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Greg and I had resumed our relationship as normal after my experience at Mistress Amber’s. I was enjoying being his girlfriend. He treated me so nicely, and we enjoyed our time together. It was the most intense sex life I had ever had with anyone. For the most part he enjoyed being the dominant one, and he was happy to make me his little fucktoy after a nice night out. But it was that line that he didn’t want to cross, and that line I felt I needed to cross, that gave us this itch once in a while, and we knew it was time to give Mistress Amber a visit. This way he could revisit his desire to watch me with other men, and I could indulge my Escort Beşevler submissive fantasies. He told me about Amber’s monthly auction. I was intrigued of course. It was tomorrow night, and he suggested that I go. She already told him that she would make sure he had a front row seat, and that the winner only got his prize for the one night. It sounded perfect. The next night, at Greg’s suggestion, I slipped on a lacy pink thong, and bra, white thigh highs, a plaid skirt, white button down shirt, and black Mary Jane shoes with 4″ heels. I also put my hair up in pigtails. “You’re going to cost some Escort Çankaya guy a fortune tonight,” he said to me. When we arrived at the house, we were separated like last time, and I was brought to a small room with a couch. I waited there for what felt like around an hour, until another guy came in, then brought me to another room. This room had a two way mirror, and I couldn’t really see much else. A voice from over a speaker would tell me to turn around, or bend over, or expose a part of my body. After a little while, I heard a bell ring, and someone came in for me. They put a collar around my neck Cebeci escort bayan that said “sold” and I was brought into another room. In this room, I could see a man, attractive, probably in his forties, sitting on a leather couch across the room. From another door, a beautiful blond woman, wearing a bustier and heels emerged. “He wants you to serve him a drink,” she said. She had a bottle of cognac in her hand, and I reached for it. “Haha, no not like that,” she said. She grabbed my hair and pulled me down on all fours. Then she pulled my thong aside. She started licking my hole up and down, and pushing her tongue a little bit inside me. I heard the snap of a bottle of lube being opened, and then I felt her wet finger pressing inside my hole. She moved it around, stretching me open, and then added another finger. Slowly she started to finger fuck me, and it felt so good. She then added a third finger, really spreading me open.

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My next door neighbour had begun helping me with my crossdressing by buying me my own clothes, and despite her initial stipulation that I continue to dress in secret, we had experienced a moment where that had all changed. Once that day had passed, Ellie and I became almost inseparable. If we weren’t together, we were texting or talking on the phone. We would do everything an ordinary pair of best friends would, with the exception, of course, that Ellie would help me with my little secret. Several months after our first night together, my nineteenth birthday loomed upon the horizon. As any good friends do, Ellie and I began making arrangements. We talked about what I wanted to do and we decided we would go out to a local club. We’d done this before several times, but I’d never gone out in girl mode. In fact, with the exception of that first day, Ellie and I had never left the house as two girls. A date near my birthday, when Ellie’s husband was away, was chosen and my excitement grew steadily until the day finally arrived. Geoff was away for several days in a row, this is the beauty of a man so obsessed with work; lots of money and always away. Ellie invited me over on Friday night Beşevler escort Bayan for what she referred to as a girlie night and pamper session. I’m pretty sure we fulfilled every Hollywood cliché that night, as we drank wine, ate chocolate, watched crappy movies and giggled like idiots. Ellie gave me a facial and painted my nails as we we lounged in satin nighties. She definitely had a lot of fun teasing me too. Her little pink nightie barely covered her sexy behind and she kept bending over in front me or standing close to me and pushing her breasts against me. She’d stroke my smooth legs as we relaxed, yet every time I kissed her and tried to turn things naughtier, she’d stop things from getting out of hand. “Not tonight,” she’d say sweetly with a wry smile. It was like torture. At one point, my cock was so hard and causing my nightie to peak up like a tent and all Ellie did was to say, “Despite looking like a girl, you always have one give away”. With that she tenderly took my cock in her mouth for all of five seconds. I was going insane. That night Ellie had made up the spare room for me, at least I thought it was for me. As I Çankaya escort climbed into bed she got in next to me. I was a little surprised. We’d never shared a bed, not to sleep at least. Falling asleep was not easy with our smooth legs intertwined, her body pressed against mine. The following day we slept in late. Despite all our time together and how much I dressed, I had never spent a full day in girl mode. That was my first day and it was wonderful. Our late breakfast was essentially lunch and we showered together; once again my attempts at turning things sexual were rejected but always played upon by Ellie. As we dried off I went for the hair dryer, but Ellie stopped me. She had a surprise for me and she told me to just put some clothes on. I dressed in a cute baby blue bra, matching thong, and a skater dress. Just as I was ready there was a knock at the door. I stayed upstairs as Ellie, wrapped in her fleecy dressing gown, went down to answer. When she reappeared, she explained she’d booked someone to come and do make overs on us and cut our hair. My heart was in my throat, but she assured me it was okay. I nervously went downstairs with Cebeci Escort her and found a guy and a girl in their twenties. Dressed completely in black they appeared to have both come from a salon. As I walked in, they saw me and greeted me excitedly, saying they had heard all about me and how happy they were to meet me. They sat me down as Ellie appeared, and I realised that he was Ellie’s hairdresser and she worked with him. There was a flurry of activity around Ellie and me as our hair was cut and styled and make up expertly applied. Several hours passed before we were finally finished and we bid our stylists farewell. Ellie wouldn’t let me see in the mirror but she looked incredible. Her blonde hair cascaded over one shoulder in full curls; she had shining red lips and dark eyes. I hoped it looked nearly as good! We went to get dressed, a full bottle of wine to consume as we did so. I went to my lingerie drawer when Ellie stopped me. She produced a box with two words written on which excited me greatly: Agent Provocateur. The designer lingerie label was explicitly expensive and gorgeously sexy. I opened the box and found soft black and red lace. Bra, gstring panties, and suspender belt. I knew what I held was several hundred pounds worth of underwear and I was dumbstruck. Ellie, still smiling, produced another box for herself and revealed the same set. We dressed together in our finery. Each taking our time to roll our stockings onto our legs, step into panties and so on.

