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Come into my parlour said the spider…

The sensor picked up her entry to my room so the camera started and recorded her carrying a duster and an air freshener spray, but instead of using them, she laid them on my bed and then opened the drawer in my bedside table. After checking the contents of the drawer, and presumably finding nothing of interest, or value, she closed it and moved to the wardrobe.

Fifteen minutes later, she had completed her inspection, she gave my room a light dusting and spray then she left the room.

I switched the monitor over to the camera, which, with her knowledge, I had installed in my daughter’s room. The motion sensor picked up her entry to Gemma’s room and the camera and mic’ became live. I watched as she checked all my daughter’s belongings.

She obviously knew where to look for what she wanted. She went straight to Gemma’s wardrobe, took the vibrator from its hiding place in a shoebox, and moved to the bed. Lifting her dress, she removed her knickers then opened her legs to display a very tidy bush with a slight opening down through her pudenda, before lying on the bed.

She, bent her knees, placed the soles of her feet flat on the bed and then began pleasuring herself with her discovery. She switched it on and used it to arouse her little pink clitoris prior to sliding the buzzing instrument deep inside her vagina.

When she was satisfied with its position, she transferred her attention to rubbing her clit, unbuttoning, and opening the dress top and revealing her extremely ample and unsupported breasts, then fondling them and pulling on her big nipples.

It took thirty minutes to for her to achieve an orgasm and I had already spurted my own cum into a couple of tissues and then I tidied myself up as she cleaned he vibrator and replaced it in its rightful place.

I had the video record of her activities and after I had taken a few stills for my own later pleasure, I prepared to confront her with the evidence of her actions. I was reasonably sure that I was going to be successful in my endeavour to obtain her compliance but nothing is certain until accomplished.

I had begun to suspect that our cleaner was going through my things and had asked my daughter if she had found any items in places other than where she expected them to be or not how she would normally leave them. She thought for a moment and then said yes, but she had put it down to forgetfulness.

I told her of my suspicions and although there was a faint red tinge in her face as she did so she had immediately given me permission to install a camera and mic’ in her room.

“No peeking dad, I want to be able to switch them off when I’m in the room.”

“Just because your mom left me doesn’t mean that I’m becoming desperate for a peek at young women doing whatever it is that young women do when in their bedroom.”

“Sorry dad, it is just the thought of having recording equipment hidden in my room.”

“Well it won’t be in there for long my love. She comes tomorrow morning and if she does anything she shouldn’t be doing, it will be recorded and then I’ll remove it.”

The sensors, cameras, and mic’s went into both our rooms and the scene was set.

The fly entered the web and my prospects of happier time improved.

Having obtained the video, I went to my boss the next day and booked a flexi-time day off in lieu of the extra time I had worked. Now my cleaner would have some company on her next visit.

I rang the cleaner at home and asked her if she would be willing to perform an extra task that I needed doing on her next visit. It would mean her being kept busy until at least lunch time, but I was willing to pay extra if she could come round at 9am and see to me.”

“I doubted that she would realise the phrasing had a double meaning which amused me.”

“Dad, what are you going to do about the cleaner?”

I had told my daughter that the recording equipment had proved that the cleaner was poking about in our rooms and that I had the video proof so the recording kit had been removed from her room.

“What are you going to do now dad?”

“Getting hold of a cleaner can be difficult love, so I intend being here when she comes and I’ll have it out with her. As the old adage has it, a bird in the hand is better than two in the bush. I do not want to have to look for someone else.”

After Gemma had gone to bed on the evening before my cleaner was due, I connected my laptop to the TV and made certain that the video file I wanted was ready to go. I also made certain that the slide show of the stills I had made from the video was ready to run. All was in readiness, I had my condoms, slim vibrator, and lubrication Sıhhiye Escort downstairs handy for what I hoped would be the start of a very tiring morning, and not only for the cleaner.

She arrived on time. Red hair tied back to hang down to her waist. She had a house key and so, when she walked into the lounge and found me sitting there in my bathrobe it surprised her. I hit the start button and the 42-inch TV displayed a very revealing still picture of my cleaner’s pussy, with the end of a vibrator protruding from it as she rubbed at her clit and pulled on her nipples.

From my point of view, it was a good picture because it also included her face.

“Sit down Freda it is Freda isn’t it? Yes, I thought so. No not there, just here with me. I want you to have a good view of everything. It won’t be of surprise to you that this is what I saw when I looked at what my cameras had recorded last week.”

I set the slideshow running so that she could see the ten shots of her that I had chosen.

“I said sit down. In case you think I missed something I’ll play this video for you.”

I selected the video and hit the play button. She began to cry and gabble about how sorry she was and that she was on medication and it did odd things to her.

“Freda, shut up and listen. You say you’re sorry, well I’m not. I’m not because now you are going to do things with me that have nothing to do with cleaning and as you’re used to that it won’t be difficult for you, will it? In view of what you have been doing I am guessing that you don’t have much of a sex life. Well that is about to change. To put it bluntly Freda you and I are going to fuck, this morning and that will just be a taster. You won’t have any more need for a vibrator.

I opened my bathrobe to show that it was all I was wearing It also showed just how aroused I was in anticipation of the next three or four hours.

She stared at my erection and then reached for it.

“Don’t be so eager, kneel in front of me and masturbate me then suck it. Do it gently and I will treat you gently.”

She moved to kneel and carry out my instruction slowly at first, but then she did exactly as I had asked and for about ten minutes, my world became a happier place.

“Stand up.”

She did so, and without asking me, she unbuttoned her dress all the way down the front. I had my first close up of her breasts which were big and plump, but oh wow, they hardly drooped at all and I knew that because she wasn’t wearing a bra’. It seemed that she was happy to have them bouncing about as she worked or walked. I doubt that she ever ran anywhere.

“Take everything off Freda. You know what we’re going to do and we might as well be relaxed about it because it will be a damn sight more enjoyable than if you mess me about.”

I stood up to feel her breasts and hard, erect, nipples and then I had a slow, tactile tour of her hard body, culminating in cupping her fluff covered vulva and gently pressing against her clitoral hood.

I am 6ft 2in tall, weigh 250 lbs and go to the gym’ twice a week.

She is around 5ft 9 inches tall, weighs around about 180 lbs and is the possessor of a fantastic pair of breasts adorned with long, hard nipples. She did not appear at all flabby and I decided that she must also work out somewhere.

She was about to be fucked and had obviously decided that she may as well try to enjoy it, so she knelt on the sofa. Even though I was getting a wonderful view of the amazing globes that formed her backside and I was quite willing to take her from behind, in fact I intended to have both her entrances in that manner; I was just not ready for that delight at this moment.

I reached down, took a good grip of those magnificent breasts, and hauled her to her feet and led her to the table. I sat on the edge. Taking her hand and placing it on my cock, I asked her to fellate me again. She did, I couldn’t fault her on that activity and I got the feeling that she was enjoying herself. That was unexpected.

My body wanted action so I lifted her head up to release my cock and then I got off the table and told her to get on it and kneel at the edge with her thighs as far apart as she could manage. Soon I was looking at her slit, which was slightly open with puffed labia.

Pushing my face into that pussy and kissing it was like saying ‘open sesame’. Her lips parted and what had been a slit was now a slot and my tongue was between her labia and forcing its way through her inner lips and into the entrance to her vagina.

Once I’d tasted her inner sanctum’s juices, I knew that we were going to be seeing a lot of each other, or better said, Tandoğan Escort we’d be seeing each other on a very regular basis.

I took my vibrator and rolled a condom down it and then used the lube’ on it. I also poured a little lube on her rear doorway and as I applied the vibrator to that orifice, I told that as she had shown her liking for vibrators I had decided to give her a treat and was willing to share mine with her.

A little pressure and Freda’s back door opened.

“OH, OH fuck, what are you d…? Oh, mmm. OW, that is fucking weird.

A little more pressure and the vibrator made its way down her anal canal.

“OOH, oo fuuuck, aaahhh I’m ooh, OOOH.

Soon it was all the way in and so I fucked her anus for a few minutes as she moaned and wriggled around. I told her to stop wriggling, but she took no notice so I slapped her big, soft bottom, hard, several times and that got her attention.

I let go of the vibrator and began inserting fingers into her open sex tunnel until I had three fingers pumping in and out of her wet sex. The pressure of my fingers against the thin wall of her vagina caused Freda to become intensely aware of the vibrator in her anus.

As I recommenced fucking her anus and finger fucked her vagina she swore that she would not give me the pleasure of hearing her begging me to stop. I let go of the vibrator once again, but this time I reached for one of her fabulous tits and squeezed her enormous nipple. She climaxed very soon afterwards soaking my hand in her cum.

I removed my hand from her tunnel and moved round the table to offer my fingers to her so that she could enjoy her own body fluids. I told her that we would repeat what we had just done if she failed to do as she was told, she licked my fingers.

I removed the vibrator and told her to go and wash herself and as she did so I dealt with the condom and then had a wash. I brought a blanket from my bedroom and covered the top of the table, and when Freda returned, I told her to get back onto the table, but this time I wanted her on her back with her legs open and high. Placing a chair in between her legs I sat facing her pussy and told her to lower her legs over my shoulders.

I sucked her labia, I sucked her clitoris, and I licked deep into the interior of her warm, very wet, pink vaginal passage. As I did so, my hands were busy roaming over as much of her body as I could reach, thankfully that included her breasts and I did spend a lot of time fondling, mauling them and their hard nipples.

It was time. I stood, pushed the chair away and then I held my cock and fed it into her vagina. Once the head was well seated inside her, I pushed it as far as I could get it as fast as I could do it

My cock slammed into her cervix and she rewarded me with a loud:

“OOF, Oh fucking hell. Please, not so hard, please don’t be soooh, oh fuck me.”

“I am doing. Would you like me to stop?”

“NO.”

“What would you enjoy the most? How often do you have sex, who with because I know you’re not married? What position do you prefer and do you like anal sex?”

“I just like being Oh, fucked, but I don’t get much chance, I am often too tired to go out in the evening in the hope of getting picked up and not many men like a woman Oohh, my size. I don’t care what position I have it I’ve never ha, had anal sex, if what you did with that vibrator is anal sex then I suppose I could probably get used to it. OH, mmm, fuck.”

Oh boy, she was in for a surprise. As we spoke I was pumping into her body with a steady rhythm and bouncing her breasts about just to see them wobbling. As I did this, she had reached down to her clitoris and was giving it a good rubbing, which caused her to gasp and twitch occasionally.

“Why did you search my room?”

“There are very, Fuck; few men of your size in this town, there are only two whoo are unattached. The other is flabby and he’d probably have a heart attack. You’re in good shape and I like that, I was hoping to find out anything about you that I could use to help me to attract you if I could.”

“Well that worked. So what was the scene in Gemma’s room all about?”

“I found that shoe box under her bed one day, OOH, that is soooh mmm, and I admit it turned me on a little when I saw what was in it. I used it. I cleaned it and returned it to the box, but I forgot to put the box back where I found it, I think I left it on the dresser

“The last time I was here I looked for it in the wardrobe which is where shoeboxes are normally kept. You were videoing me when I found, and used, it so you set me up to do this. All you had to do was tell me that you Tunalı Escort fancied fucking me and I would have been all over you..” I’M CUMMING, oh Fuck, I’m cumming.”

“What can I say? I’m shy; I wouldn’t know how to tell a woman that I wanted to fuck her just to find out if she was good in bed.”

“Take me to bed and you will find out without asking.”

It seemed to be a reasonable offer so I did. She was discovering all about the delights of real anal sex when Gemma walked into my bedroom.

“Good god dad. You two are unbelievably noisy. Why are you…? Oh, I see.

I came home for lunch because I wanted to see how you dealt with the problem of inquisitive cleaners. It never occurred to me that you’d want, or be able, to force her into bed with you.”

“I’m not forcing anyone, she asked me to take her to bed.”

“What? No coercion at all?”

“Well, one has to start any negotiation from a position of strength, which, believe me, can be fun.”

“You must teach me about negotiation techniques; it sounds like an interesting subject.”

I have to assume that the presence of Gemma had a dampening effect on Freda’s lust, but it made me excited because in any conversation, Gemma and I had never touched even very lightly on anything with a sexual content. I was therefore unprepared for the sudden stimulation of seeing my daughter, I pumped a lot of semen into Freda and listened to her reaction as it triggered a response from her body.

The mood was broken. I retracted myself from Freda’s vagina and I still say that when I turned to go to the bathroom I had not considered that I was about to give Gemma an unrestricted view of her father’s genitalia.

“Wow; dad. That is a sight I’ll always treasure.”

I scuttled off to clean up and put a ‘robe on. When I returned, the women had gone downstairs and Freda was dressing. She said that she was going home to have long soak and try to clear her thoughts about the morning’s activities.

I stood in her way and produced a £50 note.

“I know that at one point, you might not have expected to be paid for the cleaning you had expected to be doing. I know that you can’t afford to lose any money and I did tell you that I’d pay extra if you’d come and see to me. Well, you came, twice as I recall and I came, which was nice.”

“Take this, and I have to tell you that as of today you are to come and see to me on Saturdays, because I have to work during the week as well.”

“You want me to clean for you on a Saturday?”

“No, I want you to tell anyone who asks, that you clean for me on a Saturday. What you will, hopefully, be doing is screwing with me. When you were telling me about the lack of suitably sized males in this town, what you forgot to mention is that there are very few women of your size and with your looks in this little town.

I’ve lusted after you ever since I saw you, I couldn’t believe my luck when I found that you did cleaning and Gemma was over the moon because she would have less of it to do.”

“Are you up for it for a purely sex driven relationship? I am never going to tell you that I love you or show any other signs of endearment?” I just want your body. Are you willing to go with that?”

“I’d be stupid not to be. I told you I that I had wanted to get close to you. Well I couldn’t have been any closer, could I?”

She promised to come on the Saturday and then went home.

“That evening, my 20 yrs. old daughter, 5ft 7in tall, 168 lb with what are probably 38D breasts, walked into my bedroom, naked, climbed into my bed and told me that she had thought long and hard about what she was going to do ever since Freda had gone home and decided that she was on a winner because she had me to herself every evening to get what she had been missing and now she wanted me to fuck her.

She knew exactly what she had to do to overcome any initial negative response from me and she did it. When she had finished sucking, she said that she’d never had a man inside her because none of the men she knew wanted to have sex with her because of her size.

“I even used that bloody vibrator to tear my hymen so that I could feel something hard inside me.”

“Please dad, fuck me, just for the fun of it.”

She knew that I had always done what she wanted me to do for her and this was not going be an exception.

