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AUTHOR’S NOTE

These events take place eight months after the events in Dear Diary – Habeas Corpus.

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May 8th, 2020

Dear Diary,

Last night had to be one of the sexist things I’ve ever done. Watching Ryan fucking his new toy as I knelt behind him, playing with his balls while telling him what to do, listening to him moaning as he fucked it… and that scream when he came the second time? Just thinking about it is making me wet.

What I wouldn’t give to be twenty-years younger so I could keep up with him. We’d be fucking all the damn time, so much so he wouldn’t have time for any extra pussy… even a fake one.

We are absolutely, positively, going to have to do that again… but not tonight. Tonight my wingpussy gets the night off because it’s my turn for a good fucking.

“UPS just delivered this for you, Ms. Burkes,” Rachael said, her voice slightly muffled by her mask as she placed the rectangular box on my desk. “New shoes?”

I glanced at the plain brown shipping box and tried not to blush as I put my mask on. I’d timed my purchase so the damn thing was supposed to be delivered tomorrow, on Friday, when I’d be the only one in the office. Despite the company’s promise of discrete shipping, I didn’t want to risk anyone knowing what I’d ordered, and I didn’t want it delivered to my apartment in case the shipping wasn’t as discrete as the company promised. There were no obvious markings on the outside of the box other than the shipping label, and it was about the right size to contain a shoe box, so I went with it.

“Yeah. I thought I’d treat myself.”

I saw Rachael’s smile in her eyes if not her lips behind the mask. “I’ll be so glad when this is all over.”

I bobbed my head. “Yeah. Me too. I’ve never bought shoes, or any clothes for that matter, online before, but…” I said with a shrug, allowing my voice to trail away as I pulled the box off my desk and put it on the floor.

“A girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do, right?” she asked before turning away.

“That’s right,” I responded with an unseen smile of my own.

I waited until she was out of my office before picking up the box again and turning it over in my hands to examine all six sides. There was nothing that indicated what the box contained. I looked at the shipping label and sighed in relief while pulling my mask off and laying it on my desk. Other than the shipping marks UPS used, the label had only my name, my firm’s address, and an originating address. Not daring to open the package in the office, I returned the box to the floor.

Nobody knew about Ryan and me. Late last year, Ryan Kirkwood had talked me into his bed, and I never left it. He claimed he wasn’t ashamed that he was fucking a woman old enough to be his mother, and I damn sure wasn’t ashamed that I had a lover that was young enough to be my son. Ryan made me feel, for the first time in perhaps decades, sexy and desirable. Best of all, because he’d turned twenty-eight less than a month ago, I didn’t feel like I was robbing the cradle… and Jesus Christ could the man fuck.

Ryan wasn’t model handsome, but he was still a good-looking guy, trim and well built, especially when compared to men my age, and glowed with youthful vitality. Better than how he looked or fucked was how he treated me. He was absolutely his own man, and was clearly the leader in our relationship, but he treated me better, and with more respect, than my ex-husband ever did… the selfish prick.

For the first couple of months, I wanted him all the fucking time. Our relationship wasn’t a secret, but except for an occasional dinner out, most of our time together was spent with him churning my butter. We were friends with benefits, he was fucking me six or eight times a week, and I was loving it despite my near continual soreness. I hadn’t realized how sex starved I was until I wasn’t anymore, but despite my desire, too soon I couldn’t keep up that torrid pace any longer.

Then the world began to burn. Restaurant, theaters, and bars began closing, and people were forced to stay inside. Paul, the other partner in Chelsey and Burkes, and I began alternating our days in the office, each of us bringing in one paralegal to work with us, while the rest of the office worked from home. Valverde and Kobelt, the firm where Ryan was an associate, had all their lawyers working out of their homes, and they went into the office only if they had to meet a client. We continued to see each other, and still enjoyed our time together, but even with little to do but stay home, the frequency of our fucking continued to slowly decline. The reduction wasn’t because I wanted him less but because in another month I’d be fifty-three fucking years old. I simply couldn’t fuck all the time like he could and needed time to recover, especially after one of our particularly energetic sessions.

With etimesgut escort so little other entertainment options available, I’d been concerned that if I didn’t put out he’d drop me like a hot rock. I hadn’t given him enough credit and we’d slowly settled into the rhythm we were in now. We were fucking Wednesday night, Friday night, sometimes Saturday and Sunday morning, but always Saturday and Sunday night. By the time we were done Sunday night I was aching and ready for a break. In the beginning, while I was recovering, I’d supplemented the fucking with blowjobs and hand jobs when we were together, but he’d gradually put a stop to those, claiming to prefer to hold me until we could enjoy ourselves together.

Ryan and I didn’t sleep together every night, but when we did, he was always diamond hard when we went to bed. He always kissed, caressed, and teased me throughout the night, amping up the intensity of the caresses from both his lips and fingers after we went to bed. It was his way of letting me know he wanted me if I was interested, but he never tried to coerce me, and best of all, he tried not to make me feel guilty when I denied him.

The key word was tried… because I did feel guilty. I knew he wanted me, and Goddammit, I wanted him, but some nights I just couldn’t, and trying and failing was worse than not trying at all… for both us. I felt guilty for winding him up and then cutting him off, and he felt guilty for ‘pushing’ me into sex… even though I always assured him he hadn’t pushed me into anything and that I wanted it as badly as he did.

I glanced at the box sitting at my feet. Tonight, I was going to surprise him with something new. When my womanhood was having a little R and R–rest and recover–I’d have a wingman… or wingwoman… or maybe most accurately, a wingpussy to back me up. Not knowing for sure if he’d be willing to go for it, I’d first thought I’d buy the basic model fleshlight, along with the recommended lubrication, cleaner, and powder. When he couldn’t fuck me, he could fuck the toy, and I could enjoy watching him, but then I discovered the clear one at the same price point. Being able to see his rock-hard cock fucking and then coming inside a pussy?

Oh fuck yeah! Sign us up! the devil that sat on my left shoulder had brayed.

I smiled to myself. One of these days, listening to that bitch was going to get me into trouble, but I couldn’t hate her. She was, after all, the reason I had Ryan now. She was the one who kicked my angel’s ass and convinced me to go home with him that night.

Our first time together, he’d taken me to nirvana six times over the course of the night, and had wanted to fuck me a seventh time in the shower the next morning. I’d wanted him, I’d desperately wanted him that seventh time, but that had been an indicator of things to come. I’d had to shut him down because I was simply too sore to accept him. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t out fuck him. That was great because he always left me a panting, shuddering, mess, but at the same time, I was afraid I was leaving him wanting. He never complained, and often claimed that I’d ‘worn his ass out,’ but I didn’t know if he was telling me that because it was true, because he didn’t want me to feel guilty, or because he was stroking my ego. I damn sure hadn’t been able to ride his cock four times in one night again, and having a tumble at night and then again the next morning was the best I could manage.

I glanced at the box again. Tonight, if he’d go for it, I was going to find his limit. I’d been fantasizing about my evil plan since I clicked on the checkout button. During that amazing night of passion, we’d gone twice almost without pause. After he came, he ate me to another shattering orgasm before fucking me again. After our second round, there’d been a few hours pause as we slept. While I was sleeping the sleep of the truly well fucked, he slipped away for food before we fucked again, and then I’d woken him in the middle of the night for a fourth round. I wanted to know, I desperately wanted to know, how many times he could come before going soft, and how many times in a night I could revive him.

We’re going to wear that sexy motherfucker’s cock out tonight!

We need to make sure he wants too, my angel countered. We don’t want to make him uncomfortable.

Uncomfortable? my devil sneered in response. By the time we’re done with him tonight, he’s going to be so relaxed he won’t be able to be uncomfortable!

I smiled to myself. I didn’t know why it mattered, considering I had a hard enough time keeping up with him as it was, but the idea of fucking him to exhaustion had become a brain worm. Having my devil constantly yammering on about him fucking the toy all night, while constantly screaming and coming as he did, was making me crazy.

During my divorce, I’d pulled back from my friends. I realized now that I was probably etlik escort being stupid, but it seemed like my friends had started considering me a threat to their marriage. That had all changed with Ryan. He made me feel good about myself, and if this stupid fucking pandemic ever ended, and my life returned to normal, I wanted to start trying to reconnect. My smile spread slightly as I imagined us sitting around in a hen party, wine glasses in our hands as we compared their husbands to Ryan, and them realizing I was no threat to their marriage at all. Only a fool would trade a thoroughbred for an ass… and nobody had ever accused me of being a fool.

-oOo-

I dropped my purse and the box on my bed, almost tingling with excitement. Ryan normally came here because he claimed he was tired of seeing the same four walls in his apartment. I didn’t mind. We alternated weekends and Wednesdays, but the other nights, if we spent the evening together, he was here.

I had about twenty minutes before I needed to start dinner, and I was anxious to see my purchase. I hurried to the kitchen and returned with scissors that I used to open the shipping box. Inside was a smaller box with the product visible in a clear window, along with another small cardboard box that contained the lubricant, cleaning spray, and the powder that was supposed to extend the life of the toy.

I slit open the small box, checked the contents to assure it was all there, and then placed the box aside and turned my attention to the toy itself. I removed it from its box and examined it. Fleshlight was a good name for the product because it looked like an oversized flashlight, except on the business end, where the lightbulb would be on a flashlight, there was a thick rubber pad with a vagina molded in. I carefully inserted my fingers into the orifice. It was slightly tough going as I hadn’t used any of the lube. I considered doing so, and trying it again, but I didn’t have a lot of time. I placed the toy aside and glanced over the directions. The only part that wasn’t self-explanatory was the section on cleaning and storing, which I quickly, but carefully read.

I glanced at the clock and tucked everything away in my bedside table before hurrying outside and tossing the all the boxes into the complex’s recycling bin. I wanted to leave no evidence of my purchase to spoil the surprise. If he refused to use his toy I had no way to return it, but I’d be too embarrassed to return it anyway, so no harm done.

I was preparing our meal, Caesar salads with leftover grilled chicken, when I heard the bolt snap. I continued slicing the chicken. Ryan had offered me a key to his apartment a month or so ago, and I’d reciprocated by giving him a key to mine. We were still clearing each visit in advance but were letting ourselves in with our keys. We were taking our growing relationship in steps, but I liked the path we were on.

He hummed as he entered and closed the door. “That looks good.”

“You don’t even know what we’re having.”

“I wasn’t taking about the food.”

He’s such a sweetheart, my angel murmured.

And sexy as fuck too! my devil agreed.

I smiled as scraped the chicken onto a plate, pausing before opening the microwave as he surrounded me in his arms and nuzzled the back of my neck. I stood, enjoying the slow caress of his lips until he pulled back. I popped the chicken into the microwave, started it on half-power, and then turned to face him for a proper greeting. He needed no other invitation as he pulled me into a slow kiss.

After a leisurely caress of my lips, he released me and took a step back, glancing at the bowls of romaine, croutons, parmesan cheese, and the bottled dressing on the counter standing like a soldier at attention. I’d settled on a salad because I didn’t want to feel full, and because I was so distracted by what I hoped we’d be doing later I was afraid I’d make a mess of anything complicated.

“Salads?”

“Yes. Is that okay?”

He smiled at me in that mischievous way he had. “Sure. You know me… I enjoy eating pretty much anything you put in front of me.”

He said it in a perfectly normal voice, but he was exceptionally good at saying things that had a deeper meaning. It made me feel so damned wicked when he said things like that in public, when we could still go out in public, his words meaning one thing to me and something else entirely to anyone that might have overheard. Best of all, he knew when to do it, and when not to, so to not embarrass me.

“So I’ve noticed,” I murmured as I turned to the microwave again.

“I have keep my strength up,” he whispered as he stepped in close and pulled me backwards into his chest again, the breath from his words tickling my neck.

I could feel his hardness pressing against my back. His hands were draped loosely around my stomach to hold me close as we watched the microwave tick down to zero. When eve gelen escort the appliance beeped, I opened the door.

“You don’t seem to have any trouble keeping your strength… or anything else… up,” I said as I retrieved the plate, a small smile dancing over my lips.

“That’s not on me,” he murmured as I pulled out of his embrace. “That’s on you.” He paused a heartbeat. “Not that I mind, of course.”

I snickered and shook my head as I forked the chicken onto the salad. Wednesday, during our lovemaking, he’d fucked my tits until he came when I started drying after my orgasm. “Don’t you ever stop?”

“What? You’re the one making suggestive comments,” he said as he pulled two glasses from the cabinet.

“Me?” I exclaimed in mock outrage. “What about you?”

“What about me?” he asked, his tone teasing. “I’m taking about salads, and you’re over there talking about me keeping things up.” I slapped playfully him on his ass. “See! That’s what I’m talking about! I’m trying to get our drinks, and you’re groping me.” When he paused, I turned to see what he was doing. He was watching, clearly waiting for me to turn to face him. “Not that I mind that either,” he rumbled.

Giggling, I picked up the dressing bottle, twisted the lid off, and squirted dressing onto the salads. He was still watching me, so when I finished, I slowly drew a finger along the edge of the bottle, picking up some of the dressing before it dripped, and wiped it on my tongue in the most suggestive manner I could as I moaned loudly and writhed my hips. He broke into a smile as he turned to the refrigerator, but not before I saw him blow air out of puffed cheeks. I giggled again, enjoying our teasing banter.

We ate and talked about our days. Valverde & Kobelt specialized in divorce and was a larger firm than Chelsey & Burkes, with two partners and nine associates. I’d first met Ryan when he’d assisted my husband’s lawyer during our divorce. It was through that brief interaction, tenuous as it was, that had led to him being in my life. Chelsey & Burkes was much smaller, with Paul and I the only lawyers, and we specialized in real estate. Not surprisingly, as the grip of the pandemic tightened, our work was drying up and Valverde & Kobelt’s was growing.

After he helped me tidy after dinner, we settled on the couch to Netflix and chill. Ryan, being a typical guy, liked science fiction, superhero, and action movies, and in what I thought was an interesting change of pace, animation. We were working our way through Jessica Jones, and though I’d started watching it because he wanted to see it, I’d becoming invested in the show now and was enjoying it.

