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My father died shortly after I graduated from high school. He was a good man who always treated Mom and me with kindness. A hard-working trucker, he was on the road most of the time. Whenever he was at home, our house was filled with laughter. Dad’s trucker buddies were around a lot of the time. I was just a kid and didn’t think anything of it. I didn’t know that Dad liked to watch them fuck my beautiful mother.

Dad had faults that I didn’t become aware of until after his death. He loved to throw money around while having a good time. He was fond of that old cliché, “You can’t take it with you.” Well, he must have taken it with him because he certainly didn’t leave anything behind; our bank account balance was a measly twenty dollars. I guess he thought he would live forever because he had not bothered to take out a life insurance policy.

I told Mom not to worry because I would get a job and support us both. But she had too much pride for that. Dad had taught her how to drive a big rig so she decided to become a trucker. She certainly didn’t look the part. She was the prettiest woman in town. When she walked down Main Street, men drooled and their envious wives whispered “Shame on the hussy.” When she strutted down the street on her long legs, her big tits, unfettered by a bra, jiggled like mounds of Jello. At the barbershop, the men would rush to the window to catch a glimpse of her and then return to their seats with bulging crotches.

As I waved her good-bye on her first long-haul, I wondered what the future held for both of us. I immediately set out in search of a job, but in a small town like Centerville, there were not many available. The mill that had been the engine of our economy had gone bankrupt. Even our single supermarket did not need bag boys. If I couldn’t even get a job as a lowly bag boy, what would I do? My money was going fast and I was getting desperate.

After two months on the road, Mom suddenly returned home. She was badly shaken but she would not tell me what had happened. She had certainly had a very bad experience of some kind, but she kept me in the dark. I never did find out what had happened, but, whatever it was, it certainly changed my life. I was puzzled at Mom’s reaction when I told her I hadn’t found a job; she seemed pleased!

A couple of days passed, and then over breakfast one morning, Mom told me about her plan. We would go into the trucking business together. She would teach me to drive a big rig and then we would travel the country as business partners. The law requires truckers to rest a minimum of six hours a day, but if a truck has two drivers, one can rest while the other drives. Theoretically, we could keep our rig rolling twenty-four hours a day. And time is money. But I saw right through Mom’s plan. It was clear that she really wanted me along for protection.

Having little choice, I agreed to Mom’s plan. I’ve always been a quick learner so it only took her a couple of weeks to teach me how to drive the truck. We set out on our first long-haul the same day I got my trucker’s license. Mom’s prediction that we would be successful came true. We didn’t have any trouble getting loads. We specialized in hauling vegetables, a highly perishable commodity. Dispatchers always preferred to consign shipments to a truck with two drivers so they would arrive at their destinations sooner. If all else failed, Mom wouldn’t hesitate to get down on her knees and give a dispatcher a blow job in exchange for a consignment. I didn’t find out about that until much later, though.

But gaziantep escortları you aren’t reading this to learn about the trucking business, and you are probably wishing that I would get to the sex. It happened on a run from Georgia to Chicago with a load of peaches. Somewhere in Kentucky, Mom and I stopped at a truck stop to get a hot meal, and there at the counter, Mom ran into an old friend. Red was one of those ruggedly-handsome men that women are attracted to for inexplicable reasons. I could tell by the way those two grinned at each other that they had been more than just friends at one time.

“Son, why don’t you go ahead and have a nice thick steak and a big baked potato,” Mom said. “I’m really not as hungry as I thought I was. Red and I are going to take a walk and talk about the good old days.”

Jealousy reared its ugly head as I watched Mom and Red stroll across the parking lot. She was wearing a pair of jeans that clung to her ass like a second skin. When she wanted to get a man’s attention, she swung that beautiful butt from side to side in the most seductive manner. That’s how she was walking beside Red, swinging that fine ass back and forth like a street-walking whore.

I had an excellent steak with all the trimmings, but I hardly tasted it. All I could think about was my beautiful mother and her companion. Until then, I had been the only man in Mom’s life. I dawdled over my dessert, and then my coffee. Every few seconds, my eyes scanned the parking lot in search of my mother. I could tell by the scowl on my waiter’s face that he wanted me to leave so someone else could have my table. Feeling very unwelcome, I decided to return to the truck and take a nap. After leaving a generous tip to make up for hogging the table, I headed across the parking lot.

As I stepped up onto the running board and reached for the handle, I noticed that the light in the sleeping compartment was on. The curtain separating the front seats from the compartment had not been fully closed. I shifted my position until I could see inside. I was shocked to see Mom’s beautiful blonde head bobbing on Red’s cock. My worst fears had been realized!

Mom lifted her head and jacked the limp member with her hand. She jacked and sucked, jacked and sucked, but nothing she did could make it hard. She even tried rubbing her tits against it. Nothing worked. When my beautiful mother sat up, I got my first good look at her tits. They were absolutely stunning. As big as cantaloupes, they were capped with large brown nipples. My mouth watered when I saw how perfect her nips were. In spite of my jealousy, my cock began to strain against the cloth of my jeans.

Mom was very unhappy about something, and she seemed to be taking it out on her lover. Meanwhile, I kept getting harder and harder. I had to do something to alleviate the stress that my cock was under. I glanced around and saw no one, so I lowered my pants and pulled my cock up against my belly. The temptation to masturbate was so great that I couldn’t resist. I stood there and stared at my mother’s cans as I jacked my ten-inch cock.

Red’s legs disappeared from sight but Mom continued to scold him. As I caught a glimpse of her bushy cunt, my heart raced with excitement. “What kind of a man would jack off in a public parking lot while ogling his mother’s naked body?” I asked myself. Before I had a chance to shoot, Red came stumbling out of the sleeping compartment. He was half-dressed and obviously gaziantep eskort in a big hurry to get away from Mom. I jumped back out of sight just in time and pulled up my pants as Red stomped across the parking lot.

I was thoroughly shaken by the experience. I waited awhile to give Mom time to dress and then opened the door. She was sitting in the passenger seat pretending to sleep. “Ready to go, Mom?” I asked. She nodded her head, so I started the engine and headed the big rig toward the Interstate. We had only gone a couple of miles when Mom went crazy.

“That son-of-a-bitch shot his load in less than a minute and left me high and dry, and then I couldn’t get him back up. I am so horny that I think I will lose my mind if I don’t get a fucking this very instant. I need a cock and it will have to be yours, son. Pull over and let’s get to it.”

I had fantasized about fucking Mom hundreds of times but I never imagined that fantasy would become reality. A sign emerged out of the darkness that announced, “Rest Stop 1 Mile”.

“Are you sure about this, Mom?

“Yes, honey, I’m sure.”

“Then I’ll go to the rest stop. It will be safer there.”

Mom climbed into the sleeping compartment as I glided up the ramp to the rest stop. I drove to the back where Mom and I would have privacy, then I joined her in back. What a glorious sight she was! She was stretched out naked on the bed, her hand busily working her pussy.

“Come on, son. Don’t keep me waiting.”

I was shaking like a leaf as I unbuttoned my shirt. By the time I kicked off my shoes, my cock was at half-mast. By the time I pulled off my jeans, it was nearly hard, and when I pulled down my jockeys it sprang up like a striking cobra.

“Oh, my God, Son. I knew you were big, but I had no idea how big because I’ve never seen you hard. I’ve never had one that big. Come and give it to me.”

As I mounted my own mother, all I could think about was how I would measure up. If I shot my load prematurely the way Red had, how could I ever face her again?

“Now don’t be afraid, son. I know you are nervous. What man wouldn’t be when he’s fucking his own mother for the first time? Just relax and think of me as someone else.”

And then the head of my cock was working its way into her tightness. Inch by inch my shaft sank into her warmth. Red’s essence coating the walls of her cunt made penetration easier. I only had three or four inches in her and she was already going crazy.

“Oh, honey, that feels wonderful! Give me that big fucker! Make me feel like a woman again. Oh, yes, I can feel it against my clit. The head of that fucker is as big as one of those Georgia peaches in back. Push it all the way in to my baby maker.”

I began pumping my cock in and out of her tight tunnel. The going got easier as her cuntal juices flowed. She raked her sharp fingernails up my ass and back, not hard enough to do any damage but hard enough to get my attention. Her long legs locked around mine, and then moved higher to capture me around the waist. I pressed my cheek against her dewy forehead and felt her hot breath puffing against my neck.

“OH, MY GOD, SON. YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM ALREADY! WHAT A MAN YOU ARE! YES! UHU..UHU..UHU..UHU..I’M CUMMING!”

I felt like a king as Mom bucked up against me. I had satisfied her on my very first attempt! My fear of a premature ejaculation had been unfounded. With renewed confidence, I pumped my dick into her harder and faster. I had had gaziantep eskort bayan very little sexual experience. When the girls saw the size of my cock, they usually went in the other direction. My experience had been limited to a few hand and blow jobs. Yes, it’s true – Mom gave me my first pussy.

Mom had always been a strong woman, and driving a big rig had made her even stronger, so I wasn’t surprised when she easily flipped me onto my back and mounted me. “I want to ride you for awhile,” she said. She slowly impaled herself on my cock and began posting. I liked that position even better than being on top because I could look at her beautiful breasts. She slapped the big, fruity tits against my face until I captured a swollen nipple in my mouth.

“Oh, yes, honey. Suck my tits. I love to have them sucked. I used to get so horny when you sucked them as a baby. I masturbated while you sucked. It felt so good.”

I went back and forth between Mom’s delicious nipples as she fucked the daylights out of me. I didn’t have to do anything but lay there and enjoy myself. My confidence soared with each passing moment. Mom rode me for fifteen minutes, then twenty, then twenty-five. Every five minutes or so, her beautiful body was racked by a powerful orgasm. So much juice ran out of her cunt that it trickled down into the crack of my ass. But all good things must come to an end. “Oh, Mom, I’m losing it. I can’t hold it in any longer. I’m going to cum, Mom.”

“YES, SON, THAT’S IT! WE’LL CUM TOGETHER. SHOOT YOUR HOT LOAD INTO ME! AHHHHHHHHH..YES!”

On our very first fuck, Mom and I came together. We lay side by side, panting for air like fish out of water. I didn’t know what to say. What does a man say to his mother after he has fucked her for the first time? I probably said something lame like, “Thanks, Mom, it was great.”

“Tom, I think we should stop calling each other “Mom” and “son”. It’s just too weird to call the man who is fucking me “son”. From now on, I’ll call you Tom and you call me Mary.”

We rested for awhile and then she began stroking my cock. I knew then that the party wasn’t over. “My God, Tom, it’s been years since I had a workout like that. I should have taken you on years ago. You’re Dad wanted me to. He wanted to watch you fuck me, can you imagine that? He was always bringing his buddies around to fuck me. He loved to jack off while he watched one, two, or even three guys give it to me. He didn’t force me to do it. I loved it.”

My cock was almost hard again. Mom lowered her pretty head and took it in her warm, wet mouth. We adjusted our positions for comfort and then Mom really went to it. She varied the strokes so that I never knew what was coming next. She sucked hard and then soft, shallow and then deep, and all the while, her head swung from side to side. The few blow jobs that I had had were amateurish by comparison. While she blew me, I fondled her big tits.

“Oh, Mom..er..Mary, I can’t last much longer. Maybe you better stop now, Mom..I mean Mary. OH, GOD, MARY, LOOK OUT I’M GOING TO CUM IN YOUR MOUTH! AHHHHHHH!”

And then there were two firsts: I called my mother by name for the first time, and I came in her mouth for the first time. The orgasm was incredibly intense. I saw stars and momentarily lost my sense of hearing because of the roar in my ears. Mom sucked like a hungry calf until she had drained every drop from my balls.

Lost in our own thoughts, we lay in silence for a long time. Mom finally broke the silence. “Well, Tom, I guess we had better get rolling before those peaches rot.”

Mom and I had a great life after that. Our trucking business prospered. It seemed like the more fucking she and I did, the more business we got. I was not Mom’s exclusive lover. From time to time, she liked to take on other men for variety. But she told me that I was her favorite, and I believe she meant it.

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Please start this story with part 1 of 2. Because of the character limit, I had to split the story into two. Part 1 has to be read first to set the stage for the below, though. I hope you enjoy and please feel free to leave comments (positive or negative)!

***7:00 PM Saturday***

(Glenn)

We get back in the car after dinner and buckle our belts.

(Sandy)

Still not knowing what the surprise is, I press. “Okay, it’s time to reveal your big surprise. What is it?”

(Glenn)

“Not yet. We’ll be there in about 5 minutes and you’ll see.

(Sandy)

“I’m dying to know. You can’t give me a hint?”

(Glenn)

“No. Any hint would give it away. Just wait 5 more minutes and you’ll see.” Sandy squints her eyes, trying to figure me out, then finally gives up and sits back for the short ride.

(Sandy)

We’re in a sketchy part of downtown when Glenn pulls into a parking lot behind a large dark building with no signs. The only indication that this place exists was the fact that there was a street number on the front of the building above its blacked out windows. “Babe, what is this? I feel uncomfortable being dressed like this at night in this location.”

(Glenn)

“Just trust me. Come on.”

(Sandy)

Glenn gets out and comes around to my side of the car to open my door.

(Glenn)

Sandy looks so hot extending her exposed right leg out of the car, followed by her left. She stands outside the car and adjusts her dress, flattening it against her butt and pulling her breasts up to maximize her cleavage. I close the car door and stand to her left, extending my right hand to her. She grabs it with her left hand and we proceed to the building’s entrance in the rear so we’re not seen by people driving by. I open the door and hold it, guiding her in by the small of her back. Once in, I pull even with her and put my right arm around the back of her waist as we walk through an empty hallway to the sounds of her shoes meeting the tile floor. I look over at her beautiful face to find her still trying to figure this out. She looks over at me shaking her head in confusion as we reach a second pair of doors among the darkened interior. I open these doors to reveal a dimly lit lobby with a movie poster on each side of a counter occupied by a balding middle-aged man in glasses with a gray mustache.

(Sandy)

“Is this a theater?” After asking, I notice the two posters at the counter, both being porn posters.

(Glenn)

“Uh-huh.”

(Theater Employee)

“Wow! You look great hon.”

(Sandy)

Not sure of how to reply, I just smile at the older man.

(Glenn)

“Two tickets, please.”

(Theater Employee)

“Which theater, 1 to my right or 2 to my left?”

(Sandy)

The posters must correspond with what’s showing in each. Theater 1 is showing MILFS in Heat while theater 2 is showing Anal Escapades. I’m taken aback by what’s unfolding here. This is NOT what I expected as the big surprise for our 15th anniversary.

(Glenn)

“Let’s go with theater 1.”

(Sandy)

I watch Glenn complete the transaction as comfortably as if he was checking out at the grocery. He reaches his right hand out to me again and throws his head toward the cinema door, indicating the direction we’re going. Hesitantly, I grab his hand and let him lead me to the door not knowing what to expect. He opens the door to a loud squeak so that our arrival can’t be ignored by anybody already in there. He gently pulls me forward so that I enter first. The theater is dark, but has some dim bulbs overhead so we can see everything inside. There are probably about 30 seats in 5 rows of 6 and the screen is about half the size of a normal theater screen. The seats aren’t as elevated, either. They’re all closer to the floor. The screen also isn’t set up as high. In fact, the bottom of the screen is only a couple of feet above the floor.