For two years, I had gone without any sexual contact with a female. I now have two willing female bodies to give me what I wanted as long as I give them what they want. We are all satisfied.

About two months into the new relationships I caught a severe cold and had to withdraw from close contact with both Freda and Gemma. Saturday came and so did Freda but being at a loose end they were happy have a try at sapphic sex to see if there was anything in it for them. There was and is.

Freda spends most of her time here now, She still goes home at night but she cooks, cleans, fucks on demand, and generally keeps Gemma and I on our toes, or better said, on our beds.

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© BY SW MO HERMIT

Cecil Rodgers and his new fiancee Penelope (when they first met she made it VERY clear she was Penelope, NOT Penny) Parsons burst into her parents large house laughing and hugging as they went. As soon as the door slammed open Penelope yelled, “Mother, Father, where are you?”

They heard a female voice say, “In the family room, Dear.”

Penelope quickly pulled Cecil along behind her as she burst into the family room where she heard the TV blaring. Her parents were sitting in their chairs sipping brandy while they listened to the late news. She almost ran to her mother and held her left hand out to show her the nice sized diamond engagement ring she’d accepted earlier that evening. She caroled, “Look Mother. I’m getting married.”

Her mother held her hand steady while she glanced at the ring. It was obvious she didn’t know just what to say and before she managed to say anything Jordan Parsons, her father, jerked his head around and almost glared at the young couple. He said, “What did you say sweetheart?”

Penelope pulled her hand away from her mother and headed for her father, holding it out toward him so he could see her ring. He glanced at it, then glared at Cecil before he said, “Are you sure that’s a good idea pumpkin? We hardly know anything at all about this young man.”

“Oh, Daddy. He’s kind and sweet and I love him. That’s enough. Besides, he’ll receive two degrees in May when he graduates from college.”

“Humpf, well, we’ll see,” Jordan said before he turned his attention back to the news.

Cecil and Penelope chatted a moment longer with her mother before they went into the living room so they could be alone longer. It was after midnight before Cecil grudgingly left for his small student apartment. He had tried mightily to get Penelope to come spend the night with him like she had many nights in the past but she refused. She said, “I know I’ve spent the night with you before but I just can’t tonight. What would Mother and Father think? I can’t just leave now that I’m home and not come back. I’ll come back to school early Sunday and we’ll spend Sunday night together honey.”

“Ok. I’ll miss you.”

Sunday morning the Parson’s family took brunch at the country club. During the meal Jordan asked question after question about Cecil. Finally, in exasperation, Penelope said, “Daddy, why are you getting so upset about Cecil all at once? You’ve seen him occasionally for over a year now.”

“Yes, but I had no idea you were going to go off the deep end and marry him. I thought you would just run around with him like you have so many of the other boys and eventually you’d find someone appropriate to marry. I know nothing about him or his family. How is he going to support you? What are his prospects?”

For the first time, her mother entered the conversation, saying, “Is he even suitable for you? Who is his family? How do we know he isn’t just interested in you for our money?”

Tears were beginning to leak from Penelope’s eyes by this time. She said, “I’ve only met his parents once but they seemed to be nice people. His father owns his own insurance business and has five offices. I know that. I think his mother teaches English in one of the high schools.”

DeDe, her mother, said, “Oh, dear. His father’s a salesman? And his mother teaches in a public school? Oh, dear. I suppose he’s saddled with all kinds of debt paying for his college. You’ll have to help pay it off I suppose.”

“No Mother. We were talking about finances a while back and he told me he doesn’t have any student loans. He always seems to have more than enough money.”

“Oh, dear. He doesn’t sell drugs or something does he? Or maybe he has a rich family member he’s getting help from?”

“MOTHER! NO, he isn’t selling OR using drugs. I don’t know about a rich relative though. maybe.”

Jordan spoke up then saying, “Well, we have to get to the bottom of this. I’ll have some people look into things for you pumpkin. You can’t be too careful you know.”

A very subdued Penelope left the country club just after 1:30 in the afternoon. She drove slowly back to the college on the other side of town and, instead of going to Cecil’s small apartment, she went to hers where she sat drinking wine and thinking about the conversation she’d had with her parents during brunch. ‘What did she know about Cecil? Sure, he seemed to be nice and he always had money but she’d never seen him work or heard him mention a job. He had mentioned royalties a time or two. Maybe he had something to do with oil?”

Later that evening Cecil called her. After their greeting he said, “Where are you honey? I thought you would be here by now.”

“I’m sorry honey. I’m not feeling well so I just went back to my place. I was going to call you but I hadn’t got around to it yet. Forgive me?”

“Sure. I was just worried. I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

Penelope’s parents comments made her think about Cecil and her relationship with him. Now she was worried about him. She spent that Ofise Gelen Escort first night back in her apartment and the next week after the engagement thinking about past conversations with him and her parents. She didn’t spend nearly as much time with Cecil and he began to worry about their relationship.

Many times Penelope wondered what, exactly she actually knew about Cecil? She was sitting in her apartment alone, trying to study, when her father opened the door and walked in. She jumped when she heard the door open and turned to see who came in. She relaxed when she saw her father and said, “Daddy. You scared me. What’re you doing here in the middle of the day?”

“Honey I received the Investigator’s report on Cecil today and wanted to talk to you about it as soon as I could. Pumpkin, you’ve made a big mistake with that boy.”

“What? What’s wrong? He’s not a criminal is he?”

“No, but it’s almost as bad. He writes smut, pornography.”

“What?”

“He uses two pen names we’ve found so far. Under the name C C Rod he writes adult stories, mostly westerns and under the name Ceece Love he writes romance novels. He has 37 books published. Can you imagine what our friends would say if they found out something like that? On top of his parent’s occupations, did you know his Uncle operates a junk yard and he spends a lot of his free time there helping him? You couldn’t have found a much more unsuitable boy if you’d tried.”

Penelope was crying by that time. She sniffled and asked through her sobs, “Oh, Daddy. What’ll I do?”

“All you can do sweetheart is distance yourself from him as quickly as you can and hope no one finds out. I’m sorry I had to be the one to tell you this but better now than later.”

Through her sniffles she said, “Yes, you’re right Daddy. Will you stay while I talk to him?”

Jordan nodded his head and watched Penelope call Cecil. When he answered she said, “Cecil. I’ve just received some devastating news. Is it true you write pornography and romance novels and your uncle operates a junk yard?”

Cecil sighed and said, “Yes, I write. I told you I received royalties. And yes, Uncle Randy operates a junkyard. What does that have to do with anything?”

“You know very well what that has to do with things. How could you hide something like that from me? What would people think if they found out I was marrying a pornographer, or marrying into a family like yours? I’d never live it down. My family and I would be the laughingstock of the country club. Your parents occupations were bad enough but your uncle’s and your occupations are just too much. I’m breaking our engagement. I’ll put your things outside my door. Please bring anything of mine you find in your apartment over when you come get your belongings. I just can’t marry someone who does what you do and has a family like yours.”

“You’re fucking kidding me! You’re breaking our engagement because of the honest work my family and I do? FUCK! I’m glad this came up now instead of after the marriage. I knew you were high maintenance, but I didn’t have any idea you and your family were such snobs or looked down on honest working people. You know your father is just a working stiff too don’t you? Do you look down on him also?”

“How DARE you! Daddy is President of his bank and majority stockholder. He’s a highly regarded executive, not some working stiff as you put it.” Almost before she finished her last statement Penelope broke the connection and turned to her father in tears. She cuddled into his chest as he enveloped her in his arms to comfort her.

Jordan cradled the back of Penelope’s head as he softly said, “There, there, sweetheart. I knew there was just something unwholesome about Cecil and his family. Relax now. You’ll find someone more suitable soon.”

Cecil put his phone back into his pocket after Penelope disconnected and sat in shock. Soon the feeling in the pit of his stomach began changing from sickness to boiling anger. How dare that bitch! He and his family worked hard, supported themselves and were productive members of society. Sure, his ‘dirty westerns’ weren’t fine prose and would never be classics, but he liked to think they weren’t pure smut either. None of his characters were rabid killers, rapists or monsters, they were just free with their sexual favors as were the characters in his ‘bodice rippers’ (romance novels).

He rose from his seat, grabbed a large trash bag and went from room to room in his apartment searching for and bagging everything of Penelope’s as well as the items she’d given him over the course of their relationship. He really didn’t want anything left to remind him of her. While searching for her belongings Cecil wondered how he’d misjudged Penelope so badly. Was he that enamored by her looks? He knew she desired the better things in life and admired flash but, somehow, he’d failed to see how shallow she was. He decided he was definitely better off without her and hoped the hurt of losing her would Otele Gelen Escort disappear quickly.

As soon as her possessions were collected and bagged Cecil threw them, none too gently, into his car and drove, somewhat recklessly, to Penelope’s apartment, parked and carried the two bags of belongings into the building. He quickly made his way to her apartment and carelessly dropped the bags directly in front of her door, then picked up the bag he assumed contained his belongings and made his way back to his car without even trying to talk to her.

Cecil returned to classes when they resumed. It was obvious to any who saw him that something happened during the break to depress him. It was quickly noted Penelope was no longer ‘hanging around’ with him and the knowledge spread through both groups of friends–his and hers–that she broke the engagement. Rumors abounded about the reason but none of them even came close to the real reason.

Cecil struggled to keep his attention on his course work and, truthfully, his grades did slip somewhat in his final semester. Finally, the end of his last semester came and with it graduation. Cecil received a BA in English and a BS in Business Management. After a short ‘vacation’, he split his time between writing and helping his uncle in the salvage yard. Cecil had worked with Uncle Randy almost ever since he was strong enough to be useful and loved the cars and listening to customers and drivers talking. When he obtained his degree, Uncle Randy hired him as his assistant and began training him to take over the business.

Many of Cecil’s stories had situations in them he gleaned from the ‘man talk’ overheard in the junk yard. Of course, he didn’t use modern settings in his westerns but some of the situations did make it into the books, both western and romance. In addition to pulling parts, keeping inventory and helping with sales, Cecil did some repairs and work on vehicles. The classic 1967 Chevelle Super Sport he drove part time was rebuilt from one of the junk cars. He did the majority of the work on it himself.

This junk yard was somewhat unique. They not only salvaged vehicles but they had a garage to repair mechanical problems and a body shop for body work as well. Sometimes they rebuilt a wrecked vehicle using parts from other wrecks and sold it on the lot with a salvage title. These side businesses made the salvage yard highly profitable.

The next 18 months of Cecil’s life were, if not idyllic, close to it. He enjoyed shooting the breeze with the men, and occasional woman, who came to the business or who worked there and he especially enjoyed his interaction with Randy’s two step daughters, a set of twins named Jeri and Cari. They were 18 years old now, just out of high school and constant fixtures at the business, helping wherever they could. Their mother died when they were 16 and since they had no other relatives Randy kept them, never even considering sending them away.

Over the months after he graduated the girls began spending more and more time with Cecil, helping him do anything he was involved in with the exception of his writing which he did mostly in the evenings. He made enough he really didn’t need to write but he not only enjoyed it, he really liked receiving the royalties!

One day the girls were joking and talking with Cecil while they worked and Cecil said, “Girls, what are you going to do with your lives? Are you just going to hang around here doing scut work or are you going to go to college and get training to do more with your lives?”

Jeri said, “What more can we do? We didn’t do well enough in school to get a scholarship and Randy can’t afford to send us to school. We like working here and it helps Randy so why not?”

“Because you’re too smart to just be gofers or grease monkeys. If you don’t want to go to college, you at least need to go to trade school so you can do more with your lives than you are now.”

The girls looked at each other before Cari said, “All that sounds good but like Jeri said, we can’t pay for it. Besides, we want to do this.”

Cecil said, “Tell you what. You decide exactly what you want to do and I’ll help you do it. College, trade school or whatever.”

Jeri said, “You’d do that for us? Why?”

“Because I have the money. I like you and you’re family.”

Before he could blink, Cecil had both his arms full of crying girl. After the tears dried, they each hugged him and Jeri said, “You won’t be sorry CC (many friends and especially family called him CC). Thank you, and we like you too, a lot.”

After some discussion the girls decided they wanted to do vocational courses. Jeri wanted auto mechanics and Cari wanted body work. True to his word, CC paid the fees for the schooling. He never told the girls Randy had enough and then some to send them had they asked.

Just before the girls classes were to end, CC received a panic stricken phone call from them early in the morning. It was all he could do to make out Polatlı Escort what they were saying through the tears. He finally understood Randy had a heart attack and died during the night. They’d discovered him dead when Cari went into his bedroom to wake him because he didn’t come out for breakfast. Upon hearing the news, CC jumped from bed, dressed, and was out of the house in a flash heading for his uncle’s old house and the crying girls.

It fell to CC to make all the arrangements and support the girls while they grieved. His father could have done it and, indeed, he helped and gave advice but the girls seemed to turn to him for the help. Since he worked for Randy and was self employed as a writer he had more time to do those unpleasant tasks as well.

Several days after the services the family gathered in Randy’s attorney’s office for the reading of the will. CC’s father, Randy’s brother, received a substantial cash bequest but the shocker was the disposition of the remainder of the estate. The entire estate not bequeathed to CC’s father, was in a trust fund set up for the girls and Cecil. The girls received 20% each and Cecil received the remainder. Cecil was the supervising trustee. Each would receive their pro rata share at age 25.

During the proceedings, each girl and Cecil was given a letter from Randy. The letters were very similar. Randy did write, in a letter read to everyone, “I love each of you three kids (I know, at your age you really aren’t kids but that’s how I still think of you so sue me) as if you were my own children. You’ve been much better to me than many men’s own progeny. Girls, I know you love CC and I believe he loves you. It is my wish you girls continue to live in my old house, occupying your rooms until you see fit to move or you manage to catch CC and talked him into more than friendship. The house is to be under CC’s control and his primary residence, however, should he decide to move into it. I know he’s always liked the old place and, since he’s the manager of the business now, it’s only fitting he have primary residence there.

“Girls, CC and the Trust Company have control of your share of the trust until such time as you graduate college or turn 25 years of age. You may withdraw no more than the monthly income of your share of the trust each month, subject to approval of the trustees AND after your approved monthly expenses are met, including education expenses. Upon obtaining a Bachelors degree from an accredited 4 year institution or attaining age 25, you may continue receiving the pro rata share of the trust income and pay your own living expenses, or you may withdraw your entire remaining share of the trust, never to be due anything further from the fund.”

