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I’m a 38 year old man who works in the information tech industry. I live in Chicago with Natalie, my wife of 15 years, and I have a 13 year old daughter. Life is pretty ordinary. I go to work, come home, eat dinner, help with homework or house chores, watch TV news, then go to bed.

Every few days my wife and I have sex. We have good sex. I love eating her out. She always tastes so good and gets extremely wet. She doesn’t hesitate to suck her own juices off my fingers, lips, or my cock. I think she actually likes it. Her favorite sex is to stick her lovely ass in the air while I plow her pussy from behind. Natalie loves a finger up her ass as we fuck. She’s not very fond of ass fucking, but she does let me now and then. Our sex life is pretty good.

The other day I got a phone call from my mother who lives on the other side of Chicago. She asked if I could come over after work and fix a leaking faucet in her kitchen. I wasn’t very happy about it but I told her I would. Now if you’ve been to Chicago lately you know that every major road is under construction and it is a royal pain in the ass to get anywhere. Especially at 5:30 in the evening. It was a Friday and that made it even worse.

I called Natalie and told her what was up. She was a little pissed but told me to give mom her best. We both knew I wouldn’t make it home for supper so she made me promise to get something to eat.

90 minutes later I arrived at mom’s house and became really angry. Mom was shit-faced drunk. She was wearing an old, ugly blue robe and she was laying half on and half off the couch giggling and waving an empty bottle of wine. I was actually worried that she was going to drop the bottle on her face so I took it from her and set it on the coffee table.

“Um dunk,” she slurred.

“No shit,” I said as I walked to the kitchen.

I was a simple job to replace the gaskets in her faucet. I was done in 20 minutes. The whole time I was working mom kept rattling off bullshit from the other room, very little of which made any sense. When I walked back out to the living room mom was still laying on the couch but her robe had come open and her wrinkled nude body was entirely on display. Her saggy tits were falling down to her arm pits. Her massive bush was centered in a sea escort gaziantep suriyeli bayan of stretched skin and cellulite.

I told her I was finished and she asked if I would help her up. I took her hand in mine and pulled her up to a sitting position. When I let go she just plopped back down.

“Nevah mine,” she told me.

Then she started giggling again and actually rolled off the couch. She landed on her knees and face with her arms out wide. Her massive ass was pointing straight in the air and I was staring right into her hairy old wrinkled sphincter. I started to help her back up on the couch and she told me she just wanted to stay where she was because her head was starting to spin. I sat on the couch to wait. She was really pissing me off. I wanted to get home and now I was here babysitting my drunk mother who was on the floor mostly naked with her big ugly ass staring me in the face. I don’t know what possessed me but I just spread her pussy with my left hand and shoved three fingers up her nasty cunt. “Maybe that’ll sober her up,” I thought.

Mom started giggling again.

This was ridiculous. I put my forth finger into her and started jamming her pussy. Mom was trying to talk but her face was mashed against the floor and the bottom of the couch. I did manage to understand her noises though as pleasure. Fuck pleasure. I jammed the thumb of my left hand up her shit hole. That got her attention but it wasn’t what I expected. She actually pushed back against my invading fingers. At this point I realized that my depravity was actually a turn-on. My dick was hard. Sick as that big flabby ass was to look at I was horny. So I did the next normal thing any guy does. I pulled down my pants and shoved my hard dick up her slimy cunt. I fucked it in and out a few times then jammed it up her ass. That produced a very loud squeal. Now I could understand what she was vocalizing.

“Aaah…aaah…aaah…”

Every time my balls slapped against her bush and the tip of my dick bit into her bowels she made a noise. I don’t know if it was a happy noise or a painful noise, but it was a noise. I pounded her ass like I’ve never pounded any other. I knew one thing though; when she came out of escort gaziantep türbanlı bayan her drunken stupor she was going to know she had been butt-fucked. After several minutes of savage fucking I shot a huge load of cum up into her guts. God, it felt like I came a gallon. I pulled my dick from her gaping ass and a stream of cum and blood trailed down her fur and cottage cheese thighs. I plopped down on the couch to rest for a minute but the sight of her open butt was too much, so I got back up and went to the bathroom to clean up. I cleaned my scummy dick off with one of her good washcloths and just let is lay there on the counter with blood and cum and a little of her shit visible.

When I got back out to the living room mom had turned her face away from the bottom of the couch and out toward the center of the room. Her big ass was still in the air and looked even nastier than before. As I stood there looking at her she opened her eyes and looked directly at me.

“Ohhh, it’s you. Can you help me sit up. I fell off the couch.”

“No shit mom, I can see that.”

I straddled her back and hooked my arms under her shoulders to lift her up. She was erect but she sat back on her heels and slouched against the couch with her hands on the seat. She looked me in the eye again and said “You hurt my bum.” “Well it’s late, I’ve had a long day, and when I found you here drunk I just let loose. I hope I didn’t hurt you too much.”

“It’s okay…shit…I’m leaking.”

I helped mom to her feet and walked her to the bathroom where she plopped down on the toilet. I had to hold her so she didn’t topple over into the tub. Her robe had fallen on off in the living room so she was completely naked. Her old tits almost hung down to her lap. It wasn’t very appealing.

“Hold me while I wipe up.”

I held her by the shoulders as she gently patted some tissue at her sore ass. I could see the bloody cum on the toilet paper. She flushed and I helped her back up and out to the couch again.

She sat down with her crumpled robe at her feet. After a few seconds she slumped back down to her laying position.

“My head’s still spinning,” she said.

“I don’t doubt it. How much escort gaziantep ücreti elden alan bayan wine did you drink today?”

“Don’t know but it was a lot. Look, now that you’ve hurt my ass you owe me. Make my pussy feel good.”

“What do you want?”

“Fuck me, eat me, I don’t give a fuck just satisfy my pussy.”

There was no way I was going to stick my tongue in that furry cavern so I stroked my flaccid cock a few times to get it semi-hard and crawled between her tree-trunk-like thighs. It was easy to work my hardening dick up her loose cunt. She had her forearm draped across her forehead shading her eyes. I started working in and out of her pussy while she laid there like a dead fish. Her tits juggled back and forth at her side. I took hold of her tits and used them like her hips to hold on to as I lunged in and out of her sloppy cunt. Every inch of her over-weight body jiggled with each thrust. Unfortunately, I was a long way from cumming since I had already done it once so I just pounded away.

I rolled her onto her side and straddled her lower leg, holding her upper leg the air for maximum penetration. Mom wasn’t making any sounds except for her breathing. Her big old cunt must not have been very sensitive any more. From this position on her side I found myself looking up her shit hole again. It looked kind of bruised but what the hell.

I pulled out of her pussy and plunged my cock back into her ass. Boy did she scream then.

“Owwww, oh fuck, owwww, you fucking asshole!” she screamed.

Thing is, she didn’t push me away or ask me to stop so I kept fucking her ass. She actually turned the rest of the way over and put her big butt back up in the air for me to plunder. I reached around her and took a tit I each hand to hold on to and savagely fucked her ass. Soon I was ready to come again and I filled her bowles with another load of juicy sperm. As before, I watched the creamy liquids flow out her hole and down her leg and pussy. I went to the bathroom and brought out the towel I had used before. I wiped my dick clean and decided to be nice and clean her up a little as well. As the dry cloth rubbed across her abused pucker she let out another scream.

“Ow, my God you little fuck! Wet that cloth before you scrub my sore butt. You are really a mean stupid fuck today.”

“Thanks mom. That’s really sweet of you to say.”

I picked up mom’s robe and gave her my arm to help her to her bedroom. We didn’t say any more other than good night. I got dressed and as I locked the front door behind me a big smile came across my face. I had just fulfilled my life-long fantasy of fucking my mother. She won’t be happy in the morning but I would never forget.

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Pam looked around the backyard, but Mom was nowhere to be found, and neither was her new boyfriend, Eric. She went inside and checked the kitchen, but she wasn’t there. A few people were getting food at the buffet in the dining room, but Mom was not among them.

Pam headed upstairs. She was not in the bathroom, but she was surprised to see Mom’s bedroom door closed. She listened carefully and heard moans from the other side. For a moment she thought Mom might be in trouble, but just before she opened her door, she heard her moan, “Eric!”

Pam quickly ran across the hall to her room and shut the door, leaving it open just a crack to peek out.

A few moments later, Mom’s door opened and she came out, followed by Eric. They walked down the hall and were gone.

Pam snuck back across the hall to Mom’s door and peered in. Everything in the room was perfectly neat, as if nothing had been disturbed, but the smell of sex filled the air. Eric had fucked Mom.

Pam hurried downstairs and saw Eric alone at the buffet table, piling a plate full of food.

“Hi, Eric,” Pam smiled as he crammed food into his face.

“Pam,” he nodded, and walked to the table. Pam sat in the chair next to his, facing him, and watched him eat.

“What do you see in my Mom?”

“She’s a very beautiful woman. Why?”

“Do you love her?”

“Of course.”

“Do you like fucking her?”

He suddenly stopped eating and stared at her with a blank face, but only for a moment.

“Absolutely,” he smiled. “I like fucking beautiful women.”

“Like me?”

Pam noticed a twitch in his trousers. She parted her thighs, letting him see up her skirt to her panties. Her crotch was wet. She breathed in deep and strained her breasts against her blouse.

Eric looked around to see if anyone was watching, and shifted in the chair and she saw the outline of the entire length of his cock down the leg of his pants. Licking her lips, Pam reached out to touch it, but he grabbed her wrist.

“Let’s go upstairs,” he said. Pam nodded.

They quickly ran upstairs and locked themselves in her bedroom, her back against the door. She panted heavily as he unbuttoned her blouse and reached down to his crotch. She was aroused by the thought of making it with the man who had just fucked Mom. Knowing their relationship had just begun made him that much more desirable.

“I want you to fuck me,” Pam whispered bravely, rubbing seks hikayeleri his cock in his pants. He laughed, massaging her tits.

“Get down on your knees,” he told her.

She kneeled before him, eagerly watching his hands unzip his pants. She licked her lips as he tugged the long shaft out of his pants and held it in front of her. She lifted it to her mouth and slipped her lips over the head. His prick was massive, quite a bit bigger than she expected, and throbbed in her mouth.

He wrapped his hands around her head and bucked his hips, forcing his cock deep into her mouth, deeper than she was able to take the big thing. He held her tight, stuffing his cock down her throat, and she was choking on it.

He drew his hips back and fucked her face with long, slow strokes that pulled the head of his cock out to her lips, and pushed it all the way back to her throat.

Pam desperately tried to keep up with him. She licked the head furiously when it came back to her lips, but her eyes bulged out of her head when he shoved it back in, and she gagged terribly when it touched the back of her throat.

Suddenly, his cock throbbed and he was cumming. He crammed it deep into her mouth, and Pam screamed, although her scream was muffled by the cock. Cum gushed from the end of his cock against the roof of her mouth and right to the back of her throat, quickly filling her mouth.

“Swallow it,” Eric said in a low voice.

Pam managed to swallow some, but it just filled her mouth too quickly. The backwash of cum spurt out of her mouth around his cock, down her chin and cheeks and all over her bare tits. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and Pam coughed and wiped the cum off her face with the back of her hand. He pulled her up to her feet.

“You all right?” he asked.

“Mm hm,” Pam answered, as she swallowed the little bit of cum that remained in her mouth. She wiped her face with her other hand and smeared the cum across her lips.

“I never did that before,” she choked. She looked down at the cum on her tits and the cum on her hands, and wasn’t sure what to do.

“You’ll love it when you learn how to do it right.”

He pushed her face down on the bed, pulled her skirt up, and spread her legs, pointing his cock at her cunt. Pam looked back at him over her shoulder, biting her lower lip in her teeth. She trembled with fear and anticipation, at the escort gaziantep şişman bayan same time excited and frightened by what he was about to do.

The head of his cock touched her cunt and she gasped and jerked forward. Eric put his hands around her hips and with a single thrust buried his cock deep inside her, knocking her breath out. He pulled her hips up, repositioned himself, and thrust once more.

Pam yelped in pain and whimpered and Eric grinned. She was tight. She moaned with pain and sobbed into the pillow. Her thighs quivered in his hands like a frightened kitten. He had her and she knew it.

Her pussy barely had any hair, nothing more than a few, blonde wisps. Her fair skin was soft and smooth, virtually perfect, and her back was covered with a light mist of perspiration droplets. Her long, blonde hair soaked up the sweat from her forehead, her shoulders and her back, and the wet strands stuck to her skin when she tossed her head.

He squeezed her hips and pulled her back on his cock, forcing it in another inch or two. She groaned loudly, tugging fiercely at the bedsheets.

“Enough,” she panted weakly. “No more. Please.”

“Yes more. All of it.”

He shoved again and she screamed, panting uncontrollably, “Oh God … oh God … oh God.” Tears streamed down her face and her cheeks were red and puffy. Her young, soft, innocent thighs were split to accommodate him, and, when he looked down at her crotch, it looked like he was trying to shove a telephone pole into her.

“Please take it out. Please.” She was almost too weak to talk, but looked back at him over her shoulder.

“No.”

He pumped his hips and her whole body rocked with him.

Pam grunted, “Uhn … uhn … uhn,” each time he shoved her forward and jammed another small bit of his cock inside her. She whimpered pitifully between grunts, but he relentlessly pounded his hips into her. She was in terrible pain, but she tolerated it, because it felt too good to stop.

He squeezed her hips hard. She gradually grew limp, but she did not want him to stop to give her a rest. She wanted him to give her his sperm, although she probably wouldn’t be able to hold it, and she wanted him to break her in good. She was going to be in serious pain for a couple of weeks.

She buried her face in the pillows to cover her sobs and whimpers, but it couldn’t hide escort gaziantep sınırsız bayan her panting and grunts. Eric pumped faster.

“Oh God please stop, please take it out,” she whimpered, writhing as if she were possessed. Her moaning grew louder and she thrust herself back to take him inside her.

Eric grunted, bucked his hips roughly, and sprayed her insides with cum. Pam’s moaning ceased and she practically tore the sheets off the bed.

She was as limp and sweaty as a hot towel as he collapsed on top of her, occasionally thrusting with his hips to relieve a spasm. He was breathing hard, but Pam panted like she had just run a marathon.

Lying over her, smothering her small body with his weight, he wiped the stringy, wet hair away from her eyes.

“I told you you’d like it, didn’t I?”

Pam was panting too hard to answer.

Suddenly, from the direction of the doorway, a voice shouted, “What the hell’s going on here?”

Pam and Eric both looked up. Mom stood just inside the door, still holding the doorknob. Her face was a frightening picture of horror, quickly changing to furious anger.

“Uh oh,” Pam whispered.

“Anne, I can explain,” Eric said, and quickly lifted himself off Pam. His long cock plopped out of her cunt.

“I don’t want to hear it.” Mom’s voice was controlled anger on the edge of an explosion.

“Now wait a minute, I wasn’t-“

“Shut up,” Anne snarled. “Put your pants on and get out of here and don’t ever come back.” She looked at Pam very sternly. “And you, as soon as you get some clothes on, I want to have a talk with you.”

Pam could tell she was just about to explode.

* * *

“Sit down,” Mom said.

Pam sat in the chair, looking at her. Her face was very hard to read. She couldn’t tell how she was feeling or what she was going to do. She knew how pissed she was. She was probably going to ground her for the rest of her life.

“It took me a long time to figure out what I was going to do about you and your promiscuity,” she began. Pam didn’t know what promiscuity meant, but she figured it had something to do with all the fucking she had been doing. “I’ve decided not to punish you,” she said, and, inside, Pam felt elated, she was going to get off lightly. “I’ve decided to send you to your Aunt Mary’s for the summer. That way I can keep you out of trouble until school starts again.”

Pam’s heart sank, and her face showed how she felt. She had practically been condemned to prison. There was no way she was going to find any cute guys out on a farm in the middle of nowhere. There was only her cousin, Todd, and he was much older than her. He’d never have any interest in her. She felt like crying, but fought to keep her composure.

“You’ll be leaving next Wednesday. I’ve got you a ticket on a train.”

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This is the follow-up to ‘Something Old, Something New’, that readers may first wish to check out for plot and characterisation.

*

Having somehow managed to drag myself up from the bathroom tiles in the early hours, I awoke the following morning with the sun beating hard against the window, my head thumping and Lisa nowhere to be seen. Immediately my sadistic brain began to reassemble the previous night’s tawdry antics, prompting me to burrow deep in the covers to hide my shame.

It was half an hour before I rose and only then because it was too lovely a day to waste in bed. Lisa and my 18-year-old cousin Emily were visible on the patio beneath the window, chatting away. Turning, I hovered at the bedroom door. Oh well, I had to face them sometime.

