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After that night with Angela, I waited a week to go back to the Pub. I knew she was leaving just a couple of days after our hookup. That was why I waited until then to take her home. It’s a little awkward to have a one-stand with a girl and then run into her at your favorite bar again under any circumstance, especially if that one night stand involved her being disappointed by your rather diminutive penis and incredibly premature ejaculation. Sadly, my one-night stands almost always ended that way. But it worked, bagging tourists right before they left, then going back to the pub to flirt with another who had no idea about my shortcomings. For a full year I managed to have a pretty satisfying sex life that way without any problems.

The weekend after that night with Angela I went back to the pub. It was a Saturday night and extremely busy. The place usually got pretty crowded on the weekends, but this was even busier than usual. I got there just after 10PM and still had to muscle my way through to the bar. Luckily, that also meant I had my pick of the women. I hung out by the bar for a while and eyed my prospects while working on my first drink. I even tried to flirt with Jenni, the cute red-headed bartender a little, just to warm up. She knew me as a regular, and I thought she liked me, either because I tipped well or because I was a pretty good-looking guy. Usually she liked to flirt with me a bit, but she clearly swamped, and a little annoyed at my attempts at conversation with her, so I let her get back to work.

I chatted up a couple of girls as they came for drinks, but they mostly moved on, either here with other guys or not looking to find a hook up at the moment. After about an hour I found myself talking to this adorable little blonde girl from Amsterdam. Her English wasn’t great, but we managed to understand each other well enough and I think she liked me. From what I understood this was her first stop on a trip across Europe, and she would be flying to Dublin the next evening. I managed to get across the fact that I lived just down the street, which seemed to make her very happy. I couldn’t believe my luck. Usually I had to work a girl for a week or two before taking her home, but it seemed like I would be taking the beautiful little Dutch lady home with me tonight!

I notice Jenni come back around and motion to her to order two more drinks. I feel like I’m almost there with this girl, but need to get a little looser. I can already feel myself getting too excited. As Jenni comes down the bar that’s when I hear it, in all the clamor of the bar, a high, sultry, unmistakable kırklareli escort voice right behind.

“Oh. My. God. Billy?” I turn around to see Angela standing right behind me. “I knew that was you. I can’t believe you’re back here.” She say with a huge grin on her face.

“Angela… I thought you were going back to the States.” I stammer.

“I was supposed to, but I decided to extend my trip a bit. I didn’t want to be… disappointed by how it ended.”

I gave a nervous laugh. Jenni handed me the drinks, and gave me an amused look. She knew I was a bit of a player here and probably figured this was an awkward encounter with a one-night stand. But she had no idea how awkward it was. I took the drinks and handed one to the Dutch girl. Angela immediately turned her attention to her, looked back me, and gave a derisive chuckle.

“Trust me honey” Angela practically leaned over me to talk to the blonde “don’t waste your time. You’ll be disappointed.” The girl looked confused, and thankfully I realized she didn’t really understand what was going on. I decided to try and take a little power back in the situation. Besides, I was the regular here, Angela was just a tourist.

“Sorry” I said to the blonde, completely ignoring Angela “She’s just a jealous ex.” Looking into her eyes I think I get the point across, but then I hear a loud scoff from Angela.

“Jealous!? Ex!?” She’s practically yelling, and now other people around us are starting to pay attention. “You have the tiniest penis that I have ever seen!”

That she did yell. The rest of the bar seemed to go completely silent, and I feel everyone’s eyes on us.

“Like a fucking baby’s dick.” She continues. She’s not yelling as loud, but it doesn’t matter, everyone is looking at us. “I swear it was smaller than my pinky.” She then looks at the blonde and just to make sure she gets the point across, wiggles her pinky finger at me. “And you couldn’t even get it up! I mean look at me. I was completely naked on top of you, and you could get your shriveled little dick to rise to the occasion until I pinched it for half an hour. Then, when you were almost as big as my thumb, you came all over yourself. Honestly, I haven’t never seen such a tiny little dick in my life. And you have the nerve to call me jealous!”

I could hear laughing from some people, and somewhere in the bar some people yelling. “Get him girl” comes out from one corner. I look over to the blonde and see her starting to giggle, clearly understanding the situation. Looking over at Jenni I see her shaking afyon escort her head at me with a little smirk. Clearly she’s not going to help at all. I figure the best way to save face is try to escape while I can.

“Whatever, lying bitch.” I say mostly out of embarrassment as I try to walk past Angela, but she grabs me by the shirt collar and pushes be back against the bar. Not for the first time, I’m surprised by how strong she is.

“Bitch!? If anyone here is a little bitch, it’s you.” She said to hoots and hollers from all around. Despite myself, and the sheer horror of the situation, I felt stirring in my pants. My blood was pumping harder than ever and her aggressive touch on my chest was getting me excited. I knew I had to get out of there.

“Just let me go.” I said, and tried to push past again, but it’s too late. She had a firm grip, and I saw her eyes wondering downwards.

“Oh my fucking God. Are you getting hard right now?”

“No!” I protest, but it is futile.

“Seriously, these tits.” She cups her ample breasts to remind me of them. “and me rubbing your little nub for so long couldn’t get you up. But now you’re getting hard? You really are just a little perv.”

“Fuck you no I’m not, you’re just a liar.”

“Go ahead and prove it then.

“Let me go.”

“Come one little Billy, show me what you couldn’t show me the other night. Let’s see if your really can get bigger than my thumb.” Without waiting she started to go for my belt. I tried to take the opportunity to run away, but then I felt more hands on me. The Dutch girls has grabbed one shoulder, and another girl I didn’t know had grabbed the other. Angela had made quick work of my belt and was already going to undo my pants. I couldn’t believe this was happening, that nobody was going to stop this, but I felt more hands restraining me and everyone in the Pub staring can catcalling. Many of them had their phones out. All the time, I could feel my dick throbbing.

In just another moment Angela has my pants undone and in one swift move yanks them all the way down. Out pops my little boner, pushing and throbbing as hard as it could get. Looking down at it I see it can’t be more than four inches, and is incredibly thin. From all around me the Pub bursts into laughter. The blonde let go of my shoulder because she was giggling uncontrollably, saying something in Dutch as she pointed at my little cock. Calls of “it’s so tiny” and “it is fucking hard, and so small” and more comments blend together. I notice even Jenni leaned over the bar to get a amasya escort better look.

Angela is the only one I could see not laughing. She just stood in front of me with a triumphant smirk. “Honestly, I’m impressed. That little hard-on is way bigger than you were before.” She looks down at it, and I see that same look in her eye after I came and she called me pathetic. “But I still wouldn’t bother.”

“Let’s get him on the bar, I can’t quite see it from here.” I heard Jenni’s playful Irish voice from behind me. I couldn’t believe it. but before I knew it more hands were hoisting me up.

“I don’t think you’ll be able to see it anyway.” Jessica said as her strong hands pushed my back down so I was laying flat on top of the bar.

My pants were gone and I was being held down, my little four inch manhood standing straight up for all the bar to see. There were flashes and phones getting video all around me, and I knew everyone could see what little I had to show.

“Moment of truth.” Angela said from beside me. “Let’s see if that little thing really is bigger than my thumb.” She leaned against me as she extended her arm over me, pushing her breasts against my chest. She held her fist over my groin and pointed her thumb out, holding it against my dick and a thumbs down manner. It brushed against my pubic hair, but there was about half an inch left between the point of her thumb and and my pubic bone.

“Awww, you’re just barely bigger. I’m sorry, you’re right, it did get… a little bigger.”

More calls from around the bar like “yeah right” and “thumb dick” followed.

“Looks like your thumb is still thicker than the little prick though.” Jenni chimed in. I had no idea she could be so cruel. I looked over at her to see she was completely relishing in my horror.

“Now, let’s give the little guy a drink.” Before I knew he she had a clear handheld tap in her hand. The fact that the little nozzle was about as big as my dick was clear to everyone around. Without mercy she sprayed it and a powerful jet of cold water hit my dick. The very shock of it, all of the excitement and attention and my heart pounding in my chest became too much to handle. Just as the water hit my dick, it came.

More laughter, and calls of disbelief came from all around. “Holy shit.” Jenni was saying, still spraying my deflating dick with cold water. “I had no idea that would happen, you really are a minute man.”

“More like second man.” The heavily accented voice of the blonde girl chimed in to more laughter. I could feel myself shrinking, and knew before long my shriveled, half inch nub would be on display to the entire bar. I would never be able to come back here again.

Just as I tried to phase it all out, to pretend I was unconscious, not even there, Angela leaned down and whispered in my ear. “Next time think you about picking up a girl, just remember how pathetic you really are.”

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‘This is the day. This is the day’ Andy repeated the mantra all the way to the batter’s box.

“Bottom of the ninth and batting last is every one’s favorite SysAdmin. With runners on second and third and a score of 2 to 4 with two outs — it all comes down to this. So far it’s been an epic battle between sales and IT in this year’s company softball tournaments. Yes sir, it’s all down to this at bat to see if the boys of IT can break the 5 year loosing streak against the folks of the sales department.”

‘Will someone shut that idiot up’ Andy thought bitterly and then quickly cleared the thoughts from his head. There was too much riding on this to get angry… ‘This is the day. This is the day…’

“Swing and a miss. At this point the hairy geek has got to be sweating more than a harlot in church on an Alabama Sunday summer morning.”

‘What the hell? Did Harry Caray have a one night stand with a southern minister?’ Andy shook his head and focused on the pitcher. Just one hit and his plan would come to fruition. Just one hit and he’d take the whole IT team back to the house and share his home, his food, his wife and his wine. This gang bang was the one thing that brought his department together to try one more time to beat those asses from sales. She didn’t know this was coming, but this very scenario has been her most passionate fantasy ever since he’d known her and she loves surprises so this should…

“What is the big man thinking? He didn’t even swing at that one. So this is strike two. Looks like this is going to be a Casey At The Bat story. So folks I’d like to thank you for taking part in this year’s tournament. Seat cushions provided by Parson’s Pest Control. Do you have-“

‘Will that old redneck shut up! God, I hate that poem. This will be the day. This will be the…’

“Holy Mother! The geek’s gotten a hold of that one. Is it… Is it… It is! It’s out of the park ladies and gentleman. The streak is broken. IT five, sales four. The IT department wins. The IT department WINS!”

‘This is the fucking day.’ Andy was all smiles while he jogged around the bases. As he rounded third base he saw his team running to meet him at the home plate.

“Boys”, he shouted, “the party’s at my house!”

2

“So when are we going to get down to this?” Michael asked as he squinted into the late afternoon sun. The nine guys of the IT team lounged around Andy’s back patio. The smell of the last of the barbecue was mingled with the smell of fresh cut grass from a neighbor’s yard. From the look on his teammate’s faces Andy knew he couldn’t make them wait much longer.

“OK. You guys start getting your women out of here and I’ll go get Catherine ready.”

“Get me ready for what?”

Andy’s face sunk as he heard the back door open and the sound of the wives and girlfriends spill out onto the patio. Amidst howls and cheers from the guys Andy met his wife before she made it too far onto the patio.

“Honey, I have a surprise for you” Andy said using his smoothest voice as he led her back into the house.

3

“You set up what?” Catherine asked as her face showed a mask of fear, anger and… interest.

“I checked with every guy, they’re all clean. They are into this and they promised to be discrete.” Andy was starting to feel as if the walls of their bedroom were closing in on him. “This is the perfect opportunity for you to fulfill that fantasy of yours.”

“That’s not the point! You should of talked to me about this.”

“But you said you wanted this to be a surprise?” It was Andy’s turn to show a mix of emotion: fear, confusion and a hint of hope.

Catherine took a steadying breath and tried to calm her voice “But you big dummy, I started my period today.”

Andy now understood her anger, he forgot about biology. With a sheepish, half grin he suggested “We could… uhm… go ahead anyway. I don’t think the guys would mind?”

“But I would!” Catherine’s anger was returning. How dare he surprise her like this?

“OK. OK. We’ll just forget it. I’ll go break it to the guys; they’ll understand. They’re geeks and are used to disappointment. I’ll find another way to make it up to them… somehow.” Shaking his head sadly Andy turned towards the door.

“Oh bullshit. Don’t you try to guilt me like that.” Catherine’s tone froze Andy in his tracks. He realized he’d gone too far. Andy slowly turned back towards his wife. He was bracing for the storm that he’d caused. But what he saw shocked him; his wife was smiling.

“I know you were trying to do something for me and your work friends. You were trying. So give me a few minutes to see if I can figure out something. You run along…” There was a long pause and Andy could almost hear the wheels turning in her head “… and play with the guys.”

Andy opened his mouth to say something but Catherine shushed him. “No questions. Go.” And with that Catherine all but kicked him out of their home.

4

Nathan looked at his boss with concern “What düzce escort do you think she’s planning?”

The question hung in the air for a long time. The crickets were active and the moon was midway up the sky. The guys had been banished to the back yard for several hours now. The only clues about what was awaiting them was the sound of cars coming and going and the stray giggles that could be heard escaping each time the front door was opened and closed. The one time they tried to go inside they were greeted with screams of ‘Get out’, a case of beer, a gallon of tea and a mandate to piss in the tree line if they needed.

Andy shook his head and finally replied “I don’t know man, I really don’t know.”

About 15 minutes before eleven the backdoor opened and Catherine stood in the doorway, hands on her hips, wearing a company league softball uniform.

“OK! Listen up boys. It’s game time.” Catherine’s voice boomed across the patio and echoed into the night. She strode onto the patio, followed by the rest of the women. They all wore company softball uniforms.

Catherine stared at the guys who were all dumbfounded. She cocked her head and took a moment to look each man dead in the eye. A smile started to spread across her face, but she quickly suppressed it.

“Damn it men, go get your asses in uniform. We have a fucking game to play.”

At that last comment the guys looked to Andy for a clue as to what they should do. He shrugged his shoulders and motioned for them to head into the house. With that the guys started to file into the house to get their game bags. As Andy started to follow his teammates, a soft hand pulled him to the side. Thinking Catherine wanted to explain what was going on he waited. After the last of the guys disappeared into the house Catherine, Micheal’s wife Sarah and John’s girlfriend Angie surrounded him as the back door was closed. Angie was almost unable to stop herself from giggling as she put her face near Andy’s and asked, in a tinkling voice, “And where do you think you were going?”

Andy shrugged, hesitated for a moment and said in a confused voice “Umm… with the rest of the team?”

Sarah starred at him, unblinking and cold. She raised one eyebrow and said “But she said for the men to go get dressed.” The stress on ‘men’ wasn’t lost on Andy. It was at that moment that he noticed the telltale bulges in the women’s tight fitting uniform pants.

“Guys let him be. Andi will understand soon enough. Angie would you make sure all the rest of the team gets to the field no sooner than 2:00am. Keep them… entertained until then. Sarah and I have to get our star ready.” The way Catherine said his name, in a girlish, singsong way, did little to calm his growing concern.

As Andy watched Angie bounce into the house a knot formed in the pit of his stomach. Catherine saw him go pale and said, with mock sympathy, “Ah… what’s the matter Honey? Don’t you like surprises?

5

A silent stalemate set in on the patio while the three heard everyone exit the house, vehicles start, and then cars driving off into the night.

“Where’s everyone going?” Andy tried to sound nonchalant but it came out in a pinched, quiet whisper.

Keeping with her cold persona, Sarah replied over her shoulder as she headed into the house. “They are going to a strip club to get ready for the main show later tonight.”

Catherine grabbed Andy’s upper arm and led him into his own house. With a sarcastic voice Catherine added, “Come on sweetie. We have to go get you ready.” Once the trio entered the master bedroom, the women sat Andy on his bed and stood over him. Andy finally found his voice. “What exactly do you have in mind? The guys go to a strip club and I have to sit it out?”

“Not exactly dear” his wife said. Putting her hands on her hips, Catherine took on a slow, friendly voice. It was the type of voice you would use explaining a complicated problem to a child. “Quite to the contrary silly. You will be the center of attention.” For the first time Sarah’s facade broke as a slight giggle escaped her deep red lips. Catherine, ignoring her partner, continued. “I know you are a good man, and that you were trying to bring your team together, so we’re going to help you. If a gangbang is what it is going to take to reward them, then they’re going to get one.”