We snuggled, his hand slowly caressing my breast and arm as we watched Jessica and Luke. I groaned to myself during the sex scene when the two lovers broke the bed, and if the bulge Ryan’s pants was any indication, he’d found the scene enticing into as well.

We’d like to break the fucking bed with this sexy motherfucker! my devil whispered into my ear.

I slid my hand from his thigh to his manhood. He didn’t move, but he began to slowly stroke my nipple with a finger. We watched the rest of the episode in silence while occasionally teasing each other with our touch.

“Another episode… or bed?” I asked as the end credits began to roll.

“Lady’s choice,” he murmured as he tipped my face up for a slow, gentle kiss.

I turned the television off. It was still early, but I couldn’t take the tension anymore. He slid his arm from behind me and rose, offering me a hand as he did. When I placed my hand into his, he drew me to my feet and into his arms.

“I want you,” he whispered, his lips a hairsbreadth from mine.

He must have felt emboldened by my caress his package during the show because he knew our schedule and was rarely so… obvious… with his desire on our off nights.

“And I want you…”

“But…?” he asked, picking up on my tone.

I smiled. “No buts.”

His smile spread slightly as he closed the remaining distance to my lips. He pulled me in hard, kissing me more fully and deeply, causing my desire for him to spool up. If I was going to shut him down, he knew now would be the time I would normally begin backing off, but instead of pushing him away, I lost myself in his kiss.

As our kiss dissolved, he attacked my neck with kisses and gentle nips. I gasped, squirming under his onslaught, wadding my fingers in his hair to hold his lips to my neck. I reached between us to grip his package, delighting with the feel of him in my hand and remembering the pleasures his manhood brought me. His lips left my neck before he took me into another torrid kiss as his left hand caressed and kneaded my breast.

“You sure?” he rumbled as he pulled back from the kiss. “This is normally your night off.”

“I’m sure,” I whispered. “I have a surprise for you.”

“I love your surprises,” he growled before pulling me into another kiss.

He’d turned the heat down on the kiss, but I was having none of that. I wanted him running hot, and as I cranked the passion up in the kiss, he responded in kind before breaking from the kiss and kissing down my jaw and under my chin to nuzzle the valley of my breasts.

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Chapter 20 A Cruise to Conclude

When Nora and Ryan arrived at home, they discovered that their neighbours, Aiko and Gerald, had returned home just after they did. So they invited them over for dinner at their place. Since the hosts’ sons were home, this occasion was strictly a social call and a chance to catch up on what the couples had been doing while they were away.

Mostly, they talked about the usual mundane things until it was time for the boys to go to bed. Only when the boys were ensconced in their rooms for the night were they ready so speak about there adventures.

They retired to the basement recreation room. Ryan left the door open so that he and Nora could hear the boys in the event they became rambunctious or left their room. Ryan cautioned his visitors to keep their voices down down, in part so that they could hear if anything was going on upstairs but also to prevent them from hearing what the adults were talking about. Having arrived at this understanding, the two couples poured themselves some wine and began to tell the stories.

Nora and Ryan informed Aiko and Gerald that they had gone alone to a ladies’ night at the swingers club. Nora blushed as she confessed that she was at the centre of sex show involving three other men.

“And what did you do?” Nora asked.

“I spent the week in a hucow farm.”

“What’s a hucow?” Nora and Ryan questioned, revealing by his question that they had never heard the term before.

“I think we’re going to have an evening of interesting stories to tell tonight,” Gerald observed without answering their friends’ question.

Realizing that both couples had a long story to tell, Ryan got up and said. “Before we start, let me check on the boys,” he said.

He went upstairs. His sons were already in dreamland. After quietly closing their bedroom door, he returned to the recreation room but cautioned that they should still keep their voices down.

The couples flipped a coin to see who would tell their story first. Aiko and Gerald won the toss and so asked Nora and Ryan to tell their story first.

When Nora related that she had told her lovers men not to bother with condoms, they were totally surprised because Nora was the only woman in their swinging group who was still fertile.

Seeing the surprise on the faces, she added, “Just in case you’re wondering, they were all tested to ensure they were disease-free.”

“But you could have gotten pregnant!” Aiko objected.

The Nora pulled an even bigger surprise. “I am pregnant.”

“What!” Aiko and Gerald said at the same time.

“Don’t worry. I found out I was pregnant before we went to the swingers club. Given the timing and the fact that Gerald, Norman and Bill have all had vasectomies, the only person who could be the father is none other then my own husband.” She went on to explain that the pregnancy was an accident resulting from an unexpected change in her cycle. She had made a lapse in judgment in tracking her monthly cycle.

Then Nora added another zinger. “I didn’t tell Ryan until afterward, though.”

“Why?” Aiko asked.

Nora looked embarrassed. “I wanted to know if it would turn him on to know that an absolute stranger could have made me pregnant.” She added softly, “In hindsight, I shouldn’t have done that. I should have told Ryan as soon as the pregnancy was confirmed.”

“I guess it’s our turn to you our story,” Aiko said. She and Gerald then explained about hucows and hucow farms.

“Oh my god, and what did you do there?” Nora asked.

So Aiko, with some additional details from Gerald, related her experience at the hucow farm. Nora and Ryan listened in rapt attention. If Nora thought she had had a wild adventure, she had to admit that Aiko’s way out of the ordinary.

When Aiko finished her story, the two couples poured themselves another glass of wine.

Nora couldn’t hold herself back anymore. “Wow, Aiko,” she blurted out, “you are such a decadent slut!”

“Me? A decadent slut?” Aiko retorted laughing. “What about you, Nora? If you had spread your legs any wider and a bit longer, you could have become permanently bow-legged.”

Everyone laughed, including Nora who, however, could not help but blush again.

The story-telling took most of the evening. No sex took place between the two couples in line with their attitude and general agreement that swinging was to be avoided when children were in the house or in the company of one of the parents.

It was getting late. Just as they were leaving, Gerald said, “I made a promise to Aiko that we would go on a vacation. Would you like to join us?”

“What have you got in mind?”asked Ryan.

“A cruise,” he answered.

“We’ve never been on a cruise before,” Nora injected. “Maybe it’s a good idea for us to go with them,” she added turning to her husband. “They can show us the ropes.”

“It seems we have a plan,” Gerald agreed. “It’s now a matter of making the bookings and the vacation arrangements.”

“Maybe etimesgut escort we should invite Mei-ling and Bill as well as Emma and Norman,” Aiko suggested. “It’s been quite a while since all four couples of our swinging group have been together.” Aiko turned to Gerald, “Remember? We met them on a cruise. That’s when we got initiated into spouse swapping.”

“I could,” Gerald agreed, “provided Nora and Ryan here are okay with the idea.”

Nora and Ryan nodded their agreement.

* * *

Fortunately, all the pieces fell into place more quickly than they had expected. The four couples took advantage of a last-minute deal for a 11-day cruise to the southern Caribbean which also included sailing into the Panama Canal. This vacation had all the elements necessary to satisfy different interests, sight-seeing, shopping and beaches. There were only three days entirely at sea.

The four couples agreed to an arrangement in which three couples booked three adjoining verandah staterooms. As doors separated each stateroom’s verandah, it allowed the couples to visit each other without having to go through the hallway where they could be seen by crew or passengers. It assured them a great deal of ‘privacy’.

Mei-ling and Bill were the exception. Although Gerald had also suggested the same type of room, Bill countered with a suggestion of his own.

“I’m rich enough to afford a premium suite,” Bill pointed out. “We need a ‘party’ room big enough for all eight of us.”

And so it was settled.

Six weeks later, the four couples landed in Fort Lauderdale and checked in into their hotel for the night. Early afternoon on the following day, they boarded the cruise ship and settled into the rooms which had been assigned to each married couple. The couples, however, agreed that there was no time for ‘extracurricular activities’ on their first night on board because they needed time to unpack and even more time to familiarize themselves with the layout of the ship and the location of its various amenities.

Since the very first stop would take place on the next day at a small island in the Bahamas owned by the cruise line, the octet agreed to meet after breakfast in Bill’s suite to discuss their ‘arrangements’. Then as a group, they would board the ship’s tender to spend the day on the island where they could enjoy the sunshine, the warm seas and of course the ship-sponsored barbecue.

The four swinging couples also agreed that their wives would occupy the rooms officially assigned to each couple and use it as their ‘home base.’ Other than that, the couples could mix to their hearts content.

The couples were also decided to pay close attention to appearances. After all, privacy and discretion were paramount. Their chief concern were the stewards who worked during the daylight hours, from roughly 9:00 a.m. in the morning to as late as 8:00 in the evening, going from room to room at least twice a day, first to clean the room and make the bed and later to tidy the room up and make sure everything was ready for the night. The four couples therefore agreed that most of their swinging activities would take place between 8:00 in the evening and 9:00 in the morning.

Their second concern would be the other passengers, especially those who were occupying the nearby rooms. Exchanges of spouses by the swingers in the three staterooms presented no problem because they had access to each other’s room via the verandah. They could keep their swapping activities out of sight.

An exchange of spouses between Mei-ling and Bill in the suite and their swinging friends in the staterooms presented a somewhat more complicated problem. So, to be safe, the four couples agreed that overnight exchanges between the couple in the suite and the three other couples in the adjoining staterooms would only take place if no passenger or crew were present in the hallway. If a passenger or crew member happened to be in the hallway, they would just simply walk by and come back a few minutes later when the hall was empty. If a married couple came to visit, such a precaution was not necessary.

During their discussion, Mei-ling, Bill’s wife, pointed out that Colon, duty-free port on Panama’s Caribbean coast, was also on the ship’s itinerary. She made it clear that she wanted to take advantage of his stop for shopping opportunities. The other three women readily agreed. The men rolled their eyes in exasperation. They complained that, while shopping was fun for the women, it was boring for them. Secretly, though, they men were relieved because they believed they would need a break to recuperate after their nightly visits to satisfy other men’s wives.

Emma seemed to have read their minds. She laughed and remarked: “By that time we’re in Colon, the guys will need a break from us women anyway.”

“Good point,” Gerald conceded, “I’m not getting any younger. So let’s agree that, whole we are in the Panama Canal during the day, we men get to etlik escort decide the agenda. Since we arrive in Colon late in the afternoon, you ladies will decide what we do for the rest of the evening. The other three men groaned because they knew that all four wives would ‘shop until they dropped’ while their husbands would feel the pain in their pockets.”

“In practical terms,” Bill interjected, the last night before disembarkation is out too. Our minds will turn to packing and then we have to get up early to go through American customs and catch our flights home. So, no late night for us.”

What Bill said made sense and so the others agreed on that point too.

“But we should have a party in my suite on the second to the last night,” suggested Bill.

Everyone understood that ‘party’ was a euphemism for ‘orgy.’

* * *

For a week , the couples traded spouses by having the men rotate from room to room.

After eight days and a number of stops that included Jamaica, Bonaire, Aruba and Curaçao, the cruise ship sailed into the Panama Canal as far as Lake Gatun. The men enjoyed themselves because they were very interested in the canal’s history, engineering and technology. They largely ignored the women who couldn’t wait for the the excursions to come to an end. At least they had an evening of shopping to look forward to. They amused each other as best they could by making fun of their men.

After a few hours on Lake Gatun, the ship turned around and returned to the direction from which it had come. By late afternoon, it docked in Colon. The four couples had a quick supper in the buffet and then disembarked for the women’s eagerly anticipated evening-long shopping spree. Since everyone had to be back on board by 11:30, the men knew it would be their turn to be bored for hours on end. Still, they were willing to indulge their wives who needed to them to come along to help them carry their purchases back to the ship. The four couples returned to the ship with only a few minutes to spare.

By the time the four couples returned to their rooms, with their legal spouses this time, they were exhausted and slept in until late in the morning. They at least had the presence of mind to put the ‘Do Not Disturb’ signs outside their doors to ensure that stewards would bypass their rooms and return later to do their rooms.

As four couples had anticipated a late night, they had scheduled afternoon excursions for the following day when the ship docked in Puerto Limon, Costa Rica. They toured a wildlife sanctuary where they saw animals in the native habitants such as sloths, howler monkeys and coatis. In the middle of the sanctuary, a wildlife veterinarian hospital had been established which took care of injured and orphaned creatures until they could be released back into the wild.

It was an exceptionally humid day. It did not take long for the eight tourists to be bathed in sweat. They had the foresight to bring enough water with them and so were able to ward off dehydration. However, they had no protection against the heat and the humidity. By the time they were ready to return to the ship, they felt physically exhausted.

On their return to the ship, they were struck by bad luck. Their bus broke down. Although the bus driver called for help with his cell phone, the remoteness of their location meant that it took an hour for help to arrive. It took another hour and a half of repairs before the bus was able to continue its journey back to the ship.

The passengers were tense because the delay caused by the breakdown guaranteed that they would not arrive in time for the ships official all aboard call. Their guide told them that she had called the ship about their predicament and informed that the ship would delay its departure until they arrived. As it turned out, they were about an hour late.

Exhausted for the second day in a row, the four couples returned immediately to their rooms, showered and managed to get food from the buffet before it closed for the night. They gathered in Bill’s suite and agreed that they were not in the mood for anything except sleep. And sleep they did until well into the following morning.

They now had only two sea days left. They had already agreed that on the last sea day, each couple would be devoting their time to packing and otherwise preparing for their return home.

After lunch, the four couples met in Bill’s room where they agreed to have a party in Bill’s suite right after supper. Bill promised to make arrangements for drinks and snacks. Having regained their energy and because they had had no sex for two days, the four couples were looking forward to a very sexy and very enjoyable evening.

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Once everyone had arrived, Bill dished out a few drinks. They began talking about what had happened over the last two days in Panama and Costa Rica. After a few minutes rehashing their experiences, Bill intervened and said, “I don’t know about you guys, but I don’t eve gelen escort really want to talk about all that anymore. Let’s get straight to the party. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to choose my first partner.”

No one objected because he was the host and paying for the drinks and snacks.

“I choose Aiko. You don’t mind, do you?” he asked hopefully.

Of course not,” Aiko replied with as smile. She walked over to Bill and Mei-ling and then insinuated herself between them, forcing Mei-ling to move over. As the hostess, the others deferred to her to make the next choice. “Ryan,” she said.