With the rest of the family busily engaged in preparations for the wedding, cooking and fetching to a grand marquee that had sprung up in the bottom field, just the three of us remained at the house. Glancing from Lisa to Emily for signs of malcontent, there appeared to be none, but little bonhomie either. The pair, it seemed, had cooked up a plan, confirmed when Lisa remarked: “Emily’s taking me on a bike ride.”

“I’m going to show her the lovely countryside,” added Emily, with a sweet hangover-relieving smile.

“You look rough,” observed Emily. “Maybe you should join us, help clear your head.”

I glanced over at Lisa. Her face was not exactly full of enthusiasm.

“Gran has some bikes we can borrow and she’s packed us a picnic and some drinks,” gushed Emily. “Oh come on Gary, it’ll be fun.”

I looked once more to Lisa for validation. She retained a poker face. Yet with my sexy little cousin practically begging me to join them, how could I possibly refuse?

As it transpired, the girls’ bikes were in better state of repair than granddad’s old boneshaker which, when loaded with the cool box, went at a snail’s pace. There was, however, one fringe benefit: a sumptuous rear view. From this angle and, purely on aesthetics, Lisa held sway, emphasised when, breaching an especially steep incline, she was forced to stand on the pedals to gain some momentum. Her tight shorts clung like a second skin as both cheeks chewed the light material. Damn I was going to miss that arse when the weekend was over. I wasn’t however going to miss her attitude, illustrated when she turned and called: “Come on Gary, put some effort into it.”

Lagging behind, I was regretful at having spent more time in the pub than the gym lately, a sad yet inevitable symptom of the break-up.

We cycled for 15 minutes before Emily stopped to take a drink from a water bottle, allowing me to saunter past. Now from this angle, Emily came into her own, sweat from the uphill exertions having coated her chest and glazed the tight white top. Bra-less, I observed, the outline of her crimson areolae on a pair of ripe tits was clearly visible. “Right, we’ll head to the stream,” directed Emily, breaking the spell.

The aquamarine stream lapped gently against the bank as we set down the blanket and unloaded the packed lunch of sandwiches, cheese slices, salad and crisps. There were also six sweet ciders, gratefully received now the hangover had abated. Having filled our stomachs and polished off two cans each, we settled back to absorb a few soothing rays.

* * *

When I came to a short while later, leaning up on my elbows, Lisa and Emily were sat at the water’s edge, toes dangling. “Coming for a dip, Gary?” she called, glancing over, her shoulder, hair a golden, sun-trapped halo around a pretty young face.

“I’ve got no gear,” I protested.

“That doesn’t matter,” the teenager replied, our eyes locking.

She giggled and I hesitated for a moment before grinning back. Fuelled by the cider and an urge to impress the pretty young thing, I dispensed with t-shirt and jeans, stripping down to my boxers. A few unwanted pounds around the middle, otherwise I was in reasonably good shape. Hurtling past the pair, as the bank gave way I grabbed my knees and bombed, surfacing with a corkscrew twist. Heated by the midday sun, the water was benign. Paddling back I circled at their feet, gazing up. “So come on then, who’ll join me?”

Following my lead, Emily stood and wrenched clear her top, unashamedly exposing her breasts. Nipples resembling two thimbles sprouted from areolae the size and hue of a ripe tomato, set on a pair of firm, proud orbs. Not as large as I’d first adjudged, no more perhaps than a cup size above Lisa’s, Emily’s top heavy appearance came from having such an ultra-slim waist. It was so slender in fact that both sets of fingers could almost certainly touch.

Comfortable with her body, slowly and teasingly Emily unbuttoned the denim shorts, letting them fall to reveal a skimpy pair of white lace panties, little more than two inches of material covering her modesty, the faint outline of pussy visible beneath.

As I glided backwards to the centre of the escort gaziantep sahibe bayan stream, Emily lowered carefully from the edge, thighs submerged in the shallow. Propelling forward with a ripple, she eased in up to her middle. I gazed awestruck as the water lapped around her breasts, before she kicked forward, breaking into a crawl and splashing towards me. Treading water a few feet away, she smiled then plunged, shoulders and head submerged. Springing up with a gasp, wet hair sticking to her brow, she encircled before waving ashore, cajoling Lisa to join us. Lisa screwed up her face, saying simply: “Maybe later.”

“Not later, now,” my cousin entreated. “Oh come on Lisa, the water’s gorgeous,” she added, persuasive nature coming to the fore. “Don’t be a chicken.”

Lisa stood, giving the matter some thought as further words of encouragement rang out from the stream. Finally she hoisted up her t-shirt. Not as daring as the topless Emily, a cream half cup bra covered her slightly more modest assets. Full and firm nonetheless, the familiar areolae and nipples were a shade of brown to match her eyes. Those breasts and that wonderful arse had given me so much pleasure over the past decade that I was really going to miss them when all of this was over. “Come on,” urged Emily, as my ex stood on the bank in her bra and skin tight shorts.

What happened next took us all completely by surprise. Tugging at the shorts, they slid down Lisa’s angular thighs to reveal a cleanly trimmed bush bordering a luscious pair of pussy lips. Either she’d forgotten her lack of panties or the cider and the sun had loosened her inhibitions. Or maybe it was just from being away from the hubbub of London life and in the presence of the delightful young Emily. Either way it was a delightful sight that suddenly upped the ante. ‘You’re the chickens,’ she retorted, flapping her elbows before quickly freeing her breasts and jumping in stark naked.

Down she went, disappearing in the blue, then up again with a flick of wet hair and a squeal that was half shock, half delight. “Chickens,” she repeated, splashing towards me and disappearing once more beneath the surface.

I felt a sudden tug, falling backwards in the process, legs splaying. A flurry of crashing water and play fighting ensued before the wet boxers were downed, tugged off, hoisted clear and tossed aside, landing with a soggy splash on the bank. The cool water rushing around my testicles made for a strange yet liberating feeling, and soon any self-consciousness had drained.

With a grin Emily did likewise, reaching down to hoist off her panties and hurl them aside, before she was manhandled…or woman-handled: for Lisa was swimming menacingly towards the younger girl evidently with designs on her underwear. Emily squealed with pleasure as the water caressed her inner thighs. Treading water, her shapely breasts bobbled at the surface, eliciting lust-fuelled thoughts in both bathing buddies.

As we splashed each other like excited kids, a sheet of water exploded on Emily. The younger girl screamed, administering instant retaliating as her arms sliced the surface and coated Lisa. The older girl hit back and soon the two were play-fighting, water spraying everywhere. I watched as Lisa fell backwards with a shriek as, holding on to her shoulders, Emily tried to dunk her. To and fro they went, each trying to submerge the other, a volley of frenzied cries filling the air. Occasionally I received a splash, but I was little more than a bystander. And that suited me just fine, given that there were tits and arse cheeks all over the place. Fuck me, these two looked good together. “Ooh you bitch,” squealed Lisa as a backhand caught her across the left breast.

Reaching out, she clamped her fingers around Emily’s right nipple, twisting with relish. Emily yelped and made a grab for Lisa’s hair, splashing violently as each battled for supremacy. As Lisa toppled forward, Emily sank her teeth into Lisa’s left bum cheek. Some choice expletives echoed over the stream as Lisa backed off.

Emily gave a triumphant cry, hands raised above her head. Yet the victory was short-lived as Lisa dived to deploy a stealthy underwater riposte. Suddenly Emily shrieked as her legs were taken away, Lisa’s head emerging between her legs. As Lisa flung the younger girl’s around like a rag doll on a bucking bronco, Emily shrieked, begging my assistance. I shook my head with a teasing smile. Lisa continued to shake and finally they parted company, Emily somersaulting and landing in a painful sounding belly flop.

Not done with yet, my feisty young cousin regrouped and I looked on as Lisa toppled backwards, her assailant grappling with a calf, marked by a flurry of furious underwater splashing. Both girls surfaced, treading water and shooting daggers as they prowled like cats about to pounce. Emily made a grab but Lisa was too fast, locking the younger girl’s escort bayan şahinbey arm behind her back. “You dirty tramp,” mouthed Lisa, taking a grab at Emily’s hair and forcing back her head.

Arms crashed against the water, the two bodies locked together and submerging once more. Gone for two, maybe three seconds, the water remained still and blue, until finally the surface erupted. Emily had managed to free herself and looked mad as hell, dabbing a finger at a scratch beneath her eye. “You dirty whore,” she spat, “I’m gonna get you for that.”

“Come on then, bitch,” gestured Lisa. “You want a piece of me?”

At that moment I thought it best to intervene, swimming over to place my body between the pair as a barrier. Hands tried desperately to breach my defence, their sharp talons snagging my skin. “Ouch,” I cried. “I think it’s time you two kissed and made up.”

Both retained a neutral face, seemingly happy to slug it out, and I was going to need all my diplomacy skills. “Come on girls,” I encouraged, met with a sneer from Lisa.

Eventually it was Emily that relented with a pretty pout. “Oh, okay,” she consented. “Tell her I’m sorry.”

I turned to Lisa but, before another word could be spoken, my suggestion of kissing and making up was taken a little too literally. I stood aghast as Emily reached for Lisa’s neck, pulling the older girl’s face towards hers, Lisa’s head tilting to receive the teenager’s lips.

Goodness knows what would have happened had a cloud the shape and size of Africa not settled overhead. Threatening to unload any moment, the temperature dropped markedly, prompting a rash of goose pimples and chattery teeth. Breaking away from the embrace, Emily said: “We better take shelter before we get soaked.”

Lisa looked like she already was. Most uncharacteristic, in eight years together not once had there been the merest hint of a passion for other women. In fact, I could be forgiven for thinking she was as straight as they came, detesting those gratuitous lesbian scenes in the late night movies that I found such a turn-on. This was not the same uptight Lisa that had left London yesterday.

Cycling back apace to beat the rain, thankfully it was downhill this time, and we made it back inside the house just before the heavens opened. The other family members had gathered in the lounge for dinner, kept temporarily from their chores by the gathering storm. We offered to help that afternoon, but were summarily turned down and ordered to enjoy ourselves. If only. Needing something to occupy my time, I sought out a radio from granddad’s study to listen to the test match.

The storm prevailed for an hour, after which a beautiful rainbow painted the sky. When the sun shone through once more, normal service was resumed, the others traipsing back down to the bottom field. Taking to the rain darkened patio, I listened to the cricket while Emily listened to music on her iPod and Lisa headed upstairs for a nap. Intent on teasing me to distraction, Emily was fully dressed now, her earlier loss of inhibition seemingly no more than a passing phase.

Another hour passing in silence, growing a little restless I headed down to offer my services, only to be brushed off once more. After a peaceful walk among the damp velveteen fields, I headed back to check upon Lisa. Hunched at the window of our room, she was oblivious to my entry. Immediately I noted the heavy breathing was, almost asthmatic. Then it struck me that our room overlooked the patio where Emily lay. Lisa couldn’t have been caught more red handed unless it happened to be that particular time of the month. Naked from the waist down, two fingers were buried deep in her cunt, playing with her clit.

Still my presence went unnoticed. Grinning, I pressed my strong chest to her back, causing her to startle, quickly extracting her fingers, the unmistakeable escape of female musk clinging to the air beneath my nostrils. Down below, Emily had stripped to bra and panties. “Lovely, isn’t she?” I whispered.

Lisa gave me that ‘I don’t know what you mean’ look, trying desperately to figure a way out of the predicament. She went to move but I had her pinned up against the window. Alone on the patio, Emily absent-mindedly moved a hand inside her bra cup, thumb and forefinger rolling the erect teat. “Lovely, isn’t she?” I repeated, louder.

Lisa wriggled, attempting to free my lock. “You want to fuck her, don’t you Lisa?” I mouthed, moving in even closer, chin resting on her shoulder, bulge rubbing her arse. “You want those gorgeous tits in your mouth,” I teased. “You want to lick her young snatch, don’t you Lisa?”

“Nooooo,” she protested, the fake denial merely adding to my arousal. “Gary, get off me,” she added without conviction.

“Look at her, Lisa. Look what she’s doing,” I continued, teeth sinking teeth gently into her neck whilst grinding her backside with my ever-hardening escort şahinbey cock. “Look how much she wants you, Lisa.”

As Emily’s other hand darted inside her panties, her sweet face contorted. Neither Lisa nor I could take our eyes away as the teenager’s fingers eased inside that moistened pussy. The look on Emily’s face caused my cock to reach its full potential, as hard as I’d been in many years. “Admit how much you want her, Lisa.”

“No Gary,” Lisa mouthed unconvincingly.

Down below on the patio, Emily’s knuckles dug at the material of her panties as three fingers worked ever deeper into her pussy. “You know how much she wants YOU, Lisa,” I exhaled in a gravel-like tone, hands stroking her stomach before coming to rest on her breasts.

Cupping and squeezing, hands dwarfing, I felt the nipples inflate to my touch. Pinching each prompted Lisa to gasp, reigniting some long forgotten passion. Never in all our years together had I been as aroused as this. There was so something incredibly kinky about ‘sex-with-the-ex’, whilst Emily was the icing on the cake. “Gary, please…” Lisa moaned.

Now what the hell did that mean? Gary – please fuck me? Or Gary – please leave me? Either way, I was too far gone to stop, and Lisa knew it. Finally submitting to her lust, she tugged at my shorts. At the same time I spread her legs, pushing down on her spine, bent forwards towards the windowsill. Her butt cheeks wiggled as she toyed with my cock, guiding it to her moistness. With a grunt, from behind I forced the shaft deep into her cunt, the tight wet tunnel enveloping the shaft, juices coating its length. I held there for a moment, savouring the feeling. Withdrawing with a slopping sound, my cock dripping, I slammed hard from the buttocks. Her cunt was so wet, I drilled her cervix.

Both turned on to the max by the sight of naughty little Emily busily pleasuring herself below and of this oh-so-naughty fuck, sadly it was over in moments. Plunging hard as I came, holding my cock in deep, I shot length after length of creamy cum into her womb. Lisa too shrieked with orgasmic pleasure, body jerking violently, the likes of which I’d not witnessed for at least five years, if at all.

Guiltily Lisa fled to the bathroom as I drew up my shorts and left in silence, one last lingering look down at Emily as she too came hard.

* * *

With Emily heading to her room shortly after, I had the patio to myself for the remainder of the afternoon, absorbed in the cricket, until the relatives returned from the bottom field for the day. As dusk started to pepper the sky, Granddad got a barbecue going, more reminiscences and embarrassing tales ring out like crossfire.

As the evening wore on, Lisa and Emily huddled in a corner, giggling and whispering secretively, a bottle of red despatched. It seemed they were plotting something. When Emily disappeared, followed shortly thereafter by Lisa, my suspicions were aroused further, confirmed when five more minutes passed without show. I headed for the stairs, heart pounding. Our room was empty, but it came as little surprise to hear a low, barely audible, sound coming from Emily’s room. My brain formulated a wondrous image of the two writhing together on the bed, a salacious grin forming on my lips. Now – just ease the door a little, careful not to disturb.

Oh. It was bolted tight, causing my heart to plunge. Obviously this was a private party. “Lisa…Emily,” I whispered at the keyhole, dropping to my knees.

Unfortunately the keyhole offered no portal into their private world and I turned away dejectedly, cursing my adverse luck. About to take to the stairs, all of a sudden a lightbulb moment occurred. Gently easing the handle on the next door along, I moved a chair to the adjoining door, copying what Emily and I had done the previous night, only in reverse. Caring not that I had been excluded, in fact it seemed much kinkier this way.

I wasn’t to be disappointed. My ex-girlfriend had turned into a very naughty girl indeed, virtually overnight. Naked on the bed, the preliminaries dispensed with, she cupped Emily’s right breast, feeding the erect nipple into her mouth. Head tossed back and moaning sensually, the younger girl’s arm stretched out, a comb of tiny fingers raking through Lisa’s curled brunette locks. They stayed like that for half a minute or so before Lisa eased back, an inch above Emily’s nipple, cheeks churning, a globule of saliva slipping from her lips and clinging to the hard teat. Grinning, she clamped her mouth once more onto the fleshy orb as Emily arched like an Olympic gymnast.

As I looked down secretly, my cock twitched, but I dared not do anything about it, in case Jane or Paul or someone else came upstairs. I did wish I owned a camera phone though.

