Friday Night in San Francisco

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No, this isn’t about the seminal DiMeola-McLaughlin-DeLucia performance. This is the true story of how I was simply destroyed last night by a perfectly amazing woman.

Unlike most of my longer stories, this one is almost just a bit of an aside. It’s nothing more than an e-mail I sent to a friend of mine here at Lit who calls himself EldridgeinOO. He’s the author of “Conflicted,” one of this site’s most popular series.

I simply had to write down my thoughts on what happened last night, though I really wasn’t intending on submitting something this short as a story. The thing is, after I also sent this same e-mail to another friend – a perpetually wet and fiery vixen from Canada named Anna – I was given a stern warning that she would hunt me down and slap me silly if I didn’t post it here.

Because I would prefer my hot-blooded redheaded friend to keep reading my stories and adding her comments, including helping with editing on all my other stories, I decided not to tempt her into roughing me up.

So while I continue with the break I’m taking from “Everyone Loves My Ass,” along with any attempt to follow up “Summer Voodoo,” I give you this unexpected little bonus piece.

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Okay, so I spent the whole day and night yesterday doing guitar-related things in San Francisco. I also saw that 2012 movie.

“Disaster porn” is right. Jesus, what a ridiculous movie. It was marginally passable, as long as you left your brain in the car before entering the theater. I guess John Cusack just wanted a big payday. Definitely, the movie will sate anyone’s lust for ‘HUGE STUFF!!’ and stupid chase scenes, only with Disaster being the bad guy doing all the chasing in this one.

None of that matters, though. What matters is what I witnessed at the end of the night, when I went to my blues club. I’m still obsessing over what I saw there. Jesus, I’m nearly suicidal again over it.

I went to see this guy…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9BLsUxic4qY

…at my favorite blues club on the wharf, Lou’s Pier 47. (The video is from another club in San Francisco called The Saloon.) The place was packed. Standing room only. It’s a small place, though, with not even a hundred-person capacity.

I sort of know that guy, Daniel Castro. We always shoot the shit about guitar gear, and his bass player, Glade Rasmussen, used to be my guitar tech. Anyway, as Daniel was setting everything up, he saw me in the crowd and came over to say hello, then we spent a few minutes talking about the latest additions to his stage rig.

The Chicago Bears were in town, having played the Niners the night before, so the wharf area was just crawling last night with Bears fans who flew out to watch their team. The bar had about twenty of ’em, all decked out in Bears gear.

As we were talking, here came a couple of Bears fans, a man and a woman, who apparently knew Daniel. They said hello, and he introduced me to them. The woman’s name was Danielle, which was a long-running joke between them, the Daniel-Danielle thing. She was covered head to toe in cold-weather Bears gear. Danielle was stunningly beautiful, and at least fifteen to twenty years younger than the guy she was with, who looked to be in his mid-forties. She was probably in her mid-twenties. No more than thirty. All I could see was her face, but it was obvious that she was slim. She looked just like Kate Beckinsale, with maybe a little Alyssa Milano Manavgat Escort mixed in, mainly in the fullness of her mouth.

She was just gorgeous. I mean heartbreakingly beautiful. I could barely take my eyes off her, especially once she slipped off her cold-weather gear.

Yep, I was a goner. Hidden beneath her knee-length Bears coat was sheer perfection. She was wearing heels and jeans; old, beat up, threadbare jeans. They fit her well, but they were sort of loosely hanging on her. You know how a slim girl’s jeans will gap over her stomach and around her hips? As she moves from side to side, you just want to slide your hands inside those gaps? She had that. In her heels she was tall, about 5’10”. Her top had a large rectangle cutaway over her chest and shoulders. It was basically just a no-big-deal, long-sleeved gray shirt which exposed her shoulders and upper chest. She was obviously wearing a black bra, and she had perfectly proportioned B-cup tits. Maybe they were big enough to be small C’s. They weren’t overly large, and with every inch of her being so slender and graceful – christ, her sharp cheeks and full mouth were so captivating – her medium-small breasts were just a perfect fit for her.

Like a ballerina, she was tight, slim and elegant, with a classically beautiful face. She had incredibly shiny chestnut brown hair, which had an unnerving way of dancing on her shoulders.

She was truly the most beautiful woman I’ve seen in the last few years. You should have seen her smile. It hurt to see it. Seriously, it literally hurt.

Once the show started, she and her guy took a seat in the center of the crowd. They were smack-dab in the middle. The place has their main floor where the stage and small dance area are located, along with seating for about thirty. Behind that section is a slightly raised area with additional seating, which is separated from the first section by a brass railing.

Danielle’s guy took a seat towards the back of the main floor area, against the brass railing. All around him were a bunch of his Bears buddies. Rather than take one of the seats, Danielle let one of her friends – a cute but slightly chunky blonde – have the only available seat. With a smoky little grin Danielle simply slid up into the lap of her guy.

They settled in for the first song, and I turned to watch the set, checking on Danielle every so often. I was standing to her right, about ten feet away.

After the first song, she began doing that gorgeous thing women do when listening to music they really like. You know what I’m talking about, when a woman sits up in her seat, hands on her knees, arms straight, shoulders pulled back, and begins dancing her shoulders. It’s such a beguiling sight, the way her perfect posture and playful movements make her breasts stand out so proudly.

Danielle began doing that, and what really piqued my interest was the way she kept stealing glances down at her chest. She was subtly moving her shoulders and checking out her own breasts.

It was like she was just warming up.

Her guy was leaning back in his chair, seemingly trying not to touch her. I turned to watch the show, though it was only a few moments later when she again caught my attention. She was pulling her blonde friend to the dance floor, and they brushed right in front of me. As they moved by me, Danielle pressed her ass against the front of my pants. Looking Escort Manavgat over her shoulder, she gave me the sexiest little smirk.

Her hair smelled like chocolate.

She began dancing with her friend, and it wasn’t but maybe thirty seconds before she was dancing really provocatively. Bending at the waist, she slithered down to take hold of her ankles, then she slowly trailed her hands up her legs while rotating her ass as she slithered back up again. She started dirty dancing with her friend, and if you can imagine a seductively smiling ballerina who looked like Kate Beckinsale with her arms raised high, her head thrown back in sexy laughter as she pressed her pussy up and down her friend’s thigh, that was Danielle.

She was just outstanding.

When the song ended, she and her friend returned to their seats. The place was really packed, so people had to move just to let them wedge on by.

Sitting back down in her guy’s lap, she did some of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen a woman pull off in public, at least since Angelina. When Castro went into that slinky guitar riff intro to that song I linked you to, “Got My Mojo Working,” she performed a wicked lap dance for her guy. Leaning back and stretching out in his lap, she was doing that little shoulder-dance thing while grinding her ass against him.

With the way she was moving on him, her guy eventually had to put his hands on her. He simply had nowhere else to put them. When she leaned back into him, nuzzling her face to his ear, he gently grasped her slender hips, which inspired her to dance even more hotly in his lap.

Once the song kicked into gear following the guitar intro – which you can hear in the video, with the drummer joining in – that’s when she really went for it. Right in the middle of all her friends, in a crowded bar, she began writhing in his lap. I mean seriously writhing. She was running her hands all over her body, and fuck almighty but it was so hot when she started pulling up her shirt to run them onto her bare stomach, which was truly a work of art. She turned to straddle him, then she gave him a full-on lap dance. She was pooching her ass out, making her loose jeans gap beautifully over her slender waist. Taking the guy’s hands, she placed one on her hip and the other on her ass as she moved in his lap. She was doing it so slowly, so sensually…it was just fucking amazing.

She turned to face away from him, standing between his legs. She moved her ass in circles against his chest, and again she reached down to slide her hands beneath her top, pulling it up nearly to her breasts while running her fingertips all over her waist, sides and stomach.

Everything was done sloooooowly…such a polished tease. She was giving the sexiest performance I’ve ever seen – she was also the only stick-a-fork-in-your-thigh gorgeous woman there – so it seemed totally crazy to me that hardly anyone was paying attention to her! A few guys standing near me were occasionally glancing her way, but that was about it. Besides sporting a bemused little smile, even the guy whose lap she was in was barely paying her any attention, and he seemed reluctant to touch her.

Standing sideways to him, she began writhing between his legs until finally his hands went to her upper thighs, tentatively sliding onto her ass. Grinning, she arched her back, sexily wiggling her hips when he slipped his hand between Manavgat Escort bayan her legs to cup her pussy.

After he’d caressed between her legs for a few moments, she twisted down into his lap, never ceasing in her slow, sexy writhing. Again, the guys sitting on the other side of the brass railing directly behind them barely paid her any attention. She leaned back, and one of the girls above the railing reached down to clasp hands with her as she continued doing those maddening undulations all over her guy.

Once the song was over, she got up and went to the restroom. When she returned a few moments later, it was obvious that she’d removed her bra. Her nipples were wildly erect in her thin gray top, and her breasts were dancing hypnotically as she strutted in her heels.

Upon her return to the guy’s lap, she became noticeably more aggressive in all her movements. Raising her arms above her head as she arched her flawless back, she literally climbed up the guy’s body and pressed her sculpted stomach to his face. She reached down and slid her hands up her waist, raising her silky top all the way to where her bra strap would have been, while smothering the guy’s face with her breasts.

Turning again to lay on him facing up, she stretched out lengthwise down his body. Writhing more intensely, she lifted her shirt to the bottom of her breasts, offering a peek at the beginning curves, but no more. She just kept her hands there, trailing them all over her stomach and onto her thin top where she teased her breasts with her fingertips before firmly taking them in her hands. Squeezing her gorgeous mounds together and gently pinching her nipples, she let out a small moan. Her cherry mouth parted, then she bit her lip as she slid a hand over her bare stomach, down her thighs and between her legs. Arching her back, she rubbed her pussy with one hand while caressing her breast with the other, and she never stopped grinding her ass in her guy’s lap.

The entire time, she wore an enigmatic yet incredibly sexy little grin. It was like a Mona Lisa smile, and it never left her face.

After a solid half-hour of constant writhing and touching herself, she suddenly just stopped. Without a word being spoken, her guy draped her coat over her shoulders, then their group all got up and left.

It was the most remarkable thing I’ve ever seen.

Walking back to my car, all I could think about was Danielle – her hair, her skin, her smile, her voice, her scent – and her amazing performance in that bar. When I reached the sand, I sat down and just stared out at the moonlit ocean.

I wanted to fucking die. She was perfect…a perfect woman.

I was obsessed with her.

During the long ride home, well after midnight, I barely paid attention to my driving. I wasn’t even there. I was replaying every single thing she did; every mouthwatering movement of her insanely sexy body, every lusting look on her impossibly gorgeous face…everything. She had me completely spellbound. The only thing I remember about the trip home was my constant thought of driving my car into the ocean. I don’t recall the lefts and rights I made to get from the wharf onto the Bay Bridge, nor do I recall stopping at the tollbooth on I-80. I must have been on auto-pilot, like a zombie.

All I knew was longing and despair. It was Angelina all over again. I couldn’t have her, and I wanted to die. I don’t even recall climbing into bed, I was so numb from the aching.

I can’t stop thinking about her.

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Surprisingly Jason woke before dawn. He needed to get caught up on school work so he quickly showered, dressed, and set to work. He studied for several hours before his first class. Jason also placed a call to Mr. Caulfield after checking the log book and not finding anyone claiming more than three cherries in a weekend. He got a recording and left a message.

The week started normally and by Wednesday everything seemed very routine again. Jason ran into Ariel and planned another date with her for Friday. The Princeton Playhouse was starting a new play so they planned to go there. Saturday was another frat party so he wanted to keep that date open.

Work was uneventful Monday and Tuesday with still no news of a replacement for Dr. Jenny. She told Jason she was beginning to suspect the college president wasn’t being aggressive enough finding her replacement, hoping she would stay longer. She planned to speak with him about that as she still wanted to leave after the fall semester ended.

On Wednesday a new freshman girl came in alone. She needed to have a chart made up and Jason took down her information. Her name was Stephanie Rogers and she was still eighteen. As Jason asked her questions, he thought she had a cute face, nice smile, and a pleasant manner but she was several pounds overweight.

Stephanie was in with Dr. Jenny for only about fifteen minutes. She emerged with Dr. Jenny and Jason noticed she had a prescription as many patients did. Stephanie said good-bye to Jason and gave him a surprisingly warm smile. He said good-bye and then took the additional chart information from Dr. Jenny. As he typed in the new data he realized that Stephanie had seen the doctor for diet pills. Apparently she had convinced Dr. Jenny, not normally one to quickly agree to prescribe them, to do so in this case. The chart also showed the asterisk Jason always checked for indicating that Stephanie was a virgin still.

Thursday was uneventful but Friday Jason ran into both Claire and Caitlin at separate times between classes. Both seemed interested in dates but instead Jason invited them to Saturday’s party at the frat. Even though it was mostly a pledge party, the women acted fine with that suggestion and each offered to bring their roommates. Jason immediately had visions of a repeat performance with Claire and Kim. Those thoughts made his young cock stir as he walked from his last class to work.

Just before closing time at the infirmary and before he could leave for his date with Ariel, two new women, both freshmen, entered the office. Jason prepared their charts as usual. Candace and Meghan were roommates and apparently caught the same cold. Neither was especially attractive but Candace had a smokin’ hot body and Meghan had long red hair down her back to her nice tight ass. She had freckles all over too.

When they had left, Jason quickly posted their additional information from Dr. Jenny. He was in a hurry but still took note they were both virgins. He thought badly of himself for doing it, but he had taken to writing the known virgins down on a note paper in his wallet. He kept names, age, and room location in his little virgin status log.

Jason picked up Ariel at six-thirty as planned. They drove to the playhouse with Ariel seated sideways and talking non-stop about her week. As she talked, Jason listened intently but also focused on the beautiful Asian girl. His mind kept replaying their last date when they had spent the night in a hotel. He had popped her cherry after great oral sex. She had proven to be submissive and encouraged him to be her new master. He smiled at her now as they drove, but his happy thoughts were really about what he hoped to do to her tonight, if his plan worked.

The play was interesting but Ariel seemed to like it more than he did. As they were leaving, he boldly suggested the hotel again, to which Ariel readily agreed. He surprised her by retrieving a bag from the trunk of the Camry before they entered the hotel. Jason paid for the room using the expense account money.

Once in the room, Ariel seemed to take on a whole new persona. Jason had hoped that was the case and she readily complied when he told her to strip naked. He admired the beautiful Asian submissive and her fantastic body as she stripped.

“Get on the bed spread eagle,” Jason commanded when she was fully naked.

“Yes, master,” Ariel said, with even a glint of joy in her voice.

Jason then opened the bag, producing several lengths of cord. He proceeded to tie off Ariel’s arms and legs to the bedposts he had remembered from the previous room. Ariel watched with rapt interest and curiosity as he tied her. Jason could tell she wanted to ask what he intended but held back. Soon he had her securely tied and unable to move her arms and legs much. She was completely at his disposal.

“I’ll be right back,” Jason said, grabbing the ice bucket.

Ariel looked at him, showing slight worry he might leave her there to be found naked by some hotel employee. ‘She looks almost relieved,’ he decided, when Side escort he returned with the bucket full of ice.

Jason stripped completely and climbed onto the bed alongside Ariel. He looked at Ariel’s face and could tell she was dying to ask what he intended but held back like a good submissive.

“Have you been anxiously awaiting our next meeting, slave?” Jason questioned.

