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Sliding my bathroom door open slowly, I look around and make sure no one’s nearby. I want this to be private. I step in all sneaky-like, and close the door behind me, locking it. I’m not sure why I’m so keen on being inconspicuous; it’s not like anyone will hear me. My boyfriend’s out at work, so I don’t fear him walking in and hearing me. The water will be running, as I tease myself, as I please myself. As I do whatever I want to myself. Just thinking about it, I can feel my panties soaking up moisture from my cunt. My ability to make myself horny has always amazed me, and surely made me happy.

Already anxious to get into the shower, I cross my arms and grab my shirt, pulling it over my head in one fluid motion. I open my shower door, and turn the water on so it’ll have time to warm up before I step in. There’s nothing worse than a cold shower to ruin this type of mood. I take out my hair, and slip out of my pants. Standing before the mirror with just undergarments on, I reach a hand up to my shoulder and tease myself a bit, running my fingers down my soft neck and across my becoming breasts. I’m already itching to cum, and my cunt sure is letting me know. I’ve been known to be a woman that gets pretty wet, and I’m living up to my reputation, even alone. I can feel my panties becoming uncomfortable, so I slip them off and toss them with my other clothes. Now all that’s left is my bra, and it’s not on for much longer.

I’m now naked in front of the mirror, and almost can’t stand it. It’s a full-length mirror, so I can see all of myself. My long, cherry-red hair tickles my breasts, masking only portions from my view. I’m proud of my shape, a full hourglass. My stomach’s been described to me as tight, with my belly button piercing drawing attention to it. My eyesight trailing down my body, I recognise my muscular dancer’s legs, descending from my full hips. I appreciate the beauty of a woman’s body – even my own. Feeling sexy today, I turn sideways, stepping one foot out. This gives me a nice view of my ass, which I know is pretty large, but with a nice, firm feel. My eyes trail to between my thighs, where I can see my arousal emitting from my shaven pussy. I reach down and feel around to confirm: I’m nearly dripping wet. My juices have leaked onto my inner thighs. I’m just that wet.

My brown eyes search for the shower in the mirror, and I can see the steam rising out of it. Feeling the heat, I grab my mascara bottle, open the door and let myself inside. It takes a moment to be able to breathe in the hot, damp air, but I manage. I pick up the nozzle, and let the water pour all over me, warming me up. Such a familiar feeling, my pussy reacts, knowing what it’ll get in a few minutes. I can feel it calling to me, craving my attention. But for now, I’ll ignore it. I need to get clean before I make myself feel so dirty. The water pours down me, making me wet, in more than one way. I clean myself doing my normal showering duties, before teasing myself with the water once more, and sitting carefully on the shower floor.

Making sure my body’s still dripping with the scalding water, nişantaşı escort I sit up and slowly spread my legs. I like to tease myself, as I’ve found in the past. It drives me insane, and it’s a test for my willpower to avoid going straight for the orgasm. But right now I want to cum so bad. All I’ve been doing for the past hour is reading erotica, but my boyfriend has been at work, unable to come help me out. So here I am, sitting in my shower, running my hand up and down my thigh, thinking of everything I want to do to myself. I let the showerhead fall between my legs with my other hand, and put it on the softer of its two settings. I’ll let it just spray and hit my cunt, not focusing on any particulars yet. Still running my hand over my thigh, I move it down, coming closer to my swollen cunt lips each time. I want to cum more and more each second that passes, the earlier erotica getting to me.

I had found a great story about a simple truth or dare game that turned frantically sexual, and it did it’s job well. The way the author described the girls’ cries as they came – it was just too much to handle. They had their turns eating each other out, while a man fucked each, both in the pussy and the ass. I was almost writhing in my chair as I read it, before I decided to dart off to the shower. God, I need to cum so bad.

While thinking back to the story I had read, I hadn’t realised that I was now making a figure eight with teasing finger around my clit and cunthole. The water is still hitting the surface of my vagina, which makes my subconscious mind aware of where I’m heading with my actions. I am now horny out of my mind, and more than ready to make myself cum. Hard.

I glance over at the mascara bottle next to me, and smile. It has such a nice shape, and fits so perfectly inside me. The end is rounded so it won’t hurt, and it’s a perfect length and width, just a little smaller than my boyfriends. If it was any bigger I wouldn’t be able to use it. But I can’t wait to shove it into my cunt so hard that I scream out in pleasure. For now though, I let the water hit my pussy. Every time I move my hand just a bit, a stream of water crosses over my clit and sends a piercing sensation of ecstasy rippling through me. Eventually I steady my hand so that my clit’s always coming into contact with the steaming hot water, and it feels so good. My eyes are now closed, and all I can imagine is my boyfriend’s rock-hard cock thrusting in and out of me. Pounding into me, again and again. He knows how much I love it when he fucks me hard, and he uses that knowledge to his advantage.

Wanting more than my clit to feel pleasure, I take my mascara bottle in my free hand, and move it closer and closer to my cunthole, teasing myself. The water’s still hitting my clit, and it’s making my mind spin. I want to cum so bad. I need to cum so bad. Finally I can’t take teasing myself anymore, and I slowly let the mascara bottle enter me. It feels so good as my pussy lips wrap around it, grabbing it as it makes its way further and further inside me. It’s already sending me close to orgasm, as I’ve teased şişli escort myself so much, and the water’s still connecting with my clit, making it feel so nice. Pushing the mascara bottle as deep into me as I can, I give a little shudder and slowly draw it back out. Fuck, the motion feels so good inside me, and it’s so effortless. My natural lubrication works with the water and lets me pump the bottle in and out of me with ease.

I draw it in and out of my pussy hole, feeling both it and my clit growing with pleasure. Eyes still closed, I let the ecstasy run through me, and feel my orgasm build. In and out, in and out. My tongue is toying frantically with my lip ring, something I do when I’m about to cum. I quicken my pace with the bottle, shoving it into me faster. It feels so fucking good, pumping into me as the water hits my clit. Rolling my head back, I feel myself starting to cum. God it feels so good. Thrusting the bottle into me harder now, I start to lose control. It’s difficult to keep the showerhead steady as I cum, shaking all over. The orgasm rips through me so hard, I can’t fucking take it. Finally I moan, bite my lower lip and let go of the mascara bottle, letting my juices flow out of me. God, that was so intense.

But I want more. I open my eyes slowly, and look down at the water hitting my pussy. My naked lips are swollen with the pleasure, and I can see my erect clit reddening as the water continues to strike it. I just came, and I want to cum again, and again and again. I’m so fucking horny, and the water feels so good. My boyfriend likes to call me a cumslut while we’re fucking, because he knows how much I like to cum. And how I do like to cum… I want to cum again.

So I turn the showerhead to the harder of the two settings now, and immediately have to move it so that it doesn’t come in direct contact with my clit; it’s just too intense a feeling. So I let the water hit right below my clit, where my boyfriend likes to tease me with his tongue. Fuck, it feels so good. My eyes close again, I start playing with my lip ring subconsciously, and my free hand finds its way to my pussy. With it, I tease my cunthole a little, just barely touching it. This adds just the extra pleasure that I need to be able to stand the harder setting directly on my clit. As I let the water move up onto my reddened clit feeling is so extreme. Fuck! It feels so nice as it pounds against me. I let my finger slip inside me, which is nothing compared to the mascara bottle, but it’s still enough. My stomach muscles clench tight trying to keep myself still as the orgasm explodes through me. Oh my god, I can barely handle the way my clit feels.

I shake a little as I cum, and feel my pussy tighten around my finger tight. Fuck. Feeling a little aftershock, I control my breathing and realise that I was biting my lip again. It’s a small wonder my lip hasn’t started bleeding before; I’ve bitten it so hard because of my orgasms. Fuck, I love to cum. The water’s still pounding on my clit, and I’m giving small little convulsions as it hits just the right spots. Of course, I’m ready to cum again, mecidiyeköy escort but I want it to be even more intense. I can’t help but breathe hard as I stare at my throbbing cunt. It’s so fucking sexy to see it pulsating with how hard I’ve just cum. Fuck, and I’m going to cum so much harder.

It already feels so good. The constant pummeling of my clit sends ecstasy through my body, and I roll my head back, barely able to put myself through it. I shift my body weight, trying to get a little more comfortable. Not wanting to stop the pleasure coming to my clit, I start rubbing it with my finger as I let the water pour over my body for a moment. I hadn’t realised that I was getting cold, and the hot water pouring over me feels so good. I feel so sexy when I’m wet, and it turns me on to feel the water all over me, dripping down my body. But my finger doesn’t do as good a job as the showerhead does, so I return to it. It hits my clit hard, hard enough to send me to climax soon even if I do nothing else. But I’m worth more, worth a better cum. I hold the showerhead in my right hand as steadily as I can while I shift my weight. I need to cum so hard, and it needs to be soon.

My left hand makes its way around to my ass, and I try to restrain myself from pushing my finger in right away, which I know would make me orgasm. Instead, I let the water hit right below my puffy clit, and bite my lip in anticipation of this orgasm. Shit, I want it so bad. My index finger finds its way to my asshole, teasing just the entrance as the water stimulates me still. Even that is enough to drive me wild. My ass is so sensitive; I can barely stand not to be cumming now, rolling my eyes in my head. Slowly I urge my finger inside my ass, just to the first knuckle, and bite my lip hard. Fuck, it’s already so intense. The water’s battering my clit again, sending me into ecstasy, and I’m going to cum so fucking soon. God, I shove my finger in to the next knuckle, and wiggle it around a bit. God. Fuck! I’m starting to cum. I wriggle my finger inside my ass furiously, needing this release. Fuck… It’s so… Oh my god. I feel the orgasm concentrating on my pulsating clit, but my finger in my tight ass just makes it explode. I can’t control my body writhing as the climax plows through me, and I could swear there’s a hole in my lip where I’m biting it so hard.

Finally, after what seems like forever, my orgasm subsides, and already another is building up. Fuck, no. I immediately change the setting on the showerhead to the softer, and carefully take my finger out of my ass. Even doing that causes me to squirm. Fuck… That was so ridiculous. I let the water drizzle over me as I control my breathing and let the walls stop spinning so slightly. It takes me a minute or two, but eventually I come back to the real world. First I wash myself off, and then carefully stand. With one last rinse of water before I turn it off, grab my makeshift dildo and get out of the shower. I’m exhausted from my orgasms, and meagerly but away my makeup bottle and wrap a towel around me. As I open the bathroom door my heart skips a beat. Fuck! Why does he have to scare me like that? My boyfriend’s standing right there, undressed and seemingly ready to join me in the shower. He’s obviously aroused, but too late. Damn. Ah well, I guess my fun could’ve just been a warm up.

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I’ve been doing work for Liz for about two years now, mowing her lawn in the summer, trimming hedges, and shoveling her driveway in the winter. I started when her husband left and I saw her in the garage trying to figure out how the lawnmower worked. I decided I’d cut her a break. I don’t charge her much, a couple of dollars for gas and maybe a cold drink when I’m done. The truth is, I would do it for free. Just for a chance to get a closer look at her. Liz is a total beauty; short dark hair, and a body that most girls my age would envy. She likes to wear tight jeans that show off every curve, T-shirts tight enough to show off her breasts while riding up to show a belly that’s still toned.

Today is especially hot. Closing in on a hundred, but it’s the only time I can get free to help her out. After I finish mowing the back yard, I pause and wipe some of the sweat from my forehead with the tail of my shirt. It feels like I ran through a sprinkler, and I’m dripping wet from it. When I drop the shirt, I see Liz standing in the doorway looking toward me. I drop my shirt, embarrassed she caught me with it lifted, and I smile at her.

“Hi, Miss Kennedy. I’m just about all done here.”

“I can see that. Good work, Joseph.”

That always gives me a thrill. At school or with friends, I’m Joey. At work, I’m Joe. With her, I’m always Joseph. Talk about a turn-on. Today she’s in a pair of cargo shorts and a thin top with thin shoulder straps. They show off her shoulders and chest, dipping just low enough to tease me about her cleavage.

“Should be all finished in about fifteen minutes or so.”

“That’s okay, take your time. You look like you could use a drink. Come on inside, take a break.”

I wasn’t about to turn down air conditioning and something from the fridge. So I left the lawnmower parked by the fence and went to the back door. I expected her to lead me inside, but she just stepped to one side and forced me to brush past her as I went in. My arm brushed hers, but we both pretended not to notice.

She gestured at the living room. “Go on and make yourself comfortable. I’ll get you some lemonade.”

“Thank you,” I said. I went into the living room and took a quick look around. I’d only been in Liz’s house a few times, and usually only with my parents present. It was a nice house, dimly lit but cozy. I saw a chair in the corner and, knowing how sweaty I was, went and perched on the edge of it. I had just sat down when Liz came in from the kitchen. She had a tall glass of lemonade.

“No, no, sit on the couch,” she said.

“Well, I just thought… I mean, I’m all sweaty.”

“That won’t hurt anything. Come on.” She sat down and put the glass on the coffee table. I stood up and crossed the room, sitting a few inches from her. She chuckled and said, “I’m not going to bite. You can sit a little closer than that.”

I pushed myself closer to her, my thigh touching hers when she finally handed me the lemonade. “Here you go, Joseph. The least I can do for such a diligent worker.”

“Thank you, Miss Kennedy.” I took a sip, and it was delicious. Just what the doctor ordered. I swallowed slowly and then made a quiet sound of pleasure before I lowered the glass. “That really hits the spot.”

