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Her friend Cheryl made porn for women and sold it on her website. They’d had conversations about making a tape, but Natasha was a bit worried about it, something like that could ruin her career if it got out there. “No one will ever know who you are, sweetie. I’ll pay you guys, and you’ll have a keepsake. I promise I’ll make it fun. I want to do something different, just for shits and giggles.””Okay. Let me talk to John about it.”After Natasha had broached the subject with John, she was surprised at how quickly he agreed.“Okay,” John said with a smile. “I’ll fuck you on camera.”Jeez, that was easy Natasha thought to herself.The shoot went better than expected. It was a little weird coming onto the set and meeting the other actor, a paunchy guy about fifty, the camera guy, and the people, men and women, working on set. The thought of being watched by so many people while she fucked was kind of exciting.When John got there they’d done makeup and laughed about it. Sometimes Natasha would play with John’s dick while his was being put on, which made Cheryl laugh and make rude sexual comments.The makeup girl Escort esat used several different colors on her eyes, blue on her eyelids, heavy on the mascara, giving her ‘tails.’ Natasha thought she looked like an Egyptian chick from a Hollywood movie, but she liked it, it looked so tawdry. Then they slapped a wig on both of them, and a fake mustache for John.By the time they starting fucking for the camera they were both giddy and horny.Cheryl told them to fuck for a bit before she started directing. After fifteen minutes or so John had gotten Natasha properly worked up.  She was loose and completely into it.While they were fucking, looking at each other in costume had cracked them up, but it was exciting. John’s black wig with tiny wisps of blonde and gray sticking out and his bad fake mustache had her giggling now and then. Glancing in a mirror, she’d loved the whorish way her platinum blonde locks made her look. Not that her black hair didn’t excite John, he loved her hair, it was just different.She was being evil, but it was a game and no one was getting hurt. Perfect. etimesgut escort Living someone else’s fantasy added a dimension to it as well. They’d fucked in different positions for a half hour. John had to hold his load. Normally, he’d be fine, he’d cum, and stay hard, or get it up again pretty fast, but Cheryl said sometimes dudes would have trouble the second time on a set full of people, and made him hold off. Fucking, and holding it so long would allow Cheryl to get a good ‘money shot’ of John cumming on Natasha’s face, and holding it for a while would guarantee a big, juicy load for the camera to catch.Natasha, on the other hand, was free to get off as much as she wanted! Natasha sat back at one point and had John watch her get herself off.She was good at this!The set had all kinds of accoutrements so the few weird positions were comfortable. And she was getting filmed while she fucked. Ooooo. And watched! OHHHH!The basic premise was Natasha was Bernice the slutty wife, and John was Elmer, her redneck side dick. Her hubby, Bert, was at work, but it was close etlik escort bayan to his time to come home, and her character didn’t care.Cheryl had them do different nasty things on the couch, then other places set up for it. On the DVD, it would be cut to five or ten minutes before her ‘hubby’ got home.Natasha had even suggested a few things that made Cheryl raise her eyebrows and mutter, “Jesus, Girl, You’re nasty!” and laugh.They had opened this cinematic masterpiece with Bernice calling Elmer up. “Come give me some afternoon dick.”She’d said it with what she thought might be a Texas drawl. That had taken quite a few cuts. Between the giggling, and some pained looks from a few of the folks on set who were actually FROM Texas. The nice thing was, once the fucking started, she always had John’s dick in her while they waited for different poses. The Cheryl would have a jar coconut oil on hand to keep that pussy ready and happy. She didn’t usually need it until she and John had been fucking for a very long time, but you never knew. John, or ‘Elmer’, would grease some on every now and then, just in case.It was going to be a long shoot after all!When everyone else was looking at the ‘Script’ or playing back video, she and John would just smile at each other and fuck while everyone wandered around doing stuff. It was casual nasty.I could really learn to like this, Natasha thought to herself.

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In The Sun – Chapter 3 (Day 5 – 8)

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Jane regretted falling asleep straight after making love, as soon as she woke up. She unpeeled herself from John and jumped into the shower. He joined her as she was done, so it was with a kiss and a finger to his lips, that she stopped any plans he may have had.“If we’re going out today, we need to get moving,” she told him.Jane looked out of the window and saw the other couples sitting by the pool. The men were in shorts and polo-shirts, so she got out a similar outfit for John and put on a skirt and t-shirt.“See you by the pool,” she shouted as she went out to join the others. There was a round of good mornings as she did and delight that they would be joining the respective activities today.It was ten minutes before John joined them. Over croissants and coffee, they chatted about what they had been up to yesterday. Jane and John explained how their feelings had gone from awkwardness at the start of the day to not worrying too much. They also talked about their plans.The three men were going inland to play eighteen holes, maybe, on the Jandia course. They thought, especially with two complete novices, that they would most likely be there all day. Lunch would be at the course and then they would stop and get dinner for them all on the way home.The women were going to a couple of places, a factory outlet and a shopping centre. Depending on how long it took they may have lunch out, and although their venues were open into the evening, they would be sure to be back in good time for dinner.Sally and Lisa told Jane that on their last night, they planned a night of drinking and dancing to which Jane and John were both invited. After they finished breakfast, the taxi for the men arrived and they disappeared. Lisa rubbed her hands together and Sally giggled as soon as the villa door was shut.“First things first,” she said, smiling at the now, worried-looking Jane.Lisa disappeared into her villa and they could hear her opening and closing cupboards, and the chink of bottles and glasses.Sally put her hand on Jane’s arm, “It’s not too late to go and hide,” she laughed. Jane chuckled nervously.“Screwdrivers,” Lisa announced as she walked out with a tray with three glasses.“And putters and wedges,” Sally laughed.Each of the women picked up a glass and Sally gave a toast, “To a morning of wasting shop assistants time, trying on as much as possible, flirting with as many married men as possible and spending, lots of spending!”Lisa laughed as they clinked glasses and Jane still looked worried.“Don’t worry honey,” Lisa said, “the married men will be there because their lovely wives have dragged them along. If they think it’s anything more, they have another thing coming.”“And don’t worry about thinking you have to keep up with us,” Sally continued, “you only buy something if you really want to. Don’t worry what these two old birds are doing. However, we are planning on a big night out tomorrow, for our last night. Drinking and dancing and dancing and drinking, in case you wanted to buy something special.”Lisa and Sally chinked their glasses again and Jane relaxed. They heard the horn from the taxi they had ordered; so they finished their drinks and gathered their purses and anything else they were taking with them. They explained to Jane that the places had some good buys but were not huge so they would probably be back at the villas long before the men.First stop was the factory outlet, they were in there browsing for a little over half an hour before gathering a number of things together to try on. In the end, Jane was the only one to buy anything from there. She was a little disappointed when neither Lisa nor Sally asked about it. Then they went into the main shopping centre.“I suggest anti-clockwise, then we end at the coffee shop and we can have a drink overlooking the sea before we head home.”The others agreed and they set off. There were all types of shops, selling clothes from lingerie and beachwear to formal clothes suitable for black tie events. There was a supermarket, which Lisa took advantage of and bought a few supplies. By the time they had finished, they each had a few bags and were thankful to sit down in the café, where Lisa ordered them another screwdriver each.“To the boys playing golf,” she offered.“And a day with two great women,” Sally replied.“Thank you,” Jane blushed as she responded.The three of them talked about various things, but the subject soon came around to how Jane was enjoying the island. This then moved on to asking how she felt about the nudist beaches and about Lisa and Sally being topless by the pool.Jane had loosened up through the morning and explained her reservations to the other two which were met with surprise and shock. Sally leant forward and lifted the edge of Jane’s t-shirt and pinched her side.“You have got to be fucking kidding me! There’s nothing there! Jane, if you didn’t have that little roll, you would split every time you bent over. Jesus girl, you’re esat escort bayan gorgeous!”Jane could feel herself blush and felt she could not be more embarrassed, then Lisa asked her something.“You were watching the other night, weren’t you?” Jane nodded her head but could not look at Lisa.“I thought so, I thought I saw movement in your villa, but I wasn’t totally sure.”This jerked Jane’s attention around to Lisa and she hadn’t noticed Sally’s hand still resting on her waist until she pinched her.“What a bitch huh?” Sally laughed.“We must stop being wicked, I’m sorry Jane, I thought it was you. I waved on the off chance. Look at me though, late forties, I’m in reasonable shape, but I have rolls and dimples,” she said lifting the front of her top and squeezing her belly.She then hoisted her breasts which were not being supported too well by the bikini top she was wearing, “These have seen better days too. The fact is though, I don’t care. I look the best I can for me and for P. I got a little obsessive at one time and it nearly cost my marriage. My point is, I don’t care what people think, I’m happy with me and P loves me, that’s the only two things I need.”She held up her hand, “I’m sure you have a load more questions about what you saw too but let’s get back to the villa first.”As they finished their drinks and got up to go to the taxi rank, Jane felt a little more confident about herself but was a little upset that neither of the other women had asked about what she had bought. Lisa jumped into the front next to the driver, while Sally and Jane got in the back.Jane felt a hand on her thigh and looked at Sally, “What’s wrong, you look so sad?”“No, nothing, it’s just,” she sighed, “this will sound so childish.”Sally squeezed her thigh, “Mine aren’t much younger than you, I see their wobbles all the time, what’s the matter?”“I was hoping that you and Lisa would ask about what I had bought,” Jane’s voice trailed off at the end as she felt she was sounding more and more childish.“Oh shit! Lisa,” Sally reached forward and put her hand on Lisa’s shoulder, “we didn’t explain what we did last week.”Lisa started to laugh then saw the look on Jane’s face, “What’s up?”“Last week the boys went go-karting or something, we went shopping again. What we decided on the way over was to not talk about what we bought, instead, do a presentation.”“The first presentation is going to be a joint one though,” said Lisa. “I bought some breads; Sally got some cheeses and you have a selection of meats as we suggested. I’ve also got some tequila and crème de cassis that needs using.” She put her hand up, “No, there is absolutely no way it can go back home.”Lisa turned to the driver, “Excusa señor podemos parar en el supermercado por favor?”“Si.”Then she turned back to the women in the back of the car, “I forgot to get some more orange juice.”“You speak Spanish?” Jane asked.“Like a bull examines china. I know some odds and sods and mash them together in an effort to be understood.”After the stop at the supermarket, they arrived back at the complex. They went in and prepared their parts of the repast and met by the pool. Lisa made two trips, her second she had a jug of orange juice sat in a bucket of ice and the two bottles she promised. Putting three tall tumblers on the table she put a few ice cubes in, poured a generous portion of tequila into each and nearly topped up with orange juice. After stirring each she took the crème de cassis and slowly topped up the glasses by pouring it over the back of the spoon, finishing with a straw in each.“Tequila sunrise!” she stated. “Two reasons not to use grenadine; first, it is non-alcoholic and two, crème de cassis was the original ingredient. It’s not a cocktail until there are two alcoholic drinks mixed together, that’s why we could have screwdrivers before we went out.”The three women chinked their glasses and saluted each other.“Now,” said Sally, “how are we doing this? All disappear and come back with something?”“Sure,” said Jane. “Is there any order?”“Well, I have an outfit for our last night, how about we all put on what we plan to wear for that first.”The women agreed and after having a little to eat and finishing their drinks quickly, returned to their respective villas to change. A few minutes later they were back, Sally and Lisa stopped and gawped at Jane as she crossed to them. Jane, seeing this felt a blush rising on her cheeks.Both older women were wearing black numbers, Sally’s quite conservative, showing a little cleavage, but with a high back and wide straps leading into capped sleeves. Lisa wore a shorter dress a few inches above her knee, quite a deep plunge at the front and only about half her back showing. It was obvious she had no bra on.“What?” asked Sally. “Don’t look at me like that! You know my girls can’t go out without support. I’ve got a decade on you; I hope you don’t fall foul of the curse of Sagatha.”Both women Escort etimesgut laughed and Jane, feeling more and more relaxed in their company chuckled quietly.“Now, let us look at our church mouse,” Lisa turned when Sally said this, and Jane felt like a mouse being eyeballed by a pair of hawks.“Come on Anthea,” said Sally. Jane and Lisa looked at each other then back at Sally, blankly. “Give us a twirl? Saturday night TV? The Generation Game? Bruce? Good God! I despair for you youngsters!”All three women laughed, though Jane and Lisa still had no idea who Sally was talking about. They sipped at the next round of drinks Lisa had prepared and then Jane obliged Sally’s request for a twirl and putting her arms out, turned on the spot. She had a sparkling, light blue, mini dress on, that came to several inches below her bum. The neckline gathered in her cleavage, a thin halter strap holding it over her breasts. The back started at about three-quarters of the way down and there were splits up the side, that appeared to be almost to the top of her legs. Over this Jane had a matching, sheer light blue throw that left nothing to the imagination but cast the impression of covering her up. On her feet, Jane had a new pair of strappy boot-like sandals, in a very pale blue, that came over her ankles.“Oh, my goodness, that’s simply lovely!” Sally stated, “Oh to be young enough to pull that off.”“I do see two issues,” Lisa said, “maybe three. First, how are you going to keep your boobs from escaping, because two, you are not going to be able to wear a bra? Finally, with those splits, there is no way you are going to be wearing knickers with it.”“I’m not as silly as you look,” replied Jane, growing in confidence all the time. She heard Sally snigger. “I asked about this in the shop,” she held up a roll of tape. “That should keep the girls under control,” she smiled at Sally, “though I’m not wasting it on this. I also bought a pair of high cut knickers that will sit over my hip. Poor John’s going to have a heart attack.”