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One of the fun things I got my wife to do was on the trip back home was to remove her top while she was driving. On the drive she was wearing a tank top and of course no bra and I could see her nipples poking through the material of her shirt. As she drove down the highway I started playing with her breasts and nipples. I would lift her top above her small breasts exposing them to be seen and when we got into traffic I noticed that she just left them exposed while driving down the road. So that’s when I told her that if she was going to leave them exposed that she should just take her top completely off and I was willing to give her a hand. Since we were on the highway I helped her with removing her tank top. I started by lifting her top up talking the left side first then the other. It was not hot outside so I told her to put the windows down. I knew that this would give trucks and larger trucks a better view of her small breasts when driving by if they decided to look over at her.

The highway that we were driving went through some towns and aksaray escort I was hoping that we would catch a red light or heavy traffic and have to stop. As luck would have it the town had three lights we missed the first one but had to stop at the second one. Since she was the first car in line anyone crossing in the cross walk had a good chance of seeing her small little breasts. It happened that one young man looked over and smiled at her so I knew he was one of the lucky ones get a view of her small breasts. The light changed to green and off we went. While she was driving I noticed that the sun was shining in on her very white breasts so got the sun tan lotion for the glove box. She had a nice dark tan except for her breasts which were creamy white. So I started applying it on her breasts the lotion made them nice and shiny. She kept driving when we arrived on the outskirts of town traffic came to a complete stop.

This left her breasts completely exposed to be seen. I noticed several men while she was amasya escort stopped in traffic got a very good look at her small breasts. When we finally cleared traffic I let her drive for a hour and I told her to pull over when she got a chance and I would drive for a while. She pulled over in a vacant rest stop. I couldn’t believe that nobody was around to see her. So we switched places and as we started to drive off I told her to lean her seat back and move the seat forward this would give other drivers a better view of her breasts.

As I was driving I looked for opportunities to show her off. So when ever I got along side another vehicle I slowed down giving them the opportunity to get a look at her. I guess that 10 men had seen her small breasts as I drove. When it turned to night we just drove along. With not much traffic around I decide turner on the dome light in the car and turn the brightness down. With the dome light on now you could really see was topless and her small breasts were clearly visible. As antalya escort I drove she decided to take a nap and that’s when one trucker pulled up along side of us and took out his phone and started filming her with his phone. She had know idea he was doing this. I really enjoy others seeing her small breasts knowing that they will probably masturbate thinking of her later.

As we were getting close to her father’s house I told her that I needed to stop for gas and pulled into a convenience store on the outskirts of town. That’s when I asked her if she wouldn’t mind going in and paying for it. I gave her $20.00 and she got out of the car and walked into the store. She was

the only customer in the store as she walked up to the counter and paid. While pumping the gas I was watching her and noticed that the young man and her were talking and she made no attempt to cover up her small breasts. This reminded me of the time we came back from the beach. When I was finished with the gas she got to receipt and walked out of the store. On the drive to her father’s house I asked her what happened? She told me that she told him I loved when other men looked at her breasts and she loved showing them.

When we finally arrived she put on her top and we brought went in to greet her father.

That was one of the best road trips ever.

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You come around and open my car door, laughing hysterically. As we were driving to the club, the music was blaring and we were making complete fools out of ourselves singing and dancing along to the music, and having a fabulous time doing so. We arrived and you parked and opened my door, still laughing about my recent solo. Surely, people passing us in the parking lot assumed we were drunk—seeing as it was after 9:00 on Friday.

We walked toward the door and got through the line quickly—obviously we were both looking good tonight. It’s warm outside, so I’m wearing a hip-hugging pleated skirt, knee-high black leather boots, and a deep red halter with a black half-jacket over top. Your hand rests on my hip as we make our way to the bar, ordering two shots of Tuaca for me, and two Tennessee Bombs for yourself. We carry our shots toward the unused pool tables in the back of the overly-packed club. You put a set of quarters in and come up behind me, resting your hands on my hips. You speak directly into my ear loudly, due to the thumping bass and techno rhythm filling the smoky air of the night club.

“Want me to kick your ass before you make me dance with you?” you ask with a sarcastic grin.

I laugh back, “Hah. I’m sure there’s lots you wanna do to my ass, but kicking it is not on the agenda for tonight,” I call back to you, shaking my hips as I walk toward the back wall to select a cue. You rack the balls tightly, placing the 1 in front, knowing it throws off my eye. It’s why I could never get used to nine-ball. I laugh sarcastically and break, sinking one solid and one stripe. I bend over the table for my next shot, realizing your eyes are on my ass, as I miss the ball but have a good defensive leave. You take the cue from me, brushing your lips against my forehead as you sink two big ones, leaving me with less than optimum opportunity for my next shot. You walk toward me, wanting to steal a kiss.

Before your lips touch mine, I turn toward our table. I grab one of your drinks and tilt it back, perhaps a little too easily, slamming the afyon escort empty glass on the table. A drop of whiskey slips from the corner of my mouth, and your tongue catches it quickly. You kiss me, tasting the remnants of liquor on my tongue. I pull back, smiling seductively as I grab the cue from you, walking toward the table. I jut my ass out as I bend to take the shot. I miss completely, but block the cue ball behind the 8.

“Nice defense,” you say as I walk back toward you. You slam your other shot, knowing you’ll need alcohol to help you make it through this shot. I laugh as you walk past me and slap my ass playfully—hard, but playfully.

Unable to bypass it, you hit the 8 and give me a ball in hand. I take my shot of Tuaca and look at you, wrapping my arm around your neck and kissing you passionately. You try to intensify the moment, but you see it’s my body briefly reacting to the alcohol. You order more shots for us both as I sink three stripes then scratch while attempting the fourth. You take your shot of Jack before you sink three balls, then leave me to scratch on my next shot.

Our rounds of shots disappear quickly, and our playful sexuality intensifies as the night goes on. Finally, you take your shot on the 8 and sink it. Unfortunately for you, the cue ball rolls further than intended and sinks into the corner pocket. I had been standing near our table, dancing alone to the music with myself as you went on a 4-ball streak. I jumped up and down and shrieked when you scratched. You glared at me intently, settling me instantly. I come over to you after taking my last shot of Tuaca, after a series of at least 8. I fall into you, not intoxicated by any means, but certainly a bit tipsy. It wasn’t the liquor getting to me, but rather the bulge I saw in your pants as I walked toward you, that caused me to stumble into your arms, immediately stroking the front of your jeans. You moan into my ear as I rest my head on your shoulder and breathe against your skin, reaching my hand into your boxers, aydın escort stroking your thick cock.

Without thinking, or caring, I drop to my knees and undo your pants. Nobody had been on our level playing pool all night, and if someone were to come up, they probably wouldn’t be surprised to see a young woman dressed like I was on my knees in front of you. I, without hesitation, take the head of your cock into my mouth. You back against the pool table for support as I begin sucking your throbbing dick. Your hand falls to my head, your fingers pressing into my hair and pushing me further onto you. The liquor and mood, as well as totally public setting, is getting to us both. You groan as I moan onto your cock, swallowing the head and massaging it with my throat. You thrust forward, going an inch deeper at a time until your cock is fully emersed in the tight embrace of my warm mouth and tight throat. In very little time, your cock twitches and empties a large load of your delicious cum into my mouth. I swallow every drop, and for a split second you think about what a little slut I must look like to anyone who might have seen; short skirt, skimpy top, hooker boots, with your cock in my face and cum dripping out the corners of my mouth.

I suck your cock clean and you pull me to my feet quickly, giving me a bit of a head rush. You push me against the wall, grinding your hips into mine with your cock still out of your pants, kissing me roughly. After a few minutes of almost fucking through our clothes, you pull back and re-dress yourself.

“Wanna dance?” I ask, winking and licking my lips. You take my hand charismatically as I lead us toward the overcrowded dance floor, near a wall somewhere in the left corner. I turn my back to you and grind my ass against you, continuing our rapidly paced sex through our wardrobes, humping and grinding into eachother. We moaned audibly. We danced totally inappropriately. And at some point I decided I couldn’t take it any longer.

I push you against the wall and force your hand ağrı escort up my skirt, pressing your fingers into my G-spot, making my knees go weak as your thumb pressured against my throbbing clit. You felt me cum against your fingers within seconds, literally screaming your name. Nobody can hear, nobody notices. There are hundreds of people packed into such a tight spot, that it’s likely that 50 other couples were fucking at this same moment.

You turned us around and picked me up, wrapping my legs against you. I pulled out your throbbing cock and sunk it deep into me in one swift motion. You began to slam into me at the beat of the music, a moderately fast pace. Quick enough to hold me against the wall, and quick enough to reach undeniable orgasms together. I bite into your shoulder as you grip my ass tightly, shooting pump after hot pump of your cum into me.

My legs hit the floor as you slip out of me, but my knees aren’t quite steady. You hold me against the wall until I can gain my composure, feeling the cum leak from within me. I close my thighs to stop the flow of your cum from my pussy. You usher me quickly out of the club, through the masses of people, until we reach the car. It’s a short drive, and, though you only had a couple of drinks and were totally safe to drive, you waited until we got inside the door to enjoy my body once more.

We finally make it to the bedroom, after a strip session that lasted from the entrance, up the stairs, down the hall, and through our room to our bed. We made love this time. We made slow, passionate love. You taste my skin. I feel your breathing. I feel your passion. I see the intensity in your eyes, feel it in your forceful movements into me. I clutch the sheets, I clench my eyes. We climax, orgasm again together. The forceful beat of the techno at the club plays over and over again in my mind as I roll on top of you, moving with you, cumming with you one more time before I collapse.

The liquor. The headache. The music. The orgasms. I can’t even lift myself off your body. I lay, our bodies pressed together mingling our sweat, our cum, and everything involved in our amazing sex. My head finds its spot on your shoulder, my hands on your arms and chest, and my legs wrapped around yours. Our breathing slows, our heartbeats even, and we drift to sleep together, yet again.

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“She was flirting with you.”

“What? We were just talking.”

Kelly laughed. “She was hanging on your every word. Did you really not notice?”

“You know me. I was just grateful to have someone to talk to, rather than drinking alone in a corner, feeling awkward and trying to look cool. You really think she was flirting?”

Kelly shook her head. “I think the only thing that saves you sometimes is your naïveté. Any woman would have seen what she was doing. You never do. Who is she, anyway?”

“Her name is Cindy. She’s nice. She’s an artist, which means I find her interesting and she’d find me boring. But I can at least talk about creativity, and that’ll do for conversation.”

“Yes, it will. And don’t sell yourself short; you’re one of the most creative thinkers I know.”

“Well, a little creativity goes a long way when it comes to predicament bondage.”

“Yes, it does.” Kelly smirked. “Good thing I’m flexible.”

———-

Later, things got rolling. The camerawoman moved in close to the “actors” involved in a double-penetration scene. I moved in close to Kelly. “Look at them, Kelly. She may be a pro, but she’s no actor. Her eyes are closed. Watch how her breathing quickens as the men piston in and out of her. That’s no act. That’s real.” Kelly stared, wordlessly. “Look at the guys. One in her pussy, one in her ass. Taking turns. Creating a rhythm she can move to. Is that your fantasy?”

“I . . .” Kelly couldn’t speak.

“That’s okay, sweetheart, I know it is.”

Kelly recovered herself. “And I know yours.”

“Yeah, adana escort well, not until the day you’re ready. If ever.”

“Thank you. That’s why I love you, you know.”

———-

Within a few hours, many of the guests had their clothes off. “Hmmm? What’s this? Someone’s a little excited.” Kelly’s hand drifted over the front of my pants.

“Yeah, well, a room full of people scening and screaming and fucking and groaning will do that to a fellow. And I’m not the only one. I don’t think your hand found its way to my pants by accident.”

“Smart man. I’ll bet I know what’s revving you up.”

“Do tell.”

