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My Submissive Summer Ch. 03

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Living Room

I woke up the next morning and felt like I have been run over by a truck. I was sore as hell. I mustered up enough energy to make it to the bathroom and run a bath to soak my sore ass and pussy. As the bath was running I slowly walked into the kitchen to get something to eat and drink. I saw another letter on my floor and slowly bent down to pick it up. I was all ready for my bath when there was a pounding on my door. I still had my dress on from the night before, walked into the bathroom, and got my robe.

I asked who it was. Cable, the guys said. I opened the door and let him in. Rough night they guy said. I smiled and said no it was a fun one. He tried to make small talk with me some more and all my mind was flashing too was the incredible sex that I had last night. He asked me out on a date but I politely declined saying I was already seeing someone.

The cable guy left and I walked into my room and took off the dress I had on the night before. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and noticed that my hair was matted to my head and I looked like a cheap whore. No wonder the guy asked me out, he thought he would get some from me. I thought to myself. I slowly got into the bathtub and the warm water made my soreness go away. I sat there soaking and flashing back to the images of Ron fucking me. I remembered the envelope, gotta out of the tub, got it, and brought it back to read in the tub.

There was a key in the envelope. I thought how sweet he gave me a key to his place. I started to read the letter. First thing my lil black cock slut, my place needs to be cleaned because my folks are coming into town this weekend and it needs a cleaning. I was shocked that he asked me that question. But as I continued reading, he said that it would greatly improve my chances of being fucked by him. He also told me to get his favorite bath products, so he wouldn’t have to use the girly stuff I got. In addition, he said that I should think about getting more bed sheets and something in silk or satin for the times, he does stay over and wants to use me. None of these requests bothered me. I needed new sheets anyhow and I really didn’t like people using my bath products anyhow.

So, I got dressed and got some cleaning supplies and the stuff Ron asked for and then there was a knock again on my door. I asked who is it. delivery for Tara. I opened the door and this guy hands me 2 bags with clothes in them. I asked whom they were from but the guy didn’t know. I gave him a tip and placed the bags in my bedroom. Somewhat curious what is in them but I knew I had to get Ron’s place clean for his folks. I walked up there, opened up the place, and couldn’t believe how incredible his place was. So, I started in the kitchen and made it spotless. I opened the refrigerator to get something to drink but there was nothing in there but some condiments and leftovers. I finished cleaning the living room and then moved to the bedroom. I found clothes under the bed and on the closet floor. I noticed a washer and dryer in there and did his laundry for him. I moved into the bathroom and noticed the tub needed some serious cleaning. I treated his bathtub with some cleaning product and had to wait 20 minutes for it to work.

I decided to get him some groceries. I figured that since he was spending money on clothes for me, and his folks are coming in, it’s the least I could do. I went shopping and got back and put them away. I was finishing up on the bathroom when a knock on the door occurred. I opened the door. It was Ron’s parents. I didn’t know they would be here today. The dad goes; oh, you must be the maid that my son has. I smiled and said no. Im the neighbor. Ron was nice enough to help me put together some things in my place downstairs and he asked me to do him a favor and it was the least I could do.

My boy always been good with his hands and tools. I smiled and snickered as I went back to finishing the bathroom. I got done with the bathroom, took his clothes out of the dryer, folded them, and put them where they belong.

Wow, I wish I could get a white girl to clean my place and do my laundry so my wife wouldn’t complain so much. I laughed thinking that if he fucked as well as his son did, I would have no trouble. I gathered up my supplies and said goodbye leaving the key on the counter as Ron walked in all sweaty from working out. I wanted to please him so badly. He hugged his mom and dad and saw me there.

Oh, You’re here.

Yes, I just finished up. I said

He said thanks and I will pay you back for it. I smiled and said no problem.

I got back to my place and was in heat. I wanted to be fucked so badly by Ron. I put away all the cleaning products, Side escort went into my room, and checked out the clothing that was got for me. I dumped everything out and the clothing was all short skirts or dresses, low cut items. all tight and revealing. There was a note in the bag. When your around me you will wear one of the outfits, do you understand babygirl. I decided to try them on and every item looked like clothing that a hooker would wear. Although I have lost tons of weight over the years, I was still shy about my body. I liked the way I looked in them.

So, I made an appointment for tanning. I should up there and asked if there were any beds that I could go naked in so I wouldn’t have tan lines. I finished tanning, was driving home, and decided to stop and get dinner. I got some food and came home. I was pulling into the parking lot when I saw Ron get into his parents car and go to dinner.

I ate my dinner alone and watched some TV, waiting that Ron would come down and fuck me. I started to get ready for bed when there was a knock on my door. I rushed over to the door. I opened the door and it was Ron. I invited him in. He sat down and told me to come to him. I hurried to him and he told me to kneel next to him. I did what he said. He told me that I did a good job with his place and that id be doing it every week from now on. He told me that when he wants it cleaned he would leave the key with me. I don’t want you coming up there without being invited. I had no problem because I was horny as hell and need a good fucking.

Did you enjoy the fucking I gave you last night?

I smiled and said yes I loved being fucked by you and your wonderful black cock. He pats my head.

Now my lil black cock slut, what are you doing wrong? I was confused and didn’t know. He told me to get over his knee again. He spanked my ass while reminding me that I should be in the clothes he chosen to wear around him. Now go wear what I want you to wear. I grabbed this micro mini skirt and tube top and got dressed and returned to the living room.

Much better slut, that’s the way I like you to be dressed around me.

I thanked him for the clothing and asked how much he paid for them, so I could reimburse him. He said don’t worry about it. Im fucking the storeowner and she’s as hooked on my cock as you are. She lets me shop for my other women as long as I continue satisfying her needs.

What’s on your mind baby girl?

I paused for a second and told him that I needed to be fucked by him. He smiled and told me he didn’t have time to fuck me and that he came down for a blowjob while his folks were asleep. I reached from his pants, undid them, and began to stroke his cock to an erection.

You like sucking on my cock don’t you?

I love sucking on your cock, I said.

He shakes his head and I knew my mistake. I get up and present my ass to him and he whacks it hard. Now try it again you lil white slut.

I love sucking on your black cock, Ron.

Very good.

I start by running my tongue up and down his cock and stroking it softly. I wrap my lips around his head and tease the tip with my tongue. I bob up and down on his wonderful cock. Spit and slobber coming out of the sides of my mouth. I then reach the tip of his cock and use the tip of my tongue to down the side of his cock and begin to lick his massive black balls. I continue to stroke his cock, lick, and tease his balls with my tongue. I work my way back up his cock and begin to deep throat this wonderful black cock like I did last night. I bobbed back and forth on his cock with my nose hitting his groin area. I felt a hand on the back of my head as he shoots his cum into my mouth. I lick him clean and pull away.

Good lil black cock sucker you are.

He started to button his pants when he sees a bead of cum on his cock. He grabs my hair and wipes it clean.

Next time that happens you will pay. Do you understand?

I understand Ron

You will not see me tomorrow

I asked why

None of your business ok.

I apologized to him.

On Sunday, my mom will be leaving and it just gonna be my dad and me. You will make us dinner and whatever else, I see fit for you to do. He walks into my room and picks out an outfit and he tells me to wear this on Saturday. I said ok.

Now baby girl if you feel the need to relive yourself, I grant you permission but if you will only masturbate to interracial porn. He hands me a list of titles that he approves and said any of these are worthy of viewing and the can be found at the local adult store. Remember no toys, you have to please yourself and if I find a toy then you Escort side will never see me again. He leaves and I sat there looking at the titles and savoring the taste of his cum in my mouth. I grabbed my keys and rushed out of the apartment. I didn’t realize that I was dressed like a whore but really didn’t care. I had one idea in my head. I wanted to orgasm.

I arrived at the store and instantly all the men stared at me. I walked up to the counter and asked the guy where the dvd section was. He asked what I was looking for. I handed him the list and he found them to for me. He asked what they were for. I said that I was a stripper on my way to a bachelor party and needs some videos. Which he believed and asked me if I had a card so I could give out to his customers. I said I was fresh out and hurried back to my car.

I got back in and couldn’t wait. I popped the first one in. I saw these little white girls being pounded repeatedly by huge black men and I was fixated on their cocks. I popped in the second one and it had a group of black men gangbanging a white women. I masturbated over and over again thinking about what it would be like to be fucked by a group of Rons and that took me over the edge. I orgasmed like I never before. I felt so relaxed and just watch other white girls like myself being fucked by black studs.

I awoke with a spring in my step and felt great. But still wished Ron fucked me last night. I showered and started to think that does Ron want me to fuck his dad. These thoughts floated thru my head. I dismissed the idea until I walked back into my bedroom and saw what he wanted me to wear. He placed a similar outfit to what I wore for him last night but the top was sheer around the stomach.

I threw on some clothes, walked out to the living room, and saw another envelope on my floor. It was from Ron. It was a list of foods that his dad liked to eat and had a reminder to pick up his brand of condoms at the store. I went to work out and then ran to the store.

I got back around home around 2 pm and saw all the porn that I bought sitting on the floor. I started to watch another one when my cell phone rang. I was my mom. We chatted a bit and talked about things. She asked what ive been up too and if I made some new friends. I told her that I made one friend this nice guy in the building that helped me put my things together. She said it was nice of him to help you. She said that she was going on a trip to Europe for the summer with her friends and asked if I needed anything before she left. I said no im fine. She said she was gonna put some money in my account just in case. I thanked her and told her to send me postcards.

As the night went on, there was nothing on TV and I decided to watch some more porn. I watched white girls like me have orgasms after orgasms and I begin to masturbate to them again. I fell asleep on the couch watching porn and when I awoke the next morning, it was still running. I turned off the porn and realized that I had a tanning appointment in 20 minutes. I hurried out and got my tan. I came home and showered and waited for what’s gonna happen tonight.

It was almost 7pm, dinner was almost ready, and I was ready. A knock on the door. It was Ron and his father. I invited them in. I told them to sit down, dinner almost ready. Ron’s dad commented on how good I liked. I blushed and said thank you. I served them both dinner and sat down with them. I was horny for Ron and he knew it.

So Tara, what are you? Ron asks.

I couldn’t believe that he asked me that in front of his father.

I said, I’m your black cock slut.

Ron and his father laughed and I was embarrassed.

So that’s why you were cleaning his apartment, he fucked you really good huh.

I said yes

That’s my boy he says. I taught him everything he knows. Says Ron’s dad

You know Tara out of all the white girls that I’m fucking and showed to him; you’re the one that he liked the most.

I smiled and said that I was grateful.

They continue to talk about me and what I did sexually.

Don’t feel bad baby girl, all white girls need a black cock in them to make them feel like a woman.

Do you agree Tara?

Yes, I love having black cock in me.

I started to clear the plates off the table when I felt Ron’s dad grab my ass. Show me that ass and pussy babygirl. I lifted my skirt up for him and he smacked my ass and began to rub my pussy. I moaned softly.

Shameless black cock slut aren’t you Tara. My old man touches you and you purr like a cat in heat. Well, here is what gonna happen tonight baby girl. You are gonna dance for us as you did for me the other night. Side escort bayan Then your gonna suck both of us off and then we are gonna take turns on ur ass and maybe double-teamed your ass.

Do you have any problems with that?

I responded, no, whatever you want Ron.

I walked over to the stereo and put on some music and at that point, Ron and his dad undo their pants and pull their cocks out. My first thought was that these 2 massive cocks are gonna rip me in half.

Now babygirl, when you see our cocks erect from your dancing you better get over here and suck us off. I began to dance for them and shaking my ass and notice that Ron’s dad cock was erect. So, I walked over to him and fell to my knees between his legs. I grabbed his cock and started to stroke it.

Ask me if you may suck my cock Tara.

May I suck your black cock, I asked Ron’s dad.

Yes, you may.

I begin to suck on his cock like a hover vacuum. I licked, sucked, and teased his cock as if it was the last cock on earth. I was stroking off Ron while blowing his dad.

Damn, this white girl can suck a dick, Ron’s dad comments.

Suck my sons cock now slut.

I move over to Ron’s cock and lick, suck, and tease his cock like Ive done those last two nights. I stroke his dad’s cock off while blowing his son.

I switch back to Ron dad’s cock, lick around the head and down the shaft, lick, tease his balls I wrap my lips around his cock, and bob up and down feverishly. I tasted his precum in my mouth and wanted his cum inside me. A few minutes later. Ron’s dad explodes in my mouth and I gobble up every drop of cum and lick him clean.

I reposition myself to Ron’s wonderful cock and after a few more minutes of sucking and licking. Ron explodes im my mouth and I suck him dry and not missing a drop.

Damn, she really is a black cock slut.

Ron says, what are you baby girl?

Im your black cock slut. I reply

You love black cock don’t you?

Yes sir, I cant get enough of your son.

Ron’s dad commands me to stand up and he lowers my tube top and pulls up my skirt.

Damn, those big ole white tits are real and she don’t wear panties around you she always ready to fuck you huh.

I say yes.

I then lead his dad into the bedroom and begin to take off his clothes. He standing there naked and in good shape for a man in his 40s.

Now my lil white trash slut get on all fours on the bed.

I get on my hands and knees and feel his cock entering my pussy. He starts slowly, then builds up speed, and begins to pound my pussy just as his son does.

Do you like this baby girl?

I love being fucked by black cock. I scream out. After a few more minutes of pumping my pussy be pulls out and pulls off the rubber and cum on my ass.

Don’t move from that position slut, my son will be in soon and I will be back.

He leaves and him fucking me made me hornier for his son.

A few minutes later, Ron walks in, gets on the bed, lines his cock up with my pussy, and pushes it in. I moan out in pleasure. His pounds my pussy for what seems like hours and I was loved every second of it. His father walks in and positions himself in front of me.

Get to sucking bitch. I aint here to watch you get fucked, Ron’s dad says.

I suck on his cock while his son pounds my pussy. I was in heaven.

Do you like this bitch? You like black cock to fill you up huh.

I scream out. OH God…I love black cock.

I orgasm repeatedly at the pounding that Ron is giving me. His dad blows a load of cum in my mouth and I suck and scream in pure ecstasy.

So son hows this lil white slut’s ass

It great dad and she loves it up her ass.

Man, its been awhile since ive gotten some ass.

I repositioned myself and began to suck on Ron’s cock while his dad prepared to fuck my ass. I felt his cock enter my ass and moans in pleasure as he started to move his cock in and out of my ass. I tasted my pussy juices on Ron’s cock and began to suck his cock in the same motion as his dad was fucking my ass.

As the night went on, Ron and his dad continued to double me and fuck me like no tomorrow. When they were done. I collapsed to the bed in exhausted hair soaking wet from sweat and cum.

See son, that’s the way you leave a woman and especially white whores like her fuck them good and hard and they will come back for more and do whatever you say. They laugh, as they get dressed.

What are you Tara?

Im your black cock slut.

They exit my apartment and I muster up enough energy to lock the door and turn off the lights. I walked into the bathroom and showered off all the sweat and cum. I couldn’t help but think of how great tonight was, my hand moved downward to my pussy, and I began to masturbate in the shower to the thoughts of being fucked by Ron and his dad. I changed my sheets and went to sleep happily.

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We are married for 30 years and therefore in the respective Age. My wife has no model measures (ca 170 Pounds) but is a real fox in bed. She has a average size Breast with very large dark brown nipples and a dark nice bush.

My Wife’s first and only Gang-bang

Some Years ago I had been working in Bremen for a while. As it is some distance from our Home I bought a small Apartment where I stayed during the week. As it is a very nice and interesting City my wife came over on some weekends to see some of the City too.

On one of these Weekends, she arrived already on Friday afternoon. We went for Dinner in a nice Restaurant and afterwards in a small Pub for some beer. Whenever she has some Alcohol she loosens up and that’s what happened this evening. After the 5th Beer, all of a sudden, she asked me if I had been faithful to her while staying here. I didn’t get the message and asked what she meant. She told me that when she feels hot and I’m not there, she masturbates a lot. She would use her big black dildo and fuck herself thinking that a real black guy would give it to her.

