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All characters within this story are purely fictional. All above the ages of 18.

I awoke from my slumber feeling refreshed and satisfied. Mostly from having a muscular stud as my pillow. I scanned my surroundings before my eyes landed on the beautiful man in front of me. His flawless face never fails to put a boner on me.

The opportunity to have him as my boy toy has done me wonders. Ever since I found that genie back on the beach, the first wish I made was to fuck this fine piece of muscle. And boy was it the best thing to happen to me yet.

Since the universe allowed me to do whatever I want, I was going to abuse the hell out of it.

I focused my eyes back on the naked man in front of me. Staring at him in all his glory while he slept gave me the urge to do more things with him.

A sudden jolt from my lower regions reminded me of what was inside. Luke’s cock was still inside me from after we had sex. I told him I wanted to feel him for as long as I could and he didn’t deny my request. His pulsating rod was still fully erect inside of me keeping in all the cum from our earlier sex.

I resisted the urge to start pushing my ass down to his shaft. I carefully inspected his body one more time before licking from his neck up to his lip and giving it a little peck. It was hard enough to not wake him up after feeling his still solid cock in me before I tasted him once more.

I got out of the bed, slowly slipping out his manhood as I was savoring the feeling. I felt a little bit more empty after. I got out of my room naked not bothering to put on any clothes. I grabbed the lamp that was quietly sitting on my sofa before heading to the shower to clean myself up.

Once I got into the bathroom, I placed the lamp on the counter and headed into the shower.

“Genie.” I called out.

Immediately, the same shirtless beefcake of a genie appeared in the room.

“Master.” he said with obedience bowing his head not daring to look at me.

My eyes slowly inspected his body from top to bottom, not missing a single detail. His body was just as beefy as Luke if not even bigger. But his muscles on the other hand were more defined and compact which gave him an up against Luke.

“Briefly explain to me the limits of my wishes.”

“Of course Master. As I have said earlier the amount of wishes you can make is unlimited. The only true limits you have are immortality, invincibility and to create another universe.”

“Any wish other than those is possible.”

“So if I wished for everlasting life and youth will that be allowed?”, I asked him.

The genie answered, “If that is your wish.”

“Then so be it.”

The genie nodded and lifted his hand before snapping his fingers. A burst of light appeared as quickly as it disappeared.

I carefully checked my body feeling no changes at all. I looked at myself in the mirror in front of me noticing subtle differences about myself. My skin was smoother than before and was shinier and the discoloration that I’d been begging to get rid of finally disappeared.

“Is that all?”

“Yes, Master. You have been imbued with endless vitality and life force which has cleansed your body, purging all impurities and defects.”

“Nice.”

“Since I can get whatever I want then I’ll do just that.”, I turned to the genie, “What’s your name?”

“I have no name Master. If you wish, you may give me one.”, the genie respectfully said.

“Then your name will be August, after the month.” I smiled at my originality.

“I am honoured, Master.”

“Then August, my wish is that you are forbidden from wearing any clothes unless I say so.”

“As you wish Master.”

Once more, August promptly lifted his fingers and snapped them. In an instant, the pants that covered his lower regions disappeared revealing his long erect member.

“Damn you’re big!”

With only a glance, I could tell his cock was bigger than Luke’s. I would say that it was 2-3 inches longer than him. Just imagining that huge monster going inside me it would probably tear me in half. I was tempted to reach out and start stroking him but I was afraid of the consequences of doing it to a genie.

August seemed to notice me staring intently at his dick.

“Would you like me to pleasure you, Master?”, he asked.

I was contemplating whether or not I wanted to take him in here in the shower. And after a moment of thinking, I gave him a reply.

“No, not yet. If I take you now, you’ll rip me apart. I’m gonna get some practice first.”, I said.

“As you wish Master.”

“But that doesn’t mean you can’t help me out.”

“What would you like me to do, Master?”

“I still have some of Luke’s cum inside me and I need some help taking out.” As much I wanted to keep it inside of me, I don’t think it would be very sanitary.

August understood my intentions and directly entered the shower with me. He stared at me intently that I started to feel hot inside and my blood rushed down to my dick. His muscular body was not inferior to Luke’s and was even more heavily built Anadolu Yakası Escort and lean. The tension in his pecs and the clearly defined abs made me want to reach out and feel them all day.

He slowly crept up from behind me made me slowly pressed onto the wall of the shower. My slender back was now touching his hot abdomen. His dick was coincidentally rubbing up between the crevice of my ass cheeks.

I could feel his hand slowly making its way down my ass from my back. Once his fingers went down the gap, he immediately plunged through my hole.

“Ahhh.”

I moaned in reaction.

The wiggling fingers softly rubbed the flesh inside my ass. It was only for a moment before that feeling disappeared.

“What?”

I was just about to turn to August before I saw a thick white liquid on two fingers.

“You wished for me to remove Luke’s cum from your ass right Master?”, he asked.

Seeing his gaze on my eyes made me blush a bit and I turned away from him.

I only nodded before I grabbed his hand and led the two fingers toward my mouth. I took in the two fingers as I swirled my tongue around his fingers trying to taste every inch of it.

This was the first time I was tasting cum other than the precum that was leaking when I was blowing Luke off.

I took in as much of his fingers as I could. I wanted to taste all of him at this moment but I could only be satisfied with his fingers.

It was only for a few seconds that I was licking his fingers like a lollipop before I felt another set of fingers penetrating my ass.

I moaned for just a moment before continuing to taste the fingers in my mouth.

All of a sudden I felt a tingly feeling in my lower body. I turned behind me and realized that August had three fingers inside me. I could feel his middle finger rubbing up against my prostate which gave me waves of ecstasy.

“Stop using your fingers.”

“Are you displeased, Master?”

“No, I want you to use your tongue.”

“As you command, Master.”

He obeyed me and took out his fingers. I let go of his fingers in my mouth. He knelt behind me and promptly spread my ass cheeks apart. He was staring intently at my hole before pushing his tongue in.

His wet tongue explored my ass like an adventurer in an adventure. I don’t even think Luke could rim my ass as good as the way August was doing right now.

“I wish your tongue was twice as long.”

With a snap of his fingers, the snake-like tongue in my anus grew twice its length, and immediately I felt the reach of his tongue further into me. The way it kept on slithering against the flesh of my body made me wreathe in pleasure.

“Fuck yeah! Keep on doing it like that. Jack me off while you rim my ass.”

With no hesitation, August reached out for my cock and began stroking me. His touches were soft and gentle but very erotic as well.

I’m pretty sure it was his first time touching a man’s cock before maybe I’m wrong and he’s had other masters before but I didn’t care about that at the moment. The experience of being attacked in two places at once was wondrous. His slithery tongue was most likely covered in whatever was left of Luke’s juices.

He added a slight pressure to the head of my cock which made me arch my back more. When my back arched, his tongue delved deeper into me.

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. I’m gonna cum!”

After I spoke, gushes of thick sticky semen ejected out of my penis landing on the wall.

I became breathless that I couldn’t speak and my knees were threatening to drop right there.

But August seemed to know how I was feeling and helped me keep my balance so that I wouldn’t fall.

I looked at him affectionately. His tongue was still long but I could see traces of white liquid here and there, they were probably Luke’s cum. I wrapped my hands above his wide shoulders and around his head pulling his face close to mine.

I smashed my lips to his and devoured his tongue. The sensation of a tongue dancing around in my mouth that was much longer than mine was new and exciting. Muffled sounds came out from me when I suddenly felt a snake of a tongue making its way down my throat. I held him closer to me as our bodies became infinitely closer to each other. He grabbed me by the ass which aroused me further.

His big hands feeling up my buns got me all excited that I got hard all over again.

“Okay, that’s enough. If I don’t stop now, I won’t be able to hold myself back.”, I said.

“Yes, Master.”

The lingering taste in my mouth was a mixture of August’s saliva, and Luke’s seed, truly a wonderful combination.

After he left, I took a shower reminiscing the sensation of being rimmed. It only took me a couple of minutes to finish up but then again I could have just wished to get cleaned by August. Then it would have been done in less than a second, I’ll just do that another time.

I dried myself and headed back into my room. It was a very pleasing sight to my eyes seeing a tasty meal in all his glory sleeping so soundly on my bed.

Luke Kurtköy Escort still had his eyes closed and sleeping peacefully naked with his arms spread to the side where I slept. His dick was half-flaccid and half-erect, he must be having a wonderful dream.

His manly body was slowly moving in and out from his breathing which caught my eye. My eyes traced his body carefully as I took in every inch of him. His broad chest, tanned skin, sculpted six pack-abs, bulging biceps, the prominent veins on his arms only made them seem bulkier. All of it was

I’ve only had sex with him once and I wasn’t going to be letting go of him any time soon. Soon he won’t be the only guy under my command.

I walked up to the sleeping stud and sat on the edge of the bed. His peaceful figure was tempting to touch and of course, I wouldn’t hesitate to feel him.

I placed my hand on his pec, feeling the strong muscles that were inside. His breathing slightly hastened when he felt my touch. A satisfied expression was plastered on my face when I saw his face. I could tell he was dreaming of something dirty because after I touched his pec, I saw his bulge get bigger.

“I wonder what kind of things are going through your head right now?”

I decided to take it another step further and pinched his nipple. His little buds were beginning to get erect from my touches that I just didn’t want to leave alone the other one.

Now I had both his nipples between my fingers and the groans that he made from my touches. He shifted from time to time before he extended his arm to his crotch. He rubbed his bulge in a stroking manner as he began to unconsciously masturbate.

“Orion babe. Keep touching me like that. I love it when you feel me up like this.”

I see that the wish was still in effect from the way he was talking. Now I had a clear image of what was happening in his dream.

I decided to make use of this opportunity. While he was pumping his cock, I ran my tongue down his chest and towards his abs. As of now with the addition of my tongue, his nipples being played with, and his dick being stroked by him, he started to leak precum at his tip. Taking this chance, I swatted his hand away from his cock and replaced it with my mouth. And just like a couple of hours ago, his cock was as long and tasty as ever. The cum leaking only added a bit of a special sauce to my meal.

Surprised by the sudden pain from his hand and newfound feeling, his body was jolted awake and his eyes opened.

“Oh shit! I didn’t know it was you, babe. You were this dirty? You like sucking on my big dick while I’m sleeping?”

“Fuck yeah! Your huge cock taste so fucking good I couldn’t help myself.”, I was slobbering on his dick that I couldn’t speak properly.

“Keep on sucking my fat cock!”

Like I’d give up the chance to taste him again. It’s only been a few hours but I’ve already missed the taste of his cock. There was a lingering taste of my insides on his dick.

One of the best parts of sucking on his dick was seeing the expression he made. At this point, I wasn’t just giving him a blowjob; he was face fucking me. His sensual movements weren’t hard to notice when the head of his dick was reaching the back of my throat.

Since he wanted it all the way in, that’s just what he’ll get.

“Oh fuck!.”

His eyes widened in surprise by the sudden feeling. He looked down to see that I was taking in all of his dick in my mouth. All seven inches of yummy, delicious cock.

“Shit, never thought you could deepthroat my dick. My dick must be pretty fucking good for you to take it all in.”

His words only served to boost his ego but even I was surprised. I didn’t expect to take all of him in without gagging at all. I must be a natural cock sucker.

I went on to sucking his cock occasionally deepthroating too. Every time that I took it all in, Luke would groan loudly and come close to cumming.

“Give me your fucking cum baby. Feed it to me.”, I begged.

“Yeah, you want my cum? You want me to cum in your fucking mouth? Beg for it you little whore. Tell me how much you want my cum down your fucking throat.”

“Please please please give me your fucking cum. I want to swallow all of your semen.”, I pleaded.

“Get that fucking mouth on my cock.”, he commanded.

Not a second later, I went back to putting his cock in my mouth. The swirling of my tongue took in all the precum that was leaking out, not letting a single drop go to waste. I ran my tongue down the slit of his cock and in response.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck! I’m gonna cum!”, he groaned.

I readied my mouth to receive the juices before I felt hot sticky fluids bursting out of his cock and into my mouth. I felt several streams hitting the back of my throat. The taste of his fresh cum was more delicious compared to the cum that was in my ass a while ago.

“That was so hot!”, Luke said in between pants.

He wasn’t sweaty like before but I could smell the strong scent of his musk. So far since I’ve had him, I have yet to Pendik Escort find a single thing to not love about him. His handsome face, toned body, satisfying manhood, and unwavering obedience.

He was like the dream man I’d never dreamt of. I could have him for every hour of every day and that was only one man.

I released his cock from my mouth, the sticky cum still in my mouth.

“You look beautiful with my cum inside you babe.”, Luke said with a smirk.

He positioned himself so that his back was on the pillows as he leaned on the frame of the bed. He’s gazing at my face indicated that he wanted me to swallow his cum and I did.

*Gulp

“That was so hot. Was my cum good?”, he asked.

“The best one I’ve had yet.”, I said, smiling at him as I tried to swallow the remaining cum.

A confused expression replaced his formerly happy one.

“What do you mean yet?”

“Before I answer that, I want to ask you a question.”

His confused face was still there but he nodded in response.

“Why did you lie to me?”

“What do you mean?”, his confused expression only deepened.

“When we were having sex earlier, you told me that there wasn’t anybody else besides me. Why did you lie?”, I asked innocently.

“What are you talking about babe? I swear that I never did anything with anyone before you.”, he pleaded with a panicked face.

“There it is again. You can’t keep lying to me, Luke. This relationship of ours can’t have any lies. But you lied to me three times today. The first was when you said I was the only one you’ve ever had. The second was when you said I was the first person to give you head. And the third was just now.”, I was now atop his lap tracing my fingers on his chest.

My calm demeanor only gave him another reason to be nervous.

“You said that I was your first but why did I see you with a girl kissing up to your neck today along with your friends at the beach?”

“You saw that?”, he said in a panicked tone.

“Yeah, I did. I was lucky that I saw you feeling up that girl’s tits and her hand rubbing up on your dick. You wanna know why I’d be lucky?”

He didn’t answer as kept his eyes wide in anxiety.

“Because if I didn’t, I wouldn’t be able to punish you right now. And do you wanna know what that punishment is?”

He shook his head.

I got up close to him and whispered in his ear, “Since you got a pass without my permission, I’ll get a pass too. You’ll get to see those same three friends of yours pound their giant dicks in and out of my hole. And there wouldn’t be anything you can do to stop it.”

“No wait babe! I’m sorry for lying to you! It was an accident! I swear that I won’t do anything to betray you anymore. They probably won’t think about touching cuz they’re straight! They’ve never even looked at a guy like that ever!”

His ocean eyes pleaded for forgiveness. His current demeanor was different from his previous one. Before he always had an air of confidence seemingly untouchable and commanding respect but now he was like a whining dog begging for forgiveness from its owner. It felt good seeing him like cuz it only made me more confident of my control.

“That’s my problem and it won’t be that hard to convince them, I have my ways.” I gave him a knowing smirk. “Now we haven’t decided what your punishment will be for cheating!”

I had about a thousand ideas running through my head.

“How about this, I’ll make you a deal.”

He looked confused, “What deal?”

“We blow each other. We sixty-nine each other until one of us cums. If I cum first, your friends don’t get to fuck me at all and you get off free without any punishment–“

“Deal.” He said with no hesitation.

“Hold your horses big boy. I didn’t even get to say what’ll happen if you lose. If you lose, don’t even think about fucking another bitch in your lifetime. Plus I get to fuck whoever I want and whenever I want. If I’m in a good mood, I might even let you join.”

His expression changed slightly probably the thought of me getting fucked by another guy other than him displeased him. The same air of confidence from before returned, from the look on his face he must be thinking he already won.

He didn’t waste another second further before he pulled my wrist to him and turned my body so he was laying on his back and I was sprayed on top of him on all fours. The entirety of my ass was displayed and I still felt a little shy even after everything that I’d done with this man. I wiggled my tush a little and his eyes followed the little pink hole that he had just penetrated with the fully erect cock near my head.

I shifted my eyes to his cock and I moisturized my lips at the prospect of it entering my mouth again. I had a taste of it earlier and I wanted more. I grabbed his shaft at the base, leading the tip of it towards my lips. My hair dripped down blocking my vision so I brushed it to the side, wrapping it around my ear.

I leaned my head down to the cock head giving it little wet kisses, gradually taking in more with each move. I heard his moans from behind me and I felt my ego boost from his sounds of satisfaction. I was only two or three inches along Luke’s cock before I felt a wet tongue making circles around my balls. He took in one, slurping on it in his mouth before making his way to the other one.

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Several weeks had passed since Alex had convinced Karen to spice up their sex life with some light denial play. Since then, things had fallen back into their usual rut. They had sex a couple times, and it was better than it had been, but things were clearly regressing. Karen might tease Alex before letting him cum, but he always came and things were generally enjoyable, if not as intense as they were. Alex went back to looking at porn three or four times a week and his interest in Karen waned.

One night, as things things were heating up, Karen suddenly stopped. “Close your eyes,” she said playfully, “I want to try something.” Alex, already naked and ready to go, sighed “sure” as Karen put a shirt over his eyes and hopped off the bed. Alex could hear her go over to the closet and start rummaging around in their “box of things,” as they called it.

