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He knew what he was about to do was WRONG!

He was in the bedroom of a twenty year old woman. She was not his wife. How she enticed him into her room isn’t important. What is important, he wanted the young woman standing before him more than anything he had ever wanted in his life. With trembling hands he reached for her and she glided against him. His lips locked on hers and her body molded into him.

“She’s less than half your age!” his conscience screamed. “Your daughter is older than her! Have you gone out of your stupid, fucking mind?”

Desire was all he could feel and it was much stronger than his conscience.

Breaking the kiss, he raised his hands and, with trembling fingers, started unbuttoning her blouse.

“This is faster,” she said and grabbing the hem, pulled the blouse over her head. A white lace bra held the most beautiful breasts he had ever seen. His hands ached to hold them.

Quickly he undid the front opening clasp to free her tits. He pulled the cups off her breasts and pushed the bra off her shoulders and onto the floor.

“You life has been blameless up to now. Do you really want to end it here? Is this, this female worth that?”

She moaned as his work callused hands cupped her tits, his thumbs flicking over the nipples. She grabbed his head and pulled him into another hot, wet kiss. Then she grabbed the bottom of his polo shirt and pulled it over his head. The hair on his chest tickled her boobs as they embraced again. He kissed his way down her chest, licking and sucking the nipples as he lowered himself to his knees.

He pop the button on her skirt open and lowered the zipper in one smooth action. Hooking his thumbs in the waist band of her skirt and panties, he pulled them down. She stepped out of them and flipped off her sandals. She was now totally nude, a young goddess, perfect in every feature. Shoulder length coal black hair framed a round face, with dark brown eyes, small nose and full pink lips. Her slender neck tapered to small shoulders which sloped into her full chest. Her breasts stood out firm and proud, about a b-cup Anadolu Yakası Escort he guessed, with brown nipples hard from excitement and want. Her waist was narrow as was her hips. Her swollen labia could be seen through her black pubic hair. Strong muscled legs tapered to petite feet with toenails painted the same pink as her lips.

Looking right at her sex, he slid his hands up her legs, his left hand to her right buttock and his right hand between her legs until it reached her pussy. The lips were swollen and wet and he rubbed his finger into the fold.

“OH, GOD YES,” she screamed as she orgasmed from his very first touch. Only his hand on her behind kept her from falling over backwards. “Please stop. You must stop, I can’t take it!”

“Think about your job! If the boss finds out you’ve touched a client, you’ll be fired. If the college finds out you’ve touched a student, you’ll be unemployed.”

“Stand up,” she said. When he was standing she pulled the belt open, undid the button at the waist band of his jeans and slid the zipper down. She grabbed the waist of his jeans and dropped to her knees before him, pulling his pants and boxers down to his ankles. His hard cock flipped up so hard it slapped his stomach, then settled down to point straight out, aimed at her mouth.

She had seen college boys naked before, but this was a man. His dark hair was just a little long, prematurely gray at the temples. Blue gray eyes gazed steadily at her with a mature confident stare that belied the voice of his conscience screaming at him. His shoulders and chest were solid without being over muscled. His stomach showed a middle aged softness and his waist had a small roll of love handles. His buns, hips and legs were well defined from running every morning.

She stared at his penis as if hypnotized. It was not huge, it was not small. She knew it was going to fill her up and give her great pleasure. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against the head causing him to moan. With her hands on his butt, she pulled him toward her, forcing his dick into her mouth. Keeping Kurtköy Escort her lips tight, she felt every millimeter slide in until it almost started her gag reflex, where she stopped it. There was more to go, but that was for another time.

“Your parents will be so ashamed of you. Your mother will probably have a heart attack. Is this a good example for your nieces and nephews? How do you think you’ll explain this?”

Sucking as hard as possible, she pulled back then plunged down hard again. Twice more and he was so close to cumming he pulled out of her mouth. Looking up at him, she said, “Cum in my mouth. Oh, please, I want to taste you. Cum in my mouth, please.”

“No, he said, “not this time. This time i want your body.” He then sat down on the bed that was behind him. “Undo my boots and pull my pants off.”

“You know what Pastor Bob will do. You’ll be kicked off the official board. You will never teach Sunday school again. You will be shunned by all those sweet old ladies in the missionary society. You’ll be lucky if they allow you to even come to church. This is the sin they never forgive.”

With child-like eagerness she untied the laces and pulled the boots off, then the socks then the jeans and boxers. She leaned forward and kissed his knees, then kissed up to his balls and to his cock.

He put his hands under her arms and pulled her up on top of him before she could start sucking on him again. She was laying stretched out on him as they kissed again. He slid his hands down her sides, up over her buttocks and down between her thighs. With gentle pressure he pulled her legs apart until she straddled his waist, then he pushed up on her shoulders until she was sitting on his cock.

She started humping her hips, masturbating on his dick. He reached up and squeezed her tits, then pulled gently on her nipples. Her body was aflame with lust as she looked down at him and pleaded, “Put it in me. I need you now. Please, please, fuck me. Fuck me now. Fuck me hard. I need you so badly.”

He grabbed his dick and pressed the head to her hole. Pendik Escort

“Stop now!” screamed his conscience. “You can still walk away. You haven’t committed adultery yet. You can talk your way out. Everything can still be all right. You are……OH WOW!!”

And he slid his penis in.

“Your wife will never sleep with you again. She said she wouldn’t like you. She said if you’re ever unfaithful she’d never have sex with you again.”

Her eyes closed and fireworks exploded in her body as his cock filled her. The wet tightness on her young cunt was better than anything he had ever felt before. Climaxes started hitting her body like machine gun fire as she pounded up and down on him. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders, drawing blood. The pain caused his to ram himself harder into her as she slammed down on him. He bent his neck up and started sucking on her right tit. Soft whimpering sounds came from her as he nipped gently at her left nipple.

Time distorted for them. Did they fuck for hours? Minutes? Seconds? It didn’t matter because she could take no more and fainted on top of him. He rolled over so she was under him and looked worriedly into her face. Her eyelids fluttered and she looked up at him. “Cum now. Cum in me. Fill me up. Please, now, cum in me now.”

He was at the edge and after only a few thrusts he started cumming. Five, six, seven times he shot his seed into her, so strong it almost hurt. His lust satisfied, his penis quickly lost it’s hardness and slipped out of her.

Looking at him with eyes filled with wonder, she said, “It’s never been that good before. In my wildest dreams I never thought it could be so wonderful. Promise me you’ll come back. Promise me we’ll do it again. I’ll be your’s, any time, any where. I’ll do whatever you say. Promise me we’ll do it again.”

“I promise. I want, no, need. I need to make love to you again. I will call as soon as I can. But I have to go now.”

“Kiss me once more before you go.” And he did.

* * * * *

When he got home that night, his wife asked him, “So how was your day, dear?”

“Not too bad,” he replied, “but I got stuck on one hard job this afternoon. Some rich, snooty college princess. I’ll probably have to go back again just to keep her happy. You know how these kids can be.”

He had never lied to her before. It was easier than he thought.

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As I wait eagerly for you to come, my mind begins to wander. I prepare my binders and textbooks, trying to find something for us to work on today. I look through my assignment book, unsure, my mind unable to focus. Your firm, ripe breasts, calling to me like a juicy peach in the summertime. Your rosy red lips, which I fantasize about kissing, but have not yet had the divine honor of their soothing touch.

I feel the hard thumping sensations of warm blood flowing through my penis, slowly rising, pushing my pants up with it. Tension surrounds my body, I need to relieve myself, but you will be here any minute. How can I endure an hour and a half of torment, watching your melon like breasts, which I dream of sucking on. You’re tight curvy ass, which screams out to me, beckoning me to fondle it. I am rock hard by now. My shaft digs into my jeans, begging me to take it out.

Just as I can take it no longer, I hear the familiar knocking on the door. I get up slowly, trying desperately to conceal my hardness, but to no avail. Walking up to the door, I see you, and my body begins Bostancı Escort to tingle. Dressed in a revealing leather mini skirt, which barely covers your wonderful ass. Your long, shiny legs make me want to grab you, and make love to you on the spot. Your girlish tank top exposes a seemingly endless amount of cleavage, and those deep, green eyes of yours almost burn a hole in my head with your lusty stair.

I let you in, shutting the door behind you, my eyes immediately go down to your beautiful behind. Your tan flesh seems almost cut by the tightness of your skirt. My eyes cannot believe what they are seeing. Turning around quickly, you catch my boyish gaze, smiling devilishly at me you ask me if I’m enjoying myself.

I can’t believe what is going on, and I begin to grow faint and dizzy, searching for a reply. Before I can say anything though, your hand gently reaches out to mine. Your touch sends goosebumps across my spine, and my hand begins to shake uncontrollably. I lustily glance at your breasts, and to my amazement your nipples are rock hard. Ümraniye Escort

Your eyes slowly run down my body, stopping at my crotch, which is by now the hardest it has ever been, and beats against my jeans like a madman. I can barely hear the words, which flow out of your mouth. It is almost like you are talking to someone else, but they are unmistakable. “I want to suck you.”

I say nothing, but almost start to spasm as you unzip my pants, letting out my now massive cock. I can tell you are impressed by my size, from your wild compliments, and excited expression. Your burning hands drive me wild as you remove my jeans and boxers, sliding them slowly down my legs to the floor. The fire in your eyes is almost too much, as you make your way back up to my shaft.

Teasing at first, you drive me wild, licking up and down my cock, all over the shaft, but barely grazing the head. I beg you to deep throat me, but you ignore me, and keep on teasing me in this excruciating manner.

Licking my balls, and taking them into your scorching mouth, they Kartal Escort feel almost on fire, and the sensation is more than incredible. Using your tongue to bounce and wiggle them makes me cry out, and I wonder how much more of this I can endure.

Sensing my extreme arousal, you head back to my cock, inhaling the head, and moving up and down my shaft. Shuddering and grunting ecstatically, I begin to go wild, and I sense that I am not too far of from cumming all over you. Continuing to move up and down my shaft, I beg you to keep it up. My hand slides down, and gently begins to rub, and stroke your sweet smelling hair.

Looking up at me, while you engulf my shaft. Your eyes beaming, and looking straight into mine, eagerly awaiting me to fill your throat with my creamy jizz. This is too much for me, my body begins to convulse, and I shoot shot after shot into your inviting mouth. You try to swallow it down, but there is so much that it runs down your lips and chin, staining your shirt. Finishing your last gulp, you look up at me and smile.

Relieved, but not nearly done yet, I sweep you up into my arms, carrying you into my room, laying you down gently on my soft bed. Feeling all over your warm, lusty body, soaking up all of your beauty for that moment. I begin to undress you, and take you on the wildest ride of your life…

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This story is dedicated to all of our Men and Women, as well as their spouses and lovers who have or are serving our great country.

* * * * *

It was Christmas eve, 1944 and the signs of rebuilding were everywhere. It had only been a few short months since the allied forces had rolled into the city and liberated Paris from the Nazi’s. Like any young soldier, I was lonely for the love of a beautiful young woman and Paris was full of ripe young females.

It had been months since I’d had a weekend pass. My buddies and I had decided to go out on the town tonight, but they had long since left with girls they had picked up in the bar. I, being the youngest at 19, was too shy and backwards for the “mating” game so I opted to sit here and down a few before I returned to my base.

I thought about my fellow soldiers who hadn’t made it this far. I had been one of the lucky ones. Some of the young men that I had started in basic training with were no longer with us. I lifted my glass in memory of PFC Jones and Thompson and took a long sip of my beer. The fighting had been long and hard, but the people of France were so happy that we had arrived and were busy trying to get their lives back to normal.

“A penny for your thoughts soldier,” I heard a voice say as I put my mug down. I looked up and an attractive older lady was standing by my table. I felt something stir inside as I looked at this well endowed lady with her hair pulled back, as was the fashion of that day.

“Not thinking anything,” I said as my eyes scanned the body of this older woman standing next to me. Her image was striking! I stood up and pulled out a chair for her and she smiled at me as she sat down. “What’s your pleasure,” I asked her?

“I’ll have what you’re having,” she said as she adjusted herself to the hard wooden chair. I walked to the bar and ordered her a beer and sat back down. “The name’s Claire,” she said, extending her hand to me.

“Robinson, Corporal Jeff Robinson,” I said shaking her delicate hand. “So what brings you to Paris,” I asked her?

“The Red Cross,” she said.

“A nurse,” I asked?

The laugh lines around her eyes grew more pronounced as she chuckled out loud. “Not exactly,” she said. “Actually, I’m a physician.”

“I’m sorry,” I said, a bit embarrassed that I had made such an assumption. “You look way too young to be a doctor!” I tried to look innocent as I did my best to cover my tracks.

“It’s ok,” she laughed. “It happens all the time. I’ve been told by my friends that it’s a man’s game!”

“So what makes a woman doctor go to work for the Red Cross and leave the comfort of the states?”

The lady doctor appeared to be suddenly consumed by a sadness that I had not noticed a few minutes ago. She took a sip of her beer. “I came over here,” she continued, “because my son had been wounded in battle and I had to find a way to see him. So, I thought the best way to do it was to volunteer for the Red Cross. Besides, everyone has to make sacrifices and it was the least I could do for my country!”

“I’m sorry,” I said, once again realizing that I had taken one foot out and inserted the other one into my mouth. “How’s he doing?”

“He didn’t make it,” she said, her voice quivering slightly. “He hung on for a while but he just couldn’t get over the shock plus his injuries.” A tear started to form in her blue eyes and made a small trickle down her cheek.

I motioned for the bartender to bring us another beer. I reached over and took a finger and wiped the tear from her cheek. She smiled a sad smile and I felt a slight tingle as she reached up and touched my hand. “I’m sorry ma’am,” I said trying to smooth things over.

“Please call me Claire,” she said.

“Ok Claire,” I said lifting my mug to her. “So tell me a little about yourself Dr. Claire.” I was finding myself mesmerized as I listened to this woman tell her life’s story to me.

“Well, like I said, I’m a Doctor of course. I come from a small town in the boot-heel of Missouri.” I listened intently as this woman went on and on about her life. It’s not that I minded. In fact, I found myself enjoying sitting here listening to her tell about herself. Her blue eyes glowed in the soft light of the dimly lit bar. It seemed like I could almost see into her soul as she shared her life and thoughts with me. I found myself almost there with her as she described what her life had been like. She was a widow who had been married to a doctor but they’d just had one child. Claire described what it had been like as her family worked to make it through the great depression. I hung on her every word as she spoke clearly in a soft voice.

My eyes drifted down to the gentle movement of Claire’s ruby red lips and I listened to the lady’s every word. She seemed so open and uninhibited as she told me about what seemed to be her entire life. My eyes drank in her loveliness of her weathered face as we sat there nursing our beer. Anadolu Yakası Escort I looked down at my watch. She paused for a second, coming to the realization that she had hogged the entire conversation. “I’m sorry,” she said taking the last drink of her beer. “I hope I haven’t bored you too much?”

“Oh, my no!” I said. “It’s just that the hour is getting late Dr. Claire.” There was a softness and warmth about this special angel and I felt myself falling for her. “It has been the most enjoyable evening I’ve spent in a long time, but I really should be getting back to my base.”

