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You know how the week drags when there is something you are really looking forward to at the weekend?

Then I had a message on my phone from a friend, saying she could not meet up at the weekend, as my heart sank I read the rest of the message,

“you can come round now, I’m working from home and I want to fuck you now!

The blood soon was rushing round to another part of my body.

I cycled through the traffic from work all across town, having to stand and cycle as my cock was rubbing against my staddle, thinking of her laying on her bed waiting for me to get there and make her wet.

It was a really hot day I could feel the sweat dripping down me. I left my bike in her back garden, and knocked on the back door by her lounge. I heard her say breathlessly to “come in”.

As I opened the door I was greeted by a wonderful site, her laying completely naked on her sofa, legs spread wide apart with her favorite Vibrator pushed deep inside her pussy. With her other hand she was holding one of her great large breasts in her hands and squeezing her hard nipple. With her other hand she was teasing her clit (well teasing was a polite word for it!) with a small vibrator. I could see how hard she was using it and I could see her beautiful pussy vibrating with it.

It all happened so quick I was naked by the time I walked across the room to her, leaving a trail of damp sweaty clothes behind me, I kissed her on the lips. I could feel her lips quivering, as our tougues touched, she smelled of pure sex I don’t know how long she had esat escort been like this for, but it took me an hour to get there!

She dropped her small vibrator and pulled me close and tight, feeling her hard nipples against my body. Then she grabbed my rock hard cock in her hand, and shot me a smile, then I looked into her eyes staring deep into mine and I knew exactly what she wanted.

Her pussy is always so tight, I could see a strained look on her face followed by a thud as she pushed the vibrator out with her tight muscles. The Vibrator hit the hard floor and the batteries fell out of the Vibrator, then a silence broken by her saying

“I want to feel that hard cock now you’ve made me wait to long I’m going to teach you a lesson never to do that again”

I knew then that I was not going home that night!

She laid down on the sofa keeping one foot on the ground and hooking the other over the back of the sofa. I stood up and looked down on her beautiful body so tense and expectant, I held her foot and caressed the soft skin.

I then heard her let out a groan then say

“fuck me hard I want you deep inside me”.

I looked down at her spread open pussy and tried to push my hard cock inside, she was so wet it slipped and pushed against her clit, I could feel her arms pulling me tight towards her as if her whole body was close to climaxing. She held me so tight all I could do was rub my cock hard against her clit. Hearing her deep breaths in my ear, I just had to get my rock hard cock inside her.

I escort bayan pushed myself away from her and looked down at her pussy and rammed my cock deep inside her, I let out a gasp as I felt my balls touching her lips. Then looking down at her beautiful smiling face with her eyes staring deep into me. I just had to fuck her hard to make sure she was completely satified.

I started to fuck her hard and fast as I had to catch up with her. She was so close to cumming, I had to slow down and give her the occasional deep hard pump to hear her sexy voice groan.

Then I heard her breathless voice

“Stop fucking teasing me with that cock I want to feel your cock pumping cum in me”.

I knew what she wanted so I pulled out of her quickly turning her over, she moved quickly without touching, bending over the sofa with her bum spread so I could see her wet pussy, I pushed my cock deep into her pulling her bum apart, hammering really deep into her, her gasping over and over to “fuck me, fuck me harder”

All I could say to her was “How hard do you want it?”

And she’d reply “Fuck me harder faster make me cum!”

All I could hear was her cries and the table rattling with glasses and Vibrators knocking against each other. I knew I was not going to last much longer, so I gave her slow long hard deep strokes.

Then I placed both my thumbs over her tightest hole, feeling how soft and smooth it was, I heard her let out a groan then

She said “My arse is for later on, get that toy up there”

I eryaman escort grabbed the nearest toy rubbed it around her well wet pussy, then gently pushed it into her tight little arse.

Then I felt her body tense up and she pushed back onto me, keeping the toy pushed in with the palm of my hand. I started fucking her so hard ramming my cock faster and faster into her soaking wet hole hearing my balls slapping against her pussy lips getting soaking wet. Then I felt her body relaxing, just as her pussy was tightening around my cock and her letting out a loud cry

“cum in me now”.

I had reached the point of no return and let my full load of cum shoot deep in her pussy screaming

“Yes”

As my first spurt shot deep into her. I lost count of how many spurts it seemed to last an age, then I reached forward and cradled her breasts in my hands.

Feeling how hard her nipples were softly squeezing them feeling her every movement through my cock. I could feel the last wave of her long orgasm on my still stiff cock.

I pulled my cock out of her as I did so I could see all my cum mixing with her love juice dripping down her leg. I laid down next to her and kissed her deeply, she pulled my head firmly to her face and held me close while deeply letting our tongues twist and caress each others mouths.

I noticed out of the corner of my eye the curtains blowing in the summer breeze. I quickly got up and closed the door only to see her neighbour looking in, she was peering over the top corner of the fence, looking straight at my cock and soaking wet pubes.

Then the neighbour said “She’s got you well trained” smiled then disappeared behind the fence.

My friend said “I’m going to punish you for leaving that fucking door open!”

Then smiled and led me upstairs…..

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We meet at the usual parking lot and you tell me you feel like playing pool again. You drive to the same seedy pool hall from last month. I wonder if the bartender who watched you fuck me in the parking lot will be there again. I can’t tell if you have anything planned but it wouldn’t matter anyway. I am unable to deny you any more.

The bartender is there, and I can tell he recognizes us by the grin on his face. You smile, too, because you know he liked watching. We barely had our first game set up when a woman approached us.

“Hello handsome,” she said as she kissed your cheek. And then turned to look at me, “Is this your new girl?”

“Yes, it is, this is my whore,” you tell her bluntly. I drop my eyes from embarassment, not yet being used to hearing you tell others who I am. You pull me close and with both my hands pinned behind me, kiss me fully on the lips. I gasp when you release me, I love your kisses so much.

“May I join you tonight?” the woman asks.

“Why don’t the two of you play?” you suggest. “I’d like to watch.”

The first few shots of the game are just like any other, and I suspect nothing. On my third shot, she suggests giving me some pointers. She stands behind me, helping me hold the pool cue, and I can feel her hot breath on my neck. She pulls me closer, escort bayan ankara and groans softly when i bend over to take the shot. Startled, I don’t even hit the cue ball. She laughs and suggests I try it again. She is behind me, her left hand on my stomach, pulling me tight against her. I miss the shot when her hand slides down between my legs.

I look at you for your reaction, and see you smilng. “Keep going, my little whore, this is what I want,” you explain.

The woman has me face her, and kisses me first lightly, and then full tongue. I’ve never been kissed by a woman before, and I was surprised by how wonderful it felt. She spent the next hour giving me more “pointers”. Each time she aroused me further by her touches. Her hand slipped under my shirt to caress my tit. The hand between my legs not just touching but pushing on my clit. Whispering in my ear how she couldn’t wait to taste my juices.

The woman finally spoke to you again. “Have you watched enough? Or should I keep going? She’s quite wonderful, your whore.”

“Yes, I’ve seem enough,” you reply without hesitation.

The woman tells the bartender to lock up, she’s closing early tonight. “Yes, you can stay and watch,” she laughs.

You don’t waste any more time and kızılay escort walk over to the pool table and address me, “My sexy cocksucker.”

“Yes, I am,” I reply obediently. The woman, and the bartender, see me drop to my knees in front of you, taking in your manhood. They hear you calling me your whore, your slut. They hear me whimper as I follow your directions to suck your cock, your balls, to lick your shaft, to be your cocksucker. You stop, motion me to stand up, unzip my pants and let them drop to the floor, set me on the edge of the pool table and THEN STEP ASIDE. What are you doing, I wonder?

“Let her taste you, let me watch her fuck your cunt with her tongue.” you demand. “Let whoever wants to watch see my whore cum by another woman.”

The woman opens my legs and I feel her wet tongue all over me. Flicking in and out. But I’m worried about you, what about you?

You hear my thoughts and step up behind the woman, your cock still rock hard. Her pants drop, too, and I hear her groan as your beautiful cock thrusts in her. She moans louder each time you push into her. Her tongue is pressing harder now on my clit, faster in and out of my pussy. I can’t help but arch my back and open up to her more, responding fully to her escort bayan tongue. It takes only minutes for her to make me cum, and my cries are of surprise because I came so quickly.

You’re not done, you want more, which doesn’t surprise me. She steps out of her pants and pulls mine off, too.

“Your turn, my sexy slut, to taste your first pussy,” you direct me.

The woman is already on the pool table with me, and she turns to face you, with her naked pussy on my face, waiting for my tongue. My first taste is hestitant, but I know it is what you want, so I begin to explore her with my tongue. I find her clit, it is hard and my tongue plays with it gently. She tells me more, and I press harder and know I’ve found the spot by her soft moan. I’m totally mesmerized by her taste, her sounds. I feel your hands on my thighs. Your cock is in me before I have time to think about what is happening.

The two of you proceed to fuck me, to use me, like I never imagined possible. She rubs my clit, while you stroke your cock in and out of my pussy. Her pussy in my face, enjoying my tongue on her clit. You offer her your cock and she eagerly licks it, while you take my ass with your thumb. You start fucking me again, and she reaches for my breast, squeezing my tit roughly. I am in heaven, oh god, this is heaven.

“Come take my cum,” you tell me urgently as you pull out of me.