The jolt of cold steel on his cock woke Alex from his stupor. It was so unexpected that it took Alex a moment to realize what it was. About a year ago, they had ordered a novelty cock cage off eBay. It was ill-fitting and uncomfortable, but it made for a fun few nights before they forgot about it, like all their other sex toys.

“Shhh. Last time was fun, don’t you remember? Let’s do it again.” Karen whispered as she closed the ring around his balls. The cold metal softened Alex’s cock just enough to get the cage on. It didn’t do much to constrain his erections, but was more than enough to prevent him from getting off.

Karen slipped the lock onto the cage and closed it with a small click. “There now,” she said grabbing his constrained package, “let’s have some fun.” She held onto his confined junk as she moved up to kiss him. As her tongue probed his mouth, she kneaded his balls, making Alex moan slightly. Her other hand went to one of his very sensitive nipples and started playing with it. It was too much for Alex and he started gyrating his hips, trying to hump her hand.

Karen pulled back and looked at him with a mocking expression. “Hey now, I thought this was about my pleasure.” She pinched his nipple hard and laid down on the bed, spreading her legs and looking at him expectantly.

Alex wasted no time kissing her and exploring her body with his hands. He caressed her thighs and legs, taking care to avoid her breasts or pussy. He wanted to take his time getting her warmed up. Karen could feel the the cage on her leg as Alex uselessly humped away. The feeling of the cool metal, and knowing what it meant was getting her wetter and wetter.

Karen put a hand on Alex’s head and pushed down gently. Alex took the hint and started kissing his way down body. First her neck, and then all around her tits. He took his time, gently encircling them with kisses before taking turns sucking on one nipple while massaging the other breast.

Karen was getting more and more turned on and started growing impatient. She grabbed a handful of his hair and forced him further down. Karen kept hold of his hair as he started to go down on her, using it to guide him.

As Alex went down on Karen, she pulled his hair harder, which made his cock strain against the cage more. It wasn’t the pain so much as Karen’s taking control, but a little bit of pain was nice. It wasn’t too long before he was gyrating his own hips, unsubtly humping the bed and moaning into Karen’s pussy.

Karen came loudly all over Alex’s face. Alex backed off and gently kissed around her smooth mound as she came. She ran her fingers through his hair as he brought his face up to hers. She could taste her pussy as they kissed.

The kept kissing as they switched positions and Karen got on top. Her hands roamed over Alex’s body, one hand eventually settling on his caged cock. The holes in the side were big enough for her to touch him, and she couldn’t help but giggle when he jumped at her touch.

“Sorry, it’s just that it gets more sensitive when it’s constrained like this,” Alex said, blushing. Karen laughed and told him she liked it. She kissed him one last time and sat up next to him. Alex reclined with his hands behind his head and his metal-encased cock standing at attention.

“So what do you want to do about that?” He smirked.

“Whatever the hell I want,” was the reply. Karen gave his nipple a quick pinch and laughed when his cock twitched in response. She leaned over to suck on one and bit it İstanbul Escort gently, listening to his half-moan, half-whimper. They really were very sensitive all the time. It was fun. As she worked on his nipple, his hips started involuntarily humping the air. She wasn’t even sure he noticed how much he was squirming.

That wasn’t her target though, and went to take the head of the cock cage in her mouth. Alex looked down in anticipation as she slowly engulfed the top of the cage. The memories flooded back of the last time, as Alex realized he couldn’t feel a thing. There was some warmth and wetness from her mouth, but nothing else. He watched as his beautiful wife sucked a cock that might as well not be his!

Karen looked up and smirked with the metal cock in her mouth. She kept at it, knowing that Alex couldn’t feel a thing. He’d get flashes here and here of her tongue or mouth, but all that did was frustrate him more. Eventually he grabbed her head and tried to fuck her face, but it was all useless.

“Awww, that’s right, nothing huh?” She said with a mock pouty face. “Maybe a handjob?” She used her hand to work the cage, and it was a bit better. The cage moved up and down, but it was so poorly made that it started chafing. There was no way Alex could cum like this. Karen saw his discomfort and laughed cruelly.

“What about a fuck? Hmm?” Karen said as she straddled his hips. The cage was a bit bigger than his cock, but she was so wet that she was able to work it partway into her pussy. Alex was still humping futilely, hoping to get something out of it. He cock was starting to ache and he was getting desperate. Karen leaned down and whispered in his ear, letting the cage slip out of her in the process.

“You want to cum?” Alex nodded and kept humping the air where her pussy used to be. “Well, I’m having fun and don’t want it to end. What are you going to do about that?”

“I’ll make you cum again afterwards. Please.”

“I don’t know, as soon as you cum, you lose interest. We both know that.” She nibbled his ear and started grinding her pussy against his cage. “I need to know you’ll still want to keep going. What about tomorrow? Or the day after?”

“I will, I will. I promise. Just let me cum.”

“I think we both know that’s not good enough.” She was still rubbing his cock, picking up speed slowly. “Why don’t we try you not cumming again? Last time worked. I bet you could go a week without this time.” Her breath was hot in his ear.

Alex’s head was spinning with need. Her body was heavy on top of his, and he could feel just the tiniest bit of her pussy rubbing his cock. He could feel her wetness through the cage.

“I’ll do it! I’ll do it! Please, I just want to cum!”

“That’s my boy! Now let’s get this cage off of you.” Karen kissed him on the mouth and pulled the key out of seemingly nowhere. In a moment the cage was off. The blood rushed to Alex’s aching cock now that it was finally free. Alex grabbed Karen by the hips and thrust his cock inside her. He was so frustrated that Karen barely had time to catch her breath before she felt his cock twitch inside her and his cum flood her insides. He kept pumping until he was fully drained inside her and his cum started leaking out.

“I guess that’s to be expected.” She laughed. Alex blushed from embarrassment and mumbled an apology. She laughed and kissed him telling him not to worry. She knew it’d be like that after getting him so worked up. Besides, he’d have a week to think about how to make the next one better.

–

The first couple days were the same as last time, for Alex. It was easiest if he didn’t think about it too hard, so he focused on work and chores around the house. He and Karen spent some time together, but she wasn’t interested on sex either, so it was easy on him.

Wednesday night, Alex couldn’t sleep. He spent a while tossing and turning and normally would’ve gone to look at porn and jerked off. He didn’t want to disappoint Karen, but he also knew she was a deep sleeper. Alex managed to convince himself that he’d go, look at some porn, *not* jerk off, and that he’d be able to sleep easier. Alex wasn’t always the smartest person.

He started looking at the normal stuff, but it wasn’t long until he was looking at some femdom porn. Then, he was looking at a lot of chastity porn. By the time he came Bayan Escort across a video of a woman getting eaten out by a lucky sub wearing a chastity device, he couldn’t stop. He figured that she’d never know, and he really needed to get to sleep, after all. Alex cleaned up the mess and went back to Karen, who was sleeping soundly.

–

The rest of the week was uneventful. Both their jobs kept them busy during the day and exhausted at night. Alex didn’t look at any more porn, and neither of them were interested in sex.

Saturday night rolled around, and it had been a week. Alex was starting to get horny and was really looking forward to that night. Karen, for her part, had also been looking forward to it, dropping subtle, and not so subtle hints that she had something planned for Alex.

After they cleaned up from dinner, Alex gave Karen a longing look. “So … want to spend some time together?” He took her hand and kissed it tenderly. Karen giggled softly, “oh, you’d like that wouldn’t you?” Her hand cupped his face, “lucky for you, I would too.”

They went up to their bedroom and started making out as soon as they reached the bed. Their hands were all over each other and they were barely able to contain themselves as they stripped off their clothes. Karen grabbed Alex’s already-hard cock and looked him in the eyes, “and have you been a good boy?”

“Uh huh,” Alex lied.

“We’ll see about that.” Karen dropped to her knees and took his cock in her mouth. She wasted no time getting him right to the edge of orgasm, using her hand and jerk him off as she gave him head.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god! I haven’t cum in so long, take it easy!” Alex whimpered. Karen let go of his cock, laughing devilishly.

“Awww, poor little Alex. Do you want to cum?” Karen teased.

“Mmm, of course, but not before you do.” Alex regained his composure and helped her stand up, only to push her back on the bed and kissed her deeply. They were both naked and Alex’s cock was pushing against the entrance of Karen’t pussy. He knew better, though, and started moving down her body, stopping at her wonderful, smooth pussy.

Karen was already sopping wet, so Alex wasted no time diving right in. Skipping the usual foreplay, he felt Karen’s hands on the side of his head as we went down on her with wild abandon. It wasn’t long before her hips were bucking and she was screaming out her orgasm. Alex finished with a long kiss, letting Karen taste herself.

“Ahhh, that was just what I needed. I hadn’t had a chance to masturbate all week!” Karen exhaled. She reached over and gently traced a finger along Alex’s still hard cock. “Let’s see what we can do about this guy.”

Karen climbed on top of Alex and slid his cock into her pussy. Alex let out a low moan as it slid in. “A whole week, huh? I wonder how long you can last.” Karen started fucking his cock as his hands went to her hips to help.

“You said you were a good boy. How was it? Did you find it hard to hold off a whole week?” Karen said sweetly as she continued to fuck him. His cock was rock hard inside her and she felt so wonderfully full from it.

“Mmm hmm.” Alex mumbled, his eyes closed simply enjoying the sensation.

Karen stopped. “What was that? Answer me clearly. Alex’s eyes shot open, “yes! yes it was very hard. Please don’t stop!”

Karen started again, slowly. Alex was getting impatient and started moving his hips in tandem. “No problems, then? No sleepless nights wishing you could jerk off?”

“No, it wasn’t so bad. I was looking forward to tonight.” Alex lied as he picked up the pace fucking her. They were so deep in the moment there’s no way she could tell he was lying.

“Good boy,” she said, giving him a kiss. “Then give me a nice good fucking, but let me know before you cum.”

Alex didn’t need any more encouragement. He raised her hips slightly off of his and started pistoning in and out of Karen’s pussy. Karen moaned in his ear, “fuck me fuck me fuck me”. She added her own thrusts, meeting his hips and feeling his pelvis hitting her sensitive clit.

“I’m going to cum soon,” Alex breathed in her ear. Karen stopped Alex and let his cock fall from her. She slid down and took his cock in her hand. “I thought you could cum in my mouth,” she said, “I know you like it. She said as she reached down to his slick cock. Eskort She took his cock in her mouth and started bobbing up and down. Alex could immediately feel his orgasm brewing. She took as much of him as she could into her mouth and relished the taste of her juices mixed with the taste of his cock.

“Ahhh, I’m going to cum!” Alex yelled. Karen could feel his eruption coming, but as soon as Alex reached the point of no return she took her mouth off and stopped touching his cock entirely. Alex’s face was a mixture of surprise and horror as he realized what was happening. He couldn’t stop his cock from dribbling out a stream of cum, his orgasm completely and utterly ruined.

Alex’s mind exploded with the sudden reversal. “Ah!! What the fuck?” He said, bewildered. His cock was rapidly softening, but he had gotten no relief from the half orgasm. He was still horny and reached down to try to get himself hard again.

Karen watched the whole thing while maniacally laughing. “Tisk tisk, lying is a very bad habit, Alex. I know you jerked off.” Alex’s expression fell as Karen continued. “I told you I had a surprise for you tonight, didn’t I?”

“But, but, but” Alex stammered.

“If I can’t trust you, why do you think you should get to cum? We made a deal and you cheated. How can I trust you?”

“I … I … I’ll do better next time, I promise!”

“Oh, you will. There’s one more surprise. Go look in your top dresser drawer.”

Alex walked over and opened the drawer. Inside was a small black box. He took it out and turned it over in his hands, but there were no markings to say what was inside. Still naked, his flaccid cock hanging sadly, Alex opening the box and saw a bright pink … something.

It took Alex a moment to recognize it. He had seen many similar devices on Wednesday night, after all. He reached in and took out the chastity device and looked at Karen. “Seriously?”

“Seriously. You can’t be trusted. I had ordered this a couple weeks ago, sure, but let’s say I had a hunch this might happen.” Karen gave Alex a winning smile. She took it from his hands and sized it up next to his cock. “I think I got the size right. You’re more of a grower than a shower, so we’ll have to see how it fits.” She looked down again and grabbed a tuft of his pubic hair. “This clashes with the pink though. Don’t you think?”

“Seriously?”

“Sure! It’s been ages since you shaved, but it’s not like you’ve never done it before. Go take a shower and get nice and smooth, then we can try it on!”

Alex wasn’t sure what to do. On the one hand, this was an incredible turn-on. He was still horny from not cumming, and to part of his brain it sounded like a great idea. He couldn’t wear the old cage under his clothes, and Karen had gone through the trouble of getting a new one. On the other hand, what if someone noticed! The idea of wearing this all the time was intimidating. Neither of them were into exhibitionism.

Karen could see the indecision written on Alex’s face. “Come on, it’ll be fun.” She kissed him on the cheek and gave him a tender hug. “It’s been fun so far, and I think you know you want to. I’ve seen the porn you look at, and I look at all the same stuff.” She kissed him lightly on the cheek. That was all Alex needed.

It took a little while to get rid of all the hair, but eventually Alex came out, perfectly smooth. Karen took one look at him and smiled. “Well, that’s been a while, but it’s always so nice to see.” She walked over and pinched one of his nipples. “Let’s see how it fits!”

Alex sat down and tried to put the cage on, but his cock kept getting hard. Karen’s curious stare wasn’t helping. “Oh, haha! I guess the little guy doesn’t want to go in his cage.” Karen laughed. She grabbed Alex’s cock and gave it a few quick pumps. “There’s no way you’re cumming, cheater. I guess I could let you have another little halfsie if you want. Just to get the cage on.”

Alex shied away from this. “No, no, I’ll go in the other room and wait a few minutes.” Alex retreated to the study and thought about other things for a few minutes. Every time he tried to put the cage on, his cock would start getting hard again. Eventually, though, his perseverance was rewarded and he got the cage on. Karen had gotten the size right after all.

Alex walked back into the bedroom, still completely naked except for the bright pink chastity device hanging from his freshly shaven genitals.

“Oh! That’s so cute!” Karen gushed. “Now we can have some real fun.” Karen spread her legs and beckoned him over for one last orgasm before they turned in for the night.

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With my life drawing to a close, I want to make a confession. A long time ago I did something I’m not proud of. Maybe it did keep a family together. But as I look back, it was still wrong.

When World War II ended I was in good shape. I’d saved some money, and had a wife and job to come home to. The Army Air Force kept me in Germany until 1946, but then I was a free man.

I went back to work for my Uncle Plez. He owned 2500 acres of Oklahoma prairie, much of it good bottomland. As foreman, my job was to oversee our crops: winter wheat, cotton, and peanuts. And the people who actually did the work, the sharecroppers.

We had a dozen sharecropper families. They planted and harvested, worked like slaves, in return for a house, garden space, and a half share of their crops’ sales value. The ‘croppers had to buy everything they needed to grow their crop from Uncle Plez, usually on credit. If the crop failed or commodity prices were low, then they would end up in debt to him. Some had owed him money for years, and were legally bound to the land until the debt was cleared. He was neither the best nor the worst of landowners, just a man of the times.

I’d married Gloria in 1943. She and our boy Tommy, who was three, were waiting for me when I arrived home on the Tulsa Limited. It was the first time I ever saw the kid, and I thought with relief, yes, he’s me all over again.

For a while I wore Gloria out in the bedroom, making up for lost time, never missing a night. Twice on Saturdays. But things cooled as time went by. After Gloria had Tommy she gained some weight, which she never lost. To make matters worse, she was raised a city girl, and could not get used to her man coming home with good honest dirt on his pants and under his fingernails. I really got tired of hearing, “No, not until you take a bath.”

The day it all began was warm for mid-November. The hackberries and oaks along the creeks were in rich autumn color, a nice contrast to the emerald green fields of winter wheat that had been planted the month before.

With sharecroppers it’s always something. They catch pneumonia, or sometimes just vanish into the night, no forwarding address. With the Jenkins family it was a hard-drinking husband who was now dead. Joe Jenkins had gotten into a fight outside a local tavern and was smashed in the back of the head with a Schlitz beer bottle. He fell and hit his temple on the grille of a 1942 DeSoto, which pretty much finished him off.

He lay in a coma for a week and then passed away. An ignominious yet somehow fitting end to the man’s life. Today I had the task of throwing his widow and her children off the land.

I pulled my jeep into their front yard, scattering chickens, mostly Rhode Island Reds and a few bantams. The older boy Earl, six years old, was crouched on the ground shooting marbles.

“Mornin’, Earl,” I said, “your Mama home?”

“Reckon so,” he replied, glancing up. “Don’t know where else she’d be.”

Alma Jenkins stood in the doorway of the clapboard house, which had once been painted white. “Mornin’, Mr. Tillman,” she smiled.

“Good mornin’, Alma,” I answered. She was trying to be friendly and casual, and not doing a good job of it. Anxiety was written on her face. Overseers don’t make social calls on the ‘croppers, so something was up, probably not good.

I entered the house, which had three rooms: a living room, a kitchen beyond that, and off to the right a single bedroom. In that room was Alma’s bed and a crib for her other boy Donald, who was eighteen months old. Earl slept on a cot in the living room.

“Would you like some coffee?” Alma asked in a nervous voice. Sure, I thought. Give me some coffee and maybe I’ll go away.

