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February 13th. It was raining old women and sticks outside, and I was sitting alone at the bar in one of those “brass and glass” places. Almost closing time. At least this chain had a decent rib eye. Just finished my steak and vegetables and was nursing a ginger ale. Saw her walk in, sit down a few seats away, and order a Shiraz.

She looked at me. Smiled and nodded. I returned the gesture.

She said, “Scotch?” and pointed toward my drink with her chin.

“Ginger ale.”

“Not a drinker?”

“Not so much.” Didn’t want to get into the fact that I had a problem with that sort of thing.

“My Dad was like that. Drank heavily for years. Then just quit.”

“Good for him,” I said, and smiled. She had just assumed (correctly) that I had some troubles with alcohol in my past. How did she know?

“How did you know?” I delivered this question fully expecting her to ask “how did she know what?” It was a test. Could she hang?

“Just a guess. You just confirmed it,” she said.

“Nick.” I smiled.

“Julie.” So did she.

Yes. She could hang. She looked somewhat like Téa Leoni, but with dark hair (a bit damp from the rain). 5′ 6″ with a sharp jaw line, high cheek bones, and smile lines. I guessed her weight at a buck-10. Buck-15, maybe. A few strands of black hair dangled errantly over her face. She swept them away periodically. Large hoop earrings. Crows feet were just beginning to form at the corners of her light blue eyes. No makeup, save for a bit of mascara. Maybe a bit of base and blush, but not too much. I guessed her age in the mid-40’s — same as me. Perfectly manicured eyebrows and a beautiful smile with straight white teeth. It was obvious she exercised regularly and took care of herself. She had great legs, good posture, and good skin. Her voice was a bit deeper and huskier than what I had expected. A smoker? Just in case, I double-checked her hands and Adam’s apple. She was all woman. And no, she wasn’t wearing a wedding ring.

She was wearing black cowboy boots and a light blue cotton dress. She had been wearing a black leather jacket and removed it now. I could see she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her tits were obviously fake.

She caught me looking and smiled. “You like?”

“I do,” I said as I raised my eyebrows. I felt my heart rate increase a bit, as well as the blood rushing to my cock. Pretty sure I was blushing.

She tilted her head back and laughed a deep sexy laugh. “I can tell. You’re blushing.” She giggled deeply in the back of her throat. She looked me directly in the eyes, smiled, and tilted her head just a bit. She glanced around (the bartender was presently absent). She pinched her nipples, made a little moan, and said, “They’re worth every penny. I still have sensitivity in my nipples.”

Her nipples were visible through the dress. Her face was flushed. She looked around again, then again pinched her nipples. Pulled on them a little bit. Twisted gently. Then pulled a little more. She did this a few times. Easily her nipples were poking out a half-inch from behind her dress. She closed her eyes and started breathing through her mouth. I could see her respiration quickening and a few beads of sweat on her forehead. She pulled and twisted a few more times, a little faster than before, almost tweaking them. Moving her fingers back and forth over them, as well. “I’ll be right back,” She said. “Watch my drink.”

She threw her purse over her shoulder, grabbed her coat and headed toward the bathroom. I noticed that she had strategically draped her coat over her arm and placed it against her chest. As she walked away, I could not see an underwear line under her dress on her perfect ass. Thong or otherwise.

So I sat there. Kind-of a stupid-ass grin on my face. Heart beating a little too fast. Cock hard in my jeans. I reached in my jeans and adjusted my cock so it was pointing up toward my belly. At least now it wasn’t so obvious that I had a hard-on. My cock throbbed against my lower belly, and I liked the direction this evening was headed. The friction of my jeans felt warm and comforting, and I was glad I wasn’t wearing underwear. I felt healthy and masculine and ready for whatever she had in mind.

The bartender came and went as he was closing-up for the night. Tomorrow night he’d be shellacked with Valentine’s Day dates. Tonight was a tomb. This was an isolated area of the restaurant and Julie and I were the only customers. There was a mindless sitcom muted on the TV above the bar. I was sifting through pointless emails on my phone when I heard her walk up behind me. She leaned against me and I could feel her hard nipples against my back. She reached around with her hand and traced the outline of my cock on the outside of my jeans. She squeezed gently.

“I just went to the bathroom and jacked-off,” she whispered into my ear. “I was thinking about you.”

I was speechless. This couldn’t be any more of a fantasy.

“Do you want to taste me?” she asked.

I nodded.

She moved her right hand up and gently put her middle Ataşehir Escort finger in my mouth. I sucked and tasted her finger. My tongue swirled around her finger and she tasted sweet and musky. While still behind me, she put her lips on the side of my neck, and I could feel and hear her short breaths.

“I was thinking about going back to your place,” she said.

“I think that’s a capital idea,” I said. I threw 50 bucks on the bar for my meal and her drink and we headed out.

———-

It had stopped raining as we walked across the dark parking lot to my truck. Everything smelled fresh and clean. “You want to follow me?” I asked.

“No. I’ll just ride with you. I’ll get my car later.” She pointed to a red Acura.

“What do you do?” I questioned as we were walking. I reached down and took her hand in mine. She returned the gesture and grasped it tightly.

“Does it matter? I have a decent job. Some days are better than others. It pays the bills, but it’s not my identity.”

“Good point,” I said. “It’s good to be reminded that we are not our jobs.”

“Exactly. You get it.”

We got to my truck and I opened the door for her. She slid in, then unlocked the door for me. Another test passed. Had she just sat there like an idiot, she would have failed the test.

I got in and cranked the truck. It roared to life, and strains of Charlie Parker, Miles Davis, and McCoy Tyner cooed from the speakers.

“Bebop jazz?” she asked.

“Yup.”

“Please turn it up.” She smiled.

Could this be any more perfect? “No problem.”

“Is it OK if I smoke?” she asked.

“It’s completely OK, and thank you for asking.”

She lit up. Then I lit up. I put it in drive and we headed toward my place.

“I feel like I need to say this,” I said after a long pause. “I live alone in a shithole duplex. I’m very boring, and somewhat of an introvert. I don’t drink, and I don’t have a TV — by choice. My life revolves around providing for my daughter who lives with her Mother 800 miles away.”

“I really don’t care about any of that,” she said, matter-of-fact. “This is what I know: You are wired like me. You like sex. You jack-off a lot. You enjoy sensual pleasures. Like me, you are a visual person and we’re both attracted to each other. Neither of us is married. You don’t drink, and therefore don’t require pills to stay hard. Once you’ve had me, you probably won’t want me again. I’m OK with all that. I’m just looking for one night of pleasure, then I’m gone.”

“Are you for real?” I asked.

She tilted her head back and gave that deep throaty laugh again. “Yes. I’m just a girl. Attracted to a guy with a hard-on in good-fitting jeans and a turtle-neck sweater. You’re over 6 feet and your shoulders are wide. I like the stubble on your face, and the fact that you’ve got strong hands and smell great. You’re intelligent, and not afraid of the fact that I told you that I beat-off in the bathroom.”

“Well, you’re dead-on about all that,” I said. I was wondering how she knew all that about me. She was completely correct about all of it. Heck, maybe she was smarter and more observant than me. Which isn’t such a bad thing. Maybe she was testing me.

She tossed her cigarette out the window as Erykah Badu cycled into my Ipod. “Oooh. I LOVE her. (pause) Is it OK if I smoke a bowl?”

“You go right ahead. That’s not my thing. Too close to my substance abuse comfort zone border. I’m not gonna damn you for it, though,” I said.

“Thanks,” she smiled. “More for me.” She packed her bowl and went through her rituals of getting high. She started swaying gently left and right to the music as the smell of chronic permeated the truck.

“I just love Erykah Badu. She’s such a mean bitch.”

“Yes. I agree. A woman demanding equal treatment. Gotta respect her,” I said.

“Are you for real?” she cloyed.

I laughed out loud.

———-

As we drove, her rhythmic left and right swaying to the music became almost hypnotic. We liked the same type of music. The “vibe,” the “groove,” the “pocket” of the song was more important than anything else.

I noticed that she periodically reached between her legs and under her dress.

I asked, “Whatcha doin’ down there?”

She said, “Just beating-off a little bit. You don’t mind, do you?”

“No. Not even a little bit.” I was pleasantly surprised to see again her lack of embarrassment regarding her body.

She leaned her seat back. She pulled up her dress and exposed a perfectly shaved pussy. “You like my pretty pussy?” she asked.

“Yes. Very much so.” The dash lights provided just enough illumination.

She put some spit on her fingers, then spread her legs and began massaging her clit. She said, “You like watching me jack-off? It makes me feel sexy to have someone watch me masturbate.”

“You’ve got the right audience,” I said. It sounded kinda cheesy in my head as I said it, but it was completely true.

I watched as she played with her clit. Ataşehir Escort Bayan She would go slow, then faster, then slide her middle finger in and out. Then she’d go back to rubbing her clit slowly again and repeat the process. She was enjoying her body, and I was enjoying watching.

“Is your cock hard?” she asked.

“Very.”

“Can I see it?”

I held the wheel with my left knee as I unbuttoned my jeans. They were Levi’s 501’s, so I just pulled them apart. Gotta love 501’s. My cock popped out and I gently stroked it. I was very hard and it was nice to release it from the restraints of my jeans.

She reached over with her left hand and gently squeezed my cock. She continued to masturbate with her right.

“That’s a perfect penis,” She said. “Not too big. Not to small. Just right.”

“Thank you. I think so, too.”

After a bit of her stroking both her and me, she asked, “Can I suck your cock?”

“Not right now. Let’s save that for later,” I said.

“OK.” She continued to play with her clit as we cycled into the music of Bill Evans. I put my hard cock back in my jeans.

She continued masturbating, more emphatically now. A minute later, she grit her teeth and said, “I gonna cum.”

“Cum, Baby,” I said.

She was vigorously rubbing her clit up and down. She grit her teeth, closed her eyes and growled from a low pitch to a higher pitch. She squirted a little bit on my seat as she came, her hips bucking just a bit.

She exhaled and fell in a slump. “Sorry about the squirt, Baby,” she said.

“No need to apologize. You just added to my spank bank. The cleanup is worth it.”

She smiled. I reached behind me for a blanket that I keep in the extended cab of my truck and covered her. She quickly fell asleep with a little smile on her face as I drove. She didn’t stir until we reached my house.

———-

She woke as we pulled into the driveway of my rental. She yawned and said, “I gotta pee.”

Absolutely zero shame to this girl.

