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The darkness is penetrating, like being submerged in a swimming pool full of ink. It seems to fill up the pores on the skin. The brain can hardly register the complete lack of information the eyes have to offer. After a moment, it is obvious the heart is beating a bit stronger, and a light sweat has broken out as the adrenaline has been released in response to the new environment. A deep breath sounds much louder than usual.

Getting up the courage to simply move creates a new exhilaration . . . is there a wall right here, or a staircase over here, or a person nearby, or nothing at all? Reaching out feels strange as the eyes are no longer complimenting the sensation involved. It is difficult to be sure where the hands are, yet the feeling of taut fabric around the shoulders is a sure sign they are outstretched. Steps are short and tentative. The urge to laugh about how ridiculous this flailing must appear is suppressed.

After long moments of groping, the feel of wallpaper against fingertips reassures. Both hands move rapidly to the surface, and the body follows. Feeling along the wall, moving with new confidence until it is clear the spot is safe, another exhale and the body relaxes even more. An inquisitive bend reveals soft carpeting underfoot, and a tippy-toed stretch reveals a wall much higher than usual. Time to just breathe . . . and listen.

Soon it is clear there is another. Shuffling, staccato footsteps are not very far away. Direction is difficult to pinpoint as the sound is soft and seemingly coming from everywhere. Straining to hear makes figuring it out even more difficult, but not knowing is almost painful. Time to relax and remember. Remember the words on the card signed by all participants:

In agreeing to this experiment, everyone involved will abide by the following rules:
1) No audible communication at all. This includes voice, knocking on surfaces, kicking or stomping the floor, or any other form of audible “language”. Any violation will result in immediate termination of the session.
2) Although your room is being monitored for sound, no recording devices of any kind are being used or are permitted.
3) Participants may take only the clothes they are wearing into the room. All other personal effects will be stored in a safe until the completion of the session.
4) Participants are encouraged to engage in any mutually agreed-upon behavior during their session.

The footsteps are obviously getting closer, close enough that a faint hint of shallow breathing seems to accompany every third step or so. Back to the wall, the other is to the left. Closing in, but not close enough yet to touch. Not speaking out to direct them is amazingly difficult. Literally biting the tongue is the only way to keep from blurting out. Despite the uselessness of the eyes, closing them tight and wishing the other nearer seems to make perfect sense.

Suddenly a small vibration alerts the back and the brain – they are touching the same wall! The shuffling steps are quicker now, but after a brief pause, seem to be moving away. Damn it! Turning towards the left, fingers like whiskers along the wall, moving again feels almost as foreign as before – as if the brief gölhisar escort respite rinsed away the ability. But, readjusting to the sensations (or lack thereof) knocks the focus off the clues to the other. A pause confirms that they have either stopped or have moved very far away. What was initially very exciting is on the verge of becoming frustrating.

A crisp gasp accompanies the fingertips meeting along the wall suddenly and without warning. The natural tendency to recoil restarts the heartbeat and adrenaline, and is quickly complemented by an emerging, nervous smile. Reaching back out feels so natural and contains such wondrous anticipation. This time fingers bump into wrist and after a bit of fumbling, a gentle handshake is engaged. What wonderful hands – they feel so perfect as the handshake is followed by caressing and exploring. Wrists and forearms, elbows and shoulders, moving in this darkness begins to take on new comfort as bodies draw nearer.

Standing close, yet still a bit apart, the fingers begin to fill in the gaps the eyes cannot paint. Breaths come quicker again as hands go flittering over the shoulders, neck and face of one another – touching cheeks, lips and hair. Can one ‘see’ the color of another’s hair by the curls? It seems so. Can one know the shape of a smile by tracing lips with a pinky? It seems so. Can one sense the anticipation in their partner by the subtle muscles straining under the skin? Oh, yes. When a finger moving across lips is met by a gentle kiss and quick caress of the tongue, unmistakable signals are shared.

Mutual smiles are obvious as if the room was lit by the sun – there is no doubt this will be fun. An arm snakes around a lower back and gathers the other body closer. Is the skin this warm when you can see it? That seems impossible, but every exposed surface feels feverish. A hand moves up to the back of the neck, the other on the cheek, lightly pulling one face towards the other. A feathery inhale is the only clue just before lips meet and pucker against one another softly. Oh, the sensation! The brain-scrambling sensation of an eager mouth has never felt more powerful. Tongues quickly join in the revelry, passing across one another, pausing to take in the passion being communicated without a word.

The kissing is potent as hands leave their station to explore. A palm across the chest, fingers spread wide and waving across the surface of the shirt, inspires a renewed flickering of the tongue. Fingers along the back, tracing their way down to the beltline and back around to the buckle itself, inspires the mouth to lightly suck that aggressive tongue. Fingers begin to find buttons and release them from their stitched holes. A trembling tummy is exposed to the air and a shoulder sheds the last fabric that protected it. Impatience for more bare skin overwhelms as more clothing is un-tucked, yanked free and cast aside into the void.

Becoming naked seems to make the room hotter as both pause to touch what was unreachable just moments ago. The curves of the hips and butt are slowly explored. The soft skin just below the belly button writhes lightly under roaming fingertips. Thighs meet and slide gölyaka escort along one another like Teflon. The kissing begins anew. This time each mouth is open wider, each sucking motion is made with more urgency, every tongue twist beckons the other with the sharpness of a lightning bolt. Hands grasp and pull everything closer, trying to squeeze the darkness out from in between.

One mouth releases the other and begins a journey of small, soft kisses. Traveling in a random swirl across the neck, the chest, along the ribs, it slows as the lips near the tummy. Hands move to the hips, balancing the kisser as they slowly, lightly trace a hot moist tongue downward. A cheek barely brushes tender flesh as the tongue licks it’s way along the inner thigh – slowly to the knee and then across to the other leg. Up again, the warm mouth climbs – renewing it’s teasing journey. As the tongue nears the top of the leg, the hands on the hips grasp a bit tighter. Soft lips join the tongue and press themselves onto and around skin that is electric with arousal.

The moment of contact is exquisite and shocking. What delirious pleasure when the sense of touch is so engaged. The engorged skin feels incredibly thin, almost transparent, as each nerve ending screams in ecstasy. The lips are tuned clearly to the powerful response of the flesh they are pleasuring. The gyration of the hips against the movement of the mouth creates a harmonious mutual motion. There is no separation between the giver and the receiver – both are lost in the intense feelings of the other. The impending release is felt as one would see a sunrise on the horizon, aware of the approaching moment, but not yet basking in the light. Knowing – no – feeling this, a hand moves off the hip and joins in the pleasure dance.

As the involuntary cascade draws rapidly near, a hand grips the hair and one lands on a shoulder for support. The fingers are the first to feel the subtle contractions of the underlying muscles, fervently encouraging the inevitable. The pace of movement quickens. The breath comes in sharp, piercing huffs. The mouth longs for the prize it has so diligently pursued. The darkness is punctuated by sharp flashes of light, behind tightly clenched eyelids. The whole body seems to stretch out like a guitar string as the passion spikes. Hot, fluid rapture crashes across quivering lips, tongue and fingers. Knees buckle and twist while wave after wave of potent, rippling joy rewards the mouth that coaxed them forth. The only thing keeping voice from tearing the cover off the darkness are tightly clenched teeth and the desire to stay in this moment. Incredible.

Embracing tightly, trembling hands on lightly misted skin, the vibration of happiness passes between with clarity. Slow, moist, deep kisses keep the passion lit in the dark. Not spent, but rather energized by such powerful sensations, the roles are traded. One, whose mouth was previously gasping in outrageous stimulation, is stirring fresh passion in the sensual center of the other. Longing to ensure gratification at least as pointed as just experienced, hands and mouth indulge lustfully, intensely. Sizzling skin is teased, pressed, pulled and görele escort made slick with saliva. Upon feeling a distinct reaction to a particular spot, the concentration is narrowed. The motion is condensed and focused while the body gives itself over to the impending bliss. A few more strokes, just a few, and the emerging orgasm reveals itself. Shaking, convulsing hips and a curled back seem to squeeze the molten pleasure from flesh to mouth. The taut, rapid contractions engulf the entire body from which they emanate. A hand rises quickly to cover an emerging guttural groan – perhaps not a language, but surely communicating the contentment of the one uttering such a primal sound. The body twitches mightily before settling down into relaxation – the legs folding into a kneeling position allowing another delicious kiss to be offered. Incredible.

Leaning together the bodies lay across the soft floor, remaining entwined as their breathing evens out and their hearts beat in relaxed unison. The touching continues slowly, at first, just fingertips across reclined torsos. Movement that is like a magician trying to conjure fire from empty air. Mouths still carrying the erotic fragrance of the lover move onto one another easily. More ardent grasping follows, nipples touched, pinched and rolled, thighs kneaded and caressed. The room is silent, except the moist noises mouths are making. Quickly both are aroused again, both minds reeling at the idea of more frenzied succor. They move just far enough apart so hands can reach, touching and stroking already excited spots, setting off yet another rush of lascivious goose bumps.

Finally, the tension is too much as one pulls the other closer while rolling into a position to make their offering. Grasping in a way that leaves no doubt as to intent, the bodies touch and begin to merge. The collision is almost scalding as each absorbs the radiant lust of the other. There is no unused space, no uncomfortable angle, no adjustment to be made. Each fits the other like the last puzzle piece, completing a picture never before finished. The oscillation comes naturally, a pitch perfect symphony of abandonment to pleasure. Not only is the room dark, so is the world – except for the fuse being lit by the grinding, supple fucking.

The escalating back and forth begins to create new, wet sounds. It can’t be possible for two to be so in sync, but the mutual buttons being pushed are evident. As hips roll more fervently and legs spread even wider, each movement has a simultaneous effect on the other. Pumping and pressing to an unconscious crescendo, there are only the silent clues that let the other know their bliss is shared. The clenching of skin, the hot breath in rapid-fire, even the transcendent tingle of carnal telepathy.

Slow motion oozes across the air when the explosion begins, seemingly reducing time as the rapture amplifies. There is no silencing the response to this moment. Throats open and not even the overwhelming blackness can swallow the siren song of pure surrender. The energetic combustion saturates vibrating flesh in a shuddering and slimy culmination. No muscle is spared, every one pulses in response to the exhilaration. No energy is left unused as each collapses into the other, close to salacious exhaustion. Such is the disconnection to their environment, no notice is taken that the lights have come on and voices are ordering to pack up and get out.

There are only the blinking, bright eyes of the perfect partner.

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Street Whore Chronicles: Michele’s Story (part 1)

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Street Whore Chronicles: Michele’s Story (part 1)
Michele was raised in extreme poverty in the rural Northeastern US. Her family was traditional white trash. While she was a rather cute, petite strawberry blond she had a bit of an acne problem, wasn’t overly attractive and in addition was naive, submissive and extremely shy and quiet. Never a very good student and all but invisible socially she kind of just drifted out of school a couple of years before graduating. She was almost a nobody and basically saw herself as a nonentity. With her father long out of the picture and her mother and siblings having their own needs and struggles by the time she was 18 she found herself pushed out of the family. As a result she soon found herself in a large city close to home and on her own. Things were tough when she got there and after a couple of weeks of trying to find any means of supporting herself only to find more and more disappointment she encountered Anthony. That’s when her life took a drastic turn.
Anthony was an inner city African American pimp and a very accomplished one. Young, handsome and very smooth he was a natural pimp. Although still in his early 20’s he already had a stable of whores he pimped on the street. He specialized in young vulnerable girls like Michele and knew with one look how easy it would be to acquire her and how profitable she could be. He saw her hanging out in a park while keeping an eye on his charges and approached her with his smooth style and banter. She was like putty in his hands and soon she was headed back with him to his place. As soon as she arrived she saw there were three other young women like herself, two Caucasian and one black. Being naive, submissive and unassuming this hardly phased her. Anthony offered her a soft drink which she gladly accepted and snacks. He also sent one of the other girls (who of course were members of his stable) out for fast food, which was like manna from heaven to Michele, and before she knew it was psychologically trapped by this seeming stroke of luck. After dinner that night Anthony motioned for one of his white whores, who’s name is Brenda, to perform oral sex on him. Which of course she did. Michele witnessed this with little emotion or reaction. While naive she was very use to such behavior. Her mother and an older sister both were very loose. She had seen her mother and sister as well as a brother engage in sex many girne escort times in her presence. She was always ignored and just assumed this was another one of those times and went back to watching tv. Soon Anthony looked down at Brenda and said “strip down bitch” then looked at Michele and said “How ’bout you gettin’ neked to Michele”. Being the submissive, naive and malleable girl she was Michele got up and started removing her clothes along with Brenda. Rather then hesitate Michele was actually more surprised Anthony even took an interest in her that way, as no one else ever had. Soon both were totally nude and Anthony ordered Brenda to return to orally sucking his cock. Anthony looked at Michele and said “stand here in front of me” which of course she did. Anthony took in her body and after viewing the front he told her to turn around. He noticed that she was slim, sexy and petite with small tits sporting little hard nipples as well as a hairy blond pussy with a rather large outer labia. “I’m going to have that pussy hair removed”, he thought to himself, “this little bitch will sale really well to old perverts who have a thing for young girls”. He noticed her hips were non existent but she had a decent ass for a skinny white girl. “Yea, this little bitch will make me some money once I train her ass” he thought to himself. Telling Michele to turn around Anthony looked her in the eye and said calmly and seemingly nicely but in that subtly authoritative way he’s a master of “get down there and help her suck my dick.” Obediently she dropped to her knees beside Brenda. “Lick my nut sack Brenda, and let Michele take my dickhead in her mouth.” Brenda, of course, immediately did as he said. She had been in this situation before and knew exactly what Anthony was doing and knew the best thing for her would be to assist him as best she could. While Michele herself had no direct sexual experience outside of touching herself, which she did on an occasional basis, Michele had witnessed this act several times. So lowering her head she took Anthony’s dick in her mouth and began to give him head. She wanted desperately to make him happy as she saw him as a port in a storm. While not huge Anthony’s cock certainly wasn’t small. It measured just over 9″ and was rather thick. Michele engulfed his head and begin to suck. Soon she began to skillfully encircle his head with her gölbaşı escort tongue as she sucked on the head and instinctively reached with her hand to stroke his shaft as she sucked. Anthony liked this. “She’s sucked dick before for sure.” he thought to himself. Even though she hadn’t. What Anthony didn’t realize is that he had struck gold. For Michele was a natural born whore. It’s the only real talent she has and Anthony is about to bring that talent out in her.
Michele really got into Anthony’s cock as she pleasured his ebony sex tool. Swirling her tongue around the head as she sucked with the perfect amount of pressure and timing. Stroking the length of his shaft as she did so. “Take that dick deeper girl” said Anthony. Michele begin to go deeper and instinctively began to bob her head as she swirled and moved her tongue perfectly and continued to stroke his shaft. “Hell yea girl, fuck that Dick with your mouth!” He said. Mean while Brenda had been licking Anthony’s balls and being the seasoned well trained whore she was the combination of her and Michele began to really excite him. As his precum began to emit from the top of his cock Michele noticed the taste and found it very tasty and made her feel a sexual feeling she had never felt before. She realized that this made her feel wanted and needed and desirable. Her pussy began to itch so she reached with her free hand and began to rub her clit. The pleasure from this caused her passion and therefore the intensity and skill with which she was sucking Anthony’s dick to increase. Brenda, mean time, had stopped licking Anthony’s balls and this upset him. So with anger he reached out and backhanded her across the mouth. This was rather unusual for Anthony as he had learned damaging his goods wasn’t profitable. But Michele’s oral skills had caused him to lose focus. “Did I tell you to stop licking my balls bitch!!??!!” Anthony screamed. “Noooo……” Brenda moaned with her terrified voice. She was genuinely frightened. For even though Anthony didn’t damage his goods he had other ways of disciplining his whores which were even worse. Obediently Brenda returned to his balls but Anthony said. “Go lower, Bitch, eat my ass out and you better do it right!” Brenda immediately buried her tongue into Anthony’s asshole with gusto. Meanwhile, entranced with Anthony’s cock Michele just instinctively knew gölcük escort to not stop and she continued her expert oral pleasure of Anthony’s ebony shaft. With his balls now ignored Michele seemed to sense that they needed attention and lowered her hand from the shaft to massage and lightly pleasure his balls perfectly. As she did so she then began to engulf his entire shaft to the base as she sucked and swirled her tongue. Michele didn’t realize it but she had a mouth that was perfect for deep throating and soon she was face fucking Anthony’s Dick in a way even he hadn’t experienced before. Her pleasure began to grow also as she rubbed her clit and then began to finger herself with one then two fingers. As she did so she began to moan very sexually as she performed her oral skills on Anthony’s shaft. Brenda meantime had focused her skills dutifully on Anthony’s asshole. The combination of all this sent Anthony over the edge. Michele could feel Anthony’s large cock throb which made her even more excited and again instinctually knew to continue her actions. Soon Anthony’s cock swelled to a huge size as he felt his balls begin to strain under the pressure of the sperm fighting to release itself. Michele kept her work up and Anthony screamed in ecstasy as he shot the first stream of cum into Michele’s mouth. Michele could feel the stream of cum as it shot from his balls and up his shaft into her mouth. She had never experienced anything like this. As the steam hit the back of her throat and slid onto her taste buds Michele relished it’s sweet, salty taste. Nothing she had ever eaten or drink seemed to belong so naturally in her mouth or be so sensually enjoyable as Anthony’s cum load. No sooner did this occur however then Anthony’s balls released yet another stream and then another into Michele’s eager mouth. As her mouth filled with his seed she began to greedily swallow her well deserved reward. Anthony meanwhile had collapsed and Brenda still ate his asshole. Michele, again, instinctually knew to not release Anthony’s cock from her talented mouth but instead to begin to softly suck and clean his tool of the remaining cum. As she did so he settled in and relaxed and Michele removed her mouth form his manhood, looked him in the eye and smiled a smile she had never smiled before. “That was fun!!” She said. “Hell yea girl, sure was. You know how to suck a dick.” “Really?” She said. “Oh hell yea, ain’t you heard that before?” “No, I never sucked one before.” “What?!?!” Anthony said inquisitively “you never sucked dick before?” “No” “you lying to me girl?” “No Anthony, I would never lie to you.” “That’s good bitch, that’s good and you better not.”
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Sins of the Father: Chapter 1

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Sins of the Father (Chapter 1)

WARNING: CONTAINS INCEST. If you don’t like incest stories, you can move along without downvoting. Thank you!

NOTICE: All characters mentioned or referred to are 18 years of age or older.

Saturday Morning

From my seat on the couch, I watched Ashley come bounding down the stair steps, making enough noise to rouse the dead. I didn’t think a hundred pound girl could make that much noise. Her older and bigger brothers on the football team were lighter on their feet than her. Still, her exuberance was catchy, but I had to try and fight it off this morning, if I could. We had a rather… delicate matter… to discuss.

It wasn’t helping that she had on those tight little sleeping pants, the kind that are made of super thin cotton material. She also wore a very tight long-sleeve T-shirt; obviously, she should’ve gotten rid of it years ago. But she wouldn’t give up her Spiderman shirt for anyone, even if it was so thin that you could see the faint outlines of her nipples when they were just resting.

“Good morning Daddy!” she kissed me lightly on the cheek. “Still in that crappy old robe, I see!”

“Morning, Punkins. Coffee’s hot, and there’s muffins on the counter.”

“Mmmm that’s what woke me up!”

She puttered around for a little bit making her coffee and buttering her blueberry muffins.

“And I happen to like this robe. It’s got a lot of family history on it,” I joked half-heartedly, trying to postpone the inevitable.

She just shook her head at me as she munched her breakfast.

“Dad, I hope you didn’t have too many of these muffins. You know they have gluten in them. Hey, where is everybody?”

I sighed quietly. We were getting close. How much longer can I put this off?

“Mom just left with Marj; they went to that antique swap meet and will have lunch after. The boys have a double-header over in Claremont, sooo, it’s just us for a good part of the day.”

“Oh no! What are we going to do all day?” She laughed.

You’ll probably be sitting on your butt in your room, on restriction for the next five years.

With a big sigh, I put my tablet down, then I motioned her to the couch.

“Ash, Ashley. Come sit down, we’ve got to talk.”

“Okay Jeremy,” she replied in a deep voice, trying to mimic me. She continued the joke, “What’s the trouble, Sir. Problems with your kids?”

“Ashley, this isn’t funny. It’s very serious.”

