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The beckoning look was all she needed to realise why Maynor had held her back from the group. Alone together as the gondola cleared the hut, he reached out his hands. Sylvie took them as she stepped across and straddled his lap. Their eyes locked as their lips came together, soft yet hungry, opening immediately to let their tongues touch. How much had she wanted this? They’d flirted constantly since he’d arrived two days ago, leading the group staying at the chalet that week. Rich, confident, he’d kept her waiting, but she didn’t care now that his hands cradled her ass and her hands slid down to his crotch. She could feel his dick. fat and firm, even through the ski clothes. She rubbed him, pleased to find his cock as long and thick as she’d expected. “All the way up,” he whispered in her ear. “Six minutes to the top.” Sylvie knew what he meant. If she hadn’t, the strong but gentle pulling down on her waist would have given rus escort her the hint. Maynor opened his legs as Sylvie slid to her knees. He unbuckled the top of his trousers as she zipped down the fly. He bulged huge in his shorts. She moved close as she freed the length of him from the cotton elastic and let his cock pop out onto her face. She looked up at him, eyes on eyes, as his long dick rested on her pretty features. They both smiled. Sylvie opened her mouth and ran it up his length, side on, his firm cock slipping through her freshly painted red lips. She saw the fresh snow on the mountain peaks and the clear blue sky as her mouth reached the tip of his penis. The absurdity of the setting grabbed Sylvie for a moment, pushing her excitement further. She kissed the head of his cock before slowly opening her lips and lowering her head. Keeping her lips tight, she yenimahalle escort moved her mouth down as Maynor slowly raised his hips. Sliding in deep, she heard him moan as his glands nestled into the back of her throat. He played it so cool but she knew the moan was reluctant, animal, uncontainable. Sylvie held his cock there, her lips in a firm round grip on the base of his shaft. Her wet, silky tongue moved round him, his swollen head feeling the swallow in her throat. For some reason she’d never before felt compelled to suck this deep, to prove she could take all of a guy, to be this satisfying for a man. Sylvie’s pussy was already soaking through her underwear yet somehow, the heat in her cunt increased as she realised something about herself, about him: this was where she wanted to be – on her knees, sucking his cock, wherever he wanted it to happen. She began moving her head, taking her lips to his tip, licking him, then enveloping him again, taking it all. Sylvie could feel the throb of his thick cock quicken as her lips rode up and down his shaft. She moved faster on the bulging slippery head, bringing her hand up to stroke him, ready to swallow a heavy load of cum. It seemed though, that Maynor wasn’t ready to let go. He raised her head up off his dick and smiled as he stood her up and turned her round. With her back to him he eased his thumbs inside the waist of her ski trousers, leggings and panties, bending her forward a little as he pulled them all down to her knees. Oh fuck. She felt her wet underwear peel away from her hungry pussy and the cold mountain air on her buttocks. He bent her forward a little more, admiring the view of her succulent ass. Then, hands on her naked hips, he manoeuvred her down on to him. Maynor’s upright cock slid straight into her hot wet cunt, the tip of him parting the lips, the head pushing her open and going deep, deep, deep up into her. She settled her weight right down, taking every inch of him. She could feel the surge of her climax building almost immediately as he entered her.

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Every year, a group of my husband’s university friends get together, rent a house in the ski hills in northern Quebec, and enjoy a week of skiing, drinking, and whatever else comes along. This year, however, the weather has taken a turn for the warmer, and instead of snow gently falling, it’s raining out. We’ve taken the day off, and have replaced it with silly games and lots of drinking in between.I am hiding from the others. We are playing a game of Hide and Seek and we’ve been given time to find a hiding place in this big, old house. It used to be a large farm house, with three full floors, and eight bedrooms, perfect for our group. Six couples have come up, as well as Bob and Steve who have come up “bachelor” as their wives were not able to come up this year. Bob is a tall, skinny goofy kind of guy, but always makes everyone laugh. Steve is dark and handsome, with a smouldering presence. He arrived a little morose, and I made it my personal mission to cheer him up. I soon had him smiling at me with that big beautiful grin, but soon I found that his big beautiful brown eyes with that piercing look was lighting a fire that burned in my belly. I soon began flirting with him whenever I could, knowing that nothing good could come from it, çankaya escort but not being able to help myself. I would touch his arm whenever I could, and brush against him whenever the opportunity arose. He clearly got my message, as just last night, he stretched out his legs to play footsie with me under the table through supper. The ardure he provoked in me made my husband wonder what had gotten into me that night, as our sex was particularly passionate.At the top of the house I have found the door into the attic, and in the attic, an empty room at the back with only a bed, a closet, and some old boxes stacked to the ceiling. Quickly, in the dark, I slide under the bed and wait for the others to find me; their voices are very distant now. They are far away, except for one pair of footsteps, one person, who is getting closer and closer. He comes in such a direct line toward me, it’s as though he knew where I was, as if I had left him a trail, a scent. As if we had planned this hiding place together. I catch my breath, my heart pounding, because I know who it is, the one person in the group I want to have find me, to find me before the others. It has to be Steve. I will it to be keçiören escort him. He comes straight to the room, quietly and quickly so the others won’t hear him, and slides under the bed beside me in the darkness. We lie together, hardly breathing, our hands beginning to move over one another. Hands that have never before touched me, move all over me. Hands I put a face to in my mind, that face I’ve always found exciting but that was never mine to kiss. I hardly dare breathe as I listen for other voices, moving in and then away as the seeker looks to find one person after another, exploring room after distant room. Under the bed, we both move slowly. My skin is alive, the excitement running all through me as my own hands help him to ease up my sweater, direct his mouth to my breast. I help him work my pants off, and then with the most incredible daring I push my buttocks up and his head down. His mouth caresses me all over, and I can tell from his body motions, that he’s taken off his pants as well. My hands, braver and braver in the dark, move over him, find his erection like a rock, and all the while we seem to move in slow motion on this bare floor, scarcely breathing, our bodies etimesgut escort moving against the background noise of the voices on the floor below. Two people have been caught so far, and Bob is still looking for all the others.The louder his approaching voice gets, the more urgent our bodies grow. We hear Bob laughing and calling out as he finds another person – Beth this time. The fear and anxiety I feel make me hotter, make me do the most incredible things with this man whom I hardly know. Now there is nothing I wouldn’t let him do to me; even pain, even words in my ear that no man has ever said. “More.” My own whisper is in my ear. “More!” I demand of him and I am wet through before he is quite in me. We are like two conspirators in the dark, breathing so hard it seems incredible they can’t hear us. The space under the bed has gotten too restrictive for us now, as our bodies are driven to a need for deep movement. We crawl out from under the bed and before I can do anything, Steve has grabbed me and thrown me on the bed, face down and ass up. He wastes no time and I feel his hot erection piercing into me. I’m so wet that he easily shoves the entire length of his considerable erection deep inside of me. I must have moaned deeply, as his hand quickly moved over my mouth to cut down on any noise. It was a good thing he did, as three or four thrusts later, and I was rolling in my first orgasm. Nothing could stop me now – my body was screaming out for the pleasure his cock was providing me. Even if my husband had walked into the room, I would not have been able to stop.

