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Julia, An Exploration Ch. 02 Pt. 02

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Ray sat in his Jeep, trying very hard to not keep staring at the dashboard clock, but as each minute went by, he grew more anxious. He just knew that by telling him what car she would be in that she would show. But then at about the 15 minute mark he was about ready to give up and started to put the jeep in reverse, when around the corner came a white Mercedes. “Coincidence?” he wondered. Slowly the car made its way in his direction and then it slid in to the parking spot right next to his, on his drivers side.

Julia was shaking and had no clue as to why she found herself in the garage and parking next to what she believed was Ray’s jeep. She mustered up her nerve and looked over to see him in his driver’s seat and she rolled down the passenger window in her car. She very sheepishly looked at Ray, waved and managed to give a small waive and embarrassed smile.

“Well hi,” Ray said. “I’m glad you showed.” Julia didn’t respond. “So,” Ray continued, “is there something you want to show me?” Julia didn’t move for what seemed to be 10 minutes, but was more likely 10 sections.

She then looked around the garage so make sure that no one else was around and then, suddenly and swiftly, as to prevent her reversing her actions, she lay the drivers seat back as far as it would go so that she was now almost in a prone position. She kept her eyes straight ahead and reached down and pulled her skirt up around her waist. The lower half of her body was now fully exposed to Ray whom had a full view of her body from his vantage point.

Julia moved her hands from her sides and placed them on her inner thighs. It was then that she wanted to see Ray’s reaction and looked over at him. He was just looking at her and then gave her an approving nod. She looked back at the ceiling of her car, had an internal debate with herself and decided that there was no looking back. She pushed her left leg up against the door of the car and moved her right hand to her pussy. With her middle finger she started to rub her clitoris. She was very wet, very horny and very excited. She looked down at herself and saw that she was swollen and wet. She pushed her middle finger between her lips and felt her moisture. She moved her finger back to her clit and continued rubbing. Her little button was getting to be as hard as a pebble. She had grown so excited that she thought she could have had an orgasm without even touching herself. She pushed down harder on her clit, then placed a finger in herself again. Using her own moisture, she went back to rubbing harder on her clit. It was getting to be too much to take.

She threw her head back and let out a soft moan. She was now rubbing her pussy with two fingers and as fast as she possibly could. She said “oh god” out loud and started shaking with her orgasm. It was a bit longer and more intense than most times. The build up had created such an intensity inside her and her stomach, thighs, and lower legs contracted several times with the mind altering feeling.

She slowed her motions and then let her hands rest back on her thighs. Her body was slowly recovering and after a few seconds she looked over at Ray. She was still reeling and saw that Ray had opened his drivers side door. He was still sitting in his seat, but had pulled his cock out of his pants. His hand was on his cock and her panties were wrapped around it as well. He was looking right at her and pulling up and down on his cock. Within a few seconds he let out a soft groan and she saw white seamen come out the tip of his penis and ran down his hands and on to her panties. She was watching in amazement. türkçe bahis “I caused that,” she thought.

Ray closed the driver’s door and cleaned up his mess with her panties. He looked over at her again and raised his eyebrows and smiled. “Well,” he said. “That was interesting. You okay? Was it fun for you?” he asked. Julia nodded in the affirmative but didn’t say anything. She started to pull her skirt back down to their proper and normal position. “A bit embarrassed,” she said.

“Don’t be,” he replied. “Just don’t.”

Julia was ready to get out of there. She didn’t want to get caught by a guard or another driver. She wanted to leave. She put the car seat back up and looked herself in the review. She made sure her hair was not too messed up.

“Hey,” Ray said. “I don’t know your name.” Julia didn’t respond. “Can I see you again?” he asked. Julia was not sure how to respond. It was probably not such a great idea, but then she thought that she probably wouldn’t be able to resist another adventure like this.

“Here is my number,” he said without prompt. He got out of his jeep and put his business card on the passenger seat of her car. “You can call or text any time you like,” he said. Julia looked over and just smiled sheepishly.

“I can’t promise that I will Ray,” she replied.

“Well, the offer is there,” he said.

“So, are you going to tell me your name?” he asked.

Julia thought for a long moment. She was not ready to tell this stranger her read name. “Ha, stranger,” she thought.

“Hmm” she said, continuing in thoughts. “It’s, uh…Jewel,” she found herself saying without completely knowing why. The name just rolled slowly out of her mouth. “I’m Jewel,” she repeated the lie, but in that moment she was Jewel. she was not Julia.

She put the car in reverse, looked around and pulled out of the parking spot. As she put the car in drive, she waived at Ray, still standing there. She drove away and looked in her rear view mirror, seeing Ray just looking her way. She gave a slight wave and drove toward the exit.

As Julia pulled out of the garage, she adjusted herself in her seat. She could feel a change in herself and needed to shift her body to reflect the shift in her mind, in her disposition.

She was still way turned on. She was still very horny and not satisfied by masturbating and then watching Ray get off. She needed more. She needed a cock inside her, but there was no way that she was going to allow someone that she had just met to be the one to fuck her.

She was still reeling from the events and started to rack her brain. “How can I get what I need?” she thought and she started running down the guys she knew that would get the job done.

“Mitch,” she said out loud and reached for her phone. She pulled her car to a stop in a gas station and found Mitch in her contacts. She typed “Mitch…my place…now!” and hit send.

Mitchel was a guy that Julia had met in a pre-law course a couple semesters ago. They had gone to a couple movies and seen each other at parties, but there was simply not enough of a connection to go any further. Certainly sex had not been on her mind when she was with him. She had let Mitch get in her pants, but only enough to rub her a bit and slide a finger inside her. She just wasn’t in to him. But she knew that given the chance he would go for her…he would fuck her.

“There in 20,” Mitch’s reply came on her phone. She wondered if he would have a clue as to what this was about. It really didn’t matter. He would find out soon enough.

She iddaa siteleri made it to her apartment and estimated that Mitch would arrive in another 5 minutes. Her roommate was not home and this was probably a good thing. She left the door unlocked and went in to her bedroom. She refreshed her makeup, hair, and outfit. Not that she planned for any of that to stay in place for very long once he arrived. She looked at herself in the mirror and was still in disbelief at actions. “What are you doing, Julia? What are you doing?” she mused out loud. It was then that she realized that she was not Julia at this time, she was Jewel.

She got a text notification. “I’m here” Mitch announced.

“Come in. The door is unlocked” was her text reply.

She heard the door open and Mitch yell in to the apartment “Julia?”

“I’m in here,” Julia said. “But I’m not Julia” she said under her breath.

Mitch entered her room and Julia was sitting on the edge of her bed. “So whats going on?” he asked.

Julia looked at Mitch with a devilish grin on her face. “Mitch, I need you to make love to me. I mean I need you to fuck me. Right now” she said. Her voice had taken on a different tone. A bit lower and with a gravel to it.

Mitch looked at her with a disbelieving smile. “What?” he asked in a drawn out response.

Julia got up from the bed and walked slowly to Mitch. When she was right in his face she repeated herself. “I need…you…to…fuck…me” she said and reached down to Mitch’s crotch. She rubbed up and down and said it again, “fuck me.”

Mitch reached around and grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her in to him. He leaned down and started kissing her neck. “No” she said. “Fuck me” and this time she sounded even more energetic, more intense.

It was then that Mitch seemed to catch on. He placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down to her knees and where she was facing his crotch. He looked down at her intently. She grinned and reached up to unbuttoned his pants. She quickly unzipped and pulled down his pants and boxers. She placed her mouth on his not yet completely hard cock and started sucking. She was not a fan of giving head, but in this case it was a means to an end.

Mitch placed his hands on her head and motioned her back and forth as he continued to grown inside her mouth. As she sucked she pulled at his pants to remove them as quickly as she could. Mitch took off his shirt. He was now fully erect and that’s what she needed, a young, hard cock in side her.

She got up and pulled him to the bed. She turned him so his back was toward the bed and pushed him down. She bent down and licked his cock again and then climbed on top of him. She straddled his body and slid his cock into her. It was then that she noticed just how wet she was. Mitch reached up and grabbed her tits and Julia started rocking back and forth. She closed her eyes and threw her head toward the ceiling and began to ride his cock and his body as though she were riding a horse. She opened her eyes and then looked straight ahead. She was now looking toward her window and it was then that she noticed for the first time that her blinds were more opened than closed. She lowered her head and looked at the window with a great amount of intensity. It was still daylight out and she was almost sure that if someone had even tried, they couldn’t see what was going on in her room at that very moment. But she wanted someone to be able to see. She wanted to be seen.

She had the image of someone, perhaps more than just one someone, deneme bonusu veren siteler watching her. She kept that thought in her mind and began bucking harder and harder. She felt the orgasm coming on and had the sensation that she was going to pee. She released the block on this feeling and as her orgasm hit hard. She felt what she thought to be pee run down her thighs and on the bed. The orgasm rocked her for more than a minute as she continued to shake. When it subsided she crashed her body down on Mitch, whom she had forgotten was even a part of this sexual interaction. She was breathing heavy.

“Wow,” Mitch said. “You were super horny.”

“Yeah. So fuck me,” Julia said.

Mitch was flabergasted. “Who are you?” he thought.

She climbed off of Mitch, and removed her skirt and top as quickly as she could. She got on her knees and elbows, still facing the window.

Mitch got up and climbed behind her. He rubbed his cock up and down her pussy twice and then thrust himself inside her.

“Hard:” she said.

Mitch put his hands on her hips and thrust in and out of her with all the might he could. He was pushing his hips up and hard against her to get more leverage. Julia felt his rock hard cock hitting her g-spot and once again she looked up and out the window, still fixated on the image of a man and perhaps a woman watching her get fucked and fucked hard.

Julia let out an “oh god” as she felt another orgasm building. “Yes, yes, yes” she continued. Her legs began shaking and she spread her arms out in front of her to try to reach for more energy for the orgasm. Her face was not berried in the bed. “Don’t stop” she said and she once again felt juices, her juices, flowing out of her with every pump of his cock.

Just as her orgasm began to start to subside Mitch pulled our of her and pumped his cock while his cum shot all over her ass and lower back. It was a lot of cum. She could tell.

When he was finished they both collapsed on the bed. The bed that was now soaked with the product of their sex; sweat, jizz, and her juices.

Mitch rolled over on his back, still panting, and said, “wow, I had no idea.”

Julia responded while catching her own breath, “what?”

“That you were so sexual,” he said.

Softly Julia said, “neither did I.”

They lay side by side, her face down on her stomach and he face up on his back. They stayed there several minutes while they caught their individual breaths.

Julia pushed herself to her hands and knees and started to get out of the bed. “Mitch” she said. “Be a doll and don’t read too much in to this.”

Mitch was completely baffled. “Uh. Okay” he said.

“I’m going to shower. I’ll talk to you later,” she said and walked toward the bathroom.

“So do you want to get something to eat or anything,” he asked still laying naked on the bed, but sitting up on his elbows.

Julia stopped at the doorway and turned to look at Mitch. “Aw. Your sweet, But I have things to do. You don’t have to stick around,” she said and walked across the hall and in to the bathroom. Without looking back again, she closed the door behind her.

“Wha…” was all that Mitch could get out of his mouth before the door closed. He heard the shower start and still sat on the bed pondering the moment. “Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth,” he thought. He put on his cloths and walked out of the room. He walked toward the bathroom door and started to say goodbye, but thought better of it. He turned to show himself out of the apartment. As he walked toward the front door he noticed Julia’s roommate sitting on the couch. She had a sheepish grin on her face.

“Uh…hi,” Mitch said as he waived at her embarrassingly.

“Hi,” she replied and smiled a mischievous grin.

Mitch didn’t say anything else, but instead just walked out the front door.

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How a Hiking Turns into a Breeding Marathon Pt. 01

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Since their father passed away a year ago due to a cardiac arrest, Elisa and Bethenny became orphans. Their mother died in a car crash when they were 3 and 5 years old. Since then, dad took care of them as a single parent. He had some girlfriends, but never got remarried.

Elisa (Lisa) and Bethenny (Beth), both called after their grandmother Elisabeth were now 23 and 25. Both were gorgeous curvy young women, with long brown hair, firm breasts and a large round ass. Lisa, the youngest one, was the daredevil. Beth was the more quiet one but knew very well that many men were attracted to them.

Each summer they made hiking trips with their dad in the deep forests until they went to college a couple of years ago. They decided to do one more in memory of him. They both took a long leave from work to spend some quality time together. That was what dad would have wanted. It was mid-October and the woods would be beautiful this time of the year.

Due to covid, they took a test for safety. Beth, who was living in the city, came over to Lisa, who still lived in the house where they were raised. She lived alone for two months now after a breakup with her cheating boyfriend. With two large master bedrooms and three smaller ones, it was actually too big for her alone, but she and Beth decided to keep the house to honor their father who wanted to keep the family together and live in this house with his daughters, their husbands and kids. His sudden death ruined everything.

Beth was engaged to Josh, but since the passing of her father and the covid pandemic, they grew more and more apart. She started to have second thoughts. She hoped the hiking with her sister would help her to make the right decision.

Fully packed, they drove to the outskirts of the dense woods. They parked the car at the ranger station and gave the ranger in charge their names and a copy of the negative covid results before starting the hike. A very familiar feeling overwhelmed them during the first hours of the trail. If they both felt the presence and approval of their dad.

That evening in the tent, they both discussed their deepest feelings and emotions they had over this last year. They grew back to each other during these conversations. Holding each other, as they did as kids, Beth and Lisa fell asleep.

Next morning, they got an early start. A long hike of 15 miles awaited them. They wanted to reach a camping site deep in the forest that they often visited as teenagers.

Around noon, Beth noticed a change in the weather. She asked Lisa: “Did you check the forecast?”

“Damn” Lisa replied, “completely forgotten, this was normally the task of dad.”

“I think we have to hurry, because I feel a storm is coming.” answered Beth.

Moments later, a loud thunderclap announced the bad weather. A shower of cold rain fell upon them, soon followed by a mix of hail and melting snow. They knew they had to act quickly, because this was no place or time to pitch the tent.

Beth remembered there was an old cottage a few miles ahead, but therefore they had to leave the main trail. They decided to risk it. After an hour of walking through rain and snow they reached the cottage.

To their relief, they saw the lights were on and it was completely renovated with a large fence around it. Both shivering and hypothermic, they called for help in front of the gate. Jason, a young large black lumberjack who stayed in de cabin with bahis siteleri three coworkers, heard the cries of the young girls.

He rushed outside, followed by the others. They opened the gate and picked up the exhausted girls and their gear, carried them inside and put them in front of the warm fireplace. The guys saw it was no use., Lisa and Beth kept shivering all over.

Antonio, a Mexican, made contact with the ranger station and told them they had found two girls. The ranger in charge thanked him and called off the rescue party that they already started organizing. The ranger said they all had sit out this first blizzard of the season.

Antonio informed the ranger of medical condition these girls were in. He told Antonio that for they had to undress these girls, put them in a warm bed and give them their body heat if necessary. He reassured Antonio that this was standard procedure for hypothermia and they would not have to worry about covid, him seeing the test results of both young women.

Antonio informed the guys. Moments later, Jason and Mike, the two black lumberjacks, started to undress Lisa and Beth. The girls panicked and tried to resist, but had no strength what so ever. Antonio and Enrique, the two Mexicans, went to the bedroom and put the mattresses, pillows and the blankets before the warm fireplace.

Soon the area was shaped into a very large bed. The shivering girls were tucked in but their condition was still far from good. Antonio told the guys about the body heat. They decided to give it a go. The four men got undressed. Mike explained to the Lisa and Beth what they were going to do and soon both girls were sandwiched between these large strong men. Jason and Mike took care of Lisa. Antonio and Enrique took care of Beth.

