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I Miss Your Dick Already

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As usual, I didn’t plan this nor was it expected. All I did was say yes to a friend who asked me if I wanted to go for a beer. Even though it was a Friday night, I hadn’t planned on going out. I was tired, long week, and I’d been out both nights the weekend before and paid dearly for that. For starters, my old lady gave me hell for it, and on top of that, I hadn’t made the wisest decisions when it came to sobriety.

Anyway, my buddy and I didn’t decide to go anywhere special. We intentionally made our way to the local dive bar where we could presumably have a beer and catch up. Did I mention it was early? Like 8 p.m. – far from when the rowdies come out to play.

We slouched down in our chairs across from each other and poured a couple pints from a pitcher we bought. A couple of gulps in we started talking. Mostly nonsense. Chatted about girls we knew and worked with. Joked about how they’d look naked or what we thought they did in bed. Talked hockey for a bit, then another friend joined. He plunked down a pitcher as well and poured us another round. I could feel us all collectively starting to pick up a bit. The beer was tasting good and the bar was getting busier by a trickle.

I was pouring my third pint when my friend gave me a little look. Barely perceptible. More like a flash in his eyes than a direct, communicable look. I stroked my chin in response and raised an eyebrow. He raised one back. My phone was out on the table. I strummed my fingers across it. My friend nodded. I nodded. We both nodded in unison.

“Excuse me gents,” I said, standing up. I picked up my phone, just about walked away, turned back, slammed my entire third pint, and headed for the door.

I wasn’t gone long. Twenty minutes later I was back in my chair, the fourth pint already poured, and looking quite pleased with myself.

Everyone looked at me.

“The eagle has landed,” I said.

We all shot out of our seats, out the door and into a nearby alley. We found a little nook a block away and jammed ourselves in there. The space had a little window with a broad ledge for a sill. I rested my phone in there and sprinkled out a little mound of coke which I busted up and chalked into a series of lines. Someone handed me a tightly rolled-up bill and a proceeded to honk back two of the lines, one for each nostril.

“Mama Mia,” I said and made way for everyone else.

I strolled into the alley. Inhaled deep then exhaled slowly. The rush was coming up my spine and into my head – fast.

My buddy clapped me on the back.

“Feelin’ good?” he asked.

I looked at him incredulously.

“Let’s get back to the bar,” I said, and we were off!

The only thing that changed when we got back was us. We were wired. Right out of it. Buzzing.

I wanted to talk.

I wanted more beer.

I wanted another line.

I wanted a girl.

I wanted my dick sucked.

I took a deep breath.

“I’ll grab the next round,” I said and went to the bar to line up.

I stood there, looking around, trying not to grind my jaw. I nodded to someone I knew, then again to someone else. While I was waiting the bar door opened and in walked one of my girlfriends’ friends – one of the hot ones. Better lay low I thought, waiting for the initial coke rush to subside.

I got to the front of the line, finally, and was jammed up there with a bunch of other people waiting desperately to get served. I could feel someone to my right staring at me. I know that because they turned their whole body away from the bar and faced me. I didn’t look, didn’t engage, but I could feel their eyes on me. I could tell it was a female. Eventually, I got tired of not getting served and turned to the female stranger to see if I was imagining things – I wasn’t. To my right was an obviously drunk slightly older woman just plain staring at me. She had the obvious look of having spent the last few hours drinking. She looked tired.

“Hi,” I said, smiling politely.

She gave me a flat look, almost like she was unimpressed. “Wanna’ make out?” she asked.

Interesting. I looked her up and down. Fuckable, I thought.

“Why not?” I said and whisked her outside.

We swiftly passed the growing lineup outside and ducked down a staircase that was between the bar and an adjacent apartment building. It went down to two doors lit with porch lights and decorated with fragrant potted plants. I had no idea this cozy little space existed.

I looked my catch up and down shamelessly, letting my hand slide down the middle of her back to her ass cheek. I didn’t squeeze, just pulled her in, tilted her head and locked lips with her.

Now, I want to be clear about something. I don’t know everything but I do know this – I’m a great kisser. I know the ebb and flow of kissing, the rhythm and syncing required. The give and take. When to press, when to release. The right balance between sensual and raunchy.

After I don’t know how long I pulled away expertly, leaving her well ravished. Lipstick rubbed out, face flushed, breathing Çayyolu escort heavy.

“Wow,” she said. “You’re a good kisser.”

I brought her back in for more, fondling her breast now. While we were synced up in our rhythm I unbuckled my pants and freed my hard dick. Flopped it right out and brought her body back in, angling her hips so her cunt rubbed up against my warm prick.

She was caught off guard by it, broke the kiss and looked down.

“Holy shit – you don’t fuck around,” she said, backing up to get a full view.

Another thing I know? My dick looks good. I’ve said it before – not small, not huge. Good size and good girth. The 36-C of dick sizes.

“Touch it,” I dared her.

She immediately reached out and wrapped her fingers around my meaty shaft.

“Oh,” she said approvingly, still staring at it, “Very nice,” she smirked.

We continued making out while she tugged at my dick. She broke off the kiss but kept her face pressed against mine.

“I haven’t touched another man’s penis in 8 years,” she breathed into my face, grunting faintly as she continued pumping me.

I leaned back but kept my hips thrust out so she could continue jerking me. My pre-cum was building up on the end of prick and made a wet, kissing sound with every pump of her fist. My mouth was slightly open and my eyes lidded, obviously enjoying her hard work.

“Where’s your husband then?” I asked, not worried. I’ve been blown, jerked, sucked and fucked by plenty of bimbos in open relationships.

Her grip on my cock got a lot firmer, and she began tugging harder to the point of pain.

“My husband,” she spat, “Fucking. Cheated. On. Me.”

She was beating my dick hard at this point, hurting me, but I liked it. Her raw emotion was making my dick ache.

“You’re arm getting tired?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she panted.

“Good,” I said.

“Uh-huh,” she replied, smirking, pumping my prick up and down. “You gonna’ use me tonight?” she asked, “take advantage of my fucked up emotional state and use me like a trashy whore?” Her tone was feral. She was speaking through gritted teeth and a clenched jaw.

“I’m gonna’ fuck you up,” I promised.

She smiled wildly at that, with a glitter of crazy in her eye – a real live wire.

“We can’t go to my place,” she said, “my husband is home.”

“No worries,” I began, “let’s go to mine, my girr – roommate is out of town!” I looked to see if she caught that slip. She turned slowly away, smiling, pulling me along behind her by my cock.

“We can’t fuck, ok?” she said over her shoulder, “I’m not there yet, but I will suck your dick. Can you face-fuck me? I’ve always wanted to try it.”

“How’s your gag reflex?” I asked.

“It’s there,” she said.

I smirked. “Can I put my dick away while we walk?”

She let go of my stiff penis.

“If you have to.”

The walk back to mine was fast. When we got in the door she went right over to the couch, pulled my shirt off and admired my body.

I took her sweater and bra off. Her tits sprang out and were perfect despite her age.

“Nice tits,” I said.

She looked down at herself then looked at me with visible disdain, unbuckled my belt, undid my pants and ordered me out of them.

When she saw my dick it was all she could focus on. She sat me down on the couch, dropped to her knees and grabbed my prick. Slowly she pulled back my foreskin to reveal the shiny, pre-cum soaked head of my cock and gave it a wet kiss.

“I want you to use me,” she said, head down, speaking directly to my dick.

I knew what she wanted. With one hand I grabbed a mess of her hair from the back of her head and jerked it back.

“Open your mouth and stick your tongue out,” I commanded.

She immediately obeyed. I made sure my dick was planted indiscriminately along the length of her face and then spat loudly into her open mouth.

She wasn’t expecting that.

“Swallow,” I stated.

She obeyed again, looking bewildered with herself.

“Suck,” I said.

She snapped to and began furiously bobbing her head and mouth up and down my swollen prick.

I leaned back, admiring her work.

“Good bitch,” I said, encouraging her.

She popped my dick loudly out of her mouth

“Don’t call me a bitch,” she said seriously, still jerking me, “I’m not into that.”

I brought her face up to mine and kissed her tenderly, pressing my dick between her tits. We started making out, loud and wet. Her breathing was heavy.

“If you’re not a bitch,” I asked gently, “are you a slut?”

She broke away from the kiss and looked at me – hair dishevelled, makeup smeared, tits hanging out, pre-cum at the corners of her mouth.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“That’s right,” I said, repositioning myself so my erect prick was right back in her face “a cock sucking slut.”

She opened her mouth and looked me in the eyes, swallowing the head for my penis.

I jammed my prick into her cheek, stretching her mouth and lips to their limits. She Cebeci escort looked ridiculous. I continued to indiscriminately jam my cock into her face at my leisure.

“Sorry for calling you a bitch,” I panted, thrusting in and out of her mouth hole.

“I wouldn’t want you to feel disrespected.”

I punctuated that line by pulling out of her mouth and slapping her across the face with my shiny, spit-covered dong.

“No ma’am, not a dignified woman like yourself.”

I briefly let up on the dick-smacking so she could get a word in edgewise, but continued to jerk myself in her face.

“You are a fucking asshole,” she stated.