Andy wasn’t sure where this was going but it didn’t feel like a place he wanted it to. Always hopeful, he suggested “So you’re getting a stripper for this?” His comment elicited a belly laugh from both of the women. Before they had even caught their breath Catherine let out, “No silly gurl, you won’t have to strip.”

Andy’s heart sunk. As the women finished their laughter, Sarah walked over to the bathroom door and grabbed a plastic shopping bag. Catherine resumed her boss posse, hands on her hips with a stern look on her beautiful face. “You promised the guys that they’d get to fuck a hot slut and, since I love you, I’m edirne escort going to help you keep that promise. It’s really the same plan. The only difference is that you are going to be the hot slut.”

Andy’s head was rolling, but he was, by trade, a problem solver. “How about one of the other women? Did you ask them if they wanted to take the role. I mean the fantasy is common enough.” While he started strong, the last sentence came out more like a pleading petition than a strong suggestion.

“Oh, I did! But,” Catherine let a pregnant pause fill the room. She leaned forward and, putting her lips inches from his face, she finished in a soft, sexy tone, “they liked my idea better.” The smile that spread across her face was a mix of triumph, eroticism and just a hint of pure evil. Catherine tweaked his nose, stood up and began to pace in front of him. “You see, you shared one of my deepest, most personal fantasies with everyone in your office. I told you that in confidence, in the throws of passion. Your betrayal of that privacy hurt me, deeply.”

Catherine’s smile slid from her face for the briefest of moments. In that moment, Andy realized the mistake he’d made. He had hurt the person he loved more than anything else in the world. Catherine saw the look of pain on her husband’s face and for a moment considered backing out of her plan, but that moment passed and she rationalized to herself that even if she wanted to back out now she couldn’t. The plan was already set in motion.

“Ah, sweetie. I know you didn’t try to hurt me.” She bent down and lightly touched the side of his face. She looked deep into his big brown eyes and saw that he knew he was in the wrong. He couldn’t hold her glaze and had to look down. Catherine lightly brought his chin up so she once again had his eyes.

“But you did.” her voice matching the sadness in her husband’s eye. “However,” her tone becoming hopeful, “you can fix it and make everything even.” The tears that had started to form at the corner of Andy’s eyes began to dry as he asked “How?”

“Tit for tat dear. You gave away one of my secrets so I get to give away one of yours.” She stood up and pulled over the chair from her makeup table. She sat down and leaned towards her husband like a conspirator in a some great scheme.

“You see, after we exiled you and the guys to the backyard, I talked to the girls. And while a couple of the women even volunteered to help you guys out you had hurt us, all of us. You hurt them by offering their spouses a way to cheat on them, you hurt me by telling everyone my desires and you hurt all of us by not being honest. So I came up with a plan. First I pulled up your computer and showed the girls those sites you like to browse at night?” Andy looked confused, he often caught up on tech news after he got home from work. Catherine saw his confusion and smiled. “Oh, I don’t mean the boring ones. I showed them the fun ones.”

Andy’s mouth went slack as his wife continued.

“I pulled the sites up for all the everyone to see and we went through your history.”

Andy’s eyes went wide. He enjoyed pornography and had never been shy about sharing it with Catherine. In turn, she shared the porn she liked with him. That’s when he first learned about her group sex fantasies. His taste for porn was wide and varying. He liked women, lesbians, lingerie, group, straight, and even a little bit of gay male stuff. But he knew at once what sites she had shown them. “Crossdressers.” The word escaped his lips against his will. It was the one fetish he had that was the hardest one for him to accept. As such it had taken a long time for him to share it with his wife.

Sarah took that as her cue to pull a pair of white stockings with bright red bows from the bag and drop them on the bed.

Catherine’s voice took on a tone of evil joy. “Here’s the deal honey. Tonight you can make amends to me, the other women and give your guys the reward you promised them. All you have to do is, how should I say, take one for the team.” Andy heard Sarah mutter something under her breath about ‘more than one’ but he ignored it.

“And if I can’t?” Andy really didn’t think he could go through with it. This was too much.

Shrugging her shoulders Catherine added, “Then all of the women have promised to never mention what they know about you to their men. The guys will go to the strip club thinking that a night with the dancers was their reward. And they will go back to work on Monday thinking you had bit off more than you could chew. Life will go on for everyone.”

Catherine let another pause hang before she added in a slightly hurt tone, “Except you will have to live knowing that you have betrayed my trust and didn’t try to make it up to me when you had the chance.” She knew he was just trying to make her fantasy a reality and really couldn’t think badly of her husband. He didn’t mean to hurt her and she felt no great animosity towards him. So as she looked down elazığ escort at her husband’s shocked face she knew she was playing an evil game. But what Andy didn’t know was that she had other group sex fantasies; ones she hadn’t shared with him yet. The one she had in mind put her husband of over a decade in the staring role of just such a situation. When else would she get a chance like this?

Andy just sat on the bed he and his wife shared feeling like a monster. What had been an attempt to make everyone happy had just been turned on its head. For a moment he thought hard about saying no. Fantasy and pornography was one thing but these were his friends, neighbors and co-workers. He knew he couldn’t face them come Monday morning. But as he looked up at his wife he knew he would do anything for her. And, if he was honest with himself, he’d seen a few transvestite gangbang videos that he found incredibly arousing. He took a deep breath, looked at the women, and asked with a great deal of resignation “What do I have to do?”

6

The woman hopped up and down squealing like school girls. The smiles that they shared almost made him change his mind.

“OK, first off you have to be more… feminine. ” Sarah, the icy persona now lost for the moment, said in a surprisingly giddy tone. She waved her hand up and down in his direction. “That means all that hair has got to go.” With that, the women all but drug him to the shower and began to strip him.

While Andy normally wouldn’t have had an issue with two women stripping him down, he suddenly felt very self-conscience. Sure he was going to be dolled up but he still wanted to give a good impression. However, Andy was a grower and not a shower. And with everything that had just went down he didn’t feel much like growing. “Uhm, ladies can I have a moment to myself. I .. err.. need… uhm … yea”.

Reading his mind, Catherine chided him. “Give it up you little slut. For the next few hours you’re our bitch and what you call your ‘cock’ isn’t an issue. You don’t even get to have a cock, you have….” Catherine drew a blank that Sarah was happy to fill in. “You have a clitty.” Catherine and Sarah both shared another giggle at this idea. Andy started to grow bright red. With that Sarah undid his fly and dropped his jeans and boxers in one swift motion. She glanced down at his crotch and giggle “Yep, a little sissy clitty.” The mild humiliation was actually arousing him; he felt more and more like he might be able to make a good impression after all.

The women were giggling at his obvious arousal. They began to alternate between touching him and each other. “Hey Cat, I think she likes it.” Catherine nodded and added. “Oh, you have no idea how much he likes this. I mean he gets off on the most outlandish stuff. I mean we’ve been in bed after she’s spent the evening looking at the ‘gurls’ and you wouldn’t believe some of the fantasies she comes up with. ‘Put me in panties.’ ‘Make be suck cock.’ ‘I want to be your slut.” Catherine stopped to wipe tears that her giggling had caused. “Oh man, his cock… err… her clitty gets so hard she almost shakes.” Both women broke into more laughter at Catherine’s mocking. As Andy continued to remove his clothing, their giggling gave way to a deep tongue kiss.

Andy couldn’t believe it. Here was his wife telling her friend some of his most twisted fantasies. He felt betrayed, shocked and, most surprising of all, unbelievably aroused. He no longer had anything to fear about making a good first impression; his cock was harder than it had been in a long time.

The women broke their embrace and Catherine stopped to look at Sarah. “Wait! Men get to have two hot women playing with them.” She look at Andy with a serious expression. “This is your last chance. We can stop now and go no further. But,” Catherine paused long enough to stroke Sarah’s breasts through the uniform with an opened mouth moan, “you live with your choice.” Catherine’s hand roamed lower on Sarah’s body. “However, if you accept, for tonight only, you quit being a man. You are going to be transformed into a gangbang gurl. Are you sure you want to go on?” Catherine was now masturbating Sarah through her uniform. Sarah’s mouth was forming the classic O shape. Andy didn’t think she was faking it. At this point he was quite enjoying himself and the live show that was happening in front of his eyes. He quickly accepted with a short, croaking “Yes”. Catherine nodded at her partner in crime and the women shared a quick, knowing look. They were sure that their plan would work.

It was now Sarah’s turn to torment Andy. “Although”, she started, “you won’t be a woman either.” She shook her head disapprovingly. “I mean look at those ugly balls.” To drive her point home, she slapped his testicles with the palm of her hand. She was none too gently either. “So you obviously not a woman. You’re going to be a ‘gurl’ and our little bitch.” This was delivered with another slap of his now sore balls. The change in tone, and pain, was quickly deflating his erection. “You’re going to be our bitch, our little slut.” Sarah added three more shots to his balls in quick succession, the whole time giggling at the result the impacts were having. His cock was as flaccid as when he walked into the bathroom. This seem to please both of the women.

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I had met Sally in 1992 whilst doing a business college course, she was lovely, good looking, slim and had the most wonderful smile I had ever seen, it was love at first sight.

I had taken the course because of pressure from work, they wanted to promote me and thought that I was too inexperienced and the course would help me understand the finer points of management, they were right but it was a struggle never the less. Sally had a strange career path in the fact that she was a working as an apprentice in a tattoo parlour. She had started the course off her own back because she did not like working for other people and eventually wanted to start her own business. This was good that she had ambition, but I hadn’t ever known anyone who had worked in one of those places, and I felt a little uneasy but also curious at the same time.

I had an invite to the studio one Saturday, it was to see Sally at work, which I readily accepted. The artist would prepare the area, place the stencil and outline and Sally would colour the rest of the tattoo, only the simple easy ones that had one or two colours, but not ones that needed shading. She was good, she had a talent and she knew it, but the owner of the parlour “Kev”, a big man with both arms fully covered and a massive amount of rings through his ears kept holding her back saying that she needed to learn slowly and realise that if she went rushing in then sooner or later she is going to screw up and make a mistake that could and would probable follow her as long as she was an artist. You see Sally was very independent and loved to take control, she could take criticism but only in small doses and only from people she respected, she liked Kev, and realised it was important to try and get on with him but she did not actually class him as a friend. Sally simply wanted her own shop.

Time went on and we started to see more and more of each other and then eventually I tried it on, I did all the usual things, a good night out with lots of alcohol, I got her drunk on Brandy and babycham, she was legless, so I called a taxi and took her home, we kissed, cuddled, kissed some more and before I knew it we were both stark naked on the bed, it was one of the best but surprising night I had ever had, She was a virgin, I knew she never talked about old boyfriends but I just thought it was because she kept things private, I had never broke a virgin in before, it was great, but I don’t know if it was because of her being a Virgin or the fact that I had deliberately got her drunk but I felt unbelievably guilty.

Over the next few weeks we talked about her being a virgin and why she had never had sex before, she explained that there was no one she had ever liked that much before, and so what was the point in having sex with someone you knew you weren’t likely to end up with, “END UP WITH”, did she mean she wanted to end up with me, my mind raced, but I soon came to realise that we were meant to be together and so one Friday night I proposed to her and she said yes. Within a week she had moved in to my flat and we started to settle down.

About two weeks later we were both lying on the couch watching TV, when she quietly said Dave, yes I replied, do you love me, yes I replied, can I give you a ring? What sort of ring I asked, an engagement ring, one to show that we are together and always will be a couple. I thought shit, I hadn’t mentioned rings because of the cost and the fact that we were saving for a house. I said why bother and we needed to save, she got up off the couch stood in front of me and said “I want to give you a ring”, I don’t want one back, will you let me. Yes okay give me a ring I said, she came to me, kissed me and took me to bed where we had the most wonderful sex ever. The next day she phoned me at work and asked me to finish early so that she could give me my surprise, and that I was to meet her at her work.

I reached the parlour at about 5.30pm and was worrying a little because I was about two hours late, I hadn’t taken my mobile with me and thought that she was going to go wild. I got to the parlour and went to open the door but it was wouldn’t open, I pushed the door a couple of times, rattling the steel ironwork behind the door but it was locked, I turned around and straight in front of me was Sally, sorry I’m late but, SSSSSHHHHHH don’t worry about it, I knew you would come, and she gently kissed me and then said come on, and opened the door.

Inside was cold and a little dark, she put the lighting on and I said where are we going for the ring. She looked at me and said “nowhere just here” what do you mean I said?, Dave do you love me, YES, do you trust me, YES, then sit down and Ill give you your ring, what a tattoo, you mean a tattoo, yes she said, a lovely tattoo, one that will join us forever, now if you love me sit down, shut up, and do not speak until I have finished. I was gobsmacked, I looked at her and I don’t know why but I just said okay and sat down. She cleaned my hand and then said “remember, be quiet”, and then produced a cloth scarf and blind folded me. I kept quiet, my mind racing about what was about to happen, and had a massive erection at the same time. The first thing I heard was a loud bussing that lasted for half a second, then again but a little longer, but I felt no pain, what was she doing, why was she teasing me, she must be testing it I thought, but bursa escort then she picked up my left hand and I felt the pain, the sharp intense almost burning pain, it hurt, it really hurt, but after a couple of minutes the pain eased. I was trying to picture in my mind what pattern she was doing, how large and no matter how I tried I could not follow it.

The actual tattoo took longer than what I thought but after turning and twisting my hand and finger countless times and always being in a constant state of arousal with a hard-on she stopped tattooing and said “there, its finished”. She untied the blindfold and I looked at my finger, I sat there looking in silence, my wedding ring finger was tattooed with a most intricate pattern, it looked like a series of intertwining knots which were multi coloured, blue, red, black, green, I lost count, but the tattoo reached completely from the knuckle to the first joint of the finger, it was huge, and it went all the way round my finger, not a gap, not a speck of normal skin colour, my mind was going ten to the dozen, ranging from work, friends, family, Sally, “well, do you like it”, I looked at her still in a state of shock and said, “I love it”, and kissed her and gave her a big hug and we just made love on the tattoo parlour reclining chair, after we had finished making love she looked at me and said “you are mine now”. Over the next few days you will have to keep it clean and don’t pick at the scabs, she said. Over the following week I tried to keep it clean as much as possible but the scabs formed, and fell off, I had a slight infection on the top closest to my knuckle, but I was up until then a tattoo virgin.

We were again watching TV when Sally gently pulled my finger to her eyes and started to inspect it, it needs touching up, you’ve lost some colour and the edges are weak, you didn’t look after it properly. Do you like it and did you like having it done, yes and yes I replied. Good she said, then wait here, she went to the bedroom and came back with a selection of colours and the tattoo gun, what are you doing I said, Just what you want she replied, and remember keep quiet.

As the first needle prick punctured my skin I again got the hugest erection, Sally looked at me and said “this really turns you on doesn’t it”, it must do I replied, and just sat there whilst she started to touch up the coloured parts. She then got changed guns and started to outline the edges once more, but this time instead of stopping at the first joint of my finger she continued the pattern past the knuckle and slowly kept going, I had had my instructions to keep quiet but had to fight to keep my mouth shut. Once she reached the tip I realised there was no point in saying anything because if I did then I would have a finger covered in black lines and no colour. The tattooing continued, twisting and turning my hand as she did so. Eventually she wiped all the excess ink off along with the blood, placed the gun on the living room table, cane towards me and without a word just smiled, kissed me long and sensuous, and then unbuttoned my jeans to let my long lasting erection spring out of my pants, not a word was spoken, she just went down on me, it was the first time she had done this and it was great, she was gentle and firm at the same time, she started off at just the top and slowly worked up and down until all of me was inside her throat. I just lay back and enjoyed the ride, all the time looking and inspecting my one and only coloured finger, it was completely coloured from knuckle to tip in bright colours the knot was the same but below it was a maze of tiny images, I looked closely and they were dragons, bright richly coloured dragons. I just came, and Sally just kept on sucking and swallowing, once she came up she was silent and smiled, she came to me and pushed her tongue straight into my mouth, I thought what about the spunk, but I had just had the best blowjob ever and I thought what the hell, she hadn’t swallowed all of it I soon realised as I had a mouthful of salty slimy sperm. I just thought sod it and carried on kissing her and in seconds had another major erection. We did not make love but we had wild frantic sex, it was great, it was different to our normal love making, it was wild untamed anything goes type sex, and it opened our eyes to what we had been missing.

