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Hidden far away in the Texas hill country, down many winding roads that cut through the mountain cedar trees and limestone hills lays a crystal blue river. The river is so clean and so beautiful, that many times, a person can see straight to the bottom of it. Downstream, a lake that holds world records for Black Bass has been dammed and has become a favorite local tourist attraction. But upstream from the lake is where most people like to live, on the banks of the river. It’s much more peaceful there, and away from any crazy tourists.

Emily Banks and her parents owned one such property. That is, they owned twenty acres of land; ten of them covered in cedar and shrub, and the other ten part of the riverbed, which did fill up occasionally during floods. They had a nice, custom-built country home secluded behind some trees that could warm anybody’s heart just looking at it, and even a small horse barn. At the water’s edge, a small, floating dock was anchored, and a little johnboat was tied off to it.

Those riverfront properties never came cheap, however, and most people couldn’t afford such a plot of land. Emily’s parents, before they retired, were high-ranking executives at an extremely popular company in a nearby city. They grew tired of the city life, however, and when Emily turned seventeen, they decided they’d had enough of living around people.

The three of them were not unfamiliar with the country life, though, as the couple had grown up together in a small farm town, and also owned horses and boarded them while they lived in the city. Because of this, Emily had the best of both worlds, and she was fine with either. If she was going to be put in the country, she’d put her straw hat and boots on smiling, and she did.

A year later, Emily became eighteen, and the summer of freedom, the post-graduation summer, had swept the hills with the sun shining so brightly every day, no clouds to be seen. The lake this time of year was abuzz with idiot boaters, and law enforcement was always working on accidents there. But upriver, life remained the same as it always was. The river flowed quietly across smooth rocks and natural carvings of limestone. There was never an obnoxious sound to be heard, except the occasional prop plane landing at the lake airfield.

There was no doubt summer doubled the beauty of the Texas hills, but the consequence that every summer brought with it was drought. The river would become so low at times that the floating docks lay on dry gravel like an old, broken down fence, and public boat ramps would become small roads that led nowhere. It was those times of year when the river depth at the Banks’ property was only six feet. Those times of the year were also Emily’s favorite riding time.

Emily’s favorite time consumer, besides going into the nearby town to hang out with friends, was to ride her horse, Pepper, along the dry riverbanks, many of which had become small beaches. Across the water and downstream from her place was the River Tavern, a hot spot for Independence Day and things like that. It had a bar, grill, beach, boat ramp, and even a stage for the rare occasion a band would play there. The River Tavern was very old and kartal escort bayan in need of repairs, however, and though Emily had seen it bustling with tourists for her previous summer, the current summer was dead. She’d heard from a friend rumor that the owner had shut it down for a year to rebuild a lot of it, including the boat ramp.

One sunny day in June, Emily’s friend Jennie came over to ride horses with her. The two decided that their chosen route would include crossing the river and checking out the tavern. So, without any hesitation, the two girls headed downstream on their horses, chatting away, enjoying the sunny day. They had expected to find the tavern deserted, except for maybe the owner, but what they found was a surprise. As they slowly and cautiously approached the cove of the boat ramp, they saw the silhouettes of two cowboys, digging with shovels. They seemed to be working hard, and the closer the girls got, the more they realized how muscular and sweat-covered the boys were. The girls giggled and became excited, hoping they might get a nice double take of eye candy.

“Hey! Looky there” Cody stopped Wyatt by grabbing his shoveling arm, and pointed at the approaching cowgirls.

“What about um?” Wyatt answered as he continued shoveling.

“Maybe we’ve found you a woman!” Cody answered excitedly as he wiped sweat from his forehead.

“Dammit, Cody! Every time you see a woman on a horse, you think she’s for me.”

“Well, shit man, every time I point one out for you, you say it ain’t her. I’m just sayin’ that maybe you should stick up for yourself sometimes. You ain’t got enough confidence to getchya some.”

“Shit, Cody!” Wyatt threw down his shovel and took a sip of water from a nearby jug, “I’m sick of this. You always call me a pussy for not gettin’ any pussy. I’ve gotta problem, man; I’m just damn shy. You know that…”

Cody cupped Wyatt’s mouth to silence him and whispered, “Here they come. I want you to act suave, like a cowboy should. Think cool; think, um, George Strait!”

“I can do George Strait.”

“Well quit tellin’ me and do it. Shhh! Act natural.” Cody straightened up and the two boys quickly dusted each other off and turned towards the girls, who were stopped in the shallow water just in front of them. Wyatt was frozen with a shy fear and just stood there with the cheesiest grin; he resembled one of those carved Indians that stand in front of store doors to greet customers. Cody also had a cheesy smile, but he was able to speak as he walked up to the side of Jennie’s horse, “Howdy, ladies! How can I help y’all?”

There was a reason that Wyatt had frozen up as he did, and it was because he was pleasantly surprised by the two ladies who had just ridden into his life. Even though he was petrified and not talking, he certainly thought to himself that they were both beautiful things, especially the blonde. Emily was the blonde, or dirty blonde to be exact. She wore a stylish straw cowgirl hat, and her golden hair shimmered so well in the untamed sunlight. Her green eyes and her full, red lips highlighted a beautiful face. A short-sleeved, red-plaid maltepe escort bayan western shirt covered her body, but revealed some cleavage where it was unbuttoned at the top. She also wore tight, dark, blue jeans and brown boots. Wyatt found himself much more attracted to Emily, but did give Jennie some credit for being sexy, too. Jennie had brown hair and blue eyes, and she wore a similar straw hat. The girls obviously shopped together and enjoyed the same styles, because Jennie’s shirt was a blue version of Emily’s, and everything else she wore was the same.

Jennie looked at Emily and rolled her eyes in response to Cody’s not-so-hot, cliché greeting. Then, she turned back to Cody and answered, “Is that all you got, fella? My dog can come on better than that.”

Cody was so embarrassed that his face turned bright red as he searched for a clever response, but he remained speechless and stuttering.

“Jennie!” Emily said. The girls started laughing and Emily continued, “Don’t mind her, sir. She’s a bitch.” Jennie giggled. Both of the ladies were acting a little goofy because they’d found two handsome cowboys, sexy as ever, working in the hot sun. The boys could be mistaken as twins from afar, because they were dressed in matching outfits. Cody had brown hair, but it was a buzz cut and didn’t fit him very well. Maybe that’s why he wore a straw hat. His brown eyes seemed to match the shade of his hair perfectly. To a woman, he was very sexy; slender all over, with muscular arms, real six-pack abs, and a sleeveless, white shirt to display it all. He wore blue jeans, which displayed his cute butt very well. He wore brown working boots, and was covered in a film of limestone dust and dirt.

“What’s with stiffo over there?” Jennie pointed to Wyatt. Wyatt was dazed away, almost drooling. His hat shaded his face and hazel eyes, and he had an identical body to that of Cody, except he was a little shorter. His hairstyle was much longer and wavier, too, which made his brown hair a sexier look than Cody’s buzz cut.

Cody, after losing his pride said, “Oh, nothing, he’s just shy.”

“A shy one, eh?” Jennie laughed.

“Ladies,” Cody announced as he swallowed a lump in his throat, “I’m sorry, but we don’t have all day. Is there something I or my bud Wyatt can help you with?”

Before Jennie could smart off again, Emily answered, “Yeah. We were wondering what exactly y’all are doing.”

“Oh, the owner of this place hired us to help him update it. Right now we’re smoothing the way for the new boat ramp” Cody said.

“That’s neat,” Emily responded, “but how does he know y’all?” “We’re just some friends of his, looking for something to do.”

“How old are y’all?”

“Well, I’m twenty one, and Wyatt’s twenty. Why?”

“We’re just curious, that’s all” Emily blushed a little because she didn’t plan to ask that question, it just slipped out.

“What about y’all?” Cody asked out of fairness.

“We’re both eighteen.”

Cody became more aroused and said, “Nice.”

“Y’all know of anything fun to do around here?”

Cody thought for a minute, and remembered that they pendik escort bayan were having a private party in the tavern that night with some friends. There’d be barbeque, beer, and dancing, but he wasn’t sure if he should invite teenagers. But then, after studying each girl’s sunlit cleavage, he decided that he’d invite them, “Yeah! In fact we’re having a big dance tonight with a bunch of our friends here. Why don’t y’all c’mon over tonight?”

“Hey, that sounds like a great idea! Thanks, we’ll be there.”

Emily started blushing again, but then realized that Jennie had dismounted her horse. She looked over at Wyatt, where Jenny was snapping fingers in his face. Wyatt remained still, not even blinking. He truly was dazed. “Damn this guy’s good” Jennie said. Then, she pushed at his arms a little, and he seemed to lean some, but his feet stayed in their place.

An evil grin came across Jennie’s face, and then she began to move her hands up and down his muscular chest. She even lifted his shirt and rubbed his nipples a little, with no reaction. “What the fuck’s wrong with him?” Jennie’s curiosity took over and her hands made their way to Wyatt’s crotch. Both Emily and Cody looked shocked at her action, both with their mouths dropped. She began to cup his crotch, feeling around his jeans for his cock and balls. She quickly found his cock, as it had become petrified like him, and she said, “Well, he ain’t dead. That’s for damn sure.”

Just as Jennie had began to rub all over Wyatt’s crotch, Cody snapped back to reality, grabbed his shovel and said, “Okay, we’ve got to get back to work now. We’ll see you ladies tonight.” Cody tried to place a shovel in Wyatt’s hands, but it just fell to the ground. Cody bravely guided Jennie back to her horse, and she re-mounted without a scene. Before the girls could say anything, Cody whipped back to work.

As the girls rode off, Emily told Cody, “Tell your friend when he wakes up that he’s got a dance partner. I think he’s cute.”

“Will do!” Cody waved back. When the girls had returned to the Banks’ property and gone far from sight, Cody stopped working again and said, “Dude! That was fucking awesome! Hey, they’re gone you can snap out of it.”

Just as Cody began to think that he would receive no answer from Wyatt, Wyatt said, “I know, wasn’t it?”

Cody was a bit scared when Wyatt finally spoke, and jumped back when he heard him. “What the fuck happened to you, dude?”

“I don’t know, I just zoned out.”

“Well, do you know what happened?”

“Yeah, I came back to reality right as that brunette started rubbing my nipples.”

“Well, you suck at George Strait, but damn you’re a good mime.”

Wyatt laughed as he sat down, “I wonder how far she would’ve gone if you hadn’t of stopped her.”

“No tellin’.”

“Then why’d you fuckin’ stop her?”

“Well, just think of it as protection, man. What if a damn police boat came up the river or something, and saw this chick sucking away at your dick, and the two of us watching. Or what if Ron came down here to check on our progress only to find us fucking the shit out of those chicks.”

“Well, one thing’s for sure, I wouldn’t of minded the brunette doing it, but I was certainly much more attracted to the blonde one.”

“Good, because that’s who you’re gonna date tonight. The brunette is too strong of a woman for you.”

“Man, fuck you! But okay, I like the blonde better.”

“Done deal. Now let’s get back to work before we start thinking about them chicks again.”

“Yeah.”

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Chapter 6 – Realizing love. A secret or two revealed

“This isn’t turning out quite the way I thought it would,” Jim mused to his best friends. The way he expressed the sentence, anyone could tell that he was happy.

Matt nodded in agreement.

Bob asked, “What do you mean?”

Jim started, “Well, I thought I’d set this goal of fucking ‘Sheila the Ice Princess,’ I’d fuck her maybe a few times, and then I’d forget her so to speak. Instead, I’ve fallen in love with her … and with Monica and Zoey, and I’ve gotten to fuck Zoey too, except I don’t feel it’s all lust … I like the term making love. There’s Alice too; I love her.”

Bob put his palm up to the others, a signal that he had something profound to say, “Pleasure without conscience is one of the great social sins according to Gandhi. You have always been a principled person. I never thought you’d just fuck her and forget her, although even I am surprised by how I am feeling too. I’ve never felt this way about anybody before, and now I feel all mushy towards four of them at the same time. If I were to tell this to someone on the ‘outside’ of our group, they’d think I just stepped off of a spaceship and was an alien. We’re only supposed to like one person, and only one person is supposed to really like us – I mean with sex and everything.”

Matt said, “I think we need to do something special for all of them – I mean really special that forms some kind of commitment deeper than just showing up occasionally. I’m worried that they’ll think all we want from them is the sex.”

Jim said, “Good idea. Let’s put that on the front burner, particularly after Monica gets back from vacationing with her parents. In the meantime, let’s pick up dinner and get over to Alice’s apartment. I texted the address to Zoey and Sheila.”

When the three men walked into Alice’s apartment they found Alice and Zoey talking on the sofa. They’d not met before, but Zoey arrived earlier and introduced herself to Alice. They seemed to be hitting it off, although the level of conversation wasn’t too deep at that point.

Jim laid out dinner and place settings on Alice’s small kitchen table and gathered the chairs around it for the six of them. His familiarity with Alice’s apartment wasn’t lost on Zoey; however, she didn’t say anything about it. About the time he finished Sheila arrived. Bob introduced her to Alice, and they all migrated to the kitchen to eat. Matt called it refueling.

The dinner conversation mostly revolved around the various jobs people had, with a tilt towards the girls learning more about Alice. The gorilla in the room did not come up, specifically how the plan to have sex in Alice’s apartment would play out.

Sheila asked in the general direction of the three men, “How’d you come to know Alice?”

The guys looked to Matt. He laughed, “Alice – or Aunt Alice as she’s known in my family – is not a relative, but was a best friend of my real Aunt Amy – my mother’s younger sister. They were always together when they came to visit since both Amy and Alice’s families are on the west coast. Amy moved back home, but Aunt Alice stayed in touch as a pseudo-family member that we always involve her on special holidays. Since she’s closer in age to me than my parents, I sort of adopted her as someone I could turn to once in a while, and I introduced Bob and Jim to her too. She was like my big sister and is loaded with wisdom. My younger sister visits her too, although Alice and I are much closer.”

Jim and Bob both crossed their fingers and hoped that there would be no follow-up question, but there was.

Sheila pushed a little more. She turned to Alice, “So you advised Matt and the others on various parts of their lives?”

Alice smiled. I think she knew where the discussion was going. “Yes, on and off, but the tempo picked up recently.”

Sheila dove deeper, “About their dating Monica, Zoey, and me?” There it was. The men each cringed inside but tried to look cool on the outside.

Alice nodded, “These three guys are infatuated with you three. I happen to think it’s sterling that they feel that way, and that you are responding in kind.” She smiled warmly at the women.

Sheila turned to Jim, “So you told her about everything we’ve done?” There was a tone of disapproval in her voice, as though he’d done a bad thing.

Jim blanched. “Errr, sort of. Yes.”

Bob stepped in, “Sheila – and Zoey, we’re not as confident as we have let on about how to date you, let alone date all three of you at once. We wanted the relationships to grow and thrive, but weren’t always sure how to make that happen. Alice helped us. She’s experienced and cool with everything going on with us, including our sharing.”

In a complete shift of tone and demeanor, Sheila smiled at Alice, “Since your advice seems to be working I’m glad. Would you be up for advising the three women in this mix as well? I mean we have a lot of questions about how to behave going forward atakent escort bayan and what to say to other people about this craziness.” She waved her hand around the room at everyone.

Alice nodded, now not sure where things were going.

Zoey had been quiet but observing the guys and Alice in the interchange. She put her hand on Sheila’s arm to thwart further questioning. She said, “Let’s put the dishes and food away. There’s another agenda item we’re here for.”

Sheila nodded and they all pitched in to help put things away. Jim noted that Sheila was not through with the discussion; it had only been tabled for the time being.

Matt whispered to Jim, “How’s this going to work?”

Jim turned to the group. “This needn’t be awkward at this point. Alice knows why we’re here, and wishes to help in the imbalance between men and women. She has her bed – a lovely king-size bed, a twin in her guest room, and of course there’s the living room sofa.”

Everyone was paying rapt attention to Jim’s comments. As he talked about Alice ‘helping’ he checked with Zoey and Sheila to see if they reacted. The implication about sex with Alice was there, but it hadn’t been stated explicitly. Neither woman seemed to realize that Alice would be participating.

He reached in his left pocket and pulled out three slips of paper. “I hope this is acceptable to get us started. I have in my left hand the names of we three men. I propose that each girl draw a name, and we start there. I’m sorry if this appears too mechanical and unromantic, but on future visits maybe we can all just go with the flow.”

Sheila laughed, “I expected nothing less from my nerdy, computer jock of a boyfriend.” She stepped forward and pulled one of the folded pieces of paper from his hand. She turned to Matt, “I win you, but I also win the big bed – if that’s OK with Alice. I promise we’ll change the linens later.”

