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Swingers Club: Halloween Party

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SUMMARY: A wife is convinced to try swinging to save her marriage.

NOTE 1: This is a Halloween 2013 Contest Story…I hope you enjoy…although it is long Halloween story that starts plot heavy before ending in my longest sex scene to date.

NOTE 2: As always, a great big thanks to the one, the only MAB7991 for editing my stories. Another thanks for goamz who seems to somehow catch whatever MAB and I miss.

0. PROLOGUE

In every marriage there are ebbs and flows, how a couple deals with these ebbs and flows defines their marriage. With over 50 percent of marriages ending in divorce, it is no surprise that many couples cannot overcome the plethora of challenges that constantly come their way.

Matt and I were recently in one of those ruts that not only caused strain in our marriage but damn near ended it. Our solution, although unorthodox, saved our marriage and although I don’t recommend it to everyone, for us it changed everything.

1. A BRIEF HISTORY OF US

Matt and I had been married over thirteen years (both of us are superstitious by the way) and after years of trying had learned we could not have children. We had applied two years earlier to adopt, but that process only added to the exhaustion that was our lives, as we dealt with red tape from all directions.

The recession hit us hard and my husband even harder (I won’t get into the details, but we lost a lot of money and Matt, although he didn’t lose his job like many others, he was demoted). Being a nurse, my job was relatively secure due to the shortage of qualified nurses. Matt had to work more hours for less pay, while I took extra shifts to make up the financial difference. In the end, financially we ended up about the same, but our lives were way more exhausting and stressful, resulting in little or no time for each other.

Before the recession, we went on yearly trips that seemed to rejuvenate both our personal and sexual lives. It had been three years since our last trip, we were in more than a rut, we were in a gigantic meteor pothole, and I wasn’t sure we could get out.

We hadn’t had sex for over three months and even that time was anti-climatic for me. We were a couple going through the motions and our relationship desperately needing a boost.

In years past we had sex every couple of days and experimented with a wide variety of sexual positions and locations. Now it was always the missionary position and always in our bed…again the rut was deepening.

2. ONE THING LEADS TO ANOTHER

I was complaining to a colleague at work during a double shift.

“I haven’t had sex for three months,” I whined rather matter-of-factly.

“Oh my God,” my younger co-worker Jessica responded, “If I don’t get my pilot lit every couple of days I am one cold bitch.”

I laughed, “Always the poet.”

Jessica shrugged and quipped. “But seriously, what the fuck…pun intended.”

“Life,” I shrugged.

“Life is what you make it,” she replied using the terrible cliché quote.

“How high school prom,” I quipped.

She smiled naughtily and quipped back a dreamy look in her eyes, “Aaah yes, my high school prom and first threesome.”

I spit out my coffee when she declared her naughty sexual secret.

She continued, “Ever since then I have never been a one cock woman.”

“B-b-but you’re engaged,” I stuttered.

She shrugged, “So.”

“You cheat on him?” I questioned.

“Oh no, no,” she chuckled, before responding like she was talking about the weather, “He is usually a part of the threesome, orgy, gangbang or whatever.”

“You’re shitting me,” I replied, assuming she was just yanking my chain.

“I’m not shitting you and truth be told I have a solution to your and Matt’s sexual rut,” she retorted.

I stared at her still trying to wrap my head around all this information. She had always been rather open with her sexual exploits, but this was very deep into the too-much-information zone.

“You need to come to a swinger’s party,” she casually announced.

“A swinger’s party?” I repeated, mindlessly, the information coming too fast and furious for my somewhat conservative values to comprehend.

“Yes, the next one is on Halloween,” Jessica explained.

“How often do they occur?” I asked, still in shock.

“Depends,” she shrugged, before adding, “sometimes there are special parties, like Halloween, but the first Saturday of every month is the usual meeting time.”

“You are serious?” I asked, finally accepting that she was not pulling my leg.

“Deadly,” she smiled, her hand grabbing mine.

“Wow,” I uttered.

She added her tone suddenly dripping with sexual innuendo, “And I would love to ‘wow’ you like you have never been wowed.”

“Excuse me,” I replied, shocked by her sudden predatory overture.

“Everything is possible at a swinger’s party,” she purred, moving so close to me that I could almost taste her cherry flavored chap stick.

I Erenköy Escort stammered, “I-I-I could never do such a thing.”

Her finger went to my lips and she leaned towards my ear, her warm breath heating up my dormant oven. “I would bring inconceivable pleasure to you and,” she paused as she bit and lightly tugged on my ear.

I let out an uncontrollable soft moan.

“Your husband,” she finished, her hot breath lingering in my ear and triggering a sudden wetness in my vagina.

Suddenly considering the ludicrous suggestion, I argued, weakly, “My husband would never agree.”

“Really?” she asked, moving away from my ear. I was surprised by the wave of disappointment that rushed through me suddenly. Her smile was playful and yet implying so much. “Your husband wouldn’t mind watching you in the throes of girl on girl passion? Or having his choice of at least a dozen hot women to pleasure him?”

I tried to make a joke out of it. “Well what guy wouldn’t want that?”

Jessica let my question linger before finishing, “So if you’re interested, I can get you in, but there are requirements.”

“Like what?” I asked, curiosity killing the cat.

“Are you sure you want to know?” she teased.

Before I could answer, the intercom crackled and announced, “Ms. Kraun to room 1402. Ms. Kraun to room 1402.”

Jessica shrugged, “Well, we will have to continue this conversation later.” Then she shocked me by leaning in and kissing me quickly on the lips but with authority.

Just as quick as her lips were on mine, she was gone and I was left alone a mental muddled mess. I couldn’t deny a spark chilled my entire body when Jessica briefly kissed me. I was shocked by the kiss and confused by the sensations I was feeling. Before I had time to really deal with all this information, I looked up at the clock and realized I was five minutes late for my shift. Ignoring the spark kindling in my vagina, I left the locker room and headed out to my work station.

4. CONSIDERING THE OFFER

The next eight hours were crazy and I didn’t have any time to consider the invitation Jessica had offered. I was grabbing my stuff to head home when Jessica entered the locker room.

My face instantly felt warm as I relived our last brief moment of unexpected intimacy, I suddenly felt like a giddy insecure teenager again. Jessica asked, as she began unbuttoning her shirt, “So do you still want to know about the party expectations?”

I barely heard her words as I watched her undress like a horny teenage boy would do, even though I had seen her changing many times, it felt like my first.

“Earth to Trudy,” Jessica teased as her final button was unbuttoned.

“What?” I asked, rattled by my sudden obsession with seeing her breasts, considering I had seen her breasts in a bra many times before.

“What were you thinking about?” she asked knowing exactly what I was thinking, as she began pulling down her skirt.

“Oh-oh-oh nothing,” I stammered, even as my red face betrayed my words.

Her mischievous smile returned as each word slithered out of her mouth with sexual venom breaking down the last remaining walls of my propriety. “You can’t stop thinking of my offer, can you, sexy?”

Being called sexy was another rush as the sweet terms of endearment from my husband quit around the same time the market crashed. I stammered, “I-I-I guess.”

With her skirt on the floor, she bent down like a porn star, giving a perfect view of her thong covered ass encased in white pantyhose. Although I was not a lesbian and had never had more than brief lingering thoughts and rare naughty dreams, I was suddenly mesmerized by Jessica’s body. Jessica seemingly knowing the impact she was having on me, held her perfect pose as she turned her head to look at me staring at her and asked, “Like what you see, Trudy?”

Only able to speak with a stammer, I answered, “I-I-I-um…”

Thankfully, Jessica saved me from my blithering idiot rambling and asked, as she stood back up, “So I assume you want join us next Saturday?”

My moral conscience still lingering deep inside overcame my carnal desire that was simmering at the surface and begging to be dealt with. “I could never cheat on Matt.”

Jessica, grabbing a pair of jeans from her locker, countered, “Who said anything about cheating? Our group is very much against cheating. Every member is married or in a serious relationship. Both man and woman in the relationship must agree to all the rules of the group and can only join as a couple.”

“Oh,” was all I could muster as I continued to check out Jessica’s perfect body as she slowly slithered herself into the tightest jeans ever made.

She continued talking, oblivious to my staring or just used to it based on her perfect body and looks, and explained, “Our group believes that monogamy is a hindrance in a relationship as everyone, regardless of your morale fibre and your love for your partner, will fantasize about others. Usually these fantasies will consume you and either you Göztepe Escort cheat and betray your spouse or you mentally cheat every time you are intimate with them.” She paused, her perky breasts still on display for me in her skimpy black lace bra, “Thus we strongly believe our swinger’s group actually saves marriages.”

I joked, trying to be casual about an idea that seemed more logical and appealing the more I learned, “Your slogan could be: saving marriages one fuck at a time.”

Jessica’s smile disappeared and she said, suddenly her tone cold, “Don’t be flippant and judgemental Trudy. I was trying to be helpful.”

As she grabbed her shirt from her locker, I quickly apologized not wanting to insult her. “Wait! Sorry, Jessica, I was being sarcastic. It is how I deal with situations I am uncomfortable with.”

Jessica turned back to me, her shirt in her hand, her eyes softening, “I am sorry too. I don’t tell many about Eddie’s and my swinger lifestyle, but thought it could really help you. Plus I find you very attractive.”

“You do?” I questioned, both confused and turned on.

“Yes I do, sexy,” she smiled.

“How did you and Eddie get started in the group?” I asked, wanting to know everything.

Jessica offered, “That is a long story. Let’s go out for a drink.”

“I am way too tired to be going to a bar,” I yawned.

“Did I imply I was asking you?” she asked her tone suddenly firm. Before I could respond she added, “We are going for a drink and I am not taking no for an answer.”

“Ok,” I agreed distracted by her putting on her blouse and her rather authoritative tone.

“You’re not changing?” she questioned, content with my answer.

“I usually just go home after work and hit the shower so I don’t bring extra clothes,” I explained.

She turned back to her locker and pulled out a blood red blouse and handed it to me. “I have a few outfits in here depending on what I may be doing later. Your skirt is fine, but we can’t be going out with you in a stained nurse’s smock.”

Before I could even respond she was pulling my scrubs off me, revealing my tiny breasts in my sports bra (I found a sports bra more practical for the job…comfort had always came first with me).

“A sports bra,” she smiled, adding, “I hope you are less practical at home.”

I shrugged, “I am more a sweats and t-shirt kind of gal.”

Jessica dressed me like I was her living Barbie Doll and said, “Well, I hate to be critical sugar, but being married doesn’t mean you quit working hard on your relationship. If you don’t dress feminine and if you don’t feel sexy, then your man will quit trying to.”

“I suppose,” I whispered, as she buttoned up the slightly see through blouse on me.

“No, I suppose. I am not saying the swinger’s group is right for you, but even if it isn’t you need to do more work on your side to rekindle the fire in your marriage.”

Suddenly guilt overwhelmed me. I had been blaming Matt for our lackluster passion, but in just a few words of wisdom from a colleague I realized I was just as much to blame. I replied, “You are right, Jessica. I have gotten lazy.”

“It is easy to do,” she replied, supporting my realization, “But it is just as easy to fix.”

I joked, “I may need a whole new wardrobe.”

“Well one thing that always relaxes me is shopping for clothes,” she smiled, “let’s go, the malls are open for a couple of more hours.”

“Now?” I asked.

“No time like the present,” Jessica pointed out and added, “plus I need a new outfit for next weekend’s Halloween party.”

“Are they always themed?” I repeated, curiously.

“Yep, every party has a theme. Last month was a superhero theme to celebrate the opening of the Avengers movie and the month before was a BDSM party.”

“Oh,” I replied, too nervous to ask what a BDSM party was. We were heading to the parking lot before I asked, “So next is a Halloween party?”

“Yes, actually, it will be a perfect time to join as you can kind of create a slut persona and still hide behind a mask if you are nervous,” Jessica revealed as we reached her car. “We’ll take my car.”

The mall was only a few minutes’ drive, but enough time with traffic to allow her to tell me about how she joined this exclusive club.

“So first thing you should know is Eddie and I had been involved in a couple of threesomes before we became actual swingers. We had tried two guys and one girl and two girls and a guy, but we both had the fantasies of a foursome or moresomes. Anyways, as you know Eddie works for the city in economic development and at last Year’s Christmas party, not this past Christmas but the one before that, we were quite drunk and ended up in a free for all sexual extravaganza with two other couples at the office Christmas party.”

Jessica paused to look at me while at a red light. She could tell I was enthralled by her every word. She smiled, adding, “It was fucking amazing. It was my first double penetration and I became addicted.”

“You took it in the butt?” I asked, astonished.

“Fuck Acıbadem Escort yeah,” she replied like it was what everyone was doing, adding, “Don’t knock it till you try it.”

The light changed and she turned her eyes back to the road as she continued the story. “Anyway, once all the men were all spent I recall saying how I still wanted more, but none were capable of fulfilling my need. As we were leaving, one of the wives’ handed me a card and suggested I give her a call and the rest is history.”

“Wow,” I said, the whole story so unbelievable, yet clearly the truth.

“Wow, indeed,” she echoed as we arrived at the mall.

Silence lingered between us as we exited the car and made our way into the mall. I followed her into a store called Lace and Grace, a store I had walked past a trillion times, but never entered.

The first thing I noticed when I entered the store (because of its intimate products, it is a closed door shop) was a wall of toys. The only toy I had was a vibrator I had bought in college at a sex party and it really wasn’t big enough to properly satisfy me.

Jessica noticed my bug-eyed look and guessed. “Let me guess. You have one vibrator that you have had since before you were married.”

“Is it that obvious?”

“You scream sexually repressed, my dear,” she dead panned.

I winced at her accurate assessment, and trying to shed this image asked, “And what would you suggest my guru of pleasure.”

She smiled at me and said, “Be careful what you ask for, honey. I’d have you wearing a butt plug to work to prepare you for the party, if I had my way.”

“Oh my God,” I gasped at her frank response.

“That is exactly what you will be screaming over and over at the party,” she quipped, grabbing my hand and leading me to the wall of self-pleasure.

I remained silent to avoid digging a deeper hole than I was already in, as I stared at so many inconceivable sex toys I didn’t even know where to start.