“I’m glad,” Liz said, her voice soft and unusual. I looked at her, and she was staring at me. I smiled, self-conscious, and she nişantaşı escort turned to face me. “Joseph. I want to thank you for everything you’ve done for me these past few years. I think with everything you’ve done, you deserve more than a few dollars every two weeks.”

I nodded. “Okay. Well, um… if you wanted to pay me more, I guess I couldn’t stop you.”

She smiled. “I wasn’t thinking about that. I was thinking… maybe… I could do something for you. Help you out a little bit.” She put her hand on my chest and dragged her hands down to my stomach. I looked down, staring at her as she ran her finger over the sweaty cotton of my shirt and then looked up at her. She raised an eyebrow and bit her bottom lip. She said, “Why don’t you take this sweaty thing off for me, okay?”

I handed her the lemonade, hoping my hand wasn’t shaking too much as I handed it off. I wasn’t a virgin, but this was fantasy territory. I pulled the shirt off over my head and dropped it next to me on the couch as I leaned back. The air conditioner felt great on my bare chest, cooling the sweat there. My nipples actually got a little hard as I sat back and Liz ran her eyes over my chest. She put her hand on my stomach again.

“It’s been a while.”

“Yeah,” I said.

She smiled. “I meant for me. But it’s good to know I can help you, too.” She licked her lips and looked up at me. “We’re not going to fuck.”

So many emotions passing through me at that moment. Crushing disappointment, and exhilaration at this goddess of a woman using such blunt language. But if that wasn’t what she planned… then what was going on?

“I just want to help you out a little. Okay?” I managed to nod. She slid closer to me, her leg now a constant presence against mine. “Joseph, I want you to be honest with me. This won’t work if you lie to me. All right?” I nodded again. “Good boy. I’ve seen you looking at me. A lot. I’ve seen you sitting on your front porch pretending to watch the neighborhood, but you’re really watching me. Aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” I said.

“Do you go inside and masturbate?”

My mouth was suddenly really dry. I took another drink of my lemonade and licked my lips. “Sometimes.”

Her hand was on my belt now, pulling it free. Holy shit. She said, “But I’m just your old neighbor.”

“You don’t look that old to me,” I said. “You’re gorgeous.”

She undid the button on my jeans. “What do you like about me?”

“Your body,” I said. What a lame answer. “Your, uh… breasts. I love your stomach, when you wear those shirts that ride up a little and I can see your belly. And your legs.”

I never realized how long it took my zipper to go down until she dragged it down over the growing bulge in my pants. I was shaking then, watching as she pushed my pants open to reveal my boxer shorts.

“Lift up, Joseph,” she said softly. I did as she asked, and she dragged my shorts and underwear down my legs. My cock fell free, and suddenly I was naked in Liz Kennedy’s house. Good God. My cock swelled just at the thought of it, and Liz stared at it for a moment before she looked up at me. She licked her fingers, just a quick pass of a pink tongue across her fingers, and she placed her hand at the base of my cock. She kept her eyes on my face, I could see her from the corner of my eye as I watched her fingers slowly wrap around me.

“What do you şişli escort think about doing to me?” she asked.

“I don’t–“

“Honesty, Joseph,” she whispered. “It’s just a fantasy. We all have fantasies. They’re perfectly safe.”

“I think about… when you wear those sundresses?” She nodded and said ‘mm-hmm.’ “I think about following you inside. And pushing you up against the kitchen counter.”

She was stroking me now. God damn it felt good. Her hand was smooth and cool, moving with sure strokes up and down its length.

“Go on,” she said. “What do you do then?”

“Rip off your panties.”

“Don’t go shorting me, now,” she said. “Full sentences.”

God, this woman was a sadist. “I push up your dress, and I run my hand over the curve of your ass. And I pull off your panties.”

“Do you rip them?” Her hand was moving faster. She squeezed the tip of my cock, running her palm over the tip before stroking again. She was breathing heavily now.

“Sometimes. And then I… push your feet apart with my legs and I push my cock inside of you.”

She whimpered at that. She lifted her free hand and hooked her thumb in the strap of her top. “Joseph,” she said. “Look…” I watched as she let the strap fall, and then she did the same on the other side. Her top fell, revealing her full breasts with dark, hard nipples. I brought my hand up, and she nodded. I cupped her breast and circled my thumb over her nipple. She reached out with her free hand and took my glass of lemonade. She kept stroking as she brought the glass to her chest and pressed the lip to her skin. She tilted it, and lemonade spilled out like a sheet of water down her chest. A drop beaded on her nipple and I desperately wanted to lick it off. I couldn’t figure out how to lean down to get it without separating her hand from my cock, though.

“Are you going to come?” she asked.

“Think so,” I said.

“Full sentences, Joseph,” she admonished.

“I think I’m going to come, Miss Kennedy.”

She smiled and lifted herself, she leaned forward, and her breast was suddenly in my face. She said, “Drink,” and I licked and sucked her nipple until all the lemonade was off of it. I circled her nipple with my tongue, sucked hard, and moved my hips against her hand. God, I was close. My balls were tight, and I was holding back because I didn’t want this moment to end. I had no idea if this would be a one-time thing, so I was going to drag it out as long as possible.

Liz pulled away from me and said, “Now I’m thirsty, Joseph.” She brushed her hand over the head of my cock again and I twitched uncontrollably. “I want you to come for me. Come now. I want you to come in my mouth.” And just like that, she bent down. I put my hand on her back, bracing myself but still crying out when her warm lips closed around the head of my cock. It only took two or three passes of her soft, slick tongue before I couldn’t hold myself back again.

She moaned as she sucked me, milking me with her lips, sucking and swallowing and still moving her fingers against the base of my shaft as she drew more come from my balls. When I was finally done, after shooting what felt like gallons of come into her mouth, she let it fall from her mouth and drop against my thigh. She sat up, her chest still shiny with lemonade, her shirt wet when she pulled it back up to cover herself.

“Thank mecidiyeköy escort you, Joseph,” she said. She licked her lips and swallowed again, and the thought that she was tasting me was enough to make my cock twitch again. She leaned in and kissed me on the lips, and I cupped her breast through her shirt. When she pulled back, she ran her hand down my chest and said, “You should go finish your work. I’m going to go clean up.” She paused and ran her hand down my body. Over my chest, down my stomach, brushing my cock and balls with the back of her hand before she cupped my thigh. “Thank you, Joseph. This was exactly what I needed today.”

“My pleasure,” I said. “Literally.”

She smiled and leaned in. She kissed me again, slower this time. I sucked her tongue into my mouth and she moaned. My cock was starting to get hard again and I turned toward her. When the kiss broke, I said, “Were you going to masturbate in the shower?”

“Yes,” she said.

“Were you going to think about my cock?”

“Yes, Joseph.”

“Then do it here.”

She looked at me and then slowly undid the button on her cargo pants. She pushed them down her hips, revealing thin blue panties that quickly went down as well. Her dark pubic hair was untrimmed and looked wild, but that was how I liked it. She sucked two fingers into her mouth and then ran them down her body. Over her breasts, down her stomach, and then she spread her legs apart. I saw her pussy, glistening and pink, before she covered it with her hand and two fingers dipped inside.

“Do you think about me a lot when you masturbate?”

“Yes,” she said. Her eyes were closed and her voice was just a quiet whisper.

“Do you want me to play out my fantasy? Follow you inside and fuck you? Do you want me to take you?”

She took a deep, shaky breath and said, “Yes.” Her eyes opened and she said, “But not today. Next time.”

I nodded, thrilling at the thought of a next time.

“I’m going to come, Joseph. I’m so wet.”

I reached down and covered her hand with mine, pushing my fingers in next to hers. She cried out and arched her back, and my cock was hard again as I thrust into her sweet pussy. I grabbed my cock with my free hand, stroking it hard. When she came, shouting my name, I arched my back and shot my come onto her thigh.

We both lay there for a long time, breathing hard, staring at each other. Finally, I pulled my hand away and licked my fingers, and she held her hand out to me. I sucked her fingers, too, sucking them gently while I stared down at her. Then I pulled her panties back up for her, and gathered my clothes off the floor.

Liz was sprawled on the couch in post-orgasmic stupor as she watched me dress in my sweaty clothes again. I pulled my shirt over my head and then looked back at her. God, she was gorgeous. I said, “You should probably take that shower now.” She smiled. “I’ll finish up on the lawn. I’ll stop back inside before I go.”

“Okay,” she said. Her voice was soft, almost meek now. She scooted to the edge of the couch and looked up at me. “Joseph…”

“Yes, Miss Kennedy?”

“When you come back in, I’m going to say no.” She stood up and looked into my eyes. I was a little taller than her, so her head was angled a bit. “Don’t listen to me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Oh, I’m positive.” She rose onto her toes and kissed me again. Our tongues touched and she pulled back, licking her lips as she turned and left the living room. I exhaled and shook my head before I went to the back door to finish my chores.

I had the feeling I’d get them done in record time.

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At home there were two messages on my message bank from Darlene and messages from Jennifer and Maryanne.

I told mum I had been working on the jeep and took off to my room.

As I lay on the bed the phone rang, “I love you “a voice whispered. It was Jennifer, beautiful long legged Jennifer.

“You are beautiful” I responded…

She whispered “he’s home but I couldn’t go to sleep from thinking of you”, “will I see you tomorrow”….. Then before I could answer she quickly said goodbye and rang off in a hurry.

I lay on the bed and took stock .In the matter of a few days my life had changed dramatically.

I had just spent all day in bed with a raunchy beauty queen

I had fucked mums best friend Maryanne.

Jennifer loved me

Angelique could be mine for the taking.

Darlene was ringing looking for me.

Best of all those well off husbands were going to employ me in a part time job, which would force me to spend a lot of time with their wives.

It took a day to set up the plans for different homes to prepare the cookies. I suspected that in most cases the housekeeper would do the cooking

I arranged to call on each of the wives to set up my roster for pickup and deliveries.

Maryanne was my fist port of call.

I knocked. When there was no answer I went around the back to the kitchen. To get to the kitchen I passed the garage where I could see someone under a truck cursing and swearing.

Maryanne opened the door whispering “He’s in the garage”

“Yes I know” I said as I took her in my arms and kissed her. She kissed nişantaşı escort me back pushing me away at the same time. “Get out of here you horny devil we can’t, not now, it’s to dangerous we’ll get caught”

I knew she was right, but I kissed her again and again, before she finally forced me out of the door.

I walked out saying “good day” to her husband before heading back home horny and frustrated.

At home Darlene had called and left more messages on the machine. It was mid morning as I set off for her house.

The maid met me and showed me to an office sitting room. A few minutes later Darlene flowed in. Flowed is the only word I can use to describe her entry.

She was dressed in a long white low cut form fitting outfit, that fitted her like a glove, her long jet black hair was piled high on her head, her make up was perfect, she was a picture.

Her large breasts were dramatically outlined by the cut of her outfit. My prick jumped to attention.

Her deep red lipstick glistened and shone as she licked her lips and the tip of her tongue poked through. This was one real spunky lady.

“Hello daaarling! Even the way she welcomed me made my prick harder. She moved to greet me with a kiss.

Trying to behave I pursed my lips for a chaste kiss. As our lips met the tiny tip of her tongue slipped between my lips, I opened my mouth and a vigorous snake like tongue followed.

I wrapped my arms around her and responded with all the skill and vigour I could muster.

One of her hands was running through my hair the other drifted down on to my butt and şişli escort ran up and down the crack of my arse through my slacks.

I followed her lead and ran my fingers over her butt and pushed a finger cloth and all into her arse, my other hand grabbed a magnificent boob.

She grunted, moaned and sighed. Breaking away she took my hand and headed for the settee.

As she walked in front of me I pulled my hand from hers and brought both hands up to her breasts pulling her back against me. I buried my mouth in her neck and my rampant prick tried to bury in her arse.

I reached for her zipper pulling it down and pushed the straps from her shoulders. A wiggle disposed of any obstruction as the dress slipped to the floor.

Her hands found my prick

My hands returned to tease her nipples.

My tongue filled her ear.

My prick caressed her rear.

As I looked up, I spied a full length mirror. I swung Darlene around so she faced the mirror and moaned. . She had not worn any panties or bra but had worn a white garter belt and white stockings.

Her jet black hairy box was striking…

With both hands I grasped her cunt lips and pulled them open.

We both stood there stunned at the beauty of her sexually aroused body. As we watched a trickle of her love juices dropped on to my hand.

That ignited me. I pushed her roughly down on the couch and fed myself between her legs. She took me in hand and fed my surging dick in to her warm moist cunt.

“At last” she cried “A young fat hard cock. “Give it to me, fuck me hard, and make me come”.

I mecidiyeköy escort had not stopped to remove my clothes. We did not want to waste a minute. Nor could we .Our blood was boiling.

Lust was king.

We fucked each other hard and fast, our bodies hitting and slapping, her hair spread out, her breasts bounced up and down as I pounded into her. We grunted and moaned striving harder and harder.

I was trying to push up into her chest through her cunt. She was biting my shoulder scratching my back. Suddenly she pushed a finger in my arse.

That single act brought me to a most devastating organism… I blew and blew, my balls were draining dry.

At the same time Darlene was coming in little grunts, again and again, her legs crashed around my back, her tongue rolled out of her mouth, as she groaned and gasped.

Her molten eyes stared at me, her nostrils flared, she moaned loudly. She thrashed and thrashed until we were both wrung out.

I rolled over on my back and she swung up on top as we stayed glued together. Her magnificent boobs swung before my eyes. I bit down on one. She squealed, shuddered and came again, and then collapsed on me breathing heavy.