After reading the letter to everyone, he gave each of the parties a copy of it and their personal letter from Randy. He then leaned back in his chair and said, “I’m not sure any of you know the extent of Mr. Rodgers holdings. Cecil, since you are now primary trustee and manager of the business, you’ll become very familiar with them quickly. In brief, the trust owns the Salvage yard, house, interests in two small businesses nearby–Sonny’s Fuel Stop and Terry’s Auto Parts. Additionally, the largest holding is the Riverside Country Club.”

CC and the girls gasped at that revelation. Cari said, “You’re kidding! Daddy always made fun of them and complained about the waste of land, time and money that went into that place.”

“No, I’m not kidding. You’re right, Mr. Rodgers did dislike the club and had limited respect for many of the members. He always laughed at the amount ‘those idiots’ as he called them, paid him every month for the privilege of playing silly games and telling each other how much better than the peons they were. He always demanded everything he could every time the lease on the land came up for renewal and cackled when he saw the bank deposits.”

CC and the girls returned to the business after the meeting and sat in Randy’s (now CC’s) office. There were occasional tears and periods of silence while they discussed the future. CC did ask, at one point, “Well, you each probably have enough income to go to college now instead of work here in the businesses. I know its too soon to make a decision but think about what you want for your future. I need to spend a lot of time going through the books and records. I had no idea just how much property and how many businesses Randy owned. I thought the salvage yard was his only income and always wondered how he lived so well on it.

“I also want to do a major renovation of the old house it that’s ok with you two. That could be a beautiful house again even considering its proximity to the salvage yard here. I think there’s enough vegetation between them the yard won’t detract from what I would like to do to it.”

CC spent many hours going through the books, paperwork and meeting with various people involved in business ventures Randy (now the trust) was involved in. He took great delight in studying the documents on the country club. He found the lease on the club was a very substantial amount each year, installments payable monthly. Additionally, should the club default on the payments, the entire set up including the buildings paid for by the club would revert ownership back to the trust. Any beneficiary of the trust had a complimentary full membership to the club as well.

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Friday night finally! I decided to grab a few drinks with a couple friends right after work. We needed to relax. We walked over to a local bar not far from the bank. It was busy already. Seems everyone downtown had the same idea. Grabbed a table and ordered our round. People all over, tables filled up quickly. Scanning the room, watching the activities, Round two started, then quickly turned into three. We were having a great night. Laughing and talking, we needed it. I excused myself to run to the bathroom and that’s when I noticed him, then her. Beautiful couple. They smiled as I walked by making my way towards the bathroom. There was a small line. Why this bar decided to have a large one person bathroom is beyond me. I thought convenience stores were known for that. As I stood waiting I felt someone bump into me. I turned to look and there he was. The man from the table I had just passed. He smiled and leaned closer.

“Excuse me. This hallway is Crowded! Between the people in line and the overflow from the filling bar area. So how are you?”

I politely responded “Well, thank you. Crazy week, trying to relax and enjoy the night.”

He smiled and spoke once more “I can relate. We are too. Did you need some help relaxing?”

About that time the woman he was Mamak Escort with walked up and said “Hello” looked his way and said ” And what are you doing bothering this pretty lady?”

Smiling at him then back at me. The longer I stood there the more tipsy I became…that last drink was strong. They were both just staring and whispering, the smiling at me. I had no idea what was happening until the woman slipped behind me and I felt her hand caress my butt slowly. I instantly shivered and a warmth grew between my thighs.

He then leaned closer and asked ” May we join you in the bathroom?” The music so loud all of a sudden and her caresses moved to underneath my flowing skirt. I flinched but caught myself pressing into her hand.

The bathroom door opened and I was next. He looked at me smiling and walked me to the door, she following close behind locking the door behind her. There was a large vanity he pushed me against as he starting kissing me tenderly, his hands on my face, then neck.

I feel hands under my skirt pulling off my panties. It was her. His hands roamed down caressing my breasts then unbuttoned my blouse to expose my skin. I feel fingers between my thighs, then between my wet lips, she was there rubbing Masaj Yapan Escort my clit. I looked down and she was under my skirt her fingers working magic within my wetness, I was so wet, so hot.

He pulled my bra below my breasts leaned in sucking my hard nipples, his tongue circling each other over and over. She kept rubbing and rubbing then I felt her tongue plunge into me. I spread my thighs open for her. Grabbing her head, shoving her into my dripping pussy wanting to cum on her beautiful face.

He kept sucking and biting my nipples as my moans grew louder and louder. My hand finding its way inside of his jeans stroking his clock roughly. She licked me hungrily, sucking my clit, diving her tongue inside me as he continued. I grasped her head as my climax grew closer shoving her face hard into me, fucking her tongue as I explode all over her. I came so hard against her tongue I felt faint.

Quickly she moved, pulled my skirt off, he turned me around and plunged inside of me. She laid on the vanity in front of me, her dress removed, she began pulling me toward her breasts, I began sucking them as he thrust into me. Sucking her nipples, biting as my fingers made their way between her thighs. Fuck… Moldovyalı Escort she was drenched and moaning as I rubbed her and sucked her nipples.

He was grabbing my breasts and thrusting harder. I kept sucking her nipples harder and began fingering her. I felt the throb of his cock growing as he continued fucking me.

I couldn’t take it I had to taste her. I moved quickly to her wetness and plunged my tongue in. Devouring her, fingerling her hard. Sucking her clit as he thickened inside me his moans growing louder, she was so close, her voice trembling as she starting saying “oh my God!”

I fingered deeper, hard, licked her, sucking her until I felt her quiver beneath me and my fingers felt her warmth flow. Licking her, tasting her passion. I feel myself ready to explode once more, he thrusts harder, deeper as I cry out, she leans up and begins sucking my nipples hard. He reaches around grabs my throat and squeezes as he and I explode together.

Slowing his thrusts, he releases my throat and kisses my cheek sweetly as I feel her licking my nipples gently, making her way up and kissing me deeply.. Pulling out, pulling his pants up, he assisted his lady off the counter, helping her dress. She straightens herself in the mirror as he assists me adjust my clothing and dresses me. I stared at both of them for a few moments and they smiled.

Making their way to the door kissing one another then turning back to say “Thank you. This was a beautiful affair. ” I smiled as they left, finally used the bathroom, adjusted my hair, makeup, rinsed my mouth and head out to get back to my friends.

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The Hotel Mo’tell

Sexual congress and cuddling at the Hotel Chat Noir

Every character portrayed here is over 18.

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There are two unrelated stories for your reading pleasure here within this tome: One featuring a realized mutual attraction between coworkers, and the other of a surprising multitude of love and lust. I hope you enjoy 🙂

Chapter 1: The Object of My Affections

I’m working late in the office. It’s no wonder my dating life is naught. Who’s willing to wait till almost 10p on a Wednesday night to START a date night with me? Same answer. Naught. Why do I do this to myself? Because Julie works here late, too. She’s my singular respite from abject singledom is watching her after hours. That’s when no other office snoops are around to see me gawk uninhibitedly.

9:16 P.M. Who routinely stays working past 9 pm, 4 days every week? Na’me! (Correction: No, it IS me.) Oh, but it’s so worth it just to have serious face time with my obsession – Julie, Julie, Julie, even if only for a brief glance of her curvaceous, almost cartoonish perfection. (I’m thinking Roger Rabbit Jessica cartoonish.) Brilliant blue and long lashed eyes. Got some legs, but not skinny model’s toothpicks. Julie’s breasts are shapely moderate. Prob C+/D-. It’s not the size, it’s the presentation. As always, they’re partially revealed behind her wardrobe of near plunging necklines.

Not, not, not fair!

“Endless streams of handsome silver haired sugar daddies must be perpetually waiting their pick. Odds are that any of those guys has a 1 in 25 chance at her, given the proper location and circumstance. I’ve got, maybe 1 in 10,000, even with my gym sculpted body and quick wit. OK, so maybe I have a sensitive side, too. Being fated to a never ending life of ‘Friend Zone,’ such that i am is the most I can hope for.

Matters not in the end. She’s not married, but that won’t last. An infectious broad smile, wavy dirty blondes in the front flipped back in a determined curl, framed by bookend body waves at the sides, and all tailed by a bob, Business in the front, black tie soirée in the back. Think a combo of Donna Mills, Michelle Pfeiffer, Reese Witherspoon, Amanda Seyfried, with a dash of Diaz.

Incredible fortune, or torture, depending on your perspective, befell me on Thursday. The semiannual trade show was happening this weekend in Downtown Savannah, GA at the Chat Noir Hotel. And Julie chose me as her display booth assistant! I could easily be furiously yanking myself tonight from the anticipation, but I’ll hold off, JIC.

On Friday I helped set up the displays. Every so often Julie would bump into my side brandishing a “sorry, not sorry” suggestive grin. I played dumb, which is quite natural to me when I’m in this proximity close to her. I return to her a barely disguised smirk. When attendees started to pour into the vendor section I was thankfully too engrossed in schmoozing with prospective customers to be distracted by Julie’s full and firm boobs threatening to escape confinement from her lacy black brazier. It’s a complete match with the slinky black dress. Every once in a chance my eyes furtively drift to the back of her stretchy one-piece scandalously hugging her pert buns.

TGIH(-appyHour!) Julie suggests a drink before dinner. How can I refuse? We approach the bar. I give her the lead, so I can clandestinely covet the sight of her plump rump a swayin’ left and right. When we score a pair of highchairs the drinks and innuendos begin to immediately flow. By Bud
I’m so horny for this woman that resisting jumping her bones is becoming harder and harder. Just like I’m getting! I swear she snuck several peaks at my tenting slacks, seemingly more frequent the more of her downed glasses of Chablis.

We’ve mutually reached the point where the flirting between us is undeniable. I nearly lose it when her beaming smiling eyes surveys my face and body, and I take liberties to return the favor. My beer goggles are getting steamed.

She’s opening up to me and unveils personal details of her recent romantic woes. She laments her last two relationships being so without sexual passion. The love making of both were very measured tokens of affections, only spark, no fire. I open up and admit that I lament that I didn’t meet a gorgeous smarty like her. She displays a rare expression of bashfulness by averting her eyes upon mine and looks down. Then she raises her head and stares unmistakably at me. Then…

Oh! no! Did she just put her empty flute on the bar after giving me a lingering peck on the cheek goodbye for the evening? It was the biggest cock block ever. I have the presence of mind to firmly grab hold of her arms and reciprocate cheek pecking. She locks her vision deep within my soul with a pleading solicitation. Sadly, she takes her leave and sways her hips on the way back to her room. Time to down a shot of Jack and pass out on the hotel bed, so I don’t stay awake all night staring at the ceiling in regret. Better make it a double.

A half-hour Kolej Escort later I’m staggering to my room, fiddle with the cell-app activated door “key”, sloppily disrobe and lay motionless on my back on the mattress for the next hour.

Then I hear a knock, sounds like someone is rapping their knuckles to an unrecognizable tune. Prob just hotel staff bugging me to praise them on their r website. I abruptly swing the door open with an annoyed sneer, not remembering my nudity. I see Julie looking kind of drunk and leaning at a severe angle lazily against the door jamb, like she spontaneously tipped to the side. She’s grasping an open bottle of champagne. She opens her blurry eyes wide.

“Well! Here I thought I’d surprise you by bringing the party to you. And look at you, already engaging in your own,” she points her chin at my mortifying burgeoning boner.

I’m way past embarrassment. Time to go bold, and I pull her into the room. She yelps playfully as she stumbles in. I waste no time in forcefully freeing her of the bottle. By the time I blindly put it on the table and turn around, she’s already topless with a blinding beam gawk pointed directly at my ever stiffening cock.

Without any warning Julie takes a step towards me and leaps into my arms. She holds herself up on me by clamping her arms around my neck and legs circling around my waist. I grab a hold of the bottom of her bottom and give a stupid happy smile. Julie responds by grinding her crotch against the most sensitive undersides of my raging freebird.

I say, “I’ve been wanting to make love to you from day one of my hiring,” as I give her a genuine look of affection.

She declares. “I don’t want you to make love to me. I’ve been waiting since day one of seeing you in the office to fuck me!,” sporting an uber gaze of lust, “Fuck me, Sam, make me a slave to your wondrous cock.”

We embrace our lips and tongues fervently as I walk her to the bed. I suspend her over the mattress, and she releases her grips on me and plops her beautiful butt on it with a bounce. I dropped to a kneel and slowly relieved her of her black lace panties with my teeth. She’s squealing with delight as I kiss the insides of her legs from her toes on up.

She leans slightly upright, staring a plea with her eyes into mine. I spread her legs, then her labia apart and dive into her manicured bushy muff. I only get a couple of licks and exactly one kiss upon her pearl before she pushes me away by my forehead and leans back holding her own legs wide.

“Stop that and give me dick. I want that cock inside me now.”

I wantonly mount her and plunge my tool right inside of her in a single stab. Again she squeals when our pelvises meet.

“Ah huh, hump me real good, Sam Daddy. I’ve dreamed of you bending me over my desk when we work late together. Now you’re doing me here. Take my pussy with your swelling cock, baby,” Julie lies on her back as I pump her like a jig saw.

“And I’ve dreamed of you coming over to my desk, leaning over my shoulder at what I’m doing, and then spinning my office chair towards you, lifting your miniskirt and sitting on my dick. Yeah, baby, squeeze your cunt around my cock.”

She blows first, “Yea, I’m cumming baby. You’re making me cum,” a pool of her excitement is emitted from her pussy as it spasms tight with orgasm. The orgasm I gave her. Her shut eyes and raised hips is a beautiful and satisfying sight on its own, let alone the feeling of my impending peak.

Just as I almost reach the point of no return, she senses it and rotates onto her hands and knees, keeping me still buried in her warm wet love box.

“Pound me Sam. Make me your woman,” she arches her back to facilitate doggy fucking.

I’m wholeheartedly complicit in obliging our mutual rut. I place my hands firmly on her hips and tighten my grip in time with my inward plunges.

She gasps at every collision of our thighs, “you’re doing it, Sam, making me cum again,” and Julie buries her face down into a pillow while announcing her second with a muffled scream.

That’s more than enough to send me over the edge, and she knows that, “Sam! Cum in my pussy. PLEASE, deposit it in me deep,” she rocks again at the anticipation of my pending imminent blast off.

And here it, and me, comes. I’m arching my back as my scrunched mug points to the ceiling. Then feel my liquid love splashing her insides, further luring her tunnel for even smoother and faster see-sawing. I barely hear J’s next peak through the fog of my ecstasy.

At conclusion, I removed my spent tool. She slumps face down on the soaked mattress and I slump on top of her prone body. Julie wiggles her tush against my deflating love stick.

