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Nicole pointed at a picture of me and Peter. “Isn’t is about time you forget about him? It’s a bloody month, time to move on!” “He was my first love.” I knew Nicole was right but I wasn’t ready yet. “Oh, come on, Ellen. You’re in your early twenties, right? You should have men crawling at your feet with a body like yours”. I knew she was right. Many women look with envy at my body. I hardly have to put any effort in it but I remain slim, and at my age, my breasts aren’t influenced by gravity yet. They remain firm and I often wonder why I need a bra. This, in combination with my long blond hair, has made the heads of several men turn but I don’t really care or provoke anything. Nicole shook her head. “Please, don’t tell me you’re looking for true love?”“What’s wrong with that,” I replied. “True love doesn’t exist, look at what happened between you and Peter. You really think that was true love?”Again, Nicole was right. According to him we grew apart which I never understood. I never felt something was wrong until the day he said we needed to talk and then he left. Maybe that was exactly the problem, me not seeing it. Maybe I didn’t understand Peter which created the barrier between us. Maybe it was all Sex hikayeleri a lie and he ran away with some bimbo. I’ll never know anyway. “You know, you need to relax a little. That will help get over Peter.”“I tried,” I explained to Nicole. “Hell, I’ve even been to yoga classes but nothing seemed to help.” “Those things never work,” she explained. “Have you had an orgasm since he left you?”The bluntness of the question took me by surprise. “No…” was all I could say.“You know, you should really give it a try. Just take your time and treat it like normal sex. Try to seduce yourself.” “How am I supposed to do that?”“Easy. Just as you did with Peter, how did you make him want you?” she asked.I had a ritual for arousing Peter. The preparation was always half the fun. I would start by taking a hot shower. I usually would put the shower head on a hard setting while massaging my breasts and nipples. Sometimes I would even aim between my legs but never would I go too far. That pleasure was for later. I often had to restrain myself from continuing. Focusing on my breasts only was usually more than enough to get my juices going. After the shower, I would go through my special drawer Sikiş hikayeleri to find that special piece. Depending on what I have in mind, I would pick a suitable set. This could go from a lace under-bust corset with matching stockings to a leather bodysuit. Sometimes Peter wasn’t home yet when I prepared myself, so I waited for him in the living room. When I would hear the door opening I would sit in a special positioning, making sure he could see all the good stuff I have to offer. Sometimes when he was working too long, I would start by rubbing his neck and slowly moving my hands down his torso and ending in his pents.After explaining this to Nicole, she padded me on the shoulder. “So, how does it feel explaining this to me?” she asked, as if I were on a psychiatrist’s sofa. I shuffled on my chair and smiled mischievously.“Tonight when you get home, I want you to perform the routine but do it just for you, make yourself comfortable on the sofa and start enjoying yourself.” I thought about it for a moment and maybe she was right. Maybe I just have to release myself. I’m sure I would enjoy it so why not. I said nothing but smiled showing my consent.“I want to hear all about Erotik hikaye it tomorrow, alright?” Nicole said. I noticed some excitement in her voice. I couldn’t help think about the idea that she would do the same tonight.After work, I hurried home. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I wanted to do tonight. For the first time in weeks, I actually didn’t think about Peter. I felt like Nicole’s idea would really work.When I got home, I took a bottle of champagne and treated myself to some nice bubbles. I don’t drink much so a glass of champagne would definitely help me relax and open up. With the glass in my hand I shut the curtains in the living room and went towards the bedroom. If I wanted to seduce myself I would love to see a nice show, so I decided to stand in front of the mirror and started moving sensually. I moved my hips while stroking my hair and moving downwards to open a button of my shirt. After the second button, I slowly pulled the shirt over my head unveiling my white laced bra. I let my hand move gently from my belly to my breasts. I opened my bra and let it fall on the floor while keeping my eyes focused on the mirror. I saw a sensual body with beautiful breasts. The mirror image cupped one of them and squeezed it which made her release a soft moan. I went closer to her and touched her. Our hands met while her other hand disappeared in her skirt. I felt my mirror image rubbing on my wet panties. I couldn’t resist and had to see what was going in.

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Masturbation on subway train

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This happened a long time ago – year 96 or 97 I think. I remember it was late in November or probably early December. I was a student and I would take the train from Harvard to Quincy. One day, I was returning home very late, close to midnight. I usually got into the last car of the train, because it would usually be less crowded. On this particular trip, I was the lone person on the car (probably next one also).A couple of minutes later, I realized I was totally alone in a public Sex hikayeleri space and that brought back my frequent fantasy of masturbating in a public space. As luck would have it, I was already pretty aroused from having had fun with a group of students – some of whom were really hot girls – on campus.I got to the end of the car in a corner between last two seats – one seat was sideways and one was facing in direction of train. There was a slight space between Sikiş hikayeleri them and a metal bar which, just a little bit covered the view from nearest door. I crouched into the space with my face towards the door and kept my backpack standing up on the seat for additional cover. So even if anyone entered the car from that door and looked directly in my direction, they would probably not get a view of my junk and would give me a couple of seconds to pull up Erotik hikaye my pants.I pushed my pants down; all the way down to the ankles. My dick was already hard as rock. I fondled myself a little bit over the undies, then pushed them down as well. It was hard to stroke the dick in my usual ‘one hand fist’ style, since I was not able to spread my legs wide apart without taking off pants. So instead I switched to the ‘two palms rub’ style. Took the dick head between two palms and started rubbing. I tried to reach my anus, but it was difficult to reach through the narrow gap between legs. For kink, I even fantasized about being spotted by a group of girls entering the car.It took just few minutes of stroking for me to start spewing my load.

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A Friend and a Fleshlight

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For visual aid, Matt is slim, with short brown hair and green eyes. John has short blonde hair and blue eyes, and has a slim, athletic build. Both are tall and attractive.

The clock struck midnight. Matt was officially 18 now.

“Happy birthday old fuck,” John said from across the room. The two were up late playing video games since it was spring break.

“Old fuck? You just turned 18 a few days ago yourself, you know!” Matt shot back.

“True, but I carry it better.”

“Yeah, okay,” Matt retorted sarcastically.

