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Not lesbian but bisexualThis is a real story of my life and it’s still continuing. I’m brown toned with size 34-30-36.I just like any other girl was married to a well settled handsome man who takes care of family and with no bad habits. His name is Bharath (original name).I lost my virginity to my own hubby. Our first night was normal. I came to know that he was some shy kind of. But I took a move and we started fucking. His brown dick entered my vagina and made a heavy push. It entered a little and blood stains were there all over the blanket. I felt heavy pain and we stopped just like that. We washed each other and slept. From the second day onwards I was feeling the real pleasure.Days were going normal. As my hubby was a marketing executive he travels every couple of months. Once there was a long period of his work outstation. I was not able to control my sexual pleasure. So I opened some porn videos and started watching. Meanwhile I got to hear a word lesbian. I searched for it and there are two girls playing with each others. One girl was sucking other girls pussy and the other was moaning a lot. In this way I came to know about lesbian. After few mins the girl let out a load moan and waters started dripping from her pussy.This was the first time I saw some white thing coming from pussyMy hubby never fucked me so hard so that I had an orgasm. I really felt bad for having a guy who can’t fulfill my sexual pleasures. I immediately took a carrot and started inserting in my pussy. I started using it as a dildo and was masturbating. I was feeling the real pleasure and was Escort moaning loudly . After almost 20 mins I got some tickling feeling below my belly button and yes I’m there with my fluids out of my body. That was the most happiest movement for me till date.I started watching lesbian porn daily and my desires to get my pussy licked by someone were increasing. Few days later my husband came and I started to try my luck on him. I tried taking his dick in my mouth so that he would also suck my pussy. But this guy didn’t allow me to do as he was such a shy stupid fellow. He fucked me for 10 mins and he was done.Days were going on like this a beautiful family entered in the flat adjacent to ours. Her name was Sanjana. She was around 29 years and two c***dren. We became close very easily and we used to share necessaries to feelings. One day there was a big fight in her house. There were some problems between Sanjana and her husband. She told that her husband is having a relationship with other women as well and he is not interested in having sex with Sanjana anymore. I really felt very bad about her and consoled her.After that I came back to my flat and started thinking why not I make Sanjana and me become a lesbian couple. She has wonderful body and also white toned and with ample amount of flesh at right places.I started making plans. Once when my hubby was to office. I called Sanjana home and showed my porn collection and asked her if she likes to watch. She said she used to watch and masturbate when her husband doesn’t satisfy her. So I started playing. It was a Escort Bayan sex between normal Indian couple. It was not much interesting for her. So I switched to another video. And this time I played the lesbian video. She was like what is this. She then was more involved and was watching it. She started rubbing her pussy with her hands. She was already wet by then. She showed me her wet pussy and was talking like ” Manasa this lesbian girls are also making me wet”.Then I opened up and asked her that if she wanna try. She was behaving like shocked. And she said I dunno how to do. I immediately took the first move and pushed her into three seater sofa. Pulled her black panty down from her nightgown. It was a clean white pussy with little hair on it. I smelled it and wow it made me mad more than what vodka does to me.I started inserting my tongue inside her pussy, licking her clitoris. She was moaning ah Manu lick me hard baby lick me. Make me cummmm. Its taste was incomparable. I was continuously tongue fucking her and she was pressing her boobs with one hand and was pulling me onto her with other hand. Her moans are making me crazy.After 10 minutes she came all over my face and I was like I made it. She felt so happy and she came over and started licking me now. She was not a wonderful licker initially but soon drive me crazy. She picked me continuously for 20 mins and I too came. In this way me and Sanjana entered the lesbian sex world. We took 2 hrs rest and we moved to our bedroom. I slept on bed I started fucking her vagina with my mouth. She was moaning Bayan Escort “Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me… fuck…me…”I smiled and gently rolled us over with me on top of her…she was breathing heavily, holding onto my long hair. I spread her legs and slid between them, criss-crossing our legs… scissoring… I pushed my pussy right against hers. FUCK! It felt so good and hot, having my pussy right ON hers… I could feel her pussy quivering, my own was throbbing!I rubbed the hell out of her swollen outer lips with mine, our clits in direct contact… we both came together… SUCH an intense orgasm! Our cum flowed together, soaking us both, our bodies in deep spasm!When our wild cumfest ended, Baby pulled me down on top of her… I slid off her and wrapped myself around her body. She sunk her lips onto me and we kissed deeply, whimpering and purring, lost in each other.When we woke later, Mr. Arpit (our neighbor and friend) was peeking in our window.My hot baby has gotten used to“Yes…baby…oh, you’re so slutty and hot… pleeeeeeease make me cum…”It makes me hot as fuck being her slut!I pushed her legs back and spread them with her knees bent… she screamed and pulled my hair harder…“Yeah, manasa! FUCK ME!”I savagely pounced my mouth on her pussy while rubbing her with my finger between her ass cheeks… she screamed louder and came for me while I fucked her with my mouth and tongue, sucking hard the whole time and roughly riding her intense orgasm, taking every bit of her steaming cum in my mouth, swallowing eagerly!She was done and it was already evening for our k**s to return. What happened in coming days with me Sanjana and Arpit (our neighbor who saw us) will tell in next story.I finally want to say that we are not pure lesbians. We are bisexual.If you like my story rate it 5 stars. Comments are always welcome

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Agence ConseilEngagé comme aide-cuisinier à une soirée bénéfice au profit de la fondation du cancer du sein. Mon travail se terminant vers 22 heures pouvant ensuite socialiser librement avec les gens de l’établissement. Marie-Claude l’organisatrice de l’événement discutant longuement avec moi à une table. Avec un verre de bière à la main chacun. La madame qui ne semblait pas vouloir me laisser partir de sitôt. Conversant toujours avec elle découvrant peu à peu ses réels intentions…Marie- Hey puis…La soirée…Tout c’est bien déroulée…Moi – Oui…En général…Marie-Claude – Tu travailles en cuisine…Moi – Non…Je suis juste venu aider…Marie-Claude – T’as un emploi ou bien…Moi – Non…Pas pour l’instant…Je fais quelques trucs ici et là…Rien de trop compliqué…Je me débrouille juste bien en cuisine…Marie-Claude – T’as quel âge…Moi – Ah…21 ans…Marie-Claude – Si j’avais quelque chose à te proposer…Çà te dirais…Disons à temps partiel…Moi – Çà dépend quoi…Marie-Claude – Rien de trop difficile…T’as juste à passer me voir à mon bureau…Vendredi vers 16 heures…Voilà mes coordonnées…J’ai aussi besoin de ton numéro…Moi – Ah…Ok…Apparaissant à son lieu de travail à l’heure prévue. L’endroit situé au centre ville comprenant quelques services offerts à la population. Notant le local d’une jeune bédéiste, d’une comptable ainsi qu’une agence de voyage. Conversant au bureau de Marie-Claude. Organisatrice d’événements, créatrice de publicité et agente conseille. Voluptueuse avec de gros seins ronds. Âgée de 55 ans pas très grande mesurant 5 pieds 2 pouces. Une femme très intelligente aux yeux et aux cheveux noirs portant des lunettes. Toujours en couple et mère de trois enfants. Je la savais très très impliqué socialement dans son milieu…. Marie-Claude – Alors…Çà va…Moi Escort – Oui…Çà va…Marie-Claude – T’aimerais savoir pourquoi je t’ai fais venir ici…Moi – Oui…Particulièrement…Marie-Claude – Enfin…J’aimerais offrir un nouveau service à mes clientes les plus dévouées…Moi – C’est à dire…Marie-Claude – Elles sont plutôt vieilles…Souvent fortunées…Et pour la plupart esseulée par leur vie en général…Moi – Ah bon…Et alors…Marie-Claude – Hummm…Ajoutant…En manque d’affections…Et…Je dirais même…(Hésitante)…En…Manque…De sexe…Moi – Alors…Vous croyez que…Marie-Claude – J’aimerais leurs offrir des services sexuelles…Et je crois…Après avoir conversé longuement avec toi… Que tu serais un bon candidat… Moi – Vraiment…J’ai l’air de quelqu’un qui…Semble être porté à…Marie-Claude – En fait…Pas vraiment…Mais c’est ce qui rend la chose beaucoup plus attrayante pour nous…Les femmes…T’as pas le profil de l’emploi…Tu parais quand même bien…Ta jeunesse est un atout…En plus d’être super gentil…Et tu vas pouvoir te pratiquer sur des madames âgées…Un peu ridées mais encore bien foutues…Offerte à ta jeune verge en quête d’expérience…Certaines toujours en couple…Juste pour passer du bon temps…Et tu seras payé pour le faire en plus…Tu l’as fais souvent en passant…Moi – Pas très souvent…Marie-Claude – Combien de fois…À peu près…Moi – Hummm…Je dirais…Trois fois…Avec la même fille…Marie-Claude – Il y a longtemps…Moi – Je sais plus trop…Disons une longue période…Marie-Claude – Alors…Pour cent dollar la demi heure…Avec une possibilité de refus si la dame ne t’attire pas…Tu vas pouvoir faire l’amour d’une à deux fois par semaine…Sans traquas…Ni obligations…Dans la plus grande discrétion possible… Moi Escort Bayan – Enfin…On se connait peu…Et je trouve çà quand même assez audacieux comme proposition…Je peux te rappeler ou bien…Marie-Claude – Passe à mon bureau…Demain…Vers 19 heures….Une journée me semble être assez pour y réfléchir…Revenant à son bureau pour converser avec elle de la situation. Discutant pour négocier sa proposition. J’avais toujours fantasmé sur les vieilles dames. Ne lui dévoilant pas cet atout. Et j’avais aussi envie de pouvoir fourrer régulièrement…Marie-Claude – Alors…Tu acceptes…Ou bien…Moi – Pour 100 dollars la demi-heure…Marie-Claude – 100 dollars…Et un repas gratuit…Elles veulent te connaitre un peu avant…À trois jours ouvrables si possible…Car elle pourrait refuser elles aussi…Si tu ne les intéresses pas…Moi – Alors…Ok…J’accepte…Et je fais çà où…Marie-Claude – Il y a une pièce de libre tout près de mon bureau…Construite exactement pour y faire l’amour ou bien y dormir…Tu risques de t’y plaire…Avec une douche et un lit…L’endroit est de style asiatique…Moi – Ah…Bon…Vous aviez alors tout prévue…C’est insonorisé la pièce j’espère…Vu le nombre de locaux adjacents déjà occupés…Marie-Claude – Je sais pas trop…Disons à demi…J’ai pas vraiment vérifiée…Moi – À demi…(???)…Marie-Claude – On est seuls ici en passant…Si tu le veux bien…Sans vouloir t’offenser…J’aurais besoin de tester un peu la marchandise…Juste pour voir si tu sais tenir la route…Moi – Ah…Déjà…Vous voulez qu’on le fasse ici…Marie-Claude – Oui…Tu peux me prendre sur le bureau…Si tu veux…Ou bien ailleurs…La dame portant un chandail gris foncé faisant voir une partie de sa brassière de son décolleté. Puis une jupe longue noire enlevant sa petite Bayan Escort culotte toute mouillée. Je me déshabille complètement en apposant ensuite une protection sur ma tige dressée. Pour venir la prendre par en arrière sur son bureau. La dame penchée avec son énorme bustier appuyé vers l’avant sur la surface de bois. Document et porte-crayon dirigés vers le sol d’un élan de la main. Fourrant sa grosse chatte poilue bien baveuse de mouille en vitesse. Avec mes deux mains agrippées à ses hanches dodues. Gémissant mais me demandant dans l’instant de me retirer. Elle voulait me faire visiter la chambre tout près nouvellement rénovée. Voulant ainsi m’introduire vers son environnement charnel… Ouvrant la porte de celle ci. Remarquant une petite pièce de couleur blanche avec une douche et un lit simple. Une table de chevet avec la lumière d’une lampe tamisée. Assortie d’une boîte de carton rempli de contraceptifs. Un vase de style japonais dans un coin au sol comprenant un petit arbuste bonsai. Puis une fenêtre couverte d’un léger rideau fleuri. Ma souteneuse enlevant alors ses vêtements. Pour ensuite venir m’embrasser sur la joue gauche sa peau visiblement en chaleur. Découvrant sa grosse poitrine rondes aux pointes pâles. Fourrant en missionnaire Marie-Claude complètement nue avec ses deux cuisses bien ouvertes. Une femme ultra chaude qui semblait elle aussi être en manque d’affection. Notant que l’odeur de son parfum corporel était tout à fait sublime. Pénétrant sa grosse chatte pendant une dizaine de minutes. Avec mes pectoraux appuyés sur son gros ventre rond. Des sons de pénétrations mouillées résonnant dans toute la pièce. Éjaculant mes semences dans ma protection rosée. Elle semblait avoir appréciée ce premier assouvissement furtif. Essuyant sa moule d’un mouchoir tout près. Le corps apparemment humide de mes vas et vient…Marie-Claude – Plutôt bien pour une première fois…Tu mets une protection en tout temps…Les éclaboussures de semences mâle sont interdites dans cette pièce…Elles vont t’adorer je crois bien…