“You have to be back on Christmas Eve?” she asked.

“I don’t have anywhere else to go tonight,” I told her. “Besides, it’s my home away from home.”

“It’s been a pleasure meeting you Corporal Robinson,” she said as I walked behind her and pulled her chair out. She moved with style and grace that I had never noticed from another woman. I pulled her chair out and she stood up, turning around facing me. She leaned forward and gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek and squeezed my arm lightly. “It’s nice to meet such a mannerly young gentleman.”

I felt myself turn 10 shades of red as I felt her soft lips press against my unshaven cheek. Claire giggled when she saw my embarrassment. “Maybe I’ll see you around soldier,” she said winking at me. “I hope so,” I told her, “but not on a professional basis,” I teased, flashing my best grin at her.

“Of course!” she said smiling. Not being a man who would want to be owing to any person, I leaned forward and placed a kiss on her cheek. Her demeanor changed as she took my hand and held onto it for a long second. Now I could see her blush slightly through her thin layer of makeup.

“Bye soldier,” she said as she walked away. I watched Claire’s mature, rounded hips sway side to side as she walked toward the door. I wanted to call out for her to come back, but like I said earlier, I was backwards and I had come from a very strict upbringing. Claire paused at the door and turned around. She raised her hand to her lips and blew me a kiss. I pretended to catch it and put it next to my heart. Claire smiled as she walked out of the bar.

“You’re such a schmuck,” I said to myself as I watched this beautiful woman walk out onto the street. Oh well, another lost opportunity, I thought to myself as I downed the last of my beer.

I put a tip down on the table and picked up my cap. Placing it on my head and adjusting it, I walked out of the bar into the dark night. A light mist had just started and the air was damp and chilly. It was just above freezing and I became aware that I missed the snow that was probably falling back home. My mind drifted back to last Christmas and how happy I had been. I thought about my girlfriend Paula’s lovely face. Ours had been the typical high school romance. We had planned on getting married but she had since sent me a “dear John” letter and the scars in my heart were still festering like an open wound from an exploded grenade. I choked a tear back and sat on the bench at the curb, waiting for the next bus to come along.

A young man in time of war learns to block out his loneliness so I wasn’t aware of the presence behind me. “You’re a lot like him you know,” I heard Claire’s voice come from behind me. I felt a pair of hands move from my shoulders and down my chest. Claire’s soft breasts pressed into the back of my head as she rubbed me. Her hands stopped and I leaned forward, turning my head in her direction. The night air had chilled her and she was shivering slightly.

“Like your son?” I asked, looking the vision of Claire bathed in the glow of the streetlights.

“No silly, like my husband was so many years ago.” Claire’s hand moved to the side of my head and stroked my young face. “Handsome, strong, rugged and so masculine” she said. I stood up and she moved to me and pressed her soft body against mine. I put my hand on the back of her head and pulled her face tightly against my chest. I could feel her breath against me as her warmth seemed to transfer into my very soul. “Claire,” I said as she snuggled against my firm chest.

“No,” she said. “Don’t say what you are going to say. Please just let me feel your body against mine.” Claire dropped her purse to the sidewalk and slid her hands under my arms. I felt my body tense as she wrapped them around my chest and held me tight. I could smell Claire’s hair and perfume mixed with a slight smell of alcohol on this woman who was obviously twice my age.

“You smell nice Claire,” I heard myself say as I kissed her on top of the head. Claire’s hands loosened a bit and I felt them slide down to my butt. “Look Claire, I………” I said as I felt her move her hands down and take a handful of ass flesh and squeeze them gently with her delicate fingers. Her skilled fingers knew just where they needed to go. Claire looked up with sad eyes and said, “What’s wrong, don’t you find me Avrupa Yakası Escort attractive?” My body was reacting very strongly to this woman’s seductive touch. My penis was erect now and I have no doubt that she could feel me as our bodies pressed against each other.

“I think you’re beautiful Claire! But….” I paused trying to choose my words carefully.

“But?” she asked as she released me and pulled away. “But I’m old enough to be your mother, right?” My heart sank as the look of rejection spread across her beautiful face. Claire bent down and picked up her purse and turned to walk away. I took hold of her coat and pulled her to a stop. Moving in front of her, I looked at the face of an angel. For the second time tonight tears were running down her cheeks. Moving my hand to her face, I cupped her chin and pulled her face gently toward mine. I kissed each cheek, taking her salty tear between my lips. Her skin tasted like water to a thirsty man.

“No Claire! Oh my sweet Claire it’s just that….” I said pulling away from her. This time she took my arm. “It’s just what?” she asked looking confused.

“It’s just that……” I said, trying my hardest to keep my nervousness from coming to the surface. “It’s just that I’ve never……uh…..you know. Been with a woman.”

“You’ve never made love with a woman? You mean you’re a virgin,” she asked?

I looked down at the ground trying to hide my embarrassment. Claire moved toward me and put her hand on my arm and pulled herself toward me again. “It’s Christmas Eve Corporal Robinson. Everyone has to have a first time!” The pace of my heart picked up. “Besides Corporal, it is Christmas Eve and YOU are what I want for Christmas!” she whispered in my ear as she took me by the hand.

Claire started to walk and I followed her like a puppy dog would its master. She wrapped her arm into mine and I would have followed her to the ends of the earth if she’d asked me to. We walked about a block and she released my arm and fumbled for her key. My young heart felt like it was going to explode as she inserted the key into the door and my ears heard the tumblers click. My soon to be lover pushed the door open. The apartment was dark as we entered. I felt Claire’s lips on my mouth as soon as she shut the door. Fire was moving through my body that I had never experienced before. It burned like a fever as it moved from my head to my toes. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close. Her lips tasted like a fine French wine to me as we pressed them against each other.

Claire moved away and stood in front of me. “Don’t be so nervous Jeff,” she said as she unbuttoned my coat. “You’ll do fine young man!” Claire removed the coat from my shoulders and tossed it onto the floor. I felt the warm, soft hands of a woman who knew exactly what she wanted as they moved across my chest to the buttons on my uniform shirt. The fingers expertly pulled the buttons apart one by one. I felt her hands gently move down my torso, pulling my shirt out of my trousers.

Soon the shirt was off and I was naked above the waist. I closed my eyes and felt Claire’s hands on my shoulders and felt the palms move down my needy young body. Now both of her hands were fumbling with my belt and before I knew it, she had my pants unbuttoned and down around my knees. “Very nice,” she said as she touched my cock through my shorts. I trembled with desire as she put her hand into the fly.

I tried to speak but the words were lodged somewhere down inside my throat. I moaned as I felt a woman’s touch for the first time on my hard shaft. She pushed my shorts down over my hips and began gently stroking my rigid member. Her hand felt like silk as it caressed down the length and I flinched slightly as she cupped my testicles in her hand.

Claire kissed my chest, taking her mouth and gently kissing my erect nipple. A million nerves came to life as her cool tongue traced it’s way across my body. The expert lips of this beautiful woman sent wave after wave of excitement through my body. Gently, smoothly, her mouth made it’s way across my chest and she gently kissed my other nipple. My young male body could not take the attention she was giving it. I tried to hold off but alas the gentle stroking of this soft silky hand was more than I could take.

Claire sensed my impending release and moved her gentle lips up my body, kissing my neck while she continued to minister to my hard cock. I felt the pent up cum in my balls boil to the point that I could hold off no longer! I knew my semen would soon be coming to the surface. “Claire, I’m gonna’……” I moaned as she continued to stroke me. My release came in large blasts of hot sticky fluid. “Claire! Oh Claire,” I groaned as she continued to stroke my cock until all of the life seemed to be drained from it. Claire released my semi rigid member and I was suddenly under the realization that I had ejaculated all over her hand and the front İstanbul Escort of her clothes.

“I’m sorry Claire,” I said as I looked at this beautiful woman.

“It’s ok Jeff,” she said as she pulled herself against me and kissed my neck. “Now that we have that out of the way we’ll get down to business.” Claire flipped on the light switch and I got a good look at her for the first time. She was a knockout. Her form can be described as nothing short of spectacular! She took me by the hand and led me into the bedroom. “Get undressed and wait for me Jeff,” she said as she pushed the door shut.

Still somewhat embarrassed about what had happened I did as Claire told me. I kicked my shoes off and pulled off my socks, trousers and shorts. My nervousness grew again about my ability to recuperate but I was putting it in Claire’s skilled hands. I sat on the edge of the bed, waiting like a child on Christmas morning. The bedroom smelled of cinnamon and apples. I noticed a radio in the corner of the room and walked over to it and turned it on. Bing Crosby’s version of “White Christmas” was playing as I sat back down.

My heart almost stopped as Claire entered the room. She was beautiful! She had changed into a green silk robe that seemed to flow off her body. Around her ample waist was a red ribbon tied in a bow. Claire walked to me and pushed me down so I sat on the edge of the bed. My face was almost straight across from her breasts! She smelled like French perfume and I felt my hormones stir again.

My eyes were fixed on what had to be the most beautiful woman in the world! Claire moved her hand behind her head and pulled the beret that held her hair in place. I watched in slow motion as her hair fell from her head and down onto her shoulders. “Merry Christmas Jeff,” she said as she stepped toward me. Sensing my hesitation, Claire took hold of my hands and guided them to the ribbon. My hands trembled as I fumbled with the lacy tie. Pulling on the ribbon, it came loose and fell to the floor. Her robe fell open and I beheld a sight that to this day I will not forget. Her skin was white and creamy looking. “Touch me Jeff,” she said as she moved her hands to my head. I felt her fingers run through my short hair and I put my hands into her robe.

“Oh yes Jeff,” she moaned as my hands touched her breasts through the white bra that she wore. Her breasts were larger than I had imagined and my cock began to rise to the occasion. I soon had her robe off her shoulders and it fell in a heap at her ankles. I pulled her breasts to my face and I could feel the small drops of perspiration that ran between them. I kissed her chest and the sweet salty taste lingered on my lips as she pulled away. Claire turned around with her back to me. “Unwrap your present young man!” she ordered. My hands shook as I took the snaps of her bra into my between my nervous fingers. One by one my trembling hands pulled the clasps apart. Finally I managed to get them loose and the material slipped from my grasp. Claire walked a few steps and turned around. She faced me and held the cups of her bra under her arms. “Are you ready sugar,” she asked?

I think I mumbled yes but I couldn’t swear to it. Claire released her breasts and slowly, provocatively she pulled the straps of her bra down, just showing the tops of them, leaving the nipples covered. “Please Claire,” I begged as she teased me. Claire smiled and released the bra and my heart bounced in my chest as for the first time in my life I saw a woman’s bare breasts. My mouth watered at the sight of the half-dollar sized nipples that seemed to finish off her luscious globes.

I was closer than I’d ever been to touching a woman. She walked to me and put her hands on the back of my head and pulled my face into the valley between her breasts. I felt at home between those lovely tits and my breathing became labored as I gasped with in pure pleasure.

My cock didn’t let me down. It had grown to an almost full erection and it was standing proudly! Claire released my head and took one of her soft breasts into her hand. She guided the nipple to my mouth. “Lick my nipple Jeff,” she said as she put it against my lips. My tongue darted out and touched the soft tit flesh for the first time. My head spun as I sucked it into my mouth. “Oh my god yes Jeff,” Claire moaned as I felt the nipple harden in my mouth. I sucked on first one breast and then pulled my head away and took the other one between my lips. I gently licked and sucked on the strawberry colored bud for a minute and then she pulled away. Her breasts were more beautiful than all the pinup girls I had seen on the posters.

“Now my panties Jeff,” she said as she moved back to me. I put my hands into her white cotton panties and gently pulled them down her round hips. I pulled her forward and kissed her slightly rounded tummy. I could smell for the first time the sweet odor of a woman’s pussy. My cock sprang to full hardness as the smell danced in my nose. I felt an animal passion rise in me that I didn’t know existed. My hands slid across her ass cheeks as I pulled her panties down and she stepped out of them. “You are so beautiful Claire. So beautiful,” I said as I saw her honey blonde bush just inches from my face. It was glorious!

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My name is Jack and I am 19 years old. My 23 year old friend Mimi came to my house to spend a weekend and her 44 year old mother Mary came to spend some time with my parents. The following occurs during that time.

I am sitting at my computer and listening to music as I see Mary walk into my bedroom wearing a short t-shirt that just covers her FF breasts and short shorts. My cock twitches at the sight of her enter the room, “Hi Mary” I stammer.

She smiles that sweet smile of hers carrying in her hand a drink of iced tea. “Well hello hun,” she says, as she walks up to me. “I’ve brought you something to drink.”

I take the drink from her “thanks mama” I say as I give her the traditional once over loving how her nipples poke through the material of her shirt revealing the fact that she is not wearing a bra and my cock twitches again

“Oh?” she says with a soft laugh before shaking her head. “And when have you decided to start calling me ‘mama’?” she asks.

“Sorry Mary” I say looking slightly flushed. “I guess it was just a habit to call a woman old enough to be my mother ‘mama'”

“It’s quite alright.” she waves her hand, bending over slightly as she places her hands upon her knees, watching me for a moment or so before straightening up and turning about. “If you need anything more, don’t hesitate to call!” she calls, her hips swaying left and right as she walks to the door.

“Hey Mary” I say stopping her as she reaches the door. “Where did Mimi go off to?” I ask.

She turns about where she is standing, blinking for a moment or so. “She’s taking a bath right now, but I just checked on her, and she’s fallen asleep,” she explains to me.

“Oh” I say looking disappointed. “I was going to ask her if she would mind giving me a neck massage. My neck gets stiff after looking at my computer screen for long periods of time.”-

“Oh! Is that all?” she says with a soft laugh. “If you lay on the bed, I’ll give you one. I do give quite the good massage.”

I perk up at hearing this and my cock does as well. “Really Mary? I wouldn’t want to bother you if you had other things to do”

“I’m not doing anything,” she says, waving her hand. She waits for me to get onto the bed. I lay upon my stomach, and then she lightly sits upon my lower back before starting to massage my neck. She leans forward, causing her enormous breasts to gently press into my back as she continues the massage.

I close my eyes and enjoy the massage she is giving my neck and love the feel of her breasts pressing into my back “Mmm Mary Bostancı Escort that feels so good. Thank you for doing this.”

“Of course, it’s no problem sweetheart,” she says sweetly. Her fingers continue rubbing and kneading my neck, feeling the tension. “Ooooooh you’re so tense hun. You need something that will relax you.”

“You have anything in mind Mary?” my mind racing with things she could mean.

She slowly shakes her head. “I haven’t the slightest idea hun.”

I relax my shoulders and sink into the bed more “Oh” I say slightly disappointed. “You might as well give me a full body massage now that you’re engrossed in massaging my neck.”

“Hahaha.” she laughs, shaking her head once more. “Alright hun. But you’ve gotta strip first. Put on a towel.”

“Ok Mary,” I say and get off the bed and walk to the bathroom. The gym shorts that I am wearing are doing nothing to hide the growing erection I have. I walk to the bathroom strip my clothes off and wrap a towel around my waist and walk back to my room.