“Yes, sir,” Ariel said. “I could think of little else all week. How you took your slave’s virginity and fucked her so good with your big cock.”

“Are you ready for me to do what I please with you again?” Jason asked.

“Definitely, sir,” Ariel claimed.

Jason caressed Ariel’s already stiff light brown right nipple. The cute bud was crinkled tight. She was hot and probably not from the warm room, but instead from her arousal of what Jason might have planned. He next checked her pussy and she was already getting moist there too. He ran his long finger up and down the pouty shaved lips of her slit, drawing soft moans from her.

When he was sure Ariel was aroused enough, he got up on all fours over her. He kissed her and she returned each with such ardor, he was surprised at first. ‘This girl must love being used,’ Jason realized.

He kissed down to her nipples, taking each one into his mouth in turn. Ariel moaned loudly as he worked her nipples. She thrashed and giggled a bit as he kissed lower. He learned she was ticklish and decided to tease her. He tickled under her arms and around her sides, making her laugh and shriek and pull on the ropes in a vain effort to escape. He didn’t push it too far but drove her wild enough all the same.

By the time Jason arrived at Ariel’s pussy, she was panting from laughing and wet from desire. She squealed like a little girl when he spread her labia and licked her gash from top to bottom. He avoided her clit for now but not her hole and buried his tongue repeatedly in her cunt. She groaned loudly as he ate her pussy. He pushed her close to orgasm once but held back, making her growl with lust and need.

“Does slave want to cum?” Jason asked, with amusement in his voice.

“Yes, master! Very much! Please, master. Let your slave cum,” Ariel pleaded.

“Not yet, little one,” Jason answered.

He reached for the ice bucket and grabbed several cubes. He dropped one on Ariel’s navel and she shook and howled as the icy cold caressed the skin of her taut belly.

“Oh, shit, master!”Ariel howled. “It’s so cold.”

“That’s nothing yet,” Jason mused, making her moan.

He left the cube to melt in her bellybutton and proceeded to touch one to her right nipple. Ariel shrieked a bit too loud.

“Oh, geez, sir” Ariel growled, breathing in huge gasps of air as the cold tortured her super sensitive nipple.

He touched her other nipple too with the ice.

“Oh, fuck, master, please!” Ariel screamed, a bit too loud for Jason’s liking.

He didn’t want the neighbors to hear or think he was torturing someone, yet he didn’t stop either. He instead shifted back to the other nipple causing Ariel to arch off the bed and thrash about. She fought to get away from the icy chill but to no avail. He played around the stiff nipple till it was cold and wet. Next he moved lower. Ariel watched, realized what his next focal point was, and begged him not to.

“Not there, master! Please … your slave will die.”

Jason didn’t listen. He took another ice cube and ran it along her inner thigh. Ariel growled and fought against the ropes to move away. Her bindings gave her little room for retreat. Jason shifted to the other inner leg and wet the surface there too with icy cold.

“Oh, damn,” Ariel proclaimed but she still wasn’t ready for his next move.

Jason pushed a cube between her labia. He had never done this to a woman before and wondered if he had gone too far with her reaction. Ariel screamed way too loud and thrashed around on the bed like she had been hit with an electrical jolt. Jason immediately removed the ice cube, not wanting her to scream again. The water from the melted cube at her belly button ran across her spasming tummy and down one side.

“Ariel, don’t scream,” Jason commanded.

“Sorry, master. I’ll try not to but it’s so cold,” she exclaimed.

Jason tested her to see if she could hold back by reinserting the cube. Ariel bit her lower lip and grunted loudly but didn’t scream. Her shivering body movements though told the story of her icy discomfort.

Jason removed the cube and popped it into his mouth. It had a slight taste of her. He rolled the cold cube around in his mouth getting a slight feel for what Ariel must be feeling, but tenfold. He waited till his mouth had melted most of the cube and his tongue was chilled. He then leaned down and proceeded to lick her thighs and into her cunt.

“Oh, shit,” Ariel protested.

Jason ran his tongue along her pussy and into her cunt hole. He worked her till the cube was completely dissolved and his mouth warmed. He looked up at Ariel and her eyes were closed. Escort side He decided it was time to push her over the edge. He ran his tongue up her pussy and used his fingers to spread her open. His tongue found her excited clit and teased it like a kid licking an ice cream cone.

Ariel grunted and wiggled her ass on the bed, as Jason probed her sex and sucked her clit. He pushed a finger into her cunt, no longer feeling any obstruction like before. The combination of all the stimulation with the ice and his earlier tongue pleasures quickly pushed her back up her climatic ladder. Just before she peaked, Jason pushed a second finger into Ariel’s cunt and felt for her g-spot. He hit it just as she crested.

“Oh, shit, master!” Ariel yelled. “God, I’m cumming!”

Jason continued his assault on her aroused sex until she stopped shaking and moaning. He could feel her come down and eased off. His face was soaked with her juices. He glanced up at her, as she panted. He wiped his face with his hand, still feeling the cold of the ice.

“Wow … that was good, master,” Ariel gasped.

“Glad you liked it, slave,” Jason stated. “But we’re not done, yet.”

“Oh, god,” Ariel crowed.

Jason climbed up Ariel’s body until his legs were pinning her arms to the bed. He held her down but not with his full weight. Next he positioned his semi-hard cock over her mouth and ran it across her lips. Ariel looked up at him with equal lust and let her tongue flick out to taste him. Jason teased his cock around her mouth and rubbed himself on her cheeks and across her eyes.

He dropped his balls into her mouth and let her suck and lick them for awhile. She took each one into her mouth as he fed them to her. They were soaked with her saliva when he backed up again and playfully slapped her face with his stiffening huge cock. Her mouth was open and her tongue out and he slapped that too. She smiled but her eyes pleaded with him to feed her his cock. She tried in vain to capture the large cockhead in her mouth.

Jason finally gave in and positioned his cockhead at her mouth. Ariel greedily licked it, wetting the end, and tried to raise her head to swallow his knob. Jason leaned down letting her have it. She anxiously sucked it in to give back some of the pleasure he had given her. Despite the seeming torture of being tied, and with the ice, she was turned on more than she could ever remember. She would have done anything for him at that moment including rimming his ass if he wanted.

Jason let her suck him until her talented mouth had him fully hard and needing more. This was not a great blowjob position for her. He could have fucked her mouth if he wanted and Ariel would have let him, but Jason wanted more. He wanted into that incredibly tight, near virgin, cunt hole he had fucked for the first time just a week ago. Ariel groaned her disappointment when he pulled back, extracting his big cockhead from her mouth. He couldn’t wait any longer to fuck her again.

He shifted on the bed again, this time inching down her body and aligning his stiff cock at her waiting hole. Ariel’s eyes trailed his approach to her cunt and then looked up at him and bored into his soul. She wanted this every bit as much as he did. She couldn’t wait to feel that huge monster inside her once more, stretching her vagina to incredible limits and filling her completely. It was a new feeling but one she remembered well from the last time. Ariel moaned when she felt him push the head of his cock into her aroused pussy. He hesitated briefly at the entrance and then shoved forward. She grunted as the big cock spread her eager snatch and buried several inches deep.

“Oh, fuck,” Ariel moaned loudly as Jason pushed again. “God, you feel so freakin’ huge inside me.”

“You’re tight too, babe,” Jason said, slipping a bit from the master and submissive roles.

“Give it all to me, sir,” Ariel said, bringing them back.

“Take this, slave,” Jason replied and shoved forward hard.

His cockhead drilled into her cunt and banged up against her cervix making Ariel grunt aloud. Jason didn’t wait for her to adjust to the complete feeling of fullness his cock provided. He pulled back and fucked forward.

“Oh, shit,” Ariel groaned.

“Like it, bitch,” Jason barked.

“Yes, master. Fuck your little whore,” Ariel entreated.

“Take this, cunt,” Jason declared and shoved hard again into her.

“Ungh … ” was all Ariel could manage in response.

Jason was in need of cumming. His balls were already churning and getting ready to explode. He wanted to just fuck her until he came but somehow willed himself to seek her release first. He slowed to give himself time to relax and just worked the head of his cock inside her tight tunnel. Any movement felt delicious to Ariel and she moved closer to her own orgasm.

Ariel had gone on the pill, she had whispered to him in the playhouse. It was partially why he had felt confident to suggest the hotel right away as they left the theater. Now, not needing to worry, Side escort bayan Jason picked up speed again. He planned to flood her insides with his seed as soon as she climaxed. He didn’t have long to wait.

“Oh, geez,” Ariel crooned. “I’m almost there. Fuck me harder, master.”

Jason did just that. His cock was like a blur now as it pounded into her tight orifice. Her sweet pussy gripped him like a velvet glove. Jason continued to pump his cock into her as sweat began to form on both their bodies. Seconds later, Ariel peaked and arched off the bed in her orgasmic bliss, pushing her pussy harder into his thrusts.

“Fuck!” she growled. “Ahhh … “

Jason felt the increased heat and wetness as her pussy juices bathed his cock. It was the last straw and he exploded inside her. His cum jettisoned from his cock hole in flashes of heat and copious volume. All the sex lately had reduced his desire to masturbate during the week and he had saved up a good load for Ariel. She felt the intensity of his orgasm and it prolonged her own wonderful sensations. She moaned beneath him, accepting his sperm into her willing body.

“God … that was wonderful, sir,” Ariel praised, after Jason rolled off her and they had partially caught their breath.

“It sure was, slave. You’re a marvelous slave,” Jason offered.

“Thank you, master,” Ariel gleefully answered.

“But you’re not done,” he said, tickling her until she begged for relief.

The ropes were beginning to leave marks on Ariel’s wrists but Jason didn’t notice and Ariel didn’t say anything either. Jason crouched above her and moved so his cock once more was in line with her mouth. It was still very wet from their combined fluids. Streams of white cum were evident and his groin smelled of recent sex. He seemed not to care as he fed it to her.

“Suck it, slave. Get it hard again for your master so I can fuck your worthless pussy,” Jason said, surprising even himself with his character playing.

He was taking to this master and slave role like he was meant for it. Ariel also seemed more than willing to oblige any of his indulgences. More so, she was even more turned on by his dirty and explicit actions. He sensed he had not even come close yet to pushing her to the limit of what she would willingly do for him.

Jason let Ariel clean his cock of their combined excretions with her tongue and mouth. It took her a long time to get his cock fully hard again after the intensity of his last orgasm. When she did, he removed his cock from her mouth with a pop, and proceeded to fuck her again. He brought her to at least four mind-blowing orgasms before he finally deposited another healthy dose of cum into her now stretched and sore pussy.

When Jason rolled off Ariel, sweating and gasping for air, he glanced over at her. Ariel’s eyes were closed and she lay still. If not for the sweat on her body and also her heavy breathing, he would have thought her asleep and dreaming, from the contented and almost angelic look on her cute Asian face. ‘God, I can see myself getting addicted to fucking this oriental beauty,’ Jason believed.

Jason finally untied Ariel and they both gasped at the rope burns on her wrists. They were only superficial but would still be noticeable for a day or two. Jason stated if they ever did this again he would have to come up with a better plan. Ariel said it was okay. She didn’t mind, just didn’t want anyone else to see.

They ordered a bite to eat from room service, watched some TV and then showered together. Despite all the sex, Jason became hard again in the shower from Ariel’s near constant fondling and washing of his big dick. She sat on the seat in the shower stall and sucked on him for a while as he stood beneath the warm water. They eventually switched spots and he fucked her in the ass.

It was their first anal sex together but not her first time, yet his cock was the biggest she had ever taken in her back hole. They had elected for anal sex because her pussy was sore from the double fucking and multiple orgasms. Jason managed to get Ariel off by rubbing her clit and slowly fucking her ass. Her back chute was even tighter than her cunt and it seemed to suck the cum from Jason’s balls. He howled and she groaned when he finally deposited his cum deep in her bowel. They remained in the shower long enough to watch the cum run out of her asshole and for her to soap up again.

When they went to sleep, both were out in no time. Exhausted physically and sexually, they slept together like long-term lovers. Jason was on his side holding her, arm across her supple breasts with Ariel was curled up in front of him. In the morning, she woke him with a long sensual blowjob. She swallowed his cum like a dutiful slave.

Jason dropped Ariel back at the dorm. They talked about getting together real soon but no date was set. Jason knew Ariel was hoping he would move their dates to more than once a weekend, but she waited for him to make the offer, though she did, through her actions, make him know she wanted it. He was still worn out from the night before and the morning blowjob. All he could think about was more sleep, work he had to do, and getting ready for the party. He thought about inviting Ariel but then backed off as he already had both Caitlin and Claire coming.

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This is a true story.

My cousin and I have never been close since we grew up living very far from each other. At the time he was 20 and I was 19. Everything started when we started texting after he told me he would be moving considerable closer to me. In all the texting we grew very close, but nothing more than friendship grew out of it yet.

One weekend we invited him to sleep over by our house to give us an opportunity to spend some more time together and show him around. We had a lot of fun during the day, going to the beach, drinking on St. Patrick’s Day, during the day I could feel a little bit of sexual tension creeping up, but nothing to major. That evening my cousin, my brother and I went out clubbing with some friends. The alcohol was flowing and we got flirtier as the night went by. I would ever so seductively stroke his ass or his body when none of our friends could see. I struggled to keep control of myself.

As we didn’t have a guest bedroom, I got out a mattress for him, which we put in my room since there was no space in my brothers room. Luckily my parents didn’t mind since he was family. My brother went to bed and my cousin went to sit on his mattress. I was unbelievable turned on, and took my clothes off in front of him to tease him, Escort bayan and put on my nighties. I was looking for any excuse to get him close enough to me, and my heart was racing. I told him he can come plug in him cell phone to charge next to my bed. When he came to stand next to me I looked up at him, put my hand around his neck and pulled his lips in for a kiss. He responded by kissing me hard while our breathing became wilder. I pulled him onto the bed on top of me while we were still kissing. He broke the kiss and looked at me with lust in his eyes. He removed my top and lightly but my neck as he cupped my c-cup breasts in his hands. I moaned lightly to try and not wake the rest of the house. I climbed on top of him and removed his shirt; I kissed his neck and gave him several love bites in his neck while my hips moved up and down over his growing erection.

His hands were all over my body, stroking my back and breasts and later pushing me down harder on his cock. We were both incredibly turned on but couldn’t risk anything because of my parents. I moved back to his lips and kissed him, my tongue pressing through his lips to his waiting tongue, we kiss each other playfully and passionately for a while before I start kissing down his body. I kiss him Bayan escort all over, slowly and passionately, not wanting to miss one bit. I spread his legs and kneel between them. My fingers start prying the buttons of the pants loose while I kiss right above it. I slowly unzip his pants and pull it all the way down, taking his jockey along with it.

His penis is erect and I waste no time taking it in my hand and start to rub his member up and down. He relaxes his body and waits for what’s more to come. I start moving my hand faster and stroking him harder for a while until I decide it’s time for some more teasing. I take his penis firmly in my hand and softly lick the tip. I move it around, licking the head and the base to get it nice and lubricated. I finally give in to his begging and taking his penis in my mouth. I start moving slowly with my head, getting used to his size. Whilst I’m increasing my spread I try to take in as much of his cock in my mouth as I can take.