You can barely wait for me to turn around when you cum on both of us, over our faces. You watch as she kisses me, and we lick your cum off of each other.

I hear you say, “MY sexy whore.” And I know you’re talking to me.

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He lay there gently stroking his half hard cock basking in the warmth of the early summer sun as it shone a leaf dappled pattern on his nude body. A contented sigh broke from his lips as he thought about the last year or so that led up to this pleasant interlude. This favourite secluded spot in the garden hadn’t always been there. It was a recent creation in the former almost cookie cutter suburban back yard.

Back then he and his wife were leading almost separate existences dashing out the door each morning for the rush to the station hardly even having the time to talk about important things let alone chat about the minor occurrences of daily life.

It was on his forty fifth birthday on a cold December day when he opened the gift from his wife that the utter dreariness of their lives hit him like a freight train.

“A pair of comfortable slippers! had the excitement gone so far from their lives that a fucking pair of slippers was an acceptable birthday gift from his wife? Things are going to change.” He muttered.

He decided to call in and take to day off work then changed his mind. He was senior enough not to need to justify taking a day for himself. The suit he was half dressed in was taken off and hung up as he looked for some casual clothes. To his amazement there were none that fit.

As he passed the full length mirror he glanced at his naked body and wondered when he had last been nude for no particular reason. To his dismay he couldn’t think of a single occasion since he and his brother had gone skinny dipping as teens. There and then he vowed to stay naked the entire day. That would be a great start to the changes that had to happen.

He looked harder at his image and wasn’t too upset at what he saw. He was in decent shape for forty five, improvements could be made, but not bad. A little chest hair but certainly no rug, it seemed about right. The one thing that really rankled was the lack of tan lines.

“Hell how can you have tan lines on a lily white body?”

In the past he had liked a nice golden tan and now he determined that the lily white condition had to go. On impulse he picked up the phone book and thumbed through to the tanning salon section, picked one at random and dialed. The appointment was set for one fifteen that afternoon.

Too late he realized that he would have to break his vow to stay nude all day but came to the conclusion it was worth it but he could put off dressing until he left the house.

Relaxing on the tanning bed he started to list the changes he was going to make. He would get a bike for the trip to the station each day, he would get into better condition , build some muscle, get a nice tan, get more sex than of late.

“Hmm now that’s the best one yet.” he thought.

Arriving home with the nice glow that the tanning ankara escort bayan session gave him he again started thinking of the future.

As he got out of the car he looked about the front yard and was dissatisfied that it looked so much like all the others in area and the idea came to him to start a landscape project. That would help get him in shape, start a new hobby and with some work could give him privacy.

Through the winter he had a number of tanning sessions where he planned the landscape project with the focus on privacy, by spring he knew just what was to happen to the property and by the end of the summer the yard was no longer a copy of the neighbours. Hedges were in place and trees firmly rooted giving a quiet private area out of sight of anyone.

As the summer progressed his wife was starting to notice the changes in him. He was getting the body back again that she fondly remembered, the flabby white tired man that she had shared a house with for too many years had become someone who gave her a little thrill to think about. She started to feel sexy again being around him.

It occurred to her one day that she had been seeing him without clothes more and more.

“Mmm he’s got quite a nice butt,” she was surprised to find herself thinking, “and its rather nicely tanned.”

The thought stayed with her all day and for the first time in many months she found herself getting aroused. It was a delicious feeling that had been missing too long she suddenly realized. This started her to wonder what had been missing in their lives. She was still feeling nicely aroused on the way home and decided to go shopping for some new clothes to suit her mood. Her usual tiredness had gone as she left the station headed toward the shops. She remembered seeing a shop on Main Street that might have something to fit her mood.

Wandering through the store picking up items and putting them down she was amazed at how sexy the clothes were. The assistant seemed to notice that she was having trouble selecting anything and came over to help.

Quickly the assistant put her at ease saying

“Don’t worry if he will find your clothes sexy. Get the ones that make you feel good. Men are turned on by women who show they feel sexy.”

“You have a great body, your boobs are a nice size and pretty firm but you have been covering up way too much, lets see what you look like in these.”

The drive home from the store went by in a moment as she thought excitedly about the new clothes and how they would impress her husband. It came as a bit of a shock to her how much she wanted to impress him after having thought so little about it for so long.

The thought came to her that they hadn’t had a good evening meal together at home in many months. çankaya escort The idea really seemed to fit her mood but it was too late for elaborate preparations so she phoned an order into the best Chinese restaurant and retraced her drive to pick it up.

She set the table with her best table linen, placed candles and opened some wine then went to upstairs to put on some of the new clothes. She happened to glance out of the bedroom window and saw him working on his garden project. Her mouth opened in surprise as she saw he was naked and seemed very at ease working at clipping and weeding without a stitch on. It was clear that he was so involved in his new hobby that he hadn’t come in to get dressed before her arrival. She stood and watched for several minutes and her arousal came flooding back. As she reflected on this she began to feel that it seemed right for a man to be working with nature without the hindrance of clothes.

Remembering what the shop assistant had said she decided to put on the clothes she felt sexiest in. First the lacey black bra that was designed to lift and present her breasts, seeming to be almost two sizes smaller than her usual size.

“Very daring for a woman my age.” she thought.

Next came the black stockings that the assistant had said made her legs look so long and shapely followed by the briefest black panties she had ever owned. Nervously she wondered about covering up with a robe and tried on one that had seemed very daring last week only to see it ruined the effect. With a deep breath she ventured down the stairs to place the food, which had been warming, on the table.

She opened the door to the back yard and called “Honey, supper is ready.”

He was clearly alarmed that she was home and he was still naked in the yard. Putting on a brave face he entered the house as if he had no care for his nudity. His composure was shattered at the sight of his wife dressed like he hadn’t seen in years.

He simply stood, looking. She waited for a reaction still not sure what he would think of her attempts to be sexually attractive to him. Then she saw the true indication of his thoughts, he was rapidly becoming erect and not even attempting to hide it. He said not a word but stepped up to her and pulled her to him, his head tilting to kiss her. His hands dropped behind her and lifted her as his rock hard cock slipped between her thighs. She could feel her wetness soak through the tiny panties in a second.

After some minutes he set her back to the ground, held one hand, saying “Come with me.”

He didn’t lead her upstairs as she expected but opened the door to the back yard. They walked hand in hand across the yard she still in her new clothes and he nude till they came to the bench newly dikmen escort part of his garden project. He turned and sat in the bench as she faced him. He pulled aside the panties as she moved forward to straddle his legs. His cock was between them harder and stiffer than either could remember. She kneeled on the bench lowering herself on to him.

Her slick wetness and wide open lips drew him in fully in one movement. She uttered a long sigh of contentment and briefly held her position.

He groaned “Oh that is so good.”

She slowly began to rise and drop as she rode his cock. Gradually she sped up as an unbelievable heat of passion rose in her. Soon she was slamming her body at his. Neither was capable of coherent speech, all that could be heard was the moaning of their pleasure and liquid sounds of their sex.

Suddenly her breath was held as a deep shudder passed through her body, she was coming.

He was still hard and rocked forward so he could still push into her. He knew he couldn’t keep this up for long. He would soon come himself but she was at the edge of orgasm again. Still he thrust deep into her rocking faster and faster. She let out a deep deep moan as her pleasure peaked again. Her inner muscles grasped him in a tight ecstasy grip and brought him to his orgasm. His movement stopped as the feeling of his balls release sent him into a daze of satiation.

A single word passed his lips “Fuck.” said soft and low.

She leaned onto him her sweat dampened hair brushing his shoulder as she regained her regular breathing. Still locked they sat quiet for a period. His gradually softening cock slowly retreating from her pussy, the lips still engorged. Their reverie was eventually interrupted by the cramping of her legs obliging them to separate. She turned to sit across his lap as they still held each other in the warm afterglow.

Eventually he murmured “Now that’s why I have been working here in the yard.”

“Hmmm,” she responded, “I think the food will be cold by now but I really don’t give a shit.”

They slowly walked back to the house again hand in hand not needing to say anything at all. She could feel their combined juices on her thighs and found she liked it as a perfect natural after sensation of their love making.

In the house he poured the wine as she served the now cool food as they were content to stayas they were, she in her new clothes and he nude.

Later that evening he gently unhooked her bra and slipped off her panties and stockings, holding them to his face saying “Please don’t ever use these again unless I ask.”

“I don’t think I’ll need them for a long time.” she responded.

That night brought about a big change in their lives. The love and passion had been rekindled, made more so by her finding that she also enjoyed the openness of nudity making her feel sensuous and prepared for arousal. Their new found sexuality could be expressed in a new relaxed manner.

Coming back to the present he lay back, eyes closed, his hand still gently stroking until he felt her fingers softly take his away and he became fully hard in her tender grip.

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And sometimes two people get bored.

In this case, Chelsea and Chris, two engineers at a 3-D printing start-up. They’re single, horny, and being engineers have come up with a game to occupy a dreary Saturday. How this came up in conversation is convoluted and not worth the time to discuss, but needless to say there was after work beer, bourbon, and talk of golden showers and sex.

So, Chelsea used a sub-routine from work to print up some random actions on paper that neither she nor Chris were fully aware of. These were sliced up, folded in half and deposited in a stylish box, with neither of them knowing exactly what was on them.