We both got out and I led the way to my door. I unlocked and opened it for her and caught a whiff of her fresh smell as she walked by. That smell may have been a hair or body spray product. Maybe deodorant. To this day, I still don’t know what that “freshness” was. But it liked it. It was feminine and it was comforting.

She walked in like she owned the place. Glanced around, found the bathroom, walked in, and closed the door.

I wasn’t quite sure what to do. I walked over to my laptop and hit the space bar. Pandora fired up through the external speakers with Keith Jarret banging out changes for Miles.

I looked around to ensure there wasn’t anything “out of sorts” — dirty underwear and socks lying about, dirty dishes, basically anything I’d be embarrassed about. There wasn’t. In addition, I checked to make sure I didn’t have any bills or financial records that could be easily accessible. As perfect as this woman appeared, I didn’t want to take any chances. Therefore, I took a quick second to password protect the screen saver on my laptop. One can never be too vigilant. I don’t have anything to hide, but providing a complete stranger full-access to all my personal information is just plain stupid.

She came out of the bathroom. “Your turn,” she said. “Go take a shower and clean all your parts.”

“I just showered a few hours ago.”

“This is not negotiable. It’ll take 10 minutes.”

Have to pick your battles. “Um… OK. I have juice, almond milk, and bottled water in the fridge. There are tea bags above the sink. Make yourself at home.”

She smiled. “Go. And don’t beat off.” She pointed to the bathroom.

So she was a clean freak. And really, what’s so bad about that?

“Yes ma’am.” I saluted, made the requisite USMC about-face, and headed to my bathroom grinning like an idiot.

While I was in the bathroom “cleaning my parts,” she knocked and entered with a big empty cooking pot. She was completely naked.

“Hi guy,” She said, as she held the pot under the warm water. I could see her scanning me, top to bottom, paying particular attention to my penis. “That’s a perfect penis,” she said again.

“You already said that,” I said.

“Sometimes things need to be said more than once. Merely to know they’re appreciated.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Whatcha doin’ with that big pot?”

“Filling it with warm water, Silly.”

I grabbed the pot from her. I could tell it was getting somewhat heavy.

She grabbed my razor from the shower rack and said “Be right back.”

She left and was back in 5 seconds. She grabbed the pot of warm water from me. “Finish up, then meet me in the bedroom.”

I did. Quickly.

———-

After cleaning my “parts,” I wrapped a towel around my mid-section and walked to my bedroom.

She had taken all the sheets off my bed. She was laying on her back, head and upper body on a pile of pillows. Legs open and slowly massaging her clit as I walked in. She got up and Escort Ataşehir said, “Lay down right here.”

I did. I could still feel the warmth of her body on the plastic mattress cover.

“Do you have any girl toys?”

I pointed to the dresser. “Top drawer.”

Her ass was almost heart-shaped as she bent over to reach in the dresser. Between her legs, I could see her perfectly shaved vagina.

“Yay!” she said as she triumphantly held up a blue vibrator. She turned it on, then back off. “That will do just perfect. Lotion and towels?”

“In the bathroom.”

She headed that direction, and I could hear her finding the things she needed, as well as washing the vibrator. Clean freak. In addition I heard her put something in the microwave for about 15 seconds. The lotion, I assumed.

She came back into the bedroom, sat on the bed and said, “I’m going to shave you.”

“Well, then,” I said. Not real sure what else to say.

“Lift your ass a little,” she said.

I did and she pulled off the towel. I was immensely hard, and it was hard for me to keep my hands off my cock. It was throbbing, moving itself up and down. I had zero control over this. With the back of her fingers, she gently rubbed my cock, my balls, and my inner thighs. It felt wonderful. Sensuous.

“I can see your boys are tight up against you. Don’t come yet, Baby. I need you to stay hard. What strategies do you use for edging?”

“I’ve tried them all — perineum pressure, testes tug, squeezing just below the head. The only thing that seems to work is just merely stop stimulating. But I know my body pretty well, and I know when to stop. I’ll let you know.”

“That sounds good,” she said. “I like the manscaping, too.”

“Thanks.” I always kept myself trimmed-up. When I cut the hair on my head every week, I also trim-up down below. I don’t get crazy with it, just put on the 1/8″ guard and zip through it. As much as I beat off (usually at least once a day), it seems more hygienic. Maybe I’m a bit of a clean freak, too.

She stopped touching me and put her hands under my thighs. She lifted gently indicating she wanted me to raise my thighs. I did. She got in a sitting position with her legs under mine. Her feet near my hips, similar to the spider position. I grabbed her feet, (bright red toenails, freshly pedicured) and gently started kneading her instep.

“I’ll give you an hour to quit doing that,” Julie said.

I smiled.

She grabbed the vibrator and turned it on. She laid it flat on the bed and leaned to the side a bit. She slid the vibrator toward her pussy, then slowly leaned back down on it.

She made a sensual pleasure noise (MMMmmmm) and said, “Wish every task could be as enjoyable as this.”

The vibrator wasn’t inside her. She was just merely sitting on it while it was flat on the bed. Periodically, she would lean back or forward, left or right. She was putting it where it felt good on her clit. It was incredibly enjoyable to watch.

“Now we get to work,” she said. “I may have to stop and cum every now and then, but I won’t be shaving you when that happens.”

“I appreciate that,” I chuckled. “I’m kinda freaked out about having a stranger operating a razor near my genitals.”

“Don’t worry, Baby. I’ve done this before.”

That made me feel a little bit better, anyway.

She put some lotion in her hands, then rubbed it on my cock and balls. The lotion was warm, and her touch was very light. I hate aggressive touches in bed. It takes away from the sensuality of things.

“Here we go!” she said. “Grab some lotion, and beat off, but just on the head of your penis. Do it gently, so you don’t move too much. Do it slowly so you don’t cum.”

I did. And sparingly so. I knew I was close to the edge, regardless of the woman with the razor near my cock.

She dipped the razor in the warm water, then gently started shaving down the shaft of my cock. “Gotta get those little hairs on the shaft,” she said.

She appeared to be concentrating, and would stop to clean the razor in the warm water after every stroke. Every now and again, she’d make a pleasure noise, and I noticed we both were sweating. She had turned the heat up while I was in the shower. When she leaned forward, her nipples would brush against my legs. She moved her torso back and forth to stimulate her nipples, then cock her hips back and forth to adjust her clit over the vibrator while making little moans. She made the best pleasure noises.

She had made only 5 or 6 passes with the razor when she stopped and closed her eyes. “I’m gonna cum again.”

She did, making the same low to high growl. Her jaw was clenched as her hips shook and her head bobbed uncontrollably. She had dropped the razor and was holding on to my knees tightly.

I had to stop touching myself or I would cum. It’s the ultimate pleasure for me to see a woman orgasm. Maybe I’m a bit of a voyeur, but, for me, seeing a woman make it home is the pinnacle of sexual experiences.

Most all women smile after they cum. She did, too. She picked up the razor, dipped it in the water, and continued shaving me while smiling.

She stopped to move the vibrator. Probably an over-stimulation thing. She said, “Lift your ass a little.”

I did.

She turned the vibrator around and started to move it toward my ass.