Slowly we started to move. I had wilted and slipped out. She picked me up and licked and chewed my red helmet. I returned the favour.

We had spoken very few words all morning.

It had been pure lust.

We met, we kissed, we fucked, we were like wild animals.

I ran my hands over her lush horny body again and again. I turned her to look in the mirror; her hair was down, her lipstick smeared all over her face. Her make up had virtually disappeared, cum had splattered on her thighs, her cunt lips hung open, the sexual energy shone through.

She was what I would later describe as a “Great Fuck.”

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Friday’s are usually a chaotic day, so I like to get out of the office for a little while to clear my head. My favorite place to go is a little pizza place in the shopping plaza next to the medical office complex I work in. It’s got good food, and the staff is always really nice.

A little about me… I’m Megan, and I work in a doctor’s office as a medical secretary. I’m 5’4″ and about 110 pounds. I have longish strawberry blonde hair (although a little more blonde than red) and a 34B chest. I’m the mother of a 6 year old boy, and through some hard work managed to never lose my pre-mom figure. I think I look pretty good, and I like to dress nice for the office.

I usually wear nice dresses or business suits, and always wear thigh high stockings and heels. I also like to put on some fairly sexy lingerie under my professional looking suits. On occasion, when I wake up and my body is almost vibrating from being so horny, I will skip the panties and cherish the naughtiness of feeling my bare ass and pussy on the fabric of my dress or suit.

One particular Friday I woke up earlier than my alarm because I had a sexy dream and was very worked up. As I got my day started, I couldn’t help running my hands all over myself in the shower. Hearing “Mom, I’m hungry” come from outside the bathroom snapped my out of my horny haze. I threw on a robe and made my son something to eat.

Just as I was finishing that, the nanny arrived and I went to finish getting ready for work. It was a nice warm, and sunny early June morning so I decided to go with more of a nicer sun dress today. As I reached for my underwear drawer I again felt my body shiver with excitement and decided to not wear any panties. I knew I would feel wickedly sexy as the breeze went through my dress and past my bald pussy.

Work was indeed chaotic, and patients were trying to cram in last minute appointments all morning. As my lunch break approached, I handed off the phones to the call service and headed out the door to my little hole in the wall pizza joint.

As I walked through the door I saw that it was completely empty as usual. I’m not so sure that this place is doing well at all. The only time I see any more than one or two people here is when the dance school next door in the plaza lets out on a Friday evening. Could be because it’s on the non-street facing side of the plaza, or maybe the plethora of other pizza joints in town.

I walk over to the table I usually sit at, and take a seat. Sandra, the cook/owner/waitress, sees me from the kitchen and smiles.

“Kim, Megan’s here!” she shouts at her daughter Kim who is a waitress there.

Kim saunters over with a big smile and asks how I was, and how my son was. We make a little small talk and then she takes my order.

As she walks away I hear Sandra talking sternly into the phone. I can’t make out what exactly she’s saying since the table I like to sit at it right next to the soda machine, and it’s a bit loud. I can only suspect that it’s her ex-boyfriend (and Kim’s dad) that she’s arguing with. It was his idea to open the pizza place, and after about 6 months he decided it wasn’t for him. So, he ran off with the other waitress who was Kim’s age and actually graduated high school with her the year before. Needless to say, he wasn’t too popular around the pizza place.

Sandra hung up, and after threw my slices into the oven, she came over to talk. She plunked herself down in the chair across from me and sighed.

“The ex?” I asked.

“Yeah.” She replied with a sigh. “He wants me to sell the shop and give him half of the money. I keep telling him that’s not going to happen because a) it was mostly MY money we used to start up, and b) that we’re basically failing now and any money from selling would barely cover the debt. He just doesn’t get it.”

I gave a sympathetic shrug and Sandra got up to check on my lunch.

As she walked away I admired her body a bit.

Oh, I forgot to mention that I do have a bit of a bisexual side and am attracted to women.

Sandra is cute. She’s about 5’6/5’7. 130 or so (small love handles) and 34b I guess. She’s got a bit of a haggard look lately, but I think that’s mostly the problems with the shop and her ex. She was much more upbeat and sunny when they first opened. She usually wears pretty tight jeans and snug baby doll cut t- shirts.

As I watched her walk toward the kitchen I felt my pussy tingle as I looked at her ass. When she was out of sight, I looked over toward Kim. Now, she was very sexy. She liked to wear short, tight cut off jean shorts and fairly light tank tops. I noticed that today she wasn’t wearing a bra, but instead just had on 2 tank tops. I could see her firm, perky 34Cs clearly defined. She has a fairly small frame, and is about 5’5″ and only about 95 or 100 pounds. That made her tits look even better. nişantaşı escort Especially today.

I sipped my Coke and heard the door bell go ding. I looked up and saw a very handsome man stroll in. He was maybe in his late forties or early 50s, tall and had a trim sturdy build. He had kind of a George Clooney ER days look to him. He was dressed well in a very nice suit. He had a large worn looking camera case with him.

He sat at a table by the counter. Kim got up to go take his order and I could see that she liked what she saw. He was pretty handsome. He too looked like he was enjoying the view. As she walked away to get his drink his eyes never left her ass that was being barely held in by the tiny shorts she was wearing.

From where I was sitting I could see into the kitchen, and Kim was in there somewhat frantically describing the new customer to Sandra. As Kim came out with his drink, I saw Sandra poke her head out and give him the once over. She ducked back, and as she did she looked at me and gave me thumbs up and a wink.

This pretty much repeated itself as Kim brought him his slices of pizza. I think Kim sort of sense he was checking out her ass, because she sauntered much more slowly back to the kitchen this time.

He took a couple of bites of the pizza and loudly exclaimed, “Wow! This is some of the best pizza I’ve ever had! Can I talk to the cook?”

Sandra and Kim both came out of the kitchen. He repeated his compliment, and this time slipped in a compliment about the good looks of Sandra and Kim.

I could see them both blushing a bit, and sort of mesmerized by the handsome and charming man.

“How come you’re so empty on a Friday lunch hour?” he asked.

Sandra gave him a quick rundown of their troubles, the lack of business, and their building debt.

“My name is Nathan. Maybe I can help. I’m a producer and photographer for several food shows and magazines.

I would love to do a story on you and your pizza place. Maybe even get you highlighted on a show.”

Sandra and Kim were speechless.

He looked over at me, and said “Wow, you even have great looking customers! I can take a whole spread now.”

I couldn’t help but blush myself. He was pretty damn handsome.

Sandra began to protest a little saying that she wasn’t looking that good today. Kim didn’t protest one bit. She knew she looked good, and was showing off a lot of her “assets”.

Nathan calmed Sandra down and reassured her. “You all sit down, and I’ll get some more drinks and we’ll talk about some details.” He said as he walked into the kitchen to the soda fountain.

He came back out a couple of minutes later with three drinks and even motioned me over to the table.

Sandra, Kim and I sipped on our Coke’s as he explained the process.

“I’ll take some quick shots here today. Get some of the place, you two and one of you (he said looking at me).

Then I’ll get a customer review to add to mine (again looking at me). Then I’ll run it all past the writers and see about getting it into our local magazine chain.”

Sandra was starting to primp herself and straighten up.

Nathan took out a very large camera and a smaller video camera. He explained the pictures would be good to use, but he only had his small personal video camera with him so he would have to come back with a camera crew. He had them pose in front of the sign by the front door, and then in the opening to the kitchen by the oven.

As he was taking their pictures, I started to feel my head getting a bit fuzzy. I couldn’t tell if it was all the excitement about the camera, or that a handsome man was taking pictures of two women that I found attractive. I took some more sips of my drink to try to shake off the fuzz.

Nathan then asked to take some shots of just Kim. He took a picture, and then suggested that she rise up the bottom of her tank tops a bit to show her flat belly. She looked a bit dazed, but reached down and did as he asked.

She raised it a little, and he then reached over to her and moved it up to right under her tits.

I looked over at Sandra to see her reaction, but she was just sitting there watching. She looked like she was feeling the fuzziness too.

He then told Sandra to go stand next to Kim. She popped up and did as he said in an almost robotic fashion.

Then he looked at me and instructed me to go lock the door to the restaurant. In my head I wanted to ask why, but I found myself just getting up and going to do it. I couldn’t figure out why I wasn’t able to really disregard him.

When I got back to the table I saw that he had both Sandra and Kim’s shirts up high enough to be showing off a good amount of under-boob each. Both of their pants were unbuttoned also. The flies were opened and you could see the tops of their panties şişli escort sticking out.

They just stood there without protest. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! Sandra wasn’t even raising a fuss.

“Why don’t you two just take those shirts right off?” he instructed as he picked up his video camera.

I now wanted to protest, but I couldn’t seem to bring myself to do it. I looked down at my drink, which was now almost empty and noticed a bit of a film on the bottom of the cup. Holy shit, we’ve been drugged! I though.

I looked up again and saw that Sandra now had her shirt off and just her bra left. Kim was standing next to her completely topless. My pussy began to drip as I saw her young, firm tits right there in front of me. Her nipples were standing straight out from maybe the air conditioning or maybe from excitement.

“Kim, why don’t you undo your mom’s bra and also pull down her jeans.” Nathan instructed.

Kim moved toward her mom and reached around to unhook her bra. After it fell down away from Sandra’s older, but still beautiful tits, Kim reached down and started to pull her jeans down. Sandra was wearing some plain cotton panties, which were really nothing special.

Nathan was sitting there filming the entire thing. I noticed that he at some point had unzipped his trousers, but still had his cock in his boxers.

He then told Sandra to take off Kim’s shorts. In her drugged daze Sandra reached right down and slid the very tight shorts down her daughter’s legs. Kim, unlike her mom, had on some fairly see-through front thong. Her firm legs moved all the way up the side and I would see her taught, beautiful ass.

“Now each other’s panties,” ordered Nathan.

They both complied, and in a few seconds both were standing completely naked. They both had completely shaved pussies. I let out a little gasp when I saw their nakedness in front of me.

Nathan heard me and looked over. “Oh, I haven’t forgotten about you. Come over here and sit next to me. As you do, take off your dress.”

I was powerless to defy him. I stood up and walked over to where he was sitting. As I got there I slipped the straps of my sundress off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. There I was standing with only a strapless lace bra, thigh high white stockings and white strappy heels.

“Well, well, well,” Nathan said. “Looks like someone decided to go commando today. Maybe hoping to get a nice fuck, or maybe flash her pussy at some lucky guy?” He asked. As he did so he noticed that I was transfixed on Kim’s young tight body.

“Oh, maybe not a guy, but a hot young woman to show yourself off too.” He leaned in and whispered in my ear, “You just may get that chance.”

My pussy was almost overflowing as he whispered that into my ear.

He turned his attention back to Sandra and Kim. “Ok, you two. I think it’s time to give me a show.”

“Kim, start rubbing your hands all over your mom’s tits and ass.”

Kim, still without any protest or hesitation, reached over and started to caress her mom’s breasts. She started to rub her nipples between her fingers, and kneed her whole tits.

I could see a mix of emotion of Sandra’s face. She looked to be trying to protest, but she was also opening her mouth and letting out little moans of pleasure.

Without any instruction, Sandra reached over and started to run her hand over Kim’s cunt. Kim let out a sigh and began to slowly hump her pussy onto her mom’s hand.

I looked over and saw a tent in Nathan’s boxers as he filmed the hot scene in front of him.

“Kim, I think your mom needs to feel your tongue in her mouth as she’s rubbing your cunt,” he said.

With that Kim and Sandra moved their moths together and began to kiss each other with a burning lust. Kim now started to rub her mom’s pussy too. I could see here middle finger start to slide into Sandra’s hungry cunt.

Nathan looked over at me and told me to get on my knees in front of him.

I didn’t want to. I wanted to taste Sandra and Kim. Not the cock of some stranger who drugged us and is now forcing my two friends into an incestuous act. I couldn’t stop though. Whatever he gave us removed any and all free will, and any shred of inhibition. I kneeled in front of him.

“Take out my cock and start sucking, you slut!” he barked.

I freed his cock from his boxers, and it sprang straight up at me. It was actually quite a nice one. I guess that makes sense since he was so good looking. I lowered my head and wrapped my lips around the head. It was thick, and I actually had a bit of tough time getting it all in my mouth.

I felt him grab the back of my head and push. “Deeper!” she barked again. I obeyed and worked his thick, maybe 8 inch tool, into my throat.

“Good girl,” he moaned.

Taking him deep was eased a bit mecidiyeköy escort by how turned on I was from the moaning coming from behind me as mother and daughter fingered each other.

“Sandra, get on your back and slide your head under Megan. She’s sucking me good and deserves something in return.”

I felt a body slide under me and stop directly under my bare cunt. Then I almost stopped sucking, stopped breathing, stopped thinking as I felt Sandra’s tongue hit my pussy lips for the first time. I moaned on Nathan’s cock as her mouth found my clit.

I then felt her moan into my cunt. I moved my eyes up, and in the reflection on the glass soda cooler door saw Kim kneeling down and devouring her mom’s pussy.

We kept up this moaning, writhing, and dirty chain on for about 10 more minutes or so.

“Everyone get up!” Nathan commanded.

We all obeyed immediately. For the first time though, I could feel myself being able to think more clearly and resist. I didn’t want to though, and I couldn’t let on that I was coming out of the effects of the drug. I hated Nathan, but I loved what he was having us do.