Ryan smiled and incited to her come sit beside him. Seeing that Nora was about to be displaced by Mei-ling, big hairy Norman asked her if she would be his partner. Nora nodded in agreement. She wasn’t surprised either. When they sex partners earlier in the cruise, Norman had discovered a fetish he never knew he had, having sex with a pregnant woman was a massive turn-on for him.

That left only Norman’s wife, Emma, and Gerald. They may have been last but they were no means disappointed. He winked at Emma who then quickly came over, sat on his lap and promptly started French-kissing him. The others giggled at her enthusiasm.

“That girl is always hot to trot,” Aiko observed cheekily.

Indeed, they were. As they continued kissing, Gerald lifted Emma in his arms and carried her to one of the sofas. Once he put her down, she got back on her feet and lifted her dress up over her head. She was completely naked underneath, no panties, no bra and no pubic hair. Gerald quickly followed suit. By the time he had removed all his clothing, his cock was erect. Gerald pulled her back onto his lap and resumed kissing her.

Meanwhile, Bill had removed his clothing and was now helping remove Aiko’s blouse and shorts. Once they were removed, she was just as naked as Emma.

It took Nora a bit longer to remove her clothing only. She was a wearing special bra to help support her swelling breasts. Based on the size of her belly, she was about four months pregnant.

Mei-ling took Ryan by the hand and led him to the bed where they both stripped and then began to kiss each other.

As the minutes past, the sounds of sex permeated the room. Each couple was soon lost in making love with their current partner.

Ryan climbed on top of Mei-ling. They made love in the missionary position until they both came. Gerald was still on the sofa with Emma on his lap but, this time, she was facing him. Gerald’s cock was obviously buried inside her delectable undulating body.

Norman decided to take the pregnant Nora from behind in doggy style. He held tightly onto her hips as he steadily pumped into her. After a few minutes, he increased his pace waiting for his lover to reach her peak. When he could no longer hold himself back, he told Nora he was ready to cum.

“Me too,” whispered. At those two words, he let loose as his seed inside his gravid lover. Nora joined him in orgasm as she felt his hot cum fill her vagina.

Meanwhile, Bill was on his knees while Aiko lay back and spread her legs. He bent down and latched his mouth to her pussy for several minutes and did not quit tonguing and sucking her until Aiko came.

As Aiko sighed in post-orgasmic bliss, Bill whispered, “May I take you anally?”

Aiko knew that he had a thing for anal sex and his wife. Mei-ling had always refused to allow him to explore that part of her anatomy. Aiko also remembered that he had taken her anal virginity shortly after she and Gerald had begun swinging with them. He had caught her by surprise at that time. Since then, she had experienced anal sex several times. As he had made her cum through the skilful use of his tongue and lips, and as she no longer had an aversion to anal sex, she nodded her head in agreement.

Bill wiped up some of the female sexual juice dripping from her pussy and applied it to her rear hole. He then reached over to retrieve some some lubricant from a nearby jar, which he just so happen to have handy, and applied it to her anus. He pushed the lubricant into her rear and used his finger like a cock so that her anus would be better prepared to take his cock.

“Please put it in,” Bill grunted. He wanted her to do it so that she could set the pace of his cock’s entry into rectum.

Aiko traded places with Bill lying down and Aiko sitting on top. Aiko turned her back to him, reached back and underneath for his stiff cock. This gave Bill an unobstructed view. Her ass hovered over his cock. As she lowered herself, she directed his dick to her back orifice. She slowly settled on his cock, stopping once a while to let her anus become used to this foreign invader until it was all the way inside her bowels. Because she was on top, Bill had very little manoeuvrability. It was up to Aiko to take the initiative of sliding up and down his cock, which she did along with fingering her clitoris. Bill moaned in ecstasy at being able to take a woman in a place that was taboo to his own wife.

Aiko focussed on obtaining pleasure from the object in her rectum was amazed when an orgasm washed over her. Just as she was coming down from her sexual high, Bill could no longer hold himself back and blew his seed deep into her bowels.

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These are related to the Libertine Adventure stories, in that Dave and Krystal are the main characters for both. They don’t fit within the timeline of Libertine Adventure, per se, but are stories that need to be told anyway.

This story takes place nearly 40 years after the beginning of Libertine Adventures. Dave and Krystal are in their 50’s.

This story has several elements that are tag worthy. Erotic couplings, group, anal, and FFM. I am putting it under group because that is more in line with my intention than group or anal.

All the people are over the age of 18.

Please vote at the conclusion of the story, using the stars. Any comments are welcome as well. Thanks and enjoy it.

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We walked into the high-end hotel in a far suburb of Dallas. It was Valentine’s Day weekend, and I had decided to treat Krystal to a little pampering. The front desk in front of us, the restaurant to our left and what passes for a bar just off of the restaurant.

I checked us in, then took our bags to our room, as she wandered off to the bar area. Putting away the clothes and favorite toys that we brought she still hadn’t reached out. Curious, I headed down to the lobby.

Strolling into the bar area, I saw my beautiful, still after all these years, wife chatting with a woman half our age, or less. She had dark hair that was piled up on top of her head, not quite a beehive hairdo, but close enough. Her face was loose, for a lack of another description. She was slim with fairly large breasts nearly hidden under a heavy coat, reflective of the cool temperatures outside. The coat mostly bunched around her hips and legs obscured completely her lower body.

I went to the other end of the bar and skipped on their less than spectacular beer offerings for a rum and coke. I began chatting up the bartender, Freddy, asking about the hotel and what there was to do in the area. It turned out that there was a plethora of food and drink establishments within easy walking distance.

I saw Krystal and the brunette stand up and head for a corner table. The brunette draped her heavy coat over the arm closest to me, so I still couldn’t check out her ass or legs. I did, however, get a superb side view of her breasts, and they looked like they were a lovely sloping D cup or so, and they jiggled just enough to capture your eye as she walked.

Judging by her arms, she was slim, not necessarily fit, but, certainly not fat. They slid into a booth designed for a party of six and sat shoulder to shoulder against the back wall, with Krystal against the plate glass looking outside. The brunette sitting closest to the open end.

They continued talking and I turned away, enjoying my beverage. Freddy ran another round of drinks, a glass of white wine and an old fashioned made with honey instead of sugar, to them. When he came back he said, “Must be your lucky night.”

I looked at him with a curious glance and asked, “Why do you say that Freddy?”

He pointed with his jaw toward Krystal and her mystery friend, “The brown-haired girl asked that you join them.”

I gave him a smile, “Do you happen to know her name?”

He shook his head, “No, but I think she works across the way. She stops in once every couple of weeks.”

I thought to myself, “That has to be on payday Fridays.”

I said, “Thanks,” then headed over.

As I approached, the brunette Pattee the seat next to her, her thumb dragging along her thigh. I took it as an invitation to sit close. I slid in until my thigh rested against hers. As I settled, Krystal leaned over and said, “This is Erin, she works at the restaurant across the way and doesn’t want to go home yet.”

I leaned over and whispered, “Hi Erin, I am Dave, and I don’t want you to go home either.”

Glancing down I could see Krystal had her left hand resting high on Erin’s right thigh, and I could see Erin’s hand in a very similar, if not higher place on Krystal’s thigh. Before I settled fully into place, Erin put her left hand on my thigh, high enough that her pinky was almost touching my balls.

My cock hardened as Erin squeezed my thigh, saying, “Krystal said y’all were going dancing later and that if I wanted, I could come along.”

I looked her in the eye and heatedly responded, “I never pass on the chance to dance, or be seen, with two beautiful women.”

She blushed prettily and replied, “Thank you,” with another squeeze of her hand.

I saw Krystal lean over for a second then sit back upright. “Dave, I am going to take Erin upstairs and see if I have anything that will fit her. We should be back down in a half-hour, maybe an hour.”

I nodded, then slid out of the booth. I turned to help Erin out of the booth, offering her my hand. Her eyes were glued to my crotch as she slid out, specifically on my hard member. As she stood I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her lightly on the lips. Erin pressed herself against me and I held her tightly while kissing her again with passion.

Her lips were soft, like a not quite set eryaman escort pudding, and she tasted of bourbon and honey. My tongue danced into her mouth, seeking out her tongue and the two entwined with each other. My right hand cupped her ass and I pulled her flush against my cock, and she whimpered lustily into my mouth.

I broke the kiss and whispered against her mouth, “Do hurry.”

She nodded once and slid by me.

I held a hand out to Krystal, helping her out of the booth and she kissed the shaft of my cock as she rose. She looked at Erin and then me. “Give us forty-five minutes and come up to see how we look, please.”

I nodded, “Okay, and I will settle your tabs while you change.”

Erin responded, “Oh, I can get my own drinks.”

I shook my head, “Absolutely not. All I want you to worry about tonight is having a good time. It will be my pleasure to buy whatever is needed for the three of us to have one.”

Erin looked at Krystal, who nodded, replying, “Honey, let him do this. He enjoys spoiling people on occasion, and if tonight it is you he wants to spoil, enjoy it. He can afford it.”

Erin looked guiltily at the drink, then at me. “Are you sure?”

I nodded, “With no strings attached in any way. If at the end of the night you want to go home, I will get you a ride-share or cab, pay for it and send you on your merry way.”

She hesitated another minute or so, then, “Okay, let’s do it.”

As she slid by Krystal caressed my cock and said, “Forty-five minutes.”

I handed Krystal one of the room keycards and said, “Yep, take your glasses and I will bring another round-up with me.”

I ordered another rum and coke and sipped on it while chatting with another couple at the bar. They were Bob and Heather, there celebrating their tenth anniversary. I bought them a couple of rounds as we chatted. There were in their mid to late thirties, he had black hair and blue eyes, she had bottle blonde if her roots were accurate, and brown eyes. They were both attractive and for a moment I considered a four-way with them. I found out that they would be there for the weekend and asked them if they would have dinner with Krystal and me the next night.

They initially demurred, but Heather got my cell number and said she would let me know the next day.

I ordered a round of drinks for Krystal, Erin and myself then headed upstairs with them. On arrival, I saw Krystal was wearing a sexy little blue dress that helped her Ceylon blue eyes sparkle even more than usual under her red corona. Erin had on a nifty little black number that was tight across her breasts and hips. I whistled softly at the sight before me before offering them their drinks.

Krystal beamed and asked, “What do you think?”

I ran my hands across her slightly rounded.tummy and down her hips. I slid them along her as I stepped around her. I cupped her tits and pulled her back against me, my cock resting between the two ass cheeks I knew better than my own. I felt her nipples stiffen under the dress and into my palms. “Very nice, my love.”

Krystal turned her head and gave me a quick kiss. “You are only halfway done with your inspections, sir.”

Releasing my grip on Krystal, I walked over to Erin who was nervously chewing on her bottom lip. I ran my hands over her much the same way as I had done with Krystal. I could feel both panties and bra. I pulled her against my stiffness and kissed her neck. “Only two adjustments come to mind.”

Kissing my way up her neck I slid the zipper of the dress down far enough that I could unfasten her bra. “The first is to take that off.”

He looked at me in the mirror and whispered, “But people will know.”

I slid my hand down the front of the dress and cupped her big tit for the first time and replied, “I don’t care what they think they know. I do care about being able to play with these magnificent titties whenever I desire to, which will be an awful lot.”

I pulled on her nipple slightly and twisted it, “So please remove it.”

She gulped, nodded and performed that particular piece of magic of removing the bra without undoing more of the dress. I kissed her ear and murmured, “Good girl, and thank you.”

I smoothed my hands down her sides, over her hips and down to the hem of the dress. I raised it slowly up her thighs to her flared hips. I hooked my fingers in her panties and pulled them down to her knees then let them fall to her ankles. “Oh my God,” she whispered, “People are going to know I am naked.”

I turned her around and kissed her deeply. Her lips offered no resistance at all to the kiss. Her mouth opened slightly as my tongue slipped in. I grabbed her by the ass cheeks and held her tighter against my throbbing cock. As we broke the kiss off, “And for at least one night, they will know you belong to me.”

She nodded but turned her head to Krystal who nodded and smiled at her. “See, I told you he would not only notice but would remove them.”

I stood back and looked at the two women, one in her early eryaman escort bayan fifties, one in her early twenties. In no way did Krystal hold a back seat to Erin. As my eyes finally settled on Krystal, she said, “I love you too.”

Grabbing my drink, “We have a couple of hours until the bar starts getting busy enough.to show the two of you off. I suggest dinner.”

Krystal moved next to me and agreed. So with a beautiful woman under each arm, we left the room to go dine.

We went to the hotel restaurant and I asked for a booth large enough that the three of us could sit on one side together. As we approached the booth, I asked Erin, “Outside end, inside end, or between us?”

Krystal answered for Erin, “She sits between us.”

I nodded and whispered to Erin, “As you slide in, hike the dress high enough that I can play with your pussy if I want.”

She turned a bright red but nodded. I was happy to see that by the time she settled next to Krystal, the skirt portion was up high enough that I could see her not quite trimmed, but not quite a hairy mound.

Throughout dinner I kept my hand between her legs, caressing, touching and lightly pinching all around her pussy. Each time the waiter came over she would blush mightily but never closed her legs around my hand. Each time he left I whispered, “That’s a good girl.”

Krystal leaned over often to Erin, doing I know not what. But before I paid for our meals, I could tell by her nipples that she was as worked up as Erin was.

After dinner, we went to a bar about a half-block away from the hotel. There we danced some, the two objects of my desires a lot. Krystal touched Erin everywhere while they danced. I was pretty surprised that neither of them had an orgasm on the dance floor. It was hot as hell to watch, so I did.

A little after midnight, I went to the dance floor and asked Erin, “Do you want to spend the night with us?”

She nodded her head enthusiastically and I smiled while replying, “Good, let’s go.”

We left the bar with one woman under each arm. I was holding onto an ass cheek of each. of them as we sauntered back to the hotel. Freddy was still at the bar when we arrived. I ordered another two rounds for us, and we headed up.

As our hands were full of drinks, we had to get creative about the shenanigans in the elevator, but we managed well enough.