“I think it’s the couple on the couch. The way she’s riding him, reverse cowgirl, so everyone in the room can watch her face and her tits. Including you.”

“That’s not a bad guess. But wrong. It’s the guy getting the two-girl blowjob over there.”

Kelly laughed. “I should have known. You and your fantasies!”

“Your hand on my crotch isn’t exactly cooling me off.”

“Well,” Kelly said, softly drumming her fingers against me, “there’s room on that big square padded box.”

———-

I was driving in and out of Kelly as she lay on the leather cushion atop the box, oblivious to the scenes and sex happening around us. Her dress was hiked up to her waist, her panties were in my pocket, and the musk of her smooth, slick pussy filled my senses. She was glorious. She is always glorious.

Kelly opened her eyes to take in the view of my hips charging and retreating, and glimpses of my shaft shining ankara escort with her juices. “Wow,” she said, grinning, “You’re a sight.” Her eyes darted to one side and she laughed. “Your new friend is watching us.”

Sure enough, Cindy was standing by herself against the wall, drink in hand, taking in our lovemaking. I caught her eye, and with a nod of my head motioned her over.

“What are you doing?” Kelly hissed.

I smiled. “Shut up.”

I smiled at Cindy as I slowly pumped in and out of Kelly. “Hi, Cindy. You like to watch?”

Cindy was completely flustered. Her mouth opened and closed a few times before she managed to breathe, “You two are beautiful!”

“Yes.” I looked at Kelly. “My wife is very beautiful.” I pulled my wet cock out of Kelly under Cindy’s watchful gaze. Taking it in one hand, I stroked Kelly’s inner labia and traced circles around her hooded jewel with the head. “But this is hardly fair, Cindy. Here we are putting on a show for you, free of charge.” I eased back inside Kelly, who moaned. “The least you could do is masturbate for us.” I looked at Cindy hard. “Don’t you think?”

Cindy put her drink on the sideboard and stood closer to us. With one hand she lifted the front of her dress; the other slipped into her panties. I plunged hard into Kelly over and over, forcing out rhythmic cries: “Oh! Oh! Oh!” Cindy’s legs bent inward as she rubbed furiously. She leaned forward, as if every ounce of sexual energy in her body was being sucked toward her crotch.

I caught Cindy’s eye. “Bad adıyaman escort girl.”

“What?”

“I can’t see what you’re doing. Show me.”

Cindy whimpered, then obediently lowered her panties to mid-thigh and resumed playing with herself. “Better?”

“Much.” I pounded harder and faster into Kelly. Her cries became more guttural. “Remember to ask,” I instructed. “Both of you.”

“Oh fuck,” Kelly moaned. “Oh fuck, oh fuck. May I cum, sir? May I cum? Please please please please please!”

“Not yet,” I said. I turned to Cindy. She bit her lip hard and met my gaze, near-panic in her eyes. “Are you close?” She nodded. “Good,” I said. “I want each of you to imagine that the hand on your pussy belongs to the other woman. Kelly, Cindy’s fingers are devouring your clit, eager to make you cum. Cindy, Kelly’s soft hand owns your cunt. She wants you to give her your orgasm. Now, cum. Both of you, cum for me!”

Both women cried out as they toppled over the edge. Their howls drove each other into more intense spasms of pleasure. Kelly bucked and thrashed so that it was all I could do to hold her legs against my chest and over my shoulders. Cindy almost doubled over on top of Kelly as her orgasm exploded and liquified her core. It was all too much for me; with a groan, I came inside Kelly in the most intense climax I could remember.

———-

Later, we were driving home.

“You bastard,” Kelly said, laughing.

“What did I do this time?”

“You made me cum thinking about another woman’s fingers on my pussy. I didn’t expect that.”

“It’s a fantasy. It doesn’t ever have to happen. You know that, right?”

“I know.”

“I love you, Kelly. Just you.”

“I love you, too.”

“It was pretty hot, though, wasn’t it?”

“Oh, yass. Very.” She was quiet, and then, “Did you get Cindy’s number? I’m ready.”

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Several years ago, we had the opportunity to book a holiday in a Caribbean place, near Cancun, Mexico.

It was an opportunity of a lifetime, spending a couple of weeks in a all-in luxurious resort like this.

There were different hotels located and we enjoyed every evening a different type of food in various restaurants.

Our hotel was located near the beach, with a fabulous swimming pool just down the stairs.

Every day, breakfast was served around the swimming pool.

During the day we often took the opportunity to visit towns in the neighborhood, and we also made a couple of trips to the fabulous Maya temples and sites.

On one night, during our evening stroll after dinner, we decided to have a couple of more drinks at a bar near the beach. The weather in the Caribbean is very mild, a light summer breeze, a few cocktails, we felt very happy. During dinner we had already quite some wine. I saw that adding the cocktails on top rendered my wife a little bit tipsy and she started to chat and laugh a bit more and looser than usual. She always maintains control of herself, since she is a teacher, she can’t afford to loose her reputation. But the alcohol and given the fact that nobody here knew us seemed to make her loosen up a bit.

When we walked back to our hotel, evening was already kicking in, and in the Caribbean this can happen quite fast, so along the road the dim street lights were lit.

As she felt quite happy and was giggling, she suddenly turned to me and lifted her T top and bra, showing me her small but firm breasts. She wiggled them in front of me, thinking we were completely alone, but suddenly another couple came around the bend.

She didn’t notice at first and walked backwards a small distance until she came right beneath a lamp post, showing clearly her bare breast in full light. Suddenly, she noticed the other couple and quickly lowered her cloth. We both smiled when they walked by us, and the fellow twinkled an eye so we where pretty sure they had a good view on her breasts.

We continued our way, and she giggled and blushed, a bit ashamed of what happened. I told her she excited me a lot, showing off her breasts to strangers. She didn’t respond at first being quite amazed about my answer. She held me closely and we continued walking towards our hotel.

In some way I could sense that this moment could be the perfect opportunity to realize one of my fantasies. She was holding her body very close to mine, as we walked arm in arm.

I could feel her excitement in a certain way, and I wondered what her response would be if I asked her to remove her bra and panties. I grasped all of my courage and whispered the question in her ear.

She is very conservative, and never would do anything a little bit wilder than classic normal sexual relations as husband and wife. In the past I tried sometimes to make her part of some of my fantasies, but she never responded in a positive way, so over the years, our sex life had become very poor.

My heart bounced when I popped the proposal, but to my astonishment, she stepped a bit away and in the darkness of the evening and stripped down her panties from under her skirt. She grabbed under her T and opened and removed her bra.

With a naughty smile she handed over her bra and panties and started to kiss me tightly.

I could feel her nervousness and excitement, as I am sure she also could feel mine without a doubt.

The road was longing the beach and I could see some lights in another nearby beach bar.

As we were walking along, I slowly slid my hand underneath her skirt, teasing her, sometimes lifting the back or the front. She giggled and surely the alcohol played a role, but she also seemed to overcome some of her inhibitions. Every time, she tried to hold her skirt down, but made it only seem like this.

As we were nearing the beach bar, I saw that there where still a couple of customers enjoying a drink in the dim light.

I proposed to have a last night cap. She refused, but I felt it wouldn’t take much to convince her and we slowly walked up to the bar, while I gently kissed her. She let me guide her to a bar stool, next to one of the guys who were sitting there. The bar lantern was just above her and I could see her hardened nipple protrude her tight T top.

She wiggled around nervously on the bar stool, knowing she wasn’t wearing any underwear, and being aware of the presence of the 2 young men behind her.

We ordered a drink at the girl bartender.

She Kept her knees tight together and while she sipped at the straw of her cocktail, held her arms tight against her body, afraid to expose her breast through her Tee.

We where facing each other and again I started to kiss her tightly. I could feel a little trembling of her kahramanmaraş escort body when I slid my hand over her leg, just barely under her short skirt.

She giggled nervously but I could sense her excitement.

The 2 guys at the bar didn’t pay any attention, they where involved in a conversation, and the girl behind the bar was starting to clean up since it was already late. She obviously didn’t expect any customers to come by.

My fantasies rushed through my head, and I decided to take things a little bit further.

I asked her if she would want to go to the bathroom, just a bit around the bar. During the walk, she would have to pretend to drop something and bend over. Knowing she had no panties would expose her pussy. But due to the dim light, nobody would see anyhow I said.

She refused at first, but I kept giving her gentle kisses in her neck and around her ears. I know this arouses her a lot. I also made sure to “accidentally “touch her hardened nipples over her tee.

Reluctantly she got up from the bar stool, not only her, but by now also my blood was rushing though my veins.

To go to the rest room she had to go past the 2 men and would be right in the sight of one of them, if she would bend over.

I watched her walk by slowly, and suddenly I couldn’t believe she really bend over without going through her knees. She probably was so nervous she didn’t realize her bare but showed in full light of one of the lanterns. Her skirt rolled up more than she would have wanted.

That caught the attention of the guy facing her, as their conversation silenced for a moment. It was clear he had caught a glimpse of my wife’s but and maybe her pussy to.

As he signaled his mate to turn around, my wife had quickly straightened her dress and continued to the rest room.

Meanwhile the guy turned around and smiled at me, and continued the conversation with his friend, but I could overhear they were talking about my wife’s bare but and giggling.

After a short while my wife came back and while she passed both men, they couldn’t keep their eyes of her. Probably hoping they could have another peek.

When she returned to her chair, I saw her questioning eyes. She could instantly see that I had become very excited about her little show, without saying any words, she understood she exposed her bare but and maybe even more. I could feel her heart pounding, when I again kissed her, but now deeply and intensely, running my hand further down under her skirt, teasingly close to her shaved pussy.

As she could feel through my shorts my hardened penis, I could sense her wetness.

I slowly ran my other hand under her T, stroking gently her back.

Over her shoulder I could see that we had full attention of both men, behind my wife.

They were well bronzed, quite athletic, and good looking.

My wife and I continued giving each other gentle kisses and caresses, while intermittently taking a sip of our drinks. It had been a long time ago since I had seen my wife as excited.

She pleadingly proposed to go to our hotel room, but I continued to tease her and hold off on leaving the bar. I started again kissing her neck and behind her ears and now moved my hand even further underneath her skirt. She nervously tried to hold her knees tightly together, but I slowly managed to run a finger over her pussy.

My other hand now moved from her back to under her tee, close to her breast.

Needless to say, that both guys didn’t part an eye anymore.

I saw that one of them was rubbing his dick over his shorts, while the other one stood behind his friend and held one of his hands on his hips and was kissing his neck.

They obviously where very close friends, and the scene made me nearly explode from desire.

I don’t know what gave me the courage, but while I continued kissing and caressing my wife, I discretely signaled them to approach.

To y amazement the first guy pulled his dick out of his shorts. It must have been at least 20cm long. A big difference compared to my modest 13 cm. I was shocked but couldn’t stop myself hoping he would step closer. His friend, from behind him, gently started to stroke the large penis that by now was hard as a rock, as they both continued watching my caresses and kisses with my wife.

My wife had her hands on my legs and tried to run them inside my shorts.

By now I succeeded also to open her legs a bit more so I could reach her clit that I was rubbing.

I could feel her breath increase, and she was losing herself, not caring anymore of her where abouts.

The girl behind the bar seemed by now also to have noticed something exciting was going on, and I saw her intermittently watching us, slightly embarrassed, but surely aroused, kastamonu escort although she only could catch a glimpse of my wife’s hard nipples through the T.

She could only imagine what was happening below the bar.

My penis now also was rock hard as my wife has succeeded to unbutton my shorts. Unfortunately for her, having such a small penis, it barely could reach out over the top of my panties while sitting down.

But she playfully caressed the uncut top and noticed the pre cum. I had never experienced her in this state of arousal. To may again amazement she even licked intermittently my pre cum of her fingers, keeping her eyes locked into mine.