To be fair, many times I would start a conversation like this, then inform her I had concert tickets that I didn’t know what to do with. So she was used to me goofing around.

“Okay, father.”

She still was using her imitating-dad voice. I cocked my head at her and didn’t smile.

“Sorry Daddy,” she responded in her regular voice. She sat down on the couch next to me. “What’s going on?”

Well, here goes nothing.

“Mr. Patton called me late Thursday afternoon. You know Mr. Patton?”

“Yes Daddy, he’s the principal. Sooo…”

“Yeah. So. He said… Ashley this isn’t easy for me.”

I wrung my hands, I really didn’t know where to start.

“Daddy, just say it and we will deal with it.”

I looked at her. For someone who just turned eighteen, sometimes she shows a lot of maturity.

“Alright then. Mr. Patton said that you were behind the drug store, after school.”

I watched her stiffen, and her eyes widen. So, it’s true, I thought. Her body language gave her away; there would be no way for her to lie her way out of this now.

“He said… Jesus… he said you were there with three boys who… all had their pants down.”

“Daddy I—“

“And, of course, I didn’t believe him. Not my little girl! She isn’t a slut like that!”

“Dad—”

“So then he goes on to say that the girl, Samantha, was it? I guess she’s the bitch who ratted you out. Anyway, This bitch shows him a video where you can see the boys, and a girl, with long blonde hair and a blue and gold ribbon tied in it, on her knees in front of one of them. She has her hands on his hips and her head is bobbing back and forth.”

Ashley sank back into the couch, red-faced and ashamed.

“And you can hear one of those little jack-asses holler ‘Ashley, come suck mine when you’re done with Jason’s’.”

I glared at her.

“Do you have even the slightest bit of comprehension? The slightest notion of how embarrassing this is? To me? To our family? And how dangerous this is to you?”

“Daddy, we can talk about this.”

“So you don’t even deny it?”

She looked at me.

“Daddy, we promised we could be open and honest with each other. Remember you made that promise to me: I will be honest with you and you will be honest with me. Remember?”

I hung my head. I guess I knew it was true, deep down. But I wanted there to be some reason that it could be someone else, some other Ashley. But, no. It was my daughter on the little video.

“Yeah, so what! I’m honestly very concerned about you being the Ridgemont High school slut!”

“I’m not the school slut, Daddy! These were my friends… wait, is this why you were avoiding me yesterday?”

“Yeah… I didn’t want to tell your mother. It would break her heart. Kinda like mine is breaking right now. Can you imagine if Mom picked up that call?”

“Daddy…” she reached over to hold my hand. She squeezed it tightly, I didn’t respond.

“Daddy these are my friends, I wasn’t blowing them or… sucking them off.”

“You know you could’ve been raped! You get these boys aroused like this and they could just… rape you—“

“Daddy! These are my friends, they would never do that. I wasn’t in danger…”

“You don’t know that!” I yelled.

Fuck, I need to calm down. I took a deep breath and continued.

“You… your body is outpacing your brain. You look like a full grown woman now, you know? And that makes guys think… things.”

“I know what they think about, Daddy. I think about that also. I want them thinking that about me.”

My anger began rising again. I was losing my temper, fast.

“Christ! You are the school slut! Give me your phone.”

She reluctantly handed it over.

“What’s the code?” I asked, exasperated. “And you better not change it either. From now on your phone is open to me.”

“Oh-seven-three-oh,” she quickly answered.

“Zero-seven… wait… that’s my birthday.”

“I know, Daddy.”

I opened up the ‘Pictures’ app and began scrolling. I had only swiped a couple times before I found the dick pics.

“Oh wow, a cock. And… another one… and another, fantastic… look at all these hard cocks. Different ones too…”

The anger just kept rising in me.

“Those are… just my friends. They wanted me to take their pictures. That’s what I was doing Wednesday, just taking their pictures.”

“Yeah. Uh huh.” Jesus Christ, I could feel my heart beating in my chest.

“Daddy I’m not lying! I’m… I’m still a virgin.”

“Yeah, right. Oh, this pic is interesting, a naked girl… can’t see the face but she’s naked and showing… wait… that’s your comforter, isn’t it! This naked girl is you! Isn’t it!”

I tossed the phone down on the couch. I couldn’t look anymore.

She turned away from me, but I could still see the side of her face turning a bright red.

“Yes,” she whispered. “It’s me.”

“Great, and you’re sending this picture and how many others to who, anyone who asks?”

Ashley was so smart and had so much going for her. And yet, here she was, getting naked to the world. A fucking slut.

“Daddy, it’s not like that. You see—“

“Not like that? Don’t you get it? You send out naked selfies of yourself, and they are out there forever! The internet never forgets! How can you be so… so stupid?”

Ashley glared at me. Calling her stupid was pretty mean. I knew I was losing control, but I couldn’t help it. This was my little girl, and these idiot friends of hers were leading her down a bad path…

“Daddy, these were just for Alyssa and me. That’s all! I didn’t give them to anyone else—“

“Don’t you lie to me!”

I stood up and walked to the kitchen. I tried to pour myself a cup of coffee but my hands were shaking so bad I just stopped.

I looked at her and just shouted, “Godammit!” as I smacked the wall with my open palm.

“Daddy you should calm down, this isn’t good for your blood pressure… And I wasn’t lying.”

“Calm down? Oh perfect, now you’re giving me medical and parenting advice!”

“Daddy, sit down and let’s talk. I don’t want you to be mad at me like this, like mom would.”

Oh, that’s a low blow, comparing me to her mother.

“Daddy I just… I want you to love me and accept me for who I am.”

She looked at me with those pleading eyes. They almost got to me. Then I remembered the naked picture of her, her legs wide open and her fingers inside herself.

I gritted my teeth and slapped the wall again, hard. The emotions swirling in my head were almost too much.

“Daddy, can’t we just talk about this?”

“I don’t even know what to say to you. I can’t talk to your mom. I can’t talk to Father Sarducci about this… I love you sweetheart, but you… you need to be controlled… or taught a lesson… or… I don’t even fucking know what.”

I bowed my head for a few seconds.

“I stopped spanking you when you were ten. Do you remember? The last one? I swear you broke that Beatles record on purpose.”

Ash looked at the floor.

“Yeah, maybe I did… break it on purpose, I mean.”

I looked up, shocked.

“What?” My voice was a lot louder than I intended it to be. “I was just being facetious!”

“Daddy, stop yelling. You’re overreacting, again.”

The audacity.

The audacity that she even had the gall to think I was overreacting. And then, it hit me: sudden clarity. Instead of screaming louder, my voice went lower, and I spoke in slow, menacing tones as I over-enunciated each word.

“You think I’m overreacting? You ain’t seen nothing, honey. Stand up. Get over here.”

I pointed to the end of the couch. Ash obliged, looking confused and… scared.

Good.

“Put your hands on the arm of the couch,” I hissed. “I mean Now… yes bend over!”

She looked at me funny, and kept looking at me. I could tell she wanted to say something but I’d had enough, I didn’t want to hear it.

“Look forward, and don’t talk. Just count.” Then I mumbled under my breath, “I’ll show you overreacting…”

She faced forward as I stood behind her.

“Ummm… count what?”

I moved my bare hand back about a foot and swatted her barely covered bottom.

Ashley let out a little snort that may have been a laugh and said, “One.”

“You didn’t even feel that did you?”

“Well, to be honest—“

Smack.

I could see the side of her face, she was smiling.

“Two, I guess. You didn’t even mention the thong.”

I lost it. I was trying to teach her a lesson, and here she was smirking at me. And in typical parent fashion, I thought, I’ll give you something to laugh about.

Without even thinking, I raised my hand high above my head, and brought it down swiftly.

Smack!

My hand stung a little bit from that one. Ash jumped a little and cried, “Ouch!”

My hand rested on her bottom, and just as she eeked out a little “Three”, it dawned on me what she had just said.

“Wait, you’re wearing a thong? Where the hell did you get that?”

I started feeling the small of her back and, sure enough, under her little jammie pants, I could feel the ridges of the string thong.

“I borrowed it from Alyssa. Her mom is okay with her wearing it.”

I pulled the hem of her sleeping pants away from her body so I could get a better look. And there, in shiny blue satin, lay an ultra-thin thong on my daughter’s bottom.

“The only reason anyone wears a thong,” I began in that same slow, deliberate voice I used earlier, “is to entice, or show it off to someone you want to have sex with. Who is it? One of those so-called friends? Well, it’s coming off, little missy, and it’s coming off now!”

I gripped her pajama bottoms and yanked them down to her ankles. Without even hesitating, I grabbed her thong and pulled it down also. I knew, on some level, at least, that this was wrong, this wasn’t what I should be doing. But everything about that morning just made me infinitely more angry.

I lifted Ashley’s leg so she could step out of the pants and thong. Then, I yanked them off her other leg.

“Alright, put your foot back in here… no not that one… here… why aren’t you helping me?”

“I’m trying, Daddy.”

“No gaziosmanpaşa escort you’re not, I’m trying to put your pants back on, come on!”

She stepped again on her pants, seemingly so I couldn’t get her foot back into the pant leg.

My head filled with images, memories of my little girl… breaking my record on purpose… seeing that naked picture of her… thinking of her naked with her friend… blowing those boys behind the store… spanking her a moment ago… seeing her bare ass… feeling my cock harden…

I swear to God, I saw red. I’ve heard people say that before but I thought it was bullshit. It’s not. I was so angry I saw everything through a slightly red haze. My blood pressure must’ve been sky-high.

I stood up and let loose with a rapid-fire barrage on her bottom.

Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack!

She had grown into a full-fledged woman, my daughter. And quickly, sharply, yet methodically, I spanked her hard all over her bare ass.

I breathed heavy, surveying the damage I’d done. Her bare ass began to glow a deep, radiant pink. I barely noticed Ashley had whimpered with each blow of my hand and was now gasping for breath.

“Daddy… (gasp) That’s um… seven or eight (gasp)… I think, I’m not sure.”

I took several deep breaths and regained control of myself. I was seeing normally now, the redness was gone from my sight, but not from her ass. I stood to her side her as she remained bent over, her hands on the arm of the couch. I was beginning to wonder what the fuck I’d just done.

“Yeah, ummm… you’re probably right… I guess…” I had lost track also.

She turned her head to look at me, I could see her wet eyes glistening and her disheveled, long blonde hair fell over parts of her face.

“Daddy? Do you like spanking my bare bottom?”

I followed her eyes as she lowered them, looking at my crotch… and the very noticeable bulge in my robe. I was commando under the robe, so my hard cock was sticking pretty much straight out.

“I think you do, Daddy.”

She originally had her hands on the arm of the couch so she was somewhat bent forward. Now, she lowered herself to rest on her elbows, resulting in her being bent over a full ninety degrees.

My blood boiled again at this lascivious display, and her filthy mouth. Why does she have to be such a slut?

“You said earlier you wanted honesty. Here’s some honesty for you!”

SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK…

I didn’t stop.

I spanked my girl, my baby girl, so hard, and for so long.

She screamed, she wailed, she moaned out, “Daddy!” several times. But never once did she say, “Stop.”

I slapped, smacked, and spanked her, all over her ass. I slapped her lower thighs, I slapped her cheeks, and then… I seemed to concentrate on spanking her right on her crack. And… her lower crack… and I knew that parts of my hand and fingers were slapping against her womanhood… and I watched as her tits jiggled… and I could see her nipples protruding through her shirt… and I saw her tears falling onto the couch and I thought to myself, good… and I could smell her pussy… and… and…

And I finally stopped.

I stood there, in the family room of our house, dressed in my old robe and a t-shirt, sweating like a pig with a raging hard-on… and I had my hand resting comfortably on my daughter’s bare ass.

It was hot. I mean her skin, it was hot to the touch. I gently caressed both cheeks. And somehow, my hand drifted lower. My middle finger grazed her little backdoor, and my fingers then skimmed over her sex, and it was flowing. I mean oozing. Her secretions flowed down the inside of her thighs.

And that’s when the realization set in. The realization that I had beaten my daughter, and that I was a sick fuck. I only then noticed that Ashley was full-on crying, her shoulders jumping and her eyes and nose dripping on the cushions.

“Don’t… don’t cry, Ash.”

She couldn’t answer because of her sobs, she just shook her head. She also didn’t even wipe her eyes or nose. She stayed in her bent-over position. I rubbed her with the intent to comfort her, but my hand was right in her cleft. I rubbed her sex… and she moaned as she also coated my fingers.

I swear the room spun. I stepped away from her in horror, in full revulsion of what I had done. I fell backward onto the comfy couch. My mind went a thousand miles an hour in all directions… I pictured myself alone, divorced, all my kids walking away from me as I went to prison… having sex with my daughter… getting fired from work… kissing my daughter… my wife burning all my stuff and laughing at me… my daughter sucking my cock… my sons beating me up… kissing Ash… what have I done

With my elbows on my knees, I held my head in my hands, trying not to cry. Without looking up, I managed to squeak out a few words.

“I’m sorry, Ashley. I am so sorry. I am a terrible father. I’m sorry.”

I just kept whispering,“I’m sorry.”

I knew it wouldn’t do any good. How can you “take back” something like this? You can’t, and I knew it, and I knew my life was over.

“Daddy,” Ash said through her tears. “It’s okay. I made you mad.”

“I am the worst father in the world.”

“No, you aren’t.”

“I’m so ashamed, you deserve a better father than me.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy, for acting up like I did.”

Stunned, I responded, “You have nothing to be sorry about! You just need a little guidance is all, and I…”

I raised my head at this point, she was still bent over on the couch arm, her red cheeks and dripping sex was clearly visible, too. She looked at me with her wet face and sad eyes.

“Daddy? Do you still love me?”

“Of course I do, sweetheart! More than anything!”

“Well, I need, like, a hug or something.”

Oh shit! I just left her standing there, crying, bent over and basically naked! I was so into myself I didn’t even think about her. God, I suck at parenting!

“Ash, come here, baby.”

I held my arms open wide and she practically jumped in my lap. Our arms wrapped around each other tightly, and I stroked her hair, and made little comforting “shhhhh” noises as she cried quietly, her face buried in my robe. I also said “I’m sorry” about three hundred times, in between little kisses to her head.

“Daddy,” she said, after a couple minutes.

“Yes, baby?”

“I just need you to hold me, just like this, after you spank me. Okay?”

She looked up at me with her sparkling eyes, and my heart just melted.

“Of course I will hold you, honey. But…”

I had to think for a moment. I’m pretty good with English and can write reasonably well, and she’s taking Advanced Placement English courses at school. She used an interesting tense in her last sentence.

“The way you said that, it sounded like… there will be more spankings?”

She just looked at me with those sad, soft eyes. I leaned forward and very lightly kissed her forehead. She smiled. I lightly kissed her forehead in a few more places, then a tiny kiss on her nose.

She giggled.

“Daddy, I remember these kisses! Butterfly kisses!”

“Yes!” I laughed with her. “We used to do this at your bedtime, a long time ago.”

I put more butterfly kisses on her cheeks, on her nose, on her chin.

“I thought… I thought I made it up or something. But it was real, wasn’t it? Why did you stop?”

“It was real, honey. But, you were growing up. It didn’t seem appropriate anymore.”

We looked into each other’s eyes for a few moments, then I lowered mine.

“I’m sorry for hurting you. I am supposed to protect you, but I hurt you instead.”

“No, Daddy. You were just trying to teach me.”

“Yes, I was. But I don’t know what to do.”

She lowered her head for a moment.

“Maybe I’m not a little girl anymore, but I still need my father.”

That got to me. My eyes instantly wetted, and I turned away for a few moments.

“You do? Are you sure? After what I just did?”

“Of course! You know things about me that no one else does and like, you support me and stuff.”

“I do support you, I just want you to be safe and not ruin your life.”

“I’m being safe and I’m being careful, Daddy.”

“It’s just, a father’s love for his daughter is a very special bond. And now I’ve broken it, or cracked it, at least.”

“No Daddy, you haven’t. Sometimes…” she looked away. “Sometimes I need this from you.”

“Need… what, exactly?”

Ash looked me in the eye again.

“I need you to spank me, and hold me like this afterward.”

“You do? So you were serious a minute ago?”

I sat there stunned, flabbergasted, even. It was right about then that I noticed my hand was on her upper thigh, gently massaging her bare skin. And I also became aware of her weight on my lap, on my cock.

“I can keep getting into trouble if you want me to… if it… you know… makes it easier for you…” her voice trailed off.

“No, let’s not do that.”

“I thought of having Alyssa, or one of the boys spank me, maybe.”

“No!” I blurted out, surprising myself. “It… it should be me.”

She smiled at me, and my cock got harder.

“It’s just that… well, you said it earlier… and it’s hard to repeat.”

“Tell me, Daddy. I need to know how you feel about this.”

“I… liked it. A lot.” I wiggled my body, so she rocked on me while sitting on my lap. My hard cock unmistakably pushed into her thigh. “Maybe more than I should. Definitely more than I should.”

“I liked it too,” she giggled. “It made us closer, right? It will make us even closer still.”

“Yes, it has made us closer, hasn’t it? I like that.”

“I can, like, feel the closeness.” She said with a straight face.

I snickered a little. I know she could feel my hard-on.

“And I could tell you liked it.”

“How could you tell, Daddy?”

I slipped my hand up under her thigh. She lifted herself up so my hand could slide under her. She sat back down.

“This, right here. This is so damn wet.”

“Where, Daddy?”

Oh, she likes to play coy with me.

I ran my fingers over the wet lips of her sex.

“Here, your pussy. It’s the wettest pussy I’ve ever felt.”

She opened her legs for me, and I could feel her better. Gently, I eased a finger inside her.

“Oh, you are still a virgin.”

“See? I told you. I’ve been… saving myself. Do you feel how wet I am? That’s from you spanking me, and holding me just now.”

“You’re not a little girl anymore, that’s for sure.” I paused and brushed her hair off her face with my dry hand. “But can I still call you that?”

“Yes, of course, you can. I will always be your little girl, Daddy.”

I pulled her in for a hug, a very tight one. She readjusted herself so that she now straddled my lap, facing me. Looking down, I could see a small tuft of light brown hair at the top of her pussy, I slid my hand under her and cupped her sex.

It was safe to say that all semblance of rhyme or reason had left the house at this point. I was just operating on raw emotion.

“Lean back, Daddy.”

She leaned against me as I laid back on the couch. She rubbed her perfect breasts into me, and her hair surrounded us as she began planting little butterfly kisses on my forehead, my cheeks, and my nose. It was such an intimate feeling, having her kiss me the way I used to kiss her.

I reached down and let my cock out of my old robe, and she pressed against it, rubbing it with her wet pussy.

She kissed my chin, then pulled up and looked at me, smiling.

“I love you, sweetheart,” I said as I licked my lips.

“I love you, Daddy,” she said as she closed the gap.

Our lips touched in a tender kiss, that quickly became less tender and more… hungry. My hands settled on her bare hips, just below her shirt, and I couldn’t get over how smooth she felt. Her skin felt like porcelain, it was just so tight and fresh. In that moment, all I wanted to do was squeeze her and pull her closer to me.

Our tongues met, and it felt as if a lightning bolt struck me. She must have felt it too, for Ash moaned in my mouth and slumped against me as we kissed passionately, deeply. Her hands held my neck and head, she ran her fingers through my full hair and kneaded my neck.

My hands roamed all over her tender bottom, still warm from her spanking. My middle finger settled on her little asshole, I just gently played with it as we continued kissing.

“I’m sorry for not being so affectionate lately,” I said after we came up for air. “Well, the last few years, I guess.”

“I’m sorry I embarrassed you in gelibolu escort front of the principal, Daddy. But, it was worth it. For us to get to here, I mean. Ohhhh Daddy… I like you touching me… there.”

“Me too,” I chuckled. “So uh, tell me: how often do you need a spanking? Like, once a month?”

She looked at me and shook her head, suddenly shy.

“Once a year?” I asked playfully.

“Daddy! No!” She whined, hitting my shoulder lightly.

“What about once a week, then, as a compromise.”

“Okay Daddy. Oh, so Alyssa tried shaving me yesterday, do you like it all shaved off or leaving a little bit of hair?”

“Well, I like the lips all clean for when I…” I suddenly got a little embarrassed. But I got over it. “For when I lick your pussy.”

“Well, here, tell me what you think.”

With that, she disentangled herself and stood up. Spreading her legs apart a foot or so, she placed her hands on the sides of her pussy and pulled a little bit.