Krystal and Erin placed their drinks on the entertainment center and began kissing. It was a slow sensual kiss that appeared to be both passionate and soft at the same time. Neither woman touched the other outside of hands on hips, breasts mashed together, and lips locked.

I sat down in one of the chairs in the room sipping my rum and coke as they kissed. Suddenly hands started moving on both sides of the kiss and dresses fluttered to the floor around their ankles. Krystal maneuvered Erin against, then onto, the bed, never releasing Erin from the kiss. Erin’s tits had an exquisite slope, not unlike that of a ski jump and were full and plump.

Hands moved in slow motion as they explored each other as they scooted into the middle of the bed. I could hear the soft gasps and whimpers coming from the bed as the kiss and exploration continued.

Krystal kissed Erin’s neck slowly, leaving a trail. of wet marks as she worked her way to Erin’s shoulder. Krystal’s hand flitted here and there across Erin’s breasts, stomach, and crotch, never staying more than a second and seemingly never alighting on the same spot twice.

Krystal worked further down until she was between Erin’s legs. Krystal’s mouth was softly peppering the inside of Erin’s thighs with an occasional soft puff of air delivered against Erin’s soaking pussy.

The Krystal gave Erin one long slow lick along Erin’s outer lip. Erin shuddered and grabbed Krystal’s head, trying to hold her in place. Krystal shook free of the grasp and began to lovingly lick all around Erin’s mound, carefully avoiding any of the common sensitive spots.

I saw Krystal waving at me then pointing at Erin’s tit. I undressed slowly watching as Krystal began her slow assault on Erin’s pussy.

I crawled into the bed next to Erin and began caressing her tits softly. She turned her head toward me and her eyes seemed full of lust and pleading. I kissed her as softly as I knew how knowing that with the gentleness that Krystal had been showing her a hard kiss with probably seem discordant.

As Erin began to shiver and quake I pulled on her left nipple and twisted it severely. The absolute shock of the pain drove her over the edge and Erin began to cum.

Hard.

Her legs locked around Krystal’s head as her back arched. A whimper turned into a full-fleshed scream which I cut off as I clamped my mouth over hers. Erin thrashed about the bed as wave after wave of pleasure tore through her body.

Her body locked up one last time as she screamed into my mouth again and then she went limp with a whimper.

I separated from Erin’s mouth and looked down at her. She whispered, “Holy fuck. That’s escort eryaman foreplay?”

Krystal’s hand wrapped around my shaft and she began slowly pumping up and down my length.

I smiled at Erin, “Yes, sweet thing, that was foreplay with just Krystal for the most part.”

Erin raised up on her elbows and looked down at Krystal and said, “Any time, anywhere, if you want me I will be there.”

Krystal smiled up, her face coated in Erin’s discharge and replied, “Before you make that offer, you should get this king cobra inside you.”

Erin looked at my length and said, “Yes, please.”

I pushed her back down and rolled between her legs as Krystal moved. Krystal grabbed me by the shaft and rubbed the head of my cock up and down Erin’s slit, coating it with the younger woman’s juices.

Once satisfied with the natural lubricant coating me, Krystal lined me up and whispered, “Go, big boy.”

Holy fuck was she tight. Not virginal tight, but damned close. Her pussy was tighter than most of the asses I had ever fucked. It felt like I was ripping her in two to get the head of my cock into Erin. Once there, her palpitating pussy felt like it was going to rip the head off and keep it as a souvenir.

I slowly pushed and pulled my hips back and forth, working my way a little deeper with each stroke. In what was maybe the first time I could remember, I was glad to be an old fucker who didn’t cum quickly; otherwise, I would have filled her with my semen before I fully worked my way balls deep into Erin.

As it was we took a lot of breaks letting her pussy adjust to me, and frankly, to let me calm down enough that I wouldn’t cum before I was ready. As I finally bottomed out in Erin, I looked up and saw Krystal whispering to Erin.

I rested with my balls against her ass for a couple of minutes, eventually, Erin looked at me and said, “I am ready.”

Long slow even strokes I pulled out and slid back into Erin. Krystal was now sucking on Erin’s nipples as I plumbed the new depths.

As I picked up speed a rumbling, “Oh fuuuuck me,” emitted from Erin’s throat. That sound became louder and more intense each time I bottomed out in her vice-like cunt.

Krystal began kissing Erin as I hooked Erin’s knees with my elbows and rolled her into a little ball, giving me unfettered access to her.

Harder and faster, my hips acted like a piston, firing hard into Erin’s body after a rhythmic withdrawal.

As Erin began to cum again, her fists hammered against my chest as her feet rained hell down onto my back. Feeling her cool geyser-like discharge coat my abdomen, balls and thighs made whatever pain she inflicted on me worthwhile.

As her orgasm subsided, I slowed to a halt, buried in Erin. She looked up at me and asked, “Did you…?”

I shook my head, “Nope, not yet.”

She looked a little shocked, and more afraid, “Now what?”

I looked at Krystal then back to Erin. “Now I am going to fuck my wife up the ass while you eat her pussy and play with my balls.”

Her face was the epitome of incredulity as she asked, “It won’t fit up there will it?”

I nodded, “We have been married a very long time. It will fit up there comfortably.”

Erin seemed in disbelief still as she blurted, “Would it fit up my ass?”

I smirked, “Yeah sweety, it would.”

She looked at Krystal and asked, “Do you mind if we try?”

Krystal replied, “Not at all. When it does get all the way up there, I will eat you out until he cums in your ass for me.”

I pulled back until just the tip of my cock was in Erin, then urged her to roll.over onto all fours. Carefully she maneuvered her way onto elbows and knees. As I pulled out Krystal headed to the overnight bag and pulled a bottle of lube and a butt plug out. I steadily fucked Erin as Krystal lined up the plug and Erin’s rectum.

I moaned at the sensation of the plug running along my shaft as Krystal slowly fucked Erin’s asshole with it.

After God only knows how long Krystal declared, “She is as ready as I can get her with what we brought.”

I began backing out of Erin and with wet plop the head of my cock popped free of her. I pressed down on Erin’s hips so that she lay flat and Krystal removed the butt plug.

I placed the head of my cock against her star and pressed forward slowly until I popped through her rectum, eliciting a low moan from Erin, which in retrospect might have been a banshee-like wail, in that her face was buried in a downy pillow. Krystal added copious amounts of lube to my shaft as I slowly sank into Erin’s asshole. Just as tight as her pussy had been, Erin’s ass massaged my cock wonderfully as she adjusted to the intrusion.

Before I realized how close I was, my pelvis pressed against Erin’s soft ass, and I was completely sheathed in her ass.i slowly fucked her ass for a couple of minutes until Erin started meeting my thrusts.

I pressed deep inside her and wrapped my arms around Erin. Once we were settled into position, I rolled over onto my back with a gasp coming from Erin.

I felt more than saw Krystal settle between our legs and in moments Erin began to quiver. Her rectum squeezed tight around my shaft, and for the second time that night, I thought she was going to rip the best part of my anatomy off.

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Okay so here’s a new story. I’m a little scatter-brained at the moment and have about six different things going on JUST in my writing life. But I’ll try to keep posting regularly. I hope you guys like this one and there will be future chapters of this and revolution soon.

Also thanks to my editor Gbc5452, I don’t thank him enough on here and I should start doing it more. He’s a bigger part of my stories than just editting. Feel free to send me private feedback or leave a comment. It means a lot to me to read them, especially if they’re constructive. I hope it shows in my writing that I listen to feedback because I really do try, too.

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“So tell me, Eric, how much longer are you going to wait to get a new one?” John stroked his pets hair. The young boy sat on the floor next to his chair, waiting patiently for any command his master should give.

“I don’t know, after Sage left I haven’t honestly thought of it much.” Eric shrugged.

“I’m telling you, you get too attached to them.” John took another gulp of his drink, emptying his glass. “Scotch.” He mumbled to his pet, who quickly stood and hurried off into the kitchen.

“I do not.” Eric waved his hand at his friend. The sound of John’s boy making the drink echoing from the doorway.

“But you do!” John laughed, sitting forward in his chair.

“If I enjoy it, and they enjoy it, then everything is good.” Eric shrugged.

“Who cares if they enjoy it? Take what you want and toss them aside.” John’s boy came back with his glass of Scotch. John took a sip and glared at him. “You will be punished for this later.” He mumbled, apparently not enjoying the drink. The boy looked down, tears beginning to fill his eyes. He swallowed and fought the tears back, obviously terrified.

“What’s his name, he’s new isn’t he?” Eric pointed to the new boy, who looked up at him with beautifully mismatched eyes.

“Answer his question, boy.” John snapped.

“Corey, sir.” The boy had a light voice with a soft Irish accent that Eric found his cock jumping at.

“He’s beautiful, especially those eyes.” Eric said, the boy smiled and blushed heavily, his pale skin going red. He looked down at his hands and had a small smile on his face.

“Hold your head high, pet. Don’t hide those beautiful eyes.” Eric used a finger to raise his chin, showing the single blue eye and single green eye to the world.

“You would think him being Irish would mean he could make a decent drink,” John rolled his eyes. “See, look at you. You’re such a natural Master. You need a pet.” John smiled. Eric laughed and looked at the small boy sitting on his floor. He had been friends, using the word loosely, with John for years. He knew the man was a cruel master, using his slaves for his own pleasure and then tossing them aside like they were trash. Many times he had seen John’s boys with bruises or cuts on their faces, that wasn’t counting what he couldn’t see under their clothing. Many of them were quiet and shy and Eric didn’t doubt it was from John’s extreme abuse.

“I’ll look into it.” He shrugged.

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It was a month after their get together and Eric was beginning to feel lonely. John had told him of some of the things he had done to his young pet. Whippings, torture sessions, and still the boy stayed with him. Eric had seen him after the two aparently had had a long night. The boy was covered in bruises, and in the way he walked it was obvious that his ass was extremely sore. Whether from a beating or from being fucked too roughly, Eric didn’t know. He was quickly becoming obsessed with the boy.

Sometimes when preparing drinks for his friend he would slip in some pain killers or muscle relaxers into the boys drink, expecially after he had heard about John’s long night with him. He didn’t know if the boy knew, but about halfway through their visit he would get droopy eyed or his tense muscles would relax.

He was preparing the drinks for his friend, who would be here any minute, and he slipped in two pain killers and stirred them into the drink. His friend arrived and he handed them their drinks. Corey gave him a quiet thanks and chugged his drink, he definitely knew. He slipped him a smile every now and then, obviously more comfortable with Eric than with his own Master.

“Excuse me.” John said, heading off in the direction of the bathroom.

“How are you doing, pet?” Eric asked, sipping his drink.

“Good, sir.” His voice was rough and cracked. Eric frowned.

“What happened to your voice?” Eric turned his head. Corey winced.

“Master is trying to teach me how to deep throat.” It was obviously painful for the boy to talk. Eric sighed and stood up. He returned a moment later with a mug of warm tea, stirring a spoon quickly through the dark liquid. Corey looked at it curiously.

“It’s mint tea, with a losenge mixed into it and some honey.” Eric put a hand on his head as he sat back down. Eric smelled it before sipping the steaming liquid. He smiled and looked up at Eric.

“Thank you, sir.” eryaman escort Corey said.

“You’re very welcome, pet. So polite.” Eric smiled. Corey blushed and returned to his drink.

“I hope he didn’t cause any problems.” John returned.

“Not at all, he’s a very sweet boy.” Eric winked at him.

“Yeah right, the boy can’t even deep throat correctly.” John rolled his eyes.

“He will learn.” Eric didn’t take his eyes off of Corey.

Eric laid down on the bed after they had left, he pulled his clothes off and wrapped his hand around his cock. Slowly, he began jerking his pole. Imagining it was Corey’s slim hand jerking him off. He imagined the silky lips of the younger Irish boy squeezing his cock head, giving him as much pleasure as he could. He felt his balls tighten up and grunted as he soaked his stomach in his warm cum. He moaned and used his fingers to feed his own cum to himself, pretending it was the young Irish boys.

He couldn’t help but stare at the small man when he was around. He couldn’t have been taller than 5’7″, his brown hair was spiked and his different colored eyes were intoxicating. Heterochromia iridium. He had looked it up after that first night he saw Corey’s eyes. His accent was adorable and his slim body would have been perfect to wrap his arms around. He was feminine, but had a strong manly scent about him that Eric adored. He had small muscles, a hidden six pack under his shirt. Eric sighed and rolled over falling asleep almost instantly.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Corey sat on the floor of his masters bedroom. He had no blanket and only one thin pillow. He had traveled a lot once he got out of school back in Ireland, but when he landed in America he had decided to stay. He had lived in New York for three or four years before he met his Master.

He had traveled the world and then he was traveling New York’s bustling gay scene. He spent night after night clubbing and partying. He started exploring things, different fetishes and an assortment of groups. Soon he found he had a strong attraction to Master/Slave play. He started poking around BDSM clubs and websites when he met John. He had offered to train him and get him used to the idea of being a slave to an older man.

Corey was quickly regretting his decision. He knew that he liked having a Master, just not John. He was a cruel master, chaining him up at night and often punishing him. It was far more pain than pleasure. Corey had been to scared to try and leave, even if he did try, he doubted John would let him go. He shifted on the small pillow and the chain around his ankle jangled.

“Quiet.” John growled, half asleep. Corey winced and laid his head down on the pillow. He closed his eyes and pictured the confident Eric. His Masters best friend was easily the most attractive man he had ever seen. His skin was tan and his hair was wavy and shined. His eyes were a light hazel mixture, and his black hair was rich and healthy. His muscles were well defined, but not huge, he had an air of authority that swam around him.

Just being in his presence made Corey shiver. But he was far from cruel. He was a strong and proud man, but was gentle and kind. Corey opened his eyes and glanced up at the bed above him. His Master could be heard snoring on the bed and Corey rolled his eyes, he would bet money that Eric didn’t snore that loudly.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Eric woke up to the ringing of a phone. He groaned and pulled himself out of bed, he reached for the phone and caught it on the fourth ring.

“Hello?” He said, his deep voice echoing through the empty room.

“Eric, it’s John.” His friend on the other end spoke.

“It’s early as hell, John. What do you want?” Eric looked at the clock that read 6:00 am.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry. But I just got a call, my sister is in the hospital. I have to catch the next flight to Italy” John said.