Jessica teased, “We are not here for these, but clearly you are thinking of upgrading your meager toy collection.”

I again stammered, “No-I-um just can’t fathom the purpose for some of these toys.” I pointed to one that actually had a drill handle, “Like what is this one for.”

Jessica quipped without hesitation, “To literally drill you.”

“Apparently,” I replied.

Jessica reached for a smaller toy. She handed me the box and said, “This is a must have for any sexually needy woman.”

“A we-vibe?” I asked, looking at the rather small contraption.

“It may be small but it gives the best sensations,” Jessica smiled, “while one part teases your pussy the other pulses on your clit.”

“Wow,” I mindlessly replied thinking about how awesome that would potentially feel.

“Wow, indeed,” Jessica said, “plus with a pair of tight panties you can wear it while you are out and about.”

“I would never….”

“Never say never, sweetie,” Jessica recommended, reaching for a much bigger toy, “because if I have my way I will be using this on you next Saturday.”

She handed me a long dildo that had heads at both ends. At first I couldn’t fathom what it could be used for until Jessica explained, “It’s a double-ended dildo so we can fuck each other, pussy to pussy.”

My face must have been ruby red as she added, taking back the long toy, “Just kidding…probably.” She shrugged and dragged me to the bras and shocked me again when she cupped my breasts and asked, “34b?”

My facial expression a mixture of shock at being felt up and her very accurate appraisal, I nodded, “How did you know?”

She shrugged, “It’s a gift.”

She scanned the many different bras all of which were sexier than any I currently owned before grabbing three and ordering, “Go try these on.”

I took the bras tentatively and went into the small changing room. I put on a lacy white push-up bra that definitely enhanced my small breasts. It was like the breast fairy had waved her magic wand and given me the breasts I had always dreamed of having.

As I admired my new breasts, I was startled when Jessica walked in unannounced. “Nice. Isn’t it amazing what one tiny piece of lingerie can do for you?”

Although suddenly feeling vulnerable in only a bra, I feigned confidence. “It makes me look like I have breasts.”

“Nice, firm, appetizing breasts,” Jessica complimented.

“I suppose,” I replied, feeling awkward from the compliment.

“Turn around,” she instructed.

I did and felt her unhook the bra and toss it on the bench. She reached and grabbed a second bra and dressed me like I was again a full-sized Barbie doll.

Her hands on me was awkward, yet sensual, causing an undeniable stirring down below.

Once the light blue bra was on, she spun me around to face the mirror and said, “Cute, very cute.”

I looked in the mirror and had to agree; it was cute and somehow made me look younger.

I felt Jessica’s hands expertly unclasped the bra and felt her hot breathe on the back of my neck which caused more tingling down below and made my nipples go as stiff as diamonds.

Her hand never leaving my back, she reached and grabbed the third black bra and put it on me. I wondered if she saw my erect nipples and flushed face. Did she know the impact she was having on me?

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Jackie Ventures Out

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This is my wife Jackie’s third exhibitionist experience; beginning with the time she initially exposed herself in the garage, and after that, the park. Those experiences can be found in My Wife Jackie: In The Garage, and Jackie: Taking It Further. The stories are not numbered in chapters because, well, I never know what or when Jackie’s going to do.

My wife, Jackie, and I sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee the week following her exposure in the park.

Since then, our sex had been more than dynamite…I couldn’t stop picturing my incredible, hot, sexy, wife, standing totally naked against the car…her huge, bare tits swinging as she fingered herself to a squirting orgasm right out in public, in front of a complete stranger…not caring who might see her.

It made my cock swell like hot iron every time I thought about it.

As for Jackie, she said it had been the hottest experience of her life. She’d cum so incredibly hard, squirting her orgasm out all over the ground in front of her, as the young man stood a few feet from her, watching with his jaw against his chest.

She said that nothing in her life had ever turned her on more…it made her pussy gush just to think about it, and she had masturbated to it every day since.

Sipping my coffee across from her, I traced the swell of one massive breast peeking out of the top of her slightly opened robe with my eyes, feeling my cock rise. I knew her nipples were hardening.

“What’s next?” I smiled, half-jokingly over the rim of my cup.

Jackie’s mouth turned up into that wicked little smile that always manages to stop my heart for a second.

“I’ve been thinking…” she mused, playing lightly at the edge of her robe and cocking her head to look at me from beneath her bangs, “I wonder if I have the courage though…”

“Courage?” I said leaning forward…totally intrigued. “Courage for what babe?”

Her deep, hazel eyes were far away, watching something only she could see, as she twirled her index finger through a strand of dark hair, pulling it down to her shoulder with her thumb and forefinger.

“Let me show you,” she smiled, suddenly, releasing her hair and coming back to the present time.

Standing, the top of her robe fell open to the belt, exposing the insides of her large, luscious cleavage, and most of her breasts. My cock pressed against the front of my jeans.

As she went to the bedroom, I sat wondering what she had in store.

Jackie is pretty creative, especially when she’s passionate about something. And lately, it seemed that she’d been very passionate about showing her totally nude body, and even masturbating in public.

I wondered how fate could have smiled on me like that.

A moment later, she returned, standing in front of me in what could only be described as the tinniest, almost non-existent, micro-bikini I had ever seen. It made her wicked weasel look like a beach towel.

Not only was it tiny, but for all intents and purposes, the wispy thin, white material made it nearly transparent.

Two spaghetti-thin straps ran up her shoulders, and around her neck, attached to two strips of material in the front that barely covered her nipples, and left all of her pink aureole exposed. A single strip tied it in the back.

That was it.

As for the bottoms, they consisted of really nothing more than three strings…one around her waist, and one that ran down the front, before expanding into a tiny half-triangle that didn’t quite reach the outside edges of her sweet pussy lips, hugging them tightly into a swollen camel toe.

Her neatly trimmed pubic hair was plainly visible underneath it. One string in the back disappeared between her totally bare butt cheeks, covering nothing at all.

The bikini was indecent to say the least.

“if I wore this?” My wife’s sweet voice interrupted my reverie.

I looked up dumbly from my seat at her. My cock pounded and throbbed in my pants as I watched her breasts rise and fall.

“Huh?” I said, trying to come back to reality.

“I said,” Jackie began, smiling at my condition, “what if I wore this?”

I swallowed hard.

To say that she was actually “wearing” something was pushing it. But the thought of her actually going out in public like that had my hands trembling with excitement.

Jackie’s dollar-sized aureole were already swollen out from her breasts.

“Uh, okay,” I stuttered. What else should I have said? I couldn’t tear my eyes from my wife’s hot, horny body, much less the mental picture of her going out in public in such a lewd state of near nudity.

Giggling, she twirled a finger through her hair again, causing her mostly naked tits to shake slightly in front of me.

My cock hurt.

“Well…” she said, sliding into her sandals, “let’s go.”

Not one to argue with my sex-goddess wife when she’s set on a roll, I picked up one of my long sleeve, button-up shirts from the back of the living room chair and handed it to her.

She slid into it.

The hem of the shirt reached just below the swell of Erenköy Escort her sweet ass cheeks, but didn’t quite cover them completely.

She buttoned the front to just under her breasts, leaving most of her cleavage, and awesome tits bared to the world. It was evident that there was no way she could have closed the shirt over them anyway.

“Now you’re decent,” I joked.

She clearly wasn’t.

Nodding, she played along. “We’ll have to change that,” she winked naughtily at me. Instinctively, my cock jumped and I grabbed at it to adjust myself.

Jackie smiled again at the predicament she was causing.

With me walking beside my scantily clad wife, we made our way to the car in broad daylight…Jackie’s tits swaying heavily, threatening to burst free from the ridiculously tiny material that didn’t really contain them at all.

We set off for a destination that Jackie had in mind, but that I was as of yet not privy to.

A few miles later, she pointed to the local home improvement center.

“There,” she said, smiling that wicked smile again that drives me crazy.

Pulling into the parking lot, I observed that it wasn’t too full.

It was a weekday, and I figured that the store would be populated mostly by construction contractors and the like. In other words, there was a good chance that Jackie would be seen by more than a few men.

Stopping the engine, I turned to my wife.

She seemed excited, yet somehow apprehensive as well.

“You okay?” I asked, concerned.

Placing my hand gently on her warm thigh, I said, “You don’t have to do this babe,” offering her the chance to turn back. “I don’t want you to do anything that you’re not really comfortable with sweetheart.”

Jackie took my hand.

“No,” she said, smiling, “ever since the park, I’ve been fantasizing about this. I want to do it. I want to…expose myself. It’s just that…the reality of what I’m about to do is exciting…but kind of scary too…before, it was kind of a spontaneous thing, I hadn’t actually planned it out. I just let it happen…”

I nodded…listening.

“But after being naked and masturbating myself in the parking lot of the park in front of a stranger, I should be able to do anything.”

She paused a moment.

“Right?” she asked, finally.

I saw her nipples harden into stiff points under the micro-top.

“Well babe,” I said, trying to reassure her, “it’s totally up to you…but know that I am by your side and always will be whether you decide to continue these adventures or not. The main thing is for you to have fun and enjoy living out your fantasies…even if you choose for them to remain fantasies…and I’ll never push you past any line you don’t want to cross.”

She smiled, hopefully, at me…looking somewhat like a little girl in need of reassurance. My heart melted.

“You don’t think I’m…you know, weird or crazy, do you?”

I chuckled gently.

“No babe, not at all…the truth is that I think you are the hottest damn woman I’ve ever met, and I admire your courage and bravery. So many people long to live out their fantasies, but never do, because they’re afraid. Seeing you do this makes me hot as hell. Especially, when other men see you…I’m totally in awe of you babe…and consider myself lucky to be included in your fantasies…but more than that, I’m privileged to be your husband. I’ve always felt that way. I support whatever you choose, babe.”

Jackie squeezed my hand hard. Her eyes were on fire. She was horny.

“Let’s do this!” she said, excited, opening the car door.

The walk through the parking lot was uneventful.

There were a few people, mostly working guys, heading to their cars and trucks with carts of materials and such. But most of them were too far away, and too busy in their own worlds to notice the beautiful, nearly naked woman walking beside me.

Looking down at Jackie’s bare legs and butt cheeks playing peek-a-boo from under the hem of my shirt, I realized that from a distance, it would be quite conceivable that she would appear to be bottomless.

From the front of course…it was sheer lewdness.

Her giant boobs jiggled and swayed with her walking, hanging out from the shirt. Her thinly covered nipples and exposed aureole were swollen and hard with excitement.

My cock swelled, jamming into the front of my jeans.

“How does it feel babe?” I asked, leaning into her.

“Oh god,” she said, nearly breathless, squeezing my hand hard again. “I’m so turned on…”

The first test came as we entered the door. A youngish female employee dressed in an orange apron breezed past with an armful of garden supplies, intent on her mission. As she passed, a few feet from us, she did a double-take at Jackie…stopping in her tracks.

“Hello,” Jackie said…squeezing my hand.

The girl stood motionless for a moment, obviously processing Jackie’s state of undress. Her eyes widened, dropping to my wife’s huge, nearly-exposed breasts, swinging free from the shirt.

“Uhm…hi,” Acıbadem Escort she said quickly, taking in Jackie’s bared thighs, before darting off quickly in the direction she was headed.

Reaching behind her, I gently rubbed my wife’s ass cheeks under the shirt.

Jackie’s nipples were hard nubs, jutting straight out, straining the thin material of her micro-top…her aureole was swollen red. I noticed her breasts rising and falling with her breathing.

She was becoming more excited by the moment.

She spun her head, trying to see everywhere at once.

“I’m so wet…” she whispered, as I squeezed first one bare butt cheek, then the other.

“Did you see her reaction?” I whispered back, running my fingers lightly between her butt-cheeks as a middle-aged man passed us, turning his head to stare at Jackie.

“Oh my god, I know…she was in total shock…” my wife breathed low and heavy.

Taking my hand again, we stepped forward, heading down the nearest aisle.

All around us, the sights and sounds of a normal business day in the home improvement center whirred as Jackie sauntered down the plumbing aisle. Her butt cheeks disappeared and reappeared from beneath the hem of my shirt…teasing my cock into a full state of hard, painful erection.

Suddenly, two men appeared from around the end of the aisle, some distance from us.

Jackie squeezed my hand and walked on, smiling as we neared them.

The men, dressed in jeans and works shirts, stopped what they were doing and goggled in shock and disbelief at my wife.

“Hello gentlemen,” she said teasingly as we passed.

“Hi,” the younger one managed…barely.

The other one just stared on, unblinking. Neither could tear their eyes from Jackie’s heavy, swaying breasts as she passed within a foot of them.

Finally, the older man looked at me as we passed as if for confirmation of what he was seeing. I simply smiled, and nodded in greeting. Once they were behind us, I stole a backwards glance to see them both still staring gape-mouthed at Jackie’s bare ass cheeks under the shirt.

“Jeezus-fuck…” my wife whispered, “I almost came on myself…”

Leaning in, I tongued her ear teasingly.

She moaned.

I quickly tweaked a nipple. Her upper chest was flushed pink.

Upping the ante a bit, I reached over and flicked open two buttons on the front of the shirt, exposing her upper mid-section.

“Oh god…” she breathed in response, looking down at herself, watching her own tits move as she walked.

“Are you stripping me? Right here in the store?” she said, staring straight ahead.

“Not a bad idea, huh?” I joked beside her…before releasing her hand to rub and squeeze her butt-cheeks again as we went.

I could see that my wife was seriously struggling now…and I wondered how long it would be until she lost total control.

I opened one more button.

Jackie’s front side was now exposed to just above her belly button as we reached the end of the aisle, and entered the kitchen sales area.

A kindly, older gentleman spotted us from behind the center counter and smiled.

“Can I help you folks?” he asked warmly, eyeing Jackie hungrily.

“Well,” I said, pretending, “actually, we’re looking for a dishwasher.”

The man gobbled Jackie’s body with his stare.

I felt her shiver slightly.

He took us over to the dishwashers and pointed out a few models that we might be interested in, never taking his eyes of Jackie’s exposed aureole and hardened nipples which stretched the thin material that barely covered them.

