Sandra after University Pt. 5

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Amateur

Sandra after University

by Vanessa Evans

Part 5

I decided to walk the short distance from where I’d parked the Moke to the gym dressed as I was and the 2 guys who were finishing painting the new signage above the gym seemed quite pleased to see me standing watching them. George saw me standing there and came out to greet me and we stood in the street looking at the new signage, both of us pleased with what had been done.

“Have you got any clothes with you Sandra?” George finally asked.

“Yes, there’s a skirt in the lock box.” I replied.

“Okay, you go and put it on while I tell Catalina that we’re disappearing for a while. We’ll go and get a drink and a snack before it’s time for your workout.”

“Okay, something made me think about food a bit ago so I am a little peckish.”

As we were doing that a couple of teenage girls walked by. The both looked at me and they obviously saw that I was topless but it was only a quick look and they just kept walking.

George and I walked to Andy and Janice’s cafe and sat at a table. Andy sort of crept up on us and his first words were,

“There’s my cute little bubble butt, can I have a quick rub to keep me going?”

George and I looked at each other, we both smiled and I stood up and leant forwards a bit. Andy’s hand went straight to my butt, rubbed around it then between my legs. His fingers slid along my slit then he held up his hand as I sat down again.

“I see you can’t wait for me to give you a good spanking.” Andy said as we all saw his wet fingers.

I smiled and sucked his fingers dry before he said,

“A real winner George, what can I get for you?”

As we sat and ordered just a snack and a drink George told me that he’d brought forward the pre-party party to that night and he asked Andy if he and Janice would be there and if he’d managed to organise a little buffet.

“Of course we will be there George,” Andy replied, “there’s no way that I’d miss the opportunity to get my hands on this amazing little body.”

As he was saying that, one of Andy’s hands reached out and gently held one of my little tits.

“Magnificent.” Andy continued, “And don’t worry about the food, Janice has it all in hand.”

“The apple pie and beer were just what I needed as we talked, well mainly me telling George all about my day and all its interesting encounters.”

“So are you going to let those 4 guys gang-bang you Sandra?” George asked.

“Would it bother you if I did George?”

“No, it’s your body to do with as you please. I have no claim on you. The only thing that I ask is that don’t bring any unpleasant bugs into our bed.”

“Well I can’t see it happening anyway,” I replied, “they won’t be able to keep up with me.”

“Are you sure Sandra.”

“Just make sure that you’re there at the end of my workout George.”

“I will.”

As we headed back to the gym I asked George just how many people were going to be at the pre-party party.

“Eight plus you and me. Tony and Angela, Andy and Janice, then 4 whom you haven’t met yet. James and Emma who have a little Real Estate business here and John and Mary who have one of the department stores in town. They’re all nice people and you won’t feel out of place or uncomfortable with any of them, I promise you.”

As we walked into the gym Catalina said,

“Hola, you have a visitor Sandra.”

“What? Who? I don’t know anyone here.”

“I guess that you do Sandra.” George said.

“She’s waiting for you in the ladies changing room.”

“Okay,” I said, “I guess that I’d better go and see who it is. George, are you sure that it’s okay having such explicit posters on the walls in this area, everyone walking down the street can see them?”

“Let me worry about that Sandra, you go and get ready and see who your visitor is.”

I took a towel and the key to the locker that I had claimed as my own and headed to the ladies changing room where I saw a naked girl sat on a bench with her back to me.

“Hello, can I help you?” I said then my question was answered and a big smile came on my face.

“Hi there Lucy, how are you?” I said as Lucy stood and turned to face me.

“I’m good thanks, and I saw the poster in the club when I went in at lunchtime and decided to see if I could get a free workout. I promised the girl on reception that I was going to workout naked like you so she let me in without paying.”

“Catalina, she’s a treasure, George is lucky to have her.”

“So how does this work Sandra, do I just do my own thing or am I supposed to do the same as you?”

“That’s up to you Lucy but I was considering starting a sort of class, with me leading and the other girls following. That way the guys will get very explicit views of the girls, assuming that more girls decide to come along.”

“I’m here aren’t I, and I’m sure that more will follow, I mean, what reasonable looking girl wouldn’t want to show her stuff to lots of cute guys? Why isn’t that receptionist girl joining in?”

“Catalina is a bit shy, but we’re working on her. What about any other girls at your club?”

“There’s a couple who I think would be interested, especially when I go back and tell them how much fun I’m sure that I’m going to have.”

“And I’m sure that you will Lucy, but before I go in there I need a shower, I’ve been handing out flyers at the beach all day and I’m covered in sweat and dust.”

“You look good to me girl.”

“Thanks, but I’m still having a shower.”

We chatted some more as I had a quick shower managing to keep my hair just about dry, then dried myself and looked at Lucy.

“You okay girl, you look a bit nervous.” I asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine, just showing more than I do at the club and I’m sure that the lights will be brighter here.”

“You’ll be fine, just do what I do and don’t look at the guys if you don’t want to.”

“But I want to look, see their faces.”

“And the bulges in their shorts.”

“Those as well.”

“Come on girl, let’s do it.”

We walked out of the changing room just as another girl was walking in. She saw that we were both naked, smiled and said hello. Outside the workout room, Lucy and I looked at each other, took a deep breath then opened the door.

“Wow, that’s more cocks than I expected.” Lucy whispered.

“Yes, me too.” I whispered back and thought that this was the biggest audience so far.

Two guys walked up to us and I recognised them immediately from that afternoon.

“Hi Suzie,” one of them said, “I told you that we’d come and take you on.”

I turned to Lucy and said,

“I met these 4 guys this afternoon and I promised them that if they did everything that I did, only better, then they could gang-bang me afterwards.”

“What! But they’re guys, they’re bound to be stronger.”

“Relax Lucy, I’ve got this covered.”

Then I whispered to Lucy,

“By the way, I’m Suzie in here, like it says in the posters.”

“Right Suzie,” Lucy loudly said, “let’s show these guys how to do a proper workout.”

Just then George walked in and I said,

“George, these 4 guys reckon that they can do everything that I do, only better, will you watch us and be the judge please?”

Then I turned to the 4 guys and continued,

“There you are guys, now you can’t accuse is of any female bias.”

“Like we’d need to do that.” One of the guys said.

I turned to Lucy and said,

“You follow me round then George can keep an eye on the 4 guys.”

Lucy nodded her head as we walked to the exercise bikes and she smiled and copied me as I adjusted the height of the saddle. She did the same on the bike next to me.

As I started to pedal I looked at Lucy in the mirror and saw that she looked as comfortable being naked with all those guys around as I did. I guessed that her working at the club wearing just an ultra short skirt and probably getting groped every night had got rid of any shyness that she may have had.

A couple of the guys took the other 2 bikes and were soon pedalling faster than either Lucy or I were. Lucy and I kept on, sliding from side to side on the saddles at a steady pace until I orgasmed first, quickly followed by Lucy. When I was back to normal I climbed off the bike and let one of the other guys get on it. I saw him look at the wet saddle and I said,

“Don’t worry mate, I don’t expect you to cum like I did.”

I was just about to move on to the next machine when I saw and heard Lucy cumming. By the time that I’d got my machine setup Lucy had joined me.

“That one next.” I said pointing to another machine, “you use that then we’ll swap.”

“That was good on the bikes,” Lucy quietly said, “I never thought of raising the saddle like that until I saw you do it.”

“Yeah, it is fun,” I quietly said back, “have you noticed that just about everyone else in the room has stopped exercising and is watching us?”

“I have, this is so much more fun that working at the club.” Lucy replied.

Lucy and I continued using the machines until the last one on my routine then I took Lucy to the water machine whilst we waited for the 4 guys to catch us up. I have to say that they were working hard. When the first 2 came over to us one of them said,

“That was easy Suzie, time to pay-up soon.”

“We’re not done yet mate,” I replied, “the second part is on the mats so we can all do it together, like a yoga instructor taking a class.”

“So we can watch you two bending over from behind you.” The other guy said.

“Something like that.” I replied as I heard Lucy giggle a bit,

Once all 4 guys had finished on the machines I said,

“Right, the second half is on the mats, you 4 and Lucy stand behind me and do what I do, okay?”

I looked at all 4 male faces and saw 4 smiles then I continued,

“So far guys, you have kept up with me, and probably done better than me but that was all strength, now we are going to see how supple you are, are you ready to start losing?”

Four confident looking guys and a smiling Lucy all nodded at me.

It wasn’t long before it became very obvious that none of the guys had done any of the floor exercises before. Lucy was just about keeping up with me but the guys were comical. They were obviously doing their best, not wanting to miss out on the potential gang-bang but they didn’t really stand a chance.

The 2 exercises that finished them off were firstly, the standing splits, not a cat in hells chance; and secondly the final exercise, where I put my calves behind my shoulders and do 40 Kegel exercises.

“Come on guys.” I said when I had finished and got to my feet. “You haven’t even got your calves behind your shoulder yet, and you missed seeing me do my Kegels.”

It was another minute or so before one of the guy’s legs fell flat on the floor and he said,

“Okay Suzie, we admit defeat, we didn’t think about floor exercises.”

“Thinking too much about the prize were you?”

By then all 4 of them were flat on their backs on the mats and George came over and said.

“I guess that you all realise that you’ve been tricked by a girl, but don’t be too hard on yourself, if I’d been you I’d have fallen for it as well. Never mind, there’s plenty of girls out there, the night is still young and you still might score.”

Four dejected young men left the workout room which slowly started getting back to normal. Lucy came over to George and I and said,

“That was fun, I’m assuming that you were playing them along all the time Suzie, sorry Sandra?”

“I was, guys are so predictable Lucy, and you can call me whichever name that you want.”

“I hate to spoil your fun girls,” George said, “but Sandra and I have somewhere that we have to be. You work at the Pink Pussy Kat don’t you Lucy? Are we going to see more of you here on an evening, you’re just the sort of girl that this place needs. Sorry, I didn’t mean that to sound offensive.”

“None taken George, and yes, I do work at the Pink Pussy Kat, I’m sure that you’ve had your hand up my skirt a few times in there, and I don’t think that there’s any more of me to see but you will see me here quite often, assuming that you don’t start charging me, it’s fun teasing all those guys.”

“No Lucy, just so long as you workout like that you can come here as often as you want and we won’t charge you. Come on Sandra, shower.”

Lucy and I went off to the shower and were talking when another girl joined us. It was the one that I’d noticed before we started our workout. I’d also noticed her standing in the background watching us doing our workout.

“Hi.” The naked girl said as she stepped under a shower head.

“Hey.” Both Lucy and I replied.

“I’m Chloe, I came to see if what it said on the flyer as right.”

“Well now you know,” I replied, “I’m Sandra, or Suzie, whichever, and this is Lucy. Does this mean that you will be coming back for free workouts Chloe?”

“They’re really free?” Chloe asked.

“If you workout like we did, then yes, totally free.” I replied, “I’m here every night around this time, I’m thinking of running a sort of informal class for girls who don’t workout that often and want and excuse to show-off their goodies, it’s great watching the guys watching us.”

“I don’t start work until 9 so it would fit in with my schedule.” Chloe said,

“Mine too,” Lucy added, “I work at the Pink Pussy Kat so this is going to be great for me, get me all horny before I start work so that I’ll enjoy all those wandering hands even more. Maybe even get an orgasm or two out of them.”

“Yeah, I work at that big, famous club by the harbour,” Chloe said, “so it will fit in well for me as well.”

By then I was finished showering so I told Lucy and Chloe that I had to go.

“What about your hair?” Chloe asked.

“It can blow dry on the way.” I replied as I quickly got dried.

“Is Sandra going to wherever like that?” I heard Chloe as as the naked me went out of the door. I didn’t hear Lucy’s answer.

“I’ve loaded the Moke.” George said as I got to the entrance.

Thirty seconds later, Sefaköy Escort the still very naked me was sat in the Moke’s passenger seat and we were zooming down the road.

At the villa there was a small van outside and as we pulled up I saw Andy and Janice get out. Andy said hello by asking if my butt was ready to be spanked.

“Stop harassing the poor girl Andy.” Janice said before turning to me and continuing, “he’s quite harmless really.”

“I’m looking forward to it.” I replied as we all started unloading the van and the Moke.

I started helping Janice and Andy putting the snacks on a table by the pool but that didn’t last long because the others started to arrive. Tony and Angela were the first, Tony commenting on me adapting to the Ibiza lifestyle very well. We hadn’t been chatting very long when the first strangers, to me that is, arrived and George introduced me to John and Mary, George telling me that John and Mary owned a small department store in Ibiza town.

The final guests arrived shortly after I’d decided that both John and Mary were very friendly and easy to talk to. James and Emma were also very friendly and easy to talk to and George told me that they owned an Estate Agents and had actually sold the villa that we were standing outside to George quite a few years ago.

George pulled me to one side and told me that everyone was there and he asked me how I was feeling. I was pleased with myself when I told him that I was feeling quite comfortable with everyone.

I was in constant demand as people wanted to know all about me. The only comment that I got about my lack of clothes was from John who jokingly said he hoped that it didn’t catch on too quickly because they sold a lot of clothes and it wouldn’t be good for their business.

One time when I was talking Angela about the gym I told her that one of the girls who works at the The Pink Pussy Kat, Lucy, had started going to the gym for naked workouts.

“Oh yes, I know Lucy, cute girl, she’s one of the girls who doesn’t wear knickers at work, I’ve watched her get groped and cum lots of times, one of Tony’s best girls. You know Sandra, I should get Tony to revive the wet T-shirt competitions and you should come and enter. You could even work there on our busy nights, after you’ve done your workouts at George’s gym. Hey, a better idea, how about you and Lucy doing part of your workout at the Pussy Kat. I’m sure that that would bring in the punters. From what I’ve heard about your workout they couldn’t get any more explicit if you tried.”

“You mean the Kegels at the end.” I replied, “yes, they are quite explicit.”

“We don’t have a licence for full on sex shows but girls doing Kegels is the next best thing.”

“That does sound like fun.” I replied.

“I’ll talk to Tony, I’m, 100% sure that he’s love to have you working at the club. We’d pay you of course Sandra.”

“Anything that you pay me would be more than George does, I work for him for free, but he does le me live here for free and he does feed me.”

“The tight git, I’ll have to have a word with him.”

“No, don’t do that, I don’t need the money and I did volunteer to do it all for free.”

“Well I suppose that you are getting a lot of sexual pleasure out of it Sandra, and there’s more to come later.”

“I hope so.”

It was then that Andy started asking when we were all going to move to the garage and after a couple of minutes I found myself walking there along with everyone else and starting to feel a little nervous but also excited, not only were my nipples and clit tingling but I could also feel my pussy getting quite wet.

“Sandra,” George said once we had all walked in through the open, big doors, “tell us about this Master Thomas guy and your visits to the Gentlemen’s Club whilst I get the Sybian setup for you.”

I’d guessed that that was coming but I could hear a bit of nervousness in my own voice as I started to tell them about how Isla had started it all. By the time I’d got to telling them about the contents of the envelopes that Master Thomas had given us I was starting to get quite a bit more nervous. I’d watched George mount the Sybian on some sort of wooden frame, a bit like a school gym’s vaulting horse and I’d quickly realised that once I was mounted on it with the huge dildo inside me, there was no way that I could get off without some assistance. But at the same time I was really looking forward to it, so was my pussy, I could feel my juices creeping down my inner thighs despite the air temperature still being in the high twenties.

“Okay,” George announced, “enough talking, time for some action. John, James, would you care to lift Sandra up onto the Sybian.”

Both James and John looked very eager to do as asked and I soon found 4 hands on my bare flesh lifting me so high that I thought that my head was going to hit the ceiling. They held me up, with my legs spread wide, at the back of the Sybian then ‘walked’ me forwards until my pussy was hovering over the dildo.

“Ready Sandra?” James asked.

“Ready,” I replied as my right hand went between my legs to guide the dildo into me.

I let out a long sigh as I bottomed-out, then I looked around. Nine pairs if eyes were all staring at me.

“That feels soo good.” I said as I sat there with no way of stopping the machine once it started, and no way of getting off it on my own. I smiled as I got a crazy image in my brain of the Sybian shaking my insides to a jelly that slowly liquefied and ran out of my body literally dripped to the floor.

“I think that you’ve got some serious competition for us other girls here George.” Mary said, “look at her face, she’s in heaven.”

And I was, I just love doing sexual things with people watching me.

“Okay,” James said, “Are we going to put some bets on how long how long Sandra will last before she cums?”

“Bloody hell, that’s a first for me.” I thought.

I watched and listened as everyone guessed at how long it would be before I orgasmed. The guesses ranged from 2 to nearly 20 minutes, me strongly suspecting that I wouldn’t get anywhere near double digits of minutes.

The Sybian was one with a cordless remote control and I gasped as George turned it on. Then he passed the control to Emma, who was stood next to him, who turned up the vibrations and the rotations.

“One minute each then pass the control on.” I heard George say just before my brain switched to concentrating on what the dildo was doing to me.

I soon realised that I was alternating between leaning forwards so that the ‘scrubbing brush’ was torturing my clit, and leaning back so that dildo rotations found my G-spot. Each time I leant backwards my right hand went to my clit and furiously rubbed my clit for a few seconds before I leant forwards again.

I was in my own little pleasure world just enjoying what everyone there was doing to me.

I had totally lost track of time when the first orgasm hit me and I remember shouting something like,

“YES, YES, OH FUCK, MORE, FASTER, FASTER.”

Then when the waves started to recede I vaguely remember shouting,

“DON’T STOP, PLEASE DON’T STOP.”

Seconds later another orgasm hit me, then another, then another. The next thing that I remember was being in George’s arms and Angela holding a bottle of water to my mouth.

“Here, drink a little.” Angela said.

“Are you okay Sandra?” James asked.

I said nothing as Angela gently tipped a little water into my mouth. Even when she stopped I said nothing for ages before finally saying,

“Why did you stop? Why did you take me off that thing?”

That got some laughter which I countered with,

“I’m serious, put me back on there.”

“No Sandra,” George said, “there will be plenty of other times for you to try to kill yourself on it, I’ll rig up a harness to keep you from falling off and seriously injuring yourself, and a cord for the control, but for now, when you are ready, we have something else for you. Besides, some of the other girls want their turn on the Sybian,”

I looked around and saw that Emma and Janice were already naked and Mary and Angela were in the process of stripping.

“Are you ready to stand around for a bit Sandra?” George asked, “Andy is eager to spank your cute little butt.”

I had no idea what position Andy was going to spank me in but I’d envisaged that I would be across his lap and feeling his boner pressing onto my stomach. I feared that I wasn’t going to feel or even see his cock. Imagine my surprise when I saw that some of them had moved a wooden frame to the front of the garage that I recognised as some sort of medieval stocks.

George carried me over to it and put me down saying,

“You can relax in this for a while.”

I almost laughed as he gently bent me over so that my neck and wrists were in the lower grooves then John and James lowered the top down so that I was well and truly fixed in place. Then I felt my feet being eased far apart and some sort of shackles keeping me from closing my legs.

My body shuddered and I moaned as someone’s fingers slid down my butt crack and between my spread labia before flicking my clit.

“She’s ready.” I heard George say, then I felt hands caressing my butt and a finger going inside my vagina.

“Beautiful, truly amazing.” I heard Andy say as both his hands caressed my butt for a few seconds then they disappeared.

I should have guessed what was next but the swat that landed on my right butt cheek caught me by surprise. The next 9 weren’t a surprise and although they hurt they weren’t that bad. After that 10 Andy stopped and inspected my butt with his fingers.

“Warming up nicely Sandra.”

He said as his fingers went between my legs, along my already wet and parted labia and to my clit where he toyed with it and said,

“Nice and hard Sandra, I thought that it would be when I first saw it on the beach, you are a lucky girl Sandra.”

As his hand slowly withdrew, Andy turned it over and his middle 2 fingers delved deep into my vagina. He kept them bent and they quickly found my G-spot which he rubbed for a couple of seconds then he withdrew his hand and landed 10 more swats on my butt.

Andy repeated the same process over and over, I have no idea how many times, and it wasn’t long before I could feel an orgasm building inside me. Just as the unknown number of sets of 10 swats started landing I started thinking that the next time that he touched my clit I was going to cum all over his hand. But after the 10 swats Andy’s hand disappeared.

“You’re ready to cum aren’t you Sandra?” Andy asked.

“Yes, I’m so close, please keep going Andy, please.”

“Sorry Sandra but I like to keep a girl wanting more.”

“No, please don’t stop Andy, you can spank me anytime. anywhere that you want, I promise, just please keep going, make me cum.”

“No Sandra, it’s the turn of the others here to use your body however they want, maybe one of them will make you cum.”

I was a little confused, not knowing what was going to happen to me next, but I suddenly saw George’s sandals and legs in front of me. He squat down, lifted my head so that we were looking at each other’s face and asked,

“How are you doing benefits girl? Had enough yet?”

“Oh I’m good, more than good, can you get your cock out and ram it in to me, either end, I just need to feel it.”

I heard a little laughter before George got to his feet and said,

“She’s good guys, come and help yourself.”

Just then I heard a noise and looked over to the Sybian and saw Janice and Angela. Both were totally naked and Janice was riding the Sybian like I had.

Within seconds, hands were all over me, outside and inside me. Somehow, through all the pleasure that those hands were giving me I managed to make out a couple of very nice compliments,

“Feel these tits Emma, they feel like they’re filled with concrete.”

“And her nipples feel like the end of my thumb.” Mary said.

“Have you seen her clit guys,” John said. “so chewable.”

There was one more comment, a question really, before the next orgasm hit me,

“Do you shave your pussy every day?” James asked.

Somehow I managed to say one word before I started shaking and jerking,

“Laser.”

By the time my orgasm was starting to recede 2 cocks were entering me, one in my pussy and the other in my mouth. I didn’t know who they belonged to but I had certainly needed the one in my pussy for ages.

Over the next goodness knows how long, I’m pretty sure that I’d been fucked at both ends by 4 different cocks. I don’t think that one of them was George’s, the fucks were rougher than George usually fucks me. I’m also pretty sure that I sucked 3 cocks back to rock hard and that I received 4 lots of cum into my throat. During that last load I really struggled not to gag and swallow because I was in the middle of another orgasm when the cock started to unload.

Once things went quiet I started to get my breath back and relax but when I opened my eyes I saw George squat in front of me.

“Are you okay benefits girl?” George asked.

“Hell yes, bring it on benefits boy.”

George smiled and replied.

“It’s time for dessert Sandra, you can lay flat on your back for this.”

Having no idea what he meant I was happy when 2 of the guys released me from the stocks.

“Can you walk Sandra?” George asked.

“I think so, but I’m knackered.” I replied as I started to straighten-up.

George helped me walk out of the garage and to where we had previously congregated to eat the snacks and talk. I saw everyone standing around watching me, and also that the table had been cleared. As we got to the end of the table George picked me up and lay me on the table with my knees bent over the end.

“Ready?” Janice asked.

“Ready.” George replied.

The next thing that I knew was that food, desserts, were being placed on my torso and upper thighs.

“I can’t get anything to stay on her tits, it keeps sliding off.” Emma said.

“Put a couple of ring doughnuts over them.” Janice replied.

Then Escort Bayan I felt something cold and creamy on my slit then a nozzle entered my pussy and I heard and felt cold cream being squirted inside me.

I gasped then thought that it actually felt quite nice.

I lifted my head to see what they were doing to me and I saw gateaux, trifle and a variety of fruit all over my body. I smiled then I saw George pick up a banana, peel it and push it into my pussy.

“Are you going to eat that now?” I asked.

“Not me benefits girl, everyone else is.”

And they did, with their tongues and mouths. I never once felt a spoon or fork on me. Obviously I enjoyed them eating and licking whatever from my tits and pussy and I’m sure that as the banana went all mushy inside me, some of it was pushed further into me where tongues couldn’t reach, but I didn’t care. It was such a sensual feeling getting licked and sucked all over.

It was the women that I enjoyed the most as they really knew how to do cunnilingus and they made me cum twice, Emma saying,

“I just love eating men’s cum out of another girl’s pussy.”

Finally I had nothing but sticky saliva all over me and probably some banana still inside me and I looked up to see 9 people looking down on the naked me.

“You okay Sandra?” George asked.

“Knackered but yes, that was awesome.”

“Good,” Angela said, “just one more thing for us to do before announcing that you are now one of our own little orgy group.”

“Does that mean that I’ll get invited to regular orgies and gang-bangs?” I asked

But I didn’t hear any answer because Andy picked up my legs, John picked up my arms and they lifted me to the side of the pool and threw me in.

“Well that put some life back in to me.” I said when I surfaced and swam to the steps to climb out.

Once out I went and got the end of the hosepipe that was laying around and was pleased to find that water came out when I turned it on. I then proceeded to rinse myself off before getting 2 ideas.

The first idea was to stick the end of the hosepipe up my pussy to rinse out any banana and cream that may still have been inside me and everyone watched me as I did so. I’d sat on the side of one of the sun loungers and I messed about a bit, filling myself up then squirting it out. The guys cheered me on to see how far I could squirt the water. I managed about 5 metres.

When I’d had enough of that I said,

“Just one more thing to do.”

And I turned the hosepipe to full blast and started spraying it all over the other people there. Although all the girls screamed, they were lucky in that the most that any of them were wearing was Emma, a G-string, the rest being naked. All the guys were wearing shorts and a couple were wearing T-shirts as well. I drenched all of them before George ran at me, scooped me up and jumped in the pool still holding me tight.

When we got out the others decided that it was time to wrap things up and Angela and I packed all the plates and cutlery back into the boxes and carried them to the van.

At the gate we waved everyone off then George put his arm round me and said that I was the best thing that had happened to him since sliced bread.

We locked up and went to bed where we fucked like rabbits until we both went to sleep, me totally exhausted.

*****

For the first time I woke and George and I weren’t fucking, in fact he wasn’t even on the bed. Everything was deadly quiet as I got up and went downstairs to put some coffee on. When I got to the machine I saw that it was already on and there was a note next to it.

Morning benefits girl.

I thought that you could do with a lay in for once so I’ve gone to the gym on the scooter.

You did really well yesterday, not just the flyers, or your workout. I liked the way you teased those 4 guys.

Everyone at the party was well impressed with you and are more than happy for you to be part of our swapping group.

Do whatever you want today but please be at the gym in time for your workout, I’m sure that the guys are looking forward to seeing you.

If you fancy handing out some more flyers come to the gym and I’ll send Catalina out with you to show you how to get to some other great beaches.

See you later,

Love George.

I stared at the last line for ages. It was the first word that had got me. George had said that he loved me. Love was something that I had never even thought about, why would I want to get romantically involved with a guy? I was having too much fun as things were. I’d heard of and read about girls who’s fallen in love and their lives had changed. I didn’t want my life to change.

I poured myself a coffee and went out and sat by the pool to think.

I tried to define love, well my version of it, and I came to the conclusion that maybe I did love George but I didn’t want things to change and I hoped that George was happy with things as they were. I decided to say nothing and just see how things went.

Maybe George writing ‘Love’ was just a term of endearment, that he loved me but wasn’t ‘in love’ with me. That last thought made me happy and I decided to forget about in and enjoy the sun for a while.