Slowly Lisa graduated to the other breast and, from the lustful look on Emily’s face, it was as if the other girl had been sucking tit her whole life. Certainly it was a side to Lisa I’d never, ever imagined in my wildest dreams. Having worked Emily’s left nipple frenziedly, Lisa licked all the way up the other girl’s soft neck and over her chin, culminating in a passionate embrace. Emily’s fingers scraped Lisa’s scalp, their lips locked for a full minute before the two eased back, faces shocked. Neither could quite believe this was happening and nor could I.

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Snuggling with Daddy while Mom Snoozes Nearby

“Ooh, I feel something hard, daddy,” Heather said in a playful shame-shame voice.

She was in her oversized T-shirt nightie, sitting on the loveseat, on top of Caledon, her stepdad.

“Right…,” she wriggled her body into him, “…there.”

Heather’s mother Mary was slumped over the sofa, the light of the TV flickering on her sleeping face. Just in case she woke up, Heather also had a blanket covering both her and her stepdad. They had been watching a horror movie. She told her mom some parts were too scary, and she wanted to curl up next to Caledon for the last scenes, so she could hide her face in his shoulder ahead of the jump scares.

The movie was over. She was still on his lap as the movie’s credits rolled.

“It’s nothing,” he said.

“Like hell, it’s nothing.”

She brought her face close to his. One of her pigtails got in his eyes. He pulled his hand out from the warmth of the blanket to pull the hair back. He reached back into the blanket to keep his arms tight around Heather like they were for the last half hour.

“Why are you so hard, daddy?” she pressed on.

“Ignore it, bumpkin.”

“You’re horny again,” she accused him.

“That’s your imagination.”

“All those half-naked women getting chased by the crazy guy make you horny?”

“Please,” he replied.

“Horny for me?” she squeaked innocently, grinding into him again.

He shifted uncomfortably. “No, it’s, it’s, uh, a natural reaction to…physical stimulation…leading to unexpected…arousal…”

“Just say you’re horny!” she cried out.

“Hush!” he shushed her.

They looked at her mother on the sofa, who snored a little.

They looked back at each other.

Heather leaned into him and said softly, “I’m horny, too.”

Low, ominous music played over the movie credits on the screen.

She kissed his cheek very slowly with a moan. He pecked her back quickly and turned away. She licked his cheek with another low aroused moan. Under the covers, her hands were over his. She took one of his hands and brought it down to her thighs.

“Baby,” he began.

“Hush,” she whispered.

She rubbed that hand on her thighs. She pulled up the hem of her T-shirt. She played with his fingers. Then she made one of his fingers poke her underwear. She put her lips to his ear and went:

“Mm,” with a soft giggle.

“Okay,” he said, exhaling. “Movie’s over. We should, you know…”

“Make out?”

“No, we should…”

“Ooh, make love?”

“No, stop, we should…”

“Fuck?”

“We should turn in! Say goodnight. Geez.”

He shook his head and started pushing her off. Instead, she leaned into him.

“I’ll go if you tuck me in.”

“You’re too old for that. College age. escort gaziantep özbek bayan And…and…” he lost his words when she put his fingers to her underwear again.

This time she put her mouth to his ear, said, “Ooh,” and licked the ear.

“Heather…,” he complained weakly.

She writhed back and forth on his lap, feeling his hardness.

“Oh, man,” he muttered.

She rocked away on him faster. She stopped to reach behind her. With a mischievous grin, she unbuttoned his pants without looking.

“Ooh, no, hold on, hold on,” he protested.

She used two hands and unzipped his pants while he kept the blanket secure up to their necks.

“Baby,” he panted. “Mom’s right there, come on.”

“Then don’t wake her,” she purred.

She lifted herself a little and lowered her underwear. She started grinding her bare ass into him again. She played with his fingers again and brought them between her legs as she opened them. This time his finger touched a wet, hairless pussy.

“Oh, mama,” he said as he felt the wetness.

She still had control of his fingers and she dipped one finger deeper inside.

“Oh, jeez,” he said.

She groaned a labored “Unh!”

The music was getting louder.

Heather pulled her panties down and completely off before snuggling back into her stepdad’s arms.

“Bumpkin, please.”

“I’ll try to be quiet,” she whispered impatiently. But when his finger brushed past her clit, she cried out again, “Ah!”

“For fuck’s sake,” he said hoarsely through clenched teeth.

She giggled at him. She reached behind her again, grabbing for his cock.

“There it is,” she said, releasing the cock from his underwear.

With her hand twisted behind, she was still able to stroke it. He threw his head back on the loveseat and sighed.

“You like that, daddy?” she said quietly.

“No,” he said.

“Liar.”

“Ooh, fuck,” he moaned.

“Sit back,” she whispered into his ear before facing forward.

He leaned back, pushing his body down.

“More,” she commanded him.

They slid down further on the love seat. She leaned back. She placed her bare feet on his thighs. She lifted her body up and waited.

He sighed, cursed, and then grabbed his cock and held it firm for her, feeling around for the right opening. And she slid down on it, guiding it inside her.

She gasped. “It’s too big, daddy,” she whined.

“Oh, come on.”

She giggled a little but continued. “Too big, too big, too big, ugh!”

“You’re crazy, bumpkin.”

He held her tiny, soft waist tightly with his big construction worker hands and started drilling his cock into her fast. The blanket fell to her waist.

She stopped making porno videolar jokes. Instead her mouth was agape, her eyes wide, her voice stuck at her throat, as he drove into her again and again rapidly. A low groan from her escalated into another cry.

He wrapped one arm around her and leaned forward, dipping his other hand between her legs and stimulating her.

With clanging, thunderous music playing over the scrolling credits, Heather let herself get louder.

“Oh, God,” she said. “Hmm, oh God!”

“Sh.”

“Daddy!” she cried out, grabbing the armrests, bouncing on his cock.

“Sh!”

The shrieking music suddenly cut out. He stopped suddenly. Heather collapsed on him and moaned loudly, then she quickly gasped when Caledon covered her mouth.

She looked back at Caledon. He was watching Mary.

They looked at her mom who stirred, but to their sighing relief, was still sleeping.

He started fucking her again, slower this time. She had her hand between her legs, stimulating herself. One of his hands was inside her T-shirt, grabbing her small breasts, while the other hand still covered her mouth.

She whispered through his fingers, “Ooh, daddy, I love your cock,” before letting a finger into her mouth.

“I love yours, too,” he panted as he continued, picking up speed again. “Your pussy, I mean, princess.”

She shook her head, pushing his hand from her face. “Queen,” she said dreamily.

He laughed a little and banged into her harder, making her yelp. “Princess.” He nodded towards his wife sleeping on the couch. “That’s the queen.”

She lowered her legs between his legs. He gritted his teeth and groaned. She pushed the erect cock down with her, making it hurt a little. Then a lot.

“Ah,” he said. “Ow, ow, okay, okay, right now you’re the queen,” he relented.

She giggled and leaned back on him, kissing his cheek, lifting her ass to release his cock.

They took a second to recover, then she disappeared under the blanket, turning around and sliding down between his legs. He could see her feet sticking out from the bottom of the blanket. And he could feel her tongue slide up his drenched cock.

Under the blanket, she stroked his cock and kissed and licked it. He put a hand on the blanket over her head. She put the entire cock in her mouth and sucked and sucked, her head bopping up and down under the blanket.

He bit his lip and stared at his sleeping wife while Heather nursed his grateful cock. He winced his eyes and faced the ceiling when she had a hold of his balls. He gritted his teeth when she played with them, pinching them in her fingers. And he panted over and over when she put those balls in her mouth while she stroked his cock with a strong, determined hand.

He covered rus escort bayan gaziantep his mouth with one hand and grabbed her head with the other as she returned the cock into her mouth.

A powerful orgasm overtook him. He groaned behind his fingers as he ejaculated. He threw his arms over the armrest and let them dangle as his body went limp.

She coughed a little under the blanket.

She noisily continued sucking on his cock. He grinned a weak, knowing smile when she made a loud slurping sound as she sucked cum into her mouth.

She reemerged from the blanket, like a mouse peeking out, with a silly grin on her face as she opened her mouth, showing him all his cum. He waited with a smile. She closed her mouth and her eyes and swallowed and showed it to him again.

“All gone,” she sang, crawling up.

“Good golly gosh gee willikers,” he sighed. He whispered, “I love when you slop it up like—”

He stopped talking when she kissed his lips three times, kissed his nose, and then curled up on his lap again. They sighed in each other’s arms as another movie started.

“It’s late, you two,” her mother said, making them jump.

“Shhhhhh,” Caledon said, trying to curse but unable to finish the word until Heather elbowed him into silence.

Mary was half-asleep, staring at them with half-open eyes.

“Heather needs…to go to sleep. She’s registering for…school…tomorrow…morn…”

Mary couldn’t finish as she trailed back to sleep with a soft moan.

Heather made a face and a clicking sound with her tongue.

Mary heard it and groaned as she turned on the sofa. “That or find a job, young lady?”

Heather pouted. “Blah, blah, kiss my ass, mom,” she mumbled when she was sure Mom was back to sleep.

Her stepdad chided her. “Hey.”

She tried to kiss him one more time.

“Don’t talk to your mom like that.”

She was still trying to land a kiss while talking. “Let’s go on a date tomorrow.”

“You heard her.”

She managed to kiss his forehead. “Take me shopping.” Another kiss. “Or the movies.”

He shook his head. “Go to bed,” he said.

She stood up with an angry stomp. He lifted her shirt and gave her a little spank making her yelp.

“Git!” he said.

She stood there and frowned, crossing her arms, swinging her bare foot as the T-shirt slid over her bare shoulder.

He smiled at her. “I’m off tomorrow. I’m taking you to the college.”

She jumped with joy. “Really?”

When he nodded, she gasped and took his face in her hands and snaked her tongue into his mouth. He had an eye on Mary while she kissed him noisily.

“Okay, now am-scray,” he said.

Heather lifted the blanket and scooped up her underwear from the floor. Caledon reached under the covers to cover himself back up.

Heather was making her way to her bedroom and turned back one more time to blow her staring stepdad a goodnight kiss before disappearing.

“Oh, fuck me,” he muttered to himself as he turned off the television.

He picked up his wife and carried her off to their bedroom, hoping Mary wouldn’t want sex tonight. In the morning he’d have his energy again, he hoped.

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Mum and I woke up, still in our lingerie, mum kissed my lips, still coated in lipstick from the night before.

“I’m going for a shower, then you can and we will go shopping” she said.

After my shower I put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and went down stairs.

“What are you wearing Sarah?” my mum demanded.

“What?” I exclaimed.

“Well I’m not going out shopping with such a butch looking daughter!” my mum stated.

“You mean you want me to go out shopping as a girl?” I asked.

I had been out dressed as a girl before but only to t-girl friendly clubs and other t-girls houses.

“Well you are a girl aren’t you?” asked my mum, with a sly grin on her face.

“W..w…well yes” I stammered.

Well then get changed or we won’t be going anywhere” she demanded.

I thought that my mum may have been punishing me for last night but I put those thoughts aside and went and got changed. I put on my black polka dot dress with sheer black sleeves. Underneath I had decided on modesty and put on a matching set of black lacy knickers and bra and tights instead of stockings. I put on a pair of black patent leather high heels and went downstairs.

“Much better” she replied, “shall we go?”

With that my mum picked up her car keys and went out to the car. I nervously peeked out the door to check the coast was clear, seeing no-one I got in the car and we set off. Mum explained where the wig shop was and I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew where it was and knew it would be quiet and although there may be people there I decided that it was unlikely I would know anyone.

As we were driving my mum reached over and pulled up the hem of my dress.

“What on earth are those things you are wearing?” mum demanded.

“Err tights mum why?” I said, “I thought I had better be a bit more subtle.”

“Well I’m not going back now, but when we get home throw those things away and in future when you are out with me it’s stockings only!”

I was puzzled, last night my mum had seemed loving and sensual, this morning she seemed to be more domineering and seemed to be enjoying it, she had a sly smile on her face. We were soon at the wig shop and the prospect of getting out of the car took over my mind.

“Here we are, let’s go” she said.

Thankfully the shop was empty apart from the middle aged shop assistant.

“Can I help you?” she smiled.

“Yes, my daughter Sarah needs a wig, can escort bayan şanlıurfa you help?” my mum said taking over the situation.

“I think so yes, did you have a style in mind?”

I couldn’t get my words out, my heart was still pounding from being out in public.

“It’s OK” said the shop assistant,” we get a lot of girls like you in here, why don’t you just try a few on and see if you can find one you like.”

After trying a few on I settled on a short bob style that matched my natural hair colour and was a little bit retro. My mum paid for the wig and I kept it on, we left the shop and immediately I saw a man starring at me. I could have died right there but the man just smiled at me and carried on walking.

“Right, you take the car home, I have a few other bits and pieces to pick up and I’ll get the bus home and I’ll see you there” said my mum.

She handed me the keys before saying “Oh and remember, as soon as you get home, take those awful tights off and put some stockings on!”

It was the longest drive home I had ever had, I got very paranoid, convinced that all the other drivers and pedestrians were looking at me, but I got home, went straight in and took the tights off and put on a pair of lace top hold-ups.

I settled down on the sofa and started to wash trash on the TV. About 2 hours later my mum came in with some bags but went straight upstairs, half an hour later she shouted down to me.

“Sarah, come up, I have something to show you”

I went up and into my mum’s room. She was sat on the edge of her bed, leaning back. She had indeed been shopping, she was wearing a black Basque that had a red flower design on the cups that went down the front. She was also wearing matching briefs that had black lace trim round the edges and black stockings that were held up with suspenders attached to the Basque.

“Well, what do you think?” she asked, “Does my daughter approve?”

“I do mum, you look so incredibly sexy” I said, my eyes wandering over her body.

“Well what do you think of my other purchase?” as she motioned with her hand to the centre of the bed.

I had been so awe struck by the sight of my mum in her lingerie that I had failed to notice the huge black double ended dildo, it looked thick.

“I picked it up on my shopping trip” my mum smiled.

“It looks big” was all I could manage to get out.

“Well escort gaziantep sarışın bayan let’s see how good you are at giving head, get on your knees” ordered my mum.

I got down on my knees in front of my mum and she put one end of the dildo towards my mouth, I opened my mouth ready for it.

“No, you need to caress it and kiss it first Sarah, have you never had a cock before?” mum asked.

“Well only a few,” I confessed, “a long time ago”.

I started to kiss the shaft up to the end of the dildo

“Good Sarah, now run your tongue around the head of the cock” my mum said.

I did as instructed by my mum, I looked up and saw my mum, and she was watching me intently, licking her lips and squeezing her tits through her Basque.

“Now open wide and take it in your mouth to lubricate it, then run your hand up and down the shaft Sarah while you move your mouth up and down it” my mum giving me expert tips on how to give head.

I could feel the shaft of the dildo getting wetter with my saliva so that my hand easily slid up and down the shaft.

“Good, well now you have made it all lubricated for your mum, such a good daughter”

With that my mum shifted herself on the bed so that her ass was on the edge of the bed. She slipped her knickers down over her legs and heels. She was now fully exposing her pussy to my gaze for the first time. I could see droplets of her juices on her trimmed pussy hair. She took the end of the dildo that had been in my mouth, lay back on the bed and spread her legs and put them on my shoulders and slowly speared herself with the head of the dildo.

“Ooohh, that feels good, do you like the view there daughter?”

“I think that is the best thing I have ever seen in my life” I said.

“I’m glad you like it, it’s such a turn on fucking my pussy in front of my daughter” she said.

I took the other end of the dildo and put it in my mouth, as I was sucking it and getting it all wet I thrust the other end in and out of my mum’s sopping wet pussy, the shaft was soon glistening with her pussy juices.

“Yesss Sarah, that’s it, that’s amazing”

I looked up and saw that my mum had pulled down her basque top exposing her tits and she was squeezing them hard. I had seen them before but they still took my breath away, her nipples were so erect and she was toying with them between her escort şehitkamil thumb and forefinger.

Her moans were getting louder and louder, I was enjoying giving her so much pleasure when all of a sudden she sat up and pushed me away and pulled the dildo from her soaking pussy.

“Lie on the bed Sarah, facing me” mum asked.

I did as instructed, my mum facing me, she spread her legs, instructing me to do the same. She put her legs over mine, took a pillow and put it under the small of my back, I pulled my dress up over my head.

“Take off those knickers too Sarah” said mum

I did as I was told, my erect cock was sticking straight up but my mum wasn’t even looking at it, she was looking at my exposed ass. She took the end of the dildo that was covered in her pussy juices and brought the head of it to the point of entering me.

“You want to be fucked with the cock that has been inside me, using my juices to lubricate you?”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, all I could manage was to nod and mutter “uh huh.”

“Sorry I didn’t quite get that, do you want to be fucked daughter?”

