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You are a cowboy at a stud ranch that also offers horse riding lessons. I have booked in for a 4 day riding course. I arrive early on the first morning. I climb out of my car and look around me. I spot you and a group of other cowboys chatting and laughing. You look over to see who had arrived and you see me. We are strangers but from the way my body reacts from our eye contact, you wouldn’t think so.

I turn around and open the boot of my car to grab my bag. You amble over and offer to carry my bag up to the house. I hand my bag over and as I watch you walk away I watch your arse in those jeans, mmmmmm, damn it looks good in those jeans. I go into the house and up to my room and change into my jeans and a loose shirt.

To cut this story short, the attraction between us builds over the next few days. You would find any chance you could to ‘accidentally’ brush against me, touch my arse or be close to me.

On the last day after my last lesson, I wander over to the fence to watch a few cowboys hold a mare who is in heat and help the stallion to mount her. As I watch the stallion fuck the mare, I get really horny and my pussy gets really wet. As I am so engrossed in watching the horses I don’t hear you come up behind me.

You stand close behind me and blow gently in my ear. You startle me and I go to turn around but you trap me against the fence, your chest pressed against my back. You put your mouth near my ear again and whisper that you want to mount me like that stallion and move your cock deep into me and back out to slam back in again. Your warm breath on my ears are giving me goose bumps and I cant help it, I moan low in my throat. Your body against mine, your mouth so close gaziantep rus escort to my ears. I can’t stop the feeling coursing through my blood.

I push my hips back and press against you, feeling your hard cock press against my arse. You move my hair out of the way and flick your tongue against my neck. You hear me whimper and I push back more. You flick again, then place your lips on my neck and suck gently. I need to feel your lips on mine so I manage to turn around in your arms, my hip brushing against your cock. I hear you suck your breath in and I laugh huskily.

As I look up into your eyes, I slide my hand along your chest, down towards your jeans. I pull your shirt up and brush my finger tips over your warm skin. I slowly undo your shirt. Sliding my hands up over your shoulders. One hand curls around the back of your neck and into your hair, so I can pull your mouth down to mine. I stop your mouth an inch before it touches mine. I blow a small stream of my sweet breathe against your mouth. You start to lower your mouth the last little bit but I duck my head place my moist lips on your neck and flick my tongue against your pulse, which is racing.

I move my mouth up and nibble on your ear lobe and I feel a shudder run through you. I kiss along your jaw and then I place my lips on yours. Gently at first and then harder as my passion rushes through me. I open my lips a little and you thrust your tongue into my mouth, brushing over mine. I move my hands down your chest and graze your nipples with my nails. Down my hands go to your jeans. You grab my hands to stop me. Turning you lead the way to your horse. You lift me and put me on the horse and swing up behind me.

As we set off at a fast pace, my arse moves back and forth against your groin and I hear you groaning. We reach our destination in no time and you jump off the horse and turn to help me off. I start to slide down your body, but I wrap my legs around your hips and you carry me to the shade of a tree and lay me on the sweet smelling grass.

You pull off your boots and toss them over your shoulder. I laugh at your eagerness. You throw off your open shirt and unzip your jeans. You come over to me and sit down. You reach out a hand and place it on my belly. You can feel my muscles jump under your hand. Slowly you unbutton my shirt. As you expose an inch of skin, you kiss it softly. By the time you have my shirt open I am trembling so much. You slide your hand down my belly and reach my jeans. You open them and slide your hand into my panties.

As your fingers brush over my mound, I push up against you. Moving towards my feet, you pull my boots off and then tug my jeans down my legs and throw them away. You kiss your way up my legs and as you reach my thighs you slide your hands up and grab my panties and pull them down and off my body. You continue to kiss your way up my legs, avoiding my pussy and up to my breasts. You undo my bra and I am exposed. You take my nipple into your mouth and suck. I arch towards your mouth, moaning. You change breasts to give equal pleasure. I hold your head to my breasts wanting more.

Your hands run down my sides, tickling me. You touch my pussy lightly and then slide a finger over my clit. I’m moaning low in my throat. You slide a finger into my wet heat and I tighten around you. You add another and start to slide them in and out of me. You kiss your way down my belly and part my lips with your fingers. You flicker your tongue against my clit. My hips come up off the ground from the pleasure.

My fingers bury into your hair and I hold you there. It feels great having your tongue flicking over my hard clit and your fingers sliding in and out of me. You feel me start to tighten around your fingers and you slide one down to my arse and slide it into my tight hole. You shift your tongue to my opening and thrust it in and out of me. You move your finger in and out of my arse at the same time. Your other hand moves to my clit and you start to rub it lightly. I’m moaning your name so loud. Suddenly I shatter into a mind blowing orgasm.

While I am still trembling from my orgasm you turn me over onto my hands and knees. You thrust into me hard and lean down and say to me that you are going to fuck me like the stallion fucks the mare. You gently nip at my neck and then run your tongue down my spine. I arch back against you and you grab my hips and thrust hard again. You start to pick up a bit more pace and as I arch back against you, taking you deeper, you slide one hand closer to my arsehole and slip your finger in me again.

You pace is quick and hard. I’m moaning as I near another orgasm. Your finger in my arse and your hard cock are driving me mad. I scream as I shatter again. Suddenly I feel you pull out of my pussy and press against my tight arse. You hit my cheeks a couple of times and as you press forward you slide into my arse almost painlessly. You ride my arse hard, making me moan more. I reach under me and rub my clit to get me close again. I feel you stiffen as you pour your hot cum into me. The feeling sends me into another orgasm.

I collapse to the ground, exhausted from our wild fucking. We are both panting so much.

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This is the continuation of the Teacher and Lucy’s encounter.

***

The next day started out rather normal and mundane; teacher’s conference in the morning, mass shortly after and then the start of the academic day. No mention was made of me having a student after class so somehow I had managed to stay under the radar with yesterday’s events. I concentrated on keeping Lucy in the back of my mind so I could carry on as I normally would. This of course became harder to do as the day grew short and the class that I had with Lucy drew closer. I began to recall the way she spoke and the feel of her tight ass clenched around my throbbing cock. I would have lapses like this in mid sentence and almost lose my train of thought.

Finally the bell rang for the end of the period, one more to go. The girls filed out with the normal level of conversation. Quickly the next class trickled in. After clearing the work from the previous class off the board I posted the reading from the night before including new equations to test the girls reasoning abilities. The class settled in and the bell rung again for the beginning of the last class of the day. Turning around I quickly noted the absence of Lucy. Maybe she cut class or better yet was transferred. That could be a good thing. I knew I was committing career suicide having sex with a student, even one as unruly as she. I found myself feeling relieved yet slightly disappointed at the same time. I had a hard time remembering when I had felt so sexually alive. I didn’t have long to wonder though. A loud voice in the hall outside the door announced her presence.

“I’m coming I’m coming!!!”

It was defiantly Lucy and she was making it sound like she was in mid orgasm as she ran for the door.

“That’s it baby I’m COMING!” as she flew into the class and stopped at the entrance. The whole class was staring at the door.

A few of the girls turned and were whispering to each other. Some were giggling.

“So! You girls think that’s funny?” I began. Yes I was angry, but not as pissed off as I led the class to believe. “We can just disrupt class and that’s great fun is it?” The class stopped laughing and returned their attention to me at the front of the class.

“Jesus Christ!” Lucy started. “I was just making sure you didn’t lock me out of the class before I got here. Sister Mary What’s-her-name got pissed off at me for trying to sneak a smoke in the bathroom so I had to promise her on a stack of bibles I would never do it again!”

I turned and looked coldly at her and slowly spoke so that the entire class understood my anger.

“You, young lady, will NOT use the Lord’s name in vain. Do you understand? I will not tolerate it! Now, you will come down here, sit and not disrupt my class again. If you do, I will have to bring the matter to the dean and I am sure he would agree that we could bring back a few of the punishments that have since been discontinued here.”

I stood quietly and stared at her, pointing toward her desk, waiting for my words to sink in. It would appear they did. Lucy pouted, then looked up to the ceiling and then dropped to her knees clasping her hands as if in prayer and said.

“Oh God, forgive me for being such a bitch, and forgive the teacher for not having any sense of humor at all, he can’t help it as he is a Eunice.”

“That’s enough!” I shouted back. “Take your seat and you will come see me after class!”

The rest of the girls in class were speechless. I doubt they had ever seen anyone be so disrespectful to a teacher. Part of me really was mad. I didn’t want this to get out of control. If the other teachers heard the shouting in my class they might feel the need to investigate. Lucy stood up and quietly moved to her seat in the front of the class. I had not noticed until now that she was actually pretty close to being within the regulation for her uniform. Her skirt wasn’t excessively short like it was yesterday, but she was still wearing way too much makeup by the school standards and I could clearly see the deep red bra she was wearing under the standard white uniform top. She was quite a site as she pouted on her way to her seat. I was finding it hard not to feel aroused as I watched her gaziantep rus escort come closer. I quickly diverted my attention to the board and began the class and administered the exam. I made it a point not to look at her at all through the whole class. I didn’t want anyone to see me steeling glances at her. The class seemed to fly by and before I knew it the bell was ringing for the end of the day. All the girls shot up to leave and I shouted the homework assignment to them as they readied themselves to leave. Lucy alone sat in her chair. It was good that her back was to the class so they could not see the wicked grin that played across her face. Once the last girl left I turned toward her and kept up the charade.

“Now, young lady, to my office!”

Lucy stood, and picking up her backpack, moved toward my office as I followed. I watched her as she walked. “She did have a wonderful ass!” I marveled to myself. As we entered my office I turned and locked the door behind me. When I turned back around Lucy was facing me.

“Hey there hot stuff.” She walked back toward me and put her arms around my neck, drew her face close, and placed her lips on mine. I gave no resistance as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues met and explored each other’s mouths with hot animal passion. I could feel my cock growing rapidly as she pushed herself against me. Lucy then drew back looked at me, and bit her bottom lip for a moment. “I have a little surprise for you.” She stepped back to where she had dropped her bag and opened it, then pulled out a long black clump of material. I had no idea what it was.

“The real reason I was late was I found a way to borrow this for our little encounter.” She unrolled the cloth and before my eyes produced one of the nun’s habits.

“Figured this might spice things up a bit!” She said grinning.

“Where did you get that?” I was a little concerned at first.

“Oh, you worry too much. One of the sisters is away, visiting her family or something. She won’t be back for another week. I broke into the sisters dressing area and borrowed it. Don’t worry; no one will know its missing.”

“Well, I don’t see why you would feel the need to…”

Before I could finish Lucy had unzipped her skirt and dropped it to the floor. Next she pulled her white uniform top off. She stood for only a moment wearing just the red bra and matching panties, and black knee high stockings. I was only able to admire her for a moment as she quickly stepped into the nun’s habit. She turned from me and rummaged through her bag for a moment and placed the headpiece on, securing it around her face. She stood and placed a pair of black spike heeled shoes on and turned around. What a sinful sight to behold! Lucy was far and away the most sexual looking nun I had ever seen. The image before me was almost too much for me to bear.

She took on a very serious face, lowered herself to her knees and placed her hands together as if to pray, like she did in class.

“So good sir, if you wouldn’t mind, would you please see to it that my holy pussy receives the proper fucking it so desperately deserves?”

The fact that she spoke so dirty only made my cock throb harder. It took only a couple of steps and I was in front of her. She looked up at me, dark smoldering eyes, and deep red painted lips framed in the classic white and black of the nuns’ habit. She remained silent, awaiting my next move. Letting the animal urge in me take over I quickly unfastened my belt and pants.

“At last, I am to sample the sacrament of your flesh?” She said licking her lips.

I allowed my actions to be my response. I pushed my pants down, releasing my turgid 8 inch hard-on. Grasping it at the base I pointed it at her mouth. Needing no coaxing of her own, Lucy bent slightly forward and I one smooth motion engulfed my cock in her hot mouth. The sensation was more than I could describe. My head flew back and I moaned loudly. I wanted to fill her mouth with my load right then and there, but did not want to feeling to end so quickly. Lucy held my cock firmly between her lips, sucking it without moving her head back. I placed my hand on the top of her head and pushed her back, or I should say, tried to push her back. She resisted me, keeping herself pressed on my cock, sucking and swirling her tongue around the bottom of my shaft. It was everything in me not to shoot my load down her throat. Again, I tried to push her back and again she resisted my efforts.