Feeling the naked heat of the guys, they slowly warmed up and soon fell in a deep sleep. The men could not sleep and were secretly enjoying the feeling of the soft skin of the girls between them. Especially Jason and Antonio, who were still single and haven’t been with a woman for a while now due to covid. All of them soon had semi-erect cocks while holding and softly caressing these two beautiful creatures.

Mike, the oldest one, and Enrique were in a relationship, but had not been with their wife for over a month now due to this work as foresters. After a while, a manly scent of musk was filling the room signaling the arousal of the men. A couple of hours later, Lisa slowly woke up. Her nostrils were filled by the odor of these men. She opened her eyes looking directly at the face of Jason, who was still awake and gave her a friendly smile.

He asked her: “Are you ok?”

She told him: “I got to pee.”

He got up and guided her to the bathroom. She was impressed by his presence and shyly thanked him for helping them out. Once she entered the bedroom, he closed the door to give her some privacy and got back to bed.

Meanwhile, she tried to figure out what happened to her and her sis the last couple of hours. The film of events flashed before her eyes and she figured out that she and her sister owned these men their lives. She also noticed she was wet and aroused. Thinking about the fact being rescued, stripped and held close by these very strong naked men. she realized she never felt so alive!

When she re-entered the room, Jason and Mike were awake, lying naked on top of the blankets, admiring her curvy silhouette canlı bahis siteleri that lit up by the warm fire in the fireplace. She did not know what to do next, but her devilish inner voice told her to crawl back into bed between them.

Feeling as horny as hell, she seductively walked towards them and climbed back on the mattresses. She whispered: “Thank you both” and gave them a passionate kiss on their lips.

Mike, the oldest and most experienced, did not ignore this invitation and softly started to kiss and caress her body. She never felt so beautiful and worshipped, surrounded between these two men. She took the hand of Jason and put it on her breast signaling him she was ready for the both of them. Soon Jason was following Mike’s lead and both men were now fully enjoying the body of this beautiful young women by the fire close to them.

When the first soft moans where escaping from her mouth, her mind realized she probably had to stop these events now before they escalated.

But when Mike his tongue found her pussy lips and he stared to eaten her out, a first orgasm hit her. She wanted to cry out loud, but Jason muffed her scream by given her a deep French kiss. She had never felt like this before, kissed on both mouths at the same time. She was lost in passion and knew she was at the mercy of these two strong black lumberjacks.

Meanwhile Beth, Antonio and Enrique were awake by the sounds and movements of the trio next to them. When Enrique went to the bathroom, Beth had a good view what Mike and Jason were doing to her siter. She wanted to warn her, but the show developing before her eyes was such an erotic sight, she remained speechless.

Moments later, she had worries of her own, feeling the thick cockhead of Antonio pressing against her bum while spooning her. His grip was very strong, so no escape was possible. Although she didn’t want this, her pussy started to get very wet. Because Antonio did not make any more moves, her focus was soon again towards Lisa.

When Enrique entered the room again, Mike waved at him. He told him and Jason to open her up for him, making her ready for the final act. Both men grabbed her ankles and started to really spreading her legs. Mike gave Lisa’s pussy one last kiss and climbed up between her legs. Beth saw the impressive manhood that was soon going to devour her sister. To her surprise, Lisa did not tell him to stop, but moaned to Mike: “Please be gentle to me.”

Meanwhile, Antonio’s cockhead had found the entrance of Beth’s love-tunnel, which was already very well lubricated due to the mix of his precum and her wetness.

Beth saw that Mike’s cock was now also resting against the entrance of Lisa’s womanhood. He gave her a deep kiss and slowly started to push his large mushroom cockhead in. Almost at the same time Beth was entered by Antonio’s cock from behind. Both girls cried out in pleasure, being filled by thick baby-makers.

After a few long deep strokes, both men started to pick up the pace. Antonio also removed the blankets, grabbed Beth and before she knew it, she was on all four, him taking her doggystyle and giving her an orgasm. She cried out loud: “Oh, God, don’t stop now. Aaahhh…”

When Lisa realized her sis was also taken by these men, another powerful orgasm hit her and a primal cry escaped from her lips. This was to much for Mike, who could not hold any longer and with a manly roar he güvenilir bahis started to pump his sperm deep inside of Lisa. Beth saw he was soon replaced by the Mexican, Enrique, who was taking his turn with her siter. Both young women were now in the throes of passion. When Jason put his cockhead against Lisa’s mouth, she gladly opened up and started to lick his tip.

Beth’s sight was now blocked by Mike who came over to her side. When he demanded her: “Clean me up”, her instinct took over. Beth opened her mouth and started to clean his cock and tasted the mix of his and her sisters cum.

It did not take long before she heard the orgasmic screams of Enrique. Realizing a second men was starting to shoot his seed deep inside her sister, was too much for her and sent her over the edge a second time. She started shaking and cried out loud. When Antonio’s cock felt her spams, his cockhead started to swell. Beth knew he was close and could push Antonio away from her, causing him to shoot his load all over her curvy round butt.

The same time, Jason came in Lisa’s mouth. After this orgy, the six of them crawled back under the sheets, close to the fire. It didn’t take long, before all of the were back to sleep.

It was already 10 in the morning when the girls woke up. Mike made them breakfast in bed. Beth and Lisa accepted it with gratitude noticing the men were still not dressed. They enjoyed the looks of the two young ladies who were admiring their bodies.

After finishing their meal, Mike spoke up: “I think we have not introduced ourselves. I’m Mike, and these are Jason, Antonio and Enrique. We are al lumberjacks working here keeping this part of the forest in shape. I can tell on behalf of me and the guys we had a wonderful night. In fact, it was the best night in years.”

Lisa answered with a naughty smile: “It was our way to show our gratitude to our rescuers. By the way, I am Lisa and this is my older sister Beth. We were doing a hiking in honor of our dad until this storm struck upon us. May we please use the bathroom?”

Mike told the girls that if they wanted, they could use one of the men clean boxers and lumberjack shirts hanging in the bathroom, because their clothing was still wet.

As soon as they entered , they started to clean themselves up. Lisa felt huge globs of dried cum around her private parts. She told Beth: “OMG, I never had so much cum inside of me.”

Beth asked Lisa while putting on a shirt and boxers: “What have we done? I feel such a slut.”

“Don’t worry Beth”, Lisa replied, “this will be our secret. By the way, I loved being a slut for one night. I have no regrets and never felt so alive. I must confess, I’m still as horny as hell and deep inside want more of this.”

“Me too Lisa,. What is wrong with us? I am engaged, at least I was, because I have decided to brake-up the engagement.”

“Good for you.” Lisa answered “He was no good. I must confess to you he tried to seduce me at the funeral of our father. I did not dare to tell you this until now.”

Suddenly a big cramp overwhelmed Beth. “Are you ok?” asked a worried Lisa.

“I’m ok, I think I just ovulated. OMG, I hope none of Antonio’s sperm is inside of me. What about your circle?”

“Do you remember that our cycles were almost simultaneous when we were teenagers? I think I am entering my fertile period very soon.” answered Lisa “Do you remember our dad wanted the be a grandfather? Maybe he has set this up from Heaven. Actually, I think he really wanted this to happen. You know what, I’m back going in naked and fulfill my destiny.

“Don’t” Beth replied, but it was no use. She saw Lisa removing her clothing again and entering the room.

To be continued…

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The Rock Chick Ch. 03

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The Rock Chick

Chapter 3

The warm water cascaded over me as I slid the door closed. Secure within the shower cubicle, I reached instinctively for my cock, watching entranced as my fingers wrapped around its rapidly stiffening shaft. My nails glistened as the water flowed over them, pink and delicate and feminine.

I ran my fingers gently up and down, lightly scratching the soft skin with the neat, shapely tips of the nails, revelling in Rae’s transformation of my hand, remembering the sensations of the salon — the smell of her hair, the feel of her hand massaging mine, the frown of concentration in her dark, heavily mascaraed eyes.

The thrill as she carefully smoothed the polish down the length of first one nail, then another, then another.

The shower pounded against my shoulders. I stroked my cock faster and faster, never taking my eyes off my nails. My pretty hands. Rae’s pretty hands. Rae, with her perfect, exaggerated makeup and her artfully coloured hair. And her tattoos. And piercings. Her nipple piercing. The swell of her perfect pierced breasts as she leaned over me, applying lipstick to my own perfect lips…

My shoulders heaved as I came. I raised my head and the water sluiced over me, washing me clean.

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As I dried off and quickly prepared for work, I found myself fighting a growing feeling of anxiety. Not about my job, for once — that was actually going pretty well… but about Rae. It was Friday, and our next appointment was scheduled for the following Monday. For the first time, I was thinking about it with something other than giddy excitement.

Yes — I had enjoyed her giving me haircut and a manicure, and there was no doubt I really enjoyed being the centre of her attention. I mean, who wouldn’t? But was I really ready to spend a year — a whole year — letting her try out treatments on me? What if she wanted to do something I didn’t like, or which people would notice?

What if one of the treatments made me look weird? Or stupid?

What if I ended up looking like a girl?

These thoughts were still echoing round my head at lunch time. The more I thought about it, the more I decided that this was a bad idea; I should call Rae and cancel. I had to!

I didn’t want any of my co-workers to overhear this particular conversation, especially Tim, so I took my lunch out to a bench in a quiet square. There was no one else around, so I pressed Rae’s number and waited.

“Razor’s Edge, Rae speaking.” At the sound of her voice, my mind was suddenly swimming with those familiar thoughts again. Her hair. Her perfume. Her piercings. Her touch. I looked down at my nails, the polish still shining in the sun. What was I doing?

“Hello?” She sounded impatient.

“Oh, er, hi! It’s Simon.”

“Hi Simon! What’s up? Looking forward to our appointment on Monday.” I wasn’t sure if that was a statement or a question.

“Uh… yeah. Me too!” No! Why did I say that??

“Cool. Actually, I’m glad you called, I wanted to talk to you.”

She wanted to talk to me! She’d been thinking about me too! Suddenly my cock was rock hard again.

“Oh? Sure, what’s up?” I could hear the excitement in my voice, and hoped Rae wouldn’t pick up on it.

“Well, I’ve finally started taking on some new staff, which is awesome. I know you already signed off on it in the contract, but I just wanted to give you a heads up that my new junior stylist will be sitting in on your next treatment. Maybe helping out a little too if necessary. Nothing major. Is that cool?

Nooooo! I was calling because I was already anxious about the appointment when I thought just Rae was there! Now someone else would be there too? And where in the contract had it said anything about someone else being there?

“Oh, sure, I guess. No problem.” The words just fell out. I felt sick.

“Great!” Rae sounded relieved. “You don’t know how much it means to me that you’re doing this, and it’ll be a lot quicker with two of us. Anyway, sorry — what was it you were calling about?”

Yeah, what was it again?

“Right, uh, I was just checking… what time I should be there.” Seriously. What’s wrong with me?

“Two, if that’s OK. Oh, and wear something light that you take off easily.”

“Sure. Great — I’ll see you then.”

She rang off. I sat there on the bench for another half hour. There were so many excuses I could have given, so many ways I could have got out of that damned appointment. But for some reason I just hadn’t, and now things were going to get even more embarrassing!

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The weekend slipped past unnoticed in a haze of fear and excitement. I genuinely can’t remember one thing about it.

Tim had given me Monday afternoon off, as I feared he would, and before I knew it I was once again walking down the high street to Rae’s salon. As requested, I’d changed out of my work suit and into a baggy Ramones t-shirt and baggy trousers.

My heart was beating way faster than it should, and my cock was twitching visibly in my trousers. I paused outside the salon door, took a deep breath, tried to illegal bahis discreetly loosen the crotch of my trousers, and pushed through the door.

The salon was packed. Four of the salon’s styling chairs were already occupied and, as I approached the reception desk, a fifth client emerged from the treatment area with a towel wrapped around her head. A tall, willowy stylist with black hair and lipstick guided her to the fifth station. Like all the stylists, she sported several visible tattoos, as well as a silver ring through one nostril. All had edgily styled and coloured hair and carefully distressed clothes.

The salon smelled richly of shampoo and hairspray and bleach, and echoed with the sound of classic rock and loud conversations.

Suddenly I caught sight of Rae. Her back was to me, but I recognised her signature white hair and confident stance. She was holding a strip of foil and painting a thick, purple paste onto a strand of her client’s hair, pausing only to laugh at the woman’s joke. Then she neatly folded the foil over once, twice, three times so it matched the dozens already in place. For a second — just a second — I wished that was me in her chair.

“Hello — can I help you?” A woman had appeared behind the reception desk and was looking at me enquiringly.

I blinked. The woman was startling in her absolute ordinariness. Everything about her was ordinary, from her soft accent and subtle makeup to her knee-length cardigan and naturally straight brown hair which was tucked casually behind one ear.

“Hi — I have an appointment with Rae. Simon… is me.” I finished lamely.

To my relief she smiled and jotted something in the ledger in front of her.

“Hello Simon — I’m Jess. Rae’s told me all about you. She’s running a little behind with her one o’clock, so she’s asked me to take you through and get you prepped. OK?”

I nodded and smiled, not trusting myself to say anything more. My heart was pounding harder than ever — now I was going to get prepped? What for? What was I DOING?

Jess returned my smile innocently, and led the way between the mirrors to the treatment area. There she opened a door I hadn’t noticed before and led me down a long corridor broken by several numbered doors. How big was this place?

She stopped at the door marked “Seven” and opened it, stepping back to allow me to enter first.

The room was small and brightly lit, and smelled heavily of incense. There was a long table on one side holding three odd-looking white devices and a clutter of sticks and pieces of paper. The rock music which dominated the rest of the salon was still playing, but was softer, less intrusive.

In the middle of the room was a long, low bed covered with a paper sheet.

Jess handed me a rolled-up white towel. “Right,” she said briskly. “Please take off your clothes. Then just lie down on your back with the towel over you, and I’ll be back shortly with Rae. Alright? Good.”

With that, she breezed out of the room, closing the door behind her. I stood there, holding the towel and not for the first time wondering what on earth I had got myself into. Was I getting a massage? That would be OK!

The thought of Rae’s hands running over my body made my cock twitch once again.

Nervously I shed my clothes and piled them on a chair in the corner. Naked, I was just about to sit down on the bed when I noticed the full-length mirror discreetly tucked in one corner of the room. Glancing at the door, I quickly walked over to it and looked at reflection. I wasn’t in bad shape — a few years earlier I had spent a lot of time at the gym in an effort to get in shape, and my legs and arms still showed the tone which had resulted from that. But several weeks of comfort eating had swollen my previously flat stomach and taut arse. My chest too was softer and rounder than I would have liked, under the matted thatch of hair.

Suddenly I heard voices approaching in the corridor. Remembering with a start that I was completely naked, I leapt onto the table and unrolled the towel. It was tiny — barely a foot long! At best it would only just cover my crotch, and even then I wasn’t sure it would disguise very much! I draped it over myself as best I could and lay back, already feeling it slipping off to one side. I grabbed one corner and dragged it back into place, holding it there with a vice-like grip.

The door opened and Jess entered, followed closely by Rae. Rae looked as stunning as always. Today she had toned down her smoky eyes, just a little, and had gone to town on her lips — they looked full and perfectly shaped and very, very red. With her tousled white hair, artfully slashed jeans and low-cut, vaguely military top, she was an absolute contrast to Jess’s prim and conservative style.

“Hey Simon! Awesome to see you!”

I raised my head and smiled awkwardly, acutely aware of just how much of me she could see.

“Thanks for agreeing to have Jess here. She’s going to be my number two on all your treatments so you guys will be seeing lots of each other over the next few weeks.”

Rae casino siteleri turned to Jess, suddenly all business.

“OK — so you’ve already met Simon, so let’s get started right away. I assume you’ve filled and started the heater?

Heater? What were they heating? The room didn’t feel any warmer than the rest of the salon!

Jess stepped over to the machine on the side table. It was about the size and shape of a slow cooker, with a screen on the front and a large lid on the top. She examined the screen and then nodded to Rae.