The rules, thus, were that over the course of seven hours, from noon to seven p.m. they would once an hour pick a piece of paper from the box and do as the paper told them to do. Who would select the action would alternate every hour. Making things perhaps more interesting is that neither Chelsea nor Chris would talk at all during the game. Furthermore, between picking they would each remain isolated in a room in Chelsea’s apartment. Chelsea would stay in her bedroom, and Chris would stay in her small office/guest room. Due to the fetish nature of some of the options, they would remain hydrated between rounds. Iced Tea and bottled water were to be steadily, but reasonably imbibed.

The person to pick first is to be determined by a coin toss at 11:30 A.M.

Chris arrives at 11:25 A.M., nodding a greeting to Chelsea. Chris is dressed in jeans and a pine green polo. He is 6’1″ tall, white, with short brown hair and gray eyes, with an athletic build. Chelsea has on tight grey jeans and a button up plaid shirt with a green, red, and black pattern, the top two buttons undone. She is 5’7″ tall, half black/half white, with tightly curled brown hair that falls to her shoulders a bit chaotically, green eyes, and a thin build with some curves. Chris puts his bag down. It has some toiletries and a few changes of clothing, should they be necessary.

They are ready. The coin toss occurs. Chelsea flips a quarter. Chelsea is heads, Chris is tails. It lands on the white carpet, heads up. Chelsea will pick first. The time is 11:32, not yet noon. Chelsea smiles at Chris, and they retreat to their areas to await noon, as dictated by their smart phones.

12 P.M.: Round 1: Chelsea

This…this is something I think to myself. I’ve never been more nervous, nor more excited. Chris is really cute, and he’s dressed really nicely today. I wasn’t sure if he’d show up, or if I’d have the nerve to go through with this game that we’re playing. But here we are. I hope he thinks that I look as good.

But, no time for that, we both emerge at more or less the same time. He sits on the couch, and makes a go ahead gesture towards the box that sits on my coffee table in my living room. I smile and reach down, showing some cleavage which I notice that he appreciates, and reach in. It’s an oak box with a hole cut out on top and some fabric with a slit cut in it stretched across. No peaking. I root around, feeling the small sheets of paper inside, my hand shaking slightly as I pick one and take it out.

Chris raises his eye brows, and gets up, standing across the coffee table. I slowly unfold the sheet, so that only I can read it at first… Oh, Chris was going to be really happy.

“Give the other person oral sex.”

I widen my eyes comically, and flirtatiously, and show him. He nods in a satisfied manner. Lucky boy. Not that I’m too upset – I certainly love to be pleasured, but I also like to give as well, and I’ve wondered what it would be like to kneel in front of Chris.

I go to him then, and gently shove him back onto the couch, and start to unbuckled his belt. I unbutton his jeans, and he helps me by sliding them down around his ankles along with his boxer shorts in one smooth motion. I look at his dick, and it gets me a bit wet. He’s hard already, and it looks to be about six and a half inches along with some nice girth. Before I wrap my hand around it, I wonder if I’ll feel it inside of me or not by the end of the day.

I gently squeeze with my hand at the bass of his dick, then start to lick around the shaft before I take him in my mouth. He gasps as I start to suck a little bit and move my mouth over his hard cock. I move my head back and forth, and while I’m never going to be a deep throat girl, I do really enjoy having his hardness in my mouth. I continue to pleasure him, and love hearing his gasps of pleasure. My tongue flicks over the head of his penis, and he lets out a low moan, which I guess doesn’t count as talking, but he seems to be having a good time. I look up briefly to see his head thrown back as he breathes heavily. His hands move gently through my hair as I continue to suck and lick I start to gently massage his balls with my hand. I feel him tense up, and he taps me on the head, I guess to let me know he’s about to shoot his load. But that’s ok, I’ll take it in my mouth. And a second later, his come shoots into my mouth while he lets out one last groan. escort ankara It’s warm and salty, and slightly alkaline.

I get up, and spit out his load into a tissue I pluck from the coffee table. I liked having him shoot his load into my mouth, but no way I’m swallowing. He sighs contentedly and smiles. Gives me a thumbs up, and I secretly thrill that I made him feel so good. He grabs a tissue for himself and wipes his dick of, slick with my saliva, before pulling his pants back up. We both return to our respective rooms.

1 P.M.: Round 2: Chris

Holy shit, this is amazing already. I’ve always been attracted to Chelsea and I couldn’t believe that we had worked something like this out. It’s random, but how fucking lucky was I to draw getting my dick sucked first round out? I respect her as a co-worker, but Chelsea is hot as shit, and I’d be lying if I didn’t dream of getting my dick sucked by her in the past. Sue me.

Anyway, we meet in the living room at 1 P.M., exactly and I take in Chelsea, as she sits on her couch, looking super hot. I wonder what’s next, and while I guess there’ll be diminishing returns on my load for the rest of the day, I’m ready to go again if the box dictates. She bounces up and down a bit, and gives me another one of her super-cute smiles as I pick up the box and reach my hand in, and no beating around the bush, grab a piece of paper. I pull it out, and as Chelsea did, unfold it so that only I can read it.

And I laugh out loud before showing it to Chelsea, who’s eyes go wide, but then she starts to laugh also. The paper instructs: “Finger up the other person’s butt.” It’s not quite my thing, but I’m not totally opposed to the idea, although admittedly I’m pretty happy I don’t have to be the one receiving, even from Chelsea. Plus, you know, I get to see Chelsea take her jeans off.

She walks around the coffee table, goes to the kitchen and comes back with a jar of coconut oil. Her meaning taken, I unscrew it, and dip my finger in it, making sure it’s nice and lubed up.

That taken care of, Chelsea turns around and stands about a foot away from me. She starts to undo her belt, and I hear her unbutton and unzip her jeans. She pulls them down slowly, and I admire her slender brown legs and how good her ass looks in the lacy, silky lavender panties that she’s wearing. Soon those are around her ankles too, and I catch a glimpse of her pussy, her sweet pussy. But most of my attention is on her butt. She takes both of her hands and spreads apart her cheeks. Good girl, she’s into the game, I think. Well here goes, and I gently, very gently start to stick my coconut oiled finger inside of her asshole. She gasps as my index finger goes knuckle deep, and I realize that this is kind of hot. My finger is as deep as it’ll go in and I wiggle it a bit which elicits another sharp sigh from Chelsea before I figure we’ve taken this one about as far as it’s going to go. I slowly remove it with a small popping noise, and I can see Chelsea relax a bit. She pulls her jeans and panties back up, and turns to me. We both shrug, then laugh again. The vagaries of the game. Then we return to our rooms.

2 P.M.: Round 3: Chelsea

Hahaha, oh my God, I could have done without that, but Chris was gentle, and it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. I kind of wished there was a way to pre-screen the actions, but we both agreed we’d rather be surprised. And if anyone was going to put their finger up my butt, I was happy it was Chris.

Oh well, things can only go up hill from here. It’s 2 o’clock, and we both emerge, Chris is taking a seat on the couch as I walk towards the box, ready to make my selection. Chris seems to go for a more quick pluck, but I like to root around a bit. Mix the papers up, take my time. These are important selections! And then I grab a piece of paper, and remove it, my fingers wrapped around it. I slowly uncurl them, then unfold the paper, and read it. Chris gets all the luck. I show him the paper, proclaiming that:

“Fondle the other person between their legs for five minutes, with their pants on.”

And I’m ok with that, and Chris seems really happy. I place my phone on the table, set for five minutes. I go to him then as he stands up. I put my hand out and start to touch him. I’ve had it in my mouth already, but I do love his cock, and as I feel him stiffen through his jeans, and we lock eyes sensually, I think to myself again that I hope there’s a possibility that he’ll be inside me today. I get a little wet as I rub him gently, my fingers curling and gently rubbing his balls through the rough denim of his jeans. He closes his eyes in pleasure as I start to rub a bit harder, but still gently, wondering if I can get him to come in his pants. His fingers curl at his sides as I continue to rub,.

And oh God, he was rock hard, and I really, really loved touching him. It took all of my will power to not yank his jeans off and mount him right there, but with thirty seconds left, we just stood there, looking at each other ankara sınırsız escort until the clock ran down and I reluctantly let go so that we could retreat until 3 P.M., I did notice a small wet spot on his jeans though.

3 P.M.: Round 4: Chris

This, this right here is hot. Chelsea is fucking smoking, and I’ve gotten off twice today. The B.J. was the best! But her rubbing me off wasn’t so bad either. I feel kind of bad that so far all she’s gotten is a finger up her butt, but let’s see what happens.

We enter the living room, and lock eyes, and she sits down as I go to the box. I don’t even pick it up this time, but just reach in and pull out a sheet of paper. I hold it in front of me, unfold it, and…wow.

I show it to Chelsea, and it just simply says, “Intercourse.” And wouldn’t you know it, that girl was on me faster than I ever could have imagined. I kind of sensed that she wanted my dick while she was sucking me off, and rubbing me, but shit. She started to undo my belt and go at my jeans, while I responded pretty quickly myself, unbuttoning her shirt and pulling it off her shoulders, exposing her lacy bra, lavender to match her panties, and she had my jeans and boxers down at that point, while I started to work on getting her jeans off, then her panties while she tore at my shirt, until I was done getting her naked, so that I could raise my arms while she tugged it off. I didn’t know how much I had left after coming twice, but I got hard just looking at Chelsea’s amazing body. Her lovely brown skin, her amazing tits with their slightly darker nipples, her legs, and her shaved pussy.

