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Saturday. I love Saturdays. You got to wake up late and enjoy a long shower. After that you lay on the couch, scratching your balls while watching Star Trek reruns or playing fighting video games. No job to attend to, and I since have the habit of going on all necessary errands for the week-end on Wednesday afternoon, I have nothing else to do than to shout to the world, “Fuck Off!”

What I also love about Saturdays is that you can take time to prepare a meal fit for a king. Don’t misunderstand me, I also cook on weekdays, but since I am tired from work, I keep it simple. But on Saturday, I like to make myself a hell of a lunch. My roommates are usually gone for the weekend, so I’m free to fill the apartment in any scent I want.

I remember one Saturday in particular. It was for me an “Asian” day. I was planning Vietnamese nems and Japanese sushis for starters, followed by Pekingese lacquered duck. The dessert was Tatin pie. I know it’s not Asian but I’m a sucker for apple and cinnamon.

I was wrapping a sheet of rice paste around an elegant arrangement of shrimp, finely cut vegetables and coriander when I realized I hadn’t enough rice vinegar for preparing the sushi rice. Lucky me, there is a small Japanese grocery a few blocks away from my place. I checked the pie and the oven temperature: plenty of time to go. I took my keys, put on an old Motorhead T-shirt and rolled myself a cigarette before going down the stairs. Once at the entrance hall, I saw that some furniture was stocked there and that the front door was open. ‘Well,’ I said to myself, ‘someone must be moving in that flat below mine.’

I stepped outside, lit my cigarette and noticed a van parked nearby. Its rear doors seemed open and someone was unloading stuff, but I didn’t paid much attention as my destination was on the opposite direction. Once at the grocery, I quickly bought a bottle of rice vinegar, and stopped at an all-night booze shop to get a fresh beer before returning home.

I was walking up the stairs, sipping my beer when I heard some noise coming from above. Two flights of stairs later I was greeted with the sight of a nice female backside. Well nice was an understatement. Perfect was the term. Enclosed in tight black pants, her buttocks were perfectly round, small yet leading to curvy and feminine hips, no signs of panty line spoiling the heavenly sight. Following below was a splendid set of thighs, well defined and just full enough to be sexy without looking to fat nor too thin. Her pants were cut knee high, so I could see the smooth calves beneath them, well toned yet not too much muscular. Her skin was rosy. and look as soft as a baby’s. Stepping out of my reverie, I looked up. The girl who possessed this impressing body was wearing a white T-shirt and had short, raven black hair. She was petite, about five feet four, and her figure was to die for. Her waist was slim, with just enough curves to make it look soft as a baby.

She was trying to push a chest of drawers up the stairs, and was definitively having problems with it.

“Need some help?” I said when my brain processed the situation.

“I could use a hand,” she replied, out of breath.

She rotated her body while letting a hand on the piece of furniture, and I wish I could tell you I saw her face at the moment, but my eyes caught on with her perfect breasts before that. They looked gorgeous on her, just a little bigger for her figure than I expected, but that was a good thing. They were full and stood proud on her chest, and her T-shirt hung close to her body due to perspiration, giving me an outline of a bra I visualized white and lacy.

Then I saw her face, round and plump as a baby, with gorgeous big blue eyes emphasized with soft blue eye shadow. She wore a light touch of lip gloss, and she had the most wonderful genuine yet mysterious smile I’d ever seen. I quickly put down my beer and my bottle of vinegar and rushed to hold the chest of drawers, but I was unable to push it forward as its base was caught in a step.

“Hold it there, I’m gonna lift it from the other side,” I told her as I climbed the stairs past the piece of furniture. I quickly grabbed its base, then lifted and pulled at it at the same time, thanking the work out I’ve been doing recently after my graduation. With a few more efforts, we finally had the chest in front of her door.

“Thank you. I was going to let it slide down the stairs if you hadn’t arrived.” She was red from the effort, and took deep breaths while wiping her forehead.

“You’re welcome,” I said, panting a little bit but trying not to show it. Then I realized my Tatin pie was going to burn like hell if I didn’t shut the oven off.

“Shit!” I ran up the stairs and arrived at my apartment. Hopefully, the pie hadn’t burnt, so I opened the oven door, inhaling the cinnamon and apple aromas flowing from it. At this moment I realized I had left a damsel in distress two flights of stairs below and made an ass of myself, so I rushed back there. Hopefully, the girl was still there.

“Sorry I ran like that, comment backlink but I had a pie in the oven,” I said, mentally kicking myself for saying something that stupid.

She raised an eyebrow after I made a complete fool of myself. For a second, I wanted to shrink down to nothingness or be engulfed into a black hole, but then the cutest smile enlightened her face. She chuckled then said, winking, “For a moment I thought I scared the hell out of you.”

“Not at all,” I answered, relieved.

A strong apple scent started to fill the air since I had left my door and the oven open.

“Smells good,” she said.

“Sure does,” I replied, casually walking down the stairs and taking my beer and vinegar. “I was fixing myself some lunch when I had to run an errand,” I added, before taking a sip of my beer.

“A cooking man … What a rare sight.”

“Well, I always loved cooking, and now that I work and can afford healthy stuff, I don’t really deprive myself. Junk food is fine during college, but now I have time to cook. Especially on Saturdays.”

“Why ‘especially on Saturdays’?”

“Let’s just say that this is my ‘über cooking’ day. I take the time to make myself a killer meal”

She laughed, “You’re so lucky. I’m an awful cook; all I’m able to prepare is microwaved meals and overcooked pastas.”

“It’s not that hard once you get to it,” I said, smiling. “Do you have other heavy stuff to lift?”

“No, that was the big bastard. The rest I can take care of.” She paused. “That really smells good. What is it, apple pie?”

“Nope. Tatin pie. It’s a French recipe. Basically, you cook apples with a lot of cinnamon for about an hour, then pour the paste in a big dish, then cover it with pastry. It’s a sort of inverted pie.”

“Sounds really good,” she said, looking hungry.

I wasn’t going to pass the opportunity. “If you want, you can come to my apartment once you’re finished. I never eat it entirely in one time anyways.”

“I can’t say ‘no’ to that, can’t I?” she answered me.

“See you later then.”

“Later.”

‘Wow,’ I said to myself, ‘that’s some girl.’

I returned to my cooking and put on some music. Liv Kristine’s sweet voice came out of the speakers as I finished the nems and prepared the seasoning for the sushi rice. After about an hour, the sushis and nems were done and the duck and its sauce were slowly cooking. I opened a bottle of Bourgogne Aligoté from the fridge and laid the food and drink on the large TV table. I loaded videos from the last Korean Soul Calibur tournament from my PC to the TV and watched video game characters beating each other up with blunt and sharp weapons, enjoying the tactics used and figuring the input controls in my head.

I was taking a red tuna sushi with my chopsticks when I heard a knock on my door. ‘Already?’ I thought. I open the door and saw her tiny frame and smiling face. ‘You fucking dork!’ I thought. I didn’t even know her name, neither had I told her mine.

“Hi, uuhh,” I mumbled. I could have beaten myself with a stick at the moment. “Sorry I don’t even know your name. I’m Will.” I extended my hand.

“And I’m Ariel,” she said, shaking my hand.

“Come in. I’m afraid the pie hasn’t cooled off enough yet but if you’re hungry I’ve got some stuff ready.”

She followed me to the living room and I remembered the Soul Calibur videos were still playing. What a nerd…

“I …”

“You play Soul Calibur 4? Cool!”

“Yeah, actually those are championship videos from Korea. Some great stuff is played there.”

“Wow! Has Ivy undergone breast surgery after the last opus?”

“Sure looks like it… Maybe since the Bandai-Namco fusion they hired some Team Ninja designers.”

“Maybe …” she said, grinning. Did she acted out or did Ariel actually understood my nerdy references?

“Uh, I’ve got some nems and sushis if you want. Do you drink wine?”

“This looks delicious. And yes I’d like some wine.”

I got to the kitchen and grabbed a glass. We sat on the couch and talked about video games while eating. It turned out that her knowledge of fighting video games was genuine and came from her brother, who taught her a lot of tricks. We ended by enjoying all the meal together, from the entrées to the dessert. When we finished the Tatin pie, she said

“I’m stuffed. I think I ate for three days.”

“Me too,” I said, taking a sip of wine. “Wanna play Soul Calibur?”

“Alright!”

I fired up the video game system and we played some rounds and I was pleased to see that she was not a newbie. We exchanged taunts and comments on our hits and we were soon very comfortable around each other.

“Take THIS!” I yelled as my character (Nightmare) impaled hers (Talim) on the ground and summoned lightning on his sword.

“Fuck you! I’m gonna make you pay!” A few attacks later, Talim had Nightmare on a hold and gave him a hard blow of her tonfa on his balls.

“Woaaaa! You little minx I’m gonna blow you outta here!”

The comment backlink Botu round finished as Nightmare shoved Talim in a lava pit with his sword.

“Ring Out!” I cried.

“Shit! That must be because of her peroxide blonde hair-dying. I can’t stand it. I want a rematch, and this time, I’m gonna kick your ass!”

“Okay, but I’ll play subtly this time. I’ll take Setsuka”

“And I’m gonna take a good character. I’m taking X.”

“It’s gonna be tough …” Setsuka was quick, but the odds were against me facing Xianghua, alias the Witch, a fast and powerful character with crazy, almost magical escapes. Hence her nickname. We fought hard, but I was saved by my better knowledge of the battle mechanics of the game and won a tight three-two.

“Well played,” Ariel said. She took a look at her watch. “Shit, my boyfriend’s coming to pick me up in two hours! I gotta run!”

Of course… What was I thinking? Such a hot babe, liking fighting video games and speaking nerd fluently? Either she was an alien, or she was taken.

“Well, any time,” I said, concealing my disappointment and keeping a warm tone. “If you wanna come by and play video games, my door’s always open!” I felt so comfortable around her and really liked her personality. Even if she was taken, I had the feeling we still could be good friends.

“Okay, bye!”

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We continued to hang around each other for the next month, playing fighting games, laughing. I taught her a few recipes of mine that were simple yet delicious, and introduced her to my roommates. Being geeks like me, they liked her gamer side and she was quickly a regular guest in our mini tournaments.

We became great friends and introduced each other to our respective interests in music, literature and cinema. She was very witty and we spend long time discussing politics and news and anything. We also created our personal game we called cyni-news, which consisted in watching FOX News then commenting the stories as cynically as we could. We often had to resort to exterior refereeing by my roommates to determine the winner. We exchanged our share of cutting remarks during those games, often ending arguments with false fights and insult battles. She was truly a wonderful person and I cherished our friendship.

That friendship got tested soon enough. Let me explain.

One Saturday evening, I was slacking on the Internet when I heard:

***KNOCK! KNOCK!***

I opened the door and before me was a very disheveled and drunk Ariel.

“What happened?” I asked in genuine concern.

“That fucking son of a bitch!” she spat while staggering to me. I held her and led her to the couch. Her breath was reeking of vodka, and I could guess that she drank a lot of it.

“Tell me,” I said.

“My boyfriend… He cheated on me!” she yelled. “I trusted the bastard, but I’m through with him now.!”

‘What an asshole,’ I thought. I wanted to find him and beat the shit out of him for hurting Ariel.

“But I’ll have my revenge,” she added.

She looked into my eyes, exhaled a long, alcohol-filled breath then softly asked, “Will, do you think I’m pretty?” in a low but drunken tone.

I didn’t knew where this was going, so I decided to play it safe. “Of course you are. But you are also pretty drunk. Stay there, I’m gonna get you something that help your stomach survive this.”

“Will.” She took my hand as I was standing. “Did you ever think of something happening between us?”

I’m a lot of things, but I’m not one to take advantage of a drunken girl, even if she is the most beautiful one in a two hundred miles radius. I continued on the safe side, speaking slowly.

“Yes, I have, but not like this. I’d never want ‘this’ to happen because of someone else or because of alcohol. Your friendship means too much to me to ruin it like the first dork thinking with his dick. Now let me get you something you won’t regret in the morning.” I said this last sentence with a sad tone in my voice. Ariel was not in my league. She could never be. But at least she was my friend, and that was important enough for me not to blow it up.

I poured some bicarbonate in a glass of water and stirred the solution. I came back to the living room and I saw Ariel sinking in the couch, her eyes half closed. Putting a hand behind her neck, I made her drink the distasteful mix then laid her on the couch. After waiting a few minutes to be sure she didn’t threw up, I carried her in my arms to her room and put her limp body in the bed. I took off her shoes, then drew a blanket over her.

“Sweet dreams, Ariel,” I whispered as I got to my apartment.

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“Now let me get you something you won’t regret in the morning.” I heard in my dream. In this dream, Ariel was advancing towards me, smiling. But she walked past me like I didn’t even existed and ended in the arms of faceless guy. “Fuck!” I said when I woke up.

I had taken my shower and was fixing some comment backlink Programı breakfast in my robe when I heard:

***KNOCK! KNOCK!***

I opened the door, and saw the Ariel I was used to. She wore a yellow T-shirt with a butterfly logo and jeans. She had a short lock of stray hair hanging on the left side of her face, giving her a very sexy look.

“Hey, Will”

“Hi. Feeling better?”

“Yeah.” Followed an awkward silence. “You know, about yesterday, I …”

“It’s okay, there’s no need to apologize. That’s what’s friends are for.”

She took a deep breath and said, “I want to thank you. For all you did. Or did not for that matters. Yesterday I was so drunk and angry I could have jumped your bones.”

My groin responded at this statement and I had to readjust myself not to lose my composure.

She continued, “I was weak and you held me up. Besides, I don’t know what awful stuff you made me drink, but my stomach feels okay.” A smile started to appear on her face.

“Bicarbonate. Nothing better for the tummy when you get wasted.” I smiled back, “Come, I’ve got bread rolls in the oven for breakfast. And no doubt a good cup of tea will help you start the day!”