As I lay there, enjoying the sun giving me a better all-over tan I decided that I would hand out some more flyers that day. George had mentioned a beach up the west coat that he said was quite popular and had a nude section. That part didn’t excite me that much, it was handing out flyers on the rest of the beach whilst totally naked. I’d get Catalina to come with me to show me how to get there, and maybe talk get into getting naked as well.

Around lunchtime I put on one of my way too short skirts and one of my strings only G-string then put the rest of the things that I’d need into the Moke’s lock box and set off to the gym.

I said hello to Catalina who told me that George was hanging one of the posters in the men’s changing room so I went in there to see him. Yes, George was there, so was a man in the showers. He didn’t turn away from me, nor try to hide his cock as I spoke to George. When I told him that I fancied handing out some flyers he told me that I’d probably enjoy doing that at the Cala Conte Beach which is up the west side of the island.

When I told him that I didn’t know how to get there he told me that he’s send Catalina with me.

“What do you think of that poster up there?” George asked me.

“Looks good.” I replied, “but you should be asking the customers.”

George turned to face the man in the shower and said,

“Hey mate, what do you think of this poster?”

“Can’t really see it from here.” The man replied.

“Well come over here and have a look?”

“Err, won’t the young lady mind?”

“Hell no, you’ll see why when you look at the poster.”

The naked man walked over to us with me watching his cock that was getting bigger by the second. The man looked up at the poster, then to me, then back up to the poster.

“That’s you isn’t it?” He asked.

“Yep.” I replied.

“You look good, err Suzie, both of you.”

I watched his eyes go backwards and forwards between me and me on the poster.

“If you want to see more of the real Suzie come back this evening, she puts on and amazing workout don’t you Suzie?”

“I do, even more revealing than what you see up there.”

“Come on Suzie,” George said, “Leave the man to get changed in peace and I’ll give Catalina the good news.”

We left the room, George going first, and when I gave the man one last, quick look I saw that his right hand was wanking his cock. I smiled.

Catalina was happy to go for a ride and as we walked to the Moke she said,

“It’s a hot one today, it’s a shame that George’s car hasn’t got air conditioning.”

“I don’t think that air con would be much use without a roof on the car Catalina.” I replied as I dropped my skirt revealing one of my strings only G-strings.

“Hmm, true.” Catalina replied.

“You could always take some of those clothes off Catalina.”

(Catalina was wearing a blouse, a bra, a skirt and presumably knickers.)

“I don’t know that I could do that.”

“Why not Catalina? Who’s going to see you that you know? Besides, I bet that your bra and knickers could easily be mistaken for a bikini.”

“I don’t know.”

“Go on, no ones going to know and I guarantee that you will feel cooler.”

We climbed into the Moke and as Catalina went to put the seatbelt on she hesitated then let go of the seatbelt, took her blouse off and put the seatbelt on.

“Pretty bra Catalina.” I said, “matching set?”

“Yes.”

“Well then I’m sure that you will look like you’re wearing a bikini. Besides, wearing that skirt you’ll look over-dressed compared to me.”

Catalina thought for a couple of seconds then unfastened her skirt and managed to shuffle it off without unfastening the seatbelt.

I smiled at Catalina then started the Moke and drove off. Catalina looked a little nervous as we drove through the streets of Ibiza town but as the buildings decreased in numbers she started to relaxing. By the time we got to a village called Sant Josep she was much more relaxed and she looked like she was enjoying the breeze on her normally covered bits.

We came to a long straight road and Catalina said that the beach was at the end of the straight road.

“We have to park in amongst the bushes at the end.” Catalina said.

“Judging by the number of cars in front of us I would say that it’s going to be quite busy.” I replied.

“It’s very popular.” Catalina said.

We followed the car in front of us off the road and onto the very dusty land. Cars were parking anywhere and everywhere in amongst the bushes, no organisation whatsoever. When I managed to find somewhere to park I jumped out and said,

“Come on Catalina, pass me your skirt and top and I’ll lock them in the lock box.”

“Maybe I should put them back on?”

“Don’t be daft, it’s too hot for those, look around, do you see any other girls wearing skirts and tops?”

Both Catalina and I looked around and I was pleased to not see any girls wearing more than a bikini. Catalina thought for a second then passed me her skirt and top.

“Second step achieved.” I thought as I locked up then hid the key.

I gave Catalina a handful of the flyers and pointed her in the direction of away from the road where there weren’t as many cars nor people, then I grabbed a handful of flyers and headed towards where most of the people arriving and the heading for the beach were.

I was wearing just one of my strings only G-string, sunglasses and flip flops and I spent most of the time walking directly towards people hoping that they would look at me. I wasn’t expecting to get any shocked expressions when someone saw that they could see my slit but I did get a couple of raised eyebrows, both times causing a little wet rush which quickly dried in the heat of the day.

Twice I saw groups of young men heading away from their car and towards the beach and both times I changed direction and walked towards them. When I was right in front of the first group I held out a flyer and asked if I could give them it. Two of the guys put out their hands, one of them saying,

“That’s one hell of a bikini bottoms that you’re nearly wearing.”

“Like it?” I asked as I spread my feet knowing that they’d definitely be able to see my clit.

“Hell yes,” another guy said.

“It doesn’t cover much does it?” The third guy said.

“It’s not supposed to,” I replied, “I want to get an all-over tan.”

“You’ll get tan lines where those strings are.” The first guy replied.

“Not if I keep moving them.” I said as I used my spare hand to push the string on one hip down a bit.

“Hardly worth wearing it is it?” The third guy asked.

“You’re right,” I replied, “but it gives guys like you something to talk about, besides, it will come off when I go onto the beach and if you want to see more of me you should come to the gym this evening.”

“Do you really workout totally naked?” The guy with the flyer asked.

“Me and any other girls that wants to as well. The gym owner lets us in for free if we workout totally naked.”

“Isn’t it embarrassing for you?” One of the guys asked.

“Why, it’s not like you can see any more of us than you can on the beach? Anyway, gotta go, lots of flyers to hand out, maybe I’ll see you on the beach later, or at the gym this evening?”

I left them and seconds later I looked back and saw that they’d turned and were watching me.

The second group of guys weren’t as talkative but I did spread my feet for them as I stopped in front of them forcing them to stop. I don’t have to tell you where their eyes were looking, again giving me a little wet rush.

I continued putting the flyers on windscreens and handing them to every guy that looked reasonable until I ran out of them, then I went back to the Moke. Catalina wasn’t there so I sat on the front to wait for her. After a few seconds I decided that I was going to ditch the G-string ready for hitting the beach. I had just opened the lock box when Catalina returned.

“You look relaxed Catalina.” I said.

“Yes, I am, this bra and knickers does look like a bikini. No one gave me any disgusted looks.”

“Why should they, you are an attractive young woman, you look great.”

It was then that Catalina saw that I’d taken off the G-string.

“Are you going onto the beach like that Sandra?”

“Yes, why?”

“I’m pretty sure that the main beach isn’t a nude beach.”

“I haven’t seen any policemen here, have you Catalina?”

“No, but they do have some security men.”

“So what are they going to do, tell me to leave?”

“Maybe.”

“Well by that time I’ll have handed out lots of flyers so I would have been moving on to the nude beach anyway. So are you going to join me naked as well Catalina?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Well at least go topless, I bet that just about every woman on istanbul Escort the beach will be topless, even the non-nude part.”

“I don’t know, someone might see me.”

“So what, being topless is no big deal, I bet that you’ve seen hundreds, if not thousands of topless women on the beaches Catalina.”

“True, but, but my tits aren’t as nice as yours Sandra.”

“Catalina, tits are tits, men love then in any shape and size, well maybe not the ones that hang down below the waist, life must be difficult for those women. Besides, your tits look good to me, what are they, a ‘B’ cup?”

“Yes.”

“The same a Lucy’s, the girl who worked out with me yesterday, and she wasn’t shy about letting hers free.”

Catalina thought for a few seconds then reached up behind her back and unfastened her bra.

“Give it to me,” I said, “I’ll lock it up to keep it safe. They look good Catalina, nice and proud, not a hint of sag.”

“True, but I’m still young and they’re soft and bouncy.”

“Like most women’s then, not all women are freaks like me.”

“You’re not a freak Sandra, it’s just that your tits haven’t filled out yet, we all develop at a different rate.”

“True, so now that we’ve established that you are just your average, beautiful Spanish girl are you ready to hit the beach, hand out some flyers then do a bit of sunbathing?”

“Yes I am. Pass me some more flyers please Sandra.”

The naked me and the topless Catalina started walking towards the beach as I thought,

“Third step achieved, just the knickers to go but I’m not going to rush it, plenty of time.”

Catalina did look a little nervous as we headed onto the road for the last hundred or so metres. Fortunately for her most people were walking the same way. The 2 old men at the barrier across the road to stop cars going the last bit didn’t give us more than a cursory glance but after we’d passed them Catalina quietly said,

“I thought that those 2 old men might say something about me being topless.”

“Sorry to spoil your fun Catalina but they were more likely to say something about me, I’m the totally naked girl.”

As we walked the last bit a bus passed us then stopped and dozens of people got off, all headed straight towards the beaches.

“It’s that way.” Catalina said.

“I guessed that.” I replied as I looked at Catalina and saw that her tits were wobbling as she walked. Something that I’ve never noticed mine do.

We went down the concrete ramp and onto the beach and I went to the people nearest the sea whilst Catalina started at the back. I immediately noticed some people staring at the naked me but I ignored them and started handing the flyers to the youngish people who were there.

I got to the first group of 4 guys that I’d gone up to in the car park and as I got close one of them said,

“Hey guys, that chic from the car park is here and she’s even more naked.”

The other 3 guys turned and looked as I squat down in front of them with my knees wide apart. I was between them and the sea which was the way they were all looking.

“Hi guys, enjoying the sun and the view?”

“Hell yeah,” one of them said, another said,

“And the view just got a lot better as well.”

“Oh boys, are you looking at my pussy, that’s rude, you should be looking at my face.”

“You don’t want us to look at your face do you Suzie?” one of the guys said, “if you did you wouldn’t be squatting down like that. I must say that your tits and pussy look superb Suzie.”

“Yeah,” another of the guys said, “those nipps and that clit look so chewable.”

“Don’t those nipple barbell things get hot in the sun?” Another guy asked. “I could suck them to keep them cool.”

“Now now guys, no sex on the beach, I just came over to see if you’ve decided to come to the gym this evening, or maybe tomorrow evening. I’m there every evening.”

“And you really workout like that every evening?” One of the guys asked.

“That’s what I said wasn’t it, it’s no fun wearing clothes. Well gotta go guys, flyers to deliver. See you this evening.”

I stood up and moved on to a middle-aged guy who had been watching me. He was on his own. laying on his back up on his elbows. I stood real close to him with my feet well apart and said,

“You look like you workout sir, fancy coming to this gym on an evening, you can watch me working out like this whilst you’re there.”

I handed the man a flyer thinking that by the looks of him he’d never been to a gym in his life but it was good to tease him.

I made it to the end of the beach where Catalina was waiting for me. As I got close she said,

“You’re such a tease Sandra.”

“Yes I am, and I love it, and so do the guys, you should try it Catalina, it will make you feel good. Shall we move on to the other beach, where is it?”

“Back the way we came Sandra, it’s down some steep steps, not that I’ve ever been down there, whenever I came here with my parents they said that I was too young to go there.”

“Well you’re an adult now so you can go wherever you want. You can even take those knickers off if you want.”

“I don’t know about that.” Catalina replied.

I’d sown the seed and I left it at that. We walked off the beach, up the ramp, passed the cafe and along the edge of the rocks.

“Where’s the security guards that you told me about Catalina?” I asked.

“I have no idea, the last time that I was here they looked so big and terrifying.”

“They’re just men.” I replied.

As we walked along I got a few stares from people walking the other way but I ignored them, mainly because I was looking down at the rocks and the people swimming. Then we came to some steps down, yes they were steep but the little beach at the bottom looked inviting.

I went down the steep and uneven steps first and I smiled at the handful of people who were coming up, their eyes weren’t really on mine but on my pussy and tits as the climbed right in front of me.

As we got to the little beach bar I turned and went to it. There was a youngish guy serving and I saw his eyes look me up and down as I approached him.

“Hi, could I ask you to put some of these on your counter please?” I asked.

“Seguro hermosa dama.” He replied.

I hadn’t a clue what he had said to me but he put his hand out and I put about a dozen flyers in his hand.

“Muchas gracias.” I replied.

I saw him look at the top flyer then look up at me and smile. I smiled back then turned and left.

“This won’t take long, there’s only about 50 people here and most of them look quite old.” Catalina said.

“We’ll go for a swim when we’re are done.” I replied.

I ignored Catalina protests about not having a swimsuit or a towel and started looking for suitable guys to hand flyers to.

Ten minutes later Catalina and I were stood next to each other looking out to sea.

“It looks inviting.” I said.

“Si, but I don’t have a swimsuit or a towel.” Catalina replied.

“It looks like you have 2 choices Catalina, either go in like that then have to cope with riding back with wet knickers, or you could take them off, go skinny dipping then put them back on when the sun has dried you.

“I can’t go skinny dipping.” Catalina replied.

“Why not? Just about everyone else here is totally naked, have you seen anyone that you know?”

“No.”

“Then why not do what everyone else here is doing?”

Catalina though for a few seconds then quickly pulled down her knickers revealing a thick black bush.”

“My gawd,” I thought, “you have to shave that lot off Catalina.”

But I actually said nothing.

Putting the flyers down with Catalina’s knickers and partially covering them in sand to stop them blowing away, I followed Catalina who had almost run into the water. I guessed that she was trying to avoid being seen naked which was stupid because there were naked people all around her.

Anyway, we splashed each other and messed around for a few minutes then I asked Catalina,

“So what do you think about skinny dipping?”

“It’s, it’s good, I never thought that it could feel so much better that with a swimsuit on. Does it feel even better with no hair down there?”

“Yes It does Catalina, I never thought that it would but it does.”

“I feel sort of free, natural.”

“Yes, we weren’t born in clothes, nor hair on our bodies and going back to how nature intended us to be feels so good.” I said.

“Being like this makes me feel good about myself.”

“Exactly Catalina, you should try it more often. Here, give me your hand and we’ll walk around a bit.”

“On the beach, out of the water? I’m not sure about that.” Catalina replied.

But by then I had hold of Catalina’s hand and we were wading out of the water and Catalina’s spare hand was hovering in front of her big black bush.

“Don’t try to cover yourself Catalina, that will only attract everyone’s attention.”

“I think that my bush is doing that already, nearly all the other women are bald down there like you are Sandra.”

As we walked along the water’s edge I said,

“Yes, I have had laser hair removal treatment so I will never have a bush again and I feel so much more natural, and sexy, without pubic hair.”

“Maybe I should do the same.”

“I can guarantee that you won’t regret it Catalina and all the handsome young men who come to the gym will appreciate you more.”

“You mean doing your workout, like this Sandra?”

“Of course, it’s natural, the ancient Greeks used to exercise naked.”

“I don’t know Sandra, what will George think, and what if someone that I know comes to the gym and sees me?”

“So what? You can’t go through life worrying about what other people think of you, do you think that my mother would be happy if she knew about my workouts and what I wear, or should I say don’t wear, most of the time?”

We got to the end of the beach and turned (the whole beach is probably less that 100 metres long).

“Besides Catalina, how do you know that your friends and family don’t come to this very beach sometimes? Maybe that girl over there laying on her stomach is one of your friends?”

“I don’t think so, I can’t see her face, but you are right Sandra. I have to live my life how I want to not how I think other people think I should.”

“So does that mean that you will join me for my workout this evening?”

“Maybe, I do need to get more exercise.”

By that time we’d reached the other end of the beach and the sun had dried our bodies. It was a more relaxed Catalina that walked to where we had left the flyers and her knickers.

“Don’t put those on yet Catalina, lets see if you can make it back to the Moke like that.”

Catalina looked at me for a few seconds then I watched as she bunched her knickers in her hand then said,

“Come on, let’s go before I lose my nerve.”

“Good girl.” I replied, “you won’t regret it.”

“Do you want to hold my hand Catalina?” I asked when we got to the top of the steep steps.

“No, I’m okay, this isn’t as nerve-racking as I thought it would be.”

After we crossed the open space and got to the road I saw about a dozen people walking towards us and I wondered how Catalina was feeling.

“Are you okay Catalina?” I quietly asked.

“I think so.”

“Just act as if you have your best summer dress on.” I quietly said.

I felt one of Catalina’s hands find mine and I gently squeezed it as we got right in front of the people, some of them staring at the 2 naked young women and some looking anywhere but at us.

We continued walking and saw more people and the 2 old men at the barrier across the road. No one said anything to us. There were more people wandering around the car park and we made it back to the Moke with Catalina having let go of my hand.

“So Catalina, how was that experience, what was it like to be naked in public?”

“Well I never thought that I even wanted to try it but now that I have I actually enjoyed it, I’ve never felt so free, so natural and I’m actually feeling quite horny, my pussy is all wet.”

“And your nipples look very hard too Catalina.”

“They are, and they’re tingling too.”

“So you’re going to get naked again?”

“Yes, I think that I will.”

“Catalina, when we walked back here I saw some cars turning into a car park on the other side of the road, did you put any flyers on the cars over there?”

“No.”

“Neither did I, do you fancy putting some on them now, I’ll get the Moke and out wait for you at the entrance.”

“On my own?” Catalina asked.

“Yes, why not?”

Catalina though for a few seconds then grabbed a handful of the flyers and set off. I watched her for a couple of seconds, thinking that she has a cute butt and that she had come a long way since I first met her, then I climbed into the Moke and drove after her.

I watched Catalina finish walking around the parked cars then back to me. As she walked towards me a middle-aged couple walked into the car park and right passed Catalina. As she got to the Moke she asked for her clothes.

“They’re in the lock box, we’ll get them out when we park at the gym.” I replied.

“But ……….”

Catalina was quiet for a few seconds then climbed in and put her seatbelt on. As we drove off down the road I was pleased with Catalina and that pleasure increased when she said,

“I’ll need to go to a shop when we get back to buy some razors.”

I smiled.

Catalina started to look a little nervous as we approached Ibiza town so I pulled off the road into a quiet street and told her that we could get dressed there. Catalina thanked me as I got out and opened the lock box. I put on just my way too short skirt and I was pleased to see that Catalina put on just her blouse and skirt leaving her bra and knickers in the lock box.

I stopped again at the first little supermarket that I saw, got my little bag out of the lock box and said,

“Come on I’ll treat you to some shaving things.”

“You’re going into the supermarket like that?” Catalina asked.

“Yes, why not?”

My little pointed tits and barbells led the way into the shop, the young shop assistant girl only staring at me for a couple of seconds.

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Sarah met Jenny at school the next day at lunch. Jenny had been looking up blackmail and trying to find out how they could get out from under Mr. Michaels thumb. Suggesting they could go to the police or the FBI or something. Maybe set up a sting. Sarah just let her talk but asked where she had been looking up this information. Jenny confirmed her suspicion that she had just looked it up on her phone during her first couple of classes, but assured Sarah she had been careful to make sure nobody saw what she had been searching.

Internally, Sarah knew that Jenny would already be in hot water with Mr. Michaels and feared the retribution Jenny would surely face. Even worried he might take it out on herself as well. Sarah reiterated that she didn’t think going to the authorities would be a good idea. He had too much evidence against them, and it would just backfire and get them into trouble. And that if Mr. Michaels found out, there would be punishment and begged her to not get them both in more trouble.

Her pleading fell on deaf ears. Jenny seemed determined and even suggested that they might want to talk to Samantha and see if she had any ideas. Sarah just shook her head. “His instructions were explicit. Do not talk to anyone about him or the situation. Don’t you get it? Do you think a spanking is the worst thing he can do? Please, PLEASE, promise me to just keep this to yourself for now,” she implored. Jenny reluctantly agreed to stay quiet for the time being. But insisted that she would figure something out. The rest of the day went without incident. Jenny had kept her word and hadn’t talked to Samantha.

It didn’t surprise Sarah when Jenny showed up at her house early the next morning on Saturday. They went up to Sarah’s room. Handing Sarah her phone without saying a word but with panic on her face, she shared a whole text conversation with Terrance. Sarah went to the beginning and saw it started with ‘Jenny’ telling Terrance that she had always wanted to hook up with him and hoped he would be interested.

It went on to say that Sarah had told her that Terrance could keep a secret and she just wanted someone who wanted to fuck on the down low. There were several pictures of Jenny that followed, all naked and in the provocative poses from Thursday night. Terrance of course responded with how hot he had always found her and confirmed he would get together with her anytime. ‘They’ even set a time to meet.

“How the fuck did he do that? He sent it from my phone, like it was from me!” Jenny demanded.

“I don’t know. It must have been when he took our phones. He must have installed something on them.”

“What am I going to do? He wants me to FUCK Terrance!” Sarah had to remind her to keep her voice down. Jenny looked back down at her phone and pulled up another text, this time from Mr. Michaels.

“Stop searching online for ways to get out of this. Stop talking to Samantha IMMEDIATELY!” she read. So Jenny must have sent a text or called Samantha after all. “Stupid bitch,” Sarah thought to herself and sighed.

Sarah continued reading out loud. “You chose to do this, you will live with the consequences. Either fuck Terrance, or we call this off and we go the cops. They will see you alone stealing. Sarah will not be implicated. You will have to deal with the cops and your parents by yourself. Choose quickly.”

When Sarah finished reading, she just looked at Jenny. An epiphany bloomed in Jenny’s eyes. “That’s why you fucked Conner! You didn’t do it because you wanted to try something different. He made you, didn’t he?!”

Jenny’s mind started rolling. “You’ve been his fucking pet for a lot longer than Thursday. He’s been controlling you for what….weeks….months?!” Jenny accused. The fog of confusion lifted. “You set me up! The whole ‘come over and look at all this money’. You were helping him get me into this fucking mess!” Her voice climbed from a whisper getting louder and emphatic. “You helped him! You knew what was going to happen!” Her face flushed with anger. She stared daggers at her friend’s betrayal. “You fucking gave me to him. You made me….made me…his fucking slave! You BITCH!”

Sarah fought off an initial reaction to defend herself and plead forgiveness at the revelation. She knew she needed to get control of this back. With barely a moment’s hesitation, she went on the attack. “Shut the fuck up and sit down!” she barked and indicated the bed.

Jenny didn’t move and even looked like she might hit Sarah. With Sarah’s own blood starting to rise, she took the initiative and slapped Jenny across the face. Not overly hard, but enough to get her attention. “Sit! The! Fuck!. Down!!” she commanded, emphasizing each word. Jenny stood stunned with a hand on her cheek. She didn’t move for a long minute, but eventually went and sat on the bed.

“First of all, I didn’t have a choice. He told me to set it up and I had to. You understand that. And I promise you will understand it even better soon.” She stabbed the air in front of Jenny, punctuating each sentence. “I didn’t MAKE you take the money. You could have said no. You could have turned your back. Think about it bitch. Did I force that money in your hand?! NO! You were all too happy to take it. You were giddy at the prospect. You committed the crime all on your own. I might have helped put you there, but YOU did it. So take some fucking responsibility for your own actions!”

Her voice still barely rising about a harsh whisper sounded more like a low growl. She let that sink in and had clearly cowed her angry friend. Jenny scowled and looked lost. Sarah could see the conflicting emotions racking her as she tried to figure out how to feel. Her hand still rested on her cheek from the slap.

“And another thing. I saw the ‘extra’ money you lifted. He showed me the videos. You came down with ‘our’ money only after you took a bunch more ALL FOR YOURSELF! You fucking cheated me while you were stealing from him!” Sarah let loose with all of the frustration she had bottled up for years. “You always take more than your share. You always have. And you love to rub my nose in how much more you have than me. Admit it. Don’t fucking lie!”

Sarah’s pointing turned into poking as she poked Jenny in the chest to make her point. She had wanted to say it for so long. Jenny’s head lowered unable to look Sarah in the eye. Sarah ran this show and her long-standing resentment clearly hit home. Sarah hoped Jenny felt guilty over cheating her friend.

“So don’t get all high and mighty with me. Let’s not forget, you could have still said no. We could have gone to the cops. Your father probably could have gotten you a fancy lawyer and gotten you out of the stealing. Left me holding the bag.”

Sarah realized her chest had been heaving as she felt the adrenaline pump through her system. “You can still say no. He is letting you choose even now. And knowing him, it won’t go past the stealing. Unless you try to accuse him of something. And then the rest would come out. How would your parents react to that? So you still have a choice, don’t you?!” Her voice dripped with the accusation.

She got back into Jenny’s face and made her look her in the eye. “But you and I both know that you would never stand up to your father. He’s an asshole. He would fucking kill you and you know it. So this is the only way to cover it up.”

Sarah took some deep breaths and calmed down. She wanted her pound of flesh from her friend. She wanted her friend to know who was in charge. “Mr. Michaels made it very clear to me that I’m going to be queen bitch in this little coven.” Sarah dropped her shorts and started pulling down her underwear.

“If you think fucking Terrance is the worst thing that can happen, I can tell him to make it worse. Much worse.” Jenny paled and stared at her friend, clearly stunned that Sarah now stood in front of her with nothing on below the waist.

“So you are going to learn some respect. You are going to pay me back for cheating me on the money. Pay me back for always acting superior all these years. And you are going to do it right now. Get over here and eat my pussy.” Jenny didn’t move. Sarah grabbed Jenny by the shirt and dragged her off the bed while spreading her legs.

“Come on you little dyke. You wanted to yell at me? Well think again. Get over here and suck this cunt. I know you know how. I came on that face many times the other night. Get over here!!”

Jenny looked completely defeated and confused. First Mr. Michaels, then Terrance, and now her best friend. She looked lost. A submissive whore that had to do as told or her life would be ruined. She let Sarah pull her off the bed and knelt in front of her friend, eventually pushed her face forward slowly. Sarah grabbed her head and pulled it the last six inches until Jenny’s mouth hit her slit. She started to grind her hips while she held Jenny’s head in position. Using both hands to force her mouth between her pussy lips. All while looking over at the camera to make sure her Master would see the whole scene if he happened to be watching.

Jenny’s tongue started to part her lips and find her hole. Then she sucked her clit. Sarah started getting into it. She had gotten off on controlling the boys and now she felt an extra charge controlled her friend. The release of the pent-up anger from over the years made her body tingle. Coupled with feeling some semblance of control after having so little for months. Or maybe she just liked the way Jenny sucked her pussy the night before. So many emotions made the situation that much sweeter for Sarah.

It started to feel good and Sarah’s pussy juice soon coated her friend’s face. Jenny had succumbed to lust as well and she slid a finger up into the well lubricated twat in front of her. Sarah stopped her long enough to sit on the edge of the bed, putting some pillows down for Jenny’s knees to raise her up to the right level. Then pulling her friend back to her pussy with urgency and anchoring her feet on the bed so her pussy opened wide.

Jenny attacked her friend. She stuck three fingers in her pussy and sucked hard on her clit. It only took a few minutes before Sarah had to stifle a scream as an orgasm made her whole body tremble. Jenny never stopped licking and tried to get her tongue as deep inside Sarah’s honey hole as she could to retrieve the sweet nectar. When she finally came up for air, her flushed face and broad smile had replaced any earlier anger.