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Mac-man’s adventures 3I read about this pub, in a little town up north, where they had skimpy-dressed barmaids one night a week. So I went there, in my mac. By this time I wasn’t bothered about being seen in my mac. It wasn’t a posh place, and mainly full of blokes, though on the odd occasion when a girl came in with a bloke or blokes, I loved being seen by Her as I ogled the skimpy-dressed barmaids like a real perv (which is what I am).I was often one of a group of 3 or 4 pervs standing at the corner of the bar where you could see the barmaids all the time. Over my mac-wanking career I’d occasionally seen other pervs, even back in the go-go pub days, so I knew I wasn’t alone. I also knew what I must look like, by observing the behaviour of other pervs. Shuffling nervously, looking and feeling a bit out of place, anxiously waiting for the girl to come out and dance – would She be there tonight? Had there been a problem and there’d be no dancer tonight? Would a bouncer notice you were a mac-wanker and chuck you out?Then when She did come onto the little stage, your eyes glaze over, you stare at Her in a trance, mouth hanging open, spellbound by the girlie-goddess in a bikini moving Her body to the 60s go-go jerking moves, Her lovely bosoms barer than you normally see apart from in your magazines, then your head’s nodding gently, your knees dipping slightly, and you appear to be mouthing the words to the music playing but actually that’s you moaning as She makes you cum in your pants. So in the skimpy-dressed barmaids pub, we’re a motley bunch, all in long coats or jackets, I’m in my mac. We don’t talk to each other or acknowledge each other, we’re only there for one thing – to see girls skimpy-dressed and get our perv sex pleasure. I can’t tell you about the other blokes Escort but for me this is one of the few ways I get to see girls show. Obviously I’ve got millions of mags with all the stocking-tops, knickers, cleavage, bikinis and topless I love, but seeing it for real is still so special. Yes the ‘real thing’ for me is seeing girls for real, either out my window, through a fence, sitting in my van in my mac or standing on the street in my mac. That’s the real thing for a life-long dedicated solo-sex wanker. So it’s a joy to see these lovely girls wearing such sexy outfits, much more than I normally get to see. Us pervs are ogling, one is jerking through the holes in his coat pocket, quite obviously, ogling the girls then looking round to see if anyone’s noticed him. Later I see him wiping the floor with his foot, obviously where his cum ran on the floor. Pervs are a furtive bunch, looking all around them but then entranced by the girls in their outfits. As usual I’m pressed gently against the bar looking at Miss Jacqui or Miss Micki. Miss Jacqui is lovely and She’s made me cum in my pants several times, so has Miss Micki too. Miss Micki sometimes displays Her bosoms to a particular couple of blokes that come in occasionally, turning sideways to show how they stick out, rocking hard on Her heels to make them bounce. That absolutely stuns me and instantly makes me spunk my pants. Miss Jacqui is bosomy and wears tiny short skirts. The first time I saw Her I thought my head was going to explode. Her curvy hips splay Her short skirt out, the hem finishing barely an inch below Her knix. Then Her shapely legginess, mesmerising this perv. Then there’s a gap to Her next item of clothing, leaving Her shapely midriff showing, belly button in the middle. On top She has Escort Bayan a sort of jumper that looks like it’s been cut in half, and Her breasts project it forward so the lower hem is 3 or 4 inches from Her skin – if you looked underneath you’d see the underside of her breasts, which of course I’d never do, and don’t need to anyway. I remember gasping for breath as my eyes took in Her loveliness and sexiness, and I felt helpless as I could feel a rush of spunk coming up from my balls, jetting out my tip into my pants and forcing my head forward. The ‘sneeze’ turned into a coughing fit as She made me spunk and spunk, filling my underpants with perv semen. I couldn’t wait till the next time to see Her again and go into grateful joyous pervert ecstasy with my eyes on Her, ogling Her lovely big bosoms in Her bikini top, seeing Her curvy hips and lovely legginess in Her tiny short skirts, feeling the pumping spunk filling my underpants, soaking them, pretending to cough as She made my head jerk forward in time to the shots of spunk. I don’t know if the girls recognised that there were usually pervs congregated at the end of the bar, their eyes focussed on the bareness all the time. Did they ever see one of us in the act of cumming in his pants? There was one lovely girl who I only ever saw there twice. There was always something like a wet T-shirt contest showing on the TVs hung around the bar, and I was already stiff in my pants seeing that before I saw Her behind the bar. I’m not k**ding, I went boss-eyed ogling Her lovely big tits, and my eyes glazed as in a few seconds She made me soak my underpants with perv-cum, my head nodding in time to the shots of spunk, and I could see out the corner of my eye She was looking at me, maybe wondering ‘is he Bayan Escort doing what I think he’s doing?’ She didn’t seem bothered or shocked at all, and I was hoping that She’d twigged She’d just made this perv cum in his pants just seeing Her in Her sexy outfit. Didn’t this perving in a pub attract any attention? Not in all the time I went there did anyone appear to notice. Obviously the landlord put this on to attract people to his pub, and it was always pretty full, mostly blokes, and they were standing in groups or sitting at tables talking amongst themselves. Some were playing pool or darts in another part of the bar. There were TVs displaying stuff like wet T-shirt contests but you didn’t have a crowd of blokes huddled round watching it, any more than you had a bunch of blokes at the bar ogling. Sure, they would come in the pub and appreciatively see the sexy-dressed barmaids, but I guess these blokes would all have wives or girlfriends, they would have seen girls naked, in the bedroom, in the bathroom, or topless on the beach. So they’d get their drinks and that would be it, they’d be like in a normal pub. Skimpy-dressed was no big deal to them, they’d have been close to nude girls, in bed with them, putting their hands on them and all the other stuff. See, I know all about that now with the Internet and everything. Whereas me, I’ve never seen a girl nude, and I don’t need to – far less than that is sufficient to give me ecstasy, and I certainly wouldn’t spy on girls to see them naked or semi-naked, you don’t do that when you worship girls as I do. I have to find places like this to see girls show and be unnoticed in my mac as I pressed up against the bar and ogled. That’s how I get all my sex pleasure – looking, watching, seeing girls show a little. Even more wonderful was finding two of the girls from that pub posing in the Sport, which was where I’d first seen the story. How lovely to jerk into ecstasy looking at their photos, having already seen them for real and spunking my pants watching them.

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La soumissionDevenir une Trans soumise à un Homme, une autre Trans, une Femme Il s’agit plus d’un jeu de rôle pour certaines et pour d’autres, la recherche d’un vrai couple complice à l’extrême.Un ex amant m’avait envoyé ce mail Chérie,Ton blog me fascine et m’excite de façon irraisonnable. J’ignorais ce que pouvait être une addiction, je commence à comprendre…Tes photos, en particulier celles en sous bois ou dans la voiture…me font plus que bander. Cette perversion sublime me donne envie de t’exhiber, de provoquer le désir d’autres mâles… Les voir te proposer leurs bites et leurs grosses couilles, sous couvert de mon autorisation et de mes directives,  me procurerais un plaisir très jouissif. Nous choisirions ensemble un élu auquel nous proposerions, au grès de nos envies, diverses suggestions que nous exprimerions dans un langage très cru. Tu me chuchoterais tes désirs et je lui demanderais de les exécuter. Escort Je commenterais alors la scène en encourageant vos ardeurs et en prenant part, pourquoi pas a vos ébats.Sous mes apparences d’homme de bonne famille, timide et réservé, ayant reçu une éducation stricte se cache en fait un cochon, un vicieux qui, entre adultes consentants, se prête volontiers et avec plaisir aux jeux libertins…J’aime la provocation, les ambiances suggestives…Je me découvre cérébral, la vision de mes désirs, de mes goûts… me procurent un plaisir intense. Je ne désire cependant pas demeurer dans mes fantasmes……..Et il n’est pas resté longtemps dans ses fantasmes….J’avais fais monter en lui le désir qu’il me soumette à ses désirs les plus intimes….qu’il découvrait de lui même.A partir de ce mail et de son appel téléphonique s’en suivant, je suis devenue « TOTALEMENT» soumise à ses désirs, qui devaient être aussi Escort Bayan les miens. Il voulait que je passe la nuit chez lui (à 100Km de chez moi) lorsque sa femme était partie pour deux jours chez ses parents. j’y allait tout en redoutant un retour intempestif de la dame mais je m’abandonnais à son autorité, ce qui était nécessaire pour passer une bonne nuit de plaisir sans arrières pensées.Un soir ou j’étais déjà partie à son RV il me téléphone pour m’annoncer qu’il ne sera pas seul, qu’il a invité un ami à notre soirée. Sans être impératif le ton de sa voix ne me laissait pas le choix, ma réponse fut courte « OK mon chéri ». La soirée fut chaude, m’offrant à mes deux mâles, souvent prise en sandwich dans le lit conjugal. Je devenais doucement la femelle dont il rêvait. Ses érections l’étonnait par la fréquence et la rigidité de son sexe dès qu’il regardait mes photos. Son envie de me chevaucher Bayan Escort le hantait de jour et surtout la nuit. Comment résister à cet appel du loup ? Je n’ai pas résisté mais au contraire j’ai provoqué cet instinct, non pas basic mais infiniment naturel. De qui pouvons-nous être soumis, soumises ? A cette question mille réponses certainement.Pour ce qui me concerne, j’ai besoin d’un Homme au delà de la cinquantaine. Il doit être suffisamment libre. Qu’un sentiment de désir mutuel se tisse entre deux corps et esprits en phase. En osmose diront certains…..Lui doit désirer en moi ce dont il rêve et moi la même chose. Alors, de quoi je rêve ? N’ayant aucune composante gay dans mes gènes.D’abord s’accorder qu’il s’agit là d’un jeu de rôle…Vrai, puisqu’un homme (moi) joue le rôle de la femelle. Mais que ce rôle puisse prendre une telle ampleur que les marges de sécurité dites sociales deviennent transparentes au point de s’effacer devant cette aventure…..particulière. Le but ? S’il y en a un…..Que ce couple atteigne la complicité totale entre le mâle et sa femelle afin de « jouir » des plaisirs de ce monde avant de le quitter…..