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I am lying back on the bed, sweaty, a bit out of breath and my thoughts all over the place. Wow is the usual expression I think for these things. My wife is cuddling up to me. “How is my boy?” She asks with a naughty look in her eyes. “I’m very good thank you”. Laura grabs a towel and places it between her legs. Getting up off the bed with a small giggle she declares that she needs to clean up a bit and that she will be right back. I turn to look at my wife. So, she says, are you ready for round two? I don’t say anything but just smile. “Boy, somebody here looks like the cat that ate the cheese and all” “Honey, to get this smile off my face in the next ten years will take some effort. That was so good” Her hands are slowly moving across my chest and she smells so right. If only it was possible to stop time right now. “I think I could handle a round two. I’ll certainly make the effort” “Ah, such self sacrifice Side escort from my man! Always ready to do his duty” “I suppose it’s why you love me so much sweetie. Always putting the needs of the world’s women before my own. It’s not easy, but somebody has got to do it.” “Uhuh…” From the bathroom comes the sound of a running tap and a soft singing voice. Looks like somebody else enjoyed it as well, my wife says. It sure does, I think. I wonder what is going to happen next and then wonder why I am wondering so much and not just focus on all the breasts around me. I laugh out loud. A question mark appears on my wife’s face. “Something you want to share with the group?” “I am just a bit taken by surprise. No pun intended” I laughingly reply. The bathroom door opens and Laura walks out in my wife’s bathrobe. “I need another drink. You guys want another glass of wine?” I sit up manavgat escort bayan and reply that I will go and get the drinks. “What a gentleman” Laura laughs. “Well, here’s my glass stud. Please make sure you return it to me filled with some proper wine. Not that cheap Barolo crap you were using to get me drunk” “Aye” I say “Now that she has had her fun the attitude comes out” “I think she is asking for trouble” my wife adds. The smile from Laura tells me she wouldn’t mind a bit of trouble. No matter how we would fill in that trouble. I walk to the kitchen and open another bottle of wine and get myself a glass of water. I’m old enough to know the effects of alcohol on my system and tonight is not the night for any major failures down there. I drink the water and get myself another glass of wine. Not for drinking, for show. I pick up the two glasses for the girls and Escort alanya walk back to the bedroom. They are lying on the bed talking. Very naked. “Whoa” I say “If I could only get a webcam in here I could retire tomorrow” “In your dreams mate” Laura exclaims. “Men, it’s never enough” my wife adds. I hand them the wine and say I’ll be right back. I pick up my glass in the kitchen and return to the bedroom. Their wine glasses stand untouched on the bed site cabinet. Laura’s hand is slowly moving between my wife’s legs and they are kissing passionately. I sit down on the bed and move my wife’s legs further apart. I want to see everything. They don’t acknowledge me and seem to be in their own world. This makes the whole scene possibly even more exciting to me. Laura is kissing my wife’s breasts, her fingers playfully tweaking the nipples in turn until grow hard. She sucks them, flicks them with her tongue. My wife moans and moves her hips. “please..” She says “please..” Laura moves down and gently kisses the thighs, her fingers ever so carefully moving over my wife’s lower body. Then she places her mouth over my wife’s cunt and moves her tongue right there. I don’t do anything, I sit there and I watch.

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I suppose to begin, my name is Ember, (at least for all intents and purposes here) and I have fancied silk and satin lingerie for as long as I can remember. I have been reading the stories and experiences of other authors for several years, I figured I would make an attempt to write about some of my experiences. The stories that I tell will be based on fact with a little fiction thrown in for the reader’s enjoyment unless otherwise noted. Let’s begin, shall we…I was at my friend Mike’s house this particular evening, for dinner and some drinks. Mike’s wife is Christine, and she was a very attractive woman. I had arrived midafternoon and as a couple of twenty-somethings with minimal responsibilities we were sitting on the back porch drinking some beers and throwing tennis balls for his dogs. As the afternoon continued Christine got home from work and suggested kumköy escort bayan I stay for dinner. A few more friends stopped by and the party ensued. There were several of us at the house that evening, a few other couples and myself single at the time.As the afternoon progressed into evening Christine had prepared a large pot of spaghetti with some garlic bread on the side. The party had been a fairly standard event, several friends and lots of drinks. The dinner was nothing formal and we all ate as we got hungry or decided to dilute the drinks that we had consumed all afternoon. Everyone was having a wonderful time and as the evening went there was always another drink available. I’m pretty sure that everyone was feeling the effects of the drinks by mid evening.It must have been about 9:00 by the time I decided to kumköy escort eat something, realizing just how drunk I was getting. After I was finished with my dinner, I went to wash my dishes, and Christine was cleaning up the kitchen. The music was playing loudly in the house so that we could hear it outside where everyone was congregated. Christine was dancing around the kitchen at while tiding up as I took my plate to the sink to wash it. After washing my plate, I went to the refrigerator to grab another beer, trying not to stare at Christine too much. By this time, she had made her way to the sink to wash something and was shaking her booty in a rather suggestive manner.I have no idea what came over me, the alcohol, her beauty, her booty in her tight jeans. As I passed her, I set my beer on the counter and put my hands escort kumköy on her hips and pulled her close to me. She responded to me by taking a step back pushed her bum into my lap. We must have danced closely for several minutes before I thought better of myself. I let her go, thinking what the hell are you doing, this is your friends’ wife? She just turned around and smiled as I led myself out of the kitchen back outside.As the night turned into early morning there were a few more “close encounters” with Christine. She’d be in the kitchen and shake her booty as I’d take the bait. We would pass in a secluded hall and we would embrace each other. I couldn’t believe that this was happening, not with my buddy’s wife. She was driving me nuts, I wanted to bend her over the table and fuck her. I also knew I was betraying my friend for allowing this to happen with his wife. I was so torn. I was single, and it had been a while since I had gotten any, but this was wrong. As the night came to a close and people were leaving, I started to go but I was stopped by Mike and Christine. “You can sleep on the couch, you’re in no shape to drive,” they said.