“Honey,” said Lisa, “if the boy is in his right mind, he will shit a brick. I hope you didn’t want room to breathe because he will be all over you all night, like a tiger pacing around his territory.”“Can I just see something?” Sally asked, “Can you take off the throw?” Jane obliged.“Hmmm,” Sally remarked and ran her finger across the middle of Jane’s back. “You’ll need to do something about your tan lines. I have some bronzer if you would like. Well Cinders, it looks like you will go to the ball.”“Or you could let them have a little air while the boys are away,” suggested Lisa. “A bit of both and you could be there. And if you do get to the ball, try not to gag.”“Next!” declared Jane, her newfound confidence bolstered by the alcohol working its way through her system. “Beachwear.”To Jane’s surprise, when they returned, both Sally and Lisa had tops on. They explained that you couldn’t buy just bikini bottoms. It didn’t help that there seemed to be a resurgence of people thinking they knew what was best for other people and shaming them if they didn’t conform to their archaic moralities. They both wore fairly simple bikinis, Lisa in black and higher cut around her bum; Sally in peach with a fuller bum. There was nothing flash about Jane’s either, almost turquoise in colour, the bottoms were cut higher than Lisa’s, but not quite to a thong.“Like blue, do you?” remarked Sally, making Jane giggle.“You know, your throw would match that,” said Lisa“I know, I did think it could be multi-purpose, a bit of modesty on the beach. Similar tomorrow, too, but taking the edge off when it cools down later.”Lisa walked up to Jane and whispered something to her, “Just something to think about,” she finished.When they had finished their show, the women sat down again, Lisa and Sally quickly losing their tops. More drinks were made, and they helped themselves to the food on the table. Before Sally had joined them, she had briefly returned to her villa, the reason became apparent as she passed Jane a bottle of bronzer.“It’s sun-screen too, so you can tan safely under it, why don’t you try some.”Jane hesitated, looked around to confirm what she knew, that they were shielded from prying eyes. She looked at the other women again, both gave her a little encouraging nod. She leant forward in her chair and pulled the string across her back and lifted the top over her head.“Fuck it, I’m on holiday,” she said and applied the bronzer to her breasts.“I hate you two bitches!” Sally laughed, “I remember when I had tits like that, now I have to wear a bikini top help tan my white bits,” she finished by cupping her breasts and hoisting them up.“I think you are both great. You have what fifteen, twenty years on me…”“How old are you?” Sally cut in.“Twenty-two, John’s twenty-three.”Sally looked at Lisa and said, “She’s so sweet, I want to take her home with me. Please can I adopt you, Jane?”“Honey, etlik escort I told you, I am in my late forties. You are a quarter of a century younger than me and Sally has ten years on that.”Jane was flabbergasted, “Well you are both older than me and you are just so confident in your bodies. I’m supposed to be the young one, showing off all I have, and I struggled to go topless in front of you.”“It’s not confidence, so much as not caring. So what if my tits sag and I have cellulite? So long as I’m happy with my body what does it matter what anyone else thinks?”Lisa raised her glass, “Here, here!”“It also helps that Chris loves me however I am and has only ever encouraged me to improve myself for me.”“Lisa, I have to ask,” Jane piped up and then pointed first to Lisa’s breasts then to her own.“Oh, these?” Lisa prodded at the silver clamps on her nipples. “These were a present from P for our silver wedding anniversary. I have to wear them when I’m not with him.“Oh, honey don’t look so worried, I have to because I want to; one word and I could stop.”“Doesn’t it hurt putting them on and wearing them?” Jane asked.“Not really. Do you like John to pinch your nipples a little bit?” Jane nodded. “It’s a bit like that, a constant pressure to start. They can get a bit irritating if I’m wearing a bra, but it’s never really painful wearing them. Taking them off, on the other hand, it hurts like a bitch!” she laughed.“You see they go a little numb after a bit. Never wear them tight enough to go totally numb, you’ll kill your nipples, literally. When P takes them off, the blood rushes back into them filling them and reawakening every tiny nerve ending in them.” Lisa shuddered at the thought.“And that reaction is just from thinking about it. Imagine P taking them off.” Lisa closed her eyes“He gets me right to edge first, then BAM!” she clapped her hands together.“Oh my god, it’s like my orgasm explodes through my tits, then back in and down and out of my pussy!”Lisa suddenly looked a bit sheepish, “Sorry, got a bit carried away.”Sally and Jane were dumbfounded for a second, “I don’t care how hard you cum my dear, ain’t no way Chris is doing that to my precious babies,” Sally remarked, stroking her nipples, causing all three women to laugh.“And the other night when I saw you,” Jane felt her mouth go dry and took another swig of her drink. “When you were kneeling next to your husband and he was patting you like a dog.”“Oops,” said Sally.Lisa stiffened and then took a breath, “Have you seen that fifty shades shit?”Jane felt abashed by the sudden aggressive edge to Lisa’s voice, “Yes?” she replied questioning if it was the correct thing to say.“First thing you need to do is forget everything you saw in that. Sure, there are some people in relationships like that, but really, he was just a thug and a bully. That film was such bullshit it did nothing but harm the image of the lifestyle,” Sally reached over and put her hand on Lisa’s arm.Lisa took another deep breath before continuing, “What you saw was a loving interaction. It’s too long to really explain, but P does it because he loves me and I him. Do you ever rest your head in John’s lap? Does he stroke your hair? It’s no different.”Lisa went on to explain about her submissiveness and what she got from it, how she and Peter had come to their understanding of her needs and that their practice was at the lighter end of the spectrum of Dominance and submission.Jane turned to Sally, who held up her hand, “I know what you’re going to ask and yes, it is a turn on for me when people watch. When Lisa told me that she thought you might be watching us it was a double turn on with her and P already there. Tell me Jane, were you playing with yourself?”Jane looked away, not noticing Sally’s hand move between her legs.“How delightful! P was playing with Lisa and I could see she was helping him out,” Her hand slipped under the edge of her bikini bottoms. “While P was stroking Lisa, and she was stroking him, what were you doing?”Jane didn’t reply straight away but looked up at Lisa who smiled so gently and gave a little nod that it encouraged her. Lisa also pointed to her eyes so that Jane remained focused on her.“At first it was just me, then John came out.”Sally gasped a little as her finger stroked over her clitoris, “Both of you?” she sighed. Lisa reached out and put her hand on Jane’s cheek to stop her from looking over at Sally.“Yes,” Jane quietly explained what had happened, right up to the point where she had orgasmed when Lisa waved.“Oh dear, sweet Jane, thank you!” Sally breathed as her orgasm overtook her.Only then did the full realisation of what had happened strike Jane; the shock apparent on her face. Lisa reached out and held one of her hands smiling still. Jane relaxed and looked over at Sally who winked at her as she lay back enjoying the afterglow.“Time for a swim!” Lisa announced and stood up, slipped her bikini bottoms off and dived into the pool. Sally followed suit.Jane got up and joined them swimming but thoughts about what she had seen and heard on this holiday were doing their own swimming inside her head. As these floated away, the new experiences she had felt came to fore and jostled for attention.“Penny for them?” Sally interrupted.

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Chapter VII – (Part Five – Wrapping up Mandi’s First Assignment)

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It was about 4:00 pm on Friday, and I was sitting in my office of the rapidly growing and successful high tech company I work for in Silicon Valley. I was so distracted that I could not concentrate on work. I knew my husband Dave had to work all weekend, and it was up to me to see what kind of fun I could find, or trouble I could get into. I realized this would involve being on my own, and possibly (okay, hopefully) having sex for the first time outside my marriage, without Dave being involved in some way.It had been over a month since my wild, crazy, and sex-filled weekend in Los Angeles with my husband Dave and several new friends, and I was super horny. My inborn slut and exhibitionist needed to be fed. Our open marriage understanding seemed to be working well for both of us, but I wanted to be sure Dave would be comfortable with whatever happened.This horniness came out when I dressed for work today. I wore a skirt that was much shorter than usual and no bra. And I somehow forgot to wear panties. Maybe this had something to do with what happened today.The first invitation arrived in the form of a mid-afternoon email notifying all employees that the company had achieved a year of record earnings and announcing that they were hosting a black-tie Gala Dinner and Party next month at a 4-star hotel in San Francisco.That got my horny brain thinking about all the fun things we could include in a trip to “The City”. I made a mental note to talk to Dave about them when he came out from under all the work he had.But what was more immediate, was the second invitation. I had occasionally been hit on by some of the guys at work. But I had steadfastly refused their offers because I felt I should not get involved with company personnel. But that was about to change.One of our Sales Managers, Todd, suddenly appeared in my office unannounced. He walked in with a big grin on his face, sat down in a chair next to my desk, and said, “Hi Mandi. What’s going on?”I have to admit that of all the guys here, he was probably the one that could breakdown my policy of non-involvement with co-workers. He had previously invited me to have an after-work drink with him a couple of times, but I had reluctantly declined each one. I had to admit that I found myself attracted to Todd. He was definitely handsome, charming, fit, and unmarried. I felt very flattered by his attention, and as I was sitting at my desk in my horny state, I instantly hoped he was going to invite me to have a drink with him this evening.I rolled my chair back from my desk, turned it so my legs were facing him, and replied with my own smile, saying, “What brings you by?”Todd glanced down at my legs and then back into my eyes, and said, “You are such an incredibly attractive woman, and I’m going to make one last attempt to invite you to join me for an after-work drink. I would be greatly honored if you’d accept my invitation for some adult beverages, and possibly a light meal, at one of my favorite restaurants this evening.”As I listened to him I saw him glance at my legs. I was wondering if (maybe hoping) he could see my naked pussy under my skirt.I looked at Todd with what I hoped was a sexy smile, and said, “As the old saying goes, timing is everything. It just so happens that my hubby will be working all weekend, and I was sitting here trying to figure out what to do with myself to have some fun. So, yes. I’d love to join you this evening. Please tell me what you have in mind.”Told replied by saying, “Would you like the standard ‘let’s get acquainted bull shit’, or would you like the honest truth?”My horniness immediately kicked in, and I could feel my pussy getting wet. So I decided to call his bluff, and said, “I’d like to hear the truth, and I’m guessing I have a good idea what it will involve.”Todd looked at me and said, “I feel like a quarterback with five seconds left in the game, my team is behind by five points, and I’m forty yards from the goal line. So I’m going to throw a ‘Hail Mary’ and hope it gets caught by a teammate in the end zone.”I laughed at the metaphor, and said, “Go ahead and throw it. I would like to know, and my reaction might surprise you.”“Okay, here goes. First, I would hope you’d wear something really hot and sexy that would get me hard from the moment I saw you. Then, I would hope the evening would not end at the restaurant, but rather in my bed where we’d enjoy hours of wild, intense, and mutually satisfying sex. And when I would wake up tomorrow morning I’ll find you still in my bed.”Todd’s plan certainly matched what I was looking for, but I wasn’t going to say that, at least not yet. But I did say, “That’s an exciting and audacious plan, particularly for our first time together. But I admire your balls for coming right out and saying that. I can’t promise it will happen, but I certainly won’t rule it out either. Fair enough?”“Yep. That works for me. The place we will be going caters to a young-adult crowd, and I know you’ll have fun and love the place. It happens to be owned by a good friend of mine, Joseph, who will be there tonight. He is cool and a lot of fun, and he might join us for a drink.”“Okay. But I have to ask you to do me a favor. We need to leave the office separately. I’m sure neither of us wants any of the busy-bodies talking about us.”Todd said, “Absolutely.” We agreed on the time and place we’d meet, and that I would text him when I was leaving the office.Todd got up to leave, but before he walked out my door, he turned back to me and said, “I am sure we’ll both have a great time. And thanks for the pussy flash.”I blew him a kiss, and with a big smile said, “I’m counting on it, and I’m glad you enjoyed the view.”I picked up my phone and called Dave to let him know that I had made plans for tonight, that it would probably include sex, and for him to not wait up for me. He replied, probably with a little smirk on his face, “Good for you. I hope that works. You’ve been deprived of any outside sex since L.A., and I know I won’t be any fun this weekend. So go for it, and don’t hold back.”“Would you like me to text you when I know for sure one way or the other?”“That would be perfect. And you can be sure that as soon as you walk in the door I’ll want to fuck your pussy that is full of someone else’s cum. So make sure you bring the evidence home with you.”I was thrilled that I had the green light I was hoping for.