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Baldızsız bir gün geçiremez olmuştum, baldızın sesini duymadan, kendini görmeden yapamıyordum ve bu durum beni korkutuyordu. Emin olmadan yapacağım bir hareket ise telafisi olmayan bir sonla bitebilir ve eşimi kaybedebilirdim. Bu dönemde de internette sürekli Enişte Baldız itirafları, Baldızını siken Enişte sex Hikayeleri okumaya başlamıştım, oradan bir tüyo bulabilir miyim, başkaları baldızlarını nasıl sikmiş veya sikiyor diye. Cuma akşamıydı, eşimle yemek yedik. Apartmanda yaşlı ve yalnız yaşayan bir teyze vardı, eşim, “Ben Nejla teyzeye bir bakayım, yemek falan götüreyim.” dedi ve evden çıktı. Ben de hemen Laptoptan yine Baldız hikayeleri okumaya koyuldum. Tam okurken kapı çaldı, ben eşimin geldiğini düşünerek Laptopun kapağını kapattım, Boxerimla kapıyı açtığımda eşim değil de baldızım Buse karşımda duruyordu… Tokalaşıp öpüşüp içeri aldım, ablasının komşuya gittiğini, salona geçmesini, üzerime eşofman giyip geleceğimi söyledim. İçeri geri döndüğümde baldızım Laptopumu açmış, okuduğum Baldız hikayesini görmüş ve “Enişte utanmıyorsun beni arzulamaya? Ben senin ilgini çekecek ne yaptım? Ben size hep gıptayla baktım, ablamla ikinizin çok mutlu olduğunuzu düşündüm!” dedi. Mahvolmuştum, utancımdan ve korkudan yerin dibine girdim, ne diyeceğimi bilemedim. Kendimi toparladım ve “Bak Buse burada okuduklarımın senle alakası yok, ben seni hiç böyle görmedim! Ablan duyarsa yanlış anlar!” dedim olayı kapatmaya çalıştım. Buse de, “Ablama söylemem, ama böyle bir şey hissedersem bozuşuruz seninle!” dedi ve sustu. Zaten 10 dakika sonra da eşim geldi… Baldız eşime bir şey anlatmadı, fakat bu olaydan sonra benden uzaklaşmaya başladı. Benim evde olmadığım zamanlar gelip gidiyormuş, beni aramıyor sormuyordu, zaten bende de onu arayacak yüz kalmamıştı. Eşimin Pazar günü altın günü vardı ve o hafta annesinde olacaktı, “Adnan beni annemlere bırakır mısın, bu sıcakta otobüsle gitmeyeyim!” dedi, ben de götürdüm. Kaynanamlara vardık, ayıp olmasın diye kapıdan merhaba deyip çıkayım dedim. O sırada baldızımla kapıda karşılaştık. Baldızım, “Enişte geçerken beni de arkadaşıma bırakabilir misin, arkadaşımın doğum günü var.” dedi. Eşim de, “Tabi bıraksın!” dedi. Arabaya bindik, hiç konuşmadan gidiyoruz Buse’yle. Kaynanamlardan epey uzaklaşmıştık ki, baldızım, “Enişte, müsait bir yerde dur da konuşalım!” deyince şaşırmıştım. Arabayı uygun bir yere çektim, durdum… Baldız, “Enişte o günden beri neden böyle hikayeler okuduğunu düşünmeden edemiyorum, ablam sana yetmiyor mu?” dedi. “Ablanla ilgili değil, boş ver, nereye gideceksen bırakayım!” dedim. “Bir yere gitmeyeceğim, seninle buluşmak için uydurdum!” dedi. Daha da şaşırmıştım, “Nasıl yani?” dedim. “Bak enişte sana dürüst davranacağım, seni ve ablamı çok seviyorum, bugüne kadar senin bir yanlışını görmedim, ablamı da bildiğim kadarıyla hiç aldatmadın. O günden sonra ben de Enişte Baldız hikayeleri okumaya başladım. Ve anladım ki, seks fantazisi olan tüm erkekler baldızlarıyla sevişmek istiyorlar. Hatta okuduklarımda, kendisini eniştesine sunan baldızlar gaziantep escort da var. Hem senin hem kendi merakımı gidermek için, seninle sadece bir kereliğine yüzeysel olarak, ileri gitmeden sevişeceğim! Sizin eve götür beni!” dedi. Duyduklarıma inanamadım, inanın eve nasıl gittiğimi bile hatırlamıyorum. Eve kendimizi zor attık, direk yatak odasına geçtik. Baldızım, “Bak enişte tekrar söylüyorum, ileri gitmeyeceksin ve bunu sadece bir kere yapacağız ve bu aramızda mezara kadar sır olarak kalacak! Tamam mı?” dedi. “Tamam!” dedim ve yavaşça öpüşmeye başladık. Baldız o kadar acemiydi ki, öpüşmeyi bilmediği her halinden belliydi. Baldızı ürkütmemem gerektiğini biliyordum ama heyacandan da ölüyordum. Baldızın da benden kalır yanı yoktu. 20 dakikaya yakın öpüştük. Baldızın yanakları ve dudakları kıp kırmızı olmuştu. Yavaşça yatağa uzatıp bacaklarının arasına girerek sikimin sertliğini hissetmesini sağladım. Baldızın Bodysini çıkartmaya çalıştığımda utandı, “Yapma enişte!” dedi. Ben de, “Bak Buse senin istemediğin hiçbir şeyi yapmayacağım, sana söz veriyorum, sadece çıplak sevişeceğiz!” dedim. “Sözüne güveniyorum enişte!” diyerek kabul etti. Sütyeniyle kaldığında, elma büyüklüğünde memelerini okşadım. Boynunu omuzlarını öptüm yaladım. Memelerini sütyenden çıkartıp dakikalarca yaladım, emdim. Göbeğinden sonra artık sıra amına gelmişti. Sadece baldız değil, ben de heyacandan ölecektim. Pantolonunu çıkarırken itiraz etmedi, küloduyla beraber çıkardım. Öpüşmemiz esnasında baldızın amı sulanmış, külotu su içinde kalmıştı, resmen işemiş gibiydi. Tazecik amı muhteşem bir şeydi, tertemizdi ve misler gibi kokuyordu. Baldızın amını yavaş yavaş dillemeye ve yalamaya başladığımda, baldız saçlarımı tutuyor, “Yapma enişte!” diyordu. Ama heyecandan ikimiz de ölmüştük. Uzun bir süre amını ve Klitorisini yaladım emdim, dilimi kızlık zarına kadar sokmuştum amına. Çok küçük amı vardı ve baldızın amını yalarken ben de külotuma boşalmıştım. Baldız da uzun sürmeden kasılarak titreyerek ilk defa Orgazm oluyor ve saçlarımı daha sert çekiyor, canımı yakıyordu. “Nasıl aşkım?” dedim. “Harikaydı, ilk defa böyle oluyorum, çok zevk aldım!” dedi. “Sen de benimkini yalamak ister misin?” dedim. “Tamam!” dedi ve beni soymaya başladı. Çok heyacanlı olduğu her halinden belliydi, külotum kalana kadar soydu… Ben yatağa uzandım ve baldız benim ü
zerime gelerek dudaklarımdan başladı, göbeğime kadar acemi bir şekilde beni yalıyor, benim içim gıdıklanıyordu. Yattığım yerden doğrularak, “Benimkini görme zamanın geldi!” dedim. Yavaşça Boxerimi indirdi. Yarağımı görünce baldızın yüzündeki ifadeyi görmeniz lazımdı, çok korktu, “Enişte bu ne böyle? Bu nasıl giriyor ablama? Nasıl alıyor bunu içine?” dedi. Aslında yarağım o kadarda büyük değil, ama kalın, kısa bir sopa gibi. İlk defa bir yarak gördüğü için korkmuştu. Az önce küloduma boşaldığım için banyoda yıkayıp geldim ve “Hadi aşkım yala yarağımı!” dedim. “Nasıl yapacağım bilmiyorum ki?” dedi. Elini tuttum, yarağıma götürdüm ve sıvazlatmaya başlattım, “Tıpkı dondurma yalar gibi yalayacaksın!” dedim. Baldız acemice dilini yarağımın üzerinde gezdirmeye başladığında, ben de tarif edilemez duygular yaşıyordum. Ağzına almasını söylediğimde yüzü ekşidi, “Yapamam, çok büyük!” dedi. “Yaparsın! Ablan ağzına bunun tamamını alıyor!” dedim. Baldız istemeye istemeye ağzına verdim. Midesi kalkıyor, kusacak gibi oluyor, ben de üzerine fazla gidemiyordum. Ama aldığım zevkin tarifi yoktu. 5 dakika yalattıktan sonra ağzından çıkardım ve göğüslerine boşaldım… O gün baldıza 69 pozisyonunu da öğrettim ve 2 defa da o şekilde birbirimizi boşalttık ve gayet mutlu bir şekilde, birbirimizden memmun kalarak orada noktaladık. O gün baldıza söz verdiğim için ileriye gitmedim ve bir daha bu konu hakkında hiçbir şey konuşmadım ve imada bulunmadım. Fakat baldızımı aklımdan çıkaramıyor, onu daha çok arzuluyordum. Baldızı her düşündüğümde sikimin başı zonkluyordu ve hırsımı yine karımı sikerek çıkarıyordum. Aklımda hep baldızım vardı, acaba o da benim gibi yanıp tutuşuyor muydu? Kafam darmadağındı. Yalnız, bütün bu duygular içindeyken baldızımın hareketleri bana olumlu gelmeye başlamıştı, bize geldiğinde ablasına çaktırmadan önüme bakıp hafif tebessüm ediyordu. Ben de bozuntuya vermiyor, eşime yakalanmaktan çok korkuyordum. Uzun bir zaman baldızımla rutin bir şekilde (eskisi gibi normal) yaşantımız devam ediyordu. Aradan uzun zaman geçti ve ikimiz de birbirimize hiçbir şey söyleyemedik. Baldız istese bile, hamleyi benim yapmam gerekiyordu, çünkü baldızım çok utangaç bir yapıya sahipti. Bir gün kaynanamlara oturmaya gitmiştik. Eşimin Sakarya’daki amcası ameliyat olmuştu, kaynanam, “Biz 2 hafta sonra Sakarya’ya geçmiş olsuna gideceğiz, isterseniz siz de gelin.” dedi. Ben de işlerimin olduğunu, dilerse eşimin onlarla gidebileceğini söyledim. Eşim de kabul etti. Bu arada kayınbabam, “Buse’nin Dersanesi var, o gelemez, sizin evde kalsın.” diye teklif edince, içimden bir oley çektim (Eşimin ailesi bana çok güvenir), “Tamam!” dedim. Aradan 2 hafta geçti, Cuma günü eşim işyerinden beni aradı, “Babamlar Sakarya’ya bugünden gidelim, 2 gece kalıp Pazar günü dönelim diyor, ne yapayım?” dedi. Ben de, “Sen bilirsin, git istersen!” dedim. “Tamam, o zaman akşam Buse’yi Dersaneden sen alırsın!” dedi, ona da tamam dedim. Ama heyecandan kalbim duracak gibiydi, sikim yine taş gibi olmuş, belki bu akşam hayatımın golünü atabilirdim. Cepten Buse’yi aradım akşam Dersaneden çıkış saatini sordum ve onu almaya geleceğimi söyledim. Akşamı zor ettim, çeşitli hayaller kurup baldızıma sahip olmayı düşündüm. Saat 17:30 gibi Dersanenin önündeydim. Baldızım yanında kendi gibi çıtı pıtı bir kızla geldi, arabaya bindiler. Kısa bir tanışma faslından sonra isminin Yasemin olduğunu öğrendim. Baldızım daha önce bana Yasemin’den bahsetmişti, sırdaşım en yakın arkadaşım diye. “Enişte, Yasemin de bizimle kalacak bu gece!” deyince, başımdan aşağı kaynar sular döküldü, içimden (Bu da nerden