“You can leave anytime,” I replied.

She stared at me from the ground defiantly.

I lifted my dick out of the way and presented my balls to her. Without asking she started licking my sack up and down with big, wide strokes of her tongue.

“Spit on them.”

She contorted her face and spat a frothy white glob that smeared across both nuts, then proceeded to suck each ball individually, popping each one in and out of her mouth loudly. Her lips and chin were shiny with spit and the smell of well-sucked dick permeated the air.

For no reason I was struck by the urge to grab her by the hair with both hands and smear her entire face up and down my cock and balls, grinding her nose deep into the area at the base of my shaft where dick met sack. I did this for a long time.

“Yessss!” I said, her nose buried deep in my crotch, “Good fucking girl.” I wiped her face up the length of my cock and roughly released her. She reeled away, panting heavily, completely dishevelled and fucked up.

“Holy shit,” she gasped, “I’ve -never- let a man treat me like this. Not. Ever.”

She was trying to compose herself. Fix her hair, and wipe away the pre-cum from the corners of her mouth.

I was leaning completely back on the couch, arrogantly chewing gum I swapped out of her mouth during the makeout session. My prick was fully erect, swollen and meaty, my balls hanging loosely below. I was nowhere near finished.

“Yeah,” I said, “and you’re a little surprised how much you like it aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she whispered, staring at my dick.

I snapped my fingers and pointed to my cock.

“Back on it.”

She moved slowly as if hypnotized, back to her place on her knees in front of my dick. Reaching out with one hand she firmly grasped me at the base of my shaft, opened her mouth and moved her head slowly, mouth a-gape, until she swallowed the head of my hard prick.

She bobbed her head up and down hungrily, methodically snaking her tongue down my shaft between bobs and gulps, licking the drool that escaped her lips, cleaning me as she went.

I jerked her head bacAs usual, I didn’t plan this nor was it expected. All I did was say yes to a friend who asked me if I wanted to go for a beer. Even though it was a Friday night, I hadn’t planned on going out. I was tired, long week, and I’d been out both nights the weekend before and paid dearly for that. For starters, my old lady gave me hell for it, and on top of that, I hadn’t made the wisest decisions when it came to sobriety.

Anyway, my buddy and I didn’t decide to go anywhere special. We intentionally made our way to the local dive bar where we could presumably have a beer and catch up. Did I mention it was early? Like 8 p.m. – far from when the rowdies come out to play.

We slouched down in our chairs across from each other and poured a couple pints from a pitcher we bought. A couple of gulps in we started talking. Mostly nonsense. Chatted about girls we knew and worked with. Joked about how they’d look naked or what we thought they did in bed. Talked hockey for a bit, then another friend joined. He plunked down a pitcher as well and poured us another round. I could feel us all collectively starting to pick up a bit. The beer was tasting good and the bar was getting busier by a trickle.

I was pouring my third pint when my friend gave me a little look. Barely perceptible. More like a flash in his eyes than a direct, communicable look. I stroked my chin in response and raised an eyebrow. He raised one back. My phone was out on the table. I strummed my fingers across it. My friend nodded. I nodded. We both nodded in unison.

“Excuse me gents,” I said, standing up. I picked up my phone, just about walked away, turned back, slammed my entire third pint, and headed for the door.

I wasn’t gone long. Twenty minutes later I was back in my chair, the fourth pint already poured, and looking quite pleased with myself.

Everyone looked at me.

“The eagle has landed,” I said.

We all shot out of our seats, out the door and into a nearby alley. We found a little nook a block away and jammed ourselves in there. The space had a little window with a broad ledge for a sill. I rested my phone in there and sprinkled out a little mound of coke which I busted up and chalked into a series of lines. Someone handed me a tightly rolled-up bill and a proceeded to honk Çukurambar escort back two of the lines, one for each nostril.

“Mama Mia,” I said and made way for everyone else.

I strolled into the alley. Inhaled deep then exhaled slowly. The rush was coming up my spine and into my head – fast.

My buddy clapped me on the back.

“Feelin’ good?” he asked.

I looked at him incredulously.

“Let’s get back to the bar,” I said, and we were off!

The only thing that changed when we got back was us. We were wired. Right out of it. Buzzing.

I wanted to talk.

I wanted more beer.

I wanted another line.

I wanted a girl.

I wanted my dick sucked.

I took a deep breath.

“I’ll grab the next round,” I said and went to the bar to line up.

I stood there, looking around, trying not to grind my jaw. I nodded to someone I knew, then again to someone else. While I was waiting the bar door opened and in walked one of my girlfriends’ friends – one of the hot ones. Better lay low I thought, waiting for the initial coke rush to subside.

I got to the front of the line, finally, and was jammed up there with a bunch of other people waiting desperately to get served. I could feel someone to my right staring at me. I know that because they turned their whole body away from the bar and faced me. I didn’t look, didn’t engage, but I could feel their eyes on me. I could tell it was a female. Eventually, I got tired of not getting served and turned to the female stranger to see if I was imagining things – I wasn’t. To my right was an obviously drunk slightly older woman just plain staring at me. She had the obvious look of having spent the last few hours drinking. She looked tired.

“Hi,” I said, smiling politely.

She gave me a flat look, almost like she was unimpressed. “Wanna’ make out?” she asked.

Interesting. I looked her up and down. Fuckable, I thought.

“Why not?” I said and whisked her outside.

We swiftly passed the growing lineup outside and ducked down a staircase that was between the bar and an adjacent apartment building. It went down to two doors lit with porch lights and decorated with fragrant potted plants. I had no idea this cozy little space existed.

I looked my catch up and down shamelessly, letting my hand slide down the middle of her back to her ass cheek. I didn’t squeeze, just pulled her in, tilted her head and locked lips with her.

Now, I want to be clear about something. I don’t know everything but I do know this – I’m a great kisser. I know the ebb and flow of kissing, the rhythm and syncing required. The give and take. When to press, when to release. The right balance between sensual and raunchy.

After I don’t know how long I pulled away expertly, leaving her well ravished. Lipstick rubbed out, face flushed, breathing heavy.

“Wow,” she said. “You’re a good kisser.”

I brought her back in for more, fondling her breast now. While we were synced up in our rhythm I unbuckled my pants and freed my hard dick. Flopped it right out and brought her body back in, angling her hips so her cunt rubbed up against my warm prick.

She was caught off guard by it, broke the kiss and looked down.

“Holy shit – you don’t fuck around,” she said, backing up to get a full view.

Another thing I know? My dick looks good. I’ve said it before – not small, not huge. Good size and good girth. The 36-C of dick sizes.

“Touch it,” I dared her.

She immediately reached out and wrapped her fingers around my meaty shaft.

“Oh,” she said approvingly, still staring at it, “Very nice,” she smirked.

We continued making out while she tugged at my dick. She broke off the kiss but kept her face pressed against mine.

“I haven’t touched another man’s penis in 8 years,” she breathed into my face, grunting faintly as she continued pumping me.

I leaned back but kept my hips thrust out so she could continue jerking me. My pre-cum was building up on the end of prick and made a wet, kissing sound with every pump of her fist. My mouth was slightly open and my eyes lidded, obviously enjoying her hard work.

“Where’s your husband then?” I asked, not worried. I’ve been blown, jerked, sucked and fucked by plenty of bimbos in open relationships.

Her grip on my cock got a lot firmer, and she began tugging harder to the point of pain.

“My husband,” she spat, “Fucking. Cheated. On. Me.”

She was beating my dick hard at this point, hurting me, but I liked it. Her raw emotion was making my dick ache.

“You’re arm getting tired?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she panted.

“Good,” I said.

“Uh-huh,” she replied, smirking, pumping my prick up and down. “You gonna’ use me tonight?” she asked, “take advantage of my fucked up emotional state and use me like a trashy whore?” Her tone was feral. She was speaking through gritted teeth and a clenched jaw.

“I’m gonna’ fuck you up,” I promised.

She smiled wildly at that, with a glitter of crazy in her eye – a real live wire.

“We can’t go to my place,” she said, “my husband is home.”

“No worries,” I began, “let’s go to mine, my girr – roommate is out of town!” I looked to see if she caught that slip. She turned slowly away, smiling, pulling me along behind her by my cock.

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Hi my love. I see you on your computer, so hard at work getting all of your business documents and work estimates lined up. You are so diligent in your work and I love you so much and appreciate all that you do for our family. It makes my heart burst with pride and I so want to just grab you and kiss you right now.

But…you are working. I know that you’ve never gotten mad at me when I have interrupted your work, but I know when I see that certain ‘hard at work’ look on your face to give you space.

Like right this moment. Alternating between looking at the screen and typing. Babe, I wanna go and hug you and kiss you, but I am busy myself. I’m looking at some hotwife website that I found. I’d never heard of the term ‘hotwife’ until I stumbled on this site. The idea intrigued me.

Oh…I forgot to mention. I learned about this site from…ummm…YOU.

DO I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION?