“Not yet.” I hissed through clenched teeth. This time I closed my fist over the material that covered her head. I could tell I had her by her hair. Pulling her back with force this time she finally yielded and drew back until my cock wetly popped from her suctioning mouth.

“The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away.” Lucy said half moaning half sighing while she dabbed at the corner of her mouth with the sleeve of her habit.

Without speaking I pulled her up by her hair and habit. A slight squeal escaped her lips as she rose to her feet. Keeping my grip I pushed her back, directing her to the front of my desk. Clearly enjoying the position of power I had she moved slowly as I forced her backwards, grinning wickedly. Lucy kept her hands in the position of prayer the whole time, only feeding my lust. Finally she stopped, pinned between the large desk and me. I had kicked of my pants as we moved back leaving me in front of her with only my shirt on. My cock stood between us like a steel rod.

“What is it my Lord wishes?” She playfully inquired.

“Open your robe and you’ll find out.”

Fire danced in her eyes as she locked them on mine. Reaching to the bottom of the robe she took the two-way zipper between her fingers and pulled it up. She slowly let the zipper travel its track, allowing its feint hiss to fill the otherwise quiet room, thus revealing her most un-nun like under garments. She was truly a sight to behold. She stopped just below her heaving breasts.

I could wait no more. Just the sight of her was enough to make me shoot all over her robes. I placed my hands on her legs and pulled them apart, opening her sex to me. Reaching down I pulled the red material of her panties to the side, reveling perfectly shaved mound and dripping wet pussy. I could feel her hand on my cock, grasping it firmly and pointing the tip toward her. She quickly lifted one leg up and wrapped it around my waist. I felt the heel of her foot against my ass as she pulled me toward her. I watched as my thick cock inched toward her pussy; my heart was racing in anticipation. Finally the tip touched her lips and a long moan escaped Lucy’s lips.

“Ohhhhh, this is going to feel heavenly!”

I could not have agreed more! Slowly our bodies merged as I relished the feeling of her wet tight cunt for the first time. Her walls surrounded the tip of my cock as I eased forward. I could feel the muscles in her pussy spasm as I very slowly allowed more of my thick shaft to enter her. I kept my eyes on our merging bodies the whole time though I could feel her eyes on me. I was about half inside her and started to pull back out.

“Don’t you fucking dare pull out!” She growled. “Don’t you tease me now, fucker. I need that cock and I need all of it!”

I smiled to myself and pushed back toward her. Again my cock slid wetly into her willing pussy. I watched in awe as her glistening lips opened around my shaft. I brought my hands to her hips and Lucy brought her other leg up and wrapped it around my waist. Then she pulled me closer, so that I was buried deep in her. Looking into her eyes all I could see was raw animal passion. Her mouth was slightly open and she was breathing through it in shallow breaths. She looked like a woman possessed.

“Fuck this little nun till she can’t move.” She hissed. “I want you to punish me for being the sinful little whore that I am!”

Her words drove me over the edge. I withdrew all but the tip of my cock and then rammed it back in while she pulled me to her with her legs.

“Uhhh, yeah baby, fuck me just like that!” she moaned as my heavy balls slapped against her.

Pulling back again I rammed into her hard, again and again; gaining a steady hard rhythm as I piston-ed in and out of her tight little pussy. I could feel her juices on my thrusting shaft and could hear the wet sounds of my balls slapping her loudly as it echoed off the walls. It was so hard for me not to cum. The sight of her legs wrapped around my waist, dressed as a nun pulling me into her pussy with each thrust was almost too much.

“Mmmm, Lord fuck me!” she kept moaning this over and over.

“Lord fuck me, Lord fuck ME!”

My cock felt bigger and fuller than it ever had before. I pulled my hands from her waist and took her head in them, pulled it to me and kissed her long and hard. She kissed back like a demon, forcing her tongue into my mouth and grunting with each thrust. Our pace quickened while we kissed. Lucy reached between us and pulled the robe above her breasts. Pushing the bra above them she placed her pierced nipples between her fingers and twisted them. Between that, my cock pounding into her, and our kiss she succumbed to her orgasm in a loud Moan.

“Gooooooodddddd! Uhhh, I’m cumming!”

Lucy bucked against me in her orgasm. I could feel her pussy tighten around my shaft making it impossible for me to go on much longer. I could feel that familiar tightness deep in my stomach as my orgasm approached. Lucy stopped for a moment and pulled me into her as tightly as she could. I was buried deep inside her as her orgasm ebbed. Somehow I managed to keep from cumming for the next few moments but know I wouldn’t last long. Lucy opened her eyes and locked them on mine once again.

“Now you are going to give me the sacrament of your seed. But I want to taste that sacrament.”

I couldn’t speak. I was seconds from cumming. Lucy quickly released her grip on me with her legs, placed her hands on my chest and pushed me back. My wet cock slipped from her soaking pussy. Pushing me back and hopping off the desk at the same time, she dropped to her knees and took my cock in one hand, pointing it at her upturned face. There she knelt, with my cock in front of her face, waiting for my orgasm. She didn’t have to wait long. One stroke of her hand and a quick flick of her tongue on the underside of my cock and my cum was rushing up the shaft of my cock like a freight train! I could feel my heavy balls tighten as the load traveled up my shaft and then shoot from the tip of my cock. The first shot almost went over her head, landing on her forehead and habit. The next spurt, just as strong, landed on her face. Lucy opened her mouth and pulled my cock to her lips and held them open slightly. My orgasm rolled over me now and stream after stream of white hot cum shot into her hungry mouth. I filled her mouth quickly. Cum dribbled from the corners of her mouth as she tried to keep up with the steady stream. All the while her eyes never left mine. I could hear her gulping as she swallowed as much of my seed as she could.

Finally my orgasm subsided as the last of my load dripped from the tip of my cock. Lucy continued to hold me in her hand and lightly sucked the tip coaxing anything else out that she could. After a moment she pulled back and brought a finger up, pulling my left over cum from the corners of her mouth back to her lips. Looking up at me with a smile as a trickle of cum dripped from her head to her nose she said.

“Now that’s what I call getting baptized.”

I pulled her up to my face and closed my lips over hers, tasting my cum as is mingled in her mouth. Lucy moaned as we kissed hard; tongues dancing together in lust. After a moment I was suddenly brought back to reality by a sharp pain in my bottom lip. Damn! She bit me! I pulled back suddenly looking back into her smiling eyes.

“Don’t get soft on me prof. Treat me rough and I’m yours to keep. Turn into a puss and I’m gone!”

“Well young lady, you’ll have plenty of time to see what I’m like. Your little outburst today earned you after school detention for one week. Pray I don’t make it longer.”

A smile played across Lucy’s lips. “Mmmmm, I kinda like the sound of that. What do you have in mind for my punishment?”

“You’re just going to have to wait till tomorrow to see.”

With that I backed up, and motioned toward her bag.

“You can go now.” Is all I said.

Lucy changed back into her uniform and stuffed everything else back into her bag. She then took a moment to make herself presentable then walked to the door. Before leaving she turned and said,

“Until tomorrow professor…or should I say master?”

“Master will do.” I replied.

With that she disappeared through the door.

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LOCATION: Somewhere in the Middle East, mainly Iraq

ALIAS: Dana Fairweather a.k.a “Desert Fox” of US ARMY Search and Rescue

My newest mission had me crossing enemy lines. With help from the U.S. Army, I had to go undercover to rescue an Army Reserve soldier, Capt. Doug Miller, who was kidnapped and attacked by a terrorist group similar to Al-Quaeda, the Al-Fraida. My boss at headquarters thought it would one of my best missions, especially because I’m rescuing a soldier while our country’s military are still fighting with Iraq in the war.

According to files, Miller was last seen trying to deliver supplies and aid to victims when Al-Fraida attacked and kidnapped him on the spot. Now they want to kill him. So I had to go undercover, find and destroy the Al-Fraida, and rescue Capt. Miller.

My alias is Dana Fairweather of the US ARMY Search and Rescue Division a.k.a “Desert Fox”. According to files, Miller has been in the Army Reserve for 3 years and lives in San Diego, California. He also has 3 siblings: 2 sisters (Heather and Jenny) and 1 brother (Austin). Their mom Anne’s a pharmacist and dad Samuel owns a restaurant. When Doug’s not serving his country or volunteering, he does triple duty as an aspiring romance novel cover model, and an entertainer at a ladies’ club in Los Angeles. Not only was I given information on Miller, but also on Al-Fraida. The Al-Fraida is similar to Al-Quaeda. While Al-Quaeda has Osama Bin-Laden leading a very large group of terrorists from all over Iraq targeting only America as a result of 9/11, the Al-Fraida’s led by Rajiv Reniakah whose 40 plus members came from both Iran and Iraq who target the U.S. military and militaries from other countries.

For this mission, I wore a dark green body-hugging jumpsuit with a zipper in the front down to my belly button, bulletproof body armor under the jumpsuit, and black boots all under a large white veil. My shoulder-length dark brown hair was put up in a sleek ponytail under the veil. My weapons and gadgets for this particular mission are a .38 Smith and Wesson handgun, a flicker knife, a pair of night vision goggles, a digital camera disguised as a belt, and a smart watch with GPS.

Later that night, I spotted the Al-Fraida entering their secret desert hideout with my night vision goggles. I decided to follow them. I was still wearing a veil under my jumpsuit and everything else. The Al-Fraida’s secret hideout turns out to be an abandoned building, which turns out to be an abandoned two-story apartment complex. I noticed most of the Al-Fraida left the building. With my night vision goggles still on, I walked right into the building once they had left. First, I went upstairs. I looked gaziantep rus escort into the rooms to find Miller. Then, I heard noises from one room, so I kicked the door open to find Capt. Miller, tied up, bruised, and blindfolded.

I camp up to and said “Capt. Miller, I’m Dana Fairweather with the US ARMY Search and Rescue a.ka. “Desert Fox”. I’m here to rescue you.”

With the flicker knife, I quickly cut the ropes from his wrists and ankles and then removed the blindfold from his eyes. Without being distracted I noticed his dark brown eyes. Doug and I began leaving the abandoned building before the terrorists came back. Once the captain and me escaped, trouble came early when Reniakah and his terrorist gang were about to come in. Reniakah spoke to his crew in his native Iraqi tongue to attack us. I was ready to fight when I took out my Smith and Wesson and shot two of them once in the chest each. Then, I clothes pinned and body slammed one into another. Doug on the other hand, punched one very hard in the torso while another got body slammed. I got out my flicker knife and stabbed three of them: one got stabbed in the stomach, another stabbed in the leg, and one just ran right into my knife. Reniakah was next. I threw him down, kicked him the stomach very hard, stomped on him, and then shot him three times in the chest and stomach with my Smith and Wesson. Once the terrorists were dead or fatally wounded, I contacted the boss who contacted the Army, telling them that Miller was found alive though wounded.

I asked Miller “Are you okay, Captain?”

He held on to his side and said “I’m okay, a little bruised, but ok. Thank you. Thank you for rescuing me and kicking terrorist ass.”

I laughed and said “Just doing my job.”

Once the Army Reserve arrived, I followed them as they carried the Captain onto a helicopter to take him to a hospital back in the USA. The boss at headquarters congratulated me on another successful mission. Once we were all back home, Miller was taken to a hospital in Virginia. My CIA boss and I visited Miller while he was there. My boss introduced me to him. The doctor said to us that Captain Miller had suffered minor injuries such as three broken ribs, a mild concussion, and some bruises on his stomach, chest, and right leg. The doctor also said Miller had to stay there overnight for observation and he’ll be ready to go home in a day or two. The army contacted Miller’s family who were relieved to hear the news that he’s alive and well.