This type of exchange was typical between the two. They had been best friends since 2nd grade, when Matt moved in from a few towns over.

“So what are you going to do now that you’re 18? Buy cigarettes? Rent porn? Buy a scratch-off? You can do it all now!” John joked.

“Can’t it be all of them?” Matt replied.

“Haha, true, true.”

“Actually,” Matt continued, “to be honest, I was thinking about ordering a fleshlight.”

John chuckled. “Are you serious? A fleshlight?”

“Yeah man. Don’t tell me you’ve never went on the site and wanted to buy one.”

“Well you got me there. I thought about buying one after my birthday actually, but they’re kind of expensive.”

“I know, that’s my only reservation, really,” explained Matt.

There was a short pause in the conversation.

“What if we went halves on one?” John suggested.

“Halves? How would that work? You mean like hand it off every week or something?”

“Yeah exactly,” John said. “I mean my cock might stretch it out and ruin it for you but hey, it’s better than nothing man.”

“Yeah, right. We’ll need to order the tightest model just so your little thing can feel it,” Matt shot back.

“Oh there’s no question, we’d definitely get the tightest one,” John replied seriously.

“Oh yeah,” agreed Matt. “So you really down for doing this?”

“Yeah, why not? If we split the cost it isn’t that bad, and then we both get to see what they’re like. Plus, I hear if you can last 10 minutes in a fleshlight, you can last double that in an actual girl.”

“Yeah I’ve heard that too,” said Matt. “Okay, what the hell…should we order one now?”

“Yeah man.”

Matt pulled his laptop out and they went on the site. The videos with beautiful porn stars showing how it worked certainly made it look promising. They found the tightest model and ordered it. It was expected to be at Matt’s house by the end of the week.

Over the next several days, Matt was anxious. At night, he couldn’t help but jerk off to the simple fantasy of being able to finally use it. Finally, after what seemed like weeks, it arrived that Friday. Luckily his parents were going out that weekend, so he would be able to use it the whole weekend without any disturbances.

John was over and they were again playing video games when the package arrived. Knowing the fleshlight was due to arrive, they dropped their controllers immediately and ran to the door after hearing the doorbell. Matt opened the Sex hikayeleri door to see the delivery man walking away, and then he looked down to see a small brown box on the porch. It was finally here.

They took the box back to Matt’s room, where John cut open the box with his pocket knife. He feverishly unraveled the packaging, which produced the beautiful pocket pussy. It looked tight.

He ran his index finger up and down the fake pussy lips and into the hole. There was no doubt – he needed lube, even for his skinny index finger. This was going to be great.

“Dude, I can’t even fit my index finger in here all the way without lube,” John explained.

“Damn,” was all Matt could muster. He liked what he saw too. “Let me feel it.”

John handed the fleshlight over to Matt. Matt imitated John’s motions, caressing the soft, fleshy lips and then trying, but failing, to plunge the length of his index finger into the tight hole.

“How the hell does a dick fit in here? Damn,” Matt wondered aloud.

“Well there’s only one way to find out,” John replied.

Matt let out a short, nervous laugh. “Right now?” he asked.

“Yeah. I’ve been waiting to try this forever, I can’t wait any longer. Can you?”

“True, okay, let me pull up some porn.” Matt couldn’t argue. At this point, he was dying to fuck that thing.

Matt went on his desktop and went on porn site while John continued to try and finger their new toy. Matt managed to quickly find a nice porno – a big-titted brunette taking on two cocks.

Matt was sitting in his computer chair while John was on Matt’s bed with the fleshlight. John began to lose interest in the fleshlight as the brunette on the screen took both of the huge dicks in front of her into her mouth at once.

“Damn,” Matt said. His cock was getting hard already – half from what was on the screen, half from the anticipation of fucking the fleshlight.

A couple of minutes passed, and now the brunette was taking her friends’ two huge cocks at once – one in her pussy and one in her ass, expressing her love for it quite vocally. Matt and John had both been fondling their cramped cocks through their jeans. Finally, John said it.

“Alright I need to try this thing.” With that, he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and pulled out his beautiful 7 inch cock.

Matt was shocked. Sure, they had just gotten this fleshlight and were anxious to use it, but the two had never masturbated in front of each other before. They had watched porn together many times, but John always went in the bathroom to jerk off while Matt stayed in his bedroom.

“Haha what the fuck, right here?” Matt asked.

“Yeah, why not? We got the same equipment, we’ve been friends for years, and plus I actually want to see the porn while I jack this time. It gets old having to go to the bathroom to do it.”

John had a good argument. Matt shrugged and decided to lower his pants as well, exposing his 8 inch cock. He glanced over again at John who was slowly rubbing his hand over Sikiş hikayeleri the length of his beautiful member. The two were straight, but Matt couldn’t help but be transfixed by John’s package. It was circumcised, 7 inches long and fairly thick – nice and proportional. His balls were cleanly shaven, matching the rest of his hairless torso.

Matt began stroking his cock with his left hand and massaging his cleanly shaven balls with his right. “No homo dude, but nice cock,” John said.

Matt laughed. “Thanks man, you too.”

“Where’s your lube? We gotta break this thing in.”

“Oh yeah. Here, let me get it.”

Matt opened the bottom drawer of his nightstand and handed John the bottle of water-based lube. John took the bottle and squirted some onto the folds of the fleshlight and then inside. After it was well lubricated, he squirted some up and down the length of his cock, then used his free hand to rub it all over. After the entire thing was glistening with lube, he aimed his cock upward toward the tight hole of their new toy. After some resistance at the tip, the lips gave way to let John’s cock slide in deep.

“Fuck,” exclaimed John. “This feels amazing.”

John continued to lower the fleshlight slowly until the entire length of his penis was inside. He let out a small moan as the lips of the fake pussy hit his balls.

Matt was becoming more interested in the show five feet away from him than the porn on the screen. Sure he was straight, but he couldn’t help but think that this was hot. John was an attractive guy after all, and with an impressive package. Matt had been wanting to try a mutual masturbation experience like this for some time now, but was always too nervous to go through with it. Luckily, John was way ahead of him. It was cool to be able to relax and partake in this intimate activity – it felt brotherly. It was like the ultimate male bonding.