çıktı şimdi, bir çuval inciri berbat ettin baldız) diye düşünürken, benim betim benzim atmış, suratım yerlerde idi. Baldızım, “Hayırdır enişte, yoksa Yasemin’in bizimle kalmasında bir sorun mu var?” dediğinde, kendime gelip, “Yoo, kalsın ne sorun olacak ki?” diyebildim. Baldızım o anda bir kahkaha attı ve “Şaka yaptım enişte, gerçekten kalacaktı da annesi izin vermedi!” dedi. Biraz olsun rahatladım ve kendi kendime (Bu kız benimle oynuyor mu acaba?) diye düşünmeden edemedim. Yasemin’in evi bizim evin istikametindeydi, onu evlerine bırakıp, baldızımla bizim eve geldik. Eşimi cepten aradım, Sakarya’ya varmışlar, ben de amcasına telefonda geçmiş olsun dedim, kapattım. Baldızımla karnımızı doyurduk. TV izlerken baldız birden, “Enişte sen çok iyi bir insansın ve gerçekten sözünün eri birisin, seni her zaman çok takdir ediyorum ve sana hayranım, bunu biliyorsun değil mi?” dedi. Teşekkür ettim. Baldız, “Aramızda yaşananlardan sonra söz verdiğin gibi benden hiçbir şey istemedin ve üzerime gelmedin, isteseydin bana o gün sahip olabilirdin ama yapmadın. Nasıl dayandın bunca zamandır?” dedi. Bende gülerek, “Nasıl dayandığımı gel de bana sor, seni düşünmediğim arzulamadığım bir günüm bile olmadı!” dedim. Baldız kafasını öne eğerek, “Enişte ben de seni çok arzuluyorum, tamam ileri gitmedik ama, yine de ilk erkeğimsin, ilk defa biriyle böyle şeyler yaşadım, ben de senden farksız değilim!” dedi. O an içimde fırtınalar kopmuş, aşırı tahrik olmuştum, “Bak Buse istersen yine bir şeyler yapabiliriz, hatta bu sefer biraz daha ileri gidebiliriz, bu 2 gün bizim için çok güzel bir fırsat, bir daha elimize böyle bir fırsat geçmeyebilir!” dedim. Baldız başını tekrar öne eğerek, “Enişte tamam da ben bakireyim, nasıl olacak? İleride başıma sorun olur bu!” dedi. Ben de gülerek, “Kızım senin iki tane deliğin var, kızlığına dokunmam, onu evleneceğin kişiye sakla, arkadan ver, bana o da yeter!” dedim. Başını kaldırdı, gözlerimin içine bakarak, “Arkadan olmaz, çok günahmış, hem de çok acıyormuş!” dedi. “Sen nerden biliyorsun acıdığını?” dedim. “Boşver… Yapalım, fakat canım çok yanarsa bırakırım! Ama önce duş almak istiyorum, çok terledim!” dedi. Baldız ne dese tamam demekten başka çarem yoktu. “İstersen beraber duş alalım, birbirimizi yıkayalım!” diye teklif ettim, baldız, “Birlikte olmaz, utanırım!” deyince üzerine gitmedim ve “İyi o zaman sen duşunu al gel, sonra ben girerim!” dedim. Baldız banyoya gitti 10-15 dakika sonra eşimin bornozuyla çıka geldi ve ben banyoya gittim. Soyunurken kirli sepetinde baldızımın az önce çıkardığı külotunu gördüm. Elime aldım, sırıl sıklam olmuştu ve çok güzel bir kokusu vardı. Alelacele duşumu alıp bornozumla çıktım… Baldızımı salondan kucağıma alıp yatak odasına götürdüm. Hiçbir şey konuşmadan uzun uzun dudaklarını, boynunu ve kulak memesini ve küçücük göğüslerini bir saate yakın yaladım. Bu anın bitmesini hiç istemiyordum. Baldızım da gözlerini kapatmış, bulutların üzerinde geziniyor, hafif hafif inliyor, ellerini çarşafa geçirmiş, aldığı zevkin tadını çıkarıyordu. Yavaş yavaş baldızın küçücük amcığına inip, am dudaklarını açıp pembemsi amcığına baktığımda, içi seller sular içinde kalmış, amından süzülen sular çarşafı ıslatmıştı. Bu manzara beni daha da tahrik etmiş ve dayanacak gücüm kalmamıştı. Baldızım da benden farksız değildi, bilmediği duygularla Orgazm olmuştu. Klitorisini dişlerimin arasında ezdiğimde şiddetli kasılarak minicik bedeni altımda tir tir titriyor, kendini kasıyor, elleriyle başımı amına daha da bastırarak nefes almamı zorlaştırıyordu. Baldızın Orgazmı geçtiğinde, ters çevirerek 69 pozisyonuna getirdiğimde, sikimi öyle bir kavrayıp yalaması vardı ki, bu sefer ben tarif edilemez duygulara kapılmıştım. Baldız acemiliğinden dişleriyle sikimin başını farkında olmadan acıtıyor, canımı yakıyordu. F
akat büyüyü bozmamak için sesimi çıkartamıyordum. Fazla dayanamadım ve “Buse’m gelmek üzereyim, ağzına boşalacam!” dediğimde sikimi hemen ağzından çıkarttı. Bozulmuştum! Doğruldum, “Bak aşkım, ben senin amının suyunu yaladım yuttum, sen de benimkini yut!” dedim ve baldızın başından iki elim ile tutarak tekrar ağzını sikmeye başladım. Fazla derine girmeden ağzına yarısını sokup çıkarıyordum. Daha fazla dayanamadım başından sıkıca tutarak oluk oluk ağzına boşalmaya başladım. Buse debelenip, sikimi ağzından çıkarmaya çalışıyordu, ama aldırış etmeden son damlasına kadar boşaldım ağzına. Bu yaptığıma bu sefer Buse çok bozulmuş, suratı ekşimiş, döllerimi yutarken zor yutkunuyordu. Boşalmam bitip sikimi ağzından çekince, doğruca Lavaboya koştu. Galiba midesi bulanmış, yuttuklarını çıkarıyordu. Ağzını yıkayıp tekrar odaya geldi ve kızgın bir şekilde, “Enişte, bir daha bunu yapma! Tadı hiç hoş değil, bayat yumurta gibi!” dedi. “Tamam aşkım son!” dedim… Baldızı yüz üstü yatağa yatırdım, göbeğinin altını yastıklarla takviye yaparak muhteşem göt deliğini ortaya çıkarttım. Baldızın göt deliği o kadar küçüktü ki, varla yok arası kırmızı bir nokta gibi duruyordu. Bu manzara beni acaip tahrik edip sikimin kalkmasına yetmişti. Şunu da biliyordum ki, baldızın götünü sikmem hiçte kolay olmayacaktı, işim bayağı zordu. Yumuşaması için götünün deliğini yalamaya başladım ama ne mümkün, daha serçe parmağımı sokmaya çalıştığımda “Ayy canım yandı!” deyip ileri çekiliyordu. Komodinin çekmecesinden eşimin kullandığı bebe yağını aldım ve baldızın götüne biraz akıtarak yavaş yavaş küçük parmağımı sokmaya başladım. Götünün deliği biraz olsun esnemişti ve baldız artık altımda debelenmiyordu. Yaklaşık yarım saat uğraştıktan sonra biraz daha alışınca, bebe yağıyla sikimi bir güzel yağladım ve götünün deliğine hafiften bastırdım. Ama ne mümkün, yine canı yanıyor, bağırıyor ve kendini ileri kaçırıyordu… Baldızın kafasını yastığa bastırdım ve iki eliyle götünün yanaklarını ayırmasını sağladım. Böylece götünün deliği biraz daha ortaya çıkmıştı. Yavaş yaparsam baldızımın götüne asla giremezdim, birden sokmalıydım, bu onun canını çok acıtacaktı, fakat başka türlüde olmayacaktı. Sikimin başını göt deliğine dayadım ve birden yüklendim. Sikimin tamamına yakını götüne girmişti, ama baldızım da, “Yandım anam! Ölüyorum! Nolursun çıkart enişte! Dayanamıyorum! Bayılacam!” diye bağırıyor, odanın içini inletiyordu. Hiç hareketsiz üzerine abandım kaldım. Sikim sanki kırılacak gibi zonkluyordu. Baldız, “Enişte yalvarırım çıkart, ölecem!” derken gözlerinden yanaklarına doğru yaşlar süzülüyordu. 4-5 dakika hareketsiz durdum, ama nafile, baldız altımda halen cıyaklıyordu. Baldızı kendime çekerek yavaş yavaş git gellere başladım. Baldız yırtınıyor, inliyor ve ağlıyor, “Enişte nolur yeter bu kadar, başka zaman yapalım! Çıkart!” diyordu… O anda çıkarırsam baldızın götünü bir daha asla sikemeyebilirdim, “Birazdan geçer aşkım, kendini sıkma aşkım, rahat ol, bak yavaş yavaş yapıyorum!” diye baldızı teselli etmeye çalışıyordum. Baldızın götünü 5 dakika yavaş ve ritmik bir şekilde sikerken, sikime bir sıcaklık geldi. Kesin götü yırtılıp kanamıştı, içinden çıkarırsam kanı görebilir diye düşünerek sikmeye devam ettim. Baldızın götünü sikerken tarif edilemez zevk alıyordum. Baldızım ise acıdan resmen böğürüyordu, buna rağmen devam ettim. 10 dakika sonra ise iyice hızlandım ve “Geliyorum!” diyebildim. Baldızın bir şey demeye mecali dahi kalmamış, altımda acıdan adeta baygın yatıyordu. Boşalırken elimde olmadan ben de böğürerek içine fışkırtmaya başladım. Hiç bu kadar çok boşalmamıştım. Sikimi yavaşça götünden çıkardığımda sikim kanla karışık döllerime bulanmıştı. Baldızın göt deliği bayağı bir açılmıştı ve döllerim götünden çıkarak çarşafa akıyordu. Ben kalkıp banyoya giderken, baldızım halen sızlanıyordu… Duşumu aldım geldim, baldızın yanına uzandım, sırtını okşayıp öptüm ve “Seni çok seviyorum aşkım, beni dünyanın en mutlu erkeği yaptığın için teşekkür ederim!” dedim. Baldız cevap vermeden sadece omuzlarını çekiştirdi. Baldız bir saate yakın konuşmadan ve hareket etmeden öylece yüzüstü yattı, ben de ayaklarından ensesine kadar her yerini okşadım, öptüm, defalarca onu sevdiğimi söyledim. Sonunda baldız bana doğru yan dönünce, “Nasıl oldun aşkım?” dedim. “Biraz daha iyi… Yasemin acıyacağını söylemişti, ama ben bu kadar çok acıyacağını tahmin etmemiştim!” dedi. O gece baldızın götüne dokunmadan, amını yalayarak birkaç kez daha Orgazm edip kendimi affettirdim ve birbirimize sarılarak güzelce uyuduk. Ertesi gün uyandığımızda götünün acısı birazda olsa geçmişti ve baldız götünü sikmemi kendisi istedi. Bu sefer banyoda sabunlu sabunlu siktim baldızın götünü. Orospu götten sikilmenin zevkini almıştı artık, gün boyunca 3 kez daha siktirdi götünü bana. Yalayarak kaldırdığı sikimin üstüne kendiliğinden oturuyor ve zorlanmadan köküne kadar alıyordu götüne… Baldızım ile yaşadığım o iki sex dolu günü hayatım boyunca hiç unutamadım. O günden sonra da baldızım ile evde yalnız kaldığımız her fırsatta onu götünden sikiyorum. Üstelik yalnız kaldığımız anlarda baldızım kendisi gelip hadi enişte sik beni diyor ve ben de götünden sikiyorum.