The scene on the screen is currently a group of women sitting in a circle talking. There’s no sex right now. I scan the seats and notice a couple in the middle of the second row and a guy sitting alone in the back row as far away from the door as possible. That’s it. I’m a little surprised and honestly relieved that there are so few people in here. This is incredibly awkward, but it would have been more awkward with more people.

(Glenn)

Looking around the room, I see a guy and woman in the second row. I’m assuming they’re together. Both look to be overweight, though, it’s hard to tell at this angle and in this lighting since we’re standing behind them. There’s also a guy sitting in the 5th and last row by himself at the end farthest away from the door we just came through. He looks like he might also be overweight and in his 50s. I can see him a little better than the couple because of the way the projector illuminates his area. He has light, maybe gray hair to his shoulders and a full beard. It looks like he’s wearing jeans and a t-shirt with some kind of logo on the front, maybe a music group’s logo.

I put my right hand on Sandy’s butt and guide her to the second seat of the 4th row. She sits down as I sit next her in the aisle seat.

(Sandy)

The seats are surprisingly comfortable with thick cushions. The couple looks back at us, then return their attention to the screen. “Glenn, what are we doing here?”

(Glenn)

“I wanted to try something new and exciting for our anniversary. If we hate it, we’ll never do it again. But, let’s give it a shot and see if there’s something about it that we like.” Sandy looks at me without saying anything, then looks at the screen.

(Sandy)

I’m willing to try most things, but this just feels weird. I’ll try to stick it out for a bit for Glenn’s sake, but I don’t think this is my kind of scene.

I watch the movie on the screen as the conversation that was happening when we entered has been replaced by a young guy groping an older woman’s breasts. From the dialogue, I gather she’s supposed to be a friend of the kid’s mom. They start kissing and the groping gets heavier. I shift my attention to the couple a few rows in front of us and can see them kissing now. I look back at the lonely guy behind us and he’s also watching the couple. He suddenly looks in my direction and notices me watching him. I turn away and look back at the screen. From my short observation, the lonely guy is overweight with long gray hair and a gray beard. He’s wearing jeans with a dark t-shirt tucked into his jeans.

I feel Glenn’s left hand start to rub my right thigh. He tries to open my legs and I gently push his hand away. “Nuh-uh.”

(Glenn)

Sandy’s dress is still covering most of her legs as I get shut down from feeling her up. The couple in front of us is kissing more with the movie serving as a backdrop, which is turning me on more. After a few seconds, I reach over again for a second attempt.

(Sandy)

The couple in front of us is really kissing now as Glenn’s hand reaches over again. This time, I gently wrap my hand around his and move it to his lap before letting go.

After a few more minutes, the woman on the screen starts blowing the young guy. I again direct my attention to the couple in front of us. I think they sat there so they could be watched. Suddenly, the woman’s right arm starts going up and down. I’m pretty sure she’s masturbating her boyfriend/husband! I look back at the lonely guy again and see him watching them. He’s slowly rubbing his dick through his pants now. Again, he looks over at me and I look away. Glenn’s left hand again meets my right bursa escort thigh. I spread my legs to give him access to touch me more. I’m nervous to see where this public display goes, but I’m also getting hornier from the movie and seeing the couple near the front. Glenn slides his hand up and starts rubbing my vulva through the dress. I slowly exhale heavily and watch Glenn’s face as he explores my body without taking his eyes off the screen. I put my arms on the backs of the seats beside me and open myself to my husband. Finally, he looks at me with a devilish smile. Then, he unexpectedly gets on the floor in front of me.

(Glenn)

I get on my knees and lift Sandy’s dress up, exposing her trimmed pussy since she’s not wearing underwear. Up top, she has her arms sprawled out across three seats. I lift her right leg and rest it on the seat to her right that I just vacated and bury my tongue into her snatch. She lets out a groan and starts smiling with closed eyes. Her tongue presses against her upper lip as she lets me orally service her.

(Sandy)

Glenn’s teasing my cunt with his tongue, mixing penetration with light licks. I spread my legs as much as possible in this position and let him have me. I open my eyes again to find the woman near the front missing, then notice she’s bobbing up and down on her man. She’s blowing him. My vagina keeps getting wetter so that I can hear Glenn’s tongue working it. I look back at the lonely man again to find him leaning forward and watching us now instead of the other couple. He picked a great spot to see all the action. I slowly look away from him and down to my husband. I can only see the top half of his face and head. I place my left hand on his head and gently hold his hair before closing my eyes again.

(Glenn)

Sandy holds my head while I continue servicing her with my mouth. I look up at her to find her eyes closed as she licks her lips. She looks like an animal in heat now. With my head between her thighs, I can see past her shoulder to the lonely older guy now standing and watching us over the seats. He makes eye contact with me, so I direct him to Sandy’s right side with my eyes and eyebrows. He slides over and sits down behind her right shoulder. Then, I see him lean forward and reach his large right hand forward.

(Sandy)

Glenn keeps swirling his tongue around inside my vagina and it feels so good. Suddenly, I feel something touch my right shoulder. I gasp and my eyes shoot open. I look back and see the large older guy directly behind me now. My mouth opens a little at the surprise of his touch, but I don’t stop him. He takes this opportunity as an invitation to push his sweaty hand inside my dress and start groping my right breast. I lean my head back and watch his forearm flex as he molests me however he wants. I can’t believe how turned on I am by this.

(Glenn)

I watch from between my wife’s strong thighs as an older stranger feels her up from behind. He pushes his left hand into the top of her dress and now has both tits in his grasp. Sandy’s head is laid back on the seat, openly displaying her neck down to her chest. She’s enjoying this, which is turning me on more.

(Sandy)

The stranger continues massaging my breasts in his hands, mixing in some nipple pinches. With my head laid back, the stranger leans in more and starts running his tongue up and down my exposed neck. Bringing a fragrance of alcohol and cigarettes with him, his scruffy beard scratches against my neck and jaw, making me moan.

(Glenn)

The stranger is now kissing and licking my wife’s neck up to her right ear. He sucks her ear into his mouth, bringing an expression of lust from her face as he tastes her. She pulls her right hand up and grabs the man’s right wrist as he continues feasting on her neck.

He then pulls his right hand out from her dress and slides it up to her neck to wrap it around her throat. In response to his touch, my wife directs her eyes to his as he pulls his face back a few inches to look into her eyes. My wife’s pussy is dripping wet from being molested by the other guy, then she shocks me with her next move. With her head laid back and watching the stranger, she flicks her tongue out in search of his. The man responds by flicking his tongue out so that it meets hers. Their tongues are licking each other’s in a perverse display. Both are audibly moaning with their mouths open. This is unbelievably hot.

(Sandy)

Under a heavy fog of lust, I lick this other man’s tongue, flicking in and out of each other’s mouths. With his right hand still around my throat, he holds me in place and dives forward so that our mouths close on each other. His long tongue licks the inside of my mouth in an attempt to reach my throat. I hold his right wrist with my right hand as I allow the stranger to search my mouth with his tongue. I return the action in an attempt to slide my tongue down his throat. I’m so fucking turned on right now and can’t get enough of this older man’s aggressive mouth attacking mine.

(Glenn)

Sandy is rapidly gyrating her hips and dripping pussy juice onto my face. I continue eating her out from my knees while looking up and watching a stranger deep kissing my extremely hot wife. There’s no mistake about it, this other guy is not attractive and would never have a shot with my wife outside of this setting. But, she’s so consumed with horniness and lust right now that she’s passionately making out with the guy. The stranger has my wife’s left breast pulled out of the top of her dress now and is squeezing like he owns it.

Sandy’s left nipple is rock hard. After a minute of DEEP kissing, their faces pull back a couple of inches to show their tongues still wrestling and diving in and out of the other’s mouth. Sandy’s muffled moans tell the story of her horniness. It’s so sexy. The man shoves his tongue deep into her mouth again and she latches onto it between her lips and sucks it like it’s the man’s penis. With his mouth wide open groaning, she sucks on his tongue. After a few more seconds, she lets go and flicks her tongue out to lick his one last time in this position. He backs his weathered face up, giving me an opening to change positions. Sandy looks down at me, licking her slobbery lips as I stand up.

(Sandy)

Fuck yes. Being used and shared like this is a major turn on. Glenn stands up and looks down at me. The other man lets go of me so that I am left untouched for the first time in about 5 minutes. With my left breast already fully exposed and hanging out of the top of my dress, I whip my right one out to match its freedom.

Glenn unzips his pants and pulls his erection out of the pant hole before sitting in the first seat of our row. The older man climbs over the seats so that he’s now standing directly behind me and puts his hands on my hips. Sitting down with his erection pointing to the ceiling, Glenn reaches up to grab the back of my neck and pulls me down to take his cock in my mouth. Still standing, I bend over and take the familiar meat between my lips and start blowing my husband’s 6 inches.

(Glenn)

Sandy wraps her wet lips around my cock and goes to town on it. Her large breasts hang with heft and slightly swing with her head movements. The stranger stands behind her watching with his hands on her hips. I wonder what his next move on my wife will be.

(Sandy)

As I bob on my husband’s erection, the stranger pushes forward so that his concealed cock pushes into my horny ass, bringing another moan out of me. He leans forward so that his hands move up my body and grab my hanging tits. bursa escort bayan He starts fondling me from behind again. I then feel his warm breath on the back of my neck as he begins licking it. With my hair hanging down to my left in this position he has full access to it. I’m loving this feeling and push my ass back against his crotch to rub myself into his erection. Meanwhile, my husband keeps using my mouth for his own pleasure.

(Glenn)

I watch the stranger lick the back of my wife’s neck while her mouth performs a wet blowjob on my tool. I notice her body rocking, it looks like she’s rubbing herself against his crotch. I know the view the man has of my wife’s butt and am jealous of him. She’s surely gotten him fully erect by now.

(Sandy)

Even though the stranger is fully clothed and my dress is still in place below my chest, I can feel the man’s erection rubbing against me. It feels impressively thick from what I can feel, likely much larger than Glenn’s. While serving Glenn with a wet blowjob, I continue rolling my hips against the man behind me. I wonder if he likes this view of my ass. The man starts bouncing his crotch against me in an attempt to dry hump me, so I start doing the same. His licking picks up pace and I hear him breathing heavily against me. His left hand abandons my left breast and slides back down to my hip. He holds me in place as he continues shoving his crotch into me.

(Glenn)

Sandy moans with my dick in her mouth while she dry humps the stranger behind her. The man’s long tongue continues running over her neck so that he tastes as much of her as he can. I can see the guy with his hand on her hip, trying to pull her more into him. Sandy finally lets my cock out of her mouth after about 5 minutes to look up at me with a huge smile on her face.

(Sandy)

“Thank you.”

(Glenn)

“Happy anniversary.” Her curvy body continues rocking from the dry hump with her left tit freely swinging. I grab it and lean forward to kiss her. We have a quick deep kiss before I stand up again. The stranger slows his movement in anticipation of his new role in this experience. I stand Sandy up, turn her around to face the man, bend her over again, pull her dress up, and enter her wet pussy from behind. She lets out a loud moan and grabs the backs of the seats to her sides to brace herself. The man sits down in the seat in front of Sandy and pulls her toward him. She and I step forward together so that she puts her hands on his thighs, then I resume fucking her.

(Sandy)

Glenn’s taking me from behind and the stranger is letting me use his legs to hold myself up. Bent over, I’m inches from his face. He reaches his left hand behind my head and pulls me forward, so I flick my tongue out and again meet his. We return to licking inside each other’s mouths, our kiss that was interrupted by my husband’s blowjob. We’re both breathing heavily as we swap our spit. This is not an attractive man by any means, but I want him.

I appreciate the care he has given me over the last 15 minutes or so. He could have forced himself onto me with unwanted actions, but he’s remained restrained. Recognizing that, I slide my right hand to his covered erection and grab it. It’s big, I like it. I start rubbing his concealed cock, which prompts him to shove his tongue deeper into my throat. “Mmm-hmmm.” I open my mouth wider to let him in as much as I can. The slapping sounds from my husband pounding me from behind ring through the theater and I’ve completely forgotten there’s another couple in here. I only care about the two men giving me attention.

(Glenn)

I can see over my wife’s right shoulder that she’s once again passionately kissing the stranger. I can also see her hand rubbing the man’s bulging crotch. I wonder what would happen if it was released from his pants. I wonder if it’d be bigger than mine. I keep plowing into my my wife for a few more minutes. Looking to my right, I see the other couple also having sex with the girl seated on top of the guy riding him. I want that. I pull out of my wife and sit down. She withdraws her mouth from the stranger with a thin line of saliva dripping down her chin as she looks over her left shoulder at me.

(Sandy)

The stranger and I cease our sloppy kissing so I can look back. I swallow the mixed spit in my mouth and see my husband sitting down. He tells me to get on top of him, so I remove my hand from the stranger’s bulge and turn around to face Glenn. I hike my dress up and straddle him, impaling myself on his erection and start riding him. I lean my face down and lock my wet lips on his to start kissing him with my used tongue and fuck him.

(Glenn)

My wife is riding me hard. I can tell she’s trying to fuck me to orgasm. Her wet tongue slides into my mouth and we fuck with more passion than ever before. After a minute of kissing, I pull my face back to look her in the eyes. She stares back at me without emotion, completely overcome with lust while pounding her beautiful pussy down on me with the sound of wetness. I then see the stranger standing behind her, looking over my wife’s left shoulder. It looks like he might be undoing his pants, then his hands slide under Sandy’s armpits and grab her heavy tits. Sandy closes her eyes and faintly smiles as she takes it all in.

(Sandy)

With Glenn’s prick being driven driven into me, I feel the stranger touch my exposed left buttcheek from behind while grabbing my tits again. I open my eyes and turn my head to look over my left shoulder. I look down and see his big erection fully exposed with his pants at his ankles. It’s very large and hairy. It’s fat and wide like a soda can, also probably a little longer than Glenn’s. The big purple head grazes my ass again as I continue rididing Glenn. I look back up at the stranger’s face to find him staring into my eyes. I reach my left hand up and behind myself to pull the stranger toward me and secure my lips around his again. Our tongues flick around in our mouths, then I feel his warm cock against my ass crack. He lets go of my right breast and moves his hand down to my butt. He squeezes my right cheek and starts running his sexy old cock up and down inside my buttcrack. The hot shaft rubs against my asshole, provoking a muffled moan from me into his mouth. Oh, God. The unattractive stranger’s big cock feels amazing against my asshole. I want him in my butt, so I push back into him to invite him to take my forbidden hole. He squeezes my buttcheek harder and grinds his shaft between my cheeks harder.

(Glenn)

Sandy and the stranger continue sucking each other’s tongues as she rides me with her firm body being thrown up and down. I see the stranger moving his hips behind her. I’m left wondering what’s going on back there.

(Sandy)

While continuing to plunge my husband up my pussy, I push my ass back into the stranger. He pulls his face back to break our kiss and look down at me. Finally, he speaks for the first time with a rough whisper into my left ear so that only I can hear his question.