“Kim, slide your cunt down onto my cock. Sandra Get down between her legs and lick her pussy and my cock as I fuck your daughter’s tight cunt. Megan, get behind Sandra. Slide two fingers into her cunt, and then when they are both dripping wet take them and slide them into her ass, as you put two more into her pussy again. Then finger fuck the shit out of her.”

I watched as all the parts of the puzzle moved into place. Kim faced toward Sandra and me as she lowered herself on his cock. Her eyes bulged and she did so.

“Damn!” Nathan exclaimed. “She so fucking tight!”

“Did I just popped your cherry?” he asked Kim

She nodded, and I saw a little tear escape her eye.

“Good!” he laughed callously. He then grabbed her hips and started slamming into her cunt.

She was whimpering from the pain and bit of pleasure she was subjected to. Sandra then got into place and blocked my view of his cock buried into Kim. Kim’s face changed from a wince to a look of ecstasy again as her mother worked her pussy and Nathan’s cock with her mouth.

I got into position myself and did as I was instructed. I lubed up two fingers with Sandra’s pussy juice and then slid them slowly into her ass. I was actually surprised with how easily they slid in. I think Sandra’s ass wasn’t necessarily “virginal”. I slid the other two fingers into here pussy and began to pump both sets in and out in an alternating rhythm.

Sandra was now pushing back to meet each of my thrusts.

The pizza shop smelled like sex, and sounded like a porn set. Moaning, slapping, squishing, and Nathan barking out a random, “harder!” or “faster!”

Just the scene alone was bringing me close to a climax. I was hovering on the edge for several long minutes now.

I heard Nathan grunt and proclaim that he was about to cum. He then grabbed firm hold of Kim’s hips and slammed her down on his cock one last time. He was shooting deep into her. Each spurt of cum accompanied by a grunt from him, and a whimpering moan from her. After he was done, he pushed her up and slid out from under her.

Kim dropped onto the chair and seemed to melt into it. As she did, both Sandra and I, without any direction or hesitation, rushed our mouths onto her cunt. Our tongues licked her up and down as we sucked Nathan’s cum out of her daughter’s pussy. Our tongues danced together and into Kim at the same time. We slurped every bit of cum out of her that we could.

Sandra’s eyes and mine met. We both smiled at each other, and realized that the drug had worn off of everyone but we were still all over each other.

I looked up at Kim and she was smiling also. She looked down and put a hand on the back of each of our heads.

“Mmmm, god you two really know how to lick some pussy,” she sighed.

Looking up again to see where Nathan was, I noticed he was gone. In fact there was no trace of him whatsoever. I sat back down and we all sort of looked at each other silently for a few minutes.

“What time do you get out of work?” Sandra asked me.

“About 5:30,” I answered.

“Would you like to join Kim and me at our place after work and we can talk about all of this?”

As I was about to say yes, Kim broke in bluntly. “Fuck talking about it, I want to do it some more!”

We all laughed and got dressed. Miraculously I was still barely in time getting back from my lunch break. I did have to wash my face, hands and pussy before I got back. I smelled of both women’s and men’s cum.

After work, I called the nanny and told her I had to work late. She was free that evening, so she could stay.

I went straight to Sandra’s place after work. I don’t think it was even five minutes before the three of us were in a bed eating each other out. This became an almost weekly occurrence. Kim even met a guy she liked and brought him into the group. He was a happy camper with three sexy and dirty women draining him dry.

END

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Sara sat alone in the small restaurant/bar of her hotel trying to concentrate on the book she had been reading while waiting for her meal to be served. She was still upset over her friend not keeping his promise. He had made her visit unbearable and rather than argue with him another day she had left and gotten herself a room till her flight out Sunday night. Alone, in a strange city, not knowing how she was going to occupy herself for the next three days.

She had picked up some tourist fliers in the hotel lobby that morning and had spent the early part of the day visiting a quilt shop, and various other shops nearby.

Sara knew that Jack still had feelings for her but they had discussed that many times in the last couple of years. She had thought they had agreed that all she could ever be to him was his friend. When he invited her down to Dallas for the holiday she made sure that he understood she was only coming as his friend and he had promised her that he would not try to get her to take up a more intimate relationship with him again.

Five years ago their friendship was an intimate one for a short time. They had been friends who enjoyed each others company, enjoyed the same kinds of music and best of all Jack was a fantastic cook. Sara’s talents did not lie in the cooking area. She was lucky if she could fry an egg without breaking the yolk.

They had met five years ago while he was staying in Ohio for a year on a teacher exchange program he participated in. He used to come into the store where she worked everyday to buy his cigars and wines he enjoyed. They had, over time became friends, getting on a first name basis and talking more and more when he came in the store. They had known each other a couple of months when he invited her out for dinner and a movie.

Over the next few weeks they went out often to see a movie and a couple of times to a concert when they got tickets. She was pleasantly surprised to find out that he was also a lover of classic rock as she was. They had gotten tickets to an ACDC concert and had the best times of their lives that night.

Jack was 52 and she 49, both were divorced, he for 15 years and she for 7. She had asked him how come he had never settled down with anyone after being divorced for so long. He told her that he had dated a few times over the years but just never found anyone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

Sara felt the same way, she too had dated a few times since her divorce. The three relationships she had had during that seven years had all ended for various reasons but within all three relationships the biggest reason was because of a lack of intimacy.

Sara was very oversexed, she wanted intimacy in her life daily, not on a weekly basis. Nor was she happy with a wham, bamm, thank you mamm type either. She could never be happy nor settle for anything less then a very sexual relationship with her partner.

When she and Jack had first become intimate, she was terribly let down. It had been so long for Jack that he just could not maintain an erection. She never said anything to him, telling him it was ok and that she would bet once he was used to being intimate again things would change. She did not want to hurt his feelings in anyway as she really did care for him as a friend.

The next few weeks, nothing changed. After the second time they had become intimate Sara knew that Jack would never be the kind of lover she needed. Not even with help from the magic blue pill could he ever be the man she needed. In the back of her mind Sara had a feeling that his ineptitude in that department is the reason his wife left him.

She finally told him that she wanted to be his friend but that she could only think of him as a friend and not a lover. At first he was hurt and wouldn’t talk to her. For almost three weeks he never came into the store after she had told him they could only be friends. Then one night he came in and asked her to forgive him for being such an asshole and would she come to dinner as his friend.

For the next few months until his year was up they shared many meals and just acted like good friends. There were a few times when Sara knew he was hoping he could change her mind but she stopped any ideas he had on that quickly. When he went back home to Dallas they kept in touch by phone and in letters.

He had called and invited her to spend Christmas vacation with him. She could tell he was really depressed and needed someone to spend some time with over the holiday. She needed to get away as well, feeling that same little bit of depression as he was not having anyone to spend the holiday’s with either.

She had to lie to her boss to get the time off telling him that it was a personal family emergency in order to get the time off. Jack called the travel agent near her to arrange for her ticket and she was set to leave two days before Christmas. She had bought him a couple of small gifts, some cigars and six bottles of his favorite wines.

She nişantaşı escort was going to spend ten days with him coming home two days after New years. The first week went great, they caught up on what had been going on in their lives, she got a tour of the school where he taught and met some of his coworkers. They attended a holiday gathering the teachers had every year the last night of school before the holiday, meeting many of his friends.

The trouble began two days before New Year’s. He had taken her site seeing, she saw where Kennedy was shot, stood on the Grassy Knoll and that night he had taken her to a fancy restaurant instead of cooking in. Sara was not a wine drinker at all, she had never tasted any wine that she liked but he had ordered her a sweet wine that she enjoyed very much.

When they returned to his home they sat around watching TV for a bit then Sara excused herself telling him she was going to turn in. She had only been in bed about 30 minutes when he came into her room. She could tell immediately why he was there. He tried to convince her to let him make love to her just once before she returned home. She argued with him for almost an hour brushing off all his advances, until he finally stormed out of her room.

Sara laid awake for two hours making sure Jack had finally fallen asleep and was going to leave her alone. She quickly and quietly packed her things then slipped out the back door and left. She found a hotel and got herself a room, then she fell into a troubled sleep. She called Jack early the next morning telling him she was sorry but she had decided to go home early and hoped that they could still remain friends.

She put the book down giving up trying to read it right now, she would try again later when she was back in her room. She had just put the book back in her purse when a man came to her table and introduced himself.

“Please excuse us for being forward and intruding, but my wife and I would like to invite you to share your meal with us. I’m Pete Thompson and this is my wife Kate,” he told her introducing themselves to her.

Sara shook his hand and told them her name politely refusing their kind offer.

“Please join us Sara, we would enjoy your company and there is no reason why you should sit here alone eating when you could be making some new friends,” he told her smiling. “Besides, you would be doing me a favor as I have to leave shortly for a business meeting, you and Kate could keep each other company while your eating.”

Sara finally accepted and moved over to their table, she could use some friendly company and it would get her mind off of being upset with Jack for ruining their friendship.

“So what brings you to Texas Sara,” Kate asked her.

“I’m on vacation,” she didn’t lie to them she just omitted to tell them she was there to visit a friend. Just in case they asked she didn’t want to try to explain why she wasn’t staying with her friend.

“Pete had business so I tagged along rather than sit home alone over the holiday’s,” Kate explained.

Over dinner they talked about where they were from, kids, pets, hobbies and so on. As soon as Pete was finished with his meal he excused himself to head to his meeting. He told Sara it had been a pleasure to meet her and thanked her for keeping his wife company while he was gone.

Sara guessed Pete to be around 6′ 3 or more, he had striking gray eyes, his hair was gray and he was in good shape as well. He was a nice looking man and she guessed them both to be around her age in their early 50’s.

Kate was about Sara’s height so she had to be around 5’6 or so. Her hair was dark brown, cut short, framing her round face. Sara guessed Kate was a little heavier than she as she was built broader while Sara was rounder in body size. Really the only difference between the two women were their clothes. Sara’s straight off the rack at K-Mart and Kate’s were designer clothes probably made especially for her.

They had a couple of drinks with their meal then a couple more while they talked. Kate invited Sara to their suite to have another drink and watch a movie with her.

Sara liked both Kate and Pete, they were very friendly and didn’t act at all snobby. She had asked Kate how long they had been married and was told that they had just celebrated their 18th anniversary. Kate told Sara that both she and Pete had been married before they met each other.

Kate poured them both a drink and switched on the TV when she sat down next to Sara on the couch. Kate looked a little embarrassed when they glanced at the TV to see two couples naked, making love on a huge bed.

“Oops, I’m sorry I forgot the tape was still in the player.”

“No problem, I’m not offended so don’t think anything about it,” Sara told her.

“So you’ve seen a few of these yourself then I take it,” Kate said winking at her.

“I’ve seen my fair share, you bet,” Sara told her smiling.

“Sara, can I ask you a personal şişli escort question?”

“Sure, ask away.”

“You looked sad when we saw you downstairs, is anything wrong? I don’t mean to be so forward and if it’s none of my business I will understand completely.”

“I am on vacation but I had come down to visit with an old friend. We were lovers for a short time five years ago, but we parted as friends. He invited me down for the holiday’s as an old friend, but yesterday he tried to get me to become intimate with him again after he promised there would be no mention of sex between us if I came for a visit.”

“No wonder you looked so sad. What made you two end it, were you not compatible?”

“Not really, we enjoyed each others company, enjoyed the same music, movies and he was a fantastic cook, which I’m not. We just were not suited sexually.”

Kate stood up to make them another drink. “So he wasn’t a good lover then I take it?”

“No. He could not give me what I needed and to be honest he was just a terrible lover period. He couldn’t last and just had no idea about pleasing a woman. I’m pretty sure that is the reason his wife had left him fifteen years before,” Sara told her.

“So are you in a relationship now Sara?”

“No.”

Sara glanced at the TV and saw that now there were just two women making love to each other on the screen.

“Have you ever been with another woman Sara or in a threesome?”

“Nope.”

“You don’t know what your missing till you’ve tried it, it can be very pleasing for all and so sexy.”

“You’ve done that then?”

“Yes, many times and it’s very pleasant.”

“You mean when you were younger? I guess maybe if years ago I had the chance I might have done so as well.”

“Age has nothing to do with enjoying that kind of pleasure Sara. Many people our ages still enjoy that kind of intimacy with others. I’ll tell you a secret, the real reason I’m on this trip with Pete is because we were supposed to have been spending the weekend with a woman who backed out at the last moment.”

“No kidding? You two are really here to have sex with another woman?”

“Yes, but Pete did have business to attend to as well. We had so looked forward to having another play with us, as it has been a long time since the last time we played with someone else.”

“In fact Sara, when we saw you sitting there alone and looking sad we had both mentioned that it was too bad that you were not the one we had come to meet.”

“Your kidding right? I’m flattered, really I am but I don’t think, at this late stage in life I would ever have the nerve to do something like that.”

“Why not? If you thought about it when you were younger why should you feel different now?”

“I don’t know. For one thing I’m basically very shy when first starting out in a relationship, let alone trying a first time experience with a couple. I’m not sure I would be comfortable with it, let alone have the nerve to even try.”

“I don’t know Sara, you don’t seem the type who would not enjoy it once you became used to it. Your very upfront, I’m saying that because you admitted your real reason for being here. Secondly, you also admitted you would have done it had you had the opportunity when you were younger. As I said, age has nothing to do with consenting adults doing what is pleasant to them. I would bet that once you started you would want to continue and would enjoy yourself.”

“I can’t say if that would be true or not as not ever having done it, or had the opportunity to experience it, I can’t say I would have or not in all honesty. Knowing how I felt then and my desires now I would guess that I probably would have.”