You must know that black cocks are her favourite. Unfortunately since we moved Away from Stuttgart we do not have many chances to find some.

Due to the Fact that we do not live in Bremen and nobody can know us, she felt free to try some adventure. She told me that during her masturbation sessions she thought of putting her dreams to reality and this could be the weekend. Knowing how hot I get, she told me that she made already some preparations. She opened some Buttons of her Blouse and I could see that she wore the bra which has openings for the Nipples. They stuck out very prominent already. She then took my hand and lead it under her skirt strait to her pussy. She wore the slip which is cut open in the middle for easier access. When I touched her clit she was already whet as hell. Meanwhile I had a real hard one and I told her so. I told her that I would love to see her getting fucked but how and where shall we find one. We agreed to postpone it to the next day and after two Escort bayan more beer we headed home.

On the way back we had to pass a sexshop. She always has declined to go in one, but this time she asked if we could go in and see if we get a video with some interracial sex. We found one and went to the cashier. He must have watched us and noticed that we were in desperate need. He therefore asked why we want to look at a video when we could get the real thing. He told us that there is a discotheque just down the Street which has specialised on Black Music and has the respective Audience. I new the Place because it is just around the corner from my apartment, but have never been there because it has a bad reputation and we are not in the right Age group for this. However my wife just told me lets go. He thanked the cashier and off we went.

The Club wasn’t as bad as expected and indeed, there were 90 Black’s. We took a seat at the bar, ordered a Drink and watched the scene. But not only we did that. It seemed a bit odd to them that a white couple appears in this club and at that time. It took just about ten minutes when a big Guy walked up to us and asked if my wife wanted to dance. I knotted to my wife that this is OK, knowing that she likes to dance and of they went to the dancefloor. The had some real rocking Music going , but after then played some slow ones. She usually would come back then because she prefers the fast music. After some time they came back to the bar and he asked if he can offer us a Drink. Before I even had the chance to react my wife accepted the offer. He mentioned he had to go to speak to some Friends but would be back In a minute.

While he was gone my wife told me what had happened on the dancefloor. He had asked her strait, If she likes black cock and if she would come with him. He told her that he had seen her Looks and as most white women coming to this club, want it. She told him that he is right but that we only come together. While dancing slow he had pulled her close to him though she could feel his big strong cock through Bayan escort the fabric. He had moved his Hand under her skirt and stuck one finger up her snatch. Due to the open crotch there was no restriction to his fingers and he made her come right in the middle of the floor. She took my hand to let me feel her wetness and told me that she wants him.

When he came back they danced some more and after a while we decided to leave for his place. As we all had been drinking we took a Taxi. We were wondering why 4 others left the club at the same time but as they took another Car forgot it right away. The car wasn’t even moving when he pushed the Skirt of my wife up to her waist and started to play with her pussy. I couldn’t believe what I saw. She didn’t even bother to pull it down again. Due to her black slip and black bush nothing could be seen, but it audible that she was wet as hell and whimpering..

We stopped at a Block with several apartment’s but they must have been living like a commune, because the other 4 stopped here too and went into the same place.. My Wife then told him that she only wants to fuck with him and that he shall send the others away. He told us that they all live her but would go to there rooms.

When the 3 of us were alone the couldn’t hold it any longer. She opened his pants and took out his cock. It was already big and she barely could get it into her mouth. But when she sucked him he grew even bigger. That’s what she always dreams of. It was about 10” were mine is just 7.5”. In the meantime I took of her close to exposed her naked body to the eyes of this strange man. He got all excited about her big tit’s with large and very dark aureoles and nipple’s. He immediately took them in his hands and startet to suck em hard, what she likes very much.. Watching all this I took out my Dick and started to stroke it. He had tossed of his cloth meanwhile, picked here up and placed her on a table. This had the right height to fuck her but first he wanted to such here pale snatch.. he commended on her big black bush which was a nice Escort contrast to her white skin and pink cuntlips. He must have found the right spot as she started to cry for his cock and to be fucked. He obliged her wish and pushed his gigantic organ all the way in to his balls. Her socking pussy had no problems accommodating him and though he fucked her to two orgasm which she just cried out in ecstasy.

Due the sexy noise the others had become animated had entered the room. They were all naked gathered around the table and started wanking their nice black cocks. I expected some protest from my wife but to my surprise took she closest to her with her hand and gidet him to her mouth.. Seeing my wife with 5 naked black men was to much for me. I shot my load all over her body. From the drop in my feeling after having shot of, I asked her if I should send them away. First she had said that she only wanted 1 cock to fuck her. Due to the alcohol and the whole atmosphere, she told me that she wanted them all fuck her first. Though . say took turn’s fucking her cunt and mouth simultaneously. She must have noticed that I didn’t like the idea and winked me to her. She took my limp cock in her mouth and sucked me hard again. She told me how much she loves me and that I would enjoy seeing her like this. I couldn’t deny this and was hard as hell already again. This way she had me going again an knew that I let her continue.. As her snatch was hurting meanwhile, she announced that she wants them all to fuck her butt now. With some previous lubrication they started this time by size. The smallest first and our first lover , which had the biggest one last. Never before have I seen my wife in such a sexy state. I thought I thought I go berserk by jealousy and excitement. She had never let me fuck her asswhole . The cite how they shoved their black dicks in the white as of my wife had me rock hard again that I pushed the guy which just fucked her mouth away and stuck her my cock up to the hilt. I fucked her like a piston and shot my load with no mercy down her throat. The sucked until I was dry and limp, even though she had never down this before .

Finely all got exhausted and tired. We got dressed, and went by taxi back to our place. During the whole trip we didn’t speak a Word. At home we just fell in our bed and passed out.

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I had a hazy memory of getting into the passenger side of my Barracuda, the old bucket seat harder than my driver seat. I felt my shirtless back, sweaty in the cold air, stick to the leather.

I handed Lan my wallet. He asked me if I still lived where my license said. I nodded. God, my car was awesome. 424 engine with the raised inflow in the hood. Fresh smell of Armorall. I was so relaxed.

We drove for a while and the city bled by. Why didn’t I go shirtless anymore? Was it fear? I loved the cool air ruffling my chest and belly hair.

“Good boy. So happy to be naked in any way. Proud to show off all that fur,” Lan growled, like he was reading my mind. There was a musk rising off Lan that made the arteries in my neck pulse.

It felt so good to have someone else drive. Like I’d always wanted this. I put my big hand out the window and played with the wind as the pure sex rumble of the Cuda’s engine rumbled in my ass, making my cock start to climb in my pants again. It felt good. There was no shame, I didn’t wonder who was looking or not looking.

We were at my house. Lan was opening the door, talking on the phone. “Yes, it’s going very well, Miss R. We are at his home. You are welcome to chaperone if you have any concern,” Lan’s accent seemed thicker. I liked it. I stood in my living room. My house smelled a little like Cinnamon. It didn’t look like a man lived here. I’d slowly replaced all my shit with something from catalogs.

Lan’s hand was on my ass. I was standing tall, and I realized he had to go up on his toes to reach my ear. “You still want to be my Thor, to belong to me?” His small heavy hand felt like a warm anchor to life where it touched my big butt muscles.

I just nodded, smiling as the blood rushed to my cock and I became aware of my skin.

Lan brushed fingers across my left nipple. It had stood up, hard as a nail. My nipples are pink and about an inch and a half across, looking big even on my large frame. “Good boy,” he said and there was something about that word, boy that sent a dark thrill from his warm hand stroking my asshole through my pants, to my nuts, my cock, up through my belly, and into my heart where it blossomed.

“Think you can clean yourself?” he asked.

I nodded again. I smelled. If He wanted me clean, I’d be Mr. fucking Clean.

“Good. Go, boy,” the shiver of his voice tickling the back of my brain.

I smelled like soap. My taint smelled like soap. I kept checking, rubbing my finger down below my balls and smelling it. It smelled Manavgat Escort a little bit like me, still. I was laying on top of the sheets, warm everywhere. There was a candle on the chest at the foot of my bed, and a shadow that smelled like mansweat on my right side.

“Look into the candle,” Lan said. I was staring at the flame, but I wanted to be looking at him.

I was clean, he was dirty.

“Stop worrying about your cunt,” he growled. I bristled down inside my warm cocoon. “Yess, that’s right,” he hissed, seeing me tense. “Take all that you have left and pour it into the fire. Pour all that heat from having to be so in charge, so separate, when all you’ve ever wanted was to be a puppy to a real man…”

My heart was hot. I was glaring into the candle. As he talked, all the rage inside me, all the ways I had used boys because they demanded that I be in charge and i resented them poured through me. I expected the candle to flare up. It just burned there, steady.

“Good! Letting it all go,” he purred as the mansweat smell settled around me. He was kneeling behind my head, and i could feel the long snake of his cock unfurling against my hair, my beard. God I wanted to suck it. The heat pouring out of me starting slowly being replaced by desire, like an old pipe running clean.

He was working on my nipples, I realized. Stroking and tugging – alternating between the two. There was a deep sound in the room. I wanted to look for it, but the candle had snared me. I was melting down into the heat of his thick fingers as they started to grind my nipples slowly between them.

“Good boy,” Lan said. My cock was bouncing against my belly up and down with my heartbeat.

“Yes, and remember, every time I say good boy,” and heat shot from my nuts and ass through my cock as it jumped and leaked precum for the first time I can remember. The heat hit my heart, between where he was pulling and pulling on my big pink nipples, and expanded as I expanded and melted. Boys felt pleasure. That’s what they did. They surrendered, and opened, and felt pleasure.

The sound, the low grinding sound, was me moaning as this slab of masterful muscle worked and worked on my nipples as they slowly flared hotter and hotter.

“That’s right. Gooood boy,” he growled over me. Again, warmth from my nuts, my ass up my cock like a rocket – more precum oozed out into the golden fur of my heaving belly. My heart opened, I sank into the bed. Every time he said that word, this happened, and every Escort Manavgat time he said it he worked a little extra hard on my nipples, then eased back.

“Gotta get you a lot of endorphins for what’s coming, boy,” he said, leaning over me so his musk filled my mouth. The muscles of his belly flexed above my nose. He was using his mouth, sucking hard, and biting at my left nipple, nipping over and over as he used my precum to lube my right nipple as he worked it hard and harder and harder.

“That’s it, good boy, good boy, good BOY. CUM NOW! OBEY!” and he pulled my nipples in a vicious vice grip.

My nipples have always been big and sensitive, but I was never that interested in them. Dudes could pull on em a little, but… now. The flood of heat from my tits down and back up. Feeling totally open, loved, vulnerable, taken care of… with someone in charge of me. He wanted me to obey him by cumming… I’m not sure I could have done anything else.

It hurt a little, the way the 2nd cum sometimes does. It was hot, spasms showing my abs over and over as I dumped muck up between my pecs, then on my belly, then drooling down to filter through my curly bush.

I remember Lan murmuring and murmring to me, and his hands on my body, my belly, my cock. I may have passed out for a little bit. In a dream, the warmth spread to my ass, some force lifted my knees ineluctably. Something cleaned my belly.

“…come back to me now, boy. Into my eyes,” he said in a soft deep voice that melted something in my chest and set fire to something else in my belly.

My green eyes were locked on his dark ones. There was a strap around the backs of my knees connected to the headboard. I was thoroughly warm and relaxed, my hips relaxed with a pillow under my ass and my knees in the air. Lan was there, between my legs in the middle like he was in the middle of my head now, dominating my thoughts.

His sweat smell was musky and amazing. There was the smell of my cum in the air, and the soft tang of soap.

I wanted him to fuck me like I had never wanted anything before in my life. I groaned.

Unbelievably, my cock was climbing toward hard again.

“That’s right, boy. Your new boss, your new master, is going to mark your beautiful formerly-free white ass now. Down the throat, replacing your will, up the ass, replacing your drive to do anything but obey.”

I groaned again. My ass was warm and open and full of some kind of lube. I could see his cock thumping, feel it pushing Manavgat Escort bayan softly onto and away from my anus that was pulsing to try and pull him in. I hadn’t been fucked in a decade.

“Understand this. Letting me in is letting me in. It’s not your ass,” he leaned in a little and there was pleasure and pain as his foreskin stretched back and the thick meat of his cockhead stretched my hole. “It’s everything. When you open to me, you take me all the way into you,” his black gaze scoured through me. My heart sang, hot, my belly burned with horny passion. My cock bounced, looking way more than it’s 8 1/2 sturdy inches.

“All this PLEASURE,” and his voice scoured my nerves with pleasure. I almost came as his cock stretched my hole. My balls pulled up, “is giving in. Changing, now, as you always wanted. Just submission now. Leaving your self behind, existing just for Master Lan,” God I wanted him to shut the fuck up and fuck me, but I couldn’t even move my head, and the big muscles of my arms lay uselessly above my head.

“Opening now, opening more and more, more and more,” he set a soft rocking in the bed springs. Pressure. Release. Pressure. Release. The pressure of his cock almost inside me was heaven. The release of it almost slipping wetly off my anus was hell. I needed. I was just need and pleasure, my heart pounding in my chest. I wanted him to shove his cock up so far I choked on it. I wanted every kind and degrading thing he ever wanted.

“Aaaah!” I cried out, as everything let go at once, as his fat dick head slicked inside of me, the foreskin pulled back and taut. More precum from my cock slicked my belly all over again.

Lan leaned over me as his incredible thick huge veiny pole slid past my guard and deep inside me where I had always needed cock. His shoulder muscles bulged with veins; his pectoral muscles were perfect slabs, his ridged abs rippling with his breath. I could see the little muscles of his traps and his lateral abs.

He was fucking me. There were words but I was in another country in his dark eyes, and as they rewrote my thoughts, I didn’t know or care. Just his dark eyes and the cock that I never wanted out of me ever again, the cock I would do anything for, give anything to.

“… NOW!” and I could feel the splurge of his cum painting my insides. My whole body was lit up. There was a steady stream of cum being crushed out of my prostate by his massive dick.

I woke up to my alarm buzzing away.

My ass hurt vaguely as I walked into the bathroom. I stretched as my long cock unleashed a huge torrent in the bowl.

I looked up.

There was a chain around my neck with a brass lock on it. In small letters it said “THOR”.

My cock got hard and my piss went all over the bathroom as memory flooded in from last night.

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In the previous stories – I had an Uber Pool driver named Amal, who was a strong, tall black man, and reminded me of a Michael B Jordan. Not intimidatingly fit, but 100% attractive and charismatic. I’m a 26 year old, 5’4″ brunette with green eyes, and on my ride home with him I couldn’t stop myself from telling him to pull over in an alleyway, pull down his pants, and then suck his cock and ride him until he came. The next day, I met up with him and his friend Andrew, and we all wound up back at Amal’s apartment, where these two men got undressed, and I got on my knees…

Amal’s cock slid in and out of my mouth, over and over, pushing over my tongue and all the way to the back of my mouth, seemingly further down my throat with each thrust. His hands on my head, insistent but respectful, helped overcome the resistance of my relatively small mouth and seemingly tight throat.

It took a while, but soon I was taking almost all of him, feeling my throat expand with each thrust, my eyes rolling back and just loving my submission to it all.

At the same time, I had my left hand around Andrew’s rock hard cock, and I was doing my best to give him a satisfactory handjob. Mostly I was just holding it, feeling it in my subconscious, and letting my mind absorb the size and warmth.

As the taste of pre-cum invaded my senses, and Andrew and Amal’s moaning became my whole world, I started touching myself, suddenly wanting to have the same sense of ecstasy they had. I’m generous, but I wanted every sensation.

I pulled back from Amal’s cock and hips, gasping for breath when his dick left my mouth.

Then I was no longer kneeling, but rolled onto the couch and lay on my back. With Amal crawling on top of me, I lifted my hips off the couch, so he could take off my panties and get my jeans completely off (they had rolled up in a bunch around my ankles).

I looked at Andrew, who was still standing, and he positioned himself near my head, leaning over so I could start sucking his cock.

Amal crawled back partly on top of me, and I felt his brushy face between my legs. It was my turn to grab his head, and grind my hips into his face! I could feel his tongue on my thighs, then my pussy, then rubbing against my clit… it was ankara escort all so intense, and the feelings radiated through me, but I was lying down and soon Andrew straddled my chest, and his cock was resting on my face.