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Life got back the way it was, and we didn’t discuss much the ‘incident’. A few weeks later, I was sitting at my computer at work when my boss came in my office.

“Hey there Will.”

“Good morning Mr. Hallbert.”

“Like you know, we had a killer quarterly result, and the manager is throwing a dinner next week. You will be expected, you did a very good job with those analysis.”

“Thank you Sir, I’ll be honored.”

“Good. I already booked two places for you and your girlfriend at Ermando’s.” He went out as quickly as he came.

Girlfriend? I was with Erin when I joined the company, but it didn’t last long. I supposed that he thought I was still with her. Shit. Ermando’s was one of the most expensive restaurants in town, and I was fairly sure Mr. Hallbert told the manager I was coming with an escort. How was I going to handle the situation? Then a silly idea came to my mind. A very silly one.

***KNOCK! KNOCK!***

Ariel opened her door.

“Hey Will. Nice to see you.”

“Hi Ariel.”

I looked down, then took a deep breath. “I have a favor to ask you.”

“Anything for you,” she teased.

I looked at her nervously. “Come on, spit it out,” she said.

I had planned this moment many times in my head, yet my words weren’t those I prepared. “My manager is throwing a dinner at a fancy restaurant next week, and I’m expected to come accompanied. I wondered if you could be my escort.”

“How is that you are to come with someone?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

I fumbled, “Well … I was dating someone a few month ago when I got my job, but we’re not together any more, but my boss extrapolated that I was still …”

“It’s okay. I’ll come with you. Besides, I owe you one,” she said in a cheery, reassuring tone. “When is that dinner taking place?”

I was taken aback by her quick response. “Uhh … Next Friday at eight.”

After that, we came back to our routine. Nevertheless, I pondered a long time whether she considered I had asked her a favor or on a date, but I couldn’t come up with an answer. So I decided to wait and see what would happen on Friday night.

***KNOCK! KNOCK!***

I heard Ariel’s voice through the door, “I’m not ready yet, come back in five minutes!”

One thing I knew for sure about women is that they sometimes slip in an alternate universe where time is contracted relative to ours. I came back to my apartment and waited for about a quarter of an hour. I took the time to adjust my outfit in front of the mirror. I was wearing my old tuxedo from my college days, yet I filled it well. It has always been too wide for me, but now that I was doing some sports it looked almost custom-made. Cleanly shaved, tanned face, well-combed dark brown hair and contact lenses over my dark eyes … ‘Not bad for a geek,’ I thought, thanking my part Latin origins.

I got down the stairs and this time Ariel’s door opened before I could knock. And what a sight I was greeted with! My jaw dropped to the floor as my eyes looked up and down her body.

She was wearing a black satin cocktail dress, with sewn golden floral patterns on the hem line, which was half thigh high. The garment hugged her round hips like a glove, and some Chinese characters were sewn in glossy black threads on the midsection. To complete the heavenly sight, the neck line was cut so that it was shaped like a downwards ‘S’. Starting on her right shoulder, a thin strap held the dress, broadening at the collarbone to hold a rose ornament, going down to her chest and smoothly following the upside of her full breasts, before disappearing about an inch under her armpit on her left side. Utmost refinement, Ariel wore an elegant silver ring around her left upper arm, emphasizing her bare shoulder. She swirled around and I could see that the hem of her robe was vertically slashed on the right side for about four inches, showing a fair amount of soft, rosy skin. The outfit was completed with a pair of strap high heels, and her dark hair was stylish yet wild, with short straws straying on her forehead. She was literally set to kill.

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Cumshots

This is a tough story to write because I am not sure when mother’s milk went from being just enjoyable to drink to becoming a fetish for me.

I guess the beginning is the best place to start, so let me go from there.

My mom didn’t nurse me and I never knew what it tasted like until I was a teenager.

When I was eighteen, friends of mine, Tom and Bonnie, got married and they were young, in their early twenties. They were expecting their first child in a couple of months.

I used to visit them quite often to help them get the room ready for the baby.

One night, after I did some work, the wife, Bonnie asked me to stay for dinner, which I accepted.

We ate and chatted and it was then that I mentioned that their baby would be lucky that it was going to enjoy mother’s milk.

I told them that I never experienced tasting such a delicacy.

Bonnie then said that, because of reasons that she did not want to get into, she would not be nursing.

I told her I was sorry but what was she going to do about emptying her milk. She said there were ways but she did not like any of them.

For whatever reason, I got the nerve to tell them that I would not mind emptying the milk from her.

Both of them looked at each other in surprise. She then asked her husband, Tom what he thought.

Tom looked at me and asked if I was serious. I told Cami Halısı him I was but that would be up to them. Tom said they would think about it and let me know.

A week went by and I did not hear from them so I figured I overstepped the line and they were pissed at me.

Then, one day, Tom called and asked me to come over.

I figured they were going to tell me I was crazy and that would be the end of it.

When I got there, Tom met me and I asked where Bonnie was, as she is usually nearby. Tom said she was getting ready in the bedroom.

I asked him if she was going out. He said no; that she is getting ready for me.

I looked at him strangely. He said they discussed all the options and they decided the best way for Bonnie to get rid of her milk was by me sucking her dry.

He said they then decided to take me up on my offer to milk Bonnie and she was going to try it tonight to see how it goes.

I told him I would try my best to empty her.

He then said he would be in the room watching, which was fine with me.

Tom led me to the bedroom and I saw Bonnie removing her top to release her swollen tits.

Bonnie asked me to join her on the bed. She had towels there for any overflow.

I laid down beside her and she lifted her tit to my mouth. I instinctively started to suck her nipple.

It did not Cami Halıları take long before her milk was flowing. I just laid there and sucked her nipple, draining the milk from her tit.

I saw Tom looking and he just nodded that it was going well and then left.

When I finished with one tit, I started on the other one, drawing her nipple into my mouth and sucking it.

It did not take me long to empty both her tits, which had some milk oozing out and onto me.

Bonnie apologized but I told her it was ok and we laughed.

Bonnie put her top back on and we went into the kitchen where Tom was.

I asked them what was next and if they wanted me to come over daily to empty Bonnie’s tits.

They looked at each other and then Bonnie said that would be fine.

We made arrangement for me to come over at a certain time to milk her.

This arrangement went on for quite awhile and it satisfied Bonnie and myself.

At one point in time as I don’t remember exactly when, I asked Bonnie if I could jerk off as I drank her milk.

She said she understood and it would be fine.

So, from then on, whenever I went to milk Bonnie, I would start sucking on her nipple and then release my cock. and jerk off as I drank from her tits.

Although she never said anything, I know she looked at my big, hard cock and watched me shoot my load.

After the baby was born, I still went over to suck her dry. This went on for a couple of more months.

One day, Bonnie said that it would no longer be necessary for me to come by as her milk production was slowing down.

I felt like I was hit by a bomb.

I told her I would still like to come over until she was completely dry. She said that she would talk to Tom and let me know.

Tom called me and asked me to stop by.

When I walked in, Bonnie was completely naked.

I asked her why she was naked and she just said that since I was so helpful in milking her, she was going to milk me.

She called me over to the bed and pulled me down and started to undress me.

Soon, she unleashed my cock from its confine and started to suck my cock.

It did not take long for me to cum in her mouth, as she swallowed every drop.

I asked her why she did this and she explained that since I did her a favor, she would do one for me. She also said that Tom was ok with her milking me and that she would like to continue doing it.

I told her that I would like that very much.

Then, she said one other thing.

Bonnie said that she knew of several expectant and new moms who would enjoy being milked. Bonnie then said she already spoke to them and they wanted my services.

She also said that they would enjoy milking me as well.

I didn’t know what to say, except thank you for making my dream come true.

It was at that time I knew milking was my fetish, one that I would certainly enjoy.

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Babes

It never used to be like this. I never felt this way before I got to school. It all started by chance anyway…

I had been showering in the shared bathroom at my dorm for almost a week before I noticed the mistake. Whoever had designed the shower room had either been a complete moron or a total horn ball. It hardly matters. As I was rinsing my hair I happened to open my eyes and look at the ceiling. The tiles up there were a dark navy blue which made the entire ceiling into a giant mirror. I could see myself looking back down into my own eyes. As I looked around the ceiling I could see another girl just coming into the shower room. Safe behind my curtain, she never suspected that I watched her take off her robe and stand naked while she waited for the water to warm up.

She had dark hair and a nice body. Just before she got into the shower, she pressed her palms against her back and leaned back to crack it. I got a perfect view of her then. Her breasts were small, but very nicely shaped. Her nipples were hard and I felt my crotch go damp. I had never even thought about women in that way before, but my voyeristic discovery was a big turn-on. I stayed in the shower a long time that day, watching this girl bathe herself. When she began to shave her bikini line, I couldn’t resist touching myself.

After that, I began to look forward to my showers as the best part of every day. I saw girls of all kinds. I watched them touch themselves all over while they washed. I watched them shave their legs. One girl shaved her whole pussy once while I watched. One lucky weekend, I was in the shower, and a girl snuck in her boyfriend. They clung Cami Halısı to each other under the spray while I watched. Eventually, he turned her around and fucked her like I had only seen on the Spice Channel. I masturbated furiously while he pumped her so hard I could hear their skin slapping together. He had to hold a hand over her mouth when she started to come because she almost screamed. Shortly after that, he pulled out of her and sprayed his come all over her ass. I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out as I came with him.

A few weeks later, I was doing my usual voyeristic watching while I stroked myself closer and closer to orgasm. I closed my eyes briefly to imagine the fucking couple I had seen so recently. I could see him grabbing her hips and slamming her ass back into his pelvis. Sometimes I could picture myself on my knees in front of her, licking her clit as he fucked her. I opened my eyes again and scanned the ceiling for inspiration. Suddenly my eyes met the reflection of another girl’s. She was leaned against the wall just as I was, masturbating like me. We both froze and looked away immediately.

I tried to hurry along with my washing routine, aching to get out before she did. However, I couldn’t help but look up again in a few minutes–it really had me turned on to get caught. She was the only other girl in the shower. Her eyes met mine again, and I whipped my head down. Oh, god, I was horny. I wanted to finish myself off, but I knew I couldn’t get away with it. I glanced up carefully, and to my horror, she wasn’t in her shower stall anymore. I watched her reflection as she walked Cami Halıları stark naked down the row of stalls toward my own. Her body was gorgeous from what I could see, and I was just as horny as I was nervous.

The curtain on my shower opened then, and there she stood. Her dark blond hair was wet, and clinging to her neck. She had the most beautiful breasts I had ever seen with nipples fully errect in the cool air. They were dark pink and pointed straight out at me. She was thin, but not too thin. Her pubic hair was trimmed short and shaved into a small patch just above her clit.

“Looking at something?” she asked me.

“I, uh, sorry,” I stammered.

“Why?” she asked then, and before I could answer, she had stepped into the small stall with me and closed the curtain behind her. My pussy was aching with desire being so close to this gorgeous, naked woman. “You look horny,” she observed.

“I–” I tried to say something, but I couldn’t. She put a finger against her lips.

“Don’t worry, so am I. And I want you to make me feel better.”

“How?” I asked, my pussy releasing a new flood of juices.

“Do me.” was all she answered. She reached a hand forward and slipped it between my legs. I moaned gently. She made an approving sound as she pulled back her hand, soaked with my juices. Then suddenly, she was all over me. Her mouth clamped onto mine and she thrust her tongue in my mouth. One of her hands grabbed my right breast and squeezed. Then her thumb was rubbing my nipple. The other hand grabbed my ass and thrust my pelvis toward hers. Our swollen pussies touched and I shuddered with excitment. She moved back and I opened my mouth to protest until she sucked my left breast into her mouth. Her tongue teased my nipple and I had to react. I reached down and slipped a hand between her legs. I rubbed her clit furiously while she suckled me like no man ever had. Soon she was on the other breast and I clutched her beautiful chest. Her breasts felt so good in my hand I almost came right there. I bent my head to suckle her nipples like she was doing to me. The feeling was amazing. I never wanted to stop, but she pulled my head up and, giving me an impish smile, dropped to her knees before me. When her tongue stroked my pussy for the first time, my body jerked. She reached up and grasped my hips firmly, tilting them to get better access to my dripping cunt. Her tongue was more skilled than any man’s. She licked me, nibbled my lips and pressed the warm velvet of her tongue against my clit. I was quaking with arousal, gasping for breath. I had never felt so good. Then, she closed her lips around my clit like I had a cock there instead. She sucked me off, hard and without mercy. After I was finally released from the orgasm my knees buckled and I fell to her level. She got up and eagerly offered me her pussy to devour. And suddenly I wanted to do it more than anything in the world. I buried my face in her pussy, sucking her lips and flicking her clit with my tongue while my hands pleasured themselves on her breasts. I pulled one hand down to finger her hole while I ate her out. Soon, I felt her body thrusting to orgasm. I followed her lead and sucked her clit like it was the best cock I had ever had. She juiced all over my hand and chin, squeezing the fingers I had deep inside her. And after it was all over, she just left. She walked out of the shower and gathered her towels.

Lucky for me, she came back the next day….

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April strut into the roadhouse and plopped down at the bar, waving down a bartender and ordering the stoutest shot they offered. After that she ordered a vodka cranberry and stared daggers into the bar top. In her mind she was cursing each of her friends, he ex, and her ex-ex. She thought about how she get find a time machine or the best way to get away with murder. As she finished off her drink another drink was laid down in front of her. She looked at the bartender who pointed at a young man at the other end.

“Compliments of the gentleman.”

April put on a small smile and waved her drink in thanks to him. He smiled back and that’s when April decided to be a little reckless. She had, had her fill of Spence, her ex, and David, her ex-ex, and the others. She too pissed at them to care. So she walked to end of the bar, taking the empty seat beside the handsome stranger.

“Thank you for the drink.” She said.