After a while of rhythmically pumping his cock with my hand and mouth he warns me that he is going to cum, this only fuels my lust and I increase my speed and suck harder and harder on his penis. He started pumping his cum load after load into my mouth, when he had filled my mouth I swallowed Escort and licked his penis clean. He pulled me up to him and kissed me hard before he turned me on my back and pinned me to the bed. He kissed me hard while his one hand was pulling forcefully at my hot pants to get it off. He spread my legs stroking them for a while until he inserted one finger into me. I was so wet so it slid right it. He started pumping me fast; I could feel his erection growing again. After a while he slid in a second finger and moved in and out even harder and faster. My moaning grew louder and he knew my orgasm was getting close.

He pulled his fingers out and licked them clean. He positioned himself between my legs and started circulating my pussy with his tongue. I could barely take it, I wanted him so bad. He started licking my clit, playing with it and sucking at it. He again inserted one finger and kept a slow rhythm while fingering me. He knew exactly how to get me off and within minutes I was clutching at his head and bucking my hips up and down before I was over whelmed with wave after wave of an amazing orgasm… After I got down from my high he removed his finger and licked my pussy clean. We were both hot and out of breath when he moved back up towards me. We both wanted to fuck so badly. He pressed his erection against my slit while me made out one last time before he got into his own bed.

This is the end of Part One. Part two to follow shortly; please feel free to leave any criticism.

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Chris POV

Scarlett shifts, winces as my nails digs hard into her spine. I can sense her heart thudding in my chest. The sheet attach to her lower body is moving; that tells me how badly she’s shaking.

I raise her chin with my fingers and see tears gathering in her optics. She was experiencing trouble sleeping and so was I.

We endured a rough night at the party and what transpired is clearly getting to her and to me.

“Are you ok?” I ask, sitting on the bed, eyes longingly fixated on her naked body damp with glistening oil and a little perspiration.

“No,” she bites her lip, pushing her curly, full—luxurious hair, out of her face as she observes me.

I watch her too, with an intense yet fiery heat. She lied—omitted the truth, that she and Thorne.

That:

Piece

Of

Fucking

Shit!

Had fuck her, possibly raped her. I’m not mad, I’m irate.

She fucking lied! And, I’m conceiving a thousand and one things to do, to her sweet young body as punishment.

A body that’s curvy—thick and delicate, with a firm hint of muscle in her stomach, just above her tiny, almost hairless little cunt.

I own her. I own her breasts, her hips, her glistening lips, both on her innocent face and in that spot between her legs where she will earn her worth.

“You and Thorne?” My eyebrow raises.

“I know you said not to talk to anyone, let anyone Thorne or let him touch me, but—,”She pauses, her watery eyes lowering away from mine.

“You disobeyed me, Scarlett. What was your order?”

She shivers against me. Her skin is tender, like a hot oven and I can feel my cock rising and pushing hard inside my boxers.

“I was ordered to stay away from him. Not have him touch me or talk to me,” her teeth grazes her lower lip.

“Then you remembered. I’d hoped you’d simply forgotten.” The sheet falls off her body and my eyes take in her breasts; round and firm, with big chocolate nipples already hard.

“Who owns you Scarlett? Me or Thorne?”

She jumps as my hand nears her face, then it drops back down to her pussy, I wonder if I should stroke or slap it. I brush a finger lightly over her mound instead, as I pull her to me, grazing my fingers over her pussy.

“I, er,” she grits her teeth with lust. She recognizes the answer I need to hear.

She lied about her and Thorne relationship for months. She’s afraid to tell me that, that asshole was the first to be inside her, hence she’ll probably lie to please me. Or she could tell the truth because NO one lies to Chris.

“Tell me who owns you?”

“Chris.” She etches defiantly, knowing that’s what I hope to hear. “Chris Holmes owns me. Mind, body, soul and spirit. He controls when I eat, when I sleep, when I fuck, and if I get to live. And if there is ever a day when I refuse him, he would not hesitate, nor even blink, to destroy me.”

My body tenses against her, shaking and seething with anger as she’d fed me more or less bullshit. When my eyes meet hers, she’s paralyzed with fear. I’m virtually positive that she’d never seen that much rage on my face. She should have told the truth, she should have—

“Why are you lying to me? I demand, voice quiet. Calmer than I intended. It’s terrifying though, “my little blackberry is lying,” I jerk her face to mine, our noses touching.

My jaw clenches and I’m sure Scar can feel my eyes scouring, flitting with fury.

“I’m sorry I won’t speak to him ever again. Let’s—let’s just forget about last night,” she says much, much quieter, but I brush aside the plea that rises in her articulation.

“Do you think I care?” I ask pulling her to her feet, striking down the sheet to the floor.

She can tell that I’m furious; my body is emitting off pent-up fury.

I detest the fact that his hand touches her, I also hate the fact that she allowed him to be her first. Thorne fucking Scarlett before we knew each other existed doesn’t sit well with me.

I know that he’ll be trouble if I don’t remind Scar who the fuck is in charge.

Tonight will be the night I’m gonna lose all self control.

Tonight will be the night she meets the side of Chris Holmes that the entire Staff is terrified of. They are frightened and reverent of me, Code Holmes Enterprise owns personal God of pain in the mortal flesh.

“Tell me, little lady. Is there something going on between you and Thorne that I should know about?”

“No.” She breathes hard as her body sags in relief. I imagine my little glimpse of nodding had her feeling like she can breathe.

“Scar,” I state as I work my finger into her tight little hole, and then deeper as she pants. She wasn’t wet, not yet. She’s afraid; afraid of being hurt. Afraid that she’d lost any favor she had with me.

“You like that?” I inquire, knowing damn well that she does. I pull my finger away and wipe the little glistening liquid I could conjure on her face.

“I like it very much.” My little firecracker responds, finally getting Escort bayan wet as I return my finger back between the furrows of her pussy. Her little pink tongue darts over her top lip as she regards me with heavy lidded eyes.

“Get on your knees, lean backwards, open your mouth,” I command.

She obeys and drops to her knees at my feet, her breasts sway as she pants.

I look down at her, as she kneels, shaking on the pit floor.

Her skin is freshly lotion so it would be supple and soft under my hands, and cane or whip had I possessed a supply of them. Her hair is loose, curling softly around her face.

She trembles, from both cold and fear as my cock nears her face.

Should I punish her, with my tool because of how angry I am with her? I ask myself as I rub my hand up on down the shaft.

Scarlett tries to keep her eyes train on the floor. I observe as she acts like she wasn’t watching me, and I pretend like I didn’t notice. This is one of her disobedient acts that infuriates me.

She drops her eyes as I remove my boxer and moves closer in front of her. My cock is hard, long and thick and curl slightly to the left, bigger than any cock she’ll ever have. Even far bigger than Thorne. I’m cocky and confident like that.

“Place it in your mouth,” I grit.

She laps up her lips sensuously. She’ll obey, because she craves it.

I realize her sudden enthusiasm is because she thinks this is not her punishment. It’s adorable.

I lead her by the hair, and guide her head to my pole. She opens her mouth and I slam my cock hard down her throat. I view every bit of my flesh disappearing as my cock throbs between her pretty little lips.

Even though she’s on her knees, she unfolds her legs wide open taking my cock deep into her throat. I hear her softly moaning as she accepts it all, hardly taking time to breathe. Her hips rock in pleasure as her mouth hits my pelvis. My sweet little firecracker had swallow the whole thing, bobbing her head backward and forth, and fucks my cock with her throat in quick strokes.

Her round ass is up in the air, her hips rocking back and forth and her strangle, muffle cries carries over the ocean waves as my cock pounds into her little open mouth.

Scarlett sucks my dick like she was born to do it. Her cheeks flush, eyes half-folded. She sucks hard, her little brown cheeks hollowing and her tongue working fast little circles along the bottom of my shaft even as she chokes; she enjoys it. She enjoys getting her face fuck in a room fit for a king and queen, love that she’s being punished, that she was desirous.

I wondered if she’s ever allowed Thorne such pleasure.

It just pisses me right the fuck off.

I want to move faster now. I curl her hair with my fist, pulling her hard, yanking her head back and forth as I set the pace. I start to settle into a rhythm. I pound my cock in and out of her without mercy, holding each thrust longer and longer inside the throbbing walls of her throat. I can see saliva, wet around her mouth as she gags on my cock.

I look down in pleasure as my dick disappears and reappears past her lips, then deep down her throat. I watch as her mouth stretches wide to accept all of me. With the firm clasp on her hair I fuck her beautiful face mercilessly. Tears run freely, creating track marks on her cheeks as the brightness in her eyes fades.

“Please,” she begs. “I need you to co—,” She’s hungry for my seed. She’s desperate to swallow them.

“Not—not yet,” I grunt. I can barely stand up straight. Her throat feels so good. It moves and massages my cock with warm wet contractions. I don’t want to pull my cock out and let her breathe at all. I fuck her throat over and over with deep, violent thrust. As I open my eyes and slam my dick harder into her gaping throat, I observe her body start to shake, eyes quivering as the oxygen begins to run out.

“Please,” she implores. She presses her tits with a soft little whimper as I force my cock out her mouth and stroke it. I’m so near to her face that my dick slap against her lips as I pump my fist over the long hard tool.

“Oh fuck!” I moan and closes my eyes as sweat, spit and sperm explode from within and coats her face. Thick cum hits her lips, her nose, her tongue. She wails, struggling to keep her lip open, but she does not protest, she accepts the tidal wave of hot creamy liquid pouring around her without a sound.

Her tongue twitches, she looks like she was fighting herself not to try to lap up the seed off her lips.

After I was finally expended, I open my eyes, and tilts my head forward, watching her. She trembles as she looks up at me, with her pretty, lightly sable face cover in my ejaculation.

“You didn’t swallow all of it. Lick the cum that you missed.”

She grins as she obeys. Her moans are soft, but I hear them, as she licks the cum off my dick. I pay no attention to how laborious she is breathing, or how her lips almost seem blue as they go to work on my heavy Bayan escort coated dick. Her tongue works quickly, sliding all around the tip before her lips suck the last few drops from within. Never once during her facial assault has she left her submissive position. Hands still firmly on her knees, ass raised high in the air for me to use and abuse. I literally can’t wait any longer.

“Good girl. You’re going to take my cock deep inside your cunt because I’m dying to give you the fucking I should have given a long time ago,” I say as she blushes and rolls her head back, face to the ceiling, eyes close.

I chuckle and pull her to feet, bringing her closer to me. My hand snakes up between her legs and pushes two of my fingers into her cunt, glistening wet, I noted.

“Why did you disobey my order?” I draw away from her, and my hands crack hard against her ass.

She bites down hard, but can’t keep from weeping out. I want to wound her; hurt her fucking badly on her soft, oiled skin. Her body is mine to violate and abuse endlessly. She completely understands me now. What it entails to be my girl.

Her breasts heave, the pain searing against her sensitive nipples. My hands work up her from her hindquarters and back in strokes that seems to grow harder with every slap. By the time I arrive at her shoulders, she chokes back a sob.

I didn’t let that dissuade me as my hand lasso around her torso, until I catch her nipple between my fingers. I pinch each nipples harder… twisting them between my thumb and index finger until she bawls out.

“I—m sorry,” she whimper, as her salty tears run against her lips. She’s attempting to fight it but she can’t fight it all. Her heavy breathing and soaking wet pussy are living proof of that. She won’t fight it much longer.

I kiss Scarlett neck before pulling away.

I struck her ass once more. And again. Crisscrossing the strikes over both butt cheeks. Her ass, would look like a finely mar grid. Every lash, every inflamed red strike, would be perfectly equidistant from the last.

“You’re sorry what, Scar? I saw you. I watched,” I notice that my voice was controlled and steady. That is was methodical. “You were enjoying talking to him,” I aver as I throw her on the bed and crawl over her body in one fluid motion.

Scarlett whimpers after a hoarse, tear-filled laugh.”Of course, you’ll think this less of me..” Her voice raw.

She attempts to turn to face away from me but I change positions so that she can’t help but look me in my eyes. If I was the type to smile, this was one of the rare moments when I would. She possesses a look that had prompted many a man to turn tail and run. A look that assures a slow and painful demise.

I didn’t even care at all though.

I hover over her, her back arching against the frigid —cold sheets as I open her legs with my own.

Not giving her any time to debate what I’m about to do to her, or warn her. I bear my throbbing dick between her pussy lips and ram my hard cock roughly inside Scarlett’s wet, trembling cunt. Something between a shriek and a squeak escapes her tightly closed lips as my dick slides deeper and deeper within her slit.

“Don’t ever let another man touch was mines ever again because this is what will happen each and every time! I’ll rail your tight cunt and fuck you til you pass out. I don’t care if the guards hear you taking my cock screaming and yelling. It’s time they know what I do to you when we are entirely alone.” I say as she gurgle a response.

She’s breathless underneath me, her pussy grips my cock, as she shudders with aftershocks.

I want to taste her, kiss her mouth, bury my face in her neck as I satisfied her with cum… but that can’t happen now. I would not show Scar my weakness. She’s the only one I’ve ever had.

I’ll kill anyone in my way. Sit back and watch anyone be killed if they so much as look at Scarlett. Family, fame… I will walk from.. I hadn’t cast a tear or blinked an eye when my father passed away. But I would cry if I lose Scarlett. I’ll shoot down anyone who tries to hurt her. No one could really know the truth on that. Because then she could be used against me.

They’ll totally fucked her over because she meant nothing to them. She was just a nobody to be played with. Something to amuse them, to pass the time.

Only I need to hurt her. Need her to realize what she’s done to me.

I pull out my cock and spun her until she’s situated on her knees.

She stares back into my eyes, bites at her lip as I crawl between her legs, and slam my cock once again in her pussy. Where it rightfully belongs.

I draw my hand back and slap Scarlett again, across her reddened ass, my palm stings, but she squeezes tight around my cock, as her hips push off the bed, driving her little cunt up to match my thrusting.

My thrusting wasn’t gentle as I slap her ass, I’m fucking her harder and deeper than any man ever had. I hold her hips, bracelet with my fingers, pining her Escort still as I pound into her, over and o’er. Her back arches as her legs begins to sway, and she wriggles underneath me.

I continually fuck her hard, grinding her into the bed. How had I not done this before, bent this legendary ass over and given it to her raw like a dog?

“Chris.. Ah, Ah, Ah.. I’m-” she looks back at me, her eyes are full open, eyes watering as she struggles to breathe, struggles to scream…

I kiss her neck softly before my hands move to encircle more around her throat. “I know. Cum for me baby, cum for me. Cum with my cock inside you.”

My hands tighten on her throat as her cunt chokehold my cock. Her screams are muted, as her wet cunt spasms around my cock.

I can hear an external voice, a low, steady growl barely audible over her frantic cries telling me to stop. But I dismiss that and instead listen for the sound of my cock driving inside her, and balls slapping against her ass.

Fuck, I need to decelerate down. Take it slow and easy, I thought as I finally releases her neck.

But, she’s raising hell down there as I slow fuck her in ecstatic bliss.

Bellowing through the purple haze, she twists around and thrashes about as my grip and my weight holds her put.

She looks back at me, her eyes wide, flashes pure pain and indignation. Her lips are broad, ruddy and swollen from my rough kisses. Her eyes are still watery and my handprint red furious marks on her buttock.

Her throat is red and raw as a jaybird. I know that tomorrow it would be bruised with the stark impression of my fingers and every time I see her I’d think about my hands on her throat and that look in her eye.