As you know, our bedroom and home office are a hallway apart, with a clear view of one room from the other. Late one evening, you had dozed off in front of the pc. I was going to ask you to come to bed, but instead I went to grab a blanket for you. As I entered our home office to cover you with a blanket (you look so cuute snuggled up with a blanky!), I turned to look at your screen and I saw some porn pics. Guys and girls having sex. Not surprising and not a shock since we both enjoy watching couples porn and of course my favorite, romantic comedies. You know what I call rom-coms…panty wetters. Anyways, I laughed to myself and wished you were awake so that I could give you a relaxing blowjob to ease your work stress…just the way you like it. You know how I twist my hands on the shaft while the tip is in my mouth? And my tongue twirling in circles as I taste your delicious cock? Mmm yes, just like that…

Anyhow, as you were covered up I turned to exit the room but then stopped. I leaned over the desk and took hold of the mouse, then scrolled up. The website said ‘hotwife’. And…had stories to go with the pics! I was curious, Beşevler escort to say the least. I memorized the website and went back to our bedroom and typed it into my phone. And so I read. And read. And babe, I…I…mmm…it got me hot. My kitty was wet as I read about a man sharing his wife with other men, and the first question in my mind was, ‘Who?’ Meaning, who could I, or we, possibly find?

The answer wasn’t hard, at least for me. You see, babe, there is this guy at work who has been coming on to me for a few months now. Subtle hints, some double talk, I’ve ignored it, but now…knowing that you like this…hmm…and he is really cute. And about 3 years younger than us. He is muscled like you. And..he has tattoos, unlike you. You know how much I loooove tattoos and I’ve asked you to get one for so long…mmm and he looks so good in his slacks. Sometimes I try to take a discreet look at his crotch and look for a bulge, and I have seen it sometimes in his tighter slacks and it gets me going because his bulge his H-U-G-E and I want that cock in me and mmm…umm…okay…his name is David. I’ve mentioned him a few times. I hope you’re not mad. I don’t think you are tbh since this looks like a turn-on for you. I’ve asked him for help more than usual over the past few months…just wanting to have him near as he leans over my computer and tries to figure out a problem that I’m having. Mmm..his cologne smells so good…gets me so fuckinnnngg wettt…

DO I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION??

I wrestled with the idea in my head. It went against what marriage stands for: devotion to each other and only each other. But…he is so cute…and he has a really great smile. Ohh and his voice…so deep, just hearing it, such a deep baritone. It makes me wet just to think of hearing it but…

Anyways, I have started flirting back. You asked why I started dressing more sexy for work? Now you know. You know that red, tight dress that you love? You can see the outline of my panties it’s so tight. He loves it too Büyükesat escort and said it indirectly lol. I was in his office once as he was showing me something on his computer. I made sure to lean in, my breast pressing against his back. It was sooo electric! Confession babe: I had to go the restroom and rub my kitty I was soo hott! Makes me feel a bit guilty but I’m sure you’ll enjoy reading these words…

I’m looking at you now. So cute! Hard at work! Umm…no you are not. That ‘husband’ that you’re chatting with right now? About all the naughty things you’d like to do with your wife and another man? Babe…that’s me! Prove it, you say? Babe…you want a dick in my pussy and one in my mouth? You are so naughty! You want to see guys cumming all over me? Oh my…babe! That would be messy!! But oh so hot and I’m so wet right now. In fact, I’m rubbing my pussy as I look at you…

DO I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION??

Now that I know about your secret, I should let you in on mine. Babe…I met a guy on this hotwife site, and he said all the right things. We exchanged pics, and omg he has such a long and thick dick! I showed him a few pussy and ass pics but I told him he couldn’t see my face until we met in person. Babe…he begged for a face pic after seeing my pussy and ass! You know how I keep my kitty nice and trimmed? Mmm yes, he loved that. And my big round ass…what’s not to love?? And..he has been begging to get together. I held off and kept telling him no.

But…he can be very persuasive. And he’s very good-looking. Tall with dark hair. I tried holding it back, but I couldn’t. Remember that day when I told you I was going to meet my girlfriend at the mall for some shopping? Well…confession…I met H-I-M. We were just going to get a coffee, but as soon as I saw him in person, I just melted. He could have fucked me in the coffee shop and I would have let it happen he is so hot!

Umm…don’t be mad. In fact, I know that you’re not mad. You are most likely a bit panicked, but hard as a rock Çankaya escort as you read this. And you’re probably wondering if I’m mad. If this is some sort of revenge thing. Babe…no. This is our little secret. I know that it turns you on. I was surprised myself at how much it turned me on, speaking honestly. I felt a bit guilty at first…me fucking or flirting with other guys. I thought long and hard (no pun intended!) about this before taking the risk. We literally ordered a coffee and just walked out. I followed him and he pulled in to a hotel. He got a room. I went into the room and..

DO I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION??

Mmm babe…he kissed me all over! You know how my neck is my weak spot? And the back of my shoulders? Well, I had told him about that and he went straight for it! He is such a good kisser and his lips were all over my neck and back…gets me tingly just writing this! His hands were all over my body and they felt so strong and firm as he caressed my breasts…mmm…and his hands moved down to my ass and he grabbed them and babe, baby, my kitty was ready for some strange dick. I wanted to feel his hard cock in me…I wanted to feel someone else’s cum in me, shooting deep in me, so hot thinking about it. But I wanted to taste him. I pulled his pants down and his cock sprang out at me. So long and thick! I had to have it in my mouth! I started sucking on him then I did it just the way you like it: tip in my mouth and my hands are twisting along the shaft. He loved it too! So much so that, babe, he pushed me down onto his dick and I gagged lol!

I’m looking at you again. You messaged ‘My wife is shy, she’d never do any of this. Makes it even hotter!’

Umm…babe, guess what? I’ll do it. Yes! After having one strange dick, I want more. Let’s do this love, you and I together. I’ve been using a fake ‘husband’ account on this hotwife website, but this email I’m about to send you..it is mine. Under my email. You’ll recognize my it when I send this very message to you. I love you babe!

P.S. I haven’t fucked my coworker yet…I would only let him grab my ass and tits. I’m saving it for you, so you can watch him fuck me!

I’m looking at you as I send this message and I can’t wait to see your expression! Sending this message in 3…2…1….I love you babe!

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Backseat Stepfamily: At the Hotel

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Backseat Stepfamily: At the Hotel

Summary: Some romantic and wild adventures at the hotel in Dallas.

Note 1: Dedicated to Breezy who inspired this wicked multi-chaptered story.

Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven for editing.

Note 3: This is part two. In part one, the main character Aaron won’t ever get into a car, because he is still dealing with his trauma from a major accident back when he was eleven, which resulted in his Mom dying while with himself seriously injured, he watched helplessly. The solution for his present-day family’s two-day road trip… his stepsister uses his hands on her nylons to distract him, which leads to a variety of stepsibling sex acts occurring in the backseat of the SUV. His seemingly oblivious Dad ignores them, but his perceptive stepmom encourages them all the way. Eventually there are a few revelations, including that the father had planned all of this ongoing hanky panky, the stepmom and stepdaughter had been intimate with each other in the recent past, and an unexpected romance develops between Aaron and his hot stepsister. As they near Dallas, where they’ll be stopping for the night, Aaron flamboyantly gives his virginity to his stepsister in broad daylight with various cars passing them, this time with both parents cheering them on.

Part two follows directly after the end of part 1.

Backseat Stepfamily: At the Hotel

We arrived at the hotel, grabbed our suitcases, and headed inside.

I asked Dad, as we waited behind another man to check in, while the girls went to find a bathroom, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, kind of. I’m still processing everything.”

“So you didn’t know what Mom and Nicki were doing?”

“No,” he said, “although in retrospect, I missed lots of hints.”

“Oh.”

“But since we’re not keeping any secrets from each other anymore,” he said, “I can tell you that LeAnn loves roleplaying. We’ve role-played with a couple girls in their upper teens, where we pretended that a blonde we picked up at a Hooters was my incestuous daughter, and another time we picked up a hot black girl at a pub, and role-played she was LeAnn’s sexy daughter.”

“Oh,” I repeated, not knowing what else to say.

“Yeah, the roleplaying is really hot,” he admitted, “but…”

“…but in real life, it’s different,” I finished his sentence.

“Yeah,” he said, but then he chuckled awkwardly and added, “but what happened this afternoon was really fucking hot!”

“It really was,” I agreed, although it hadn’t been my wife breaking through boundaries. I wondered how he felt about his wife briefly sucking my dick an hour ago… but I wasn’t about to ask.

Dad checked us in and he handed me a key, grinning playfully. “You’re sharing your room with your new girlfriend.”

“Thanks for setting this up,” I said, still in awe that Dad was acting as my erotic Cupid.

“You deserve it,” he said.

“Deserve what?” LeAnn asked, joining the conversation with her usual boisterous tone.

“Dad’s saying I deserve your daughter,” I said.

“You bet your ass you do,” Nicki agreed, hooking an arm around me. “Take me to bed, baby.”

“Call room service if you get hungry,” Dad said.

“Will do,” I said.

“There’s no ‘if’ about it… I’m going to make him very hungry,” Nicki assured us, as we headed towards the elevator.

Five minutes later we were in our room, our parents in the room next to ours… and we even had adjoining doors… although they were both locked for now.