He smiled, it was crooked and cute. April instantly liked him. “I just felt like treating someone who looked like they were having a bad day.”

April scoffed. “Bad doesn’t even begin to describe my day.” She took a quick drink and then held her hand out to him. “I’m April.”

He took her hand, his was large and warm, his fingers long. “Eric.”

April smiled. “That’s such a cool name!” She exclaimed in buzzed enthusiasm.

“Ditto.” He chuckled. He raised his glass to her and they clinked them together.

“So what brings you here?” April asked, tucking her choppy red hair behind her ear.

“Traveling.” Eric sighed. “Just seeing the sights before a job I have to complete.” He said.

April nodded. “I’d love to travel. I’d love to get away from here at all.”

Eric waved at the bartender. “I can at least help you for the night.”

“Sounds fantastic!” April giggled.

As the night wound on April and Eric continued sharing drinks and stories. Then, as the band came on stage they went out onto the dance floor to dance. April let herself go, not that the drinking hadn’t already dropped her inhibitions, and she grinded up against Eric, offering herself up like a treat. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself as close as she could to him as they swayed and dipped on the dance floor.

“Where are you staying?” April asked.

Eric was studying how her breasts felt pressed against him, noticing her nipples were hardening and stabbing into them through her thin shirt and bra. “At a hotel down the road. Just a short walk away.”

April giggled. “That sounds fantastic.” She leaned over, putting her lips against his ear and whispered. “Take me there and fuck me.”

Eric’s back stiffened. “Oh really?” He let out his breath in a hiss.

April continued to whisper. “I want you to rip all my clothes off me, tear my panties to shreds and just drive your cock into me.”

Eric lowered his hands from her back onto her ass. “You do this with everyone who buys you a drink?”

“Oh no.” April laughed. “I am actually a very good girl. But tonight I am pissed, drunk, and horny. And you are so fucking hot I can’t stand it.” She took hold of his face and pulled him into a kiss. His lips were full and warm, his tongue tactful as it entered her mouth. She suckled on his tongue, tasted his sweet breath.

“You have a rough tongue.” April gasped, pulling up for air.

Eric smirked devilishly. “I’m a lion, baby.”

“And I’m a mutant freak.” She giggled. She leaned back to his ear. “I want your tongue all over my body. I want you to suck on my breasts and lick my clit.” She put her hands against his crotch, feeling his growing cock through his jeans. “I want you to take this huge dick of yours and hurt me.”

Eric chuckled. “I can do that.” He put his lips to her ear, his hand cupped her crotch, kneading her through her wet panties. “I’ll make your tight little pussy so wet. I’ll fuck you until you scream.” His finger hits her clit, making her squirm.

April grabbed him. “Lets go. Now!” They raced out of the bar and down the street, laughing all the way. They made short breaks along the way, pressing each other against a wall or door and making out.

One time Eric pulled up her shirt and licked her belly button. He then pushed her breasts out of the top of her bra, bringing them out to kiss the cool night air. April’s breath hitched as Eric suckled her nipples, his saliva making them sting in the air. He flicked them and played Picture upload with them, all while in a place where anyone could walk up on them.

He finally pushed her shirt down and they continued laughing and stumbling down the sidewalk, kissing and groping each other all the way to the hotel.

They stumbled into his hotel room, ravaging each other and collapsing on the floor. Eric kicked the door shut and then was back to April, he ripped open her shirt, kissing her neck, licking the tops of her breasts. He lifted up her bra and let her breasts fall out. He took them into his hands, massaging and kneading them. He suckled on her nipples, gently biting them and teasing them so they tingled.

April undid her pants and lowered her fingers down, touching herself and feeling her wetness. “Please,” she gasped. “Eric, touch my pussy.”

Eric smirked, kissing down her stomach and then pulling her pants off. He rubbed his hands up and down her thighs, kissing their peachy plumpness. He then touched April through her panties, teasing her.

“You’re so wet already.” He tugged at her panties with both hands and ripped them in two. April moaned in excitement, giggling at the sensation of actually having them ripped apart.

Eric nuzzled between her legs, opening her up for his inspection. “Your clit is so hard.” He breathed. “You’re as pink as a virgin down here.” He stuck a finger inside her. “You’re tight.” He then began licking her and April couldn’t help but let out a squeal.

He pumped his finger in and out of her, causing juices to flow and moans to erupt. His rough tongue felt so good on her clit it didn’t take long for him to make her cum.

“I’m gonna cum!” April gasped. “You’re making me cum, Eric!” She threw her head back, heaving and panting, thrusting her tits in the air as she rolled with the exquisite pleasure Eric was delivering her.

Eric licked his lips. “Did it feel good?”

April lay limp on the floor, breathing heavy. She had climaxed, but she wanted more. Looking up, she watched as Eric disrobed. Pulling off his pants she saw his cock spring forth, erect and throbbing. It was thick and strong and April instantly wanted it inside her, thrusting and churning up her insides. It was bigger than Spence’s, and much longer than David’s.

Eric picked April up and laid her on the bed. He then sat on top of her, pushing his cock at her lips. “Suck me.”

April opened her mouth, allowing Eric’s dick inside. She suckled and licked at it, using her hands to stroke it and fondle his balls.

Eric seethed. “Oh god baby, that’s fucking good.”

April then grasped her tits, wrapping Eric’s cock up in their soft, plumpness. She moved it along the shaft as she sucked and licked the shining helmet. Eric grunted and moaned, thrusting his hips now, rolling in the pleasure. He finally pulled back and pried open April’s legs.

“I’m gonna fuck this pussy.” He slid his cock up and down her drooling slit. “I’m gonna shove my cock inside and ram you, making you scream and cry.”

“Do it.” April arched her back, thrusting her breasts in the air. “I want your huge cock ravaging my pussy!” She pleaded. “Fuck me! Fuck me please!”

Eric grinned and then shoved inside. April gripped onto the sheets, feeling him inside, her pussy rippling all around him as he fit snuggly inside her wanton sex. “This is prime pussy. I’m gonna fuck you all night.” He started thrusting his hips, pumping in and out of April’s pussy.

“Harder!” April cried. “Oh c’mon, harder!”

Eric chuckled. “You like it rough huh?” He slapped April’s ass hard. “Like that?”

April gasped for breath. “Oh god!” Her back arched further.

“Your pussy got tighter too.” Eric laughed. His slapped her ass again.

“Fill me with your fat dick!” April cried, thrusting her hips, swirling them and grinding against Eric.

“You’re not kidding girl!” Eric then flipped her over, bending her over the edge of her bed. He spread her legs open and rammed into her from behind.

April let out a shriek, another orgasm filling her to the brim and sending her to the edge. Her girl juices were spilling down her thigh. Her pussy making suckling noises as he pushed in and out of her.

“Ravage my pussy! Tear it up!”

Eric was fondling her breasts with his hands, pinching and pulling her nipples. He kissed up her back and suckled on her shoulders.

“It’s so good!” April panted, images upload her fingers ripped at the sheets. “I can feel it hit all the way inside!”

“Your tight pussy keeps sucking my dick back in.” Eric was heaving. “You really wanted it tonight huh?”

“I needed it. I needed your rod!”

“I’m gonna cum.” Eric rasped. “I’m gonna cum in your tight, pink pussy!”

“Me too.” April panted. “Gonna…gonna cum all over your monster dick!”

Eric gripped hard onto April’s ass, thrusting so hard into her it hurt for a moment before he released everything inside of her. April cried out, writhing and grinding her ass against him until she collapsed on the bed, exhausted spent and satisfied beyond belief.

April woke up in the next morning, unwinding herself from the sheets. Rubbing her eyes she heard the sound of a shower running. Peering in through the door she saw Eric bathing, she also saw his cock was suffering from morning wood. April decided one last fuck couldn’t hurt before she went home. She snuck into the bathroom and stepped into the shower behind Eric. Wrapping her arms around him, one around his waist the other catching his cock in her hand.

Eric jerked. “Holy crap you scared me!”

April began moving her hand on his dick and he let out a low moan. “Sorry. I just thought we’d have a little more fun before we say goodbye.”

Eric let out a gasp as April’s fingers squeezed and rubbed his cock. “Yes.” He hissed. “Oh fuck yes.”

April got down on her knees as Eric turned around. She took his dick into her mouth and began sucking. Moving her head up and down and using as much force as she could. Eric’s fingers tangled in her hair as he watched his cock go in and out between her lips.

“Damn, that feels amazing.” Eric seethed. “You’re good at this.”

April chuckled, cupping his ass in her hands as she only used her mouth to please him. He began to grow stiffer and hotter against her tongue, his precum sweet and thick. She could feel his heartbeat pounding. She lowered her hand, stroking her excited pussy as she engulfed him. Her fingers were slick with her juices already. His dick, plus the memories of the night before kicking in her mind had her excited for the next feast.

Eric pulled out of her mouth, his cock tapping against her cheek. Eric picked April up, making her face the wall. Her spread open her legs, digging his fingers inside her dripping sex. Her interested one finger, two fingers, three fingers. He pumped them in viciously, forcing April to moan and cry out against the wall of the shower.

Eric pulled out his fingers then rubbed the side of his hand back and forth along her clit and plump labia. “Your pussy is just begging to be fucked.” Eric whispered into her ear, his other hand gently caressing her back, sending electric shivers through April’s already sensitive flesh. His fingers inserted inside her again. “Tell me how you want me to fuck you today.”

April’s mind was hazy, almost blank with the pleasure just his talented fingers delivered. She shivered and jerked as his free hand caressed her most sensitive flesh. Even the water felt like it was trying to arouse her.

His fingers stilled suddenly, still deep inside her. “What do you want?” Eric repeated. “Tell me how you want to be taken.”

April just wanted his fingers to move again, for him to take her over the edge and then just fuck her how he pleased. She still couldn’t think straight, even if his fingers weren’t moving they were still hitting a sensitive spot inside her that made her pussy quiver and gush.

When she didn’t answer, Eric took a finger and pressed against the bud of her ass. April whimpered but he didn’t stop. He began stroking it and poking it, sending waves of fear and pleasure through April.

“If you don’t say anything I’ll do just whatever the hell I want.” Eric sang and he continued teasing her tightest hole.

April moaned, grinding slightly against his fingers inside. When she did that Eric took his pinky and thrust it into her ass. Finn cried out, bucking wildly against him. His fingers inside released her and his pinky in her ass gave her new waves of pleasure she had yet experienced.

“Oh god! Oh god!” April cried, writhing. “Just fuck me! Just fuck me! Please!” Eric slammed her up against the wall. “You want my cock inside you? You want me to fuck you?”

April nodded. “Oh please. I want your amazing cock in my tight pussy.”

His finger in her ass twitched. “What if I don’t want your pussy?”

“What?” April whimpered.

Eric removed his fingers, all of them. “If you don’t tell me what you want-” April seized up, feeling the head of his cock prod for entrance into her ass. “I’ll fuck this hole to my heart’s content.”

April pondered this for a moment. She had done nothing like that before, and the sensation of his finger in her ass had given her an orgasm to die for. His dick was slick, sliding between her butt cheeks. Her pussy burned, begging for fulfillment.

“Ok, ok.” April gasped. “I want your dick inside me. I want you to fuck me against the wall so hard I black out. I just want you to ravage my pussy anyway you want!”

Eric smirked and in the next instant he tore down the shower curtain. Using it he tied up April’s hands and then lifted her up, using the shower nozzle to hold her hands up. He then tied a washcloth around her eyes, blinding her.

“You ready?” He asked, she could hear the smile in his voice.

She nodded, excited and wanton. She thrust her hips out, presenting her dripping pussy. His tongue caressed her for a moment and then she felt the sweet pleasure of him forcing his way inside. But there was something wrong, something different.

“Tha-that’s not your cock!” April cried.

“Nope.” Eric chuckled, pumping the foreign object into April’s pussy. “You said I could do whatever I wanted.”

“With your cock!” April didn’t want to admit the object felt great too. “I want your hot, huge cock in me.”

Eric pumped harder, forcing the object all the way inside, scarping the back of April’s pussy. “I’m gonna wait on that.” \ April writhed, feeling this unknown object hit her and hard. The pain sent waves of pleasure through her, causing her to jerk and spasm.

“You’re squirting me with your girl cum.” Eric was licking up her thigh. His hand cupping her ass before a finger inserted into her tight hole again. April cried out, feeling the intensity of her orgasm grow and grow.

“You like double penetration?” Eric removed the bottle from April’s pussy, her girl cum spilling out behind it. He thrust his long tongue inside of her, stirring her up while his finger worked her ass.

“Oh god! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” April cried, grinding against his face. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! AHHH! Oh god! Oh god! Oh holy fucking crap!” She came all over his face as she released from the best orgasm she had ever had. She hung slack from the shower, twitching from the aftershocks. And yet she still wanted more. “Please. Please again.” She panted.

She felt his cock at the entrance of her pussy and she smiled, spreading her legs more to allow him inside. “Even after that you’re still tight as new.” Eric seethed as he placed himself between her legs. His penis glided in easily, his entire length fitting snuggly inside her. Her inner muscles clamped tight around him. He swiveled his hips slightly, swirling his cock around inside as if he were stirring coffee. He smirked slightly, feeling her try her hardest to hold him in place. He looked into her eyes, kissed her gently and began slamming as hard as he could into her.

April wrapped her legs around his waist. “Ah! Ah! Ah! Yes, fuck, yes! Your cock!” She rasped. “Your fucking cock in my pussy!”

“Dirty mouth.” Eric kissed her, forcing his way into her mouth and suckling her tongue. He then lifted her up and off the shower rod. He carried her out of the shower, still fucking her, and sat her on the counter, setting her feet on either side of her of her so her legs were spread wide open. As he continued to pound ravenously into her she could feel her juices spilling out and pool under her ass.