Next thing I knew we were on the floor, she had rolled a condom on my dick (Not as much fun as going at it uncovered, but you know…) and she was riding me, and oh God, oh God, it felt good. She was so tight…so warm…so wet, just sliding up and down my dick, while she eyed me hungrily. I moved my hands to her tits, and started to play with them, rubbing her hardened nipples, all while she rode me. We moved in sync, our hips gyrating, and pleasure exploding out into my body with every thrust as wet met. We didn’t speak, the rules of course, but we breathed heavily, and we moaned a bit. The pleasure was intense, insane as I continued to run my hands over her amazing body, her smooth stomach, and her curly, lovely hair. And the pleasure kept ramping up until I exploded…and she exploded. With one final thrust, bolts of pure ecstasy shot through my entire body emanating from my dick onward. Chelsea threw her head back and let out a primal scream before rolling off of me, as we lay next to each other on her living room floor, breathing heavily.

We rose unsteadily, gathering our clothes, and Chelsea let out a breath, blowing a loose strand of hair away from her face. Intense.

4 P.M.: Round 5: Chelsea

Oh, there is going to be no topping that. That was one of the most intense lovemaking sessions I have ever had. Having Chris inside of me was everything I had hoped for…his hands running over my body…oh god. But we still had a few more rounds. And we could still enjoy ourselves, perhaps fulfill some of our fetish fantasies. That hadn’t come up yet!

So, I left my room, and Chris left his. He sat down on the couch, and I picked up the box that I now christened the pure pleasure box. What would be next? We eyed each other flirtatiously as I reached into the box, shuffled around the remaining pieces of paper, and slowly withdrew one, unfolded it, and read it. Hhhhmmm. Seems like I was in for some more pleasure. “Masturbate” it said simply, as I showed it to Chris.

Hhhhmmm, this would be fun, and Chris eyed me curiously, perhaps wondering what I would do. I took him by the hand, and led him into my bedroom, and directed him to sit on the bed. I reached into my bedside drawer and took out some scented oil,, while he watched me eagerly. I undid my jeans, sliding them and my panties down in one smooth motion, spreading my legs, letting him get a good look at my shaved pussy, which he took in with a smile and wide eyes. Mmmm, not going to be as good as his cock inside of me, but I rubbed some of the scented oil on my fingers, and began to rub my clit, and finger my pussy. Chris leaned forward slightly, enjoying the show. Ooooh. It did feel good though, I was wet, and I loved that Chris was watching me pleasure myself. I of course thought of our fucking earlier, and thrilled as slow rumblings of pleasure spread from my clit through my belly. I started to toubh myself harder, faster. It felt sooooo good. My eyes closed as I began to get lost in the pleasure of it all; my entire being felt as though it were centered in my pussy as I slowly began to peak, riding wave upon wave of pleasure, breathing heavily, making low keening noises. I was coming, and I wanted to look at Chris while I did it, but alas, my orgasm was powerful enough that my eyes slammed shut in a spasm. I let out a little yelp, and slumped back on my bed, spent etlik escort from my second mind-blowingly good orgasm of the day. I smiled at Chris as I lay on my bed, and he nodded approvingly, but we were done for this round, so I made a playful shooing gesture, and he left to gear up for Round 6.

5 P.M.: Round 6: Chris

Was it as good as having my brains fucked out by her? No, but it was still really hot to watch Chelsea finger herself and get off. I wondered what would be left, and while everything was mind-blowingly awesome, I hoped maybe we could do something involving our mutually odd fetish.

Well, let’s see what’s coming up. Punctual as always, we both emerged at 5 P.M., both of us positively glowing, and Chelsea hopped onto the couch to watch me bend over slightly and pluck a sheet of paper. Let’s see what we have here…

Nice! I was a bit self-conscious because I think I was running kind of low on jizz, but I showed it to Chelsea and she seemed intrigued. Simply put:

“Titty fuck.”

She gave me a one minute gesture with her finger, and returned carrying some of that scented oil. It would make for some nice lube when I shoved my cock through her pressed together tits. She put it down on the coffee table, and I again unbuttoned her shirt, as my dick stiffened. Chelsea had amazing tits and I didn’t realize how much I needed to do this until I had her bra off and laid back on the couch, her lovely tits flattening out slightly, but still with plenty to engulf my erection. I had my jeans and boxers off in ten seconds, and mounted her carefully so as not to put too much weight on her chest. I looked down and she looked up approvingly. Ok! I pushed her soft, firm amazing tits together over my dick, squirting some oil in between and started to gently thrust as I rubbed her hard nipples with my thumbs. Not as good as being inside of her, but I was definitely getting some friction, and oooh, it actually felt really good. Just the fact that I was holding her tits in my hands and they were engulfing my dick just made me feel good, and I started to speed up a bit, while staring at her beautiful green eyes. She was smiling, enjoying my pleasure, and probably that I was rubbing her nipples gently. Ahh, fuck there it was…oh god, I was coming, ooooooh, that pleasant numbness radiated down my dick and down my legs, as I managed to shoot a respectable, if not huge load onto her chin and her collar bone above her titties. Uhhhhhh, I exhaled as I finished up. I quickly grabbed a tissue and helped her clean up my jizz, although I loved how its stark whiteness showed up on her brown skin. The contrast was almost as beautiful as my pleasure.

Onward.

6 P.M.: Round 7: Chelsea

I had never been titty fucked before! It was fun! I mean obviously Chris got more pleasure from it, but I loved him taking pleasure in my body, and his rubbing my nipples felt good! Him touching me anywhere feels good really, and I kind of liked having him jizz on me. But let’s see what’s left! It was my last chance to pick, and I took my time. Chris sat on the couch, eagerly awaiting what would come next, while I slowly stirred the reaming sheets. Finally, I picked one, slowly withdrew it, and unfolded it…

Ah ha! There it was. I suppose if anyone reading this isn’t into watersports, this is where to tune out, but I showed it to Chris, and he made a little yes! gesture pumping his fist and arm. Of course the sex, and masturbation, and coming was good, but well, we had hoped to explore our fetishes as well, and here it was:

“Pee on the other person’s chest.”

I had been drinking iced tea and some water throughout the day, so there had always been a low level urge to pee, and now I would finally let go a bit. I was probably at a six out of ten really, as I had drank a little more this time, sure that something had to come up, Chris popped off of the couch, and I laid a hand on his chest, and made a one minute gesture. I ran to my bathroom and grabbed five towels, running back to the living room, and placing them on the floor, overlapping. Chris took the hint, and took his shirt off, and laid down in the center of the pile of towels. I noticed that he was hard as he lay down, and that made me happy, that every part of me turned him on. Even my pee. I smiled to myself, and pulled my jeans and panties down. We smiled at each other, and I squatted over his chest. I was kind of nervous, as I had never done anything like this before.

I squatted over him for maybe thirty seconds, a bit pee shy, trying to loosen up. I made a one minute gesture again, and Chris nodded, understanding. I definitely had to pee! I felt my full bladder, thinking that under any other circumstances, I would have just let go already! I thought of waterfalls, and then…

…finally, I felt it start to come out, and then, I was peeing! Chris watched with rapt attention as my slightly golden stream splashed on his chest, darkening his chest hair slightly as it got wet. A slight acrid tang filled the air as my golden essence continued to stream down and soak his chest. The sound was like a gentle rain, as my piss flowed over him, making a darkened puddle on the towels that he laid on. While I pissed Chris just lay back smiling, enjoying the show, and then finally I was empty. Wow, that was something, and I was pretty turned on. I had always wanted to try that!

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The day is drawing to a close; the sun, seeping below the horizon, casts an eerie glow upon the undersides of the gathering clouds. He thinks to himself, “Looks like the weatherman was a little off in his prediction. That storm will be here a few hours earlier than originally thought. I wish I had a job where even if I was wrong 50% of the time, I’d still have a job.”

His house is nestled in the middle of a quiet, densely wooded lot. The majority of his neighbors are good, honest upstanding citizens. There homes, like his are surrounded by forest: red oaks, poplar, sweet gum, and birch trees. There’s the college counselor to the west, the over-the-road trucker and his civil service wife across the street, the gay couple to the west of the trucker, the city sewer manager and his stay-at-home wife to his east and the divorcee directly behind his house, the only neighbor whose house he could actually see..

The divorcee, Mary, had lived there with her husband for almost as long as he had. He maintained a friendly relationship with all his neighbors and they helped one another out, just like it ought to be. As he observed the weather outside, he noticed something not quite right with the clouds; the color didn’t look right. The approaching cold front also had an up sweeping warm front travelling perpendicular to the cold front’s path. This was squeezing the moist humid air ahead of the cold front. Even though it is only March on the east coast, a severe thunderstorm and even the occasional twister are not unheard of. The weather man had warned of the chance of thunder snow and a possible low forming off the coast of NC that could turn into a nor’easter. The announcement of the winter storm warning on the TV snapped him back from his thoughts.

He’s glad he had that storm room built in the basement two years ago. It’s fully stocked shelves included: long shelf-life milk, water, food, queen size bed, blankets, those boot warmers filled with some sort of iron filings that produced heat when exposed to air, everything one needed to remain warm, and safe until help could arrive. It was expensive, but the insurance policy took care of that, though he really missed her. His wife had passed away due to breast cancer that had metastasized to her brain and liver. By the time she was diagnosed with the aggressive breast cancer, it was already too late.