“Yes mummy fuck your daughter” I screamed.

My mum pushed the end of the dildo into my hole. I winced as it went in. I had never had anything so big. My mum must have noticed as she did not move it in any further but allowed my hole to relax and get used to it.

“Are you ready for some more?” she asked

“Oh god yes, give me some more” I demanded, my mum pushed the dildo in another 5 inches. I moaned in ecstasy.

“Oh you like that then daughter?” mum asked.

“Ohhhh yes mummy, it feels so good, fuck me harder” I begged.

Mum started to thrust the dildo in and out of my ass, pounding it harder and harder, faster and faster. Just when I thought I was going to explode she stopped. She moved closer to me and put the other end of the dildo I into her pussy. We thrust towards each other, fucking each other with the dildo.

“Rub your cock for me, I want to see my daughter cum”

I started to stroke my cock, I could see my mum breathing heavily, her wonderful chest rising and falling, her eyes switching between looking between my cock and the dildo brutalising my ass. She put her hand between her legs and vigorously started to rub her clit.

“Cum for me daughter, cum for me!” she begged.

I stroked faster and faster as I felt my body stiffen as wave after wave of cum erupted from me, landing on my belly and over my bra.

“Oh god yes daughter, fuck yesss, yessss” mum screamed.

She arched her back as her orgasm took over her. She leaned over and licked my cock clean before removing the dildo from my gaping hole.

I couldn’t help but wonder what else my mum would have in store for me, I had a feeling I wouldn’t have to wait long to find out.

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Personally, I loved to hike in the forest behind my house. The town I lived in was pretty small, so there was always something new to find when exploring. My favorite places were always the hard-to-find places; the kinds you make special memories at.

I left my house pretty early because I figured I was gonna be out for a while. I found a creek yesterday, so today, I figured I’d walk along it and maybe find something cool. The early-fall breezes felt amazing on my skin, especially after a few hours of walking. The further into the forest I walked, the less breeze, and the stickier the air grew.

The creek began to open up pretty wide with the trees also clearing up a bit. My jaw dropped in awe when I walked further and realized the creek had a waterfall! I peered over the edge – it was only 6 or 7 feet, and the bottom was quite wide and seemed deep enough to jump into. It continued to flow before arching to the right, some-ways down and out of sight. I stopped for a moment to take in the stunning view: the leaves floating down the air and through the currents, the water glistening in the sun, and the bank of the creek coated with shiny soft-grey pebbles.

One exceptionally great feature this place had to offer was the total lack of people around. Not even a speck of trash. There was something about the area that felt slightly off, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I shrugged before I felt the sweat drip off my nose. It was about mid-day by now and it was getting hotter.

I looked back down and thought about jumping. The water would feel amazing right about now!

I wasn’t exactly planning on swimming; though, so I did another quick survey to be doubly sure that nobody else was around before stripping my tank-top and cut-off shorts down to my white underwear. I hesitated to take my tank-top off because I didn’t wear a bra, but I figured it’d be OK since it’s just me. I threw my clothes and bag down to the bank below.

My breasts weren’t exactly the biggest, but they’ve been growing a lot these past years. Last year when I was fifteen, I could barely fit in B cups and this year, they stretch C cups. I’m just thankful I’m not flat chested. Not to sound egotistical, but if that were the case, I’m hopeful that my ass would make up for it. I smiled and rolled my eyes at the thought before stepping to the ledge of the waterfall and looking down once again.

I took a moment to prepare, thought about how cold it might be, pinched my nose and jumped.

I tucked my knees in and cannonballed. It was a little cold – enough so that I could feel my nipples tighten as they began to poke and harden – but it wasn’t awful. It was surprisingly way deeper than I thought, but I eventually felt the soft-rock ground against my feet. I pushed myself up and took a fresh breath as my head surfaced.

I let out an audible “aahh,” as the water was as amazing as I thought it’d be. I flipped my brown hair out of my face and wiped the water from my eyes before I noticed something very nearby swimming towards me.

The water was rather clear all things considered, so the creature wasn’t too difficult to make out.

It was most certainly not a fish – at least, not any type I had ever seen before. It wasn’t a snake, either, but it was kind of similar to it, I guess? It was a lot wider than a snake and both ends of it were smoothly rounded off. Kind of like a worm, but more phallic-shaped. It was pale white, almost as if it were see-through, but there weren’t any internal organs. Or if there were, they were also transparent. It was hard to make out through the water. Naturally, I’m a fan of the outdoors and all of its little critters, so this guy was more intriguing than anything.

I stared at it as it circled around me as if trying to figure out friend from foe. A moment or two passed before he softly headbutts my thigh. I giggled a little bit; this fella was actually pretty cute!

He kind of latched onto my leg almost, and it was a kind of ticklish. Something about the way it felt made me feel comfortable and relaxed. It felt kind of like a dick if I had to be honest. Kind of a slimy or sticky one, but it wasn’t gross or anything. It felt almost as if it was seeping through my skin which felt really nice.

It began to explore by going between my thighs, just a few inches away from my pussy. I kind of jolted at the unexpectedness of it but as it kept going, it went to the hind part of my leg, just underneath my asscheek. I could feel gushes of warmth rushing into my nipples as it was almost caressing me, and I also began to feel a little warm down below.

Was I getting turned on by this little thing? Something about the way this guy felt made me feel like it was totally fine. Normally, I’d be disgusted at myself for even thinking escort gaziantep olgun bayan about it. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen?

It was basically going in circles, going further down my leg towards my feet. It tickled the entire way down, especially when it got onto my feet. I couldn’t help but giggle aloud before it began to make its way back up my leg.

At this point, I had sat down near the bank where it was shallow. I didn’t really think about where it’d go next, but in hindsight, it would’ve made a lot of sense.

It eventually made its way back up to my thighs. It didn’t seem too particularly interested in exploring my other leg, but instead, it rested on my lap, just on top of my panty-covered mound. It felt nice and I couldn’t help but pet it. It made my fingers tingle a strange, but nice way. It seemed to like it because it began to work its way underneath my panty strap, down my mound, and began nudging between my legs just mere centimeters away from my clit.

I hesitated a moment as I stared at it. I didn’t notice before, but it felt like it was sucking on the mound of my pussy. Or maybe he just started doing it? I wasn’t sure, it was very subtle. It felt really nice, though – like streams of warmth seeping in and traveling over to my pussy, filling my clit up, and back up all the way to my breasts. It felt so warm, and my nipples felt so full they could explode. I couldn’t help but touch and squeeze at them since they felt like diamonds. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest, but I somehow felt so calm and relaxed.

I didn’t really think much about it; my mind kind of did it for me as my legs gently opened for this little creature to explore.

He seemed to hesitate a moment as well before completely disappearing underneath my panties. I found a little humor in the fact that my panties bulged in a way that made it appear cock-like, but my humor quickly turned into pleasure as the critter nestled between my pussy lips and began sucking on my clit.

I accidentally let out an audible high-pitched moan as my jaw dropped and my legs quaked. Nothing or nobody had ever made me feel like this. Granted, I had only ever been with two other people, but that was nothing compared to this!

“Ohh what the fuhhh…” I gently moaned to myself as I could quickly feel an orgasm approach. I couldn’t believe how quickly this thing was getting me off! I had never been able to cum this quick.

While the other end of this water-worm sucked away at my clit, I could feel the other end of it exploring my pussy lips and further down to my asshole. I couldn’t help but clench, I never had anal experience, and I wasn’t exactly looking forward to it, either. Somehow, the worm got the idea and made its way back up to my pussy lips before gently spreading them open.

My jaw opened wider, and my eyes rolled back as the worm inched deeper in, slowly spreading my lips further and further open.

The first orgasm was sharp and piercing. Way different than any other orgasm I had ever felt before. I could feel my clit erupt in pleasure as it quickly filled the rest of my body. My legs quivered and my spine felt weak with pleasure, so much so that I had to lie back with my face and ears just above the water. My nipples felt like a beautiful fire as I roughly groped at my breasts, milking as much pleasure I could with each grope. Each wave of ecstasy left my mouth in a gentle, breathless moan.

The second orgasm was right behind it as the worm filled me up, pushing against my g-spot. Again, another amazingly piercing orgasm struck my body down to the core. I couldn’t help but wail in ecstasy.

My clit felt so full of blood – so hard – that it could just explode inside of this worm as it completely engulfed it, gently tugging on it back and forth and caressing every bit of my clit that was exposed. While doing so, the other end finally made its way to my cervix – completely filling my pussy. I could feel it slowly pulse in size, gently growing maybe 2-3 inches in width before shrinking back down in a rhythmic pattern. Despite its size, it felt absolutely amazing. I had never put anything this big inside, but with every inch of me it stretched made my vagina quake in pleasure. I could feel it grow and shrink against my cervix as I think it began to suck on it.

The feeling was indescribable. Orgasm after orgasm shook my core. It felt insane – normally when I masturbate, I only orgasm maybe three times because my clit gets too sensitive afterwards. There was no stopping, now though. My face was riddled in a constant state of ecstasy; couldn’t close my jaw if I wanted to. Every orgasm forced every muscle in my body to clench with my vagina harshly escort bayan gaziantep oral yapan doing so around the worm – he seemed to enjoy it as it only made him wriggle and writhe – only increasing the pleasure.

After a few moments of it tugging on my cervix, I could feel a thick stream of fluids enter. I wasn’t really sure what it was, but I wasn’t really thinking much about it. In-fact, all I could think about were the constant orgasms. I could feel the warmth of the fluids dissipate deep into my cervix, leaving a warm glow deep inside of my womb which only made the orgasms that much better.

With each orgasm, a different sensation in my clit began to form. It took a few minutes – in which I must have came at least six times – but it made my clit wildly pulsate in short intervals, and it felt almost as if it had a mind of its own. Kind of like doing kegels, I guess, without the actual work of any muscles.

I didn’t think much of it. I wasn’t really thinking about much, actually. Besides how good this worm felt, of course. In-fact, it was mind-numbingly good.

After another five or so orgasms, I began to feel lightheaded. The pleasure was so much that just about every muscle in my body was constantly clenching in spasms.

Through the ecstasy, a thought crossed my mind that seemed to stand out: When will it stop? I thought. I wasn’t really sure if I wanted it to; however, the vibrations of my muscles had caused me to sink deeper into the creek over the soft pebbles. I struggled to push myself further up on the bank for a few reasons: All I wanted to do was grope at my breasts, and I also couldn’t stop my arms and legs from violently thrashing from the constant orgasms.

Moving myself like this made me feel so weak – like I had just donated a bunch of blood or something.

It felt like hours, but I eventually managed to crawl completely out of the water as the worm continued on as if nothing had happened. It seemed fine to be out of the water.

“Ohh.. gohhddd-“ I breathlessly moaned through yet another orgasm as I realized that it actually had been hours! The sun was going to start setting soon, and I began to grow fearful of getting home at night.

Moving my hand over my breast and down my belly and under my panties was quite a feat; I wasn’t too sure how to get this worm off, but I was hoping it’d be simple. I went to grab it, but it was surprisingly slippery – imagine a bar of wet soap perpetually covered in vegetable oil, but more slippery than that. It was absolutely coated in my juices, and probably some of its own. That was really the only struggle, though. I eventually managed to grab ahold of it and gently pull it away and out from underneath my panties. As I pulled it out of my vagina, it was still somehow tugging at what felt like my clit despite it being a few inches away from it. This little guy definitely didn’t want to go.

Another struggle, but I managed to look down and my heart sunk as the worm finally plopped off my outrageously enlarged clit. Even through my wet panties, there was no mistake; it was quite dick-ish in length and width. Maybe about four inches in length, and about the width of an expo marker.

It was quite flaccid as it flopped upwards against my belly – though not quite as hard as a guy’s cock – but it felt as if it were ready to explode.

Despite the worm being off, the fabric of my underwear sent me into yet another orgasm. I accidentally let go of the worm, which seemed to enjoy sunbathing on the pebbles.

“Wuut the fhhuuckkk,” I moaned. I put my hand underneath my panties to push them off my engorged clit at least a little, which sent me into yet another trembling orgasm. At this point, it was like an orgasm within an orgasm because the trembling also made me orgasm – like a very weak vibrator.

All I wanted to do was sleep and go home at this point. Whichever order was okay with me, but currently, the only problem with that was the constant cumming. My panties might have been off, but even the breeze of the air drying my wet clit would send me into another orgasm. And my panties weren’t off all the way, either – they’d constantly scrape against my clit – but I was so weak I felt sick. Even getting my panties off were a struggle.

Eventually, I managed to push the panties all the way off and – after a few minutes of trembling orgasms – my clit had dried, and all that remained was the incredible after-glow.

Of course, even after a few moments of the after-glow building, it was strong enough to send me into yet another trembling orgasm. I was cumming from nothing! This happened a few more times over the course of maybe fifteen or twenty minutes, each time the after-glow otele gelen gaziantep escort bayan getting slower to build. Eventually, it’d build too slow to continue and would finally begin to simmer. This wasn’t really normal, and I had my suspicions that it had something to do with what the worm gave me, but I was too tired to worry about it – or my enlarged clit. Or about getting home, since resting for a few minutes seemed like it’d be okay; despite that it was going to be dark in a few hours.

So there I was – taking a nap on a bank, practically nude next to an alien worm.

By the time I woke, it was a lot later than I was intending it to be. It was still daylight, thankfully, but not for long. I definitely wasn’t getting home during the day, and at this point, I was extremely worried that I wasn’t going to even get out of the woods before nightfall.

My clit still felt super sensitive, but in the time I was asleep, it seemed to have shrunk a decent bit. Maybe an inch? It was still heart-droppingly large, but I was hopeful that it’d shrink further given enough time.

I looked over and saw that the worm missing from its original spot, and instead, was crawling towards me from the water. It was almost as if it sensed I was awake and decided to come say goodbye.

“Y’know… maybe it doesn’t have to be goodbye,” I thought aloud to the worm, “I do have a fish tank at home.”

I figured it’d work out OK since the tank is decently large, and I’ve been meaning to get more critters anyway since a few had recently died of old age. He seemed friendly enough to live with the remaining ones, too.

I gently slid my mostly-dry panties on, hopeful to not cum again. It felt like heaven, and caused my legs to tremble, but it definitely had declined in sensitivity due to size.

My panties definitely had a notable bulge as I could feel the air flow underneath the fabric and across my clit.

The breeze on it felt amazing, and despite that it wasn’t normal for this to happen, something about it made my heart race and my pussy warm. I could feel myself get a little wet as I watched my clit gently twitch against the fabric of my underwear, slightly pulling the waistband off with each twitch.

“I-Is this what a dick feels like..?” I murmured to myself aloud. There was no way a guy naturally feels this good!

While it doesn’t necessarily look like an actual cock, and it doesn’t get very hard like a cock, it still kind of felt like how I’d imagine one would. It’s kind of like a balloon noodle full of water in terms of how hard it gets.

The way it looked as a whole wasn’t too bad, either. It was actually kind of hot. My pussy lips gently folded underneath the base of my clit, hiding all the internals like normal, so everything was just fine further down.

“Y’know, this might not actually be that bad…” I murmured to myself, thinking of all the potential, “In due time…,” I decided. I had to go home!

Getting dressed in my cut-offs were also quite a hassle – I had to leave them unbuttoned due to how tight they were against my clit, which was pressed against my belly. There wasn’t much room at all for it because the shorts were tight, and if it went down either one of the leg holes it could be seen. It could currently be seen, anyway, due to the unbuttons but my tank-top went low enough that it would hopefully be fine. Besides – it’d be kind of late by the time I get home, anyway, and everyone will be busy in their rooms.

Not to even mention how amazing it felt just to put them on. While it was a hassle, I definitely took my time. As I positioned my clit, I couldn’t help but touch it – the first time I had with my hands – which immediately sent me into another gushing orgasm. I could feel my panties growing wet as my clit writhed and spasmed against my panties and shorts. My clit violently pulsed as it felt almost as if it were growing just a few millimeters with each pulse, and I could feel it harden just a little more as the blood gushed into it.

Even my nipples felt more sensitive. Normally, the fabric of my shirts don’t do much, but it felt so good now! They, too, were hard, but like diamonds instead, and quite easily visible through my top.

Once my orgasm began to ebb, I neglectfully decided that it was definitely time to go. I didn’t have anymore time to waste. That’d be inevitable; though, because even walking caused the fabric of my clothes to shift in ways that made me feel like I was masturbating.

After packing everything – including the worm in a metal water bottle – I began to make my way around the cliff of the waterfall and back up to where I came from. An occasional moan would escape my breath with my face constantly contorted with pleasure. I definitely wasn’t going to make it back without cumming at least once.

