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Sex, Lies and Digital Cameras PT.2

Over the next couple of months I used my digi-cam to spy on my wife whenever I worked away from home. I was lucky several times, if I overhear her making arrangements, with her lover, I set the recorder accordingly.

On these occasions, I filmed Linzi and her lover, Barry, fucking and sucking for hours on end.

Their behaviour became predictable, on most visits. Linzi would answer the door, dressed in sexy underwear. Within seconds of entering the living room she would have his cock out of his pants and halfway down her throat. Sometimes, if he was in a hurry (coming home from work or the gym), he would be satisfied with a blowjob – always splashing his come on her face.

More often, than not, she would suck him or deep-throat him for 5 or 6 minutes, then he would fuck her pussy, finish in her arse, and she would lick his dick clean. The ‘action’ never lasted more than an hour. He would have a beer or a cup of coffee, then go home. At first I was relieved that she was only using him for sex, and wasn’t actually in love with him, but the longer it went on, the more I realised that she was hooked on him, like a drug addict.

Occasionally he would be in a hurry and be satisfied with a blowjob, when he would blow his wad in her mouth, which she would gratefully swallow.

On other occasions, I set the camera up in the hope that Barry would arrive. Several times, all I recorded was my wife watching TV. It would be obvious by the way that she was dressed, that nothing was planned, so I would stop the tape after 10 or 12 minutes.

One day, just as I was about to switch the tape off, I heard the doorbell ring. Dressed in her work clothes, Linzi looked puzzled as she left the room. Out of curiosity, I continued to watch. Looking a little bit confused, Linzi re-entered, followed by Barry’s brother, Stu. He looked a bit drunk.

The tape sound wasn’t great, as the TV was still playing, so it was difficult to hear what they were saying.
Stu flopped onto the sofa, while Linzi nervously stood in the middle of the room. It became evident that he was clumsily asking for sex. Linzi didn’t seem interested. Stu became agitated and stood up. He threw his jacket on the floor, unfastened his combat pants and pulled his swollen cock out of his boxers, waving it at her. Linzi seemed to be telling him to put it away and leave.

After a few minutes, he seemed to get the message, and started to pull his combats up. His head dropped and he began to get very upset, apologising and on the verge of tears.

Linzi took pity on him, moved towards him and placed her arms around his shoulders. She planted a soft kiss on his cheek, then whispered something. He cheered up instantly.

Removing one of her hands, she placed it on his soft penis, gently tugging on it. A huge smile lit up his face, as her tugging started to take effect.

Sliding down his young body, Linzi’s face was in front of the now, very hard black cock.

The bitch just couldn’t resist, could she?

Like the expert that she was, she enveloped the fat head with her lips. Stu rested his hands on her shoulders and slowly moved his hips back and forth, fucking my wife’s mouth.

She tapped him on the thigh, and motioned him to lie down, on the sheepskin rug. They ended up in a 69- type position. Her mouth was clamped around half of his cock as she lifted her skirt and pulled at the elastic of her tights. He got the message and pulled them and her knickers off her legs. Her sucking was becoming faster, and the boy was getting closer to the edge, when she opened her legs for him. Stu knew exactly what to do, and buried his face in her cunt, lapping at her like a puppy. He must have found her clitoris very quickly as she began to crush his head in her vice-like grip. Her body shook like she’d had an electric shock, when she orgasmed. It was all too much for the boy, his cock fell from her mouth and he sprayed jets of white spunk all over her face and hair.

Not wanting to let it go to waste, Linzi tried her best to catch some in her mouth, but there was too much and it was coming out too quickly.

Five minutes later, as Linzi recovered, lying on her back with her legs wide open, Stu stood up, fastened his combats, appeared to say ‘thanks’, and left.

One of my other ‘lucky captures’ was on a Friday night, when I had to attend an exhibition in London. Expecting her to go clubbing and return with Barry, I set the timer for 1am.

Sure enough, at 1.10, the house lights went on, but instead of Barry, a very drunk Linzi arrived holding hands with two guys in suits. One black (of course!), and one white. They both looked about 40 and could have been sales reps or something similar. The black guy was about 5ft. 10, well groomed, with a goatee beard, and his friend was shorter and slimmer.

Linzi staggered across the room to put a CD (Macy Gray) on the hi-fi.

After dropping her jacket on a chair, she began to drunkenly dance with the black kütahya escort guy, sloppily kissing him at the same time.

His hands went straight to her cute arse (partly to keep her from falling over). When he met no resistance, he pulled her dress up and over her hips, just as Barry had done some months ago, exposing her fleshy arse, pink g-string and stockings to his friend.

The white guy joined them, by pressing himself against her back, grinding his hips into her exposed buttocks.

Linzi let her head fall against the second guys chest, as the black one stroked and kissed her tits. She was in ecstasy as they pulled her dress up and over her head, leaving her in matching pink underwear. Her Wonderbra made her tits look huge. The black guy obviously agreed as he buried his head in her ample cleavage, licking and kissing her sweaty breasts. Number two had taken his jacket and shirt off, by now and was kicking his shoes into the corner.

He turned Linzi to face him, and sunk his tongue into her mouth, she responded instantly, by unclipping his belt and pulling his zip down. When she placed her hands on his bulge, his trousers dropped to his ankles. Very deftly he stepped out of them as Linzi released his throbbing cock from his pants. She broke from her kiss to look at it. Smaller than her black lovers, she wasn’t disappointed; it must have been 6 or 7 inches long and quite thick (again, bigger than mine). She turned her eyes back to his and raised her eyebrows, to express her pleasure.

Number 1 was now naked and standing behind her. Slightly dipping his knees, he moved forward and pressed his cock between her legs. Linzi jumped with shock, and moved away from them. Laughing at her reaction, Number 1 placed his hands on his hips, breathed in and waved his cock at her.

If she was happy with Number 2, she was positively overjoyed with Number 1. It looked every inch as big as Barry’s cock.

Linzi unclipped her bra, tweaked her nipples and fell to her knees, between the two men. Her hands immediately went to their dicks. Nature took over and she began sucking on the large black cock, as she wanked the white one. Both men played with her tits as she alternated sucking them. The white guy said something to his friend, who nodded agreement. He then helped Linzi stand up. Her face was covered in a drunken, sloppy, grin as she lay on the sofa.

Number 2 knelt between her legs, stroking her inner thighs, as Number 2 fed his cock into her mouth.

The white guy was running his fingers up and down her crack, making her squirm and wriggle with anticipation. Number 1’s eyes were a picture as he eased more and more of his black snake into her mouth and down her throat.

Number 2 had lifted her up to remove her soaking panties, which he threw on top of the TV.
Linzi couldn’t have spread her legs any further, as one was on the floor while the other ankle was hooked over the back of the sofa. Number 2 must have felt like a gynaecologist as he stroked and fingered her neatly trimmed pussy, while his friend was getting the deep-throat treatment at the other end.

As the black guy was gently fucking her throat his friend asked him and Linzi something. Number 1; just grinned and nodded, Linzi raised her eyebrows. With this, he moved his position until his cock was at her entrance. With his hands holding her legs in place, he slid in to her cunt.

Linzi’s body seemed to tense up for a moment, then she relaxed, and continued fucking the big black cock with her mouth, as the white guy fucked her pussy. When they realised that Linzi was really enjoying this, both men began to increase their speed, especially the guy fucking her. My wife was now wide eyed with excitement, her lower body was trying to meet his thrusts, but her position made that too difficult. Unsure what she wanted, Number 2 leant forward, grabbed one of her tits and pushed her left leg forward until her ankle was touching her shoulder.

She was now struggling to keep up with them, but they seemed oblivious to any distress, as the white guy started to really buck his hips, forcing his friend to cradle her head as he, himself was now increasing his own speed. In a flurry of bodies Number 2 flung his body back, gritting his teeth as he flooded her womb with his juices, which set his buddy off. The black guy was twitching so much; he pulled his cock out of Linzi’s mouth so quickly, spunk was flying in all directions, landing on her face, the sofa and his pal. Linzi straightened her body out, as Number 2 pumped his last few drops into her.

Number 1 slid to the carpet and held my wife’s hand. The white guy pulled out, and was still quite stiff. Not wanting to miss a once in a lifetime opportunity he moved in front of Linzi and asked her to lick him clean, which she did with pleasure.

When she had finished, Linzi appeared very drowsy. A brief conversation ensued, ending with one of them using our phone, to call a taxi. She made herself comfortable manisa escort and fell in and out of sleep as the guys got dressed. 15 minutes later the guys picked up their jackets, and gently kissed her on the cheek and left, leaving her asleep on the sofa.

Our sex life soon became non-existent, as I was disgusted with both Linzi and myself. Just as she appeared to be hooked on sex with her black boyfriends, I was, also, hooked on watching her, and sniffing her soiled panties, at every opportunity.

As the year came to an end, I knew that our marriage couldn’t last, but I wasn’t prepared for the final chapter in our charade.

‘Ring, ring, ring’, I heard the phone, as I walked past the living room. I stopped and listened at the door. In hushed tones, I heard Linzi’s one- sided conversation.

“Hi….yes, busy in his room…..What do you think….I’m as horny as fuck….you told me that I had to wait….God, yes…..I need to fuck you now! I don’t think that I can wait until Thursday….Oh! Fuck, Barry! That sounds great…I’ll do it in the morning…he doesn’t look down there anymore, anyway….shit! I can’t wait to see the look on their faces when I answer the door…. (Laughter)…let me use the dildo….please….please….Fuck off!…You’d better be first through that door, because I’m going to fuck the first thing that moves! See you, Thursday. Love you.”

Nothing shocked me anymore. All I could think of was setting my camera up, for Thursday night.

The next few days were spent in the normal routine. We went through the motions, but even some friends had noticed the change in our relationship.

I rushed back from the airport on Friday lunchtime, to find the camera in it’s usual place, and as the tape rewound in the VCR, I checked the wash basket for her underwear. I was disappointed. All I could find were a pair of hold up stockings.

Returning to the living room with some Kleenex and a can of beer, I pressed ‘start’.

The room was empty, but I could hear music (Bob Marley). A couple of minutes passed, then Linzi appeared, wearing her bathrobe, carrying 10 or 12 cans of beer. She set them on the coffee table, and lit a cigarette. Nervously she looked at her watch.

It was apparent that they were creatures of habit. He always arrived between 7.15 and 7.30, and left at 9.30. I guessed that he, too, was married.

Over the sound of the music, I heard the doorbell ring. Smiling, Linzi took her robe off, and threw it behind a chair.

She was naked, apart from her stockings and high-heels!

As she walked towards the door, I spotted that she had shaved and shaped her bright red pubes, into a diamond.

Moments later, three, laughing, black men entered the room. Linzi followed with Barry and Stu.

The two guys that sat on the sofa were in their mid twenties. Like Barry, they had shaved heads, tattoos and covered in gold chains and rings. Their t-shirts emphasised the muscles on their arms and chests. The other man was much older (late thirties), stockier and shorter. He looked just like Joe Frazier, the boxer.

She virtually skipped across the room, making her swollen tits bounce, when Barry asked for a beer. Deliberately keeping her legs together, and with a stiff back, she bent over to get some cans. The men cheered and ‘high-fived’, each other, as she passed them around.

Barry held onto her, by the waist, as he swigged from his can. Linzi was rubbing herself against his leg, like a bitch on heat. Apart from playing with a breast and tugging at a nipple, he ignored her while he talked to his pals.

Linzi couldn’t wait any longer, as she continued rubbing her crotch against him; she slipped a hand down his joggers, to feel his cock. Barry was in his element, pretending to be Mr. Cool as my white, sex craved wife played with his cock.

He let go of her waist and playfully spanked her arse, as she pulled his long, soft, dick out. She looked up for his approval before she began sucking on that enormous weapon. He nodded, so she fell to her knees, and began slobbering on the knob and veined shaft.

Stu and the others sat staring in amazement as Linzi licked and sucked Barry for their entertainment. It grew before their eyes as she pumped more and more blood into the shaft.

Barry steadied her tilted head with his hands, and slowly fed his cock into her mouth and down her throat. I was still amazed at her prowess at ‘deep-throat’, especially considering the size of that thing.

As she gently rocked on her knees, sliding 4 or 5 inches in and out at a time, Barry said something to the others. In an instant they were on their feet and clothing was quickly discarded.

As soon as he had withdrawn, ‘Joe Frazier’ immediately replaced him in her mouth, with the thickest cock that I had ever seen, as Linzi was surrounded, by four, new, rampant black cocks. Feverishly she gobbled on it as she jerked the others to hardness. Laughing and joking they pushed each other out of their way as they, each, forced mardin escort their fat cocks into her waiting mouth.

Grabbing her head, and pushing it back, the short guy, looked at Barry, who nodded. Within seconds he was firing his spunk all over her face. Strands were going in her eyes and up her nose. She never budged. As he squeezed his last drops onto her tongue, Stu took over.

His hand was a blur, as he, too, exploded into her mouth. There was so much spunk, bubbles formed as she gasped for air, and it ran down her chin, onto her tits.

Linzi’s hands began rubbing it in to the skin of her soft breasts. I’d never seen her nipples look so hard or so long.

Now laughing hysterically, the other two pushed Stu away and placed their knobs together on her lips. As one, they spilled their hot, white goo, into her mouth and across her face.

Watching them wipe their used cocks on her face, I spontaneously ejaculated in my pants.

Barry spoke, at last, and his friends moved back. Grinning, Linzi sat back, onto her calves. Facing Barry, she licked her fingers clean as she wiped the excess love-juice into her mouth.

Her lover helped her to her feet. When she stood up he placed his massive hand between her parted legs. After he whispered something into her ear, she moved to the sofa.

With her arse on the edge, Barry took her ankles, and spread her legs as far as his arms would allow. The camera angle wasn’t terrific, but I could, just, make out her shaven pussy glistening for him. His cock looked enormous as it entered her.

Linzi let out a howl as he sank all 10 inches in. With her legs held apart by his arms, Barry proceeded to give her a ‘Helluva’ fucking. Linzi pulled his face into her shaking breasts as he hammered her bald cunt; for all that he was worth.

Stu and the others stood as close as they could, drinking beer and discussing the action like connoisseurs.

Barry, slowed down, and raised his head. Linzi relaxed her grip on him. His shiny black sword looked even bigger as it slid out.

Still holding her legs apart by the ankles, he said something to her. My wife vigorously nodded her head. Making sure that his friends were getting a good view, he nudged her ‘starfish’ with the tip of his cock. As usual it slid in with no resistance. The two, tall guys, jaws dropped, like in a cartoon, when Barry’s full 10 inches disappeared into her arse.

I could hear my wife screaming “Yes, yes, yes! OOOOHHHH! Fucking Hell! Yes, yes, yes!” as he increased his speed. Linzi was now bent double, resting on her shoulders, as he rammed her arse, “Ohhhhh! Barry! Barry! Fucking Hell! Barry!” she kept screaming. Biting his lip, he pulled out of her hole, dropped her legs and his shit stained cock erupted into her mouth. My wife clamped her lips around the shaft, so as not to spill a drop. After jerking his last few drops onto her face, Barry moved away, to get a beer.

Stu replaced his brother, in my wife’s pussy, while one of the tall ones knelt by her head, for her to eagerly suck him.

Barry and the others stood close by, naked, drinking beer, as Linzi looked in Heaven as the two men fucked her from both ends.

Stu was still ‘banging away’ when his pal spunked all over her face, for the second time.

Linzi rested her spunk-covered head on the arm of the sofa, as Stu raised her legs in the air.

Stu withdrew from her shaved pussy, and quickly pushed his cock into her arsehole, like his brother had done.

‘Joe Frazier’ and Barry were laughing out loud at my wife’s discomfort, as Stu fucked her arse, making her grunt like a pig. Stu turned to face his brother, as he sent more cum up her backside.

Linzi was panting for air as Stu slipped his cock out of her stretched hole.