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“I want to eat something sweet and juicy to fill me up. How about you Dorion? … Dorion,” Mrs. Waltz asked.I shook my head and snapped back to reality.”Yeah, I’m hungry too,” I replied. I had been staring at the breasts of a woman old enough to be my grandmother, Mrs. Waltz.”Your mother wants to know what you want from the Mexican restaurant,” she continued.”Just tell her I’ll have my usual,” I replied.I was at the local elementary school helping my mom and another teacher, Mrs. Waltz, pack up for the year.This wasn’t the first time I had helped them at the school. But this was the first time Mrs. Waltz and I had been left alone; my mom leaving to pick us up some lunch. I started scanning her up and down, examining her body. For a woman of sixty-eight years old, she still had her looks. Standing five foot eight with long gray hair, dark brown eyes, large breasts, and çankaya escort thick legs. I was staring at her large double D breasts and that nice ass. I stand about six foot five. Brown eyes brown hair. With a muscular frame at two hundred forty pounds.Mrs. Waltz had always dressed rather conservatively, being a school teacher and all. But I noticed an essence about her that day. She was wearing a t-shirt and leggings that made her ass look as firm as a woman half her age. I tried my best not to be caught staring. “Thank you so much, Dorion, for helping your mother and I,” she said.”No problem, Mrs. Waltz, I know the janitors are busy and you needed help packing the classroom. Did my mom say when she was gonna be back?” I asked.”Well she just placed the order and it’s about a ten-minute drive both ways so we’ve keçiören escort got some time to waste,” Mrs. Waltz replied.”I’m starving from all this work and just need to be filled up,” Mrs. Waltz said seductively.”Oh!” I raised my eyebrows. Is she flirting with me? No, she’s just making conversation, unless?”Yeah, Mrs. Waltz you’re right. I’m hungry as well,” I said.”Tell me, Dorion, what did you order?” she asked.”Oh, I ordered a steak burrito. All the toppings, it’s so good. What about you?” I replied.”Oh, I told your mom to get me my usual. It’s pineapple chicken over seasoned rice with a tortilla. The chicken is sweet and juicy. I love the taste of it in my mouth,” she sneered.Okay, she’s up to something. I wondered how this would play out. As we put some boxes on the cart to take them to her car, etimesgut escort Mrs. Waltz brushed against me with her large breasts grazing my arm and side. I started to get hard right there. I turned to look at her smiling shooting me a seductive wink. “I’m gonna bring the cart out. Is there anything you want on here this trip?” I asked.”Well, can you help me take these posters off the wall? We’ll be getting new ones next year,” she said with a purr in her voice.I watched as Mrs. Waltz climbed a step ladder to remove the posters.”Can you hold me steady, Dorion? I’d hate to fall,” she asked.”Sure thing,” I replied.I put the last box down and went to help Mrs. Waltz.”Can put your hand on my back for balance?” Mrs. Waltz asked.”Here?” I asked. I put my hand on the middle of her back.”A little lower, I don’t want to fall,” she said with a smile. I moved my hand down to the small of her back reassuring her. While she was removing the posters I couldn’t help but smell her perfume. A sweet fruity scent that I inhaled with every passing. I leaned in closer almost pressing my face into her ass. I leaned back to regroup. After she finished taking down the last poster, I offered my hand to assist her coming down.