“Do you like it? I think I got all the hair off from below, and I got Alyssa to make a little heart here, at the top, see?”

Yeah, I saw. I saw this gorgeous pussy that needed pounding. By me.

“It’s lovely, honey. Now let’s see how Alyssa did on the back. Turn around… good girl. Now, pull your cheeks apart for me.”

“Daddy, this is like, so naughty! Can you see? Did she miss any spots? Oh God your hands feel good… ohhh…oh Daddy…”

She purred as my tongue ran across the tender little skin of her back door.

“Has… anybody licked you here?”

Ashley seemed to have trouble speaking.

“Ummm… no… Alyssa has… omigod… rubbed me a little there… Jesus Daddy!”

I pushed my tongue into her tight asshole, stretching her out. She moaned and put one hand on the couch to steady herself and leaned forward a bit, giving me better access to her backdoor.

I grabbed my cock for a moment, God it felt so good. But I could only stroke it for a moment, under these conditions, he was on a hair-trigger. Pre-cum ran over my fingers.

“It feels… very squishy back there, Daddy. Is your tongue inside me?”

“Mm hmmm,” was all I could answer.

Damn, would I de-virginize both of my daughter’s holes this morning? That seemed like maybe a lot, have to see how it goes.

Reluctantly, I pulled me head back and Ash sort of came with me, settling back onto my lap again. We kissed for a few moments.

“You taste, ummm… interesting, Daddy.”

“I taste like you, punkins. Did you like that?”

She lowered her head but kept looking me in the eye.

“It was fucking awesome, Dad. Feel me… yes… you see?”

She took my hand and placed it on her wet vagina.

“Mmmm yes you are very turned on. But, no harm has been done yet. We can stop now and nothing has really happened. We can go back to the way we were and—”

“Daddy,” she said sharply, “I don’t want to go back to the way we were. I want you inside me, I thought you wanted that, too.”

“Ash, I do want that more than anything. I just… I want to make sure you’re okay with it.”

She looked me straight in the eye.

“Yes, I’m perfectly okay with it!”

Her giggle assured me that we were fine. Alarm bells still rang in my head, but I ignored them.

“Okay then, let’s do this properly. Stand up.”

I stood up right after she did and scooped her up in my arms. She giggled and held on tight while I carried her up the stairs to my bedroom, to my bed. The significance wasn’t lost on Ash.

“This is… yours and Mom’s bed. I always fantasized that we’d do it in my bed.”

I set one knee on the bed and laid her gently in the middle. Then I peeled down the covers of Mom’s side.

“Come on baby, get in my bed.”

She scrambled into the silky sheets, giggling. I went to the linen closet and dug deep, and managed to find a couple old brown towels from a set we didn’t use anymore. I rolled Ash over to the side, spread out the towels, then rolled her back on top of it so she was nice and centered on it. Then, I got into the bed beside her and she snuggled up to me.

“Baby girl, we’ve got to get this t-shirt off you! I’ve been dying to see what’s going on under here.”

I marveled at her lean body as she got out of her shirt in very short order. She leaned on one elbow, looking at me as I admired her form.

“Do you like my boobies, Daddy? Are they okay?”

She gently stroked her breast while I watched.

“I love them,” I whispered as I reached over and felt her firm breast in my hand. My fingers teased her pink nipple, making it harden firmly.

“Are you still a b-cup?”

“No Daddy, I moved up to a “C” last month.”

“You’ll probably be a full “D” by the time you’re done. You’re going to big bigger than Mom.”

I bent down and kissed her chest, loving how firm and pert she was. I kissed and licked across both her breasts before settling on her right one, taking that nipple fully into my mouth.

“Oh God!” she moaned as I sucked hard-on her nipple. Looking into her eyes, I went back and forth between them, alternating slowly and lovingly between sucking each of my daughter’s breasts. Her pink areolas were bigger than I expected, and her nipples were so responsive.

I could’ve stayed there the rest of the morning, but I could smell her pussy and it needed attention. I crawled on top of Ash and slowly worked my way down her abdomen, licking and kissing her taut skin and leaving a trail of saliva on her stomach.

I nuzzled my nose in her heart-shaped patch of pubic hair for a few moments, tickling both of us. She giggled, and then got suddenly serious.

“Daddy, I want your mouth on me.”

Without hesitation, I moved further down and ran the tip of my tongue along the lips of her pussy. Her clean, exquisite taste excited me even further as I tried to cover her entire sex with my mouth. I wasn’t successful, but she didn’t care. She moaned to God as my hot tongue split her petals while I searched, and explored. Finally, I sunk my tongue into her vagina.

She clamped her legs on my head as I stretched her pussy walls. I was somewhat constricted by her hymen, but I worked through it. I felt her fingernails claw into my hair and scalp as l teased her clit with my tongue. Her breath came in short gasps and moans and I could tell she was building up to a major release.

“Omigod omigod omigod!” How I loved hearing her moan that, knowing it was me who was making her feel that way.

I touched her wet little asshole with my finger just as I sucked her clit into my mouth, and she bucked and thrashed as she orgasmed. Her legs squeezed my head even harder, and she practically squirted her girl goo all on my lips and chin. Her body clenched and her pelvis rose a few inches off the mattress as her orgasm exploded through her.

Finally, she collapsed completely, breathing as if she’d just run a marathon.

I crawled up to her and she managed to kiss my face in rapid kisses between her deep breaths. She licked my face clean of her juices, seeming to love it.

We kissed like that for several minutes until she returned to normal. Her ecstatic smile and the way she hugged and kissed me… I felt like a king.

“Thank you, Daddy. That was amazing!” She has a little tear in her eye.

“You’re just charged up, but I love doing that with you.”

“Oh God I want that all the time,” she giggled. “Was I… ummm… Do I taste okay or what?”

“You taste fantastic honey, kind of like a peach.”

I reached down to her sex and wet my fingers again. She moaned at my touch. I licked my fingers again as she watched.

“And I love doing that, by the way.” I teased her a little, “You want Daddy between your legs?”

“Ohhh fuck, yes. Oh shit! I mean, I know you don’t like it when I curse—“

I covered her mouth with mine, finding her tongue with mine and sucking it into my mouth. I pulled off and spoke to her.

“In bed, or when being intimate like we are, you can say anything you want. Fuck. Pussy. Cock. Ash, I want you to feel free to express yourself, without fear of retribution. We may explore some things, sexy things, new areas, and I’m going to need your total honesty as to whether you like it or not. So, always say what you feel, okay?”

“Okay, Daddy. Well, honestly, I fucking want you inside me.”

“See? That’s excellent. If you have needs or wants, feel free to express them.” I smiled as I rose up over her. “But before we make love, I want you to get acquainted with my friend here.”

And with that, I straddled her chest, my knees in her armpits which put my cock directly in her face.

“Jesus, Daddy!” she exclaimed. “It’s huge! Should I, like, ummm, I’ve never had one in my mouth…”

I pushed forward a little bit, my guy’s mushroom head was just an inch from her mouth.

“That’s called, pre-cum, go on, give it a taste.”

Her tongue lightly touched my cock as she scooped up the drip from my cock. I watched as she tasted me.

“It’s salty… not bad or anything.”

“Grip my cock, down here, then move your hand up, yesss, that’s all for you.”

Pre-cum flowed from my cockhead as she moved her thumb up the underside, pouring directly into her mouth. She eagerly swallowed that and smiled. I reconsidered my position, seeing as it was her first time.

“Honey, I’m going to lay on my back, then you can explore at your pace… otherwise, I might just start fucking your mouth before you’re ready”

We both laughed at that as we got comfortable, her climbing on top of me.

“Yes, drag your boobs over him… yes like that… God that’s amazing… yeah, rub your nipple right along him.”

She bent down and lifted my cock up off my stomach, then looked me in the eye as she kissed the the tip and it involuntarily flexed as her hot mouth surrounded the head.

“Yesss baby… yess… oh watch the teeth, okay? You’re doing great.”

She pushed forward and got about four inches in her mouth, and immediately spat out my cock and had a minor coughing fit.

“I’m sorry, Daddy!” she whined, ashamed.

“No, honey, it’s fine! It’s okay, just go a little slower. Take your time, there’s no rush.”

She approached my cock again, going slower this time, easing him into her hot mouth, then going back and forth, up and down my steely shaft. Her hand came around and gently gripped me, moving along with her mouth.

“Oh god baby girl… push your tongue a little forward, yessssss…”

She looked up at me, and kind of giggled with me in her mouth. I smiled and held her head with one hand. I didn’t want to push her head down or anything, she was doing so well for her first time. The tingles began, so I warned her.

“Ash, if you keep doing this, I am going to cum in your mouth.”

She pulled off me for a second.

“Okay.” Then she sucked me a couple more times and said, “Let’s do that, I want to try that.”

She resumed sucking my cock, even going down a little further.

“Ash… fuck yes… I’m going to shoot this hot cum in your mouth. But don’t worry, I will get it up again.”

She sped up the pace and hummed on every downstroke.

That’s your daughter down there, giving you an amazing blowjob!

“Look… look at me baby,” I panted, very close now.

Our eyes met, I could see the lust and her need to pleasure me. My cock throbbed in her mouth as my orgasm approached, and it was coming like a freight train. My hips pumped involuntarily, Ash not only held on but gave my cockhead a swirl with her tongue. That’s all it took.

“Oh shiiiiiiiiit!” I groaned as my head flew back. Great steaming loads erupted from my cock as I convulsed on the bed. The first one I know went in her mouth, then some landed on my stomach and chest. After a few moments I looked back down to see Ash coughing and laughing.

“I’m sorry but, I didn’t expect it to be like that. I think I breathed some in.”

She laughed again as did I. Big strings of cum and saliva dripped from her mouth. She began to wipe it but I stopped her.

“Leave it, don’t use your hands. Use your mouth, we can’t have Daddy’s cum wasted, can we?”

Gently, I pulled her head down and she got the hint. She slurped up the cum off my cock and balls that had fallen out of her mouth. Then she licked my cock clean, swallowing all of it.

“Good girl… such a good girl.”

She continued licking the ropes that landed on my stomach and chest. When she got a mouthful, I stopped her from swallowing and said, “Kiss me.”

Surprised, she almost spit it out but managed to keep it in her mouth. Ash crawled up to me and kissed me gently, opening gemlik escort her mouth as she did so. Our tongues met amidst the cum and swirled it around in each other’s mouth, trying to push the cum into each other’s mouth. Eventually we both swallowed and broke the kiss.

“That was fun Daddy,” she whispered. “I think I won, though.”

“I’d call it a tie,” I smiled back at her. “Like I said, it can’t go to waste.”

“Right, I won’t let it. It tastes kind of funky but it’s you, and I love it.”

We kissed some more as she lay on me, her breasts pushing into my chest. My hands ran up and down her back, her sides, her butt cheeks.

“I love your hands on me. This is even better than I dreamed.”

I smiled at her.

“You have the softest, sexiest skin I’ve ever touched. Or maybe it’s just because it’s you, punkins. If you still want me to make you a woman, I just need a few minutes, okay?”

“Okay!” she said excitedly. “I’m ready right now, but I guess you guys need like, some re-charge time or, something?”

“Typically, yes we do!”

I rolled her over onto her back and we got her centered on the towel once again.

“So tell me something, hon. What was it like when I spanked you? How did you feel?”

“Oh gosh! Ummm, wow. I’m… at a little loss for words.. Gimme a sec, okay?”

As I lay beside her I leaned in and kissed her neck while my free hand roamed slowly over her breasts and stomach.

“Take all the time you need, hon.”

My hand drifted down to her pussy, my fingers just slipped in between her lips. I gently rubbed up and down her slit with my middle finger, being sure to graze her clit along the way.

“Oh wow that feels so nice when you touch me like that, Daddy. Okay so, like after the first couple spanks, the hard ones I mean, it’s like… it’s like my mind calmed. It hurt and I screamed and stuff, but… it’s like the pain made me focus, while at the same time I wasn’t thinking about anything except… ummm…”

She turned her head away.

“Baby you can tell me, it’s alright, little love.”

She sniffed a little and a tear ran down one eye as she turned back to me.

“It’s like, I surrendered to you and… I don’t know… I… went somewhere else, kinda. The pain seemed to recede a little bit. You controlled me and… like, you could do anything you want. I guess I wanted you to do whatever you wanted to me.

“I also felt like… well, this sounds funny, but I felt safe when you were spanking me. Like, I was protected by you, I don’t know, it’s hard to explain.”

I leaned down and kissed her softly, our lips communicating so much. I also was thinking to myself, Holy shit, she’s a submissive! She’s talking about subspace! I was already hardening again, but at this point I got fully hard.

Dude, you really, really need to tread carefully here… I’ll be sure to tread carefully… tomorrow.

“Daddy? Did I say anything wrong?”

“No sweetie, not at all.”

“You kind of went away for a moment. Are we okay?”

I crawled on top of her, settling between her legs.

“We are perfect. Now, this is going to hurt for a bit, but I’ll be as gentle as I can.”

“It’s okay, just go slow. I want you to make me a woman.”

I rubbed my cock up and down her slit.

“You’re so wet.”

“Having you in my mouth got me this wet.”

Moving my cock up and down, I found her vagina, carefully guarded by her hymen. I pushed forward until I felt it holding me back.

“I love you so much baby girl, you know that.”

“I love you, too, Daddy. Very much.”

We kissed, and I pressed with just a tiny bit of force. I felt her stiffen a little, and she stopped kissing as she grimaced.

Just do it.

I let my weight settle on her more. We looked into each other’s eyes, and she nodded. I let my weight on her more…

… and I felt it tear.

Ash cried out sharply as I punctured her. I managed to stop about halfway inside her. I braced myself and just held as still as I could, all the while feeling that sudden burst of warm fluid on my cock.

She breathed hard and tried to calm herself, but a couple tears coursed down her cheeks. She held me as I kissed her cheeks, kissed her tears, then placed butterfly kisses on her forehead, nose, and cheeks. She giggled a little and sniffed, trying to be brave.

“It’s okay, Daddy. I’m fine.”

I smiled at her.

“No hurry, baby.”

We kissed and rubbed noses for a couple more minutes. Reading her face, I could tell she was still feeling some discomfort. So I waited patiently with my cock halfway in my daughter’s pussy.

“It’s not so bad, now.”

I let myself down a fraction or two, then pulled back. She was very wet, but also just oh so tight. A little moan escaped her lips, and I pushed in a bit more. We kissed again, our lips loving each other. I kept easing myself in and out of her, gently and slowly; before long, we had some rhythm going. After a couple minutes, I’d sunk my cock completely into her.

“Ash,” I whispered as I hit bottom. “Sweetheart, you aren’t a virgin anymore.”

“Daddy, it feels incredible. I’m so… full… I don’t know how to describe it. It’s wonderful, thank you.”

She pulled me tight and kissed me hard. I pulled out of her slowly, just barely leaving the tip in. She made a little whimper, until I pushed back into her, filling her.

“Yes Daddy, yes! No wait… don’t take it out again… oh God yesss!”

We tried kissing, but we were both breathing so hard, we just kept our lips touching as we breathed through our mouths.

“Fuck me, Daddy,” she panted. “Fuck me.”

“You like my cock in you, baby? Huh? You like this?” And I slammed hard into her.

“Yes! Fuck me hard! Omigod! Yes!”

I kicked it into high gear at that point. I talked to her, but only between gasps as we were both panting so hard.

“You’re…my little slut… aren’t you?”

She swallowed hard before answering.

“Yes, Daddy… I’m yours… I’m whatever… you want.”

I worked my hands under her and cupped her ass cheeks, pulling her harder into me.

“Ohhhhhh… Fuck… Daddy!”

“You… almost there… punkins?”

“Yes… I’m… I’m… going to cum…”

I pounded her extra hard those last few strokes. It was all I could do to not cum yet, I really wanted this to be good for her but… Jesus, it was taking all my concentration.

“Oh Daddy!” She moaned in a breathless voice. “Oh Daddy oh shit Daddy it’s coming I know it is!”

“I fucking… love you… my baby… Ash… Aauuuughhhh!”

On the last downstroke I held it there, climaxing inside my little girls sweet pussy. As my throbbing cock pumped my hot semen inside her, her pussy began clenching and gripping my cock.

Ash moaned loudly, “Oh my fucking God Daddy ohhhhhhhhhh!”

Her fingernails dug into my back a little as she went over the edge with me.

My cock felt amazing, the way it always does when it swims in that extra lube of its own cum. I must’ve pumped ten squirts inside her, despite my cumming earlier. She seemed to be lost in an orgasmic state; any little movement by my cock caused her to moan and her pussy to tremble.

We played a little game: I would stop moving until she opened her eyes and looked at me, then I’d give her a few quick little fuck strokes to make her giggle and her body quiver again.

Eventually, though, I began to soften, much to our chagrin. We still held each other, and her legs wrapped around mine as we kissed little butterfly kisses, and grown-up tongue kisses, and goofy playing kisses.

“So, Daddy. I’m not trying to be mean or anything, I’m just wondering. When can you get hard again?”

I smiled at her. I didn’t take offense, she really didn’t know. I rolled off to the side, but pulled her with me. She now laid partially on her side and on my chest.

“Well, hon, I’ve cum twice in an hour, which is pretty damn good for a man of my advancing years.”

“Oh stop it! You aren’t old.”

“Well, at forty-seven I ain’t exactly no spring chicken, you know.” I smiled at her. “When I was your age I could cum five or six times a day easy. It changes, though, as the years go by. I will say, however, that being with you has reinvigorated me like I can’t believe.”

She smiled and kissed me.

“You mean, you and mom don’t, ummm… fuck like this?”

I chuckled a little.

“No, we are in a bit of a dry spell, it seems.”

“But Dad, you need to still make love to her, right?”

She twirled my chest hairs with her finger.

All I want is you, for the rest of my days… wait no that’s wrong of me… oh fuck I don’t know what to say.

“I suppose I do.”

“Do you spank her like you did me?”

I laughed.

“No baby, she doesn’t like that sort of thing.”

“Maybe you should try again?”

She dragged her fingernails across my chest, leaving traces of red marks on my skin.

“Maybe I’ll spank you again instead!”

I reached down and popped her ass, hard. Her eyes half-closed and she moaned… then she looked at me as if she hoped for more.

“Ash, I have an idea. Tuesday night is always Bunco night, right? Mom goes and plays with the girls at Marjorie’s house right after work. The boys practice till about seven or eight. And I get home at about six. But…”

She looked at me with great interest. I felt my cock twitch a little bit.

“Usually I work-from-home on Thursday’s, but what if I change it to Tuesday instead?”

She grinned ear-to-ear.

“Daddy! That’s an amazing plan! I get home about 2:45 or so, oh my God!”

“Mmmmmm no you don’t. This Tuesday, I think you’re coming down with a stomach ache, probably second period or so.”

She laughed and playfully drummed my chest with her fists. She laughed more and shook her head with excitement, sending her hair flying.

“And!” I said, trying to get her attention. “And! I’m going to see my Doc tomorrow and get some of those blue pills so I’ll be able to go all day long.”

Suddenly, she got very serious.

“Daddy? Will you… spank me again?” She looked up at me with her big doe eyes, pleading with me. She even did a little baby-talk for me, which turned me on far more than it should have. “Pwease? Spank your bad widdow girl?”

“Well now,” I started, buying some time while I tried to think of something clever. I screwed up my face a little bit, then looked down my nose at her. “You know, cutting class is definitely a serious offense, even if the reason is valid.”

“I need you,” she whispered quietly. “I need you to spank me hard, Daddy. Long and hard.”

“You won’t want to sit down at school Wednesday. Or Thursday. Maybe Friday, too.”

I looked at the clock, it was 11:30.

Shit!

We hurriedly cleaned up the bedroom, buried the bloody towels underneath the trash, and Ash showered while I raced around cleaning up the garage. We barely got done with the rest of the chores and lunch and were trying to look relaxed and normal for when the wife got home. I sat on my usual spot on the couch and had my work laptop out as if I was doing something.

Ash had just made a pitcher of iced-tea when I got a text from the wife: Marj and I going to a movie, okay? Home about six. The boys are going to coaches house for a swim-bbq party. Love you both!

I thought to myself, Five hours, she won’t be home for five hours!

I read the text aloud to Ashley. She stopped stirring the tea, setting the spoon down on the counter.

Wordlessly, she walked over and stood in front of me, the coffee table separating us. She crossed her arms over her T-shirt and, grabbing the hem, pulled it up and off herself. She unhooked her bra and set it in the coffee table. In one fluid motion, she lowered her shorts and panties and stood before me, stark naked.

