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The night ended late. Cheeky vimto’s and shots of tequila and a drunken duo staggering back up the hill toward the dark estates on the hill. It was the early hours of the morning and we decided to go back to Michelle’s place for further drinks. The night had started out well, fun times in a few pubs — but had soon degenerated into drinking shots and slumping in the corner of a seedy little nightclub, chatting closely, our heads resting against each other.

‘Truth or Dare’ I said, swinging around a lamppost and launching myself into the middle of the road. Thankfully there was no traffic. ‘When was the last time you had sex?’

‘Oh, no you don’t. You’re not going to do that to me.’ Michelle leaned in close, ‘First I start thinking about it — then I start thinking about how long it’s been — and then you come up with some sneaky plan to have your wicked way with me. Oh no, you hairy old baboon, I’m going to take the dare on this one!’

I laughed it off, my stomach dropping as she so clearly read my intentions, and made up some dare about watching a horror movie back at her place.

We staggered through the dark streets of Douglas, singing as we went, and stumbled through the doors of Michelle’s house. We slumped on the couch, flicking thru the channels until we found a vaguely interesting film to watch. Michelle nestled her head into my chest, and I casually ran my fingers through her hair. Minutes passed and Michelle’s breathing deepened into a rhythmic pattern. She was asleep.

Looking down her body I noticed that her jeans had ridden down and I had an amazing view of her tanned, gorgeous ass. She had gone ‘commando’ — and there was no visible pantyline or thong. Soft and tempting, her arse looked like the curve of a peach and all I wanted to do was have a taste!

With drunken tomfoolery in mind, I finger-walked my hand down her back and to the curve of her ass cheeks. I told myself I shouldn’t, as I stroked her warm skin, looking for a sign that she was waking up. My fingers stretched down, slipping under the material of her jeans, extending down and stroking along the crease, back up and around her cheeks until sliding back up to the small of her back. I continued this for a few minutes, then decided to get adventurous, and slid a finger down to the top of her thighs, then ran it along her bottom until – –

Michelle moaned and shifted her position. She pulled away slightly and I retracted my hand, holding my breath for her to wake and slap me across the face. There was no slap, and her eyelids fluttered closed and she slumped back onto my chest, falling a little into the crease of the sofa. She sighed, and I groaned.

The horror movie was rubbish and my attention returned once more to the sultry goddess next to me. Michelle had settled into a deep rhythmic snooze, cuddling close to me, laying her arm across my chest. I was getting bored of the film, but was enjoying samsun escort the closeness with this gorgeous woman, knowing that I would rarely be so close to any beautiful creature like this again. At least, not without clutching a handful of tenners.

I glanced down at her angelic face, red lips pouting, brown hair draped over her neck and shoulders, lightly tanned features and delicate nose. She seemed to be murmuring in her sleep. She fidgeted slightly and moved again, falling into a natural pose, but her top had slipped and I caught sight of her huge breasts, pushed forward and straining against the lacy bra.

My mouth went dry as I stared at those magnificent breasts. They swelled with each breath, lush and inviting, two golden brown orbs of delight. I could feel my cock hardening, growing and pushing against her belly as she lay against me, almost painful as the tip scraped the hem of my coarse jeans.

Bloody hell, I thought, Well, in for a penny, in for a pound. I carefully pulled my left arm free and lay a hand on her shoulder. She didn’t stir. Tracing my hand down her arm and up again, I splayed my fingers wide and brushed them along her neckline, the littlest finger rising on the swell of her breast, then dipping into her cleavage and up again over the other breast. I continued this a few more times, casually trailing my fingers lower and lower, feeling the heat from my own palms rub against her skin. And then, before I realised it, I slid my palm under her bra and cupped her breast in my hand. Oh my God, you idiot. What have you done?

I gently caressed her skin, my thumb stroking a wide arc whilst my hand ran sweet, slow circular motions around her bosom, grazing the nipple with my fingers, amazed at it turned from a soft button to a hardening nugget. I tweaked it gently between the meat of my fingers and it firmed up, becoming erect and responsive under my touch.

I felt like a teenager again, as if I was discovering what a woman looks like, feels like, responds to — and all for the very first time. I was completely lost in my own world when Michelle murmured something and I froze. A smile curled the edges of her lips and she mumbled something again, some sleep-talking nonsense. I was sure she was still asleep, and perhaps she was dreaming.

‘Do you have a hard on?’ She murmured, the words coming out quiet and slurred.

There was no denying it. If she was asleep, then I could be as honest as I liked. My hand massaged her breast, the tips of my fingers grazing her skin, marking them with slight, white scratches.

‘Mmmmm’, she muttered. She shifted position and her hand brushed against the hardness in my pants as I lay on my back. She nudged my cock again, and I gasped as the tender flesh caught against some material. It was as hard as a steel rod, peeking out from beneath the top of my jeans. Straining against siirt escort the material and leering out like a drunken sailor.

Then, something strange happened. Whether she was in mid dream, or still lost within a drunken stupour, but her fingers gripped either side of the material binding my cock. She finger walked down the length, scratching gently over my balls with her long fingernails. She murmured again, but I couldn’t catch her words this time. But her tongue protruded from her mouth slightly, and she wet her lips.

Michelle gripped my cock with thumb and three fingers, still swaddled within my jeans, and ran her hand along the ridge it made and to the gap at the top where it now poked out, the purple head straining to be freed. Her brow creased, and her fingers played across my cockhead, almost as if she was measuring the dimensions, the width and circumference. Her nails scoring down the edge and I gasp, a small leak of precum spurting onto her fingers. She rubbed the tips of her fingers together and, almost absentmindedly, trailed them over her luscious lips and slipped them inside her mouth.

I was dumbfounded. I could only watch, holding my breath, as Michelle’s hand returned to the bulge in my jeans, deftly unbuttoning the top of my jeans, the rest of the buttons pinging open and, like a humpback whale cresting the water, my cock sprang up, grateful for sweet release.

It bounced around, free and proud, leaning from one side to the other like a tree trunk sprouting from my course pubic bush. Michelle groped blindly around, her hand accidentally batting my rigid member before her fingers find purchase and she gripped it.

With a delicate touch Michelle laced her fingers around my cock, stroking down to the base, then slowly, teasingly, up to the glans of the head. She purred quietly to herself, snuggling closer into me whilst her hand rose up and down my glistening cock. Her eyes were still closed, still in some semi-sleeping state. At intervals she would rasp her fingers over the purple head, causing me to flex and twinge, then resume her strokes up and down.

‘Truth or Dare’ Michelle whispered throatily.

To tell you the truth, I didn’t know whether she was awake or still half asleep and dreaming of Brad Pitt or whoever. Not that I cared. And anyway, I didn’t want to say anything to spoil the moment, which I am apt to do — so I went for the safe option.

‘Dare.’ I said quietly.

Michelle smiled. I have never known a woman with such a beautiful smile, impish and sexy at the same time.

‘A dare. Well, I dare you to . . .’ she paused, her hand still working on my member, teasingly, . . . ‘cum on my face.’

‘You want me to . . . what?’

With her eyes still closed, and a dreamy, sexy smile, Michelle rose up and kissed the tip of my cock. Her tongue flicked out and lapped around the plum shaped sinop escort head, curling around it as a snakes body might encompass its victim.

Her lips parted, and her warm, wet mouth engulfed my cockhead and slid down the shaft, teeth and lips grazing the veins. She moved slowly, brushing her luscious long brown hair to one side so that I could watch, her cheeks sucking a vacuum as she inched down. And down. And down.

Christ, she was almost at the base of my cock. Her eyes were half closed, her hands gripping my thighs, her mouth a perfect halo that slipped down the length of my meat. She was deepthroating me. And then, once she had reached the base of my cock, pausing to enjoy the sensation of my swollen member wedged within her throat, she began to suck me off in earnest.

She sucked and stroked my cock, massaging my balls, stimulating me with a touch and a sigh, scratching my abs with her fingernails whilst bobbing up and down in my lap. All thoughts were blown from my mind as I squirmed and panted and gasped at the oral pleasures this beautiful woman was performing. The all-consuming and utter intensity felt like the world had withdrawn and I was suspended here, outside of reality, with Michelle working on my throbbing cock.

All reservation or sense of awkwardness were now forgotten, and I was lost in Michelle’s mouth. My breath quickened and Michelle responded, her lips slurping down the length, slick wet with juices. Sucking, pumping, stroking, thrusting; she played the tension within me.

‘I’m close.’ I gasped.

Michelle swivelled her body round so she was facing me, a smile on her face as she plunged down, impaling herself on my iron rod. She winked at me and gripped my balls gently.

My cock pulsed, and Michelle expertly flexed her fingers, rising so that her lips sucked at the head, pursing as if awaiting a kiss. She thrust her hand down the length of my shaft. One.

Rising up then down again. Two.

She pierced me with her eyes, smouldering looks and red lips pouting, her mouth half open and her tongue poking out like a cat. Three.

The tension built up within my lower belly, my thighs began to shake and my legs tightened hard, toes curling and pelvis bucking upwards. It was winding me tighter and tighter, a spring coiled, hot and heavy and rising to a volcanic heat. My back arched and I gasped as the moment rose up.

A calmness enveloped me as the first contractions spasmed upwards, my cock jerked and a long ribbon of white hot cum arced high onto Michelle’s nose and cheek and mouth. She plunged her hand down and a second stream splashed against her lips and cheek, dripping down to her chin.

Again my cock flexed, another spurt, and another, and another. Michelle giggled as she waved my cock around like a firehose, catching the translucent droplets on her face and breasts, cum spraying wildly.

I sat back, chest heaving for air, the last of the tremors leaving my body, like the aftershocks of an earthquake.

‘Oh my god, Shellie. That was — that was –‘

‘Yes, I know,’ Shellie smiled impishly, ‘I am good, aren’t I. Anyway, it was the only thing I could think of to stop you groping me and send you off home!’

‘???’ I said.

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Lilly decided to get rid of Matt. After all, she was getting laid by a bunch of real men so why did she need him? She decided to go home and tell him.

“Matt wasn’t a good lay anyway,” she thought, but deep down she knew he was better than any of these other men. She missed caning his ass. She got wet thinking of it.

She sent Matt a text message telling him to get over to her house right away. He didn’t respond. She texted him again. He still didn’t respond. She called him. It went to voice mail. She started to get angry.

She went to school looking for him. She couldn’t find him anywhere. She started asking people if anyone had seen him and found out he was with Linda. She stormed over to Linda’s apartment. She pounded on the door.

Linda opened the door. “Where’s Matt!” Lilly yelled.

“He’s mine!” Linda responded. Lilly pushed Linda into the apartment.

“I found him. I fucked him first. I made him what he is. Give him back!” Lilly realized she really wanted Matt now that Linda had him.

Lilly started hitting Linda, ripping her clothes. Linda hit back, ripping Lilly’s clothes. Pretty soon, they were both mostly naked. Lilly got tired from fighting.

Linda looked her over. “Nice body,” she thought. She could see what Matt liked about Lilly.

“I’d do her,” Lilly thought when she looked at Linda’s near-nude body.

Lilly charged at Linda again, swinging and hitting. Lilly grabbed her and kissed her full on the lips, pushing her tongue in as she did so. Linda, shocked, responded. She threw her arms around Lilly, kissing her back. They fell to the floor, kissing and licking.

It didn’t take long before Linda’s head was between Lilly’s legs. She started sucking and licking Lilly’s clit. Lilly screamed. No man had even made her feel this good, not even Matt. She grabbed Linda’s head and held her there. The licking continued until Lilly came. She passed out.

Linda looked at Lilly’s nude body. Out came her phone. She started taking pictures, just for her own enjoyment. Then she fingered herself while Lilly regained consciousness.

Linda put her pussy next to Lilly’s mouth and pushed. Lilly stuck her tongue into Linda. “Not as nice as Matt’s dick, but Lilly sure knows what to do.”

No sooner had she thought that but an orgasm overcame her. She shuddered from the pleasure. The two girls went back to kissing and exploring each others bodies.

They laid in bed, touching and caressing each other. Lilly started licking Linda’s boobs. Linda’s nipples got erect and her pussy got hot. Linda played with Lilly’s clit. Lilly moaned.

Linda asked, “Why do you treat Matt so badly? He’s such a great guy.”