“Yes! Yes! Hard like that! Tear my pussy up more!” April gasped, shuddering with a new orgasm that rocked her to her core.

“I’m gonna cum!” Eric gasped, bracing his hands on either side of her head. April dug her fingers into his ass. “Gonna cum in your naughty pussy!”

April arched her back, feeling Eric thrust and thrust as he released his hot load inside her. Their juices spilled and collected under her on the counter. He pulled out and untied her. April looked down at her pussy, red and swollen from the abuse. She touched herself. Her clit quivering as her fingers gently breezed over it. She stuck a finger inside herself, licking her lips at the sensation. She watched as Eric dried himself off. Sliding onto the floor she went to him and kissed him on the cheek.

“Thanks for all that. I feel better.”

He smiled that handsome smile again. “Anytime.” He put his hand on her ass, teasing her tight bud.

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Introduction.

This follows on from ‘Getting Wet in the Park’ submitted quite a while back now. To really enjoy this you probably need to read that first although this could be a stand alone story too I suppose.

I don’t usually write sequels, they seem to go lame, hopefully this doesn’t fare too bad – some people were interested enough to wonder what might happen next so I had a go. Hope you enjoy this work of fantasy on a particular kink.

If you don’t like the idea of watersports I suggest that you skip this one.

Emma stayed the night sleeping with me in my cramped fold out sofa bed. She left early and quietly the next morning, but not before I had asked if we could go out again to which she had happily agreed. I went back to bed and lay in the early morning light, my mind thinking things over in the quiet. Last night had been fun, I’d never thought of trying watersports before, never thought that the opportunity would ever come up to try it, it’s not exactly easy to bring up in a conversation is it?

As I thought about last night my cock grew long and hard and I reached down and took hold of it. I closed my eyes and remembered Emma standing over me in the bath and me watching her pee over me. I was wanking my cock now, it felt nice re-living those moments. I thought about opening my mouth and letting her pee in it. Such a dirty to do and yet so nice, it didn’t even taste bad, but I guess that it was pretty dilute that time. I began to think about what other ideas we might try together, I hoped that she wouldn’t change her mind and go off the idea in the light of day. I was near to cumming so I reached over for some tissue and concentrated on the image of Emma’s sweet little shaved pussy inches from my face squirting its golden flow right into my mouth. The thought made me cum and I felt my cock pumping in my fist spurting into the tissue held in my other hand.

‘Mmm..That was nice I thought.’ And putting the tissue aside turned over to snuggle up in the covers and drift back to sleep.

Later that day I phoned Emma.

‘Hi, it’s John. Are you alright?’ I asked when she answered.

‘Hi John, I’m fine, you okay?’ She replied.

‘Yeah, I’m good.’ I suddenly felt a bit awkward. ‘Errm.. I had a nice time last night.’ I added.

‘Yeah, me too.’ More silence..

‘I meant, about what happened, what we did — you know.’ I said.

‘Yeah, I know, I’m fine with it. I liked it, liked it a lot. I’m not worried about it, are you?’ She asked confidently.

‘No, no worries at all. That’s good. Look can we meet later?’

‘Sorry not today, I’m busy. But tomorrow evening is alright, how about you?’

‘Yeah that will be fine.’

We arranged to meet at the Starbucks in town early next evening.

I was till feeling horny especially after talking to Emma and thinking about her again so I switched on my computer and surfed the porno for an hour or so. I never realised how much peeing stuff there was on there! I guess that I had never really looked before. I found the pictures very exciting and even downloaded a few movie clips — I had half a mind to get my cock out again – but decided to save it for tomorrow evening.

I was sat on the bench seat by the window in Starbucks the next evening with a large coffee in front of me waiting for Emma to arrive. The window looked out on the high street and all the early evening people either going home or just going out. I saw her coming up the street and turned towards the door and waved at her as she came in looking around for me. She looked so cute, a pretty little blonde girl with a big smile on her face.

We said ‘Hi’ to each other and kissed. I held her little body in my arms for a moment or two. I showed her where I was sitting and went to get her a drink, she wanted a fruit juice.

Joining her I asked.

‘Had a good day?’

‘Yeah fine. You?’

We sat and made small talk for while, smiling at each other. I was getting to like Emma a lot, it wasn’t just the idea of the kinky sex, she was nice too. She had a kind of coy way about her that was very girly and yet she was quite earthy in her talk at times. I was definitely getting the signals that she liked me as well, that was good!

Emma picked up her bag and rummaged around in it for a moment or two and then pulled out a small bottle of mineral water.

‘Here, I got this for you.’ She said as she handed it over, the look in her eyes adding all the meaning and subtext I needed to know!

I felt my cock get very stiff all of a sudden as I realised that we were going to do it again. I took the bottle and opened it and took a swig or two and then smiled knowingly at her.

We sat and talked for a little while longer and then I noticed that Emma was beginning to wriggle about in her chair.

‘I think that we had better get going.’ I said to her, finishing off my coffee.

‘Definitely!’ said Emma, a little desperately.

We were going back to mine, Emma’s flat mate was in that evening and she said that there was no chance of us getting any privacy if she brought home a new boyfriend Cami Halısı for the first time. I knew that one of the guys at mine would be out, but didn’t know about the other so we’d just have to see.

As luck would have it James was out as well so we quickly went up to my room and took off our coats. Emma pulled me onto the sofa and we began to kiss passionately. She was obviously very turned on.

‘Hey, I thought you were getting desperate?’ I asked as we broke for air, my hands up inside her top feeling her pert little breasts through her bra.

‘Oh, I am. But I like the feeling, don’t worry I can hold it a while yet.’ She panted.

‘I guess we’ll be alright as long as I don’t tickle you again.’ I said as I unbuttoned her jeans.

‘So, got any ideas then John? What would you like? I brought some clothes and extra knickers and some more water as well, fruit flavored to make it nicer.’

‘Mmmm… you naughty, kinky girl!’ I grinned at her, tugging her jeans down her legs as she lifted her hips and reached for my buttons now.

‘Yeah, I’ve got lots of ideas, really dirty ones. I took a look at the porn for some inspiration.’ I said slipping my trainers and socks off.

I moved so that I could get my jeans right off and threw them on the floor. Emma looked so sexy laid back on my sofa in the dim light wearing just her knickers and bra, a matching set of lacy, pale pink. I lay back on her and we kissed again, tongues swirling around each other.

‘Mmm… Will you show me what you found later, I want to see.’ She said.

I liked the sound of that, I’ve never sat with a girl while surfing the porn — It sounded like a very horny idea. My hand slid down between us and between her legs to cup her warm mound. I gently rubbed it.

‘So what do you want to do then John, I’ve really got to go now.’

I paused. What to ask for first? I felt embarrassed for a moment, wondering what idea to pick.

‘Come on John, don’t be shy — I want to pee for you and I want you to pee for me and I’ll try whatever you ask because I know that you’ll do the same for me.’ She said.

Oh, my God! What a turn on to hear that, and I knew that she meant it too. Emma obviously loved sex and was happy and willing to explore her limits.

‘Okay, I want to watch you wet your knickers. I want you to stand up and do it and let me watch. Will you do that?’ I asked as she lay there and looked up at me expectantly.

‘Of course I will, I’d love to — you know that I like the feeling of wetting my knickers. Look, pass me my bag will you?’

I got off of her and reached for her bag as we both sat up on the sofa. Emma took out a plastic bag full of clothes and emptied it on the carpet. There were stockings and suspenders in there, sets of bra’s and knickers and some t-shirts too. She had definitely come prepared!.

‘Pick a pair that you like.’ She said.

I sorted through and found a pair of cotton brief type ones, white with a blue trim and also a small tight, white cap-sleeved t-shirt.

‘Put these ones on.’ I said giving them to her.

I took a drink from one of the bottles that she had brought while Emma quickly whipped off her knickers and slipped on the briefs I had selected. She took the top and I said:

‘No bra under it please.’ I asked.

Emma had also brought a short black silky kimono type gown which she slipped over the outfit I had chosen and I grabbed my toweling dressing gown. I peeked out the door and the coast was clear so we darted over to the bathroom. If anyone came in downstairs we’d hopefully hear them and have time to get back into my room!

We closed the door behind us and Emma slipped out of her gown and stepped straight into the bath tub and stood in it facing me.

‘God! I’m so excited, I’m dying to go — but I don’t know if I can at the same time’. She giggled.

I was feeling very horny too, my cock was making a huge tent in my boxers!

‘How do you want me John, tell me how.’

‘Standing there is fine, just stay like that, don’t bend your legs much.’

I knelt on the floor by the side of the bath so that my eyes were on the same level as her pantied crotch.

‘Now, do it slowly if you can, not all in one go. I want to watch it spreading. Can you do that?’

‘I think so, I’ll try.’ Emma replied.

She stood there slightly bent forward looking down at her own crotch, and sometimes glancing at me. Her hands were placed on her hips by the waistband of her briefs, I swear her legs were trembling a little now and then.

‘Here it comes John, watch.’ She whispered.

My eyes were locked on her mound. A tiny dark stain began to appear in the material, right where her mound pushed it out. It spread quickly for a few seconds and then stopped.

‘Yeah! That’s nice.’ I told her.

Emma smiled and let a bit more go. The patch spread wider staining the whole area but still no drips came through, she must have good control I thought! A bit more came and it was like a seal had been broken as her pee began to run through from the patch in drips Cami Halıları and then a small stream. It also found its way out from the leg around the side and ran down the inside of her thigh. There was a dripping and pattering sound in the bottom of the bath.

‘Do you like it?’ Asked Emma.

‘Yes, that is perfect, that looks so nice. Do you like it?’

‘Yes, it feels so nice, all hot around my pussy and knowing that I’m doing it for you and that you are watching and liking it makes it even better.’

Emma was letting out a slow constant flow now. Watching her wet her knickers was nice but now I had the urge to see it coming out of her, to see her little pussy pissing for me. I didn’t know if we would get the chance for her to go again tonight and I needed to see it again for real.

‘Can you stop for a moment?’ I asked.

‘Yes, give me a second.’ Emma replied and she did.

The material of the cotton briefs was stained dark grey all over the crotch now and bulged from the weight of her liquid it held as it continued to slowly drain through. I reached out and put my fingers in the waistband of her briefs and pulled them down her thighs to about halfway. Her pussy was shaved completely bare, it was so lovely, such a slim pink slit! The briefs were soaked and my fingers got wet, I sucked them dry as Emma watched me and smiled.

‘Now do the rest, I want to see it come out, it turns me on.’ I told her.

Emma stood for a moment and then it came in a gush from between her slim lips that poured into the crotch of her knickers as they were at half mast on her thighs. It made a surprisingly loud hiss as it came out and splashed noisily in the bath. I watched her finish going, now those briefs were truly soaked!

‘Did you like that?’ Asked Emma.

‘Oh yes, very much. Thank you, sexy girl!’ I told her with a grin.

‘Good, now perhaps you’d like to lick me clean?’ She said.

‘Mmm.. I’d love to!’ I told her and bent forward to meet her thrusting crotch with my mouth.

I licked her slit with my extended tongue, lapping up all of the droplets glistening in her groove, tasting her piss, faintly salty — nice.

‘Mmm…’ She moaned. ‘That’s it, do a good job now, don’t miss any.’

I wasn’t about to! I licked over her gleaming mound and down to her thighs, that made her wriggle as it tickled! And then I used my fingers to spread her and delved my tongue between her slim pink lips. Spreading her wider I pushed my tongue into her tunnel, Emma moaned and began to ride my face. Her pussy was slippery and puffy, she was so turned on and her cream was leaking out of her hole and mixing with her pee, it tasted so good I nearly came myself as my hand stroked my hard cock through my boxers.

I moved up and pushed back her clitty hood and sucked the little nub into my mouth. Emma gasped as I sucked it and licked around it in turns. She was panting heavy now and I knew that she was near, and so quickly too!

I knew what would send her over the edge and reached around behind her. My finger found her bum-hole, it was small and tight. She clamped her butt cheeks for a second denying my entry, but everything was so sloppy around there that it slid in all the same — goodness but it was tight! Emma cried out.

I had just the very tip of my finger in there and just pulsed it back and forth quickly in short movements fucking her arse with it while I went for it on her clit, sucking and licking frantically as she writhed and moaned on my face. Her hands were running through my hair. Stroking it and pushing my face into her writhing crotch. It was a good job no one else was in, the noise she made when she came, even the neighbors could have heard!

Emma collapsed down into the bottom of the bath panting and sitting in the puddle she had made a few minutes earlier while I watched. Fuck I loved this girl! She looked so gorgeous and so sexy, her face flushed from her climax. I was aching to cum myself now and my cock was so hard, I wanted to return the favour for Emma – but even though I was feeling the need to pee I knew that it would never happen until the erection had subsided. Emma was still recovering.

‘Oh! John! That was so nice, thank you.’ She said breathlessly.

‘That’s alright, I loved it too, thank you for doing it for me — you are the sexiest girl I’ve ever been with!’

Emma looked so hot, I knew what she had asked for at the end of the last time, I had been thinking about it so much too. I pushed down my boxers and my cock sprang out a mile in front of me, swaying free. I climbed into the bath with her and Emma swiveled on her bottom as I stood facing her. I took my cock in my hand and began to wank it up and down slowly with long sure strokes, pulling the foreskin back and forth while I looked down at her on her knees in front of me. Emma slid her soaked knickers off and sat with her legs spread wide open, her lovely glistening wet pussy on show for me, as if I needed much encouragement!

‘Mmm.. Yes John, that looks so nice, your cock looks so big from here, wank it for me, make it cum for me.’ She urged sexily.

My cock was dripping pre-cum from the end and it was all over my hand too making it nice and slippery as I stroked my cock. I watched Emma’s fingers stray to her pussy and rub it gently. She lay back a little and pulled it wide open for me to see inside, her fingers delving into the tight little hole there.

I gasped: ‘Oh, yes!’