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He was sitting quietly, tapping his fingers on the key without typing. “What are you doing?” she asked, startling him. He blushed, and then grinned. “I was trying to come up with an idea for a story for you, but I couldn’t decide on a situation to get us naked.” “Why not?” she teased. “Most of my stories start with something that really happens and inspires me. Nothing inspiring happened today.” “How about this?” she said as she hugged him from behind and started nibbling on his neck. “That just tickles,” he murmured, but he tipped his head invitingly for her to continue. She kissed and nibbled and reached down to pull his shirt over his head. He tried to slide the chair back and turn to her, but she took his wrists eryaman escort and put his hands back on the keyboard. “Type.” she commanded. Her hands slid up his arms and down to caress his chest and stomach. Her lips found his bare shoulders and she gently bit him. “Type.” she said again softly, and she heard the clack of the keys. She wriggled first one arm and then the other out of her own shirt, barely stopping her quest to taste every inch of his shoulders and neck. She pressed her naked breasts against his warm back, and his sharp intake gave her chills of pleasure. Her hands found his hardened nipples, and she teased them and kissed her way around his ribs to sincan escort bring her tongue to tease them. She looked up and saw his eyes were half closed as he watched her lips and tongue on his flesh. She grinned wickedly and nipped at him. “Type!” His eyes struggled to leave her face, got trapped by her hard nipples burning against his skin, found her eyes again, saw her determination, and finally returned to the screen. The keys started to clack again and she started kissing again. She moved entirely in front of him, letting him slide the chair back. Her breasts pressed into his thighs, her hands caressed his sides, her lips and teeth teasing and kissing. He moaned, etlik escort but kept typing. She wondered if he could feel the heat of her breath as the fire built inside her. Without pause, she unbuttoned his pants, and slowly pulled the zipper open, tooth by tooth, as her hand caressed the hardness beneath the fabric. He lifted his hips, and she pulled his pants and boxers down, giggling as his cock pulled loose and slapped into his stomach. Their eyes met again. “You’re not typing,” she said. His nostrils flared as he lifted his hips, but she shook her head and waited. He closed his eyes, took a quick deep breath, and then started typing again. Her whole body rippled with desire from seeing him so affected, and she decided to tease some more. She cradled his cock between her breasts, enjoying its heat and hardness, and leaned forward to nibble and kiss his chest. She nipped him again when he ran his fingers through her hair, and he started typing again. She allowed him to rock his hips as he fucked her chest, and she nibbled and teased.

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Summer is almost over.  It’s still warm but we’re starting to notice the days getting shorter.  It’s the last Monday before I go back to start my second year in college. My old high school buddy Jeff and I decide to catch a matinee movie. We will end up getting more than just a movie out of it!Jeff and I decide to see one of the season’s blockbusters, a popular spy movie that somehow, neither of us had gotten around to seeing earlier in the summer. It was released way back in June, so on this late-August Monday matinee, we have the theater to ourselves.The movie follows the usual formula but does it well. It starts off with shapely nude women dancing in silhouette – the outline of pointy nipples briefly just visible a few times – to a smoky theme song. I feel my dick twitching, and filling ever so slightly. Jeff’s avoiding looking at me during this, so I bet he feels similarly. Damn, now I’m getting horny here in the dark, next to a friend.The opening women-and-guns rus escort silhouette montage dissolves into an intense chase scene, in which he kills several expendable bad guys and an improbable escape. Soon our spy/hero finds himself mixed up in some big plot, up against a mysterious evil organization, in an exotic country where everyone speaks English with a vaguely European accent.He gets shot at and chased by more bad guys, escapes miraculously, gets in trouble with his superiors, is captured, then escapes miraculously again from a ridiculously complex, easily defeated scheme to kill him. And in the midst of this action, he, of course, flirts with and beds spectacularly beautiful women. One of the scenes with a woman is really hot. She is one of the most beautiful and voluptuous women I have ever seen. So much that even as our man is still flirting with her, I find myself tracing my hand along my hard cock, hoping Jeff yenimahalle escort won’t notice in the dark theater. As the couple on-screen start kissing, I become aware that Jeff is stroking himself through his shorts even more blatantly than I am. Then, he pulls down his waistband, and out pops his willie. I almost whisper “what the fuck are you doing?” but I stifle it because I’m so worked up myself.  Maybe I want to do the same.  I mutter “oh what the fuck,” and shift my shorts to the side so I can get my dick out too. Here we are, openly masturbating in an empty theater, as the sexiest woman and man alive make out on the screen, her ample breasts squeezed tight against him – and threatening to make their own spectacular escape from her dress. Jeff looks at me and playfully reaches over the armrest, then pulls his arm back. Maybe he was just joking, but I do the same gesture back, taking it further and putting my hand over his for just a moment, as it strokes up and down on his meat. He removes his hand, leaving mine there. For the first time, I feel another man’s penis in my hand. It is warmer and softer than I have imagined in my frequent fantasies. A second later I feel his hand on my own prick. It is the first time anyone has touched me. I had no idea how much better it would feel than my own hand. It is intense, yet comforting, even tender as he wraps his hand around me. At this point, the on-screen beauty has turned her back towards our protagonist, dropping her dress to the floor, revealing some very tantalizing side-boob. I swear if we get to actually see her tits I’m going to cum instantly.  This is an R-rated movie, right?Just as she turns towards the camera to reveal her full beauty, we hear the door at the back of the theater creak open and see the glow of a flashlight probing down the aisle. Instinctively Jeff and I take our hands off each other’s goodies and reach for our tubs of popcorn. Holding our still-warm popcorn over our laps (felt nice on my cock, by the way), our engorged erections won’t be visible to the usher, despite our shorts being partway down, even if he shines his light directly at us.