Hours later, I too, went home to San Diego, where I live, work, and also go to school when I’m not on CIA spy missions. I work at a boutique and I go to school at FIDM hoping to become a fashion designer. I went into my sweet house, checked my messages on my answering machine and cell phone, and slipped into something more comfortable. So far, my best friends (Allison, Gabrielle, Megan, Shanna, and Brianna), my sister Natasha, my parents (mom Deana and dad Thomas in San Francisco), and aunts Maryanne and Yolanda all have called while I was away. I talked to everyone on the phone while helping myself to a pint of Haagen-Dazs caramel cone ice cream from the freezer. After that, I watched some TV and went to bed.

The next day, I went to school, hanged out with my best friends, went to work, went shopping and then ate. After all that, I went back home. I was relaxing when I heard a knock on the door. I opened to see who it was and there was Doug with short-stemmed white roses in his hand.

He said, “Are you Denise Fallon?”

I said “Yes I am.”

He replied, “It’s me Doug.”

I was very glad to see him. He wasn’t in uniform anymore mainly because he was honorably discharged from the Army Reserve and he got just gotten out of the hospital early this morning and when he came back to San Diego this afternoon his family and friends threw a welcome home party.

I got a look at Doug. He was tall (6’2), dark (black hair and deep brown eyes), and extremely handsome. He wore a dark gray sweater, a black leather jacket, black jeans, and deep brown shoes. We sat in the living room on the sofa and began talking while I put the roses in a vase full of water. We’ve been talking about each other and everything that had happened since the rescue from Iraq. We began looking into each other’s eyes.

Then Doug said “Thank you for rescuing me, my angel in dark green, black and white.”

As his hand slowly moved up from my knee to my inner thigh, I placed my hand on his chest and steadily moved down to his feel his erection hardening against my fingertips. With one hand, he cradled the back of my head as I leaned back. His lips slowly kissed my lips as his tongue softly touched mine inside my mouth. His hands were caressing every curve of my fully clothed body. I looked at him as I took the sweater off of his body. We continued kissing as he unzipped deep purple blouse and his hands moved lower to the waistband of my jeans. His lips moved lower from my lips to my neck.

With his strong arms, he lifted and carried me to my bedroom.

He asked, “Where’s your bedroom?”

I said “Straight ahead.”

We went into my bedroom. As he laid me down on my bed, he removed the unzipped blouse from my body. His hands unzipped and unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them off of me. I was left in my baby pink satin and lace bra and boy short panties. My fingers caressed his ripped abs up to his chest and to his arms and shoulders and short black hair. Doug smiled at he looked at every inch of my body. He kissed my lips again; inserting his tongue in my mouth while his hands were unhooking the back of my bra. My perfect, not-touched-by-plastic-surgeon, 44C breasts were released, giving Doug access to them with his hands. His lips slid down to my neck down to my breasts where he was cupping them and his tongue lightly flicked them before sucking them.

Doug took his time orally pleasing them, making me sigh and moan softly and deeply. With one hand, he gently stroked my fit, tight stomach. I moaned against his ear. He moved lower to where my panties are. His fingers felt a wet spot there, then rubbed where my clit was in soft circles. He pushed my panties aside, feeling the wetness of my clit and pussy lips. In a second, he slipped a finger inside me. I let out a loud gasp as my female walls were closing in around his finger. He slid in and out of me. My breathing was rapid.

He took his finger out and began taking off his jeans and underwear. I got wetter when I look at Doug entirely naked. He was built and ripped in all the right places. I even got a glimpse of his 7-inch cock. He slid the panties off of my hips. He placed a kiss on top of my belly button before his mouth moved lower to my bare pink clit and pussy.

He began licking my pussy lips up and down. I heard him moan while licking and sucking my clit. He then opened my pussy lips and began licking me down there.

I moaned loud and my breathing was heavy and fast. After his oral assault on me, Doug sat on the bed, pulled me close to him as I felt him enter my pussy deeply. He started slowly as his hips were rocking against me. His breathing and panting were in sync with mine. I leaned my head back as he was kissing my neck again. My body moved against his as I reached into orgasm. My climax was loud, breathy which was the same for my orgasm.

I gave out one last passion-filled moan as Doug and I collapsed on my bed, catching our breaths. He laid his head on my chest while his hands were on my legs. He looked up at me and smiled while I smiled back at him. Doug crawled up and held me in his arms.

“You’re just amazing in bed as you were when you rescued me” Doug happily said.

I replied “Coming from an ex-Army Reserve, I take it as a compliment.”

We kissed each other’s lips one more time before Doug had put his clothes back on, as he was getting ready for his modeling job.

“I’ll call you tonight” he said.

“OK” I responded.

Having sex with Doug was amazing. I really wanted to see him as much I can though even though I’m busy with everything. Somehow I knew we got something going between us.

Until next mission, Denise.

THE END

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First off, thank you all who have replied with feedback. I really appreciate it. Next up is the standard disclaimer. This is a story for adults, those 18 or over. The names have been changed to protect the horny and this is purely fantasy. I WISH I had sis-in-laws that were this open to having sex with me. Enjoy.

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Leslie hung up the phone and turned to me, “How about some dinner?”

“Um, this is all I wore today.” I stammered, pointing to my sweats.

“Duh, like I don’t know that? I was talking about pizza, delivery style you knuckle head” Leslie replied.

I just grinned and said, “Okay, anything but pepperoni or anchovies.”

“Done”

As we waited for the pizza, we sat on the couch and chatted about this and that. We talked about my kids, her lack of a love life, how much fun we had and why she didn’t take me up on my offers earlier. It was a nice relaxing chat about nothing.

The doorbell rang and Leslie got up to get it. “Watch this,” she said, as she unbuttoned her top down to her navel. “Gets ’em every time” she smiled.

When she opened the door, the poor delivery guy never had a chance. His eyes went immediately to her chest. He stammered something about the bill all the while looking Leslie directly in the tits. I sure as hell could understand his actions. Leslie has got a great set of tits. A bit saggy but what do you want for a 44 year old? She’s still damn hot. Leslie just smiled, paid him and then took her top off.

“Thanks sweetie” she smiled seductively.

“No, no problem, and thanks for the show,” our intrepid pizza delivery guy stammered. “It was definitely MY pleasure.”

“It sure was” Leslie replied.

She closed the door and laughed. “I think they fight over who’s going to deliver to my house.”

I laughed. “I bet they do. You make me wish I delivered pizzas for a living. Maybe I’ll take a nice part time gig”

Leslie giggled and sat down on the couch. We ate pizza and watched TV for an hour or so. She turned to me and then pointed to the stairway. “Let’s go lover boy.” I quickly followed her up the stairs.

Once in her bedroom, Leslie stripped and lay on the bed. “Pleasure me boy.”

I stripped down and, starting at her feet, began to lick my way up her body. My cock was standing at attention. Good soldier boy! I ran my cock over her toes and she captured my cock between her toes and started to jerk me off. By this time, I was eye level with her breasts. I started to kiss and suckle her nipples. I looked up and her eyes were closed.

“Like that, my darling sis-in-law?”

“Your cock is so hard! I’ve never given a foot job before. It’s different.”

I moved forward a bit and kissed her lips. She kissed me back and forced her tongue into my mouth. I could feel the heat from her pussy on my cock. I reached down and pushed my cock against her pussy lips. She jumped a little. I wanted to tease her a little so instead of pushing into her pussy, I forced my cock down toward her ass so that the top of my cock rubbed her slippery pussy lips.

“Oh, you nasty, little teasing fucker!” She hissed, as I rubbed my cock up and down across her pussy.

“Feels good does it?” I said with a smirk.

“Oh Christ, you know it,” she moaned in return.

I kissed her again, tongue fucking her mouth. She reached gaziantep rus escort around and grabbed my ass, pulling me towards her cunt. “No, no, no, my sweet, horny girl” I chided her.

“Fuck you. No, wait, fuck me, you bastard!” She wailed.

“If that’s what you want.” I pulled back and reaching down, spread her pussy lips. Her outer lips were soaked. I could only imagine the hot, wet, sticky mess that awaited me when I drove my cock home. I aimed straight for her opening and shoved forward. There was no resistance.

I slid all the way in on the first stroke. Leslie’s eyes rolled into the back of her head and her body levitated off the bed. She spread her legs up and out to allow me to get deeper. I couldn’t. My balls were mashed against her butt. She was moaning and speaking in tongues as her orgasm overcame her. I pulled out about halfway and pushed back in. Her breath became ragged, her pussy sucked at my cock. I moaned in her ear.

“Oh shit baby, you feel so good.”

She mumbled incoherently as she came again. She was soaking the bed with her juices. I strove to maintain my composure. Her pussy felt so good around my cock.

“Damn it honey, you’re gonna make me cum. I don’t want to cum yet.”

My pleas fell on deaf ears. Leslie began to rotate her hips and then smacked my ass for good measure. “So come, dear brother-in-law. Fill my pussy with your load. I want to feel you splash my walls with your sperm.”

That did it. I put my head down and drove my cock in again. I sucked on her neck as my balls emptied their load. I could feel Leslie shudder again, as she came on my cock. Then, quickly, she shifted her weight and rolled me onto my back. She began to ride me, slowly at first, then faster and faster.

I reached up and grabbed her big tits. She leaned over and let me suckle her tits. I pinched and bit her nipples, eliciting a long, deep, gutteral moan. She reached down and proceeded to return the favor, pinching and twisting my nipples. I could feel her pussy still contracting around my dick.

“Time for sixy-nine” she shouted, as she quickly moved off of my cock and planted her come filled pussy on my face. “Clean me good, dear brother.”

What could I do? I felt her mouth surround my cock and I dove into her sopping wet cunt. I could feel my cum running out of her pussy. I’ve tasted my come before, while eating my wife out or licking her titties clean after I’ve come on them, so it wasn’t hard for me to put my all into it.

Leslie began to rotate her hips again. I love eating pussy. I ran my tongue over her lips and then stuck it in as far as it would go into her pussy. She clamped down on my head with her thighs and sat straight up. I could feel more of my come running out of her pussy. I didn’t think I had came that much, but, it continued to flow out of her sweet snatch.

She ground her pussy down onto my face. I was trying not to suffocate, but then, what a way to go! I ran my tongue over her clit and she exploded again. I could barely hear what she was saying. I don’t think I would have understood it anyway. She was moaning and crying and babbling incoherently again. Her pussy continued to spew out my load and I had to lick and suck pretty fast to keep up. Finally, she fell off to the side and I was able to breath again. She wasn’t getting away that easily.

I quickly turned her over on her stomach and sat on her legs. I began to massage her ass.

“Oh, that feels nice” she sighed.

I kneaded the muscles in her ass and worked my way up her back to her shoulders. Leslie sighed and relaxed even further.

“That feels so good, Danny. Your hands feel so nice on my skin.”

I continued the massage until she fell asleep. I let her nap for an hour or so. I took a quick shower and then planned my next move. I hoped she’d be up for it.

As Leslie slept, I searched around her place for some things I needed. I found what I was looking for in her closet. Armed with my supplies, I headed back to the bedroom. Leslie was still stretched out on the bed and I proceeded to put my plan into action.

Taking the satin robe belts I found in her closet, I proceeded to tie her legs and hands to the bed. She stirred a bit, but, continued to sleep through my movements. I let her sleep some more and went down and grabbed some beers. Returning to the bedroom, I sat down and watched my beautiful, sexy sis-in-law sleep. My cock was beginning to stir again so I decided to wake her up.

I leaned over and kissed Leslie’s ass. She stirrred a bit and then shot wide awake.

“What the fuck?!” she exclaimed. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” she asked, as she tested her bonds. “Untie me, you son of a bitch!”

“Hey, you leave my mother out of this,” I laughed, as I checked her bonds again. “Just lay there and enjoy”

“Come on Dan, this isn’t funny. If you think this is sexy, it isn’t.”

I moved in front of her and lifted her head by her hair.

“You talk too much,” I sneered as I pushed my cock toward her face. “Open up sweetie. I think you’ll like this.”

As pissed off as she was, she opend her mouth and started to suck my cock back to life.