I do not know if she was aware of what was going on behind her. By now, both guys had their dicks out of their pants and where masturbating each other slowly.

I again signaled them to come closer.

I grabbed my wife’s arm and guided it behind her back while the first man approached and presented his long dick.

I could sense a strong shiver, shock and trembling of her body when she suddenly touched the penis.

She wanted to draw back her hand in panic, but I held firmly, making her grasp her hand around it.

Whilst I held my hand over hers, around the man’s penis, he slowly started to stroke back and forth.

I could see the panic in my wife’s eyes, but she didn’t’ release or struggle anymore, so I slowly released my grip.

She didn’t move her eyes out of mine, and without a word, started stroking the guy’s penis.

His friend had now stepped aside, and was watching the exciting show, also masturbating his own penis, exposing his gland to my wife.

I saw she couldn’t hold back from having a look at this huge, long penis from time to time, and I could read in her eyes she was questioning me for my approval.

I gently smiled back at her, continuing by now to slowly finger her wet pussy. She didn’t seem to hold back anymore to my pressure to open up her legs and let me even roll up her skirt, so her pussy was completely exposed to both men.

While the guy behind me continued to close in closer to me, watching her fully exposed pussy, his friend had put one of his hands on her shoulder. Once again, I felt a strong shiver run through my wife’s body. At a first I saw her body move as if she wanted to shake off his hand from her, but after a few caresses she gave in.

Meanwhile she seemed so hypnotized by what happened to her, that she continued stroking the man’s penis. He again closed in a little bit closer. As he looked at me, he started giving gentle kisses in the neck of my wife. I just sat there exploding from excitement, continuing to rub and finger her pussy. Watching this man touch my wife only did grow my excitement.

Neither of us could stop by now. I saw that my wife closed her eyes by now, as the man had run his hands under her Tee. I was so paralyzed by the view, that I didn’t notice that the other man, from behind me was rubbing his dick against my back. A strange warm feeling came over me, whilst I could keep my eyes off watching my wife. I didn’t want to miss anything of this fabulous adventure, so I leaned back a little bit, to see clearly how by now the guy behind my wife was groping her breasts and playing with her hard nipples under her tee. Whilst still her hand stroking his penis, exposing his glans, I slowly lifted her tee over her breasts, so they now where also completely exposed. The girl behind the bar could by now also have a clear sight, as the lights from the bar illuminated her by now completely naked body.

She nervously and shyly tried to hide from looking at us and my wife, but I noticed she also was enjoying the show.

I by now seemed to be the only one that didn’t have any genitals on full display, I could resist any more and as I dropped my shorts and pants, my small penis popped out, hard as stone, exposing a shiny wet gland full of pre cum.

My wife wanted to start masturbating my dick, but suddenly the guy behind me grabbed her wrist and moved her had aside as he groped my penis and started jerking. At first slowly, but gradually quite brutally, squeezing hard, around the shaft, pulling down hard on my foreskin.

My wife’s eyes got bigger when she saw how this man guided my free hand towards his penis, making me masturbate him. As in a waze, I instinctively started jerking his long pole, meanwhile watching my wife’s tits being groped by the other guy.

How far would we take this I wondered and all my fantasies of seeing another man fuck my wife started to rush through my head.  None of us seemed to be able to stop anymore, as I saw my wife’s excitement making her body started to produce light and strong shakes whilst I penetrated my fingers into her wide-open pussy.

She kayseri escort seemed to enjoy watching me getting stroked by this other guy, who by now had removed all of his clothes and also unbuttoned my shirt, touching and playing with my nipples in front of her.

I gestured her to stand up, so I was able to unzip her skirt and make it drop to the floor.

Again, I took some distance to be able to get a good look at my wife, obeying my signal to spread her legs. The man behind her understood what he had to do and kneeled in front of her.

His mouth close to her cunt, I held her hand s and while we locked our eyes, she could understand again my approval. Without moving an inch, she allowed this man to start licking her pussy while I watched and got masturbated from the other guy

I saw her body shake and shiver under the penetrating and flipping tongue of the guy over my wife’s clit and cunt, dripping from saliva and wetness.

As her body started shaking more and more, I pulled down on her arms, making her bend forward.

For a while, I held her in this position, her legs spread, her bum and pussy exposed to the evening light. We both knew what was going to happen, as the man stepped up behind her. She lifted her head and again seeked for approval, which I didn’t hesitate to give with a light nod od my head. Once again, our eyes stayed locked together. I suddenly realized the man had pushed his long hard penis into my wife’s wet cunt when I saw her body getting pushed my way and I heard her give a light moan.

With very thrust, I could now see her titties bounce back and forth, as the guy was speeding up his penetrations.

What started slowly, got faster and harder. I saw that my wife at first was seemingly having trouble with the size and the length going into her cunt, as she was biting her lips.

I couldn’t resist when the guy behind me made me get up from the chair and started holding me tightly, pushing my back so my penis was pointing forward and he kept on stroking it right in front of my wife’s face. I again grabbed his large dick and masturbates him in an equal rhythm.

I had never been able to believe that one day this fantasy of mine would have become reality.

Both consentuous and aware of what was happening we could now enjoy this adventure fully.

Without any inhibitions, I enjoyed watching my wife getting groped and fucked by a stranger, and she enjoyed the fact I wanted to see her getting penetrated by this long penis.

Meanwhile I could feel that the man behind me started rubbing his dick against my butthole.

I moved closer to my wife, still being fucked doggy style and kneeled down to have a good look how that large penis was penetrating her wet wide-open cunt. Her tits where bouncing over my head when I looked up and enjoyed the sight.

The guy fucking my wife pulled out his dick and laid down in the warm sand in front of the bar.

I helped my wife to sit down facing me, on his erect pole pointing straight up, guiding his dick again inside her pussy. I loved the sight of seeing her bounce up and down on his penis, shiny from her wet juices.

Suddenly I felt a push in my back from his friend, forcing me, on my knees in front of that stroking penetrating dick. He pushed my head down to make me lick her cunt and clit while she got fucked.

While on my knees licking my wife’s cunt, I felt he started to lick my but hole and grab my penis, again jerking it brutally.

I felt I couldn’t hold back anymore, watching and getting masturbated, hearing my wife moan from pleasure and excitement, was starting to bring me to ejaculate.

All off a sudden I felt that the guy behind me had managed to push his dick a little bit into my ass home and started to cum. I could feel warm sperm starting to run down on my thighs.

My wife by now was speeding up her movements, I could see she was cumming too, and the guy beneath her was not holding back. With his dick barried deep inside her he shot his hot sperm inside my wife. As also I released a load, I tried to shoot it on her tits.

As she got off his penis, I saw cum dripping out of her cunt whilst she rubbed mine all over her tits and licked her fingers.

We all of a sudden regained our senses, as I touched my wife, her body twisted and tweaked proving she had cum like never before.

Whilst I pressed her naked body against mine, both guys started to dress up, and slowly walked away, smiling.

We stood there for a short while, and we realized all of a sudden, we were stark naked.

My wife smiled at me when I caressed her pussy and I felt how the cum from the other guy was still dripping out of her cunt.

We had completely forgotten he girl behind the bar. She had been watching the whole scene from up close and smiled. I wondered if she had been masturbating.

She handed over our clothes with a naughty smile.

We got dressed and slowly walked away as we saw she switched of the light at the bar.

Innocent and unintentional it turned out to be a fantastic adventure for both of us.

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I was in 7th heaven. It truly was like riding a bicycle. It cums back to you in an instant. My cock felt so very much “at home” in Della’s pussy. It felt so very natural, even having Suzie stepping into the room while Della and I rekindled the past.

I stopped thrusting into Della, just pressing my hardness against her as hard as I could, and holding steady while she gyrated her ass back against me. The walls of her pussy were massaging me, milking me, urging me onward. The guttural sounds coming from Della told me that she was enjoying this just as much as I was, and that was important to me. She always seemed to be taking care of other people’s needs and desires, this was for her (o.k., I confess, it was somewhat self-serving for me also).

My concentration on what was happening below my waist was interrupted by Suzie’s voice. She called back, over her shoulder to the store, “Debbie, Barbie, just keep browsing if you’d like, I’ve got some business to take care of”. With that she stepped the rest of the way into the dressing room and closed the door behind herself. Oh my god, there were still people in the store! My fears were confirmed by two very distinct female voices replying that they were fine, and for Suzie to “take her time”.

Suzie began walking over to the far corner of the dressing room. As she walked past me she put her hand on my shoulder, as if we were meeting in some place even more public than this store, looked me in the eyes as I looked up and apologized for not getting a chance to properly greet me when I walked into the store, but she had been busy. She then leaned forward and offered up her mouth for a very erotic, sensual, fully interactive kiss. Our tongues were invading each other’s mouths, dueling with each other. elazığ escort I could fell Della’s movements not only because of the fact my cock was buried deeply within her incredible pussy, but Suzie was leaning forward, keeping her balance by having her hand resting on the small of Della’s back, so the movements were transferred also through Suzie.

Breaking the kiss Suzie continued to the corner of the room, sitting down in an overstuffed chair that was situated there. When she sat down the hem of her mini-dress slid up her thighs until it was obvious she was wearing thigh-high hose with garters. It was also obvious that the material of her thong was soaking wet and pulled tight in between her pussy lips. This had to be obvious to Della also, since where Suzie had sat down at was about four feet directly in front of Della’s face. Della confirmed the view with “oh my god, this is so great. I’ve waited so long for this, and with my two friends. Della then began fucking back against me with even more energy, and the events that were unfolding caused me to press back against her with increased intensity. I couldn’t get deep enough inside of her hot pussy. I wanted to just follow my cock right up inside of her, as if that were possible.

Not to be left out Suzie reached over to a lampstand beside the chair, slid open a drawer, and removed the most impressive looking vibrator I’d even seen. It was very anatomically correct, but in very vivid colors. It also had one of those clit-teasers on it that could either tease your clit, or if turned 180 degrees would work over that area between a woman’s pussy and their puckered opening. As Suzie slouched downward in the chair even more she placed the tip of the man-made dick into her erzincan escort mouth, sucking on it as if it were a real cock. She was licking it all over while staring straight into my eyes. The message was very clear. She then reached down with her right hand and pulled her thong off to the side, out of the way. With her left hand she pressed the tip of the now humming vibrator up against the lips of her gleaming slick pussy (which very obviously became almost perfectly smooth probably at the same time Della’s had). As soon as she had it completely moistened she pressed on it until with very apparent wet sounds it slipped into her pussy. After fucking herself for just a few moments she withdrew it from her pussy, and saying that it still seemed a little dry, offered it up to Della. Della, lost in the feelings of the released tension didn’t think twice before closing her eyes, reaching out with the tip of her tongue, and licking Suzie’s juices off of the dildo. She then slipped her mouth down over the length of the synthetic cock, taking it down her throat. That scene caused a groan to come from my lips, remembering exactly how that felt when Della had done the same thing to my very real cock.

This didn’t last long. Even though Suzie hadn’t missed a beat by keeping her fingers actively involved with stroking her clit, and dipping two fingers into her pussy, she wanted the artificial cock back inside of her pussy and that’s where she put it. Her movements quickly began to imitate, stroke for stroke, the fucking that her friend Della was getting less than four feet away. Suzie continued to fuck herself with the vibrator, massaging her tits and nipples with her free hand, and verbally cheering Della and I on.

As soon as Suzie erzurum escort buried that phallic toy back into her pussy the sheer sight of that pushed Della over the top. She rammed her pussy back against me as hard as she could, holding it still while I felt her pussy contracting over and over again on my dick. Once again all she could say was “oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…” That entire combination of events served to take me over the top also, my cock swelling and the pressure traveling up from my balls, almost being forced out of my balls by the pressure of Della’s thighs pushing back against me. My cum exploded into Della’s warmth, but only momentarily. She had other things in mind, quickly regaining energy from somewhere she moved her pussy off of me, spun around grabbing a hold of my throbbing dick, and began sucking the remainder of my cum out of me and into her mouth. A couple blasts of the cum fell short, falling onto her tits. Wanting to make sure that nothing goes to waste, or perhaps it was to prevent stains on the fabric of her bench, Suzie used her fingers to wipe the cum off of Della’s breasts and deposit it inside of her own mouth.