At the second dishwasher, Jackie opened the door and bent over to look inside, causing the shirt to ride up to her waist.

Protected only by the single string that disappeared between her cheeks, her totally bare ass was on full display to the entire store.

The man literally gasped as he watched, standing behind her.

As Jackie pretended to look inside of the dishwasher, she wiggled her rear slightly, causing her bare butt cheeks to jiggle a bit, teasing the man.

I noticed a tent in the front of his pants as he wiped at his brow, visibly flustered.

My own cock throbbed in my pants.

Finally, Jackie stood up and closed the door.

“Tell me more about this one,” she said, smiling at the man.

As he struggled to remain professional, Jackie leaned on top of the machine, crossing her arms in front of her, resting her tits on them.

The man’s eye nearly flew from his sockets as she pushed her bare cleavage up and out towards him, threatening to completely expose her nipples.

While I had seen her masturbate, totally naked in front of a stranger…this was somewhat different. The stranger had stumbled on Jackie, taking her by surprise.

This time, she was intentionally teasing the hell out of this guy with her practically naked body, and I discovered that it turned me on to the point that I found it difficult to breathe.

Jackie’s eyes were on fire, as she causally pretended to listen, pushing her Göztepe Escort tits farther and farther out towards the man…purposely teasing him harder than should be allowed.

Finally, as he continued, she reached under herself, and opened the last two buttons on the shirt. As she straightened to stand, the front of it fell open to her sides, revealing her entire front-side to the man.

Jackie was breathing harder now. Her tits rose and fell faster, and she was wet…causing the tiny strip of material covering her crotch to become nearly transparent. Her swollen cunt lips and pubic hair were plainly visible.

The man immediately dropped his gaze greedily between her legs, and stumbled over his tongue.

“God, it’s warm in here…” she pretended to complain, fanning at herself.

“Babe, do you mind holding my shirt?” she asked sweetly at me. I was as stunned as the older man and nodded.

Pulling it down slowly, revealing her bare shoulders, my wife handed it to me. I took it with slightly shaking hands.

She now stood in front of us, in the store, wearing only the micro-bikini. Her aureole and ass were fully exposed, and her dripping pussy was all but plainly visible to the man. You might as well say that she was naked.

As I watched, Jackie’s wetness began to reach her inner thighs. The scent of her excitement filled the air around us.

The sexual tension was thick enough to taste.

The man had long since stopped talking and his cock strained hard in an obvious lump at the front of his pants.

We stood for a moment, in silence, before he tried once more to compose himself.

I admired him for that.

Taking my wife by the hand, I thanked him, telling him that we would back when we were ready to purchase.

Dumbfounded, he watched Jackie’s backside as we headed back down the aisle from which we came.

Jackie’s legs were slightly unsteady as I guided her down the aisle and she leaned into me for support.

Reaching down, I gently pushed at the string around her waist, making her bottoms ride down slightly as she walked.

“Oh god, babe,” she whispered, leaning into me, “make me naked…right here…”

As we walked through the thankfully empty aisle, her bottoms rode further down, exposing the top of her dripping snatch to the store. Up ahead, the checkout counters buzzed, oblivious to the fact that at any moment, they were going to fall off and bare her steaming cunt to anyone who happened to look our way.

By the time we reached mid-way, they were around her knees. It was now or never.

“Are you ready for this babe?” I asked, with a kiss on the cheek.

My wife just moaned, pulling lightly at her left nipple.

Stopping, I bent in front of her and pulled her bottoms to her ankles. Jackie held on to my shoulders as she stepped out of them.

My beautiful wife was now stood bottomless in the store just as a young couple appeared at the other end of the aisle.

Standing behind me, Jackie was still shielded from their view. She moaned again, low, in my ear.

Stuffing her bottoms in my pocket, I leaned into her.

“You okay?” I whispered.

“Oh god…I can’t breathe,” she said. “They’re gonna see me…”

Jackie’s nipples pressed into my chest. Stepping back, I saw that her inner thighs were soaked, and slickened with her juices.

Taking her hand again, we continued in the direction of the couple. There was nowhere to hide.

The woman was the first to spot Jackie. Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. Jerking her husband by the arm, he spun and stood in equal shock at the sight of the bottomless woman in the aisle.

Jackie squeezed my hand hard, looking straight ahead. She never flinched.

“Oh my god…” the woman managed, finally, incredulous.

“What are you doing?”

Stopping in front of them, I smiled.

“She’s living out a fantasy,” I said simply.

The man’s eyes bulged from their sockets at Jackie’s nakedness.

“Right here in the store?” the woman asked in disbelief.

“God that’s hot,” the man said, finding his voice.

“I love being naked in public…” Jackie said, smiling, albeit a bit unsteady, squeezing my hand hard. Her legs trembled, and her nipples were like darts.

“Holy fuck…” the man said, his voice catching in his throat.

Reaching behind my wife, I gently squeezed her bare ass cheeks, kneading them softly again, right in front of the couple.

Jackie struggled to keep what was left of her composure…breathing rapidly. Her big tits heaved and lolled as they watched, stunned by what they were seeing.

Unable to help herself, Jackie snaked a hand slowly down her bare belly towards the wet area between her thighs, as the couple watched in silence…following it with their eyes.

Closing her own eyes, Jackie rubbed herself lightly, playing over her mound with her fingers.

The woman’s nipples stiffened visibly through her shirt as she watched.

“That’s so fucking insane…” the man whispered, finally, taking his wife’s hand.

As we stood in front of each other in the aisle, Jackie fingered herself gently, teasing the top of her mound while we watched. Her thighs were soaked and shiny with excitement. Her nipples were hard and swollen, jutting out at the couple through the useless micro top.

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Angela was 18 years old; a gorgeous brunette with long legs and a firm well proportioned body with great breasts. The beautiful young woman had seductive green eyes and a smile that could light up a room. In addition to being a straight A student she was very popular and enjoyed a full social life.

Being a warm summer day, like most teenagers Angela headed to the beach. She wore a simple blue bikini, a white t-shirt, a thin cotton wrap around thin cotton skirt and sandals. She meet a few of the guy’s from school and hung out at the beach for a while.

It was starting to get late in the afternoon and everyone started thinking of going home, George had got to the beach with the guys but decided to ask Angela for a lift home as it was less out of her way then for his mate David. Angela agreed, as she would always do.

George wasn’t the best looking guy a bit over weight but he wasn’t ugly and he was a bit rough around the edges sometimes but a nice guy that Angela and everyone liked despite the fact he was always there but somehow apart from the group.

This was something many girls found interesting most guys found annoying but usually you wouldn’t realise he was their till he wasn’t. George was a great listener and very observant many of his friends confided in him and trusted him especially when they were drunk because no matter how pissed everyone got and George being a big drinker himself, when you were with George they always got home.

Another strange thing about George was even though there was interest in him he was like reality TV were you never admit you’re a fan but you are.

They said goodbye to the guys who drove off yahooing. Angela’s car was just around the corner so they walked over to it talking all the while. Angela’s and her long time boyfriend, her first love had separated about six months earlier but remained good friends. Angela told George that she was glad it was over as she could play the field and see what guys were out there before she could settle down but made sure George knew she didn’t mean sleeping around just meet new guys and make more friends.

When they reached the car Angela said she had to change out of her wet things before they left and asked George too before he sat in her parent’s new car. George obliged by wrapping his beach towel around him and getting his wet shorts off he shoved them in his bag. He had nothing to change into but the towel did escort a good enough job.

Angela came around to George’s side of the car, as there was less chance of being seen by some smart arse. She was only in her bikini since they were on the beach so she too wrapped her beach towel around her and first removed her Bikini bottoms. Then tried to remove the top as she did it loosed the towel and it almost fell off exposing her but she awkwardly managed to keep her modesty intact then she pulled on her t-shirt. Angela suddenly realised all she had to change in to was her thin cotton wrap around skirt that was almost see through and to put it on she would have to remove her towel. George suggested she just wear the towel around her waist the same as him. She too thought this the best plan so she straightened herself out and got into the car throwing her things in the trunk on her way.

On the way home Angela asked George if he would come with her up this dirt track to lookout and get a photo of the cities skyline for a school assignment. She had planned to go up on her way home but was a little tentative to go up there alone especially now she was half-naked. George agreed it was the least he could do after all she was driving him home.

They had to park the car about a 2 minute walk from the lookout on the way they spotted a man and a woman who appeared to be pushbike riders at a clearing just off the track the strange thing about this was both appeared naked.

Angela and George hid from view to see what was happening they carefully watched as the couple began to screw doggy fashion it wasn’t anything special nor did it last very long but it had Angela and George intrigued. Not wanting to cause embarrassment they remained hidden till the couple dressed and left down another track leading away from the car.

They then continued to the lookout unable to talk about what they had witnessed but both turned on from being voyeurs. To get the photo Angela had to climb the little marker on the top of the lookout.

As the stunning brunette climbed down trying to maintain her modesty her towel got caught and as she made the final little jump to the ground it was torn from around her exposing her neatly trimmed pussy to George’s gaze. She stood still stunned at her predicament. Then quickly Angela turned around to grab the towel back to cover herself.

She yanked so hard that when the towel bursa eve gelen escort came loose she was flung backward towards the edge the towel flew through the air as she tried to save herself. However, Angela managed to just avoid falling over the edge of the cliff at the side of the lookout but not the towel that magically floated down to the valley floor.

Angela finally after some thought decided the hell with it she didn’t care and walked back to the car.

When they got back their she then said “Well I think it only fair that you’ve seen what I’ve got I should see what you’ve got.”

George agreed on one condition that she would also have to remove her t-shirt so he could see her breasts. Angela made it clear she didn’t like the condition but what does it matter anyway she was already beyond embarrassment.

So Angela removed her t-shirt and was soon followed by George removing his towel to show his healthy endowment. Angela couldn’t believe it George had a big dick and it looked really good as far as cocks go.

“Now what?” George asks, wondering how did he manage to end up alone with his erect cock hanging in the breeze before the most beautiful girl in school who was also exposed in all her naked glory.

“Have you ever had a one-night stand?” Angela replied with a perplexing question of her own.

Georges honest response was, “Yes about 18 months ago that’s how I lost my virginity. Haven’t you heard the guys tease me about it.”

“Oh, well how many girls have you had then?” Angela asked surprised by the first answer as she had thought the stories were just bull shit.

“Just the one, I don’t try to get girls in bed very often because I don’t want to ruin my average.” George answered trying to lighten up the increasing tension of the moment.

“I think I can improve that average now if you want to?” Angela propositioned, not believing what she had just said.

“I’m up for it if you’re sure?” George answered.

“I can see that…” Angela paused; ” I’m ready last chance.”

“OK” George said excited that he was about to lay the hottest girls in town.

Angela walked up to the nervous young man removing his shirt and then began making out slowly they sunk to the ground. Were they begun to feel each other’s body exploring. Soon the fondling began more serious and was joined by licking and sucking bursa görükle escort as their passionate kiss broke. George had seen plenty of porn movies and learned a few cunnilingus techniques that sent Angela wild as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. Although, his favourite bits were her perfect breasts not to big not too small.

Angela also enjoyed his oral manipulations of her body. She then continued by returning the favour her mouth struggled to engulf his massive member but she did it and to George it felt magic. Angela also sucked on his nuts and licked his anus which got his so close to the edge he thought he was going to loose it.

After a short moment to get it right they got comfortable and Angela straddled George impaling herself onto his throbbing muscle. Slowly she inched him in it was a tight squeeze which only serve to intensify each others experiences eventually she took him all in and began fucking him as he reciprocated at first a rhythm was hard to find but they found it.

Again just as George was about cum Angela stopped and changed positions this time to doggy style George had to do more work this time as he steadily pumped his cock into her juicy velvet pussy. Angela’s virginal muscles squeezed and pulled his cock finally bringing his orgasm which exploded spurt after spurt deep into her gorgeous pussy.

Under Angela’s instructions he didn’t pull out but held his semi erect penis in her hot hole. She showed great flexibility to twist on his cock so that they now lay in the missionary position. Were they began making out soon thanks to Angela’s pussy muscle George again grew hard ready for another round they slowly began to fuck again this time gentler and slower it took much longer this time but was much more rewarding to both before George was ready to cum. This time Angela wanted to taste him and asked him to cum all over her face. As that familiar tingle began again George withdrew cumming on the outside of her pussy with the first spurt, the second on her stomach, the third covered those magnificent breasts, the third landed in her open mouth which she swallowed and the last covered her face. It was the most sexual sight he had ever seen as she breathed deeply covered in cum and perspiration.

They realised that the sun was going down and they should head home before they were missed so they cleaned themselves under a tap dried and dressed this time putting their swimming clothes back on as they had now dried. Angela dropped George home before heading home both promising this would not change anything between them. Although neither looked at each other the same again they never again got together nor did their friend ever find out about that afternoon of passion.

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I couldn’t see a thing. I knew I was on my back, laying on a soft surface, my neck and head perfectly comfortable. My mouth was covered by another mouth. Its tongue pushed gently against mine and made love to my lips and gums. I sucked and couldn’t get enough of the tongue. Then while the tongue kept licking and the lips and teeth kept sucking and biting my lips and chin and cheeks and neck, I felt a mouth cover the middle and index fingers of my left hand, then my right hand was suckled in the same manner. The feeling of these three strange mouths on my mouth and hands pulsed a shock of sexual energy into the pit of my stomach and through my testicles and penis. I felt a thick flow of precum running down my scrotum, tickling my pubes. What seemed like six or even ten hands were gently caressing my body. They rubbed my chest and softly pinched and scratched my nipples.

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I imagined ten or more hot sluts crouched over me, their breasts hanging over me, their backs arched pushing bursa üniversiteli escort their asses out to be fucked. My lower back was supported by a cushion, which raised my ass off the bed, or what ever I was lying on. I felt tongues licking my balls, my cock, and my ass and hands squeezing and kneading my ass cheeks, thighs and cock. Two or as many as five tongues and mouths were stroking and sucking the shaft of my cock but they were neglecting the head. Fingernails were parting my hair and scratching my scalp while pussies covered my fingers and mouth and mouths and hands engulfed the rest of me. Every hair on my body was raised and waves of tingling sexual anticipation overtook my senses.