John pulled the fleshlight back up from the base of his cock up to the head, only to push it back down again. As he worked the toy over his cock more, it began to loosen a little, allowing him to increase his speed.

Matt began to jack harder too as he watched his friend fucking their new toy. He loved seeing it glide over John’s big cock while the lube dripped down to his large, low-hanging balls. After a minute or two, he needed a crack at it.

“Okay, you’ve had some fun with it, my turn now,” Matt said.

“Haha, fine, fine,” John reluctantly agreed. It took him a while before he finally found the will power to pry the fleshlight off his cock and hand it over.

Grabbing the fleshlight with one hand and the bottle of lube with the other, Matt squirt some lube on his cock and a little more on the fleshlight for good measure. After rubbing the lube over the entire length of his shaft, he lowered the fleshlight down onto the tip of his penis. It was still warm from John. He loved the sensation, and as the lips of the pussy hit the base of his cock, he pulled it up again. Gradually, he found a nice rhythm Erotik hikaye and picked up speed. It felt amazing.

John was still stroking his cock. Between the gorgeous brunette on the screen getting doubled fucked by two huge dicks and his best friend fucking a fleshlight before his very eyes, John was harder than ever. He gripped his dick with both hands and was now tugging hard. After a couple of minutes, he needed another round with the fleshlight.

“Okay, man, my turn again. I wanna try actually fucking this thing,” he said.

“How do you mean?” Matt asked.

“Well, I dunno, we can wedge it in between the mattress and the base of the bed, kneel down on the floor and fuck it doggy style.”

“I like the way you think,” Matt said, handing over the fleshlight to his inventive friend.

John took the fleshlight and wedged it in between Matt’s mattress and the bottom of the bed. At this point, he took off his pants and socks completely for easier access, followed by his shirt. Matt followed suit – he simply preferred being naked anyway. Kneeling down on the floor, John slid his cock into the tight hole, thrusting slowly at first, but quickly picking up speed.

Matt enjoyed the show. He forgot about the porn and was now jacking his cock to the site of his friend’s dick thrusting in and out of this tight fuck hole, his balls slapping against the surface and his six-pack clenched tightly together. Matt had never been more turned on.

John picked up his speed even more and now was fucking the fleshlight at full speed. It seemed not even a minute before he announced he was going to cum.

“Fuck dude, I’m getting close,” he panted.

After a few more seconds of thrusting, he began moaning, barely keeping his composure to thrust as the powerful orgasm surged through his entire body. He slowed down his thrust, and Matt could see his dick pulsating as it unleashed rope after rope of thick, hot cum into the fleshlight.

“Fuck dude,” John said panting. “That was intense.”

“Move over,” Matt said. “My turn.”

“What? Shouldn’t I clean it out first?” John asked, surprised.

“Screw it dude, I need to bust now, move over.”

John complied, taking his glistening cock out of the fleshlight and sitting on the bed. Matt kneeled down quickly replacing him, sliding his swollen cock into the tight hole. He could feel his friends hot cum glide over his cock as he plunged deeper inside. It was better than any lube. John apparently had cum a lot – soon Matt’s cock was covered in John’s cum. Glancing down, he could see thick globs of it all over his cock as he thrust in and out.

It didn’t take long before Matt was nearing the point of no return himself. He began thrusting as hard as he could. Soon he was moaning as he felt a wave of pleasure surge through his cock. Another wave surged through it shortly after – a massive load of warm, slick semen, which shot into the fleshlight in eight thick ropes.

As his powerful orgasm was subsiding, Matt put his fingers around the base of his dick and gave the fleshlight a few small thrusts to squeeze the last few drops of cum out. He finally withdrew his cock, which was covered in the two friends’ white, pearly jizz. Out of breath, Matt collapsed on the bed next to John. That fleshlight was worth every penny.

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Medusa And Artemis

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Before her catastrophic encounter with Perseus, on the island of Sarpedon, Medusa had taken off her ridiculous hat of snakes and gotten down to the serious business of giving birth while her girlfriend, Artemis, stood guard. Presently, everyone could hear the frightening mews of Medusa.I dare say, her real power lay in her loins, as was demonstrated by her in the hard, Sex hikayeleri heat of labor she had just entered. When the baby’s head was crowned, the flaps and folds of Medusa’s vulva opened like some wild, red passion flower.Plenty of doctors rushed to Medusa’s aid, only to be instantly turned to stone by what they saw. Like lightning, the one survivor, Sikiş hikayeleri a blind man, was immediately killed when he was picked off by the righteous arrows that flew from Artemis’s bow. Medusa and Artemis laughed at both the massacre and the birth at the same time. Artemis began sucking Medusa’s round, hard nipples (even before the Erotik hikaye baby got a chance!) in order to move things along down below. Once that little bit of clean-up took place, Artemis applied a herbal salve for mending. Then she let her forefinger linger on Medusa’s clit, delicately strumming away, until she continued her exploration by letting her hands wander lightly over Medusa’s body, nurturing, massaging, and healing.Eventually, after a time, their mouths and tongues joined together, mixing their spittle, and dancing a slow tango of sweet delight.The whereabouts of the father, Poseidon, you wonder; he was nowhere to be found.