~~~~~~~By then it was after 5:00 p.m., and I was to meet Todd at 6:00 p.m. I wanted to freshen up and slip into the change of clothes I had recently stashed in a desk drawer for a time just like this. I had picked something that I thought would be flattering and provocative, but without being scandalous.The top had short sleeves, buttoned up the front, and was made of a thin, stretch-knit, silver-colored material. It had a scooped neckline, fit like it was painted on, and ended about an inch above my navel. The shape of my firm 38D breasts and nipples were hardly concealed by the material that clung to my tits like a second skin. Along with that, I had a short, white, low-rider, mini skirt that provided a full view of my tan bare legs, and a tantalizing band of bare, tan skin between my top and the skirt. It also seemed to flatter my butt. A pair of five-inch high strappy platform heels and a belly ring completed the ensemble. Of course, no underwear was involved.When I was altogether, I looked in the mirror in the restroom and liked what I saw. With my heels on, I stood six feet tall, weighed about 120 pounds, and had an all-over tan without any tan lines. I left two of the buttons on my top unfastened and was feeling horny about what might lie ahead. I could feel my pussy getting wet already, and decided to unfasten one more button once I was out of the office. I couldn’t wait to show off my body as much as possible.I texted Todd that I was just leaving the office and that I’d like him to meet me in front of the restaurant rather than inside. I mentioned that I was wearing something that I thought would result in the first part of his evening plan to occur. He texted back saying, “CU there, sexy.”When I pulled into the parking lot, I glanced at the entry area to see if Todd was waiting there. Sure enough, he was. I said to myself, “Okay girl, let’s kick this evening off on a sexy note.”Stepping out of my car I immediately noticed that my skirt was not close to covering my pussy, and pulled it down. As I walked toward the restaurant, I sensed that the motion my breasts had under the material must be quite enticing. I was so turned on and hoped that my attire had the intended effect on Todd, and maybe even a few others. The inborn exhibitionist in me was ready to make an appearance.As I walked up to Todd I could see his eyes were undecided where to focus. But he quickly recovered and held out both hands in a gesture for me to grasp them, so he could have a few seconds to visibly explore my body. Then he broke out into a huge grin and said, “Oh my God. You look incredible, and have exceeded my wildest expectations.”I grinned back at him and said, “So, I achieved the result you were hoping for?”Instead of answering, Todd pulled me closer to him and as he did, he slowly lowered his hands in a way that caused my right hand to slowly brush across the front of his pants. That brief touch of a hard cock told me the answer was an emphatic “yes”. A quick glance from me confirmed what I had felt. It looked like we’re off to a good start, and I felt my pussy beginning to get wet.The restaurant, and its bar area, was crowded, and a look around confirmed Todd’s comment about it being popular with the local young adults. It was decorated in light colors, had a long bar against the far wall, and a large number of tall bar tables surrounded by what appeared and sounded to be a happy crowd. It was currently standing room only, and I immediately felt comfortable in the surroundings. I grasped and squeezed Todd’s left hand, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and said, “This looks perfect. I’m sure we’ll have a great time.”Todd quickly ordered two glasses of Chardonnay for us and put his arm around my bare waist to guide me toward an unoccupied corner of one of the tables. His touch on my bare skin was almost electric, and I knew I wanted him to continue touching me.The table was partially occupied by a cute couple, and Todd asked if we could use the corner of the table to rest our glasses. The couple looked at us, and with a big smile, the guy said, “Please do. I’m Devin, and this is my girlfriend, LeeAnne. We’d esat escort be happy to share the table with such an attractive couple.”Todd replied, saying, “I’m Todd, and this is Mandi. She’s a colleague of mine.”I burst out laughing at Todd’s comment, glanced at him, and said, “You’re being way too formal.” Then I looked back at the others, and said, “We work at the same company, and he invited me to have a drink with him after work this evening. You can let your imagination take it from there.”LeeAnne gave me a sexy smile, and said, “Looking at your hot body and what you are wearing, a lot of imagination doesn’t seem necessary.”We all laughed at that. I gave Todd a quick squeeze on his butt and then confirmed that he was still hard. We thanked them for allowing us to intrude and said we wouldn’t bother them any further. But I couldn’t stop a few naughty thoughts about them from entering my imagination.Todd gently turned me to face him, looked me right in my eyes, and with a devilish look on his face, said, “It’s time to get this evening back to the two of us. You are totally desirable, and what you are wearing shows off your beautiful body perfectly. I’m hoping that tells me we are both on the same page on where we’d like this evening to go. If I’m right, please kiss me, and agree that we’ll abandon all pretense of being coy with each other.”I placed one hand around his neck and drew him to me. I put my lips to his, stuck my tongue in his mouth, and we exchanged a wonderfully passionate kiss right in front of our tablemates. I used my other hand to press against the noticeable erection in his pants to acknowledge my agreement. I heard him moan as I briefly fondled his cock through his pants. He was rock hard and I was totally aroused. I wanted him to touch me in the worst way.Todd grinned at me again, and said, “Now that’s the way to seal a deal. I also hope that a few more of the buttons on your top will somehow become unfastened.”“That’s a definite possibility, and there’s no time like the present.”With that, Todd slid his hand across my breast and unfastened the next lower button. This provided a nice view of the inner swell of my tits and afforded easy access for a wandering hand. To my great pleasure, Todd took this opportunity to briefly slide his hand inside the top and onto my bare breast. I couldn’t resist the thrill this gave me, and I took my hand, and momentarily held his hand tightly to my breast. His touch went right through my nipple and directly to my clit, and almost caused me to have an orgasm. He gave my nipple a little pinch and then withdrew his hand. My pussy immediately started creaming.About that time, LeeAnne got our attention and said, “We’re leaving now. It was nice meeting you both. If you want these two chairs you’d better grab them now.”I thanked them, and as they got up to leave, LeeAnne flashed me a captivating smile, handed me a business card, and said, “Please call me sometime. You look like you’d be a lot of fun, and we’d love to get better acquainted.”I gave her a big smile, and said, “Thanks for the card, and I will definitely call you.” I was sure that I would.They turned to leave, and we began to sit down on the tall bar stools. I grabbed a spare linen napkin and placed it on the seat. Then I climbed up on the tall stool and pulled my skirt up far enough that I wouldn’t be sitting on it. I didn’t want any pussy juice to put a wet spot on it. But it became immediately apparent that once I was seated, my skirt would never cover my pussy. I said, “Oh well” to myself, decided to ignore it, and just crossed my legs. I knew some people would get quite a nice view this evening.Todd did not miss seeing what was happening and began caressing my inner thigh with his hand. That got my juices flowing, and I turned to him, and said, “That feels wonderful. Don’t stop.”About that time a rather good-looking guy, who appeared to be in his middle thirties, came over the table, and greeted Todd warmly. Todd introduced me to his friend Joseph, the owner of the restaurant.I quickly got down off the barstool so I could greet him politely. However, the exhibitionist part of my brain “forgot” to pull my skirt down. So there I was, standing by the table with my pussy and ass completely on display for anyone’s enjoyment, and shook Joseph’s hand.Joseph moved over toward me, took both my hands in his, and said, “So this is the beautiful Mandi that Todd has been telling me all about. He tried to describe how beautiful and sexy you were, but I must say that his words didn’t come close to properly describing the magnificent creature that I am gazing upon. You, my darling, are stunning and sexy beyond words.”He continued to hold my hands for almost a minute while I stood there, half-naked. I slowly began to realize that some of the nearby patrons had turned to look at us. Then he said, “Please turn abound, my dear, so I can drink in the rest of your spectacular body.”I couldn’t help it. My libido went into overdrive, I was totally turned on, and I felt myself falling under his spell. I did what he asked. But the best part was that I was loving it, and smiling brightly at anyone with whom I made eye contact.I finally got myself enough under control to ask Joseph, “It doesn’t seem quite right that I should be standing here, half-naked in the middle of your restaurant, even though I’m not embarrassed in the least.”Joseph looked at me and said, “I promise you that it would take a lot more than what you are doing right now to shock this crowd. So please, do whatever makes you feel comfortable.”I said, “Okay, this is much more fun than I expected,” and sat back down on the barstool, leaving my skirt exactly where it was, but without crossing my legs. My pussy was now so wet that I’m sure both of the guys must have noticed how it glistened in the subdued lighting.Joseph looked at our nearly empty wine glasses and waived to the server with a sweeping hand gesture to order another round. At the same time, Todd started caressing the inside of my right leg again. Joseph noticed, and started to run his fingers lightly up and down my left leg, and asked me if that was okay. Without saying a word, I gave him a big smile and squeezed his butt.After a few minutes of this intense pleasure, the server brought our next round of drinks and gave me a big smile and a wink. Todd removed his hand from my leg and turned more toward me. Since I was enjoying what he was doing, I looked at him quizzically, and said quietly, “Why did you stop.”Almost whispering, he said, “You have Joseph to caress your legs. I’d like to feel your tits some more and pinch your nipples. I’ll bet you’d enjoy that, wouldn’t you?”Breathing a little harder, the combination of my inner slut and exhibitionism made me say, “I’d love it, as long as that is OK with management, and the cops don’t show up.”Todd looked at Joseph and said, “Don’t you think Mandi would look even sexier if more of the buttons on her top became unfastened?”Joseph said, “For sure. Heck, why not unbutton them all, or just take it off. It wouldn’t be the first time we’ve had a woman in here that somehow managed to lose her top.”I thought about that for a couple of seconds and said, “Okay. I love showing off, so why not take it off. Then I’ll walk around like that for a while, so everyone can see what you two are about to enjoy.”Being the gentlemen that they were, they took care of unfastening all the buttons and helping me off with my top. Todd came over behind me and cupped both tits in his hands. It felt so naughty but also so sexy. I also felt his rock hard cock pressing up against my ass. I guessed the guys weren’t going to be able to comfortably stroll around with me. I decided to pull my skirt back down since most everyone had already seen my bare pussy and butt.I felt exhilarated, and realized at that moment how much I needed and reveled in this exposure. Pussy juice was running down my legs, and I wondered if anyone could see that.I started to take my stroll around the restaurant topless. I reveled in the attention I was receiving and was pleased to see that I didn’t notice any shocked looks, just smiles. Two women asked if they could touch me, and I said, “It would be my pleasure if you did.”They both fondled my tits almost lovingly, and then they each licked and gently bit my hard nipples. Before moving along, I thanked them both. Once that ice had been broken, my tits and nipples were being fondled, squeezed, and otherwise pleasured by almost everyone I passed.It wasn’t until near the end of my stroll that anyone tried to touch my pussy. I was just walking back to the table with Todd and Joseph, when a stunning young woman came up to me and whispered, “You are so hot, and I’m absolutely dying to taste you. May I?”At first, I didn’t know how to respond. But within seconds my pussy let me know what it thought, and I whispered to her, “Oh my God, I’d love that. But where could you do that?”“Right here, right now.”I looked her in the eyes, smiled, leaned back against our table for support, and spread my legs. She ran her hand under my skirt, onto my inner thigh, and then up to my pussy lips. Since I hadn’t stopped her, she slid two fingers into my soaking wet pussy. She plunged them in and out several times and wiggled them around inside me. I felt an orgasm building and wondered where she was going.She slipped her fingers out of me, brought them to her mouth, and started licking them. She was clearly savoring the taste, as she ran her tongue all over them, licking them clean. She looked at me with a very passionate expression, and said, “You taste wonderful. I need to taste more of you.”I watched mesmerized as she knelt in front of me, lifted my skirt, and pressed her mouth firmly against the lips of my dripping pussy. The tip of her tongue immediately began a little teasing dance over my clit, and then plunged as far as possible between my swollen lips, and into my pussy.She moved her head back and forth as she tongue-fucked me. I could see that her face was covered by my juices which were glistening in the light. I felt an intense orgasm begin to overwhelm me, and I tried to get a better grip on our table before I collapsed. Todd and Joseph had to support me as I was shaking and trembling like crazy, and my legs were about to collapse. It was fabulous.It took several minutes for me to settle down from that amazing experience. The young woman kissed me, and I could taste myself on her lips. She said, “You are fabulous. Thanks.” Then etimesgut escort bayan she turned and disappeared into the crowd.Todd and Joseph looked at me questioningly and asked if I was okay. I responded by saying “No, I’m way better than just okay. I feel fucking phenomenal.”We all laughed, and Joseph took the break in the action to ask if we were ready for dinner. Todd and I both nodded our heads, and Joseph signaled the server to set up one of the booths for three, side-by-side.I motioned Todd over to me, and said, “As you can no-doubt recognize, I’m turned on and ready to fuck. Is the second part of your plan for the evening still open?”“Without a doubt.”“Then let’s have a quick bite to eat, get out of here, and head for your place.”“That works for me. What would you think if I invited Joseph to join us?”“That’s up to you. I’d be up for it, as long as you don’t mind sharing me with him. He looks like he’s in good shape, but I haven’t had an opportunity to check out his equipment. I sure don’t want to be disappointed.”“I’ve seen him in action, and I have no doubt you’d be more than satisfied. But I’m sure he’d enjoy some intimate touching from you to find out. So check him out while we eat, and let me know if it’s okay to invite him.”“Sounds like a plan. I’ll give you a signal as soon as possible. And, using another sports analogy, a ‘reliever’ is always good to have available.”Right at that time, Joseph wandered back and said our table was ready. I looked at both of them and asked, “Should I put my top back on for dinner?”They looked at each other, and both shook their heads to indicate a “No.” I was delighted with that decision, as now I could experience having dinner in a nice restaurant while I was topless. Another milestone on my road to sluttiness had been achieved.I put my hands around Joseph’s neck, pressing my tits firmly against him as I did, and said, “I want to thank you so much for encouraging and allowing Mandi, the exhibitionist, to be rather naughty in your lovely restaurant. I hope I can find some way to thank you.”Joseph placed his hands firmly on my hips and pulled me closer against him. He grinned, and said, “You started my evening perfectly, and I’m sure you did the same for all my customers. I’ve already had several of them ask me to let them know the next time you’re going to be here. But since you asked about a way to thank me, I’d love to start by kissing you, and be able to caress your breasts while we have dinner.”With that, I pulled his face to mine, and we exchanged a deep, passionate, and tongue filled kiss. I also pressed myself as hard as I could against his crotch and could feel a very nice erection growing in his pants. I pulled back and said, “I’d love to feel your hands on my tits while we eat, but only if I can touch you too.”