With a pillow under my head, I started licking his cock, then his balls as he moved them towards me. Pretty soon Andrew was thrusting his cock into my mouth, essentially face fucking me, but the feelings of Amal’s tongue and Andrew’s incredible dick has turned me completely submissive.

I would take anything.

I came the first time as Amal started sliding a finger into my pussy. I must have been incredibly wet, as he slid right in, even as my pussy tightened and shuddered with my orgasm. That was an early orgasm, even for me, but fortunately I can have multiple rolling orgasms if I’m turned on enough.

And I was definitely turned on enough.

His mouth on my clit and finger inside of me were so overpowering, I could easily take the increasingly rough face-fucking that Andrew was giving me. But soon he told me to sit up, and he sat next to me on the couch, with Amal still fingering me. Soon he took my place laying back against the armrest and pillow.

His cock stood straight up, with my spit dripping all over. It was gorgeous.

I needed it.

I somehow pushed Amal out of me, and turned around to get on all fours. I started sucking Andrew again, and was definitely aware that my ass was right in Amal’s face. He didn’t miss a beat, and started eating me out right away.

At first, he was going for my pussy, but soon I felt him exploring upwards, and sure enough, his tongue started circling my ass. I was very glad I had just waxed – I knew from looking in my hand mirror that my asshole looked tight and cute, not exactly bleached, but clean, cute, and clearly delicious to Amal.

As flattering and hot as that was, I just started automatically started climbing up on Andrew, and he grabbed a condom out of his pants on the floor just as I started rubbing my wet pussy against his cock. His slipped it on, and I looked back at Amal, who nodded at me.

I needed no more encouragement.

My tight, throbbing wet pussy enveloped his cock, and I quickly antalya escort had him completely inside me. We both moaned, and I started riding up and down,, eyes rolling to the back of my head as I felt wave after wave of pleasure roll through me.

Soon I felt Amal behind me, navigating the crowded tangle of my legs and Andrew’s legs on the couch.

I had been in suspense all night.

Wondering if this was going to happen.

Not sure if I was hoping it would, or hoping it wouldn’t.

Amal was touching my ass as it rode up and down. Getting in our rhythm, giving me time to accept it.

His hand moved closer to my asshole with every thrust, and soon I could feel his finger pressing in, and I felt the fluids from my pussy lubricating his finger. After a moment of resistance as his finger pressed through my tight, puckered asshole, I soon realized he had an entire finger inside.

I turned and looked at him, and saw the same desperate hunger he had when we were first in that Uber.

I smiled. I saw him put on a condom, and it looked well-lubed. I nodded again, just in case he had someone missed my invite.

Soon, he was hunched over me, and I could feel his powerful frame above Andrew and I. Slowing down, I felt Amal position the head of his cock at my asshole. The thought of being filled by these two men, it was so overwhelming, it didn’t feel like it could actually be happening.

But suddenly it was. I tried to relax, and my ass expanded as his head pushed in, and the fullness of these two huge cocks inside me took my breath away.

Soon he was pushing further, and my breath was clipped as I tried to relax enough to take him. It hurt a bit, but was also so good that the pain somehow added to the pleasure. It’s hard to explain, but it was incredible.

Soon his cock was entirely inside me, and I looked Andrew right in the eyes. We were both wide-eyed. It was beyond intimate. I knew he could feel Amal’s cock inside me. And that the three of us were all feeling the same hard-to-imagine pleasure. I started rocking back and forth more, with Andrew reaching up to cradle my breasts, and Amal behind me, pushing his cock into the depths of my ass.

Before gaziantep escort I even saw it on Andrew’s face, I subconsciously could tell he was getting close. I don’t even know how he lasted this long. I looked down, and leaned in to kiss him. Leaning in further, I whispered in his ear, “cum for me Andrew, I need it baby, cum for me…”

…and he came, hard, groaning loudly, “oh fuck Riley, fuuuuuuck.”

I just tried to steady myself, since Amal was still in my ass, and Andrew was thrusting more than I could control. But he settled down, and after a few seconds, his cock slipped out of my pussy. He pulled out the condom, trying to tie it up, but plenty spilled on his stomach and chest.

I lied down on top of his sexy body, feeling Amal’s weight as he rested his body on top of mine, continuing to rock slowly in and out of my ass. Andrew’s cock was still half hard, and I felt it against my sweaty stomach.

With only Amal still fucking me, I could concentrate on his rhythm and the deep intensity of being anally fucked by this gorgeous black man. The sensation was most around my tight asshole, but I could feel him deep inside me. A depth of feeling of penetration unlike anything I had experienced before.

I wanted him to finish. Not so it would be over, but so I could feel it all. Feel how deep he could go. I wanted that final thrust which would make my eyes go wide.

“Oh baby, oh Amal I want it… give it to me… cum in my tight ass please, please give me your cum baby.”

He started moaning – “Riley, oh baby” – and grabbed my ass tightly with one hand, and my neck with the other. I felt a deep thrust, heard him moan, and then felt him groan loader, pushing his hard cock all the way in – it was so deep!

But I wasn’t expecting the next part.

Somehow, between the intensity of Amal’s cock inside me, and Andrew’s semi-hard cock against my clit and stomach, an orgasm started rolling over me, apparently coming out of nowhere.

I reached over my head to grab Amal’s head, and held Andrew’s shoulder as the orgasm built, and my whole body shook… “oh FUCK!” I almost yelled. I reached down, holding Andrew’s cock against my clit to make it last a bit longer, somehow craving Amal’s cock even as it was still deep inside my ass…

And then it was over. I collapsed on Andrew, and Amal on top of me. We lay there panting, and all spent the night. It wasn’t the kinkiest night I’d ever had, but it was by far the most intense, and one of the most surprising, and still makes me wet to think about.

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Babes

The room was drenched in the westering sun of late afternoon. A gentle breeze had picked up offshore and, blowing through the harbour and past the banister of the two-chair balcony, was flapping away at the blue serge curtain of their hotel room. White sheets lay tangled, long blonde tendrils lay wavily on a disordered pillows. A shapely shoulder and an athletic, yet quite feminine, arm emerged from the crisp white cotton pile and was set in an “L’ before him. The faint, tiny blonde hairs on her forearm caught the sun’s rays. She propped herself up on the pillow and two breasts emerged: round, swelling breasts with med-sized pink nipples darkening to brown after tanning on the beach. B cups that, had they advanced just that much further, would have ripened into shapely, round, swelling Cs.

A shifting of cotton and a long leg peeked out. Toned, athletic, shapely and ending in a high-arched foot with blue-green nails. He admired her leg, tracing its contour with his eyes. The swell of her hip, half hiding behind the crisp sheet, her arm and her shoulder ended in the lean length of her aristocratic neck. Blonde hair, masses of it, fell in luxuriant waves. Her body was that of a 25 year old, her face mid 30s. She had passed forty and yet she was as desirable and as lovely as ever. Her deep green eyes – nails so well matched to them – sparkled.

“Read on” she said. Actually she purred those words.

“Quoi, Monsieur, se´rieusement vous voulez que j’e´crive mon histoire? ” [Really, Sir, are you serious? You would have me write my story?]

“Where did you find it again?” Curiosity piqued, clearly.

“A Times article on the NYPL’s collection of erotica. This book ‘Therese’ was a best seller in Enlightenment France. Materialism and “les Philosophes” meets pornography.” He paused. “A young woman goes on a sexual adventure and learns about herself and philosophy.” Another pause. “Really – philosophy and fucking.”

She held his gaze. “I wonder if we can learn anything?”

He scrolled down the page, marvelling at the things one can find on the Internet. “Vous de´sirez un tableau ou` les sce`nes dont je vous ai entretenu, ou celles dont nous avons e´te´ acteurs, ne perdent rien de leur lascivete´ ; que les raisonnements me´taphysiques conservent toute leur e´nergie? ” [You would like me to paint a portrait of all I have seen, have participated in, without losing any of their lascivious edge? That all the philosophy underpinning this retains its power?]

She smiled. “I told you. I would like to learn something.” The sheets shivered as she squirmed – purely for his benefit.

He read on. “Imbe´ciles mortels! Vous croyez e^tre mai^tres d’e´teindre les passions que la nature a mises dans vous. Elles sont l’ouvrage de Dieu. Vous voulez les de´truire, ces passions, les restreindre a` de certaines bornes. ” [Idiotic mortals! You believe you can extinguish the passions nature endowed you with? They are the work of God. You think you can destroy them? Restrict them?]

She stretched, feline yet strong. Lean. “Strong stuff. That could get you in rather hot water in those days. Tell me more.” She was intent now.

“It would appear that the main character in a good bourgeoise. Young, Lovely. Named Therese. Oh and here’s a bit… she is serving oysters and champage.”

“Yes please.” And she sat up, breasts swelling forward in a tempting manner.

“She is a student of a Jesuit who is also instructing her friend Mlle. Eradice. The priest has various “spiritual exercises for Eradice. One morning, after Eradice says her prayers, Therese is allowed to watch from a cabinet… It seems to involve Eradice first being spanked on her bottom (‘white like snow, perfect ovals’… much like yours, my dear). He tells her this is for salvation and spiritual knowledge. Enraptured he then fucks her as she kneels on a prie dieu… her friend watching all the time.”

Blonde hair was tucked behind and ear. “Is Eradice an exhibitionist?’

“Yes I think so. And here Therese can’t dislodge the sight of the priest’s “rubicund member” tunnelling into Eradice from her mind. She dreams of it, spreads her legs and masturbates.”

“Later on, after learning much from a courtesan, a lascivious nobleman wants her to be his mistress. She refuses and they wager she cannot spend time in his library of erotica without masturbating.”

“and…?”

“She lasts five days before, drapes open and door ajar, she lies naked on her bed fingering herself.”

“Like this?” And, a flurry of cotton sheets and he saw all of her. Shapely long legs (She was over 5’6″ and perfectly balanced) converging on a flat belly, gently curving hips and a waxed pussy. She had tightly drawn slit, even and set between lips that cried to be caressed with a tongue. She propped up against the headboard and spread them wider. A finger traced each lip, now redder and engorged. Legs parted wider, pink appeared even as a finger reached for her clit and began to gently manipulate it. Her eyes trabzon escort blazed challengingly. She knew it turned him on. His cock poked up through the bathrobe, and he began to stroke it. Her eyes fixed on his length.

She began to manipulate her clit backwards and forwards, legs splayed. Faster she went, her eyes closed now. Mesmerised he watched her start to convulse. She sighed and smiled.

He had continued stroking his cock, head peeking through foreskin as it swelled. She rose, leaned forward and, even as she brushed long blonde hair behind and ear, began to flick at his cock head. She bent and traced the length of his shaft, not a porn cock but a respectable seven inches and decent girth. Tongue descended and traced his balls even as she stroked it with her left hand. She moved upwards and took the head and the first inch in her mouth. She descended an inch, then two. She tucked her hair behind her ear again to reward him with the sight of half his cock disappearing into her mouth. She swirled her tongue as she pulled back.

A minute of this and he began to spurt in her mouth. She swallowed half and let the rest trickle out onto his belly. They smiled at each other.

They were in Spain travelling the second wedding of a good friend. It was his old friend’s third quite serious relationship and, late in his 40s, he had chosen an expansive golf and sailing and equestrian club, full of expats and second homes, for his wedding. His new girlfriend – wife to be – was a hedonist pure and simple. He had been invited in on the planning and knew his friend was having a boys only event at the yacht club.

“So tell me about the Thursday evening again.” She was smiling and flushed.

His friend was having an “Eyes Wide Shut” themed party. Men in black tie; women in masks and head-dresses, little if anything else. It was off season and the building, set in dense gardens on a small hill above the harbour, would afford considerable privacy. The entertainment – the women – were models provided by local agencies but apparently sourced in Madrid. His friend had been quite insistent on recreating this cinematic fantasy. The availability of modelling agencies familiar with this theme was an indication that it was not an exclusive fantasy.

She listened with interest, but the barbed tongue was not far away. “Oh really. And when do you all turn 25?” She was mocking him, them really. Them and the male fantasy and lechery that could outrun advancing middle age,

“Allan is to play master of ceremonies. I am to greet the girls, arrange payment of course, and usher them in. I had to arrange for delivery of the masks and head-dresses – all packed carefully in tissue lined boxes at the club now.”

“Such a burden my dear.” More mocking.

“So will it be an orgy?” She of course knew it would not be an orgy. For some of the attendees this would be an off-the-charts burst of hedonism. For others it would be tame, but the group dynamics would ensure that it was a dinner of cigars and drinking and naked women parading before a safe exit pre-empted the orgiastic conclusion mapped out in the movie.

“No. The women will arrive, undress to g-strings and put on the head-dresses. The agencies quite liked the idea as it provided maximum titillation with no risk of faces being seen: much easier to hire models this way. They will parade out during cocktails just as dinner is to be called. Then there will be a sort of runway show through the bar area. I will be the behind the scenes impresario.” He laughed, as much at his ridiculous role as at the absurdity of the idea.

She was studying him. “Head-dresses… like this?” She had grabbed his computer and had pulled up stills from the movie. Bare breasted beauties, faces and hair obscured behind feathers and impassive masks.

“Yes.”

His mind whirred to where he though hers was. True, they fought to keep their relationship fresh: nude beaches, even the odd sexual bout in a risky place. They would watch the more reasonable type of pornography (no brutality and misogyny). And yet she was (was she?) now proposing taking the exhibitionism they both enjoyed to a new and vastly riskier level?

“Are you …”

“Yes”

“With everyone at the wedding two days later?”

“Yes. Masks, remember…”

“What if the way you move is recognized? Or you speak?” He felt blood rushing.

“Then I’d best try to be different, or anonymous. Or not speak.”

His cock was swelling again, and she was grinning at his evident discomfiture.

“Brain and cock at war with each other, darling?” Her smile was under-girded with a challenge.

He loved watching her be admired. From early in their relationship she had intuited this and had slowly grown into a more exhibitionistic person; their desires intertwining. Yet now his brain was busily computing all the ways this was risky. She was right though, his cock had recovered at the thought. A graceful tunceli escort arm leaned forward and a nail stroked his shaft. It pulsed.

“Oh I think you want me too.” And she was right, of course.

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The evening was warm but not unpleasantly so: perhaps mid 60s. He had worn a white dinner jacket, more as a nod to the unaccustomed sunshine than to actual tropical temperatures. It transpired that two agencies were providing models and the women were arriving singly and in groups. Two blondes, two redheads and a trio each of brunettes and raven-haired.

He had arranged with one agency for two security personnel to be on site, not that it was warranted but drunken stupidities could not be completely ruled out. Better safe than sorry. The second agency had agreed that the first could provide the two men, who now sat impassively outside the pool changing room serving as the staging post for the show.

She slipped in when 7 of the 10 women had arrived. Many of the women did not know each other and were, for obvious reasons, not hugely inclined to more than polite chatter. Half the models were in their 30s and she frankly just blended into the scene, though she was perhaps more serious than the others. Alicia, the planner of the event, bustled in and, smiling at him, gave a brief overview of where to go, pointing at a schematic of the room she held aloft. She did it in English; the girls were a mix of nationalities and the lingua franca of the EU made as much sense as any.

“You will do a tour through in two lines. Two full circuits of the room. As champagne is served you will do the runway show and some of you will accompany him … fully nude. The ones doing that know who you are.”

He had paid the two “lead girls” from each agency. His blonde he hinted was part of the other agency. Not being their responsibility neither woman – one a statuesque blonde swede and the other a full-breasted dark Spaniard – probed any further.

He now regretted the Rick’s Café look, but tried to look nonchalantly away, left hand in pocket, as the various women began to undress. He discreetly slipped his mobile out and snapped a few shots as the women – his gorgeously dutch blonde included – began to undress. Some had worn g-strings and others had not, choosing instead to change before him, though in a rather matter of fact way. He felt tension growing in his cock even as she, and he, studiously avoided looking at each other.