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It was one of the lowest days when Ashlei found herself rummaging through old files in her computer. She saw the folder that held well-remembered pictures of her and Nathan, her ex. She suddenly felt a pang of sadness as she scanned their happy pictures, as well as a hunger inside of her.”He used to be the insatiable one…” she thought to herself as she started to fondle her breasts, touching herself on every inch of herself that Nathan was able to touch.Her mind drifts to images of their lovemakings, beşevler escort of how his tongue felt inside her, of how his hands used to caress her every longing inch, of how he always leave her craving for more, of how he makes her come…”Ping”She cursed as an IM interrupted her daydreams. She checked her IM and was surprised to see a familiar name from whom the message was. Nathan.”Nathan: Hey, love. You in there?”She smiled and cebeci escort immediately replied.”Ash: Yes, I am. How are you?”And that started it. She felt queasy inside.”Nathan: I am good, just a bit missing something right now. And yourself?Ash: I am fine, roughly feeling the same as you do.”And then there was silence. After a while, Nathan was offline. She shrugged and cursed herself for being forthcoming. She knew that Nathan is already kolej escort seeing someone else and she knew that it will never be the same for both of them. She knew that he is the past, and she needs to move on. Afterall, it has been 6 long months since they separated ways. She was beginning to feel sorry for herself when she was yet again interrupted by a phone call. She picked up her phone without looking to see who that was. She was not expecting any calls from anyone anyway.”Ashlei here.” she said with a tinge of irritation. “Why can’t these interruptions just leave me alone?” she thought to herself.”I am at your door, needing you. Can I come inside?” She gasped. It was Nathan. She dropped the call and run to get the door. Without any hi nor hello, Nathan stepped in hugged her close to him and closed the door behind him.

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Master and I had a “movie date” one Saturday night–he had called me up and told me just what to wear and when to be ready. I love these spontaneous times with him, he always makes them so exciting and sexy!I rushed to make sure I was ready. He specifically told me to wear my little black dress, stockings, and heels. I wasn’t to wear a bra or panties, and right then I knew it wouldn’t be an ordinary movie date! I dressed as he requested and when I had my makeup and hair looking perfect, I was ready.When we arrived, he picked the movie. We didn’t care what it was, we weren’t there for the movie. We got into the theater and found some seats way in the back. The theater began filling up and was about half-full when the lights went down.Fortunately, no one was too close, but still close enough to make it dangerous! There was an older couple about three rows in front of us and another couple down the row ahead of us on the end. It was late enough that there were no small children at the theater (thank goodness!)“Don’t otele gelen escort make a sound and just keep watching the movie,” he instructed me. Then his hand slowly slid up my leg and I knew where it was headed!His hand was just above my knee and I already ached for his touch. He lightly grazed my stockinged thigh and it was like a live wire was touching me. I bit my lip as his hand got higher and closer to my sex.His hand was at the hem of my dress now and I was squirming in my seat. I knew that he would soon have me begging him–Master knows just what to do to drive me insane with lust! His hand reached the top of my stocking and I gasped a little when His fingers touched my bare thigh.“Quiet slut! You want everyone to hear you!” he whispered. His hand withdrew a bit–a punishment of sorts for my noise. I gripped the arms of my chair and with my lips closed tightly I shook my head.His hand resumed it’s travel up my thigh until I felt him petting balgat escort my mound. I raised up just a bit; enough for him to slide my dress up to my waist and then I settled back down, spreading my legs wide for him.He slipped a finger, then two into my sopping pussy, smiling at how wet I already was. He scooped out some of my pussy juice and brought it to his lips, sucking me off his fingers.My heart soared when I saw him smile; I knew he was pleased with me. He began pumping his fingers in and out of me, fingerfucking me right there in the theater!I was soaking wet by this time and I knew the seat under me was getting wet as well, but I didn’t care; Master was taking his pleasure in making me squirm and writhe in my seat and I was enjoying being the object of his amusement.But all too soon he pulled his fingers from me, drenched in my juices. He offered them to me this time and I greedily sucked my own honey from his fingers.When I had cleaned elvankent escort his fingers to his satisfaction, he slipped out of his seat to kneel on the floor in front of me. There was just enough room for him to kneel down in the row and once he was between my legs, He reached up and began unzipping the front of my dress.He chose this particular LBD because of the way it fit me–skin tight, it clung to me like wet toilet paper! But the thing he most enjoyed was the front zipper which ran from the scooped neckline, cut low enough it showed my cleavage very well, down to just below my navel.He pulled the zipper down agonizingly slow, making me tremble as more and more of me was revealed to him.Once the zipper finally reached the bottom, Master pulled me forward a bit and slipped the straps off my shoulders and down to my elbows, effectively pinning my arms to my sides, but also baring my tits completely to the cool theater air.My nipples were already hard just from the excitement, but once the air hit them, they hardened even more. Now they ached they were so hard and erect.Master leaned forward and whispered, “Now remember; no sounds.” I could feel his hot breath as he spoke. I whimpered very softly so that only he could hear me, and then I clamped my mouth shut. His hot mouth closed over one of the taut nubs and his tongue caressed my nipple sweetly.