“No thanks.”

“Have a seat over in that chair, Mr. Tillman,” she said, still tense. I sat in an old stuffed chair, my back to the window. Alma sat in an equally worn sofa facing a cast iron stove that provided the only heat for the house.

Alma was about 25, I knew, of good pioneer stock. Her wavy hair was the color of sand, parted in the middle. She had a ruddy face from hours spent in the sun and wind. Like most countrywomen, she had muscular arms and legs. Being a housewife in those days meant hard work; there were no buttons in the kitchen to push. But with her full bosom and wide hips, you never forgot she was a woman.

I got to the point. “I was wondering, Alma, if you had any kinfolk you and these boys could go live with.”

The woman slumped, heaving a deep sigh. “So you’re putting us off the land?”

“Yes Ma’m, I’m afraid so. We’ve got the legal right if the head of the household dies.”

“Look,” she said, desperation in her voice, “there ain’t much work to do around here for the next few months. Couldn’t we stay through the winter?”

“I’m sorry, Alma, but no. Uncle Plez is already looking for another family to move in here. They need to settle in and start getting ready for next year’s crops.”

Alma got up and stared past me through the window, tears in her eyes. “All of mine ‘n İstanbul Escort Joe’s folks went out to California back when we had those dry years and the crops failed. We don’t have nobody that could take us. I asked around at the funeral. Nobody a’tall.”

She went on, “We don’t own nothin’ except some furniture ‘n tools. But at least it’s a home. Earl ‘n Donnie was born here. I like it here, especially in the fall ‘n spring. It’s so peaceful, ‘n a farm’s a good place to raise boys. They can roam here, and not get in trouble.”

“Could you make it through the winter?” I asked, feeling a twinge of pity for the first time.

“Yes!” Alma said emphatically. “I canned lots o’ tomatoes ‘n beans last summer. And the root cellar is full of potatoes. Plus we got that hog out back. The Walkers said they’d help slaughter it soon as the weather turns cold.”

“You got any money for coal oil, lard, corn meal? Winter clothes for these young’uns?”

She shook her head. “No, I spent our last dime on Joe’s funeral, not that we had much before.” She added bitterly, “Your Uncle Plez makes sure of that.”

Alma sat back down on the sofa. Soon little Donnie, wearing only shorts and a flannel undershirt, crawled over to her. He rose up, clutching the hem of her dress, saying, “Hungry, Mama, hungry!”

“Not now, sugar, Mama’s busy.”

But the tot persisted. “Hungry, Mama!” he pleaded, speaking the only two words he knew.

Alma turned to me. “I’m sorry, but he won’t quit ’til I nurse him. Do you mind?”

I shrugged. She took the little boy into her lap and began to unbutton the feedsack dress that she was wearing. She turned partly away from me, toward the bedroom. In a few seconds the child grew quiet and began to suckle his mother’s breast.

Alma looked over her right shoulder to me. “I even thought maybe I could put out the peanut crop next summer myself. I ain’t afraid o’ hard work. And some of the other ‘cropper families talked like they could help.” After a pause she continued, “I really want to stay here and keep my family together; that’s all I’m askin’. My little boys are all I’ve got now. They need their mother. Please, Mr. Tillman, please?”

I had turned away too, looking at the stove. “If you don’t have any money, Alma, then you couldn’t even buy seed next spring. There’s no way you could put out a crop.”

I glanced back to her and blinked in surprise. The woman had turned toward me, her dress unbuttoned to the waist. She had pulled it off her shoulders to reveal both breasts. They were large and turgid, pure cream in color where no sun had fallen on them. In the center of her right breast was a great dark areola, jutting out from which was a nipple almost an inch long. At the moment, mother’s milk was oozing from it, trailing down the fullness of her breast and onto her stomach. Little Donnie contentedly suckled the other breast.

Alma did not try to look seductive. Blushing intensely, eyes damp with tears, she just gazed at me fiercely, saying with her eyes, this is what I have to offer you. It is all I have.

I watched her suckle the child for almost a full minute, glancing from her ripe breast to her face, then back to her breast. She returned my look, never wavering. A ray of pale sunlight fell upon the woman. Its radiance gave her skin and hair a warm glow. The house was dead silent except for the ticking of an oak wood mantel clock, the Jenkins’ only possession of any value. To this day the ticking of such a clock brings to mind the impassioned look Alma gave me that moment so long ago. And I am filled with many strong emotions at the memory.

Finally I said, “Well, let me think it over. Maybe I’ll come by Monday morning and we can talk about it some more.”

“Best to come after noon,” she said evenly. “Earl will be in school, ‘n Donnie takes a long nap then.”

*******

Monday was overcast, a wind keening around the corners of the Jenkins house when I pulled up. I was wearing a fedora and my leather bombardier’s jacket. I had been a side gunner on a B-24 bomber, so had come by the jacket honestly.

Alma answered my knock at once. Today she had combed her hair carefully, and was wearing a flower print dress. It was not her best dress, not the one she wore to church, but one that she might wear to a movie.

“Brought some things I thought y’all could use,” I said. From the back of the jeep I began to unload a large can of kerosene, two ten-pound bags of corn meal, and a country ham.

Without a word Alma helped me carry the goods to the kitchen and put them away. As promised, Donnie was sound asleep in his crib. The radio was playing softly. In between commercials for Clabber Girl and Brylcreem could be heard the music of Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys; then, an Eddy Arnold love song.

“Do you want to see the bedroom?” she asked. I arched a questioning eyebrow, but she said with a faint smile, “It’s okay, he sleeps like a baby.”

I sat in a rocking chair in the bedroom; Alma stood before me as we eyed each other nervously. Anadolu Yakası Escort Both of us had the same thought: can we do it? Should we? After this moment, there would be no turning back. Her face blushing crimson, Alma took a deep breath, reached back, and unzipped the dress. She let it fall from her arms; then, slid it over her hips and stepped out of it. Nude from the waist up, she was wearing large peach-colored panties. Underneath was a garter belt that held her tan hose.

Still blushing intensely, she held her hands over her swollen breasts. “I don’t wear a brassiere much around the house,” she said in a quiet voice. “Seems like ever time I turn around Donnie wants to nurse.”

“You’re a fine-looking woman, Alma,” I said with a smile. She took a deep breath, then pulled the panties down and stepped out of them, revealing a thick russet-brown bush that went part way to her navel.

I admired her naked body for a moment, and then spoke. “Go sit on the edge of the bed.”

She did so and I approached her, unzipping my work pants and pulling out my semi-hard cock. I held it in front of her. Soon a look of understanding crossed her face.

“Lord,” she whispered, “I ain’t never done that! Not even to Joe. Please don’t make me do it, Mr. Tillman.”

I smiled. “The German whores around the Frankfurt air base didn’t seem to mind.” But at once I regretted saying it. Alma winced as if I had struck her with my hand instead of cruel words. She glanced up at me, her look one of hurt and anger, yet mixed with awareness that the comparison had not been entirely unfair.

Taking another deep breath, she reached out and took the cock into her hand, caressing it. I stepped closer; she began to kiss it. “I never thought I’d be doin’ this,” she murmured.

Mustering her willpower, Alma gave a deep sigh and opened her lips enough to let the cock slide into her mouth. She took it to the back and then withdrew, wiping her lips with her tongue. Once again she drew the cock into her mouth and began to glide back and forth on it.

I had thought to tell her how to satisfy a man this way, but decided to see what Alma would do on her own. To my surprise she settled into a slow pleasing rhythm, much more enjoyable than the German whores, who just wanted to get it over with.

I closed my eyes and caressed her shoulders, fully savoring the woman’s mouth. Occasionally, without prompting, she would withdraw and cover my manhood with kisses before once again engulfing me. Having overcome her great reluctance to suck a cock, I realized that Alma was now intent on giving me complete satisfaction. In those days, that was what a woman did when it came to sex. She pleased a man. That was the way it was.

The wind keened; the mantel clock ticked faintly. A warm mouth sucked and licked my hard cock, occasionally pausing to hold it within her delightful wetness. After a few moments I could feel my semen rise. Sensing this, Alma paused, giving me one more pleading glance, but I just nodded my head. She again took the cock to the back of her mouth and gamely held on as I felt my semen surge through the cock and into her waiting mouth. She took all my come, emitting a low “uh … uh!” Her eyes closed, she held the cock until I was spent.

Then Alma withdrew, a mow of disgust on her face. She rose and hurried to the kitchen, where I could hear her spitting into the sink, followed by the sound of her running water from the pump next to the sink.

Alma returned to the bedroom shaking her head. “That’s the awfullest tastin’ stuff I ever had in my mouth. Do you really enjoy that?”

“Uh huh. I always have.”

Still glowering, she said, “Does Mrs. Tillman do it?”

“None of your business. Now, take off your garter belt.”

One of the great erotic pleasures, now seldom seen, is watching a woman unfasten her garter belt from her hose. Alma bent and swiveled her body, her ripe breasts free and swaying, as she released the hooks at the back and front. She then rotated the garter belt so that the snap was in front of her, finally undoing it and tossing it aside.

“The hose too?” she asked.

“No, they’re fine.” I had stripped down to my boxers when she was in the kitchen. Now I embraced her, relishing the silky warmth of Alma’s naked body. We kissed awkwardly at first, then more easily.

“Mm,” she smiled, “you kiss pretty good. Did them German whores teach you to kiss like this?”

“No, my Mama did.”

Alma giggled, breaking the tension. Soon we were under the bed covers. I pulled her to me as she said, “Easy, easy, my breasts are real tender.” I gently caressed them, once again offering Alma soft kisses.

She was more than ready when I mounted her. Having climaxed once already, I was just hard enough to penetrate the woman. Alma’s sheath was warm and surprisingly wet, a snug fit for my cock. I moved the cock slowly into and out of her in the time-honored fashion. The sensation of being inside her soon brought me to full stiffness again.

I took my time, Kartal Escort pausing now and then to withdraw and to caress her. Alma played the dutiful receptacle for my passion, freely submitting her body for my pleasure. Her eyes half-closed, at first I could not tell if she were enjoying my cock, or perhaps thinking instead of how she would cook the country ham I had brought.

But as the moments went by, her body became warmer, her breathing more rapid. Alma did not have an orgasm, but a warm smile came to her face when she realized that I would do so, this time filling her pussy with my come. I was surprised by how intense was the sensation; by my reluctance to see it end. But it always ends, leaving the man drained but satisfied. Alma was by now damp with perspiration. Part of my own satisfaction came from the fact that she had taken some pleasure too. She had enjoyed the feel of her legs wrapped around a man’s torso.

Then we lay gently kissing again. After a moment Alma rose up on one elbow, saying, “How come you’re kissin’ me now?”

“Don’t you like it?”

“Of course. But you already got what you wanted.”

“I know. But I just like to kiss a woman, that’s all.”

She smiled and ran her hand over my hair as I kissed her breasts. Soon little Donnie began to awaken, fussing quietly. Alma rose up and looked over to him.

“If I don’t give him the tit, he’ll just start cryin’. Do you mind?”

“No, in fact, bring him over here.”

Alma rose and brought the child to our bed, settling under the covers as Donnie began to eagerly suckle at his mother’s left breast. Soon mother’s milk began to seep from the other one. I watched in fascination. A look of comprehension passed over her face. “You can’t be serious!”

“Uh huh.”

I licked the milk from her breast, savoring the warm taste of it. I hadn’t really meant to, but could not resist taking Alma’s thick nipple and sucking it. Immediately there was a small flow of milk into my mouth. I suckled for a moment, at the same time gently squeezing her breast, before finally pulling away.

Alma was shaking her head, a deep blush again on her cheeks. “I guess I have to let you do anything you want with me. Is that the way it is?”

“Yes, Alma,” I said with a slight grin, “that’s the way it is.”

*******

The next day Uncle Plez and I sat in his office, drinking coffee and having a smoke. We talked about repairs needed on the farm. And a topic that farmers have discussed for thousands of years, the weather.

“Oh, by the way,” he said, “when is the widow Jenkins movin’ out?”

“Yeah, about that. I was thinkin’ that maybe we ought to let them stay the winter. She says she doesn’t have anywhere to go with those kids. She even wants to put out the peanut crop next year.”

“By herself? Does she have the money to buy fertilizer and seed?”

“Uh huh,” I lied, “I think she’s got enough squirreled away for that. Says the other ‘croppers will help with planting and harvesting. I wouldn’t mind giving her a chance.”

“I see.” Uncle Plez eyed me in silence for a while. And of course he knew, as surely as if he had stood outside the window and watched as I had my way with Alma Jenkins. But Uncle Plez was a businessman, not a moralist. I could almost hear the wheels turning in his mind, weighing the pros and cons of the situation. If he fired me, he could get rid of the widow and take back that part of his property. But he would lose a good overseer.

His second option was to bawl me out. To say, You’re married, dammit; keep your pecker in your pants. But a man would never show up another man that way. Not in those days.

If he said nothing he would probably lose the value of the Jenkins crops. But he would still have a good overseer. His decision was based purely on business; on the financial ledger.

“Well,” he said, snuffing out his cigar, “I’ll let you do as you see fit.” His role was to act as if he didn’t know what I was up to. Mine was to act as if I didn’t know that he knew.

That winter I visited the widow Jenkins every week. I’d bring canned goods, sweet milk and buttermilk, apples and the like. Several times I pulled up with a rick of split oak for her kitchen stove. Providing clothes for the boys and good shoes for Earl was a bit tricky. But I suggested to Uncle Plez that the poor widow could use a line of credit at the local dry goods store, as an act of charity. He agreed to cover it. To him it was just another expenditure to keep the farm running smoothly.

In return Alma gave the only thing she had to offer: her body. On each visit she began by kneeling before me and sucking my cock. She never really enjoyed it, just accepted that it was part of the arrangement. But she knew that it pleased me. She would take her time, giving me all the pleasure her mouth could offer. She would dutifully let me hold her head to the cock as I climaxed and filled her mouth with come. When I finished, she would release my come into a damp cloth, wiping her mouth with its edge.

Like any young countrywoman, Alma had a healthy appetite for sex. Each time I mounted her and buried my cock in her pussy, I saw a gleam in her eyes that I never saw any other time. Only occasionally did she reach orgasm, but the pleasure she took in using her body to satisfy a man was genuine.

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Rachael Morrison was in her room, unpacking her clothes and other stuff. She couldn’t believe that she was taking a chance like this, but for once, she really thought that she was doing the right thing. Just about her whole family was against the move that she had made, but Rachael thought that it was something that she had to do.

What lead to this was something that happened when she was fourteen. She had been visiting her grandparents near Buffalo. While exploring the farm, she had gotten lost when a blizzard had hit the area. For almost six hours, she had been lost and she had almost froze to death. She was rescued in time and recovered from her ordeal, but something was changed.

Even since she had been caught in the blizzard, Rachael could never be cold enough. Matter of fact, the colder she was, the better it felt to her. Living in South Carolina, even during the winter, it wasn’t cold enough for her. When other members of her family where wearing long sleeve shirts, sweaters and long pants, Rachael was wearing shorts and a light top and she still felt hot. At night, Rachael would sleep in the nude, with just a sheet over her and she would usually kick that off during the night. About the only thing that Rachael did that her parents really didn’t care for was, when they were home alone, she would only wear underwear or less. Her Dad wasn’t thrilled with her running around in her panties and bra or less, but secretly enjoyed seeing a cute teenage girl really underdressed.

After the near freezing, Rachael’s parents recognized her aversion to warm temperatures. They had taken her to doctors who found her completely normal and healthy, except that her body temperature was about 10º cooler than other people. The doctors couldn’t find any reason for her unique body temperature, but didn’t think that, other than she couldn’t tolerate high temperatures, it wouldn’t do her any harm.

It didn’t take her long to find a job, as she knew from a lot of her friends and fellow students that no one really liked. That was working in the cooler and freezer at the supermarket. While other people hated to work in there, especially in the winter, Rachael loved it. She had to wear a few more clothes, but to her, it felt wonderful. People started to call her the ‘Ice Princess’, but it wasn’t a derogatory nickname, but an affection nickname. Everyone in this small town knew of Rachael’s ability to withstand cold temperatures and were really impressed with it.

One night in late September, Rachael was online, chatting with Joan, an online friend who lived in Maine, when, after they had been chatting for awhile, Joan suggested that she contact the Ghost Mountain Ski Resort. Ghost Mountain was looking for help and Joan thought that this is something that Rachael might be interested in. Rachael had experience in a variety of jobs, which would be helpful.

Rachael thanked Joan for the idea and signed off. Rachael had never thought about working at a ski resort and definitely, not in Maine. She went to the Ghost Mountain Ski Resort website and read the whole website. Looking at the pictures of the resort, she thought that the resort looked wonderful, especially with all that snow and ice.

She sent an e-mail to the resort and a couple days later, she got a reply from them, stating that they were interested in giving her an interview. In order to saving money and having Rachael travel to Maine, they did a webcam interview. A few days later, Rachael got an e-mail from the resort offering her the job, if she could make her way to Maine.

Two weeks later, Rachael was on a plane heading to Maine. Jeff, one of her co-workers picked her up at the airport and took her to the resort. Jeff told her all about the resort on the way to the resort, which took about two hours. When they arrived at the resort, Rachael was surprised at the beauty of the mountain and the resort. Rachael and Jeff got out of the car. Jeff got Rachael’s luggage out of the trunk.