She exasperates, “That. Was. The. Most. Fulfilling of a fantasy. EVER!”

Windlessly I reply, “Yeah, I would second that.”

Julie, “Good thing tomorrow’s the last day of our ‘dog and pony show’ so you can date me proper when we get back.”

Half joking I Kuzey Ankara Escort say, “But what will the snoops at the office say? We’re bound to field dirty looks.”

“Don’t think that’s an issue. I’ve been hearing water cooler talk about us for weeks now. Some have even placed bets on when we’d hook up. All bets off when they know about this conference.”

I chide once more, “But what about that ‘supervisor-subordinate’ policy?”

“We’ll just say that you’re my supervisor Daddy and that rule isn’t applicable,” she returns chiding while bouncing her eyebrows.

“I’m likin’ that scenario,” and my dick twitches to life again, Julie giggles at what I said, “you’re mine now, who cares about office politics?,” and she hums her affirmation.

Julie emphasizes her butt wiggles. I got the hint…

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Chapter 2: Maid is Made in Manhattan

Carmelita nonchalently fiddles with her master key to clean room 702. Unlike her usual self she does not notice the “Still Sleeping, DND” sign that’s fallen to the floor. As she enters she’s greeted with a sight that stops her in her tracks. The door behind her closes itself, and she stands like a stone, looking towards the room’s king bed, the same one she is supposed to change linens on.

There are two perfect male completely nude bodies quietly wrestling on their sides upon the bed, one seen and the other hidden behind him. The one that is visible but facing away from Carmelita is sculpted like an Ancient Greek statue – exposed taut buns, top-heavy triangular upper muscles, thick muscular thighs, and dark as night short cropped hair. His shoulders and arms are sleek, bulging like shotguns. He’s on his side facing away from her and his head is mysteriously bobbing back and forth in apparent oral servicing of his unrevealed lover. Her mesmerizing is interrupted by his hidden lover raising his head up above him to smile at her!

“Hellllowww, pretty lady,” the one facing her says seductively.

The other Zeus turns his head to face Carma and smiles brightly at her, “Yeah, hello is right.”

Both men pivot off the bed and onto their feet, in ALL their glory. She’s impressed by their well-endowed, thick penises dangling in front of their six-pack, washboard abs. “Why is it that all the gay guys look so good?,” she asks herself. But, if they appear so enamored of her, they can’t be ALL that into just each other.

They approach her together with their impressive cocks swinging left and right with each step closer. Miss Carmelita still frozen in place, but getting wet and slick with excitement. The “Boyz” stop on either side of her and look down at her lovingly. They’re both quite tall, and she’s quite the plump mamacita. She returns their glance with her own. Carma alternates her amazed gaze between the two, not being able to tell which amongst them is the more handsome or sexy.

The Adonis to Carma’s right crooks his neck downward softly to kiss her on the lips. Left Adonis kisses up and down the right side of her neck. Carmelita closes her eyes in bliss as the two men lavish her with gentle passion. Every fibre in Carm tells her that this is so wrong: two guys at the same time, bisexual at that and when she’s still on the clock! Gran Momma would be spiraling in her interment if she could witness this! But there are no matriarchs here to stop her now!

She fully surrenders to the moment. Her head tilts back, neck fully exposed for their nibbling. The “Boyz” wasted no time and honored her offer. (Maybe they’ll also be on her and off her tonight!) Wow, did she want that badly. Almost on cue they each take an arm and guide her to the bed. Right Adonis takes a second to thoughtfully smooth the bedding before Carmelita is gently laid down upon the mattress. Lefty attends to her top while Righty works at her bottom garb.

She begins to be disrobed ever so gently, piece by piece. First to be freed is her footings. Right Twix applies a subtle peck on each denuded foot. Left Twix then pulls the clasp of her uniform’s long zipper that spans the upper half of the jumpsuit. He peels away the cloth, exposing the white bra covering her full breasts. Then he unclasps the front to reveal her smooth caramel colored beauties, highlighted by saucer sized dark areolas, and even darker excitement engorged nipples.

“We’re Titus and Augustus, what’s yours my lovely?’,” enquires one.

“Car-C-C-armelita,” she answers them with a nervous shiver.

“That’s a pretty name for a pretty lady,” says Augustus in a hushed tone.

Titus issues his approving sigh at her intimate unveiling. She suddenly becomes aware of her exposure – her dark full bush, delicately hanging breasts and plump cheeky behind laid bare. The “Boyz” take a moment to admire their catch. They lick her slowly from top to bottom, and back again, humming their lust for her as they do.

“We both find you quite irresistible, my sweet,” says Titus as he lowers his lips to Carmelita and turns Maltepe Escort her left. Augustus puckers his lips on the small of her back and proceeds downward along her curvaceous schism.

She coos in bewilderment at the taboo of it all. They casually escort her to their bed, an Adonis flanking either side, their eyes focused on hers and as they progress. Augustus and Titus hold out their hands palms up, and she tentatively put hers in theirs. Both hunks assist her to lay flat on the mattress.

Augustus grasps her suit by the pant cuffs and slowly slides them off. Titus helps by first extracting her arms from the confines of the sleeves. Aug pinches the waistband of the pink lacy panty between his fingers and slides the intimate feminine cloth down her smooth legs. Carma closes her eyes signifying her trust in her twin lovers, then issues a delighted quiver when she feels the panty removed past her feet.

She has reached bereft of clothing parity with both lovers. She’s now truly as nude as they are but feels no shame in her complete undoing, as they had successfully convinced her of her natural glory.

Titus begins to suckle upon her ample left mammary, and soon Augustus joins him in the endeavor upon the right breast. With “T” on her left and “A” at her right breast, they begin to caress their respective treasures with a light touch of their fingers. Not to neglect the left nipple, Titus applies his lips to grasp it and twirl it like a radio dial, his tongue simultaneously dancing all around the tip of her nub.

Carma raises her right breast with her right hand, placing her nipple at the forefront. Augustus takes her goose bumped nub between his teeth. He gently closes his mouth around it and flicks it with his tongue. He swirls his tongue around the pink protrusion, making her again shiver from the “tit-illation.” She’s never had even anything close to the devotion that these two strangers have bestowed on her. The dual tease is incredible.

Augustus then moves to the inside of her thighs and begins kissing his way up. His lips reach her feminine essence. Carmelita issues a deep inhale of surprise. His mouth glides along her inner labia up and down, pausing at her excited pearl to wrap his lips around its hardness. Much to her delight he continues his oral maneuvers. Her previous boyfriends were cunnilingus adverse, so this was a rare treat indeed. Augustus takes the liberty of surveying her nether gape with his tongue. It’s a first for her, and she wonders why she had not insisted on this naughty treatment from her ex’es. These two gorgeous specimens of manliness have already done more for her in less than an hour than her ex’es combined couldn’t scrape together in a lifetime.

Her sensitive anus is now being subtly breached by Titus’s tongue. She can feel the electricity. Augustus raises her to be on her knees. She takes the hint and bends forward to reach his cock and attacks it with her mouth. Carmelita hums as her mouth lavishes his tip and shaft. She finds it long, smooth, and fills her mouth entirely with its deliciousness.

Meanwhile, Titus continues to cherish her rear portal with his lips and tongue. She knows that he’s preparing her to be entered by him through that same portal. Carma has never done that kind of thing, but she’s comforted by his expertise and considerate attention enough to not protest.

After a time, Titus backs off so that his now saliva shined cock leaves her mouth. Carmelita tries to suck it back into her warm oral cavity, and whimpers her disappointment when that fails. Aug then bends his puckered lips forward and captures her chin with his left hand to deeply French her. Her humming returns with a greater sense of urgency. Urgency that she must be filled lower down. Titus takes that same left-hand, now behind her head, and gently pulls her towards him as he lays back upon the mattress.

The bliss is reminiscent of a dance of newly found lovers – tender, lustful, nervous, exciting, longing for deeper intimate touch. Carma straddles “Aug” With great anticipation. It seems so eerily inevitable, yet she willingly casts all trepidation into a gush of love.

As Titus looks up at her rosy cheeks, Augustus assists in the pending coitus by grasping “T’s” cock. After gliding it a few times, he aligns it up into her neatly trimmed pussy. Carmelita looks closed eyed at the ceiling as she sinks down on his love stick. The conjoined couple both echo their mewls of ecstasy.

Meanwhile, Augustus is sidling up behind her, pressing his chest and stomach on her slowly pistoning back and butt. He latches his bear paw sized hands on her hips and helps her ride Titus up and down. Faster and faster she goes as the blissful friction of Titus’s cock against her womanly tunnel increases. Titus reciprocates her intensity by flexing his pelvis up to meet hers.

Carmelita’s pleasure builds up to a peak, and with it, she squeezes “T’s” cock like a vice. She slumps slightly forward attempting to register and recover from the crashing O. Were it not for the two handsome gentlemen holding her upright, she would have gone limp on Titus’s chest. “T” flashes a contented smile to her. She takes note through her slotted eyes of the perspiration condensing on his forehead from the exertion. The two remain physically connected with Titus still embedded within her.

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GIFT OF THE GAB

Steve had a very quiet Friday at work and with no appointments booked for the day, he took the opportunity to start a little later and arrived at the Bank at 11:00 a.m.

He was seriously thinking of taking the whole day off, but he figured work would be a good distraction and it was an excellent opportunity to clear out his outstanding paperwork.

Steve’s first task was to clear the half a dozen or so emails from his inbox, this was his daily routine when he arrived into his office.

The final Email for Steve was from the Bank’s legal department was entilted MORTGAGE DOCS FOR ERIC AND VERONICA MANTON.

Steve was over the moon, as the Manton’s have recently purchased a holiday house on the coast and these documents were the last piece of the puzzle to complete the sale.

Eric Manton is a sixty seven year old local Property Developer and very astute businessman, who has provided a lot of business for Steve and the Bank he works for.

Steve and Eric’s business relationship began approximately six to eight months ago, when Steve was recommended to Eric via one of Eric’s business partners.

They created an excellent rapport with each other right from their first meeting, Eric likening himself when he was in his mid twenties, as Steve had the ability to help Eric feel young at heart.

Steve had his office door closed and was downloading the required documents, simultaneously dialling Eric’s phone number and putting the call on speaker.

“Now here is the man I was just talking about, how are you Steve?” Eric answered the phone in a jovial and pleased manner.

“Good morning Eric, I’m a bit of a mixed bag to be honest Mate, but I’m thrilled to let you know your Mortgage Docs have arrived and ready to sign.” Steve had his usual good vibe smile back, as with most people, there is nothing like passing on good news to others.

“Now that is perfectly timed news my Boy, I was only just discussing with Ronni how efficient and prompt you are with my affairs, wasn’t I Honey.” Eric’s pleased voice put the question to his wife who was obviously within ears shot of her husband.

Erics mention of the name Ronni pricked Steve’s ears up immediately, but he had not anticipated any correlation between Eric’s wife and the stunning brunette he dined with and on, only hours before.

“Mmm, you sure were Honey, that is delightful news Steve, thank you so much for all your hard work, I hope it hasn’t exhausted you Darling?” Ronni excitedly answered her Husband and Steve in the same sentence.

That voice was as undeniable as the expletive that came out of Steve’s mouth and the cup of coffee spilt all over his desk, when he first heard Ronni’s voice.

“Shit Steve, are you okay mate?” Eric queried him, with a little chuckle on his voice.

He wasn’t okay technically and he didn’t know what to think or how to process where the phone call had taken him, but he quickly composed himself as best he could.

“Heck, I’m so sorry, I just knocked my coffee over on my desk Eric, anyways your docs are ready to sign guys, so let me know when you want to come into the Bank.” Steve was quickly back in business mode, but his imagination was ready to pound him as soon as he was to hang up the phone.

“I’d love to come in with Ronni this afternoon and sign them, but I have a couple of meetings which will tie me up Steve.” Eric’s response was one of a man flicking through his diary to try and find some spare time.

“Then I’m off interstate for business first thing in the morning, so unfortunately I may have to wait until next week.” Eric hesitantly responded, Steve was definitely sensing the disappointment in Eric’s voice.

“Give me few minutes Eric, I’ll contact the Bank’s Legal Department, I’m hoping I may be able to email documents to you and you can bith sign them and email them back to me.” Steve felt he would put Eric at ease with this scenario and was ready to hang up the phone, until Ronni chimed in.

“I know Honey, why don’t we take Steve out to dinner tonight and we can both sign the papers there.

A gesture of appreciation for everything he has done.” Steve felt the cheeky overtones in Ronni’s voice.

“Ronni darling, that is a wonderful idea, could you make the reservations for us?” Eric was pleased with his wife’s intuition, Steve was on the other end of the phone wondering what she had planned.

“Let Steve know I’ll book Chattreuse for 7:00 p.m. Darling.

I’ll make it easy and put the booking under Steve Bolt, I’m sure he’ll appreciate it.” Steve heard Ronni’s confident voice conversing with her husband in the background of their phone call.

“Did you get all that Steve?” Eric asked in a very pleased tone of voice.

“Yeh, I got all that Eric, I’m printing all the docs now and I’ll see you both at seven tonight then.” Steve responded in a friendly tone.

“I can’t wait to meet you Steve, Eric has told me such wonderful things about you.” Ronni’s voice happily called out in the back ground.

Eric Haymana Escort responded to Ronni inquisitively, “Haven’t you and Steve met Sweetheart?”

“No Honey, not on a business level anyway.” She responded, giving her husband a kiss by the sounds of things.

“Oh shit Steve, I must apologise my boy, I never realised.” Eric’s voice was a mixture of apologising and slight confusion.

Then the second bombshell hit with Erics next question to his wife.

“Ronni, is Katie working tonight?”

“Of course she is Darling, Kaitlyn works every Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights at Chatreuse silly.” Ronni answered Eric with a tone of sexy delight, knowing Steve would be freaking out on the other end of the phone.

“Has Steve met Kaitlyn Love?” Eric queried his wife again.

“Im not sure darling, why don’t you ask him.” Ronni’s voice had a distinct cheeky tone, Steve knew she’d be dying to find out his answer.

Eric put the question to Steve, who had to quickly think on his feet.

“I’d have to say not officially Eric, I have dined at Chatreausse on occasion, so I may have seen her waitress there.” Steve was pretty relieved that he came up with such a clever answer.

“Well you’ll get to meet my two precious girls tonight then Steve, I promise you won’t be disappointed.” Eric’s voice was full of pride and it seemed he was looking forward to introducing Steve to his wife, unaware Steve had fucked his wife multiple times on the bonnet of his very own BMW and Eric’s daughter, who Steve managed to bring to orgasm inside his BMW.