Moving towards her, ‘Joe Frazier’ tugged at his gruesome cock. “Get on all fours!” I heard him growl. Linzi obeyed, immediately, facing the camera.

He knelt behind her, grabbed her by the waist and roughly rammed his cock into her. Linzi grimaced, as his fat cock stretched her arsehole. ‘Smokin’ Joe’ had an evil grin on his face as he fucked her. “Aaaaggghh! Oh, yesssss!” I could hear her moan, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” she kept repeating, as she became acclimatised to his roughness.

“Do you like that?” he asked.

“Yes, yes, yes.” She replied, through gritted teeth.

“So you like it Doggy style? Do you?” He continued as he abused my wife.

“Yes, yes, it’s fucking great! I love it.” She hissed.

“If you like it Doggy style, then bark like a dog!” He growled as the others, including Barry, laughed.

Linzi shook her head.

Fucking her so hard, now, she was struggling to stay on all fours, he shouted, “Never mind that, bitch! I said bark! Come on, bark like a fucking dog!”

“Woof, woof, WOOF!” Linzi complied.

All five men were laughing at Linzi’s humiliation.

“Right, you dirty bitch, that’s enough of that. You can suck me off now.” He told her as he pulled out.
Sitting back on his haunches ‘Frazier’ waved his cock at her. Linzi turned to face him, giving me a perfect view of her hideously over-stretched arsehole, when she bent forward.

Without touching my cock, I ejaculated for a second time, as Linzi proceeded to lick and suck his shit covered cock.

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School Daze: Chapter 3, Going Solo

The story School Daze contains chapters one and two Of the adventures of our three friends. If you haven’t read them you may want to do that first.

Erin was waiting for me when I arrived at our first class at eight o’clock the next morning. We both greeted each other with shit-eating grins while she gently grabbed my arm and gave me a little kiss on the cheek.

“Good morning” I greeted

If the memories of last night were not vivid enough, seeing Erin and getting a whiff of her perfume made my mental pictures even stronger.

“Good morning, is that all you can say. I thought after last nigh this morning might be a little better than good.” She said with a sly smile on her face.

“No, your right it’s a fantastic morning. The sun is out, the air is fresh, you’re here and it is Friday.”

We walked into class and sat next to each other and suffered through the first class of the day. This first class of the day was turning out to be a real dud and I made a mental note to make sure I was well caffeinated in the future.

We both got through the anatomy class and quiz in the next session. I look over at Erin during the quiz and couldn’t help but notice a smirk on her face as she labeled the diagrams of the male genitalia.

I hooked up with Erin after class. Human sexuality class only met two days a week so there was no class today. This also meant no Amanda today also. Erin and I got some coffee and sat down on the lawn near an open grassy area.

” You sped right through the quiz, no problems with the male anatomy eh.” I teased her.

“No, I had a good study session last night. How about you, any problems with the quiz?”

“No, the material was still petty vivid in my mind.”

I tried to talk Erin into a “study session” over the weekend but, I was informed that her parents were in town visiting and studying would be on hold.

“Anyway, Thursday is our designated study night. We can’t break our agreement so soon. And remember no “studying” by yourself, you have to study with the group.”

“Thursday! I don’t know if I can hold off until Thursday, I may explode.”

“Just see that you do. It’s not going to be a walk in the park for me either.” Erin quipped back.

“Ok then, Thursday it is.” I said as I started to get up. “Have a good weekend with your folks and give Amanda a hug for me.”

“Will do, and have a good weekend yourself. See ya Monday.” Erin stood and gave me a kiss on the cheek and with her free hand gave my crotch a little squeeze. “And remember, no studying alone.”

Erin walked off and I felt the lingering of her little crotch squeezing I could feel myself start to get hard again. No doubt about it, this was going to be a long week.

Everywhere I went that weekend, something reminded me of sex. Not that I don’t think about sex all the time anyway, but not being able to find any relief magnified every little encounter. First was the sweet little thing in the tank top in front of me at the convenient store getting some beer. No bra with perky nipples straining at the fabric of her cotton tank top with short shorts crawling up the crack of her ass. She dropped her change, I’m sure on purpose, giving me a great view down the top of her shirt as she bent down to get it. I was looking right down her top as she was looking me straight in the eye. I was busted. Knowing she gave me an eye full she smiled as she glanced at my crotch to see if she got her desired effect. She did.

Saturday afternoon I went to the library to do some real studying. I settled down at a table in a quiet section and spread out my stuff. It was still early in the semester and the building was all but empty. No one studies this early in the semester. They usually wait until its time to cram. The only other person around was this pretty little redhead sitting at a table about twenty feet away. Whenever I go to the library, I like to find a spot near a pretty little something. That way I can let my mind wander when I need a break.

From where I was sitting I could see under her table and had a good view of her legs and the area that was being hidden by her short little tennis skirt. When she readjusted her self and uncrossed her legs I could see a little further up her skirt. The longer we studied the higher her skirt rose. I tried not to stare but I was sure she caught me glancing now and then. Before I knew it, I started to feel that stirring in my pants. Finding it difficult to get comfortable I kept fidgeting in my chair trying to find a position to revealing the stress in my shorts. Sensing my discomfort, my little friend kept the pressure on, letting the skirt rise even more letting her red and white checked cotton panties come into view. As my eyes strayed from my work we would occasionally catch each others eye. She would give me a little smile, return to her work and let her legs spread a little further apart.

Not being able to take much more of this excitement, I decided to head to the gym to burn off some frustration. I worked on the heavy bag for about thirty kuşadası escort minutes and got in six rounds of sparing. This is an intense workout and drains ones energy. Usually after a work like this it is difficult to get an erection until I have a few hours to recover. After a shower and change of gear I headed home.

Walking up the stairs to my little second floor apartment I met my neighbor Cindy on her way down. Cindy is a dizzy little blond that lives with her boyfriend and is always teasing just about anything in pants. The staircase isn’t wide enough for to way traffic so we had to turn a little sideways to let each other pass. As we passed Cindy got right up next to me and let her breast brush across my chest as we passed.

“Excuse me. I apologized as she brushed against me.”

She didn’t say a word. She just looked back, winked and went on her way. Damn, I was hard again.

The next day wasn’t any better. Every time I saw a tight little body I would feel my cock start to stir. My nocturnal erection took on new meaning. I would find myself stoking my erection in my sleep and wake up with a hard-on that could drill through granite. I was so horny the crack of dawn wasn’t safe.

Monday morning finally came at last. I ran into Erin outside our first class.

“Have you been a good boy?” she asked.

“I have and it hasn’t been easy. As a matter of fact, I had a wet dream last night. I don’t think that breaks our little convenient does it?”

“I guess not, I guess there is any thing you can do about what happens when you’re asleep. You were really asleep right?”

“Scouts honor”

“How about you, have you been able to refrain?”

“I have, but I have to admit, I‘m having erotic dreams”

I sat next to Erin for the first two classes and managed not to cum in m pants as I took in the aroma of her perfume and recalled her naked body on the dinning room table. Amanda was there waiting for us when we walked into Human Sexuality class. it was a joy to also see her smiling face and tight little body. I sat with the girls on either side of me and I sort of felt like Hugh Hefner.

Erin leaned across me and told Amanda about my wet dream and she smiled.

Pam entered the class, dropped a small pile of notes on the lectern, and addressed the class.

” When it comes to masturbation there are two kinds of people, those who do it, and those who lie about it.”

Pam had a way of addressing what was sure to be a delicate discussion with a little humor to break the ice.

“Let’s start our discussion today with reasons why masturbation is better than sex.”

She looked right at me. “Since you’re the only male left in the class, why don’t you start us off”

I briefly looked around and saw that the only other guy was absent and assumed that he dropped the class (which I found out later to be true). I have to admit I was starting to get a little nervous. Some twenty odd pairs of female eyes looking at me to open up the discussion on a very personal subject. After all only two of these ladies had actually watched me masturbate. I thought I might try to play off Pam’s opening remark.

With as innocent a face as I could muster, I said. “I don’t know what your talking about, I don’t masturbate . . . ’

Pam laughed and shot back at me “You lie like a rug”

The class let out a roar of laughter. “Ok,” I started out again.”How about you don’t have to wait for your partner to be in the mood.”

“Good start, anyone else want to chime in”

After a few seconds someone said. “You can’t get pregnant”

That was followed with “You can’t get a disease”

Then they started coming from all corners of the room.

“Relieves boredom”

“Its relaxing”

“You always get to orgasm”

“Helps you sleep”

“You don’t have to worry about your partner”

Pam jumped in.” We have a lot of good reasoning here. Let’s look at a few of these in more detail. Let’s look at the health benefits first. Society is obsessed with sex, but we don’t see the headlines “Study Shows Daily Masturbation Reduces Stress, Invigorates Heart, and Prolongs Life.” It’s just another example of the taboo clothing this simple sexual activity, because all of that is true!”

“Next to running, masturbation is my favorite way to clear my brain. I take that back, I prefer masturbation to running. It is not as nearly as hard on the knees.” She continued.

“People have been obsessing for so long over the mythological health risks of masturbation that they don’t stop to think about the numerous benefits. Not only dose it relieve stress, it helps you sleep , keeps your pelvic muscles toned, it’s a good cardiovascular workout, and it’s probably good for your complexion! What’s more, this simple act of taking responsibility for your sexual needs is bound to improve self-esteem and self-confidence.”

“Every time you masturbate you’re asserting your identity as a sexual person. Masturbation is sex. If you believe you’re only being sexual when you’re with a partner, you’re missing out kocaeli escort on an entirely satisfying, fulfilling aspect or your sexual self.”

“When you masturbate you actively cast off those repressive Victorian attitudes about sex instilled in you by parents, teachers, clergy, politicians, and the media. You’re not going to go blind; you aren’t going to grow hair on your palms, you aren’t “wasting your seed”; you’re not frigid; you aren’t being punished, you won’t get a disease. You’re celebrating your sexuality and practicing safe sex. Give yourself a hand, literally. Believe me those repressive thoughts have sent more than one person into therapy.

“What better way to learn about your anatomy and sexual responsiveness than by masturbating? We are all unique sexual beings, and masturbation will teach you just what type of stimulation feels good where. We don’t have buttons that you can just push. Each of us has their own idea of what they need and feel. With this knowledge, you can explore and experiment sexually, with by yourself or with a partner.”

“Alone, you’re responsible only for your own pleasure, so you’re free to go as slowly or as quickly as you like. You’re more likely to give yourself the time and permission to practice until something works for you. Once you’ve discovered the secrets of success, you can approach partner sex with more confidence.”

“Ok, she paused, let’s get a little graphic here. I have found that having a good open talk about masturbation can break down the barriers in the class and will provide for good open discussion for the rest of the semester. So it’s time to tell our masturbation stories. I’ll break the ice and go first.”

“What works best for me is direct clitoral stimulation. I will wet my fingers from my mouth, from between my legs or with a product, such as K-Y liquid or massage oil. Then I use the first two fingers of both hands to spread the skin a little, the others to stroke. It is fabulous to begin stroking the center of my clitoris, then while continuing the strokes, move them around, then down, below the center of greatest sensitivity, every now and then bringing them stroking right back into the center, up onto the hardest part, then as orgasm approaches, back down . . . repeating this several times. What it amounts to is a self-tease of sorts and makes the resultant orgasm wonderfully intense. Watching with a mirror close up makes it even more fabulous. I just have to be careful not to come too quick, or the intensity of the orgasm is too very reduced.”

I was mesmerize by her talk and I wasn’t the only one the whole class was waiting on every word. By the time she was half way through her description I was hard as steel. I don’t think I was the only one she was having this effect on because although, we all hanging on every word I noticed a lot of the ladies were starting to fidget in their seats. Erin and Amanda included. I couldn’t believe that this beautiful sexy lady was openly talking about her most privet moments in front of the class.

“I’m not opposed to using toys now and again, but that is a different story. Enough about me let’s talk about you. Who wants to go next?”

The class was silent everyone’s eyes were roaming around the room wondering if anyone would speak up.

“Come on now,” Pam replied o the silence. ” I have opened myself up here who’s next?”

I couldn’t believe it when a voice next to me started to speak up.

“I like to use a string of beads . . . ” Amanda started confidently, . . . the ones you wear around you neck . . . like from Mardi gras. I like to Pull the beads back and forth so one strand is on either side on my clit. If I’m not wet yet this can be kind of painful so I my need to lubricate them a bit first. The orgasm feels so incredible! And if I insert my fingers and stimulate my G-spot when I am about to orgasm, I’ll squirt a little when I orgasm. I used to be embarrassed about squirting, you know, because I thought it was urine, but I recently was convinced it’s not urine just a great orgasm.

“A squirter, great! You have nothing to be embarrassed about,” Pam remarked, “we will talk more about female ejaculation at our next meeting. Ok, who’s next to tell us a story.”

The room continued to be silent. “I think the ladies are a bit apprehensive to talk around a guy. Perhaps if you would tell us how you like to masturbate it may help things a long.” Pam said looking right at me. She took a seat on one of the desk tops waiting for me to start.

I started slowly and a bit hesitant. “Sometimes I will start by just letting my finger tips run along the underside of my penis when I first start touching myself, I’m really sensitive there. Then I may use some lubricant, hand lotion usually. I will make a circle with my thumb and forefinger and start sliding it up and down slowly. Then I will place one or both hands around my penis, and stroke up and down along the shaft. I also enjoy encircling the head of the penis with each stroke sometimes I will use the other hand to massaging my balls . . . excuse konya escort me, my testicles. I like to take my time. The longer I can hold off the more intense the orgasm.”

“Do you use any porn to help you along?” Pam asked.

“Sometimes, but I have a very vivid imagination. I may just think about sexual situation ones from my past or just fantasize sometimes it’s a little weird but, I like to think about how a woman smells, it is a real turn on for me.”

“That’s not weird, smell can be a powerful turn on. What about toys, ever use any?”

“Well. only a couple of times. One time I used a girlfriends vibrator along the side of my penis. And then there is always the shower massage.”

“Thank you for sharing with us. Next”

A voice from the back of the room started up. It was the red headed girl from the library on Saturday. I hadn’t noticed her in the class before with Erin and Amanda monopolizing my attention.

“I read erotic stories. I start to rock back and forth, the seam of my pants rubbing my self though my panties. Then I go to my bedroom and rub my breasts with some lotion. My nipples get so hard perk right up. By now, I’m too wet and turned to prolong anything. I lay face down on my body pillow on my bed and rub my hard clit in small flicking motions. I cum so hard sometimes, one time my next door neighbor called to complain. I’m in a duplex and his room is right through my wall, I told him it was just the TV.”

“That’s great. I like to read erotic stories too.” Pam remarked. “Let’s hear another.”

With every story I got harder. I was starting to think that the ladies were starting to enjoy the effect they were having on me, but I wasn’t alone I was sure I got a whiff of female excitement.

Erin decided it was her turn.

I start in the shower. I like to get all slippery with soap and rub myself everywhere. Once I get really turned on, I will dry off and lay on my bed. I take my index finger and slowly begin to stroke my clit. Then take out my red gel vibrator , place it directly on my clit, and start off slow. As the vibrator hums against it, I can feel it pulse — kind of like my heart beating. Thud-thud, thud-thud . . . Then I move the vibrator around, until I hit what I call the “sweet spot.” This is the spot on my clit that, when I put the vibrator against it, the throbbing really begins. I then lay back, and pinch my nipples. Then I let the vibrator slip inside me and start to rub my clit with my other hand. The pressure against my clit begins to build until I suddenly feel myself go over the edge.

“Another great technique.” Pam announced.” If any of you ladies out there don’t have a vibrator, I suggest you don’t hesitate and go out and get one.”

“And one more thing” Erin replied. “I liked to be watched.”

When she said that I about came in my pants.

Pam announced that class was over for the day. And we could pick up on this theme next time.