“I have a confession, Daddy. I spilled some sugar while making the tea and… well… I didn’t clean it up.”

With that, she stepped around the table as I set the laptop down. I watched her as she crawled over my legs, and laid face down across my lap.

Her scent arose from between her legs, and her still-pink ass cheeks beckoned me. She opened her legs a little and stuck her ass up in the air.

I raised my hand high, then brought it down swiftly and firmly. A loud Crack! resounded throughout the room.

Ash let out a combination grunt/moan, then collected herself.

“One.”

My left hand molested her breast, squeezing her roughly while my right hand rubbed the cheek I just hit. My fingers slipped to her pussy, only to find some new secretions beginning.

My cock stiffened, and I raised my hand again.

**********************

End of Chapter One

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The Teachers Summer Vacation

He was a new teacher at the high school, (he was young, hung and single) and all the girls thought he was dreamy. Because he was able to teach both chemistry and several math classes he had gotten the job of his choice. I was a very upscale suburban area and it was close to the small tract of woods he had with the cabin he was building. It was a very modest log cabin but he had some interesting additions. There was a solar outdoor shower and a wood fired sauna. Down the hill was a small one acre pond. The property was forested mostly by evergreens.

The entire year at school had been very trying, not because of the work load but because the fact that every one of the girls in his classes was head over heel in love with him. They would giggle coming into class and giggle going out. There were love notes in his books and desk and once when he bent over in a crowed hall someone grabbed his ass. Every one of his classes was booked solid. The principle had commented several times about this but just put it down to the push for science education in general. We all know the science involved here, the science of male and female attraction better known as sex.

Things had gotten even worse as the weather got warmer and the skirts got shorter. For the last two months he had ended the class period with a pulsing erection because some of the girls were actually spreading their legs and giving him a real show of panties. He had not known that panties came in so many colors and styles and then the other day the blond that sat in the second row by the wall opened her legs wide and had no panties on. He had dropped the beaker he was holding and made a real mess. She knew what happened as she gave him a big smile and wink when he looked up again.

Then there was the brunette in fourth hour with the really nice breasts and big eyes. She not only wore short skirts and showed her panties every day but she wore the most revealing blouses and bras possible. She would come up to his desk and bend over and he was sure they were going to fall out on the desk. Then the other day she did not wear a bra and all through class all he could do was stare at her nipples. Again he had to sit at his desk most of the class because of his throbbing erection.

There was the red head and she was no different than the other except she had a real temper and had talked back to him on several occasions. He would have thrown her out of class except for the fact she was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen and he would fuck her any time if his job was not at stake.

Then there was the girl with black hair and olive skin and a brazen attitude. She had actually come up to him one afternoon after school and told him she was going to fuck him some day. All he had said was, not till your 18 girl. She had replied she was 18 in May and expected to see him.

Well there was only a week till summer vacation and he was going to be working on his cabin for at least a month.

The bell had rung and there were few students left when she came into the room. Maria had long black hair that reached the middle of her back and that combined with her olive skin slender body and well proportioned figure in a very tight mini skirt and carousel top made her a girl to stop your heart. The inhale of breath was very audible as she walked up to the desk with a strut to turn men to mush. He just stared as she approached and then she bent over the front of his desk exposing two very nice breasts in a black bra. He swallowed and asked,” What can I do for you Maria?”

She looked straight into his eye, which had returned to the sockets and were now looking at her face, and said.” I want you to fuck me and I want it soon as school is out, If you don’t I will say you did anyway.”

Oh shit, he thought I’m fucked now. For several moments he just sat there wondering what to do. Hell she is 18 and looks great.

“Okay I would be very pleased to and I know just the place. I have a cabin in the next county and we can go there right after graduation.”

She smiled and reached out touching the side of his face bent down and kissed him very lightly. “Be sure to give me a map with time and detail before then”, and then walked out.

The smile on her lips and the look in her eyes made him start and think twice but he discarded the notion that crosses his mind.

Now he had no idea that the four of them were friends and that they had planned on all of them getting fucked by Mr. Johnson. Very little changed and all the girls continued to act as they had done all along.

John had given Maria a map and details on how to find his cabin and had arranged for her to meet him on Monday a week after graduation. He had no idea that all four of the girls would be showing up.

It was a warm summer day and he had been up early working on things and cleaning. Today he was going to get to fuck one of the most beautiful girls in the area. Actually he had thought many times about fucking her but fear of losing his job stopped him. Now there was no chance of that as she was 18 and no longer a student.

Then he heard the vehicle approaching and then saw the car as it came through the opening in the trees. He looked hard as it seemed there was more than just Maria in the car. Dam what is she up to and he got a little worried as he was not real keen on surprises from young girls. The car stopped in front of the cabin and the four girls got out looking like the hottest little street walkers ever. His eyes were wide and his mouth too.

“Hello John, we are here to have some fun”, and with that two of them moved to each side taking an arm. Before he could do much they had him on the ground with his hands in handcuffs, a collar around his neck, and some sort of shackles on his ankles.

“What the hell is going on, let me up,”

“There is no sense making a big fuss as nobody can hear and we are in control so either gerede escort you be quiet or I put a gag in your mouth understand?” and she held up a nasty looking thing he did not want in his mouth.

“Okay Okay no gag but what the hell are you doing”.

Maria then stepped forward and explained. “Well Mr. Johnson it seems that we have offered ourselves to you all year long and you did nothing so now we are taking charge and you will do as we want. Many times we saw you with a hardon as we sat in class wishing you would fuck us but no we had to find other ways to satisfy ourselves or each other and now you’re going to get a taste of that frustration.” With that the girls tied him to the posts on the porch and unpacked the car.

John was not real unhappy as he got to watch four very sexy girls walking back and forth. Jean the blond was a 34 C and had a very cute ass, Ruth the brunette was a 36C with an even bigger ass as she had some extra weight but then at six foot she could handle it, and then there was Shelly the redhead with a 34B maybe and she needed a belt to hold up anything. Maria was tall dark and a 36D and matching hips and ass. They were all in shorts and tank tops and all but Shelly had on bras. He liked the view he got as they in turn bent over to get stuff from the car and show off the cute ASSets each possessed. All the shorts were very tight and pulled into the ass crack nicely showing off the cheeks. In a couple the ample cheeks bulged a little and showed below the shorts in that nice little hand holds. John was getting an erection just watching and thinking about what was to come.

Maria walked up to John and looked at the bulge in his shorts. “Well seems you like what you see here”, and she reached down and rubbed his cock which jumped at the touch. All the girls stopped and looked. “Let’s see there is not too much sun here so you don’t need all those clothes on”, and with that she proceeded to strip John bare.

He had a woman or two undress him but not like this. She was not gentle and he was soon naked feeling just a little vulnerable. The girls all gathered around and looked at him smiling and then they moved in and started to touch. They were exploring his body with gentle caresses and his erection was at full hardness.

He shivered at the feel of so many hands touching his cock and then caressing and playing with his balls. Then someone was caressing his butt and wow someone was probing his ass. He jerked up and wiggled. “Hey, what are you doing back there”?

“Oh we are going to check you out and we are going to explore every part of you” and with that a finger was pushed up his ass.

As first he was a little put off but then a sexy girl with her finger up his ass was a turn-on and he relaxed which allowed her finger to go deeper.

Now they were kissing his body all over from lips to inner thigh. Hands were touching him in ways that sent electric shocks through him. They knew every sensitive place on a man and they hit them all. John’s body was quivering as he neared a climax. Then it all stopped cold and he looked at them with a pained questioning look on his face.

“You got us all hot and horny and never gave us satisfaction and so now we are returning the favor”, and with that they walked away.

John looked incredulous as his body quivered with the anticipation of a climax that was not going to come. He thought, shit this is not going to be fun you bitches will pay for this if I can ever get free.

The girls had finished unpacking and were in the cabin changing clothes and when they came out again they were dressed much as they had for classes. They got chairs and sat on the pouch facing John showing him their young legs and as they crossed and spread them, the panties were easily seen. He was filled with desire for the four most beautiful girls he had ever seen but he could not reach them. They just smiled and then taking turns they stood and then very slow and seductively stripped.

The first was Jean and she was wearing a cute white pleated skirt with a blue blouse. The blouse came off a button at a time revealing a very lacy blue bra holding very nice but smaller breasts. The dark areola showing about the top edge made his mouth water with the idea of sucking on your young nipples. Then she removed the shorts leaving the dark blue boy cut panties that matched the bra. She walked up and turned and wiggled her ass in his face. His hardon pulsed.

The girls saw the cock jump then pointed and laughed. Then Jean sat down and Ruth stood up wearing a camisole and very tight black leather skirt. She walked up and just whipped off the skirt showing the black thong she was wearing which covered very little and then pulled the top off. Now she stood in front of him with her 36D tits straining at the black bra and then she turned and showed him her bar butt cheeks with the black string running down the crack. She wiggled the butt and then reached around and pulled the cheeks apart and bent over. He got a close up view of her tight rosebud of bunghole and the back of the pussy lips. His cock pulsed again and the girls pointed and laughed.

He was getting very agitated and horny and well he wanted to fuck someone soon preferably one of these girls.
Shelly got up after Ruth; she was wearing a very short skirt and a shirt. She never wore a bra and so when she took off the top the biggest thing were two very hard nipples. She turned then bent over and he could see her iridescent green panties, she had worn them many times to class, and she pulls them off. Wearing only the skirt she sat down.

Now it was Maria turn and she walked right up to John reached out and grabbed his cock. Her touch sent thrills through his body and his mind raced with visions of what might be ahead. John’s imagination could never have come up with what the girls had in mind. Maria stroked his cock so nicely and then his balls causing his body gerze escort to shiver with anticipation.

Now the girls were gathered around him again touching and caressing his body. Then the rest of their clothes came off. His head swiveled around and around and still he could not see everything. Then he realized that he was now surrounded by four young beautiful naked girls. His mind could not comprehend it all and it just swirled with excitement.

All of the girls were shaved clean, very clean and the pussies were all varied. Maria had full puffy lips while Shelly had the tightest pussy lips. Jean was the biggest of the girls but not fat in that way. She had fleshy thighs and big pussy lips.

John was taken from the porch posts and laid on a blanket while his limbs were tied to stakes in the ground. The girls circled him looking at him and causing some worry on his part. After a couple of minutes of this treatment they all knelt down around him and started to kiss, lick and suck various parts of his body. One was sucking his cock while others were kissing and sucking nipples and then his balls. His cock was so hard and it kept pulsing. There was a finger in his ass and then one of the girls sat on his hand. He now could finger a warm wet pussy and he looked he saw it was Shelly. She wiggled her butt to force his fingers deeper. Then his other hand felt a warm wet pussy and it was Maria. She smiled and she took his hand and forced him to put two fingers deep into her.

Now he saw Ruth reach down and stroke his cock and the straddle him and squat down. He felt the head of is cock rub against her pussy lips and then felt it slide into her very wet pussy. His body shuddered with the lust and passion surging through him.

He could not believe the feelings running through his body and the three of them were working their bodies to bring him to climax when all of a sudden Jean straddled his head and squatted. He saw the beautiful pussy descending and thought of how good it was going to taste. She lower to his lips and she let him lick and suck her couple of time before she squatted completely burying his face (mouth and nose) completely. For a moment he was in pussy heaven and then he realized he could not breathe. He wiggled and tried to turn his head but was trapped between her ample thighs. He was getting desperate and started to pull against the restraints. His desperate thrashing did not solve the dilemma and he started to run out of oxygen. He panicked and thrashed even harder with his entire body bucking and convulsing about. Of course all the thrashing about had given the girls riding his hand and cock a real thrill and Ruth had a small orgasm as did Maria. Shelly simple rode on. Jean kept his head buried in her pussy (it did feel very good even when he bit her lips trying to get free) and squeezed harder.

He was desperate and scared. Death seemed to be just waiting for him now when all of a sudden they all got up. He gasped for air coughing and spiting. Maria held up the gag and shook her head. He said nothing.

“There now wasn’t that fun?” “We thought we would give you some idea of the level of frustration we felt every day.”

He thought, hell girl that was not frustration that was pure fear of death. These girls needed an English lesson in word definitions but English was not the subject in hand, cocks and pussy were.

Even though he was scared to death the thrill of the sex was overpowering and he wanted to climax in the worst way. They all just stood there looking at him now and all he could think about was please suck it or sit on it but please make me cum now.

One of the girls now straddled him and squatted taking his cock into her pussy. She squeezed his cock with her tight pussy lips and moved up and down with increasing speed. He had been close before and so he exploded after only a few strokes. It was Jean and she also had an orgasm as the hot cum filled her pussy.

She got off and Shelly stepped over him. She looked at him with a look that made him a little afraid again.

“That cock had better not get soft mister or I just might cut it off” and with that she grabbed his cock and pulled and massaged it till it was fully erect again. Then she sat down with such force he thought she would drive it to her belly. She moved up and down with such force he thought that each time she drove it deeper. Then she sat down hard and twister side to side and this caused him to shoot another load were upon she jumped up while he was still leaking.

Now Ruth moved over him and bent down and took his cock in her mouth. She licked and sucked the cock while caressing his balls with one hand and the other giving him a prostate stimulation. His cock got hard again and she mounted him. The pumping up and down with increasing speed and the sight of a beautiful woman on top of him caused him to climax again, but this time there was not much liquid. After his ejaculated she bent down kissed his lips and stood up.

Maria moved over him and straddled his face and turns and faces his crotch. She bends down and takes his cock into her mouth and sucks hard. Then she is licking and sucking and working his cock with energy built of passion. His cock gets stiff but not like before. She is sucking, licking and stroking it like a real pro. He loves the feel of her mouth around his cock and the tongue is so nice. Then her pussy is just above his mouth and he tried to reach it but she keeps it just out of reach. He wants that pussy, he needs her pussy to suck and eat, and he begs. She works him until he can stand it no longer and again he climaxes but this time there is little cum.

Maria gets up and looks down at him. “It seems the well is dry ladies so what should we do?”

The others all say together; “let’s fuck him till he shrivels up like a prune”. Four beautiful naked women fall on the helpless John again each giresun escort in turn forcing him to climax. Well he never thought he could climax that many times or pump out that much cum but he did or they coaxed it out of him. No matter what John was exhausted when they untied him. He could barely stand up but they made him as he was lead by the collar to the cabin.

“We have had a good start and tomorrow there will be a lot more.”

Tomorrow John thought, oh god they are great and I thought this would be fun but more tomorrow.

The girls had planned on a weeks’ vacation, or so they told everyone. The second and third days were the same except for the fact John was getting weaker. They fed him and gave him some rest but still in the middle of the night one of the girls would show up looking for sex a little something extra something special. John was happy to oblige as best he could.

It was late morning when he woke up and he tried to think what day it was, Oh right it’s Friday, I think. He had been having sex steady for the last 3 or was it 4 days. There was nothing left in him and he wanted it over but the girls had other idea.

They got him up and fed him then took him to the shower. While taking a shower he had fucked Jean and Ruth, and then as he was drying off Shelly wanted his body. By the time they got back to the cabin he was exhausted again.

Maria was on the porch and there was a box beside her, “well Mr. Johnson have you had enough?” and he nodded yes. “Well I don’t think so and I think you are starting to need help keeping the old cock hard”.

She then proceeded to empty the box of strange things he could only imaging what they were for. There was a bicycle pump with a large plastic cylinder attached by tube. She held this up and said; “this will make you big and hard again” and with that slipped the cylinder over his soft cock. While Maria held the cylinder Shelly began to pump. The tube was connected to the intake not the outlet and so each stroke took air out of the cylinder creating a vacuum. As the vacuum increased Johns cock grew and swelled in size. The whole thing felt like a giant cock sucking and for awhile it felt good. Then it got to be a little too much suction and his cock could not get any bigger. Maria took the cylinder and started to pull on it pulling on his cock. Then she released the pressure and took the cylinder off. Before he could think, she was on him riding his cock with frenzy. His cock was hard and it felt good going deep into her wet warm pussy. His body quivered and he pumped a load of cum deep into her well used cunt. He liked that thought, well used cunt. Even though he was exhausted he was enjoying it.

When Maria was done the process was repeated for each of the other girls. When the pumping and fucking was done John was sure his cock had gotten at least 2 inches longer and half inch bigger in diameter. He was not sure where the juice was coming from as he had been dried out several times over the last days.

After lunch the girls had been in a circle talking and laughing and pointing and looking at things in the TOY BOX.
He saw Shelly waving something in the air and then running toward him. She threw it on the ground, a strapon, and then stripped off all her clothes. There was a cock on one side and a smaller protrusion on the other. She strapped it on and the others took John and bent him over the porch railing while spreading his legs wide.

He felt the cool end of the hard strapon push against his asshole.

Oh god he thought, they are going to butt fuck me, and he felt it enter. There was a certain amount of pain as it slid into his ass. At some point it hit the right nerve endings and then he relaxed and started to enjoy the sensations. In the mean time Jean had come in front and offered her tits to him to lick and suck and Ruth was sucking his cock. The sensations he was feeling because of his ass being fucked while his cock was being sucked were incredible. His body vibrated and he came with such pleasure he wanted to scream and then he collapsed.

He had passed out and the girls were a little worried. They took him in the cabin and started to wash him off with cool wash clothes. He shook his head and came around looking at the four naked girls. They were all smiling at him and he could only smile back thinking, what a way to die, and then started to black out again.

The girls figured they had better stop now as he seemed to be the end of his rope and they did not want to ruin a good man. They took off all the straps and cuffs.

When he woke he was lying on his back with a girl along each side looking at him with very tender expression and what one might consider loving eyes. Both of the girls were wearing bras and panties. On the other side of the room the other two girls were busy in the kitchen area also in bra and panties, except for Shelly. He realized that he no longer had the restraints on him but did not make a move. He did not know exactly with to do or think at this time. For almost a week he had been FORCED, (big smile) to have sex with four of the most beautiful girls he had know. If this is what they meant by being a prisoner of love then I wanted to be given a live sentence.

Maria walked over to the bed and looked down and said, “well you can talk now it is over and we will be leaving soon, I doubt that you will make any complaint about us right.”

For the first time in several days John was allowed to speak and all he could say was, “thank you, thank you girls so much.”

Jean rolled over John and kissed him softly and rolled back and this was followed by each kissing him softly.

John just looked at them and finally said, “you know I wanted each of you for some time but well I just could not being your teacher and the adult, gees I hope you are all 18 now.”

Jean looked at him and smiled, “you’re in trouble now because I won’t be 18 till next week”, and kissed him again. She knew she would never cause trouble for this man, she loved him.

They all gave numbers and email addresses to John and took his private addresses and numbers. I seemed there would be a lot of private tutoring for the students and teacher.

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From Perfect Wife to Black Cock Slut – Part 1

Chris and I had just flown back from Rome, a trip I’d arranged so we’d be back in the UK on 15th April, which was our 10th anniversary and Chris’s 35th birthday. The plan was to dine at the same restaurant that I’d proposed to her exactly 11 years previously, am I a romantic at heart? The flight landed at Stanstead so I was driving up the M1/M6 heading back to the North West on this happiest of days. Being a Saturday I’d decided not to take the toll road but just my luck, there was a heavy traffic jam around Birmingham. I was desperately in need of a break and soon after we’d crawled through the snarl up I pulled into a motorway service station and made dignified dash to the gents.

I’m standing there, cock in hand, staring at a poster six inches from my nose showing a pretty girl in a bikini catching a beach ball, the poster was for car insurance and I tried to figure the relevance as I emptied my bladder. The flood of relief was just ebbing away when a guy rushed up besides me, shuffled about a bit and then let out a long sigh “phew” he said “that traffic is terrible, just made it”.

I glanced over and saw that he was pointing around six or seven inches of thick black dick at the porcelain, even flaccid it was significantly longer than mine is when I’m fully erect and at least twice as thick. It was circumcised and the dark purple tip was in itself longer than my whole flaccid cock. I have to admit to being just a little envious. Becoming conscious and then embarrassed that I was staring I looked back at the poster in front of me and said, “Will your make one for me in white”. The guy chuckled.

I began fantasising about Chris being fucked by that dick and imagining her expression as that beautiful purple tip eased between her pussy lips, parting the way for the rest of that enormous dick to slide into her. I became aware that my own puny penis was beginning to grow. I shook off the last drops, zipped up and turned to the wash basins.