Now, two years later, months of therapy and pouring himself into his work, he was finally feeling comfortable asking women out. He’d even dated the divorcee several times in the last month. She was close in age, nearly 40, and kept herself neatly. Though she kept a busy schedule, she still took time to work-out. She was trying gerçek sex hikayeleri to rid herself of the last 20 pounds, but they were the stubborn type, not willing to budge. He didn’t care though; she was attractive, had a great sense of humor and was very intelligent. She had her engineering degree and that gave them a lot in common to talk about.

The storm had him concerned. It had all the makings of the perfect storm. Thunder, lightning, wind, followed up by copious amounts of snow, were forecast for the peninsula. That basement room was looking better all the time. He called Mary to see if she had heard about the storm warning yet, “Mary, you hear about the winter storm warning yet?”

Her reply, “Yes I did. I just got back from WalMart and I have all I need.”

His concern showing through, “The part that worries me, is the approaching wild weather first and then the snow; they’ve even hinted at the possibility of high straight line winds or a tornado before the snow.”

“I didn’t hear that part; that worries me some.”

Ever the gentleman, “Would you like me to come over there with you?”

“Actually, would it be ok if I came over to your place? I’d feel safer knowing we could always retreat to your storm room.”

Elated, he said, “Sure, no problem; I was going to ask you that but didn’t want to appear to be too forward.”

Reassuring him she said, “You have never been forward with me; always the perfect gentleman. I feel safe around you and, well, something more. But we can talk about that when I get over there.”

“Ok, I’ll see you soon.”

He was beginning to feel a tingling in his loins as he mulled over her last statement, “…and, well, something more.” Though in his mid 40’s, he wasn’t dead yet. He had imagined himself in a serious relationship with Mary and could see it happening. It would just take time, as they both had suffered a great loss. The only reason she was able to keep her home after the divorce was because he had gone to prison for underage rape and she had a very good government job as a bridge engineer.

The slight knock on the door announced her arrival as she walked in. He greeted her with a hug and they settled together on the couch entranced by the radar on the weather channel. The two fronts and the forming low were all beginning to form an ominous scene. Already the lightning was beginning to flash and the low rumble of thunder could be felt more than heard. The next rumble made her move a little closer to him. He placed his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him, displaying his protective side.

They began to discuss the possibilities, and scenarios; sex hikayeleri when they might have to use the shelter and what to expect. In the midst of their discussion, the fire whistle blew, and an immediate message flashed on the TV. A tornado warning had been issued and his quiet neighborhoods lie directly in its path. It was being described as an F2 tornado already and forecast to strengthen to at least an F3 if not more. Turning the TV off, they retreated to the storm room.

He remarked, “An F3, here? This is usually an F!/F2 area, not F3. I hope it misses us, but better safe than sorry. At least we’ll be safe down here.”

Her frightened reply, “I’m so glad I came over hear. I really wouldn’t know what I’d do at home, alone.”

Down to the basement and into the room they went. It would remind you of the movie “Panic Room”. The sliding door, thick walls, everything one would need to survive nearly any attack; foreign, domestic, or natural. He tuned the radio into the NOAA station and turned the volume down so that they could monitor it, yet still converse.

The constant updates informed them of the tornado’s path and the fact that it was still going to threaten their years of hard work and toil. Their only solace was that they were safe, and with each other. They could hear the roar, like a freight train. The low rumble wasn’t thunder, but rather the storm’s destructive howl. Holding tightly on to each other as the sounds of ripping lumber, exploding glass, and shrieking, howling winds surrounded them, they found comfort in the safety the room offered them.

As the roar subsided, he cautiously opened the door, and saw more light than what should have been available. The floor above was gone, as was the roof, but the east wall remained and so did the north and south walls. Just then a bolt of lightning crashed into his western neighbor’s electric box, sending sparks and shrapnel everywhere, and snow began falling. Retreating back into the safe room, he remarked, “It’s going to be a long stay here until help can arrive. You know the county, our back roads are always the last to be plowed and with all the destruction and now the falling snow, well, I’m glad you’re here.”

“Me too.”

It might not be the right time, but what did you mean by, “I feel safe around you and, well, something more.”

Blushing, wishing she hadn’t tipped her hand, she began to explain herself, “I remember I moved in here and I saw how you treated your wife. I wished to myself that my husband would treat me like that. You honestly, selflessly loved her and her, you. Then life cruelly took her from you and I watched as you worked through your sex hikayeleri grief. During that time, I had my own battles and betrayals. Now, with both of us on the other side of our woes, we have come together both as neighbors and friends to encourage one another. I want more. I want to go a little further with you, but didn’t know if it would be considered forward to say so.”

Overwhelmed by her honesty and straightforwardness he quietly began his reply, “I too, want more. Not out of pity, or consolation, but out of growing love for you. Not that I rejoice in this storm, but I am glad you are here. I’m glad I get to share this time of tragedy with you, of all the people in my life, it’s you I thought of when the storm was announced.”

Just then, the radio blurted out, “The winter storm warning has been upgraded to a blizzard warning. The tornado threat has passed, and crews have been dispatched to assist the survivors, but the falling snow is impeding their progress. If you have safe shelter, please denote this on your property by displaying a black cloth on your front door. Rescue crews will note this and return to you last after all others have been helped.”

He tells her, “I’ll be right back. I’m going to mark my door, if that’s ok with you.”

The glow in her eyes tells him, without words, that she is fine with this, “please do.”

His return in 4 minutes and the story he has to tell is heart rending, “My house is a shell; the trucker’s place is gone, as is the gay couple’s. Your house looks like mine, a shelled out ghost of its former self. I’m so sorry. I know you worked hard on that place and it was beautiful.”

The façade began to crumble as reality set it. Her frame began to shake as the sobs started. He sat beside her and held her, until the sobbing subsided. Misunderstanding her crying he said, “It’s ok, it’s just a house, and the property can be rebuilt.”

Correcting him she said, “…no, it’s not that. I’m just touched by your empathy, by the love you just showed me in both your body language and words. I don’t deserve a man of your caliber, and yet here you are, in the midst of your own loss, comforting me and seeing to my safety.”

He didn’t mean it to happen, but it did, his lips meeting hers as they turned to face each other. The hunger in the kiss, the searching tongues, the tight embrace, all escalating quickly into an all out free for all. Clothing removed and strewn about the safe room, saliva trails down her neck, on her breasts, over her navel and finally ending between her legs. The shrieks of ecstasy as he brought her to orgasm time and again; their impassioned love-making after the maelstrom of the foreplay, all were a portrayal of the storm outside, though they didn’t see it. The hours ticked by as made love and shared themselves. Two days later, after rescue workers arrived to assist them, they were still locked in their embrace, not wanting to be disturbed, yet knowing they must leave and begin their new lives, together.

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Disclaimer: All parties are over the age of 18. Written as if I was 19 again. Part fact, part fantasy.

*****

I’d been looking forward to the party for a couple of weeks, especially as you suggested holding it at your house and invited me to stay the whole weekend. But in the past couple of days I sensed you being a little distant on our telephone calls. Normally we would talk for ages until my parents kept shouting at me to get off the phone but this week or so the calls weren’t as long and you seemed distracted. I put it down to being nervous about Saturday night, me staying with your parents not being there…all of that.

There was a few people I knew going who I’d met before but in the main I wasn’t worried about them as we could be together before, during and after but there was this niggle at the back of mind that something was up.

Saturday came around and I had put any concerns I had away mainly due to my thoughts turning to being with you, alone and us being together, in bed…naked…and yes, fucking. I turned up early Saturday, partly because I couldn’t wait to see you and partly to be a good lad and help with the preparations…and good boys always get rewarded yes.

Things were normal, we’d even managed some time to ourselves kissing and touching each other out of sight of what would be disapproving prying eyes. As I said it felt normal, nothing untoward so I put my thoughts down to stupidity and me overthinking everything.. so much so I sighed out loud.

“What’s that for” you enquired playfully.

“Oh nothing, just me being silly I suppose. Just thought something was up that’s all. You were a bit quiet all week and I just thought..you know…well, just thought something was wrong” I said

“Come here you silly man. Nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong at all” you replied pulling me to you and French kissing me deeply, your hand reaching down and rubbing my growing cock, my fears allayed.

We got dressed for the party. How I kept myself from sneaking into your room I’ll never know. Well I do know, I’d have got caught thats why and I didn’t think that was a good plan, especially as I had all night with you so reluctantly I kept my distance. I was ready first and waited, and then you knocked on the door.

“You decent?” You shouted through the door. “Yes” I replied. “Shame” you said laughing as you appeared. My jaw dropped as I saw you, looking beautifully made up, white patterned dress, white tights, white shoes. Stunning.

“You look gorgeous” I whispered “so do you handsome” you replied smiling “Shall we” and you held your hand out

We, well you mainly, had done a brilliant job and the living room was awash with food and the lights dimmed made it look so stunning and spectacular..stereo system already playing and it wasn’t long before guests started arriving liseli hikayeleri and the chatter increased and the music played louder..and before long the party was in full swing.

It wasn’t long before I was chatting to one of your friends, Maxine. She seemed a nice girl, kinda pretty but not a patch on you and she seemed concerned about me, a bit overly concerned which once again set my mind racing in different directions.