“Wow, Jeff, this is beautiful. I never thought that it would be this beautiful. The pictures on the website don’t even come close to the true beauty of this place,” said Rachael. What she was really enjoying about the resort was that it was cool.

“That is so true,” agreed Jeff. “I’m always in awe of the beauty of this place and our guests feel the same way.”

As they walked toward the main building, Jeff pointed out the different parts of the resort. While Rachael was listening to what Jeff was telling her, she was kind of distracted by the beauty of the resort. Finally, they got to the main building and went into the lobby. Jeff put her luggage down and directed her to the dining room. “It is dinner time. It will be a good time to meet the some of the crew.”

The resort was scheduled to open in six weeks, so all the staff was involved in getting everything ready for the guests. Rachael did all kinds of work, from getting the main building ready to working outside on the trails. Rachael really liked working outside, Pendik Escort because of the mild to cooler temperatures that occurring at the resort.

During her off time, Rachael spent a lot of time, walking the trails of the resort. On one of the trails, she found a small trail that was off the main trail and decided to do some exploring. It took a few minutes to go down the trail, but at the end of the trail, she came across a small pond. Walking over to the water, Rachael knelt down and dipped her hand into the water. The temperature of the water was warm, but at a temperature that felt great to her. She thought that it would be fun to soak in it for awhile, but she would need something to dry off with or she would really get cold. She decided to finish her hike and come back here on her next day off.

A few days later, Rachael was at the pond, but this time she was prepared. She had brought a towel and a blanket, so she could go swimming and be able to dry off properly after she was done. Looking around, Rachael didn’t see anyone within her line of sight. She had never been naked outdoors before, but she decided that being naked would be the best way to enjoy the pond. She took off all her jewelry and put in on the blanket. Her boots, socks, jacket, blouse, pants, bra and panties soon found their way onto the blanket.

After getting naked, Rachael stood by the pond for a few moments, enjoying the cool breeze on her naked body. It was a great feeling. Rachael stepped into the water. She had been in hot tubs before, but never liked them because they were too hot. While it really wasn’t a hot tub, the water was warm enough to be warmer than the air, but not too hot for her.

For the next hour, Rachael alternately was in the water, enjoying the warm water and on the bank, enjoying the cool breeze and the warm sun on her body. While she was enjoying the view, she could see birds and other wildlife in the area around the pond. ‘This is really beautiful,’ thought Rachael. ‘I could really enjoy living here.’

Getting out of the water, Rachael laid back on the blanket and felt completely at peace. Almost by themselves, her fingers made their way down to her crotch. Gently spreading her lips, Rachael started to caress her pussy. With knowledge gained from lots of practice, it didn’t take too long for Rachael to feel an orgasm starting to build. She enjoyed this part of masturbating just about as much as the climax. She continued to play with herself, enjoying the sensual and sexual feeling. She felt her climax approaching and was getting ready to enjoy it, when she heard a snap. ‘Shit,’ she thought, very annoyed at someone interrupting her playtime. She really didn’t want to stop masturbating, but she really didn’t want someone to see her playing with herself.

Before she could really move, Rachael saw the head of a deer at the far end of the pond, then another, another and one more. There was a buck and three does that walked up to the pond. She was able to calm down a little bit as she watched the deer, but it was taking a lot of will power to keep quiet. The deers cautiously walked up to the edge of the pond and took a sip of water. Rachael had never been this close to deer, so it was interesting and fun to watch them. After all of the deer had taken a drink, Rachael decided to finish what she had started.

Rachael continued to caress herself and quickly felt her climax building. She tried to be quiet, as she didn’t want to scare the deer. Most of the time, she was very vocal when she climaxed and since no one, except for the deer, were around, this was one time that she could be as loud as she wanted. At the first, ‘oh…oh…oh’ that came out of her mouth, the deer took off. Rachael was a little disappointed, but she had to continue with the task at hand and soon had a very satisfying and vocal orgasm.

After calming down from her orgasm, Rachael got up and got back into the pond. After being in the cool air, the warm water felt great. Rachael swam around for a little bit and then decided that she should be getting back to the lodge. She reluctantly got out of the water and dried herself with the towel. She got dressed and picked everything up.

As she walked back toward the lodge, she got to thinking about what had just happened. Getting naked and masturbating outdoors was something that she had never thought about doing, but somehow, here in this beautiful place, it seemed right. She had to laugh to herself as she wondered what her parents would think if they had seen her at the pond. After thinking about it for a few seconds, she decided that it probably wouldn’t surprise them at all. After the near freezing incident, it was a struggle for them to keep her in clothes at home. It really was a rare occurrence if Rachael was wearing more than a T-shirt and/or panties. Even when she hit puberty, she didn’t wear much at home. Even while it did make her parents a little uncomfortable, they did allow the behavior. It probably was better Kurtköy Escort that she was an only child, as, if she had siblings, their male friends would probably find excuses to come over.

As she talked toward the lodge, she saw Ted walking down another trail. She had a bit of a crush on Ted. He was tall, handsome, funny and probably loved the outdoors and the cold weather about as much as she did. As they meet at the intersection of the trail, she said, “Hi, Ted.”

Ted smiled as he saw Rachael. “Hi, Rachael. It doesn’t surprise me to see you out on a beautiful day like this.” Ted knew about how much she loved the cold. It didn’t take long for people to figure that out.

Rachael returned the smile and said, “Hi, Ted. Having a nice hike?”

“Sure am. I like the trails around here, especially the High Wind Trail.”

“I haven’t done that one yet. I was just on the River Trail.” She also said something about the pond, but if no one else knew about pond, she wanted it to keep it her secret.

“I haven’t done the High Wind Trail,” said Rachael.

Ted replied, “High Wind Trail is a trail for the more experienced hiker. It is really steep, tough and kind of dangerous, but if you can make it to the top, the view is awe-inspiring.”

“I’m not that great a hiker, but I think that I would like to try that trail,” said Rachael. “I guess it would be better if I had someone to act as a guide and a hiking companion.”

Ted thought that Rachael was a great girl, so the hint was not wasted on him. “We have another day off on Sunday. If the weather is nice, do you want to do it then?”

“Yes, I would love to,” replied Rachael.

“It’s a date then,” said Ted, looking at the sky. It was close to getting dark, so he said, “We better get back to the lodge.”

It took about a half-hour to get back to the lodge. Rachael and Ted just made small talk on the way back, but Rachael was excited about going on the hike with Ted.

Ted was almost as excited about going on the hike with Rachael as she was. From the first time that he saw her, he thought that there was something special about Rachael and he really wanted to get to know her better.

When they got back to the lodge, Ted asked Rachael if she would have dinner with him. Rachael said she would, but she wanted to take a shower first. Ted thought that was a good idea. After they took their showers, they meet in the dinning room and had a very pleasant dinner. When Rachael got back to her room, she thought that this could be the start of a good relationship.

For the next week, Rachael and Ted were always together. Ted was able to get her assigned to his work crew and they always ate together, played together and did just about everything else together. Both of them really enjoyed each other’s company and enjoyed working with each other.

Finally, it was Saturday and they were ready for their hike. First, they stopped at the lodge kitchen and picked up food and drinks for the hike. The High Wind Trail started at the top of the ski lift, so they got the ski lift operator to give them a ride to the top, under the pretext of a test. This was Rachael’s first time on the ski lift and she was really enjoying the view.

“Wow, this is an incredible view,” said Rachael as they reached the halfway point of the lift. “I still can’t believe how beautiful this place is.”

This was Ted’s second season at the resort and one of the reasons that he decided to come back was the beauty of the place. “I agree. This place is incredibly beautiful.” Ted looked at his friend and thought, ‘This is pretty beautiful, too.’

Finally, the lift reached the top got off. After getting off the lift and before they headed toward the trail, Rachael and Ted made a pit stop at the mountain lodge. Soon, they were on the trail. It didn’t take long for Rachael realized that this was a difficult trail, but she was sure that she wouldn’t have any problems. There wasn’t much time for conversation as they climbed, but there were plenty of opportunities to admire the scenery.

Ted didn’t know for sure how experienced a hiker Rachael was, so he didn’t push her. He knew that he could hike faster than she could, but he maintained a slower pace. He was also impressed that Rachael was tolerating the cold so well. He knew the story of Rachael’s near freezing, but it still was amazing. While they were going up the trail, Rachael and Ted saw birds and small animals. Not many larger animals were at this elevation on the mountain. Finally, they reached the end of the trail, where there was a scenic overlook.

Rachael went to the edge of the overlook and took in the beauty of the scenery. She knew that Ghost Mountain was beautiful place, but every time she saw a new part of the resort, it was more beautiful than the last place she saw. Looking over the valley, Rachael could see some large bird, lazily floating on the air currents. After watching them for awhile, she turned to Ted and said, “Oh, Ted, thank you for Maltepe Escort bringing me up here. This is so beautiful.”

Ted had gotten his camera out and was taking pictures. “You’re welcome, Rachael. It really is beautiful up here, but it is more beautiful when you can share it with some one.” Ted went back to taking pictures, but kept thinking about something else that was pretty beautiful up here and something worth photographing.

“I think that my folks would get a kick out of seeing me in all this snow,” said Rachael.

“Would you like me to take some pictures of you?” asked Ted.

“Do you have enough film?”

“This is a digital SLR camera. It doesn’t use film and I have plenty of space on the memory sticks,” said Ted.

For the next twenty minutes, Ted took pictures of Rachael. Some were serious, some silly, but he thought that Rachael was doing a pretty good job as a model. After he was done, he showed the pictures to Rachael, who really liked them.

“You sure are a good photographer, Ted.”

“Thank you, Rachael, but it is easy to be a good photographer when you have a great and pretty model.”

Rachael blushed a little and said, “You think that I’m a good model?”

“Sure, do. You seem to have a natural grace and you followed directions pretty well. You probably could be a professional model, if you wanted to be.”

“No, that is not going to happen,” said Rachael. “I couldn’t stand to be in hot weather or under hot lights. If modeling was in these type of conditions, I would do it.”

“Well, I still think that you could be a good model.” Ted started to put his camera away, but Rachael stopped him.

Ted couldn’t understand why Rachael was having difficulty talking when she asked him, “Do you…um…still have…room for more pictures in your camera.”

“Sure, I got plenty of pictures left. Why?”

“Just get ready to take some pictures.” Rachael looked around and found a good spot and said, “Okay, I’m ready.”

Ted raised the camera and took a couple of shots. He wondered what Rachael was doing when he noticed that she was unzipping her jacket. He didn’t think much of that and continued taking pictures of her. Rachael took off her jacket and put down on a bench that was next to her. Ted continued to take photographs of Rachael as she continued to pose. Ted stopped when Rachael started to unzip her pants, but continued to take some pictures as she tried to get her pants off. As he took the pictures, Ted thought that it was kind of funny, comedic and erotic, all at the same time, as Rachael struggled to get her pants off over her boots.

Finally, she got the pants off. Ted thought that she looked pretty good, standing there only in a T-shirt and panties. While he knew the story, he thought that it was pretty amazing that she could stand the cold weather. It wasn’t too bad, temperature-wise, but it still was cold, but it didn’t seem to bother Rachael. Ted continued to take pictures of Rachael. It didn’t take long for her T-shirt, bra and panties to land on her jacket.

Ted looked at the naked girl in front of him. From the first time that he had seen her, he thought that Rachael was a very pretty girl. Seeing her naked just confirmed that opinion. Looking at her, he saw a blonde girl, about 5’6″, a 115 pounds, B-cup, slim waist and a bald pussy.

It really didn’t take Ted long to fill up the rest of the memory stick of his camera. Rachael was a great model and seeing her against the white of the snow was really erotic. Ted didn’t even had to compose the shot, as it was like he was taking the picture in an auto mode. He had never taken nudes of a girl before, but as he took pictures of Rachael, it seemed like he had been doing it all his life.

Finally, the memory stick was full. “I’m sorry, Rachael, but I can’t take any more pictures. The memory card is full.”

“Darn, I was really enjoying it,” said Rachael, as she walked over to where Ted was standing. “Can I take a look at the pictures?”

Ted looked at the camera display and said, “I’m sorry, but the batteries are almost exhausted. When we get back to the lodge, I will get my laptop and I can show them to you then.”

“It is probably for the best. We should be getting back,” said Rachael.

“That probably is a good idea,” said Ted, as he packed up his camera. Ted watched as Rachael walked over to the bench and picked up her clothes. He waited for her to put them on, but she just folded them up, so she could carry them easily. “Aren’t you going to get dressed?”

“No, it isn’t that cold out and to tell the truth, this is the most comfortable I have felt in a long time,” explained Rachael. “I just love the cold.”

Ted shook his head and said, “I think that it is pretty amazing that you can tolerate the cold so well.”

“Ever since the near freezing, I never seem to be cold enough. That is why when I heard about this job, I applied for it. South Carolina is just too warm for me.”

“That must have been a terrible experience, Rach.”

“It was, but thank goodness, my grandfather found me in time.”

The two friends walked down the trail for awhile without talking. Finally, Ted asked a question that he had been curious about. “Rach, can I ask you a personal question?”

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Frank was recently hired on by the company as a Desktop Support Technician. His job was to help the personnel with computer problems varying from network issues to printing problems. He was there about two weeks when they had received a phone call from their remote office.

“George, you over there?”

“Yeah, Bob, what’s up?”

“Gina just called from the remote office. Network connectivity is down again.”

“Dammit. Bob, head out there and call me when you get there.”

“No can do George. I have to take my kids to a doctor appointment.” Frank didn’t remember Bob saying anything about being married let alone having kids.

“Well, in that case, Frank, looks like you get to head out to our remote office.”

“Ok. Where is it located?”

“Frank, I’m not going to lie, it’s about an hour away. I hope you have a GPS, because here’s the address.”

Frank looked at the clock; it was already 3pm, on a Friday no less. He wasn’t to get him till after 6 pm at the earliest. “Well,” he thought, “I didn’t have plans tonight anyway.”

“Ok, George, I’m on my way. Call your cell or the office when I get there?”

“Call the office, Frank, and we’ll walk through troubleshooting the problem.”

Frank grabbed his backpack and headed out the door. Got in his car, plugged the address into the GPS. Once it found the destination, he headed out. The drive was long, but it gave Frank a chance to see what was in the area, as he recently moved here. He saw bars, strip clubs and restaurants, making note of places he needed to visit later. He finally arrived at the location, and discovered the door was locked. He knocked on the door and a lady opened the door.

“Can I help you?”

Frank thought for a moment then remembered who had called, “Yes, I’m Frank, from the IT department. Gina called about a loss of a connection to the main office.”

“Oh yes, come on in. I’ll let her know you’re here.”

“Thank you,” As the lady walked away, he noticed she was big for her height, but she was curved well with big boobs and a matching ass.

“Wow,” Frank thought, she’s hot. Frank always had a thing for thick girls since high school. They tended to have a larger sexual appetite and were a little more daring than the regular girls.

The lady he met came back with who he assumed was Gina. “Hi my name is Gina, and this is Mary, which you have already met. I’m the office manager here. I haven’t met you before, have I?”

Frank took a moment before he answered as Gina was just as curvy, if not more as Mary. On top of that, she was wearing a low cut blouse which almost allowed Kartal Escort a full look at her cleavage. Finally, “No, I was recently hired.”

“Ah, I see. Let me guess, Bob had a doctor’s appointment with his kids?”

Frank was dumb founded. “How did she know?” he thought.

“Don’t worry Frank, Bob isn’t married or has kids. That’s his excuse to get out of work to make the ‘New Guy’ come out to this office. Well, let me show where the network equipment is located so you can troubleshoot the problem.”

“Thank you and Frank followed Gina. Gina was rambling on about the office, but he was mesmerized by her ass as she walked. It was full and round and enticing. They finally got to the office where the equipment was located and Gina stated, “Well, here we are, there’s a phone on the wall to call the main office.”

“Thanks,” and Frank dropped his backpack and pulled out his laptop and fired it up. Once running, he connected to the network and the network equipment and began checking things before calling George. Once on the phone with George, he was able to get the connection back up in a short amount of time, even impressing George. “Good work Frank. By the way, head straight home, it’s Friday. Don’t get into any trouble and I’ll see you on Monday.”

“Thanks, George,” and began packing up. While he was packing up, Gina came by to check on him. “I see you got the connection back up, and in record time. It usually takes Bob about 30 minutes, if we are lucky.”

“I’ve worked elsewhere and seen this kind of problem. It’s usually a pretty quick fix.”

“Well, since you are done already, Frank, is it, would you like something to drink? It’s very hot in here and you do have a bit of drive back.”

“Thanks, I appreciate it.”

He quickly finished packing up and followed Gina to the office soda machine where she bought a soda for him. He quickly thanked her and was getting ready to leave.

Gina then asked, “So, heading back to the office?”

“No. George said I could head straight home.”

“Really? That was nice of him.”

“Yes, he was impressed about how fast we were to reestablish the connection.”

“Yes, I was very impressed as well. So, if you are done for the day, would you mind helping me out with a couple of things? I need to get some stuff moved to my car.”

Frank thought, “I can see her walk around some more, sure.” Frank replied, “Sure, no problem.”