They hung up the phone, with Steve’s initial thought was, how to not dig his own grave this evening.

Steve had a desk to clean before he could sit down and think beyond that, so he opened his office door and headed to the bank’s lunchroom.

Steve took a roll of paper towels, a small bucket with a cleaning cloth and soapy water in it and brought the items back to his desk, where he began the task of cleaning the heavily coffee scented mess.

He soon cleaned the desk with cloth and soapy water, then drying it with some of the remaining paper towels, a job well done he thought, his desk now back to its usual neat and tidy state.

On returning the cleaning items back to the kitchen, one of the staff members was making herself a cup of coffee, offering to make one for Steve, an offer which he took up.

Her name is Gabrielle and she is an attractive mid thirties blonde who, like Steve, is one of the bank’s Loans Managers.

She had finished making their coffees and was about to head back into her office, when Steve asked her to join him for her break in his office.

Gabrielle happily agreed, quickly ducking into her own office to grab a couple of files for Steve to peruse for his feedback, whilst she had the chance.

Steve was seated at his desk when Gabrielle walked in, she was hugging the files to her chest.

They weren’t very thick or heavy, but Steve immediately thought she looked like a college student carrying her books and a stunning college student at that.

Gabrielle sat opposite him at his desk, crossing her legs as she put her files down on it.

She picked up her coffee that Steve had brought in for her and took a sip from the cup.

“Mmm it tastes as good as your office smells Stevie.” Gabrielle’s said with a gorgeous smile that had Steve chuckling slightly.

“Tell me about it Gab, I spilt the bloody cup all over my friggin desk.” Steve rolling his eyes at the thought of the event.

Gabrielle picked up one of Steve’s files from his desk which had Manton printed on it and thankfully the one thing the coffee didn’t stain.

The file contained Eric and Veronica’s documents that were to be signed at dinner tonight.

“Wow Steve, the Manton docs already, Eric will be pleased.” She was impressed with Steve and his professionalism, as she has a lot of respect for the way he deals with his clientele.

“Yeh he was over the moon Gab.

He and his wife are taking me out to Chatreusse tonight, I’ll get them signed then.

Hey, have you ever met his wife?” Steve asked as he took a sip from his own coffee.

“She’s been in a few times, yeh, but I can’t say I’ve ever met her, Susan talks to her all the time at the Teller’s counter, why what’s up?” Gabrielle had a bit of a puzzled look on her face.

Steve picked up his phone from the desk and opened up the Message App, showing what Ronni had sent to him yesterday.

“Shit Steve, what the fuck!” Gabrielle responded in shock, yet keeping her voice down to a level, so as not to be heard by all in the bank.

“Please tell me you didn’t go.” Gabrielle responded calmly knowing full well Steve must have.

“I had no idea who she was Gab.” Steve began his defensive story.

“She knew me, but all I found out through the evening was, that her name was Ronni and she was hot for me.

I never thought of Ronni being the shortened version İranlı Escort of Veronica.” Steve continued, as Gabrielle smiled in disbelief.

“The worst part is that I had sex with her, and practically fucked her Step Daughter, in the restaurant’s car park after the dinner.” Steve explained to Gabrielle, knowing he was in an unenviable predicament.

“You want to know what the best news is Gabs, her Step daughter is Eric’s daughter.” A glum looking Steve leant back in his office chair, his eyes looking to Gabrielle’s for comfort and understanding.

“Jesus fucking Christ Steve, again, what were you thinking.” Gabrielle was shaking her head, a little in disbelief, yet finding a little humour in his dilemma.

Steve put his head in his palms, managing half a guilty smile as he took them away.

“I mean I can see by her photo what you were thinking, but Jesus, what were you thinking.” Was all the comforting that Gabrielle could muster at first.

Gabrielle sat back in her chair as she took another sip from her coffee, her look of disbelief had now switched to one of thought.

“Look, technically she never mentioned about being Eric’s wife.

In fact the texting never mentions about her being married.” Gabrielle’s practical voice tone was suggesting he had done nothing wrong.

She passed the phone back to Steve, who glanced at the screen momentarily, before placing it down on his table.

“I mean Mrs. Manton was the one driving the whole show and if I was in your shoes, I’m sure I would’ve played her games as well.” Gabrielle slightly adjusted her self in her seat, a small section of her leg’s flesh was now visible between the top of her black laced top stockings and her charcoal colored skirt’s hemline.

Gabrielle began running her right index finger’s nail from the top of her knee, up her nylon covered leg to the top of her stockings.

“I mean her seduction is very hot Steve, I wish I’d thought of it first.” Gabrielle’s hushed voice was laced with her own lewd intentions, his eyes now fixed on her index finger and thumb pulling her suspender strap, allowing it to flick back on her leg’s skin as she released its grip.

She placed both of her index fingers and thumbs on the hem of her skirt, lifting it up just enough, to give Steve a teasing glimpse of her sheer black panties, as she uncrossed her legs.

Steve was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable with the direction of Gabrielle’s actions and became more so when she stood up from her chair.

Gabrielle ran her left index finger along the edge of Steve’s desk, as she seductively walked over to him, she bent down at the hips and swivelled his chair to face her.

Steve couldn’t think straight, with Gabrielle’s hiked up skirt and panties invitingly at his eye level when she stood back up.

He placed his right palm in behind her suspender strap and began suggestively rubbing her smooth and warm skin.

“Mmm, you can’t help yourself can you Stevie Boy.” Gabrielle ran her right hand through his hair, simultaneously removing Steve’s hand from her flesh.

Gabrielle rested her behind on Steve’s desk and lifted her right leg, resting the side of her foot on her left knee, her sheer panties revealing her trim black pubic V adorning her shave lips and hood.

She took off her black high heel and placed it next to her on his desk, motioniong him to move his chair in toward her.

Steve obliged instantaneously and was sumptuously rewarded with Gabby’s stocking covered foot on his left inner thigh.

“Gab, what are you doing?” Steve had a look of confusion on his face, as his whispering voice queried her obvious Intentions.

She took her foot off his lap and stood up from his desk and placed a hand on each of Steve’s quad muscles to balance and leaned her upper body towards him, her mouth close to his right ear, she whispered, “My hand has been forced it would seem, Mrs. Manton has expedited the inevitable.”

Her lips were now only inches from Steve’s mouth, wanting to touch his for the first time, yet Steve was the one who bridged their gap with a scurrilous French kiss, that he ended as quickly as he started.

“I’m sorry Gab, I can’t do this, you and Brady are practically engaged.” His low voice was was very anxious with their current situation.

Gab whispered back, “We broke up a month ago Gorgeous, so don’t worry.

I’ve been meaning to ask you out, I just wasn’t sure when and that text you showed me from last night, well let’s say it’s awoken my inner Slut.” With a palm on each cheek, Gabrielle definitely showed her intent as her soft lips tenderly found Steve’s willing open mouth.

Gabrielle once again leant back against the desk, as she lifted her left leg behind her and this time removed her left high heel.

Those emerald green eyes looked deep into Steve’s eager blue ones, her lips simply miming MAKE LOVE TO ME.

Steve sat forward and placed both palms on each of her calfs, Gabrielle Karapürçek Escort almost buckled as Steve neared her leg, the heat from his breath was luxuriously warm against her stunning nylon leg-wear.

That first caress of Steve’s lips on her knee sent Gabby’s mind into a beautiful place, his tongue creating uncontrollable wetness inside her prized womanhood, her nectar now creating a wet sheen against her sheer panties.

“Kiss me all the way to the top and when your lips pass the lace at the of my stockings, we’ll I’m sure you’ll know what to do.” Gabrielle’s inviting whisper was immediately RSVP’d with his lips and tongue suppling from her knee up.

She craved Steve’s mouth on her cunt right now, but that would mean removing the unadulterated pleasure of his mouth from her upper inner thigh, a pleasure that she was not prepared to vanquish, especially when her right hand’s middle and index finger began tending to her begging and moist hood.

Her moans were as sensual as Steve’s breath with each kiss.

“Mmmmmm, you are everything I thought you’d be, ohhh yeeees!” Her orgasm shot through her depths simply from the aesthetics of Steve’s biting, pulling and snapping of one of her suspender straps against her supple tanned flesh.

She knows how to pleasure her gorgeous Honeypot and her second orgasm was born purely from inhaling a deep breath from the inside of her left heel she now had in her hand, fierce enough for Steve to pause those lips and tongue of his and inhale her essence, before he crossed the plane of her lace stocking top and onto her warm scented skin.

Her aroma is as pleasurable as any French perfume, Steve’s hardness was the perfect testament to that.

Steve kissed her pussy just below her nib, those damp panties with their gorgeous sheen, were now sopping wet and clinging to her wet box.

“Take them off lover then stand up for me, I want you up close to me and inside me.” Gabrielle’s orgasms had made her more hungrier for her man, than satisfied by his exploits, her whispers were only wanting one scenario, his cock inside her luscious pussy.

Steve peeled off her panties, his mouth sucking and kissing her naked hooded clit, as the sheer material peeled from it.

She tasted like no other before her and Steve doesn’t know how he didn’t cum in his pants, her nectar certainly warranted it.

Steve peeled her panties all the way down to her ankles, where Gabby stepped out of them, his tongue never leaving her saturated cunt.

“The greedy me would insist that your mouth never leaves my pussy.” Gabby wanted to scream, her pleasure was that intense.

“But the greedier me wants your cock cumming inside me.” Gabby had a palm on each of Steve’s cheeks, motioning him to stand up out of his chair.

“Have you ever tasted your fruits?” Steve was wanting Gabby to kiss his lips, her juice so pronounced on them from his little oral session.

“Mmm, many times, but never from your lips Lover…” Her quiet voice was as seductive as her kiss when their lips entwined, only momentarily pausing her tasty lip action, to whisper, “…But I have now.”

Gabby felt and heard Steve’s hands busily attending to his suit pants, her breathing become quite heavy, knowing he was undoing his belt.

“Mmmmm, I need you inside me so bad.” Her whispers are such a turn on, her desire has definitely turned to greed, as she unbuttoned and unzipped Steve’s pants, to help speed up the process.

Her ploy worked a treat, as Steve was soon in between her legs, his hardened shaft resting on her clit, close enough for Gabby to unhinge his black, cotton briefs.

Her soft hands complimented his hardened pole and she would love nothing more than to kiss and suck him to orgasm, but time was an issue, but not as big an issue as her pussy’s crave, that needed abating this instance.

She guided Steve manhood to her entrance, her heat prior to entry seemed hotter than an oven, which certainly has had others erupt before touching those plump lips.

“Start my fantasy Lover and complete it inside me.” Gabby gave Steve’s shaft two slow pumps with her right hand and guided his helmet to her entrance, her palms now resting on Steve’s desk at her side.

Those eyes of hers looked into Steve’s, they talked sweetly to his mind, a mind that would treat her, like any woman he makes love to, as a Goddess.

Gabby felt his tip inside her slit, she instinctively opened her legs a little wider, just as she had fantasised doing, with the very man in front of her.

“Ohhh this is to dreamy Babe.” Gabrielle’s forehead was resting on the bridge of Steve’s nose, as she savoured his manhood fully enter her quim.

She took her palms of Steve’s table, placing them around his neck and parted her lips for her lover to kiss, her aphrodisiac like essence still present when their embrace had their lips touch.

Steve slid in and out of her entrance with ultimate ease, her lubricated chasm providing his manhood with a luxuriously warm massage.

His rhythm was immediate, his cock providing Gabrielle with pleasures that delighted her soul and importantly quenched her pussy’s thirst.

With his manhood now at breaking point, Steve introduced his thumb to her exposed nib, her eyes closing on contact and her nylon covered feet gripping Steve’s behind.

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Lover’s surrender to eternal passion’s plight while underneath the glow of vermilion skies encased in the harmony of flourescent light. Scarlet red lipstick paints a whore’s brazen lips as she wanders the evening in search of the sensuous and vain. The bandits of the night find sanctuary in a midnight bliss while forbidden ecstasies flow like a golden heaven’s rain.

Men whom act as the devil’s puppets tread lightly over the fiery passion’s which glow aflame like the furious depths of hell. It is upon a prostitute’s voluptuous hips and within her seductive lips that sensuality as haunting as a black raven’s song moves lustful men along into her web as she waits to suck them dry. Moments of vanity which swell her breasts and puts fire in a man’s chest, these longing men can never deny.

It was a busy evening in the French Quarter of New Orleans. A voluptuous black prostitute named Natasha Harris was out and about, roaming the streets in her red stilettos and tightly fitting red strapless mini dress with stockings. Natasha was 37 years old. She wore her hair in a black bob with red highlights going through it. She had a full ass and hips that were to die for. She was 5 feet 5 inches tall and had dark brown eyes. She wore somewhat long red fingernails.

Although she used to work for a pimp not too long ago, Natasha was Kazan Escort working the streets for herself tonight. She had experience with being a hooker from when she used to work for a pimp when she was between the ages of 25 and 29 years old. After she got pregnant with her 8 year old son and 6 year old daughter she decided to quit hooking. Only to find out as the years went by that she would have to return to being a prostitute in order for her two children to have a decent life. Her son Jamal and her daughter Jada were aware that their mom had to sell her body in order to support and take care of them. Although she tried to keep what she did from them, some kids are smarter than you think.

Natasha was walking the streets for a vain reason tonight though. She wanted a designer handbag and she was set on doing what she had to do to get it. She walked the street known as Canal Street. She was on the part of Canal Street that was close to Bourbon Street. She walked by with her big booty wiggling underneath her tight red dress. And then she saw a black man who looked to be about 40 years old sitting in a black Lexus. She noticed the man was eyeing her so she approached the car and asked him, “are you looking for a good time tonight honeybun?” He said yeah, sure I am.

She got Keçiören Escort in his car and he explained to her that he lived with someone so it wouldn’t be a good idea to go to his place. She said “that’s okay we can go to mine.” She told him the directions to her apartment uptown. The man had said his name was Darren He was about 5 feet 9 inches tall. Je had medium brown skin and had short, black, wavy hair with medium brown eyes. When they got to Natasha’s place, her kids were watching TV. She told Darren to wait on the couch. She told her kids, I’m going to take you two over to Ma. Alicia’s house so she can watch you for a while okay. They didn’t even question why. They just put their shoes on while their mother walked them to the neighbor’s house while Darren waited on the couch.