“Great! So the next step is to examine the client and then usually consult with them about what they want done. Though obviously in this case Simon has given me the right to make all the treatment decisions for him.”

This was sounding less and less like a massage. And when had I given Rae the right to decide what sort of treatment I wanted? I didn’t have time to object, however, as Rae was gesturing at my body.

“As you can see, Simon is moderately hairy on his chest,” she ran her fingers lightly over my chest hair, “Arms, armpits, abdomen and legs. And let’s just have a look under here…”

Without asking, Rae lifted the towel off my crotch and placed it to one side. “As you can see, he has a lot of pubic hair around his pelvis, penis and testicles.” Jess actually leaned over to have a closer look, nodding. I could feel my cheeks burning as the two women examined my private parts. Had I really signed up for this?

“Now Simon, if you could roll over onto all fours… thank you. You can see he doesn’t have a hairy back or particularly hairy buttocks, which will make things easier, but…” I suddenly felt a pair of hands spreading my buttocks. “As you can see, he does have quite a lot on his perianal region. Thank you Simon, you can lie down on your back again.”

I obeyed her once again; what else could I do?

“So obviously the goal of the treatment is to ensure the client is completely hairless from the neck down. That will be a huge step towards achieving the aesthetic we want for him, as well as allowing us to have a much clearer look at the rest of the canvas we’ve got to work with. Shall we get started?”

Jess nodded, and lifted the lid on the slow cooker. A new odour joined the scent of incense, reminding me of Sundays in church as a child, surrounded by slowly dripping candles.

So… wax. Didn’t that really, really hurt? My exes had all complained that waxing was an extremely painful experience, and they’d been waxed many times before!

While my mind was whirling with that thought, Rae had started sprinkling powder up over my legs.

“We’ll start with the feet and legs,” she continued, again talking just to Jess. “Front first, then the back. Then we’ll move on to the arms and torso, before finishing with the pubic area.

“I’m spreading talc on the area to be waxed to absorb any excess moisture or oils which could make the wax less effective.”

She ran her hands softly up and down my legs, sending tingles shooting up to my crotch. Rae’s hands were on my legs. My soon to be hairless legs! She saw me watching her, and winked one of those beautiful eyes at me. My cock twitched and my cheeks flushed once again.

Jess lifted a wooden stick out of the pot, twirling the end to prevent the blob of hot wax on the end of it attached. She passed it to Rae, then leaned over me to watch as the beautiful blonde carefully began spreading the wax across my shin, explaining every step as she went.

The sensation was electrifying. The wax was hot, but not painfully so; nevertheless, all the nerves in my legs came to full alert as she slid the spatula across a long narrow section of my lower leg. Satisfied that she had applied a good thick coating, Rae handed the stick back to Jess and took a piece of cloth or paper, about eight inches long, and pressed it firmly over the wax. She held the skin of my leg taut with one hand, took a firm hold on one end of the strip… and swept it off.

Did it hurt? Oh, it hurt! I gritted my teeth and did my best not to show it, but it really, REALLY hurt.

Then she did it again. And again. And again. My hair was being literally ripped out of my skin, and all I could think of was the pain. Why was I letting them do this? Why? WHY?

And then, with my feet and lower legs hairless, a different sensation began to creep in alongside the pain. Enjoyment.

I know how that sounds. I’ve never been attracted to the idea of pain. Maybe it was the sensation of Rae’s hands on my skin, creeping ever higher up my legs towards my thighs. Or the psychological effect of being literally stripped bare over and over again. Or the sensation of the hot wax suddenly cooling and hardening on my skin. Or maybe it was the feeling of being utterly powerless to stop Rae from carrying out the treatment that I neither asked for nor wanted. I don’t know.

All I do know is that I liked it. And with that came another problem.

My cock, which had retreated to a safe distance as soon as the pain started, suddenly woke up and tried to make poker siteleri itself know. Lying on my back, staring at the ceiling, I could feel it stiffening, little by little as Rae spread her wax on me. I tried taking deep breaths, thinking about politics and sports, anything to make it go down; nothing worked. By the time she had reached my inside thigh it was hard and throbbing, and I could feel a growing dampness on my thigh which could only mean it had started to leak pre-cum.

The only saving grace was that neither Rae nor Jess mentioned it; nevertheless, there it was, the elephant in the room.

Finally, Rae finished my legs and moved round to work on my chest. My legs felt weird — I could feel every tiny movement of air around them; it was utterly captivating. So captivating, in fact, that I barely noticed as she began to tear the hair from my chest. Strip by strip, section by section, the hair came away to reveal the pink, vulnerable skin beneath. Soon I could feel both Rae and Jess’s breath on my chest, caressing the hairless skin, sending miniature shockwaves through my body.

Soon my arms and armpits were similarly hairless, and the moment I had been dreading had arrived.

“Great — we’re nearly there. Just the pubic area to go,” said Rae. Was it just my imagination, or did she sound just a little more excited about this than she should have?

“This is always a little more tricky with male clients, so I’ll need your help, Jess.”

She began spreading the talc over my crotch, and suddenly her hands were on my cock and balls, gliding over them with practiced skill. I very nearly came right then.

“Now, there’s always a lot of soft and stretchy skin down here, so the important thing is to keep everything as tight as we can. So I’ll need you to stretch his penis out like this…”

She took hold of my cock and demonstrated by stretching it upwards to reveal the underside. She let go, and suddenly Jess’s hands were on my cock instead. I breathed deeply.

Then I was hit with the sudden warmth of the wax being spread up the underside of my cock and across my balls. I felt it start to set, and then the exquisite pain as it was ripped away again. My cock was leaking freely now — I could feel the precum dripping down my leg, but there was nothing I could do about it.

The two women continued with the hair removal, pulling my cock in first one direction, then another. At several points I very nearly came, but each time I managed to supress it.

Finally, Rae asked me to kneel up on the table once more and, with Jess holding my ass cheek apart, began spreading wax around my butthole. That was possibly the most painful and humiliating part yet, but by that point I was beyond caring. My body was flooded with endorphins, and I knew I would do anything Rae told me to.

Finally it was over. Rae told me to sit on the table to “recover” which she and Jess tidied up. That done, she asked Jess to go and greet her 4 o’ clock client. Jess smiled at me, and I thanked her dreamily for all her hard work and said I hoped to see her again soon.

Once she’d left, closing the door behind her, Rae finally turned to me.

“So… what do you think?” she asked.

I nodded slowly, my mind still muddled by the endorphins. “It was painful… but not as bad as I’d always imagined.”

She smiled, flashing her beautiful red lips. Then she led me by the hand to the mirror in the corner and stood behind me.

“Look at yourself. What do you see?”

I looked. The transformation was extraordinary. My chest… my legs… my crotch. I looked softer, more vulnerable… more feminine. My cock, still semi-hard stood out starkly above my hairless balls.

“I… I look good,” I replied. And I did.

“Touch yourself.” A couple of hours earlier this would have felt extraordinary — a violation. But now… it just seemed like a normal thing for Rae to say. Obediently, I raised my fingers to my hairless chest, noticing the delicate nails against my skin. I slid them down to my hips, revelling in the smoothness of the skin.

Down towards my crotch…

Rae got there first. Kneeling before me, her lips brushed the end of my cock, bringing it fully erect once more. They parted, and my cock sank slowly into her mouth, her ruby lips forming a perfect O around it. I let out a little moan.

I felt Rae’s tongue glide up and down the underside as she took more and more of me into her mouth. I watched, entranced, as she swallowed me whole, the head of my cock resting briefly in the back of her throat. Her fingers stroked the backs of my thighs, slid over my buttocks, but I was entranced by her eyes, hypnotised by her beautiful thickly mascaraed lashes and dark eyeliner and smoky eye shadow.

Her fingers explored higher, gently parting my cheeks once more as her lips moved softly back and forth over my cock, her eyes never leaving mine. Suddenly I felt a soft pressure on my ass, and realised with a rush that her finger was already sliding slowly into my tight hole. It was as if every sensation from that day suddenly aligned; Rae, my humiliation, my smooth hairless body, the pain, the unexpected sensation in my ass… The sensation of fulfilment grew and grew as Rae’s lips and tongue moved faster and faster over my cock, taking me deeper and deeper inside her, deeper and deeper inside me… oh god…

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Rachel had taken her time with her makeup and hair, she admired the results in her bedroom mirror and was satisfied she had done a good job, her blonde hair was bobbed to perfection, curling slightly inwards at the nape of her neck and framing her face pleasantly. She had used a bit more makeup than usual, dark mascara and eyeliner made her startling blue eye’s pop nicely and the long fake eyelashes gave her a more mature look.

She was turning eighteen and wanted to look her very best for her party, the dress she had bought with Jacks approval and help was pretty yet sexy, she donned it with excitement and felt that it showed off her slim yet nicely curved body well.

Her breasts had been a bit late to bloom, but now they had filled out to a perky and full C-cup with large pink areola’s and slightly darker pink nipples. Much of her breasts were revealed by the draped scoop neckline that opened up to just below the curved bottoms of her boobs, showing off her braless curves pleasantly but not smuttily.

It was made of a light yellow Satin that was loose but clingy in the right places, the hemline just above her knees still showed off her nice slim legs and the back clung to her small bum in a way that showed she had a really good ass. The pale pink thong she had decided on was discreet and unless you counted the hint of its thin straps at her hips, it didn’t spoil the lines of the thin shimmering satin dress.

Sandal style Gold high heels with a three inch heel, almost finished her outfit.

Last but not least in importance to her, she put in the dangle earrings that her mother had bought her as an early eighteenth pressie and then clasped shut the gold and pearl neckless that Jack had chosen for her on the same shopping trip.

Happy with the way she looked, she went downstairs to the living room where she knew jack would already be waiting, unlike most people, her and Jack had a deep connection, as Twins they always seemed to be aware of each other. In the crowed hallways of their school, she had never had to search for him, she just looked in the direction she knew he would be in and there he would be.

Her friends found it funny, the way they could finish each other’s sentences or point to one another without looking.

The family were all ready to go, her mum was wearing a pretty blue dress and Jack was smartly outfitted in a dark suit and yellow shirt that matched the colour of her dress. David, their older brother, wasn’t coming as he had unexpectedly been called into work.

It wasn’t far to the village hall, they could have had a party in town, but money was tight for Jack and Rachel’s family, David was the only one earning now that their mum had been made redundant from the chocolate factory.

So the village hall it was, they walked the short distance and were greeted warmly by old man Jones who managed the hall, he and the locals had worked hard and entirely for free, the hall looked great, Rachel enthusiastically embraced Mr Jones and kissed the slightly embarrassed old man on his cheek, “wow, it looks amazing, thanks so much Mr Jones.” She gushed with genuine thankfulness.

There was a good reason for all the effort that had gone into the Twins party, unlike many of the younger villagers, both Rachel and Jack had always volunteered for village events, even working for free on the Redmond farm when it was hit by the floods two years ago. The Twins were extremely well liked, Rachel was always bubbly and cheerful and Jack, while a bit more serious, had a ready smile for everyone.

When their mother had asked to have the party in the Hall, it was quickly agreed to make it the best party the village had seen in a long time, even the grumpy old publican who owned ‘The Red Lion’ had chipped in with setting up a full bar at no cost, all people had to pay for were the drinks.

Rachel and Jack whisked around the hall and thanked every single person for everything they had contributed, The large banner over the stage proclaimed in bright türkçe bahis multi coloured letters, “Happy Birthday Rachel and Jack.” While the room was festooned with glittering balloons and bright streamers all over the rafters of the ancient hall. Long tables were set up around the room, a smaller banner was strung across the temporary bar saying the same as the larger one and then there was the buffet table, fairly groaning under the weight of all the home cooked food that many of the local housewives had spent hours of their time preparing.

Naturally, the twins had helped set much of it up with the rest of the village, but they had not seen it finished and ready, they were both very pleased and a little stunned by it all.

More and more people arrived and the party went smoothly, Rachel danced with her friends and her boyfriend in-between downing drinks that she was constantly bought. While Jack chatted with his mates and ventured onto the dance floor irregularly.

They had been dancing, drinking and enjoying the food for a few hours when Jack saw Rachel storm off and leave the hall, he knew immediately she was annoyed and quickly followed her outside.

Rachel felt her twin was close and turned to see him following her, Jack approached her full of concern, this was her birthday too and he hated that she might not be having a perfect evening.

“Rach, what’s up? You look really angry.” He asked sympathetically.

“it’s Ryan, he being a total dick.” She replied with an angry shake of her head as she let Jack fold her into his arms.

She always felt better when he was close and she calmed down almost instantly from being in his embrace.

It didn’t take long to understand what had her so angry, Jack already knew Ryan had been putting more and more pressure on Rachel to take the relationship to the next level and sleep with him.

He might be a man, but Jack and Rachel shared everything, even the most intimate details of about their respective boyfriend and girlfriend.

Jack felt the same anger as his sister when she told him that Ryan had basically said she had no excuses left now that she was eighteen.

The fact that she had already given her virginity to Jack wasn’t lost on either of them, but for her boyfriend to be saying such things and pressuring her this way was still upsetting, she genuinely liked Ryan and had intended for him to be the one who she gave herself to first, things just hadn’t worked out that way and now she was also upset with herself.

Rachel was a nice person, she never wanted to hurt Ryan, but now she wanted to end it with him, she couldn’t bring herself to want anyone but Jack inside her, the problem was she didn’t want to do it at her party and she still liked him as a friend, just not as a boyfriend.

Jack understood, he had the same problem with his girlfriend, luckily she wasn’t here tonight so he didn’t have the conflicting and complex emotions that his sister was having to deal with, that would come later when he went to see Jane on Sunday.

Jack had known how much he wanted Rachel for quite some time now, so unlike her, he had already been backing away from Jane, even though he had never thought that it would happen between him and Rachel.

Holding her close and smelling her perfume was having an effect, as sympathetic as he was, he was also strongly aware of how much he liked holding her close and her thin dress let his hands feel the softness of her body.

Rachel felt the heat radiating from her brother as he held her, she knew he was getting turned on and felt herself reacting to his need, she wanted him too, even though it had only been a few hours since she had felt him inside her for the first time, she felt a responding need to have him again.

They didn’t need to ask or speak, Jack took her hand and they moved quickly down the side of the hall and around to the back, it was dark in the halls back gardens and the only light was from the halls windows where iddaa siteleri the party was in full swing.

Rachel followed Jack willingly, he walked them to the old weeping willow tree and under its dangling branches, pushing her up against its trunk, kissing her passionately and urgently. Her own mouth was hot against his as their jaws worked and their tongues entwined.

In mere seconds her thong was around her ankles and her dress hitched up to her waist as Jack wasted no time in pushing his erection into her already wet and hungry pussy, taking her from behind while she turned her face to his and they continued to kiss as he started to pump in and out of her.

His thrusts were fast in his urgency to fill her with his cum and she let out small “uh, ah, uh, uh.” Noises as he filled her with each needy thrust of his hips, she felt no need to cum herself, all she wanted was to feel him inside her and to feel again that sense of closeness when he would cling to her in his own orgasm, sending his cum deep into her.

The feel of him inside her was so good, he was big and he hit the very back of her walls, she was still a little sore from earlier, but that small discomfort was nothing compared to the pleasure of having him again, she bucked backwards with her own hips, encouraging him to go as fast as he wanted.

Jack stopped, his cock buried as deep as it would go inside of her, his whole body seemed to shudder and he spurted his seed deep inside her. She could feel his cock pulse and twitch and she let out a soft sigh of satisfaction that was matched by his own.

He turned her around and kissed her deeply, her arms went around his neck and she moulded her soft body against his hard firm one, responding to the lazy yet intense kiss with satisfaction.

Jack stroked her face gently, “I love you sis.” He said quietly but clearly.

She smiled up at him, even in the darkness she could tell he was smiling that soft smile of his, “I love you too Jack.” She said just as quietly.