I took one last look over the waterfall before leaving. The sun was looming above the arch in the creek, beginning to cast deep purples across the cloudless sky. The rays bounced off the water, reflecting all of the leaves flowing through.

“What a spot!” I thought to myself before turning back and making my way home.

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I had to think of the perfect scenario for the last Step Daughter. The hottest one. Out of all of my escapades, this was the one I lusted after the most.

She was a mouthy, sexy, flirty thing, drop dead gorgeous, great body, and lips that looked botoxed but au natural.

It was interesting my story would unfold the way it did. My wife was out of town visiting a girl friend in Detroit, and was gone for a week.

My doorbell rang at about 7pm, and the step daughter was at my door with a bag. She got into a fight with the boyfriend and wanted to crash. I was annoyed because I had no interest in babysitting this 28 year old while I had the house to myself.

Anyhow, it was summer, she was tanned, wearing a ridiculously short skirt, low cut top, smelled great. I let her in, and I went to my Den to continue watching a football game. She helped herself to a bottle of wine, and sat on the couch, yacking away about how much of a jerk Jerry the boyfriend was, blah blah blah. I was drinking myself, and on about my 12th beer, feeling pretty good. She was laid out on my chez lounger, and it was not until I got up to get a new beer that I realized she was already in to her second bottle of wine and hit some shots of my good tequila.

I sat back down, looking over at this tanned shapely woman, on my couch, animated, slurring and fidgety. She was stroking her legs while interrupting me over the boyfriend banter. Playing with her hair, and I had to now give my attention to her and her conversation instead of my game, which was a landslide for my team anyhow. I put some music on softly and let her ramble.

She knocked her empty wine glass over, and I figured it was time to move on, so I went to get myself another beer and move along to another area of the house. She got up, opened a third bottle of wine, and poured a large glass, drinking it escort gaziantep ofise gelen bayan like water. She was completely gooned.

She was holding on to my shoulder in the kitchen, so she could scratch an itch, pulling her leg up in a laughing drunk acrobatic way. Her hair in my face, I could smell her perfume, and I was uncomfortable about the proximity of her on me.

I put a SRV concert on in my basement den, and sat on my recline sectional, with beer on hand. I assumed at this point she would just go to bed, about 30 minutes into my concert, she comes downstairs stumbling with yet another glass of wine, and out of the whole 12 man sectional, decides she needs to sit right next to me, sharing my recline. I had the concert on loud so at least I could drown out any more whining.

Looking at what I could see, I am on my sectional, not 10” next to me, now leaning on me, with her tanned cool legs literally touching mine, she had her head on my shoulder, wine in her cup holder, and she started elephant snoring in my ear. I shoved her over, what I thought was gently, and she fell over onto the next seat, while her legs still on my recliner.

She was bent in a slouch, now with her skirt riding completely to her lower back, exposing a pink thong covering a fully tanned body. I was shocked at how I was now looking sat her sexually not in annoyance.

I grabbed her legs to move her off of my recline, and she simply was not moving. Her legs were cool silk. Flawless and toned. I stroked her legs and had to admit, I was in an aroused state by now.

I was locked in my house, no one around, and here she was three bottles of wine in, snoring and exposed in my basement.

I laid her down on her back, and propped one leg on the back of the sectional, the other escort gaziantep öğrenci bayan on the floor, leaving her completely spread eagle, exposing the very thin pink thong, covering a pierced swollen pussy.

I left her this way, while I sat with the concert on, and rubbing her legs. Concerned she would awaken.

I went upstairs and got into a house robe, to be more comfortable, and came down talking loud to see if I could wake her and get her out of my space.

She was still snoring, still exactly as I left her.

I sat back down on my spot, directly in front of her open exposed inner thighs, and I continued my leg rubbing, now more brazen, slipping my finger under the hem of her panty line, flicking her piercing, and slowly inserting a finger into her. She was wet, and sliding my finger in was with ease. Not one change in her snoring. I was shocked by this, and by my thoughts racing like meteors in my mind.

I leaned myself down on the sectional with my face directly in between her spread legs, and pulled the hem of her panties to the side and began orally fucking this fox.

She was flooded with sex while I drank her up, biting gently her piercing and tongue fucking her sweet wet tight pussy deeply.

It was wrong, but I wanted to fuck her so bad, now that I was rock hard, and the sight too much for me to ignore.

I have this perfect tight tanned body, spread eagle on my sectional, deep snoring, and no one would ever know. So, I removed her pink panties, positioned myself atop her missionary and entered this tight passed out goddess. I kissed her non responsive mouth, and began fucking her with haste as the sounds of her unresponsive snoring motivated me and gave me the security that this was going to be awesome.

I held onto her legs escort bayan oğuzeli as I fucked her hard and deep, switching from licking her neck, to kissing her fat perfect lips.

I was getting close to cumming and pulled out, took a breather. Got up, grabbed another beer, and went back. I went down on her for a bit again, and took a new interest in licking her tight asshole. I stuck my tongue into her ass, and I fingered her, with quite the ease.

I put her legs up on my shoulders, spit on my rock hard 7” cut cock, and rested it at her asshole, letting nature do its work. She still snored, while I sat there, and let her naturally engulf my cock into her ass.

While I feft the pressure of her tightness suck me in, I lifted her silk blouse and pushed aside her bra and played with her C cup breasts.

By now I was full in to her ass and did a few strokes, as she still snored, knowing this was going to be ok. I got up to an aggressive pace of fucking her tight ass, while rubbing her legs, then breasts and I was at the inevitable tingling numbness of an explosive ejaculation enroute. I slid out of her ass and blew my load all over her legs.

I got a towel from the bathroom, cleaned her up, put her panties back on, and re-dressed her, leaving her on the couch, but, leaving her spread eagle.

I went to bed.

In the morning I heard the shower and knew she was up. I was nervous she would know something, and I went to the kitchen and got a coffee. She came down in a short housecoat, hair in a towel bun, hung over, and said thanks for letting her crash. I asked how she slept, she said very good, no signs of me being in trouble for raping her.

My wife was still going to be gone for 4 more days and she let me know that she wanted to stay for a few days until her boyfriend stuff got sorted. She asked if her friend Jessica could come over tonight and have some drinks and a hot tub, and I said that was ok as long as she did not expect me to be scarce in my own house. She said they would do what I would do, no issue. Jessica was her black friend, a real sexy one, part time model for a local clothier. My brain went to some immediate curiosities how tonight may unfold.

Stay tuned……………

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Continued from “My Weekend with Dawn – Our Last Night Together”

I laugh and roll off of you, but in reality, all I heard was…”next time”. Those two words are the two words that will keep my spirits floating for a long long time.

“Hey…maybe we should get in the shower so we can get cleaned up!” I say with a smile as I wink at you.

Our shower started a bit more slowly this time as we had just finished with a pretty good morning fuck and suck session so it isn’t a frenzied, lustful shower. Instead, it is us holding each other, kissing and letting the amazing jets cascade all over our bodies. In other words, it is very loving and relaxing. I grabbed the body wash and a face cloth and started to soap your back, ass cheeks and legs. As I moved up your legs, I put more body wash on my hands and started to massage your butt crack and inner thighs, slowly teasing your pussy lips in the process. While I am scrubbing you clean, you are arching your back and rubbing your tits. It is such a sexy sight seeing your perfect breasts standing straight up in the air, with your head tilted back, lightly panting in anticipation. I then begin to “clean” your dirty little pussy and with the body wash on my hands. It feels incredibly slick and starts to get you really worked up. I continue to wash and rub slowly, making sure I get that pussy extra clean from all of the sex we have been having. I see that my scrubbing is starting to get you close to an orgasm so I reach up, grab the shower head and give your hot little box a rinse down using the message setting on the showerhead.

“FUUUUCKKK!” you scream out as you jumped from pleasure.

Your eyes are closed and you were not expecting such a powerful stream of water to land directly on your clit, but within seconds you have your hands against the shower wall, your back arched down and your ass sticking straight out with your legs spread. I have perfect access to your pussy and aimed the showerhead directly on your clit, while I grabbed your hips with my free hand to help hold you up. All of a sudden, I see you start to stand on your toes, your knees starting to shake and you begin your spiral downwards into the pit of pleasure.

“OH SHIT!!! HOLY FUCK!! OH MY GGGGOOOOODDDD!!!! FUUUUCCCKKK!!!! URRRRGGHHHHH!!! CUUUMMMINNNNGG!!! CUUUUUMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGG!!” You moan and scream as your orgasm rolls through you like a freight train.

As you start to come down, you fall back into my arms and wrap your hands around my neck for support. I reach up and put the shower head back in its place and walk you over to the shower bench where we sit down, you on my lap, with my hands around your waist, kissing your back and neck while you slump down into my arms, relaxing and enjoying the attention I am giving you. Eventually, you reach down between your legs where you can feel my rock hard cock sticking straight up, and you begin to lightly stroke it. Wow!!! This feels amazing. Your ass on my lap, your back in my chest, my hands roaming all over your body, kissing you, fondling you, all the while you are softly and slowly stroking my dick.

“If this is heaven, then I am happy to be dead.” I am thinking to myself.

As you continue to stroke, my breathing begins to increase, my body is tingling and my dick feels like it is going to explode.

“Keep going baby…don’t stop…Holy Shit!! You know just what to do!! Fuck…Oh My God!!” I keep mumbling over and over as you are now using both hands on my shaft and head.

Just as I am about to release all the pressure you are creating, you jump off my lap, turn around, get on your knees and shove my dick into your mouth. Using both hands, you continue to jack me off while you now begin to suck on my throbbing head. This is way too much for me to handle as my dick starts to spasm and I shoot rope after rope of hot, sweet cum into your mouth. I look down as you are working your magic, and watch in orgasmic bliss as you try to keep up with the flood of cum being pumped into your mouth, swallowing every drop. I love when you swallow my juice. It is the hottest thing ever. It is not so much the action of swallowing or the feeling of it as it is happening, it is the love I feel for you because you want to please me so much. It is also incredibly sexy to know how much you love suck my dick and swallow my load.

“Now that we are both ‘Clean’, I suggest that we get something to eat and try to spend a bit more quality time together until we have to part.” You say to me;

“Can we ask for a late checkout and just eat in the room…I have been to Vegas many times, and you are the only thing I want to spend time with until I have to leave.” I say back to you.

“That sounds like a perfect plan!” you reply, as you give me a quick peck on the lips.

We hop out of the shower, dry each other off, and put on the hotel robes. I walk over the room phone and call the front desk, then the kitchen.

“We have a 1:00pm Checkout and breakfast is on the way.” I yell into the bathroom.

I look at the clock and it says 10:05am which gives us plenty of time to relax and eat before we have to pack up and leave. We eventually sit on the little couch in the room, facing each other, with our backs against the hand rests. Our legs are intertwined and we are drinkingcoffee we made with the room coffee maker. As we sit there, waiting for breakfast, we play footsie and begin to giggle as our toes explore each other’s legs. We both move a foot along each other’s inner thigh, with each movement getting closer to our most sensitive spots. It is really hot and it doesn’t take long before I am hard once again. You notice my situation and slowly start to tickle my balls with your toes.

“Shit Dawn…Baby…you drive me crazy…but if you keep that up, I am going to spill hot coffee all over myself…” I say with a hint of sarcasm in my voice.

You giggle and continue to tease me. “What’s wrong big boy…you can’t multitask?” You reply with a sly grin on your face.

I start to drink my coffee faster as I anticipate this going a bit further really soon and just as I start to get into this, there is a knock at the door.

“Room Service!” I hear coming from the hallway.

“Oh Shit!” I say…Goddammit…there is no way I am opening that door in this condition.

“Don’t worry….I got this.” You reply and you get off the couch, close up your robe and walk to the door to accept the food.

As you roll in the cart, I can smell all the delicious food and my escort gaziantep kızıl bayan stomach overrides my sex drive and within a few minutes my balloon has deflated and I am ready to enjoy a wonderful breakfast with you. We sit on the couch again but this time we are enjoying our food, talking about the future, our dreams, and then it starts to drift into our realities of what we are going home to. There is a pause in the conversation and I immediately change the topic as I don’t want to think about our humdrum lives…I just want to enjoy our last few hours together.

“Hey, what do you want to do for the last few hours we have together?” I ask.

You reach over to the bowl of fruit on the table, *********** a strawberry, and seductively take a bite. You then open your robe and take the bitten side of the berry and start to circle it slowly around your nipples, looking at me as you do so.

“I think you need to have some fruit.” You tell me.

I lean in and press my lips to yours…my tongue enters your mouth as we engage in a kiss that is overwhelmingly full of our love, our fears and our joy. I am engulfed in your sensuality as I gently pull away from your lips and give your top lip slow playful kisses. I move to your neck, kissing, nibbling, gently biting…feeling you squirm under me as I move at my own pace to your strawberry coated nipples. When I reach my intended target I start to lick your stiff nipples. The taste of them is so amazing and I run my tongue all over them, suck them, roll them in my mouth. I can hear your moans, your sighs, your heavy breathing. Your heart is beating with such power that I can actually feel its pulses through your nipples with my lips.

You gently move my body off of you just a bit as you slide your hand between us and it distracts me for a moment as I am lost in time and not ready to move off of your strawberry flavored tits. Then, I feel your hand come back up as your other hand pushes me off your nipple just enough to feed me the remainder of the berry. WOW…it tastes like strawberry pussy. I get the hint and guide you off the couch and onto the carpeted floor of the room where I can spread you out and eat at your pussy buffet properly. Once we are on the floor, I don’t even bother to work my way down…I just attack your clit with a fervor. I am in heaven as I lick your lips and clit…tasting that wonderful strawberry/pussy flavor. I can’t stand how much I am addicted to licking you and if I could, I would lick you everyday for hours…regardless of the strawberry. Your pussy is heroin for me, I need to lick and suck on it always in order to get my fix.

I can feel your hips push off the ground as your hands grab my head and pull me into you deeper. My tongue is lapping at your clit while I am sucking on your lips. I can hear your moans, your growls, your cries for me to keep going…

“Holy shit babe…yes…yes…right there…FUUUCK….YEEESSSSSS….YEEEESSSSSS….don’t move…Holy Shit….that feels amazing…..FFFFUUUUUCCKKKK…..I LOVE HOW YOU LICK ME!!!” You repeat over and over.

I know when you are getting to the edge and just as I feel you are about to slide off the cliff I push my index and middle fingers into your sloppy wet cunt and begin to tickle your G-Spot. This is the match striking the box immediately before it hits the gasoline that ignites your orgasm. I feel you inhale deeply, your hands are pressing me into your cunt, your hips are pushing into my face…I feel like I am in a vice with the forces you are exerting from both sides. Just then, you let it all out…your orgasm, your cum and your sexy, filthy, words;

“MOTHER FUCKER!! HOLY SHITTTT! CUUUUMMING!! FUCKING CUUUUMMING ON YOUR FACE!! HOLY FUCK!! HOLY FUCK!! FUCK!! UUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUCCCCKKK!!”

As you roll down the hillside of orgasmic pleasure, I can feel your body shake like a whippet dog and then with incredible force you shove me off of you, roll to your side and pull yourself into the fetal position as you continue with your tremors. I am torn….I love how much I please you but at the same time, I feel like I hurt you. I lean up a bit with a look of accomplishment mixed with wonder on my face making sure you are going to be okay. My dick on the other hand thinks I am a fucking hero and is standing at full attention saluting my work. As I watch over you recovering, I am debating as to whether I ravage you or hold you until you settle down…and that is when you look at me and say;

“What are you waiting for? I need to feel your cock in me…hurry…I need it now!!”

“No need to tell me twice.” I say

I push you onto your back and shove my cock deep inside you. The minute you feel the girth enter your womb, you start to cum again. It is amazing, but instead of screaming out, you grab my face and bring me in for a moaning, growling, orgasmic kiss. I don’t even piston my cock in and out of you…I just press deeper and deeper as our kiss becomes like a magnetic bond. It is one of those moments in life where you never want to let go of the person you are with…you are so close…there is no way to be any closer…kissing with our entire souls while we are coupled together. It is a moment I will never forget and will want to hold onto for eternity.

It seems like we are joined at the mouth and genitals for hours when you finally pull your lips from mine and wrap your arms around my neck, pull me in close and whisper in my ear;

“Please make love to me…show me how much you love me…give yourself to me and make me yours.”