” I get really turned on by pleasing another woman and by watching Pete fuck and eat another woman’s pussy as well. I’ve always been bisexual but I’m more bi then straight, which is why I enjoy watching my husband with another woman, as long as I get equal time with her as well. To be honest Sara I would rather please a woman than I would to be fucked by a man.”

Kate had gotten up again to refresh their drinks. Sara was going to tell her not to pour her another as she was already ten sheets to the wind as it was, but before she could Kate was back with fresh drinks. When she sat down again she sat closer to Sara so that their knees were almost touching as they faced each other on the couch.

“Sara I would love to be your first as would my husband. Pete finds you very attractive and told me so when we were talking about you in the lounge.”

Kate leaned closer to Sara, their knees now touching.

“Sara why don’t you let me show how aroused and pleased I can make you? I promise Sara the moment you don’t like what’s happening or you feel uncomfortable I will stop and that will be the end of it. I’ll not pressure you but I have a feeling you will love it.”

Sara had to admit the thought of it was exciting to her and she could already feel the wetness forming mecidiyeköy escort within her. She didn’t know if she would be able to go through with it or not no matter how exciting it sounded to her. Sara didn’t know what to say, she did so much want to say yes, but just stared at Kate not being able to say yes or no.

“Just relax Sara, I will go very slowly and you just have to tell me to stop the moment your not comfortable and I will stop immediately.”

Sara didn’t say anything but watched in excited fascination as Kate leaned closer to her until her lips touched hers in a slow kiss. Sara knew she was stiff as a board at the first touch of Kate’s lips on hers, but then she realized that she was kissing Kate back without thinking about it.

The kiss was turning Sara on, not because it was a great kiss, but because it was being given by someone of her own sex that made it all the more exciting to her. Kissing Kate was no different from kissing a man but still there was the added excitement because it was another woman kissing her.

Kate slipped her tongue into Sara’s mouth as their tongues twisted and mated in their mouths. Kate lifted her hand to Sara’s breast and cupped it gently. Sara pressed forward at her touch making Kate excited.

Kate undid the first two buttons on Sara’s blouse, slipping her hand inside. Her fingers found Sara’s nipple through the lace of her bra and rubbed it gently. Sara’s nipple became firm under the touch of Kate’s gentle fingers.

Kate slipped her hand under Sara’s bra lifting it away from her full breasts. Sara’s huge breasts spilled out filling Kate’s waiting hand. Kate was feeling the wetness forming in her lacy panties with each touch of her fingers on Sara’s nipples.

Kate tore her mouth away from Sara’s lips, hungry to take a nipple in her mouth. She latched onto her right nipple, sucking it gently into her mouth letting her tongue roll around it’s firmness, then gently sucking it.

Sara sucked in her breath as Kate suckled at her nipple. She didn’t even realize that she had arched her breast forward more fully into Kate’s eager mouth until she reached for her head to press her more deeply into her breast.

Sara was watching Kate’s mouth suck at her nipple and felt her arousal growing more as she watched this stranger sucking at her tit. Kate bit her nipple gently before moving on to her other nipple making Sara moan in her pleasure.

Kate pressed Sara back into the cushions of the huge soft couch till she was almost laying flat on her back. Kate didn’t want to scare Sara with her eagerness to please her so she tried to cool her own arousal and slow down.

“Does that feel good Sara? Do you like that when I suck on your nipples?”

“Fuck yes Kate, it feels wonderful. I love my nipples sucked like that.”

Kate slid her right hand slowly down over Sara’s round belly until her hand was resting at Sara’s crotch. She pressed the palm of her hand firmly into her crotch, feeling the wetness there through the material of her slacks. She moaned when Sara lifted her crotch up towards Kate’s seeking hand.

Kate couldn’t wait any longer to feel Sara’s wet pussy. Just the thought of touching her pussy made Kate have a small orgasm. She slipped her hand inside the waistband of Sara’s slacks finding a smoothly shaven pussy at her fingertips.

Now Kate was soaking her panties knowing she would soon be tasting that smooth pussy. Her finger found her slit and slipped inside to finger fuck her slowly. She shoved her finger deep inside Sara with each thrust. Christ, she had to bury her face in there soon or she was sure she was going to die from want and need.

Kate found her clit already hard and extended with her arousal and rubbed it slowly in a circular motion. She loved hearing the little moans and sighs Sara was making as Kate played with her clit.

“You like that don’t you Sara? Do you like how my finger rubs that sweet clit of yours?”

“Yes Kate, it feels wonderful,” this said in a breathless voice. Sara was on fire and she knew she wanted to feel Kate’s mouth at her pussy soon. “Oh shit Kate please eat my pussy, I’m on fire, I want to feel your mouth on me.”

Kate didn’t have to be asked twice, she pulled Sara’s slacks off then pulled her leg over the side of the couch so she could have easy access to her pussy. She buried her face deep inside licking at the sides of her pussy walls as she took her first taste of Sara. She tongue fucked her pussy, licking and sucking her clit, rubbing her tongue hard over her hard little nub before finally wrapping her mouth around her clit sucking it madly.

Sara was squirming all over the couch as Kate sucked her clit. She felt Kate slip her finger inside her pussy, finger fucking her while she sucked on her clit. “Oh god yes! Oh fuck that feels fucking wonderful! Don’t stop Kate, oh my god don’t stop, I’m going to cum!”

Kate sucked Sara’s clit harder pressing her tongue hard on her clit now and then. Sara came a few moments later filling Kate’s mouth with her sweet nectar. Kate didn’t give Sara any time to come down from her climax. She stood up quickly pulling Sara up with her. She pulled her behind her hurrying her into the huge bedroom with the king size bed.

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Terry stepped off the shuttle bus, walked around to the back, grabbed his bag while handing the driver a dollar tip. With his laptop bag over his shoulder, he grabbed the extended handle to his roller bag and headed through the automatic doors into the hotel lobby. Smiling at the desk clerk he said in a quiet voice, “I have reservations for Anders, Terry Anders.”

As the clerk entered the name in her computer he pulled out his wallet and grabbed his credit card. In a few moments the clerk handed him a card and asked him to initial in two places and then sign at the bottom. Terry handed her his credit card and then grabbed the pen, confirmed the room rate and the length of his stay and then initialed and signed the card.

The desk clerk then efficiently handed him back his credit card, retrieved the signature card from him and then handed him a folder with the room key card tucked in a precut slot. She waited for Terry to slip the credit card back into his wallet and then said, “You’ll be in room fifteen oh four, just take the elevators at the back of the lobby.” She pointed to the elevators while he took the folder from her and then grabbed his bag.

Checking his watch as he headed toward the elevators he saw it was still before four pm so he’d have an hour or so to relax before dinner time. He’d have time to research some of the surrounding restaurants before heading out. As the doors slid open he stepped into the shiny chrome trimmed elevator and pressed 15. The doors quickly slid shut and the elevator moved quickly upward.

When the elevator reached his floor, the doors opened and Terry stepped into the hallway and confirming the direction of his room, headed to the right beşiktaş escort and then slipped his key card into the door. The small light flashed green and he pushed the door inward, dragging his rolling back behind him. He moved the bag into the closet and stepped further into the room letting the door close behind him.

He eased the computer bag off his shoulder, zipped it open, pulled out his laptop computer and placed it on the desk. He opened it up, plugged the mouse cord into the USB port and turned on the computer. Reaching back into the bag, he grabbed a flash drive and placed it next to the computer. As the computer started up he kicked off his shoes, pulled off his shirt and pants and then sat down into the desk chair.

Remembering something, he spun in his chair, pulled a small set of earphones out of the computer back and plugged those into the computer. Once they were plugged in and he saw the computer had finished its startup ritual, he turned on the sound and then plugged in his flash drive. When the window popped up, he clicked through several layers of folders until he found the exact file he wanted.

With a double click he started the video file and then put the earphones in his ear, waiting for the video to begin. When it showed up in a small window, he clicked an arrow and the window expanded to full screen where he could see a slightly grainy view of a naked woman. She was in bed, on her back with her legs spread open.

Terry looked over the woman, her large breasts sagging a bit, her nipples jutting outward toward the viewer, her slightly paunched stomach rising and falling slowly as she breathed. Pausing the video, şişli escort Terry smiled, admiring the familiar territory of his wife’s body, remembering it as he saw it last a few days earlier. Yeah, he could have turned on the TV to a porn movie featuring some twenty year old actresses with tight little bodies, firm breasts and eager pussies, but somehow, this was so much more erotic to him. Certainly so much more real.

Clicking on play he watched as his wife’s hand moved down between her legs, her fingers parting her lips slightly, slipping inside and coating them in her wetness. As her fingers then moved up to her slit again, opening it and finding her clit, Terry took his palms and began circling them over his nipples. With just a bit of movement he could feel his nipples and cock harden.

His wife paused a moment, moving her fingers back and forth until comfortably on her clit and then she began a slow circling movement. Terry watched intently as her hand continued to move, quickening the pace a bit. After a few moments he watched her move her hips just a bit, lifting herself, pushing up to her fingers. As she continued, she began to move her hips a bit more, reminding him how she moved when they made love, as she lifted herself up to him.

A little later, Terry could hear a sound, a faint coo that was soon followed by a louder moan. He cock was hard by now, but teasing himself he only touched his nipples, leaving his cock throbbing wantonly against his jockey shorts. His wife moaned again loudly and lifted her hips, moving her legs in and out. Yes, he could see and hear it now, she was coming and she whined loudly, quickly pulled her bahçeşehir escort bayan fingers from her clit and closed her legs.

The video looped back to the beginning and as Terry slipped off his jockey shorts freeing his cock he could see his wife’s fingers dip once again into her pussy and then move glistening up to her clit. Wrapping his fingers around his cock he began moving his hand up and down his shaft as he intently watched his wife’s fingers move over her clit. As she lifted her hips for the first time, Terry lifted his, remembering how turned on he was filming his wife doing this.

Terry savored the sensations that were building in his cock as he continued stroking, lifting his hips and thrusting forward whenever his wife lifted hers. As he listened to her first moan he had to slow down his stroke a bit, wanting to time himself perfectly. His hand moved slowly now as he felt himself on the edge, hanging there, waiting for that special moment. Another moan and he stroked a bit faster, yes, the feeling was so good as it ran down his cock to his balls.

And then it happened, she began her whine, that incredibly beautiful sound she made when she came, when her body felt the intense pleasure shoot from her clit and take her completely. Terry’s hand moved quickly and he felt the hot splash of his come as it hit his stomach once, and then again. He continued stroking as he watched his wife pull her hand from her clit and close her legs, simply enjoying the sensations that filled her. Terry slowed his hand as the cum continued oozing down over his fist.

He grabbed a nearby towel and cleaned himself up as he watched the video loop once again and his wife’s fingers slip into her pussy. The video continued playing as Terry sat back catching his breath as his wife once again began lifting her hips. He left the video playing until she came again, then he clicked it off and got dressed for dinner. After dinner he’d give her a call and perhaps tell her of the wonderful video he watched that afternoon.

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(This is a true story…)

I had a torrid affair early on in my marriage. with a beautiful girl who was honestly out of my league. She had amazing lips and perfect breasts (only Yulia Nova could top hers). She was unhappily married. I made her laugh – I think that caught her off guard. We fucked whenever we could for the better part of a year – usually in a semi-deserted mall parking lot.

Eventually she returned to her marriage. I was sad knowing I’d never do as well as her again, though lord knows I tried. I was left with memories of her perfect form…and the lingering fantasy she had of me being with another guy.

After several disappointing women, I met Jim online. He was married, about 10 years older. He was very cool, listened to me bitch about women, and gradually earned my trust. He wasn’t the typical desperate curious guy who cared only about my stats. We shared the frustrations of married life and our fantasies – I told of him my the fantasy of being with another man. He also told me of a fantasy he had – aggressively taking a younger man. I told him I never knew bahçeşehir escort if I could actually do it. He very graphically told me about wanting to control a younger man, strip off his clothes, and force himself anally on a tight, younger ass.

The idea appealed to me, but I was concerned about having a cock inside of me. Jim assured me he was only about 5″ fully erect, so that seemed like a perfect fit. He also didn’t want to do anything to please me, which was fine with me. With women, I was always the dominant one, the aggressor. For some reason, the idea of pleasing a man, of taking the more submissive “female” role turned me on.

Jim never overtly asked me, but after a year of hinting and flirting, I decided it would be a turn on for me to give him the fantasy he wanted. We exchanged photos. He was an normal looking guy, attractive, masculine. He arranged to meet me at a decent hotel during lunch hour in the middle of the week, where neither of our wives would be any wiser.

The day of our meet arrived. I shaved my ass smooth. I have an athletic istanbul escort body – it turned me on knowing it was soon to be used by an older, horny married guy. I arrived, more nervous then I’d ever been before. I nearly bailed several times on the way there. We met in the back of the parking lot and he showed me up to the room. We chatted mindlessly for a few minutes and then he invited me to the bedroom.

Once inside, he pulled me to the floor. His gentle, unassuming personality suddenly transformed. I guess I should have been flattered – he obviously liked what he saw, but I now had my hands full. He told me to take out his cock. I was so nervous, I could hardly feel my mouth. I unzipped him – he wasn’t lying. His cock was small and thin, but hard as steel. He forced my head down. Tentatively, I licked his shaft and he spewed profanities. I heard him gasp as my lips wrapped around the head of his cock, my tongue swirling around.