The world was spinning around my head, and I suspect around Della’s also. But there was no time to worry about that. Suzie opened up the doors to an armoire that was close by, took out two very plush robes, and handed them to Della and I. Suzie quickly readjusted her clothing and then grabbed both of us by the hands telling us to follow her, that she had a bed waiting at her house. We then burst out of the dressing room, being brought back to reality quickly upon seeing the two “customers” trying to act very nonchalant right outside the dressing room doors. It was obvious we had just been their main course of entertainment, and I doubt that they’d been disappointed.

Hollering back at Debbie and Barbie to “lock up the store” we quickly went out the back of the store and into Suzie’s van. I strongly suspected our day had just begun!

(to be continued)

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My introduction to the swinging secrets of suburbia

Please note that the website in this story is fictitious the name has been changed to protect the innocent. The names of those involved has also been changed as this is a true story.

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It all started in March 2011 when I was invited to join a stag do as a last minute replacement for someone who had dropped out, I only knew one of the guys going but since I had a free weekend I though why not? The stag weekend was taking place in one of those well-known holiday camps, which run theme weekends, and are exclusively for adults, but it wasn’t at the camp where the adventure took place, but it was whether the seed of the idea was planted.

On the Saturday afternoon myself and the 3 guys I was sharing with were having a bit of a chill out after a particularly heavy first night, as the conversation flowed the subject of the coming evening frivolities arose, it was then that Jason dropped the bombshell that he wasn’t joining us as he had other plans. The guys and myself were somewhat puzzled by this as partners, girlfriends and wives etc were banned, and as far as were we all aware Jason had not “got lucky” the night before. Jason was around six foot, good looking by anyone’s standards with an easy smile and bucket loads of charm to go with his playboy attitude and single man status, so we were intrigued by his planned absence

Well I’m meeting a couple later for some fun

Jason replied to an enquiry

What do you mean?

I asked

I arranged to meet before I came down, they are staying on the other side of the site

It was obvious that the three of us were missing something and we pressed Jason further to explain how this rendezvous had come about in a middle of a stag weekend and how this couple had just happened to be at the event.

I joined a swingers web site a while back and I saw the opportunity to have a little fun while away, so I put out an advert saying that I was coming here and was anybody up for some fun, this couple replied as they had already booked to be here and the are up for a threesome

Explained Jason matter of factly. A brief but stunned silence descended over the lads until fits of laughter broke out and Marcus said

Dar, got to give it to you, you had us going there I almost believed it

Jason produced his iphone from his pocket and offered it to Marcus to look at the e-mail & text exchange he had been having with the couple that were only identified as Secret Squirrels. There was no joke Jason did indeed have an evening planned participating in a threesome with a couple he had not yet met and had opened a door to a world we all wanted to know more about. Over the next half an hour Jason explained all about the website, some of his experiences both good and bad, how he managed to fit in meets, how he arranged meets while away with work. We were astonished. We drifted away from the subject eventually and nothing more was said pretty much until Sunday morning when we boarded the bus for home, we had agreed not to spread the word of Jason’s adventure with the wider group, so only discreet enquiries into Jason’s evening we made and it’s success, which it obviously was. With a two-hour journey home and after a heavy weekend with out much sleep the bus was a quiet place. Most of the guys were sleeping and those who weren’t were either plugged into an ipod or starring out of the window nursing very large coffee cups, and as the miles ticked by I too stared out of the window, only a thought was running through my mind, it was time for me to give superswingers.com a go, I was single, footloose and fancy free and had nothing to lose. The amount of travelling I undertook with work provided me ample opportunity to meet, if anyone was interested and if things worked out I would be less exposed to the random encounters I had been having (all of which are published as stories on this site), my mind was made up.

That Sunday evening I took to the sofa in the beach house with my laptop and googled the website, after creating a login id and paying the small fee to join I began to set about building my profile which proved to quite tricky. I was faced with a list of options to select my preferences, which was easy, straight. Then came the list of who I was looking to meet with, this was a bit more difficult but I opted for one woman, two women looking for a man, couples looking for a man and these seemed to cover all the bases. Next came the list of activities I was prepared to participate in, there was endless choice, but I quickly ruled out areas such as water sports and extreme bondage/S&M and anything I judged to be just a little too weird. I was still left with quite a list and I surprised myself as to what I would try, light bondage giving & receiving, threesomes, voyeur, role play, video & photography, same and different room play and finding a regular fuck buddy to team up with in order to play as a couple, I just hoped that I wasn’t casting my net too wide. Finally I found a recent picture of myself, blanked out the face and uploaded it before posting my profile as live. Feeling pleased with myself I began to enter some search criteria kahramanmaraş escort and find out what was out there, and it made for some very interesting viewing.

For the next week or so I resisted the temptation to make contact with anyone until I had found my feet on the site, several really interested me and I was of interest to others who had viewed my profile but those people had not contacted me. There were two profiles that I kept returning to and both were within sixty miles, one a single woman identified as vixen69 and a couple named dutifullydiscreet. I had studied both the profiles and tried to match the criteria they had listed as well as the contact rules. Clearly neither would welcome an “I’m free come and get me” message, so I took the plunge with the couple and answered their ad. I wrote in what I thought was an imaginative introduction based on their profile and not mine and after checking it for spelling mistakes I hit the send button.

The website showed the number of days since the couple had logged in and it stood at eleven so I no idea whether they were still active or just infrequent visitors but needless to say I wasn’t really expecting a response. The following days brought the usual routine of work, dinner, meetings and travel and in the quieter times in between I checked my account, several times I had received contact requests but they turned out to be from gay or bisexual men, who obviously couldn’t read, I am straight. Then out of the blue a mail pinged through advising me that I had gotten a new message, in the privacy of my office I opened my account and read it. It was from dutifullydiscreet, it read

Thank you for the contact mail, you obviously spent a great deal of time on it.

We will be online tonight at 7pm are you available to chat?

Excitedly I replied that I would be online in order to chat with them and thanked them for taking the time to reply. From then on the day seemed to pass with all the speed of glacial creep, if the truth be told I was excited by this new opening, so it was no surprise to me to be on the sofa by six forty-five, with a glass of red and logged in to the site. Dutifullydiscreet logged in right on time and we chatted on the instant messenger function for about half an hour, at which point they offered to open their profile to me as a friend, so I was able to view more information about them, I did the same although there was little extra for them to see. Then as the conversation was drawing to a close they asked if I were prepared to meet in person to see how we got on with a view to getting together a week on the Friday? I agreed that this was a good idea and we arranged to meet in a pub we all knew about twenty miles from my house on Sunday afternoon. I spent the next half an hour perusing some of their more private pictures, and I came to the conclusion that this lady was seriously sexy and if I were her other half I wouldn’t have shared her with anyone, but hey whatever floats your boat!

Sunday soon rolled around and I hopped into the lotus a set off for the pub timing it so I would arrive about ten minutes before we were due to meet. They apparently had the same idea because as I approached the bar to order a drink a voice behind me said

I’ll get that

I ordered a beer and thanked the man whom I recognised as one half of Dutifullydiscreet from the pictures, but as yet no names had been exchanged and I proceeded to follow him to a table where the woman sat on a leather sofa with a white wine. The man joined her wrapping an arm her shoulder and I sat on the opposite sofa. He like me was dressed in a casual shirt and jeans and the woman wore a modest blue summer dress.

Hello to you both

I started

As you know I am new to this, so should we start with names, even if you don’t want to use real ones?

It’s ok first names are fine, I am Christian and this is my wife Joanna

Said the man holding out his hand for me to shake, I took and replied

Nice to meet you I’m Luke

Christian was a good-looking man, in his mid thirties, athletically built with dark wiry neat hair, I estimated him to be around the five foot ten mark with dark eyes matching his hair colour. Joanna was about the same height with shoulder length blonde hair, her slim figure had defined curves and her breasts easily fitted the top of her dress without a bra. The dress she wore only afforded me a view of her legs from just above the knee to her ankles but they we slim and toned. All in all they looked to be an attractive couple.

We chatted politely for about half an hour until we were in need of more drinks, I offered and they accepted and I retuned a few minutes later with another round as I sat Christian spoke

Joanna and I have spoken and we would like you to come and play with us

I was slightly surprised but Christian continued

But there are rules

Okay, can I say that I would like very much to join you as well, what is it you have in mind?

We ask you to be respectful of Joanna at all times, before and especially after. Discretion is a must and you must not speak of what happens with us with kastamonu escort anyone other than us

That is fine with me and I am more than happy to maintain our collective dignities and discretion

Christian will be present at all times, as we don’t play separately

Interjected Joanna

And there will be no photographs

I nodded my understanding

And finally we do not do overnight hosting, when we are finished you will have to leave

That’s fine too, since I don’t know what you have in mind, may I bring some toiletries so I may shower if needed?

Of course, that is something I forgot to mention we have good personal hygiene and expect you to have the same

Now that is a no brianer

Both Christian and Joanna looked at each other and smiled before giving me their address and stating that if anything changed between now and Friday the would contact me through the site.

Is eight ok with you?

Asked Christian

It’s a date

I nodded, The couple stood and made to leave, and Christian extended his hand and said

Until Friday Luke

As I shook it, then Joanna leaned forward as if to kiss my cheek, as we closed almost to touching she whispered

I’m going to fuck your brains out.

I was speechless as I watched them walk away but what struck me was Joanna’s dress, it clung to her as if it were sprayed on accentuating her curves with virtually no back it was cut almost to her waist, in a second I had sprung a massive boner and I had absolutely no doubt that Joanna would be as good as her word.

The following week was hectic and included a trip to France to discuss changes to a component one of my companies supplied to a well know aircraft manufacturer, this was probably a good thing as otherwise the week would have dragged as I looked forward to the coming Friday. As it was Friday rolled around pretty quickly and at just after three I wrapped in work and went home. I programmed the address that Christian & Joanna had given me into the sat nav to give me an idea of how long it would take to get to them, I knew how to get to the town but not the address and I was pleasantly surprised which it confirmed my estimate of twenty five minutes. I had a bite to eat, showered and shaved and by seven twenty I was back in the car and on the way. The sat nav led me to a large house just on the outskirts of the town. I slipped the little lotus onto the drive at five minutes to eight. I had dressed casually but smartly in jeans open necked shirt and casual shoes and I hoped that this would meet with approval as I rang the bell.

Within seconds the door opened and Christian greeted me, he led me through to the lounge and offered me a drink, I opted for a coke and sat down, when he returned he handed me a drink and sat down, un remarkably dressed he explained that Joanna was getting ready. A few minutes passed in polite conversation when I heard footsteps on the stairs and Joanna appeared in the doorway. My eyes must have popped on stalks, she was wearing a skin tight black pvc mini dress with suspender straps which held up black lace topped stockings and high black heels, there were no shoulders in the dress but the top of her breasts were oozing tantalisingly over the top of the tight fitting material. She had clipped her hair up into a loose ponytail to accentuate her neck and expose maximum flesh. The hem of her the dress barely covered her arse and must only have been inches below her crotch, she adopted a pose in the doorway with her feet shoulder width apart and arms aloft and announced

Are we ready?

All I could do was nod as she walked in and stood in front of me, I could smell her perfume as she bent forwards from the waist she gave her husband a stunning view of her rear and me an eyeful of her cleavage. She instructed me to wait where I was until she came back for me, she then turned away, held out her hand which, Christian took and she led him from the room and up the stairs. I had a massive hard on already in anticipation of what was to come and as a result the few minutes she was gone seemed like hours.