“Italy?” Eric was awake now.

“Yes, Italy. I’ll be there for a few days, but I need someone to watch the boy.” Eric could hear John packing on the other side of the line.

“Of course I’ll watch him for you John. Bring him by on the way to the airport.” Eric said, trying to find his pants.

“I’m already here.” John said.

“What?” Eric glanced at the phone, seeing that it was John’s cellphone. “Uh, okay. Come on in.”

“I already sent him in, thanks Eric.” John hung up. Eric stared at the phone and sighed, he set the phone down and heard a knock at the door. He rolled his eyes and jogged down the steps to open the door. He could hear Corey suck in a sharp breath when he saw the shirtless Eric standing there. Eric was glad he was wearing baggy pants, his cock was half hard in a heart beat. The young man stood in his doorway with nothing but a small backpack of, what Eric assumed was, clothes.

“Come in, pet.” Eric said. Corey stepped inside and look around the house like he had never been here before.

“Hello.” Corey said, with his soft accent.

“Can I get you anything?” Eric asked, as he walked to the living eryaman escort bayan room.

“No, thank you, sir.” Corey said, Eric had to bite his lip to keep from moaning at the accent. This was the most the boy had spoken since Eric had met him.

“I’ll show you to where you can stay.” Eric walked up the large steps. He took Corey to the room across from his and opened the door, stepping aside to allow him access. He looked around the room and set his bag down on the bed.

“I’m going to go get dressed. If you need me, don’t hesitate to ask. I’m right across the hall.” Eric pointed to his room, before walking out.

Eric got dressed quickly, thinking about the young man he desired more than anything in the room across from his. His cock slapped his stomach and then bounced in front of him happily.

“I like him too.” He chuckled at his dick. He finished getting dressed and went downstairs, finding the young man in the room. He wore tight black jeans and a fishnet top that Eric couldn’t help but moan at.

“Can I get you a drink?” Eric asked.

“Isn’t it a little early?” Corey smiled.

“Aren’t you Irish?” Eric winked. Corey chuckled and sat down, nodding his head. Eric got them two small drinks. They sipped them slowly as they spoke.

“So how old are you, pet?” Eric asked, Corey had to keep himself from shivering at the older mans deep voice.

“Twenty-two, sir.” Corey said. Eric raised his eyebrow.

“You look younger.”

“That’s one reason my Master likes me,” Corey said, “He says it makes me look innocent.” Eric nodded, he could definitely see the innocence John spoke about.

“Do you enjoy being a slave?” Eric asked. Corey hesitated before nodding.

“You hesitate, why?” Eric took another sip of his drink.

“I enjoy being a slave, sir…. but Master John is not my ideal master.” Corey swallowed, worried he had said to much.

“Why don’t you leave if you’re not enjoying it?” Eric raised an eyebrow, not surprised with the boys confession.

“I’m afraid,sir. ” Corey admitted.

“You have every right to be. I wouldn’t put it past John to beat you if you tried to leave.” Eric set his drink aside.

“Sir, do you have any Slaves? I’ve heard Master John talk about you needing one.” Corey hadn’t taken a sip of his drink in awhile, instead playing with the glass in his hands.

“I used to.” Eric said.

“What happened to him, if I may ask, sir?” Corey wiggled in his seat.

“He left. He was needed at home and had to leave New York.” Eric said.

“Do you miss him, sir?”

“Everyday. He was a good Slave. I trained him before he even knew he wanted to be a Slave.” Eric’s eyes twinkled with the memory.

“Do you still keep in touch, sir?” Corey asked.

“No, he has a new Master now who doesn’t want him to contact me.” Eric sighed.

“Sir, may I say something?”

“Of course.”

“I think you need a new Slave. Someone to keep you company.” Corey blushed.

“Oh?” Eric raised an eyebrow, a small smile crossing his face.

“Yes, sir. You seem lonely, and I think you miss having a Slave. Someone to keep you warm at night, someone to make you happy.” Corey blushed harder.

“And who would this magnificent Slave be?” Eric asked, already knowing the answer.

“I could do all that for you. I listen really well, and I’m a fast learner. I can also cook!” Corey sat forward in his chair, forgetting his training.

“Obviously not fast enough. You’ve already forgotten how to behave around another Master.” Eric raised an eyebrow. Corey’s eyes widened and he sat back in his chair, hands in his lap and head down.

“I’m very sorry, sir.” Corey whispered.

“Don’t be like that, Pet. You’re a lovely slave and I would love nothing more than to keep you for myself. But you belong to John.” Eric reached out and stroked a lock of his hair out of his face.

“Yes, sir.” Corey said, obviously blaming himself.

“I’m going to go take a shower. Make yourself at home, pet.” Eric stood and walked up stairs. Watching Eric walk away, Corey sighed and slumped in his chair.

~~~~~~~~~~

Eric climbed out of the shower and picked up the phone on the sixth ring.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Eric. I’m sorry about rushing out like that. I’m about to get on the plane and just wanted to thank you.” John said.

“It’s no problem, John. I’m happy to take care of him for you.” Eric said, pulling on his pants as Corey walked in.

“Don’t be afraid to punish him if he gets out of line. Treat him as if he was your own Slave.”

“I will, John.” Eric said, watching Corey cross the room to him. His hips swished beautifully and his lips were in a small pout.

“Where is he now?” John asked.

“Downstairs, I think he’s making lunch.” Eric watched as Corey got on his knee’s in front of him. He raised an eyebrow and Corey gave a sly smile as he reached up for his zipper.

“He’s a fantastic cook. But not good for much else.” John grumbled.

“Maybe I can fix that.” Eric said. Corey escort eryaman pulled his half hard cock out and began stroking him, nuzzling his cheek against the hard flesh. Eric put his head back and tried to suppress a moan.

“Good luck, the boy is useless.” John laughed.

“I don’t know about that, he seems good to me.” Eric said, as Corey sucked his cock head into his mouth. “Dreams do come true.” He mumbled.

“What?”

“I said I think lunch is ready, I should go.” Eric said.

“Me too, the plane is boarding. I should be back in a few days.” John said and hung up. Eric set the phone down and looked down at the young Irish man who was sucking on his cock for all he was worth.

“You need practice.” Eric said, all the joy that had been on his face gone and replaced by neutral and uninterested. Corey frowned and pulled off his cock. Eric zipped his pants up and finished buttoning his shirt. Corey sat on the floor, looking at the ground.

“I didn’t say you were bad. You just aren’t experienced.” Eric said. Corey looked up at him with sad eyes.

“I can’t please anyone. My Master isn’t happy with me, and you don’t want me.” Corey sighed.

“Stop that. It’s not attractive to be depressed, and it’s your job to be attractive. You have a head start on most Slaves. You’re already gorgeous. With the right training and treatment, you could be a fantastic Slave.” Eric said, sitting down to slip on his shoes.

“I need a fantastic Master to be a fantastic Slave.” Corey moved over to him, putting his hands on Eric’s knee’s.

“Yes, you do.” Eric looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.

“Will you train me, sir?” Corey pouted.

“No.”

“Why not?” Corey frowned.

“You’re John’s Slave.” Eric said, tying his shoes.

“But I could be your Slave. I could be good for you.” Corey begged.

“No.” Eric stood up, and began leaving the room.

“I’ll convince you, I’ll make you want me.” Corey stood up as Eric reached the doorway. Without turning around Eric smiled.

“I already want you.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Corey finished making the dinner and brought it out to Eric who sat at the table. He sat on the floor next to him, head down.

“You may get yourself a plate and sit at the table.” Eric said, grabbing his own fork. Corey smiled and did as he was told.

“This is very good.” Eric nodded as he bit into the steak.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Tell me about yourself, pet.” Eric said, as he took another bite of the steak.

“What would you like to know, sir?”

“You’re originally from Ireland, yes?”

“Yes, sir. I was born there and left when I was eighteen.” Eric nodded.

“Why did you leave? You didn’t like it there?”

“No, sir. I love my home. But I wanted to see the world.” Corey smiled.

“And did you?”

“Yes, sir. I went to many different places. My favorite was America, and so I decided to stick around.”

“I’ve traveled some.”

“Have you ever been to Ireland, sir?”

“No, I’m afraid I haven’t.”

“It’s a wonderful place, sir. The friendliest people in the world.” Corey smiled.

“They’re supposed to be the most trustworthy, as well.”

“That we are.” Corey smiled.

~~~~~~~~

Eric woke the next morning with the small Irishman in his bed. He glared down at the soft bundle of hair resting on his chest and sighed. The boy was very different with him than he was with John, he actually had a personality. And he was very persistent.

“You know I could beat you for this.” Eric said.

“But you wont.” The Irishman looked up.

“And how do you know that?” Eric raised an eyebrow.

“Because you’re fair.” Corey said with a straight face.

“And you’re not as dumb as your master makes you out to be. I will never punish someone for wanting something.” Eric stood up, grabbing a pair of boxers and slipping them on. Corey sat up, leaving the sheet piled around his thin waist. He stretched and yawned, making it very hard for Eric to resist him.

“Are you trying to seduce me?” Eric raised an eyebrow.

“Yes.” Corey replied honestly.

“Well at least you’re honest about it.” Eric rolled his eyes. “Why?” He asked.

“Because, I want you for a Master.” Corey sat back on his heels, his arms lying on the bed besides him. His hair was tussled and mused, making him look very sexy.

“I’m sorry, I know John has a short temper, and I don’t want him as an enemy. He doesn’t play fair.” Eric pulled on a tight long sleeve shirt.

“What if I ask him?” Corey asked.

“Then he would beat you senseless.” Eric glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. Corey swallowed.

“Do you like pain, pet?” Eric asked.

“Sometimes, when it’s good. Not with Master John.” Corey said. “But I bet you could make it good.”

“Yes, I can.” Eric winked, and walked out of the room. Leaving Corey tangled in the sheets looking like he had been well fucked all night.

Corey wished he had been.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

They spent the next three days constantly teasing each other. Corey was ready to risk a beating for the chance to serve Eric the way only a Slave could. Eric wanted the boy more than almost anything in the world, the only thing he wanted more was to not start a fight with John.