When Natasha got back to her apartment, Darren asked, “you ready? Let’s do this.” Natasha took him to her bedroom where she had a waterbed with red sheets on it. They both got completely naked. Darren was laying on the bed with his huge cock showing. It excited Natasha. She wasn’t all in it for the money. She got pleasure out of her job sometimes too. She bent over to take her stockings off and Darren peeped at the darker black section in between the crack of her fat black ass and began to stroke Kızılay Escort his cock. He noticed she had hair on her pussy too. His blood rushed in his veins. Natasha hopped onto the waterbed and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked hard. “That’s it baby, suck that dick, Darren said. Aww, don’t stop.” He rubbed the red highlights going through her black hair as she sucked his cock.

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She said “I wanna ride you now daddy.” Darren layed back into the red pillowcase and stretched his arms out across the bed. Natasha sat on top of him and let his large cock enter inside. Her fat, juicy black ass cheeks resting on top of his thighs. She placed each of her hands on each of his outstretched arms and she began to ride him. The waterbed swished back and forth and plunged downward and rose back up repeatedly. Her big black ass and pussy clutched his cock and she began to ride harder. The ecstasy was intense. The way the waterbed swished and rocked as she rode him with her big black ass jiggling and rocking back and forth. She moaned, “huhh huhh huhh fuck!” His eyes were closed and she rode him like a bucking horse. He squinched his face while his eyes were still closed. “Damn, you got some good pussy baby, shit!” Her big ass moving fast and creating intense passion She rode and bucked harder. Darren moaned mmmnn huhh huhh. I’m about to nut! He smacked her ass so she could lift up off him. The waterbed rocking their bodies as she tasted the squirting seed off his cock.

Darren looked forward to meeting up with her again and wondered how without her he could ever keep his sanity. He has been caught up in the web of a street walker’s vanity.

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This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are 18 years and over.

Ariel and Byron had been sweethearts all through high school. They did most everything together like school events, dates, going to and from school, and even some sports like tennis. Everything except sex. They did some things like kissing and holding each other, but that was as far as it went. The truth was they were both afraid to go further. As unreasonable as this sounds they were both afraid of sex for different reasons. Ariel was afraid of getting rejected as well as being unsure that Byron was the man she was going to marry. Byron was afraid of pushing Ariel too far and wanted to know other girls before he settled down. It all made for a pretty strange situation since they had been exclusive to each other all through high school.

Ariel was a beautiful girl. She had dark red hair that had a slight natural curl to it and she wore it long, half way down her back. She had a small sprinkle of freckles across her nose and under her eyes, but these were the only ones on her body. She had hazel eyes that always seemed to have a twinkle in them and a small pug nose above her mouth. She had a slim and curvy body that was pale in color, nice hips, and great legs. And her breasts were somewhat large for her frame but not so large that they drooped. But her crowning glory was her smile. She seemed to smile all the time and it brightened her whole being. It was the first thing you noticed about her.

Byron was tall and handsome. He had sandy colored hair, brown eyes, and a nice smile that appeared every time he saw Ariel. He was fit but he did not play organized sports, he lifted weights and ran instead. He was really intelligent but kept that mostly to himself. He was the youngest of three kids with a much older sister and brother who had both already graduated from college. He had met Ariel in the ninth grade but he did not start dating her until their junior year in high school.

There were a few times in high school where they came close to having sex. One of these was prom night and it was probably the closest they came to being intimate with each other. Byron and Ariel had left the prom and went to one of their private sites to be with each other. During that time they both got really worked up, that is to say, really horny for each other. Ariel had unbuttoned his shirt and was feeling his chest while Byron was trying to unzip her dress.

That is when Ariel called a halt to their activities.

“That’s enough, Byron. No more.” she said.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

He zipped her dress back up and then buttoned his shirt.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t go any further.”

“I understand.” He kissed her and she fell into his arms again.

“Thank you. I want to go further with you, I just can’t.”

“It’s okay, Ariel. I still want to be with you.”

They stayed in each others arms for a little while longer then he took her home. Ariel felt really bad because she had been on the pill for over two years because of her irregular period.

Graduation night was almost a rerun of prom night. They got just so far with each other and then stopped again. It was becoming a real problem for both of them. They were like any other teenagers, highly sexed all the time. Their hormones were running rampant and it caused both of them to masturbate at night a lot, some weeks every night. The sexual reservoir behind their dam of reasons for not having sex was more than full and could burst at any time. It all came to a head when they were invited to a party on Friday the fourth of July.

They both had been invited along with a number of their friends. It was to be held at Randy Sparks house starting at four o’clock. Randy’s parents were pretty well off and had a pool in the back yard. Their house was pretty large with four bedrooms, a large living and den area, three bathrooms, and large kitchen and dinning rooms. It looked to be a pretty large party with maybe twenty or thirty people invited.

Byron picked up Ariel at her house and they drove to the party. It was a beautiful day and surprisingly not too hot. Both of them were wearing their swimwear under their clothes and carried a bag for their towels and suntan lotion. They were both ready for some fun as they had not seen their school friends in a while.

“I am so looking forward to the party tonight.” said Ariel.

“Me too. I haven’t seen most of these guys since graduation.”

“Me either. It will be good to catch up with them again.”

“Are you wearing your bathing suit?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” she teased.

He laughed at her statement.

She was wearing some shorts and a t-shirt with a cat on the front. He was wearing some long shorts and a t-shirt with a wild wolf on the front.

Ariel moved closer to him as they drove. If nothing else, she loved being close to him. He put an arm around her as he drove. It was not a long drive to Randy’s house and they were there soon enough. There were already a number of cars parked on the street in front Gaziosmanpaşa Escort of the house so they picked the next available spot and parked the car.

Before they left the car Ariel pulled him close and kissed him for a minute.

“There, that should hold you for a while.” she said.

He smiled at her and then they both got out and walked up to the house. Randy answered the front door.

“Hey Ariel, Byron. Come on in.”

They went in and there were already some people in the house as well as in the pool in back.

“Make yourself at home. The pool is through there, there is a bathroom over there to change in if you need to, and drinks are in the kitchen. Make yourself at home.”

They tossed their bags by a chair in the living room and went into the kitchen for something to drink. In there they met their friends Jeff and Penny.

“Hey guys!” Ariel said. They all gathered together, the girls hugging each other and they guys shaking hands.

“How have you two been?” asked Penny.

“Really good. Looking forward to college.” Ariel said.

“I know. Unfortunately Jeff is going to a different school than me, so we are trying to make the most of our time together this summer.” Penny said.

“That’s got to be a bummer.” Byron said.

“Yeah, it is. But I guess that’s life.” Jeff said. “But I heard you two are going to the same place.”

“We are. But we are still trying to figure out our housing options.” Ariel said.

“You’re not staying together?” Penny asked.

“We don’t know yet. We kind of want to but we haven’t decided yet.”

“Still virgins, huh?” Penny asked.

Ariel blushed. “Yes.”

“You two should just get over it and get together. It’s not like it’s a big deal. And it’s fun.” Penny said.

“Don’t listen to her.” Jeff said. “When you’re ready, you’re ready.”

Penny punched Jeff on his arm, not too hard.

“You just say that because you’re getting some.”

“No I’m not. They’ll do it when they are ready. That’s the way it’s supposed to work, anyway.”

Both Ariel and Byron were visibly embarrassed.

“So what is there to drink around here?” Byron asked.

“There are plenty of sodas in the fridge along with juices of every description. This is a no alcohol party since none of us are legal yet.” Jeff said.

“We’re headed to the pool. Do you want to join us?” asked Ariel.

“No, we’re in charge of the kitchen so you go ahead. We’ll see you later.” Penny said.

Byron and Ariel went to get their bags to change. He let her change in the bathroom first and then he followed. They stored their bags and took their towels and suntan lotion outside after getting some cokes from the fridge. Ariel was wearing a nice conservative green bikini that was absolutely beautiful on her. It was one of the few times that Byron had seen her display that much skin. He noticed right away that she was not as pale as he thought so she must have been spending some time building up a tan.

It looked as if most of the party was in or just out of the pool. They found a place to lay out their towels. They sat on them applying suntan lotion. They both rubbed the lotion on each others back, which Byron thought was highly erotic.

Misty, one of their friends came over to say hello. She had obviously just got out of the pool.

“Byron, Ariel, it’s so good to see you both!” She sat down next to Ariel and gave her a short hug.

“Oh it’s so good to see you. I’ve missed you so much.” Ariel said.

“I know. Since graduation we all seem to be drifting apart which I guess was to be expected. It’s kind of a shame.”

“So what’s up with you? I heard you got a job this summer.”

“Yeah. I work for my uncle who has a painting business. I help with the books and with customers who need to pick paint colors. It’s a great job and I meet a lot of nice people.”

“That’s great. Are you still planning on going to state this fall?”

“Yep. I can’t wait. Are you two still planning on going to UTA?”

“That’s the plan. So are you hooking up with anyone this summer?” Ariel asked.

“Richard and I have had a few hookups so far but it’s nothing long term. How about you and Byron? Have you done the dirty deed yet?”

They both turned red again. “We haven’t lost the V-card yet.” Byron said.

Misty looked stunned. “I can’t believe it. You two have been going together for such a long time, what’s the problem?”

They both looked pretty embarrassed.

“Sorry.” Misty said. “It’s none of my business. Me and my big mouth again.”

“It’s okay.” Ariel said. “I guess we are a little slow.”

“Don’t worry, it will happen when it’s time. Just remember that if you are both happier afterwards then it was the right time.”

“Thanks, Misty.”

“Well I better go and see what Richard is up to. I want to be with him tonight and I don’t want any distractions for him.”

And with that she got up and went back towards the pool. Byron watched her for a few seconds admiring her ass.

Byron and Ariel looked at each other.

“Do Gölbaşı Escort you think it’s time?” Byron asked.

“Maybe.” She looked exasperated. “It’s such a big step. I don’t want it to ruin what we have with each other. I just can’t make up my mind.”

“That’s okay. Let’s take a swim.”

They hit the pool together. There was a volley ball every one was tossing around but no net. After a while the men were lifting the girls up around their necks and some mach fights broke out with some fun casual pushing and shoving in an attempt to knock the girls off the backs of their boys. After a while one of the girls accidentally grabbed onto another girls bikini top and pulled it off. There was a little scream by the topless girl and a lot of laughter from every one else until she got it back on. Every one seemed to be having a great time.

After about thirty minutes in the pool Ariel and Byron got out of the pool and applied some more sun tan lotion on each other. They laid on their backs and held hands as they soaked up the sun.

About five thirty Jeff and Penny came out with trays loaded with sandwiches for everyone. Ariel and Byron took some for themselves and ate them while sitting on their towels. Later some sodas were brought out and disappeared quickly.

After that a few people retreated inside including Ariel and Byron. They found their bags and put their shorts and t-shirts over their swimwear. There was a big 60 inch TV in the living room where some games were being played and people sitting everywhere talking and having a good time. Some of their friends were playing cards so they joined in with them. While playing the conversation again came around to why they were not having sex.

“Look you two, all of us know you are in love with each other.” their friend Abby said. “The next step for you is right there in front of you. All you have to do is take it.”

“It’s not that easy.” claimed Ariel.

“Why not? You told me you’re on the pill a long time ago. What’s stopping you?”

“Quit prodding her, Abby.” her boyfriend Joe said. “They can do as they like at their own pace.”

It seemed that whoever they talked to at the party wanted to know why they were not having sex with each other. It was having an impact on Ariel and Byron. Ariel especially began to wonder about her misgivings. Why was she waiting? She certainly loved Byron so why was she stopping herself?

After a few hours playing cards she and Byron left the game and went back out side to watch the sun set. They found a double rocking chair to sit in. They set down in silence holding hands. Ariel leaned against him.

“Byron, do you want to have sex with me?”

“You know I do, more than anything in the world. I love you and I want to show you how much through sex with you.”

“I think I want that, too. I think I am ready to show you how much I love you.”

They kissed each other knowing that the physical act of love was in their near future. What they did not know was that it was only a few hours away.

They continued watching the sunset while leaning against each other. Their friends from the party came trickling out of the house to watch the sunset and wait for the fireworks to begin. Once the sun had set it got dark rather quickly. The fireworks would be South of them so everyone adjusted their chairs to watch them.

More cokes were brought out for everyone. They all were waiting in anticipation for the fireworks show. When it began they were rather far away so the sound of the explosions were delayed, but the show was still wonderful. The bursts of hundreds of colors was exciting and everyone had a good time watching the show.

When the show was over many of the party started to leave. The dark was drawing the couples to their private spots where the things that lovers do could be done in private. After about an hour there were only five couples left including Byron and Ariel. Their host, Randy, promised a special movie so the couples that were left stayed to find out what it might be.

After everyone went to the bathroom and got what snacks they wanted from the kitchen and then settled in the living room in front of the large screen TV. Byron and Ariel chose a comfy love seat that had enough room for both of them and with a good view of the TV. Ariel sat in Byron’s lap with her arms around his neck.

Randy went around either turning off or lowering the lights. Then he went to the blue ray player and inserted a disk. When the disk started he went to sit beside his girlfriend.

When the disk started everyone got a big surprise, it was a high value porn movie. Byron and Ariel were just as surprised as all the others. They wanted to leave but were also afraid of being shamed by their friends. So they sat transfixed as the movie started.

Byron and Ariel were somewhat surprised at the movie. It even had a plot, not much of one, but it did have one. But a porn movie has but one reason to exist, and it did not take long for the purpose to appear on the screen with a couple shedding Grup Escort their clothes and began to fuck each other.

Byron was starting to get aroused and it was evident to Ariel as she sat on him. She could not believe it, but she was getting wet. This was okay as she was still wearing her bikini beneath her shorts.

The movie kept running and Ariel could not believe her eyes. What was happening on the screen were things she only thought about when she masturbated, and here were people actually performing those activities on screen. It was making her very horny.

Ariel looked around the room. Several of the couples were kissing and making out. The girls seemed to be enjoying everything the boys were doing to them and in some cases, the girls were reciprocating. She looked at Byron, he seemed to be enjoying the movie because she could feel his cock getting harder. She was getting antsy and was not able to sit still. The movie was definitely having an impact on her.

Byron was also looking around the room as he watched the movie. He saw the same thing as Ariel, so he finally looked at her. At that second, they connected. When it came, the kiss was so full of love and purpose. It lasted a long time. When it broke they went back to watching the movie.

As they both became more horny they began to shed some of their clothes. Both shed their shorts but stopped there for the moment. Slowly their hands crept into their swim wear to their crotches. They noticed that others around the room were also shedding their clothes. Some of the girls were now nude above the waist with their tits covered by their boyfriend hands. Between the movie and the couples around the room it was a very erotic sight.

