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The Customer (Dexter’s Saga) Ch. 06

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Laughing, the cop taunted him, “NO not yet! You are not screaming enough YET! This is only the preface, the foreword, and the preliminary. The main event is about to begin.”

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Holy shit, thought Dexter, I’ll never last the night. This guy is worse than an animal. He is going to rip me apart. That cock of his is going to slash through me like a hot knife cuts through a tub of butter and come out my mouth. I’ll never survive. If I do get out of this alive, I’m going to kill Sultan. The thought of Sultan made him think back to their training sessions together. Over and over the big Sudanese’s words came back to him reminding him that the key to surviving a rape or violent sex, is learning to relax.

“If there is one thing you have to remember it is this,” he said. “If the guy is bigger and stronger than you, there is little you can do to prevent the rape. You are bound to lose anyway and by fighting it, you only delay the inevitable and add to your pain and suffering. Most of our clients are not really looking to hurt you. They are only looking to have a good time. For that good time they are paying a very high price. They expect to get their money’s worth. All of them have fantasies and you are their means of fulfilling some of their fantasies and erotic dreams. They are role-playing and mean you no harm. Once you get to know them, you might even enjoy their antics. I will do my best to keep out the real nut cases. However, as much as I try to weed out the real psychopaths, there are a few clients that for political and other reasons, I just can’t stop from coming here.

I must be careful with those bastards. I have to walk a fine line. Some of them, like the Police Chief, are powerful enough to close me down. They are just looking for any excuse to do it. If they do manage to put the lock on the door – then you and all my ‘goods’ would have to go on the block. If that happens, your ass goes to the highest bidder and as I’ve told you before – you don’t want that to happen. Who is going to want you? There are not too many out there that could afford you? With the exception of maybe a few rich men or some ugly rich cock hungry female, the only people that could afford you at a public action, would be the drug dealers and users who run the lower class brothels in town. Believe me, you don’t want to wind up in their hands.”

The best advice Sultan could give him was to enter this world of role-playing together with the client. Make a game out of it. But never, let on that you are doing this. If they suspected you are faking they might really hurt you. One good way to do this is to learn to act. Make like you are resisting him and scream. I know this is difficult to understand, but you have to get your body to relax. By relaxing you can take the biggest cocks, and survive the roughest of rapes without serious injury to yourself. For some reason, screaming helps you to relax. Tension is your enemy. It causes your body to become stiff. Flexibility is what you want and to get this, you must relieve the tension. The more tense your body, the more you will be hurt. So, as silly as it may sound, you should always remember to scream. Not only will screaming help you relieve the tension, but it will also make the customer think he is getting more than what he paid for. Seduction, so they think is for sissies, rape is for real men and being a real man is what they are pretending to be. Making your clients feel like they are real men is what makes a common prostitute into a courtesan.

All these and other thoughts passed through his blonde head as the cop positioned him on the bed. He knew he had been trained to take huge cocks. Sultan had repeatedly inserted several dildos, starting with a small size and working up to that last humongous dildo. That last dildo, so Sultan had told him, made him open his backside to the point where it was almost capable of accommodating a cock the size of Sultan’s big manhood. Now, over and over, Dexter kept telling himself that the Police Chief Ataşehir Escort could never measure up to that last imitation dick. This cop was nowhere as big as Sultan, few men were, but he was mean, rough, and obnoxious. And he was capable of doing him great harm. For all Dexter could remember, this cop might even be smaller than that bastard, Achmed, the one that had got him into this mess to begin with. Remembering that slob brought tears to his eyes. If it hadn’t been for that filthy shopkeeper he would not be on all fours now waiting for this so called law officer to shove his dick up my ass.

Dexter now felt the cop’s strong body slithering and pawing his way up his back, mounting him like some wild beast in rutting season. It was as if the cop was a heavy hairy ape who had carried him to his nest and now was about to take possession of his being. He could feel the tip of his raging cock acting like a probing master key, rubbing against his ass, searching for the keyhole to open the lock. He felt the cop’s strong hairy arms encircled his mid-section as the cop adjusted his body and got into position to penetrate the gates with his steel lance. Harder and harder Mike squeezed the blonde; pulling and yanking his body back against his cock. Grabbing Dexter’s long blonde hair and using it as horse reins he pulled his head back, arching his body as his dick pushed and forced its way into his ass.

Son of a bitch, Sultan was wrong – this bastard was hurting his ass. The cop yelled at him, “take my cock, babe. I’m going to rape that sweet ass of yours and rip it to shreds if you don’t let me in! Didn’t that black bastard teach you anything? I know you’re not a virgin, but you sure are tight.” Then it happened the head pounded against the locked door and the gate opened a faction. Suddenly the hard dry cock head burst into his boy pussy as the cop pushed in, like a voracious thief in search of booty. In it went almost in one forceful smash. Forcing its way all the way in until there was nothing left to plunder. Dexter screamed bloody blue murder. The sound hit the ceiling reverberating and bouncing from one wall to another. Most of the Clients and whores that were in the establishment stopped what they were doing for a few seconds, and wondered what the hell was going on. For a moment or two, some of them thought that perhaps the Police were raiding the establishment. But then they remembered that the police chief was himself a customer tonight and that the screams were most likely coming from that new whore for which he had paid that ridiculous sum of money. Laughing, they thought that Mike was just being Mike, and was just living up to his reputation.

“That’s it babe. That’s what I want to hear. Scream! Scream, you no good whore.” Whispered Mike into Dexter’s ear, “that’s what I want to hear. Scream!” he said over and over again, raising his voice and then he lowered his mouth to the exposed nap of Dexter’s neck and bit him hard and shook his head back and forth just as a wild Panther does when he takes possession of his mate. Holding Dexter’s neck in his mouth and using his strong arms to keep him in place, the cop humped, pumped and pounded Dexter’s body wildly. He continued to do so even as the young man ceased struggling and passed into that dark, deep hole of near unconsciousness. Mike fucked the comatose body over and over until he sprayed his seed deep into the anal cavity of the now numb body beneath him and then he rolled off his exhausted prey. “You no good whore, you passed out on me. I’m not finished yet. I want more!” He flipped him over on his back, lifted his legs to his shoulders and punched his cock repeatedly into the now well spermed hole and fucked him again and again.

Hearing the scream in his office, Sultan sitting at his desk, bolted up, knocking over his chair, and ran to the door. Flinging the door open, he almost ran into Yussef. “What the hell was that?” he asked him.

“Must be Dexter, Mike must be riding him like he rides that motorcycle of his.”

“I told you to warn him that I wanted Dexter back alive. We got to stop him. He will kill him.” Sultan said.

“No you don’t. Leave them alone. It’s good for business. You trained Dex well, but you know how Mike is. If he comes out of there smiling and not asking for his money back – we have it made. Every man in the county will want a night with your blonde sexpot. You know how our clientele loves to brag. They will all want to try to make Dexter say they made him scream as much as Mike did. Money, money, we will be rolling in it. Go back in your office and stuff your ears with cotton or something. I’ll watch.”

“Ok. But just in case, I want you to stay near that door. If it gets too loud, or if you feel he is in real danger, you are to bust in there and stop that son of a bitch before he kills my prize whore. I don’t care if he is the fucking Chief of Police. That bastard can’t kill one of my whores.” Sultan instructed him. “A dead whore is of no use to us if we can’t continue Bostancı Escort to rent him out. I already had to pay medical bills to repair that boy’s ass hole. And I’m not going to make that fucking doctor richer every time some client plows that blonde’s asshole! “

Yussef ran and posted himself at the door of the room. His ear to the door, he listened and soon heard the renewed sounds of the bed bouncing up and down. Dexter must have recovered. Now and then he heard Mike laugh and tell Dexter what a great fuck he was. He relaxed when he heard Dexter begin to beg Mike to fuck him harder. Then there were quiet times when he heard just the sounds of kissing and sucking; these were followed by short periods of silence. Finally, Yussef thought he heard Mike laughing and then say at last that Dexter was a great fuck and he was satisfied for the time being.

“I broke my record. I came six times in one night! You were worth every cent I paid for you. Don’t tell Sultan I said that. Now let’s both try to get some sleep.” The chief bragged, “maybe we will continue in the morning.”

By that time it was about five AM. It became still in the room and then the only thing the Arab servant could hear was snoring. Thank God he thought and then he, himself, went to sleep.

Later that morning Yussef arose and prepared breakfast, which he served to both Dexter and Mike in bed. Upon entering he was glad to see Dexter was still alive. Mike sat up and ate like a horse, Dexter like a bird. Yussef left the room and after, eating Mike again wanted to fuck Dexter. He would have, too, but the pounding on the door stopped him. “It’s 10:30 AM and your time’s up. You’ve had your breakfast and more than your money’s worth.” Shouted Sultan as he forced his way into the room.

“Well you can’t blame a guy for trying. He was worth every cent of it too.” Mike said patting Dexter on the ass and getting out of bed. “You wouldn’t think of selling him to me, would you?” He asked as he pulled on his pants.

“Well, perhaps I might. But first I’ll have the doctor look him over and assess the damage you’ve done to him. You and that big cock of yours may have ruined him. He may not be worth keeping now.” Sultan cried, “He was worth three quarters of a million. But that was before you got your filthy hands on him. Now, I’m lucky if I can get a half million. It all depends on his healing ability. If he heals quickly, I may be able to use him as a house servant, like Yussef, for a while. I think I will be able to absorb the loss for a few days. However, if he doesn’t heal fast, I will be forced to sell him and you may have him for two hundred and fifty thousand.” Then to Dexter he said, “You, you worthless piece of shit, get your sorry ass out of bed and report to Yussef, upstairs.”

After Dexter left, Mike handed Sultan $500. “Give this to the kid, he was great in bed. You better treat him well because if you don’t, you’ll have me to answer to. I would like to buy him from you. Right now I’ll give you one hundred thousand. That would make you a very nice profit. From what I hear you almost stole the kid from that slime ball, Achmad. You would be well advised to take it. You might not know it, but the kid is planning on escaping. The fool even begged me to help him. I refused to help in any way. There is no need for me to give him any assistance. I’m sure he will try soon and I don’t need to remind you that when he does, he leaves your protection and enters mine. When that happens, you can be sure, I will get my hands on him and you will never see him again. There will be no jail for that one as the others I’ve recovered for you. Hell no! I’ll not let my deputies or the prisoners near him. I’ll keep him locked up in my house and you and everyone else in this fucking town can go to hell if you think I’m going to let you or anyone else touch him!”

Sultan chuckled and said, “hmmm, one hundred thousand – was he that good? Maybe I’ll try him myself. Don’t worry, Chief, I’ll take good care of him. This one won’t get away from me! Even if I have to chain him up. Now you finish dressing and get back to protecting our little town. Next time you come here I might even give you a discount on any other whore you might want, but Dexter is not included in that deal.”

The Chief left the building in a happy mood, mounted his motorcycle, started the engine and with a mighty roar that reverberated throughout the parking lot, left the area. Sultan smiled, knowing that the entire town would soon be informed that their Police Chief had a very successful night at ‘Sultan’s House of Delights’. He watched, smiled and shaking his head, ran upstairs to the apartment to check on Dexter.

“How are you feeling? Did that bastard hurt you? Come, lay on the bed and let me exam you.”

Dexter lay on the bed exposing his rear end for Sultan’s examination. “Don’t be such a mammy. I’m O.K., just a little sore. He really didn’t hurt me that much. He was rough, but not too bad. I should be fine in a day or Kadıköy Escort two.”

“Then what the hell was all that screaming about last night? It sounded like he was killing you. I had Yussef stay by your door last night – just in case. I was almost going to bust in and throw out that son of a bitch. From now on we will have to set up a code word you can yell if a customer is getting too rough.”

“What the hell did you expect? Hey, I was just doing what you taught me to do. You said to scream and act like he was killing me. Make the client think you have never seen such a big cock. Act like a pure, sweet and untouched virgin. Those were your very instructions.”

“Well that was some acting then. You sure scared the piss out of everyone here.” Sultan slapped Dexter’s ass, turned him over and took him in his arms and kissed him. “You sure you are OK? You’re not just saying that just to please me are you?

“And why should I want to please you? He could have killed me for all you care!”

“I do care, you are my little moneymaker. You did well, and look, you earned a $500 tip to boot. I told you, you were going to be a big moneymaker for us. And it looks like I was right. Now I want you to rest a day or so, then we can put you back ‘on line’, babe.”

“You going to give me a room of my own or will I have to move into the dormitory.”