Alice nodded, and gestured that the pair should head to her bedroom. As they started in that direction, Alice said, “You don’t need to change the linens unless you make a really big mess. I love the smell of sex.”

Sheila’s eyebrows rotated up in her head, however, she just smiled back at Alice.

Jim gestured to Zoey, who came over to Jim and pulled a slip of paper from his hand. “I win you Jim. Where would you like to be?”

Alice asked in a soft tone, “Are you a bit of an exhibitionist? If so, you can stay out here with Bob and me. We’ll join you. We can put on a show for each other.”

Zoey jerked to a highly alert status. “You’ll … you’ll have sex too.” She looked towards where Sheila might have heard, but she’d already left the room and didn’t hear the remark.

Alice and Bob nodded.

Zoey had obviously missed the implications of the ‘helping’ reference. Zoey said, “Oh, I guess that’s all right … and yes, I’m becoming more of an exhibitionist every day with this crew. I just never got my thinking far enough into what the extra guy would do … or what Alice would do. Duh. Sort of obvious, right?”

After she saw the two of them glance at each other, Zoey probed, “You’ve had sex before?”

Alice and Bob nodded.

“Alice – with all the men?”

Alice nodded.

“At the same time?”

Alice continued to nod.

“Was that part of how you were helping them date us?”

Alice nodded and explained, “I was trying to slow down their hormones so they wouldn’t jump all over your bodies when they got near you.”

Bob offered in a defensive tone, “It worked. We were much more calm and careful in our progression with you. We went at your pace, not ours.”

Zoey said, “Why?”

Alice said in a low tone, “When the men first came to me for advice, they labeled you all ‘ice princesses.’ Please don’t be offended or mad at them. This was what they thought. They said that wasn’t a secret, and that you knew you carried that reputation.”

Zoey nodded. “We did, but we’d set out at the start of the summer to change.”

That piece of news caught Jim and Bob by surprise. The women had wanted to change, had wanted relationships, and perhaps had wanted the kind of sex that seemed evident in The Circle.

Alice went on, “Well, they didn’t know of your intent. I had grown up as an ice princess, so I knew how you thought and how you might try to change. I went through a similar transformation at about the same time in my life as you’re at – right after college.”

Bob said, “I never knew that about you.”

Alice ignored Bob’s comment. “The one thing that helped me along in my change from icy to … well, slut, if you will, was slow deliberate change. I had a boyfriend at the time, lord knows why he stayed with me, but he took things nice and slow as we moved from our friendship to kissing to making out to petting to breast play to oral sex to intercourse and beyond … way beyond. We crawled around the bases if you know the baseball-sex analogy.”

Alice beykent escort bayan continued, “He hung in there with me, and coaxed me through the transition. Maybe I overcompensated, but I kept going. I loved sex – got so I craved it. I also liked the feeling of having significant relationships with more than one man at a time. I got into group sex, and hence I understand the feelings and motivations that go with that landscape too. I can imagine that part of you feels a little unsettled about now.”

Zoey was nodding the entire time. Bob also paid close attention to Alice’s comments.

Alice added a bit more before stopping, “More than once I found myself with a girlfriend when we were having sex with our dates. As you must know by now, men need some recovery time between pleasing us with orgasms. Girls don’t, and so we slowly started to discover that it was also fun to be bisexual – and it could be just as romantic. We weren’t lesbians, but we sure broadened our horizons.”

Zoey asked, “Did you ever feel guilty?”

Alice laughed, “All the time back then. I’d been raised to be a ‘good girl,’ and to not think about sex because it was something we just didn’t talk about. My parents and the others around me put a real stigma on anything related to sex. Given their relationship I thought that dishonor also applied to love, but I couldn’t understand how so many other people were striving for love and having sex with wild abandon with no guilt at all.”

Alice continued, “In my mid-twenties I fell in with a group of about ten other people and we formed a polyamorous group. We all loved each other freely and without reservation. Some of the guys were even bisexual. After a couple of years it broke apart because some of the magnetic members had to move away. It was a great experience, and taught me a lot about group love affairs – and loving both multiple men and multiple women. Let me assure you that you are on a track that will make you feel good all the time. Come and let’s talk anytime you want, and I’ll help you get over the hurdles you feel you’re facing.”

Alice stepped in front of Zoey. She cupped her face in her hands and kissed her, tenderly and lightly at first, but then with increasing zeal. Zoey kissed back.

Zoey whispered but we could all hear her, “I do need your help to get past some of the guilt. I’m a good girl too … and so are Sheila and Monica. Will you help us? We don’t want to be ice princesses.”

“I will, and so will the men. They may not realize it or vocalize it, but they love you three dearly. I’m hoping they see me in that halo of affection too.”

Bob quickly said, “Alice, we do. We’ve always wanted you included. We all love you.”

Alice looked at him in a dreamy way. “Then come and make love to me. Let’s all make love to each other. We’ll involve the others soon enough.” She gestured towards the bedroom where Sheila and Matt were fucking.

Bob wrapped Alice in his arms and kissed her. Jim captured Zoey’s attention, and soon they were also kissing with renewed passion.

Clothes disappeared, and mouths went to breasts, cunts, and cocks. Shortly after that, the cocks penetrated the vaginas, and the moaning and serious fucking began.

Partway through the parallel, side-by-side fucks on Alice’s sofa, Sheila and Matt appeared.

Sheila exclaimed, “Holy shit. Bob, you’re fucking Alice! What the fuck!” Each word seemed to get angrier.

Before he could respond, Zoey jumped in, “Sheila, it’s good. It’s cool. Come and join us. We’ll explain after we’re through. Alice is joining our circle, I think, and that’s a good thing for all of us.”

Sheila looked skeptical again, but slowly came deeper into the living room holding hands with Matt. As they neared the two pairs of lovers, Matt leaned down and kissed Alice, and then urged her on with Bob.

Sheila watched the intimate kiss between Matt and a woman with another man’s cock in her pussy. They all seemed so loving and caring.

Matt and Sheila snuggled into a large armchair, her nude body draped over his. They watched their partners working hard towards their orgasms, and even applauded when the last cum shot blasted into a pussy.

Zoey and Alice then talked to Sheila about Alice’s past and her involvement with the men in the past. Sheila listened with a careful ear, but seemed favorably impressed with the new friend. The three men listened too, but knew that these moments were between the women.

The second round of fucking concluded with everyone on Alice’s large bed. Alice pushed Sheila’s legs apart and started to eat her wet pussy. As she did she hummed and made approving noises. Once or twice, she commented, “Oh, loads of good cum in here. Very good. Very good. You taste yummy.”

Sheila had never seen anyone mop up cum the way that Alice attended to her pussy. Zoey watched too, and wasn’t surprised when Alice moved to her next. She relaxed enough sefaköy escort bayan in the experience to have another orgasm.

To everyone’s surprise, including her own, Sheila put her head between Alice’s legs and started to lap and suck and lick. Even Alice, as experienced as she was, stopped and watched the neophyte slut clean up one of the messes the men had left.

When Alice was through, she went to Matt, and kissed him deeply, driving some of her collected fluids into his mouth. Jim and Bob’s kisses of the same ilk followed in turn.

Sheila and Zoey watched enthralled with the seemingly gross action. Sheila mumbled, “I should have saved some to share with everyone.”

When the kisses ended, Zoey asked, “Doesn’t that taste terrible? Is it gross?”

Alice smiled at her, “Is it? Have you tried it?”

Zoey shook her head. Alice moved to her and kissed her, their tongues dancing between them.

Zoey broke away, “I can sort of taste pussy, and a slightly musky flavor, but that’s about all.”

“Sorry, I’m out of juice,” Alice replied. She gestured to Sheila’s hot pussy box, “You might try to get a little more out of there. I’m sure there’s some left.”

Zoey looked shocked, but moved with tentative steps between her best friend’s legs, even pushing them up so Sheila’s pussy was maximally exposed. She then lowered her tongue and mouth to Sheila’s wet quim. Sheila jerked at the first contact, moaned softly, and slowly relaxed with joy at the cunnilingus from her best friend. Neither mentioned that the two of them had done this together the past two nights.

* * * * *

The car with Monica in it pulled into the driveway of her home on Friday afternoon. She’d texted Sheila and Zoey about an hour from home but got no reply. She got out of the back seat. Not to be missed was a large package of two-dozen roses on the front porch. Monica was surprised to find the roses were addressed to her.

She carried them inside to put them in a vase, and found the card inside: With love, Bob, Matt, Jim, Sheila, Zoey, and? The word ‘love’ had been underlined six times. She quickly hid the card, and wondered at the special attention to welcome her home. The thought of seeing her friends again warmed her heart, and had held her constant attention while on the trip with her parents.

Before she could go out to help unload her parent’s car, her cellphone beeped to indicate a text message. ‘Welcome home. We love you. We’re planning on picking you up at 6 for dinner and to get reacquainted. RSVP. Jim.’

She quickly texted back, ‘See you at 6,’ and then started to bring in the suitcases and boxes for her family. Six o’clock seemed so far away.

Monica had limited contact her friends about the progressing relationships. She was living in close quarters with her snoopy younger sister and parents, and there was no telling who might pick up her cellphone and read a text message or email that was meant to be private. She had talked to Zoey once in what turned out to be a revealing conversation, but nothing since.

She did see a few photos on Facebook with Sheila and Zoey at the lakefront beach with the guys over a week earlier. Their entries had been unusually nonexistent since, leaving Monica making up stories and creating fantasies about what was happening. If anything, her thinking had been much too conservative.

After some unpacking and squaring off with her family, Monica called Sheila. “I’m back, and missing everyone so much it hurts. I’ll never go away like this again. I’m positively aching to be with someone my own age – with people I choose.”

“Well, welcome back. We have a lot to share with you.”

“Tell me. Tell me.”

Sheila laughed and teased, “Not until tonight. Jim will pick you up, and you should tell the ‘rents that you might not be home until tomorrow morning. Officially, you’re sleeping over with me, so bring a little overnight kit. The rest of the news we have to tell you in person, or show you, so don’t even try to pry anything out of me. Don’t ask Zoey either.”

“You’re terrible. OK, I’ll see you in a couple of hours,” Monica chided. She wondered what could be that important that it had to wait until they were all together. She’d speculated to herself that the relationships with the three men had gotten deeper and more serious. She was certain that Sheila and Zoey had had sex with somebody. She was also puzzled by the implication that she was ‘officially’ sleeping at Sheila’s, when that may not be the case. She’d be sleeping somewhere else? With someone? One of the men? Someplace other than Sheila’s house?

Jim arrived promptly at six, rang the bell, and had a short conversation with Monica’s parents as she rushed to be ready for their ‘date.’ After having lived away at college and been totally independent for four years, she felt peculiar being back living in her parents’ home. She felt as though she were regressing not moving ahead with her own life and career. Thus, she’d told her mother that she would be with Sheila after her ‘date,’ probably overnight.

Once in the car and out of sight of Monica’s house, Jim pulled over to the side of the road and stopped. He pulled Monica to him gently, and the two shared a romantic kiss.

Jim said, “I’ve missed you a great deal. So have Matt and Bob. We can’t wait to be with you again.”

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I had been in the BDSM scene for only a year or so. My “booty call” at the time had gotten me into it and had made me his submissive slave. We weren’t going out exactly. We used each other for sex. It was great fun without the hassle of commitment or such things.

One day he texted me, “5pm cum 2 my house, wear sundress only no bra no panties.”

I got off of work and did as he said. I figured it was just going to be another one our hook ups. When I got there he was more than pleased with my sundress and how my DDDs breasts were so prominent. After a short conversation we started making out. Before going any further though, he stopped and told me to undress and go into the room. He had a surprise for me. This excited me so as a good little slave I did as he said without question. He came into the room with a duffle bag full of stuff.

He looked at me, “Do not speak. Do exactly as I tell you. Do you understand?” I nodded in understanding. This was a bit new but it was exciting all the same.

First he took an open ring gag and secured it around my head with a key lock. Then he secured an inflatable gag over the open gag the same as before. After the gags were on a posture collar was placed around my neck from under my chin to my collar bone which was also secured with a key lock. He began placing leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles that had cushion lining.

When these were well secured with locks he began tying my legs above the knees to below the knees as well as securing the rope beneath my knees to my ankle locks with more ropes. The cuffs around my wrists were then attached to the two bedposts at the foot of the bed with more rope.

Then I was sitting on my knees with my arms pulled backwards as I face the headboard of the bed. Facing me so I was bent over he began to insert a deflated inflatable plug into my ass. This kind of plug expands, vibrates and pulsates. He neither inflated it nor did he turn it on. Next he took an insert wireless vibrator and placed that inside my pussy. He hadn’t turned this on yet either.

Then he placed a chastity belt around my waist and between my legs securing it in the back with another key lock. To my surprise placed perfectly inside the part of the belt that goes between my legs was a clit vibrator and pulsating wireless stimulator. This was not turned on yet either.

After the belt was secured he placed a total of four bullets vibrators on my nipples, one on each side of each nipple like a sandwich taped down. To ensure more torturous pleasure he put a metal cup bra on me as he secured the leather straps with another key lock. It was doubly secured by him attaching ropes to the bra to the belt in both the front and the back and both sides.

Then attached the posture collar to the bra strap that went across my back and my chest. Just when I thought that he was done he placed a total blackout blindfold over my eyes securing it in the back with a key lock. Finally he put foam ear plugs in my ears and placed a set of noise cancelling head phones over my ears securing them all well to my collar.

Once my master was done assembling me as he so wished he started to touch me all over gently and tantalizingly. The first thing that happened was my gag started to inflated and it seemed to cut off any chance of making a sound. My mouth was filled with the expanded rubber. The only air now for me to breath would be through my nose. With my sight gone and no way to hear or to speak I had no idea what was coming next.

Soon I felt a pressure inside my ass. The plug started to expand and when I thought there was no way it could go anymore he continued to pump it. I felt like my ass was going to explode. Though I knew it could vibrate he didn’t start it yet and I didn’t know how much my ass could take.

Once the inflation stopped there was a long moment when nothing happened. Suddenly a low vibe started on my right nipple by one of the two vibes there. Then the left nipple started küçükçekmece escort to vibe. Next all four vibes were on and were increasing in vibrations.

I started to get very wet and wanted to move even though I was unable to. I yearned for more intensity and pressure. Just as I thought this was all I was going to be able to handle a vibration started on my clitoris. As that low vibe had started the vibes on my nipples started to all is at differed intensities and pulsations. My body was in a prison of torturous pleasure.

My mouth was filled to the max with a gag, I was blind and deaf, my nipples were stimulated to the max and now my clit was at a low vibe. Pleasure ran through my body as he increased the vibrators to about a medium then gave it random pulsations. As if I had told him no more he turned on the vibrator inside of my pussy. He started at a medium but quickly increased it to as high as it could go with even stronger sporadic pulsations. If I wasn’t already on my knees I would be now. My body was pulsating everywhere and was at what I thought was my maximum.

My master pushed me further as he started my plug to vibrate. All the intensities were increased bringing me to my climax right before I could reach it; he shut it off all the vibrations and pulsations. I slumped a bit in disappointment but couldn’t voice my objections.

What I did not know was that my master had arranged for a number of cameras set up in the room. I did not know of this because during the time he had blinded and deafened me he had his friends set it up. That was the other thing I did not know. It wasn’t just a few friends though. By the count he gave me later it was over one hundred different men. They were my coworkers, my family, my friends, his friends, his coworkers and his family. I would never know who was who though because of all them were wearing masks and most identifiable marks were concealed and mimicked on everyone else to disguise them better.

Finally when I thought it was my master who had pushed me off the bed still bound to the bed post by my hands and on my knees my inflated gag deflated. This excited me because it meant something else was happening. My gag was released but I still had the open ring gag on. Once I took a breath a long dick was pushed into my mouth. I went to move my head the way my master taught me and used my tongue to make him harder but his size seemed a bit off. I let him fuck my face as his need grew intense. Then he did something he had never done before, he came in my mouth unleashing his very large hot load of cum down my throat.

After being on the floor still facing outwards with my knees still tied and my mouth wide open. Suddenly one hand was on my head and another was pushing a dick in my mouth. I was forced to deep throat, making me gag constantly. After he came in my mouth just as vigorously as before it seemed to start again almost immediately after he dumped his second load I then started to realized that I wasn’t engaging with my master or just one other. This thought both scared and excited me.

At the time of the scene I had no idea of how many men was there nor who they were to any extent. Every dick I sucked came in my mouth and down my throat forcing me to swallow. I lost count of how many loads or dicks there possibly were.

At some point while sucking them all off all of my vibes were turned on. Just as one last load was forced down my throat all my vibes were cut off again.