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Belle maman et moi (2)Belle maman et moiChapitre 2Je n’arrivais toujours pas à y croire?! Je venais de vivre un tel orgasme avec ma belle mère?! C’était tout simplement surréaliste?! Moi qui fantasmais sur la belle Claire depuis un certain temps maintenant. Je venais de franchir un pas que n’aurais même jamais osé rêver franchir un jour!J’etais cependant un peu resté sur ma faim après ce petit echange. Même si l’orgasme avait été délicieux et que belle maman avait de vrais doigts de fée coquine, je ne parvenais toujours pas à me calmer…Je me dirigeais maintenant vers la chambre mais avant de rejoindre Émilie, un rapide passage à la salle de bain s’imposait?!En effet, j’avais le torse collant, encore couvert de toute cette jouissance abondante…Face au miroir de la salle de bain, je me rinçais le torse quand mon attention se porta sur la manne à linge qui se trouvait juste à côté du lave linge. L’idée me vint rapidement, sûrement dû au fait que j’étais toujours excité et un rien frustré de n’avoir pu aller plus loin avec la belle Claire !Je me mis à la recherche d’un petit dessous qu’elle aurait porté et souillé de son jus de femelle?!Je ne tardais pas à sentir du bout des doigts, un petit bout de tissu délicat. Je le sortis rapidement du panier pour découvrir qu’il s’agissait d’un petit string en dentelle rose. Ce dernier avait vraisemblablement été porté à en croire les petites tâches blanchâtres, telles des perles qui devaient emprisonner une délicieuse odeur féminine…Sans même réfléchir, je portais le petit dessous à ma bouche et reniflais profondément le délicat parfum sucré qui était imprégné dans le tissu et me mis à le sucer longuement.Le Escort goût était relativement fort et délicieusement excitant?! Mon sexe regagnait en vigueur?!Un grand gourmand comme moi, ne ne pouvait guère se contenter de cela?! Je glissais rapidement le petit dessous dans ma poche et la queue bien dressée, je me dirigeais maintenant vers la chambre où m’attendait Émilie. Discrètement je tentais d’ouvrir la porte, mais comme à l’habitude, un petit grincement trahissait ma venue. Émilie était allongée sur le lit face au mur. Elle portait son petit short de pyjama et un tout petit top en dentelle noir. Bien que ses courbes n’étaient en rien comparables à celles de sa mère, je restais cependant toujours admiratif face au beau petit cul de ma belle qui m’était offert généreusement.J’avais bien remarqué qu’elle ne dormait pas. Elle faisait juste semblant d’être endormie et restait immobile.En m’approchant, elle me fit une remarque à peine audible;— T’aurais du passer la nuit avec ma mère tant qu’à faire?!— Quoi??! Répondis-je?!Un rien anxieux et angoissé qu’elle ait découvert notre petit moment coquin…— bah oui, dès qu’elle boit un verre de trop, elle t’accapare?! Tout ça parce que son vieux mec ne lui donne pas d’attention?! Ça me gave?!Ouf?! Nous n’avons pas été découvert, la demoiselle était juste un peu jalouse, et j’allais pouvoir en profiter comme je le souhaitais?! Je me mis à la chauffer, la taquiner et à la chatouiller en lui disant que la jalousie était un vilain défaut.Elle tentait de me repousser, mais excité comme je l’étais, il m’était inconcevable de me voir obtenir un refus?!Je me montrais un peu plus entreprenant Escort Bayan en lui disant très directement;— Tu m’aguiches avec ton bon petit cul hein petite salope?!Émilie semblait un rien surprise de mon attitude. Je l’étais moi même?vrai dire ! Je n’avais pas pour habitude de lui parler de manière si directe mais mon excitation était telle que je ne pouvais pas me contrôler.J’enchainais en lui agrippant les fesses à pleine main?! — je vais te bouffer ton bon petit cul avant de te prendre en levrette ma salope?!Mon attitude semblait lui plaire?! Je la basculais sur le ventre et lui ôta son petit short d’un coup sec?! Son superbe petit cul bien rebondi me faisait bander davantage?! En lui ôtant son petit top, j’en profitais pour lui coller mon sexe bien dressé contre sa petite fente…— mmmmm il t’excite tant que ça mon petit cul alors??! Vas-y?! Bouffe-moi?!Je ne me faisais pas prier?! Je faisais danser ma langue sur sa petite rondelle délicieusement humide en prenant soin d’écarter ses bonnes fesses pour pouvoir enfoncer ma langue bien au fond de son délicieux petit trou?!Je sentais que ma caresse la faisait bien mouiller?! Sa petite chatte dégoulinait d’excitation?! Je m’empressais de récolter ce miel délicieux avec les doigts et venais le mixer à ma salive sur sa petite rondelle bien préparée?! Le goût de sa cyprine et de son petit trou délicat était tout simplement divin?!Après un bon moment passé à la dévorer et encourager par ses gémissements de plus en plus intenses, je décidais qu’il m’en fallait plus?! Ma queue était gonflée comme jamais et devenait douloureuse?! Je devais la posséder?!J’agrippais ses mollets Bayan Escort et la faisais glisser sur le ventre pour l’approcher contre ma queue?! Ses fesses étaient brûlantes de désir et son petit trou bien mouillé de salive venait buter contre mon gland gonflé?!Après un rapide moment d’hésitation, je me décidais à lui enfoncer ma queue d’un geste franc dans sa petite rondelle?!Émilie sursautait?! Nous ne pratiquions la sodomie que très occasionnellement et de ce fait, elle n’était absolument pas prête à ce que je la pénètre de la sorte. Je posais rapidement ma main sur sa bouche pour l’empêcher de crier comme elle l’aurait sûrement fait d’instinct?! Sans bouger, ma queue bien au fond de sa petite grotte je lui glissais quelques mots crus à l’oreille;— Du calme petite salope?! Laisse toi faire?! Sens comme ma queue est bien dure pour toi?! Ton petit cul de chienne m’appartient?! Je vais bien te remplir?!Je sentais qu’elle se laissait faire et commençait même à apprécier cette petite sodo un rien forcé quand je sentis qu’elle me léchait la main… Elle se mit à sucer mes doigts et à tortiller du cul comme une vraie petite salope…Je la possédais un moment accélérant de plus en plus mes coups de reins… Je sentais qu’elle était sur le point de jouir tant son corps se crispait!Ses gémissements s’intensifiaient?! Une contraction violente la menait à l’orgasme?! Je ne tardais pas non plus à atteindre un orgasme long et ravageur?! Je me deversais dans le petit cul cambré d’Émilie qui semblait épuisée.Nous restions un moment dans cette position, nos corps trempés de sueur collés l’un à l’autre. Ma queue, elle ne semblait pas vouloir perdre de sa vigueur! L’orgasme avait pourtant été délicieusement puissant?! Je me rendais compte que durant tout ce petit moment bien chaud à baiser vigoureusement sa plus grande fille, je n’avais cessé de penser aux charmes de la belle Claire….

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SUITE ET FIN DEPUCELAGEAprès avoir fait les courses pour le barbecue Bernard me ramène chez ma tante et repart chez lui . Je vais prendre une douche pour me remettre de mes folies avec les vieux coquins . Puis je commence à préparer des entrées comme ma tante me l’avait demandé et je pars m’allonger sur le canapé en regardant la tv . Je m’assoupis et c’est ma tante qui me réveille me félicite pour les courses et les entrées . Elle me plaint de ces vacances passée seule ,je lui réponds que ce n’est pas grave et que j’en profite pour me reposer ( si elle savait ce que je faisais en son absence !!! ) . Nous finissons les préparatifs en attendant nos hôtes , ils arrivent , nous faisons les présentations, pour jacques c’etait fait dans d’autres circonstances, sa femme peut être l’intuition féminine n’a pas l’air de m’apprécier à son regard qui me visite de la tête aux pieds . Je dois admettre que ma tenue ( mini jupe en jean sur jambes bronzées et tee shirt moulant ) contrastait avec son physique assez fort .J’en avais cure et gloussais interieurement en pensant à son mari se vidant les couilles en moi . Nous nous mettons à l’apèro , je m’occupe du service , Escort les laissant discuter entre eux . Jacques me jetait quelques regards et sourires coquins que je lui renvoyais discrètement car sa femme veillait du coin de l’oeil , la confiance n’était pas de mise dans leur couple apparement . Bernard se met au barbecue , je mets les couverts , ma tante part avec la grosse au fond du jardin voir les massifs de fleurs c’est le moment ou Jacques assis en profite pour glisser une main derrière ma cuisse et remonte , je le repousse de peur d’être vus mais insistant je le laisse recommencer . Je coupais le pain une main baladeuse dans ma culotte il me dit tu m’excites trop . Je lui dis « pas de çà ici . Puis je m’écarte de lui et rejoins les femmes . Nous passons à table et ma tante me place à coté de jacques qui n’en demandait pas temps , elle en bout de table , bernard et la grosse en face de nous . Le repas se passe à peu pres normalement car jacques ma carressait discrètement le genou et les cuisses heureusement personne ne voyait , sa femme m’envoit quelques pointes sur le comportement des jeunes femmes de notre époque . J’évite de répondre Escort Bayan fausant mine de ne pas avoir compris mais aucuns remords de l’avoir trompée avec son mari .Le repas se passe à peu près normalement si l’on excèpte les caresses sous la table .Bernard avait remarqué le manège sous la table et me demande de le rejoindre près du barbecue . Il me dit « ça te dirait que l’on vienne jacques et moi demain matin ? « j’accèpte motivée par un esprit de vengeance contre la grosse . Je retourne m’asseoir Jacques rejoint bernard apparemment pour connaître ma réponse il se retourne et me sourit avec un clin d’oeil que je lui renvois . Ils viennent à table et prétexte une sortie pêche en mer . Puis tout le monde part ,j’aide ma tante à ranger et file me coucher .Uun peu de mal à m’endormir pensant à la visite des 2 vieux coquins du coup je me caresse et m’endors. Le matin je suis réveillée par le bruit du tonnerre , un violent orage me pousse à me lever , je regarde l’heure il était 9 h00 , Je vais me doucher et descends prendre mon petit déjeuner habillée d’une nuisette transparente . Je décide dans l’attente de faire le ménage , je sors l’aspirateur Bayan Escort et le passe dans le salon , le bruit avait occulté l’arrivée des deux coquins . Ils me surprennent à la limite de me faire peur , je leur dis je finis j’en ai pour 5 mn ils s’installent au salon me regardant déambuler avec mon aspirateur le cul visible . Ce qui a pour effet de les faire se masturber en me regardant . Je débranche le fil , ils me disent tu finiras plus tard viens par ici . Je vais m’asseoir entre eux 2 . Ils me font les caresser et me parcourent le corps de leurs mains . Jacques me retire ma nuisette il m’écarte les jambes posées sur chacun . Bernard me léche les seins pendant que jacques me doigte puis jacques se lève et me tend sa bite que je suce . Bernard me fais lever et vient se glisser sous moi , je m’empale sur lui tout en sucçant jacques . J’étais bien malgré quelques mauvaises pensées et dans un état second me laisse faire à tous leurs désirs . Ils me prennent chacun leur tour à plusieurs reprises et se vident en moi me procurant 2 orgasmes extrêmes .Ils s’en vont leur besogne accomplie me laissant complètement exténuée . A midi ma tante rentre et m’annonce que mes parents viennent me chercher le lendemain . C’est ainsi que se terminèrent mes vacances à Aubagne lesquelles m’avaient réveler mon coté salope et conditionné ma vie future . SUITE dans le libertinage des années plus tard

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Tom and Silkie: Romance on the ferry ”QThe blast of the boat horn stopped our conversation.The Washington State Ferries, particularly this one, on this day, were perhaps not the select place for a sexual liaison. I knew Silkie pretty well by now. She was not easily discouraged. “Are we gonna do this?”We roamed the ship. We would stop in the passages and little alcoves that we could find. Because of the weather, few people were leaving the large passenger area on deck 2 with the over-priced under-cooked food and the bad coffee. If some institute of passion issued degrees in kissing, groping, innuendo and direct invitation, then surely Silkie wouldbe a post-doctoral fellow, as it were. We were bundled up for the rough weather, but underneath all that, I was starting to heat up. Silkie was rubbing me, kissing me in her mad way. After a search of the entire huge ship, welocated a women’s restroom, kind of hidden away on the car deck. Everything on those boats was designed to beseaworthy. It was all steel, stainless steel, and gray paint. There were no soft edges. Sex for me starts with, at least, the idea of soft edges. The only soft edges were part of her. She was completely covered, from her wool hat to her peacoat, down to her jeans, boots and long underwear. There was nobody in sight. We slipped inside and bolted the door. The room, being on the car deck, was rocking back and forth. We found a stall. The door was banging with ship’s motion, so we locked and bolted that too.” Silkie, how do you want to do this?””Doggy, Tom, c’mon, Tom, doggy, I don’t want foreplay, I don’t want to suck your dick, fuck me, c’mon, baby, I want it right now………”She lowered her jeans, her long underwear, and panties and bent over the toilet bowl. We were trying to keep our feet. I lost my erection as soon as I lowered my pants. I wasn’t sure where it went, either.. Her butt cheeks were wet. They were cold. Other parts that needed to be wet or warm weren’t.” Tom, fuck me with it, c’mon…………..”I wanted to. With Silkie, I always wanted to. A soft penis bumping awkwardly against her cold buttocks as we held ontothe wall was the best I could do, but I wanted her……..”Okay……….””No, I can’t get…….”.”Tom. That’s my back, baby……..”.”Ouch..owww…Jesus, watch your elbow………….”This went on for a while, with the only results seeming like Lucy and Desi having sex, or maybe Lucy and Fred Mertz, the part of “I Love Lucy” you never saw. There was a distinct lack of sexual intercourse.We tried again with Silkie sitting in my lap. In this case, the motion we needed was supplied by the motion of the boat negotiating Rosario Strait, but the erection I needed, that I longed for, was nowhere to be found……….”Okay, baby, one more try………..”Our attempts at illicit mad love in the women’s restroom, stall five, on the car deck of Washington State Ferry ”Quinault” in near gale sea conditions dissolved into laughter. Silkie was laughing. ” Okay, Romeo, how ’bout a nice bj? C’mon, I want to do something with you…” The blow job that followed wasn’t successful. Silkie could always, always bring back Escort a lost erection, but neither of us could keep our balance long enough for penis and mouth to mesh so that anything like fellatio could occur. Successful blow jobs usually require sustained contact. On the horniest days of my life, it takes me forever to reach an orgasm that way. Standing up, sitting down, Silkie on her knees in that cramped space… when Silkie tried to grab my butt with one hand and my penis with the other, we both lost our balance, fell right onto the cold wet steel deck…So much for romance……………Ten minutes later, drinking coffee in the dining area:”Okay, if we can’t do it on this boat today, I’m going to talk about sex, Tom, I know that always, always gets you going………….””Okay, Silkie, you told me that great story about some sex you had with a boy named Steve at your parent’s pool or something like that. That was a wild story. You were thirteen, the boy was a senior in high school?””Oh, I’ll bet you liked that, you perv……..”The boat was rocking. Washington State Ferries are huge, it takes a lot of seas to move them around. The rain was horizontal to the windows. ” Was that all true, or did you make some of it up?””Tom. I’m nineteen now, I was thirteen when it happened, of course, it’s all true, do you think I would make that up? Sometimes I think you know me, sometimes I don’t think you have a clue, pal, honest to god, not a fucking clue. Listen to me, please.”” I have some compulsions and a weird and big, probably too big, sexual appetite. I have to tell the truth, even when I don’t want to. Even when it gets me in a mess. Sometimes I can tell little lies; like when I’ve got some scheme going as I did with that boy, Steve.””I told him that I ………….uh. I told him, remember, that I liked sucking him, when I didn’t at all, I told him he was too big for my mouth?””Yeah, I remember