Lilly moaned from şırnak escort the pleasure she was getting from Linda and from the pleasure she got while thinking about hitting Matt. She tearfully told Linda about the jerks who fucked her at the start of the school year.

“I decided to get even with guys for that.” She left out the part of torturing her brother. She got wet thinking of her brother again.

Lilly explained that she grabbed some guy at school and decided to torture him. She took a guy she would never have looked at before. Lilly told her of the things she did to him at the restaurant and how she had the waitress help. Linda knew about the waitress since she had seen the videos on Emily’s phone but didn’t tell Lilly.

Linda increased the pressure on Lilly’s clit as Lilly spoke. From both Linda’s hand and Lilly’s memories, Lilly came. Linda held her as she did.

Linda said “We can’t tell Matt about this. It would kill him.” Lilly agreed, and then she started licking Linda’s clit. Linda held Lilly’s head as she licked. Linda thought about how great Matt was at licking her and started to cum. Lilly felt Linda cumming and increased her efforts. Linda decided that Matt was better at this than Lilly was, but she’ll let Lilly do this again. Lilly came a little from what she was doing.

Lilly told Linda that she was done with Matt, that Linda could have him. “Just let me have one last time with him, please,” she begged. Linda said ok, not knowing what Lilly had planned.

Lilly added that she’d like to keep coming back to Linda for more of this. Linda agreed, saying that she was having a great time.

Lilly texted Matt and told him to be at the bar that night. He should be there at 8:00 pm, promptly. She warned him what would happen if he was late. Lilly texted Linda she wanted to buy Linda a drink and could she meet her at the bar. Could Linda meet her at 8:30? She didn’t tell Matt or Linda about the other.

Lilly got to the bar early and told Emily she was expecting Matt and another girl. “Put them a different tables. I want to surprise them.” A quick lick of Emily’s lips, and off Lilly went. Emily’s nipples got hard at the lick. She liked Lilly, but she couldn’t wait to get back to Henry.

Matt arrived and Emily caressed his dick as she walked him to his table. He was fully erect by the time he got there. Linda showed up and Emily took her by the hand as she brought her to her table. Linda got wet at Emily’s touch. Linda was very confused. She’d never thought about sex with a woman until she was fighting with Lilly, and now she was aroused at just holding the waitress’ hand.

Lilly was rubbing Matt’s sivas escort dick as they sat there. Emily came over and motioned that Linda was there also. Lilly took Matt’s hand and walked him over to Linda’s table. They sat down next to Linda.

Linda asked, “What the hell is going on here?”

Lilly said “I told you, I wanted one more time with Matt before I gave him up to you.”

Matt’s head was spinning. Was it true? No more Lilly? He and Linda would be together without her bothering them? He didn’t know if he should be glad or not.

Linda said she was leaving, but Lilly told her not to go.

“I might get Matt to stay with me if you go.” So Linda sat down, unsure of what to do. Lilly helped her decide what to do. She took Linda’s hand and put it on Matt’s dick. Lilly put her own hand on Linda’s boob. Matt joined in, touching each woman on their pussies.

Each woman started to moan from his now expert touch. As he rubbed, Lilly and Linda both jerked Matt’s dick. As they came, they pumped him faster. He moaned, jerked his hips, and came on their hands.

Emily caught it all on her phone. “Weird people,” she thought. But she was enjoying the show. Matt noticed that Lilly didn’t hit him as he came.

After they were done and Matt was cleaned, they all left to go back to Lilly’s house. Matt slowly undressed Linda, licking her as each part of her body was uncovered. He then undressed Lilly, but this time it was Linda doing the licking. Then, both women undressed Matt, both of them licking as they went.

Matt’s dick was pulsing and dripping. Linda decided to suck his pre-cum. He was having trouble standing. As he dropped to the floor, Lilly put her pussy on his mouth, facing Linda. Linda’s mouth was on Matt’s dick with her pussy facing Lilly. Lilly started sucking Linda as Matt sucked her as Linda sucked Matt.

They were sucking in unison. They were moaning in unison. They came in unison. Matt was the first to fall asleep. They both ran their fingers along his body as he slept. Then they both ran their fingers along each others bodies.

Lilly’s nipples were sticking out. Linda sucked them. Linda’s clit was throbbing. Lilly sucked it. It didn’t take long for the two of them to cum again. This time, they curled up against Matt and fell asleep.

Matt dreamed he was screwing Lilly. He dreamed Linda was watching. He dreamed Linda was caressing Lilly’s boobs as he fucked. Lilly was screaming in ecstasy. He woke up from Lilly’s screams and realized he hadn’t been dreaming. He had been screwing Lilly in his sleep. She really was screaming and Linda really was rubbing Lilly’s boobs. Matt was in heaven. He pulled tekirdağ escort out of Lilly and Linda rubbed his dick. He came all over Lilly’s boobs.

“Life is good,” he thought.

…

Emily wasn’t going to tell Henry about what was going on at the bar. He was too young to understand that she was just having a good time with those strange people. It didn’t change how she felt about him. She also didn’t want them to do anything strange to Henry. She needed to rescue him. He’d been through enough. She was afraid he would leave her. She wanted him to stay and he needed somewhere to stay.

But now she was horny. When she got home Henry was asleep. She climbed into bed and gently rubbed his dick until he was erect. She climbed on, slowly and quietly. She didn’t want to wake him. She just needed a good fuck. Up and down she went. Even though he was asleep, his hands came up and rubbed her breasts. As her breathing got faster she felt his dick tense up inside her. She stopped, waiting for his dick to calm down. Then she started again, up and down, trying very hard to be quiet. Again she felt his dick tense up. Again she paused. Again he calmed down. Up and down she went, this time she decided to keep going until she came. All the pent up excitement from Lilly, Matt, Linda, and humping Henry caused her to shriek as she collapsed on him and her pussy clutched his dick.

Henry woke up as he came. He wrapped his arms around her. He was smiling. “If only we could stay like this forever,” he said.

She kissed him, long and passionately. “I want you to stay forever,” she replied.

They held each other as they both felt his dick rise again. He flipped her on her back. He kissed each of her eyes. He licked her lips. He sucked on each ear. He licked her shoulders. He sucked on her fingers. He kissed behind each ear. But he didn’t thrust in and out. He just stayed deep inside of her.

He felt her pussy clench around his dick. He moaned from the pleasure her pussy was giving him. He rubbed her breasts and her nipples stood straight up. He sucked each of them. She moaned as he did that. She tightened her pussy around his dick. She tried moving under him but she was trapped.

She kept clenching her pussy as his mouth explored her skin. She couldn’t think of anything but this gorgeous, loving man inside of her. She grabbed him as she orgasmed. She cried quietly as she came.

After she came, Henry started to fuck her with passion. She wrapped her arms around him, trying to hold on. He was pumping as fast as he could. He could feel his balls rising up. He could feel his dick getting larger. He thought his head was going to explode. He growled and started to pump his cum into her. She screamed from the pleasure she felt. She came once more.

When he finished, he rolled off of her. He started kissing her, starting at her feet up to her face. He never wanted to stop touching her. When he reached her face, she wrapped her arms around him, kissed him, and they fell asleep like that.

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****This is my first submission that I have ever made to Literotica, I wrote this as a challenge to finish a story that a couple on a forum my wife and I belong to, that this couple had started out like this and asked if anyone wanted to finish the story: It was a very steamy evening and I wondered out on the balcony in my negligee the light from the bedroom illuminating from behind me. Drinking a sip of the iced tea in my hand I then set the glass down and take an ice cube and slowly run it along my throat and lower in between the hills of my buxomy cleavage….

Obviously I slightly changed the opening for what I posted here to better fit what I envisioned though I did post on the other forum with the way the couple had worded the start of the story. Some of what is in the story is based upon personal experience between my wife and I and the rest well as my wife puts it that is his imagination at work. Hope everyone enjoys!!!****

It was a steamy evening typical of what a summer’s night feels like by the ocean before the ocean breezes start blowing in off the ocean. I had wondered out onto our balcony in my baby doll negligee, the light from the bedroom illuminating me from behind. Taking a sip of the iced tea in my hands, I thought about everything that had happened today, remembering how you had pleasured my body just hours before on this very balcony. I sat down the glass and took an ice cube from it slowly running it over my lips, down along my throat and then slowly rubbing it between my breast slowly the ice van escort starts to melt and little drops of water start to run down my body, the feeling of each little droplet of water running down my body reminding me of the way you had caressed and touched my body in ways that no one ever had before. Just the thought of your touch was quickly getting me excited again; my nipples stiffening as I slowly ran the last of the quickly melting ice cube over them.

When we had made love earlier that evening you touched me and got inside of my head in ways I had never allowed anyone to before. It was almost as if you knew exactly what I wanted even though we had only just met days before. Almost as silent as a gentle breeze moving through the tree, you slowly approach me from behind joining me out on the balcony. As if you knew what my mind was thinking you slowly ran your hands down from my shoulders along the sides of my body down to my hips and back up again until your arms were wrapped around my body just below my breast. Feeling you holding me this way again was almost too much, my body and mind longing to feel you inside me once again in every sense of that word. As the last traces of sunlight slowly disappeared from the sky, a warm gentle breeze blew in from the ocean slowly caressing my body in the same gentle manner that your hands had only hours before and were now doing. As if you knew exactly what I wanted you to do you slowly ran one hand down my body to just above my knee and yalova escort slowly picked me up and turned carrying me back inside, gently you set me down beside the bed softly kissing my lips, each and every touch of your hands making my body ache for more. Ever so slowly you untied the single knot that held together the two sides of my baby doll negligee; slowly you slid it down my arms until it dropped onto the floor below. I stood there feeling you looking upon my body the same way you had just hours before with a look of unbridled passion, lust and desire.

Slowly you pull me toward your body, my heart beating as if it could explode, the touch of our naked flesh sending shock waves throughout my body. As if I were a flower being kissed by the morning dew, you softly kiss my lips and neck your hands slowly tracing the outlines of my body. As you gently caress my breast I groan out loud with pleasure at the touch of your hands, my body begging and aching for more than just the touch of your flesh, longing for the fulfillment of a burning desire that you had kindled deep inside me.

Gently you lay me down upon the bed and I let out a gasp as you slowly run your hands down the curves of my body and rain kisses down on my neck and breast as you proceed down the length of my body with your lips. My body responding in silent acknowledgement of what you are doing to me I gently rock my hips against your body begging for you to be inside me once more. Sensing that I need you yozgat escort inside me once again you position yourself between my legs slowly you start to pump your hips against my body each thrust of your hips met by my own in response. Moaning out loud with pleasure, as I feel you filling every inch of me, with every thrust my breathing quickens, each thrust sending waves of extraordinary pleasure throughout our bodies, our tongues dancing as we passionately kiss, our bodies slowly intertwining. Groaning and screaming out loud, I feel our bodies move start to move as one, my body quivering as you plunge yourself deep inside of me. I feel your body start to stiffen, inside me I feel you pulsating quaking; faster and harder I pump my hips against your every thrust, our bodies united in the grips of ecstasy, faster and faster you thrust yourself inside of me my mind exploding as I feel you release inside of me. I scream out loud as my orgasm washes over my body consuming my whole body and mind within its grips. Moaning in pleasure I collapse against your body, our bodies having realized total release, as you take me in your arms and slowly pull my body tightly against your chest.

Wave upon waves of orgasms continue to rock my body as I silently lay there in your arms, my body quivering and shaking as you gently kiss my lips. Laying my head against your chest as you gently caress my body I look up at you and whisper the words “I love you”, your touch against my body saying those exact same words though they are unspoken. Through the bedroom window a warm gentle ocean breeze caresses our bodies as we both lay there in each others arms our bodies pressed together as if we were one. Slowly I feel my body secure in your arms finally stopping it’s shaking, as the gentle breeze slowly lulls our bodies to sleep in each others arms.

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Jack understood why people said they couldn’t tell the two girls apart. Maybe it was because he was in love with one that he could always say which was which. Kat and Ann were identical twins to almost everyone, including their parents, yet not to Jack and Kyle.

Kyle had been with Kat for five years when Jack first met Ann. They had a blossoming romance in college and over the years. Even considering that, the girls did try fooling the boys, but to no avail. Jack knew Ann and Kyle knew Kat.