Monday morning I was sacked from my job. It was inappropriate to have a trainee manager with tattoos that were in open view, I was gutted but had been expecting it or something similar. I sat there in the flat waiting for Sally, it seemed ages but when she came home she already knew, she had tried to phone me at work to see what was happening when my boss told her that she had ruined my career and how would I ever get a decent job again. He was right of course but if I had to choose between my career and upsetting Sally then There would be no contest, Sally would come first every time. And this is what I said to sally, we made love talked and just lay there in each others arms. Three weeks later I was still unemployed, loads of interviews but the moment they see the finger its all over. I did not know what to do, where to go, nothing and I seemed to start slipping in effort, I could not or would not bother to do much, just sit there moping.

Can I pierce your ears Sally said, why not, it will be different, çanakkale escort will it hurt I asked? “Very much” she said, I want to use a dermal punch on them, a what I said? A dermal punch, its like what they use for punching holes in leather, once its done I shall fit a gold spacer tube to help keep it open and help stop infection. You will have tiny see through holes in your ear lobes. You will look great.

The next thing I knew we were in the tattoo parlour and had ice packs on my ears trying to deaden them so the pain would be less. I was again lying on the reclining chain, but the next thing that happened surprised me, she said I want to handcuff you to stop you jumping out of the chair and hurting yourself, okay feel free I said. I was handcuffed and again blindfolded, I knew I had to be quiet before she even told me. She started to fiddle with my left ear lobe and I felt something being lined up, she seemed to take ages but then there was the worst pain I had ever had and a loud popping noise, I knew she had removed the centre of my lobe and I could feel blood dripping onto my neck, she sprayed something onto it and then quickly started to pull and push at my ear, and after some severe pain and a short amount of time it was done. One down and one to go she said, as she kissed me, The pain was intense and even after it still hurt, but it was what Sally wanted, I loved her and would do anything for her and she knew it. She moved to the right side and again I felt her align something onto my earlobe and again an almighty pain shot through me, this didn’t hurt as much as the left one but after it was done, still blind folded I gently shook my head and my ears felt different, heavier, they touched the side of my head as I shook. She kissed me again and still handcuffed and blindfolded she undid my jeans and gently pulled out me semi-hard dick, the next thing she done puzzled me, she got one of the ice packs and held it on the underside of my dick. It obviously went small and I was wondering what she was going to do when she polled my foreskin back and I felt a sharp short pain, she had pierced my dick, she pulled and tugged a little and then said “there all finished”, no sex for a week for you. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, I had gone in to have my ears pierced and ended up having my dick done.

She undid the handcuffs and removed the blindfold and I looked down at my dick, there on the back of my dick coming straight through the hole was a gold ring, “its called a prince Albert” she said, fucking excellent I said, but what do you mean I wont be having sex for a week, you are going to have to keep it clean, your urine will help it heal quickly and you can always service me with your mouth.

She held up a mirror and I saw that she wasn’t kidding about punching holes in my ears, Jesus, what size hole did you put in, there huge. 9mm she said, to start with. I looked at my ears and they looked like they had been stretched and had large gold tubes in them. Well they’re different, I said, they’ll take some getting used to. She just smiled and asked me if I liked them and I said YES.

In a matter of weeks I had had my entire wedding finger tattooed, my ears ringed and my dick pierced, time was flying, and I have to admit to myself I loved all of it and Sally knew it.

The job interviews were a waste of time, I could only get factory jobs doing labouring and there was no way |I was going to do that. Sally and I were laying in bed one morning when she said “why don’t we open our own shop”, how do you mean I said, You know rent a shop and start doing tattooing and piercing. Its very popular and with you helping me I am sure we could make it succeed. Lets go for it I said, but where are we going to start. Don’t worry I have already found a place, it’s a bit dirty and needs decorating, but its cheap and with the savings we have already made we can afford the first twelve months rent easily.

Four weeks later and hands covered with blisters the shop was ready, and to celebrate we placed a half page advert in our local newspaper. The day of the opening was quiet, we had half a dozed men and women come in to look around and a young man came in to have tribal arm work done. We had not made out fortune but we had made a start. Over the following months I would become the apprentice and would start by colouring in single colour parts the same as Sally had done. I helped with and learnt the piercing process’s, we were making money and we were fast becoming comfortable. Occasionally when we had quiet days Sally would practice alternative piercing on me like my scrotum, and the rim that runs around the head of my dick (dydoe), I soon eventually became quite a sight, I had fourteen piercing’s in each ear, my septum done, both eyebrows and my tongue twice. I had never been able to entice Sally to carry on with the tattooing on me, she always said “wait, be patient”, she had not made her mind up on how she wanted to cover me. I once suggested that I could tattoo myself and she had a fit, if you do you’ll regret it, she promised. I didn’t dare continue the questioning.

Days, weeks months had passed and the business was doing okay, when a lady came in and asked if we did permanent makeup. No not yet said Sally, but we will be soon and had the lady’s phone number and said that she would rize escort call her when she was confident and capable. The lady left and I turned to Sally and said “what’s permanent makeup”, she said it was a form of tattooing that mimicked normal cosmetics and she had read that the permanent makeup business was really taking off and we needed to get into the line so as we could get an early start. We spent the next week looking up everything we could find on the internet about tattooed makeup, and soon realised that we needed to try it on someone, I asked Sally if I could de her and she said no way, you are not experienced enough and that it ought to be her that tattoos me, get stuffed I said. There’s no way that I am going to have makeup tattooed on. She didn’t speak to me for the next three days, no sex, no food, nothing. On the fourth day I said that this couldn’t continue and it was ridiculous that she would even contemplate turning me into a woman. She looked at me and said that she was a highly skilled tattoo artist and that she would not do anything to me that would hurt me, she loved me and if and when she did the technique she would only use subtle colours and would make a perfect job of it. And if after completing the process I did not like it she would pay for the laser treatment to have it removed. I said that she wasn’t playing fair and just as usual eventually I just caved in.

The day was a Tuesday it was sunny and well into the seventies, when she said that the shop would not be opening in the morning because she had a little surprise for me. I knew this day would come and I dreaded it, she had me lie back onto the tattooing chair, she than pulled out a digital camera and said that she needed before and after shots to show people what is possible. She then started to apply some sort of topical anaesthetic to my eyes, I froze to the chair the time seemed to pass very slowly and after about two to three minutes she said that she was going to give me eyeliner, upper and lower and again keep quiet and still. The initial thought of someone coming close to my eyes with a needle scared me, but I decided that I trusted her and that if we were to have a future I should show this. The first sting of the needle hurt but not as bad as I was expecting, she slowly worked on my right eye first, she said that she had to complete the upper and lower on each eye first because of the swelling and she worked quickly, I tried to look and see what colour she was using but couldn’t manage to see. She then placed a cold wet cotton pad over my right eye and then started to do my left, carefully repeating the stroking lines left to right each time. Eventually she again wiped my eye and placed another cold wet cotton pad over my left eye and told me to keep still. I sat there thinking what colour has she done, how wide has she gone, I had felt her exceed my eye rim whilst tattooing me but due to the anaesthetic and endorphins kicking in I was unsure. Then I felt her wipe my mouth over with some sort of damp cloth and again told me to keep still, then the buzzing started all over again, she was tattooing around the edge of my mouth. I am sure I started to cry under the cotton pads, but still kept quiet and still. I felt her trace the lower and then the upper rim on my lip with the tattoo ink, I actually started to get hard again below and Sally noticed, she just gently rubbed my jeans and then carried on tattooing me.

She sat back and wiped my lips to get the blood and the excess ink off again, why was she doing this to me, did she love me, if she did then why?

Sally removed the eye pads and again got the digital camera to take more shots of the before and after photos. She held a mirror to my face and I just stared mouth open, my eyes seemed larger because they were surrounded with thick jet black lines and even had little ticks at the ends of the eyes to exaggerate the eye. I looked down and saw my lips, they had been lined with a very dark red ink, and the centre had a high cupids bow again highly exaggerated. I just stood there saying nothing, just realising that there was no turning back now, without Sally I was ruined, no one would want me, I would not be able to work. I looked at Sally and said “thank you”, she kissed me on the lips gently and then on each eye gently and said now lets go home to bed. Before we left Sally phoned the lady who wanted the permanent makeup done and told her that she was happy that she had perfected the technique and had a living subject to show her. An appointment was made for the following Thursday. We went home and made love only this time it was different, Sally got on top and literally fucked me. The following Thursday The lady turned up and was introduced to me, she at first looked puzzled as to why a young man would let this be done to him, she closely inspected my eyeliner and said to Sally “perfect”, and “do you do eye shadow”, Sally looked at me and said within the next seven days I will, I almost came in my pants as she said this. The lady had the eyeliner done and we carried on as usual, I had a few stares at first and these soon subsided, but shortly after the initial tattooed makeup was applied a middle aged woman came into the shop and asked to speak to the owner. She and Sally had a long talk in the other side of the shop and then left, I asked who she was and Sally said that she was a local TV produced who was looking for alternative ideas to do programmes on and that she had heard of the tattooed eyeliner and lip liner off one of her friends and that on Saturday she wanted to come and film me having the next stage of the process done. We would be paid six thousand pounds as long as I was willing to be made over.

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The night was cold and rainy. As Cindy and Lisa sped down the highway, all that could be heard besides the low hum of their car was the heavy pitter patter of the rain hitting their already drenched windshield. They were on a road trip to see their old friend from college, and unlucky as they were, they got caught up in a rainstorm in the middle of nowhere.

They haven’t spoken for over 30 minutes, but after her palms became more and more sweaty, Cindy was the first to break the silence. “I have to pee,” she said quite abruptly. Lisa rolled her eyes and said “Didn’t you go like an hour ago?” That was true, after having half a large Pepsi with her dinner, she peed in the restroom of a fast-food restaurant, but it seems the other half quickly caught up with her. As she wiggled around in her seat, she said “Yeah, but I really have to go. Like now!” Unimpressed, Lisa let out a groan and said “Fine. I’ll pull over the next time I see a restaurant,” however, not another building showed for over 30 minutes.

By the time Lisa pulled into the sketchy parking lot of a gas station, Cindy literally had both of her hands pressed against the crotch region of her blue shorts. “Wait don’t you want an umbr—”, but Lisa never finished her sentence before Cindy opened the car door and dashed into the wet darkness. Halfway to the restrooms, she broke out into an all out pee pee dance. With each step, the feeling began to get more and more intense in her bladder. As she placed her hands on the cold metallic surface of the door knob, she let out a small spurt of bodily-warmed piss into her small pink panties. Finally, after letting out a few more spurts she managed to open the door and run in, but she was not out of the woods yet.

Somehow, the bathroom was even more sketchy than the parking lot outside. From where she stood with her legs crossed, if appeared as if someone literally peed right onto the tiled floor. “At this rate, I might as well pee on the floor, too,” she said out loud, not expecting any response. As she starred at the stalls, the light flickered a few times which startled Cindy just enough to let out another spurt into her panties. With her shorts already wet and cold from the freezing rain outside, the pee actually felt nice and warm, and she longed to continue her pee, but alas, instead she desperately ran towards the nearest stall.

As she grabbed on to the handle of the poorly painted green bathroom stall door, it fell off of its hinges. “I see why someone peed on the floor,” she whispered out loud to herself. Then, she looked down ironically at the only clean thing in the whole bathroom, a white toilet that screamed relief. However, as she glanced at it, the ache in her bladder multiplied, and a few spurts shot out of her pussy lips. As she desperately played around with her zipper, she began to unintentionally let out a small trickle of pee into her panties. Finally, she managed to undo her zipper and urgently pull down her shorts; her panties following suite.

Even with her bare buttocks exposed to the open air, she let out small spurts of pee that were now running down her creamy legs. At this point, she was actually considering to squat down and pee onto the cold tiled floor, but she didn’t want to risk it. Instead, she turned around and tried to close the broken stall door as best she could and then sat down onto the cold white surface of the toilet beneath her.

Finally, her shaking stopped and she removed her hands from her pussy and just let it happen. She let it all go. Immediately, like a dam breaking, her pee bursted out of her pink pussy lips and into the white ceramic bowl below. She let out a moan as her bladder began to empty. “That was a close one,” kastamonu escort she said out loud, pee gushing out strongly. Then, out of the stall next to her, she heard an odd thumping noise. “Hello?” she called out into the dark, but no response came, she continued peeing. “Is there anyone there?” she called out again, then she heard another bump. At this point, she was slightly frightened by the noises coming out of the stall, so she halted her barely finished pee.

In the parking lot, Lisa began to get impatient.

Curious, Cindy leaned her head against the cold surface of the stall wall, and heard a large thump against her head. Then, a little further on along the wall, she noticed a large hole in the wall. All of a sudden, she heard a voice of man come from the stall next to her. “Why’d you stop peeing, girl? I was enjoying that,” the voice called out. “You’re listening to me?! You pervert,” Cindy screamed. “Yeah, I find it really sexy hearing your pee dribble out of your little cunt,” he said almost moaning. “Are you masturbating? You sick bastard,” she said in an angry tone. “Yeah, but I was willing to offer you a lot of money in exchange to hear you pee, and maybe a quick blowjob,” he said, almost laughing. “No—wait, how much?” she said, a little tempted. It’s been a while since she’s had any sexual relationship, so this seemed like a good opportunity to get a quick fix. “A thousand dollars,” the man said without any hesitation. “Ok, that sounds like a fair—” before she said finished her phrase, the man tossed 250$ cash underneath the stall, “I’ll give you 250$ when you finish your pee, and the rest once you suck my dick, girl.” Then, a little shaken up, Cindy eased her muscles and began to pee a little. Only a dribble at first, her stream quickly turned into a torrent of golden urine. “And once you’re done…” the man said as he shoved his dick through the hole that Cindy saw earlier.

Then, all of a sudden, her stall door fell off its hinges again, making a large crash as it slammed onto the cold piss-soaked floor. “Forget about it, continue peeing,” the man shouted. She did. Then, the door to the parking lot opened and Lisa impatiently walked into the bathroom and saw everything.

The room instantly grew silent.

***

It seemed as if the silence lasted forever, but someone eventually had to break the silence.

“It’s not what it looks like…,” Cindy said, but it was too late, Lisa knew what was going on. “Oh, don’t worry, continue your piss, and make sure you suck him real nice, slut,” said Lisa, in a very direct tone. Cindy didn’t know what to do, her bladder was still bursting with pee, and the money was on the floor, but in front of her best friend, could she really do it? “I’m waiting…,” said Lisa, tapping her foot on the hard tiled floor. Cindy frowned, but then tried to relax again; she was going to go through with it.

Blushing, Cindy began to pee. At first, only a small trickle of pee began to come out from between her legs, but then after a few seconds, the stream grew into a nice gush of bodily-warmed urine. “Mmmm, that’s it, baby,” the man said from in the other stall. Cindy took a second to look up at Lisa. She looked very unimpressed.

Her pee seemed to last forever, she really was desperate. For a full 20 seconds all you could her was the sound of her pee as it bounced off the inside of the ceramic toilet and into the already yellow-colored water below. After a few more seconds of peeing, Cindy let out a sigh of relief as her stream began the diminish. She let out a few more drops, and then said, “That’s it.” From the other stall, the man moaned and threw 250$ kayseri escort underneath the stall and said, “Good girl, now suck.”

With her panties and shorts around her ankle, Cindy dropped to her knees and awkwardly wobbled towards the erect dick that stuck out of the stall wall. “It’s so big,” Cindy said, trying to make the situation less awkward than it is. “Did I say you could talk?,” the man said, getting angry. “No, I’m sorry,” Cindy said, apologizing. For a second, she looked at Lisa, but Lisa was too busy staring at the puddle of pee on the floor to notice what was about to happen. Cindy moved closer, opening her mouth, she began to suck.