I was once again gagged with the inflatable gag to an even more alarming size. I was put back up on the bed in my original position. Soon I felt the relief of the center part of my chastity belt being taken off. My plug and inserted vibrator stayed in place.

Next my vibrator was taken out as someone positioned themselves beneath me. After some light rubbing a dick was thrust into my pussy. As more thrusts came all of a sudden he stopped and bahçeşehir escort my nipples vibrated intensely as my plug deflated and was taken out.

I tried moaning but it was so hard to with the gag. A very cool substance was dripped into my ass. Then I felt a couple fingers exploring my ass and asshole. Next a very large, long and thick dick was thrust into me balls deep on the first thrust without reservations. The pain was intense for me but so wasn’t the pleasure. Soon a rhythm began as the man beneath me and the man above me fucked my ass and pussy so hard I came twice. My mouth gag deflated again and was taken off. Another dick was put in me in my mouth. I had no control as I was used like a filthy whore.

One after another each man came inside me. This worried me because my master had ordered me off of birth control months ago because it was against his beliefs. Now I could be carrying a stranger’s baby in my womb. I tried to scream and struggle away but the man who was fucking my mouth came in me. As that was happening new dicks were put inside of me. This continued and I was full of cum.

Then I thought I was done when a soft dick barely went into my ass and shot a full bladder full of piss but before it could be expelled my plug was inserted and pumped even more times than before. It was a new painful but pleasuring sensation. Then it happened again as a few dicks pissed down my throat. My open gag was taken off as the inflatable was put back on and inflated even more than before.

I assume the last of the men that could jack off and dump a load in my now upright pussy did so. Then I was plugged and my chastity belt was put on again. Now my holes mouth pussy and ass had all been cummed in and both my mouth and ass had been filled with piss multiple times. All of my insertions pussy plug, butt plugged and mouth gag were all expanded to the absolute highest degree.

I thought I was all finished since this had lasted hours with all the men fucking all my holes in so many positions but they kept all my bindings intact. I was wrong. They unbound my wrists from the bed and released my rope bindings securing my knees.

They pulled me up to my feet though I was very wobbly in the knees and led me blindly deafly and mutely to another room. I was disoriented since they roped my hands together behind my back and to my chastity belt. As I walked I felt very rough hands and soft hands rubbing my body. I was then tied to a pole as all my vibrations turned on full blast.

My body felt like it was going to burst from all the stimulation from all my holes. It even made me cry though with my mouth gagged and my eyes blindfolded no one could tell the difference. I then felt many hot streams of piss over me from head to toe. The putrid smell was unbearable. Next more hot loads of cum covered my body.

All of this was also videotaped in this new more open room. My vibes were turned off and I was unbound from the pole and forced to walk some more. I knew I was guided out of the house and what I believe was the back of a truck in the bed.

In the house I had been soaked from head to toe and now outside was exposed to the cold weather as the truck sped down the roads into the higher society part of town where all my peers would see and know me for what I was.

There was no sleep or rest for me. I was now going on twelve hours of this torturous humiliation and stimulations. While each man had been allowed to clean up I was not, and I was bound to a long pole in the middle of a very busy round about. I only found out later exactly where I was.

My master had arranged for a large sign to be placed above me that read, “THIS WHORE, CARLITA ROSALIN MORNING, HAS FUCKED OVER ONE HUNDRED MEN LAST NIGHT AND IS BOTH FILLED AND COVERED IN THEIR PISS AND CUM.”

I was left there until after lunch rush. By that time my employer had found out and fired me, my family disowned me, başakşehir escort and my master took control of my entire life. Before this I wasn’t a live in slave. Now I had no excuse and no one would hire me now.

When I was taken back to his place with just him now he led me to his couch to sit on a towel. He took off my gag and blind fold as well as the rest of my bindings but my chastity belt. Then, warning me to not touch myself but to stay still, he took off my bra and belt. Those two things made it possible for me to be in public legally since it covered more than a string bikini.

He told me I smelt like a slutty whore. I wanted to protest but he stopped me. “From now on you are mine. I have released you from your apartment lease, and have moved all of your things to a storage unit. Your car is now mine and is being kept at a friend’s house.” My collar was still on and my plugs were still in my ass and pussy. Then with a devious smile he asked “Do you need to go to the bathroom?”

My head nodded slightly, “Yes master,” I was in pain but remembered my place as his slave. “Please master, may I relieve myself?”

His smile had widen, “Yes you may. But you have a new place you will now relieve yourselves.” He got up and looked at me, “Get on your hands and knees. From now on this is how you will go around my house, unless I tell you otherwise.”

I was shocked. We had discussed this before, me becoming his pet slave at some point but I didn’t know this was his plan. I knew what I was, his little lone wolf bitch. This meant my new answers had to be barks, woofs and howls. I got on my hands and knees and barked lightly.

He led me to the back door. I didn’t expect to have to do my business out in the open. He didn’t have a privacy fence; in fact all he had was a chain link fence. I looked up at him.

He got serious, “You go outside or you don’t go at all. And if you have an accident you will have to lick it up to clean it up. You will also clean all your toys the same.” This did not seem to be what we had discussed but he had collard me just a weak previously as I pledged to be his slave doing all he said.

I crawled outside as he followed. First he pulled out my pussy plug after deflating it and then he deflated and pulled out my ass plug. Once he stepped away my ass and urethra exploded.

He finally said, “Are you done my filthy lone wolf bitch whore?”

I barked meaning yes.

He continued. “I have another surprise for you.”

He led me to a large glass box that was full of water. “This is where you will bathe from now on.” This was out in the open so everyone could see. Attached to all sides, even below, there were more cameras just as there were cameras in my area to relieve myself. I would no longer have privacy.

He began to explain, “You will be video tapped streaming online everyday all day. You will be working to live here. When you bathe I want you to play with yourself every time.” He motioned for me to get inside. It was freezing outside where we were and so was the water.

He watched me as I bathed but wouldn’t let me out until I spent fifteen minutes playing with a combination of my nipples pussy and ass. He told me instead of moaning I had to howl in pleasure.

He allowed me to walk back inside but as soon as I stepped inside I had to resume my wolf position. He dried me off with a towel and clamped on nipple clamps, and pussy clamps as well as he inserted the inflatable ass plug. He then inserted a wireless pussy vibrating plug and put my chastity belt on.

“You will not pleasure yourself though unless I tell you to you whore.” He put the metal bra back on and then set out two bowls on the ground. “One will be for your food and the other for your drink. I will choose every day what you will have. Today,” he pulled out a container of molded food that wasn’t recognizable and then pissed in my drinking bowl. “This is your meal. Then I will show you where to sleep. This isn’t’ a choice. You will eat.”

I whimpered and cringed. This was disgusting. I did as he bade. I threw up a few times as he made me eat that up as well. When I was done with that he led me to the garage where a dog cage was. It was too small for comfort.

“Until I feel you can be a proper dog you will sleep in here while I sleep and when I go to work.”

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*

Candy Broussard used her long fiberglass cane as she tapped down the trail.

“Paul wants you; he’s down by the pond,” Cindy had said.

Paul, Cindy and Pam had used the old bobcat to dig out the earth, then Paul used the rocks they ferreted out of the mounds of dirt and built a waterfall. Pumps in the pond kept the water aerated, kept the waterfall flowing.

He stocked the forty five by sixty foot pond with bass and trout and they delighted in fishing for them. Cindy was the best; she could fling her hook way out to the middle of the pond. Of course, they rarely caught any of them, and when they did, they were too small to eat.

Back at the house, Celine, Cindy and Pam were busy packing. Graduation was in two days and then they were moving back home, back to Bender, Louisiana. Paul had already sold eight of the ten acres,

on the ninth acre furthest from the house, he’d built apartments, four buildings. With the equipment he was able to borrow from the University. The materials he’d been able to buy for next to nothing; they were all discarded International-shipping crates. Then he made Cindy, Pam, Celine, and Candy managers of their own apartment buildings.

“Graduation present,” he smiled. “Hey, as long as there’s a university here in Monroe, y’all have a source of income.”

“God, I am so in love with him,” Candy said as she negotiated the path.

She could hear the waterfall and followed the sound.

“Over here,” she heard Paul say and she smiled wider.

He was sitting on the natural ‘bench’ he’d formed from a split log and a couple of rocks. She found the bench, then squealed as he grabbed the cane and pulled on it. She sat down next to him and he put his arm around her.

“Cindy said you wanted me,” she said.

“Yeah, yeah I do,” he said and lapsed into silence.

Actually, it had been Cindy he wanted. He used the money he’d made from the sales of the acres of land to build them the apartment complexes. With the sales of the equipment, the old bobcat he’d fixed up, the bulldozer he’d rescued from the scrap metal heap, and the grader he’d repaired, he’d bought an engagement ring and wedding ring set. The rest of the money, and the money from the sale of the house and barn and remaining acre, including the pond, had gone into a few high-interest bonds, to build them a house once they returned to Bender.

He came back from Ruston, Louisiana, rings in his pockets, and grabbed Cindy and dragged her, protesting that she was busy packing, down to the pond.

“Shut up,” he laughed and kissed her deeply, passionately.

He made her sit down on the bench then got down on one knee in front of her.

“Cindy, as much as I love Pam, and Candy, and Celine, and I do love them so very much,” Paul began. “There’s no one I love as much as I love you. Cindy, will you marry me?”

She sat, stunned, and then looked at the ring he held out to her. Then she looked back at his smiling face and shook her head no.

“No,” she finally whispered.

“Wait, what?” Paul asked, stunned; he’d never expected a refusal.

“No, Paul, I can’t,” she sobbed out.

“Baby, I love you, I’ve dreamed about this moment for as long as I’ve ever known you,” she sobbed as she held on to him tightly. “But as much, as much as I want you, Paul, Candy needs you. She needs you.”

Paul sat, stunned. She was telling him no. The woman that he fantasized about was telling him no, because her friend needed him.

“And that’s why I love you most of all,” he finally said.

“Paul, please, please ask Candy to marry you,” she begged. “I’ll do anything, anything you want; I’ll make love to you all the time, I’ll carry your babies, I’ll have your children, as many as you want, I want you, oh God I want you so bad! But as much as I want you, Candy’s the one that needs you.”

Finally, Paul nodded his head yes and kissed her softly.

“Okay,” he said. “You’re right.”

“You’ll do it?” she begged. “You’ll ask her?”

“yeah, I’ll ask her, but I swear to God, she says no, I’m coming after you!”

“She says no, I’ll marry you in a heartbeat,” Cindy promised.

“What happened?” Pam asked worriedly as Cindy lay face down on the large bed and sobbed, heartbroken.

Cindy loved Paul so much, absolutely adored the handsome young man. When they’d all gone down to New Orleans to help out with the hurricane relief effort, her heart had burst with pride watching him. She’d picked up a hammer and joined in the building effort. Pam and Candy and Celine had stayed with the wagon, preparing the meals, serving the workers, serving the wretched citizens of the devastated city. But she had hammered, and sawed and hoisted with the men, with Paul.

When she’d seen that gold ring, she knew her heart would explode in her chest. She wanted to scream ‘YES!’ at the top of her lungs.

“No,” she whispered.

Candy. Her best friend in the whole world. Candy was almost completely blind now, was struggling. She’d gone to some school for halkalı escort the blind, right down the road in Ruston, Louisiana, and had gained some independence, some confidence, but she had needs, challenges Cindy could never even imagine.

“Wait, what?” Candy asked, stunned. “Marry, what? Are you serious?”

Paul set his jaw tightly. If Candy told him no, he would just hurl the ring out into the middle of the pond and just give up on the Broussard Sisters altogether.

“Yes, Baby, yes, I’ll marry you,” Candy sobbed out and hugged him tightly.

Pam’s heart stopped beating as Cindy told her that Paul was asking Candy to marry him.

Pam loved him the most; couldn’t Paul see that? She loved him with all of her heart. She’d be a much better wife for him than Candy ever would be.

She’d learned how to work the bulldozer and the bobcat. She even learned how to use the backhoe when they were putting in the septic tanks for the apartment buildings. Candy just sat there, laughing and giggling and making stupid jokes. The only time Candy ever got on the bulldozer was when Paul pulled her up on it, and the slut spent more time wiggling on his crotch than actually learning how to use the heavy equipment.

Pam slid off of the bed and walked to the kitchen door, preparing to grab the car keys from the hook, when the door opened and an ecstatic Candy burst in.

“I hate you!” Pam screamed and punched Candy in her smiling face as hard as she could. “I fucking hate you!”

—-

Elaine kissed Charlie’s shoulder as he lay in their bed, snoring lightly.

“Hmm?” he asked, stretching slightly.

“Seven o’clock, Baby,” she said quietly. “Thought you might like a little supper before work.”

“Baby, I don’t go in until eleven,” he said, rolling over.

“Uh huh,” Elaine giggled lightly. “But after dinner…”

“Damn,” he laughed. “Then I’ll need another nap!”

“See why I woke you up at seven?” she giggled and kissed him.

“Damn, you sure are horny a lot lately, oh, son of a bitch!” Charlie said.

He sat up and looked at his hotly blushing wife.

“Elaine Ann Simmons LaPointe, are you pregnant again?” he asked.

“Yes!” she screamed happily. “Found out for sure today! Ten weeks!”

“Hot damn!” he laughed and hugged her tightly.

“You are happy, right?” she giggled happily. “Right? You do want another baby, right?”

“Baby, I want as many children as we can possibly have,” he assured her, unbuttoning her blouse.

“Uh uh, leave that be; what about dinner?” she giggled, playfully batting at his hands.

“Dinner can wait,” he growled, pulling her blouse off and grappling with her bra.

“Well, that’s how we got into this mess in the first place,” she laughed and tugged her bra off.

He lavished her breasts and nipples with his tongue and hands and she cradled his head to her breasts.

He pulled her skirt off and laughed happily when he saw that she wore no panties underneath the skirt. Then he was rolling on top of her and she groaned happily as he slipped into her wet pussy.

“Oh, Charlie,” she sighed.

—-

Bob wiped at the tears and congratulated Paul again, then hung up the telephone.

“What’s wrong?” Marie asked him.

“Nothing,” Bob choked out. “My boy, my boy’s getting married, that’s all.”

“He is?” Marie asked, elated.

“Yeah, he asked Candy, and she said yes,” Bob sobbed some more.

“Candy?” Marie asked, truly surprised. “But Bob, it’s Cindy he loves the most.”

“Yeah, well, that’s what I thought too, but he asked Candy,” Bob said.

Marie shook her head, confused. Bobby started crying and Marie bent over the crib to get the infant.

“Whew!” she exclaimed; she could smell a full diaper.

“Whew, boy, you ATE that?” Bob teased the wiggling infant.

“Worse,” Marie smiled as she carried him over to the changing table. “We FED him that.”

“Get Lysol!” Rebecca shrilled from the door.

“Shush, you,” Marie laughed. “yours didn’t smell any better.”

“Uh huh, Daddy says I was like flowers,” Rebecca said.

“Daddy fibbed,” Marie laughed. “Daddy’s a big fat fibber.”

—-

“Damn, Bobbi,” Jake complained as he lugged another suitcase to the foyer. “We’re going to be there what? Two whole days?”

“And?” she asked.

“What we need all them clothes for?” Jake complained.

“There’s the luncheon, then the social,” Bobbi patiently explained. “Then on Friday is the graduation ceremony, and I’m sure we’ll go out to eat Thursday night.”

“Uh huh, whatever,” Jake said.

—-

Ed balanced TeddiAnn on his leg as she flipped through the channels. He sighed and lightly tickled the child.

“Nothing on,” he said.

“Nothing on,” she echoed.

“I saw ‘Steel Magnolias,'” Daphne said.

“Like I said, ‘nothing on,'” Ed teased.

“Nothing on,” TeddiAnn echoed.

“Put it back,” Daphne ordered.

“Hey, I saw the Golf Channel,” Ed countered. “But did I put that on?”

“Eddie, you hate golf,” Daphne laughed.

“Not beylikdüzü escort as much as I hate ‘Steel Magnolias,'” Ed countered.

“Put it on,” Daphne ordered.

“Fine, fine,” Ed grumbled and hit the buttons.

TeddiAnn looked up at Poppa and smiled when e smiled down at her. She reached up and patted his wrinkled face and he grabbed her hand and bit it playfully. She shrieked in laughter.

Daphne smiled and shook her head. She still remembered the day a skinny blonde had timidly knocked that he door of the condo.

“Yes?” Daphne asked the frightened looking girl.

“Um, is um, Mr. Baggett, he live here?” Missy mumbled.

Daphne’s eyes narrowed. This cute little girl had better not be a ‘fling’ of Big Eddie’s and the squirming little brat had better not be Big Eddie’s kid or Daphne would be wearing his balls for earrings.