He grabbed me and pulled me to my feet. He tried to kiss me, but I turned my head – I wasn’t willing to go there. I think this just escort bahçeşehir turned him on even more. He threw me onto the bed face down, and climbed onto my back. I felt his hot breath on my neck as he ground his hard cock into my ass crack. I began to get really turned on at this point, and swiveled my hips around. He slowly leaned back and peeled my underwear down. He bent me over and slowly applied lube to my ass. Then he thrust his cock right at my hole, and pulling back on my hips, forced his head inside me.

I very nearly passed out from the pain. I don’t know if he noticed or not, but he started humping me hard. I was trying to push him off, but by now there was no stopping him. Soon, the pain died down. I would call it pleasurable, but it was turning me on knowing how much he was getting off on fucking my virgin, ,straight ass. I could tell he was getting close to cumming – I could feel his body tense, and his strokes slowed down to a steady rhythm. We had agreed ahead of time he would pull out, but he was far too gone from lust. He came inside my ass, bareback.

I was simultaneously humiliated, shocked, numb and turned on. We dressed and he walked me down to my car. He was very concerned – I was walking with a fair amount of pain and he had been pretty rough on me. I assured him I would be OK and left. We met once more before he moved away…

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Fucking My Best Mate

By Darius Thornhill

Chapter 2

There was no discussion; we just entered the shower together. I turned the water on and let the cascade refresh our steamy bodies. Then I took the soap and began to wash him, paying particular attention to his arse and then to his cock and balls — soaping them up and massaging them with my hands.

As I hoped he soon became erect. He had a lovely cock — long and straight, quite thick and beautifully uncut. Once he was fully hard I turned the shower off and placed the soap in his hand. Turning round, I leaned forward so my bum pushed out towards him.

He didn’t need any further encouragement. He slid his hand down my lower back and between my cheeks. His soapy middle finger caressed my anus, which twitched and sent messages to my cock. At the same time he reached round and cradled my rapidly stiffening cock in the palm of his hand.

He began a gently rocking motion, timing pushes with his finger into my backside with long strokes of my cock. I parted my legs further and pushed back to encourage him. I was soon fully erect and enjoying the feeling as the tip off his finger slipped in and out of my hole. I could feel his growing erection pressing against my leg so I reached down to and started long up and down strokes, repeatedly letting my fingers close over the bell end then pulling back on his foreskin exposing the tip.

As we both became more excited I felt his finger probe deeper into me. I tried hard to relax my anal muscles to give him easier access and was rewarded by the feeling of two fingers opening me up. We both knew what was coming next. I felt his fingers slide out of me as he moved round to stand behind me. I placed my legs further apart again and leant forward presenting my anus to him. I felt more soap being applied to his cock before ataköy escort a beautiful firm, smooth and warm presence made itself felt at the entrance to my back passage. I reached back and pulled my cheeks apart at the same time pushing out to relax my sphincter. A little pressure… then a sudden easing and a erotically fuller feeling as the tip of his cock entered my willing arse.

I breathed deeply and tried to relax as much as possible. My cock was quivering with anticipation as Mike slowly and carefully pressed further into me. Once he had a little more of his cock inside he began to rock his hips slowly back and forth slipping his cock in and out as he did. This gave me the chance to anticipate his gentle thrusts and open myself at the right moment. Working together his big cock gradually lodged deeper into my bum. Then a felt a delicious stretching as the thickest part of him opened me for full penetration. Suddenly all resistance subsided and his long shaft buried itself fully into my wanton arse and made my whole body tingle with anticipation.

“Fuck Mike!” I groaned. “That’s feels so good…”

“You like to have me deep in your arse do you?”

“Don’t stop!”

“I won’t. Not ’till I’ve filled you with cum.”

I groaned as he started withdrawing his full length before thrusting it back home. As each thrust came faster and faster I felt his balls slapping against mine. My cock bobbed in time with his rhythm. His hands on my hips were pulling me hard against his body allowing his cock to bottom out deep in my taboo hole. The smooth warmth of his slippery cock felt natural inside me.

My thoughts started to concentrate on the deeply erotic feeling of my best friend’s cock driving up my arse and the rising tide of pressure in my cock, which was twitching in time with his fucking. avcılar escort As we both began to lose ourselves in primeval sex urges he fucked me faster and faster. I felt his cock swell and with the urgency of his coming orgasm. Mike began to groan in time with his ever deeper invasion of my arse. I grabbed my cock and started stroking it furiously. As his climax built I started squeezing his cock by flexing my buttocks in time with his thrusts – milking him while his body slapped against mine. He groaned again.

“I’m… cumming!” Mike exclaimed as he fucked me even faster. Suddenly he pulled me hard against him, buried his cock full length into me and started to jerk. I felt a series of spasms flow down his cock and pump his cum deep inside me. This sent me over the edge and I shot spurt after spurt against the shower wall. We both grunted and moaned as we came. My cock and arse pulsated with uncontrollable waves of orgasm and I could feel Mike hanging on to my hips as his cock emptied itself into me.

Slowly the waves subsided and Mike relaxed his tight grip on my body. He slowly eased his cock back and forth as it became softer allowing us both a few moments to recover. Eventually he stepped back and gave my bum a playful slap.

“Dan, you horny bugger! That was the fucking amazing,” he panted.

I stood up and turned round, sliding my hands round his bum and pulling him towards me. Our cocks kissed and for a few moments I looked at him. Both of us were breathing hard from our fucking and suddenly we were both laughing.

I slid open the shower door and handed him a towel. As we dried off we kept smiling and laughing with each other.

“We should have done this a while ago,” I said.

“Yes we should, but maybe, just now, the time’s right,” he replied.

“Fancy a drink?”

“Thanks, beylikdüzü escort that would be great.”

We went downstairs and sat naked in the garden sipping wine and chatting comfortably. My bum and cock felt warm, used and satisfied. The last of the afternoon sun made Mike’s body glow gold and as I looked at him I realised that I hoped this wasn’t going to be a one-off fuck session. I wanted to have him and be had by him again.

“Mike?”

“Yes?”

“I’d like it if you stayed tonight…. if you want to?”

“Yeah. I’d like that. I have some ideas…!”

“Oh yes?”

So he stayed over. He slept (well we did get some sleep) in my large bed. We talked, sucked each other’s cocks, buggered each other again then fell asleep. At one stage I woke up lying on my side and Mike, lying behind me, already had his cock half inside me and was slowly fucking my wet hole.

“Sorry,” he said. “I couldn’t resist!”

“Don’t be. You can fuck me whenever you want, wherever you want.” I reached behind me and pulled my cheeks apart to help him. I was in heaven.

He fucked me slowly and rhythmically until he came and then we fell asleep again. In the morning I laid him on his back, lifted his legs up over my shoulders and plundered his willing arse while I wanked his cock. After we both came we showered again and had breakfast. Then it was time for him to go.

As he came to leave he looked at me.

“Do you think you will tell Natalie?” he asked.

“Maybe, when the time is right. She’s very broadminded and we’re pretty open about stuff like sex.”

“Lucky you. I wish I could find someone like that.”

“You will Mike. You’re a good looking guy you know… and you’ve got a fabulous cock!”

“So have you, but don’t start that again. My arse is a bit sore and my cock needs a rest!”

“Mine too!” I replied.

“See you Mike”

“Yeah mate. Soon I hope.”

We gave each other more intimate hug than we’d ever done before. I watched him walk away to his car. He really did have a fit arse. My cock twitched in my pants.

Continued in Chapter 3…

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Rebecca was looking out of the window, not concentrating on the student discussion taking place. It was the end of a long week and she wanted to get home. She was in the final stages of her PhD in mathematics and should be submitting her thesis in a few weeks. She was currently helping her supervisor with an undergraduate teaching session.

When people met Rebecca they didn’t believe she was a self-proclaimed ‘maths geek’. She was in her mid twenties, stood at just over 6 ft and was strong and fit following a life time of sport. Almost in spite of her size, she was incredibly feminine. She had a naturally beautiful face, rarely wearing makeup and her shoulder-length chestnut hair was usually pinned up. She had modest B cup breasts but most people would say her best feature was her long shapely legs, she didn’t wear heels that often but when she did it only emphasized their effect.

When the teaching session ended she packed up her bag and started to head home, her flat wasn’t too far from the University so she often walked, enjoying the fresh air. As she left the campus she met her friend Simon who worked in the University Finance Office. Simon was married to Rebecca’s best friend and they had all met during their undergraduate degree.

Simon wasted no time in trying to convince Rebecca to join him and Jules for drinks that night. “What do you say Bex? You haven’t been to the club in a while.” The club was the rowing club they were all members of, and the bar was open most nights acting just as much as a social club as a sports one. They had rowed at University and Simon continued in the local men’s squad. Rebecca occasionally filled spaces in the woman’s squad but usually went out in her own single scull.

“I’m not sure that I’d be very good company, I didn’t get much sleep on the plane and the jet lag is going to kick in at some point.” Rebecca had recently presented a paper at a conference in Boston, she wasn’t really interested in entering academia but really enjoyed her chosen topic.

“Ooh, hark at me, jet setting all over the world, such a hardship”, Simon teased. The truth was, she did look tired but he knew that had little to do with her recent trip.

It was coming up to a year since David died and she had been throwing herself into her PhD to try to keep a handle on things but he knew she was barely holding on. She hadn’t been out with them for weeks and had barely been out on the water either.

“Please, just come for one, Jules will not forgive me if you don’t and I can’t spend another night on the sofa.”

Rebecca smiled, “Didn’t Jules tell me you’d collapsed on the sofa after going out last week? It seems you don’t need to bring me into your relationship with your furniture.”

Simon looked slightly embarrassed, “Does Jules have to tell you all of my secrets — no don’t answer that, I don’t want to know what else you know. So, are you coming?”

“Yeah ok, let me drop my stuff off, I’ll meet you there around 7 pm.”

“Thanks, Bex, you may have saved my life”, he joked. He headed off to his bus and sent a text to his wife, Jules: She’s coming, be gentle.xx

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For most of Rebecca’s early life she was fairly lonely. Her mother had died shortly after she was born and her father was heartbroken. Throughout Rebecca’s childhood he was very distant, although not intentionally so. Fatherhood had come late to him and without Rebecca’s mother he seemed lost.

Rebecca attended boarding school from the age of five and barely saw her father, even during school holidays. When her father died when she was 12 her life changed. Her last remaining relative was the half-brother of her mother that she had never really met. He was much younger than her mother and was only 28 when he was told he was now the guardian of a 12 year old girl. James was lucky that his wife, Emma, was so understanding and the couple bonded with Rebecca almost immediately. They weren’t able to have children and although they didn’t meet Rebecca until she was almost grown, they treated her as a daughter instantly.

Overnight Rebecca realised what she had been missing, James and Emma were warm and loving and she spent every holiday with them in the Lake District, a place that Rebecca fell in love with the first time she went there. They also introduced a tradition of going skiing at Christmas, ensuring a white Christmas every year.

At school she was not the most popular but seemed to get on with everyone. She was exceptionally clever, with a natural ability in mathematics and physics. Even at a young age she was tall and her size made her a star on a number of the sports teams but rowing and swimming were her favourites.

Her father had been extremely wealthy, he had made very wise investments and had a property portfolio. Jamie and Emma received £1 million a year for caring for Rebecca and Rebecca had been left the property and nearly £10 million as an inheritance, which she got access to on her 18th birthday.

Rebecca didn’t go wild when the money came through but she did make one extravagant purchase, a converted farmhouse in the Lake District, beşiktaş escort close to Jamie and Emma. Although she could have gone to any University, she chose to go to Manchester so that she wasn’t far from the Lakes.

Jules was the first person that Rebecca met when she moved into halls and was such a force of nature that she didn’t really give Rebecca a choice in whether they were friends or not. Jules was physically opposite to Rebecca, just under 5 ft tall, petite with short hair.

In fresher’s week, Rebecca went to the Rowing Club induction and Jules joined her — not because she had an interest in rowing but for the bodies of the male rowers. However once there she fell in love with the team spirit and became an outstanding coxswain, she just had a knack of shouting at people.

A couple of weeks into the first term, Rebecca and Jules came back from the first rowing club social and both were a little tipsy. Jules was raving about her huge crush she had on one of the guys in the second year, Simon, and was trying to ask Rebecca who she fancied the most from the club.

Rebecca replied in a non-committal way, a few had caught her eye but she hadn’t got round to telling Jules that she was bisexual and didn’t think this was how to do it. Jules didn’t let up though, “C’mon Bex, with a body like yours you could have your pick of men, who would you have — and it better not be Simon.”

“Really want to know?”

“No, I’ve been pleading with you for fun…”

“Ok, but don’t blame me if you freak out. Out of everyone there tonight there are three that caught my eye.”

“Now we’re talking, continue…”

“David was nice and he’s a good rower too. Ben interests me, but the best of the bunch is Jenny.”

“Jenny? Female Jenny?”

“Yes Jules, I’m bisexual.” Rebecca said, almost bracing herself for confrontation.

“Cool, are you going to ask her out?”

“That’s it — you not going to say anything else?”

“What do you want me to say?”

“I don’t know and thanks for being awesome and everything but could you at least freak out a little, I mean I have seen you naked.”

“Yes and aren’t you the lucky one but seeing as you didn’t name me on your list of possibilities I assume I am safe from your wicked intentions. So answer the question, are you going to ask Jenny out?”

“No, I don’t even know if she is that way inclined and I don’t want to make things weird.”

“But what if she was interested?”

“Then maybe, why?”