At first, she made an attempt to make the experience a little sensual by moving her mouth up and down the shaft slowly, but she quickly realized that the man was getting a little impatient. So, she then increased her pace, so that her lips glided quicker up and down the shaft of the man’s erect penis, she moaned to add a little bit of effect. He certainly enjoyed it. From the other side of the stall, the man was moaning uncontrollably, but he was also mumbling a few words in between his moans. “Mmmm… Pissing, yeah, keep doing it, keep sucking it, mmmm, imagine the both of—”

“Excuse me?”, Lisa said from outside of the two stalls. “The both of what? Us?” she said angrily. Cindy stopped sucking, but continued to just slowly rub his dick with her hands. “Yeah, a man can fantasize, right?” the man said. “Oh, and getting your dick sucked after listening to my friend pee isn’t enough?!” Lisa said loudly. “No, I want you use your friend as a toilet. I bet she’s getting thirsty.” he said calmly. Surprised, Lisa’s jaw dropped. “I’m never going to do that, you pervert.” Cindy looked up at her with a slightly worried face, she knew what was coming next.

“I’ll triple the amount to 3000$ if you piss into her mouth while she’s blindfolded.” As much as Lisa would have loved to have shut down his offer, her bladder was also beginning to get full after having the same large soda Cindy had before, so this seemed like a great deal. The man tossed the blindfold under the stall as lure.

“Ok, I’ll do it… I’m sorry, Cindy.” From within the stall, Cindy’s jaw dropped open. The man couldn’t contain himself, so he let out a loud moan and ejaculated. His sperm flew through the air and landed right into her mouth. She swallowed it. It tasted horrible, but she knew that certainly wasn’t the only thing that was going into her mouth tonight.

Cindy looked down at the ground, but only the black velvet blindfold stared back at her.

***

It was all starting to make sense now, the pee puddle, the broken stall door: they weren’t the first ones.

“I’m so sorry,” Lisa said, shifting her legs from side to side, she was starting to get really desperate. “It’s ok, as long as it doesn’t taste too bad… oh, and as long as you don’t tell anyone,” said Cindy, trying to put on her blindfolds.”Can’t you go any faster?” said the man in stall, eagerly peering out from underneath his locked stall door. “Actually, I was going to ask the same thing, I have to pee… And badly!” said Lisa, crossing her legs and bouncing up and down. “There… now where are you?” Cindy asked, waving her hands after putting on her blindfolds. “Just lay down on the floor, I’ll guide you with my voice. You better be thirsty, I’ve never had to go this badly.” Lisa said, with her hands between her legs. Cindy laid onto the ground, her head landed right onto the cold puddle of pee. It sent shivers down her spine.

After Cindy got into place, Lisa fumbled with her zipper on her jeans. “It’s stuck!” she said frustrated. kıbrıs escort “Wow, you two are almost as bad as the last two girls,” said the man from under the stall. “We’re not the first ones?!” demanded Cindy, slightly shocked. “Nope, you’re the fourth, no wait fifth group of girls. You’re by far the best looking though,” he said, beginning to rub his dick again. “Oh, thanks,” said Lisa sarcastically, finally pulling down her zipper. She then pulled down her purple panties and bunched them up into a nice pile which she threw onto the wet counter.

“So, how do you want to go through with this?” asked Lisa. ” I don’t know, just pee, I guess,” responded Cindy. “I think I’m going to ruin your clothes though,” said Lisa. “Oh, it’s ok, I’ll try to gulp it down as fast as I can.” With that, Lisa squatted down, her pussy hovering a few inches above Cindy’s open mouth. “On the count of 3?” asked Lisa. “Sure thing…” said Cindy, a little nervous.

“3… 2… 1… Here it comes…” said Lisa.

From in between her parted legs, a small trickle of pee shot out of her pussy and into Cindy’s mouth, the man began to furiously masturbate. “Eeeughhh,” mumbled Cindy. Immediately Lisa stopped her pee. “Is there something wrong,” she asked. “No, no, I just wanted to say that your pee doesn’t taste half-bad,” said Cindy. This drove the man crazy, he started to masturbate even faster now. “Oh… well, if you’re ever thirsty during the trip, I could always pee for you…,” said Lisa, half-serious. “Oh, well, I didn’t mean it like that, but sure, I’d like to try that someday,” said Cindy, also half-serious. A drip of pee landed onto Cindy’s nose, the floodgates were about to open again.

Instantly, a nice hissing sound started as Lisa started to pee, this time a little harder than before. Cindy was gulping faster now, but she amazingly managed to swallow most of her friends pee. Some left-over urine ran down the skin on her cheek. “Ahhhh…” said Lisa, “I’ve been holding this in for ages.” She continued to let her golden nectar flow into Cindy’s mouth. “I guess we’re not going to have to stop anywhere for restroom breaks anymore, because I could always use you as my toilet,” said Lisa, grinning. From underneath her pee stream, Cindy nodded her head.

Surprisingly, after peeing for a good 20 seconds, Lisa had only reached her midway point. She left out a sigh of relief and said, “Hang in there, I’m halfway done.” Cindy’s mouth overfilled and a bunch of pee spilled out and covered her face and neck,she began to gulp faster than ever. The pee tasted really salty, but at the same time, really sweet. It must’ve been from the amount of soda she drank back at the restaurant. “Ahhhh..,” moaned Lisa, “we should do this more often,” now actually serious. Cindy swallowed another mouthful of salty urine and nodded her head, agreeing. The pee began to diminish slightly.

“I think I’m almost done,” said Lisa. From under the stall, the man couldn’t hold back any more and ejaculated for the second time tonight, this time all over his chest. “Ah.. almost there…,” said Lisa, her pee turning back into a trickle. She leaned a little closer to allow Cindy to drink the last of her pee. A few more drops came out, but Lisa was finally done her pee. She was spent.

Removing her blindfolds, Cindy said, “Wow, I was actually enjoying that!, you should try it out.” Lisa looked at her, smiling and said, “Yeah, next time you have to go, tell me.” With that, Lisa put back on her clothes, Cindy let out a little burp and looked at the stall where the man was, it was empty. All that was left was a note and 3000$ cash. She looked at Lisa curiously, went over and grabbed the note.

It read:

“And certainly not the last.”

Getting a little weirded out, Cindy dropped the note, picked up the cash and said, “let’s get out of here.” Lisa, pulling up her zipper said, “Yeah, we have a long trip ahead of us, and remember, no bathroom breaks.” Cindy grinned.

And with that, they walked outside, to their surprise, the rain had finally stopped.

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Note: this story involves cheating and cuckolding.

Later that week, Chloe was sitting in her biology class, wearing a white blouse with enough buttons undone to show off a hot pink bra and plenty of cleavage and a short skirt that stopped mid-thigh. As she scanned the room, she spotted Steve. He had a hot surfer look, with wavy blond hair and a slim but toned build. She made eye contact with him from across the room. He smiled at her, and she uncrossed her legs, giving him a clear view up her skirt. She saw him staring at her pink panties and grinning, then licking his lips. She smiled back at him mischievously, then made a little kissy face.

After class, she approached Steve and said hi. He eyed her up and down, obviously looking down her shirt, and they made a little small talk. “So what are you up to tonight?” Chloe asked him.

He smiled confidently. “Well, for you, I can clear my schedule.”

She smiled, then started putting into place her plan for how she would not just cheat on Noah, but cheat on him in a way that would out-do Emily. “Oh good,” she said “But here’s the problem. I kind of promised my boyfriend I’d have a movie night with him.”

“Your boyfriend?” Steve asked. He was clearly a little surprised, but then he smirked and said, “I’m guessing he wouldn’t like the little show you gave me earlier?”

“Probably not,” Chloe said with a giggle. “But, well, he’s not exactly giving me what I need, you know? So I don’t really feel bad.”

Steve grinned. “That’s a shame. I would never leave a girl like you unsatisfied.”

“Mmm, that’s what I figured,” Chloe said. “So, um, listen, I can’t cancel on my movie night with him, or he’ll get suspicious. But I really can’t put up with another night of bad sex with him, so, like, maybe you could come over and hang out with us? And we could, like, sneak off to have some fun together?”

Steve laughed. “Isn’t that kind of risky?”

Chloe bit her lower lip sexily. “Well, that’s part of the fun.”

He smirked, eyeing her up and down, clearly interested. “Your boyfriend’s not gonna get suspicious when you invite another guy over?”

“Well,” Chloe said, “he probably would, but I think I’ve got a solution. I can just tell him you’re my gay best friend. Then he’ll assume you’re not a threat, and we can even, like, cuddle and flirt and stuff right in front of him.”

He laughed again. “That’s…creative. But I guess that dumbass can think whatever he wants as long as you end up taking my dick tonight.”

Chloe smiled up at him. “Then it’s a date.”

***

That evening, Noah came over to Chloe’s place for their weekly movie night. Chloe was wearing a tight pair of pajama shorts and a thin white cotton tank top. Her nipples were jutting through the material. Noah smiled and hugged her.

“Hey, babe,” he said. “I brought popcorn!” He came in and walked to the microwave to start popping it.

“Oh, thanks, baby,” Chloe said. “Listen, I forgot to tell you something. I hope it’s okay, but I invited my gay best friend Steve over to watch the movie with us.”

Noah turned to her, surprised. “I’ve never heard about any gay best friend of yours,” he said.

“Yeah, I’ve been meaning to tell you about him,” Chloe said. “We met in my bio class and started studying together. He’s so much fun. I, uh, told him a lot about you, and I thought it would be nice to invite him over to finally meet you?”

“Oh…okay, I guess that’s fine,” Noah said. “When’s he coming?”

“Um, like, ten minutes or so,” Chloe said.

“Oh, soon,” Noah said. “So, uh, I guess you should go get changed?”

Chloe looked at him, acting confused. “Honey, he’s, like, totally gay, he doesn’t even notice stuff like this.”

Noah eyed her up and down. “Um, are you sure?”

“Yes, duh,” Chloe said. “Besides, don’t you like it when I dress like this?”

“Uh, well, yeah, of course, you look amazing,” Noah said.

Not that it gets you hard, Chloe thought to herself.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. “Oh, he must be early,” Chloe said, then pranced over to answer it. She opened the door and saw Steve in a pair of shorts and a tight-fitting t-shirt. “Hey, Steve, come on in!” Chloe greeted him. Steve’s jaw dropped open when he saw what she was wearing. He eyed her up and down greedily, then stepped inside and hugged her, lifting her up in the air for a few seconds.

Noah watched awkwardly from the kitchen as they greeted each other, then they walked over to him as he poured popcorn into a bowl. “Hi, cutie, I’m Steve,” Steve said to him with a smile.

Chloe giggled to herself at the way Steve was acting gay, eyeing Noah up and down.

Noah izmir escort was actually smiling and blushing a little. “Uh, um, hi, Steve, I’m Noah. Nice to meet you.”

Steve turned to Chloe. “Wow, I am so jealous, Chloe. You didn’t tell me your boyfriend was such a cute little twink.” He smiled and winked at Noah.

Chloe laughed and gave Steve’s arm a playful slap. “Hands off, he’s mine,” she said.

Noah was still blushing. “Um, thanks, Steve,” he said awkwardly.

They chatted together for a couple minutes while the popcorn was in the microwave, then Chloe led Steve to the couch and they plopped down on it. Steve immediately wrapped his arm around Chloe’s shoulders and she cuddled up against him. When Noah brought the popcorn over and put it on the coffee table, he noticed this and said, “Uh, you two look comfy.”

Chloe rolled her eyes. “Oh baby, you’re not, like, jealous, right? Steve’s like a girlfriend, we just like to cuddle.”

“Oh…um, okay,” Noah said reluctantly. “So, we’re ready to watch the movie?”

“Would you mind turning the lights off, cutie?” Steve asked. “And, um, I’m kind of cold, do you have a blanket?”

“Good idea,” Chloe said.

“Uh, sure, I guess,” Noah said. He turned the lights off and brought a blanket over to Steve.

“What a gentleman,” Steve said. Noah just blushed and smiled again, then sat down on the other end of the couch. Steve and Chloe wrapped themselves up in the blanket and continued to cuddle. “I’m ready, you can press play, babe,” Steve told Noah with a grin as Chloe rested her head on his chest.

Noah pressed play and they began watching the movie. Chloe and Steve made sure to keep themselves covered in the blanket, so that Chloe could slowly rub her hand up and down Steve’s muscular abs and chest, first over his shirt, and then, when she saw that Noah hadn’t noticed anything, under his shirt. Her fingers slid along his smooth, toned body. Steve’s hands, meanwhile, rubbed Chloe’s smooth thighs, grabbed her ass, then reached up and started playing with her tits.

Their hands were moving around under the blanket quite a bit, so Chloe kept watching Noah out of the corner of her eye, but he seemed completely caught up in the movie. Chloe and Steve looked at each other, suppressing their laughter, as Chloe took Steve’s hand and brought it between her legs. He began rubbing her pussy, first over her shorts, then sliding inside them.

By thirty minutes into the movie, Steve was sliding two fingers in and out of Chloe’s wet pussy. Her breathing was getting heavier, but she just turned the sound up on the TV, and Noah still didn’t seem to notice anything. She turned and looked into Steve’s eyes as he fingered her, and soon she was gripping his knee firmly, leaning her head into his chest and biting her lip. She tried not to make a sound as an orgasm rippled through her body, but couldn’t help but let out a little whimpering squeal.

“Um, you okay, baby?” Noah asked, glancing over at them.

Chloe brought her head up, trying to act casual, her forehead glistening with sweat. “Uh, yeah, sweetie,” she said, breathing heavily. “Steve just gave me a little pinch, he’s always doing that.” She gave Steve a playful nudge.

“Sorry,” Steve said to Noah. “Just playing around. Enjoying the movie, cutie?”

Noah looked at them. Chloe hoped he couldn’t tell that she had just had an orgasm. “Um, yeah, it’s pretty good,” he said softly, then turned back to the TV.

As she caught her breath, Steve and Chloe smiled at each other. Now Steve took her hand and brought it to his crotch, where she could feel his firm bulge. She started slowly, quietly unbuttoning and unzipping his shorts, then reached into his boxers and wrapped her hand around a thick, 7-inch erection. Slowly, she brought her hand out from under the blanket, looked over at Noah to make sure he wasn’t watching, then licked her hand and brought it back under the blanket, wrapping it back around Steve’s dick.

Chloe was so turned on as she watched Steve glancing over at Noah and smirking while she stroked him. It was such a thrill to stroke another guy’s dick right next to her completely oblivious boyfriend.

The two of them spent the next half hour or so playing with each other under the blanket. Then Chloe noticed that Noah was starting to nod off. She was surprised that he was falling asleep, since he had chosen the movie and his eyes had been glued to the TV pretty much the whole time. But a few minutes later, his head fell back against the couch, his eyes were firmly shut, and he even began to snore a little.

Chloe and Steve looked at each other. kahramanmaraş escort “Um…Noah?” Chloe said softly. Noah kept snoring. Then, a little louder, she said, “Noah? You awake?”

No response.

Chloe looked back at Steve. Under the blanket, his hand was under her tank top, squeezing one of her tits. She leaned into him and they began making out.

Chloe moaned a little as Steve kissed her, then she glanced back at Noah to make sure he was still sleeping. She turned back to Steve and whispered, “Let’s go to the bedroom.”

Steve laughed and tossed the blanket off of them, revealing his erection pointing straight in the air. “No way, slut,” he said quietly. “I’m gonna fuck you right here while he’s sleeping. Get your shorts off.”

She stared at his thick tool for a couple of seconds, then obediently began wiggling out of her shorts and panties. “Oh my god, what if he wakes up?” she half-heartedly objected.

“I don’t give a shit,” Steve said. He stood in front of her, dropped his own shorts and boxers to the floor, then pulled his shirt off. She gazed at his naked body in awe. As she glanced over at Noah to make sure he was still asleep, Steve kneeled down between her legs and started eating her out. Chloe bit her lip to keep herself from moaning too loud.

After a few minutes of Steve licking her pussy, he looked up at her and said, “Tell me what you want, slut.”

“Oh god, I want you to fuck me, Steve, I need to feel you deep inside me,” Chloe whimpered.

“That’s what I thought,” he said, then stood up, grabbed her by the waist, lined up his cock with her wet pussy, and slid into her.

She couldn’t help but let out a light moan, then bit her lip again to quiet herself down. Noah was still snoring away. Emboldened, she looked over at him and said, “Sorry, baby, but maybe if you kept me satisfied, I wouldn’t be doing this.”

Steve laughed, then wrapped a hand lightly around her throat and began quickly hammering in and out of her. “That little pussy doesn’t fuck you like this, huh?”