“No, baby, for the time being, you stay right here in my room when you’re not working so I can keep an eye on you. I don’t want you associating with the riffraff. We have to keep you high class. No telling what them common whores will teach you. Besides there is still much I haven’t taught you.”

So for the next few days, Dexter rested up. Sultan hovered over him like he was guarding his life. He kept him a virtual prisoner in his room. Dexter was going stir-crazy.

“You really should let me get some fresh air and sunlight. I am going to waste away up here. I need some exercise.” Dexter complained. “I’m really feeling good now.”

“I don’t want the sun to tan you, my love. The whiter your skin is, the more I like it. And what’s more important is the fact that my customers prefer you light skinned and blonde. They love to see their dark skinned cocks sinking into that white ass of yours. I, myself, get a charge seeing my black hands moving over that smooth white body of yours. You know it is true what they say about us blacks; we are bigger and hornier than whites. And we do love blondes. Especially good-looking ones like you. Look at all those black athletes. They can have their pick of any black beauty they want and there are plenty of them that would love all that money and sex. But do they? No they don’t. Are they not always screwing blondes? Light skinned beauties like you look so vulnerable, so sexy; we feel the need to protect you. I, myself, feel that you are like some delicate white lily in a field of dark weeds that are threatening to engulf you and you are screaming for protection,” Sultan said as he ran his fingers over Dexter’s skin, his fingers rubbing over his chest and resting on his nipples. And then lowering his mouth to the young man’s pink lips, he kissed him and enfolded him in his arms and let out a big sigh. “Ahhhhh! What a waste! This face, this body, and what have I turned you into? A whore. And not just a common prostitute, but also one every man in this town would love to take to bed. Perhaps you were right, Dexter, I should let you go.”

“But you won’t, will you? Why not?” Dexter asked. “It is not just the money, is it?”

“Don’t get the wrong idea. Yes it is the money! Damn it! I’m a greedy Whore Master and you are going to be my chief moneymaker. If you think I love you, you are wrong. If it’s one thing I know – it’s that I’m not in love with you. I can’t fall in love with you.”

He took Dexter’s face in his hands and kissed him gently on the lips again and then, as the young lips parted, he inserted his tongue and searched the inside of his mouth. He ran his tongue tip over the guy’s teeth and plummeted his mouth with his probing tongue. Then, pulling away from him, he looked deeply into his eyes and said, “Damn you, I can’t afford to be in love with you, but I am. I am in love with you! What the fuck am I to do now?”

“Free me!” Dexter whispered. “If you did love me, you would free me.”

“You know I can’t do that. I know as soon as I did that you would be out of here and on your way out of the county and I would never see you again.”

“I just might want to stay here with you. But you have no way of knowing that, until I am free and able to make my own decisions.”

“No, you little vixen, I am not going to chance that. Do you really think I’m that much of a fool?” said Sultan grabbing and holding him close and sucking on his earlobe. “Why would I? What the hell is love anyway? I can have you anytime I feel like it and you will have to like it or I will beat the hell out of you. But I won’t do that, because while I love to think of myself as compassionate, I really am a cold hardnosed businessman. Now stop this shit about freedom. You are my slave and you will remain so until either I or my customers get tired of you. Forget it, It’s time for you to get back to work. Let’s put that white ass of yours to work making us lots of money.”

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Ryan Jackson’s Great Stretch Pt. 02

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Ryan Jackson’s great stretch: Chapter 02

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Ryan Jackson’s great stretch. Chapter 2

Ryan woke up the next morning to find Cody’s cock still deep inside him. He felt so full. As he reached down to touch the spot where his ass and Cody’s cock joined he found the area soaking wet. It was then that he realized that while they had fallen asleep face to face, Cody was on his back and Ryan was on top of him, as if he was riding Cody. His movements woke his friend up. Cody groaned, stretched (forcing more cock deep into Ryan) then grabbed his hips and started fucking Ryan hole again.

“Damn dude, I can’t believe you slept all though the night. Your tight ass kept me up all night. I lost count of the number of times I came. I haven’t cum this much … ever.” Cody said, his voice thick and heavy.

Ryan couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His best friend, his room mate had spent the night ass fucking him, while he slept. And that here he was, still fucking him. He also couldn’t believe how hard his cock was nor how good it felt to have that thick cock sliding in and out of his ruined hole.

Cody Ataşehir Escort was quick to cum, his jizm running freely out of Ryan’s sloppy hole. Has he started to come down, he reached around and took hold of Ryan’s stiff member. He quickly milked a small load out of Ryan before dozing off to sleep again.

Ryan lay there on top of his friend. He could feel Cody’s cock start to soften, even though it didn’t leave its new home. Getting up, he felt Cody’s cock finally pop free as a river of cum started to run out of him.

“Oh gross” he cried.

Ryan felt so dirty from getting fucked like a bitch. He wasn’t gay, he was straight. He banged pussy. He needed to get clean and this would all be over. He grabbed his towel, and his bath kit and (like every morning) walked down to the shared shower room. Ryan was so busy trying not to think about the feel of Cody’s thick cock stretching his hole that he didn’t bother to cover himself. Walking into the bath room Ryan froze at the sight of 5 floor mates already in the shower.

“Ryan buddy, you look like you got fucked hard. What the hell man, I thought you were straight.” Called out Kevin. He was a tall blonde boy about 6’5 and ripped.

“I am, things just got out of hand.” Ryan answered as he got under the spray of the water. He decided to share the story of what happened. Has he told his story Ryan didn’t notice that all the boys started getting some cock chub. He was busy cleaning out his over filled ass.

“And so the asshole Kadıköy Escort spent all night raping by ass to the point where, look, I can put my hole fist in and there’s no pain. My ass is ruined.” Ryan said while showing just how much of his own fist he could take.

The group moan slightly at the sight, a shorty by the name of Seth asked to take a look. He spun Ryan around and bent him over as the others got closer to see. Ryan pulled his fist out of his boy hole, as Seth began to finger the outside of his ass with his right hand while slowly rubbing the shaft of his hardening cock. Amazed at the hole in front of him, Seth quickly pushed his fist into Ryan’s boy pussy.

“Oh wow that’s crazy. I’ve never seen any girl … any one take that much. He quickly pulled his fist out with a loud pop. Seth then rapped his fist around his cock head and slid both cock and hand back into the tight gooey boy cunt. Ryan moan loudly at the size of this new invader. He could feel Seth jerking his cock off, inside his ass. Seth wasn’t fucking him, he was masturbating inside his stretched hole. Seth didn’t last long before coating the side walls of his ass. Pulling out the boys could see Ryan’s hole was split open. Cum was coating his ass, and was dripping off his balls. Kevin pushed his way forward and rammed his cock balls deep inside of Ryan.

“Oh dude, your cunt is so gooey and hot.” He moaned as he started fucking Ryan.

The other two boys were brothers named Chris and Roger watched and slowly rubbed Bostancı Escort their cocks. They were twins, with brown hair and while their cocks were only 6 inches long, they were both very thick. As Kevin got close to shooting his load, they started whispering. Chris stepped up as Kevin pulled out and quickly pushed his thick cock head into the wide hole. It was thick enough that he really had to work it in. He then reached under Ryan’s legs and lifted him up, so that Ryan’s ass could slide down onto the thick member. Once his cock was completely in, his brother walked around lifted Ryan’s legs higher. Roger gripped his equally thick cock and aimed it at the boy cunt being filled by his twin.

Ryan quickly figured out what the boy wanted to do. He tried to say no, but the thrusting cock in his pussy prevented him. He watched in horror as a second thick cock forced its way into his cock filled boy cunt. He could feel the head push its way in. Every bump or ridge on the first cock was hit by the second making it jerk about wildly inside him. Very quickly Ryan had two cocks balls deep inside his swollen ass. As they began to fuck him, Ryan moaned and his cock began leaking a stream of clear pre-cum. As Chris’s cock went in Roger’s cock would pull out. It was a short lived rhythm as the twins quickly got close. Soon they were thrusting together, their balls smacking, and with a load groan from both of them, they came at the same time. As the first blast hit Ryan’s prostate, his own cock exploded into the air covering his chest, neck and face.

The twins pulled their cocks free as Ryan sank to the floor of the shower. All six boy couldn’t believe what had just happened. Ryan quickly cleaned off and made his way back to his room. Cody was still sleep on Ryan’s bed, so he took Cody’s and passed out.

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Lana Franks is a mean bitch, ladies and gentlemen. Not to sound crude or loutish, but there is seriously no other way to describe this lady. At first glance, the five-foot-ten, curvy young Black woman with the deep chocolate skin and thick Afro looks quite lovely, pleasant and nice. She’s attractive, but in a nonthreatening way, like those women at your local African American church, for example.

Lana Franks has a degree in Business Management from the University of New Orleans, and works at Wells Fargo. The lady is accomplished and respectable, to say the least. That’s your first big mistake. In this world, no one is exactly what he or she appears. The most mundane human being one knows is often quite complex. A lady of Lana Franks caliber definitely should not be underestimated.

You fail to see the glimmer of mischief in Lana Franks brown eyes, the mockery in her downturned mouth, and the sex appeal and danger radiating from her hips, and that firm backside. Lana Franks has a thick, round and seriously tempting ass that has been known to make both men and women gawk with lust. Lana Franks is damn proud of her derriere, and it’s one of her major assets. The lady’s other asset is her keen mind, and her insatiable desire to control and torment others…

Lana Franks is a major force in the BDSM scene, and a boundary crosser. The lady in question isn’t just any random dominatrix. Oh no, Lana Franks is much more than that. Lana Franks happens to be a breaker of men, especially Black men. Just ask Claude Thomas, the burly Jamaican guy who made the mistake of getting involved with the most wicked woman in all of New Orleans, Louisiana. What happened between these two is truly one for the ages.

Claude Thomas used to be a regular straight man, but nowadays, the brother sucks dick and takes it up the ass regularly, and he also fucks both male and female asses. Lana Franks is one of those Black women who finds Black male heterosexuality to be completely and utterly boring. Lana finds Black male bisexuality to be a serious turn-on and set out to make more bisexual Black males. Claude just happened to be the first, and he was definitely not the last. How the fuck did that happen?

“Suck his dick,” Lana Franks ordered her sub, Ryan Mitchell, as he knelt before her lover, Claude Thomas. The chubby, balding White dude did as he was told and began sucking on the tall, handsome Jamaican brother’s big Black dick. As Mitchell sucked him off, Claude grinned and began berating the dude, calling him every name in the book. Truth be told, Claude was getting off in all kinds of ways, and Lana Franks could definitely tell.

“Look at this chunky White faggot sucking my big Black cock, Ryan Mitchell was made to suck men off,” Claude Thomas laughed, and he winked at Lana Franks, who sat nearby, observing the interactions between the two men. Mitchell sucked Claude until the brother came, and then drank every last drop of his precious manly cum. Afterwards, the sub and the bull looked at the gorgeous Black mistress, awaiting her orders…

“I am yours to command, mistress,” Mitchell said, after Lana Franks ordered him to get on all fours and spread his Ümraniye Escort cheeks. Lana Franks grinned and got up, slowly walking over to Claude and Mitchell. Taking some Aveeno cream, Lana Franks smeared some of its contents on Mitchell’s asshole after spreading his cheeks, and then she nodded meaningfully at Claude, who totally got the message.

“Time for this bitch to take some of this Black dick,” Claude said arrogantly as he gripped Mitchell’s hips and thrust his dick into the other man’s ass. Lana Franks watched carefully as Claude began ramming his big Black dick into Mitchell’s pale ass, causing the man to scream. Claude didn’t give a damn and fucked Mitchell like there was no tomorrow, and the older White man’s screams were absolutely sweet music to Lana Franks ears.