Their reverie was spoilt by the sound of a girlish giggle, followed by stifled male laughter.

Rachel’s eyes went wide in fright, she scrabbled to get her knickers back up and then smooth her dress back down, nervously looking in the direction of the sounds as Jack fumbled to get his trousers up and belted.

They needn’t have worried, hidden by the trunk of the willow and it’s low hanging branches, they were invisible to the two people who drunkenly lurched around the corner of the old hall.

Jack and Rachel recognised the two immediately, the man was her boyfriend Ryan and the small blonde girl that was all over him was Amy Wells.

Amy had left her farm two years ago, going to the city and getting a job with some big firm, everyone had been surprised that at eighteen and with no qualifications, she had found such a good job.

Now she was back, she was the same age as Ryan and had been his girlfriend before Rachel, they were both twenty and Rachel guessed strait away this wasn’t just a “hello, nice to see you.” Kind of thing. Not in the darkness of the halls gardens.

Rachel looked at Jack, he shrugged, knowing what she was thinking and then gave her a nod, this could work out quite well.

The Twins knew Amy well, she had always been the shy but cheerful type and they both liked her a lot, back when she had been working her family farm, she had always been nice to them and the first one to bring out the choccy biscuit’s and hot tea.

She had changed quite a bit since then, now she wore a slutty dress and a strange collar around her neck, it looked like a dog collar, only it was white and studded with diamonds. She still looked younger than she was, even at twenty she looked younger than Rachel, having always been small and pixie like.

Ryan was obviously smitten, he never took his eyes off her and even from this far away, Rachel could see the bulge in his pants. She felt an irrational pang of jealousy and squished it down hard, deneme bonusu veren siteler this was what she wanted, a reason to let him go without it being her fault.

The new slutty Amy, grabbed Ryan’s belt and fell to her knees, she didn’t seem to care that they were only just around the corner of the hall. Anyone could walk around and catch them.

Rachel and Jack watched in a sort of shocked fascination as Amy pulled out Ryan’s willy and started to suck it with obvious expertise.

Her mouth and tongue worked him perfectly, flickering over his tip, sucking him deeply and then retreating while her tongue seemed to curl around his shaft as she did. It was quite a display, she even deep throated him and seemed to have no problem with taking it all the way to the base of his shaft, even extending her tongue to lick his balls while she was down there.

Rachel made mental notes, she didn’t think she could do everything that Amy was doing, but she was going to try, Jack would love her doing that to him, she was sure.

Amy looked like she was enjoying it too, she gobbled Ryan’s cock enthusiastically and there looked to be a glimmer of satisfaction in her eyes.

Jack felt very turned on, he hoped one day that his sister would do to him what he was seeing, he looked over at Rachel and saw her grinning at him in a very dirty way, his heart skipped a beat as he realised she fully intended to try what they were watching.

Amy finished her blow job and stood up, Ryan’s cock was throbbing and he looked annoyed she had stopped, she grinned at him impishly and played with a lock of her long blonde hair, looking totally innocent.

Ryan made to grab her, but she twirled away from him, “get naked, or you get nothing.” She demanded with a giggle.

Ryan stripped naked in no time flat. Amy smiled and pulled her expensive looking dress off, revealing her naked body, she wasn’t wearing any underwear and she stood stark naked in front of him in just her heels and that silly looking collar.

Her small breasts poked out and she had large puffy nipples that were stiffly erect, while her mound was totally cleanly shaven, displaying her slit wantonly.

He let out a low growl and reached for her again, this time she let him grab her and pull her tiny body towards him.

Ryan had her on all fours and was inside of her in a flash, grunting and growling as he slammed into her. Amy squealed in apparent delight as he viciously fucked her.

She bucked her hips back onto him and wiggled her bum with well experienced movement, Rachel realised that Amy was deliberately miss timing her moves, making Ryan work harder to get himself off.

Clearly she had learnt a lot about sex in the last two years.

On all fours like that, being brutally taken she shouldn’t have been in control, yet she was, the formally shy Amy was a sex demon and it looked like she knew every move Ryan was going to make before he did it.

Amy climaxed, she shuddered an shook like a rag doll and in that moment Ryan came too, Rachel was in awe, where on earth had Amy learnt to do that.

The tiny blonde got up and picked up her dress as an exhausted and spent Ryan lay on his back, “that was fun, look me up if you get to the city.” She said as she donned her dress and walked away with a satisfied wiggle of her hips.

Jack gave Rachel’s hand a squeeze, this was her moment and he pushed her forward with a gentle hand on her back.

Rachel walked out into the dimly lit area, “I don’t think I want you anymore Ryan.” She said firmly to the exhausted body that still hadn’t made any attempt to get dressed.

Ryan sat upright in a bolt of action, “shit, it’s not what you think.” He tried to explain, already knowing he had fucked up.

Rachel looked down at his naked body, “Oh I think I have a good idea of what to think, cut the shit, you just wanted to fuck me.”

She sneered at him, knowing full well he had never loved her, “go home, I never want to see you again.”

Rachel knew she had cheated on him, but she also knew that Ryan had showed no hesitation in fucking Amy, he would have cheated on her no matter what, and probably already had.

Without any guilt, she walked back to the party and had a fun time with her friends.

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***** Writer’s note: This is one of the few chapters in the story that has no overt sex. It is seductive, romantic, and at times sexy but no actual sex. It is none-the-less essential to understanding the two stars of our story, Nikki and MacKenzie and their friendship. Nuff said … enjoy!

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“All rise, for the Honorable Judge Jethro Jacobs.”

The trial was finally at hand. Jack and Paul Traynor sat at one table. Jennifer, Dr. Sam, and Chelsea had their own table. There was no jury.

The DA was outlining the case in ‘opening remarks’. Pretty much the same litany as the charges, it relied heavily on the evidence of the ‘time-stamp’ on the VHS cassette tape.

When DA Riley finished, Jack stood and quickly reviewed some notes he’d made. He cleared his throat. “Your Honor, I’d like to move for a dismissal.”

“Objection, Your Honor!” It was voiced in stereo as both Jennifer and Riley leapt to their feet, shouting over one another. Through it all, Jack merely smiled. I guess that got everyone’s attention!

Pissed as hell, Judge Jacobs pounded his gavel until they settled back down into some semblance of order. He turned to Jack. “Excuse me, Counsel. Exactly what would the legal justification for a dismissal be?” he demanded curtly.

Jack cleared his throat again. He didn’t necessarily like what he was about to do; but, he had a client to defend. One of the difficult things about lawyering in a small town is everyone takes things personally. Even a court case. And, even if the case was ‘assigned’ to you.

“God damn it, Grant, spit it out!”

“First, my client stipulates to the content of the video. It is, indeed, sex between him and Chelsea. Second, my client declares–in a sworn affidavit–that he has no recollection of the last time the clock on the VHS recorder was actually set. That would render any time-stamp of dubious reliability. This VHS version of video technology is not automatic; it requires someone enter the time. He categorically denies he ever set the clock.”

Jack looked around. Jennifer was turning red with apoplexy; and, clearly, the DA was seriously concerned about his best piece of evidence. I’ve got their attention. Now, what do I do with it?

He cleared his throat again. Looking at Chelsea, then at her father, he tightly shut his eyes for a minute. This one is gonna piss everyone off! But, I can’t figure another way to defend him.

“Is there more, Jack?” Judge Jacobs was none too happy about how the case was going; but, he realized that he’d forced Jack Grant take the case. And Jack’s a very solid attorney. He’s representing his client.

Jack spoke, “Yes, Your Honor, the case needs to be dismissed on a point of law!” Here we go!

“A point of law?” The fuck you say!

“Yes! A point of law, even if my client stipulates that the clock is accurate. In other words, even if the DA’s evidence is rock-solid–which it’s not, but even if it were–there’s a problem with the charges.”

Jack went on, “The law, in Oregon, reads in a common-sense fashion. Legally, Oregon citizens can drink on their twenty-first birthday. Purchase a package of cigarettes and smoke on their eighteenth birthday. Get a driver’s license on their sixteenth birthday, and can cast a vote on their eighteenth birthday. ‘Birthday’ is simply understood in its common usage. The day of your birth.”

Jack looked around at everyone. Their eyes told the story. They’re still clueless. They don’t see it, yet.

“Your Honor, will you allow me to clarify?”

“By all means, Counselor. I, for one, haven’t got a clue where you’re going with this.”

“Thank you. Here is what I am trying to get at. No official ever asks you for the hour and minute of your birth when you want to do any of the things I just listed.”

“We don’t have to wait till the exact hour and minute of our birth to have our first drink. We don’t have to wait till the hour and minute of our birth to take our driver’s license test. We don’t have to wait till the exact hour and minute of our birth to cast our first vote.”

“And, on the day or your eighteenth birthday, when you wake up that morning, you’re an adult. Not after the birthday party, not after the hour and minute of your birth. You wake up an adult.”

“Chelsea Traynor was eighteen on the morning of her birthday. She was still eighteen that evening at 9:23 p.m. She was an adult as a matter of law.” Eat shit and die, Riley. Don’t ever call me a ‘poor attorney’, fucker!

The judge pursed his lips, thoughtfully. Jesus, Jack, I gotta hand it to you. That’s a nice defense! Christ, it might even be a winning defense.

Then he leaned back in his seat, studying the District Attorney. “You know, Riley, this does raise serious issues with your string of charges. What’s left?” Jacobs asked.

Riley racked his brain. “Incest!”

“Rape!” Jenifer couldn’t help herself.

“The bonus veren siteler video looks pretty consensual,” Jack interjected. At least, it is ‘arguably’ consensual.

Riley rubbed his forehead. God damn it, this isn’t what I wanted.

Chelsea broke down, “No!” Her tears started flowing freely. Jack had to look away.

Jennifer was on her feet. She was talking to the Judge, but she pointed at Jack, “Objection, Your Honor! My client did not consent; she never consented. God damn it, Jack, you asshole!”

Gaveled into silence by Judge Jacobs with a threat of ‘contempt, if you don’t shut the hell up!’, Jenn plopped back down. Her eyes never left Jack’s.

“Attorneys, approach the bench.”

Jacobs lifted his glasses from the bridge of his nose. “I think we all need a break. You guys need to hammer out an agreement as to how to proceed. Be back in two hours. Before you go, let me be clear on one thing. I’m not sitting here for a trial of incest that makes that young woman a …? Fuck! What the hell’s the word?”

“A co-conspirator–or a defendant like the dad–to the charge of incest,” Jack replied, simply stating what Riley was loathe to say. Hell, none of us want to say it.

Riley was defeated. “I’ll dismiss charges before I’d put her on the stand, not as a witness, but as a defendant.

“Damn it, Riley, you can’t dismiss the charges against that fucker!” Jenifer blurted. That smug fucker is guilty! We cannot let him walk!

“Language, Ms. Grant. Watch that mouth!” the judge warned. Actually, I agree!

Fearing he already knew the answer, Riley asked, “Jennifer, will she testify against her dad? Will Chelsea say it was rape?” If she doesn’t, my case is so screwed.

“I don’t think she’s strong enough to stand up to him.”

“Well, boys and girls, this is a fucking mess!” the judge opined. I’m gonna need more than water to wash my hands of this! This case may just require alcohol to clean my hands. Kentucky bourbon might just do the trick.

Everyone in the court got rather somber, as what was happening finally sunk in. Jack thought a second, stepped closer to the group and quietly asked, “What if my client stipulated to the incest charge, and requested mercy or leniency from the court? Meaning therapy, instead of jail time; I’ll have to think about the exact wording.”

Riley entered the fray again. “I’m not just dropping the rape charge!”

“It was consensual!” Jack insisted, physically wincing as Jennifer let loose. I should probably duck about now!

“Fucking men!” Jennifer exploded. “It was not consensual! She was not emancipated. The court emancipated her. She lived in his home. He’s her father. You know, father/authority figure?! How do you tell your own father, ‘No!’?”

Jack frowned, because he damn-well knew where that rage was coming from. But, he had one more card to play. Jack calmly laid the card on the table he’d been holding back. He looked first at Riley and then at Jennifer, but he spoke to the Judge, “What would everyone say to ‘Statutory Rape’? Then you don’t have to prove consent, because she’s incapable of giving the consent.” Think about it, everyone! If the Judge just emancipated her, then legally, she was an unemancipated minor; hence, statutory rape would still apply even though she was eighteen.

Everyone looked at Jack Grant. It wasn’t a stunned silence, but there was surprise as each one thought it through. All reached the same conclusion. Fuck me, that actually might work! Sometimes, the Law actually accomplishes something approaching Justice.

Jennifer blurted out, “You asshole!” But Jack didn’t miss the fact that she was smiling as she said it.

Never one to let an opportunity to put someone he considered ‘bad’ behind bars, Deputy District Attorney Riley pushed Jack. “Okay, Counselor, here’s the deal. If he pleads guilty to ‘Statutory Rape’ and ‘Incest’, I’ll ask for only six months jail time for the Statutory Rape charge. I’ll ask for five years for the Incest charge.”

“Not going to happen, Riley,” Jack fired back, turning to walk away.

He had a hand on Jack’s shoulder before Jack had moved two-feet, “Hear me out. Five years of court-supervised probation, with required Mental Health counseling.”

Jennifer added, “Chelsea gets counseling, if she wants it, and ‘Daddy’ pays for it! Additionally, the restraining order, keeping him away from her after the six months, gets extended.”

Riley arched a questioning eyebrow at Jack. Jack turned to Jennifer and nodded. Agreed!

Judge Jacobs announced, “Okay! Same two hours, boys and girls, so get out of my court. Jack, you need to get your client on-board for all of this to work. I’ll tell the bailiff that you’ll be using the court’s conference room. You ought to have lunch sent in.”

Looking at his watch, 11:45 a.m., almost noon, Jack nodded. As he approached his client, he bahis set his jaw hard. “Not a word, Paul! We’ve only got two hours and don’t have time for any of your lewd remarks, sexual innuendos, or bullshit grandstanding. If you have any sense of self-preservation, I’m gonna talk and you’re fucking-well gonna listen; because, if you don’t, I’ll let you hang yourself. And that’s not a threat, Paul; it’s a fucking promise.”

You’re gonna plead guilty, because, you are!

Precisely four hours later, Nikki and MacKenzie got a call from their dads; Jack and Spencer were going out to celebrate. The girls knew that it had to do with some difficult case they’d been working on for weeks; and, evidently, they’d won it. They didn’t know that Nikki’s two moms had been working on the same case.

Sincerely proud of their fathers, both girls enthusiastically congratulated them and sent them on their merry way. “Have a great time, you guys! And don’t do anything that we wouldn’t do!” they giggled, as they waved goodbye into the phone’s camera.

As soon as she shut off the phone, Mac grinned. “It’s Friday night! How about we go out and celebrate our dads being successful attorneys?”

Nikki just rolled her eyes, sullenly. “Doing what? Go down to the Six-Plex for a movie? Oh joy! We can join the rest of the little kids watching the new ‘Big Friendly Giant’ CGI animated movie with their parents. We won’t even need an ID; ’cause they don’t card you when you ask for popcorn and Cokes.”

“Oh, boohoo! Aren’t you the whiny-bag? You know, I seem to remember that you enjoyed the last movie you took me to,” Mac teased, shrugging her shoulders. “Well, enjoy your pity-party. I’ll just drop you off at the Movie Theaters, if you want; but, I’m going dancing.”

“Where? Did she say ‘Dancing’?

“Anywhere I want, ’cause I’ve got my good ID! You know, the one that says I am twenty-one years old.”

“You don’t!” You totally evil bitch!

“I do!” Mac insisted, smugly. “And I’ve got yours … assuming you’re you can stop wallowing in self-pity long enough to go dancing, instead?”

Nikki’s eyes got saucer big. “Oh my god, Mac, how did you get them?”