“Oh fuck, no,” she gasped, his hand still lightly choking her. “He’s so worthless in bed. Oh yes, oh yes, please fuck me harder,” Chloe whined, trying to stay quiet.

Steve leaned down so that his face was inches from hers, still fucking her hard and fast. “Did you like feeling my fingers inside you while your loser boyfriend just sat there like a fucking idiot?”

“Ohhh, fuck yes, I fucking loved it,” Chloe gasped.

“Yeah, you did,” Steve said with a cocky grin. “You like being a naughty girl, don’t you?”

“Ohhh, yesss.”

“Yeah? You like being a little cheating whore for me?”

“Yessssss!”

“Say it,” he ordered, taking his hand off her throat.

“Yes, yes, I love being a cheating whore for you, keep fucking me like the bad little slut I am!” she squealed.

She was getting louder, and Steve could tell she was about to cum again, so he slapped his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. She moaned into his hand as he fucked her, her body practically convulsing in pleasure. When she came down from her orgasm, he pulled out of her and stood in front of her. “Get on your knees, slut,” he ordered her.

Breathing heavily, her tank top soaked through with sweat and sticking to her body, she slid to the ground and looked up at him submissively. “Oh my god, you’re amazing,” she said, then started sucking his balls.

“Yeah, that’s right, you know exactly what to do, don’t you?” Steve grinned down at her, slapping her face with his cock. “You don’t do that for this fucking sissy, do you?”

She giggled and looked up at him, shaking her head. “No way,” she said. “I only do this for real men like you.”

Steve gripped the top of her head, then slid his cock between her lips and down her throat, making her gag. He looked over at Noah, still sleeping on the couch, then flipped him the middle finger with both hands as Chloe eagerly sucked his dick, laughing as much as she could with a mouth full of cock. “Sorry, dumbass,” he said to Noah, “but this is what happens when you can’t fuck your girlfriend right.” Then he looked back down at Chloe. “Stand up.”

She stood next to him. Steve’s tall, muscular body towered over her small frame. “Let’s get this off of you,” he said, pulling her tank top over her head, revealing her round perky tits. He leaned down and started going back and forth sucking on them, looking over at Noah as he did. “What would you say if he woke up right now and saw this?” Steve asked. One of his hands was lightly squeezing one of her tits as he flicked the nipple with his tongue. The other manavgat escort hand was sliding between her legs, playing with her wet pussy.

Giggling, Chloe said, “I’d say he should sit there and watch so he can learn how a real man treats a girl like me.”

Steve laughed. “Damn, girl, that’s harsh. Here, I feel bad, bend over in front of him and give him a little kiss.”

Chloe stood in front of her sleeping boyfriend, then bent over and gave him a peck on the lips. As she did, Steve grabbed her firmly by the waist and slid into her firmly from behind. She let out a gasp and had to grab onto the back of the couch to keep herself from falling forward. Steve quickly began pounding her. She was inches away from Noah’s face.

“That’s it, look at your clueless boyfriend while I drop my load in you,” Steve said, slamming in and out of her.

“Oh god, oh yes, please cum inside me,” Chloe whispered as her sweat dripped on Noah’s face.

“Nnnnnngggghhhh, here I come, bitch,” Steve groaned, slamming himself into her and keeping his cock deep inside her while it pulsated. Chloe had never felt anything so amazing.

As soon as Steve pulled out of her, she collapsed on the floor to catch her breath and looked up at him, admiring his sweaty, muscular body. “Um, wow,” she said. “That was just what I needed. Thanks.”

“No problem, slut,” Steve said, picking up his clothes. “I’m gonna get outta here, but lemme know when you need some good dick again.”

“I will,” Chloe said with a smile.

***

That Friday, the girls’ jaws were all on the floor after Chloe’s story. “Holy shit,” Madison said. “I dunno about the rest of you, but my panties are soaked right now.”

The other girls laughed and agreed. “That sounds so fucking hot,” Jenny said. “I can’t believe Noah didn’t wake up!”

“What would you have done if he had?” Emily asked.

Chloe giggled. “Um, I’m sure I would have felt bad later, but in the moment I would have just begged Steve not to stop. His dick felt too good!”

The girls laughed.

“What about you, Emily?” Madison asked. “Any more adventures with Brad?”

“Umm, yeah, a couple,” Emily said with a giggle.

“Wow, okay, slut,” Jenny teased.

“I know, but when Brad invites me over, I just cannot say no,” Emily said. “Especially since I only got to suck his dick the first time. The last couple times, we had sex, and wow, it is so incredible.”

The other girls murmured with envy.

“And, um, I guess he really enjoyed our first little adventure, because both of the times I came over, he had me, like, call Ryan on the phone while we did it!”

The girls gasped and laughed. “Wow, that’s so hot. And Ryan still couldn’t hear you?” Chloe asked.

“Honestly, Ryan is, like, so oblivious,” Emily said with a giggle. “But there were a couple close calls. The first time, Brad had me on all fours and was, like, fucking me really hard and fast from behind, and Ryan was talking about his classes or whatever, but then he stopped and asked me, ‘Uh, what’s that slapping sound?'” The girls laughed, including Emily. “I didn’t know what to say! Finally, I said I was working out, like, doing jumping jacks and stuff.”

The girls were now crying with laughter. “Oh, wow, good save,” Jenny said sarcastically. “And Ryan bought that?”

“Yes!” Emily said. “Not only that, but once Ryan started talking again, Brad even took the phone from me and held it up against my butt and started spanking me! I couldn’t believe it, but Ryan didn’t even say anything, he must have just assumed it was more exercise.”

“Oh, wow,” Chloe said.

“Yeah,” Emily continued. “I know it’s terrible, but there’s something so hot about being so naughty. Like, another time, I was riding Brad, and it felt sooo good, and he was making me cum. And the other times he’s made me cum, I just move the phone away and moan into the sheets or something, but I couldn’t do that while I was riding him. So I couldn’t help it, and I just cried out, ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck!’ as I came!”

Madison gasped. “With Ryan listening??”

“Yeah,” Emily nodded. “I thought for sure I gave myself away, but I couldn’t even think about it. I just hung up on him and figured I would deal with it later. So Brad and I kept fucking for a while, and he came in me, and then I called Ryan back. He asked what had happened, and I just said I’d gotten an annoying e-mail from a professor, so I was saying ‘fuck’ because I was so pissed off.”

More laughter. “And?” Jenny asked.

“And he believed it!” Emily said. “I had to make up a whole story about what happened, but of course he was just super-sweet and sympathetic about it.”

“Oh my god, that sounds so hot,” Jenny said. “You have to let me go next! It’s so frustrating the way Simon gets me all worked up and then cums in two seconds. I need a real fuck.”

Madison let out a sigh. “Oh, fine, I guess I’ll be putting up with Lucas’s micropenis for another week.”

The girls laughed as Jenny pondered how she would outdo Chloe’s adventure.

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So a little background to this story. My wife has two sisters who are younger than her. Both are attractive in their own right, but one of them, Jess, has something about her, that makes me really want to fuck her. Also something that should be noted, is that I have a huge fetish for tights, and a small part of that is attributable to feet.

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It was a Friday morning, and I had been at work for about an hour, when I received a text from my wife’s youngest sister, Jess; asking me if I could do her a huge favour, and pick her up on my way home from work. I passed her workplace on my drive home, so I saw no problem in this. Plus, it meant the I could stare at her pantyhose-clad legs, and fantasise about fucking her through them, whilst I drove her home.

A little about Jess—she is a schoolteacher for younger kids, here in England. She is about-five-foot-eight-inches tall, and a little curvy; loves to be done up with nice makeup, her hair styled, and to wear nice clothes. She always wore pantyhose and dresses which came to just below her knees.

I finished work just after 12:00pm, knowing Jess finished at 12:30pm, so I would need to wait for her for about five minutes when I got there. When I arrived at her school, I was extremely horny. I had been imagining all the stuff I would want to do to her, and had been rubbing my cock as I was driving, so I was still hard when I parked. I started to worry a little as my hard-on wasn’t going down, and I had skinny jeans on—Jess was going to notice it.

Jess arrived at the car right at 12:30pm, and what a gorgeous sight she was. Her makeup was perfectly done, her hair had recently been styled at the hairdresser, and was wavy with blonde streaks through her brown hair. She was wearing a tight-fitting dress, which showed off her nice, perky tits and came to just below her knees; then underneath that, she had a patterned pair of dark pantyhose on. My cock was now harder at this magnificent sight, and she was definitely going to notice it.

The drive from her school to her house took about twenty-five minutes. We spoke about the usual stuff, whilst all I could think of was how sexy she looked. Those legs were incredible. I could feel some pre-cum leaking from my dick. She must have known how hard I was. My cock hard was about seven inches and my jeans were tight. I could see the outline of my head, so I knew she must have seen it.

We arrived at her house, and she invited me in for a coffee, which I happily accepted. bursa escort My wife comes from a family, that when we are in the house, we just help ourselves. So when we got in, Jess headed to the toilet and I started to make coffee. She came back down, and helped. As she was pouring the milk in, I had to reach over her to get some sugar—the problem was that the cupboard was directly over her shoulder.

I was waiting for her to finish, but she told me to just lean over her. As I leaned over her, I pressed into her back. My cock, still in its semi-erect state, pressed into her ass and I was rock hard again. Jess let out a little moan. I didn’t know what to do, but I was in no rush to move. That’s when I felt Jess start to move her ass up and down, dry humping my cock. I moved my hand onto her thigh, feeling her legs in those magnificent pantyhose. My cock had never felt so hard, and Jess had moved so that it was nestled between her ass cheeks.

That’s when she said to me, “So that’s what I could see in your trousers.”

At that point, I couldn’t resist anymore and started to kiss her neck. She spun around, and our mouths met, our tongues touching. My hand was now up her dress, resting on her ass. The feeling was incredible, her ass in these nylons was a dream. She started to pull my top over my head. My excitement was intense as this was about to happen, I was about to fuck my gorgeous sister-in-law.

As my top came over my head, her mouth was working its way down my body, taking my nipples in her mouth. Jess had worked her way onto her knees, and started to unbuckle my belt. I helped her out, as I wanted my cock in her face ASAP. As she got my jeans off, she could see a wet spot of pre-cum on my boxer shorts, and her eyes glued to the outline of the prize. She took her tongue, licked up my shaft, and took the head of my cock in her mouth through my underwear. I could feel her saliva through them and wanted to release my dick.

Jess then slowly peeled off my boxers, with my cock springing out, and at full attention. Using both hands, Jess started to massage my hard penis, before taking my balls in one hand, and guiding her mouth onto the tip of my dick. Her mouth felt like heaven around my cock. The wetness was just perfect, and slowly, she started moving up and down the length of my shaft, taking in slightly more with each gobble. It wasn’t long before she was deep throttling me. I didn’t know how much longer I was going çanakkale escort to last, but one thing I did know, was that this beautiful woman was going to take every last drop of my cum in her mouth.

Jess was licking up my shaft, then deepthroated me when she went onto sucking my balls whilst wanking me. I was on the verge of exploding, when I felt her tongue meet my asshole. Her wet tongue touching my hole was it; I told her I was going to explode. So she took my dick in her mouth, and as soon as I felt her hot breath touch my cock, that was it—I exploded shot after shot in her mouth.

It was finally my turn. I was going to finally get to see my sister-in-law’s body. I had been thinking about this day, since she turned eighteen. I stood Jess up, and passionately kissed her, tasting my own juices off her lips and tongue. Nibbling on her ear, I found a spot that aroused her; she moaned in pleasure. I started pulling off her dress, exposing her curvy sexy stomach. The dress was finally off and I took my lips to her breasts—they had to be free. I quickly unclasped her bra, freeing those magnificent, perky breasts, with the most gorgeous nipples, which I started sucking as soon as they were uncovered. They tasted fantastic; they had a nice, tangy taste, having been under her bra all morning.

Whilst sucking her nipples, I started rubbing her crotch through her pantyhose. This feeling had my cock standing at attention right away. I asked her to sit up on the worktop, which she did, asking if I liked the view. Jess sitting on the worktop, legs spread open, wearing her gorgeous, dark pantyhose, with a black-lace thong beneath them was pleasure enough, but I wanted between those legs. I started kissing and sucking her phenomenal feet, before kissing up each leg, until I got to her crotch. I could smell her wet pussy through everything, as I got to the crotch. I couldn’t wait to taste her.

My teasing was getting to be too much for Jess. She put her hand down her pantyhose, and told me I had better start eating her, the next time I got up there. Before I reached her crotch the next time, I kissed up her nylon-clad leg, and then I moved my tongue onto her soaking-wet clit. The feel of nylon on my tongue, mixed with this perfect taste of Jess’s pussy, was sheer delight. I started to massage her clit with my tongue, taking it all in. She was close already, as I could tell from her delightful moans. She pulled my head rize escort in tighter, covering my whole face with her pantyhose. I changed from licking her clit, to fucking her hole with my tongue, to massaging her small-but-incredible clit. It was all too much for Jess—she let out the most pleasurable scream and gushed all over my face through her pantyhose. Wow, this was so fucking hot, that I could feel the reaction making my cock so hard.

I took Jess’s feet, placed them around my hard dick, and slowly started to fuck her feet. Feeling her pantyhose against my cock, let me know that if I continued like this, it would be over soon—and I was desperate to feel her hole wrapped around my cock.

I directed Jess off the worktop, and turned her around. I started kissing her neck again, whilst playing with her nipples; she threw her head back, letting me know she was enjoying it. Working my hands down her perfect body, feeling her magnificent curves, I reached the top of her pantyhose. Taking hold of them, along with her thong, I pulled them down to her knees and bent Jess over.

Guiding my cock to her puffy pussy lips, this was the first time I noticed her perfectly round, fat ass. I slowly pushed my dick, inch by inch, into her hole. The feeling of her lips tightly pressed around my cock was like a match made in heaven. I slowly started pushing in and out of her, enjoying her pleasurable moans. I could tell I had found her G-spot. I started to pick up my speed, feeling that we were both close. Looking at her ass as I fucked her, made me want to feel it around my dick, but I knew we were too far gone for that this day, so I rubbed her pussy to get her juices on my fingers and moved my then-wet finger to her asshole.

Massaging her dark passage with my finger, whilst my cock was deep inside her, made Jess start to buck. Her orgasm was getting louder, and the sounds of her pleasure were taking me to the edge. She screamed out my name, as she came over my cock, making me explode a stream of my cum deep inside her overly wet cunt. I stood with my cock inside her, whilst she drained me. With that, Jess let me fall out of her, turning around and kissing me passionately.

We then got dressed, and finally made that coffee. As Jess and I drank our coffees, we spoke about what had just happened. She had known of my nylon fetish through conversations with my wife. I declared how much I had fantasised about this day, and how stunning she was. Jess blushed, and told me that she hoped that we could do this again, as she hadn’t cum like that in a long time.

I was excited to feel her on me again, and knowing she had never been fucked whilst on top, made me happy that I was going to give her plenty of firsts. I stood up and kissed her again, before asking to not leave it too long, as I had had an amazing time with her.

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This is my first attempt at publishing a story, it’s based on a real life experience I had in my younger days. All names have been changed. It includes cocaine, and has a little watersports and light anal play. I hope that it turns you on as much as it did me that night. Special thanks to the amazing Eliza Loo for the editing help.

As I sit drinking a hot cup of coffee on this lazy Sunday morning, my mind wanders back to a similar Sunday morning long ago. I was young and full of adventure then, working hard during the week and partying just as hard on the weekend. More often than not, during that particular time in my life there was a little cocaine involved on my weekend excursions, and along with that came a bevy of willing women, the kind of women that loved to party and get a little wild.

It was 1989 on a Sunday morning in Florida when I looked up from my cup of coffee to see her standing in the doorway, naked except for the sheet wrapped loosely around her.

“Morning” I say as I motion for her to sit and get up to get her a cup. Bringing back her coffee I notice the sheet is no longer covering her, she’s sitting on it and her amazing tits are on display.

“Tylenol?” she asks. I oblige her and bring a glass of water back with me. She looks rough, her hair a mess and bags under her eyes. Taking two and downing the rest of the water she looks me in the eye and asks, “Any coke left?”

“Wait until Becky gets up and I’ll give you two a snoot full for the ride home.” I reply and watch as she chokes a little on her coffee before chuckling as she says, “I’m Becky!”