Sarah pulled her to her feet and sat her down. She ripped her friends skirt all the way up around her stomach and chest and pulled down her underwear. Moving franticly, desperately wanting to return the favor. She rubbed Jenny’s pussy with her flat hand, pressing her palm onto her clit. Once warmed up, she split her friend open and started with light licks up and down. Remembering how Mr. Michaels had used the same approach on her, she licked very lightly all over and then focused on her clit. Just barely letting her tongue touch.

Her two middle fingers slid in upside down into Jenny’s vagina and started stroking her g-shot. Starting lightly, but soon ramping up to hammering the roof of her vagina. The combination had Jenny squirming and then shaking. Sarah had to stretch to clamp her other hand over Jenny’s mouth to prevent Jenny from moaning loud enough for the whole house to hear. She kept licking until Jenny’s orgasm had fully subsided and she started getting overly sensitive, pushing Sarah’s face away.

Sarah picked up the pillows and climbed on the bed, pulling Jenny over and spooning her. Wrapping her arms around her, holding her tight to her body, Sarah said quietly and tenderly, “Jenny, I don’t want to fight. I don’t want to make this harder for you. We are in this together. Let’s work together to get through it. You are still my best friend and I want to keep it that way. I love you, you know that. I don’t really give a shit about the money. It just surprised me that you did it. Can we be done being mad at each other?”

Jenny stayed quiet but pushed back into Sarah and held Sarah’s arm firmly to her chest. “I love you too. I don’t want to fight.” They enjoyed the embrace silently for a minute, before Jenny continued, “We are in this together. Let’s help each other. Just no secrets, okay?”

Sarah agreed. Then Jenny said more brightly, “That was fucking unbelievable. My pussy is still shaking. How did you learn that? Did he make you fuck other girls too?”

“You’re the first girl I’ve ever been with. Or even kissed.” She sighed. “But I liked it. I didn’t think I would at his house, but ever since, I have fantasized about. I fantasized about it all night last night. About you.” She went quiet for a while trying to decide on if she should tell Jenny her next thought.

“And he will teach you stuff too. He is amazing. He has made my body do things I didn’t think were possible. Some of it has been really….challenging. But afterward, I am always like, ‘oh my god, that was unbelievable.’. I’m not sure how much I can tell you, but I will ask. If he gives me permission, I’ll tell you everything.”

Jenny took that in. “We are going to have to get permission for everything now, aren’t we?”

“Yes. And trust me, if you don’t follow instructions exactly, there is always punishment. Sometimes the paddle and sometimes stuff that is much harder. Like you having to fuck Terrance. That is a punishment. But Terrance isn’t bad. He is nice and pretty gentle really. And he has a nice cock.”

Jenny visibly jumped and looked back at her in shock. “You’ve fucked Terrance already?!”

“Yes. The good news is you don’t have to worry about him talking about it. We have an….understanding, and he will keep it private. So at least you don’t have to worry about it getting around the school. Like I did with Conner.”

Jenny laid back down and closed her eyes. A few minutes later that they both heard their phones chime at the same time. They could guess that Mr. Michaels had texted them both.

Sarah reached over Jenny grabbed her phone off the bedside table, bringing it over so they could both read together. “I want you both at my house later this afternoon at 1pm. Don’t be late.”

“Master calls,” said Sarah. They cleaned up and agreed to hang out together until they would need to head to his house, nervously speculating on what he might have in store for them until the appointed time to leave.

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They got to Mr. Michaels five minutes early and went inside. He waited for them in the den. They sat down and he stood up.

“First, I know that Jenny knows that Sarah has been my willing submissive prior to Thursday.” Jenny looked at Sarah confused. They had been together the whole time, so Sarah knew Jenny could only wonder at how he found out. “No, she didn’t call me.” Jenny’s raised eyebrows and stunned expression could only mean she thought he must be able to read minds.

He pulled out a shopping bag and took out two clocks. “Sarah has these in her room so I can watch her. She didn’t have permission to tell you. Jenny, you are going to install these two in your room and your bathroom. When you bring Terrance back to your room to fuck him, I will be watching to make sure you follow the rules.”

Jenny just shook her head silently to herself. Sarah could see the realization hit Jenny that her life no longer belonged to her. Mr. Michaels detailed the same instructions for Jenny that he gave Sarah for Conner; namely, to fuck Terrance with a rubber and give him a blow job, being careful to swallow or clean up every drop. Without having permission to cum herself.

“To help you practice for that, both you and Sarah will masturbate three times a day, once in the morning, once at school, and once at night. You will send me videos each time. You will masturbate to the point of orgasm and then stop. You are not allowed to cum. You will practice how to control your body.” We waited for that to fully register. “Sarah, when I say to the point of orgasm, what do I mean?”

“He means right to the point of no return. He will know the difference if you try to pretend or don’t push it far enough. He knew when I tried to fake it. And he punished me.”

“You will start this tomorrow and do it every day until Thursday when you come here. Both of you. No more cumming for either of you until I allow it on Thursday. That is, if I decide you have earned it by then. Is that understood?”

“Yessir.” They both said. This time not quite in unison. Sarah dreaded hearing this. And he made it even longer than the previous time. She knew how tough her week had just become. Their week. But at least Sarah would have a partner in crime.

Sarah decided to venture a question. “Sir, may we do this together? With one another?”

Mr. Michaels considered this for a minute clearly weighing everything. “I don’t see an issue with that. You may if you want.” He then proceeded to pull out a dildo and a vibrator like the ones he had given Sarah. “Jenny, you can use these or your fingers. And I want you to arrange to have Terrance over to your place on Thursday afternoon. We can discuss how you do when you come here that night.”

He asked if there were questions, but what questions could there be. He got Jenny’s wi-fi password for her house and then sent them on their way.

On the way home, Jenny asked Sarah about having to do this before. Sarah confirmed how difficult it had been to accomplish for only three days, which made their new task seem all the more daunting. But she did assure Jenny that it taught her how to better control herself. About how to use pain help stop herself. Even needing to slap her own pussy a couple of times to prevent herself from going over the edge. She described how she had used the bathroom downstairs at school and the one time she went out to her car.

They agreed to talk in the morning after the first attempt. But for the time being, they just focused on the plans for the evening, getting together with some of their girlfriends. And Jenny sent a text to Terrance setting up Thursday afternoon with him. At least her house would be empty at that time.

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Sunday morning, Sarah used her dildo. Her body shook as she edged herself and she sent off her video. “One down,” she thought to herself. Jenny called about thirty minutes later already in tears. She went too far on her Zeytinburnu Escort first masturbation and had an orgasm. She asked if she should lie or try again, and Sarah warned her to just own up to it and apologize. There would likely be some punishment, but it would be better for her if she always told the truth to Mr. Michaels. She reminded Jenny that between the cameras and phone, he usually knew everything anyway.

Jenny came over after lunch and they sat together while they both used their vibrators on their pussies. Sarah finished first and when Jenny looked like she might lose control again, Sarah twisted her nipple hard, helping Jenny stave off the orgasm that threatened to overtake her. Sunday night Sarah just used her fingers, and she got a thumbs up text from Jenny. Their first day finally over.

Sarah woke up in the morning after having sex dreams all night. Her pussy already felt damp, wanting release so badly. She masturbated that morning in the shower using the hand sprayer. It wasn’t as fancy as the one at Mr. Michaels house, but the water felt great and she easily brought herself to the edge, biting her lip as her hips ground against an imaginary object wanting to complete the deed.

At school, they decided they would go to the bathroom together right before lunch. Jenny had an inspiration. She stole one of the ‘being cleaned’ signs earlier in the day and when they went into the bathroom, she put it out and she had a door wedge in her purse that she used to prevent it from being opened. Sarah knew Jenny to be clever, but her quick planning impressed her. At least they wouldn’t have to worry about anyone walking in.

They rushed to get the job done as quickly as they could. Once they had sent their respective videos, Jenny kissed Sarah and told her she couldn’t wait until Thursday when hopefully they would get to fuck each other again. She complained with a pout that withholding like this made her crazy horny and Sarah could only agree.

The rest of the week progressed much the same. Sarah messed up on Wednesday morning and came while using her vibrator. She cursed herself on the video and apologized to Mr. Michaels. Thinking self-punishment might get her some forgiveness, she got a ruler from her desk and counted out ten spanks on her ass. Making sure they were very firm hits and showed Mr. Michaels the clear red marks on her behind and sent off the video.

In their afternoon session, they decided to give Mr. Michaels something extra and rubbed each other’s pussies and sent a single video.

Right before the end of school, both girls got a text from Mr. Michaels telling them that they had an appointment at the spa to get full Brazilian waxes. Jenny freaked out at the news having never waxed her pussy before. Sarah calmed her and assured her it would be fine, but really had no idea what to expect either. She kept her pussy trimmed by shaving.

They showed up at the appointment and decided to do it together. The technician patiently handled them with kid gloves, but it hurt like hell. She waxed every part of their pubic areas and then moved on to their assholes. The technician left and the girls examined their new look.

They had to admit that the silky skin felt amazing. Sarah couldn’t resist and dropped between Jenny’s legs and licked her pussy, tempting fate for only a minute or two, worried about the tech coming back in. Between all of the torment of the week and then how sensitive her skin felt from the waxing, Jenny humped her face almost immediately and Sarah could feel the juicy secretions run down her chin. She stopped Sarah for fear of cumming right there on the table. Sarah jumped up on the table and Jenny returned the favor. Sarah similarly couldn’t help but moan at the feel of Jenny’s tongue over her baby smooth labia. Reluctantly they stopped.

Mr. Michaels wanted pictures, and they decided to play it up. They sat side by side, intertwined their inner legs and held their other legs wide so their glistening pussies were front and center. They leaned their heads together and took several selfies. They went through several poses each, stretching and showing off their pussies and spread ass cheeks. They even took pictures of each of them taking turns tonguing the other girls slit with nice close-up shots.

They sent everything off and left the store completely sexually charged. The tech gave them a knowing smile on their way out. They hadn’t fooled anyone. The girls giggled about the whole adventure on the way home and speculated how sex would be with their now completely bare nether regions.

By Thursday, they were both ready to chew through their own arms they were so horny. The thought of meeting up with Terrance terrified Jenny. More for fear that she felt convinced that a dick in her pussy would make her cum in a second. She told Sarah she had no idea how she could accomplish fucking him enough to get him off without succumbing herself as well. Sarah bit her lip and decided to help Jenny avoid making the same mistake she did.

“Remember your instructions. He told you to swallow all of his cum,” she warned. She worried that forewarning Jenny might get them in trouble, but she thought if she worded it carefully and didn’t actually tell her exactly what to do and just helped her figure it out that they would be okay.

“Yeah, when I blow him. I know.”

“All of his cum.”

Jenny looked confused. She could tell Sarah meant to warn her. She thought for a minute and made the connection. “You mean while I am fucking him too. But he will be wearing a condom. I don’t understand.”

“The instructions are to swallow all of it.”

“So you mean…like out of the condom?” she asked incredulous at the thought.

“He doesn’t have to cum in the condom. You just have to fuck him with the condom.” Sarah didn’t think she could say more without crossing the line.

But Jenny brightened. “Oh. I get it. So that’s what happened to you, isn’t it? Did you get in trouble for it?”

Sarah shook her head. “I can’t tell you about my experiences without permission. I’m just reminding you of the instructions. Follow the instructions exactly,” she warned tellingly. Jenny nodded and hugged her. Sarah wished her luck and gave her a tongue bathing kiss before they left the bathroom. This whole week had drawn them much closer than they had ever been. Sarah really didn’t consider herself to be a lesbian, but she found herself daydreaming about sex with Jenny a lot. She enjoyed licking pussy and hoped Mr. Michaels would allow it that evening.

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Jenny called her around 4:30. She told Sarah that Terrance had just left. She said she had accomplished her goals, but just barely. His playing with her nipples alone had made her want to cum. Terrance loved the smooth pussy and wanted to eat her out, so she had to do some quick thinking since Mr. Michaels had forbidden her receiving oral sex as part of the instructions. Insisting that she needed to take care of him first with pleading eyes won him over, and she played with Terrance a lot hoping he would cum quickly when he fucked her.

Her pussy had leaked juice down both legs by the time he finally put his dick in her. She jumped on top of him so she could control it better, fucking him for ten minutes before he finally popped. Jenny said she had to stop several times to prevent her own orgasm. And she used the trick of pinching her nipples to help slow herself, although toward the end, even the pain made her pant with lust.

But she timed it right and when he grunted and announced he would blow, she hopped off of him quickly, ripping the condom off just in time to jerk him off to a river of white spunk hitting her in the face and coating his stomach, confessed that she actually like the feel of the hot sticky goo hitting her face. And she liked the look on his face when she proceeded to hover all of it up and made a show of swallowing all of it.

Fending off his oral assault again, she convinced him she preferred to give than receive and made out with him and had him play with her breasts. Luckily, the eighteen year-old rod stood at full attention in no time, and she gave him the blow job. It still took a while with him having just cum a few minutes prior, but she used the tricks Sarah had taught her and he came in her mouth. The second time, she managed to keep it all in her mouth. She still blanched at the taste and texture, but muscled through.

Together they both desperately needing intercourse for real and couldn’t wait to finally have an orgasm after such a long week. They wondered on what Mr. Michaels might have waiting for them.

When they finally headed over to ‘babysit’, they had both dressed sexy again. They each had on t-shirts that they had cut up special for the night. They left very little material from the original shirt. The shirts were cropped just under the breast with a wide v cut in the front. It showed both the underside of their tits as well as all their cleavage. Any quick movements and their tits would pop out. They also wore short skirts with no underwear. The air flowing over their bare pussies while they walked felt electric and they were both soaking wet by the time they got to the front door.

They walked into a smiling Mr. Michaels and instantly felt relief. He told them how much he liked their outfits and briefly molested each of them while giving them a big kiss, before leading them to the den. On the coffee table were the paddle, two sets of nipple clamps, two butt plugs and two sets of Ben Wa balls. The Ben Wa balls were silver egg-shaped balls, about two inches in diameter each, connected by a short piece of rubber in the middle and a long piece of rubber out of one end that ended in a small loop. The butt plugs were different sizes and shapes. One small with a jeweled end and the other larger with a curved handle that Sarah recognized as her number five plug.

He told the girls to take each other’s clothes off and come over to him. “Take your time and feel free to explore each other’s bodies.” The girls rubbed all over each other and sucked on each other’s nipples and showed off the smooth pussies to Mr. Michaels’ great delight. He had each girl pick up a set of the nipple clamps and put them on the other girl. Jenny had never had nipple clamps put on her before.

Sarah sucked each nipple until it stiffened, pulled it away from her body, and then slipped the clamp on right at the base of the nipple. Jenny’s face reacted immediately to the pain as she scrunched up her face as each clamp pinched her. But soon the pain turned to dull throb that she could tolerate. Following Sarah’s example, she did the same to Sarah. Sarah took a deep breath and enjoyed the feel of the clamps. She learned to like the pressure and her body felt energized from the endorphins the pain caused, further lending to the understanding of what Mr. Michaels had taught her about how the body worked.

Mr. Michaels picked up both sets of Ben Wa balls. He had each girl bend over before him and he carefully inserted them into their pussies. The weight in their vagina made them have to clench to hold them in. He told them to walk to the kitchen and get some water and bring it back. As they walked, they could feel the internal weights inside the balls roll around. Any movement sent tingles through them. They compared the feeling on the way there and back with their pussies being constantly stimulated in a way they weren’t used to, especially their g-spots.

Mr. Michaels had the paddle and he sat waiting for them to return on the edge of the ottoman. Their cheerful smiles froze and the banter over the Ben Wa ball ended abruptly. “You both failed to go all week on your orgasm denial task. Do you think you should be punished?”

Sarah and Jenny both looked at each other. Nothing they could do. Sarah spoke for them, “Yessir. We failed. We should be punished.”

Mr. Michaels considered. He indicated Jenny should come over first. “Despite having an orgasm without permission, you fessed up to the failure and you followed every instruction with Terrance.” He emphasized the ‘every’ and stared as Sarah. Sarah shrunk knowing he knew that Sarah had forewarned her friend. But then he turned back to Jenny and continued, “I think a little warm up is all that is needed instead of a full punishment.” He had her lay across his lap. Her clamps pressed into the ottoman as she laid there, and she grunted at the pain. He took his time with small ramping slaps and a few harder spanks at the end, but nothing like his normal punishment.

The slaps on her ass made the balls in her pussy shift and Jenny moaned. Sarah watched as Mr. Michaels spread lube around Jenny’s asshole and saw her clench when he slid a finger into her tight ring. She wanted to warn her to relax and to not fight the intrusion, but kept silent knowing that to say anything would only get them both into trouble. Then he pressed the small steel plug against the lubricated sphincter. He pushed slowly against the resistance, but the lube did its job and the plug popped into her ass anyway to her small yelp of pain as it came to rest. Sarah had never asked Jenny about butt plugs but could tell by how her ass clenched repeatedly that this type of anal play had to be unknown to her friend.

Sarah took her turn on his lap. “Sarah, I was a little more disappointed with you. You have more practice, but you still failed me.”

“Please punish me Master. I deserve it and I want your punishment. Please Master, spank me to teach me a lesson.”

He started slowly but ramped up to a higher level than Jenny got. Still, they fell well short of full strength. She guessed he got up to a four or five on his punishment scale. It still hurt, but she didn’t hate it. The multiple sensations made her body tremble with anticipation. The balls in her pussy in particular shifted with every spank setting off sparks that shot through her body. Adrenaline and endorphins made her pelvis grind as he hit her. The pain itself made her want to cum.

She lost count of the spanks after twenty, but then felt lube press into her ass followed by the much larger plug being teased in and out of her butthole. He took his time and fucked her anus repeatedly before letting it pop all the way in and seat itself. Sarah sighed as her ass accepted it. She saw the look of astonishment on Jenny’s face, knowing that how easily Sarah took the much larger butt plug without any yelp of pain must have surprised her.

Finally done, he put the paddle down, stood up and told the girls to take his clothes off. They obediently did as instructed, working silently together, and folded everything perfectly. They had clearly learned that lesson well.

“Your Master wants some attention first.” Again, they knew what that meant without needing explicit instruction. They knelt in front of him and worked together to blow him while he stood there. He had his phone out and made a close-up video of them using their mouths together going up and down and all over his cock. At one point, they each took a testicle in their mouth at the same time and twirled their tongues around it. They could feel him ramping up to orgasm and took short turns sucking hard on his dick, back and forth between them.

When he couldn’t take any more, he commanded them to put their faces together with their mouths open looking up to him. Taking the last couple of strokes on his dick, the hot white goo started to fly all over both their faces and in their mouths. Ropes and strings of sticky fluid covered both of them as he unleashed a giant load. Sarah wondered if he had been withholding all week as well.

With a final grunt as the last drop dripped onto Sarah’s chin, he fell back onto the ottoman and watched while the girls started to kiss and lick the cum off of each other. Mr. Michaels marveled at the sexy scene with these two hot nubiles greedily licking his cum off each other. With both faces licked clean, they locked into an embrace, deeply kissing each other.

He let them enjoy the tongue fight for a minute before ordering them to go upstairs for the next stage. He instructed them to hold their arms crossed behind them as they walked in the proper ‘slave’ style. Between the balls, the plugs and the clamps, every step set off different sensations. Jenny had to pause halfway up the stairs, stopping the progression with her being in the lead. The balls in her pussy threaten to rob her tenuous hold on her body’s need to climax. She swung her torso and the clamps slapped from side to side causing enough pain to let her continue.

Upstairs, they saw another massage table set up by the bed. Sarah could see the differences between this one and the one he had set up previously. Besides being longer, one end had two long leather cuffs with lots of small metal buckles. They looked to be about arm length. There were other smaller cuffs attached toward the other end. The whole table had small holes in it down along both sides in a pattern that Sarah understood would allow the cuffs to be moved and set up in different configurations. The thought of what this new challenge represented sent tingles all through her body.

Mr. Michaels told Sarah to get up on the table as she would be going first. She laid down on her back in the center of the table and he stretched each arm up into a cuff and started fastening the buckles. They were positioned over her head, so her arms were outstretched straight up and held firmly in place. Next, he fastened two straps, one just over her top of her breasts and the other across her stomach, which snapped into place under the table. Smaller cuffs went around her thighs and ankles holding her legs apart about a foot and fastened through the holes in the table. The restraints held her so tight, she could barely move.

He told Jenny to start sucking and playing with her nipples. She did so without taking the clamps off. He ran his finger up and down the slit of Sarah’s pussy. He reminded her again she had to be given permission to cum and she had to beg her Master for that permission. Sarah nodded.

When her pelvis started to rock and thrust up into his hand, he stopped and got the hitachi. Sarah felt the cord draw across her legs. Straining against the straps again in frustrated anticipation, except for her butt that she could lift an inch or two off the table, the rest of her body couldn’t move at all. He handed Jenny a crop and instructed her that when Sarah begged to cum, she should crop her hard all over her body to help her avoid cumming without permission. The crop shook in Jenny’s hand with fear over having to hit her friend in such a way but went back to licking Sarah’s nipples without argument.

He turned the hitachi on low and started rubbing it on her thighs, stomach, tits and clamped nipples. The steady strong vibration shook the different parts of her body and she screamed Escort Bayan when he pressed it harder on her nipple. He told Jenny to take one of the clamps off and as the blood rushed back into her abused nipple, he ran the head of the vibrator all around it. Sarah thrashed at the pain it brought. As he moved the hitachi down her body, Jenny sucked and bit the released nipple. The torture drove Sarah crazy. When the vibrator pressed into her pussy lips the heavy vibration set her off immediately.

“Please may I cum Master? This slut needs to cum so badly for you!!” Her pelvis ground hard against the head of the hitachi only to have Mr. Michaels pull it away and nod to Jenny. Very uncertain, Jenny brought the crop down on Sarah’s stomach. Her tentative light strike clearly showed her reticence to hurt her friend.

“Harder Jenny. You are helping her. She needs some pain to distract her now.” Jenny brought it down much harder. He nodded and she did it again a little higher up. He put the vibrator back on Sarah’s pussy, this time higher up and rotated it in small circles. Sarah moaned and rolled her head from side to side. Within a minute she begged for release again.

“Harder this time. On her thighs too,” he ordered. Jenny swung the crop a dozen times all over Sarah’s thighs, the side of her ass, and her stomach again. At the same time, Mr. Michael’s pulled the clamp off her other nipple. Sarah screamed at the pain. Each slap of the crop left a small red mark on her skin. Sarah’s body started trembling. The week of denial and now all this stimulation had a terribly strong effect on her, causing tears to stream down her face as she begged for him to please let her cum.

He pressed the hitachi lightly onto her clit. She lifted her ass, struggling to press it harder into her aching love button. Her body started to shake. She had never needed to cum more in her life. Jenny sucked and lightly pinched both nipples at his instruction. Mr. Michaels had her right where he wanted her. “Please. PLEASE! Please Master. I need it, I can’t stop anymore. I’m going to cum for you. Please let me.”

“Hold it Sarah,” he coached. “Hold it for me. Let it build but don’t let go. Let it fill you.” His voice stayed soothing and encouraging. She held it back, already well past the point of no return. Jenny sucking on her nipples the final ecstasy. “Now Sarah. You can cum for me now!” he finally commanded.

With that she let herself go. A brief second of final buildup before her body let go of the entire week of temptation and enticement. She felt her pussy gush as she groaned loudly and shook. The giant wave of orgasm exploded in her head. Waves of warmth radiated out of her pussy. Over and over again it rolled through her. As it started to ebb, it started over again. She went through at least three rolling orgasms that lasted over a full minute each. With the last one, her pussy shuddered, and she started to try to pull away from the relentless vibrator. He kept it on her and refused to let her stop. Her clit got so sensitive that her body tried to violently get way. She twisted and stretched to the limit of the restraints. He made her take it for ten seconds while she begged for him to stop.

He pulled off the hitachi and grabbed her tits hard. He pinched and twisted the nipples. Her hips stopped trusting as she reacted to the pain. He slapped her cheek hard, shocking her eyes open in surprise. Then he slapped one tit and then the other hard on the outer tissue. He slapped again on the nipple of each breast. He grabbed and squeezed both breasts for a second and slapped down on both at the same time. Her tits were red and her nipples felt like they would explode.

He put a hand on her throat and squeezed gently. Not enough to completely restrict her airway, but enough to control her and make it hard to draw a deep breath. He put the hitachi back on her clit and rubbed it up and down her pussy. When he pressed lower toward her entrance, it made the balls in her pussy vibrate against her g-spot. He told Jenny to go back to sucking on her nipples gently. Sarah went from pain back to the throes of pleasure. She ground her hips again and moaned words incoherently. She seemed to be asking for something, but it was unintelligible.

Jenny sucked harder on her nipple and Sarah begged to be allowed to cum. “Not yet,” he warned her as he removed his hand from her throat. He switched hands, moving the hitachi up to her clit from above while the other hand started pulling on the balls. With steady pressure, they started to come out. He told her to cum when the second one exited. Sarah emitted a steady groan and raggedly gasped for breath now that his hand had been removed from her throat. The pressure on her pussy walls as the balls were extracted sent new shivers through her. When the second one finally popped out, she screamed, “I’m cummmmminnggggggg,” and shook violently. His assault had been unremitting. She came and then came again. Jenny just circling her fingers around Sarah’s nipples lightly watching the whole scene with stunned fascination.

As soon as the second orgasm stopped, Mr. Michaels hooked his middle two fingers into her pussy and started jerking his hand up and down in her vagina, jamming his fingers into the top of her pussy right past the pubic bone. He jerked fast and hard at a feverish pace. This sent previously unknown sensations through Sarah. She felt pressure build up in her pussy like she had to pee. A new orgasm started to build. She didn’t even have time to beg. It hit her and as she started to quiver, she squirted liquid out of her pussy, more than ever before. She moaned and her body shook again. Squirt after squirt shot out all over the table and her legs. Each time Mr. Michaels pulled his hand out she squirted and then he stuck his fingers right back in and start jerking again. It felt like a quart of pussy juice came out of her.

She finally stopped and he kissed her hard. She felt tremendous relief that he had finished and her body felt wrecked. He broke the kiss and he looked deeply into her eyes, just inches from her face, and said, “I know you have one more for me. One more and I’ll let you out.”

“Oh fuck!” she said aloud. She didn’t think her exhausted body could take anymore. Her pussy throbbed and her pelvis continue to tremble every few seconds. She felt Jenny’s mouth on her swollen pussy lips, licking up some of the sticky liquid that coated it. Her soft tongue felt good after the rough finger fucking, making her continue to moan and roll her head.

To her chagrin, the hitachi replaced the soft feminine tongue. Her clit throbbed and it felt like a balloon. She cursed and told him to ‘fucking stop’, not caring if it got her in trouble. Suddenly, the steady vibration of her vaginal violator felt good again. A new wave of pleasure rolled through her making another orgasm force its way to the forefront of her brain. She felt him grab the butt plug and tug. As he rolled the hitachi over her clit and pussy, he put pressure on the plug. It had been in long enough that her ass didn’t want to let it go. She felt the normal uncomfortable stretch as it neared the widest point and then it popped back in. He did this repeatedly while continuing the stimulation on her clit. Her body, despite her wishes, crested over the top and prepared to give in to the forced orgasm being ripped from her body.

“May I cum for you Master? Please? Please?!!”

“Are you my cum whore Sarah?