that….””Any man would be too big for my mouth if they try to do me as he did. Oh no, Tom, all of it, I might have left some parts out that were just so personal that it was hard to find the right words………….that whole afternoon changed my life. After that, I felt no boy or man could blow any smoke up Silkie’s butt about sex; I felt stronger and smarter and sexier than any man or boy, and for the most part, I still do. “”You know, I didn’t blow Steve that time or any other time I saw him after that, I just kept thinking up other stuff to do that would blow his mind instead.””But after that afternoon I got interested in blow jobs, and the whole business with my mouth and somebody’s dick and how that was supposed to work, and how it really worked or mostly didn’t when I did it. When you are the same age as your partner, thirteen or f******n years old, and neither of you knows that much…………. to me, it’s kind of like learning the piano, there’s such a difference between talking about it, and then actually sitting down in front of the keyboard, using fingers and feet and brain to make the music come out……….”” After Steve, I messed around more. I learned some stuff. I liked to reach Escort Bayan down and touch a boy’s boner after we had been kissing for a while. That was always a surprise when little Silkie took the first move. Did that get them excited? Oh God did it ever. I got to see how erections work, I guess you could say that. I was having a lot of fun. Sometimes I would kiss the boy and rub him till he came in his pants. It was so great when I figured out I could do that with just my hand, kissing and some sexy words. But you know how sex is, after a while some of the dicks were popping out, and sometimes I was doing hand-jobs and sometimes with my mouth, though not that much. I know that the boys loved it if I went down on them, but I was not liking it that much. I liked that I could control them and the situation, mostly, I just wasn’t that crazy about the dick in my mouth stuff.””Two boys with their pants around their ankles, in the back seat of this big van at the back edge of the school parking lot. It was a nice May afternoon after school. They were grinning and their penises were straight up in the air. Big teenage boy dicks, one cut, the other not. I loved seeing that. Loved it. Me, f******n years old, shirt and bra off. My breasts were as big then as they are now. I got both of them to kiss and suck my breasts. I was bossy. When they stopped, I told them to keep going if they wanted anything from me. After I got them to do that a lot, both of them, then I started getting excited. Boys always think girls are excited when they aren’t. But I was getting there. I was doing them. Blowing them. First I did one boy and then the other, going back and forth. I had them slide their cocks between my tits, between my boobs, one after the other. I even tried to put both dicks in my mouth at the same time. One of the boys was rubbing me through my pants. The radio was playing something by Sonny and Cher and I could hear the birds and the noises of k**s and people outside. Victim? Oh no. Are you k**ding me? I didn’t feel like a victim that day at all. It was mostly my idea to be out there with them in the first place. It was liberating for me. I could have fucked them both too, but I didn’t. I didn’t want to lose control for a second.””That was the day I started to like my boobs. I had always thought they were so big and weird and ugly, but these boys, and I thought they were boys, not men, they seemed to be in awe, or something, I don’t know, but I got a big buzz from that.””I let them shoot all over my tits. Watching them jack off and do that was nice, but it was kind of like I was above all this, watching all this stuff happen. I don’t know how to explain it. They were talking all dirty, just boys, rubbing their dicks on my boobs, spreading the stuff around. I took my finger, scooped up some, looked at them, stuck my tongue out and tasted it. Yuck. I thought these boys were going to go nuts. I hadn’t tasted any since that day with Steve. I swallowed it anyway. Double Yuck.”” Boys think it’s so sexy when they come. Well, it is, kinda, but the stuff itself? Icky, sticky and gross, I think. Bayan Escort If it lands on my body or my boobs, okay, but if it gets on my face, ooooooooo, get me a towel! Since I started fucking, I want it to go right up me where it’s supposed to, thank you very much. Little Silkie will take care of havin’ no babies. I’m not gay, but I like sex with women ’cause I don’t have to put up with that. I never have to wipe shit out of my hair and hope I got it all. Sometimes, like with you and not even all the time then, I think that cum, jizz, whatever you call it, that stuff itself is hot. Mostly it’s just part of sex I have to put up with. And Tom, I do. I do. I love the intimacy of the whole thing.””Tom; don’t look at me all hurt-faced. I’m just being honest. I will do you, you can come on me, in me, in my mouth, okay, c’mon now, you peed on me and I loved it because I like you.””I’ve got to kiss you, Tom, right now, please, I don’t care how many people are looking at us. I wish I could do you right now, right here.”Silkie was a wonderful kisser. Years later, my head still spins.” I love being close to you. I will do that with you, for you. I’m going to fuck you with stockings on, so I feel all silky against your hips. I want to feel you rub your cummy dick all over my face. I think my soft cheeks will feel nice against your cock head right after you come. Have you ever fucked a woman right after she has fucked another guy? When her puss is loaded?. I want you and Leo to fuck me like that, one right after the other, and tell me how it feels, Tom. I think that my puss will be super hot from the friction of Leo’s dick in there, plus his whole hot load will in me too. I want you to push your cock in the middle of that and I want to feel it when you fill my pussy, too. I will do some shit I don’t like to make you happy. When you do my ass, when you stick your big dick up my ass; it hurts. It fucking hurts. I would give you my ass, in a fuckin’ minute, lover. right here, right now, if I thought we wouldn’t be arrested. Tom, you are not a woman. No periods, no hate your boobs, no hate your ass, no hate your face, no stretch marks, no pregnant, no cramps, no PMS, no UTI, aching boobs; junkie boyfriends who take everything, making babies, having babies: prostate cancer? Fuck you………can’t get it up? …….Fuck you.” “Get up on the table and push a baby out, fucker.””All my female relatives on both sides of my family. Big titted Ashkenazic women like me. We all die of breast cancer ……….I probably will too.””I love you, Tom, love you, but I don’t think you will ever get what is to be a girl and then a woman. My dad grew up in Cleveland. He was a little Jewish blind k** who grew up in a kind of tough neighborhood, His parents were like non-practicing atheists, so he didn’t even have “Jewish” as something he could grab on to, but in those days, in Cleveland, if your name was Greenburg, you took crap for being Jewish even if you weren’t exactly. My dad said his dad told him. “When you go out there on the street, just remember, don’t let those Polish an’ Italian k**s run you around. you ain’t nobody’s lunch meat”.”Listen. Don’t treat me like your old lunch meat, ’cause I ain’t.” (laughing) I will leave you if you do that. I’ll be gone. I’m going to sing opera for a living………that is what I’m going to do whether you are with me or not.”.

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MOROCCAN COP vs BBCMy name is Jamel and I’ve been a cop for several years now. I’ve been happily married for most of those. My wife, Nabila, is absolutely gorgeous with brunette hair and brown eyes complementing her curvy body. She works as a dispatcher in my department, which is where we met.The problems started on patrol one night. I received a lookout for a black male, about 6’4″ tall and 220 lbs, wearing all black. The black man had just robbed a liquor store only two blocks from me and was last seen running in my direction. About a minute later, I saw a muscular black man come around the corner of the block. He was wearing all black and matched the rest of the description. He was walking away from me and didn’t seem to notice my cruiser when he turned the corner.I called for back up and exited my cruiser to approach him quietly on foot. As I got within a few feet of the suspect I announced “Police, stop!” but he ignored me! I tried again as I drew my baton, expecting some kind of trick from the suspect, but he continued to ignore me. I grabbed the suspect by his arm to try to arrest him but he spun and pushed me back with one hand. I stumbled back but I caught my balance. I tried to hit his upper arm with my baton but he ducked at the last moment and I missed his arm, hitting him in the head instead!The suspect went down to the ground, u*********s. I hurried and handcuffed the suspect. I called dispatch to tell them I had the robbery suspect in custody as adrenaline coursed through my veins. Then everything went downhill. Dispatch called and advised me there initial discription was wrong, and the suspect was actually a white male wearing all black. That’s when I noticed the man I had in handcuffs was wearing earphones and probably couldn’t hear my commands. I called dispatch and told them to send me an ambulance. This was not good. I could lose my job or get sued for this. All because of someone giving me the wrong description. The black man, who I would later learn is DaQuan Harper, was still u*********s as the EMTs loaded him into the ambulance. A few days later I heard from another officer DaQuan had woken up in the hospital. I had to go see him and try to Escort explain what happened. I arrived at the hospital on my day off and told DaQuan who I was. I explained what happened, and how he matched the first description, and how he must not have heard me tell him to stop. DaQuan was pissed, and understandably so. He cursed at me and told me he was going to “sue the fuck out of me.””Shit!”, I thought to myself, “This is literally my worst nightmare.”I went home and told my wife what had happened at the hospital. She was worried too. Nabila said she would make DaQuan some Moroccan cookies and we could take them to him in the hospital to try to win him over. “Maybe he will show some compassion once he sees you have a family.” Nabila said.The next day Nabila and I loaded into our car and made our way to the hospital to see DaQuan. As we entered his room I said, “DaQuan, this is my wife Nabila. Nabila made you some Moroccan cookies. They have to be better than the hospital food.” I joked uneasily.Upon seeing my wife, DaQuan noticeably perked up. “Thank you for the cookies, Nabila, but it doesn’t excuse what Jamel here did.””You’re right, DaQuan. We just want you to recover and maybe reconsider this lawsuit. Afterall, it was all a big misunderstanding.”There was an awkward silence but after a few moments DaQuan announced, “I have to piss.” “I’ll get the nurse,” Nabila said, but DaQuan stopped her. “If you want me to reconsider this lawsuit, the least you could do is help me piss.”Nabila looked at me as she said, “absolutely not.””Okay, maybe I’ll have the nurse call my lawyer for me while she’s in here.” DaQuan said. “Wait,” Nabila said, “I can help you, I guess.”Nabila slowly walked over to DaQuan’s hospital bed and picked up the piss bottle as DaQuan threw back his sheet. “Oh my God!” Nabila gasped as she saw DaQuan’s penis. I caught myself with my mouth hanging open too and quickly shut it. DaQuan didnt have a penis. He had a cock. A Big Black Cock. It wasn’t even hard and it was twice as thick and long as my penis. “I..I..cant,” stammered Nabila.”Okay, hand me that remote so I can call my nurse then,” DaQuan said. “Wait, wait, I’ll do it. I’ll help Escort Bayan you pee but that’s all,” Nabila said as she reached out and took DaQuan’s BBC into her small white hand. She seemed to just hold it for a few seconds before she realized she was supposed to help him pee. Nabila was holding the big black shaft with one hand and the bottle in the other as DaQuan started to piss into the bottle. DaQuan’s stream had died off and I noticed Nabila hadn’t let go of his cock. Nabila’s hand started to move up and down the shaft and DaQuan’s cock began to get hard. It was growing even bigger!”What the fuck are you doing, Nabila!” I exclaimed, as she sat the bottle down and started stroking the black cock harder. “I’m going to convince DaQuan here not to sue us because of your fuckup. Shut the fuck up before you make it worse.””Who was this woman?” I thought to myself as I fell back into a chair and couldn’t stop watching. Nabila was a virgin when I married her. She’s never behaved this way before. “A hand job isn’t going to fix this. Fuck, five handjobs won’t fix this.” DaQuan said. “If you want to start convincing me to not sue your husband, you can start by putting my fat cock in your mouth,” DaQuan said. Right then I knew we were screwed because Nabila has always refused to suck my cock. My mouth fell open again when she put DaQuan’s BBC in her mouth without hesitation. Nabila began to suck his black cock vigorously and it was turning me on to no end. My six inch penis has never felt so hard in my life. “DaQuan, your cock is so much bigger than Jamel’s penis!” Nabila exclaimed. “I’ve never wanted to suck cock but this just feels so RIGHT!” I pulled down my shorts and started to jerk off while I watched Nabila suck DaQuan’s cock. I knew this was all wrong but I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t bring myself to stop them either. “Show me how much you want to work this out,” DaQuan said to Nabila. “Ride this big black cock and we’ll call it even.” Once again, Nabila didn’t hesitate to reach under her skirt and pull off her panties. She threw them into my lap and hiked her skirt up as she straddled DaQuan’s huge cock. Nabila slowly lowered herself Bayan Escort into DaQuan’s BBC a little at a time, rising up and then pushing down a little farther each time, until his BBC was buried in Nabila’s pussy. Nabila let out a long moan and hissed, “yesssss.” She was in pure bliss sitting on this big black cock. Nabila began to gyrate her hips and bounce on DaQuan’s cock faster and faster.”Ride that big black cock you arab slut!” DaQuan said. “What’s better, cop penis or Big Black Cock?” DaQuan said. “Big, *moan* Black, *moan* COCK!” Nabila shouted in between moans of pleasure. Nabila looked over at me with this weird content grin on her face and told me “he’s so much better than you in every way, Jamel. Look at these abs and chest. And this BBC, OH MY GOD!” That should have hurt me, but it didn’t. Instead I found myself even more turned on. “I’m getting close,” DaQuan told Nabila. “Cum in my pussy with that Big Black Cock, DaQuan,” Nabila said. This seemed to push DaQuan over the edge as he began grunting and thrusting his hips up into Nabila’s fertile womb.”Give me your black baby!” Nabila screamed in pleasure as DaQuan filled her with stream after stream of his potent black seed. Nabila was shaking in the pleasure of her own orgasm as her tight pussy milked every drop of cum from DaQuan’s BBC.”That was amazing,” Nabila said as she kissed DaQuan before climbing off his cock. “Let me fuck you, Nabila. I’m going to cum so hard. I’m so turned on.” I told her. Nabila came over and sat on my cock. It entered her used pussy way to easy. DaQuan had stretched her pussy so much I could barely feel her pussy walls. “Are you even in?” Nabila asked. Those words pushed me over the edge. They were all I needed to hear to trigger my orgasm as I shot my tiny bit of cum into her pussy with what seemed like the gallons of DaQuan’s cum.That was three months ago. Nabila is pregnant now and we aren’t sure whether the baby is going to come out black or white. DaQuan has been to our home several times to fuck Nabila. She tells me she can’t even feel my penis anymore. DaQuan even secretly recorded himself fucking Nabila over the hood of my cruiser. He made Nabila say, “Big Black Cock is better than little cop cock” over and over again. We didn’t find out he was recording until he showed us all the views on pornhub. He said his next video is going to be a arab cop sucking his BBC, but that’s a story for another day.