When I lay back upon the bed she begins to work upon my shoulders and shoulder blades, then moving down my back, as her breasts continue pressing against my back. “Wow.” she pants softly, wiping sweat from her forehead. “It’s so hot.”

“I agree it is very warm Mary,” I say as I sweat from both the heat in my room and the hotness of the proximity of our bodies. “You can turn the heat down if you’d like. The knob is above my desk”-

“Oh no, it’s alright,” she says, soon stripping away the short shirt she is wearing. “I’ll go get a towel,” she murmurs as she tosses aside the shirt, and gets up from the bed before moving to the bathroom.

I lay on the bed, my cock now painfully hard beneath me as I wait for Mary to get back from the bathroom.

Mary returns, a towel wrapped about both her huge tits and wide hips, although both hardly cover her at all. She mounts my legs, and begins working on my lower back.

I moan as I feel her mount me again and her soft hands running firmly but sensually along my back. “Oh Mary that feels so good.”

“I’m glad,” she says, continuing her massaging. “Although, you seem to be getting quite horny. I had noticed your huge erection when you got up and she grins. “Do I make you horny Jack?”

I blush at the question, “Yes you do Mary. I can’t help it. Your big breasts and wide hips are to die for.”

“Well thank you.” she says, and bends down to run her tongue up and down my back. “You like my tits?” she asks.

I moan as her tongue runs Ümraniye Escort a wet trail up and down my back. “Oh yes Mary. They are wonderful.”

Her tongue moves upwards, and she flips me over quickly before kissing me hard upon the mouth, forcefully pressing her tongue into my mouth before she begins grinding her hips against mine.

I am shocked at the kiss but being as horny as I am I melt right into it and push my tongue deep into her mouth and rip the towels from her body as we engage each other in a passionate kiss.

“Oh Jack.” she says, feeling her mother’s milk spurt out onto my chest, as her tits are pressed hard into my chest.

I pull her down to me and kiss her hard on the mouth and run my hands all over her back. Roaming them over the soft flesh of her back and down to her ass where I squeeze gently.

She giggles, always enjoying her ass being squeezed. “Oh yeeeeeaaah.” she moans out. “Would you love to fuck my titties?”

“Would I?!” I exclaim. “I would love to Mary” and I flip her over. I get up so I am kneeling over her chest.

She grins, watching my bulging cock. “Made for my cunt!” she says happily.

I put my cock between her massive tits and it disappears as she pushes her breasts together. I begin pumping my cock between her titties and moan at the softness of her skin. “Using a special moisturizer Mary?”-

“Cum,” she says with another grin. “It keeps the skin so smooth. Now fuck those huge titties hard baby! Ride my tits like a bull!”

I smile at the word ‘cum’ and I begin to fuck her massive breasts harder and faster. The smoothness of her skin has my cock getting even harder.

She feels my hard cock slide between her breasts, unable to see it, although the tip of it pokes out, and she knows that I will cum all over her face. “I want you to shoot your load onto my face.”

“Oh Mary I’d love to see your face covered in my hot cum.” I begin to fuck her titties even faster and soon I feel my load start to build in my balls. “I’m gonna cum soon Mary!!” I tell her.

“Cum baby! Cum all over my face!” she cries, her pussy soaking wet, and dripping with her precum.

I fuck her titties hard a few more times and then I explode shooting my cum onto her face and over the tops of her breasts. “Oh Mary I’m cummming!”

She moans, feeling her pussy start leaking even more. “Fuck me! Fuck me hard Jack!” she yells. “Cum hard into my tight, tight little pussy!

I remove my still hard cock from between her breasts and push it hard into her tight cunt Anadolu Yakası Escort and ram hard and fast in and out of her. “Oh Mary your pussy is surprisingly tight for your age.” I tell her.

“Sex works wonders for me.” she moans, feeling me cram my cock deep and hard into her tight cunt.

“Oh I believe it Mary.” I say between moans and I suck on her tits tasting my leftover cum on them and slap her hips as I continue to fuck her pussy.

“Oh yes! Punish me Jack!” she cries, rocking her hips to slam me harder into her pussy. “Slap my ass! My hips! Whip me hard!”

I flip her over so she’s kneeling on all fours on my bed and I ram hard and fast into her again and again. “Mary I’m going to make you mine.” I say as I slap her ass and hips hard.

“I’m yours baby. I’m yours! Punish my pussy with your hard cock!!” Her tits bounce up and down wildly, slapping her face hard as I fuck her.

I continue to fuck her pussy hard and fast and reach underneath her to fondle her massive breasts pinching and tweaking her nipples. “Mary your pussy is amazing.”

Without a word she starts squirting all over my cock, her pussy clenching it hard. “Sooooon of a bitch! I haven’t orgasmed this hard in years!” she cries, throwing her head back before her top half collapses onto the bed, leaving her hips lifted towards me.

As she squirts her pussy juice all over me I continue pumping my cock in and out of her tight pussy and I feel my load start to build in my balls. “Oh Mary I’m going to cum soon!!”

Suddenly she presses me onto my back, and then jumps up and down on my cock with her tight pussy. “Cum my horny little boy! Cum!” Her tight pussy grips my cock tightly and as she rides me I lose control and shoot my load deep into her welcoming pussy “oh Maryyyy I’m cummmmming!!” I shout.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” She moans, feeling my hot cum impregnate her. “If I have a baby I’ll let you and Mimi take care of it” she tells my as I shoot my seed deep inside her.

“You will be involved in this child’s life as much as you were in your own children’s lives” I say as the last of my cum oozes out of my cock and I collapse further into the bed all my energy gone “You sure are a great fuck Mary” I say.

“This will give you some experience.” She says, cuddling up as she falls next to me. “Just for a little while. I’ll always be there for any of my children.” She says.

“You are a great mother and great friend Mary. I’m glad I had the chance to meet your daughter and get to know her as well as I have.” I say as I pull her close to me and kiss her lips gently.

She kisses my back, lightly stroking my head. “You’re going to be a good husband some day,” she says with a smile. “So what do you want to do now?”

“I am exhausted Mary. Let’s just cuddle for a while.” I tell her with a big smile.

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‘He’s a pig!’ I complained to my friend, Susan, as we sipped our coffee at the local Costa. ‘He’s certainly not the man I married.’

‘I think we’ve all seen what he can be like Kathryn; I don’t know how you cope with him,’ she replied.

‘John was so different when we married Sue, but he’s piled on a massive amount of weight and he drinks so much that I swear he might be an alcoholic.’ I paused, mulling over the last few years that had seen my life with John deteriorate so much. ‘It’s embarrassing going anywhere with him where normal people might be because he ends up so drunk and he’s so big now that I swear he hasn’t even seen his own dick in years!’

‘I did wonder how you guys managed to have sex without you getting crushed,’ Sue laughed.

‘Oh, we haven’t had sex in ages,’ I scoffed. ‘It must be close to twenty years now since I last had sex, not that I’d want to have sex with him anymore.’

‘I don’t know how you cope Kathryn, I know I couldn’t live without sex,’ Sue sighed.

‘It’s easy when that fat drunk is your only option,’ I laughed.

‘Why don’t you leave him then? God knows, you have enough cause!’

‘You don’t understand Sue,’ I cried, ‘I’m too old to start again. I just have to accept that this is my life and I’m stuck with it.’

‘There are always alternatives Kathryn so just because your current life is terrible, it doesn’t mean that you can’t find a different life.’

Sue and I had been friends for about five years, having worked together before I retired earlier in the year. Having just turned sixty years old I’d decided that I’d had enough of the rat race and wanted to relax, though relaxation was hard to come by with John at home all the time. He claimed he’d also retired but the reality was that his drinking and weight meant he couldn’t keep a job so was effectively unemployed. He was a few years older than me and was a heart attack waiting to happen with his way of life. He certainly wasn’t the man I’d married forty years previously and although it might sound harsh, I simply didn’t love him anymore and hadn’t for a long time. It didn’t help that although I’d now entered my sixties, I remained active, ate healthily and I was in pretty good shape.

‘You still need to get out Kathryn,’ Sue replied. ‘Look, we’re having a few friends over for dinner next Saturday; why don’t you come over and enjoy yourself?’

‘What about the pig?’ I asked.

‘Bring him along if you have to, it’s OK. He’ll be passed out in a corner before long anyway and I’ll make sure you’re not left alone.’

‘OK Sue, I’ll come,’ I eventually responded. ‘If you’re sure you don’t mind John being an embarrassment, I’d love to get out for a change.’

It was never entirely pleasant going anywhere with John, especially with civilised people but I reasoned that pretty much everyone I knew was aware of John and I generally received sympathy for having to put up with him. I’d often thought about leaving him but whenever I came close to such a move, I always backed out, too afraid to be alone. I doubted he’d be able to cope at all without me.

Sue was a wonderful friend and I had always felt I could trust her implicitly but as I drove home to the pig, I was saddened by the fact that she had poked a bit of a raw nerve when she’d mentioned sex. I had no desire at all to have sex with John but even at 60 years old, I did miss having sex and had done for a very long time. We hadn’t even slept in the same room for the last ten years but at least once I had my own room I was able to secretly buy a vibrator to give me some sort of pleasure. It was a long time, that was for sure and at my age I knew I may not get to experience sex again but at least I had good friends like Sue and I hoped that Saturday would provide a brief distraction to my daily woes.

Unfortunately, when Saturday finally arrived, John did decide to tag along, probably because he saw an opportunity for free booze. He’d had a few before we even left the house and as soon as we arrived at Sue’s place, he immediately helped himself to a large single malt while ignoring the normal social niceties.

‘I’m so sorry Sue,’ I said, immediately wishing I hadn’t bothered coming.

‘Don’t be silly Kathryn,’ she reassured me, ‘it’s all absolutely fine.’ She called her husband over from another couple. ‘Paul, can you make sure John knows where that bottle of Glenmorangie is as I’m sure he’d appreciate such a fine scotch?’

”Certainly darling,’ he replied cheerfully, moving immediately over to where John was already helping himself to a second drink.

‘Don’t encourage him Sue!’ I protested, sure that the evening would just get worse.

‘Don’t you worry Kathryn,’ she smiled, ‘I know what I’m doing.’

Paul is a very kind and considerate man and I’d always considered Sue to be a lucky woman having such a husband. He had only recently turned fifty but kept himself in very good shape and even at that age, he was still a very good looking man. More than once I’d looked at Paul and envied Sue for being able to have such a man make love to her while I only had John. The reality was that Kartal Escort for pretty much the whole of the five years I’d known Sue and Paul, my sexual fantasies had entirely centred on Paul ravishing me. My jealousy aside, they made a good couple. Men seem to age better than women but even at forty seven, Sue was a beautiful woman. She had silky blonde hair, smooth skin, a slim figure with long legs and full breasts so I guess Paul was as lucky as Sue. I was interrupted from my mental undressing of Paul by Sue, who was wanting to introduce me to someone.

‘Kathryn, let me introduce you to Dan who has agreed to be your escort for the evening. He’s an architect, unattached and has been keen to look after you this evening since I told him about your situation.’

I was faced with a young man of between forty and forty five with a warm smile and very well dressed. I began to wonder if every other man in the world was gorgeous or if it just seemed that way because I was stuck with the pig that was John. Either way, Dan was very easy on the eye and I was flattered that such a man was prepared to waste his time on me.

‘I’m pleased to meet you,’ I said, shaking his hand. ‘Thank you for so gallantly offering to be my escort but you really don’t have to tie yourself down to an old woman like me when I’m sure you can find more appealing company.’

‘Not at all Kathryn, I’m sure you’re captivating company and what sort of man would I be if I ignored your ……’ he paused for thought, ‘…..situation.’

I glanced over towards John, who was busy helping himself to another large scotch.

‘Yes,’ I replied slowly, ‘and not a very good situation.’

‘Then I’ll have to see if I can do something to improve your situation,’ he said warmly as he disarmed me with his friendly smile.

With the exception of John’s drunkenness, I had a wonderful evening thanks to Dan, who offered excellent companionship. He was a ready and understanding listener while also managing to keep my spirits up with a range of jokes and witty stories. The evening flew by and all too soon it was time to head home, which meant having to help John’s drunken carcass into a taxi. Fortunately, Dan was at hand to help and accompanied me in the taxi to make sure that I was able to get John into the house. With him safely deposited on the bed, I escorted Dan to the door.

‘Will you be alright Kathryn?’ he asked.

‘Yes, I’m fine as he’ll be out for the night now and we haven’t slept together for some time anyway.’

‘You deserve better Kathryn.’

‘Perhaps, but at my age I’m unlikely to get a better offer.’

‘I think you’re too modest Kathryn, many men would love to be with a woman a lovely as you,’ he replied.

I wasn’t sure but it felt like there was a ‘moment’ between us. I dismissed the idea as the foolish hopes of an old woman, though I knew that Dan would feature heavily in my fantasies when I went to bed and tried to find some sense of satisfaction with my vibrator.

‘May I kiss you goodnight?’ he asked.

Assuming he meant nothing more than the customary peck on the cheek, I moved towards him for his kiss but was surprised when he kissed me on my lips instead. I was shocked to say the least and as he held me, I thought I felt the outline of his cock pressing against me. The kiss seemed to last forever and I certainly did nothing to stop him. When we finally parted I was unsure what to say so after an awkward pause, he politely said he hoped he would see me again and while I was still gathering my thoughts, he’d gone.

Lying in bed that night, I couldn’t stop thinking about Dan and most of all, I couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss. Was it really as loving and tender as it seemed? How could it be anything other than simply a goodnight kiss? Was that really his cock I’d felt as he kissed me? He didn’t feel completely hard but I was sure I could feel his cock pressing against me and there was no denying that as I lay there in bed, my pussy was distinctly wet at the thought of a man other than Paul for the first time in many years. It might have only been an old woman’s fantasy but it was still lovely to lie in bed and think of a good looking man giving me pleasure again for the first time in years.

Sue phoned the next morning and immediately asked me how I liked Dan.

‘He was very nice,’ I replied, not wanting to say just how much I liked him. ‘Thank you for making sure I had such a lovely evening with good company.’

‘Yes, I’ve often had a little fantasy about Dan myself,’ Sue laughed.

‘I didn’t mean that!’ I protested.

‘Well, you’d be a very unusual woman if you didn’t! I’m a very happily married woman and the idea of having sex with Dan even makes me wet!’ she said, rather more candidly than I expected. ‘Anyway, I’m pleased you enjoyed yourself for a change and you seem to have made quite an impression on Dan too.’

‘I’m sure he’ll soon forget about an old woman like me,’ I chuckled, while secretly hoping that what Sue said was true. ‘What makes you think I made an impression on him?’

‘Only that he’s already phoned Tuzla Escort this morning to say that he hopes you’ll be at one of our other little gatherings and to ask if he could have your mobile number,’ she said knowingly.

It seemed barely credible that someone of Dan’s age would have any interest in a woman in her sixties, especially a man as good looking as him, yet I knew that Sue wouldn’t lie to me. Even so, a relationship of any kind seemed impossible. Leaving John certainly wouldn’t be the biggest problem but a relationship with a man fifteen to twenty years my junior surely couldn’t last.