Joanna returned a few minutes later, she walked around in front of me before taking my hand so I could stand, the nerves I had felt suddenly vanished, she undid my shirt running her nails gently across my chest and removed it, I had kicked off my shoes while she was upstairs and wasn’t wearing socks so I was just left with jeans and boxers. Joanna looked straight into my eyes as she unzipped my fly and slipped her hand inside my jeans

Do you remember what I said I was going to do to you?

Fuck my brains out

Hmmm yes

She giggled as she effortlessly slipped my cock out of my fly

But with this maybe you could fuck my brains out

Joanna drooled as she weighed up my healthy seven and half inch tool. She turned away and took hold for my tool in her right hand and began to lead me out of the room by it. As we climbed the stairs she gently wanked me exposing my purple helmet, which was slick with pre cum before slipping my foreskin back over which each alternative step of the stairs. Joanna led me into the bedroom kayseri escort where a king size bed was waiting as we turned I saw Christian for the first time, he was naked and tied by both his ankles and wrists to a black dinner chair with a red ball gag in his mouth. The chair was placed at the foot of the bed in such a way that Christian could see his wife performing.

Joanna led me by the cock to the space between Christian and the bed, turning to face me she bent her knees and lowered herself down until she was level with my tool, then nimbly unfastened my belt and jeans, re-arranged my boxers to allow her to pull them down and in one slick movement they were both around my ankles. With my rod standing proud and her right hand around it’s based she looked at her helpless husband and whispered

What a magnificent cock, would you like to see me suck it?

I heard a muffled mmmm and saw Christian nod just about the time that the tip of Joanna’s tongue trailed along the underside of my cock, upon reaching the end, Joanna puckered her lips around me and with her mouth locked on she slid forward on me easily peeling back my foreskin as she drew me into her warm soft mouth. I felt strange at this point standing very nearly naked in front of, and watched by another helpless naked man who was tied to a chair while his beautiful wife sucked my cock. Out of the corner of my eye I could see his erection growing as Joanna went to work. It didn’t take long for the feeling to fade however, with Joanna’s tongue fluttering around my helmet and her slow bobbing motion coupled with her sucking my mind became concentrated, only once before had I received a blow job like this and if Joanna continued I was going to blow my load any second.

Finishing her backward stroke Joanna broke off her oral work for a second, she slipped her hand down between her open legs and ran her hand over her pussy

Sucking cock makes me so wet Christian. Do you want to see?

Joanna stood taking hold of my rod in her left hand and then gently wiped her hand over her husband’s mouth leaving a glistening wet trail of her juices on her husbands face, Christian’s eyes went wide with helpless delight at the residue now covering his mouth and cheeks. Leaning closer Joanna addressed her husband again,

Now it’s time Luke licked my pussy, should I sixty nine him on the bed until he comes, swallow

It and then he can fuck me longer later?

Christian shook his head

Then how about I kneel over his face and make him lick me til I come?

Christian nodded excitedly

But you know the penalty for that don’t you, Luke can fuck me anyway he wants and give me a lovely cream pie, is that what you want, to see another man spunk in me?

Christian nodded and with a muffled cry which sounded like yes and egged his wife on. Joanna released her grip on my tool as she stood up, she motioned for me to get rid of the garments around my ankles and asked me to lie in the bed on my back with my head nearest Christian, I did as asked before she stepped up onto the bed placing her feet either side of my shoulders giving me a view right up her dress to where her pussy peeped out, it was a magnificent sight. Looking down at me she said

I do hope you can lick pussy Luke, or I will be most disappointed

In tandem she opened a small zip in the front of her dress which allowed her to free her breasts form the confines of her dress, her orbs sprang free revealing an almost perfect pair of firm pale tits, her nipples were small, but bullet hard mounted on small aureoles of the same colour barely two shades form her skin tone. If my cock wasn’t hard enough it seemed to find another notch in response. As Joanna began to unfasten her suspender straps she asked if I liked what I saw, but from the look on my face she already knew the answer. With the tension released from her dress she knelt down above my face the black pvc dress rode up revealing her pussy to me in all its glory. The splay of her legs opened her quim nicely, small thin pale pink lips guarded her entrance crowned by a delicate pale pink clit its surrounding area bare except for a tuft of blonde hair on her mound trimmed into a heart shape. My hands found their way up the front of her body to her breasts and as I extended my reach upwards my head rose bring my tongue in range of her pussy, simultaneously as my hands closed around her tits, I let my tongue run upwards the length of her slot tasting her honey pot and causing her to gasp.

Joanna’s nipples felt like marbles in my grasp and her tits were firm but her pussy tasted so sweet. The situation had clearly gotten her excited as she was already very wet my tongue made several wide passes along the length of her quim as if I was licking an ice cream ensuring that her most sensitive area was treated to some attention. Leaving go of her breasts I slid my hands down her front until my hands were either side of pussy, using just my thumbs I spread her sex wider exposing the full splay of her inner lips, then pressed the tip of my tongue into her tunnel. Joanna gasped loudly as my tender oral examination continued, deliberately I used the tip of tongue to slowly run up one of her pussy lips, then the other before flicking her clit several times. The noises Joanna was making told me she was enjoying the sensations but the give away was that it made her knees buckle and she lowered herself fully onto my face and her hands taking hold my hair.

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Something a little different – I hope you will all enjoy.

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Teddy sat, high on the wardrobe, looking down into the room. He had the best view of the room. It was a large room, for a modern house, but this house was different to the others in the close. The house started life as one half of a semi-detached pair. When the neighbours were repossessed, the chance to double the size of the house was too good to resist. The two ‘K’s’, as their friends know them, snapped up the property. They had started the alterations almost immediately.

The room that Teddy looked down into now, was the result of the first and most important alteration. They had knocked out a dividing wall and made the main bedroom double size. The large windows along the south wall were draped with heavy, lined curtains. During the day, they excluded all light if necessary. When the curtains were pulled open the light, net curtains against the double-glazed windows ensured good lighting without impinging on the essential privacy. Positioned, as it was, at the end of the small close, neither the grounds nor the windows were overlooked by other properties. Teddy sat on the narrow wardrobe to the left hand side of the north wall with a door further to the left. The right hand side of the north was a mirror image, together with its own teddy.

Teddy looked down into the room. Beneath the large window was a dressing table with a polished wooden top, sets of drawers at each end and a long, tilting mirror fixed to the back. Teddy could see the large bed, placed exactly in the centre of the room, reflected in the mirror.

The bed, a super king size, was surrounded by four feet of clear space on all four sides. The pillows were scatter cushions placed carefully in the centre of the floral patterned quilt cover. The walls to left and right had fitted wardrobes with full length mirror doors. The wall where Teddy sat had a wardrobe at each end and a large mirror fixed between, above a set of drawers. Teddy sat on top of the left-hand wardrobe. There was a large mirror, on the ceiling, above the bed.

Dotted about the room were easy chairs, they were decorated with other Teddies, large and small. Teddies were arranged along the top of the wardrobes and sitting on the top of the dressing table and the chests of drawers. There seemed to be dozens of them. Any visitor would think that it was a shrine to the humble teddy.

Teddy watched. She moved about the room, naked. She hummed a little hum as she flicked through the items of clothing in the main wardrobe. She had entered only moments before, a towel wrapped around herself and called, “Good Morning, Teddies, I have a treat for you all, this morning!”

The Teddies remained silent.

All the Teddies watched as the woman caressed her own breasts. They were large and wonderfully full. She lifted the tips towards her mouth and ran her tongue over the nipples. She murmured softly to herself.

“What to dress them in? Something to lift them high and emphasis their sweetness and fullness. Something to encourage a gentle fondling, gentle kisses and…” She sighed at the thought.

She selected the white teddy corset that she had recently brought and that K had modified for her. He was very clever with his hands. The top simply rested under her full breasts and lifted them whilst leaving all of the beautiful shape exposed and enhanced. Just wearing it made her nipples erect.

The bottom had been carefully altered also. The material was now cut high to her hips, just creeping over her waist. The front was cut very tight and narrow. The thin scrap of material emphasised her swollen sex rather than hid it. Downy, soft pussy hair peeped sexily from either side. The back was equally skimpy and enhanced the kahramanmaraş escort perfection of her full, rounded bottom. The lacing at the front pulled her body to the very sexy hourglass figure that men so loved of beautiful women.

The woman stepped back from the mirror, the better to see herself, full length, raised her hands above her head and pirouetted slowly. She watched the effect in all the mirrors as she turned. The Teddies also watched. They showed their own appreciation of her beauty, silently and without movement.

Black stockings were added and the woman had just finished clipping the last suspender as the doorbell chimed.

The woman took a last lingering look at the image of sexy perfection in the mirrors, winked at Teddy with a long slow droop of the eyelid, blew him a kiss and said. “Be right back darling!” She picked up the lace gown and threw it over her shoulders. She left, all was still and silent and the Teddies stopped watching the empty room.

The door opened, again, the movement immediately woke the Teddies from their slumber.

“Say hello to the Teddies,” she instructed the young man as she re-entered the room. She led him towards the window side of the bed.

“Hello, Teddies.”

He was a young man, not much more than 20 years old, at most. It looked as if he only needed to shave once a month. Blonde, gold framed spectacles, T shirt, loose jogging pants and trainers. Not a bad catch, Teddy might have thought.

The young man did not look around the room. He did not even see the Teddies watching him. He saw only the beautiful, large, swollen breasts resting on the material of the corset. They rose and fell with such provocation as the woman breathed. He reached up his hand tentatively and ran his finger over the swelling mound of the woman’s right breast.

She murmured soft encouragement and Teddy watched as her hand felt up his thigh and stroked against his crotch. The young man looked into her eyes as, emboldened by his desire and the woman’s hand on his cock, he brought his other hand into play. He stroked around both exposed breasts. Down across the nipples, which he rolled between finger and thumb, then beneath each breast. He cupped each perfect orb of her wonderful breasts in his hands and bent his head toward them.

“I would like to rest my cock between your marvellous tits, and fuck them!” he said with such conviction that the woman knew that she would be washing her corset later that day, much later.

She reached inside the waistband of his joggers. His cock was ready for her. She felt it straining. The head was wet with his lubricant. She removed her hand, briefly and the young man let out an happy groan.

“Patience,” the woman said kindly. “Everything comes to he who waits, and you shall cum, believe me!”

She pulled his T-shirt over his head and slipped her gown from her shoulders. The woman placed a hand on each of his hips and knelt before him. She worked his joggers and knickers down as if they were one item of clothing. Slowly she exposed his throbbing manhood. It stood to attention, eager to feel the warmth of the woman’s body wrapped around it.

She did not keep him waiting any longer. The woman parted her lips and sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. She opened wider and fed the length down her throat. The young man made noises of pleasure as she worked her mouth up and down his length. With each stroke she removed his knob end completely, licked around the purple top, licked her lips and slipped it back inside. Her hand stroked all the time.

The young man moaned, loud. His sighs of pleasure filled the room as he rocked his hips back and forth to encourage her to take more of his length, and faster. kastamonu escort He rested his hands on her head, just in case she wanted to stop. She didn’t!

The woman worked on his cock with a passion. Every time she removed it fully, then slid it in slowly and lovingly. She made the same noises of pleasure as the young man made as she sucked.

She felt his spunk building and increased her speed. She felt him coming and opened her mouth. She held his cock an inch from her open mouth and stroked his cock. The young man groaned as he spurted his seed into her mouth. She put her lips back around the pulsing weapon and sucked greedily.

“I hope there’s more where that came from!” she said with a mischievous grin.

“Oh yes, I have gallons for you and I can last forever.” he replied with the confidence of youth.

The woman smiled. “You will leave here as limp as an old dish rag, but very satisfied” she thought to herself.

She still held his cock and was pleased to discover that it had remained reasonably hard.