I waited for Chris and as she came out of the ladies room I noticed the same guy heading our way. Neat, close cropped hair, about 6 feet tall with broad shoulders and a slim waist, white shirt and quiet blue tie, his expensive looking suit fitted him well and his shoes were well polished. Chris had spotted me and began to move my way passing directly in front of him. There was a collision, they grabbed for each others arms and apologised at the same time, then as if on que they each asked if the other was ok, they both laughed together and I saw a spark of desire as the strangers’ eyes scanned Chris.

He was in front of us in the queue as we waited to pay for our coffee, Chris was close behind him and she suddenly backed up as though becoming intimately aware of his presence, she have me a guilty glance. My mind was working overtime, I’d often fantasised about Chris taking another man, that’s why the fantasy popped readily into my head in the toilets. I wondered it I could make it happen.

I guided Chris to the next table to him. We sat with Chris facing him and me with my back to him. I was as nervous as a first time lover as I told Chris what I’d noticed in the toilets. She looked at me for a few seconds then brazenly weighed him up, her face cracked into a beaming smile. She sounded like a star struck teenager as she said, “He smiled at me…” then she continued “hmm… it could be interesting to try a big one… I’d love to know what it’s like… maybe I could go a round with him”. I knew she was teasing me, even though that was exactly what I dreamed she would say I was stunned. Chris had never before spoken of another guy like that and as far as I am aware she has never seriously looked at another guy since well before we were married. She kept glancing at him and smiling then she whispered to me, “When I bumped into him it was like electricity shooting through me. In the queue I was right behind him, he smells so… I don’t know… so… so manly… so erotic, it turned me on so much I was starting to get a little moist, my imagination went wild, for a second or two back there I was having the most wonderful sex with him and after what you just told me, well….” She said in a louder voice “Oh Paul, shut your mouth, you’ll catch a fly.”

The thought of Chris being fucked by that huge dick had my mind was racing. ‘She’s really going for it, mines so small and she deserves the pleasure a big dick would give her. Do I have the courage to ask her? How could I possibly arrange it? For fucks sake Paul, just ask…’ “Chris! Would you really?”

“Certainly not” my heart dived as she went on “unless you wanted me to, if it’s ok with you I probably would, he’s very sexy, he really turns me on and what a presence he has. I was getting wet just standing behind him in the queue. Would you really like me to have sex with another man… with him?”

“You know I only want the best for you, to see you happy is what drives me. If it’s something you wanted to do then I’m with you all the way, it’d be a dream come true for me and I’d really love you to try”.

“Are you sure?” she asked.

I smiled and touched her hand “Chris love, I’ve fantasised about you and another man for a long time, just thinking about you and him making love has me rock hard, I’d love it if you could make that fantasy come true”.

She smiled and said “Anyway it’s hypothetical unless one of us asks him… It could be another anniversary present… Will you ask him…? Please”.

My mind began to race ‘Oh shit, she’s really serious. Could I ask another guy to fuck my wife? Could I really stand the thought of another guy actually fucking her? Especially with a monster dick like his, of course I could, I’ve just said so, a dream come true and I love her so much and she deserves it’. My heart was thumping, my penis was rock hard at the idea of that huge dick penetrating my wife and just as I’d psyched myself up to turn round to ask if he’d like to join us he stood up and left. I could see disappointment on my beloved wife’s face.

After a few minutes of silence I said we should be going. When we got outside Chris spotted him coming through the entrance doors. She nudged me and said “Please Paul quickly”. So on our 10th anniversary I found my self walking up to a total stranger with my heart thumping in my chest, my throat rigid as if afraid to speak, my dick throbbing so much I was close to shooting a load in my pants. I rather pathetically asked the dreaded yet exhilarating question “Err… Ex. ex excuse me, would you like to err… f-f-fuck my wife?”

The guy looked at me like I was crazy, he turned to walk away and Chris reached out and put a hand on his wrist, he stopped and stared Chris in the eye. There was a few seconds when the world stopped and then he broke into a cheeky smile, his eyes sparkling. Chris shocked me yet again by lunging at him, throwing an arm around his neck and kissed him on the lips.

Chris always looks good to me but at that moment with her body pressing hungrily against a complete stranger she looked absolutely stunning. The fact that he was a handsome, black stranger that I knew was enormously endowed made the situation highly erotic. I remembered again just how lucky I was to be married to her. She’s a trim five feet eight inches with flawless pale golden skin. With her high heeled shoes her legs take the long slender shape of a lingerie model. She knows I think her legs are great so she always wears shoes and a dress or skirt to show them off. Today she wore Faith ankle strap shoes with gaziosmanpaşa escort four inch heels, a black Gucci mid thigh and figure hugging dress that I had bought her in Rome, it showed her legs to perfection, accentuated her slim hips, firm ass, slender waist, flat stomach and full, firm breasts. A face so pretty, rosebud mouth, high cheek bones, slightly turned up, tiny nose and big blue eyes all topped off with straight, long blond hair. Unusually for Chris she’d spent some time this morning applying a little makeup to eyes and lips ‘to look nice for the trip home’, no wonder the guys eyes were sparking.

When the kiss broke Chris said to the bewildered black man, “That’s just to show you I’m serious, it’s our anniversary today and my husband dreams that I should be bedded by another man. I think it’s a great idea and you’ll make it just perfect, how would you feel about taking me to bed right now?”

He looked at Chris and desire flooded his eyes again, Chris nodded to him, he looked at me. “I hope this is not a wind up” he said. “No, honestly it’s what she w.. w. what we both want” and Chris said “Right here and now… if it’s okay with you”. She pointed back to the restaurant area “There a hotel across the bridge”, he nodded. She turned to me and said “Paul, give me your card, this is your fantasy so you can’t expect me to pay for a room” so I dutifully handed Chris my cash card and watched them pass through the door to cross the foot bridge.

I climbed into the Lexus, I was trembling all over, my heart was racing, my mind was in a daze, and my dick was so hard and throbbing that it hurt. I tried to turn the CD on but my fingers were shaking so much that I just couldn’t mange to control the display.

My mind ran in circles ‘She’s going to be fucked by a monster black dick – I hope he’s gentle with her – I hope she’s not disappointed – She can’t be, she’ll love it – Will she ever be happy with me again? – My darling wife is taking a giant black dick – She’s being fucked by a bigger dick than she ever took before – She’s being opened up like she has never been opened before – I hope he doesn’t hurt her – She’s taking a dick deeper than she ever took a dick before – I hope she’s OK – What will she think of my miniscule penis now – Will she ever feel me inside her again – She’s not on the pill, we’ve been trying for a baby for seven months, shit I hope he has a condom’ – ‘What have I done?’ and back to the beginning in never ending circles.

Eventually I calmed down enough to drive the car around to the other side and parked so I could see the motel and waited, and waited, and waited, my cock rock hard and dribbling cum into my pants.

It had been more than an hour since I’d seen my wife walk away with a black stranger when a movement caught my eye. I saw Chris through a second floor window, her dress pulled down to expose her breasts and up so that it ended just above her pubic mound. She leant forward and placed her hands on the sill, she spotted me in the car and waved, then she jerked, looked behind her and then back to me. All that I could see clearly was her head and shoulders which were jerking rhythmically, her long hair and breasts swinging back and forth and in the shadows behind her I could just make out the dark outline the stranger fucking her hard.

I couldn’t see the expression on her face but it was obvious when she came, she tensed, her arms locked straight and she threw her head back then she arched back standing up into the window. Whereas the guy fucking her was just a shadowy outline Chris’s golden flesh could easily be seen, she was rigid with orgasm. A black hand covered her mound and vigorously rubbed her clitoris, another black hand covered one of her breast. She tensed up even more and I even saw her mouth open as some sound of passion escaped her.

After what seemed like an eternity of watching some other guy making my wife orgasm but was in actual time probably less than a minute she leaned forward again to take up her original position and the fucking went on. I got out of the car. I was trembling all over as I watched the scene. I heard a “wow” behind me and I glanced around. There was an elderly man walking towards me and looking up at the motel, he looked at me with a big beaming smile on his face and said “Now there something you don’t see every day eh!”

Oh shit this guy is watching Chris being fucked, I turned back to watch. He walked up beside me. “Look” he said,” she’s cumming again, that guys a lucky bastard, wish it was me there shafting her like that eh…. She’s fucking gorgeous, just look at that, she’s really hot for that big black cock he’s giving her”. What do you say in conversation when your ‘gorgeous’ wife is being fucked rigid by a strangers ‘big black cock’.

Now she was stretched, arms in the air, pushing at the top of the window frame with her legs spread. I (we) could actually see that enormous dick thrusting into her. He had his hands gripping her around the waist and slid her up and down his shaft. As he lifted her up I could see her pussy lips being pulled as they clung to the thick shaft as she slid up it. The vaginal juices and semen on his shaft caught the light and glistened. ‘Oh shit he’s not wearing a condom, must be a trick of the light, Chris wouldn’t be that stupid, – would she?’ and I tried desperately to work out the timing of her cycle.

As I’ve already said, we’re trying for a baby. The start of the trip to Rome coincided with her most fertile time so she should begin a period in a few days unless we’d got lucky in Rome. I breathed a sigh of relief but then began worrying about STIs. I know very little about them, what would chlamidiya or ghonoreha for example do to a recently conceived child? Or worse… what about HIV AIDS?

The guy continued chatting to me but I really could not think of anything to say, well I could think of lots to say, all of it about that being my wife and the guy fucking her is a total stranger and his dick is really huge and he’s not using a condom and I hope he’s not got anything nasty to give her. But I really did not feel I could express all that to a stranger so I stayed silent.

The third time she came it looked like her stud came at the same time. Again Chris was pushed against the window but this time the guy stopped with his dick buried full length into her, lifting her up and pressing her hard against the glass. They were together like a statue for a minute or two then Chris turned her head and it looked like she kissed him. That’s what she does with me when we make love, when it’s over she always kisses me tenderly. After a long and deep kiss the guy lifted her off his dick, it still looked to be fully erect. She turned to me and waved then blew a kiss before dropping to her knees in front of him. I couldn’t see for sure, her head blocked the view but it looked like she’d taken him in her mouth and was sucking vigorously on his dick. That upset me more than anything, she always told me that she didn’t like taking it in her mouth and she’d just dropped to her knees for this guy.

The guy asked. “You know her? It looked like that was aimed at you” I nodded. “Don’t look so glum” he said “That was a great. I’m going to tell the wife all about it when I get home, may make for a bit of excitement tonight eh. How about you are you married?” I nodded “I bet you’ll be telling yours about too… eh”.

I opened the car door and managed to clamber in. gebze escort Just before the door clicked shut I heard the guy say “Well It looks like the shows over.” He turned to walk away. I looked up, they’d gone from the window and then I glanced around to notice three or four other groups of people were gazing across to the hotel, slowly in ones and two they moved to their cars or to the facilities taking the occasional glance across to the hotel as the walked.

The car phone chimed, I pushed the button, “Paul, come on up, room 214”, She sounded excited, I tried to reply, I wanted to ask if she was okay but my throat was dry, by the time I managed to say anything the display read ‘call ended’.

“214 please” I said to the receptionist, “I’m expected”.

“Could I take your name please sir” she asked. I told her, she looked at the computer and must have seen the name I gave and the name registered to 214 were the same, I could see her brain trying to work out what the situation was, she gave me a contemptuous look, rang the room then gave me directions.

As I approached the room I could hear unmistakable sounds of lovemaking, loudest were Chris’s moans of rapture which coincided with a slush, squelch, slush, squelch noise and behind that a lower, deeper moaning and grunting. I waited outside the door and heard the sound of Chris cumming harder than I’d ever made her cum, the rhythmic slush, squelch noise didn’t change pace. After a couple of minutes she came again shouting “I want it, cum in me, for fucks sake cum in me”. The slush, squelch sped up to a rapid pace, Chris was mewing in ecstasy, I heard her shout “Oh yes, fuck me… fuck me hard, cum in me, cum deep inside me”. She came again screaming abuse that I’d not heard her use in all our time married. In mid scream the sloshing noise stopped suddenly Chris gasped and I heard a long drawn out ahhhh, then silence for a few seconds then Chris began to giggle. My dick was as hard as it had ever been and my balls ached as though I’d just been kicked, I knocked on the door and tried the handle, the door swung open.

The beauty of the scene stopped me in astonishment. Consider the magnificently sculptured back of a well muscled black man with a pair of slender tanned legs wrapped around his waist, crossed at the ankles. The shoes on her feet locked tightly together from ankle to toe. Her heels were pushed hard into his buttocks, her calf muscles taught and quivering as she used the pressure of her feet to force the guy into her. His buttocks were clenching and relaxing as though he was still cumming. After a few moments he swung a hand round to her ankles and gently prised them from his back, Chris’s feet fell to the floor. He slowly rolled to her side and as he moved I could see his enormous, semen streaked black penis snaking out of my wife. Not until he was alongside her did the huge, bulbous tip of his penis plop out of her vagina. His dick sprung out to lie across her stomach, fully erect and dripping semen. Her vagina was gaping and her pussy lips looked very swollen. Chris was naked except for her shoes.

Several thoughts zipped around my artist mind as I processed the sight before me, Their sated and naked bodies lying together ‘That contrast, brown on gold, that is gorgeous, so artistic, so exotic, so erotic’ – The look of total bliss on Chris’s face ‘What a beautiful sight seeing Chris like that, she looks so content, she’s obviously so very happy about this’. – His dark chocolate coloured penis lying across my wife’s golden stomach ‘That is enormous, how could she possibly take it, so long, so very thick’ – The semen on her lips and chin with globules of it glistening on her chest and in her hair, his dick dripping more onto her stomach, ‘she’s absolutely covered in semen, where does he get it all from’. – Just as I thought, ‘no condom’ a thick white globule of the strangers semen oozed from my wife’s vagina and dribbled down her crack to pool on the bed, I felt my penis twitch and I very nearly came there and then.

The expression of total bliss on my wifes face convinced me that she had to do this again, at that moment with another mans semen on her lips and dripping from her vagina she looked unquestionably stunning. She looked up at me, winked then said “Hi Paul, don’t just stand there, shut the door and get that fucking tiny dick out, lets see if I can feel you fuck this juicy cunt or are you just going to stand there like a sissy and cum in your pants”.

I was stunned, Chris would never, ever talk that way, she would never use crude language and she would never belittle me or the size of my penis. In a daze I unfastened my belt, dropped my trousers to my ankles and knelt between her legs. I pushed my engorged and throbbing penis towards her swollen pussy lips, the tip began to slip between those semen soaked pillows of swollen flesh and then she parted and sucked me in, no pressure, no pushing, it felt as though my whole dick was being pulled into a bath of warm oil, with just a slight clinging at the base where my pelvis pushed against her swollen lips, it was pure ecstasy. I have never felt a sensation so erotic, so sensual, so totally overwhelming both physically and mentally, a moment of complete bliss.

For those of you who have never had your penis in a woman who has just been very well fucked and filled with semen by a very big and very thick dick I can recommend that you give it a try. It’s an experience of a lifetime, you’ll love the feeling and I’m sure your other half would appreciate it.

While I was kneeling between my wifes legs the stranger was still alongside her, his enormous dick resting on her stomach, he took a nipple between his lips. I looked into her joyous eyes, her lips parted and with the tip of her tongue she slowly licked the semen on her lips. That was the final straw, I shot my load, and what a load. All that excitement, trepidation, fear, pain and pressure erupted. My body pulsed with the flow and I gushed into her. The ache in my testicles subsided a little as the flood of semen eased and slowly the flow lessened and stopped. As the sensation of the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had subsided the embarrassment hit me, that had never happened before. I may not be a brilliant lover but I think myself to have a reasonable control. Chris gave me a sad look then turned to stranger and said to him, “He’s already cum… he usually lasts a bit longer than that”.

My shrinking dick fell out of my wife’s gaping, stretched and dripping vagina, a gush of semen followed it, pooling with the semen already soaking the bed, “Fuck off back to the car Paul, it was a waste of time asking you up” she said.

“No Chris” I replied quietly “It wasn’t, I’m sorry I came so quick but what I’ve just seen was so beautiful, the emotions I’ve struggled with for the last hour and a half have been extraordinary and to walk through that door and see you so content, so obviously satisfied was worth all that anguish, It was worth it for me at least, happy anniversary”.

She reached up and took my hand “Aww thanks Paul, go back to the car, we’ll be a while yet, I want to feel this wonderful man fucking me some more before we make tracks or do you want to stay and watch”. The stranger glanced towards the door then slipped a hand between her legs and I was forgotten.

It was three quarters of an hour before Chris and the black stranger walked from the hotel. They stopped in front of the Lexus where I’d been sitting pondering the sight I’d witnessed gediz escort and my failure at pleasing my wife but to my relief and amazement my penis was hard at the sight of them together.

Chris pulled the guy towards her, flung her arms around him and they kissed in a deeply passionate way right before my eyes. Right out in the busy car park I watched my wife slide an arm down from his neck, down his back, across his ass and round the front to the bulge in his pants and start to stroke it. My penis pulsed and a felt a dribble of cum escape.

After a couple of minutes they pulled apart and she said something to him, she ran a finger along his cheek and chin then licked the finger. She spoke again and he nodded agreement and they kissed again briefly before she walked to the car.

She looked so content, so confident but also so messy, I could see streaks of wet semen shining on her thighs, her chest above the dress, on her chin and cheeks and in her hair, the beautiful, expensive designer dress was crumpled and streaked with damp patches.

To say that I was apprehensive was an understatement. Chris climbed in, leaned over and gave my cheek a peck then she buckled herself in. I sat there waiting for her to say something, she did, “Drive, we should just have time to make it to the restaurant for our reservation”.

“Don’t you want to change” I asked, “There are clean clothes in the case in the boot”.

“No thanks”.

As drove back to the north bound side of the M6 my thoughts were, ‘I’ve lost her, one stupid comment on the size of a guys dick and I’ve lost the love of my life, what a stupid fool I’ve been’.

As we left the slip road to join the flow of heavy traffic I asked “What was it like? Did you enjoy it?”

Chris was silent for a long few moments, “Fuck Paul, what do you want me to say, No… you are much better…, well you’re not, it was wonderful, it was exciting, he woke feelings that I’ve not known before” after a short pause she continued, “He actually passed my cervix, can you imagine that, his dick bumping past my cervix, it hurt like hell at first but it was a good hurt that’s easy be grateful for and that beautiful black symbol of true manhood filled me completely, ejaculated so deep inside me. I’ve never felt such excitement, such intensity, such pain and such pleasure. I thought I’d die when he asked me to go to the window but it was such a turn on seeing those people watching us. I lost count of the number of times I came, some multiple, orgasm building on orgasm. He came in me and on me seven times… seven times in what… a little over two hours. You see this semen” and she pointed to her thighs “He licked my pussy and legs clean before we left, this is what’s dripped out of me from the bedroom to the car. I asked him to leave the rest so you could see. You should have seen the look on the hotel receptionists face”.

Another pause, slightly longer, she spread her legs and took my left hand from the steering wheel and guided my hand between her legs. “Feel” she said, and I did, I felt hot liquid dribbling from between very swollen pussy lips, a finger slipped between the lips and into her sopping vagina, she was still gaping, I pushed another finger into her, then another and the fourth with no problem, absolutely no resistance and what seemed like lots of room to spare, if I’d not been driving I think I could have got my whole hand in.

As I withdrew my fingers I had a thought, “Where’s your panties?”

“Paul kept them as a souvenir” she replied, then said, “I don’t think I’ll be wearing them anymore, but I think you will, your hand is dripping, lick it all off”.

I misunderstood because I offered my hand to her mouth while I asked, “Paul? We have the same name?”

She pushed my hand away and said “Yes, the same name and no, you lick it off, I want you to taste his semen. We’ll call him big Paul and you cuk Paul to save confusion”.

I hesitated feeling dubious and even a little nauseous at thought of tasting semen, “Please” she said. “Paul… big Paul licked his own semen from me, I want you to do the same so start now by tasting it. You are always on at me to suck you. You want to cum in my mouth, I know you do and I will let you but before I do I want you to know what semen tastes like”. Tentatively I extended my tongue towards my semen soaked fingers and stopped about an inch away, “Please” she said again, “do it for me on this most wonderful anniversary”. And so for the first time in my life I tasted semen.

We drove in silence for a while then just as we were leaving Cheshire onto the home stretch of Lancashire motorway Chris said “Thanks Paul, this has been the most wonderful anniversary anyone could ever wish for, I love you so very much” she reached over and stroked my cheek.