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My Girl’s Best Friend

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My eyes are closed. My hand moves faster and faster. My nuts begin to swell and tighten. Pre-cum drips out the end of my cock, as I knead and twist it. I’m picturing her, I’m biting and licking my lips as the feeling gets more and more intense. I open my eyes to see the photo frame I’m holding of her, and I’m shaking as I begin to feel wave after wave of my orgasm rising and falling. I’m enjoying myself. I’m imagining it’s her tugging my cock with her small, perfectly shaped soft hands. Her best friend was a beautiful young woman; mid-twenties, slim figure, small but pert breasts, a round tight arse and small delicate features. Flowing curls of blonde hair and twinkling blue eyes. Add a hot, sexy laugh to that; and a mind that was open enough to even laugh at the dirtiest of jokes. Sex hikayeleri She was caring, flirtatious; but she was taken. Trapped in a relationship with a bloke nearly old enough to be her dad. It was a loveless relationship. That was common knowledge. And the fact that he enjoyed relationships with men more than she did tore her insides to shreds. As for me, sex with the wife was off the menu. She no longer wanted to know. We were only young, and its not normal for a woman in her twenties to lose her sex drive altogether. I don’t know what I’ve done that’s so wrong. I guess she doesn’t want me anymore. She had called me, earlier that morning, to ask if I could be at her house and wait for the boilerman to fix her hot water, because work had called her in Sikiş hikayeleri at the last minute. I had planned a day of lazing around, doing nothing on my day off from work. Her voice was so sexy as she begged me. How could I say no to her?I arrived at her house a short while later. We passed in the doorway, as she was running out of the door. She kissed me on the cheek and said “Thanks.”She’d been gone for ages. I was all alone in the house, waiting for the bloody boilerman. Feeling a bit amorous, I wandered upstairs. I walked into her room, and saw her bedside dresser. I walked over to it and opened it. On the top of her clothes was a pink, stiff dildo, about 6 inches in length. It was still warm. That’s why she looked so hurried. Surely she hadn’t been thinking Erotik hikaye of me while she did it, though I hoped she had.I took out a pair of her french knickers. I wasn’t usually this guy, but I couldn’t help but sniff them. They smelt of her. I felt so dirty, and my cock had become rock hard in my trousers. I looked up to her bedside, and saw a photo of her, on her knees on the bed, wearing red lacey underwear. She looked gorgeous. Her husband really didn’t know what he was missing. This picture had been placed here for him. He just didn’t get it. He was too busy exploring his own sexuality. The fool.I could feel myself unzip my trousers and pull out my now pulsating member. The head had gone shiny and mauve, and I knew I had to tug it. I sniffed at her knickers. I fantasised about pulling these knickers to one side as I furiously shafted my cock inside her. I wanted to cum in these knickers, whether she was in them or not.I walked into the bathroom, still with cock in hand, her knickers and her photo frame.My eyes are closed.

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Hard @ Work (Episode One)

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I’m 18, I’ve just graduated high school and I have no plans of attending college. I mean, I could have went for basketball or boring ole academics [Laughs].You know what? Forget about all that, maybe I’ll go into further detail about why I didn’t go to college some other time.I’m here to tell you about what happened at the first job I’ve ever had. I know what you’re thinking… I’m 18 and never had a job, but the truth is, I wasn’t looking for one. The reason could be that I was too busy, focused on school and basketball, but I did take the time out to get my license. Now I’m driving around in my graduation present.My mom and dad both got me the car. Even though they’re having a rough time dealing with the fact that their marriage could soon be over. How do I feel Sex hikayeleri about them splitting up? I hate it. Thanks for your concern, by the way. No, honestly, I know that they both love me. Since I know that, I’m more at ease. Besides, I saw their marriage going downhill before they did, so I’m not really surprised they’re separated.Anyway, you didn’t come here to read about two people getting divorced, did you?You want to know why my story is called, “Hard @ Work”? Well, one reason for the title is because I was literally hard at work [Smirks]. Hey, I thought it was funny at the time, don’t judge me!The feeling came out of nowhere. My penis just begin to jump and I was thinking, “I really need to rub one out.”Don’t get me wrong, I like to Sikiş hikayeleri fuck, not make love or have sex, unless it’s with someone I love, but FUCK. To tell you the truth, I’ve only truly loved two people, which was my girlfriend, ever since 9th grade. Though we drifted apart at the end of junior year. I know what you’re thinking, it was all my fault, well fuck you! [Chuckles]. No seriously, it was no one’s fault. We both just decided to do our own thing. We’re still really good friends. Could there be a chance that we might get back together? Yes, most definitely, but not right now.My second love is this amazing woman name Carissa. She’s black and she’s Asian. By the way, my name is Tarrance James, but everyone calls me Jimmy. And no, I’m Erotik hikaye not going to tell you my surname. Now, Carissa is beautiful. She has a banging body. She’s petite and has a nice, well-rounded booty, that pokes out. She has soft, perfectly mounted titties, shapely C-Cups, that break into the barrier of D’s. Also, she’s very intelligent and knows how to play basketball fairly well. I’d like to think that I taught her some things, but sadly I didn’t. Oh yeah, she’s very goofy and did I mention she’s a phenomenal softball/baseball player?Carrie and I (when I say Carrie, I’m not talking about Carrie the movie. I’m talking about Carissa, or as she likes to be called, Carrie). Okay, back to what I was saying, Carrie and I have been together ever since the middle of 12th grade. We both known each other a lot longer though. You could say we’ve known each other since birth. She’s my best friend. There have been many moments when we could’ve engaged in a relationship, but it just never happened. I don’t know why.