Two minutes after that, we were both naked only about a foot away from the door to the hallway, and Nicki was on her knees sucking my dick. “God, I love this big white dick,” she purred, as she stroked it and licked the shaft.

“And I’m a big fan of your dick-sucking lips,” I complimented, as she took me deep inside her mouth… and into her throat.

“Mmmmmmmm,” she purred.

After a couple minutes, she slithered her tongue down my hard shaft and purred, “I couldn’t give these guys any attention in the vehicle.”

She then sucked one of my balls into her mouth.

“Oh that feels nice,” I moaned. In my many fantasies, I’d never put any thought into someone sucking my balls… but going forward, I’d be able to remember it happening.

“Mmmmmmmm,” she purred again, sounding so hot!

She went back and forth between my balls for a couple minutes, as I just watched with relaxed enjoyment… while thinking I might be the luckiest guy in the world.

Eventually, she slithered her tongue back up my shaft.

“Get up here,” I ordered, pulling her up next to me, and kissing her passionately.

For a couple minutes, we kissed.

Our tongues danced in each other’s mouths.

Our hands roamed hither and thither across each other’s bodies with no points of interest out of bounds.

The sudden freedom offered by this private room, no risk of being discovered, and our having all the time in the world, allowed us to explore each other in much Bahçelievler escort more authentic ways.

I broke the kiss eventually, took her hand, and led her to the bed.

“And what, may I ask…” she began, as I shoved her onto the bed, “…do you expect us to do here?”

As I spread her legs apart and crawled between them, my hands gliding up her nylon-clad legs, I told her, “I’m going to do what I’ve wanted to do ever since you gave me that first taste of yourself from your finger.”

“Mmmmmm,” she purred, as I leaned down and kissed her inner left thigh… while my hands continued roaming all over her legs. “Do you fancy some warm, lip-smacking chocolate pie?”

“I do,” I said, “I’ve been craving more of that tasty snack directly from the source all day.”

“Then snack on it, baby,” she offered, as I continued splattering kisses on the insides of her thighs, and meandering closer to her pussy. “I guarantee my chocolate pie will be fresh and piping hot anytime you want it!”

“Recently I’ve often gotten hungry for some reason,” I said playfully, as I reached my destination, and I finally took an up-close-and-personal look at it. I’d watched a lot of porn and seen a lot of pussies on my laptop, but this opportunity to admire Nicki’s snatch live and up close, carried me into an entirely new pinnacle of lust. It was so pretty, so inviting, and its scent drew me in like a moth to a flame.

“I like to ensure that my man is always well fed,” she moaned, as I explored the intimate valley between her very wet pussy lips… the taste even more authentic and raw directly from the source, instead of just from her fingers.

“God, you taste so good,” I said, since it’s important for a woman to know she tastes good. According to my online reading, many women were self-conscious about their scent and smell.

“Do I smell good too?” she asked a bit nervously, as her hand went to my head, and she rolled her fingers through my hair.

“Yes, of course you smell amazing,” I said, inhaling her exotic scent. “Sexy and erotic. Chanel No. 5 pales in comparison!”

“Good answer,” she moaned, as I wiggled my tongue like the letter Z up and down, down and up, which I’d read about online somewhere.

“So fragrant,” I repeated, in awe of her aroma, her taste, and the crazy and wonderful experience that I was actually eating my stepsister’s pussy!

“Oh, yes, don’t stop,” she moaned, my virgin pussy-eating tongue really working her pussy over.

“I won’t stop until you come,” I promised, dying to make her come, and dying to taste her pussy cum when she did.

“Mmmmmm, I love a man who’s willing to eat pussy,” she moaned.

“I’ll eat it anytime you want,” I said, meaning it. I’d do anything for her.

“I’ll hold you to that,” she moaned, as her hand went to my head and shoved my face firmly against her pussy.

I understood from that she was getting close, so I sucked her clit between my lips.

“Oh, yes! Suck on my clit, baby,” Nicki moaned, lifting her ass and pressing my face as hard as possible into her pussy.

I responded like a champ, aggressively sucking on her clit and flicking my tongue against it.

“Oh, yes! Oh yes, don’t stop! No, don’t stop! Right there, right there, right fuuuuuuucking there!!” she screamed, as her orgasm gushed out of her, flooding my hungry lips, tongue and face.

She held my face against her pussy throughout her orgasm while I lapped up as much of her delicious cum as I could reach… experiencing a triumphal adrenaline rush from getting her off with only my lips and tongue.

Finally, she collapsed back onto the bed and let go of my head. I grinned as I joked, “Did you come yet?”

“So hard,” she gasped, gazing up at me with love in her eyes.

“I wasn’t sure,” I quipped with a sly smile.

“You brat,” she said. “How did you get so good at that?”

“Reading articles and watching lesbian porn,” I revealed my trade secrets.

“Well, your home schooling paid off,” she said. “I’ll give you an A.”

“Only an A? Not an A Plus?”

“You’ll always have some wiggle room for improvement.”

“Then I’ll need some written feedback, so I can earn that A Plus at some time in the distant future,” I said with mock discouragement, my dick still rock hard.

“Well, eating my asshole, fingering my butt, and finger banging my pussy while you’re eating me until I erupt come to mind,” she said wickedly, making my fully erect dick flinch.

“Noted,” I acknowledged, while I mimed writing a note on my palm; and in actuality, all three of those wicked ideas were now filed away inside my head.

“But my most immediate feedback for you, is why the fuck isn’t my pussy stuffed with your dick yet?” she post scripted, as she rubbed both of her stockinged feet up and down on my chest, which felt amazing.

“That’s an excellent question,” I approved, but then did absolutely nothing, while I luxuriated in her soft, sensual, stocking-feet chest massage for a few more moments.

“Well? I need an answer,” she snapped with Balgat escort mock impatience.

“I’m sorry. But there’s this heavenly black angel giving me a chest massage right now, so I’m unable to move a muscle.”

“Is she using her feet?”

“Yes, and those massages are the best kind.”

“Agreed. Then how do you like this foot massage?” she asked, applying her feet to my dick and starting to stroke.

“Oh, I like that very much,” I groaned, as her nylon-clad soles worked in unison, stroking my dick.

“Mmmmmm,” she purred, “your dick is so fucking hard!”

“Only because of you.”

“And it looks so sexy between my nylon feet.”

“Does it ever,” I approved, mesmerised by her perfectly manicured toes gliding back and forth along the length of my dick.

“Ordinarily I’d do this until you came all over my feet, baby,” Nicki said, “but right now I need to be fucked good and hard. Do you think you can do that for me?”

“Yes, I believe that I can,” I conceded, leisurely getting between her legs and gliding my hands along her silky… sheer… nylons. I sighed.

“Then get that fucking dick inside my fucking pussy right fucking now!” she demanded suddenly.

“Yes, ma’am! Right away, ma’am!” Sometimes my stepsister didn’t have much patience. So whenever she needed dick, she needed it right away!

“From now on, I expect you to give it to me whenever I want it.”

“And that’s what you’ll always get… pronto,” I agreed, as I slid my dick into her pussy and leaned forward so my head was directly above hers, and I was looking downwards into her eyes.

“That means anytime and anyplace,” she moaned, as my big dick slid deep inside her.

“I think we’ve already established that,” I said. We’d already had sex in the car of course, but also near a hiking trail, even though that time had been coitus interruptus.

“I’ll push you to your limits,” she added, as she wrapped her legs around me, leaned up and kissed me… and then for a few minutes we kissed tenderly, while I slowly fucked my hot stepsister… this time more like lovemaking than fucking.

Breaking our long kiss, Nicki said, “You know I’m really crazy about you.”

“Then fair’s fair, because I’m utterly intoxicated and captivated by you, Nicki,” I responded, gazing into her eyes with utter love.

“You’re so sweet,” she said with a loving smile, that made my heart flutter with birdsong.

“I mean it, you’re the most beautiful woman I know, and not just physically,” I said, continuing to deliver heartfelt compliments.

My sweet words seemed to set her entire body alight with need, and she responded, spreading her legs wide apart, “Then stud, show me your adoration by giving me the hard fucking I need from you right now.”

“As you wish,” I said, reaching for her ankles and pulling them way up and together in a position I’d read about in some erotic story.

“Ohhh,” she moaned, “I love a man who takes what he wants from me.”

“What I want is to fuck you in every position conceivable,” I replied as I began pumping my dick in and out from a different angle, making it feel that I was going deeper inside her.

“Oh, yes! That’s it, slide that big dick all the way inside my pussy!” she moaned, as I leaned my shoulders against her stockinged legs. From there, I could smell her sweaty, nylon-clad feet… so impulsively, I extended my tongue, and licked one of her sweet, sweaty, stocking-clad soles.

“Oh, you nasty boy!” she moaned. “Do you like the taste of my sweaty soles?”

“I love them,” I said sincerely. I was in awe of how salty sweet they were, and I felt instantly intoxicated. I considered her silky sheer stockings to be the plate that was perfectly presenting this salty, sweaty, homemade, chocolate snack for my edification.

“Then they’ll always be available, since I’ll wear nylons for you every day,” she said.