“I just happened to find them in my dad’s bathroom drawer; they were underneath a box of condoms. I was only in there in the first place, because I wanted to check what kind he used. I thought maybe I should buy some, just in case I meet someone I wanna be with; and I figured Daddy probably buys really good ones. And … there they were.” My Daddy wears ‘Magnums’! Not too many daughters know what size condom their dads wear. Another secret to store away this summer. I rule!

Nikki grabbed and hugged her. “MacKenzie Dawn Phillips, you’re my freaking hero!”

It was a Friday night. Once more, the daring duo was armed with the best fake IDs money could buy; and, their dads were too busy to supervise them. Both girls smiled with delight, Freedom is at hand! Ain’t I a woman?

It was 10:30 p.m. when MacKenzie’s Mini-Cooper drifted into the parking lot just off the street in back of ‘The Inferno’. The girls piled out, heading for the entrance.

The plan was simplicity itself: Find the greeter from last week and get him to let them in again. They even had their IDs ready for surrender. And each had a new unopened ‘Magnum’ condom, courtesy of Uncle Spencer’s bathroom drawer. ‘Cause being BAD doesn’t happen by accident. You gotta plan it!

The line reached around the club, snaking back towards the valet parking. Smiling, they ignored the line. But as they rounded the club’s corner, Nikki grabbed MacKenzie’s arm and pulled her back.

“Is that my dad?” Nikki pointed in disbelief.

“Your dad at ‘The Inferno’, I don’t hardly think so!” Mac laughed, looking where Nikki pointed. The laugh dies in her throat, “Holy Shit! It is Uncle Jack!”

Uncle Jack was talking to some young woman in a red dress. MacKenzie poked her. “Oh My God, your dad’s hitting on one of the girls standing in the line. That’s so lame!”

Nicole’s eyes widened as she saw her dad’s hand reach down and cup the ‘Lady in Red’s’ ass, lifting and gently squeezing. The girl leaned into Jack’s chest, kissing him on the neck. Nicole squinted to see her better. Christ, she looks just like Jessica–only taller.

MacKenzie giggled at Nikki’s discomfort. “I think he knows her.”

“My dad doesn’t KNOW anyone who looks like that. He hasn’t ‘dated’ anyone, since my mom became a lesbian.” Nikki punctuated the ‘dated’ with her fingers. Nicole Grant’s eyes narrowed. Holy shit, it is Jessica! He couldn’t take me out for a date, because he had a date with HER?

“Well, I think that may just have changed.”

Nikki took in the red dress and the fucking red shoes. If looks could kill! That poster! You look like Six from ‘Battlestar Gallactica’. Leave it to my dad to date a Sci-Fi slutty girl. A fucking cylon sex-bot! I deneme bonusu know where you got those clothes, you total fucking bitch!

Nikki was so angry and surprised that she barely noticed the casually-dressed black man, sporting a blond on his arm, pass by. She did catch the blond’s dress. It was cut all the way down to her ass. The lack of a bra and panties was a definite statement. Whoa, nice ass!

She poked MacKenzie, pointing. “WOW! I want a dress like that one.”

MacKenzie laughed, her voice husky. “Yeah! And a boyfriend just like him, too. Nice buns. Just makes you want to walk up behind him and give ’em a squeeze. Although, I’d rather give his front a squeeze.” See, I’m not a lesbian. Now, there’s a man I could take to bed. Definitely in the yummy category. And, he’s black! That makes him just about perfect. I wonder what size condom he uses? I bet it’s a magnum. But, what is it with black men and blonds?

MacKenzie’s laugh stuck in her throat as she watched the couple stroll up to Uncle Jack. It was Spencer, with Tammy. No way! It’s my dad and Hooters Girl! Great, he finally decides to take her on a real date and where does he decide to go? ‘The Inferno’. This is so fucked!

Jack saw Spence and waved, he seemed to be introducing the ‘Woman in Red’ to Tammy; Spencer seemed to already know her.

Nikki spoke first, “Shit, we have to get out of here. If my dad catches us with these licenses, he’ll ground us till we’re old enough to start drawing Social Security.”

Mac chimed in, “This is just so fucked! Now, both of our dads have girlfriends. One is dating a sex-bot and the other a Hooters Girl. And, they’re both like horny teenage boys; all they think about is getting laid. Now, your dad will be sending you to my house. This is like some kind of freaking nightmare! What if they both want to have sex on the same night?”

Nicole sighed, “Yeah, like tonight. It looks like Uncle Spencer finally made up with Tammy. So, they’ll be headed back to your house to break the bed. And now, my dad is dating a woman, who fucks like a sex-bot; so they’ll be at my house, fucking on the couch, in the hot tub, on the stairs, in the master bath and bedroom in ‘our’ bed. I just hope they leave my bedroom alone.”

Oh, fucking yuck, yuck, yuck …YUCK!

“Oh My God, we’re homeless,” Mac whined. “We have no place to go!”

“We’ll probably end up living in a garbage dump or in one of those cardboard boxes under the Steel Bridge, the MAX bridge,” Nikki concurred, fueling their teenage-girls’ melodramatic hysteria.

“We’re going to grow to be bag ladies. Or, we’ll end up living on the MAX, itself. Trying to sleep, hoping the Transit Police don’t throw us off. Station-after-station, all night long.”

“Or,” Nikki brightened. “You know, we could just tell our fathers we need to get an apartment. To practice living away from home ’till college starts in the fall. You know, so that they could have more privacy?”

Genius! Sheer genius! MacKenzie smiled; then, she frowned as grim reality kicked back in. “Yeah. But, tonight, we’re homeless!” And, we have no place to go dancing!

She stamped her foot. “God damn it, I wanna go dancing!”

Nikki took her hands. “We can dance anywhere!”

“But, we don’t know any other clubs. Wait, if he’s here …?”

“What?!”

“Shush, Nikki! I’ve gotta think this through. If he’s here … then …?” A broad smile spread across her face. “Then why don’t we just go, instead, to where my dad takes Hooters Girl?”

Nikki looked doubtful. “Where?”

MacKenzie giggled; the plan was positively evil in its Wylie Coyote simplicity. “Cowgirls!”

“Cowgirls?”

“It’s a Cowboy Bar, the best in Portland.”

“You mean, like hats and boots and large buckles?”

“No, I mean like hats, boots, very big buckles and skin-tight jeans on guys our age.” Mac nodded seductively, gently fanning the flames of Nikki’s overactive libido.

Nikki grinned at MacKenzie. “Girlfriend, we gotta change these clothes!” Tight jeans. Skin-tight jeans! Yippee Ki-fuckin’-yay!

They rushed back to Nikki’s house. MacKenzie slipped into Nikki’s summer dress with the little sunflowers, and a pair of yellow Converse All-Star high-top sneakers. Nikki put on Nick’s faded jeans, her yellow lace-trimmed halter top, yellow-lace thong panties, and the cowboy boots.

They stood in front of the mirror in Nikki’s room side-by-side, holding hands. “Yee-hah!”

Half-of-an-hour later, MacKenzie parked the Mini-Cooper in front of a set of fake hitching posts among one of the largest collection of pickups in Portland. Some of them even had a rifle in the rear window; those were the ones that had out-of-town plates.

In his late fifties, the greeter was dressed as a cowboy, wearing a checkered shirt, jeans, and boots. He was big, broad-shouldered with thigh-size arms. His ample gut hung over his belt, suggesting that maybe he’d drunk a few too many ‘Cerveza Mas Fina’s’ over the years. His hands looked huge, as he examined the driver’s licenses of the two young ladies standing in front of him.

They tried to look older; he tried to look younger. I sure do love this job!

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When the boat reached their favorite small, secluded island, Brad lowered the sails and dropped the anchor. All three of them waded ashore, then walked to a spot surrounded by boulders and trees. It was well shielded from prying eyes, although no one was likely to sail out here anyway. The boulders were covered with soft blue-green lichen and bright green moss. The area was heavily shaded, cool and comfortable.

Lisa spread a large blanket on the ground, then looked at Cassie, nodding her toward it. Cassie obediently stood in the center. She’d left her top off, at Brad’s insistence. Without being told she slipped her bikini bottoms off now, too, then dropped to her knees.

He liked watching this, seeing his little sister’s bare tits and cunt in the sun, obediently following Lisa’s orders.

Lisa knelt beside and slightly behind her. She reach around Cassie to gently touch and squeeze both of her tits. Cassie closed her eyes, enjoying Lisa’s touches. Lisa kissed her neck, then worked her way up to nibble on her ear.

“Come help me Brad. Let’s get your little sister all ready to eat pussy,” Lisa said, her lips still brushing Cassie’s earlobe.

Brad eagerly took up a position on Cassie’s other side, kneeling and slightly behind her, too. Cassie turned to look at him. He kissed her as he fondled the breast nearest him.

When he broke the kiss he saw Lisa energetically sucking Cassie’s other tit. Lisa looked up at him, the tit still in her mouth, then released it to give Cassie a hard, wicked french kiss herself. Brad noticed that Lisa’s finger was already buried in Cassie’s undoubtedly wet slit.

“Let me see you fuck her,” Lisa said to Brad. He realized he was going to have to take some orders, too. Lisa seemed to be a bit of a dominatrix today. “I like watching a brother fuck his sister whore.”

Brad didn’t mind the orders so far. He moved directly behind Cassie while Lisa moved to her front. He kissed the back of Cassie’s neck and shoulders as he slid his own bathing suit down to the ground. Lisa alternated between sucking each of Cassie’s tits.

Cassie stayed motionless, her hands at her sides, silent for the moment.

“I’m going to fuck my little whore, now,” Brad whispered into Cassie’s ear. Cassie turned to look at him, smiling. Lisa grabbed Cassie’s chin roughly in her hand, spinning her harshly around.

“Eyes front, whore,” she ordered, then kissed her hard on the mouth again. Brad pressed his cock against the small of Cassie’s back, while reaching around to grab and squeeze both of his sister’s tits during the girls’ long kiss. Cassie started moaning into Lisa’s mouth the moment he touched her.

Brad lifted Cassie upwards, still squeezing her tits in his hands. He made no effort to be gentle, but Cassie eased any pain by willingly rising herself. Lisa, staring into Cassie’s eyes, reached down to grab his cock and guide it into Cassie. As soon as it touched her, Cassie eased back into him, arching her back to grind her ass and cunt further down onto his cock.

Brad clenched his eyes shut, aware once again only of the wickedly burning, constricting sensation of his baby sister’s cunt taking his cock. The action pushed her tits harder into his hands. As soon as she’d pushed herself completely onto him, she began a smooth, easy, rhythm with her hips and ass, thrusting forward and back, easing his cock in and out of her hole. Brad’s world tumbled away, leaving him with nothing but the feel of Cassie’s blazing soft flesh tormenting the skin of his prick.

Her squeals began in earnest, then intensified as Lisa went back to sucking on her tits and kissing her hungrily. Brad opened his eyes to enjoy the sight of his sister being molested by another woman.

Lisa gave Cassie some time to enjoy their dual affections. Brad watched as the intensity grew on Lisa’s face, too. He could almost see the point where Lisa snapped, where she needed move things along. Lisa reached into a pocket in her shorts to pull out a lipstick holder. She applied it generously to Cassie’s lips.

“Hold still, girl, I don’t want to smear it,” Lisa said, laughing, as Cassie continued to rock back onto Brad’s cock. She held Cassie’s chin firmly with one hand, digging her fingers into her cheeks, while applying the bright red, glossy lipstick with the other hand.

“There, that’s better. Now. This is your ‘whore’ lipstick,” she instructed. “You can’t kiss anyone while you’re wearing it. It’s only for licking pussy and sucking cock. When you’re done with me I don’t want to see any of it on your lips. I want to see it smeared all around my cunt, everywhere. Do you understand?”

Cassie nodded, then moaned again as Brad brutally stabbed her again with his cock.

“I can’t wait to see you lick pussy, little sister,” he breathed into her ear.

She looked back at him, meeting his eyes. Her own eyes were glassy, consumed with lust. Her mind was gone, leaving only her body and a world of swirling sensations to be wrestled with. Lisa’s hand shot up to illegal bahis grab her chin, squeezing her cheeks tightly as she spun her forward again.

“I said eyes front, whore,” Lisa barked.

Then Lisa stepped back, wearing a wry smile. She undressed slowly in front of them, taking her time, seemingly enjoying the sight of them fucking for her amusement. They both enjoyed watching her, too. Brad further delighted in the feeling of Cassie’s cunt tugging on his cock as he watched Lisa strip.

Brad had forgotten how shapely Lisa’s naked body was. Part of the beauty of Cassie’s tits was their pointy, conical shape with small, dark, well defined nipples. Lisa’s were larger and much rounder, more like the shape of Cassie’s ass. Despite their size they were firm, with reddish pink nipples still forming into sweet points at their tips.

Lisa had a woman’s shape from top to bottom, too. Cassie had curves at her waist and her hips, but they were subtle, making her look younger than she was. But Lisa’s curves were exquisite, leaving no question, regardless of what she was wearing, that there was an intensely sexual woman within them. With nothing on, Lisa’s body screamed at a man to admire it, or even more to come and touch it.

Once naked, Lisa stepped forward, so her cunt was inches from their faces. Brad admired her curling, dirty blonde pubic hairs, a sharp contrast to the straighter, blacker hairs of his sister. Her cunt was so different from Cassie’s, more of a woman’s cunt, matched with her meaty breasts and round hips.

“You’re both going to lick this until I’ve come as much as I want to. Do you understand, whore?” Lisa asked, looking at Cassie. Lisa grabbed Cassie’s head with both hands.

Cassie nodded her head emphatically, as another squeal escaped her lips.

“Try it now,” Lisa said. “Try out your new whore lipstick. Put a nice red kiss right over my clit.” Lisa swung her hips closer to Cassie’s half open mouth.

Cassie looked up at her, hesitating. Lisa impatiently pulled her head forward. Brad added one hand from behind, helping to push Cassie’s face against the top of Lisa’s cunt. Cassie made a large, comic book pucker with her lips. She pressed them hard, was forced to press them hard, right over the top of Lisa’s clit.

Her eyes were tightly shut at first. They both held her there, until she opened her eyes to look up into Lisa’s face. Then first Lisa, and next Brad, released her. Brad could see bright red lip marks, a pretty little girl kiss the size and shape of Cassie’s mouth, right over the skin and pubic hairs around Lisa’s clitoris.

Lisa backed off to lay back on the blanket before them, spreading her legs, while Brad returned to holding and molesting Cassie’s sweet, pretty little tits. He admired the lipstick mark on Lisa’s cunt. He wished he could see the same on Lisa’s tits. Or Cassie’s. Or both.

Lisa tried to sound firm and in control, but her own voice cracked and rose in pitch with excitement.

“Time to lick it, Cassie. Now,” she ordered.

Brad reluctantly released his grip on Cassie’s tits. She fell slowly but obediently forward, onto all fours, until her face was again only inches from Lisa’s pussy.

* * *

Cassie had held her face this close to Lisa’s cunt before, but had never touched it with her lips until the lipstick kiss. She’d been close enough to smell it, and she could smell it now. The musky scent of sex, of female cum and sweat, was strong.

Lisa had a lot more pubic hair than Cassie, not quite blonde but rather sandy brown, and curlier than Cassie’s. Lisa had trimmed it short, though, into a neat heart shape around her long slit.

Cassie closed her eyes and hesitated, feigning reluctance. Brad leaned forward onto her back and thrust himself into her again. She pushed back with her ass and cunt, grinding against him, savoring the feeling, trying to get as much of him as she could. His hands had fallen to her hips, helping to hold her steady as he pushed eagerly forward. Now he moved them again to caress her tits.

She liked that, she liked everything. His cock was in her, filling her. His hands were on her tits, firmly squeezing them, owning them. The sweat from his chest made it slip across her back, and his breath was hot on her neck. She wanted him to fuck her like this forever.