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House Rules: Part Two

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Being waited upon, hand and foot, and having a live-in, volunteer slave both eager and willing to follow my commands did have its advantages. According to our house rules, most of them suggested by Josh, he was to handle all the domestic chores. He was to cook, clean, vacuum, and do the laundry. In fact, handsome, eagerly-submissive men should be issued to all single women.When I said, “Of course you shall, you little whore. I’d expect nothing less. Additionally, when we’re at home, you will wear only a pair of my soiled, used panties, because that’s the only way you’ll ever get into them,” my roommate nearly orgasmed in his pants.The other house rules outlined specifics of our new arrangement and how I would be addressed. When alone, I was to be addressed as Mistress Lilith or My goddess. If I was expected to dress up like a dominatrix vixen, Lilith seemed appropriate. Lillian doesn’t exactly strike fear and submission into the hearts of men.My parents sadistically named me Lillian. I was quickly demoted to Lillie, usually, Little Lillie, which was then abbreviated to “l’il Lil,” which I loathed. In my latter years of high school and part of college, I went by Lilith. To me, it represented a fiercely strong, independent woman, taking zero amount of shit from anyone. When I discovered that it was the go-to moniker for the Goths and some others, I just started saying, “call me, Lil.” However, Lil was not the sort to demean others and physically abuse them upon request, so Lilith reemerged.Josh’s desires astounded me, making me think that, perhaps, the way that bitch, Crystal, had treated him was by design. He wanted to be degraded; he truly got off being ridiculed as a pathetic piece of fuck-trash. Being commanded to serve my pleasures, whatever they may be, made him quiver and shake. Being forced to serve my horny lust, me demeaning him all the while, was my roommate’s heart’s desire.The word, “midnight,” was the agreed-upon safe word, Lilith’s preferred hour. I very unintentionally became his domineering owner; Josh wanted me to control him in every aspect of his life, at least in private. In public, we remained close, jovial friends. However, as soon as we were hidden from prying eyes, he dropped to his knees, prostrating himself before me, begging to be abused.While I was hesitant, at first, not knowing how to act or even if I wanted to act that way, it made me feel powerful, desired, sexy, and, somehow, fulfilled. Although I’d never have imagined it, being in control was arousing; whenever he submitted to me, which was constant, I’d get dripping horny. When I finally acquiesced to his constant begging to be whipped, beaten, and paddled, striking him with the flimsy toy whip from my Lion Tamer costume, my panties were drenched to the Sex hikayeleri point that I had to wring them out.That night, I let him lick the crotch of my panties clean while making him stare at my dripping cunt. Then, because I was feeling generous, I let him jack his cock into my panties while whipping and verbally degrading my roommate. I condescendingly ordered him to sleep with my soiled panties, as I didn’t need them, since I was going into my bedroom to masturbate, loudly. I did exactly that, screaming out my pleasures, fucking my overheated twat with the whip handle. Hearing his pathetic moans, knowing that the only thing he could do was lick and sniff my panties, gave me some of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had.The following morning, nothing was said, but Josh couldn’t meet my eyes.“Look at me, you worthless, pathetic slime,” I scolded, trying to not smile when he sheepishly raised his gaze to meet my eyes. “I’m going shopping, today, and you shall remain here.”“Yes, Mistress Lilith.”“By the time I get home, I demand that you have my panties and nightshirt hand washed, have dinner ready for me, movies picked out, and rum and popcorn ready to go.”“Yes, my goddess. What kind of movies?”“Types of movies, you worm. I want something good, sexy, and entertaining. I’ll be back around six.”“But, Mistress Lilith,” he pled with a wavering voice.I shot him a withering glare. “Yes, slave?”“What do you command your worthless toy to wear? You haven’t instructed your slave.”“Have you cleaned my panties from last night, the ones you shot your pathetic little wad into?”“Not yet, my goddess, it’s next on my chore list.”“Those will suffice. Don’t wash them, wear them dirty. If you’re good, then maybe I’ll beat you, tonight.”“Please, Mistress Lilith! I promise I’ll be good. Just promise me you’ll beat me hard.”I said, “Maybe. Be a good, pathetic fuck toy and we’ll see.”Josh was a good boy. Not only did he do all of his chores, but he prepared a spectacular meal and had everything perfect for me by the time I returned. I’d even picked up a little, leather paddle for later use.As I settled onto the couch, one leg extended, the other bent up to show my slave my soaking panties to lust over, he had my drink perfectly mixed, and popcorn at the ready. He even picked an intelligent, entertaining movie with hot sex scenes. The female lead was an assertive spy, using her feminine wiles to seduce her marks. It had hot action and hotter sex.Since he was well-behaved and pleased me, I permitted Josh to sit on the couch.“Rub my feet, you needle-dicked maggot.” His skin flushed red with excitement. “That feels good; that’s one thing you can at least do passably. Get my legs, too.”The movie got sexier, and my state of arousal surged higher and Sikiş hikayeleri higher. During a particularly hot love scene, without thinking, I slid my hand under my panties and gave my clit a little rub. The effect on Josh was amazing. He stopped and stared, his mouth open, little whimpers escaping it.“I didn’t tell you to stop, you little pervert. You may look, but don’t stop massaging me. Keep your worthless hands in motion.”“Yes, Mistress.” I let his lack of addressing me as Lilith pass, for the moment.My pussy was so wet, that I decided to finger myself to completion. There was no reason for me to stop; Josh wanted to be treated like property, and I’d masturbated in front of material possessions before. However, I was feeling more cruel and empowered than usual.Rather than just stroke my clit, I pulled the crotch of my panties aside, eliciting tortured moans from my friend. Two of my fingers thrust into my soaked hole, horny sounds emanating. I just leaned back, loving the feeling of his hands on my legs, his hot breath warming my skin, and my fingers buried in my cunt, I watched the movie, approaching orgasm.“You’ve been good, you may lick my pussy, worm.”“Thank you,” Josh cried, immediately positioning himself between my legs. His tongue was hot and wet against my heated wetness, sending shivers of pleasure up my spine. “Your pleasure is my command.”“That’s it, you pathetic shit. Lick my fucking cunt with your worthless tongue. At least it’s bigger than your tiny, little cock. You’re nothing more than a fuck toy, here to make me cum; so, do it. Fucking suck my clit, you little man-whore.”My hands sought and grabbed two handfuls of his immaculate hair, forcefully pulling his face into my dripping slit. “That’s it; that’s it. Don’t stop. I don’t care if you suffocate, because you’re worthless garbage. Fucking lick me.”A back-bending orgasm ripped through me, curling my toes and making me scream. My thighs locked around his head, holding him in place. “Keep licking, you fucking, worthless piece of shit, and I’ll spank you, later.”He must have licked me to four orgasms that night, and the more I belittled Josh, the more aroused he became. Paddling his eager ass was a learning experience, as it took me more than a few swats to find the intensity that he enjoyed the most. When I found the force that made him beg for more, I wailed on his ass, letting the blows fly.“Now, take my soaked panties and cum in them, you little fuck.”Three sound blows resonated through the living room, his squeals of both pain and delight following.“Do you know why you’re not allowed to do anything but whack off?”“Because I’m your little, panty-wearing slave who only deserves to serve you, Mistress Lilith.”“That’s right, you scum.” More blows Erotik hikaye came as he furiously jacked his throbbing cock. I had to laugh at the sight of him, on his one hand and knees, his other hand pumping his shaft.“You’re a worthless worm,” my paddle struck hard with each syllable. “You’re fucking pathetic, barely good enough to lick my cunt.”“I’m cumming, Mistress Lilith,” Josh screamed. His body convulsed with release, moans, which I allowed, coming out in gasps.After that night, I felt much more comfortable being sexual around him. Of course, we talked things out, like the friends we were, the next day. It was all in my hands.“First off, Josh, this steak is perfect,” I complimented him over dinner. “Secondly, is actual sex part of your fantasies, or is this all you want?”“If my goddess, Mistress Lilith, deems me worthy to pledge her my cock to use and control, I would willingly please you.”I took that as a ‘yes.’Later that night, I let him beg me to use his cock for my pleasure. Knowing that he wanted cruelty and denial, I denied him the pleasure of his slightly impressive cock in my hot, juicy cunt.“You haven’t earned the privilege of fucking me, maggot, have you?”“No, my goddess, I’m a pathetic little slut with a tiny dick.”“Keep licking my pussy, my dirty, little slut. Make me cum.”“I’ve been your good slave, Mistress Lilith. Please let me fuck you.”“No, worm! After you make me cum, I’m going to go to the nightclub and find a real man to fuck me.”“Yes, my goddess. I’m not worthy, I know.”“When I get home, you may listen at my door while, but you are not allowed to touch me with your shriveled-up excuse for a cock.”After I let him give me a few orgasms, I put my sexy panties back on, after he licked my nectar from the crotch, and went out. Regretfully, there weren’t any men that caught my eye, so I went shopping at the local adult store and found a big paddle. I just knew that Josh would jizz himself over it.Still, I kept my word and let him listen at my door as I masturbated furiously, fucking my aching cunt with the bulbous end of the paddle. I even gave my thighs a few swats, with both sides, so I knew how much force to exert when I punished him as a reward for being a good, little slut.When I finished fucking my pussy, I called out. “For tomorrow night, I want my black, leather boots spit-shined. I have something special in mind. Did you get off hearing my moans of pleasure, knowing that you could never please me like that?”“Yes, my goddess. Thank you, Mistress Lilith.”Over breakfast, a very well-prepared ham and cheese omelet, I presented him with a gift. “Although you’re a pathetic, little cunt with a tiny cock, you’ve been serving me well,” I scolded. “You may now wear this collar to demonstrate your devotion to your mistress.”He eagerly took the collar, “Owned” embossed on a shiny, steel plate riveted to it and put it on, thanking me.“Now, you dirty, little pervert, once you finish your chores for the day, you may dress in street clothes and go out and enjoy the day…”