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I think I’m a typical married guy. After we got married, our sexual activity dropped off dramatically to maybe once a week. If I had done something to upset the little lady, the frequency was even less. Sex became weaponized and was used as punishment for whatever perceived slight had occurred.Many times, I didn’t even know what the initiating event was. I can hear all you ladies thinking, “What a typical ‘guy thing’ to say. Men are totally clueless.”Well, when sex did happen, it was strictly missionary or maybe if she was really randy, cowgirl, but all that changed with an accidental cum blast.My wife, Kathy, would have sex, but when she didn’t feel like it( a lot of the time), she would give me a hand job, or if I been really good, a blow job, but since marriage, never finish in her mouth and forget about swallowing. Although those actions were acceptable before we got married, I wonder what had changed? Did I stop liking those erotic pleasures?One night, I had persuaded her to whack me off. I was enjoying the motion of her soft hand sliding up and down my cock. She’d slide her left hand down the shaft and hold the skin there. This exposed my cock’s head for her right hand and fingers to swirl around the circumference or now and then she would move left hand to play with my nuts much like Captain Queeg in “The Cain Mutiny”.She always used our sex towel to catch my climax eruptions sort of like the splash zone of a missile launch. It was laid on my stomach. As the climax approached, I instinctively arched my back. I think that’s just a biological response.As she always does when I’m getting close, she aimed my cock toward the blast zone as I launched a worthy salvo. She must have had more angle and a good portion of my cum landed on my face and mouth. She was surprised as was I, but then she took her finger and began rubbing the cum that was on my lips around on them.”What are you doing?””I don’t know why but seeing your cum land on your lips has got me so hot.”She then pushed her finger and a big gob of cum into my mouth. She reached down with her free hand and began jack me off again. Her finger found another splash of cum that she dragged into my mouth. I noticed that her breathing rate was increasing and she was squirming on the bed.”For some reason, I guess feeding me my cum is making you really hot.””I don’t think I’ve ever been this hot. I want you to fuck me right now.”My cock sprung to attention and we went at it like two dogs in heat. It was similar to the unbounded sex we had before marriage.Afterwards, I asked, “Just what about seeing me with my cum on my lips, set you off?””I haven’t tasted your stuff since we got married and the thought of you swallowing it, got my juices flowing. It was just so fricking hot.””So let me get this straight, you liked seeing me swallow my own cum and that led to this great fuck we just had.””Yes and yes, it did.””Do otele gelen escort you think we’d get the same results if it happened again?”I don’t know, maybe we should try it again tomorrow.””Let’s give it a try, but just don’t tell any of your friends that we’re doing this.”With her best reassuring voice, “Don’t worry, Honey, I’m not one to tell my friends bedroom secrets except that you’re hung like a horse.”We both laughed. Kathy added, “For our next party, you’ll need to stuff a pair of socks in your underwear. I wouldn’t want you to let the girls down.”****The next day, it was hard to concentrate on work because my mind would wander off to last night’s events and how cock ravenous my wife had become if only for those few minutes. I hoped it wasn’t a fluke.I got home early with an unconcealable hard-on. My wife noticed as soon as I walked in the door saying, “I see you’ve been thinking about me and last night.””It’s the only thing I could think about today. You totally fucked up my productivity.”She had dinner on the table, so we decided to eat and have some wine before seeing if we could recreate last night’s excitement. After a couple of glasses of wine, we decided it was time to see if this worked again.Apologetically, Kathy pronounced, “I know I haven’t been the best partner lately, but I’m feeling pretty excited already. Maybe we’re on to something here.””Let’s don’t count our chickens just yet.”For the first time in quite a while, we took a bath together and then retired to the bedroom. I lay on the bed with my legs spread as she nuzzled up to my right leg and began playing with my cock and nuts.Her touch felt softer than normal or maybe it was my heightened awareness. Within a minute, she had me hard. She startled me as she leaned over and took my cock in her mouth.”I want to see a big load of cum out this tonight.”She used a lot of spit as she prepped my cock for the final assault. She placed her hand back on my cock and continued with a light but firm stroke. I was beginning to feel that tingle in my nuts, which were being gently caressed.I was getting real close when she asked, “Can you move your cock closer to your mouth so I don’t miss?””Yeah, sure, whatever you want, baby.”I arched my back more so my cock was higher than my face as I launched a big load, which she directed toward my face and mouth. It was a direct hit. Cum spattered on my lips and nose mostly.She began using her fingers to collect as much of my man juice as possible. She ran her finger on my lips depositing it there.”Lick your lips, Sweetie.”She squealed with delight as I did and scooped another gob toward my mouth. She milked my cock to get the last few drops on her finger, which she stuck in my mouth. I was then amazed at what happened next.She excitedly began “Frenching” me with my cum residuals still on balgat escort my lips and in my mouth. After a couple deep French kisses, “I’m so wet right now. Eat me.”