“Eat me!” she said.

She lay back on the bed. She remained in her corset. He might want to remove it for her, when he was ready to fuck her tits but she hoped he would not.

Obediently he knelt between her open legs and eased the thin strip of material away from her wet pussy. He looked at it. He studied it. He slowly ran his finger down the length of the inviting, sweet smelling pussy. The woman parted her legs further. Her pussy lips parted exposing the soft shining flesh of her sex.

He moved his finger up and down her pussy in little zigzag movements. First, he teased one side, then the other. He slipped his finger deep into her and sighed as he felt her powerful muscles, clamp onto it.

Slowly he worked first one finger then two into her. She wriggled under his touch. He looked up, saw Teddy watching him. The young man smiled at the bear and moved his head into the woman’s crotch. The first brush of his tongue against her labia was rewarded with a long loud,

“Ohhhhhhhhhh, yesssssss,” from the woman.

She moved and twisted under his eager mouth. He sucked, licked, and teased with his tongue. All the time his fingers probed deep inside her with surprising skill.

The woman urged him to greater effort, loudly and vigorously.

“Suck my clit into your mouth, tease it with your tongue. Oh my god, that is fantastic. Higher, lower, deeper, more.”

The young man responded with the eagerness of youth. Normally he had to work hard to get inside a girls knickers. It was often impossible to get his cock anywhere near a young pussy. The girls seldom said anything while he fucked them. Now he had a woman! One that not only enjoyed the sex but also let him know of her enjoyment, loudly and energetically. He endeavoured to give her as much pleasure as he was able.

“Use your thumb on me, slip it deep into my cunt. Thumb fuck me!”

Dutifully he did as he was told, sliding out his dripping fingers he inserted his thumb. The shape and angle were so much different that he was working different parts of her pussy. His fingers, unsure what to do whilst he stroked deep inside her with his thumb, brushed against her anus.

“Yes please! Slide it into my bum.”

She relaxed her muscles and the young man was delighted to discover another inviting hole that he could probe. The wet from her pussy still lubricated his finger and it slid inside her bum easily. He could feel his thumb on the other side of the thin membrane and rubbed finger and thumb together.

“Eat my pussy, fuck my cunt with your thumb, finger fuck my arse. God that feels so very fucking good.”

Suddenly the woman came. Her body twisted and turned as the young man tried to kayseri escort continue to please her. She held onto his head, to help him stay in place as she came, and came and came. She was noisy in her orgasm. She was energetic. Teddy and his friends had no doubt that she had come. She told them so, in strong Anglo-Saxon terms.

She recovered, slowly. When the young man had removed his head from her crotch and his digits from her various pleasure orifices she carefully held the lips of her pussy apart and invitingly to him.

“Stroke me, very gently until I recover, then, fuck my tits. Pour your spunk all over them and cover my neck and try to spurt it into my mouth, please.”

“It will be my pleasure!”

He stroked for a few minutes. Slowly he stood up. His cock was nearly rock hard. The woman took it in her hands and gently teased it to full splendour. She moved up onto the bed and adjusted her position. The Teddies had a good view.

The young man knelt over her, his rod stood proud and upright. He lent forward and the woman eased it down between her beautiful, big tits. She pushed each one up to completely bury the young man’s cock. It had disappeared into her glorious cleavage.

He rocked forward and the purple head thrust between the upper swelling. The woman felt his lubrication oozing from the little hole and wetting her breasts. She sighed aloud with pleasure. He rocked back and forth. Each time he protruded from the top. Each time he nearly plopped out from the bottom. All the time he soaked her with his desire until he could contain himself no longer.

“I’m sorry, I cannot hold out any longer.”

So saying he spunked, hard. The woman felt his cock throb as he pushed faster between the breasts. As his cock peeped from the top he squired his first load. It covered her chest, neck and hit the underside of her chin. He drew back a little and she felt the warm slippery liquid ooze between her breasts. She moaned and encouraged him loudly.

“Come on lover, spunk all over me, soak me with your cum. Harder, faster.”

The young man drove himself rapidly between her tits. Never had he felt such pleasure as fucking these beautiful orbs. Even when he was fully spent he kept rocking back and forth, wrapped in warm welcoming flesh that was soaked with his own cum.

He had to stop eventually and the woman let his cock go from between her tits. He looked down at her spunk cover body and slowly rubbed his fingers through the white slippery liquid. He offered her a taste and was delighted when she nearly bit his fingers off in her eagerness.

“Let’s fuck!”

They rested a few minutes then she took him in her mouth and made him stiff again.

“Doggy fashion.”

She bent over and presented her cunt to him. He knelt up behind her and entered without any difficulty at all. He watched himself in the mirrors and looked at all the teddies. He had a wonderful feeling that they were watching his very move and light heartedly blew them kisses as he slid in and out of her hole. She continued to make loud noises of her pleasure and direct the way in which he fucked her.

The young man thought that he had found nirvana such was the woman’s obvious pleasure.

He came, for the third time in an hour and collapsed on the bed. The woman had made noises of her coming but the young man was too exhausted to know if they were real or not.

After recovering he dressed, gave the woman a final parting stroke between her legs, probing her wet pussy as he did so and left.

The woman showered quickly, she had a busy afternoon ahead of her.

“Hello, Darling, busy day?” she asked when K returned from the city.

“Not too bad, and you?”

“Come and sit down, I have a treat for you!”

She lead him into the lounge and sat him on the large couch in front of the giant TV screen.

She pressed the remote control.

A picture crept onto the screen, accompanied by the title:-

“Say hello to the Teddies,”

“Hello, Teddies.” came the young man’s voice from the TV.

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I was running late as I made my way across campus. Luckily my room was on the ground floor so I could nip in and grab the book I had forgotten for my next class.

My girlfriend had been feeling a bit unwell so skipped the classes this morning asking if she could stay in my room rather than make her way back to her own block.

As I got to the exterior door I patted my pockets and realised that my book wasn’t the only thing I had forgotten. No keys. Frustrated, I went to the side of the building and round the corner. I could knock on the window and get Harriet to pass my book to me. I approached the window and was about to knock gently on the glass when I saw through a crack in the curtains a sight I had seen a hundred times. I had seen it, but I didn’t know that Harriet had ever seen it.

On the TV screen a petite but well proportioned brunette currently in a 69 with a very well endowed male. She faced the camera with her mouth covering just the head of his big cock. She had been sucking on him for a while and her spit ran down the length of his thick shaft and was covering his balls as she massaged them with her hand.

My eyes moved from the scene on the tv to the scene on the bed. Harriet was frantically rubbing her pussy with her slender legs spread wide apart. I was shocked at the wanton look on her face, for someone usually reserved and inexperienced sexually, she was displaying a look I had never seen before. I was stuck between wanting to knock and wanting to see what happened next. I kept my hands by my sides.

I knew how the scene ended and I didn’t k ow if Harriet did yet or not. On screen the female continued her oral attention sloppily sucking the head of the large cock and using her hand on the shaft and balls. Suddenly a large had grabbed a fistful of her hair and started to push her head down. On the bed Harriet bucked her hips and I saw her perfect little ass rise from the bed. He continues the pressure as her mouth starts to be spread wider. He pushes until she is halfway down his cock, her eyes starting to water but absolutely committed to making him cum from deepthroating him.

I could see Harriet panting hard and her fingers were a blur working on her clit. I was rooted to the spot, my cock rock hard in my jeans.

He keeps his hand pushing down and his hips thrust up. She gags but keeps going. What’s left on display of his cock is covered in spit and her hands are no longer giving him any attention, but are gripping the sheets. Harriet is biting her lip, her eyes betraying her desire. Until now I didn’t know this existed.

I knew the couple were going to cum soon. He gives a couple of short sharp thrusts into her throat and then exclaims that he is going to cum. The grip on her hair is released and instantly her head pops up, she gasps in a deep breath and her hand goes back to wanking him furiously. Harriet’s hips are still bucking, she’s visibly moaning and as close as they are.

He gives a deep groan, she keeps wanking the thick shaft, pointing his cock straight at her face. Harriet bucks again, clenching those perfect cheeks.

He diyarbakır escort starts to cum. Thick hot white streams of cum. Her face takes most of it and she keeps wanking his cock as it drips down. Harriet grips the sheets as her own orgasm his and she writhes around in ecstasy on the bed. The woman on screen is drenched and smiling. He is breathing heavily. Harriet is panting and limp.

I still don’t know what to do, and then Harriet looks up. No longer transfixed by the scene on the TV, she looks directly at the gap in the curtains and sees me.

She passed the keys through the window after she had put on a dressing gown to preserve her modesty. Ironic I thought, given what I had just witnessed.

I couldn’t make out the look that had been on her face at the moment she had seen me. Confusion? No. Lust? No. Resignation? Possibly. She looked like she’d had a weight lifted off her shoulders. As if to say ‘great, so now you know and it didn’t take a difficult conversation’.

I walked round to the exterior door, went through and found my room. I took a deep breath, unlocked the door and walked in.

Harriet was sat on a seat at the desk, now wearing a pair of shorts and one of my shirts. She turned to me and gave a big beaming smile. She was beautiful, my girlfriend through the end of high school and into university. We had both had quite reserved childhoods and our relationship, whilst solid and loving, could never be described as wild or experimental.

All of this was about to change.

“Hey Hun, I didn’t expect you to be back. What did you see back there?” She asked, a bit of trepidation in her voice.

“Erm…well, enough I guess.” I said.

She went into a mode I hadn’t seen before. She was full of confidence and articulate on the subject. Something had obviously opened up in her.

“OK.” She started “I’m going to come clean here and I think we should both just listen and see what comes out in this conversation.”

“Yeah, erm, I guess so.” I stammered. Twenty minutes ago I had been in a lecture on international Law, and now this.

“So for the last month, anytime I’ve been home by myself, I’ve been doing what you have just seen. I can’t help it, I think about it all the time and I just have to make myself cum. Sometimes it is that scene, sometimes there are others but they all have some common themes. That is obvious because your collection seems to follow some themes.

If I can’t be by myself in your room, I’ll take a DVD back to mine and then replace it another time.

I feel a bit embarrassed right now, but my urge to do these things has overtaken that and I don’t want you to get rid of the collection or stop me doing it, so that’s why I’m telling you all this.”

I was still trying to process the changes in my girlfriend and my head was spinning but I managed to blurt out that I thought I was fine with it and it had turned me on to watch her masturbate.

We spent the next few minutes talking about how we felt our sex life was and if either of us were repressing anything. We both felt that it was edirne escort currently good, and there were no complaints, however we both had deeper kinky sides but due to our inexperience had no idea how to express them for fear of being judged.

Harriet turned to me and said “Jake I love you very much, and this is only making that stronger. Let’s just talk about it, that’s all.” Which really settled me down.

I felt relieved that it wasn’t a ‘me’ thing. I wasn’t failing or not being attentive. It was just that people’s minds sometimes work in different ways.

I bit the bullet.

“So what is it that you like the most?” I asked.

Moment of truth time.

Harriet proceeded to tell me that she loved porn. All of it. Whatever I had, she liked. She was in effect exploring everything that was out there to find herself. She had never experienced, thought about or known of many of the things she had seen on video.

We talked for a long time about how these things affected us and what we could do to make our own sex life exciting.

Then she dropped the bombshell.

“The scene you saw me cum to” she said. “I want to experience that. Would you be ok with that?”

“Absolutely!” I replied “Of course we can do that! My cock was twitching at the thought of her deepthroating me for the first time.”

“No.” She said suddenly with a confident tone and a pleading look. “Not you, someone built like he was.”

I didn’t know what to say. Wasn’t that cheating? Nothing like this had ever come up before. Wasn’t I good enough?

She interrupted my thought.

“Look, it’s not about you at all. You are perfect for me and a brilliant guy. I love you and that hasn’t and won’t change. This is a sexual thing. I don’t want anything from someone else other than a physical fantasy.”