When I got up from my desk my erection had still not subsided I could even feel a wet spot form the pre-cum I was starting to leak. As I walk past Pam, I could tell she notices the lump in my levies.

“Enjoy the class?” She asked.

“Yea, never been to one like it.”

Erin and Amanda were waiting for me outside the building. Both of them were staring at my crotch without even trying to avert their eyes.

“Looks like class an effect on you.” Amanda remarked.

“Tell me your panties didn’t get a little damp in there today.”

“Actually, they are drenched and my nipples are as hard as bullets too. I don’t think I can make to Thursday.”

“I don’t either,” Erin jumped in.” Let’s meet tonight at our place. How about eight.”

“Make it seven.” I said.

“Ok, seven it is. Right now Amanda and I have a little shopping to do. Would you believe she doesn’t have a vibrator?”

” I wouldn’t have expected that.”

” I just never felt the need. I have always been able to have great orgasms without one.”

“If you get Amanda a vibrator we, may not see she for a week. She will just lock herself in the bedroom until the batteries need to be replaced.”

“Oh, you well see me. I’ll just do it the livingroom. I enjoy being watched too.” She joked.

” Let me go with you. It will be fun helping you pick out your first vibrator. Make sure you get the extra long life batteries.”

We hopped into my truck and headed downtown to a little lingerie and novelty shop that Erin knows. On the way down Erin was telling us the “ins and outs” of different vibrators she has had. Apparently sweet little innocent Erin has had some experience with battery operated toys and has even worn out a few.

The shop was tastefully arranged with some high quality garments. Off to one side by no means hidden was the toy section. To our surprise two other of our classmates were already there looking over the merchandise. Erin was in her zone showing Amanda and me the different devices. Big ones, lip stick size one, penis shaped, rocket shaped, egg shaped. All sizes and colors. Amanda decided on a slim ( C battery ) pink rocket style, very feminine looking one. At the cash register we got some batteries and checked out. Amanda started to retrieve a credit card from her purse, but Erin and I wouldn’t let her pay for it. We split the cost between us stating it would be an honor to be allowed to present her with the gift.

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The light streaming in the bedroom window woke me. I glanced at the clock on the night-table and saw that it was almost 10:30. Wow. We didn’t normally sleep so late. Turning, I saw that Sandy’s side of the bed was empty. At least the coffee would be ready.

I walked down the hall to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and got under a hot shower. When I was clean I drew back the shower curtain and grabbed a towel. Standing there drying off I checked out my reflection in the big mirror over the double sinks on the far wall. I had gotten a pretty good tan over the past 10 days, except for the area normally covered by my bathing suit. My recently shaved pubes highlighted my hanging cock and balls, and I decided I liked the look. Thinking about how it got that way made my cock swell, and it swung as I strode back to my room. I threw on gym shorts and a T-shirt and walked downstairs.

Lee was alone at the table when I came into the kitchen, though there was a mug at the place next to hers. “Hey, sleepy-head,” she said. “I was wondering if I was going to have to come get you up.” She stopped with her mouth open and her cheeks colored. “I, I mean…”

“Yeah, I guess all the sun and activity really got to me,” I replied, throwing myself into the chair opposite her. Her color rose higher and she jumped up and walked to the counter.

“Want some coffee?”

“Sure. Thanks.” As she reached to the cupboard to get a mug, her short robe rose along the back of her thighs, and I eyed her long, lightly-tanned legs. She must have felt my gaze, because she hurriedly put the mug down and filled it with coffee. She brought it over and set in on the table in front of me, then backed away to lean against the counter, folding her arms under her breasts.

“Where’s Sandy?” I asked.

“She, um, she went to the garden center. Something about shrubs for the flower beds.” When I looked over at her she dropped her eyes. Lee had been brazenly turning me on for the past two days, looking me dead in the eye while she pulled her ball-clenching tricks. But Sandy had always been around, and now that we were alone in the house, the audacious Lee seemed to have disappeared.

I could feel the tension in the air. Little tremors were racing up and down my stomach and Lee was shifting nervously from foot to foot. Still not looking at me she said, “Well, if you’re all set, I, uh, I think I’ll go take a bath,” and hurried from the room.

I sat there a few minutes, toying with my coffee-mug. “Fuck this, ” I said aloud, and headed for the stairs.

When I got to the bathroom door I could hear water running. I hesitated, my hand on the knob, then, taking a deep breath, pushed open the door. Lee’s robe was draped over the low arm-chair between the tub and the sinks, and she was bent over the tub, her hair pinned up, shutting off the faucets. I took in the curves of her long legs and rounded butt. Her large, firm breasts swayed slightly as she turned her head toward me, and I felt my cock rising.

“Dan! What…I’m… you…” I put my finger to my lips. “Shh.” I stripped off my T-shirt and threw it in the corner. “But…” I brought my finger back to my lips, then shoved down my shorts and kicked them over by my shirt. Lee turned to sit on the curved edge of the big claw-footed tub, staring at me wide-eyed, and I walked toward her, my half-hard cock bouncing. “Listen, Dan, I…” I reached out and put my finger on her lips and sat next to her. Lee had put her hands on the tub on either side of her, and her tokat escort body was stiff and angular.

“Dan, really. I don’t think…” I leaned over and kissed the point of her shoulder. Lee shuddered. ” I…” My lips grazed over her collar-bone and I kissed the base of her neck. Her head bent back slightly and I kissed my way up to just below her ear, then trailed my lips back down and kissed the base of her neck again. I could feel the breath ease out of her, and her shoulders relaxed. I leaned in closer and kissed her throat. Her head went back farther still, and she rested her right hand lightly on my thigh.

Lee’s skin glowed pale gold in the filtered sunlight and felt like silk under my lips. I couldn’t stop kissing her. Her neck, her throat, her shoulders. I kissed the upper slope of her right breast, and as she turned to me and lifted her left arm to pull me closer, her nipple brushed my chin. I felt a shock run through her, and she arched her back and held my head to her. I sucked her rigid nipple between my lips, flicking it with my tongue. Her hand caressed my thigh, and now I jumped as the backs of her fingers brushed my sac.

I took her hand and stood and pulled her up to me. Lee twined her arms loosely around my neck. I rested my hands on her ass and she leaned her head back and gave me her blue-eyed stare, this time with a little smile touching the corners of her mouth. I put my head forward and let my lips brush hers. Our tongues met and sparks shot through me. Her arms tightened and she leaned into me. Her skin against mine from our knees to our lips made my entire body feel on fire. Lee broke the kiss and leaned back again, farther this time, so that we were separated to the hips. She looked own and gave a little giggle.

“What?” I followed her gaze and could see my shining purple cock-head throbbing between us.

“Reminds me of the other day,” she said.

“Oh, that.” I blushed. “Well, this time I’ll try to make it last a little longer.”

“You’ve got to be kidding. That was the hottest thing I ever saw.”

She cocked her head and looked up at me, another giggle bubbling up. “I wonder if I could make you do it again.”

“I’m sure you could. You almost had me again when we were dancing. But I’ve got other plans.”

“Oh, really. Like what?”

I didn’t answer, but tightened my grip on her ass and lifted until just her toes were on the floor. I kept lifting and she raised her legs along mine and wrapped them around my waist. She was still leaning back and my cock was still trapped between us, but now I could feel her hot wetness pressed against me. We looked into each others’ eyes as our hips ground slowly.

“Oh. Like that.” We kept up our slow rhythm until Lee squeezed with her legs and pulled herself up with her arms and my cock popped free. She started to lower herself and I felt the head graze her labia. I tensed my biceps and stopped her descent.

“That’s not the plan” I said.

“No?” She was still pushing down with her ass, and I was straining to hold her. My hips seemed to have a plan of their own and kept up their rocking, the tip of my cock just sliding in and out between her lips.

I knew I couldn’t keep fighting her long. I jerked my hips back and bent forward, lowering her into the armchair. Her feet flopped to the floor, and I kissed her and gently pulled her arms from my neck.

I straightened up and stood back, breathing hard, and took her in with my eyes. She was lying slumped, her arms yozgat escort resting on the arms of the chair, her breasts and stomach rising and falling with her breathing, her long legs parted. I knelt before her and placed my hands under her knees and lifted her legs. Lee got the idea and pulled her legs up and out, draping them over the arms of the chair.

Now I was where I’d dreamed of being since I’d watched Sandy shave her: face to face with Lee’s wide-spread pussy. As I’d noticed before, her outer lips were heavy and rounded, and her labia protruded well beyond them. They were no longer pink, but blood-red, and gaped open under my gaze, swollen and shining with her moisture. Her clit poked out from under its hood, and I thought I could see her pulse beating in it. The sight had my cock throbbing and pumping clear pre-cum in an almost continuous flow. I tore my eyes away and looked up at her.

“Like I said. You’re fantastic.” She smiled as she looked at me. “And, like I said, I’ve got a plan.”

“Oh, yeah, I’ll bet you do.”

I sank onto my haunches and kissed about halfway up her right thigh. She was baby-soft and smooth. Her texture made me want more, and I kissed, licked, and rubbed my cheek along her skin. Lee rested a hand gently on my head, caressing her fingers through my hair. Her whole body was in motion, and she tugged me gently forward.

I pointed my tongue and ran the tip gently between her lips. Lee jerked and groaned. I turned my head to the side and sucked in the left side of her wet pussy, pressing my lips together and sliding my tongue back and forth over her. Lee’s bottom clenched and rose from the seat. I opened my mouth and got both labia in, sucking and licking. Lee was bouncing in the chair like a puppet. My face was soaked. I turned my head, broadened my tongue, and swiped up through her, coming to rest on her clit. Lee closed her hands in my hair, pulling me fiercely to her. “Ohgod,ohgod,ohgod. Daaaaan!” I lost all sense of myself, devouring her madly while she bucked.

When she had sunk back into the chair and loosened her grip on me and her legs had slid back to the floor, I straightened my back to look at her. Her head was thrown back, her eyes were closed, and her heaving chest was blotched with red. Little convulsions were running over her sweat-slick belly. Her blue eyes appeared behind half-open lids, and she gave me a new version of the stare, soft and warm.

“Hey, you. That was some plan.”

“Plan A.”

Lee’s eyes opened a little more. “Oh, is there a plan B?”

“You can’t have a plan A without a plan B.”

“You’re quite the planner.”

“Well, actually, plan B is as far as I’ve got.”

“And plan B is?”

I put my hands on the tops of her thighs and pulled myself back to my knees. My cock rose in the V of her thighs. It was dancing with excitement, and pre-cum coated the head and shaft down to my balls. The thick veins stood out like blue ropes, pulsing to the beat of my heart. Seeing my distended prick lurching so close to Lee’s wide-spread, glistening pussy made me light-headed.

“Uh, plan B involves…” I stammered.

Lee reached out and clasped me with her right hand. “I think I get it.” She eased me towards her. I thrust forward, but then she stiffened her arm and stopped me in my tracks. She released her hold on me, and I groaned as she sat up and pushed her hand against my chest.

“I’ve got a plan of my own. Stand up.” I laid my hands on her thighs again and pushed myself zonguldak escort upright onto trembling legs. In the low chair her eyes were about at the level of my balls.

“Dan, I think you may have been right about this shaving thing. I was wrong. You absolutely don’t look like a pre-adolescent teen-ager. You look good enough to eat.” Lee slid her hands up my thighs and wrapped them around my shaft. Pulling it down, she pouted her lips and planted a wet kiss on the head. Her mouth slipped across my flowing lubrication. The downward pressure on my cock and her tight grip on my shaft had me boiling. She backed off and looked up at me before leaning in again. She squeezed harder and sucked me in until my head was lost behind her lips. Stroking and sucking, she let her tongue swirl over my glans as her hands slid over my shaft.

“Jesus, Lee,” I breathed, “I don’t know how long I can take this.” Her lips smacked together as she pulled off me and let go.

“No problem, plan-man”

She stood and turned, backing me away with her butt, and lifted her right knee onto the arm of the chair. She leaned her arms forward and crossed them on the low chair-back. Her back sloped to her shoulders and her gorgeous ass was raised and pointed at me.

She looked over her shoulder at me and grinned. “Plan B.”

I shuffled to her on shaky legs. I laid my left hand on her ass and tried to steady my wildly jerking cock with my right. I leaned forward, found her, and slid into her balls deep. A long sigh issued from somewhere in the cushions of the chair and mixed with my own. I pulled my right hand out from between us and let it rest beside my left on her ass. I leaned back from the waist and sucked in a deep breath, feeling my neck and shoulders relax. My hips had started their own motion unbidden, and I was stroking in and out of Lee’s soaking cunt, slow and long.

My heightened senses picked up the vibrations traveling through her body and through my own. As my pace increased, I slid my hands up to grasp her hips. I looked down and watched waves run over her soft cheeks each time I plowed into her. The sight of my hairless cock buried into her, skin on skin, and her slick labia grasping at me each time I pulled back, brought me close to the edge. I felt a pulse beating like a drum, but didn’t know if it was hers or mine. I knew I’d lose it if I kept looking there, and as much as all my nerves and sensors were rushing me to orgasm, I wanted to stay here as long as I possibly could.

I dragged my eyes away and looked up at Lee. She’d let her head rest on her folded arms and turned it to the right, facing the big mirror. I twisted my head and searched for her eyes in the reflection. I saw her face, her mouth slack and her lips puffing and letting out a little “Oh” with every stroke. Her eyes were glazed and focused not on mine but further down the mirror.

I widened my field of vision and took in the whole panorama: Lee, bent over the armchair, her magnificent body gleaming in the sunlight, all her curves and softness on display, her breasts swinging, her sides heaving, my hands gripping her waist, and my thick red cock slamming into her relentlessly. I felt my calf muscles tensing, and watched as Lee let her left hand float down over her nipples and stomach to graze her clit. Every cell in my body flashed to overload as I lunged forward. Lee’s ass strained back at me. Her fingers stroked lightly over my balls, and behind my eyelids everything went black.

I don’t know how long I was out, but when I opened my eyes I was still standing behind her, my hands now on her butt, my hips pressed into hers. Lee was looking at me in the mirror. Her blue eyes sparkled as they met mine.

“So. Plan B,” I gasped.

“Yep. Twenty-four to go.”

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This incident took place several years ago but my precious HotWife has just recently “confessed” these events. This has become life changing for our sex life! After we had been married for about 3 wonderful and promiscuous years, my sexy little HotWife, Elaine, had decided it was time for her to cease fucking around and settle down and become a “respectable” American housewife. As a totally devoted loving, submissive, cuckolded husband, her wish was my command. Even though I could never get enough of her having lover after lover, her abstinence was yet another way for her to dominate me and delay my own sexual gratification. I always considered her cucking me and forcing me to eat other men’s cum as her form of punishing me for having such a tiny, pathetic “Mico-Cock” as she called it. Elaine, however, took her new vow of celibacy seriously and was actually living her life as a nearly sexless, typical “good little suburban housewife.” I was resolved to submit to her lifestyle changes. This…YAWN… way of life continued for the next three or so years as we led our clean respectable lives. A few years ago something happened in her that changed her outlook about sex drastically. The beautiful true inner SLUT was again revived! Elaine finally confessed this series of events that she felt she could no longer hide from me. The following is the story of those events as she related them to me, albeit a few years later. Elaine had a long road trip scheduled. She was going to be traveling alone in her car for nearly 24 hours. She was on her way to visit her sexy younger sister, Donna, and spend a week with her. Donna lived alone but had several boyfriends and she was always trying to set Elaine up with one or two of them. Since junior high school they used to hold friendly sibling rivalry contests to see which of them could hold the coveted “The Bad Sister” title. At first the winner was determined by which one of them had given the most blow jobs. As the sister’s matured, the sexual escapades became more erotic, and kinky! On the day before Elaine’s road trip she had a gynecologist appointment scheduled. Since her vow of celibacy, she had been avoiding these appointments because a part of the exam always causes her to have embarrassingly violent orgasms, or rather a series of convulsive orgasms! “The Speculum” was her nemesis and her coveted secret lover. She feared it now more than ever because she was so determined to be the good wife that she had dedicated herself to being… “From now on.”, as she had vowed! But she knows the affect that the Speculum Monster has over her body! It is unavoidable and now is the time.