“You will?” I asked, as my tongue tasted the sweat on every inch of this first sole.

“Yes, even during the hot as fuck days like today, and in runners even, so I can really get my feet sweaty for my lover.” Then, “That would be you,” she added playfully.

“Ohhhhh, that sounds delicious… and scrumptious,” I moaned, both because of the taste I was sampling right now, and the idea of more of it in the future. Plus, for some reason, the idea of her feet sweating in heels… or runners… all day, was enhancing my excitement.

“Yeah. I’ll do anything to keep you happy, baby,” Nicki said.

“Ditto,” I said, as I advanced to her other… not yet worshipped… silky sole, while I kept pumping my dick in her pussy.

“That feels so good, baby,” she moaned.

“Which?” I asked, “the fucking, or the foot worshipping?”

“Both,” she said, “they both feel sooooo good!”

“Good,” I said, “because I love doing both.”

I continued pumping my dick into her pussy, while bathing every square inch of her silky sheer foot.

“Oh, yes! Fuck me! Pound your slut with your big dick!” a hungry, urgent-sounding, begging voice sang out from the adjoining Batıkent escort room next door.

“I guess they’ve made up,” Nicki giggled.

“It sure sounds like it,” I laughed. Then I ordered her, exercising a masculinity I’d never had prior to this outrageous, life-changing day, “Get onto all fours.”

“Mmmmmm, is that so you can pound me from behind, baby?” she asked playfully.

And then a new voice: “Oh, God baby, your dick feels so good inside my pussy!” my stepmother moaned loudly from the room next door.

“I think she wanted us to hear that,” Nicki observed, as she rolled over and got onto her knees… and reached for a pillow to lean down and rest her head on.

“Do you find that as hot as I do?” I asked, as I got behind her.

“You bet! My Mom is lots of fun to listen to.”

“She is quite animated,” I agreed, as I slid my dick into her pussy from behind.

“Oh, yes! Harder, baby! I’ve been so fucking horny all day from watching those naughty kids,” LeAnn declared.

“Seeeeeee?” Nicki moaned as I filled her up, “she wants us to listen to them fucking.”

“Then maybe it’s time for us to put on our own show,” I suggested.

“Mmmmmm, intriguing. What do you have in mind?” she asked while I rested deep inside her.

“Go and stand near the adjoining door, facing the wall,” I ordered.

“Oooh, I like it,” she grinned and left my dick behind, even though I’d only been inside her pussy for a few seconds.

She stood up, as LeAnn moaned, “Watching your son fucking my daughter was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen!”

“I’ll bet,” Dad replied. Now that I was near the wall, I could hear his voice too, but just barely.

“Hands on the wall,” I ordered. But then, standing behind her, I grabbed her wrists, and actually placed them on the wall for her.

“Oh baby,” she purred. “I do love a man who takes charge.” Neither of us was speaking loudly enough to be heard through the wall… yet. We were biding our time.

“I bet you’d love to fuck my daughter,” LeAnn moaned.

“Just as much as you want to fuck my son,” Dad countered, as I slid my dick back into Nicki’s twat.

“Ooooh, yes baby, fuck me,” Nicki moaned.

“Oh, yes baby! I want to fuck your son so badly,” my stepmom declared.

“Harder, baby, fuck me with that big dick!” Nicki cried out, this time loudly, informing our parents that we’d heard them, and now we were returning the favour.

“Hear that, baby?” LeAnn moaned, “our kids are fucking too. Your son is fucking my daughter, and they want us to hear them!”

“Good for them,” Dad said.

“Oh, yes baby, slam that big dick into my pussy,” Nicki moaned loudly.

“You heard my daughter,” LeAnn moaned, “slam your big dick into my pussy too.”

“Shit,” I said, as I slammed hard into her… the sounds of our bodies slapping together adding to the excitement of our raw, erotic, kinky… and audible… fucking.

“Harder, baby! Fuck Momma harder!” LeAnn moaned. My guess was she was getting even more turned on by listening to her daughter.

“Yeah, Dad! Fuck Momma hard!” I called out through the far from soundproof wall.

“Boo, bang my baby girl so she can feel it down to her toes!” LeAnn ordered, through a loud moan.

“Fuck Momma, Daddy! Fuck her with your big white dick!” Nicki moaned, her orgasm rising rapidly.

“Oh, fuck yes!” LeAnn moaned.

I was fucking Nicki as hard as I could, and I wouldn’t last much longer.

“Yes! Baby, I’m about to come!” Nicki moaned.

“Make my baby girl come, Aaron!” LeAnn ordered through the wall.

“Yes Momma, I sure will,” I moaned back. I was about to burst too.

“Yes! Yes, oh yes! Fuuuuuck!” Nicki screamed, as her orgasm struck.

As soon as she did, I gave my own inevitable orgasm free rein, and I shot my load deep inside my sizzling hot stepsister.

“Yeeeeees!” Nicki screamed. “Fill me up!”

“Yes! Come inside my baby giiiiiiiirl!” LeAnn wailed happily, and it sounded like she was coming too.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned, as I kept pumping my load deep into my stepsister’s pussy.

“Don’t stop,” Nicki moaned, her body trembling while her own orgasm continued cascading through her.

“So good,” I groaned weakly, suddenly spent, after my intense orgasm.

“Mmmmmm,” Nicki whimpered, and she too seemed spent.

“Oh yes! I’m going to come!” LeAnn moaned loudly, before bellowing loudly enough to alert the entire hotel, “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!”

I pulled out, spun Nicki around, shoved her backwards against the wall, and kissed her thoroughly.

“Yes! Come inside me baby,” LeAnn demanded, now a bit more quietly.

Breaking our kiss, Nicki said, “I need to pee.”

“Okay,” I said, pulling her away from the wall, and helping her to stand upright.

“Oh yes!” LeAnn moaned, and I assumed Dad was depositing a load inside her.

When Nicki returned a minute later, she asked, “Wanna come shower with me?”

“Yeah. I think I will join you,” I agreed with a warm smile, and after she stripped off her stockings, we walked hand in hand towards the bathroom.

We had a lengthy shower, where we washed each other’s bodies thoroughly, although we didn’t go so far as actually having shower sex, we just enjoyed the intimacy of lingering in the steamy shower together, thoroughly washing each other’s bodies

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I came home early to pick up a few things for an afternoon meeting at one of the houses I was showing when I noticed Benjamin’s car in the driveway.

Benjamin, my husband, was a high-profile prosecution lawyer in our city, hell, most of the state. He had never lost a case and seeing his car at home so early in the afternoon was not something I expected.

‘Maybe he’s working from home today,’ I thought to myself as I walked inside.

It didn’t take long for me to figure out what was happening. There was a smell in the air that wasn’t my perfume and sounds coming from the upstairs bedroom.

‘Thirty-Seven years,’ I thought to myself as I gained the strength to go up the stairs. I had never cheated on Benjamin, not once, not even flirted with another man.

We had been together since the last year of high school. I had been with him through everything.

Thirty-seven was the years we had been married, but we had known each other for two years before that, and now it was all getting thrown away.

I wanted to see who it was that he deemed worthy of throwing such a life away.

My eyes were in shock as I peeked into our bedroom. Fifty-five-year-old Benjamin was screwing Charlize, my best friend’s youngest daughter. Her petite body was bouncing up and down on him as she rode him hard.

I stood there in total shock, not able to move. Benjamins was fifty-five, about to turn fifty-six. Charlize had just celebrated her twentieth birthday just a few days ago. The petite blonde was riding him like he was the last bronco at the stables.

I wanted to burst in there and catch them in the act, but I remembered what Benjamin always preached, it was what they could prove, not what they saw.

I took out my phone and started recording every word, every sentence. I angled the phone just inside the doorway so they couldn’t see me.

‘Shit,’ I thought as they finally stopped.

He had just cum inside her and bragged about how he loved how she felt on top of him. Luckily for her, Benjamin could no longer produce children, or she might be pregnant. Through their talks, I realized this wasn’t the first time they had fucked in our bed.

‘Keep talking,’ I thought as I heard him talking about me and how I had become a prude in my old age.

I was turning fifty-four, and as far as I was concerned, he was the one that was becoming less sexual, I wanted more, he seemed to want less, and now I knew why. He was getting it from an outside source.

I moved into the guest room as they took a break and wandered downstairs. I took the opportunity to silence my phone and send Alexander a text letting him know something had come up and I wouldn’t make the meeting. He knew me well enough to know it had to be necessary, so he quickly responded, letting me know it was okay.

I looked onto our smart home app and saw them in the kitchen through our home cameras, I always wondered why he would delete the camera’s storage daily, he always said it was to save room for if anything happened, but now I knew it was because he was cheating.

They came back up the stairs and quickly resumed. If Benjamin had only looked out the living room window, he would’ve seen my car.

They continued in various positions for almost an hour before I knew I had enough evidence to damn him and his upcoming political career. I slowly made my way back downstairs and stood in the kitchen. I made sure to save all the camera activity to the cloud and what I recorded on my phone.

Another half-hour passed, and I heard them finishing up. Slowly they came downstairs and didn’t notice me standing in the kitchen behind them. As Charlize turned around to kiss my husband goodbye, she gasped loudly.