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My first full day of my new life was fabulous and day two has started out with a bang.  A morning run sandwiched by blow jobs to two different men was the best way to start a new day.  I was savoring the memory of sucking off the security guard Greg and looking forward to the rest of my day.  It was still early but I could tell from the morning sun it was going to be a very warm day in Boston.  I decided to take a quick rinse off in the shower and go up to the rooftop pool to rest in the sun and enhance my tan. I finished my shower and slipped into my swimwear.  I chose a black two-piece bikini with bright polka dots for the morning sun.  I wrapped a white sarong around my waist and packed a tote bag with some suntan oil, a magazine, a beach towel, my cell phone and a snack.  Black flip-flops and my oversized tortoiseshell sunglasses completed the look.  I made myself a tall vodka and orange juice to sip, as I am a big believer in day drinking.  I left the apartment and took the one flight of stairs to the rooftop.The pool was not large but it had a large sundeck complete with lounge chairs and patio tables with umbrellas and chairs.  The gym was also on the roof adjacent to the pool.  You could see inside the gym as it featured floor to ceiling glass panels to allow workout warriors a clear view of the pool. Next to the gym was a sauna, which I planned to use some mornings to sweat out the toxins from any late-night bar adventures.There was no one in the gym and only one couple sitting by the pool. They were sitting at one of the patio tables and they looked up and said hello to me as I sauntered over to a lounge chair about ten feet from them.  I laid out my towel, removed my sarong and got settled into my chair.  It felt glorious just lying in the sun in my bikini; I felt like a real woman!  I could hear the conversation between the couple next to me and discovered the woman was leaving to run errands and wouldn’t be back until after noon.  As I rubbed my tanning oil over my legs, stomach and parts of my back (the parts I could reach), I noticed the man stealing glances at my tan body laid out on the lounge chair.  My top showed off the full breasts as my forms looked as natural as a real set of tits.I rolled over on my stomach and noticed if I turned away facing the opposite direction Side escort Bayan of the couple, I could see them clearly through the reflection in the windows of the gym.  When I completed my change in position, I noticed the woman leaving the table and walking towards the stairs, obviously leaving to do her morning errands.  This left the gentleman by himself and gave him the opportunity to openly stare at my backside.  He was clearly enjoying himself as he was staring and appeared to be rubbing his crotch as he was eyeing my form.  I spread my legs a little further apart enhancing the view of my legs and inner thighs which must have been to his enjoyment as he increased his crotch massage.  Once I was sure he had to be getting hard I slowly sat up and picked up the drink off the table next to my lounge chair.  I took a big swig of the potent screwdriver and stood up and approached him.“How rude of me not to introduce myself; my name is Cassie,” I said as I offered him my hand.I was standing only a few inches from him and could clearly see his hardened cock through his swimsuit.“Ralph, Ralph Wilson is my name,” he spoke.“Well Ralph, are you enjoying the scenery?” I asked as I shook his hand. “It appears you are.”I looked directly down at his crotch, bent over and placed my hand right on the lump in his swimsuit. Ralph appeared to be around my age with greyish hair.  He had on a white tank top that read St. Petersburg Beach, red swimming trunks and sandals.  As I removed my hand and rose, he stood and towered over me; he was at least six feet four inches tall and very thin. He took the drink from my hand and put it on his table.  Then he extended his arms and wrapped them around me, placing both his hands on my ass cheeks and pulled me close to him. His body pressed against mine I could feel his hard cock pressing into my stomach as he lowered his head and whispered into my ear.  “You like the feel of my big hard cock, Cassie?” I slid out of his grip and made a 180-degree turn bent over at the waist and raised my ass so it pressed right into his loins.  “I would like to feel it up my ass, Ralph.”“Let’s go to the sauna and you can have all nine inches in your sexy ass,” he spoke.I stood up and walked to my chair grabbing the tanning oil as he followed me Escort manavgat to the sauna. It was a short walk and soon we were inside and the door locked.  Ralph took me in his arms and pressed his lips on mine. His tongue immediately shot into my open mouth and he explored my tongue with his as he grabbed my left tit with his right hand.  We broke off the kiss and I knelt before him and I took off his swimming trunks.  The sauna was dimly lit but I could clearly see his monster cock rock hard in front of me. I squeezed out some oil from my bottle into my hands and then I massaged his cock with both hands lubricating it thoroughly.  It seemed to grow even longer and I think his nine-inch statement was quite accurate.I turned around and placed my hands on the bench pulling down the bottom of my bikini being careful not to show him any of my balls and dick.  A girl becomes an expert at this move with so much experience.  I felt his hard dick almost immediately start to grind into my tight asshole and his circular movements of his big cock started to break the barrier and I felt the tip start to slide in. “I knew you were a cock slut the minute you walked out to the pool.  You little fucking slut, I am going to fuck your ass, but first you better beg for it,” he said.“Fuck you Ralph, you want this ass, so bad…now fuck me!” I answered.He pushed a little harder and with a loud pop I felt his head enter my ass. “You like that you little cunt? You want me to fuck your tight ass with my big cock?”“Yes, baby.  Fuck me hard and fast,” I begged.He grabbed my waist with his hands and thrust deeper into me.  His big cock spread my ass wide open and I moaned in pleasure as I felt his hot cock fill my love canal. “Yes baby, give me that cock, shove it all in!” I screamed.Again, he thrust his hips and now his dick was at least halfway in and going deeper.  He pulled back and then shoved even harder and his cock went deeper yet.  I waited for his next thrust and I bucked my hips and thrust back at him to get him deeper inside me. The timing of my thrust was perfect as it met his thrust and his whole cock went firing inside me as I felt his groin hit my ass cheeks. He continued his assault on my ass slamming his huge cock inside my ass over and over.  