It seems strange, but almost every woman will doll herself up as pretty as possible for her gyno appointments. She treats it like a hot date and she wants to look as pretty and sexy as she can for the man who she knows is about to see her nakedness and probe her innermost sexual regions. My wife is no different in that regard.

Elaine took a long time bathing and shaving her beautiful, tanned, muscular legs that morning. Her legs are almost thick, but with zero fat and very well defined strong looking muscles. In a word, her legs are magnificent! I think those strong muscles is one reason that she has such amazing control of her vaginal muscles. I have said that her pussy is big enough to drive a dump truck through it and at the same time, tight enough to break a pencil! She has the perfect “Dream Pussy” for any man, from the longest and fattest cock to ‘the smallest I’ve ever seen in my life’, as she so often says about mine.

I call Elaine “The Dream Girl”, because her beauty, sensuality and her magical pussy is what every man’s dreams are made of!

Elaine went one step further this morning. Although she had not shaved her pussy for three years, she decided that today she would. She simply could not bare her pussy to a stranger today without having it look as enticing as possible. My sexy ass wife shaved her pussy from asshole to belly button. There was no hair left anywhere on her body below her head! If that wasn’t enough, she spread the depilatory cream in the same areas and let it melt away any residual stubble. The result was just as she had hoped for and her pussy was literally shiningly smooth and prepubescent soft! She said it looked and felt so smooth and perfect that the sight of her own glistening, smooth pussy caused her to get extremely sexually aroused. She couldn’t keep her fingers off of it, or out of it as she soaked through another lavender bubble bath and several little orgasms! As she dried off and rubbed in the softening lotion, Elaine was satisfied that her pussy was going to be one of the sexiest pussy’s this Doctor had ever seen. After a splash of a deep cleansing Strawberry douche to freshen up her inner sanctum, she was now ready to bare her body and open her pussy to a man she had never met, and allow him to do whatever he wants with her body.

She was mentally prepared for her total submission to this complete stranger. My wife fully intended to remain the good faithful karaman escort wife throughout this exam, even though she knew full well that this strange man was about to bring her to multiple orgasms. It always happens when the Speculum is inserted, and sometimes just in anticipation of it. In any case she knows that the Doctors are seasoned professionals and likely feel no sexual urges during these exams.

Even that reality could not ease her rising excitement over her upcoming exposure and willing submission. Yes, willing submission. At this point she was not merely resolved to the inevitability of her impending orgasms, she was actually looking forward to having a stranger’s hands all over her body! She was both dreading and greatly looking forward to this experience!

For years in the past, Elaine had been an habitual exhibitionist and those old demons were rising up in her again now with a vengeance! Truth be told, she was actually very much welcoming those familiar old demons right now.

Now at the Doctor’s office, the nurse had Elaine strip totally naked and helped her into a hospital gown. She put the gown on her backwards with the opening down the front. Apparently a gynecological exam is much easier if the Doctor has full frontal access. The nurse assists Elaine with stepping up onto the exam table and getting her legs raised up onto the leg supports where her calf’s are strapped into the supports. This was more exciting than she expected, as it reminded her of some of the Bondage games she had so often enjoyed in the past! My wife said at this point her gown was not tied shut and was laying off of her to both sides. The nurse was inadvertently brushing against my wife’s’ sensitive skin as her hands seemed to be touching every exposed inch of my wife’s sexy, overstimulated body. Elaine was totally nude in the middle of the cold exam room with no sheet covering her at the moment.

The fact that her body was completely sans hair greatly intensified the sensitivity of her skin. The nurse had Elaine spread her legs wide as she took both heels and placed her feet in the cold stainless steel exam table stirrups. Elaine said that this event alone was quite exhilarating and sensual. She was beginning to feel sexually attracted to the pretty young nurse. Elaine was feeling “..more naked than I had ever felt!” She was glad she had gotten a pedicure the day before. She thought her little feet looked beautiful, even sexy. The bright red toenail polish and matching fingernail polish was worth the extra effort. “I look sexy as fuck!” she proudly thought to herself! The nurse pulled Elaine’s gown over my wife’s big tits, but it kept falling to the side re-exposing her nude, and by now very erect and firm breasts.

Elaine said that as her feet were spread wide apart by the nurse, her big pussy involuntarily opened wider and wider. This is always embarrassing, yet very sexually stimulating for my wife. She said it always feels like the whole room is being turned inside out and the cool air is being sucked into her gaping pussy every time she submits to one of these exams. Elaine told me that the nurses mouth fell open and her eyes were glued onto Elaine’s massive cunt. My wife said that her pussy juices started flowing and flooded the exam table. The nurse spread the stirrups wider, as she placed Elaine’s hands on her own ankles and scooted her ass right up to the bottom edge of the exam table. She told my wife to hold her ankles as wide apart as possible “… and don’t turn loose of your ankles during the exam. Keep them spread as wide as you can. Knees spread wide also. The Doctor will need you to remain as open as possible to him throughout the exam. There is a mirror right over the Doctors shoulder so you can watch everything he’s doing to you.”

The nurse laid a sheet over my wife’s nude body and pulled the sheet down past her knees, but not before stealing one more long look at her naked body and pussy and remarking “That’s perfect! You look amazing!” as she smiled, winked and flashed a knowing thumbs up to my wife! The sheet once again slipped off her breasts, leaving her practically totally nude. The nurse did not re-cover her breasts as she left the room and said “The Doctor will be right in.”

Elaine said that her pussy continued to throb and flow a steady stream of juices as she awaited the Doctor. Even the top sheet was getting soaked now as the top of it slipped off her other breast, leaving both massive breasts exposed as she held her ankles wide apart, as she had been instructed, and awaited the Doctor’s entrance. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt so vulnerable.” she related to me, “…or so horny and sexy! I was craving any form of sex at that moment! I felt like I looked totally irresistible! My whole body was covered with goose bumps and I simply could not wait for the Doctor to see me totally nude like this, holding my ankles wide apart just for him, inviting him into my deepest parts! I watched the mirror and I was excited by just how damn good I looked!”

When kars escort the Doctor walked in and introduced himself, he was not one of the Doctors she recognized. He was much younger, of Latin decent and quite handsome. He said “Good afternoon, Elaine, let’s take a look at you.” As he lifted the sheet up above her hips, her pussy squirted juices out onto the floor. The Doctor leaned in closer to her pussy, breathed in her Strawberry fragrance, and said “OH MY! This is quite unique! Interesting,” (he took another deep breath, inhaling her scent), “indeed! Absolutely beautiful! Impressive!”

Elaine asked him if everything looks OK? He answered “Yes! Quite OK! Better than just OK! I don’t see something like this every day! This is indeed quite a treat!” He reached up and touched her labia with his fingers, spreading the lips apart and inserting two bare fingers deep into her vagina! She felt her pussy gap even wider as the juices flowed freely. His touch sent shockwaves through her body as she concentrated on opening herself up to him as wide as possible! She made an obvious show of opening and closing her labia for him while at the same time spreading her knees even further apart. She wanted him to know, without a doubt, that she was open, willing, and vulnerable to him.

He seemed to realize that he was being a little unprofessional and had just touched her pussy without his exam gloves. “Sorry! I got carried away! Please forgive me”, as he pulled his hand back out of her pussy and put on the exam gloves.

He said “OH MY WORD! This is impressive, beautiful! Much, much bigger and more well developed than anything I’ve seen since the films in medical school! Let me get the speculum and let’s see just how wide and deep you truly are! I dont see any health issues with it being this big, but I want to look deeper into this to be sure. Deeper…(LOL), Sorry, no pun intended.”

Elaine began to shudder because the insertion of the speculum and the way the Doctor cranks it open wider and wider always causes her to go into wave after wave of orgasmic bliss! This was why she had been delaying this “routine” examination. As the nearly frozen stainless steel instrument touched the slick, wet walls of her pussy, her cunt involuntarily jumped open wider and wider, excreting even more hot juices. The Doctor slid the speculum all the way in as deep as it would go and he began cranking her open wider and wider! About this time he noticed her naked breast. He froze in place for a second as he gazed at her rock hard swollen nipples.

The Doctor said “Apparently you find this part of the exam sexually stimulating. Don’t worry, a lot of women do. It’s perfectly normal.” He ‘accidentally’ brushed the sheet off her big breasts as he continued to steal glances. He made no effort to protect her modesty.

Elaine told him “Hell yes it’s sexually stimulating! It feels like your whole hand is inside me!” He grinned and answered “(LOL) Thats because it is, Elaine. It is not often I get the opportunity to explore at this depth and width! Sorry. Does this hurt at all?” As he rotated his hand round and round deep inside her pussy! She could feel his fingers touching and probing everything within her. She started orgasming over and over as he pumped his fist and fingers in and out and round and round inside of her as the speculum held the walls of her pussy wide open and her juices splattered all over the Doctor and the exam room floor.

“No. It doesn’t hurt at all. Quite the opposite! You feel amazing that deep inside of me!” she told him. “Do whatever you want to do to me. I’m all yours! PLEASE! Don’t stop now!!!

The Doctor commented that the speculum was at maximum opening, both width and depth. He suggested that he needed to step out of the exam room and retrieve a larger speculum. Much to my wife’s embarrassment, he opened the exam room door and walked out leaving her nude body totally exposed to everyone in the hallway! She heard him talking to a nurse and asking her to retrieve the extra large speculum, “…the largest one that we sometimes use for childbirth. This woman is an amazing specimen!” She felt like every person in office walked by and peeped in at her! When he returned he excitedly inserted the new speculum inside the existing one while sliding the smaller one out. “At least that’s what it felt like at the time” she told me. That motion alone caused Elaine to scream in orgasm. The Doctor looked over his shoulder at the open exam room door. He smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said “Sorry. I got overly excited at what I was about to do to you!” as he turned and closed the exam room door.

Elaine said there was a weird sensation after that. Without even touching her vaginal walls, she felt something touching and then sliding into her uterus! It was his index finger! Her vagina was spread so wide that his whole hand never even touched the vaginal walls as he reached in to probe her uterus. She orgasmed all over his gloved hand, up to his elbow and splattered his white kıbrıs escort lab coat! He said “Oh My! This has never happened before! This is beautiful! Quite stimulating indeed!” He took off his latex gloves and reached for another pair. Without a word she turned loose of her ankles, spread her knees even wider apart, grabbed his arm and slammed it through the speculum and back into her massive cunt!

She said to him, ” If you are going to be this intimate with me, PLEASE don’t use a rubber glove and please don’t stop!” He again inserted his index finger into her uterus. She whispered “More please!…and deeper.”

“OH MY WORD”, he said as she demanded more! He inserted two unsheathed fingers deeper into her uterus and gently massaged her, deeper still. As she began to shudder, his wrist bumped and rotated around the inner circle of the speculum. This sent her into a series of squirting orgasms. She held his hand and wrist inside her pussy as the metal utensil vibrated all around her vaginal ring. She said it was as if her clit had turned into a circle and the entire ring was totally orgasmic! As his hand moved round and round deep inside her, Elaine could hear and feel his wedding ring tapping and vibrating against the metal speculum as it overstimulated her clitoris. She loved the fact that he is a married man!

The orgasm was ridiculously intense and prolonged. The Doctor eventually withdrew his soaked hand and slowly released the pressure from the speculum. Her orgasms continued. She nearly lost consciousness as he withdrew the Speculum.

The Doctor stepped to the side of the exam table, apparently to pull the sheet over my wife’s exposed breast. Instead, as he lifted it up and intentionally dropped it to the floor while he stared at her totally nude body, legs still spread and convulsing, and her pussy, now minus the Speculum, still throbbing and now nearly opening and closing in rhythm to her labored breathing. From her head to her toes, he could not get enough of her sweaty, glistening body! As he stood beside her bed, he cupped her big breast in his hands, leaned down and sucked one stiff nipple into his warm mouth.

Elaine released her ankle and rubbed the front of the Doctor’s pants. Her eyes widened as she felt the extent of his erection! Then she felt the warmth and sticky wetness through his pants! The good Doctor had cum in his pants while bringing my wife to several of the best orgasms she had ever experienced! She was very proud of herself now! While looking at his cum on her fingertips and seeing it string between her fingers and thumb, she sucked her fingers clean, smiled at him and asked him “Was it as good for you as it was for me?”

He answered “OH MY YESSS! I couldnt stop!” She took his pussy soaked hand and raised it to her lips as she sucked it clean! With her other hand she felt his cock twitch and ejaculate again! With her cum covered fingers she rubbed his cum over his lips and then slipped her fingers into his mouth. He took the hint and sucked his cum from her fingers. At the same time she took his hand and pressed it back into her pussy. Without the speculum in the way she was able to contract her pussy around his wrist…very tightly! His eyes widened and his body convulsed as he pressed his hard cock against my wife’s hip. She felt his hard cock erupt again! With both hands, she unzipped his pants and pulled out his sticky cum covered cock. She pulled him to her face and swallowed his cock. She did an expert job at sucking and cleaning his cock. She really enjoyed that she could watch the two of them in the mirror. When she finished cleaning his large brown cock, she pulled him to her and they shared a long, deep, sensual lovers kiss. When she released his still hard cock, he tucked it back into his cum soaked pants and zipped up.

He handed her his business card and said “I know you’re married, and so am I, but please ask for me for your next appointment. PLEASE! This has been beyond my wildest expectations! You are an amazing and beautiful woman! You are more woman than any I have ever even fantasized about! And now I have to keep my lab coat buttoned for the rest of the day! LOL! Never mind that. This one is soaked! I’ll need to get another one to finish my day. I’ll have the nurse come get you cleaned up. I will expect to see you again in six weeks… or less. PLEASE.” He was almost begging her.

He walked out and once again left the exam room door wide open, triggering yet another violent orgasm. Elaine tweaked her nipples to fully erect, grabbed her ankles and spread everything as wide as possible! “What the hell!” she thought as her pussy continued to open and close with each successive orgasm. At this point she was hoping everone in the office would get a good look at her nude body and be as impressed as the Good Doctor!

She felt like such a wanton WHORE! Like back in the old days. It was a feeling like a long lost friend returning. She was also wondering why she hadn’t stuffed his cum covered cock into her pussy while she had her hands on his big brown hard beautiful cock! Oh My did he ever taste good!?! That thought threw her into another violent orgasm just as the nurse entered the room. The shocked nurse froze in the open doorway, once again exposing my wife’s nude orgasmic body to the entire staff of the Doctor’s office!

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ROLE PLAYING 2-PAYING A DEBT

I was sitting in the back of a local bar, in a back booth as instructed. My wife had told me to meet her there at eight o’clock. I was working late and got my instructions when I called her. We went to this bar occasionally and knew the owner, the bartender, Jack.

I was having a beer and watching the ball game that was on TV. There were six or eight people in the bar, all watching the game.

I didn’t notice at first when my wife walked in wearing a raincoat. It was late fall and it was cold outside with a chance of rain. I looked up. She came to the booth and said, “Mr. Costello, may I talk with you?”

I’m not Costello. I let her continue to see what she was up to. “Sit down, lady.” I said.

She did and said, “My name is Emily (It’s not). My husband Clark (not my real name) owes you some money. I want to ask you to give him more time to pay.” I caught on; we were role playing.

I said, “He owes me twenty-five thousand plus interest and he’s late paying.”

She said, “He borrowed the money for his business, then the COVID crisis hit and he almost went bankrupt. Banks wouldn’t loan him anything so he went to you. But then he couldn’t get his materials because of shipping delays.” She was crying. “Please help us. We have three kids, the oldest is in college. You look like a kind man, please help us. We hope business will get better.”