And then the women were selecting masks and headdresses, preening and adjusting in front of mirrors. Personalities now obscured they became instead an abstraction of erotic attraction… legs and breasts and s-curves. Black g-strings. The expressionless, neutral masks were gold and silver, cream and black. She had chosen a fan shaped black head-dress, black feathers rising and swaying above. It surmounted a cream mask – still darker than her pale skin – a black thong and black heels with pointed toes.

He recognised her, of course. A hint of blonde hair though the head-dresses. She was amongst the tallest, almost 5’10” in heels. Her body, he remarked critically, was still the best. Her breasts were perfectly shaped, still high and firm with an inviting melon-roundness. She stood next to a red-head, also in all black save for a cream mask with red lips almost designed to draw attention to the spray of freckles across her breasts and chest.

Allan came bounding in, all excitement and pre-party vodka on the rocks. Confronted with the first person she knew she startled visibly and turned to him, but the mask was devoid of any reaction and she was but one almost naked woman amongst eleven.

“Eleven?” Allan asked after a swift count.

“Yes, one extra. Aren’t we lucky?”

Allan had already moved on and actually advanced closer to his blonde. Her breasts were three feet from him, but his eyes were fixated on the plump, round and somewhat saggy breasts of the raven haired Spaniard standing with one hip cocked.

Allan turned. “Five minutes”

She was suddenly standing two feet away. A voice emerged from unmoving lips of the mask. “I’m nervous.”

He was too, though equally excited. So as not to attract attention she drifted off. Evidently this aside was more to provide courage than to suggest she would slip out.

Alicia organizer emerged again and, leaving the kickoff in her hands, he ascended the stairs rather dry-mouthed. Grabbing a glass of the champagne from a waiter he looked around for Allan and catching his eye, nodded. A signal was given to the DJ and music began even as lights dimmed somewhat.

The women were all lovely, but she looked particularly fine. Fifth in line she was fitter, tauter, lither than the others. Her breasts swayed gently, a natural critique of the fake breasts rigidly and exaggeratedly riding next to her.

The line of women snaked between forty men in dinner jackets, around and back. Eyes of the men – some he knew – zonguldak escort some he did not darted this way and that, dwelling on her, on her breasts, on her gently swaying ovals behind. They drank in her pale skin.

The lines of women snaked around and back. The black thong vanished between her ass cheeks leaving her effectively naked behind. The line swung around. Her nipples were rock hard. Temperature? Excitement?

This topless line of beauties was to formally announce the evening’s entertainment. Allan, keen to occupy the foreground gave a speech, the girls clustered behind. She was second row, but her shapely back and ass were visible in the mirrored glass behind.

The speech was rather prosaic and swiftly over. It outlined the sequence of events. The women descended the stairs and, exchanging a new drink for his empty glass, he followed them down the stairs to discuss the entry of the groom. “Quite ready in five minutes” Alicia organizer said throatily.

And five minutes later music began. A low, broad stage was set beyond the row of tables, forming an L around the room. Onto it marched two rows of four women, splitting to form a perimeter at the back of each arm of the L. Then the music ascended a notch and the groom entered – wearing a hooded cape -, followed by three women. Three quite naked women. A redhead, a dark haired woman and a blonde. His blonde. Thrillingly nude yet anonymous. On view yet out of context for the room.

Her legs were longer and lovelier than the others. She was fully waxed; her neighbour has a red landing strip for effect and the dark haired girl was shaved but the skin of her pussy area was somehow a deeper hue. His blonde’s hairless lips were near eye level for many of the men. Every stride revealed more. She was three feet from a strutting man that she knew, and not much father from 40 others, but the groom was reliving some youthful fantasy and oblivious to the women save as props or eye candy, adornments to his ego.

Her mask gazed in his direction and he soaked in her beauty, so flagrantly on display. Again he hazarded a quick photo, the thought of which immediately burned into his consciousness.

His cock was swelling. Her breasts were rising and falling more that the exertion of walking in heels required.

The groom shrugged off the hood and gave a slightly odd speech, mercifully short. He could not pay attention, for as the groom spoke a light shone on the stage illuminating all the women to a greater degree. She is stark naked on stage in front of 40 men…

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The dinner ran on. He relaxed. She would have slipped out, he assumed. He decided to verify and casually wandered to the stairs. There he collided with ____, a rather louche hedge fund manager who leaned in to him and, wine and whisky on his breath, and said “I have a surprise planned for a few of us”

Curious he followed him down. At the base of the stairs the hedge fund manager pushed ahead and into the changing room. It was too late to stop him and the hedge fund manager almost collided with the security detail. Eleven women, some still in masks (including the blonde) turned to look.

He was a successful trader for a reason, for sensing that things could spiral he swiftly spoke. “Ladies, I have a proposition that may repel some of you but might find favour with others. I would like a show, supervised by these fine security men (who will be rewarded). Just a show for compensation of a thousand euros. If two of you participate then I shall pay for two. Three is fine too. And so forth. Have I takers?”

Two girls raised their hands. Cooly he surveyed the room. He pointed at the blonde. “What about you, my lovely?”

Seconds ticked by. His heart pounded. She glanced quickly at him and then her masked face nodded.

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And so, a few minutes later he was in the changing area of the women’s steam room. A security man stood impassively by. Eight men were waiting and she entered the room and its half-dimmed light. She was wearing a yacht club spa robe.

Hedge fund asked if she would remove the mask. She shook her head. “I will pay extra” Seconds ticked by… surely she wouldn’t? She didn’t and his heart settled back from his throat.

“Will you use this for an extra thousand?” Louche hedge fund had produced a shiny black vibrator with a slightly bulbous circumcised-effect head. Again seconds passed and she reached forward he had to take the black wand.

She shrugged the robe off slowly and stepped into the brighter light by a leather sofa. They had only a glimpse before she turned to show her ass to the room. The she spun and, settling on the sofa, sat upright with legs kept together, surveying the crowd from behind her mask.

There was absolute silence and then, slowly, she parted her legs and began to roll the vibrator over her chest, her nipples, her breasts. As she did her legs parted wider. Pussy lips came into view as the black rod rolled over the perfect belly. She raised it to caress her thighs. Leaning back she began to trace the humming shaft over her pussy lips, which were growing pinker by the moment.

He glanced at the other faces. Dry lips, focused eyes. She had their rapt attention. He knew three of the eight but they were united in admiration.

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“Can I join you?” asked the slim coffee-colored woman standing next to the table. She wore a beige skirt suit and tall heeled boots and carried a container of Chinese take-out. “I’m Natalie,” she said. “I work admin for Donna in Corporate.”

The company shorthand took a minute for Tracy to decipher but then it connected. “Oh, Natalie. I remember you from yesterday. It was nice to, um… meet you.” Tracy flushed a little. What’s office kitchen etiquette for a woman who’s kissed your coochie at a job interview the day before? Tracy asked her to sit. Said she liked Natalie’s scarf. It was pink and oranges, light. It really was cute…

Natalie pulled it off and laid it on the table next to her plate. “Tracy. I love this scarf and it’s brand new – but I don’t want you complimenting my wardrobe just because you feel awkward with me. Let me just say I understand how you’re feeling. I was the same way when I started but now…” Natalie’s slim hands picked up the liquid puddle of brightly colored silk from the table. She looked up at Tracy and her eyes shone. “Girl, you’re a freak and so is everybody else up in this place. You know you liked that shit yesterday!”

Natalie’s infectious laughter gave Tracy the giggles. She’d been deeply conflicted about yesterday’s events, but it was true. In the throes of passion she’d had absolutely no doubts. She’d loved every minute of the long introductions. The women were gathered companionably around the couch kissing her, playing with her hair or breasts, and keeping up good-natured banter with the men who came one by one like pilgrims to bow at her altar, drink of her fountain, tongue her into one languorous orgasm after another.

A different woman walked out of that office than the one who’d walked in. A woman who discarded her panties in the office bathroom rather than travel home with the soaking material between her thighs. A woman whose vulva was so sensitive that the fabric of her skirt against her pubic hair gave her an orgasm in the taxi home. A woman who had cum herself to sleep on her own fingers and who walked into the office this morning envisioning her co-workers laid out before her like candy. Tracy Fletcher was turned the fuck out.

As her laughter subsided she picked up her fork and shook her head at her grilled salmon salad. “You read me, for sure. I am a little nervous though. I feel like I’ve just been hazed and I don’t know what I’m in for!”

Natalie didn’t stop smiling, but cocked her head to one side and thought for a minute. “Don’t be nervous. It’s definitely fun but only if you’re really comfortable with it. You should definitely check out the bylaws; that’s how people don’t get hurt. Basically, just make your preferences clear to who they’re intended for, and otherwise just get your work done. People respect what ever boundaries you have, and we try to keep it professional.” Her eyes laughed at Tracy’s shock. “I know that sounds funny given the circumstances, but it’s true. I’ve been here almost eight months, and it’s really amazing how effective this work model can actually be in practice.”

Tracy shook her head and speared some lettuce.

To: Tracy Fletcher From: Natalie Woodruph Time: 3:23pm Subject: Can you take Donna’s 3:30 Dictation? Body: Tracy, I’m in the middle of something and the meeting’s about to start in one second. She likes to be watched, gurl; doesn’t care who it is as long as someone’s there. It’s really a good one to start with… it’s just half an hour, plus you’ve already met Victor… he’s the one with the talented tongue. I know you’ll like it, please please please! Just knock twice and go in.

Natalie was a trip. Over lunch, she’d given Tracy plenty to think about, laugh about, plus some sexual skill reviews and recommendations from her own experience around the office. Seemingly on the fly, the playful woman had made mention of her afternoon appointment, a rotating dictation assignment for Donna, the head of corporate division.

Donna hadn’t been at Tracy’s Introduction. Brandishing her chopsticks in the company kitchen, Natalie jokingly called her boss the Silent Partner and told Tracy that Donna hardly ever came to welcome the newbies. Tracy had seen the mysterious woman briefly in touring the offices during her interview. She seemed to hold this power of enchantment over her half of the company; a respect that bordered on awe, even through Natalie’s irreverence.

Tracy looked down at the work on her desk. After lunch she’d thrown herself into her first project, a school safety proposal, with her entire energy. People came by regularly to welcome and flirt with her but they never loitered. The office siirt escort buzzed with productivity around her and she’d found herself flying through her work. When Natalie’s email arrived Tracy had just finished the most challenging section and pushed back from her desk.

She reread the note, wishing she’d taken the time to read the bylaws since lunch; because she hadn’t, she didn’t know the RSVP system. Suppose she wanted to do this assignment. Did she have to tell Natalie yes, or was it regrets only? Was it too late to decline, or was she bound by this memo? She didn’t know. Plus, after that teasing giggling lunch with Natalie she was more than a little bit curious about the experiences that awaited her.

Tracy headed to Donna’s office, knocked twice softly, and went in.

The office was huge, as the senior partner’s office at a successful architectural firm ought to be. The windows banking both walls were darkened with heavy drapes and a low backless couch sat in the center of the room. Candles on the floor around it flickered lickings of light onto the figures that sat nude and still, facing away from the door. They were relaxed, but attentive. When Tracy closed the door behind her their posture shifted almost imperceptibly… they had been listening for her. Well, for Natalie, anyway.

Tracy locked the door behind herself and stood for a moment in the silence following the click, letter her eyes adjust to the light. She couldn’t keep her eyes off the deep curve of Donna’s back, the square of her shoulder where she leaned on one arm, the way Victor’s chest rose and fell with his breath and his waist tapered down into a delicious capital “V.” The couch seemed to shimmer with sexual energy but the two were hardly touching each other. Over it all, the low and active light of the candles turned their skin to honey. Tracy saw a pile of cushions in the far corner, lit by a single candle. In the shadow blanketing the perimeter of the room, she circled around the silent couch. She sat down among the soft pillows, relishing the full frontal view her vantage point gave her of the motionless pair on the couch.

In an easy commanding tone, Donna spoke. Her voice was strong and husky, but her tone was soft. It was clear she is not in the habit of raising her voice to get what she wants. “Blow out the candle by those cushions, so that we can’t see you.” Her eyes didn’t even flicker over to the corner, so sure was she of being obeyed. She continued in the same strong tone. “This is a Dictation assignment, and you are here to watch us. You can talk to us but you cannot touch us. You can, of course, touch yourself.”

Oh, how smug, thought Tracy, rolling her eyes. Natalie had been so flippant in her description of the Dictation duties; Tracy hadn’t even considered her own pleasure. Natalie had said it was a good appointment to start with, so she’d figured it wasn’t going to be anything too racy. Funnily, now that Tracy realized she was just going to be sitting there in the dark, watching the whole time, she was surprised to find herself mildly disappointed. Her mind turned to her desk and the work she had still to do on the playground safety proposal. She hoped this didn’t go over its allotted half-hour. Arranging her legs comfortably on the cushions, she blew out the candle.

Just as the room darkened Victor gave her a slow wink. Tracy had to catch herself from gasping after that simple gesture. During her Interview Victor’s lush lips and talented tongue had brought Tracy to two helpless orgasms while Anita and Simon cheered him along. Afterward, he had kissed her hand and said he hoped they could have lunch sometime. Tracy’s eyes traveled from Victor’s sexy mouth and down his body. By the time she got to his waist and saw one of Donna’s hands slowly stroking his generously sized dick to its full hardness, Tracy brought her own hand up to play soft circles around her nipple and she was suddenly very glad to be in the dark.

Victor leaned forward kiss the back of Donna’s neck where her close-cropped hair tapered. She seemed to stiffen, sit even straighter and arch her back even more. Her whole body seemed engorged. Her breasts, heavy, pointed and proud, boasted beautiful wide brown areolas. Her shoulders were thrown back and her chin was up, exposing her long soft throat and the line of her neck. Victor crept around, aiming for her ear, clearly a sensitive spot because as soon as he touched it she seemed, unbelievably, to straighten even more. Her nipples hardened and darkened into raisin nubs and a small moan escaped her parted lips. Behind Donna now, Victor raised one arm around her sinop escort body and tweaked a stiffening nipple. At this Donna’s petite frame seemed to rocket upward until she was kneeling up, body arched, and had snaked one arm back, upward, and around Victor’s neck. His tongue flicked in her ear and her hips shivered with growing excitement. She held her legs apart on the surface of the couch, leaving her glistening pussy open to Tracy’s view.

Victor kneeled behind Donna and began to tease her other breast, cup it in his hand, pinch it, tug on her nipple. With his first hand he reached between her legs and rubbed over and around her mound. Victor was a lighter brown than Donna with caramel eyes and sandy-colored hair crinkling in controlled wildness, and he wore a goatee. His eyes were watching Tracy’s corner while he slid long, firm fingers over Donna’s slickness, disappearing now and then into her closely trimmed curls. Tongue playing over her ear, he slipped one finger into her, deep and fast.

Donna squirmed, moaned, and opened her legs even further, straining toward Victor’s hand. He teasingly held his fingers still no matter how much she pressed against him. Donna’s eyes remained closed but her face showed signs of frustration. Slowly he began to insert another finger, all the while kissing down the side of Donna’s neck. Tracy could see the Silent Partner’s juices rolling down Victor’s fingers. Donna held her own breasts up as if for Tracy’s view, pinching the nipples and tugging at the flesh. Tracy mirrored this action with one hand and slid a finger into her pussy with the other – just to keep herself company.

A small moan escaped Tracy with that first fingering, and before she knew it she’d said “Oooh, that looks good.” Because it did. Victor was holding Donna firmly around the middle with one arm, kissing her deeply, and by now had three fingers pushing in and out of Donna’s honey. Donna’s body was arched backward in tense ecstasy. Her whole body shuddered at the sound of Tracy’s voice. Tracy was amazed at the power of her offhand utterance & decided to push the issue. “Oh, yeah,” she continued. “Y’all are sexy as hell.”

Donna’s hips and belly began to shake uncontrollably. “I don’t know who the fuck you are,” the Silent Partner said, grasping both of her nipples and pinching with both hands in opposite directions, “but you have a sexy voice.” Victor wasn’t letting up with his fingerfucking but with his other hand he guided his dick up between Donna’s legs. Tracy could see the head sliding up through the wetness and back again.