(Stranger)

“Do you want it?”

(Sandy)

“More than anything.” I shove my tongue back into the man’s mouth and stop bouncing on my husband.

(Glenn)

Sandy stops riding me. What’s going on?

(Sandy)

I feel the man’s massive cock move down my crack so that the shaft isn’t flat against it anymore. Now, just the head touches my butthole. “Mmm-hmmm.” I moan into my new lover’s mouth and push myself back into him. I feel the head of his cock push against my butthole, then wrestle its way inside and stretch bursa escort kız me open. I let out another moan and start humping both cocks with the stranger licking my tongue in my closed mouth.

(Glenn)

Sandy starts riding again, but her vagina feels more strained. Is this guy anal fucking her?! A few seconds later, my question is answered as Sandy sends a muffled scream into the stranger’s mouth.

(Sandy)

The stranger pushes his fat cock up my ass, inches deep. I scream and take him as well as I can.

(Glenn)

I feel the stranger’s dick pushing against Sandy’s vaginal wall. He IS butt fucking her. We’ve only done that a few times over 15 years and she’s given it to this ugly guy 20 minutes after encountering him. Her sluttiness send a rushing wave of lust over me as I begin pounding up into her hard. She cries out, again muffled by the other man’s wet mouth covering hers. I hear him grunting as he relentlessly fucks my wife’s precious asshole.

(Sandy)

Both cocks are now furiously fucking my tight holes. I’m sopping wet and dripping all over my husband’s crotch below. The stranger continues fucking my mouth deep with his slimy tongue. Our mouths are filled with each other’s spit. I ty to swallow when I can, but the saliva is building quicker than I can keep up with. Suddenly, the man lets go of my left breast and brings his hand up to my neck. He squeezes, choking me. My legs start quivering as I feel my orgasm building. The man is plowing my butthole now, shoving as much of his gorgeous breeding tool into me as he can. My ass bottoms out on him and I bang against his cushioned pelvis to feel his large gut smacking into me. The random man is balls deep in my anus and the amount of pressure pushing against my intestines is unforgettable. Our breathing is heavy as I get used by two dicks.

(Glenn)

With the stranger’s hands on my wife’s behind and throat, her big tits swing freely as the stranger and I have our ways with her body. She almost resembles a ragdoll now, completely controlled by her lovers. Her face is changing shades from the man’s tight grip on her neck. Sandy looks like she’s trying to make the man cum with how she’s making love to his mouth with hers. I feel Sandy’s vagina close tightly on me, then hot fluid gushes out onto my crotch. She’s squirting her orgasm everywhere.

(Sandy)

I spray the strongest orgasm of my life. This is such an unbelievable feeling. The stranger releases his grip on my throat and pulls his mouth from mine. I gasp for air with his spit running out of the corners of my mouth and dripping onto my tits. I immediately lean down and shove my drenching tongue into my husband’s mouth and suck him into mine. He greedily accepts me and shoves his tongue back into me. The stranger keeps riding me from behind, loosening my bowels and driving himself deep up my shitter.

The stranger suddenly quickens his pace and fucks my ass with the speed of a horny rabbit. He grunts loudly and rapidly pulls out in time to splash his seed over my exposed backside. He continues groaning as he sprays rope after rop of hot ejaculate onto my back and buttcheeks. I remove my mouth from Glenn and sit straight up. “Oh, fuck yeah. Cum over my ass, baby.” With that, I feel Glenn unload his balls in my pussy. I look down at him to watch him finish inside me.

(Glenn)

My cock erupts inside my wife, knowing the stranger just came on her from behind. She slams her cunt down onto me and flexes her muscles inside to tightly squeeze me.

(Sandy)

Glenn pumps his sperm into me as the stranger’s orgasm subsides. I can feel his warm cum dripping down my ass as Glenn fills me with his. I gyrate and ride hard to ensure every drop from my husband’s balls gets deposited in my drenching wet pussy.

Finally, Glenn stops pumping. The stranger slowly caresses my butt with his hand. “Holy shit.” I reach my left hand back and grab the stranger’s soaked monster while looking over my left shoulder at his exhausted face.

(Glenn)

“That was fucking amazing.” The movie continues playing on the screen and I see the other couple watching us from their seats. Sandy, the stranger, and I are all out of breath.

The stranger runs his hands over my wife’s large tits one last time, pulls his pants up, thanks us, and exits the theater. I look up at my wife.

(Sandy)

“He just fucking used me.”

(Glenn)

“I know. Are you okay?” She gives me a look like that was the stupidest question I could have asked.

(Sandy)

“I absolutely loved it. Babe, he fucked my ass really deep and it was so good.”

(Glenn)

Hearing her say that made my flaccid dick twitch a little. “Did he cum in you or on you?”

(Sandy)

“On me. But, he pulled out so fast and was already shooting his load on me, I bet he didn’t make it out in time and pumped once in me. I DEFINITELY at least took his pre-cum up my ass. Honestly, I wanted his whole load dumped inside.”

(Glenn)

“Mmmmm. That’s fucking hot.” I lean forward and kiss my wife’s mouth again, then we both stand up and get ourselves together. I zip up my pants and watch Sandy pull her dress down over her cum-covered ass without even wiping it off. She tucks her big tits back into the top of the dress, holds my left hand with her right, and leads me out of the theater. The middle-age employee at the counter gives us a nod as we start our exit.

(Theater Employee)

“Come back in the future?”

(Sandy)

“Oh, we definitely will.”

(Glenn)

Her response was what I was hoping to hear. I’ve successfuuly managed to fulfill both of our biggest fantasies in one night. I’m proud of myself for pulling this off and watch my wife’s used ass sway with her walk as we reach the exit doors.

(Sandy)

The stranger’s cum is drying on my ass, I feel its stickiness hardening on my smooth skin. This night has been a MASSIVE turn-on. I’m so happy I let myself enjoy my husband sharing me. I find myself wanting more of the stranger’s cock, especially in my mouth and vagina. His kissing was impeccable, I’ve never been with anyone else who used my mouth the way he did. Knowing he’s gone forever, though, I find myself looking forward to the next time we do this.

On the drive back to the hotel, I spread my legs in the car and play with myself while Glenn tries to keep his focus on the road. He can’t help checking me out, though. We stop at a red light and I put my window down as another car pulls up next to us. I put my right leg out the window and hear yelling coming from the car. I look over and it’s a couple of good looking young guys. The driver puts his window down so they can get a better look. I watch them watch me and slide two fingers inside myself and start fucking my pussy for their entertainment. Their jaws are hanging open as they quietly observe. Unfortunately, the light turns green after about 15 seconds and Glenn makes the left turn while the other guys sit at the red light waiting to drive straight. Being watched sent a rush through my body. As the hotel comes into view, I bring my leg back in and pull my dress down.

***9:00 AM Sunday***

(Glenn)

After getting back to our hotel room last night, Sandy and I passionately fucked for hours. We’ve never had sex like that before. She also let me anal fuck her. As I rode her from behind, I felt the stranger’s dried cum on her ass. Knowing how her butthole was used earlier by a random guy, I didn’t last long before cumming in her ass.

(Sandy)

What an incredible night. This was by far the best anniversary ever. I plan on making a trip to the adult cinema an anniversary tradition moving forward. Until that time comes again, I’ll be fantasizing about it and impatiently waiting for another stranger’s cock to use me however I’m needed in order to satisfy it.

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“DADDY!” screamed my nude step-daughter Nadia — partly in surprise, partly in mocking disdain — as she reached down her slender body to grab the bedsheet puddled at the foot of her bed.

My cock, already nearly fully erection, instantly swelled into a throbbing, aching shaft inside my pants and underwear. Having seen the expensive sportscar parked in our driveway just now as I got home from work, I had assumed Nadia’s new friend Paul was still here. I’d introduced Nadia to him after he responded to my Internet ad, for local hung men who might want to help teach my very sexy, and incredibly horny, 18 year old daughter how to fuck. The first time he picked up Nadia after school and drove her home, she had a smile on her face all night and couldn’t put her fucking knees together. So this hadn’t been a surprise, finding his car still at our place.

After finding the first floor empty and undisturbed, my prick had begun to pulse anxiously as I climbed the steps to the second floor and found Nadia’s bedroom door ajar — a pleasant change from the last couple of times she had men home after school, when she’d shut and locked her door. Even standing at the top of the steps, from inside her room I could hear muffled giggles.

Peeking into the crack left open by the door, and not seeing Nadia’s bed, I pushed the door softly and poked my head inside her room. I was delighted to see her slender back and legs lying on her side on her bed, her long black hair and tight teenage ass facing me at the door, while Paul’s much larger, sturdy naked frame laid on his side facing her. His hairy adult arm was wrapped around Nadia’s back, his fingers (bearing his wedding ring) stroking her soft skin on her lower back. My daughter’s face was near his, their eyes looking at each other as they were whispering something together privately.

His eyes alerted Nadia to my presence, and my recently-slutty step-daughter whipped her skinny face around to find me staring at her and her fuck-friend. As she rolled onto her back and sat upright to grab her bedsheet, I could see the glistening clear stains of cum on her smallish breasts and even a bit on the side of her triangular jaw.

“Daddy, you fuck, can’t you see we’re busy?” Nadia snickered as she laid on her back now, licking a drop of sperm near her mouth, pulling the bedsheet over Paul and herself up to her armpits, completely covering the both of them but for their shoulders and heads.

I grinned knowingly and approvingly, my penis aching in my pants. Nadia had her 18th birthday not even four months ago, but in that time she’d gone from a repressed, shy virgin to a cock-loving, easy slut. Don’t get me wrong, I am not doing her myself. That’s kind of sick, isn’t it? She’s not a blood-relative of mine, but she’s my wife’s daughter, and she’s more or less my daughter now since I’ve been helping raise her for about 10 years. With her very successful mom Katya on another one of her long European business trips this month, which had become the norm since she began her communications company a few years ago, I was raising Nadia myself more or less. And it turned out Nadia was every bit a cock-craving hottie as her mom, only she needed some help from me to actually live out her fantasies. Yes, I thought Nadia was incredibly delicious and fuckable, even as her step-dad; her petite and narrow shoulders and hips, her b-cup boobies and stiff nipples, her exquisite porcelain skin and Russian cheeks and jawline — I’d fantasized about her plenty. But it’s not a daddy’s, or a step-daddy’s, job to fuck his daughter. Dutifully, I’d been setting her up with other adult men, at first just in compromising situations that inevitably led to sex but now recently simply for fuckdates.

She stared at me with feigned horror, but her eyes smiled at me playfully. Maybe I was meant to “discover” her in bed with Paul; surely she knew I would be coming home from work around this time.

I pretended to be ashamed and guilty, hanging my head low a moment. I was already thinking about going into the bathroom to jerk off my dick, which was pounding in pain inside my pants. A part of me thought about asking to watch, which until now she hadn’t ever let me do — and it was only recently, the last month or so, that she even let me know for sure she was getting fucked by these hot men. She’d been so embarrassed that she let them fuck her, she acted like nothing ever happened, even though I set her up to be fucked. It took a couple of months for her to realize Daddy was letting her have sex. So I played along. “Shall I shut your bedroom door?” I ask, already reaching for the doorknob to close it.

“Yeah,” my brunette step-daughter replied quickly, but then she instantly changed her mind and blurted out something else. “NO! Wait a minute, you gotta DO something for us.”

The urgency in her voice, and the thrill of something fun, gave me hope of being invited to do something exquisitely fun. Turns out, it wasn’t görükle escort quite what I would have imagined.

“Daddy,” she grinned wickedly at me, a distinct air of feminine eroticism infused in her voice, “is it okay if, umm, well . . . .” Here eyes rolled and her pale-white cheeks blushed crimson red, and knowing her well I realized she was about to ask something she felt I might find a bit over the line. Lying behind her and looking at me silently, the 40-something year old married stud Paul chuckled, apparently knowing what her request would be. I got the feeling it would be something I’d find incredibly sexy. She hesitated, took a breath, and continued. “Daddy, Paul and, like, a friend or something, have got a beach house for this weekend — I’m sure you don’t mind if, um, if I go?”

Now this sounded interesting for sure, I was smiling even as she asked it. It proved her lessons about sex this summer had been working exactly as I intended, maybe even better than I could have imagined. Just this past Saturday I’d left her alone with two hung adult men who fucked the living shit out of her, her first time satisfying two grown men at once. So now her confidence in her sexual abilities was evidently very high, she was agreeing to sex with guys even without her pervy Daddy’s help. “Sounds like a weekend of fun in the sun,” I mused for her, trying to act casual and not let on like it would be filled with sex. I never, ever said anything, ever, about her getting fucked. That seemed to be how she liked it, as if it was our little game. Frankly, if you could transcribe every conversation I had with her all summer, you’d never be able to tell that she knew I was aware she was fucking these men. I acted like it wasn’t ever about sex, and, she never said anything to me about fucking. But I was now incredibly aroused realizing she was going to fuck someone else whom I didn’t even know at all. “So who’s the friend, honey, someone you know baby?” I direct the question to Nadia, not Paul.

I saw the shapes under the bedsheet moving. Paul was moving his hips behind her. Nadia let out a little, soft gasp, and her thin, tiny jaw trembled a moment. From that little yelp, I figure he just slid his cock up against her little asscheeks, as she lay on her side in front of him; the little motion in the bedsheet told me he was slowly grinding his fat adult cock up and down her asscrack. Nadia’s eyes were on mine, watching me see her naked in bed with the horny adult male. She was enjoying my attention, even though of course officially I didn’t know what was happening since the bedsheet was covering it all. So I was a bit startled, but very excited, to see more motion under the bedsheet. Nadia slid her upper harm behind herself, downwards, to grab the stud’s penis behind her.

Nadia shrugged at my question about who the other guy was, again not saying anything that sounded sexual. “Yeah, sorta — a friend, er, friends of Paul’s.”

Wow, I thought! My eyes get wide, and I didn’t really try to hide my excitement. “Friend-SSS? More than one?” I smile at the pervy male laying behind my daughter, even more aroused that he’s going to share her with other men. Maybe she told him about this past Saturday, I thought. I had always wondered if I could make her such a slut that she’d agree to be gang-banged, but I wasn’t sure I could broach that line. Apparently, she was willing and she didn’t need Daddy’s help.

Her hand was undoubtedly stroking Paul’s thick dick between their bodies, all hidden by the bedsheet. Her shoulder, visible to me, was making very small circular motions, and as she reached behind herself I could see the shape of Paul’s hips under the bedsheet now wiggling at about the same rhythm. Nadia wryly smiled at my question and confirmed, indirectly, just how slutty this 18 year old had become. “Yeah, Daddy, um — three of them, Paul and his friends . . . you don’t mind, do you, Daddy, if I go with them?” Her smile was ear to ear, although she briefly bit her lower lip displaying a slight nerve. I could tell she was loving this, her newfound sexual prowess, all on display for her loving Daddy.