“What are we waiting for. Let’s sit down to dinner.”Trying to eat dinner while I was being almost continuously fondled and caressed by not one, but two handsome and sexy gentlemen, was quite an experience. The food was mostly just an afterthought. Joseph’s hands felt so exciting as he explored every curve and swell of my breasts and pinched and pulled on my nipples, while Todd was running his fingers sensuously up and down my thighs, under my skirt, and occasionally sliding two or three fingers into my overflowing pussy. This felt both delicious and very naughty.Between taking a few bites of food, I responded by placing my hands on both of their cocks and doing my best to stroke their erections through their pants. I gave Todd a sign that I was happy with Joseph’s equipment and he should invite him to join us tonight.I hardly ate anything as these two guys knew how to keep a slut like me in a total state of arousal. I loved every second of it, yet I couldn’t wait to have them both fuck me.Todd invited Joseph to join us after dinner. Joseph said he couldn’t leave this early but would love to join us in a couple of hours. Todd said that would be fine, and that he’d probably be ready for a “relief pitcher” by then. He gave Joseph the address and the combination to the front door.As Todd and I left the restaurant, we heard a definite round of applause. I turned and waved, and gave a small bow. As we walked out, I decided to put the top back on but left it totally unbuttoned. That way, if I walked by someone I wouldn’t exactly be topless and could cover up in a flash, but I’d be able to enjoy the exhilaration of having my tits on display. But when I got in the car I couldn’t resist the temptation and took it back off. Doing this just added another dimension to my arousal, and I began thinking of all the fun that was just a short distance away.~~~~~~~The drive to Todd’s home was easy and uneventful. He parked in his garage and pointed to a spot in the driveway where I should park. Before I got out I quickly sent a text to Dave letting him know that my having sex was on the menu, and not to wait up.Todd waited for me to finish the message and then opened the car door for me. His mouth dropped open when he realized I had removed my top, and said, “You drove here topless? Earlier today you accused me of having balls. Well, you must also have some hidden away somewhere, for you to do that.”I giggled and swung my slightly spread legs out of the seat and onto the ground. As I did, Todd moved his eyes from my tits to my legs, and noticed that my short skirt had pulled up almost to my waist,He instantly went to his knees in front of me. He spread my legs apart, looked at my engorged labia, and then right in my eyes, and said, “Okay, Mandi. From this second on, there will be no more being a gentleman for me. I’m going to ravage your body from this second forward, so get ready for an awesome ride. And when we’re done, I’ll be very disappointed in myself if you have enough energy left to drive home. I want you to be next to me in my bed when I wake up in the morning.”With that, he plunged his tongue deep into my welcoming pussy, and began circling my clit with his thumb. I just knew this was going to be a night to remember.What little normal sense I had left in my brain told me that it wouldn’t be a good idea for me to have a screaming orgasm in front of Todd’s home while also being topless. Reluctantly and gently I pulled his head away from my pussy, and said, “We need to take this inside before I start screaming and the cops show up.”“Good point,” said Todd. He stood up and extended his hand toward me while saying, “On your feet woman. Let’s begin our night of erotic pleasures.”We immediately exchanged a wonderfully passionate embrace and kiss, and then he led me into his lovely home.Once inside, I dropped my purse and top to the floor, and Todd pulled my skirt down my legs, over my heels, and onto the floor next to my top. He told me to keep my heels on and led me straight to his bedroom. In seconds we were standing in front of his big king-size bed. Todd moved behind me, wrapped his arms around me, cupped both of my breasts in his hands, and started squeezing my tits.As he did that, he said, “I’ve been wanting to get my hands and mouth all over you and your gorgeous breasts ever since I first saw you at work. But now that I’m standing here next to you and your magnificent naked body, I know that at this moment I am the luckiest guy in the world.”He turned me around, looked at me like a man possessed, and pushed me, not so gently, onto his bed. I grinned at him for doing that so forcefully, and then relaxed and lay back so I could enjoy what I hoped would be an unforgettable night of glorious sex.One of his hands began to fondle and squeeze my tits, while at the same time he attacked my pussy and clit with his mouth and tongue. He rolled the sides of his tongue together so that it felt like a small cock as he drove it as deep as possible into my throbbing pussy, and then worked it all around the walls of my love canal.While he was doing this, he used his thumb to tease and rub my clit. The sensations that came from these attacks were absolutely amazing and were hitting all the right buttons. He certainly knew how to make a woman feel wanted and horny.But Todd still wasn’t naked, and that just couldn’t continue any longer. While he was still eating me, I told him he needed to take care of that oversight. He stopped what he was doing, stood up, and said “Joseph and I got you naked. Now you need to do the same to me.”I looked at him, licked my lips, and said, “It will be my pleasure.”I sat up on the edge of the bed, and it didn’t take long before he was standing in front of me, completely naked, with his cock standing up proud and hard directly in front of my face. It appeared to be good eight-inches long and pleasantly thick. I was pleased when I saw that his pubic area and balls were free of hair. In other words, just right for a long night of intense sexual indulgence.I looked up into Todd’s eyes as I drew his shaft into my mouth and immediately deep-throated it. He let out another loud moan, and I saw his head rock back and forth for a few seconds.I licked and sucked his shaft, and played with his balls for several minutes until I was satisfied that he was ready to fuck. With my hand wrapped tightly around his cock, I looked up at him and said, “I need you inside me now, Todd. I want you to fuck me now, and fuck me like there is no tomorrow.”I was obviously more than ready to have his cock inside me. I pushed myself back to the middle of the bed, and lying on my back, spread my legs in a wide and inviting manner, and pulled the lips of my pussy apart with my fingers. He climbed up on the bed, rested his butt on his haunches, and guided his cock toward my soaking wet pussy. At first, he kept his cock in his hand, and ran the tip of it up and down between my engorged outer lips, teasing me unmercifully. This got my juices flowing, and I put up with it as I was twisting and pulling on my nipples.Todd finally decided he had done enough teasing, and began sliding his rock hard eight inches into my welcoming pussy. There is no doubt in my mind that my most intense erotic feelings occur during the initial entry of a lover’s manhood into my pussy, particularly when that moment had been building over several hours. Every cock feels just a little different, and experiencing those differences, as I squeeze the muscles of the walls in my pussy as much as possible, is a huge part of the pleasure that rips through my body in those first few seconds.Those feelings were so intense with Todd that I climaxed at Escort etlik that point. But I was certain that was just the first of many orgasms I was going to experience tonight.Todd continued pumping his hard cock in and out of me, and I didn’t want him to stop. He clearly knew what a woman wanted, and how to give it to her. We continued fucking each other in many different positions for over an hour, and I was having one glorious orgasm after another.But neither of us had unlimited stamina, and I was at a point where taking a break seemed like a good idea for both of us. I pulled his face to mine, pressed my lips to his, and gave him a deeply passionate kiss, complete with lots of tongue action. Then I pulled back, gave him an almost loving smile, and suggested we take a break and have some fluids and sustenance. After all, it’s a Friday night and neither of us needs to get up early in the morning. Todd thought that was a good plan, and withdrew his dripping wet cock out from my pussy.I looked at Todd’s hard, wet cock and before heading for the kitchen I just had to take it in my mouth and lick all my juices off it.After my quick “clean up job”, we hustled to the kitchen and poured some cold energy drinks down our throats, and looked for a nutritious snack to enjoy.I also thought about Joseph and wondered if he was going to join us.As we wandered around Todd’s kitchen trying to find something simple and nutritious to eat, we couldn’t keep our hands or lips off each other. I still had my heels on and I hoped my naked butt was looking round and firm. I couldn’t help but notice that Todd also had a very tight and well-toned butt.It was fun playing grab-ass, or grab-anything, as we put some food together. Nipple kissing or biting, and butt squeezing seemed to be the most popular.After about an hour’s break, Todd pulled me up out of the chair I was sitting in and pulled me into an embrace. He looked at me and said, “I’m having one of the most intense and enjoyable evenings of my life, and I don’t want it to end.”I looked at him, squeezed his cock tightly, and said, “I see no reason why it has to. I’m ready for round two if you are.”In another instance of timing is everything, we heard the front door open. Joseph walked into the kitchen with a big smile on his face, two bottles of wine in his hands, and an obvious erection in his pants.Since his hands were full, and he was standing in the middle of the kitchen, I just couldn’t resist being the temptress. I also wanted him to know that I was glad he was here. I walked over to him, knelt in front of him, and pulled his pants down to the floor. He had gone commando, so another hard cock was staring me right in the face.Joseph’s cock was slightly shorter, but fatter than Todd’s, and had a big mushroom head. I opened my mouth and did another immediate deep throat of his cock. But it was almost comical, as I wouldn’t let him maneuver toward a counter so he could put down the wine bottles he was still holding. But I knew it was time to stop teasing and looked over at Todd.Todd quickly responded by picking me up, throwing me over his shoulder, and carrying me back to the bedroom, followed by Joseph who had a raging hard-on. But rather than laying me back down on the bed, he stood me up beside it, turned said, “I need you to get me hard again, Mandi.”I looked down at his cock, started caressing it, and thought it looked and felt pretty hard to me. Without letting go of his cock I asked him, “What do you think would work best for you?”Todd said, “We haven’t done doggie yet, and it’s one of my favorite positions. You’ve got such a cute firm butt, and I’d love to look at it and squeeze it while I fuck you. And you can blow Joseph at the same time.”I hurriedly thought about what he was suggesting and guessed he probably was letting me know that fucking my ass was what he actually wanted, and with Joseph here, maybe a DP also. I found that I’ve enjoyed ass fucking, and had done a couple of DP’s, so I decided to play along with his suggestion.I said, “Hmmm. That sounds a lot like an invitation to see if I might enjoy anal sex.” As soon as I said that, I could feel Todd’s cock getting harder and harder in my hand.Without waiting for an answer, I bent over at the waist, leaned across the side of the bed, and said, “If you want to find out, you’ll need to warm me up with some good pussy fucking first.”Joseph got the message and lay down on the bed by my face so I could suck his cock.Since I still had my heels on I hoped I would be at just the right height for Todd. He came up behind me and began to slide his hard cock into my still very wet and horny pussy. It appeared that everything lined up just right, and he began thrusting his cock into me. It wasn’t very long before I started twerking my ass to match his thrusts. We got ourselves into a good rhythm, and I started cumming all over again. It was fantastic feeling Todd’s wonderful tool fucking my cunt while I was feasting on Joseph’s equally delightful love stick.Then I felt Todd slightly shift his position and started running his thumb over my puckered hole. I was so wet that he didn’t need any lube to begin slipping it into my anus. To make it easier, I stopped the twerking motion and concentrated on relaxing my anus muscles. That helped my sphincter to open and allow Todd to insert his middle finger.It wasn’t long before I felt Todd slide a second finger, and then a third into my ass and begin thrusting them in and out to match the thrusting of his cock. It felt fabulous, and I was moving my butt in a way that reminded me of the two times I’d enjoyed having cocks in both holes at the same time.As if he couldn’t tell, Todd still asked me if I was enjoying it. Almost breathlessly, I responded by saying, “It feels fabulous, and I want your cock in my ass now. I’m so wet you can probably do it without any extra lube.”Todd immediately withdrew his cock from my pussy and began pressing it into my ass. It slid past the tight valve comfortably, and in seconds his cock was buried in my ass and pumping hard. It was feeling magnificent, and combined with the erotic nature of ass fucking, I was off to another huge orgasm. I was screaming and writhing around almost uncontrollably.At that point, I’m guessing that there must have been some unspoken communication between the two guys, because Todd stopped thrusting into my asshole, and asked, “Mandi, have you ever enjoyed the pleasure of having cocks in your pussy and ass at the same time?”“I was guessing you two have something like that in mind. I’m not going to answer your question, but the idea of having both your cocks in me at once definitely appeals. Let’s do it.”I sensed, more than saw them, high-five each other. Joseph slid out from under me and moved toward the middle of the bed on his back with his legs on either side of me. Todd then reached his arms around my hips and somehow lifted both of us onto the bed and over Joseph’s out-stretched body without his cock ever leaving my ass.Wiggling around a little got me into the right position as Todd did the same. I lifted my hips off the mattress, grabbed Joseph’s rock hard cock in my hand, and guided it into my pussy. Then, I proceeded to slowly ease myself down on his long, fat cock, enjoying more than ever that first introduction of a new cock as it slowly spread the walls of my ever eager pussy as it entered me.As I slowly slid down on Joseph’s cock, coupled with Todd’s hard cock firmly in my ass, the sensations were the most intense I could ever remember. I yelled out, “Oh fuck, this is incredible. Fuck me hard guys, fuck me fast and make me cum.”The three of us finally got things where they needed to be, and they began thrusting their cocks in and out of my two wanton holes. It took a few more seconds for us to get into a perfect rhythm, and once that happened we started rocking the bed with total abandon. While one of them would thrust forward the other one would be pulling back, and all the while I was doing my best to use the muscles in my pussy and ass to enhance their experience.I realized that having two cocks in me at the same time provided an intense sensation of fullness that greatly amplified the intense pleasure that comes from fucking. It allows me to feel the individual details of their cocks more intimately than when only one of them was fucking me. It was an almost overwhelming experience.This extreme fucking continued for at least thirty minutes. We were all sweating, grunting, and moaning, and I was experiencing one continuous orgasm. The guys took turns enjoying my tits, and I found that Joseph was also an outstanding kisser. I was in heaven.The intensity of everything was finally getting to Todd. I could feel his cock swell even more, and then begin to pulsate as his climax hit him. I could feel him injecting a large load of his pearly white cum into my rectum, and I joined his euphoria with my own orgasm.This all seemed to finally have an impact on Joseph, and he suddenly started climaxing and emptied his full balls into my pussy.I thought, “Oh my God, this has been such a fantastic and amazing night.”Todd pulled his cum covered cock out of my ass, I rolled off Joseph’s cock, and the three of us collapsed on our backs. Todd looked over at me and said, “You have no idea how erotic it was to watch and feel my cock sliding in and out of that magnificent, tanned ass of yours while I saw Joseph ramming his fat cock into your magic pussy. Even though I just came, I still seem to be hard because it was so incredible.”I looked at his cock, and sure enough, it was still hard and it was coated with lots of pearly white cum juice. I realized it would be very naughty, but I couldn’t resist reaching over and stroking his beautiful hard cock, and then taking it into my mouth to suck and lick him clean. I’d seen porn stars do ass-to-mouth, and it was something I had to try. Todd was mumbling something unintelligible while I had his cock in my mouth.But I wasn’t about to neglect Joseph either. I looked over at him, smiled, took his cock into my mouth, and licked him clean too.Todd looked up at the clock and said, “Do you have any idea what time it is?”I said, “About midnight?”Todd laughed and said, “Not even close. It’s almost three in the morning.”“Well, it looks like you’ll get your wish of having me in your bed when you wake up in the morning. I need to run out to my car and grab a small overnight bag I brought, and then I’ll finally be able to take my heels off.”I jumped off the bed and took a quick trip to the bathroom to clean up. Then I found my car keys and headed for the front door.Joseph hollered out, “You’re still naked, Mandi.”I hollered back at him, “It’s late, and it’s a quiet neighborhood. But if someone does see me, I’ll smile at them and wish them a good day!”— To be continued —