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My name is Marshall, I’m a 24 year old, bisexual white male. I’m almost 5′ 10″s tall and around 160 lbs.. I modestly think I’m considered above average in looks. I have green eyes and while I don’t have a gym body, I’m still pretty fit. I have been in a relationship with the same woman for about 9 months. My girlfriend has a very pretty face but is a little on the chubby side. We have sex on a regular basis, but she just doesn’t fulfill all my needs.

As far as my friends know, I’m 100% heterosexual.

In reality, I would consider myself an oral bisexual bottom that secretly desires to service well endowed men. I have always wanted to try anal, but have not had the opportunity yet. Nobody knows about the clandestine hook ups I have with men that I have met from a website called Reddit. I want to keep it that way and make a big effort to be discreet. The few times I have hooked up, I hosted, as I feel safer meeting at my apartment.

For those of you that don’t know Reddit, it’s a website that caters to almost any topic in the world. There are sub category communities for news, hobbies, sports, tv, sex, just about anything you want to discuss, you can find it on Reddit.

I mostly look at the sex categories. They have thousands of categories that cater to specific sexual fetishes. Some of my favorites are circumcised cocks, massive cocks, monster cocks, bimbos and bikinis, just to name a few. I have about 30 subcategories saved in my favorites that I look at daily, mostly browsing the pics of hard cocks. As you can respond directly to the individual that posted pictures and videos, it’s also used as a hook up site for sex.

A lot of people on there are flakes and trolls that just waste your time. I have been on there for 2 years and have only hooked up with 6 guys. What usually happens is that after endless dialog with a perspective hook up, they just disappear and you never hear from them again. Still, I love looking at the pics of the 1,000’s of hard cocks posted daily. If you have never been to Reddit, you should check it out. It’s an amazing source for porn and potential hook ups for almost any kink that pushes your buttons.

Some of my most very favorite categories, are anything related to semen. I have a cum fetish. I find myself especially drawn to the bukkake and facial videos, even more obsessing over videos where the sucker swallows the cum of the man he is servicing. Swallowing a man’s cum is a huge turn on to me. In my limited experiences, more than a few guys have asked me if I would swallow when they cum. It’s like they wanted to degrade me, maybe lord over me, or mark their territory, which I find makes the act hotter and even more personal. I have never denied any of them that and relish this final act of servitude as closure to a perfect worshipful blow job. Almost a sacred act, I have always relished consuming a man’s ejaculate when I service his cock orally. I feel it’s my duty to swallow, accepting his precious gift to my tummy.

The privilege of consuming his God given baby batter is the hottest thing ever to me. I feel that’s part of my job requirement when I service a cock. I am compelled to swallow, never missing a drop. Submissively surrendering to swallow, I find it so taboo and deviantly forbidden to ingest his life giving semen. It’s such a rewarding personal gesture for me, to be so subservient to a man, that I gladly swallow his life creating seed.

I recently stumbled onto a new sub category on Reddit, that I personally find amazing. It’s called “Hyperspermia”.

Hyperspermia is a condition in men that produces an abnormally large ejaculation of sperm. As I watched 100’s of the videos posted in this sub category, at first I thought they were fake photo shopped videos. The amount of semen in the videos that these guys posted is absolutely unbelievable, simply incredible. Some guys would spray as many as 17 squirts, where I personally usually only spray 2 or maybe 3 squirts. The volleys of semen that they ejaculate are in long thick strands, not little squirts. They sometimes shoot out 6 to 8 feet, absolutely coating their targets. I have seen some videos on there where they spray against a bathroom mirror and literally coat it. The volume and force that they spew is almost incomprehensible.

After watching 100’s of these videos, my new fantasy was to suck and swallow one of their amazing cum producing cocks to completion in my mouth. I became so obsessed with the idea of having to gulp down so much masculine semen in one setting, that it weighed on me heavily. In my experiences with men, when they cum from my oral manipulations, they may produce 3 or 4 squirts. Some less than that, and some just dribble instead of even squirting. I wanted more, I wanted to experience a man that could produce these God like super human ejaculates.

I googled Hyperspermia on the Internet, and the more I read about it, the more fascinated I became. It is a true, but rare condition in men, that I find myself Ankara bayan escort infatuated with lately. I decided I was going to try and contact some of the posters of my favorite Hyperspermia videos and see what might happen. I composed a generic personal introductory message, introducing myself. I enclosed a description of myself, what town and state I lived in and asked if they lived close to me. I described what I was looking for and asked if they would be interested. I cut and pasted it and sent it out to almost 100 different guys that posted these massive cum producing videos.

I got several inquisitive polite responses, but most were completely ignored as maybe they lived in another country. After months of either being ignored or rejected, I finally got a reply from a guy that sounded hopeful. His name was Danny and he amazingly only lived about 40 miles from me. I watched his video over and over and was fascinated at how much cum he ejaculated.

In some of his videos, he produced 15 incredible voluminous squirts. I know this, because I counted them patiently as he showed off his cock shooting volley after volley. His cock was also very attractive too. Around 7″s and cut, he had a nice girth that when erect, bobbed like a steel pole in his hands. I was amazed at the size of his testicles. As in the close ups of his numerous videos, I thought they would be the size of bull’s balls, but they looked about the same size as mine, nothing spectacular. He had a very desirable cock and I became captivated with the idea that we might really meet.

We exchanged dozens of personal messages through Reddit’s private chat system, til he actually suggested I call him on my phone right now. When he shared his phone number with me, I was almost sure this was too good to be true. I thought for sure he was cat fishing me and it would be a fake number. I anxiously dialed his number and was amazed when a man answered.

My heart was beating so hard that I couldn’t muster a word til he said “hello” the second time. I was shocked as he identified himself as Danny from Reddit, and was for real. After we talked for a few minutes, I calmed down and relaxed some. He told me his fantasy was for someone to swallow every single drop of his cum when he ejaculated in their mouth. He said he had never let a guy suck his cock, only women and that nobody had every been able to do that. Some would jump back when it became too overwhelming and he would end up spraying them down as they shrieked and whined. He used the expression, “When they can’t handle it, I love to drench the wench.” more than once, which strangely turned me on.

He said some would gag after 2 or 3 squirts in their mouth and try to escape his onslaught, as he inundated their tiny mouths with so much more cum than they expected. Those he also hosed down too, or “drenched the wench” as he so liked to say. Purposely targeting their faces and breasts, as they fruitlessly tried to shield themselves.

Other more adventurous ones, would just give up when they realized it was too much. Holding their mouths open, not even trying to swallow, but giving him a target that they let drool out of their mouth and onto the floor. He said he would purposely punish these girls and coat their face and hair, purposely missing their gaping mouths.

Danny said he enjoyed fucking both pussy and ass, asking if I would let let him fuck my ass bareback. Complaining that most girls made him wear a condom as he came so much it made a huge mess. He wanted to fuck some ass raw and bareback. He wanted to fill their bowels with his copious amounts cum that would leak out long after they left.

When I told him this was a fantasy of mine too, we exchanged pics through our phones. I was very pleased when he sent me some pictures of his face, body and cock. It was definitely the same cock in the videos, as my heart starting beating hard again. Danny was pleased with my body pics, saying I had a girl’s ass and that he would love to unload in it. I took that as a compliment.

After 30 minutes of sex talk, describing to each other exactly what we both expected, I could hear him panting. He told me he was jacking off the whole time we talked, edging his cock and was ready to cum. I told him I wished I was there to swallow his entire load deep into my hungry tummy. Grunting each time he spurted, he counted off each and every squirt over the phone as he ejaculated. It was so exciting to hear him cum, I bet his orgasm lasted a full minute. When he got to number 14, my cock was throbbing in my pants, praying that we would actually meet.

Danny asked if I was free next Friday and if I would drive to him. Of course I said yes and he gave me his address and told me to be there about 7PM sharp. I agreed immediately and with plans made, we disconnected. I whipped my 5″ rock hard cut cock out of my pants and stroked it for less than one minute before I came 3 full squirts on my stomach, which Escort bayan Ankara was a large amount for me.

Friday was 3 days away and it seemed like it took forever to get there. Before beginning my drive to him, I took special attention in showering to be impeccably clean, both inside and out. I had purchased an enema kit from the pharmacy and meticulously cleansed and voided my ass for him. I dressed in shorts and a t-shirt and followed my GPS til I arrived at his address. So far everything looked like it was actually going to happen as I tentatively knocked on his door.

It swung open immediately and there he stood in real life. Dressed in only a worn pair of gray gym shorts, Danny made a very handsome image of a toned and sexy guy. He was about 6 feet tall, maybe 180 lbs., had a well defined muscular stomach, arms and chest, way better looking than the pictures he shared on the phone with me. I recognized it was really him immediately from his pics and my heart started pounding.

“Marshall, come on in, so glad you actually showed up. You have no idea how many female phonies are on Reddit that have ghosted me in the past or just disappeared. I should of known that a guy might have been my best option.” he laughed.

I was so nervous, I felt like I was shaking and tried my best to be as casual as he was as I incoherently mumbled, “Yea, lots of flakes and trolls on Reddit.”

“Well here we are. Come on over here.” he directed me as he shut the door and casually went to sit on his couch.

There were two towels spread out on the floor between his knees as I stood in front of him.

“Lets get down to it buddy. Get undressed and kneel down on the floor and show me what you can do.” he instructed me.

As I kicked off my tennis shoes, peeled of my t-shirt, shorts and underwear, my cock was rock hard and poked out straight from my stomach.

Danny just grinned at my eagerness and said, “Come suck my cock buddy. I want you to edge me for a long time and I’ll warn you when I’m ready to cum. Don’t get overwhelmed when I cum. Just relax and start gulping as fast as you can. I’m gonna fill you belly up with more cum than you have ever swallowed before.”

I knelt naked on the towels and rubbed the iron hard cock tenting his gym shorts, as he quickly grabbed the waist of them and removed them. His cock sprang out poking straight up to the ceiling. It was absolutely majestic, so desirable. I thought it was 6 or 7 inches from the videos and pics, but up close, it now looked more like 8 inches and fatter too.

His cock was so perfect, swollen and twitching like it had a heartbeat all it’s own, my mouth began to water. His pelvis and balls, were not shaved smooth, but the hair was trimmed very short like a 3 day old beard. I could see strong veins crisscrossing up and down the shaft like highway roads on a map. A perfect fantasy specimen of a cock with his balls nestled underneath it. I leaned over and wrapped my full hungry lips over his beautiful cock head and began to nurse on it.

The warmth that radiated from the tip of his cock was intoxicating. His plump swollen head seemed to drool a clear sweet pre-cum. It reminded me of coconut milk, syrupy and slippery, with an almost candy flavor. I only hoped his actual cum would taste so savory. I took my time and relished this perfect moment in my life, slowly descending my lips down his tumescent cock. I must have sucked on his cock for 15 minutes as I was in heaven. He just moaned softly allowing me to worship his exquisite cock.

I inched my lips down much father, letting my drool run down his cock, so my lips would glide effortlessly down his slick shaft. My mouth salivated so much saliva that rolled down to those perfectly identical twin orbs nestled in his scrotum. His cock was like a rigid piece of steel that stood up proudly as I lovingly massaged his shaft with the flat of my tongue. So much pre-cum kept drooling out the tip, that I would suck on the tip trying to draw out every drop.