She couldn’t think about what she wanted, though. She was a whore. A double whore, now, for him and for Lisa. She was a true whore for Lisa. She’d been paid. She owed Lisa, and the price was small compared to what she was getting out of the deal.

Cassie looked over at Brad, his face beside hers now, right against Lisa’s cunt. His tongue snaked out to trace a path up and down one side of Lisa’s slit, then dug into the crevice where her clit was buried. It made quick, small circles there, right in the center of the lip marks she’d left. Lisa purred contentedly in response.

Brad was showing Cassie what to do. Brad moved his mouth to Cassie’s ear. She felt his hot breath first, then casino siteleri his tongue tracing her ear lobe, just as it had traced Lisa’s slit.

“Eat her cunt, Cassie,” he ordered.

She was his whore. Their whore. She had to do it.

Cassie didn’t really mind. She played at being scared, being the good little girl who didn’t want to eat pussy. But she’d been ready for this all summer, thinking about it, even fantasizing about it. She was ready. She was actually eager. But she still liked playing the part of sweet, innocent, little Cassie.

Brad rammed his cock into her again, hard, pushing her face forward into Lisa’s cunt. Cassie obediently opened her mouth and pressed it, inexpertly at first, against Lisa’s cunt lips. She pretended to warm to the task slowly, beginning by nibbling around the edges, pulling on Lisa’s cunt lips with her mouth. Then she drove her tongue into Lisa’s hole, tasting her hot, slippery cum.

Cassie felt Brad grab her tits more ruthlessly now, squeezing painfully hard as he pushed his cock ever deeper into her, again forcing her face against Lisa’s cunt. Cassie screamed again. As her mouth opened wide it covered Lisa’s pussy. She felt Lisa’s pubic hairs on her tongue and lips, then returned hungrily to licking pussy, losing all of her feigned inhibitions, doing only as she was told while her brother fucked her mercilessly.

She felt Brad’s hands slide down her belly to grab her thighs. He jerked them suddenly back, lifting her knees off the ground and dropping her abruptly onto her belly. His cock slipped out of her. Cassie moaned her disappointment, but he was inside her again a moment later, deeper this time, slamming his hips rapidly against her ass to drive far into her, and to push her rhythmically against Lisa’s wet cunt.

Cassie slipped her tongue into Lisa again. She was soon frustrated by how small her own tongue was, how little she could do to fill Lisa with it. She gave up and moved to find Lisa’s clit, the wonderful little button that Lisa knew how to circle and press and tease in wondrous ways on Cassie herself.

“That’s it Cassie. Make me come. Let your brother to help you.”

Brad obeyed. He stayed inside Cassie, but abandoned his hard strokes to move his head beside hers. Cassie watched as his tongue reached out to find Lisa’s clit, too, then she moved her own tongue to join his. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his tongue beside and against hers, with his sweaty cheek pressing against hers, as they licked Lisa together.

Cassie stayed with Brad the whole time, letting her tongue follow her brother’s where ever it went, clinging to him with it just as she did during the day with her body. Brad moved to force his tongue into Lisa’s hole, and Cassie struggled to join him, her own tongue feeling small and inadequate beside his. When Brad moved up to Lisa’s clit, Cassie eagerly followed. Together they danced in tight circles over and around the Lisa’s tiny, hard button.

Lisa kept up a monologue of dirty instructions the whole time. The sound of her voice had always excited Cassie. It made her feel like more of the whore that she wanted to be.

“That’s a good whore, Cassie. Lick my cunt with your brother.”

“Make noise, Cassie. Let me hear you licking me.”

“Put your fingers in me, Cassie. Not Brad, just you. I want your little girl fingers in my cunt.”

Lisa’s words became frantic as she neared orgasm. She had always, always been in control, but now she was losing it.

“Find my clit, whore. Find my clit with your whore lips and make me come.”

“That’s it, Cassie! That’s it! You’re doing it! You whore! You whore!”

Lisa was fucking back now, bucking her hips violently into both of their faces. The motion of it started Brad’s cock moving in Cassie again. He felt it, too, and abandoned Lisa’s cunt to return his attention to fucking his little sister. Cassie was left alone to finish Lisa, to suck her and lick her and taste her and eat her and finish her, while Brad tried to fill Cassie herself with brother cock and brother cum.

The thought and feel of it all sent Cassie over the edge, into a world of screams and convulsions. She came over and over again. A corner of her mind knew she’d stopped attending to Lisa, but it didn’t matter. Cassie’s erotic squeals had already sent Lisa over the edge, too. Lisa finished things on her own, ruthlessly bucking and grinding her cunt against Cassie’s lips and face, fucking her hard so that they came together.

“That’s it, Cassie Whore! Make your brother fuck you into me. Make me part of your incestuous brother fuck. Be our incestuous cock loving lesbian whore, Cassie. Be our whore.”

* * *

Afterward, they all lay together on the blanket, in the shade of the trees. Cassie couldn’t tell if Brad and Lisa were napping. She certainly couldn’t sleep. She studied both of them, their bodies and faces. Every once in a while she would reach out to touch one of them, to caress the muscles of Brad’s stomach, or the poker siteleri firm soft curve of Lisa’s breast.

Some time later, Lisa stood up and walked off. She returned shortly with a cooler from the boat. They all sat together, mostly quiet, enjoying the warm summer air, simple food and a calming silence. Out on the lake today, on their island, there was no noise. There were few animals and birds here, and the wind was steady and smooth, not gusty, not rustling the leaves of the trees.

Lisa made an occasional joke about the lipstick smeared around Cassie’s mouth, and her own cunt. They all laughed softly, but Brad and Cassie were otherwise comfortably silent.

* * *

They sat in a small, tight circle, eating and drinking. They were close together, closer than they’d normally sit, but none of them were touching. It was like an unspoken truce. None of the three lovers could get any more or less than the others. Lisa couldn’t touch Cassie. Brad couldn’t touch Lisa. Cassie couldn’t touch Brad.

“Do you think you can get hard again, Brad?” Lisa asked.

Cassie turned sharply to look at Lisa. Lisa wasn’t supposed to want him. At all. That was part of the deal. Brad was Cassie’s.

Lisa saw the look in her face, the stern glare. She grinned back at Cassie.

“Not for me, whore, for you,” she said. “Well, sort of for me. I like watching him fuck you. And now that you’ve paid your debt, I think he should reclaim you in front of me. Make you his whore in front of me.”

Cassie continued to look intently at Lisa, then turned to Brad to see his reaction. She expected to see him grinning like an adolescent, but he didn’t. He looked serious and tender. He was waiting to see if it was something she wanted. He was so good to her, she thought. Better than any other guy would ever be.

He still hadn’t learned to treat her like a whore.

In answer, Cassie grabbed the lipstick container from where Lisa had dropped it on the blanket. She made a show of covering her lips with it.

* * *

It wasn’t long before Brad lay on his back on the blanket, with Cassie lying on her back on his chest, legs straddling his. Both of them stared at the tops of the trees, filtering patches of sky, as Brad pushed his cock into her. Cassie was moaning hysterically.

Lisa sat off to the side, watching. She talked incessantly. Each of her breasts sported three red kiss marks, where Brad had made Cassie kiss her before he would fuck her. Cassie had similar marks, where Lisa had eagerly returned the favor at Brad’s request.

“Tell your brother you love him, Cassie.”

Cassie fought to control her voice. The words came out in an almost unintelligible whimper. As soon as they did Brad pushed himself into her again, turning her moans and words into screams.

“Say it like you scream, Cassie. Scream it at the sky,” Lisa told her.

Cassie tried again. The words were more intelligible this time.

“I love you, Brad.”

He skewered her hard again, lifting both of their hips from the ground. Their backs arched, bending to their limits. His fingers pinched her straining nipples. His mouth and tongue slavered over her neck. She felt his sweat drenching her back and his chest. She could feel the hard curves of his chest muscles pressing into her shoulder blades.

She tried to say it louder, to scream it.

“I love you Brad! I love your cock!”

“Tell him you’re his whore, Cassie.”

“I’m your whore, Brad! I’m your little sister whore!”

Brad went wild at the sound of her words. He bucked feverishly, lifting her up, over and over again. His hands came down to her clit to hold it in a death grip, squeezing it as if trying to tear her cunt open.

As she started to come she lost track of everything except the feel of his cock inside her. An army of orgasms trooped through her body, invading and possessing her. She wanted to keep screaming her love for him. She wanted to scream that she was his whore, but she simply couldn’t control her voice enough.

She listened to the sound of his moans as he came, too.

Afterward, when she was spent, she lay on top of him, whimpering and purring. Her body trembled slightly, exhausted and electrified by the experience, but unable to relax. She took his hands, moving them back up to her tits to hold them there contentedly.

Then he spoke, too.

“I love you, too, Cassie. I’m not supposed to love my little sister. I’m not supposed to love your body, and to fuck you, but I can’t stop. I have to. I’d rape you if I had to, if you weren’t my whore. I love your pretty little tits. I love your pretty round ass. I love your hot, wet, tight, little cunt.”

Cassie turned to kiss his cheek as he talked.

“I love the hair that always hangs in your face, and I love the thrill of seeing your eyes when you finally brush it aside. I love seeing your freckles spread as you break into a smile. I love looking at your tiny little mouth, waiting for a glimpse of your sweet little tongue. And I love feeling how hot and soft it is when I kiss it.”

Cassie felt a warmth spreading through her, and as much as she hated to, she let his cock slip out so that she could roll over to face her brother. She smothered him with the longest, deepest kiss that she could muster.

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John’s boat and the other boat were listing badly as the waves continued pounding the small craft. John’s anger was fueling him to continue to paddle hard. He kept thinking about his toy being harmed or raped. He wanted revenge on the bastard pirates who dared shoot at him. John wasn’t hit like two of his passenger’s on the small boat. It appeared one of the fellows was dead already or barely hanging on to life.

The salty taste of the water and wave after wave it seemed no land was in range forever. The other craft was worst and with even less men. John believed he only seen like four perhaps five men on that vessel and two teen boys. The rest were killed or butchered by the sharks as they fell or were thrown into the briny sea.

John paddled hard remembering his Mary’s sweet lips, her sparkling green eyes, the wisps of blonde hairs which sometimes fell perfectly out of place. John paddled determined to get back to shore. He was thinking quickly grabbing the flare pistol and two flares once he realized what was happening on the ship. The yell of pirates rang out and he thought that absurd when the gunmen began firing at him missing him by only inches. John was swift and managed to circle back.

He would have gotten to his beloved Mary too except he was cut off by three pirates one a large blonde pirate who spoke in Spanish or Portuguese to the other two. He seemed in charge of that group. Even more pirates on the aft deck with more shooting they were gathering the women. John made sure of it before he set out for his own escape. He had to live to fight another day because if he was dead he would do no good for Mary. Even though flight was not in him, being a true Alpha Male but he thought now the balls in my court because all bets are off now. I will get my sister, my toy back at all cost. I love her and she is mine forever.

John began reminiscing this running it over and over again when one of the other guys said, “Hey is that a helicopter?”

John looked up then remembered the flare gun in the back pack he took from the closet from someone else’s cabin. He grabbed it loaded the flare and fired an arc to the side of the helicopter almost hitting it. The helicopter never even swerved so John loaded the final flare. John’s heart was beating fast and hard knowing the arc the angle he needed. He stood up in the boat on wobbly legs then fired with smooth accuracy to the front of the helicopter perfectly.

The helicopter obviously looking for them swirled in a semicircle pattern until it was hovering above their vessel stating, “This is the United States Coast Guard we are here to rescue you. You are in safe hands now.” John and the fourteen piled in his vessel were pretty bad off being out there for approximately twenty seven hours. Dehydrated, hungry, and some needing some serious medical attention, John sat still while the medic put an I.V. into his vein to give him some hydration and antibiotic. The rest of the men received similar treatment then John remembered to tell the medic about the other small boat with five or so people in it.

The medic called the helicopter pilot and they swung a crisscross pattern until they found the tiny little boat with seven people inside of it. One was dead when they found it he bled to death from a gunshot wound to the back. The two teen boys barely survived needing serious medical attention one was suffering from low blood sugar so bad he had went into shock, unable to speak his own name.

John and the rest of the saved told of the pirates. How the cruise ship was taken over. They were further out in international waters where the Coast Guard didn’t patrol and that’s why it happened. At first it was an unusual story but then the crew did find the burning ship when the distress call went out but when they scrambled they arrived still two hours response time from the beacon which was disengaged after forty five minutes but without a response from the crew or Captain of the cruise ship they responded to a burning vessel. They looked for survivors however, none were on the ship.

I was in the cabin of my new Master, Marquez naked as the day I was born between his thighs, kneeling, and sucking his magnificent veined cock. I heard every sound from his voice as he declared me his wonderful toy. He could not believe how wonderful I made him feel as I continued bobbing, faster and faster, swirling my tongue as I moaned. I had no gag reflex as I swallowed and slurped while he tried to find my limits. I let him watch me as I slurped up the underside of his fat juicy cock to his balls licking and sucking them as well. I felt his ass lifting into my talented hot wet sexy mouth again and again he fucked my face. I knew it wouldn’t take too long as I grabbed his shaft in my tiny little hand then began in earnest bobbing, faster and faster.

My entire life depended on these next few moments because Marquez explained to me the facts that I either please him or I was fish bait. I know I sound like an un-loyal toy slut but I am letting you know bahis siteleri right now, if my Master John, who is the real Master to me, were here, I would not be servicing this horrible killer of children. I remembered all the blood I seen in the water where the sharks ate up the young, the old, and the men. My one thought while it took me seven or eight minutes of great head for this fellow to pop off was getting back home at all cost. I needed to just survive.

I was bobbing faster and faster as Marquez grabbed my hair pulling it hard like reins and fucking harder into my soft sweet mouth. Saliva and semen in long gooey strands fell off of my chin dangling down to my neck and breasts. What can I say a real blow job isn’t nice and neat without some sloppiness? I actually love giving a great sloppy blow job. I cannot stand thinking I am some boring housewife blowing my husband once a month and believing I’ve done something. I want to be desired and lusted after. Having awesome great sex the entire time without hang-ups is truly a lasting memory especially in a man’s mind. I needed Marquez to fall in love with me or if not me what I could for him.

Marquez was gripping my head thrusting upwards more often and I felt the glands of his penis head swell very big so I knew he was losing his load in about the next minute or two so I began swallowing over and over again pushing past my gag reflex point and suddenly like I suspected his cock began shooting stream after delicious stream down my hot sweet throat. I continued sucking, licking, moaning, and slurping until I felt my Master release my tresses.

I stopped then said, “See I hope having that every-day is worth keeping me alive for your pleasure sir.”

Marquez just chuckled then said, “Get naked on the bed. I need a lot more convincing than me shooting off into your sweet mouth darling. My Captain Rodrigo will kill us both if has any idea I failed to take his orders seriously. You should be dead right now lady.”

I was completely naked and climbed into his bed when he grabbed my ass flipping me over on my back roughly, forcefully, it turned me on instantly. He then seen my blonde tiny thin thatch of hair and smiled as my tiny little pink lips protruded sweetly. Marquez looked into my eyes smiling like and evil wicked man that he was. He then licked my entire slit finding my love button perfectly where my two labia meet at the very top of my sweet pussy. Oh the pure pleasure of this roughneck with beard stubble chaffing my inner thighs I knew Dorothy is no longer home but in the Land of Oz.

I tried to defy my feelings and not enjoy it keeping my emotions out of it but my body betrayed me. I writhed in pleasure and lust like a whore or a drug addict needing his fix. Marquez giggled as his skilled tongue took me into new heights of pleasure. He would suck my clitoris while circling his tongue around and around, again and again with such delicate slipperiness. My body writhed as I grabbed his head pulling his hair thrashing my legs and screaming in pleasure as I felt the sweetness of my building orgasm. Suddenly and without warning he quit smiling up at me then he said, “Gosh lady you have the sweetest pussy in the world seriously. Do you want me to stop or would you like for me to continue?”