We reached the restaurant in time, Chris looked so wanton and sluty, she loved the idea of being seen in public with dried semen in her hair and on her dress, she knew what she’d so recently done and it showed in her look. She absolutely revelled in the fact that semen was still dripping from her vagina, I sat across the table from her and watched as she tensed her body to squeeze out a little more juice. She deftly slipped a finger into the dripping semen then offered it to my lips, I just didn’t believe it, she was feeding me another mans semen in the middle of a busy restraint, if only those customers knew what was on my menu. My mind was full of turmoil and confusion, she’s acting like she loves me more than ever but she’d just been fucked by a stranger with my encouragement. We held hands across the table and whispered like young lovers.

We arrived home just after eleven and went straight to bed for the most wonderful, exhilarating sex we’d ever had (well I’d ever had). She was still sloppy and very much stretched and although I came much too quickly first time she worked on me with her mouth until I was hard again while I licked her semen sodden cunt. We finished when I came for the third time, my swollen cock between her lips, she swallowed.

We were lying in each others arms, I had a finger slowly circling her clitoris when she dropped the bombshell “I want him again, I think you realise that, I want to feel that beautiful, huge, perfect penis filling me and penetrating so deep into me again and again. I’ll always love you Paul, but this is different, this is a base need, a pure lust. I’ll always stay with you, I love you so very much but I am going to need that man every once in a while. Please say you don’t mind if I see him again, it could be a whole new exciting chapter for the next ten years of our marriage. Please say you would welcome me cuckolding you”.

What are my options here, talk about rocks and hard places. I say yes and my wife has an open affair with a massive dicked black guy, I say no and she has a covert affair with a massive dicked black guy, Have I been a bloody fool? Then I remembered how I felt when I first saw her in that hotel bedroom and the memory of the sex we’d just had was still strong and I knew my decision but I had to put up a bit of a show. “Chris, more than anything I want you to be happy but you have to understand this is a major step so you need to give me some time to think about this”.

“I’d like you to be with me in this Paul, come on darling you started it, it was your idea, your dream.” She paused for a few seconds then continued “You can have all the time you want so long as you say yes within the next two weeks. I will be getting fucked by him again whatever you decide, he’s coming here on the 29th we’ve made the arrangements… He has the directions, he has the address and he knows I’ll be waiting… Please, you’ve got to be with me in this. Say you’re ok with it… Please.”

…

About 10 seconds later…

“OK”.

To be continued…

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Henry sat down on his sofa, he was bored, bored to tears to be exact. He had been at work whole night, hit the gym as he came off duty and slept when he got home. He still had six hours before his shift started again and he had nothing to do with the power being out. The land lord had put up a notice about it last week and Henry had taken precautions, but he really did not think that it would get to him this way. He shifted and stared at his dead television, he had already cleaned what and where he could, the only thing he did not clean was his clothes. He sat upright, now there was an idea, not the most exciting thing to do, but he could head down to a Laundromat to wash his clothes. He quickly threw his clothing together and headed out, the closest place was just two blocks away so he decided to walk, no reason to actually drive such a short distance. It was rather quiet so early in the evening and even the Laundromat was empty. He selected one of the washing machines and filled it up, dumping his washing powder and fabric softener in, he slipped the coins into the machine and sat down.

The tinkle of the bell above the door made him look up, the woman who came in was dressed in a red, low-cut top and blue jeans, the lights reflected from her black hair. She gave him a smile and he nodded back with a smile of his own. Then he returned his attention back to the washing machine in front of him. The woman actually picked the machine next to the one he was using, she bundled her clothing into the machine, paused and then turned around to him.

“Excuse me, you don’t have extra washing powder perhaps?”

He nodded,

“Yeah, right in the basket on that machine, help yourself.”

She smiled at him gratefully,

“Thank you, I can’t believe I forgot that of all things.”

He chuckled,

“It happens to the best of us.”

As she bent over the machine to fetch the box out of the basket, he appraised her again. She was shorter than he was, her ass filled the jean very nicely and what he saw from her coming in, her breasts seemed to fit her rounded hips as well. He had to say he liked what he saw, his friends had ribbed him a lot about sneaking looks at the plumper women, but it was not his fault that he liked them. After dumping her coins into the machine and starting it, she came to sit down next to him, brushing her hair out of her face, she stuck out a hand.

“Ellen,”

he shook her hand and smiled,

“Henry.”

“So Henry what brings you here? You don’t come here often. I unfortunately do, so I would know.”

He shrugged,

“Boredom mostly, power is out at my place and I had nothing to do, so I came here, it’s better than doing nothing.”

He arched an eyebrow,

“Why do you say that you come here often unfortunately?”

She grimaced,

“Curse of having an apartment which is too small to house a washing machine.”

Henry grimaced,

“I know the feeling, been there before the pay grade bump.”

She chuckled,

“At least one of us has gotten out of it. Now I will have to wait for a raise.”

Henry nodded, it only started to occur then to him that she had turned in her seat and from that position he had quite a good look at her rather bountiful cleavage. Not wanting to be rude he kept his eyes as much as possible on hers as they talked. He had to admit that it was quite a feat for him, he actually felt quite chuffed with himself when the machine binged to say his clothing was done. As he got up to bundle his clothing into the dryer she followed, helping him as they kept chatting, as they were returning to their seats her machine made the same sound and this time she did the gathering and moving to the etiler escort dryer, he went with her, he was caught a bit unaware when she asked if he could take the bundle from her

He did so, but in the process he basically groped her tits as he tried to grab hold of the entire bundle, then brushed his forearms over the undersides of her breasts as he gathered in the bundle. He expected some admonishment, something to show that she wasn’t very happy with him, instead she gave him a little grin, then turned to open the door of the dryer, sticking her sexy rump up into the air for him to look at, then after dumping her coins in, he placed the bundle into the machine and she started the machine. They moved back to their seats, Henry knew it was around about another half an hour for the washing to finish in the dryer,

“So Henry…”

He almost winched, but the voice was not upset,

“Who is the lucky lady keeping you company?”

He looked at her and frowned,

“Lucky lady? There is none, I’m single.”

She smiled at him,

“Oh really? I’m supposed to believe that?”

He nodded,

“It is the truth after all, I haven’t been in a relationship the past year and a few.”

She tilted her head to the side,

“Then at least you did have some carnal relations?”

He arched an eyebrow at her,

“That is a bit personal, but no I haven’t.”

He decided to pay her back in kind and turned to face her,

“Since you are so curious, I have now become very curious, wouldn’t your boyfriend get jealous when he hear you asking such things from strange men?”

Actually he had caught the naked finger when she brushed stray hair from her forehead, there was no other real connection to her relationship status. She chuckled at his question and shook her head,

“If we were still dating he would have been, but then I wouldn’t be asking now would I?”

“I guess not, so you only asked these things when you’re single?”

Her eyes danced with merriment,

“Oh of course, it is fun to know this sort of things from a cute guy.”

He almost choked in surprise and she laughed at him,

“Oh don’t worry Henry, my intentions are far from honourable. I want to seduce you and have my wicked way with you on the dryer while it’s on cycle.”

By now he had no answer and she punched him playfully on the shoulder,

“Just kidding, I’m forward, many of my mistakes I think.”

Henry just shook his head and smiled,

“You really caught me off guard there. So you do this regularly with cute guys you meet here?”

She scoffed,

“As if. Didn’t you notice that the only people living around here are old? You’re the first young guy I’ve seen here in ages.”

He shrugged,

“Basically my life’s been work and apartment the past few months, can’t say that I really picked up on who lives where.”

She looked away and mumbled something,

“Excuse me?”

“I said your washing will be finished soon.”

He opened his mouth to reply and a ping made him look at the machine, she was right. She was on her feet, dragging on his hand, he had to admit that he liked the cool softness of her hands against his and he allowed himself to get dragged to his feet. They went over to the machines and after dumping his clothing into his basket, they stood and waited for hers to finish. After piling her clothing into her own basket, she collected her things and turned to face him.

“Walk with me? It is kind of dark out, I parked at the end of the block.”

“Sure why not.”

It really was the least he could do. He gathered his things and together antep escort they left, walking along the sidewalk as they chatted. She turned into the three storey parking garage which was actually situated at the end of the block, not what he had been expected, but he followed none-the-less. On the second floor, basically in the back stood her car, she deactivated the alarm and placed her basket in the boot. She closed the boot and looked at him with eyes which made him very uncomfortable, she looked like a panther about to pounce on her prey. When she spoke her voice had gone from its cheerful tone to a sultrier purr.

“So Henry, how shall I ever thank you?”

He swallowed,

“Uhm just glad to help?”

She shook her head and smiled,

“Oh you’re not escaping me that fast big boy. I know you checked me out, you want to tell me you don’t want any of this?”

She mentioned to her body and again he was lost for words, she cocked her head to the side and grinned,

“Well then, I will be having me some of you. Don’t you dare say you don’t want it, you’ve been alone faaaar too long.”

He swallowed and finally his brain started to work,

“We can’t…not here…”

She grinned,

“Yes we can here, this time of night the place is deserted. Now put that basket aside.”

It was clear that she had lured him here for a reason, he thought back at their discussion and it occurred to him that she had been telling him in her own way that if she could get him alone somewhere, this would happen. She smiled as he placed the basket down,

“Much better…”

He stepped forward and grabbed her arms, she backpedalled and he followed, pushing her up against her car, for a moment her eyes flashed dangerously, but they softened as he grinned down at her.

“So Ellen, when last did you have carnal relations?”

She sighed, pushing her body against his, still restrained by his hands on her arms,

“Far too long, are you going to help me change that Henry?”

He raised an eyebrow at her,

“You hardly know me.”

She had the decency to blush a little bit,

“A bit better than you give me credit for, but for the moment? Does it really matter?”

He thought a bit, but her thigh rubbing against his crotch made it rather hard to think. The soft feel of her arms under his grasp, her aroma, soft breathing and her very forward rubbing of his more private area decided for him.

“Not really no.”

As he released her arms she wasted no time to grab his head and pulling it down to her own, their first kiss was hot, heavy and promised much more pleasure if pursued further. His hands rested on her hips, but she released his head as she was certain his tongue was getting well acquainted with her own, taking hold of his wrists she led his hands up to her breasts. He found out quickly why they seemed so very alluring, as his hands grasped them he found that the only thing between his hands her breasts was the top and it wasn’t of the thickest material there was. She moaned into the kiss as he fondled her breasts through her top, pushing herself close to him, one hand reaching up two wrap around his neck again as the other quickly slid between their bodies. His zipper offered very little resistance as it basically fell open under her fingers, his boxers offered even less resistance and pretty soon her cool, soft fingers locked around his rapidly growing cock, slowly rubbing over the shaft as they made out like teenagers could only dream of.

Their kissing became more frenzied as did the movement of her hand over his cock, he slipped one hand over the soft skin of her breast and then into the hem of her gaziemir escort top, as he found her nipple, she gasped into the kiss, grinding her crotch against her hand as it rubbed his now rigid shaft. He was at a loss when she moved away, their lips parting with a wet sucking sound, but comprehension quickly found its way to his mind when she started to undo her belt. He followed suit, it was clear that she was very interested in getting fucked and he was the one to hand her that right then. She didn’t bother with her top, just turned and leaned against the car, presenting her round ass as she parted her legs. Even in the poor light he could see her pussy lips glistening, he started to wonder when she actually started thinking of something like this happening. But an impatient wiggle of her ass and a sultry look over her shoulder made him forget about questions. He took a second to kick his boxers and jeans closer to her own pile of clothing as he stepped closer and gave her ass a slap.

This elicited a giggle from her, resting one hand on her hip he guided his cock to her inviting entrance. As her wet lips locked around his head, he released his shaft and rested his hand on her hip, pushing forward she moaned in appreciation and a small groan of pleasure escaped his own lips as her velvet folds engulfed him. A fleeting thought crossed his mind about protection, but the way her pussy pulled on his cock, the warm wetness as he slid further, made him forget such notions very quickly. Instead he pulled his cock back and slid it into her again, making her moan, he loved how she moaned with each thrust as he kept thrusting into her with small thrusts, not going much deeper, but getting her even wetter and excited all the same. Then with a hard thrust he bottomed out inside of her, her breathless cry sounding like a slight squeak of surprise mixed with a cry of pleasure. He pulled back again, feeling her muscles trying to hold him inside of her, as half of his shaft slid free, he pushed back again, sliding home once more. By now she was resting her forehead on the car as her hands gripped the top, her back arched and pushing back against him.

The sound of a car starting up on the floor below them, urged him on, this was the last place and position he wanted to get caught in. Holding her hips he pulled her back into each hard thrust, his pace picking up along with her ragged breathing, cries and moans kept getting caught in her throat as each thrust grew in rapidness and power. She swivelled her hips, making the pressure of his thrusts change inside of her, her body finally adjusting to his pace as she became vocal again, moaning out in pleasure as his groin slapped hard against her ass in a furious rhythm. He could feel his orgasm building up, that delicious tingle which started in his balls and crept to his shaft, his muscles tightening as he prepared for what was sure to be a rather forceful orgasm.

“Oh FUUUCK!”

Her scream caught him by surprise, her head thrown back, her fingers clawing at the metal of the car as her pussy contracted violently, her juices squeezing past his shaft as he shoved deep into her. Unable to stop he pumped his rigid shaft into her convulsing body, gripping her hips tight as with one mighty thrust he came hard inside of her. It felt like his head had exploded, he held her firmly in position, groaning out his pleasure as months’ worth of cum pumped into her. Finally he collapsed on her back, one arm around her as the other rested against the car, both of them panting for breath. Finally he had enough strength to pull out of her pussy, his cock deflating slowly after leaving the hot cavern of her body. As he bent to pick up his clothing he noticed it, there on the backseat as bold as brass stood a packet of washing powder.

“What on earth? I thought you had forgotten it at home.”

She chuckled and brushed her hair out of her face,

“You really haven’t been looking around have you? I live two apartments away from you.”

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Asian

I have been extremely busy here as of late so I haven’t been able to write much. I am currently working on the next installment of “The Goth” and three other series that I think you will enjoy. However I have been given some stories from a friend of mine that wants to know what you think. Here is the first one. Welcome Home.

She waits, standing on the balcony looking out at the view of the mountains in which she lives, the negligee she wore, thin almost sheer white silk, open on both sides, held together by beaded strands that left her sides and legs completely bare even the sides of her full breasts exposed, the same beading being the only thing keeping it on her body over her shoulders, fluttered in the light breeze coming from the lake below. She knows he is coming, he always comes. He is hers now, as she is his. The anticipation is killing her, driving her up the wall for him to come home. She hears the front door open and her heart stops for a moment in her chest just as her breathing stills, it could be him or one of her brothers, they had free reign of their home as well. She couldn’t see them since her view was at the back of the home. Listening she hears his all to familiar foot steps, the calm slow movement and her heart begins to race in her chest. Ever closer they come, up the steps to their bedroom which encompasses the entire top floor, across the hardwood floor until they step out onto the balcony. She never turns, she doesn’t have to, the breeze brings the smell of his cologne to her and she breaths it in deeply. There he is he is behind her now, she can feel the heat of his body even without him touching her, it soothes her as much as it thrills her on so many levels. A tremor runs through her as he leans in, whispering in her ear, still not letting his body touch hers, “Has my Baby Girl missed me today?”, his hot breath brushing across her ear, teasing her with the touch she knows will come soon. He loves to make her wait for the inevitable, to let her anticipation grow as she waits for his touch. She is breathless when she answers, “Yes, I always miss you when you are away.” She can feel his smile as if she saw it with her eyes, she knows him so well, feel it in her heart making it soar and race even more. Ahhh he still teases her, reaching up to brush her hair back over her shoulder so that her neck is exposed to him, but never letting his finger tips touch her heated flesh. Oh yes her body was heating up, she could feel her desire and need, the moisture forming at the apex of her thighs, knowing that if he touched her sex or even looked he would be able to see her glistening excitment on her petals, so strong was her need and desire for him that just his mere presence affected her. With his height compared to her that when he leaned in to place that first kiss on her neck he still did not have to touch her as he could just bow away from her to keep from touching. She gasps out when his lips land on her neck, searing her as if they were a branding iron marking her as his, her body trembling visibly for more of his touch, it was never enough not for her. “I love how you react, how your body reacts to me and me alone.” He growls sensually against her neck where he had eskişehir escort kissed her causing her to whimper, his growl itself like a dark caress to her very soul. ” That is because I belong to you and no other.” His growl turned darker more primal as his hands came up to wrap around her like steel bands, trapping her arms at her sides and he pulls her back into him tightly, his mouth still at her neck. She can feel every blessed inch of his body now pressed to her, the hard plains of his chest, those arms around her that could break her if he so desired, his cock against her butt, resting between her cheeks, a soft moan slipping from her throat, feeling him hardening more and more against her. His mouth once more on her neck, kissing, licking, nipping, pushing her more with his play, her whimpering moans just encouraging him more, he wanted her ready for him, needed her as ready for him as he was her. She couldn’t tell him she was more than ready, her juices coating her sex testament to that, but he knew like he always knew, by her panting breaths that caused her breasts to rise and fall straining against the front of her negligee, to the way her body trembled at his touch, his kisses to her neck. Slowly his grip lessened on her body, his hands sliding back to her sides, his coarse hands moving along her bare flesh making chill bumps race across her sending a shiver through her. They moved down to her curvy hips, caressing back and forth from the front just grazing her pubic area to move back to almost massage the cheeks of her butt. Once more than ran back up hers sides, sliding forward under the gown to run over her flat stomach, feeling her muscles tense under his light teasing touch and back for his thumbs to run along the edges of her back, every higher. Her breath caught in her throat when he found her breasts, caressing the sides at first where they were exposed, to move more to the front, cupping their weight in his hands, massaging them until his thumbs grazed across her nipples, making them turn to hard little buds under his teasing touch. Small sounds, whimpering moans, the sounds becoming pleading almost desperate as she pushed back against him more, grinding her now extremely hard cock between her cheeks through her gown. That is when she realized as he had made his slow steady progress through the house, he had ridden himself of his clothes, somehow without missing a beat, his jeans were gone as well, she had been so focused on his touch she hadn’t realized he was already stripped bare, and oh was he ever ready for her, she could feel his cock pulse against her as she grinds back into her, the small jerks telling her he need her as desperately as she needed him. As if he could read her thoughts she felt his smile against her neck as he pull his hands from her breasts to move them up to her shoulders to ease the beaded straps down and along her arms, only then did she realize that when his grip on her had loosened she had reached forward and was now gripping the railing on the balcony for dear life. Letting go, she dropped her arms down so that he could move the straps down her arms. Once free of her arms, the negligee slid smoothly down her esme escort body to pool at her ankles leaving her bare to him, exposed, helpless to him with her need and desire. Once more he presses himself to her, now she can feel his hard body against her own softer one, she moans out in pure pleasure of the feelings, every place their bodies touch was like electricity running through her. His hands move over her body, touching everywhere he could reach, a low groan coming from her as he grinds against her once more, making her whimper out, wiggle and squirm against him as if trying to meld herself to him. Her own hands reaching back to do much the same, her nail grazing along his flesh. No sooner than she does this, does his hands come to her arms pulling them away from her just as he takes a step back, drawing her arms behind her back, gaining control of her. “Are you ready, Baby Girl?” , he growls from behind her, that kind of growl that told her how far gone he was. “Yes, I am beyond ready, I need you now.” She purrs back looking over her through a screen of her hair. Running his hands from her arms down to her wrists, he takes both of her slender wrists into one of his hands, keeping them locked behind her back, his other hand snaking up into her hair to turn her head back forward, pushing, bending her over the railing. “Don’t move.” He growls again but this time more controlling more commanding, all she can do is whimper in response, her body trembling even as she goes still, she knew that tone, making her heart skip a beat. Letting go of her hair, his hand moves down the center of her back, his touch feather light, still teasing her, down to the curve of her butt, caressing it before moving it to her hip, his grip tightening becoming more possessive. She feels him shift, move closer, the she feels his tip pressing to her entrance, parting her glistening lips, then more beginning to fill her tight wet walls, inch by delicious inch, stretching her to accept his size, her breath catching. Suddenly he pushes hard, filling her with the last couple inches at once, a soft cry slips from her, feeling his tip pressing against her cervix, opening her more for him. She hears his growling groan behind, “So wet, so tight, so perfect.” as he pulls back just to her entrance, wanting to push back against him to take him within the tight confines of her sex once more, but she cant his hold and his words keep her still, waiting. He doesnt make her wait more than a couple seconds that feels like an eternity, he pumps back inot her, one solid thrust, hard enough to make her body jerk foward against the railing, causing her to cry out softly once more, as her body conforms to his, fits him like a well made glove. He begins then to slowly pull almost out of her to pump into her again with force, this time pulling on her arms, pulling her back into the thrust, her body bounding a bit. He does this slow and hard use of her body over and over, repeatedly, moans of desire mixing in with her soft cries. She could hear the wet sound aach time he pumped back into, the sound of skin on skin, those sounds filling the air on the balcony mixing with her own sounds of desire and pleasure, espiye escort his groans coming with each trust, trailing off to growl when he pulls back. As his cock stroked her tight wet walls, her desire and need flared, sending shocks through her body, to the very core of her. He became faster and faster, moving from his hips for speed alone. As he picks of the pace he once more holds her in place, with each thrust she can feel her body bound between him and the railing, the railing digging a bit into he stomach, the slight pain just adding to her over all pleasure. He shifts changing the speed to hard and deep, her cries beginning to rink out in the mountain air. once more using he arms to pull her back into him, his tip now running along her sweet spot with each thrust, sending what felt like liquid fire racing through her viens. She is getting close, her already tight walls becoming gradually tighter. “That’s it Baby Girl, cum for me, show me your ecstacy.” His voice was rougher now in his own desire and need, she can feel him swelling inside of, filling her more and more until she can no longer take it. She cries out “Yes!” as she says the simple word she finds her release, her body tensing as her cries become silent screams of ecstacy. Her walls clamping down around his cock, coating him in her excitement, trying to milk him, to bring him with her. He keeps pumping his hard swollen cock inside of her, each thrust after her sends her high and higher into bliss, each thrust pushing her juices out of her to drip down her inner thighs. When she tightens he thrusts harder into her to make up the new tightens surrounding his cock, pulsing around him as her silent screams turns back to moans of ecstasy. He arches his back as his head falls back, never loosening his grip on her wrists, hard deep thrusts into her becoming less precise and controlled as his own desire races to the surface. Suddenly he slams into her, pulling her back into him, piercing her cervix with the tip of his cock just to release deep inside of her, coating her womb, claiming her as his inside and out, a deep growling groan coming from deep in his chest. He releases stream after stream of his seed inside of her, filling her, before he feels his cock slowly stopping his jerking and twitching. Finally her releases her arms just to wrap his once more around her trembling body and pull her back up and to him. She leans back into him and his embrace, her own legs still trembling and grateful for his support when she hears him whisper in her ear. “What do you say Baby Girl?” Her lips quirk up a bit into a lazy smiles working to calm her breathing before giving him a very satisfied and sated purr. “Welcome home, my Love, my Master.” He chuckles at her answer, not exactly the response he was looking for, but it would do for now, he had all night to make her beg him for her release and thank him for it. Feeling her still shaking a bit in his arms, he bends over her to catch her legs behind her knees, lifting her into a bridal carry to carry her back into their bedroom and lay her on the bed. As she stretches out on the bed smiling like a cat that ate the cream he watches her for a moment taking in ever last inch of her glorious body. “Oh I’m not finished with you yet, My little pet.” he growls to her in both a promise and a warning of things to come. She lets out a quiet laugh even as chills run up and down her spine at his words, excitement racing through her body once more.