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“Fuck him. He was an asshole anyway,” Kristen said in an annoyed tone while referring to my now ex boyfriend Jordan.

“Yeah but he was my asshole,” I answer in a pout. “Not to mention the asshole dumped me so I don’t even get to save face.”

“That is exactly why tonight is what the doctor ordered. We’re young and free let’s go get in some trouble,” Kristen said as she grabbed my hand and pulled my inside the club.

She was right. A night of reckless abandon was what I needed. I prepared my mind for a clearing out…mind altering substances and a little trouble would make my problems go away…for now at least. I knew there was a reason I called her. As we walked through the club we spotted our friends sitting at a booth in the back corner. Kristen had called them earlier from my house to organize my “breaking up” party as she called it.

“Whoa, look how hot someone got without her douche bag boyfriend attached,” Joe said when I reached the table.

“She’s gonna have to beat the guys off with a stick tonight.” Robyn chimed in.

“Way more fuckable now. I know I’d do her,” Dan said with a smirk.

I just shook my head and sat down at the booth. My own personal kiss ass team.

“Thanks guys,” I said smiling at them. My friends had the same sarcastic cocky sense of humor I did. They knew I needed to joke about this rather than talk it out if I wanted to feel better. Just then a waitress appeared with 5 drinks.

“I ordered us speed chasers,” Joe said.

“Oh shit. I’m waking up in someone else’s bed tomorrow,” Robyn said as she took her drink.

“Mine,” Dan said as he slid closer to her in the booth and put his arm around her shoulder.

“There’s not enough alcohol in Philly for that to happen,” Robyn responded as she pushed his arm away.

We all laughed. There’s no way we’d know but I thought we invented speed chasers, or at least we didn’t know what they’re really called if someone already did. They were a mixture of Mt. Dew, Monster and Vodka. After a couple of these you were bouncing off the fucking walls with out a care in the world. I already had a rather free spirit when I drank, these only brought on an extra level of hyper to that.

“I brought party favors,” Dan said with a grin as he dumped a small pile of pills on the table in front of him.

“No way. I’m not doing ecstasy on top of chasers,” I protest as the rest of the group grab a pill.

“Why not?” Joe asked as he swallowed his.

“Cuz you know how I get when I’m drunk and you know how I am on ex. I aint mixing them,” I defend.

“Ah c’mon you’re not that bad on either,” Kristen said.

“I’d be an overly hyper touchy feely whore with out the word no in her vocabulary,” I returned.

“I think I’d be in love,” Dan teased.

“Ah fuck it,” I said and downed the hit with my drink.

After another speed chaser and a second hit of ecstasy I was really starting to feel escort bayan the effects of what was in my system.

“Oh. My. God. They have paint booths. We so need to glow in the dark,” I squeaked at Kristen when walked out of the bathroom.

“You are all kinds of fun tonight girl. Let’s do it,” Kristen said as we went over to the booth. The booth was about the size of a bathroom stall and it shot out all different colors of neon paint. It was like getting a spray tan only the color wasn’t even.The paint sprayed out leaving droplets everywhere. When we were satisfied we were completely covered head to toe we walked out of the booth.

“You look hot. Let me get a picture. You gotta Face Book this shit,” Kristen said as she looked me over.

I was wearing what was once a white wife beater and a light faded denim mini skirt. She took the picture and showed it to me.

“No way that’s getting posted. I look like a Jackson Pollock rip off,” I argue.

“You look cool as hell. This is rave night ya know. Most people look like you,” Kristen reasoned.

“I think you look pretty sexy,” I heard a deep husky voice say into my ear from behind me.

“Well who the f….” I start to say as I turn around to see who is butting into our conversation. I froze mid sentence as I looked up at the most gorgeous man I had ever laid eyes on. He was just over 6 ft with a nice solid build. His features were almost too perfect. He had the most amazing green eyes, a strong bone structure and the fullest sexiest lips that I wanted to latch mine to and never separate. He was wearing a fitted dark and light brown plaid shirt he had rolled up to his elbows and a pair of tight medium blue distressed jeans.

“…uck asked you?” I manage to finish. “I mean uh thanks. Sorry. I didn’t mean to be a bitch. I’m the dumped drunk chick tonight.”

He gave me an adorable smirk. He clearly had this effect on women before and was a little cocky about it. I found it sexy. Jesus Christ. Why the fuck did I just tell him that? I’m too drunk to keep my dumb shit to myself and not drunk enough to not care I’m making an asshole out of myself.

“Don’t tell me some looser ruined it for the rest of us,” he returned with a smile.

His smile was as perfect as the rest of him. He had beautiful white teeth and the smile lit up his amazing eyes giving them a nice sparkle. That was such a lame pick up line. I wondered if he was always this bad. Not that any girl would hold it against him. All he had to do was stand there. He was so handsome it actually hurt to look at him.

“Well as big an asshole as he was I’m not giving up an all men just yet,” I answered with a smile.

“Glad to hear it,” he said with a grin. This time less beautiful and more flirtatious and sexual. The eye fucking he gave me only reaffirmed my thoughts.

“So where’s your paint?” I ask as I ran my hand down his chest while returning bursa vip escort an intense stare. His chest felt so firm and warm under my hand I didn’t want to pull away from him. The ecstasy was so not helping with my struggle not to touch him.

“I was hoping the neon that ended up on my clothes would be through more contact,” he answered as he ran his fingers down my cheek after tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “Do you wanna dance?”

I nod my head in acceptance and he took my hand leading me to the dance floor. As I walked away I turned to Kristen and she mouthed “Oh my god” and I mouthed I know. We made it on the floor and started moving along to the music.

“So what’s your name sweetheart?” He asked into my ear,his breath was warm on my neck as he pressed his chest into mine. Despite the heat of the club it sent a shiver through my body when we touched. The pills were in full effect now. Everything was more intense.

“Peyton,” I answer.

“Peyton. I like that, it’s sexy. I’m Dean,” he said as he ran his hand down my arm.

“Well what would you have said if my name was Martha or something?” I ask teasingly trying to focus on anything but the fact he was touching me.

“I would have kept my mouth shut,” he answered with that same smirk from earlier.

He moved in closer to me. Our bodies kept brushing against each other as we danced. He had one hand running up and down my back and the other rested on my right hip. I pressed both of my hands to his chest and slid them down his body stopping at his belt. I put my fingers in his belt loops and pulled him to me.

“You feel really good,” I say as I press my body to his.

“I’d like to feel more of you,” he returned as he wrapped an arm around my waist keeping me pressed against him and cupped his other hand to my cheek. Then he leaned down and kissed me. His lips fully took over mine and he teased his tongue along my bottom lip before pushing it into my mouth. He kissed me long and deep. When it was over I wanted more but I needed to breathe. I felt like all the air had escaped my head and I needed oxygen. He tasted as great as he looked. I licked my lips, it was just as if I’d sucked on a cherry jolly rancher.

“You wanna go get some air?” He asked after a minute.

I shook my head in agreement and he lead me out of the club. We walked through the parking lot, Dean stopped at a black 67 Chevy Impala and opened the back passenger door. Of course someone like him would have an awesome car.

“This is a fucking sweet car,” I say as Dean slides in next to me and shuts the door.

“Thanks. She’s my baby,” he said proudly. He looked over at me, his green eyes burning into mine. He moved closer to me, our bodies now touching he put his hand on my thigh and ran it up to the edge of my skirt and his other hand went to my face as he leaned in for another kiss. This one bursa elit escort was longer and more urgent. I gripped his muscular bicep with one hand and rut the other behind his neck. His hand moved farther up my leg under my skirt, his fingers grazing over the thin material of my panties. I suck in my breath and bring my hand from his arm to his chest slipping my hand between buttons and undoing them. I ran my hand over his solid muscular chest as his free hand went under my shirt and up my back. My entire body felt like it was on fire, I wanted him so badly.

After a few minutes I pulled away from the kiss and took off my top. Dean guided me down on the seat and positioned himself over top of me. My hands returned to his bare chest and he took off his shirt then began kissing me from my neck down to my breast. He was pressed against my thigh and I could feel how hard he was. My hands moved down his chest and undid his jeans as he worked my panties off and pushed my skirt up.

The feeling of him pushing inside of me sent a surge of energy through my body. It was as if I had been electrocuted and current was effecting all parts of me. Dean developed a slow steady rhythm, his thick hard throbbing cock traveling deep into me. I took him fully. It felt so right. A perfect fit as if it should have always been there and should never leave. My muscles contracted and my grip on him tightened as if I was staking claim. I own this dick now, you can’t have it back.

“Fuck sweetheart you’re so tight. How hard ya gonna make me cum?” He groaned and shifted position slightly finding just the right angle to rub against my swollen clit.

“Oh god,” I gasp as I dig my fingers into his back.

He quickened his pace moving inside me more urgently. I felt like I’d explode at any second then I did, followed shortly by him. We both laid there catching our breath. I felt his warm sweaty body pressed against mine, his heart beating fast against my chest. I felt my own heart beating fast and my breathing more rapid. Between the lingering effects of the pills and the aftermath of the most best orgasm I’d ever had I felt like I was floating. We both sat up and fixed our clothes.

“That shit was intense,” Dean said with a grin.

“I’d say so.” I breathed my head still spinning slightly.

“You’re a little fire cracker you know that,” he said with a semi surprised look.

“Oh really?” I ask.

“Yea you seemed all sweet and shy when I first talked to ya then you kinda surprised me when you made a move on the dance floor,” he answered.

“I-I’m kinda drunk…I’m usually not that…” I start, embarrassed before he interrupts.

“It’s ok. I liked it. Nice and sweet with a little side of freak..it’s hot,” he smirked as he leaned in to kiss me.

“I think I have to give you a lot of the credit for the side of freak. You seem to spark something in me,” I say as he moves away.

“Oh yea? We’ll have to do this again and see what we can ignite,” he said while brushing my cheek with his fingers.

Again, a cheesy pick up line but I wasn’t about to turn down an offer of more sex from this walking orgasm sitting next to me.

“Yes we will,” I respond eyeing him all ready for round two.

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This is a progressive story about a young man’s introduction to the female body and sex. If you are looking for a quick jerk and a lot of heavy sex, you won’t find it here. This segment has more of a flavor of Exhibitionist and Voyeur, but I wanted to insert it in the First Time category as I believe it is a better fit for the continuation. Enjoy! Comments are welcome and appreciated.

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My parents had a weird sense of humor! My name is Justin, and my twin sister is Rosemary. The last name? Thyme. I guess I should be grateful. They could have named me Sage or Parsley. Needless to say, those names were an albatross about our necks the whole time we were growing up. They didn’t keep us from having friends, but the constant teasing grew old a long time ago.

I’m nothing special, just your run of the mill high school senior nerd/tech geek, slight of stature and build. I ran cross-country and the two mile in track, but otherwise was not in to sports all that much. Rosemary on the other hand was into volleyball and soccer, having played soccer since she was 5 years old. I started playing then, too, but I got bored with it early on. I was much more interested in taking things apart to see why they worked, which had disastrous consequences when I took apart our brand new projection TV, back when they were the new thing on the market.

Fortunately, the TV repair guy was able to put it back together. I hadn’t broken anything. In fact, I had laid the pieces out so neatly it was easy for him. He let me watch what he was doing with the absolute promise I would never take apart anything else in the house. He saved my life when he told my father how neatly I had done everything, and promised to bring by some electronics that had been deemed unrepairable or unworthy of repair so I could tinker on them. I think I was eight at the time.

When I was twelve I started riding my bike over to his shop and he let me “work” with him on repairing things, and taught me how to read a schematic and to use electrical meters and other tools. By the time I was fifteen I could work on about anything, and had a room full of gadgets and an awesome sound system; All of which I had either rebuilt, or in some cases built up from scratch for myself.

I started building out sets for friends and selling them, which made me some nice pocket change, and a name for myself. Plus, I started working at Jim’s Electronics as soon as I was legal at 16. Our school had a great Industrial Arts program, with a variety of course tracks we could follow.

Woodworking and Architectural Drafting didn’t interest me, and the Electronics/Electrical classes were all very elementary to me, but I took them anyway, just because Dave Hulvey, the teacher was a cool guy, and he had a cute daughter. Mr. Hulvey knew his class was not going to teach me anything, so he allowed me to use the equipment and design and build my own computer as a class project, provided also helped mentor some of the other kids in the class. I pulled an A in the class with no problems, and came out with what at the time was a better computer than you could buy off the shelf. Some of the things I had in there didn’t come out on the market for two years.

What really made me the hero as far as Janelle, Mr. Hulvey’s daughter was concerned was when I rescued the Junior Class Play. On Thursday evening, right after school, during dress rehearsal the sound system blew, and there was no way to call someone in to work on it. Actually, the system was older than Methusaluh’s housecat, and should have been given a good Christian burial a long time ago. It used TUBES for goodness sake! I was in the electronics room tinkering on my computer when Janelle came running in looking for her father.

“Where’s Daddy, Justin?”

“He left early. Said he was taking your mother out tonight to celebrate their anniversary.”

“Oh, no. I forgot! Now, what do we do?” She sat down in her dad’s chair and held her face in her hands and started crying.

“Hey, now. What’s the problem?”

“The sound system in the auditorium died. We can’t go on with the dress rehearsal without sound, and we really need the rehearsal.”

“Want me to take a look?”

“Can you do anything with it? Would you be allowed?”

I smirked. “With that old thing? I don’t know, but I can take a look.”

Janelle slumped her shoulders as she stood up. “I guess it can’t hurt. You can’t break it any worse than it already is.” Slowly she walked out of the room as I gathered a few tools and followed a few seconds later. Walking behind her was never a chore anyway! I loved watching her ass move as she walked. She was so dejected I don’t even think she was aware I was following, otherwise I would have been busted.

When I arrived in the sound booth/projection room of the auditorium Mrs. Sylvester was flipping switches and pushing buttons vainly trying to get some life out of the box somehow. “Hi, Mrs. Sylvester. Mind if I take a look at it for you?”

“Do you know anything about these?”