Ariel was rubbing her clitoris while Byron was rubbing his cock. She leaned into his ear and whispered, “Would you like to switch hands with me?”

He smiled at her and moved his hand into her bikini bottom while she reached into his swim trunks. She found his hard cock and began to rub it up and down while he discovered her clitoris and was gently rubbing it. She was very wet and he was as hard as he could ever remember. Both were so excited about touching each other for the first time it was hard to concentrate on the movie.

They kissed again as they stimulated each other. Around the room clothes were being shed quickly. Ariel decided to join the group and shed her t-shirt and bikini bra. The cool air made her nipples harden and she shivered a little as the air on her breasts caused goose bumps. She used her free arm to pull Byron closer to her. Byron was trying to get a good look at her breasts, but she was pressing them into his chest. God he loved her. He freed himself from her embrace and took off his t-shirt and then brought her back into him again. She started the kiss again.

Both of them were getting pretty close to their climax. He was moving his finger over her clitoris faster and faster while she was jerking him with abandon. Around them the couples were in various stages of their love making, but they took no notice as their mutual stimulation was all they could think about.

They both glanced at the movie where the man was cumming on the girl’s ass and it sent both of them over the edge. At nearly the same time, their climaxes hit them like a tidal wave. Both were in each others arms but their climaxes caused them hug each other closely. They rode out the erotic wave in each others arms. When they came down they looked at each other and kissed with a passion they did not know they possessed. When they broke their kiss they smiled at each other, then they quickly removed their lower garments. When they looked around they room some couples were already making love to each other.

Byron used his trunks to wipe up his seamen and then sat her on the chair while he got on his knees between her legs. He moved her lower in the chair so that he had easy access to her sex and began kissing up her legs towards her beautiful pussy. Ariel watched him, eager for him to get on with it. When he did she nearly fainted, the stimulation was so good. His tongue was working all over her pussy lips and clitoris.

Ariel looked around and almost all the couples were fucking. The ones that were not were doing the same thing they were, stimulating each other with hands, fingers, tongue, and lips. It was an extremely erotic sight which she found she liked. She even liked the movie. But she especially liked what Byron was doing to her at the moment. She suddenly wondered why it had taken her so long to allow themselves to be intimate with each other. What was happening now was better than any imagining.

Byron loved being between her legs. It was the most intimate act he had ever done and he loved it. She smelled and tasted so good that he was not sure he would ever get enough of her. He continued to alternate between her lips, clitoris, and putting his tongue as far into her as he could get.

She felt herself getting closer to a climax again. God he was making her feel so good. She wanted to squeeze his head between her legs but resisted for the moment. She was so close, just a little more and she would be there. And then she was cumming again, this time shaking and squirming in the chair. She also inadvertently squeezed her legs together holding him against her pussy. When she finally came down she realized she was squeezing the life out of Byron and let go of him. She leaned down to him.

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Chapter 3 Halloween Secret Crush

Hi, I’m Alisha and this is the story about my life after becoming a futanari. I used to be a flat-chested Vietnamese-American girl with long silky black straight hair. Now I’ve got both a 10-inch penis and a vagina and my breasts have grown to A cups.

After my doctor’s visit, I told my mother about the results and not to worry since Dr. Rose was such a great (and passionate) doctor, I decided to test out what she told me about myself, what I was going to refer to as my special abilities. Halloween was just around the corner, so Adam, Eve and I were planning our costumes. They were thinking of doing a two-person animal costume together, but they suggested I try something a little different this year.

“Why don’t you go as a boy this year, you’ve already got part of your costume down there.” Eve said as she flicked her eyes towards my crotch. Adam nodded in agreement.

“I think a camel is the best costume for us, Eve, then we can both stand up straight.” Adam said.

Eve rolled her eyes and responded, “Sure, we can figure it out later. Let’s help Alisha first.”

“Thanks guys, I like the idea of going as a boy, maybe I could seduce some girls that way, but I don’t know what I’m going to do with my hair, nor these.” I said with pouty lips as I bent to accentuate my curves, my growing breasts and round ass.

Both of them stared for a second, widening their eyes and, Eve licking her lips a little, before Adam piping in, “You could definitely wear some of my clothes, my jeans would probably still fit you, even with that ass.”

“Good idea, Adam. How about we wrap your top tightly, you can go as like a sexy mummy, wearing Adam’s tight jeans and having a wrapped torso, and cover your face a bit too, but not too much, just enough to cover your more feminine features. And as for your hair, how do you feel about a haircut?” Eve spouted confidently taking charge of my Halloween makeover.

“Well, I guess that would be ok, but what are we talking about with my hair? I’m not ready to shave it all off.” I said nervously.

“Don’t worry Alisha, I know the perfect hairstyle for someone with a pretty face like yours, I’ll cut it for you myself right before the big party so nobody will know it’s you, alright? You know I’ve been practicing.” Eve said with a charming smile.

Knowing I wouldn’t have a choice at this point, since Eve pretty much got whatever she wanted, I agreed and we began planning out our outfits. Since mine was easier, we tried it out first. Adam gave me a pair of his jeans, so I took off my skirt, revealing my cock to both my friends again. As I was pulling the jeans on, I could feel their eyes focused on me, I liked the attention and so did my dick. It started to get hard, so I had to push it down as I pulled the jeans over, but then they got stuck on my fat ass. “Ugh, can you guys help squeeze my ass into these?” I begged.

“Sure, lay on your belly and we’ll help.” Eve commanded. I lay on her bed and they both started pushing my ass cheeks as they pulled up the waist of the jeans. After a bit of struggling we got them up enough and I rolled over and carefully zipped and buttoned up the front. I realized laying in bed and having my ass squeezed had aroused my cock even more. I stood up and the bulge in my pants was unavoidable.

“Wow, those sure are tight on you, but with that visible, few will doubt you’re a boy, um, let’s try your top now?” Eve said questioningly, and biting her lip. Eve got me a sports bra to put on next. I lifted off my own shirt and bra over my head, my boobs jiggling free. Then I saw Eve whispering in Adam’s ear, and grins appeared on both of their faces. Without anymore warning, they both turned towards me, each grabbing an arm and pushing me back on the bed. They both planted their mouths over my sensitive nipples and began to suck.

“Mmmm, guys!” I moaned as if I didn’t want this. I bit my lip and ran my fingers through the hair on the back of their heads as their tongues worked in tandem, flicking up and around my nipples. I felt one hand, then two reaching down and stroking my cock through the jeans. It was too much all of sudden for me, I came nearly instantly from all the attention, jizz oozing through the denim of the jeans as my cock continued to spasm.

“Already?” Eve asked, a little disappointed.

“Don’t worry, Doc said there’s plenty more where that came from.” I told her cockily. Eve smiled again and renewed her efforts as she undid the button and pulled my zipper down. With her mouth on my tit, she reached her hand in my fly and wrapped it around my cock, stroking and squeezing it some before pulling it out of the tight jeans. Her hand deftly slid up to the tip and wiped my cum off, before rubbing it down along my shaft. Adam got off the bed and pulled his jizz covered jeans off of me, then he stripped his own clothes off. Eve quickly joined us lifting her dress off with one arm, revealing that she had nothing else Etimesgut Escort on. Eve crawled towards my cock and lifted her leg over me, now in a position 69 position. She held my cock to the side and dove her tongue down to my pussy, licking at my clit immediately. I returned the favor as she lowered her cunt over my face, shoving my tongue into her wet hole as she grinded herself on my face, I was getting covered in her juices and loving it.

Adam climbed on the bed above my head, and pushed his throbbing dick between my face and Eve’s dripping pussy, easily gliding between us with all the natural lubricant. I licked at his cock, tasting his salty sweat, his balls bouncing on the top of my head. Eve’s tongue deep in my pussy was soon replaced by her delicate fingers as she inserted two swiftly finding my g-spot and squeezing it as her thumb pressed against my clit. “MMmmm, ahh” I moaned and screamed, and as I did, Adam’s cock slid into my open mouth, I looked up at him with surprised, teasingly pleading eyes, tearing up at the pleasure and joy we were giving each other. Tilting my head back allowed Adam to go in deeper as he thrust into the back of my throat. With her mouth free, Eve began licking the side of my cock before wrapping her lips around its top, lowering her head to take as much of it in as could fit in her mouth. She sucked as she bobbed her head up and down and decided to stretch my pussy out more by inserting four fingers now as her thumb continued to play with my clit.

With Adam’s cock deepthroating me, I began to gag for air. This was enough to send Adam over the edge as he thrust one more time and came deep into my throat, practically shooting his entire load directly into my stomach. Feeling his warm fluid inside of me and Eve’s dexterous working of both my pussy and cock, I came as well. My pussy tightened around Eve’s hand as I orgasmed and my cock squirted into her mouth so forcefully that cum sprayed out her nose, dripping down her face. Eve swallowed after practically choking on the load in her mouth, and she licked the cum trailing down to her lips from her nose.

Eve climbed off, only to turn herself around and get on top of me again, staring into her fierce, brilliant eyes was magical. Adam’s shrinking dick still hovered above our heads. Eve went in for a passionate kiss as she grinded her pussy against my shaft. At this sudden aggression, my dick was ready again for more, Adam’s also twitched and would be ready soon. Eve grabbed his dick and stroked it until it hardened up again, then she said sinisterly in a firm commanding voice, “My turn. Both of you in my pussy now!” Since Eve was on the pill and I couldn’t get anyone pregnant, we knew he had nothing to worry about, but more than that, we feared for our lives if we didn’t obey Eve and fulfill her demands. Adam leapt off the bed to get behind her. I grabbed my own cock and tried to position it for entry, however, Eve impatiently snatched my cock and lined it up, impaling herself immediately and gasping, “Ahhh!” Next she grabbed Adam’s dick and pulled, Adam pushed as Eve guided his tip to press into my cock. His cock slid along mine pressing into Eve’s vagina, stretching her lips. As Adam’s cock slid in squished against mine, there was no more room left inside, it was tight and it felt good for all of us. As I thrust from under her and Adam from behind his cock pushed mine into rubbing against both Eve’s G-spot and her A-spot deeper inside her.

Eve rocked against our thrusts with her hips, pushing with her arms, “Faster, harder!” she screamed, and we did reaching deeper and deeper as we picked up our pace. “Ahh ahah ahh!” Eve couldn’t control her verbalizations anymore as her eyes rolled back, her tongue stuck out, and she panted, drool dripping off the tip of her tongue onto my face and into my mouth. Even though we had just cum several minutes prior, me and Adam were in sync as we came deep inside of Eve, filling and expanding her already full vagina. She came as well, her tight pussy strangling our cocks, we kept thrusting, our cum squirting out around the bases of our long shafts with every thrust in. Her abs contorting with spasms as she collapsed on top of me, possibly blacked out already. All of us tired from the activities passed out with the two of our cocks still snugly inside of Eve.

This was heaven, my two best friends and I pleasuring each other, I didn’t think things would get better than this, but they did.

…

Ali was the one throwing the big Halloween party at her house; she had been popular ever since we had all started high school. Although she had had a few boyfriends already, currently she was single and wanted to have fun, that’s why her party was only for students 18 and over, and while that only meant a few dozen from our school, students from other schools were being invited too. It was going to be big and the dress code was simple, keep it sexy.

Also, I just Etlik Escort so happened to have had a major crush on Ali since the beginning of high school, when I first saw her in gym shorts in PE. She was tall and slender and had a cute blonde pixie cut. Ali was one of the smartest students in our class as well. She might have partied hard, but she worked even harder to excel at school, that was pretty hot to me. One time at a party, we were playing truth or dare, and since some of my friends knew about my crush, they dared her to kiss me although I had shyly been pretending to have fallen asleep already, and was too scared to kiss back. She had been my first kiss ever.

So, the evening of the party, Eve gave me an awesome haircut, a flippy skater boy haircut, kind of like Zac Efron or Justin Bieber’s old hairstyles. It was perfect for my costume; tight jeans showing off my long thick cock, bandages wrapped around my torso, neck and face, leaving enough of my tanned Asian skin showing, but not enough to figure out I was a girl. In addition, Eve did up my eyes to create a sexy spooky look to complete the costume. Adam and Eve decided to finally do the least creative thing possible, go as Adam and Eve, wearing just leaves attached to skin colored underpants, and Eve wore apple shaped and sized pasties over her nipples. They added a nice touch though with snake-skin jackets (Not sure if it was real snake skin though).

Eve drove us to the Ali’s house for the party, although it hadn’t really been decorated, since it was big, old and completely dark in the front, but with glowing light emanating from behind and bare trees all around, it sure looked haunted enough for the occasion.

“Come on, party’s in the back!” Eve shouted quietly as she led us to a side garden gate where a big shirtless guy wearing a skull mask and holding a scythe let us in. The music was surprisingly loud despite not being able to hear any from the street and costumed or barely clothed 18+-year olds were dancing, playing games, jumping in the pool or making out already. “Hey, there’s your fairy crush over there.” Eve pointed towards the patio against the rear of the house.

I licked my lips as my eyes took in Ali’s revealing Tinkerbell costume, her extra sparkly hair and face covered in glitter, a leaf green piece that plunged deep while pushing up to emphasize her cleavage, and fell just short of covering her ass, so the bottoms of her cheeks were exposed right above her long toned legs. If my cock hadn’t been obvious before, no one could mistake the monster they would see now. I started making my way towards her, as she was walking out to the pool area and a boy dressed as an alien in tight-fitting clothes approached her and started talking. Ali took one look down at his pants and said something to him, dismissing him, but he persisted, so she put one hand on him and pushed, the alien fell back into the water with a big splash, one which I was close enough for to get wet. As Ali turned away from the flailing alien, she saw what happened, then she clearly saw what was hardly hiding in my jeans and looked up at my face.

“I’m so sorry, he was just being an idiot, let me help you dry off.” Ali said sweetly, although somewhat insincerely as her intentions were already clear to me as she put her hands on my arm and stomach and her frown turned to a grin. She grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the house before I could even respond.

“Thanks, for, well, taking care of me.” I said, my voice a bit girly, regretting my stupid words instantly and thinking of how to recover, I continued bunglingly, trying to make my voice deeper, “Where’s Peter Pan?”

Ali looked at me a moment then, remembered she was in costume, “Too immature for me, I prefer grown men.” She gave my third leg another glance and bit her lip as she led me upstairs to her bedroom. She grabbed a towel near the window as she looked out, “Oh, Adam and Eve are having a good time against my apple tree, I see. I always thought Adam didn’t like girls though. Do you know them?”