Both girls were tall, brunette, fair skinned with grey-blue eyes. They occasionally wore their hair differently and had distinct styles in clothes. Though they occasionally ‘borrowed’ clothes from the other. Jack and Kyle were distinctly different.

Kyle was 5′ 6″, stocky with short brown hair and wore hoodies and jeans. Jack was 6′ 5″, lean, with shaggy unkempt brown hair and wore band t-shirts. Kat had been with Kyle for seven years and Jack had been with Ann for two.

The girls lived together, with Jack and Kyle visiting frequently. Typically Ann worked mornings through to the night, while Kat got a lighter, more flexible workload. Kyle visited Kat during the day while Jack typically stayed over after Ann had worked into the night.

One Friday morning, Jack woke early to find the bed empty as usual, but realised it was still early. He got up in the hopes of catching his girlfriend before she left. He carefully padded downstairs and saw her in her black leather jacket, standing at the sink.

The morning sun cast a golden shimmer across her auburn tresses. Jack tiptoed towards her until he was right behind her. He wrapped his arms around her and placed his hands on her smooth stomach.

“Morning,” Jack greeted her and gently pulled her back into him.

Kat froze. Jack assumed she was Ann.

She was unused to being held in the arms of a man taller than her and she felt herself unconsciously lean into him, despite her conscience chiding her.

‘Jack is Ann’s boyfriend! What the hell are you doing?’ her conscience thought.

‘It’s just a hug,’ Kat reasoned.

Jack’s hands drifted from her stomach up her chest. She was wearing an Arcade Fire t-shirt that Jack had gotten Ann. His hands reached her breasts and squeezed. Jack felt Kat’s slightly larger bust and registered something was different. Before he could go further, Kat softly moaned which distracted Jack.

‘Just a hug?’ her conscience snapped.

‘Well, it’s not like we’ve done anything too bad,’ Kat reassured herself dishonestly as she felt her hips grind into Jack’s crotch.

Jack felt Kat grind back into him and his cock began to stir.

His hands drifted down to her hips and gripped briefly before he pressed his right hand into the centre of her back.

Kat followed Jack’s guidance and bent over, her ass pressing into his crotch further.

Jack noticed she was wearing Kat’s favourite pair of jeans. Not that he minded, her ass almost seemed tighter than usual.

Jack started rocking his hips, grinding his growing cock into her ass.

Kat felt herself dampen at Jack’s assertiveness in bending her over and his slow thrusting.

Jack felt an urge come over him.

He brought his right hand back and slapped Kat’s ass.

It was firm but not hard, making more noise than anything else.

Kat shivered and a small moan escaped her. She had never been slapped on the ass before. She realised she might like it.

Jack was surprised that Ann would enjoy that so he did it again.

Kat moaned softly again.

‘This is escalating,’ her conscience snapped.

‘That’s it. Nothing’s going to happen,’ Kat lied to herself. She was curious to see what would happen. She had never considered Jack before in this context, now, she was curious to what her twin’s boyfriend could do.

She flicked her hair back and over her right shoulder as she straightened up with a curve of her spine.

Jack felt his cock stiffen at this and it pressed into Kat’s ass. He spotted the exposed skin of the nape kızılay escort of her neck. He leaned down and tenderly kissed it.

Kat shivered as her twin’s boyfriend started kissing her neck.

‘What are you doing?’ her conscience asked.

‘Well I think I better make sure this doesn’t get interrupted,’ Kat replied, her conscience being overridden by unexpected arousal.

She reached into her right pocket and pulled her phone out enough so she could see the screen.

She opened messenger and started writing a message.

‘Hey. I’m not feeling great. Could we maybe meet up tonight instead?’ Kat wrote in a message to Kyle.

She waited for a few agonising moments as Jack continued to kiss her neck and pull her into him. She was flush with excitement, eager to be fully involved in this unexpected pleasure again.

‘Hey. That’s fine, feel better. I’ll see you tonight,’ Kyle wrote.

Kat pocketed her phone and put Kyle out of her mind. Jack had pulled her hair away and started kissing the right side of her neck.

Kat moaned at this and she felt his hard length pressed into her ass.

‘Now, let’s see what Jack has for me,’ Kat remarked.

She reached behind her and found Jack’s belt.

She undid it and set to opening his jeans.

Jack reached down her stomach to her jeans.

He unbuttoned her jeans and reached inside.

He could feel damp lace panties.

Jack slipped under the panties and felt the smooth skin and lips of Kat’s pussy.

Kat sighed as her hands reached in and grasped Jack’s thick cock.

‘Well, time to see how much Jack loves Ann,’ Kat thought to herself and turned to face him.

Jack registered it was Kat in front of him.

“Kat! What the fuck?” Jack recoiled, yet Kat still had his cock in her grasp.

“Jack, calm down,” Kat soothed him, while jerking his cock.

“Kat…” Jack growled, his cock betraying him and swelling in her grip.

“Jack. Just let’s see what happens. I’m her twin, so it’s the closest you can get to being with her while cheating on her,” Kat reasoned.

Jack had withdrawn his hands to the waist of her jeans but no further, he was protesting inwardly, but Kat’s hands were stroking him amazingly.

‘What the hell are you thinking?’ Kat’s conscience snapped.

‘I’m seeing if my sister’s boyfriend is good enough for her,’ Kat reasoned.

She eased the jeans down, freeing Jack’s rigid cock to point straight at her.

Without breaking eye contact with her sister’s conflicted boyfriend, she slowly knelt down in front of him. His added height had his cock level with her mouth.

“Kat, I really don’t think we should do this,” Jack warned, despite a dark part of him wondering what his girlfriend’s twin would be like giving him head.

Kat looked up at Jack. She looked almost exactly like her twin, except for the self-assured sexy smile.

“Just a taste,” Kat lied and licked the underside of the head of Jack’s cock.

Jack shivered with pleasure, tingles running down his cock.

Kat saw this and pressed her chances. Before Jack could comment she took the head of his cock between her lips and sucked gently.

“Fuck,” Jack exhaled.

Kat proceeded to lick, kiss and tease Jack all along the length of his cock.

Jack knew despite the moral wrongness of it that he had surrendered to his girlfriend’s sister and her attentions for the moment.

Kat then took his entire length into her mouth. She wasn’t used to a cock this size and her pussy tingled at the thought of her plans for this cock.

She sucked the length of his member loudly, relishing the fact they were alone in the house.

She moaned softly as she pleasured him.

Jack’s right hand went to the back of her head and guided Kat’s depth and pace. His hips began to thrust to meet her. Kat was surprised to feel him become more active and adjusted her technique.

After a few minutes of this, Kat slowly removed his wet cock from maltepe escort her mouth. She kissed it almost reverently and stood.

She looked at Jack. He was flush and out of breath. She took his right hand and guided it to her jeans.

Jack instinctively reached inside and eased his fingers into her panties.

He could feel his conscience stir but his arousal overturned it and he pushed his middle finger inside Kat’s wet pussy.

She smirked and caressed his face with her right hand as he began rubbing her clit.

‘I think Jack is beginning to see things my way,’ Kat remarked.

‘See things your way? Like being open to cheating on your sister?’ Kat’s conscience accused.

‘Well he’s realising that there can be certain differences between twins I suppose, and I plan on showing him some more,’ Kat added.

Jack was focused on exploring Kat’s pussy. She was warm and wet, but her pussy almost felt tighter than her twin’s.

“Jack, how about we head upstairs?” Kat asked innocently, as innocently as she could with her sister’s boyfriend fingering her.

Jack registered this and his conscience berated him, though he knew despite how bad it was that he was curious as to what Kat had in mind.

She took him by the hand and led him from the kitchen and upstairs.

Jack felt his gaze drift to her tight ass and follow it as she led him up the house.

‘Now. To be bad? Or really bad?’ Kat thought to herself.

‘This has gone way too far,’ her conscience chimed in.

‘Mmm, let’s see how far Jack is gone?’ Kat asked herself, registering and ignoring her conscience.

They reached the top of the stairs.

“Jack? Can we not hang out in my room?” Kat asked.

Jack followed the implication.

“Kat. We can’t go into Ann’s room,” Jack hissed.

“Well I can’t have you in my room, because of your aftershave. And I’m wearing her perfume today so there wouldn’t be any difference,” Kat answered reassuringly.

Jack couldn’t argue with Kat’s logic, but he still felt how wrong what Kat was suggesting was.

Kat slowly led her sister’s boyfriend into her twin’s bedroom.

She turned to Jack.

“You need to relax, let me help,” Kat suggested helpfully as she took Jack’s jacket off and softly kissed his neck.

Jack was wrestling with his conscience. He knew his baser urge was just to surrender to Kat, but she was his girlfriend’s twin sister, and they were in his girlfriend’s room. His hands eased Ann’s jacket off Kat and it fell to the floor.

Kat was kissing and nibbling on his neck while her hands were pulling Jack’s t-shirt off, revealing his toned chest.

‘Certainly a nice change,’ Kat chuckled to herself as her hands ran up his lean abdomen.

Jack pulled Ann’s t-shirt off Kat and dropped it to the floor.

The sight of her 36C-29-37 figure in a maroon lace bra gave Jack pause.

He always knew Kat was curvier and her breasts were larger, but seeing her in front of him like this set his pulse racing.

He placed his hands on her ass and squeezed.

Kat giggled and set her hands to unbuttoning his jeans. She felt a change in Jack. His hands roamed her body more freely. She got a wicked idea and looked up at him with her mouth slightly open.

Jack noticed this and without thinking kissed her. She tasted of smooth coffee and what he realised was his own precum. She stretched her tongue into his mouth and wrenched his jeans down.

Jack focused on the kiss while his hands unbuttoned and pulled Kat’s jeans down.

She broke the kiss, their mouths inches apart, breathing heavily.

She pulled down his boxers and grasped his cock. Jack pulled down her panties and admire her shaved pussy.

“You can call me Ann if you want,” Kat murmured, pulling his cock towards her.

‘This is so wrong,’ her conscience cried.

‘Whatever it takes to get him inside me,’ Kat admitted.

She fell back on the bed and pulled Jack towards her.

“No,” Jack mamak escort growled and surrendered to the dark part of him.

He thrust his bare cock between her pussy lips.

Kat moaned as his thick cock plunged inside her. It forced itself into her tightness.

Jack withdrew and thrust again, claiming more of her pussy. She was exquisite, her pussy wrapping around his cock perfectly. She was tighter than her twin and Jack felt the difference.

The initial rush wore off and Kat rolled Jack onto his back and mounted him.

She rolled her hips and used her core to massage his cock while it was inside her.

Jack groaned as her pussy sent waves of pleasure up and down his cock.

He gripped her hips and began thrusting, soon the room was filled with grunts and the sound of their bodies meeting.

Jack enjoyed how Kat responded to his assertive gestures, there was a challenge to them rather than acquiescence.

“So, how do I compare?” Kat chuckled.

“Well, you’re certainly more involved in bed,” Jack admitted as Kat switched positions again so she had greater control.

“You’re not usually this forceful are you?” Kat asked curiously.

“No. But you certainly can handle it,” Jack remarked and slapped her ass.

“Well. It’s fun being handled by a man who knows what he’s doing. Also the fact you’re my twin’s boyfriend and we’re in her bed is really working for me,” Kat sighed, feeling her climax coming.

“Yeah. I’m happy now that I caught you this morning,” Jack confessed and thrust deep inside Kat.

She came at this admission and cried out in pleasure. Her hands gripped the sheets hard and Jack’s cock was coated in her juices.

“Fuck you are hot,” Jack gasped, he could feel his cock tingle in anticipation.

“Mmmm, fuck you are a lot better at that than Kyle. So are you usually fucking my sister without a condom?” Kat asked mischievously.

Jack realised that he was inside her with no condom, his thrusting paused before slowly continuing.

“No, we’re usually very careful,” Jack answered.

“Well, neither of us is doing the right thing here. So we may as well just commit to it, don’t you think?” Kat asked slyly.

Jack felt his heart race at this. He had never done anything like this, he had never cheated on Ann and here he was in her bed with her sister. Her sister suggesting something he had always wanted but never had dared to try.

He started thrusting in and out of her quicker.