The sensations from my cock felt so good, I felt my balls tightening and the spasm of orgasm building.

‘I’m going to cum.’ I said through gritted teeth, my hand squeezing harder on my cock.

Emma shifted and was now on her knees right in front of me, her pretty little mouth wide open and waiting, her eyes smiling up at me. I let myself go over the edge and with a grunt I came and my cock began to spurt hard and fast sending out globs of white cum at Emma. Some landed in her open mouth and out stretched tongue as she tried to catch it without getting it in her eyes (it stings I’ve been told!) and some splattered over her face.

Emma laughed and swallowed my cum load and she wiped the rest from her face with her hand and licked it off .

‘Don’t move.’ I said, and closed my eyes to concentrate. My cock began to lose its rigidity in my hand, but I still held onto it. Its quite easy to pee a few moments after you have cum and I felt it about to happen now.

‘I’m going to piss if you want me too.’ I said to her.

‘Go on, I’m ready — do it in my mouth, wash your spunk down with it!’

Emma was waiting as before, her mouth open, leaning forward on her knees. I could see her hand working away stroking between her legs and I had to be careful not to go hard again!

I began to pee, it just dribbled out at first and Emma leaned even closer to catch it but then suddenly I was going strong and it hit her hard in the face. Emma giggled and moved back and as my stream of pee found and even pressure she put her mouth at the end of it catching the arching stream that twinkled in the bathroom light.

Oh! Fuck! I was pissing in her mouth and it looked so good! It made a gurgling sound as it poured into Emma’s open mouth. Every now and then she closed her mouth, I’m not sure if she was swallowing or just that her mouth was full and she was letting it out over her. It spilled out of her mouth and ran down face to splash onto her chest where it wet the material of her tight white t-shirt.

‘Wow! That looks so nice, Emma, so hot!’ I told her and Emma smiled up at me as she drank my piss and sighed pleasurably as best she could to show me that she was enjoying receiving it too.

It was quite a long piss and in the end it soaked her little t-shirt and made it go kind of transparent, her pert little breasts made plain by the material soaked and clinging to them. Her nipples stood out like little bullets, it looked so nice.

I finished going and Emma definitely swallowed the last mouth full. My pee was very dilute and clear so I don’t suppose that it tasted all that bad, she seemed to have enjoyed the naughty experience.

‘Oh, John! I’ve dreamed of doing that for so long, wanted to do it for so long and thought that it would never happen.’

‘So it was okay, you liked it? From my end it looked really nice, but I wondered if you would like the taste in the end.’ I said.

‘I loved it, and I didn’t mind the taste, I’ve tasted my own enough times so I knew what it was going to be like anyway. Oh, I hope we can do that again — I loved it!’

Then I felt Emma’s hand reach around my bum and pull me to her. She took my limp cock in her mouth and I felt her tongue lapping over it as she licked it clean of the combination of my cum and pee. I started to get hard again, my cock growing in her mouth. Emma was still playing with herself, she had been fingering her slit all of the time that I had been doing it in her mouth. Her hand worked my shaft as she licked and sucked and I was surprised to find myself ready for her again so soon! Then I felt revenge as she gave me a taste of my own medicine — she reached around behind me and down into my bum crack and I felt a sharp little fingernail around by my backdoor! She slipped it in and pushed it up inside. I’ve never had a girl do that to me before (only ever tried it on myself once or twice) but wow! It felt good, so dirty and very nice indeed as she pushed it in. Only a few seconds of that and her wonderful mouth around my helmet and I came again flooding her mouth with a second dose of cum and even as she was gulping that down her hand which had been frantically frigging away at herself achieved it’s objective and she made herself cum within a few moments of me.

Even though we were both fully sated and a bit exhausted by our dirty session we soon got ourselves moving and got cleaned up by having a quick shower together and then dried off. We needed to get back to my room before any of my other roommates could come home and catch us in a compromising position. We went back to my room and I made us a mug of tea each. Emma asked about what I had been looking at on the internet, reminding me that we were going to have a look together so I switched it on and got the web up. Someone came in downstairs, the front door slamming loudly. I put some music on to cover our conversation — we hadn’t made it by much really!

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Haitian Bisexuality Ch. 14

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Why doesn’t everyone love rough sex, especially rough anal sex? I don’t know. Backdoor loving that’s a little on the rough side has always had a bad reputation. Take it from me, it’s not all bad. It can feel pretty good when done right. All I know is that I tried it once with a guy who was really patient and understanding, and I’ve been addicted to it ever since. My name is Jasmine Petit-Jean and I am a big and chunky, six-foot-tall, big-booty young black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton. I attend Plymouth County Tech, the local school. This right here is a tale of what happened to me during Summer School 2008.

I’m a criminal justice major at the school. Attending on a partial athletic scholarship. Life in Brockton is okay, I guess. The summer has come and I am bored out of my mind. There are a lot of sexy guys with muscular bodies, cute faces and big dicks in the city. There are a lot of freaky chicks with big tits and fat asses all over the city of Brockton too. Haitian chicks. Haitian dudes. Cape Verdean chicks. Cape Verdean dudes. Puerto Ricans of both sexes. Manly Jamaican guys and feisty Jamaican chicks. So many sexy bodies, so little time.

Unfortunately, I was stuck taking Beginning Forensics at Tech because I flunked it during the spring. My class was full of nerds of both sexes. Nothing against nerds but I like my men and women to be a little on the edgy side. A little hood is okay too. Class is boring and I am horny as hell. Luckily, I got some friends who are also in school this summer, though not for classwork. Cami Halısı They’re student-athletes attending summer sports camps. Good for them. Thanks to them, however, I scratched that itch and got my groove back. This is how it happened.

My girlfriends are always hating on me for being a sexually adventurous gal. Must be why I’ve got mostly male friends these days. Guys are cooler than girls and a lot nicer too. They don’t hate on me for ridiculous reasons and are less judgmental. Some chicks are okay but they are rare. Which probably explains why I’m currently spending time with my two favourite people in all the world. Alexander Pierre and Jennifer Saint Augustine. Two Haitian students I am friends with.

Presently, I am with two very horny people in a secluded room inside the department of athletics. I’m on all fours, face down and fat ass up. My butt cheeks are spread and my friend Alexander is drilling his ten inches of long black dick straight up my asshole. It’s a burning sensation in my ass. A deliciously hot pain that could make me howl, if my lips weren’t busy inducing moans and gasps on someone else. Namely Jennifer and that neatly shaved pussy of hers. I lick and probe her snatch with my fingers and tongue as her boyfriend ravages my ass hard and fast, just the way I like it.

We’re all having the time of our lives here. I love licking a woman’s pussy almost as much as I like sucking a man’s dick. Dicks are easier to please. Licking pussy is a complex art form. It’s really a lot of work. Few women Cami Halıları excel at pleasing both cock and pussy equally. Fortunately, I am one of them.

Alexander slams his cock deeper into my asshole, down where the sun doesn’t shine. I should mention that this is a brother who’s desperately addicted to the thrills of ass fucking. He’ll fuck anyone in the ass, male or female. Yeah, this bisexual black stud doesn’t discriminate. Though you’d never guess it by looking at him. This six-foot-two ebony stud is the captain of the Plymouth County Tech men’s baseball team. Quite possibly the best-looking and most popular male athlete on campus.

His long-time girlfriend Jennifer Saint Augustine is something of a sensation on campus too. She’s a five-foot-eleven, thick and busty, wide-hipped and big-bottomed Haitian beauty with a face models would envy and a booty that could make most porn stars and video vixens jealous. She plays for the Plymouth County Tech women’s soccer team. We first met when she bumped into me while I was practicing some moves with the members of the all-new women’s wrestling team. We’ve been tight ever since. Jennifer and Alexander are the golden couple on campus. Everyone envies them. Nobody knows their secret lives or secret talents. For example, Alexander is the best inter gender butt fucker I’ve ever seen. And Jennifer has the sweetest tasting pussy in Massachusetts. So much fun can be had with those two, it’s not even funny. I get to do both of them. Lucky me!

Jennifer grabbed the back of my head, urging me to lick her faster. Normally, you just can’t hurry oral sex. Whether you’re sucking a cock or licking a pussy. It’s best to take your time. However, I was willing to make an exception at this point. Jennifer likes her sex varied, fun and quick. And so I used my awesome skills to bring her to a shuddering orgasm as quickly as I could muster. Her eyes widened and her lips quavered. Then she squealed in delight. I watched, thrilled and amused, as her pussy squirted hot girly cum. I gathered the precious fluid in my hands and tasted it. Just as I expected, it was yummy.

Meanwhile, Alexander rammed his cock deep into my ass. He got even deeper than I thought possible. His fingers dug into the tender flesh of my lips. Ouch, that is most definitely going to leave a mark. Fortunately, I absolutely love rough sex. Including rough anal sex. What can I say? I’m down-ass chick who likes to live on the edge. You only live once, know what I mean? While l licked every last drop of girly cum from Jennifer’s pussy, Alexander finally came. The big black stud shuddered as he finally released his manly essence deep inside me. I felt Alexander’s hot cum rushing deep inside me. Like a flood of liquid fire. It filled me, and owned my ass. And I heard myself shout in sheer pleasure at the wonder of that awesome sensation. It burns, and it hurts, but it feels so good that I don’t want it to end.

A little while later, Jennifer and I licked every last drop of cum from Alexander’s cock. Hot damn, this was awesome. Summertime just got more interesting. I think I’m gonna stay close to those two. It’s always a lot of fun to hook up secretly at school. The danger, the thrill, it’s all intoxicating. I highly recommend that you try it sometime.

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Chelsi’s Family Visit Ch. 02

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Chelsi couldn’t wait to get home. Almost six months had passed since her parents’ infamous visit and now she was finally going home to see them again. This would be the first Thanksgiving that the family would have at home, just the four of them, without any relatives or guests. She also couldn’t wait to see her sister, Haley, who was coming home from college. She hadn’t seen her in a year, and was anxious about it since her “new” relationship with her parents began.

Chelsi’s plane touched down and her heart skipped a beat. In just a few minutes she was going to see her father, Rick, and hug him, feel his body pressed against hers, and smell his arousing scent. She would then hug her mother and feel her gigantic breasts pushed up against hers, maybe even see her large, erect nipples poke their way through whatever bra she was wearing on this frigid, cold day.

And Haley. How strange will it be to see her after all this? Will she know something’s up? She always can tell. But she won’t know what it is, will she? She can’t. She wouldn’t understand. Or would she? She’s been home for a week. Maybe Dad’s already banged her silly? Ugh. She couldn’t stand the thought. Rick was hers. All hers.

Chelsi bounded off the plane and into the airport. She found her family and squealed with delight as she went straight to her Dad who gave her a quick hug, then her mom, and finally Haley. Oh God, Haley looked so cute in her college sweatshirt, hair pulled back and a new, cute, tight pair of jeans. She was really nervous now. What if her Dad has been working on little Haley? No way, she thought. They could never share the same feelings.

Once they arrived home, Haley and Chelsi went right upstairs to put her things in the room they shared as kids. They sat on the bed and talked for hours about school, work, life, everything. Well, almost everything. Chelsi didn’t mention Mom and Dad’s visit to her apartment and Haley didn’t seem to notice anything strange. Phew, Chelsi thought.

“Dinner!” Mom screamed from downstairs. Chelsi and Haley bounded down the stairs and took their seats at the table. Chelsi tried several times to catch her father’s eye but to no avail. It was as if nothing had ever happened. Chelsi was crushed. All of her flirting and advances were going unnoticed. What the fuck is going on, Chelsi thought? She looked at her mom. Nothing. Haley still didn’t seem to notice anything… Ah, Chelsi thought. Daddy doesn’t want Haley to know what’s going on. Good deal. Now she was onto what was happening, Chelsi thought. She just needed to wait until Haley went to bed and maybe she and her father could “reconnect”…

“Let’s watch a movie tonight!” Haley said, breaking the awkward silence. Shoot, Chelsi thought, looking at the clock. It was already 9:15.

“Great!” said Karrie. We just rented one last night and haven’t watched it yet.

“Ok, sounds good to me,” Rick said. Chelsi eked out a smile and agreed once her father did. “Cool,” Haley exclaimed. I’ll make some popcorn. She got up and walked to the cupboard. Chelsi watched as Rick watched Haley walk into the kitchen and reach for the microwave popcorn.

Oh my God, Chelsi thought. He’s checking her out! Chelsi’s heart sank. She has to get him alone again soon or she was going to burst. She could hardly contain herself any more.

Chelsi, Haley and Karrie all went upstairs to change into pj’s. Chelsi wore the same pj bottoms and tank top that she had worn when she and her Dad made love for the first time. He couldn’t wait to see her Dad’s face once he noticed!

The family moved into the family room and Chelsi made sure that she and her Dad sat on the couch. Haley sat on the floor and Karrie sat on the couch next to Chelsi so Chelsi was between her parents. Rick barely looked at Chelsi, instead looking at Haley which made Chelsi insanely jealous.

Haley inherited a lot from the Italian side of the family. She had skin of a bit darker complexion than Chelsi and she was a little shorter. Her hair was a curly dark brown and she had rich, chestnut colored eyes. Haley had developed a bit of a booty in school, Chelsi noticed, and it looked like her tits had grown, judging by the fact that her pj top was barely holding them in. She was already bigger than Chelsi to begin with.

That little slut, Chelsi thought. Her tits had to be C cups, if not D’s now. Chelsi was green with envy. She watched her Dad gazing at Haley again. Oh God, she thought. This is bad. Chelsi had been dreaming of this holiday for months and how she wanted it to go, and Haley was fucking it up. She couldn’t let it happen. She wouldn’t.

Once the movie started, Chelsi got up and turned the lights down. “More of a theater atmosphere,” she said and took her seat. She sat down closer to her father so that their legs were touching. It gave Chelsi goose bumps and at the same time a huge feeling of calm to be touching him again. Karrie took a blanket down from behind her and spread it out on her lap and Chelsi’s.