“That’s better. You know I won’t hurt you, right?”

She nodded her head in the affirmative and got back to sucking my cock.

“Good, I think you’re gonna like this.”

I removed my cock from her mouth and took a position between her legs. She struggled to look back to see what I was going to do. I ran my cock over her calves and thighs and then rubbed it across her asscheeks. She squirmed a bit and pleaded with me not to fuck her ass.

“Now, now, my little slut. What I do with your body is up to me. You just relax and take it easy.”

I really did want to fuck her ass, but, I had other plans for her right at the moment. I got up off of her and kissed each ass cheek. I walked to the front of the bed and bent down and kissed her lips. I moved over to her full length mirror and brought it over to the bed. I positioned it right in front of her and patted her on the head. I then moved back to her ass and started to kiss it again.

“Please, don’t. I haven’t had anyone back there in years.”

“Hush, hush now, I won’t hurt you.” I knew that she’d taken guys in her ass before. Her husband used to screw her ass all the time. How did I know? She’d tell (well, brag about is more like it) my wife about it and then Sandy would tell me. She might not have had anyone back there in a while, but I knew she liked it.

I moved my head down between her thighs and began to lick at her pussy. She tried to squirm away but I had tied her pretty good (thank you Boy Scouts of America!) I began to finger fuck her, pushing one, then two and finally three fingers up her cunt. She was moaning now, having forgotten all about her sweet, tender ass. I began to let my fingers stray over her asshole. It was cute the way in contracted every time I ran my fingers over it. Leslie was thrusting her hips to meet my fingers as I continued my assault on her cunt.

I stopped fingering her and moved behind her. I looked up and saw panic in her eyes.

“Oh God, Dan, please don’t fuck my ass. Please!” she cried.

“Who said anything about your ass?” I replied.

I spread her ass cheeks and she cried some more. I then moved over her ass and pushed my cock down into her pussy. I watched in the mirror as her eyes flew open and her mouth formed an “O” I reached up and pulled back on her hair.

“Now, I’m gonna ride you like the bitch you are” I snarled at her. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’re not gonna walk straight for a week! All that teasing over the years. The tight pants, the low cut tops, the short shorts. I’ve wanted to fuck you hard for a long time, my dear, sweet Leslie. Now, I have the chance.”

Her eyes met mine and I saw nothing but pure lust. I shoved my cock into her pussy. The effect was what I desired. Leslie tightened up and started to come. Sandy and I discovered this wonderful position quite by accident. We were screwing doggy style one day and she collapsed onto the bed. I followed her down and found her g-spot. The orgasms Sandy gets from this position are tremendous. I wanted to find out if it ran in the family.

I still had a hold of Leslie’s hair and I pulled back a bit more. Through half-closed eyes she looked at me. A slight smile crossed her lips. I felt her pussy contract on my cock and her legs began to shake. A long, low, gutteral moan escaped her lips as I pulled her head back and fucked her cunt. Her lips were moving but she wasn’t saying much. Her eyes held mine as I continued to assault her pussy.

Suddenly, she screamed, “Fuck me, oh God, please fuck me harder. It feels so fucking good.” Her words trailed off as her whole body shook wildly.

I let go of her hair and began to squeeze her ass cheeks. Then, I started to slap them. Each time I hit her ass, she would moan. I slapped harder, leaving little finger marks on her ass. Her pussy was contracting wildly on my cock. I fucked her faster and faster. Her pussy juices were flowing freely over my cock and her ass. I reached down and started to push a finger into her asshole. She tensed up, but then relaxed and my finger slid in.

Leslie was thrashing about wildly, as I fucked her g-spot and fingered her asshole. Her screams and cries were muffled by the bed as she buried her face into it. I grabbed her hair again and lifted her head up.

“Look in the mirror. Look how horny you are. Jesus, what a beautiful slut!” I screamed at her.

Her eyes met mine again and she screamed in orgasm again. Then, she passed out. I let go of her hair, slowly, and positioned her head to the side so she could breath. I slowed my fucking and then pulled out. The sheets were soaked with her juices. My cock and balls were covered in her sweet come. I untied her and covered her with a sheet. Her breathing had slowed down and her body quit convulsing. I went to the bathroom and jerked off into the sink. I then crawled into bed and followed her into dreamland.

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Sunlight was starting to break into our bedroom through the mostly curtained window, a small amount of light, but nonetheless one that manages to stir my sleep and make my eyes open ever so slightly, and I’m so happy that they do.

I see you laying there beside me, your eyes closed and your body relaxed, one of my arms still under, and your hand is on my bare chest gently.

I lean over and gently kiss your forehead lovingly, smiling down at you.

I look over at the bedside clock and see that it’s a quarter to seven, and that I should start getting ready got work soon, but I also don’t want to leave the bed, it’s so cosy and warm under the covers with you, and I just want to close my eyes again and fall back asleep.

I have to shake my head of those thoughts, carefully reach over to turn off my alarm clock, about two minutes before it’s supposed to ring, and then I carefully try to slide out of bed without waking you up.

I do so successfully and then slowly scamper through the room, seeing myself in the landscape mirror next to the bed, and I stand in front of the closet, still in the darkness, knowing exactly where to reach to grab what I need, my suit, underwear, and a tie, not knowing which colour anything is, but I was always awful at matching them up anyways so it didn’t matter.

I look back at you, smiling a little, your features barely lit by the light breaking through into the room, but still you were so endlessly beautiful, and I just stand there, rooted in place, taken by you, by how lucky I am to have you, to share this bed with you.

I smile and shake my head finally to break out of it, and head into the bathroom, closing the door behind me, and finally being able to turn on the light in here.

I relieve myself of my boxers that I sleep in, throwing them into the laundry basket, and set my clothes down on the far counter before I start the water, letting it warm up and meanwhile I go to brush my teeth.

I look in the mirror as I do so, my beard is long and scruffy, but my hair at least is groomed at least.

I spit out and quickly wash my mouth before I head into the shower.

I close the glass door of the shower behind me, and the bathroom was starting to steam up due to the warm water, so easily the glass door was getting steamy too.

I sigh as the warm water hit my body, soaking my skin in a relaxing fashion.

My eyes close as I feel my hair dampen and relax, and quickly I start lathering shampoo into it.

I wash my body, starting to apply soap everywhere, and in all this sneaking around, I failed to notice that my morning erection was still largely taking place.

It makes me shiver slightly when my hand touches my rough hardness and I bite my lip deeply, starting to apply soap down there too, up and down all along my shaft, down at the base, and even lower at the balls even.

My eyes close as I start stroking up and down, the soap making it only that much easier to do so, and images of you start to flash in my head, your body, our intimacy, everything was just going through my mind as I begin to slowly stroke myself, warm water hitting my back, my eyes closed still, and under my breath I moan your name lowly.

And that all breaks when I hear a voice answering me back “Yes Leon? gaziantep rus escort Did you say my name?” You answer, you are standing there, in a lace black bra with beautiful texture to it and a little bow and crystal in the middle, and matching black panties with a small bow and crystal.

Your arms are crossed at the chest as you look at me, and I’m unable to read your expression due to the steam covering the glass door of the shower, but I’m sure you know exactly what I’m doing.

I almost fall off my feet when I hear you talk, taking me completely by surprise, I had no idea you were in here, and more than that you just caught me in such an embarrassing act. I quickly unhand myself down there and instead I use both of hands to cover myself out of instinct, but that made no sense, we were married.

I try to clear my throat, my face going completely red, and not because of the hot water.

“Oh.. good morning baby, I was just.. uhh, you know, I was just grabbing a shower before work and I didn’t want to wake you up, so yeah” I mumble quietly, and look at you through the steamy glass door, which definitely didn’t help my length, that twitched at the sight of you.

“Oh? You were just grabbing a shower? It looked like you were grabbing a bit more than that, no?” You ask in your sweet voice, sounding so innocent and pure, it made me smile slightly out of embarrassment as I quickly look down and see my hardened state, biting my lip shyly.

“Well.. uh, yes, maybe, you know how the mornings get sometimes and I just have to do it, or it’ll drive me crazy all day at work, plus you just popped into my head so there was no way out of it” I say in a quiet shy voice, and when I look back up at you, your bra and panties were missing, your breasts were uncovered to me completely, your little pink nipples out on display. Your legs were closed, so I couldn’t exactly see down there, but a shiver went through my entire body when I see you, naked in front of me.

You didn’t make anything of it, you acted completely innocent, like nothing happened whatsoever, your arms still crossed at your chest and your eyes fixed on me.

“Well, we certainly don’t want you going crazy at work do we now?” You ask me innocently, your wide brown eyes looking up at mine, and I just mumble something incoherently under my breath while looking at your naked form in front of me.

It never ceased to amaze me, no matter how many times I see your body, I am always just completely stunned by how perfect it is.

The skin smooth and pale, your breasts perfect, everything about you really is just perfect.

“Well go on, continue what you were doing, I don’t want to stop you, you can’t go crazy at work can you?” You add, opening the glass door into the shower and joining me inside, but you stay a little away from me, and instead go right under the water, letting it trickle down and soak your skin, making it shine beautifully, turning around so you’re with your back to me, I bite my lip and can’t help but look down at your bum, my length again twitching involuntarily when I see that sight.

I try and say something again but I can’t manage to form my thoughts into a sentence, my hands at my sides.

“Baby go on! You said you have to do it, so just go on and do it, don’t mind me, I’m just going to wash up quickly” you say, and I know how much you’re teasing me right now, you pick up the soap bottle and get a good amount in your hands, rubbing them together before you start applying it all over your body, starting at your breasts, working them over, down your stomach, and then eventually to your legs, bending over purposely, so your bum barely grazes over my length, seeing you look back at me, giving me that innocent, wide eyed gaze.

This drives me completely crazy over you, feeling my legs almost shake by this display of yours, knowing perfectly you were doing all of this just to drive me crazy over you.

I groan lowly and come up behind you, grabbing your sides and pulling you close to me, my chest pressed against your back and my stiffness against your bum, pressing into you.

“I have a much better idea now that you’re here babe, instead of doing it myself, I could bend you right here in the shower and take you from behind, that should keep me satisfied until after work” I growl into your ear, my hands slowly moving up your body, from your side, all the way up to your breasts, each one grabbing one, and squeezing it firmly in my hands, pulling you into my body, starting to nibble on your earlobe teasingly.

“That’s a much better plan” I groan into your ear and slowly let my tongue out, licking across your earlobe before swirling my tongue inwards, becoming more and more aggressive with my tongue, using it to just cover every inch of your tongue, pushing it against you, while with my hands I find your nipples easily, still covered in soap, but that doesn’t stop me from pulling on them sharply, a little punishment for that teasing earlier, pushing my waist forward to grind my length against you.

“Get your hands back and start stroking it” I groan into your ear and pinch your nipples, pulling on them until they’re completely hard for me.

I move us slightly so you’re under the water, so the soap washes away from your breasts.

I feel your hands reach around, still soapy, and they find a hold of me, and with slow movements they start to shift up and down my length, the soap making it much easier too, making me groan into your ear and start flicking your nipples up and down slowly under the warm water current.

“Just like that baby, keep doing exactly that” I encourage you, hearing the small sweet moans escape from your lips as I pleasure your nipples, going a little bit faster with my movements, as do you with your hands.

“Do you think I should use my mouth on those pretty little nipples baby? Suck on them?” I tease you and start biting my way down your earlobe and to your neck, biting it and leaving dark marks after me, still standing behind you, but I could easily reach down to the sides of your neck to mark them.

I feel your hands tremble slightly, and then pick up the pace more, stroking with intent now.

After I leave my fresh marks on your neck I finally turn you around to face me, and I lock our lips deeply and passionately, pinning you against the wall roughly and without warning, my hands still very much pleasuring your nipples and your hands don’t dare leave my length, although one does slip down lower, and cups the balls, slowly and carefully squeezing them.

We kiss roughly and deeply, our tongues wrestling and biting each other’s lips, but in the end I break contact to bite down your body again, down your neck and collarbone, all the way down to your needing and stimulated breasts, I place my lips over your right nipple and suck on it harshly, using my teeth to pull back on it without warning, hearing you wince in pain for a moment, just to remind you I’m in charge here.