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Efemine Pasifle

Alper üni 1. sınıf ta okuyan izmirli hafif efemine tarzında, ablası ve eniştesiyle yaşayan biriydi.Neredeyse 1 hafta boyu dersten çıkıp onunla chatte bulusup saatler boyu konuşuyorduk.Ben artık buluşma zamanı gelmedimi diye sorunca alper en son ev arkadaşı tarafından aldatıldığı için karamsar olduğunu yazdı.Buna cevaben bende zevki yaşamayı öğren bu hayatı zevki için yaşa deyince biraz daha ılımlı davranmaya başladı.Ben artık chatten çıkıyorum seni şurda 5 dk kadar bekleyecem gelirsen beraber evime geçeriz gelmezsen kendin bilirsin deyip üstümdekileri tarif ettim.Alperde 15 dk olsun hazırlanayım bari yazıp aynı anda kapattık.
Alperin evi çok uzak değildi.Biraz oyalandıktan sonra dediğim yere geldim ve onu beklemeye başladım.5 dk kadar bekledikten sonra yanıma tarife uyan eşofmanın içinde kıvırtarak yürüyen biri yaklaşmaya başladı.Tam yanıma gelip merhaba fırat ben alper dedi.Tokalaşma faslından sonra eve doğru yürümeye başladık.Alper öyle kıvırtıyorduki kalçasını ana yoldan yanyana yürümek yerine ara sokaklardan yürümeyi tercih ettim.Yol boyuda karşılıklı sorular sorup birbirimizi daha fazla tanıma şansı bulmuştuk.Kısa sürede eve gelip hemen içeri geçtik.
Odaya geçerken bile kıvırtınca bende yavaş kıvırtsana biraz arkanda millet seni izliyordu yol boyu deyince alper böyle yürümekten hoşlanıyorum.İlk başlarda bilerek yapıyordum ama artık kendiliğinden oluyor dedi.Ablan enişten bişey demiyormu deyince yok biliyorlar zaten durumumu ben 11 yaşından bu yana böyleyim dedi.Bir süre daha konuştuktan sonra alper lavaboyu sordu yerini gösterdim.Zaman geldi diye düşünüp alper lavabodayken odama gidip pantolon dan kurtulayım dedim.Pantolon ve boxerımı çıkartmış şortumu giyecektimki alperin kapıdan bana baktığını gördüm.Kusura bakma pantolon sıktı birazda şortumu giyip içeri gelecektim deyince alper odaya dalıp boşver iyi oldu benim çıkartmama gerek kalmadı deyip eliyle penisimi tutup sıvazlama başladı.
Bir yandan kendine doğru penisimi çekiyor diğer taraftanda ayakta öpüşüyorduk. Bende ellerimle kalçalarını okşuyor arada sıkıp gevşetiyordum.Kalın dudakları sayesinde öpüşmeyi iyi beceriyordu.Dudaklarımı vantuz gibi içine çekiyor o anlarda nefesimi kesiyordu resmen.Bir süre bu şekilde ayakta kaldıktan sonra alper kendini soymaya başladı.Yatağa doğru geldiğimizde 2 mizde çıplak haldeydik.Beni yatağa itip kendiside üzerime uzandı.Ve sevişmeye devam ettik. Konuşurken ön sevişmeyi çok sevdiğini bildiğimden ben sadece alpere ayak uydurmaya çalışıyordum.Alper dudaklarımdan göğüsüme gelmiş arada başını dişleyip yalıyor bazende başını dudaklarıyla içine çekip bırakıyordu.Göğüslerim acımaya başladığı için alperin başını tutup penisime doğru itince alper de karşı koymadan hemen penisimin hizasına kadar çekildi.
Sertleşmiş penisimi gövdesinden tutup biraz bakıp bu kadar kalın penisle hiç yapmamıştım dedi ve sonra başını ağzına alıp yalamaya başladı.Dudaklarının harika kalınlığı aletimdede etki göstermeye başlamıştı.Şimdiye kadar alper gibi oral yaparken zevk aldığım kimseyi görmedim gerçekten ağzındayken beni benden alıyordu.Aldığım zevkten dolayı 5 dk içinde zevke gelmiş alpere geliyorum diyemeden ağzındayken boşalmaya başlamıştım.Alperin kızacağını düşünmüştüm ama alper boşalma anımda aletimi çıkarmak yerine dahada şevke gelmiş eliyle en diptekileri bile çıkartıp ağzına hepsini doldurvermişti.Başını geri çekip ağzını açarak yuttuğunu gösterince çok zevk aldım kusura bakma böyle oral yapanını görmedim boşalıyorum bile diyemedim dedim.Alper tadı çok güzeldi boşalma zamanının geldiği zaten belliydi ayakların titriyordu ağzıma boşalmanı istedim sorun yok güzeldi deyince rahatladım.
Alperin bu jesti karşısında benimde ona zevk aldırmam lazımdı.Hemen yerimden kalkıp alperi sırtı yatağa gelecek şekilde yatırdım.Bacaklarının arasından deliğine doğru yönelip dilimle masaja başlayınca alper kendinden geçmeye başladı.Bende aynı o gibi şehvetle önümde duran pırıl pırıl haldeki deliğine yumulmaya başladım.Dilimi deliğinden içeri her sokuşumda alper başımı tutup iyice sokmam için itmeye başlıyordu.Arada parmaklarımı deliğine doğru götürüyor hafifçe baskı yaparak deliğinin daha da genişlemesini sağlıyordum. Artık deliği tamamen genişlemiş 3 parmağımı aynı anda rahatça alır hale gelmişti.Yerimden doğrulup hafif sert haldeki penisimi alperin ağzına verdim.Alper yine süper sekilde yalıyor bende deliğinin daralmasını önlemek için parmaklarımı yine sokup çıkartıyordum.Kısa sürede kazık gibi hale gelince hemen alperi 4 ayak pozisyonuna getirip arkasına geçtim.
Aletimi tuttuğum gibi deliğine itmemle başını bir hamlede sokuverdim.Belinden tutup kendime doğru çekmemlede hepsi deliğin içindeydi.Acı varmı diye sorunca alper biraz bu şekilde kalırmısın dedi.Bende hareketsiz olarak kalırken alper kendi kendine hareketlerle öne arkaya gidip gelmeye başladı.İyice hızlandığını görünce belinden tekrar kavrayıp ben başladım sokup çıkarmaya.Seri şekilde yapmamla alper ohhlamaya zevk almaya başladı.Devam et sik beni sok hepsini diye söylenirken ben iyice hızlanmış şap şap sesleri eşliğinde var gücümle alperi sikmeye devam ettim.Sanki makinaymışcasına hızlı hızlı sokup çıkarırken yorulduğumu anlayan alper beni yatırıp üzerime çıktı.Aleti tuttuğu gibi üstüne oturarak bu sefer o hızlı şekilde zıplamaya başladı.Kendini öyle bastırıyorduki resmen aletim deliğinin çeperine değiyor hissi veriyordu bana.4-5 dk alper üstte kaldıktan sonra onu ters döndürüp sırtı bana doğru gelecek şekilde üzerime yatırdım.Bacaklarını tutup alttan pompalamaya başladığım.Var gücümle sokup çıkarıyor arada hepsini çekip bir hamlede tekrar en dibe doğru iterek zevkin doruğuna çıkarıyordum 2mizide.
Alperin ağırlığı artık iyice belli ediyorduki üstümden indirip yatağın ucuna kadar getirdim.Ellerini yatağa dayatıp belini bükmemle aletimi deliğine tekrardan itmeye başladım.Artık kendimizden geçmiştik resmen.Alper herhalde titremesinden anladığım kadarıyla 2 kez falan boşalmıştı ama ben hala girip çıkıyordumki yeter boşal artık deyince peki deyip dahada hızlandım.1-2 dk kadar daha siktikten sonra son kez şiddetle deliğine yüklendiğim gibi tüm döllerimi deliğinin içine bırakmam bir oldu.Biraz içinde durduktan sonra aletimi çıkardım ve alperin yanına uzandım.Alper süperdi inanılmaz zevk aldım yazışmalarımızda dediğin gibiymiş zevk almak lazımmış deyip aletime yumuldu ve kalan dölleride ağzıyla temizledi.
Yerinden kalktığı gibi lavaboya koştu.5 dk sonra geldiğinde yanıma uzanıp teşekkür ederek tekrardan öpmeye başladı.Aletim kalkınca yuhh daha yeni yaptık ammada azmışsın deyince ben doyumsuzum biraz bu aralar partnerde bulamadığımdan yapamadım bu yüzden kalkıp duruyor dedim.Aslında bende 1 tur daha istiyorum ama saat çok geç olmuş bugünlük yeterlimi deyince bende yapmak isterim ama zor durumda kalmanı istemem istersen arayıp haber et dedim.Böyle emrivakileri sevmezler yarın kalmak için gelirim deyince bende tamam dedim.Telefon numaralarımızı birbirimize verip onu uğurladım.Alperle o günden sonra 4 yıl boyu o gidene kadar devamlı görüştük.

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Özel ders öğrencimle

Üniversite son sınıftayken ek gelir kazanmak için öss hazırlık öğrencilerine özel ders veriyordum. Öğrencilerimin çoğu sınavı ilk girişlerinde kazanamayan başarısız öğrencilerden oluşuyordu. Erkek öğrencilerimin çoğuyla dersleri benim yaşadığım öğrenci evinde yapıyorduk. Bu öğrencilerimden biri Semih’ti. Semih mezun olduğu okulun en popüler çocuklarından biriydi. Onlarca arkadaşı olan bir çok kızla çıkmış grup lideri vasfı taşıyan yakışıklı bir çocuktu. O zamana kadar benim de gaysex benzeri bi tecrübem olmamış, gay pornoları izlemekten öteye gitmemiştim. Öğrencilerimle samimi olmayı seven bir öğretmenim. Özellikle özel ders vereceğim öğrenciler arkadaşlarına da tavsiye edebilecekleri için yakın davranırım ki sevsinler beni. O nedenle Semih’e de öyle davranıyordum. Bu samimiyet ders aralarında seks muhabbeti yapmaya kadar gelmişti. Uzun oylu yeşil gözlü kumral bi çocuktu. Birçok kız arkadaşı olmasına rağmen sekste tecrübesiz olduğu konuşmalarından anlaşılıyordu. Eğlenceli bir çocuktu.

Bazen sohbetlere ev arkadaşımda katılıyordu öyle zamanlarda öğrenci öğretmen olduğumuzu unutup konuşmayı abartabiliyorduk. Bir gün konu ibnelikten açıldı. Semih birşeylerden cesaret almış olacak ki, hiç göt sikip sikmediğimi sordu. Bende evet diye cevap verdim. Lisedeyken bakire olan bir kız arkadaşımla anal seks yapmak zorunda kalmıştım. Peki kız mıydı yoksa travesti falan mı diye sordu. Şaşırarak hayır diye cevap verdim. Böyle bir soru beklemiyordum. Bunun üzerine daha önce bir travesti siktiğinden ama pişman olduğundan bahsetti. Semih’teki cinsel açlık her açıdan belli oluyordu. Bunun farkettiğim için, travesti sikmenin normal birşey olduğunu ve insanın her zevki tatması gerektiğini söyledim.

Sonraki derslerimizde konuyu daha çok seks muhabbetine getirmeye başladı. artık konuşmalarımız hardcore halinde oluyordu ve konuyu hep insanın herşeyi denemesie getiriyrodu. Grup yapar mısın göt yalar mısın gibi değişik farklı şeyler sorarak nabzımı yokluyordu. Bi ara erkek sikip sikmeyeceğimi sordu. Zamanın geldiğinin farkındaydım ama emin olamıyordum. Sonuçta öğrencimdi ve bütün kariyerim başlamadan bitebilirdi. Aslında deneyebilirm diye cevap verdim. Siksen nasıl bir tip sikersin dedi travesti mi yoksa normal bir gay mi?. Kadın gibi erkek yerine erkek gibi erkek sikmek değişik olabilir dedim. Cevaplarımı verirken kafamda onu siktiğimi düşünüyordum.

Ertesi derste konu tekrar açıldı. Bu sefer espriler ben versem siker misin düzeyindeydi. Artık çekinmenin anlamı yoktu. Yine şakayla karışık erkek muhabbeti şeklinde, sen versen feci sikerim gibi cevaplar veriyordum. Bir ara götünde kıl olup olmadığını sordum. Çok az kıl olduğunu kendini çok begendiğini falan söyledi. Onun üzerine benim yarak boyumu sordu. 16 cm olduğunu göt için büyük bile gelebileceğini söyledim. Onunkinin 18 olduğunu söyledi. Yalan söylüyorsun dedim. Amacım gaza getirerek soyunmasını sağlamaktı. İstersen gösteririm ama sende gösterirsen dedi. Anaokulu çocukları gibi birbirimize siklerimizi gösterdik. 18 yoktu ama tahminimden büyüktü. Benimkine dikkatlice baktı. İkimizin de sikleri taş gibiydi. Hazır açmışken şu kılsız götünü de aç da göreyim dedim. Olmaz sikin kalkık çok tehlikeli dedi. Korkma sikmem dedim. Tamam diyerek pantolonunu bir çırpıda çıkardı. Karşımda resmen şov yapıyordu. Elim ister istemez sikime gitti. Zevk suyu bile gelmişti yarrağımdan. İstem dışı sikimi birkaç kez sıvazladım. Şimdi ne olacak dedi Bilmem dedim. Ben hiç yarak yemedim dedi. Her cümlesi beni daha da çok azdırıyordu. İstersen yağlarız diyebildim. Ama o an sikim zevk suyundan vıcık vıcık olduğu için yağa gerek yoktu. Yine de götünü zeytinyağıyla yağladık. Heyecandan ellerim titiriyordu. Öğrencilerimin içinde en yakışıklı olanını yatağımda domaltmış sikmeye çalışıyordum. Sessiz bir şekilde girmemi bekliyordu. Acele etmiyor korkutup kaçırmamaya özen gösteriyordum.

Yağın ve zevk suyumun etkisiyle yavaşça içine girdim. Sesli bir şekilde nefes verdi. Karşıdaki aynadan suratındaki zevk ifadesini görebiliyordum. Yavaş yavaş içinde gelip gidiyordum. Küçük bir kız çocuğu gibi inlemeye başlamıştı. Soktukça hafif hafif nefes veriyor ve inliyordu. Artık hızlanma vakti gelmişti. Hızlanmam içindeki sönmüş volkanı uyandırmıştı sanki. O inleyen küçük kız gitmiş yerine yaşından büyük sert bir erkek gelmişti. Ben siktikçe o daha hızlı diye bağırıyor onu daha sert sikmem için komut veriyordu. Bu komutları verirken bir asker ciddiyetinde ve sertliğinde konuşuyordu. Bu erkeksiliği beni daha da azdırıyor ve daha sert sikmeme neden oluyordu. Bu sertlik çok sürmedi ve çok hızlandığım bir anda içine boşaldım. O henüz tatmin olmamıştı. fakat o kadar uzun sikmiştim ki hayatımda ilk defa bu kadar çok döl boşalıyordum. Onu bir kez daha sikecek takatim kalmamıştı.

Ama birsey yapmam gerekiyordu. Götündeki döllerimi sildikten sonra isterse götünü yalyabileceğimi söyledim. Bir bebek poposu gibi götü vardı. Deliği o kadar dar ve pembeydi ki gören az önce yarak yediğine asla inanmazdı. önümde tekrar domalttım ve yüzümü götüne gömdüm. Bu sefer dilimle sikiyordum Semih’i. Dilimle pembe deliğini dolaşıp darbeler atarken bir taraftan da elimle ona otuzbir çekiyordum. Zaman zaman deliğini emiyor bazen de dişlerimi götünde hissetiriyordum. Boşalması çok kısa sürdü. İkimizin de ilk gay tecrübesiydi fakat son olmayacaktı. O yıl onu sınava kadar siktim. Odtü Eğitim fakültesini kazandı. Bu yıl mezun olup meslektaşım oluyor.

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Eşim Şeyma

Adım Çetin. Ünvrst bitirip kısa dönem askerlik yaptıktan sonra, ailem beni evlendirmek için arayışa girmişlerdi. Sonunda Mutaassıp bir ailenin kapalı kızıyla nişanlandık. Kısa süre sonrada evlendik. Eşim Şeyma 171 boyunda 62 kilo 85X65X95 ölçülerinde manken gibi bir kadın. Bense 181 78 kilo atletik yapılı biriyim.

Evlendiğimiz gece başarılı olamamıştım, aşırı heyecandan erken boşalmam nedeniyle o muhteşem amına girememiştim. Ertesi gece onu sikip kadın yapmayı başarmıştım. Eşim evde normal giyinir dışarı çıktığında ya uzun elbiseler yada mantosunu giyip başını kapatırdı.

Evliliğimizin üzerinden iki yıl geçmiş arkadaş çevremiz oluşmuş, ben çalışıyor o evde yada arkadaşlarında zamanını geçiriyordu. Arkadaşlarının bazısı çalıştığından onunda aklına girmişlerdi ve bir gün bana çalışmak istediğini söyledi. Pek razı olmadım ama var gönül yok gönül razı oldum. Sonunda bir şirkette bir iş buldu halkla ilişkilere bakacaktı. işe otobüsle gidip geliyordu. Aradan 5-6 ay geçmişti bazen sevişirken soruyordum otobüs de hiç dayayan oluyormu diye Aman kocacığım kim dayayacak deyip geçiştiriyor du. Zamanla karımın giyiminde bazı değişiklikler olmaya başladı etekler daraldı kısaldı. Şeyma hayatım fazla açılma bak sikerler seni ha diyordum hadi ordan deli diyordu.