“Who is it, oh hi Missy!” Ed said, coming up behind Daphne. “How are you doing? Come on in!”

“Here,” Missy said and thrust the squirming infant into Ed’s hands. “I thought I could do it, I thought I could take care of her, but I can’t. Tell Elizabeth I’m sorry.”

And then she was gone, leaving a stunned Ed Baggett holding the baby, leaving an enraged Daphne waiting for an explanation.

Elizabeth screamed when Ed called to let her know that Missy had just come by.

“Hold her there, don’t let her go, I’ll be right there,” Elizabeth screamed and hung up.

She ran out of her mother’s house and screeched down the driveway and raced to her father’s condominium.

“Where is she, did she have TeddiAnn with her?” Elizabeth demanded as she barged into the condo.

“Missy, no, Honey, I tried to tell you but you hung up on me,” Ed said. “She ran off right before I called you.”

“TeddiAnn?” Elizabeth cried out, face twisting up in heartbreak.

“She’s upstairs, Daphne’s giving her a bath, smelled like she hadn’t been bathed in weeks,” Ed said and Elizabeth ran up the stairs.

At first Elizabeth was outraged that Ed and Daphne insisted on keeping the infant, rather than give TeddiAnn to her. Finally, common sense prevailed. School had been hard enough without the distraction of caring for the baby, and that had been with Missy helping. There was no way she could go to school, take care of a baby, and maintain a passing grade point average by herself.

“But I’ll come visit you every chance I get,” Elizabeth promised the baby.

Ed paid an investigator nearly ten thousand dollars to track Missy Webber down, but the trail ran cold in Fort Walton Beach, Florida. After six months, Ed called the search off and told Marie Robichaux to file the papers for the adoption.

Chapter 92

Pam drove her Toyota south. Tears of rage streamed down her face.

It was just so unfair. Why did Candy get to marry Paul? Was it because she was prettier and more outgoing? Was it because she was a blonde? Was it because she had a Mom and Dad?

She didn’t really think that was the reason; she was just cataloging all the things that Candy had that she didn’t.

—-

“Wow,” Paul said when he came in from the barn and saw Candy’s swollen eye for the first time. “That’s going to be a beauty.”

“Hold still,” Celine ordered as he pressed the ice pack against the eye again.

“But it hurts!” Candy whined.

“Pam hit her when she found out about the engagement,” Cindy explained quietly.

“That’s an odd way of saying ‘congratulations,'” Paul joked, trying to make light of the situation.

“It’s not funny, Paul,” Cindy said.

“I know it’s not,” he said. “Where is she?”

“Took off,” Celine said. “Candy, hold still!”

“Let me call her,” Paul said and hit the speed dial number on his cell phone.

“Hi, this is Pam Broussard,” Pam’s cheerful voice came up. “When you hear the beep, you know what to do. If you don’t know what to do, here’s a clue; start talking!”

“Call me,” Paul said and hung up.

“Congratulations,” Celine said quietly, smiling up at Paul.

“Thanks,” he smiled back and took the ice pack from her hand and pressed it to his fiancé’s eye.

Celine grabbed Cindy’s hand and wordlessly dragged the red head to the downstairs bedroom.

“I am so happy that Paul is going to marry Candy,” Celine enthused.

“Yeah, me too,” Cindy said listlessly.

“Cindy, I was so afraid he would want you, want to marry you,” Celine went on.

“Yeah, well, he made his choice, Cindy said.

“Cindy, I have a confession,” Celine bubbled.

“A what?” Cindy asked.

“You remember the first day we met?” Celine asked. “You came into the dorm room and Paul carried in your suitcase, and you started putting your stuff away and Paul had to leave to help Pam and Candy? And I was looking at you and I said to myself, ‘Well, can’t hide it any longer, I’m gay,’ ’cause the minute I saw you I knew I was in love with you.”

“Wait, what?” Cindy asked, shocked.

“Cindy, I love you,” Celine said simply. “I’m in love with you; I’d been denying my homosexuality all this time, you know? esenyurt escort I mean, I’ve been telling myself, ‘it’ll pass, you just haven’t found the right guy yet,’ or ‘you’re bi, that’s all, you’re not really gay,’ but then when I saw you…”

“But, but, you make love with Paul, and I’ve seen you orgasm when y’all make love,” Cindy argued.

“And I like sex with Paul, but it’s just sex, it doesn’t mean anything to me, it’s just a way to get off,” Celine countered. “But with you, Cindy, with you, its love. It’s making love.”

“Celine, I uh,” Cindy stammered.

“I went on-line, and in Massachusetts, they’re talking about passing a same-sex marriage bill, making it legal for same-sex couples to get married, we could get married just like Candy and Paul,” Celine went on. “And I was reading it and thinking ‘oh God, if Cindy and I could get married! It would be so beautiful!'”

“Great, just great,” Cindy thought to herself and couldn’t help but giggle.

Twice in one day. Twice in one day someone was asking her to marry him or her.

“I mean, I didn’t buy you a ring, ’cause I just knew that Paul was going to ask you and I knew I could never compete with Paul, but believe me,” Celine continued babbling.

She got down on one knee in front of Cindy.

“Cindy Broussard, will you marry me? We’ll fly up to Massachusetts and file for a marriage license and…” Celine asked.

“Celine, I love you, love you so very much,” Cindy said and pulled the small Asian American up to her feet. “But I’m not, I can’t marry you; I’m too much in love with Paul…”

“But he is marrying someone else!” Celine protested.

“And I’m too much in love with Candy,” Cindy said.

Celine looked into the warm brown eyes that sought her own eyes for understanding. Finally tears began to spill out of her black eyes, but she nodded her head yes.

“Fine, fine. Fucking bitch,” Celine hissed angrily.

“Please Celine, what about,” Cindy protested.

“Uh huh, I fucking poured my heart out to you, fucking bitch!” Celine screamed, shoved Cindy with all of her might, and ran out of the bedroom.

A moment later, Cindy heard the front door slam. A car engine started up then race away.

—-

“Oh God, here come those neighbors,” Dick teased as Charlie, Elaine, Charles the Third, ‘Trey,’ and Richard trooped across the street.

“Oh no, not those LaPointes again,” Carmen asked.

“Yep, ‘fraid so,” Dick said and opened the door for them.

He held out his hands for Richard, his namesake as Carmen yanked Trey out of Charlie’s hands.

“Okay, thanks for coming over, see you, bye,” Dick said and made to shut the door on Charlie and Elaine.

“Wait, wait!” Elaine giggled and pushed her way into the house.

“Yeah, we got something to tell y’all,” Charlie laughed and entered behind his wife.

“Yeah, y’all are going to want to sit down for this,” Elaine warned.

“Is that my boy?” Elise asked as she came bounding down the stairs.

“”Uh huh, Nana,” Elaine said as Elise kissed her godchild, Trey.

“Oh God, let me guess,” Carmen said.

Mom, Dad,” Elaine started.

She’d started calling Dick ‘Dad’ just before her wedding to Charlie. Elise called him Dad too.

“You’re pregnant,” Carmen interrupted.

“Yes!” Elaine screamed and burst into elated giggles. “Ten weeks!”

“You do know what causes that, right?” Dick asked Charlie as he shook the man’s hand in congratulations.

“Uh huh, I am a doctor, remember?” Charlie laughed.

“Yep, something in the air,” Dick said.

“Uh huh,” Charlie smirked, waiting for the inevitable punch line.

“Yes, her feet,” Dick said and Elaine slapped his arm.

“Name this one after me?” Elise begged.

“If it’s a girl, we’re naming it Carmen; y’all already know that,” Elaine informed her audience.

“But if it’s a boy we’ll name it after you,” Charlie told his sister in law, earning himself a punch.

“No, if it’s a boy, y’all remember Teddy? That boy that went to school with me, the one that died in the fire?” Elaine said. “If it’s ANOTHER boy, we’re going to name him Teddy.”

—-

Am exhausted Pam turned off of Highway 19 onto Cort Street, driving to the place she felt safest, most loved.

“Pam, what on earth?” Bobbi said when Pam staggered into the living room. “Candy and Cindy and Paul are worried sidk about you!”

Pam burst into heart wrenching sobs and Bobbi held the girl tightly.

“Make that cocoa?” Jake asked and Bobbi nodded her head yes.

“And I hit her and told her I hate her and I’m so sorry and I’ll never be able to look at her again,” Pam sobbed as Bobbi held her.

“Baby, she’s worried about you,” Bobbi said quietly.

Jake pointed to the mug on the left; it held the dissolved sleeping tablet.

“I don’t think she even remembers you hitting her, or saying you hate her,” Bobbi went on and handed Pam the doctored cocoa.

“And I love her so much and I don’t even know why I got so mad; I should be all happy for her and stuff,” Pam sobbed.

Jake went into the bedroom and called Paul, told a very relieved Paul that Pam had arrived home, safe and sound but worn out.

Bobbi escorted the now lethargic girl down the hall to the bedroom that she and Candy shared and sat the girl down on the bed. Bobbi opened the chest of drawers and pulled out Pam’s favorite sleep shirt, the ‘Robichaux’ tee shirt that Paul had given to her.

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My name is Jade; I am a 23-yr. Old white female. I have shoulder length black hair and light green eyes. I must admit that I am a very pretty girl, A bit more sexy than sweet. I have the body of a whore and the face of an angel. I use both to my advantage. Let us just say that I am an experimental type. I have a 38D chest, with large light pink areola’s and slightly darker sensitive nipples. I can cum from just having my nipples played with. Hmmm, sorry drifted off there in fantasy a moment. I am not a skinny girl, my waist is a 32, and I am thick in a good way. I have great muscle tone, and I look healthy. I have bedroom eyes, I am told often that I look like I am about to be fucked or just had been.

Often, that is not very far from the truth. Some might call me a slut or a whore, but at least I have fun. I am willing to look for the perfect fuck. I have money; I have everything I need, except for the perfect sex. Maybe I just like variety; I love having a different cock whenever I want to. Well, I love reading dirty stories, and I do of course pleasure myself often when I am reading them. I cannot lie and say I have never fucked while reading them either. It is so much fun because you can pretend to be in the stories. I am starting to feel a tingle in my cunt as I think of the stories I could write.

I remember when I first entered college. I was such a maslak escort sweet girl, or at least I looked the part. I always wore a skirt, plaid just like a good little catholic schoolgirl. Ha. I am not even Catholic. The reason I loved college was that no one knew me. No one realized that I would more than likely part my lips (either Pair) for any professor and most of the students. I do not discriminate between cock and pussy either. I love to be fucked by a long hard cock just as much as I love to have my tongue buried in another woman’s hot cunt. My high school had been a wonderful learning experience for me. By the time I graduated, I was revered. I knew how to do anything and everything, and enjoyed myself too. I gave the Principal a blowjob at our graduation ceremony; I had done to teacher’s lecturing all year.

My favorite part of High School was being a cheerleader. Our boys made all state in every sport. I was the reward. Hmmm, all those cocks. I remember walking into the locker room in my little skirt, skintight vest and nothing else. I smiled at all the boys, and coaches. I hoisted myself onto a table, smiled lewdly and asked who was first. The coach shoved his rock hard black cock in my mouth immediately. Let me tell you, this man had a beautiful cock, thick and long. He felt awesome sliding across my taksim escort bayan tongue and into my throat. I must admit, Black men are my top choice to fuck. I went to a mainly black High School, and I loved it. Black men were more dominating. I wanted to be FUCKED. Just taken, no asking just plain fucked.

After that game, I was. With the coach’s cock fucking my throat I had two other holes empty and two hands as well. I wanted all the cock I could take. I was moaning around that hard cock, trying to get more. Finally the quarter back laughed and shoved his long fingers in my wet pussy, “Aww, the slut’s ready for me so fast”, he laughed. I just pushed my wet pussy into his hand and ground down. I was a slut and I wanted more. Soon the quarterback’s long, thick black cock was pounding my pussy as I sucked off the coach and jacked off two linebackers. I was loving all these cocks standing at attention for me.

The entire team wasn’t black, there were a few white guys and I wanted their cocks just as badly. Black guys aren’t the only ones with great cocks; I’ve been with some really hung white men. I don’t know if having a large cock was a requirement to play sports at my high school, but I can tell you we wouldn’t have had to worry about it. Nearly all the guys regardless of race had over average cocks. escort beşiktaş Even the smaller guys never lacked for pussy though. Of course they all had great rhythm and knew how to eat great pussy. I was lying on that cold table with a black cock in my mouth and pussy and two white cocks in my hands. I was in heaven.

I did have one hole left and the black center noticed it. “Get off her a sec, lemme get at her tight white ass. You been fucked up that cute butt yet slut?” He asked me. “Hmm, Ahh….Nnnno…Hmm…Not yet. Please don’t make them stop fucking me…” I begged as all the cocks disappeared from me. They all laughed. The center just smiled and whipped out his 9-inch long thick cock and asked where I wanted it. I knew it would be too big for my virgin ass, and was glad he gave me a choice. “Ohhh…. Please stick that rock hard dick in my cunt. Fuck me with that black snake!” I cried out as my body spasmed. I needed to cum.

The team laughed as I begged them to fill me with cock, and finally I was picked up by the center and lowered onto his massive black cock. I came as soon as the head of that black cock hit my cunt lips. I knew I was about to be thoroughly fucked. And fucked hard. I could not wait. My big tits were in the center’s face and as he fucked his cock into my clenching pussy he licked and bit my nipples. I was moaning and squirming all over his hard cock and moaning continuously when suddenly someone grabbed my hips. I looked down and saw large black hands gripping my thighs, and without warning I was impaled fully on the center’s cock. I screamed in orgasm, I’d never been that full of cock before. There was a queer Pleasure/Pain thing going on. Much more pleasure than pain I assure you.

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Teaser is a small walled and gated private community like so many others scattered in and around all large cities. The difference lies in the fact that no one’s house has blinds and no one draws the curtains. It started as a nudist community but over the years voyeurs and exhibitionist have moved in and more than a few swingers.

That’s not to say that you would see an orgy on someone’s front lawn if you drove through. People tend to keep the decorum here as much as anywhere else except for the open drapes and the clothing optional rules. Both of which make for some mighty fine scenery.

Looking over a back fence might give you a surprise or two. I know it did for me. I was mowing my back lawn one Saturday morning when a curvaceous blonde popped up in the air over my neighbor’s fence. When she kept on popping up, I got curious and went to see what was going on.

I generally respect my neighbor’s privacy fence as just that; something for privacy but this young lady wasn’t my neighbor’s wife and someone that I had never seen before. She also rated a closer more concentrated look believe me. Okay, so I was being nosy and a dirty old man, I have the right at my age.

The blonde was on a trampoline and was poetry in motion. My eyes followed her up and down, from head to toes, covering the whole bare expanse in between. It was quite a spectacular view as she bounced and threw her arms and legs this way and that. My old fellow was starting to raise his head in very short order.

As I watched the blonde, things at the edge of my vision started to draw my attention. There were a dozen people scattered in and around the pool and most were busy in one way or another. My neighbor Bob was sitting on the side of the pool getting a blowjob from the cute little redhead that lived across the street. His wife Linda was on a chaise lounge getting fucked hard by a darkly tanned guy that I didn’t know.

A dark headed lady from down the street was on her knees, straddling the redhead’s husband. His dick was making a wet squishy sound as it moved in and out of the lady bouncing up and down on it. She had her lips wrapped around the thick dark shaft of another neighbor, whose name was Bill. From the way Bill’s hips were flexing back and forth, he sure seemed to be enjoying it.

Bill’s wife, a tall slender black woman, was sitting on the edge of the pool with a blonde female head buried between her wide spread legs. The blonde had short hair and looked like Connie from the next block down. All I could see was the back of her head and her upturned ass. I wished I were behind her just about now as my dick was rock hard and throbbing.

A tall slender man was sitting on a lawn chair watching the dark headed lady and slowly stroking his long thin cock. A short blonde lady was standing behind him, her eyes going from the threesome on the ground to the hand of the man in front of her. She had a nipple in each hand, pulling and twisting each one, a look of lust and pleasure mixed on her face.

I wasn’t sure where to look first or for how long, I was afraid of missing something. I knew there were swapping parties in our little community but I was one of the few single guys here and hadn’t ever been invited to one. Anyway, I’m a little on the old side to be considered a hunk or a stud. I have a girlfriend or two scattered around but none here. None sarıyer escort of which have I ever brought home with me.

I work out of town a lot and only know a few of the neighbors by name, although I know most of them by sight. That’s one good thing about a nude community; you get to see a lot more of your neighbors than just their clothes or car. There are no young children allowed in this community so the average age tends to be younger. That is except for the older retired folks and a few older working people like me.