I’m used to not listening to idle gossip but there were things she was saying that rang true…that you had talked to her about telling me something, that you’d had a lot on your mind all week and that she’d be here for me.

My first thought was you were pregnant but Maxine said that wasn’t it but that I needed to go and speak to you. With that she leaned in and kissed me softly on the cheek. “Come see me after, if you want” she whispered softly, her hand linking with mine.

Normally I’d have told her to go away, that I’m with someone and what the hell was she doing..but I was like a rabbit caught in the headlights not knowing what to do so I just nodded and smiled and kissed her cheek back.

However I quickly came to my senses and had to find you, to put my mind at rest and to then tell Maxine to go and do one. I couldn’t see you so asked a couple of people where you were and they said you’d gone upstairs. So off I went and as I approached your room I heard your voice “what happened last week, that’s never happening again, ok. I’m with Neil so get over it” and then to my even more horror a male voice responded “only if you’re sure? He seems pretty cosy with Maxine”.

“I’m sure, she’s only stirring things as you are. So leave” came your definite response. “Now go”

I darted into my room where I was ‘staying’ as the male disappeared and then silence. I slowly left my room and went to your door.

“Hey babes” I hesitantly asked, pushing the door ajar. You looked up sheepishly, your eyes reddened and looking nervous. “You gonna tell me what’s up then?”

And it all came out, that last Sunday you’d got off with Chris and it got a bit heavy but didn’t sleep with him and instantly regretted it and that it was stupid and would never happen again. To be honest I’d stopped listening. I was angry, shocked, heartbroken…all in one go. All I could say was “why?”

“I don’t know. It just..happened…I’m so sorry” you uttered. I wasn’t convinced and thought about leaving then and there. I mean what was the point if me staying.

“So that’s that then” I looked at you. “I can’t believe you did that. I knew something was up and then when Maxine started stirring I thought ..no, she’s just stirring. But she wasn’t, was she?”

You shook your head “she fancies you, you know.”

“I gathered that” I replied, short and to the point.

“Well kadın hikayeleri you’d better go down and see her then, eh” you said, just as short. “I might as well” was my reply and up I got and out the room I went.

I was angry and was definitely not thinking straight, my mind all blurred. I saw Maxine standing by the kitchen wall and went over to her. “I need a hug” I said and with that she wrapped her arms around me and instinctively I kissed her and she instantly responded. My mind was mashed..I’m single so it’s ok clashed with this is wrong…how could I do this fought with well she doesn’t care about me…I’ve got to stop battled with I’m carrying on.

It lasted only not even a minute when someone shouted “Maxine, your dads here” and she hastily wrote down her number “call me” and then she left and I slumped against the wall, and sighed.

There was one thing I couldn’t shake though even though my thoughts were jumbled and my emotions frayed. I couldn’t get the picture of you sitting on the edge of your bed, your red eyes looking at me so sorrowfully and apologetic and I thought “shit, what have I done”.

I took a deep breath and got myself a glass of water. I stood at the sink thinking, asking and answering my own questions until I heard someone say “we are going now, you ok with clearing up and stuff”.

“Yeah yeah, we’ll do it” and I let them out shutting and bolting the door behind them. It went eerily quiet. The moment I’d been thinking about all week was here, where we’d been trusted to be together in the house alone, where we’d planned to be in the one bed until the last possible moment.. and it was not how I’d imagined it. But what I was imagining was you…sat on the end of your bed. “Fucking hell Neil” I scolded myself. “Sort it out man” I ordered.

I switched the lights off and made my way nervously back upstairs. Your door was still ajar, your light still on but you laying down still dressed and had obviously been crying.

“Had fun did you?” You snapped half heartedly, trying to be angry and failing miserably.

“Nope” was my response.

“Said goodnight to Maxine then”.

I just looked at you ignoring your last remark “my question still stands..why?”

You shrugged and looked at me, the anger you were trying to muster all but evaporated and all the pent up feelings I had seemed to calm down. I just looked into your eyes and your face changed, the way you were looking at me changed. The atmosphere in the room changed from confrontational to electric in the blink of an eye. Whatever had to be talked about would be for another time, another day, maybe never…but now it was us. I covered the space between us and literally crushed you into me and we kissed like we’d never kissed before. Deep, hard…our lips crushed together, erotik hikaye oku our tongues fighting for supremacy like two gladiators. Our bodies moulding into each other, our hands everywhere. Clothes went flying…my shirt and trousers, your dress… flown to all corners of the room. We kissed some more, less frantic this time but still hard and passionate, and my hand slipped into your tights and found, to my surprise, no knickers. I assumed this was going to be a surprise for me and now, I took full advantage and slipped my fingers inside your soft tight teenage pussy as your hand fished out my now rock hard teenage cock…squeezing and stroking it vigorously.

Breaking the kiss I looked down at our hands pleasuring each other..your hand so small around my cock, your white tights framing my hand and fingers that were buried within you. I had to have you, you had to have me..right then, right now.

We hastily removed the rest of our clothing got under the covers. There was something about the naivety and innocence of us being under the covers, in each other’s arms that made it so very sexy, so very grown up.

I moved over you and we kissed as your legs opened, my cock already leaking leaving a small sticky trail on your inner thigh as I seeked the entrance to your pussy. I found it easily and slid slickly into your warmth and wetness causing you to moan. I began to slide my cock in and out if you, slowly at first and then slamming into your depths before slowing my rhythm again. I felt your pussy clenching as your nails dug into my back, raking down as you began to reach your first climax as you moaned loudly. Your moans were getting louder “fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkkkkk” you screamed as sensation after sensation rumbled through your body. We’d only had sex a few times before but this was by far the best, by far the most intense. I was thrusting harder now, faster meeting your hips as they pushed upwards and pushing you back down. Your eyes were closed as you savoured these moments and your legs wrapped around me pushing me deeper, wanting me to experience what you were already experiencing and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. My balls began to tingle and I felt my cock expand and I swear i saw stars as my cum rushed out of my cock and into your pussy. Pulsing over and over again, my cum flooding your depths as my body stayed taught and my moans became deeper, longer.

“Wow” was all you said after a while, your eyes still closed, my cock still inside you softening.

I smiled, my eyes also shut as I disengaged from you and cuddled up next to you. You lay your head on my shoulder and your fingers traced patterns through the hairs on my chest.

“Should we talk ab…” I stopped you mid sentence and placed a finger to your lips. You smiled and never leaving my gaze sucked my finger into your mouth. It was the most sexiest and erotic thing I’d even seen in my young life. We’d talked about other things to do with having sex…foreplay, oral sex…and seeing that my imagination went wild. This was the night we planned all along…tomorrow would be another day but this night was still young and all ours.

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Part 3 – Emma

Emma Wheeler had come to Selsdon Battersely in search of Alice Compton, had been shocked to read of her disappearance in the newspapers, had wanted to do something. She had known Alice since a young girl, not that she had lived in Selsdon Battersely herself: it had been a holiday friendship. Their parents had got to know each other when on holiday and going to the same place had met again and again. She had even stayed with Alice in Selsdon Battersely. The two girls had played together and developed a warm friendship. They had walked miles together. Emma liked to walk.

A shock to hear of the disappearance and she had come to stay, not with Alice’s father, and had lodged at Simon’s house where his parents ran a B her head whipped around to look behind erotik hikaye oku her but there was nothing, nobody there; she felt the hair to the back of her neck rising and prickling – a primaeval instinctive physical reaction as she willed herself to stay calm; the figure behind her, or rather not behind her at all but in front of her in the mirror, was male, obviously male, not Alice at all.

The figure was tall with dark hair, black curly hair, and a beard to match, completely naked and clearly completely unembarrassed by the contrast with her. He took a step towards her and Emma swallowed, she had not really expected to find herself reacting in quite the way she was. The man seemed to exude sexuality, her eyes could not help but flick erotik hikaye over his body, could not help being drawn to his undoubtedly handsome face, to his full lips and, the closer he came the more she could see, his blue, blue eyes.

Woman are not naturally hairless across their bodies, legs need shaving, wax may need to be applied or hairs plucked. The idea of the hairless woman is unreal, without intervention the hair is all there though often fine. Women have moustaches, women have hair to their arms and legs, it is just often very fine. It is an unreal contrast with men, though even they, vary in their hairiness. This man, though, it seemed to Emma exuded masculinity and the hairiness, the dark, curly hairiness of his body, seemed porno hikayeleri to make it the more so.

And then, after all the visible musculature, the hair and the height of the man there was his penis. Emma would have scoffed at the idea of penis envy, would have been the first to make some disparaging remark about men thinking with their ‘pricks,’ would never have thought of a penis, an erect penis, as ‘magnificent’ or ‘proud’ and certainly would have been disparaging about the importance of size, yet, yet… Her eyes were drawn to the man’s large and upright organ. It was just so rigid, so fine, with the most pleasing curve to its shaft.

She could not help it, she felt her body reacting, her sex tingling and becoming wet, her nipples within the soft cups of her brassiere rising. Again, she swallowed as the man, now feet from her, casually dropped his hand to his penis and drew back his foreskin, fully revealing the smooth lilac purple of his knob, so rounded, so sexual, so very much shaped to penetrate a woman, so very much there in front of her.

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She was starting her new job today, and she was very excited. She made sure to dress nicely. She had on her favorite blue skirt and black satin top. She wanted to make a good impression. After inspection her outfit, she slipped on her heels and left her apartment.