I said, “The people I work for are expecting to be paid. If your old-man can’t come up with what he owes, he’ll be losing more than just his business.”

She said, through her tears, “Can’t you give him a little more time. I could give you my jewelry. I have a few savings bonds. I’ll ask my parents for money, if you just give us some time.”

I said, “Show me your rings.” She handed me her engagement diamond ring.

“Give me the wedding ring too. This puny diamond isn’t worth fooling with.”

She was crying harder now. She covered her mouth to keep others from noticing. “Please, not my wedding ring.”

I looked at her and said, “You’re a nice looking broad. What’s under that raincoat?”

She hung her head and said, “Just what I had on at the house. I need to get home to clean up. I told Clark I was going to the store.”

I said, “Take off the coat.” She reluctantly pulled it off her shoulders and let it fall behind her. “Show me your tits.”

She said, “Please Mr. Costello.”

I snapped at her, “Then get the hell out of here. A couple of my boys will come to see your dead-beat husband this weekend.”

She said, “If I show you, will you give him more time?”

I said, “That depends on how nice your tits are.”

She began to unbutton her blouse. She opened three buttons to the middle of her bra. Her breasts heaved out of her bra and her cleavage shifted as she breathed.

“Take off the bra.”

“Here?” she pleaded.

I said, “I’ve got to go.” I motioned to the bar-tender for the bill. She quickly began karaman escort to undo her bra. She reached behind her back and unsnapped it and pulled one then the other strap off her shoulders. She pulled it out of her blouse and put it in my outstretched hand. She unbuttoned another button, then another and the blouse was open. She pulled the hem out of her skirt and opened her blouse to show me her tits. She tried to hide from the view of others in the bar.

The bartender came over to the table and ‘Emily’ pulled her blouse over her naked chest to cover herself. The bartender asked if we needed another drink. I ordered another beer and a tequila for ‘Emily’.

When he left, I prompted ‘Emily’ to pull her blouse open again and show me her breasts. Her nipples were hard on her wonderful beauties.

I looked for a few moments and asked. “What else are you wearing?”

She was embarrassed and said, “Shoes and stockings, a skirt and underwear.”

I said, “Give me one of your stockings.”

She started to object, but bowed her head and reached under the table. She lifted her leg onto the seat and worked the stocking off her leg. I could see most of her leg. She handed me the stocking. I sniffed it and put it in my pocket. The bra was on the seat beside me. I wondered it the bartender had seen it.

“Now take off your panties.” I said.

“Please, no.” she pleaded, but when I made no response, she lifted her butt off the seat and shimmied her panties down her legs. She got her panties to her feet and lifted one leg under the table for me to take them. I held her leg for a few seconds, stroking her calf. I sniffed her panties. She was getting aroused so her female scent was mixed with the scent of her perfume. I put the panties on the seat.

“Now your other stocking. Spread your legs so I can see your cunt.” I told her.

She lifted her leg onto the seat and I could lean over and see her public hair. I briefly ducked under the table and got a nice view of her snatch between her spread legs. She handed me the stocking and asked, “Okay now?”

I thought for a few minutes, looking at her bare breasts. Then I had another command. “Take off your blouse.”

“Everyone will see.” She protested.

I said, “Put your raincoat back on after you take it off.”

She gave me wicked look. She was enjoying how daring we were being. She held her raincoat over her shoulder and pulled her blouse off her shoulder. Then she put her arm through the coat. She repeated the procedure for the other arm. She now sat there with her raincoat unclosed with her tits sticking out. She handed me the blouse.

I smiled at her. She only had one item of clothing left under her coat. I decided to go for the ‘whole monty’ and told her to take her skirt off. She asked. “Really?”

I said, “If you want to have another week for your husband to pay his debt, you’ll do as I say.”

She reluctantly reached kars escort down to unbutton her skirt. She looked directly at me with a defiant expression and unzipped the side of her skirt. She lifted and wiggled a bit and her skirt slid down her legs. She lifted her leg to give it to me. I put it on the seat beside me. Now she was naked under her raincoat. The bartender brought the drinks. He looked at us kind of funny and I smiled and waved him away. He left with a smile on his face. When he got back to the bar, he whispered to a man sitting by him. The man started to look in our direction.

“Drink up before I ask you to walk up to the bar and get me another beer.” I shocked her with that.

I thought about whether I should make her do it while she chugged her drink.

I decided to push her further. “Button only one button on your raincoat and go up to the bar and ask for a tequila. Then stand there and chug it and ask for another. Then bring it back here.”

‘Emily’ was really nervous about this so I insisted. She didn’t know which button to close so she chose one below her breasts that would cover her waist.

Just before she left, I said, “Undo the button before you chug the drink”. She was incredulous that I asked her to do that, but she did it. I watched as she got up, trying to slide her legs out of the booth without ‘shooting a beaver’ at a guy who was focused on the ball game in a nearby table. The raincoat was not that long so it was fairly obvious that she wasn’t wearing a skirt. Her legs were exposed to midthigh. I watched as she got to the bar. The bartender and the man sitting with him along with a man and woman at the end of the bar were now focused on her rather than the ball game. It was half-time anyway. She ordered the drink and I watched as she unbuttoned and then took the tequila in her hand. She tilted her head back, let her left arm fall to her side and raised the glass with her right arm. For just a moment, our friend the bartender and the three strangers at the bar had a glimpse of her naked body, her pussy was exposed, her stomach and both of her tits peaked out, one then the other. She ordered another drink. While she stood at the bar, she left her coat mostly open so most of one breast could be seen, with a nipple poking out. She got the drink and turned to come back to me. She didn’t try to cover herself but let her coat open up on the way back. The old guy at the next table and another two guys in a booth on the other side had a nice view of my naked wife/’Emily’. Her pussy moved with her steps and her tits jiggled as she walked back.

When she got back, she sat down and chugged her drink. She looked at me and said, “Get me out of here before I fuck you on this table.” I knew she meant it.

I resumed the role-play. “Okay, lady come out to my car and we can discuss this in more detail.” She buttoned her coat and we headed for the door. I handed a twenty to the bartender kıbrıs escort and said “thanks.” He said, “No. Thank you!” and wanted to give me my money back, but I made him take it. He is a friend.

We walked to the car in the cool night air. My wife was extremely horny and I had to keep her in the role play. I took the raincoat from her half-way across the parking lot. She was nude except for her shoes. He nipples were as hard as I’ve ever seen them. It was then that I remembered that I had left all of ‘Emily’s’ clothes in the bar. I’d have to have a talk with Jack, the bartender and I hoped nobody else in the bar knew who we were.

We got in the car and I pulled out of the lot. She immediately went down on me, leaning over to suck my cock while I tried to drive.

I said, “You are doing very well at delaying your husband’s debt.”

She said, “Oh, you are such a nice man, giving us more time. Thank you so much.” She sucked my cock deep into her throat. I had trouble driving with her trying to consume my cock. She had never gone after my cock with such enthusiasm before. I held her head in my lap and held her there while I ejaculated into her mouth. She usually doesn’t like to swallow my cum, but she gobbled it up like she was starving. It felt so good.

We drove for a little while. She sat back up and talked like she was ‘Emily’. “What do you want me to do to delay my husband’s debt and save his life?”

I said, “If you fuck me once a week, I’ll count that as the interest.”

She said, “I’ll be fucking you forever then. What can I do to help with the principle?”

I thought a minute and said, “I could whore you out to my friends and to out-of-town visitors. Maybe our guys can fuck you in the ass as a reward for doing something. I’ll think up a schedule to work off the debt, maybe fifty dollars for a blow-job.” I knew she was calculating how many blow-jobs she would have to give to pay off twenty-five thousand dollars.

Thinking of that and seeing her naked beside me aroused me again. I pulled into a driveway of a closed business and made her get out and lean against the car. I stuffed my cock into her pussy from behind and fucked her hard. It began to lightly rain and it was cold. There were goose-bumps all over her body. In the subdued light I could feel her juices pour out onto my cock. It took a while for me to bring up another load of cum. The entire time I was fucking her, my wife was coming. When I finished, I led her back into the car, wet and naked. She shivered in the car and reached for her raincoat.

I said, “No, no. It’s my raincoat now. Take your car keys. You’ll drive home naked. Tell me your cell phone number and I’ll call you when I want you to come fuck me.”

She said, “What if my husband finds out. He’ll be humiliated.”

I said, “So don’t tell him. Keep it a secret. I don’t care.”

We arrived back at her car. I made her walk to her car naked. I watched her under the lights of the parking lot. She was beautiful in the light. I waited until she started her car. I beat her home. When she got out of her car, I was waiting for her with a warm blanket and then ran a hot bath. We kissed tenderly and she said, “Next role-play is your turn.” I smiled and began to think.

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Jaina and her two submissives Josie and Anna cuddled together in bed. Besides the collars marking the submissives, they were completely bare. Having barely drifted off after their adventure they were jolted awake by the sudden blaring of the fire alarm in the dorm. Jaina sat up quickly, throwing off the blanket, and grabbing her two pets by the hand she dragged them out into the hall. There they joined the queue of people shuffling out in front of the dorm.

Once outside the three quickly drew some attention. While many had been caught wearing less than normal since it was the middle of the night it seemed most were at least covered up. So the beautiful vixens standing at the edge of the crowd completely naked and on display stood out. Especially considering Jaina was holding their hands and discouraging them from covering up.

“But Jaina, everyone can see us.” Josie said huskily. Her thighs rubbed together as she almost did a little dance. Her nipples pebbled in excitement as she kept her eyes mostly facing down. While she would never have done this to herself, being dominated by Jaina to do it turned her on immensely. The last few days having her clothing restricted and being forced to display herself to multiple people had been almost liberating in a way.

“Yes they can. And I can already see how much you like it. Now keep your hands down. I wouldn’t want you playing with yourself right now. I’m not sure people are ready for you to just jill off in public yet.” Jaina smirked, jutting her own chest out. Being an exhibitionist and dominant it was empowering to be able to display herself completely bare with a convenient excuse. Even more so to do the same to her two submissives. After all, it wasn’t her fault the fire alarm had gone off.

Anna however was very new to all this experience and while ceding control to Jaina had been an incredible turn on most of the last few hours had been in a haze of arousal. Now standing outside bare and collared in front of all her dorm mates she panicked. “Jaina, I can’t do this. We live with these people. We have to go back and get something to cover up!”

Jaina turned to her and kissed her on the forehead. “It’s ok little pet. They can’t blame you for putting safety over modesty. What were you supposed to do, pick out an outfit while a potential fire raged around you? Besides, it pleases me for them to see you. They’re going to just have to get used to it as you’ll be wearing these outfits a lot.”

Just then someone shuffled through the crowd and joined them. She appeared kilis escort meek and a bit nerdy with short hair and large glasses. Two hands cupped her large breasts, still barely covering them. Her only clothing besides the glasses was a purple pair of boy short panties. “Oh my goodness, y’all too? I was laying in bed and the alarm just shocked me. I didn’t even think twice before racing out front half naked. I was so embarrassed. Why aren’t y’all covering up though?”

Jaina released the hands of her two submissives. Josie clasped hers behind her back, pushing her chest out and biting her lip, obviously enjoying the exposure. Anna’s arms lay dangling at her sides, her hands clasping and unclasping in fists as she tried to take in the sensory overload. Jaina stepped forward and enveloped the new girl in a hug, rubbing her back. “It’s ok. Like I told them no one can blame you. You wear what’s comfortable to bed and if that means showing a little skin during an evacuation it’s not your fault. Besides, you’re beautiful. I’m Jaina, what’s your name?”

“Ed… Edna. I mean they can’t blame us I suppose but I’m not sure about showing any more skin than I already am.”

A mischievous spark appeared in Jaina’s eyes. She stepped back, grabbing Edna’s wrists, pulling them away from her chest, and pinning them down and away from her. “Nonsense. You’re lovely and this is your home. You should be comfortable.”

Edna’s eyes widened as her hands were peeled away. Her large breasts were suddenly exposed to the whole dorm. Surprisingly to her though, her first response was not embarrassment. Having the control over her exposure ceded to someone else caused her skin to flush. Her nipples hardened immediately which also attracted attention since they were thick and long, standing out prominently. As she slowly processed her exposure and arousal, a small wet patch began to spread on her panties. “But… but… my boobs… everyone can see them! All the boys in the dorm can see my nipples!”

“Pet, they don’t mind. They’re glorious and I’m willing to bet all of them – and some of the girls – have been imagining what they’d look like since you got here.”

Looking around Edna noticed many admiring gazes. Then a slight panic as she also saw among them several phones recording her unveiling. “Oh my god, they’re recording me. Please, let me go!” Although her words didn’t match actions. Instead of fighting Jaina she too began squirming in heat.

Jaina did release her hands, but wrapped her arms around her stomach kırklareli escort lightly. Edna’s arms were pinned but she could have easily slipped them up to cover herself. Instead she just bit her lip as Jaina slowly turned her to face the people nearby, sliding her hands up slowly to cup Edna’s breasts, almost showcasing them. Whispering in her ear “I can, but I don’t think you want me to. Look how turned on you are. You could fight against me but you’re enjoying this, just like my little pets. And why wouldn’t you. Your tits are amazing. You shouldn’t cover them up. You should show them off to the world any chance you get. Look at the power you have over them. Any one of them you desire would worship your body. All you’d have to do is pick one. Or several if you desire. Admit it, you’re wet with arousal. They all know, they can see how soaked your panties are. Maybe we should take them off so you can be more comfortable.”

Edna gasped at this idea, her body quivering. She was a good girl. She’d never even sent a naughty picture to her old boyfriends, not that there were many of them. She’d always dressed modestly. Now she was on display, obviously aroused, and inspiring appreciative lust. Conflicting thoughts raced through her mind but the desire did spark feelings of empowerment. If her body could cause this much ardor maybe she should embrace it. “I… I can’t. I’m too shy. But… I couldn’t stop you from doing it, now could I? You have me at a disadvantage.”

Jaina’s smirk grew wider, she was going to like this girl. “I do, don’t I? You’re practically a deer in headlights. No one could blame either of us if all your shivering caused me to slip…” And just like that, Jaina pretended to stumble, her hands sliding down and inside Edna’s panties whisking them to the ground before her shoulders nudged into her, propelling Edna forward.

Edna suddenly felt cool air on her pussy as she was bumped forward, stepping out of her panties and spreading her legs wider for balance. Her admirers eyes went wide this time, taking in this well bosomed goddess as she presented all of herself for them. Their lust drove her arousal and she fell back slightly into the arms of Jaina, her toes curling, as an orgasm traveled through her. Shuddering, eyes half closed, she panted before whispering “That was amazing. Thank you so much.”

“Anytime. Although it looks like the drill is over, people are heading in. Let’s go.” Jaina led Edna towards the door and away from her last covering, abandoned in the karabük escort grass. Anna and Josie followed.

At the door an older student stood with her hands on her hips. “What are you all doing, you can’t be running around here naked. I’m the RA, give me your names and room numbers, you’re all in big trouble.”

Before the girls could even react, Evan slid up next to Jaina and rubbed her arm softly. “Don’t worry, I got this.” Turning to the RA he took on a serious tone. “Actually, they can. First, this state is a top free state. So any gender can be topless anywhere it’s not explicitly forbidden. Which brings me to the second point, the campus actually doesn’t forbid it. In fact, it’s only mention of clothing is when protective clothing must be worn – like in labs or for certain sports. So since the campus is private land and they don’t require clothing outside of those contexts students can actually be nude anywhere and anytime else on campus. It’s why the campus streak used to be tolerated – there’s actually no rule against it.”

The RA blustered for a minute before waving her hands. “Fine. If you all want to run around showing everyone your bits, that’s on you!” And she stormed away.

Jaina turned to Evan and embraced him before pulling back and giving her a smoldering kiss. “That was brilliant. Is that actually true?”