But then I start using my tongue, flicking it up and down over your nipple, using my finger on the other one to do exactly the same, sucking on your nipples, switching between them, your moans building up louder and louder.

I feel like you’re about to orgasm, so I decide to make it much sweeter by grabbing the shower head with my free hand, lower it down between your legs, turn it to the highest setting, and just let it pound against your clit, knowing how much pleasure and stimulation it gives you when I do that, and indeed within seconds of flicking your nipples extremely fast with my tongue and finger, and using the water current in a creative way, I hear you moan loudly, almost screaming that you’re going to orgasm, and that’s the sweetest sound of all.

A few moments after you orgasm I take the water current away, stand up straight and put it back in its place, you are still breathing heavily and moaning under your breath, wrapping your arms around my neck.

“Don’t think I forgot what I said earlier baby” I whisper quietly, sliding both my hands onto your perfect bum, and I slap it a couple times under the water.

When you take a few seconds to catch your breath, I turn you back around, and like I said bend you over, letting you grab onto the hand of the shower head to keep steady.

You feel the tip starting to go up and down your entrance, teasing it, barely entering and then pulling out.

Until finally I push my way inside you deeply, with one strong thrust, followed by a moan of your name, my eyes closing and my head thrown back from the indescribable pleasure of being inside you.

I place my hands on your sides, and slowly start to thrust inside you, building up pace, under the water that hit your back and drip down your bum, that looks so amazing from my point of view, your moans heard all across the bathroom, or maybe the entire house even, hearing you moan my name and other words of encouragement, strings of swear words and curses leave my mouth with each thrust, releasing my aggression into it, taking you hard from behind.

I slide one hand down under you, and use it to start rubbing your clit from side to side furiously, feeling your knees shake and buckle with each thrust, loving seeing you in this situation.

I groan and grab a handful of your wet hair, pulling it back slightly, not harsh, just for the feel of it, my thrusts building up with each of your moans.

I feel my orgasm starting to build up, and just as you moan and scream as you hit yours, you feel me starting to do so as well deep inside you, moaning your name uncontrollably with each thrust, until I completely empty myself inside you.

We both stand there, breathing heavily, until I pull you back up to your feet, and turn you around to me.

“That should hold me until after work” I say cheekily, and kiss your lips lovingly.

“I love you baby” I whisper quietly to you, smiling my usual soft and loving smile.

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Actually, her confession gave me a sense of relief. For a grown woman to have, “fallen in love at first sight…,” well, that seemed more like a, “teenage crush,” than a reality. Knowing she knew Alexis’s, “story,” seemed truly interested in her well being and knew how much Lexi cared for me…, she had to have been overcome by that moment.

“Mrs…, Elle…, let’s stop and think about what you’re saying. First, where is your wedding ring?

Not looking at me, “In my purse.”

“So you’re still married?”

“Unfortunately…, yes,” she replied, now picking up her head and looking at me.

I didn’t take the bait.

“So you have a husband, who I’m sure is at home right now, waiting for you to get back from a long day at work.”

“He’ll know I’m not there, but he won’t remember why,” she responded.

When I gave her a blank look, she added, “He’ll ask Kim and she’ll remind him.”

“Kim?”

“Our daughter. She’s eight and I have a four year old son, Todd….”

I thought she was done and I was about to offer my perspective on this infatuation when…, “and don’t think this is just some crazy mid-life crisis or anything like that.”

Sitting up straight again and adjusting the top of the sweater so it was where it gaziantep rus escort belonged, “You think I haven’t agonized over this for the past four months? Do you think I look at my life and wish I didn’t feel the way I do?”

She paused…, looking at me but not seeing me.

“Why? That’s the question you asked…, and I don’t have an answer. All I can tell you is…, what I’m feeling is so much more than anything else that I’ve ever felt and…, I have to find out what it all means. If you don’t feel anything…, if looking at me and knowing the way I feel means nothing to you…, okay…, you have your own life and I think you’re doing a great job with it….”

“Elle,” I interrupted, “I honestly think you don’t know what you’re feeling….”

Now she gave me another of her killer smiles, interrupting me this time, “Oh…, you have NO idea what I’m feeling right now! I can tell you that my father would be shocked if he knew what I was thinking and Todd….”

“Your son?” wondering why she’d bring him up.

Now it was her turn to look confused, “My son?”

Then she laughed. “No, my son is Todd Junior, TJ for short. His father is Todd and I can guarantee you that he’d lose a screw if he knew what I was thinking!”

I didn’t want to know what she was thinking.

So I bailed!

Looking at my watch I stood up, “Listen, it’s late…, we’ve both been here a long time…, so…, let me walk you out to your car and I’ll stop in again and you…, just think this through.”

Nodding, she stood.

Then…, “Oops…,” as if remembering something?

Looking down, then up at me, she remembered the reason for the “Oops.”

“Could you wait a second? I’ve got to change. Todd would shit if I came home dressed like this.”

Not waiting for an answer, she walked to one of the two tiny bathrooms, really only closets with toilets, a sink and vanity in between, inside her classroom.

That’s when I found out that I’d been right in, “not wanting to know,” what she’d been thinking.

Without closing the door, she turned and looked at me, a wicked smile lighting up her face, and pulled the sweater over her head!

There was no bra…, only two medium sized breasts that still showed the non-tanned outline of a bikini bathing suit top!

Holding the pose for a moment, she unbuttoned and unzipped the skirt, pulled it over her hips and let it fall to the floor at her feet.

A wide strip of light colored pubic hair, framed by that same non-tanned outline, the bikini bottom this time, was all that she’d worn under the skirt. Her grin now even more wicked…, as she did a slow pirouette…, before winking at me and closing the door.

I should have walked out right there and then.

But I didn’t…, because I was shocked…, and not just a little titillated, by her brazen exhibitionism!

When she came back out, she’d returned to her, “Plymouth Pilgrim,” style, a shopping bag in hand, holding I’m sure, the “alternative,” outfit she’d worn in the attempt to seduce me.

That caused me to wonder, “Why’d she change clothes? Because, “…, her husband would shit…,” if she’d gone home dressed like that. Why?

But I quickly dismissed that as, “…, not my problem!”

I walked her to her car, passing a custodian on the way, his, “Late night huh

Mrs. A?”

“Glories of being a teacher George. Good night.”

Ours were the only cars left in the parking lot.

After we’d said, “Good night,” she rolled up next to me and opened her window. “When will I see you again?”

Not wanting to commit to anything, I told her, “I’ve got a story coming up in Lexi’s class. I’ll try to make sure it’s at the end of the day, then stop in to see you.”

“Looking forward to that,” she replied, another wicked grin following.

I couldn’t get the tan lines out of my head.

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Amateur

I’m nervous. I have not stepped out on my wife before. This decision was not come to lightly, but the correspondences back and forth with you was too delectable to pass up. After a week of talking online, we realize that our chemistry is just too great to pass up. I tell my wife I am going to the gym, with the irony inherent in that I will be working out, just not how she thinks. The waves of guilt come and go, but the fire in my body overcomes these feelings, and my mind travels to the beautiful pictures you have texted me over the last week. I must have you.

I pull up to your street but park a little off in the distance. You see the silver SUV and the license plate I told you I would have. I smile at you and you smile back but not a word is said as you get into the passenger seat. I drive us for a short while and then find a nice, dark secluded area by some buildings that give us cover.

We both get out of the front at the same time and move to the back of the SUV, where I put the seat down and give us some more room. You are wearing a white blouse and a catholic school girl skirt. I am in slacks and a nice button up shirt with my bow tie just a little crooked from the rush of getting ready. I lay down in the back with my head on your side. The back door on your side opens, although I know this only through sound. I feel your legs cover my ears and. See you lifting your skirt to go over my head. It is then that I first smell your want. I look up and my gaziantep rus escort view is that of your bare, shaved vagina, ass and legs. I’m pleased as I can see you followed my instructions and did not wear panties. you climb over my fave as I lie back on the seat. Slowly and a bit shyly, you lower your body onto my face, and my visual world moves from the interior of your skirt to the lips of your dripping, hot pussy.

You put your weight on my face and you instantly feel my lips make out with the engorged lips that hide your pink, wet slit. I am kissing, sucking and nibbling your sweet tasting essence. It almost tickles, but the pleasure just increases your want. And as your want increase, you put more of your weight on my face. I feel your heat spread as your pussy swallows my face while at the same time my mouth swallows your cum. Then, you begin to the the tell tall traction of a long, orgasmic journey as my tongue starts its rhythmic licking and tasting of your slit. The pleasure is spiking your nerves and you are starting To feel that rhythmic wave of pleasure going back and forth in your body. My tongue focuses on your clit, but my mouth plays with the rest of your dripping, hot sex.

As your orgasm builds, your body can’t help but thrash and buck on my mouth. You are fucking my face, and the rhythm is matched by my furiously firm, hot, wet tongue. It flicks… and then switches to long strokes, then sucks. It seems random and designed all at once, but every move builds your tension and brings you higher up into a mind blowing orgasm. You don’t know what comes next but each move is exciting and lustfully blissful.

Although we only agreed to play orally, I know that I need to be inside you. Hoping upon hopes, I push your body down towards my thick, aching cock. I must be inside you. And to my pleasure, you take the hint and move down my body. I have a condom, but you don’t seem to mind me not having one on. Your hips rise and your soft, warm hand grabs my cock. Your face turns around at the same time as you line up my sex with your slick entrance, still dripping from my tongue. I don’t know whether to look you in the eyes or keep my eyes focused on the view of your beautiful ass, but as you slowly sit on my, sinking down on my cock, my eyes roll back in my head with pleasure. It was been so long since I felt the walls of another pussy around my cock, and it’s gloriously exotic. Nothing is familiar about this sensation. You are tighter in places than I am use to, but you also fit me in differently. And all this I feel before you even begin to move. I now understand the luxurious amazement of cheating.

Your hips start to sway back and forth, while also moving vertically. This feels so incredible and so magnificently different. The urge to cum is instant and pressing, but I hold back. I must feel your connection to me for longer. And oh am I rewarded. You start slow, and the single of you ass along with the slick sensation of your pussy is amazing. I tell you how good this feels, and you moan in response. Faster and faster you take me. Our moans roll in sync, and my hips can no longer remain still. I buck up as you plow down, feeling you deeper. You tell me that I am deeper than your husband gets, which results in me funding you from below harder. The fire in my belly grows, and just as I am about to ask where you want me to cum, you beg me to cum inside you. I feel your fingers at your entrance, and the tickle on the base of my cock just pushes me closer. And then it comes. I close my eyes and see explosions of light while my ears fill with your orgasmic moans. You repeat that you are coming over and over as I feel myself explode into you, wave after wave of cum filling you up, making your already hot and wet pussy glide around my cock, milking me for every ounce of orgasm I have to give you. We have both cum and now, you lie back, turn your head, and kiss me hard.

After we are spent, you get back in the passenger seat and I in the driver. I drive you back home without a word, but we both smile the whole way back. I stop the car, you get out, but before you leave, you turn around, bend into my car, stroke my face with your fingers, and lick the very taste I placed a portion of myself in. You wink at me, turn around, close the door. I take one long stare as you walk into your house with your husband waiting for you, clueless to our moment away, and I drive off into the night. And all I know is that this is not the last I’ll be seeing of you.

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I was in San Francisco for the weekend, visiting some friends of mine. I have a buddy who’s going to film school out there, and I drove out to see the latest project he was working on. After the student film festival wrapped itself up we were walking up Lincoln Ave towards my buddy’s apartment. My friend was bitching to his girlfriend about how pretentious most Film students are and I was looking forward to sleeping on the couch. I’m six feet tall, not a small man, and his couch is not accommodating.

“It’s not that I dislike any single one of them” Said my friend “I just hate them all as a group.”

We crossed 21st street and I turned my head to look into the bar on the corner. While fumbling for a cigarette out of my pocket I locked eyes with a short-haired brunette on the other side of the glass. I thought I recognized her, and kept walking. Then I paused.