‘As much as I like Dan, a relationship with such a young man would never work Sue and you know that as well as I do,’ I said, voicing my doubts.

‘Perhaps not a conventional relationship, no, but that doesn’t make it impossible Kathryn, as long as you’re open-minded enough,’ replied Sue, somewhat cryptically.

‘You mean just have sex with him,’ I said, stating the obvious.

‘What’s wrong with that?’ she asked.

‘I’m not a slut Sue so something is very wrong with that!’ I argued.

‘You do miss sex don’t you?’ asked Sue.

‘Yes, of course I do.’

‘And you haven’t had sex with anyone for about twenty years?’ she asked, confirming what I’d already told her.

‘No, I haven’t,’ I replied, feeling dejected again.

‘Then you don’t sound like much a slut Kathryn and even if you did have sex with Dan, one guy in twenty years still doesn’t make you a slut.’

I couldn’t really argue that it would because clearly that would be ridiculous so Sue decided to continue. ‘If we’ve established that you’d like to enjoy sex again and we know that Dan is interested, the only question now is if the idea of sex with Dan appeals to you,’ she persisted.

‘He’s young and good looking with a great body so obviously it’s a nice idea,’ I confessed, ‘but what would people say?’

‘Why do you care and why would they have to know?’ Sue asked. ‘Maybe the only people who have to know are the people who genuinely care about you and therefore don’t mind.’ After a few moments of silence, Sue decided to push things forward. ‘Why don’t you come over a week on Saturday but leave John at home this time? It would give you a chance to taste life without John and also give you an opportunity to get to know Dan better in an environment you’re comfortable with.’

I couldn’t deny that such an opportunity was very appealing so it didn’t take long for me to accept her invitation. Following my conversation with Sue, I wasn’t entirely surprised to get a phone call from Dan a couple of days later but I was very excited.

‘Hi, Sue, it’s Dan from the other night,’ he said by way of introduction.

‘Hi Dan, I wasn’t expecting a call from you,’ I lied, ‘what can I do for you?’

‘I just wanted to make sure you were OK.’

‘John’s a drunk and a pig but he’s not dangerous,’ I laughed.

‘Then I guess I just wanted an excuse to talk to you.’

‘Do you need an excuse?’ I teased.

‘Well, you are a married woman so some might see me phoning as inappropriate.’

‘That would depend on your intentions towards me Dan; are they strictly honourable?’ I asked.

‘I think that depends on you and how you define “strictly honourable”‘ he replied cryptically.

I wasn’t sure where to go from there without giving away too much so I stayed silent for a moment.

‘Sue tells me they’ve invited us both to their place for dinner a week on Saturday,’ he finally continued. ‘I do hope you’re intending to go because I’d love to see you again and perhaps get better acquainted. I believe we’re the only guests.’

‘A sort of double date then,’ I quipped.

‘I hope so,’ he replied, ‘I’d like that very much.’

As much as I tried to tell myself that I was reading too much into his words, it certainly did sound as though he was interested so for the next week and a half my mind was filled with thoughts of Dan and the possibilities that Sue had presented to me. Even though it sounded impossible and too good to be true, every night ended with me in my bed and my fingers wandering down to my moist and long forgotten opening.

The new set of batteries I’d bought for my vibrator were put to good use and I marvelled at its life-like form as I held it in my hand and imagined it was Dan’s cock that was hard for me. I let it trail down my body and between my legs, rubbing the head over my clitoris. Although long dormant, my body started to awaken and I half closed my eyes as I whispered Dan’s name and started to ease the vibrator into my tight pussy. The vibrations from the mechanism were driving me crazy but most of all I loved the thought of me stretching around Dan’s manhood and feeling him filling me up. I was surprised when I came after only moving the vibrator inside me a few times and even more surprised that the same pattern was repeated every night. Clearly I was missing sex even more than I thought! I must have been desperate because John was never that good even when he was younger, though he wasn’t as big as this 7 inch vibrator either. Anadolu Yakası Escort I think it’s fair to say that the days dragged by at a laborious pace until the appointed day arrived.

As it was a beautiful summer’s day, I wore a light, strappy dress and as a result of the design, quite a low cut bra, which I made sure made the most of my cleavage. When I arrived, Dan was already there and greeted me warmly with a kiss on my cheek. The innocent nature of his greeting suggested that he hadn’t told Sue and Paul about what happened when we parted last time. It was either that or I’d imagined the whole thing as looking back, that part of the evening did have a rather dreamlike quality. I’m not sure what I was expecting but it was certainly different to what I experienced. I suppose I’d anticipated a little awkwardness and perhaps some sexual tension but in fact, the evening turned out to be very relaxed and comfortable.

We sipped some quality wine and enjoyed a lovely meal that was peppered with pleasant, light conversation. It was quite at odds with nights out I usually had to endure with John. Dan was the perfect gentleman and was certainly very attentive. For a while I thought Sue and I must have been mistaken about Dan’s interest in me and he was simply a very polite young man but as we finished dessert, he rested his hand on my thigh beneath the table. My heart skipped a beat but I did nothing to remove it and simply gave him a slight smile to indicate my approval.

It was starting to get dark outside by the time we finished the meal as we were chatting at the table for quite a while. Moving to the lounge and some more comfortable chairs might have been more sensible but I was enjoying having Dan’s hand gently caressing my thigh and I suspect Sue and Paul knew what was going on so didn’t want to break the spell. Eventually, Sue announced that it was time Paul helped her to clear the table and suggested that Dan and I went for a stroll around their large garden while they cleared up.

We walked for a while in silence, hand in hand before finally sitting on a bench at the far and secluded end of the garden.

‘I’m having a wonderful evening,’ I eventually said, breaking the silence. ‘Thank you for being my date.’

‘I’m having a great time too,’ he replied. ‘You’re a very interesting and beautiful woman Kathryn.’

‘So is this a date we’re on?’ I asked, deciding I had to be a bit more direct, if only to put me out of my misery.

‘I hope so, if you’d like it to be that,’ he replied with his usual disarming smile.

‘I don’t know how serious a date it can be between a good looking young man like you and an old woman like me but you have at least made this old woman feel better than she’s felt in a long time.’

‘I’d like to make you feel a lot better,’ he whispered as he leaned in to kiss me.

The sexual implication was clear and I found myself concluding that even if this couldn’t last, I still wanted to see where it would take me. I closed my eyes and slightly parted my lips to accept his tender kiss. His tongue gently started to explore my mouth and as I drifted on the magic of the moment, he took me in his arms and started to kiss me more passionately. I could feel myself getting wet almost immediately and couldn’t help wondering what he would be like naked. It was clear he had a great body and I had no doubt that he’d have a fantastic cock as well. After so many years, I imagined that any cock would probably look great! I think that until that moment I hadn’t fully appreciated just how much I longed to be taken by a man again and I was desperate to reach out and touch him but I was too nervous.

Instead, I felt his hand move up my body and cup my left breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. I sighed softly at his touch and did nothing to halt his progress; I just didn’t want him to stop. Moving from my lips, he started to kiss my neck and I let my hand come to rest on the back of his head. As he moved down my neck, he deftly eased the strap of my dress off my shoulder and although I knew it was impossible for us to go too far here, I couldn’t bring myself to do anything to stop him just yet. Eventually he kissed the top of my breast and I moaned softly as my nipples were aching for further contact. With slow and gentle movements, he eased down the front of my dress and bra so that I could suddenly feel the cool evening breeze on my exposed nipples.

‘Oh Dan,’ I moaned, hoping he would go just a little further before we had to stop. It had been so long since I’d had a man pleasuring me that I needed to hold onto that magical moment in case it never came again.

I felt his tongue flick over my sensitive nipple before he sucked it into his mouth. All I could do was hold the back of his head and pray this moment would never end as he skilfully sucked on my breast and lightly took the sensitive nipple between his teeth. I was very wet by now and couldn’t resist moving my hand to his crotch any longer. My heart was pounding with desire when I discovered he was hard and seemed to have impressively sized equipment. He was certainly bigger than John had ever been and was probably even bigger than my vibrator but the thing that excited me most was that it was me who had made this good looking young man hard with desire. There’s very little that will flatter and thrill an older woman than knowing she can still make a man hard.

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My name is Susan and I’ve led a fairly sheltered life compared to some of the wild stories you can read about online but I guess they’re probably the exception rather than the rule. Mine was a good middle class upbringing in Cheshire in the UK and I have a lot to be thankful for. I had a good job in marketing, I earned a healthy salary that would allow me to retire in a few years and I had a loving husband as well as two daughters who have now left home and are forging their own paths in life. At 53 years old I was painfully aware that time was running out and that realisation that you have more years behind you than are facing you tends to make a woman stop and think. It has certainly made this woman stop and think!

The trouble was that I had no idea at all what it was I needed as there wasn’t anything obviously missing in my life. This question had been troubling me for a while and not for the first time I found myself lamenting this fact to my good friend Rachel. We had grown up together, dated together and lost our virginity at about the same time so I suppose you could say that in many ways, her life tended to mirror my own. The obvious difference between us was that Rachel was divorced last year while I was still happily married.

“I just don’t know what it is Rach, I have everything yet I just know that something is missing” I complained as we chatted over tea in my kitchen one day.

“Just stop looking then and whatever you need will probably just arrive and surprise you when it’s good and ready.”

“I suppose you’re right,” I sighed “but what about you?”

“What about me?”

“Well, I feel sorry for you as you’re divorced and living by yourself.” This always seemed like the worst fate imaginable to me but I was surprised when she laughed it off so casually.

“Don’t feel sorry for me hun, I’m having the best time of my life!”

“How can you?” I replied, “At our age there can’t be many opportunities to socialise as a singleton.”

“I used to think that too but with so many people getting divorced, you’d be amazed at the opportunities out there. I have plenty of men available in my life now and I can decide if I want something serious or just a fling. I’m a modern woman!” she smiled and she certainly did look very pleased with herself.

“You don’t just have one-night stands do you Rach? You don’t want to be a slut!”

“Don’t be ridiculous Sue,” she laughed “this isn’t the dark ages and we’re not young girls anymore. I’ve dated some of the men quite a few times and it can be reasonably serious but with others it’s just sex and it has been both a revelation and a real pleasure.”

I couldn’t think what to say and just sat there open-mouthed.

“Oh don’t look at me like that, we may be getting on a bit but this last year has been a sexual awakening for me.”

“How do you mean?” I asked, genuinely curious.

“Things were different when we grew up Sue, we were restricted by expectation and convention but people don’t care about that as much anymore. I’d only ever sucked my husband’s cock before my divorce but I’ve sucked loads of them now and let me tell you, there are better ones out there than I ever had in my marriage and that’s before they even fuck me!”

“Rachel!!” I gasped, stunned at the way she was talking. “I thought you were happy with Ken.” Her husband had been a very decent looking man with a good body and when we’d been on holiday together and relaxing by the pool, it looked like he was better endowed than my own husband, Rob.

“I was but then I didn’t really know any different. We were both married quite young and we hadn’t really had a wide experience of boys before we were married so I’m making up for lost time. Perhaps that’s what you need.”

I was shocked. “You think I should get a divorce?”

“No, absolutely not. If you’re happy in your marriage then stick with it. All I’m saying is that your experience of men is as limited as mine was last year but you still have a great body so perhaps you should just try someone else to see what you’ve been missing. Even without a steady partner I bet I’ve had more sex than you in the last year and I bet I’ve tried more things too.”

“That’s not true!” I retorted. I was immediately defensive of the sex life I shared with Rob, though I wasn’t sure why as it hardly had the first throes of youthful passion. If I was lucky it was a quick Saturday night fumble that was over pretty quickly and I’d never experienced an orgasm with him. He was only about 5 inches and could never quite hit the right spot but he was my husband and I did love him so I felt duty bound to defend his performance. Rachel could tell I wasn’t even convincing myself.

“Really? Have you sucked his cock? Have you had him cum in your mouth? Have you had a cock so big you thought it would rip you in two? Have you had a cock in your bum?” she challenged.

I wasn’t sure how to respond I was so stunned by what she’d said.

“You’ve done all that in the last year?” I asked, unconvinced.

She smiled confidently, “And more” she İstanbul Escort proudly proclaimed, knowing she’d won this particular contest.

Days later I was still churning over my conversation with Rachel. What she’d said really had shocked me, yet I was also troubled by how accurate she’d been and how curious I’d been feeling ever since. The reality was that my sex life was a bit mundane and as much as I loved Rob, he’d never really fully satisfied me in bed. What’s more, all of the sexual detail Rachel mentioned was also true; I’d only ever sucked my husband’s cock and I’d rarely even done that. No man had ever cum in my mouth and though it didn’t particularly appeal to me, it still felt like I’d missed out on an experience compared to Rachel. My pussy had never felt even close to being stretched by a man and I’d certainly never had a cock in my back door. Again, it didn’t really appeal to me but I equally couldn’t say I wouldn’t love it because I’d never tried.

I thought about trying some of this with Rob but soon dismissed the idea. He’d be too shocked by such suggestions and did I really want to try new experiences with a man who had never really satisfied me and more recently appeared to have given up trying? I was caught between two stools as I didn’t want to lose Rob but the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to try something new. My sex life was indeed the only part of my life that wasn’t completely to my satisfaction so perhaps this really was what I’d been needing without ever realising it.

This torture went on for a couple of weeks and I found myself using my trusty vibrator more than usual. These sessions invariably involved me imagining it was another man’s cock and thinking of me doing all the wild things Rachel had described. I even tried putting it in my bum and found that if I used lots and lots of lube, it could go in and feel quite good but more than anything, I yearned to suck a man until he came in my mouth and finally have my pussy properly filled with a big, hard cock.

Eventually I couldn’t resist these feelings any longer so I decided to see what might be out there and joined a message board for people looking for sexual partners. I was VERY cautious so my profile contained only the barest minimum of information and at first I didn’t even post a picture. This didn’t get me very far so I eventually uploaded a picture of my tits as they’re still reasonably firm and a healthy 38DD. Posting such a picture felt like a really wicked thing to do and I couldn’t quite believe I was going that far. I decided that was it and if nothing happened I wouldn’t go any further.

A couple of days later I was checking my profile and getting thoroughly depressed by the disgusting men who said nothing more sophisticated than: ‘I’ll fuck your wet cunt so hard it’ll be sore for a week’. Call me old fashioned but that just did nothing at all for me and I was surprised it would work with any woman. I was just about to sign off and give up for good when another message came through. I almost didn’t bother reading it but it turned out to be different to the rest.

The man was younger than me at 42 years old and was very polite in his message. He was called Jack and described himself as a professional of average height and build who wanted to have a ‘no frills’ relationship with a woman that was based on mutual fun but he also wanted to treat a lady with the respect she deserved. He was clearly educated and sounded very genuine. He’d sent a picture including his face and while he wasn’t a movie star, he was an attractive guy with a good body and a warm smile. Something in his eyes made me feel like I would be comfortable with him so with a pounding heart, I sent him an immediate reply saying I was happy to hear from him and would like to know more. I expected another private message but instead he suggested using the webcam app. I was cautious but reasoned that it would give me a better opportunity to see if he was right for what I wanted.