As she entered the office she notified the receptionist of her arrival and let him know it was her first day of work. He picked up the phone and called the HR manager. When he was done he introduced himself.

“I’m Will, welcome aboard.”

“Hi Will, I’m Lauren, nice to meet you.”

She seemed to notice that he was checking her out, but being a large girl, she figured it was just her imagination. Guys as cute as him never paid her any attention. Will told her it would be a few minutes and offered her a seat. The HR manager arrived, welcomed her and directed her to a conference room. As they walked away, Lauren wanted to see if her suspicions were correct so she looked back to see if Will was looking at her. Much to her delight, she caught him staring at her full round ass as it shook back and forth in her skirt. When he noticed she had caught him, he turned his head with a bit of embarrassment and went back to his work.

The HR manager told Lauren to have a seat and she set a stack of videos down on the table. She told her to watch them all and when they were done, to let Will know, and he would get a hold of her. Lauren sat back and began to watch each tape, all the boring orientation stuff. There was a small window in the conference room and occasionally she would see people pass in front of the door.

Will couldn’t concentrate. Since Lauren had walked in the door, his mind had been distracted. She was what he lusted after. She was average height, pretty face, and a full round figure that she had pushed tightly into her clothing. He of course noticed the tits immediately; they had to be at least a 40 DD. Then when she had walked away, her big round ass was perfect. He was trying to work, but he just kept drifting back to thoughts of her. His cock was growing, and Avcılar Escort the thin slacks he was wearing was doing nothing to hide it. If he were to stand, he was going to be in trouble.

Once he finally got it to soften, he couldn’t take it anymore, he got up and walked past the conference room to sneak a peak at her. Lauren was bored out of her mind. It had been at least an hour since she started watching these boring ass tapes. She found herself gazing out the window in a daze when she noticed Will walk by. He slowed his pace as he got to the window. She looked away as not to embarrass him again. A few moments later he walked past the other way. Lauren smiled and decided a bathroom run was necessary. She looked down at her top and unbuttoned one of her buttons. Then she walked to Will’s desk and leaned over the counter.

“Where is the bathroom?” she asked

Will looked her in the eye and directed her to the ladies room. As he returned his eyes to his work, he made sure to catch a glimpse oh Lauren’s deep cleavage. Of course this did not go unnoticed by her; women always know when you are looking.

As she walked to the restroom, she got a tingle between her legs. She was the center of Will’s attention, and she loved it. When she returned to the conference room, she noticed Will walk by a few more times, each time slowing to catch a peek. This began to really turn Lauren on. She even felt her nipples hard and press against her bra. Her pussy was beginning to moisten and she discreetly ran her hand over her breast.

She felt her nipple and the touch of her hand sent a chill through her body.

Will was beside himself. He couldn’t keep his mind off of her big tits and round ass. He was constantly hiding his stiff manhood under his desk thinking of her. He finally subdued it when he was startled by a voice.

“I’m done, Janice told me to tell you when I was done.” Lauren said.

He grabbed the phone and dialed Jan’s number. She asked if he could introduce him around the office, Beylikdüzü Escort because Jan was swamped with work. Will hung up and told Lauren the plan.

They walked around for few minutes saying hello to everybody and showing her the layout of the office. Lauren could feel his eyes checking her out the whole time. He would purposely walk behind her so he could watch her ass wiggle, and every time he introduced her to someone, he stood to the side so he could stare at her huge tits. All this only worked to make her even hotter. Her nipples were stiff, and as she walked the bra only stimulated them more. The wetness in her crotch was now making her panties wet. She was sure everyone could see how turned on she was. Her body was hot and she didn’t know what to do.

After the tour, Will took her to see Mary the IT lady. Mary told Will that she was leaving for lunch and to take Lauren to the “Vault” to get a laptop for her to use at her desk. She said to leave it on her desk and that she would load it with the stuff she needed after lunch.

Will led Lauren down to the basement of the office. At the bottom of the stairs was a big safe like door that opened to what looked like an old bank vault. Will opened the door and walked in. Lauren followed and slowly closed the door so it was just ajar, she wasn’t sure she would be able to open it if she closed it all the way.

As Will fumbled around looking through boxes looking for a good laptop, Lauren unbuttoned her top, held it open, and waited for him to turn around.

When Will had found one he felt was sufficient, he stood and turned to tell Lauren. As his eyes found her body, he couldn’t believe the sight. There they were, the object of his desire all morning. They were better than he expected, big, full round and he could see her nipples through the silky dark purple material. He stood speechless.

“I know you want me.” Lauren told him. “I have seen you watching me all day.”

Will just stared. His already semi-hard cock rapidly Esenyurt Escort grew in his pants.

“And by the looks of that tent in your pants, you can’t argue.” She told him.

Lauren moved toward him and dropped to her knees. She unzipped his pants and pulled his unit from his pants,

“Not bad.” she told him as she began to stroke it slowly. Chills of pleasure shot through his body as she masturbated his manhood. Then she lowered her mouth onto it and sucked it for all she was worth. Will grabbed her head and guided her back and forth on his rock hard member. He almost came twice. A few moments later Lauren stood and raised her skirt above her hips. She grabbed her matching panties and pulled them down to her ankles. Then she opened her legs and spoke.

“Eat my hot pussy.” She told him.

Will now dropped to his knees and dove into her folds, licking and slurping like a crazed maniac. He lapped up all her juices. Her taste was sweeter than honey. Then he found her clit and sucked it in hard. He flicked it with his tongue. Lauren was so hot that she began to cum. She wanted to cry out, but remembered where she was. Wave after wave of pleasure rushed through her. When she had come down, she spun around and bent over a stack of boxes.

“Fuck me! Fuck me now!” She told him.

Will stood and grabbed his cock and plunged it deep in her. He was so excited, he couldn’t control himself. He immediately started pounding her pussy hard and fast. Her mammoth tits shook back and forth in her bra with every thrust.

“You like that? You like my hard cock in you dripping cunt? He asked.

“Yes! That feels good; your cock is so hard. Pound my hot hole with your cock.” She commanded.

Will grabbed her hips and forcibly fucked her to another orgasm. When he was ready He told her, “I am going to cum in your pussy.”

“NO! I want it all over my tits! She screamed.

She turned around and grabbed his cock. She stroked it until it started shooting cum all over her tits and bra. Jet after jet landed on her. Will just grunted with every stroke.

When it was over, she reached down and cleaned herself as best she could.

She knew she was going to have the smell of sex on her the rest of the day, but she didn’t care. She stood up and said, “Want to get some lunch?”

“Sure.” Will told her as he stuffed his dick into his pants.

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Pt. V: The Exchange

Sid carried her out the rear exit, and waited while yellow-glow popped the trunk. He lay her down naked inside, then carefully removed all her jewelry. He’d already taken the two thousand out of her coat pocket.

Not bad for a day’s work, and there’s more to come, he thought, happily.

He closed the lid with a thump and handed yellow-glow the jewelry. “Take care of this, darling. Should be worth about six grand all tot.

“She kissed him on the cheek. “Be careful, Sid.”

“Yeah, yeah. Escort Beylikdüzü Now get that naked ass back in there and make us some money, bitch,” he laughed.

* * *

Sid waited on a narrow, dirt road about half-a-mile off the interstate until a white van drove up and two men in dark suits got out.

“You got her?” the tall, slender one asked. Slender, but Sid knew that he had muscles like coiled steel.

“Just like always,” Sid said, in his raspy voice, a cigarette in the corner Beylikdüzü Escort Bayan of his mouth. Underneath his jacket was a fully loaded .45 automatic with illegal Black Talons. He’d dealt with The Followers of Anubis for a long time, but he wasn’t taking any chances. He didn’t know what they did with the women he brought them, but he could guess, and he was certain of one thing, he wasn’t going to turn his back on them.

“Well, let’s take a look at her,” said the other guy, a blond Beylikdüzü Escort who had the physique of a body builder. “She’s got to be pretty or it’s no deal.”

“Yeah, you don’t have to worry about that,” Sid grunted. “She’s prime pelt.”

They stood back as Sid opened the trunk. They knew better than to try anything with him. In truth, they had no desire to, for Sid would be hard to replace. As long as he was well paid, he could always be counted of to deliver quality merchandise. A rare trait even in legitimate markets.

When he had the trunk open, he motioned for them to take a look.

“She’ll do.” the slender man said without hesitation. They looked at each other and grinned.

Muscle boy got a stretcher out of the van, and they loaded Allison onto it. They paid Sid, then hefted her into the van.

To Be Continued…

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It was a dark and stormy night.

Dan was getting out the candles in case the power went out. It’s so hard if you wait until it’s pitch-black to try to find them. Of course, they would always have the fireplace to give them some light and heat in the living room of the small, three room cabin. However, he didn’t intend to spend ALL his time there tonight. He brought in some firewood to be sure they had plenty of dry wood, and prepared the fireplace. He was like a good scout, always prepared and always ready.

It was the get-away they had been looking forward to for a long time. City life was so demanding, so intense, so routine. Up here in the mountains, by the lake, under the stars, (There are so many more stars out here. In town, you can only see about a dozen or so, at best.) one can begin to unwind. Forget the traffic, the schedules, the meetings. Just relax and rekindle the sparks that used to fly so freely and spontaneously.