Deeper and deeper alanya escort he went, sending my pleasure to new heights.  He was grunting as he slammed his cock in, like a pile driver filling me up.  The sounds of his grunts, my screams of pleasure and his waist slapping into my ass made for a spectacle of noises suitable for the best porn video. Without warning he groaned even louder as his cock erupted inside me, filling me with a sense of warmth from his hot cum. The release of his first shot did not slow Ralph down as he continued to slam me with his cock and more juice shot deep inside me.  He slowed down his pumping and came to a stop with his long cock still inside me.“Fuck, that was hot!” he muttered. “I love a surprise like that.”He slowly withdrew his cock and I quickly pulled up my bikini bottoms and tucked my semi-hard penis out of sight.“You made my morning special, Ralph,” I replied.We exchanged very few other words as he pulled up his shorts and I unlocked the door and we stepped outside.  He told me he was going to get cleaned up before his wife returned and we agreed that we would try to hook up discretely again in the near future. I returned to the pool and relaxed on my back, enjoying the sun and feeling a small amount of Ralph’s cum oozing out of my ass into my bikini. I must have dozed off in the sun as I woke up in a daze in the warm sunshine. I was still alone at the pool and gathered my thoughts for the rest of the day.  It was a little after noon and I had a meeting scheduled for 3:00 PM.  My meeting was actually an interview that I set up about three weeks ago while I was working at the office of my former company.  As I mentioned earlier, I used to visit this area frequently when visiting the home office for meetings.  On my visit three weeks ago, I spoke to the manager of the hotel I was staying at about a part-time job in the future once I relocated permanently to the area. I disclosed my plans of transitioning into a woman and told him that I was hoping to find part-time work to help meet people and to get myself into a social environment.We spoke about fifteen minutes and I outlined to him my plans of moving and starting the process of taking hormones to enhance my change.  He was candid also saying he was concerned about my appearance and if it would be uncomfortable for his customers and staff if I truly did not look like a real woman.  I told him we should set up a time for me to come back and I would convince him it would not be a problem.  Now that meeting was less than three hours away and I had to prepare my appearance for the interview.

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The days couldn’t go by fast enough as I patiently waited for the last weekend of October. While crossdressing on Halloween seemed all too cliché, Missy and I had collaborated on quite an outfit that undoubtedly would be my most outlandish and revealing look yet. Missy and her friend Laura had decided that a trio of slutty pirates would be the perfect opportunity for Jenni to make her college campus debut. Missy said she was up for the challenge to make me undeniably passable as long as I was up to potentially taking Jenni to the next level. While I wasn’t exactly sure what that meant, I was in. How could I say no?With a relatively elaborate plan in place to get my parents blessing for a two-day trip out of town to visit Missy, I was in the car making the two-hour trip. Missy’s off-campus, two-bedroom apartment was the perfect spot to have the freedom and space to spend the weekend as Jenni and not having to worry about concealing myself to anyone for an entire weekend. A little over an hour into the drive, I pulled into a rest area to make a few necessary adjustments. I went into a bathroom stall to put on a new lacey white bra and matching bikini panties that I would wear under my sweats. Once back in the car, I took out my makeup bag and did a light once over. I couldn’t help but notice the looks I was getting as truck drivers and other motorists walked from their vehicles to the rest stop. I fantasized about having sex with one of the drivers in the cab of his truck as I watched them, checking me out.I was back on the road in short time and for the remainder of the trip I began to focus on Jenni and everything that went along with her. I would occasionally glance in the rearview mirror just to admire the mascara covering my lashes and the rouge on my cheeks. By the time I arrived at Missy’s place, Jenni was ready for a fantastic weekend of fun.Missy greeted me at the door with a big hug pressing her boobs against me in a friendly, yet sexual manner that I was much more aware of after our time together.“Oh my god! Let me see,” she said as her hands squeezed my breasts over the padded bra.I pulled up my tee shirt to show her my new purchase.“White! I love it! Virgin white for Jenni the virgin.”Missy’s friend Laura came from around the corner and greeted me with a big hug as well. Like three college girls would, we giggled our way into Missy’s bedroom to check out the costumes for the party. As if the costumes themselves weren’t enough, Missy had gone all out with knee-high boots and a wild brunette wig that would definitely give Jenni an awesome look, one like never before. Missy insisted that I Escort Side try on the costume which fit nicely and while the boots were a little snug, they looked and felt so sexy, I wasn’t complaining.We spent most of the night drinking and just hanging out. When it came time to sleep, Missy insisted I sleep with her. I had brought a pair of sleeping shorts but Missy suggested my bra and panties. I was game. In bed, it was hard to resist Missy, especially as she ran her nails over my body. It wasn’t long before I was completely hard and hoping Missy might want to help me out. Instead, she had other ideas.“I am assuming you have never been fucked before,” Missy asked.“As in having anal sex? No.”“Are you willing to try something?” Missy asked. “For me?”Of course I was willing. There wasn’t much I wouldn’t do for this girl. Missy reached over to the small night table next to her bed, opened the drawer, and produced the dildo I was familiar with from our day on the back patio at her house.“So, I think we should experiment with our little friend tonight. You never know what may happen tomorrow and you should at least know what it feels like to have a dick in that virgin ass of yours.”As quickly as Missy had turned me on with her sensual touch, I noticed that my penis was not as excited about the prospect of experimenting with anal sex. Then again, maybe that was a good thing. I told Missy I was up for it and slid my panties off as she requested. As she applied a little KY to the dildo I rolled onto my back and got comfortable. Missy took another dab and applied it directly to my bud and slowly inserted her finger.