I giggled that she was pretending to ask me for permission — or, maybe she was actually asking for it, but she was 18 now, wasn’t she. She had become the confident, aggressive little slut I thought she would be; just like her mom, whom I met years ago at a swinger party only a couple of months after she emigrated from Russia.

Very surprisingly, I found myself in new terrain. We still hadn’t actually mentioned sex to each other, but she was asking to fuck a bunch of men. It was a fantasy of mine, to openly discuss her sexual affairs, and I wasn’t sure — the way the summer had gone — that it would ever actually happen. Not that, at the moment, I was sure it would happen; she still wasn’t saying anything to me that was provocative. So I decided to give her the chance to come right out and tell me she karacabey escort was going to get fucked.

Sounding like the proper father who inquired about his daughter’s activities, I adopted a bit of a serious, studious tone. “Well, tell me more, honey — are you just going to spend the whole weekend at this beach house and at the beach?”

The little brunette vixen grinned and nodded. “Definitely.” Paul moaned behind her. I saw his arm around her, under the bedsheet, sliding down her slender teenage body — reaching into her crotch, I assumed, from the shapes made by the bedsheet draped over them. I couldn’t repress my moan, as I saw the shape of his hand reaching over her pelvis, maybe even now touching her pussy. He had to be touching it. Nadia’s jaw dropped more, and she let out a tiny squeal as I imagined her friend’s stiff adult finger found her clit and started rubbing it softly.

I still pretended not to notice that she was stroking his dick and he was rubbing her pussy. “Oh, I’m sure you’ll have a fab time at the beach.” She didn’t mention she’d be fucking, but, the smile she was giving me, and the motions from under her bedsheets, left little room for debate. Now, the mention of the beach brought to mind a conversation I had with her not long ago, that she needed more bikinis like the string one I had bought her earlier in the summer. “Since you’ll be on the beach all weekend, do I need to buy you some new bikinis for this little vacation?”

On the bed in front of me, my step-daughter and her adult friend were lost in a trance. Both were looking at me, but a bit past me, like I was the wall. I began to smell how horny they both were, the unmistakable odor of horny genitals was filling the room. They were masturbating each other, and pretty aggressively, as I stood in front of them. Nadia’s eyes fixated on me in a couple of seconds, although her body belonged to Paul and his fingertips on her pussylips and clitty. “Uh — uh — um, no — no, Daddy — I, um — I, you know, probably won’t need it — like — its, like, um, kinda a private little beach I guess? And um — well, I guess, I — he said I won’t need, um –“

“Oh!” I grinned in realization. Her smile grew even larger when it was clear that I understood what she meant, and I was readily going along with it. Fuck, I thought to myself, just tell me you’re going to get fucked, Daddy just wants to hear that you’re a little slut and going to get fucked all weekend. “So, it’s a private beach — you’ll probably just want to, what, avoid tan lines and go naked the whole weekend?”

There, I said it. I wanted to add, “and get fucked all weekend,” but, that was pretty good. I got it out into the open.

Nadia was nodding, but she really blushed before answering. She wanted to say it too, but she was hesitant. “Yes, Daddy — that’s it.”

And suddenly, she yelped a bit more, and her small head turned to look over her petite nude shoulder back at Paul. There was commotion around her hips under the bedsheet. I saw an inverted “V” shape rise in the bedsheets where her legs were, as Paul began raising Nadia’s upper leg to spread her open as she lay on her side. A moment later he was sliding his body downwards a bit, moaning too, and I assumed he was positioning his big penis against her pussy from behind as she lay on her side — hidden from her father’s eyes by the bedsheet.

I’d seen pictures of his dick, he emailed them to me when I was trying to determine if he’d be a good candidate to pick up Nadia after school a couple times a week. He sent me this one photo of his huge cock stretching out a college-aged girl, the look of joy and pain on her face was monumental. Even touching his big cockhead to Nadia’s pussy, apparently, was a delight.

“So, let me get this straight,” I panted adoringly, knowing full well that the male was positioning himself to fuck my step-daughter. There was no reason to keep hiding from the truth, no matter how much fun it had been this summer. Now was the moment I could ask her anything at all. “You’re gonna be naked at a beach house all weekend with Paul and three men?”

My slutty step-daughter look back at me, biting her lip, and I could see she was hiding something else from me. But at the moment she had to be feeling Paul’s big married dick against her tiny, teenage cunt, the fat round head undoubtedly rubbing her shiny wet little pink lips that I made her shave all the time now, and I could visualize him smearing precum and her juices all around her skin. With all that fun activity over her pussy she was barely able to nod at my question, “Uh huh,” she purred, admitting aloud that she’ll be naked with four adult men.

I smiled even more at the image, and I was definitely loving the little sex monster I had created. “So — princess, have you MET any of these other men before?”

Now she shook her head, while her eyes were glassing with the feeling of her vagina beginning mudanya escort to ache for more the attention from the fat cock against it. “Um — no, Daddy. Not — not yet. But, um — Paul says — he says they are all nice. And like — really hot.”

“Nice and hot, huh,” I stammer, watching the shapes of the bedsheet moving while I was inhaling the odors of two horny naked people under it. Paul has his arm still draped around her smallish body, apparently pressing his hand into her belly or maybe reaching to touch her clitty. He was starting to pant, his jaw open and heavy deep breaths landing on the side of Nadia’s petite neck, and the bedsheet had various shapes undulating more energetically while both of them were gasping for air. I had the distinct impression his cock was about to penetrate my step-daughter’s pussy from behind.

I’m not sure what turned me on more, seeing (sort of) Nadia about to get fucked, or the image of her on a beach naked with four horny adult men. I wanted to hear her talk more about it, that was for sure. “So — of course you can go on this trip, it sounds fun, just, you sure you don’t mind getting naked in front of men you haven’t met before, do you honey?”

Her answer was so fucking quick. “Nope, Daddy!” And she looked at me lustfully, as if she wanted me to fuck her, but I knew it was because she was wanting Paul’s big cock to do the deed.

With Paul either about to fuck her or already doing it, I just blurted out what was on my mind, with my eyes staring at the bedsheet wishing I had X-ray vision. “So, um — I mean with you naked on the beach and all — do you plan to, you know –” I smiled, hoping she’d smile back, but her jaw didn’t move, she was concentrating on the dick against her pussy. I finished my thought. “You gonna let any of these other men you haven’t met, are they gonna get to FUCK you, Nadia?”

I said it! I was so proud of myself.

Her jaw was trembling, and her head fell back, pressing against Paul’s shoulder behind her, and from another yelp I could tell his wonderful penis had just penetrated her pussy and he was now starting to fuck my step-daughter from behind, as they both lay on their sides on the bed. And she answered my question zestfully, in sheer delight, while she felt her pussy getting probed. “OOOOH yeah Daddy — oh yessss!”

I wasn’t sure if she was saying “Yes” to answer my question, or if she was encouraging Paul as he started to fuck her little cunt. I couldn’t stop myself from clarifying what she meant, by asking her much more directly and bluntly. “Is my sexy babydoll going to let three men she never met fuck her all weekend at the beach?” Guys, you ever ask your daughter or step-daughter anything like this before?

Now she looked at me directly, biting her lower lip again as the bedsheet was swaying up and down, back and forth, showing off that Paul was fucking her from behind, her upper leg raised and knee bent to give him access. She gave me the honest truth to my blunt question, and I loved it. “Fuck yes, Daddy — Paul says they’re all going to FUCK me — they’ve seen pictures of me like, naked, and he says they all want to fuck me with their BIG dicks all weekend!”

I almost came in my pants, hearing my step-daughter talk to nasty to me. I’d never heard her talk like Russian trash before, but from the reports of the men she’d been with, I wasn’t really surprised. My underwear was soiling with precum already, but her porn-filled mouth made my dick leak that precum in a pool. “Wow,” her impressed father gasped breathlessly, imagining the scene she was describing, “you’re going to have a LOT of cum on you this weekend, aren’t you?” I couldnt believe I was actually saying this to her.”

“Yes, Daddy, uh huh!” Her lower lips was trembling more, her breath was short and she was panting. Paul was fucking her for sure.

I gulped, feeling myself sweat as I observed the undeniable signs of Nadia being fucked while hearing her admit she wanted cum all over her in a gang-bang on the beach.

“Wow,” I moaned again, sinking into the perversion of the moment. And now I had another question I’d always wondered about, and with all the lust I was feeling and Nadia’s new-found honesty, I just asked it. “Will you let them cum in your vagina too? Do you let guys squirt inside you?”

The brunette tossed her slender head back, her long sweaty hair falling between herself and Paul lying behind her. Her answer was delicious. “Oh I hope they do Daddy!” she roared, turning her face to look back at Paul behind herself, as she felt his fat erection pushing into her cunt, with her daddy watching the bedsheet covering the sex. “Daddy — you have no idea, I fucking love cum shooting in me, and covering me all over too!”

She was so like her mother, I gasped. Her mom might have even said those very fucking words, any number of times. I was shaking my head in amazed disbelief, watching and smelling her and Paul fucking under the bedsheet in front of me, and barely beginning to think of what that beach house will look like with my nude daughter and FOUR naked adult men — and their huge throbbing cocks. “Frak it, Nadia, you’re going to have SO much fun. You’ll probably end up getting fucked on the car ride to the beach!”

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I am sitting here on my couch having just had my first bisexual experience. How was I so stupid to get trapped into it? More importantly, why did I enjoy it?

My name is Tom. I am 23yo, single with a very strong libido and a cock that constantly needs pussy. Since I began working I have found numerous women, of various ages, only too happy to cheat on boyfriends and husbands for a casual roll in the hay. I have been only too happy to help them out. I have been described as a “root rat” and was only too ready to accept that de***********ion. After all, if a woman wants sex why would I deny their wish?

I had been careful not to dabble with women at work. Careful not to shit in my own nest, so to speak. However I did one time. Her name was Tracy and she had just broken up with her boyfriend and needed a shoulder to cry on. I gave her my shoulder and a lot more. Both of us knew it was a mistake. Me more than her apparently. Fortunately she found a new boyfriend so I was off the hook. Still, she was crazy in bed and it was fun while it lasted.

One Monday I got to work and a couple of guys were all excited over this new woman who had turned up. Apparently she had transferred from another office. I sat at my desk waiting for her to appear from the boss’s office. When she walked out I immediately got a hard-on. Tall, slim with great legs and great boobs. Long blonde hair and pretty as a picture. How was I going to concentrate on work with a Goddess sitting two desks away? Lunch time and we ended up standing waiting to be served. “Hi, I am Wendy” she said. “Tom” I replied, trying to remain calm. That was the total of our first meeting but I lusted after her. All thoughts of not playing with anyone at work went out the window. I was smitten.

As the days went on I tried to “accidently” run into her. Be it at the lunch counter, sitting beside her at conferences or just passing in the office. She always smiled and was pleasant but never appeared to take much notice of me. Perhaps, I vainly thought, she didn’t dabble with workmates. Then one Friday we finished the weekly meeting and she came up and started talking to me. “We always seem to bumping into altıparmak escort each other” she said “that wouldn’t be deliberate by any chance?” “Shit” I thought “was I that obvious?” I just laughed and said she must be mistaken. “Hmm” she said “I don’t think so” but then she walked away. That was at 11am. I deliberately dodged her at lunch thinking that would throw her off the scent. At knock off time I was walking out the door when she appeared. “Tom, I have some files to take home to work on” she said “could I trouble you for a lift?” “Sure” I said “no problem”.

We drove to her apartment. It was in a very upmarket part of town. “How could she afford this” I thought. “Would you like to come in for coffee or something” she asked. “Something” I thought and again my libido was running rampant. We walked in to the apartment and my heart (and hard-on) sank. “Hi honey” she said to the guy standing in the kitchen “this is Tom. Tom, this is my husband Paul”. I was shattered. What was this woman up to? Was she into threesomes or something. I shook hands with Paul and Wendy laughed. “You should see your face” Wendy said. “So this is the guy you told me about” said Paul. “Yes honey. Let’s got into the lounge room shall we?” Wendy suggested.

I sat on the couch and Wendy and Paul sat on chairs opposite. “Wendy, I think there has been a misunderstanding” I said. “You mean you haven’t been trying to chat me up?” Wendy replied “I think you have. Why not admit it?” I looked at her and then her husband. Both were smiling. “Well, ok. Maybe a little” I said, trying to make a joke out of it. “Oh dear. I am so disappointed” Wendy said “I was thinking you wanted to have sex with me. You do don’t you honey”. I was stunned. Sitting there with her husband only feet away talking about sex. “Come on man” said Paul “why don’t you admit it. She is so beautiful. Don’t tell me you don’t fancy her”.

I hesitated and then said “yes I did, I do, but I didn’t know she was married”. “You mean you don’t want me now?” Wendy said, chipping in. I didn’t know what to say. But Wendy had plenty to say. “I have gotten friendly with the other women in the office” bursa anal yapan escort she said “one of them, Tracy, told me about you. She told me you have a large cock. I like large cocks. I would like to see what you have to offer me”. “So you got me here for a threesome with your husband” I said. “Well not exactly” she replied “you see, Paul is bisexual so if you want to have sex with me you need to have sex with Paul first”. I was stunned. I had never even considered sex with anyone who was not 100% female. “I think he needs motivation” said Paul “show him what you are offering” and Wendy stood up and began to remove her clothes.

I sat spellbound as Wendy stripped naked. What a sight. Her boobs were even better than I had imagined. Her nipples were erect and very prominent. Her crotch was waxed bare, her pussy lips looked so inviting. Then Paul stood up and he began to undress. Soon he was also naked. His cock was maybe 6” long. My ego kicked in. I was bigger. “Come on Tom. Let us see what you have to offer my lovely wife” Paul said, basically challenging me. I stood up and stripped off. My cock had woken up. My almost 7” long and very thick manhood stood proud. “Oh darling look at that” gushed Wendy “Tracy wasn’t lying. She said he was big. Why don’t you suck it while I watch?” And in a flash Paul pushed me back on the couch, dropped to his knees and began to lick and suck my cock.

“Don’t make him cum honey” Wendy said “I want it too”. I looked over at Wendy who was now rubbing herself. I wondered how many guys she had lured into this before me. Although I had never thought about bi or gay sex I was moaning as Paul worked on me. “That is enough Paul” Wendy signed as she orgasmed “change places”. I knew what that meant. I was supposed to reciprocate and perform oral on Paul. Despite my strong aversion I knew that fucking Wendy was dependant on my complete compliance. Paul sat down and smiled broadly. “Oh I going to love this darling” he said to Wendy as I swapped places and stroked his cock. “Do to him what you like done to you” suggested Wendy who now sat on the couch so she could see better. “Yes, that’s bursa bayan escort the way Tom honey” she said “Take it all. Suck him until he cums”.

I wasn’t prepared to give Paul a blowjob. But the constant urging by Wendy and her reminding me how we would have sex afterwards spurred me on. In the end I sucked him off. “Swallow honey. Swallow like a good little slut” Paul yelled as he came down my throat. I understood why most women are not enthusiastic about blowing a guy. But I did and swallowed every drop. “Mmm perfect” whispered Wendy “now let’s go into the bedroom. Show me how you lick pussy and then you can fuck me”. Despite being conned by her and then engaging with her husband I relished the chance of having sex with her. Her pussy tasted so sweet and my ego was satisfied as she moaned and squealed as I pounded that beautiful woman. “Harder. Faster” she mumbled as I worked her over. “I am going to cum” I whispered and went to pull out but she wrapped her arms around me. “Cum now honey” she groaned and I exploded inside her. “Yes. Yes” she moaned.