I lock onto her eyes and watch tears run down her cheeks as the excitement boils in my cock sans freed of the constricting, deadening condom. My tool feels like it was humming as I pistons in and out of her pussy, stretching the tightest hole I had ever been inside. I love feeling the bare skin of my dick, sliding through the muscle walls deep in her snatch. Its feels so good.

“I love hurting you, Scar. Love watching you fight for your life.”

She moans. It was a weak, exhausted, sated moan and it nearly crippled my fucking cock.

I maintain my hands wrap around her throat, cutting off her breathing. I choke her, and watch her gasp and struggle against me as I pound her cunt, fuck it raw, making certain that she’ll be sore for days.

My cock pulsates and impales inside her as I watch her face turns crimson. My little obedient blackberry is resilient and doesn’t fight me. Even as my cock drills her and she gasps for air. I tighten my grip and watch her starts to go limp and dizzy, yet she doesn’t try to pry my hands off her neck.

She stares back at me, choking, and I stare at her tear fill, bloodshot eyes. There’s fear in them. Of course. But there’s something else, something I’d never visualized in the eyes of another human soul, not even Megan. “Confidence.” No matter how seriously I’ve hurt her, she knows she’s safe. ‘I lov- Don’t even think it, Chris I caution myself.’

“Yes yes yes oh my go—duh yes yes I loooo—” Her words devolve into a mess of moans and delighted squeals as I pummel her hips without mercy.

My cock assaults her pussy with an endless barrage of thrusts while my hands releases her throat and riddle her ass with handprints. I fuck her like an animal and she responses her hips into a rhythm with mine. She milks my cock with her battered hips as she begs me for more, more, more.

I oblige and her legs begin to subvert from the constant barrage of thrusts. Her head hangs and her moans are loud grunts of defeat.

I hold her by her hips and watch her young body jiggle as I bury myself in her pussy over and over again. She is nothing but a rag doll now, supported up by my hands and the constant barrage of my cock.

I have no patience for quitters. I assault her cunt with every ounce of energy I have and spank her ass until my hand stings and swells. Suddenly feeling the need to violate her as much as possible before the grand finale I reach around and grab her tits, groping them violently as I continue to pummel her pussy.

I immerse myself deep within her just as the warmth creeps up my shaft. I gasp as my balls tighten, my eyes and my lungs dilated, my brain feels like it would burst apart as if I had done a fat line of cocaine. I once more grab and releases her throat, and she gasps and choke as a warm rising feeling erupts into an explosion of hot pleasure.

Within minutes I can feel her womb overflowing. I’m roaring and grunting as my cock is unleashing as I did, spilling hot, thick cum deep inside my little blackberry soaking wet cunt at a violent rate.

Spewing the steaming liquid into her pussy with a perpetual and relentless flow. Her uterus is already almost completely filled by my cock and doesn’t have room for more cum. The steaming hot cream seeps out her pussy on both sides and moves down her legs onto the sheets. Yet, even as she overflows, I can’t stop cumming.

I can feel her shaking again, coming with me, as she breaks down, breathless and smiling, whimpering as I presses my weight to hers.

“Fuuuuuck!…”

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On October 18th, some time ago, I was born to Chuck and Kaylee Ryder. They named me Illiana, a variation of the poetic name for the ancient city of Troy. It means Trojan. Clearly they had a favourite brand of rubber, and since I was the supposed “miracle baby” (a.k.a., an accident) who came to be when all they were doing was using said rubbers, they thought it would be clever to find the name that came closest to the failure of contraception. From what I’ve heard, it was a toss-up between my name, and the name Cassandra, which means “man’s defender, warrior”. Yeah. I’m not saying I don’t like my name. I’m just saying I don’t like having to explain the meaning of it.

Anyhow, I’m 22-years-old as of now; which means that this story I’m telling you, happened way back when I was like, 19, almost 20. Wow, I sound like my mother when I say it like that. I’m short. Like most girls these days. I just barely make it to 5’1″; that teensy quarter of an inch just wouldn’t happen, and I think I’m pretty plain, really. Except, I have these huge pale green eyes. I don’t even know where I got them. Sometimes I swear I was adopted, but apparently my great Grandmother had them, so did my great aunt whom I’ve never met because she did the unthinkable and ran off with a black man, which wasn’t tolerated way back whenever it happened. I have long eye lashes, a fairly straight nose (there’s a tiny little bump about three quarters of the way down the bridge that happened as a result of colliding with a pole, but no one even notices it), and an okay mouth.

I have a cute cupid’s bow. It’s really defined, and my girlfriends absolutely hate me for it. I’m lithe. Meaning, I have smaller breasts. They’re somewhere between an A and a B, and I have this cute little heart birthmark between them. Totally attractive when I’m showing a little bit of cleavage on a night out. I have a slender waist, the tiniest curve of hips, and of course slender legs to go along with it. Possibly the only non-slender thing about me, is my rear end. It isn’t really that big, it’s kind of like an apple bottom, only a little rounder, and stick-out-er. I’m a strawberry blonde chick with shoulder-length hair, and I have a nice dusting of freckles across my less-than-perfect nose and cheekbones. Those too, were inherited from my great Grandma.

I have an eclectic bunch of interests. I played violin for a while, learned how to play the flute. I was on the soccer team, the volleyball team, and I played tennis. I locked myself Escort bayan in my big brother’s room sometimes when he was out and kicked ass on his videos games, and I also discovered a fondness for typewriters when I was a kid. Eventually I graduated to a computer, but that couldn’t have been ’til my early teens. Something about the tap-tap-tapping and the whirring of a typewriter has always sounded so nice. I studied cosmetology in high school and now I’m co-owner of a salon, and I’m finally — finally — out on my own. Well, I’m alone most of the time, anyway.

Once I was old enough to know that they didn’t have cooties, I found that one of my biggest interests, per se, became boys, and I couldn’t figure out why. I grew up with an older brother (only a 2 year difference, thank The Goddess), I saw him and his friend all the time half naked on the deck during pool parties. They were nothing special. At all. Of course, that’s what my brain wanted to believe, I think. It wasn’t until one of these pool parties ran late into the night and became a sleepover did I ever see a naked guy. And I’ll never, ever, forget that experience — mostly because he was kind of small, and for the longest time I was obsessed with wondering whether every guy’s dick was that tiny.

I got older, of course, and so did my brother – and things start changing. My flat chest became a little less flat by the time I was 15, and he, had become quite handsome. And very, very popular with the opposite sex. I know this, because he would have these herds of catty chicks chasing him down all the time, wanting to be with him, pining after him.

“Jude is so gorgeous, Lilly!” They’d swoon over him, those silly girls. Sure, Jude had good looks, or, at least what “normal” girls thought were good looks: curly brown hair, hazel doe eyes, and height (he ended up being a nice, even, 6’1″, that bastard) — heck, he even had a cool name! He was named after the title character from the Thomas Hardy book, ‘Jude the Obscure’ — Hardy’s last book that followed the themes like class, scholarship, religion, marriage, as well as the modernisation of thought and society. But my brother, mark my words, was disgusting. He grunted when he ate, he whined when he was sick, and he’d wait ’til he was down to the very last pair of socks before washing his clothing. G-R-O-S-S.

The first ‘penis in action’ I saw was his, though. I know, that sounds really wrong, but I swear to you, I didn’t mean it like that. I was Bayan escort at practice, my parents were working, and the little one was at daycare. So of course, like the good sister I am, I just happened to catch him doing you-know-what in his bedroom. I try every day to cleanse my mind of that memory. Nothing works. At all. It’s not like I was a stranger to the world of masturbation by then, but still. It was my brother, and… Ew. Just, ew. I’m telling you though, that experience then and there told me that Mother Nature did not curse every living man with a small dick. Amen.

Back to the point at hand.

My first kiss was a boy named Ellis Raymond. And what a beautiful boy he was. Skin the colour of black coffee, eyes a light mocha, hair cut short, and he had that cute, sort of flat nose that his father had. The pool party was over, I was in my bathing suit, and he was in his trunks. Somehow beneath our awkwardness and differences, we each thought the other was cute. We didn’t say anything, though. He teased me; I acted like I hated him. It was the act we’d both held since middle school. So, here he was, over at my house, and he sat down beside me, completely out of the blue. He called me Lilly — a name given to me when I was just a baby by my Grandad, whom just happened to bring me that same flower every one of my birthdays — and he told me I looked nice that night. I thanked him. We smiled. I don’t remember when, but his hand wound up in mine, and the next thing I knew, he leaned over and kissed me.

We kind of dated for a while, in secret though, because the last thing we wanted was Jude knowing about his little sister dating the black boy who was 2 years older than her. Nothing major happened between Ellis and I. Hand-holding, little kisses, late night giggles on the phone (my parents and siblings thought I was talking to a girlfriend), and love letters written in code, which we swapped in the hallways at school. We were young, and we definitely weren’t in love. Neither of us was experienced and neither of us felt the other one was “right” for that whole losing virginity thing.

No one in their right mind who didn’t know me would’ve known that I wanted to try all that sex stuff. By the time I ninth grade, I’d already begun masturbating nightly, whether I reached my Big O or not. Honestly, I’m kind of surprised I wasn’t more of a slut in high school. I’d experimented with my girlfriends, but that didn’t dull the ache that I had to be filled Escort right up by some hunky boy. Hell, even some oral would’ve been nice. But apparently, I had morals. I wouldn’t fool around with guys unless I was dating them. And Lordisa knows it pissed them the fuck off. Girls left and right dropped their panties to keep a guy around, and I just happily enjoyed my fingers and toys up until I turned 18.

When I was 18, I met Braylen Brown. Looking back, I must’ve had a thing for black boys because I always seemed to crush on them, and ache for them. And I promise it wasn’t because of the way Mother Nature blessed them. At least, it wasn’t mostly because of that. Braylen was different, though. He was quiet, kind of shy. He was half black, half white, and he was perfection. He was 20 when I met him; I was attending open houses for Universities and Colleges, and he just happened to be studying at U of T, which was the school I’d had my eye on since middle school. He was in the library, nose in a book, his beautiful tan skin hidden by his long sleeved rugby top, his dark brown eyes lowered to the text. He wore glasses, too. They had white, rectangular frames that suited his chiseled jaw so, so nicely. Unlike Ellis, and so many of the black guys I had been interested in before, Bray kept his head shaved. Smooth, and totally begging to be rubbed. He had these sexy broad shoulders that always made me think of gripping them while he pinned me against the wall, and he had long legs, like a runner. He was tall, too; 6’1″ just like my brother, which also happened to be the perfect height in my eyes.

I wanted to get his attention, and I wanted to do so in a nice, classy, innocent sort of way. I thought I looked cute: faded blue jeans and a cute short sleeve blouse (you know, those really cute ones that have the rouched material on the bust to make your boobs look like they’re twice their size?) so I figured what the heck. I also wanted to grab one of the books dedicated to the history of the huge, astonishing school which I was visiting. So me, being the smart scholar that I was, proceeded to attempt and pull said book off one of the higher shelves, with the possibility of asking him questions about what I’ve read in the book.

I, Illiana Gwyneth Ryder, while reaching for a book in front of the cutest boy I ever did lay eyes on, fell flat on my ass. And hard. I’m talking about tears stinging my eyes, and my nose turning pink. And to top it all off, the damn book was thick, and heavy, and it landed flat on my shins. Son of a fucking bitch.

Bray was great about it, though. He was the first one there to help me up. And I can honestly say that, falling on my ass was probably the best mistake I’ve made my entire life.

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The Breaking of Allison Ch. 02

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As Allison replayed the events of how she had ended up chained to the bed like some pathetic slave, she cursed herself for being stubborn. Should have just tried faking it, it’s not like Mark could have been any worse to her. But no! Not only had Allison not played along but she had openly defied him twice. Both times responding properly but while staring him in the eye showing Mark that she was playing along, that he had not broken her. Yeah, Allison thought as a drop of sweat mixed with worse dripped into her eye causing her to close both of them, she had shown him alright.

Her eyes remaining closed Allison lied there trying to tell herself it couldn’t last much longer. The vibrator started to hum again. At this point Allison simply lied there not pressing for the orgasm she knew would elude her, even when her thighs started to shake again. This time she barely sighed as it stopped. Finally after what seemed an eternity Allison heard footsteps outside the door. As she listened closer however she felt her heart begin to race it sounded like too many footsteps, as if more than one person was approaching. This suspicion was confirmed when she heard Mark outside the door speaking to someone. The words sent a sinking feeling into her stomach;

“Okay here’s the rules boy’s it’s one at a time but you can go as many times as you like. If you don’t think you can get it up again just shove it in her mouth, she’s a hell of a fluffer.”

No! Allison thought horrified. He couldn’t do this he said there were rules there were…

As the door began to swing open Marks voice was louder.

“Oh and by the way if she forgets to thank you, make sure you give her tits a good hard twist.”

The door swung open and Mark entered then stepped to the side as four young men entered the room one after another all staring hungrily at her all naked; naked and ready.

“So who’s first?” Mark asked.

“Cease!” Allison gasped out as the first man a tall well built blond that was hung like a horse approached the bed.

“What did she say?” He asked.

“She said Please.” Mark told him. “Now get on the bed and fuck her like I’m paying you to.”

“Cease!!!!” Allison wailed. “Oh please…”

Allison’s eyes snapped open and she jerked so hard on the chains that she cried out from the pain it caused in her shoulders.

“Oh god!” She gasped her heart pounding in her chest.

Allison tried to catch her breath as sucking in mouthfuls of the hot air hurt her already raw throat. She couldn’t believe she had nodded off like that but thank god that had only been a dream. Mark had threatened her with a gangbang and she was borderline delirious at this point.

“Bad dream?”

Mark’s voice caused her to start again. Allison forced her head up to look and saw Mark standing at the foot of the bed or thought she did as when he stepped forward he disappeared. Allison blinked, and shook her head it had been his reflection in the mirror he must be behind or at the side of the bed. The room was so dark beyond the candles she had no idea how big it really was.

“Over here whore.”

As he spoke Mark stepped out from the shadows but only halfway. As if drawn perfectly down the middle one half of his body was visible the other shrouded in darkness. Mark stared at her for a minute and Allison wondered how long he had been there and on the heels of that thought wondered if she had yelled the word “cease” out in her sleep which could mean this was over. All this would be for nothing.

“Actually to be dreaming you have to be asleep, you’re eyes were half open.” He said stepping out of the shadows.

Mark was naked and his hair was wet, as was most of his skin as if he had just taken a shower and not dried off. He was carrying a bottle of water, and as she watched him he walked over next to her. After taking a couple of swallows he placed the bottle on the nightstand next to her. Allison licked her dry lips wanting the water as bad as she wanted to cum. Mark walked away and stopping at the foot of the bed leaned over to undo the belt.

“Only three hours and hallucinating already,” He grunted. “Hell I went a day and a half before I started losing it. Then again,” He smirked. “This room does have that effect on soft little pretenders like you.”

Mark removed the belt and put it on the edge of the bed his cool damp hands felt great on her hot flesh and Allison found herself hoping he’d run his hands over her.

“And it is pretty hot in here,” He said, and then made a show of sniffing the air. “Fucking stinks in here too. Smells like your nasty pussy.”

“Sorry master.” Allison managed to whisper.

“And did you cum my little whore?” He asked.

“No Master.” She whispered hoarsely her voice was fading.

“Well that’s your fault I gave you enough chances.” As he spoke he reattached the manacles then tugged on the chain pulling her legs open again. Mark walked over to the side of the bed and picked up the remote.