“Yes. I’m your cum whore!”

“Are you my fuck toy Sarah?”

“Yes Master. I am your fuck toy. I want to be your fuck toy Master!” He body shook and couldn’t take much more. She felt herself at the brink.

“Who owns this pussy Sarah? Who is your Master?!”

“Oh my fucking god, YOU are!! You own my pussy!! Oh fuck, I’m going to cum. Please sir. I have to. Please Master, I’m begging. I’m your whore! I want to be your slut!” Her head raised off the table and her body clenched. She held it off by the thinnest of margins.

“Cum slut! Make me happy! Give me that big orgasm!” Sarah dropped her head back down and thrust her ass up as much as she could. She strained as the orgasm took her. The plug popped out of her ass adding to the intensity. Her body shuddered so strongly and long that she feared blacking out. She couldn’t even breath, she just felt her body vibrate all over. The vibrator mercifully finally pulled away. Her body continued to experience small buzzing vibrations and muscle clenches the whole time that Jenny and Mr. Michaels worked to undo all of her restraints. Sarah gasped for breath in between each shiver.

Once free, he pulled her up into his arms and she wrapped herself around him. She rested her head on his shoulder and couldn’t talk. Her body still shook and trembled. He held her for a couple of minutes comforting her and telling her what a good job had done. Her legs wrapped around his body like a little girl and she sobbed a little from the extreme range of pleasure and pain her body had been forced to endure. He laid her on the bed and he and Jenny were on either side of her, comforting and stroking her. Her eyes remained unfocused and she felt more cum drunk than she had ever been. He and Jenny took turns kissing her while they both lightly rubbed her body.

After a ten minute respite, Sarah felt normal and coherent again. They all laughed and talked about the intensity of her experience. Mr. Michaels got up to get her some water and Jenny got a towel to clean up some of the squirt that had come out of Sarah. Jenny looked overwhelmed and terrified at the thought of having to go next.

To her obvious relieve, Mr. Michaels announced that Jenny’s turn would be much less strenuous. “Someday you will experience what Sarah just did, but not tonight. I don’t think you are quite ready for that yet.”

Mr. Michaels had Jenny lay on the bed and told Sarah to start eating her pussy. He had taken Jenny’s nipple clamps off before starting on Sarah to give her nipples a break, but he put them back on her. They were even more painful the second time being sore from earlier. He reminded Jenny that to cum without permission, and to forget to beg her Master for that permission, would result in punishment. Watching Sarah had demonstrated to Jenny the ‘rules of the engagement’ on how to address him and she nodded agreement saying, “Yes sir.”

While Jenny had been out of the room taking care of the towel from cleaning up, he had forewarned Sarah that they were going to deny Jenny three times. When she begged for the third time, he wanted Sarah pull out the Ben Wa balls slowly like he had done for her. Once removed, Sarah should then turn back to Mr. Michaels and announce, “she is ready for you now Master.” While he got into position, Sarah would move in to get behind Jenny and support her leaning back on Sarah’s chest, giving her a chance to play with Jenny’s tits while he fucked her.

Everything went as planned. Jenny spread her legs and her friend spread her slippery lips and licked and toyed with her clit. The expert cunnilingus coupled with Jenny’s overly aroused state had her begging within minutes, “May I cum Master? Please it’s been so long. Ahh, and it feels so good.”

Mr. Michaels yanked on the clips and refused her request. Sarah stopped and slapped Jenny’s pussy hard with her hand. Confident Jenny had been sufficiently shocked out of her growing orgasm, Sarah went back to sucking hard on her clit, biting the hood and pressing the little nub with the flat of her tongue. Mr. Michaels had gotten the crop and started cropping Jenny all over her body. Each sharp crack made Jenny jerk and whimper.

Jenny focused on the mouth on her pussy and despite the distractions soon pleaded for permission again. Mr. Michaels released a clamp and twisted her nipple. Sarah sunk her teeth hard into Jenny’s thigh, biting and grinding her teeth on the skin. Jenny yelped in pain, ripped back from the brink of orgasm for the second time. This constant rocking of pain and pleasure made her shake like Sarah had. She seemed so confused at the contradiction in sensation. Sarah started in again, only this time, she started pulling on the balls.

That new pressure combined with the tongue on her clit made Jenny moan and groan loudly. Feeling unrestricted from needing to be quiet, her exclamations grew louder and more vulgar. The first ball popped out and she almost lost it. She warned she couldn’t hold off much longer. The second ball held at the opening stretching her vagina. Her muscles contracted and tried to pull it back in, but Sarah kept it there. She finally pulled it free and watched the gaping vagina in front of her spasm. Jenny screamed she had to cum and Mr. Michaels pulled the last clamp off and started cropping her tits vigorously, hitting the nipples several times. The pain barely kept her from losing control. Her hips were grinding and thrusting up to meet Sarah’s mouth. Sarah slid in two fingers and raked Jenny’s g-spot steadily.

Sensing Jenny couldn’t take any more, Sarah looked up Mr. Michaels and told him, “Master, your slut is ready for you. She needs your dick sir. Please fuck her Master.”

Jenny panted and begged for someone to give her a release. “Fuck! Fuck! Somebody please make me cum!” she screamed. Sarah jumped up and got behind Jenny as quickly as she could. She pushed Jenny up enough to slide behind her with her legs spread to either side of her. Jenny laid back against Sarah’s chest. Mr. Michaels pushed her legs back and Sarah grabbed them behind the knees and pulled them back. Mr. Michaels wasted no time and pressed his cock firmly against Jenny’s entrance. With one stroke he sunk all the way into her and Sarah heard the wet slap of his balls against Jenny’s bald pussy lips. The ease of his entry testimony to her dripping lubricated love tunnel.

He ground his pelvis against her overly sensitive clit and Sarah knew Jenny wouldn’t be able to resist anymore. He got in three powerful thrusts before saying yes to her constant pleading. He never slowed as the orgasm exploded in Jenny with her bellowing the announcement of her climax. Sarah relished the feel of Jenny’s body trembling against her as the waves of pleasure rocked her body. She gently massaged Jenny’s breasts and tweaked her nipples to help enhance her friend’s intense experience. Jenny’s head rolled from side to side to his continued steady thrusting and slamming into her pussy. He grabbed her thighs right at the pelvis and pulled her into him with each thrust to get as deep as he could.

Sarah didn’t expect how much she would enjoy feeling another woman cum while she held her. When she felt Jenny’s climax start to pass, Sarah reached down and rubbed Jenny’s clit in tight circles as quickly as she could. With her orgasm renewed, Jenny yelled out words of shock and astonishment again.

Jenny’s body finally relaxed as the tremors slowed, but Mr. Michaels hadn’t finished with his new slut. He grabbed her thighs and pulled her body toward him a few feet. He quickly rotated Jenny’s body and got her face down and between Sarah’s legs. He straddled her legs and his glistening manhood quickly found its target with him thrusting fully into her, rolling his pelvis up on her perfect little ass. With her face planted into Sarah’s pussy, Jenny wasted no time in running her tongue though Sarah’s folds with a ravenous hunger.

Sarah watched as he grabbed hold of the butt plug and pulled on it between pumping his cock into her gash. She felt Jenny’s mouth suck harder on her clit each time he stretched her tender virgin asshole. The smaller tugs quickly turned into him pulling it fully out of her and then popping it back in.

Sarah begged Mr. Michaels for permission to cum and had grabbed Jenny’s head and humped her face for all she her worth. Jenny couldn’t ask and wouldn’t have even remembered to ask and started to cum as well. A few seconds later, Mr. Michaels slapped her ass twice and then buried himself into her and let go with his hot deposit deep in her womb. They were all grunting and moaning and gasping for air.

With all three of their needs well sated, Mr. Michaels pulled Jenny up and they all plopped onto the bed. They took their same positions as before with Mr. Michaels between his two girls and the girls snuggled up to him. Their heavy exertion had taken a toll, but they all rode the high from the sexual release.

“Excellent girls. Really well done.” He leaned over and kissed Sarah and then Jenny and they stayed relaxed for some time.

After a while, they headed down to the hot tub. Sarah glanced at the clock on the way and couldn’t believe that with everything they had already done, the clock showed it to be only 8:30. The hot tub gave quick relief to Sarah’s strained muscles from fighting the restraints. She reveled in the warm afterglow of the intense experience having set a new bar for the pleasure and pain her body could endure. They laughed and played lightly together, occasionally grabbing, or molesting body parts or kissing each other, but for the most part just enjoying each other’s company for a while.

Mr. Michaels asked lots of questions about school, other friends, past sexual experiences, and the like. He knew about Jenny and Amanda hooking up a few times. Amanda being the lesbian from the junior grade that had pursued her and that she had drunkenly had sex with those two times. Jenny seemed shocked that he knew about her brief affair because she had only ever really told Sarah. She looked at Sarah with a questioning glace, but Sarah professed innocence silently with her eyes and a little shake of her head. It wasn’t until the next day that the two girls figured out that with his full access to her phone he must have seen and read texts that Jenny had left on her phone, some with nude photos, between her and Amanda. They had numerous conversations about hooking up and Amanda asking for more.

Mr. Michaels suggested that the three girls should probably hang out and Jenny and Sarah should befriend her more over the summer and include her with things. The girls got the hint that his suggestion vailed an order he expected them to carry out. Sarah had an idea of where he intended it to go. With Amanda being only seventeen, she would be too young to approach. But he must want to plant a seed for a possible future seduction. This realization snapped her back to reality somewhat. Mr. Michaels clearly planned things well in advance. With Sarah and Jenny going to college in the fall, Amanda might be the target to fill the void. Or maybe he just wanted to see the three girls together. She shook her head and went back to feeling the jet pulse on her back.

With the topic passed, she put the worry out of her head and the mood lightened again. He chased and tickled both girls and at one point trapped them back-to-back and started fingering istanbul Escort both of them at the same time. He then had the girls turn and make out for him. As they were kissing deeply with their tongues intertwined, Sarah realized how comfortable she had become with another girl and couldn’t believe it had all happened so fast. She didn’t think it would ever change her desire to be with a man, but she definitely enjoyed the feel of another woman and how it heightened the sexual experience. Being with multiple partners at the same time had also become a big turn on instead of an unknown fear and she realized it had started to seem normal.

When their display had made Mr. Michaels horny again with his cock back to near full attention, he unsurprisingly ordered them back upstairs. They got out and the two girls dried each other and then worked together to dry him off. He seemed very comfortable being tended to by his two young servants.

Once upstairs, Mr. Michaels went back to his bag and produced a strap on with a double headed dildo. Sarah’s eyes got large as she looked over the contraption. Again, she had seen this sort of thing in videos, but never in person and never thought she would be the type of girl to use one. Yet another first.

He handed it to Sarah to put it on. It took a minute with Jenny’s help to figure out how it worked. It had a purple dildo, but flesh feeling with a realistic cock head on each side and veins all over. The two sides were different sizes. One side being longer with a smaller girth and smaller mushroom head and the other side having a much thicker girth and a wide flanged head, but a little shorter overall. A circular flange in the center of the harness kept the dildo in place. She stepped into the straps and Jenny helped pull it into position and tightened the straps around her legs under her butt cheeks and cinched the Velcro waist straps as tight as they would go. The longer thinner phallus reached deep into her vagina with the harness in place.

Sarah had a penis! A big thick veiny purple penis that stood straight out from her body. She shook it from side to side and watched it flop back and forth. She reached down and grabbed it like a guy would and stroked it just like a real cock. She felt strangely empowered. She chased Jenny a little pointing it at her teasing “I’m gonna fuck you!” The dildo in her pussy moved and stimulated her clit enough to make the whole thing feel real. Stroking her cock pressed the other side deeper into her pussy and made her hips want to grind. She knew right away that fucking Jenny with her new toy would get her off as much as her partner. She suddenly couldn’t wait to try.

Mr. Michaels got Jenny on the bed and started licking and playing with her pussy to warm her up. Sarah got on the bed on her knees and leaned over to press the dildo into Jenny’s mouth in a mock blow job. Watching Jenny play and suck on the fake cock exhilarated Sarah. Without even thinking about it, her pelvis rocked the cock into Jenny’s mouth slowly as she face-fucked her. She unintentionally gagged Jenny a couple of times, and then just on instinct grabbed Jenny’s head and gagged her intentionally. She liked the feeling of power it gave her, and she understood more why guys would do that to her. Sarah got increasingly turned on.

Mr. Michaels watched the action intently without ever stopping his pussy play. He used his fingers to slowly rub Jenny’s g-spot and thoroughly coated her vagina with saliva. With Jenny well lubricated and already moaning from the attention, he positioned Jenny on her hands and knees with her backside to Sarah. Jenny had already gotten the dildo wet with the blow job, but Sarah spit in her hand and stroked it over the cock to coat it further. She intended to play the part of the man all the way. She rubbed the head of the dildo up and down Jenny’s slit and could see Jenny reacting in anticipation. Meanwhile, Mr. Michaels had positioned himself directly in front of Jenny and she started blowing a real penis.

Sarah pressed forward and inserted the dick into Jenny about halfway. The girth of the dildo made Jenny grunt around Mr. Michaels manhood, and she spread her legs a little more. Sarah started a slow grind and pushed the dildo deeper with each thrust. Each thrust pushed Jenny forward onto Mr. Michaels cock forcing it deeper into her mouth, while at the same time pressed Sarah’s dildo into and out of her pussy and against her clit. The combined thrusting of her hips and the dildo in her pussy made Sarah moan as well and the drive to fuck harder overtook her. Taking a cue from Mr. Michaels, she brought her hand to the side and slapped Jenny’s ass every few deep thrusts. She held back at first but seeing the skin of her friend turn a light pink encouraged her and soon she slapped harder leaving handprints on the flesh and making Jenny jump and clutch onto the dildo.

Spit-roasting Jenny like this reminded Sarah of being in the same spot herself not too long before. Remembering how having cocks assault her from both directions had driven her crazy with lust. Without stopping her thrusting, she reached around and started rubbing Jenny’s clit. Jenny responded immediately and she felt Jenny cumming underneath her. Jenny slammed back against Sarah to get the thick cock as deep as she could into her honey pot and Sarah felt Jenny’s legs shake. The power of the moment left Sarah intoxicated.

Sarah grabbed Jenny by the hips and started ramming her phallus into Jenny’s pussy, grinding her own clit with each thrust. She felt her own orgasm begin and yelled out, “Oh fuck I’m cumming!!” So lost in the moment, she forgot completely to beg her Master for permission. Coming down from her orgasmic plateau, she watched Mr. Michaels grab Jenny’s head in both hands and bounce her head up and down furiously for over a minute. Jenny struggled to stay composed and saliva dripped down from her mouth. He finally pulled his throbbing member back out and let her gasp for air.

Mr. Michaels barked for the girls switch quickly. She and Jenny pulled the strap-on off and out of Sarah as urgently as they could and got it secured onto Jenny. He had Sarah lay down with her head over the edge of the bed upside down. Jenny got in between her legs in a missionary position and thrust the dildo deep into Sarah’s still gapping cunt. She grabbed both of her legs and pushed them back. She slid her hands up toward Sarah’s ankles and kept her legs straight as she continued to push farther back, pushing them toward Sarah’s head and giving Jenny a better angle of attack.

At the same time, Mr. Michaels stuck his still throbbing cock into her mouth. Jenny and Mr. Michaels pushed forward impaling Sarah from both directions. His dick slid deep into the back of her mouth to the entrance of her throat. Being completely helpless, Sarah just tried to stay calm as her body filled with cock. Jenny rested Sarah’s legs on her shoulders and grabbed Sarah’s hands and pulled Sarah to her getting the dildo deeper. Mr. Michaels massaged her breasts and pinching her nipples while he kept up the steady thrusting into her mouth. Sarah had to accept everything happening to her and didn’t dare move.

“You didn’t ask for permission, did you Sarah?” he accused. She tried to agree, but thick cock in her throat prevented anything but a muffled grunt. She felt him twist her nipples harder. Harder than the clamps even. Pain coursed through her. She tried to scream but had enough trouble just trying to breath. She had become just a fuck toy for both of their amusement. A cock sleeve for ready penetration.

Jenny got into fucking her and ground her hips back and forth about three of four inches with a rapidly increasing tempo. Sarah could also feel Mr. Michaels picking up his pace and she knew she would be swallowing his load in this awkward position. His balls kept dragging over her face and she struggled to breath. Despite all of this, she felt another orgasm on the brink of starting. She couldn’t process all the simultaneous sensations. She tried to focus on the cock in her pussy causing her vagina to clench as the pleasure grew.

She let the orgasm bloom within her and she started to shake. Mr. Michaels pulled her tits straight up pinching her nipple mercilessly as he pulled his dick back so just the head stayed in her mouth. Clinging desperately to it for fear of making him mad, she felt his balls let go with jizz spurting in fits, filling her mouth. Not wanting to try to swallow in this position, she just held the full load in her mouth. She continued to shudder with her legs shaking almost violently on Jenny’s shoulders when she felt his cock drop from her lips and hit her nose. He left a slimy trail over her nose, between her eyes, and on her forehead. She managed to keep the semen trapped in her mouth while Jenny and Mr. Michaels worked together to pull her up to a sitting position.

“Share with your friend,” he prompted. Sarah stopped herself from gulping and leaned over to Jenny and put her lips to Jenny’s. As they started to kiss, she opened her mouth and pushed her cum laden tongue into Jenny’s mouth. Jenny accepted it and they felt the thick viscous fluid flow between their mouths. When they broke the kiss, they both showed Mr. Michaels their share of his love juice before swallowing with a big dramatic gulp. Then they went back to kissing.

While they continued to play with each other, Mr. Michaels, now satisfied, went to get another shopping bag. He told the girls to pay attention. They stopped and both got on their knees on the bed with their hands behind them in the submissive pose he had taught them.

“It was a good week. You both performed well.” He started taking butt plugs out of the bag. He continued his discussion while laying them out. “Next week, I am going to fuck Jenny’s ass, so she will start her anal training.” Jenny audibly gasped and her eyes got big at his declaration and even bigger as she saw the last two butt plugs and bottle of lube laid out on the bed. “Sarah will explain to you exactly what to do.”

Next he pulled out a pair of the small pink egg shaped vibrators that had long tails out one end. They looked like pink mice. “These are Lush vibrators. They are remote control. I want you to keep them with you. Go ahead and put them in now.” They each took one and inserted into their pussies. He showed how to turn them on by pressing on the tail.

“I will be able to control these from my phone at my discretion.” With that he touched the app on his phone and both girls felt the vibrators come to life. They were on low and both girls could feel the insides of their vagina’s respond. He touched the phone and suddenly the vibrators went from low to medium to high. On high, but girls squeezed their legs together as the vibrations became intense. He left them on high for a minute and then pressed something else. They started to move through a program like one of the handheld vibrators, but being internal made it stimulate their g-spots as well as their clits.

Sarah noted that they were virtually silent even when on the highest setting. Within a minute, the torture became almost too much to bear. Her hips started to hump. She grabbed Jenny’s arm to help steady herself, but she could see Jenny in the throes of her own desperation. “It may be while you are at home at night, out shopping, or even at school. So be prepared. We will see how well you can control yourselves. But whenever I tell you to put them in, I expect you to do so and keep them there until I tell you to take them out. They may go off and they may not. You will never know.”

“Sir, this will make me cum,” Sarah protested. She already had to fight to control herself. “You can’t do this to us around other people. They will see us…orgasm.” Jenny had her eyes closed slowly grinding her hips.

The vibrators turned off. He stood there and scowled at them. “Are you really fucking arguing with me?! Again?!”

“No sir!” They both responded and got back into their slave pose.

“You will endure for my amusement. If I want to fucking embarrass you, then I will embarrass you.” He looked back at the phone and put it back on high and leaned in to stare at both of them. He grabbed each of the by the hair at the back of their scalp and forced them to look at him. “If I want to make those cunts cum, then they will cum on my command! They are mine from now on!!” He paused and looked from one to the other. “Is that understood?!” He fell just short of yelling in their faces with a look that could kill.

“Yes sir,” they both responded again and stayed still. He would permit no argument. Sarah panicked at the thought of having this thing tease her during the middle of class. She could tell it wouldn’t take long before it could make her cum.

He let go of their heads and changed it back to a ramping wave followed by five pulses on high for lengthening periods, from a few seconds to the last one taking ten seconds. He let it go through several cycles satisfied they were both having trouble not responding to the powerful stimulation. He turned them off and told the girls they would call it a night.

As usual, he paid them and gave them $50 tips and went with them downstairs. He told them to keep the vibrators in for thirty minutes. It felt strange to Sarah to walk with the egg in her and the tail sticking up between her pussy lips. They got dressed. He had thankfully returned to a much happier mood and told them they had both done well. He reminded Sarah to explain the anal training and for Jenny to start the following night. With that, he kissed them both and sent them on their way.

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The girls got into Jenny’s car and started the ride home. Both were quiet for a minute. Jenny started, “Holy fuck. I don’t even know what to say. I mean, that was both wonderful and terrifying!”

Sarah understood her concern, and her confusion. “I know. I always feel like that with him. I mean, that was the most incredible sex of my life, but it all also scares the shit out of me.”

“Is he really going to fuck my ass?!” Jenny pleaded. “Seriously, he is going to do that? And those fucking butt plugs! That last one is HUGE!”

“I know. I know. I had to do it a couple of weeks ago. And yes,” she paused trying to find a nice way to say it, but finding none just continued, “he is going to fuck you in the ass.” Jenny looked pale. “But let me say this. First, the butt plugs will help. By the time you get there next week you will be ready.” Jenny shook her head in clear disbelief. “And. And. Well, when he does fuck you in the ass…..it’s not terrible,” she forwarded timidly. Jenny turned and looked at her like she had three heads.

“I know it sounds crazy,” she continued. “But you have to trust me. I didn’t hate it,” she finished plaintively. Jenny still looked skeptical. “It was actually one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. I…I…I didn’t think I could ever like something like that, but it was unbelievable.” She stayed quiet again for a long minute. “I mean, it like took over my body and you know what it is like. He says he is going to do something to you…. And you’re like, no fucking way…. And then he does it and your head almost explodes from the pleasure.” She didn’t know if she was trying to convince Jenny or herself more. “I mean like tonight. I thought I was going to die when he tied me down to that table. But then I had like ten orgasms. And I fucking squirted everywhere.”

Jenny didn’t say anything. Sarah continued, “You know what I mean, right? And then he can be so nice and then turn around and spank me or just scare the shit out of me with that stare.”

Jenny nodded. “I know. As soon as he gets angry, I want to curl up in a ball and I just know he is going to do something to me. And then it’s always followed by something…..wonderful.” Jenny seemed to be in a daze. Sarah didn’t know what else to say. They were both quiet for a couple of minutes. “How did we get into all of this. This is just crazy. I’m like a fucking prostitute or something.” She shook her head trying to find a way to accept it.

“We both stole money, and this is the only way to….to get out of it.” Sarah had no conviction in her voice. She got pensive again for a minute. “But seriously. Tell the truth. Isn’t it also amazing? I mean, I didn’t know that sex could be like this. I’ve done and learned so much in the last couple of months. And, I mean, like, I don’t hate it all.” She considered. “I mean, in a lot of ways, I actually feel a lot more confident. Does that make me bad?” She paused. “Or, you know, a slut? I mean a real slut?”

Jenny shook her head. “I don’t know. I get what you are saying. Some of it really is unbelievable.” She turned and looked at Sarah, “Especially the stuff with you.” She turned back. “It scares me, but sometimes I do love it.” She got quiet for a minute. “I could do without all the cum swallowing.” With that, they both broke out laughing.

Right then, Sarah jumped. “Oh fuck, he just turned mine on!” She spread her legs as she felt the vibrator come alive. It slowly ramped up from low to medium. Then it started over and a little more quickly got to a slightly higher level. With each ramp up the time got shorter and the final vibration got higher. Sarah pulled her skirt up. She didn’t have on underwear, so she had immediate access to her clit. By the fifth cycle, the ending vibration lasted longer and longer. She started moaning and rubbing her clit hard while her pelvis humped the air. “Is this night ever going to end?” she complained rhetorically. Jenny had to drive by Sarah’s house with her friend being in no condition to get out of the car.

Sarah could feel it building. The vibrations on her g-spot were driving her crazy. She had already cum so many times that night, but she knew she would soon have another. The vibrator switched to one long short-cycled wave on the highest setting. mmm-MMM-mmm-MMM-mmm-MMMMM. That did it. Sarah announced, “Oh my god, I’m cuuuumingggg!”. Her body shook and she felt her tummy flutter while she rocked her head to the side. Jenny had pulled over and Sarah felt Jenny’s fingers take the place of her own on her clit, circling it fast in a tight circle. The combined effect made the climax grow again. Sarah leaned over and kissed Jenny hard. She might not be a lesbian, but she loved her friend so much. The lush had turned off, but Sarah’s pussy vibrated for several more minutes to Jenny’s tender touch.

Finally calmed down, Jenny turned back to Sarah’s house and Sarah took a few minutes to give Jenny the instructions on how to use the butt plugs and prepping with the enema. Jenny looked uncertain, but gave her friend one last hug and drove off for home.

Sarah got a text about 20 minutes later from Jenny telling her that as soon as she got into the house, hers started going off. She said she managed to get up to her room before it got too intense, but she came hard just like Sarah had in the car. Her last text made Sarah think about the coming day. “If these go off while we are at school, what are we going to do?”

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I’m Don, I’m 28 and I have brown hair and eyes. I’m about 6 feet tall and I like to think I’m fit too. I’ve been with a few ladies in my time, but not enough to be considered a player or a ladies man. I live in an apartment building that has 8 floors and every weekday morning I get in the elevator at about 8:05 and come back in the elevator around 5:45. I would say I have a strict schedule, but if I do than this woman that lives in my building does too.

She is about 6 foot too and also has brown hair and eyes. I think she is an office worker or something like that, because I always see her dressed nice. So for the past couple years, we’ve both ridden the elevator at roughly 8:05 in the morning and 5:45 in the evening. Of course other people have been in the elevator with us from time to time, but for the most part, we’ve been alone in the elevator when we rode it at those times.

I don’t know why, but with only knowing her physical appearance, I’ve gotten a little attracted to her, even though I had no idea what her name was or what she’s into. She is pretty, but I don’t like wanna do it with someone as soon as I see them, and I haven’t talked to her either to really build up an attraction either. Granted we have had very minimal confrontations, like asking the time or saying hi, but that’s it. I had a thing for her some time and I wasn’t ever sure if she was ever seeing anyone, she lived on a different floor from me, but on 1 Wednesday night at our 5:45 elevator ride, there was a little malfunction with the elevator.

“Whoa, that was weird,” I said as the elevator stopped.

“Try pressing the button,” The lady said.

So I pressed the ‘Help’ button a few times and we waited for someone to say something to us, but we got nothing.

“Shit, I guess we’re stuck in here,” I said.

She didn’t say anything, she just sat down on the floor as I stood on the opposite side of the elevator. For a few minutes after that it was silent until I finally spit something out.

“I’m Don, I live in 6C,” I said.

“I’m Tracy, I’m down in 2G,” Tracy replied.

“Nice to meet you Tracy,” I said.

“Well, it’s not like we’ve never seen each other before, I guess we never officially met though, and nice to meet you too Don,” Tracy replied.