“Who the fuck shoots a digital film in black and white anyway?”

I turned around and looked back into the bar. It was Seri Loughman. Seri was a girl I knew from my studies in England. She’s a foot shorter than me with large brown eyes, full melon sized breasts and a round, plump ass. We’d gone out for drinks a few times in London and she told me that she fancied me, but she had a boyfriend at the time, so nothing came of it. And now there she was, running out of a bar in San Francisco. Seri is short for Serendipity, of course.

“Oh my god, Jason, I’m so glad to see you” She ran down the street and we wrapped our arms around each other. I snuggled my face into her neck and breathed in her scent. She pressed her hips into mine and I felt a stirring in my crotch.

I looked at her again and she brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. Her hair was short and clipped back from her gaziantep rus escort face, showing her long smooth neck. Her skin was fair and light, contrasting with her dark brown eyelashes.

“What are you doing in town?” I asked.

“I just moved here a week ago, I got a job with this firm in the City.” He accent was so crisp and British.

We chatted around the usual subjects, and she invited the three of us over to her place for drinks tonight. So we followed her up the block and into her apartment. Her place was still full of cardboard boxes and packing peanuts. Her roommate was there, milling about in the kitchen. We sat on the floor and drank duty free scotch. Other people came and went, friends of her roommate. By midnight a fair sized apartment party was going on.

I found myself in the hallway, waiting for the bathroom. Seri walked past and we looked at each other, she brushed her hands across my stomach and stepped into her bedroom. I followed her in. She shut the door and we looked at each other. She ran her tongue around the inside of her lips, absentmindedly.

“So, are you seeing anyone right now?” She asked.

“No, are you?”

“No”

I leaned into her and put my hands on her hips. She grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled my lips down to kiss hers. We kissed lightly at first, then I pushed my tongue lightly into her mouth and she opened her lips up wide and sucked it in. I kissed down her neck, biting lightly. She pressed her lips to my ears and I could feel her breathing increase as I started to unbutton the front of her shirt. Her hand grabbed my belt and pulled my crotch into hers.

“I’m really glad I ran into you today” I said.

“I’m going to shag your brains out tonight, you know that”

“Okay.”

He hand started in inch into the waistband of my pants and I remembered that I had to pee. I kissed her again and broke away.

“We should get back to the party”

“Sure”

Back in the hallway was my friend, standing there with his coat on.

“Hey, we’re probably taking off soon so…”

“Well, I think I’m staying here tonight” I told him.

At that he made his thumb and forefinger into an ‘O’ and vigorously thrust his other finger in and out of it.

“Thanks Mick, very grown up”

“Later”

The rest of the part was a drag. I didn’t know anyone and wanted them all to leave, very soon. Finally Seri gave up on trying to get people to leave and just grabbed my by the wrist and dragged me into her room. Back in there we mashed are lips into each other, breathing heavily. I ran both my hands into the back of her pants (trousers) and kneaded her ass. She bit my lower lip and ran her hands through my hair. I picked her up off the ground and she wrapped her legs around my waist and laughed. I pushed her back up against the wall and ground my crotch into hers, feeling her squirm against my dick through our clothes.

We stayed like that for some time, grinding against each other and kissing. My cock was rock hard and throbbing against her. I would push it into her and she would squirm and writhe in my arms. Then she put her feet back on the ground and pushed me down onto her mattress, climbing up on top of me. I pulled her shirt up over her head, and ran my tongue down over her chest, drinking in the smell of her sweat. He breasts were large and smooth, soft white globes of flesh. She reached back behind herself and unclipped her bra. I pushed it aside and softly ran the palm of my right hand over her nipples. She shivered.

“Oh god Jason, I’m so fucking wet.”

Seri rolled onto her side and started tugging at my belt. I helped her undo it and she unbuckled the fly in my jeans. Slowly, she reached inside and felt my cock through my shorts. She began to slowly stroke my dick up and down.

“Are you going to fuck me with this?”

“Yes, oh god yes”

“Promise me you’ll fuck me with this cock”

“I promise”

“oh god I want you to fuck me so bad”

I sat and looked at her. She was panting hard, holding one hand on her breast and the other on my dick. I kissed her lips, moved my wet mouth down to the valley between her breasts. My hands worked at her trousers, pulling them down. She arched her back so I could pull them completely off of her, her panties too. I looked down at her naked body, her trimmed pussy looking up at me, her chest heaving with her breath. I kissed her ankles and calves, I traced my tongue down to her inner thigh, inhaling the smell of her pussy. I blew softly across her outer lips and she gasped. He clitoris started to poke out at me. I softly placed my lips against her opening and slowly started to work my tongue into her. Her pussy was so wet, it was like drinking the juice of a peach. She shuddered and ran her fingers through my hair.

I picked up the pace, running my tongue over her vulva and clit, keeping my hands on her ass to help spread her cheeks. Her breathing increased to a pant, she moaned and gasped for breath.

“Oh god that feels so good, oh Jason, Jason I’m going to Cum, of fuck yes, fuck me with your tongue, oh god, I’m CUMMING OH FUCK I’M CUMMING SO GOOD!!”

She screamed and wrapped her thighs around my head, she thrust her pussy into my mouth and I held on to her waist. I felt her relax and looked up.

“Pretty good,” she said, “Now roll over cause it’s my turn.”

End of Chapter 1

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She Goes Both Ways Ch. 08

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Ass

The sale of Selby Bluff went through remarkably quickly and trouble free. It was near completion in the fall of eighteen fifty eight by which time Strand had managed to increase the sale price of Selby Bluff by over one hundred thousand dollars. Amanda, of course, had to pay the appropriate price for that by having both anal and normal sex with him approximately every other week as the negotiations were completed.

As soon as the funds were in their bank accounts Adam left for Boston. “I doubt I will ever be back here” he said as Amanda bade him goodbye at Montgomery, Alabama railroad station in late October.

As the lawyers completed all the documents, they had spent a few days in what was to become the capital of the Confederacy. After some further negotiations, a little redrafting and last minute panics, they signed them and confirmation was received that the funds had been transferred from Prussia to several different bank accounts in both Europe and America for Amanda and just the one in Boston for Adam.

The meetings had to be outside Georgia as the deal was effectively breaking Georgian laws. It was tiresome for them to have to use a number of different railroad companies to travel north to Augusta then west to Atlanta north again to Birmingham and then south to their destination for this added some hundred plus miles to the four hundred as the crow flies distance and caused them to stay in rail-side guest houses for two nights. The advantage, though, was that Strand could not join them as he had no jurisdiction in Alabama and in any case he could not be seen to be a party to the sale as it was breaking the very State laws that he had established.

“Well have a good journey brother” Amanda said her heart beating a little faster as Adam held her arm and looked from her breasts to her eyes and back again.

“It would be better if you were coming with me.”

“You know I can’t.”

“You could if you wanted to.”

“It’s best this way,” she whispered as her lips brushed his cheek.

“I will see you in Washington in a few weeks,” he said boarding the train to travel north.

Amanda was staying a further night for she had more meetings to agree some investments, ironically enough in Prussia. The advice she had received about the likelihood of a deepening of the recession was to put more of her assets in Europe. ‘It’s also a hedge against any er, um troubles here’ the stuffy, but very astute Prussian lawyer who was attached to the embassy in Washington advised her.

“Do you think the troubles will escalate?” She asked.

“Unfortunately madam that’s not for me to comment upon or my area of expertise, but I do have a colleague who is a specialist in such affairs, would you like to talk with him, he’s in the building,” the typically overly cautious attorney advised.

“Yes that would be very helpful,” Amanda replied.

“Missus Williams, it is a delight and pleasure to meet you” the stunningly good looking young man who Herr Kaupning had introduced as Mister William Ableforce said. He held her hand, bowed fromthe waist and kissing the back of her hand, he lingered his lips there slightly longer than etiquette required. Amanda was of course as acutely aware of that as she was used to it, just as she knew that he was holding her hand tighter and longer than was necessary. Without lifting his head or straightening his body he looked up and caught her gaze. She felt a little flutter as his dark, broody eyes bored into hers. “I have heard a great deal about you,” he muttered.

Fanning her face as a precaution against him seeing her blush as she may well have been doing she said, rather huskily. “Indeed sir and pray from whom was that?”

Straightening and seemingly reluctantly letting go of her hand he replied with a small grin on his, near beautiful Amanda thought, face. “Many sources madam; the lawyers, businessmen in Savannah and the Deputy Lieutenant Governor.”

“Mister Strand?”

“Yes I work for him.”

“Indeed sir, doing what may I ask?”

“I am Cultural Attache to the State of Georgia legislation.”

“That is most impressive sir, but exactly what does that mean?”

“I have studied and qualified Phi Beta Kappa in the South’s history.”

“From where was that sir?”

“The University of Georgia in Athens” he told her naming the oldest and most prestigious college in the State. “My job is to ensure that our history is known amongst the business, political and overseas diplomats who visit our great State.”

“Herr Kaupning said you could advise on the potential troubles.”

“Indeed I can ma’am for that has been the focus of my extra-curricular studying for the past few years” he went on sending frissons through the older woman with the way he held her gaze. It felt to Amanda felt as though he was mentally undressing her, which indeed he was.

“May I ask you to explain more to me sir?”

The plan that he had discussed with Strand seemed to be working.

“Of course madam it would seks hikayeleri be my delight, but it is not a twenty minute discussion.”

“No of course I appreciate that, it was frivolous of me to think otherwise.”

“Not at all I could cover most aspects in a few hours, when do you leave Montgomery?”

“Tomorrow.”

“Then ’tis a pity for that leaves so little time for such a large subject. May I enquire as to your destination?”

“I am going to the Capital for I am moving there and I have properties to view.”

“A coincidence ma’am for I am leaving for Charlotte tomorrow. Are you taking the White Rose at two in the afternoon?”

“Yes sir indeed I am.”

“Then perhaps, if it pleased you Missus Williams we could spend some time together on the train as I explain the situation.”

“It would indeed sir.”

Ableforce quickly rearranged his travel itinerary so that he was on the White Rose and joined Amanda on it the next morning. They had a nightmare journey. The four hundred or so miles were scheduled to be covered in two days with two overnight stops. In the end, it took four days with three overnight stops. The train had a mechanical fault between Birmingham and Gadsden, there was no coal or wood at a refuelling stop just past Chatanooga and there had been a mudslide just before Greenville. Although this was tiresome to all the passengers it was mitigated for Amanda as she had booked a private car. This provided a sleeping facility for there was a narrow bed, but the railroads that they used on the trip still stopped overnight and the travellers disembarked and spent the nights in guesthouses. Amanda’s private car, however, was a godsend in the terminable number of hours the train spent stationery in the fall heat waiting for problems to be overcome. The car enabled her to retire, undress and snooze or rest in privacy.

It all started well as the White Rose, named in honour of Yorkshire where the engine had been built, pulled out of Montgomery. Amanda and her young man sat in a public car as he talked to her about the ‘difficulties.’ They sat across a table as William explained a variety of complicated points about the history of the South. He had a large pad and a charcoal and occasionally drew pictures or scribbled points on the thick paper. Twice as he did that his hand ‘accidentally’ brushed against Amanda, once on her bare forearm and the other on her wrist. They both looked up when that happened for both felt a frisson of excitement run through them. Amanda pushed that from her mind, although like many women of her age she often fantasised about having sex with a young man.

William explained that it wasn’t really slavery that was the core issue, but the reluctance of the South to change its way of life in any way including slavery. He went into great detail enthralling Amanda with his eloquence and knowledge about not only history, but also industry, economics, international trade and politics.

They were together all that first afternoon and evening together. They spent a great deal of the next day sitting impatiently for the train to move discussing the core issue; Amanda was enthralled by William’s knowledge and intelligence. During the afternoon in the heat of the day Amanda retired to her private car, undressed and slept. Waking at around six she was surprised to find that she was cupping her breast through the cotton chemise and that she was hugely aroused. It was only moments later that she removed the chemise and one of her hands plunged between her legs as she imagined the young man, naked, lying on top of her nude body his, what she imagined to be, thick, long cock buried deep inside her.