I was a little sneaky when the webcams came to life because I had mine pointing to the wall so he couldn’t see me. This was partly because I was feeling rather shy and partly because I wasn’t expecting this so wanted time to put on something that was a bit sexier. He had a lovely smile and his voice was deep and sexy. His hair was a little thin and I could tell from his partially unbuttoned shirt that he had a hairy chest. This isn’t too fashionable these days but I’m an old-fashioned girl and I confess I like a man to have some hair on his chest.

“I think there’s something wrong with your webcam as I can’t see you,” he said with a slight chuckle.

“I’m sorry, I’m new to this and I’m a bit nervous,” I explained as I hastily put on a very low cut top to make the most of my cleavage.

“It’s OK, I understand completely,” he replied warmly, “I’m pretty new to this myself and I only want to meet someone if it’s absolutely right for both of us so if there’s anything you want to know, please feel free to ask.”

It was a very promising start and we chatted for about thirty minutes about all sorts of things. Like me, he was married and like me, his sex life was unfulfilling but he didn’t Kadıköy Escort want to leave her. So far so good. Eventually he asked me something a little more direct. “So, what sort of things do you like in bed Susie? If we do meet up I want you to enjoy the experience as much as possible.”

I’d decided to keep a variant of my own name as it seemed pointless to make up a new one. Anyone speaking to me would probably assume I’d made my name up anyway. I thought about making up a response to this question but eventually decided there was no point.

“I think my life has been a bit sheltered so far so I’d like to try lots of oral sex and maybe even some anal. I’d love to feel a man cum in my ass but more than anything I just want a man with a good size cock to fuck my pussy as my husband’s is quite small.”

Speaking so graphically felt very strange but also very exciting. Even saying the word ‘cock’ out loud made me feel a bit slutty but it also made me feel excited.

“Well that all sounds good to me,” he smiled. “I’m not sure what you’re classing as a ‘big cock’ but mine is 8 inches if that’s of any use to you.”

I felt a distinct tingle between my legs at the thought of having such a large cock inside me and I found myself licking my lips. Was I really doing this? Was I really talking to a strange man about the possibility of having sex with him? It seemed crazy but it was also captivating and exciting. I felt alive in a way I hadn’t experienced in a very long time.

“That sounds perfect,” I responded, barely able to get my breath. “Do you have any proof?”

“I don’t keep pictures of it if that’s what you mean but I can get it out and show it to you if that would be OK with you?”

“Yes, that would be fine,” I responded, unable to believe what was happening.

He stood up and undid his trousers before pushing them down with his underpants and I was treated to a really beautiful sight for any woman. His pubic region was closely trimmed and his balls were shaved. They looked big and heavy but what really captured my attention was his cock. It was only partially inflated with blood but it was already the size of Rob’s best erection and I was in no doubt that he was all of the 8 inches he claimed. I just sat, staring at him and squirming on my seat. I ran my tongue over my lips, fantasising about having him in my mouth and my hand had found its way to my increasingly wet pussy. I was so transfixed by what I saw on the screen that I didn’t say a word so eventually Jack broke the silence.

“Are you still there? I hope that’s alright and you’re not too disappointed.”

“No, No, not at all, you have a fantastic cock,” I blurted out. “It’s perfect and just what I was hoping for.”

“Good,” he replied, clearly relieved. “If you don’t mind turning your camera towards you, you might be able to see it a bit bigger” he teased. I’d forgotten all about my webcam, I was so transfixed by the sight on my computer screen. I was increasingly convinced that I might go through with this so I hesitantly turned to camera towards me and smiled a very nervous smile. Now it was me hoping he wasn’t too disappointed in what he saw.

“You’re a very beautiful woman Susie,” he complimented me and I noticed his cock start to swell a bit more. “You have fantastic tits; I’d love to play with them. Would you mind getting them out for me as I’d love to see them?”

I thought for a moment but it seemed a bit selfish to refuse as he was already showing me his incredible cock and he’d already seen them anyway on the picture I posted with my profile. I quickly removed my top and unhooked my bra, freeing my breasts and allowing him to see them properly. “They’re incredible!” he responded and his cock immediately became very hard indeed. It was a magnificent sight, standing proudly in front of him, long and thick and I was thrilled that I had been able to get such a big cock that hard at my age.

“That’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen,” was all I could say, “it’s beautiful. You seem to like my tits so what would you like to do with them?” I asked.

“I’d love to suck your nipples hard Susie and place my cock between them so that I could fuck them. If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to cum all over them as well as other parts of your sexy body.” He was stroking his long shaft as we spoke and I felt jealous that I couldn’t touch it myself at that moment. I dearly wanted it in my hand and in my mouth, though I wasn’t sure how much of it would actually fit in my mouth. I was sure that sucking Jack’s cock would be a very different experience to the odd time I’d sucked my husband. This was a real man who would dominate me with his cock and I felt thrilled by the idea of having such a man have me and use my body for his pleasure. My fingers were working hard on my soaked pussy and a strange feeling was building inside me when he asked me directly, “Well Susie, do you think we could have a good time together and my cock is what you’re looking for?”

“Oh God yes” I gasped as I chased that powerful feeling that was developing inside me. He was stroking his cock harder now and I dearly wished it was me wrapped around it instead of his hand. “I’d love your Ataşehir Escort cock in me right now. Show me the cum you’re going to shoot deep inside me” I blurted out.

“Here it comes and it’s all for you babes” he grunted as jet loads of thick cum shot from his cock. When he came, he came strongly, shooting 4 or 5 large jets of cum through the air before they were followed by some smaller ones. I was right with him and as soon as I saw all of his cum, waves of pleasure washed over me and I experienced my first orgasm, leaving me completely breathless. It was the most satisfying sexual experience I’d ever had and I hadn’t even touched his cock, never mind had it inside me. If this was a taste of what was to come, I was going to have a fantastic time.

“That was incredible Jack! I’m very nervous about doing this but I certainly want to if you’re still interested?”

“Of course I am, when can we meet?”

My husband is away next weekend if that suits you. Could you arrange a hotel room for then?” I asked, sure I didn’t want to do this in either of our homes.

“That’s perfect. Could you do me a favour before we meet?”

“If I can, yes” I replied, eager to do all I could to make this new experience perfect.

“Have no sexual activity of any kind between now and then. You can think about our meeting but no pleasuring yourself and no sex with your husband. I want you really needing my cock when the day comes.”

That was no problem for me as I rarely had sex with Rob anyway these days and I was excited by the prospect of needing his cock that badly. “I can do that if you will do the same. I want your balls to be full of cum as there’s a lot I intend doing with you.”

Jack readily agreed and we parted with a definite date and time arranged. As the days dragged by the whole experience on the webcams seemed surreal. I was a happily married, mature, middle-class Cheshire housewife who had very limited experience and might have been described as a prude before this yet just days ago I’d had cybersex with a strange man, arranged to meet him for sex and talked to him about needing his cum in me. It didn’t sound like me at all yet I couldn’t deny that the days were dragging by slowly as the longed for day approached at a laborious pace. Every night I was going to bed with thoughts of him ravishing my body and giving me all of the new experiences I’d been craving recently.

This might be a one-off experience that I’d never repeat and it might be an experience I’d regret but it was also something I knew I had to at least try. Nevertheless, there were some legitimate concerns and not the obvious ones like possibly being found out. For the vast majority of my life I’d only ever experienced my husband’s small penis and there had only been one other before him. It was a distant memory now and it was over quite quickly but I don’t remember him being a remarkable size. He was bigger than my husband but not by that much; perhaps an extra inch. With such limited and small experience, I was a little concerned if I’d be able to actually fit Jack’s cock inside me. I’d also seen him cum and my ambition to have a man cum in my mouth was looking a little shaky. I wasn’t even sure how effectively I could suck that monster, let alone being able to cope with the volume he seemed able to ejaculate. I didn’t even consider giving him access to my rear!

The days ticked by in this confused state as I was torn by conflicting emotions but finally the day of our meeting arrived. Rob had left the house in the morning to go on a golfing weekend with some friends so after a long and fantasy laden lie-in, I had the whole afternoon to get ready. I took a long and relaxing bubble bath and took the opportunity to carefully shave my pussy. I deliberately selected a low cut bra with a matching thong and though it felt a little stereotypical, I also went for stockings instead of my usual tights. My dress was soft, smooth and revealing with a plunging neckline and relatively short length but most of all, I selected it because I knew it could be easily removed when the time came. High heels completed the look and as I looked in the mirror, I was reasonably happy with what I saw. I may have been 53 years old but I still had a good figure, I didn’t look my age and men always liked my ample breasts so I reasoned that Jack could do a lot worse.

Driving my blue BMW to the hotel was a challenge as my heart was beating so fast that I thought I was going to pass out. More than once I thought about turning back and settling for my vibrator but I knew that if I didn’t go through with this I’d spend the rest of my life wondering what I’d missed. I couldn’t do that to myself. At my age you only have so much time and so many experiences left and I didn’t want to waste any of the ones that might still be available to me. Just as I was approaching the hotel my phone went with a text from Jack. He’d arrived already and told me our room was number 5132 on the fifth floor. I breathed a sigh of relief that I wouldn’t have to negotiate the check-in desk as I was sure the staff would know what was going on and I didn’t want to risk being seen, though I couldn’t think of any reason why anyone I knew would be there. Keeping my head down, I made my way straight to the hotel lifts and to the fifth floor. Thankfully the corridors were well signposted so I found our room quickly and easily but I still found myself stood outside for a few minutes, trying to build up my courage before knocking.

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Make sure you read part 1 and 2 first as this is a direct continuation of those stories.

I woke up early Saturday morning, still locked in my cage. It was the first night I have ever spent locked up, and my morning wood was hurting like hell. The urethral insert did nothing to help as I pushed the still sleeping Julie’s arm aside and got up.

I needed some fast relief. I dug through Julie’s bag and found the vibrator I had gotten her the day before. I pushed the button at the bottom. Dead. Fuck!

Not knowing where else to turn, I looked for the buttplug I had been wearing the day before. Finding it beside the bed, I headed to the restroom and turned on the shower. After rinsing off the plug and applying generous amounts of lube, I inserted it quickly back into my butthole. And began moving it in and out. Nothing… although I liked the feeling of being penetrated, the buttplug did nothing to help me masturbate. I sighed, and left it in.

I got out of the shower and still naked, got back into bed with Julie.

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I must have drifted off because the next thing I hear was, “Wake up!”

Julie is standing over me, fully dressed in cute little shorts and a tank top. I look down and see her cherry red painted toenails. It appeared she has already showered and gotten ready for the day.

“What,” I asked groggily, sitting up.

“Get dressed. Sarah texted me saying she’s coming over to hang out any minute. And Josh might be here too.”

“J-josh…?” I stammered. But I could feel excitement course through my veins again.

“Don’t worry, I doubt he even remembers what happened last night. And he won’t say anything around Sarah. They’re just coming over to hang out. Get dressed. You can finally meet them for once.”

It was true. I had never actually met Sarah, or even Josh before last night.

I got out of bed and pulled on my underwear and jeans.

“So um… can I get unlocked since we’re pretty much done with sex for the moment?”

“No silly,” she said, giving my butt a squeeze. “I want to see how you act around my hot friends while you’re all helpless.”

“Oh god stop,” I moaned. “You’re turning me on…”

“Well no one can see it,” she said matter of factly. “Now get dressed.”

A minute later, there was a knock on the door. Julie went over and opened it up, and there stood Sarah and Josh.

Sarah gave Julie a hug and stepped inside. She was about 5′ 5” on a curvy frame with brunette shoulder length hair and massive double D tits. Every guy wanted to bang her.

Both of them sauntered in with a calm, blank expression on their face. Were… were they drunk?

“Josh told me what happened,” was the first thing Sarah said, as she pointed her finger right at me. She did seem tipsy. I gulped.

“What did he say,” I hesitated. Josh looked at me and grinned. I could see lust in his face. Did he want another go at me?

“He said he was over last night and you just stripped naked and tried to suck his dick.”

What the fuck? Had Josh spun some elaborate story about me being the aggressor? I felt my blood boiling, but I also felt a twinge of excitement at being humiliated like this.

“Well… that’s not exactly what happened..” I began. I looked at Julie and saw her staring at me intently, shaking her head. Did she want me come off as some sort of sex freak?

“That’s not all!” Sarah cut in. “He said something crazier…”

“What?”

“He said you were wearing a chastity cage! Is he right? Do those things even exist?”

“Okay okay, no I’m not wearing a chastity cage…”

“Prove it,” I heard Josh cut in. “Take your pants off and prove it.”

“No… I’m not getting naked in front of 3 people,”

“Come on…” Julie whined. It was the first time I had heard her speak. She must have been getting turned on watching my humiliation. “Just take them off so we can see. And then we can play a game afterwards or something since we’re all kind of hung over and too lazy to lazy to go out right now”

I sighed. Faking a look of defeat, I unzipped my jeans, and pulled them down. My cock hardened in its cage, already straining against its confines.

“Omg… that is so hot…” Sarah moaned. I noticed her and Josh inching closer towards me.

“How long have you had it on? Does it ever come off?”

I looked at Julie. She held up 5 fingers.

“Since Monday,” I said. “Yeah there’s a key I can use to unlock it. Julie, can I be unlocked now?”

Sarah did a double take.

“Omg… Julie has the key. You’re kinky girl! You locked up your man’s dick and haven’t let him cum in 6 days! You go girl!” She exclaimed.

“So what’s it feel like?” Sarah asked me.

“It’s not too bad, but I get horny a lot and it hurts when I get hard…”

“Omg it looks like you’re getting hard now,” she cooed. “This is so fun. We should try to keep him hard all day.”

“I got you covered,” Josh said. “Who wants to play some good old fashioned truth or dare?”

We all looked at each other for second… and then proceeded İstanbul Escort to take a seat on the rug. I was still naked from the waist down.

“So who wants to start?” Julie asked.

“Um, so I actually have a website with dares that we can take turns. It only has dares though so we have to come up with our own truths,” I said.

I didn’t see anyone complain.

“I have some stuff in my car that we need for this,” I said, getting up.

“Hurry up, baby dick,” Josh said, and I flushed. Sarah laughed. She probably thought I had a tiny penis now too…

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Five minutes later, I was back with strawberries, whipped cream, whole carrots, and a pack of condoms from my car. I put the stuff in the middle, opened up the website, and asked, “Who goes first?”

“How about you, baby dick?” Josh said. The girls laughed. And I got harder in my cage.

“Okay, so we go in order: me, Julie, Sarah, and Josh. You ask the person to the right truth or dare. If they say truth, you ask them a truth, if they say dare, the website picks the dare. Got it?”

“Yeah yeah,” everyone chimed.

I was so horny I didn’t even hesitate.

“Dare!” I said, before Josh could even ask me.

I pressed the button on the website and watched the screen load.

The website narrated out the dare.

-one finger at a time, insert them into a hole in your midsection (ass for guys, ass or vagina for girls) until most of your hand is inside-

“That is so hot…” Sarah sighed. Everyone looked at me as I bent back. The buttplug was still in my ass and as I turned away from them they saw it.