Months ago, Lana Franks returned to her hometown of New Orleans, Louisiana, after a six-month sojourn in the City of Los Angeles, California. While in Los Angeles, Lana Franks explored the world of BDSM, and tried things like cuckolding, bondage, breath play, forced bisexuality, and the like. Determined to push the envelope, Lana Franks returned home with a burning desire to unleash all kinds of sensual hell upon the locals, whom she often found too tame for her…

One night at a nightclub, Lana Franks met Claude Thomas, a tall, dark-skinned and handsome, dreadlocked brother originally from the island of Jamaica. The brother looked good and he whispered sweet nothings into Lana’s ear, and the adventurous gal ended up taking him home for a night of fun. That’s how it all began. The chance encounter which changed Claude Thomas and Lana Franks lives forever…

Lana Franks has never been the type to bring home the kind of brothers she met at clubs and bars. Still, she sensed something in Claude Thomas, the brother with the swagger. As it turns out, he didn’t disappoint her in the bedroom. Claude Thomas had a big Black dick and he knew how to use it. Lana enjoyed sucking the hell out of Claude Thomas dick, and riding it. She loved having Claude’s big Black cock embedded in her pussy while grinding on him. Claude thought he’d conquered Lana, but for her, the fun was just beginning…

Claude Thomas liked to bang sexy women of all races, but he also talked shit about gays way too much, even for a Jamaican. Lana Franks suspected that Claude might be secretly bisexual, and a cursory search on his computer revealed that he liked watching transsexual videos, and also the stuff about cuckolding and forced bisexuality. Thrilled by this discovery, Lana confronted Claude Thomas, who denied it initially, then owned up to it. That’s when Lana decided to encourage Claude down this new path, and she began using him as a Bull with her male submissive types, like Ryan Mitchell…

“Oh fuck, mercy,” Ryan Mitchell whined after Claude Thomas hammered his ass with his big ole dark dick. Lana Franks laughed as Mitchell slumped on the floor after getting his ass ripped by the sexually flexible, and totally macho Jamaican stud. Mitchell thanked Lana Franks and her Bull for a wonderful time, and left Lana Franks basement after forking over three hundred dollars for ninety Anadolu yakası Escort minutes of fun and torment.

“Hmm, I love watching you fuck other men,” Lana Franks said to Claude Thomas, after Mitchell left. Claude grinned and kissed Lana, and then they began making love. The sultry Black dominatrix embraced her lover passionately, and moaned as he caressed her breasts and playfully smacked her ass. For Claude, the fun was just beginning. The Jamaican brother laid his sexy Black goddess on the nearby bed, and then spread her thick thighs. Just like that, he began eating her pussy…

“Just relax, sexy lady,” Claude urged Lana Franks, as he lathered her hairy, moist pussy with his tongue. Lana squealed in delight as her man pleasured her. Afterwards, she got on her knees and sucked Claude’s big Black cock. The highlight of the evening came when Lana Franks, Black dominatrix extraordinaire found herself on all fours, face down and ass up, as Claude slammed his dick into her pussy while smacking that big Black ass of hers. Lana Franks squealed as Claude fucked her roughly, just the way she liked it…

“Is my bitch satisfied?” Claude smugly asked Lana Franks as they lay in bed together, after sex. Lana’s heart skipped a beat and her face felt hot as she glared at her lover, disagreeing strongly with his choice of words. Lana Franks initially thought of slapping the hell out of Claude, then thought better of it. She wanted to punish him for his macho bullshit, and a wicked plan came into her twisted mind…

Lana Franks put her plan into motion, and slowly but surely, she pushed Claude Thomas into exploring his curiosity about cuckolding and his emerging bisexuality. That’s how she talked him into exploring his curiosity about bottoming. At first, Claude only let Lana Franks fuck him up the ass with her strap-on dildo, and then they tried other things. Until Lana Franks deemed Claude ready to try live cock…

“Claude, meet my new Bull, Mr. Riser,” Lana Franks said to Claude Thomas one evening, after they had some steamy sex. Claude watched as a chubby, pale, balding and darkly masked man stepped out of the basement’s shadows. The dude looked vaguely familiar, but Claude couldn’t place him. Still, he felt kind of excited as he noticed the dude was packing, and he felt his dick harden as well.

“Hello, Claude, I’ll be the Bull tonight, watch me fuck your woman,” Mr. Riser said, and as Claude looked on, Lana Franks kissed the dude, and grasped his cock. Claude watched with varying levels of excitement and disgust as Lana Franks got her freak on with the stranger. Lana Franks knelt before Mr. Riser and sucked his cock, which was long and thick. After fellating Mr. Riser, Lana Franks got on all fours before him and shook her big Black ass provocatively.

“Oh snap,” Claude Thomas said, and he watched as Mr. Riser put on a condom, then pushed his way into Lana Franks. The freaky Black chick squealed in delight as the chubby, pale stranger began fucking her with slow, deep strokes while her Black lover watched. This was reverse interracial cuckolding at its finest, and Lana Franks reveled in it. Lana Franks is the İstanbul Escort kind of Black dominatrix who always wanted to cuckold her Black lover with a White dude, and this was her fantasy coming true…

Claude Thomas stroked his big Black cock as he watched Mr. Riser fuck the hell out of Lana Franks, who screamed and moaned loudly. He got turned on watching that big White cock slide in and out of that tight, creamy Black pussy. After Mr. Riser finished servicing the hell out of Lana Franks, he smiled and winked at Claude. Instead of being angry or outraged, however, Claude felt turned on…

“Come play with us, Claude, you know you want to,” Lana Franks teased, stroking Mr. Riser’s cock while winking at her lover. Claude hesitated, then shrugged. Lana smiled as Claude came over, and just like that, the fun began again. Claude has fucked a lot of women and a few men in his lifetime, but he’s always been curious about bottoming. Now, at last, his forbidden fantasy was about to come true…

“Go easy on a brother’s ass, alright?” Claude said to Mr. Riser, who nodded solemnly. Without further ado, Claude grabbed Mr. Riser’s cock and began sucking it like there was no tomorrow. Lana Franks watched the macho Jamaican dude suck that big White cock and grinned while fingering her wet pussy. When Mr. Riser came, Claude hesitated about drinking his cum, but did so after Lana Franks encouraged him. Claude tasted sperm for the first time and liked it.

“Hmm, time for you to feel that big pale cock inside you, handsome,” Lana Franks said to Claude, after tossing some condoms to Mr. Riser. Claude seemed nervous, so Lana kissed him and stroked his big Black dick. Mr. Riser put on the condom, and then bent Claude over. Gripping the brother’s hips, Mr. Riser playfully smacked his ass before pushing his cock into him. Claude groaned as Mr. Riser’s cock popped into his ass. There was no going back…

“Guess who’s back?” Mr. Riser said, as he shoved his cock into Claude’s ass, and the burly Jamaican winced and turned around. Claude gasped when he saw Mr. Riser take off his mask, revealing himself to be Ryan Mitchell, the sub whose ass he fucked a while back. Lana Franks saw Claude’s shocked expression and laughed then blew him a kiss. Ryan Mitchell/Mr. Riser laughed as well and continued ramming his big White cock into Claude’s tight Jamaican ass.

“Oh fuck, this is extreme but I like it,” Claude said, both disturbed and turned on by the revelation of Mr. Riser’s true identity. Truth be told, Claude loved the feel of a big cock up his ass and if he’d known it felt this good, he would have tried it a long time ago. With Lana Franks encouragement, Ryan Mitchell fucked the hell out of Claude’s ass, ramming his cock deep inside. Lana Franks joined in on the fun, after strapping on her dildo. To silence Claude’s screams, Lana pushed her dildo into his mouth, and then watched him get fucked. This was so damn hot…

“Welcome to the world of bisexuality, reverse interracial cuckolding and female domination, gentlemen, I’ll be happy to teach you some more,” Lana Franks said to Claude Thomas and Ryan Mitchell, dismissing them after a night of fun. Freshly showered, the two men exited Lana Franks house, and headed home. Nothing wrong with male bisexuality, ladies and gentlemen. A bisexual man can have it all, as long as there’s a hot, kinky woman who loves, understands and accepts the bisexual gentleman in question. Life is beautiful that way.

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Güven biiraz daha artı Masaj yapmak içiin yatak odamıza geçtiik kendi yatağımızda olabileceğini söyledi karıma soyunmasını rica etti karım baş örtüsünü çıkardıktan sonra diğer kıyafetlerini çıkarmasında yardım etti Yeliz heyecanlanmıştı nefesi şimdiden hızlanmıştı beende orada biir sandalyeye oturdum olanları izliyordum karım komple soyundu sadece çamaşırları kaldı yatağa uzandı masör genç yanıma geldi ve sensual massage istiyorsunuz diye sordu.
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Merrhaaba been Berk, 18 yaşıında, sarışın, yeşil gözlü biir erkeğim.
Okulun yurdunda esmer ve uzun boylu, Burak adlı biir arkadaşımla aynı odada kalııyoruz.
Biir alt dönemimizden, Hande ve Tuba adlı iki tane taş gibi hatun varr ve biz bunlara hastayız.
Herr akkşam bunlarla sikişme fantazisi kurar, öyle uyurduk.
Hatta Burak, belki biirşeyler olur diye Handenin hentbol antremanına gitmeye başlamıştı.
Been de Tubaya yakınlaşmaya çalışıyor, yanına gidiyor, biirşeyler ısmarlıyordum.
Handeyle Tuba da, Burakla been gibi çook iyi arkadaştır.
Biirgün yine kantinde Tubayla konuşurken konu sexe geldi.
Daha önnce hiçç öpüşüp öpüşmediğini sordum.
Öpüşmediğini, amma nasıl biirşey olduğunu çook merak ettiğini söyledi.
Biir süre havadan sudan konuştuktan sonra Handeyle ikisini akkşam okey oynamak bahanesiyle bizzim odaya davet ettim.
Ama amacım belliydi tabii.
Teklifimi kabul etmişti ve onun da istediğini anlamıştım artıkk.
Akşam odaya geldiğimde Burağın da Handeyle epey yakınlaşmış olduğunu öğrendim.
Haberi ona da verdiğimde deli olmuştu, hemen gitti yurdun temizliğine Kadıköy Escort bakan hademeden (yurtta içki yasak olduğu içiin karaborsa fiyatına) biir şişe Vodka aldı geldi.
Operasyon içiin tüm hazırlıklar tamamdı.
Biirkaç saat sabırsızlıkla bekledik.
Gece 01:30 gibi nöbetçi öğretmen uyuduktan sonra Handeyle Tubayı pencereden içeri aldıık.
Odamız biirinci katta olduğundan dolayı bu çook zor olmamıştı.
Biir süre konuştuktan sonra Vodkalarımızı yudumlayarak okey oynamaya başladık.
Handeyle Tuba ortak, Burakla da been ortaktım.
Taşlar dizildikten sonra been, “Ama böyle boşboş oynanmaz ki!” dedim.
Kızlar da, yarın merkezde biir dönercide öğle yemeğine oynamayı teklif ettiler.
Burak, “Been o kaddar küçük biirşey içiin oynamam! Eğer biz kazanırsak sizlerle öpüşelim, siz kazanırsanız da Berkle been öpüşürüm!” dedi.
Kızlar önnce biir şaşırdılar, amma sonra gülümsediklerinde, been bu iş oldu dedim.
Ama Burağın aldığı risk çook büyüktü, kaybedersek erkek erkeğe nasıl öpüşecektik? Sonra boxerının içiinden çıkardığı taşları görünce hile yapmak istediğini Ataşehir Escort anladım.
Oyunu Burağın hilesi sayesinde kazanmıştık.
Tubanın yanına gidip, “Şimdi borcunu ödeme vakti!” dedim.
O beenden daha istekli olacak ki, ateş gibi dudaklarını dudaklarıma dayadı.
Dillerimiz adeta dans ediyor, biirbiiri etrafında dönüyordu.
Hayatımın en zevkli öpüşmesini yaşadığımı düşünürken, Burağın da yanda Handeyi kucağına almış, şapır şupur götürdüğünü gördüm.
Daha çook tahrik olmuştum, elimi Tubanın göğüslerine atıyordum ki, elimi tutup, “Daha bunu kazanmadın, hadi biir parti daha oynayalım!” dedi.
Bu sefer neyine oynayacağımızı been seçecektim.
Ortaklarımızı değiştirmeyi teklif ettim, artıkk beenim ortağım Tuba, Burağın ortağı da Handeydi.
Kaybeden çift, kazananın önünde sevişecekti.
Kızlar bunu da kabul edince, onların da bizden aşağı kalır yanı olmadığını anladım.
Neyse oynamaya başladık.
Tabi herkes kaybetmek içiin oynuyordu.
Sonunda Burakla Hande kaybetti.
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Hande iştahla yalııyordu.
Been bile baştan çıkmıştım.
Biirkaç dakika sonra önümüzde çatur çutur sikişiyorlardı.
Dayanamdaım been de Tubanın dudaklarına yapıştım.
Bu kez elimi o koca memelerine attığımda itiraz etmedi.
Elim yavaş yavaş aşağı doğru iniyordu.
Göbek deliğinden yeni traşlanmış amına kaddar indim.
Amı sırılsıklam olmuştu.
Bu sırada Burak ve Handeden inleme sesleri gelmeye başlamıştı.
Parmaklarımı biirden amına geçirdiğimde Tuba acıyla karışık biir zevk çığlığı attı.
Hemen Tubayı kaldırdım ve soymaya başladım.
Yüzü Handeye bakacak şekilde yatırdım ve amının dudaklarını ayırıp, sikimin başını amının deliğinin ağzına yerleştirdim.
Tanrım, nasıl biir zevkti o öyle! Fırın gibi yanıyordu! Yavaş yavaş (ve zorlanarak!) sikimi amına sokmaya başladım.
Sikimin başı girdikten sonra, biirden köklememle biirlikte amından kanların akması biir oldu.
Kızcağız bakire olduğunu söylemeye bile fırsat bulamamıştı.
Been amına pompalamaya başladığımda, Tuba gözlerini kapamış inliyordu.
Az sonra odada kızların inleme sesleri biirbiirine karışmıştı.
O gece sabah saat dörde kaddar been Tubayı, Burak da Handeyi sikti.
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Sometimes I think that there’s no such thing as coincidence and then something happens that just blows that theory to hell and gone.