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Part 3Chapter 10“Your audition is just after this one,” the guy told us as we watched a group of five girl dancers strut onto the stage, topless.We were now a partnership. Marv ‘n Mandy. That meant that I was no longer being paid, but earning a quarter share of the profits, the takings after expenses.Our summer gigs had gone so well that not only was I officially on The Team, but we were now auditioning for a Club, a real one, not the Working Men’s clubs where we’d started only a few short months ago. We’d done four of them with two gigs each. It was a short performance history, but it had earned us this opportunity and a shot at regular work and earnings. It was the sort of thing that Marvin had wanted when he placed that ad for an assistant and ended up with me.As the dancers came off I knew that the stakes had been raised now that we were in a proper club, and was glad that my costume had changed up a gear too, even if only a little. In keeping with our understanding of the club clientèle’s expectations, I would keep to the final costume style we’d adopted for the encore of our last, most successful performances.I now wore an even more see-through white bib shirt front with its black stud buttons, wing collar and black bow tie, partnered with a black sequinned G-string instead of the previous wet look black vinyl stripper shorts, black tailcoat that was cut away from the neck to either side of my chest to flow down behind my thighs, black hold-up fishnet stockings and three-inch black heels.The minimal black bikini bottoms were no longer needed now that my basic costume included the G-string.And since there would be no encore, Marv had merged two parts of the Act into one, combining the Disappearing Girl trick where I would lose the coat making it easier for him to cut me in half, with the Reappearing Girl where instead of being transported from behind a curtain to the back of the auditorium, my top and shorts normally came off. That last tick had made for a great encore and earned us the extra performances and this chance to try out for the Gentlemen’s Club.“Next! Marv and Mandy?” called the stage manager.We’d spent ages rehearsing, perfecting, refining. I’d gone to Magic HQ straight from Sixth Form College almost every day until it was time to go home to Mum and Dad for tea. We both knew that the reason the Club Owner wanted us in his locally-infamous Friday cabaret show was because in the last of our summer shows I’d got my boobs out on stage. So that was what we had to give them. Marvin weaved his magic tricks around displaying me and teasing the audience. But I had to be comfortable being topless, having my boobs uncovered. Marvin said so, and I had to agree. So, for much of the time at MHQ, I was literally topless.I’d come in after catching the bus, take off my jacket, blouse, bra, and skirt, and then make us coffees while Marvin explained what the plan was for that day’s practice, and I pranced around in just knickers, stockings, and heels. We’d also worked on my stage costume a little bit, making a new white bib-top out of what was basically a white net curtain. Marvin helped me with the stage makeup too, bright colors around my eyes, red gloss for my lips, and rouge for my cheeks. Marvin even had us experimenting with various amounts of rouge on my nipples. We found none of them satisfactory so resorted to infusing my nipples naturally by me pinching and twisting them until they were puffy and pointy and brighter colored, Marvin inspecting them closely to make sure they were hard and red enough. I adored the attention and scrutiny, and also the permission to play with my nipples in front of him while he gave them his professional assessment. Of course, I didn’t tell Mum and Dad that I had my tits elvankent escort bayan out for Marvin every afternoon.Calmed by the infectious professionalism of Marvin’s considerable experience gained from many years of performing, I strutted onto the stage in his wake, my costume almost a parody of his more traditional formal wear of a white jacket, frilled shirt, black tie, and trousers.We stuck mostly to the pattern of tricks that had worked so well for us during the summer. Marvin’s skillful sleight of hand with me posing and distracting, showing off my legs as much as possible. We needed to do well, to impress, but it was much harder work with no real audience to play off, just the Club owner and a couple of others sitting at a table for six in the middle of the floor.Marvin did the Disappearing Girl bit where I hid behind the magic curtain and instead of me disappearing, my coat came off, and with some banter that seemed to fall flat without a crowd to play to, we continued on to the Cut the Girl Up. Here we had a slight innovation, in that as he was sawing me in half, on the last draw of the saw the blade came away with my top hanging off it. It was meant to be funny and suggestive, but again without the crowd it sort of fell a bit flat. When Marvin helped me out of the saw box to show I was whole, there I stood in just a g-string, stockings, and heels. Nothing else. He held up my hand as usual to acknowledge the non-existent applause and I felt utterly embarrassed and naked.We hurried off stage, and even Marvin was deflated by the whole experience. We were back in our street clothes by the time the Club owner called Marvin in for a chat. After a good few minutes chewing my nails, I saw him return. We had passed, though there were a few suggestions on making the Act more in keeping with the Club. Also, we were fairly early in the program, so we wouldn’t get much attention from the audience.Chapter 11It was our turn to go on. We had followed the suggestions. Of course, we did. We wanted the gig. My nerves had me shuffling again from foot to foot, but this time Marvin put his hand on my shoulder to calm me, looking into my eyes, then down at my chest and back. “You’re gorgeous and sexy. They’ll love you,” he said, reassuring me. I hoped that he was right. I knew that the return to the stripper shorts would look right, but I was nervous about having no top on, boobs totally exposed from the start of our Act, framed so emphatically by the black cutaway tailcoat. Marvin gave my nipples a further twist and pull to get them fully inflated and a more distinct color. “We want everyone to see them clearly,” he said.We were only the second act in the program, very low billing, with the more interesting topless dancers, sexy strippers, and an exotic contortionist way above us. The audience was more like a restaurant full of diners, a large restaurant, very full, sat at oval tables facing the small stage, presently preoccupied with desserts and wine. And their own conversations. For those not right next to the stage, there were extra-large TV screens every few metres along the sidewalls, which presumably meant that there was at least one camera feeding them; and if the stage was on camera, I suspected that meant it was also being recorded.I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. So far everything we had done, everything I had done, had sort of been deniable. No evidence. I could pretend it hadn’t really happened. It had just been a dream. Or my imagination. That delusion was about to end.We went on stage. There was certainly a ripple of interest when the diners noticed me or rather noticed my bare tits, and they liked it when Marvin made my coat disappear so they could get Escort emek a really good look. We made the best of it, with me frequently moving to make my tits jiggle up and down, showing off my legs and bum. When I was sawn in two the blade came away with my stripper shorts and once I was released whole in just G-string, stockings, and heels Marvin made the most of showing off my body. It was good and well-received, but this audience was used to topless dancers.We left the stage to satisfied applause, but we weren’t special. We knew that. But the pay was good and it was a start.Chapter 12When I got home Mum and Dad were still up and, of course, wanted to know all about Marv ‘n Mandy’s first proper professional gig. I told them that it went well but that we didn’t stand out, which was the truth though not all the truth. They wanted to come to the next show to support us and lead the cheering section. I did my best to dissuade them without being too obvious, finally resorting to the -its very expensive- excuse.That night I felt the need to text Marv. I was frustrated and needed his attention while I tried to silence my needs.“Hey, Magic Man.”“Gorgeous girl.”“You’re just saying that.”“I saw enough to know it’s true.”“You mean you saw my tits?” There was a pause.“The audience liked them very much.”“Just the audience?” I knew I was fishing for compliments, but I was starting to get what I wanted, which was Marvin talking about my tits; and lying there in bed on my back I allowed my left hand to slide down my bare tummy to play in the soft hairs of my trimmed bush.“Everyone liked them very much. You have a delightful chest, Amanda.”“Do you think it was too much, having my tits out the whole time? We don’t want them getting bored?”“I think the trick is to keep moving so that they don’t see them all the time and their view is constantly changing, and also to make them wobble every so often,” he suggested.We carried on talking like that, Marvin being honest but fairly discreet, and I worked my fingers into the folds of my pussy, thumb pressing gently over my clit while I chatted with a man my parents’ age about showing my bare tits to an audience. The more Marvin commented on my tits or made suggestions about how I should show my tits off, the closer I got to satisfaction, my fingers in a whirl over my button, dipping every so often into my virgin love tunnel to gather more slick juice. By the time we said good night I was sweaty and sticky, but happy. I could sleep now.Chapter 13The next Friday was our second performance at The Club. Again, we were only the second Act. Our first performance had earned us a repeat appearance but no promotion. I felt that we needed to do something about that. There wasn’t much more Marvin could do. His illusions were great, his patter brilliant, his program well-designed. It was me that was the disappointment. I just wasn’t sexy enough to excite the audience. But I had an idea.“Trust me,” I said to Marvin as we stood together waiting to go on, going red and feeling a sudden burst of butterflies in my tummy. Was it fear? Nerves? Or worse, excitement? “You want higher billing, right?” I looked the same as last week; same black cutaway tailcoat, same black stripper-shorts and hold-up stockings, same black heels. Just as we were announced Marvin gave my nipples a pinch, twist, and pull to get them redder and engorged, just like last time, and then we were on, the room full once more with diners at their tables. Enough of them already knew that I’d be topless so we got their attention immediately, and I followed Marvin’s advice of continually moving so that their view was both interrupted and constantly changing. I could tell that they were staring, following eryaman escort me with their eyes, needing to catch every glimpse they could of my pale bouncing tits and pink puffed nipples. It was going really well.We went smoothly through the Act as rehearsed, in fact just like the previous Friday, and again just like before Marvin extracted my stripper shorts with the saw when he cut me in two, making a real show of letting the audience see that they had come away. Being a great showman he released me whole from the saw-box with a flourish, drawing every diner’s attention to my restored, whole body, raising my arm to display me in just my stockings and heels, moving me so that my bare tits wobbled and the audience view was unimpaired. There was a gasp. We could all hear it. Even Marvin faltered. Everyone could see that there was no g-string.I acted as if I had suddenly noticed, too, and quickly dropped my free hand to cover my trimmed dark bush, to cover my pussy. I gave Marvin a theatrical horrified, accusing look as if it was all his fault, all his magic that had stripped me basically naked on stage, not just tits out but pussy too. After the briefest pause, the audience erupted in approval with claps and cheers. I flushed with pleasure, pretending it was an embarrassment, and Marvin acted as if he were the world’s greatest magician, accepting all accolades.After taking a good many more bows than last week, Marvin still holding one arm raised and making my tits jiggle and bounce, turning me around to show off my naked bum, we finally left the stage to be greeted with grins and back slaps from the stage crew. And a not totally happy owner.“You were wonderful, fantastic, sexy, and gorgeous, but you can’t do that. You can’t do nude. I’ll lose my license. Not in public performances, only private shows.”So that was how we switched from Friday public performances and low billing to Saturday private shows and higher up the bill. Marvin did all the negotiating, but since Saturdays were just as busy as Friday the better billing would give us a pay rise. And kudos. But we had to be perfect.That night our texts were excited and covered the performance we’d just done and Marvin’s intentions for next Saturday.I masturbated my way through the whole conversation, letting go of all restraint and working my clitoris like a magic button of my own. With two fingers on either side, I pinched the wet skin and tortured my clitty with attention until she couldn’t take any more, then diverted my fingers to dipping into my love tunnel, two together, making myself gasp, sliding in and out of my vagina while the heel of my hand pressed over the hood and swollen nub. It was my best self-loving ever, accompanied by Marvin’s texts reliving the moment he saw I was nude, saw my pussy. He also mentioned that I needed to be eighteen for public nudity, but in private only sixteen. As long as no one complained about tonight’s pussy flash we would all be okay.In turn, I relived the moment when I had been revealed naked to the whole audience, and heard their gasp of surprise, of delight. Of the applause we received. Of my bare tits and bush on all those TV screens lining the theatre, mine, me, naked and filmed. A whole audience full of diners gawping at my nude body, seeing my bare tits wobble and my pussy hair on show, full-frontal nude emphasized by the stockings and heels. I cummed. Jerking, clamping my hand in wet ecstasy. I could hardly wait for rehearsals.Chapter 14But I had to wait. For Monday.I’d had an idea and was barely able to keep it to myself until after we both had coffee. As was now our custom, I’d come in off the bus from school and take off my jacket, blouse, bra, and skirt, and then make us the drinks prancing around in just knickers, stockings, and heels. It occurred to me that logic demanded the same treatment as before, so I also pulled down my knickers and added them to the pile of discarded clothes. Marvin gave me a wry look, stared at my nicely trimmed and shaped bush, shrugged, and then carried on as normal.