“Oh, sorry,” and thought for a minute before saying “Then…Tina?” as I motioned to the bedroom.

“Yup, if we’re waiting can I take a shower?”

“Absolutely” I replied. We got up and I showed her where everything was, openly ogling her very nice ass and remembering how my tongue worked it last night.

‘She can’t be more than five feet tall’ I think to myself. On the way back I peeked into my bedroom and saw Tina lying on her back, left leg stretched out and her right bent at the knee giving me a great view of her light brown bush. I move into the room and sit on the bed, trailing my fingers around her tits, then leaning down I whisper in her ear, “Hey beautiful time to get up.”

“Mmmm ok” she says and blinks her eyes open. Sitting up and rubbing her eyes she says “Oh fuck that hurts” and flops back onto the bed and stretches, giving me a wonderful view of her voluptuous body. As tall as my five eight she’s well-proportioned and sexy as fuck.

She sits back up and I help her stand. I glance down at her tits that are swaying back and forth, they’re nice with pale areoles the size of a tollhouse cookie and light pink nipples that are long even before being stimulated.

“I need to piss, now” she says. I say “Becky’s in the shower now, you can go in.” She nods her head and hurries off. Watching her shapely ass disappear into the bathroom I start collecting beer bottles and reflect on the crazy night I had with these two women.

It started off with a couple of my friends and I having a few beers at the local watering hole. One had to work in the morning and left around eight, leaving me and Dave to ourselves to find some fun. I’d been thinking about scoring some coke all week and asked him if he wanted in. He declined, having family obligations the next morning. So, I put the call in, he had one more beer and left.

So there I am; it’s now nine thirty and I’m back at the bar with a healthy bag of coke and no one to party with. I go to the bathroom and get in a stall and do a couple quick bumps from the end of a key. Then a couple more for good measure and put it away. Checking my nose on the way out for any telltale residue, I saunter back out and take my seat. The bumps are hitting now, that feeling of euphoria washing over me, instantly putting me in a great mood. Taking a big swig from my beer I spin around on my stool and survey the room.

The regular hard partiers are here, along with a few couples and some single guys over at the pool table. I look over to the wall with booths along it and see them.

A blond and a brunette, they’re very good looking and talking and laughing. The blond gets up and comes up to the bar about three stools down from me and orders two more of those silly wine coolers that were so popular. I offer to pay for them. She turns her head to look at me, looks right into my eyes and sees my dilated pupils and watches me rub my nose and sniff. Her smile brightens and she says “Sure, why don’t you grab your beer and come sit with us.”

I do just that and follow her back to their booth. The other girl looks at me warily as the blond slides in and scooches over to let me sit next to her. I look them over as I sit down and like what I see. They’re both wearing nice blouses and jean shorts. Two totally different looks, one blonde and voluptuous the other dark haired and petite, built like a gymnast.

The blond asks my name and introductions üsküdar escort are made. Tina smiles sweetly at me, pushes a lock of her blond hair behind her ear and says “Am I mistaken or is your nose really happy tonight?” I answer, “It is indeed happy tonight, do you two partake?” I notice Becky has now straightened up and is smiling at me as Tina says “We sure do,” then looks at her friend and says, “don’t we Becky?” Becky nods her head in agreement.

“Well, I hope this isn’t too out of line but would you two want to come back to my place where we can do a few lines without an audience?” They look at each other, Becky says “I don’t know”…Tina looks back at me and says “We’re not sure that’s a good idea, after all, we don’t know you.”

“Ok, I get it. Do you know the bartender, her name’s Georgia?” They both say yes so, I tell Becky to go talk to Georgia, she’ll vouch for me. When you’re high on coke you tend to just blurt shit out so I turn to Tina and say “Look, I just scored a quarter ounce. There’s plenty to go around and who knows what’ll happen back at my place, we’ll play it by ear.” I reached over and stroked the back of her hand lightly and said, “I’ll get you a cab home later if you want.”

I could tell she was warming up to the idea of free lines when Becky came back and asked Tina to go to the bathroom with her. I figured they needed to talk about it.

They took off and I went up to the bar and asked Georgia what she said. “I told her you haven’t murdered anyone in a couple years now so they should be ok” and started laughing. I started laughing along with her, she shook her head and said “You’re in, you fucking pussy hound. When’s my turn?” “Next time, I promise,” and smiled my best smile. “Yeah, yeah, yeah” she said as she headed down the bar to take another order.

The girls come back from the bathroom, all business now. “Shall we go?” asks Tina. “Ok.” I answer and mentally take stock of the beer situation in my fridge at home. Thinking I have about a twelve pack I ask the girls if they’ll drink beer at my place. They both nod their heads, so I call Georgia over and ask for 12 more to take home.

We finished our drinks, and I picked up the beer and we headed out to my truck. Piling into the front it’s a little cramped for the three of us on the bench seat but we manage for the short ride home.

We made small talk on the way, the shorter of the two sat in the middle and scooted closer to me and whispered in my ear “Coke makes me horny, you up for some fun?” and rubbed her hand over my dick a couple times. I nodded my agreement and look over at Tina who’s shaking her head and saying “You’re a little slut!” We all laugh, and small talk ensued for the last few minutes home.

Once inside I tell them to sit in the living room and I put the beer away. Coming in with three cold ones, I handed them out and went to my bedroom for the mirror with the razor blade and straw on it. I glance at the clock, ten fifteen. Going to be a long, late night I think to myself.

Back in the living room I’m sitting between the two ladies and chopping lines. I’m more than ready for a fat one and they are almost salivating at the nice little pile I dumped on the mirror. Done with the chopping I slice out three big ones and pick up the straw and snort the first one. Handing off the mirror I lean back and pinch my nose and pull air in and let go at the same time, pulling the rest of the coke into my sinuses. The girls do some variation of the same thing and soon enough we’re all leaning back on the couch letting the rush hit us.

“Oh yeah” I say as the feeling washes over my brain. “Fuckin’A dude” Tina says followed by a happy sigh from Becky who stands up and does that thing women do to take off their bra and pull it through the sleeve. Tossing it at me and laughing she says “It’s getting’ hot in here, turn on some music?” I point at the stereo “Have at it.” She goes to turn it on, and I take a big whiff of her bra, smelling a little sweat and soap. This earns me an eye roll from Tina. I say “What, will yours smell better?” She comes right back with “Another line and you can find out.”

I immediately turn and cut three more lines out of the pile, this time about half the size of the first. Music is now on and Becky dances back over and plops herself right next to me and leans down to untie her shoes. I hand the mirror to Tina who promptly inhales one of the lines. I do mine next and hand it to the now shoeless Becky. She does hers and we all take a moment to let it hit.

I look over to Tina and say, “bra?” and hold my hand out. She smiles and stands up performing the same magic her friend did. She hands it to me and I open it to look at the tag and squint to read it and she says “38 double D dude, now tell me if I smell better than her.” I put one of the cups to my face and inhale loudly, making a show of it. I exhale and say “You guys use different soap. In order to make a fair assessment I’ll gaziemir escort need to go straight to the source.” Laughing she says, “Yeah we’ll see, who needs a beer?”

We all agree, and she takes off for the kitchen and Becky grabs my head in both hands and lays a kiss on me. I reciprocated and we swap some spit until Tina walks in with the beers. After a couple big swigs Becky leans over to me and says, “I want to spend the night, I don’t care if she stays or not.” I nod my head and stare at her dark eyes, taking in just how good looking she is. She’s well put together, Mediterranean complexion with dark hair down to her shoulders and perfect eyebrows, cute little upturned nose and nice plump lips. Wearing minimal make up she looks great. I surmise they’re both about my age, late 20’s or early 30’s.

I turn to look at Tina, a classic blond beauty. Hair up in a ponytail that comes halfway down her back she’s fully made up with her face looking like she took a lot of time to put it together. A real girly-girl. Very hot.

Becky asks for the bathroom; I point at the hall and say “Second on the left.” Turning to the other I say in a low voice “Your friend says she wants to spend the night, do you want to spend the night with us?”

“I don’t know…I’ve never had a three-way. I’m not sure if I could…I don’t know.” With that she got up and walked down the hall. Knocked twice on the bathroom door and walked in. I figure they need to talk about it.

I finish my beer and lean over to cut more lines, pulling off of the big pile and taking my time to chop one way, pull it together and chop the other. Repeating the process until it’s nice and fine. I carefully make three healthy lines and, quickly looking at the bathroom door, I pull a little bump to the front and snort it real quick because, well, I wanted to.

Becky comes out first and I ask her to get three more beers on the way back. They’re starting to go down quickly now. When she sits down next to me I ask, “What’s with her, is she staying?” She reaches over to starts to undo my shorts, fumbling with the button and says, “I’m not sure, I hope she does. I’ve been dying to go down on her, but she doesn’t swing that way.”

With my shorts now open she sticks her hand in and pulls out my cock. I’m half hard but that’s quickly changing. She’s softly moving her hand around inside my underwear, reaching to feel my balls. I start to unbutton her shirt when Tina comes back, grabs her old beer and downs it. Grabbing a new one she opens it and takes a huge swig. She turns her head and burps then looks back at what we’re doing, then down at the lines.

I have Becky’s shirt unbuttoned now, it’s hanging open. I reach for the mirror and give it to Tina who does a line and hands it to Becky who sets it down on the table and leans over to do hers. As she does, I get a glimpse of her tits, nice handfuls with dark areoles and very hard dark nipples.

She leans back and hands me the straw. I do my line, grab my beer and take a big drink. Looking to my left Tina is leaning back looking at me. I go in for a kiss and she lets me, not moving her head but kissing me back. I end the kiss and turn to my right. She’s smiling at me, and I lean down to kiss her, moving her shirt out of the way I cup her right boob, feeling the firmness. Squeezing gently, I move my palm in circles over her nipple, feeling the hard little nub before I use my fingers to pinch it lightly. She sighs, takes her beer and turns it up, finishing it. I take a big drink of mine and turn to Tina who was watching us with interest.

I move closer to her and lean in to kiss her again, this time with tongue. She grabs the back of my head and we start making out. I start to pull up her shirt, but she breaks the kiss and says “Hold on, I’ll get it.” I sit back and take a look at Becky, who now has her shirt off and is rubbing both of her tits. I watch her while Tina stands up to take off her shirt, pulling it over her head. Shaking her hair and using both hands to fix her ponytail I’m almost mesmerized as her full tits sway back and forth. I look back at Becky and she’s staring too.

Tina says “Dude, I’m high as fuck right now.” Walking to the standup fan I have in the corner she turns it on and stands there. Becky gets up and goes over to her and they share the breeze. I’m rushing pretty good too, the coke is good, and we’ve got about a gram up our noses.

When you have three people high as fuck on coke the conversation flows, often on topics that are completely mundane. I join them and we start talking about music, then the clock on the wall. At one point we’re in the kitchen talking about the differences in cooking on a non-stick pan or a cast iron skillet. We’re doing all of this while topless with a lot of brushing, quick squeezes and sometimes just blatant groping. We end up back in the living room and I sit on the couch. They’re looking through my cassettes picking out something to listen to.

They’re sancaktepe escort whispering something to each other. I look at their asses and see Becky slowly put her hand on her friends’ ass, cupping her cheek. Tina swats her hand away while laughing and gives her a whining “Stop it! Every time we party you grope me!”

“Can’t help it, I love your ass!” Becky shoots back. They both laugh and I stand up and kick my shorts off and head for the bathroom in my boxers.

It was quiet out there while I pissed, and I thought about how lucky I was. Two topless cuties and a pile of blow waiting for me in my living room. I headed back and yell out “Anyone need a beer?” Two yesses came back. They’re really going down easy. Grabbing another round I head back and find the two of them sitting on the couch again, this time without the shorts, just panties.

Small talk ensues and we spend some more time getting to know each other, our jobs and lives. All the while ogling each other and flirting. Beer is flowing and we’re having fun. It’s warm in the house, I get up and go adjust the thermostat. I get back and pull the mirror towards me. They’re looking at the coke with hungry eyes and I have to admit that notion just crossed my mind too. The beer is starting to catch up with us too, the girls are loosening up and I’m pretty buzzed now.

I cut three more lines and we snort them, all of us leaning back in silence as that familiar feeling overtakes us. Becky leans over and starts kissing my neck, drawing little circles with her tongue. She moves up a little and whispers in my ear “Let’s get this party started.”

I look over and see Tina staring at us. I take my left hand and run it up and down her leg. She spreads them a little and I run my fingers to her panty-clad pussy. Caressing and pushing the fabric in, I feel wetness and I look down to see a damp spot gracing the gusset of her light blue panties.

I feel lips on my right nipple and look to see Becky sucking it and staring at my hand moving back and forth in her friend’s crotch. She stands up and takes her panties off then bends over to pull off my boxers. I lift my ass to accommodate her and at the same time I tug on Tina’s panties. She stands and slides them down her legs revealing a light brown trimmed bush, in stark contrast to Becky’s wild full bush of black pussy hair.

All of us are naked now, Becky decides to take control and asks Tina to help her move the coffee table out of the way. Both grabbing an end, they move it straight back about 4 feet. Becky takes her finger and swipes it across the little flakes of residue on the mirror where the last lines were cut. She wipes it across her top gum and then sucks it clean, looking me in the eye with nothing but sex on her mind.

Tina follows suit as Becky gets on her knees and moves towards me. “C’mon, give me a hand with this,” and motions for her to get on her knees too. I’m half hard as I spread my legs. Becky grabs it and swoops down to take me halfway in her mouth, swirling her tongue on the way back up then releases my cock with a pop.

She points it towards Tina who moves closer, but instead jumps up onto the sofa and starts making out with me. I feel the warmth of Becky’s mouth on my dick as she goes back to sucking. She clearly enjoys what she’s doing and is making little noises and humming.

I’m loving all the attention and start to play with Tina’s tits, hefting the full globes in my hand and pinching her nipples. We’re kissing with passion now as I feel my cock go into Becky’s throat. I make a sound of approval into Tina’s mouth and jerk my hips a little. We break the kiss and I look down to watch her expertly go up and down, burying her nose in my pubic hair then coming back up for air.

Over and over, she does this and I feel the tingling start. Not wanting to get off yet I stop her. She looks at me with watery eyes and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and smiles.

“Holy fuck you’re good at that” I say. “I had to stop you, or you would have had a mouthful of cum.” She smiles proudly and moves up to the couch, straightens her body and lays her head on the armrest. Throwing one leg up to the back of the sofa, she lets her right leg drop to the floor. I gaze at her bushy pussy and watch as she reaches down with her right hand and using two fingers opens herself to me. I see her dark brown labia spread apart and the pink of her beautiful pussy. Her other hand comes down and pulls her clitoral hood back to reveal a clit about as big around as my pinky finger and about a quarter inch long.

I feel Tina move closer to me and lean her head around to get a better look. She’s got her ample tits pressing into my side and breathing heavily into my ear. We’re both mesmerized as she takes her left hand and gathers some moisture and pulls it up to her clit and slowly caresses it. Leaning her head back and drawing in a hiss of air as she works it. “One of you needs to get over here and eat me!” she exclaimed. She looks right at Tina, so do I as I nudge her in that direction. “I don’t know…I’ve never…go ahead Nick, show me how.”

Inwardly I’m cursing because I wanted to see some lesbian action but outwardly I’m just fine with eating her. “Let’s do a bump and take this to the bedroom,” I reply and slide off the couch and walk on my knees over to that coffee table.

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I watched Julia exit the room and at that moment you could say that I was reeling from the powerful effects that she had so easily imposed on my will, or whatever was left of it. I took a long slow inhale and as I released my breath I began to contemplate my situation. I was about to put on Julia’s panties and I didn’t know how I felt about that. I held them in my hand and it occurred to me how utterly ridiculous I would look inside of them. Yet, the combination of the feel and the fragrance were intoxicating. Who was I kidding, I knew I was going to comply.

The second consideration was the anticipation of Julia’s change of clothing. My imagination was unleashed as I envisioned Julia’s beautiful feet encased in high heels, her gorgeous legs supported by black-seamed stockings leading to a short leather skirt, and some kind of leather corset or black bra supporting her beautiful breasts. Perhaps she would be wearing glossy red lipstick. Maybe her hair would be up. I took it a step further and imagined the clicking of her heels as she approached me. To say I could hardly stand the wait would be a gross understatement.