“Thanks, I appreciate it.”

As they walked back to Gina’s office, Frank noticed that all the women, 4 total not including Gina and Mary, had about the same build. Pendik Escort “I’m in heaven, but I need to stay composed.” Before they walked into Gina’s office, she asked Mary to help and have one of the other girls watch the phone.

“Sure,” Mary replied and began talking to one of the other women in the office. Meanwhile, Frank followed Gina into her office. Gina took off her business jacket and hung it up on her coat tree. Frank placed his backpack on the floor next to a chair and Mary walked in and closed the door. Gina then eyed Frank with a coy smile.

“Frank, I’m going to be honest with you. I know you have been checking me out and Mary as well. Which in itself is flattering and you won’t be reported to EEO.”

Frank locked up as he was scared and relieved all in the same moment, but where was this going?

“Frank,” as Gina walked over to him, “since you have nowhere to be, Mary and I will ‘reward’ you for your good work.”

Frank was confused for about a second, until Gina walked up to him and kissed him, while fondling him at the same time. Mary came from behind him and began helping him out of his pants and underwear.

Frank began thinking, “Is this really happening? Am I dreaming? I hope I don’t wake up.” And began kissing Gina back and rubbing her enormous breasts through her satin shirt. Gina stopped him so Mary and she could help him out of his shirt, and then returned the favor to Gina, helping her out of her bra. Her breasts were enormous and took one into his mouth and the other into his hand. Mary had turned him slightly and began sucking on his erect member.

Between moans of ecstasy, Gina said to Mary, “Don’t get him too excited, he has to last for both of us.”

Mary smiled, “I won’t promise,” and continued what she was doing. Frank meanwhile began helping Gina out of her dress slacks and underwear. Mary stopped sucking on him long enough to help Gina get out of her clothes. Frank started helping Mary and Gina got on her knees and continued sucking on his member.

“Damn,” Frank thought, “I may not be able to hold out,” as he undressed Mary and began sucking on her breasts as well. Gina stood up after everyone was naked and mentioned, “Let’s head over to the couch, it’s a little more comfortable.”

They all headed over to the couch in the office and Gina and Mary threw off the cushions and pulled out the hide-a-bed. Frank lay down on the bed and Gina asked, “Heads or tails?”

“Heads or tails?”

“Yes. I am going to either sit on your face or ride your dick. Whatever I don’t do, Mary will.”

Frank was Göztepe Escort in bliss. He thought and replied, “Heads, I’ve wanted to taste you since I’ve been here.”

“Really? Well then, let me oblige you.” With that Gina got on the bed and straddled his head, with her pussy in his face, facing his feet. She was already moist and starting to drip. Meanwhile, Mary got on the bed and straddled his member, facing Gina. Mary was wet and tight, while Gina tasted sweet. He began licking at Gina’s love juices and clit while Mary began riding him. It took every ounce of willpower to not let go, but Mary’s pussy felt so good. Meanwhile, he could barely make out Gina.

“Yes, Frank, your tongue feels so good. You have lots of practice.” Meanwhile, Mary started letting out small squeals of excitement as she continued to ride up and down on Frank’s hard cock. Gina began squealing as well, while grinding on his face. And in simultaneous moment, they all came at once, with Mary and Gina screaming at the top of their voices, “OH MY GAWD YES!!!!!” Frank could do nothing but lay there being smothered in juices. Gina and Mary both got up off of him so he could breathe. The girls were panting hard, but he knew now, they were sex starved and would do anything he said.

“Come here and clean me up girls, so that I may go again.”

Gina and Mary crawled over and began licking and sucking on his limp member, slowly bringing it back to life. Once fully erect, he said, “Gina, I want you to eat Mary’s pussy, while I take you from behind.” Both girls smiled as this appeared to be a treat for both. Mary situated herself against the head of the bed as Gina moved between her legs and began licking. Once Mary was starting to get excited, Frank moved up and plunged himself into Gina, noticing she was tighter than Mary. He started out slowly; keeping pace with Gina’s licking of Mary. As Mary got more excited, Frank would move faster. Gina would slow down, so would Frank. Gina, figured it out and was able to achieve another full orgasm with Mary, screaming, “Don’t stop, fuck me hard,” while Mary screamed again. Finally, Gina, began a full assault of Mary’s pussy and Frank grabbed Gina’s hips and began thrusting as hard as he could, noticing how Gina’s luscious ass moved as hit home. Frank kept going hard and said, “I’m going to come baby.”

With that Gina stopped and turned around, while Mary joined him and began sucking on his member taking turns with Mary bringing him to the point of no return as Gina said, “That’s it baby come on our tits.”

Frank finally reached orgasm and spewed all over both girls tits. The girls used their fingers and licked the jism off their boobs. Frank could barely stand any more. Gina looked at him and said, “Maybe I should ask for you next time when we have a problem.”

Frank smiled at both girls and said, “I’ll make sure I’m available.”

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I step out of the shower and after drying myself I begin my nightly ritual of moisturizing my body with baby oil and getting ready for bed. I get as far as putting on my knickers when I hear a knock at the front door. I wrap my towel around me and go downstairs, it’s late and I’m not expecting anyone but I open the door anyway.

It’s you, a man I know but don’t know, we have spoken but never met. You walk in and shut the door without saying a word. I open my mouth to speak but you stop me by pressing your lips hard against mine, your tongue exploring my lips & mouth. Still kissing me, you push me gently against the wall. Part of me is scared not knowing what you are going to do to me. But the other part of me knows you’re not here to hurt me so I relax.

One of your hands is entwined in my hair pulling me in deeper towards you the other is running gently down my cheek, my neck, my chest and with one swift movement you undo my towel and it falls to the floor. Your hand continues to explore my body past my stomach to my pussy. You begin to stroke my clit gently through my knickers. You turn me around, my nipples graze the cold wall and instantly become erect. I can feel your hot breath on my neck, your hands stroke my arse and thighs and slowly they make their way to my now wet pussy. You pull my knickers to one side and feel the wetness you have created, this pleases you greatly Ümraniye Escort and after a few strokes your fingers find my entrance and you slide them in, slowly dipping in and out of my juices.

You begin to thrust harder now with two fingers deep inside me. Your other hand finds my clit, you apply just the right amount of pressure and circle it slowly. My breathing has become heavy and you can tell I am on the brink of cumming, you stop, you don’t want me to cum yet. You push me down on the sofa and kneel between my open thighs. I open my mouth to say something but you stop me by kissing me again, you replace your lips with a finger indicating that I shouldn’t speak. You pull my knickers down and run your fingers over my pussy, you put one finger inside and use your thumb to slowly circle my clit, you put another finger in. I can feel your warm breath on my pussy, your mouth is so close. I move myself closer to you, I’m aching for your tongue to taste me.

You hold back, showing me who is in control. You slowly kiss my thighs, teasing me because you know what I want. Then you inhale me deeply, taking in my scent. With two fingers still deep inside me you start to run your tongue over my clit, licking it gently and slowly at first then harder and faster, sucking and licking as well as finger fucking me. I’m breathing heavy again, moaning with every thrust İstanbul Escort of your fingers, I feel myself about to cum and I hold your head to me and cum hard. You continue to lick me gently until my breathing goes back to normal, you bring your head up to mine and kiss me so I can taste myself.

You pull your fingers out and runs them the length of my pussy from my clit right the way to my arse, you circle a wet finger around the hole then slowly apply enough pressure to push it gently in.

With your finger deep inside my arse, you starts to lick and suck my rock hard nipples, taking them in your mouth and rolling them around your tongue, sucking and biting them. You slip another finger inside me and your mouth moves down to my pussy again. You lick, and suck, and rub every inch of my pussy, using not just your mouth and tongue, but you nose and chin as well and you finger fuck my arse with hard determined thrusts. My hips are thrashing up to meet your eager mouth and fingers, I am screaming uncontrollably and I cum all over your face, again.

You look at me and smile. You stand up and unzip your pants revealing a rock hard cock ready to burst, I lick my lips, I want to return the pleasure you have given me. You take my head in his hands and part my lips with your cock, it’s hot and hard in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the head and lick up and Anadolu Yakası Escort down the shaft making it nice and wet, a small groan passes your lips. You close your eyes and enjoy the sensation of my hot wet tongue and mouth on your throbbing cock. You open your eyes and look down at me, you smile, I look so beautiful with your cock stuffed deep in my mouth. You watch as my tongue darts across the head, I look up at you, our eyes meet. It’s time. With both hands you grab hold of my hair and start to fuck my mouth, thrusting hard and deep, hitting the back of my throat, making my gag. It doesn’t take long for you to get that familiar feeling, you are about to explode. You thrust one more time deep into my mouth, you hold my head there for a few seconds, enjoying the feeling of the tip of your cock touching the back of my throat. You pull my head back with one hand and with one stroke of the other you cum all over my lips, chin, neck and tits.

You take a second to compose yourself and you look at me. You run a finger across my lips, which are still dripping with your cum, you motion for me to open my mouth, as I open up you put you finger in for me taste you. You pull you finger out and I continue to lick your juices off my lips. You don’t take your eyes of me as you zip your pants up. When I look up at you, you wink at me and turn around to leave all without saying a word

As the door slams behind you I am left stunned. I’m sitting on the sofa, legs wide open and your hot cum all over me. I can hear my phone vibrate somewhere in the distance, I find it, I have a text message, it’s from you, all it says is ‘Next time, I’m going to fuck you’

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Nancy had never felt quite as aroused as she was now in her life, and the delicious taste of Dan’s tangy cum juice seemed to filter through her flesh, teasing her nerves deep down between her legs.

Dan watched Nancy. He knew her well and could tell that she was more than ready to be fucked; he might have even teased her enough. He caught the almost imperceptible trembling of the young woman’s muscles as she fought to control the fire in her body so that she would not spoil the act for him, and he looked down at her with love.

“Mrs. Connors…”

“Yes?” Nancy looked up, blinking in a dreamy stupor.

“I like fucking you.”

“You like what!” She hadn’t really heard what he’d said.

“Fucking you.” Dan knew that she liked to hear all the obscenities when she was hot like this.

Nancy sucked in her breath with a shiver, getting tired of holding herself in check. “Shit. Do it, Dan. I can’t hold out much longer. I need you.”

Dimly the young woman was aware that her young lover was touching her arm with his hand now, lifting her up to a sitting position on the bed. She could smell the clean scent of his skin in her nostrils as he inched closer to her on the bed, and it quickened the pulse of her heart until she could hear it throbbing in her head. She felt his body press against her thigh in a comforting gesture, and her huge billowing tits ached in swelling agony in the confines of her dress.

Her desire for him was worse than ever! When was he going to take care of it?

He pressed against her suddenly, planting wet, rapid kisses on her cheeks, and his tongue slipped through her open mouth in a passionate French kiss. Delicious little spasms of pleasure rippled unwanted through her belly and up to the rising nipples of her tits, and her breath grew rapidly quicker.

Dan noticed the change in her breathing as he broke away from kissing her and knew that the time was now. He raised his hand from her arm and pushed it gently against her huge, billowing breasts, squeezing softly as he heard her moan in torment. He could feel her tits harden and swell under his massaging fingertips even as she tried to pull away.

Nancy shuddered at the heated touch upon her hot quivering tits; the growing excitement in her cunt spread like wildfire, draining her of strength. She gasped for breath and squirmed against the mattress, pushing the wet lips of her hot tingling pussy against it to try and quench the blaze that was burning out of control between her thighs, and her body responded with greater desire as his fingers groped at the zipper behind her back. She could feel the cool rush of air against her skin as he pulled the metal clasp all the way down to the tops of her smooth curved ass. Suddenly, the top half of her dress slipped from her arms to fall in a heap in her lap.

“Dan, listen, please, I mustn’t …” she murmured brokenly, trying to hold on to the game a little bit, even though both of them knew it was an act, by trying to tear herself away from his welcome grasp.

Teasingly, she jerked back away from his passionately searching hands and fell against the mattress, her tits jiggling wildly from the action. Fighting for breath, she giggled: “Dan, we can’t do this! We just can’t!”

“Oh, Mrs. Connors. Yes! Yes, I have to fuck you!” Dan cried out playfully. “I’ve got another load of cum in my balls now!”

“Dan … oh, Dan, please wait a minute …” she repeated as she dragged him down on top of her.

“No! No, I can’t wait. I want to touch you and kiss you and fuck you. Right now. Please, Mrs. Connors, please, let’s take our clothes off and fuck!”

He reached out with his arms for Steve’s wife again, and Nancy struggled in his embrace weakly for another moment. Then all resistance ceased in her muscles and sinews; the game was over and it was time to get down to serious business.

Dan pushed her down into the softness of the mattress. Nancy’s legs inadvertently opened, one foot unceremoniously kicking up in the air as her dress hiked up to her thighs. Dan sucked in his breath, his eager eyes seeing the crotch of her thin silk panties and the tiny copper tendrils of soft pussy hairs which curled out from around the edges of the elastic leg bands. Her cunt juice had soaked clear through the material that attempted to hide it.

And then, Nancy stared upward in perverted anticipation, Dan began to undress. Maltepe Escort She watched him remove his tee-shirt, exposing his muscular chest within which his heart was beating as rapidly as a snare drum, then slowly, almost torturously, unbuckle his pants and slide them down over his legs and kick them off with his shoes. He rolled his undershorts down next, his fully recovered cock jutting out from his loins like a lance poised to fuck into her soft white belly without mercy.

“Oooohhhh Fuck, yesssss …” Nancy murmured in a daze. She was dimly aware of his hands once more beginning to strip her of her clothing, his touch leaving burning paths of desire in their wake that burst out of control.

He slid the thin fabric of her dress sensuously down her soft trembling thighs and threw it on to the floor where it landed in a light frothy pile.

He raised up to his knees then between her quivering legs, and fumbled with the elastic waistband of her thin silk panties as she writhed in the paralyzing hold of her passion. It took a moment for him to be able to slide the fabric from her heaving ass cheeks, but soon the cum-wet panties were added to the skimpy pile of clothing beside the bed allowing her pussy juice to flow freely.

There was nothing left. Nancy lay before the lawyer, completely naked and smoldering with an overwhelming desire for him as he sat between her open thighs.

“Oooohhhh, Mrs. Connors,” she heard him say mockingly, “I sure do want to fuck you!”

Nancy stiffened at the sound of her lover’s tone, afraid that he might be teasing her, and yet his mocking her only excited her more. She could feel the hot juices seeping from the quivering lips of her nakedly spread pussy hole, and she tried to squeeze her legs together to ease the tingling sensations leaking out of control through her cunt. She brushed her inner thighs against Dan’s thighs, the very touch of his muscular body making her tremble with renewed passion.

“Can I fuck you, Mrs. Connors?” Dan plaintively asked. “Can I now?”

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Hell, yes! Yes, fuck me, you bastard!” Nancy groaned mindlessly. She was a slave to the surges of vulgar lust that were making her ache to have his huge swelling cock fucking inside of her cunt once again. An electrifying series of violent shocks seared through her like a thousand tiny forks of lightning as his rough hand coursed over her heated flesh. The tormenting flashes prodded with needlelike tauntings along the inner soaked contours of her thighs, causing her to jerk her legs further outward on either side of him and involuntarily grind her ass deeper into the mattress. Searing hot flames licked mercilessly at her nakedness, but her anguished rotations were futile without his cock. She lay twisting from the scalding touch of fingertips along her inner thighs and lower belly, her mind struggling hopelessly against the stabs of delicious sensations which were following the feverish course of Dan’s searching hands. Her pussy was as dilated as it could get acknowledging its readiness to be fucked.

Dan played delightedly with her naked flesh, knowing that her cum would be all the more exciting for the torment she was undergoing now.

“Turn over on your belly, Mrs. Connors,” Dan said with a lusty sneer. “I’m going to fuck you like a bitch!”

Nancy felt a thrill run through her at this unexpected request and she turned over eagerly. One of his hands gripped the soft flesh of her narrow waist and pulled her jiggling hips powerfully off the mattress, while keeping her face and tits resting on the bed.

Nancy’s naked ass wavered high off the mattress behind her now, her mind empty of everything but what he might do next. She had an urge to turn her head back and look at her wonderful lover, but that might just further prolong the inevitable fuck she was waiting so eagerly for.

Kneeling behind her, Dan ground his painfully jerking cock in the narrow white crevice between her trembling ass, pressing the soft cheeks together to enclose his cock like the fitting of a glove, and planted warm, wet kisses along the standing ridges of her spine. She groaned slightly as her body shivered from the wet contact on her naked loins and back. He placed his thumbs on either side of her gaping cunt and pressed out gently, gradually. Nancy shuddered as he continued his gentle pressure, and her muscles İstanbul Escort which had been keyed up for so long relaxed in the loose tranquility of knowing that they would soon be getting what they wanted.

He was crouched down behind her, his face level with her cunt, and as he watched with gleaming eyes, the wet glistening pussy lips slowly parted even more of their own volition to the guiding motion of his thumbs.

He could see all of her hungry cunt and the juices of her pussy upon her inner thighs, as she caused her ass cheeks to slip wider and wider apart.

He breathed softly into her pussy and Nancy squirmed. He could hear a faint moan of delight slipping from between her now open lips as she felt the featherlike touch of his hands and breath against her auburn-furred cunt.