The other day I was at a local bookstore (a legitimate bookstore that has real books instead of xxx stuff). This particular chain has nice comfortable chairs spread around so that their customers can peruse books before spending outrageous sums of money on them. I was sitting there reading parts of a new book by Stephen King and Peter Straub while I sipped on a cup of latte that the bookstore so conveniently sells. It was about two in the afternoon and I was probably as content as I’d been in awhile.

For the record my name’s Marlene and I’m a transvestite, a crossdresser, a girl with that something extra thing. If you’ve read my stories before you know that I’m medium height, 145 or so pounds, gray/green eyes, a nice medically enhanced chest, nicely shaped legs and in general a really attractive, very exotic looking package. I dress full time now and live 24/7 as a woman. My taste in makeup and clothing is (well at least in my opinion) terrific. I don’t go in for the garish drag queen look (can you imagine me sitting in a bookstore looking like some Vegas showgirl with a cock?) but prefer an understated almost androgynous appearance—the more to mystify those who look at me with a mixture of wonder and more than occasional lust. On this particular day my blouse was a beige crepe that was tucked into a pair of black microfibre slacks. The belt was a thick gold chain that matched the one around my neck. My shoes were black three inch pumps and underneath I had on a black silk thong and a matching bra. I wear glasses when I read and these were copper titanium tinted gray. My hair was (and is) shoulder length auburn and my lipstick was a lovely shade of mauve. The whole package on that day was—-well it was really very attractive.

I was there for a half an hour when I felt rather than noticed someone sit in the chair directly across from me. After a few minutes I glanced up and saw that the someone was a very pretty girl of the mid twenties variety. She was blonde. That gorgeous blonde color that comes from God and not a bottle. I could see a spray of freckles across her nose and when she looked up to meet my gaze her eyes were a gorgeous green. Her blouse was a creamy cotton blend with two buttons opened. She had on a small string of pearls which looked great against her tan skin. She had on a navy blue skirt, beige hose and blue pumps. And she was reading the same book as I was. She was a really pretty girl in that very pretty Southern California way. I went back to my reading but after a few minutes I looked up at her just as she was looking at me. Our gazes locked for a moment and in that moment she chose to uncross her legs and give me a view up her thighs. She sat with her feet flat on the floor and her legs apart as she moved them back and forth and she smiled at me before going back to the book.

I’m not usually drawn to one on one situations with women but this girl was so lovely that I just had to strike up a conversation with her.

“Did you read the first book that they wrote together?”

“My boyfriend turned me onto it a couple of weeks ago when he found out this one was coming out.” She said.

“I read it a few years ago and need to read it again just so I can be up to speed on this one.”

She laughed and I laughed and we started chatting back and forth about books and boyfriends. After ten or fifteen minutes during which we’d introduced ourselves (her name is Chloe). We ended up at the latte bar and after a iced one each were decent acquaintances. After an hour or so of conversation we exchanged phone numbers and parted company. A few days went by and I came home to find that Chloe had left a message for çekmeköy escort me on my machine. She wanted to know if I wanted to meet her at a local bar for an afternoon drink. She said that she’d be there at three and hoped that I’d meet her. Even though she didn’t have that equipment that I generally go for I decided to see her just because she was cool and so damn likable.

I got there at three fifteen or so and she was already waiting at a window booth. I sat across from her and we ordered a couple of margaritas and talked. There was a lull in the conversation and she asked if she could ask me a personal question.

“Of course you can. But what if you don’t like the answer?”

“I think I will.” She said. “Are you something a little more than the average girl?”

I coyly asked “What do you mean?”

“Well, what I mean is are you really a guy in girl’s clothing?”

“Is that rather like a wolf in sheep’s clothing?” I asked.

“Cmon, answer me. I want to know.”

I told her that I was what she suspected and asked if it bothered her.

“Quite the opposite.” She replied. “I’ve never met anyone like you. I didn’t realize it at first but I think it’s ever so hot.”

I told her that being hot wasn’t the object of my life but that living like this is what I am.

“Well do you still have ALL the male parts? I mean are you still a guy or have you—-“

“I still have everything that I came with along with some extras.” As I said this I leaned forward to give her a view of my cleavage. She looked and then looked back up at me as I flicked my tongue over my lips.

“God you’re hot. You’re act just like some sexy woman except that you’ve a guy but without all the macho shit of a guy. I know you must hear this all the time but I have to tell you Marlene. I’m really attracted to you and I’ve never been attracted to a woman before. I like guys but you make me hot.”

I laughed and as I did I felt her foot on my leg. I looked at her eyes. “You know I’m not usually turned on by women alone. Usually I like women and men together but you’re an interesting girl.”

“I want us to go back to my place and for you to fuck my heart out. I wanna do it with you Marlene. Now.”

We both stood up and left together. We decided to take both cars and I followed her to a nice condo above Mission Valley. We walked in the front door and she turned to me and threw her arms around my neck and kissed me hard. Our tongues were fencing and we were sucking eachother’s off and biting lips.

“I was rubbing my pussy all the way here. My panties are soaked through.” She said as she took my hand and put it under her skirt and onto her mound. She was soaked through and I ribbed her slit through the thin silk fabric and then put my fingers to my lips and sucked her juices off of them.

She led me to her bedroom and we both looked at eachother as we took our clothes off. She was naked much faster than me. Her body is as perfect as her face. She did a little pirouette for me so I could see it all. Her breasts were of the Cleopatra variety—about the size of a champagne glass with little upturned nipples. Her legs were the kind that can wear heels with no hose and look sensational. They led up to a tight looking little ass. I slowly undressed and when I got down to my red thong she watched as I took it off and gasped as my seven inch cockclit came into view. It usually takes a little action to get me hard but with Chloe I was partially there already.

“Oh my god you have gorgeous tits and your waist is so small. And your cock is sooooo pretty. Turn around so I can see your ass.” I too pirouetted and bent over to stick my ass back at her. My legs were spread and my cock and balls hung down for her to see. I looked back at her.

“You cevizli escort like what you see Chloe?”

“Oh yesssss!” She exclaimed as she led me to the bed and pushed me facedown onto it. I reached under me and tucked my cock down to that it was between my spread legs. She was on her knees behind me and she bent forward and licked up one thigh and then the other. I moaned and gave a shudder as she licked each cheek of my ass and then spread my cheeks and stuck her tongue up my asspussy without any preamble. My ass rose up to meet her tongue and she fucked me with it. Her hands found their way to my stickpussy and balls and she rubbed her thumb on the glans. She moved her mouth down and licked the underside of the head and made me crazy. She kept licking my cock and then my balls and then my ass going back and forth from one to another. I turned over before she could make me cum and she fell onto my breasts and fastened her lips around an erect nipple.

“I’ve never sucked another girl’s tits before. This is heaven.” She said as she bit down on it. Her hand was stroking my cockclit and her mouth was on my nipple and I myself was in heaven. This girl was absolutely wonderful. I moved my hand to cup her pussy and she was absolutely drenched. She moaned around my nipple as two of my fingers found her clit and pinched it ever so softly.

“Chloe you’re so ready for something up inside of you.”

“Oh yeah Marlene, stick it in me. Stick your big clit up inside of me.” She moaned.

But instead I pulled her on top of me so that her knees were straddling my face and pulled her pussy to my mouth. I’m a fabulous cocksucker and am told that I’m just as adept as a pussy eater. My fingers held her lips open and my tongue danced over her exposed clit flicking at it and then sucking it’s hardness in between my teeth. Her hands were on her tits pinching the nipples and kneading them. Her head was thrashing from side to side/

“Oh god yes Marlene. Eat me baby. Goddamn you’re gonna make me cum. Ohhh—“

She cried out as an orgasm hit her. She was a liquid girl and her pussy juice ran over my mouth and I tasted her. She was so fucking hot. She fell off of me and rolled onto her back with her legs spread. “Cmon Marlene.” She moaned as she plunged her hands into her cunt rubbing furiously. I love guys but this was too much for me. I positioned myself with the head of my cock at her pussy hole. She was looking up at me. Eyes kind of glazed over. “I’ve never had a girl with a dick and gorgeous tits fuck me. Stick it in me.”

And I did. I sank into her all the way and her legs went around my waist pulling me into her. I started fucking in and out of her and she heaved up to meet me as if trying to draw my body into hers.

At this point I heard the front door open and close. “Chloe? You there honey?” Said the male voice from the front entrance. Well this is kind of enough to kill a moment. I looked down at her and she up at me.

“Oh fuck! It’s Jeff. My boyfriend. He has a key.” Well no shit. “He must have gotten off early.”

With that the door to the bedroom opened and Jeff was standing there looking at one and three quarters naked women frozen in a position of absolute lust. We were both looking at him when he turned on the lights. “What the fuck!?” Was all he could say. And then I realized that I knew this guy. I had met him at a bar in Old Town awhile back. We had ended up in his car with my head in his lap and then his in mine and then both of us in the back seat with our heads in eachother’s. I remembered that he had a nice dick and that he told me I was the first cock he’d ever sucked which I didn’t believe cause he was too fucking good at it. While all our eyes were locked on eachother I saw that glimmer of recognition in his. erenköy escort I could have blown the whole thing open (what a pun) but I decided in that brief moment not too.

“Hi—ummm I suppose you’re wondering what’s going on? Well it’s just one of those things and well I’m really sorry if I’ve fucked up your day. Maybe I can make it up to you?” I said as I got off Chloe.

“Jeff—oh shit this is Marlene and we met and one thing led to another and—-“

As she was babbling I moved off the bed never losing eye contact with him and moved across the floor to where he was standing. I ran my hand down the front of his shirt to his pants and sank to my knees in front of him. “Let me make this up to you.” I said as I unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. He was looking down at me as I took out his somewhat familiar cock and stuck it in my mouth. I raised my eyes to meet his as I sucked him into my mouth. His previous dismay had left and now his brain was trying to figure out how to take advantage of all this without blowing his cover. I stopped and looked back at Chloe. Her eyes were locked on his. “Cmon baby, this is all going to be OK. Let me make him a little happy and I’ll make you happier still.” She sat down on the edge of the bed with her legs spread and started fingering her clit while she watched me suck him. I was swirling my tongue around the head of his cock while my hand slid up and down the length of it. He was an average size but with impressive girth and he stretched my mouth.

“Oh goddamn you’re a good cocksucker. Makin my dick crazy.” He said as he held my head and fucked in and out of my mouth. “Chloe baby, I don’t know what was going on but come on over here and love me with her.” Chloe got up and came over to us. She got behind Jeff and spread his ass cheeks and then started licking his crack while her hands massaged his big balls. With the two of us sucking and eating him I knew he wouldn’t last long and that was what we both wanted. We wanted him to get off so we could get back to eachother. Chloe now had two fingers up his ass and I was deepthroating him while swallowing his cock with my throat muscles. He was moaning and babbling about how this was incredible. He grabbed my head and gave three or four hard thrusts and flooded my mouth with cum. I swallowed as fast as I could and held him into me licking the ultra sensative head of his dick until he cried out and pushed me away. I let a little bit of his cum run out of my mouth and it dripped off of my chin.

Chloe had manuevered herself between my legs and had my hard cockclit in her hands and in her hot mouth sucking me like a vacuum. It was like she wanted me to cum so badly that she was trying to will it from me. “Cmon Jeff. Please get down here and look at this gorgeous girl dick with me.” She said as she stopped momentarily and looked up at him. “Please.”