“This is that new girl, isn’t it, Victor,” asked Donna between trembling breaths. “Tell me about her.”

“Her name is Tracy Hawkins,” said Victor. He watched the dark corner while he spoke, and Tracy swore he was looking right at her, although how could he be? Eyes unfaltering, he continued. “She started yesterday. She’s got beautiful legs, a pretty smile, and she keeps her hair tied up. She works in Community Division and right now she’s working on the Hartley Playground Safety project.”

As he spoke, he inched his cock into Donna’s slippery wetness, a hand wide on her back bending her slowly forward. By the time he was fully inside her, Donna was already rocking with orgasm number one. It was beautiful to watch. Her thighs and hips shook and shuddered, her mouth bruising itself as she chewed violently on her lips in an attempt to stay quiet.

Tracy’s hand stole into her own blouse to pinch a nipple and knead the soft flesh of her breast. Through the smooth fabric of her bra, she felt her nipple thicken and let out another moan.

Teasingly, Victor held his dick at Donna’s slick outer lips as her orgasm rocked her. As thoroughly as she seemed to enjoy it, shaking from head to toe in powerful tremors, it must have been a small one because it only seemed to make her hungrier. After she caught her breath, she chuckled at Victor’s description.

“You know that’s not what I mean, Victor. Tell me about her.”

Victor’s eyes never left the dark corner, even as he slid his cock back into Donna’s slippery slit. Tracy watched the smooth pumping with growing arousal. One hand slipped underneath her skirt and inside her drenched panties.

“Well, for one thing,” Victor said, “her pussy is real sweet. Her Interview was yesterday afternoon and I got to taste her myself. She tastes like a 16 year old slut, really sweet and really hot.”

Tracy had certainly never heard herself described in this way. The shock of it all made her want to change the subject. She did so.

“Don’t worry about my pussy, I’m taking care şırnak escort of it over here. I want to see you two fuck.” Donna was working her hips backward to slide more of Victor inside of her. Without looking into Tracy’s corner, she spoke again, in that same husky voice of command. “Tell me what you see, New Girl.”

Tracy was open. How could Natalie have given up this appointment? Maybe Donna’s beauty and seemingly inexhaustible heights of sexual passion had become commonplace because she had to watch it every Wednesday? Would all this become commonplace to Tracy, too? She hoped not.

“Victor’s dick looks so good slipping in and out of you. I see you working it deeper inside. You thought you could slide that by me while he was talking about my sweet pussy but you can’t… I’m watching you, Donna. I’m watching every moment while he fucks you.”

Donna gave a cry and thrust back with her hips, impaling herself on Victor’s rod in one stroke. It was clearly Tracy’s words that were exciting her this way. Was it because Tracy was new? What kind of turnover did they have in this place? Is a new girl that rare? This level of seductive power was new to Tracy, who’d always considered herself rather passive sexually… willing to try plenty, but not usually the one to initiate freakiness. She stretched her newly forming dirty talking muscles to their fullest.

“I see you fucking Victor’s thick dick into your pussy, Donna. I see you take it all the way into your juicy pussy and slam your body into him.”

Donna, shivering with delight every time that Tracy spoke, seemed to exult in crafting striking poses in which to be fucked. The powerful professional climbed onto Victor’s lap, arched her beautiful back and drove her sex onto Victor’s dick. Victor clasped the globes of her ass in his hands and kneaded them, slapped them. Donna shivered, giving Tracy her next idea. This Dictation thing was almost too easy.

“Ooh, you like that, don’t you, Donna? When Victor slaps your sweet ass? I can tell you like it. Your pussy looks so juicy. Pinch your nipple for me, Donna.”

The words didn’t come too fast. They halted as Tracy paused to take in what she was seeing; as she paused to take in a sharp breath; as she paused to slide another finger into herself. Soon she was up to four, legs splayed out among the soft cushions, and having trouble keeping up a monologue.

Without warning, Victor pulled out and easily flipped Donna over onto her back. He dove between her legs and ate with abandon… Tracy knew just what heights of bliss Donna was reaching with those lips and looked mournfully at his rock-hard dick bouncing between his legs. She hadn’t forgotten she was forbidden to touch. While Victor ate her, Donna was leaning back on her elbows, back arched. Her soaking pussy glistened.

“You want it, don’t you, Donna,” Tracy breathed. “You want that dick back in you, you want to be fucked and you want me to see it. But Victor’s such a good cunt-eater, isn’t he? Ooh, he made me come so hard yesterday. I’m gonna come right now just thinking about it. He’s making you crazy, isn’t he?”

With a cry clearly restrained at great cost from a full-throated shout, Donna’s second orgasm arrived. The sight of Donna’s belly arched and her pussy oozing honey shot wetness between Tracy’s own legs. She pushed her fingers further inside and began to fuck herself in earnest, letting soft ooohs and aaaaahs escape from her throat.

Before her, Victor slid smoothly into Donna again and lifted her waist up to meet his heavy thrusts. Donna’s moan went through four registers of ‘barely audible’ and her limbs whipped about like she was a marionette, driven to new heights by Victor’s plunging dick and Tracy’s continuing vocals.

Tracy’s own pleasure reached a subtle, lasting plateau fueled by the spectacle before her. Eyes locked onto the pair, her hand dipped deep, frothing in her wetness, her hips spiraling beyond her conscious control. The sight was beautiful. They moved like dancers, Victor’s slim waist and muscled back flexing as he matched Donna’s convulsive orgasmic movements spasm for spasm. When he pulled out of her she grasped his stiffness in her hands, still breathless but intent on coaxing the juice from him with tenderness and skill. Her body still quivered as she moved to wrap her soft full lips over his glistening cock.

Even in the midst of her delicious ongoing climax, Tracy didn’t forget her Dictation assignment. “Lick your pussy juice off his dick, Donna, make him come with me,” she called. With that, Victor let out a huge groaning moan and released onto Donna’s breasts and belly. As Victor fell back onto the couch, Donna finally looked over toward the corner where Tracy still lay, breathless, fingers deep within herself.

“That was great, New Girl,” she said, playing absentmindedly with one nipple and smiling into the dark corner. “But next time, I want you to leave the candle lit.”

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My lovemaking with Ally had been seriously interrupted by the screams from one of the bedrooms. I ran through a mental check: the voice was Fran’s and she was in trouble. She’s yelled with a mix of anger, pain, and anguish. “NO! GOD DAMN IT, I SAID NO. HELP, SOMEONE HELP.” I was up and running across the house as fast as I could, even leaping pieces of furniture.

The first room I went to contained Dave Henson and Wendy. They were pulling apart as he moved a little slower than I had to see what was going on.

I heard it again; screaming, loud and complaining, “NO, YOU BASTARD. THAT HURTS. STOP. NO! HELP!”

I barged into the next bedroom with my fists clenched and adrenalin surging through my veins. Fran lay on her stomach on the bed, her legs spread wide apart by the man kneeling behind her – Joel. He was obviously trying to sink all of his generous cock in her ass. Fran squirmed and fought to get away from him, but he yanked her back by her hair – hard, as he tried to impale her. He grabbed an arm and twisted it up behind her back to hold her down. She screamed again, “NOOOOOOOO. Stop, please stop!” She started to sob as the rape scene unfolded in those few microseconds.

I stepped forward, and with my left hand I grabbed Joel’s right shoulder and spun him part way towards me. My right fist hurled through space at Mach 1 and solidly connected with Joel’s jaw. I heard a snap and something break. I couldn’t tell in that instant whether it was part of me, part of Joel, or both. I felt a searing pain in my hand. Someone was yelling for Joel to stop, and I realized that I’d been the one screaming in anger at him.

Two other men – Dave and Aidan, were suddenly there pulling Joel away from Fran and onto the floor. Joel appeared stunned by my blow. Blood trickled from a gash on his lower lip. As his upper body landed with a thud between the two men, I turned and gave his balls a worthy kick with my bare foot. I connected with something serious, because I could hear a ‘whoompf’ as every bit of air came out of the man. I wound up my foot and kicked again. This time I was sure I got his balls square on. I heard a groan of pain.

Joel curled up in a ball. Lyle, Chip, Pam, Brad, and several others came flying into the room then, and I realized that only about twenty seconds had passed since I’d come through the doorway. I was about to render a third kick to Joel’s balls when Aidan grabbed me and pulled me away from the downed man.

Nancy stood over the very subdued Joel who had started to hold his jaw with one hand. She yelled at him, “You knew the rules; no means NO, and you broke them. There are no second chances on this. Get your clothes and leave, and never contact any of us again. Get out. GET OUT NOW!”

I had flopped down on the bed next to Fran and enveloped her in my arms. “Are you all right? What can I do? Did he hurt you badly? I love you. Oh, God, let me take care of you and make this all go away. I’m so sorry. This is a horrid situation; you were being raped.”

What I lacked in coherence, I made up for with the emotion in my voice. Fran was sobbing wildly as she let me hold her tightly to me. Jean came over and joined me, sliding in behind her daughter with a large towel to encase her quaking form. At that point, Fran dissolved into wild and uncontrolled sobbing.

I heard Aidan talking roughly to Joel. “You have fucked up badly, you asshole. Monday you will quit the agency first thing, and we never want to see you again. I will spread the word about all over town if you’re not out of there by lunch. I may anyway.” I had never heard Aidan so tough or so angry.

Two of the men escorted Joel out of the room, and later I learned they pushed him out of the house after Joel had dressed, again with admonitions to never return or contact anybody. They assured him that his name and reputation would spread far in the circles connected with the circle, and also impressed upon him the fact that felony rape charges lurked if he made any further trouble for anyone.

Fran quieted down after a few minutes. In her choked up voice she tried to explain, “I was trying to be nice to him … to allow him another opportunity to make love to me despite my becoming engaged. It was a peace offering,” she sobbed. “He got mad … mad that I’d accepted your ring … mad that I wouldn’t be dating him again outside of this group … and then he decided he’d have some fun and fuck my ass. I didn’t want that with him, so I told him ‘No’ about a dozen times before he flipped me over and started to force himself into me. That’s when I started yelling. He never really got inside me, but … well, he hurt me, especially where he was pulling my hair and arm to control me.”

Gale brought an ice pack for my hand. One of the older men was a physician, and he came and examined Fran and then my hand. Fran was fine, but I’d broken a bone in my hand, and would need a cast or splint of some kind.

Fran and I collected our clothing and dressed, along with some yalova escort of the others. Aidan promised to be sure that Pam, Sheila and Ally got home all right. I asked him to stay overnight with them in case Joel continued to have aggressive thoughts or wanted some strange form of vengeance.

Fran and I drove to the Emergency Room at Mass General Hospital. We arrived about midnight to an ER in chaos. About two o’clock in the morning a doctor and nurse worked over my hand to take x-rays, reset the broken bone, and put a splint and cast on my hand and wrist. By the time they finished it was four-thirty. We got home about five o’clock, and found Aidan, Pam, Sheila, and Ally still awake and waiting for us. Fran had been texting them updates on my pain and treatment.

The painkillers made me groggy, so without much ado, we all headed to bed. Fran and I were together in the queen bed, and the other four took our big bed. I awoke about eight o’clock, and Fran gave me another dose of pain pills, and I conked out again for another four hours.

When I awoke at noon, I was spooned against a naked and sleeping Pam. Everyone else was up, dressed, and fully functioning. I still resided in that hazy land of left over pain pills, the throbbing in my hand, and the discomfort of a rather solid cast whose job was to keep my fingers immobile while the knitting of broken bone took place.

Fran came to the bed and kissed me. She said, “My hero.” She hugged me. “It was so gratifying after trying to get him to stop, when you slugged him. That was the last thing he expected from anyone at the party. I didn’t know you’d ever get that mad at anybody, but now I do. You were marvelous.”

Pam rolled over next to us and opened her eyes. I got a nice smile.

I told Fran, “I had always felt that something was amiss with Joel. I didn’t know it would manifest the way it did. From the start, I thought it was just my jealousy. He out machoed me in many ways, and my ego got in the way of my logical thinking. I guess I felt sexually possessive of you – of all of you. I’m willing to share so long as I don’t feel threatened.”

Sheila put a beautiful breakfast in front of me, and my new fiancée sat with me and fed me so I didn’t have to try to eat left handed. I wondered how I’d function with my laptop, or even take notes when I was so right-handed, and now that hand was encased in a small amount of plaster and bandages to hold the splint and my fingers rigid.

After rehashing the night before with everyone, including the good times we had with our other friends, I took a pain pill and zoned out for an afternoon nap. When I awoke, I was in Sheila’s arms. She kissed me awake. “You are such a nice sleeper. I’ve been holding you for half an hour and dozing myself.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you, and I wanted to be close to you.”

“I love you too. You and I never got to talk last night, about the engagement and what that means and doesn’t mean for us. I didn’t want …”

Sheila stopped me talking by kissing me. “I know everything you want to say, and I’m fine with it. You did the right thing with my sister. I approve. I’m as devoted to you as she is and as Ally is. None of us has any plans to move away or change our romance with you. I might add that Pam loves you too, almost as much as we do, and she told us Jane does too. Jane was worried about you when Pam called her to tell her what had happened. We all talked to her; she’s like our older sister in some ways.”

“But, about you and Ally, …”

She put a finger on my lips. “Don’t worry about it now. You often over-analyze things. Let this one just unfold in a natural way. If you recall, this has been one of the craziest relationships ever since the day we found you were the guy Fran and I were dating at the same time. We decided we both wanted you, and we still do – Ally too. Go with the flow.”

“But …”

“Steve, leave it. Consider this: last night when you got engaged to Fran, Ally and I consider that you also became engaged to us. We all love you – we’re in love with you in so many ways. We’re sharing. God, we couldn’t share anything as simple as a CD or pen, and now we’re sharing a fiancée and it’s going pretty smoothly because none of us wants to upset the balance. We’re at a good place with each other and have been since you came along.”

We kissed. Sheila said, “Can you function below the waist? I’d love to make love with you.”

I was functioning below the waist. With not much encouragement, Sheila and I made sweet love with one another for an hour on that lazy afternoon. I felt frustrated that I couldn’t use my right hand to stimulate her, but we made do. As we lay in our afterglows, Pam, Ally and Fran came in and snuggled their naked bodies in behind us.

Sunday night, I called Jane and told her first hand about my small accident over the weekend, and that I planned to take Monday off and arrive on Tuesday morning. After consulting with yozgat escort my partners, I invited Jane up to Boston for the following weekend.

When we were alone a few minutes later, I asked Fran, “How do you want me to play it with Jane … and Pam?”

She gave me an understanding kiss, “I know you have strong feelings for Jane, and emerging feelings for Pam. You can only marry one of us, and that’s me. I’m not worried about your other relationships, and I think they’ll strengthen us. Jane might be our older sister, so enjoy your time with her, bring her home often, and keep a place in your heart for her. I like her and I know over time I’ll grow to love her too. I’m certain of it. The same goes for Pam and anybody else you meet.”

“Do you realize that it may be hard to shut the door and be exclusive again?” I posited.

“I’ve never asked you to be exclusive, even after I found out you were dating Sheila, and I’m not now. You kept making the point that you were dating other girls, and I accepted that. Now that we’ve broadened our circle of friends and fuck buddies, I think it’d be a mistake to rein that in. I think we can decide later if we want to change.”

“What about when we have children?”

“We’ll see, but any kiddies don’t have to know about what mommy and daddy do in their spare time. Think about it; Sheila, Ally, and I grew up with only the slightest hint that our parents did anything outside their marriage. Then we find out that they had fucked around fifty other people, and on a regular basis mind you. The only time I think we’ll need to stop is for a few months either side of childbirth when I’ll be too uncomfortable or healing from the trauma of the birth. Well, I’ll have to stop, but you can keep going.” She giggled at that thought.

“You like fucking strange cock?”

“I like being with friends – old and new – and expressing my sexuality, and if that qualifies as liking strange cock, then yes. Some of these friends I like a lot, even love in some ways, like Aidan, for instance. Lyle, Chip, and Sean fit in that category too, after I’ve gotten to know them. I don’t want to run off with any of them, nor them with me, but I do like being intimate and feeling loved by them. I give away my love to them and the others, and it comes back to me tenfold.”