“100%. I looked into it after your comments the other day. I just hadn’t had a chance to tell you that you could run around the dorm naked if you wanted. Or class, the cafeteria and even any of the games on campus – as long as you’re a spectator and not a player at least.”

“Well. You deserve another reward for that. You’re coming to our room tonight so I can take care of that. Come on pets. Edna, it was a pleasure meeting you. You’re welcome in our room anytime – although from now on you should know that all girls have to be completely bare inside. I hope we see more of you soon.”

Edna watched the four of them move off to their room before she realized that she was now completely naked and alone. Quickly she scampered back to her own room. First to properly get herself off thinking about all she’d been through tonight, although sadly no one saw that show. Second to think about how empowering and enticing her exposure and submission had been – and what changes she wanted to make going forward.

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I have a half dozen or so more ideas in this series and a few other ideas for series but sometimes it feels like they’re best just left in my imagination or private folder, rather than sharing. You tell me. Thanks for reading.

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They were driving all night to get home from a vacation road trip to the beach.

Marie said over the drone of the engine, “Why don’t you stop so I can get some cigarettes?”

Bill was driving and replied in a controlling tone, “I told you, cigarettes are bad for you. Plus they are too expensive.”

She knew it was a useless battle so she quit before it turned into an argument. Marie was bored and the night air that came in from the partly open window felt good. Without thinking about it Marie opened the top button of her front button dress, the buttons opened the dress from the front. The night air felt good. She wasn’t wearing a bra so the more she opened her dress the more cool night air she got.

Except for the occasional street light it was dark. Marie rolled toward the car door window partially curling up like going to take a nap. Discreetly she unbuttoned the dress some more, down to below her navel exposing the top of her white cotton panties. As they slowly begun to pass a truck she saw the driver casually look down into their car. Marie was bored so she flashed a boob for the driver. He had just lit a cigarette and she could see it light up as he inhaled.

Marie opened the dress showing her tummy all the way to her panties. The truck driver kept beside them looking at her figure. Marie unbuttoned the dress further which got a big smile from the driver. Now he could see both of her boobs and all the way to her panty crotch and the clearly visible bulge of her pussy mound. She pulled the front of her panties down so he could see her pussy hair right down to her clit.

Seeing a sign for a rest area ahead, she motioned the driver of the truck like puffing on a cigarette, and pointed to the side like to stop at the rest area.

Marie said to Bill, “Let’s stop at that rest area, I have to use the bathroom.”

“Well ok, I need to stretch my legs, and a quick stop could help me make it the rest of the way.”

Bill pulled ahead of the truck and turned on the right signals as he approached the rest area.

Marie could see the truck was also slowing down for the rest area. She saw the truck had to go to the back where the truck parking is. She noticed his truck had a large round emblem on the engine hood, and the cab door.

Marie said, “I am having some stomach trouble so it may be a few minutes. I will meet you back at the car.” Bill watched as Marie went to the women’s rest room, then he went into the men’s.

Marie had to pee but when she finished she walked out to the back area making sure Bill did not see her. Her thin yellow dress was breezy and the night air made her puffy nipples stand out visibly in full form. She spotted the truck with emblems in the middle back row.

Some of the trucks had their headlights on and when she passed by them, her tits and panties were clearly visible. Marie had a nice figure and she received a couple cat calls. Not knowing how to approach a truck, when she got to it she went to the driver’s side. “What’s your name?” she asked as he rolled down his window.

“John, what’s yours?”

“My name is Marie, I was wondering if you could spare a cigarette?”

“Sure, come around to the other side and get in Marie.”

Marie walked around to the other side, opened the door, and climbed up the door step using the hand rail. She got in and sat down closing the door. “How are you?”

John said, “Fine. I smoke Marlboros is that okay?”

“Sure.”

He presented the cigarette pack knocking one out for picking, and watched her take it with satisfaction.

Marie said, “Thanks.” She accepted the cigarette lighter and lit the cigarette handing the lighter back. She took a deep puff obviously enjoying it, and blew the smoke out the window.

John said, “You sure are attractive, and I must say you have some nice boobs.”

Marie replied, “You mean these?” She unbuttoned her dress and exposed her boobs with the puffy nipples sticking out. She decided to leave them in the open. The air felt good on her and she wanted another cigarette.

John offered her a bottle drink, and she took it.

Marie said, “This is good, what is it?”

“It is a wine cooler, tropical berry flavor.” He took out a soda for himself. “Here take this with it.” He gave her a meth pill.

Marie was naïve about pills, but she took it anyway. She was feeling good and loved the drink. “Thank you for the cigarette and the drink.”

“You are welcome, any thing to see more of that nice figure you have.”

Marie suddenly realized she had only gebze escort unbuttoned the top part of her dress. Giggling she said, “You want to see more?” She set the drink down for a minute to unbutton all the rest of the way and laid open her dress exposing her panties and her legs.

John took another sip of his cold soda and said, “Wow those sure look delicious, you don’t mind if I take a lick do you?”

Giggling, Marie said, “Go ahead,” enjoying her cigarette and drink. The meth was just starting to have an effect.

John took the invitation and leaned over to lick her puffy nipples. He wetted her nipples with his lips cold from the drink, and licked and sucked them. John licked her boobs on the bottom and then licked up toward her neck. He could feel her getting hot. Teasing her nipples and licking her neck he continued on the sides of her boobs. He licked down her tummy tickling the light trail of hair from her belly button to her panties. He pulled the front of her panties out, tugging slightly upward.

Marie was getting horny and slightly wiggled her crotch as she was getting very aroused. John had Marie stand up and he held her from behind, centering his cock in the crack of her ass, cupping her boobs, and licking her neck. Marie had never had such attention from Bill. It felt romantic to Marie to be held lovingly in the arms of a man who cupped her and gave her such erotic attention. John let her dress slip over her shoulders as he nibbled on her ear lobes. As her dress slipped down he let his hands caress her panty covered curves in all the right places. He could see down the panty gap and crack of her ass with a tempting preview. Marie had the wonderful sensation of her panties moving over the form of her ass cheeks and teasing her clit and pubic hair.

Meanwhile, Bill had gone looking for Marie. As he rounded the end of the building toward a picnic area someone said, “You looking for someone?”

With hopes up Bill replied, “Yeah, I am looking for my damn wife.”

An answer came back from the darkness, “I’ll be your wife.” Bill heard chuckles from several people. There wasn’t much light and he couldn’t tell how many of them there were.

“What’s her name?”

“Marie.”

“That’s a pretty name. You sure that isn’t your name sweety?”

Bill was beginning to think these were not good people. Now besides trying to find Marie and get back on the road, he was confronted by these strangers. Bill started to take steps around them but suddenly he was grabbed from behind with a choke hold and his arm behind his back.

Someone asked, “What’s your name?”

“Bill.” Bill was held captive and he could only cooperate until he could get away from these creeps and find Marie.

“Billy Willy, that’s a cute name. Maybe we will help you find this Marie? Is she as pretty as you are? We could sure use some good pussy.”

The one doing most of the talking walked up face to face with Bill. Suddenly he hugged Bill and shoved a hand between his legs all the way to his butt cheeks. As he drew his hand upward he fondled every bit of Bills genitals through the clothing. Bill heard a knife pop open and tried to struggle free but he was held tight. The sleeves of his short sleeve shirt were cut easily up to his neck. The man ripped Bill’s shirt all the way off, yanking the shirt tails out of his pants.

“What are you doing?” demanded Bill. “Are you gay?”

“I am as queer as a three dollar bill. Call me Booger. Checking out your chest and tummy, Billy Willy.” The man started kissing and sucking Bill’s nipples. He thought this was weird. The whole situation was weird. The man kissed and licked his way down to Bills belt buckle and teasingly unfastened it letting a hand tour Bills crotch again. As the man drew Bill’s pants down he let his face scrub against Bills cock and balls through the underwear.

Up to this point everything was so weird that his cock had remained shriveled. But now he started to feel sensation. The man pulled the underwear open and Bill could feel the night air rush in, then he felt the man blowing hot air down his cock and into his underwear and around his balls. He felt the air tickling through his pubic hair and all the way back to his ass crack.

The man pulled Bill’s underwear all the way down to his ankles shackled with his pants. Here he was in public standing almost nude. He felt the night breeze tantalizing the crack of his ass.

“Let’s make friends Billy Willy,” and Booger got on his knees and started kissing and licking gümüşhane escort Bills cock and balls.

Unable to stop it, Bill’s cock started getting hard. Booger was sucking and licking his cock making it wet, and he could feel the cool night air on it. He could feel the heat come off his cock as Booger licked and blew on it. The man kissed his balls, licking and sucking on them, and he felt the night air trickle through the pubic hairs of his balls. Bill’s cock got harder than it had ever been. Booger displayed the rock hard cock, kissed the cock head and said, “I believe he likes me!”

Booger pushed on Bills cum vein, and held his cock much like a cock ring for a few minutes while he kissed and tongue teased the top. He must have sensed Bill’s readiness because he suddenly plunged his mouth all the way down Bill’s cock gripping it tight with his outstretched lips. The man had reached around and was gripping Bill’s ass cheeks with one finger touching his asshole.

Uncontrollably Bill clinched and bucked with an explosive volley of cum. It must have been the biggest cum shot he had ever done. Booger obviously liked playing and tasting the cum in his mouth before swallowing. Bill could feel the swallowing motions on his cock head. He didn’t mind so much Booger was fondling his ass.

Booger was one of the smaller men but apparently he was in charge. Booger said, “Hmm that was good, I could taste the coffee in the cum. Do you drink a lot of coffee on the road Billy Willy? Lay him over that picnic table, I want to see his gorgeous ass.”

The other guys were strong enough to be wrestlers and they easily pinned Bill face down on the picnic table, his pants still around his ankles.

“My oh my, what a nice ass.”

Bill wiggled his ass a little in a feeble attempt to gain an edge on freedom. Bill involuntarily clinched his ass cheeks while trying to get an edge. Booger loved the sight of Bill’s butt motions.

Booger leaned over and licked right up the side of Bill’s ass crack. This unexpected action brought a little wiggle and Booger loved it. Soon Booger was licking up and down the crack and cheeks kissing below the cheeks and up the crack, and all the way down to the balls.

All Bill could do was wiggle in an attempt to keep his asshole away from Booger’s imploring tongue. Booger loved the wiggling and stuck his tongue directly on Bill’s asshole. He started licking around the anal ring, and up the sides of the cheeks by the asshole. Soon he started poking the tip of his tongue in the center, then stretched the butt cheeks apart to open it up some.

Bill stopped wiggling his ass, as he could do nothing else. Booger continued to lick and rim and enjoyed every bit of it. Bill could not understand why anyone would do that.

Soon the activity changed and Bill felt an oily substance run down his crack. “What are you doing?”

“Call me Booger.”

“What are you doing Booger?”

“Just relax, I am just giving you a special massage.” Booger rubbed the anal lube into Bill’s asshole. He slowly worked in the lube twisting and pushing his finger until little by little it went into the first knuckle, and then the second.

Bill was starting to get used to his asshole being manipulated, but he was still in for a surprise. He noticed the other goons were looking on in obvious pleasure.

Booger kept working the lube in and repeated, “Just relax,” every time he felt Bill’s tension in his asshole.

Booger put his cock knob on Bill’s anal ring and rubbed it around, pushing slightly. “Ok Billy Willy push back on this knob. Take your time but keep pushing taking small breaks to relax a little and try to grab my cock with your asshole.

This talk was so shocking to Bill, he had no idea how to respond, so he did push back. Little by little he could feel the cock head start to enter. He bucked a little trying to adjust, and this just thrilled Booger.

Booger said, “That’s it hump it, grab it with your asshole, twist it around, wiggle on it and let your asshole love it.”

Bill was in a state of shock. One of the other guys squatted on the table in front of Bills face. He took his cock and rubbed Bill’s lips.

He said, “Here take it, open your mouth.”

Bill shook his head back and forth, wasting most of the pre cum that was ready for him.

Smack!! The guy slapped the shit out of Bill so hard it made his eyes water. Now he was disoriented but he opened his mouth. “Don’t let it touch your teeth.”

Soon Bill was getting mouth izmir escort fucked, as Booger was starting to slam his cock in Bill’s asshole hard enough that his stomach smacked loudly on Bill’s ass. Booger fondled and then spanked Bill’s ass. Finally Booger gripped him and let out a large groan.

At almost the same time the other guy came in Bill’s mouth. Bill got his first taste of cum and tried to manipulate it in his mouth to reject it, but finally submitted and swallowed in several gulps.

It was dark and Bill could not tell how many were there. Booger had cleaned off and got hard again and Bill got to taste his cum as well. It was Bill’s first time sucking and swallowing cum, second time, third and overall probably more than a dozen. After cumming and getting hard again each one had a turn at Bill’s ass as well, keeping it well lubed. Bill remembered one of them was wearing a uniform and apparently was the rest area security guard. That one took pleasure in pulling Bill’s hair and spanking his ass.

Meanwhile Marie was substantially affected by the meth, and strong wine coolers. John laid her over like melting butter, in fact her pussy was dripping wet like melted butter. He took her in every position he had ever heard of letting their horny bodies guide the way. John licked her pussy tantalizing and agonizingly slow teasing her to multiple climaxes before he even stuck his tongue in her vagina. He sucked on the top of her pussy opening trying to reach her G-spot with his tongue. He may have succeeded because her sweet tasting pussy cum was flowing out and dripped over her asshole which John gladly licked up.

Marie had never been licked on the asshole and it made her have multiple orgasms. John determined he would take her virgin asshole, but she wanted to take a break. Leaving her clothes in his truck, she walked around the truck area stark naked bathed in attention from the truckers. John walked with her not wanting to be responsible for anything bad that might happen, and he didn’t want to loose the chance of taking her cherry ass.

Another driver came up and gave her a hug and told her how pretty she was and how nice it was for her to enjoy her nudity with everyone. He hugged her and groped her boobs and ass. Before turning away he cupped a hand on her sopping pussy, and brought the sex juice to his mouth apparently not suspecting that some of it was John’s.

Soon Marie found herself fucking one of the drivers in a grassy area. She was on top and he had his knees to his chest as she had him pinned with her legs. John saw his perfect opportunity. He brought out his anal lube and squirted it down her crack. Also taking a tube of Vaseline he pushed some in her asshole which was arched up the way she was fucking. A glob of Vaseline dropped below the upturned balls of the guy she was on. When he tried to capture the glob with his finger, it pushed into his asshole, and John was surprised when his finger went all the way in. He pushed it in and out to distribute so maybe the guy wouldn’t notice it was him and not her pushing it in. Then John took his prize and pushed his cock into Marie’s ass. So much cum has drained over her asshole, combined with the lube and Vaseline his cock went right in and she only had a slight grunt.

Pumping away John was almost ready to cum when he realized there was another hole below him. Without a word he pushed his cock in the other guy’s ass, taking his virgin asshole as well as Maries, then lifting back up he plunged back into Marie and let fly a huge cum shot in her ass.

Marie felt fulfilled.

The guy below Marie came in her pussy and felt fulfilled as well, realizing his ass had just been taken.

Marie walked naked back to John’s truck. He got her clothes out for her and kissed her goodbye once she had them on again. The pill caused her to be fully alert and so she went back to her car and got in the driver’s side.

Soon Bill came back to the car, shirtless, and barefoot. Seeing Marie at the steering wheel, he got in on the passenger side without a fuss.

As they came back on to the highway Marie glanced over and could see Bill’s pants were not fastened well, and it looked like he was wearing panties. When he shifted around and turned over his pants drew further down and she saw he was wearing some cock ring panties with a penis sheath and open butt. Marie giggled when she saw the cock ring around his cock and balls had led lights flashing in a moving circle around his cock and balls. Bill started dreaming. Marie saw his mouth form a circle with extended lips, and his throat making swallowing motions. In his sleep she heard him say, “hmm that was good.”