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Judit and I went to the same class in school, we’ve known each other since we were kids. We were both the quiet, live-and-let-live types. This is why, even though we both noticed the other, and even flirted with the idea of talking to the other in school, we missed each other. She was tall with a cute smile, and even back then I noticed her shapely butt.Time passed. She went to high school in our hometown, I moved abroad with my family. Without Facebook and other social media at the time, we lost touch. I got married, had a child, divorced, re-married, moved abroad again. She got married, had a child, went through a lot of personal things.With the advent of Facebook, we reconnected again, although we didn’t talk too much. You know, friends from the past, now online friends situation. And then one day, I sent her a PM, and she replied, we talked, and with her back in our hometown and me on the other side of the world, we started e-mailing. We talked about the past decades, our experiences, and life at our old school. Lengthy e-mails went back and forth every other week or so for a couple of years.I did not have a chance to visit my hometown, so we had to make do with just a couple of pictures. When she sent me her first current picture, I was stunned. Her smile was just as cute and she looked fantastic. I sent her a couple of compliments and a few flirty lines, and she picked up immediately. We both felt safe, I guess, with the thousands of miles between us.And then a situation presented itself where I had to travel back home. I knew I had to see her. Once my business affairs were in order, I gave her a call. I have not heard her voice in thirty-five years. It was obviously more mature, but still as silky quiet as back in school. She was pleasantly surprised, and our conversation just flowed so naturally. She was still at work but asked if I wanted to join her for dinner. Her son was spending the night at a friend’s place and her offer of a home-cooked meal sounded too inviting to pass up. And yes, I already had more intimate thoughts – her voice, her smile, the memory of her shapely ass. How could I not?I arrived at her place at 7 PM with a bottle of red wine she mentioned in one of her e-mails, and a small bouquet of Matthiola Incanas. These little pink flowers with their spicy cinnamon and clove scent symbolize beauty that doesn’t fade with time. It felt like the perfect flower.As the door opened, she stood there in a Pink Floyd t-shirt, jeans, barefoot, and the same cute smile that made me look her way back in school.”Hiiii!” came her excited greeting, followed by a hug and two kisses on the cheeks. With my hands full, I just enjoyed her hug and smile. As she let go and invited me in, she was shocked at the red wine. She didn’t think I would remember. The flowers required some explanation, and her blush was a welcome sight.She looked fantastic. Visiting the gym, on and off, as her single-parent schedule permitted, kept her in incredible shape. Medium-sized, firm breasts gave the “Dark Side of the Moon” prism an inviting curve, and her long legs accented her shapely butt even further. And even her eyes were smiling. She was such a sight.She gave me a quick tour of her place. Do people show their master bedroom and en-suite bathrooms during these tours? Were these signs? After the tour, I opened the wine, and we sat down on the couch in the living room. She put on a playlist, and we talked for over an hour – school days, marriages, kids, work, politics. Topic followed topic as we Sex hikayeleri moved to the dinner table. She prepared a perfect lightweight dish, followed by an orange soufflé with a rather strong taste of orange liqueur. And we just talked and talked and talked, and it did not look like we would run out of topics.After we cleared the table, we moved back to the living room and continued sharing the last thirty-five years of our lives with some more wine. Soon, the wine was gone, and we switched to the leftover orange liqueur. I brought the bottle in from the kitchen, sat down on the couch facing her and poured a little into her glass. As I leaned closer, our knees touched. It was just a split second. Much less than the hug at the door. And yet it sent a shock through both of us. Our eyes locked simultaneously, but in a second, she was looking down at her glass. I could not look away.The playlist in the background switched to Pink Floyd’s “Comfortably Numb”, and just as Gilmour sang ‘Nod if you can hear me’, she looked back up at me. Our eyes locked again and there was just a tiny, barely noticeable nod from her. I placed my glass of liqueur on the coffee table and reached for her hand. There was a moment of hesitation, but she let me caress her hand. Her skin was soft, and I closed my eyes for a second as my fingers ran over the back of her hand. I carefully took her glass, put it next to mine, and took her hands in mine. Her skin was on fire. Was it the liqueur? Everything seemed to slow down. Or maybe, while we both saw where the road was leading, we were very careful taking the first step from the side of the road.She took the first step. Without removing her hands from mine, she leaned closer, put her head on my shoulder, and touched her lips to my neck. I closed my eyes and felt a slight tremble. I let go of one of her hands and ran my fingers through her soft hair. We sat like this for long minutes. I was caressing her head and her neck, while feeling her hot breath on my neck. Turning my head sideways, I looked at her, and as she raised her head, our lips met for the first time. After thirty-five years, we kissed. After thirty-five years, the truth was out. Two very shy kids who never found the courage to talk to each other were finally able to express what they truly felt.Her lips were soft and when our tongues met, our bodies tensed. We were slowly, carefully feeling each other up. Her hands ran up and down my head, my neck, my chest, and she was enjoying my hands all over her body. As our tongues danced, we pulled closer and closer to each other, until she was sitting in my lap. I pulled her close, our bodies pressed against each other. Her breasts squeezed against my chest, her legs wrapped around my waist, and our tongues went from a slow “Drive” by The Cars rhythm to an “Is This Love” by Whitesnake dance. Her kiss tasted as good as her skin smelled. She was everything I could ever imagine and more. She sat in my lap, and we kissed through “Can’t Fight This Feeling”, “You’re My Best Friend”, “More Than A Feeling”, and “Why Can’t This Be Love”. By the time Sammy finished his song, I was sure she could feel my raging hard-on through her jeans and mine, just as I could feel her nipples piercing holes into my chest. She broke our kiss, caressed my face, and as she got up from my lap, pulled me off the couch to follow her. I followed her through the small passage to her bedroom.A small bedside lamp lit the bedroom, providing mood lighting fitting the unfolding Sikiş hikayeleri action. Standing by her bed, she turned around and