“Marshall, suck on my nuts buddy. Softly and gently take them into your mouth. One at a time, suck on them. Alternate back and fort and nurse on them. Get them hot so I will have a good load for you.” he almost commanded.

Doing as I was told, I paid homage to his balls one at a time. As I sucked them softly and faithfully, Danny just groaned his approval. His moans and groans were an absolute turn on for me. I drew them separately into my mouth and massaged each one with the point of my tongue, again drawing guttural grunts from him. I forced them both into my mouth at the same time and massaged them gently with my tongue and he grunted his approval. I nursed on them for another 10 minutes before he gave me more instructions.

“You got my cock itching bad now Marshall. Can you suck it some more and throat it for me?” he asked almost pleadingly.

I knew I could, or at least thought I could. This was the biggest cock I had ever Bayan escort Ankara sucked before, and it might be a challenge, but I really thought I could do it. The passion to do it was definitely there.

I had been sucking his cock and balls now for about 30 minutes and was saving my throat for my finale. I wanted to surprise him with my throat. He had asked me to edge him, so I really had not made an exacting effort to make him cum yet. As I had deep throated some pretty good sized cocks in my life, again maybe not quite as big as his, I was willing to give it my all. Now that he had asked for my throat, I felt he was getting close to feeding me.

I let his saliva soaked testicles gently fall from my mouth as I latched onto his cock head again. I was rewarded with more of his delicious syrupy pre-cum and I sucked hard on the tip to get it all out of his shaft. I loved the taste of it, so sweet.

I started working my mouth down his shaft til the tip touched my throat. I loved that feeling when my throat opened and swallowed a guys cock. It always made me so fucking proud that I could deep throat a cock where most others couldn’t. I gagged briefly as my esophagus expanded and inhaled his cock head. Forcing my head down, my fat swollen lips pressed deeply into his pelvis til I had him to the root.

“Fuuuuuuuuck Marshall. Get it boy. Get it good. Keep working my cock down your hungry throat and I will feed you in just a few minutes.” he moaned.

Not missing a beat, I pulled back to the tip and drove down again. As his cock head breached my throat, I forced my lips down to the root and stuck out my tongue licking at his balls til I pulled back again. Over and over I sucked his cock down each time pressing my lips deeply into his groin.

Danny just groaned loudly now, “Don’t stop buddy. Don’t change a thing. I’m getting ready to cum. Stay with it.”

The last thing I wanted to do was change my rhythm and screw it up for him as I continued to deep throat his cock into my esophagus. Over and over, never speeding up or slowing down, I kept screwing my lips deep into his lap, as his big cock stretched my throat open and closed.

“Marshall, I gonna cum now, don’t panic buddy, just swallow as fast as you can. And whatever you do, don’t change a thing. Don’t stop til I tell you I’m finished.” he growled as I felt his cock twitch and pulse.

The first squirt was positively massive. It came on the upstroke and filled my mouth completely with what felt like a heaping tablespoon of his slippery, salty, sweet cum. I gulped it down like a man possessed and within seconds the second volley fired deep into my throat on the down stroke. Most of that volley going straight down my throat, I still had to gulp what was in my mouth. I devoured that down frantically as his cock pulsed yet again. Blowing another large spurt into my mouth, forcing me once again to gobble it down while on the down stroke. I lost track after that as his cock just kept spurting over and over as I struggled to swallow and keep up with him. It seemed like whatever I couldn’t ingest fast enough, his cock was like a toilet plunger, just forcing all that cum into my esophagus on my downstroke.

A few times, I thought I was gonna lose it, but I managed to keep my rhythm as I gulped down one massive spurt after another. It took a monumental effort on my part to continue as I sometimes had to hold my breath just to swallow. Swallowing his cum around his thick cock, was becoming a battle of my will, but I hung in there and kept choking it down. It seemed never ending as he kept erupting into my mouth or throat.

“Stay with it buddy, just a few more squirts.” he almost screamed at me.

All I could think of was, when was it going to end. My throat now felt like it was lubricated with oil, as his thick cock easily pounded into my extended gullet. More cum just came and came as his legs shook. I was really struggling now, as it seemed he would never stop cumming. After maybe 2 more heavy blasts, it seemed like maybe his fire hydrant of a cock had emptied itself. I have no idea how many tablespoons of his cum I had already swallowed when all the sudden, it stopped spraying.

“Yea Mother fucker! You did it. Good boy. Best blow job ever my man!” he congratulated me as I started to pull off, exhausted from the effort I put in and the battle to finish it.

“No, no, no! Don’t stop yet, please just keep sucking for a few minutes. No more throat, just nurse on it slowly til it deflates. It feels too good to stop right now.” he practically begged.

Dutifully I did as he asked. I softly nursed on his waning cock as he panted trying to catch his breath. Occasionally softly sucking on the tip, trying to draw even more cum out. After a few minutes he just tapped me on the top of my head and motioned for me to quit.

“God Damn Marshall. If your ass is half as good as the blowjob you just gave me, we are gonna be friends for as long as you want.” he congratulated me.

I think I might have blushed, but I’m sure I beamed with pride. Swallowing his gigantic load of cum was one of the most challenging things I had ever done, and I positively couldn’t wait to do it again. I know this is impossible and just my imagination, but my stomach actually felt full of cum.

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Hi everyone. Sorry for the long delay. I haven’t lost interest in writing this series, but I have been very busy lately. The chapters will continue, slowly, but I can’t say when. I have plans to write about 15 in total, plus however many experiment chapters I can think of.

This “chapter” is a short one, taking place between the last class and the next one.

*****

In the last class, I’d received an interesting sex toy: a remote vibrator. It was a small, shiny metal object. It was about two inches long, 1.5 inches in diameter, and it was rounded on either end. With it, I received a remote control, which had only one control: a simple knob, which controlled the vibration intensity.

Of course, I was very eager to test the new toy out as much as possible. So, that weekend, I decided it was time to try it.

I woke up early Saturday morning, before most of the people were out and about on campus. I massaged my pussy for a few minutes, to get it good and wet, then slid the bullet inside me. I turned the knob to the lowest setting, which produced a very low hum inside me.

Then I grabbed my towel, wrapped it around me, grabbed my shower basket, and headed out the door. Nobody was awake yet, so I simply took my shower, and went about my morning routine. The only difference was that I was horny the entire time, because of the vibration.

When I got back to my room, I took the towel off and got dressed. I put on my favorite pair of jean short shorts, and a green t-shirt. I decided it was early enough to forego a bra, and I wasn’t going anywhere that required panties. Then I grabbed the controller and my cell phone and walked out the door.

As soon as I was outside, I looked around and didn’t Kadıköy Escort see anyone. So, before starting my walk, I turned the knob up to the next setting. I could instantly feel the vibration get more intense. I put the controller in my pocket and started my walk. I walked all the way across campus, and only encountered a few people.

By this time I was very horny, and so I excitedly turned the knob up to two settings. Since it was so quiet, I could actually hear the quiet humming inside me. I sat down on a bench, and spread my legs slightly. I placed the remote control next to me on the bench and closed my eyes, enjoying the vibrator work me up even more.

After a few minutes, I suddenly felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I jumped, and opened my eyes. Sitting next to me was a young guy, maybe 18 or 19 years old. He had the remote in his hand.

“Hi,” he said. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. I was just curious what this remote was for.”

“Oh,” I said, looking at it. I thought for a moment, and realized I couldn’t tell him what it was. “I’m not sure. It was here when I sat down.”

“Oh, strange,” he said. He looked at it for a moment, then twisted the knob all the way up, testing what it did.

Of course, I knew exactly what it did. I felt the vibrator go to the highest level inside me, and I could clearly hear the buzzing get louder. It took all my willpower, but I didn’t let it show what was happening. The only sign was that I closed my eyes for a moment.

Then he turned it down again, until it was all the way off.

“Strange,” he said. Then, after a short pause, he continued, “Oh, how rude of me. I haven’t even introduced myself. I’m Tristan.”

“Samantha.” Kadıköy Escort Bayan I replied.

“Cool. What brings you out here this early, if I may ask?”

As he made small talk, in his hand, I watched him idly play with my remote. He slowly turned the knob up, stopping for a moment after each notch.

“Oh, just going for a walk,” I replied, as I felt myself getting turned on again.

“Ah,” he said, turning it up another notch. “Yea, me too. I’m just killing time.” Then he pulled out his phone, and started flipping through it, all the while continuing to play with my remote.

I felt the vibration increase, slowly, with each click of the knob. As it increased, I also started to hear the humming. I was very worried he’d hear the humming. I was trying to think of something to say, in case he asked about it, but the buzzing was so distracting, I couldn’t think of anything.

I also felt a lot of wetness between my legs. Just by moving my legs slightly, I could feel the inside of my thighs slide against each. I knew if Tristan didn’t stop soon, I would have an entire other problem.

Finally, Tristan stopped. He put the remote back on the bench, and stood up. “Well, I gotta head to class now,” he said. “See you around, Samantha. Nice to meet you.”

I couldn’t say anything, because I knew my voice would give away what I was feeling, so I simply nodded to him. Then he turned around and left.

As soon as he was turned around, I grabbed the controller, and turned the knob all the way down, and finally, the buzzing stopped. As I caught my breath, I looked down. When Tristan was far enough away, I opened my legs a little, and assessed Escort Kadıköy the situation.

The denim material between my legs was completely soaked with my pussy juices. I was also now regretting choosing a pair of shorts that were so short. I could see the inside of my thighs were shiny.

I started to wipe away what I could, but then I noticed some people approaching nearby. So, I grabbed the controller and my phone, and started back towards my dorm.

As I walked, I couldn’t help but think about what had just happened. A boy that I had just met had been in control of a vibrator inside of me. Of course, he didn’t know that, but I did! As I thought about it, I couldn’t resist; I turned the knob on the controller up to about mid-way, and felt the humming begin again, immediately.

I was so distracted by the sensations inside of me, that I didn’t notice when my juices started running down my leg. It wasn’t until I was back in my room, that I realized the entire inside of my thighs were soaked, and it even slid almost near to my socks. I knew anyone I had passed (which included quite a few other students, as well as a professor or two), surely saw what was going on.

When I finally arrived at my room, I hastily shut the door behind me, stripped off my shorts, and laid on my bed. I turned the knob up to full power, and started rubbing myself.

A short time later, I came. Hard.

Then I took a short nap.

—

When I awoke, the vibrator was still buzzing, but it appeared I had turned it down to a low setting. However, that didn’t stop my pussy from leaking a ton more juices. I looked down and saw my sheets were soaked.