She put her hand up and I shook her hand as she was sitting down and I was standing up.

“So, you fucking anyone?” Tracy asked.

Now I knew that had to be too good to be true, she wasn’t gonna ask me out just like that and she seemed feisty.

“No, I’m doing it myself right now, thanks for asking,” I replied.

“Oh,” Tracy said in a surprising tone.

I thought maybe she was interested, possibly, then we heard from security for the building.

“Hi, we’re working on getting it running again, it just maybe another hour or so,” A security guard said.

Tracy stood up and leaned back.

“Well I just asked because I’ve seen you in the halls with some attractive ladies, no offense but they are so hot, I might fuck them,” Tracy said.

“Well, I’m not like a ladies man, or anything like that,” I replied.

“If you say so,” Tracy said.

We made some conversation for a little while and it was nice even with that mouth on her. I was attracted to her and I was really liking her as time went on. We talked about work and how funny it was that we never ever had a real conversation.

“You know something?” Tracy asked.

“What?” Bahçelievler Escort I asked.

“Sometimes I’ve just really had to rush out of work to make sure I get back here to ride the elevator with you, I think I might have a little crush on you,” Tracy replied.

So maybe she was interested.

“No kidding, I’m surprised that you never said anything to me other than ‘what time is it?'” I said.

“Well, I just see you with hot ladies all the time, I don’t wanna stick my foot in the pool if someone is already swimming in it, if you know what I mean,” Tracy replied as she walked towards me.

All of the sudden we got a little personal, she kissed me on the cheek, took off her jacket and her breasts were just begging to come out of my her shirt. She had a button shirt and there was a huge crack in her chest and that just gave me a huge hard on, I didn’t think she noticed though, she was busy talking about work, and I wished I worked there. She walked back to the other side and I tried to hide my hard on.

“On my way to lunch, I just walked by a conference room and there they were on the table. Just 2 co-workers and he was giving it to her good doggie style. I watched them for about 15 minutes and it was really hot,” Tracy said.

Talking about such a topic is not something I normally did with complete strangers, but for her I made an exception.

“Did they see you watching?” I asked.

“Nope, I was sneaky. Have you ever seen someone doing the deed before?” Tracy asked.

“I can’t say I have,” I replied.

“Well you should try it sometime, it got my pussy wet, and you know what?” Tracy asked.

“What?” I asked.

“My pussy is getting wet from me just telling you this,” Tracy replied.

I had a very stunned look on my face.

“You don’t mind if I say that kind of shit do you? I mean that’s just how I talk with people I like, and I like you a whole lot,” Tracy said.

“No, it’s OK,” I replied.

“I just put my hand into my panties and rubbed my pussy like mad. I had my fingers really far in there, I came quite a bit and got my panties soaked. After that I just ran to the bathroom to wash up, but as I was walking out, the woman was coming into the bathroom and she was sweaty. I took a picture of them, if you wanna see,” Tracy said.

“No, that’s OK,” I replied.

“Are you sure, I do have the proof if you think I’m lying,” Tracy said.

“No, I believe you, but thanks though,” I replied.

I got a raging hard on and it seemed like that story was a magic blue pill for both of us.

“Well I can see you liked that story,” Tracy said as she looked at my cock.

“Sorry, but that was hot though,” I replied as I adjusted my pants.

“Have you ever done in here before? I’ve seen you smiling after leaving here before with your sexy lady friends,” Tracy said.

“I can’t say I’ve done that either,” I replied.

“You should try it, doing it in here is really kinky, the thrill that you might get caught, oh fuck me,” Tracy said.

I had another stunned look on my face, was she trying to get me to ask her something?

“Have you had sex in here?” I asked.

“Yes, but keep it under wraps,” Tracy replied.

“Nice,” I said.

Obviously this woman gave off the wrong signals as we were in the elevator together, she was some sex freak or something like that.

“What Escort Bayan about at work, you ever done it at work?” Tracy asked.

“Maybe,” I replied.

“A quick blow job under the desk?” Tracy asked.

I just had an embarrassed look on my face.

“That’s a yes,” Tracy said.

“Well, what about you? You ever do it someone at work?” I asked.

“Fuck yes I have, and I’ve gotten caught twice, and I can honestly say, it was 100% worth it,” Tracy replied.

“And weren’t fired?” I asked.

“Nope, I let my boss just get a look at the merchandise and we called it even,” Tracy replied.

“But you never had to do sexual favors for him though?” I asked.

“That’s where I draw the line, I’m not a slut,” Tracy replied.

“And you only talk like this to people you like?” I asked.

“Yes,” Tracy replied as she came towards me and kissed me on the lips that time.

Of course I was happy about that, I never ever met someone who talked like that to pretty much a total stranger, and she was a total stranger that I didn’t mind if my lips touched hers. Obviously this was going somewhere.

“Can I see your cock?” Tracy asked.

“What?” I asked.

“You show me yours and I’ll show you mine,” Tracy replied.

There was no way I wasn’t about to take that deal, then we got another quick announcement from security.

“I’m sorry, but we’re thinking it could be another hour and a half now,” The security guard said.

“Well it looks like we got nothing but time, so what do you say?” Tracy asked.

So I unzipped my pants and my cock poked through my boxers. Of course it was fully erect, and she did hold up her side of the bargain and showed me her boobs. She had solid C-cups too and then both my pants and my jaw dropped.

“Nice,” I said.

“You are not so bad yourself, Don,” Tracy replied.

We both just checked each other out for a minute.

“So, how has your sex life been? It must be top notch considering the hot piece of asses I see you with,” Tracy asked.

“Good I guess, I see them more than just hot piece of asses, and how has your sex life been?” I asked.

“Down, I’m just looking for someone I really wanna fuck,” Tracy replied with lusty eyes.

“Oh,” I said.

“Do you mind if I see the rest of you?” Tracy asked.

She was pressing all the right buttons at the right time, we both stripped down in about 5 seconds, and when she saw what I had to offer, she was sold too. As we were completely naked, she came towards me and grabbed onto my cock.

“Seriously, this has gotta be a record, things have never gone this fast,” I said.

She kissed me again and began stroking my cock slowly.

“If you didn’t figure it out, I really like you, now kiss me Don,” Tracy said.

We made out passionately for a minute and I wrapped my arms around her. We got really close to each other and her boobs pressed up against me.

“Someone is very horny now,” Tracy said.

We kissed again, I leaned down towards her boobs and I began licking the tops of them. A minute later I got down on my knees and took both of her boobs in my hands as I began licking her nipples really softly.

“Now that is getting my pussy really wet Don,” Tracy said as she moaned.

I began licking and sucking on my nipples really slowly and then I put my right hand on her pussy. I rubbed for her this time and she was istanbul Escort liking it a whole lot, obviously we both had a thing for each other. She put her hands on my head and I was going to town on her nipples. We began getting a little sweaty and my heart was pounding, other ladies I was with weren’t special, this lady was very special.

“Oh yes Don, my nipples haven’t ever been licked like that,” Tracy said.

Then I went down on the floor, and took her with me. As she was on her back, I got on top of her and put my cock right in front of her pussy.

“Don’t worry, I’m on the pill. Still responsible when you are horny, I like that,” Tracy said.

So I slowly stuck my cock into her pussy and it was nowhere near as tight as I would have thought.

“Holy shit, your pussy is a little tight for all the sex you have,” I said.

“Well, you have a big dick,” Tracy replied.

I kissed her again and leaned right on top of her so her boobs would press up against me. We both wrapped our arms around each other then the security guard had another announcement.

“We’re sorry this is taking so long, we’ll have you out as soon as we can,” The security guard said.

“Don’t worry about it, take your time, we’ll be OK in here,” I replied.

“Damn right,” Tracy said.

I began thrusting my cock in and out of her pussy slowly. I didn’t wanna make too much noise in there, I don’t think the elevators were sound proof, so we kept it down just a little. I never fucked a stranger like that before, but I had a big crush on her and she wasn’t a total stranger either. I leaned my head down a bit and began sucking on her nipples, that was when she belted out some moans.

“Oh fuck me hard Don,” Tracy screamed.

“Shh, we don’t want them to know what we’re doing in here,” I replied.

“Oh fuck them, what are they gonna do, throw us out?” Tracy asked.

“Maybe,” I replied.

“Oh fuck them, we’ll move into another apartment building and fuck in that elevator,” Tracy said.

I liked the sound of that, even though I didn’t actually know her name until about a half hour ago. She definitely had that ‘X’ factor thing going on in a very big way. We both planted quite a few kisses all over each others faces for a few minutes as I was thrusting my cock in and out of her pussy ever so slowly. She let out a few very soft moans of great pleasure and wrapped her arms around me again. We stayed in that position for about 10 minutes straight and I kept thrusting my big dick in and out of her pussy when all of the sudden, the elevator doors opened. The security guard just looked at us with an awkward face for a minute.

“Whoa, did I rescue you two at a bad time?” The security guard asked.

“Something like that, couldn’t you have waited to rescue us for like another 10 minutes?” Tracy asked.

“Well last time I checked, you both have apartments here, I’ll give you a couple minutes,” The security guard replied.

The door safely shut and we just looked at each other for a minute.

“Well, it probably wouldn’t gentlemanly to not invite you to my apartment after we had sex,” I said.

“I agree with that,” Tracy replied.

“Would you like to come up to 6C with me Tracy?” I asked.

“Well, I know we gotta put our clothes back on now, but how long do we have to keep them on after we get up there?” Tracy asked.

“Not long, maybe 3 seconds after we get in there, 2 if we’re really horny,” I replied.

We both laughed, kissed each other once and got dressed. We went up to the 6th floor and went to 6C to finish what we started. Who knew sex in an elevator could be so great?

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The weather was nice as I drove up to New England. It had been a while since I had seen my stepsister and I had not seen her son since he was a toddler. Heck, I had never even seen her daughter, so this was to be a wonderful trip. My stepsister and I never really grew up together though we did spend a couple of years together after my father remarried. We did become fairly close and shared some time in our late teenage years. I dated a close friend of hers and we seemed to share a bond more like real siblings than stepsiblings. She had recently divorced, and she could really use the support of a close relative or companion. She had moved up north because of her husband’s family, but now that she was single again there was really no reason for the stay except keeping her kids in the same school. She worked full time and it was hard on her. She missed her old friends and family. I knew she was looking forward to this visit more than her words let on.

I arrived at the house and was greeted with open arms.

“Uncle Alan! Uncle Alan!” Ben came outside running. His sister Lynn was not far behind.

“How are you? I am so glad you made it up here,” my sister Mary said.

“You know I had to see the kids.” I added, “They look wonderful.”

“They heard so much about you, but they never really got the chance to get to know you,” she said.

“That will all change. I have two weeks up here and I intend on spending as much time with them as I can,” I said.

“Great. They will love that.”

I settled in and was shown my room. My sister did not have a large apartment. She did not have a lot after the break-up with her husband. She got by though. She worked full time and spent as much time as she could with the kids. I admired her tenacity. I wondered if I could do the same in her situation.

I was given the kids’ room because I was a guest. The kids were forced to sleep on the living room floor. They really did not seem to mind. They seemed so glad to see me I felt ashamed of what I had back home. It felt good to share this time with them. My time meant so much to them and cost me so little.

“Uncle Alan, can we go to the mall tomorrow?” Lynn asked.

“Why of course we can.” I said this without my sister’s approval but I couldn’t imagine her objecting.

That night we had a wonderful home-cooked dinner of spaghetti and meatballs and sat in the living room and watched a movie. The feeling of warmth and family was something I was not used to as a recently divorced man. I savored every moment. They enjoyed it as well. It was truly a win-win situation.

“The kids are so happy you are here,” my sister told me.

“I am so happy to be here.” I added, “You have no idea. Really.”

It was true. I was enjoying every minute.

“I want to take them toy shopping tomorrow. It is the least I can do for my niece and nephew,” I said.

“You don’t have to,” my sister protested.

“I know I don’t have to. I don’t have to do anything. I want to. You know me by now,” I stated.

“OK. They are all yours tomorrow.”

“Thanks,” I said.

I slept well that night. The Massachusetts air did me good. Morning arrived and the kids had no qualms about waking me. They knew this was their day and they wanted to spend it with their Uncle Alan. I did my best to oblige.

“Hey kids, who wants to go to the toy store?” I asked.

“I do! I do!” Their joy was boundless. It was contagious as well.

After a good breakfast of bacon and eggs, I wished my sister well and I herded the kids into my car. It felt good. I had never had kids of my own as my ex-wife was infertile. So, I enjoyed every moment I got to spend with my nieces and nephews. We headed up the main highway to the local toy store. It was a chain store in a local strip mall. Judging by the kids’ reaction, it could have been Disneyland.

I parked the car and we headed inside. It was relatively empty, as it was still morning. I let the kids loose after arranging a meeting spot. It was a big store but not big enough that they were out of sight for long. I went over to the food counter and got myself a coffee and donut. With my energy source in hand, I proceeded to wander around the store wondering what I could possibly find in a toy store that would interest a 48-year-old man. As I walked back towards the front of the store I heard a voice.

“Your kids are cute,” a female voice said.

I turned around to see a rather attractive female sitting at a small desk behind a pile of books. She was a shapely brunette with big hair. I could not help but notice her big hair, sort of 80s style, but striking. She was probably about my age, maybe a bit younger and very sharply dressed. She had a poise and grace about her that commanded Kayaşehir Escort respect and her immaculate make-up and nails showed she was a woman who left no detail unattended. Her wild hair and intense brown eyes hinted at a wild side, though, and I was immediately taken under her spell.

“They are not my kids actually,” was my opening line. “They belong to my sister.”

“Oh, they are still cute,” she said.

I felt like telling her she is cute too, but I needed to do better than that. This girl was way too hot.

“I’m up here visiting and I have them for the morning, and you?”

“I’m here for a book signing. I write children’s books,” she said. “I’m here signing my latest about a kid who takes skating lessons.”

Oh My God. A children’s book author. Wow. A girl with looks to kill that also likes kids. My mind went blank for a moment as my blood flowed south.

“Must get a little boring this time of day.” That was the best I could do. Jeez, I thought.

“Oh, you get used to it,” she said. “How long are you in town?”

Oh, did she just ask what I thought she did? My mind started racing. I felt like handing the kids off to the first person I saw, but I knew better.

“I’m up here for two weeks. Staying at my sister’s.”

“I’m just here for three days,” she added.

“Hey, would you like to have dinner tonight?” Somehow the words just came out of my mouth.

“I would like that very much.”

“By the way, what is your name?” I asked.

“Terry,” she answered.

“I’m Alan.”

I was numb for a moment. A hot-looking girl, impeccably dressed, who writes children’s books. My mind was racing. I had to assume any girl who wrote children’s books had a certain child-like innocence about her. She probably didn’t take life too seriously. I would have to assume she had a sense of humor. That big hair and make-up told me she had a wild side just waiting to be unleashed. Was I the man who could unleash it? I had to find out. We exchanged numbers and we set a tentative time. I told her I would get back to her later after I got a recommendation for a good restaurant from my sister. Neither one of us was familiar with the area and we agreed this was the best idea.

When I got back to my sister’s later with the kids, my sister was a bit disappointed I would not be home for dinner. She understood, though, and wished me luck. Her and I always had an understanding for each other and she was glad for me. She recommended a nice cozy Italian restaurant in the area. I called Terry and she thought it sounded good. I was elated.

I got dressed as the time approached. I thought I looked sharp in a casual collared shirt and slacks. I said my good-byes to my sister and the kids.

The directions my sister gave me were good. I arrived at the restaurant and told the Maitre d’ I was waiting on another party.

Almost immediately Terry walked in. She looked absolutely stunning in her white dress. Her red lipstick and nails matched her high heels. I suddenly felt out of place with my relatively casual look but she was so stunning I really didn’t care. She came right up to me.

“Waiting long?” she asked.

“No, just waiting for you,” I answered.

We were seated at our table as the Maitre d’ handed us our menus. The wine steward came over and suggested a bottle of wine they were featuring that evening. That worked for us. After looking over the menus briefly, we decided to split an order of calamari as we sipped our wine. A bit later we ordered. She chose the veal piccata and I chose the red snapper special. After our food arrived and we had consumed a bit more wine, the conversation flowed a bit easier. I think we had both been slightly nervous at first, though there was no need to be.

“How long have you been writing children’s books?” I asked.

“Only in the last year,” she answered. “It was something I wanted to do for a long time but only got around to it recently. I never had any kids of my own but had always loved children. This has given me a chance to be around kids.”

‘Hmmm…’ I thought. That answered a couple of questions. I told her I had been divorced for the last three years. The conversation flowed progressively easier as we went through dinner. We ordered dessert but decided against coffee and instead hit a local jazz club we noticed a couple of doors down.

As we walked out the door and down the street to the club, the evening air felt good. We held hands and laughed as we told each other jokes. We arrived at the club in a few minutes. As we went inside the change of atmosphere was a bit of a shock. The jazz band was hot and the music loud. We were seated at a small table not far from the stage. There was a small dance Escort Bayan floor in the middle where sharply dressed patrons were strutting their stuff. In a short time a waiter came by to take our drink order.

“Drinks?” he asked casually.

I ordered a scotch on the rocks and Terry ordered a frozen something or other. We commented on how hot the band was. They were really tight and the music was intense. Terry leaned over and whispered something in my ear.

“You know, I write children’s books but I really always wanted to write romance novels,” she whispered.

Wow. My mind started to race. This woman had a definite wild side. ‘A lady in the streets and a freak between the sheets’ is the phrase that came to my mind. My mind was racing. After a short while it was clear by her body language that Terry was into me. I excused myself and went to the bathroom.

In the bathroom I checked myself in the mirror. It was hot in the club so I ran cold water on my hands and slicked back my hair. I had an idea I had read about some time ago but never really tried. It is an old Italian trick. I stuck my hand down my pants and wiped the sweat from my balls. I then wiped it on the side of my neck. I returned to the main room.

“Want to dance?” I asked my date.

“Sure, I would love to.”

We got on the dance floor. The music pulsed with driving rhythm as we embraced. We swayed along with the rhythms as one. Terry nestled her nose against my neck as we slow danced, no doubt taking in the scent I had placed there earlier.

We returned to our table. We exchanged trivialities but it was obvious our feelings were getting as hot as the music pouring forth from the band. The music was hot and so were we. Terry’s leg was rubbing against mine as the upright bass pumped out its erotic rhythms. The notes from the guitar player’s fingers tickled my mind as I thought about tickling Terry. The drums pounded a rhythm in an erotic manner, mirroring my thoughts of pounding Terry.

Terry continued to rub my leg. I gazed into her eyes. She brushed my arm. We got up and walked towards the door. We were both in an alcohol and music fueled erotic state that could only lead to one conclusion.

When we got out the door we both became intoxicated by the cool air. We both laughed like children as we headed back towards the car. We held hands, swinging our arms in exaggerated motions and giggling all the way. It was fun. We were adults. We were entitled to every moment.

When we arrived at her car we were like kids. We giggled as she opened the car and suggested we put the top down.

“I rented a Miata,” she explained, “I wanted a red sports car while I was here.” No need to explain to me. We put the top down and started off.

“Where are we going?” I asked. It occurred to me I really didn’t know. I had just been following along.

“Back to my hotel,” she answered. “Any problem with that?”

“None that I can see.” I was being quite honest.

Terry was a bit tipsy but not drunk. You might say she was feeling good. She drove off at a fast pace but was quite in control as we entered the highway. The wind in our faces felt good. Terry’s hair blew wildly as we raced down the highway. It hit me in the face on occasion as we drove along. We were both having fun and we were in a red convertible driving down the highway at a fast clip. Terry would glance at me from time to time and smile. I would smile back. The Massachusetts air felt good in my face. Terry’s face looked beautiful. We both felt good.

We arrived at the hotel in short order. I was a bit windblown but feeling great. I had great expectations and there was no doubt in my mind that they would be fulfilled.

We parked the car and literally ran inside leaving the top down. We raced up the stairs to her floor, not even taking the time to wait for the elevator. We went to her door. As she fumbled for her card key, the maid rounded the corner carrying a tray of ice and bottles of water.

“Oh, can I take this from you?” I asked. I was very thirsty from the drinks and the wild ride over.

“Yes, you can.”

“Thank you.” We both giggled as we entered the room with me carrying the tray of water and ice. I put down the tray on the nightstand next to the bed. I started taking my shoes off as Terry started to run her fingers through my hair and down my neck. By the time I had my shoes off she was massaging my shoulders.

“You need to relax,” she said. I think she was right.

She leaned forward and kissed me intently. She giggled. She unzipped my pants with one hand as she stroked the back of my neck with the other. She then took both hands and unfastened my pants, revealing my massive erection. She smiled with a sinister istanbul Escort grin. With one hand she reached over to the nightstand where I had placed the tray of ice and water. She took a sip of the water. She then took an ice cube and placed it in her mouth. She smiled and giggled. After a moment she spit the ice cube out and put it back into the bucket. She then proceeded to go down on my cock with her chilled lips. The sensations were extremely intense as the cold from her mouth met the heat of my blood-filled cock. I moaned in ecstasy as this girl expertly worked her perfect full lips up and down my hardened shaft. She tilted her head in a way that allowed her to go down all the way till her lovely red lips could go no further. She worked her throat muscles expertly as her tongue massaged the underside of my manhood in a way that sent me into another world, literally. I had completely lost touch with reality. The only reality I was aware of was an extraordinary intense sense of pleasure. For a moment the rest of the world did not exist. It did not take long for me to reach an incredible orgasm, shooting my cum what I believe would have been miles had Terry’s head not been there to capture every drop, as if her very life depended on it.

I was convinced it was my turn to return the favor. Terry was in a state of mind that only included joy. She giggled with every move. As I removed her clothing, her smiles and giggles became contagious. We ended up laughing in harmony, naked in each other’s arms. It was a moment I wished had endured.

We were so giddy we were like children. Not unexpected for a girl who writes children’s books. I stole quick kisses to her soft lips as we laughed. I quickly kissed my way down her neck, to her breasts and circled her navel with my tongue. As I made my way down, I stopped.

“Bless us oh Lord and these thy gifts which we are about to receive…” I mumbled with a smile.

“What are you doing, silly?” she asked.

“I’m a Catholic boy,” I explained. “I was taught to say Grace before I eat.”

“You stupid…” she said as she hit me with a pillow.

We both laughed for a moment and then I kissed her passionately. I gave her strong kisses all the way down her stomach and down towards her womanhood. I encircled her mound with my tongue, teasing her opening. I spread her legs and alternately kissed and licked her thighs, making my way back towards her womanhood. By now she was wet with desire. I could smell the change. I teased her outer lips with my tongue. I gradually increased my licking of her pussy until she burned with desire. I then thrust two of my fingers into her wet opening and started to massage her G-spot with harder and harder motions. I then teased her clit with my tongue. I curled my tongue and lapped her clit while my fingers massaged her forward vaginal wall in rhythm, her moans increasing in intensity with my every move. I finally started sucking on her button, which was by now quite erect, this sent her into a series of orgasms as I intently stroked her G-spot. I withdrew my fingers and licked them while she watched.

After cleaning my fingers, I started stroking her ears and gradually working my way down, teasing her neck and encircling her erect nipples with my fingertips. I kissed and sucked on her beautiful nipples as I worked my way down with my fingers. In no time she was ready for more. I picked her up literally by her hips and flipped her over, revealing her lovely bottom. I took my penis, which was once again hard, and stroked her ass crack, teasing her butthole. I massaged her ass cheeks with my palms, then, moving my hands up her back, I began to massage it. I went back down to her butt cheeks and massaging her cheeks and thighs brought her to frenzy. I now took my once again stiff penis and, stroking the tip through her vagina to wet it, suddenly thrust it into her opening in one smooth motion. Her sighs and sudden moans were intense as I suddenly started to thrust. First slowly then quickening, once I brought her to a certain level I started thrusting like a man on a mission. Literally like I wanted to hurt her. I was a man possessed. She was a woman possessed. My thrusting became animal like. Her moans became inhuman. Our sweat and body heat intermingled as we worked our way into a state of ecstasy. We exploded into a primal orgasm as her contractions threatened to lock us together. We writhed like two tortured spirits seeking to free themselves. Alas, we came together as one.

Afterwards we sat for a while and just held each other. We were both tired from the ordeal. We enjoyed the time we had together, but realized it was not necessarily meant to last for various reasons. We knew this. Some things are not meant to be forever but are only for the moment. It is these special moments that need to be savored and the memories kept fresh in our minds and our hearts. It is one of these special moments that Terry and I were privileged to have shared.

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The Ten of Them: chapter 11

Dawn’s early morning light fills our room, I awake to a totally different life today, yesterday it was just Kathryn and I. It’s still too early to know for sure if she’s pregnant but I believe so. We rushed the process of becoming parents by taking in Sam. Just after a few hours, not a full day yet, and I can’t see my life without Sam in it. Kathryn and I both fell in love with the young girl the second she asks if Kathryn could be her Mommy. Kathryn sleeping is in her usual spot, cuddled next to me her head resting on my shoulder. The one thing different is Sam went to sleep on my other shoulder and now I wake to find her on my chest. Sam in the night moved near enough to cuddle to Kathryn.

I know I’m trying to deal with the death of Nicole. To me she was just a person who used my home in a disrespectful manner. A thief and a prostitute who trespassed in my home, but she’s so much more now, she was Sam’s aunt. I’ll see that she has a proper funeral. Lester her boyfriend, stole the remainder of her life in any opportunity to correct the wrongs she had done.

In a way Nicole’s death did benefit me, as Sam’s last living relative it cleared away any obstacle to adopting Sam. I know I’ve already fallen in love with Sam being our daughter. She seems to be a little Angel, bright and intelligent, loving and friendly. She won the hearts of our family so quickly with her innocent charm. I feel so lucky to have her in my life, our lives. I also feel guilty because Nicole’s death, something that should never had occurred benefits me so greatly.

When they chose to come here, I knew they had no idea the changes that were going to follow. That their actions would lead to one of their deaths, and the other facing justice. That It would place Sam into our lives. If you believe it wasn’t just coincidence, then why wasn’t Sam part of our premonition? Were the actions of Lester and Nicole under their free will, or something bigger pushing them to this end? I have no idea how or why, and frankly I don’t have the desire to spend the time to find out. I’m just going to enjoy the result that places this Angel in my life, now currently sleeping on my chest.

Kathryn begins to stir; the room has brightened quite a lot in the few minutes since I have awakened. Kathryn really doesn’t move but I feel her smile and realize she’s looking into the face of our daughter. My hand gently strokes Kathryn’s back and I feel her move to look at my face I turned to Kathryn with a bright smile I whisper, “Good morning my Love.”

Kathryn moves to kiss me. As we kiss Sam takes a deep breath and I feel her raise her head and we hear her giggles. We break our kiss to turn to our daughter who is now seating on my stomach. Kathryn and I say, “Good morning our Princess Sam.”

Sam throws her arms around Kathryn’s neck and begins kissing her cheeks saying, “Good morning Mommy. I love you.”

With tears of joy Kathryn returns Sam’s kisses and many more. Kathryn says, “I love you too Sam.”

I feel Kathryn’s and Sam’s joy, share it with them. Before I realize it I share Kathryn’s tears of joy. Sam seeing our tears and don’t realize they’re from joy asks, “Did I do something wrong?”