‘God, this is so wrong but it feels incredible. I’m curious if he’ll actually do it.’ Kat said to herself as she watched her sister’s boyfriend fuck her adeptly.

Jack felt himself close, he was almost ready when he looked down at Kat. He could nearly convince himself it was Ann. But he couldn’t. Her fuller curves, the way her hair fell down her back, the redness on her ass from Jack’s hand.

He turned her on her back. Kat’s eyes were wide, her cheeks flush, her mouth slightly open and she was breathless.

“Kat, I’m going to cum inside you,” Jack gasped as he went over the edge.

His cock fired a thick jet of his cum inside her tight, welcoming cunt. Kat sighed with pleasure as she felt Jack fire a torrent of his seed inside her.

Jack rolled off and panted. That was the most intense sex he had ever had.

“God that feels incredible,” Kat said and cuddled up against Jack.

He put his arm around her.

“So. We’re going to have to be very careful so they don’t realise that we’ve realised here,” Kat said coyly.

“But how careful are we going to be about it?” Jack asked suggestively.

Kat looked at her twin’s boyfriend, surprised at his implication.

“Well, I suppose if we keep doing it this way there’s no ‘evidence’ to dispose of, so it’s more careful in terms of keeping this quiet, if not in the other way,” Kat chuckled.

“Good,” Jack agreed. He realised if he was going to fool around with Kat then he wanted to do things with her he couldn’t with her sister.

“Would you like to see my room?” Kat asked innocently with the white seed of her sister’s boyfriend filling her.

“Sounds good to me,” Jack agreed, eager to continue his morning with his girlfriend’s twin.

Kat got up from the bed and led her new lover from the room.

Jack followed, eager to see just how identical or not his new lover was to his girlfriend.

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Long before she actually moved into the new house across the street he knew that she was a widow and that she had a child. He had heard all about her one day at the town hall where he renewed his recycle id tag. At the post office he found out that she drove a blue car and was a social worker. Around Christmas time, he stopped by the hardware store and heard that she had been trying to put up Christmas lights and needed to be talked out of buying a long ladder to get up to the gutters. That made him smile.

His house was right across from hers but a little away from the road. He was hardly ever home since he traveled a great deal for the agency. Nobody really knew what he was doing, but everybody around him had been speculating for years. Anything out of the ordinary did not go unnoticed in this town. Ever.

The first time he saw her as he drove by to pull into his driveway, he saw that she was independent. Of course he had known that because not every widow with a small child just went out and bought a house on her own. But nevertheless he could see it at the tip of her nose that she was not only used to doing things her own way but that she liked it as well. He watched her carry in groceries before she stood by the side of the road to wait for the school bus, her long curly blond hair fluttering in the wind.

The next time he saw her was when he came out of the deli with a sandwich under his arm. She was walking by with her son, obviously explaining something of immense proportions because she used her arms to make a point. Her son was listening intently and then they both laughed. That’s when he knew she was proud.

Months went by and when spring came around, he gradually saw her outside more. One day he came home after a week in Florida and saw her digging a hole in front of her house. After carrying his bag inside, he watched her planting the evergreen tree she had bought last December. Trained to notice people and things, he could tell she was watching him closely whenever they were outside at the same time. Sometimes, she came home or walked out of the house when he walked onto the street to get his mail, and they said ‘hi’ casually, all the while knowing they did not feel that casual about it at all.

There was something about her that made him think about her a lot. Maybe it was her thick hair that he wanted to sink his fingers into; maybe it was her green eyes following him up the driveway; maybe it was her laugh that sometimes carried across the lawn and that was highly contagious. He could not figure it out, just felt drawn to her; knowing she was different.

It was 2 am when he came home one night from playing pool with some of his old friends. He pulled into the driveway, parked, got out, and was just about to turn around to unlock the front door when something across the street caught his eye. Hesitating only for a second, he made his way across the lawn towards the street to get a better look. Great, he thought, as he got close enough to make her out on the steps in front of her house in the darkness. She saw me coming towards her and now it is impossible to just turn around. He had not planned this and felt himself reacting to not look like an idiot.

So he crossed the street, walked up her driveway and sat down next to her on the front steps. ‘Must be nice to come home whenever you want,’ she said quietly, and even without looking at her he knew she had been crying. ‘To an empty house?’ he replied and wondered what made him say this. ‘It’s not much of a home.’ There was a long silence. Then, ‘Lonely?’ he asked and turned his head to look at her. She sat on the upper step with her back leaning against the wall of the house, looking up at the stars. The slight breeze moved her hair ever so lightly, and when she turned her head to look at him, there was no pity in her eyes. ‘Lonely always, but sometimes it just becomes unbearable,’ she said and she continued looking at him, trying to figure out if it was worth telling him the truth. He did not look away. ‘And what do you do then?’ he asked. ‘I go outside to look at the stars, spy on neighbors, and talk to myself.’

He couldn’t help but smile. She was beautiful and funny. He had also noticed that she did not wear any perfume and remembered walking by some women in the deli who said she never wore makeup and that she probably did not even comb her hair. To him, this was refreshing and made her even more attractive. ‘You don’t really have to spy – all you need to do is talk to the locals and you’ll hear more than you want to.’ They both laughed.

‘Yes, well, tell me then, Marc: Are you gay?’ She had caught him totally off guard and when she saw the shocked expression on his face, she laughed out loud, touching his shoulder through the thin cotton of his shirt for a split second with the palm of her hand. ‘Sorry, I shouldn’t have,’ she began but he interrupted her. ‘No, no, that’s quite all right. But why don’t you tell me first how much money you really have hidden away to afford this house.’ Her touch had been electrifying and his mind was racing as he bent his right knee to hide his growing gaziosmanpaşa escort erection.

‘Are you working for the FBI?’ she asked into his thoughts on how a simple and innocent touch could have such an effect on him, a 35 year old man who did not get excited about anything too quickly. ‘Yes, I am,’ was his simple reply. ‘And how come a gorgeous guy like you hasn’t had a relationship in five years even though every woman in this town and the ones in a ten mile radius want to go out with you?’ Apart from being independent, proud, strong, and beautiful, she also was honest, funny, and very direct. ‘You say every woman – does that include you?’

She was taken aback – but only for a second. ‘Would it make a difference?’ she came back and he had to smile once more. Her directness and taunting provocation had him in a stage of ambivalence that he neither had expected nor felt in years. He decided to take the plunge. ‘Yes it would,’ he said and was surprised that there was no ambivalence whatsoever in saying that. He looked at her, waiting for a response but none came. She simply sat there staring at him. What the hell did I just do, he thought to himself. She shook her head and then they both started to laugh. ‘Wow,’ she said after a while. ‘Not bad for someone sitting on her doorstep at 2 in the morning.’ He smiled. ‘And neither for a guy who has not had a relationship in five years.’ He bent his knees some more.

‘But you have had sex?’ she inquired and blushed at her boldness when he looked at her from the side. But he shrugged his shoulders. ‘Yes, a quick fuck here and there, nothing earth shattering and certainly nothing that makes you feel warm all around for days to come.’ He paused, half wondering why he was so honest and talkative, and then continued, ‘I haven’t had sex in about a year.’ He wanted to add more when he saw a car approaching slowly. ‘There comes the couple from across the street. We’re going to be in the papers tomorrow.’ He was surprised when he felt her hand once more, on his arm this time, urging him to get up. ‘Come inside,’ she said as he stood.

When he closed the door behind him she was already standing at the top of the stairs. Barefoot, wearing a tank top and shorts, she looked down at him without saying a word, and he took off his shoes before he followed her, feeling her touch still on his arm.

‘Touch me again,’ he said quietly, standing in front of her, barely a foot apart. ‘When you touch me it’s like I am on fire and I haven’t felt like this in ages,’ he murmured as he watched her hands rise to his shoulders. He continued watching her hands gliding down his arms slowly, barely touching him. He shuddered involuntarily. When he felt her hands next to his own, he took them into his and closed his eyes to take in the sensation of her warm hands and then her fingertips against his skin as they made their way up the inside of his arms. Palms pressed against his chest, her hands traveled down across his flat stomach, took a hold of his shirt and pulled it over his head and off him after he had willingly raised his hands over his head.

She looked at him almost in awe, touching his now bare chest and muscular arms with her soft hands, driving him insane with desire. ‘You are so beautiful,’ she whispered, looking up at him. ‘I am afraid I will wake up any second.’ He smiled at her, somehow unable to move. ‘Baby, I am real and right here for you if you want me.’ At that, she embraced his face with her hands. ‘I want you,’ she whispered before she moved her hand to the back of his head to pull him closer to her. Fighting the urge to pinch herself to realize this was not real, she pulled his face to her until his lips touched hers lightly and tentatively. She hadn’t felt a man this close in so long that her senses were on overload as she felt the tip of his tongue creating sensuous trails on her bottom lip.

She couldn’t get enough of the texture of his hair, the warmth of his skin, the look of his muscular chest and arms, and the scent of his body. Opening her lips slightly to his playful tongue, she expected him to deepen the kiss. Instead, he backed away and started to plant little short kisses all over her face. She giggled. ‘You smell and taste so good,’ he said between kisses of her eyebrow and the tip of her nose. ‘I am going to kiss and taste every inch of your body!’

It might have been his deep throaty voice. Maybe it was the pure confidence in his voice; or maybe it was her pussy that started to ache when he talked of kissing and tasting. She didn’t know, but she abruptly ended the series of short kisses by wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling down his head until his lips were pressed onto her mouth. And once his tongue met hers, nothing else existed.

It was pure fire; fire that extended from her mouth to her tits and pussy and made her moan against his lips. Tongues playing, bodies touching, closer and closer still, and when she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his hips to feel his hard cock against her pussy through the material of her shorts, gölbaşı escort they both moaned loudly. ‘My bedroom,’ she managed to say, ‘around the corner!’ He carried her down the short corridor, into her room, and shut the door with his back. Her window was wide open, the soft breeze moving her curtains.

‘Lock the door!’ she whispered, and he turned around to do as she asked. When he looked back onto the bed, she was kneeling in the middle, her arms crossed in front of her belly, her fingers gripping the edges of her tank top and pulling it up and over her head. In the back of his mind he knew this was the time to take off his clothes, to leap onto the bed, to take what was so obviously presented to him. But he stayed where he was, watching her naked tits move gently up and down under her breath. ‘Do something, damn it!’ a voice said inside of him. ‘You look like an idiot who has never seen a naked woman before.’ But he stayed where he was.

Her eyes were locked onto his as she hooked her thumbs under the elastic of her shorts and pulled them down slowly. She could swear his heart was beating at the same alarming rate as her own as she got up from the bed and walked towards him, now only dressed in skimpy purple cotton panties. His eyes scanned down her body and then returned back to her eyes as she touched his chest with her hands again. Her touch felt like fire on his now heated skin, traveling downwards until her fingers reached his button fly.

His cock, rock hard in his pants, lurched upwards when she unbuttoned his pants. She was standing so close now that her erect nipples brushed against his chest. He sank his fingers into her thick hair and kissed her deep at the same time as she pushed his pants over his hips and closed her hand around his thick cock. The loud moan he made against her lips as she began to stroke his cock surprised him. He needed to touch her, but when his fingers brushed against her tit in a first light touch, she pulled his hand away and kissed down his chest and belly instead.

Her lips left a moist trail on his skin while she kneeled in front of him, and he leaned back against the bedroom door. He desperately needed something to hold on to as he watched her face getting closer to his rigid cock. He grabbed her hair when she touched his cockhead with her tongue, tentatively, teasingly, before she planted short kisses on the inside of his thighs. He groaned. ‘Let me feel your lips on my cock again, baby,’ he moaned, his voice deeper than usual. He was rewarded by her full lips closing around the head. ‘Oh God, yes, put more of it into your mouth. You’re so hot baby!’

She licked the underside of his cock with the tip of her tongue slowly while she listened to his moans, thoroughly enjoying him being so vocal. ‘You drive me insane, baby,’ he made, his one hand closing around the doorknob. Gently, she licked around his balls and then took one into his mouth while she stroked his large cock with her hand. Sitting up on her feet and her thighs spread, she looked up at him as she closed her lips around the head and sucked half of his cock into her mouth. Building up a rhythm between her mouth and her hands on the lower part of his cock, she could tell he was getting close when his grip tightened around her head.