Returning to the public car to find out what was happening she was slightly embarrassed to see William sitting at the same table where they had sat earlier. She had never been in the company of a man she had masturbated over so soon after giving herself a climax about him. As he stood up to greet her Amanda felt herself flush as her mind went back to him lying on top of her his cock buried in her, her legs wrapped round her waist. As he explained the situation and told her that the railroad company was sending coaches to take the passengers to Berea where they had reserved rooms at a number of coaching inns and guest houses she used her fan to shield her eyes and cover the blush on her cheeks and upper chest.

William decided to ‘try his hand’ with the bountiful older woman who his boss had told him to get close to, he recalled from a meeting with the Lieutenant Governor. In a meeting just before he had left Savannah for Montgomery he asked Strand.

“How close pray?”

“As close as you can.”

“You mean have sex.”

“Of course I mean have sex, what the fuck do you think I mean and what the fuck do you think I employ you for?” Oliver Strand had snarled at him when they had arranged for Ableforce to be in Montgomery for the signing of the sale of Selby Bluff.

“I need to know just how close she is to the spymaster.”

“And sir, who might that be?”

“That my young man is that cunt General Fairfax Lennon.”

Moving closer to Amanda who, due to the restrictions of the railroad coaches had, along with most of the other women, dispensed with her hoop and huge skirt and instead she was wearing a simple shift dress, he asked.

“Perhaps ma’am, if it pleases you we could dine together and continue our discussions.”

“Yes sir that would be most pleasant, thank you,” Amanda replied still unable to get the ‘vision’ of the young man making love to her out of her mind.

Sitting across the small table in the dining room of the coaching inn where they both had rooms William explained in greater detail the international aspects of the problems between the north and south. Whilst Amanda was aware of much of this from her discussions with Fairfax, William added many details and did not explain the situation with the Northern bias that her lover applied. He explained that it is more a matter of timing than anything.

“The North wants everything now, we in the South have a more relaxed attitude and wish to proceed and modernise at a more measured pace, but we will get there.”

They both felt relaxed and had probably drank a little too much of the red wine for their conversation strayed away from the main point and Amanda found herself telling the young man about her times in London a city he had explained earlier that he most desperately wished to visit.

Suddenly they realised at the same time that they were the last people in the dining room.

“Perhaps we should go to bed” Amanda said, being rather careless with her language. Realising her mistake she looked up aghast as their gazes met.

Smiling he said.

“Alas ma’am I am sharing a room and my absence would be noted and your reputation sullied.”

“Young sir” Amanda flustered. “I meant not what you assume.”

“That is a great pity” he smiled adding. “My apologies madam I realise it was just a slip of the tongue, I should not have joshed with you.”

Using her fan to hide it, Amanda also could not resist smiling.

Their dinner together ended after they had strolled round the coach house in the chill of the November evening. Returning to the resident’s entrance to the side of the building they stopped facing each other.

“Thank you Amanda,” Ableforce said taking her hand in his.

“Pray sir, for what?” Amanda asked her heart pounding as she felt his thumbs rubbing the back of her hands.

Glancing from her eyes, down to the goodly expanse of bare flesh on her breasts and chest and back again he said softly. “For a most wonderful evening ma’am.”

Their hands linked, their gazes locked and his knee pressed lightly against hers through the thin skirt, single petticoat and short chemise, their faces slowly moved closing the space between them. ‘He’s going to kiss me’ Amanda said to herself her pulse racing.

‘She wants me’ Ableforce thought as his erection grew. He forgot that he was working, for like many young, red-blooded males he lusted for older, experienced women like Missus Amanda Williams.

Slowly he bent forward, his eyes boring into hers.

‘I want him to kiss me, I want him to touch me I want him’ Amanda groaned to herself as his lips brushed hers. William slid his arm round her waist that was pulled into a miniscule twenty four inches by her whalebone corset, as their lips met. He pushed his body forward so that his manhood pressed against her. Amanda shuddered at the combination of his lips on hers and the shaft of hardened male flesh pushing into her soft stomach. That made something click inside her. She realised it was wrong and that younger men can talk and boast of their conquests; she had to stop him she somewhat reluctantly concluded. Turning her face and easing her body away from his she said.

“I must bid you good night sir and thank you your attention this evening.”

“It has been my great pleasure Amanda and I thank you…………………for everything” William replied feeling disappointed, but understanding Amanda’s predicament.

Amanda undressed with William’s words and the feel of his erection in her mind.

She again masturbated imagining William’s fit, lithe and very virile body pressed firmly against hers and his lovely cock inside her.

As she did that William had that very cock in his hand as he too masturbated taking the utmost care to be quiet so as not to wake the other two occupants of the small bedroom.

With the mud eventually cleared from the line just outside Greenville the ‘Rose’ prepared for the hundred miles or so to Charlotte where Ableforce and Amanda would part. Because of the inclement weather they were restricted to a very slow speed and were warned that the journey to Charlotte could well take most of the day.

Due to a train behind them being derailed a number of passengers joined the ‘Rose’ for the remainder of the journey. This made the public cars very crowded and it was impossible for them to discuss the politically sensitive material they had left over from the previous evening.

“I am sorry ma’am,” Ableforce said as they sat side by side in the crowded first class public car.

“Pray sir there is no need, we were both parties to what happened” Amanda replied assuming he was talking about kissing her.

Ableforce realised what she was thinking. “No Amanda” he whispered making sure nobody else could hear. “I meant for the crowded conditions” he went on as the train moved slowly through Greenville. “It would be unwise to discuss here what we need to discuss.”

Amanda mulled for a moment or two.

“William” she said equally quietly. “My private car is number four. Would you like to join me there in say, ten minutes?”

A slight smile on his handsome face the young man replied. “Of course ma’am it will be my pleasure.

*

William Ableforce senior was Oliver Strand’s cousin. He was from the poorer side of the family with which Strand’s side did not mix very much. That was hardly surprising for Strand had cheated them out of a huge amount of money by purchasing some land they owned for a peppercorn amount. He had the full knowledge that a railroad company needed that land for the track into the station that was to be built in the centre of the city. Strand made a fortune and Ableforce lost almost everything; a fairly common occurrence with people who did business with Strand.

Strand was as devious as he was ruthless and he obscured that he was the purchaser from the family, even Missus Strand who couldn’t really have cared less for in her world there was no place for poor people!

With the modest rent from the land on which Ableforce and his family had lived now gone, life became difficult for them. In an act of apparent generosity Strand offered to fund the education of the two sons William junior and John who was two years William’s elder.

William was as brilliant at the recently opened Massie School in Savannah and at The University of Georgia in Athens as John was average. It became very clear by the time William was thirteen that he was as gifted with intellect as he was with handsome looks.

The two brothers split their school and university holidays between staying with Mister and Missus Strand and their parents who had now moved from Macon to Columbus, an even longer journey from Savannah. Strand could envisage a future for a gifted young man like William working for him. So as was Strand’s wont he slowly manipulated his cousin’s younger son, he persuaded him to stay longer in Savannah each vacation and introduced him to the social whirl of the vibrant city.

William studied the culture and history of the South and graduated Phi Beta Kappa at the young age of twenty one. Strand employed him in one of his companies and then found him a post as a Cultural Attache working for the State Government. Essentially that post required him to compose and distribute favourable propaganda on the South. As it was a secret appointment he was effectively a spy

“We have to combat the machine of the north with our own information” Strand told him adding. “We have to tell the world our side of the story, particularly with the diplomatic staff in the Consulates in New Orleans and the Embassies in Washington. You will need to do more post graduate studies at Harvard and Columbia so that you learn about the latest thinking by the fucking Yankees.”

“That will take ages and mean attending lectures and other loathsomely boring events.”

“Oh no my good fellow, we will arrange for the professors to be available to brief you personally, you must be completely up to date at all times with your knowledge.”

“What do you mean?” Ableforce asked assuming that he was to follow purely intellectual matters.

“We have to find out what is going on and mixing with the intelligentsia of the North is a good start.”

“What spy you mean?”

Strand laughed and put his arm round the young man. “Let’s call it information gathering shall we? But don’t worry young sir you will be admirably well rewarded and you need only go up North for a few days each month. We’ll develop some subterfuge about you studying agriculture or some other nonsense.”

Strand additionally assigned the young Ableforce also to work with his ‘great friend’ James de Bow in New Orleans. He gladly provided the intellectually gifted young man a position on the de Bow Review.

Strand knew very well just how much use a stunningly good looking, well mannered, very intelligent young man could be to him. And that wasn’t just with disseminating information and issuing propaganda. Although that was important, the manipulative Strand knew full well that many ladies from the Consulates and Embassies and occasionally the wives of business or political colleagues had penchants for young men like him.

With Strand hinting that he would rescue William’s family financially and that the young man would receive untold wealth if he complied with Strand’s wishes, Ableforce went along with Strand’s plans for him.

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Creampie

Life with Sally while at College was wonderful, now that she knew my secret. The day that she discovered that I was a hermaphrodite plays over and over again in my mind.

But Sally has a cruel streak, and none so apparent as the day she introduced me to some of her friends.

“Here Shannon, I bought you something.” Sally was jumping with excitement as she jumped onto the sofa beside me, a small rectangular parcel thrust under my nose. Sally was always surprising me with something; she was so sweet to me. “It’s for tonight, you know, when we go out.”

With a puzzled look on my face, I opened the box and uncovered the contents. There was a complete white satin lingerie ensemble staring up at me. I removed each piece; stockings, garter, see through panties, a short waisted bodice and there in the bottom of the box, a black leather collar with a single ring and a decorative silver chain attached to it.

“What’s this suppose to be?”

“Come on baby, let’s get wild tonight!”

“Oh no, I’m not going out in this!”

“No, no, baby, I just want you to wear it underneath, you know, so that I KNOW you have it on. It will make me real hot knowing how you will be dressed for me later.”

“And what about this collar? Am I some sort of pet?”

“You’re my pet…growl…my little tigress.” Sally pounced on me, nipping and tickling, making me giggle. ”You don’t have to wear the chain of course, just the collar. You were going a bit Goth, right?”

“If you want me to.”

“Oh yes! Now, please, put these on and let me see you.”

I took the box into my bedroom, well, actually our bedroom, as Sally hasn’t slept in her room for a month now. Everything went on wonderfully, exciting me, my nipples even hardening. That also meant that my cock hardened and that was a little hard to keep inside the confines of the small panties. In the head, the slightly swollen cock head protruded up under the waistband.

“Music please.” I called to Sally. A few seconds later I entered our dorm room accompanied by a strong base rhythm. Sally was cross-legged on the sofa and she squealed with delight, clapping and cheering me on. I turned, I bent at the waist, and I put my foot up on the coffee table. My cock was now fully swollen and sticking obscenely up against my navel.

“I’ll have to put my girdle back on though.” I said, trying to tuck my penis back into the panties. Sally reached out and pulled me into her lap, kissing me hard, her free hand seeking out and finding my shaft. She teased me, squeezing and tugging.

“Oh Shannon, I love you! You are the sexiest girl I’ve ever known!”

“I love you too Sally.”

We cuddled for a little longer but we had to get going if we were to meet her friends. We pet each other the whole time we were dressing. As per Sally’s request, I put on my long black skirt and kick ass lace boots. My tops were layered and short enough to show off my belly button. Mascara and lipstick were my only makeup. The collar looked perfect with my outfit.

Sally on the other hand wore a form fitting vintage dress in a cream color, complete with lace gloves and four-inch high heels in white leather. She wore a huge silver cross around her neck along with several beads of costume jewelry.

We posed in front of the mirror together and announced ourselves ready.

We had to take a cab downtown but once there, we fir right into the busy night crowd. I was a little worried about the club Sally took us to but once inside, I saw that it was a strictly girls only club. That is, if you could some of them girls. There were plenty dressed like Sally and I but there were a few that looked like Harley Bike drivers with tits. Leather jackets, vests and those biker pants were everywhere. And each seemed to have a pretty girl with them that tagged along wherever their dyke mistress went.