Kathryn laughs and pulls her into a tight hug and says, “No my beautiful little Sam you just made Daddy and Mommy very, very happy.”

Sam with a giggle says, “Oh.” She hugs Kathryn back.

I can’t really set up because where Sam is sitting on me. So, I watch the two loves in my life hug each other. I finally say, “Oh where is Dad’s, don’t I get any hugs?”

Giggling Sam says, “Right after we get back daddy. Mommy I got to go.” She gets up off me, and begins to pull Kathryn up. Kathryn gets up and takes Sam into her arms and begins walking back towards the bathroom.

In a few minutes Mom shows up with Sam’s medicine. Mom asks, “Sam up already?”

I simply reply, “Bathroom.”

Sam comes out in the hall just before Kathryn and seeing her grandma she runs to her shouting, “Grandma Maggie.”

Mom wraps Sam in a hug and kisses Sam on the cheek she says, “Good morning Princess Sam. How did you sleep last night?”

Sam begins with a giggle and says, “Daddy’s shoulder is a little hard so I climbed on to his chest. Mommy was asleep and she still kissed me.” Sam is all giggles now, as my Mom begins to kiss her on her face.

Kathryn comes out of the restroom and gives Sam and my Mom a hug. This is my cue to get up and use the bathroom. I give the three a quick kiss on my way to the bathroom and I explain to Sam, “Daddy got to go too.”

Sam giggles and says, “Hurry back Daddy.”

Kathryn says, “Shave first honey.”

When I come out of the bathroom I find Kathryn and Sam in bathing suits, Sam wears a pretty blue one piece suit and Kathryn is in her normal bikini. Sam runs to me jumping into my arms and says, “Grandma Helen came by with my new bathing suit.”

With a laugh I say, “Looks like we’re not the only ones going to spoil you.”

Sam giggles and says, “Mommy said that too.” Kathryn shakes her head yes confirming what Sam said.

Sam says, “Daddy get you’re swimming trunks on so you can teach me to swim, please.”

After giving Sam a few kisses that cause her to giggle I say, “Since you asked so nicely, how can I refuse my Princess Sam?”

Sam has a questioning look on her face, so I explain, “There’s no way I’m going to tell you no. Any time you ask nicely Sam, I will do about anything for you.” I walk into the closet with my swimming trunks and quickly change into them. Walking out Sam is there with her arms outstretched so I take her into my arms and give her a few kisses.

Kathryn giggles and asks, “Should I be jealous?”

Sam giggles and says, “Daddy you should kiss Mommy so she will not be jealous.”

I walk over to Kathryn, who stands there with her hands on her hips looking angry except for her eyes are green and playful. If she was really angry her eyes would not be green. I’ve only seen her eyes once when she was angry and I hadn’t realized yet how they shift colors with her emotions. Her eyes are Hazel but they shift through green to blue to a brownish gray. They were more of a brownish gray color then.

When I am just a few feet away from Kathryn, I give Sam a kiss on the forehead and set her down. I quickly wrapped my arms around Kathryn and pull her tightly to me. I turn us like in the tango sweeping Kathryn off her feet I now hold her in my arms as she looks up at me. I begin a long passionate kiss as Sam giggles.

Kathryn and I finally break the kiss as Sam giggles stop. I turned Kathryn back and put her on her feet. Together Kathryn and I pick up Sam, and then walk over to the elevator to head to the pool. As the doors open to the elevator and we step into the family room, Helen is there to greet us. Sam immediately reaches for her Grandma Helen. I pass Helen her new Grandchild. Sam says happily, “Thinks for the bathing suit Grandma Helen.”

Of course Helen is dressed for swimming as well, she says, “I wanted to see your first swimming lesson with your daddy.”

I laughed and say, “Her first lesson is to learn how to float.”

Sam gets a disappointed look on her face and asks, “You mean I’m not going to learn to swim today?”

I tell Sam, “Sam it’s important to learn how to float, if you ever fall into the water you may not be able to swim but if you know how to float you won’t drown. We’ll learn how to swim a little today after you have learned to float.”

A little confused and disappointed but she shrugged her shoulders and says, “Okay Daddy.”

I playfully run my hands over Sam’s neck caused her to giggle after a second or two Sam tries to push my hands away. I say, “No gills so you’re not a mermaid. You got to breathe air.”

Giggling Sam says, “Yes Daddy. I’m not a fish.” Sam is a smart child. She now gets the importance of learning to float. With a giggle she says, “As long as I can float I can breathe.”

I say, “That’s right Sam. Even if you are too tired to swim any further as long as you can float, you can rest until you can go on.”

Sam points out, “But Daddy we’re in the pool, it’s not that big, and if I get tired I’ll just get out.”

Then I point something else out to Sam, “Sam I’m not just teaching you how to swim in the pool. I’m teaching you how to swim anywhere you are. In a lake or the ocean, and they really are that big, that you can’t swim all the way across them. But people learn how to swim for miles and miles and to do that you have to stop and float a little once in a while. Some people even learn how to swim all the way across the English Channel it’s twenty-one miles wide.”

Kathryn says, “It is Sam, that’s further them down the river and then all the way across the Lake to the marina in town. I got a boat there. Tomorrow you can have a boat ride when we bring it back.”

Sam says, “Wow that is a long way. Daddy what is a mile?”

Kathryn giggles and says, “Sam, that is twenty-six times from one end of the pool and back. Your Daddy and I swim that almost every day during the summer.”

Sam giggles and asks, “After I know how, can I swim with you?”

I tickle Sam’s belly through her swimsuit and say, “You can, but when you get tired you float and if you are too tired you get out for a while. It may take a long time to learn to swim that far, me and your Mommy didn’t go that far at first too.”

Kathryn Fındıkzade Escort giggles and says, “That’s right sweetie it took us a few months to learn how to go that far. We could already run for four or five miles.”

Sam asks, “Mommy why you and Daddy run so far? Does somebody chase you?”

Kathryn giggles and says, “Your Daddy is the only one brave enough to chase me. Everybody around here knows better than to mess with him. He’s kind and gentle but just as tough if he needs to be.”

Sam comes back into my arms and she looks into my eyes she says, “Mommy I don’t see any mean in Daddy.”

Kathryn says, “You won’t see any in him because he’s not mean. That doesn’t make him weak. He’s stronger than any other man I know.”

Sam’s Grandpa Michael says, “That’s right Sam, as long as you are with your Daddy nobody is going to hurt you.”

The giggling Sam asks, “Is Daddy tougher than you too Grandpa?”

I chuckle and say, “You’re Grandpa never has to worry about being tougher than me. I’ll never hurt him, because I love your Grandpa.”

The coach chuckles and says, “I love you too JJ. I’m glad I’ll never have to find out.”

Sam thinks for a second then giggles saying, “Me too Grandpa.”

Michelle giggles, “Your Daddy is tougher than that big old black bear that wanted to eat me.”

Sam with big eyes asks, “Really Aunt Michelle?”

I chuckle and say, “We can tell her the story later. If we keep talking I’ll never get the chance the teacher to swim.”

Sam giggles and says, “I want to hear the story, but I want to learn to swim now.” With that I take Kathryn by the hand and carrying Sam into the solarium we walked to the shallow end of the pool and I walk down the steps in with Sam in my arms and Kathryn in tow.

Once I’m in the water up past my naval and Sam’s feet and legs are beginning to get wet. Sam giggles and starts kicking in the water. I let her play for a little as her and Kathryn splash each other. All her Aunts begin to splash Sam, Kathryn, and me. Of course we splash back as they are all giggles. After a little, and a few splashes to her face Sam hides her face against me. I hold my hand up and say, “I think that’s enough splashing right now.”

Sam grumbles, “Somebody got water in my eyes.”

I chuckle and say, “Happens a lot when you are in the pool. Kathryn, can you show Sam how to float?”

Kathryn gets the why me expression on her face as she shakes her head no. Forcing myself not to laugh I ask, “Kathryn you know how to float?”

With a look of displeasure and brownish gray eyes Kathryn looks at her Dad and says, “The person who taught me how to swim just tossed me in and made me swim around until I got good at it.”

I chuckle and say, “A lot of people learn to swim that way, a lot become very fearful of the water too.”

I pass Sam to Kathryn, “Okay I’ll show both of you how to float. Just watch a show you how easy it can be.”

I take a breath holding it I lay back gently in the water. I sink just below the surface and then relaxing I rise till my face is completely out of the water. Breathing shallowly I only rise and sink a little with each breath. I turned to look at the two as they grin at me. On my exhale I say, “Once you relax totally it’s easy.” Another breath in and I rise in the water again and say, “If you tense up you will sink.” I take another breath in and hold it. I tense my body up and began to sink under the surface I relax again and rise back up above the surface. I stand in the water again. Once you learn how to do that you can rest in the water for a long time and recover your strength.

Sam asks, “Can I try Daddy?”

I say, “Okay Sam, first remember you can only breathe air. Don’t try to breathe the water.”

Sam giggles saying, “I know that. Daddy, I take baths.”

With a smile I say, “Just reminding you Princess Sam. First take a deep breath and hold it. I’ll keep my hand underneath you, so you will not sink like I did. When you float off my hand I want you to stay relaxed and float as long as you can.”

With one hand under her neck as she lays back releasing Kathryn, Sam begins to stretch out in the water I keep her from moving away. I gently reduce the pressure holding Sam up; she sinks only a little until my hand has about half-inch space under her. At first Sam exhales too deeply and begins the sink until she run into my hand. I raise her up and say smaller breaths then allow her to sink back into the water she inhales rises from my hands. As she exhales she stops when she feels herself beginning to sink and takes another breath in a she rises in the water again with a large smile on her face. I let her float for five minutes.

With an approving smile I say, “Okay Sam it’s Mommy’s turn to learn how to do it.” I move Sam up on my shoulders and she straddles my neck and holds on around my head.

Kathryn still with the why me expression comes forward. I laid her back gently, and repeat the instruction to Kathryn who I know already knows them. Kathryn resting on my hand with her nose and mouth above the water I raise her up until her ears her out to tell her to relax totally let your lungs expand as much as possible. She does as I gently lower her back she doesn’t sink nearly as far. She gets a wide grin on her face before she says, “it’s easier than I thought.” She has to suck in a breath to keep above water but she manages it. I let Kathryn float for five minutes also.

She stands and hugs me, “You know that is the most relaxing thing I’ve done in the pool in a few days.” Mom and Helen overhearing began laughing. That causes a lot of confused looks from her sisters as well as her father and Sam. Kathryn and I just laugh a long with our mothers and don’t bother to explain.

It only takes a few seconds for everyone to go back to what they were doing anyway. I lift Sam off my shoulders turning her and pulling her back to my chest I ask, “Ready to try it again Sam?”

Sam shakes her head yes, before I let her back in the water I tell her, “This time Sam I want you to fan your hands in the water.” I show Sam how to hold her hands in fan in the water. She has a look of what’s that going to do. “Now we will move in the water as you do that.” Sam’s eyes brighten.

As Sam floats and fans her hands she begins to slowly move she has a bright smile. I tell her to raise her head so she can see where she is going. I have Kathryn move a few steps ahead of her just to Sam raises her head she sees Kathryn in the direction she’s headed. She moves her hands even faster in the water. Only letting the tips of my fingers touch her back once in a while to ensure her I’m still with her.

Kathryn stands still and allows Sam to swim to her. It’s not really pretty or graceful and technically not swimming, but it will move her around in the pool until she can get to where she can get out. Sam bumps into Kathryn who pulls Sam into a hug. Sam has a smile that will light up the solarium even in the middle of the night or brighten it in the day. She says happily, “Mommy I was moving. I was moving in the water. Did you see me?”

Giggling Kathryn says, “You’re doing great Sam.” We let Sam float back and forth between the family members for at least half an hour before reluctantly taking her out of the pool.

I tell her, “We need to take a shower and begin to make breakfast.”

Sam giggles and her stomach growls, “I think my tummy is ready for breakfast.”

I let her and Kathryn shower, then quickly shower myself. We dress and walked downstairs to make breakfast. With all my in-laws here I make some extra pancake batter and pull out the large griddle to begin making stacks of pancakes. I can cook a half a dozen at a time so it doesn’t take very long for me to make nearly fifty pancakes. Misty and Marshall are helping Kathryn with eggs and bacon. Sam is sitting on my shoulders and helping me watch pancakes. MC comes in sleepily she began setting the plates and silverware at Kathryn’s direction. It doesn’t take long and breakfast is complete.

Alyssa giggles saying, “This looks great.” She steals Sam off my shoulders. Alyssa is giving the little girl lots of kisses and wishing her good morning. She takes her over to the table and sets her in her lap. She doesn’t wait for the rest of us and begins to feed Sam.

It doesn’t take long for everyone to find a seat at the table. The room breaks out into chaos with everyone reaching for pancakes, eggs or beacon. Then it calms quickly as everyone has food and begins to eat. And like always when everyone was here, we began to talk, laugh and discuss a hundred things. I mention the shopping trip this afternoon and MC asks, “Is it okay if I come along too?”

Kathryn says, “Yes. We are not going to leave you here all by yourself to get lonely.”

Mom and Helen takes care Sam as we trade, occasionally Sam comes up and I or Kathryn spends a few minutes with her in our laps before an Aunt or Grandmother steals her away. After lunch Sam spends a lot of time on my lap as she slowly nods off to sleep I gently walk over to our bed and lay her down for her nap.

Marshall Misty and Joan had the money from the previous day of trading. MC’s created her account she moved all the money from her brokerage fund account which gave her just a little under what Marshall Misty and Joan had. She got a call from her broker early in the morning she took great pleasure in telling him, “You’re fired.”

The Escort Bayan trading day finishes, I don’t need to look at the totals to know we did really well today too. Marshall, Misty, MC, and Joan look over their totals. They are in shock for a few seconds with their mouths open and wide eyes staring at their accounts. MC is the first to recover from her shock, she jumps at me throws me into a hug. It’s not a sexual moment it’s just she is so happy she needed to hold someone. She releases me and grabbed Kathryn hugging her tightly too. Marshall and Misty kiss, and Joan giggles hugs the two of us. Joan says, “You think Mom was happy the last time.”

Now with tears in her eyes MC says, “That’s more than Dad left me in his will. That asshole broker selected the worst stocks out there. He lost money almost on every trade. That’s why it was so fun to fire him.”

Kathryn says, “You should never trust a broker who doesn’t perform well consistently. You never know if they’re protecting some clients at the expense of others.”

Michelle Collins, MC says, “I’m happy you guys let me join in this class. I may not know everything Kathryn or JJ knows, but I know more than my former broker, and my account exhibits that.”

I smile and say, “A few more days like today and you can retire pulling in around a million a year after taxes. This first year taxes are going to be rather high and you going to have to make enough to pay those, and leave a large enough balance to give you dividends of nearly two million yearly.”

Marshall points out, “We would be halfway there if we didn’t have to pay taxes.”

MC suggests, “We always can talk to a few congressmen and see if we could get exempted like a lot of the other people I know of.”

A little annoyed I say, “MC, I don’t do that it’s not fair for me to not pay taxes just because I can afford to give a large donation to my Congressman for his reelection campaign. When a teacher who barely makes ends meet get stuck with more taxes, and half of the politicians are talking about taking away Social Security so the richest people don’t have to pay taxes.”

MC asks, “You mean you don’t try for being tax exempt. It’s no wonder; a lot of the 1% doesn’t like you.”

Smiling I say, “I can deal with the 1% not liking me.”

I decided to change the topic before we get into some deep discussion. Not many people want to hear my views on the subject. Someone told me, “Personally if it looks like that will occur, I will sell every stock, and cash every bond, close every bank account and buy gold, silver, firearms and land. Build a fallout shelter and stock it with enough food to last two years, with seeds to plant after that. It would only be a matter of a few months before the end of the country as we know it today.”

I can’t do that. I’ll stay here and help whoever I could. Besides that I have a feeling the ones building the fallout shelters, when they couldn’t get in would make it impossible for those inside to ever leave. You have to remember they are outside with the concrete trucks, and mad enough to turn your fallout shelter into your tomb.

Only fools don’t learn from history. When a large part of the population becomes so poor that they are in starvation a revolution has occurred. Never goes well for the idiots that caused it. I just hope they realize how bad it will be before they really cause that.

With a smile I say, “Now that my friends have enough money to spend, you guys want to go shopping?”

My friends other than maybe MC have no idea how to get money out of their account takes a few minutes to help Marshall with his. He has an account set up in the local bank and he can move money into it easily enough. Misty and Joan don’t have a bank account we will have to set one up for them. MC moves fifty thousand dollars into her account grins same, “That’s the most my account has seen in it ever.”

Marshall tells me, “JJ, after three days I’m now wealthier than my father is, he has been trading since the 90s.”

I chuckle and tell Marshall, “True wealth has nothing to do with money. You and Misty are wealthy because the love you share. Now you have enough money that you’ll not have to worry about monetary needs very soon.”

Marshall chuckles and says, “It’s funny, love is the one thing you give away and get more because you gave it.”

Misty comes into Marshall’s arms smiling she says, “I love you Marshall.” She kisses him passionately.

Kathryn slides into my arms watching our two friends, has made her very happy.

Joan has gone downstairs she’s telling her mother how well she did today. Only a few seconds we can hear an excited Alyssa as she runs up the stairs several sets of footsteps follow. I point to the computer showing Joan’s account. Alyssa sits in the chair and begins looking over the account page. It shows the total assets at the bottom. I thought Alyssa would have a heart attack from the look on her face. She goes through every human emotion possible in a few seconds as she looks at Joan’s account.

Alyssa finally looks at me, “JJ how much money are you going to help Joan make?”

I tell Alyssa honestly, “I have not figured it out yet. Once they have around fifty or sixty million, I know they can retire after the taxes still draw in enough in dividends to make a million a year after taxes.

Joan tells her mother, “With you getting divorced, if it was you Dad would take half of it. This way JJ can give us as much money as he wants. You know you would never want for anything as long as JJ or I can pay for it.

I say, “It may look like I’m just giving it to her, but I’m showing Joan exactly how to make it. At one point after we are far enough along, Joan is going to help make decisions on which stock or commodity to buy. We did really well today, a few more days like today and Joan will be to the point where she can retire or continue on with the class if she wants. Joan is right about two things you’ll never want for anything, and your divorce. All Edward has to do is withdraw the paperwork and resubmit it to get half anything that you would make in a class like this.”

Alyssa asks, “After my divorce is final, you’ll teach me to do this as well?”

Kathryn says, “If you teach me how to make that meatloaf, I’ll teach you how to trade stocks.”

Alyssa hugs Kathryn and says, “I would be happy to teach you how to make that meatloaf, it’s easier than you would think.”

With a giggle Kathryn says, “So is the stock market, when you know the secret to it.”

With a chuckle I say, “Today we’re going shopping, tomorrow, we need open account for Joan so she can use her money. I’ll show her how to do this by using a trust fund, that way it’s less in taxes and has other legal benefits. The trust fund can actually buy property, like a car or home that you can use.”

Joan asked, “The trust fund can buy a car even though I can’t drive?”

I inform Joan, “You’re over fourteen in this state you can get a farm license and you can drive to and from markets and the farm. I was driving shortly after I got here. My trust also purchased a car for Mom to drive.”

Joan looks at her mother and before she can even ask Alyssa response, “Only if JJ teaches you to drive too. I’ll be too scared and I don’t know the roads around here.”

Kathryn says, “He can teach us to drive at the same time Joan.”

Joan giggles, “Only thing that I need now is a vehicle to drive.”

I think about it before I say, “I got the perfect one for the two of you to learn to drive in.”

Kathryn giggles, “You mean your old truck.”

With a smile I say, “Yes, you can’t hurt it much. If you hit anything, I can get it fixed.”

Kathryn says, “You have not fixed that beat up truck of the last dent it got.”

With a chuckle I say, “I was not talking about the truck getting fixed.”

Alyssa giggles, “I think you’re right JJ that is the perfect thing for them to learn on.”

An excited Sam says, “Let’s go shopping.”

Mom has her by the hand she’s dressed nicely and one of Kathryn’s old outfits that barely stays on Sam. It’s a little large for her, the pants legs been rolled up and belt pulled tightly around Sam’s waist. Kathryn shakes her head before she says, “You sure need to go shopping today. I got to find you all new outfits that are just for Sam.”

Sam has a bright smile as she says, “I like shopping.”

We all pile into vehicles four in all, almost the entire family goes even Sam’s grandpa Michael, and the Coach normally would not go on shopping trips for anything. Kathryn’s older brothers don’t come along, they left to go their fiancés families to spend some time during the summer with them. Michael Junior will be graduating next spring and they will have a wedding in June of next year. Mark is waiting to his graduation for his wedding. Eddie is off with his girlfriend trying to spend as much time together as they can, before he’s off to college this fall.

Marshall and Misty arrived with MC who was riding with them. Mom, Alyssa, Joan and Grandma pull in next to them. Now everyone here together we began to walk into the mall. Sam loves riding on my shoulders with one hand on Sam’s knee, and her arms wrapped around my head. My free hand is held by Kathryn as we walk into the mall. Our first stop not like normal is a children’s apparel shop.

Sam reluctantly leaves my shoulders after Kathryn is picked istanbul Escort out several outfits that Sam has to go try on. Sam insists on showing me each one after they have her dressed in her new outfit. The grandma’s bring in clothing for Sam to try on too. Sam models for the best of an hour there. Sam’s not very picky about her clothing she seems to like everything Kathryn and her grandma’s bring for her to try on.

Sam does make one request. She would like a dress like Kathryn’s. Fortunately for us is a mother daughter shop in the mall. Kathryn and Sam get a few dresses that match. Mom and Helen get a couple that also matches Sam’s. When we leave the shop and Kathryn and Sam have dressed in matching outfits.

We go through the mall stopping at various stores and of course we made our last stop Victoria’s Secret, Sam, Marshall and the Coach set with me outside as the women shop. A growling stomach gets my attention then that Sam is hungry. I ask Sam, “You getting a little hungry Sam?”

Sam with a giggle says, “Daddy, look cookies. Can I have one Daddy?”

I hadn’t really noticed before but there was one of those stores that bake and sell cookies two stores down and across the mall from where we set. The smell of cookies saturated the air in the mall. I think it is a cruel thing to do to the father of a four-year-old. I make an executive daddy decision. I’ll get the cookies for Sam, but only let her have one to hold her over to dinner. Because I didn’t answer immediately Sam begins to get this puppy dog face, her lower lip turns down in a pout, with the big sad brown eyes she is just so cute.

As I get up with Sam, Grandpa Michael chuckles, “I can use a snack too.” Marshall guards the bags on our benches.

Before I get to the cookies shop I asked Sam, “Sam what is your favorite cookie?”

Sam replies, “Chocolate chip, they’re yummy.”

At the counter I order a dozen chocolate chip cookies, of course they’re not the normal size of cookies. Kathryn loves oatmeal cookies, so I order dozen of those as well. I get milks for all of us. The Coach gets a peanut butter cookie for himself he says, “One will be fine I’m the only one in the family that likes them.”

Sam sees Marshall glancing over at us and says, “Daddy we should get cookies for Uncle Marshall too.”

Setting Sam back down on the ground I say, “Okay Sam but I don’t know what kind. Would you go over and ask Uncle Marshall what kind for him and Misty?”

Sam skips over to her Uncle Marshall and asked loudly, “Uncle Marshall what kind of cookie you want, and for Aunt Misty too?”

Marshall thinks for second and says, “Walnut raisin for me, and chocolate, chocolate chip for Misty.” Sam skips back to me, and relays the message and I order two more dozen cookies in those flavors.

We walked back over to the bench, and I give Sam a cookie and open her milk for her. Sitting beside me on the bench is Sam eating her cookie, the Coach on the other side of Sam. I’m nibbling on my cookie watching Sam enjoying hers.

About half of Sam’s cookie is gone when Kathryn and everyone else has finished their shopping. Kathryn comes up and put her hands on her hips looking at me she says, “Where did those cookies come from?”

Kathryn’s Dad says playfully, “The cookies shop just down the mall.” Kathryn may be acting mad but her eyes give her away, they are green and playful.

Kathryn says, “Why would you spoil Sam’s appetite.”

Sam’s expression turns into the same pouty one she used on me. It makes Kathryn giggle; she leans forward and gives Sam a kiss. She whispers, “Sam that works on your Dad every time. But it doesn’t with me sweetie.”

I pulled out the full bag of oatmeal cookies from where I had them hidden. Marshall hands a carton of milk to me, I hand both the Kathryn. Kathryn slides into my lap opening the bag to find her favorite cookie. With a giggle Kathryn says, “Now that’s my husband he really does know how to spoil his girls.”

With Sam’s little girl giggle she says, “Daddy sure does Mommy.”

The Coach says, “Makes it hard for me, I have to work so hard to keep up with you JJ.”

Marshall says, “Amen, JJ you’re a hard act to follow.”

Misty giggles sliding into Marshall’s lap, “Marshall you’re doing just fine. You know I love you a lot.” Marshall hands Misty the bag of cookies and after one look into the bag she just melts into his arms giving him a passionate kiss.

Sam giggles as she licks her fingers clean of the chocolate. Helen comes by takes the bag of chocolate chip cookies takes one hands the bag to my Mom who also gets a cookie. Kathryn sisters grab the oatmeal, before long most of the cookies are gone. Sam takes the opportunity as I pay attention to Kathryn, to take a few bites out of my cookie. The coach chuckles and says, “He was eating it to slow right Sam?”

I chuckle as Sam’s eyes go large then I hold the cookie close to Sam. Sam relaxes quickly and grabbed a bite with a giggle.

With the cookies to sustain us for a while, we go to a sporting goods store. We pick up some lifejackets two small enough for Sam, and a few more for the boat. Couples ski vests, Marshall said that should be easier for me to learn with one of those on. They also have swimwear there. We pick up three extra swimsuits for Sam. Marshall Misty and MC pick up swimwear themselves.

Next we make a quick stop at the furniture store and Sam and Kathryn pick out furniture for Sam’s room. When we suggest a single bed, Sam says no. We had to buy a full-size bed that way, Kathryn, a grandmother or aunt can lay down with her. I have to admire her logic, for a small child she is very intelligent.

Once home Sam had fallen asleep on the drive home and like most small children as soon as the car stopped she was wide awake.

Sam hasn’t forgotten about us telling her the story. She climbed up into her Aunt Michelle’s lap and asks, “Aunt Michelle, are you going to tell me the story about the bear who wanted to eat you?”

Kathryn giggles and says, “That’s my story I tell, but Aunt Michelle can start it.”

Grandma says, “Hold it for a moment. I need to get something for Sam so she can be really comfortable for the story.” She gives her granddaughters a wink, and scampers off. She comes back with the rolled up bear skin she spreads it out covering the couch, setting Sam in the middle of it.

Sam says, “This is nice. It feels like a puppy dog. What is it?”

Grandma says, “We will tell you at the end of the story Sam.”

Kathryn and Michelle giggles, “Michelle starts the story, two years ago Sam near grandma’s house up the mountainside, JJ and Kathryn were kissing when I saw the bear. I was not the first and when my sisters started to run I turned to run too.”

Now Kathryn takes over the story when we heard them screaming we turn to see what was the matter, and there was this huge black bear running down the hillside after them as they ran away. Your Daddy, JJ stood there and shouts at the bear but the bear was intent on my fleeing sisters. So he stepped in between your Aunts and the bear. That caused the bear to stop, but the bear stands on his hind legs and he was bigger than your Daddy.”