Dan grinned, and then with one quick rush of his tongue, he thrust forward between the hot, wet folds of her hungry cunt. He heard her gasp from the sudden entry, and he pressed his mouth closer to kiss all of her hot pussy. He began to fuck his searching tongue deep up inside her cunt lips, sucking and swirling it crazily while her pussy involuntarily contracted tightly around its long, smooth length. He made sure to apply plenty of friction of her hard enlarged clit.

“Oohhhhhhh,” Nancy sighed as she felt the wet, tantalizing kisses being lavished on the hair-lined slit between her legs. Every muscle in her body tightened from the tingling pleasure licking between her wide splayed thighs, while soft, escaping moans of delight arose from her constricted throat.

Dan pushed his face further up into her cunt, teasing her swollen clit relentlessly with his tongue, sending her out of her mind with passion. She knew that her naked body was, for the second time that day, approaching that exquisite state where nothing would matter but to delight in total abandonment. The knowledge of her approaching cum made her squirm her ass back against the hot licking mouth.

Dan worked slave like behind his mistress’s kneeling body, his tongue making wet, sluicing sounds with each heated in-fuck he made. Nancy’s cries were one long, low moan now as he slid his lashing tongue in and out of the wet confines of her pussy. He pushed his face still further under her cunt and began to tease at it gleefully with his nipping teeth while she writhed and churned upon her ass in a dance of passion.

“Oooohhhhhhhh! Aaaahhhhhh!” she groaned, her body out of control, and her mind rapidly approaching that same point of insane desire from the deliciously obscene sucking of her cunt. With a smug satisfaction, Dan behind her could feel the muscles of her inner thighs hollowing and contracting around the sides of his cum-slick cheeks as he licked and sucked at her with greedy, untamed lust. Nancy’s pussy flowered involuntarily wider, and her cunt juices increased with each second his sucking mouth continued to lap her widespread loins. Her pussy juices ran in hot, wet trickles down the sides of his cheeks as they pressed tightly into the softness of her hungry gripping thighs, then down the ivory columns of her legs to stain the mattress beneath her knees.

“Uuuuhhhhh!” she grunted as he fucked his tongue deeper into her pussy, expanding the swollen lips with every fuck. Oh Lord, how Dan could cuntlick her out of her mind. This was the best game they’d ever had together. A strange masochistic pleasure rippled through her fevered flesh at the thought of all he’d done. She wanted to be swallowed by it; she wanted to be fucked and sucked until she could never walk again! Her helpless, kneeling form was driving her wild with lust-inciting sensations!

“Oooohhhhh, you bastard!” she suddenly heard herself call out of control, the rhythm of his skewering tongue becoming too much.

“Ohhhhhh, suck me! Suck my cunt!” “You FUCKING JERK, MAY MY CUNT SQUIRT YOU CUNT LICKER”

Dan heard Nancy’s obscenities and felt the wild abandoned tempo of her naked, lush body, and his cock ached from the anticipation to fuck it deep into her juicy cunt. With some difficulty he slithered to his knees and worked his muscular hips into the now wet and glistening opening of her ass crack from behind. He held his painfully jerking prick tightly between his fingers and poised its massive head at the elastic hole of her hungry gripping cunt. He watched with lust-gleaming eyes as the cum-wet pussy Anadolu Yakası Escort lips nibbled at him like the mouth of a fish, and he felt a small dewdrop of cock juice forming on the tip of his cock, and then a mighty jerk of his penis happened shooting a long stream of semen on her but. He had to fuck her now, or he would cum all over her ass!

He moved forward, slipping as far up between her wide-splayed thighs as he could go, guiding his thick cum dripping prick between the warm enveloping folds of her swollen pussy. He groaned with desire, wondering again at the delicious softness of her cunt around his cock.

It incited him to uncontrollable lust, and he flexed his loins, feeling all of the unfulfilled desire he had built up since last week suddenly surging forward with him into the hot, welcoming belly of the beautiful woman before him. He gasped out loud through the silence of the bedroom as he felt the tightly grasping walls of her cunt soothingly enclose his deeply fucking cock.

“Ooohhhhhhhhhh!” Nancy moaned. His cock finally fucking into her was sending thrills racing along the base of her spine as she felt the savage rhythm of his prick screwing into her pussy from behind. There was no respite, as she felt the lean weight of his pelvis crush hard against her ass cheeks, sweeping them wider and wider apart as he fucked his prick as deep inside her hungry, wet cunt as it would go.

But this was not enough for her fuck-crazy lover. “Shake it, Nancy!” he gasped through his tightly clenched teeth. “Fuck me like a bitch in heat!”

Nancy complied without hesitation. Her ass rotated as she let herself follow his rhythm, grinding and twisting her hips back against his driving cock as though she were glued to it. She could feel him fucking into her more steadily now, the sight of her unrestrained body inciting him to faster and harder efforts. Her breath came in spasmodic puffings now as she droned out her passion into the mattress, her face turned sideways so that all he could see was the effect his fucking was having in the mirror on the wall. Her lips opened and closed in groaning torment, half in pleasure and ecstasy from the sensations burning through her nerves, and half in fear she would be ripped asunder by the hard, pounding cock that was screwing into her cunt.

Behind her, Dan could feel himself building toward his cum. He knew it would be soon and began to fuck her faster, battering mercilessly the trembling cheeks of her fleshy ass with his hard, driving hips. His hands grabbed her slender waist and squeezed the flaccid flesh as he stared down at her bucking body.

“Man!” he shouted hoarsely. “Man, oh man!” “I’m fucking close to ejaculating!!!”

She thrust back her drenched gripping cunt against Dan’s deeply fucking cock so she could accept every fraction of his massive throbbing penis deep up inside of her pussy.

And then, she felt her insides erupt in great hot flashes of intense fire, tunneling through her veins in a never-ending torment of mounting pleasure. She felt her thighs and ass cheeks swept wide apart in one last savage rush as Dan fucked into her cunt with an overwhelming orgasm.

He cried out: “Aaaaaiiiiieeeeee!” “Here it fucking comes.” I’m going to fill your fucking cunt with SPERM!!!!”

Dan’s balls released their torrent of cream. They churned out load after load of strong semen, allowing them to slowly deflate. His shaft took over from his testicles and constricted in ejaculation, again and again freeing the sperm into the pussy that was clamping down upon it.

Nancy’s orgasm was right in tune with Dan. “Oh FUCK!!!! FUCK!!!!” I’m cummminggg.” Her legs were shaking; her cunt was opening and then clamping down in rhythm to her orgasm. Her pussy was spraying its ejaculating juice all over Dan’s cock and balls. “Ohhhhhh Baby! Fuckin’ YESSS! Make my cunt squirt…..OHHHHH SHIT!!!”

Nancy could feel the white, hot cum juice filling her cunt passage with a tremendous charge. She could feel it flooding hotly into her and filling the depths of her womb until she thought she would drown inside. There were several convulsive jerkings of Dan’s hips against the softly trembling cheeks of her ass, and then he fell forward over her back, pushing her face down onto the mattress.

Dan lifted himself, exhausted, from her back. There was a cool rush of air between her legs as his limp cock withdrew allowing her cunt to finish its orgasmic spray. Finally Nancy’s pussy closed down and her clit began to soften. The well fucked wife rolled over onto her back and lay still, unable to move or care, wondering how they could ever top the fucking they had had that afternoon.

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“I don’t know. He is usually always home,” Debbie told Rose. “I wanted to give him the new beer I got him so he can put it in the fridge before it gets warm and I have to leave.”

“You seem to know him quite well, what is he like?”, Rose inquired.

“I don’t know him as well as I’d like to. I can tell you this, he is not just a good looking man. He is a kind, gentle guy who looks at you when you speak and listens when you talk.”

“I’ve never talked to him.”

“What? You have lived upstairs from him for what, two years now? Why on earth have you never talked to him?” Debbie asked.

“He intimidates me, I think. I know he is single. He has always been pleasant when I’ve seen him in the hall. He always says hello and all that. I never even returned his greeting until this weekend.”

“Wow girlfriend,” Debbie quipped, “You don’t know what you’re missing. You really should get to know him. I doubt he’d bite.”

“After what I heard this weekend, are you sure of that?”

“Oh you heard them too huh?”

“Damned right I did. Who was that woman? Where did she come from and why oh why wasn’t that me?” Rose stated emphatically.

“Her name is Holly and she is a friend of his. He introduced her to me. She is a very sexy woman.”

“Her body is to die for. From what I heard, she sure loved what he did to her, and did to her, over and over again.” Rose laughed. “And he did her, over and over again.”

“Just how much did you hear?”

Rose laughed loudly and blushed deeply, “All of it. Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday too. Let me just say, it was the best sex I never had.”

“I hear that. I heard all of it too. I have to say this, I am glad no one came into the building or they would have caught me in a very bad situation. I stood in the hall with my hand in my panties for hours listening to her screams and climaxes. I don’t think I’ve ever been so wet in my life.”

Rose laughed and opened her purse. “Hon, you should have come upstairs. I have another one of these.” With that, she pulled a stethoscope from her purse. “At least I was naked and when she came, so did we.”

“The big question now is, was she just loud or is he that good?” Debbie mused.

“I really don’t know but we’d better change the subject. Here he is.”

I pulled up and began unloading the car. Not a lot of food but a shit load of booze. Rum Runners take a lot to make and I never want to run out. I did buy food too and I wanted to get it taken care off as well. I entered the lobby and saw Debbie and the oriental girl standing there.

“Hi ladies, how is your day going?”

“Great, now that you are here.” Debbie said. “I was hoping to see you before I left.”

“Oh, what did I do now?”, I smirked.

“I have a couple of cases of a new beer and I want your opinion.”

I flashed a pleasant smile, “Oh, as long as I am not in trouble. Anything you want dear lady.”

“See Rose, you don’t have to be afraid of him. He’s a sweetheart.”

“Rose? Is your name Rose?”, I asked as I looked into her striking face. “Dammit, I am sure slipping. It has only taken me almost two years to find that out. I hate getting old.”

Debbie did the formal introductions and went to get the beer. She set it by my door and said she had to do a promotion at a local bar.

“You have a good evening Debbie.”

She reached over and quite uncharacteristically planted a soft kiss on my cheek, “Anything I want huh, I’ll have to remember that.”

“Now what the hell brought that on?”, I wondered aloud as I reached down to pick up my bags.”

“Here, let me help you with those,” Rose offered and picked up several heavy bags. “Debbie wasn’t kidding when she said that you’re apartment was spectacular. Who is your decorator?”

I began to laugh and my mind flashed back many years, “A couple of lovely women friends from Ft. Lauderdale. I’ve known them for years and anytime I move, they insist on doing my apartment or house.”

Rose wondered if that was all they insisted on doing but she kept that thought to herself. “Well they certainly have done a wonderful job on this place. I love the gray leather furniture. It is so rich. Where did you find this bar?”

“They had it custom made for here. Their interior decor business has flourished and they have amazing contacts. They will do anything I want.” Then I burst out laughing. “Anything, that is, but let me drive their car.”

Rose looked at me funny and I just smiled and said, “Sorry, private joke.”

“You sure bought a lot of rum here. You planning another party?

“No, but my favorite drink takes a lot of rum to make. Actually, I was just thinking of making one. Will you join me?

“I would love to but I’d like to change first, if that is okay.”

“Great, I’ll get the food and beer in the fridge while you are doing that. Hurry back.” I watched as Rose picked up her purse and noted her delicate features. Fashionably cut, jet black hair framed her lovely oval face. She was impeccably dressed in a very tailored Ataşehir Escort business suit. She was trim and stood just over 5′ 5″. Her business attire hid many of her other features but to say that she as attractive would be quite an understatement.

I took out some veal, mushrooms, onions and peppers for dinner as I filled the fridge with the balance of the groceries. I was just putting the liquor and beer away when there was a tapping on my door. I let Rose in and did a double take at the woman that entered my place. Perhaps it was the caramel colored flesh, her shining black hair or her refreshed makeup with perfectly shaped lips, no matter what it was, it took my breath away. Rose was lovely.

I walked to the bar and grabbed the blender. Rose watched in amazement as I began to make our drinks.

“Are you trying to get me drunk?”

I laughed and handed her a tall, frosted, delicious Rum Runner. “No Rose, if I was, I would have made it properly.”

“No one told me you were a magician!”, Rose exclaimed as she took a drink. “There is no way you can hand me a drink that I watched you make and not taste any booze in it at all. How did you do that?”

“I’m good…that’s how,” I grinned.

We finally got to know each other and I learned that Rose was a sales representative for a medical supply company. She was single, never married and her only outside activity was she loved to swim. I could understand that as it was apparent that she was meant to be in the water. Rose had changed into short denim shorts and a tee shirt that did not come close to the waist of her shorts. It wasn’t as short as Holly’s but it failed to conceal a very tight abdomen.

“Your girlfriend is certainly a sexy woman,” Rose stated.

“Girlfriend? Oh no. Holly is a friend who I see a few times a year. She owns a restaurant in Boca and we have been good friends for a number of years. We met as a result of an article I had written and our friendship blossomed from there. Since, at that time, we both owned restaurants, we found that we had a lot in common.”

“I have to tell you this, this is the best drink I’ve ever had. I can’t taste the liquor but I can sure feel it.”

“I’m glad you like it. They are my favorite. Are you hungry? I bought some terrific rolls and had planned on a light, but tasty dinner. I have plenty and I’d love the company.”

I created more Rum Runners and that brought a sweet smile from Rose. I moved to the kitchen and began to prepare a simple veal sandwich with mushrooms, peppers and onions. Rose watched as I deftly created the sandwich with a simple arugula salad and presented it to her.

She ate delicately. I had a hard time keeping my concentration from anything other than her lovely lips as we ate.

“So you wrote an article about restaurants and that is how you two met.”

I burst out laughing, “Oh no, I am a writer but I also write hard core porn as well and that is how we met. I had written a story and she apparently enjoyed it. She wrote me and since my lady had moved to Europe and I was living in Key West, she decided to come for a visit. She spent a few days enjoying Key West with me, enjoying my place and the food. We became close friends. Hell, she got me in trouble too but that is besides the point.”

I think the booze had begun to hit her when she quipped, “Got you in trouble?”

It was my turn to blush. I turned to grab the cheesecake from the refrigerator as I said, “Holly can be quite loud.”

“REALLY…I would never have guess that!” I spun around and Rose just sat there laughing. “If I was a betting girl, I bet they would have heard her in Rome.”

“Oh damn, not again!”, I hid my eyes as I cut a slice of cheesecake and garnished it for Rose.

“Mmmmm did you make this? It is amazing. Not only can you cook but you bake as well…amongst other things.”

Her eyes were sparkling and dancing in an impish sort of way. I grabbed our glasses and began another round. Rose came around the back of the bar and walked into my chest. She looked up into my eyes and wrapped her arms around my neck to pull me to her red lips. Her perfume was soft and exotic. Her body molded into mine as our lips touched for the very first time. She held me tightly and our lips began a dance or feather kisses, light touches then firmer, more passionate exploration.

Our exchange ended as she came behind me and watched as I refilled our drinks. I felt her body against mine as I prepared the concoction. The feel of this lovely lady on my back made my task hard to complete. Her slender hands stroked my back delightfully as I finished.

“Did you make this batch the right way?”

“No, why?”

“Make them the right way please.”

I placed the straws in the drinks, turned into her lips and kissed her again. I reached over her her head and took the bottle of 151 from the shelf. I broke the kiss, spun and flooded the straw with a generous floater. I handed Rose her glass and she took a large sip. The 151 did the trick Kadıköy Escort and she placed her drink on the bar. She grabbed me and held my face as she bit my lip so sweetly. We walked from the bar arm in arm. Rose touched my chest and I could not help but notice her protruding nipples against the thin cotton of her top.

I went to sit on the sofa when she whispered, “No, not here. Take me to the bedroom please. I want you so much. I want to make love to you all night long.”

She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply. Rose made no bones about it, she had an need. She had a lust and she wanted me to fill it. I kissed her deeply as I picked up this tender woman and carried her to the bedroom. She lay on the bed and beckoned me to her. The room was dark and I reached over and pushed a single button on the nightstand.

Soft, sensuous music wafted in the air and seductive lighting bathed the room. Rose lay there in amazement as I returned with our drinks. She took a sip and sat the drink down, luxuriating in the ambiance around her. The music was perfect and the woman was divine. This was not the woman I had seen so often over the years. Rose had a side to her that begged to be satisfied. I lay beside her and ran my hands through her silky long locks. As my fingers touched her face, she purred and held herself tight against my hand. I laid beside her and stroked lovingly.

“I am so upset with myself. Why, oh why, have I waited so long to let you know what I’ve been thinking about?” Rose murmured. “I’ve wanted this for well over a year. Kiss me please. Make love, sweet delicious love to me. I want to feel your strong body next to me, on me and in me.”

I reached over and pushed another button on the nightstand and returned to Rose’s passions. My strong hands stroked her neck. My fingers teased her and toyed with her. She gasped as I drew small circles around her ears. I drew my hand onto her neck and I played with the neckline of her top. I drew my fingers down between her breasts and onto her hard, flat stomach. She inhaled deeply as I began to to stroke her taut flesh. I leaned over and kissed her neck. Rose turned her head and allowed me full access to her. She shivered as my lips caressed her soft flesh. When my tongue circumnavigated her ear, she shrieked with joy. I kissed her eyes and then her lovely nose. She kissed me with total abandoned as my hand moved up her stomach and under delicious breast.