“Just relax. Don’t be so tense. Just enjoy the feeling,” she said as she pushed her middle finger deeper inside me.I closed my eye and took a deep breath. Moments later I felt a second finger being inserted and pushed inside me.“Ok. I’ll go slow but let’s see how much of this bad boy you can take,” she said as she removed her fingers and moved the head of the life-like rubber penis toward my ass. I felt the head move slowing inside and then inch by inch, it filled me up. It hurt like hell. She slowly worked it inside me, pausing at times to let me react and relax. It wasn’t very long before a good six inches was in me and Missy started to play. She slowly pulled it out to the head before pushing it back in and then starting repeating the action at a slow pace. Each time I felt it slide in and out, it felt better than the last and soon, I was becoming aroused again.“Oh fuck this is so hot,” she said.I simply moaned in delight. It felt incredible. Once again, my cock manavgat escort was rock hard and after about five more minutes of being fucked by Missy’s dildo, I felt uncontrollable waves of cum shooting all over my stomach. I watched Missy, her eyes closed, fucking me with one hand and playing with my cum with the other. As she started to lick her cum-drenched fingers her pace with the dildo quickened, becoming more forceful with each motion in and out. Her second hand slid in her shorts as she fingered herself to an orgasm in tandem to her strokes of the dildo in my ass. She released her grip on the penis allowing it to fall on the bed as she collapsed on my body, wildly in orgasmic pleasure. She rolled over and said good night.In typical Missy fashion, night one was over.Day two arrived with a great deal of anticipation. Missy was masterful about hiding anything that had happened the night before and her focus was all about preparation for the party. After a light day of activity, including a nice workout at the gym, it was time to get ready. Each of us had unique look but our theme was consistent across the board. My costume was a predominantly red and black mini skirt with a very frilly off-the-shoulder top. The wig was something new for me as suddenly I had a lot more hair to work with a definitely gave me a more refined look. We decided on a bandana instead of the pirate hat that would help keep my newfound locks in place. Missy did a fantastic job with my makeup as well. I slid into my boots that fit more comfortably with the black sheer stockings I had and stood in front of the mirror to admire my look.“You look fucking hot,” Missy said looking at my reflection off of her mirror. “In fact, I think I hate you for looking as good as you do. If I were you, I’d go walk on those heels so you don’t fall flat on your face. And maybe practice bending over while you’re at it.”“So our little practice session last night and now your comment about bending over, this sounds more like something I should expect and not ‘you never know’. What gives?” I asked.“OK. So I’m kind of seeing this guy from the house we’re going to for the party. And maybe it kind of came up that his friend is very bi-sexual. He’s not totally sure he’s into the crossdressing thing but if he likes girls AND guys, we figured he’d love you. You’re the best of both worlds.”As I admired myself in the mirror, I thought to myself, I sure am. I immediately said to myself that if the opportunity presented itself, I was completely going to go for it. Laura popped into the room to ask for help cinching up alanya escort bayan her costume.“What the fuck Missy. You said Jenni was hot but Jesus! You didn’t say she was this fucking hot. God damn girl.”Missy got up to help Laura and slapped me on the ass as she did. “Go pour us a shot of something, bitch.”The girls finished getting ready as I poured and delivered a few shots, adjusting nicely to walking in the three-inch heeled boots. After another hour it was time to go. Missy touched up my lips and makeup a little and we were off. We were picked up by a pledge from the house we were going to who was clearly uneasy with the overly suggestive nature of our conversation and line of questioning including if he had ever sucked another guy’s dick, how big he was, and my favorite, if he would ever dress as a girl if he was asked.Even a year ago, I would have had a nervous stomach and would have been terrified at the prospect of going into a party on a college campus dressed as a girl. Now, I felt I was just one of the girls, going to a frat party, looking for a hot dude with a nice dick. We each gave our driver a kiss on the cheek as we got out of the car and whether it was the four shots or just my newfound confidence, I decided a little squeeze between the legs would be a nice touch. We all laughed.Once in the party, Missy connected with her friend Aaron, whispered in his ear as she looked my way, and brought him over to meet me.“Jenni, it’s incredible to meet you. Missy has told me so much about you and you look amazing. Have fun tonight. I told Missy my friend Eric will be here in about an hour or so. He’s an amazing guy and he’ll really be into you.”I thanked him for everything and the invite. Laura and Missy returned with a beer and we were ready to mingle. The party was a blast. The three of us looked amazing and I blended right in with our trio and the party. The amount of guys that came up to us was almost overwhelming but between my confidence and newfound desire to find a cock to play with, I loved it. We were there for a little over an hour when Aaron walked up to introduce his friend Eric. Eric was twenty-one, in tremendous shape, and at six-foot-three, was taller than me even with my heels. By this time, Laura had wandered off with a guy and Aaron clearly was looking for a little alone time with Missy. I very quickly found myself alone with my newfound friend amidst a sea of college-age partygoers.Eric and I carried on some semblance of a conversation over the noise for a while before he suggested we go to a more private space to talk. He took me by the hand and led me through the sea of people, grabbed two beers, and led me down a flight of stairs into an area that was clearly reserved for the upper classmen who needed a more intimate space. We found an empty love seat and got comfortable. We made small talk for a while before getting to what was on both of our minds.