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Damnit, mom! I can see your nipples and bush showing from twenty yards away. There’s no way you’re not aware of that! Those were my thoughts as I climbed out of my lover’s SUV and saw her running up to greet us. Her C-cup breasts bounced up and down with her steps. Even if her hard nipples couldn’t be plainly seen from that distance, their free movement would have made it known.She was barefoot, as always, and wearing her favorite tie-dyed maxi dress. It was made from t-shirt cotton, faded, and distressed from age and wear to the point of being nearly translucent. In fact, it was translucent in places. The top strap had loosened along with the seams over the years, which revealed a massive amount of side-boob. The material had been worn so thin that her strip of pubic hair could be clearly seen. The fading sun illuminated her from behind, revealing the shape of her body in shadow, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. The threadbare hippie dress drew attention to her body rather than hiding it.I never minded the way she dresses until that moment. I was pondering suicide because she was meeting my lover for the first time, ever. I think a part of me died when I saw her.“Oh Kryssi, Kryssi, Kryssi, I missed you so much.” She hugged me and I tentatively hugged her back. Make no mistake. I love my mother dearly and she is also my main life-advisor, a friend, and an inspiration.“And you just have to be Glade!” her tone was one of delight. “Ooh, you’re right, Kryssi, he does have a body just like Brad Pitt in Fight Club. And those eyes! Honey, I thought you were lying when you said his eyes make you wet instantly! I’m gushing right now. I might even have to dig out some panties for a change.”“Mom!” I begged in exasperation. “Stop! You’re embarrassing me.”“Oh Kryssi!” she scolded. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. We are all primal animals, as well as divine spirits. Besides, he’s a grown man. A fine, fine man.” She hungrily eyed him up and down.I was impressed with my lover, though. Glade just smiled at her as if she had complimented his shoes, or moccasins in this case.“Mom! Stop hitting on my boyfriend.” It was bad enough that she ignored my trepidation to let him meet her, but did she really need to be herself around him?“Boyfriend is it?” She shot me an accusatory glance and a raised eyebrow.She turned to Glade. He had that same look as when I first met him and was hurling insults at him. “So, ‘boyfriend’, how long have you two been together?” she then Escort elvankent threw her arms around his neck and pulled him closely against her.My lover pantomimed looking at an imaginary watch. “As of now, six days, twenty hours, and seventeen minutes, Mrs. Greene.”She released him from her death-hug. “I told you last night on the phone. Call me Samantha. Well, you can call me anything you like!”“MOM!”She hand-waved at me dismissively.Luckily, my lover interjected before I had a chance to warn my mother off of him. “Krystal told me so much about you and Mr. Greene. She mentioned that you are her role model for so many things. She never once mentioned that you are her equal in beauty and poise and that you have that same fire in your eyes.”He held her hand up to his mouth and delicately kissed the back of her hand. My mother cooed and shimmied her body flirtatiously. I pondered suicide once more.“Kryssi,” my mother said to me. “If you two don’t work out, I’m leaving your father!”“God damnit, mom!”“Young lady,” she said to me although I’m almost forty. “What did I tell you about such language?”“Sorry, mom.”“Say it properly.”“Goddess damnit, mom.”“Better.” She wrapped an arm around the both of us and led us towards my childhood home.“Pooh-Bear,” she sang out. “Kryssi and Glade are here. Stop fucking around with your pot and come meet him!”“Your muscles are so hard,” she said to Glade. “A hard man is good to find.”“MOM!”My father emerged shirtless from one of the outbuildings wearing cowboy boots and ratty jeans. He had a joint in his mouth so big that Bob Marley, himself, would have been envious.When he saw us, he smiled proudly to me and then looked my lover over with a stern and critical eye. He walked up to us slowly, appraising him as one would evaluate how they’re going to attack. Dad nodded to me and then walked up to Glade.”“So you’re the big-shot champion knight? I thought you’d be bigger.”My lover chuckled and shot out his right hand to shake my father’s hand. “The name’s Dalton,” he said with a broad smile.“Rip your throat right out,” my dad said to him.“I fucked guys like you in prison!” my lover shot back.My dad ignored his hand and then reached out and hugged him, patting him on the back. I was stunned and confused.“Any fan of Roadhouse is OK with me, Kryssi,” he said to me. “Welcome to our home, Glade is it? Isn’t that an air freshener?”Glade chuckled. “I never heard that before.”“More Roadhouse quotes,” emek escort my mother whispered to me. “Your dad loves that movie. Does he always know exactly what to say and what to do?”“Yes,” I whispered back. “It’s scary, like he can read minds or something.”“I’ll check his aura later and lay hands on him.”“Mom, stop. You’re embarrassing me.”“Don’t be embarrassed,” Glade said, turning to me. There was no way he could have heard me!He went on. “If I were in your parents’ shoes,” he stopped and gestured at my mother’s bare feet. “Or lack thereof, not that such beautifully manicured, perfect toes should ever be covered, I would put any potential suitor through the wringer.”He winked at me.“Ooh, Kryssi, I think this one’s a keeper,” my mother said.“How the fuck did you hear me?” I shot to Glade.“I didn’t,” he said. “I could tell from your body language. I always have an eye on your body.”He then looked to my father. They stared at each other for a few seconds. No words were spoken.“What do you do for a living?” Dad asked him.“I’m a landscaper of sorts,” he said to him. “I also do some interior work.”“You mow lawns? Like high school boys do?”I saw what was going on and had to put a stop to it. “No, dad. He makes exterior rock art in stone and concrete. You know those big houses that look like castles and those cave-like wine cellars? He carves those by hand.”My lover shrugged.“You got any pictures?” my father asked him.My lover produced his phone and they sat down together and started going through them. Then my mother pulled me aside.“He’s like a romance-novel hero. His aura only shows sincerity and this huge glow. I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s brilliant and violet with orange, yellow, pink, and green with blue and purple outlines. It looks like the sex gods gave and just kept on giving!”“Mom!”“No Kryssi, I think he’s the real deal. He’s also very much in love with you.”“Right, mom, like you can see that from reading his aura.”“Don’t need to see auras to know that, dear.” She said to me. “Do you know why I act like this around your guys?”“Yes, mom, because you’re a big slut.”She laughed at that. “True, but that’s not why I do it. Anyone that gives in to my seductive powers over you isn’t right for you. He’s so witty and charming and he either doesn’t realize that I’m flirting with him or it doesn’t faze him. ““No, mom, he’s used to it. Women throw themselves at him, just like you’re doing. It pisses me off.”“You know eryaman escort bayan about hydroponics!” My elated father erupted. “The pump for my Purple Haze isn’t working right. Come with me.”“I’m more of a Jack Herer fan, myself,” Glade said to him as they got up.My dad addressed me. “He’s OK. Much better than Dave or that other asshole! You have my blessing.”“I don’t need your blessing, dad. I’m a grown woman, not a child.”“Untrue,” Glade interjected softly. “You are a full-grown, full-blooded, hot woman, not a child; but you are still their child.”He then got down on one knee, right there on the ground and knelt in front of my father. “Mr. Greene,” he began. “I am not worthy of your hospitality nor of your daughter but may I have your permission to share time with your daughter. I promise to live up to the high standards you’ve set with the way you treat your beautiful wife.”My father pulled him up and hugged him. He then led my lover away towards my dad’s grow-shed.I watched them go, extremely happy that my father didn’t give him his “if you hurt her, I’ll kill you” speech.“Your father has never taken a shine to anyone like that before,” my mother told me. ”Don’t be your usual stupid-bitch self and fuck this one up.”My mother hugged me to her and she was crying. “I’m so happy for you. Can I fuck him?”“Mom!”My mother and I talked, mostly about him, for the next half hour until they came out of the shed. My father announced that it was all fixed and something simple that he hadn’t thought of.We sat by the fire pit and Glade complimented my parents on the nature-vibe of our home. My father went into his tale of how it used to be a campground and that he had purchased it in the hopes of making a commune of sorts and that it never came to fruition. My mother lounged around and missed no opportunity to flash my boyfriend. Glade treated it exactly like he did when I first did it. He would acknowledge it, showing delight and appreciation, but as if it was no big deal.“Gifts,” Glade said, breaking the cadence of the conversation. “I’m so sorry. You are both so interesting and amazing I totally forgot that I brought you gifts.”“No need to bribe your way into affections,” my dad said to him.“Not bribes,” my lover said smiling that crooked smile of his. “I am your guest here. A respectful guest always brings a token of appreciation for his friends’ hospitality.” He excused himself and jogged to his car.“Krystal,” my father said to me sternly. “If you fuck this one up, I’ll never forgive you. Did you know he has a Master’s Degree and money?”“Dad! Stop! I don’t care about his money. I care about…”“That magic cock of his!” my mother interrupted.“Mom!” I pled. “Dad, can you rein your wife in, please. She’s slutting all over a guy I’m trying to impress!”

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I was living and working in London, my first job after college. No chance of having a place of my own with these crazy house prices and this being my first job at the age of 23, so I rented a room from a guy older than me, in his mid-30s. His name was Steve and he was a masculine type, split up from his wife but seeing a feisty Spanish woman called Manuela. There were big arguments now and again but at least the sex sounded good, if the rather loud sighs, moans, groans and shrieking I could hear most nights through the thin bedroom walls were anything to go by. Then one workday evening I came back to find Steve sitting on the sofa drinking a large whisky. “Manuela’s left me,” he blurted out. “Have a drink and sit down,” he said. I didn’t really want to but I felt a bit sorry for him, so I poured myself one and sat down next to him. “She came round during the day and moved all her stuff out,” he continued. “Well except this, it was under the bedcovers, she must have missed it,” he laughed. My attention was drawn to some unspecified black satin and lace garment next to him on the sofa. “Oh,” I said, a bit nonplussed, thinking to myself that Steve must be quite drunk. “It’s an open-crotch teddy,” he announced, holding it up right in front of my face so that I could see for myself. Sure enough, there was a large gaping slit in the material Çukurambar escort bayan of the crotch. At this distance I could even spot what were presumably splashes of her cunt juices around the edge of the slit. I couldn’t really say much, I was taken aback not just by the teddy itself and the fact that he was showing it to me, but also by the signs of recent sexual activity and the fact that Manuela would even wear something as slutty as this. She didn’t seem the type. You never know! Then Steve dropped his bombshell. Leaning over and looking very intently into my eyes he ordered, “Put it on!” “What?” I cried. “Put it on!” He was serious, drunk but deadly serious. “I – I can’t,” I stammered. “Yes you can,” he replied, “you will like it.” By now he had grabbed my arm, I felt frightened, so I said quietly “no” and slipping out of his grasp went quickly into my room, locking the door. There were a few knocks on the door, then silence. The rest of the evening passed slowly, I was too scared to come out of my room. But yes, I was turned on. While I still lived with my mother I would secretly dress up in my sister’s clothes, then later my mother’s clothes herself. I was a classic crossdresser, the oldest son, a strong female figure was running the family, there was no male influence as my Escort demetevler mother was a single parent. I thought I’d managed to give it up when I went to college, but now the old urges were back with a vengeance. I lay in bed, playing with my raging hard-on, imagining how the sexy lace and satin would feel stretched over my shoulders, belly, hips, buttocks, how dirty I would feel with my erect penis sticking out of the open crotch and my tight virgin arsehole exposed too. If I’d tried it on maybe I’d have taken Manuela’s place in Steve’s bed, being fucked by him while wearing the same slutty costume she used to wear when he fucked her. Then another fantasy came to me, one I would even maybe put into practice.The next morning I waited till Steve had gone to work before coming out of my room. The teddy was still there on the sofa, I picked it up and stroked the sexy material, lifted it to my nose and breathed in Manuela’s pungent scent. The urge to try it on was overwhelming, but I somehow resisted. I phoned in sick to work, got dressed and after waiting a bit of time for the shops to open went out shopping. And what a shopping trip – I had decided to embrace my crossdressing tendencies fully, and submit to the wanton desires that would bring, it was time to start building up a wardrobe. dikmen escort Nothing from a sex-shop though, I was shopping in Topshop, H&M, Miss Selfridges, Debenhams, even Harrods. Real shops selling real women’s clothing full of real women buying it up. And me too. The experience was liberating, by lunchtime I had bought a little black dress, a short flowery flared summer dress, a pink baby doll nightdress set, black lacy suspenders, bra and panties, a white basque and matching thong, a flowery bra and panty set, various sheer stockings, some with seams, some with lacy tops, fishnets, a black miniskirt, a pink and a white blouse, high heeled strappy silver sandals, black shiny slingbacks, makeup, perfume, jewellery, 2 wigs – one long and blond, one dark in a bobbed style, and a large tube of KY Jelly. I got it all back home, then went out again and bought some food, before texting Steve to tell him I’d cook tonight. “That’s good!” came his reply quickly, maybe he still felt embarrassed about last night. So back home again and now it’s time to get ready. First of all an anal douche using the shower, I feel very clean afterwards, it’s a strange feeling sitting on the toilet peeing like a woman but it’s water squirting out of your arsehole. Then a bath and shave all over. I’m not very hairy but even so the feeling of my smooth freshly shaved legs brushing together as I walk is incredible. My bare smooth cock, balls, mound and arsehole feel great too, it’s all I can do to stop myself from wanking off. Then on with the makeup, and nail varnish for both fingers and toes. Some jewellery, perfume, then the black bobbed wig. Now I’m ready to get dressed.