we continued our passionate kissing. I pulled her close and my hands were all over her body. And even as we kissed, we started undressing each other. Our t-shirts came over our heads, followed by a small bra she had on, and immediately we pulled each other close again, finally skin on skin. Her breasts were handfuls, perky, she clearly kept them in shape. For minutes, we just stood there in the dim light, holding each other, enjoying the natural warmth.I reached down, unbuttoned her jeans and, breaking our hug, crouched to push them to her ankles. As she stepped out of her jeans, I could clearly smell the sweet scent of her pussy through the tiny thong she had on. She was obviously prepared for what was happening. She ran her fingers through my hair, and with eyes closed, she pulled my face closer between her legs. The small, see-through fabric barely hid anything, but the clearly visible wet patch indicated her arousal. I pushed my nose against the wetness and immediately got lost in the heavenly scent.Although I could’ve stayed there for hours, I stood up and started to unbutton my jeans. She shoved my hands aside, almost tore the button off, pushed my jeans to the ground and knelt in front of me. With eyes closed, she leaned close to my hard-on, still held back in my briefs. She gently caressed the outline of my cock and playfully grabbed my ass with her other hand. At that point, I didn’t even realize the small wet spot on my briefs. She did and her soft kiss on it drove me crazy.She stood up, caressed my face and slowly started pushing my briefs down. In kind, I was already working on removing her panties. As the underwear fell to the floor, we stood there naked, pulling each other close again. For the first time, nothing stood between us. My cock pressed against her belly, her breasts squeezed between us, our hands explored every square inch of skin on the other’s body. She gently caressed my cock, her soft skin almost made me cum. My fingers slid over her cleanly shaved mound, between her thighs, over her drenched lips. A soft moan left her lips and her caress of my cock turned into a tighter grip. She slowly turned around, pushed her shapely ass against my cock, and slowly walked into the bathroom. I could’ve watched her walk, her ass shaking, for hours.I followed her into the bathroom where she already started the water in the spacious shower stall. Just as I got behind her, she opened the glass stall door and stepped in. The warm water running over her sexy body, getting her hair wet was mesmerizing. I just stood there, frozen with a hard-on. She ran her fingers through her long, wet hair and smiled at me.”Coming?” she asked. Almost.I stepped in after her and closed the door. Steam quickly started to fill up the shower stall. I wrapped my arms around her, my body pressed against hers.  The hot water rained down on us, and although it covered up the sweet taste of her skin, I could not stop kissing her shoulders, her neck. I cupped her breasts, they fit perfectly in the palms of my hands. She moaned softly as I carefully squeezed them and gently pinched her erect nipples. I could’ve stayed in that position forever, but she distracted me from that image by reaching back and gently stroking my cock. The softness of her fingers, the hot water, the steam, her body pressed against mine, it was perfect. My hands slipped down from Erotik hikaye her breasts, over her stomach and her mound, back between her legs. She shuddered, as my finger touched her clit. But I did not stop there, I had to feel her hot wetness, and slowly, carefully slipped a finger inside her pussy. Tight, hot, incredibly wet. She dropped her head, leaned forward a little and supported herself with one hand against the shower stall wall.How could I resist such an offering? I crouched, then sat behind her, grabbed her sexy ass cheeks, and gently bit one, then the other. She giggled and turned around, placing her perfectly shaved pussy just an inch from my face. Her lips were puffy and I could bet that not all the wetness was from the shower. I reached around, grabbed her ass and pulled her even closer, until my nose touched her clit. She tried to grab something and ended up just leaning against the wall as her legs shook and almost fell. Good thing I was grabbing her ass cheeks. She smelled incredible, and as my tongue touched her lips, I immediately got lost in her taste. I inched even closer, burying my face in her sex. My tongue ran slow circles around her lips, ever so slightly deeper and deeper with every circle, all the while not letting go of her ass. Judit lowered herself a little, almost sitting on my face and just as she looked down at me, I looked back up at her. Seeing her smile between her breasts and the pleasure in her eyes turned me on more than anything. I wanted more of her. I wanted all of her. I let go of her ass, cupped her breasts, and she immediately grabbed my hands, squeezing my fingers as my tongue explored from her clit, between her lips, across her perineum, and stopping just before her anus. As my tongue slipped between her lips, she let go of one hand and grabbed my hair, pulling my head tight against her pussy.”God… please… more,” she moaned, her hips beginning to gyrate over my face. Her movements got faster and faster, and she pushed her clit over my mouth. As I licked and sucked on her clitoris, I slowly slipped two fingers into her dripping, hot, tight pussy. A quiet yelp filled the shower stall, followed by an “oh fuck”, barely audible over the running water. It got harder to breathe, but I kept licking and fingering her, until that moment when she almost tore a handful of my hair out, as her body shook, her muscles contracted and gripped my fingers, and her pulsating pussy squirted her sweet juices over my face and into my mouth. Her shaking subsided, I pulled my finger out of her hot wetness and stood up. Still on wobbly legs, I wrapped my arms around her and ran my hand through her wet hair. She looked up at me smiling, kissed me, and gave my rock-hard cock a gentle squeeze.For the next half hour, we bathed each other without a word. I ran the foamy loofah sponge all over her body, from her neck, across and all over her breasts, between her legs, all the way down to her toes. When she was all covered in bubbles, I ran the shower head on soft settings from top to bottom, washing her clean. I only turned up the water pressure when I passed between her thighs, which made her giggle. She then took the loofah and covered me in soap bubbles. I had to close my eyes and lean against the wall when she wrapped the loofah around my cock and gently, ever so slowly caressed it up and down. She had me turn around so she could wash my back, but her true intentions surfaced when she knelt “to wash my legs” but ended up leaning close and running her tongue down my spine, between my ass cheeks, over my anus. My shiver, momentary tensing, and loud sigh brought a smile to her face. But she did wash my legs. After rinsing me down, sharing a long, passionate kiss, and drying each other, we walked into her bedroom.