The blonde on the trampoline had stopped bouncing and was waving at me. I waved back. “Why don’t you come join us?” She said loud enough for me to hear.

“Oh, hey Chuck.” Bob called out. “I heard you cutting the lawn.” He didn’t moved and the redhead didn’t stopped what she was doing, although her eyes did shift to look my way.

“Yeah, I was but I got distracted by a flying nude blonde.” I told him.

He chuckled and nodded. “Yeah, Carol has a tendency to be distracting, especially when she’s naked.”

Carol bounced on the trampoline a couple of time and then pulled up her legs and landed on her pretty round ass. She bounced back up spreading her legs wide apart, a wide grin on her face. “I like being distracting. It makes me the center of attention.”

“I can understand that.” I said and tried to keep from drooling.

“That’s right, you haven’t met my oldest daughter, have you.” Bob said.

“Uh, no.” Was my witty reply, as I tried to get my eyes back in my head and off his daughter.

“Don’t mind him.” Linda said from the chaise lounge. She was now sitting on the end of it, the tan guy was kneeling between her wide spread legs. “Bob likes to throw that in just to see how people react.”

“He got my attention.” I said more to myself than anyone.

Linda leaned back to rest her weight on her hands, the guy’s head moving in a very suggestive way. She made a soft moaning sound and then murmured; “She’s just as big a slut as her mother so don’t let him or her fool you.”

Carol was now sitting on the edge of the trampoline facing me, her legs wide apart, and leaning back on her arms. “Mother, that is not true. You have worlds more experience at it that me.” She said in a catty voice.

True or not I didn’t know but from the way Carol was displaying her sex to me, I had my ideas. When she brought her feet up and placed them on the edge of the trampoline, they were more than shoulder width apart. This rolled her hips up showing me not only her sex but also all the way back to the darker pink circle of her anus.

I couldn’t help but to lick my lips, which brought a big grin to Carol’s face. “Daddy, I think he wants to eat my little pussy.”

“Then go sit on his face if you want, I’m kind of busy at the moment.” Bob replied and then groaned loudly. The little redhead was working his bone over with a vengeance, her head bobbing, and twisting.

“Do you want to come over and play with me? I’ve got a nice juicy little snatch… I mean snack for you.” Carol asked in a little girl like voice.

“I’d take her up on it if I was you. She has the sweetest taste and juicy ain’t the word for it.” Linda said breathily, her fingers tangled tightly in the guy’s hair.

“Thanks Mom for the glowing endorsement.” Carol said fatih escort bayan sarcastically. “Now he knows that you’ve had your head between my legs.”

“Well, yours came out from between mine, so we’re even.” Linda replied, sticking her tongue out at her daughter.

“All these damned tongues and no one is eating my pussy.” Carol said, looking straight at me. “There’s a side gate over there.” She added, pointing to her left.

I didn’t need directions or a second invitation. Daughter of my neighbor or not, I was ready to chance it.

*****

As I came through the gate, Carol eyed me up and down, and then said, “Damn Chuck, if I had known you were so well equipped, I would have been over playing at your house instead of over at my girlfriends.”

I’m old but I keep myself in shape. I work in the oil field, which is physical labor for the most part and I have a pretty good home gym set up. “I’m not home very much so it’s kind of hard to meet people.” I told her as I walked over to stand in front of her.

“I’m not home much either, I go to collage and only pop in every so often.” Her eyes dropped to my hard manhood. “Although I’m going to have to make a few more trips home than normal, from now on.”

“I’ll have to get your number so I can let you know when I’m going to be home.”

Her hand came up and she took a hold of my head. As she pulled my head down and forward, toward her inviting sex she whispered, “I think you’ll find my number right down here, just use your tongue to do the dialing.”

The trampoline was high enough that I could lean on my arms and bend at the waist to reach her sweet treat, comfortably. My hands fit nicely on the sides of her butt as I got down to business. Her sex was small and oval shaped without any hair on its smooth surface.

I took a deep breath through my nose. Her aroma was sweet and earthy at the same time, the smell of a woman in heat. As the tip of my tongue traced the outline of her plump outer lips, she moaned softly and spread her knees wider. Her taste was much the same as her smell.

I brushed my tongue along the sides of the folds of her inner lips that were sticking out. She rolled her hips up and pulled on my head insistently. I knew what she wanted but I continued to tease the edges of the folds and to take long slow licks over the outer lips and her mound.

I was teasing her on purpose, to see how much she would take before she tried to force my head to the center of her sex. It wasn’t long before she pulled at my head harder. I resisted a moment longer and then let her guide my tongue to her hot liquid center.

When I stabbed my tongue inside, she hissed and wiggled closer to the edge. I ran my tongue in and out and swirled it around at the same time. Carol whimpered softly and whispered, “Oh yeah, you’ve got the touch alright.”

When I dipped my tongue lower and teased her tight little asshole, she gasped loudly and lifted her hips. I alternated between her sweet pussy and her tangy asshole. She would whimper and jerk from time to time, as her breathing got faster and shallower. I wasn’t sure if she was having small orgasms or building toward a large one.

Carol’s hands had been stroking my head but now they were on her nipples and breasts. She would caress them softly, then escort mecidiyeköy pinch, and pull on her hard nipples. Her hips were hunching up and down slowly and pausing to quiver ever so often as she rocked back and forth.

Linda’s voice next to me, made me jump as she said, “Be careful playing with her sweet little asshole or you’ll have to fuck it.”

What a terrible thought that was, crossed my mind sarcastically but I kept my mouth and tongue busy where they were. Carol moaned loudly and said, “Mom go fuck the gardener some more or something. Chuck is doing an excellent job of eating me and teasing me.” She moaned again and then added, “But you’re right, he is going to have to fuck my ass. His tongue just ain’t nearly enough to satisfy me there.”

Linda laughed and then I felt cool fingers wrapping around my hot dick. “Baby girl, this thing is going to hurt you so good if you stick it in that hot little box of yours but I don’t think it’ll fit in your ass.”

Carol moaned even louder and rocked faster. She was on the very edge of coming. I raised my head, planted my lips around her clit, and sucked. When I flicked that hard little bud with the tip of my tongue, Carol yelled and grabbed my head. She was pulling my head tighter to her sex as she rocked through one huge orgasm.

I heard Linda laugh and say, “There she blows or rather comes. Old dogs bite so deliciously, don’t they girl.”

A moment later, a hot wet mouth swallowed my hard dick to the base. Now it was my turn to jerk and moan. I assumed it was Linda, as I couldn’t see because of Carol’s thighs clamped around my head. Whoever it was sure knew a thing or three about blowjobs. My legs were trembling in a few minutes.

About the time Carol relaxed enough to release my head, my own orgasm blossomed in a long hard spray. There was a moaning groan from under the trampoline that sounded a lot like Linda. I was literally hanging onto Carol and the frame of the trampoline to keep from falling to my knees.

A moment later, Linda’s head appeared next to mine and she licked her lips. “Don’t worry little daughter, I solved the problem for a little while.”

I heard Carol moan in frustration but she was to winded to say anything. As for me, I needed a nap or at least somewhere to lay or sit down. A moment later, Linda tapped me on the shoulder and indicated a folding metal chair she had brought from somewhere. With a nod of thanks, I sat down.

Linda looked at her daughter sprawled out on the trampoline for a minute and then looked down at me. She smiled broadly and said, “From the looks of her, you might be a mean asset to our little group. We have twice as many ladies as we do men and we tend to wear them out quickly.”

“I’m worn out already.” I managed to whisper between ragged breaths.

“Oh don’t worry, we’ll get you in shape in no time at all.” Linda said with a grin.

“Don’t believe a word she says.” I heard Bob say from over by the pool. I looked around to see him laid out on the ground, the little redhead still nursing on his softening dick. “They’re out to kill us. That’s what they’re doing.”

“And you love every minute of it.” Linda said loudly. To which, Bob laughed and nodded vigorously.

*****

So went my induction into the Elm Street Sluts Association or the ESSA for short. I’m still alive but only barely at times, but my sex life is one hundred percent better. I never sleep alone when I’m home and when Carol and her older sister Lisa are home together, I never get to sleep, period.

Both girls like to get ass fucked while they sixty-nine each other. Who am I to complain? I just pick the one on top and go from there. But that’s a whole other story.

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I toyed with the idea of calling this one “Halloween Candie” but as I started to really like the characters, I thought of some more ideas and decided that this title fit better. I hope that you’ll enjoy my newest work and a belated Happy Halloween to my readers! ~~BrettJ

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Candie Collins was furious and undecided as to what to do at this moment in time.

The pretty21-year old blonde had been looking forward to this day all month. She loved Halloween and it was her favorite non-holiday holiday. As a kid, she had loved going door to door and getting lots of candy and goodies. As a teenager, she loved helping her parents give out the candy and seeing all the other kids in their costumes. Now, as a young adult, she had spent great time and effort finding a costume she liked, one that would be fun to wear and sexy for her boyfriend Steve to look at. It was daring and naughty and she had a few others to wear over the next few evenings as well.

Candie was petite but packed a punch and she knew it. Her best feature was her gorgeous ass. An all-over tanned she sported nicely illuminated her lovely face and her slim, petite body. Not that there was anything wrong with her pert, delicious breasts and her lovely legs either. Over the past few years, Candie had become sweeter than ever and now there was just a pinch of spice to the young blonde.

The 2-years older Steve had caught her eye about 18 months back. Everyone had warned Candie away from him. They all told her that he was a player. Candie didn’t listen and thought she could tame him. She decided that if a wild woman was what was needed here, Candie could handle that. After all, sex was meant to be fun and she decided she would jump in and enjoy all the honeyed treats a naughty sex life could provide. Steve seemed to be thrilled with his girlfriend’s willingness to fuck wherever and whenever he wanted. They had sex on the beach, in his car and in a city park at night, just to name a few. Candie learned to give blowjobs that were world class and being petite, she could ride her boyfriend until the sun came up. She was a hot little fuck and she knew it. She had transformed herself into the kind of girlfriend a smart boyfriend doesn’t cheat on.

So Steve must have been a class-A moron. She had come to the party and seen him in one corning with his tongue shoved down Gianna Tyler’s throat. She walked out of the party and into the courtyard of the large home, the tears streaming down her face. Steve hadn’t even seen her Cowgirl costume and she knew just how hot she looked in it!

Candie was wearing a silver cowgirl hat that matched the silver vest — underneath which, she wore nothing. Her perfect breasts needed little support and the vest held them in snug. Steve would have seen those sooner rather than later. A silver & black fringed skirt went with it — no panties, natch! Why waste time? She wore “cowgirl” boots that were black but a bit kicky, with very pointy heels. The beautiful blonde wanted to make it perfectly clear to her boyfriend that she was the sweetest treat at tonight’s bash.

It was all ruined and she thought she should just go and write the evening off when she heard someone say “So why is the prettiest girl at this party standing all by herself outside?”

She turned around to see a handsome man of about 25 or so smiling at her. He made her “perfect” boyfriend look like a lowly 5. This man had to have stood close to 6’4″ tall, was broad-shouldered and had dark, intense eyes that matched his wavy dark hair. He had muscles on his muscles and was dressed as one of the New York Yankees. Candie felt even more in awe of him than she did on her first date with Steve and that was saying something.

In her soft voice, she explained to him “My boyfriend is in there and he’s supposed to have met me at the door when I showed up. I took all this time to get a special costume and when I showed up, he’s in there cheating on me with some slut.”

“Ouch, sorry pretty lady,” the man said, extending a hand that dwarfed Candie’s. “My name is Lance Turner and I will say it again — you’re dazzling and he’s a goddamned idiot!”

“Thank you,” Candie said, a smile crossing her lovely features again. “I think so too, is it okay if I say you’re so much better looking than he is? Remember `The Great Pumpkin’?” Candie giggled. “You make Steve look like the rocks Charlie Brown kept getting.” She saw Steve smiling back at her and hoped he wasn’t with anyone. This night might not turn out so bad after all. “I’m Candie Collins and I really hope that you’re not here with anyone!”

“I came here tonight with a friend but we’re not a couple,” Lance told her. “I’d love it if you stayed at the party with me and kept me company while she’s being a social butterfly. Let’s have a bite to eat, a drink or two and if you keep flashing that beautiful smile at me — well, I make NO promises.”

“Neither do I,” Candie smiled as she linked her arm through Lance’s. “I’ve been known to misbehave when the mood strikes me and somehow, it might just strike me tonight,” she flirted. She saw Lance grin at her and knew if things got any better, that “might” şişli escort would swiftly be changing into a “will”.

When she reentered the room where the party was being held, Steve was nowhere in sight, but some of their other friends were. Some couldn’t meet her eyes and some told her what a shit Steve was being, giving her full details and being as loyal as possible. With Lance on her arm, Candie no longer cared. Everyone had been right; Steve was a player, a loser idiot who didn’t know what a good thing he had. Lance was friendly and attentive the whole time they were together; he was constantly complimenting her and engaged all of her friends in conversation. It looked as if Steve might had inadvertently done her a favor. With Lance, she just might have traded up.

A very tall brunette dressed in the uniform of an equestrienne sidled up alongside Lance and Candie. She gave Lance a hug and also smiled at Candie. She seemed friendly and non-threatening so Candie smiled right back at her. “Hey Lance, who is the drop-dead gorgeous blonde you’ve attached yourself to?” She grinned.

“This is my new friend, Candie Collins,” Lance introduced her. “Candie, this is my friend, Madelyn Morgan. She’s the friend who invited me to the party.” Lance summed up Candie’s situation as briefly as he could.

Candie smiled, the woman was almost 5’10” to Lance’s 6’4″ and intimidating and beautiful. “I told him he needed to get out and meet someone cute and sexy after his marriage broke up,” Madelyn said. She leaned over and kissed Candie’s cheek. “I see that he has, thank you Candie. That’s the first time I’ve seen this big goof smile all year.”

“Can you blame me?” Lance said, hugging Candie close. “I mean, LOOK at her.”

“I haven’t been able to stop looking baby, believe me,” Madelyn smiled. Candie felt wonderful; to have this gorgeous creature so openly admire her was quite a nice feeling. “So Lance, is the part of the lifestyle?”

Candie looked up at Lance. “”What does she mean by `the lifestyle’?”

Lance sighed. “She means swinging. Madelyn is a friend that my then-wife and I met through swinging. Jennifer was convinced it would save our marriage and I had no problem with it. I don’t get jealous and it was hot seeing my wife fucking another guy, sucking dick or even swing with someone hot like Maddy.”

Candie felt a bit turned on and oddly intrigued. “So, what happened?”

“She met this really hot blonde named Jisel and they started having a fling that got really intense. Behind my back, breaking one of the rules — everyone is honest when you swing,” Lance told Candie. “She started getting emotionally involved with Jisel, so I called it a day on our marriage. She went her way; I went mine, that’s that.”

“Wow, you’re being very mature about it,” Candie said, liking Lance more every minute. “So, what happened to Jennifer and Jisel?” After the question left her mouth, Candie wondered if she should have asked it. It might well be a sore spot with him.

“No idea,” Lance told her, his face still smiling. “She and Jisel both left our group and no one’s heard from them since. Maybe she wasn’t looking to swing after all.”

“I told Lance I think she was just looking to experiment with her sexuality and do so in a place where no one would judge her,” Madelyn said. “I think Jen’s a lesbian and Jisel caught her eye. Jisel rarely swung with the guys; she stuck mostly to her boyfriend and all of the other girls.”

“This is all so interesting!” Candie smiled. She looked at Madelyn and up at Lance again. “Have you two ever …?”

Madelyn smiled. “Oh yes, several times. The couple I live with are friends of Lance’s from back in high school.” Candie’s eyes widened — her new friend lived with two people? “Lance is great in bed, you should try him out,” she winked at Candie.

Candie giggled, feeling very naughty and very happy. She hadn’t even sampled a drink yet and was already giddy. She also found Madelyn sexy and knew that if she was into women, Madelyn would rate high on her list. “Maybe I will,” she whispered to Madelyn, making sure that Lance could overhear them. “He’s sure easy on the eyes.”

“He’s also hung like an ox,” Madelyn snickered. “Believe me sweet stuff; he knows how to use it.”

Candie decided at that very moment what her course of action was going to be. She had come to this party seeking to have fun and a little adventure with her boyfriend. Things had obviously changed as far as that went. Why not roll with it?

“I’d like to find out for myself,” she smiled and looked at Lance. “Is there someplace we could go?” She then surprised herself by turning to Madelyn and saying “Would you care to join us, you gorgeous thing?”

Madelyn herself was a bit stunned by this sudden turn of events. “Are you sure about this, Candie?”