`I plunged between her legs. Her moans encouraging my efforts. Hard again! My mouth was replaced with my cock as I slammed it into her sopping, wet slice of heaven. She was bucking like a wild little filly and dug her nails into my back as she came.As we laid there, “I guess last night wasn’t a fluke. You seeing me swallow my cum gets you hotter than depot stove in January.””I don’t know what it is, maybe because it’s so taboo if a guy does it. I mean girls are expected to do it, like it and want more of it.””Well, I don’t think you ever got that memo.”We laughed. “Well, if you show me how good it is, I might be willing to try it.””If that’s what it takes, I guess you will taste it soon.”We cuddled and went to sleep.****The next morning before I left for work, she gave me a big hug and said, “I hope we’re on again for tonight.”I was elated and said, “I’ll be ready to give you a good blast.”Several times during the day, I would go to the restroom and begin to jack off but not cum. I was trying to build the biggest load I could for my woman. I was walking around all day like the pirate, Peg-leg Pete, pretty stiff-legged.That night when I returned home, she was dressed in her sexy little black dress (LBD) that she wore on special occasions.”Are we going out?””Yes, my dear, some place nice so hurry and get ready.”She had made reservations at one of the nicer restaurants in town and had asked for a private booth in the back. We were shown to our booth. She had me sit in the corner so she could slide up next to me.”This was unexpected.””Well, in the last two days, you’ve given me the best two fucks of my life. I thought I should do something nice for you.””Well, that sounds good to me. What do you have in mind?”She took her right hand and began stroking my cock. Mind you, my wife has a real hard time with PDA and here she is rubbing my cock in a restaurant.”I want you to generate a lot of juice for later.”She kept up a constant attack on my cock. She leaned over and said, “Why don’t you go to the Men’s room and take those confining underwear off. I’ll make you feel good.”This was a side of my wife I had never seen, and one I didn’t even know existed. I liked it. It was embarrassing walking back to our booth with a raging hard on and no underwear, but I knew it would be worth it.We ordered, ate and when we left the restaurant, I had to hold my coat over the front of my pants because of all the precum that had leaked out before heading back home for the dessert course.Once there, Kathy said, “I want you to take off all your clothes and sit in that chair.”She then put on some music and began to do a strip tease. It took about two seconds and my cock elvankent escort was sticking up like a wind turbine on the plains.Once she was naked, “Are you ready for some action, big boy.”We both just about ran to the bedroom.”Get ready.”This meant that I had to be lying on my back with my legs spread so she could start jacking me off. She cuddled up to my leg and began stroking my cock and nuts. She pulled my knees up and lightly ran her fingers over my ass cheeks and then surprised me with a soft finger rub in my ass crack over my rosebud. That sent a tingle through me.At that moment, there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for my sweetie. She continued stroking my cock and began speaking words of encouragement.”I want you to be so hot that you make more cum than ever.”She leaned over and began sucking me. I couldn’t believe that she had sucked me two days in a row. What a treat. She kept sucking until she knew I was about to cum.”I want you to open your mouth wide and let me see if I can get it all in there.””If you pick up my legs, it’ll be easier to hit my mouth.”That’s what she did as I opened my mouth. She had developed a pretty good aim for only a couple days practice and most of my load went directly into my mouth. She kept me in that position until she finished milking my cock’s last few drops.”Show me what’s in your mouth.”I hadn’t closed it, so I stuck out my cum coated tongue.”Swallow for me!”I did and stuck out my tongue again. She immediately began “Frenching” me and her tongue was exploring my mouth that had just held my cum. Just thinking about what she was doing got me hard in seconds. She noticed my erect cock and immediately started riding it cowgirl style. Her pussy was gushing juice like an artisan fountain. I came in her sweet love canal as she was screaming with ecstasy.Panting, “Eat me now. Stick your tongue deep inside me. Get all your cum out of me.”Passion was the order of the moment and I dove into her pussy lapping, licking and slurping as much cum out of her as I could. She was flipping like a fish on a dock with a flock of seagulls on standby. She grabbed my head and pulled it into pussy as she writhed in a mind-blowing orgasm. We collapsed into each other’s arms.When she had recovered her breath, “I don’t believe it, but that was better than the last two days. I think the thought of you getting your cum out of me was too much for my brain to take. How did it taste?””It was wonderful. I loved it.”She cooed and snuggled up.****The following evening, she was ready to go when I got home. She told me she had been thinking about the last three nights and had another surprise for me. My cock got hard just thinking what it might be. We made it to the bedroom as quickly as possible. I was laying on the bed naked with my legs spread as she began to stroke me.Once I was fairly hard, her mouth slipped over my cock and she began sucking me again. Three days in a row. I had died and gone to heaven. She continued as I got closer.”I’m getting pretty close. We probably need to get ready.”She continued sucking and playing with my nuts.”I’m going to cum soon.”She just continued sucking and with more passion. Just then her mouth left my cock for an instant as she said, “Cum in my mouth.”