I rolled off her huffing and puffing. “Lick my pussy darling” she said. I looked up and Paul had been watching us all along. He buried his head in her crotch and licked up what I had deposited. “Are you hard again yet darling” she asked Paul. When he replied yes she again ordered me to suck him off. While doing it she in turn sucked me until I got hard again. “I want you again” she said “right now”. I immediately slipped back into her still soaked pussy. I felt Paul behind me and I knew what was coming. I was the meat in a sandwich and it didn’t matter. My cock was buried in a pussy and it felt so good. Paul came first, cum oozing out of my stretched arsehole. Then I came. All the while Wendy was moaning and uttering obscenities. It was so good I didn’t even care I had been used.

It was late and Wendy said I should stay the night. I looked at her naked body and couldn’t refuse. I slept in the spare room and was awakened by my cock being awakened by both Wendy and Paul fondling my cock. Another vigorous bout of sex with both of them and I got dressed and left. So now I am sitting on my couch, my bum hole a bit sore but my cock very happy. I am not sure how to react at work on Monday or how Wendy will react. I am not sure if there will be a repeat performance. I certainly hope so. If being used by Paul to get to have sex again with Wendy again I will do it happily.

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About three years ago, I was looking for hot dads to fuck on grinder. I was about 25 met this masculine looking guy bald head, mid 50’s, 5 o’clock shadow, pierced nipples, nice cock, big, huge balls which I was perfect I love big balls. Said he wanted me to come over but not to come inside his house so I made my way over to his place. When I got there, I pulled into a hidden driveway, completely naked. It was a hot summer day, and I was already sweating from a little bit of nervousness, but also because it was really fucking hot. He told me to walk out toward the cornfield and turn right. There I saw him, and all his glory with a metal cock ring on his giant cock. He was also naked and stroking waiting for me. I couldn’t help myself any faster. I walked right over, got on my knees, and started going to town and sweaty undercarriage. I’ve always loved sucking balls as much as I love sucking cock. My favorite thing to do is to start going to town, licking and sucking on the Gooch while stroking his cock and having his balls slap my face. Then I like to bury my face in his groin in between his thigh and his balls licking and sucking as much as I can. He moaned deeply as he pressed the back of my head deeper into his groin. I was hard as a rock and stroking my cock and then pulled me up towards him and push my head down onto the blanket that he had laid out. He shoved this tongue deep inside my ass hole. I moaned and was in pure ecstasy. He grabbed my cock and balls and squeezed hard. I love having my balls squeezed, I always have. His hands were rough like he must’ve worked with his hands for a living. And he ate my ass like he was working for a promotion. After about 10 minutes, I felt like I was going to cum. He stopped stroking my cock, and squeezed my balls tighter, pushing my orgasm away. Then he spun me around and straddle my bursa üniversiteli escort face. He fucked my throat, nice and deep until I can barely breathe. Let me off for a second and then shoved his big cock right back in. I was in cock sucking heaven. Each time his cock would hit the back of my throat his big balls slapped my chin. He was grunting and really enjoying me for the cockslut I was. After a while he laid down on the blanket and told me to keep going. I said, “I want you to fuck me, fuck me with your big cock daddy.” Then he said, “hah! You gotta earn it!”

It was in that moment that I for some reason finally took a look around. We were in a wide open field. Acres and acres between us and the next house. I could see the main road, M-24 off in the distance. And it made me so much hornier looking at the vast nothingness, as I worked for my daddy to give me the fuck that I so desired. I climbed over his face, and shoved his cock as far as it would go while I tickled his asshole with my finger. He smacked my ass and grabbed my balls with his right hand as his left hand pushed my head down and began thrusting his hips into my face. I enjoyed every second and every inch of his wondrous cock. As he relentlessly fucked my throat like a piston in a race car, he then spread my ass cheeks, and began to finger my tight asshole. I was moaning and his cock was cover in saliva. I scooped some off his balls and applied it to my asshole for lubrication. “That’s a good little cock bitch. Get yourself ready for me!” He then shoved his cock one last time then pulled out of my throat. Smacked my ass till my cheeks were tender and red. Gave my balls one last squeeze and then ordered me to ride his cock. “Alright bitch, you want it? come get it.” I eagerly sat up, stared at his beautiful escort bayan cock glistening with my saliva in the sunlight, positioned my asshole right above his cock and lowered my yearning asshole onto his cock. Just like I had hoped he grabbed my hips and thrust deep into me. I love that moment when you haven’t been fucked in a long time, and upon entry you see stars for a moment as your body adjusts. Instinctively I began riding his big cock. My ass was so tight it was gripping his cock tightly as I rode up and down. He moaned, “fuck you got a tight ass. I’m going to changed that!”

I rode his cock like a reverse cowboy as he slapped my ass. I rode him like my life depended on it. It was amazing riding his big cock as I looked out at the empty field. I was a sweaty mess in the heat. While I was riding his big cock I was looking at the houses in the distance wondering if anyone was watching us fuck like animals without shame. Just as I was about to reach my climax, he pushed me off his cock and it came out with and audible, “pop!” He pushed me onto my elbows and knees and slapped my ass a few more times before mounting me for more. At this point I was moaning, “get back in me daddy! I need more!” He said, “oh you’re going to get more. Now push your knees together and get that ass up in the air!” I was happy to oblige and I pushed my ass up, hungrily awaiting his cock. He mounted my ass with his feet just in front of my knees and before I knew it I was moaning, “ohhhhhh,” as he entered me again. This time going twice as fast as he was fucking my throat. It felt like he was using my insides as a speedbag, I was impressed with his sexual stamina. His balls were slapping against mine, making me moan and match his cocks rhythm. He leaned over my body reached around to my chest and began pinching and twisting escort bursa my nipples. I could feel his piercings on my back and I could hear his pelvis slapping against my ass in the middle of this field. His pace began to pick up as he began to grunt louder and faster. I was moaning uncontrollably when he pulled his cock almost all the way out and slammed in deep inside of me with a loud and vocal roar, “UUUURRRRRGGGGHHH!” Back out then deep inside of me again, “UUUURRGH!” I felt every spurt of cum as it hit my inner walls.

As I slide his big juicy cum cover cock out of me, I notice he’s still hard. I lap the tasty cum off his cock and suck his tender head then thrust him deep into my throat again desperately trying to keep him hard. I wanted more. I didn’t want this to stop. After 5 minutes of furiously bobbing my head onto his cock he got a second wind. I climb back on top of him, facing him this time. He begins to thrust his hips into me and at the same time grabs my raging cock with his rough hand and begins to pump as fast as he can go. I can’t believe no one heard me moaning like the bitch that I am. He then grasped my nipple with his left hand and pinched hard. Twisting it between his fingers, while humping and jacking me off. The sensation was too much to bare. I held back as long as I could but then I erupted for what felt like forever. I shot load after load all over his hairy chest, chin, some in his mouth and onto his cheek. I did what any slut in deep extacy would do and leaned over and licked it off. Just as I finished cleaning him off he pulled out of my ass, sat me up on my knees and straddled my face with my nose getting pummeled by his big balls. With this angle of me looking up at his ass, his cock has no trouble going deep into my throat. He fucked my throat deep for about 15 pumps before he filled my mouth with his delicious love juice. After that he said, “thanks, now get out of here.”

I loved the drive home of still tasting his sweaty cock all over me, his cum slowly leaking out my ass, and the taste of his love supply in the back of my throat.

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After realizing that my mother had come home from work about three hours early, my mind was putting it all together. The noise I heard wasn’t my keys, it was hers. She had obviously come inside knowing someone else was here with me, and when she saw the pile of clothes in the den, she knew what was going on. There is no way that she hadn’t heard all of the screams coming from Sue. Did she make that noise to let me know she was home so I would keep Sue quiet? Was she in the doorway watching us when I thought I saw something?

I told Sue I would be right back. I grabbed a pair of shorts and went out into the hall. I didn’t see any light coming from Mom’s room. I started down the stairs quietly, and when I got to the first floor, I started to look around. I picked up the clothes that were strewn about the den. When I got close to the patio doors, I saw Mom sitting out by the pool. She had lit some candles and was reading in one of the deck loungers. I took all the clothes back up to the room with me.

Sue knew that my Mom was staying with me, but we both expected to have a few hours of privacy. We had planned that we would play for a few hours and Sue would leave so Mom would never know. Since Mom knew what was going on upstairs, and she was still downstairs, maybe she hadn’t been up in the doorway… My eyes surely were just playing tricks on me earlier.

I told Sue that my Mom had come home early, and that she was downstairs. She turned red with embarrassment as I set our clothes down on the bed. I asked her what she wanted to do. The worst was over, right? We decided that we should just get cleaned up and call it a night. I led Sue to the shower, and we got in to clean up.

Sue took the soap and got a handful of lather. She started to soap up my cock and get it good and clean since it had just been in her velvet ass. I was already hard bursa eskort again, and she was definitely taking her time to make sure it was completely clean…

When it was her turn, she asked me if I wanted to see what I had left in her. I smiled and sat down on the bench in the big custom shower. Sue turned around and bent over, pulling her beautiful cheeks apart. Carefully, she relaxed a little and started to let my cum trickle out of her ass. I couldn’t help myself. I spit in my hand quietly and lubed up my cock.

I stood up and took aim. Before Sue knew it, I plowed my cock right back into her backdoor. She squealed a little as I took her by surprise. She was relaxed anyway, so with all my cum that was still inside of her, I was buried all the way in on the first stroke. She stood up a little bit and took a hold of a handle on the wall and braced herself as I started violently pounding my cock into her. Her moans got higher and higher, until she was screaming at the top of her lungs once again.

Maybe it was the echo of the shower walls, or maybe it was knowing that my Mom could hear us, but I swear that Sue was screaming as loud as her lungs could manage. I knew that her pussy had to be dripping wet again. I reached over and picked up a slim bottle of shampoo. I reached around Sue’s thick thigh, and I placed the narrow end of the bottle at the entrance of her pussy. She groaned “Oh God!” as I started to slide it up into her. I could feel the bottle in her pussy putting pressure against my cock in her ass.

I thought Sue would be worn out by now, but she couldn’t go two minutes without cumming again, and again. After five or six more orgasms I let go of the bottle. It shot out of her tight wet pussy like a cannon. I grabbed her hips and started to pound hard. I could feel my time coming up once again and I started bursa merkez escort to grunt a little.

Sue heard me. “Are you close?”

“Uh huh” Was all I could say. Sue stood up and pulled my cock out of her ass. She pulled me over to the water and rinsed my cock down a little bit, but right away she turned my back to the water. Sue got down on her knees and wasted no time devouring my cock once again. She pushed her face tight against me while my rock hard cock straightened out her throat.

Sue reached a hand in between my legs and started to massage the base of my cock with her thumb, just behind my balls. I felt her start to slip a finger in my back door as she kept on sucking me in long, wet, warm strokes, all the way to the back of her throat. She pushed her finger in a little further and started to go in and out, while still massaging with her thumb, all in time with her sucking.

I held onto the back of her head as she was doing all of this. I could tell this was not a new technique for her, because she was doing an amazing job. Within moments I was ready to erupt. I pulled her head tight against me, and she leaned down, straightening her throat. My first shot of cum must have gone straight down into her stomach, because I was deep enough that she would no longer need to swallow. She kept massaging with her fingers while I pumped a couple more shots of cum straight down her throat.

I let go of Sue’s head, and she pulled away just far enough to gasp a few breaths of air through her nose, while I finished releasing the rest of my cum into her mouth. When I stopped cumming, she took a couple of gulps to swallow my cum and pulled her finger out of me. I stood her up and moved around behind her.

“I’ve always wanted to try this!” I said. Sue just giggled softly as she let me position bursa sınırsız escort her. I bent her over again and slid my still hard cock back inside her back door. I backed up and sat down on the bench, having her sit that beautiful ass in my lap, with my cock still buried in her ass. She started to move around a little to get a grinding motion on me, but I just held on tightly to her hips, keeping my cock deep inside of her.

I held her like that for a few minutes, and we just enjoyed the steam of the shower as I started to go soft inside of her. When I was soft enough, I started to squeeze a little, trying to force myself… I reached around and rubbed on her clitoris. She was enjoying the sensation when she let out a little gasp of surprise as she felt my other fluid flowing inside of her. I kept rubbing her clit and she reached over to the wall to brace herself. She moaned louder and louder as I filled her up inside ever more.

Sue bent forward as my touch of her clit brought her to another orgasm. She screamed again, squeezing down, forcing my cock out of her, followed by a mixture of all the fluids I had put inside of her. As she came down from her orgasm once again, she slid off of me, down to her knees. She turned around and sat down on the floor with her back against the wall.

Sue let the water run over her as she waited to regain control of her legs. I stood up and got under the water with her. She played a little with my cock and balls under the water as she sat there below me. After a few minutes, I helped her to her feet, and we actually cleaned up for good this time. We dried each other off and started to put our clothes back on.

When we were all dressed again, I opened my door, and peeked out into the hallway. There was light coming from under Mom’s door now, so she had finally come upstairs. I led Sue down the stairs and walked her outside. We kissed and said goodbye. I walked back inside and watched her out the window. She walked to her car, but when she got close, she didn’t open her door. Instead, she reached over and pulled a note off of her windshield…

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Author’s note: I took a break from writing character and plot driven Transsexual themed stories and decided to write an incest stroke story. Hope you like it.

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Peter Balfour tied his horse to the hitching rail outside of his family’s small farmhouse and slapped his Stetson against his thigh to remove the dust. He watered the horse, took off the tack and led the animal to the barn. He was dirty, dry and tired; it had been a long day. He stretched and then smiled as he smelt the delicious aroma of dinner wafting from the open kitchen window. A strapping lad of nineteen he could just about eat his weight in groceries his mother often said.

As he opened the back door the smell of something appetising increased and mingled with the scent of his mother’s perfume. She had her back to him fussing with something on the kitchen bench. She was wearing a red, knee-length, A-line, pleated, round-neck, dress. It had white polka dots and was sleeveless to show off her tanned arms. She wore red four-inch high heels and seamed flesh-toned stockings. Peter admired the seams running up the back of her long legs.

His mother spun around and smiled at him through red-lipsticked lips and his heart melted. She was wearing full makeup, earrings and a necklace and her black hair was worn in a bob with bangs just above her big blue eyes.

Peter’s father insisted that his wife dress to please him for dinner and greet him like a devoted, loving wife should and even now that he was gone Meg Balfour thought there was no reason for her not continue doing so. Her son deserved it after all.

“Hi Petey did you have a good day?” his mother’s smile widened.

“Yes mom, I managed to get that last acre sown. I figure we should get one hundred and twenty bushels out of it,” Peter smiled back.

He was lying, he’d done the sowing the day before and he’d had another matter to attend to today.