She let go of his cock and stood up, smiling at the frustration in his eyes. ‘I want you to come inside of me,’ she said, pulling him to her bed. ‘And I want it to last.’ He laid down onto his back and pulled her on top of him. ‘Then you better be on top,’ he said, smiling at her while raising his arms over his head. ‘And you should tie me up before I lose control and ravish you like there is no tomorrow.’ She returned his smile, taking off her panties and then placing her knees to either side of his hips. ‘I don’t even know if the condoms in my drawer have expired or not,’ she said, bending over towards the drawer to pull one out, accidently brushing against his hard cock with her pussy. They both moaned.

‘I can’t wait to be inside of you, baby!’ he said while he watched her breaking the foil. ‘But maybe we should wait until tomorrow. I’ll get some condoms at the store and have the whole town in an uproar of gossip in no time.’ He thought for a second. ‘I could mention your name somehow.’ She shook her head, smiling, rolling the thin plastic down his thick cock. ‘I agree we need better condoms but this will do for now. I will not wait a second longer to feel you deep inside of me.’ He laughed, feeling the condom to see if it was stretched far enough down his shaft and then took a hold of her hips. ‘Then ride me, baby. Do as you want with me.’ Placing one hand on his chest, she parted her pussy lips with the other, surprised by how incredibly wet she was. Feeling the head of his cock brush against her inner lips made her moan and then she let her body sink lower onto his hips, taking his cock in inside of her, and she let her head fall back and touched her tits with her hands.

‘Oh baby, you are incredible,’ he moaned, covering her hands with his, guiding her hands on keçiören escort her tits. ‘You are so beautiful!’ Not able to stay passive any longer, he sat up and pressed his face into the mold between her breasts while she moved her legs into a more comfortable position and let her hands roam over his back. The first touch of his tongue on her nipple sent sparks of electricity through her body and left her pussy even more sensitive. She closed her eyes, taking in the incredible sexy feeling of a thick cock filling her and a moist tongue increasing her arousal. She pulled his face closer to her tits.

Rocking back and forth they found a steady rhythm while exploring each other’s bodies. Her nipples were swollen and erect from his sucking, and he loved the sight. He couldn’t get enough of kissing her swollen lips and playing with her tongue while the slow pace of pumping his cock in and out of her pussy drove both of them crazy. ‘Lay back, baby!’ he said after a while. ‘I want to see your pussy!’ Laying in front of him and pulling on her nipples with her fingers, she watched him gazing over her body and she could tell he liked what he saw. Slowly, she let her hands travel across her belly to her thighs hugging his waist and then back up to where their bodies were still joined. She parted her outer lips with her fingers.

There was a sudden intake of breath as he watched her exposing herself to him. He bent over and reached for a pillow to prop up her head. He wanted her to see what to him was the most erotic act ever. They both watched as her fingers explored her pussy and showed him how she liked to be touched. His cock lurched inside of her when she circled her clit with one finger. Her swollen inner lips surrounded his cock like a flower bud, and she was so wet that even her trimmed bush glistened with her cream.

‘Baby, you have the most beautiful pussy,’ he said, his voice shaking. ‘You have no clue what it does to me to see you like this.’ He pulled his cock out of her wet hot pussy until only the head remained inside, and when she said ‘Fuck me, Marc! Fuck me hard!’, he let himself go. Taking a firm hold of her hips, he plunged into her to the hilt, watching her moan before him. She was so beautiful with her tits swaying from side to side as he fucked her. He could feel her vagina clench around his rigid cock when she tensed in anticipation of her first orgasm. Closing her eyes, she grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down to her as the first wave of her orgasm made her moan loudly. ‘Oh, God, yes…’ she screamed against his shoulder, locking her legs around his waist.

Her tightening pussy milked his cock, and he could feel himself going over the edge as he buried his face in her hair, his hands grasping her ass as he lifted her up off the bed and turned around with her, pushing up into her in an ongoing orgasm that made him cry out loudly before she fell down on top of him, their skins heated and covered with a thin sheet of sweat, their breathing ragged, their combined juices running down over his softening cock and balls. He put his arms around her and felt her nuzzle up to him, her head resting on his chest. He closed his eyes.

It was time to get up and leave. He had had a better orgasm than usual. He should leave it at that. But he did not move. He raised his head to kiss her hair on top of her head. Then he reached down between their bodies and pulled the condom off of his cock. He dropped it on the floor. He had violated a rule: He had slept with someone he could not just turn away from and never see again unless he moved to another house. Now, he had violated another rule: He had already stayed much longer than he usually did. She stirred on top of him, trying to slide off his body, but he held her close. Feeling his firm hug, she sighed contently and stayed where she was. Violation number three: He had just thought about eating her pussy.

‘I guess this is about the time for me to say that you were terrific,’ she said into his thoughts, her head still resting on his chest. ‘That would be a lie,’ he answered, his voice deep and calm; his fingers drawing slow imaginary patterns on her back. ‘After I eat your sweet pussy for as long as it takes you to have five intense orgasms you can call me terrific,’ he added, putting rule violations out of his mind and letting his desires take over. ‘Is that your usual quick-fuck experience?’ she asked casually, still enjoying his hands on her back and his body underneath her. ‘Hell no,’ he said promptly. ‘A quick fuck means fucking only, little to no kissing, and definitely no pussy eating.’ He laughed a sarcastic laugh as he listened to his own words. ‘And of course I would be out the door within two minutes after cumming.’

She lifted her head to look into his eyes. She had gone to bed with a complete stranger. Even though she had seen him on occasion for the last half year, she had never known his eyes were of such a dark blue until this instant. She had tried to not make any assumptions about his character and had focused on his tall and muscular body instead. She had no reason whatsoever to believe he was a caring and compassionate guy, and yet his cold and sarcastic words seemed to be in direct contrast to what he had given her minutes ago. ‘You are free to go,’ she said quietly. ‘No hurt feelings, no questions asked,’ she added before a smile appeared on her face. ‘And no stalking, either. Promise!’ She held up her hand in a gesture of honesty that made him laugh.

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Imagine us, laying there, next to each other, holding each other, closer than ever before, wanting each other more than ever before. Kissing each other like each will be our last. Loving each other like never before. Feeling more passion for each other than we have. Feeling each other in our souls, closer, better than we ever thought was possible.

We had just came home from dinner, it was our anniversary. We had been together exactly two years. You treated me like an angel that night. When we got to my house, there were roses in the hallway, lead to my bed, full of roses. You carried me to it, and layed me on my bed, softly and gently. You kissed me on the cheek and told me you loved me. I returnded the kiss and told you I loved you too. You sat on the bed next to me and I looked up at you lovingly. You kissed my forehead and then straddled my waist. You then started undressing me as you kiss me on my neck. You lift up my arms and pull up my shirt kızılay escort and start kissing my chest. You start kissing my tummy and reach behind my back and undo my bra. You start kissing my breast as I start pulling off your shirt. You stop and ask if what we are doing is okay with me, and I reply with a kiss.

You then start kissing me all over, working your way down to the top of my jeans. You begin to unbutton and unzip them and slowly pull them off and kiss me through my panties. You start to nibble. I tell you to hurry up, you decide to do something else, to torture me some more. You start kissing me from my thighs all the way to my feet and all the way back up, skipping up to my tummy. Then you come back to my face and kiss me. I start making out with you more passionately than ever. We stop and just look at each other, breathing very heavily, holding each other closely. Then I start taking maltepe escort off your pants I start to rub you, and you decide you cannot take it anymore. You go down on me and take off my panties using your teeth. You go back up and start making out with me. You begin teasing me, you put one finger in me, and you rub my clit softly, driving me insane. Then you put in another finger, and then you stop rubbing, and you start fisting me and I start moaning louder than ever. You love hearing me moan, so you start thrusting harder, and as you do, the closer I get to cumming. You get an evil smirk on your face, and pull your hand out of me. You go down and start licking my clit. I love this, then you start licking my ‘lips’ and I can’t take it any longer, I push your head in me, and you start licking me furiously. I begin to climax and you keep licking me until I am ‘finished’. You then clean me up using mamak escort your tongue, then you come up to my face and kiss me. You then ask me if I want to have sex, and I reply with a kiss and a yes.

You kiss me again, and you get up and get a condom and put it on. You then come back and kiss me. I then pull off your boxers. Then we start making out again as you enter me slowly and easily. I love how you feel inside of me. I love how it feels when we are so close together. Then you begin to thrust a little harder and ask me if it’s okay. I respond, “harder baby, harder!” Then you start thrusting harder and I begin to moan louder than before. You begin to groan and I can tell you are loving this. I begin to cum again, and I tell you to go harder and faster. I love this, and I can tell you are about to cum, because of your groaning. So I tell you to pull out. I pull off the condom and I start to suck you, gently at first, and then I get a little rougher. You start to groan more. I then stop and kiss you, and then go up to your face and start making out with you, while giving you a handjob. You cannot take it anymore, and you cum. I then go down and clean it up. I then start making out with you. We fall asleep in each others arms. I never felt closer to you then at that moment in time.

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For PdW, Happy 40th Birthday! If we ever met, I imagine it might go something like this…

*****

“Your key Madame”

“Thank you.” I said taking the key from the hotel clerks outstretch hand.

I turned to go and there you were; standing right behind me talking to a man I assumed to be a colleague of yours.

We had discussed this once over Skype; the possibility of us finding ourselves in the same hotel one day. We had never been able to bring ourselves to step outside of our respective vows and meet, but we always wished that fate might throw us together…

Your eyes caught mine and I could see the same string of thoughts passing through your mind as you stared at me, your attention slipping from the man talking to you. I hesitated for a moment, pretending to look for my phone and then let the room key slip from my fingers. You quickly bent to retrieve it. Our eyes locked as you handed it back to me and I felt electricity coursing through my body as your fingers touched mine. I knew you had seen my room number clearly printed on the key tag.

As the elevator doors closed I could hear you telling your colleague that you were exhausted and going to get an early night.

I could hardly open my room door my hands were shaking so much… you, me, here together…we’d said “if only” so many times, but “if only” is just something you say, I had never really thought… and yet here we were…

When I heard the knock on my door I knew it was you. I opened the door and you instantly pulled me into your arms, simultaneously stepped into my room, gently pushing me backwards, your mouth on mine. I felt my body sink into yours, my lips parting and hungry for you. There were no words – we’d already shared plenty of words, but not this…and this was what we needed. I heard footsteps in the corridor and broke our kiss, turning to shut the door. You stepped in behind me, your mouth on my neck, the warmth of your breath and your stubble grazing my skin making my knees weak. Your mouth was still on my neck as your hands moved across my body and up to my breasts. I squirmed in your arms, twisting my body around so our mouths could meet again. I was desperate to feel your lips on mine, your tongue in my mouth. I leaned back against the door for support and you pressed your body into me, your hands in my hair. Kissing this good couldn’t be rushed… In that moment, I felt everything fall away; I wasn’t a wife or a mother, the only thing I was, was yours.

I loosened your tie as we continued to kiss, unbuttoning your shirt and pulling it off your body so I could move my hands across your skin as I gently bit your bottom lip. Your moaned into my mouth as your hands ran up the backs of my thighs, to the silky fabric of my panties and round to the front of my wrap-dress, your fingers undoing the knot of my belt. As you made to slide my dress off my shoulder I had a moment of insecurity and grabbed the front of my dress to stop it falling; it had been years since a man other than my husband had seen me undressed. gaziosmanpaşa escort Your kisses softened as you sensed my anxiety, but you weren’t going to stop and your hands covered mine, gently but firmly insisting… The dress fell to the floor. I tried to lean into you, to hide against you but for the first time since you had walked into my room you broke our kiss and stepped back to look at me.

I could feel your eyes, like your hands, roaming freely across my body, greedily taking in my soft thighs, my curvy hips, my full breasts. I was terrified that you would be disappointed, that your fantasy of me would be shattered, but I could tell by your expression that I needn’t have worried. You pulled me to you and kissed me again deeply before pushing me backwards onto the bed.