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I first saw him after him and his family moved next to my house about a year. I introduced myself and got to know him and his family. Being an only child, Casey often spent most of his time alone, due to both of his parents having busy jobs. Casey was also in community college and worked part time at the library down the road.

I would often catch him running in the morning with no shirt on. My eyes were always drawn to his juicy bubble butt and the shorts he wore that always slide up on his butt. Seeing how he acted, I always assumed Casey was gay but in my 38 years of living, I could tell when a gay boy was bursting from being in the closet.

Having a pool in his backyard, Casey often converted the pool into his personal naked tanning station, every time his parents were away, much to my enjoyment.

So I decided to make my move.

One morning when he was coming back from his run, I walked outside and waved.

“Hey Casey, how was your run? You must be super sore huh?” I said casually.

“Oh hey Mr. Lippman, yeah I ran up Cub Hill today, super tiring, my lower legs are killing Çankaya Escort me,” Casey said out of breath.

While he was panting, I noticed him checking out my body. I was wearing skin tight booty shorts with a nipple tight tank. So far my gaydar seemed to be working in my favor.

“Why don’t you come on over and I’ll show you some good stretches to help your legs, and please call me Tyler,” I said.

“Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to take up any of your time,” he muttered while checking out my bulge.

“No worries, and besides I bet your pretty tired of being alone. Your parents have been gone for several days now.”

“Yeah they are on an extended trip for the next week, so I’ve been going stir crazy being alone,” he said.

Perfect, I thought to myself as I led him into my house. As we went into my living, I pulled out a yoga mat from my closet and noticed his ass. Hmm, we are going to have to get him out of his shorts I thought to myself.

“I learned this stretches while I was training to become a yoga teacher with Keçiören Escort my former boyfriend, Unfortunately, he got addicted to doing the downward dog for almost anyone,” I said testing the waters.

“Please take off your shorts, you will feel much more at ease without them. Trust me” I said hoping he’d take the bait.

“Uhhh, are you sure,” he said nervously.

“There’s no need to fear, here I’ll take off my shirt, so we are even,” I said. When I took it off, I noticed his eyes gaze at my six pack. It’s like taking candy from a baby I told myself.

“Well okay,” he said. To my surprise, Casey was only wearing a skimpy jockstrap underneath his shorts.

“Okay now go into downward dog,” I said walking around his almost naked body. “Keep breathing. In and out,” I said while cupping his ass.

“Damn you got a nice ass boy,” I said out of delight.

“What, Mr. Lippman,” he said falling to the floor. “I am not gay, I’m not.”

“Boy I saw you checking out my bulge and chest right here, and there’s nothing to be Etimesgut Escort afraid of. I can help break you in,” I said getting closer to him.

“Uh okay I guess, I mean I’ve always been interested in sucking cock,” he confessed.

“Then shut and get on your knees boy,” I stammered.

Fuck this was easier than I thought. Already he his hands ripping off my underwear. My cock was so hard that when it was released it slapped him in the face from hardness.

For being a newbie, Casey definitely knew how to take a cock. I soon grabbed his hair and introduced him to deep throating. I continued to hammer his mouth with my 8 inch cock while he was bobbing his head and moaning to catch breath.

Soon I started to moan and shot my load deep in his throat. My cum dribbled from his mouth onto the yoga mat.

“Boy clean that up,” I said.

“Yes Tyler,” he said ravenously.

“Call me daddy, I have a feeling you’re going to be answering me a lot for now on. Once you clean that up with your tongue, go back to your house and leave the door unlocked. I’ll meet you in a hour and show you how to take a cock from your other hole,” I said.

Casey nodded like a bitch and immediately ate the cum on the ground. Damn I thought to myself, this boy was desperate to become my bitch. I’m gonna have the best time breaking him in I thought to myself as I slapped his ass on my way to my bathroom to freshen up.

To be continued.

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“Come on,” he said, leading the way into the living room that I had seen from the door. It had a nice view of the garden in which a gardener was tending to some bushes in the far corner. My face was still covered with Roberts cum, and Robert wasn’t wearing anything except a t-shirt, but the prospect of being seen by the gardener like this didn’t seem to worry him, so I guessed his windows were tinted or something so no one could look in from the outside.

“Why don’t you get naked while I get us something to drink?” Robert asked, “White wine?”

“Sure,” I replied and so he went off to the kitchen. I watched him take his muscular butt to the kitchen, then I took off my clothes and sat down on the sofa, admiring the garden.

“Great garden,” I remarked when Robert returned with a glass of bubbling champagne, his cock dangling between his legs.

“Yeah, Jose is very good at what he does.” he replied with a smile. “Something to nibble on with your champagne?” he asked, presenting his thickening cock.

I took a sip of champagne, put the glass down and scooched to the edge of the sofa. Then I put my hands on his buttcheeks and pulled him close. This time I started with his hairless balls which I gave a thorough tongue bath. Then I lay down on the couch and told Robert to sit on my face, which he eagerly did.

I watched his hairless asshole descend on my face and guided his final approach so that my eager tongue found its mark right away. Again I stuck it into his rear as far as I could, which was even further as before thanks to Robert squatting over my. He enjoyed my licking tongue and gyrated his hips on my face to give me access to every nook and cranny.

I suddenly felt my legs being raised and a warm tongue pressed against my asshole. Since Robert wasn’t leaning forward I knew it was a third person who was doing that. Even though I was in a hormone-induced stupor I quickly figured out that it must have been Jose the gardener. His tongue did quite a number on me and I was soon sporting a nice erection again. He was indeed, as Robert had said, very good at what he was doing.

Robert changed position and lowered his big hanging balls into my mouth. Jose, whose tongue had softened and moistened my Demetevler Escort asshole considerably, had retreated from my butt and I was sure that I would soon find out if he was as well hung as his employer.

Well, he was. From the feel of it he had a good inch of circumference on Robert and it felt as if somebody was trying to push a can of coke into my anal passage. Although I had some pretty impressive dildos at home I had never had anything that big trying to enter me. I stopped sucking Robert’s balls and concentrated on the pain and the pleasure I was feeling in my rear end.