“What will you do when I’m away traveling on business?”

“Well, unless you object, I’ll be one of Aidan’s lovers. I might go see my father too, or the other guys I just named, and beyond that I have no specific plans.”

“Would you want another male in our mix?”

“Maybe. I thought Joel might fill that bill, but I’m glad he showed his true colors early so there wasn’t any pain of separation after his stunt last night. Another thirty seconds and you would have had to pry his cock from deep in my ass.”

Fran thought a minute, and then continued, “As for another guy, yeah, that’d be nice for all of us girls, but he’s got a lot of hurdles to jump, especially after the Joel situation. He’s basically got to be your clone … and understand the word ‘No.'”

“Well, let’s keep our antennas up to see if any candidates appear. I have criteria too, and one of them is that I have to feel comfortable with the guy – no wolves in the hen house.”

* * * * *

Jane, Pam, and the others on the various TCI teams sympathized with my broken hand. Pam helped me put a credible story together for public disclosure: a jealous suitor had started to rough up Fran shortly after she’d accepted my ring, and I’d happened along at just the right moment. I conveniently forgot to mention that Fran and her suitor (Joel) were naked, supposedly fucking at a swing party, when he got overly aggressive about rough anal sex, she screamed for help after telling him ‘No,’ and I busted his jaw. Perhaps something got lost in the translation.

Aidan emailed me that Joel had quit the job he had at the same company Aidan worked for. He also heard that I had indeed fractured Joel’s jawbone and also loosened several teeth that were likely to be lost. I wasn’t the least bit sympathetic.

Jane had already heard the complete story from Pam, so she just gave me a wink after commiserating with my one-handedness.

That evening, Jane cooked dinner at home for us. She’d been cooped up in conference rooms from eight to six all weekend, plus had a ‘mandatory’ Saturday evening dinner with some of her senior colleagues who were also at the strategic planning weekend with their wives. At least she got to sleep in her own bed.

I picked up on her last comment about sleeping in her own bed. I said, “Alone?”

“Well, … I almost made a few offers, but these are people I work with on a steady basis, and I decided it wouldn’t be a wise decision on my part.” She studied me for a moment, “Then again, I work with you, and I think of you as one of the best decisions I made in my life.”

“Ah, shucks, ma’am. I’m a just doin’ what comes naturally when I’m in your ankara escort company. I just aim to please ya.” I gave my best impression of a country bumpkin.

“Well, we’ll have to see. I do need to confess a few things, however.”

“Confess away. Father Steve is in the confessional.” I acted as though I were opening the small door so I could hear her. I wondered if I could do exorcisms for a brief moment.

“Well, for starters, I had all sorts of mixed feelings about your engagement. I got jealous, but then I felt such joy for you and Fran, and then I wondered what would happen to us, and then I knew for certain that you’d be back with me this week. Anyway, I vacillated all over the map in my feelings after Pam told me yesterday about the weekend, your engagement, and the fight – such as it was.”

I stood and hugged Jane to me. “Jane, you are my darling, and I love you and I’m in love with you. I have a crazy patchwork of relationships that involve love in unlimited quantities, but you are a key part of that, and I don’t want to lose you. If it helps at all, please consider yourself engaged to me as well; Sheila and Ally do. They even told me they consider you to be an older sister.”

“Don’t toy with me.”

“I’m not. When I can afford it I’ll get rings for each of you. They will be an expression of my love, and not an attempt to lock you up. You know I’m not exclusive, and I don’t expect you to be either, at least on my account.”

“Won’t Fran want you to stop messing around?”

“She says that’s not her plan … or our plan. We will continue to be open to those we love and to new people and new relationships, but I guess we’ll have a ‘primacy’ in our relationship with each other. I should tell you that one of the reasons I slugged Joel, was that I was jealous of him. I didn’t trust him, and I’ve come to realize that he’d started to undermine my relationships with the girls if for no other reason than spitefulness. I think I sensed something there, and it wasn’t until yesterday that I could put a finger on it.”

Jane said, “I sensed something too, but he was an ardent lover when we met, and he did provide an enjoyable experience, at least with me. I wouldn’t have wanted a long-term relationship with him. I thought he was a bit superficial and egotistical, and although we only met that once, I too felt something lurking beneath the surface that he didn’t want others to see.”

“If you feel that way about anybody else, including me, I hope you share what you’re feeling. I believe that women are much more sensitive than men in this regard.”

Jane came and sat in my lap while I sat in her kitchen chair. “Well, let me tell you exactly how I feel about you.” With that she started to kiss me – lips, face, and neck, and then she nibbled at my ear and blew hot air inside in a very sexy move.

After two minutes of this, during which I reciprocated, I teased, “So, I take it that you can’t express your feelings with words?”

Jane squirmed in my lap, giving me her best interpretation of a lap dance while still wearing business clothes. I responded immediately, getting hard and showing that I was magnificently ready for our next foray into the bedroom.

Jane faced me more. “Father Steve, I must confess further that I am truly and madly and deeply in love with you. You have changed my life in so many ways, and I always will be eternally grateful for every second that we’re together.”

“Well, my child, if that is the case, I believe that the Holy Scriptures mandate that we consummate our relationship in some significant way. Might I suggest that we retire to your boudoir and see where the rest of the evening takes us? I consider it part of my religious duties to inculcate you in the ways of the Church of Steve.”

“Oh, yes, father. Please let us consummate something.” Jane laughed at the humor track we’d taken.

Jane rose, and I gave her a blessing in my best imitation of a priest.

Five minutes later, we were naked on her bed in a sixty-nine position that promised a great deal of spiritual satisfaction for each of us. Ten minutes after that started, I buried my sensitive scepter deep into Jane’s soaking pussy as she moaned in ecstasy. We fucked for over an hour, taking a breather here and there to change positions, and to share loving thoughts with one another. After a rest, we did it again, and then we slept in each other’s arms.

I called Fran the next morning before work started. We talked for fifteen minutes about our previous day, my discussions with Jane, and what the coming week might hold for us. There were no surprises, but I felt closer to my new fiancée because of the call. A few minutes after we hung up I got a sext: a picture of Fran’s pussy obviously taken in the stall of a woman’s room where she worked.

Jane and Pam found me for lunch. Jane told me that Fran had called her mid-morning to talk about the crosshatch of relationships, and how she wanted Jane to know that she was still an integral part of my love life. Jane even got a little teary when she said that Fran had reiterated to her about being a fourth sister who the other three loved and wanted in their lives forever. Pam had already heard similar words on the weekend, so felt warmly invited to continue in my life.

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Risa CH. 02

This is a continuation of the story with Risa and Yumi later in the night, after we had been in an amazing orgy with the other sexy ladies the previous day and night. This picks up after we had moved to the bathtub room of Risa’s house.

If you want to get to know Risa and/or Yumi better you might want to start at the beginning with the first time we met in M chan “Chapter 6-Later in the night!” and “The Ladies Ch. 01-08”.

*****

I opened the door to the sexiest scene anyone could hope to see, with two very beautiful women making love to each other with complete abandonment, on the floor of the tub room at Risa’s house.

Yumi was on her back with Risa on top of her in the 69 position, with both licking and fingering each other, building towards more orgasms. My cock was still soft from just cumming about twenty minutes before, but watching these two sexy women go at each other made my cock start to stir again.

I took the big vibrator dildo with the suction cup bottom and positioned myself over Risa, with my legs on either side of her body, facing towards her nice round ass. I bent over a little and looked down into Yumi’s eyes, while her snake of a tongue continued to fuck in and out of Risa’s pussy, stopping occasionally to withdraw and flick over Risa’s clit. I showed Yumi the dildo, to which she immediately nodded her head, knowing what I was going to do with it. I put the big head in front of the entrance to Risa’s pussy opening, and slowly rubbed it around getting it slick with pussy juice, then I started shoving it inside her, watching as her pussy lips spread wider as more and more of this monster disappeared. Yumi somehow managed to free her right arm from under Risa, reaching up to put her hand over mine on the back of the dildo being swallowed into Risa’s wet pussy. I removed my hand letting Yumi take over what happened with the dildo from this point on, moving off of Risa, getting down on my knees so that I could get to Yumi’s mouth, where I turned her face to mine so we could exchange kisses. Yumi was one of the best kissers I had ever met with that long sexy tongue she has. “Have fun, Sexy!” I told her as I broke the kiss and moved to the other end of her body, stopping to suck on her hard, pointy left nipple hanging out from under Risa’s body.

Risa was moaning and slurping at the same time, as she enjoyed the pleasure she was receiving from Yumi. I turned her face towards me, for another sexy kiss with my other horny lady. When we broke the kiss, I took Risa’s right hand and passed her another long, thick, black dildo I had picked up from my bag for her to use on Yumi. Before they really got started on each other, I managed to get in close enough to lick Yumi’s big, hard clit a few times before returning back to kiss Risa again, then backing away completely letting them return to pleasing each other.

I got back in the hot water of the tub and watched the show these two sexy girls were putting on, licking, sucking, and fucking each other right in front of me, as I slowly stroked my cock bringing it back to life.

I reached for my glass of beer that one of the girls had refilled for me and had put it on the end of the tub. I leaned back in the tub in such a way that gave me a great side view of both of the ladies and what they were doing to each other. I couldn’t see the penetrating dildos or their hard clits, but I could see how much their pussy juice was shining on the fake cocks, as they were pulled out of their partner’s pussy. I could also hear their moans and groans increase as they played with each other more and more.

“Risa chan, put your fingers in my ass…I’m cumming so good.” Yumi order her.

“How’s this?” Risa asked, as she followed Yumi’s instructions and slipped fingers into her ass, I figured from the sounds escaping from Yumi.

“Jesus, you two are so fucking hot together. Let me know when you want me to join you both, but don’t get me wrong, watching you two is perfect right now.” I spoke up.

I shifted my body position so I could now see Risa’s head down licking furiously on Yumi’s clit, while at the same time driving the black dildo in and out of Yumi’s wet pussy. I could also see that Risa had two of her fingers pushing up into Yumi’s bouncing ass.

Watching all of this was slowly making my cock fill with blood, and grow bigger and bigger.

“FUCK ME RISA…AHHHHHH…HERE IT COMES!” Yumi screamed as her body lifted off the tub room floor.

I jumped out of the tub and grabbed the dildo that Yumi was using on Risa, before it managed to slip out of her wet pussy. I then continued to fuck in and out of Risa, while at the same time I leaned over and slowly and gently licked around her asshole but not entering her.

As Risa’s moans grew louder and she started to fuck back on my tongue, I knew she wanted more, so I drove my tongue into her ass as far as I could get it, and sped up my rhythm of fucking in and out of her pussy with the urfa escort dildo. Yumi had gained her senses back and was now attacking Risa’s clit again, and had managed to get one of her hands out to pull hard on Risa’s pointy nipple.

“AHHHHHH…UUUUMMMMM…Fuck me! I’m cumming, JESUS, I’M CUMMMMIIINNNGGG SSOOOO HHAAARRRDDDD!” Risa started screaming as her body stiffened up and her head dropped down on Yumi’s pussy mound, while at the same time Yumi and I slowly stopped our playing with her.

I helped Risa lift her body up and into the tub, while Yumi also got up and slipped in the bath facing Risa. I cleaned up the toys and stepped out of the tub room to dry them off before returning to the ladies.

“Jkun, can you go into the room across the hall and grab a couple of futons out of the closet and put them out on the floor so we can fuck there after we get out of this tub.” Risa asked as she was gentle squeezing Yumi’s huge tits and pulling on her long hard nipples.

“Be my pleasure. I’ll set everything up and wait for you both there. Take your time.” I replied as I closed the door and headed out to get things ready.

First, I got the Japanese bedding out of the closet and laid it out on the floor, then I put out all the toys I brought on a towel at the head of the mattresses. Lastly, I got more beer and glasses, setting these up in a tray, in the area with a small shelve. A lot of older Japanese homes have an area in the master bedrooms with a hardwood floor and shelving to display art or other things.

I could hear water sloshing about and moaning coming from the tub room and figured the girls were warming each other up again before joining me.

I grabbed a glass of beer and stretched out on my back on the futon waiting for girls. Listening to their groans and imagining what they were doing, it started to make my cock grow and stand up. I reached down, circling my fingers around my hard shaft and started to slowly stroke myself up and down with my eyes closed, picturing the girls sucking on each other’s hard nipples, and fingering each other’s wet pussies. Then I heard the moaning stop, and the ladies get out of the bath, rolling the cover on the tub. Then the door opened and I heard their giggling as they dried themselves off.

“Look what’s waiting for us, Risa.” Yumi purred as they entered the room.

I still had my eyes closed and was still pulling slowly on my cock, but I felt a person close to me, and suddenly I felt a condom rolled down over the tip of my cock, and was then was rubbed against something warm, soft, and wet before I was engulfed in a tight hot pussy and a nice round ass started grinding on my hips.

“God, this feels so fucking gooddddd!” I heard Yumi moan as she started lifting herself up my shaft and then slamming back down burying me completely inside again.

I opened my eyes to see Yumi with her hands on her thighs and her legs wide open using her legs to lift herself up and then drop herself back down with only my hard cock and her wet pussy connecting us. She was so wet, I could see the pussy juices glistening all over my shaft.

I looked straight up as Risa placed her feet on either side of my head, reaching down to spread her pussy lips wide open allowing me to look straight inside her very wet pussy, as she slowly used her fingers to slide up and down her hard, exposed clit.

“I want to lick your wet hole so badly, Risa chan. Are you going to keep teasing me or are you going to let me shove my tongue into that beautiful pussy?” I asked as I reached my hands up behind her calves and gentle rubbed the backs of her legs up and down waiting for her to lower herself down onto my eager mouth.

Yumi had shifted her hands to place them flat on my stomach allowing her to pick up speed and really slam her pussy up and down my hard cock.

I saw Risa slowly start to lower her pussy down to my mouth, so I slipped my hands upwards until she was low enough that I could grab her ass cheeks in both my hands. When her knees hit the floor on both sides of my head, my tongue drove deep inside her very wet and tasty cunt, where I started to lick and suck up her flowing juices. I could feel her fingers on my chin as she continued to rub her clit, while she fucked my tongue deeper into her pussy.

Yumi had changed her rhythm and now had my cock buried completely inside her steaming hot pussy, and was grinding herself back and forth as fast as she could slamming the head of my cock into her pussy walls.

“Jesus, this cock is hitting me in all the right places, I’m cumming so nicely. Risa, do you want to change places or can I enjoy this fucking cock a little while longer.” Yumi moaned, almost pleading with Risa to allow her to continue fucking herself on my organ.

“His tongue feels really good inside me and my fingers are getting me very close. Let me flood his mouth and then we can change places. His cock looked so nice sliding in and out of your pussy a few minutes uşak escort ago. I want to try the same thing.” Risa spoke while gasping for breath as she closed in on a powerful orgasm.

“You should bury it and slam it back and forth inside your pussy after riding it up and down. It feels so good banging up against my G spot. I haven’t stopped cumming since my pussy swallowed it inside.” Yumi was moaning.

Hearing these two sexy women made me feel like I truly was a plaything for them, not that I was complaining because this was what I was hoping for. I knew that from this time on, whenever either or both of them got an itch that needed satisfying I’d be the one that they’d be coming to if their husbands weren’t doing their jobs.

Risa shifted forward, I assumed to get at Yumi’s body, causing her lower body to lift a little allowing me to get my tongue out of her pussy and down to her hard, exposed clit or up to her tight brown asshole.

I started first licking her clit, hard and fast causing moans to escape her mouth, until she started rubbing herself back and forth on my mouth. I then moved back upwards to collect some of the juices following from her very wet pussy for a while, before continuing my journey up until I could start licking circles around her butthole. While I was pleasing Risa’s lower body my hands were squeezing and playing with her ass cheeks, I then remembered the toys I had laid out on the floor above my head.

Yumi was still using her tight pussy muscles to squeeze my hard cock sometimes riding up and down then changing to burying me fully to grind back and forth while playing with Risa’s upper body.