I pull back slightly so that I can stare into your eyes. I slide my cock out slowly to the edge of your lips and then move back into you with the same pace. I continue this deliberate and patient rhythm as I do not want to take my eyes off of you. I feel so connected to you and every stroke just builds a stronger bond between us. I then feel your legs wrap around my hips as you bring me in deeper, your heels pulling me in and releasing me with perfect harmony to our love making. As we are joined in this amazing synchronization, we are kissing, moaning, smiling at one another…we can feel each other’s hearts and know each other’s thoughts. I wish the earth would stop it’s rotation right now so that I can die with you in my arms and with our bodies tied together.

Just then…and without warning…my cock erupts. It is the strangest and most amazing orgasm that I have ever had…it just came upon me without any warning. escort köle bayan gaziantep It wasn’t super intense like some of the previous ones…it is simply amazing. My body is calm as my cock started to unleash torrents of my love deep inside you. This orgasm is so different, I had no idea what to think other than…I feel like I have died and gone to heaven. Although you didn’t come with me, you just pulled me in tight, your legs squeezing me into you, your arms pulling me into your lips as your pussy sucked my essence deep inside of you.

When I finish my ejaculations, I lean up a bit to look at you. I just want to see your soul through your eyes and to tell you how much I love you without saying a word. You return that look as we lean into each other and begin to kiss. I quickly grabbed you and roll you over on top of me while I stay inside of you. I don’t know how long we stay there but I could care less about the time…It is the moment I am lost in and nothing else mattered. The really amazing thing is that, although my cock is getting softer…it never leaves it’s home and after a while, it starts to come alive again. You noticed this as well and start to slowly grind on me. At this point, I know our sex is not about having another orgasm, although that would be nice…it is about making love to each other…just feeling ourselves inside one another, holding onto a dream, a fantasy, a moment we can reflect on when life is not so nice to us. You are just grinding on my half flaccid cock, my cum is oozing out of your pussy as you lay on top of me…holding me…kissing me…it is magical.

All of a sudden, you start to pick up your pace a bit. I can feel you trying to grind your clit into my pubic bone as you work to bring my dick back into formation…which doesn’t take long at all. You start your precursor moans and growls and I can sense how much you want to cum on my meaty cock as you are grinding and swirling your hips. The feeling is amazing as you are not doing it out of lust, but out of love…I can tell you just want to share that same feeling I just had with you and it is heavenly. Soon enough you are really moving with a purpose, grinding, grunting, moaning, panting, kissing….then…it comes upon you with intensity….only this time you just face plant onto my lips and hold me tight. I can tell you are cumming as your body is shaking and your pussy is contracting around my dick. It is so hard for me to describe the feeling as it is’t just a physical orgasm…it is more than that…it is a soulful connection…the two of us, together, bonded, sharing our bodies, our hearts, our minds, our souls.

After your orgasm, you lay on top of me, kissing my lips, my neck, my chest…my arms wrapped around you and my body drifting into another dimension where we are together and this is what it is like every hour of every day. Just holding you close, loving you, you loving me, us making love. And so we lay on the floor of the hotel, my cock never going below half mast but, staying inside of you in a warm safe place, swimming in our juices, while you hold on to me and I to you.

And then the moment comes when I whisper in your ear; “I don’t want to really know the answer, but what time is it?”

You stretch your neck up to look at the room clock and tell me; “It’s about 12:30.”

I feel like someone just punched me in the gut as this is the time we have to start getting ready to part ways. No more walks holding hands, funny dinners, amazing showers, cuddling in bed, love making, and hot fucking sex…until who knows when. I am so sad as I roll you over and slide out of you. I begin to stand up, lifting you off the floor with me. We just stand there holding each other, not wanting to let go.

“Can we just stay here?…I don’t want to go back…I just want you to want to be with me…right here…right now…forever!” I say to you in a pleading tone.

“I know…I wish that too…If only things were different. You mean the world to me and I swear on all that I cherish, we will do this again…no matter what! This weekend was something I needed more than anything in the world. Not just because I have little to no sex life at home, but because you bring out the playful, happy side in me. You allow me to be me, to explore, to love and be loved unconditionally. And for one weekend, I felt like I really matter…I am a whole person who is treated, not just with respect and love, but in a way that makes me feel sexy and desired. Especially, because it is you who is making me feel that way. You are a beautiful and sexy man…with the fattest dick my pussy has ever tried to accommodate (you say with a giggle)…and because of that and all who you are, I feel like I am the most important woman in the world when I am with you.”

We embrace, holding each other, kissing each other and within a couple of seconds, you feel my cock, hard as diamonds, pressed between us. Thank God you are the one with a sense of responsibility, because you let go of the embrace, reach down and give my cock a few nice strokes.

“I hate to say this to you…because I want to suck you dry…but we are going to have to put that task on hold until we meet again.” You say to my cock like you are speaking to a small child.

I moan in joking disgust, but I know you are right. We have to pack up our stuff and be out of the room in a few minutes so we snap out of our lustful thoughts and begin racing around the room to pack up. Just then, I see our bag of goodies we bought at the adult toy store;

“Sorry babe, you are going to need to take these with you…I am not checking my bag and I think it would be a bit embarrassing to have the TSA open my carryon in front of everyone.” I say to you as I hand you the bag of toys.

“Great…how am I going to sneak this into the house?” You coyly reply with a smile. “Don’t worry, I have my secret hiding places. Besides, these are some fun toys to use on this girl I play with every once in a while. She is going to be in for a big surprise when I tie her up, blindfold her and fuck her like the whore she is with my new strap-on. What would be even better is if you make me another clone of your dick and add a strap-on anchor piece to it, then I can fuck her with your cock.”

“I love how you think!” I say, with a huge shit eating grin on my face. “I will figure out how to make that happen if you promise you will either record a session with you two or facetime me during your session so I can jack off my cock while I watch gaziantep kumral escort bayan you fuck her.”

“Oh…that sounds so hot! Now I can’t wait to call her!!” You say with bouncy excitement in your voice.

We finish up in the room and head out to your car as you are going to drop me off at the airport and then drive home. I love your little sports sedan as it is so you. I love to watch you speed around in it while listening to your playlist, singing along to the music. I just sit there in the passenger’s seat, my hand on your lap, smiling as I rewind some of the hot memories from the weekend, trying to figure out how and when we are going to arrange another weekend like the one we just had.

The longer we are in the car the closer we get to the airport and I start to get quiet, my thoughts drifting to what I am going home to…a job, an empty house, a couple of friends, and my dog, who misses me like crazy when I am gone. Thinking of her greeting me when I pick her up makes me feel warm and I begin to smile again. Although I love that little fur girl, I really wish I were just going home to you.

As we pull into the airport, I notice that you are not going to the departure curb, but that you are going to short term parking. You look at me with a devilish grin and say;

“Remember when we used to sneak away at lunch and I would suck you dry in my car at some vacant parking lot?”

I am beaming…”Hell Yea!” I am thinking as I realize I still have a couple of hours before my flight leaves. I am grinning from ear to ear as you pull the ticket from the gate machine and drive around the lot, finding the perfect spot to “park”. As soon as you turn off the engine, you put up the sunshade on the front windshield as the side windows are tinted so dark that when the sunshade is up, no one can see in. I recline my seat back and drop my pants and boxer briefs as you lean over the hand rest and begin to kiss me with a wonderful passion. Your hand slides down as you begin to stroke my cock. In seconds I am hard and throbbing. You stop kissing me, lean down and begin to lick the tip of my dick while you stroke the shaft ever so softly and deliberately. I love how you work on my dick. It drives me wild when you tease me and work me slowly in and around your mouth. It is the most amazing feeling as you know just how to play with me so that I am right on the edge for what seems like eternity…licking, sucking, stroking and fondling my balls. You know exactly the right pace and pressure to use to work me into a frenzy and you also know how and when to back off enough to hold me there…and that is exactly what you are doing…working me up, bringing me down…just a bit…not too much. At one point you stop your sucking and you look up at me and say;

“We have at least a half hour before you need to check in…so I am going to make this last as long as I can because I want every minute we are together to be special with you.”

This has me raging and I sink deeper into the seat, my eyes are closed as my only focus is on the feelings of your mouth and hands working my dick over in the most sensual and erotic ways…pulling me to the edge and making me beg you to let me cum.

“Goddammit babe…please…holy shit…please…I am so close…I need to cum in your mouth…please let me shoot my load now…please baby…you are killing me…literally killing me…holy Christ almighty….FFUUUCCCKKKKK….shiiiitttt!! Please, please, please, let me cum baby!”

But you don’t. You continue to suck, stroke and manipulate every nerve in my shaft bringing me so close to exploding and then taking me down. This continues for what feels like hours and my legs are beginning to get so weak due to the tension you keep building in them as my body prepares to shoot its load and then can’t.

“Here we go again”….I am thinking…just like a roller coaster ride…up and down…up and down…only this time, you don’t stop…you keep going and I warn you…

“FUUUCCKKK BABY…I AM GOING TO CUUUUMMM!!!”

You are not stopping…in fact your stroking becomes a little faster and your sucking increases dramatically…that is it…I fucking explode like a stick of dynamite, shooting load after load down your willing throat. I can’t stop cumming and you keep up as fast as you can while swallowing every drop. I am shaking like I just got hit with a taser as I pump my hips into your mouth every time my cock fires off another round of warm, beautiful cream down your throat. This is such an amazing blowjob as everything about it is absolutely perfect. Most people just get a hug and a kiss when they get to the airport, but this…this is a send off that will remain in my spank bank for years to come

When you finish sucking, swallowing and cleaning up the mess you made (yea..it was your fault…you made this mess so you should clean it up! LOL) you move your lips up to mine and give me an incredibly sensual kiss, allowing me to taste myself on your lips and tongue. I am lost in your kiss until finally you pull back a bit and say;

“You better put yourself together, you only have 10 minutes before you have to check in”.

“Thanks for reminding me.” I say back to you with a grimace on my face.

We pull up to the curb and I get out of your car, you also hop out and run around the back and jump into my arms, legs wrapped around my hips as you kiss me with all the love you have in your heart. I am hugging you, kissing you and I am just swallowed up by the moment. I can’t let you go…I don’t want to let you go. I just want to hold onto you…please do not leave me now, I keep thinking.

“Hey! Sorry to break it up, but you have to move your car.” says the officer monitoring the drop off area.

I pout as I let you down and give you one last kiss as we separate.

“I love you so much Dawn. I want to see you again and again and again. Please try to make that happen because I don’t think I can go that long again without seeing you.” I say to you.

“I will babe. I will do what I can to make this weekend happen again soon. I love you, I will miss you. Please have safe travels.” you say as you turn around and walk back to your car.

I am sitting at the gate missing the hell out of you…remembering the erotic things we got up to during the weekend. How fun it was to have you all to myself…well, until Autumn joined us. It was the perfect meeting that made this weekend the best it could have ever been. As I sit there waiting to board the plane, smiling to myself, wondering how I got so lucky to have met you all those years ago, I hear my phone buzz and I see a message from you.

“I just spoke to my little lady on the side…get ready to get on a facetime call this week!”

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INNOCENT DEVIL’S HAREM CH. 15 — Kai’s Girlfriend jumps hot housemate.

Original: November 19, 2020 (Copyright 2020 Kaizer Wolf)

Submitted to Sexstories: August 15, 2022

Tags: harem, supernatural, shifter, big tits, redhead, blonde, MILF, succubus, mystery, taboo

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– CHAPTER 15: Problem –

A low growl unexpectedly startled me awake, my eyes popping open as all my senses focused downstairs, the sound similar to the rumbling of an aggressive dog ready to attack. Instantly, even without looking, I knew right away that Gabriella wasn’t in bed with me, because her scent wasn’t as potent.

Instead, she was downstairs.

And her scent was hostile, my housemate’s aroma tainted with panic.

I bolted out of bed the moment I heard Serenity speak up, her voice breaking. “G-Gabriella?” she said in confusion and alarm.

I heard the growling move, faster than I’d think possible for a normal person.

Just as I reached the top of the stairs, Serenity screamed, Nick already dashing past the foyer into the kitchen. Skipping the steps entirely, I leapt straight down to the bottom, landing hard on the floor only to twist just in time to see Nick go flying against a chair, tumbling like he’d been tossed from a pickup truck in full motion.

Time seemed to slow as I finally registered what I was seeing, now that Nick’s body wasn’t obstructing my view.

Gabriella was on top of Serenity on the floor, my housemate’s forearm in her mouth in an obvious attempt to block an attack for her throat. But what left me confused was the color of my fiancé’s body, her hair an even more vibrant red, her crazed eyes a more vibrant green, and her normally pale skin now a deep tan like she’d been outside all summer…

I didn’t have time to process further, bolting for them as fast as I was physically capable. Because the attack was sincere, the hostility unmistakable, Gabriella clearly out for blood as she actively sucked on my best friend’s arm, her teeth buried deep.

Without hesitation I jumped over Gabriella’s back, straddling her as I jerked my hands down and jabbed my fingers into the joint of her jawbone on both sides, just below her ears, knowing it was a major pressure point.

Gabriella shrieked even louder than Serenity had, quickly pulling away as I instantly enveloped her in an almost crushing embrace, yanking her off my housemate.

Serenity sounded like she was hyperventilating as she started scooting backwards on her elbow, her eyes wide, her scent thick with panic, desperately trying to get away even though I had her assailant now.

In the meantime, Gabriella’s scent instantly shifted to alarm. “Oh my god. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” Her scent then shifted to guilt and remorse. “Serenity! Oh my god, Serenity! I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t…” Her voice trailed off as she sobbed.

My own thoughts finally caught up to me, realizing the wound was nothing like my own controlled bite from last night. This was like my friend had been attacked by a ravenous wolf…or starving bear…

“Nick!” I barked, focusing on his stunned expression, still on his ass on the floor. “Get the bleeding to stop!”

Serenity’s face was as white as a ghost now, her brown eyes looking pitch-black, her hyperventilating beginning to sound like she was borderline panic-crying, not even making an effort to stop the profuse bleeding, still just staring up at Gabriella like she was terrified of a second attack. Or at least in shock that it happened in the first place.

Nick finally snapped out of his stupor and hurried to his feet, grabbing a dishtowel and kneeling next to her to cover the wound.

Gabriella was sobbing now, limp in my arms, with me holding all her weight. “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, I’m so sorry.”

After checking the wound more closely, Nick looked like he was about to puke, before speaking up after taking a second to collect himself. “This is really bad. It’s going to need stitches.”

“Should we call an ambulance?” I asked seriously, not about to let Gabriella go, in order to call myself — not when I wasn’t confident that she wouldn’t attack again. “Or do you think it will be safe to drive her to the hospital?” I added, not even considering any alternatives.

Serenity finally chimed in, her voice shaky, her jaw trembling. “N-No h-hospital,” she stammered. She then looked up at Nick, her eyes looking almost wild now. “Y-You used to b-be an EMT, r-right? For like a y-year?”

“Only a few months!” he corrected her. “And while we did train to do emergency stitches, I’ve never actually done it on a real person before! Only on practice mannequins!”

Serenity’s expression grew more determined. “Nick, they’ll probably know this isn’t an animal bite, even if we say a dog bit me.” She paused, taking a deep breath. “Y-You’ll have to do it.”

I chimed back in, my tone urgent. “Ren, are you sure? Even if they know it’s a human bite, it isn’t going to expose…” My voice trailed off as I looked down at Gabriella again, seeing that her coloring was still as vibrant as ever, as if she’d died her hair a more stark red and was wearing vibrant green contacts now. Never mind the deep tan.

I hesitated, because I was about to say ‘my secret,’ only to realize ‘our secret’ might be more accurate. For some reason, my fiancé’s new look screamed ‘stripper’ to me, though I wasn’t sure why. Maybe because obviously dyed hair, combined with a deep tan and huge tits was just the association I made in my head. But either way, I knew that the change in her appearance, combined with the attack, meant she must have somehow become like me.

Nick and Serenity both shook their heads, Nick being the one to answer. “The medical staff will be required to file a police report, even if she doesn’t want to.” He then looked up at Gabriella who was still a mess. “Hey, let’s see your bite.”

She stiffened in my arms for a second, before beginning to support her own weight as she pulled down the makeshift bandage over her own wound.

Yet there was nothing to see, not even a scar or any other indication she’d been bitten.

Nick nodded his head in response, as if it was what he expected. “Obviously, it looks like Kai somehow changed Gabriella. At the very least, I doubt she would have been capable of tossing me across the room like that yesterday.” He sighed, focusing on Serenity. “Which means, if it was caused by his bite, then this wound will also probably be healed in the next…” He paused to glance up at the clock in the kitchen, seeing that it was only a little after 8:15 AM. “Ten to eleven hours, more or less. Assuming her bite can have the same effect as his.”