Candie looked at Lance and over at the statuesque, sensual brunette. She was more into Madelyn with each minute that passed. “Oh yes,” she smiled and squeezed both of their hands. “I’m very sure — if we can pull off this little trick, it will be quite the treat for all of us.”

“The escort bayanlar people who live here are also in the lifestyle,” Madelyn explained. “I’m sure they won’t mind if we use one of the spare rooms. God Candie, I can’t wait to taste you. Have you ever been with a girl before?” Candie shook her head. “What a bold little girl she is, Lance, can you believe our luck?”

“Have you heard me complaining?” Lance laughed, his meaty paw drifting down to Candie’s delicious derriere. She felt his touch and he whispered “Are you wearing …”

“Nothing under here but me!” She whispered back.

“What did she say to you?” Madelyn asked Lance. He chuckled and told her that she would find out soon enough. Madelyn could see her friend was quite smitten with the petite blonde, not that she blamed him. She would have rather had this piece of Candie more than any chocolate bar or gumdrop.

They reached one of the bedrooms and Candie gasped. It was all in red, a bed that was obviously custom-made and probably cost more than Candie made in a year. “Mmm, perfect for both tricks AND treats,” she giggled as she jumped on the bed.

“Can we stop with the Halloween metaphors, already?” Lance groaned, although he was just teasing.

“Okay, in that case — haul your ass into this bed, because Candie wants to fuck your brains out!” She smiled. She looked over at Madelyn who was already undressing. She was the most sexual person Candie had ever encountered in all her 21 years.

Madelyn reached the bed before Lance and pulled the petite blonde into her arms. “If he hadn’t found you tonight, I probably would have. I always seem to find the prettiest girl in the room. I’d like to kiss you; I’ve been dying to since I laid eyes on you.”

“Oh, yes please,” Candie panted, eager for the new experience. “I think you’re beautiful and I love your sexy lingerie.” Under her riding gear, Madelyn had worn a sexy patterned bra, matching thong and stockings and garters.

“I always dress for sex because I often go looking for it,” Madelyn smiled as her lips brushed Candie’s. The kiss intensified as she opened Candie’s vest and saw the perfect treasures underneath. “Oh God, you’re a perfect little angel. I can’t believe I get to be your first girl,” she sighed.

“You are and I can’t wait for that, my first threesome, too,” Candie breathed. Her senses were alive and she smiled as Lance joined them on the bed. He had muscles like cords of wood and was lightly scarred in a few places.

“My two cowgirls,” he teased and they smiled at each other. Neither of them had thought of the comparison until now.

Candie ran her nails across his chest while she kissed him. He then turned to Madelyn and kissed her. “How did you get the scars?” Candie asked him.

“I’m an athlete, they are an occupational hazard,” Lance said, trying not to shudder as the two beauties sharing the bed aroused his mind.

“Hey, that’s cheating, you’re not supposed to wear your real uniform, you’re supposed to wear a costume,” Candie pouted.

“He is, he’s really a football player for the Denver Broncos,” Madelyn laughed as she tugged the remainder of Lance’s clothes off. His cock was now fully exposed. “I didn’t lie, did I?”

“Oh no, you sure didn’t,” Candie gasped. She told herself that tonight she had to be the most daring Candie she had ever been, so she reached out and took his cock in her tiny hand. She moved down and rested on her stomach while she started to suck his massive prick. Madelyn joined him and the two beauties were off and running.

Lance looked down at the petite blonde who was sucking him off and then over at Maddy with a grateful smile. She was always right and it drove him crazy! Meeting someone like Candie was just the tonic he had needed. Her mouth was as warm as anything he had ever felt and she was enthusiastically sucking him off. It likely was a strain for her because of his girth, yet he heard no complaints.

“I have got to taste your gorgeous little body,” Lance groaned as the two women moved away from him.

“Me first, handsome,” Madelyn interjected. She whispered in Candie’s ear “Nothing gets a guy hard and keeps him hard like watching two hot women doing the lesbian bit with each other. Are you up for it?”

Candie reached out and fondled Madelyn’s tits through her sexy bra. “I’ve been up for it since we walked in here. You’re so beautiful, I’m so glad it’s going to be you who is my first girl.”

“I’m enormously flattered, you’re a perfect little doll,” Madelyn smiled as she and Candie kissed.

“I’ve always wanted to be tall, like you,” Candie sighed.

“You are a sexy, petite little angel and your boyfriend — likely your ex, am I right? — is an idiot,” Madelyn smiled as she lowered the little sweetheart to the bed. Lifting Candie’s fringed skirt, she smiled. “Okay, now I know what Lance was laughing about. You’re a little sexpot!”

“Guilty as charged,” Candie smiled as Madelyn’s perfect hands and mouth kissed down her body. “Who says that the cute girl can’t be the naughty one?”

“That is exactly the right escort maslak attitude Candie, good for you,” Madelyn smiled as her lips trailed down Candie’s tanned, perfumed flesh towards the sweet pussy she wanted. Already she hoped Candie and Lance would click in bed because she wanted to party with Candie again. Madelyn’s mouth watered for every inch of the adorable girl. She knew she didn’t have too much to worry about because Lance was a gifted, caring lover and the pair of them kept on looking at each other like they were already smitten.

Lance felt his heart pound as he watched Candie with his gorgeous friend. Even his ex didn’t arouse him the way Candie did. Had he met Candie back then, Jen wouldn’t have stood a chance, although Candie would have been a bit too young. She wasn’t now, though. She was hot and sexy and squirming all over the bed as Maddy’s lips touched down on the pink folds of her vulva. The girls really were steaming up the room and Lance felt as stiff as a board.

“Oh God, oh yes, this is amazing, please, more,” Candie sighed as she thrilled to her first girl-girl touches. Little electric shocks traveled from her wet pussy to her nipples, stiffening them to erect pegs. Her mind was barely coherent, she was lost in a fog of erotic dreams. She couldn’t wait until Lance joined the party! She was certain if it got much better than this, she would go out of her mind!

Madelyn was really meticulous about eating the sweet blonde’s trimmed pussy. She loved having sex with girls and had enjoyed the passions of several females over the years. Yummy little Candie was so different and unspoiled. It was her first time and Madelyn wanted to make it memorable, so she took it slow and let Candie’s words guide her as to how far she should take things. Fortunately, Candie seemed to be as into it as she was herself. When she came up for air, Candie reached for her and kissed her hard.

Candie tasted her own juices for the first time and noticed they were sweet. “I want to do that,” she said to Madelyn. “I’ve never — gone down on a girl — but I want to, I have to pay you back for my orgasm — or was it two, I lost count, they were so GOOD!”

It had been two but Madelyn decided not to belabor the point. “Soon enough baby, but let’s not forget the real reason you’re here and that’s the handsome stud who has been over there watching us. He wanted to eat your pussy too and he’s good, you should let him. I’m not going anywhere, so I’m going to scoot over and let him taste how sweet you really are.”

Lance nodded his thanks to Madelyn and got between the pretty blonde’s legs. He wondered if perhaps Maddy was making yet another Halloween metaphor until he tasted Candie’s juices. No one he had ever been with tasted this delicious. He could have stayed down there all day, but her tiny hands finally pushed her away.

“I told you he’s good,” Madelyn grinned.

“Good? He’s amazing, you both are,” Candie panted. “I don’t even need to get fucked now, I could just float home.”

“Well, if you don’t want to …” Lance teased.

“No, NO, that’s just cruel and unusual punishment,” Candie squealed, although she knew he didn’t mean it. The sexy Cowgirl decided she wanted to play cowgirl. She got on top of him and wiggled her compact, perfect body on top of Lance. “Can I ride you, handsome?” She giggled. “I really want to take all of your horse cock in my cunt, Candie whispered to her new stud. “Don’t worry about me Lance, I can be quite the nasty girl if I’m properly inspired and you two have given me enough inspiration for a month!”

“We’re only just getting started, sexy,” Madelyn smiled. “I can’t wait to see you taking Lance’s big cock inside your little pussy. He won’t hurt you even a little bit. He can be surprisingly gentle. God, it’s been a while since I’ve been this turned on!”

“I have an idea how we can kick things up a notch,” Lance told them. It was hard to concentrate with the tiny blonde grinding her body on top of his, but he did his best. “Candie, why don’t you take my cock inside your pussy and ride me the way you want to. Maddy, ride my face and I’ll eat your cunt while you and Candie can kiss and make out. Sound good?”

Candie liked that everyone was loosening up around her, using the words and not acting like she was some sweet, innocent thing. “Fuck, yeah,” she grinned. “Any way I can play with this sexy bitch and still get fucked sounds good to me. Go for it!”

Candie hoisted her petite body up and prepared for it. As she slid down on her new lover’s turgid cock, she felt the momentary twinge of pain as her pussy lips parted and he entered her. It didn’t last, the sensation turned to chills of excitement. He packed her the way that no other man ever had and she began to move her hips and ass to take him in. She looked over and saw Madelyn’s exquisite, sensual face nearing hers. Candie opened her mouth for the sweet kisses she knew would follow. Their mouths clashed and their hands reached for each other’s tits as they mutually fucked Lance. Candie loved her new girlfriend’s gorgeous breasts but she knew her own were perfect for her body. Madelyn was right, why not appreciate her own strengths and the contrast she brought with her? She and Madelyn looked really hot together, she was sure of that. When Candie looked to one side of the huge bed, she saw a large, full sized mirror that showed them all fucking. Her opinion was now a fact.

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I had just been dumped by my boyfriend. The rat-bastard had caught me jilling-off to lesbian porn and freaked out. He said he “didn’t want to take any chances” and would rather be alone than worry about his girlfriend leaving him for another woman. What a prude. I’d had a couple of encounters with other girls, but I like the “D”, you know? I’d just been bored and needed to get off.

Anyway, “Pecker Head” was gone and I was all alone in my apartment, bored, horny, frustrated and angry. I needed something more than a quick masturbation session. I called some old boyfriends but no one was available. Damn! I needed some dick and I needed it NOW! I took a couple of shots of Tequila, smoked a few bong hits, put on a short sexy dress and hit the road. I should say that my name is Tammy and I’m 24 years old. I’m 5’9″ tall with long black hair, brown eyes and C-cup breasts. I keep fit and have a flat stomach a nice ass (if I do say so myself) and keep my bush lightly trimmed, mostly natural since I don’t like to shave “down there”.

I lived a few blocks away from an adult movie theater and started walking towards it. With no real plan in mind I bought a ticket and went inside. The movie was already running. It was dark as I stood in the back letting my eyes adjust, but I could hear moaning and the sounds of guys jacking-off over the movie sound track. To the rear of the theater near the back I saw a cluster of people on their feet. All their attention seemed to be on one person who was seated. I walked down the aisle and found an extremely disgusting and sexy sight. Ten or more guys were standing over this cute blonde. She was stretched out in her seat, legs up on the seats in front of her. She had thigh-high stockings on and her skirt was pulled up around her waist. Her blouse was unbuttoned and she wasn’t wearing a bra. As she was diddling herself through her panties (blue satin) with one hand, her other hand was playing with her breasts. The guys were all jacking off on her. She already had gobs of cum in her hair and face, on her tits, stomach and panties. She was really getting off on it! When a guy would cum on her body she would rub it in, sometimes licking her fingers, sometimes pushing the cum down to rub into her pussy under her panties. The cum on her face she was leaving alone, evidently she liked how it felt dripping off her forehead, cheeks and chin. The shots that hit her tongue or lips were quickly swallowed.

“Fuck, yeah”, she moaned, “Cum all over my tight little body!”

She came herself several times as I stood there, mouth open, heart pounding, my pussy starting to get wet. As the guys jostled for position around her I looked down and there was a large dick right next to my left hand. I reached out without even looking at the face of the owner and started stroking it. It felt so good in my hand, very natural and I REALLY wanted to make it squirt. I think the guy had been playing with it for a while already because it started swelling and I thought it was about to shoot. I pulled him over closer to the blonde and really started jerking it. I wanted to aim that cum right in her face. As he got closer I took aim and stroked faster. He started spasming and came. I had aimed a little high on the first shot and it hit her forehead and hair, I lowered my aim and hit her square in the nose and lips on the next shot, finally dribbling several drops over her chin. Her tongue shot out and she licked her lips, moaning in pleasure. The guy quickly pulled away, turned and practically ran out of the theater.

Someone was tapping me on the shoulder. I looked and it was an old guy with a white beard. He had his cock out and was looking at my hand and gesturing towards his dick. I took the hint and started playing with him. It was a nice cock for such an old guy. He was probably in his late 60’s and his dick was around 8 inches long. Using both hands I yanked on it giving him a quick hand-job. As he was about to cum I moved him over and aimed towards the blonde’s panties. He shot a huge wad right on the gusset and then all over her hand and panties. She came instantly and rubbed his cum into her crotch. The old man leaned over, kissed me on the cheek, winked and walked away. Wow. I was really getting turned on. The girl hadn’t even noticed I was there and she still had men surrounding her.

Glancing to my left I saw a very cute guy looking at me. He was in his early 20’s and looked a little nervous.

I walked over to him and asked “Cum here often?”

He smiled and said “First time. You?”

“Me too.” and I dropped to my knees.

He gasped as I quickly unzipped his fly and reached in his pants. A nice fat uncircumcised semi-hard cock popped out and hit me in the cheek. Smiling I looked up into his eyes, grabbed his dick and dragged it all over my face. I opened my mouth and let my tongue lightly play over the head. I kissed it all over and then put it in my mouth. God it felt good! I love sucking cock. They’re so warm, soft and hard at the same time! I fucking Love it!

As I was sucking and stroking şişli escort bayan him I looked over at the Blonde. She was even more covered in cum now, with some even dripping off her stockings. She had both hands on her tits and two cocks were cumming on her stomach while a third was shooting on her face.

“Cum on my panties” I heard her gasp. “everyone shoot on my panties now, I want them totally soaked in cum!”

Two guys moved down and she lifted her legs up. The guys stood between her legs and almost simultaneously came on her panties. They squeezed out from between her legs and two more guys took their place. This time she pulled her panties aside and I could see her blonde unshaved pussy under her panties, it was matted with cum. The two new guys shot their wads all over her pubic hair and she lifted her ass off her seat as she came again.

The cock in my mouth was getting larger now and I knew the guy was close. Putting all my attention on it, I looked into his eyes again and smiled around his mushroom head. Stroking the shaft, I licked and sucked, my panties getting wetter as I anticipated the cum I eagerly wanted in to taste.

“Oh my God, I’m gonna cum!” I heard and he started bucking his hips, trying to fuck my face. I let him and reached back to hold his ass cheeks as he shoved it in and out of my mouth. Suddenly he stopped and grabbed me by the sides of my head. Blast after blast of hot semen shot in and I tried to hold it in. I gagged and some shot out my nose. I swallowed and pulled away from him. Looking down on me he had this horrified look on his face.

“Sorry” he said and staggered away towards the bathroom. I laughed. Cum was dripping out of my nose and down my chin. FUCK I felt Great!

I looked around and saw a middle-aged black man rubbing himself through his overalls as he watched me and the Blonde. I stood up and motioned for him to come closer. He looked healthy and clean and so I said “Let me see your dick”.

He smiled and pulled out a 10 inch snake. I held it and examined it like I’d never seen a penis before. It was beautiful.

“I want this thing in my cunt, are you ready to try and satisfy me?”

“Ma’am, I’ve never been more ready” he laughed.

I held on to his cock and walked around to the row in front of the Blonde. Kneeling on the seat I leaned over the back of the seat and lifted my dress up over my hips. The man pulled my panties off and held them up to his face, sniffing in a deep breath.

“God damn, lady, your pussy smells FINE!”

“Keep the panties, have a taste, but just fuck the shit out of me!”

He leaned down and gave my cunt a quick lick sending a shock wave up my spine. I arched my back to give him easy access and I felt his cock head rubbing over my opening. My juices got him wet and he slid it it. Oh Man! It felt fantastic! He held my hips and eased in slowly at first. Reaching around me he found my clit and started lightly playing with it as his cock stroked slowly in and out. I looked up and saw the Blonde was still getting doused with cum. Someone had taken off her heels and was sucking on the toes of one foot while cumming on her other foot. This was driving her wild and she was cumming again. Cum was dripping off of her in rivulets, it was everywhere.

The man in my pussy was an expert. He was bringing me to the brink and then backing off. He’d pound me hard for a few minutes, then go slow, teasing my clit all the while. When he started tickling my ass hole with his finger I nearly lost it. I love getting rimmed with a finger or tongue, it gives me shivers and makes me crazy. He started pounding me again, rubbing my clit and fingering my asshole and this time I knew he wasn’t going to slow down. I was building towards a huge orgasm and I yelled back at him,

“Cum inside me, cum in my cunt! I want the cum from that big black dick deep inside me!”