It was just about 5 minutes before Julia made her entrance back downstairs and into the room. As I looked up at Julia from my position on the floor I was at a loss to explain Julia’s new change of clothes. It’s like everything I imagined and anticipated was anything but the reality of the situation as Julia wore a button down long sleeve blouse, loose fitting charcoal gray business type slacks, almost man- like in appearance, plain brown loafer type shoes with dark dress socks, and to finish this absurd change of venue a sports type jacket, something similar to what a college prof might wear to class. I didn’t know what to think or say. I wondered if she had changed her mind about the evening’s activities.

I was sitting on my bottom, yes the bottom clad with Julia’s panties, with my legs crossed as Julia purposefully walked over to me with possibly the slightest of sneers on her face. “So, James, we really need to get you a larger size of panties, don’t we?” She let out a quick but brief laugh before resuming with, “Of course, we don’t really know yet if you’ll embrace this new role, do we?” I wondered exactly what the “new role” was going to be but I didn’t say anything. I’m sure my face accurately portrayed the confusion of the moment.

“OK, Jamie, get on your knees and face me when I sit down. Bring the footstool over for my feet.” I did so and Julia propped her right foot on the stool. As I looked at the black shoe that was anything but feminine I wondered where this was going to go. As it were I wouldn’t have to wait long to find out.

“Do you like my shoes, Jamie?

“Well, yeah, they’re pretty nice.”

“I’m wearing them for you. You know that, right? I mean you know this is all part of your exploratory education. Or, you could say, Julia 101.”

“Um, Julia, I don’t get it. Why these shoes?”

“Why not these shoes?”

With this Julia pointed to the right foot that was on the footstool. I knew what this meant and with a minimal level of anticipation I supplicated myself to her request and kissed this shoe. The moment was anything but sexy.

“Lick it.”

I began licking the shoe and as she turned it from side to side I would follow along. I repeated the same actions on her left shoe without much inner passion. However, I did do my best to act like I was enthusiastic about it because, well, it was still Julia. OK, well it was a little bit of a thrill but nothing like the other activities so far and maybe some of that was I just didn’t see the eroticism of this act. I tried to fight off the feeling of disappointment that started to emerge.

However, Julia was not deterred. She kept rotating her shoes while giving instructions. Side to side I alternated between kissing and licking. Finally, after 10 minutes or so of this exercise Julia had me stop.

“James, you really are doing a piss poor ardahan escort job of worshipping my shoes.” As I started to reply, Julia said, “Save your feeble excuses as I don’t want to hear them. I believe you need some encouragement James. What’s the point of humiliating yourself by wearing girl’s underwear if you can’t even pay homage to your goddess’s feet? Trouble multi-tasking? Yes, James they still are my feet. The ones you love. The ones you crave. Are you so blind as to not realize those same feet? Can you not see past the shoe to the foot?”

As I started to reply Julia held up her hand and spoke, “Lie on your back.” I retreated, rolled a little to the side, extended my legs and placed my back on the cool wooden floor. For what seemed like an eternity nothing happened. But, I knew whatever happened next was not going to be initiated by me.

“Beg me, James.”

“OK. Um, for what, Julia?

“For your lesson in encouragement. Remember?”

“Um, could I please have my lesson in encouragement, Julia?”

“What would be the appropriate lesson for insulting me and my shoes, James? Just how are you going to make it up? Think about your answer because you have only one chance to get this right.”

Oh, boy. “Well, Julia, I don’t really know what answer you are looking for but I think I do have one. It’s one that is, um, appropriate to the situation. At least, I think it’s appropriate. I think, I think you should walk on me with your shoes, Julia.”

“Why is that appropriate, James?”

“Because I showed disrespect?” She looked at me questioningly but with anticipation. More assertively, “because I showed disrespect to your shoes and you. I’m sorry, Julia.”

“How sorry?”

Softly I said, “I’m very sorry, Julia. Please forgive me.”

Julia then put one foot on my naked chest and smiled. “Now you get it, James. You said the right thing. Very good boy. You can be just so sweet sometimes.” Followed by the Julia smile. “You’re making progress slave james.”

I don’t recall being called a slave by Julia but it stirred something in me. Here I was naked, except for Julia’s panties, on my back, begging to be walked on with clunky dress shoes but here’s the interesting part. I no longer cared about the shoes or the outfit as it was Goddess Julia towering over me and I could think of no one anyplace more beautiful and sexy as this woman right now in this room.

“Please, Julia.”

“Please what, slave boy?”

“Please walk on me.”

“Walk on you with these clunky shoes? That would excite you? To be walked on in shoes like these?”

“It would. It would very much, Julia.”

And, I meant it. My heart was beating deeply and I could feel myself start to perspire ever so slightly. It was like a switch was turned on and for the life of me I didn’t see it coming. I went from pretending to be enjoying this ritual to actually craving in it in what, 5 minutes time? My penis started to stir and Julia had not even started what was certainly going to be a strange yet provoking experience. I mean being walked on was something I’d never even thought about before. How could such an act be stimulating to the point that I was beginning to become erect. I have read about CFNM type situations but I never quite got it or at least never conceived of it as being erotic.

Julia began to drag the sole of her shoe over my nipple while not uttering a word. She just watched me. From one nipple to the other back and forth and at times pressing down rather firmly to create a friction that was not altogether pleasurable, yet not so painful as to want it to stop. I swallowed hard and then realized I was fully erected. I think I let out a moan.

“So, you like your tits walked on do you, Jamie. You find it exciting for your Queen to drag her thick shoe on your tender breast, don’t you? Otherwise, your cock wouldn’t be so hard, would it? It’s a somewhat small cock but I think adıyaman escort it’s a cute one as small cocks go.”

Yikes, talk about a free fall through space and time. I can remember times of intense love making with women that were not as stimulating as Julia and her light foreplay. That voice, those eyes, geez, she owned me. My cock was now sticking way out of Julia’s panties as if it were trying for an escape.

“Jamie, your small cock looks like it could use some attention, don’t you think? Actually, it looks like it’s trying to become big.” Followed by the patented Julia short giggle. At this point she dragged her foot down my body and over my stomach and paused just before she reached my cock. She then positioned herself with both legs on each of my sides and while facing me, smiled the smile of someone who is in complete control and knows it, and then lifted up that same foot and placed it one inch above my throbbing cock. She gave it just the briefest of playful kicks. Of course, my cock retreated just a bit but quickly resumed the same position if not straining to be even a bit larger, if that was possible. Another short playful kick followed by the giggle.

Julia then lowered her shoe and with her heel covering the top of my balls with the rest of the shoe extending to the tip of my cock she slowly, but firmly, pressed down and held. As I was craving some Julia contact even the touch of her shoe felt erotic. She held it there for 10 seconds and just when I thought she was going to lift up she began to slowly, ever so slowly, rub from side to side like she was extinguishing a smoldering cigarette butt.

“Admit it James, you’re right where you belong aren’t you? Right under the sole of my shoe and you find this very exciting, don’t you? More fun than being on a traditional date, don’t you think?”

Geez did she know I had another date for tonight. No way, of course, yet she had demonstrated this uncanny sense of what I was thinking several times before as if she had a window into my minds eye.

Julia continued to play, as there could be no other word for it, with my cock for several minutes alternating between the playful kicks and more forceful presses to the point that I realized that I was getting close to an ejaculation.

“Please, Julia.”

“Please what slave boy?”

“I’m afraid I might come, Julia.”

“Not yet, slave boy, as you have one more act to perform before you even think about your pleasure. You’re not here for your pleasure, you know? James? James, answer me?”

Obediently, I replied, “I’m here for your pleasure Julia. Just tell me what to do.”

Julia removed her foot from my cock and placed her legs on the sides of my hips once, again. She stared down at me and smiled. Yes, it was the evil grin but the truth was I liked that evil grin. I realized that it turned me on because it meant Julia was turned on.

Julia crouched down while bringing her bottom over my chest and with her knees off the ground but close to the sides of my head she gazed down upon me. She kept one hand on the chair next to us for balance.

“Here comes the best part, Jamie. Here comes your next Julia fetish. Do you think you’re ready for something new? Can you see it coming?”

Unlike the shoe ritual I couldn’t see it coming and really had no idea what was going to happen next. In retrospect, if I had connected all of the dots I might have known what was in store but when you’re in the frenzied state I was in it all happens so fast you have little time to think.

I looked up with the proverbial “deer in the headlights” glaze and shook my head. What I did know was that whatever it was I wanted it. Julia had me in such a state that she could have done anything and I would have embraced it.

“It’s coming, James, but first one of your familiar Julia fetish’s is about to happen because we want to make sure you’re in the right mood, don’t karabük escort we? We want you so excited that it’s hard for Jamie to think straight.” She licked her lips.

Julia quickly and expertly peeled off the shoes, the socks, and flung them to the side. She stood straight up and the placed her right, then her left foot on my chest and I now had the full weight of my goddess pressing into my very being and I knew at that moment that I both welcomed it and craved it. Julia lifted her exquisite right foot and held it an inch or so above my face. As she rotated it ever so slightly my anticipation was growing at an exponential rate. After all, it’s a perfect foot.

“Please, Julia, can I kiss it?”

“Are you worthy foot slave?” Smiling, “I don’t think quite yet. Lick the bottom. Clean it. Clean it up so it’s nice and fresh. Fresh and sweet like the rest of me, Jamie.”

As directed, I licked and cleaned the right foot. Then the left. Next Julia put her toes to my lips and slowly edged them into my mouth. Slowly, but deeply. It wasn’t long before I could hardly move my tongue as her foot kept penetrating even deeper into my already consumed mouth. Yet, it was nothing short of bliss. To have the foot of my queen all to myself, well, I did wonder if I was worthy. I closed my eyes and drifted to that place where there are no distractions and just pure pleasure. Just when I was reaching the peak of my contentment Julia withdrew her foot and now stood atop me again. I struggled to catch my breath as her weight was shifting and causing me to adjust in my support of her full body weight.

Julia knelt down with her knees to the side of my head and smiled. “Did you like the licking, James? Did it turn you on to lick the bottoms of my feet?” After I nodded, Julia said, “Do you want to continue to lick? Lick something else?”

Wow, I couldn’t believe it but with Julia’s body positioning she could only mean one thing as she had to be referring to her pussy. Yet, I somehow couldn’t believe I could be that lucky. On the other hand, I’d been fortunate enough to enjoy other parts of Julia, so why not? Given this chance I’d do my best to give Julia the oral pleasure she deserved. If I performed well enough it could evolve into a regular activity. I can’t describe how utterly exciting this prospect was for me.

“Unzip me slave and prepare to give me oral pleasure.”

My god, it was true. I was about to embark on an incredible foray into pleasuring this Goddess and the time was now. Never mind the manly outfit that so preoccupied me earlier I was past all of this and the excitement was at a peak. I undid the top button. Next, I reached for the zipper and unzipped. But, at that moment I noticed something very strange. For as I undid the zipper I felt something hard shaped underneath. Almost like an object. I stopped and looked up at Julia not quite sure of myself anymore.

“Why Jamie, you’ve paused in your assignment. No point in slowing down what’s about to happen unless this is your way of savoring this new fetish.” With this she laughed a deep throaty laugh. Whatever I thought seconds ago I now knew was only a figment of a fantasy as I was pretty certain about what was going to happen next.

With the element of surprise half way exposed Julia rose to her feet. She stepped away from me and turned 180 degrees and slowly removed her pants leaving her with the shirt and coat as her only apparel. Off came the coat. The shirt remained and it draped over her buttocks. Julia then turned around and what I suspected, no what I feared, did indeed turn out to be true.

“Do you like it Jamie? Does it excite you? Don’t answer me with your voice. Let’s look at your cock. Well, it isn’t exactly soft, you know.” She laughed, again. She was right not only was I erected but I could sense I was growing. “Jamie, my, my, you’re so excited, aren’t you?”

She directed me to my knees. “Take a good look my slave. Remember how it looks and feels. Now, open your mouth. That’s it….wider…good boy. Take it all the way. Hmm, slut boy, you’ve answered my question quite nicely and without knowing it.” Another Julia laugh. “Because if your cock is any indication feminizing you before you swallowed my cock was a very good idea.”

With Julia’s dildo at the back of my throat all I could do was consensually nod.

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It was a rainy fall night. The water wasn’t coming down to hard but it was freezing at night compared to the warm days of the month. The rain slacker he had worn was hardly keeping the cutting cold air off his skin while he rode through the night. The windows on his truck were permanently open, that tends to happen when someone steals them out of your dorms to use with an art project. Then again, his sister was a crazy person. The wind rushed in pulling the rain with it. He had to find a place to stay warm. A grown in his stomach helped guide him to his destination.

A cute little dive called “The East Corner” shown on the dark highway ahead. Even from here it looked like a cozy all night dinner although there wasn’t a single car in the customer parking lot and only one sticking out from employee section. Still, a warm place with nice food was an attractive proposition. He turned the truck off the highway and into a parking space just by the front door. He pulled his color up over his neck and rushed from his truck as soon and he could lock and slam the door shut behind him. As he ran to the front door he came to a sudden surprise as he tried to pull the door open and it held shut. He pulled again and all he found was that he wasn’t getting in and was getting more and more soaked.

He panicked for a second not sure if he should knock or if he should just return to the truck and maybe find another place to settle down for an hour or two before he spotted someone inside. Through the rain soaked door he couldn’t see her all too well; a large figure wearing a blue uniform, but that was all. He knocked a few times before she turned toward the door and started walking toward it. A click later and the door was being pushed outward towards him. He took a step back before he turned and took a good look at the woman who answered the door.

She was a beautiful full formed gal, with lush tanned skin and long hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her figure was large, quite round under her blue uniform shirt and down to lower calf skirt. Her smile was nice and wide, although her eyes had a sense of being apologetic in them. For a big girl out in the middle of nowhere, she was quite gorgeous.

“Oh my, sorry dreary! Debora must have locked it on her way out and you’re the first customer since she went off shift,” She said in a slightly deep female voice as she lead me inside. The place inside was just as nice outside. Lots of booths lined the side wall and a few round tables sat just off the bar. I took a seat at the counter however. No one else here so might as well sit near the T.V.

“That’s alright,” I said, sliding onto the stool as the waitress went behind the counter. “I’m no witch so I won’t melt with the water.”

She giggled for a bit before handing me a menu.

“So dear, what can I get you to drink?”

I glanced on the back of the quickly photocopied menu and picked a hot fresh tea. She quickly brought me a steaming cup of water and a tea bag.

“I’ll be right back Hun. Gotta go see if George got the stove on. See if he can get your grub fast. Meanwhile, you take the time to spot what you’d like alright?”

“Sure thing, I will be hear.” She winked and then headed to the back of the building. While she was off I did as she suggested, looking through some appealing food items such as a fresh omelets or hamburger while ignoring some fresh things that made me grown such as cold foods such as sandwiches. By the time she came back I voted on a fresh double chicken burger with some fresh fries, a meal affectionately called the “Big Bird”.

“Alrighty there sweetie, George is all ah ready to get’cha what you need. So, what’ll you have?” She had a big sweet grin on as she came out. She looked very beautiful on this cold night and her smile looked very inviting. “Honey? You alright? Have I got something on my face?”

I caught myself then, guess I must have been staring for a moment.

“Oh yeah, I’ll have the big bird, no tomatoes though thanks.”

“Sure thing,” she said, “Fries or chips? I’d recommend the fries myself, but I’m biased as I cut the current batch myself.”

“Fries then.”

She jotted down my request then huge it on the dial behind the counter and it was pulled back to the kitchen.

“Alright sweet. So what are you doing on our lonely stretch of road at this time of night? That pick-up doesn’t look like a trucker hauler so I’m guessing you’re not one of them.”

“Nah, just traveling the highways before heading off to a new job out in Maine.”

“Oh really? Maine? That’s a bit far away. Why by truck?”

“Ah that’s just the truck I need for the job. Don’t want to buy a brand new one. Can’t afford that.”

She smiled at that, “Yeah, I hear you on that. This business isn’t well paying either. So what are you heading out there to do?”