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  After I awoke from a deep slumber of a much needed nap, I laid there recounting memories from the night before with Todd. I got out of bed, walked to the kitchen and grabbed a soda from the fridge before sitting down on the sofa. As I sat down, a pain rippled through my ass, reminding me of the brutal fucking I had received from Todd.I sat there smoking a cig, remembering that I saw my neighbor coming out of his apartment as I was going into mine. I was mortified! I couldn’t remember if I actually saw him grabbing his cock or if my mind was such a mess that I imagined it. Either way, I know he saw me dressed up.The next few days were pretty uneventful as I went to class and did my best to avoid my neighbor. I wasn’t sure what I would say to him if saw him.As the week went by, Friday came and I was trying to decide what I wanted to do. Should I call Todd or should I venture out on my own to Houston and visit the ABS? I made up my mind and called Todd as soon as I got home from class. There was no answer, so I left him a message to call me.I decided that I would go ahead and go to Houston and rustle up some fun for myself. I took a nice hot bath and shaved my body completely. I got out after soaking for a good hour, waiting until the water started to cool, I got out, dried offand rubbed lotion over my entire body.I slipped on a little pink satin robe as I sashayed to the fridge and grabbed a beer. I sat down on the sofa, lighting a cig and drinking my beer while my skin absorbed the lotion. After I finished my beer and cig, I went back to my room and started to pick out what I was going to wear that night.I looked through my drawers and pulled out 3 different sets of bras and panties. I was having a hard time choosing which one I wanted to slip into. ‘Should I wear the same red ones I wore last week?’ I thought to myself. No. I put them back in the drawer. I stood there looking at the hot pink bra and matching thong laying next to the black bra and its matching thong. I couldn’t pick, so I moved on to my closet to find an outfit. I scanned the contents of my closet, browsing through the hangers of clothes until I picked out a purple lycra skirt that was about 4″ above the knee with a slit up one side that was about 4″ high. It was form fitting and the slit made it so sexy!I searched my closet for a top to wear. I was so indecisive. I stood there with two different tops in my hands, trying to make a decision, when the phone rang. I ran from the closet, threw the tops on my bed and grabbed the phone . “Hello,” I said into the phone.”Hey there, how’s my favorite slut?” the voice answered.”Well, hello, Todd. How are you?””I’m great, how are you doing?””I’m good. Do you have any plans for tonight?””Well, actually I do, but I may be around later tonight if you want to call me after 1:00am or so.””I may do that. It depends on what’s going on then.””Oh, you going somewhere tonight?””Yes, I’m coming to town and heading to the ABS to have some fun.””Well, if you don’t find any dick, call me later and I may have you come over.””Ok, if I’m not busy I will. Well, I better run. I have to finish getting dressed.””Oh, you’re going to come to town already dressed?””Yes, dressed like a good little slut. Gotta run. I may call you later.””Ok, slut, call me if you strike out.””Well if I call, it won’t because I struck Escort Çukurambar out. Bye, Todd.””Bye, Chrissy.”After hanging up, I headed back to my room to find a top to wear. I stood there looking at what I had picked out. It wasn’t sexy enough for what I had planned, so I decided to start over and find something really hot for tonight.I rummaged through the closet again and grabbed a red stretch mini skirt and a white semi-sheer button up blouse. I held them up to me, gazing into the mirror at my reflection. Hmm, I think that will work.I put the other two sets of lingerie back and grabbed the red lace bra & thong, a pair of sheer white lace top stockings and my red heels. I laid them on the bed and went to the bathroom to do my hair and make up.I curled my hair and bangs and used liberal amounts of hair spray to give me the “big hair” look. I applied my make up on the heavy side for a slutty look. I finished by spraying perfume on my ass, my cock and across my chest.I went to my room and perched on the bed, slowly sliding the white stockings up my silky smooth legs. I stood up and stepped into the thong and pulled it up into place. God, I loved the feeling of the nylons on my smooth legs! I grabbed the bra and put it on. Then I stuffed the cups with some fake tits I made from a pair of nude color pantyhose and socks. They felt a little more real and the color was better, at least it was kind of flesh colored.I sat down and slipped my feet into my red heels, and walked up to the mirror on my closet door. There I stood, a picture perfect slut, with teased up hair, heavy make up and a heavy coat of bright red lipstick.I walked to the kitchen and grabbed another beer and a smoke. I perched on a barstool and crossed my legs, enjoying the feel of the nylons rubbing together on my legs.I finished my smoke and went back to my room to finish getting dressed. I stepped into the skirt and wiggled my hips as I pulled it into place. I put the blouse on and buttoned it up. It was not too tight, but tight enough that my tits pressed against the sheer material making it easy to see the red bra underneath. The blouse was just a little too long and I couldn’t tuck it in my skirt because it was skin-tight. I accessorized with a black belt, putting it around my waist, covering the bottom of the blouse, and looked in the mirror. It looked great! It gave the blouse a little bit of flair over my hips, but still showed off my ass.I walked to the bathroom with a pair of large silver hoop earrings and put them on, along with a silver chain with fake diamonds in the pendant. I looked in the mirror, spun around, slapped my ass and said, “You’re getting fucked tonight, babe.” Then I turned off the lights and walked out. I decided to mix a large drink tonight rather than continuing to drink beer. I made a large Crown & Coke and filled a small flask of Crown to take with me. I rolled a joint and sat down to smoke a little before I left, seeing as it was still a little light outside.After a bit, I moved the blinds to the side, peeking out, and decided that it was dark enough to hit the road. I grabbed my drink and put my flask next to the cigs in my purse and headed out the door. As soon as I shut the door, I could feel the breeze blowing on my legs and up my skirt, not that it had far to go. It felt so intoxicating! demetevler escort I locked the door, took a deep breath, lit a cig and headed down the stairs.As I walked down the stairs, I could feel my nylon stockings rubbing together and my skirt slowly riding up. By the time I got to the bottom, my skirt was above my stocking tops and just barely covered my ass cheeks. I adjusted my skirt and kept walking to my car.I made it to the corner, about to round it and get to the long stretch to the parking lot. I was doing my best “slut strut”, wiggling my ass and taking nice long strides, making my heels click loudly on the concrete. I love that sound! I was in my own little world thinking of what might happen that night, when I turned the corner, and BOOM! I had run right into someone and spilled my drink all over the front of my blouse.I looked up and there he was.”I’m so sorry. Hey there, neighbor,” he said.”Oh, hi there,” I said.”Going out tonight?””Well yes, but I have to go change my top now.””I really apologize. I should have been watching where I was going.””No it’s ok, it was my fault. I wasn’t paying attention, my mind was somewhere else.””I’m Derrick, by the way.””Nice to meet you, Derrick. I’m Chrissy.””Let me walk you back so you can change your top and get on your way.””Well you don’t have to. Someone may see you with me.””I’ll tell you what. I really don’t talk to many people around here and don’t really care what they say. As far as I’m concerned, I’m just walking a girl back to her apartment.””Thanks, I hope you don’t tell anyone about this. I mean it’s really embarrassing to get caught like this. That’s why I wait until after dark to leave.””I won’t tell anyone unless you want me to.””Oh no, please don’t. I’ll do anything.”As we got the bottom of the stairs leading to our apartments, he stopped me. “So you’ll do anything?””Anything within reason. Don’t be ridiculous.””Let’s go on up and we’ll talk about it while you change top.”I started up the stairs first and as I neared the top, I felt a hand slide up under my skirt. I jumped a bit from the surprise and turned around to see Derrick smiling up at me and I smiled back. I put the key in the door, unlocked it and we went inside. When we got inside I got a good look at Derrick. He was about 6′ tall, between 180 and 190 lbs, nice toned body with close-cropped hair and I swear he was as black as the ace of spades.”Would you like something to drink?””What you got?””Crown, Rum, Tequila, beer?””Hmm, Crown & Coke and a Tequila shot will work.””Good choice, I’ll make two.”I poured us the drinks and the shots before I sat on a barstool next to him and crossed my legs. My skirt rode up and exposed the top of my stockings where the slit was and a lot more leg.He smiled and held up the shot glass, toasting to good times. We clinked our shot glasses and threw them back with a C & C chaser.We set the glasses down, looking at each other, smiles on our faces. I told him I needed to go and change my top so I could get it in the wash before the stain set.”I’ll be right back,” I whispered as I slid off the stool and walked to my bedroom. I was standing inside my closet door, unbuttoning my blouse, when I felt Derrick’s hands running up my stocking clad legs and under my skirt, raising it above my ass. All I could do was moan and push my ass dikmen escort bayan back towards him. He responded by pulling me to him and grinding his cock into my ass.I let my blouse slide from my shoulders and onto the floor between us. Derrick’s hands roamed up my sides and over my stomach until he reached my bra. He proceeded to rub my tits while grinding hard into me. I reached back and rubbed his swelling cock. I could feel the massive size of it even as it was growing in his shorts.”What do you want?” I asked him as I turned around. “I want to see my big black cock in between those red lips of yours,” he replied, smiling. I slowly slid down to my knees and started to unbutton his shorts. I felt the hugeness his cock beneath his shorts as they slid down to his ankles. My mouth was getting dry from the nervousness and anticipation of having his big black cock inside of it. I glanced up at him as I slowly hooked my fingers into the sides of his boxers and slid them down. My gaze shifted to his cock right as it sprung free.I was so shocked by the sight and size of it, I gasped! I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, right there just inches from my face. I swear it was 8 inches long and 2 inches in diameter, and it wasn’t even completely hard yet! I took his wonderful piece of meat in my hand and started stroking it, pulling his foreskin back as I gently licked and kissed the bulbous head. I felt myself starting to pant and my mouth was so dry, I could barely muster enough spit to wet his cock. I slowly slid my lips around his head and stroked him. With each stroke, I took him farther into my mouth.As much as I hated to, I pulled his cock from my mouth. I looked up at Derrick and told him I needed a drink and that I would be right back. I rose to my feet, went to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water and my popper bottle. When I turned around, he was sitting on the sofa naked. I walked to the TV stand and asked him if he wanted to watch some porn. Of course he did, so I found one that was all interracial, with black men fucking white women, and slid it in the VCR.I walked over to him, lowering myself down onto my knees in between his legs. I started stroking his cock while the porno started. I could feel it growing in my hand as I stroked every inch. I took a big hit off the popper and sucked him in my mouth as far as I could without gagging. My head was spinning from the popper and the feeling of his big cock in my mouth.I licked and sucked until his big cock was hard as steel. It was an incredible sight! Derrick’s cock was close to 10″ long and as big around as a beer bottle with large veins running the entire length. His balls were the size of limes, hanging low in his sack. I had never seen a real black cock before, just in pornos, but I guess the myth was true.I licked and sucked every inch of his beautiful cock and balls. Derrick moaned and groaned with approval, at times pushing my head down and thrusting his hips up, holding me there until I gagged for air. After about 20 minutes of me worshiping his black cock, he told me he was going to cum soon. “No, not yet. I want you to fuck me.””I recover fast. All you have to do is let me rest for 5 minutes, then start sucking my dick again and I’ll be ready.””Good, because I want to feel your big black cock inside me tonight.””Oh you will, bitch. You’ll feel my cock where you never felt anything before.”I took a big hit from the popper and started sucking his cock like mad. He started moaning louder, and saying things like, “Oh yea, baby, suck it.” I kept sucking for a few minutes when I felt him tense up, his balls tightening as he thrust his hips upwards.”AAAGGGGHHH!” he cried out.