“You want to share the blanket Dad?” Chelsi Cami Halısı asked, trying not to sound sheepish.

“No, thanks Honey,” Rick said, without even glancing her way.

Oh my God, what’s going on here? Chelsi thought. She was worried and was suddenly focused on doing anything to get her Dad back. Anything. Not that there was much more she could do for him. He took it all that night… Chelsi got wet thinking about it again.

After the movie, Haley got up, stretched, and said good night. Karrie got up and picked up the popcorn bowls and put them in the kitchen. She also said good night and went upstairs.

“You coming, Rick?” Karrie asked on her way up.

“Yes, in a minute,” Rick said, not moving from the couch. He turned to his daughter. “So, Chelsi, how has work been going?”

Work? After all that’s gone on they’re finally alone and she gets small talk? “Oh, um, yeah, work’s fine Dad. How about for you?”

“Oh, you know. Things I’d rather do but it’s been ok.”

Silence.

“Um, Dad?”

“Yes Chels?”

“I’ve missed you,” Chelsi said. “A lot.”

“I’ve missed you too, Chelsi. I’m glad to have you home.”

Well then HAVE ME, dude. Seriously, what are you waiting for? Chelsi thought, almost out loud. She leaned into her father a little and put her hand on his thigh, rubbing it gently. “It’s so good to be home.”

Rick looked down at Chelsi. She could feel his gaze down her shirt where she was showing a lot of cleavage. He lifted his hand to Chelsi’s head and brushed her hair out of her face. Chelsi moved her hand up a little farther toward the visible bulge in her father’s pants.

“Chels,” Rick put his hand on hers, stopping her just short of his crotch. Chelsi looked shocked and upset. “I have a little problem.”

“What? What is it Daddy? Can I help?” Chelsi said, breathlessly. “I’ll do anything!”

“Well, it’s complicated,” Rick started, looking into his daughter’s big, blue eyes. “It’s about Haley…”

“What about her,” Chelsi asked flatly.

“Well, I’d like to think that we could have a relationship with Haley similar to the one we have,” Rick said.

WE! He said WE. Chelsi’s heart started pumping. She started to feel extremely horny hearing her father talk about their relationship as it validated it. Even though she was not so sure about Haley’s roll here… “Um, well sure Dad, what do you mean?”

“Well, I have tried to get ‘closer’ to your sister since she came home but I don’t know that she understands what I’m trying to convey. She’s just not as smart as you are. I’m hoping to enlist your help here. I think we could really have a lot of fun together, the three of us.”

“But Daddy,” Chelsi said in a low sultry voice, rubbing her father’s leg again. “Am I not enough for you? And what about Mom?”

“Oh God, Chels. We can do whatever we want to your mother. That’s easy. She doesn’t count. Come on, Chels, didn’t you look at your sister a little bit differently tonight?” Rick asked as he moved in closer to Chelsi’s ear. His breath on her ear drove her absolutely crazy.

“Oh Dad, I love that,” Chelsi closed her eyes and felt her father’s hand reach down to her thighs and rub.

“I know,” Rick said again, this time brushing her ear with his lip, which drove her even crazier.

Chelsi’s pussy started to throb and get extremely wet as her father rubbed her thigh. Chelsi let out a small moan, but she was holding back so as not to look too desperate.

“So what do you think Honey,” Rick asked Chelsi again.

“Uh-huh,” Chelsi managed to say as Rick continued to probe his way up with his hand. “I’ll talk to Haley tomorrow, I’m sure I can work something out…”

“Good, now remember, YOU’RE my first and my favorite,” Rick said, almost hypnotically. “Haley is just for us to have some fun, but don’t tell her that…”

“I know, I won’t. Thank you Daddy,” she wasn’t sure what she was thanking him for, exactly, but she was definitely thankful for a lot right now. “Can I see your cock Daddy?”

“Of course you can,” Rick said with a smile. Chelsi reached over with both hands and unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. She reached into his boxer shorts and carefully pulled out his giant dick. She stroked it gently and it started to grow.

“Oh God…” Chelsi stared at Rick’s giant package and bent down to kiss it. Rick put his hand on Chelsi’s head as she kissed and stroked his cock. He was rock hard, a good nine inches… Every inch of which Chelsi remembered and had dreamed about seeing again.

“Fuck me please Daddy,” Chelsi took the dick out of her mouth just long enough to say that and got back to work. “Mmmmmph…”

“Not tonight, Chels, just keep sucking and we’ll see what we can do tomorrow after you talk to your sister.”

She couldn’t believe he was playing hardball with her! Withholding sex to get to her little sister? She didn’t know what she was going to do about Haley but she was determined to ‘make it happen’ as soon as possible because she Cami Halıları was not going to be deprived of her Daddy’s cock.

She got more involved in her blowjob and was taking all nine inches into her throat and licking and sucking Rick’s cock like she’s never done before. She could feel his dick throb in her mouth and could taste the warm, salty taste of his pre-cum. She dreamed about this blowjob for a long time and was determined to make her father cum into her throat.

“Oh, Chels, that’s it, that’s good…” Rick moaned. “Oh god I’m gonna cum, sweetie, I’m gonna cum in your mouth.”

“Mmmmmmph! Mmmmmmm,” is all Chelsi could respond as she picked up her pace in anticipation of eating her daddy’s cum. She worked his dick more quickly and felt the throbbing turn into pumping…”

“Oh God Damn!” Rick cried keeping his voice down as much as he could so as not to wake the women sleeping upstairs. He shot his load into Chelsi’s throat, pumping what seemed like gallons into her.

Chelsi let out a small squeal as she felt the flood of jizz shoot down her throat. She milked her father for every last drop and let some of it collect in her mouth so she could taste his salty cum. She looked up at Rick once he was done cumming and she was done swallowing with her huge blue eyes and long lashes. She had a little drop of cum on the side of her mouth, her lips larger and pinker than normal, smiling peacefully.

“Good girl, Chels,” Rick said to her as he kissed her forehead. “How did that taste?”

“Oh my God that was awesome,” Chelsi answered, in a bit of a daze. “You think there could possibly be anything else left in there???” she said sarcastically. “You filled me up again Daddy. I love the taste of your warm cum…”

Chelsi nuzzled back into her father’s arms and looked back down at his huge dick, covered in her saliva mixed with his cum. She wanted it inside of her so bad but knew that he wouldn’t do it until he got Haley to… What? What does he want her to do? Fuck him? Blow him? Eat me out in front of him? How the hell am I supposed to get her to do that? Should I ask Mom for help? Daddy said she’d do whatever we wanted her to do.

“I’m exhausted and need to get some rest, ok Chels?” Rick said. “You’ve got a big day tomorrow so be sure to take care of yourself tonight so you can get some rest. If you’re successful in your ‘mission’ tomorrow you can ride my cock again, ok?”

Chelsi couldn’t believe what was coming out of her father’s mouth, then again she couldn’t believe what just came out of his dick into HER mouth! She kissed her father on the cheek after helping him pack his cock back into his pants and said goodnight. He kissed her back and gave her a little tap on the ass.

Chelsi went back upstairs, into bed, and looked over at Haley sleeping peacefully next to her in the queen bed they were sharing. She slowly lifted the sheet off of Haley’s chest to look at her in the soft glow of the street light outside their window. Her huge left breast was half exposed as it worked its way out of her flimsy tank top showing Haley’s soft, brownish-pink nipple. Chelsi reached down and fingered her own clit as she stared at her sister’s tit while she slept, being careful not to wake her. It didn’t take long for Chelsi to cum, just like her father told her to. She lay back down and saw her bedroom door shut. Someone watched her do that?!? Was it Dad? She reached down and gave herself another orgasm as she slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next morning Chelsi woke up to see that Haley wasn’t in bed. She heard the shower going down the hall and called in to see who it was.

“Just your momma, Honey,” Karrie answered. “What’s up?”

“Hey mom, good morning,” Chelsi walked in and saw her mother showering behind the foggy glass. “It’s going to be a busy day, that’s all. Thought I’d say hello. What are you up to today?” Chelsi watched her mother soap her body up and it turned Chelsi on a lot to watch her.

“Oh, you know, just getting ready for Thanksgiving,” Chelsi’s mother sang. “Your father and I are going out for most of the day, he told me it would be a good idea to let you and Haley reconnect and spend some time together.”

Of course he did, Chelsi thought. Wow, she felt herself get nervous but felt less so as she watched her mom soap up her huge tits. Wow, they’re big, Chelsi thought. Must be where Haley got them. Lucky her!

“Ok Mom, well have fun. I’m going downstairs to get something to eat,” Chelsi said, taking one last look at her naked mother, thinking about the night she spent cupping her breast as they all slept naked in her bed. Wow, if I’m successful with Haley, I’m going to need a bigger bed!

Downstairs, Haley was at the table in her pajamas eating cereal.

“Good morning, Sis,” she said cheerily.

“Good morning, Darling!” Chelsi said, giving her a little smile. Her heart started pounding and she felt butterflies in her stomach. “How’d ya sleep?”

“Oh, really good,” Haley answered. “Not getting a lot of sleep at school.”

“Oh, I remember the days,” Chelsi winked. “What do you want to do today?”

“Um, don’t know. How about you?”

“Well, I need to run to the mall and get some things,” Chelsi said, putting her plan in place. “Gap, Ann Taylor, Victoria’s Secret…”

“Oh, Vickie’s, I’m in,” Haley said. “I’m running out of bras that fit, see?” She pulled her tank top up to reveal her huge boobs, both perfectly shaped with nice big nipples and large round areolas.

“Um, yeah, Sis, been meaning to say something there…” Chelsi stammered, extremely aroused at the sight of her sister’s tits. “You been taking magic growing pills or something? Geez, what size do you even wear now?”

“Oh, I don’t know, all I know is that they’re getting bigger and I need new clothes!” Haley said proudly as she lowered her shirt.

“Ok, well let’s move in about 15 minutes,” Chelsi said as she poured some milk in her cereal.

Chelsi and Haley took the car to the mall and started shopping. Chelsi saved Victoria’s Secret for last. They browsed around and Chelsi held some things up to Haley for her to try on.

“Let’s go to the changing room,” Chelsi said. “I’ll help you see what fits.”

In the changing room, Chelsi put the pile of bras and lingerie on the table while Haley undressed. In a few seconds she was standing there wearing just a little black thong. Wow, Dad would love this, Chelsi thought.

“Ok, let’s try the 36C first” Chelsi said holding up a lacy black bra.

“Oh, that’s too small,” Haley said with a laugh, “but I’ll try it on because it’s pretty.”

“Almost as pretty as the body it’s about to cover up,” Chelsi said, mustering up her most seductive sounding voice. She stared at her sisters large breasts and now hardened nipples as she handed her the bra.

“Why thank you, sis,” Haley said, blushing a bit. She took the bra and put her arms through the straps and fit the lacy black cups around her breasts. She then turned her back to Chelsi. “Ok, sis, hook it up… If you can. It’s already feeling a little tight.”

“Speaking of tight,” Chelsi responded, staring at her perfect ass in the black thong. Sure, it was a little bigger, Chelsi thought, but not at all fat. Muscular and perfectly round. I bet Dad would like to stuff his sausage up there, she wondered, in slight disbelief that she was thinking this way about her little sister!

“What did you say?” Haley turned her head around with a wry smile. “Are you talking about my butt?” She winked.

“I am, and it’s cute, Hay,” Chelsi tried to recover. “Do you work out now?” Maybe she was being too obvious. She definitely didn’t want to scare her away.

“Just hook up the bra, girl” Haley pretended to act annoyed.

Chelsi struggled to hook the bra and realized it was too tight. Wow, my little sis has D cups, Chelsi thought. “Turn around, Hon.”

Haley’s tits were sticking out all over the place. On the sides, on top, below, it was pretty funny looking. Chelsi reached up and started tucking Haley’s boobs back into the bra, shaking the cups around to jiggle them in place. She reached into the right cup and brushed her rock hard nipple, which made Haley smile.

“Yeah, it’s too small,” Chelsi pronounced after stepping back and looking at her sister in her thong and bursting out of a little black bra. “Wow, sis, I’m impressed.”

“By what? A big pair of tits? I got lucky, I guess,” Haley started to take off the bra. “Guess I can’t say Mom never gave me anything. You get anything cool from her?”

“Um, yeah, uh…” Chelsi stammered. “What do you mean? I mean, yes, actually something very nice recently. When they were down to visit last time.”

“Oh really? Like what?”

“Well, it’s a long story,” Chelsi knew this was a chance. “I’ll tell you all about it over lunch. Try on that big bra, sis.” She handed her the 36D and it fit perfectly. They went back out and picked up a few more and decided to sit at a small Italian restaurant in the mall.

They both ordered and chit-chatted for awhile. Chelsi was getting more nervous about broaching ‘the topic’ when Haley asked, “so, what did Mom give you on their trip?”

Oh God, Chelsi thought, here we go… “Well, she kind of gave me…”

“Yes?”

“It’s big, Hay, and I can only tell you if you promise to do something for me, ok?”

“Yeah, sure, ok, what did she give you?!?”

“Seriously, Hay, you promise?”

“Yes, I promise Chelsi, what is it?”

“Well, she, um, gave me…” Oh no, well here it goes. “She gave me Dad, Hay. I fucked Dad and Mom watched. Ok?” Chelsi turned beat red.

Haley looked stunned. “What? You’re… kidding, right?”

“No, Hay, I’m not. And now I need something from you,” Chelsi turned from red to ashen white.

“Um, yeah, ok, what? I mean, first, what happened?”

“I saw mom and dad having sex last Christmas and Daddy saw me, and then he flirted with me and when they came down last year we all had some wine and I flirted back with him and then he wound up in bed with me and fucked me while Mom watched us. She was drunk but we all ended up sleeping together,” Chelsi blurted it out and watched as Haley went from confused to quizzical to amazed.