I reached out my left hand, feeling for the toy that I needed because I couldn’t see it with Risa on my face. I kind of knew where it was located, first I grabbed a huge thick dildo but this wasn’t what I needed. The toy I wanted was to the left a little of the dildo, so I got my hand on it, knowing by its shape and texture.

It was a G spot vibrator with a panty liner shape for a base with vibrators in its head and another in the clit side of the base. There was a switch on the bottom of the base that activated both vibrators with ten different frequencies and another switch that was for a built-in heater that made it nice and warm.

I managed to get both switches turned on without looking, then I got it down under my chin where I started working it inside Risa’s juicy pussy and on her clit, freeing me up to concentrate on pleasing her by playing with her asshole.

“OHHH FUCKKKK…WHAT’S IN MY PUSSY? I’M CUMMMIIIINNNNGGG!” Risa screamed as her body went tight and her asshole clamped down on my buried tongue.

Suddenly, I feel my cock slip out of Yumi’s tight wet pussy, into the cool air as she slid up and off of me, appearing at my head to see what I had done to Risa.

Risa fell off to the side with the vibrator still buried in her pussy, continuing to do its job perfectly. She landed on her side next to us with her ass and pussy facing our heads.

“Can I do that?” Yumi asked while swinging her pussy onto my mouth without waiting for my reply. “Start at my clit and work your way back and forth to my asshole while I swallow this big hard cock of yours.” She purred and I got my tongue inside her pussy first, to collect some of her tasty juices, before I moved to start licking her clit.

Yumi took the head of my wet cock into her sexy mouth without using her hands, licking back and forth along the slit at the top with her sexy tongue. She was alternating between licking the head and sucking me, but only the top of my cock, not moving down my shaft. I even tried driving my cock up into her mouth, to get her to drink my shaft down her throat, but she wasn’t having any of it, she was in control of what was going to happen to my hard dick. I love the 69 position with Yumi, with her big firm tits on my lower chest, and her sexy tongue and mouth working over my cock. Her wet pussy always had plenty of juices flowing out, which are very tasty, kind of sweet.

Yumi put her hands on my knees and spread my legs wide, continuing to suck only the head of my cock as she kept up the grinding of her pussy on my mouth and chin. Suddenly Yumi drove down on my cock swallowing me completely, and then quickly coming back to the head, repeating her sucking up and down very quickly for about twenty seconds before stopping with me buried fully in her mouth.

I sensed Risa moving to our side, and could hear the low buzzing of the vibrator still buried in her pussy. Then Yumi released my cock from her mouth covered in her spit, I could feel it all over my hard cock and balls. Suddenly Yumi sat upwards on my face driving my tongue deeper into her pussy, and then my cock was taken in someone’s fingers and held pointing straight up in the air.

“Are you going to take it in there?” I heard Yumi ask as my cock head started to slide into the tightest hole a man could wish for.

I guessed that van escort Risa was slowly sliding her asshole down on my hard cock while the vibrator was continuing to buzz away in her pussy, which made both her holes even tighter as they were filled.

“JESUS, I’M SO FULL…FUCK THIS FEELS SO AMAZING…!” Risa was loudly groaning as she bottomed out and had my full cock swallowed completely inside her tight asshole.

“I can’t believe I’ve been missing out on sex like this all my life. Having my pussy and ass filled feels amazing.” Risa was moaning as she wiggled her ass back and forth, then left and right getting accustom to having me in her ass.

“I can’t believe how easy you took his cock in your ass while your pussy is full with that vibrator.” Yumi said as she leaned a little forward giving my head the freedom to move about a little. I wrapped my arms around the back of Yumi’s ass and started licking first her clit, then moving to scoop juices out of her pussy, and then I moved up to lick her asshole.

“God his tongue is so good, I love how he moves from my clit all the way back to my asshole.” Yumi said as she continued to squirm around on my face.

With my cock in Risa’s tight ass and her pussy buzzing with a vibrator buried in it, it was without a doubt, going to be a quick fuck before I was shooting my hot sticky cum up her ass. Yumi wasn’t helping with her juicy pussy rubbing all over my face, and her moaning so loudly.

I felt Risa place her hands on my stomach and slowly start lifting her ass up and then down my hard cock, while Yumi continued to move her pussy and ass back and forth on my mouth building her pleasure.

“Jkun, can you put something in my ass while you focus on my clit and pussy?” Yumi moaned.

I reached for a medium size butt plug, with a built-in vibrator, on the towel above my head, moving it down to insert it into Yumi’s very wet pussy to get it lubed up, so it would slide inside her ass easier without causing her any discomfort.

When I had the plug good and slick, I positioned it at the entrance to her asshole, applying a little pressure starting to push it into her. I was shocked when it popped into her butt hole so quickly and easily and Yumi stiffened her body up, tightening her butt and asshole.

“Nice! That feels so good. Now lick my clit hard and fast until I cum, Jkun.” Yumi ordered me as she moved her pussy into a position that allowed me better access to her hard, exposed clit.

So Yumi had her ass stuffed with a nice size butt plug that was buzzing away, as I licked and sucked on her big clit, while Risa was fucking herself up and down on my cock with her super tight asshole, and her pussy filled with a G Spot vibrator banging up against my cock in her ass. I was just lying on my back letting the ladies do most of the work, except for my sucking on Yumi’s pussy.

Risa was picking up more speed and really groaning as she was getting closer and closer to her big orgasm, and Yumi was also getting nearer to her cumming. The juices flowing from Yumi’s pussy were coating all over my face and I could feel her pussy squeezing my tongue every time I entered her. Yumi’s pussy has a great taste, kind of sweet and fruity.

“Pull my nipples, Yumi. I’m cumming so hard, Jesus, my pussy and ass are both vibrating so much.” Risa said breathlessly. “That’s it, pull them hard. FUCK I’M CUMMING!”

I felt Risa’s ass clamp down on my cock at the same time that the vibrator in her pussy, was yanked out of her very quickly, causing her body to convulse upwards releasing my cock from her ass. Next, I felt something very warm and wet spraying all over my body.

“Jesus, look at how much you are squirting. God your juices are everywhere.” Yumi giggled just before she shifted position forth to swallow my cock into her mouth, freely me to better play with her clit and pussy.

I could just see Risa flop down on the bed next to us, breathing very heavily. I reached over my head and grabbed the first big dildo I could get my hands on, returning it to Yumi’s exposed pussy opening. I drove the dildo deep into her with no trouble because of all the juices flowing out of her. I slammed the dildo in and out as fast and deep as I could while at the same time sucking and biting lightly on her expose clit.

“AAAAHHHHH… I’M CUMMINNGG!… PULL IT OUT!… PULL IT OUT!” Yumi started screaming after about a minute of my action. Her body was also bouncing on me as she experienced a very powerful orgasm. She was releasing my cock from her mouth to scream and gulp in air, but returning to swallow me back into her mouth, taking my cock fully until my stomach was banging up against her face.

I reach up to pull both the butt plug and dildo from her body at the same time, causing her to start convulsing, and a thick white cream to start flowing slowly out of her pussy.

All of this was pushing me to shoot my white, hot cum. I was still buried deep in Yumi’s throat and really wanted to fill her stomach with my hot jism, but I didn’t. I managed to rollover forcing my dick to pop out of her mouth when she landed on her back close to Risa. I quickly got to my knees, pulled off the condom, and pumped my slick cock in my hand to shoot my juice all over their beautiful faces and hair.

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Jasper is twenty-one years old. He works in a business that lets him travel almost anywhere. He is very handsome. He is 6’1″, black silk hair, green eyes, tan skin, a wonderful six pack, and a ten inch cock. He lives not far from me, only two blocks. He is a wonderful son. When His father left us, he told me that he’d work hard in school to become a good man and even better then his father.

I’m a single mother. I’m thirty-eight years old. I have a four pack body, my breasts are 40D, and my pussy is always shaved. I have hazel eyes, brown short hair, and tan skin. I spend my time at work in my office. Today was different for some reason. I picked up my cell phone when I heard my text tone go off. It was from my son.

“Mom, Is it ok if I stop by this evening… Jasper”

Well, I always like the company of my son. I text him quickly and told him, “Sure, sweetie” and went back to work. I couldn’t understand why my son wanted to stop by the house but it was his home to so I couldn’t keep him out. I found my son very attractive. I missed my son, so this evening I was looking forward to seeing him.

When I pulled into the driveway, my son’s car was already there. I turned off the engine and grabbed my suitcase. I open the door and closed it behind me. I walked toward the front door and open it. I stepped inside and close the door. “Jasper, you here,” I called from the front door.

He walked out of the kitchen and smiled at me. “I’m here, Mom. Dinner’s ready in the kitchen,” he said. He went to the basement door and walks downstairs. I know that he went to grab a bottle of wine.

I took off my coat and put it on the rack. I walked into the kitchen and saw two candles lit. I smiled and sniff the air. “Mmm, Dinner smells good, sweetie,” I said.

He came up behind me. “I know you’d like it, that’s why I asked if I could stop by this evening to make dinner for you,” he said at my ear. I jumped and faced him. I smiled and hugged him. I walked to the table and sat down. He sat across from me and poured the wine for us.

I smiled and looked down at my dinner. It was streak, peas, and butter noodles. “Oh, sweetie, this looks good. You have to stop spoiling me and find a woman to pamper like this,” I said softly. I heard him chuckle and looked up at him.

He muğla escort took a sip of his wine. “I like spoiling you, Mom. You’re the woman of my dreams,” he said softly. I choked on my wine but took a deep breath and looked at him surprised. “Don’t act surprise, Mom. You’ve been the woman of my dreams since I was eighteen. You were the one that always got me hard.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. He’s dreamt about me. Goodness, I’ve had dreams about him as well but that isn’t something I discuss at dinner. “Sweetie, Can we talk about this after dinner,” I said. He shrugged and nods. I started to eat my dinner and looked up at him from time to time.

After dinner, Jasper and I sit in the living room. I looked at him. “Jasper, I know that you think I’m the girl of your dream. But come on, I’m you’re mother,” I said. I couldn’t believe I said that, I love him and he turns me on.

He shrugged. “Mom, you’re hot and attractive,” he said. He put a hand on my leg and rubs my leg. I closed my eyes and lean back against the couch. I moan softly. He looked at me. “Mom, I want you so bad. I’ve wanted you for four years now. Please, let me have you.”

I moaned softly and I couldn’t say no. My son made me feel good even better then his father did. So I had to have him too. I open my eyes and looked at him. “Yes, sweetie, you can have me, but before you think about sex. Let mommy suck your cock,” I said to him. I saw him nod and get on my knees in front of him. I pulled down his shorts and boxers down. His cock spring free and up. I smiled and grip my hand around his cock. I stroked him.

I heard him groan. I smiled. “Oh Mom, suck my cock, please,” he said. I open my mouth and took his cock into my mouth. I sucked him and massaged his balls. He moaned and run his fingers through my hair. I groaned softly and closed my eyes. He gripped my hair and pulled me down to the base of his cock. I moaned and pulled back and flicked my tongue over the tip of his cock. I stroked his cock and suckle the tip of his cock. I massaged his balls and licked my lips.

I lick down his cock and took his balls into my mouth. I sucked on his balls and he moaned and grips my hair tight. I gasp and licked up his cock. I suckle the tip of his cock again and moaned softly. muş escort He jerked his hips up and I took his cock all the way back into my mouth. I moaned softly and he groaned and thrust his hip up again.

His balls began to tense and I know that he was going to cum soon. I kept deep throat in his cock while he jerked his hips up. Then he shot load after load of cum down my throat. I suckled the tip of his cock, drowning his cock of his cum and licked it clean. I pulled back and licked my lips. “Yummy, babe,” I said.

He groaned and run his fingers through my hair. He smiled at me and said, “That was so amazing, Mom.” I let go of his cock and he pulled my lips to his. He kissed me passionately and I wrap my arms around his neck. He cupped my breast and stroked my nipples with his thumbs. I arched my back and gasp softly.

He pulled my shirt over my head and unclipped my bra. He slided my bra off and lean down to take one of my breast in his mouth, when I felt his mouth suck on my breast, I let a cry of pleasure escape my lips. Oh god, He made me feel so good. I run my fingers through his hair and moaned out his name.

He pinched my other nipple and rubbed my breast. I felt my pussy get hot and wet between my legs. God, Jasper made me feel so god damn good. I grip his hair and pulled his head up. I kissed him and slid my tongue between his lips. I stroked his tongue with mine and moaned in his mouth.

I broke the kiss and looked at him. He just grinned and picked me up. He carried me upstairs to my bedroom and laid me down. I looked at him as he slid my skirt and pants down. He spread my legs and kissed my right inner thigh then my left. I arched my back off the bed and moaned. He pressed his mouth on my pussy and flicked his tongue in and out. I gasp and grinded my pussy deeper in his mouth. He let out a groan and pushed his tongue deeper into my pussy.

I rocked my hips but he put his hands on my hips and held me in place. I groaned as he sucked my pussy and flicked his tongue in and out. He sent heats of pleasure through my body and I shook under his touch. I cried out, “Oh my god, Jasper, mmm, that’s it, suck mommy’s pussy. Make mommy cum.” That what he was doing, I felt my orgasm build up inside me. I had to hold out a little long nevşehir escort but the way he sucked my pussy hard. I don’t think I could but I had to try. I closed my eyes and arched my back. I moaned and run my fingers through his hair.

He groaned softly and flicked his tongue hard in my pussy. I arched my back and screamed out with pleasure. I felt my body shake as I came in his mouth. He lapped up my juice and pulled back. He smiled down at me and said, “Mmm, Mom that was amazing.” I nodded but nothing was amazing until he fucked me.

I looked at him and sit up. “Honey, I want you to fuck me, now. I want you to fuck mommy as hard and fast as you like,” I said.

He grinned at me. I know that he had something in mind. He licked his lips and said, “Mom, I want you to get on all fours and let me fuck you from behind.” I had no objections to that and did as he said. I got on all four for him. He admired my ass for a moment and came over me. I felt the tip of his cock touch my pussy. I gasp and groaned softly. He slipped his cock inside my pussy and began to fuck me.

I moaned and tilted my head. He leaned forward and nibbled my neck. He pounded my pussy hard and fast. My juices were dripping down his cock as I cried out his name. It felt like heaven, having his cock inside my pussy. I dreamt of this moment for a while now. He kissed down my back and pounded my pussy harder and faster. I screamed out with pleasure and he let out a groan.

He fucked my pussy like never before. He kept pounding my pussy so fucking hard that I screamed his name so loud. I felt my orgasm began to build up again but I need that I hold it a little long for him. He was doing a great job of fucking me and I didn’t want it to stop. He pounded my pussy faster and moaned. I moaned with him and licked my lips. I know that I couldn’t wait anymore but it felt too good to give in yet.

He nibbled my neck and kissed down my back. I know that was it for me. I took a deep breath and screamed as I orgasm all over his cock. He moaned out, “Mom” and cum inside my pussy. I felt his seeds fill my pussy and my womb. It was so fucking amazing. I looked over my shoulder and smiled at him.

He looked at me and grinned. “Your orgasm felt good on my cock, Mom. I love them,” he said. He kissed my lower back. He pulled his cock out of my pussy. I groaned, I didn’t want him to pull out yet. He smiled. “Mom, I think it’s time for you and me to go to bed.” I nodded.

We took a shower and crawled into my bed. We made love a few more times that night and fall asleep in each other arms.

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Monday

Doctor Zoe Monroe, was like a high school kid with a crush as she sat watching the clock with butterflies in her stomach. Waiting for her last appointment of the day to arrive, the moment had seemed like it would never get here at the beginning of the day. But with each tick of the clock it crept closer.

She had been distracted all day. Her thoughts wandering to the events of the weekend and the week before. Nate playing football. Barry’s birthday. Nate’s bulge in those new tight underwear. Barry taking sexy photos of her. Nate’s aching testicles almost the size of orange’s. Barry using a dildo on her. Her little white hand struggling to wrap around Nate’s impossibly thick shaft. Barry fucking her with that big black dildo. Nate’s big Black cock, so big and so strong, slapping her on the cheek as he struggled with his underwear. Thinking of the young kid next door whilst her pussy spasmed around that black dildo as the first ever real and powerful orgasm of her life took hold of her.