“You slut!” Josh said, smacking my ass. “You still have that in. Well better start plugging it with something bigger!”

My face became red, but I pulled out the plug, and lubing up a finger with saliva, slid it in. I moaned, and looked back, everyone was fixated on my asshole. I slowly stuck a second finger in. The pressure was mounting. I felt precum began to collect in the urethral insert. A third finger. Oh baby I felt full. It was incredible. Why had I tried to fuck myself with a buttplug when I have 5 fingers? Time for the 4th. I slowly inched it in. My ass started to hurt, and I moaned out loud, barely holding my pinky in.

“This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” said Sarah. I looked back at her and her hand was lightly rubbing her pussy over her shorts.

“Tell me about it,” said Josh. “I’d fuck you right here and now.”

“I’d pay to see that,” Sarah said.

“Well I already saw,” retorted Julie.

“Whaaat?”

“Nothing,” she said smiling.

I moaned some more as I attempted to jam my little finger further into my ass, but it wouldn’t budge. My ass started to hurt even more. Defeated, I removed them one at a time and replaced the butt plug.

“How did it feel?” asked Sarah. She was looking at me so intently. I wondered if this was the first time she had seen this kind of domination or anal play from a guy, and I’m guessing she liked it.

“So good,” I breathed. “Maybe I need a cock in there next time.” Without waiting for a reply, I asked Julie, “Truth or dare?”

Being the innocent, small girl she always pretended to be, she replied, “truth.”

“Hmm okay, what is one sex toy you you’ve wanted to buy but haven’t?”

After a moment’s hesitation, she said, “a big vibrator.”

“Boring…” Josh snorted.

“Yeah come on Julie, you don’t own a vibrator?” Asked Sarah.

“Nope…”

“Well I guess that’s why you want one. They’re amazing!” She said.

“I don’t own any sex toys,” Julie said sadly. “Anyway, it’s your turn Sarah. Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Have you ever thought about doing stuff with another girl and what did you think of?”

“Wow…” Sarah looked taken aback, but a second later she smiled. “I have… I’ve thought about dominating another girl, making her eat me out and eat my asshole, and then maybe scissor her…” she was rubbing her clitoris openly now over her shorts.

“Hey!” I said. “No masturbating. I don’t get to do it and we can’t have you cum like 5 minutes into the game.”

“No fair!” She pouted. But she stopped. “I’m just so horny.”

“We all are.” Josh said, looking at me. “And I’m going to get a piece of that ass before the day’s over.”

Julie and Sarah exchanges glances and smiles. I could tell they wanted to see that.

“Your turn Josh,” said Sarah. “Truth or dare.”

“Truth.”

“Tell me exactly what happened last night.”

Oh god, she was going to find out I had basically had full on gay sex and even swallowed his cum…

Josh didn’t wait any longer. He dove into the story of finding me handcuffed and naked for him like a present, and how scared and vulnerable I looked despite my muscular frame. Sarah couldn’t take her eyes off of my locked up cock as Josh spoke. “I forced him to suck my entire dick,” he was saying. “He looked up at me like it was the biggest cock he’d ever seen. I mean, look at it, it’s like an inch long right now.”

My face reddened. Anadolu Yakası Escort My dick did look tiny. We were all turned on and I could even see Josh’s cock make a bulge in his sweatpants, but mine was compressed to 1.5 inches in the metal cage.

“So anyway after a while I wanted to give him a treat so I turned him over and fucked his ass. Hard.”

“Wow,” Sarah exclaimed. She was twitching and trying so hard not to rub herself. “I wish I was there… you’re so lucky Julie.”

“Haha I am,” she agreed. “Josh came in his mouth last night and I made him suck on my toes to get rid of the taste.”

“Oh my god!” Sarah yelled. “You are so kinky. I never knew you had this side to you Julie.” She looked down at my penis again. “So how long are you going to keep him locked up? Omg you should make it weeks…”

“I was thinking about forever,” Julie said with a devilish smile. “Because I might have lost to key.”

A pit formed in the bottom of my stomach. Lost the key? I was wearing a metal cage with a urethral insert! How the hell would I ever get it off? Despite my panic, I felt so horny. Drops of precum were rolling down the side of my cage.

“He’s leaking…” Josh said. “He wants to stay locked up.”

“Shut up, just ask me, it’s my turn.”

“Truth or dare?”

“Dare,” I said as I pressed the button.

-Choose someone of the opposite sex. Both you must lie on the floor facing opposite directions. Allow them to lock their legs around your head naked until you answer 2 truths-

“Even the game knows you like getting dominated!” Josh laughed. “So who is it?”

“Sarah,” I said.

I pulled off my shirt and lay spread eagled on the floor. I saw Sarah stand over me start stripping. I’d never seen her naked before and the sight of her big tits jiggling as she I undid her bra almost put me over the edge. I was about to be dominated by this sexy woman. She straddled me, and I caught a glimpse of her sexy shaved pussy before she wrapped her legs around my neck and squeezed. I was staring into her ass as my nose disappeared between her cheeks. She grabbed my wrists and held me down and I was surprised by her strength.

“Alright…” she pondered, clearly enjoying the power. “What shall I ask you?… oh, I know. Would you rather eat me out right now… or suck on Josh’s dick?”

I hesitated.

“Come on…” Sarah said, “we all know what you want.”

“Josh’s dick,” I finally said. “It’s so fucking hot, I just want to lick it all over…”

“Oh, so you wouldn’t want my hot pussy on your face,” Sarah teased, grinding her ass against my face. “Alright, next truth, tell me your deepest darkest fetish that you’ve never told anyone.”

“Oh now this I want to hear,” Josh exclaimed.

“Mhm,” Julie followed.

I gulped. I had never told Julie this desire because of how I thought she would view me. Well, I’d already done more sexually since yesterday than I’d ever done with her. We’d fucked, sure, but sucking off another guy with her watching, and letting her friends see my cock locked up were new things. I guess she couldn’t really judge me any more than she already did.

“Okay…” I began. “i want to be dressed as a woman in lingerie with stockings and a bra, and have my cock locked up like it is now…”

“You fucking horny slut!” Sarah yelled.

“Shhhhh!” Julie cut in. “I want to hear all of it.”

“Um… i would also like to he held down and gagged while Julie fucks me in the ass with a strapon.”

I looked up to see the group just staring at me with lustful eyes.

“So basically what happened last night huh?” said Sarah slyly.

“You know, I could make that happen again,” Josh said. “We just need some of Sarah’s lingerie and id be happy to fuck you silly.”

My cock strained in its cage. I needed release.

“Jesus you guys, I don’t know if I can take much more. I’m so horny I’d do anything,” I whined.

“Hehe well I’m keeping you locked up a lot longer, you slut,” Julie teased.

“Your turn Julie,” said Sarah. “Truth or dare?”

“Hmm… I guess dare!”

She pushed the button and after a second, the screen narrated -Choose a member of the group and blindfold them. Place a dab of honey or chocolate syrup anywhere on your body and have that member try to find it using only their tongue. If they cannot find it within 60 seconds, they owe you a sexual favor after the game-

“Oh my…” said Julie.

“So who are you going to pick?” Asked Sarah. I couldn’t tell if she was hoping it was her or not.

“I’m going to pick you!” She exclaimed, pointing at me. “He loves sucking and licking every part of my body.”

They tied a handkerchief around my eyes and set me on my knees.

“Try to find a really good spot,” Josh said, “So you can make him do anything after the game…”

“Mhm” I heard Julie say. I heard the spray of the whipped cream can, and after a few seconds, “Okay, you can start.”

I moved forward slowly, leading with my nose. I knew if I used my hands everyone would call me a cheater. Kartal Escort I felt a hand lightly grasp my caged cock, and felt it grow more.

“Stop it Sarah…” said Julie playfully. “Let him find me on his own. Maybe I’ll let you play with him after.”

“Okay okay,” she muttered.

On my hands an knees, I crawled forward until my nose lightly bumped against something. I gave it a lick… Julie’s knee!

“Okay! Time starts now!”

I quickly bent down and licked her toes and feet. Hopefully she would hide the dab of cream somewhere I liked.

“Oh baby that is hot!” exclaimed Sarah, apparently having seen me suck on Julie’s toes and lick her feet.

Nothing… I quickly licked up her legs past her knees and all the way up to her hips. Still nothing…

“45 seconds,” Josh said.

I moved around and quickly ran broad strokes with my tongue along the back of her legs. coming up empty, I licked her butt cheeks. Could she really have chosen her asshole. I shoved my face between her cheeks and hungrily pushed my tongue into her ass. Still nothing.

“35 seconds,” I heard Josh say.

I spend about 3 second licking her entire back before going back to the front. Of course! Her vagina! I pushed my face into her cunt and inhaled. Did she smell amazing, or was I just horny from having to lick a naked women while her friends watched? I gave it a lick. She was wet, but no whipped cream.

“30 second!” I could hear the excitement in his voice. I guess he assumed Julie would pass off the sex favor to him and let him do whatever he wanted to me.

I quickly licked diagonal patterns up Julie’s stomach and around her breasts. I sucked on her nipples, still finding nothing. My tongue was getting dry, but I didn’t stop. Next, her arms. I licked from the shoulder along both arms, and tried sucking on several fingers at once. Still nothing.

“10 seconds!” I could hear the excitement in both Sarah and Josh’s voices now.

Oh God! Where could it be. I licked around her neck and then to the last spot it could be. I licked her chin and cheeks and finally up to her forehead as I heard Josh shout “Time’s up!”

I pulled off the blindfold, and looked at Julie. She glistened head to toe from my saliva. I cock strained against its cage.

“What the hell? Where did you hide it?” I asked.

She leaned forward and shoved her tongue in my mouth. The sweet taste of sugar exploded in my mouth. Of course… How could I have been so stupid?

“I can’t wait to see what this sex favor is,” Sarah threw out. “This is going to be so hot.”

“Let’s get through this game,” Josh eagerly said. “Me and Sarah and then we’re done! Then we can see what Julie has in store for you, you slut!”

I moved back to my spot as Julie asked Sarah “Truth or dare?”

She chose dare. I think we were all too horny to choose truth.

She pressed the button on the website and the display announced -Choose a member of the group to pleasure you orally for 2 minutes while you are on the phone with someone-

“Interesting…” Sarah said, “You know, I almost want you to lick me Julie, but I think we need to keep this guy here horny… Get over here…”

Of course it would be me. But I couldn’t complain. As I watched Sarah pull off her short skirt, I could not help but admire her silky smooth long legs. She pulled down her sheer panties, and I saw her freshly shaved pussy open for me. So many men must have only dreamed of doing what I was about to.

“Go to it, baby dick.” Josh teased. He was anxious for the game to end.

I saw Sarah scrolling through her phone as I crawled up to her.

“Alright, I got it, I’ll call my roommate and talk about a paper we have due this week.”

“I’ll start the timer,” Said Julie. “Okay, 3..2..1.. go!”

I dove forward and planted a supple kiss on her pussy. It was heavenly. I leaned in and licked from her ass to her clit.

“Oh hi Katie, I was just wondering if you staaaaaarted that paper that’s due this week,” Sarah half moaned through the middle of the sentence.

These girls had tortured me so much. I wasn’t going to make this easy for her. I began tracing long and hard across her vagina. I could tell Sarah was having a hard time holding it together.

“So… yeah… that paper… um… ughhhh… yeah how many pages do you haaaaave it?” Oh yeah, she was struggling.

Time to really give it to her. I pushed my nose into her clit and at the same time, stuck my tongue as far inside her as I could. It worked.

“Cool, I think I’ll make mine foooouuuuur… ohhhhhhhh Gawwwwwd! P-p-pages too…”

“Yeah yeah I’m fine… just sore from working out… everything huuuuuurrrrts ahhhhh!” I heard Sarah try to justify herself.

I pulled my tongue out and inserted it back in. I heard similar moans and groans from her. She was so yet and all I could taste were her pussy juices. I was about to really give it to her when I heard-

“Time!”

“Alright thanks Katie I’ll talk to you later.”

“Oh my God, that was so hot…” Julie exclaimed.

“Oh yeah, I didn’t know this little twink had it in him.” Josh chimed in.

I got up, and wiped my mouth off. That was amazing.

“You’ve got some skills,” Sarah admitted. I couldn’t tell if she was looking at me with llust or not. I must have impressed her with my skills.

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Kitten

Getting comfortable at the Ross house didn’t happen all at once, to be sure. This was different from how I felt at the hotel, and I almost envied our hosts for going blissfully on under our influence while my mind spun with so many filthy possibilities and all the anxieties that came with them.

Auntie Kathleen, however, seemed completely at ease, both of us interacting with the man of the house during our tour, but she with such ease and sincerity that it couldn’t have been just an act. She was incredible and seemed somehow different with the Ross’s, but not in terms of seeming like a different person so much as coming off as more fully the person that she was. I also wondered if it was really she who seemed different, or if it was just my changed perspective.

The rest of the house, including the large family room in the basement with the pool table, huge screen TV and old fashioned arcade games, was as nice as the living room and backyard. Even being used to much better, much grander surroundings at the family estate, I could easily appreciate their home and understand Mr. Ross’s pride when he showed it off for us, often speaking to me directly and once winking with a friendly charm in his wife’s absence.

I could almost taste my own excitement when our tour ended with the spacious master bedroom, just as Auntie had dictated. The walls were white amidst a lot of light to medium shades of green with dark wooden furniture that looked antique by style, but not in how the weight of the pieces seemed to sit on the dark hardwood floor. The most remarkable thing in the room wasn’t the totally huge, king size bed, rather Pammy and her two sons standing with slightly confused expressions, probably as to why they were there.

However, like the proper hostess ought to, Pammy handed out drinks on our arrival, watching curiously, yet proudly as her husband showed us their enormous walk in closet and the beautiful ensuite bathroom. When he was finished, we three stood with those three to make six, Mr. Ross looking around at his family, then at us with a confident grin. His eyes darted to my chest for an instant before looking to see if Pammy saw.

Taking advantage, I arched my back, shrugging out of my jacket while noting how well our instruction had taken with the men. After a ‘casual’ glance, they performed a double take when they saw my nipples working against my cammie. I gave Mr. Ross a nice, cheery smile.

“Uh, here, lemme take that for you,” he managed, moving suddenly, but a little stiffly to take my jacket.

“Thanks, I said, adding, “You’re cute. (Giggle)”

He flushed a little, but laughed it off with a glance down my top and another guilty one for his wife.

“It is warm,” Auntie noted. “Pam, will you help me with this?”

Up until then, Pammy had been looking with muted astonishment at how her husband had somewhat openly made eyes at my body, her jaw working a little as she now regarded Auntie. Her old friend gestured to her sweater by seductively moving her shoulders and Pammy jerked forward on command, reaching for the button at her neck to undo it with trembly hands. Before she could completely slip it from her shoulders, Auntie leaned forward with a grin I wouldn’t even begin trying to describe and began whispering in her ear.

Pammy’s movements immediately slowed as she concentrated on whatever she was being told, eyes widening before Auntie drew back. While she herself seemed unaware of the traditional and social wrongness of another woman taking Auntie’s sweater, her son’s didn’t. They watched this closely as Mr. Ross tossed my jacket on the bed.