Jeff, unbeknownst to her, had seen this particular girl dick before and needed no coaxing

to get down near it. He watched her suck me for a few moments and then she took her mouth off of me and pointed the head of my clit towards him. “Cmon baby. Taste it for me.” She moaned to him. He darted his tongue out and flicked the end of me making me shudder. Then his mouth just folded over me and he took me all the way into his mouth and swallowed me. “Oh yeah suck that girl dick baby! Suck her til she blows her cum into you!”

He was sucking my cock while she rolled my balls around with her fingers making them hurt just enough to make me crazy. Then her fingers invaded my asspussy and she was wiggling them around playing with my prostate. “Put em all in lover! Finger fuck my ass! Make me cum!” I almost shouted as the sensations from the two of them first pointed me at and then pushed me over the edge. Cum blew out of my clit into Jeff’s waiting mouth. He pulled off and I pulsed a couple more shots that the two of them got. My cum in both of their mouths as they french kissed passing it back and forth. Then they both took turns kissing me.

All in all it was a very nice time for all!

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Here’s part two picking up with the return of Ellen’s daughter as promised. I write these stories as hobby and for my own enjoyment. I’m happy to share them once they’re done but never know how they’re going to be received. I was shocked by the amount of positive feedback chapter one generated and truly grateful for the kind words. Knowing so many of you enjoyed the first part was a good feeling. I only hope this installment and the others live up to your expectations. Hope you all enjoy and forgive me for any grammatical errors I missed.

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“Will you be here when I get back?” Ellen asked as she came out her vanity room, putting a pair of earrings on.

“I’ll head home and see you tomorrow,” I said from the bed still naked. We’d fucked all day but already I wanted her again.

“Are you sure?” she asked looking down at me. “I though you might want to say hello to Jessica.”

“I can meet her some other day,” I said sitting up on the bed. “I’m sure you two have a lot of catching up to do.”

“Alright then. I really need to get going,” she said looking at the clock. “See you tomorrow hon,” she said kissing me as she turned to go.

“Bye Ellie,” I called after her.

I stood beneath the shower spray in her bathroom fearing this would be our last sex session in her room. There was no doubt that we’d keep finding a way to fuck each other, but these all day marathons were going to end. Maybe when my parents were away starting next week she could spend a day or two with me, but it wouldn’t be the same in my cramped little bed. It might be for the best though because if I didn’t start to wean myself off her I didn’t know how I was going to leave for school again in the fall.

Ellen was a beautiful mature woman and had a daughter that was almost my age. She’d been divorced from her ex-husband for a little over a year when we met. I was covering for her gardener who was away for the summer. Within weeks of me starting the job we started sleeping together. We’d been fucking nonstop since and seemed to crave each other more and more each day. She was rich and lived in a huge mansion, but that’s not what made me want her. Over the summer I realized I was falling in love with her, but for some reason she kept pushing me away even though I could tell her feelings for me were growing stronger all the time. Her daughter was getting back from her lengthy trip to Europe today, a present for graduating high school, and I had no idea what that going to do to us.

As I washed myself I found my mind filled with memories of Ellen. She had an amazing body covered with perfectly sun-browned skin. Her short brown hair with lighter highlights was cut to chin length. Her brown eyes became more beautiful every time I saw them and I’d come to love the bold nose I had once thought was too big for a woman. Her full breasts had a natural sag to them and her hips were just wide enough to remind me of her age and turn me on at the same time. The fine lines around her eyes, the faint stretch marks on her inner thighs, and drooping breasts all made me burn with desire for this woman who was old enough to be my mother. Without question though it was her hairless and insatiable cunt, with its dark, loose outer lips and slippery pink entrance that I’d come to crave to the point of obsession.

Finishing my shower, I dressed and headed home. My parents asked me why I was so glum that night and when I wouldn’t respond my mother start asking if I was having trouble with a girl. She was right but there was no way I could talk about Ellen with her, so I went to my room and spent the night staring at the ceiling trying to think of a way to keep our relationship alive. We had a little over a month left and I was determined to make the most of no matter what happened. The next morning I woke up and biked to Ellen’s just like I always did, except today I actually went there to work instead of straight to her bedroom for our morning sex. It was mid afternoon before I ran into Ellen that day.

“There you are Dan,” she said giving me a private look that told me she was missing our normal routine as much as I was. “I was just telling Jessica all about your great work in the garden this summer.”

“Oh… uhhhh… hi Ms. Swanson,” I said. It was hard not to slip up and call her Ellie like I always did. “Hello Jessica,” I added meeting her for the first time.

“Hello Dan nice to meet you,” Jessica smiled looking far more beautiful in person than she did in the photos around the house. Her hair was a shade lighter and much longer than her mother’s, but she had the same brown eyes. Her nose was smaller, her tan was a little lighter, and her body was slimmer but it was easy to see she had picked up all the beauty of her mother’s side of the family. Standing side by side I noted that she was a few inches shorter than her mother and had breasts that looked a cup size smaller. “If I’d known you were hiring hot gardeners like this I would have skipped the trip to Europe and stayed home all summer,” bağdatcaddesi escort she said looking toward her mother.

“Uhhhh…” I looked toward Ellen with an expression that screamed, ‘What the fuck?’ but she only shrugged as her daughter turned back to me.

“Relax I’m just teasing Dan,” she said extending her hand toward me.

“My hands are dirty,” I said looking down at them.

“I don’t mind getting dirty,” she said taking my hand and squeezing it. “I don’t mind at all.” I couldn’t believe how she was opening flirting with me when her mother was stood right there. The way she looked at me left no doubt as to what she’d do with me given the chance.

“Stop making him nervous young lady,” Ellen said to cut the tension. “I believe you have some suitcases to unpack yet?”

“Yes mother,” she said as she rolled her eyes and turned to go. It wasn’t my imagination that made her hips sway like that as she walk away.

“Ellie what the fuck was that.” I whispered when her daughter had walked out of earshot.

“What was what?” she said smiling. “Oh Jessica you mean? I guess we must share the same good taste in men,” she shrugged before giving me a quick kiss.

“You saw how she was acting and didn’t say a thing,” I said looking at my lover in shock.

“That was nothing. When she was fourteen I caught her in bed with the guy who used to clean our pool. I told him my husband was crazy enough to kill him and smart enough to hire a lawyer who could get him off with it, hoping it would scare him away. It worked because after that I never saw him again, but there were a steady stream of others. I tried to ground her but she kept on doing what she wanted to do with boys. I guess she must have inherited her mother’s sex drive,” she told me.

“But right in front of you like that?” I said still surprised over what had gone on.

“Relax hon she’s far from an innocent little flower. If she’s going to be sleeping with someone just for the sex I’d rather it was you,” she said with a grin.

“No fucking way. You can’t be serious Ellie?” I said.

“Why not? I know you wouldn’t hurt her and I’ve taught you well enough that she’d be in for a real treat,” she laughed.

“Why didn’t you tell me she was a… a…” I was looking for the right words.

“A cock hungry slut like her mother?” she asked with raised eyebrows.

“Well that’s not how I would have said it but yeah,” I said laughing.

“I didn’t know if she’d like you or not, she has really strange tastes in men sometimes. Now that we know she’s at least a little interested, she’ll be trying to seduce you at every turn just watch,” she said shaking her head.

“I don’t want her,” I said taking Ellen into my arms. “I already have the only woman I need.”

“I know you don’t want her, but she always seems to get what she wants just like me. Try and resist her if you want, but I haven’t seen that look she was giving you since she had a much older boyfriend in high school. We forbade her from seeing him and she still had him fucking her in the pool while we were having dinner with guests inside,” she said shaking her head.

“Great so what is this going to do to us?” I sighed.

“Nothing Daniel. I don’t want to know what does or doesn’t go on between you two, unless of course I’m better in bed. You can tell me that,” she said with a kiss and a wink.

“Ellie I…” I didn’t know what else to say, this was getting downright bizarre.

“Think of her like Gwen honey, fuck her all you want just remember who you belong to,” she said. “Which reminds me, Gwen wanted you to come over and take a look at her garden for her. I’ll tell you more later. I’m going to give you a ride home after work,” she said with a suggestive smile before running off.

The rest of the day went by in a fog. I couldn’t begin to understand what Ellen was trying to accomplish by all but asking me to fuck her daughter and have a good time while I was doing it. I couldn’t figure out why she wouldn’t have mentioned this potential volatile situation when she knew what Jessica could be like. I finally decided that she wouldn’t want me thinking of her daughter as a sex addicted little vixen until she’d shown her true colors. I guess deep down Ellen had been hoping that she wouldn’t show any interest in me. When Ellen came to get me for the ride home I though I’d at least started to make sense of the situation. She pulled her BMW, the car she drove most often, over when we had driven just a short ways beyond the front gate.

“You should drive,” she said opening her door to switch seats.

“Where are we going?” I asked knowing she wasn’t planning to drop me off without having sex first. I could only imagine how wet she must be.

“You know the place out past the city water supply?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I said nodding. It was nothing but rundown roads and overgrown fields, the perfect place for our fuck fest.

“Good then drive,” she said. “Might as well beykoz escort get the first one out of the way now. I don’t want you running out of steam during round one,” she said bending over to start undoing my belt.

“What are you doing?” I said even though it was obvious what she was up to.

“Just keep your eyes on the road,” she warned. “I don’t want to have to explain this to the paramedics.”

I was thinking it would be over with quickly since I hadn’t cum since yesterday afternoon with her. Unfortunately she was onto me and proceeded to drag it out for as long as possible. Ellen gave the most incredible blowjobs and knew my cock almost as well as I did by now. Despite my protests, she teased me to brink of cumming before stopping again and again. When we stopped at a red light the older man in the car next to me gave me the strangest look. I can only imagine what kind of expression I must have had on my face.

Now I was really starting to get into it. The thought that someone might see us made me even more excited. I took a roundabout route to our destination and told Ellen the roads I was taking. She stopped for a moment and looked up puzzled, then realized what I was up to and happily went back to pleasuring me. Most women I’d been with sucked cock like it was a chore, but with Ellen you’d think there was nothing she rather do. Maybe it was just when she was with me though, since we clicked so well in bed. I’d never had an issue with going down on a woman, but it wasn’t until I met Ellen that I started to truly enjoy doing it. Suddenly, I found myself eagerly anticipating my chance to return the favor once we got there.

Ellen got louder and louder as we drove, exaggerating the slurping noises she was making and talking dirty. I already had the windows up, but I turned up the radio so no one would hear her in the next lane over. I finally resorted to telling her we were getting close to our destination. She forced the head of my cock to the back of her throat and used the swallowing motion I couldn’t resist to bring me off. I spilled a full load of cum into her mouth and some of it leaked out onto her chin. I bit my lip to hide my smile as she sat up, still wiping the cum back into her mouth, and kissed me.

“Daniel!” she screamed when she noticed the disgusted look the lady in the next lane was giving us. She ducked down her face turning beet red as I laughed and laughed and laughed. “You’re lucky I’m so fucking horny or you wouldn’t be getting any pussy tonight,” she said starting to laugh along with me.

“Relax Ellie. She probably just thinks I’m a rich kid getting a blowjob from an old hooker on the way home,” I said bursting out into laughter again.

“Old hooker?” she said squeezing my balls with an evil looking grin.

“Ok, ok, ok! I meant to say beautiful mature mistress,” I said.

“That’s a little better I guess,” she said letting me go.

“We just pulled off the main road,” I said. “I’m serious this time,” I said when she gave me a dirty look. She looked so cute peeking over the edge of the door on her side to make sure it was safe before sitting up.

“Pull over here,” she said. “I’m ready to fuck your brains out.”

Who was I to argue with that? I pulled over right away and she leaned over me to trigger the trunk release. By the time I had my pants done up again she was waiting with a nice thick blanket and wicker picnic basket.

“We’ll eat if there’s time between the fucking,” she said turning to move into the open field.

“Let me carry that Ellie,” I said catching up to her and taking the basket from her.

“Here looks good,” she said when we came to a grassy spot behind a stand of trees.

We hadn’t been looking long but she was right it looked perfect to me. I was ready to throw the blanket down over a pile of rocks if it gave me a chance to fuck her. I laid the basket down and helped her spread the blanket. We both stripped down as fast as we could but she was wearing just a dress over her luscious body and was lying down with spread legs looking impatient by the time I was naked. My cock was hard again already so she pushed my face away from her pussy when I tried to lick it and demanded I fuck her instead.