“Wrap up, it’s cold out there,” I said as I sipped on my soda.

“Ms. Hooper,” Charlize said in shock.

“After two hours, you don’t have to call me that,” I nodded.

Benjamin stared at me and then the phone on the kitchen counter.

“As well as the others,” I nodded, looking at the cameras all over the house. “Safely stored on my cloud.”

“I will take care of this,” Benjamin tried to assure Charlize.

“Sent a copy to your mom as well,” I smiled as Charlize opened the door.

“Ben!” Charlize cried as he walked her out.

I heard her sobbing as he tried to console her, but I knew it was a show. Benjamin knew he was screwed. Slowly he walked back inside and poured himself a drink at the bar.

“Two hours?” he asked as he approached me.

“Yup,” I nodded.

“Not a single word,” Benjamin asked, staring down at the phone.

“Proof, not words, remember,” I smiled.

Benjamin nodded. “Who else did you send it to?” he asked.

“All the kids, Alexander, Trevor, and Bernice,” I nodded.

“Fuck!” Benjamin yelled as he launched my phone across the kitchen.

I watched as it bounced, and the screen cracked as it landed a few feet from me.

“Can say that again, the kids were on a voice call just now,” I said, staring zuperporno.net down at it.

“Still am,” Mason said.

The rest chimed in afterwards.

Mason and Dawson were our oldest twin brothers. Then there was Debra, the middle, and Sheila, the youngest.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Benjamin shouted as he stomped on the phone until it was in tiny pieces.

The house phone rang. “Going to destroy that too?” I asked.

“See you in court!” Benjamin yelled as he stormed out of the house.

There it was, the fork in our marriage. I don’t know what I was expecting, but I at least thought he would feel something, some remorse for what he had done.

“I am fine,” I answered the phone, knowing it was Sheila.

She was my baby girl, constantly checking on her mom, and unlike the others who were in different states, Sheila didn’t leave far from home when she left.

Mason took off for the military as soon as he could sign up, which led to his dad being proud of him, but then he left before getting kicked out due to his temper. Just like Benjamin, he was prone to violence once he got mad. Now he lived with his best friend in Kansas.

Dawson was always the levelheaded one of the family and took after his father and went into law. He was a defence lawyer and lost many times. But he loved every minute of it, and I knew he was happy with his new wife, Pamela. They lived in South Carolina.

Debra was the mother hen of the group. She always knew everything about every one of them. She always checked on them and made sure everyone, especially Mason, stayed out of trouble. She married early in her late teens to her high school sweetheart Jimmy. They had three kids and lived in Florida.

Then there was the baby of the bunch, the rebel of the group. Sheila was going to a community college and not majoring in anything important, which drove Benjamin crazy.

Mason was in construction, Dawson had the law practice, Debra was a stay-at-home mom and homeschooled her kids, while Sheila had no plans for her future. She lived forty minutes away in a small apartment.

“I talked to the others, they are on their way,” Sheila said. “I am finishing here then I will come and spend the night.”

I was in no mood to turn down the company. I had spent weeks, even months, alone at home with the kids in this house, but now as the shadows crept in as the sun went down, it seemed lonely and dark.

“Thank you,” I said as I hung up.

Bernice texted me and told me she would make dinner and bring it around if I wanted to eat. I felt terrible, it was her daughter in the video I sent to her, but I was sure she felt just as immoral because her daughter ruined my marriage.

I was surprisingly not mad at Charlize. After all, she wasn’t the home wrecker. She was just along for the ride. I was angry at Benjamin. He could have told me he wasn’t happy in the marriage, and I would have given him the divorce. Now I was going to fight him tooth and nail.

Sheila eventually came around, and I was glad to see her blonde hair walk through the door. Sheila was smiling at me. I had talked to the others while she was on the way over.

“You’re going to be single,” Sheila said as she put her coat away.

“Don’t,” I said as I sat on the couch.

“A hot Gilf, hot on the prowl,” Sheila said as she jumped on the couch next to me. “Or are you going to be a cougar?”

“A what and what the hell is a Gilf?” I asked.

“Grandma I would like to fuck,” Sheila said, shaking her head at me. “And a cougar is a female that goes after younger males, for partners.”

“No and definitely not,” I said, shaking my head. “Let’s get through the divorce before you start planning to take me out and show me around,” I said as I looked at her.

I had no plans of jumping back into the dating pool. If things went as I thought they would, I wouldn’t need to work, but I knew I wouldn’t want to be like one of those women who stayed home and did nothing.

The conversation continued, but eventually, I got tired and headed to the upstairs guestroom to go to bed. I couldn’t lie in my bed knowing what I knew. Benjamin and his twenty-year-old mistress’s images were still stuck in my head.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I woke up to the sounds of all my children in the house. I knew I shouldn’t think of them as children anymore. They were all full-grown adults with their own lives and own problems.

I got up and headed downstairs to meet them.

Even though Mason and Dawson were twin brothers, you couldn’t tell by looking at them, it would take a few glances to see the resemblance, but most people thought they were brothers, but never twins.

Mason was slightly taller than Dawson, and he was a gym rat, always in the gym, ate perfectly, and it showed. He was muscular all over and had the body of a bodybuilder.

While Dawson was the opposite, he loved his carbs and sweets. So he was round, in all the wrong places. He wasn’t overly anal porno obese, but he was trending in that direction if he didn’t start to reign on his bad habits.

They both had brown mousey hair. Mason cut his short, while Dawson liked growing his out.

Then there was Debra, who was the spitting image of me. Dark brown hair, plump in every way. We weren’t fat or chubby, just as the saying went, very thick in all the right places. She was the same height as me at five-eight.

Sheila was the odd duck; there were times after she was born that Benjamin had thought I had cheated on him. What a crock of shit that was, now. Sheila had blonde hair and was more an athlete than a gym rat. She liked to run, play football, basketball, and hockey.

Sheila wanted to play every sport there was, and she was good at it. None of the boys could keep up with her once she got started. She was also naturally tanned, another thing none of us had. We were all pale as ghosts.

It wasn’t until we looked further into Benjamin’s family that we saw the resemblance to a great grandmother who was Sicilian. That’s when he stopped saying that Sheila wasn’t his daughter.

Benjamin was hardly ever active in their lives, except for Mason. The day Mason left for the military, Benjamin was ecstatic now; the two barely talked, and I guessed that would only worsen.

“You okay?” Debra asked as I entered the living room.

“Yes, got cheated on, didn’t get into a wreck,” I said, sitting on the couch.

“We know, it’s just so sudden,” Dawson said.

“Sudden, my ass, Ben has been acting up the moment we all left,” Mason said from his standing position by the window.

“He’s not coming back,” I shook my head. “And if he did you’re not allowed to hit him,” I said, looking at Mason. “Any of you,” I said, looking over at Sheila.

“I wasn’t going to hit him, just knee him in the nuts,” Sheila smiled.

“Both of those are the same thing,” Dawson said. “I already started getting a case together.”

“You will lose,” I said as I looked at Dawson. “You’re on a winning streak, don’t jeopardize it on this, I can handle your father.”

“You sure?” Dawson asked.

“Absolutely, I have been dealing with him for a long time, I know how to beat him,” I nodded. “Speaking of which,” I said as the home phone rang.

I knew it had to be him, only family members had the home phone number, and everyone else was here.

“We need to talk,” Benjamin said.

“Asshole!” Sheila shouted.

“They are all there?” Benjamin asked.

“Yup, I wouldn’t show your face up here, unless you want Mason’s fists hitting it,” I said.

“Agreed,” Benjamin said. He knew his son, and even though I told him not to, Mason would definitely hit his father.

“The usual place?” I asked.

“In an hour?” Benjamin asked.

“I just got up, make it two,” I nodded.

“Okay, see you then,” I said as I hung up.

“We are coming with you,” Debra said as they stood next to me.

“Seriously, I am fine,” I nodded. “I was taken back and now the reality of my situation has hit me and I am fine, these things happen.”

It took a bit more to put it through to them, but they all said they would be here when I got back, and they were a phone call away.

I got ready to go, making sure I wasn’t wearing anything that would give Benjamin a hint that I wanted to stay any longer than needed.

I walked out to my car and saw Sheila sitting inside. I sighed as I got in, “I should have known,’ I said as I started it up.

“Spare key, remember?” Sheila said, dangling the spare key in her fingers.

“You snuck out,” I nodded.

“Please, I have been sneaking out of that house since I was fourteen,” Sheila smiled.

I knew better than to argue with her. She was my baby girl, after all. Even when she was a child, she clung to my legs when I walked around the house. With the others, the first day of school was a chore to get them to leave for Sheila it was an absolute nightmare. She screamed and hollered. It sounded like I was torturing the poor child.

I did nothing different with her, some kids are physically bonded to a parent, and that was my Sheila. I didn’t mind these days as she was more of a best friend than most of my other friends.

I pulled up to our spot, a hole in the wall breakfast place. It looked like a dump from the outside, but it served the best bagel sandwiches in the city.

“You’re not coming inside,” I said as I put my foot down.

“I have a good view of him from here,” Sheila said, patting her hip.