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We had been married for nearly 5 years when we started talking and exploring our bisexual sides. It was a major turn on for me to always imagine meeting men for quick hookups or her being there to guide us along and tell us what to do. She had always said that she wanted to watch two guys be totally uninhibited with each other. I told her our day would come sooner or later and sooner seemed to be the better answer. One Saturday afternoon she had been out to the mall with her friends shopping so I figured I had some time to myself to get in some good quality masturbation time. I logged in to a favorite site that I often used that also had people broadcasting their webcams for some sexy chats. I went into one of the chats and immediately got a message from someone asking if I wanted to view their cam, after viewing their profile I had realized this was a bisexual man that was quite well endowed according to his picture, so being curious I said yes and up popped his cam with him sitting in some really tight briefs rubbing his balls . He greeted me and asked if I happened to be bi, I said I had never really done anything but my wife and I had many conversations about it and that I fantasized about it often. At this point he pulled his cock out of his briefs and asked me if he was in front of me right now would I suck this? His cock was quite large, definitely larger than I was from what I could tell on the cam and I am a thick 7 inches. My dick quickly started to swell and throb Rus Escort izmir as I thought about his question. I rubbed my cock and typed that I would love to see how much of that dick I could actually take down. He pumped his dick hard and said he had a few encounters but nobody that ever really seem to get into it. Not knowing anything else about him I said it was too bad we weren’t neighbors because I would let him come and use me right now. After a couple minute pause he said that he went back and looked at my profile and it said that we lived within 2 miles of each other and immediately I got goose bumps all over me, would he call me out on my talk? The next line on my screen said he was free the rest of he day, was I for real or just another online fake? I told him to give me 3-4 minutes because I needed to make a phone call. He then typed. OK…..fake. Little did he know I quickly picked up my cell phone and sent a text message to my wife asking what she would think if she ever walked in on me sucking someones dick? She just replied with a big, what the fuck are you talking about? I explained the chat that had been going on and she said as long as she could join in any way she wanted when she got home, to go for it. My cock got as hard as a rock and I told her this was not a joke so be ready when you walk in to see things she would never had imagined. I got back online with the mystery man and told him my wife was at the mall, izmir otele gelen escort would he want to come over and use me like I have fantasized about? he said as long as I was real and not some fake picture collector he was game. I sent him my phone# and told him to call me to verify and get directions. Five minutes later my phone rang and the guy on the other side asked if I was the guy ready to be his fuck toy, he hadn’t cum in 4-5 days and he needs to get some frustrations out on someone. I hesitated for a moment, almost chickening out and hanging up the phone but instead I gulped, took a deep breath and said yes I was ready to be his sex toy. I gave him directions and before he hung up he had told me I needed to be ready immediately and to answer the door naked when he got there. I quickly got showered and ready for this to happen. I was shaking from being so nervous and excited at the same time. Would he even show up or was the joke on me? I heard a car pull into the driveway so I quickly pulled off my shorts so I could answer the door naked as he requested. I opened the door and stood in front of him with everything out there to see. He shut the door behind him, reached out and grabbed my cock that I think got hard in less than 3 seconds. He chuckled and said he liked how I followed directions so don’t waste time and get on my knees, undress him and start sucking his cock and balls. My whole body shook as I knelt Buca escort bayan down and pulled off his pants, letting out a dick that guys usually dream about having. The head on this cock was much fatter than the already girthy shaft. His balls were really large and has some serious hang to them from the weight. He grabbed my head, bent over, kissed me, which I had never done to a man before and said, ” I think you know what to do, suck me.” . I grabbed a hold of his cock which was obviously larger in person than on the cam and put as much of it into my mouth as I could. I got about halfway down it a few times and he said you can do better than that. He grabbed the back of my head and forced the fat cock head he had past a point in my throat and held me there and moaned as my stomach flexed from my gagging. He let me off and did it again as my eyes watered and my stomach jerked again but I was seeming to like the domination of it all. It seemed the more he did it he easier it got. I relaxed and drool began flowing from my mouth that he started rubbing his cock in and smacking me in the face with it. I grabbed my own dick and started jacking off. As soon as he saw this he pulled his cock from my mouth, bent over in my face and said he didn’t tell me I could feel good yet. He forcefully rammed my head under his cock and said he wanted his saggy balls sucked. As I started sucking his balls I heard another car pull up. He held my head back and as soon as my wife walked in he quickly buried his impressive dick down my throat again making me lerch from gagging. He looked at my wife and in a joking voice said hello, your husband sucks some mean cock. She just stood there for a minute and said I can’t believe you were serious, you really did it. She walked to the bedroom and closed the door.