A silence fell over the room as those words sunk in.

Gabriella’s whisper broke it. “I’m so sorry,” she said almost inaudibly.

I squeezed her again, this time meant as a hug, while Serenity took a long deep breath before finally addressing her.

“It’s alright, Gabriella,” she replied without looking up. “I admit you really scared me, but I know you wouldn’t attack me on purpose.” She took another deep breath, finally focusing on her. “What exactly happened?”

Gabriella shook her head in response, sniffling. “I don’t know. I don’t even remember coming downstairs…” She grimaced. “Or attacking you. When I realized what I was doing, I felt like I was waking up.”

Nick sighed as he stood. “You probably were sleeping then. I have a buddy who sometimes raids the fridge in his sleep — sleepwalking essentially.” His toned lightened some. “I guess that means you can’t go to bed hungry from now on.”

Unfortunately, his attempt at humor fell flat.

No one was amused, and it did nothing to ease the tension.

Gabriella shivered at the thought. “I think I still am,” she admitted quietly. “Hungry,” she clarified. “Or maybe thirsty is the better word…” She shivered again.

I took a deep breath. “It must be because you’re low on blood from me drinking it last night. I didn’t think I took much, but maybe I did. Do you think you can control yourself until after we make sure Serenity is alright?”

“Of course,” she agreed adamantly, turning her head to look up at me from the corner of her eye. “I never would have, if I was conscious.” She then looked down at my best friend. “Serenity, I am so sorry.”

She nodded, her entire body trembling like she was cold, still looking like she might pass out.

“Right,” Nick commented. “I have a fancy First Aid Kit in the trunk of my car. Pretty sure it has sutures, although I never imagined I’d have to use them,” he added with a grimace.

I only nodded while he ran out to grab the kit, Gabriella apologizing a few more times while he left. However, once the front door closed, I carefully let her go, suggesting that Serenity just needed a little bit of space. I then proceeded to grab a chair for Serenity, figuring we’d do the stitches down here at the kitchen sink.

Once I had it situated, I slowly bent down and very gently picked my housemate up, in order to set her in the chair. She didn’t even try to help, which I took as her trusting that I was strong enough, with her continuing to hold the rag over her arm, her body trembling.

“T-Thanks,” she whispered.

“Of course,” I replied, only to glance over my shoulder to look at Gabriella, standing there like she was lost. “Hey, can you grab the Hydrogen Peroxide upstairs? It’s under the bathroom sink.”

She looked at me, it seeming to take a moment for her vibrant emerald eyes to focus, before her expression became determined. “Yes,” she replied simply, turning to run upstairs.

“And grab the Rubbing Alcohol too,” I called after her. “Just in case we need to sterilize something,” I added when Serenity gave me an alarmed look. I then lowered my voice. “Of course I’m not going to use that on the wound.”

Serenity nodded, taking a long deep breath. She then looked like she was about escort karataş bayan to say or ask something, but the front door opened up, both of us looking over at Nick.

“Found it,” he announced, though from what I heard outside, it didn’t sound like he had trouble locating it to begin with. He then proceeded to bring everything over to the counter, asking Serenity to move her arm over the sink so he could take a look at it.

She was already right there, so she just leaned forward a little, sticking her arm out.

One glance at the bloody mess and Nick suddenly looked like he was going to be sick again.

“Fuck,” he hissed.

“What’s wrong?” I asked in alarm.

He shook his head. “Nothing, it’s just…” His voice trailed off.

“Just what?” I asked seriously. “Does she need to go to the hospital? Because I’m about to put her in my car and drive her to the hospital. Whether they fill out a police report or not.”

“Kai,” Serenity said, sounding a little surprised. “I think I’m going to be okay. And Nick’s right. If your bite caused her to change, then…” Her voice trailed off, her gaze unfocusing as it seemed to really sink in that she might change too.

“It’s not that,” Nick finally responded. “It’s just, this is why I was only an EMT for a few months. I can’t handle the gore. Not in real life. It’s different on TV, but just looking at this makes me feel like I’m going to pass out.”

“Oh.” I paused as I considered that. “Well, then just tell me what I need to do, and I’ll do it.”

“Kai, are you sure?” Serenity asked seriously.

I shrugged. “I mean, the gore isn’t a problem for me, so as long as you’re fine with me doing it.”

Her deep brown eyes widened slightly, before she nodded, lowering her voice. “I trust you.”

I gave her a small smile of appreciation, glancing over my shoulder again as Gabriella came down the stairs. However, when she entered the kitchen, she stopped at the entrance, as if she was afraid to come too close.

Serenity noticed, speaking up before anyone else could. “It’s okay, Gabriella,” she reassured her. “Just bring it over.”

My fiancé nodded, remorse crossing her expression as she made her way to Nick’s other side.

“Okay,” he began after a second, seeming to collect himself and organize his thoughts as he recalled his training. “First, we need to sterilize the scissors, and then you’re going to have to cut out all the tissue that’s sticking out.”

“Wait, what?” I said in surprise.

He nodded toward the wound, grabbing the Peroxide, while keeping his eyes adverted. “Here, pour a little bit of this on it, and you’ll see what I mean. Oh, and wash your hands first too,” he added, reaching to turn on the sink, only to wash his hands as well.

I did as he asked, washing my hands and then grabbing the brown bottle, pouring a little on my hands and rubbing it on the bottle itself, while my friend ducked her head and pressed her forehead against her upper arm as we began to work. It wasn’t bleeding as profusely, allowing the Peroxide to wash away enough to see what looked like little chunks of yellow fat sticking out in various places.

Nick continued, keeping his eyes adverted. “Any of the stuff hanging out is going to die anyway, so you have to cut it off before you can stitch the wound up properly.” He sighed. “If we were taking her to the hospital, and this was an emergency stitch-up, then we wouldn’t worry about it. But since we aren’t going to the hospital, we need to make sure we do it right the first time.”

“Is it going to hurt?” I asked seriously.

He shook his head. “Most likely no. She probably won’t even feel it. This is tissue that’s usually underneath where the nerves are.”

I nodded, accepting the small pair of scissors when he handed them to me. They were still wet, but he’d used the Peroxide to sterilize them, so I wasn’t worried about the liquid hurting her. I hesitated when Gabriella walked away, pausing for a moment until I realized she was grabbing the paper towels to clean up the floor behind us.

“Are you ready?” I whispered to Serenity, beginning to readjust my grip on her forearm.

“Yes,” she said weakly, her voice muffled due to her position.

I nodded, carefully going for a piece of tissue that I felt confident wouldn’t hurt her much, if at all, since it was barely hanging off.

She didn’t even flinch.

“Did you feel that?” I asked softly.

“No,” she replied almost inaudibly.

I took a deep breath, and then moved to another piece. Followed by another, slowly growing more confident that she really couldn’t feel it. Granted, she did flinch a couple of times, but when I asked her if it hurt, she claimed that she barely felt it and was just surprised when she did.

About ten minutes later, and we were finally moving on to the stitches, with Nick pouring Peroxide over the wound for probably the fifth or sixth time.

“Okay,” he commented, still keeping his eyes off her arm. “Now this part, she’s going to feel.”

“I’ll be okay,” Serenity said right away. “Let’s just get this done.”

Nick nodded, though only I could see it, grabbing the curved needle and sutures. He got everything set up and ready to go, and then carefully handed it to me, verbally beginning to instruct me on how to do it. The process seemed a little redundant, with him asking me to go back and make extra loops that seemed unnecessary, as if I was going to tie it off and cut it. And I felt like I was going way deeper with the needle than I should, but I continued to follow his directions exactly as he said them, doing my best to ignore Serenity’s constant wincing.

Finally done, I cut the last end and we finished up, with my patient having two jagged half circles on her arm now. I had to admit that it didn’t look nearly as bad at this point, with Nick finally able to fully focus on it without looking like he was going to be sick.

“You did a good job,” he praised.

I only grunted in response, not feeling super excited about my handiwork, instead glancing back at Gabriella who had long since finished cleaning up the floor and was now sitting in a chair. I gave her a small reassuring smile.

She gave me a weak smile in return, still looking like she felt as guilty as hell. And still looking abnormally vibrant.

Serenity finally lifted her head to take a look at it too, opening and closing her hand a few times as she examined my work. She then took a deep breath and sat up straighter in her chair, prompting me to stand up more as well and step back to give her space.

Without hesitation, my housemate looked over at Gabriella, her brown eyes widening as she took in her appearance, only to focus more on her dejected posture. She then cleared her throat. “Hey, come here please,” she said simply.

Gabriella looked up in surprise, hesitating for a second, before slowly standing and moving closer. Her shoulders were slumped in shame. She was already a couple of inches shorter than Serenity, but her posture made her look even smaller.

Once she was close enough, Serenity grabbed her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Hey, it’s alright,” Serenity said softly. “I know you didn’t do it on purpose.”

Gabriella’s vibrant emerald eyes began filling with tears again. “I’m so sorry,” she repeated in a choked voice. “I really didn’t mean to.”

“I know,” Serenity agreed. “I believe you, I really do.”

I sighed heavily, starting to feel like this was really all my fault. “I shouldn’t have bitten her in the first place,” I commented. “I should have just toughed it out. Now she’s probably going to have the same problem I have for the rest of her life. Risking exposure whenever she feels a strong emotion.”

Serenity immediately shook her head. “Kai, I’d rather have this nasty bite right now than have risked you dying last night. I’m glad Gabriella did what she did. I would have done the same if given the chance.”

My eyes widened slightly at that, seeing her obvious sincerity.

“Plus,” Nick chimed in. “She doesn’t really look strange at this point. Maybe in comparison to how she usually looks, but she could pass as normal right now…” He paused, lowering his voice. “Assuming her skin doesn’t start turning gray.” He then cleared his throat. “And while it does seem as if the bite is what caused it to happen, we don’t know that for sure. Might be sexually transmitted, for example.”

All of us immediately looked in different directions, every single one of us embarrassed by the realization of that possibility. And the reminder that Gabriella and I fucked despite my older friend’s wishes.

“Oh,” Nick continued after a second, seeming to realize only after the rest of us just how awkward that was. “Umm, well anyway, we’ll at least have a better idea if the same thing happens to Serenity.”

I tried to clear my throat, wanting to move the subject to something else.

Anything else.

“So, in the meantime, I really need to figure out what the limitations are for this, err…” I hesitated. “I guess desire, we seem to have. For blood.” I took a deep breath. “I was already able to confirm last night that animal blood seems to be fine, but we need to test and see how long the craving can be resisted.” I focused on Gabriella’s guilty expression for a second, and then met Serenity’s wide eyes. “It’s too dangerous not knowing what will happen if we go too long without, whenever the craving rears its ugly head. For all we know, what happened just now with Gabriella might not have been a fluke. It could be something that could happen to either of us, under the right circumstances.”

Nick nodded in agreement. “First, you should probably make sure Gabriella gets some animal blood, since it sounds like she’s still needing it. But at least animals can work. Stealing human blood would be a lot more difficult, especially since most places that store blood bags have security cameras.”

Fuck, that brought up another concern.

Could Gabriella even stomach drinking blood from a living animal? I mean, she was a vegetarian before all this, and escort bayan karkamış yeah she was kind of alright with eating meat, but this was an entirely different situation.

“R-Right,” I said hesitantly, my thoughts moving to considering how we could test our limitations out. “Oh, and can I borrow your gun?” I asked, directing my question to my housemate.

That caught them all off guard, everyone looking at me like I was crazy.

“To shoot yourself?” Nick clarified in disbelief.

I nodded, causing Serenity to gasp.

“Kai!” she exclaimed. “Isn’t there some other way?”

I focused on her again, giving her a sympathetic look. “To see how much I can get hurt, before I might lose control? No, I don’t think there is.”

She grimaced, taking a shallow breath. “You just better be careful! I can’t lose you! You’re basically the only one I have left!”

I fully understood how she felt, knowing that there was no one who could replace her in my life.

I gave her a weak smile. “I know. And I’m not going to try to kill myself. I’ll stop before it gets to that point. But I also can’t risk killing some random person just because I don’t know what my limits are.” I sighed heavily. “I love you, Ren.”

“I love you too,” she whispered, still seeming against the idea, but knowing I was determined.

I bent down to give her a quick hug, and then grabbed Gabriella’s hand to lead her over to where I’d left Serenity’s gun after collecting it from her kidnapper’s car the previous night, followed by heading out past the stairs to the backdoor. Once we got outside, Gabriella started apologizing again, obviously still feeling miserable about what she’d done.

I shook my head in response, leading her past the shed into the trees. “No, I’m sorry. I didn’t know this would happen. I wouldn’t have bitten you if I’d known.”

She was quiet for a few seconds as she absorbed that. She then tentatively spoke up. “Kai…I feel horrible about what I did. Like, really horrible.” She paused. “But, if this means I’ve really become like you, then that makes me kind of glad. It makes me feel closer to you now.”

“It does?” I said in surprise, glancing back at her still-vibrant emerald eyes.

She nodded, a slight blush appearing beneath her tan cheeks. Her tone was more lighthearted, with it being obvious she was trying to lighten my mood. “If anything, it might mean I can actually overpower you in bed now.”

I unexpectedly chuckled at that, which was a nice temporary release from all the tension I felt.

Gabriella smiled weakly in response, seeming happy to have made me laugh, but clearly still feeling miserable.

I took a deep breath, still a little amused as I shook my head. “Wow, you really have a one-track mind, don’t you?” I teased.

She gave me a slightly more playful look. “Normally it’s guys with that kind of problem, but when I’m with you, I just can’t help myself.”

I gave her a small smile. “As if you didn’t already do what you wanted before,” I said with mock disbelief.

She finally smiled more fully, before it vanished just as fast. “I love you,” she whispered somberly.

“I love you too,” I replied sincerely. “Now, we need to get you something to eat, hopefully–” My voice cut off when her expression suddenly became serious, as she started looking around. It was enough for me to quickly focus on my senses in alarm, only to not notice anything significant.

Just the trees rustling in the wind, the bird singing at each other, a few early cicadas chirping in the distance. It was actually kind of peaceful, or would have been were it not for what just happened in the house.

“What’s wrong?” I asked after a moment.

Her vibrant emerald eyes focused on me. “It’s just, you said your senses were stronger than regular people. But I don’t feel much different than usual, except maybe a little stronger.” She then held up her arms, focusing on her tan skin. “And I can’t seem to turn back to normal. I tried earlier after I was done cleaning up the floor, but nothing happened.” She sighed. “Although, I’m not really sure how to do it anyway.”

I honestly wasn’t sure either, since I had no idea how to explain a process that I’d just done naturally all my life.

I just did it.

I took a deep breath. “Well, let’s just focus on finding an animal to hunt for right now. We can worry about the details later.”

Gabriella frowned briefly before agreeing with a nod, prompting us to set off to hunt down a deer. I figured that would be easier for her than a predator like a coyote, or something really small that she might perceive as cute, like a squirrel. Granted, I wasn’t sure how she was going to do no matter what I picked out.

As we moved quickly, I noticed that she was definitely faster than a normal person, but there was no way she’d ever be able to outrun a four-legged animal at this point.

Still, it was surprisingly nice to run beside her at such an accelerated speed. In gym at school, I of course always had to hold back, making sure I wasn’t the fastest person, in order to avoid the coach trying to recruit me for track or something. Thus, I was familiar with running beside others. However, going at a pace that would be considered world record breaking for humans was a different experience.

Primarily because I’d never been around anyone who could even remotely keep up with me. It made me look forward to, and hope, that maybe Gabriella would actually get faster as time progressed, though I had no idea what to expect from this seemingly unprecedented transformation.

Once I located a deer with my nose and ears, I asked her to wait so I could catch it for her, knocking it unconscious and dragging it back. However, much to my surprise, when she caught sight of me, she eagerly ran to meet me halfway, suddenly seeming extremely cheerful.

And then, even more shocking, she didn’t even hesitate when I held the head up by its small antlers, wrapping her arms around the buck’s neck as she bit into its furry throat, readjusting her teeth a few times until she had the blood flowing, beginning to slurp it up with each heartbeat.

Seriously, I was in shock.

I watched her in disbelief, continuing to support most of the deer’s weight as she drank until its heart began sputtering and eventually stopped.

Finally, she pulled back, some of the blood having gotten on her already-torn shirt.

“Wow,” she exclaimed emphatically, a huge grin on her face, a little bit of blood actively disappearing on the corners of her mouth as it seemed to get absorbed into her skin. “That was extremely satisfying.”

“You liked it?” I asked seriously.