“You are not going to shoot your father,” I said, shaking my head.

“Depends on him,” Sheila smiled.

I shook my head and walked inside. Benjamin was sitting in our usual spot, and the place was empty, which was never a thing.

“How much?” I asked as I sat down across from him.

“More than they make in a day,” Benjamin said as he looked at me.

“Gabriel,” I smiled as the bedava porno owner came over. “Double it, he can afford it, and it’s a Friday, you should have asked for a lot more,” I said.

Benjamin’s eyes went wide.

“I can leave, Sheila’s in the car and well she patted her hip, so you know what that means,” I said as I looked over at Benjamin.

“Fine, double it,” Benjamin sighed.

“Now we can talk,” I nodded.

Gabriel had been in business here longer than most of the others. We first came here the morning after our honeymoon was over and have been coming ever since.

“Out of all of them, the liberal is the one that carries her gun everywhere,” Benjamin shook his head.

“Mason doesn’t need to carry, no one will start a fight with him,” I smiled. “Dawson, well Dawson lives in a fantasy world where calories don’t add to your weight, Debra leaves hers in the car, her husband is the one that brings it everywhere, and Sheila takes after her mum, she just owns a lot more than I do,” I smiled.

Gabriel brought out our usual and then went back behind the scenes leaving us alone.

“What will it take?” Benjamin asked.

“For all of it to disappear, we have a quiet divorce and I keep my mouth shut?” I asked.

“And the kids,” Benjamin stated.

“Ha, good luck with that,” I shook my head. “Debra is a stay-at-home mom with more social media friends than most teenagers, I am sure that video is trending as we speak.”

“Fuck me, why did you have to send it to them?” Benjamin asked.

“Never leave your proof in one hand, spread it around to make sure it’s…..” I started to say.

Benjamin slammed his hand on the table. “Will you stop quoting me?”

“Chest,” I said as I smiled at him.

“What?” Benjamin asked before looking down at the red dot on his chest.

“She’s a really good shot, but you did teach her, so you know that,” I said calmly, eating.

Benjamin slowly nodded, and the dot went away. “She would, wouldn’t she?” Benjamin asked.

“You remember that first day of school?” I asked.

Benjamin nodded.

“To answer your question, it’s simple, take back the feeling I had walking in and seeing my husband having sex with someone more than half my age, take that image out of my head, so I don’t see it anymore and then find me a place in the house that I don’t hear the names you called me while fucking your mistress, do all that and we can talk,” I nodded.

Benjamin looked down at his plate. “I can’t do any of that, and ….”

“Don’t,” I said, shaking my head. “You’re not sorry, you’re upset and angry that you got caught and now it could jeopardize your political career. What Stanley told you do get ahead of this before it gets out?”

I mentioned the mayor’s name as he was the one that publicly stood behind Benjamin as he announced his run for politics.

“If this gets out it will ruin me,” Benjamin said.

“No, it will help you,” I said, standing up. “You will be like all the other politicians, corrupt, immoral and inept of keeping promises. You want this to go away, you shouldn’t have stuck your cock up a twenty-year old’s ass.”

Benjamin shook his head.

“I also got that part on the video also, she is quite vocal with a cock up her ass,” I said as I put a flash drive on the table. “Sharing evidence with you. That has everything on it, incase you want to see what you look like from a different angle.”

“I didn’t intend to hurt you, that is the truth,” Benjamin said as he quickly held my hand.

“Charlize is twenty years old,” I said, looking down at him. “You held her in your arms the day they brought her home, when Martin left Bernice, you promised her, you would help take care of them, did you have those thoughts when you were changing her as a baby?”

“Come on, that’s sick!” Benjamin said.

“Well, that’s what I see when I look at her,” I said.

“Alison, you’re blowing this way out of proportion,” Benjamin said, shaking his head.

“Oh, blowing, that’s on the video as well,” I smiled. “Seems that she does a much better job of blowing your cock, than when she blew on that breathalyzer test a few weeks after she got her driving licence.”

“Okay,” Benjamin said as he stood up. “I can see you can’t have a civil conversation.”

Benjamin stormed past me as he headed for the door.

“Her favorite color was dark green because it matched the color of your car, she was ten at that time!” I yelled at him as he opened the door.

Sheila walked inside as I sat back down. “You, okay?” she asked as she sat across from me.

I shook my head. I was putting on a strong face, but inside I was crumbling. “How can I face him in court?”

“You’ve stood up to him many times,” Sheila said.

I nodded as I wiped my eyes. “Thanks for coming,” I nodded.

“We will all be there, with you,” Sheila nodded. “Dawson could….”

“Benjamin would have a field day with Dawson,” I shook my head. “It has to be me, no one else will step foot in a courtroom against your father, and he knows it.”

“You do know all of his quotes,” Sheila laughed.

I laughed along with her. “They really do work,” I smiled as we got up. “Make sure he pays you for the full day!” I said to Gabriel as we left.

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Yanıma inip şortumu çıkardı, ve yarağımın başına bir öpücük kondurdu. Daha sonra bana dönerek ?Deneyelim? dedi ve deliler gibi oral seks yapmaya başladı. Bugüne kadar çok kıza oral seks yaptırmıştım ama hiç birisi bu kadar istekli yalamamıştı. Deliler gibi yalıyor ve eliyle de masturbasyon yaptırıyordu. Az sonra ağzına boşaldım ve tüm döllerimi yuttu. Birer sigara yaktık ve bitene kadar hiç konuşmadık. Sigara biter bitmez bacak arasına daldırdım kafamı. Pamuklu, beyaz, önünde çiçek şeklinde küçük bir danteli olan külotunun üzerinden kadınlığını yalamaya başladım. Yaklaşık 3-4 dakika böyle devam ettikten sonra külotunu diz kapaklarına kadar sıyırıp bacaklarını omzuma alıp amının tamamına seri ve sert dil darbeleri atmaya başladım. Belini bir yılan gibi kullanıyor, kıvırıyordu. Beyaz, sperm gibi akıntısı ağzıma gelmişti. Ona göstererek bende onun akıntısını yuttum. Daha sonra yukarı çıkıp geceliğinin yakasını sıyırıp göğüslerini öpüp okşamaya başladım. 1-2 dakika da böyle geçtikten sonra kasıklarım patlama noktasındaydı. Şortumu sıyırıp bir hamlede ve sertçe içine girdim. Nefes nefese ve son hızla içine girip çıkıyordum. Ve birden içine patladım. Üzerine yığıldım kaldım bir süre. Hamile kalabilirdi. Akşam hallederim ben dedi ve gece yine ikna edip dayımla birlikte olmuş ve içine boşaltmış. Tatilden sonra konuştuğumuzda kürtaj olduğunu söyledi ama benden mi dayımdan mı belli değil. Bize gelecekler bu sıralarda. Bakalım o zaman ne olacak.