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True Story – My Wife Pegging my assLet’s get straight to the action. I was horny as hell and eve hornier because my wife was on her period and I knew we could not fuck…her rule. I knew I might get a handjob out of it if I played my cards right. She was drinking Fireball liquor with RumChada. Her drink was in a cup with a lid and each time she would drink some I would top it back off when she wasn’t looking. She drank the most she ever had….liquor drunk. Let me describe my wife. Her pics are in my profile. She is in her 40s…petite frame…huge natural DD saggy tits that look milk filled every day. They are full. The worst thing is she never ever wears a bra. The weight of her tits force her nipples through her shirt and her nipples are plump like the end of a finger. So, my dick is hard daily from her nipples. On top of that I try to buy her sleep shirts that are one color to make her nipples show more. She has no idea why those colors. After she got extra drunk she lured me into the bedroom with me even asking. She pushed me down Escort on the side of the bed and started sucking my dick. “Where are the toys?” She asked. “Bring all of them.” (I was like oh shit.) she laid me down and put on my cockring first. It was a rubber ring and fit tight around my dick and balls forcing my hard on to grow. My mushroom head started to swell. This cockring has a piece that hung off of it that was a butt plug too. She eased the plug into my ass while the cockring made my mushroom head grow even more. She sucked me more and then grabbed a second toy. This one was a prostate massager. About six inches long with high ridges and curved to enter me and go up. She worked it in and I was full from two toys pressing on the base of my cock through my ass. My dick was forced to groweven more from the force on my prostate. She started working the prostate toy in and out fucking me with it with my legs hanging off the side of the bed. She was forcing me to stay laid back and face on the ceiling while she fucked me Escort Bayan with that second toy. “Stay down!” She told me. Let me say this, she has pegged my ass many times before just using her hands and the toy of her choice. She likes pegging me and will ask for to do it as a way to make me stop fucking her after she has had enough of my cock. Her pussy is small and my dick hurts her. This time was different….she put on the strap on and put the biggest toy we had in it. This cock was as far as a forearm and about 10 inches long…and smooth. I had it in my before but not with her wearing a strap on. She mounted me and put my legs behind my head still forcing me to only look at the ceiling. She entered me without taking the other two toys out. She was forcing it in. I had to concentrate past wanting pleasure and just let her have her way with me. She finally got it in and I knew my asshole was so stretched. She went deeper and was so deep she was hitting the wall at the end of my tunnel. She was balls deep ramming Bayan Escort me so hard I had to push her back some which made her come at me harder. She told me to turn over face down on the bed. She mounted me again pounding my ass with the strap on while the other two toys pushed on my prostate. I couldn’t take it. I pushed her off of me and the three toys were still in me. I fucked her so hard I k ew her period juice was squirting out. I kept fucking her wondering about how none of the toys were falling out because my ass was full. I pounded her while I get like she was still fucking me from the triple penetration she gave me. I let her pound me for a 20 min before I decided it wanted her pussy. She took my load begging for a cream pie. When I orgasmed I felt my cum pushing past the toys in my ass and it was hard to shoot my load even though I was cumming. My load came out like a fountain in her. Cum was squirting out on the bed from my dick filling her leaving no room for the cum she wanted to feel in her. She has never triple penetrated me again. I haven’t ever put more liquor in her cup every time she took a sip either. True story. Take it or leave it, but so check out my wife’s tits and imagine them swinging while she pounds your ass. You will never forget it.

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There Can Be Only One Chapter 33There Can Be Only One Chapter 33As luck would have it, Ross had the whole house to himself for a few hours that Saturday afternoon. His mother had gone off shopping and Susie did not tell him where she was going, nor did he particularly care, all he knew was that his mum was dropping her off at the mall. His father would be back late afternoon but that was time enough for what he had to do. He had wished he had got the slightly more expensive camera surveillance equipment that he had bought recently, well one that had more than the four cameras., but he was pleased that the cameras were wireless so he could place them easily where ever he wished, and was more than satisfied with the quality of picture and sound he was receiving on his computer that the system was linked to. By the time he had positioned two cameras in the lounge, another in his parent’s bedroom and the last in Susie’s bedroom, he was pretty knackered having had to keep on running back to check on angles etc. every time he positioned one of them. He hoped that his choice of locations were such that they would go completely unnoticed. The contents of the package that had arrived that morning lay s**ttered on his bed. As he pulled each of them out of the package, he let his imagination run wild as to how and what he would do with them. He was pleased with his purchases and his cock certainly was aroused as he mentally visualised each of them being used. Ross quickly shoveled them back into the package when he heard his father arrive home after his day at golf. ============================== Mr. Gorman, as was his usual practice, sat in the lounge watching the news and sports after they had eaten their evening meal, while Alice finished clearing the supper dishes. Cathy had phoned to say that Vicky’s mum was taking them for a McDonalds and would be home before X Factor came on. As soon as Susie had finished her meal, she had darted upstairs to prepare for her date with Jason. Initially she just pulled remonstrative faces with the occasional ‘fuck off’ when Ross instructed her as what her choice of clothing she was to wear, but voiced her objections more forcefully when he kept on popping up to her room with more demands of what she could do and not do sexually that evening, but there was no denying that her body certainly reacted after she had given each demand some thought before her brother popped in with the next command. Ross’s ‘requests’ made upon his sister were not intentionally meant to go as far as they did, he just seemed to enjoy getting her riled up and couldn’t resist bursting into her room again and again with the next instruction. Knowing that he may have overstepped the mark and pushed her a little too far, he left her room for the last time with her standing there shocked unable to respond in any way to his last demand. Alice Gorman hummed to herself as she cleared the kitchen up. Although a little nervous at what Ross had whispered to her once they were alone after dinner, she could not help but nod as her cunt reacted to his proposed plans that evening. Ross of course did not fully tell his mother what he had planned, she just assumed that she would be getting fucked whilst her husband was downstairs watching TV. That in itself made her pussy twitch. Her afternoon shopping trip took longer than she had intended, well the actual shopping for provisions didn’t, it was the impromptu diversions she had added whilst doing the shopping. The once demure and reserved mother of three smiled as she recalled her afternoon in the store. It had started out innocently in the supermarket where she always does her weekly shop, but ended quite differently, and pleasantly. Alice always was a little nervous when she entered the store, in case she bumped into that spotty youth that she had exposed her pussy too. As the memory of the incident started to come back, her hand slid to rub her pussy, no cunt, she loved that word now, a word she always thought the crudest of all swear words, but now, cunt, cunt, cunt, god her pussy tightened every time she thought or mentioned the word. This day, like all the other days since that episode, her heart was racing when she was in that shop, always wondering if that shelf stacker had told his workmates. She used to imagine every time an assistant or cashier looked at her that they knew how much of a slut she was, but no one actually mentioned or indicated that they knew. He probably did mention to some of his colleagues but they no doubt chided him for being a liar.She had never seen the boy since that time.Alice Gorman did not know what came over her that particular afternoon. Bending down to pick up a packet of sugar on the bottom shelf she had the urge to show her bare cunt. She deliberately bent at the waist so her skirt rose. She quickly stood up again and turned to see if anyone had noticed but felt a pang of relief when the aisle was empty. As she continued shopping her mind was preoccupied with her wish to expose herself and the thought of what she would do or say if caught. She occasionally bent at the waist, and at times she squatted with her knees spread wide, but always, always when no one was in that aisle or could see her. She reasoned that she did not have the nerve to actually flash someone, she NEEDED to be told to do it, by her SON. Whilst putting away the last of the dried plates she recalled what she did after placing the shopping in the trunk of the car and she grasped her pubic mound through the soft material of her skirt giving it a very tight squeeze. She still can’t believe she returned to the store and masturbated in the customer toilets as she heard other customers using the washrooms. God, she even stripped off her dress and bra and fingered herself to an orgasm wearing just her shoes and spurred on that people might have heard the obscene noises her fingers were making as they drove her to ecstasy. Alice Gorman quickly released her aching pussy when she heard the doorbell ring, the return of her daughter and Vicky no doubt. ================================== Going up to take a bath, Alice smiled at her husband as she handed him his cup of tea. “Ok dear… enjoy it…” Without taking his eyes off the TV the disinterested Mr. Gorman replied dryly, “X Factor starting in ten…” “I know. I’ve gone off that program lately, well since Christian had got voted off… I wanted him to win” Alice lied, but what was planned for her by her son Ross might be much more entertaining. “Cathy and Vicky will no doubt want to watch X Factor… they’ll be down in a minute I would imagine” Alice smiled to herself knowing that the two teenager’s minds would not be on the remaining contestants performing… Ross had other plans for them to do a performance of their own… she just hopes he doesn’t overstep the mark. “Ohh… Right, and there I was thinking for a moment I could there have a weekend without that crap, couldn’t they have stayed and watched it at Vicky’s house?” Bill spoke as if he couldn’t care less about ‘X Factor’ but like most men he didn’t really mind being ‘made’ to watch it.Bill of course was very glad they were watching the programme with him… recalling the last time. He felt a tinge of guilt for hoping a repeat of what he saw… but reassured himself that it was not his fault that the young girls wanted to flash their arses and pussies… its not as if he was making them do it.Alice’s face grew concerned as both Cathy and Vicky bounded past her on the stairs, giggling like all schoolgirls of their age. She wondered if Ross had broken his word that he would not ask them to go any further than just a little teasing… but had instructed them to sexually involve their father.The worried 43 year old knocked on her son’s door softly, waited a few seconds before opening it slowly, that slight delay was enough for Ross to close down the computer screen before his mother saw what was on it. “Wasn’t expecting you so quickly” he cursed under his breath at the untimely intrusion “Told your dad I wanted to relax in a bath.” “Oh…” Ross had hoped he could at least see part of the action in the lounge before his mum came up, but at least he was able to set it to record on his hard drive… “Ok…let’s go…”“Go where?” “For your bath…” The surprised mother looked at her son, she was just expecting to be told to strip, or be subservient to her son’s sexual demands… blow him or let him fuck her there in his bedroom.“Come on… let’s go for that bath.” Ross seemed impatient as he pushed his mother out of his room. Alice, still slightly taken aback, turned and made to walk to her bedroom “Where you going?”“Just getting a clean towel… and my robe”“Oh… ok… I’ll be waiting for you”The nervous mother quickly grabbed a towel and her bathrobe, and followed her son into the family bathroom, unsure that she was doing the right thing, but her own sexual desires blew away those fears, her heart skipping a beat when she heard the snap of the lock behind her. ======================= Alice sat on the toilet looking at her son as he lay back in the bath with a big grin on his face. She was just as embarrassed this time around as she was the first time when she sat naked on the toilet bowl to urinate just before she climbed into the bath to join her son. Like she was told to do that first time, she sat with her legs wide apart, watching the streaming flow of pee as it sprayed into the bowl. This time however she was told to open her cunt flaps so he could see her piss more easily, embarrassed that the pee squirted half way across the tiled floor, the sound of her urine splashing on the tiled floor only highlighting how perverse it was. She soaked the bath towel that she used to mop up her mess in the bucket that lay under the sink… hoping that she remembers to wash it first chance before someone else discovers it.The time spent in the bathroom with her son was not as she had expected. In fact, when she entered the bathroom, she was surprised to see Ross turn on the bath in the first place, she was expecting, no hoping, that he would just do what he wanted to do and leave before their secret was discovered by her husband. She didn’t really care which of her three orifices he used, just as long as she could please her son, and him leave before suspicion was aroused. When Ross climbed in the bath after Alice had finished and wiped, she did as she was asked and climbed in with him… with her mind not knowing whether to be worried about her husband discovering them… or to relax and enjoy a sensual bath with her teenage son.For five minutes, nothing sexual happened except for a slight teasing of her breasts and pussy. Not that she cared. The unabashed mother of three relishing the sensation as she lay in her son’s arms with the softness of his chest on her back.Ross gently massaged her breasts, occasionally letting a hand drop to her cunt and toy with it a little. He had the knack of keeping her on the brink but never enough for her to get overly aroused. The soft gentle voice of her son as he whispered obscenities in her ears also stimulated her, and occasionally causing her to gasp when he mentioned sexual acts that he was intending on making her, and others do, but that just made her lean further back into his arms. There was a slight concern when her husband knocked on the door