“Come give your mother a kiss,” she opened her arms wide.

Peter strode across the kitchen and leaned into his mother and kissed her cheek. She smelled wonderful and her full breasts pressed against his chest. She closed her arms around his neck and her lips found his, she opened her mouth so that Peter could probe her with his tongue.

“My god you’re so hard Petey,” she gasped in his ear and squeezed him through his jeans.

“Step back and show me what I want to see mom,” Peter sighed and nipped her earlobe.

She reluctantly disengaged from her son and leaned back against the kitchen bench and smiled coyly at him.

“What is it you want to see Petey?” she licked her lips and smiled seductively.

“You damn well know what I want to see mother,” Peter said gruffly.

Meg took the hem of her dress in her hands and ever so slowly lifted it up her legs. Peter gasped when the coffee-coloured bands at the top of her stockings came into view, the silver clasps of her garters pulled the welts tight against his mother’s legs. Then her creamy thighs came into view and finally the Vee of her white nylon panties. The panties were translucent and not particularly tight, he could see his mother’s trimmed bush through them. Dewy pearls of vaginal secretions glistened on her pubis.

She was aroused, as she always seemed to be in his presence.

Peter stepped forward and lightly stroked her panties.

“You’re wet,” he stated the obvious.

“For you son,” his mother whispered.

He could sense the heat from her mound and the aroma of her cunt drifted up to his nostrils.

“You know I love those stockings,” he murmured.

“For you son,” she repeated as she reached for his flies.

The sound of Meg unzipping her son’s fly was almost ominous in the quiet of the kitchen. There was no one else around for miles, the only sounds came from the farm animals and the afternoon breeze.

“Oh gee you are so big,” his mother gasped as she unleashed his manhood and took it in a firm grip.

“Bigger than dad?” Peter pushed his fingers against his mother’s pubis.

“Much bigger,” she gasped as her son’s fingers pushed her panties into her vulva, they soaked up some of her juices.

Peter extricated his fingers from her panties and stroked her labia and then inserted two fingers inside his mother, his thumb found her clitoris and pressed against it just the way she liked it. She had taught him how to do so. She pulled her son to her by his shaft. Peter liked to see her red nailpolished fingers against his taut flesh.

His mother wrapped Peter’s cock in her panties and stroked him, she knew he loved the feel of the gossamer nylon panties on his sensitive cock but she was careful not take him over the edge, he came quickly when they fucked for the first time each day. He leaned into his mother and kissed her passionately and then backed away a little.

“Let me get cleaned up mom, then we can do this in bed,” he said.

“Don’t be so obtuse Peter Balfour! You do your duty by your mother right now!” she snapped back, ripping open nilüfer escort his shirt.

It was a little game they played, Peter had no intention of not finishing what he had started.

He lifted his mother up by her thighs and rested her buttocks on the edge of the bench and pulled the gusset of her panties out of the way and thrust himself inside her.

“Oh God!” his mother cried as she locked her legs around him.

She wrapped her arms around her son and raked his back with her fingernails then she lifted her nylon-sheathed legs and rubbed his flanks with her calves knowing it would drive him wild.

Which is exactly what it did. Peter gripped his mother by the hips and vigorously fucked her, his long thick cock coming nearly all the way out of his mother’s vagina and then slamming all the back inside her. They rubbed their pubic mounds together to stimulate Meg’s clitoris.

“Oh Jesus!” Meg bit her son’s neck and shuddered, locking him against her with her long legs.

Her orgasm washed over her as she felt her son’s huge penis throb and judder as he ejaculated inside her. Peter groaned and then his lips found hers and they kissed and lapped at each other. Meg could feel Peter’s juices running from her quivering cunt, pooling in her panties and then running run down her thighs. Peter could smell his mother’s cunt, the scent mingled with her perfume, he loved that smell.

When they were both spent, Peter eased his mother’s legs from around him and stepped back a little. He took a handful of Kleenex from the dispenser and dabbed at his mother’s sodden thatch and then at the juices running down her legs. The top of her stockings were stained with his semen and her secretions. She took a handful of tissues and wiped at her son’s slowly deflating erection. Meg pulled her panties back into place and dropped to her heels and then smoothed out her dress.

Peter put himself away and zipped up, then buttoned his shirt. They never spoke after their afternoon ritual, Peter always felt guilty and he was sure his mother did too.

Meg took out her compact and fixed her makeup and lipstick while Peter collected his things and walked over to the stairs.

“I’ll be down when I’ve had a bath,” he called to his mother.

“Don’t be long sweetie, dinner’s not far away,” she smiled at him lovingly in that sing-song voice he adored.

Peter soaked in the hot tub and improved a growing erection as he recalled how this had all come to be.

In nineteen forty seven William Balfour inherited five hundred acres of farmland in the Midwest corn-belt and at twenty nine years old he was keen to marry. His farm was located thirty miles from the nearest town and he was lonely, he was an only child and his mother had passed one year before his father.

He saw sixteen year old Margaret Ryan in the general store in Hastings and was immediately taken with her. She was wearing her ‘visiting clothes’, a tight blue dress, nylons and heels. Her long black hair was unpinned and brushed out and she was wearing makeup. Her mother was gone and her father was keen for her to marry and deliberately made her dress her in alluring apparel in order to attract a suitable beaux.

William made small talk with her in the store until her father arrived and then William took him to the saloon and made him a proposition. William was blunt. He knew that Ben Ryan was struggling to make ends meet. William offered Ben one hundred acres of prime farm land for his daughter’s hand in marriage. Ben accepted and they set a wedding date for the end of the month.

William was allowed to court Margaret before the marriage but they were chaperoned at all times. William figured he’d made a good deal, the girl had some ‘book learning’ but she also knew enough about farming to make a good farmer’s wife. Neither Ben nor William asked Margaret if she wanted to marry and in particular did she want to marry William Balfour. Margaret, or Meg as she preferred to called, never questioned William’s right to marry her. Her father told her it would be so and so it would be.

She was actually quite excited about becoming a woman and a wife and she knew that William earned a comfortable living off his land and he seemed to be a nice man from what she had gleaned on the four chaperoned dates they had before she married.

“So did you love daddy?” Peter asked his mother as she told him the story about how she had met her husband for the umpteenth time .

“I came to love your daddy Petey. Things were different back then, a girl did what her father told her to do without question and your father is a good man,” she stroked her son’s sandy hair.

“But he has his appetites,” she said wistfully.

“He does like to eat,” Peter smiled at his mother.

“Not those sort of appetites Petey, but you’re too young to know what I mean. Now let’s get back to your math,” she turned the page of text book.

William kept his wife secluded away from the outside görükle escort world. The farm was a long way from the small town and he restricted her visits to once a month and he always accompanied her. He wasn’t mean and he gave her a generous allowance out of which she was expected to purchase the necessities to keep herself pretty and desirable. He showed her pictures of his favourite actresses and lingerie catalogues models had her dress just like them.

Meg was directed to keep her figure, keep her legs and her pubic hair shaved and to always dress nicely. When she fell pregnant with Peter he was disappointed that she put on weight and lost her interest in sex during the last trimester. He told her that he wanted no more children after Peter was born. Margaret agreed on condition that she be allowed to keep Peter in school until he had a decent education and William agreed so long as he was home-schooled.

William never asked his wife what she had done to prevent herself getting pregnant again and she never told him. She just told him he could now take her whenever it suited him without fear of her conceiving.

During the day when Meg was busy with housework and home schooling their son she was allowed to practical wear skirts, Capri pants, or shorts in summer, with a comfortable blouse and a little makeup. But by six o’clock when William came in from the fields she was to be dressed to please him.

Bold makeup, elegantly coiffured hair, skirts or dresses which showed her long legs to advantage were the order of the day. Nylons and high heels were mandatory.

Meg would start dinner and then go upstairs to her bedroom to get ready for her husband around five o’clock and come down just before six o’clock sprayed liberally with perfume.

When he was younger Petey would be sent out to play with orders not to come back inside the house until called in for dinner around six-thirty. When Peter was old enough to work beside his father he was given extra chores to keep him busy until the appointed time. Needless to say as Peter grew into maturity he was curious as to why his mother and father were to be left alone during that half hour between six and six-thirty and one day he decided to find out.

William had told Peter on many occasions that if he stepped foot in the house before he was called into the house for dinner he would be punished and on the few occasions that he had done so when he was a young boy he received a good spanking.

But as he got older curiosity overcame fear and one day not long after his sixteenth birthday Peter snuck up onto the porch in his stocking feet carrying his boots and crept up to the kitchen window.

He was shocked by what he witnessed.

His mother was on her knees sucking on her father’s penis. William was holding her head as he shoved his erect penis in and out of her mouth. His mother was lapping, sucking and stroking the immense organ and seemed to be enjoying it well enough.

Then his father lifted his mother to her feet and roughly spun her around and bent her over one of the kitchen chairs. She reached behind and lifted her dress up and out of the way while his father unbuckled his pants and dropped them around his ankles. His mother dutifully presented herself, her ample buttocks clad in frilly red silk panties.

His father came in behind his mother and yanked the gusset of her panties out of the way and thrust himself inside her. His mother gasped but she didn’t seem to be in pain, in fact she pushed herself back, impaling herself on her husband’s phallus. Then his father gripped his mothers hips and began to service her.

Peter couldn’t help himself, he quietly put down his boots, took out his penis and began to stroke it. He stroked it in time with his father’s thrusts and when his father pulled his mother back hard against him as came deep inside her Peter came too, ejaculating a runnel of semen that splashed against the weathered siding and pooled on the boards of the porch. He stroked himself harder as his mother’s wanton moans escaped through the glazing.

When his father had finished he pulled out of Peter’s mother and wiped his still erect penis with the cloth that he kept in the back pocket of his pants. His mother walked over to the bench with her panties around her knees and tore off some kitchen paper to pat herself dry, then she pulled up her underwear and smoothed out her skirt. She kissed her husband on the cheek and went to the stove to check on dinner.

Peter buttoned his pants and tiptoed off the porch and sat down on the old bench next his mother’s small vegetable garden and began to pull on his boots.

When dinner ready Meg powdered her nose, freshened her lipstick and straightened her seams ready for her husband to sit down for dinner. It was time for her son to join them.

“Peter! What are you doing you silly boy, come and get supper,” his mother called from the porch.

Meg was shaking her head in exasperation bursa escort when she turned around to go back inside the house.

Then she saw the splatter of semen on the wall and the pool of creamy spend on the boards. At first she was alarmed, then she smiled to herself. Her son would soon be a man and he was developing a man’s appetites.

Peter was naive in many ways. Being home-schooled and between lessons he had the run of the house and outbuildings and he liked to explore. His mother and father’s bedroom was the only room off limits so of course he was curious as to what was in there. Looking out of his upstairs bedroom he could see his mother tending her garden so he snuck into his parent’s bedroom to go exploring. Rummaging around in her dresser he found a cache of corsets, bustiers, black fully-fashioned silk and nylon stockings and lacy French knickers.

He lay the garments on the bed fascinated by them. They smelled of his mother’s perfume and they felt so soft and sheer against his skin. He began to become erect and he panicked. Peter began to stuff the lingerie back into her dresser but in doing so he snagged one of her stockings, he stuffed the accusary garment into the front pocket of shorts. He took a deep breath and unpacked the lingerie and took his time folding each item carefully and tried to put them back exactly as he had found them.

“What are you doing in here Peter?” his mother was leaning against the bedroom door.

Peter thought she would be angry but she had a bemused look on her face, watching her son panic and try to put her lingerie back in the dresser.

“You’ve found mommy’s night clothes haven’t you? Like most young men you find them fascinating, yes?” she stepped into the room, closer to him.

She was wearing a denim skirt, a white cotton blouse unbuttoned down to the rise of her bosom and flat comfortable shoes. She wore sheer nylons as always and although she wore full makeup her face and decolletage were flushed by the sun. Peter could smell her perspiration though the miasma of her perfume.

“I’m sorry mom, I know I shouldn’t be in here and I won’t come in here again. But yes, those clothes are so lovely and delicate and that they did draw my attention. They look nice but I don’t think they’re particularly suitable for farm life,” Peter countered.

His mother encouraged him to ask questions, ‘that’s how you learn’ she had told him. ‘Never be afraid to ask me anything,’ she had impressed on him from a very early age.

Meg turned his question around in her head and told him a half-truth.

“They’re my bed clothes, daddy likes me to wear them to bed,” she replied.

She had noticed that her son was trying to conceal an erection and saw the toe of one of her nylons hanging from the pocket of his shorts.

Peter knew nothing about what women wore to bed and didn’t question why his mother would go to bed dressed in sexy lingerie and full makeup but he did wonder about the banging headboard, creaking bedsprings, and muffled moans coming from his parent’s bedroom at night. His bedroom had been next door to theirs but his father made him move into the smaller bedroom down the hall when Peter was in his teens.

His mother diffused the awkward situation by telling Peter to wash up and come back down for more lessons.

When he came down, having secreted the stolen stocking under his pillow, his mother had freshened up and fixed her makeup. She had put his chair beside her where she sat at the kitchen table with a large textbook open in front of her.

“Sit here Petey, I want to show you something,” his mother patted the chair.

Peter was sitting uncomfortably close to his mother. He could smell her perfume, feel the warmth of her body, his bare leg brushed against her silken-sheathed calf and he started to become erect again. He was glad that his erection would be camouflaged by the tabletop.

“I thought your father would have had the birds and bees conversation with you by now Petey but obviously not,” she patted his knee and he jumped a little.

She left her hand there and he could feel her long fingernails gently scratching his skin.

“Birds and the bees?” Peter was bemused.

“Sex Peter, sex,” his mother looked at him with some concern.

Peter blushed.

“Dad just pointed out various farm animals while they were… were… were doing it,” Peter’s face was flushed.

“Copulating?” his mother was absentmindedly drawing circles on his thigh with her fingernail and it was driving him wild.

“Yes mother, copulating. Dad said that’s how they make babies,” Peter thought his voice sounded thick.

“Yes that’s right. But men and women also copulate for pleasure. Because they like the way it feels, do you understand?” she looked her son in the eyes.

Peter nodded but she could see he was confused.

“Look Peter, you’re sixteen years old so I’m sure that you get erections. You know, when your penis gets hard. And I’m sure sometimes you notice that when you rub the erection it feels very nice,” Meg’s throat was dry having this conversation.

Peter was so aware of his bare leg rubbing on his mother’s stockinged calf, her fingernails scratching his thigh, her perfume, her closeness, his erection, that his head was spinning.

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This is a heart-felt story and a little more on the serious side than the others, but still has good action. I hope you enjoy it.

Ronnie woke up at nine in the morning, like usual, to the warm summer breeze flowing through his open window. As he rubbed his eyes, he noticed his usual morning wood standing out making his sleeping pants a massive tent. He yawned, and felt the familiar unrestricted urge to jack off, and planned to, after he shut the window.

His hand grabbed the window and pulled it to, but something caught his eye that he couldn’t believe. Down by the pool laid the most beautiful girl in the neighborhood, Salem. She was laying face-down, but topless, Ronnie felt the surge of blood rush to his penis, and knew the ache of what nature intended for him to do, but society had restricted.