I fit the tip of my cock into her pussy and pushed it home. We kissed as I slammed down into her as hard as I could, driving the air from her lungs. Her pussy was so wet I glided in an out of her with ease and was soon rubbing her clit with my thumb at the same time. She screamed at me to give it to her and I somehow managed to fuck her a little harder. It was hard to believe it had only been a little more than a day since we last fucked. What would it be like if we went a week without each other? A month? A year?

After driving her to her first orgasm I slowed way down to let her recover. She gave me a tired smile and beckoned me to kiss her so I did. Taking her tits and pushing them together I licked her nipples just the way she liked it, still screwing her with slow caddebostan escort steady strokes. Soon she was ready to be fucked again and let me know by pulling me into her with her legs. I brought her close to cumming again and then pulled out telling her to roll over, planning to finish her off in style. I loved fucking her from behind because it let me admire her sexy round ass and she loved it because it let me fuck her just a little deeper.

Crouching behind her with my knees bent I fed my cock back into her gaping cunt. Looking down I could see her pink inner lips clinging to my shaft each time I pulled back for another stroke. I could also see the sides of her hanging breasts as they jiggled around with each jarring impact of my groin against her. The cum was ready to blow from my balls any moment now, but I knew she wasn’t quite there yet. I reached under to massage her clit and slapped her ass pumping into her a few more times before letting my load spill into her contracting cunt.

“I swear it’s like your pussy was made for my cock Ellie,” I said as I flopped to my back sucking in air. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about fucking you again since I went home yesterday.”

“Mmmm… that’s so sweet hon,” she said cuddling into me with a kiss. “I feel the same way. I’d keep your cock inside me forever if I could.”

“Fine with me,” I said smiling as I gazed at her beautiful face.

“I guess we should eat before you’re ready for more,” she said flipping my flaccid cock with her finger.

We ate together naked in the summer sun. Sitting close we shared a plate feeding each other, kissing between bites. She’d packed more than enough food for the two of us and we ate slowly chatting about all sorts of things. These were the times I cherished most with Ellen, well besides the sex that is. Whenever we did things like a normal couple, I was able to see what it might be like to be with her forever instead of worrying about losing her so soon. When we were done she sat in front of me and leaned back letting me nibble at her neck as we looked for shapes in the early evening clouds. The peaceful interlude didn’t last too long though. Our time alone together was far too precious to waste gazing at clouds.

“That one there looks like my pussy don’t you think?” she asked giving me a smile.

“Sure,” I said though there wasn’t a cloud in sight that looked anything like it. “But maybe I should take a closer look,” I said slipping out from behind her.

Giggling and moaning and squealing as I ate her, Ellen started to guide my head for a moment but then took her hands away. I already knew exactly how she liked it so all guiding me did was remove the element of surprise and anticipation. I decided to see how long she’d let me lick and finger her without touching the enticing target of her clit that hung near the top of her lips. After what must have been ten minutes or more she tried to start playing with it herself, but I shielded it with my arm and swatted away her hands. She tried to get me to lick it by moving her crotch instead but I lifted away from her and waited for her to stop moving before I went back to the outer lips again.

I was ready to fuck her again but wanted to finish bringing her off by eating her snatch first. It was so much fun to watch her squirm as I worked. She was fully aware of what I was doing but suffered in silence waiting for me to give her the release she needed. I waited until I could see her cunt opening and closing with involuntary pulses before taking the sensitive little nub into my mouth. The moment my tongue touched it, her legs started to thrash around wildly and her pussy gushed with juices that ran down my chin.

Without giving her a chance to rest, I climbed on top of her and slid my cock back inside. I thought she would ask me to stop, but she surprised me by yelling at me to start fucking her when I paused with it buried deep. I shook my head in wonder and gave my lover what she asked for. Pushing her legs back so I could fuck her at a better angle I pumped my hips for all I was worth. The way she was crying out I knew she was in the midst of one long drawn out orgasm after cumming so hard moments ago. She tried to last as long as she could but in just a few minutes she clung to me so tight I couldn’t move any more and I stopped to shower her with gentle kisses. We ended up staying in the field together until twilight, trying to squeeze in as much sex as possible.

“Oh I mentioned Gwen wanted you to look at her garden for her didn’t I? She said tomorrow night would be good if you wouldn’t mind after work,” she said to me as she drove me home.

“Sure I’d be happy to take a look,” I said.

“Thanks hon she keeps telling me she doesn’t know what to do with it,” she said with a warm smile.

“So what about us?” I asked more interested in when I’d get to fuck her again than talking about her friend’s garden.

“I’m not sure hon,” she said with a sad tone. “My daughter usually sleeps late so if you want to come up to my bedroom first thing in the morning there should time but it’s risky.”

“You could just tell her about us. That way we can keep doing what we’ve been doing all summer and she’ll leave me alone too,” I said thinking I’d found the perfect solution.

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A Welcome Distraction from Work Ch. 02

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Scott’s day was dragging, as tended to happen when there was something to look forward to. Dealing with staff and customers had kept him busy for the afternoon, but the occasional reminder of his earlier phone call would pop back into his mind, sending a flush through his body before he forced himself to concentrate on whatever it took to stop any visible signs of his excitement.

At five to five, he started end of trade procedures, keen to get the customers out of the store and staff sent home so they could close on time. He was looking forward to getting home to his girlfriend.

Finally closing the doors, he rushed to his car. Sliding in behind the driver’s seat, he began the mindless drive home. He knew the drive well enough to get home on autopilot — leaving his mind to think of more interesting, exciting things. He couldn’t help but think of his girlfriend, wondering — would she still be in the lingerie set as directed, or would she have put something else on? He couldn’t decide whether he was more eager to see her sexy curves in his favourite lingerie, or if he hoped she’d disobeyed him so he could redden her ass with a spanking he knew would make her wet.

Scott decided that he hoped she had kept the lingerie on. The thought of Tiffany opening the door to him wearing only her bra and panties was very erotic, particularly after their earlier call. He loved the idea that a passer by might catch a slight glimpse of his girlfriend and the idea of her naughtiness being exposed sent another thrill through him. He couldn’t wait to get home to see her and serve a little payback for the stunt she had pulled.

Pulling into his driveway and removing the key from the ignition, Scott climbed out of the car and made his way to the front door, watching keenly in anticipation of it being opened. As he reached the closed door, he frowned; maybe Tiff hadn’t heard him pull up? Disgruntled, he rang the doorbell. Tiffany knew he expected her to answer the door, so surely she wouldn’t be long … right?

Ten minutes later, Scott was staring out to the street, frustration evident on his face. Unwilling to wait any longer, he pulled his keys from his pocket and slid them into the lock. As the door swung open, Scott took a step forward then stopped in his tracks. His mouth dropped open in surprise at the sight before him.

* * *

Tiffany heard the key in the lock tumble and kept her eyes lowered, her breathing becoming shallow with nerves. She had obeyed Scott’s instructions to maintain the clothes (or lack thereof) she had been wearing since their phone call but had intentionally disobeyed his instruction that she open the door to him when he returned home. She had heard the car pull into the drive way, and had remained in her spot, waiting for him to enter the house. As she heard the door now swing open, her heart raced as she prayed that her gamble would pay off and that the spanking would be avoided, for now at least.

She heard his heavy footsteps and, from her position kneeling on the floor, could see his shoes as he stepped inside the door. Her eyes remained fixed on his shoes, the silence deafening as she silently begged for him to say something, or at least take another step forward.

Scott, however, was rooted to the spot and unable to move it seemed at the sight of his girlfriend in front of him. Noticing that she had obeyed his instruction (in part, at least), he relished the sight of her creamy curves set off by the delicious pink lingerie set (he was afraid of destroying this one day as he tore it from her body). He was suddenly pleased that she had disobeyed his second order (although was determined not to let her see his pleasure at her defiance).

“I didn’t think you’d find it so hard to follow my instructions,” he started with a low growl.

Surprised at the reprimand, Tiffany looked up to her boyfriend with wide eyes, ready to defend herself when she caught the smirk on his face. She couldn’t help but smile back at him, sweetly answering, “I thought this was a more fun way to welcome you home.”

Looking down at her, Scott couldn’t help but agree. He was familiar with the thick toys she had been using during their earlier phone call, and they made the occasional appearance in the bedroom; but he had not, in his wildest fantasies, imagined the sight before him.

Tiffany’s thick vibrator was firmly stuck to the floor at the foot of their stairs. He could see only an inch or two, shining with juices between her thighs as she had sunk down onto it. She was on her knees, her feet tucked underneath and her legs splayed, the pink Brazilian cut panties pushed to the side to make way for her toy, showing a hint of her smooth waxed pussy. Her hands were crossed behind her, forcing her chest and her milky breasts to jut forward as her back arched.

A movement behind Scott caught Tiffany’s attention and she suddenly saw their neighbour, Tom, walking his dog on the sidewalk through the still open front door.

“Umm, fikirtepe escort do you think you might want to close the door?” Tiffany asked Scott, blushing furiously as a look of shock registered on Tom’s face as they made eye contact from a distance.

Scott glanced behind him and chuckled. He moved toward the door, nodding to acknowledge Tom as he swung it closed. He turned his attention to his girlfriend, catching her squirming as the toy inside her caused obvious pleasure.

He felt his cock twitch, rock hard not only at his girlfriend in front of him but reminded of their earlier phone call at the sight of her toy. His hands dropped to his zipper, sliding it down and pulling his cock from his pants, stroking it slowly as he approached Tiffany.

“So, what was your intention in answering the door like this?” he asked, sternly.

Tiffany was struggling to contain herself, the toy inside her vibrating intensely as she was acutely aware of the cock in front of her. She watched him stroke, eager to taste him, as she responded.

“To show you what you missed earlier,” she replied, cheekily.

He stood in front of her, his cock at her eye level. A fresh wave of juices flooded her, her mouth watering as the object of her desire was within arms distance. She looked up at him, awaiting his instructions.

Scott looked down at his girlfriend, marvelling at the sight before him. He knew how much she loved to give head, and, watching her, there were subtle signs of how much she wanted it in that moment. Her mouth was open slightly, a subtle bite of her lip; her chest had flushed red with her excitement, rising and falling at a rapid rate as her breathing became faster. Her big brown eyes were wide, desperate with her desire as they were trained on the glistening tip of his cock.

“Tiffany,” he said softly, her attention drawn from his cock to meet his eyes. He nodded at her.

Tiffany’s attention dropped back to her boyfriend’s cock in front of her. Her tongue darted out, licking the tip, the taste of his precum making her pussy clench. She wrapped her lips around him, her hands holding his thighs, as she began to swallow his length. He was slightly too tall for her to remain seated on her vibrator — so, to swallow him further down her throat, she rose slightly, the vibrator sliding out of her slick pussy. A sudden feeling of emptiness overwhelmed her as she felt the tip of Scott’s hard cock touch the back of her throat.

Her pussy too empty, she sank back down on her vibrator, a soft groan escaping her lips as she was filled, Scott’s cock sliding out of her mouth. Desperate to find a happy medium, she began to ride the vibrator, alternating between a full pussy and just a taste of cock, and a feeling of emptiness while her mouth was rewarded with his cock thrust so deep it was touching her throat. With every upward thrust, she would take him as deep down her throat as she could, her throat tightening around him as she gagged. His hands tangled in her hair, gently guiding her head as she blew him.

Sensation began to overwhelm her as she felt her orgasm building. Small moans escaped her mouth, muffled around Scott’s cock. As he enjoyed the velvety softness of his girlfriend’s mouth, he could feel the vibration of her noises, her throat constricting around him — the tell-tale signs of her own arousal. He could tell she was getting closer to orgasm, when he suddenly pulled back. Tiffany whimpered and tried to move toward him, the object of her desire suddenly out of reach as she was on the edge of her second, desperately needed, orgasm.

“No,” Scott commanded sternly, and she stopped, looking up at him, awaiting his instructions.

“Upstairs, in bed. Now.”

Tiffany looked at him in disbelief, her eyes wide. The frustration welled in her as she resisted Scott’s instructions.

He looked down, narrowing his eyes. “Now,” he growled.

With a slight whimper, she rose from her kneeling position, the toy sliding from her slick pussy, glistening with her juices. She turned to pick it up, bending over in front of Scott as she did so, feeling his hands tracing the lace of her panties and kneading her ass. She smiled as she straightened and raced up the stairs.

When Scott reached their room, Tiffany was standing by the bed, awaiting his instructions.

He sat in the chair at the side of the bed and watched her. Tiffany looked at him curiously, unsure of what he intended.

“I want you to show me what you were doing earlier,” he told her, carefully watching her reaction. She blushed as she looked at the bed, remembering their phone call, glancing back to him as a cheeky idea formed.