As your mouth found mine again, you slid one impatient hand inside my bra brushing your fingers gently over my already hard nipples, while your other hand worked the clasp. I could hear your breathing grow ragged as you tossed my bra aside and turned your full attention to my breasts. You bent and softly kissed one nipple before taking it into your mouth and sucking. I arched my back, lifting my body to meet your mouth, my hands gripping your shoulders. I was already wet but the sensation of your hot mouth on the puckered flesh of my breast made me gush and I moaned, my breath as rough as yours. You responded by sucking more deeply at one breast while you squeezed the nipple of the other between your fingertips.

I ran my fingertips lightly across your broad shoulders and down your back to your ass and then round to the massive bulge in your pants, your erection straining hard against the fabric. As I squeezed you bit down hard on my nipple; you weren’t giving up control of the situation just yet…

Your hand slid down over my belly, until you slipped your fingers into my panties. You wove your fingers through my hair, stroking me gently. Ever since you had told me how much you love it, I had let my hair grow out more, just in case we ever got this chance…I gasped and my whole body jerked as you pushed a finger into me, your mouth came down on mine again and kissed me hard as a second finger slipped in. You pushed deeper and then slowly pulled your fingers out before sinking them into me again…and again… and again until I was arching my body and crying, spreading my legs as wide as I could and begging you to fuck me. You slowed down, your fingers torturing me as they moved slowly and gently in and out of my soaking pussy, setting fire to my insides. In time with your hands, our kisses softened and deepened until I felt like I was losing myself in you. You finally withdrew your fingers from my body and brought your hand up to my mouth, spreading my wetness across my lips and then slipping your fingers into my mouth. I sucked, tasting my saltines on you.

I pushed you back onto the bed and rolled myself on top of you, straddling you. You reached for my breasts and pulled me gölbaşı escort towards you so you could suck on me like ripe fruit. I sunk into the moment, as my hand moved to your hard cock. I felt like I was wrapping my hand around a lead pipe. This time you let me, you were ready for me, in fact, I could sense your urgency. I pulled away from you and focussed on undoing your belt and stripping your pants off your body, leaving you lying naked on the bed before me. I loved your confidence as you stared at me boldly, proud of your huge erection, the expression on your face telling me to ‘come and get it’.

I reached for you, slowly wrapping my hands around your shaft and squeezing you firmly until you gasped. I released the pressure and began to softly run my fingertips up and down your length and around your balls, cupping them gently in the palm of my hand. I wrapped my hands around you, interlacing my fingers as I moved up and down your length and over the head of your cock, until you became slick with precum. I bent and kissed the tip before slowly parting my lips and sucking you into my mouth. Your body jerked beneath me at the sensation of my hot, wet mouth closing over your throbbing cock. I sucked down on you hard, making you cry out and wrap your hand around my hair insistently pushing my head down on you. I sucked my way down your length until I could feel you pressing into the back of my mouth. I licked slowly up your shaft, letting my tongue trace over every inch of you before finally letting you slip from my lips…

Immediately you rolled me over and shifted down the bed, slowly pulling my panties down before making yourself comfortable between my legs, pushing them apart so you could see my glistening pink pussy. You dropped your head and licked my swollen lips with your warm rough tongue. I could feel myself begin to gush and you slipped one finger inside me while you stroked and sucked my clit until it was full and throbbing. I grabbed the headboard, desperate to hold onto something as you pushed your tongue into me, drinking in my wetness. Your hands roaming over my hips and belly and thighs, moving me to you as you wanted or holding me still when I writhed too much as your mouth worked its magic … you were pushing me and I knew you weren’t going to fuck me until you had taken me over the edge. My back arched as your mouth found its way back to my clit, and I could feel the pressure building. The beautiful torture of feeling all the energy and sensation in my body converging on a single point of contact. I gasped and moaned and cried out. You knew I was getting close and your tongue kept its slow, rhythmic massage of my clit until I exploded in a sharp fiery orgasm that felt like I was being ripped apart. The pain was exquisite and left me gasping for breath, my cunt throbbing and aching, howling to feel full of you.

You gathered me into your arms, and kissed my still-panting mouth. I felt like I was returning to my body and my mouth closed hungrily on yours. keçiören escort Our bodies melded together perfectly as I stretch out on top of you, our hands interwoven as we kissed. Slowly I kissed your chest, working my way down to your rock-hard manhood. Once again, I opened my mouth for you, at first just sucking on your head but then taking you deeper. This time I followed my mouth with my hand; your precum mixing with my saliva and making you slick as I glided up and down your shaft. Your breath was ragged as you lost yourself in the moment and I felt an overwhelming desire to please you, to give you what you I knew she wouldn’t, to make you forget that you even had a wife…I sucked you down until you were pressed into the back of my mouth and then, as I relaxed, I swallowed you into my throat. Immediately your hands went to my head and I let you take control. I could feel my clit throbbing and my pussy start to gush again as you fucked my mouth and throat. Your thrusts were slow and gentle, but deep and I could feel you getting close. I pushed back against your hands and you let go of my head, letting me slide off you.

You pulled me close again and kissed me as you rolled on top of me, your weight on my chest making it hard to breath and heightening every sensation. I spread my legs beneath you and I could feel your cock pressing into the soft warmth between my legs. Then, suddenly, you thrust powerfully into me and we both gasped and cried out. Again, you thrust in deeply and then again, and again, increasing your pace until you set up a steady rhythm, your cock fucking me hard and fast and deep. I moaned loudly and you clamped your hand over my mouth to keep me quiet. I cried out desperately against the palm of your hand and bit down into the flesh, but you maintained your pace, not giving me a moments grace. We both knew I couldn’t hold on long, and I quickly exploded in another orgasm, my cunt throbbing around you as I felt the deep shock waves crashing through my body.

You let me rest for a moment and I lay on my stomach next you, breathing heavily as you ran your fingertips lightly up and down my spine. After a few minutes, I pulled myself up onto my knees and then grabbed your hand, pulling you up behind me. I dropped down onto all fours as you knelt behind me, giving you free reign as you ran your hands down my back, over my ass, up the insides of my thighs and over my breasts. Finally, your hands settled on my hips, and you firmly pulled my waiting pussy onto your cock. You groaned and gripped my hips tighter, slamming our bodies together harder and faster. My pussy getting tighter and tighter around you, as I got closer to coming. ‘Tell me when’ you whispered into my ear and I bit down on the pillow and clawed at the sheets as I tried to hold out for you. You lay down over me and wrapped your arms around me, holding our bodies tightly together as your continued to thrust. I could feel your breath on my back as you reached one hand down to between my widely spread legs. Your fingertips softly stroking me and putting pressure on my clit. I could feel your body begin to shake as you got closer and closer, until I knew neither of us couldn’t hold on for one more moment. ‘Now’ I gasped as you groaned deeply and your body jerked against mine, exploding creamy white hot cum deep into my pussy as I screamed silently into the pillow, my body rocked by an orgasm that took my breath away.

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Father Timothy Rushmore moved around the small chapel of his last parish and heaved a deep sigh. He didn’t want to give up his home of nearly twenty years but it was time to go. Time to retire and enjoy the life. He was only fifty-two and the whole world was at his feet. He smiled and looked up into the brilliant stained glass panels that depicted angels accompanying God to Earth. So beautiful. He could sit here and stare at them for hours. They never became old or boring. He used to spend an hour here each morning, rejoicing in the gospel and training the young altar boys.

Sacrifice was always central in the Bible, whether clergy and parishioners refused to see it. But Father Timothy knew. Had not God bade Abraham to sacrifice his son, Isaac? The sacrifice had been stopped just before Abraham was to plunge a knife into the body of his child, but had God not spoken to Abraham, it would have been a done deal. Other passages in the Bible spoke of sacrifice and Father Timothy had taken the words to heart. And as a result of his efforts, this parish had flourished beyond his wildest dreams.

There was a loud creak just behind him and he turned, a smile playing upon his face as he expected to see a parishioner waiting to bid him goodbye. To his surprise, Jeff Lemans was sitting in the third pew, his flaxen hair shining in the dim candlelight.

“Hello, Father.”

“Good afternoon, Jeff. Come for confession?”

“No.” Jeff beamed at the Father, his eleven-year old smile lighting his face. “I came to say goodbye to you. My mother told me that you were retiring.”

“Yes, I am, sweet Jeff.” Father Timothy felt his cock stir. Jeff had been his favorite of all the altar boys he had trained. Those jewel-bright blue eyes had gaziosmanpaşa escort stolen his heart. “Are you sad that I’m leaving?”

“Yes, Father Tim. You were always so nice to me.”

“Me, too!” Philip Kearnen piped up, standing up on the rear pew, his eight-year old bulk making the wood creak underneath him. “You were always so nice to me, too.”

“Philip!” Father Timothy felt tears prick the corners of his eyes. Philip Kearnen had always been made fun of because he was a butterball. But all that had come to an end once he’d taken the boy under his wing. “Philip, you’re here, too! This is a glorious day!”

“What about me?”

“And me?” The Rodling twins, Roy and Ray, climbed out from under the front pews, their six-year old hands filled with green plastic Army men.

“Oh, this is turning out to be a grand day for me!”

Philip went to lock the chapel door so that they wouldn’t be disturbed as Jeff, Roy and Ray surrounded the priest. Father Timothy backed up against the altar, his heart filled with boundless joy. His four favorite altar boys had come back to bid him a happy retirement. He sat down on the wooden structure and invited Jeff into his arms.

Something happened.

In the space between himself and Jeff, the boy aged and became a man with hard, flinty eyes. His blond hair lengthened and his young body grew lanky as he strode to the priest, his arms open. Father Timothy couldn’t move as the apparition enfolded him and lifted him upward. He turned to see Roy and Ray growing taller, their dark hair spilling over their angelic features as they stood to either side of Jeff, holding his arms and legs. With a sweet smile, Jeff viciously gölbaşı escort ripped off the robe and yanked his pants down.

“Jeff! Jeff, what are you doing? Please! Don’t do that!”

“Why not, Father Timothy? You did the same to us.”

Philip’s deep voice made the priest’s stomach flip-flop. “I did not disrobe you, Philip. I consecrated you into the Lord’s service.”

Philip was now much older also, his body filling out into hard, thick muscles. Naked, he stood above the priest, his cock lifting as it filled with blood. “You did disrobe us, Father Timothy. You charmed us, tricked us, disrobed us … ” Philip stroked his dick until it was a rod of stone in his fist. “And fucked us.”

The voices of children screaming No! No! rang in his ears and Father Timothy screamed, trying to escape but could do nothing as he was rotated like a chicken on a spit and his ass was positioned in the air.

“You took advantage of our youth and our trust.” Ray said.

“Yeah, we believed in you, Father Timothy.” Roy added.

Jeff leaned close, his silky hair caressing Father Timothy’s bare back. “We never expected you to betray our trust.”

“I’ve never betrayed you, my children.” The priest pleaded as Philip stepped up behind him. “I loved you.”

“Well,” Philip positioned his cock at the opening to Father Timothy’s asshole. “Prepare to be loved.”

Father Timothy screamed as the thick cock split his ass open and pain raced down his spine and through his entire body. Ray and Roy laughed hysterically, their mirth joined by Jeff as they egged their friend on. Philip grunted, gripping the priest’s hips and steadily pumping into his ass. Nameless faces keçiören escort of the children he’d abused flashed through his mind and he mentally pushed them away, wishing that he could clutch his rosary and pray for their souls.

“Please! Stop!”

“You didn’t listen to us when we begged, did you?”

The priest’s eyes filled with tears as Philip ravaged his ass. “I was consecrating you into the Lord’s service!”

“You were raping us!” Ray shouted.

Philip continued his assault, throwing his head back as his climax fast approached. “In nomine Patri, et Filius, et Spiritus Sancti … ” His cock swelled and a tingling began in his balls, signaling his impending release. “I consecrate you in the name of the Devil!”

Father Timothy screamed.

*

Adelina Murrieta scooped up the pile of dirt and broom straws pieces and emptied them into the trash bin, then stooped to pick up a discarded newspaper clipping that had been brought in earlier by the wind.

*** Father Timothy Rushmore was found dead today on the chapel altar of his last parish, St. John’s. The priest was set to retire after nearly twenty years of sterling service to the church, its parishioners and the community. Details surrounding his murder have not been released pending notification of next to kin.