My head was spinning again.

“I’m not sure.” I said “But I’ve seen enough porn to know that many guys love this sort of thing. Do you think you can just do something for me?” I asked.

She was ready to do anything for me at that moment because it was either this path or the path to breakup.

“Sure.” She said.

“Ok.” I replied. “Tell me what you want in absolutely explicit terms. Then we will see if it excites or repulses me.”

Her face changed again. Then the hint of a smile and she look me in the eye.

“Jake, I want a guy with a very large cock to dominate me. I want him to push his dick down my throat until I gag. I want him to fuck my little pussy so hard, and I want to make him to cum so much that I’m covered all over.”

This gorgeous intelligent and hot girl was my best friend. I grabbed her hand, looked her in the eye and put that hand against my rock hard cock.

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The next two weeks passed and we had resumed some sense of normality to our relationship. Our sex life was better than ever but there were still unspoken things from that day.

I woke up in the night and reached across the bed only to feel a big space where Harriet should have been. The noise that woke me seemed to be coming from the room next door. Muffled edirne escort bayan voices.

I gingerly got out of bed holding my shoulder as the pain seared through me. I usually sleep naked and I considered finding something to wear but I couldn’t see anything handy. I crept out of the room onto the landing, still hearing the muffled noise from the other room.

As I got closer to the door, I saw that it was slightly ajar. I put my face up to the gap and looked through.

There, on her knees facing away from me was my girlfriend. Tom was stood with his cock obviously in her mouth and his fist grabbing a handful of her hair. The noises I had heard were obviously his ecstatic moans combined with hers. Her head bobbed up and down rapidly as his eyes rolled backwards.

Then he started to become more dominant with her.

“Spit on that cock and get it nice and hard!” He demanded. “You’ve never had a dick like this before and I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t know what’s hit you.”

I was astonished. She would never have entertained this kind of language with me but here she was, sucking on his dick and giving a muffled response which was quite obviously positive.

“Can’t talk with my big cock in your mouth can you? You are such a good little slut, I’ve wanted to fuck you for a very long time and now you are going to experience what a real man can do to you. I hope you like cum because you are going to get drenched.”

Suddenly she stopped her sucking, stood up and kissed him full on the mouth. I had a pang of jealousy. From my view her ass looked perfect and I couldn’t wait to see if she was going to bend over and take it from him.

Tom suddenly looked over towards the door and said

“Looks like we have got ourselves a spectator!”

Harriet spun around and looked over to me. Seeing my need state and obvious arousal her initial look of guilt softened somewhat.

For a moment none of us knew what was going to happen.

Tom was the one to take control.

“Right. Jake get in here and sit in on that chair in the corner. You are going to watch this so you may as well be comfortable.”

“Harriet. I was enjoying what you were doing so get back to it. Let’s move a little bit though so Jake can have a decent view this time.”

As they moved slightly I was taken aback when I saw the monster that she had been sucking on. Whilst he was impressive flaccid, it was a completely different thing hard. He was obviously enjoying her attention as the angry head was pulsing and the veins on the shaft were throbbing.

She dropped to her knees, looked over at me and gave me a wink. The look on her face was one of absolute lust. She looked up at him with innocent eyes and opened her mouth and put her tongue out. My cock was rock hard.

“Let’s see how deep you can go.” Said Tom and grabbed the shaft of his cock with one hand and the back of her head with the other.

“See what your hot little slut is going to do for me Jake. She’s going to deepthroating this cock until I’m satisfied that she’s made it wet enough and then I’m going to fuck her. When I fuck her, it’s going to be hard and rough and she’s probably going to scream very loudly. I’m going to ask her to beg for it, and squeal. Can you handle that?”

I gulped. “Yes I can.” I said.

“Of course you can.” Said Tom. “Well this is going to be fun.”

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Missy sat in her car her fingers still sticky with her juices, cheeks still burning with embarrassment, over what had happened. It all started out so simple, she lost a bet with her friend Savannah and had to wear a plaid skirt pantiless for one day, out shopping, I mean how hard was that??

Missy began walking around the mall in nothing but a short plaid skirt and shoes just after 10am. Missy had never done anything like that and although she would not admit it to her friend she was finding it was pretty exciting and a little arousing after getting lots of looks with her red and shite plaid skirt and long red hair. Coming up to her favourite shoe store, Missy saw a sign saying one day only, half price sale. Missy rushed up to shoe shop window, spying her all time favourite shoes are on sale for half price!

Missy could hardly believe her great fortune and quickly entered the shop only to realise that she had a problem with her plaid skirt. The skirt was pretty short, in-fact it ended just below her ass and if she bent down a little it would for sure, reveal her bare backside and if she is really not careful and bent down to her shoes the dress could expose a heck of lot more than her backside.

Missy thinking about this came up with a plan to just buy the shoes thus avoiding try them on. Smiling at the idea, Missy started to look around the shop to find the shop assistant so she could buy the shoes and continue her walk around the Mall in her pretty skirt.

“Can I help you miss?” asked Jessica, the shop assistant

“Ah sure, I would like to buy those shoes (pointing to the shoe) ah a size 5?” replied Jane

“Sure I just get them”, replied Jessica walking out back.

Missy walked around the shop waiting for the shoes to arrive. A few moments later, Jessica came back out, “ah we have only got a 4 1/2 or a 5 1/2 do you want to try them on??”

Missy thought damn, I will have to try them on as they are not the right size. Missy stood, thinking some more, before deciding, Ok, I can do this, but I just have to be very careful when I put them on. Missy looked up at the shop assistant, hoping that she would move on and serve the other customers in the shop, but seeing she was going stay, sighed silently and very carefully lowered herself down to untie her shoes.

Jessica watched Missy trying to untie her shoes, admiring her long pale freckled legs and liking the way her skirt was riding up. She could see other customers in the store but they are not as cute as her so as far as she was concerned that they could just wait!!

When Missy leant forward to remove her shoes fat old Jessica was rewarded with a great view down the open neckline of her blouse. With each time Missy would lean forward to do something with her shoes Jessica could see a large amount of her breast. Then if she leant a little more, Jessica could swear she could see what looked like a hint of nipple coming into view. With all her bending forward suddenly fat Jessica pussy felt a little wet and the other customers in the store giving her the stare, well going to wait until hell freezes over before they would elazığ escort be served.

Missy continued to bend down, unaware of the view she was giving as she slid on the second shoe over her left foot, the shoe was tighter than the other one so she was having problems adjusting the strap. Missy looked up and motioned for help, Fat nasty old Jessica blushed thinking she was busted for a second realised that she needed help much to her relief.

So nervously Jessica bent down and as she did a nasty odor came from her nasty pussy to offer her assistance. Seeing the strap was somehow stuck, Jessica reached down and pulled hard on the strap the extra effort overbalancing Missy, knocking flat on her backside. The sudden movement caused the skirt to ride up, Fat old Jessica reached out to help Missy, her eyes rooted between her legs as the skirt had ridden up enough to expose her white pale freckled thighs and a sudden flash of her bare pubic mound underneath.

Missy seeing the direction of the old ladies eyes turned beetroot red, scrambling to get up. “Are you ok, miss” asked Jessica?

“Ah yes, ah, thanks for your help” stammered Missy getting up in a hurry, hoping the shoes are ok so she can leave just leave the shop, fast.

Walking around the shop, Missy sadly realised that the shoes are much too tight and knew that although she wanted to leave, she would have to remove them before she could leave the shop. The shop assistant hovered besides her seemly sensing her thoughts. Missy turned to the shop assistant saying they are too tight then looking at her hoped that she would get the hint and go away which she seemed to ignore.

Missy, still blushing red bent very carefully down, feeling the shop assistant eyes on her every move. The shoes reluctantly came off, leaving Missy wiggling her toes in relief.

Missy then looked up at the shop assistant and released that although she was embarrassed at almost showing her everything, the looks she was giving her, well it been a while since a lady had given her those kinds of looks and it felt kind of erotic to be stared at like this while just wearing the skirt and nothing else.

Missy felt a sexual rush when she noticed the shop assistant was staring again as she tried on the shoes. All the gazes, well they started to make Missy really squirm, and she started to actually enjoying the attention of the shop assistant more and more.

Missy slowed down, taking her time to try on the other, larger pair of shoes, feeling more and more daring under her gazes even at the end she showed the shop assistant a little more leg, thinking this is really fun to be looked at like this.

By now, Jessica had a wet spot on her dress as missy showed an increasing amount of leg. Jessica was pretty sure that this pretty lady was wearing no underwear and desperately wanted to find out. Missy by now was getting turned on and managed to blush a little as she felt herself getting damp over this attention.

Missy stood parading around the room trying on the shoes to see if they would fit. Walking past a mirror, Missy checked out her erzincan escort shoes and the short skirt, noticing that her nipples, now hard were showing through. Missy wondered if the shop assistant had noticed that, guessing with a giggle that she most likely she had. Sadly the shoes were a little too big and missy walked back to her chair to remove them.

The other customers in disgust over the poor service had already walked away. missy seeing no one was in the shop, bent down until she could feel the top of her skirt riding right up her legs. Bending over as far as she dared, Missy remained bent down taking her time to remove the shoes then looking up at the shop assistant, asked if she would mind if she could have another look at back for the shoes in the correct size for her again. Fat 300ibs. Jessica by this time would have agreed to move the moon, agreed and went out back to check again.

Missy stood feeling very naughty in the empty shop. Then spying a mirror, Missy had a wicked thought to tease the shop assistant even more when she returned. With that though in mind missy walked over and next to the mirror, bent down, watching the skirt move up and up until it exposed her backside. Oops too far missy thought with a little grin should not go that far or she will see too much.

Between the show in the mirror and the gazes, Missy was feeling very turned on, looking around the empty shop, Missy wanted very much to touch her self and seeing she was still alone quickly slid a finger up her skirt and lightly caressed herself. Missy almost let out a moan as she touched herself, quickly pulling her fingers away from under her skirt. I cannot touch, thought missy, at this rate, I will end up doing something I will regret later.

The shop assistant returned, with a pair of shoes in a slightly different style. Saying she found these and would sell them for the same price if missy liked them.

Missy was not sure if she liked the new pair of shoes but decided to try them on anyway. Once again missy bent over to put them on wearing a wicked grin as she bent right over until she was sure the shop assistant could almost see her bare bum.

Fat Jessica stood staring, wishing, and hoping she would bend over just a little more, staring at her pale freckled legs and oh so wicked skirt. While she was out back, Jessica the fat old lady could not help but touch herself wishing she were on her break so he could go into the bathroom and relieve herself.

Missy did like the other shoes but she really wanted the original pair more. Missy pleaded to get a raincheck to bring in the pair of size 5 shoes at this price, Jessica said she wished she could but really was not allowed. Missy still pleading bent down, letting her skirt pull all the way up, until she heard her gasp. Looking around missy asked if she was ok. Adding was she sure that she could not get the shoes in at this price.

Jessica could now see just a hint of her bare pussy, just the lower curves of her lips. Jamming her hands into her pockets to restrain herself from reaching down and pulling the skirt right up. erzurum escort Then she remembered the reserved area and wondered if a pair was in there. Jessica shouted “I’d be back in a second as she raced out back, going to check.

Missy stood up bemused wondering if she made the poor assistant go out back to relieve herself, that idea of her doing that making missy feel very hot, making her again want to touch herself as soon as she got out of this shop.

The next second, the shop assistant returned from out back, smiling, saying she found a pair but sorry they are on hold for another customer. Missy pleaded saying please is there any chance she could return later and get the pair?

The shop assistant hummed and har’d, Missy felt with a sinking feeling that she was not going to give her the shoes. She kept on saying she could get into real trouble if the owner found out that she gave her another customer’s shoes while all the time staring at her skirt. Then finally she said she could not do it, right now it was not worth the risk.