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Aparna, my dream girl… my lust… my doll… lying on the bed, between sheets – all naked and asleep. She’s tired, very tired… I know. On the floor is lying her white cotton panty. I bend and pick it up, bring it up my face. It’s that aroma. Her pussy… her sweet, sweet pussy!

I had seen her sitting there today, at her desk… fidgeting with a paper cup. She’s pretty I tell you. Very pretty. Fair, dark eyes and thin, pursed lips. Her fingers are kind of short and naughty. She’s got these nice and perky breasts and a pouting, pretty ass to go with it. Takes your breath away, every time she moves.

It’s been weeks that she’d been flirting with me. Nothing special about that. It was just casual ball-tickling. She does that to everyone. She just bats her eyes a certain way, dances her voice a certain way… touches your arm so casually yet so sensually, it all is really very well done. I must say, she’s really something this Aparna girl. Just couldn’t get her out of my head.

We both work at this call-centre in Kolkata, and work the punishing night-shifts. Today as I reached office at 10 PM, a surprise greeted me. There would be no work. Some kind of emergency repair was going on in the building. Something to do with fire-safety and all, these call-centre companies are becoming really paranoid about stuff like that nowadays.

Anyways, so there were a few of us just hanging around deciding what to do. I spotted Aparna, standing by herself at some distance. So, I just walked up to her.

“Hey, isn’t this cool. No work!” I smiled cheerfully.

“Yes. But now I don’t know what to do. My PG is closed for the night. I don’t have a place to stay.” she said half-interestedly. Aparna was a sub-urbs girl, who lived in the city for her job.

“Well, you could spend the night at my place.” I suggested naughtily. I shared a flat with my grandma, and since she was Cami Halısı away for a few days at my uncle’s place – this was a god-sent.

“Hmmm… wouldn’t you like that.” Ah, she bats those eye-lids like that again. My balls stir deep within my pants.

“Hey, c’mon… no hanky-panky, I promise.” I lied. “Besides you don’t have anywhere else to go.”

“C’mon. What’s to think about? You’re going.” I took her by the hand towards my car. She didn’t resist.

Back at home, the security guard gave me a dirty stare as I brought Aparna up to my flat. A couple of hundred bucks, ought to keep him shut. But that’s tomorrow’s thing. For now, I was ushering Aparna into my flat.

“I think you should change & be a little more comfortable.” I fetched an old shorts of mine. She seemed a little uncomfortable now, but a little encouragement got her through.

By the time she came out, I had the drinks ready. Seeing her smooth, white legs I had a tent in my pants. She noticed. She smiled. She enjoyed the power she had over men.

“No drinks.” she said. Playing hardball. I don’t quite think she wanted to fuck tonight.

“Just a few shots to sleep well.” I smiled.

“Absolutely not.” she insisted. Oh well, I downed a couple of stiff ones. I showed her my grandma’s room and she promptly walked in, locking the door from the inside.

Well, so there. I was sad. Walked into the bathroom to jerk it all off. However, I noticed a white cotton panty hanging off the hook. I took it and smelt Aparna’s panty in my face. It was brilliant! I could almost taste her pussy on my tongue. My balls stirred and a current passed through my body. Damn! Couldn’t let this opportunity pass on by!

A knock on her door.

“What is it?” she called out

“I need some stuff from the room, just let me in for a while.”

“Can’t it wait till morning?”

“No.”

She Cami Halıları opened the door. I walked in and shoved something in her hands… “Here you left this in the loo.”

I took her in my arms and started kissing her. She pushed me off. “What the hell do you think you are doing?”

“I am going to fuck you bitch… and I am going to fuck you nasty tonight.”

She took a few steps back. I walked up. “Your breath stinks of vodka.” she finally said with her naughty eyes glinting.

“Too bad,” I replied. “Told you to have some of that shit, didn’t I?”

“And I asked you to not have it.” She smiled approvingly.

I pushed her on the bed and kissed her on her soft, thin lips. She bit me back. “Ouch.”

“I am a feisty one, think you can handle me.” she egged me on. I dove in… removing her top and pulling down her bra-straps. Kissed her on her neck and slurped on her ear. Her ear-lobes were very soft and delectable. Moved down to neck and ravaged it within minutes.

Her fingers ran through my hair as she pushed my head further and further down. I stopped at her boobs, and sucked on her nipples. She had these really soft breasts. I held those powder-puffs in my hands and sucked on them. Licking the nipples in circular licks and licking up her cleavage.

Suddenly she yanked my hair painfully. “Ouch.”

“Eat me you bastard.” she growled.

I proceeded to remove her shorts straight on. She spread her legs to reveal a semi-shaven, beautiful pussy. I licked it slowly in long strokes at first. Then dove in further, with faster licks. Soon I found her clit and started sucking on it. Slowly and gently. It started turning her on. She started yelling. “Fuck… fuck… this feels so good… ummmmn.”

I felt like screwing this horny bitch straight away, but I wanted to make her cum. I kept eating her out. Alternating my pace, slow and fast… her pussy was incredibly clean and sweet-smelling, so didn’t mind the extra attention I was giving it. Then almost without warning… it happened.

“Aaaaagh, ouch…ummpf!” she yelled out loud and bucked her hips as she had a thunderous orgasm. And I licked her off. She lay tired after a while, and I stood back watching her on the bed, lying with a very satisfied expression.

“Ummmn… didn’t think you’d be so good.” she finally spoke without looking directly at me. “Too bad I can’t make my opinion on you yet.” I said.

She looked up and gave me a wicked smile, hooked her brow. “So what turns you on?”

“Certainly not a woman who lies around doing too much talking!” I pulled down my shorts. Aparna grabbed my tee and pushed me on the bed. Then she lifted it above my head and started licking my nipples sensually. Then she went down on me and slipped my dick in her small, lovely mouth.

Aparna it seems was quite an expert at sucking dick as she sucked me hard, licking my balls and going deep on me. As her head bobbed up and down on my cock, some of her hair fell on her innocent, fair face. She looked so beautiful… she looked so much a slut. Ughh… God, I was enjoying that blow!

I grabbed her head and pushed it deep on my cock, as I unloaded my entire cum down her throat. She gagged, and tried to pull back… but I didn’t let her. I pushed Aparna’s head further down and thrust my cock up so it went deeper down her throat. She gagged pretty bad before I let her go.

Aparna’s eyes were wet and her mouth full of my cum. She looked up in lust, and my cum dripping from her tongue. She knew I was just getting started.

We fucked nasty that night.

“I thought you said no hanky-panky!” she smiled as she woke up from her sleep to find me smelling her white panty.

“Blame it on your panty Aparna, blame it on your panty.” I smiled back knowing she wouldn’t understand what I meant!

PS: this is my first story. Do look out for subsequent chapters. Any suggestions/feedback is welcome.

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Babes

Britany was the VP of Sales’ 18 y/o daughter, who had been hired to work part time after class in our small firm. Having been assigned to work in my department, I was entrusted with her introduction to the work force in general. I had no idea that I would be teaching her in more ways than one.

She was blonde, tall and pretty as only a young woman can be. We hit it off right away. I found her sweetness and freshness very appealing, almost intoxicating.

She had a wonderful laugh. Her laugh was the opposite of the demure looking young girl appearance. It was very throaty, almost lusty in timber. Heads often turned in the office when she laughed, but being whose daughter she was no one protested.

I made it a point to tell her jokes during the training just to hear her. In hind sight, I guess that laugh was indicative of the vixen that laid underneath.

I noticed that Britany seemed to find reasons to stand often by my side of the desk. Often just inches away from me as she looked at my computer screen or whatever document I was showing her at the time.

I couldn’t help but notice her long strong legs when she wore a skirt. My favorite outfit was when she wore a denim skirt with white pumps, a gold ankle bracelet around her right ankle. The first time I saw her in that outfit my cock uncontrollaby sprang up. Detecting a mischievous grin appearing on her face, I was positive she had noticed it.

When she wore jeans, they were tight and always the low hip hugging kind. My eyes would automatically focus on the outline of her pussy lips and delicious ass.

Britany’s Escort Bayan Antep gum drop nipples made up for the smallness of her tits. When she wore a particular satin top, her nipples would show through the fabric. This definitely was one good looking girl! Good thing her dad was seldom in the office.

I also noticed that as people would leave to go home, often Britany would seem to linger around doing things that could’ve been done earlier. As her boss this delay would cause me to have to stay and wait for her.

One night, she decided to use the restroom before leaving. I waited and waited and waited. Finally, as I was about to knock on the door and ask her if she was alright, I could hear what sounded like heavy panting. I returned to my desk. When Britany came out, her flushed face gave her away.

While at my desk, I pretended to read a contract to give her time to get ready to leave. Instead, Britany walked ito my office, stood next to me and started talking to me about she appreciated the training she was getting.

As she stood close, I could smell the musky aroma of her pussy. I imagined as we spoke how wet and sweet her pussy must be and what it looked like.

Britany then knelt next to me as she often did when I showed her a report or spoke to her. But this time I could tell it was different. Her face was even more flushed.

I nervously stood up. Britany did also. We were now face to face. I reached around her waist and pulled her to me. She leaned into me, knowing “the” kiss was about to take place. Her lips parted to allow my tongue in.

As I caressed her tongue with my mine, Britany would gently suck on it. I pressed my cock against her as we kissed. She returned the passion.

Being 30 years her senior meant nothing at the time. All I knew was that this beautiful young woman was going to get fucked by me.

Britany pushed me down to the chair and again knelt down, turning the chair so that I faced her. Rubbing my swollen cock through my pants with both hands. Then rubbing her face on it, sucking the outline of my thick shaft through the fabric.The sight and sensation were incredible.

Without a word, Britany unbuckled my belt and opened my zipper. She pulled my pants and underwear down in one motion to my ankles. She then stared at my cock for a moment. Said it was beautiful and started sucking.

For a moment I was not the one in control, I was a kid again feeling the joy of getting his first blow job! Britany hungrily sucked. Making loud sucking sounds. Her saliva pooled at the base of my cock, drenching my balls and pubic hair.

It was so beautiful to her blonde head bobbing up and down in my lap, her mouth full of cock meat. My cock meat!

Britany licked by balls as she stroked my cock, causing me to let out a groan. Her tongue continuing lower and lower to my asshole. Once there she licked the rim and thrusted her tongue inside! Britany feverishly rubbing her pussy as she did so.

I reached for her and raised her up to her feet, opening the desk desk drawer and reaching for a condom. I had learned a long time ago to always be ready. Especially, for times like this.

Opening the packaging, Britany continued to stroke my cock. She took the condom and placed it on my cock herself and rolled it down. Her hands on my cock felt so good that I almost came.

I pushed Britany onto the desk and leaned her backwards. Lowering her jeans. Her panties were soaked with pussy juice, making them transparent.

As I removed her panties she let out a small gasp. Upon removing them, I stood back and looked at her rose petal pussy. The scent of lust filled the room. I rubbed her clit, which was standing up, with my thumb.

I leaned over and kissed her beautiful pussy. Britany held my head as I did. I darted my tongue deep inside after sucking on her clit. Britany started to buck and grind her pussy into my mouth. I reached underneath and squeezed her ass with my hands as I ate her. Then gently lifting her hips as I sucked and licked her pussy, I rubbed her asshole. With that, Britany came. Her wetness all over my face. I rubbed my face against her wet pussy.

I pulled Britany towards the edge of the desk and entered her with my cock. Her long legs over my shoulders, allowing me to be deep inside her with each thrust. My balls banging against her asshole.

Our eyes locked as the tempo picked up. The sight of Britany’s eyes rolling back with passion and biting down on her lips as she came caused me to explode. Shoving it as deep as I could, I groaned loudly.

We both left tired and spent that evening, but Britany left that much wiser (and used). I was told by her dad later on that Britany wouldn’t stop talking about how a great boss I was. He’s asked me if I would mind letting his other daughter work for me too!

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Lost in Space Ch. 01

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The enormous Gateway station lay in a low Earth orbit. One of the primary hubs for the shipment of both freight and personnel between the planet and all of the colonies spread across the solar system, it was a mass of residential blocks, vast cargo bays, and docking ports.

A mission was scheduled to depart from here today to rush replacement parts, food stuffs and medical supplies out to a starship that was now limping slowly through interstellar space, damaged by the impact of an errant asteroid. It was an important mission and needed to be done with all due haste, but something was delaying the loading of the cargo containers onto the transport vehicle Galileo VII.

Designed for the speedy delivery of urgently needed supplies and equipment, the Galileo VII was much smaller and faster than the massive freighters that carried the great bulk of humanity’s cargo through the depths of space and so was perfect for a mission like this. With most of it’s interior space taken up by over-powered engines and cargo space, there were precious few creature comforts available for the crew. Thanks to the wonders of modern computerized automation though, only four people actually needed to be inconvenienced to keep her operating effectively. At this moment, the crew of the Galileo VII was still back on the station, having their breakfast and receiving a final mission briefing.

Unfortunately, something seemed to be slowing down the loading of the cargo and thus jeopardizing the departure time that had been scheduled. With rapidly growing annoyance, the dock master could only watch helplessly as the standardized cargo containers backed up, the ‘bots who were supposed to be moving them seeming to take forever to come back for the next load.

Marching into his office, Chip Monk went straight to the computer and called up which team was supposed to be overseeing the loading of the Galileo VII this morning. When the names came up, a moan that spoke eloquently of long suffering escaped him.

He really should have guessed.

“Computer, I wish to communicate with First Technician Helen Highwater.”

The machine answered immediately. “Connecting.”