The thin fabric of her top rode against my hand and her silky flesh thrilled every nerve ending in my body. The scent of this woman coupled with her desirous mouth, fueled my passions wildly. Our tongues clashed hungrily as my hand stroked the tender flesh beneath her lovely breasts. Rose threw her arms over her head begging me to remove her top. I pulled the thin fabric over her head and gazed at her sweet, firm, heaving breasts. Their perfect shape was inspiring. Her small areolas were barely an inch across and adorned with delightful rock hard, passion filled nipples that begged to be sucked.

I slid my hands to her waist and undid the clasp to remove her shorts. She raised her hips as I slid them over her truly remarkable legs. I pulled her panties off and inhaled as her most intimate area came into view. Her hips framed a perfect triangle of perfectly coiffed jet black hair which ended just above one of the most delicious, puffy lipped pussies I had ever seen. It glistened and the hood of her clit was so prominent between those delicious folds.

“Do you like what you see?” she asked sweetly.

“You are absolutely wonderful Rose,” I stated as I looked into her luscious almond shaped eyes. “You are spectacular, breathtaking and lovely.”

“Are you sure? My boobs aren’t as big as Holly’s by any stretch of the imagination.”

“Holly bought hers sweetheart. I prefer yours to hers any day.”

Rose smiled and I turned her over onto her stomach. I reached over to the nightstand and extracted a bottle from a concealed drawer. I poured some onto my hand and began to massage the hot oil onto Roses shoulders.

“What? How? Oh that feels so good. Mmmm, oh this is simply wonderful.”

I began to give her a massage that sent her into sweet moans as I caressed every sweet inch of her lovely body. The hot oil thrilled her as I caressed the tender sides of her body and over her hips.

“Oh you delicious man. You delicious, sexy man.”

I massaged her feet and then her legs. The sheen of the oil on her asian flesh in the seductive light was positively intense. She shivered as I kissed the back of her knees and up her thighs. I turned her over and Rose sat up and swiftly removed my clothes. She kissed me and I playfully threw her back onto the bed and regained the oil.

I oiled my hands and began to cup her firm, full breasts. Her diamond hard nipples grazed my palms, barely touching them. The tenderness of the touch sent shock waves through her. I held my hands barely above her hard nipples and I looked deep into her Bostancı Escort eyes. I arched my hands and pulled the muscles tight.

“Whatever you are doing is awesome. I can feel some kind of electricity flowing from your hands. It feels so amazingly sexy. Don’t stop it, mmmmm don’t stop it at all!” Rose yelped. I moved my hands lower onto her belly and she inhaled deeply. Her hard, tight stomach contracted as I gazed into her eyes. “You’re going to make me cum. I don’t know how, but you are. Oh YES, Oh YES, YES, YES!”

I kissed her and stroked her belly as she quit spasming. I retrieved the warm oil and applied it to her hips as I moved between her lovely legs. My hands caressed her pelvic bone and down onto her thighs. Her shapely legs felt wonderful. As my gaze fell onto her naked body, I was amazed that this gorgeous creature was the same one who had lived above me for so long.

As my slippery hands caressed her inner thighs, Rose moaned delightfully. Her small hands caressed her breasts as the heat of her thighs built her desire deeper. My hands moved into her puffy folds and I parted them sweetly. Rose inhaled sharply as I exhaled on her opened lips. She swiveled her hips lovingly when the first sweet sensation my tongue caused stirred her brain. As it gently began its exploration into her wetness, Rose became increasingly inflamed.

“You are doing this so well. Oh yes, please don’t stop. You feel so good and I love this. Lick me, don’t stop licking me. I love this so much,” she cooed.

My lips and mouth toyed and teased her deliciously. When my tongue began to circle her clit Rose lifted her hips completely off the bed and forced her blazing, lovely lips hard onto my face. Her hips began to ride my face delightfully. Her moisture intensified as our union was complete. I closed over her hard nub and I began to stroke the sweet, smooth underside.

“Suck my clit darling. So soft and so gentle. I am going to ride your face. Ride your fabulous face so hard. Oh fuck, I am going to cum, cum on your face. Oh your tongue is delicious. I’m cumming. Oh I am cumming baby. Oh yes.”

Rose rode my face mercilessly. Her thrashing and thrusting were spectacular as she reveled in her bliss. I slid two fingers inside her and pushed upwards. I felt that sweet, spongy area and pressed harder as I continued to tantalize her hard clit.

“Oh my God! Oh fuck yes! Don’t stop! Never stop! Oh dammit, Oh YESSSS! OH I’m going to flood your face so much!”

Rose began to buck like a bronco and she began to squirt massive rivers onto my face. I kept pressing and she kept cumming. I drank her down and she was unstoppable. Her flailing only increased her passion and her lust was beyond description. I slipped my fingers from her and trailed my tongue up her stomach and onto her bosom. I tweaked her nipples then kissed her lovely lips.

My rigid shaft slipped along her velvet slit and her moisture wet me fully. Rose dug her nails into my back as my head teased her tight opening. My cock slid snugly into Rose. She moaned and bit my lower lip as I filled her lovely hot twat. Our hips reveled in the union and I began to stroke deep into her tunnel of sensuality. Our lips mashed, her nails dug in as my hip speed increased wonderfully. I sliced into her hard and fast. Her vice like pussy began grabbing and adhering to my barreling cock. I felt her muscles tighten and her belly flatten and she began to cum. She rode my cock exquisitely as I continued to pound her wet pussy. Rose came again and again and I never broke my cadence.

“Oh you delightful man. You lovely wonderful fucker. My pussy is on fire. I am going to explode again and again. Darling fuck me more, I want more. I need you more and more. Oh fuck, here it cums. I’m cumming. Oh yes, yes, yes. Oh give it to me. Give it all to me. Make me yours now!” Rose screamed.

I slammed deep into her and I felt my cock swell. My legs began to tremble. My breathing was off the chart. I began to cum and it was inspiring. My balls lifted and I shot hard and deep into her tight loving cunt. Rose felt the flood and her hips became a blur as she rode me, milking every loving drop of my hot seed.

I collapsed onto her and we kissed passionately as I softened inside her. We lay together, reveling in the passion we had shared. Our inflamed skin was so sensitive to our every move yet we teased each other deliciously. I stroked her jet black hair and she lovingly ran her hands along my body. We kissed tenderly and enjoyed this terrific afterglow.

“I think we need a refill,” I said as I pulled myself from the bed. I grabbed our glasses and headed for the bar. Rose followed me.

“I was told most of my life that you have to act if you’re going to win and I sure learned that lesson tonight.”

“What do you mean by that?”, I inquired.

“Well, I have lost two years of my life living above a man I always wished I knew. I could never bring myself to even say hello. I must be fifty kinds of stupid,” Rose stated as she came behind me, wrapping her arms around me and resting her face on my back. “I don’t have a wild sex life, in fact, I haven’t had any in a very long time. To think that the gentlest, sexiest man, has lived below me all this time and I did nothing about it, makes me want to cry.”

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This is purely a work of fiction.

Vidya:

The entire village was abuzz with the arrival of a new dame, married to the village chieftains son Prakash. Prakash was a young and dashing son of the most progressive village chieftain. Not only was he educated in the neighbouring town and had completed graduation but also married the lady of his choice which was approved by the chief, which in nearby villages was unheard of. The lady that Prakash had chosen to be his lawfully wedded wife, Vidya, was studying in his college and belonged to an affluent family. She was drop dead gorgeous. Though not very fair, she made up for it with her immaculate curves and well blessed assets. This is what was being discussed not only by the village rowdies but also by the belles seething with jealously.

Although it was a picture perfect match between families of the same class in terms of standard of living and affluence. There were some idealogical differences which had to be ironed out through compromises. The chieftain wanted Prakash and Vidya to reside in the village and look after the agri-based family business. However, the newly wedded couple wanted to stay in the town at least for the first few years. Much to the bride’s chagrin, it was settled that they would settle in a village though in a separate smaller house.

But this story is not about Prakash and Vidya, it is about Manoj.

Manoj:

Manoj was a 50yr old, potbellied dark and bald, potter and craftsman who used to stay next to the newly married couple. Though once a part of a flourishing family, Manoj was the sole custodian of dying art having been abandoned by his immediate family including his wife. Manoj spent his days practising his art and reminiscing the past days of glory. Though he was not a simpleton, he did not have any addictions and his carnal desires had dried up with his wealth and desertion of his family. However, the sight of his new neighbour had aroused something in Manoj that he could not correctly place in the spectrum of his feelings. But whatever it was, he felt happy to see her around.

Vidya:

After settling in her new humble residence, Vidya had commenced her domestic life and professional life by joining as a teacher in the neighbouring village’s school. Though the rustic life was uninteresting, the predictability it offered was comforting. The entire day proceeded like clockwork – morning chores, the work, the evening cooking and the late night copulation. All of it had a set cadence had satiated Vidya and made her drop her guard unaware that her actions were being observed from a distance.

The harvest season was soon arriving with departing showers. The weather that day was an anti-climax for that time of the year. What usually is a bright sunny day turned in to a dull gloomy one. And fearing for the damage to the ripened crops all the men rushed to their farms to salvage whatever they could. By evening it started raining cats and dogs. A worried Vidya stayed back in school waiting for it to subside cursing herself for not carrying an umbrella. Around early evening she decided it wasn’t going to stop raining and she might as well try her luck out there rather than waiting in the school. While she was about to step out, Prakash called her saying he will be spending the night on the farm with all the others. If there was anything that would have annoyed her, it was that. She stepped out into the rain and was drenched to the bone within few steps.

Manoj:

It was getting unusually dark for that time Anadolu Yakası Escort of the day! With the twilight just the horizon, Manoj was anxiously waiting for his daily dose of visual entitlement. He longed everyday to watch Vidya walk across his house towards her. The way her hips swayed with each step made those long forgotten emotions stir. Today was not different. The patter of rain was fuelling his anxiety. The darkness was engulfing the sky with each passing moment and with that his hope of watching her pass by was also diminishing. He convinced himself that she might spend the night with her in-laws and that he will have to wait another day, but somehow his heart wasn’t convinced. Every few seconds his eyes would dart back to the lane that she traversed daily. Finally after a long wait he could finally see a faint hint of her. And it did not disappoint him for even a second. It wasn’t the daily graceful sway, but a rushed walk. But somehow this looked more appealing than anything he had seen before. Vidya was drenched from top to toe. Her saree clinging tightly to her body accentuate her curves. He did not know if he actually saw it or his mind was imagining the raindrops rolling over her waist and neck. He could see every curve of hers and it was just the way he had imagined it. He was grappling all that he could with his eyes.

Vidya:

Vidya was cursing her luck with every step and her temper at this point knew no bounds. Her trip back home was not uneventful. After much effort, a rickshawala traveling with his family finally chose to give her a lift till the entrance of the village on the main road. Once she was uncomfortable inside the already cramped up rickshaw, she could not help but notice that the driver was ogling at her, which even the driver’s wife noticed and Vidya was unceremoniously asked to get down by her within a few minutes. The remaining part of the journey was spent walking in heel deep mud. She didn’t even realise when her chapals came apart. Now her only fear was getting hurt.

As she neared her house she saw the ugly old fart standing in the veranda of his house and staring at her unabashedly. She had seen her ogling at her many times lustily and noticed him hanging around the compound of their house trying catch a glimpse of her. But she had let it all go unnoticed owing to his old age. However, her foul mood made this blatant staring intolerable and she stared back at him angrily spitting venom. Somewhere during this stare, she tripped and fell in the mud. Though the fall was hard, the soft ground ensured that she wasn’t injured.

But before she could gauge the situation and come to her senses, a pair of hands grabbed her by the shoulder and lifted her up.

She didn’t know what snapped in her, but as soon as she was up on her feet, she wheeled around and gave on tight slap to Manoj. Then without looking back she rushed to her house.

Manoj:

He had all the right intentions of helping a lady in distress, but it had all turned upside down. Instead of gratitude he had received a dose of humiliation. The slap on his cheek had cut-in deep and hurt him deep down. He looked around to see if anyone else had seen what had just transpired but the darkness had befallen had made it difficult to decipher. He saw her rush towards her house within a flash. But that was the last thing on his mind. An usually quiet and happy go lucky guy was seething with anger. The blood rushed to his brain leaving little room for rational thinking and he dragged Bostancı Escort himself towards her house with bloodshot eyes, tightened mouth and clenched fists. He pushed the door open and walked in.

Vidya:

In her rush to avoid confrontation and not creating a ruckus, Vidya rushed in without bothering to latch the door of her house. She straight away rushed to her bedroom to get rid off her soiled clothes and prevent herself from soiling the floor. There was no electricity, so she quickly switched on the emergency light in the room and began undressing. As she removed her pallu and turned around to see herself in the mirror, she got a rude shock. Instead of sharing at her own reflection, she was looking in the eyes of a monster. That pot bellied, dark skinned, bald individual with thick skin was familiar but this moment the blood shot eyes betrayed every bit of familiarity. Within a fraction of a second his hand was around her neck trying to squeeze the life out of her.

Manoj:

At that moment all Manoj wanted was revenge for the slap. But the feel of her soft skin in his roungh palms, the terrified look in her eyes, the way the droplets trickled down her face, her neck and her heaving chest. And lastly her sight of her bosom in her blouse melted his heart. He loosened his grip slowly and moved his thumb slowly up her neck wiping the glistening drops of water and sweat. Vidya had closed her eyes by now. Eventually he moved his thumb across her luscious lips slowly relishing the feel of it. His loins started stirring. Slowly Vidya opened her eyes and they looked in each others eyes. That’s when reality hit him like a rock. His stomach lurched. He was in the house of chieftain’s son alone with his wife in what may seem like a compromising position. It was her word against his. He realised the consequences of this will never end in his favour so without much ado he ran out of the house.

Vidya:

His departure left Vidya confused. She wanted this to end but did want him to go. Maybe it was the guilt. But why did her guilt arouse her. She saw herself in the mirror and kept staring at the way she looked. The long hooked nose. The heaving well endowed breasts in the drenched blouse accentuating her bra. The visible cleavage. The hourglass waist which was glistening in the dim light. The deep set navel. Even the shadow cast by her looked appealing. At that moment she had clarity which made her take the next step. She knew exactly what she wanted. She wrapped her pallu and walked out of her house towards Manoj’s.

As soon as she reached there she noticed that the door was ajar and Manoj was standing in the centre if the candle lit room facing the door. She confidently walked in the room. Her heart was beating fast and there butterflies in her stomach were wreaking havoc of anxiety but she still portrayed to keep her calm. She locked the door behind her and walked straight upto him all the while staring in his eyes. The water dripping from both their bodies soiling the floor. He suddenly went down on his knees not even looking in her eyes and asking for forgiveness. She had him where she wanted. The heat emanating from her did betray any emotion though. She started pulling up her saree exposing her feet with anklets in them. Then her perfectly curved calves and lastly the well toned thighs. All the while, Manoj was staring at the floor with his eyes closed and begging for forgiveness.

Vidya bunched up her saree near her waist and held it in one hand and with the other she grabbed Erenköy Escort his bald head and pulled him closer towards his pussy. Instinctively he smelled the scent emanating for it and kissed it lightly over her wet panty. He moved his fat rough palms on her ass and gently squeezed them. Then he put his fingers in the waistband of her panty and slowly pulled it down. All this while he was planting soft kisses on her panty. Vidya was relishing the feel of opposite gender’s skin on hers.

Finally when Manoj kissed her bare hairy pussy with his thick lips, she let out a huge sigh. She put her head back and started enjoying the way Manoj was kissing her pussy. She opened her legs wider and let him in. He was doing magic with his tongue and lips rolling it across the length of the pussy. Within minutes Vidya was seething with pleasure and moaning away to glory though Manoj had not ever inserted his tongue. Maybe it was the weather and erotic nature of their recently established relationship but those ripples of orgasm shook Vidya to the core.

Once the orgasm subsided she pushed him aside and started walking towards the inner room taking of her clothes one by one.

Manoj:

Manoj was dumbfounded to watch her walk inside while stripping. First the blouse and bra came off followed by her saree. By the time he could see her completely naked from behind she was already in the dark room. He grabbed the candle and followed her in. When he saw her next she was basking in her naked glory in the dimly lit room. Manoj place the candle and took off his clothes. The contrast in their naked bodies would have been visible even to a blind person. There was Vidya – well toned body, hour glass figure and perfectly shaped ripe breasts with brown nipples. Then there was Manoj- stout, dark ugly. The exact opposite of Vidya.

Vidya held the base if his mid-sized cock and pulled him closer towards her, while she her self was lying down on the floor. He was on top of her, with his thick frame leaning on her delicate one and his dick being guided to her moist pussy. As soon as the tip of his cock touched the entrance of her cunt, Manoj winced. She held him closer in an embrace and planted her lips on his and then moved her hands over his back towards his hips gently nudging him to push. Manoj responded by kissing her back and pushing his cock in. He could feel his foreskin role back as his dark cock was being engulfed in the folds of her pussy. The juices from both their bodies were covering their inner thighs. The peculiar smell of juices, bodies and sex was thick in the room. Vidya gasped as the entire length of the cock entered her.