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Selam adım Osman, benim yaşadığım bu hikaye başımdan geçtiğinde daha 21 yaşındaydım. Okula Düsseldorfta gittiğim için yengemlerde kalıyordum. Abim sürücü olduğu için genelde yurt dışına gidip gelirdi, ayda bir 3-4 günlüğüne bile eve uğrardı. Yengem şunca leziz bir bayandır, alımlı, güzel ve çekicidir. O zamanlar yengem 24 yaşında idi. Tam 3 döl doğurmuştu, ama banamısın dememişti. Yengemin çok kalburüstü üzeri hatları var. Gören her erkeğin arzulayacağı bir hatun yani. Yengem yardımıyla okuldan eve evden de okula revan birisi olmuştum. O zamanlar neyin ne olduğu tam bilmiyordum, amma yengeme olan tutkum beni eve hapsediyordu, evden çıkmaz olmuştum. Yengemin evin içindeki rahat giyinmeleri, konuşmaları ise benim devir geçtikçe yengeme daha da bağ duymama illet oluyordu. Bir tarih yengem evde halı yıkayacaktı, bana “biraz geç gel.” demişti. Bense aksine er gittim. Eve geldiğimde yengem halıları yıkıyordu. Üfff be gözlerime inanamadım, üzerine askılı bir tisort, altında da eksik tayt vardı. Yengem normalde tutuk bir bayandır, ilk kez yengemi bu şekilde görmüştüm ve hayli hoşuma gitmişti. O anda hisettiğim bir şey henüz vardı, benim silah buna tek kalmamıştı. Yengem, “Sana geç gel demedim mi?” dedi, ben seda çıkarmadım. “Neyse, bana yardım ten ozaman.” dedi. Başladık yengemle yanında halı yıkamaya. Yengem her eğildiğinde, eğin tarafında isem kalçasına, önde isem göğüslerine bakıyordum. Yengem bunu farketti ve gülerek “Fazla bakma olmadık yerlere!” dedi. O an kötü utanmış ve kızarmıştım… ertesi devir Cumartesiydi ve ben gene evdeydim. Yengem, “Osman ben banyoya giriyorum, yıkanacam, yeğenini bile yıkayacam.” dedi. “Tamam yenge.” dedim. Yengem yeğenimle yan yana banyoya girdi. Aradan 15 dakika geçmeden yengem bana “Osman…” diyerek seslendi. “Buyur yenge?” dedim. Yengem, “Ordan bir çaput getir.” dedi. Bezi aldım gittim, “Getirdim Yenge.” dedim, kapıda bekliyordum. Yengem, “İçeri gir, yeğenin ortalığı batırdı, bezle sil ve çöpe koy.” dedi. Ben şaşırdım, gireyim mi, girmeyim mi, sanarak öyle 2 saniye falanca bekleyip açtım banyonun kapısını. Yengem çırıl çıplaktı, yüz dönmüş, eliye “Bak köşede…” zuperporno.net sanarak sim ediyordu. Gözlerimi yengemin emcek uçlarından alamamıştım. Yengem parafin tenli, sarışın bir hatun olmasına karşın göğüs uçları bir zetin tanesi denli siyahtı. gani etkilenmiştim o an. Yengem, “Orayı temizle…” dedi. Ben arıtmak için eğildiğimde de gözlerimi yengemden alamıyordum. Yengemin kalçaları, baldırları mükemmeldi… Ben yerleri temizlerken, yengem, “Senin bu yeğenin her yere dışkı yapıyor…” diyerek gülümseme etti. Ben dediği yeri temizledim ve çıktım, salonda televizyon alıcısı seyretmeye başladım. amma aklım yengemde kalmıştı, yengemin açık hali birtürlü gözlerimin önünden gitmiyordu. Derken yengem yine seslendi, bu sefer yeğenimi almamı istedi. Banyoya girdiğimde yengemin yüzü bana dönüktü. Gözlerim yengemin amına takılmıştı. Yengem amına baktığımı farketti ve “Hiç görmedin mi?” dedi. Ben sersemleşerek, “Neyi yenge?” deyince, parmağıyla (amını) bel etti, ve gülerek, “Bunu!” dedi. “Hayır görmedim yenge…” dedim. “Bak gördün işte, şimdi düzen yeğenini de çık!” dedi. gine şunca utanmıştım. Yeğenimi alıp çıktım banyodan… kısımlar başüstüne yatma zamanı gelmişti. Ben de yengemle çocuklarla nüsha odada yatıyorduk. cümle yatağına geçti. Ben kanepede, yengemle çocuklar yerde yatıyorlardı. Ben yatakta kıvranıp duruyordum. Bunu farkeden yengem, “Osman neyin var, demin beri bir oyana bir buyana dönüp duruyorsun?” dedi. Dışarda feci bir rahmet yağıyordu, feza gürlüyordu, saka değil harbi korkuyordum. “Korkuyorum yenge.” dedim. Yengem, “Gel ozaman, handan bile çocuklarla omuz omuza yanımızda yat.” dedi. Ben, “Tamam.” deyip indim, lakin halen korkuyordum. Yengem halime bakıp, “Gel ulan yanıma, bir bile erkek olacaksın!” diye azarlayınca, yengemin yanına, yani kucağına girmiş oldum. şu denli bed bir duyguydu, hem korku, hemde yengemin banyodaki halleri aklıma geldikçe azmaya başlıyordum. Yengemin üzerinde bir ördek ile altında eşofman vardı. Yengem bana sırtını dönmüş, ben ise ona dokunamıyordum, yengemin tepkisinden korkuyordum. Bir süre geçtikten sonra yengem tam uyumaya başlamıştı ki, felek tekrar sikiş izle gürlemeye başladı. O an bir refleksle yengeme arkadan sarıldım. Yengem, “Ne evet yine?” dedi. “Korktum yenge.” dedim. Yengem güldü, “Korkacak birşey yok, yat uyu.” dedi. “Tamam.” dedim lakin öylece yengeme sarılı kaldım. Az sonra garip bir şekilde yarağımın kaltığını hisettim. Yarağım her saniye tedricen sertleşmeye başlıyordu, sertleştikçe de ben yengeme elan katı sarılıyordum. kesin yengem bunu fark etmişti, fakat nedense curcunalı çıkarmıyordu. Ben de dahada bastırmaya başlamıştım. Yengemden gene seda gelmeyince, sarılı olduğum için, elimi ilk olarak göğüslerine attım. Hafiften elimi oynatmaya, memelerini okşamaya başlamıştım ki, yengem “Hoop, ne yapıyorsun?” dedi. yalnız elimi çektim… Yengem dönerek, “Ne yaptığını sanıyorsun sen?” sanarak bağırdı. kötü korkmuştum o an, kafamı yastığa gömdüm, çav çıkartamadım. Yengem azarlamaya devam etti. “Böyle şeyler günah, ben senin yengenim…” gibi lafları dizdikçe, ben kafamı yastığa dahada gömüyordum. Yengem benim cevap vermediğimi görünce, içi cız etti herhalde, elini kafama koyarak, yumuşak bir tonda, “Neden yaptın bunu?” dedi. Ben de, “Banyoda gördüm, hoşuma gitti, kaygı ettim.” dedim. Yengem, “Ya? gani mu hoşuna gitti?” diyerek sordu. “Evet çok!” dedim. “Madem hayli hoşuna gitti, dokun istiyorsan. fakat bak yalnızca bir kere olcak, başkada olmaycak, tüm mı?” dedi. “Tamam yenge!” dedim. “Hadi dokun!” dedi. Dokunduğumda yarağım bir taş denli sertleşmişti. Yengemin memelerine dokunuyordum, okşuyordum. 3 adet doğurmasına rağmen, yengemin çok doğru göğüsleri vardı. Yengemin memelerini okşadıkça, benim silah dahada sertleşiyordu… Derken elimi badisinin içinden soktum, acıklı göğüslerindeydi, okkalı güzellerdi. “Yeğeninin yaptığı kadar onları ağzına almak, emmek istermisin?” dedi. Ben hemen badisinin altından memelerini öpmeye, emmeye başladım. Yengemin bile hoşuna gittiğini düşünüyordum. öyle 5 zaman öpüp emdikten sonra, yengem, “Yeter bu kadar, hadi yat uyu!” dedi. yalnız ben delirmiştim ve bu derece azmışken duramazdım. Yengem sırtını dönmüştü bile. olgun porno Elimi ansızın yengemin amına attım. Yengem irkildi, “Ne yapıyorsun? Bak döverim busefer seni!” dedi. Ben de, “Yenge göğüslerin üzere bir kerede orana dokunayım?” dedim. Yengem, “Orası olmaz!” dedi. Ben, “Ne olursun yenge, bir defa…” diye ısrar edince, yengem, “Tamam, amma bak birdaha birşey istersen şamarı yersin!” dedi. elden elimi yengemin amına attım. Gariptir, elimi yengemin amına atalı elan 1 zaman olmamıştı ki, boşaldım… Boşaldığımda sarsıldığım için, yengem, “Ne oldu?” sanarak sordu. Ben curcunalı edemedim. Yengem, “Azgın sapık! Boşaldın demi?” dedi ve elini şortumun içinden soktu ve cari menilerle birlikte yarağımı avuçladı. “Oooo ne lan bu? Bu yaşta bu kadar olur mu?” dedi. “Ne?” dedim. “Oğlum yaşına nazaran seninki kötü büyük!” dedi. Yengem elini çekmemişti, halen yarağım avucundaydı. Boşalmama mukabil yarağım halen dimdikti, on paralık inmemişti ve inanın yengem dokundukça dahada irileşiyordu. Yengem yarağımla oynamaya, yarağımı sıvazlamaya devam ediyordu. birden ne olduysa, yengem pijamamdan tutup, “Çıkar üstünü!” dedi. takkadak çıkardım. “Ulan neşeli şu denli azmışsın, dur seni eş kabil boşaltayım!” dedi ve yarağım
ı güzelce ovmaya başladı. Ben elimi yengemin amından çekmemiştim, hem amını hemde göğüslerini ovuyordum… Ben bile usulca yengemin üstündekileri çıkarttım. Yengem bundan sonra itiraz etmiyordu, belliydi yengem bile çıktı azmıştı. Yengemin amını öpmek istediğimde, yengem, “Hayır, orayı öpmek yok, ama gayrı birşey yapabilirsin!” dedi. Dizlerini kendine çekip, bacaklarını aralamasıyla, ben bile elden bana açtığı yerde, yani bacaklarının arasında yerimi aldım. Ben seks konusunda birşey bilmediğim için, istek komuta, ayrıca yarağım da yengemdeydi, yani elinde. Ben yengeme yanaştıkca, yengem de yarağımı amına sürtüyordu. Ben sıkı çılgın oluyordum. Yengem, “Bak buraya sokacaksın, yengeni burdan sikeceksin!” diyordu. Yengem tıpkısı zamanda zevkten inliyor, ağlar üzere sesler çıkarıyordu. Yengem sonunda yarağımı kendi eliyle amına soktu. Yengemin amının içi sımsıcaktı. Bacaklarını belime dolayarak beni kendine muhik yapıştırdı. çıktı yengemin amında gidip geliyordum. bir hayli geçmeden ikimizde ayrımsız anda boşaldık… O tün sabaha derece yengemi siktim. henüz bilahare yengem bana bildiği bilcümle sikiş pozisyonlarını öğretti ve beni tam bir er kişi yaptı…

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