Ve bir gün onun iş çıkış saatinde bir önceki duraktan otobüse bindim, Hava kararmış otobüs de tıklım tıklımdı. Ve bir sonraki durakta karım bindi o kalabalıkta ortalara kadar geldi kalabalık ve karanlıktan beni görmemişti biraz ilerimdeydi ilerleyip karımın arkasında kendime yer buldum yarım saat kırk beş dakikalık yolumuz vardı. İyice dayayıp sikimi de kaldırıp dayadım iyice bastırdım, hiç bir tepki göstermiyordu sürtmeye başladığımda heyecanlanmış titriyordu. İneceği durağa yaklaştığımızda az geriye çekilip kendimi kamufle ettim zaten arkasına bakmadan inip gitmişti. Bir sonraki durakta da ben inip yürüyerek eve geldim. Geldiğimde duşa girmeye hazırlanıyordu. Hayırdır aşkım duşa giriyorsun siktiler mi yoksa seni deyince Hayatım sürekli soruyorsun bu gidişle sanırım kendimi siktireceğim demesiyle sikimde kıpırdanmalar oldu. Düşüncesi bile beni tahrik ediyordu. İki çok samimi arkadaşım vardı kendisi de samimiydi onlarla ayda bir buluşup birbirinin karısıyla sevişiyorlarmış bana teklif ettiklerinde karımı hazırlamam gerek dedim. Ve karıma her fırsatta imalı olarak söylüyordum.

sonunda yaz aylarıydı karım ve ben yıllık izne ayrılmıştık Yavuz bizi yazlığa çağırmıştı. Orçunlarda orda olacakmış. Dolmuşa atlayıp gittik. Hoş geldin den sonra Orçun, Yavuz ve ben şortları giyip sahile inerken karım Şeyma Yavuzun karısı Burçin ve Orçun’un karısı Funda evde yemek hazırlıyorlardı.

Karım bilmiyordu ama o gece sikişecektik. Burçin’e eşim içki içmez kolasına votka katmasını söylemiştim. Funda ve Burçin kısa etek ve askılı badi giymişlerdi, Eşimse bluz jile elbise ve eşarbı vardı. Yemeğe başladık bizler içerken karımda votkalı kolayı bol bol içiyordu. Zaman epey ilerlemiş yemek faslı bitmiş biz erkekler kanepelere otururken kadınlar masayı topluyor Funda ile Burçin eğilip kalktıkça memeleri ve külotları görünüyordu. Bu arada Şeyma sıcaklanıp eşarbı atmıştı sonra dans etmeye başladık dans ederken öpüşüyor birbirimizi okşuyorduk sonra Funda ve Burçin Kocaları değişip onlarla da dudak dudağa öpüşmeye başladılar Yavuz Funda’nın etek fermuarını açtığında etek düşüp külotla kalmıştı Orçun’sa Yavuz’un karısı Burçin’i soymuş sade tangasıyla kalmış memelerini yalıyor emiyordu. Funda Yavuzu bırakıp bana geldi ve Şeyma cım kocanı alabilirmiyim dedi çekip alarak dudaklarıma yumuldu Yavuz’a dönüp yavuz Şeyma ile ilgilen dedi Yavuz eşime yaklaştı sarılmak istedi ama eşim onu itti ve jile elbisesini çıkardı altında miniminnacık bir etek bluzu da çıkarınca memelerini zor kapatan bir sütyen eteği de çıkarınca aman tanrım kırmızı tanga Yavuzu elinden tutup çekiştirerek Orçun un yanına gitti onu da Burçin den çekip aldı Evet beyler sikin beni dedi. İki erkek karıma iki kadında bana kalmıştı

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Herşey yeni başladığım iş yerinde Cananla tanışmam ile başladı. Canan 30 lu yaşlarda oldukça bakımlı düzgün fizikli her erkeğin arzulayacağı cinsten bir kadındı. Benimde gelir gelmez dikkatimi çekmişti ama evli olduğu için başlarda uzak durdum fakat aramızda olucakları hiç tahmin edemezdim. Canan her sabah işe gelir güzel mini ya da diz üstünden etekler giyer bazen çok hoşuma giden ten rengi yada ince siyah renkte çoraplarını giyerdi bazende güzel pürüzsüz bacaklarını çorapsız sergilerdi bana. Canan ile masalarımız çapraz olduğundan gün içerisinde Cananı sikme hayalleri kurardım kocasının ne kadar şanslı olduğunu düşünürdüm. İş arkadaşlarımın hepsininde aynı şekilde düşündüğüne eminim. Bazı aksamlar eve gittiğimde Cananı sikme hayalleri kurarak 31 çekerdim. Birgün cananın kocası Polat bey bankamıza hesap açtırmaya geldi ve cananda iki dakika halledip halledemeyeceğimi sordu bende yaparım tabi dedim. Polat beye bir çay söyledim ve hesap işlemlerini hallederken laflamaya başladık. Polat beyin işini hallettikten sonra hesap işlemleri için polat bey bankamıza daha sık gelmeye başladı tabi işlerini hep ben hallediyordum onun işlerini yaparken karısını sikme hayalleri kurduğumu bilse ne düşünür diye aklımdan geçiriyordum. Gel zaman git zaman muhabbetimi iyice artmıştı bir aksam polat bey beni yemeğe çağırdı evlerine ee az işlerini halletmemiştim teşekkür etmek istemiş (çokta güzel teşekkür etti). O gün aklımda normal dışı hiçbir şey yoktu aslında taaaki evlerine gidene kadar. Akşam için erkenden hazırlanmaya başlamıştım güzel bir takım kol saati ve şık bir ayakkabı seçtikten sonra arabamla polat beylere doğru yola çıktım saat tam 7 de bizde ol demişti polat bey. Evlerine gelip zili çaldığımda Polat bey ile güzel karısı canan kapıyı açtılar, Polat bey elini karısının beline dolamış cananda iki elini birleştirmiş bana hoş geldin diyorlardı. Canan o aksama özel siyah önden yırtmaçlı diz altında biten bir elbise giymişti ve tabiiki ten rengi ince çorapları muazzamdı altın sarısı topuklu aykkabı ve siyah oje tercih etmişti çok şık ve güzel olmuştu gözlerimi polat beyin karısından alamıyordum oda anlamış gibi gülümseyerek bize bakıyordu. Biraz muhabbet ettikten sonra yemek masasına geçtik yiyip içtikten sonra canan mutfağa tatlı hazırlamaya gittiğinde polat bey bana; -polat bey: karımı nasıl buluyorsun; -ben: hoş ve alımlı bir bayan -polat bey : sence iş yerinizdeki erkekler onunla beraber olmayı arzuluyorlar mıdır ? -ben: (biraz şaşkınlık içerisinden ne diyeceğimide bilemeden) bilmemki güzel bir bayan -polat bey: peki sen böyle birisiyle birlikte olömak istermiydin biraz anlatsana yani nasıl buluyosun karımı ? -ben: güzel bir bayan bir erkek olarak isterdim herhalde (hala şaşkınlığım geçmiş değil ) -polat bey: daha detaylı anlatmak istemezmisin karımı nasıl bulduğunu ? -ben: (şaşkınlığımı biraz olsun üstümden atabilmiş durumda ) sütün gibi bacakları ve dolgun kalçalarıyla her erkeğin isteyeceği bir kadın dedim -polat bey: (benim biraz daha cesur konuşmamdan sonra) bende öyle düşünüyorum dışarda herkes ona bakıyor gözlerini alamıyor insanlar. Gel bak sana ne göstereceğim. Ne çıkıcağını bilmeden polat beyi takip ettim ve polat bey beni, yatak odasına getirdi canan hala mutfakta hazırlık yapıyordu. Polat bey bir çekmece açtı ve cananın bugun iş yerinde giydiği külotu çıkartıp bana hediye etti bende şaşkınlık ve fırsat bu fırsat diyerek aldım hediyeyi cebime koydum koymadan once biraz kokladım çok güzel am kokusu vardı dantelli kırmızı bir külot eve gidince üstüne boşalma hayalim hemen kafamdan canlandı ama ihtiyacım kalmayacanı bilmiyordum. Daha sonra içeriye geçtik ve oturma odasında laflarken canan tatlılarla geldi.

Karşılıklı oturup laflamaya başladık bu arada canan bacak bacak üstüne atmış yırtmaçlı elbisesinden güzel bacakları iyice meydana çıkmıştı am kokulu hediyeminde etkisiyle sikim hareketlemeye başlamıştı derken canan çayları tazeliyim hemen geliyorum dedi ve gitti yaklaşık on dakika sonra canan kapıdan gözüktü kırmızı sütyen ve külot takımı giymişti diri göğüsleri sütyenden fırlıyacak gibilerdi. Yıne kırmızı jartiyer siyah jarityer çorabı giymişti kıp kırmızı renkte topuklu ayakkabılar. Aklım çıkıcak gibiydi her gün hayalini kurduğum canan karsımdaydı o anda polat beye baktım polat bey eliyle cananı gösterek küçük bi teşşekkür hediye lütfen kabul et dedi. Ben ne yapıcağımı şaşırmıştım ama cananın o görüntüsüyle kazma gibi olan sikim kendisini belli eidydu canan aheste yürüyerek gelip pantolonumu açtı aletimi elleriyle çıkartıp sıvazlamaya başladı polat beyde bu arada karsıdaki koltuğa geçmişti. Güzel canan yavaşça diliyle ıslattığı aletimi ağzına almaya başlayınca sikim patlıycak gibi oldu çok güzel sakso çekiyordu canan. Yaklaşık beş dakika sikimle özel olarak ilgilendikten sonra beni kaldırıp kravatımı ve dsaha sonra gömleğimi çıkkarttı. Kendiside koltuğa oturup güzel bacaklarını araladı ama hala cananın hazinesine ulaşamamıştım. Topuklu ayakkabılarında başlayak mis kokulu ayaklarını yalamaya başladım dilimle takip edip bacaklarından sevgili arkadaşım polatın bana sunduğu karısnın hazinesine ulaştım mis gibi amcık kokusu vardı yavaşça kenarıya sıyırıp dilimi içinde gezdirmeye başladım alttan cananı izliyordum cananda polat beyle göz göze zevkten uçuyordu. Artık polat beyin namusunu kendi namusum yapma zamnı gelmişti cananın külotunu çıkartıp iki bacağını havada birleştirdim iyice daralan haznesine yavaşça sürtünmeye başladım her sürtünmemde canandan çıkan sesler artıyordu sikimin başı artık cananın içindeydi yavaşça tamamını sokunca canandan uzunca bir ooohhhh sesi duyuldu başlarda yavaş yavaş git gel yapıyordum cananın inlemeleri arttıkça hızımıda arttırdım. -canan: kökle aşkım polatın namusunu sikip bırak hadii hadii daha sert artık sikicim sensin diyerek inliyor zevkten çığlıklar atıyordu bende daha fazla dayanamayarak polat beyin güzel namusunun içine sıcacık döllerimi akıtarak kendi namusum yapmıştım. 1 1,5 saat daha kalıp duş aldıktan sonra biraz laflayıp ayrıldım polat beylerden.

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Dear Nicole,

Of course you’re right! I couldn’t believe it happened either…having sex with one of my best friends’ mothers! I was such a slut back then! I must have been! But at the time, it didn’t seem like I was…we were all just having fun! No, I never told my mother about Teri Johnson, and I don’t think Teri told because it was never brought up. I’m not sure what my mom might have said, and I don’t want to find out! I didn’t even tell Felecia about it! Teri and you are the only ones who know.

For the next three days I hung out at home and spent some time with my mom. We did some last minute Christmas shopping, had lunch on Tuesday with one of my aunts… and then on Wednesday night I went to a party at Megan’s house. And no…I know what you’re thinking! it wasn’t one of “those” parties. It was a class party with just our homeroom. Megan and C.J. were the only ones there that you know. Our two homeroom sponsors were there as well and everything was really nice. We presented them with a gift and everyone had a great time dancing and decorating and playing Christmas songs and just acting goofy together.

C.J. had been giving me this flirty, wistful look all night too. It had been about ten days since the threesome with Tim, and it crossed my mind that maybe we could have some fun later. Anyway…about the time the party was winding down and people were starting to leave, I was in the kitchen small-talking with Megan and helping her clean up some of the mess. But…you know how it is! It wasn’t long and we started talking about sex. I was getting quite worked up when C.J. came in and dumped ten or so empty soda cans into the recycling basket.

“Megs, I’m sorry…but a whole bowl of Cheeto’s must have been dropped on the carpet, then they got stepped on. I scooped up what I could, but it needs the vacuum. If you get it for me, I’ll finish the job.” Megan directed him to the hall closet and returned to the kitchen shaking her head and smiling.

“What?” I inquired, smiling back at her. “Like…what ‘fun’ little thought is running through that horny little mind of yours?”

Megan laughed and said, “Oh, my God! That boy has such a cute butt! It’s been a while since I played with him too! Like…we need to have another party one of these days!”

“You horny little slut!” I giggled. “When was the last time you played with him?”

“God…it’s been like…umm…months, I think! Yes! The last time was during that card game we played, Oh God…like, was that ever a fun night!”

I stood there silently for a few seconds, thinking hard. There were at least two options that I could have proposed and I wasn’t sure which one to choose. On the one hand I wanted to get with C.J., but on the other hand it would also be fun to have Megan join us. But if she joined us, there would be some fucking involved and I wasn’t sure how she would feel about that.

“Ya’ know what, Megs? I’m pretty sure you and I could convince Cee that the three of us should have our own little party tonight. What do you think?”

Megan’s eyes grew wide and then they narrowed dreamily. “Ooooo…Nancy! I like it! But you know what? I’m not sure when my parents will be getting home. I told them this party would be over at ten. It’s 9:45 now.”

“Yeah…but we could go to my house if we want. My dad’s boss gave my parents tickets to a play downtown. It started at 8:00; there’s no way they’ll be home before midnight!”

“Wow…that would be perfect; my folks wouldn’t want me out past midnight anyway even if there isn’t any school tomorrow!”

“Okay…but Megan, there’s something I have to tell you.”

“What’s that?”

“Well…” I began slowly, “like you know a lot has changed so far this year?”

“Yes,” she replied, “but that should make this even more fun!”

I knew she was referring to the fact that she and I had been lovers now as well! “Oh, I know, that will make it more fun! But something else has happened too! The parties just aren’t the same anymore.”

“They’re not? What do you mean?”

“Umm…well…if you and I get together with C.J., I’m going to like…let him fuck me!”

I thought Megan would be surprised, but she wasn’t. “Really? God yes…I was kinda hoping for a little more fun than usual!”