“No wonder.” He said. “It was on low.” With that he took his thumb and turned the dial all the way Escort bayan up.

“Ohhhh!”

The vibrator kicked in much faster than last time. Allison began panting, eagerly thrusting into it. A moment later it fell away as her legs were no longer holding it.

“Nooo!” She moaned.

“No?” Mark gave the screws a turn causing her to yelp. “It’s my fault that it fell out of that loose pussy of yours?”

“O-of course not Master.”

Mark walked back around getting onto the bed lying between her legs. Unable to hold it up for any length of time Allison’s head was flat on the bed but she could watch him in the mirror. Mark stopped with his face inches from her pussy. Spreading her lips he leaned forward blowing lightly on her clit. Allison groaned her hips twitching.

“Someone’s close to cumming. Wouldn’t take much would it?”

“No Master.”

“Mmmm.” Mark sounded as if he were thinking. “Now isn’t one of the games you play with your pets is that when your close you try to get them to keep you on the edge and if you cum quick they have to start over?”

“Yes master.” Oh why did this not sound good?

“You know, when I was a lot younger, I used to have an older woman do that to me and if I screwed up my punishments were a lot harsher than simply starting over. Needless to say I became very good at it.” He looked up into the mirror and winked at her. “Let’s see if I still have the touch.”

For what seemed like the next hour Mark lied between her thighs alternately fingering, licking and using the vibrator on her pussy. To Allison’s chagrin he still had the touch. She was so close her thighs had been trembling continuously. Mark would suck her clit several times then stop, and place the vibrator on for thirty seconds or so. It was everything Allison could do to hold onto enough pride not to whine. The several times she had almost cum he had stopped her just in time. Whenever he stopped he would slide up and shove his cock in her mouth again, her throat was so dry it hurt every time he did. After that he would just lie there giving her body time to calm down before starting again. Allison was in a stupor, the heat, the pain but also the lust, the entire room did smell of sex, her sex.

Mark was back to slowly licking her pussy, he had an amazingly soft teasing touch with his tongue, and she could feel herself getting close yet again she wanted to beg to cum, but the time before she had and had received another turn of the screws. However this close she could not help moaning loudly, her thighs were trembling as she was straining, and trying to force the orgasm she had never need to cum so badly. Mark stopped again after she let out a long whimper he spoke;

“What’s the matter Mistress don’t like your own game?”

“I,.,OHH” Allison gasped as he flicked his tongue across her incredibly sensitive clit.

“Isn’t this what you do to your little boys Allison? Tease the shit out of them?”

“Y-yes Master.” She groaned out as he placed the vibrator on her again.

“You let them play with you, make you cum then keep teasing. Use your pussy and your mouth get them to the point their begging just like I’m doing to you isn’t that right?”

Holding the vibrator to one side of her clit Mark used his tongue on the other side. Allison’s hips jerked off the bed she had never had that done to her before and in her present state… Mark pulled away and reaching up flicked her nipple with his finger sending a wave of pain through her.

“Did you just move?”

“I’m sorry Master I…”

“Isn’t that what you do Allison? Lie them back and use that pretty little mouth of yours and when they lose control like they always do, like they can’t help at their age you punish them don’t you?”

“Yes Master.” She whispered softly.

Mark sucked her clit into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it.

“OHHHH Please Master.” She moaned as somewhere in the back of her head the deviant side of her thought he really was fucking good with that tongue.

“Please Mistress is what they say.” He said stopping again.

With that he looked up at her in the mirror and smiled.

“And do you let them cum my mistress?”

Oh no! She thought oh please at this point Allison was even begging in her head.

“Y-yes I…” She trailed off.

“But not all the time, isn’t that right Mistress? Sometimes they have to suffer don’t they?

He paused as their eyes met in the mirror. Allison let a long whimper knowing how this was going to end.

“Well?” He asked.

“Sometimes I don’t let them.” She whispered in resignation.

Mark nodded.

“Well then how does it feel Mistress?”

Saying that Mark made to push away from her, and Allison felt herself lose control.

“Oh no please Master please don’t tease me anymore ohhhh!”

Mark began quickly licking her clit bringing her to the edge before stopping yet again.

“Nooooo!” She was practically sobbing at this point. “Oh please Masterrrrr!”

“Why should I? Why should I have mercy when you Bayan escort had none?”

“Because I…” Allison started then knowing there was no real reason simple groaned;

“Ohh because I need to ohh please have mercy Master please.”

“I have to say Allison that wasn’t bad. You sound just like one of those pathetic little kids.”

Mark blew lightly on her clit.

“Tell you what the next time you get close. I want you to start thanking me. If it sounds sincere maybe I’ll let you. If it doesn’t I’ll quit and fuck you again instead. You get one chance.”

Mark roughly shoved two fingers into her sore pussy and began pumping them in and out rapidly; as he did he started sucking her clit in and out of his mouth in the same rhythm. Oh yes!! Allison could feel her orgasm rapidly approaching and started thanking him in advance.

“Oh thank you Master!” She cried out. “Thank you for letting me cum!” The hell with pride!

Mark sped up as the strongest orgasm of Allison’s life began to flow through her, arching her back so hard her arms and legs tightened against the chains enough to lift herself off the bed. Her shoulders throbbed and it caused the nipple clamps to tighten but the pain seemed to add to the pleasure. Between the power of the orgasm and the fear of him stopping in the middle Allison was screaming as loud as her sore throat would let her.

“Thank you!!! Oh Master thank youuu!! Thank ohhh!!”

The orgasm lasted for well over a minute wave after wave of pent up pleasure crashed though her she had never cum this hard! Mark continued to lick as Allison pumped her hips into him not caring if she’d get punished for it, another smaller orgasm exploded after the first one. Allison tried to get out another thank you but her voice was all but gone. When it was over Allison went limp, collapsing back onto the bed, panting and so dizzy from the heat and the orgasm she felt as if she were going to pass out.

Mark got off the bed and walking over next to her picked up the bottle of water. He took a sip then held it up to her.

“Would you like a drink?”

“Yes.” She croaked out her voice all but gone. “Yes please Master.”

“Well then let me give you one.”

Mark took the bottle, poured some of the water onto his cock and grabbing the back of her head shoved it into her mouth. His cock was cold in her parched mouth and Allison found herself eagerly sucking the water off of him. Mark pulled his cock out most of the way and poured some water onto it letting run down the length of his shaft into her mouth. Allison was drinking from his cock and could care less how bad it was all she knew was how bad she needed it. Mark took it away from her.

“Want more?”

“Yes please Master.”

“Here you go.”

Mark held the bottle up pouring the water onto her face. Allison sputtered as the water got into her eyes and nose, but she couldn’t believe how good the cold felt. Mark took the last few sips himself then smirked at her.

“I get no thank you?”

“Master I’m sorry I..”

“I’ll show you sorry.” He reached down and gave another turn to the screws.

“Oh god!” She cried out “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry”

He looked at her shaking his head in disgust.

“Sorry is right. Actually a fucking mess is what you really are. Your stinking up my fucking bedroom aren’t you?”

“Yes master.” She agreed.

“Dirty little slut.” He said. “Now I’m going to have to clean you up.”

Reaching down he removed the clamps. Allison’s breath hissed as the feeling started coming back to her nipples. Moving around the bed Mark released the cuffs from her.

“Sit up.” He told her.

Slowly Allison sat up she was sore, dizzy, and still reeling from the power of the orgasm. She was unsure if she’d be able to walk. Mark grabbed the leash from the end of the bed and clipped it to her collar.

“Get on your hands and knees, were going for a walk.”

Allison stared at him. There was no fucking way.

“Master, I don’t want…” He cut her off.

“Don’t want to?” He reached down with both hands twisting her extremely sore nipples making her yelp again.

“Let’s try again.”

Allison glared at him shaking her head. She would not do this. Mark pulled on the leash; she held herself back and didn’t move. He rolled his eyes

“The floor or the door slut it’s your choice.”

Mark held the leash up again and after staring briefly into his eyes Allison let herself slide off the bed onto her hands and knees.

“Let’s go.”

With a tug Mark began to walk, with a slight whimper Allison began to crawl next to him. Oh god, she thought what the hell am I doing? This was too much; just say the fucking word Allison told herself. Instead she continued to follow him to the door. When they left the bedroom the air conditioning struck her like a slap. God that felt good. Mark tugged on the collar and walked her down the corridor. Allison could feel how red she was, crawling naked across the floor on a leash. Mark stopped.

“Up on your knees.”

As Escort Allison obeyed, Mark reached down grabbing his cock. Taking her cue Allison obediently leaned forward to suck on it; he became hard quickly and after a minute pulled his cock away.

“Back on all fours”

“Good little puppy.” Mark told her and resumed walking down the corridor.

Allison crawled alongside until they reached the bathroom. Mark pointed at the toilet.

“Go if you have to.”

Mark turned to the shower starting the water. Totally humiliated but unable to help it, Allison sat on the toilet going quickly hoping he wouldn’t turn around. Without looking he said over his shoulder.

“Don’t bother wiping. I have to wash that filthy thing anyways.”

Allison stood up as Mark gestured to the shower. When she got in the water was shockingly cold. Mark removed the leash from her collar but grabbing both her wrists expertly wrapped it around them and reaching up over the showerhead placed the loop on a hook he looked down to see Allison was still on her feet he grabbed the chain again lifting a few more inches so that she was on her tip toes then locked it in.

“Owww.” She groaned, her shoulders hurting as well as her leg muscles from staying on her toes. Mark stepped in behind her and began washing her not sensually but quickly, roughly with a harsh wash cloth that hurt her skin as he scrubbed. Allison winced as he scrubbed her pussy scratching her clit with the cloth. When he reached her tits he was just as rough giving each nipple a pinch through the cloth. Mark spun her on the chain to face him and pulling her directly under the ice cold water rinsed her off.

Mark then pushed her back away from the water sliding the chain further along the hook so her back was up against the wall. As she stood straining to keep her toes on the floor to take the pain away from her shoulders, Mark got under the water and washed himself. He took his time seemingly unaffected by the cold. Allison on the other hand was shivering badly. Finishing rinsing himself Mark reached down and grabbing Allison underneath the knees lifted her up and onto his cock.

Mark began fucking her up against the wall driving into her as hard as he could. Stepping back he pulled Allison with him until her arms were stretched against the leash. He was fucking her almost sideways easily holding her weight up.

“At least I can’t get your stink on me like this and you finally got that cum off your face.” He told her, then leaning forward put his mouth on her incredibly sore right nipple and began to suck on it.

Allison moaned then yelped as he used his teeth on her nipple and drove into her harder. Mark let her down spinning her around so her back was to him. Once again lifting her by her thighs he placed her feet against the wall so her knees were drawn up to her tits and entered her from behind.

“Oh my god!!” Allison yelled as he started to fuck her. Oh he was fucking deep like this. Mark pinched both her nipples again.

“Stop your whining.” He snapped in her ear.

Mark continued to slam her then suddenly pulled out and let her drop back onto her toes, sending a searing pain through her shoulders. Shutting off the water he reached up, unhooking her from the wall then handed her the leash. Taking her cue Allison hooked it back to the collar and got down on the floor adding;

“Thank you for cleaning me Master.”

“I did it for my own benefit.” He said “You were stinking up the bedroom.”

Mark walked her back to the bedroom where he told her to get back onto the bed on her hands and knees facing the mirror at the foot of the bed in that mirror she could see the reflection of her ass in the headboard mirror it was still sunburn red. Getting on the bed behind her Mark grabbed her wrists, putting them behind her back and wrapping them with the leash. Then grabbing her ankles tied them with the belt. Letting her go Mark came around to the edge of the bed.

In this position Allison couldn’t hold her head up she was face down on the bed. Mark lifted her up by the hair and pushed his cock into her mouth. Holding her head still he slowly pumped it in and out several times.

“Get it nice and wet.” He told her. “It’s for your own good if you do.”

Mark pulled it away and got onto the bed behind her. Reaching out he pulled on the leash just over her wrists lifting her up to face the mirror. As she watched Mark took his huge prick and put the tip directly against her ass.

“No,” Allison whispered. “Please no.”

Allison had worried about this, she hadn’t had anal sex since college, and that had only been a couple of times with a boyfriend. Now as he was right there she realized he had not touched it at all, hadn’t wanted to stretch it out. Between her being tight and his size she knew it was going to;

“Oh that hurts.” She moaned as he pushed it in a couple of inches.

Mark looked at her in the mirror.

“Then say it.”

“Please master just not this anything but ohhh,” Mark slid his cock all the way in. Allison tried to put her head down so he couldn’t see her face but he was holding the leash. Her eyes were all but bugging out of her head. Oh that hurt so badly! She could practically feel herself tearing. Allison bit her lip so she wouldn’t say it.

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Unable to control her excitement, Natalie Junswick approached her friend in haste. The words were out of her mouth before Tonya could turn from the open locker.

“Guess who’s driving me home?”

“I’m guessing it’s no longer me,” Tonya responded in a drab voice.

“That’s a good guess.”

“So, who’s the lucky guy?”

Natalie’s smile was flawless. The blush on her cheeks could’ve been mistaken for sunburn. In her entire romantic life, no man had ever made Natalie feel so vulnerable.

“Mr. Randle.”

A chemistry book struck the floor between the locker and Tonya’s feet. A short silence proceeded, then Tonya whispered in a controlled, but adamant voice.

“Are you serious?”

Natalie’s smile widened, putting her perfect teeth on display. Since losing her virginity three years ago, she has often fantasized about having a sexual encounter with an older man. Mr. Randle represented the ideal older man. He was tall, sexy, cute, and Pleasant Point High School’s best substitute teacher, which made him accessible.

“How’d you pull this off,” Tonya asked in astonishment.

“It’s raining outside. I embellished, told him I didn’t have a ride home, and begged him not to make me walk in the rain. After a couple minutes, he agreed.”

“Sounds too easy.”

“I don’t work alone,” Natalie joked.

Natalie’s breasts were squeezed violently against the thin material of the tight pink tee-shirt she wore. Her nipples were clearly imprinted against the fabric, which offered Mr. Randle not only a cheap thrill, but incentive for the fifteen minute drive to her house in Babylon Heights.

“What if he wants more than a peak?”

“Maybe I want to give him more than peak,” Natalie said.

“You can’t be serious? He’s a teacher.”

“But he’s also a man. No man can refuse a pretty face and a nice pair of tits.”

Behind them, Pleasant Point High School’s population of students continued to empty. Lockers slammed shut, many different voices blended into an irritating clatter. Tonya picked up the chemistry book, and shut the locker.

“Would you actually have sex with a teacher?”

“Not any teacher. But I’d let Mr. Randle fuck me.”

“Seriously?”

“Very serious. I’d suck his cock, lick his balls-“

“Thanks for the visual.”

“I kind of like the visual. Can you imagine Mr. Randle’s big black cock lodged between my pretty pink lips?”

“You’re as disgusting as any boy in this school,” Tonya commented.

The two girls headed out of the building. Tonya continued to question Natalie’s motivations, but her words went unheard. Natalie was lost in her own world, pondering the possibilities, speculating whether she could turn fantasy into reality.

***

Tonya’s dilapidated beige station wagon pulled out of its space between two expensive cars. The rapidly intensifying rain contorted Natalie’s vision so badly, she barely noticed Tonya waving when observing her through the passenger side window. A moment later the station wagon was gone.