Rosana was in the bedroom unpacking and freshening up after the long drive up on Friday afternoon. The night was coming quickly due to the approaching storm. They would need to be ready for anything and everything that might arise. Alone in a secluded cabin in the mountains, no worries, just her and him together, to do whatever that wanted, whenever they wanted. She got a warm feeling in her loins just thinking about the possibilities. And WHAT loins they were. She had the softest brown skin he had ever felt. And big, luscious, melt-in-your-mouth lips that could melt an iceberg.

She was bending over and Dan caught a glimpse of her firm buns as the faux-denim material pulled tight in her shorts, the brief, square-cut kind that are similar to the short-shorts of a different era. The style was back in vogue now and he just loved them! She was wearing a yellow satin print shirt tied in a knot below her breasts, showing a little lovely brown skin around her neck and waist. It was very warm when they left town and was just starting to get comfortable with the approaching Summer mountain storm. Rosana was petite, though not skinny. She worked out at the gym and loved to take walks often. That’s why those curvy, round buns of steel appealed to him so much. “Later”, he said to himself, and hurried to get everything settled before nightfall.

Dan had the candles all set up around the rooms with matches nearby. He put a couple in the bedroom and one in the kitchen. Then he stored the food and beverages. “Are you hungry, babe? I’m starving after the long trip up the mountain.” Dan asked. (She WAS a babe, and wouldn’t like it if just any guy called her that, however, Dan said it SO lovingly.)

“Sure am. I’ll be there to help you soon.” she said. “Almost done here.”

Dan was a good cook, so he chilled the wine and started the fish cooking. He was leaning over the stove Escort Bayan Bahçeşehir when she entered and surprised him by giving him a light slap on his butt. He instinctively jumped and turned around. She pressed her lips to his in a gentle, languid kiss that warmed him inside. “I’m here to take over so we can have something edible tonight”, she teased.

“Oh yeah, well, we both have something good to eat, even if the food happens to get ruined.”

“Hmmm, you put your tongue back in your mouth and save it for later, my big, strong man. Maybe for dessert…” she moaned in her sexiest voice.

They both helped finish preparing the food and poured the wine. Then they sat down to eat the scrumptious fish dinner. The rain had started outside. The wine and each other’s company was warming each other up just fine. They finished off the whole bottle and all the food while chatting and enjoying each other’s company. Rosana went to the sink to wash the dishes. Dan went to light the fireplace.

She had such a calm, warm feeling inside, looking out the window at the rain coming down in buckets now. It was so peaceful and private up here. And she loved Dan very much at that moment for arranging this getaway for them. It was just what the doctor ordered for their relationship.

Dan started the fire in the fireplace, then returned to the kitchen. He walked up behind her and slipped his big, strong arms around her waist, pulling her close to him and kissed her on the nape of her neck. She almost dropped the plate from the thrill running down her body from his touch and kisses. He caressed her bare tummy. She moved her butt around involuntarily, feeling his manness pressing into her cheeks. He moved around in little circles with his hips and hands. She felt sooo good to him. Soon, her moans let him know that she felt the same about him. The good wine and fish had them both hot and horny.

As he was kissing her neck and ears, just nibbling a little, he raised his hand up to feel the weight of her right breast through the material of her shirt. She had on one of those lacy, barely-there type bras. Very natural looking and feeling, almost like nothing there at all. She really didn’t even need one. It was there to satisfy the moral needs of the big city. Rosana’s boobs stood up proud and firm, like a teenybopper’s. Dan grasped more of the breast now, squeezing it in his palm, eliciting more moans from her. There was a bit more than a handful, but it would not go to waste. He reached the aureole and nipple, just trailing his fingertip around them gently. They arose to meet his touch, both the aureole and nipple getting firm and sticking out through her bra..

Meanwhile, Dan’s left hand had continued rubbing around her firm flat belly. Now, it trailed down along her hip to the skin of her leg at the bottom of her shorts, and up and around her hip as they moved against his strong hands. He flicked her right nipple İstanbul Escort a bit, making it hard with his touch, then moved his hand over to give the left breast equal time. He squeezed it and rubbed around it as he had done the first one. It responded in kind. His left hand traveled around her legs and up and down her lower tummy, touching the smooth leg in front, and beside and below those sexy shorts. She shivered as his open palm grazed her mound through the tight stretch material. He could feel her heat there.

Quickly, he pulled open the knot in the bottom of her shirt. Then, he deftly flicked open the few remaining buttons hiding the treasures inside. “OH, Yes, Dan. Make love to me now, right here, right NOW. I need you soo bad.”

He removed the blouse and threw it on the counter. With another flick of his wrist, the bra clasp was released and those beautiful globes fell free into the chilly night air. His now-hard cock was pressing into the crack of her ass. She could feel it rubbing and caressing her. She gasped as both of his hands went to her boobs and pulled her back to him as they stood there before the sink and window. “Take your shirt off. I want to feel your skin on mine.”, she groaned.

So he did, with practiced agility, and it joined her blouse. He held her close again, resuming where they left off, holding both boobs tightly, with her pressed back against him. “Rosana, you feel wonderful!”

“Oh, yes, you too, and you are making me so hot. It’s been too long. Don’t make me wait any longer, Dan. Do it to me babe.”

Not one to ignore an impassioned request, Dan reached to the front of her shorts and slipped the zipper down. Then they worked the shorts over her firm hips to the floor. She kicked they away. Now there were only the barest of bikini panties left, which Dan pulled down with one quick movement, and they too were gone. “Take those pants off. I want to feel your cock.”

He almost ripped his jeans getting them out of the way, pants and boxers off in one flash. Now they were both naked above the knees. His hard erection was pressing up between her gap. He moved it in and out , feeling her wetness, as she was moving back to meet it. His hands were caressing her all over, and her hands were touching his, and she reached back to feel his legs and butt muscles. She reached down to grab the head of his penis as it stuck out next to her clit. It felt so good, almost like having her own dick to play with, to rub her clit, and make herself even wetter and more excited.

“OOOOH, Baby, I’m so ready. Do me. Put it in me.”

“OK, babe, here it comes. Just bend over slightly. Hold onto the counter. Yes, that’s it. Here it is. It’s all for you.”

He held it in his hand and rubbed it up and down her wet, swollen lips. And pressed it between them slowly, an inch, then two as he pushed it up her soft, tight love canal. “Ahhhh, so tight, so wet.”

“Ooooo, Yes, push it in more. Give Escort İstanbul it all to me. Fill me up. Sooo good.”

He grasped her hips and pushed it all the way in until his balls touched her clit. Then, slowly pulled it out until only the head was still inside of her. Then, all the way in again. “OOOHHH, UUNGH, It’s so hard, so good. It’s been too long. Fuck me! Fuck me good.”

They got into a rhythm, him pushing, her pulling him in with every stroke. He was still holding her hips, guiding her onto his hard cock, as she was moving her ass all around him, and holding on tightly to the sink for balance. The rain was pounding on the window pane, and he was pounding into her with all his strength now. He held her boobs, which were now hanging down like cones, begging for attention. He would hold and squeeze and pull on them, and placed a trail of kisses on her back and neck, eliciting more moans of pleasure from Rosana. They hadn’t touched each other for a week, so they were both very horny and just wanted raw sex, and release from their tensions.

“Yes, squeeze my cock. Your pussy feels like velvet. I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard. Can you feel it? Keep fucking it. Ohhh, do it!”

“Oh, yes, I feel it filling me up. And your balls are slapping against my clit, driving me crazy each time. Oh, Fuck me hard! Fill me with your cum. Don’t worry, You won’t hurt me. Pound it in me baby.”

He was pinching her nipples and rolling them around his fingers, rubbing his hands up and down her back, molding her ass cheeks. Pounding, Pumping, getting closer, feeling the cum rising up, getting ready to flood her. She started to shiver, her hips quivering first, with just a small almost undetectable vibration.

“UUNNGH. You’re going to make me cum! AAAAH!. Ooooh. Yes, yes! Make me cum! Fuck me hard. I’m so close. Keep it up. Don’t slow down. That’s so good! Rub my clit.” “Ooooh, I’m CUUUMMMING!!! Give it to me.”

And that was too much for Dan. He was ready. “Here it comes, babe. Milk it out. I feel you cumming all over me now. Yes, do it. Let it all out. Cum for me. Oh, your pussy is SO hot on my cock. You’re making me cum with you. UUUUGH, AAHMMMM” And he squirted buckets of cum deep into her warm, wet vagina, causing her to cum again.

“AAAAH, I’m CUMMMING AGAIN! Oh, Fuck. MMMMM” “Oh, my God, you’re wonderful. Oh, so deep. I feel your sperm filling me up inside. Give it all to me. MMMMMM” as the cum was running out and down her legs now.

They both almost passed out from the cumming, their legs getting weak. She would have fallen to the floor if he had not been there to support her with his cock and hands. They both were breathing deeply, still pumping slowly now, a few twitches still happening, and a great warmth spreading over both of them. They just stayed and swayed together for several minutes, hearing nothing but the rain and their hearts beating against each other. Finally, his penis plopped out, and she turned around to give him a huge embrace, kissing his lips, tongue against tongue. Feeling their hot bodies molding together like Jell-O in a bowl, they stayed that way for several more minutes, just savoring the moment.

She looked up into his eyes and said, “I love you, Dan”

“And I love you, Ros.”

Continued in Chapter

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