A wall mounted monitor lit up to reveal a woman in her early thirties sitting behind a desk. She was a woman of modest looks with unmanageable mousey brown hair cut short in a style that did nothing to accentuate the shape of her face. Her eyes were a dull and lifeless brown, hidden behind a pair of spectacles, her nose was large, and her wide mouth was framed by a set of thin lips. Naturally, she was dressed in her uniform, a body hugging set of coveralls that did nothing to conceal just how plump she was or how small her bosom was.

She didn’t seem to have noticed that the communicator had hummed into life and was totally engrossed in reading a book, the cover of which revealed it to be one of those gothic, bodice ripper romances.

Chip waited a moment, but when she continued to fail to notice him, he quietly cleared his throat. She didn’t hear it, running her tongue over her lips as she reached a particularly steamy passage of her novel. Taking a deep breath, he cleared his throat again, much louder this time.

He was heard loud and clear this time and he had to admit that the way that book was hidden away in an instant was actually pretty impressive. If he hadn’t seen the truth for himself, he might well have bought the fiction that she had been doing her job. “Dock Master Monk!” she said with a big, but patently insincere smile. “How good to see you this morning, sir! You’re looking very well today. Have you been working out? I’m sorry for not noticing you earlier, but I was just so engrossed in tracking the loading of the Galileo VII . . .”

“About the Galileo VII,” Chip interrupted, hoping to cut through the crap and get straight to the point. “Something is slowing down the cargo loading. I’ve checked and the problem isn’t at my end of things, so I need you to check up on your subordinate before we have to delay the ship’s departure.”

“Oh, I am so sorry, sir. I had been tracking the situation of course,” she lied, “but I hadn’t realized it was as bad as that. I can assure you it’s not at all my fault in any way whatsoever.”

“Your team was tasked with overseeing the loading, First Technician,” was his blunt reply. “As the leader of the team, in the final analysis it is your responsibility.”

“But . . .”

“Just get it fixed,” he growled. “And fast.”

“Yes, sir. I promise you I’ll have this problem fixed before you know it.”

* * *

Striding along the short boarding tube that led from the space station with a brisk and efficient step that told everyone she passed that her errand was urgent, Helen Highwater had an annoyed frown on her face as she made her way into the craft that was docked here.

Her mission to find out what was holding things up this morning was a simple one, in truth. She already knew without question just who was causing the problem.

Passing Bayan Escort Antep through the hatch that led into the cavernous main cargo bay, she found herself on an elevated catwalk that overlooked the vast open area were the freight was actually staged. Here and there, ladders led down to the floor, but she chose to stay where she was for the moment so that she could use the high perch to spot her quarry.

Sure enough, she quickly spotted just what she was expecting to find.

Her subordinate technician Poppy Cox had been given the tedious job of overseeing the ‘bots who were actually bringing the cargo containers in here and getting them secured both with old fashioned straps and with gravity braces.

It was extremely important to make sure that every bit of that cargo was properly secured so that it couldn’t shift during the voyage as it could so easily be damaged or, in a worst case scenario, even cripple the Galileo VII itself. All of the actual labor was being performed by humanity’s robotic helpers of course, but the regulations said that a human being had to be there to make absolutely sure that everything was done correctly. The ‘bots had such a minimal failure rate however that the job was nothing less than mind-numbingly boring.

And that was why it was a perfect job for someone like Poppy.

As she peered down from the catwalk, Helen wondered not for the first time just what kind of pervert had designed those ‘bots.

They were tubular in shape and stood about six feet tall with the top sculpted into a sort of helmet shape and the base mounted with twin spheres that contained the gear that allowed the machine to move about. It had no arms at all to spoil it’s smooth lines, equipped instead with energy projectors that shot out gravitational beams that allowed it to move and secure the heavy cargo containers with utter ease.

It was a simple practical design, but to the eyes of most observers the ‘bots looked exactly like an oversized, erect male sex organ.

This was merely an embarrassment most of the time, but when you add in a young woman like Poppy whose intelligence was limited but who was just overflowing with a natural and unbridled sensuality, then it became a major problem. From her overlook, Helen could clearly see that the young woman had gotten one of the three ‘bots cornered and was pressing the entire length of her body up against it, her hands slowly stroking it’s smooth sides.

The girl evidently didn’t fully understand that a ‘bot wasn’t really an erect penis and so she kept getting distracted from her work by the urge to fondle and stroke them. The machines were programmed to do whatever they were told by their human masters and so, when she did get distracted, it had no choice but to stop doing the work it had been assigned and permit her to have her way with it.

And that was why this wasn’t such a perfect job for someone like Poppy.

Sighing heavily, Helen made her way over to the nearest ladder, wondering just what kind of terrible crime she had committed to be penalized with a subordinate like this. On reaching the floor of the storage bay, Helen turned to face her subordinate with her arms crossed and with an appropriately annoyed expression arrayed on her face.

“Second Technician!”

The young woman was taken completely by surprise by her boss, jumping and stumbling away from the machine she had been molesting. She recognized that she was in trouble and so she ducked her head, clasping her hands together in front of her, looking very slightly embarrassed and just a little bit ashamed of herself.

The ‘bot simply returned to it’s work meanwhile, though Helen felt sure that somewhere deep down in it’s silicon chip soul, the emotionless automaton must have felt at least a little grateful for this timely rescue.

As she regarded the young woman, Helen was able to find a moment to be more than a little envious of all the physical gifts Poppy had been blessed with.

Though sweet, innocent, and more than a little stupid, the younger woman had the body of a sex goddess. She had a long and luxuriant mane of platinum blonde hair, big and sparkling green eyes, and full and utterly kissable lips. Like her boss, she too was dressed in a set of tight fitting coveralls, but in her case it molded itself perfectly to her curvaceous figure and showed without question that she was not wearing any underwear beneath it. Unlike Helen though who hardly had anything up top, Poppy came well armed with a set of huge and gravity defying boobs.

Poppy was enough to make any woman alive feel self-conscious, even second rate, but it was worse for Helen since she also didn’t have a very good opinion of her appearance to begin with. The First Technician could only imagine how high she would have risen through the ranks by now if her mind had been teamed with such a fantastic body.

“I’m sorry, Helen,” Poppy said in a small, meek voice, her lips pursed into a pout. “I guess I got a little distracted again.”

“First Technician Highwater!” Helen corrected. The girl was friendly and outgoing to a fault and often forgot such niceties.

Poppy ducked her head even lower and tried again. “I’m very sorry, First Technician Highwater. I’m afraid I got a little distracted again.”

With the girl’s eyes focused on the ground, Helen took full advantage of the opportunity to have a closer look at this beautiful young creature. Though she found Poppy endlessly frustrating, even she was not immune to the powerful aura of sexiness this flighty woman exuded. For whatever reason, Helen especially enjoyed checking the girl out at times like this when she was being all submissive . . .

Hurriedly, Helen pulled herself together before she got caught.

“Distracted?! Poppy, how many times do I have to tell you that those ‘bots are just machines? They have no feelings and no emotions at all! They are not real . . .” She was on duty here and could not quite bring herself to speak the word penis, much less the coarser terms for that bit of the male anatomy.

“Oh, I know that, First Technician. But they really do look just like them, don’t they?” One of the ‘bots happened to glide by the two women then, holding a crate in mid-air with a shimmering beam of green light, and Poppy could not resist turning her head to watch it. “Whenever I spend time with them like this, I just can’t help but think about how much fun it would be to play with a real dick that was six feet tall . . .”

The girl’s voice trailed off and Helen could see that she was losing her to another absurd fantasy. It was clear that they were not going to be able to hold this conversation here with three giant mechanical phalluses vying for her attention. They needed to take this somewhere else where she could be assured of having Poppy’s full attention.

There were the crew’s living compartments of course, but it would have been an unforgivable breach of their privacy to enter any of them. There was also the Common Area where the crew could relax and socialize while off duty, but there were just too many forms of entertainment in there that might distract the other woman. There was the engineering compartment, but the idea of allowing Poppy anywhere near this vessel’s overpowered engines was nothing short of terrifying to Helen. As far as she could see, that left the senior technician with only one place to take her subordinate.

“Come on, Poppy,” she said wearily, motioning for the girl to follow even as she turned and headed for the nearest lift. “Let’s go up to the bridge.”

“The bridge!?”

The way the other woman gasped in excitement made Helen wonder if this was really such a great idea.

* * *

The bridge was full of flashing lights and flickering screens and humming electronics and Poppy was just overcome. As her boss stalked over to stand before the helm and navigation console at the front of the room, the girl just wandered around as if in a daze, slowly soaking in every exciting, fascinating detail.

The Galileo VII’s main computer noted the arrival of the two humans instantly, accessed it’s database and did not recognize them as members of the crew. This failure did not deter it however and so it checked with the computers on the Gateway station to identify them and this time found success. Naturally, it wanted to know what these two were doing up here on the bridge rather than back down in the bowels of the ship where they were supposed to be. It had to be deferential though – like the ‘bots, it was programmed to obey the orders of it’s human masters.

“Good morning, First Technician and Second Technician,” the computer spoke, it’s voice soft and gentle, masculine but very deliberately modulated to be nonthreatening. “How may I be of service to you?”

Poppy’s eyes just lit up, excited at the prospect of making a new friend – even if it was just an artificial intelligence. She would not get a chance to chat with the computer then, though.

Helen glanced up in irritation at the sound of the synthetic voice. She needed to have a very serious discussion with her subordinate and had come here for the sole purpose of getting away from mechanical interruptions, so she did not welcome the friendly question from the main computer. “Be quiet, computer. You may not speak aloud again until I give you permission, too.”

With no choice in the matter, the machine obediently shut up.

Helen’s attention immediately returned to the other woman then and Poppy shrank back from the fierce glare that was directed at her. Helen remained silent for a moment, crossing her arms as she studied the guilty girl, one toe tapping irritably, but then spoke in a low and carefully controlled voice.

“You stupid, stupid girl, you. Don’t you understand how important your work is? If every last bit of that cargo isn’t properly secured, this ship could be wrecked! Do you really want the deaths of the four people who crew this thing on your conscience?”

Poppy shrank even farther away, backing away a step or two as she unconsciously tried to retreat from her bosses accusations.

“And what about the mission? Don’t you realize how important it is that the Galileo VII get out to that starship? They are in deep trouble, Poppy, and they need these supplies desperately! How much longer are they going to have to stay trapped out there in deep space just because you want to play with the ‘bots instead of doing your job? We are on a tight schedule, but you’ve put all of that in jeopardy by playing around!”

Poppy ducked her head, hugging herself as she faced up to the uncomfortable truth of the consequences of her moment of distraction.

“And let’s face it, Poppy, this isn’t the first time I’ve had to talk to you like this! It seems to me like you’re getting into some sort of trouble every other day! How did someone as inept as you ever get hired in the first place? How do you expect to keep your job if you cannot even do the simplest of tasks?”

This was really starting to seriously alarm Poppy as it was starting to sound like she might be about to lose her job. With her admittedly checkered work history, she felt sure that there was no way she could convince her boss that she deserved to keep her job and so instead she pulled out the big guns.

Fortunately for her, Poppy had an ace up her sleeve – a trick Poppy had learned a long, long time ago and it had stood her in good stead her entire life. She wasn’t an especially vain person, but she was well aware that just about everyone seemed to consider her a very desirable woman. While she certainly loved to have sex just for fun too, she also had discovered that a roll in the hay could defuse another persons anger and make them more willing to forgive and forget her countless mistakes. It was a trick that had never failed her yet!

Pulling herself together, she drew herself up to fully face her superior again, her shoulders back to emphasize her oversized bust and with her best megawatt smile on her face.

“Wanna fuck?”

As far as Helen was concerned, the question just seemed to come out of nowhere and she was nonplused. “I beg your pardon?”

Reaching up with one hand, Poppy tugged the zipper of her coveralls down far enough so that miles of cleavage was revealed and her big bosom threatened to spring out. Helen was unable to wrap her mind around the notion that her subordinate seemed to be undressing right here on the bridge of this little transport in violation of probably a dozen regulations and her eyes were naturally and irresistibly drawn down to those heavy udders, staying right there as if fixed.

“What are you . . .?”

Before she could react and somehow defend herself, Poppy sprang forward and gathered Helen up in her arms, kissing her firmly full on the mouth.

It’s kind of a hard transition to make when you are berating someone one second and the next they are putting the moves on you in a very big way and so the First Technician was understandably having quite a bit of trouble getting her bearings. What was happening to her now was so completely outside her experience that she found herself at a complete loss.

One thing that did keep echoing through Helen’s mind however was what a great kisser this girl was.

Wilting under the other woman’s determined assault, Helen sagged back against the helm and navigation console without even realizing what she was sitting on.

Unable to speak a warning thanks to Helen’s command that it must stay silent, the computer could only light up a screen on the console to announce that the Galileo VII’s main drives had just been activated and that this was a bad idea while the ship was still docked to the station. As the distant thunder of the powerful engines started to rumble and a gentle vibration coursed through the deck beneath them, the computer reminded the two women that the regulations clearly stated that only maneuvering thrusters should be used when in proximity to Gateway.

Neither woman even saw that flashing screen, though. Poppy was completely focused on showing her boss an awful good time, and Helen was rapidly losing touch with everything but this moment and the sensual young woman who had come on to her so very strongly.

Kissing her back now with more and more urgency, her hands coming to rest quite firmly on Poppy’s hips, Helen was rapidly growing more and more excited. This probably wouldn’t have been a problem had the couple found somewhere else to enjoy this tryst, but Helen was still sitting on that console and more and more buttons were being pressed while she wriggled.

Poppy then tugged the zipper of her bosses coveralls down slowly, going all the way down to her waist. The view she revealed wasn’t nearly as spectacular as it had been when the younger woman’s coveralls had been unzipped and it was true that nothing threatened to come springing out, but Poppy was evidently not a bit disappointed when she spread Helen’s top wide open to fully reveal those small breasts. Grabbing a tit in each hand, she lowered her head to start sucking at the nipples.

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