Natalie made a dash for the section of the parking lot reserved for teachers and other faculty members. Fathers and sons noticed her breasts bounce through the soaked material of the pink shirt. Although she didn’t completely like giving every man in the parking lot a peak, the lust this exhibitionism inspired made Natalie more desperate for Mr. Randle’s touch.

She found Mr. Randle’s blue Corolla after a three minute search, and waited impatiently outside the passenger side door. The rain fell at a gentler pace, but Natalie was already soaked to the skin. Erect nipples poked through the wet shirt. She wondered how Mr. Randle would respond to her nearly exposed chest. She pondered whether he was willing to jeopardize his career to give her what she needed.

Before her nervous, overactive mind could plant seeds of doubt in her scheme, a familiar voice summoned her.

“I see you found my car without a problem,” Mr. Randle said. “But it seems you got soaked anyway.”

Mr. Randle held an umbrella in his right hand. He was wearing his white dress shirt and a pair of black pants. His brown eyes were warm and friendly, but his shaved head and goatee offered a more dangerous appearance. The clothes he wore didn’t expose the body underneath, but Natalie imagined a body sculpted by daily exercise, and an active athletic life.

Once in the car, Mr. Randle apologized. “I meant to get out here sooner, but I got held up.”

“No problem.”

Natalie noticed Mr. Randle taking great strives not to glance in the general direction of her breasts.

“You teaching English tomorrow.”

“Sorry. Mr. Phelps will be back.”

Natalie attempted to draw attention to her chest by carefully prying the drenched fabric from her breasts. Several times, she caught Mr. Randle watching from the corner of his eye. She needed to grab his attention by any means necessary. This would be her last chance. Back at Tonya’s locker, she hadn’t been absolutely sure whether or not she would actually fuck Mr. Randle Escort bayan if the opportunity presented itself. After spending only a minute alone with him inside the car, her mind was made up.

Mr. Randle tossed his umbrella onto the back seat, and turned on the engine. Outside the rain had picked up its intensity.

“Buckle up,” he said.

“Are you a reckless driver?”

“I guess you’ll find out in a minute.”

As a matter of fact, Mr. Randle was an excellent driver, but his focus was diverted between the road and Natalie.

Natalie was five feet five with red hair cut about shoulder length, captivating walnut shaped emerald green eyes, and an adorable, heart-shaped face. Her ass was bubbly, her lips were pink and full, but everything else about her was tiny: petite.

Her breasts had begun developing at an early age, so the boys have always been attracted to her. Boys, however, could only provide Natalie with entertainment at the movies, and free food at Burger King or White Castle, but none could provide for her what she wanted.

While disrupting her father’s poker games, grabbing a snack from the refrigerator, she noticed her father’s friends. The men were twenty to thirty years older than her, but each of their eyes, save for her own father, were locked on her breasts. At the time, she had worn clothing that had slightly concealed her greatest asset, but her breasts had been too large and full to hide, and the horny poker players had undressed her with their leering eyes. The experience had left Natalie with weak knees, and a yearning she could never quite satisfy.

Although she’d eventually tease her dad’s friends: wearing more revealing outfits, accidentally rubbing her breasts against their backs, and bending over at the appropriate times, she never intended to actually do anything with those men. Natalie could’ve done to any of them what she pleased, but those guys weren’t worthy. Mr. Randle, a respected substitute teacher, he was worthy.

“We’ll be there in ten minutes,” Natalie informed him. “Just don’t forget to take a left on Archer Road.”

“No problem.”

Mr. Randle adjusted his sitting position. His eyes rarely left the road. Natalie could tell she was winning the battle, slowly breaking his resistance. She just needed to push aside his morals by executing one bold move. Out the corner of her eye, she saw why Mr. Randle continually adjusted his sitting position, and immediately knew what bold move she would have to make.

Stopped by a red light, Natalie sprung into action.

***

“Do you like my tits, Mr. Randle?”

Silence accompanied the question. She could tell Mr. Randle was searching for the perfect reply. The bewildered, caught-in-the-act, look on his face was slightly amusing. He resembled a teenager caught by his parents observing an issue of Hustler in the middle of the night.

“It’s okay if you look,” she assured him. “I like it when guys look.”

“I’m not looking,” he insisted.

“I can tell.” Natalie pointed to the massive erection pitching a tent in his loosely fitted black pants. “Do you think they’re nice?”

Once again, she could tell Mr. Randle was analyzing the situation. He’d gotten an erection staring at his own student’s nearly exposed breasts, then he’d been caught, and worse still, his own penis had ratted him out. He wanted to find an escape from this situation with his job intact. Natalie needed to prove he could keep his job, and still act on his sexual desires.

“I’ve always had a big crush on you, Mr. Randle. I won’t tell anybody about this. And if anything else happens, my lips will be sealed.”

Mr. Randle studied her face, but remained silent.

Natalie pulled the shirt over her head. Her breasts were slightly withered by the wet fabric, but otherwise perfect. Creamy and full with pointy pink nipples, Natalie was offering Mr. Randle a rare delicacy; a natural set of eighteen year old, 34DD breasts.

The honk from a red mini-van behind them broke the silence. Mr. Randle’s Corolla took off.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Feel them.”

Natalie took his right hand from the steering wheel, and guided him to her breasts. At first his touch was hesitant, and she moved the open hand along, but more quickly than she had figured, Mr. Randle started working on his own.

He firmly squeezed her breast with his large hand, then pinched the nipple with expert fingers, causing Natalie’s fragile body to shiver. He moved his attention to the other breast, squeezing and admiring with his hands and fingers while continuing to pay attention to the road.

“Don’t forget the turn.”

He didn’t forget the turn, but neither did he forget her breasts.

“Do you like them, Mr. Randle?”

“They’re very nice,” he said.

Drivers and passengers in the next lane noticed Natalie. Their replies were silenced by the closed windows and the weather. Mr. Randle pulled his hand from her breasts, scared by the knowledge that he had been caught groping his Bayan escort half nude student’s bare breasts.

“Girl, you’re going to get me fired.”

“Your jobs fine. None of them people know the situation.”

“What if somebody from Pleasant Point recognized me?”

“They won’t. Just relax.”

“Where do you live?”

“1763 Briarwood Drive.”

The Corolla turned off Archer Road, and strode down the more private streets offered by Babylon Heights. Natalie extended her arm, and gently squeezed Mr. Randle’s erection.

“I think I found something I like.”

A weak attempt at pushing the hand way was made, but he was too horny to turn down any treatment for his cock.

Natalie tugged down the zipper, and rubbed his cock with palm and fingers through the cheap material of his boxers. His thick cock pulsated in her hand. From tip to base, his cock felt about eight inches long, but the sheer thickness of the monster was shocking. She couldn’t believe a teacher was strolling down the halls of Pleasant Point High School with a cock like that.

With some effort, she pushed the concealed cock through the slit in his pants. Still concealed by the boxers, Natalie explored the head of his cock with her thumb and forefinger. Mr. Randle groaned when she slowly teased the V-shaped ridge underneath the head with her small, delicate fingers.

Mr. Randle’s hand rediscovered her breasts. He pinched her thick, sensitive pink nipples as Natalie executed a dry hand job without removing his cock from its cotton penitentiary.

Natalie made herself more comfortable on the seat, moving her head between his legs. She felt Mr. Randle adjust his position to accommodate her. Natalie’s tongue stroked the cock. Feeling his hard cock pressed against her tongue nearly drove Natalie over the edge. She could hardly wait to remove the boxer shorts from his waist, and get an up close and personal feel for his monster cock.

Natalie felt the car come to a halt.

“Why’d you stop,” she asked.

“1763 Briarwood Drive.”

Natalie analyzed the next step to getting Mr. Randle in her pants. She was too horny to control herself while searching for a decent hotel, and checking into a hotel at 3:00 in the afternoon was the last thing she wanted to do. Driving around with her mouth wrapped around his massive cock presented many hazardous situations. Being a teacher at a suburban high school, she doubted Mr. Randle would want to take her back to his place. That left only one option.

“Wonna see my room?” she asked.

“Isn’t that kind of risky?”

“Don’t worry. My parents won’t be home for hours.”

“This can’t be happening. I can’t be this stupid.”

“There’s only one way to find out how stupid you are.” Natalie put her shirt back on, and left the car.

Mr. Randle killed the Corolla’s engine, stepped outside, and followed Natalie inside the house.

***

Natalie’s bedroom was a testament to her father’s wealth.

Her entertainment center featured Sharp 32 inch flat tube television set, DirecTV and TiVo access, a Progressive DVD/VCR combo, an X-Box, and the best speakers money could buy. Individual shelves separated the DVDs, the music CDs, and the video games. A brand new Dell computer equipped with a MP500 Photo Printer/Scanner/Copier, and Comcast High Speed internet access highlighted the other side of the room. Natalie’s closet was overflowing with name brand clothes and shoes. Her father had invested thousands of hard earned dollars purchasing his daughter an ideal room, but save for the clothes, his money went squandered on a daily basis.

A legion of handsome, dedicated, motionless male celebrities watched from their positions on Natalie’s wall.

From the edge of the bed, she watched Mr. Randle unbutton his shirt. His chest, abdomen, and arms were exactly how she had imagined. The muscles were well defined without many blemishes.

He approached her on the bed, and slipped her slightly damp shirt over her head.

“Is this how you imagined it would be?”

“Yes,” she said. Her body was trembling.

He sat beside her on the bed. He pulled her tightly against his chest, and kissed her eagerly for the first time. While Mr. Randle’s tongue danced in her mouth, she felt the smoothness of his dark, brawny body as her breasts skidded across his chest.

The tender kiss broke, and immediately his mouth explored her neck with passionate kisses and teasing bites. Down further, he applied the same loving fountain of kisses along her shoulders and chest. His head came to a rest at her breasts. Pushing his bald head between them, he rolled his tongue sloppily and recklessly. Stroking her mammoth breasts with big black hands, he licked around the nipples, teasing with his gifted tongue, causing Natalie to moan out in a combination of delight and frustration.

“Please don’t tease me, Mr. Randle. Suck on my nipples.”

“Don’t get greedy, girl. Good things come to those who wait.”

Natalie grabbed Mr. Randle by the back of the head, Escort and steered his mouth over her nipples while pulling her leg over his body. Straddling him, Natalie experienced the greatest erotic thrill of her life as he bit, sucked, kissed and pinched her erect nipples. He lightly grazed his teeth across the enlarged nipples, causing her to squirm against him.

“Damn you white girls are easy to please.”

Mr. Randle was finally starting to open up. The more removed he became from his professional world; the more Natalie got to know the real Mr. Randle.

He soothingly stroked her back, moving from her shoulders to her sides, touching her breasts with the tips of his fingers. Her nipples were completely soaked with saliva, harder and redder than she had ever seen or felt them. Adding a touch of intensity to the experience, Mr. Randle blew his hot breath across her oversensitive nipples.

“Mr. Randle,” Natalie moaned. “This feels so good!”

Squeezing her breasts a little harder, he stroked Natalie’s nipples with his tongue like an artist applying the final touches on a masterpiece.

“My nipples are so hard.”

“You know what I want now?” he asked.

“What?” Natalie’s smile was devilish.

“I want some of that teenage pussy.”

Mr. Randle wrapped his arms around her back, and with little effort, tossed her petite body onto the bed. He unbuttoned the pants of her denim jeans and pulled down the zipper. Amazed by Mr. Randle’s strength, Natalie watched as he jerked off both the denim pants and silky pink panties in one motion. The look in his eyes was borderline crazy, as though the lust she encouraged had driven him insane. As the old Mr. Randle exited before her eyes, a new version emerged.

He buried his face into her shaved pussy. Lifting her head slightly, she watched as Mr. Randle guided his fingers over her swollen labia. Mr. Randle’s perfect body was already beginning to glisten with sweat. His eyes were locked between her legs. He guided his fingers along the outer lips, executing slow, deliberate movements. Natalie tensed up, releasing a small shudder as her volcanic body came nearer to eruption.

Using the forefinger and middle finger from each hand, he spread her pussy lips apart while swiftly stroking his tongue up and down. Natalie legs buckled, and her body shivered a little more viciously. Welcoming the oncoming orgasm, Natalie humped her pelvis into his face, sliding more clitoris into his mouth.

Gasping for breath, enthralled by lust, Natalie screamed. “Mr. Randle! Oh my God! I’m gonna cum.”

Mr. Randle’s locked eyes with Natalie. He spread her legs further apart as Natalie lifted her clitoral hood. Sucking and biting, he made the effort to give an experience she would never forget.

“I’m cuming!” Natalie screamed.

He forced her pussy lips further apart, and assaulted her clit with his tongue. Moments later, Natalie’s body halted for a split second, then began to jerk forcefully. It felt as though her body was vibrating from head to toe.

“OH GOD-

Natalie’s next words were stifled by a second, smaller orgasm. This was proceeded by a third and fourth orgasm. Her entire body felt depleted of energy. But she could tell by the look in Mr. Randle’s eyes that the festivities hadn’t come to a conclusion yet.

“Damn,” she said.

“How many high school boys do it like that?”

Mr. Randle continued to push several fingers in and out of her pussy. His mouth glistened with Natalie’s cum.

“I think it’s your turn, Mr. Randle.”

He checked his watch. “I think it’s time you met my friend.”

Resting against the head board of the king-size bed, Mr. Randle was watching intently as Natalie slithered between his legs like a cobra coming in for the kill. She pulled down the zipper, and fished his massive cock from the slit in his pants.

Natalie’s mouth was agape. Her eyes defined her astonishment. The girth was more than her hand could handle. She grasped his cock with two hands, massaging with palm and fingers. Mr. Randle growled several times, watching carefully as the delicate, big breasted school girl fondled his cock. Keeping eye contact, she leveled her mouth with his cock, then licked her lips.

Never in her life had she seen a cock so big. Perplexed, Natalie wasn’t quite sure how to handle the task. Leaning forward, she glided her tongue up and across his balls, along the base, up the length, and to the bulbous head. Opening wide, she slid her mouth over the dark chocolate cock-head, tongue moving back and forth between the urethra. Sliding her tongue underneath the head, Natalie felt the familiar tingle return between her legs.

Carefully, Natalie managed to take more of his cock inside her mouth, licking the underside of his shaft as each inch disappeared between her lips. Rubbing the base of his cock with an open hand while bobbing her head up and down between his legs at a decent pace, Natalie never averted eye contact.

Mr. Randle didn’t shout a word of warning when he began to thrust his cock. He grabbed her by the back of the head with both hands, pulling hair in the process. Natalie desperately struggled to match the rhythm as his dick slid back and forth in her mouth, grotesquely distending her cheeks with its movement.

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There would have been no way that Rose could have gotten all that furniture up to her second floor apartment by herself. She was really in a jam. The delivery men from the furniture store weren’t satisfied with her copy of the invoice. It clearly indicated that her apartment number was 202 and that certainly meant that she lived on the second floor. But the men insisted that there was an extra charge for delivery to anything above the first floor so unless she could prove that she had paid the extra amount, they would not carry the stuff inside the building. It was very fortunate that Frank and Roger passed by when they did. They were just returning from playing basketball and graciously volunteered to continue their workout by coming to Rose’s rescue.