I knew he was teasing so I said, “Marquez is it? Well Marquez, I suggest you finish because we will both be killed if I scream loud enough for your Captain Rodrigo to hear!”

I got louder and louder as I spoke with each word. Marquez panicked and grabbed my mouth then said, “You crazy stupid bitch. I will just tell him you tried to escape and I fucked you first. He would listen to me over you wench.”

I smiled then opened my legs then said, “Not if I said you were planning a mutiny. So look at this sweet pink pussy. Are you sure you can resist it, honey?” I smiled dancing my fingers over the labia and purposefully sliding two of my fingers inside myself while he was watching intently. He began licking his lips as I diddle myself merely inches from his face so he could see. He could also hear the tender wetness as it sloshed back and forth with the thrusts getting more and more vigorous. I watched as his Adams apple bounced from him swallowing then he smiled huge.

Marquez then said, “Fuck you’re a sexy, crazy whore, you know that right? Damn right, I want to eat that pussy move out the way.” I gasped as he tossed my hand away to the side and renewed devouring me with expert licking.

I yelled out, “Oh fuck yeah, eat me, suck my pussy. Yes, yes, yes, and yes like that baby doll. Oh God, fuck yeah, baby do it. Lick it, yes like that.” I watched as he swayed his head back and forth, side to side between my thighs. I felt his devil of a tongue swirling and tickling my love button with precision. I was almost there as my hips raised upwards then he sucked my entire clitoris and labia into his mouth nibbling gently then a little harder until the pleasure took over. The sweet crashing waves of the ripple canlı bahis siteleri effect were here but not small ripples either instead of mere rocks it was boulders.

My eyes opened wide and for some reason I announced, “Oh fuck yeah, I am cummings. Oh my God yes, yes, yes, and yes.” Squirt after squirt almost drowned my blonde headed pirate as he continued his onslaught giggling with my juices splashing him like a fountain.

I watched as Marquez slid up from where he was to in between my open thighs and buried his cock into my sweet softness up the hilt in one solid swoop. I felt so frenzied and nerves were alive with rawness. I felt the perfection of this coupling as if it were meant to be with sweet sensations controlling my very core as I again heated up. I cannot say Marquez was ever better than my handsome lover no I cannot. I can say he was a good lover but lacked the skills truthfully that John possessed entirely. I felt a loving passion from my lover and a sense of being made love too. Marquez made this feel wrong like he liked a dirty little whore and I was a meaningless piece of meat.

The orgasm with my lover was much more intense and felt much deeper with love, emotion, and sensitivity which are important to a woman. I felt like if I didn’t please Marquez, I was doomed, dead, fish bait. While he was fucking me I was thinking about my lover John and wondered if he was safe. I needed him to be safe. I almost felt like crying while being hammered by this man whose body smelled like sweat, sea salt, and three day old liquor excreting from his pores. I wrapped my legs around his hips while he rammed me. I was a million miles away thinking of my real Master how much he loved me.

I used my pelvis to thrust into the pirate fucking me thoroughly and tried to imagine it being my lover. I relaxed thinking of John wishing it were him I was with. I never wanted to give in to this animal. I could actually hear his breathing rasping in his chest. I knew he was not in as great a shape as he appeared to be in. I knew that if I had to run in order to get away from him I could no problem.

I felt the rhythm as he continued fucking me. I felt my body giving in again I cursed my sexual being but I so wanted to orgasm again. I then tried to relax and give into the feeling as the metronome continued like a piston over and over again. I was hanging onto his neck thrusting my hips upwards to meet his pummeling thrusts when I felt my body surrender to the pleasure and the sweet release. I gripped his shoulders and rode out the wave writhing and squirting with pure pleasure. My lover began his own convulsions unable to hold out from the sweet tightness and gripping of my pussy milking his cock. He surrendered to me his seed as I felt satisfied and full.

It was then that he put me in his bunk then advised me to go to sleep and not disturb anything. He shackled my leg with a huge metal shackle to the bed or so I believed but looking further the chain ran to a big lead ball as if a bowling ball. I was worried because he had already left me there what if the ship started to sink I would drown with this heavy ball on my leg. I so wanted to explain that to the idiot because he could kill me if the ship went down by drowning.

I waited for what seemed an eternity then I heard his door open and he brought me two red apples, a bowl of some stew which was hard to the palate, and a hunk of bread which wasn’t too fresh either. I ate one apple then held onto the other for later. I tried to eat the stew until I saw it had roach or spider legs mixed up in it. I just couldn’t stomach the idea of eating any more of it. Marquez watched me as I bit the tough bread and chewed before it even broke up into smaller pieces. The bread was salty and very dry like thick four day old pizza crust. I ate it and was thankful because I had no idea when if ever I would be rescued.

I then told Marquez about getting the big lead ball off my leg because the ship would go down if something happened and he said, “Really love, do you think I am that dense. I would get the key and unshackle your leg.”

Tears welled up in my eyes as I felt his indifference and I said, “I matter you know. What if something bad happens like another pirate ship or we run aground because of a storm? Marquez you are the Captain’s number one so you won’t be able to let me out of this. Besides think about it where am I going in the middle of the ocean? I do not want anyone touching me but you. I mean you are the one who found out my trigger of pulling my hair and kissing me. Why would I want any other man here to touch me?”

Marquez sat there and I realized that he wasn’t that bright intelligence wise. He looked at me then said, “You promise me you will not escape.”

I gasped then said, “Where would I go? Marquez think about it baby.” I lowered my voice even though I was exasperated with his lack of understanding.

Marquez looked me in the eye then at the leg iron shackle. “Okay, I will get güvenilir bahis it off your leg I wouldn’t want you drowning.” He got the key from behind the picture of a parrot with a wooden leg which said, “Aye Captain!” on it.

I felt like I could relax a little with Marquez letting me loose. He left out again to handle, I guess, his duties as first mate. He left me untied and like I promised I never left his room or plundered his things. I stayed asleep and when I got hungry again I ate the other apple with the rest of the old bread piece. I had a strong feeling that this ship would be under siege really soon because my brother was I definite candidate to bring the heat in order to get me back.

It was seven o’clock in the afternoon of the second day. John had returned home. He got the butler, Douglas and his Limo driver, Max, who was a handsome young delicious looking man, to accompany him with a tactical team which he hired to take over the pirate ship. It was very hard to tell where they would be but then again the rescue team was privately paid by my brother and was of various military backgrounds. They were mercenaries prepared to kill anyone to get in their way.

The U.S. Coast Guard had given the last known location of the vessel on radar prior to a hurricane warning. It seemed that the pirate ship was headed towards the eastern coast of Panama or in the straits there somewhere close. The pirates cove where several Caribbean pirates of old came to sail. The weather would hinder the mission according to the coast guard but my brother and his small band of armed mercenaries believed it to be a blessing with better cover for them, especially at night.

Four and a half hours later the team would launch from an undisclosed coastal town from Costa Rica named Puerto Limon in a military type vessel with small speed boats attached to it for the quick quiet assault on the much larger vessel of the Pirate ship. The Pirate ship was approximately seventy miles south somewhere in the area of the Boca Del Toro Islands off the coast of Panama. It would be a night time assault with the pending rough weather and possibly choppy waters. The team was ready with the assault rifles, handguns, and grenades. They would be swift, silent, and efficient.

It was two o’clock in the morning when I heard the first noise of what sounded like gunfire just outside my room door. I thought I was imagining things when I heard a loud horn blowing for alarm but then it went quiet again. Chaos broke out with rapid gunfire and explosions. I remember that Marquez had left me to go out to see to his duties. I heard several men shouting and more shots being fired. I heard several voices with my mind racing. I was nude still lying in the bed from where Marquez made love to me again before leaving me basking in the afterglow of sex.

Suddenly, the door to the room burst open I recognized Max instantly as he said, “Mary come you’re free now let’s go! Your brother awaits you.”

I smiled, jumped into his arms not thinking I was naked and he looked me over really good then said, “Mary, clothes, you need your clothes hurry.”

I remember running over to where my dress was laid earlier, threw it over my head and the panties I had from two days ago. I put them on, running behind Max. I felt an incredible urge to run blindly to find my brother but the assault rifle in Max’s hand was real. Max entered the hallway he let off a three round burst. I heard a man scream then a thump. He looked at me then said, “Stay with me at all cost and do not look at the dead bodies okay!”

I merely shook my head in a nonverbal response as I lit out right on his heels. Max was quick, agile with cat like reflexes as he traversed the stairs two at a time jumping over the dead he had left in his wake. I actually saw the other ladies running before me in a single file line behind another man. Immediately to my left I observed a shadow in the hallway and knew instantly who it was, Marquez. I watched as the hallway went pitch black as his mere size hid all the light as it were. I watched Max being undeterred lower the barrel of the assault rifle and let loose with two three round bursts at the figure.

I truly had mixed emotions as I watched the figure fall to one knee and cry out my name as if a little boy somehow needing me. He needed my comfort as he realized he was dying. I felt uneasiness about seeing him die but I hated that he raped me as well. Looking back on it I am glad Max killed him. I just was worried about my brother John wondering where he was. Then suddenly John came out of the side of the ship where the other women were obviously kept. John brought them along behind him. My heart leapt in my chest when I saw him. I was about to run and hug him but the circumstances in our situation was get out of there as soon as possible.

We managed to climb onto the two awaiting smaller speed boats yet my brother and I remained separated as the storm was upon us. I looked up towards the blackness and the ghostly black masts just as a lightning bolt streaked across the sky illuminating a pirate named one, Captain Rodrigo as he raised his fist into the sky. He cursed our survival to depths of hell wanting the ocean to swallow us whole. I heard his rantings over all the thunder and roaring of the surf.

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He responds to an e-mail that I sent out to all the Project Managers with “bite me.”

I write back, “with pleasure.”

He says something to the effect of “don’t get me all excited.”

I reply, “You wouldn’t let me anyway.”

He says “I’m going to be here for a while if you want to come over and talk.”

I say, “Talk, I thought you wanted me to bite you.”

He says “come on over – but I think you’re chicken.”

I don’t respond.

He writes back “Are you coming? Did I spell that right? Buck, buck, buck.”

I show up about fifteen minutes later. He’s talking to his common law wife Holly on the phone. Apparently she had her van broken into while at the gym today. She is older than him by a few years, but not unattractive for a woman in her early forties. They have a six-year-old daughter named Emily together. Holly has two other children, boys in their late teens from a previous relationship. When the two of them first tried to have kids, they found that they couldn’t, and resorted to in vitro fertilization. We chat about Emily for a little while. I can tell that she is his world.

He moves from sitting at his desk to sitting on his desk, much closer to me. We continue to talk about insignificant things. He catches my eye several times and holds my gaze just long enough to let me know that he’s not just interested in making small talk with me. I can’t meet his stare so I look away nervously. He has the most intense green eyes that just make me melt. I never would have imagined that this could be happening. I had no idea he was interested in me at all. He is gorgeous, and I never would have expected to stand a chance with him.

He calls me a chicken again, as he swings his leg so bedava bahis that it bangs against mine. He mumbles something about the awkward silence in the room.

I say, “you’ve done this before – it shouldn’t be awkward.”

He responds with “I’ve told you way to much information.”

“How has it started in the past?” I ask.

“Touching, I guess,” he responds.

We talk for a minute about his past affairs. He indicates that his last one ended a few months ago. He tells me that he’s had two within the last several years, each of which has been long term. Prior to that he’d had a few one-night stands.

He asks me if I can handle an affair. I say yes, as long as it doesn’t get carried away. He’s wondering if I’ve ever had one.

I respond, “Yes – with Jim, I thought you knew that.”

He says, “You actually slept with him?”

I respond affirmatively, and briefly explain how things got carried away with him. I ask if he thinks I’m an awful person. He says no. I explain that I love my husband and have no intention of leaving – and that Jim didn’t understand that. He agrees that family is the most important thing. He tells me that he’s not sure if he loves Holly, but he doesn’t want to break up his family. He tells me that he still has sex with her occasionally, but he has a really hard time cuming with her.

“It takes an hour and then she gives me five seconds of warning before she cums. I could time it right if I had a little bit of warning, but she just lays there and doesn’t give me any indication that she’s enjoying it until she cums, and then she want s to go to sleep. Half the pleasure for a guy is knowing that he’s pleasing his partner – at least for me it is.”

I casino siteleri ask if they’ve ever tried anything to help the situation.

He says “like toys or counseling?”

I say either, and he replies in the negative.

He gives me that look again, as if to ask if I’m sure I want to do this. I mention that I’m pregnant, and ask if he really wants to do this. He tells me that it turns him on. I look away nervously, and explain that I’m really self-conscious about my weight to begin with, but being pregnant it’s even worse. He shakes his head. Again the uncomfortable silence.

“How ’bout a kiss?” He asks, and then looks down at his desk sheepishly.

“This is like high school” he says embarrassed.

I take his outstretched hand and stand up. I am the same height as he is now that I’m standing, but as soon as he stands, he towers above me. He stops to remove his retainer, and I make a comment about what a turkey he is.

He looks into my eyes, putting his arms around me and pulling me close. He leans in and begins to kiss me ever so gently. I expected him to be much more aggressive. He has a very dominant personality, just like me. Probably the reason we butted heads so much when we first met. He continues to kiss me as I unbutton his shirt and begin to suck on his nipple, biting just a little.

He says, “Hey – you’re biting.”

“Isn’t that what you wanted me to do?” I ask sarcastically.

He begins to untuck my shirt in the back. He gently caresses my breast with the other hand. He stops kissing me and moans quietly as he feels my breast through my shirt. He reaches up the back of my shirt and undoes my bra. He untucks my shirt in the front and pulls up my bahis siteleri bra. His face resembles a kid in a candy store as he moans again and caresses my breasts with both hands.

He turns us around and sits in his chair. I kneel on the floor in front of him, as he begins to kiss my breast. I kiss his neck and begin to undo his belt. He reaches for my pants and I shake my head no. He looks at me questioningly. I reach into his jeans to find him hard as a rock. I begin to suck on him. He rubs my back and runs his hands through my hair. I stop for a minute to see what his reaction is. He tells me that it feels great. I continue, putting his hand on my head so he can push it up and down. He moans quietly that he’s going to come. I suck harder as my mouth fills. I swallow and gently release him.

I look up at him. He looks stunned, like he’s trying to get his bearings. He pulls me up and kisses me. He holds me close and tickles my back ever so gently. He begins to rub me through my pants as he kisses my neck. He wants to do something for me, and asks if he can eat me. I shake my head no. He doesn’t understand. Next time, I say questioningly, although I’m not sure if there will be a next time. He smiles and says yes. He feels bad that he can’t do anything for me. I get up and explain that I would feel really cheap if I slept with him right now. I don’t want to do that. He nods understandingly.

He walks around behind me as I sit back down. He massages my shoulders and looks at my neck, apologizing for leaving marks on it. I stand and undo my pants to tuck my shirt back in. His eyes get wide as he catches a glimpse of my underwear. He comments on the fact that they’re Victoria’s Secret.

I think that we’re both a little surprised with the events that just took place. He starts to shut the lights off and I grab my books. As we exit I say something about having a nice weekend, and he tells me to drive safely. As I drive home in silence, I am unsure if anything will become of the two of us.

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Merhaba ben de başimdan geçen bir olayı sizinle paylaşmak istiyorum. Ben şuan 21 yaşındayım. Bu yaşıma kadar istediğim her amcığı elde ettim. Fakat bir tanesini birtürlü elde edemedim. Kim mi tabiki kuzenim figenin amcığını… Figen 28 yaşında uzun boylu sarı saçlı dul bir kadındı. Eşi öleli 8 sene olmuştu. Biz de bu sene 2 aile tatile gittik. Bizim aile ve teyzemler.