I looked out and saw Adam pinning Eve against a tree. “Of course, everyone knows Adam and Eve. They’re the first humans to ever do that, but who else would Adam even have liked if not Eve?” I stated, pretending to be oblivious to the truth of how well I knew them.

“Maybe someone like you.” Ali replied and I grinned. She took the towel and got on her knees to pat it down on my wet pants, but she wasn’t patting where it was wet, instead she was pressing the towel where my dick was, grasping and groping. “How’s that feel, is that better? Should I continue?” Ali inquired, looking up into my eyes.

“Um, Yes!” I said a little too excitedly.

Ali chuckled a little, “You’re pretty cute. What’s your name by the way?”

Blushing, but slightly panicking since I hadn’t thought of a boy’s name yet, I thought of the simplest cute boy name I could think of at the moment, “Matt” Eve Gelen Escort I said a little simply.

“Unbelievably, I think you’re the first Matt I’ve ever met, pleasure to get to know you, Matt.” Ali responded earnestly.

Feeling a bit more sure, I suggested, “Maybe you got wet too, can I help with that?”

“You know what, I think you’re right. I have gotten wet, but before you help, let’s check to see if you’re still wet under those tight jeans of yours.” Ali said seductively as she deftly unclasped my belt buckle, undid the button and slowly pulled my zipper down. Ali wasted no time now to shove her hand in my pants and feel along my shaft, reaching my head.

“Mmmm, that feels like it might still be wet, better take it out and check, I guess.” I recommended.

“My thoughts exactly.” Ali retorted with smile, as she began pulling out my extended member. As my full dick finally sprung out, Ali’s eyes widened, “It’s real.” I heard her whisper under her breath.

“Oh my, a bit stiff isn’t it Mr. Mummy, is that rigor mortis, it sure doesn’t seem too wet, but I sure feel wet still, could you help me find out where I got wet.” Ali said with coy pretense, as she regained her composure after seeing my 10-inch cock, luckily, she didn’t look too closely or try to pull my pants of completely.

“Of course I’ll help, you were so kind to me, the least I can do is repay the favor. Let me feel for any wet spots.” I continued our fun little role play. Ali stood up and lifted her arms over her head, so I began by placing my hands around her back and feeling around, caressing firmly, gliding my hands around to her front, giving her breasts a gentle squeeze. She dropped her arms around me and we had our first real mutual kiss as our lips squished together and we tasted each other.

“You’re so soft and smooth, yet firm, I love it. I think you should search lower.” Ali stated as our kiss ended. Butterflies fluttered inside of me, and my smile broadened as I knelt, feeling down her hips and long legs, before slipping my hands back up and flipping up the back of her outfit to squeeze her juicy ass a bit. Not until now did I realize she had already taken off her panties. I moved my hands to the inside of her thighs and teasingly slowly ascended until I could feel the moisture leaking out of her pussy, my fingers slipped into the grooves of her lips and Ali moaned desperately, “Mmmm, that’s the spot. I need something long in there to help, please, now, it can’t wait any longer.”

Flicking my fingers past her clit as I withdrew my hands, Ali moaned again, and grabbed my cock. “No more teasing, fuck me senseless!” Ali demanded as she lay back on her bed. Although not how I imagined being with my crush would go, I was not complaining. I climbed on top of her pushed my head into her opening, Ali’s pussy was tight, but since she was so wet, my cock slid in easily. Ali moaned in pleasure at the sudden feeling of fullness. I pulled out a bit before thrusting in deeper, and again until my entire 10-inch cock was fully inside of her with every pump, pushing firmly on her cervix. Ali was screaming, “Ahh, ahh ahhh, don’t stop!” she pleaded as I could feel her orgasm, her pussy tightening around my girth. I continued thrusting into her hole, but I wanted more of her, so I pulled her top down some and kissed and licked her nipples, sucking and nibbling lightly between my teeth. Ali came again, tightening even more around my cock, pushing me over as I came deep inside of her, extending her orgasm as the extra fullness and hot cum caused her to practically cum again, her hands tightly clenching the bed under us.

Ali screamed, barely able to get words out, “Ahh aaaah aaahhh, Don’t stop, I’ve never felt this good before, harder, faster!”

Her words were exactly what I wanted to hear as I continued pounding her and devouring her boobs. Ali guided my face up to hers and kissed me, “Please, be mine.” She begged “Please.” That was all I had wanted and my cock spurted more cum into her as she came one last time, her eyes crossing as her mouth lay open and her gut spasmed as the orgasm rippled through her body. Spent and beyond content myself, I passed out on top of her.

…

Vibrations awoke me, and I reached for my phone in my pocket, groggily answering in a sleepy girl voice, “Hey, what’s up?”

Eve and Adam both spoke through the phone, “Where are you? We’re leaving.”

“In bed.” I absent mindedly replied.

“Whose bed?” Eve inquired inquisitively.

Realizing where I was, I quickly whispered, “Well, wait for me, I’ll be right out.”

Hearing and feeling Ali stir, she spoke almost as dazedly as I had, “Did I just hear a girl’s voice?”

“Well, yeah, it was my ride on the phone.” I said in a more manly voice, trying to avoid being found out.

“Oh, OK, um… Oh my God!” Ali said in surprise as her eyes widened a bit. “You’re still inside of me. Oohh, it feels so good, you were amazing!”

“I know, well, I mean it was and is amazing. I wish I didn’t have to go, but my friends are waiting.” I said kind of sadly.

Ali, pouted a little, “We just met, but I want to see you again, will I?”

“Of course, I promise, but, well, I hope you’ll understand and recognize me when you do.” I said, pointing at the mummy bandages on me.

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I see you now here with me. Your hair is tossled and reminds me of the natural mane of a lion. I watch as you turn your head and throw your hair so casually.

Your eyes are captivating and they move in sync with your lips as you talk and smile. Your lips curl up slightly and the movement of those muscles flows through your entire face, changing and warming your expression even more.

Your look is direct and I can feel it burning into me, shooting directly into my soul and heart, not just my eyes.

My heart races just from your look and smile and I almost forget to breathe. I am mesmerized by you and feel simple and inadequate to tell and show you how you thrill me.

But I smile back and we talk and laugh and I feel more at ease and I can tell you do also. And as I look at you, I want to tell you all of these things, but I know I cannot because that would reveal me for what I am….a lost little boy, albeit in an old man’s body.

But I know from experience that I have to tell you how you light up the world around you…not with words but with something more potent and unmistakable….something that cannot be misinterpreted.

I reach for your hands and hold them.

My energy flows from my soul through my fingertips. My mind fuels the fires that heat my blood and warm my flesh with desire for you.

I focus all of my thoughts on you, knowing some of them are passing through and into you..Letting you see my heart and hear my inner cries of longing for you.

Touching you is almost like the completion of an electrical circuit. I feel so connected now and I know you can sense what I could not say as our aura and sensibilities mesh and join.

And I lean forward to you and draw you to me, and I whisper into your ear.

“You are exquisite. You are as a statue by Michaelangelo, as pure as da Vinci’s Mona Lisa to me. Your shoulders so inviting. Your breasts are a full and joyous creation for caressing and touching, with nipples responsive and colored like cherries. Your body is slim and so enticing. Ulus Escort Your legs soft and smooth. You are a sensuous woman full of grace and style, yet simple and direct in every way.”

And then I kiss you softly.

And I look into your eyes and kiss you again.

Your lips are soft and warm. I can feel your breath and taste your mouth as we kiss. Your mouth opens slightly and we kiss deeper and harder, our lips parting more as our tongues begin to search each other’s mouths until they meet and touch and dance together.

And my arms hold you tightly. I can feel your breasts against my chest. Our bodies are held tight and we grasp each other more firmly.

My hands now surround your back, as your arms are around my neck.

Your warmth is so exciting to me as I feel your body pressed against mine, and my mind is racing with the sensations…. from your mouth and lips…the warmth of your body against mine….your scent..your taste…the sound of your breathing…your nipples hardening against my chest…your legs spread slightly with my leg between them..

And I am becoming more excited as we kiss.

I want to know all of you. I want to tough your flesh and to know the softness of your skin…the shape of your breasts in my hands…the texture of the bumps on your neck as I kiss you…the feel of your earlobes as I nibble them…your eyes as they open at the end of a kiss.

And I slowly begin to kiss your neck with little soft kisses, leaving wet spots on your skin as I move around it from one ear to the other, and then as I kiss along your chin back to your ear again.

And I kiss your lips again tenderly for only a few seconds and then stop to look into your eyes as my hands take your breasts into them.

I stare directly at you as I feel your breasts. I want this to be deliberate and for you to see my eyes as I explore your body.

My hands form around the shape of your breasts and I squeeze and massage them together. Your eyes now slowly close as you allow me to bring you this soft Üniversiteli Escort pleasure.

My fingers and thumbs feel your nipples and they tease and gently pinch them and roll your hardening nubs between them.

I can feel your breath hard now as I fondle your breasts and play with them.

The fabric of your clothing added to the sensation when I first touched you, but now I am frustrated as I want to feel your flesh directly.

You read my mind it seems, because you begin to unfasten your top and you remove it and then lift your bra up and out of the way.

Your naked breasts are slightly pink in the areas I have been touching. Your nipples stand up like little buds of flowers, begging for more attention and to be touched.

They need to be kissed. My lips open slightly as I kiss your nipple and then close around it as I pull it into my mouth. You sigh as I suck and flick your nipple with my tongue.

My hands hold your breast to my mouth, forming it to them and holding the nipple out to me for my mouth to devour and love.

And then I move to the other breast and I continue the same devoted caressing and fondling and kissing and sucking and nibbling.

My lips pull hard on your nipples, stretching them and raising your breasts up with them. Your nipples are dark red as I continue on and on from one breast to the other and then back again.

My hands are full now with a breast in each. My thumbs flick and roll across your nipples and my hands fill with the mass of your breast flesh as they squeeze and massage you.

And I can feel your body moving beneath my hands with every little flick and suck and tweak and nibble, and I hear your moans and groans and words driving me on as you lean back under the spell of this pleasure.

You sit back and I move between your legs and resume feeling your breasts, but now I also lean forward and kiss you again as I play, my hands feeling and fondling you.

I am pressing against your stomach and I can feel your pelvis pushing up against Yenimahalle Escort me. My cock has been hard for some time and it is now pressed against you.

Your legs open more as I grind against you. I can feel you pushing back in return.

I stand up and help you up and lead you to the bed. You lie down and I move over beside you. We begin kissing again.

My hands slide across your stomach and brush against your breasts, teasing and lightly touching. The palm of my hand skims across your nipples, just barely moving them, but still stimulating and arousing them.

I am on my side, and you are on your back. My arm is under your neck and the other is free to caress and touch you. I move from your breasts down to your stomach and then further down until I feel your mound between your legs.

Your legs are apart slightly and I can feel the V between your legs when I massage you. I begin rubbing between your legs slowly and carefully, making sure to press between the center where your labis must be.

I can tell from your reaction that I have found the right spot as you arch up a little.

I continue massaging and pressing harder against and into you, and you open your legs more in response. You are sucking my tongue now with urgency, encouraging me to continue.

We are kissing deep and passionately and your arms are around my neck holding me tight against your mouth.

I move my hand up to the top of your pants and beging to unfasten your belt and then your button, then lowering the zipper. I raise up and then move to the foot of the bed and pull your pants off and drop them onto the floor.

I pause and look at you. You lie back, your chest and face flushed and pink. Your nipples are hard and swollen.

Your legs are invitingly spread and I can see a wet spot in the crotch of your panties.

My cock is leaping with joy as I drink in this image of sensuous beauty.

My mind is filled with so many possiblities.

Should I lie back down and continue our play? Should I rip your panties off and fuck you with furious passion now? Should I kiss and eat your hot pussy? Should I let you suck my throbbing cock? And I have many other variations of these flying through my imagination as I look at you.

And soon I make the obvious decision.

I will do all of those.

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The day was quiet and all the nitty gritty detail work was filed, finished or forgotten. Adam was was looking at the clock and thinking about more than just lunch. Lilith, his “manager” was thrusting her tightly bound chest towards the fifth appreciative customer of the morning.

“Yeah, the operation went just fine,” she cooed, batting her eyes and pouting just slightly, “but I’m never satisfied now. Robert just can’t keep up…”

“Who could, with the weight he carries around,” grinned Steve, a ZZ top look-alike who played bass with Lilith’s favorite local band. “Have you suggested an exercise program?”

“Ha, the only exercise he’ll ever get is chasing the guy that falls into my web,” she purred, raising one eyebrow slowly.

“I’ll post Ofise Gelen Escort warning signs,” said Steve. They stared at each other for a full minute before Steve looked away with a sigh.

“It’s been fun all with all you faux fuck friends, but paying clients await.”

“They all say that,” growled Lil, as Steve slunk out of the office with a guilty expression on his face.

Adam watched her voluptuous frame tense and relax as she stared at the closed door. Slowly, slowly he turned his chair towards her. Moving gently so that he could only hear his pounding heart, Adam crossed the three feet to the back of her chair. Before she turned back to her desk, he firmly gripped her shoulders Otele Gelen Escort and started to rub and warm them.

“Don’t, please,” she whispered as her muscles relaxed under his insistent and gradually harder ministrations.

“Why not?”

“You don’t… don’t know what pressure I’m in.”

“I think I do,” he said, “My Aunt had a…”

Lilith cut him off with a hand on his.

“No, not that kind of pressure; If you start, are you ready to follow through? What about Lucy?”

She sqeezed his hand, kissed it and looked up at her twisted office partner, a tear forming in her naked eye.

“We’ll just have to find a Ricky to work on Lucy’s house. She’ll be much more receptive Polatlı Escort after the foreman teaches her the basics.”

Adam stood up and took a step back, “Come here, I want to show you something.”

Lillith turned away, her heart in her cunt, screaming love songs to her like it had when she was drilling her staff sargeant at Camp Pendleton years before.

She stood up slowly with her back to him, but before she could take a step, Adam slapped her hard on her tightly denimed ass.

Lillith gasped at the stinging sensation, then sighed as Adam’s hand slid down and between her legs, parting her outer love lips through the rough fabric. His right hand stayed there as his left snaked up her side to pinch one quickly hardening nipple.

Adam grinned. “I slapped or pinched three girls like that when I was in the seventh grade. A friend said I would regret it for the rest of my life. He was wrong. Of course I didn’t linger. Maybe that’s what I’m supposed to regret.”

He leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

“Unzip your pants…”

(Insert your own scenario here…;)

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