For two hours the well conditioned young men patiently and good-naturedly brought up each item and placed it exactly where she wanted it. Sometimes they had to move things around several times. They were in pretty good shape and Rose caught herself watching them work several times. They were still dressed in their sleeveless T-shirts and gym shorts. She found it pretty sexy, the way their arms and legs strained with the heavy furniture.

Finally, once the sofa, reclining chair, two coffee tables, two end tables, two lamps, a china cabinet, and a bookcase, a dresser, two more end tables, a queen size bed and assorted other accessories had finally settled into their final resting place, the work was done. Rose chatted with her two new friends through the open door of her newly arranged apartment. Their heavy breathing and sweated brows did not go unnoticed. Neither did their tanned and muscular bodies.

She was feeling a bit guilty about taking advantage of their help so she offered to make the guys a nice dinner as their reward. They eagerly excepted because neither of them could cook as well as they moved furniture. The conversation quickly ended and they left. They promised to return after they got cleaned up and Rose had the chance to do the same.

Rose had met the two men them several times before but only in passing. She had occasionally seen them by the pool and had exchanged little more than a dozen words with them since she moved in just over a mouth ago. With her busy schedule, that was about all there was time for. Even after those first few chance meetings Rose had found the men relatively attractive but her mind was on so many other things during that busy period that she gave them little thought. They were in their mid-thirties which made them about five or six years older than Rose. Frank was the taller of the two, standing 6′-1″. He had dark brown hair and deep dark brown eyes.

His features were more rugged appearing than Roger’s. He was very masculine. His broad chest was covered with soft straight black hair. He certainly fell into the tall, dark and handsome category. Roger was very different. Slightly shorter, around 5′-11″, and had the body of a swimmer. His blonde hair and blue eyes went well with his lighthearted nature. His almost boyish features belied his actual age. He was almost never without a smile. Rose fell into the petite category. She felt a bit intimidated when her 5′-4″, 105 pound frame stood next to her nick-of-time acquaintances. Luckily, their very friendly nature quickly disarmed any fears that she initially had.

After her shower, she dressed for the warm comfortable California summer evening. She put on her white shorts and a swimming suit top then covered up with a light and shear white jacket. She wanted to be attractive for her guests but not too suggestive. That was always a difficult balance to maintain. The doorbell rang just as Rose was running the last few strokes of her brush through her long blonde hair. She quickly added a touch of perfume and answered the door.

Her guests appeared more handsome to Rose now than they had earlier. Their hair was neatly combed back and still wet from their showers. They both wore shorts that highlighted their long, tan and muscular legs. Frank had on a flowered short sleeve shirt. The top three buttons were undone. That’s when Rose first noticed his soft black chest hair. Roger had on another T-shirt that advertised his desire to be surfing anywhere in Hawaii. Rose liked their different choices in colognes. They came into her apartment carrying two bottles of wine.

The three partook in the usual small talk that covered where they were all from, how long each had been in California, and what they each did for a living, etc. All in all, the conversation was pleasant and enjoyable while they eat dinner and sipped the delightful wine on a wonderfully warm evening. When the dinner was finally finished, Rose got up to clear the dishes. She leaned over the table to pick up Frank’s plate. Glancing at his face, she caught him looking at her breasts. They weren’t large enough to run the risk of leaving her top but at 34C, there was enough to catch any interested eye. Frank sensed the situation and they both quickly turned away with embarrassment, Escort bayan he from looking and her from catching him. Meanwhile, Roger had seen the brief event and smiled at Rose.

They all went to the living room and continued their conversations. They were pretty comfortable with each other by now and that was certainly aided by the good food and wine. Rose sat on the chair while her two friends settled onto the sofa. She asked Roger if he wouldn’t mind turning on the light next to him. As he reached over, his legs spread slightly. She couldn’t help noticing that one leg of his shorts had revealed that he wore no underwear. A portion of one of his testicles was clearly visible. It was almost devoid of hair. With the light turned on, Roger resumed his normal posture and his shorts covered him from Rose’s view but Frank had caught her looking at his friend. He smiled just a bit and that magnified her embarrassment.

Even the brief glimpse of Roger excited Rose. She hadn’t been intimate with a man since coming to California and her last relationship certainly left a lot to be desired from a sexual point of view.

Roger excused himself and went off towards the bathroom. While he was gone, Frank looked at Rose with those magical eyes of his, smiled and said, “I think you are very beautiful. I have been watching you all evening. I’m so glad that we finally got the chance to meet.”

“Thank you very much for the compliment”, Rose sheepishly replied.

She felt as if his look could completely see through her clothes. It made her uncomfortable but she liked the feeling that she was attractive and worked through her uneasiness. Her mind ran through several flash real-time fantasies. She tried to imagine of what her guests looked like out of those brief shorts. Her mind still clung to the vision of what she had seen of Roger earlier.

“Come here, OK?” her new friend requested.

They both stood and Rose slowly walked to him.

They embraced. Rose had to stand on her toes and her arms barely made it around him. He squeezed her and her slight frame was enveloped by his strength. She felt her breasts squeeze against his chest. She felt a bulge in his shorts press firmly against her abdomen that caused a distant tingling in her groin. Her legs gave up the task of keeping herself upright. She literally swooned in his grasp. His face approached hers. Their eyes were closed and their lips touched. They kissed. His soft lips pressed perfectly to hers and she held her breath. He released her just slightly and began to lightly kiss her cheek and neck. Her head rested back with her eyes still closed and she surrendered to him.

He led her to the sofa. She felt his powerful but gentle hands touch her ear and neck. Her hand was rested on his chest as if to push him away but she did not push. Slowly his dancing fingers made their way to her chest. Her eyes remained shut tight and she felt her breasts move with each long deep breath. Rose felt his hand slip lightly over her breast. Her nipple jumped to attention. He pressed his hand more firmly and began to massage her. Quite nimbly his hand slid under her bathing suit top and brushed against her nipple making it feel as if it was on fire. He pushed the strap from her shoulder and her breast was free to him now. He kissed her all over her face. Rose sensed his deep breathing as he caressed her ear with his lips.

Her hand weakly slid from his chest and went down to his shorts. She could feel the firm and enormous bulge from beneath. His legs parted and she let her hand fall between them. They naturally cupped the stretched material covering his balls. She gently massaged them causing him to release a very low moan. Frank’s hand left her breast and made its way to between her own legs. As it came to a rest, Rose was sure that he would be able to sense the warmth deep inside. Her body was eager to produce the warm wetness that was building with their excitement. Then there was another sensation. She opened her eyes and saw that Roger had returned. Now dressed only in his shorts, he was kissing the nipple of her exposed breast. It sent rockets of excitement through her.

Frank whispered in her ear, “I want you. I want you now.” After a slight pause he added, “WE want you.”

“Yes, yes. I want you both,” Rose gasped back.

Roger stopped kissing her and stood back up. Frank removed Rose’s top completely and she watched Roger remove his shorts. As they slid from his waist, his erect penis pointed straight out from his body. It was very long, possibly approaching least nine inches Rose thought to herself, but it was surprisingly thin. He had very little pubic hair. Then Frank stood and undressed. As in most other areas, Frank was very different than his friend. When presented with the sight of his penis, Rose could easily tell that it was at least an inch shorter. But oh my! Was it ever thicker! It caused her to momentarily hold her breath.

Now it was Rose’s turn. She got up from the sofa Bayan escort and removed her shorts. She now stood naked before her seducers. A part of her was eager to continue the adventure and yet another part was still somewhat apprehensive. This would all be new to her but she did not want it to stop.

Without anyone saying a word, Frank took Rose by the hand and led her to the middle of the floor. He laid her down. He knelt beside her and began kissing her breasts again. Roger just stood over them and watched his friend kiss his way down her stomach. He began to slowly rub his engorged cock with his hand while patiently waiting Frank to make room for him. Just as Frank’s wet tongue touched Rose’s navel, she reached up and slid her hands along Roger’s legs. She reached only to his thighs. With this silent invitation, he dropped to his knees. His long and stiff cock was now poised directly over Rose’s face. Her hand was on his buttocks and she moved him toward her. The underside of his penis lay across her lips. Using pursed lips she began to slide her mouth from its tip to the base. Each pass made it slicker and slicker with saliva.

Roger had now spread Rose’s legs. Chills shot along her spine as the juices from her aroused insides cooled in the summer air. She felt the lips of her pussy, stuck together with her wetness, being gently separated by her new lover’s lips. She heard him breath deeply. She felt her body rush to release more of her liquid passion and could feel the warm wetness slide from her opening down towards her anus. With the sting of an electric shock she felt Frank’s tongue lick her moistening pussy. OH, she was in heaven! Frank expertly moved his tongue in and out of her anxious passage. His perfect sense of love making knew exactly when to lick and suck at her swollen clitoris, when to pause and when to press into her deeply. Again and again Rose was brought to the brink of orgasm but each time he stopped, causing her to roll down from the precipice.

Roger was certainly the beneficiary of Frank’s wonderful talents. Each time Rose was brought to the edge of orgasmic oblivion, she would suck more aggressively at Roger’s member. In her frenzied state she gently clawed and tugged at his balls held so tightly in his scrotum. She loudly sucked and slobbered at his prick as it slid along her mouth. Roger stepped across her and straddled her chest. His hard balls pressed against her and his saliva slicked cock slipped between her breasts. He began to slide back and forth and Rose used her hands to press her breasts against his dick. Her fingertips rubbed at her nipples and that made her tingle.

Rose felt a strong pressure at her crotch. It made her eyes and mouth opened wide and her chest collapsed with a deep exhale. Frank had lifted her legs, placed a pillow under her buttocks and had entered her. His wide penis spread her open like no man previously. The welcome intrusion was greeted with the squishy wet sound of her lubricant. She was not in pain but completely filled. Just as her mouth had opened from Frank’s welcome intrusion, Roger moved his cock along the slick path between her tits and slid its tip between her parted lips. Slowly, and in unison, the two men began their slow motions. Each pushing in and drawing out in perfect synchronism, each stretching Rose in a different way. When Roger’s body moved down towards her, his cock pressed deep into the back of her throat. He was well aware of its length and was very careful not to press in too far and hurt her. He could have for when it was slid into her mouth as far as she could take it a full inch remained outside.

Frank’s movements stretched her differently. With each withdrawing stroke, the lips of her pussy would collapse attempting to force him out from her body but he would not allow it. Each time she came close to expelling the invading member, he would slide it in again, stretching her open, almost to the point where it would hurt.

Faster and faster the men now moved. Rose was approaching her first orgasm but would Frank finally let her have it? Rose had been close so many times already. She wanted to come. She wanted it badly. Her pussy was aching from the eagerness to climax. Her hips thrust into Frank’s to encourage him further. Violently and uninhibitedly she sucked Roger’s lovely dick in and out of her mouth as if she would be allowed to come as a reward. Closer and closer she came. Wilder and wilder her body cooperated with her lovers.

“I’m coming. I’M COMING. DON’T STOP! Please make me come! PLEASE make me come!” Rose shouted.

She came thunderously. Her stomach muscles contracted. Her chest exhaled its captive breath and lunged upward, forcing Roger’s prick deep into her mouth. Her lips clenched down on him. The muscles of her pussy spasmed. Her eyes shut tight and bright flashes of light burst beneath the closed lids. As the second spasm hit, Frank pressed into her deep. She felt her pussy gush to the brink of overflowing with the thin and almost clear cum Escort that she so desperately wanted to expel. Again and again the waves of passion overtook Rose as she tumbled down the hill toward orgasmic bliss. She felt the outside of her pussy and her legs become wet and warm with her cum. Soon she would feel herself and Frank become sticky with her fiery wetness.

Her body was still shuddering in climax when she felt Roger’s cock swell deep inside her mouth. Was he going to come in her mouth? Oh no! No one had ever done that to her before. She had sucked cock before but never had the nerve to stay with it to the end. She wasn’t ready to do it now but what was she going to do? Roger’s knees were on either side of her head prevented her from turning away! She opened her mouth as wide as she could in an attempt to release Roger’s prick so he could leave her but he didn’t. She pressed her tongue against the underside of his cock to prompt its exit but it didn’t help. Instead, she felt the engorged shaft swell again and a muscular knot zoom towards the tip still embedded deep in the back of her throat.

As her own shattering orgasm was subsided, Rose experienced Roger’s climax like she had felt none other. In a forceful and continuous stream, hot thick fluid splashed against the back of her mouth. Her throat instinctively closed to prevent the viscous ejaculate from being swallowed. She felt another burst of the creamy semen fill her still open mouth to the edge of her lips. Her nose twinged with the powerful and musky aroma of Roger’s cum. Her tongue was bathed in its gooey texture and salty taste. Rose was stunned by the new sensation but not afraid. She was thrilled by the shocking reality of what was happening to her and excited by the wickedness and the taboo nature of the experience but she was not ashamed nor would she ever regret any of it.

She was completely lost in the overwhelming sensations. Frank kept thrusting his wonderful cock in and out of Rose’s dripping pussy while Roger continued to come in her mouth. She was a slave to the passion as if instantly addicted to everything that was happening to her.

Roger moved back and removed his still spurting dick from Rose’s overflowing mouth. His last few spurts fell short of her chin and lay in long lines on her chest and breasts. She did not care. Her cunt was racing towards another climax. She sat up and rested back on her arms. Her eyes and mouth were again open wide as her vaginal muscles spasmed uncontrollably. She felt the warm and thickening semen in her mouth over flow her lips just as her own cum seemingly slashed from between her legs.

Now it was Roger’s turn. As soon as he was sure that Rose’s second orgasm would continue regardless of his presence, he withdrew his cock from her twitching cunt. He straddled his petite host and moved in towards her face. As he came close to her, she could see the thickly veined cock was slick and literally dripping with her cum. She could smell the sweet scent of her own juices as he moved closer. She was mesmerized by her own odor. Not repulsed or shocked, but rather fascinated by it.

Just as the tip was about to get too close for her to focus on it clearly, she saw the tiny slit part. A thick white burst of Roger’s cum raced toward her. It struck her on the cheek and splashed over her nose and mouth. Without hesitation he continued to move closer. The bulging head of his cock slipped into Rose’s mouth. Her own cum sweetened the taste of his erupting member. More and more of his cock pressed between her stretched lips displacing equal amount of Roger’s still present ejaculate. Rose felt it cascade in a sheet from her mouth and dribble down and cling to her chin. She felt the long strands of the hot cum touch her breasts that were still heaving in the aftermath of her own climax but Frank was just beginning his. He was deep into her mouth now. There was only room for his magnificent cock and nothing else. Each successive spasm made Rose sputter his thick sticky cum from her mouth. There was no way that she could do anything else. Frank sensed her predicament and quickly withdrew but his orgasm was still raging. Repeatedly his prick spewed long ribbons of cum onto Rose’s face and into her open mouth.

She was no longer concerned about what was happening to her. She wanted it. She wanted to taste and feel cum all over her body. She was ready to be bathed in the hot sticky male cream. Her tongue played with the gooey mess that stretched from her upper and lower lips. She reveled in the sensations of cum sticking to her face, dripping from her mouth, dangling from her chin, sliding down her neck and running dripping from her breasts.

When Frank’s cock was spent, Rose breathed deeply with her eyes closed. She tried to relax but her mind was spinning with the new experience. She opened her eyes and saw her two wonderful lovers sitting in front of her. Small amounts of cum still oozed from their dicks. She ran her hand along her chin and gathered up some of the liquid treasure. It was sensuously sticky in her fingers. She lowered her hand and placed it between her still spread legs. Exposing her inner flesh to the gentlemen before her, she pressed one and then two of the coated fingers into her cunt.