Manoj could feel the velvety folds of her young tight pussy on his cock. He started pounding her gradually increasing his pace. With each stroke of his he could see her taut flesh ripple and her tits bounce. He went down on her boobs and sucked them while pounding her.

Vidya:

The feel of his dick was heavenly. The discomfort initially caused by his belly had vanished. She was lost in the pleasure of each stroke. Moaning her heart out. Her moans were somehow drowned in the thunder and rain. The way he sucked her nipples made her cringe with ecstasy. She could feel her orgasm building up. Soon Manoj arched his back, squeezed his ass and shoved his dick in harder and deeper. With a loud moan and some swear words he pumped his seed in her fertile pussy. She could feel the tension building in his cock as it twitched. As soon as his cum touched her pussy she came with loud guttural moan arching her back against the floor and tears of pleasure in her eyes.

Soon both of them recovered from their orgasms and lay next to each other panting and their combined juices stuck to their genitals thinking about the future of this relationship.

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Sarah squinted her eyes as she typed. It was almost three in the morning, but she couldn’t stop herself from pouring her words out onto her screen.

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I love you Mike. I can’t help it, I always will.

I think about us together all the time. Bodies wound up together, touching, longing. Touching your face, sliding my hands all over your body, being held in your arms. In the daze that is alcohol and lust, I’m covering you with my body and fulfilling a desire that’s been waiting for far too long.

In the dark, I slide my hands along your muscular arms, along your waist, down your legs; prolonging my trip down to the inevitable. I lick my lips in anticiMikeion of wrapping them around your hard cock, making you groan and lie back as I use my lips and hands to massage your dick and balls. I anxiously look forward until the moment when you’ll be inside of me.

For years I’ve waited, waited until you give me the only thing I want. Music and sex swirl around me as I try to articulate my need for you. I can feel the lust building inside of me, but it’s more than that. My thoughts spin around and around, waiting for you to make some sense of them. Your hands, your lips, your touch. I need your body to come close to mine, and pull it into a vortex of lust and love.

There could never be lust without love; not when I’m with you. Nothing will make me forget how much I love you, and there is no amount of time that will pass that makes me forget that. Holding you so close,

Closing my eyes, it’s just our bodies. It’s a million moments; frozen in time. A kiss, a touch, a caress, a kiss, a kiss, a deep kiss.

Love never meant anything until I met you. It was abstract, like an untouchable painting in a museum. To be seen, then passed by and only momentarily remembered in the context of something similar.

You are not a painting, or sculpture to be admired from afar. Flesh, blood, feelings and heart. You need love, attention, and sex.

I cry when I think of you. Body bending to fit mine, accommodating of my needs and wants. Lips so soft, anticiMikeing my thoughts. Hard and ready, prepared to meet my lust and match it with your own. Hips bending slowly, positioning themselves to fit your own body; turning one into two, turning you and I into us.

Us. You and I were an us. Fluidity, without question. Silent, inevitable, demanding. Heavy breathing, tight embraces and liquid pleasure exchanged between us. No fantasy too big, no demand too small. Every type of happiness was shared between us. Us. There was an Us. We existed together as one entity, that did not sexually function without the other.

I love you Mike. I love you, I love you, I love you You are my one and only.

“I love you, I loved you all along…

I wanted you to stay. I needed, need to hear you say…..”

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She sat back from her computer and gently shut the laptop closed. Her eye were sore from staring at the computer screen for so long. Helping write out her thoughts and feelings was very cathartic, albeit very infrequently. She had dreams; frustrating and realistic dreams that she couldn’t share with anyone except a close friend. She often woke up next to her partner, sometimes in the middle of the night, feeling lost and angry and sad. The dreams usually ended the same way, her searching and searching for someone that was always just out of reach.

She wasn’t just searching for anybody, she was searching for him. Him.

After five years of marriage, Sarah was almost completely happy with her life. Her current partner was wonderful and she couldn’t ask for much more. Yet still, the dreams continued to persist, making her more confused about things than ever. She often cursed at herself for being unable to stop the dreams, their realism, and they way they upset her once she awoke. Her friends knew of her dreams, and often laughed it off, or told her they were just habit and not a reflection of her true feelings. But why, why couldn’t she escape them?

The man Sarah was thinking of was Mike. Her Mike. No matter how many years passed, many of which she had never seen or spoken to him, every time they briefly made contact, it felt like no time had passed at all. Mike was happily married, and still living in the same town they had met. She heard through friends he was doing well, which pleased her. He deserved someone amazing, and which meant the very opposite from her, she would joke to her closest friends. Sarah genuinely did feel happy for the satisfaction that he deserved.

Nevertheless, the dreams persisted. The only dreams worse than the endless searching were the dreams where she found him. Hard kisses, hands everywhere, sweat and moaning and pure pleasure. His strong arms holding her, protecting her, promising to love her forever. It wasn’t just the lust she dreamt of, it was the memories of making love Maltepe Escort to him. The urgent whispers or even loud cries of love, the hot burning from deep within to have him penetrate her, feeling tears in the corners of her eyes as he held her tightly and thrust deeply into her, again and again and again. She would climax in her dream, and waking up covered in sweat, guiltily satisfied but torn and confused.

Trying to shake off the growing feeling between her legs as she thought of him, she stood up and went to change for a run. The last thing she needed was to sit there and fantasize. What I need is a lobotomy, she thought to herself. Once on the pavement, feeling the concrete unforgivingly beneath her, the thoughts finally subsided.

**

Two weeks later, Sarah was sitting again at her computer, searching for some recipes online. A message popped up in her email, and to her utter shock, it was Mike. Biting her lower lip, she opened the email to find a brief, friendly note from him, saying he had bumped into one of her friends recently, which had made him think of her. Shoving any feelings aside, she replied just as briefly. Click, send. Sarah sighed. See, that was easy, she congratulated herself.

**

A week later, Sarah received another email. It was just as short as the first, but Sarah’s heart jumped as she read the last few lines.

“Not sure if you have any time this week, but give me a call. 555-9876. Would be great to chat.”

Okay…no big deal. She could do that. She could “chat”.

**

It was a Thursday evening, and Sarah was about to flip off her computer for the night. Her second glass of white wine was almost done, and it had made her slightly fuzzy-headed. Mike’s email suddenly jumped to mind, and she suddenly felt gripped by bravery.

“I can call him, this is not a big deal” she said aloud, attempting to reassure herself.

Slightly hesitantly, she picked up the phone and dialed his number.

“Hello?” he answered quickly.

“Hi, Mike. It’s me, Sarah” she said, forcing herself to sound casual.

“Hey, hi! Good to hear your voice. How have you been?”

Sarah and Mike made small talk, and she went to the fridge to pour herself another glass of wine. She sat back down on the couch as they talked about their lives and jobs.

“Sarah, I bumped into your friend Andrea the other day. We went out to the bar for a drink, and when I asked about you, she told me some…unusual stuff” he said, sounding slightly uncomfortable.

“Oh shit, really? Well you know Andrea, always out to cause trouble for people” Sarah choked, trying to muster up a laugh. “What did she say?”

“Well, essentially she said you never really got over our relationship.”

Sarah sat there, speechless. She was going to murder Andrea. Absolutely, positively murder her.

“That’s absolutely untrue. Andrea has always been an exaggerator, you know that. I’m happily married, I can’t believe she would have said that! Trust me Mike, I’m very happy for your marriage and am completely satisfied in mine. I’m sorry that she opened her big mouth like that.”

There was a pause on the other end of the line.

“Of course. It didn’t really sound true, but I just thought it was weird she would say things like that, especially to me. I’m sure your husband wouldn’t appreciate hearing her say things like that.”

“Definitely! I will call her right away to set things straight. Thanks for calling to let me know she was talking like that behind my back. It’s sort of a bitchy thing to do.”

“Well of course. No problem.”

This time, it was Sarah’s turn to pause.

“Okay….well, it was great talking to you. Maybe I will see you at the reunion next month?”

“You bet. It’s here in town, so not far for me to go” he laughed.

“See you later Mike. Thanks for calling.”

“No problem Sarah. Bye now”

Sarah placed the phone gingerly back on the cradle, her face burning with embarrassment. She would wait until tomorrow to call Andrea and give her a piece of her mind.

**

“….and then we ran, all the way from the gym back to the dorm rooms!” a voice boomed, as everyone laughed. Music was playing in the ballroom, as people gathered to socialize and meet with old classmates. Sarah was having a fantastic time, catching up with old friends, hearing stories of marriages, children and other news. Her husband was away on business, so she met up with her friends at a bar before the reunion. She realized there was the possibility of Mike being there with his wife, but she was fully prepared.

“Sarah?” someone was calling her name, bringing her attention back to the present.

“Sarah, what ever happened to Mike? Do you guys still keep in touch?” a voice asked.

“Not really, not for years. I heard he’s doing well, which is great” she replied, feeling fairly truthful.

“That’s great, good news. Anyways, so back to this trip….” the voice droned on.

Sarah smiled at her friends and Ümraniye Escort shook her wine glass, needing a refill. It was getting late, and she wanted to head back to her hotel room to get some sleep before the long drive back the following day. The lights were dim, and there appeared to be some couples on the dance floor. She weaved her way through the groups of people, eventually arriving at the bar.

“White wine, please” she signaled to the bartender.

“White wine? Whatever happened to orange juice and vodka” came a voice from behind her.

Already knowing who it was, Sarah’s heart leapt into her throat and she turned around to face him. Him.

“Well you know, it looks odd if you bring a traveller of OJ and vodka to parties, so drinking wine is just easier” she tried to joke.

He smiled broadly at her, as she absorbed seeing him face to face. He had subtly changed, but it was Mike, her Mike from years ago which was the only thing she really truly saw. He was wearing a pair of black pants along with a white shirt and dark-coloured tie. He looked fantastic.

“I see. Rickard’s Red, please” he said to the bartender, and turned to smile at her. She bit her lip again. A million thoughts were running through her head, but she couldn’t do anything but smile back, and sip her wine.

“So where’s your wife?” Sarah found herself unable to avoid asking.

“She’s with her folks this week, her sister just had a baby so she’s back East to help out. I promised her I would fly out in a few days to join them” he responded evenly.

They made small talk for a while, laughing at each other’s jokes and just catching up. It was surreal, talking to him about their partners, their lives. Her Mike. His eyes, his smile, it was all the same. She felt self-conscious, wondering if he was inspecting her like she was him.

“Let’s dance” he said suddenly, bringing her back to reality.

She suddenly realized how close they were standing to each other, something that must have happened while they were talking. In a half-daze, she realized she had forgotten about the other people at the reunion, and was shocked to find many people had already left.

“What?” she asked with surprise. U2 was playing, “With or Without You”. How appropriate, she thought sarcastically to herself.

“C’mon. One dance. We’re old friends, it’s allowed” he replied with a smile.

They stepped onto the dance floor, and he immediately put his arms around her waist. Her arms gravitated around his shoulders, and their bodies gravitated towards each other. She could feel the side of his head touch hers, and unconsciously let out a small sigh.

Oh Mike….Sarah thought to herself, her head spinning and stomach in knots. If only you knew……if only you really, really knew how I feel.

They were silent, as the music pulsed around them. Time stood still for Sarah, as they rocked back and forth. She struggled to stop herself from putting her head on his shoulder, from turning to kiss him, from pressing her body right up against his and telling him what she really wanted.

“Sarah….” Mike whispered, his lips by her ear.

She closed her eyes.

“Mike.” She replied slowly and quietly, wanting to savour this unexpected but earth-shattering moment. Holding him, being in his arms, was more than she could have hoped for.

“We always said….” he said in a low voice, clearly struggling to find the right words. “We said forever.”

The room was spinning around her. Flashbacks of every kind were shooting through her mind, set off by his scent, his arms, his words. She couldn’t find a reply, she just held him closer.

Forever. She didn’t know the meaning of the word, until the day she realized she would have to spend it without him.

“Mike….we can’t” she whispered, unable to figure out the feelings she was having.

“Can’t what, Sarah?” he replied, his breath gently caressing her ear.

“This Mike…we can’t do this. Right now. I can’t stand it” she replied, not willing to play this game any longer. She stepped away from him, feeling like her heart was breaking all over again. To avoid a scene, she simply smiled and waved to people as she walked directly out of the hotel and into the chilly night.

“Fucking cabs, why are there no fucking cabs around in this town?” she cursed as she scanned up and down the parking lot. The cold fall wind scattered leaves around the fairly empty parking lot. Spotting some cabs lined up at the other end of the parking lot, she crossed the rows of cars.

She was halfway there when she heard footsteps behind her, calling her name.

Sarah whirled around angrily.

“What Mike? What!” she said in a low voice, unwilling to draw any attention to them.

“What’s wrong Sarah? We were just dancing and suddenly you storm away? What gives?” Mike said, obviously frustrated at her behavior.

“Mike, you have to be kidding me. We’ve hardly spoken in ten years, we’re both happily married, and you İstanbul Escort wait until NOW to bring up the past?” she said icily.

“Sarah, I didn’t mean to hurt you…” he began.

“But you did Mike. You did. You broke my heart a million times over. I’ll never love anyone like I loved you; I have DREAMS about you still for fuck’s sakes! I have to spend the rest of my live getting over you, and suddenly you expect I’m going to give you a welcome reception now that you’re suddenly willing to give me the time of day?”

Without warning, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to him.

“So it was true. Andrea wasn’t full of crap after all” he responded.

“Let go of me! Look….”

“No Sarah. We said forever” he said, throwing his suit jacket over her shoulders, pulling her into his arms.

“Mike…”

He looked deep into her eyes, and he kissed her. His lips parted and touched hers so gently she wondered if she was imaging all of this. His warm embrace, soft kiss, familiar smell….. She couldn’t help it. She began to melt into him, wrapping her arms around him once again and pressing herself tightly against his body. The stood there in the cold parking lot, kissing passionately.

“We have to go” she said suddenly, pulling back from him.

“What?” he said, clearly startled by their broken embrace.

“Come with me” she said, taking his hand and pulling him purposefully towards the cabs. Within a minute they were inside the cab, arms around each other once more, unable to stay apart on the ride back to her hotel. Somehow they made it up to her room, and onto her bed.

“Oh Mike…..Mike……” she moaned, as he kissed her neck and ran his hands through her hair. Her whole body was on fire, demanding one, singular thing.

He rolled away from her and flicked on a bedside lamp. There were shadows all over the room, suddenly making her feel subconscious.

“Why did you turn the light on?” she whispered as he came back to her.

“I wanted to see you. All of your beautiful body. You have no idea how much I thought about it over the years” he replied truthfully. “I have thought about you.”

“I’ve never stopped thinking about you” she blurted out, uninhibited by wine and being with him.

“Forever…” he whispered in her ear, now breathing heavily. “We said forever.”

“Oh god Mike…” she moaned as he leaned down towards her to kiss her deeply.

They had their arms wrapped around each other, kissing and touching each other like the day they had first had sex. Sarah was exhilarated and terrified and confused, but the only thing she knew without a doubt is this is where she had to be, with him. tonight.

“Wait, sit up” she moaned in between kisses. They finally sat up, facing each other on the bed. She reached towards him and caressed his cheek as she leaned into kiss him again. Her hands made their way to his tie, and began undressing him. His hands reached to her arms, and under her shirt.

“Sarah…my beautiful Sarah” he sighed as her hands threw his shirt aside. He pulled down the straps of her dress, and almost simultaneously they stood up, immediately going to each other, hands everywhere; unbuttoning, unzipping.

Very quickly they were down to their underwear, and kissing once again they fell back onto the bed. She could feel his hardness through his thin boxer shorts, and suddenly she felt flooded with desire, to the point she felt like she was going to drown in it.

“Mike….oh my god MIke, I want you so much. I need your hard cock inside of me” she groaned as they groped and kissed and rubbed each other.

“I want you too, I need you so bad” he muttered, pressing his rock-hard erection up against her. She unconsciously ground her hips against his leg, not caring if he could feel her wetness which was starting to soak her panties. He unhooked her bra and threw it aside.

His lips moved down her body, down to her small, firm breasts. His lips travelled over her nipples, gently sucking and licking them, one then the other. She ran her hands through his hair, wanting him so badly she almost felt sick to her stomach. His free hand continued to travel over her body as she writhed and moaned underneath him. It finally found the soft folds between her legs, and they both gasped as he fingers found her wetness.

“You are just dripping wet” he murmured with pleasure, as his cock stiffened even further.

“It’s for your cock MIke….that’s how badly I need you inside me” she groaned, wiggling her hips to encourage his fingers into her.

His fingers slid along her soaking wet pussy, continuing to lick and nibble both her nipples. She thought of his huge, thick cock and shivered.

“MIke, I want you to fuck me….I need your cock in me right now” she moaned.

“I am going to fuck you again, and again, and again. Right now, I just want to feel every part of you, I missed it so much” he smiled at her, as one of his fingers finally slipped up inside of her.

“Oh my god, Mike” she gasped, immediately thrusting her hips to get his finger deeper into her. He looked up at her face, eyes half closed in excstasy, loving her reactions to him. He slid another finger inside of her, and began rubbing her clit with his thumb.

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