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“Honey, where are we going,” pondered Sara to her boyfriend as he drove their Ford Explorer up the mountains, “You know I don’t like the cold weather.” “Don’t worry baby, it is a surprise. I am very sure you will like it,” Matt responded. As they got up on the top of the mountain, Matt slowed down the SUV and pulled into a driveway that was barely seeable from the road, completely surrounded by trees. As they got further into the driveway, Sara saw a beautiful log cabin with stone steps in the distance, covered in a few inches of snow. “Oh my god, this is beautiful,” exclaimed Sara as she got out of the vehicle, grabbing her bags. They walked up the izmir rus escort bayan steps and Matt unlocked the door, stepping inside as they each took off their white winter coats off. The inside was as wondrous as the outside, with a log table and wooden furniture everywhere. When they went into the kitchen, they saw another man and woman standing in the kitchen. “Excuse me, what are you two doing here,” Matt questioned the pair. “We rented this cabin for the weekend, did you guys rent it as well,” the man asked Matt. “Indeed, we did. Now what are we going to do,” Matt answered. The other woman finally Escort izmir otele gelen spoke, “Why don’t we just share the cabin?” They all decided that it was alright to just stay there and the men got the fire in the living room started while the women made drinks. “What’s your name,” Matt asked the other man. “My name is Chad, and yours,” the man responded. They exchanged names and started to chat, getting to know each other while the women did the same thing in the kitchen. The other woman’s name was Katy. As the women walked in the living room with the drinks, the men each took a side of the couch. Buca escort Sara and Katy both went to the middle of the couch, by their respective men. Each couple didn’t know what to do since they had come to the cabin strictly to add some spice to their love life. It was too quiet for Matt, so he started to talk to Chad again. They all started chatting again and became quite close in a matter of hours. Sipping on their drinks and conversating among themselves, the air started to fill with a tension that was not unnoticed by Sara. She looked at Matt and started to kiss him, deepening the kiss, with her tongue sliding between his lips caressing his tongue. “Baby, we have company,” Matt huskily stated, his arousal now obvious against his black slacks. “Oh please don’t mind us,” Katy stated, almost pleading. Sara took that as her cue to continue, and stood up before straddling Matt and continuing her kiss. Matt seemed to relax more and deepened the kiss himself this time.

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Jim’s day hadn’t started well. He’d forgotten to set the alarm for an early start – and so had almost missed the train. His relief was short lived. Half an hour into the journey the train had stopped. A major points failure, was the explanation. After another half an hour standing still he’d realised he was never going to make the meeting. He phoned to let his boss know – and eventually he managed to get back to his home station. At around 10.30 he was unlocking the door to the home he’d left almost three hours earlier. As he opened the door he was surprised to hear voices. His wife was at work – and then he remembered: this was the day Carol, the cleaning lady, came. When he listened it was clear that the voices were coming from the TV in the living room. Its door was open. He approached the room. At the far end of the room he saw the TV screen. Someone was watching it – but not the cleaning lady. He could make out the top of a head just above the back of the sofa: it was blonde and Jim knew that Carol was a brunette. Instantly he remembered what Sue, his wife had told him yesterday: Carol was going to be on holiday this week but she’d arranged for her niece to take her place. Some replacement – was his first thought – she wasn’t paid to watch television. He was about to say hello when he noticed what the blonde was watching. A young girl – also blonde – was busy sucking cock. Carol’s niece had found something more interesting than dusting and was obviously so engrossed that she hadn’t heard him enter the room. He took another couple of steps so that he was almost behind her. Now he could see that she wasn’t just engrossed by the on-screen action: her right hand was up under her short skirt. Though he couldn’t see what the hand was doing he didn’t need to be a genius to guess. More shocking in some ways was what he could very well see of her left hand. It was holding a pair of his underpants and his wife’s knickers which she was busy sniffing. “What the fuck!” he exclaimed Carol’s niece let out a scream. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” “I …, I ….,” she stammered. “Yes? You what?” Now Jim stood over her, glaring – and sizing her up. She was blushing – so she had some shame. Her tight t-shirt accented her breasts: its text in red (‘Why are you staring?’) didn’t need an answer. She’d had the decency to remove her hand from under skirt but it was still ridden up so that he could glimpse her own stained knickers. He could also see that her fingers were gleaming with her own juice. “I can explain.” “This better be good good, young miss.” “Yea, well, you see, I’d kinda forgotten I’d to come here today so I woke up late and then I had to rush to get here and I didn’t have time for my morning wake-up wank so I was kinda Karşıyaka escort bayan horny when I got here and then your wife told me to do the laundry and I was sorting it and I saw your underwear and that made me randier but I stopped myself….” The girl paused and took a pause deep breath while looking up to him with big, blue puppy eyes. He felt his cock stirring. “Anyway, I loaded half the laundry and then I cleaned the kitchen and then I needed a break so I made myself a coffee and came here and turned the tele on and the tele was showing porn ….” Shit, thought Jim, yes – he and Sue had been watching porn last night and hadn’t changed the channel when they’d gone upstairs. “… so that made me randy again,” the girl babbled on, “so I thought I’d have a wank while watching the porn and I’d make it dirtier by sniffing your pants and Sue’s knickers and I never expected you to come home so soon so it’s not my fault.” “What? Not you fault? Whose fault is it that you’re such a horny bitch who can’t control her randiness? Certainly not mine. I don’t pay someone to watch porn, sniff knickers and wank in my house. Are you crazy?” “That’s not fair! It’s can’t help being young and sexy. Don’t you find me sexy?” She laid stress on the ‘you’ while attempting a smile and opening her eyes even wider in an appeal for his understanding. Jim wasn’t taken in. “What’s your name, young lady?” he asked sternly. “Eh? Oh, it’s Charlotte