Also discovered in the chapel were the buried bodies of four missing children, Jeffrey Lemans, Philip Kearnan and twin boys, Roy and Ray Rodling. The four had been alter boys at St. John’s during Father Rushmore’s tenure and Mrs. Edward Rodling had previously accused the priest of killing her sons. All further details have been withheld due to the investigation. ***

Adelina shook her head. Never would she have believed that the kind-faced priest would have been a pedophile, preying on the children of the church. She turned toward the altar in the small chapel and saw the ghost of Father Timothy suspended above a lake of fire, his face contorted in pain.

“Descanse en la paz, mis niños.”

With a clang of finality, Adelina blew a kiss and closed the door to the chapel forever.

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Mr. Smith paged me right before lunch. I picked up my desk phone.

“Yes sir?”

“Ms. Wick, I need you to meet me in the men’s room in 15 minutes.”

“Sir? You have a private facility in your office…”

“Just do it Ms. Wick.”

I stared at the phone afterward, wondering what he had in mind. My pussy was already wet. I tried to concentrate on my work, but I kept one eye on the clock. Fifteen minutes had past and Mr. Smith still had not emerged from his office. The phone rang again.

I stared at it. This was some kind of game. I picked up.

“You’re still at your desk.”

“Going now, Sir.”

He hung up without a word. I rose from my desk, tugged smoothly on my pencil skirt to keep it from riding up my stockinged thighs as I stood. Most of the executives on this floor had private offices, with private wash rooms. The public restroom was towards the back, tucked far away from of the elevators and the main bank of offices. The chances of the restroom being empty was good, but I still lingered outside for a minute before sneaking inside.

I paused just inside the door, listened, then entered. The washroom was nothing out of the ordinary, and it was thankfully empty. Clean, white, sterile. The firm was big and expensive, the cleaning crew did their jobs every night and did them well. There was a line of urinals on one side, stalls opposite those, and a row of sinks with tidy stacks of paper towels in wicker baskets. I stood there awkwardly, waiting.

I checked my reflection in the mirror, my red hair was pulled up in a tight bun without a hair out of place. My red lips were still perfect since I hadn’t had lunch yet. I straightened my sky blue blouse and laid the placket flat over my huge breasts. I had to order my silk button up shirts tailored since nothing bought in a store would ever close over my chest. Mr. Smith insisted on silk or satin, and he always wanted me in lighter colors so he could see the outline of my lace bra underneath. I always wore a pencil skirt with silk stockings and a garter belt every day, with trusty leather pumps in a variety of colors to match my lingerie. Many women matched their shoes to their outfits, but not me. Today’s shoes were navy.

I jumped when the door opened, immediately afraid that I would get caught in the men’s room. I should’ve known it was just Mr. Smith, his classic, tailored suit was just like any executive’s on the floor but his broad shoulders and tall build made him distinguished.

I turned to face him, said nothing, waited.

He looked at me, his eyes roved over my body and lingered on my shoes.

“Take off your clothes,” he commanded.

I looked around, hesitated, then started to undo my buttons. He watched me reveal the navy lace bra, the outline of my nipples clearly showed through the delicate mesh. I unzipped my pencil skirt and stepped out of it. My navy lace panties matched both my bra and the garter belt that held up my nude thigh-high stockings with an imperceptibly navy back seam. I kept my pearls on. There was nowhere to place my clothes, so I draped them carefully over a stall door.

Mr. Smith watched all this without comment, letting me work myself up. Someone could come in and catch me in my underwear with my boss at any moment. The thought made my nipples harden.

Mr. Smith moved. He walked over to one of the urinals and motioned me over. He pulled a roll of black electrical tape from his breast pocket.

Well, this was new.

“Put your hands here,” he commanded.

I glanced at him, then placed my hands around the pipe leading from the top of the porcelain to the ceiling. He took a long piece of electrical tape and wrapped it around my wrists, around the pipe, between my wrists, around the pipe again. He wrapped until he was satisfied.

Next he took a blindfold from his pocket, he placed the red silk over my eyes and tied it tightly behind my bun. Now I was tied to the pipe and blindfolded.

“You’re one hot bitch,” he whispered in my ear, and planted a kiss on my neck. Then he pushed me forward and taking his hands on both sides of my hips he guided me down until I was straddling the bowl of the urinal, my ass sticking out the most. He carefully tucked my legs forward, towards the wall, then I heard the rip of the electrical tape as he started taping my calves against the tile. “Which is why I decided kızılay escort to share.”

“Excuse me?” I said, craning my neck towards his voice. In this position my arms were raised slightly over my head, my ass and pussy were sitting prominently over the bowl of the urinal, yet I was still able to stand on my heels to support myself instead of completely resting on the bowl. “What did you say?”

He pressed a kiss against my spine. He said nothing.

I felt his hand over my ass, gripping and kneading the flesh. I gasped, felt my wetness. I felt him rustling with the fabric, heard a rip and felt a cool breeze.

“What are you…?” My question died in my throat as I realized he tore the seam up the back of my panties, exposing my ass crack to him. I felt his finger rub at my asshole.

Was this his game? He wanted to fuck me in the ass here, in the men’s room?

I waited. I felt him drawing something on the small of my back, right above the waistband of my garter belt. I tried to concentrate, to make out what he was writing.

“Do you want to know what is says?” he asked, sitting back to admire his handiwork.

I held perfectly still. “Yes, sir.”

“It says ‘Anal Only.'”

I shuddered. He started rubbing my clit through the fabric of my panties as he continued explaining.

“You see Ms. Wick, you’ve done innumerable degrading things for me over the year you’ve been in my employ. All of which I’ve deeply enjoyed. But never once, in all our time together, have I ever shared you with my colleagues. Why should I be the only one to enjoy your submissive nature?”

I gasped, the rubbing of his fingers and his words were getting me so close to cumming.

“You are the hottest, dirtiest, sluttiest piece of ass I’ve ever had. And now I’ve decided you are going to prove it to everyone else.”

“I’m going to cum, sir.”

He stopped immediately. I felt him withdraw, leaving my hot pussy aching. I heard him moving around behind me, then felt something plastic inserted into my ass and cool, slippery lube being squirted inside. The first capsule was followed by a second.

“After each man comes in your hungry ass, make sure you thank him for his deposit. Tell him what an anal-loving slut you are. Beg him to ram it into you.”

“Yes, sir,” I said, my mouth suddenly dry.

“Whatever he does to you, take it. Just make sure no one sticks it in your pussy. That hole in mine.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Have a good afternoon, Ms. Wick. Enjoy the lube and the Anal-ese, my gift to you.”

“Thank you very much, sir.”

He chuckled, patted me on the butt one last time, then left.

I was alone for only a few minutes before I heard the door open. The sounds of wingtips on tile. The man hesitated, then cautiously approached the urinal where I was strapped down.

“No way,” I heard him mutter. “No fucking way.”

I was frozen in place, unable to move even if I wanted to. I felt the man’s hand on my ass, then his other. “Is this okay?”

I licked my lips, nodded. “Please sir,” I said, my voice cracking a bit, “please fuck my hungry ass with your big cock.”

I heard the sound of his zipper being unzipped, felt his cock head pressed against my anus. The lube was slick enough that he was able to slowly and steadily feed his cock into my bubble ass. I squirmed with every inch.

“Oh my God,” he said. “It’s so tight. I’ve never fucked a girl in the ass before.”

I breathed as he fed every inch into my ass. Finally I felt his balls brush against my satin-covered pussy. The man paused, bent over my entire body his mouth was right next to my ear. “Does it feel good for you too?”

“Yes, sir. My slutty ass feels so good.”

“Yeah?” he said, beginning to pull out. He waited until his crown popped free of my ass before thrusting back in. “You like this?”

“Yes, sir. Fuck me.”

He placed his hands under my huge breasts, lifting them up and letting them bounce in his hands as he thrust in again, pulled out, then in again. He set a steady rhythm, he was the kind of lover that wanted to prolong the experience, wanted to make his girl come.

“I’m going to come soon,” he finally said against my ear. He was pinching my nipples through my bra by now, his thrusts becoming faster. “Where do you want me to come?”

“Please maltepe escort sir, please cum in my ass. I’m a whore and deserve your cum in my ass.”

That was all it took. I heard him grunt, he slowed his thrusts, and then he came. He held his hips against my butt while he spurted, I heard him wincing with each convulsion. Finally his flaccid dick pulled back, I heard him walk over to the sink and wash his hands.

“Are you okay?” he asked, drying his hands with a piece of paper towel.

I nodded. “Thank you for your cum in my ass. I will treasure it,” I said.

Many of the encounters went like that, and before long I had five creamy loads of jizz in my ass. The next two came in at the same time, I heard threads of their conversation from the hallway before they even opened the door.

“No man, Dave in accounting said that we had to go to this restroom. He said there was something special inside.”

“Are you sure it is not a prank?”

The two men stopped right inside the doorway, letting the door swing shut behind them.

“No way, man. Is this what Dave was talking about?”

“He didn’t say what it was,” the first man said. I heard them approach. “Oh man, this is too good.”

“Wow, look at her ass. People have been really using her!”

“I plan to,” the other man said. He unzipped his fly. “I will never pass up a chance to get my pole wet.”

“It says anal-only. What do you think it means?”

“It means she only wants us to stick it in her ass, dip shit.”

The first man grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them wide. A little bit of cum dribbled out my ass. “Wow, a lot of guys have used her.”

“How many?”

“I don’t know, ask her.”

“Hey slut, how many men have come in your ass already?”

“Five, sirs. You two will make seven.”

“Call me master.” One of the men laughed quietly, nudged the other. “Do you enjoy being the cum dump for the entire floor, slut?”

My cheeks burned red. “Yes, master. Please let my hungry ass drain your balls too.”

He lined his cock up to my opening. “Say it again.”

“Please master, fuck my slutty ass with your huge cock.”

He pushed just the head inside. My ass swallowed his crown tight. “Beg for more.”

“Yes, master. Please give me more of your cock.”

He pushed another inch in. “Again.”

“Yes master, please fuck my ass.”

Another inch. “More.”

“Please, master, please fuck my slutty ass pussy. My ass craves your cum.”

Another inch. “Dirtier.”

“Yes master, please come in my dirty ass. I want you to come in my ass so it will remind me that I’m your anal-loving slut all day.”

Finally the man’s balls pressed against my covered pussy. I could feel the heat of his testicles against my pussy lips, which were dripping with girl juice. My pussy practically wet kissed his balls through my panties, the thought of which made me even hotter. His cock filled my ass completely, the widest I’d taken all day.

The man paused, reached around and put his hand down the front of my panties. He rubbed my pussy lips and made me moan with each caress. He pulled his hand out, his fingers dripping wet.

“Dude, look how much she is getting off on this. I’ve never seen a girl this wet before. Open your mouth, slut.”

I opened my mouth obediently and he thrust his fingers inside, coating my tongue with my own juices. Only then did he start thrusting, he waited until I sucked his fingers dry before finishing. He pulled out quickly, wiped his cock off on my panties still covering most of my ass.

“Dude, get in there.”

The second man took his place after the first, ramming my ass again and again without hesitation.

The other man stood right next to me, watching. “You want me to make her say anything dirty for you?”

“Nah,” the guy thrusting away grunted.

“Cool,” the other one said. “Slut, open your mouth and stick out your tongue. There’s something I’ve always wanted to try.”

I did as I was told, laying my pink tongue against my bottom lip and teeth. I was still blindfolded so I couldn’t see who he was or what he was doing.

The other man cleared his throat and spit directly into my mouth, I felt the glob of spit land directly on my tongue.

The man in my ass finished, but still I held my mouth mamak escort open and my tongue out.

“Such an eager slut,” the first man said, spitting again into my mouth. “Let me see you swish it.”

I did as he told me, swishing his spit around my mouth with my tongue, making sure he saw every movement.

“You may swallow now, you dirty whore.”

I swallowed his spit, then opened my mouth again to show him I had done so.

“What do you say?”

“Thank you masters for your generosity. I appreciate all the cum you’ve left in my ass.

I heard the two of them washing up at the sinks, talking to each other about their good luck. They left without another word.

Four more men came in before Mr. Smith came back that afternoon. All four of them were quick and business-like, one guy didn’t say a thing even when I thanked him for cuming in me.