I turned the vibrator off, then squat down and pushed it out. It took a minute, because it had been in there so long, but it finally popped out, and I caught it in my hand. I placed it and the controller on my desk, then got dressed and took my sheets to the wash, along with the rest of my dirty clothes.

Then I went back to my room, and went about my normal day.

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My name is Megan Woodland. I’ve always been a kinky white slut who does her best to improve racial relations in the community. I guess that’s why black guys like me so much. That’s more than okay by me because I like them too. More than they will ever know. In the 2008 Presidential Election, I’m supporting a handsome, distinguished and qualified black man over an old codger of a white man and a mean-spirited redneck white woman. Two years ago when a handsome and eloquent black man ran for the Governorship of my home state, I supported him. What can I say, folks? I love black men! I’m forty years old and stand five feet ten inches tall, a bit thick, with big tits and a wide, plump ass. My hair is blonde-white and my eyes are a steely blue. I’m of Irish and Latin stock. Which explains my big ass and finely curved body. By day, I work as a defense attorney in the city of Boston. By night, I please more black males than affirmative action.

Right now, I’m spending some quality time with my newfound friends Jackson Jacobs and Jamal Stanwood. It’s after hours. The other lawyers of the firm are gone. I’m usually the only one who pulls all-nighters. I’m celebrating a great victory with my clients. I first met them about a month ago when they came to my office. You see, they had gotten pulled over by two officers from the Boston Police Department. One of these officers had been cited for racial profiling before but never really faced any real reprimandation. His name is Dwight and he’d been a Boston cop for almost ten years. His partner that day was rookie cop Sarah Patchwork. They stopped my clients car and searched it. They also verbally abused the two young black men. What they don’t know is that these weren’t exactly ordinary black guys. They were college students, and the high-achieving sons of good families.

Jackson Jacobs and Jamal Stanwood are both student-athletes at my alma mater, the South End Technical Institute or S.E.T.I. Ah, this brings back some good memories of my college days. Even back then, I was totally into black guys. My first black guy was Raymond, from the S.E.T.I. varsity football team. I was quite pleased to know both Jackson and Jamal were football players. When I came to S.E.T.I. in 1990, they were just beginning to field intercollegiate sports. They added football, basketball, ice hockey, gymnastics, fencing, cross country, soccer, wrestling, swimming, baseball, volleyball and golf for men along with field hockey, basketball, cross country, soccer, volleyball, ice hockey, gymnastics, swimming, softball and golf for women. The varsity teams compete in the NCAA Division Two. We had club sports Maltepe Escort in men’s rugby, women’s cycling, men’s water polo and women’s rugby. I eagerly joined the women’s rugby club, which was coached by an ex-football player. A handsome black stud who unfortunately was married. That didn’t stop us from hooking up discreetly all over campus.

Anyhow, back to the story. Jamal and Jackson had been wrongfully stopped by the police. All the cops saw was a bright red convertible with two young black men inside. If that’s not racial profiling, I don’t know what is. I went before a grand jury to proceed with my lawsuit against the Boston Police Department for racial profiling. It amazes me how racist some people can be. They can cheer for a black man when he’s leading their favorite college football or basketball team to glory but they will avoid him and fear him everywhere else. Such hypocrisy. I’ve never met a black man I found threatening. They’re just people. Skin color doesn’t make anyone a criminal. I represented my clients interests to the best of my ability. In the end, the Boston Police Department’s lawyers settled the case for three hundred grand. I could have gotten more but I didn’t want to press my luck. The judges in Boston tend to be pals with the local cops. I’m surprised one of them didn’t have the lawsuit thrown out.

So, there I was in my office with Jamal and Jackson. They were so happy. They didn’t know how to thank me. I smiled and told them I knew exactly how they could thank me. They stared at me, stunned. I smiled cunningly. Just between you and me, I took their case when no lawyer would partially because I thought it had merit and partially because these two black college football studs are so damn cute. I admired them so much. Jamal especially. He stands six feet three inches tall, big and strong-looking, with dark brown skin and pale gray eyes. His long hair is braided into neat cornrows. And he looks impeccable in one of the many dark Armani suits his businessman father Lloyd bought him for the trial.

Jackson is no slouch either. He’s around six-foot-two, with light brown skin, pale green eyes and short hair cut low on the sides. He’s got a small goatee and looks really handsome. Over the course of the trial I learned that he was biracial. His father is black and his mother is Puerto Rican. I like all shades of black men. From blue-black to light bronze and damn-near-white. Someday, I might need to get treated for this addiction of mine but right now, I’m going to enjoy it.

I asked Jamal and Jackson to relax while I gave them a show. I unbuttoned my dark Maltepe Escort Bayan blouse, freeing my big tits. I haven’t worn a bra since college. Other women at the law firm where I work hate me for it but the guys think I’m alright. I could care less about women’s opinions. They’re such a petty bunch. That’s why I prefer men. Politically. Romantically. Sexually. I pulled down my dark gray dress pants and kicked off my eight-hundred-dollar shoes. Jamal and Jackson gawked at me. I smiled at them. They hadn’t seen anything yet. Oops, I never wear any panties. Except on my period, of course. Thankfully, it’s weeks away. Once nude, I strutted around my office, giving Jackson and Jamal a nice show.

I could feel their eyes on me. However, when I turned around I could tell they were still reluctant. I know what they’re thinking. The white lady who fought for them in court against the racially profiling cops was standing naked before them. And they didn’t know what to make of it. I knew what fears plagued them. In college campuses, lots of mostly white chicks are prone to accuse innocent men of sexual assault. And if the accused man is black, he’ll be lucky not to get shot on the spot. Yeah, that’s what it means to be a black man in America. However, I’m not like these other man-hating, brain-dead white bitches. I can’t stand these bitches who give decent women a bad name and make it harder for men to open up to us. I’m not the kind of chick who makes false allegations. I’m into wild consentual sex with black men, not trumped-up charges that lead to media circuses.

I was sure to tell Jackson and Jamal that. They pondered it over. I waited for their answer. When they unzipped their pants, I smiled. Looks like I’m going to have some fun after all. Out came their cocks. I looked from one to the other. Both my black studs were well-endowed. Amen! I knelt before them and took one cock in each hand. Then, the party started. I wrapped my mouth around Jamal’s cock while stroking Jackson’s dick and balls. They sighed happily as I went to work on them. Soon, I had them both real hard. I couldn’t wait to get them inside of me.

We went at it on the carpeted floor of my office. I got on all fours and sucked Jamal’s cock while Jackson took me from behind. He eased his cock into my pussy and began thrusting deep inside of me, holding my hips firmly with his strong hands. Oh, man. I was loving every moment of it. The feel of Jackson’s cock inside my pussy was heavenly. Jamal’s big dick filled my mouth. He thrust it all the way to the back of my throat. Now, I’m no spring chicken and I’ve been Escort Maltepe known to deep-throat some particularly large cocks but Jamal was in a class by himself. I’d guess Jackson to be around eight and a half inches. Jamal was easily four inches longer than his best buddy. Hot damn!

I busied myself helping Jamal’s cock reach its maximum hardness as Jackson plowed his cock into my pussy like a Pilgrim invading the Holy Land. He fucked me roughly. Which is cool, since I prefer rough sex to the whole love-me-tender thing so many guys think women subscribe to. Once I deemed Jamal hard enough, I announced to the guys that we were changing positions. I couldn’t wait to feel Jamal inside of me. I wanted to try something different, too. I asked Jackson to lie on the floor with his dick sticking up and lowered myself onto him. Then, Jamal came up behind me. I handed him a bottle of lube and he made good use of it. Lubed up both my ass and his big black cock. We were ready to party! He spread my ass cheeks wide open and pressed his cock agaisnt my asshole. Slowly, he went inside.

Contrarily to popular belief, lots of women are into anal sex. Why? Because it can feel totally awesome when done right. However, it certainly isn’t for every woman. I simply happen to be totally into it. Even so, I was a bit shocked by how big Jamal’s cock felt up my ass. I was bracing myself for it and it still took me by surprise. I gritted my teeth against the pain as he invaded my shit hole. Jackson wrapped his arms around my waist and thrust into my pussy. A sharp cry escaped my lips as I experienced double penetration. It felt so intense. Not something I do often but definitely an unforgettable experience that gets me every fucking time! Jamal began drilling his cock into my backdoor with energetic thrusts while Jackson slammed his cock into my pussy like a battering ram. They filled my holes. It hurt. It felt good. It made me scream. It made me laugh. Tears of pain mixed with joy streamed from my eyes as I got slammed, rammed and fucked in every hole, every which way. I loved every minute of it.

I can’t even begin to tell you how awesome it all felt. In the end, three sweaty bodies lay on the floor, spent. None of us were able to move a muscle. Jamal grinned broadly as I kissed him and played with his chest hairs. Jackson felt my breasts. I’ll never understand guys fascination with boobs but I don’t mind letting my favorite dudes play with mine. We didn’t hear the cleaning lady when she came in. But her screams alerted us to her presence soon enough. We sprang to our feet and began putting our clothes back on. It was too late, though. She’d seen everything. Oh, well. To hell with her. If this woman knows what’s good for her, she’ll keep her big mouth shut. Grinning, Jamal and Jackson thanked me again, and left my office. I kissed them goodnight and watched them go. I definitely wanted an encore with Jamal, that’s for sure.