He rushed over to his door, and flipped the lock. His legs couldn’t seem to carry him fast enough back to the glorious sight. Ronnie watched her from his perch, and noticed the younger children in the next yard jumping on the trampoline, but he didn’t care if they saw him this time. Salem’s young supple body called to him with all of her womanly vice.

Salem was wearing a red two piece with her top on the ground, and her bottom riding deep inside her toned ass. She was a white girl, but tanned from the sun like a beautiful angel. Ronnie admired her as an older kid, but knew that he could never be with her, or even get her attention. He knew somewhere in the back of his mind that this was the kind of attention she really wanted, even from a young boy like him. That’s what he thought anyways.

Ronnie pulled his pajama pants down, and released the beast. His hand gripped the shaft with determined authority, and began to tug and pull with every stroke making it longer and harder. He focused in on the crack of her ass, and pictured his penis sliding up and down her toned back. He got a thrill just thinking about rubbing his balls on the small of her back and down between her tight cheeks.

Suddenly everything changed though, Ronnie ducked behind the curtain as she rolled over and her small B sized tits perked up to the sun and into full view. They were tanned and glorious to behold as Ronnie inched back up, practically drooling. The small pink nipples stood proud under the summer sun, and called out to Ronnie’s rock hard penis.

Salem knew she was being watched, and loved the thrill that she got from being a Good Samaritan. She had picked this spot just so the little lesbian girl could fulfill her desires for Salem’s lusty older body. Salem felt sorry for her as the only lesbian that she knew of in the neighborhood, and wanted to give her this gift of sexual desire as well as fulfill her own.

Salem was by no means a lesbian, but appreciated the female physique and always loved an admirer. She kept an eye on the lesbian girl through her oversized aviators, while the younger girl peeked through the fence slats. Salem looked down her belly, and smiled at her voyeur friend. She slowly widened her smooth legs, and slid her finger between them. Her finger pulled the suit to the side to give the young lesbian girl the view of a lifetime.

Salem became wet with the thought that she was showing a the younger girl her newly shaved, virgin pussy. She closed her eyes, and relished the thought of the shy girl fingering herself to her pink, luscious vagina. Salem’s young body went frantic with the thought of the lesbian girl squirming her tongue in and out, and pressing against Salem’s hymen. She could practically feel the wet little worm working its way in, slowly caressing each sensitive part in between her smooth legs.

Raven breathed heavily as she rubbed her white panties, crouching in the alleyway behind the large trashcans. She could feel the dampness of her own juices as another pair of panties needed washed, but then something caught her eye. Her fingers came to a stop, and her eyes went wide as she noticed Ronnie peeking through the top window.

Something jolted through her that instant as she looked down at Salem’s pink pussy, and back up to Ronnie’s focused motion. Their three-way circle jerk, was profound to her, and turned her on more than just Salem. She loved girls, but always thought boys were okay too, as long as they were young or more gaziantep escort bayan feminine.

Her small fingers worked their way around her cotton underwear, and she closed her eyes preparing for penetration. The two fingers came up and slightly in, hitting just the right spot. Nearly the whole neighborhood heard her loud moan, including Ronnie and Salem.

All three of the teen’s eyes widened as they stopped what they were doing, and covered themselves. Ronnie finished his exploits, but Salem put her suit back on and left. Raven finished too, but it was more of a letdown because she had to stop than anything else. She longed for more, and maybe even a little boy fun on the side now too.

The bell rang, and school was finally out. The cool air of autumn was now blowing in from the north, and everything felt more festive and inviting. Ronnie exited the school, and felt the invigoration of fall break upon him. He stood confident, short red hair ablaze against the chilly approaching winds of winter. He sported his collared white shirt un-tucked for the first time in eight hours with pride. His shirt tail blew in the wind like a flag of victory. He pulled his cell phone out, and walked with swagger down the sidewalk.

A small half asian girl waited on a bench beside the red bricked school with her arms shivering inside her black hoody. Her mid length black hair blew to the side revealing sad, but longing eyes. “I’ve been waiting forever for you, jerk! It’s fucking cold, don’t ya know!?”

Ronnie’s swagger became even more dramatic as he put his hands in his pockets and shrugged his shoulders. “Sorry for the wait Raven, but had to serve detention again. That damned Mrs. Biel is out to get me, I swear.” He smiled, looking for any hint of forgiveness in her cold eyes.

She put her arms back through the hoody sleeves, and grabbed her patched up, pink backpack. She intentionally bumped her shoulder against his revealing how short she was compared to him while they walked. “Who was in detention today?”

“Well, Sammy was there like always for tardiness, and Tad because he is a fucking idiot. I was surprised to see Karla there, and Salem. They usually get off because they’re cheerleaders…”
The rest of his sentence was a blur as Raven’s mind came back to Ronnie’s pool. Her face became red against the chilled winds, and her eyes looked past the sidewalk into memories of Salem’s glorious virgin pussy. She felt warm, but most of all horny now.

“What’re you so worked up about?”

She came back into reality with the jolt of realization. “Oh, sorry I was just zoned out again.”

He put his arm around her to keep her a little warmer. “Are you excited about seeing the movie, after all we have been planning this since last year now? I hope they keep true to the book…” She just nodded still halfway into thought.

She glanced up to him as they crossed the street. “Do you know Salem?” He looked down at her surprised. “Well, sorta. Why, whats up? You think she’s hot?” A big grin escaped his face, and deep down he was slightly turned on.

Her cheeks flushed again, but she let her hair hide it. “I was just wondering because I’ve seen her over at your house before. Was just wondering why she’s over there sometimes.” He grinned, and pulled her closer. “My sister Becka is one of her best friends, but I’ve never really talked to her. I’ll tell the truth, she’s a bit intimidating to talk to.” He shrugged his shoulders while she smiled up at him.

They both finally got to the movies, and sat down outside to wait for the showing. They had come knowing they would have to wait an hour, so they found the most comfortable spot in the grass on the side of the theatre to wait it out, and smoke some cigarettes.

Ronnie sat Indian style while Raven leaned against the side of the theatre in thought. “I’m going to get changed really fast, can you keep a look out?” Ronnie’s heart skipped a beat with the prospect of seeing Raven’s ass. He just muttered in a cool tone, “Yea, sure.”

He put his hands in his pockets, and rocked back and forth at the corner of the theatre. He could hear her ruffling with clothes, and had to take a peak. As he turned his eyes went wide with full gaziantep escort bayan ilanları view of her perfect tiny ass bent over. She was pulling up her jeans, and her blue, white spotted panties were staring right back at him. He quickly turned just as she was done with her jeans.

He noticed she wasn’t done, and she was changing shirts too. The white school shirt slowly slipped over her tiny white bra, but to his surprise she took the white bra off too. He made note that her figure was shapely, but she truly was a tiny, slim fit asian girl underneath those baggy clothes. His eyes poked and prodded the side of her tiny boob as she slipped a rolling stones shirt over it.

They finally sat back down, but he couldn’t get his mind off her slim body, and that tiny beautiful ass that she had been hiding all these years. She showed him the blue jays hat that she had brought to wear, but his gaze was focused on her braless boobs now, and the tiny brown nipples that poked through.

She talked about hats, and other things, but Ronnie finally blurted out interrupting her. “Do you want to see Salem naked?” Her mouth nearly dropped to the ground as he finished his sentence. She looked at him with puzzlement, but he stood his ground. “I can get you into one of Becka, and Salem’s slumber parties if you want?”

Raven didn’t know what to say as her heart dropped. “You can?”

“I can, and I will if you do something for me.”

“ …and what is it?”

He stopped for a second unsure if he should ask this of his best friend. She had been with him since kindergarten, and he didn’t want to screw up his friendship with her, but those perky breasts were calling out from under her tight white shirt. He could see the feint outline of her brown nipples.

That was all the encouragement he needed. “I want to…touch…your breasts.”

She smiled a knowing smile, and gave a small wink. “Sure, I would have let you touch them for nothing, all you had to do was ask.” Her cheeks flushed a light pink. “You can see my ass again if you want to, and maybe touch it. I don’t mind if it’s you.”

He smiled back at her, and nodded with excitement. His hands slowly came up to her chest, and rubbed the tiny tits through the fabric. He put his thumbs under them and raised them up and down feeling each tiny, but hard nipple. She just stared at him with a loving gaze.

He cupped them under, lifted them up and down but suddenly she grabbed his hands. He looked at her in confusion, but she just returned it with assurance. She slipped his hands under her shirt and brought them back to her breasts.

His penis grew hard with the excitement as he massaged her body up her belly, up her ribcage, and finally to the perky tits he had so wanted to touch. She moaned a bit, and moved his hands over her tits.

“Listen Ronnie, you can touch me anywhere, anytime, and while I’m with anyone. I really care for you, and want to make you happy. You were the only one there for me when my dad left and my mom started drinking. As far as I’m concerned, I’m yours…”

His smile faded, his hands left her chest as he took her hands in his. “No one owns you, but you Raven.” He held her hands higher up and kissed one. “You are more than my best friend, and I will never let you be lonely.” She embraced him as tight as humanely possible for minutes while it began to sprinkle.

The raindrops were cold but their embrace kept their hearts warm with love. She gave his cheek a long wet drenched kiss, and she whispered. “Let’s ditch the movies, and keep each other warm in the car. I have a blanket in the back, and you can touch me anywhere you want.” His eyes lit up, because at that moment all he wanted to do was be close to her.

They dodged the rain, and finally jumped back in the car. It was parked in the back of the parking lot so they both just jumped in back and covered up under the blanket she had. She smiled as they sat there and finally broke the silence. “Let’s get naked!”

He was a little nervous, but it all went away as she hurriedly threw her clothes in all directions. gaziantep escort bayan reklamları She just sat there as he took his time and waited patiently for him. She admired his clean cut hair, and modest manners though. All she could think about is how other boys might react in this situation, and how it wouldn’t be nearly as sensual as him.

He finally finished and she ducked under the covers. She raised a hand up so they could both see each other’s face underneath, and both felt a sense of nostalgia. Raven smiled inches away from his face, and pecked him on the lips. “You are safe with me. Her grin lit their world up under the covers.

They sat there watching each other’s eyes for a while and listening to the rain drops hit the car. Ronnie slowly moved his hands to hers and felt her clear brown Pilipino skin. He rubbed the tops of her hands and she giggled a little. Ronnie’s focus was intense on her smooth skin.

He took her arm in both hands and massaged it feeling every indention and imperfection. “You are perfect.” He whispered. Her lip quivered with the unexpected comment, and she laid her hand on his penis to massage it.

Her small hands cupped his balls and massaged them gently. “Do you want this inside me? She hadn’t taken her eyes off him as he moved his hands to her chest to push her on her back. He crawled up to her face and kissed her neck. She reached around him and rubbed her fingers between his asshole and balls.

He began to hump between her legs a little now, but just laid on top of her. His body came up as he pressed his penis across her belly button. She kissed his chest and rubbed her hands all across his back.

She finally couldn’t take it anymore and moved up back to his face. “Put your dick on my vagina, and I will do the rest.” She cocked her knees up as he moved into position with his penis slapping against her clitoris.

He looked down as she moaned and smiled. “I want to fuck the shit out of you.” She guided the head of his penis into her tight hole, and squeezed it as far as she could manage. “Dear lord!” He began to suck on her tiny nipples, and flick his tongue all around her breasts.

She moaned loud against the rain, and finally took it deeper inside of herself. The car began to creak as he moved back and forth, and their heat fogged the windows.
His balls slapped against her ass hole as he slowly maneuvered himself in and out. He pushed in and she squeezed him tight inside, and yelled. “Fuck my brains out!” He took the initiative and became an animal. He rammed her hard and she braced herself against the door as he pushed her head against it. Blood began to trickle out of her vagina.

He held himself up and his arm muscles bristled as the covers slid down into the floor board. The sound of rain grew harder as hail began to tap on the roof. Neither heard anything over the sound of her loud moans. Her small voice permeated through the thin metal and windows as their bodies became one.

He quickly turned her over and stopped for a moment, putting his tongue into her ass. She hadn’t expected it and the feeling was like a warm lightning bolt that sent shivers down her spine. “Don’t do….ohhhh…” Her eyes rolled back as his tongue snaked its way inside, coming out every so often to lap up her pussy juice.

His body rose with his powerful dick now fully hard and standing tall, and rammed back inside her warm pussy. She orgasmed and couldn’t hold herself up any longer. He just stayed on top of her and humped her like a dog while she laid flat. She continued to shake and moan.

His balls tingled and the surge was coming. “Hurry turn around!” She wasn’t quick enough and he hurried to put it back in, but he accidentally entered the exit. She screamed as his dick crammed into her asshole. She tried to jump back but had nowhere to go, and his hot fluid spurted inside.

He pumped a couple more time as she tried to push him off, but he was like a beast now. His strong muscles pushed against hers with little effort and he slid in inches farther. She began to hit him, and cry, and he finally noticed.

As he pulled out, cum flowed out of her anus as she winced in pain. “I’m sorry Raven, I didn’t mean to…” She just nodded with a sad smile and laid there with cum dripping out her ass. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it.”

If you want me to continue the story post some good comments, and rate it.
If you show interest in this story there will be much more to come. Next chapter is the “slumber party” thats where it gets REALLY hott!!

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This is a true story about our wedding day. We had been planning our wedding for a long time. We were engaged for two and a half years before we were married so most of that time was spent planning the wedding. We had most of the big decisions made; church, attendants, reception location, dance music, etc.

One night Jake (my future husband) and I were sitting around discussing some of the smaller details of the wedding when the subject of our hotel room after the wedding came up. I jokingly asked Jake what he was planning on doing after the wedding dance. Fully expecting him to say he wanted to go back to the hotel room and bang my brain out. Instead, he said he wanted to go back and have an orgy!

First I must explain our relationship. He had had (and still do) a very open relationship when it comes to sex. We had, on several occasions, participated in orgies. We love our sex in any way we can get it. We like to keep our sex lives spicy by always trying new things with new people. I am bi and Jake says he is straight but I have seen him suck cock and have seen him get sucked by other men before. I don’t know why he doesn’t admit he is also bi.

Still I thought his response of having an orgy on our wedding night was ridiculous and took it as just a silly joke to a silly question. He admitted he was just joking too, but we both thought the idea would be quite interesting.

Nothing more was said about the subject that night but during the next several days, having an orgy on our wedding night, became kind of a standing joke between us. I think the more we kidded about it, the more it started to excite us and turn us on. Our conversations turned from a joking attitude to a “why can’t we have a wedding orgy?” attitude.

Jake suggested that we have an orgy just among the wedding party. It would be something unusual that, as far as we know, no one else has done. It would be a topic of conversation for the rest of our lives.

It took us several weeks to warm up to the idea to the point where we decided to discuss it seriously. We were to have four couples in the wedding party, four girls and four guys in addition to Jake and myself. I knew three of the four girls would be open to the idea. Two of the girls were my best friends from college whom which I had been sexually active with and had been in groups with before. A third girl was the girlfriend of one of Jake’s groomsman which we both had come very close with and have shared sexual experiences with. We knew they would be open to it as well. I wasn’t so sure about the fourth girl. She was my best friend from high school. We had shared all our thoughts and experiences in high school. She was a very wild girl and loved her sex but I didn’t know if she would go for an orgy.