“Not much about one that old. Mostly I deal with electronics, but it can’t bursa escort bayan be too hard to figure out the problem. If it is just a tube it will be no problem, if we have one around.” When she stepped out of the way I knelt down on the floor and pulled the cabinet out to where I could get a good look at it. I already knew it wasn’t a tube. The smell of burnt wiring was strong in the room. “Janelle, why don’t you find a way to prop that door open? Breathing these fumes can’t be good for us.”

Janelle propped open the door as I opened the access panel. “You know, this system is older than I am! I’m amazed it still worked.” I took one look at the charred wiring inside the box and closed the panel back up. “I’m sorry, but this system is dead. The capacitor overheated and caught fire, burning the wiring out. I’m surprised it didn’t set off the alarm and sprinklers!”

Janelle slumped to the floor and started crying. She had finally won the lead role, and was devastated by the news. Without the sound system there was no way to go on with the dress rehearsal, and it was doubtful they could find another system and get it installed in time for the first performance Friday night. I started looking around at the sound board and what they had available and jotted down some notes on the back of a program the sound operator was using.

“If I can get a ride to my house I can get you back up and running for rehearsal tonight, and I can have a better system in place for you to use tomorrow night. Tonight will be rather jury-rigged, but it will let you rehearse.”

Janelle jumped up from the floor and threw her arms around me. “Really, can you do that?”

“I’ll need about an hour before I can have you going tonight, and then I’ll need to work on it afterwards and during the day tomorrow. Can you get me out of classes, Mrs. Sylvester?”

“If you can get us operating classes will be no problem!”

“I’ll drive you home, if that’s OK, Mrs. Sylvester?” At her nod Janelle and I hurried out to her car, and she drove me home. I sat there basically tongue-tied, riding all alone with my crush, who I don’t think even knew I existed before now. When we arrived I asked her if she would please come in with me and help me gather what was needed and to carry it out. I should have asked a couple of the guys to come along but I’m really glad I didn’t. They would have been a help, but they also would have been in the way. Not that I was going to do anything. I was much too shy to try.

When we walked into my bedroom Janelle’s eyes bugged out. “Whoa! Where did you get all this stuff? You’ve got more electronics than some stores!” She looked at me suspiciously at first.

“Most of it I have either rebuilt, or some of it I built from scratch. You like?”

She walked around looking, especially at my stereo set up. “What is all this stuff, anyway?”

“Well, there is a pre-amp, an amplifier, an equalizer, a receiver, turn-table, tape deck, an old eight-track I kept just for fun, a five disk CD player, a mixer, a couple of older game systems, a VCR, and a DVD player. The pre-amp, amplifier, and the mixer I built myself because I didn’t like the sound quality of what I had. The speakers,” I pointed up to the corners of the room and to the subwoofer against the far wall, “are custom. I built them myself for the room size and acoustics. I also designed my own surround sound to fit the room.”

“It’s amazing! I never saw anything like it! Can I hear it?”

“Quickly. We don’t have much time if you want to have your rehearsal.” I plugged in Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony, not because I thought she would like it, but because I wanted to show off the sound. “Here, sit at my desk. That is where the sound is best for right now. When I go to bed I adjust it to the other side of the room.”

“You can do that?”

“Sure. It’s not that hard.”

“Right! That’s why everyone has a setup like this!” The sarcasm fairly dripped as she spoke. Just then those famous opening notes boomed out and her jaw dropped open. As the first movement opened up and the themes were presented she looked at me in awe. “I feel like I’m in the orchestra pit itself! I don’t really like classical, but I could like this!”

“Close your eyes and sit quietly now.” I stopped the Fifth Symphony and slipped in the disk for Pachelbel’s Canon in D Major. As the richness of the quiet tones poured from the speakers Janelle just melted into the chair. Since it is a fairly short piece I allowed her to just enjoy its beauty while I gathered other equipment we would need.

“That was awesome,” Janelle whispered as the last notes faded from our ears. I, who am an audiophile, sometimes forget how good I have it, and to see someone I like so much overwhelmed by the beauty thrills me. “I wish I had a setup like this.”

“We had better get moving if we are going to be able to have your rehearsal. Can you grab that box and carry it out? I’ll carry out this equipment.” It took me two trips to get out what I needed. Janelle followed me back in for the second trip, although I didn’t need her bursa anal yapan escort to carry anything. When we stepped into my room she pushed the door closed and gave me a big hug and kiss that curled my toes. “I just wanted to say thank you for doing this for me. And thank you for sharing your music.” She gave me another kiss, just a soft one this time, but it was very nice just the same. The feeling of her in my arms, and her soft breasts against my chest stayed in my memory and fueled my imaginations for a long time. All the work I was doing was well worthwhile for that kiss.

When we returned to the school I asked Mrs. Sylvester to have a table and some extension cords brought down to the front of the auditorium. I quickly set up a temporary sound control station and ran some cables to either side of the stage and placed a speaker at each side. “This is not sufficient for your performance, by any means,” I told Mrs. Sylvester, “but it should be sufficient for you to rehearse. I have some other equipment I can bring back later, but I’m going to have to hang new speakers in the auditorium and run new cables. What is in here now is too outdated for me to use with my gear. If I tried to hook the old speakers up to my amps and turn any power through them they would blow, and the old cables have so much impedance the sound is bad. It is past time for it to be updated. Would it be possible to have a couple of the guys cut class tomorrow to help me run the cable and set things up? We’re going to be close on getting it all done in time.”

Mrs. Sylvester agreed to arrange for two of the actors to work with me each hour of the school day, and OK’d my request to buy the cable I needed for the sound. I know it was not in the budget, but she was getting free labor and expertise. Much of the equipment we would need I had already, and had refurbished it to better than when it was new. I wouldn’t give it to them, but the price was much lower than what they would be able to purchase at much lesser quality. Mrs. Sylvester was a little concerned about OK’ing purchases without going through the normal process, so we left it that if the Board of Education did not want to buy the equipment after the performance I would remove it again, and all they would be out would be the cost of the cable. I was very confident they would not want to hire contractors to replace everything after I had already put it in place at no charge. The things a kid will do for a kiss from a pretty girl!

The rehearsal went very well, and everyone was amazed at the better sound coming from a jury-rigged setup with just two small speakers. Janelle kept going on and on about the system in my room, and how good it sounded. I had several people ask if I would build systems for them, so it looked like I would generate some good business from doing this good deed. I wished I had time to build out a balanced system for the auditorium, but that was not going to be possible. The time constraint was too great, and the expense would not be approved I knew. I could still provide a much improved system though that would serve the school well for a long time.

I had no intention of attending the performance Friday night, but after setting up the new soundboard and amplifier in the sound booth and showing it to Mr. Purdy, who ran the old soundboard, he just shook his head. “Justin, there is no way I can run a board like that. You’ve got more gadgets and do-dads on that board than Carter’s got liver pills. You’re going to have to stay around and run it until you can teach me what to do.” I couldn’t very well just drop it on them and then leave, so Friday night found me back at the school, as did Saturday night.

I will say this for Mrs. Sylvester: She publicly thanked me and Jim’s Electronics for getting the sound system up and running, saving the show. She also recommended my services to anyone wanting special sound setups, which led to more phone calls for estimates than I could handle. Just-in-Thyme Custom Electronics was born as a result, which was not bad for a 16 year old kid. I never got another kiss from Janelle, though.

I’m a bit of a late bloomer, and while I’ve always been interested in girls, I never took the time to pursue them. I was so busy with school, running, work, and my business that girls kind of took a back seat. It was in the spring of our senior year that I got a wake-up call, and it was Rosemary that gave it to me. Although twins, we were definitely fraternal twins. We had so little in common that some didn’t even believe we were related at first.

For one thing, she is the spitting image of Mom, less 23 years. To look at Mom you know Rosemary is going to look great at 41 also. She has red-gold hair that is naturally curly, but not frizzy like a lot of red-heads are. She doesn’t have freckles either, but she does have piercing green eyes that seem to reach out and grab you. Years of playing soccer and volleyball have kept her in great shape. She is somewhat reserved and quiet, but yet friendly to everyone, and doesn’t have an enemy that I bursa rus escort know of. Not a great beauty, but not one you would want to put a bag over her head either. Just a normal girl.

Me on the other hand? I look like Dad. That isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but neither is it anything that will get me on the cover of GQ or any other magazine. I’m a tall 5’6″ in my shoes, and I weigh a whole 128 lbs of wiry muscle. Running has kept me lean and fit, but I’m no prize that the girls are clamoring for either. My hair, instead of an attractive red-gold like hers, mine was a flat, dull, straight, brown.

Rosemary and I love each other, but we really don’t have all that much in common, so we don’t spend all that much time together. It wasn’t until the week before our 18th birthday that I had an epiphany. It was on the Friday before our birthday on the next Tuesday, and we had no school because of a teacher’s workday. Rosemary had a couple of her friends over in the afternoon to swim and sun. (Here in southern Arizona we keep our pool open all year.) I walked out of my room, where I had the music blasting, to get a Coke when Rosemary’s door opened across the hall and Susie walked out in her bikini, headed to the pool. Now, Susie won’t be seen on the cover of Sports Illustrated, or one of the inside pages either, but still, she was female, not ugly, and did I mention the bikini?

“Oh, Hi, Justin! Say, can you show me your sound system? I’ve wanted to see it since you fixed the system at school.” When she put her hand on my arm I swallowed hard and just nodded. We stepped into my room, and she oohed over all the stuff. “Janelle told me you played a really beautiful piece of music for her and you had her sitting where the sound was optimized. She has been trying to match it ever since, but she can’t. What did you play?”

“Oh, that piece. Yeah, Pachelbel’s Canon. It’s one of my favorites for when I want to sit and think. Sit here at my desk, and I’ll put it on for you.” She sat down in my desk chair and leaned back to watch as I put the CD into the player and reset the surround sound. One of the AC vents is right over the desk chair, and the AC kicked on right then. I noticed two bumps appearing on the front of her top from the chilled air. “Lean your head back and close your eyes. Just let the music envelope you.” And let me stare at your pokies without being caught perving! I watched as the music washed over her, and saw her relax and go with the music, her nipples poking out the front of her bikini, and the thought struck me that three girls had been changing into their swimwear just right across the hall from me. What could I do to watch? I’d have to give this some real thought.

The music stopped, and Susie stood up with a dreamy look in her eyes. Pachelbel can do that to you if you really get into it. It’s very introspective. The other girls came out of Rosemary’s room just then, and Susie turned to leave with them, but stopped and gave me a hug and said “Thanks.” Maybe I was on to something else. Two girls listening to my sound system, two hugs. Coincidence? Probably, but still a nice thought.

Rosemary and Stephanie looked into the room in passing, and I knew for sure Mom and Dad weren’t home! There was no way Rosemary was wearing THAT bathing suit with them around! I said something about it, and Rosemary did a little pirouette in the hallway. “You like it? Good. I’ll have to take it to the lake on Memorial Day, then.”

“You’re actually going to wear that in public?” squealed Steph. Rosemary just grinned and walked on down the hall. I know she is my sister, but WOW! I had to adjust myself just as soon as Susie got out of sight. I had been about half hard already from looking at her pokies, but Rosemary finished it off. Now I had to get thinking about seeing into her room. I know, I know, I’m creepy, but c’est la vie.

With the girls out of the house I snuck into Rosemary’s room to see if I could get any ideas. While there I might have taken a peek at their underwear just to see what size bras they wore. Rosemary’s is a 36C. Anyway, I didn’t see anything special about the room, not that I really expected to. We didn’t have an adjoining wall or any connection. I was just fishing for ideas. All I saw was the typical girl’s room with posters of guys she thought were hot, makeup on her dresser, and a bunch of stuffed animals. She isn’t geeky like me and isn’t into technology or anything. In fact, all she had for music was a clock radio! She had an iPod with earbuds on her bed table, but that was it. Major contrast between our rooms, and that is for sure! Mine was packed with all sorts of technology. Somehow I had to make that work for.

I went back to my room and sat down at my desk with the internet open, but I just stared at the home page. I restarted Pachelbel and thought. What was there about her room, about her in general that I could use? She was an athlete, but still somewhat of a girly girl. It had to be something unobtrusive, something she would accept without thought or hesitation. How could I introduce technology in such a manner it wouldn’t tip her off or that she wouldn’t reject outright. I had offered to build her a stereo system of her own, but she was not interested. Her iPod and radio were more than sufficient for what she wanted. She had a laptop, but rarely used it other than for homework. Her posters were a non-starter for sure. What could you do with a poster?

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They virtually crawled through the shallow water and up the beach to the cover of the undergrowth once more. With great trepidation the party pushed on through the dense groves until they heard voices. There in a clearing, they saw yet more females, these adorned with yellow painted markings upon their scantily clad bodies. They were feasting on meat which they had evidently cooked on the fire seen from far off. There on the floor were several other women, trussed and gagged like animals. They were evidently members of the red painted tribe who had visited the habitation. As the party crawled forward to further their reconnaissance, they reached a pit from which a grisly sight met their eyes. The pit was lined with bones and skulls which could only be human. The meat which the women feasted on could only be that from a previously trussed female.

Though he could not understand what Tehuni and the other women whispered to each other, it was apparent that they could not attack the yellow tribe. They lay low and awaited the coming night. As darkness fell he watched as Tehuni and three other women edged, step by step like a praying mantis, toward the trussed women. At one point, a twig under one of the women’s feet snapped with what sounded to them like a minor explosion in the silence; they froze as a couple of the yellow women turned and muttered in their slumber. Eventually they reached the captives and carefully unbound them. Tehuni gestured to him and the others, as they continued on down to the beach; he drew back with the other women and they doubled back round to the beach where Tehuni had gone.

There were a good fifteen outriggers up on the beach; the paddles to propel them conveniently stuck in the sand. They slowly dragged three of them down to the water across the moonlit sand. They intended to pull all of the outriggers into the water to allow them to drift, and had collected all the available paddles to hinder their pursuit when a wailing voice was heard from the Yellow painted women’s camp.