He moaned and picked up the pace. After a few more strokes he shoved it as hard as he could and I nearly felt my eyeballs pop out of my head. He came and he came hard! Shot after shot of hot cum erupted into me. I exploded in a mind-bending orgasm and nearly passed out. A few moments later his erection started to subside and he pulled out slowly. I lifted my head and the Blonde was gone! I straightened myself up a bit, bent over and kissed his dick lightly and ran out of the theater to a chorus of

“Aww, Oh man she’s leaving too!” from the guys in the back rows.

For some reason I needed to see and perhaps to talk to the Blonde woman. Out in the street I looked left and right. I spotted her walking up the sidewalk and started to follow. My pussy was squishy and I felt cum dripping down my thighs as I walked fast to catch up to her. Close to the end of the block I did catch up. She was very petite, about 5’3″ tall with a pageboy haircut and tiny titties. I walked up behind her and said,

“Excuse me…”

She turned around and I could see she was still covered in cum from head to toe, she hadn’t cleaned up a bit. istanbul eskort She looked startled, but when she saw me she said,

“Oh, I thought you were one of the guys from the theater”

“No, but I was there and saw what was going on”

“What, you want to try and ‘Save’ me or something? I enjoyed that, don’t try and guilt me or anything!”

“No,” I said, “you have it all wrong, I was extremely turned on and actually was getting fucked while I watched you. I just wanted to meet you and say thank you, that’s all”

She looked quizzically at me and then pulled me into the darkness of the alley a few feet away.

“Getting fucked huh? Show me” she said and pointed to my crotch as she pushed me against the brick wall of the alley. I lifted my skirt and spread my legs. She looked down and said,

“Looks like somebody made a mess in your pussy,” and she smiled, “mind if I take a closer look?”

I breathed heavily and said “Go right ahead”.

She squatted down and licked my inner thighs one by one, slowly sucking the cum that had been dripping down my legs into her mouth. I gasped as she moved closer to my crotch. she stuck her nose against my clit and inhaled deeply, then snaked her tongue up and down my slit. My knees went weak and I almost came.

“Yep, freshly fucked,” she said and stood up to face me.

I stared into her eyes, eyes with cum stuck to their eyelashes, and whispered,

“I want you. I want to do things to you. Bad things. Nasty things. And I want you to do things to me”

She smiled the biggest shit-eating grin and reached down for my hand. Holding my hand she led me out of the alley and down the sidewalk.

“I’m Katie” she said

“Tammy” I replied, my heart about to explode out of my chest.

We walked another block or two and without saying a word she led me up and into a nice Brownstone and into her home.

Placing a finger to her lips, she indicated that I should be quiet. It looked like a typical American home with framed photos of her and a husband or boyfriend on the walls and shelves. Inside the door she slowly removed her blouse and skirt and shoes leaving her panties and stockings on. She pointed to my dress and I took it off, then took off my shoes. I was completely naked now.

Taking my hand again she led me up the stairs. As we walked down the hall on tip-toes, I was as nervous as a Bride on her wedding night. I was so excited but also a little scared. What had I gotten myself into? We approached a door and again she put her fingers to her lips. Opening the door slowly she said, “Hi sweetie, I’m home! Did you miss me?”

I walked slowly in behind her and looked into a master bedroom. In the far corner near the foot of the bed was a naked man tied to a wooden chair! His arms and legs were tied to the chair and he was gagged and blindfolded. He had his penis and balls locked up in some kind of plastic contraption that kept him from getting an erection. He was nicely built, brown hair, a day’s worth of beard stubble, and looked to be in good shape. Katie looked back at me and smiled a wicked smile and again indicated that she wanted me to be quiet.

“I’ve been very naughty, honey. Would you like to know how naughty?”

The man nodded his head and through the gag it sounded like he said “Yes, tell me”.

She sauntered over to him, pulling me along. She pulled my hand over to him and showed me that she wanted me to touch him lightly. I slowly ran my fingers up and down his chest through his chest hair making him squirm. Then I ran my hand down to his thighs and tickled him near his balls. He groaned.

“My panties are wet, baby” she said, “but not only from my own juices”

The man squirmed again, testing the bindings.

“You want a taste?” she said and slowly removed his gag.

“Oh god, I thought you’d never come back!” he exclaimed

“QUIET,” she practically yelled back at him. “If you talk again I’ll put the gag back on and come back later. He hung his head and submitted. Katie slowly peeled the cum soaked panties off of her body, leaving the stockings on and held them in front of his face.

“Sniff” was all she said. He lifted his head and inhaled. He then stuck his tongue out and tried to get a lick.

“Oh, you want these don’t you?” she teased.

“Yes please” he begged an leaned closer.

She bent down to his ear and whispered, “They’re soaked in cum, baby. Dozens of men came all over them, just for you. And you are going to suck all the cum out of them for me aren’t you?”

“Oh God,” he whispered bak at her, “fuck yes, let me suck all the jizz out of your panties.”

He was squirming more now, visibly uncomfortable with the chastity device keeping him from getting hard. Slowly she started rubbing the panties over his lips and mouth, letting him taste and suck on them. Then suddenly she roughly started rubbing them all over his face, getting his face all wet with the cum from all those men. He started breathing heavily, getting more an escort topkapı more excited. Backing away she pulled me along with her leaving him to sniff and lick his lips. Still blindfolded, he had no idea that I was in the room. She bent me over and walked me over to this chair and shoved my ass into his face.

“Lick me baby, lick my asshole, but stay away from my cunt, you aren’t allowed to taste that yet” she ordered.

As Katie spread my cheeks apart, he stuck out his tongue and I backed my ass into him. His tongue hit the spot and he started tongue fucking my asshole like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted. God it felt good. It was tough to hold off and not moan. Finally she pulled me away and said,

“OK, that was pretty good. Here’s your reward,”

and she fed her panties to him a little at a time until the entire pair was in his mouth.

“Now,” she said, “I have a surprise for you. Normally, I’d untie you and I’d let you lick and lap my cum-drenched body of all the sperm that so many men deposited on me. But tonight I have a new fantasy. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to eat pussy. I had a little taste earlier tonight, just a little one, mind you, but now I think I want more. So I brought home a guest.”

Visibly confused and excited he tilted his head just like a puppy dog would. She pulled me onto the bed and had me kneel near the foot of the bed facing him so my pussy was close to his eye level. She then went over and removed his blindfold.

“You like what you see honey?” she said, and his eyes went wide as he looked over every inch of my exposed body.

“Keep those filthy panties in your mouth, now. We wouldn’t want you to distract us with any chitter-chatter”

She walked over to the bed and laid down on it, scooting her head between my legs. She bent her head back and looked at her husband from between my legs,

“This cunt had a big ol’ load shot up inside it tonight. You want me to lick it clean baby?” she said and he nodded yes.

She put her hands on my ass and pulled down. I spread my legs apart further and lowered my pussy down on her mouth. Her tongue slithered between my lips and I let out a sigh, oh, it felt so nice! As I stared into her husband’s face I started massaging my breasts and licking my lips while his wife devoured my pussy. She licked and moaned, sucking my lips into her mouth and tongue fucking me, coaxing the juices out of me. He was going wild. His eyes were wide and he was visibly uncomfortable. I think what was getting me off more than anything was when she inhaled deeply avery few minutes, taking in the scent of my recently fucked pussy.

I could see that his cock was straining at the confinement. My breathing started getting short and I could feel my orgasm coming. She started alternatingly licking me slowly from back to front and nibbling on my clit. When I started thinking about all the cum on her face that was now smeared on my pussy I started to cum. I rocked back and forth, rubbing my cunt all over her face as I pinched my nipples. Her tongue was going wild and I could feel her nose on my button. I leaned back and let out a howl as I collapsed on top of her and I nearly passed out.

She rolled me over and said “Fuck! You taste good! You like that Rick? Did you like watching me eat pussy? This could become a habit!”

Rick was visibly shaking now and I kinda felt bad for him… just a little. More teasing was in order, so I moved her to the middle of the bed with her feet facing Rick. I got on top of her again and started cleaning her with my tongue. I licked her face clean. Slowly licking her cheeks and forehead and then carefully sucking the old and partially dried cum from her eyelids. Moving down to her tits, I found that they were sticky with cum. They tasted bleachy and salty but Damn, what a turn-on! Her tummy was a sticky mess and I licked it all clean. Her bellybutton was filled with drying cum and I dug it out with my tongue and teeth, rising up long enough to show Rick what was inside of my mouth and swallowing in front of him. Finally, I reached her pussy. Her pubic hair was so blonde that at first glance one might think she was shaved. It was thin and gorgeous and smelled like a room full of sex! The cum was stuck to every hair. Some was matted down and I had to chew through it to suck all the jizz out. Her pussy lips were swollen and I also chewed on those as I licked every crack, crease and crevice. She was soaking wet again now and so I went to town on her slit, lifting her stocking clad legs up and lapping up her juices as they leaked out. I raised my head again and licked her thighs clean and sucked the cum off her stockings.

Scooting her butt closer to the edge of the bed, I reached out and took the panties out of Rick’s mouth replacing them with the toes of her left foot. He sucked and licked for all he was worth. This seemed to drive her crazy even more than my attentions had. She pushed her other foot up to his face and I slipped two fingers inside her as I sucked her clit into my mouth. It didn’t take long for her to start cumming. Her hips thrust up and down and she moaned and screamed “Yes Yes Yes!”. Finally, as she held my head in place with her hands I sucked as hard as I could and she came hard, kicking her feet straight out and knocking poor Rick over to the floor.

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I am laying on the red satin sheets the way my Dom Mike told me to, playing with my tits while caressing and pulling at my hard erect nipples, my legs spread wide, my newly shaved pussy throbbing and leaking my juices with sexual excitement.

“I have a surprise for you my little cum slut toy,” Dom Mike says as he opens the playroom door and lets his friend Tony in. I gasped in shock as Tony only has a towel wrapped around his waist.
“Tony is going to fuck your pussy while I fuck your arse, this is the fantasy I know you have wanted.”

Tony and Mike both drop their towels and I look at their swelling cocks, realizing my biggest fucking fantasy is about to cum true. They are both different in looks. While Mike has dark hair with sexy blues eyes, and that scruffy beard I love feeling on every part of my naked body, Tony is fair, with brown eyes and clean-shaven. Mike’s cock is long and thick and Tony’s is shorter and thinner. I lick my lips with desire, wanting them both in my mouth to suck on at the same time. They come closer, running their eyes over my body as I lay spread open on the bed.
Tony gets down on his knees between my legs and is looking at my pussy. I look up into the mirror above the bed and can see Tony looking at my leaking slit. I feel more cream leaking out, as I am very turned on and horny. “Mmm nice pussy, it’s already wet, waiting for my mouth and tongue to eat and lick it clean.” Tony sticks out his tongue and wiggles it at me, so I can see how thick and long it is. My pussy clenches and leaks more fuck juices; I can feel it running out soaking the sheet.
“I am your master and you will do everything I tell you to do,” says my Dom, Mike. “Yes, sir” I say.

Tony grabs my ankles and pulls me further down the bed till my arse is hanging off the edge. He moves up and starts licking my thighs slowly moving up to my throbbing mound; he licks up my pussy lips, up to my clit, I moan loudly while pushing up, thrusting into his mouth.

“Open ataköy escort bayan your legs wider and lay still, no moving,” Dom Mike says.

I do what I’m told, finding it difficult not to wriggle around as Tony’s tongue delves between my pussy lips licking all my cream and flicking his tongue up and down from my clit to my swelling lips. I cannot stop moaning very loudly, sucking in my breath at the feeling. I look up and watch in the mirror as the sight of his tongue causes me to cream even more watching and feeling what his tongue is doing.

Mike gets up on the bed and places his legs either side of my head facing Tony. I can see small amounts of pre-cum beading on the tip of his cock making me lick my lips.“Suck my cock and balls, cum slut while I watch Tony eating your pussy.”
I moaned very loudly as I lick the cream off the tip then slowly take his engorged cock into my very wet mouth. He sucks in a breath as my teeth scrape along his cock as he moves slowly in further to the back of my throat. He starts fucking my mouth with slow back and forth motions, as my tongue swirls around and under his pussy fucker; each time his cock hits the back of my throat I swallow causing him to jerk and moan.

“Fuck! If you keep that up I will flood your mouth soon “

My pussy is leaking my juice as Tony laps it up and uses the flat of his tongue to lick up and down, completely tongue fucking me. I gasp and moan even louder as his tongue slides between my lips pushing into my slit, as he comes out he sucks on my pussy lips, making me shudder. I can feel my cream leaking out before he laps it up and swallows it.

Mikes cock is becoming slick and juicy as it’s fucking my mouth. He takes it out and I run my tongue up underneath to his balls, sucking them into my mouth, savoring their musky taste istanbul escort and smell.

“No coming yet, not until I tell you,” Dom Mike says, as I am moaning and wanting to come very badly, “Please sir, let me come, please! I moan as my pussy is throbbing for release. “Take my creamy honey now, cum slut,” he groans as he shoves his cock back into my throat and pumps harder.I feel it engorging and his creamy juice throbbing onto my tongue. “Open your mouth cum slut so I can see my juice.” I poke my tongue out so he can see his cream covering it. “Now swallow every drop.” I savor the taste as he orgasms and I swallow it all. He is moaning and groaning watching his juice flood my mouth.
“Come into Tony’s mouth now, give him all your juices my little cum slut.”

I let go as the sensations centre on my clit, I’m throbbing and coming, feeling my juice pumping out as Tony continues to lick and suck my juices from my slit,he let’s out a moan and sucks harder.
”Fuck, oh fuck,” I yell loudly. “I’m not finished fucking with you yet,now turn over and spread your bum cheeks so I can fuck your arse” Dom Mike says, as Tony gets up onto the bed spreading his legs; he is holding his swollen cock and wanking himself slowly. “Now suck Tony’s cock while I fuck your arse, you cock hungry slut”

My juices are still leaking out as I lean over Tony and lick at the purple head of his dick, licking and sucking it into my wet mouth. It fills my mouth and throbs as I suck harder, swirling my tongue around, my mouth going up and down, tasting his salty pre-cum,as Mike stands behind me and leans onto my back, I shiver as I feel the caressing of his chest hair on my back. He pushes two fingers into my pussy, finger fucking and juicing up my slit. I moan in ecstasy, writhing and moving back onto his fingers. I grab my arse cheeks and spread them apart to give him easier access.
“Stop moving while I fuck you, do as you’re told,“ Mike says as he slaps my arse escort merter cheek lightly, causing me to buck. I make myself stay still, and enjoy the sensations of his fingers moving in and out of my pussy. He uses my juice to lube my arsehole, then puts his cock at my rosette, easing in slowly as I gasp.
“Push back onto me, babe, just a little, go easy.” I push back feeling him filling me, as my mouth is full of cock swelling even further.
“Oh Mike, fuck me,” I moan as his cock sinks in all the way and his balls slap me. He eases out until the tip is just at my arse entrance and then forges in again to the hilt.

“Now take Tony’s fucker in your pussy so we can enjoy the ride,” Mike says, as Tony maneuvers himself under me and slowly slides his cock into my very wet and juicy pussy. It’s so, so tight but, the incredible sensations are driving me wild with lust.“Your pussy is so fucking tight on my cock, it’s incredible,” Tony groans as he keeps fucking me.
Both of them move at the same time, setting a rhythm I do not want to stop, my pussy screaming for orgasm, but I want this fucking to go on and on. I feel our combined juices leaking out running down my thighs.

“Are you ready to come now baby,” Dom Mike says. “Yes, yes please, let me come sir,” I moan as my pussy clenches and throbs. “Come now baby, I can feel Tony’s cock in your pussy, I can’t hang on much longer,” he moans scraping my neck and ear with his beard and that mouth I crave on my body all the time. My pussy spasms as I let go with my orgasm, I scream as it takes over, shutting my eyes while it hits it’s peak in my brain. My throbbing pussy feeling like it’s on fire as the two cocks continue to pump in and out of my pussy and hole. I clench down on Tony’s cock and my arse tightens on Mike. Suddenly Mike gives one last thrust and I feel his come shoot up into my arse, as he groans and yells into my ear. “Fuck! Your arse is so tight, it feels fucking good on my cock.”

Tony stiffens and moans very loudly as his fuck juices squirt and fill my pussy.My pussy and arse continue to throb and clench around them as we slowly come down.