When Mr. Smith entered I could tell just from his foot steps. He approached quietly, laid his hand over the words he had put on my back.

“How many men have you taken in your ass?” he asked.

“Eleven, sir.”

“And how many times did you love it?”

“Eleven, sir.”

“And how many in your pussy?”

“None, sir.”

He patted me on my bottom, then spread my cheeks and put three fingers inside. All of the cum, all eleven loads, poured from my ass over his fingers and into the bowl of the urinal. He thrust into my ass a few times with his fingers, scooping all the cum out and making sure he didn’t leave much behind.

“Clean this,” he said, holding his dirty cum-covered fingers in front of my face. I opened my mouth and he trust his fingers inside, deep in my throat, allowing me to suck on them and clean between his fingers with my tongue. When he was adequately satisfied that I had licked all the cum from his fingers he pulled them away from my face and began cutting the black electrical tape that held me in place.

I was relieved when I could stand up again, and Mr. Smith even took my blindfold off. He placed his hand over my pussy, checking the heat and wetness through my panties. Seemingly satisfied he pointed to the urinal, to the gobs and gobs of cum resting in the bowl.

“Clean that up,” he said with a malicious smile. “All your lovers left you such a delicious treat, you must not leave it behind.”

“Yes, sir,” I said. I walked over to the urinal, bent at the waist, and began to lick up the cum with long strokes of my tongue. Mr. Smith watched me with every lick, made sure I cleaned the urinal to his exact standards with my eager tongue.

“Do you want to cum?” he asked.

I moaned, nodded, but did not stop licking the urinal bowl.

Mr. Smith slipped his fingers in the hole in the back of my panties while I continued to lick. He placed two fingers in my dripping pussy, one in my ass, and his pinky rubbed against my clit with each slow and steady thrust of his hand.

“Don’t stop licking this bowl until it is cleaner than you found it, and then I will let you come while you lick it clean.”

I moaned with each thrust of his hand, I cleaned all the cum off the bowl and started licking the back wall of the urinal. I was going crazy, my pussy was so hot from his fingers and my clit sang with each thrust. I licked the cool porcelain rim, I licked the bowl again, I started licking up the back wall again.

“Don’t forgot the drain.”

I licked around the drain, over the drain, stuck the tip of my tongue in each hole in the drain before licking the back of the urinal again. Mr. Smith’s fingers were driving me crazy, and I wanted to come so bad. Finally my cleaning job must have met his approval because he pulled all his fingers out and cupped all four over my pussy, using his fingertips to put even pressure over my clit and used small circles until I gasped and came and practically squirted all over his fingers before collapsing to my knees.

Mr. Smith went over to the sink and washed his hands.

“Pull yourself together, Ms. Wick, and walk back to your desk right away. I have work for you this afternoon.”

“Yes, sir.”

I cleaned up, pulled my clothes back on and quietly slipped out of the men’s room. Walking the hallway I felt so exposed, the slash in my panties let air through to caress my abused asshole. I felt eyes on me, but there was no way to know which of the men on the floor had visited me in the bathroom. I didn’t know which ones had made me call them master and spit in my mouth.

The humiliation of it all made me pussy throb, I didn’t think masturbating ten times in a row would make any of the horniness I felt go away.

I sat down at my desk and fought the urge to finger myself. There was work to do, after all.

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******This is a fictional story and everyone is 18 and over******

Introduction

The day that Cassidy Martinez lost her virginity was the beginning of her sexual odyssey.

At eighteen years old, Cassidy was a confident and alluring young woman. Born and raised in Orlando, Florida she stood at 5’4 and was of Brazilian, Puerto Rican, and Romanian descent. She had chest length brunette hair, hazel eyes, 38C breasts, and a trim figure complete with shapely legs and a round bubble butt. Shortly after her eighteenth birthday Cassidy had sex for the first time with her then boyfriend. After a few times she found that only did she enjoy sex; but she craved it. By the time she lost her anal virginity a few months later Cassidy was a self-proclaimed nymphomaniac. She couldn’t get enough of the sensations that came with sex, and when she moved to Miami her sexual adventures not only continued; but her deepest fantasy would become a reality.

The path that Cassidy took was an erotic road full of lust and orgasmic experiences. These are the chronicles of Cassidy Martinez.

Chronicle 1 : Poolside Fuck

Cassidy leaned on the breakfast island in the kitchen and watched with amusement as her father frantically search through the pockets of his suitcase. Her parents were marketing executives who had to attend a conference in New York for a week, and their Uber driver was on the way to take them to the airport.

“Tickets, tickets,” he muttered under his breath. “Where are the tickets?”

“Cassidy’s mother Adriana entered the kitchen with her suitcase and rolled her eyes at the sight of her husband fumbling with his luggage.

“What is he looking for now Cassi?”

“The tickets,” Cassidy replied with an amused smirk.

Adriana let out a sigh as she walked over to her husband Pablo and pulled two slips of paper from her suitcase.

“Looking for these?”she asked.

Pablo looked up and noticed what was in Adriana’s hand. “Where did you find them?” He asked.

“They were in my suitcase the entire time,” she said, “I figured they would be safer with me.”

“You know dad always always forgets something right before a flight so good thinking on your part mom,” Cassidy said with a chuckle.

“Yeah yeah, very funny,” said Pablo as he zipped up his suitcase. He walked over to Cassidy and kissed her forehead.

“Be sure to lock up when we leave,” he said. “We’ll be gone for a week…oh, and don’t forget that the pool cleaner is coming by today. I left the money on the kitchen table.”

“The Uber is pulling up,” said Adriana as she checked her phone. She gave Cassidy a quick kiss bursa escort and hug as she bid her good-bye, and Cassidy waved as she watched her parents walk out the door. Once gone she went to her room and looked around to see what else she could take with her to Miami. In less than a month she would be living in an on-campus apartment at the University of Miami, and while she was packed for the most part, it felt as though she still had so much more to do.

“I have bedding over there…clothes over there…” Cassidy said to herself. As she did a mental inventory of what she already had and what she would need, she was interrupted by the doorbell ringing.

“That must be Brian,” Cassidy muttered to herself as she hurried down the stairs. Brian had been the pool guy for the Martinez family ever since they first got a pool a few years ago. She made a beeline for the kitchen to get the money before going to the front door, and she was surprised to see who was standing there. Instead of a slightly gray middle age man, there was a handsome twenty something year old man standing there.

“Excuse me, is this the Martinez residence?” He asked.

“Yes it is,” Cassidy answered. “Who are you?”

“My name is Daniel, I was sent over to clean your pool.” He extended his hand and smiled, flashing a beautiful set of teeth. “Nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too, and my name’s Cassidy.” She shook his hand and quickly took notice of his firm handshake, tall height, and good looks.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what happened to our pool guy Brian?” asked Cassidy.

“He’s taking a personal leave due to family issues, and I was asked to fill in for the day. I didn’t want you to be alarmed by a new face so I made sure to introduce myself.”

After the introduction Daniel asked which way led to the pool and Cassidy pointed him in the right direction. He was dressed in blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt, making Cassidy take notice of his body and how muscular he was.

“So how long have you been cleaning pools Daniel?”

“Just for the summer,” he responded casually. “I wanted to learn a little extra cash before I start law school next month.”

“That’s awesome!!” Cassidy exclaimed. “Where are you going?”

“Stanford University. I’ll be moving to California early next month” He got the equipment needed to clean the pool before looking at Cassidy once more. “Are you in college Cassidy?”

“I start next month as well at the University of Miami.”

As the two made small talk Cassidy found herself getting turned on by Daniel. His good looks, brilliant bursa escort bayan smile, charm attracted her, and she could feel her nipples begin to harden.

“Hey Daniel, do you mind if I ask you a question?”

“Sure, what’s up?”

Cassidy sauntered over to Daniel and pressed herself against him boldly. She looked up at him seductively and asked,” Do you like to fuck?”

The question caught Daniel off guard and his eyes widened with surprise.

“Wh-what was th-that again?” He managed to stammer.

“We are both grown, you can tell me.” Cassidy looked him in the eye and asked again in a clear voice,” Do. You. Like. To. Fuck?”

“Well, yeah…but…” Daniel responded in an uncertain tone, still thrown off by the question.

“Here’s a better question…”Cassidy took a step back from Daniel and removed her tank top and bra. Her tits were round and her nipples had hardened into tiny pebbles as she stood before Daniel in nothing but her short shorts.

“Would you like to fuck me?”

Daniel was completely speechless as Cassidy started to undo her shorts. She looked at Daniel’s crotch and a smirk appeared on her face when she saw a noticeable bulge through his jeans. Once her shorts and panties were lowered down her hips Cassidy led Daniel over to the nearby pergola and patio furniture. Daniel gulped and asked,” What are you doing Cassidy?”

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Cassidy responded as she made Daniel stand near the lawn couch. As she started to undo his jeans all Daniel could do was just look at her as his lust began to rise. He already thought she looked good; hell, sexy even and she had a body for days on her. His cock was straining painfully in his jeans and once she pulled them down his cock sprang out proudly before him.

“What if your neighbors see us?” He asked. A low moan escaped his lips as her tongue ran along the length of his member.

“So what if they do?” she responded in a seductive tine. Cassidy took his cock into her mouth and began to suck him off. Her tongue flicked over the sensitive head while her hands stroked his length. Daniel’s apprehension quickly melted away as his lust took over, and he groaned with pleasure when Cassidy took his entire length into her mouth; holding him there momentarily before enthusiastically sucking him off again. Daniel couldn’t take it anymore, and he wanted more than that.

“Sit on my cock,” he said in a lustful voice. Cassidy released his member with a wet pop and stood up fully as Daniel fully stripped out of his clothes to reveal a muscular body complete with a rock hard 6 pack. escort bursa He sat on the couch and Cassidy eagerly climbed on top of him. She was already soaking wet and as she guided him inside of her pussy she moaned as his cock stretched her.

“Damn, your pussy is fucking tight,” Daniel groaned as Cassidy began to ride him. He smacked her ass and squeezed her round cheeks, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her.

“Fuck me Daniel,” Cassidy moaned seductively. “We’re not making love. Fuck me.”

Daniel needed no convincing upon hearing her request, and his apprehensiveness was long gone. No longer did he worry about neighbors or anything of the sort. The only thing on his mind was fucking the shit out of Cassidy. He grabbed her ass once more and began to pound Cassidy’s pussy.

“Oh fuck, oh my god!” Cassidy cried out. “Fuck me. Fuck my fucking pussy!!”

His cock thrust relentlessly inside of her, and she was reduced to moaning and crying out in ecstasy. He smacked her ass and his tongue flicked over her hardened nipples repeatedly; while the sound of his carnal groans made Cassidy hornier and wetter.

“Hold on to me Cassidy,” Daniel said as he started to stand. Cassidy had her arms wrapped around Daniel’s neck and she let out a gasp when he stood up with ease with her in his arms. His cock was still inside of her and without missing a beat his fucking did not cease. Now that she was in the air all Cassidy could do was take the thrusts and enjoy the sensations shooting through her.

“Oh fuck…I’m bumming!” Cassidy’s pussy clenched tightly around Daniel’s thick member and her body shuddered from her orgasm. Daniel continued to fuck Cassidy until her climax subsided, and she gave him a lustful look when he lifted her off of his cock.

‘I want your cum in my fucking mouth,” Cassidy said as she bent down in front of him. Her tongue flicked teasingly over the head of his cock as he stroked himself, and it wasn’t long before his cock twitched; releasing the first spurt of cum onto Cassidy’s tongue. Jet after jet came until Cassidy’s mouth was completely full. Once done she swallowed his entire load and proceeded to lick his cock clean.

“Damn girl,” Daniel managed to say in between breaths, “You really are something.”

“I can say the same thing about you,” Cassidy replied with a smirk as she stood up. “You might want to get dressed again. You still have a pool to clean.”

This time it was Daniel’s turn to smirk at her. Cassidy turned and went to gather her clothes that had laid abandoned by the pool. When she looked up she noticed that her elderly neighbor Lillian Jones was standing on her patio with her mouth wide open and a look of shock on her face. Cassidy had no idea how long Lillian had been standing there or what she had seen, but Cassidy didn’t care one bit. She gathered clothes, gave Lillian a friendly wave, and then headed through the backdoor into the house.

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