She nodded, leaning forward and grabbing my face to give me a long kiss on the lips, prompting me to drop the deer.

“Yep!” she agreed cheerfully, grinning up at me. “It was like caramel popcorn, but in liquid form. Salty, sweet, and buttery all at once. Possibly the best thing I’ve ever tasted…” She lowered her voice, gently rubbing her thumbs along my jaw. “Aside from your cum,” she added.

I cleared my throat, only able to nod.

She tilted her head to the side slightly. “What’s wrong?” she wondered, her expression adorable.

“Umm, you just seem different,” I admitted. “Like, you’ve gone from vegetarian to drinking blood in less than a day, as if it’s no big deal.”

She pouted. “Is it because of my smell?” she asked. “Did it change?”

I gave her a confused look. “No, but what does that have to do with anything?”

Her pout deepened. “Well, you never did tell me if that’s why you didn’t want me to stop being vegetarian.” She sighed. “But remember, I told you I grew up that way. I don’t have a particular issue with eating meat, other than habit. And I’d much rather kill a deer than accidentally kill a person.” She shivered then, dropping her hands from my face and wrapping her arms around herself. “It really scares me thinking about what might have happened if you hadn’t been there to wake me up.”

Honestly, I didn’t want to think about it either.

Because if I hadn’t been around, Gabriella could have killed my friend, and that was a horrifying thought indeed. Not to mention, I couldn’t even imagine how my fiancé would have felt when she did finally wake up, only to discover that she was drinking from Serenity’s neck.

I mean, being completely honest, if I woke up like that, I probably would have killed myself.

Especially if it was Serenity.

Which was even more reason to figure out what our limits were, to make sure nothing like that ever happened to either of us.

Unexpectedly, Gabriella cheered up again, dropping her arms and interrupting my thoughts. “So then, I still smell good?” she asked, sounding hopeful.

I just stared at her in disbelief, surprised by how quickly her emotions seemed to be shifting. “Umm, yeah. You still smell as amazing as always. Your scent hasn’t changed at all.” I frowned then, really focusing on it, wondering why it was the same.

I’d already considered that it might actually be because she was part-succubus, something that I’d almost forgotten about with everything going on. But I supposed this really confirmed that my assumption about her diet being the cause was wrong, because not only had she eaten meat the previous day, but she’d also just drank more blood than should be possible for her stomach to hold. Yet, she still had that intoxicating smell somewhat similar to the taste of maple syrup.

So then, maybe it was truly because she was part-succubus.

Granted, we hadn’t actually confirmed that yet, since Gabriella’s mom hadn’t gotten back to her.

However, either way, Serenity usually had the same base scent too, despite what she ate, just not as potent as Gabriella’s aroma, and much more normal too. So I shouldn’t be so surprised it wasn’t due to her diet.

Although, with my housemate’s scent, while she didn’t smell bad to me, I’d never compare it to something related to food. Serenity just smelled like a human female — a very familiar scent that was extremely comforting, but not kilis escort bayan appetizing. Or more specifically, the scent itself didn’t provoke my sexual appetite, like Gabriella’s smell did.

“Well, that’s good,” my fiancé replied with a dramatic sigh. “Knowing that how I smelled was so important to you, that’s been my biggest concern.”

I nodded slowly, my thoughts returning to the seriousness of what almost happened back at the house. “But I guess that means I need to go catch another deer now. And shoot myself.”

That got her attention, her expression immediately somber. Her voice was barely a whisper as she responded. “I can shoot myself instead, if you want. You have a better chance of stopping me from hurting anyone.”

I was again taken aback, before I shook my head. “I really can’t believe this. Offering to shoot yourself? And you drank the deer’s blood like it was no big deal. How are you coping with this so easily?” I asked seriously.

She almost looked like she was about to cry now. “Kai, I love you. A lot.” She took a deep breath, glancing away. “I accepted that this was your reality pretty quickly, and I even imagined what it would be like for you…” She paused, only to scoff. “I’ve certainly read enough vampire books to imagine it.” She then sighed, focusing up at me again. “So it’s not too difficult for me to accept this as my reality too. Besides, my body wanted it. The blood was really good, so it wasn’t hard to give into that craving. And, if anything, it makes me happy that I’m like you now.”

Happy?

I hadn’t really thought about how I felt about this, aside from feeling guilty that I’d given her my problems. But that kind of brought up a good point.

Did it make me happy?

Not that it really mattered, since I couldn’t change what I’d done. But I had been perfectly content with her being a normal person. Although, now that I thought about it, maybe this meant I wouldn’t have to worry about her dying from a gunshot too easily.

Not to mention…

“Hey,” I said gently, glancing down at her stomach. “Can you lift your shirt up a little?” I wondered.

Gabriella gave me a confused look, before reaching down, yanking her fitted shirt up to just below her chest, revealing all of her firm tan stomach. “Why?” she wondered. “Something wrong?”

I shook my head, taking a step to the side to confirm what was already obvious. “No. But your bruising is gone.”

She immediately looked down too, twisting to the side, her butt sticking out as she tried to look at her lower back, her dimples becoming more visible from the position, though the nastiest bruise from the Taser had been higher. “Huh, well that’s certainly a perk,” she commented.

I nodded slowly, with it finally settling in that this might be a good thing.

At the very least, she would probably perceive it as a benefit if her senses got stronger. For me, the world was so much richer than it seemed to be for a normal person, largely because I could hear, smell, and see so much more than most people. Not to mention being able to run for miles without tiring, and also having the ability to fly.

I could never imagine being a normal person, and realized I’d never want to be normal if given the choice. Even despite the problems that came with it.

Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly, refocusing my thoughts on what I had to do next. “Well, regarding the gun thing, it seems you aren’t fully like me at this point. At least not yet. So we don’t know for sure you would be able to handle a gunshot like I would. For one, you might not heal as fast, and it’s not worth the risk.”

She pouted again, but nodded in agreement.

Before continuing, I focused more heavily on my nose, testing the air to confirm what I was about to say. “Plus, there are no people around for miles. So if something happens, there are plenty of other wildlife for me to attack, assuming the next deer I catch isn’t enough.”

She frowned but gave me another small nod.

Leaning forward, I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a kiss, only to take a deep breath of her scent. “Okay, I’ll be back.”

“I love you,” she whispered as I pulled away.

“I love you too,” I replied sincerely, turning and beginning to jog toward what sounded like the nearest deer a couple of miles in the distance. However, as I got closer I had to abandon that particular one, because I caught a whiff of human, and while the person was far enough away, chasing down the deer could last sometimes half a mile or more, especially if it sensed me coming before I got close enough. Not to mention, the trees seemed thinner in that direction, and I just didn’t want to chance it.

I assumed it must be a hiker or something, because while it was definitely bow season this time in April, I was pretty sure it was for turkeys or something, not deer. Thankfully, Nick hadn’t known any better when we were discussing the deer thing the previous evening, though I had to admit I didn’t pay much attention to that kind of thing either.

If anything, that would have been a better excuse for why a hunter might leave a deer in the middle of our yard. Because it wasn’t the right hunting season.

About ten minutes later, and I’d picked up on another deer, sneaking up on it without issue and taking it down. Unfortunately, it woke up as I was dragging it back, so I had to knock it out again before continuing on.

Gabriella seemed concerned when she caught sight of me, though I suspected it was just because of what I was about to do. She met me halfway again, and when I knelt down in front of the deer’s limp body, pulling out the gun from my pocket, she knelt behind me to wrap herself around my torso, leaning her forehead against the back of my white hair, pressing her heavy tits into my shoulders.

She had one of her arms across my chest, her upper arm against my neck while her hand was on my side, prompting me to gently kiss the part of her arm resting against my cheek. She gave me a squeeze in response, keeping her forehead buried.

I took a deep breath, made sure the safety was off, and then held the barrel up to the meaty part of my forearm.

“Ready?” I whispered.

She only nodded in response, holding me tighter.

I took another deep breath, and then pulled the trigger.

The ricocheting gunshot was louder than I was anticipating, causing us both to flinch, the thunderous noise immediately silencing all the birds and few cicadas, though the pain itself wasn’t nearly as bad as I was expecting. Certainly nothing like I’d experienced the previous night, even if it still hurt like hell. The bullet also wasn’t in my arm, having gone straight through and buried itself in the ground.

The entry and exit wounds immediately began gushing blood, and the craving to drink blood resurfaced, but within seconds the bleeding had stopped, leaving me with a chilled sensation as my skin healed up.

The thumping of the unconscious deer’s heart beating began sounding louder, my focus being drawn to it, but resisting didn’t feel any more difficult than it had been last night.

“Are you alright?” Gabriella whispered after a few seconds.

I took a deep breath. “Yeah, I’m fine so far. I have the urge, but it isn’t too bad.”

She nodded, giving me another squeeze.

Readjusting the barrel of the gun, I gave her a quick warning and then shot a second time. I felt lightheaded for a moment this time, but could already tell that not much else had changed. Thus, I repositioned the gun, and fired again.

The wound stopped bleeding just as fast as before, but it didn’t seem to heal right away this time.

Yet still, the craving for blood didn’t seem to get any stronger.

“I think I need to try to bleed more,” I announced. “Because the urge isn’t changing. I probably need to hit a major artery or something,” I added, positioning the barrel on my bicep.

Gabriella nodded against the back of my head, glancing at what I was doing. “You need to move the gun a little lower then,” she instructed quietly. “There’s a major artery that runs down the center.”

I glanced back at her in surprise, causing her to pull her head away slightly.

She answered my confused expression. “Anatomy and Physiology, remember?” she said simply.

“Oh, right,” I replied, my brow furrowing as I readjusted the gun. “Thanks,” I added, getting ready to pull the trigger again.

She didn’t respond, holding me tight in preparation. It was obvious she hated this, but we both knew it had to be done. We had to know what would happen if we were hurt too badly, and I suspected that blood loss was the most important aspect. Because while I’d suffered a lot of damage last night, those harpoon-like projectiles had also prevented excessive bleeding.

And with the way my body worked, even internal bleeding likely didn’t count as blood loss, since my body could seemingly just reabsorb it. If anything, that might have been why I was able to keep my own sanity even despite the situation.

Taking another controlled breath, I pulled the trigger.

Instantly, the bullet lodged itself in my bone, my body jerking forward from the agony, barely managing to stifle a scream as it began gushing all over my side. Gabriella immediately started to apologize over and over again, as if it was somehow her fault, her scent laced with guilt and remorse.

My head felt like it was swimming as I tried to pull myself together, my vision dark around the edges.

“I think I’m going to pass out,” I hissed just as my vision darkened even more.

“What should I do?” I heard Gabriella ask urgently, her voice sounding like it was a mile away, both of us knowing we hadn’t planned for something like this to happen.

But I wasn’t able to respond, feeling like I couldn’t form coherent thoughts as the ground abruptly came a little closer, my head dropping.

I barely heard Gabriella urgently ask something else, but I couldn’t hear her now, my mind fading away entirely, a low growl the only sound rumbling in my ears.

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I look into her eyes as I drive my cock into her. You need this, your body wants this, I want this and I’m gonna give it to you, I tell her. She gasps and says my name as my balls press against her ass. I kick my pants from my ankles and lift her legs and spread her wide so I can long dick her tight wet cunt. She did not expect this to happen to her, but this was my hope and goal! I was totally surprised at how tight her pussy was. She gripped my cock with her pussy and began to relax and surrender to what she now knows is reality. I fuck her and grunt as I thrust into my fantasy pussy. I can’t believe how fucking wet she is. I reach down under my cock and she is soaked down to her asshole. I touch my sheets under her and they are drenched. I ask her if she is a squirter and she says yes and she’s sorry. I tell her nothing to be sorry about, I like it messy. I continue to pound her and decide to escort kapalı gaziantep bayan take advantage of her orgasm skills.

I pull my pussy slicked cock out of her and lift her legs and begin licking her soaked pussy clean. She says, please I thought we were going to talk. I pause to tell her, I’m talking to your pussy right now and I want to taste what it has to say! I dive back in slurping her treat. She keeps saying my name and please, but she never says no or stop, so I’m not, and at this point probably wouldn’t if she did. I decide I am going to torture her with forced orgasms. I want to see how much juice I can squeeze from this pussy. I get up to get my remote bullet vibrator. As I come back, she is starting to get up. I go to her to block her path and I ask her where she is going. She says she thought we were gonna talk. I tell her, we are. I open her legs as she is standing and I slip the bullet into her slippery box. She asks me what it is as I turn it on. Her knees buckle from the shock of the vibration inside her pussy. I tell her to get her fucking ass back on my bed. She quickly obeys and says she’s sorry about wetting the bed. I tell her, it’s about to get a lot wetter.

I turn the vibrator up and stand back to watch as she writhes and squirms. She can’t stay still. I go to rub her clit and her pussy is drenched. She doesn’t spray but it runs out of her. I stop the vibrator and she is panting and looks exhausted. She closes her legs and tries to lie on her side when I grab her legs and force them open so I can clean her pussy with my tongue. I tell her we are nowhere near done. She begs please as I turn the vibrator back on and her body goes rigid as if she is being electrocuted. She says my name and says please, my god, please. I told her she was in for a long night because I’m gonna squeeze all the juice from this pussy! My dick is so hard it is about to burst watching her tortured by the pleasure of repeated orgasms. For 45 minutes at least, she is forced to cum with my intermittent tongue cleaning of her pussy sauce. She begged for and I gave her water to drink only during my licking time. She is sweating profusely. It is so fucking erotic watching her body and hearing her beg for mercy.

The time has come for me to dick this pussy down. I don’t know if I’ll get this again, so I’m going to make sure she remembers this fucking. I turn the vibrator on high so I can go and get something. I tell her to stay on the fucking bed. I cannot believe how much this bitch has cum.

I go to my play drawer and get a spiked silicone cock sleeve. It makes my dick so fucking hard that it’s painful to wear but I want her to feel it and feel my nut inside her.I proceed to stretch this thick rubber appliance onto my cock and balls. The retraction of the rubber on my cock is excruciating kaliteli gaziantep escort bayan but in a very erotic way. My dick looks and feels like a weapon or tool with the rubber spikes protruding to repeatedly touch her vaginal walls as she has never felt. I get on the bed and spread her legs wide. Her eyes are closed as she screams with the orgasmic torture she is being subjected to.I won’t lick her now because she’s gonna need all the lube she can get as I force this throbbing meat tool inside her. I turn off the vibrator and pause as she heaves to catch her breath. She keeps saying Oh my god, oh my god! She thinks it’s over. I pull the bullet from her soaked pussy and she lets out a big sigh. I ask her if she’s ok and she says, very tired!

My cock is throbbing and my balls are swollen. We’re not done yet my lady, now is my turn. She says my name, please let me rest. I tell her to look at my cock. She looks and asks what is that? I tell her it’s a swollen cock that needs to cum and the only way to cum is to fuck. I lift her thighs and press the head of my cock against her pussy lips. The head is bare but the spikes begin right behind my glans. I press and as the head enters the spikes begin to follow. Her eyes open big and she says, what the fuck do you have on? I don’t answer and keep pressing. She asks, what is that? As I press and the spikes enter, her body tenses and she grasps the sheets tightly. The compression on my hardening cock is thrillingly painful. I drive my cock full into her because I need to cum. She winces and yelps with each thrust. I pull completely out and back into her fully so she gets the continuous feel of the spikes in and out of her pussy. She tries to tell me it hurts, but I can’t hear over my grunts as I impale her with this throbbing meat tool.

She tells me please, she’s had enough. I tell her as I continue fucking, we’re not done until I’m done … I’m not done until I cum! I hammer her pussy from full extraction to balls-deep insertion over and over. As I said, I don’t know if I’ll get this pussy again, so I’m taking full advantage. My log swells and to her relief, I bury deep inside her and begin to fill her with hot shit! I hold and pulse my armored meat till she gets every thick drop of my cum!

I pull my wilting cock from inside her overworked pussy. I roll off next to her as she is panting to catch her breath. She tells me she has never been fucked or done anything like that and that she is so sore. She says she just wanted to talk and had no idea I was looking at her that way. She said she is so embarrassed. I asked her if she feels good and she says yes and she thinks she needed that. I told her, I know I wanted it. She looked at the thorny armor on my cock. She tells me that it hurt her but she liked how it felt inside her. I told her it felt good to me inside her.

We talked for a while before she went to the bathroom and got dressed enough to walk home. Me with a big wilted dirty cock, grab her a pull her to me. I tell her that I want her to come over again. I take her hand and put it on my swelling meat. She says, no please don’t, I need to go home. I tell her I want you to come back again. She says she’s sure she will. Stay tuned…More to CUM

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