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I’d been on the road with Barry for over 7 months now, and it is never a dull moment. I have seen some great places and met some great people too. But meeting Barry’s close friend Walter, or should I say Big Poppa; was the highlight of the week.

Poppa is another trucker and has known Barry for over 20 years. He is 5’10, and over 350 pounds. If Poppa didn’t dye his beard and hair he would look just like Santa Claus.

We ran into Poppa outside of Little Rock at a local rest area. And Poppa immediately started in on Barry about a threesome. Barry waved him off and we hit the local diner for an early lunch. I squeezed into one of the booths and before Barry could get in next to me Poppa scooted in. Barry sat across from me and told Poppa to keep his hands to himself! I ate my lunch and listened to the crazy stories that Poppa shared. I laughed so hard my face hurt. Barry excused himself and went to the bathroom which was just the opening Poppa needing.

No sooner had Barry left I felt Poppa grab my wrist and place my hand on his cock. I tried to pull my hand back but Poppa held it firmly against his crotch. My eyes went wide as I felt a huge cock swell under my touch. Poppa’s cock was huge, I mean HUGE!! Poppa turned and smiled at me and said, “13 inches son, you think that will fit down your throat and up your ass?” I responded that I was with Barry and I would appreciate it if he would release my wrist. Poppa just laughed and said, “Come on son, you think you’re the only piece of ass that Barry and I have shared? Why do you think he went to the bathroom? It was so I can convince you into taking us both on!” I was shocked! Intrigued, but shocked.

A part of me was mad that Barry would want to share me, but the other part of me was turned on by being used by two large cocks. One in my mouth and one in my ass, being used like a pair of Chinese Fingercuffs! Before I could say anything Barry returned to the table and asked Poppa if he asked me yet? I looked at Barry with disgust in my eyes, and I swear my giant lover went pale. Barry started to say something but I cut him off. “So you want to share me with someone else now? I thought we had something special? I thought you loved me?” I said with anger in my voice. Barry tried to form words but I cut him off. “I can’t believe you Barry! I can’t, I can’t believe you didn’t ask me sooner!”

Barry’s face went from confusion to pure excitement. “Your sure?” he asked. I squeezed Poppa’s huge hard cock under the table and said, “Oh yeah, I’m sure!”

Since both Barry and Poppa are large men we decided to get a motel room for the night. Poppa said he would take care of everything and to meet him Escort bayan at the room around 7. I wanted to get to the room early so I could shower properly and get cleaned up. As soon as we walked through the motel door I fell to the floor laughing. Poppa didn’t get just any room, he got one of those cheesy honeymoon themed rooms. There was a huge heart shaped bed and a Jacuzzi tub. And rose petals scattered all over the room. I was crying I was laughing so hard. Poppa just looked at us and said, “Well I thought a special night deserved a special room.” Barry told Poppa he did good and I made my way to the bathroom, as my men left to hit the bar. I told Barry I would text him when I was ready.

I showered and cleaned up good. I then drew a hot bath so I could shave my body. I like to be nice and smooth, from my cock and balls to my tight hole. I even went the extra mile and shaved my legs and underarms too! So I was completely hairless from my neck down. I got out of the tub, dried off and got one of my large dildos and lube out. I needed to stretch things out before the boys got back. I squirted some lube on my fingers and applied it to my hole. I slowly inserted one finger and worked it in and out of my hole. God I love having my ass penetrated. I don’t think there is a better feeling in the world!

I slowly worked another finger in my ass and played with my hole more. My cock was getting harder and harder as I slowly fucked my ass with my fingers. I worked a third finger in and felt week in the knees. I pulled my fingers out and lubed up the 8″ dildo. I stuck the suction cup base on the floor and slowly lowered my ass toward it. I positioned the cock head against my hole, took a deep breath, bared down and inserted the dildo in my hole. The dildo slid in with ease and like the hungry cock whore I am I rode it with vigor. It didn’t take long before I was cumming. I licked my fingers clean and proceeded to clean myself up again. Once I was done I put on a sexy jock strap I had been saving for a special occasion and opened a bottle of poppers. I figured I was going to need it. I went and positioned myself on the heart shaped bed (face down, ass up of course) and waited for Barry and Poppa to arrive.

Barry and Poppa arrived sometime after 8 and by the looks on their faces I could tell they liked what they saw. Barry closed the door and Poppa made his way to the bed, undressing the whole way. For a big man he sure did move fast. One second he was crossing the room, the next his big hands were caressing my ass. Poppa had rough hands, working mans hands and those large hands explored every part of my body. Barry casually made his way to the Bayan escort bed and slowly started to undress. Poppa stopped feeling me up just long enough to undress himself. Once he was naked he was all over me again. Barry leaned down and kissed me deep, told me he loved me then positioned his cock in front of my mouth. I took his cock in my mouth and started sucking on it with everything I had. I was really getting into things when I felt Poppa’s tongue on my hole. His warm tongue was soon replaced with a large finger as he started working my tight hole. One finger became two, two became three, and then they were gone. Barry took his cock from my mouth and said that right now he wanted to just sit back and watch this. I was confused for a moment until I felt a large hand spread my ass cheeks and a huge mushroom head slowly pushing against my hole.

“Are you ready for 13 inches of man meat boy?” Poppa said. I replied by pushing my ass back against his cock head. “Alright, take it then!” With that Poppa pushed hard and I felt his cock enter me. Pain radiated through me and I cried out in pain. “Take it boy, take it!” was all I heard Poppa say before he slowly withdrew to just his large mushroom head. I was relieved he had stopped and was starting to pull away from him when he grabbed me by the waist and slammed all 13 inches inside me. I screamed in pain as I was impaled by Poppa’s large cock. I felt like I was going to black out when I felt Barry’s hand on my chin. I looked up and he put the bottle of poppers under my nose. I inhaled deep and was lost in a fog. My ass seemed to instantly open up to accommodate Poppa’s large cock, and the pleasure of that large piece of man meat thrusting into me soon had me moaning in pleasure. I stayed on all fours for a good 15 minutes before I decided I wanted to ride that beast.

I pulled away from Poppa and with a large pop his cock slipped from my ass. I reached back and felt my hole. It was gaping open, and before this night was over I was going to be gaping even wider! I told Poppa to lay on the bed and he complied. I positioned myself over his cock and started to suck on his large bear balls, and glistening shaft. I licked up and down his cock and paid special attention to that large mushroom head. I knew I couldn’t take his entire cock in my throat, but I was sure going to try! I opened wide and took his cock in my mouth. I sucked him all the way to the back of my throat before I started to gag. I took a deep breath, swallowed and took his cock another few inches down my throat. Poppa moaned and grabbed my head with his large hands and started to fuck my throat. I started to gag and choke before Poppa Escort let go of my head and I was able to come up for air. He smiled at me and I couldn’t help but smile back. But I wasn’t done, I wanted to feel that large cock in my ass again!

I climbed up on Poppa and positioned his large cock against my hole. I looked him the eyes, blew him a kiss and lowered myself on his cock. The pleasure of that large cock in my ass was like heaven on earth, but I needed more. I lowered myself until I felt Poppa’s balls touch my ass. I had his entire 13 inches inside of me! I slowly started to rock forward and backward on Poppa’s cock, and before long was riding that monster like it was the last cock on earth. I was hopping up and down so much my thighs were starting to burn, but I wasn’t going to stop until I felt this man cumming in my hungry hole!

Up and down, up and down I rode that cock until Poppa started to grunt, and shout out that he was going to cum. That was all I needed to hear, I leaned forward and pinched Poppa’s nipples hard and slammed my ass down hard on his cock. He screamed out and shot his hot load deep in my ass! I rode Poppa until I had every last drop of his cum and then I climbed off of that magnificent cock. His warm cum started to ooze from my gaping ass and run down my thighs. Barry moved towards me and started to gather Poppa’s cum from my ass and thighs and feed it to me. I licked Barry’s hand clean and kissed him deep. He hugged me close and whispered in my ear that that was the hottest thing he had ever seen in his life. I smiled and told him that I love him and would do anything to please him. He whispered back that that was good, because I was about to be put on a spit by two large cocks!

My head was swimming with delight. My tight ass was getting fucked by a 10 inch cock and I had a hard again 13 inch monster using my throat. I thought I was going to lose consciousness when Poppa pulled his cock out of my mouth and started to shoot his load on my face. I was able to get a big breath of air before he shoved his cock back down my throat and continued to feed me his cum. The sight of seeing Poppa cumming on my face and down my throat must have sent Barry over the edge, because he rammed hard into my ass and shot his big load deep inside my bowels. I could feel Barry’s cock spasming inside me, and I knew he had filled my ass with a huge load. I love having a load in my ass; it makes me feel like a whore as is slowly leaks out and runs down my legs hours after its deposit. What can I say, I love cum!!

Poppa had finally pulled his cock from my mouth and I was once again able to breathe freely. This was the first time I had been in a threesome, and I have to say I loved it! Barry pulled his flaccid cock out of my ass and pulled me close. I love it when my big man wraps his arms around me and holds me tight. He kissed me deep and whispered in my ear that he loved me!

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I have a few friends who are bi sexual and they say it is just as romantic and if not more sensual that just being a couple out for fun.

In many ways they are like their counterparts and more openly normal in everything a couple but do but twice as sensual and fun.

Called my friends up and asked them a few questions and of course they have always been open about their relationships into this area of deep heated sex. l was told just like couples there has to be a mood established also.

All six work jobs and so get together are planned when possible. Now my friends have been closely in twinned with their bi sexual friends which total six for years.

Janet, Denise, and Cindy call each other up just like regular friends. The girls seem to do their free time at shopping and many things most couples do and are close nit .

The guys Doug, Matt, and Jerry are all sports fans and stick together as well. No jealousy here I am told , everything is shared and all has their friends in consideration which makes for perfect mates.

She says they plan their get together just like many other couples but with my emphasis’s on enjoyment romancing their many partners.

Of course that has to be a little harder to do I would think but they all say no as all are so considerate of each other and work well in their ongoing relationship.

The meals I am told are made with care or dine outs that are relaxing and pleasurable.

But when it comes to desert they all head home and have a drink and sensual deserts usually made by the women to relax and spark their men into a sensual night of sweet ecstasy.

I then asked her to give me a play by play of a typical get together so I could write about it. My friends are very open about their lives and I was so glad they were for this article.

Good for me as I had many questions and thoughts and they were helpful to me in all that I asked for and more.

On one evening in particular the get together for the couples had been a sizzling success as each women had Escort bayan made deserts while the men cooked the main course with anticipation to come.

The couples told me eating with their fingers seem to be amore sensual mood for all . This is how the story went as Janet sat across from me having lunch while we talked.

Janet and Doug have a pool and this is where it all started that night of fun. The setting natural and relaxing as all helped cook and swim.

The meal was of course was my favorite recipe in this article because I had given it to Janet a few weeks earlier.

As each ate and talked I was told Denise and Cindy decided to kiss each other and tantalize each other so the guys would watch and enjoy.

Soon Janet had joined in and they explored each others sweet drenched mouths of the savory steak dinner.

As Janet watched Denise and Cindy she unhooked their bathing suit tops and slowly began fondling their breasts first with her hands and then with her mouth going back and forth to each equally.

With each switch Janet would chew on each nipple she sought out. The guys had skived to nothing and were watching as the girls kissed and licked each other.

Janet preceded to free their passion spots of any remaining clothes as she dipped her fingers into both and who crème with pleasure.

The men how ever seeing the girls and getting hot looked from one to the other and smiled and then Doug reached over and grabbed Matt’s already erected cock and begun fondling him in context watching the girls.

Janet saw the movement and sashayed over to Matt and Doug and took the strawberries with her and drizzle Matt’s hot member with the crème as she lightly flicked and toughed around his throbbing staff.

Seeing this Matt dropped down to give her a helping tongue as Jerry watched slowly pumping his huge member in his hand.

Watching Janet and Denise, Jerry walked over and started sliding strawberries into each one’s already hot spot.

The two women spread their Bayan escort legs for easy access and Jerry dipped down between the two and licked both of their sweet g- spots as he inserted the strawberries.

Janet and Matt were now on each side of Doug and licking him clean from top to bottom as he watched everyone.

Taking turns Matt had licked Doug’s hot throbbing member as Janet helped. Matt suckled the edges with his lips and then inserted Matt fully into his hot mouth. Janet seeing this turned herself up side down on the patio and grasp Matt into her hot mouth .

Doug watched and then dipped his fingers into Janet who arched to meet his fingers as they gently sent shivers all through her body .

On the other side of the pool Denise had toughed deep with in Cindy as Jerry watched in fascination. Laid back so Jerry could watch them

Denise was licking Cindy so erotically and her toughed flittered over the girl’s clitoris like millions of hot lava as she teased Cindy to just about cumin in her mouth.

But Denise pulled back and let Jerry arouse Cindy even more as he chewed on her nipples till they were raspberries.

Janet on the other hand had added new chocolate to Doug and Matt was sliding his moth once more deep into his throat.

Janet had slid herself onto Doug’s hot cock and was gently rocking him into her from behind so she could hold Doug’s cock and watch as Matt sensually suckled him.

Looking over Janet could see that Cindy and Denise were now on top of each other and sucking each into oblivion as Jerry took turns inserting his cock into one and then the other as they moaned loudly.

Watching Janet saw Jerry also every so often slide himself into one of the other girls mouth so he could watch them frantically adjust to keep the hotness going.

Janet on the other hand watched as Matt suckled Doug and thrust harder into her . Slipping off his cock she had straddled herself across Doug’s mouth and was welcomed with his hot mouth as he licked her as no man had Escort ever before as she watched below.

Moving to the patio all three were in hot tasty suckling.

Matt hungrily eating Doug and Doug eating Janet and Janet wildly eating Matt.

Janet was the first to crème in Doug’s mouth and she could feel her hot juices running all over his face in a crescendo like none she had ever had.

Just as she thought she was done then she had erupted again and again into his hot mouth as Doug had started shooting into Matt’s mouth and the frenzy intensified as the men both came while sending all three into hectic ecstasy over and over again.

Jerry on the other hand had laid down on the patio and he had slid Cindy slowly onto his cock and had Denise sit on his face.

The two girls were taking turns sucking each others breasts and passionately kissing each other higher as they rode him top and bottom slowly.

Switching the girls back and forth every so often made for a sweet repertoire and a very sweet tasting treat as both girls had their hot succulents filled with strawberries .

Cindy was the first to cumin her crème into Jerry’s mouth and he licked her hotly as she ran down his throat.

Cindy thought she would literality go wild as Denise knew she was creaming Jerry’s mouth full of her juices and she could feel her own crème starting in as she reached out and hooked her hot mouth onto one of Cindy’s nipples and nibbled her furiously.

Jerry could feel the hotness inside Cindy and that spurred him into giving her more of his member as she came he suckled Denise yet into another crème and burst way beyond his dreams into Cindy as she came over and over again.

Janet assured me that this was an evening no one in their group would ever forget.

With a smile she said it had been the best yet. She also said romancing all your partners with good feelings and good food and great relaxation sets the mood for a much more sexual atmosphere and fun times with very little effort.

Now talk about good company friends and food and beautiful sexual sensual ecstasy.

Janet assured me that was a great night for all and even asked if I would be interested sometime.

I told her you never know I just might soon.

Bona Petite!

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