“No reason.” Jules said with a small smirk on her face as she drifted off to sleep — clearly forgetting they were in Rebecca’s room. Rebecca found her keys and went to open Jules’ room, then returned to carry her friend back to her room, thankful that she was as light as she looked.

The next day Jules ran up to Rebecca in the library and said, “She is, she is.”

“Who is, what?”

“Jenny is interested.”

“You asked her?” Rebecca hissed.

“Of course not but people will tell me anything and Laura told Jo, who told me that Jenny is a lesbian and had been checking you out all night.”

“Oh.”

“So ask her out.”

“Maybe.”

Jules stared at her friend pointedly, picked up Rebecca’s phone and said, “No time like the present.” Jules started typing a message and before Rebecca could stop her had sent a text to Jenny: Hey, fancy a drink later — Duke at 6 pm?

Rebecca had her head in her hands and said, “I can’t believe you did that, I won’t be able to go back to the club now.”

“Nonsense, just you wait and see.”

However, it looked like Jules was wrong as nothing came back. Just as she was about to admit her mistake and apologise to Rebecca a reply came through nearly an hour later.

Sounds great, sorry for the delay, battery had died. X

“Ha — told you!”

“Yeah, you weren’t so cocky a few minutes ago.”

“Just building the suspense, and don’t worry, I know that was meant to come out as ‘Thank you Jules.'”

Rebecca was waiting at the pub when Jenny arrived and Rebecca reminded herself to thank Jules later as she felt the strong pull of attraction. Jenny had really made an effort and was wearing a short skirt that showed off her legs with a strappy top. They had a few drinks and played some pool and Jenny took every opportunity to show she was interested. By the end of the night they were pressed up against a wall locked in a kiss with Rebecca’s hand up Jenny’s top. They pulled apart and Jenny suggested they went back to her shared house, offering slightly more privacy than the halls.

Once in her bedroom she leaped on Rebecca and pushed her backwards towards the bed. “You are so fucking gorgeous.”

“You’re pretty hot yourself,” Rebecca said as she peeled off Jenny’s clothes. They were both quite drunk and it didn’t take them long to get naked. They spent a few minutes appreciating each other’s breasts before Jenny climbed on top of Rebecca and tried to get into a sixty-nine position but they didn’t quite match. Realising it wasn’t working, Rebecca pulled Jenny into a sitting şişli escort position, so that her pussy was resting on Rebecca’s face. Wasting no time, Rebecca dove her tongue into Jenny’s dripping pussy, sucking the juices from her centre. In no time Jenny was panting and calling out Rebecca’s name but seemed to be teetering on the edge, not quite reaching her climax.

She cried out to Rebecca, “Ass, my ass, please.”

Moving to suck on Jenny’s clit, Rebecca used her fingers to spread some of Jenny’s juice around her asshole before sliding her finger in.

“Oh God, yes.” Jenny cried, finally cumming over Rebecca’s face.

When she had recovered slightly, she climbed off Rebecca and lay down next to her, pulling her into a sloppy french kiss. Once she had regained her breath, Jenny turned her attentions to Rebecca’s breasts, circling the nipples before pulling them into her mouth and gently biting them, causing Rebecca’s back to arch. Jenny moved her hand down Rebecca’s flat stomach, wasting no time in dipping her fingers into the wetness waiting for her. She pushed her fingers in and out while continuing to bite and lick Rebecca’s breasts, drawing her closer to climax. Rebecca came as Jenny used her thumb to rub her clit.

Kissing again, they fell into a sleep, the drink finally catching up to them. The next morning they both had slightly sore heads, which put a dampener on the passion of the night before. Rebecca asked, while running her fingers up and down Jenny’s sides, “so, assuming we can move at some point, what would you like to do today?”

“I was thinking you could take me shopping.”

Rebecca’s hand froze, “What do you mean ‘take you shopping’?”

“C’mon, I did my research on you, I know who your Dad was.”

Sitting up in disbelief, Rebecca asked quietly, “is that why you met me yesterday, because I’m rich?”

“No, I do think you’re gorgeous as well…”

“But that was the main reason?”

When Jenny didn’t answer, Rebecca got up and started pulling her clothes on saying, “you used me, no wonder you were all over me. I guess I should be thankful you were so greedy you showed your true intentions before we went any further – at least I had a good night of sex.”

Jenny looked like she’d been slapped but still didn’t say anything so Rebecca turned and stormed out, slamming the front door behind her.

By the time Rebecca got back to her room she was more upset than angry. She let herself into her room and threw herself on the bed. Hearing her friend return, Jules went to hear all the juicy details. Opening Rebecca’s door she realised something was wrong. She locked the door behind her and went over the bed asking, “What happened? What’s the matter?”

“She didn’t want me.” Rebecca said through her tears.

“What do you mean she didn’t want you? She turned you down?”

“No, she wanted me but not for me, she wanted my money.”

“What? She tried to steal from your purse?”

“No.”

“Sorry, I’m confused.”

Sitting up and facing her friend she told all, from the beginning. Jules had known that Rebecca had gone to boarding school so assumed she was well off but was shocked to hear just how much money Rebecca had. When she finished talking, Rebecca waited for Jules to say something, praying she wouldn’t have the same reaction as Jenny.

“What a bitch.”

Rebecca flinched and started crying again. Realising how it came out Jules reassured her, “No babes, not you, Jenny, a complete c u next Tuesday.”

Relieved and thankful for her friend’s loyalty she smiled for the first time, “Thanks Jules”

“Want me to go and beat her up?”

“You? I think she might kill you.”

“Hey, I may be small but I pack a hell of a punch.” Pulling Rebecca into a hug she continued, “Look she clearly has issues and you are better off without her. Like you said, at least you found out now before you got any deeper.”

“Yeah, I suppose. Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“How are you so cool about everything? When I told you about my sexuality you didn’t blink and it’s the same about my money.”

“I like you, you’re my friend, that’s all I care about.”

“Thank you.” Rebecca said quietly as she hugged her friend again. Jules continued, “Can I ask you something now?”

“Ok”

“How was the sex?”

Rebecca laughed at her openness, “Good, not amazing but we were drunk. She does have a great body though.”

“Well that’s something. I promise, next time I set you up, I’ll undertake a full vetting process for any potential suitors.”

“Thanks but no thanks, stay out of my love life for a bit please.”

“We’ll see.”

Jenny tried to reconcile with Rebecca but Jules steered her off at every turn before she eventually gave up. She withdrew from the rowing club and was seen out with some recent graduates. In the meantime Jules finally went out with Simon and it was clear they were made for each other.

Following the disaster with Jenny, Rebecca didn’t date again for a few months, until just before the Easter holidays. bahçeşehir escort bayan At another club social Rebecca realised how long it had been since she’d had sex and just how horny she was. Perhaps David had noticed the change or perhaps it was just luck but he managed to get Rebecca to dance with him.

David appealed to Rebecca because he was taller than her, which was a rarity. He had blond hair and blue eyes, with a classically handsome face. He too had a body sculpted by sport since a young age.

Dancing with him, Rebecca felt the sexual tension building and after a couple of songs they were both breathless. During the third song David took a chance and kissed Rebecca, who returned it greedily. At the end of the song, Jules put her arms around them both and said unnecessarily loudly, “if you two want to carry on you may want to go somewhere a little more private.”

David didn’t take his eyes off Rebecca and said, “Yeah, thanks Jules. Bex, do you want to get out of here?”

Breathlessly Rebecca answered, “Definitely.”

Jules didn’t see Rebecca for two days and was starting to get worried. Eventually her friend returned and Jules could see that she had nothing to be concerned about. Rebecca had a massive smile on her face and, more importantly, could barely walk. Jules once again locked them in Rebecca’s room and said, “Can I assume that you’re ok.”

“Mmmm hmmm.”

“Please get your mind out of the gutter, I mean really ok – considering what happened with Jenny and all.”

“Oh, yes, thanks Jules. The sex was amazing but we did also talk. He actually knew about me already but is a bit like you, it barely seemed to register.”

“How did he know?”

“He knows one of Jenny’s housemates who’d heard everything.”

“Oh, so he knows everything, girl sex and all.”

“Yep and he still likes me.” Rebecca said unable to keep the smile from her face.

“That’s good, let me know if I need to bring him into line.”

After that Easter the four of them were inseparable. Simon and Jules got married right after graduation. Rebecca went on to do her PhD. David proposed at Rebecca’s farmhouse in the Lakes and they got married a year later.

When David was killed, their whole group was torn apart. Rebecca went back into herself so much the others felt like they had lost two friends in the hit and run accident. For the first six months they barely saw her, she spent most of the initial period in the Lake District. Jules relied on reports from James and Emma and hated that she couldn’t take Rebecca’s pain away. When she was in the city, she was a gracious host when they went to her flat but she rarely met them in the outside world. She did eventually return to her PhD and outwardly seemed to be returning to the real world.

+++++

When Rebecca walked into the club she saw Jules talking to some of the other members and she realised how much she had missed them all. It hurt her to spend time with Jules and Simon because they were so connected with David but at the same time she understood that the hurt from being alone was greater. She made a resolve to stay for more than one drink to catch up with them properly.

The group looked up when they heard Rebecca arrived. Jules jumped up to give Rebecca a big hug, closely followed by the other girls. Simon was at the bar and called over to Rebecca to see what she wanted.

“I’m so glad you’re here Bex, I need your support against these two, they are ganging up on me.”

“What about, it’s not like you to need assistance in a debate.”

“I know but they are taking advantage of my isolation and bullying me.”

Steph interjected, “We are talking about Harry Potter for god’s sake, I don’t think you can bring bullying into it. All we are saying is that the films are better than the books”, she said with a twinkle in her eye. She knew this was a touchy subject for Jules.

“But how can you even say that, there is so much missing from the films, so many layers of character depth that just aren’t portrayed — I mean what about Peeves! He’s not even in the films at all.”

Rebecca let the exchange go back and forth, pleased Simon had dragged her out. He came back to the table with the drinks and raised his eyebrows at the heated discussion. “Harry Potter?” He asked with a chuckle.

“Yes, but I think they need to agree to disagree, before the UN needs to be called in.”

“OK, let’s leave it — for now,” Jules said with a meaningful stare at Steph and Amy — “How was Boston Bex, successful?”

“Yes I think so. But I’m sure you’ve all had an update on me from Simon, what’s been going on with you guys. Amy, did anything happen with the guy you were sneaking off with at Steph’s birthday?”

Amy looked up and said, “Yeah, it’s nice, I’ve seen him a few times since then.”

Steph nearly spat her drink out, “A few times, we’ve barely seen you…”

Amy kicked Steph under the table and shot a worried look to Rebecca who looked confused for a second but then realised what was going on. “You don’t have to hide happiness from me guys. Just because I’ve been under a rock for most of the year, doesn’t mean that your lives should stop. Hopefully one of these days I’ll begin to feel human again and find my old self.” She excused herself to go to the bathroom and had to take a moment to collect her thoughts. Although she meant what she said she was a bit overwhelmed by their concern.

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Dr Lowenstien wanted to ease the tensions of the brother and sister who sat in her session room. As a psychologist she was hired by their parents to deal with the fall out of a recent event. Their mother had discovered them apparently having sex. She had not shared all of the details, something that would have to come out during the sessions.

But their mother trusted Dr. Lowenstien, probably because she was also woman and a mother. Mike and Christy, the siblings before her are just teenagers, 19 and 18, and are still living at home. They are rather ashamed to be here, which is the first thing to work on.

??”Let me start out by saying that anything that occurs here, stays here. I will never repeat anything you say to me to your mother or father unless you direct me to do so. Now for the record I do not know about the details of what occurred between you. I will tell you that I have had many sessions with your mother and a couple with your father about this.”

At this news Mike and Christy looked uncomfortable. “Before you let your imaginations run to the negative. Let me tell you, I am very proud of your parents. They came here worried parents, but were open enough to listen and learn. And today they are both very happy and in fact excited about the future.”

“Excuse me Dr.” Mike said,”but how does that affect us? I’m glad their happier after seeing a psychologist, but that’s not why they made us come here. Clearly they are not happy with us.”

“That is where you are wrong Mike. They love you and are far happier with you than you now understand. But I will get to that. To start off as you know your mother told me that she caught you having sex.”

“We weren’t having sex” Christy blurted out.

“You and your brother did not have sex?” the Dr. asked.

“No we didn’t” Christy answered.

“Well I’m a bit confused, your mother told me she caught you both naked with Mike on top of you, ‘Fucking your brains out’ to quote your mother.”

“That’s not what happened” Christy said.

“Okay, why don’t you tell me exactly what did happen.” Dr. L. said.

Christy started speaking first “We were on our way to the lake to go fishing for the weekend. We have a big truck with a camper shell. Mike and I like to ride in the bed that goes over the cab of the truck. It’s great you can see out the front, mom and dad are in the cab with only a small window connecting the cab to the camper, lots of privacy. On the way there I did something I had thought about doing before but never did. I mean it’s not like Mike has never seen my body before, just not like. well…..”

Christy was having trouble telling the story so Mike continued,

“We were riding up there talking, looking out the window. Christy had a blanket over her and while I was looking out the window I didn’t notice what she was doing.

Then all of the sudden she says “Mike look over here” And she pulls off the blanket, and she’s completely naked. I was speechless I said “What are doing”

Then she said ” I want to be naked, and Mike if you don’t take off your clothes too, I will tell mom and dad that you ripped all my clothes off of me.”

“You said that?” The Dr. asked

“Yes,” Christy replied sheepishly.

“Mike what did you do?”