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After I left the office of my former employer I went immediately to see an attorney. There were two things I had to do: one see about suing the hell out of my former employer and two: I needed to get my name changed legally to Carolyn instead of Carl. I chose this attorney because I already knew him, very well in fact, right down to the birthmark above his nice cock. He wasn’t surprised to see me in a dress nor was he surprised that I wanted to get my name changed. “Are you going all the way with the transition, Carolyn?” He knew me by both names but much better as Carolyn. “I’m not sure. The man I’m living with likes my little dick but he also likes me looking like a woman, especially now that I’ve been on hormones for more than a year. These puppies are really me,” I laughed and indicated my titties. “So if he wanted you to make the change, would you?” “Yea, I probably would. I mean, hell, I don’t use my dick for anything except pissing.” “If you do go for the change, come see me and we’ll petition the courts to have your sex changed on all pertinent documents. So tell me about the lawsuit.” “My homophobic boss called me into his office and fired me for insubordination because I wouldn’t change and be a real man. He called me a queer several times during the interview and really ranted when I explained that I was in transition.” “Can you prove any of this?” “I recorded the entire conversation.” “Recorded it, huh? You were expecting a problem?” “I just had a feeling so I started carrying it around with me a few weeks ago.” “Always be prepared. Good girl. Okay. Getting your name changed is just a legal formality. I’ll lay the groundwork and you just have to appear before a judge and swear why you want to change your name, which is obvious, but he has to hear from your lips that you aren’t trying to avoid any debts.” “No problem.” “The lawsuit is a bit more tedious, and well, a lot more costly. But you having recorded the conversation will certainly be a big help. If I had to guess on this one, I’d say they’ll probably settle out of court.” We spent more time discussing his fees and after a little haggling we settled on a percentage of the settlement if we won and nothing if we lost. Of course I had to pay for the name changing but that was a fee I had come prepared to pay. I left the attorney’s office and began looking for a suitable place for Mike and I to make our leather goods and BDSM business. I found a few places but none of them seemed right to me so I kept on looking. Finally it grew late enough that I had to abandon my search and go to Mike’s so I could prepare dinner, or at least stop on the way home and pick up something. As it turned out I called Mike and we decided on Chinese, so I stopped and picked up some at the closest place to his house. As we ate and worked on leather items I gave him a blow by blow account of my day. “I bet that son of a bitch nearly shit when he found out who you really were,” Mike told me, laughing his ass off. “From initial reaction I’d say he liked it. I mean, damn, I could feel him getting hard,” I said and joined in the laughter. “And I think my dick is bigger than his!” We went on to make several off color comments about Mr Reynolds, some very rude and some just funny. But eventually our conversation turned to the business we were trying to get off the ground and I told him I hadn’t found a location just yet. When I told Mike of the places I’d been looking he just shook his head. “This isn’t an upscale boutique, you know. Try around the airport, on the southeast side closer to town. There’re lots of small businesses in that area, a couple of adult book stores, modeling studios, gay bars, singles bars, a BDSM club, and a few others aimed at the adult community.” “Yes, I know exactly the area you’re talking about. Oh, and I found a place online that we can buy a lot of the cheaper leather stuff, cuffs, collars, whips, paddles, chaps, vests, even some male and female chastity devices. You wouldn’t believe some of the other items you can buy. And the bigger order you have, the more of a discount you get.” “Cool! Let’s take a look at some of these things after we finish eating. Is there room on the leather for any customization?” “Yes, all kinds of room.” “Great! Oh, and you do realize that you’re getting a spanking tonight.” “A spanking? Why? I’ve been a good girl.” I protested, but not very convincingly. “Two reasons, little girl. The first thing you did was kiss Reynolds and the second thing was questioning why you were getting a spanking.” “Yes sir,” I replied obediently, feigning reluctance even though I wanted to feel the bite of leather striking my naked butt. “How many?” “Thirty.” “Thirty? Y-yes, sir.” Thirty swats would probably make my dick explode and make a mess so I knew I’d have to lick it up and I looked forward to doing just that. While I went to get my laptop Mike cleared a space in the shop for my punishment. When I returned he was already dressed in Beşevler escort black chaps and vest so I knew that tonight’s ass whipping was going to be severe and the fucking I would get afterward would be heavenly. I stopped and opened the web page for the leather goods for him to look at while I prepared myself. The first thing I did was strip naked and then put the cuffs on my wrists and ankles, following that with the collar he had made for me. I was proud to wear his collar as that signified that I belonged to him. When I was dressed I sat beside him and waited for him to start the party. Mike attached a leash to my collar and lead me all around the shop, outside to the street and back, through the back yard, and finally back inside. Before he stretched me across his wide work table and fastened my wrists to small eye bolts on either end, stretching me tight, Mike placed a clip on each nipple. My ankles were than attached to the legs of the table, pulling me as far apart as possible, so that my ass couldn’t move at all. “How many did I tell you?” Trick question. No matter what number I gave him it would be too small. “However many you think I deserve, sir,” I answered after a moment’s thought. “Very good,” he said and laughed. There were times when he started off lightly and worked up to some blistering strokes but tonight wasn’t one of them. The first blow landed and I would have jumped over the moon if I hadn’t been tied so securely. “Ooww! Oh! One!” “Who’s the cunt?” he asked harshly as he swung the paddle. “I … Ooww! I am! Two!” “Who’s the horny fucking slut?” “Ooww! Me! Three!” He continued the process, asking a question and pounding my butt! By the time we got to ten I had tears of pain rolling from my eyes. I was also very much aware of the fire burning inside me. “What do you do, slut?” “Ooww! Thirteen! Please you!” Mike paused for a moment and cupped my balls in his hand, squeezing them so that I knew he was in control. “I should just cut these off,” he growled. “You don’t need them.” “Yes, sir. I don’t need them. Do they offend you? “At times, yes.” “I wish I had a pussy for you to use as well as my asshole and mouth,” I said through a blur of hot tears. My ass was on fire! Even though it hurt greatly every time the leather paddle smacked my ass, I wanted more. “Do you want to suck my cock, slut?” Another fierce blow landed on my battered butt! “Yes! Ooww! It hurts! Twenty-one! It hurts, it hurts!” I cried out with pain and lust. “I’m cumming! Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” Five more savage blows landed in rapid succession and I thought I would surely go insane with the pain and immense pleasure. “Ooww! Ooww! Twenty-six!” I was crying so hard that snot was running from my nose. “I think I’ll cum on your face.” “OW! Y-YES S-SIR!” “You’re a stupid fucking cunt!” He spat and gave me the final four blows. “Ooowww! OOOOHHHH! OOOOHHHH! TH-THIRTY!” “Say it!” “I’M A STUPID FUCKING CUNT!” Mike moved about behind me and then I felt something pressing against my asshole. I knew it wasn’t him but one of our dildos that was being worked inside me. In the next instant I heard the whirring of machinery and whatever was in me began moving in and out rhythmically and it felt so damn good. Instantly, I knew it was the fucking machine Mike had purchased a few weeks ago. Stepping in front of me, Mike pushed the head of his cock against my lips and I greedily drew him inside. Being restrained as I was, the only thing I could do was use my tongue to play with the sensitive areas I could reach. Mike controlled the motion, fucking my mouth at any speed he desired while the machine fucked my battered ass at a very steady pace. I whimpered around his hard cock, knowing he’d soon be firing his creamy goodness all over my face. Once my orgasms got started, the fucking machine kept them rolling, one atop the next and my body couldn’t stop quaking and shivering. “Mmm, your mouth is just so fucking hot, baby. Damn, it feels so good!” Mike grunted, holding my head on the sides and fucking my face intently. Three times I thought he was going to shoot his load and three times he rammed his dick down my throat. Now he was going at a good clip and once again I felt his cock harden and braced myself for his hot spunk. This time, whether by design or accident, I felt him grow and knew he couldn’t stop. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Mike bellowed and pulled his cock from my mouth just as a thick rope of hot jism fired into me. Then he was holding his cock and pumping semen all over my face from my chin all the way to my red hair. I had cum in my mouth, in my hair, eyebrows, covering my closed eyes, across the bridge of my nose, and on my cheeks. When he finished he used his dick to smear his cream all over. “Fuck, that was good! Do you want me to take the cock out of your ass? ” “Ooh, yesss,” I hissed, climbing up to the mountain top one more time. “Too bad. I like it there. I’ll be back in a few minutes. Çankaya escort bayan I’m going to get a beer. Would you like one?” “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” “I’ll get you one anyway,” he chuckled and left me strapped to the table with the machine fucking me. Mike returned carry two bottles of beer and a towel. “I thought I might clean you up before you get up.” “I guess I should have brought some water. Hard to clean up cum without some water. What should I do? I know!” He lifted his dick and aimed it directly at me and just as quickly began to pee on my head. Sure we’d had some fun with pissing in the past, mainly in the shower where it was easily washed off, but he’d never done anything like this. My first reaction was to protest and when I opened my mouth to say something I received a mouthful of hot urine. It was hot, body temperature, and bitter, but it was also something I had wondered about for a long time. I swallowed a small amount and then a larger, and larger amount. It was nasty and I loved it almost as much as cum, and if Mike liked doing this to me I was all in favor of it. When he was out of piss Mike reached over and turned off the damn machine that had given me so many orgasms before pulling the dildo out. In a few minutes I was free but so exhausted that I could barely move to a chair without any help. Taking the beer from Mike I downed half of it quickly, belched, then drank the rest of it. Beer wasn’t my first choice of beverages but it would certainly do for now. “Damn, baby, you fucked me half to death and then tried to drown me,” I giggled. “And you loved it all, from the spanking to the fucking to the blow job to the piss, Go ahead and admit it.” “Yea, I have to admit that I loved all of it, even the piss.” “But it was your idea to swallow my pee, and then you came back for seconds. I can only assume that you enjoyed drinking my piss so you can definitely expect some more.” “I guess I’m just a piss whore,” I smiled. “Cool. While you were, uh, occupied I looked over that website with the leather. Those are fair prices, wholesale prices. I think we should start writing out what we want so when we place an order we can do it at once and get a really good discount.” The rest of that evening, all the way up until the wee hours of the morning, was spent deciding on which items to buy and how many of each. On another site we found store fixtures, display racks, counter gondolas, slat wall and shelves, hanging rods, mounting brackets and so forth. We bought a few items from them but Mike said he knew a place that sold used at a really good price. At another site we found bondage furniture like sawhorses, swings, stockades and they were all very expensive but we purchased a sampling of them so Mike could see how they were built and try to improve. When my house sold I planned on using that money to really build up the inventory. By the time we went to bed, after my very much needed shower, we were both too tired to even think about sex. But the next morning, well, that was an entirely different story. I awoke from a very erotic dream and was ready for action, so I slid down in the bed and lightly kissed Mike’s cock which responded exactly as I hoped. Slowly, gently, I began taking his growing member into my mouth and before very long he was as hard as a rock. I felt him wake up and knew the game was on when his hands came into play, caressing me, guiding my head back and forth, reaching down to play with my erect nipples. “Mmm, what a way to greet the morning,” he sighed and let me continue. “Oh damn, that feels great, baby!” I felt exactly the same way since cocksucking was one of my most favorite things to do, especially with Mike’s glorious cock. I settled in and prepared myself for sucking him all day if necessary to get his wonderful cum. His hips began moving back and forth sending his dick deeper and deeper until he had worked all ten inches of his cock into me. When he picked up speed and began fucking my I knew he was getting close. “Oh yea, baby, suck my fucking cock! Oooh, I’m gonna paint your tonsils! Damn, this feels so good!” Mike groaned, his cock all the way inside my mouth. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” He pulled back a little and I could feel him growing thicker and harder, so I knew he was about to cum and I braced myself. I moaned softly, needing to feel him cumming in my mouth. Not only was I fulfilling what I felt to be my primary function, which was seeing to my man’s carnal needs, but I was also getting exactly what I so desperately craved. “I’m cumming,” Mike announced, “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” He started pumping a massive amount, even by his standards, into my mouth and I began swallowing as fast as I could, doing my best to keep up and not lose one single precious drop. Whimpering and moaning, swallowing and savoring, I took all he had to give me. I had done what I wanted, what I needed, to do and I was a happy camper Escort Cebeci now. He remained in my mouth for several minutes until his cock was limp before he withdrew. I cleaned him gently and carefully with my tongue, making certain he was completely free of any trace of cum. “You’re one fantastic woman, Carolyn,” he said quietly and held me tight. “You make it easy,” I replied and smiled up at his face. “Let’s get dressed, go out for breakfast, and go look for a place for our business.” “Sounds like a plan to me,” I giggled, not moving from his side. An hour or so later we were at our favorite diner eating bacon, eggs, biscuits and gravy. I’d worn a very casual, thin strapped foam green summer dress, no bra, a pair of white thongs to keep everything tucked away and leave me with a very smooth front, and white four inch heels. I liked green because it accented my red hair. Mike was in jeans and boots, his favorite casual apparel. From the diner we went to the area he’d suggested and took note of the foot traffic already moving about. There was two or three unoccupied stores, one of them between two of the busiest places. We walked throughout the area, which was almost like an adults only strip mall. There was a store that offered adult novelty items, two small adult book stores, one of them with a theater, and a store that catered to transvestites. There were also two places that weren’t open at this time of day, and a twenty-four hour bar and grill. The ‘Woman Within’ was the transvestite store I was familiar with, having done some shopping there in the past. They had very reasonable prices which told us that the rent probably wasn’t sky high. We went into that store and I recognized the same transvestite sales clerk I’d done business with in the past, though she looked a whole lot more convincing now than she had then. “Yes ma’am, can I help you?” Although I no longer needed to buy things in a specialty store since I could freely shop in any store I pleased now that I was fully transitioned except for the surgery, I decided that I would find something to buy. After looking around for a minute I saw an evening dress on display that I fell in love with and wondered when I would ever get the chance to wear anything as fancy as that. The dress was dark blue with sequins, floor length, strapless, and slit a little more than halfway up the thigh on one side to show a good glimpse of leg as you walked. Then I saw that Mike was also looking at it, almost drooling over it. “Yes, I’d like to see this dress in a size six,” I said and pointed to it. “Certainly. Let me go to the back and find one,” she answered and ducked behind some curtains. She returned carrying the dress and removing it from its plastic protective bag. “Here we go. We have a changing room right over here.” Taking the dress from her I stepped into the changing area and began stripping. The dress fit me like a glove and when I emerged I thought Mike might just jump me right on the sales floor. The look on his face convinced me. “Wow! It looks wonderful on you,” the sales woman said as I walked around the store. “We’ll take it!” Mike blurted. Even if I never wore it anywhere except in front of Mike, the fact that he liked it was good enough for me. My mind envisioned me doing a strip tease for Mike and getting him all hot and bothered and then fucking the living daylights out of me raced through my head. “I’ll go change,” I said with a smile. When I stepped out of the changing booth she took the dress from me and carefully placed it back into the bag. “Will there be anything else?” “No, I believe that should do it,” I replied and followed her to the counter with the cash register. “May I have your name? We like to keep track of what our customers purchase. It helps us make our purchases.” “Good idea. My name is Carolyn Adams.” “Thank you,” she smiled and typed my name into her computer. “You look so familiar I would have sworn you’d bought something here in the past but there’s no record of you.” “Look under Carl Adams,” I replied. “Oh yes, here you are. Let me make a note of this so the two files will merge.” “Technically it’s still Carl but that won’t be the case much longer.” “I remember those days,” she laughed. “I was so happy when the judge granted my request for a name change. I mean, how many women do you know named Harold?” “About as many as are named Carl,” I answered and we both giggled. Lowering my voice I asked, “Would you happen to know anywhere around here that sells bondage gear?” “None of the good stuff. You can get some leather cuffs and nipple clips, even a riding crop in either of the adult stores …” “But that crap looks so cheap and the leather cuffs are so stiff.” “Don’t I know it,” she smiled. “As far as I know there’s no place in the whole city that sells any quality items. There’s a BDSM club on the next block over but they don’t sell anything.” Mike had come up next to me and heard the gist of our conversation and asked, “Do you think a place that specializes in bondage things would make a go of it?” “If the traffic in and out of there is any indication, I’d have to say yes.” “Cool,” Mike replied and handed the lady a credit card. “Oh yeah, do you know what kind of business was in that store down the block?” “Sure.

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