Sam watches with bright large eyes listening to every word. Michelle added her part, “I turned my head to see how close the bear was, only to trip and fall. Before I get up off the ground I looked and the bear stopped less than 50 feet from me, about half as long as the pool is Sam. Your Daddy was there shouting at the bear and he made it stop. Your Daddy really saved my life right then, at the risk of his own life. Kathryn was only a few feet behind your Daddy. Your Aunt Kara helps me to my feet because she saw your Daddy had stopped the bear. We ran the rest of the way down the hill to grandma’s house.”

Kathryn continues, “Your Daddy stood there shouting at that bear, the bear was not so smart if it had been it would run for his life. The bear lumbered forward on its hind legs, growling at the top of its lungs. Your Daddy stood there shouting at the top of his lungs hoping the bear would leave. The bear continued on toward your Daddy and your Daddy started moving toward it still shouting.

A closer your Daddy got to the bear the bigger the bear looked. The more scared I got, by this time I’m shaking and too frightened to run. I thank your Daddy knew this, and he continued on towards the bear. The bear kept coming towards your Daddy.

He wasn’t going to let anything hurt his family, not if he could help it. I think the bear got louder and so did your Dad. Maybe I was so scared it only sounded louder. After two quick steps towards the bear the bear pulled back one its clawed hands like it was going to strike your Dad. Your Dad so fast he kicked the bear so hard it actually raised off the ground and flew back a foot or two, and then the bear hits the ground.”

Sam’s hand was running through the fur of the rug she set on. With wide eyes Sam asks, “Really Mommy? What happened to the bear after that?”

Grandma looks at Sam and says, “Sam, you are setting on it.”

Sam looks down and for second it looks like she’s afraid the skin will come back alive with the bear inside of it. Then she begins to giggle before she says, “Daddy really is tough.”

Michelle laughs before she says, “He is that, and brave and strong too. He is so in love with your Mommy he’ll do anything to protect her. Sam your Daddy loves you too. I see it in his eyes every time he looks at you.”

Sam gives her Aunt Michelle a hug and says, “I love Daddy too, I love Mommy and you.”

Michelle says, “I love you too Sam. I love your Daddy too, he saved my life.”

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“Jillian, you are looking great!” Theresa complimented her friend as they sat down for lunch at the ‘La Casa Enchilada’, their favorite Mexican restaurant.

“Thanks Theresa” Jillian beamed, “of course you look terrific as usual” she laughed. They’d been having this weekly lunch date for the last several months and had become much closer than the casual acquaintance they previously shared due to the close friendship of their sons.

Jillian had been divorced for 3 years now and she was finally feeling almost normal as a woman once again. Getting out with Theresa each week had helped in that cause. Luckily the alimony she received from her attorney ex was enough so that she was still able to stay at home, having not worked at all after getting married. She was able to raise her son Mason in a comfortable, though never lavish, lifestyle and could still treat herself to the occasional shopping trip and lunch with her friend.

While Theresa stood at a spritely 5’4”, Jillian was long and leggy, at 5’10”. She usually wore light colored dresses which complimented her shapely tan legs and today her shoulder-length golden hair was just perfect. Theresa’s initial scan confirmed what she had thought many times before: ‘definitely fuckable’. She could well understand how Mason would get urges toward his mom, living in that house alone with her.

Family sex was not a subject that Theresa had been able to broach with Jillian yet but she would push general sex discussions so that Jillian would begin to feel comfortable disclosing such personal info. They had talked several times about Jillian ‘needing to get laid’ but not looking for a man in her life.

Theresa had even made a trip with her to the adult book and video store that she had become a somewhat-regular patron of to pick out a vibrator for Jillian’s home use. Jill was embarrassed by the whole subject at first but eventually admitted that she had had her first really good cum in years when she used her new toy.

How extensive Jillian’s sexual relationship was with Mason was an initial mystery to Theresa, as Jim wasn’t able to offer much detail; but it did not appear that they had actually ever had intercourse. Jillian would let Mason watch her as she got changed and showered while he jerked off. She had also done some masturbatory assistance for her boy, as Theresa had started with Jimmy years ago. But Theresa often found herself looking at Jillian the way that Missy had looked at her young friends Sara and Christina; she wanted her naked and she wanted to touch her and be touched by her. If their sons got involve too, that was fine.

“How ‘bout we have a margarita?” Theresa offered.

“What are we celebrating?” was Jillian’s response.

“We’re two hot chicks sitting in a Cantina, that’s worth celebrating, isn’t it?!” Theresa laughed.

*** *** ***

Their second margarita was halfway gone as their lunch plates were taken from the table. “Phew, it’s a bit warm in here, isn’t it?” Jillian commented. She fanned herself with her hand.

“I always get a bit horny when I drink, don’t you?” Theresa leaned forward to whisper across the table.
Jillian nodded her head after downing the remainder of her drink.

“I’ve got a secret, Jill . . . I’m not wearing any panties!” she continued in her loud whisper.

Jillian’s eyes opened wide. “What? In that flimsy dress? You little slut!” she giggled as she leaned over to the side to look at Theresa’s profile. She was wearing a yellow floral summer dress which ended above the knee. Theresa scandalously picked up the hem of her dress to flash her friend. “Oh, my” Jillian put her hand to her mouth and tried to keep a straight face as she gave Theresa a frowning look of disapproval. The two of them burst out laughing like a couple of school-girls and asked Bomonti Escort for the check.

*** *** ***

Jillian had driven that day and as Theresa sat down in the passenger seat she ‘accidently’ let her dress ride up so that most of her thighs were exposed. “When I get home I’m gonna have to use my toy.”

While Jillian had never had sexual thoughts about another woman, she could not help but begin to be aroused by the sight of her nubile friend rubbing her hands up her naked thighs in the seat next to her. Her mouth got dry as her pussy began to get wet.

It was quiet in the car, except for the sound of their breathing, for the remainder of the ride. Theresa pressed the hem of her dress against her mound with her right hand and Jillian kept stealing glances at her while trying to keep her eyes on the road.

As Jillian pulled into their driveway and put the gearshift into park Theresa reached out and gently held her wrist. “Come inside with me.” She did not bother putting any pretense into her request as her level of arousal was quite obvious. The flush of warmth that traveled through Jillian’s body was something that reminded her of the first time that she found Mason was watching her in the bathroom by opening the door a crack. It was a primal sexual response that she was glad her body was still capable of.

She nodded numbly as she unbuckled her seatbelt and followed Theresa into the house.

Theresa poured them each a glass of chilled white wine. “Go relax in the family room, Jillian, I’ll be right there.”

Jillian gulped her wine and topped off her glass after Theresa went up the stairs and went down to the large, open family room. She kicked off her sandals and settled into the L-corner of the sectional sofa.

*** *** ***

Theresa considered changing her clothes but decided to keep the dress on so that she and Jillian were on equal footing. She wanted her friend badly but did not want to make her uncomfortable or jeopardize their relationship. After getting what she came upstairs for she returned to find her hot MILF friend with her legs curled under her in the corner of the sofa, sipping on her wine with a look of excitement but also trepidation on her face.

“I brought you something” Theresa said quietly as she sat down near her and handed her one of the two vibrators she was holding.

“You have TWO of them?” Jillian asked in mild surprise.

“Actually, three” Theresa informed her, “one each for me, Susan and Missy.”

“Oh, my” was all that came to mind as Jillian downed the remainder of her wine. Her head was swirling with images of Terry’s two young daughters clutching vibrators to their crotches. “Have you . . . uh . . . done this, um . . . together?”

Theresa nodded as she stood up for a second to pull her dress up over her waist and sat back down. She kept her left leg on the floor but pulled her right up onto the couch to expose herself to Jillian. She licked her own torpedo-shaped tool once, twisted it to turn it on and then brought it down to her lips, which were engorged with blood and protruding urgently.

Jillian had never before had an up-close view of another woman’s privates, and certainly not in such a state of arousal. Getting changed before and after swim class didn’t quite count. She stared intently as Theresa brought her tool up and down her labia and gently probed her opening with the first 2 inches of its shaft. She moved it in and out several times and then pulled the vibrating tip up to her clitoris, where she applied light pressure and began to shudder. Jillian watched in amazement at the erotic sight of her friend releasing additional fluids to coat her vulva in a sheen of sex.

She found that her fingers were pressed against her own mound and the pressure on Escort Bayan her clit was just a tease of what she really needed. She slowly stroked herself down her slit once and back up, this time fully contacting her most sensitive spot to send jolts of electricity through her body.

Theresa had switched the vibrator to her left hand so that she could reach out to Jillian. She looked her friend firmly in the eyes as she grabbed her breast and gently squeezed. There was a question of some sort on Jillian’s face, to which Theresa simply offered a nod in response. Jillian closed her eyes and groaned as Theresa found her nipple through her dress and pulled it with her thumb and forefinger.

Jillian turned so that Theresa could undo the button at the top of her dress. She could reach it herself but she found that she wanted her friend to do it. Standing, she faced Terry and pulled it off her shoulders so that it could puddle at her feet and she could step out of it. Her striptease evoked memories of doing this for Mason. It was wrong, very wrong for her to get naked for her son . . . but she loved it. This was wrong, very wrong, to be doing this with Theresa . . . but she wanted it and her body was telling her that she NEEDED it.

Her bra and panty set was pastel blue and lacy. The panties were high cut on the hips and also exposed a generous amount of her ass, though they were not a thong. Her hard nipples were clearly visible through the fine fabric of her bra and she smiled shyly down at Theresa as she saw the approval in her gaze.

Theresa stood and kissed her very lightly on the lips, then traced a finger down her neck and along her shoulder. As she slipped the bra strap down along Jillian’s arm she felt the goose bumps rise and heard her friend’s sharp intake of breath. Jillian accommodated the disrobing by pulling her arm up out of the strap and shrugging the right one down as well. Theresa pulled down the cups which held her friend’s 36-C’s and immediately planted her mouth upon her turgid nipple.

“Oh GOD, Terry” Jillian cried out as she pushed her chest into her face. She was still trying to take in this amazing sensation when she felt Terry’s hand slip into her panties, over her trimmed bush and down to her sopping wet snatch. The finger that went inside her there was so welcome, so trusted, and so needed. She grasped onto it with her cunt muscles like a baby to a pacifier as she continued to hug Theresa’s head to her tits.

The pressure of Theresa’s hand grinding on her clit with her finger buried deep in her twat caused her first orgasm. She shuddered and her cunt contracted against her friends finger 5, perhaps 6 times before relaxing. Fingers and hands began to fumble to get her own remaining clothes off and Theresa’s as well. She wanted to see her naked, to hold her body against hers.

Within seconds that feeling was a reality as they entwined their bodies and kissed passionately. Jillian’s hands began exploring every inch of Theresa. Her hips, her breasts, her shoulders, her back, her ass. It all felt so wonderful, so new. As Theresa lay back onto the sofa Jillian followed her down, placing her knee between Terry’s legs.

“You are so fucking sexy, Jillian” the words came so naturally as she pressed her cunt up against Jillian’s thigh and began rubbing it against her.

“Oh my god, you are so hot, Terry. I can feel the heat from your pussy. And holy shit, that cum felt so good . . . but I want more.”

They continued to fondle and kiss each other as Theresa rode Jillian’s gorgeous, tan thigh. Jillian grabbed the vibrator that was next to Terry’s head and moved it back to plunge it inside herself. Terry then took over so that Jillian could support herself with both arms as the plastic torpedo moved in and out of her drenched istanbul Escort womanhood. Looking down to see her friend riding her leg, rotating her hips to put pressure on her clit as she slid up and down was so erotic; the sexiest thing she had ever seen in her life. She leaned back slightly for balance so she could squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. “Ooooooh, Fuuuuuuuuck!”

“So you can talk dirty, huh? . . . do you wanna fuck, Jill? Do you NEED to be fucked?”

“God yes, I need to be fucked!”

“Who do you want to fuck you, Jill?”

“Mason” she practically whimpered, “Terry, god help me I want him to fuck me” she called, riding the vibrator in Terry’s hand while Terry humped her leg. “Or Phil, I’d fuck him too if I had the chance.”

The dirty talk complimented the physical stimulation to bring on her 2nd orgasm along with Theresa’s long-overdue first. They were both sweaty and shaking as they collapsed into a loving embrace.

They lay naked on the sofa together and Terry wasn’t yet satisfied. “Have you ever eaten out a woman, Jill?”

“No, I’ve never done anything like this with another woman, you have?”

“Um-hmm. Phil and I had a 3-way when he was in college with one of my friends. It was so friggin’ hot.” She paused then tentatively began “And . . . “

“And what?” Jillian urged.

“And . . . Susan . . . and, uh, Missy.”

“What! You’ve eaten your daughters’ pussies? Oh god, isn’t that illegal?”

“Well you’ve done things with Mason, right? And you want him to fuck you, right?”

“Yeah, I’ve fantasized about that, I guess, but all I’ve ever done is let him SEE me, you know.”

“And?” it was Terry’s turn to press.

“Well yeah I’ve helped him a few times to masturbate.”

“A few times?”

“OK, a bunch of times.”

“So you jerked off your son’s cock, right?”

“Yes, I’ve jerked off my son’s cock.” Jill admitted, eyes downcast.

“Well I’ve jerked off my son too” Terry went on quietly, “and I let him fuck me. I wanted him to fuck me and he has, many times.” The look of realization on Jill’s face was priceless as Terry continued. “I’ve eaten out my daughter’s and they’ve eaten me. And Mason . . .”

“What about Mason?”

“He’s fucked Susan, right here on this sofa.”

“God, are you sure? Did she tell you that?”

“I watched them, Jill. I fucked Jimmy right next to them as Mason put his dick inside my daughter. It was so fucking hot, Jill. I would have fucked Mason too but Sue picked him instead of Jimmy.”

“Oh my god! Has this happened more than once?”

“Just a few times with Mason here, but we do it almost every week.”

“And Phil? . . .” the question hung in the air. Jillian knew that Phil spent a lot of time on the road for his company.

“We, um, we had kept it from him at first, and I felt really bad about that, but for the last year or so he has joined in. He fucks me right in front of the kids and they love it. He fucked Susan too; you should have seen it, it was beautiful.”

“So why are you suddenly telling me all this?” Jillian absent-mindedly noticed that her hand had found its way to Terry’s snatch and was lightly rubbing it.

“Because I want you to join us, Jill. You’ve said yourself you need to feel sexy again, to have that part of your life back, or find it for the first time! You are young and fit and gorgeous, and the fact that you got divorced doesn’t mean you don’t deserve to feel the kind of things we just felt.” She paused while she found Jill’s pussy with her hand again and pressed her fingers against her lips. “Doesn’t this make you feel ALIVE? When’s the last time you felt like you did a few minutes ago.”

“I don’t think I EVER felt like I did a few minutes ago” Jill admitted.

“Come here” Theresa commanded softly as she put a hand to her head and pulled her in for a loving kiss, their hands still clutched at each other’s sex.

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It happened on vacation. Pt 2

It was a vacation to remember. The events that transpired with my sister and I opened up a world that was only imagined and I mean imagined because you don’t talk about it, your not supposed to even think it let alone actually do it. Its wrong, so so so WRONG which must be one of the things that made it oh so good.
We we made it home from vacation and the ride home was far better than the ride to the mountains. My sister and I had a bit more spring to our step as we all unpacked the car. My sister and I would run into each other as we came out of our respective bedrooms on the way to the car to bring in more stuff. The little looks and smiles from her let me know that continued sessions were certainly possible however, when, how and where would be a challenge.
We all finished unpacking, ordered pizza, watched TV and then went to bed. My sister and I went to our end of the house and as we reached our bedroom doors we exchanged a quick glance and a slight smile which, I couldn’t quite interpret and we went into our rooms and closed our doors. Being 16 and having the hottest sex to date I had nothing on my mind other than pussy.
It seemed that it wasn’t going to happen tonight which was alright because I did fuck my sister at least 3 times a night for the last nine days however, at that age do we ever get enough ?. I laid down knowing what I had to do to get some sleep. I typically sleep nude so I simply rolled onto my back and started stroking my dick while imagining I’m fucking my sister and alternating between her and my girlfriend……….. OH SHIT My girlfriend !!!. although I thought about her during vacation for some reason I didn’t feel about about what I had done with my sister and I felt bad for not feeling bad. The thought of fucking one then the other brought me off faster than I imagined and with a groan 2 powerful burst of boiling hot cum shot straight out of my dick landing all over my stomach. I laid there milking the last trace of spunk from my dick then used my underwear to clean up and drifted off to sleep while thinking about the pending meet up with my girlfriend tomorrow……………

The meet up didn’t go as well as I hoped. Although Silivri Escort I missed my girlfriend she was kind of cold (whoever said absence makes the heart grow fonder) but what I had on my mind was fucking her so perhaps what I interpret as cold was simply playing it cool ?. It was still summer vacation and with school out and parents working my mind was on going to her house and getting busy. We did go to her place but she played it so cool that I was tired of playing the game and things simply got so cold that I didn’t even attempt anything and left frustrated after her and I simply exchanging nothing more than pleasantries. Game playing BITCH I thought as I made my way home.
I got home and found my sister in laying on the couch in typical summer attire which consisted of white shorts and a tank top. Her white shorts were in stark contrast to her tanned body and her top stretched to contain her breasts. She smiled and said hey bro, whats wrong ?. I didn’t say anything about my meet up and my disappointment rather I simply said “I’m fine”.
She said she knew I was supposed to meet up with my girlfriend and she said it must not have went well. I sat down and started watching TV and she sat next to me and asked if what we did bothered me regarding my relationship. I told her it didn’t and that I truly enjoyed it. As she sat next to me she leaned in and we turned to look at each, we looked into each others eyes. There was a look of empathy and desire in her eyes and she was looking into me more than at me. Suddenly we both leaned closer and turned our heads slightly to square up for a kiss.
During all our sessions the prior week we didn’t kiss. I know it seems strange after all the fucking we did but to kiss seemed so intimate, so personal, so “not right” and when our lips met it was a weird feeling for me and although I didn’t have the desire when I got home I suddenly felt my cock grow more solid and as our kiss drew out our arms went around each other and it turned into a full make out session. I was filled with desire and not playing around I said “lets go to my room” and I stood up pulling her off the couch and she said “in the daytime” ?. I said sure, why not. Not even Escort Bayan thinking about it but all our fucking did happen at night in pure darkness. I was not so modest but she was so I told her that she had nothing to be shy about and that her body was something to be proud of. She was still shy and I pulled her with me and said, “it will be ok and that I would close my eyes if she wanted me to. She said don;t be silly, I’m just a little shy”.
We walked to my room which fortunately had a view of the driveway so we wouldn’t be taken by surprise if our parents or someone else showed up suddenly.
We stood beside my bed and I pulled off my shirt and dropped my shorts as she watched me. I stopped, looked at her and then took off my underwear. I was at full attention and her eyes went directly for my cock and she simply said Oh my God, I didn’t realize how big you are. She looked up as I walked up to her and kissed her. Her stance softened as I reached down and unbuttoned her shorts and pulled down her zipper as she kept her eyes directly on mine. She broke her stare and pulled off her top and slide her shorts to the ground. I said “ you look so good”, she smiled slightly and turned around to unhooked her bra and keeping her back to me she finally slide her panties down and kicked them to the side then turned around. As much as had sucked and squeezed her tits I never fully appreciated them until right now at this moment. I looked down at her body following all her curves and stopped while gazing at her slightly hair covered pussy. I walked up and we hugged and started to kiss, the kiss of lovers.
I pulled my covers down to the foot of my bed and as she laid down I went straight for her pussy. She parted her legs, still being somewhat shy though. So I moved my face closer to her perfect little pussy while putting my arms under her legs and lifted them up so I could have access. When I touched her clit with my tongue a shudder went through her body and she eased her legs back and open as I went to work. I looked up while working on her sweet pussy and she had such a look of pleasure on her face with her eyes lightly closed. I ate her until she let out a long breath and then I was treated istanbul Escort to a flood of sweet young pussy juice and this was my cue to position myself for entry.

As I crawled up and mounted her she instantly pulled her knees to her chest which gave me a full access. She whispered “take me” as I placed my cock to the entrance of her dripping pussy. I slide into her as she picked up her hips ever so slightly and with one motion I was buried to the hilt in my sister hot cunt. Unlike all our prior sessions this one was different. As horny as both of us were we were content on taking it slow. I fucked her with long slow strokes and as our breathing picked up so did the intensity and movements. Even though I picked up the pace it we weren’t “fucking” rather this was lovemaking and I couldn’t have had any more pleasure then what we were doing now. I savored every slow stroke into her and she met my thrusts with with a push of her hips as I bottomed out. After just a few minutes I was getting that feeling, even a more intense feeling than all the times during the prior week. As I picked up the pace she moaned and breathed harder then with a low groan from her I felt what seemed like a flood of hot oil hit the head of my dick and the feeling of my cock being bathed in a boiling hot liquid like I never felt before. I knew she had cum more intensely than I ever knew. My balls were soaked from the amount of juice she produced. This brought my climax on as with a long loud groan I said “sis I’m cumming OH MY GOD AHHHHHH!! as erupted a huge stream of boiling hot cum deep inside my sisters cunt. I instinctively shoved my cock deep inside and held it there while she worked her cunt muscles milking ever last drop of cum from my slowly deflating cock.

Even though I fucked her slowly and deeply I collapsed beside her in what seemed like total exhaustion feeling like every bit of energy I had was directed through and out of my dick and into my sisters young hot pussy. We laid there side by side not breathing hard rather laying there in total bliss and contentment. Never before have I felt this feeling before. The feeling of total exhaustion yet not breathing hard, the lack of energy to move yet feeling like I could run a marathon, the feeling like I wouldn’t have the need to have sex for months, feeling total satisfaction which had never been experienced and it wouldn’t be the last………………… .

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The sounds of the key strokes reached my ears as soon as I opened the door of my office.
”Some one pulling some overtime” I told myself, “Better let him know he’ll be by himself in a minute”.
Following the rhythmic clicking sounds, I soon find the eager beaver sitting there, her back to me, staring at the screen while fingers race around the keyboard. She hasn’t noticed me yet, being intent on her work.
“Hey, are you going to work your life away?” I jokingly ask.
Startled, her head whirls around, “you scared me half to death. I thought everyone had gone home already.” The fear fades from her eyes as she recognizes me. “This new accounting program is driving me crazy. No matter what I try the damn thing doesn’t give me same total twice.”
“Let me see what you are doing, maybe I can help. This was the same program we used in school, just a few new twists in this version.”
Resting my hand on her chair, I lean forward, looking over her shoulder. “Okay, let’s see what’s going on.”
For the next few minutes she enters the data as I watch both the screen and her. Funny that I hadn’t noticed her before, her desk is located in the back corner, but I’m sure I won’t have overlooked such a lovely creature.
“There, see?” her question jars me from my musings. “The total is supposed to be there” she points with her manicured finger,” not over here.” The frustration is heavy in her voice.
“If you change column 2 from a+b>Hn to a-b>Hn , I think you’ll see the results you want”. I point with my pencil to the errors in her setup.
“Okay, how did you find that so fast?” she quires.
“Its easy when you design the program,” I wink at her.
“You’re kidding me, right? You didn’t write this whole program yourself?”
“Well, not all by myself. I had a little help and it is easier to redesign a program than starting from scratch”
“Let me show you a couple of short cuts, to save you time.” I wheel over a chair from the adjoining cubical, and join her in front of the screen.
For the better part of the next hour, we exchange pleasantries while waiting for the program to run its course. I find this young lady quite interesting, to say nothing of her pretty little turned up nose. The conversation is non-committal, just normal office gossip, and I like the sound of her voice. In fact I find that I am getting turned on just talking with her. Dropping my arm behind her, I lean towards the screen and point to some obscure line. She listens intently, pretending Merter Escort she is interested in this minor function. I notice she is watching me as I drone on about how this and that inter-relate.
“What about this,” she asks and places her hand on top of my own hand directing the mouse. “This line here just doesn’t look right”, as she glides the mouse across the desk, my hand under hers, feeling her warm touch.
Taking the invitation, I release mine grip on the mouse and rest my hand on her thigh. “I think something looks alright to me” I turn and stare into those bright blue eyes.
“Oh you do, do you?” her wink gives me the go ahead.
Taking hold of her wrist and spinning her in her chair to face me, I pull her closer and press my lips against hers. I push my tongue into her slightly opened mouth, and am welcomed by her tongue. Flittering around we chase each other’s tongue in a game of “catch me if you can”.
My hand follows her thigh up under the short red skirt. I move the thin fabric of her panties aside and massage her clit with the tip of my finger. Her legs spread wider and she settles back into the chair, offering her hot cunt to my searching fingers.
I open my briefcase and take the hand cuffs from under the folders. I snap them around one wrist. Her eyes open, briefly and her sigh signals approval. The other wrist is quickly added to the cuffs, her hot pussy is now dripping wet.
Pulling her clear on the chair I turn her towards the desk. She leans over, presenting a very lovely ass. I pull the red shirt down and expose her rounded cheeks.
“Have you been a good girl’, I ask her, while rubbing that wonderful ass with my hands.
“No, I have been very naughty and need to be punished” she admits to me.
“Bad girls should be punished, and now is a very good time.”
Holding her tight against the desk with my hips, I raise my hand. “Smack”, the sound seems loud in the empty office.
“Oh, yes, that’s it, I have been very, very, bad”
I continue striking her ass cheeks till they are a bright red. Her breathing is rapid, and little moans of pleasure escape her clenched teeth.
Lifting her, I arrange that sweet body on the desk top. Using the stiletto heels she has on, I drop each in a drawer handle, holding her legs wide open. Pushing her back against the computer screen, I loop her cuffed hands over her head. The cubical post works well restraining her hands there.
Ripping her blouse open sends two buttons Escort Bayan bouncing across the floor. Taking the letter opener laying there on the desk, I saw through her bra.
“Now these are quite nice. Are they as sensitive as your ass?” I ask her.
“Oh please, don’t hurt them. I can’t stand to have them pulled.” She pleads.
“Oh, I won’t pull them” I answer her pleadings.
Removing one bull clip from the shelf behind her, I pinch it around one nipple.
“OOOOHHHH, stop, that hurts too much.” She complains, arching her back.
My reply is to rotate the clip from side to side, adding to the pain. After a few seconds, I stop the movement and let her body deal with the now lessening pain. Taking the other nipple between my fingers, I rotate it slowly until I see her attention again focused on my actions.
Grabbing the back of her head, I kiss her brutally. Reaching into my briefcase once again I take the 12 inch giant dildo, its massive 3 inch girth filling my hand.
“No, that won’t fit, it’s too big” there is fear in that voice. “Please don’t try, please”
The hard rubber ball gag, hidden from her view, cuts off her appeals for mercy as I tighten the straps around her head.
Dropping to my knees in front of her, I hold her pussy open and trace around its wet hole with my tongue.
“We just need to get you all warmed up, and then the real fun can start” I tell her before I thrust my tongue into that wet cunt. Working my tongue in and around, the muscles relax more. Pushing three fingers into her, I am rewarded with a deep throated moan.
Turning my attention to her rigid clit, I suck it like a little cock, teasing it with my tongue. My hand forces her open even more and I feel it slide deeper inside. Now totally entombed, her fluids running down my arm, my hand feels the heat of her passion. To get her back on track I bite her clit, and feel her reactive jump.
Quickly I withdraw my hand and thrust the giant dildo deep into her. “AAAAAGGGGHHHHHH”, the sound escapes pass the gag, and her breath stops. I do not stop, but push harder against the protesting muscles till I feel the base of the giant resting against her pussy lips. Her body is rigid with the pain inflicted by the plastic invasion. I enjoy her pain, watching the waves passing across her face. Soon her body accepts this assault and the pains are translated into pleasure.
I rake my nails down the inside of her thighs, causing her addition pain which she endures, istanbul Escort knowing she completely mine to use as I wish.
“I think I like this hole better,” and my finger penetrates her tight asshole. She hardly moves the pain has dulled her mind, zombie like she sits there; absorbing all that is tormenting her. She tries to free her feet, lodged in the drawers as I add two more fingers. She realizes she is held firmly and can not escape what is being done.
At last resigned to her fate, she stops all her resistance. Her body sags, if it is from exhaustion or resignation is unknown. Before she is aware of what I intend, I remove her ball gag and insert the mouth spreader. With it securely locked behind her teeth, I depress the levers. She fights as the tool holds her mouth invitingly open.
“You know what is going to happen now?” I ask, “My big cock is going to shoot hot cum down your throat, and there is nothing you can do to stop it.”
“Oh, please, please, please, don’t do that, shoot that cum in my cunt, please, please. I need it in my pussy”, she begs.
“You aren’t going to get anything you want, just what I give you”, my having said: that my hard cock pushes into her mouth. My cock slides across her tongue and down her throat. It feels so good, hot, wet and tighter than even that asshole might be. I repeatively push into and withdraw; the pressure building inside me. More rapidly I stroke, the lust overtaking me. The soft flesh of her mouth against the head of my cock drives me over the edge. My balls pulsating; they propel the full load of cum through my cock and it explodes inside her mouth. The hot cum flow freely down her throat and I follow its’ path with my cock. Her head held tightly in my grasp as throb after throb racks my body and my cock empties.
Totally spent, my cock now dwindling in her mouth, I see her blue tinted face. Deep breathes drawn pass my cock returns some color to her face.
Getting myself back down from the desk, I give the giant dildo a hard push, just to awake her.
“Wake up, you going to sleep there all night?” I ask her.
Although dazed she replies, “are you done already? I was just getting turned on.” Her eyes open, and I see that her words say one thing the eyes say “enough, for now, thank-you.”
With a quick jerk, I remove the dildo. She sighs, some from relief, some from regret. I return the cuffs to my briefcase then wipe the dildo on her torn blouse and replace it.
“Make sure you have that report filed by tomorrow morning. Little girls who don’t get reports done get severely punished. This would be just a taste of what will happen”, with a hard slap on her ass I turn and walk to the elevator.