He and the women hurriedly embarked upon the three outriggers and paddled for all they were worth into the inky blue lagoon. They were no more than around one hundred yards out when torches illuminated the beach they had left from; several spears pierced the water like arrows as they paddled for their lives. Many of the lithe and athletic women ran down the beach parallel to the outriggers when they realised the paddles had been stolen. The whole situation to him was as though he were locked in some dream-come-nightmare; he had been captured and abused by beautiful females, befriended by beautiful females, and now he was pursued by yet more beautiful females.

The women on the beach stretched and flexed their delectable brown bodies which shimmered in the moonlight as they threw various objects from the beach. It was with relief that they reached the promontory, and saw the progress of the women on the beach hindered as they were forced bursa eskort to splash into the water. The outriggers disappeared from the view of the pursuers as they moved swiftly round to the other side.

When they reached the beach nearest the habitation, they all lifted the outriggers, one by one, across the beach and deep into the undergrowth. They then worked backwards across the beach, removing their footsteps using large palm leaves to shuffle the sand disguising their steps. They regrouped with the other women at the habitation, and fed and tended themselves and especially the women who’d been bound. They then moved up the path past where he had made his encampment in the rock face. They watched the lagoon from their vantage point for two days, but no-one came. On the third day the women picked up their things as the evening wore on and descended the path. He was reluctant to do so, and tugged at Tehuni in an effort to get her to stay a little longer. Having seen what the yellow tribe were capable of, he was not keen to see anyone else eaten.

Tehuni kissed him and rubbed her body against his. It was apparent she was more than ready to be intimate with him once more, and no doubt sought the privacy of her hut. She pulled him along and the feeling in his loins swayed the decision.

They cuddled together in the confines of her hut after washing themselves in the waterfall. She wrapped herself about him and climbed on top after he had excited her body with his tongue. He slipped into her as she straddled him and they caressed each other to satisfaction before falling into a deep sleep. The next day came and went uneventfully; the habitation was left unmolested and a sense of security returned to the inhabitants. They slept again. Something woke him during the night, as he rose to his feet, something cracked the back of his head; everything went black.

His eyes opened into bright sunlight; his head aching slightly and the smell of smoke in his nostrils. He struggled to move his arms and legs and realised he was captive again. He was lashed naked to a pole in the centre of the clearing. The women in yellow were all around him and grinned when they saw he was conscious again he craned his neck looking for Tehuni; he could see some of the women trussed and gagged on the ground. The throng of yellow women moved to one side as their equivalent of Tehuni moved up to him; she was also strikingly beautiful.

Her nipples erected almost instantly as she viewed his cock, which was rousing automatically; he could not help himself. The grinning women drew closer as she played with his manhood and looked at him with a leering smile. Her musky feminine scent did not help his situation; his cock grew stiff, much to the delight of the women. As the beauty toyed with him, he heard the pitiful cry of one of the trussed women; one of the yellow tribe appeared holding a fearful ironwood club; it was splattered bursa merkez escort with blood. The others rubbed their bellies and pointed to the fire. It seemed they had chosen and dispatched their first victim, and would now prepare their feast. He just wished he could see Tehuni.

The women now gave him their full attention. He was almost certain of one thing; the novelty of what was between his legs would mean they were unlikely to feast on him. They teased his rigid member and giggled as they sniffed their fingers; the scent of his masculinity arousing them. Once again he found himself surrounded by women who were all physically very attractive, and their leader had him under her control. She toyed with him until the inevitable happened; the women shrieked with delight as he spent, spattering their leaders legs. His enjoyment was not quite as it had been for Tehuni; he could only think of her and was intensely fearful for her well-being. His member flaccid, the majority of the women moved away, and the smoke suddenly blew in the opposite direction, allowing him a view further across the clearing. There, strapped to a post with two other women was Tehuni; she caught sight of him and smiled weakly, then dropped her head.

He was watching the situation intently; the Mistress of the yellow tribe came to him frequently, stroking and caressing him whenever she did. It was on such an occasion when he saw two of their number come running down from the ascending path. They had a look of terror on their faces and pointed up to where the rocky outcrop was. They babbled to the Mistress who also looked worried at their information. He was sure he heard the term ‘tabu’ in their hurried language. He had to get free somehow. As the woman came close again he kissed and licked her face; she looked at him with curiosity when he did so, then squeezed up to him and licked him also, smiling. He needed to gain her affection and this seemed to be working.

As the darkness fell the women danced around the fire, having had their fill of meat. She came to him again, with two other women carrying spears. She smiled at him and started to untie his bonds whilst the two pointed their spears menacingly at him. When he was free, she led him to the hut and the two armed women sat just inside the entrance and watched as she lay down with him. As attractive a woman as she was, he found it difficult staying aroused as he serviced the grateful mistress; he could only think of the one woman he truly wanted to be with, whose life was in imminent danger.

His new mistress moaned with pleasure and wrapped her legs round his torso as she reached her Shangri-las; her squeezing and moaning along with her musky sent was just enough to bring him off too. He bucked and spurted into her; she smiled up at him with satisfaction as she felt his warmth inside her. He dropped down beside her and pulled her close, caressing her arms bursa ucuz escort and hair; he had to get her to go to sleep whilst he remained unbound. A light rain began to fall and the drips fell through the roofing. She saw the droplets and was obviously in no mood to leave the hut whilst it rained. She closed her eyes.

It must have been a good hour later before he dare move. His mistress slept soundly and he could see the two guards were also sleeping. He crept out of the hut without disturbing anyone. The full moon broke momentarily from behind the rain giving cloud, illuminating the scene, before hiding back behind the clouds once more. He could see the fire was still burning and two or three of the yellow tribe were still awake and talking. How was he to save his Tehuni? As he pondered the situation there was a loud cry; one of the yellow women about two hundred yards off had seen him.

He had no option but to flee. He ran as hard as he could up the ascending path, looking back occasionally to see his pursuers; the fit women were gaining on him. He ran, panting in the gloom, through the entrance to the outcrop. They were close to him now and there were about six of them; as he dodged around the rocks and up the rocky steps by the pool, he expected them to stop. They did not; they must have been unaware of the tabu. He felt doomed as he lumbered around the pools in the dark and fell headlong into the one which contained the white mineral; they would be upon him any moment now.

He lifted himself out, covered from head to toe in the white substance. As he did so, the full moon beamed out from beyond the clouds. The women froze as they witnessed the carvings and symbols in the eerie rock face for the first time; they were then confronted with a pure white figure which loomed, seemingly out of the rock itself. Two of the women jumped to oblivion over the precipice; the rest fled, dropping their weapons and falling over each other in their bid to escape as the thing walked slowly in their direction.

He watched as the women raced down the path screaming. He maintained a slow trot down the hill with his arms outstretched to maximise the effect; he would ensure they all got a good view of him at a distance, and had plenty of time to escape. As he approached the habitation, none of the yellow painted women remained; he could hear their frantic shrieks as they hastily boarded their outriggers and departed. The trussed women screamed as he approached;he rolled in the wet grass to remove as much of the whitener as he could, and the women calmed down. He raced over to Tehuni and released her and the other two at the post,she wiped the white substance from his mouth and kissed him. He braved the icy cold waterfall and washed himself down, then led Tehuni to the hut. They held each other close throughout the night.

A good week later they were fishing with three-point spears down by the lagoon when he saw the sails of a tall ship passing close by. His instinct told him to jump up and down and scream at the top of his voice, but he turned to see Tehuni who had a tear running down her cheek. He glanced again at the ship, and back at Tehuni. He took her hand and led her back into the cover of the trees where they would not be seen; he would be hers forever.

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“Good morning Love” Rob-Lee whispered gently to me. Rob-Lee was always awake before me, I wondered if he stayed awake all night watching me sleep. I turned towards him rubbing his chest and curling up close.

“Morning my sweet” I replied yawning. “What time is it?”

“Early yet, 5:30am” Rob-Lee replied.

I let out a contented sigh as Rob-lee held me tight to him. I could hear his hear heart thundering through his chest. I loved Rob-Lee so much there was nothing that I would deny him. We were always together and there was never a crossword. As we lay there all snugly I looked a Rob-Lee, although he was older than I was he gave me so much pleasure. He stood about 6′ 1′ and his eyes were bluest blue his hair a little graying, but he kept himself pretty fit. I had been waiting for this week for ages, Rob-Lee was off from work and we were going to spend time with his friend Shaun and his wife Tara.

I stretched and yawned running my hand down his chest, along his tummy and caressed his cock. Giggling quietly I knew what was about to come next. He leaned over and tapped the back of my hand. Laughing with it he said,

“Naughty, naughty”

I loved the way he spoke his strong American accent was much different from my own English one.

“Rob-Lee are you saying no baby,” I said in a teasing voice

“Have I ever said no to you love!” Rob-lee replied as he turned towards me.

He kissed me tenderly, he liked it when I was cheeky with him and it made me feel like a child safe and secure, I loved that feeling of security. I returned his kiss pushing my tongue deep in to his mouth feeling and exploring every part of the warmth. Still caressing his ever-growing cock.

“Are you going to cum for me” Rob-Lee whispered.

Pushing him away I knew what he wanted from me, I knew he liked to watch me bring myself to orgasm then fucking me into the next three. I began to work my breasts feeling them softly making my nipples erect I could feel Rob-Lee’s hand gently stroking my arm before covering my hand with his own so he could feel me touching myself. I wet my finger and kissed his finger then run it back over my nipple so that it stood erect wanting a mouth to suck at it. My pussy was twitching by now and I could feel my clit swelling.

“Yes baby, you know how to do it.” Rob-Lee whispered with his voice of velvet.

I ran my hand further down my body spreading my lips with my fingers I embraced my clit. I rubbed it hard so that it became harder; I lifted my hips off the bed and rocked. I wanted to feel something deep in my pussy. I felt Rob-Lee flicker his tongue across my nipple. I sighed hard as my breathing became heavier. I inserted my fingers inside my wet pussy feeling the hot flesh. I wanted his cock to be there but knew he wanted to see me cum. As I inserted my fingers Rob-Lee gently helped me by parting my lips to he could see my fingers go right deep inside. I knew I was about to cum as I felt my cunt contract around my fingers as I thrust them harder and faster inside.

“Rob-Lee fuck me, I want you to fuck me now” I panted.

He stayed silent, he wanted to see me cum, and I felt his body quivering beside me as I started to softly moan his name. Bring up my other hand to my nipples I squeezed at them mimicking mouth movements. I was cumming I rubbed my thumb up my pussy to my clit. I rubbed and circled it applying so much pressure raising my hips in unison with my hand. My body went into seizure as I came hard. Breathing heavy I turned to Rob-Lee and brought him close to me. Moving my wet hand to the back of his head I brought him down to kiss me. He did darting his tongue in and around my mouth. Then hungrily working his mouth to my nipples and sucking on my fingers tasting all my sweet juices on the way down to my pussy. Resting my feet on his shoulders he licked and sucked at my clit, inserting his fingers deep into my cunt and pushing forward my clit.

“Fuck me Rob-Lee, please.” I was begging for his hot juicy cock to be embedded deep inside of me but he like to make me wait he like me to be on the edge before he would fuck me.

Moving swiftly to his knees he came round to my face where I took all his cock into my mouth. He was so hard. I could smell his juices starting to flow, drops of pre-cum came oozing out of his knob. I brought up my knees and started rubbing at my clit as I held on to Rob-Lees arse and pushed him deeper into my mouth, sucking faster as I could feel myself cumming again. As I came I felt Rob-lee tense and he came, his spunk hitting the back of my throat and trickling slowly down I swallowed and carried on sucking as he moved his hand to my clit rubbing it with me. He sat back on his knees and gently kissed my tummy. Moving his head back towards my clit he gently kissed it then slid down to lay beside me. He looked at me long then rested his head on my tummy his hands moving up on my hips gently squeezing my skin.

“I have a surprise for you” He said moving up to face me.

“Oh, you do? Do you. bursa escort Do I have to guess”

Like a spoiled child I started to aggravate him about it asking him to tell me what it was he had for me. He tapped the side of his nose and winked at me. He knew I was curious and knew that it would be on my mind until he told me.

“My love you will soon find out”. He stretched reaching for the clock.

” We had better start making tracks we have a bit of a journey today.” Rob-Lee enthused.

“Yeah, yeah I’m moving.”

I was so comfortable there with Rob-lee; I just did not want to move. Running my hand over the space where he lay I watched him go to the bathroom for a shower. He turned and looked at me watching him.

“You can stop that my girl” He laughed.

As I smiled at him from ear to ear I thought to myself he must be able to read minds too.

Lazily getting up from the bed I pulled over the sheets and tidied up the bed before going into the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and watched the man I loved groom himself. He was intriguing and I just could bear to be away from him for too long. Finishing on the toilet I climbed into the shower. He loved me to be near him and kissed my shoulder as I shampooed my hair. I saw his cock start to rise and played dumb by pretending not to notice. Rinsing out the lather from my hair I felt Rob-Lee’s hands wander over my body pulling me close to him. He began to kiss and caress my neck lifting me up he rested me on the shelf inserting his now hard cock into my pussy. I was aroused instantly and started to rock towards him so he could fuck me hard. Wrapping my legs around him I held onto the bar above my head. Rob-Lee was fucking me and I loved every thrust. I could have screamed in excitement. I kept myself in full control as Rob-Lee bent his head away from my neck and mouthed my breasts taking each nipple in turn licking them sucking them in and out of his mouth. Gently nibbling them in-between his teeth. I could feel my self-cumming. I rocked harder towards him grinding my clit on Rob-Lee.

“Fuck me, baby, ahhhhhh that’s is fuck me” I panted.

“Mmmm baby take it.” Rob-lees voice quivering.

Using the bar I thrust my whole body against Rob-Lee, feeling his cock rubbing on my g-spot I knew I had to hold onto the bar to keep the pace.

“Yes, yes, no, noooooo stop.” I cried as I felt my grip loosen as my body went tense but my strength began to fail me. Rob-Lee held me tight and carried on thrusting his cock into me. He carried me onto him and slid down the wall still with his cock deep inside we were now on the bottom of the shower. Thrusting my hips back I rocked on Rob-lee’s cock pulling his fore skin back and forth. I could feel his mouth kissing and licking my neck as I rocked harder and faster bring myself to another orgasm. I watched his face as it tensed up he buried it deep into my neck as he came hold me tight and pushing me hard onto his cock.