Finally my sphincter gave way and I felt Jose’s well-lubricated cock slowly slide deeper and deeper into me until he bottomed out, the tip of his dick grazing my prostate.

Robert got up and I saw my intruder for the first time. Jose was a muscular Latino, his chiseled chest was are and glistening with sweat from the work in the garden. His features were handsome, yet very masculine and he grinned at me when he said with only a hint of an accent:

“I hope your ass-pussy can take my cock. I’m gonna fuck you good!”

True to his word he began to fuck my, slowly at first but he soon picked up the speed. His thick cock had the perfect length and curve and so he pummeled my sweet spot mercilessly with every stroke which put me on a slow but sure way to an earth-shattering orgasm.

Robert meanwhile, had changed his position again and was slowly fucking my mouth. He was taking his time, which led me to believe that he wanted to get a piece of my ass before he came.

Jose’s strokes soon became faster and harder. He was nearing orgasm, but so was I. Robert, sensing that, removed his dick from his mouth and stood next to the couch to enjoy the show. Jose was sweating profusely now, thick drops splashing on my stomach and groin. He was panting through gritted teeth and was pounding his cock furiously into me. His relentless assault of my prostate had my head spinning. Deep inside me an orgasm of epic proportions was building when Jose bellowed like a wounded animal and began to hose my insides with thick sprays of seed, all the while keeping up a steady fucking of my Otele gelen escort butt, although it wasn’t as fierce as before.

Robert knelt down next to the sofa, his head only inches from my cock which was close to bursting. In his hand he was holding an empty champagne glass that he brought close to my cockhead, the other hand took hold of my cock. Just then one final push put me over the edge and I came with a scream. Cum shot from my purple cockhead and landed on my face and chest, my asshole spasmed around Jose’s still spurting cock. Robert managed to catch some of the next spurts but there was enough semen to wet my stomach and even Robert’s cheek.

After what seemed like minutes I stopped cumming and the three of us looked at each other, Jose and I smiling in post-orgasmic bliss, Robert looking hornily from my dick to my cum in the glass to Jose’s cock which was still buried in my ass.

“You want a piece of this?” Jose grunted and slowly withdrew his fuckmeat from my cum-soaked ass.

“Oh yeah,” Robert said, licking his lips, “nothing like sloppy seconds.”

Jose got up and stood next to the couch. His dick, although slowly flagging, was still massive. It was glistening with cum and a big drop was still hanging from its tip. I licked my lips.

“Come on, Joe, let him clean your dick.” Robert urged Jose.

Jose stepped up to my head and offered me his fuckstick. Without hesitation I opened my mouth and slurped his massive tool into my mouth. Although I had just come I was still so horny that I craved cock and cum and Jose’s meat was just too tasty a morsel to pass up on. His cum tasted sweet I found enough of it under his foreskin to make me happy.

Meanwhile, Robert had got onto the couch and was kneeling between my legs. He was stroking his cock with one hand, while holding the glass with my cum in the other.

“Man, what a mess. It’s a shame you can’t see it, Frank, your asshole is wide open and the cum is everywhere.”

He let go of his cock and stuck three fingers into my well-used ass. When he removed them they were smeared with Jose’s cum which he then proceeded to lick off. Then he stuck his fingers back into Balgat Escort me, four this time, harvested some more cum. This time he leaned forward and offered my his cum-smeared fingers. I let go of Jose’s cock and licked Robert’s hands clean, then I returned to slobbering Jose’s monster that was already hardening again. One look at his face and I knew that he would soon be ready for round two.

Robert was now drinking some of my cum from the glass. He poured the rest into his palm and lubed up his cock with it. Putting the glass aside he used his now free hand to enter me again. He made a spirited attempt to force his whole hand into me, but it wouldn’t fit.

“We’ll have to try that another time,” Robert said determinedly, “let’s fuck!”

He lined up his cock with my asshole and pushed. Jose had loosened my so well that my sphincter offered no resistance and so Robert was able to enter me all the way in a long, luxurious stroke, His dickhead grazed my prostate, but since his dick was longer he didn’t hit it spot on for which I was grateful. Jose’s fucking had been intense and I wasn’t sure how much I would have enjoyed another prostate massage in such short order.

Robert soon settled into a nice and steady and very enjoyable rhythm I went back to sucking Jose’s cock and his huge, sweaty balls. No wonder he had filled me like that, his balls wouldn’t have looked out of place on a bull. I gave them a thorough licking and then used my hands to steer Jose in a better position to let me rim him.

Like his ballsack Jose’s asshole was sweaty from his work in the sun, which, together with his powerful manly taste made for an intoxicating combination. I slobbered around his hole for a while and then went in for the prize, invading his sphincter with the tip of my tongue. Soon I had him grinding his ass on my face while he was wanking his cock furiously.

Although he had come just twenty minutes ago, Jose was soon at the point of no-return. He got up and squatted over me, pointing his dick at my mouth.

“Oh yeah, cum in my mouth, come on!” I yelled at Jose and he delivered. Stream after stream of his creamy white seed splashed into my mouth and I swallowed what I could. Jose knelt and pushed his massive dickhead, still spurting, into my mouth. The cum flowed from my mouth like thick, delicious honey.

Robert was so turned on by the sight that he was pushed over the edge and for the second time that day my anal passage was filled with cum. It took Robert a good minute to finish cumming. Then the three of us lay panting on the couch, cum-smeared and happy.

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