“Wow…you don’t mind?”

Now Megan looked surprised, “Mind? Why would I mind? Shit…I’ve been wondering for quite a while what that beautiful cock of his would feel like in my pussy!”

Megan’s graphic exclamation shocked me, Nicole! But at the same time I was getting so turned on! I inched over to my cute red-haired friend and slid a hand between her thighs, cupping her pussy right through her shorts. Megan parted her legs a little, giving me better access. I grabbed the back of her hair and yanked her head back, sucking at her exposed throat and pushing my palm hard against her mound. Megan groaned and leaned heavily against the island in the center of the kitchen, her hands on the counter-top trying to hold her steady.

“Oh, eryaman escort Nancy…Goddddddd!”

I kissed her neck wetly, sucking up to her left earlobe before hissing in her ear, “So… my horny little bitch, you want a hard dick in here?” I squeezed her pussy roughly for emphasis and Megan jumped in my hands. “Have you ever had a cock fuck you before, or would tonight be your first time?”

“What are you two doing?”

We spun around to see C.J. standing in the kitchen doorway grinning at us! His face looked exactly like that of a little boy who had just unwrapped an exciting, new toy on Christmas morning.

Megan and I blushed, but we also laughed, “Is there something we can do for you?” I asked, trying to sound very parental!

“Whoa…Wait a sec! So maybe you two want to be alone or something? Like maybe I should just let you go and finish what you started?”

“Actually, if you must know” Megan interjected, “we were like talking about you right then, Mr. Interrupter of a Private Conversation Person!”

Megan’s Phoebe-like comment broke us both up. It was at least a full minute before I could control myself again. I rarely saw C.J. laugh that hard, but he finally got a hold of himself too and replied, “What about me? What are you saying behind my back?”

“Oh, nothing much,” said Megan.

I could see where this conversation was going, Nicole! The three of us were going to be having some sexy fun soon. My whole body was tingling and I noticed that the bulge in C.J.’s khakis was growing.

“Yeah,” I said, straining to keep the arousal out of my voice. I smiled at C.J. sweetly and continued, “I was only asking Megan if she’d ever had a hard cock fill up her beautiful pussy before. It really was none of your business! But since you asked, what would you say if she asked you to fuck her. Do you think you’re man enough?”

C.J. grinned, his eyes twinkled and he played right along. “Man enough? I think the greater question should be…is Megan ready for a man like me?

“Oh Really!?” It was all I could do to keep from giggling. I reached for Megan’s left tit and massaged it suggestively through her tank top. “What do you think, Megs? Think he has what it takes?”

Megan shivered as my fingers squeezed her boob, but she grinned right back at Cee and said, “Maybe…he does have a pretty nice ass, and I seem to remember his cock wasn’t bad either.”

I slid my hand down Megan’s tummy and deftly unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts. Megan jumped a bit as my middle finger pushed aside the hood at the top of her slit and feathered circles around her hardening little button. C.J.’s mouth gaped open in surprise.

“Mmm…she’s pretty wet, Cee,” I cooed. “By the way…did I ever tell you that Megs and I fucked and sucked each other silly about three weeks ago?” Just to emphasize this point, I pulled my fingers out of Megan’s pussy, leering at him before sucking them into my mouth. It had the desired effect!

“Oh…F..f..u..u..c..c..k..K,” C.J. groaned, his face contorted with lust.

Megan and I both giggled, Nicole, and then she really poured it on. She pushed her shorts to the floor and leaned against me, her right leg draped over my knees, exposing her cute ass to our now bug-eyed friend. “Here…let me taste,” she said, pulling my hand to her lips and briefly licking the same two fingers, then sucking on them like I had done. “Mmm…” she stared at him, “Sooo good!”

Now I was moaning! Megan pushed her thigh between my legs and ground it into my mound. I could feel the excitement pounding in my temples as my pussy reacted to the pressure. Megan had this smoldering look in her eyes and she grabbed my tits roughly, pinching my left nipple and crushing her lips against mine in a searingly hot kiss.

We tongued each other’s mouth for several seconds and I was just about to pull her shirt up over her breasts when a startled Megan yelped sharply and pulled away from me. “Oh, m..mmy G..GGod…” she stammered.

I looked behind her and there was C.J., down to one knee on the floor between her legs. His hands were spreading her cheeks and his face was buried between them, feverishly licking and sucking her ass. Megan squirmed against his tongue, reaching behind herself with both both hands, grabbing at his hair.

“Ohhh Shit!” she cried, as his tongue drove into her hole, “Fuckkk…Cee…Ohhh Fuckkk yesss…suck that, Baby! Oooo…yeah! FUCK it with your tongue!”

Then I did pull her shirt up! Megan’s chest was already heaving and her breathing sounded raspy. Her nipples were so hard, jutting out from her sweet little titties, begging to be sucked. I leaned over and flicked at the right one with the tip of my tongue and then, with a groan, I slid my hand down her tummy and pushed my middle finger into her gash. The pleasure must have been intense because she spasmed for a moment, then let out a shrill, “Ohhhh… wweeeeee”, arching her back in response to our fucking fingers and tongues. eryaman escort bayan I yanked at her nipple with my teeth and lips and pushed my finger all the way up her tunnel, rotating the palm against her clit.

Megan was squealing now… “Oh..Ohh..Ohhh! “…non-stop! Saliva was smeared all over her boobs as I frantically sucked her tits, switching back and forth from one nipple to the other. My two fingers were sawing into her pussy and when dragging them out, I’d purposely draw them across her clit making her cry out even more! I could feel C.J. working on her ass! Every few seconds he would lick at her vagina, his tongue catching my fingers, then he’d pull back to her asshole and stab her with it again.

All of this only took about two minutes; and then, Megan went stiff! “Oh, myyy Godddd…,” she whimpered, “I’m gonna fuckin’ cum… Oh, God! I’m gonna cummm, Nancy! Ohhh Fu.u..c..k!” Her body jerked, then shuddered, and then our cute little toy exploded in orgasm. She clenched hard on my fingers and shook violently while I held her close, thrilled at the intense pleasure she was feeling.

“Wow! Was that a good one, Megs?” C.J. had sat back on the kitchen’s area rug, a look of supreme satisfaction on his face.

“Oh fuck yes,” said Megan, lifting her head from my shoulder and looking down at him. “and like, we’re not finished yet either, big talker! You are in the mood to fuck, aren’t you?”

“Hell yes, Babe…I’m just sittin’ here trying to decide who’s pussy needs it the most! What do you think Nance?”

I couldn’t answer that directly, Nicole, I was too busy thinking about what Cee’s tongue would feel like on my ass. “Did you like C.J. tonguing your asshole, Megs? How did that feel?”

“God, Nance, I can’t really tell how good you both made me feel.” She glanced at C.J. “Maybe you could give Nancy a little bit of that tongue too?”

C.J. grinned, “Sure! I’d be glad to give …”

We didn’t even let him finish! I was on him like a cat, pushing him to the floor. “Get his pants, Megan, let’s see if his cock is still hard!” I knelt over the top of his head and pulled his t-shirt up and off. C.J. was laughing pretty hard, and when Megan got his pants undone, he arched his hips so she could yank them off. His dick was indeed steely hard, and it swung straight up when clear of his boxers.

“I think you should sit on his face, Nance,” said Megan with a giggle, “go ahead…I think I can take care of this!”

C.J. groaned as her smallish hands ran up and down the length of his hard cock, feeling the velvety smooth skin, pausing a little to fondle his balls. I was sitting above his head, leaning over the top of him, sliding my hands over his chest, rolling his nipples in my fingers and watching Megan get more and more aroused by the responses of this boy’s beautiful dick in her hands. When just stroking him became too much for her, she wrapped her right hand around the base, cradled the head in her left hand and with a heated sigh started to feverishly lick it.

Talking about heated, Nicole! C.J. jumped when he felt her tongue take him. She had him moaning non-stop now and he reached under her chest to cup and play with her small boob. “Ohh…Wow! Megs…Shit!” he managed to say. “God yes…lick my cock! Yesss… just like that! DAMN! Unggghhhh…shit yeah!” He plucked at her nipple and Megan hummed a groan and slid the purple, swollen head between her lips, sucking at the loose skin under his circumcised cap.

Then I lowered my face to his, or rather, he reached up and pulled my face to his. Our lips touched and he buried his tongue in my mouth, sucking and licking hard! I thought he was trying to suck my tongue out of my head and I wrenched his nipples just as hard in a reaction to his aggressiveness.

I broke away from the kiss and got up on my hands and knees, letting my tits swing freely just above his mouth. “Ohh Goddd…Cee, yesss…suck my tits, Ohh, my Goddd…yess… Mmmmm!” I did that, partly because it felt so good, but also because I wanted to watch little Megan’s mouth get filled with cock.

It was shocking how erotic she looked doing that. She would suck him down deep, her cheeks hollowing out; and from this angle, I could tell that her tongue was lathing all over his shaft. I was amazed that Megan was this good at sucking cock! And then… she would let his pole slip out of her mouth, strings of saliva clinging to his dick and her lips. She would use it as lube and pump his shaft with her small hand, licking the swollen head. She was like so into it and turning me on so much! My pussy and stomach were twisting with aroused excitement.

“Ohh…FUCK! Ahh…Mmm…Megs! God! Suck his cock, girl! Oh Yeah…Suck his cock, you nasty little bitch!” Megan heard me and grinned around his hard-on, never letting up. If anything, her tongue flew faster on the underside of his pole.

C.J. was groaning even louder now and he responded by pushing my tits together and sucking both my nipples at the escort eryaman same time! This was just too much, Nicole! There was no waiting any longer. My hand flew between my legs and I began wildly fingering my clit, desperate to get off. It didn’t take long. “Oh..Ohh…OHHH! SHIT! Oh…I’m gonna fuckin’ cum, Megs!”

Megan looked up, still pumping his pole and said, “Cum! Go ahead! I want you to, cum really hard, Nance!” She slurped him in again, but her eyes were watching me.

“Ohh Goddd…” I cried, “Ungg…Uhhh…UHHH!” When the orgasm hit, I doubled over so hard! C.J. was wrenching my nips, pulling on my tits and that sensation just prolonged the spasms.

I opened my eyes just in time to see Cee’s ass rise off the floor. He drove his cock up into little Megan’s throat and with guttural “Ooo…aahhhh!”, blasted her mouth full of hot cum! What a little slut that girl was, Nicole! She got it all…swallowed it all… didn’t lose any at all; and she pulled off his dick, licking her lips and smiling.

All three of us sat up, giggling and panting with the exertion. “God…girls! Fuckin’ awesome!” C.J. managed to say. He pulled Megan to him and kissed her deeply, her body melting against his. I reached out and caressed her on the small of her back and then slid my hand down to her ass. She was quivering with passion, her ass clenching and releasing, her cute body obviously getting ready for more. I wasn’t near finished myself.

Megan must have read my mind because she turned to me and said, “I want more, Nance, don’t you?” She turned to C.J. and reached for his cock, murmuring, “Don’t you? Don’t you want to fuck my pussy with this? Don’t you want to, Cee?”

“Oh Goddd…yesss!” I moaned. I leaned in and started kissing C.J. myself, grabbing Megan’s hair and guiding her face into a very hot three-way kiss. Our tongues fought and slithered and slathered all over, with me holding them both by the back of the head so they couldn’t get away…not that they wanted to!

“Hey,” said Megan when she finally pulled away, “She’s still wearing her shorts, Cee! Those clothes need to come off!” They double-teamed me and I was naked in ten seconds. The kiss had really stirred me up again, and Megan pushed me to the floor, her petite body straddling me on all fours, her back arched and her ass and open pussy in C.J.’s face. “Here, Nance,” she whispered hoarsely, “hold your tits up to me.” I grasped them by their sides and pushed them together and Megan slid her chest against mine, our nipples touching, flicking and folding against each other’s!

“Oh, my God…Do I love this, Megs! Mmmm…Yesss…ohhh, yesss!” I glanced over her shoulder and smiled at the incredulous look on C.J.’s face. He seemed frozen like that, unable to believe what his eyes were seeing. “You gonna just watch, Cee?” I asked, my voice straining, “Or are you gonna fuck her?”

“Wait!” said Megan. She rolled off of me. “Lay down again, C.J., there’s something I want to try!”

C.J. got down again and Megan quickly climbed on top. I thought she was going to ride him the regular way, but God, was I ever wrong. Holding his cock down with one hand, I watched… fascinated… as Megan slid her pussy against his shaft, her labia spreading wide to partially wrap around his swollen pole! She lowered herself a little more and used both hands to spread her pussy lips wider, his cock slipping further between them. It was so great looking…I got down there to watch.

Wow! Then our little red-haired slut began to move her hips. C.J.’s cock was so fuckin’ hard, Nicole! She was so wet, and he was so hard, and she slid her pussy up and down his beautiful shaft, jacking him with her cunt like I had never seen before! Cee’s eyes were rolling into the back of his head; that feeling must have indescribable!

“Where did you learn that, Megan?” I was choking with arousal but couldn’t help but ask. Her face was so twisted with pleasure and I watched some more as she leaned further into it, C.J.’s cock slipping through at the top of her slit…directly stimulating her clit! Every time Megan changed direction, she gasped…her clit rubbing against the underside of his sex, driving them both to the edge.

At first she was gasping, but soon she was groaning, then crying out as she came. C.J. was holding onto her shoulders for dear life. I knew that if hadn’t already cum once, there would have been no way he could have held off like this. Her orgasm swept through her in waves and I loved watching her body react like it did. Unbelievably, she didn’t slow down either…in one quick move she rose up, bringing the head of Cee’s prick to the entrance of her tunnel. Then she sat down hard…his cock plunging into her pussy and bottoming out, causing both of them to shout!

I reached over, pinching and rolling Megan’s beautiful nipple and another shuddering chill coursed through her. “Doesn’t that feel good, Megs?” I asked, “Doesn’t his cock feel good in your pussy?”

Megan answered by nodding, grimacing and bracing herself with both hands on C.J.’s chest. I noticed that her middle fingertips were placed squarely on his nipples and she was fingering them. He was holding her ass, pulling her tight against him, letting her feel his prick filling her.

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