When I’m lying on my back between them both totally fucking satisfied. I say, “I think we should do a foursome next… We need another fucking pussy…”

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I had stopped at the burger place that was on the way home. I figured that we all needed a bit of a break from the meals we had been cooking at home ever since the shelter in place orders had been in place. It really hadn’t been that long, but a monotony breaker was always welcome. It was just the three of us, my daughter home from college and my husband, but the house did seem to be getting smaller every day. I had welcomed the chance to get out and pick up a pre ordered batch of groceries, placed in my trunk in the touchless manner that had become our new process.

I ordered at the drive thru and was told “Please pull forward to the first window to pay.” It sounded more like “Brezze Bull farkwad to fist wingdom poo pie” through the intercom, but I knew what the drill was. I pulled ahead and handed over the money and was told “Pull off to the side, we will be running the order out to your car.” Nothing to misunderstand with the face to face from the cute blonde girl with the pony tail sticking out from the baseball hat with the stores name even with her mask.

Then it hit me. I hadn’t put on a bra and I had my tank top on. Glad I realized, otherwise the runner might be getting a nice show as a tip for the order. My nipples somewhat acknowledged the idea of being seen by someone. I tried to remember when I had last put on a bra. Side benefits of sheltering in place had been sweatpants and letting the girls go free. I pulled into a parking spot with a couple of other cars nearby waiting as I was for dinner in a bag. I pulled my mask up in part because everyone else had theirs on and because I might have to say something to the runner. Better safe than sorry.

A few moments later a tall young man emerged with several bags. He looked at a tag on each and moved from car to car delivering. One car opened the trunk to accept the bag, a van opened its’ tailgate. I motioned to the back door and unlocked the doors. He opened the door, slid the bag in and came even with the driver side door. I looked up at his masked face and saw his clear blue eyes looking down. I instinctively moved an arm across my chest, realizing that he could probably see right down the low cut of my top. I think that was when I somewhat hatched the idea of a plan.

It was only an instant. The fellow turned and hustled back into the store to grab more orders for the line of cars that was pulling up. I had just beat the rush. Good timing on my part.

The way back home I considered the idea of actually letting someone get a peek at my chest, or maybe even more. It did bring a smile. Not sure I could actually do that, but it was something to consider. I wasn’t that out of shape. I had never had a large chest, so they hadn’t really dropped much. Smallish boobs with nice nipples. My husband liked them at any rate. And they did enjoy attention. Sometimes if he rolled them in his fingers and sucked them just right it brought me closer to the edge. It definitely made me moist to have that as foreplay. My mind drifted a bit. Thankfully the traffic was light and I got home with a hot dinner and cool groceries.

“The AC in the car must be working well.” My husband said when he came out to get the groceries. He gave a look and raised his eyebrows as he retrieved the two bags from the trunk.

“What…?” I started to ask, then I realized that my nipples were visible through the top. “Stop. You are awful! They are just glad you still notice them. Although they have been feeling neglected…” I let that statement just roll out and stay there. He could take it however he wanted.

“Yay! Junk food.” Katie bounded into the kitchen as if drawn by the aroma. Kind of reminded me of the cartoon characters who float in on the aroma of the food. “Were they busy at the place off 176? I think Matty works there. A guy I went to high school with, tall, goofy kid. I saw him post something online about working there while he was home. He said it was the best summer job he could find.” She plunked down on a stool.

“It was picking up. I didn’t catch the name of the fellow who ran the food out, but it might have been. He was tall. Hard to tell with all these masks.” Good. If it was Matty, he was legal. I don’t want to flash anyone underage. Was it still jailbait if it was an underage boy? I decided it most definitely was. But then I turned my focus to dinner. Faintly I thought I heard the dishwasher utter a little “thank you” behind me as we sat at the kitchen counter and demolished the burgers, fries and sodas. There were even small sundaes for dessert.

I thought about how nice it had been to have someone ‘check me out’, thinking about the eyes above the mask looking down on my chest. The three of us sat and watched some inane show on TV and chatted some. It had seemed like a long day, although I really hadn’t done much. A little cleaning, the groceries and dinner, but I was tired. And a little horny. My mind kept drifting back to having the young man — Matty — look at me. That didn’t help with the horniness. The three of us, Katie, my husband Jim and I taksim escort sat and streamed a movie after dinner. I honestly couldn’t tell you what it was, my mind completely drifted off.

The movie ended and Jim said he was off to shower and to bed. Katie said she would just be in her room catching up on her friends on social media. I had the family room all to myself. That was when I hatched the plan. I could try being a cougar. I knew Katie must be friends with him online since she commented on him posting about the job. She had always shared her profile with us, at least her main one. I wasn’t naïve enough to believe for a moment that she didn’t have one for certain friends.

I browsed through her friends. “There you are.” Matt Davids. Guess he dropped the “y”. Second year at State. Cute. It was definitely him. “Well, Mr. Davids. I think you are going to have a summer that you won’t soon forget. I hope we both can say that.” As I thought about the possibilities, I let my hand drift lower and let it roam around my swollen, wet pussy. I only needed a few minutes to climax and it was a welcome release. If this felt so good, I could only imagine how it might feel for real. I cleared the browser history and headed off for my own shower and bed. With a nice warm glow.

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A few days later I decided that it would be a good night for another family treat of drive through burgers. And if Matty…Matt happened to be working, we could see what might happen. I had a bit of a plan, but I was a novice at this cougar thing. What if he laughed? Or worse? Screw it. I’ll try it. My mind had a whole conversation going as I pulled off into the drive for the restaurant. I saw a tall uniformed fellow that looked like Matt. As I waited my turn, I decided to stretch my top a little… let’s see how close I can get to having them out. Then I remembered what my husband had said about the AC. “That ought to do it!” I said as I cranked it up. Or did I crank it down? Whatever. The cold air did the trick. My nipples stood out like twin dials. If Matt took the bait, I would have another surprise for him.

I placed the order, pulled around and paid. “We’ll run the order out to you in just a moment. Please pull into an open space in the lot.” The older man at the window was probably the manager. Let the young kids do the running. He was at least good with change and moving the line along.

I pulled around and smiled at my good luck. There was a spot a little way out under a tree. If things went bad, It wouldn’t be seen by anyone at least. I shivered slightly from the cold air. I tugged a little at the top. Perfect. They are barely in there. He should get a good show. Hope he does. I looked around. There hadn’t been anyone right behind me, and there was no line. Another stroke of luck. He could linger a moment. I saw the door open and Matt looked around and saw my van and headed over. I swallowed hard. Show time.

“Hello. Here’s your order. Want it in the back? The masked man in the red shirt with the chains’ logo asked.

“Mmmmm….yes, I want it in the back. A nice big load back there.” I said to myself. I rolled down the window and replied. “Yes, put it on the floor in the back. And stop up at my window when you are done. I have something for you.”

The fellow did just what I asked and came forward. I rolled down the window. “Oh, where did I put that?” I pretended to fumble for my purse. I figured it gave him a moment to get a good look at my chest. “Ah, there it is!” I fished out a couple of bills as a tip. In between the bills I had inserted a card with an email address I had created just for Matt. PeekABoob@icloud .com Subtlety was not my strong suit. I hoped he took the bait. I handed it to him and looked at those clear blue eyes and melted a little. I saw the name tag, yes, it was Matt. Whew. I didn’t want to perv a complete stranger.

“Thank you” He replied as I put the bills on his tray. “Not necessary, but it is greatly appreciated!” I knew that was true. Any college kid who was working at a burger joint deserved a few extra bucks. He lingered a moment, and I think, well, hoped I knew why. But in a flash he was gone. His long legs making strides back to the restaurant to run more orders. I pulled out and set the temp back to a less arctic climate and headed home.

A couple of days passed and I checked the email account a few times. Nothing. Well, nothing that mattered. It amazed me how a fake mail address could attract spam. Pharmaceuticals for almost any malady and Russian women for similar purposes found their way in along with rich African princes who wanted to share their wealth. I decided to check one more time before I switched back to my actual mail.

“Hi. So, I decided to send a note. I’m the guy from the burger place. You gave me the card and the tip. And a nice look. I totally get the ‘Peek-a-boob” name. LOL. I hope I get to see them…I mean you…again. Matt. Oh. Thanks for the tip. You know, poor college student, right?”

Not exactly Hemmingway, but mecidiyeköy escort it was a reply. I felt my cheeks redden as I considered a reply. And a tingle in several spots, as well. “Hello Matt. Thanks for the reply! Glad you like the tip and the look. I hope you can see a bit more. Would you like that? I know I would enjoy showing you more. Hope you realize I can’t share my name, just call me ‘Summer’. ” Okay, so I wasn’t Emily Dickinson. Hopefully it enticed him and didn’t scare him off. I hit send and let my mind run off a bit. I could feel the heat of a pair of eyes on my chest and a tingling below. I might see how my husband Jim was feeling and surprise him with a little activity. After I made sure that Katie had her earbuds in.

I loved Jim, that much was given. It was just that after 22 years of being married, we had settled into a routine. We still had sex, but it was usually predictable. What was the line from the old song “When your feeling alright and the lights are low…” Something along those lines. With our daughter at home, it was even less spontaneous. I decided that I might see how things went tonight.

We had dinner. Katie fixed us tacos and even cleaned up the kitchen. She is a good kid. Sometimes a little clueless, but aren’t we all? A keeper for sure. After the family dinner we watched another movie. The good thing was that we were finally getting caught up on our “watch list”. It also gave us more to talk about. Guess there were some advantages to this lock down thing. At least we were trying to make the most out of the circumstance.

Jim decided to watch some news and Katie went off to her room. I tidied a few things off and headed to our room. Yes, Jim was definitely going to get lucky tonight. I hadn’t had a craving for a cock this bad in a while. I was wet just thinking about jumping him. On the way to the bedroom I paused at Katies’ door, knocked and when I didn’t get a response opened it quietly. She was facing away from the door on her bed with her earbuds in. She had a pair of lacy boyshorts on. A cute firm little ass. I’d had that once, it wasn’t in bad shape, but those days were gone. Mom-bod had set in. I closed the door and went to our room.

I decided to slip under the covers naked. See if that gave Jim any ideas. I let my mind wander a bit and my hands did the same. Not anything much, but enough to keep my urge up and my lips moist. It felt good. Not intensely aroused, but warm and wet.

It wasn’t long and I heard Jim come in. He was considerate, probably figured I was asleep. He quietly went about his routine. I smiled devilishly. He had no clue what was about to happen. Was it considered ‘cougarish’ if you jumped your own hubby? Well, I was about to pounce. The bed bounced slightly as Jim slid into bed. I heard him whisper “Night, hon”. Very sweet.

I whispered back “Good night… or it might be a great night….”. I moved a hand to his belly and kissed his shoulder, then his chest and on to his lips. My hand moved lower and found the waistband of his shorts. I reached in and found his cock, wrapping my fingers around it and feeling the pulse as it began to respond.

“Whoa, Babe. Are you awake? I mean this is great, but I don’t want to take advantage of a good dream you’re having…” Jim whispered but his cock kept swelling.

“Mmmm — I’m very awake. You okay to just lay back and let me have my way with you? Been a while, you want a fuck?” I never talked like that. Thought it might get a reaction from Jim. One way or another. It felt good to be a little nasty, anyway. I slid my hand up and down on his firm dick and then decided to remove his boxers. “No need for these. Let’s get them off.” I was a little surprised my comment hadn’t gotten a reaction either way. But he moved up and let me take his shorts down.

It had been a while since I had given Jim a blow job. I didn’t particularly care for them, but decided tonight was a good time to try things out. As I removed his shorts, I moved my mouth down to his stomach. Kissing along the way. “Mind if I have a little taste of you, Honey? I haven’t tried that in a while. You okay with that?”

“Oh yeah, I am more than okay with that. Whatever you want to do, go for it, Deb.” Jim was quiet as he whispered but there was a clear sense of anticipation in the voice. I felt his hand on my head as I inched closer to his crotch and as I held his manhood he pushed lightly on my head to get closer. “It has been a while. Didn’t think you liked it. Take it however you like it.” I felt his other hand move to my ass which was exposed as my head neared his cock. I teased him a little more with a few kisses on his leg and then placed my lips on his shaft just below the head and above my hand. My tongue traced along the underside and to the tip. I found a drop of salty thick fluid emerging from the hole in the tip.

“Mmmm… You’re leaking a little Jim. I’ll take care of that.” I covered the tip and took his cock into my mouth. I didn’t have a particularly large mouth, so I didn’t get much escort nişantaşı in, but the moan I heard told me it was enough. I closed and sucked and ran my tongue around the bulbous head in my mouth. I felt his hand on my ass and felt a finger exploring my wet slit. I bobbed my head a little keeping the tip in my mouth and my tongue in constant motion. The hand on my head held in place, but the one in my pussy was moving about, getting me even more wet and…

I felt his cock shudder and a hot gush of cum splattered in my mouth. It caught me by surprise, some going down my throat, some leaking out my mouth and I instinctively pulled back and coughed and gasped for air. Jim shouted “Shit! I’m sorry honey. It just, well, I just.. Oh fuck, are you okay?”

I remembered why I didn’t particularly care for sucking cock. The surprise and my gag reflex. I coughed again and started out of the bed for the bathroom. Just then the door opened. “Mom, you okay? I heard…” Katie stopped in the doorway. She saw her naked mother hopping to the bathroom with white goo dripping from her face, her father with a massive erection which clearly was the source sitting in the middle of the bed. A pause of maybe three seconds and the door closed and the sound of her door shutting right after. Note to self. Lock the door the next time you get frisky. If there was a next time. I washed up, coughed a little and drank some water as I tried to recover.

Jim was still in the middle of the bed, head in hands, limp cock deflating. “Damn. I am So sorry, honey. You want to go talk to Katie? I don’t think it is a topic I want to open up with her.”

I was already halfway to the door. “Yeah, I got this. Go to sleep if you can. I think I will be up for a while.” I had thrown on a robe, but the damage was done. I could only imagine the shock. Seeing your parents naked was one thing, but what was the term “in corpus delecti” caught in the act? Eww. I knocked on the door. “Katie…you okay?” I turned the knob. The door opened. Katie was on the bed eyes closed and stayed that way as I looked in.

“Mom, I’m fine. I heard, well, you know what I heard. I thought I should check. Nothing to say. Can we drop it before we even go there? I’m fine. Let’s leave it there, okay?” It was more a wish then a statement.

“Fine darling. But thank you for checking on me. That was the best thing about this…um…situation. It’s dropped. Unless you want to bring it up. Night.” I closed the door and went downstairs.

“Well, that went well.” I said to no one as I sank into the couch. “So much for my cougar instinct. More like a… like a…” I couldn’t even come up with a clumsy animal. I sulked for a few moments, alternating between being mad at myself for trying something out of my nature, mad at my husband for not giving me any warning he was about to drown me with a torrent of cum and concern over my daughter. Poor dear. Hearing her mother gag and then rushing in to a scene like that. “Fuck.” That summed it up.

I picked up my phone, checked my mail, looked at a couple of news stories and was about to set it down and head back to bed when I decided to check my other email. There was a new note from Matt. Perfect. Maybe I can fuck this up too. I opened the note.

“Hi Summer. Yes, I understand the need for no names. I would very much like to see more. You have a very nice pair of breasts and I find them rather exciting. I must tell you, I am not very experienced, so I am not sure what to expect from this, but I am a good student and very willing to learn. I think you might be a wonderful teacher. I can’t wait to hear from you again and the idea of seeing more of you is very exciting. Matt.”

Well, I got his attention for sure. I looked at the time on the note. It had just been sent. Why not. I’ll send him a reply. Everything else has gone wrong, why not this, too. “Hello Matt! I think the exciting thing about this is that neither of us knows what to expect. I appreciate that you are not experienced, and I hope I can teach you a few things. Sweet of you to compliment me on my breasts. I am glad you noticed. Would you like to see them? I can send a picture if you would. And I would not say ‘no’ to a picture from you, showing me what you have. Let me know if you don’t understand. Summer.” I hit send and flopped back. “Loser”. Cybering with someone who should be dating my daughter. Totally messed up. But a little exciting on the other hand.

I left the mail ap open and turned on the television. Nothing on, I wasn’t watching anyway. I mostly was just clicking. A few minutes in I looked and there was a reply in my mail! Hmmm. I might have found a good pen pal!

“Summer. OMG! I can’t believe this. I sure hope this isn’t a catfish scheme, but I can’t risk it being real. Here is a quick picture of me. I can lose the shorts if you want. Looking forward to your picture. M.” The picture below was of a thin, tall man. No head in the mirror shot wearing a pair of boxer shorts with what looked like a decent bulge. That might have been my imagination or wishful thinking, but it was nice. I decided to reward his prompt response. I undid the robe and exposed my chest while raising my phone for a selfie. The flash was bright and nearly blinded me in the dark, but it produced a serviceable picture once I cropped a little out of the background.

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