“You are a good girl, I should have found you years ago” Rob-Lee sighed.

I smiled at him and removed myself from his cock.

“We are going to be so late Mr, Will you please stop fucking me, get on with your shower.” I laughed.

Rob-Lee rose and tapped my bottom in a joking gesture.

“You are a very, very naughty girl to me young lady.”

“I know.” I said poking out my tongue at him.

We finished up in the shower, went down for some breakfast and chatted about the day ahead. As Rob-lee and I ate breakfast we planned our drive to Shaun and Tara’s. It wasn’t to far, about 2 hours away. We cleaned up got in the car a started our drive. I immediately began to pester Rob-lee about my surprise, what it was, when could I have it.

“All in good time my sweet.” He replied “You really must learn patience.”

I laughed, I knew that he wasn’t going to tell me, but I liked playing the guessing game and it took my mind off the fact that his friends may not actually accept me. I must have asked Rob-lee every question about his friends their ages, their dislikes, their likes, did he think they would like me, would they think that I was bad for him considering our 22 year age gap. The questions flowed and with so much tolerance and without even getting tired Rob-Lee answered them all in the best way he could.

We were getting closer and closer to Shaun and Tara’s house. I was in panic mode when Rob-Lee lent over gripping my knee tenderly

“Shall we shop first?”

All I could manage was a faint nod, my nerves were giving me dry mouth and I had a lump the size of a watermelon stuck in my throat. I wanted to go home, I was just so damn nervous.

Stopping at the mall I decided to buy a gift for Tara thanking her for having Rob-Lee and I stay, after all not all wives would have their husband’s friend and girlfriend stay with them. I browsed though the shops looking at everything that they had to offer. Always asking Rob-lee’s opinion. Until I found a great gift. It was a frosted glass bursa escort bayan bowl with glass frosted fruit inside. It was perfect because it would match any house and who never liked fruit. Picking it up I looked at Rob-Lee who was amusing himself with watching me flutter round like a hen. I came out of the store feeling really chuffed with myself and quite proud of my buy, at least if they never liked me they would like the gift, or I hoped. Walking back to the car we grabbed a few refreshments. Nosing around, I looked over the way and see an underwear shop. Smiling at Rob-lee who knew what was coming next I went inside.

“Try not to be too long, there’s a good girl.” Rob-Lee said as he tapped my bottom in a cheeky way.

Bra’s, knickers, thongs, and all the usual stuff I liked. Then there is was. Perfectly sitting on a mannequin, I wanted it; I was going to have it. Peeping outside I checked to see if Rob-lee was about I had my own little surprise for him.

“Ready.” I called as if I had been waiting for Rob-Lee for hours.

“C’mon then, get anything nice?”

“Nah, not really just a couple of pairs of thongs they had on special”

“Oh ok” Rob-Lee picked up my hand as we walked back to the car ready to finish the rest of our journey.

I felt a wash of fear as we got back to the car. I leaned over and kissed Rob-Lee tenderly on the lips just letting my tongue slip in slightly so he could taste me. Pulling my head towards him Rob-Lee kissed me hard and I felt the passion run from his mouth. I shut my eyes tight wishing we were alone so I could really show him passion. Sliding his tongue in my mouth, I sucked it at if it was his cock sliding in between my lips, hard and fast. Relaxing back into my seat he started the car and winked at me.

I needed to be reassured; I was feeling every emotion there was to feel. Nearing their home a wave of nausea came over me.

“Awwwww, baby it will be ok, if it’s not ok then we shall leave.” Rob-Lee looked at me with such puppy dog eyes I could hardly breathe.

“I just want them to like me Rob that’s all.” I said just about releasing the words from my mouth.

“Just be yourself don’t change, be your usual self.”

I don’t know what I felt when we pulled up onto Shaun and Tara’s drive. I was in awe. I looked at Rob-Lee who was smiling like a Cheshire cat. It was beautiful I had never seen a place quite like it. Hidden slightly by the greenery, it was huge. Swallowing gulps of air I popped a mint into my mouth because it was so dry. Rob-Lee stopped the car and said if there were any problems we can always leave. I felt reassured, but oh so nervous.

“C’mon baby.” Rob-Lee held out his hand for me to get out the car, my legs felt like lead and I heaved myself out.

Rob-Lee held me close to him and placed a kiss on my cheek whispering that everything is going to be ok just relax. Just as Rob-Lee was about to knock on the door this tall, slim woman came bursting out. I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was Tara she had auburn hair in soft curls waving down her back, she was about 5ft 10 and she had ice blue eyes. I’d never seen such beauty. She was very elegant but had burst of life about her. Passing Rob-Lee she came straight over to me and hugged me hard. I gasped as she held me, but there was warmth there. As she held me in her arms I relaxed and a smile went from ear to ear. I sighed in relief. Catching Rob-Lee’s eye he winked as if to say see told you so.

“Curt, why didn’t you tell us you had found such a baby,” Tara said walking towards him with open arms.

I frowned at Rob-Lee, confused why she had just called him Curt. He just raised his eyebrows at me, still smiling.

“Why do you call him Curt, Tara?” I asked, I wasn’t annoyed but I did want to know.

Looping her arm in mine she reminded me that they had been friends for a very long time and that was his name after all. Feeling pretty stupid I laughed out loud.

“Yeah it is!” “I just always have called him Rob-Lee” Laughing as we went into the house, Tara called Shaun. Back into my shell I went.

Shaun was a babe. Over 50 and he looked no older than 30 easy. 6ft 4, mousy hair and green eyes he made me look old. Swirling Rob-Lee round the room they were dancing and praising each other on how well they looked and how well they had done over the years. There was definitely an air of true respect here. What seemed and age of male self-congratulating Rob-Lee turned and looked for me as if I had gone, but I had just stood still I think fear of being trampled on was the reason.

“Shaun meet my baby.”

“Well, well.” Shaun stared at me for a moment slowly walking over too me I was thinking quite hard what to say.

“Yes very well thank- you, are you well.” I said quickly.

“Ohhh, sharp eh!” “Curt you have done well she is a trophy of excellence” He said looking at me talking to Rob-Lee.

“Oh no trophy” Rob-Lee smiled softly “She is the love of my bursa bayan escort life”

Coughing I said, “Excuse me I am here if you please”

“Ahhhh an English gentlewoman” Tara laughed

I quickly I said, “if you believe that, you will believe anything.”

We all moved to the lounge I felt so welcome, but still uncertain of what was expected. We all talked about our lives in general our jobs and families for hours. Tara got up and gestured to me to follow her. I did and followed her around the kitchen to the guesthouse.

“I hope you don’t mind I thought we would get away, I bet you are dying to freshen up and see where your going to stay. You know you welcome to stay here as long as you like.” Tara wasn’t much older than I at 39 she was a very caring character with a surge of naughtiness about her. I liked that she reminded me of myself. We continued to chat and she showed me where everything was I needed. She showed me where the pool was and the beach gate and told me that if I needed anything, anything at all to ask.

“Tara, I just want to say thank-you Rob-Lee really needs this break and really needs to de-stress.”

“He shall my dear,” she said winking at me.

After a while Tara left me to go off and ask the boys where they wanted to go for dinner. Sitting on the bed I placed my hands in my lap and sighed in relief. I felt so much warmth. I let a smile stretch across my face as I lay back and stretched. I felt so relaxed. Where I was going to start. Should I follow the group or should I stay here unpack a few bits and let them rekindle. I decided to stay where I was and keep out of the way so they could catch up without me asking silly questions. Turning on my tummy I gazed out of the window and watched the tree sway in the breeze. A few moments went past and I felt that someone was watching me. I turned to see Shaun standing at the doorway. I must have had a shocked look about me as I turned.

“Ohhhh sorry to disturb little Miss, you looked so peaceful there I just wanted to watch”. Shaun said his voice a little shaky.

“It’s ok, I was deciding what to do while you and Rob-Lee caught up.” I said sitting up.

Shaun walked towards me I felt very uncomfortable. He sat next to me and said

“You should come in with us, you are part of us now.”

I looked at him with a puzzled expression on my face.

“Part of you, explain?”

“Rob-Lee is a very special friend you will soon see.” Shaun said as he smiled at me. He felt so warm and protective. I liked that feeling of safety it was the same feeling that I had when Rob-Lee looked at me in certain ways.

The boys chose small Italian restaurant to eat at. I grabbed a shower and watched Rob-Lee’s face as he watched me, sort of mesmerised at what was before him. I shaved and washed well teasing him by giving him a glimpse of my pussy when I bent to shave my legs or lather them up. I heard him groan at the sight. I came out of the shower feeling refreshed and started dressing.

“You going to tell me then?” I said

“Nope” he said “I’m going to have a shower and when I come out I want to taste your pussy”

I gave him one of my shocked innocent looks. I heard him getting in the shower. I dried myself then let the towel drop. Covering myself head to foot in moisturising cream my skin felt like silk. I sprayed my deodorant then holding the perfume far away from me as possible I sprayed every part it was just enough so that if I were brushed past it would turn a head. Coming out of the shower Rob-Lee said

“C’mon get on the bed and let me taste you.”

“No.” I said “We are due to go out in 15 minutes I do not want to smell of sex.”

“Yes but that’s when you smell your best my dear.”

Rob-Lee moved towards me his cock semi hard and he brushed his hand across my chest bringing my nipples into his fingers. Caressing my neck softly. I closed my eyes as he felt so good I wanted to take him there and then but was adamant that I was not going out smelling of sex. I turn and pulled him close and held him there feeling his heart beating.

Dinner at the Italian restaurant was fantastic. There was plenty of laughing; plenty of eating and drinking there never seemed to be a dull moment, with a constant flow of conversation without ever running dry.

“Let me get the bill,” I said as the waitress popped the bill on the table. “Please I insist.”

There was a bit of back and forth but eventually they agreed to let me pay. We laughed all the way back in the taxi. What about who knows? Coming back to house I felt such at ease. I decided that I wanted to have a little wander. They all said they would come too, I told them that I needed a little lone time and wouldn’t be too long. Going into the guesthouse I pulled off the pretty little dress I was wearing and pulled on a Jean skirt top and pumps. The night was great could hear nothing except the waves crashing on the beach below. I walked up to the beach gate and onto the beach. The moon lighting the way I felt a shiver of anxiousness and I walked. I found a nice space and watched the water lapping at the beach. There wasn’t a soul around. A wave of loneliness washed over me before I realised that I wasn’t alone.

“Hey you” It was Shaun I was beginning to wonder if he was following me.

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*

You walk through the darkened house to find me kneeling at the foot of your bed… waiting… smiling… naked…

Waiting for a small nod from you, I rise, pausing to let your eyes slide down my body, lingering as you notice my excitement.

I move towards you, and then circle around behind you. My hands move lightly over your body, tugging at a button here, or a zipper there, letting your clothes slip to the floor piece by piece, until our bodies have nothing between them, and our skin is touching all the way from our intermingled legs to my lips pressed against your neck.

My hands tightly grip your hips as I move you towards the bed, pressing u face down onto the silk sheets, crawling onto the bed behind you… my lips finding your knee and moving up the outside of your thigh… across your hip… past the small of your back… and up your spine… moving across your shoulder… down you outstretched arm to suck a finger into my mouth. My body draped across yours. Something hot and hard pressing into your back…

And then suddenly you feel cool steel and hear a click as the handcuff snaps closed around your wrist… locking your arm to the corner of the bed. Your instinct to jump back is held by my body pressing down on you, but then you relax and my tongue continues to explore your body… up your arm… along your back… over your gorgeous ass and then down the inside of your thigh. Guessing… wondering… but only knowing when you hear the snap of the cuff on your foot, holding you to the opposite corner of the bed,

My fingernails press into your ankles, then drag upwards all around your leg… sliding higher inside and outside your thigh… up between your cheeks, then raking up over your spine to your shoulder. My body presses down… my cock nestling snugly between you cheeks as my hands push your arm towards the corner of the bed to the next handcuff.

Knowing what comes next, you do not struggle… but I still have to put my hands between your thighs to spread your legs wide enough for your ankle to reach the final cuff.

Standing, I look down at your body. Face down on the bed, legs spread wide, tied to the corners of the bed. You are completely at my mercy and quivering with anticipation. I lean across your body and lightly trail my fingers across parts of your body… your ribs… your hip… your neck… your back… lightly between your cheeks…

You hear me move to the cupboard and hear the door slide open, some bursa escort rustling noises, then I return and you feel a silk scarf move over your face. The blindfold tied effectively you cannot see me as I again return to your body to tease and kiss and touch and lick and rub.

—-

Your body melts into the bed as I explore your body… your hips moving a little when I touch you in special places… your breathing getting a little deeper as you feel my teeth lightly sink into your neck and you feel my breath against your ear. You moan with please as you feel my hard cock nestle between the cheeks of your gorgeous little ass and you grind back against me.

You almost sigh with disappointment as you feel me rise from the bed and move away again… but quickly realize I have gone back to the cupboard when you hear more rustling.

As I return, you feel cool plastic touch the inside of your ankle, feeling it slide higher and higher along the inside of your thigh… higher until it touches both of your thighs at the same time… only inches from when you want it to be… but I move it around… teasing you along the crease where your leg joins your cheek… then higher and over your back… bumping over your spine up to your neck. You jump a little as I click the vibrator on and your feel the tickle against your the back of your neck and shudder as I move lower again. I lean in and follow the vibrator with my tongue. Licking and kissing and biting your spine as I sneak lower and lower on your back… finally reaching your ass I gently press the vibrator between your cheeks and run it all the way around until it starts to slide freely along your slick wet lips. My fingers feel the heat coming from inside you. The tip of the vibrator threatens to slip inside you as you grind and moan. My teeth sink into the flesh of your ass to hold you down as I tease back and forth along your lips… twisting and turning the vibrator until it is fully wet and slippery…. glancing across your clit every now and then to feel you shudder…

One final time I slide the vibe across your lips… then pause… gently pressing against you as the vibe slips between your dripping wet lips. Pushing deeper and deeper … ever so slowly until the tips of my fingers are touching you and the vibrator is buried deep inside you.