Marie took a draw on her cigarette and watched the red glow with satisfaction.

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I’ve seen my wife be determined, confused, unsure, demure, playful and the list goes on. I’ve watched her sit down and read a novel for hours on end, without coming up for air, so to speak, but never have I seen her sit down to read a book, and read the same page over and over for what seemed like hours. To say she was in a state of confused flux, or even extreme preoccupation, would be the best description I could put to her. When she invited Rachel over to the house, she clearly intended the visit by the sex therapist, to figure out what MY problem was, and to FIX it. She never expected that it would turn out; that an event that happened to HER, before we even met, would be the crux of our problem. I was more than a little amazed, at how quickly the therapist had zeroed in on a relationship issue that had been simmering and growing for years, unbeknown to us.

She had never told me about what that happened that one night with one of her college friends, and after I learned about it, I felt kind of bad for having pushed her, so many times, to have sex outside. Had I known… Well, maybe I would have actually done more damage to our relationship, trying to avoid things. Rachel felt that the only solution was to face the irrational fear she had, much like pushing a person afraid of heights, to go ziplining. Face the fear outright and prove to yourself that it truly is irrational. That’s what Rachel had recommended. She even gave us the ability to do it.

Now all that needed to happen, was for Lisa to convince herself to do it. But it was a big ask for any woman, let alone one that was apparently scared of any kind of public display. I definitely would never have suggested anything like this at all. But then, I had no idea that both of us were turned on by voyeuristic and exhibitionistic situations. In over forty years, I’d never known that she had those desires, and was suppressing them. Of course, maybe she does it once, then decides that it isn’t what she thought it was. All I could do was wait until she was ready, if she ever was.

“Okay, you ready to go?” She asked, as she walked into the family room where I was lounging, watching a movie.

“What’s that?” I asked, without looking over at her at first. When I did, I saw her standing in high heels and a powder blue, wrap around dress that came down almost to her knees.

“Do you still want to do this? We don’t have to if you don’t want.” She said, as she stood with her hands clasped behind her butt, a very nervous look on her face.

“I’m confused hon. What are we talking about?”

“It’s Thursday night.”

“Yeah? And?”

“We don’t have to. That’s fine.” She said, turning to head back up the stairs.

“Wait! Don’t have to what? I just asked what we were talking about?” I called, stopping her on the bottom step. She turned and stepped back down off the step.

“Go shopping. The lingerie store, we were going to go, tonight?”

I looked at her, suddenly understanding what she was talking about. “Um, yeah, I still want to do it, I just didn’t know we were doing it tonight.” I said, as I got up.

“I told you on Monday night, when we went to bed, that we could try it this Thursday.”

“Oh. I don’t remember you saying that. I must not have heard you for some reason. Sure, we can do it tonight if you want. All I need to do is change.” I said, as I walked toward her and the stairs.

“Not much point in changing. I mean, you’re going to have to take it all off anyway, right? Who’s going to care if you’re wearing shorts or a suit.”

“Uh. No one, I guess. Alright, I’ll go like this.” I agreed, as she turned and walked up the stairs in front of me. I followed her to the car, as she walked to the passenger side and climbed in. It was pretty tight for her to get in, while the car was parked in the garage, but she chose to get in before I could start it and back out. We sat in the driveway for a couple minutes, while I entered the address, on the small piece of paper she held out for me. The GPS found the address quickly and I backed out of the drive and headed to wherever this store was.

It wasn’t a long drive, only about twenty minutes across to the north side of town. It wasn’t a big shopping center. In fact, it was a pretty old looking, strip mall that had a liquor store on one end, and a Goodwill store on the other. In between was an empty store for lease, and our destination, a small lingerie shop. I parked in front of the shop, next to the only other car in the small parking lot, and we sat and looked for a few moments. “Doesn’t look like much, does it?” Lisa asked me quietly.

“Not really.” I agreed. “You sure you want to do this?”

“Well, at least it’s not overly busy. If I have to walk to the car in what you pick, it would be a lot harder, if we went to Frederick’s in the mall or something.”

I chuckled. “Yeah. I’m not sure I’d be comfortable dressing you in lingerie, then having you van escort walk through the mall.”

“Not to mention, whatever I happen to choose for you.” She said, with a small smile, before taking a deep breath. “Well, should we at least go in and see what they have?”

“Just to be clear what she expects us to do. She said that once I chose an outfit, you were supposed to completely undress with the changing room curtain open, and dress in what I picked?”

“That’s what she said.”

“And if I decide I don’t want to have you in that one and pick something else?”

“I can stay in the dressing room, with the curtain open, or I can follow you.”

“I thought that’s what she said. Guess I better make a good pick first time. Any suggestions?”

“I’m not supposed to suggest. It’s all up to you. Whatever you really want to see me in. Just remember, after I do, you have to do the same thing.

“So many ideas,” I exclaimed!

“Well, you better narrow them down a bit, before we try on the first one. I don’t plan on hanging out, naked, half the night.”

“I guess we’re supposed to ask for Crystal.” She said, looking at the little slip of paper. “I’m guessing that might be the owner?” she asked, as we looked up at the ‘Crystal’s Delicates’ sign.

“Maybe,” I agreed.

“You ready,” She asked me?

“Not sure. Are you?”

“Definitely not!”

“Okay. Let’s go then.”

She nodded and opened the car door. We walked into the shop and I was surprised at how large it actually was. It was fairly narrow, only about 50 feet or so wide, but it was definitely long, easily four times as long as it was wide. I saw one other couple, looking to be in their thirties or so, browsing the racks farther back in the store. Not far from the door was a checkout counter, with a young woman, maybe in her late twenties, standing behind it. She greeted us with a smile. “Good evening. Can I help you find anything tonight?” She asked, as we walked the few dozen steps toward the counter.

“Actually, we’re supposed to ask for Crystal?”

“You found her!” She said cheerfully.

Lisa looked at her in surprise. We were both expecting someone a bit older. She took a breath. “Rachel sent us.”

“Ohhhhh! I’ll bet you were expecting my mom, Crystal with a C. I’m Krystal with a K, her daughter. She’s not here right now, but if you’re one of Rachel’s clients, I’m sure I can help you out, with anything you need.”

“I see. Well, um, okay then. My husband is supposed to pick something for me to try on.”

“Sure thing.” Krystal said before looking at me. “Do you have any idea what kind of thing you would like her to model? We have, like, demure stuff, sexy stuff, really sexy and racy stuff, stuff that’s a bit slutty and even some really, really, slutty stuff. The pole girls really go for that stuff.”

“Pole girls?” I asked quizzically.

“You know, strippers? Pole girls?”

“Oh yeah. I get it. Let’s try the sexy and racy. I don’t think I’m looking for slutty.” I said with more confidence than I felt.

She leaned over the counter and looked down at my crotch and then up at me again. “I don’t know. I think you like the idea of seeing her in something slutty. Why don’t we start there and see what happens?”

“Um, uh, okay.” I said, not sure how slutty, a slutty outfit was. She stepped out from behind the counter and led us deeper into the store.

Krystal turned around and walked backwards for a few steps, looking at my wife, presumably sizing her up. “You know, I’ve done a few of these for Rachel before. I think I have just the thing to really get you turned on.” She said with a grin. She led us to a rack of things, almost to the back of the shop, and then stopped. She pulled a hanger from the rack and turned it to face us before holding it up to her body. “I bet this’ll get your motor running!”

It looked sort of like a collection of strings and straps, that covered damn near nothing! I could see two straps that would be going between her legs, almost like crotchless panties, without any material for the panty, and triangles where her boobs would be, that would just frame around them, but not really cover anything. “I think that might be just a little bit too revealing.”

“That’s the idea, isn’t it? Showing it off? No point in hiding it, if you really wanna see it.” She looked at me and then shook her head. “You’re right. You strike me as more of a peekaboo kind of guy.” She turned and walked around the end of the rack to the other side and then stopped and pulled something else off the rack. She held it up for me to look at over the rack. It was all lace and fishnet kind of mesh, but the cups that would cover her big boobs were split so that the material could easily be pulled aside to show her nipples, or pulled together to cover them. The bottom, of the one-piece body suit, where the crotch was, was also split so that her pussy would stick out between the red lace. “Now this, is probably perfect. Would you yalova escort like her to try it on for you?”

“I’d love to see her in both!” I agreed enthusiastically, having a hard time not imagining both my wife and Krystal in the sexy outfit.

“You really want me to wear that!?” Lisa asked in surprise. “I mean, everything would hang out!”

“I know! God, you’ll look so damn hot in it!”

“You just remember this, when it’s my turn!” Lisa said, with a frown.

“Dressing rooms are this way.” Krystal said, turning and walking toward the back of the shop with the tiny lace outfit and the strap thing. Lisa turned, with the frown still on her face, to follow the young woman. I followed behind, anxious to see my wife in that outfit. Krystal walked to one of the curtained changing rooms, a cubicle about five or six feet square, with mirrors on two walls and hooks and a small bench on the third. The front was a sliding curtain that Krystal pulled all the way back as far as it would go. She stepped in and hung the little outfits on their hangers on one of the hooks, then stepped out. “Here you go! I’ll be over here if you need me,” Krystal said, as she turned to walk away. As she stepped past me, she whispered, “enjoy.”

“I know I said I could do this, but now, I’m not so sure.” Lisa said softly, as she stood in the middle of the changing cubicle, looking in the mirror on the back wall.

I stepped up behind her and wrapped my arms around her and kissed the back of her neck. “We don’t have to do this right now, if you don’t want to.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to, I’m just scared. What if I get half way and can’t do it? What if that guy over there, with his wife, comes over and watches?”

“Then he’s gonna see one of the sexiest women on the planet.” I whispered, before kissing her earlobe.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Alright. Get out.”

I nodded and backed up. She looked at me in the mirror and moved her hands to the belt around her waist. Without taking her eyes off of me, she unthreaded the material through the loops of the buckle, letting the free end drop once it was free. The powder blue dress gaped apart in front, as she reached one hand into the waist of the dress, reaching deep in toward her right hip. She pulled her hand back out, the left side of the dress dropping apart as well as the right. There was a strip of her bare body, showing from her neck to her ankles, her neatly trimmed bush completely visible, as well as her protruding inner labia. She stared at me as she lifted her hands to her shoulders. I watched her as she pushed the dress off her shoulders and let it slide down her arms, all the way to the floor. She stood there, completely naked, except for her high heels. She turned around to face me, letting me look at her as she stood with the curtain open.

“God, you’re incredibly beautiful!” I said quietly, as I looked at her sexy body.

“Hopefully, this makes me look even better.” She said quietly, as she turned to take the tiny red strap thing off the hanger. “No looking,” she said, as she turned to face the mirror. I couldn’t not look. I mean, her pussy stuck out at me from between her thighs, as she bent to step into the little outfit. She worked the straps up her body and then spent a couple minutes trying to work out just how the straps were to go around her body. She finally turned to face me, her body laced with the narrow red straps, one pair running down between her legs, framing her sexy pussy, and another set around her big tits. The outfit was indeed, like framing a masterpiece. I thought she looked incredible naked, but now, she looked even better in my opinion. “Well, what do you think?”

“I think you know what I think.” I said, unzipping and undoing the front of my shorts. I spread the front of my shorts and pulled out my rock-hard dick. “This tell you?”

“It does. It says you’re one horny bastard!” she said with a grin. She stood there for long seconds, watching me. “Honey. I have to be honest. I can’t walk out there like this. I know I’m supposed to, but I can’t.”

I looked at her curiously. “I thought this was what you wanted to try?”

“It is, but I don’t think I can do it.”

I nodded and stepped into the changing room with her. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me. I felt her tits press to my chest, as I moved my lips to hers. We stood there, kissing softly for long seconds. I could feel her grab my dick with one hand, and work it between her legs so that her pussy was resting on the top of my shaft. As we continued to kiss, she rocked her hips slightly, sliding her clit on my hard shaft. She broke the kiss breathlessly, resting her forehead and nose against mine. “Take me with you.” She whispered.

I moved my hands from her back, slid them down her arms to grasp her hands. I stepped back, my dick slipping from between her legs, and my shorts slipping down my legs to my ankles. I shuffled backwards, pulling her çorlu escort hands and drawing her out of the dressing room with me.

“Holy shit.” I heard a female voice say, drawing my attention. I looked over and saw the couple that had been shopping, when we arrived, standing less than ten feet away, just getting ready to walk into one of the changing rooms. Her eyes were glued to my glistening dick, while her husband’s eyes were glued to my wife. They were younger than us by at least ten or more years. Both were rather slim and fit looking, though I wouldn’t call either of them muscular. The young woman was a little shorter than Lisa, and didn’t have nearly as big of a chest, but was otherwise quite attractive. She had short blond hair, almost boy cut, and a modest sized chest hidden inside a button-down western style shirt. Her hips and legs were as slender as the rest of her, encased in form fitting jeans.

I blushed, as she stared at my dick and mumbled “sorry.”

“No problem,” she whispered, her eyes still glued to my dick.

“Yeah, no sweat.” The husband said, staring at Lisa’s exposed tits, the angle he was at, I was pretty sure he wasn’t able to see her pussy yet, but probably the curls on her mound. “I, uh, didn’t think you could do that in here.”

“We, um, got permission.” I said, feeling my face still burning a bit. I looked at Lisa, and saw her face and neck also flushed, but then she did something I wasn’t expecting. She let go of my hand and turned toward the couple. I watched her step toward him, allowing him to see all of her exposed parts, as she moved to within only a foot or two of him.

“What do you think of this outfit? Do you think it makes me look sexy? Or slutty?” She asked in a sultry voice, the tiny squeak at the end betraying her nervousness.

“It’s um. It’s really something.” He answered, staring blatantly at her big tits trying to push out between the red triangle of straps.

“If I was your wife, would you want me to wear this for you?” She asked quietly, not turning away so that he could continue to stare at her practically nude body.

“Oh yeah.”

Lisa looked back at me with raised eyebrows, asking the question with her eyes, before turning back to the younger man. I could tell she was asking permission to push the boundary, and wanted to make sure I was not only good with her doing it, but that I was still here to protect her. “Maybe, um, I can show you where these are, if you want to pick one for your wife to model for you.” She said before looking back at me again for a moment before turning to the young woman. “You don’t mind if I show him where they are, do you?”

“I, um, uh, no. You can show him.” She stammered, clearly not sure what to do.

“I’m sure Daniel will be more than happy to wait here with you, won’t you dear?” She said, without looking back at me again, her arm reaching out for the young man’s arm. She turned him gently and hooked her arm through his, guiding him away from us, down the aisle between racks of lingerie.

“Um. Sure.” I answered, as she started away from us.

“We won’t be long honey. Why don’t you help her get undressed so she’s ready to put it on?” Lisa called over her shoulder as she pulled him along, walking, essentially naked, with him through the store.

“She, um, really looks good in that,” the young woman said quietly.

“Yeah, she does.” I answered, watching my wife’s naked ass, wiggling, as she walked down the aisle between the racks.

“Does she often do this? When you’re shopping, I mean?”

“Actually, this is the first time.” I said, looking back the young woman.

“You, um, don’t mind standing there like that?”

I suddenly realized that I was indeed showing all my hardware in its full proportions. I could feel my face grow red again. “Actually, I was just trying to show her, how much I appreciated how she looked.”

“I see you appreciate it a lot.”

“I suspect that if you were going to show off like that, you’d get a similar response.”

“From you? Or from Doug?” She asked softly. “I’m not sure Doug would ever show off quite this, um, publicly.”

“Would you?” I asked quietly.

“I don’t know. No one has ever asked me to.” She said, stepping into the changing room. “Maybe I’ll leave this curtain open, if you leave those shorts off.”

“Well, since Lisa has to still pick something for me to model for her, I don’t see why not.”