asking if everything was alright and where Ross was. She hoped her voice did not arouse suspicion when answering that Ross had gone out… and she was to go and collect him later… Ross whispering prompts in her ear when she stumbled over a couple of her husbands questions. Ross was going to have to have words with Cathy. What would have happened if he was fucking his mum and dad came up, she was to keep him downstairs. ================================== Bill Gorman could not believe it. Just as it was the last time Vicky stayed over with Cathy, both had lain on the floor and he had caught glimpses their young quims. Just like that first time, it started with just a quick flash but this time it had quickly developed into him clearly seeing both puffy slits as they lay on their tummy’s, watching TV, their short skirts, particularly Vicky’s, half way up her ass cheeks.God her ass was taut. His cock was starting to strain as he became aroused staring at the pink virgin holes. Shit, were they still virgins, they must be, too young to have lost their cherries, surely? He craned his neck trying to see further between their slightly parted legs, half expecting to be able to tell just by looking at their pussies that they were still virgins. He knew he should have said something, but what? They seemed to be oblivious to their accidental flashing and he couldn’t really just come out with, hey girls I can see your vaginas.The girls smiled and giggled, and their exhibitionism was anything but innocent. They were fully aware that with each passing moment more and more of their shapely thighs and ass were being exposed as they fidgeted whilst watching the show. They were following Ross’s instructions to the letter, and were enjoying every moment of it. Bill Gorman lay the paper he was supposedly reading, across his lap, concealing the quite visible outline of his cock through the blue denim, his hand, groping the semi hard flesh, in an effort to adjust it so it lay in a more comfortable position trapped in the confines of his jeans. The contestants on the TV talent show performed and left the stage with the perverted father paying little attention to the acts, his mind, eyes and ears were totally focused on the two nymphets that were strewn out before him. When the youthful Callum… whatever his name is… came on, Bill’s belief that the two teenage temptress’ may well not be virgins as they certainly knew of things sexual by the overheard whispered remarks of what they would and would not do to the teen as he sang his ballad. Once again, he was considering commenting on their choice of language, but in all honesty he was enjoying their girl to girl talk. The girls although talked with hushed tones… it must have been obvious to them that he could hear what they were saying… they acted as if he wasn’t even in the same room as them. The excited father’s dropped open when his eyes noticed a small movement between Vicky’s legs, was Vicky masturbating,? God she is… she is fingering her clit… fuck… she is… she is… she even raised her cunt off the carpet so she can dildo her clit easier… her ass cheeks have parted and her little puckered hole is clearly visible. Bill Gorman’s heart beat increased, as did Escort the size of his cock and became extremely uncomfortable rising to full erection, straining painfully against the tight blue material. So engrossed was he with the blatant sexual show. His eyes flicked between the two pairs of slightly parted legs wondering if his own daughter would be so brazen as to do as her friend was doing. The 48 year old was slightly disappointed that his daughter just lay flat on her belly with her upper torso supported by her elbows on the floor whilst waving her lower legs in sync with the music, an act that made her bare ass cheeks jiggle slightly. It was obvious to the much older male that Vicky was not masturbating to reach an orgasm, just self-teasing. Her finger would gently rub the hard, white nub for a short while, and periodically her finger would slip deep inside her to gather more juice to apply to that most sensitive of female parts. Bill could not stop his hand grasping his own cock through his jeans and try and ease that burning itch. It was only when he heard slight muffled moans from his daughter that he paid her some attention. She was not fingering her pussy as her friend was, but her ass cheeks kept on flexing as if her pussy was squeezing an imaginary cock. He slipped over slightly in his chair and his eyes suddenly widened. There was his little angel clearly tweaking her own nipples. The movements of her partly hidden hands were clearly those of someone groping their own breasts, try as he might he could not actually see the budding tits. Bill Gorman squeezed his cock hard in an attempt to control the urge to cum on seeing the teen apparently tease and pull and twist her nipples, to him, quite cruelly. He had to say something, should stop the two of them… but what… how??? His mind wrestled for something to say, but all the time his eyes unable to stop from jumping between his daughter’s breasts and her friend’s ass. It was only when he noticed his daughter tilt her head towards him with a smile upon her face he came to grips and realised the full gravity of what he was doing. Swallowing hard he rose from his chair, red faced, holding the newspaper in front of crotch, he sped out of the lounge, without uttering a word and made quick his escape from being accused a pervert. The girls looked at each other before bursting out in laughter, a laugh that Cathy quickly silenced when she realised that her father was heading up the stairs… he was bound to see his son fucking his wife.Both girls waited in silence for the impending reverberations. ================================= Ross sat in the passenger seat of the car as his mother drove to where he had told her to drive. It was lucky that his dad, unaware that his wife and son were sharing an intimate bath together while he stood outside the bathroom, informing his wife that he was going for a shower himself. It was fortuitous that Ross’s phone pinged the incoming message that he was expecting… seconds after his father had left the bathroom door. It took just twenty minutes for them both to jump out of the bath and get dressed.Alice entered her bedroom and was surprised to see her husband’s naked body dive into the en-suite bathroom, quickly slamming the door shut. That was unusual… her husband normally undresses in the bathroom. As Alice was getting dressed, she noticed the body imprint on the covers of their bed… he must have laid down upon it before he went for his shower. It suddenly dawned on her… her husband must have been wanking just prior to her entering the room…The mother was trying to formulate what her daughter and best friend had done to make her husband want to masturbate. She at least felt a little comfort that he had to resort to self-pleasuring himself rather than the girls doing it for him.Fully dressed… and through the closed door, she had told her husband of her intentions concerning picking up Ross.The bathroom door opened slowly and Bill stood there red faced, wearing just his bathrobe. He seemed keen to collect Ross and Alice had to almost insist that she went to pick up Ross from the ‘bowling alley’ when Bill offered to go. It was a close thing.Ross quickly popped his head into the lounge and asked the girls how it went… forgetting that he was almost caught… twice. They were all smiles and excited… wanting to explain what they did… but Ross was in too much of a hurry to listen… besides… he would see it all later on his computer.The teenager… crept out of the house before his father… talking to his mother… found out he had never left home at all. Ross only had to wait two minutes before his mother stopped to pick him up on the corner of the street. Alice knew where she was going, but it must have been twenty years since she had been there. She had only been there the once, once was enough. She had been courting Bill at the time, before they were married, in fact they had only been dating a few weeks when they had gone to the Carman Hills to ‘make out’ in Bill’s father’s car. The hopeful youth had managed to get the inexperienced girl’s top off, working his way to sliding his hand up her nylon cladded legs, when she let out a blood curdling scream. Bill’s anger boiled and had to be held back from leaving the car to give chase to the fleeing peeping tom. Alice just insisted they leave that place and she had not returned since her breasts were clearly seen being suckled by the man she cradled in her arms. Down the narrow track, Alice barely held her foot on the accelerator pedal as Ross told her to keep on driving slowly, even though they had passed a few vacant parking spaces. Occasionally she could see a car rocking, or windows steamed up knowing exactly what went on up there amongst the trees and bushes. “Here… here will do…” Ross pointed to a clearing in the bushes, disappointed that he had not come across his sister and her date parked in one of the clearings. Damn, how could he have forgotten to bring his phone with him to find out exactly where she was? Alice Gorman swallowed deeply expecting that very soon she could well be in a similar predicament as she was the only other time she had come to these woods, only this time she knew that Ross would not be so quick as to leave like her husband was those many years ago. The thought of being seen by strangers made her already excited body even more aroused.=================================== Bill Gorman could not believe what he had just witnessed as he lay on his bed naked and his cock standing erect. There was no mistaking that what he thought were the unintentional initial flashes of upper thigh and pussy by the young teens were not quite as innocent as he was led to believe. The aroused 48year old’s hand started to stroke his throbbing erection reliving the images of the young girls pleasuring themselves. His cock surged as his mind starting to image the two of them together in her daughter’s bedroom, were they lesbians… did they go down on each other… did they fuck each other with substitute cocks… were they virgins???? He was pleased that his wife had insisted to go and get their son, it was his intention to masturbate in the car before he picked up Ross having been interrupted earlier, not expecting his wife to get out of the bath so soon.If he had not heard the bathroom door open he might well have been caught when Alice came back into the bedroom and see him with his cock in his hand wanking on their bed. At least he could relax a little now and enjoy his masturbation, especially since his wife phoned to say that she will be a little longer as Ross had talked her into playing a game of bowls with him. He was not to know that his wife was telling him a pack of lies, why should he think anything ill of her? He increased the pressure on his dick as he pictured his daughter’s friend’s skirt up over her backside giving him a clear view of the rosy buttocks and dark pink rose bud of her anus. He could still see the shiny creamy deposit on her index finger that she used to tease the tiny nub, the swollen puffy pink lips, god she must look good in just a pair of tight shorts with her camel toe cunt clearly outlined. He tried to concentrate solely on Vicky’s pussy and asshole but images of his little angel massaging and teasing her breasts pushed them aside filling him with more excitement, and guilt, than he ever felt before in his life. The perverted father now wished he had not got embarrassed and left the room so quickly and stayed to see what might have developed, but god, that was his f******n year old daughter and her school friend’s vaginas that he was looking at, it was immoral and i*****l.He lifted his ass off the bed and opened his robe completely so that he could stroke his engorged dick without being impeded by the restricting material. His brain was telling him not to be so perverted but at that precise moment his cock was in control of his actions. As he slowly masturbated his eyes opened and stared at the closed door to his bedroom. He started to think more obscene acts involving, not the genitals of the overnight guest, but that of his own daughter. He was begging that the door open and his daughter walk in and catch him masturbating, and do it for him. Bill wanted his youngest c***d to come in and grasp his cock and stroke it, to bring him off, use her mouth.That very thought ended his train of thought with his daughters name on his lips he shot spurt after spurt of thick cream from his sensitive cock, his hand grasping the ejaculating head, preventing his semen from flying everywhere. Bill Gorman lay on his bed, his cum covered hand still holding his spent cock feeling guilty at having masturbated to such a perverted fantasy and yet there was no denying it was one of the biggest climaxes he recalls having. What made it worse was the fact that the fantasy instigated by his own daughter and her friend. The exhausted man rose from the bed and walked to the bathroom to clean up, totally unaware that every movement and action he made since entering his bedroom had been recorded on his son’s computer. ======================================= Alice tried to keep as still and as quiet as she could, which was almost impossible with her son sitting next to her on the couch. She was at least grateful that her husband was engrossed the football highlights on TV. Occasionally she would let out a low moan which she tried to mask by pretending to clear her throat. It wasn’t that her son was talking to her, or even touching her, directly…it was that damn little remote control he held in his hand. Every few minutes she would feel the vibration of the pink egg in her cunt. Thank goodness the girls had long since gone up to Cathy’s bedroom. Ross pretended to show some interest in the football, only as an excuse as to why he was there and not up in his room. He would have preferred to have been reviewing his camera work but there was a hidden agenda as to why he wanted to be with his mother when Cathy came home. For the thirty minutes or so he had spent alone in his room he had managed to watch a little of what he had captured on his computer, and he knew he had to watch every minute of it sometime instead of having to skip huge sections.He was pleased with what the girls had done and, the positioning of two cameras was perfect, as was the one he had hidden in his parent’s bedroom. He was surprised to say the least of what he captured on that camera. Ross leaned over and whispered in his mother’s ear which caused her to glare back at him, but obeyed, easing her knees apart, exposing her cunt to the hidden camera. She had hoped that by moving her right knee and keeping her left knee stationary it would at least hide her soaking cunt from her husband should he turn and face her. She was totally ignorant of the spy camera capturing it all.The teen continued to tease his mother with the remote he had in his pocket becoming increasingly impatient with his sister not texting him. Alice was quite content enjoying the silent hum and vibration of the two inch by one inch bullet inside her fuck tube, and given the right circumstances probably would be able to cum if her son would allow her to play with it in the comfort of her own making. She used to jump and give her son a scolding glance, every time he increased speed of the vibrations but soon settled down to the steady buzz again. At least she was grateful that he did not keep it on maximum for any length of time for she