“That’s better,” Auntie warmly enthused just before giving our hostess a soft kiss on the lips.

There was a brief silence while the collective Ross family jaw dropped, Pammy’s too as she stared at my smiling Auntie.

For his part, the head of the household fairly struggled to remain proper and, while he’d certainly noticed Auntie before, it was only now that he took his increasingly roaming eyes from me to place on the voluptuous blonde that Richard and David had been more surreptitiously ogling. When Auntie took a step back from his wife, we could all see her nipples fighting their confines as mine were. Auntie had become very horny.

Mocking wary surprise, Auntie almost hissed at her, “Uh… they seemed to like that,” before laughing low and devilishly at David and Richard.

” … I-” Pammy finally managed before I interrupted.

“Let’s all get up on the bed!”

I didn’t even look back as I wiggled my bum to the huge bedroom piece, climbing up on the seemingly vast, padded surface and making my way on hands and knees over the dark green duvet towards the pillows. I was giddy with the knowledge of what kind of view this would afford the others, even blushing when I did turn to settle myself with my back to the impressively wide headboard.

Auntie was already climbing up, a wild, dizzy smile of excitement dancing in her eyes as she sat across from me. The men, Mr. Ross leading by example, Kartal Escort broke ranks with his wife to join us. He sat beside me and to my right, taking a much more than casual look down my cammie that his wife didn’t see as he got settled. He smiled and winked at me, making me giggle as Richard settled to his right, between him and Auntie. As David settled to Auntie’s right, both he and his older brother took a daring look at her boobies. Richard even moved a little closer for a brazen look down her top.

Pammy was still recovering from Auntie’s seductive advance and she looked at us all with a questioning expression, her smile again unsure as things now seemed to be moving at a very quick pace from her perspective.

“But, this is… shouldn’t we go to the veranda, or…?”

“Why?” Auntie asked with a raised brow. “This is much cozier and you can sit right here beside me. David, make way for your Mum.”

He obliged, his disappointment not so great for that kiss he’d seen between the two older women. ‘Mummy’ then patted the spot he’d vacated, looking at Pammy with erotic expectation.

Pammy’s flush renewed itself, yet her smile eventually took greater control as she looked at her feet, unable to dispute some enjoyment of that kiss on her part. Regarding the bed, however, and for what it was worth, the amount of will we’d allowed her to keep balked again.

“Well… it just seems-“

“Hands up, who wants Pam on the bed with us?”

“I do,” Mr. Ross said, putting his hand up and smiling around the circle, winking at me again and getting a giggle in return.

Shifting eyes to the younger Ross’s, I watched them throw in with their father without looking at him, still red faced, but forcing casual attitudes to overlay their excitement. Their inhibitions, as Auntie had instructed, were as relaxed as those of their more aggressive father. Of course, both Auntie and I voted in favour so, along with her discomfort, Pammy boarded the bed no matter how she felt about it.

“Now, isn’t this better?” Auntie challenged with a smile, leaning forward just enough so that her big boobies nicely loaded her top, for anyone who cared to notice such things.

All three males in the group cared to notice such things, looking down her pullover to agree with smiles, Pammy vaguely upset again at Mr. Ross’s wandering eyes.

“I love little get-togethers like this,” Auntie enthused to her old friend. “Nice and quiet, but fun.”

“Mmm…” Pammy agreed with a worried and slightly confused expression. “But I think this drink has made me a little tipsy. I’d better cut back.”

“No,” Auntie countermanded. “Loosen up a bit, Pam.”

” … I’m going to loosen up a bit.”

“Great idea,” Auntie said with a note of laughter as she glanced at me. “In fact, all of you loosen up. Don’t take your usual inhibitions or silly little personal hang-ups about things like sex quite as seriously tonight.”

They nodded and voiced smiling, curious agreement, but their light confusion remained apparent. Pammy’s uncomfortable smile conveyed that she wasn’t really the type to loosen up, but she did with the control we had over her.

“We’re all going to have some harmless fun tonight,” Auntie summed up before I eagerly got things started.

“Yeah. Just a little fun. Um, Mummy, kiss Pammy again.”

This idea was received well by the men despite their hesitation to completely show it.

“Heh. Who wants to see me kiss Pamela again? Hands?”

“Kathleen…” Pammy complained with a disbelieving smile, her face turning crimson.

“It’s just a kiss, dear,” her husband said.

I couldn’t believe it and I actually giggled at Mr. Ross’s encouragement as his hand raised to the level of his grin.

“Yeah Mum, it’s just a kiss,” Richard seconded, glancing at his father with a face turning almost as red as his mother’s, his hand raising as well.

Pammy’s jaw couldn’t drop any lower in astonishment as long as she continued smiling with it. The lack of comment from her other red faced, clearly excited son only accented the elevation of his hand all the more.

Interestingly enough, this was not really a result of our influence, apart from the three of them honestly answering Auntie’s question. In this case, they co-operated as we’d instructed by simply telling the truth. I giggled again, even almost forgetting to raise my own hand.

“Well Pam,” Auntie judged with good natured finality, “it’s unanimous.”

Auntie then set her lips to those of her old friend, their eyes locked, boobies pressing together. Auntie’s more erotic contact lasted much longer this time and ended with a mind numbing, “swerp.”

“Oh my fuck…” Richard toned in awe.

One could actually feel the silent agreement in the room as Pammy tried to pull herself together. She no longer seemed sure of smiling as she stared at Auntie.

“Mmm… yummy,” Auntie leered at the men. “Now, who wants to watch her kiss me back?”

“I do,” Richard said almost immediately, getting agreement Pendik Escort from Mr. Ross, then David as the three of them waited with obvious anticipation.

“But Dan…” she trailed off, her disbelieving smile making an unwanted comeback.

“It’s harmless, baby,” Auntie said as her eyes roamed Pammy’s body, “And you know you want to. Isn’t that why you’re smiling at me?”

“Uh… I… Well, yes…”

Pammy’s first kiss was brief, almost explorative before going back for a more prolonged gesture, her eyes swooning in Auntie’s Jedi stare. She was soon kissing with great passion, caressing the side of Auntie’s face and holding her close with a gentle hand on the back of her neck. When she stopped, licking Auntie’s lips once before moving away, it was like this incredible moment where everything paused and everybody just silently spazzed, including Auntie and I. Seeing the timing, however, I managed to inject a little something helpful to peel everyone from the ceiling.

“(Giggle) Um, you have a really nice house, Mr. Ross.”

“Th- thanks, Kitten,” he somehow replied, yet sincerely complimented and managing to joke afterward “At times like this, I think it’s the AC that I like best about it,”

There was no mistaking the double meaning, and I giggled again along with Auntie while his sons smiled nervously, however taking this as free license to check out Auntie a little more openly.

“Oh, I enjoy the outdoors, even in heat like this,” she put in a little more seriously while unapologetically running her eyes up and down Pammy’s body, “but I try to limit my exposure because of melanoma and such. The numbers have been on the rise, and it’s a lot more serious than most people think.”

“People have died from melanoma,” Pammy injected, suddenly more at ease with this meaningless conversation. “I never expose myself if I don’t have to.”

“I’m sure you don’t,” Auntie quipped, going on as though the two really were old friends and this conversation was happening over coffee at Tim’s. “I mean, nothing replaces the beach, especially the Italia sand but, if you spend any amount of time in places like that and really get to know the local flavour of the people, you’ll see they don’t hold their age well. Far better to hit the pool and get inside at regular intervals to avoid aging to a leather boot. Of course, that would be a fine, Italian, leather boot…”

The look in Pammy’s eyes changed when Auntie implied she’d been to ‘Italia’. She even laughed at her joke as Mr. Ross smiled at me and looked down my cammie again.

“And there’s nothing like the privacy of one’s own pool,” Auntie observed before taking a sip of her drink.

“Yes,” Pammy agreed with a smile, her eyes momentarily caught by her old friend’s nipples, “although I wait until it’s only myself and Dan at home, and I certainly don’t enjoy bearing all for strangers at the beach.”

“Oh god, I do,” Auntie laughed.

Pammy laughed as well, but hesitantly. Her sons mentally undressed the incredible blonde, whose darkly flashing, hazel eyes regularly picked up theirs for brief dances before moving on.

“But, it’s mostly young men,” Auntie clarified. “They’re naturally very horny and curious, especially about my tits.”

“A- your- yes, I… I suppose…” Pammy stumbled, glancing almost fearfully at her two sons before offering further reply. “Although, our boys are well brought up. Perverted thoughts don’t run through their minds.”

“Perverted thoughts?” Auntie perked.

“Yes,” Pammy replied.

“Like… what kind of perverted thoughts?”

” … Uh, well… you know the kind of thoughts that boys usually run around with in their heads,” she uncomfortably related, adding, “About women. Like what you just mentioned about them looking at your breasts.”

“Like what, though?” I pressed as her husband enjoyed me sitting with my legs curled under my bum on their bed.

“Yes, be more specific,” Auntie supported.

“Well, it would be impolite to say.”

“No it wouldn’t, Auntie refuted simply. “Forget about what you think of as impolite, or wrong. Tell us what kind of perverted thoughts about women you think young men run around with.”

“Uh… well… Oh my. Well, they uh, look at women and imagine them naked. They think about taking their clothes off and… feeling them up and things.”

“What things?” I asked, locking eyes with Mr. Ross.

“Well… sticking their har- (ahem) hard… penises in places where they don’t belong. Most young men are always running around with big, hard penises, looking at women like we only exist to satisfy them and their perverted needs.”

“Oh Pam,” Auntie scoffed with a chuckle. “That’s normal for young men.”

“Not for my boys, it isn’t. They’ve been brought up better.”

“Well, they sure seemed to like watching you and I kissing, so…”

“But… Well, that- that’s different,” she quickly tried to defend. “That’s… okay.”

“Of course it is, baby.”

With that, Auntie leaned closer and began passionately Göztepe Escort kissing Pammy again. Pammy, after swooning to Auntie’s eyes, began returning this attention, moaning a long, barely audible tone of simple pleasure as their lips made soft wet sounds in the otherwise silent room.

“Mmmm…” Auntie toned, totally horned up when they were finished.

“Uhh-hh… umm…” Pammy dithered.

The Ross men were again speechless, immobile and vacantly receptive as Auntie kept at poor Pammy in a leering, yet encouraging tone.

“Don’t you ever have perverted thoughts about men?” Auntie asked.

“I- Well, sometimes- I mean, not perverted. Not like that,” she again tried to explain with some desperation as that helpless grin threatened to reappear.

“Uh huh,” Auntie chuckled knowingly.

“No, my thoughts about men are clean and… romantic.”

“So, you think of men other than your husband, although in a clean and romantic way,” Auntie summed up.

“No! It- it’s-“

“Why do I get the feeling it includes young men doing some very perverted thing with you?”

Pammy’s jaw dropped as her guiltiest grin broke free.

“Pamela,” Auntie placated, “it’s okay, we’re all allowed to say whatever we want now. … Um, tell us more about your fantasies. How old are the men you think about?”

“They’re… around twenty-five.”

“‘Around’ twenty-five?”

“Well, n- no older.”

“Oh. So, eighteen to twenty-five, huh?”

Pammy nodded uncertainly.

“And what do these boys do for you?”

A moment of utter silence went by as Pammy turned an even deeper shade of red before replying with that returning smile of guilt, “They- they um, caress. They caress me. I like that.”

“Do you caress yourself, Pamela?”

“Uh, yes. Yes, I…”

“Mmm. So do I. Now tell us… These boys, are their penises big and hard?”

“Oh… well, yes. Not always, but yes.”

“What happens when they are?” Auntie pressed on. “Do they get into places they don’t belong?”

“No, it’s not like… I mean, they’re caressing me and their penises are… against me. Pressed up against me.

“Are you naked?”

“Sometimes.”

“The young men?”

“Usually not.”

“What are they wearing?”

“Uhm… briefs.”

“Interesting,” Auntie remarked, shooting me a look in relation to this preference that Pammy and I apparently had in common. “And yourself when you’re not naked?”

“I… I wear something small. Something that barely covers and that I ha- have to keep working at…”

“At keeping yourself covered,” Auntie finished with a sexy leer.

“Yes.”

“While these young men, plural I might add, caress you?”

“(Ahem) Y-yes.”

“Very interesting.”

“(Giggle!)” I agreed.

“What about women? Have you ever been with one besides our kissing?” Auntie asked, further perking the eyes and ears of the already quite attentive men.

“No.”

“In your fantasies?”

“Well, I… uhh…”

“That’d be a yes,” I commented with a knowing smile.

Pammy looked at me with mild panic and I actually felt a little bad for her, but not so bad that I couldn’t giggle a bit with Auntie’s quiet laughter before she went on.

“And how old are these women?”

“Uhh…” She hesitated, “mostly younger… women. Oh, my.”

“It’s alright, Pammy,” I told her with a smile, then assuring, “You can kiss me if you want.”

That disbelieving smile notched up despite her show of resistance to the idea, and there was no mistaking the opinions of the men in the group. I’d guess Auntie caught that as well, putting my offer to a less than inhibited group vote.

“Who wants to see Pamela and Kitten making out?”

Mr. Ross grinned, his hand going up with little hesitation, his two sons again following his example in gesture and facial expression.

Pammy was more nervous with me, hesitating after the results were in, but still wearing that smile, a little bigger now. I wondered if she was aware of how easy it made reading her, and if the others were reading her as easily. There was no doubt Auntie was as she encouraged her across the circle with a gentle hand on her lower back.

I got to my knees and received her in my arms with a nice little girly smile, softly kissing her lips as I started caressing her sides. She shivered and began hesitantly kissing back, soon moaning a little, so low that I was the only one to hear as I squeezed her hips just enough…

I gave them a show, slowly, softly grinding my pelvis against hers, my hands caressing up her back, between her shoulder blades as our necking became more intense. Pammy’s hands were now lightly massaging my back and sides, pausing at the edges of my boobies to take her turn squeezing just enough…

I must admit, I was probably as lit up as she was when we stopped. The men were blown away, every drop of blood having vacated their skulls in favour of rushing madly to their groins. The end result was a boner in each of their pants, awkward and clearly visible, that none wanted to call attention to by adjusting with their hands. Pammy saw them and stared with more disbelief as they finally looked away in some discomfort, subtly squirming to try and rectify their situations in a more surreptitious manner.

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Amanda and I were now in our second year of living together as boyfriend and girlfriend. Our sex life was beyond amazing. We fucked and sucked nightly, staying naked when we were home alone and fulfilling each other’s wildest fantasies. When going out, Amanda would dress anyway that I asked, from super slutty to extremely elegant.

I decided that we needed a quick trip somewhere fun. I booked us a vacation lodge in Steamboat Springs, as she loves the snow and I like anything that makes her happy. We went shopping and bought her several new outfits to wear in the main lodge and to wear on the slopes. We picked out three very form fitting show suits that would highlight her incredible hips and her breasts when slightly unzipped.