Missy really wanted those shoes, even more so now after all of this. Nervously looking around and throwing caution to the wind, the way she kept on looking at her skirt, well it gave her an idea so looking at the shop assistant, Missy reached down and raised her skirt a little. While suggesting that that she could swap the shoes with the other size claiming it was a mistake. Jessica felt her eyes go wide at the suggestion watching nervously as missy raised the hem of skirt.

Missy feeling incredibly aroused slowly raised the skirt, not sure how far she would have to go to get the shoes. Inch by inch the skirt hem moved higher, still the shop assistant shook her head.

Higher the skirt went, exposing missy lower thighs. Still is slowly moved upwards now missy pale freckled inner thighs coming into view. Missy nervously squirmed, unconsciously opening her legs, a tear of moisture leaked out running down the side of her left leg. Missy was now in a nervous panic as the skirt was now just an inch short of revealing her pubic mound and still the shop assistant would not give her the shoes.

Fat old Jessica held out the shoes as bait, while motioning for the dress to go up. Missy defeated by her own actions, too far gone now to back out, agreed to the demand and lifted her skirt up until she exposed her bare mound.

Fat old 300ilb Jessica stared in delight, her eyes slowly looking upwards feasting on Missy and her bare pussy, her vulva lips and clit jutting out in view, signs of her arousal and wetness in plain sight as well as a odor of excitement.

Missy stood humiliated, taking the shoes from the very amused shop assistant, her body arousal dripping down her leg. Then quickly paying for the shoes in cash, Missy fled the shop, her face burning red. Missy sped through the shopping centre until she finally climbed into the safety of her car, then not caring who was around, Missy pulled up her skirt and plunging two fingers in between her legs moving them in and out until she had orgasmed hard.

Missy still aroused beyond belief, one orgasm later, plunged a third finger inside of her self while rubbing her clit with the other hand. Another orgasm came, followed by a series more, then eventually minutes later; weak and finally sedated Missy removed her fingers and started her car ready for the drive home.

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Suresh stripped naked as soon as he reached the office on Monday. Gowri was waiting for him.

Suresh crawled to her. Gowri watched the glorious sight for the umpteenth time. A 22-year old man! Naked! Completely, not a stitch on!

Crawling towards her to worship her feet. Suresh had finally started getting used to the stench. He realised that Gowri deliberately ran every morning just to make it more and more smelly but he had learnt to power through it. He sniffed and licked each toe and every part of her feet as she watched him. Sheetal was waiting for the same treatment and Suresh obediently obliged.

Suresh went through his regular routine of being ordered around by the six superior females. He brought their Coffees, massaged their feet, massaged their shoulders, licked their feet clean licked their shoes clean all completely naked. Despite this, and despite the fact that his regular work did not suffer, he still had to suffer their spanks as no one left an opportunity. They were free with their hands and constantly landed on his buttocks as he passed them. Harshitha, of course, wouldn’t drink her Coffee without pressing the hot mug against his ass. His ass would already be spanked once by someone and if not, she would do the honours herself before pressing the hot mug against the already painful area. Suresh bore all the pain silently. Earlier, he would cry in pain but now, he was used to it and bore it better. However, this only caused them to take it as a challenge and pile on more just to see the tears flow from his eyes to his naked body.

However, Suresh also knew that they admired his body and this was what kept him going. He could see their lecherous eyes all over his body and especially at his cock! They all had already admitted to him that none of their husbands/boyfriends had a tool that was anywhere as long or as thick. Sheetal had once told him that he was bigger flaccid than her husband’s fully erect cock and it was difficult not to be smug about it. He started teasing them. Like, when one of them would leave their slippers and order him to lick it clean, or when he would be licking someone’s feet, he would take time to sometimes wipe his sweat. Knowing their eyes were locked on his butt, he would do a small double jiggle with his buttocks and the women would be hot. Slowly, once the task completed, he would stand up. His Cock would stand out at a full 90 degrees and the women would just stare. Stare with lust at that gigantic specimen which would turn into frustration as they knew that they could never have it and this was the only small revenge that Suresh could take on the women who tormented him. The only bad thing was that he was not allowed to masturbate and Pari had stopped sex with him which meant he was without any release for more than a month but Harshitha had fixed it. And so, he was walking around, still naked as the day he was born amid six fully clothed women but he was walking around with a smug spring in his step.

That evening, after eskişehir escort he entertained the women with naked jumping jacks, Harshitha revealed she had used him over the weekend. This caused an instant uproar. Gowri, Sheetal and Niharika all clamoured that they deserved him for a weekend too. Pari gladly accepted to make Suresh more miserable but reiterated that she would inspect their homes to verify that it was good enough so that Suresh wouldn’t be exposed. They all agreed. Now, all that was left was to decide the order in which Suresh would serve as the naked slave for an entire weekend to each of the 3 women. Harshitha was obviously left out since she already had him for a weekend. She promptly informed Suresh that she would spank him 6 times, one for each of the 6 days (3 weekends that she was missing out). Suresh kissed her feet and thanked her for it. Pari came up with a series of games.

In the first game, Suresh would be spanked 10 times by each of them. The women would be judged based on how quickly they finish and also how much Suresh screamed.

In the second game, Suresh would lick each of them to orgasm. The women would be judged based on how long they could hold themselves.

In the last game, they would use rubber bands to sling shot paper chits on his balls. Here, it was straightforward as they got 20 points on each shot which landed perfectly on his balls. Suresh would then serve each of them completely naked for a weekend in the order of their scores.

The game hadn’t even started and Suresh was already in tears. Gowri was the first to start. She sat down on a chair and pointed to her thighs. Suresh started walking and was smacked by Pari. He understood and crawled. Knowing what they wanted, he kissed her feet.

“Please spank me 10 times, Gowri madam.”

“Gowri madam, boy! I could never get used to it. But, are you sure you want me to spank your naked ass!”

“Yes, madam. Please.” The other women laughed.

“Really?” Asked Gowri, in a mock voice of concern. “Won’t it pain? I mean, you don’t even have any clothing which might lessen the pain. And, come to think of it, why aren’t you wearing any clothes?”

This was a well-rehearsed conversation by now. Suresh knew exactly how he should reply.

“Please, Gowri madam. I am a slave and I deserve no clothes. I deserve to spanked on my naked bottoms.”

Gowri eventually “obliged” and pulled him over her knee. It was clear that she was playing to win as she attacked his buttocks. By the end of the ten hits, he was already in tears. Knowing he was getting 20 more made him cry. And then, he realised, he would have to go down on each of them. And then, he remembered, Harshitha was also remaining.

Sheetal took over next. They were all playing to win. They all wanted to be the first to be served. This meant that Suresh felt the brunt. But when Niharika came in, they knew they had a winner. Her hands moved so quickly, it was a blur. Suresh was on the floor at gaziantep escort the end, sobbing in pain. And yet, he bemoaned the fact that his cock was fully erect and hard. Not only was it shameful to be this aroused even after getting spanked, it was also just adding to the pain already in his buttocks. The women generously gave him 5 minutes before Pari pulled out her bra through her shirt and tossed it at him. The women were going to get undressed and obviously, he couldn’t see them naked. The injustice rankled him that he could not see them naked but they kept him naked nearly all the time. However, he knew more than to even think about bringing it up. A “Whoooo!” from Pari told him that the three women were naked. They had no modesty between them and had already seen all the others nude when they were being orally serviced by Suresh.

Sheetal was the first one. He was waiting on all fours and Sheetal walked towards him. As she crossed her, Sneha landed a soft smack at her naked buttocks. Sheetal smiled and shoed her hand but Pari, standing next to her landed one more. Sheetal winced playfully and then stood in front of Suresh and Suresh started moving. Blindfolded, and hands behind his back, he was to use his tongue to identify where she was. He licked the carpet for around 10 seconds before identifying her feet. He knew he had to make them come as soon as he could. However, he had his own tricks up his sleeve – a metaphorical sleeve of course, as he was not wearing any clothing. Before getting handcuffed, he had stood up. And, in full view of anyone, he just rubbed his cock with two fingers. That simple act brought their attention to it and it was once again a mesmerising sight. Massive, both in length and breadth, and when he rubbed it lightly, the women were already quite close to the edge. It was a combination of the intoxicating sight of his Elephant penis and the fact that they had not gotten laid for some time. After looking at this Anaconda, they had stopped sex for some time with their partners. It was partly because they no longer felt their partners deserved it and also because they wanted their partners to become more submissive and denial of sex was the first step. Suresh licked and licked vigorously at their pussies and they all came quite quickly. The smell, the hair and the taste was bad but he powered through and brought them all to orgasms very quickly. Sheetal won this round but only just. Niharika ended up quickest and lost a sizeable lead that she had gained the first task. She was still ahead but Sheetal had caught up.

In the last task, Sheetal was motivated. All she had to do was land 5 bullseyes and she would get ahead. She had enough experience, and the motivation was simple. All she had to do was imagine her worthless husband’s face on his balls and the chits landed without any miss. Suresh was warned that he had to stay still and he once again did it winning the admiration of every woman. Niharika came in next. She knew she giresun escort had to land three, however, she was never quite good at it. The first shot, however, landed on his balls. Suresh could neither flinch nor cup his balls and yet, it was on fire. He desperately wanted to rub his balls but he knew he had to wait. Gowri was out of the running and Niharika knew she just had to land two more. However, she missed the next three and Sheetal let out a cry of victory. As Niharika pulled up her last chit, Sheetal stopped her.

“It doesn’t matter either way. You have lost.”

“But, I was entitled to 5 shots.”

“Come on, look at the poor baby”. Both Niharika and Gowri, who was waiting for her turn, stared at Suresh. It was true that, Niharika couldn’t win and Gowri was already out of the running. At the sight of the naked 22-year old, clutching his balls and ass and writhing in pain, they softened. Gowri first came to him. She lifted him up easily and uncuffed him. Suresh lost no time and started rubbing his privates. His balls and ass were all on fire and he cried in pain while the women watched calmly. Gowri sat down on a chair, pulled him to her and pressed his head against her breasts. Suresh cried like a baby. Gowri saw the pain he was in and stood up. She tossed her chudi tops aside and pressed him against her open cleavage. Suresh threw his arms around her as they all converged around him and got into a group hug. They lay in that position for more than ten minutes, as Suresh’s pain finally lessened.

They all eventually got dressed and were leaving one by one. Suresh wasted no time and got clothed. However, as Harshitha left, he called her.

“Harshitha, a word.”

“No madam, naked boy?” Harshitha asked severely.

“I am not talking to a master now. I am talking to a woman I hooked up with.”

The others oohed and aahed. They all loved Suresh even more on those rare occasions that he stood up to them like this.

“We will be waiting outside, naked boy” pari and Sneha left. Gowri, Sheetal and Niharika all left after giving a full kiss on his lips. Sheetal informed him that she couldn’t wait for him to serve her naked in her house. He was alone with Harshitha who smiled at him.

“Well, I wanted to know if you want to get together tomorrow or the day after.”

“Yeah, But I want to make sure that we are not exclusive. I mean, you are making out with 5 other women right in front of me.”

“Yes, I know. And, as it turns out, I am not available over the weekends, so we have to-“

“We will make it work, naked boy!” Harshitha replied as Suresh got a call. It was Pari.

“Naked boy! We are going to inspect Sheetal’s house tonight. So, you can stay with Harshitha tonight as well. We will be staying over at her place for a girls’ night.”

“Yes, madam. Thank you, madam.”

Suresh conveyed the info to Harshitha. “Oh! In that case-” Harshitha replied an started taking her shirt off.

“What are you doing?”

“Do you want me to stop?” Harshitha asked sternly as she started unzipping her cutoffs.

“Oh! No way in hell.” And, in a panic, Suresh nearly tore his clothes off and rushed to Harshitha. They didn’t even bother turning a single light off as they banged again and again that night in the office.

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