Teyzemlerle beraber Figen de gelmişti. Ben tatile gitmeden önce kafaya koymuştum figen’i nerde bulsam sikecektim. Neyse tatile gittik yazlıkta kalıyorduk. Ben tatilde hep figenle beraber denize giderdim. bahis siteleri Denizde buna el şakaları yapardım, şakayla karışık amına falan ellerdim. Gece dışarı çıkmak için hazırlanmıştık. Figen o gece üzerine dar bir badi altına da çok seksi dar bi mini etek giymişti. bizimkileri ektik Figen ve ben bara gittik. Figen içkiye fazla alışık değildi. 1-2 bira içtikten sonra sarhoş olurdu. barda hep dans ettik. Romantik danslarda bana iyice sarılıyor, bu yakınlaşmanın sonucu da kalkık olan yarağım apışına girip girip çıkıyordu. Figen Bu durumun farkına vardı. canlı bahis siteleri Oturalım mı diye sordu. Ben de oturalım dedim. Sarhoş olduğundan dolayı birhayli firikikler veriyor ve bu durumun farkına varamıyordu. Firikikler verirken gördüm ki altında külot yok. Gördüğümü fark ettiğinde bacaklarını daha da açtı. Bana yaklaşıp ‘Tuvalete gidelim’ dedi. Benim elimden tuttu ve beraber tuvalete gittik. Bayanlar tuvaletine girdi ve içeriyi kontrol etti. Kimse yoktu. Sonra beni çağırdı. Tuvalete girdik. Girer girmez hemen dudaklarıma yapıştı. O beni güvenilir bahis öperken ben de eteğinin fermuarını açmaya çalışıyordum. Onun elleri de benim yarakta geziyodu. Çıkartı ve hemen ağzına aldı. Alır almaz ağzına boşaldım. Ama daha isteğim geçmemişti. 2. posta için harekete geçtim. Ben çıplak alafranga tuvalete otudum.Hemen figeni kucağıma alıp ‘seni yarağa doyuracam güzelim’ dedim ve 22 cm. yarağı bir anda içine sokuverdim. Figen bağırmamak için parmağını ısırıyordu. Ben onu öyle görünce daha bir tahrik oluyor ve daha da şehvetli sikiyordum. 15-20 dk. Siktikten sonra ağzına boşaldım. Tam giyinip çıkacakken dölün ve içkinin etkisiyle kustu. Tuvaletten çıkıp 15-20 dk. Daha barda oturduk. Ondan sonra eve gittik. Ve tatil boyunca 4 kez daha siktim. Tatil dönüşünde artık amcığına elimi bile sokabiliyordum.

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Threesome

Welcome to my 3-part series, this is revolved around my relationship with a friend of mine called Natasha. She and I were (and still are) in a sexual relationship with each other at university. The character of Amy/Amyla in my other published series are based off of her! I will also be referring to myself as XXX in this short series. Before I begin with how this relationship began, I will note that while 99% of this is true, I will be writing it as if it was one of my other writings. Hope you enjoy and always open to questions 😉

It started in June 2018. I was at University living in an accommodation building. On that evening I was in the library, finishing some class work which I was not even close to completing. I had been in there for a few hours, fuelled by a can of Dr. Pepper to give me extra energy. I had my phone beside my laptop, charging in the plug socket close by the table which I was sitting alone on. While the sun began to sink below the horizon and the darkness began to envelop the campus, I received a buzz on my phone. Curious I looked over at the screen to see a WhatsApp message from Natasha. A friend of mine whom I met in 2017.

I remember when I met her very well. In 2017 I was starting University and attended a fresher’s party with someone whom I had met roughly a week beforehand. Craig was pretty cool but wasn’t very kind at times, he would tell people how it was not really caring for other people’s feelings. We went to this party and had told me his girlfriend Natasha was going to be there. I thought that he probably had a girlfriend due to his looks and confidence, but I never thought he would be able to date a girl like Natasha. When I saw her, I quickly thought she was one of the most attractive women I had ever seen!

She was short, roughly 5’3 with shoulder length blonde hair and very pretty face. Her body was even better: curvy with thick thighs and nice ass, tits which would make anyone divert attention from her bright blue eyes. We greeted like normal people and got along well, she was kind and funny, confident and sassy, while I knew she was taken I couldn’t help but feel sexually attracted to her, much like most guys she had probably met in her life. I recall feeling jealous of Craig for being able to date someone so hot. As time went on, we continued to come across each other on campus and whenever she hung out with Craig. Eventually this led to us exchanging numbers and talking pretty regularly. We became pretty close and would hang out with groups of friends we both knew, I very quickly got used to being just friends, thinking at the time that she was not into me in the slightest other than in a friendly way.

Which brings me to this text which she had sent that evening. I knew that one of her friends was going out to celebrate his birthday so I thought it odd that I would receive a text from her at that time of evening, assuming that she was busy partying and having a good time forgetting about studies which I was torturing myself through. The message read:

“You free? x” Admittedly curious I texted back quickly saying I was in the library and was working on a paper. She replied asking to meet me somewhere and fast. Replying back quickly I said I will met her at my accommodation building to chat. I felt tired from working for so long and wanted to go home, seeing what my friend wanted was the kick up the backside I needed to leave and take time to relax. Packing up my laptop, papers and phone I left the library to go home, expecting to see Natasha waiting outside.

After 5-10 minutes of walking from the library to my building I did not see any sign of Natasha anywhere. I looked around once I reached the main entrance and waited outside. After a few moments I decided to call her to make sure she still wanted to meet.

“I’ll be there in a sec just wait there.” She said in a hurried and firm voice, I knew then she was pissed off about something, she would sound like that all the time when she was mad at someone or something for so long. A few moments of waiting in the nice breeze, watching people go about their daily business whether it was getting home from work or groups of students my age fucking about having fun that evening. I jumped out of my almost trance when I heard voice.

“Hey.” türkçe bahis The voice said from beside me. Looking around to follow the voice I saw Natasha beside me. My first thoughts where how good she looked. She applied just the right amount of makeup to make her look even hotter, lips coated with a bright red lipstick and eyes shaded black, among other types of makeup which I had no idea what to call. She fitted her curvatious body into a black dress which would sparkle in light, the dress itself was low cut to show her cleavage and rode up to her lower thighs, she was taller from the heels which she was wearing but was still a number of inches shorter than me, finally a small black purse hung over her bare shoulder. It was clear to anyone who saw her in that state that she was upset about something, she looked mad and had tears in her eyes. I answered back asking what was wrong, and that I thought that she was going to hang out with Craig and her friends that night. She answered saying she and Craig got into a massive argument.

“What did you guys argue about?” I asked trying to see what I could do to help her. She would usually come to me when she had issues with her boyfriend, she had told me before that I was the only man who she spoke to about her relationships and some of her closest girlfriends were also members of this elite group of wannabe therapists.

“Can we go inside? I don’t want to talk about it out here.” She answered crossing her arms and looking toward the entrance to the building. I nodded for her to follow as I entered the building, signing in the visitor sheet to let the staff know I had a guest. As we walked to my room, going up a few steps then into the elevator she spoke to me more.

“I didn’t interrupt anything did I?”

“No, I was just finishing up work.”

“Where you or did I stop you from working?”

“I was done for the night when you texted.” I lied to her, she would have felt bad if she pulled me away from my work, even though I wanted out of the stuffy library. Eventually accepted that it was no problem that I was helping her, going quiet again until we reached my floor and went into the public kitchen. Once we entered the room there was no one in there, unclean plates and messy counters as usual from my floor mates. I huffed angrily and began to clean up while she sat on a chair beside the large round table.

“So, what happened?” I asked while I tidied the kitchen. I looked over to see her sitting with one leg crossed over the other showing her nice legs in my direction. She explained to me what had happened. It was earlier that day when she met up with the group, they had their day planned to hang out around campus for pre-drinks before going to a night club. She told me she noticed Craig did not say hi or greet her in any way, just kept talking to his friends. When she heard what they were talking about she had to pull him away from everyone to voice her thoughts to him. According to her she heard them talk about a friend he knew saying how he would fuck her and other nasty things he would do to her (I don’t know how true this is). After that he shouted at her and she shouted back insults to each other before she left him and the group in anger.

In response to this story I turned around on the kitchen counter and looked at her, concerned about how she was feeling at the time. She did not take her eyes off of me when we spoke, she looked up at me with her pretty blue eyes, lips rose red and pouting sexily as she listened to my take on the situation.

“Well if he is talking about being unfaithful and how he wants other women when you’re right there I don’t think he’s getting his priorities straight.” I told her, she huffed and adjusted some jewellery she had on, seemingly trying to take her mind off of the situation.

“I dunno XXX, like am I not good enough in his opinion? I mean I got dressed up and spent hours getting myself ready for tonight and now you’re the only one who gets to see me like this.” She gave a light chuckle and bit her lip lightly when she finished the sentence. I replied to her saying that I didn’t know what he thinks but anyone would think that she was looking good in that outfit.

She smiled and got up from her seat and stepped over iddaa siteleri to me casually, placing her hand on my arm and lightly stroking it she wiped a tear from her eye trying to keep her makeup from running. I asked if she was ok when she looked up into my eyes, she nodded lightly and mustered up a cute smile for me. I smiled back, feeling her hand move down to my hand as she held it firmly. She bit her lip and her expression changed, she moved her eyes from my eyes to my lips as she leaned forward and kissed me. A shot of excitement rushed through my body as I felt her lips brush onto mine; my mind darted from surprise and shock to confusion as I kissed her back, feeling her body press onto mine I started to get hard. She moved her hand from holding mine to holding my neck, while her other hand rested on my waist. I felt her leg rise up and press itself on my side, keeping me in place while she kissed me harder.

I moved one hand to wrap around her lower back, only inches from her thick ass, feeling the material of her dress through my fingers. My other hand moved to hold her raised leg in place, feeling her soft skin. We continued to kiss each other, exploring each other. I couldn’t help myself as the sexual attraction to Natasha came flooding back to me. As a mix of our moans and lip smacking filled the kitchen, I thought that someone walked in on us, as I heard the door open and close quickly after. However, I was too invested in Natasha, holding her, feeling my growing cock in my jeans press against the denim which felt uncomfortable.

I finally pushed her away firmly, battling with myself saying it was wrong, but I wanted it. “Why did you do that?” I asked, breathing softly trying to get my breath back. She did the same, running her hand through her silky blonde hair. She looked at me and licked her lips. What she said to me made me decide what I was going to do:

“If Craig wants to fuck other women why can’t I want to be fucked by other men?”

The next few moments where a blur to me. I was too busy thinking about what was going to happen between me and Natasha. We ended up in my room, the door slammed shut. there was no noise except the thud of my body pressed against the wall of my room and the furious lip smacking and moaning of both of us. The noise of me belt beginning to be undone soon entered my ears as Natasha began to fumble with the buckle. I quickly moved my hands to the bottom of her dress, hiking it up above her thick thighs and juicy ass. I felt her underwear when I brushed my fingers across her ass as I groped her. She moaned when she felt my firm hands on her uncovered backside. Breaking the kiss to focus on getting my jeans off. She smiled as she eventually got the belt off. She quickly unzipped the fly of my trousers and dove her hands into my pants. Whilst she pulled my cock out, she pressed her lips on mine once more, jerking me off with one hand while tugging at my shirt, desperately trying to get me naked.

She was good with her hands, she jerked me in a circular motion as she pulled my foreskin back and forth, gliding it through my whole 8-inch length. She squealed lightly as I groped her had hard once I felt her cold hand on my cock. breathing heavily though her nose which brushed on my face. She backed off of me and continued to give me the hand job looking down at my solid as stone cock. She looked up and raised an eyebrow, giving a devilish and irresistible smile as she slowly sank to her knees. I couldn’t believe that I was about to receive head from one of my closest friends. I felt precum begin to slowly seep out of my head while she got so close, I could feel her warm and heavy breath on it.

She looked up at me as she planted a wet kiss on the side of my dick, sending pleasure up my body, the hairs on my arms and legs began to stand up once she began to bob her head back and fourth on my cock, she sucked slowly and methodically, eyes closed and head moving in slow fluid motions as she sucked deeper and deeper. I felt her moans vibrate on my shaft as my knees got weak. Her fingers brushed on my balls while her other hand was wrapped around the base of my shaft. Throwing my head back I groaned loudly, not caring if my floor mates heard what was going on. She smiled and came deneme bonusu veren siteler up for air, sliding her hand gracefully around my shaft lathering her spit around every part of it. She chuckled lustfully, grinning at my reactions to her amazing hand job.

“You better have protection.” She said hopefully. I knew I did, they were in the bottom desk drawer which I put the box in a few weeks ago. I recall getting them from a class mate who thought it would be funny to get me condoms on my 21st birthday, almost 2 months before this night with Natasha. I nodded to her without saying word, speechless at how good she was. I was glad that she stopped, as I would have come in her mouth at any moment. She rose to her feet and flipped her heels off. She moved to the bed, pulling me by my cock to stand in front of her. Whilst I stood there she began to hold the dress which was pulled up to her waist by me and raise it over herself her lower body was revealed to me, large tits springing out of her clothed prison. She smiled as she dropped the dress onto the floor next to my feet.

Natasha laid on my bed, taking her underwear off quickly and leaving them next to her. She massaged one of her large breasts and began to rub her pussy. It took me no more than a few moments to get the box of condoms out and to pull one out to roll onto my cock. She watched me as I rolled the condom over my shaft moaning as she continued to rub herself for pleasure. I joined her on the bed, taking my shirt off as I knelt on the bed between her legs. She looked up at me lustfully as I pushed my cock inside her. My friend moaned loudly, bracing her hand on the pillow beside her head as I pushed in. A grin curled on her face as she let herself be lost in the fucking. I began to thrust into her, grunting as I pushed inside her. She was tight, and felt amazing even though my cock was coated in the rubber of the condom I could feel how good fucking her felt. I continued to fuck Natasha as she arched her back and cried with pleasure in a high pitch tone. She shivered as her orgasm erupted in her, gasping for air as I pushed balls deep into her.

“Fuck XXX!” She moaned as she laid there watching her pussy get fucked by a cock which belonged to someone other than her boyfriend. She leaned her head back onto the pillow as she closed her eyes. I moaned as I felt myself cum hard into the rubber, slowing down once I felt the bliss of an orgasm overtake me.

Panting filled the small en suite room. I laid next to Natasha as she turned over and rested her head on my chest. We stayed silent as the post orgasmic bliss overtook us both. She looked down at my cock between my legs, muttering that I was bigger than Craig. Looking up she kissed my neck rubbing what was left of her lipstick on my neck whilst most of it rubbed off on my cock after the mind blowing head she kindly gave me.

“My purse is still in the kitchen…” She said quietly, hooking her leg over my waist and wrapping her arm around me, holding me there. I agreed as I remembered that she had left it on the table when she approached me.

She sighed loudly before slowly sliding her body off of mine. Reaching for her underwear. I looked at her, unable to know why this happened. She looked over at me and smiled contently as she began to slip on her dress. She adjusted her hair by running her fingers through her hair to make it look less messy from the sex. She looked over at me.

“I’d better go…” She muttered as she took my jeans and passed them to me. I got dressed quickly, I didn’t know if she was watching me change. The trip down to the lobby was filled with an awkward silence. I rested my hands in my pockets while she clutched her purse. I could smell her strong alluring perfume on my clothing which made my heart beat a little quicker. As we got to the lobby, I quickly signed Natasha out. As I opened the door for her, I finally plucked up the courage to speak.

“What happens now?” I asked.

“I dunno…I just need to go home and think ok? I’ll text you later…” She looked up and me and smiled, giving me one last kiss on the cheek before leaving the building. I let her leave as I watched her walk off. Seeing her nice ass move as she turned the corner.

She didn’t text me later. In fact, she stayed quiet for a few weeks. Ignoring my calls and only answering my texts with short answers. I felt bad, felt that I betrayed our friendship by allowing myself to let what happened happen. This wasn’t the last time Natasha and I got intimate, but this will be explained at a later date.

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