Jake thought that all the guys would go for it (go figure guys would want to be in an orgy!). We decided to test the waters by talking to all the wedding party and see what their responses were.

Surprising enough, my best friend from high school was the most excited about the idea. She had met all the groomsmen and didn’t want to wait for the wedding night (which was still about two months away) to take part in our “party”. She wanted to do it right away.

Jake also got very favorable responses from all the groomsmen. I couldn’t believe our fantasy might actually gaziantep evi olan escort come true.

We decided to reserve a suite in the motel where the dance was to be held instead of the honeymoon suite. We went to check out the actual suite, it was perfect. It had a small kitchen area complete with a full refrigerator, microwave and everything else we needed. There was a large living area with a couple sofas, two large chairs. The bedroom had a large king size bed. The suite was a perfect place for an orgy.

At last the big day came. Everything was perfect. The weather was absolutely gorgeous. All us girls got up and were pampered with a spa makeover. We all had our hair done together and then it was time for the big ceremony. The wedding went off with not problems at all.

We had a couple hours between the wedding and the reception. The wedding party all got into a huge limo and traveled around the country side to the hotel where the reception and dance were to be held. The alcohol was flowing quite well in the limo. From the behavior of the wedding party, I think some of them were thinking about what was going to happen after to dance. A lot of flirting was going on.

Thanks to both my family and Jake’s family, the reception was absolutely wonderful. They did so much work on planning, setting up and arranging the big celebration. There were about 300 people that celebrated with us all night long.

At 1:00 am, the music DJ quit and the party started to wind down. Several of the guests sat around and socialized for awhile but around 2:00 am, Jake and I decided to retire to our room. We told all the wedding party that we would be waiting for them and gave them all a big wink.

Jake and I went to our room. We had stocked the refrigerator with a lot of beer, wine and anther drinks. We had some snacks that we put out for people to munch on if they were still hungry. I don’t know how they could have been; we had enough food at the reception and dance to feed a small army. We also brought a CD player and a bunch of CDs to play. We put in a mix tape of a bunch of favorite tunes.

It wasn’t long until the others started to show up. We got everyone a drink, everyone were “feeling quite happy” already. We were all standing around talking when Dave (the best man) started to speak. He pretended like he was the DJ at the dance but instead of announcing the new couple for their first dance together as man and wife, he announced the new couple for their first fuck as man and wife.

Everyone started to cheer us on. The girls started to help me out of my dress while Jake started to take off his tux. It wasn’t long until we were both naked in the middle of the room with all the others circled around us. Dave played a slow song on the CD player.

Jake and I took each other and started to slow dance in the middle of everyone. All the other started to cheer us on, urging us to start fucking. Jake wrapped his hands under my ass and lifted my up. I helped by pulling myself up with my arms wrapped around his neck. He started to grind his cock against my crotch. He was already hard and I was so damn excited I could hardly stand it. Jake then rubbed his hard cock up and down my already wet pussy, driving my crazy as it slide over my clit.

Jake gaziantep fetiş escort then lifted me so that his cock slipped right into my pussy. Everyone cheered and applauded as they saw his cock disappear inside me. I started to bounce up and down on his cock, keeping in time with the slow song.

The crowd then started to “clink” their beer bottle as they would at the reception to request the new couple to kiss. Instead of a nice little “peck”, this time we engaged in the biggest and longest French kiss you ever saw, our tongues exploring each other’s mouth. We really played it up for the audience, all the long; we continued to fuck to the music. We got a lot of cheers and whistles from the crowd.

The song ended and then Dave, again acting like the DJ at the dance, said everyone could join the couple on the “dance floor”. He told Jake that he couldn’t keep me for himself; he would have to share me and let others “dance” with me.

I looked around the room and everyone started to remove their dresses and tuxes. Dave then came up to Jake and tapped him on the shoulder as you would to request a dance from your partner. Dave said to me “may I have this dance?” Jake and I separated and Dave pulled me over to a sofa and laid me down. He started to massage my breasts and run his hands all over my body.

I looked around and saw everyone starting to pair up with each other. Jake first paired up with Katie, my best friend from high school. She was the only girl there that he hadn’t fucked before. I guess I didn’t need to worry about her. She seemed to be very comfortable with Jake and those two didn’t take any time at all to really start getting it on.

It didn’t take Dave long until he was sucking my clit and playing with my pussy. I was so horny by this time; it wasn’t long until I had my first orgasm, of many, for the night. Dave then replaced his fingers with is cock. He started to pump my pussy with his hard love tool. I told him to fuck me hard, I wanted to nice and hard. He responded by ramming my pussy as hard as he could, pushing his cock as far into me as possible. He had an average size cock but was using it very effectively. He started to play with my clit with his fingers. As soon as he did this, I was thrown into my second orgasm. I screamed as I came and then felt him shoot his cum inside me.

As our orgasm subsided and I gained awareness of our surroundings, I heard a lot of screaming and a lot of dirty talk all around the room. I looked around and everyone was fucking and seemed to all be having a good time.

One by one, everyone had an orgasm. When they were done, we all switch partners and continued on. I was fucked in my ass, my mouth as well as my pussy. I was having such a good time and I think everyone else was as well.

After several hours, things started to slow down. I think all the guys had cum two or three times, and some even four. Everyone was getting more drinks and eating some of the munchies. The guys all sat back to catch their breath and hopefully get a second wind.

I was lying in the middle of the floor, relaxing trying to catch my breath as well. Just then, one of my best friends from college (Jenny) came down to me and started to give me a very passionate kiss. The guys started gaziantep bayan escort to cheer. Her hands started to explore my body. Just then I felt another pair of hands, then another and then another. All four girls were soon gathered around me massaging different parts of my party. Jenny whispered to me that this is my wedding day so sit back and enjoy. She then slid a finger into my pussy. It had been fucked several times already but still wanted more. Another girl started to work on my clit as the other two paid attention to my tits.

I laid my head back, closed my eyes and enjoyed all the attention from the girls. I thought I must be in heaven. I felt the girls start to run their tongues over my tits, pussy and clit. Each of them knew exactly how to please me. It wasn’t long until I had still another orgasm. I lost track of how many I had that night but I think it is safe to say that I have never had so many before or since.

After the girls had thoroughly pleased me, we all laid in a circle, mouth to pussy and started to please each other. The guys started to cheer us on as we licked and played with each other pussies and clits.

This went on for quite awhile. I think the guys were getting a little anxious, I could tell they wanted to have some fun to. After having multiple orgasms, the girls got up and went to get some more drinks.

I remained on the floor as one of the guys (Randy) brought me a beer and said he thought that the guys needed to give me a wedding present just as the girls did. It didn’t take long until and all four guys were around me, fondling every part of my body.

As they started to do that, Jenny said that the girls needed to give Jake the same wedding present. All four girls took Jake over to a sofa and started to attend to him. The guys took me over to the other sofa and had their way with me. At one point, one of the guys laid me down on the sofa. The other guys laid me down on top of him with my back towards him. I felt his cock probing at my ass and then felt him slide into me. Another guy got on top of me and slid his cock into my pussy from the front. A third jammed his cock in my mouth as the other started to fuck my tits. Now I know I was in heaven.

I looked over at Jake and saw him fucking one of the girls as the other three kissed every part of his body. They were taking turns letting him fuck all of them.

The guys continue fucking me for what seemed forever. They would switch positions so that everyone could get each of my holes. Finally one of them came inside my pussy. This seemed to cause a chain reaction that caused them all to cum. One came in my ass, anther in my mouth and one all over my tits, neck and face.

We all were totally exhausted. I looked at the clock and it was already after 8:00am. I couldn’t believe we had been fucking for that long. We started to fall asleep one by one on the sofas, chairs and floor.

We woke up a couple hours later around 11:00. I then remembered that we were to be back home at 1:00 to open gifts. We quickly got up and started to take showers. As I was showering and washing all the cum off of me and from inside me, I realized I had the cum of all four groomsmen inside me but not the cum of my brand new husband. We had not fucked except for the beginning “dance” and neither of us had an orgasm. I guess that was ok, we have the rest of our lives together to take care of that. We all agreed that was the most exciting wedding night you could have. It will be something we talk about for years to come. It was a perfect way to cap off an absolutely wonderful day. I’m sure glad we decided to have a “Wedding Orgy”.

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The sunlight woke Alice up and the second it did she wished it didn’t. Though the clamps on her nipples had been put on loosely they now burned like fire. The ache that seemed to have settled deep in her pussy refused to move. She was miserable. Her Master still lay in bed, but he was awake. He was watching her and when she glanced down and saw him he smiled.

“Bet you thought you couldn’t sleep standing up.” he said and she blushed and nodded. He stood up and walked around her. Looking at the marks on her ass that lasted through the night, to her surprise there were only one or two. He leaned forward and gripped her tit in his hand, moving towards the nipple clamps.

“I didn’t mean to leave these on last night. Its going to hurt really badly when I take them off. This is a pain I would spare you if I could, because I didn’t mean for you to feel it. Do you understand?” He seemed really upset at this and she just nodded her head, her mouth dry and her brain unaware of the situation for the moment. However when he pinched the first clamp and then pulled if off she snapped awake and without thinking threw her head back and screamed. The pain was unbelieveable.

He pet her head and her back, leaned forward and sucked on her nipple to bring the blood flow back again. Murmuring over and over again, soft soothing words that had no meaning to her, but relaxed her anyway. Without waiting her took the second one off as well, seeming upset as she screamed again.

Alice couldn’t believe the amount of pain she was in from the simple little clamps. It seemed her nipples were on fire, and not even her Masters kisses could cool them. After a few minutes the pain subsided enough for her to slouch forward, tears in her eyes. Her Master undid the cuffs and caught her as she fell. Laying her down on the bed he brought her a glass of water. Tall and cool.

The morning passed quickly for Alice because her Master took pity on her and made love to her. He stoked her stomach and thighs. His hands pressing into her pussy to play with her engorged clit and slide into gaziantep bayan escort ilanları her wet pussy. Finallly he pressed her down on the bed and slid his cock into her. She gasped and thrust upwards to meet him, but she could bring him in no deeper than he brought himself in. With a grunt he pulled out, leaving his self and her unsatisfied.

He laughed at the look on her face, one of utter surprise, and helped her to stand. Then he had her kneel and brought her to the bathroom on her hands and knees. He ran the tub with warm water and made her get in on her hands and knees still. Slowly he lathered her up and washed her off, like one would a dog or a fine horse till she was perfectly clean. Then he had her follow him, still dripping wet and nakied, down to the kitchen. She crawled after him as fast as she could,.

In the kitchen he had her bend over the kitchen table and he took some cornoil and lubed up her ass.

“I am going to fuck your ass, and your going to help,” he told her. He placed the head of his cock at the entry of her ass. Except for yesterdays activitys she had been an anal virgin. Last night she was torn between the pain and pleasure of the act and that was with other efforts being made for her not to notice it. So now when he told her to back her ass up onto his cock she was scared.

Slowly she did as he said and pressed her ass backwards. The preasure that built there was increadable. She stopped several times and he said nothing, simply waited for her to continue. With tears in her eyes she pressed back a bit more, feeling her ass stretching slightly as the head of his cock began to enter her.

“Please Master, don’t make me” she begged

“I ain’t making you, your making yourself. I just told you what I want from you.” His voice was low and smooth, and she cried out a bit.

With a determined grunt she pressed back and his cock with the help of the oil, slid three quarters of the way into her ass. She cried out again and he simply gaziantep bayan eskort waiting. She foze wondering if that was enough. Soon enough she realized he wanted her to ride his cock. She would have to ride him until he said enough.

With a low sob she pressed back and pulled forward, sliding on his cock easliy, but painfullly. Slowly she continued fucking his cock, using her ass to tighten on him and moving. It was sudden that the pain turned to pleasure, it happened little by little without her realizing it. Until she was moving fast on his cock and moaning.

It didn’t take long before she came, and she didn’t ask either. One moment she was riding the next she was screaming. When she came her Master realized it. He couldn’t let that go unpunished. She was His and he had to claim her.

So he grabbed her hips and pulled her roughly back on his cock. Fucking her harder and harder, harder than she thought she could bare. Again the pleasure moved into pain and he didn’t stop that, he instead fucked her harder. Her cries changed from ones of exstasy to ones of pain and he grabbed her hair.

“If you can’t control yourself enough to get pleasure without cumming until I tell you to,” he ground out in her ear, “then I won’t give you pleasure.’

With that he threw her head forward and fucked her just as hard as he had been until he came. Filling her tight little ass with his cum until it was running between her ass cheeks and down her legs.

He pushed her down onto the floor and moved away to get breakfast, leaving her to swear to herself she wouldn’t mess up like that again.

The day passed smoothly and Alice couldn’t believe how fast she was growing to need the strictness of her Master. All day he teased her pussy and clit until she was close, then left her alone with strict orders not to play with herself. They had spent the day at home, playing and talking mostly. She had made lunch and dinner and found it fun to cook nakied. He had taken her in every room in the house, gaziantep escort without letting her cum once. She was getting desperate for his cock, and he own release.

“How would you like it if Rick and Jake came back tomorrow for your last day?” he asked her after dinner. She was sitting on her knees on the floor by his feet. Eating out of a dog bowl and drinking out of another. Her collar had a leash which connected to his belt, so whenever he went somewhere she had to crawl along, trying to keep up.

“If it pleases my Master than it pleases me,” she answered demurly and he smiled at her newfound manners.

“I think it would please my little slave even if it didn’t please me.” He said, but he didn’t sound mad about it. She stole a quick glance upwards at his face and caught the grin on it, she felt reasured, but yet didn’t say anything. The comment hadn’t required an answer.

Suddenly he grabbed her hair an dragged her head to his crotch. He pulled his cock out from his pants and stuck her head down on top of it. She quickly took him into her mouth and started to suck. Her mouth moved all the way down to his balls and she tried to lick at them while she sucked. This only caused her to gag however and she soon gave it up. Her mouth moved on his cock quickly and he closed his eyes and threw his head back. His hands were tangled in her hair and he pushed her head down on his cock, choking her with it.

She moaned as she sucked his cock, loving the pleasure she was giving him and getting fairly wet herself. She loved it more than she could say and shyly she reached on of her hands over and began to play with his balls. She realized her didn’t expect that when he forced her head down harder and cam in her mouth, hot shots of his cum. She swalled every last drop of him and heard him sigh in satisfaction.

That night he tied her again to the bedposts, without the nipple clamps this time. Her arms and legs spread wide she was tied standing on the bed, and supported by the posts of the bed. His hand slid around her thigh.

“Think you should cum tonight?” he asked.

She nodded desperatly as he stroked her clit, he leaned forward and swipped her clit with his tounge. Then suddenly he pulled back and laid down on the bed, looking up at her.

“Not today, perhaps tomorrow.” with that he rolled over and was soon to sleep, but she was awake for a very long time.

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