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CHAPTER SEVEN

Marsha was groggy and disoriented when she woke up. Blankly, she looked at her naked
body beneath the wrinkled robe that covered her, and then it all came back to her. She
and her mother had sucked each other’s cunt! And they had climaxed in each other’s hot
mouth! And what climaxes! The tangy aroma of pussycream was still in her nostrils; the
tacky smears of her mother’s love-juices still stuck to her nose and cheeks. Now she
knew the wonders of a another woman’s loving tongue, and why some women believed it
was the greatest; only a woman truly knew the secret of another females’ body. She didn’t
feel dirty or perverted, the way people said you would. She felt free! Free from
convention and the gnawing desires that she couldn’t name.

She sat up and looked around the room. The TV triggered another memory. That incredible
story! No wonder, she thought, I’m the way I am; the whole family has the same burning
desires. Maybe everyone does, but my family had the courage to follow their feelings,
she thought. Stretching her stiff body she ran a hand through her thick blonde hair
and chuckled, knowing she sounded stupid, and not caring. She was wonderfully alive
and a whole new world spread out before her. She felt like an explorer; an explorer
with a whole world of sexual pleasures spread out before her, just waiting for her
to chart a course. And she owed it all to her mother, and the original explorers of
her loving family. Her head snapped around to the TV and the images of her family
came back to her. She blushed as she tried to envision herself among them. Could she
really fuck her own father – stepfather! – and uncle? Would they even want her?

She put on her robe and tiptoed up the carpeted stairway, feeling her way through the
darkness, not wanting to make the slightest noise. A world of sexual adventure waited
for her, but she was unsure of her first step. How would she start? It was something
she had to ask her mother about. When she reached the top of the stairs she heard a
small muffled moan. It sounded familiar and she strained her ears trying to place it.
It came again as she started up the hallway; a sensual sound, followed by a rhythmic
whoosh, like air being pumped in and out of a balloon. Her body quivered in response
to the unnamed stimuli. Quietly, she padded barefoot down to Peter’s room. The sounds
were coming from inside.

Bewildered, she put her ear to the door. She heard muted grunts and groans; a familiar
female sigh was almost loud. Dismayed, she dropped to the floor and tried to look through
the keyhole. In the half-light, she could only see moving shadows, but passion-filled
voices came to her. Her mouth gaped as the words came to her.

“Ohhhh, Peter! Fuck my pussy! Harder! Make me cum! Oh, God … yesssss!”

“Yeah! Oh, Momma! Squeeze my prick!”

They were fucking! Peter! Carol! Her mother! Her mind ran a gauntlet of emotions: envy,
jealousy, love, lust, then, the mist cleared as the rightness of it all came to her. The
initiation of the young! This was the way it was meant to be. She was sure of it.

Hands against the door, Marsha’s body heated up and her cunt contracted. She shivered as
a stream of sizzling pussycream filled her cunt. Squeezing her thighs together, a thrill
shot up her spine as she envisioned her handsome brother and beautiful mother fucking
each other, their bodies moving up and down as one; his heavy cock plunging in and out
of her juicy blonde muff. In her mind she could see Carol’s cunt surrounding Peter’s
cock, her legs wrapped tightly across his back; her hands gripping the cheeks of his
ass, kneading them, urging them forward.

The mental movie, stimulated by the sounds of their passion, rolled through her mind,
flashing vivid, sexual, images of the people she loved on her brain. Marsha squeezed
her still-sore tits, until the nipples stood stiff, then she roughly stuck her middle
finger up her sopping cunt, twisting it back and forth as it scraped along the fiery
walls of her pussy. A wave of dizziness swept over her and she slumped to the floor,
her legs akimbo. A kaleidoscope of brilliant colors erupted before her eyes. Her finger
rammed up her cunt without mercy. She clamped her jaw tightly as a hot orgasm rippled
over her.

Her mother’s voice, in the throes of her own orgasm, came to her, enflaming her; driving
her on to greater heights. She squeezed her eyes shut and raced her finger over the
silky-slick, pink bud of her clitoris. Cum! Cum! she begged. Oh, God, how she wanted
them! Peter’s cock filling her up; Carol’s lips on her naked cunt, sucking her clit.
She wanted to suck on his cock, feel his cum splash in her mouth. She wanted to taste
the tangy flavor of her mother’s cuntjuice.

Marsha’s thumb massaged her clit and two fingers explored the sticky wetness of her
pleasure-raw pussy. Clamping her thighs around her twisting right hand, she rocked
her hips back and forth, fucking herself on her stiff, sticky, fingers. Another cum
eluded her. She rolled the hardened nipples of her tits around in the palm of her
left Bayrampaşa Escort hand, then pushed the large globes to her mouth. Her tongue sent tingling sensations
across the sensitive flesh, causing her cunt to contract and imprison her demanding
fingers.

“Fuck! Fuck! Oh, how I need a cock in me!” she hissed into the darkness. Her eyes
focused on the door of her parent’s room, just yards away, and a vision of her father’s
long, slender cock, slimy with cum, lit up her mind like a neon sign. She licked her lips.
So close! So far! Could she do it? In her mind, the door seem to surge back and forth,
taunting her. She hesitated. The sound of her mother cumming, reaching an unscaled peak,
came to her.

Yes! Yes, she could!

Marsha pulled her fingers from her pulsing cunt; silvery strands of cum-juice clinging
to them. She licked them clean, savoring the tart cunt flavor on her tongue. She smiled
at the door hiding her brother and mother from the night, then silently, like a cat, she
crossed the hall, to her father’s door and slowly opened it.

***************************

Mike Bradford was sprawled across the king-sized bed, his body partially uncovered. Even
in the half-light, Marsha could tell that he was naked beneath the sheet. A tingling
sense of anticipation clutched at her heaving chest as she leaned against the bedroom
door. Anticipation gave way to sexual excitement as her father rolled over, exposing
his cock and balls. They dangled snake-like between his legs. Marsha clutched her stomach
as her cunt began to flow anew. She was amazed at the amount of juice she was producing.
Mike’s legs opened wide. She smiled and licked her lips hungrily. She knew precisely what
she was going to do.

She shrugged out of her robe, and let it fall to the floor. The bed sagged – just a bit –
under her weight. When she folded her body against his, he responded by moving closer.
Her full, super-sensitive tits rubbed up against his warm skin, and sent a tingling up
her spine. His hand brushed her tangle of blonde cunt-hair, and she shivered.

Gently rubbing the tips of her fingers along his arms and legs, she felt the heat of
his body, the light mist of perspiration on his flesh. He murmured in his sleep as
her trembling fingers, gently, touched his flaccid shaft, barely stroking it.

No, don’t wake up, Daddy dear, she thought, not yet. Not until I want you too. Her
warm hand cupped his heavy balls. She rolled them in the palm of her hand and played
with the thick strands of hair before putting them down and fondling his cock. Mike’s
prick jerked in her hand, the heat activating it, giving it life. Her thumb rubbed
across the sensitive knob, and his shaft stiffened. Holding her prize firmly in her
right hand, she got on her hands and knees and straddled her father’s sleeping form.
She positioned her corn-silk pussy just inches from his nose and mouth, knowing that
the heavy, sex-flavor aroma of her cunt would soon fill his nostrils, and his brain.
In the darkness, she heard him stiff and loudly lick his lips. She smiled.

Gently, ever-so-gently, Marsha rubbed her cunt-fur over his face. She felt him twitch
as the pubic strands tickled his mouth and nose. Her hand kneaded his slender rod,
working it to full length and hardness. Wide-eyed, she watched it grow from her
ministrations and marveled as the lean, marble-hard prick reached full erection.

Mike groaned and his breathing became deeper, more rapid, matching Marsha’s as the
tension built up in her. His cock twitched in her sweaty hand, and she stared at the
pisshole, seeing it as a one-eyed monster. Panting, she flicked her tongue over it,
washing the crown with her saliva. The taste was musky, with a hint of salt.

Wonderful!

With a smile of triumph, Marsha lowered her blonde head and his shaft sank into the
warm moistness of her mouth. She heard a gravel-like groan from her father, and felt
his hips begin to slowly rotate, moving his awakened prick around in the hotness of
her mouth.

“Mmmmmmm,” he mewed softly.

Marsha felt his body becoming active as sleep began to leave him. His hands found her
asscheeks and she thrilled as he started to knead them, his fingers strong, but gentle.
This was the moment she had been waiting for. Lowering her muff over his face, she
ground her cunt into his open mouth. Hungrily, she sucked his prick deep into the
cavern of her mouth as his tongue darted up her slick pussy.

She was sucking her father’s cock! He was licking her wide-open pussy, lapping her
flowing juice like a hungry cat.

Was he really awake? Did he realize whose pussy he was eating? Could he tell the
difference? The questions jumbled in her mind as his pleasure-giving tongue sent
shivers of electricity racing to her brain. She felt his lips clamp on her clit,
giving it a sucking kiss. A blinding shockwave coursed through her body and she
almost lost his cock. It popped, wetly, from her mouth, but snapped back into her
face like a hinged door. Quickly, she sucked it back to its warm cradle, licking
it like Escort Bayan a lost treasure; unable to stop herself from sighing out-loud.

Her father’s squirming tongue explored the wet, upper walls of her steaming pussy
and she shuddered. Even her mother’s nimble tongue hadn’t gotten this far up her
cunt! Her mouth tightened on his dickhead and her hand pumped his rock-hard shaft
as her body jerked from the sharp pins and needles effect of his cunt-licking.

Marsha was in a sexual heaven that had no dimension. Her fevered brain was receiving
sensations that only a true loved one could give to another. This was the ultimate
pure pleasure! Her breathing was rapid, and she let out little gasps as she squirmed
her cunt down on his face, mashing his nose in the tangle of soft, wet, hair, trying
to bury him inside her.

Mike’s hands reached for her tits; found them and kneaded the red hot flesh. His mind
registered their size and fullness, but he wasn’t conscious of it. He jammed his long
tongue in her throbbing cunt and started slurping; lapping up the pussy-nectar that
dribbled into his mouth, the tart flavor spurring him on. His tongue slipped between
her asscheeks, licking the length of them. The serpentine tongue probed her asshole
and entered it.

Marsha gasped and her head swam. A searing white light went off behind her eyes,
blinding her. The shock, the excitement, the pleasure was almost too much to bear.
She nearly fainted. She couldn’t believe this was happening, nor could she believe
the pleasure the asshole reaming was giving her. Wiggling backwards, she rubbed her
ass in her father’s face; panting with each flick of his piercing tongue against the
sensitive walls of her asshole. Her mouth never left his cock and her hand never stopped
pumping his hard shaft.

His tongue was back, twirling rapidly, over her pulsing clit. She was hardly aware of
his long, slender finger slipping into her well lubricated ass; not until it started
to twist around inside the sensitive cavity. Her body went rigid and her eyes overflowed
with tears of ecstasy. Unable to control herself, she clamped her thighs around her
father’s head; the feel of his face between her legs made her explode instantly.

It was a gut-wrenching, volcanic eruption that spurted, lava-like cum-juice into Mike’s
waiting mouth. She ground her crotch down, hard, on his face, moaning with abandon as
the rhythmic jolts of her orgasm flashed through her body. Every nerve tingled. Every
pore seemed to burst with passion and pleasure. Her hands tore at the bedsheets,
twisting them in violent spasms. She buried her face in his crotch, sucking his cock
deep down her throat, making her gasp for air; the bristle-like hair scouring her
hot-flushed cheeks.

Half of his heavy load shot directly down her throat, without her ever tasting it.
Jerking her head up she let the spewing cock spray her face; nose, eyes, hair. Then
she sucked the throbbing knob-head, milking it; reveling in the musky taste of his
thick jism.

Marsha rubbed his dripping cockhead all over her face; her tongue licking the steely
shaft, kissing the purple crown. She lapped at the slimy strands of cum dangling from
the twitching cock and dribbling down her face; the pungent smell made her pussy twitch.
Panting in total exhaustion, she heard his deep groan of satisfaction. Her head drooped
and she pressed his turgid prick to her soft lips while his tongue gently laved her
steaming cunt.

Time stood still. Seconds. Minutes. Marsha had no awareness of their passing. Her
breathing slowed, but her desire remained. She wanted more! She wanted this cock in
her demanding pussy. Her hands fondled Mike’s spongy prick, rubbing it over the tips
of her tits, coaxing it back to life. Her tongue tickled it and her mouth caressed it.
It twitched and jumped, then, finally, responding to the her urgent demands, stood
erect and hard.

Jumping up, her back still facing her groggy father, she squatted over his upright
prong. Then, her mind whirling with lust, she lowered herself onto his long, slender
shaft. She felt the hard tip push against her puffy cuntlips; part them and slide up
her juicy cunt-channel.

“Ahhhhhhh!” she sighed. “Oh, yessss!” she said loudly as she started to hump herself
on his rigid prick.

Mike’s hard cock filled her up and shimmering waves of heat flooded her body. Her hips
began a rapid twisting motion, forcing his cock deeper and deeper, until their pubic
hairs tangled together as she squirmed her passion. Her body glistened with a thin
sheen of perspiration as she began to furiously fuck herself on her father’s beautiful
prick.

Through eyes, slitted with passion, Mike gazed at the beautiful blonde woman who
relentlessly rode his cock. Her pussy grasped at his shaft, painfully forcing his
foreskin back and forth. Unbelievable pleasures rippled through his loins.

She leaned backwards, her arms straddling his humping body; her long blonde hair
whipping across his face and chest. He reached up and grabbed her big, bouncing tits.
He istanbul Escort could feel his cock go deep, then back to the very brink of her hot pussy. His
clouded mind tried to clear itself.

Something was not right.

A picture of his wife, Carol, came to his mind: blonde, well-formed, full tits, and
rounded ass.

What was wrong?

He massaged the exquisite mounds, rolling the nipples between his fingers. They were
bigger than Carol’s! His mind registered the slender frame, the long, shapely legs,
and the long blonde hair whipping from side to side. A cold sense of dread gripped his
brain and his mind exploded in recognition.

“Marsha!”

“Oh, fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!”

Instantly awake, he tried to dislodge her from his cock, but her vise-like cunt clamped
tightly around his throbbing shaft, holding him prisoner. His frantic movements made her
fall beside him, but his prick couldn’t escape.

They were sidesaddle now, her leg over his hips, hard against his ass. She grabbed his
hand and forced the hot flesh of her tit into his palm.

“Ohhhhh, Daddy … squeeze my tits! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck!” Her voice was urgent and
demanding. “Oh, it feels so good! Don’t stop, Daddy!”

“Marsha! … No! … Can’t do this … wrong!”

Mike’s mind reeled with the magnitude of his sin, but cock still humped her clasping
pussy, his hips moving in automatic response to the sexual excitement generating from
his daughter’s body.

“Oh, God,” he moaned, feeling his will to resist begin to melt. He was fucking his
daughter! His big, beautiful daughter! God forgive me, his tortured brain screamed,
it feels wonderful!

His resolve faded and his mind and body surrendered to Marsha’s hot, demanding body.

“Oh, baby,” he sobbed, “your pussy feels to good. So tight! Fuck me, babe! Fuck your
daddy’s hot cock!

Marsha grabbed his other hand and pressed it to her thick, hairy mound, making him feel
his own prick in her cunt. His brain exploded with lust!

She rolled to her hands and knees, her powerful cunt muscles taking her father with her.
Doggie-style, he fucked his passionate daughter with frenzied strokes.

“Yeah! Yeahhhhh! Oh, yes!” she cried as his rock-hard prick churned in her wet pussy,
his hips smacking against her wiggling asscheeks. Through her wide-open legs she watched
in rapt fascination as his long, slender cock pistoned in and out of her body. She dug
her fingers into the bedsheets as the waves of pleasure engulfed her. Cool air assailed
the hot walls of her inner cunt. Her father had pulled out of her. A sense of emptiness
filled her mind.

“Oh, no! Please!” she moaned.

A sharp, sudden, pain snapped her eyes open. Mouth agape, face contorted, she felt his
prick push its way past the tight ring of her puckered asshole. Marsha tried to scream
but words wouldn’t come. Slowly, the slender cockhead disappeared up her ass.

“Agggggghhhh! Oh, take it out … Daddyyyy! … it’s too big!” she wailed.

She thrashed her head around and moaned loudly at the rough intrusion. Her toes curled
and her hands tore at the sheets, bunching them up. Then, miraculously, the stinging
pain began to subside. Her head drooped, and with a whoosh, a deep breath escaped her
lips.

“Oh, hot ass! I love tight ass!”

Mike Bradford’s gravely voice, choked with passion, came from another world.

“Com’on, baby! You love it! Just like your mother! She takes it all the way up … loves
cock in her ass! … Just like your mother!”

The words and the slow stroke of his cock in her ass, turned Marsha on. Her mother liked
to get fucked in the ass! And she was just like her mother! The thought excited her and
each stroke of Mike’s throbbing cock enflamed her passion and lust. Her body began to
writhe, to undulate, and her ass churned as her father finally rammed his cock all the
way in.

“Eeeeeech!” she yelped, but the pleasure of having a prick in her virgin ass was driving
the pain away. Her pussy was creaming with erotic thoughts; her mind a camera and she saw
herself being assfucked by her father. She felt totally wanton, totally perverted, and
totally loved.

*************************

Carol’s blonde cunt squished from the amount of cum- juice in it, hers and Peter’s. She
had lost count of the times her son had made her climax, but her body was sticky with the
proof of his vitality and stamina. And he was fucking her again! This time doggie-style;
his cock still hard, even after several cums, pounded her tender pussy, forcing her face
into the soft pillows with each powerful thrust.

As the night wore on, they had not made love, they made war! Foreplay and preamble were
forgotten. Carol had just wanted his big cock in her. She wanted it to stretch her; fill
her demanding body and make her wallow in the joys of her sordid pleasures. This taboo,
the breaking of this final barrier, was the most erotic thing in her lust-filled world;
his spurting cock an affirmation of her chosen way of life.

Peter must have felt the same, she thought, only he was using her body to exorcise the
years of frustrating fantasies about his sister, Marsha. He was relentless, almost
ruthless in his fucking. Carol didn’t care. Her forbidden passion and lust matched her
son’s; her need, just as powerful.

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it was a warm summer day, i was just getting off work and i spot an old friend. he was standing by his car. his name is will. now will is very easy on the eyes. he stands about 6foot 2, very muscular, dark skinned, and nice. he has a very warm smile and gives amazing hugs. i stand about 5foot 5, kinda thick, size 38f tits, very pale creamy white skin and have an amazing personality.

i run up to will and give him a hug. something felt different about this hug tho. he opened the passanger door to his car and said, “come on we are going for a ride.” thinking nothing of it i climb in. we leave my work once he gets in the car.

“where are we headed will?” i ask.

“we are going for a little ride. sit back and relax” will answered.

i sit back and start to mess with the radio.but of course nothing good is on. will reaches behind my seat and hands me a mixed cd. i put the cd in and its all my old jams. “OMG i cant believe you have these songs!!” i say excited. will just looks at me with a wicked grin. i pay no attention to the look on his face as i turn the system up in his car. i start to dance and just the words to the songs are turning me on. as song 6 comes on im soaking wet and horny as hell. i didnt even notice where we have been going since we had left my work.

i look out the corner of my eye and see will staring down my shirt. i continue to grind against the seat getting more and more turned on by each second. then i realize around song 10 that we have been sitting in front of my appartment. he is just sitting in his seat watchin me dance. i think to myself “how long has he been watching me?”

he turns off the car and we both get out. i unlock the door to my appartment and invite him in. he handed me another cd, i put it in my cd player. i mix us up a couple drinks as the cd starts. its old slow songs. not really my forte but what the hell. i hand him his drink and take a swig Aksaray Escort of mine. half way threw the drink i ask him whats wrong. he looks at me and says, “i really liked watching you dance. i miss the way things used to be between us. i miss the feel of your lips and your soft skin. i know you have been single for a while and i know how hard it must be for you. i have seen you working at both of your jobs and going back to school. i want to help you out. BUT i want something in return.”

i knew what he meant, and he knew i couldnt refuse what he was offering. i look up to him and then i bow my head down. i ask softly, “what is it you want and for how much?”

“head and ill give you 100$” he said nonchalantly.

“this is the last time. i can not keep doing this will.”

he slumps back in the chair and looks evil at me. he knows im having trouble with keeping up with all my bills and my school work. hey its easy money and i know he is clean, but why all of a sudden is he offering his help now? he knows i have been in need of help, but why is he now wanting to pay me for my services? these and so many more questions are running threw my mind, and he knows it. i start to get a little uncomfortable a i finish my drink. he grabs my cup and refills it.

after the second drink is gone i start getting even more horny than before. i look at will and bite my lip. i think to myself, “god i want his cock.” he sees the look in my eyes and he leans back and i move on top of him. i sit in his lap and lightly kiss his lips. i grind my hips against his lap, as i move his hands across my body. i slowly grind in rythem to the music he had me put in the cd player. i feel his errection pushing against his jeans.

i slowly get up off of him and slowly start to dance in front of him. i slide my hands up and down my body exposing a little skin here and there. i start to unbutton my shirt and once its fully unbuttoned, i slide it slowly off my shoulders. i then turn Escort Bayan around and slip my fingers into my waistband and pull my pants down. i stay bent over a little longer than necessary. i feel his hand touch my ass. i pull away and turn around. i slide my bra straps off and slowly unhooked my bra. i then climb on top of will and kiss him lightly.

starting at his mouth and kissing down his neck. i slowly unbutton his shirt and continue kissing his chest where the buttons were. i reach the top of his jeans and look up at him. i undo his belt, unbutton his pants and un zip them. i look up at him and he lifts his hips up slightly and i rip off his jeans and boxers in one swift motion. i trail my hands up his legs.

i move closer to will and i slip my tongue out and gently lick the head. i flick my tongue around the head of his cock and taste the precum. i gently lick from the head of his 8inch dick down the shaft to the base of his magnificent prick. i press my tongue a little harder as i return to the head. i gently suck the tip into my mouth as i look up at him. using my tongue and my tongue ring i massage the crown. taking my time enjoying the torment im making him go threw. i grin up at him and quickly shove 3 inches into my mouth and keep it in my mouth. i start sucking a little harder, and use my tongue a little more. i raise back up. i then use my hand and hold his cock still as i lick all around his shaft. i know how much he loves this.

once i cover every inch of his prick with my saliva, i position my mouth over the head once again. i then shove the whole 8inches deep into my throat and keep it there. i slowly raise up after about 20 seconds. then i lick from the crown down to his balls. i lick and nibble on his sack for a few moments before i suck his balls into my mouth. i use my tongue to massage his massive balls as my hand is working his penis. after a few minutes of doing this i lick from the bottom of his balls to the tip of his erect penis.

i istanbul Escort then forced my head down on his manhood and take him as deep as i can. i start to bob in rythem to the music, which seems to have picked up the pace. once i find my rythem i move my hand to cup his balls. i take all of him deep in my throat again and lick the base of his dick and the tip of his balls. i raise back up yet again this time slowly grazing my teeth across his flesh. i feel him jerk at the feel of my teeth but he knows better than to say anything. i look up at him and nod giving him permission to use his hands.

will grabs a fist full of hair and shoves his dick forcefully into my throat. raising his hips he grinds his cock balls deep in my throat in circular motions. then he lets me up for a quick breath as he starts using my mouth as his own personal fuck toy. shoving my mouth up and down on his cock fast. then to my suprise he yanks me up onto the couch and has me layin upside down. i know whats coming.

i lay my head off the side of the couch and open my mouth wide. once he gets situated he grabs both sides of my head. i take a deep breath right before he shoves his dick into my mouth. he starts to fuck my face hard and with force. i suck and keep up with each and every thrust of his cock. he then grabs my throat and starts choking me as his cock goes in and out of my mouth. he knows how much i love that. i moan against his dick. i can feel him getting close. i open my mouth wider and welcome the intruding object to penetrate deeper into my throat.

his thrusts start to become frantic and more aggressive. i take a deep breath and close my mouth tightly around his dick. he stops all of a sudden balls deep in my throat and i hurry and squeeze his balls. i feel him bust balls deep in my throat and i eagerly swallow every drop. once he has finished cumming he releases me and i turn right side up. he takes a seat and i clean up all of my saliva off of his dick, making sure i get every drop of cum and spit up. once i make sure he is cleaned i get up and start to get dressed.

will then said, “wanna make some more money?”

and i knew he was hooked for good…to be continued

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