“I guess the sight of her laying there nude was too tempting. I didn’t think that much about it, I just stated taking off my clothes. And when I was nude next to her I had a huge, you know”

“Erection.” Dr. L. said

“Yes, and Christy asked me.” Mike started to say.

“I asked him if it hurt, it just looked so hard.” Christy said, “Then I said that if he would let me touch it, I would let him touch me. He agreed and I reached over and started to rub his cock. It felt so warm and soft but hard at the same time. I really liked touching it. He rubbed my tits for a while which felt really good. Then while I was rubbing his penis he ran his hand over my pussy. First he cupped my mound, then started rubbing his middle finger up and down my pussy lips. It felt really good.

Then he started to push his middle finger into me. He started finger fucking me. Then he had two fingers in me, and it was pretty tight. As he was finger fucking me it felt really good but then it hit me that my brother was inside my pussy. I mean just his fingers were, but still my brother was inside my pussy. I didn’t want to stop fooling around but I needed to change things.”

Mike continued,”So she reached down and pulled my fingers out of her pussy.”

“Then she said ‘Mike I want to know what it feels like to make love. I don’t want to fuck I just want you to lay on top of me so I can see how it feels.’

“So I got between her spread legs and lowered myself on top of her. My cock pressed against her outer pussy lips. For the first time I was laying nude on a beautiful naked woman, I didn’t care if she was my sister or not. I kissed her passionately and started to hump her slowly, sliding my cock back and forth along her outer pussy lips. It felt ataköy escort really good and we were both really getting into it if you know what I mean. Christy had her knees up and then wrapped her legs around my ass as I humped against her. She was panting really hard and then she let out a loud gasp as she grabbed me hard and pushed her pussy hard against my cock. I think she had an orgasm. It was all too much for me and I started cumming and shot my cum all over her stomach and pussy. When I was finished cumming I collapsed on top of her.

“And it was then that we saw mom. I don’t know how long she had been standing there. She must have crawled through the cab window, which she hardly ever does.” Mike said.

“We weren’t fucking” Christy said. “I mean I know what it must have looked like, but I didn’t fuck my brother. She just won’t believe us.”

“Well I believe you” Dr. L. said.

“Can you just tell our mother so she will stop freaking out about this?”

“Well it’s a little more complicated than that. So before we consider that option did the two of you ever mess around before or after this event?”

“Not really,” Christy said. “I mean I’m kinda a tease sometimes”

“Kinda a tease!” Mike said rolling his eyes “You wear only a T-shirt and panties as “Pajamas”, no bra, and go prancing around the house in them every night for hours. Your clothes get wet and you strip nude on the back porch and walk into the house holding them only barely covering your assets. You drop your towel coming out of the shower. You spy on me in the bathroom, hiding in the shower. and on and on” Mike said.

“Is this true” the Dr. asks.

“Well, yes. I just like my brother and he’s got a hot body and I know he likes looking at mine. I mean he’s not all that innocent. He wears just jockey shorts around the house a lot. If he catches me taking off my wet clothes on the porch and then coming in, He accuses me of wanting to give him a show and jumps on me pulling off my towel or clothes until I’m naked, forcing me to run back to my room totally nude.”

“Okay I get the picture. There has been a lot of sexual interest and curiosity and even tension between you and this event was kind of the climax. No pun intended. Are you planning on ever repeating what happened?”

“No, no of course not” they both answered

“Hold on you two let me first remind you that everything you say to me is a secret. Secondly let me rephrase the question. If you had the opportunity, and you were both really in the mood and you knew no one would ever catch you or find out would you possibly do it again?”

They were silent for a bit. Mike shrugged his shoulders.

Christy finally spoke “Maybe, I mean probably.”

Then Mike said, “Well yeah I mean if we were all alone and this wouldn’t happen again, I mean no one would find out”

“Okay, well here’s another question. What if other people knew you guys were messing around but they didn’t care?”

“You mean like our parents knew but didn’t care? I thought you were talking about reality.” Mike said.

Dr L. said “Let me tell you something about my conversations with your mother. Just listen for a minute. I ask parents who they ideally want their kids to have sex with. And they all tell me that they want them to have sex with someone they love and care for, and who will love them back. They say they would prefer their kids wait until marriage to have sex, but admit that today that may be asking too much.

Furthermore, I spend a lot of time showing them statistics and information about how much happier couples are when they have a lot of sex. Couples with having sex are healthier, happier, have better memory, are less likely to get sick, are more confident, which for guys can lead to higher income potential and both partners literally become more physically attractive.

And if this weren’t enough, these benefits are cumulative. The more years of your life that you have a high level of sexual activity, the more benefits you get. And further, while everyone benefits from high levels of sexual activity, younger people benefit the most.

“But our society has a problem. We want our kids to wait until they’re older and wiser before getting into a long term committed relationship and especially wait to get married. And study after study show that people who get married when they are older are more likely to stay married and raise healthier kids.

“But that leads to a problem. We know for a fact that high levels of sexual activity are extremely beneficial and can in fact lead to very successful and happy people. But we don’t want young people to be in serious relationships until they are older and more mature.

“So what do we do to resolve this? Well here at the Lowenstien sex therapy institute we have been advising some people on an alternative. It’s really part of an on going research program to study the long term effects of this type of therapy. For that’s what it really is. It’s therapeutic avcılar escort and helpful to all involved.

“Okay Dr. you lost me. What is this therapy or course of action or whatever you’re talking about?” Mike asked.

“The solution to the problem of getting young people to wait to get married until later in life but still receive the benefits of high levels of sexual activity without harmful side effects is actually very easy, but is sadly only available to a few.

We are currently working with a few families now and your parents after much discussion and honestly much excitement on their part have whole heartedly agreed that they would like you to be a part of our ongoing research project, in fact they insist upon it. Isn’t this great news? You won’t have to hide your attraction to each other any longer.”

But mike asked “Dr. I’m sorry to be so dumb but I don’t know what you’re talking about. What research project? What do our parents insist upon?”

“Oh I’m so sorry, I just get so excited I forget to explain. You see the solution to the problem I was talking about is simple, it’s not currently accepted by society at large but with our research project, we’re hopeful that someday it will be.

The advantages of having sex with some whom you love and trust, and who you are free to experiment with, with the full support of our trained staff guarantees the outcomes are wonderful.”

“What, have sex? With who? I do not understand?” Mike said frustrated.

“Oh Mike you’re so funny. You have sex with each other of course.” Dr. L. said. “Now we have a lot of paperwork to complete before we get stared…”

“Wait a minute. Are you saying what I think you’re saying? My parents know about this thing you’re doing and they want us to be a part of it and that includes having sex?” Mike asked bewildered

“Yes” She answered.

“But we just got done telling you how we didn’t have sex with each other. Christy and I are both virgins.” Mike said.

“Let’s be honest you two, you guys did a lot in that camper. If you’re mom hadn’t found you, you would have eventually had sex. Probably not on that trip, but the next one or the one after that. And virginity is a problem easily cured.” Dr. L responded.

“But what if we don’t want to be part of this program?” Mike asked.”

“You don’t want to have sex with your sister?”

“That’s not what I asked.” Mike said

“So you do want to have sex with your sister?” Dr. L asked

“What, huh I dunno I guess…” Mike stammered.

“Well if I can speak,” Christy said, “I never really planned what happened. It just felt right. And yes if we hadn’t been caught I’m sure we would have done it again. And yes that may have eventually led to us having sex.” Christy said, Mike looked stunned

“Thank you for your honesty Christy.” Dr. L. said. “So to be direct, that said, if we were to just jump ahead, could I just say that it’s true that you would like to have sex with your brother?”

Christy was silent for a minute and was looking at the floor when she muttered “…yes.”

“I’m sorry Christy I didn’t hear you what was that?”

“Yes.” Christy said.

“Perfect, so did you hear that Mike, your sister would like to fuck you. Would you be willing to make her happy and have sex with her?”

Mike took a moment and then said quietly “Ya, I would”

“Perfect than it’s settled you’re in the program” Dr. L. said.

??”What program?” Mike asked.

“The research program, the one I’ve been talking about. It’s already been agreed upon by your parents but before we continue I think I should read this letter from your mother.??

THE LETTER: “Mike and Christy, I want to apologize to you both. I didn’t understand then what I do now. Thanks to Dr. Lowenstien I have learned so much about the importance of copulation in our lives. I really had no idea. I assure you your father is much happier now, as am I.

But that is not the point. Dr. L. got us to understand that what you two shared in the camper was not only special but truly a gift. After I learned all Dr. L. taught us I wished so much that I had known it when I discovered you. I would have encouraged you instead of freaking out. But then I realized that if I hadn’t seen you two having sex, I would have never found Dr. L.?

So to the point, thanks to Dr. L., I not only forgive you for your actions in the trailer I strongly approve of them. In fact I give you my permission, if only retroactively. Let me be clear, because it is so important for your young bodies and minds and future success in life, I want you two to continue to copulate.

As your mother I want only what is best for you. And sometimes what I tell you to do may sound strange, but it’s for your own good. So as your mother, and your father agrees, I insist you take part in Dr. L.’s research program, in fact I demand it.

You are to do exactly what she tells you to do. As participants of this program you will be required beylikdüzü escort to copulate. I know this may sound shocking, but you seemed to enjoy it. So, if you expect us to pay for your room and board and college and car payments and insurance and on and on, you will do as you are told and copulate.

This is from the heart, but still a requirement, if you want to live under our roof. ?I really do love you both and am so happy and excited about your future. ?Love Mom. ?P.S. I have a surprise waiting for you.”

“What is copulate?” Christy asked.

“It’s another word for sex” Dr. L. said.

“Is mom saying she now wants us to fuck?” Mike said.

“Yes.” Dr. L. said.

“But she was mistaken we never did fuck.” Mike said.

“You are in our research program now and I assure you that as participants you will be fucking. In fact your mom said it’s a requirement. I don’t think you will mind, not really”

“So my mom is ordering me to fuck my brother?” Christy asked.

“Yes.” said Dr. L.

“I just feel mixed about this. I mean it’s not that it might not have happened eventually, maybe. But to be told I have to give my virginity to my brother is a lot to take in”

“Indeed it is. But we already thought of that, and that is part of the surprise your mom mentioned.” Dr. L. said.

“What’s the surprise?” Christy asked.

“Well why don’t you two follow me and I’ll show you.”

They stepped outside and their mother was in the lobby. “Mom what are you doing here?” Christy said a little embarrassed.

“Dr. L. suggested I be here. She thought we needed to get the family together as soon as possible. I am so proud of you two, and so happy.”

“So you really aren’t mad at us anymore?” Christy asked.

“Of course not, please forgive me for freaking out.” Christy hugged her mom and so did Mike. It was a tearful reunion and a relief from the pressure of the last few weeks.

“So do you want to see your surprise?” Mom asked.

“I thought you were the surprise” Christy said.

“Nope, follow me.” mom said. They stepped into the parking lot.

“What’s that doing here” Mike exclaimed. They were looking at the camper where all of the trouble had begun.

“We’re going for a drive” their mom said.

“A drive to where?”Christy asked.

“That’s the second part of the surprise. I’ll tell you later.” mom said. Everyone got in the truck, Beverly, their mom was driving the truck, Mike, Christy, and Dr. L. rode in the camper that was mounted on the truck.

“Most of the time it’s impossible to turn back time” Dr L. was saying. “But today we will. you are both starting out on what will be a whole new and improved life. To make it easier I thought we should go back to where all the fuss happened in the first place. Now to start, you understand that you are to follow my directions completely and to the letter without question?”

They both answered “Yes.”

“Good, but do you trust me?”

They both gushed about how they had never met anyone whom they trusted to quickly and thanked the Dr. for all she had done to calm the rough waters of their family.

“Excellent. Because now I am giving you your first directions. As your mother drives us, I want you both to get up on the cab over bed and repeat exactly what happened before. And I mean everything. If I want you to do something different along the way I will let you know. So get on the bed and let’s get started.” They did as they were told.

Their mother started driving down the freeway. “Okay Christy go ahead and get under that blanket and strip off your clothes like you did before.” Dr. L. said.”

“Your going to watch us?” Christy asked.

“Absolutely. I am your doctor, I’m here to guide you and help you and heal you. And getting over feelings of embarrassment is a big part of what I teach. Christy got under the blanket and was clearly undressing

“Boy this is weird. It’s totally dejavu.” Mike said.

“Mike stop thinking that, you need to focus on the moment.” Dr. L. said. “Okay Christy do your thing”

Christy who was laying next to Mike under the blanket pulled off the blanket and said “Ta da”.

“Wow you’re amazing you’re so hot.” Mike said.

“That’s not what you said” Dr. L. said.

“Oh yeah. What are you doing Christy?” Mike said.

“I want to be naked. If you don’t take off your clothes too I’m going to tell mom you stripped me nude and raped me.” Christy said.

“You didn’t say that” Mike said.

“I know but you are planning on raping me.” Christy said.

“I am not,” Mike defended.

“I know but I’m pretty sure that at some point she is going to order you to fuck me, and I can’t really say no can I?” Christy said.

“I know but I thought you wanted me to?” Mike said concerned.

“I do want you to silly. It’s just more fun to think about how I have no choice and that we are being forced to fuck. Forced to commit incest. The idea just gets me hot.” Christy said.

“Enough chit chat, Mike take off your clothes” Dr. L. said.

Mike stripped, his hard cock was in view. “Now what?” Mike said

“If I let you touch me, can I touch you?” Christy said.

“Uh, sure” Mike stammered.

“It’s so hard, does it hurt?” Christy said.

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