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Celebrity

It was already after midnight when Mary and Theo got back to her apartment building following their first date.

The pretty brunette was executive secretary to the president of the company where she worked. Still not quite thirty she had risen quickly in the organization. In only a few short years she had risen from receptionist all the way to the top administrative position she held now.

Theo was a tall assistant manager at the same company Mary worked. Only in his mid thirties he was on the fast track for success, too. He had finally decided to ask her out and now that the date was at its conclusion, came the awkward moment.

“I had a great time, Mary,” he told her, smiling warmly. “I don’t know why it took me so long to get around to asking you out.”

“Well, I’m glad you finally did!” she said, smiling back. “I was starting to wonder!”

They both laughed.

“I really enjoyed it, too, Theo,” Mary finally said. “Would you like to come in? Coffee, perhaps?”

“I’d love to,” he allowed.

She led the way, letting them into the lobby and up the stairs to her second floor flat.

“Make yourself at home,” she said, gesturing to the couch. “I’ll start the coffee.”

Theo looked around the nicely kept living room. Everything neat and clean, the rug even looked like it had just been vacuumed. That stood in stark contrast to his own bachelor apartment. He sat on the couch and waited for his date to return. He only had to wait a few minutes before Mary came back and sat next to him.

“Coffee’ll be ready soon,” she said, looking into his eyes.

“Great,” he replied. “I just hope it doesn’t keep me up all night!”

Again they shared a laugh.

“Why?” Mary asked suggestively. “You think that’d be a problem?”

“Maybe not,” answered Theo in kind.

He slid a little closer to her and put his arm around the diminutive brunette. She looked into his eyes and they kissed. And kissed again. He pressed his tongue between her lips. She parted them and met him with her own. They were both more than a little heated up. She pulled back after a bit.

“Coffee’s probably ready by now,” she said huskily.

“Can’t it wait?” he asked.

“I invited you up here for coffee,” she said, winking at him. “Don’t want you to get the wrong idea.”

She disappeared into the kitchen again leaving Theo alone. He shifted around on the couch, rearranging himself to relieve the discomfort caused by his growing erection being bent over inside his slacks.

“You take sugar or milk?” she called out.

“No, black,” he said.

“Good man,” she called back and then emerged with two cups and placed them on the table in front of the couch. She glanced down at the bulge in his pants as she sat down. He followed her gaze.

“Glad to see me, eh?” she asked playfully.

“Uh, yeah,” he said, a little embarrassed. “Don’t you think we’d be more comfortable somewhere else?”

“I’m sorry if I got you all worked up, Theo,” said Mary apologetically. “I’m not the kind of girl to go too far on a first date. You might think I’m old fashioned, but I’m really saving myself for marriage. I think my husband will appreciate that.”

“Oh,” Theo replied, clearly disappointed. “Sorry if I got the wrong idea.”

“Look, I hate to let you down,” she said. “Do you like colored girls?”

“Well, that’s ok…” he started, her question finally registering with him. “Uh, what did you say?”

“I asked if you like colored girls,” she repeated. “You know, negroes. Black girls.”

“I never went out with one, if that’s what you mean,” Theo said. “Not that I don’t like them or anything. Just never came up. Why?”

“I have a live in housekeeper,” said Mary. “A colored girl. You can fuck her if you want. You want me to call her out for you?”

“Damn!” he exclaimed. “Are you serious?” esat escort He paused to consider this unexpected turn in the conversation. It seemed pretty outrageous to him, but he could feel his dick coming back to life.

“Of course I am, silly!” she said, smiling. The white girl looked down at Theo’s crotch again. “I can tell you like the idea.”

“Jocelyn!” called Mary. “Jocelyn! Come here, girl!”

The sound of a door opening could be heard and in a few seconds a tall, thick negress appeared from the hallway off the living room. She was dressed in a charcoal gray maid’s uniform complete with a white apron and cap. Theo observed that the black woman was much closer to his own age than Mary’s. He also liked what he saw, though he was having trouble believing that he’d be enjoying her charms any time soon.

“Yes’m, Miz Mary?” said the colored woman.

Jocelyn was hardly unfamiliar with servicing Mary’s dates. She’d been with her for so many years that it seemed perfectly natural for her to offer her body for the use of these men. She knew that Mary was determined to remain a virgin until her wedding night, to stay pure for her future husband. She was old fashioned that way.

The black housekeeper had come to love acting as a surrogate sex partner for her mistress. She had long ago come to feel pleasure from helping preserve the younger white woman’s virtue as well as service her other needs. She could feel her pussy grow wet as the white couple’s attention was focussed on her.

“My gentleman caller is uncomfortably aroused I’m afraid,” explained Mary. “You’ll relieve him.” She turned to Theo. “Would you like to fuck her or just have her suck you off? Either is fine with me.”

“Uh, well…” he stammered, not taking his eyes off of the black housekeeper. “You sure that’s ok, er, Jocelyn?”

“Please, Theo,” Mary interrupted him. “don’t worry about that. She’s a good girl and will do as I tell her to do.” She turned back to the black woman. “Isn’t that right, girl?”

“Yes’m, ma’am,” said Jocelyn, her eyes respectfully downcast.

“See?” Mary said to Theo. “Nothing to be concerned about.”

“I see…” Theo pondered. “You have to understand this is unexpected…”

“I’m sure it is!” laughed Mary. “But you should just get ready to enjoy yourself. I don’t want to lead you on and send you home unsatisfied after a truly wonderful evening.” She looked up at the big black woman. “Don’t just stand there like a dumb nigger! Get undressed for the gentleman and don’t embarrass me further!

“I’s sorry, ma’am,” Jocelyn apologized.

The colored woman still felt self conscious every time she took her clothes off for one of Mary’s men even though she’d done it many times in the past. She could feel butterflies in her stomach and face grow hot with embarrassment as she reached behind her back and untied the apron she wore. Next she unzipped the uniform dress and let it slide to the floor leaving her standing before the white couple in her slip.

Theo was mesmerized by the sight of this large black woman obediently stripping for him at his date’s instruction. He was fully erect as he continued to enjoy the spectacle.

Jocelyn pulled the slip up over her head and placed it on top of her other clothing. She reached behind her back and unfastened her bra, letting it slide forward down her arms revealing her heavy bosoms. She had very dark large areolas and thick nipples that pointed down and out from her saggy breasts.

Theo felt a surge in his dick at the sight of them. Mary watched his face intently, smiling as she did. She loved the look on a man’s face when he watched Jocelyn strip for the first time.

The big colored girl pulled her panties down, her last remaining garment. Theo almost gasped at the sight of her clean shaven pussy.

“You esenler escort like?” asked Mary coyly.

“Oh, yes,” he said, his eyes fixed on the negro housekeeper’s naked body.

“You want to fuck her?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he replied.

“I want to watch,” Mary stated. “You mind?”

“Not at all,” said Theo.

“You want your dick sucked first?” asked the brunette.

“Sure,” he answered eagerly.

“Do it, girl,” Mary said to Jocelyn.

The negro woman stepped over to the couch in front of the white man. She got to her knees before him and reached forward to unbuckle his belt and unzip his fly. He lifted himself to allow the black housekeeper to pull his trousers down to his knees, revealing his throbbing hard on.

Mary watched intently as Jocelyn leaned forward. He gasped as he first felt her hot breath and then her thick full lips. He sighed happily as he felt her wet warm mouth engulfing his dick. The black woman slurped away noisily on his white cock.

“Oh…” he murmured. “That’s sooo good.”

“She is good, isn’t she?” Mary said softly. “She has such a sweet mouth.” She addressed her housekeeper next. “That’s it, girl. Bob you head for the man. Suck his cock good for me like a good nigger. That’s the way.”

Although Theo was enjoying hearing Mary coax Jocelyn on, it was the colored woman who was most aroused by hearing it. She loved hearing Mary encourage her, and direct her. She felt she was truly acting as surrogate mouth and pussy for her mistress when she did. The negress could feel the moistness between her legs increasing along with her own arousal.

“You want to cum in my nigger’s mouth, baby?” Mary asked Theo. “You can if you want. Or you can use her pussy now. That girl’s got a sweet black coochie on her. Nice and tight. She knows how to use it, too. You want it?”

Jocelyn continued sucking and slurping on the white man’s cock while he struggled to decide.

“‘Course, you can fuck her later,” continued the white lady. “Would you like that? Cum in my nigger’s mouth now and use her coochie later? You can use her asshole if you want, too. She doesn’t get any pleasure from it, but I’ve been told she’s got a real good one that’ll fit your dick perfectly.”

“Oh, shit!” cried Theo. “Oh, fuck! Fuck!”

The colored woman kept sucking as the white man released into her warm mouth. Jocelyn swallowed his semen expertly. Hardly any leaked out, just a drop or two escaped her thick negro lips. As he relaxed, the black girl licked up what semen there was on his dick, finishing with a kiss to his cock head.

“Good girl, nigger,” Mary praised her. “Good girl. What do you say to the nice man?”

“Thank you, sir,” said Jocelyn softly. “Thank you fo’ cummin’ in ma mouth, sir. I hopes dis nigga please you good.”

“Oh, yes,” he started to say when Mary gently put her hand on his face and turned it towards herself.

“Talk to me, Theo,” she said gently, “not the nigger. As far as you’re concerned I sucked your cock just now. I just used my nigger to do it, understand? I only had her thank you because it’s important for her to remember her place and to be polite and respectful. A nigger always thanks a gentleman for using her. That’s all.”

“Uh, ok,” he said hesitating. He took one more glance at the humble negro woman kneeling on the floor before him, his semen dripping off her lip. Then he turned to Mary. “It was great! I loved it! You’re fantastic, Mary.”

“Mmmmm,” cooed the white woman. “I’m so glad you liked it.”

She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

“It’s getting late, baby,” she said at last. “I had a wonderful time, but we both have to go to work in the morning. I’ll have my nigger zip you up, k?”

“Oh, yeah,” he said, now esenyurt escort more alert. “It is late!”

He stood up, his pants falling even further down his legs. Jocelyn pulled them up and fastened the button, zipped up his fly, and buckled his belt.

“Let me walk you out, Theo,” she said.

They walked to the apartment door which Mary opened. They embraced and kissed once more and parted. The white woman closed the door after him. She turned to the kneeling negress.

“Good girl, Jocelyn,” she praised the black woman again. “You’re a good nigger. I think I may see that one again. And I could tell he enjoyed you!”

The colored woman blushed but also felt pride in having pleased her mistress.

“Thank you, ma’am,” she said. “I’s happy to please you.”

“Oh, you know there’s a little more pleasing for you to do!” Mary smiled at her. “Gather your clothes and come to my room.”

Jocelyn smiled to herself as she picked up her clothes from the floor and stood up. After dropping them off in her own quarters she joined her mistress who stood in the middle of her large bedroom.

The nude black woman stepped behind the white lady and unzipped her dress, helping steady her as she stepped out of it. She lifted the slip off her mistress and unclasped her bra. Stepping around in front she took the garment off her and glanced briefly at Mary’s small pert breasts with small pink nipples that pointed up slightly. Jocelyn involuntarily licked her lips at the sight. Finally the colored housekeeper pulled the brunette’s panties down, leaving her naked once she’d stepped out of them.

Mary smiled at Jocelyn as she lay on her bed and opened her legs. Patting her thigh with one hand and crooking the finger of the other she summoned her servant forward, indicating the nature of the service she required.

Jocelyn hungrily eyed her mistress’s pink pussy with the small patch of fine brown pubic hair as she crawled between the white lady’s legs. She kissed the insides of her thighs, enjoying the shudders of anticipation that caused in her. The negress was well practiced at pleasing Mary. Just because the brunette wanted her husband to be the first man to have her didn’t keep her from enjoying some pleasures of the flesh.

Mary was very aroused and Jocelyn could smell it long before she got her nose to the white woman’s coochie. The colored girl smiled to herself again as she began licking the pink pussy in front of her. It didn’t take long before she felt the creamy white thighs of her mistress holding her head firmly in place at her crotch. The black woman continued to lap the sweet juice up eagerly and began to squeeze her thighs together, putting pleasurable pressure on her own clit.

The brunette humped her black girl’s face vigorously as she approached her climax. The negress was also squeezing with more determination as well.

“Oh, yes… That’s it, girl!” cried Mary. “Yeah! That’s a good nigger. Lick me good! Oh!”

Jocelyn felt her own orgasm hit at that moment, moaning with pleasure into her mistress’s hot wet cunt. The white lady always loved the way that felt and gripped the black woman’s head even tighter and ground her pink pussy into the negress’s black face as she experienced her climax in waves.

At last Mary relaxed and motioned her servant to climb up beside her and planted a wet kiss on the negress’s lips.

“Good girl, Jocelyn!” she said dreamily. “You never fail to please me. Would you like to sleep in here with me tonight?”

This was not an privilege always offered and the black housekeeper felt honored at the offer.

“Yes, ma’am, Miz Mary!” she said with delight. “You too kind to yo’ nigga!”

“Well, you’ve been such a good nigger tonight, I think you’ve earned it,” said Mary. “Go get your blanket. You can sleep on your place on the floor tonight.”

“Thank you, ma’am!” the black woman was positively giddy. “I be right back!”

Jocelyn happily went to her quarters and collected her blanket and pillow. She returned to her mistress’s bedroom and lay on the floor at the foot of the bed. She smiled as she drifted off to sleep.

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Wild Night of Passion Pt. 2

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It had been a week since what happened between my fiancé and I and Kevin. I had been so busy planning my wedding that I could barely think about sleep, so thinking about a mind-blowing threesome was out of the question. I was standing in front of the three floor length mirrors admiring the dress I was in and talking to my maid of honor.

“So Nicole, what do you think about this one?” I asked her.
“I think it makes you look a lot wider than you are. You’re small, except for your tits, and your dress should show that and maybe make your ass look a little bigger.”

Nicole ALWAYS knew how to answer my questions and she was right, I did need something that made my ass look bigger. It’s not that I don’t have an ass; I have a really nice one actually. I just want one that matches the size of my tits.

“Thanks, I actually needed that, so what about this one?” I asked her as I slid the dress over my white lace bra and tanga.
“I like it the best” she told me and I understood why. It was a simple, strapless, ivory colored dress that corseted around my tits and waist and flowed out around my hips creating the illusion of a bigger ass.

I took the dress to the counter and made an appointment for it to be altered. Nicole and I went to our favorite Japanese restaurant to eat sushi. As we sat down, I saw Kevin and he was just as breathtaking as before. I mean words just can’t describe how hot he was. Apparently, he noticed my look and came over to our table.

“Emily, it’s so good to see you again. I trust you’re feeling fine and the soreness has faded.” He said this last part with a giant smirk on his face and a raised eyebrow in my direction.
“Thanks, Kevin and yes, I’m doing well. Oh, this is my maid of honor Nicole” I had noticed Nicole practically drooling over him.
“Well, Nicole it’s nice to meet you.” He said with a dashing smile.
“You too.” She replied. Well apparently Nicole was speechless.
“Well, Kevin I know this is short but your party is waiting and we need to order.” I winked at him, smiled, and glanced down at his cock.

He sat back down at his table which was apparently filled with coworkers. They were all in business suits. I’ve never been a business person but somehow I’m marrying an investment banker. I was still stuck gazing at him when Nicole hit the table. I was jolted out of my trance.

“Haven’t you heard anything I’ve asked you?” she questioned me.
“No, I’m sorry what did you ask me?”
“Where did you meet a hottie like that and when were you going to tell me?”
“It’s a very long story, Nicole and would not be appropriate for a restaurant.”
“Oh well then, I never imagined you for being tight-lipped Emily”
“I really need to go to the bathroom Nicole, I’ll be right back. Order the snow crab and eel for me and a hot tea to drink”

I really did have to go to the bathroom. I didn’t even notice Kevin following me to the bathrooms. I went into the women’s bathroom, splashed my face with water, and went into a stall. I heard footsteps and saw them walk in front of the stall and stop in front of each stall. Then, the footsteps headed towards the door and I thought they were leaving but then I heard the main door lock. I finished up and pulled up my pants and fethiye escort opened up the stall. He was standing right in front of my stall.

“Kevin, what are you doing in here?” I asked him. He said nothing just grabbed me around my waist and started kissing me hard and passionately. At first, I was so surprised that I was fighting him but then I relaxed and gave in to him. I eased up in his arms. He picked me up and placed my ass on the counter.

He kissed and sucked down my neck while he slid his hand up my shirt. He started playing with my nipple through the thin fabric of my bra. I exhaled deeply feeling my pussy getting wet and starting to throb. I undid his belt and almost ripped his khakis off. I had to have his big cock in me. He undid my pants and pulled them and my panties off of me in one swoop and spread my legs, admiring the view. He dove in licking and sucking my pussy lips and sliding a finger into my wet snatch. He then got up and put his cock at the entrance to my pussy and thrust his cock inside me in one push. I screamed in a mix of pain and pleasure.

“Shit Emily you can’t do that, you’re going to get us caught and thrown into jail for indecent exposure or something like that” he said..

He started to fuck me hard and fast, holding on to my legs so he could do it harder.