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Edward yelled from the bottom of the stairs, “Come on, LeeAnn, we have to go; the Uber is waiting.”The Annual Roosevelt Hospital Gala is tonight, February 13th, Valentine’s Day Eve. It was an important night. Each year the hospital raises millions of dollars from this Gala for research and needed equipment. Edward and I have been going every year for over ten years.It is great fun, and we do a lot of good. Everyone is ‘Dressed to the Nines,’ but always with a Valentine’s theme. People will dress in every type of costume, all red and black, from Tuxedo and ball gowns to jeans and spandex. Who knows who will come dressed like Devils, Cupids, or Temptress like me?”Coming darling, give me just a minute.”I finished putting in my ruby red ear studs that Edward bought me on our third anniversary. I grabbed my red satin cape and slipped into my five-inch patent leather stilettos. I was ready for whatever might happen tonight.Edward gasped as I stepped off the bottom step, “Oh My God, LeeAnn, you look ravishing. I have a mind to walk you right back upstairs, strip you naked, and fuck you all night!” He smiled.I scowled at him, “Well, Edward, that can’t happen since you bargained me into the Valentine’s Date Night Auction! Once the night ends, I hope you’re not sorry for what you have done.””My God, you will raise thousands of dollars tonight. I will be happy about that, but I’m sad you are going on a date tomorrow night with another man!” Edward had a strange look on his face.”Why does it have to be a man?” I teased, “What if a woman puts in the highest bid?””Uh… I hadn’t thought of that. Would you go?” A curious look appeared on his face.”Of course, I would go; why wouldn’t I? The Lady would have bought me for a Date, and that’s what she would get! Is that a problem for you?””Well, I guess it would be OK if you went out with a woman.”We walked out to the Uber, holding hands. Edward opened the door for me; we got in and went to the Gala.I didn’t let him off that easy. Edward had put me on the auction block against my strong protests, so I was getting my money’s worth, making him squirm all night.”So, what are you saying? You would be more comfortable with me dating a man than a woman?” Surprised by his concern.”Well, yes, actually, I would be! He admitted with an odd look on his face.”Why? I would think you would want the opposite and would feel more comfortable with me dating a woman. That way, your masculinity wouldn’t be threatened, like it is now. Are you worried something will happen with a man or woman on the Date?” I asked, wondering what was in his head.”No, I don’t expect anything to happen on your Date. I was just thinking!””Well then, what were you thinking?””Oh, nothing,””No, No, No, you started this discussion, so answer me!””Well, you have not been with a girl in many years. I know you liked fucking women when you were younger, and I thought if a woman bought you for a Date, she probably would want to fuck you, and I am sure you would like that.””So, you think I would let her?” I asked, looking at Edward. “You think that little of me that I would do that to you, well, really to us?” I snapped at him, pissed at his thinking.”I’m sorry, I have been thinking a lot about your impending Date. I am unhappy that I convinced you to be a Date in the auction, and it was not a good idea,” Edward conceded.”Well, damnit, Edward, I tried for weeks to get you to stop pushing me, but NO, you kept pushing and pushing me. I committed to doing it, so I am going through with it. I have no idea what will happen on the Date, but whatever it does, I want you to know that you pushed me into it. Good or bad, Edward Jensen will just have to fucking deal with it. It’s a damn good thing that my sweet ass will raise a lot of fucking money for our sacrifice. I hope you will be happy!”Edward sat concerned about what he heard and LeeAnn’s attitude. He trusted LeeAnn completely, so he was just being silly about all of this.”OK, let’s not talk about it anymore and just have fun tonight. The food and entertainment will be top-notch, and we will have a lot of friends that will be there. I promise they will all be shocked when they see you, though!” Edward smiled.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Uber pulled up to the Civic Center.Edward opened the door. As I started to get out, I looked up at Edward and spread my legs showing him my bare, freshly waxed pussy, wet from our conversation. I looked him in the eye, and he gasped, “My God, LeeAnn, you are an evil woman.””Just getting ready for my date tomorrow night,” I said, teasing Edward badly.I slid out of the car, and Edward pulled me to him, kissing me hard. “Sorry about all the worried talk!”As we walked through the entrance, I was getting a lot of looks from most of the men and many of the women. They whispered under their breath, dazzled by my sexy attire.When Edward talked me into being a Date Night item, I thought about what I would wear tonight. I looked at many costumes online, then at Fredrick’s and Victoria’s Secret. I decided I was going to be ‘elegantly slutty’! I wanted everyone to talk about me, and I wanted to be a wild date advertisement. I tried to shame Edward for badgering me to be an Auction Date. He would pay tonight and again tomorrow night while I was on my Date! He will learn his lesson, and he will not like it at all!So, what am I wearing or not wearing to be more accurate?Right off, I am not wearing panties or a bra. I am wearing a very bright red, sexy, lace, see thru dress that is split up the front to about six inches below my pussy. The lace is layered, giving just a hint of what is below. My freshly waxed pussy cannot be seen in front, but in back, you can see the deep crack between my ass cheeks. If I sit down the wrong way or the right way, my pussy is visible. That thought makes me extremely excited.The dress bodice was the same red lace but a layer thinner. My breasts and nipples could easily be seen peeking out through the delicate lace. I did have a little black lace jacket that helped cover my breasts, making the dress respectable enough to Bostancı Escort wear tonight. I also wore tightly woven black fishnet stockings with a seam up on the back. To hold them up, I was wearing frilly black lace suspenders. Then add my red patent leather stilettos that made my legs look extra-long. Then for style, I added a red satin cape I could use to tease everyone.My makeup was both evil and sexy, making me the slut I wanted to be tonight! I hoped I would attract many high bidders with my bold look and attitude. I tried to entice a high bid for the hospital, but most of all, I wanted to torment Edward badly.As we walked into the Gala, everyone looked at me. I was fucking hot, and everyone knew it. I was sassy and way out of character for me, a normally conservative wife and successful writer of children’s books.Before Edward pressured me, I would never have dressed or acted like this. But now my body tingled with hope for what might happen on my Date. I want to make Edward pay dearly, and I will.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Gala went beautifully. As the event moved on and the excitement began to build, everyone got over how I looked in my costume and my sassy attitude. The food was delicious, and the music was great. We danced and had a wonderful time. The hospital pledges poured in, and the total was growing rapidly. We will surely meet our goal or exceed it for this year.It was finally time for the Auction! All the Date Ladies were requested backstage. I turned to Edward, “Well, I hope you are happy now, but I don’t think you will be happy much longer.” I turned and strutted away from him. I looked back at Edward; he was frozen in place with a strange look of confusion. I smiled as I walked to the stage.I decided on the day that Edward pressured me into the foolish Date that I would make him pay for his dominance in a way he will never forget. I wasn’t sure how then, but it became clear a few weeks ago while we were making love. We were playing a little game that we started some time ago that turns Edward on.We play like I am fucking another man, and Edward likes to watch. As the man dominates me, I use a big black dildo and fuck myself. I make Edward sit in a chair on the other side of the room and watch me as I tease him. He is not allowed to touch himself until I permit him. Edward gets very turned on and tells me how much he wants to see me fuck another man. I tease him badly as I fuck my pussy, and his cock grows as hard as steel. I scold him every time he tries to touch his cock. I even bought a cock cage for him, but I could not get him to let me lock him into it!Edward would beg me to let him cum, but I was in control and wanted him to live out the fantasy that he brought into our lovemaking. It confused me and made me wonder about Edward’s intent! I would not let Edward cum until I had cum twice and he had sucked my big black dildo coated with my cum. Then he would cum like a geyser after only two or three strokes, spewing cum all over his chest and belly! I teased him the whole time as I had the big black dildo buried deep in my pussy, cumming all over it.Once Edward would cum, I made him sleep alone that night! The next day he was so horny we would fuck like animals all day!Tonight, Edward will start a real cuckold journey, but he doesn’t know it yet.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The auction started. There were twelve Date Ladies up for auction. I was number seven!A large group of bidders was bidding on Date , Mary, a cute young blonde. Her bids got high, to almost $5,000. Then it was down to two bidders. Jacob Ream is a young attorney from a very wealthy family. He is about 30 years old and very handsome. The second bidder was Thomas James, an older gentleman, rich, and a widow. They went at each other, bidding up and up, and finally, Thomas dropped out at a whopping $15,000!Mary was so excited that she had gone for $15,000, the highest Date ever sold. Mary was happy that Jacob had won her Date.I looked out, and I saw Edward looking back at me. His face was ash white and showed deep concern. His head was spinning, trying to figure out what my words meant. I did not make eye contact with him and wanted him to suffer trying to figure out what I meant!The next two Dates went fast, for $5,000, and won $10,000. My God, what bid amount would I bring? Who would buy me?Then it was my time to step out onto the stage. I primped up and pinched my nipples, making them stand out and poking through my top. I removed the black lace jacket so everyone could see my breasts and nipples.I was so excited that my pussy was soaking wet, and without panties, my cream was leaking out and running down my thighs. I could also smell my scent rising, so I knew others could smell me.I draped the cape over my shoulders, taking it in my hands, and swirled it around me as I stepped onto the stage. Once centered and the announcer set me up, I threw open the cape, and there were gasps all over the room. There was instant silence as the first bid of $10,000 was offered.”   “Sir, did you bid $10,000?” the auctioneer challenged.”Yes, I bid $10,000 for the beautiful, tempting Lady.My God, my pussy gushed. Who was this man?”I have $10,000, do I have “12,000, $10,000, do I have $12,000?”That started it. The room was rumbling as the bidding began, and my body shook. Then $15,000, then $20,000, then $30,000.A hush fell over the room. I looked to see Edward, and he had moved to the back of the room, terrified at what was happening. He knew what he had done and was ashamed that he had forced me to be a sex object that was being bid on like a whore.Then it happened. A handsome young man moved to the stage, standing just below me, looking into my eyes. My whole body was trembling. He was gorgeous. Black hair, well-tanned, and about 6’2″ tall, dressed in a black tuxedo with a red tie and vest. He was my perfect partner.”$50,000!” came out of his mouth.The room went completely silent. I heard a noise and looked up as I saw Edward push open the door and stumble out of the room. At this Bostancı Escort Bayan point, I didn’t care who this man was.The auctioneer made one final call, and no one bid. The man had won me for a Date tomorrow night, my God, for $50,000!Just before the auctioneer pounded his gavel, the man looked at me and turned to the auctioneer. “I will double my bid to $100,000 if the Evil Queen will start her date with me tonight until Sunday noon.” I was shocked. I looked at the man in awe and disbelief. My mind was racing, and my heart was pounding. I couldn’t breathe, and my pussy was screaming YES, YES, PLEASE!Then a beautiful blonde woman joined the man and whispered to him. He looked at her, then at me. She whispered more, then turned his head and kissed him hard. He broke the kiss, looked at me, and smiled.”Well, Evil Queen, will you be my Date from now until noon on Sunday for $100,000? Or if not, we can have a spectacular date tomorrow night for $50,000. It is your choice. You want to take a minute and think it over, and you can answer me after the bidding for all the dates is over.”I turned and ran from the stage. I had to find Edward.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~As the bidding started, my whole body was shaking. I had seen the first few women bring bids of $5,000 and $10,000, and then one went for $15,000. None of them held a candle to LeeAnn. I knew I had made a monumental mistake and was now paying for it. My heart was pounding. There was a real chance that the little game we had been playing in bed would happen, but I would not be there as a spectator. No, LeeAnn would be in his bed being well fucked, feeling intense pleasure, and I would be home suffering as I should be for making her do this. My God, what a fool I was.I moved to the back of the room, unable to stay and watch my wife being purchased like a common whore. It was all my fault, and I had to leave to escape this debacle I had created. Fuck, what could I do? NOTHING, the die was cast.The bidding ended for Date