We headed off on a Tuesday morning and arrived midday, just in time for a fresh snowfall. We checked into our private log cabin, the fireplace was already roaring and we threw the bags into the bedroom, quickly undressed each other and within only five minutes, I had my face buried between my sister’s legs, licking and sucking her incredible pussy. She came quickly, her thighs shaking violently as I continued to devour her creamy juices.

I had her on her knees, and slid inside her from behind, the warm fire heating our bodies to the boiling point as I pounded into her. I fucked her harder and harder, as she groaned and growled like a wild animal in heat. I soon exploded my load inside her, shooting blast after blast of cum deep inside her. I pulled out, and began to lower my face to her ass and eat my sweet load from her, when she spun around and said, “Wait!” she smiled and then said, “Leave it in me, I want a baby with you.”

I smiled, leaned over and kissed her deeply, then pushed her onto her back, lifting her legs slightly and said, “then let’s not let any leak out.”

We had talked about having a child, worried about the consequences, and she had been off birth control for the last four months. We both wanted a baby and thought we’d would have every test in the world to insure everything was okay if we did.

After an hour of cuddling and teasing each other’s naked bodies, we dressed and headed to the lodge for a late afternoon lunch. She wore a solid blue one piece snow suit, with nothing under it. I had her leave the zipper down just enough to expose the top two thirds of her breasts, but not the nipple. She was stared at by both men and women, something she really loved. Her beautiful red hair stood out sharply against the blue ski suit and her milky white breasts with a sprinkling of freckles actually glowed!

After a quick lunch we headed off for a hike in the woods near our cabin. We had been walking for thirty or so minutes when she said, “I wanna fuck in the snow, completely naked and right now.”

I grinned, spotted a small clearing and pointed, “Get over there, and get out of that suit.”

She giggled as she sprinted to the clearing, it was just off a walkway, but we hadn’t seen anyone else out. She quickly kicked off her snow boots, now barefoot, then unzipped the suit to the crotch and stepped out of it. Her nipples were harder than stones and her skin began to turn bright pink from the cold air. I was naked now too, also only wearing the snow suit and boots.

I held her close, she was shivering, but she dropped to her knees and took my hardening cock into her warm mouth. She massaged my ass cheeks as she took me fully into her throat. Her finger tips teased my asshole as she parted my cheeks, something that she does when she wants me to hurry! I pulled Maltepe Escort her up and turned her around, having her kneel on my snow suit, I slipped my cock quickly inside her and was so relieved to have my cock inside her. The warmth and wetness of her pussy was a major contrast to the cold snow that we were kneeling on. I fucked her hard, reaching under her and fingering her clit.

“Oh baby! Oh Baby!!” She groaned.

“Take my cock bitch, take it!” I said, now slapping her already pink ass, turning hit a bright shade of red.

“OH YES! FUCK ME!!! FUUUUCCKKKKK MEEEEEE!” she yelled as she began to cum. Feeling her pussy tighten was just enough to send me over the edge.

“SHIT! HERE IT IS HONEY!!” I yelled back, dumping the second load of the day inside her warm pussy.

After I was sure we were both done, I pulled her up and helped her step into her snowsuit, zipping it up quickly and then I wiped the snow from her feet and slipped the boots back on. I quickly dressed and we hugged and kissed all the way back to our cabin.

We got out of our wet clothes quickly and then jumped into the warm shower, bringing our temperatures up slowly, changing the heat to hotter and hotter.

“I love you,” she said. “I love you more than I thought possible,” her back was to me, my cock rubbing against her plump bottom. She continued, “I love fucking you, sucking you, I love your cock in my mouth, my ass and especially in my pussy.” She turned to me and we kissed deeply.

I turned the water off and we dried each other, then headed to the bedroom and drifted off to sleep.

I woke up around seven in the evening to a warm mouth wrapped around my cock. Seeing that I was awake, or sensing I was, she lowered her pussy onto my mouth. We loved being in this position and I could eat her pussy for literally hours. I took my time with my tongue, teasing and licking the outer lips, working my way deeper and deeper, biting and nibbling on her sweet clit. I’d squeeze her ass when I was close to cumming and she would leave my cock and simply suck and tease my balls. I’d squeeze her ass a second time when it was safe for her to continue her sucking.

Her first orgasm dumped her sweet cum all over my face and down my throat. She always came hard the first time, with each orgasm after that getting less and less wet. She had cum six times when I squeezed her ass, she stopped sucking, spun around and sat on my cock and began to slowly ride up and down on me. I loved watching her fuck herself on my cock and I would reach up and tease her nipples with one hand while working her clit with the other.

“Oh, Oh yes!” she cried out, “I’m fucking cumming again!!” and she did, for the seventh time in the last forty five minutes. Only this time, I came too. For the third shot of the day, it was still a heavy load, mostly due to my thinking of getting her pregnant.

After the orgasm ended, she kept me in her and laid her body down on mine. We kissed and stroked each other for awhile before finally getting up and heading to dinner. For the next five days, we fucked more than ever. We fucked before getting out of bed, we fucked when we came in from skiing, we fucked before dinner, after dinner and even in the middle of the night! My cock was sore and her pussy was stretched out from the constant banging.

On the third day, she came in from a quick trip to the lodge with a friend. She introduced her as Madison. Madison was only twenty and was on vacation with her family. Madison was short, probably about five İstanbul Escort three, and pretty chubby. She had huge breasts and she had wide hips, much like Amanda’s. Amanda said that she and Madison had really hit it off and wondered if I would mind if they jumped in the hot tub for awhile. Of course I didn’t care!!

“Madison doesn’t have a swimsuit, so we’re going naked, that okay?” she smiled, not really asking, more like telling me.

“Sure, will I be joining you?” I asked.

Madison turned red and said, “Well, maybe, but I really love redheads!” she giggled and the girls headed to the deck.

Amanda stopped to kiss me and said, “I know your dick is sore, and my pussy needs a break, is this okay?”

I kissed her deeply and said, “I love it!”.

I took a couple of Irish Coffee’s out to the girls and found my lovely sister sitting on the edge of the hot tub and her new friend’s face buried between her legs! Madison was licking and sucking Amanda’s pussy and Amanda was groaning and moaning, her hands full of Madison’s thick black hair.

Madison came up for air, her mouth glistening with Amanda’s juices, she smiled at me then sunk back down and went back to eating my sister. Amanda turned and smiled at me, “This little bitch can eat pussy!” she said, half gasping for air! She then went into a full blown orgasm and she had Madison’s head squeezed tightly between her legs. When her orgasm subsided, Madison came up from between her legs, climbed up on the hot tub edge. Her very large titties had huge nipples with dark brown areolas. Though chubby, her tummy didn’t sag and her pussy hair was shaved in the shape of a small heart, the tip pointing to her large pussy lips.

The girls kissed for several minutes, as I undressed and climbed into the hot tub with them. I slipped into the water and slid up to Madison, parting her legs. She broke the kiss with Amanda long enough to smile at me, she then spread her legs wide and leaned back. Amanda leaned over and took one of the large nipples into her mouth and began nursing on her like a baby.

I eased between Madison’s legs and spread open her plush pussy. I dove right in and starting licking and sucking on her lips, biting her long clit and sucking it like a small cock. She didn’t last long with both of us on her. She came, screaming and yelling, her hands gripping my hair and pulling me closer and closer, deeper and deeper into her wet pussy. I continued to eat her, not letting up a bit and soon she was begging me over and over to stop, her body trembling as she had one orgasm after another. She was too weak to make me stop and I didn’t let up until I felt Amanda in the water beside me.

I backed off of Madison and she slipped into the bubbling water, Amanda having to help her keep upright. We drank our coffees while the girls recovered. We told Madison that we were married, working on a baby and that we loved having a girl join us. We then climbed out, took turns drying each other off and then headed to the rug in front of the fireplace, Amanda excused herself for a few minutes.

Madison and I laid in front of the fire and I tickled her pussy while she slowly stroked my throbbing cock. She finally got up on her knees and took me into her warm mouth, her big titties and hard nipples were rubbing against the insides of my thighs.

From my point, I could see Amanda when she came out of the bedroom, she was wearing only her strap-on harness, with a six inch rubber cock bouncing in front of her. I could see that it was glistening Anadolu Yakası Escort and knew that she had already lubed it up. She knelt down behind Madison, who gasped and dropped my cock from her mouth as she felt Amanda’s mouth on her tiny rosebud.

“OH WOW! I’ve never had anyone eat my ass!” she exclaimed, “That’s so fucking hot!” she panted, putting her head down on my lap, my cock smacking up against her face.

Amanda ate Madison’s ass for several minutes, then finally she stopped, sat up and pointed the rubber cock at Madison’s asshole.

I slid out from under Madison and held her shoulders tightly as Amanda began to push forward. Madison yelped out and shouted, “Wait!!! Wait!!! Please!!! I’ve never…aaaggggghhhhhhh! STOP!!! PLEASE!!!” I was massaging her shoulders and lifted her mouth up, I bent to kiss her, tears were streaming down her face.

“Relax, you’ll love it once she is in you,” I whispered, caressing her pretty face and brushing away her tears.

“OH SHIT IT FUCKING HURTS!” she yelled into my mouth as I tried to kiss her. “PLEASE! IT’S TOO BIG!!!”

Though she was screaming and crying a little, she wasn’t trying to get up, she was actually spreading her legs wider trying to accommodate the rubber cock.

Amanda had stopped pushing, and I could see that at least four inches were inside of Madison’s plump rump. Amanda then began to pull out, taking it almost all the way out, before gently sliding it back in. Madison was no longer screaming, she was now moaning. Tears were still in her eyes, but she was relaxing more and Amanda eased the remaining two inches in.

“There, there, sweetie, my cock is all the way in your pretty ass now….do you like it?” Amanda teased, rotating her hips and pulling it out just a bit before pushing it back in.

Madison only nodded.

Amanda slapped her ass hard several times, causing Madison to yelp. “Answer me, do you like my cock in your ass now!?” Amanda yelled, smacking her ass several more times.

“OUCH! YES! I LIKE YOUR COCK IN MY ASS!” Madison yelled. Amanda rubbed her spanked ass soothing the burn and then said, “Sorry, I thought you’d like this, maybe I should stop.”

“NO! Please don’t, it really feels good now, I just, just wasn’t ready for that.” Madison replied, adding, “I’ve never been fucked in the ass before, I just never thought I’d like it, but I do, I’m really liking it.”

Amanda was pulling out and pushing back in and with each stroke, she pulled further out until finally she was pulling the entire length out and shoving it back in with all she had! Amanda was fucking this chubby hottie’s cute ass with such force I was having a hard time keeping Madison from falling forward.

“OH GOD YES!!! FUCK MY ASSSSSSSSSSS!!” she yelled, “FUUUUCCCCCKKKKK MEEEEE, AGHHHHH MY ASSS!!!”

Madison then began to quake like she was an earthquake, her body shaking so hard she could no longer stay up on her knees. She collapsed to the floor, my sweet Amanda still pounding her big ass. This was Madison’s first anal orgasm and she was having an awesome one!

Finally, Madison was on the brink of passing out when Amanda finally withdrew from her ass. Her tiny hole was now gapping open the full size of the dildo, the walls of her anal ring shaking with her orgasm.

We left Madison lying on the floor while I mounted Amanda, shoving her rubber cock to the side as I slid inside her. I pounded her until she squealed with her own orgasm, followed by my load jetting inside her!

After Madison had a brief nap, we all dressed and went to dinner. Madison visited us the next two days and was an anal queen by the time we had finished with her. The last day there, she even took my cock in her ass while Amanda fucked her pussy with the strap on. We kept her number and hope to have her visit us someday.

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My sons friend Theresa was living with us for awhile because of trouble at home. She is 20. My wife and I both in our late forties thought of her as an adopted daughter and so we never gave much thought to who was home and who wasn’t everyone came and went as they needed.

I had never really thought of her sexually although she is very attractive and has a sexy body that I am now aware of. First let me say this actually happened and even though I didn’t mean for it to I am not unhappy with the outcome.

I had noticed from time to time that she seemed to bend over when she was in my line of sight and at times I could see down her shirt or see more of her ass than I should but I figured it was accidental and I would simply look away. However about a week ago my wife and son went to a movie they both wanted to see. I decided to watch an old John Wayne movie and dosed off. I was awakened by the warmth of a body next to me in bed. The room was dark and I assumed my wife was home from the movies.So I dozed back off again I was awakened this time by her body pushing against my now awakening cock. Anadolu Yakası Escort I moved back a little thinking she was asleep and unaware of what she was doing. (She normally is horny in the morning) Again she pushed back and I figured if she was willing so was I, reaching down I slid my cock free of my sleep pants and allowed it to slide between her legs from behind.She slowly eased her body into position and slid back on my cock. I was really getting horny and I moved in closer against her and began to nibble her neck as my hands slid forward to her breasts I was slowly sliding in and out and was getting into a good rythem when my hands reached her breasts I was in for a big shock because just as my hands closed around a pair of 38 dd’s (my wife is a 34c)I heard Theresa’s voice whisper “thats it daddy fuck your little girl” I froze for a second then pulled away quickly yelling what are you doing here. Theresa looked at me and smiled saying ” I’ve seen you checking out my body and I know you want it or this wouldn’t be so hard” as she said this she grabbed my cock.

I said Bostancı Escort this is wrong and you need to go back to your room young lady she said ok but I guess I will have to tell mom you had your cock shoved deep inside me. I grew flush with fear and said I thought you were her. She laughed saying who do you think she will believe…sadly I knew my wife would not think I could possibly have made such a mistake for obvious reasons. Theresa went on to say however if you were to finish what you started it would be our little secret. After all you did seem to be enjoying yourself.

I knew she had me over a barrel so when she reached out and pulled my face to her nipple I sucked it in all the time wondering what I had gotten myself into. She moaned softly ohhhhh yesss daddy suck your daughters sweet tits mmmmmmm

as I continued to suck I got more horny with each passing second and began to nibble down the slope of her tits sensing she had me she placed her hand on my head pushing me further down whispering baby girls pussy needs some tongue too.

I slid further down and as Erenköy Escort the scent from her wet pussy touched my nose I lost control hungrily I began to devour her hot young pussy shoving my tongue in and sucking her lips and clit.she began to buck and scream oh fuck yessssss eat my pussy daddy this drove me over the edge I shoved my tongue as deep as it would go as I grabbed both nipples. Her hands had a death lock on the back of my head as she convulsed in orgasm. As she came down from her peak she rolled me over and straddled my cock sliding it deep in her and began to ride me like there was no tommorrow. It ddin’t take long and I felt the inevitable orgasm coming I tried to push her off but she shoved herself harder against me shoving her tits into my face and screaming come on daddy cummmm with meee. And I did I came feeling like I was emptying my whole body into her. As we both came she collapsed in exhaustion on top of me before rolling off and laying cuddled next to me. She leaned in and kissed me and said did you enjoy fucking your babygirl daddy… I said ohhhh yess but we can never do this again.. she just smiled and grabbed my cock and said we will see about that then she kissed me again and ran off to jump in the shower. I showered and crawled back in bed just as I heard the front door open. Now I am wondering how I can go on as if nothing happened…..

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