“Good.” She said, hanging the items on the hook in her dressing room. She turned to face me and started to unbutton her shirt. One, two, three, four buttons were undone, letting me see that she had a lacy bra. She pulled the shirt out of the pants and undid the last couple buttons before slipping the shirt off. Her skin was creamy white and her breasts looked like a nice full C cup inside a petite lace bra. I could see the outline of her dark pink areola through the bra material and two prominent bumps in the center. She undid her pants and started to push them down, stopping long enough to pull her underwear back up. She wiggled her legs and worked the tight material down, until she stepped from her shoes and pulled the pants completely off. She straightened up, wearing nothing but the lace bra and a pair of tiny, white, bikini panties.

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My explanation of the Law of Conservation of Energy was interrupted once again by the sudden distinct snap of elastic against skin, a quick shriek, and another round of giggles. I started to turn to see what was going on in the living room, when Rachel grabbed my arm. “Don’t mind them. They’re doing this just to bother me.”

***

I didn’t know what to do. I wanted a second date with Rachel, obviously. I wanted an opportunity to try again – to pick up on the cues this time. I had been kicking myself ever since I had dropped her off at work after our first date. Stupid, stupid! Why didn’t I ask her about her roommates? Why didn’t I ask about the toys she clearly left out on purpose (she left them out on purpose, right?)? Why didn’t I compliment her body when she changed in front of me? Why didn’t I make a move when she cuddled up next to me? Worst of all, the only correct response to a girl telling you she doesn’t have a gag reflex is some variation of “I don’t believe you.” Is it too late to try that? Could I go up to her next time I pick up a package and say, “Hey, remember when you told me you enjoy giving blowjobs? Well what I should’ve told you is that I enjoy receiving blowjobs.” For some reason, I don’t think that will work as well in the daylight as it would’ve in her bedroom. Stupid!

What was worse was that I still had to see Rachel all the time. I had ordered so many packages just to have excuses to talk to her, and now they were all arriving. I thought about leaving them there to pile up, but I was afraid they’d be returned to sender after a few days, and they were actually kinda expensive. I tried to go when Rachel wouldn’t be there, but the package room was only open for limited hours and it seemed that Rachel was working all of them. So, there I was, three times a week, trying to ask my crush for a blowjob, while desperately trying to not talk to her at all for fear of ruining my chances at a second date. It was not going well.

“And so that’s why I think Next Generation is better than Deep Space Nine.” I found myself saying. I wasn’t sure how long I had been talking. Or how long I had been looking at Rachel’s cleavage instead of her face.

“I hear what you’re saying,” Rachel answered plainly. “But what I asked was whether you knew anything about thermodynamics and wave phenomena.”

“Oh…” I looked up into Rachel’s hazel eyes, which had clearly been watching me get lost in her tits. She seemed more amused than angry though. For the first time today, I noticed she had dyed her hair brown and styled it like Rachel McAdams’s character in Game Night. “Umm, well I…”

“Stop.” Rachel instructed me. “I think your soliloquies on nerd stuff are adorable, and I happen to agree about Picard being the better captain. But I don’t think either of us have time right now for you to try to answer me again with only half your brain working. So, I’m gonna assume that yes, you are good at physics and that yes, you would love to help me with my homework. 8:00 at my apartment again?”

I nodded silently, afraid that any big movements on my part might push the stars and planets out of alignment and I’d lose my second shot with trabzon escort Rachel.

“Great! By the way, my roommates will probably be home tonight, so get your mind out of the gutter before you come over. In fact, maybe give yourself a little stress relief at 7:30 so you can be ready to concentrate when you get to my place.”

I didn’t know what to make of that. I nodded silently again, took my package, and walked away from Rachel without a word. My awkwardness hurt me, but I thought it was safer than trying to be cool.

***

After pacing in the hall for three minutes, I knocked on Rachel’s door at 8:00 sharp. The door swung open and I found myself face to face with my crush, dressed down for a casual night of studying. She was wearing what looked like a short-sleeved, silk button-up shirt and matching silk pants. Both pieces were light grey, patterned with little Enterprises, Spock Hands, and the words “Boldly Go.” Rachel was barefoot and based on the way her nipples poked through the shirt, I guessed she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“Welcome! I’m so glad you’re here! There’s pizza in the kitchen, help yourself. Oh, these are my roommates: Stephanie and Isabelle.” As she led me into her apartment, Rachel gestured toward the living room sectional couch, where her roommates waved to me in turn.

Stephanie was tall, blonde, and beautiful. She looked like Alice Eve, but maybe 6’1″. She even had heterochromia! She had the friendliest smile as she wiggled her fingers at me. Stephanie was wearing a tight yoga top and yoga pants.

Isabelle was short, brunette, and adorable. She looked like Penelope Cruz, but only 5’3″. She seemed excited to see me as she waved frantically at me, before turning to laugh with Stephanie. Isabelle was wearing a sports bra and short gym shorts.

Both roommates were extremely fit. I seemed to remember Rachel mentioning that her roommates were both athletes on the school teams. I think Stephanie did some sort of track and field, and Isabelle was on the soccer team maybe?

Rachel caught me eyeing her roommates. I couldn’t help but remember what Rachel had let slip last time I was here: that her roommates had hooked up on that very couch they were sitting on now. Rachel jabbed me in the ribs. “Hey! It’s study time, remember?” Then quieter, so only I could hear her, “Did you take my advice about… stress relief?”

I spoke for the first time since entering the apartment. “I did, but I don’t know if it worked. I drank some herbal tea, I listened to some classical music, and I tried to breathe deeply. But I’m still pretty nervous around you.” I admitted.

Rachel stared at me dumbstruck. “That’s not…I meant…Okay, well, I guess we’ll just have to deal with it. Here, you sit here.” She directed me to a chair at the kitchen table, where I’d have my back to the roommates. Rachel sat down at a 90 degree angle from me. “This’ll be fine,” she continued. “We’re all here to study. They have exams coming up too. The little minxes aren’t even really lesbians; that was just a one-time, random, experimentation.” Rachel seemed to be rambling to herself now.

I could tell she tunceli escort was stressed about her physics class, so I gathered up my resolve, opened her book, and dove in.

***

We got through about an hour of studying, and I felt like we were making progress. But Rachel kept looking over my shoulder toward the living room. I started hearing giggles coming from that direction, but I tried to keep us on topic. My responsibility was to help Rachel; I couldn’t also worry about whatever her roommates were supposed to be studying.

My explanation of the Law of Conservation of Energy was interrupted once again by the sudden distinct snap of elastic against skin, a quick shriek, and another round of giggles. I started to turn to see what was going on in the living room, when Rachel grabbed my arm. “Don’t mind them. They’re doing this just to bother me.”

“Doing what just to bother you? It’s just difficult to concentrate with them here. What are they studying for?” I whispered to Rachel.

Rachel stared over my shoulder and answered without looking at me, “Anatomy, it seems like.”

“That’s an awful lot of giggling for study time.”

“They just love to distract me. And I think they’re excited to have you here to distract too.”

I tried to continue my explanation, but I couldn’t pull Rachel’s focus back to physics. “Do we need to take a break?” I asked her.

Rachel finally looked back at me, her hazel eyes gleaming. “Yes. As a matter of fact, I think I owe you. You’ve done me a favor; I think our agreement was that I’d do you a favor back?” My eyes darted quickly to Rachel’s chest as she began to unbutton her silk pajama top. As her 30G boobs came into view with her erect nipples staring into my eyes, I started to reach for one. “No, no, not tonight. Tonight, I’m doing you a favor.” And with that, Rachel slipped to her knees under the kitchen table.

Without the obligation to help Rachel study, I could focus more on the sounds coming from around the room. Behind me, I could hear the unmistakable sound of making out. I wasn’t sure where to look. On the one hand, I had a busty, now-brunette angel on her knees fiddling with my zipper. On the other hand, I needed to know what her not-lesbian roommates were doing to each other on that couch.

Rachel made my decision for me when her delicate hand slipped my cock out of my jeans and her tongue made contact with the base of my shaft. I had fantasized about this moment for too long and I wouldn’t miss it for the world. As Rachel suckled on the head of my dick, she grabbed my jeans and boxers and pulled them the rest of the way down my legs. She trailed her tongue down the underside of my shaft until her lips reached my balls. She sucked one in as she turned her attention to untangling my pants from my feet and tossing them aside. Free of that obstruction, Rachel shimmied forward until her knees were on the ground between my feet and then she really got to work.

Meanwhile, from behind me, I could hear moans of pleasure and the slurping of juices. I wondered who was eating whom, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Rachel’s. She had one hand uşak escort holding my knee for balance while the other hand twisted on the base of my dick. Her head bobbed up and down in my lap. Still, she never broke eye contact. Her mouth was so soft and warm and it felt luxurious. I loved watching my dick disappear between her bright red lips. Her lipstick left red smears all over my shaft. From one moment to the next, I cycled between disbelief at how deep she was taking me, doubt at my own memory of the previous moment, awe at the evidence of the lipstick stains around my base, and then euphoria as Rachel repeated her attack.

Rachel would build me up toward the verge of orgasm, but then stop before I hit the point of no return. She kept me as hard as I’d ever been and she seemed to know exactly where my limits were. Her eyes were watching mine and responding to every tiny reaction I gave. It was like she was tracking my heartbeat by watching the fluttering of my pupils.

From the living room, I could hear two distinct sets of moans building and building in concert with each other. When the sounds reached a crescendo of ecstasy, Rachel suddenly slammed her face down until her nose poked into my pelvis. She had my entire dick lodged in her throat, and I could feel her neck muscles massaging me and pulling my cum from me. With a groan, I came along with the two roommates I couldn’t see, depositing my load directly into Rachel’s throat.

When I’d finished ejaculating, Rachel slowly drew her mouth off my cock, cleaning it with her tongue along the way. She finally removed the head with a small pop. Rachel licked her lips and smiled at me. While still kneeling under the table, my half-hard dick still pointing half-heartedly at her face, Rachel looked up at me. “Delicious,” she declared simply. “I can tell you didn’t give yourself any stress relief before coming over here.” She blushed slightly. “Good job hanging on as long as you did.” She seemed nervous to admit, “Like I said, I love sucking cock. I hate when it’s over too quickly. I’m sorry about my roommates. They just love to spoil my fun.”

I heard giggling and turned finally to catch a glimpse of her roommates. The two of them were holding hands and running down the hall toward one of their bedrooms. I only saw their asses, but the view confirmed they played for one of the school teams.

Rachel got herself out from under the table, retrieved her shirt from I don’t know where, and began buttoning it back up. “I think we’ve done enough work for one night. Do you think you could finish up my homework for me? I understand it all a lot better now, and I just think filling it out would be a bit tedious.”

I nodded serenely.

“Great!” Rachel exclaimed. Next thing I knew, she was handing me my backpack and thanking me for my help tonight. I felt myself being pushed toward the exit, so I took my leave, grateful for the mind-blowing blowjob. “Maybe next time we can study at your place. I can be loud and distracting too. I’ll make you a king amongst your neighbors.” She shut the door behind me.

I stumbled off sheepishly toward my car, carrying my backpack. Tonight couldn’t have gone any better. Except, of course, I would’ve liked to have been sat in a different chair where I could’ve watched her roommates. Maybe I’ll request that next time. It wasn’t until I pulled into my parking lot at home that I realized I’d left my jeans and my boxers at Rachel’s.

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OUR FIRST BIKE WEEK PIZZA AND PUSSY.

Sounds like a meal fit for a king. But the pizza was for eating and the pussy for showing. I’d recently sold my Harley and some of my old cars, replaced with a used standard roof line Chevy van to pull a flatbed trailer from Illinois to Florida. Seven trips, each one just over a thousand miles each way, to haul cars and other junk to the boonies.

Our plans were to buy a newer bike after we got settled in here in Florida. With a five year old adopted grandson that wouldn’t happen right away. Plans later changed to a trike. New to the area, we couldn’t find a babysitter that we could trust. And we’re still trike dreamin! Shit happens!

It all began in Daytona during a Bike Week event. Probably 1995, our very first one. Found out it was everything we had heard. Tits and ass everywhere and bikers having fun. Recently retired the previous spring, we’d been 56 and 54. With luck we got a neighbor to watch our now six year old son for the entire week of Bike Week. She was also his bus driver so this worked great.

I drove the Chevy van and we were parked several blocks from Main street on a narrow side road very near International Drive. Across from where I parked for several years is a small pizza parlor. Rumor was they had a great deluxe pizza. Yea they did!

Of course Dollie was wearing a very revealing top and urfa escort probably hot pants. The place was run by two guys fifty or so years old. Both men were friendly and seemed to appreciate looking at tits. Not a bit shy about telling us so. We’d been looking at tits hanging out and being flashed for hours. Dollie’s now being mostly exposed and in view was normal.

As the man took our order tits seemed to be on top of the pizza list discussion. We ordered the house specialty supreme with everything and a couple cokes or beers. I can tell this now because, after many years, the two men, 70 plus at this time, are probably dead, or have dementia. Plus the pizza place has changed owners. By now it may not even be there.

Many other things have made us realize we no longer have reason to hide in our closet. We’ve outlived most who have played our games and our relatives. Sharing our fun and games seems like the right thing to do when others may enjoy and wish to follow our footsteps.

My confessions deserve a few more comments. Seems that from between ages 50 and 65 we were extra horny and daring. Especially after 55 and retired to Florida. Don’t get me wrong, we were very wild and crazy right from our beginnings together. But back then we were reasonably shy and afraid to try many things. Now nothing seemed to embarrass us.

The sivas escort bike scene there was hot and wild and we were trying to make the most of our new adventures. Many bikers and biker babes were playing the games we’d played for years, in open crowded public places.

And now back to our story

As soon as the pizza and drink issue was over Mr. pizza number ‘One’ continued his descriptions about Dollie’s ample exposure and how much he loved the view. This was at the beginning of Bike Week. I’m sure he’d already seen lots of tits before hers.

Since we’d spent hours along Main and adjacent streets, Dollie’s flashing and me being entertained by other well endowed females flashing, had us both in a rather kinky mood. Dollie was already squirmin in her seat and squeezing her arms to create even more cleavage and exposure.

“Wanna see them?” she asked.

Believe it or not a few guys have said no. But this was rare. Dollie said this because many gals on Main Street and along the way were asking that same question.

Pizza guy number ‘One’ excused himself saying he’d pass the order to his partner, the cook, Pizza guy number ‘two’, then be right back to gladly look at those tits. He did and she did.

Dollie whipped them out right there while sitting in the pizza joint. No one else was there at the time. tekirdağ escort In fact most times we stopped not more than a few other customers were there. I suppose it was because we were always there after lunch time in the middle of the day several blocks south of busy Main Street.

Pizza guy number ‘Two’ brought our drinks and appeared surprised but delighted. Both men stared and made a fuss over Dollie’s browned boobies and her nipple rings.

We decided to enjoy the warm day and walked outside to watch cars and bikes go up and down busy International Drive highway, as the pizza cooked. Even though Dollie slipped her titties back in, they were mostly exposed as we sat there at a tiny table near the sidewalk and highway. People riding by and walking waved, whistled, and yelled at Dollie. She sucked this all up.

The Pizza guy yelled that our pizza was ready, asking if we wanted it out on the patio. We went inside to eat one of the best pizza’s ever. Yes, we’ve said that before at other places where they advertise ‘the best pizza in the world.’ In the world we were in at the moment this was it! Sometime later we discovered another ‘world’s best pizza’ joint nearly across the street. Maybe that one really was the best!

At least one male customer came in as we ate, drank, and visited with both pizza guys and that customer. The discussion was about biker babes and boobs mostly, using Dollie’s for reference.

I paid and handed Pizza guy number ‘One’ a tip.

I pulled Dollies tiny top down and said, “here’s the rest of your tip.”

Then we left. What the fuck? I know, you’re thinking, what’s this got to do with pussy?

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