“Oh fuck Kevin I’m going to cum. You’re just so fucking big.” I said breathlessly on the verge of an orgasm. “Oh fuck, oh god, yeah fuck me Kevin, fuck meee” he fucked me harder and faster and my pussy exploded on his cock and I could feel my cum dripping down my ass.
“Oh yeah Emily I’m gonna fucking cum in you. You fucking bitch” he said as his cock exploded his cum inside my juicy fuckhole. It started leaking out mixing with my cum on my ass.

“Fuck you Kevin, you weren’t supposed to cum in me.” I said teasingly with a smile as I struggled to find my pants and panties. I checked the mirror to see if I was presentable enough to walk out to Nicole.
“That was great baby” I told him as I planted a kiss on his full lips.
“Mmm you too” he said as he slapped my ass as I unlocked the door and peeked my head out to see if anyone was waiting for the bathroom. Luckily no one was watching and I slipped out and joined Nicole.

“You were gone long enough. I almost thought you had fallen in the toilet,” Nicole said to me.
“There was a line. I’m sorry.”
“Well I didn’t see anyone come out before you.”
“Well you probably weren’t looking…oh look the food is coming, let’s eat” I told her, avoiding her line of questioning.

We ate our sushi in silence and asked for our check. The waitress looked at me and said “Do not worry, the gentlemen over there has already paid for it.” she had motioned towards Kevin who smiled at me and winked. Nicole got really pissed off for some reason and grabbed her purse and stormed out of the restaurant.

I chased after her shouting her name. After I finally caught up with her I asked her what was wrong. “You’re lying to me Emily and I really don’t like it,” she shouted at me. “I’m sorry but it’s really complicated,” I told her. “I’ve known you for 15 years, don’t you think I’d understand?” she asked. I finally told fikirtepe escort her the story of what had happened between Kevin, Jason, and me.

“Wow, that’s quite a story Emily and Jason didn’t mind?” she asked. “No, he actually liked it a lot.” I told her. “Was he big?” she questioned with a huge smile on her face. “He was HUGE, Nicole, I almost thought he was going to rip me in half!” I exclaimed. “So what really happened in the bathroom?” she asked. “Kevin fucked the shit out of me,” I laughed. “Well, was it good?” she inquired. “Very” I stated.

So we caught a cab and went to my apartment. I gave Nicole a hug and told her bye and that I would call her later. When I got inside, I ran to the bathroom to finally clean Kevin’s cum off of me. My pussy and my panties were completely soaked in his cum. I finished undressing and turned the shower on. I jumped in the shower under the warm jets of water and let it run down over my body. I heard a knock on the door while I was in the shower and I climbed out soaking wet and grabbed a towel and ran to the door. It was Jason.

I greeted him and told him to come in and sit while I finished taking a shower. I quickly finished up and walked into my living room and asked Jason about work and things like that. He told me that work was fine and his day was good. I kissed him and he looked me in the eyes and told me he needed to ask me something that I may not be comfortable with but he wanted me to do it.

“What baby?” I looked at him with my big brown eyes.
He sighed and reluctantly asked me, “will you have sex with Kevin?”
“Huh?” I looked shocked.
“Well it was just so hot to watch you with him and I’d really like you two fuck because it’s so amazing the way he stretches your pussy. I wouldn’t watch it in person or anything, but I’ll set up the video camera,” he explained to me.
“Well, I guess I will” I agreed.
“Good, I’ll set up the camera” he excitedly said.
“Um when is this supposed to happen?” I asked.
“Oh tonight I called Kevin when you were in the shower and asked him to come over. He’ll be here in about 30 minutes,” he told me with a smile.
“You sneaky sonuvabitch, you planned this already didn’t you?” I giggled.
“Yup, so I’m going to go set up everything” he walked to my bedroom and set the camera on my dresser facing my king sized bed”

He came back into the living room and told me he loved me and kissed me goodnight and left in his truck. I was still pretty dumbstruck because it was the last thing I expected but then again that was just Jason for me. I was still sitting in my towel when I heard a knock on the door. I ran to my room and grabbed my robe and went to the door and answered it. It was Kevin all right; he still looked hot from earlier today.

“Well this is quite a surprise” he said looking me up and down, “it was the last thing I expected tonight especially after earlier today”

He walked into my house and before I could say anything, he picked me up and started walking to the house, not talking to me, looking for my bedroom. He entered my room and laid me down on my bed.

“Now this is what I’ve been wanting, just me and you, in a place fındıkzade escort where I can fuck you for hours” He whispered into my ear.

Before I could respond, he pressed his lips against mine and began to slowly and passionately kiss me while running his hand down my thigh. He kissed down my neck and across my collarbone while untying my robe, revealing my nude body. He looked me in my eyes and told me how beautiful I was before he began caressing my breasts, toying with my hard nipples and giving them firm squeezes. He lowered his head to my left breast and began to softly kiss around my nipple, barely brushing his lips on my nipple every now and then. He took my nipple in his mouth and started to softly suck and nibble it. I could feel my pussy clenching and aching for his cock. He continued to kiss down my flat tummy to the top of my pussy. He spread my legs and kissed the top of my thighs and slowly made his way to my swollen, wet clit. He gently took it into his mouth and sucked it softly. He began to nibble it and I started grinding my pussy in his face. I could feel my orgasm welling inside of me, beckoning to be released. He teased and toyed my pussy making me cum all over his face.

He moved up my body with a big grin on his cum covered face. I turned him onto his back and straddled him and began to kiss his neck and ear while running my hands up his shirt. I then moved to his mouth and began to kiss him while unbuttoning his shirt. I could feel his hard cock pressing my pussy through his khakis. I kissed down his chest, giving his nipples a playful lick. I undid his pants and pulled them off of him, releasing his cock from its prison. I licked the pre-cum soaked head. I kissed down to the base of his cock and gave his balls a playful lick. I kissed back up his shaft and took his pulsating red head into my mouth and began to suck gently, slowly working my way down his cock until his entire 9 inch cock was down my throat I worked it up and down slowly feeling more of his pre-cum ooze out of his cock and down my throat. I slid it out of my mouth and crawled up his body until my pussy and his cock were at the same level. He put his cock to the entrance of my pussy and began to slowly push it in to me, stretching it wide open. My pussy was like a vise around his cock, clenching it and quivering under the slow pressure of his entrance. He lowered me down on it until it was completely in me. I started moving my hips in a circular motion, slowly riding his cock.

“Oh fuck Kevin, it’s so big” I screamed as I reached my first orgasm. He grabbed my hips and flipped me over onto my back and spread my legs wide. He started pounding my tight pussy hard. “Oh God, Oh yeah Kevin fuck me,” I screamed. I started moaning loudly as he fucked me harder. My pussy started clenching harder as I exploded with another orgasm. He fucked me harder and faster and I could hear his balls slapping against my ass.

He flipped me over on my hands and knee and slid his cock back into my pussy and grabbed my hips and started sliding in and out of my soaking wet, juicy cunt. He began to fuck me hard again and I could feel another orgasm building. He kept fucking me until my pussy spasmed on his cock again.

He started to breathe heavy and grunt. He pulled his cock out of my pussy and shot his cum all over my ass and back. He collapsed beside me and looked into my eyes. “You really are beautiful you know.” I smiled at him and thanked him and drifted off to sleep with his cum running down my ass and dripping down my hot, wet pussy.

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Brandy’s First Strict Obedience Training Lesson

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Hi, I’m Brandy. I’m 28 yo Bi Sub, 5”4”, 115 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, 32C breasts with permanently erect nipples (have been my whole life), and a shaved pussy. I’ve been a Sub most my life although I didn’t know it for quite a while. I do prefer men, but I am now a very well trained obedient Sub and will do whatever I’m told to by a Dom or Femdom. If you’ve read my some of my other posts about my journey finding out who I am and what my needs are, I hope you enjoyed it; if not let me repeat a little of the intro. My OBGYN once asked me how often I liked to have sex and I told her at least 2 hours a day. She seemed to have misunderstood and asked how many days a week and when I said every day she paused, wrote something in my chart and told me I was “oversexed”. I asked if that was a problem and she said only if it interferes with your life. I almost laughed as it is my favorite part of my life and told her it wasn’t a problem. She didn’t ask any more questions, but I suspect she realized that explained the various marks and bruises in private areas of my body.

I have several Doms I see often and even now two Femdoms that I visit infrequently. But I like variety and my sexual appetite is almost insatiable so I need to see different people for different experiences. I am upfront with them and my Doms all know about the others. Everything in my life was fine until one of my Doms contracted COVID-19, so I had to quarantine for 10 days and get tested regularly; well guess what even though I have no symptoms I tested positive which means now I have to remain in quarantine until I have 3 negative tests on three separate days. This is a serious problem ! I’ve tried phone, video, etc. but none of it works for me; I have to be with someone to orgasm. So I thought I’d write down some of my experiences of being a Sub and share them. After reading the wonderful and thoughtful comments people left me on my prior posts, I am so happy you enjoyed them. I must say reliving each of these experiences as I write them has been cathartic for me. I received several requests to explain the strict obedience training methods that one of my Doms used. So I called him to get permission and he said I could write about the first lesson of my training only, just to give you an idea of what techniques he used but the rest I am not allowed to share with anyone. So that is what this story is about.

To start, let me give you the larger picture. I met one Dom right after I graduated college that was exceptionally strict. Another Fem Sub that I knew told me about him and said he was too strict for her, but she thought he would be a good fit for me. She was definitely right about that. He trained me very well, including training me to cum only on command which let me tell you is not a course I’d recommend to anyone not able to handle a lot of punishment over a long period of time. This post is about the first lesson of my training. Note that any names are made up but the story is true.

I had made arrangements to meet my new Dom “Luther” at his house early on a Monday morning. I made sure I was there exactly on time, arriving early but ringing the doorbell at the exact time he told me to be there. I confess I was both excited about what I had heard, but also a bit scared given the comment my friend had made about him being too strict for her. When he opened the door I saw he was tall and well built with brown hair and eyes. He was attractive, although considerably older than I was guessing somewhere in his mid to late 30’s. He was wearing casual clothes, sweat pants and a t-shirt. I had put on some of my most sexy clothing and underwear wanting to make sure it would please him, but now I began to wonder if that was what he wanted. Luther told me to come in; I looked around at his house it was very modern and immaculate. He asked “you do know that I am very strict and demand complete obedience from my Subs” and I replied “yes Sir. He then told me to follow him and led eyyübiye me down a long stairway into the basement.

Luther casually said, take off all of your clothes you’re not going to need them today. The way he said “today” made me wonder how long this was going to last, but I quickly stripped naked and obediently awaited his next command. I looked around the basement and there were more devices and tools than I could ever imagine. I recognized some of them, but others were foreign to me and I couldn’t tell what they were for although I would eventually learn about all of them later in my training. There was a padded bench near the middle of the room and Luther told me to lie down on it. The bench had attachments at the sides for my arms and at the bottom for my legs. I lay down on the bench and placed my arms and legs where they appeared to belong. Luther came over and adjusted the bench so my arms were straight out at my sides and my legs were spread wide apart, locking the bench into that position. There was a large box next to the bench with lots of rope in it which Luther reached into and pulled out one piece; I could see they were numbered so he knew which one to use for what. He proceeded to tie every inch of my body from my waist up to my armpits firmly to the bench, when he got to my breasts he used a combination of knots and loops to tie them so they were squeezed tightly. He then took four more ropes and tied my arms and legs tightly to the bench attachments. The ropes were tight enough that I was completely immobilized, but not so tight that they cut off the circulation. By the time he was done I was so aroused lying there completely helpless I could feel my pussy start to moisten in anticipation.

Luther rolled over a table and locked the wheels so that it was positioned above my left shoulder next to my head. He placed a large container of what looked like a sports drink on the table and swung a metallic straw over my head so that it was positioned directly above my mouth. He said very seriously “Brandy, this is important so pay attention. You need to take a sip of this every ten minutes or you will get dehydrated. Take a sip now so you see how it works. “; I obediently complied, the straw was so long I thought I would have to suck hard on it to get any liquid but it actually was easy, all I had to do was raise my head slightly and sip on it to get a drink. He wheeled over a device that I was familiar with because one of my other Doms had one very much like it. It was a latex dildo attached to a rod which was then attached to a wheel on the device; I knew the device had a motor which would spin the wheel causing the dildo to move back and forth, basically a fucking machine. The rod also had an anal plug hanging from it on a steel chain, which I had not seen before. Luther removed a large tube of sex lube from his pocket, spread the lips of my pussy wide, pressed the tube into my pussy and squeezed a huge quantity inside me until it started dripping out from the side; then did the same with my ass. I lay there quietly not wanting to give him any reason to question my obedience. He then lubed the dildo thoroughly and slid the whole device forward pushing the dildo into my pussy, which caused me to moan very softly. He also lubed and inserted the anal plug into my ass. Luther took two wires with pads on the ends of them and attached one to each side of the fleshy mound above my pussy. He explained that the pads were sensors and when he turned the device on it would sense any movement which in turn would cause it to move; if I lay still it would not move but if I moved the machine would fuck me and the more motion the sensors detected the faster it would thrust. I was confused at this point; this all seemed so elaborate I couldn’t tell what the intent was.

Luther brought over a poll that had a solid base and a rod that ran horizontally off the top. Hanging from the rod was a wand vibrator which he positioned directly between my legs; adjusting it so it was leaning firmly against my clit. He then brought a tripod over with a camera attached that had a wire running across the floor and said “I’m going to be monitoring you with this; however it will not be recorded”. He turned on the fucking machine, but I remained motionless so it just sat there with the fatih escort dildo in my pussy and the anal plug in my ass. He then turned on the vibrator and I could immediately feel my clit start to harden; Luther stood back and watched. After a few minutes my clit was really hard and throbbing; my body started to tremble which caused the device to start fucking me with the dildo slowly. The chain attached to the rod was hanging loosely so it didn’t move yet. The slow motion of the dildo and the vibrator pressed with its full weight against my clit made me moan loudly. I held back as long as I could but it was too much for me and I came hard with my hips thrusting up and down; this caused the fucking machine to move really fast thrusting deep inside me and when it thrust deeply it pulled the anal plug deeper into my ass which made me cum even harder and longer until I was screaming. Eventually my orgasm subsided and the machine slowed down then eventually stopped moving altogether. The vibrator was still pressed against my clit, but I managed to hold still. Luther said “good, now you see how this works”. He turned around and walked toward the stairs saying “I’m going to go to work now, I’ll be back later”, then left leaving me wondering how long “later” was going to be.

I took a long drink from the straw, being very careful not to move any part of my body but my head. I was OK and able to relax for a little while, but then that vibrator started to make me start to tremble again which set off the fucking machine and I found myself repeating another long hard orgasm. There was a clock on the wall and I tried to focus on that and not my engorged throbbing clit, but it didn’t matter what I did because about every 10 to 15 minutes I came again. This went on for over two hours repeating the same sequence of trembling, getting my pussy and ass fucked, and having long hard orgasms. My pussy was very swollen and I was sweating heavily even though the basement was cool, I did remember to keep drinking through the straw to stay hydrated. I thought maybe if I could somehow move the vibrator off my clit I could make this stop. So I tried to use my hips to shove the vibrator off to one side. This was a big mistake. When I moved my hips hard to push the vibrator the machine started thrusting fast and deep inside my pussy and ass; the vibrator only bounced off my leg and then landed back bouncing hard against my clit which made me cum very hard and long again. When my orgasm subsided I was breathing heavily and could feel my chest pressing against the ropes that bound me. I would not be trying that again.

After 4 hours of repeated orgasms, I was getting really tired and my pussy was swollen and sore but these were electric devices and there was no way they would stop, so I had to accept the fact that this was going to go on until Luther returned and I had no idea when that would be. After another hour I had drank so much from the straw I really had to pee, but I clenched to try and hold it in. Well this too had exactly the opposite effect than I wanted because when I clenched it set of the fucking machine which made me cum hard again; this time with a squirting orgasm which is something I never experienced before. As tired and sore as I was, that squirting orgasm was intense and I was really aroused which did have the positive effect of making my pussy juices flow so my pussy was more slippery again. I drank heavily from the straw. If I was going to have to cum many more times I wanted them all to be squirting orgasms.

I did cum many more times and some of them were squirting orgasms, every nerve ending in my body was tingling and now each time I orgasmed my eyes would roll back into my head. I screamed, I cried, I begged to make it stop, but there was no one there to hear me. I had never had so many orgasms and although I thought my sexual appetite was insatiable, I was clearly wrong as I had gone far beyond anything I could have ever imagined. I looked at the clock and saw that over 5 hours had passed; I didn’t know how much more of this I could take without losing my mind.

I haven’t mentioned this in my other posts because it runs counter to the image of an obedient Sub, but I grew up and still live in NYC and my mother enrolled me in a Taekwondo dojo when I was young so I could protect myself. I stuck with it all the way through college attaining the rank of second Dan fatsa escort so I have a great deal of self discipline and body control. I reached deep into my training and forced my body as tired as it was to become rigid. I meditated and slowed my breathing to calm my body as much as possible. This worked for a while, but unfortunately my body betrayed me as it was so hard wired now after all these years to cum hard when stimulated and I could feel my body start to quiver again as that damn vibrator incessantly pressed hard against my clit. I couldn’t hold back any longer and I came again long and hard as the fucking machine thrust deep into my pussy and ass. I was completely defeated and submitted to the machines making me cum over and over again.

Wearily I looked up at the clock seeing another 90 minutes had passed. I had been there for almost 7 hours now and was beginning to regret having been attracted to the thought of a “very strict” Dom. But then I heard the door open and Luther walked down the stairs. Without a word he shut off the vibrator and fucking machine rolled it backwards so the dildo and anal plug pulled out of me; then unbound me from the table. Luther helped me first sit up which made me lightheaded; then he helped me stand holding my arm and waist until I wasn’t wobbling and could stand on my own. He pointed to a glass and chrome shower stall in the corner of the room and told me to get cleaned up and to come upstairs to the kitchen when I was done. He left and went upstairs. I staggered over to the shower and saw there was a table next to it. On the table were a towel and my clothes all neatly folded with my clothes stacked in a pile. I got in the shower and turned the water on, there was a brand new bar of soap and I washed myself thoroughly. I dried off with the towel and wrapped my long hair with it as I got dressed. I dried my hair as much as I could with the towel and then folded it neatly as it had been placing it back on the table.

My pussy and ass were so sore climbing those stairs was painful, but there were handrails on both sides and I managed to drag myself to the top. I looked around saw where the kitchen was and walked in. Luther pointed to the table which had four chairs but only one place setting and told me to sit where the place setting was. He was cooking something and I realized I hadn’t had anything to eat except yogurt and a fruit smoothie since early this morning so I was really hungry. He brought over a tray and placed a plate with scrambled eggs and toast in front of me. He then put a cup of herbal tea and an assortment of small jars of jam plus one of honey in front of me. I was practically drooling when Luther told me to eat. While I was eating I realized this meal was carefully planned to revive me; it had protein, starch, sugars, and a calming tea. I finished everything on my plate and drank all of the tea which I had sweetened with the honey. I sat there obediently looking at Luther who was sitting opposite me at the table sipping what looked like Scotch.

I couldn’t resist and asked “did I please you Sir ?” I thought I heard Luther sigh as he put the glass he was holding down on the table. He said “Brandy, your performance today was average at best. There are 10 lessons each one harder than the one prior and you need to master each before moving on to the next. The first lesson is to teach you to be able to control your body even under duress. So before I answer your question, let me ask you if you want to commit to being fully trained ?” I hesitated and thought about it for a moment but then replied “yes Sir”. Luther said “then I am pleased with you. Come back tomorrow at the same time and you will repeat this lesson until you learn complete self control.” I replied “yes Sir, thank you for taking the time to teach me”.

Luther escorted me to the door and I walked only as far as the corner of the block where he couldn’t see me anymore. I was too sore to walk all the way home and hailed a cab. When I got home I immediately filled a bag of ice and sat down with it between my legs, thinking what had I just committed to ? But I did go back the next day and the day after that; by the middle of the third day I had mastered my first lesson and could remain motionless even under the most intense orgasm. Luther was pleased and told me to take one day off before we would start my second lesson. I was both eager and fearful, remembering he had said each lesson was harder than the prior one. This is as much as I’m allowed to share so this story ends here, but I did complete all 10 lessons and as I said in the beginning of this post it is not something I would recommend to anyone not able to handle a lot of punishment over a long period of time.

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