Her cheeks red, she replied to him, “I will, but I want you on the bed.”

Tiffany gave Scott room as he moved to sit in the middle of the bed, leaning back against the headboard, watching her curiously. She knelt beside him, raising one leg to straddle him, settling firmly in his lap as her gebze escort mouth met his, their tongues dancing and their bodies pressed firmly to each other. Tiffany’s hands dropped to Scott’s shirt, tugging the hem up, their lips separating briefly as she pulled it up over his head to expose his bare chest. Her hands reached behind her to unclasp her bra, letting the straps slide down her shoulders and the material fall from her, exposing her full breasts, pressed firmly against Scott’s chest, bare skin against bare skin, as their lips once again met.

Scott’s hard cock was throbbing, straining against his pants as Tiffany ground against him. One hand on his girlfriends back, pulling her to him, the other tangled in her hair, holding firmly and angling her head up to expose her bare neck, his eager mouth nibbling and sucking at the tender flesh. A gasp escaped Tiffany’s lips as her hands fumbled at the clasp of Scott’s pants, eager to expose the object of her desire. As it finally came free, as Tiffany was tugging the zipper down again, she heard Scott murmur against her neck “don’t forget, I want to see you”.

Tiffany raised herself from Scott’s lap and turned away from him to their drawers, retrieving the toys she had been using earlier, shielding him from view before she turned back to him. The toys were laid on the bed next to them as she delicately wrapped one of Scott’s neckties around each of his wrists, before securing them to the bedposts.

Scott looked at her curiously as she gathered the toys from the bed, sternly questioning “what do you think you’re doing?” as she tugged on his left wrist to ensure his restraint was secure.

She remained in her kneeling position, rising to her knees to stop grinding against him, as she looked up to him and sweetly answered “showing you what you asked for”.

Collecting her toys from the bed beside Scott, she scooted down to give herself a little room. As Scott watched her cradle the thick vibrator in her small hand, the pale toy a stark contrast against her tanned skin, a frustrated groan escaped him.

“No…” he started, eyes wide as he was struck by the sudden realisation of what his girlfriend intended.

She grinned at him, as she replied “But you asked to see what I was doing earlier. I’m showing you, just like you wanted.”

Tiffany dropped the vibrator between her legs as her hands roved over her body. She started explaining.

“When I first called you, I was laying in this bed in the bra I just took off, and these panties”, she started, one hand at her hip, trailing over the lace. “I started like this,” she said, pleased to see his eyes follow the movement of one hand to cup her breast, gently rolling the nipple between her fingers to elicit a gentle gasp from her lips.

“Then my other hand…” she started, her voice trailing as her movements showed him what he had missed. Scott watched the hand that had been on her hip slide under the delicate material, watching the movement and hint of skin as her fingers slid between her wet slit, a deep moan escaping her lips as her finger grazed her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.

Removing her hand from her panties, she raised her wet fingers to her mouth, her tongue darting out to tenderly lick her juices from her fingertip, closing her eyes as she relished the taste. Looking back to Scott, shock was evident on his face as his mouth watered. He loved how his girlfriend tasted, and he was growing increasingly uncomfortable as his hard cock strained against his pants.

Looking down at him with a cheeky grin, Tiff offered, “would you like a taste?” as her hand lowered to his lips. He eagerly sucked her finger, voicing a guttural groan as her taste filled his mouth. As she gently withdrew it, Scott watched as her fingers returned to the edge of her panties, this time tracing the line from her hip to her crotch. The delicate lace showed just the slightest flash of her bare pussy, making him ache for her. Fortunately, his wish to see more was soon answered, as Tiffany’s panties were pushed to the side, again revealing her pink slit.

He watched her other hand pick up the thick toy, placing it between her thighs so the tip of the vibrator rested, just barely, against her entry.

“And then this,” she explained, her eyes flicking down to watch the toy as she held it firmly, allowing her body to sink down, “was inside me,” she finished with a deep moan, her wet pussy allowing the thick toy to easily slide insider her.

Scott watched his girlfriend’s face and chest flush a deep red, her pleasure evident as the toy bottomed out inside her, filling her completely. His cock was impossibly hard in his pants, simultaneously wanting the ties to be loosened so he could have his way with her, and for the show to go on. Keen to see what would happen, he encouraged her.

“And then?” he asked.

Tiffany’s eyes closed as she remembered their earlier phone call, loving the feeling of her içerenköy escort toy inside of her as her primal urges took over, the toy sliding out of her a little.

“And then I fucked myself,” she answered shakily as she began to do just that. One hand roved over her body; from cupping her breasts and rolling her nipple, to stroking her clit, or bracing herself against Scott’s chest. The other, which Scott was keenly focused on, firmly grasped the vibrator, turning it up to the highest setting, glistening with juices as she fucked herself with deep, rhythmic strokes. He watched her chest rise and fall, her breathing becoming erratic as she squirmed on top of him, the signs of her impending orgasm evident.

Unable to take it any longer, his gravelly voice low, he instructed, “remove the ties”.

Tiffany’s eyes flew open, suddenly guiltily reminded of his inability, for the second time today, to have the same pleasure she was having.

Letting the toy fall from her hands and from her body, she moved forward. Straddling him, keenly aware of his hard cock, his pants the only thing between her wetness and the true object of her desire, she ground against him. She leaned forward, her bare breasts pressed against his chest as she kissed him, their lips crushed together, as she reached a hand up to the ties on his right arm, freeing him — partly at least.

As their kiss deepened, tongues touching and teasing each other, his free hand came down to cup her breast, a sharp gasp escaping her as she pinched her nipple lightly.

Desperate to feel her man inside of her, Tiffany raised her hands to the tie securing Scott’s left arm, her breasts in line with his mouth as his tongue swiped over her nipple, eliciting a sharp hasp. She was about to tug the tie free as a wicked idea occurred to her. Rather than removing the tie, Tiffany’s fingers instead tangled in Scott’s hair and she gently nibbled his lip, sucking it into her mouth.

Scott let out a deep moan, his voice becoming stern.

“Tiffany, I told you to remove the ties,” he commanded, the warning clear.

She pulled back and smiled sweetly at him, answering “I will”, before lowering her mouth to his again. His groan of frustration was muffled as her lips crushed against his.

Although one of Scott’s arms was free, he was still rendered largely helpless as Tiffany moved to reposition herself. Lifting her lips from his, she scooted up, now kneeling over his chest. Scott could feel her wetness against his chest, his mouth craving a taste of her sweet pussy, just barely out of his reach.

Suddenly raising herself away from him, Tiffany spun around, her back now against the wall and her ass right in front of Scott’s face, so close that, if he leaned forward, he was sure he’d be able to touch the lace covering what he so desperately desired.

It was unlike Tiffany to take control like this — so it was a surprise to Scott when his girlfriend shuffled back further, so much so that he could feel the soft, thin lace of her panties against his cheek. He pressed his face closer to her, eager to taste her wetness. His mouth pressed against the wet lace; Tiffany’s juices having soaked her panties. As she knelt over him, she had pinned his free arm down with her thighs, so he struggled, biting and licking at the material to uncover her smooth bare pussy. Finally revealing the lips, he buried his face in her hot mound, relishing her taste.

As Tiffany felt his lips on her pussy, a gasp escaped her and she threw her head back, enjoying the pure pleasure of the moment.

Scott swiped his tongue firmly over Tiffany’s clit before delving into her pussy as she ground her hips against him, allowing him to work himself free a little. His free arm hooked over her hips, pulling her closer as he strained against the tie, the only thing stopping him from taking her completely. He heard a soft whimper escape her as he sensed a wave of pleasure rolling through her body, pressing herself hard again to him. She reached one arm behind her, fingers tangled in his hair and guiding his head as he devoured her. Scott’s tongue probed his girlfriend deeper as she spread her thighs further for him.

Desperate to feel him inside her but enjoying his tongue too much to stop the pleasure, she settled on an alternate source for her satisfaction. Her fingers tugged his briefs to the side, his hard cock springing from their protection. As Scott’s mouth explored her pussy, Tiffany lowered hers to his cock. She felt his moan against her tender flesh as her tongue swirled around him, taking him deep. Sensing his pleasure only heightened hers, and they began tasting each other with a renewed sense of urgency, each spurred on by the evident pleasure of the other.

Tiffany was so focused on the Scott’s delicious, hard length that she didn’t register his movements beneath her. Too late, she realised that he had loosened his other tie, as two thick fingers thrust inside her pussy. A sharp cry rose from her throat, muffled around his thick cock. Her arousal was so heightened that it took only a few firm, swift strokes of Scott’s fingers, combined with his tongue on her clit, before she exploded in orgasm, her juices wetting Scott’s face as he eagerly tasted her.

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The Beginning – Jason’s Story

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Jason was a local boy, although not from Vermont. He was from Elizabethtown, just across the lake in New York State. He was a bit of a jock. Not the stereotypical ignorant muscle-bound fool, but a true lover of physical exertion. He had played football in high school and was an alternate for the college team, although his true love was skiing. He pursued his passion for skiing all throughout the winter season. There was even talk in his fraternity that he might qualify for the next Winter Olympics and in his own mind Olympic gold was well within his grasp. Of course skiing wasn’t a year-round sport so when he wasn’t skiing (or playing football), Jason’s biggest diversion was girls. Although he had only lost his virginity in his senior year of high school, he was determined to make up for lost time and in his final year of college he had certainly made good progress toward that end.

He was a handsome boy, with rugged features and a tight, well-muscled body. Girls seemed naturally attracted to him and when he was in the mood it was seldom indeed that he didn’t end up balls deep between the legs of one of the many campus hopefuls. His secret was that he didn’t see girls just as a simple target, a notch on his belt. He truly loved women. He loved kissing them, tasting them and most of all; he loved bringing them to orgasm. It wasn’t just a pleasure thing to him; it was a satisfaction thing.

* * *

It had been in high school that Jason realized that he was better endowed than his fellow classmates. In the change-room after PT class, the other guys noticed that his cock was considerably bigger than theirs. This started a round of teasing that affected him deeply. It might have led to an inferiority complex, but he was saved from that by the intervention of a loud-mouthed bully who not only teased Jason front of the other boys but also teased him in front of the girls. Before long the entire school was aware of his uniqueness.

Girls who had never given him the time of day were now coming over to talk to him at lunch. Other girls offered to help him study. He wasn’t sure what to do with his newfound celebrity. Basically a shy young man, Jason had little to no experience of sex.

After that, he avoided many activities that might lead to other rounds of teasing. Most of his high school years were spent avoiding confrontations that might emphasize his “difference,” this unfortunately including dating.

He was finally introduced to the joy of sex, by the aunt of a friend, who was staying for the summer, as Elizabethtown was quite the “get-away-place” for the big city types. In the years following the war there had been a growth in the city and now in the summer of 1953 it had become an artistic community composed mostly of painters and authors. Jason was over at his friend’s house when the topic of the teasing came up. He quickly changed the subject but unknown to him, his friend’s aunt had been listening.

Several days later when he came over to visit and the friend wasn’t at home, he sat at the kitchen table and had a soda with Aunt Lucy while he waited for his friend to get back from wherever. She was in her early twenties and very attractive. She was shorter than Jason with long dark brown hair and was dressed in a loose dress with a high collar. She always dressed so conservatively but it didn’t do much to hide her generous bosom. He had often wondered what she would look like naked and on some occasions he had even masturbated to thoughts of her tits. These thoughts ran through his head as he sat there quietly drinking his soda and he felt himself start to respond.

He repositioned himself so that Aunt Lucy wouldn’t notice the growing bulge in his pants. He wasn’t quick enough as she had noticed it and took this opportunity to bring up the subject.

She mentioned to him that she had heard of the teasing and urged him not to take it too seriously. “Things that young boys find amusing, young girls may find interesting,” she confided.

Her eyes fell to his crotch and he could feel himself growing harder under her gaze. He tried to excuse himself but she placed her hand on his arm and told him not to go. He wasn’t sure what to do and so did nothing.

“The feelings you are experiencing are perfectly normal,” she continued. She shifted her chair closer to him and her hand moved to rest on the bulge in his trousers. Because of his size, he habitually let his cock ride down the right side leg of his boxers and often found that it stayed in place when he sat. It was there on that bulge that she rested her hand. His cock twitched. She started to stroke it through his trousers and the sensation was amazing. He felt himself respond to her actions. Like any normal teenage boy he had manipulated himself to orgasm often but it was definitely better when it was someone else doing it, especially if that someone was a beautiful older woman!

“I don’t think…” he started.