Sally waved at a group in the far-left corner and we wound our way through. I was bumped into several times, and not all by accident. Sally’s group consisted of three other girls, dressed somewhat like ourselves. No biker dyke apparent. Introductions were made and I was fussed over as Sally’s new girlfriend. I was a little jealous that Sally had this history with these girls but they treated me very nicely. Soon, Aida took me up onto the dance floor while sally watched with great enthusiasm.

Aida was making some pretty heavy moves on me when we were joined by Sophia who demanded my attention. I was getting seks hikayeleri dizzy with excitement when Masti, sally’s third friend grabbed me away from the other two and danced with me very seductively, bodies constantly touching. I had to maneuver away a little when she attempted to press a leg between mine and my raging hardon would have been felt despite the girdle.

I squealed when Sally joined us by dancing up behind me and encircling my waist. I bent my head left and back so that we could kiss. I was very excited and she knew it. Masti pressed against me in the front and together, the three of us danced. I tried to jump back when Masti pressed her palm between my legs but sally held me tight. I closed my eyes and whimpered and Masti’s fingers tried to close around my bulge.

“Please, don’t, not here, please stop.”

Masti gave me a last squeeze and returned to their table amidst the hoots of Sophia and Aida.

I turned to sally. “You told didn’t you!?”

“Ssssh baby, it’s okay.”

“How could you? Goddamn it sally, they’ll treat me like some freak.”

“But you’re my freak honey and I love you.” Sally tried to hold me close.

Suddenly there was a large mass appearing to our right. “It looks like you bitches need some help?”

The voice belonged to a shortcropped bulky dyke with tattoos down both arms and a bandana across her forehead. ”I could treat you both well.” She said, her hands on both our hips.

Sally turned to me “Should we go with Bertha here, or stick with me and my friends?”

I glared at Sally “maybe I will. Maybe Bertha will treat me better, maybe…”

Sally was smiling, her wicked devilish smile that always disarmed me.

“Yeah slut,” the dyke growled, pushing Sally aside, “you come with me and I’ll show you what a real woman can do for you.” She tried to pull me close and I began to struggle.

Sally gave the dyke a light tap on her arm and told her to let go of me. The dyke did but it was in preparation of decking Sally. Big mistake. Sure, sally was dressed in all frills but the dyke was in for a surprise. Sally let her throw a punch, but she slapped it to one side, causing the dyke to follow through into empty air. Sally’s left however, circled around and fell precisely on the dyke’s right ear, completing the momentum and sending the dyke crashing through the crowd.

The dyke bellowed and rushed. Sally’s judo and karate training allowed her easily to slip to one side and her right fist landed to the dykes exposed ribs. As she bent from the pain, Sally stepped in, pushed the dyke’s head down and at the same time brought her knee up. The thud of the dyke hitting the floor on her ass and then flat on her back was like thunder. Our little show was now the center of attention. I grabbed sally’s hand and pulled her away. We were joined by the three other girls and we slipped out of the club as fast as we could.

Sally was pumped and dancing around. Her girlfriends were equally excited. Aida hailed a cab and I had to pull Sally into the back with me just as the club’s door exploded open and the dyke charged out into the night searching for us. We had the doors closed and the cab just pulling out when the dyke slammed the trunk of the cab.

“Hurry!” I screamed and the driver took off in a shot.

Sally was laughing and bouncing on the seat. Masti and Sophia were crushed in with us, Aida was in the front. Sally turned in the seat and covered my mouth her own, pushing her tongue between my lips, her hand massaging my left breast. I was going to protest but she was so excited and it was kind of thrilling. I responded in kind. Sally maneuvered so that she was against the door, putting me between her and Masti. I felt another pair of hands on me and I broke my kiss with Sally to find Masti checking my right breast out, her hand sliding up my exposed midriff and cupping my breast through the light bodice.

Masti bent her face forward and kissed me, lightly. I turned to look at Sally and she nodded yes. Masti pulled my face towards her again and she began to kiss me more eagerly. The cab ride was intoxicating but short. We pulled up to a four-story brownstone and we slipped out of the cab. The cabby wanted to know if we needed a guy but Sally assured him they had all the cock we needed. I blushed madly.

It turned out that the three girls lived together here, in an apartment on the second floor. It was actually very nice; a separate kitchen, dining and livingroom. Each of the girls had a bedroom. While I wondered the flat, more drinks were served and Sally called me into the kitchen. Sally was dangling the small chain in her hand, smiling at me again in her sexy way. She beckoned to me with a crooked finger and I came to her. Sally fastened the chain into my collar and drew my neck forward till she was able to kiss me. Her lips were sweet with wine and she pushed some into my mouth.

I felt the collar being tugged a different direction and I saw Masti had the chain in her hand and was pulling me towards her. Our lips met again, her hands sliding over my back and down my arms.

Sophia had the chain next and she pulled me tight against her. Aida’s turn next, the chain passed around and around until I was dizzy with all their attention. Sometime during the circle, it was decided to cast off clothes. Each girl took a turn to peel something off me and I found them to be equally undressed each time I came around.

I was in front of Sophia when they discovered my girdle. I wore the white outfit only now but with my control girdle over the panties. “Watch girls.” Said Sally as she knelt behind me. Her fingers curled into the tight waistband and she wiggled the girdle carefully down over my hips and along my legs. I stepped out of it.

I watched the girl’s faces carefully, watching for their reaction to the obvious bulge in my sheer panties. Its head was trying to come out of the top of my panties, swelling ever larger now that it had been released form its prison.

I heard the soft clicking sound and found myself chained at the collar. Sally had brought along her little chain and had fastened it to my collar. She tugged it, placed her finger under my chin and smiled mischievously.

“I think you shall be our slave tonight Shannon. I think it will be your duty to give all four of us pleasure. What do you think of that my pet?”

“Yes Sally, I shall do whatever you say.”

She kissed me gently, whispered a soft thank you in my ear and then backed away. With a sharp tug she led me from the kitchen and into the living room. Sally told the girls to sit down. Sally walked around me, her fingers sliding over my lingerie. “Now girls,” she began, “I have a rare treat for you tonight. My little pet will serve all our needs tonight. She will not only do anything you tell her, but she will suffer anything you do.”

That made me shiver.

“My little whore has special talents. Shannon is not only skilled with fingers and tongue…but…” Sally grasped the panties on my right hip and ripped the flimsy material from me. I gasped in surprise. The three girls gasped in pleasure as my hard cock bounced straight out at them.

Sally strolled in front of me, her fingers trailing over my shaft. “Shannon has a beautiful cock. It works just like a male’s and produces a huge amount of jism. But there are no testicles and no sperm. Shannon also has the tightest cunt you’ll ever find. Now, we can do this any number of ways; as a group or individuals. I suggest individually at first for she is our slut for the night.”

Sally pulled me by the chain over to Aida. “Shannon, sit!”

I sat down on my knees, Aida’s legs parted before me.

“Shannon, eat!”

And I did. I intended to do my best for Sally, to please her friends. I wanted to please them, I wanted to eat and suck on each of their cunts. I could hear Aida’s exclamations as I would alternately suck and lick her huge cunt lips. And when I found her hard clit, she screamed with pleasure.

“Enough!”

I was yanked away from Aida and I wiped my wet chin with the back of my hand. Sally walked me like some pet to Sophia.

“Eat!”

Sophia shuffled her ass to the edge of the couch and I devoured her. Her cunt was already well lubricated and so I changed my methods. I pushed my tongue into her snatch as far as I could while my nose nudged around until I found her clit. I wiggled it and pushed at it. Sophia was calling out like some whore “Oh fuck, fuck me slut, fuck me!”

“Enough!”

Sophia protested but Sally assured her I would be back. When I crawled my way to Masti’s chair, I observed her fingering herself already. Masti called to me “Come here pet, come eat me.”

I didn’t have to ordered to eat. And Masti was quite eager for me too. She grabbed my hair and pulled me against her wet snatch. “Fuck, fuck yes, come on pet, fuck me, make me cum!”

“Slow Shannon, slow down.” Sally commanded. But I was in heat.

Slap! A hand fell across my nearly bare ass. “Slow down I said.” But I couldn’t stop. I went to reach for my aching cock but another slap fell across my ass cheeks. “Don’t touch yourself! You can’t touch yourself. Now stop.”

But I kept eating Masti and she kept grinding her snatch into my face, her hands still knotted into my hair.

“God damn it, I said stop!” the chain was yanked hard and I had to back off. I sat back on my heals and watched as Masti leaned back, closed her eyes and rubbed her clit madly, exploding in an orgasm that made her sex juice leak out around her fingers.

“My turn, my turn!” squealed Aida. I found Aida lying on the coffee table and immediately put my wet face between her legs. From my point of view I watched as Sophia crawled over and began to suck a nipple. Masti suddenly appeared at Aida’s head and straddled her face. My owner, Sally, pushed my legs apart and knelt behind me, grinding her hips against my ass as if she was the one with the cock and was fucking me while I ate Aida.

Aida’s thighs suddenly clamped around my ears and she spasmed, one after another. I could barely move until she was done.

Sally stepped away from me and I was able to back away. Masti was grinding her snatch into Aida’s mouth, whose hands were digging into Masti’s flesh.

“Please Sally, let her fuck me, please.” begged Sophia.

“Would my pet like to fuck my friend?” asked Sally.

“Yes, please.”

“Sophia, get up on the sofa, back to us. Put your foot up on the cushion; put the other one on the floor. There, good, now fuck her my horny pet!”

I was standing behind Sophia now and I grasped my cock in one hand and pulled her ass cheek over a little with the other. I eased the trembling cock into her wet snatch and Sophia immediately pushed back to engulf me hard. She was really hot and horny, bucking and pushing against me. If I wasn’t so long, I bet I would have popped out at times.

Sophia was going to cum quickly, well before me, except I looked back and saw Sally kneeling behind me. Sally began to push her face between my cheeks, tonguing both cunt and ass. Sophia and I were swearing and being very vocal with our impeding climaxes.

“Oh, oh, oh fuck, I’m cuming, I’m cuming, aaaargh!” Sophia held herself tight as she finally came.

“Me too, me too!” I called out, the fingers in both my holes driving me over the edge.

“Show us, show us Shannon.” Aida and Masti were beside us watching, stroking and kissing each other. And when I could stand no more, I pulled out from Sophia, grabbed my cock and with a few expert strokes, exploded all over Sophia’s backside.

It pooled at the base of her spine and dribbled over her ribs. Masti and Aida bent down and licked some, probably curious as to its taste.

Sally was standing behind me now, and pressed her body against mine. “My good little girl, my good little pet. You were so obedient. Did everyone enjoy her?”

“My, yes.” “Fuck yes” “ I want some more.”

I blushed with pleasure.

“Shannon, there’s one here you didn’t give pleasure. Please do so now.” And with the chain in her hand, she guided me down the hall and into one of the bedrooms. Sally slid up onto the bed and pulled the chain towards her. We kissed, softly but deep. “I love you Shannon. Are you okay with all this?”

“Yes, sally, anything for you.”

“Good.” She smiled at me, “now eat.”

And I did. By the time the sun rose, all three other girls had visited us and Masti had hauled me from the bed. I woke in the morning to find Masti holding me in a spoon position and snoring softly.

I slid out from under her arm and padded down the hall. I had an urgent need to pee but I had to find Sally first. She was still in the first bedroom but Sophia and her were locked in an embrace, asleep.

I left them in search of the bathroom and as I past the kitchen, I was startled by Aida calling to me.

“Good morning.”

“Jeez, you scared me!”

“Sorry. Coffee is ready.” She was standing next to the counter in an open Chinese embroidered gown, the curves of her breasts revealed and her small dark patch of fur. “Is that a “I need to go pee” hardon, or a “happy to see me” hardon?”

I looked down and saw that I was fairly erect. “Both! But for now, could you tell me where the bathroom is?”

She laughed and told me it was one more down on my right. As I made my way there, I was thinking this was going to be a great morning too.

End – so far

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