but people call me Charlie.” “Well, Charlie, I can see your young and so you’ve still plenty to learn. You are going to have to learn to behave in other people’s homes. Now stand up and take off your knickers.” “What?” “You heard me – and be quick about it!” The authority in his voice was unmistakeable. She stood up and did as he asked, first lowering the small, white undergarment down her bronzed legs, past her calf-length socks before stepping out of the knickers. “Right – give them to me. You sniffed our pants now I’m going to smell yours.” “Okay.” “Okay, sir!” The slap across her cheek was unexpected but it produced the desired result: “Okay, sir.” “That’s better. You call me sir in this house. I am the master here. Do you understand?” “Yes …, yes, sir.” “Hmm, these knickers of yours, they’re really soaking.” Jim examined them carefully – they glistened with Charlie’s juices. He put them up to his nose and inhaled – his cock grew and bounced against his trousers. “You really are a slutty bitch for your pants to be so wet. And you were planning to wank yourself till you came?” “Yes, sir.” “Thank goodness I arrived when I did. If you’d carried on much longer your dirty juices would have soaked through and stained our couch. Did you ever think of Escort bornova that?” Charlie lowered her head and in a whisper answered, “No, sir.” “I can’t hear you; speak up!” “No, sir!” “No what?” “No, I didn’t think about my juices dirtying your couch.” “Your dirty juices.” He slapped her again and this time tears began to well in her eyes. “Repeat!” he ordered. “I…, I didn’t think about my dirty juices dirtying your couch, sir.” With a speed and dexterity that took Charlie completely by surprise, Jim grabbed the arm nearest to him, spun her about and pulled her down onto his lap as he fell onto the couch, her short skirt flying up by itself to reveal her naked white arse. “What …?” she began to cry and attempted to free herself from his grip. “Stop struggling! You’ve been naughty, haven’t you?” “No…” She had barely got the word out before his hand came down hard on her bum. “Ow! That hurt!” “It was meant to. Now answer me. You’ve been naughty, haven’t you?” “Yes.” He slapped her again and she understood why. “Aaw – yes, sir, I’ve been naughty sir.” “And what happens to naughty girls?” “I dunno … sir!” That earned her another slap – the hardest so far. “Then think! You must know!” “Eh, they, eh, get spanked, sir.” she managed to get out between sniffs. “Yes, they get spanked on their naughty arses: you’re right. They get spanked like this….” Whack, whack, whack … Jim counted out six whacks, enough to really redden both cheeks and for Charlie to start sobbing. “Please, sir, stop, sir,” she wailed. I’ve been bad but I’ll be good, I promise.” “Really? Can a slut like you ever be good? A slut who can’t control her lusts?” “I …, I’ll try, I promise, sir,” she answered squirming on his lap. “I wonder,” Jim mused as he now rubbed his hand over her hot arse. he had a lovely, full arse. He ran his forefinger down the crack between her red cheeks, over her arse hole and down until he encountered moisture. This caused her to shudder and gave pause to her sobbing. “Let’s see what you know – or what you’ve learned.” He trailed his finger down her crack again. “What are you?” “I…, eh, I’m sorry .., sir!” “Good, good. But I mean what are you?” “I don’t know what you mean, sir.” This earned Charlie a couple more slaps, deepening the colour of her cheeks. “What are you? Jim repeated over her renewed sobs. “Think.” “I…, I’m a naughty girl, sir?” “Yes, right – but what sort of naughty girl? You’re not naughty because you steal things, are you?” Jim felt it time to help her along her way. “No, no, I don’t steal. I…, I’m naughty because I’m a …., I’m a ….” Charlie hesitated – a mistake on her part because the delay earned her another slap. “Ow! I’m a slut üçyol escort sir. I’m a naughty, dirty slut, sir,” she blurted. “Good – that’s good. You need to know what you are. You are indeed a dirty, young slut.” Jim pressed a hand against the inside of Charlie’s thighs and without hesitation she shifted her legs a little apart. Now he had room to cup his hand under her cunt – a dripping wet cunt. He liked that, and his cock did too. “Tell me, slut, what do sluts want?” He rubbed her outer folds as she sought an answer. She picked up the clue. “Please, sir, sluts want their cunt to be played with, sir.” “Yes, they do, don’t they. And how do they like like their cunts being played with?” Jim demanded as he sought to push his middle finger in between her soaking lips. He had to search a little before he found the way in. Charlie now understood what was expected. “Sir, sluts like fingers in their cunts, sir.” Jim withdrew his middle finger and then entered her cunt again with two fingers. Despite her juiciness her young cunt offered a surprising resistance: hers was still a tight cunt. He finger fucked her for a couple of minutes, his thumb teasing her clit, the silence only broken by the moans which had replaced her sobs. Then he remembered – there was more to her. She no longer struggled, so his other hand was free to explore her upper body. He wormed his hand under her t-shirt, up over her bra while sensing the fullness of her breast. He roughly yanked her bra down over her breast and reached for her engorged nipple, first simply rubbing it, causing her moans to intensify. But then he gripped and twisted her tit causing her to shriek. “What else do sluts like?” “Aagh …,” Charlie was gasping for breath, “please, sir, sluts like … like their tits being squeezed and sucked and ….” Charlie sensed she was about to come and he didn’t want that. He abruptly withdrew both hands from their fondling and instead gave her another smack. “Don’t!” he commanded, “don’t you dare come without permission! Do you understand?” “Ye…, I mean, no, don’t stop, please!” He smacked her hard for her insolence. “Wrong answer! You don’t come without my permission. Understood?” Charlie was crying again, from the pain and out of frustration but she knew she had no choice but to obey. “Yes, sir, I understand, sir. I’m a slut, sir, but I won’t come without permission, sir.” “Good girl. You are learning. So sluts like their tits being played with and they like fingers in their cunts.” “Yes, sir.” “And what else do sluts like in their cunts?” “Ehm, we like things, I mean dildos and vibrators in our cunts, sir.” “Yes, you do, don’t you, you dirty girl. But I don’t have a dildo with me, so I can’t help you there.” Jim absently stroked her red arse and then sniffed his own sticky fingers. He seemed to be deliberating though in fact they both knew what was coming. “What do sluts like in their cunt above all?” Charlie was answering this question almost before Jim had finished asking it: “Cock, sir, cunts like cock, sir, Big fat, cock, sir.

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