She had felt a little bit of guilt in the aftermath of that orgasm. Almost like she had betrayed her husband. But when she saw the stupid grin on his face she had realised that he was none the wiser to what had really gotten her off. In fact he didn’t even seem to care about the fact that she had referred to it as a ‘big black cock’ when she had become vocal. He just seemed excited by the fact that ‘he’ had made his wife squirt.

“That was so sexy. I can’t believe how hard you came! I made you squirt baby, look!” He boasted, showing his wife the wetness up his forearm.

“You’re the best honey. Happy birthday!” Zoe had replied, both exhausted by this new feeling and guilty that she had been thinking about someone else when she had orgasmed.

“Maybe on another special occasion,” Zoe had told her husband the following day, when he enquired about when they could play with the toy again. The truth, however was that she wanted to play with it again. She wanted to relive that delicious ache of her pussy being stretched. That orgasm had ripped through her body and she knew immediately in the aftermath that she would need to feel that again, and soon. She just hadn’t accepted it yet.

“Nate Jones is here for his appointment,” The receptionist buzzed through.

“Send him in,” Zoe replied, and then instinctively began to brush her long thick hair with her fingers, check her reflection on her computer monitor and even sat up straighter in her chair, pushing her large chest out even more.

“Hey Doc” Nate said casually, confidently walking into the her office wearing a tight muscle hugging white t shirt and his almost even tighter blue denim jeans.

“Hi Nate. Please come take a set. How are you doing? Great game at the weekend!” Zoe replied. Her eyes couldn’t help but fall straight down to his crotch, hoping to get a peak of that incredible bulge of his.

That huge piece of meat that had occupied her mind of late. When she had inspected another patients genitals, she couldn’t help but compare it to Nate’s huge cock and big black testicles. When she had went grocery shopping, she couldn’t help but wrap her fingers around it and see if her fingers met, knowing they didn’t meet when wrapped around Nate’s cock. When her husband had fucked her with the dildo, it was Nate’s face she had saw when the pleasure had taken over her body and she closed her eyes, it was Nate’s strong muscular body she imagined being dominated by. And it was Nate’s big thick black cock that she had imagined had been stretching out her little tight pussy as she had the biggest orgasm of her life and squirted allover her husband.

Unfortunately for her, the moment her eyes had fallen down to his crotch, Nate had sat down and taken it out of sight from her, causing her to feel frustrated enough to frown.

“Thanks. I’m glad you made it along. How was your husbands birthday? Did you guys have a special time?” Nate asked with a smile. Almost like he knew what the Doctor had gotten up to. Like he knew she had bought herself a black dildo. Like he knew she had bought it because of her desires after seeing his cock. Like he knew she had lied to her husband about the shop making a mistake and giving her the wrong one. Like he knew she wanted him. Like he knew she had cum fantasising about him.

“We had an amazing time, thanks. Barry loved the game too. You were incredible! How did the underwear hold out?”

“The underwear is great. I am going to head to that shop after this appointment and buy some more!” He beamed. “So thank you so much for going to all that trouble to help me” He added.

“Awww. That’s really good Nate. You’re welcome, I’m glad to have been of help” Zoe replied proudly. But part of her was saddened at the realisation that this now solved problem would no longer be hers to help with.

“Well there is of course the other problem” Nate continued.

“Other problem?” Zoe replied, distracted and almost unable to concentrate on anything other than the thought of Nates cock stuffed tightly into his new urfa escort underwear.

“You know? The aching pain I have in my testicles?”

“Oh right! Your need to always empty those huge balls ” Zoe spat out. “I mean, your need to ejaculate to relief the ache within your testicles” She corrected herself.

“Right” Nate said trying not to laugh at the cute way his next door neighbour would sometimes struggle with her words.

“I’ve been thinking, is there any way to have my testicles reduced?” He asked.

“Your testicles reduced? No. There is no such procedure Nate. I’m sorry” Zoe frowned, realising just how desperate the young man must be that he would consider such a procedure.

“Well how about a vasectomy? Maybe that would work?” He asked.

“Maybe it would. But we don’t even know for sure what is causing the problem Nate. When you have a Vasectomy, you still Cum…Sorry, I mean ejaculate. Sperm make up only a small percentage of your ejaculate. You will still cum the same…sorry, I mean you will still ejaculate the same volume as before. So right at this moment, without further investigation, we can’t say for sure that a vasectomy would help you. In fact my guess would be that it wouldn’t help you at all.”

Nate let out a dejected sigh and put his head in his hands.

“Look, we are going to find a way to help you with this” Zoe had gotten up off her seat and sat on the end of her desk in front of Nate. Placing one hand on her shoulder to try and help comfort him. She couldn’t help but be impressed with his muscle mass as she lightly squeezed and stroked her shoulder.

“Besides. Surely a young healthy man like yourself would want to have kids and a family of his own one day! You would be breaking a lot of girls hearts who would do anything to be the mother of your children.” She reassured him, thinking of her own desires over the years to have kids.

“Not all women want to have kids Doc. Take yourself for example. Some people are just happy without them.” Nate said, sitting back up and looking deep into the eyes of his sexy, older, next door neighbour.

“Well actually, if you must know, I do want to have kids!” Zoe replied “More than anything in the world” She added sadly.

“You and Barry are just waiting for the right time?” Nate asked naively.

“We’ve been trying for years. Barry has a low sperm count” She felt herself welling up and a tear slowly rolled down her cheek. “So you see, you might actually be blessed and not cursed!” She added, sobbing.

“I’m so sorry, Zoe” Nate said standing from his seat. The pairs eyes joined briefly, before Zoe looked away in shame. Before she could turn to walk behind her desk, Nate wrapped one hand around the small of her back and one around the back of her head. He pulled her body tight to his and her head onto his chest.

She felt safe in his arms. Like she belonged. She could feel her soul opening up and soon she began to really cry and sob hard. She had spent all these years putting up walls and defences to try and hard her true feelings towards motherhood. She had pretended to everyone, including herself, that she didn’t have to have her own children. But deep down inside herself she knew that she desired motherhood more than anything else in the world. She needed it.

She wrapped her arms around Nate.

“It’s ok” Nate said, holding her tighter and stroking her head.

“Thank you Nate.” Zoe said, finally breaking their hug after what seemed like forever. “I don’t know where that came from, but I clearly really needed that.”

“No problem Zoe. You spend all your time looking after your patients and your husband. You should make sure you look after yourself too! Do what makes you happy and is healthy and right for you!” Nate replied, sitting back down. “If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m just over the yard. I know you probably think I’m just the little boy next door…” He started.

“No I definitely don’t just think of you as the little boy next door Nate” Zoe interrupted as she sat back behind her desk. “You are a brilliant and caring young man. Thank you very much for holding me and for your words” She smiled warmly.

‘Great. He’s caring and sensitive, to go along with the good looks, huge cock and the body of a god!’ She thought to herself.

“I’ll be ok, so let us get back to your problem. I believe that the next step for us is to take a sperm sample, to better analyse what may or may not be going on with you”

“Alright. How do we go about doing that?” He questioned.

“Well, you get some time alone in another room, and you ‘deposit’ the sample in here” She said pulling a small plastic medical sample cup from her drawer and onto the table.

“You want me to cum in a cup?” Nate asked.

“No. I want you to deposit your ejaculate into this medical container, so that we may send it for some tests and analyse the results to further help diagnose your problem.” Doctor Monroe said with a little smile, causing Nate to smile uşak escort back.

“Alright. When would you like me to come back and do this?” He asked.

“Well, actually it might need to be now. The clinic is going under some refurbishments beginning tomorrow, so I will not be here for the next 2 weeks.” She said, knowing that she was supposed to defer her patients to another doctor, but feeling like Nate would probably not want to have to see another doctor with his embarrassing problem. ‘Plus she had promised his parents that she would help him’. She thought to herself. ‘Plus I want to be the one to help him’ She continued to think.

“When was the last time you ejaculated?” She asked, matter of factly.

“Lunchtime” He replied. “And then this morning when I woke up”

“Oh” Zoe frowned.

“Is that a problem?” Nate asked.

“Usually we ask for you to not ejaculate for 24 hours before a sample is taken.” She said, thinking to herself.

“Well to be honest with you, I am ready to go now! The ache is there, and I need to empty these balls.” He replied as he grabbed his crotch. “There is no way I could ever manage to go 24 hours without cumming” He added.

“Well, I guess we could try and see what kind of sample we get. I’ll make a note here about the last time you ejaculated, and we can analyse the results with this factor in mind” She said, standing up with the cup in her hand.

“I will make sure you aren’t interrupted” She said, handing him the cup. “There’s some lubrication on the table. I know you’ve already came today, but just try and fill it as best you can” She said smiling.

“That won’t be a problem” Nate smiled nervously.

Zoe was almost reluctant to leave, knowing what was about to happen right here in her own office. As she opened the door to her office, she wanted nothing more than to close the door again, lock it behind her and go sit down at her desk and watch her young neighbour stroke that perfect cock of his. She wanted to lift up her skirt, pull aside her little panties and…

“Doctor?” Nate interrupted. Her heart fluttered with excitement as turned back and smiled knowingly at the young black man.

“Shouldn’t I at least take the cup out for dinner first?” He joked

“Some dates, are easier than others” Zoe joked back. Before turning and leaving the room and feeling a little disappointed.

Grabbing a coffee in the break room, she sat and tried to keep her mind off of Nate. But she couldn’t help herself. She knew he was in her office, with that great big slab of meat in his hands. She wondered where he would be doing it. On the examination bed? On the visitors chair. On her own chair? On her desk? Was he completely naked? How much of that lubrication would he need to use to properly coat that monster of his? Would his muscular body be glistening with beads of sweat?

She suddenly wished she had a camera set up in her office. ‘Heck, maybe I should have a camera set up in all the offices so I can find out which patients have the biggest cocks’ She laughed at her own thoughts with a bit of self shame. What was she becoming?

30 minutes had passed, and there was still no sign of Nate. She had asked him to let her receptionist know when it was ok for her to return. She was worried that maybe he had ‘shot a blank’ because of his earlier masturbation, and that perhaps he was too embarrassed to tell her.

“Nate?” She asked at the door after knocking. To no reply.

“Nate? I’m going to come in now, ok?” She said again.

She slowly opened her door, and walked in, covering her eyes with one hand.

“Is everything ok Nate?” She said, closing the door behind her. “It’s been so long” She added.

“I’ve just finished. I’m sorry Doc, it takes me awhile to cum” He replied.

“Oh, that’s not a bad problem to have” She laughed as she uncovered her eyes. “Oh shit!” She added at the sight before her.

Nate was standing by her desk completely naked. His huge cock dangled amazingly low and heavy, cost to his knees. It was no longer hard, but it was plump like it still had some extra blood pumping through it, and it was slick with wetness from the lubrication. ‘It looked beautiful’ Zoe though to herself, as it swung slowly from side as she noticed Nate with paper towels trying to clean up some mess from her desk.

“Sorry, Nate, I thought you said you were finished.” She said, staring at the young stud, her eyes trying to see what he was doing to her desk, but dropping to his cock every time she noticed it move.

“Oh yeah. I am. I just made a little mess I am afraid.”

“Well, that’s alright, we can get a sample again another time” She said stepping forward more into the room. She inhaled deeply as the masculine smell of the sweaty black kid and his semen filled her nostrils. It smelled of sex. It smelled of satisfaction. And it made her wet and weak at the knees.

“Oh I got the sample” He said proudly, holding up the cup.

“Oh my god!” Zoe said, looking at van escort it filled to the top with Nate’s cum. Practically overflowing. She couldn’t help but remember the tiny deposits her husband made. A few drops at most. And they were after not ejaculating for days and sometimes weeks at a time. ‘This kid just came a few hours ago’ She thought to herself as her eyes dropped back down to his cock, and those giant, almost orange sized testicles behind them.

“I’m sorry about the mess” Nate said, as he continued to put paper towels on the desk.”The cup wasn’t big enough” He added.

Zoe’s eyes went back to the desk, and she saw exactly what he had meant. Not only was the cup full, the desk had as much cum on it than what was in the cup.

“Oh my god” She said again. “So much cum!” She took the cup in her hand and held it up, inspecting it.

“So hot!” She said. At the sight of it. The heaviness of the filled cup. The warmth of it. The sight of all that potent cum on her desk. The plump huge cock dangling between the naked, muscular man standing in her office!

“Pardon?” He asked

“Emmm. The warmth of the cup. Just surprised me is all.” She lied.

“See what I mean about it being a problem? I produce too much cum” He said sadly.

“Well we have the sample now. And so perhaps we have just taken the first step into finding a solution for you.” She sat down in her seat, biting her lip watching him as he stuffed his cock back into his underwear and began to dress.

“Tell me Nate, how do you feel now that you have cum?” She enquired.

“I feel great!” He grinned. “The ache always disappears for a few hours afterwards”

“Good. I’m glad you feel better.” She smiled. “At least we know of one way to help alleviate the pain, whilst we look for a solution.”

“In the mean time I’ll try and keep myself alleviated of the pain whenever possible” Nate joked, causing Zoe to laugh.

“I never thought I would prescribe masturbation to one of my patients.” The two of them laughed together. “I’ll be in touch when I have some more information for you” She added.

“Thanks again Zoe. And enjoy your time off” Nate smiled, heading for the door.

“Thanks…and Nate?” She asked.

“Yeah?”

“Don’t forget to take your prescription 4 times a day young man!” She smiled.

As horny as she has ever been she ran up the stairs as soon as she got home in the hope of spending some alone time with her new dildo, before Barry got home. But she heard his car pull up outside before she could even start.

“Honey?” He shouted

“I’m up here” She replied. “Just sending some emails” She added.

She had decided to reply to ‘Doctor JJ’ to let him know that she had gotten her patient to give a perm sample, and the circumstances behind it. She told him of the huge load that he had deposited, and the mess that was left because the cup was too small. And all this was from a deposit given less than 4 hours from the patient ejaculating before.

“Maybe we can play with my present tonight?” Barry said with a stupid grin on his face at the dinner table.

“Those photos were a one time thing dear” Zoe said rolling her eyes, and knowing too well it was the other present he meant.

“Not that present honey, the toy” He replied. “Please?”

“But it’s black!” She protested again.

“So?”

“Well it’s unrealistic. You are white! I am white!” She continued, knowing that he would do and say anything for a repeat performance.

“The colour of it doesn’t matter. Besides, people role play all the time!” He argued.

“What kind of role-play?” Zoe asked, trying to direct him down the path she wanted him on.

“People pretend to be other people. You know? Some people are into school girl and school teachers. Others are into pretend mom and son relations.”

“Ewww. Well we aren’t doing that one!” She kinked her nose. “Besides, I’m not good at pretending to be another person” She added.

“Well you don’t have to pretend too much. You be you. Maybe just instead of being a doctor, you are, say a stripper!”

“You and that stripper fantasy. Alright, well lets say I go along with it, who are you going to be? I don’t know any black guys.” She replied.

“Well you don’t have to know them” He started, and then saw her face as she struggled to comprehend the idea. “But actually, you do know one!” He smiled.

“Who?” She struggled.

“Jamal? from next door silly!” Barry laughed at her ditziness.

“Oh, right. But he’s married! I couldn’t possibly imagine myself with a married man.”

“Right. No. Of course not.” Barry frowned frustratingly. “Well, there is always Nate…”

“Barry! He’s just a kid!” She gasped.

“He’s anything but a kid! He’s a young man!” Barry started, seeing Zoe’s eyes liven up as if she was listening for the first time.

“A young man, who is shy but curious about being with a women. So he books a stripper…not knowing it is the women who stays next door. You feel sorry for him and his embarrassment, so you decide to put on a show for him. You dance against him…and oh my god, you can feel him, he’s so much bigger than anyone you’ve ever known. You have to have him… You had no idea that penises could be so big. ” Barry continued to paint the scenario.

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