knew that she would be unable to stop the certain orgasm that would surely follow. The flushed woman blushed as her mind took her back to the Carman Hills not more than an hour ago. She was enjoying giving her son head as he lay back in the reclined front passenger seat. She had over the the past few weeks lost all guilt of going down on him, and wished she had not persevered earlier in her life and performed that simple act on her husband. But was it the act of fellatio or the fact that it was her son’s cock and he was ‘making’ her suck it that gave her pleasure? Her head bobbed up and down and try as she may she could not swallow as much of the pink dick as her youngest daughter could, she could not get over the gagging reflex as soon as the head touched her throat. Her every thought was being directed into giving her son pleasure with her mouth. She wished that he would not ejaculate before she had felt the phallus she so lovingly adored inside her aching cunt, but it didn’t really matter if he chose to deposit his cream in her belly. Alice looked at her son who sat next to him on the sofa, a smile upon his face as he no doubt was remembering what happened when he pulled her head of his swollen member. What a perverted wicked son had she brought into this world, god she loved him. Alice was hopeful when he pulled her head off his cock and he clambered into the back seat of the car, fully reclining the front two seats, He positioned himself with his legs stretched out in front of him, the cock coated with her saliva standing proud and erect glistening in the reflected light of the full moon outside. She knew what was expected of her. She had swung a leg over the central console and about to join the reclining youth, she stopped mid movement on hearing his command. Her head spun around peering through the semi steamed closed windows expecting that some bastard was peeping at them.At that precise moment she herself would have opened the door and chased them away, if only so that she could get back to riding that cock. “Lower yourself”. “What?” “Lower Escort Bayan yourself, I want to see you fuck the gear stick…“The shocked woman looked down, her eyes widening when she saw obscenely rising vertical from the console tunnel directly below her cunt was the thin metal pole with the leather covered knob on the end. “You can’t be serious, Ross???” Ross just stared, his smile said it all. Seated there in the lounge, her husband not six feet away, Alice shook as she squeezed the plastic vibrating bullet with her cunt muscles remembering she meekly obeyed her son’s perverted request. Adjusting her position slightly she squatted on the floor of her car and using the seats as support she slowly lowered her ass until the cold leather knob came into contact with her sopping cunt. With a final disbelieving look at her grinning son, she wriggled her lower torso until the knob found its mark and slowly she lowered herself onto the 2” diameter round ball which sat on the thin black metal bar until it forced open the lips of her cunt and entered her tender vagina. The embarrassed, shameless woman, once accustomed to the size of knob slowly released the support her arms were giving her and sank down. The huge difference between the size of the knob and the stick along with the contrast of the coarse stitching of the leather and the smooth metal only stimulated the sensitive nerves lining her cunt walls, feeling every inch as it slipped deeper. Once fully embedded, she started to ride that opprobrious substitute phallus, slowly at first but gradually working up a steady rhythm. Her eyes remained fully focused on her son’s face as he encouraged her with his ever-degrading comments, comments that only fired the besotted woman’s sexual hunger.Embarrassment giving way to lust, Alice plunged down harder and faster with each passing minute as her impending orgasm approached… until, she let out a blood curdling scream, having once again one of the biggest climaxes in her 43 years, performing such an obscene act in front of her masturbating son. She could not believe, still impaled on the gear shift lever, she threw herself forward to catch the ejaculating semen as it erupted from the teens thick cock. The sudden ping of an incoming message on her son’s phone disrupted her thoughts. She quickly glanced at her husband who was totally focused on the football game on the TV before turning her attention to her son who was already rising from his chair. That was Colin mum… can you run me quickly to his house… wants me to drop off my physics notes… he missed the lesson on vibration. Ross grinned as he turned the slider he held in his hand. “Ohh…” Alice let out a slight squeal when she felt the bullet deep in her pussy vibrated considerably faster. The surprised mother shot off the chair in an attempt to mask the sudden spasm of her cunt muscles. She tried to control her voice as she quickly agreed to her son’s request and her husband’s approval. Not that he cared, the programme was only half way through so he certainly had no intention of running his son to drop of the notes. ========================== Alice was full of questions, which were simply brushed aside as she quickly raced after her son as they walked back towards the house having parked the car almost as soon as they had left the drive. Her curiosity only arose more when they crossed the road and moved towards the parked dark BMW parked right opposite her house. “What the fuck?” “Shut up weed…” Susie’s voice was full of control, as she spoke harshly to her boyfriend, when Ross opened the rear passenger door and push an equally stunned mother in the back seat before clambering in after her. “Susie ???” Alice’s eyes flicked between her daughter and her son’s face waiting for an explanation. “See you have him trained” Ross spoke directly to his sister ignoring the enquiring looks of the other two. “He had no choice, if he wants to continue to get his head between my legs…”Susie laughed. “In fact… I think he gets off on being a cuck” The astonished man just stared directly at his girlfriend’s face as she continued to verbally debase him emphasising his lack of sexual prowess. Jason’s cock grew the more he was belittled as the hornier it got him. He always denied his submissive nature when sex reared in his early teens… but he certainly got more satisfaction reading and looking at websites that dealt with cuckold and submissive men. In the last week or so the gorgeous girl he was dating started to openly encourage his kink and she became much more controlling and Mistress like, he could not have wished for anything better. “So… has he got you off then?” Ross smiled at his sister “Mmmmm… more than once… can’t complain about his tongue technique…wish I could say the same about his pathetic dick” Susie laughed. “Susan Gorman…” Alice was shocked to hear her daughter’s flippant remarks Ross and Susie decided to ignore the two by their sides and talk as if they were not even present. “Where the fuck were you anyway… I was expecting you up at the hills?”“Fuck… we went there but couldn’t find you… but still… were here now. Did you let him get his nuts off? “No… not yet… you told me not to let him”The jaws of the two silent occupants dropped in shock, total disbelief that they openly discussed Susie’s date in such a manner. Ross’s smile turned to a grin “Good. What do you reckon… should we let him?” Susie was not sure what her brother was intending, surely he was not going to make her perform some sex act with her boyfriend. Not in front of her mother and brother… not in the plain view of everyone, just outside her house. The thought of being so brazenly naughty had her cunt pulsating at the very idea. She looked at the wimp of a boyfriend, she had teased him all night, tried every trick in the book to tease and arouse him up in the Carman Hills. She wanked his pathetic 5” dick to keep him on the brink but squeezed his impressive huge balls rather painfully every time she thought she excited him a little too much. The mean girlfriend did not want him to spurt his seed.Ross had given her strict instructions. There was no such request for her not to cum, and she made sure he brought her off on numerous times with his tongue, god she even bent over the back seat with her ass in the air and made him rim her little brown hole while she brought herself off with her fingers. She did feel sorry for him and he did deserve to be rewarded, but here, now??? Ross could see the dilemma his sister was going through, he was sorely tempted to get her to satisfy the man next to her, but he had formulated a different ending to the evening for them both.============================= Alice Gorman lay under the covers on her bed, her fingers slowly teasing her hard and sensitive clit as it poked out from the crinkled pink sheath. she could not believe what she had done in the car, what she rather nervously was waiting to do, if she had the courage to go through with it, and worse still what Ross was insisting she do tomorrow afternoon, although she was still hoping she could talk some sense into that evil, sexy son. She nipped her nub between finger and thumb, twisting it slightly, god she was even starting to enjoy a little sexual pain. Alice only raised a token objection when Ross spoke softly but with that confident air to his voice to strip naked. She shivered when she recalled the words directed at her.“Ok… I think it would be unfair if your boyfriend doesn’t have at least one cum. Usually my sluts are naked when they suck cock… lose the shirt and skirt… Alice…” He purposely called her by her name and not mother. All three occupants of the car reacted in surprise at the words Ross had spoken… it was certainly unexpected.“Ross… you… you want me to… to su…”“Fuck yes Ross… let’s watch the slut suck this pathetic weeds dick” Susie was all for watching her mother fellate her boyfriend.There was a total look of disbelief on Jason’s face when after a brief delay and muted discussion, Alice started to remove her clothes. The bewildered man brain started to buzz with questions… how did Susie know this boy?… Up in the hills he had a gorgeous French woman doing as he ordered… now this attractive if slightly older woman was obeying his every command… and Susie… what hold did he have on her to make her so compliant? Was Susie two timing him with this… this boy? With Alice naked, she waited patiently for Ross to give her his next instruction. She knew she had to suck of Susie’s boyfriend’s cock and was starting to enjoy the public exhibitionism… and she did have a reputation… so to do such an act right outside her own house… Alice was at least grateful that the street was in semi darkness especially since the street light above where they were parked was out completely, and had been for the past few days. She was now glad that she had not reported it as she had intended to earlier on in the week. Ross got out of the car and opened the driver’s side and told Jason to get out and get in the back, the full reality of what was about to happen dawned on them all… Jason was still trying to get to terms with what was happening. Once the driver’s seat was vacant, Ross jumped in behind the wheel.Alice’s pleading expression remained on her face until she accepted Ross was not going to change his mind, she was going to suck a stranger’s cock… defeated she reached into the gawping man’s pants and pulled out his cock. Susie was right, it was small, she could understand why Susie would get more satisfaction from him going down on her. With one final glance at her son she lowered her head and took the dick in her mouth. “Ok Susie… get those tits out and start sucking”“Wha… what the fuck… I want to watch mu… Alice blow the weed”“Fucking do it… there will be other opportunities”“Fuck… fuck…” Susie pulled her tee shirt over her head… her bra. in her handbag where she had put it, not bothering to put it back on after her visit to the Carman Hills… lowered her head to her brother’s cock… already poking out of his jeans… proud and erect.Susan could hear the slurping obscene sucking that was going on in the back of the car, and of course the foul language that always accompanied her son when he was sexually aroused. Jason started to enjoy the older woman’s mouth wrapped around his dick and slowly started to fuck back. Listening to the boy in front of him… whose cock was being sucked by the girl he thought was his girlfriend… placed his hands gingerly on the hanging tits of the woman who was giving him so much pleasure giving them a gentle squeeze. The words from the young teen echoing in his ears did as he was told… started to maul the pendulous flesh of his fellatrix.Jason looked at his girlfriend as her head bounced on the boy’s cock, envious of its size but somewhat strangely aroused that his girlfriend was enjoying such a fine specimen of man flesh. Suddenly overpowered by his lust, Jason was unable to control his speedy ejaculation…and although embarrassed, his sexual pleasure doubled as Ross hurled insult after insult at his lack of stamina. Ross did not restrict his abuse solely at him but also at his sister, berated her at her choice of mate she was dating. Ross pulled his sister’s head off his cock, he did not want to cum in her mouth, he had other plans for his cream that night.============================= The two women started to get dressed while Ross started to bombard his sister with embarrassing questions, such as how often Jason and her have oral sex, vaginal and anal. What perversions did they engage in and ridiculed them both on how ‘vanilla’ their lives were. His sister certainly got more than Jason in the sex satisfaction, she got her cunt licked at least once usually twice every date, Jason was lucky if he got his dick sucked every three or four dates, and as for getting a fuck, well Susie just refuses because she can’t feel his cock when he does fuck her, or that’s what the reason she belittles her boyfriend with every time he asks. As for anal sex, no chance. “Are you shagging tomorrow?” “No… no… we can’t…” Susie hesitated.