“Hush,” she whispered, “I know what tuzla escort I’m doing.” She continued rubbing his cock and it grew even larger. His cock had grown hard and had twisted up inside the leg of his boxers. It now rested lengthwise across the front of his trousers and her hand continued its motion back and forth along its length. Alarm bells started to ring in his head! Chris’s aunt was jerking him off! This wasn’t supposed to happen! He tried to move back from her touch, but she keep rubbing and rubbing. He could feel the pressure build. He had to leave. He was too close!

“I’ve gotta…” He tried to get up but his legs wouldn’t respond.

“I know,” she softly replied, her hand moving faster up and down the length of him.

“I… I’m… Ughh…” he grunted as he exploded under her hand. She continued to stroke him as jets of cum burst out of his cock and flooded his pants.

He sat there frozen by his orgasm, as she leaned over and kissed him on the lips. His cock continued to jet out more and more hot, sticky fluid. Her tongue found it’s way to his mouth and all resistance fled as he kissed her back. She abruptly ended the kiss and released his cock.

“I think we should clean you up before Chris gets home.” She took his hand and pulled him to his feet. He felt awkward trailing behind her with the sticky mess filling his pants. She led him to the downstairs bathroom, pulled him inside, turned on the overhead light and locked the door behind her.

She got down on her knees in front of him and her hands went to his belt. Jason felt self-conscious as she undid his belt and trousers. He felt himself flushing with embarrassment and tried to push her hands away.

“I should do this.” He said.

“Nonsense.” She said, pulling his trousers and underwear down in one motion. Jason’s cock had lost little of its hardness and was sticking out at her. “Oh my! You ARE a big boy.” She grabbed some tissue from the roll hanging beside the toilet and wiped his cum from the inside of his boxers. She was quite clinical in her efforts and Jason was turned on like crazy that she was doing it with his semi-hard cock just inches from her face. When she had cleaned his shorts as best she could, she slipped her hand around his cum-covered cock and looked up at him. His cock was so thick that her hand could barely reach all the way around his shaft. Her touch excited him and his cock reacted by beginning to swell once again.

“This needs a special cleaning,” she whispered. She leaned forward and started to lick the sticky mess from him. She pushed his cock back against his belly and licked the underside from his balls to the tip, and then holding it to the side she licked his balls clean. She continued moving his cock around to get every bit of the sticky fluid.

Jason couldn’t believe what was happening! He looked down. A beautiful woman was licking his cock! He felt his cock swell and stiffen even more. The feel of her tongue on his cock was unbelievable! He was in heaven! She cleaned him thoroughly and then started to stroke him again. Her hand slid up and down his cock pulling his flesh back and forth along the shaft. He felt her other hand between his legs as she started to play with his balls. Waves of electricity shot up his cock. He could feel the pressure building again.

“Now it’s time to taste you.” She pulled her hand down his cock, sliding back the foreskin to uncover his throbbing glands. Then she opened her mouth and took him in. Jason watched as her lips spread to engulf the head of his cock. He was so big she could only get the head and a couple of inches of him into her mouth, but it felt fantastic! Seeing her pretty face take his cock was amazing! She slid her tongue across his glands and he jumped, the head of his erection still being sensitive from his recent orgasm. Watching her as she took more of his cock into her mouth thrilled Jason almost as much as the sensation of warm wetness that surrounded it.

Wrapped around his thickness, she pumped her hand up and down his shaft and at the same time her eager tongue lashed at the head of his aching cock. She took his balls in her other hand and very gently squeezed them. Jason’s hips bucked in response, trying to get more of his shaft into her mouth.

He looked down at her. She had her mouth wrapped around his prick and her hand was pumping it as he shoved it in and out of her willing mouth. My God! he thought. This gorgeous older woman is sucking my cock! I actually have my cock in her mouth!

The pressure in his balls was starting again. The soft wetness of her mouth and her tongue were driving him crazy. He tried to hold himself steady as the urge to fuck her mouth increased. Her hand on his shaft was great, but he had this overwhelming urge to shove his cock deeper! His pushed a little with his hips and she took a little more of his length into her mouth. She started humming low in her throat as his cock plunged in and out of her göztepe escort mouth. The vibrations on his cock were amazing! He was going to cum!

“No… I’m…” he tried to warn her.

She pulled his cock briefly from her mouth to say, “It’s okay.”

She sucked him back in and renewed her efforts. He felt the pressure build and build. He tried to hold back – but couldn’t – and the pressure let go! For the second time in ten minutes, Jason’s cock started pumping out hot cum. This time it was into the warm waiting mouth of Chris’s Aunt Lucy! Jet after jet of hot cum splashed down her throat, her hand milking his cock for every drop and he could feel her throat moving against his shaft as she swallowed it all. His hips shook and knees felt weak as all of his concentration centered on the immense pleasure radiating from his erupting cock!

When the waves of pleasure subsided, she released his cock from her mouth, let go of his balls and stood up. Her face was flushed and she was breathing heavily. “Now it’s my turn,” she said.

She pushed Jason back to the closed toilet seat and he sat down on it. Then she reached down and pulled up the hem of her dress and her slip.

“But I don’t…” Jason blurted out as she pulled her panties down and stepped out of them.

“Hush… don’t you worry… Aunt Lucy will tell you what to do.” She wrapped her dress around her waist and leaned back, trapping the folds of the dress between the cheeks of her butt and the sink and baring her crotch to Jason’s hungry gaze.

Jason stared at her pussy. The only naked women he had seen up to this time were old style photographs on a deck of cards that a friend’s father had brought back from Paris. The women on the cards all had hairy pussies with a large gash of flesh in the middle and this was definitely not the same. Aunt Lucy’s pussy was clean of hair except for a small tuff above her crack. The inner lips stuck out proud from the folds of her outer lips and they glistened with moisture. At the upper end of her crack a round little knob projected from a little hood even further.

“I keep the hair trimmed for a good friend,” she chuckled.

Jason couldn’t believe his eyes. He stared at her pussy. It was amazing… he wanted to dive right in.

“Look closely,” Aunt Lucy pulled her lips apart and pointed to the moist opening revealed within, “This is my cunt and it’s where your cock goes.” She dipped a finger into the opening and sighed. “At least I’m hoping it will all go in there.”

Jason leaned forward to get a better look.

“Go ahead… Touch me.”

Jason reached out and caressed her pussy, marveling at the hot slipperiness of her flesh. Lucy sighed again as he slipped his finger into her cunt. Suddenly he noticed an aroma. It was a musky smell, one of heat and passion. Jason wanted to bury himself in that smell. He felt his tired cock stir. He brought his nose closer to her pussy and took a deep breath.

This is what sex smells like! he thought.

“This,” she pointed with her finger to the small knob at the top of her lips, “is my clit, and it is the most sensitive place in a woman’s pussy. It’s like the head of your cock. If you tease it enough with your fingers or your tongue, you will bring a girl to orgasm. There are other ways to make a girl cum, but the clit is the most reliable.” She rubbed the little knob and her hips jerked involuntarily. “Now I want you to lick me, like I licked you.”

Jason eagerly brought his mouth to her pussy. The aroma of her excited him as much as the thought of what he was about to do. He stuck out his tongue and ran it over the glistening lips. The taste was wild! He couldn’t get enough of the taste of her. He reached around her and grabbed her bottom to pull her crotch against his mouth. He licked from the bottom of her pussy to the top, pausing there to suck on her hard clit. I’m eating her pussy! It’s marvelous! Jason went wild with his tongue. He could feel his cock growing again and he wanted to bury it inside her, but he was so excited by her taste that he didn’t want to stop eating her pussy.

He slipped to his knees between her legs and licked harder at her wet gash, his tongue finding her cunt and pushing into it. New wetness flooded his mouth as she moaned. She reached behind his head and pulled his head higher, placing her clit directly beneath his active tongue.

“There,” she panted, “lick me there.”

Jason licked… and licked. Before long she was groaning and panting, her hand pushing his head harder against her, his tongue mashed against her stiff clit.

“Oh, Jason… stop… stop…”

She let go and he reluctantly pulled his lips from her crotch.

“I want you to fuck me. I want your cock all the way inside me.”

Jason stood. His cock was jutting stiffly from his crotch. He moved closer to her. She grabbed hold of his erect member and pulled him to the opening of her cunt. The head of his cock üsküdar escort brushed against her opening and he felt the pleasure from her soft, wet heat rush down his cock and settle at its base. He tried to push into her but the angle was wrong. He bent his knees a bit and pushed.

The head of his hard cock pushed inside her and she groaned, “Oh God, yes!”

He pushed deeper. His cock was inside her! The feeling of her tight cunt wrapped around his cock was amazing. He was fucking her! Holy shit, he was fucking Chris’s Aunt!

He pulled his cock back until only the head remained inside her tight slipperiness and then thrust forward, sliding his cock back into her slippery wetness. The flesh of her gripped his cock all the way along his shaft and her heat soaked into his hardness. He pulled back and again thrust into her. He looked down to where their two bodies joined and watched as his cock pulled out… all wet with her juices… and then disappeared back into her. His cock was almost all buried inside her. She had taken his hard cock inside her, stretching her cunt to its widest.

Her breath was deep and labored as she grunted, “Fuck me Jason! Stick that big cock of yours all the way in!”

Her hips thrust against him as he plunged into her. His balls slapped against her thighs as his cock buried itself in her hot flesh. Her legs lifted and wrapped around his thighs. He could feel the pressure building once more at the base of his cock. He knew he was going to explode with his next thrust. The pressure in his balls was almost painful. As he pulled his cock out, her flesh gripped it as if reluctant to let it go.

“I… I’m going…” he stammered, his knees weakening.

“It’s alright,” she replied, “cum in my pussy… I want it deep inside me.”

SLAM! There was a noise from somewhere outside the bathroom.

“Shit! Someone’s home.” Jason reluctantly pulled his cock all the way out of her and reached down to pull up his pants.

“No time.” She whispered, pushing down her dress and taking a quick glance in the mirror. “You just stay here and pretend to be using the toilet and I’ll stall whoever it is.” She unlocked the door and slipped out. Turning to him, she tossed her panties at him, “A souvenir for you.” And then she was gone.

He reached over, closed and locked the door behind her and then sat back down on the closed toilet. His cock was standing straight up from his crotch, wet with Aunt Lucy’s juices and throbbing with the need for release. His balls were tight with the pressure of his interrupted orgasm.

He sat there with his hard cock sticking up from his crotch. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. I fucked a woman! She sucked me off and I had my mouth on her cunt! He thought back to all those times alone in his room stroking his hard cock dreaming about fucking a girl and here he was sitting in Chris’s bathroom with his cock fresh from being deep inside Chris’s Aunt’s pussy. He had cum twice yet he was still hard and the aching need for another release still rested deep in his balls.

He wrapped her panties around his cock and started to stroke it.

The feel of the satin against his flesh was good… not as good as Aunt Lucy’s cunt but the pleasure couldn’t be denied. With this erection he wouldn’t be able to get his cock back into his trousers, so he had to cum. He thought back to what he had just been doing to Aunt Lucy. How she had sucked his cock. And she even swallowed his cum! He had eaten her pussy and he had stuck his cock into her tight cunt. He thought about the feeling of tightness when he was inside her and by the end of the next stroke he was cuming.

There was a dull throb from his balls as cum surged up his cock and oozed out of the head. The sticky fluid that pulsed out of his cock for the third time this morning wasn’t as thick or gooey as before but rather clear and runny. It coated his cock and hand and Jason used the panties to clean it off. He waited as his erection subsided, then stuffed his slowly deflating cock into his shorts and did up his pants.

Standing there with Aunt Lucy’s cum soaked panties in his hand, he debated with himself on what to do with them. He finally decided to keep them and wrapped them up with tissue and stuck them in his pocket. Then he washed up, left the bathroom and joined the group in the kitchen.

“Oh there you are.” Chris remarked when Jason entered the room.

Chris and his Mom were there with Aunt Lucy and Jason found it hard to join in the conversation. His eyes kept coming to rest on Aunt Lucy. She was so beautiful and experienced. The ache in his balls still throbbed and he forced himself to pay attention to the conversation as he could amazingly feel himself starting to respond again to Aunt Lucy’s presence. It didn’t help with him knowing that under her dress her pussy was naked and wet from his cock and tongue.

It was an effort, but he managed to keep it together that day. He and Aunt Lucy were able to get together many more times that summer. She taught him many things in their stolen moments but most of all she taught him how a woman likes to be made love to. She also gave him many opportunities to practice this newfound knowledge.

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