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I press my palms to my ears attempting to block the deafening noises in my head. They keep screaming your name and I don’t know how to make them stop.Sitting alone in the silent room, the walls close up on me as I struggle to deny the obvious need in my body. My eyes fall on the picture wall, my smiling face staring back at me from a framed photograph. I notice my husband’s arms wrapped around my waist and the evident happiness on our faces. However, my mind refuses to remember the promises I made to him, it keeps wandering back to you.My heart is restless as I sink to the couch, my emotions sinking with me. I close my eyes with a new determination and promise myself to keep these ridiculous thoughts at bay before I do something stupid and reckless.The doorbell rings, a welcome distraction to help me with my resolve. I brush the crinkles off my cotton summer dress and pull the door open.My heart skips a beat to unexpectedly find you standing at the door. The universe is playing tricks on me. Why else would it send you to my door when I am overflowing with my need for you?”Why aren’t you answering my calls?” you snap. You look tense, your eyebrows furrowed and lips pressed tightly with annoyance.”There is nothing left to talk about, I am married and so are you.” My eyes beg you to leave.”You can’t just stop taking my calls Sex hikayeleri like that, my dear,” your voice softens with concern.”I don’t know what else to do,” I close my eyes, trying to hide the anguish in them.”You know I care for you, don’t you?” you ask, grabbing both my arms tightly, and stepping inside my house.”Stop caring for me. That makes me feel things I shouldn’t.” The sharp tone of my voice surprises us both.You take your hands away immediately and step back. I notice the hurt in your eyes. The muscles in your face tighten, showing the struggle you’re going through. Running your fingers through your thick blonde hair, you take a deep breath.”I just want you to be okay. Can you promise me just that?””I am not okay,” I whisper, looking at my feet. “No matter how hard I try, I can’t get enough of you. Nothing gives me the serotonin rush anymore. I keep waiting for this feeling to pass, like a phase. But it gets deeper and deeper.”My eyes dive into yours, wondering if you share the sentiment.”Will you let me in, please? I just want to sit with you until you feel better.” You sigh.With a small nod, I lead you to the living room and we sit on the sofa together.You and I have never been intimate. At least, the kind of physical intimacy that the world understands. Being alone in a room with Sikiş hikayeleri you feels strange and new.However, we do share a deeper intimacy that is impossible to put into words. Over the last few months, you have become my closest confidant and my support system. We felt an instant connection, the kind where you could complete my sentences and sense my feelings even when you weren’t around me physically.After a while, it was pointless to pretend that it was just a platonic relationship when we were undeniably drawn to each other. An attraction that defied logic started reflecting in our dialogues, and casual conversations turned into steamy messages and innuendos. Last night, the guilt of having such confusing feelings for another man got the best of me and I stopped responding to your messages and answering your calls.I never imagined you would come over to check up on me. I feel secretly elated, but confused and sinful at the same time.The sun shines through the French windows, golden streaks glistening on your sleek blonde hair. They make your eyes sparkle more than usual, expressing an eagerness but also deep distress. I can barely stop myself from pulling you in a tight hug and making all your worries go away.My strong, composed exterior is slipping away as the vulnerability seeps in. Lately, Erotik hikaye you’ve offered a safe space where I feel comfortable being exposed. Being strong can get exhausting at times and I am frequently drawn to you and your safe space.Looking at you, I notice your guards are down as well; you are unarmed for the first time in front of me. The faith we have in each other makes my heart melt.”I am sorry! You must have been worried to have shown up at my doorstep in the middle of the day.” I say.”Don’t be sorry, I understand why you did what you did.” You run your fingers through my dark hair and tug at my chin, pulling me close slightly. I dive into your eyes, while they try to explore mine.The sane voices in my head seem to slowly fade away as my silly, needy heart takes over. I can’t help the growing desire in my body; it pulls me to you like a moth to a flame. Those last few inches between our lips are monumental. We both know that there is no coming back after that. After that first kiss, it will be impossible to behave.My palm, pressed firmly to your chest, can feel your heart thumping wildly. Your proximity is driving me insane, electric excitement running through my nerves. I can feel your breath on my face, warm and fuzzy.You finally cross the threshold, and our lips touch for the first time. Just a soft caress that feels like a mind-numbing sensation. I close my eyes and part my lips, inviting you in. Your lips kiss mine lightly, yet, it sucks the air out of my lungs. You gradually slip your tongue inside my mouth, making me moan, sending shivers across my skin.

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