“Why… you usually go out on a Sunday… don’t you…to Carman Hill?” “I… I have… I’m expecting my period”“Ohh?” Ross smiled when he heard a sigh of disappointment from Jason Alice just sat there waiting for Ross to stop the grilling his sister, she was even squirming at some of the questions he was asking, she just want to leave the car before he started questioning her. Finally… Ross stopped speaking and sat there as if he were mulling something over in his mind. “Let’s go then… give Jason a good night kiss… after all you have just been on a date…” Ross grinned as he directed his instruction to his mother. “Ohh… and a proper kiss… I want to see your tongues down each other’s throat”. Alice gave her son a glare but did as she was asked, and leant into Jason for the kiss. “Jason… for fuck sake… grab a hold of her tits and squeeze the fuckers… she’s just gobbled you for fuck sake” Jason did not break from the kiss but his eyes squinted to look at Ross, his hand nether the less rose and grasped the mature woman’s breasts. Ross smiled when he saw his mother’s hand drop down to fondle ‘her date’s’ genitals, she did not wait for the instruction that she knew was sure to come. Susie was still trying to fathom what exactly was going on here, she was aroused, her cunt needed attention, and she was sorely tempted to masturbate their and then but resisted not wishing to give her brother any further encouragement to abuse her. “Ok… that’s enough… let’s go…” The kissing couple broke their embrace. “Are you still going out tomorrow with the wuss… Susie?” “Ye… yes, suppose so…” “You get him to kiss you when you are on the rag?” “Noooo… that’s gross…”“So what you gonna do?” “Probably just go bowling… and then maybe if I’m in the mood I’ll give the …” she hesitated momentarily… “the wuss a hand job or maybe a blow”. “What time he picking you up?” “2:00”“Take this slut with you tomorrow… make sure she is naked… and all three of her holes are treated to his tongue or cock. Whenever you are on your monthlies… she stands in for you, don’t want to lose this ‘boyfriend’ of yours. You would like that… wouldn’t you Jason… the use of your girlfriend’s MOTHER once a month? There were three gasps of astonishment. Alice had to stop touching her clit when she heard the bed room door open. Was she excited about being her own daughters sex substitute, her cunt certainly reacted as though she did, but that thought had Bayan Escort to be put aside, she had other things on her mind now. ============================= Susie stood staring out across the road. Her room was in darkness except for the desk lamp aimed directly at her. The soft glare of the bulb only high-lighted her naked form, anyone that cared to look up into her room would see her beautiful breasts restrained in a leather bra harness, the shoulder straps linked to an inch wide band wrapped around her neck giving no illusion that she was owned. Her wrists and elbows were tied behind her back with leather straps that thrust her breasts even more forward. A small metal o-ring gag wrapped in leather secured tightly in her mouth by two sturdy leather straps linked with two chains that were connected to a pair of adjustable nipple clamps that tantalisingly pulled on her erect and sensitive nipples. The clock ticked slowly as her cunt throbbed and ached to be touched, restrained as she was, a simple act she could not do or enjoy, her punishment for initially objecting too much down in the car in front of her boyfriend. Her excuse for objected was because she did not fully what her brother was intending. The ‘punishment’ of her having submit to even more humiliation by standing so submissively attired, clearly visible to any that cared to look up had the opposite effect, she loved the thought of people seeing her, she was truly an exhibitionist. =============================== Ross was in his room looking to see what action he may have missed while he was outside in Jason’s car, he was delighted to see that the two girls went back down with the pretense of saying good night to his father. As Ross looked at the recording he was not sure if his horny forty eight year old father had caught a glimpse of the girl’s budding tits earlier, as they lay on the carpet watching TV, but he had no doubt that he had seen the full beauty of the them now as they leant over at the waist clearly giving him a full view down their loose baby dolls. Vicky was to go as far as kissing him on his lips whereas Cathy gave him a kiss on the cheek. Ross had called in to the girl’s room on his way to his own and with just a few softly spoken words had instructed Vicky to come to his bed when he sent her a text, clearly indicating that she was to spend the night with him. As they sat on the bed he tossed a silver stick with five graduated rings increasing in size from the tip… starting at an half inch going up to 1.75 inches diameter.. Both girls gasped on reading the lettering on the package.‘Heavy Metal Beaded ANAL Wand’ =============================== Bill’s cock was still aching from the thoughts of those two young girls and how they aroused him by their blatant sexual taunts He was hoping his wife would be asleep so he could have a wank in the bathroom before he went to bed, but his wife, still awake insisted that he didn’t take a shower and just to come to bed.“Well I have been a little randy of late and I can’t remember the last time we did anything…”Alice lay dressed in her nightie, with the covers thrown down exposing her husband’s naked semi-rigid cock as it poked up through the hole in his pjs, her head resting on his chest, unable to look him directly in the face. her hand gently grasping his dick.“But… are you sure… what sort of roleplay?”“Well… I don’t know… but… I couldn’t help but notice Cathy and her friend… they didn’t hide much… did that turn you on?”Bill looked at his wife… did she suspect… know?“Ummm… well…”“It’s okay honey… I know… just follow me and if you don’t like where it’s going… or I find it a little too uncomfortable… we’ll stop… okay?”“Okay…” Bill was not too sure still.Alice took a deep breath and started the scenario that her son had wanted her to perform.“No… don’t… just let your little girl play with daddy’s dick” Alice spoke softly as her husband made a motion to start to play with her erect nipples. “Fine by me” He was not expecting this, he let out a low moan as his wife stroked his cock to full erection. “Daddy’s little angel would be able to play with your dick if you would take your pjs off” “What… okay… if you really want me too”. Bill was extremely excited. He quickly got out of bed and threw his bottomd on the floor by the bed.Early on… after they were just married, he wanted to do a little role play but his wife just said that was perverse, so he never mentioned his kink up again. Mind you… it was not this kind of roleplay he had on his mind then.“Noooo…” Alice held her husband’s wrist as he once again made a motion to touch her breasts, “Please daddy… you shouldn’t touch them… mummy won’t like it, and don’t tell her I am touching your cock”Bill just shrugged and lay his arms by his side once more. He was taken aback by his wife’s use of the word cock, for he had never in all the years he had known her used anything other than pet names for their genitals, but he was starting to like this game. Alice threw aside the covers that partially covered her, resting her head back down on her husbands chest… only this time a few inches lower… she could smell his spent cum that he had not had a chance to wash off. She tightened the grip on the fully erect penis and slowly started to stroke it.Alice was unaware that every piece of action on that bed was being watched and recorded by her son, she didn’t have to do any of what she was doing, she could have lied to her son saying she followed his instructions to the letter, but for some reason she wanted to do it, her son had told her to.“Does Daddy like this?” “Mmmmm… you bet honey… it’s been a long time as you said” Once again his hand was stopped from touching his wife’s breasts.“Don’t call me honey… want me to be Susie… or Cathy?”“Wha… what… you serious”“We either do this roleplay thing properly… or not at all. If I am pretending you are daddy… I expect you to call me either Susie or Cathy”“Umm… okay… which one do you want to be?”“For fuck sake Bill. Cathy… call me Cathy since she wants to walk about teasing her brother… and you”Again the shocked husband could not believe the words his wife spoke… but his cock certainly reacted to them… and that she was going to pretend to be his youngest daughter. He wanted to his wife to be her in the fantasy… but thought she might think him being too perverted wanting someone so young.“What you thinking daddy…” “Ummm… nothing…” how could Bill say to his wife he was wishing it were his daughter’s hand on his cock? “You must be thinking something… you are as hard as nails…”“Just thinking of you… and what you are doing…” “Liar…” Alice bit her lower lip, knowing what she was about to say next was the vital question.Bill just laughed.“You are thinking of your daughter and her hot little body, aren’t you?” “You what? … Noooo…” bill gulped.Alice jerked her hand off her husband’s cock and sat up in bed“For fuck sake… I am going to stop unless you start playing with me. Of course I’m not fucking Cathy… but you wanted to roleplay… so fucking play.”Bill lay there speechless“Not for one minute do I imagine you are really wanting to do these things to Cath… but I do expect you to fantasise along with me. I am your fucking daughter for the next half an hour… so let your fucking imagination run free… understand?“Okay… you sure about this?”“How many fucking times… YES… fuck… next time you can pretend to be Ross and you can fuck his fucking mother… but if you carry on like this… there wont be a first time… never mind a next fucking time”Bill nodded“Ok.. lets try again before I go and really sleep with Ross”Bill gulped.“So. What you thinking daddy?”“I… I’m thinking of Cat… your little pussy sweetheart”“”oh… naughty daddy… bet you are also thinking of my friend Vicky… thinking of her cute bare pussy”“Uhhh… ye… yes”Alice was becoming annoyed at her husband… either he was not into this roleplay or had no imagination.“Let’s try something different Bill… ok?”Bill didn’t know what he had done wrong this time…“Ok… what?”“Let’s pretend that when you were sitting watching TV you saw more than you should have when we were watching.”Bill gulped… did his wife know?“O… Okay”Alice started to masturbate her husband once more…“You know dear… we should tell those two girls to dress properly… we can they might as well not wear anything”Bill did not want to blow it this time. He knew that he had to be rude in his replies“Oh.. I think they dress just fine”“What… you like to see their titties… their nipples poking through… their bottoms?”“I don’t want to see them… but I am not going to look the other way”“What… you like looking at little girl’s bottoms… and vaginas?”“We… we still just roleplaying… right?”“For fuck sake Bill”“Ok… ok… sorry. Yes… I like to look”“You have seen them… haven’t you. You know they don’t wear panties”This was a little too close to the truth for bill… but the hand on his cock was still stroking it… and he could feel her breath on the head“Yes… I couldn’t help it… they hardly… hardly wear panties anymore… and… they are young so probably… don’t… don’t realise they are showing their… bottoms”Alice started to enjoy her husband squirm to their roleplay, she even got a twinge in her own cunt.“You get an erection looking at those little sluts hairless CUNTS?”“I… I…” Bill was lost for words, what had gotten into his wife, she had never spoken like this before, but her hand on his cock sure felt a lot better than his own did a couple of hours ago. He could not tell if his wife was getting angry and was about to rip his cock off for looking at the two teens, a slight concern raced through him. Alice had detected the concern… knowing that he had actually seen their pussies so his concern was real“It’s ok dear… I am not mad… she has got a gorgeous pussy… I know you have seen it… and seen both of the girls”“You… you know?”“Of course I do… they haven’t tried to hide it… have they”“You… you have seen Cathy’s cun… erm… pussy?” Bill was a little unsure if he should use the word himself. “You can say cunt… say it…”“You saw Cathy’s cunt?” “Same time I saw you looking at both those girls’ cunts… and I saw the erection you had in your jeans…” “When?” “Ohh… come on Bill… you were so wrapped up in looking at those pretty little quims you didn’t notice me as I passed by on the way to the kitchen… now admit it… you are thinking of Vicky’s cunt right now… aren’t you?”Alice was vigourously masturbating her husband’s cock now. “Ye… yes…” Bill swallowed “And your daughter’s?” “Yes.”“Yes what? … I want you to say what you are thinking of…”“I… I am thinking of Vicky and… and Cathy’s cunts…”Bill was still unsure what was happening, first his daughter and her friend put on an exhibition and now his wife who is wanking his cock for the first time in god knows when, talking about what he had seen.“You want to fuck them don’t you… slide your big cock into their tight pussies?” “Yes…” Cathy gave the cock she was holding a mighty yank, “Tell me…” Bill stifled a silent scream, “Yesss… I want to fuck their virgin cunts…” Alice let out a slight laugh,“Virgins… you think any 14 year old girl is still a virgin these days?” “You mean they are not?” Alice laughed again but did not answer.“You want them to suck your cock?” Alice suddenly lowered her head and licked the glistening cock, licking off the precum that was coating the tip. Bill breathed in holding his belly in as he felt for the first time since he was married a tongue lick his cock, he let out a low moan of appreciation.“You like that don’t you? You wish it were your daughter’s hand and mouth on your cock… tell me…” Alice dropped her head and engulfed her husband’s cock. She could smell and taste spent semen on his cock… she inwardly smiled knowing that the dirty old bugger had wanked earlier, probably thinking about his young daughter. Bill was totally confused, what had gotten into his wife, whatever it was he liked it, he thinks, His hand went to caress his wife’s hair as her head bobbed up and down on his shaft.Alice raised her head off the swollen cock, “Noooo don’t touch… I told you not to touch your little girl, just lie there, and you haven’t answered me…”Alice waited for a moment, looking directly at the cock now coated with her own saliva, she wish he had forced her to suck his cock earlier on in their life, she maybe not have lost her libido and been more than satisfied with the sex between husband and wife, and not, not as it is now, mother and son. Bill knew what he wanted, that mouth back on his cock, and he knew that in order to get it back on he would have to talk, and talk dirty, and about his own daughter!!! Could his wife be also turned on by looking at those two bare pussies??? “Yes… I wish it were Cathy’s hand and mouth on my cock…” “And?” Alice lowered her head and once more started to give her husband his first blow job since they were married. “And… and I want to get her naked… laid flat on the bed… her legs spread wide… and I want to kiss that tight little slut’s slit…” Bill paused, should he have called her that, he thought his wife had, but he was confused.“Yes… she is a slut, a brazen hussy…” Alice stopped momentary to encourage her husband to use whatever language he wanted, her own cunt was starting to react to the situation that her son had forced her into, god knows why she loves him so much, to make her do these naughty disgusting acts, but he has made her feel like a woman should feel, ALIVE!“Yes… yes… I want to kiss that little sluts cunt… taste her virgin juice before I plough that tight orifice apart with my cock… fuck her… fuck her hard…” Bill could feel his imminent climax approaching.So could Alice. She squeezed the base of his cock hard and removed her mouth from the hard flesh.“You won’t tell mummy if I let you touch my cunt?” Alice reverted back into role-play mode. “No… no… I won’t tell mummy sweetheart…” “Call me Cathy… I want you to call me by your daughter’s name.”Bill smiled, “No… I won tell mummy if you let me touch your cunt… Cathy”Alice shifted her position slightly making her pussy available to be touched. She shivered when she felt her husband’s hand on her upper thigh slipping under her nightie towards her wet sex. “Godddd, you are as smooth… when… as smooth as…”“As Cathy’s arse… Now do what you said you were going to do to that slut of a daughter of yours…” Alice lay down spreading her legs wide… “Lick my cunt daddy…”================================ Vicky jumped when she heard her phone ping, she smiled nervously at her friend who lay naked on the bed totally satisfied with her having spent all evening between Cathy’s legs licking her to orgasm after orgasm. “See you in the morning… Wish me luck.”Comments can be made here or if preferred to [email protected] (note the two NN in nastymann)

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