Once again I get up off the bed and walk away, leaving you to grind your hips and try to fuck the vibrator left buried inside you. Your breathing is heavy. Your body is writhing and moving around on the bed as you gürsu escort try to get more sensation from the buzzing toy inside you. Your legs and arms still bound to the corners of the bed do not allow you to get much satisfaction, but you try… and it looks sexy as hell from where I stand.

Once more you hear the door open, and some rustling, before hands return to your body. Fingers brushing up your legs… between your cheeks… close, but not touching the vibrator that you desperately want to be fucked with. Lips kiss your back, your neck. You moan and beg for more… and yet you freeze with shock when you feel a second set of hands touch your ankles and start to slide up your body…

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Not knowing who is touching you, which hands are mine, who else might be with us, you try to resist the feelings that have been building up inside you, but as the second set of fingers finally reach the vibrator and start to slowly push it in and out of your dripping pussy you give in to your body and start to writhe in pleasure.

You feel hands grab your head and turn to the side and get your first clue as to who else is in the room as you taste sweet lip gloss as the stranger kisses you deeply. Her hands roam through your hair as she feels you moaning from the sensations of the vibrator.

You feel her move around on the bed, positioning herself in front of you. You know what is coming as you can smell and feel how turned on she is. She takes your head in her hands and lifts you up before sliding in under you. She holds your head in position so you can lick her. Her legs draped over your shoulders. You are already moaning and grinding your hips trying to work the vibrator deeper into your pussy, but now your moans have an extra effect on the stranger on front of you. The vibrations from your voice tickle her and you feel her hands grip your hair tighter as she starts to fuck herself with your face. You try to lick and suck her as she grinds her pussy into your face, and you know you’re doing something right from how wet she is and how much her hips are pushing back up at you.

Concentrating on her, you have almost forgotten the vibrator until it is taken away. You gasp and would stop licking, if not for the strong hands and urgent needs of the stranger in front of you. But you aren’t left wanting for long, as you feel the hot tip of my cock at slide between your lips. You are so wet that I can slide all the way inside you with one long slow push. Pausing as i reach the bottom… you can orhangazi escort feel me throbbing.

I lean down over your body, and you feel my teeth gently biting your shoulder. My face brushes up against the stranger’s naked thigh. I whisper in your ear.

“Eat her pussy.

Lick it.

Make her cum.

Be a good little sex toy.

I can see your tongue flicking her clit.

I want to see her cum all over your face.

You have to make her cum before you are allowed to.

Just like a fuck toy.

Make her cum and I will fuck you hard.

Can you feel how hard I am?

Can you feel me throbbing deep inside you?”

I can feel your hips moving trying to draw more sensation from the hard cock buried inside you. You are so hot that you just want to fuck hard and cum over and over, but I hold you tight. Keeping my cock pressed firmly inside you and not allowing you to fuck me.

Finally you sense that I will not give in, and so you try to focus on the stranger. Your tongue finds her clit and starts to flick across it more quickly. You feel her respond with a shudder, knowing that she must be close. You draw it into your mouth and suck, while flicking it with your tongue. This drives her over the edge. You feel her hands press down tight on your head as her hips press up against your face. You feel her body twitching and shuddering over and over as she cums in your mouth. You keep sucking hard trying to keep her cumming until she finally collapses and pushes your head away, exhausted and too sensitive.

As soon as she has collapsed you start to feel my cock moving inside you. Slowly I pull out… then slaw back inside you. After what I have just seen you know I must be close to cumming as well. And after what you have been through tonight you are only seconds away from cumming too. You feel the stranger move around run her hands over your body as we fuck faster. Her hands move around behind us and between your legs, tickling your thighs and feeling how wet you are as my cock slams in and out of you. She finds your clit and starts to rub, and you can tell from the extra push I give that her other hand has found my ass or is massaging my aching balls.

Now it is her turn to push us over the edge. We are both moaning and sweating… your hips pushing back against me. Moaning and grunting over the slapping over our bodies. I feel your body tense and shake as you start to cum and this drive me over the edge. I push deep inside you as I feel my cock explode again and again into you as you shudder and shake beneath me, until we both finally slow to a stop and lie there, sweaty and exhausted… satisfied for now….

And then you feel the strangers hands slide down to untie your bonds and you know that the night has just started…

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*

I opened my apartment door and kicked off my four and half-inch black Filo leather red sole pumps. It had been a long day at work and I was exhausted, thank God it is Friday. After dropping my purse on the table and checked the messages on the answering machine, I flopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. Flipping through the channels, I decided that digital cable was a complete and total waste of money and turned the TV off. I went into the bathroom to run a hot bath and wait for Lou to get home. I added bubble bath into the running water and when it was full, I lowered myself into the steamy, bubbly water. “Mmm,” I murmured, leaning my head against the edge of the claw foot tub and closing my eyes. This was exactly what I needed. Forty-five minutes later my eyes snapped open when I heard the door click shut. I had dozed off in the tub. “Wonderful.” I muttered to myself and got out of the cold water.

“Sue?” Lou called out.

“In the bathroom, I’ll be right out.” I grabbed a towel and dried myself off, then slipped on my silk robe. Walking out into the kitchen, I saw a vaguely familiar woman standing next to Lou. I could not quite place a name to the face. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize anyone else was here.” I blushed lightly and looked down at myself. I had done a half-ass job at drying off and the silk was clinging to my tits and hips, my nipples practically jumping out of the fabric of the damp robe.

“No babe, this is perfect. You look hot.” Lou walked over to me and kissed me. Not just a little ‘hello’ kiss but a long, tongue filled passionate kiss. He ran his hands down my back and to my ass and squeezed it, pressing me against his body.

I pulled away and looked at Lou in shock. I glanced over at the woman embarrassed but the woman did not seem shocked at all. In fact her tongue was licking at her lower lip and her eyes were wide. My brow furrowed as I tried to figure out what was going on.

The woman reached up to her French twist and pulled out the pins, letting her long blonde hair fall over her shoulders in a wild, sexy mass of waves. She was about five-foot ten, a full five inches taller than me and could not weigh more than hundred thirty pounds. Her tits were full and surprisingly large for her thing frame. She was wearing a gray pin stripe pants suit with a white blouse underneath that was unbuttoned to expose cleavage.

I looked questioningly at Lou. He smiled erotically at me and leaned over to squeeze my tit.”Lou!” I exclaimed and batted his hand away.

“Don’t worry babe,” Lou said. “This is Sally. She works in my office and is very interested in what we’ve been talking about.”

Suddenly I understood. We had been talking about having a threesome for the past seven months and were looking for another woman to join us. I had been fantasizing about having sex with another woman bursa escort for the past nine months ever since I had accidentally ordered Women Meeting Women

9 instead of Cold Mountain on Demand TV. I had shared my fantasy with Lou and we had discussed having a threesome. Finally we had decided that it would not hurt our relationship, but make it stronger and be one hell of a sexy experience.

I looked at Sally in a whole new light now. She was a tad bit on the skinny side but otherwise sexier then hell. I could feel my lower belly tighten and I bit my lower lip. I looked at Lou who had an amatory smile on his face and took his hand. He led me over to Sally and took her hand as well, then led both of us into the bedroom.

I kneeled on the bed and Sally walked over to stand in front of me. Sally reached down and untied the sash on my robe and it fell apart, revealing full and firm thirty-six, C-cup tits and a bald cunt. A tiny noise escaped Sally’s lips as she stared at me. I have petite, hourglass figure with short torso, a smallish twenty-five inch waist and long, shapely legs with toned thighs, accented by my thirty-seven inch hips and heart-shaped ass. Sally could not wait to have me.

I tentatively reached over to Sally’s blazer and unbuttoned the two buttons. Lou stood behind Sally and pulled it off, tossing it on the Vanity chair. Then I brought my fingers to Sally’s white blouse, unbuttoning the buttons slowly, revealing a small piece of skin with each button. Lou pulled that off as well and tossed it with the blazer. I hesitated. Sally smiled and unzipped her trousers and pulled them down her long slim legs, kicking them to the side. Next went her white lace bra and matching panties. She stood there in front of me, completely naked.

Bringing her hands to my shoulders, Sally pushed the robe off and took a step forward. She smiled and cupped my face, bringing it to her own and kissing my lips ever so softly. I could not believe the sensation. Sally’s lips where soft and full and her skin were so smooth. I could not believe that I had waited twenty-six years to experience the kiss of another woman. Sally kissed me again, this time harder. She slipped her tongue between my lips and we embraced, kissing softly, but passionately.

Lou stood in the background watching this glorious site. The contrast between us made it even sexier. While Sally had long blonde hair and olive skin, I had short, dark auburn hair and pale skin. Sally was tall and skinny and I was short and curvaceous. It was so totally hot that his cock started swelling. He pulled off his suit jacket and pants and tossed them to the side, and then his boxers and shirt. He got onto the bed behind me and pressed his front against my backside, rubbing his cock on my bare ass, letting me feel how crazy he was about me.

We were still kissing and Lou reached around me and rubbed my nipples, tweaking and lightly pinching them. He ran his hands down bursa türbanlı escort my belly and to my cunt, spreading the lips with his fingers and slipping one finger onto my clit. I was already getting wet. My hips jerked slightly against his cock, making him grow harder, almost painfully harder. Sally ran her hand down to Lou’s and moved his finger so that she could massage my clit. Lou reached his hand down and tried to slip a finger in. From the position it didn’t work as he hoped so he pressed me down so I was bent over and slipped into two fingers into my cunt from behind. I gasped and my hair fell down I arched back in silky folds. Sally knelt on the floor and reached her hand underneath me, rubbing my clit. I moaned lightly at the sensations that were shooting through my body. I had two thick fingers fucking me and one soft one flicking and rubbing my clit. It was amazing. Then Sally turned around and put her head under me, bringing her mouth to my cunt. She latched on and started tonguing my clit.

“Oooh my god,” Sue moaned. This was even better.

Lou fingered me harder and faster and Sally was like a mad woman, licking my clit back and forth in long even strokes. I pumped my hips into Lou and at the same time tried to move on Sally’s mouth. Lou reached around and started pinching my nipples, hard, just the way I liked it when I am getting fucked.

I was gasping and felt tension building up inside me and for a split second was amazed at the fact that I was about to cum. I had never been able to cum so fast but with Sally licking my clit and Lou ramming his fingers in and out of my cunt it was overwhelming and all of a sudden a dam burst inside of me making me scream and writhe my hips against the fingers and mouth that were fucking me into a wild frenzy.

“Oooh yes…aaahhh…yes…yes…yes…fuck me…fuck me…. yes Lou go…go…. oooh fuck, ” I threw my head back and let out a loud scream and then suddenly my knees gave out and I fell across the bed. Sally moved to my right side and Lou to my left. I was gasping and shuddering from the impact of the orgasm. I had never been hit so hard and so fast with such feelings and it threw me. I was still moaning lightly because the feeling has lingered and it was like I could still feel the fingers fucking and the tongue licking.

I opened my eyes and saw Lou grinning down at me. I grabbed him and wrapped my hand around his cock. He let out a little noise of surprise. I smiled at him lovingly then ran my hand up and down his hard cock slowly with a hard grip. “Mmm handsome…I love this,” I murmured.

“Good.” He smiled.

I sat up and got behind him putting both of my hands on his cock. I held it out to Sally. “Look,” I demanded. Sally’s eyes glazed over and she lay on her belly, putting her mouth near his cock. She licked the tip and a bit of pre-cum came out. She licked that up quickly and then nipped at the head. Lou shot kestel escort back a little but Sally looked up at him, smiled and shook her head. Lou relaxed and Sally took the head of his cock into her mouth. She sucked on it and then took the entire thing into her mouth. Not an easy feat as Lou was perfectly endowed at seven inches.

Lou moaned as I laid him on his back. Sally started moving her mouth up and down on his cock, flicking her tongue along the shaft. She took his balls into her hand and massaged them as she started to go faster up and down on the cock. I moved over beside Sally and pushed her hands away bringing my mouth near Lou’s balls and flicking my tongue on them. Sally moved to Lou’s side so I could have better access and we both went to work. Lou was moaning and grabbing at both our hair when Sally stopped. I stopped as well. He stared at us.

“What the hell?”

Sally guided me onto my hands and knees again and pushed Lou towards me. “Fuck her,” she said. They had been the first words Sally had spoken since entering the apartment and they were filled with passion and fire.

Lou happily obliged and slid into my tight, wet cunt. My entire body was wracked with pleasure as his cock filled me and I moaned.

Then Sally slid underneath me so that her mouth was direct with my cunt and Sally’s cunt was direct with my mouth. She pushed her cunt into my mouth and started eating me out for the second time that evening. Sue looked down at the landing strip trimmed cunt in front of me. I licked around the lips and then took my fingers and parted the folds. A gleaming clit stood proudly in front of me and I could not wait to fuck it with my tongue. I wanted to make Sally feel like Sally had made me feel. I delved into Sally’s cunt and started licking her clit. Sally let out a little moan and I felt elated that I was able to elicit the sound from Sally. I continued to lick Sally’s cunt, although it got difficult to concentrate at times what with Lou fucking me, filling my cunt with his cock and Sally lapping at my sensitive clit. But I managed. I had never licked another cunt before but from the noises Sally was making I figured I had it down pretty good. I simply did what I knew that I myself enjoyed and that seemed to work rather well.

Soon we all were moaning and writhing our hips against each other. It was the hottest thing any of us had experienced and top that off with the sensations that were shooting through our bodies; we were soon all close to the peak of cumming. Sally was the first to cum. Her body tightened and she was mumbling incomprehensible words into my cunt, moaning and gasping while still trying to tongue fuck me. I felt a release of wetness on my chin and in my mouth and was surprised to feel and taste that Sally had actually ejaculated. I had heard of it happening to women but never actually knew it could happen. I was pleased to feel the wetness fill my mouth and dribble down my chin. Immediately after, Lou and I started cumming at the same time. I could feel Lou’s cum shooting inside my body and he could feel my cunt muscles contracting on his cock. We were both moaning and writhing against each other and soon we all fell into an exhausted, sweaty heap on the bed.

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