The night worked on as the half hour of waiting for my food ticked by. I found her name was Susie, and she was a local girl who had worked here at “The East Corner” for about five years since she was 25. She’d had two kids too, but lost gümüşhane escort one at birth and the other lived with her ex way out in Florida. In all she was a sweet gal. I told her a bit about myself as well. As I was heading from Arizona to Maine to start new work in construction for my brother out there, and about how driving so far has been a lot of fun, save of course the recent stormy night.

By the time my food came, the place had filled a bit more, and Susie had to take care of a few more customers but eventually things settled down and Susie returned to me. Guess I was more interesting than her regulars.

“So what are you doing later?”

“Pardon?” I asked.

“You know, what are you doing after you head out of here? You’ve been driving all night and that windowless truck isn’t going to let you drive much more today. The Television just said that the storm was gonna get worse.”

I thought for a few. “Well, damn. That’s going to put me back a day. Well, any good motels or hotels around here?”

She nodded.

“Sure thing Hun. Heck I’ll even point it out to you if you’d like. Gonna get off my shift in about five and if you don’t mind could use a ride.”

“Nah nah, I don’t mind. Although you’ll have to deal with a wet seat.”

“Heh, that’s okay Hun. Your truck seat will just have to deal with a greasy butt. After all, this is a diner.” She turned her waist slightly pulling her rear end a bit forward and giving it a good slap. It was a nice large booty and jiggled a bit under the skirt. It did have some nasty grease over the skirt but it was nothing worse than what had been placed on the seat before.

“Okay, well let me go take care of the bill and then clear off that seat for you.”

“Sure dear. Let me get that check for you.”

She returned with the check and I dropped a few bills before heading out to the truck. The seats where soaking wet and so were the bag I had placed on the right seat. I grabbed it and tossed it behind the seats and pulled a towel from the floor bed. It was already a bit damp but enough to dry the seat slightly. By the time I was done and had climbed in to key the engine, I heard someone reach into and unlock the right door and as I turned I spotted Susie climbing in. She was a little cramped in the truck but she found some comfort.

“Well, we heading to the motel first or do I drop you off and you’ll give me the directions?”

“Well, the two places are right next to each other, so it’s not a problem. Take a right up here.”

It took us a few minutes to head to the place until we were finally on the road with her place and the motel on it, only I didn’t see a motel.

“So where’s the place? Is it behind those trees there? Oh is that your place there?”

“Yeah that’s my place, pull on in.”

“Okay.”

As I pulled into her drive way and she climbed out the truck, I was getting a bit confused as she hadn’t mentioned where the motel was. Already the skies had turned from a pitch black to a slightly illuminated purple, indicating the sun was coming up. I called to her as she stepped out and she pressed herself against the side of the truck with the pouring rain coming down around her matted her hair to the sides of her head. Her uniform was now a deep purple with being soaked from the rain coming in from the drive and it was a little easier imagining the edges of her hefty breasts as she pressed them against the side of the door.

“Yeah Hun?”

“Uh, where’s the motel?” I asked confused.

She giggled at this and replied, “Don’t be silly sweetie. I’m not gonna let someone as kind as you is pay for a motel room. Come on in.” With that she slide off the side the vehicle and walked toward the door. I was a bit shocked by the turn of events but I thought sleeping on a couch in a stranger’s house might be better than forking over a couple of dollars at a motel for a half rated room. I pulled the key out of the ignition and headed to her front door after her.

Her place was a little small compared to how it looked on the outside. The front door lead straight into the kitchen dining room which was over stuffed with old boxes full of who knows what and afterwards was the living room which was small with the dresser, TV stand, and sofa cramping the space. Afterwards I saw the slightly illuminated tiles of a bathroom afterwards. I noticed however, there was no bedroom, just another door that I could spot a washing machine through.

“You need a towel Eric?” She called from the bathroom.

“Sure,” I said. I guess it would be nice for me to dry off a bit before sitting down. She came back out the bathroom while rubbing her hair dry with one towel and holding another one out for me to take. I followed suit with her in drying my hair blinding myself for a minute. As I pulled the towel away from my eyes I noticed something rather interesting catch my eye. Susie had finished drying her hair and was in the process of pulling off the top of her uniform. As the wet cloth peeled hatay escort off the skin, the shirt pulled the soaked sports bra she wore with it, her two breasts plopped out and jumped up and down before me. She had a nice round belly and her two nice melons fit perfectly over her cute pierced belly button. I stared shocked as she continued to not care at me watching her as she kicked off her work shoes then took hold of her skirt and unzipped the back of it. Her legs were plump and full but I could still make out the green underwear she wore over her nice pale skin. As she turned away from me and walked into the room with the washer, I received a good view of her ass as the panties were pulled into her ass crack. While she walked she pulled the panties out of her soft ass crack.

I kind of shock my head a bit as I heard the water from the washing machine kick on. I started to dry my face again before I heard her come back in.

“So? You gonna rip off those cloths so I can toss them in the wash or you gonna sit around soaking wet?”

I looked up at her. She had pulled on a white cotton robe over herself. She looked nice with her hair matted down and the great cleavage she was showing. I didn’t notice she had the type of breasts that shoved against one another and wearing that robe really exposed that fact.

“Oh uh yeah sure.” I pulled off my shirt. I wasn’t exactly well built myself. I had slight man boobs and large love handles but it didn’t matter much to me. I handed her the shirt in her exposed hand and she waited patiently for me to hand more. “Uh, I kind of don’t have any boxers on.”

“That’s okay Sweet. Just here,” She said as she handed me a large old beach towel. I unbuckled my belt and dropped the pants quickly as I wrapped a towel around my crotch. It wasn’t that I had anything to hide I just didn’t always feel like exposing myself. Not that my 6″ was a problem, although some have said my bag is rather large. I handed her the jeans and the socks that followed. She took them and threw them in the wash and closed the lid behind her. When she came back in, she tossed the pillows off the couch and then pulled out a folding bed from in it. She then climbed onto the bed and pulled the pillows back on then grabbed a set of covers from behind the couch’s bed board.

“So, where do I sleep?” I asked.

She giggled, “Don’t be silly and get in here with me.” She clicked on the TV and I shrugged to myself as I tightened the tuck-in on the towel before climbing in next to her.

We sat and watched some morning kid’s show but it wasn’t before long before I felt a hand slide down the covers next to my side. Soon, I felt a slight weight on my leg over the towel. In a moment the hand slipped into the towel and around my balls which had already swelled slightly from seeing her breasts and ass earlier. Her hand was soft, yet firm as she put a slight pressure in her grip as she massaged my testicles. Eventually her hands slipped away from my enlarged sac and around the base of my shaft. She moved slowly up and down the beam, but avoiding the head. Her hands moved with the sounds from the T.V., dancing with every word and song that came on. It was enough to excite me but not enough to climb to orgasm.

As the minutes passed in silence, I felt the weight of the bed shift as she moved from her resting position and pulled away the towel around my waist. Soon I found both her hands at my crotch; one wrapped around my shaft the other massaging my balls. Then the weight shifted again and I felt hair around the skin of my dick and then the warm breath on my head. The tongue that slipped down my urethral slit knew its work and danced around the head both across and at the base of it. Soon I found myself deep in her mouth, her lips touching the base of my shaft and my cock feeling the pressure of the back of her throat. As her mouth moved up and down my member I hardly noticed the fingernail slide down my chode until it poked my anus. The finger slipped in a little as she played with my prostate with the edge of her fingernails, teasing me enough to bring me to climax. I wasn’t sure how much I produced as I was a chronic masturbator these days, but however amount I did she swallowed as she had swallowed the head of my dick. She sucked for a bit more while massaging my balls working her tongue up repeatly from the base of my cock to the end of my urethra getting as much semen as she could from me. As she pulled herself off me I got a good look at her grinning face as a thread of semen still clinged between her lips and the head of my penis. She dapped it with her finger and slowly licked her finger greedily as she smiled at me.

“Feeling better?” She asked as she shifted her weight back up to lying next to me. As she did so, she untied her robe. Either the robe had shrunk or, more than likely her breasts had become larger because she was aroused because as soon as she had untied it and laid down on her side, the left breast plopped right out. Her nipple was huge, standing an inch and ısparta escort a half off her body with an aurora of about four inches. While she lay down, she leaned her head down and took a bite around her nipple, pulling the enlarged breast along with her. I watched her with excited eyes as she licked her breast before my eyes started down her body a bit. The right side of the robe hide most of her body but her large hips pulled it up a bit at her waist and it was easy to get a good view of her red haired bush. It was a thick mess of hair and I couldn’t see anything beneath it, but I imagined soon I would.

“Much better actually. Enough to share the love.” I slide my left hand over her belly and under her robe to her back as I slipped my right over her exposed breast. I pulled her towards me with my left hand until her belly was pressed against mine and I could feel the edges of her pubs push against my enlarging head. I took hold of her right nipple between my fingers and pinched it between my fingers. I then moved my lips around her neck and bit into it slightly. Her skin tasted of rain water and sweat. As she moaned from the pleasurable pain, I used my left hand to pull her robe back. I couldn’t see what I was doing but I soon found hold of her ass. I rubbed the check gently while continuing to nibble her neck and begun to rub her left breast with my hand. As I did this I then pulled my hand to her bush and begun to rub it around until I found the top of her clitoris bulb. She started to moan as I pressed her button. Stopping my massage for a minute, I took hold of my cock and begun to massage the end of my head onto her clit, using the moisture and pressure from my hardened dick to excite her more. She was becoming more and more excited but somehow I knew her orgasm was far off. I began to nibble on her right nipple while pulling more and more violently on the left. I resumed massaging her clit with just my fingers for a few more minutes and again her excitement rose but not enough.

Soon after I found myself bored of this position and I then moved myself to an upright position. I took hold of her legs and pulled them up to my shoulder, with one knee on either side of my neck resting on the bottom of my shoulder blades. I pushed back the damp bush of hair over her crotch exposing her plump and inflated pussy lips. She had some slight brush burns here but I dared go where other had gone before. She had no smell save the smell of sweat from her legs and layers and when I begun to lick around her pussy lips I found she hate little to no taste. I used my right hand to continue to dance around her clit while using my tongue to slip further and further inside her lower lips. Her pussy tried to grab my slick tongue as hard as it could as I tried to reach deeper and deeper into her. It was a bit too hard with her thigh being so large, so I did the next best thing and slide a finger into the top of her shaft. It took me a minute but I soon found her spot and she started to moan louder and faster and louder and faster until she screamed in orgasm.

Her juices flowed freely as I tried to drink her up with my tongue. She took a minute or two to dry somewhat and before she fully did, she took hold of my hair and pulled me out from under her. Soon I found myself lying on top of her with my arms wrapped around her grabbing hold of two flabs on her back and kissing her neck deeply. She avoided it every time I tried to kiss her lips but she seemed to enjoy kissing each other’s neck and chest. Soon I found myself having my dick jerked off again, allowing it to become nearly completely hard. In exchange I started to massage her pussy again and soon she was comfortable enough to take my dick and slid it inside her. Soon I found myself on my knees with her legs loosely wrapped around my waist. I began to thrust into her as she began to grind my cock inside her. She was easy to stay inside of and the only reason I slipped my hand down was to begin playing with her clit as I fucked her. We begun to move faster and faster until she suddenly slowed down extremely fast.

“Some… thing… wrong?” I asked as I was reaching my halfway point.

“Not inside… there… Let me flip… Over.” She then unlocked her grip on my waist with her legs and slide off my dick. My member felt cold without the warm embrace of her twat. I masturbated for a moment as she flipped herself over, sticking her ass in the air at me. “I don’t want to risk another kid. But you need a hole to plug, so,” she then got up on her knees and pulled her ass checks apart. Her anus looked open and welcoming over her juicy pussy lips below. “Take a shot in there. I don’t mind too…” Before she could finish those words I poked my cock head into her ass. It wasn’t too tight of a fit at first but then she clutched slightly. She eased off a bit as I slipped in more and more, expanding her asshole. When it felt comfortable enough and I was sure she was, I began to push and pull, regaining the momentum I had before she expressed her no pussy cumming wishes. Deep sounds of squishing came from her rear as the juices from her pussy that had enveloped my penis now allowed me to move back and forth in her ass. Obviously Susie loved ass sex because soon before I had even picked up plenty of speed, she orgasmed, dripping a bit down her legs. “Finish… it” She screamed as she orgasmed. I pushed harder and faster until I reached my own orgasm and unloaded inside her.

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Before we go on I need to fill in some gaps in my commentary:

Cynthia’s employer picked up the tab for her doctorate in business administration with a focus on forensic accounting. It was with amazement that the CFO and CEO along with Cynthia kept their extracurricular activities private. So much so that George’s son Michael didn’t know about his father’s activity with Cynthia that they classified as a medical procedure for the wellbeing of all parties. It was a weekly event.

Although Cynthia could put Dr. in front of her name after she graduated with a four-point-zero from college. She preferred MRS. as a prefix to her name. Not even Josh, or most people were privy to her accomplishments, and this worked in Cynthia’s favor in most cases.

Both of her parents died suddenly within months of each other. They were both in their sixties. They weren’t sick and it was a shock to Cynthia. She was lucky for her friends at NEMM they helped her through another of life’s realities.

Now to continue:

It was after eleven PM by the time the couple finished with their first sex-cer-size. Cynthia laid on her back naked. Josh knelt between her spread legs and worshipped the mature woman’s body. He marveled at her beautiful breasts with the dark red areola’s as he massaged the globe’s and paid particular attention to her nipples. He was overwhelmed by the feel of her, moist box, the beauty of her engorged vaginal lips, the warm, moist, silky smooth entrance to heaven. (her pussy)

“Oh-oh Josh that feels wonderfullll.” Cynthia moaned.

He was so intrigued by the feel of the mature woman’s body, and the scent of her sex. The Timid young man didn’t want to spoil their night, so after an hour of worship he laid down next to Cynthia. She put her head on his shoulder after she kissed him on the cheek. Cynthia held his pecker in her hand, she felt safe in his arms and fell asleep.

Josh loved the feel of her warm body next to him. It has been a long time that he felt loved. He fell asleep happy.

Cynthia had an aberration that the man in her bed with her was Bryan. He directed her. “Cindy, I want you to move on. I am here to watch over you, but you need to have someone to love.”

“Why did you wait for over ten years to contact me!” She asked upset, and then continued. “I don’t know if I can Bryan.”

“I tried to contact you, but you were so filled with grief I couldn’t get through to you.” The spirit explained and continued. “When Josh found you. Cindy, you became more receptive for me to contact you. Help him, while you keep an eye out for my doppelganger. I will help you with your search. Keep an opened mind. Make sure Josh knows you are going to teach him about women, but he has to find someone his age to love.”

“Okay Bryan thank you. I love you.”

Josh woke up confused! “You’re talking in your sleep Cindy and I heard someone talk to you also.” Josh said, confused as he rolled over onto Cynthia and gave her his version of a French kiss.

“Boy, I guess I have my work cut out for me with Josh.” She smirked as they broke the kiss.

Cynthia rolled on top of Josh, she sat on his midsection his pecker was trapped against her moist lady lips. She slid back and forth on his cock as she explained. “We need to set ground rules my dear young man. I’m going to teach you about women. You will be allowed to ask out any woman that you want. I want to be your mother image, with benefits of course for the time being. I’m not your girlfriend I want you to think of me as your life coach. It will take you time to understand, but you will see that I am right.”

Josh figured that he could win Cynthia over to be his girlfriend, so instead of a fight he agreed. “Okay Cindy, we will do it your way for the time being.” Josh said as his pecker arose from the stimulation, he received nestled between Cindy’s moist lady lips as she conversed with him.

Cynthia arose positioned his hard member between the lips of her pussy and sat down. “Oh-oh Yes!!” She moaned as his pecker slipped into her intimate, moist, warm, sheath.

“My Gaddd that feellllllllsssss gooooddddddddd.” Josh moaned as Cynthia seated his pecker balls deep in her pussy. She didn’t move, Cynthia needed to take in the pleasure of the first cock in her pussy in over ten years. Cynthia had forgotten how good if felt to fill her vagina with man meat.

Cynthia started to move up and down slowly on his rod, she didn’t want Josh to blow his load too soon. “I want him to remember this pleasure, so I will go slowly.” She thought in joy.

“Cindy, I never thought this would feel so good.” Josh stated hoarsely with love in his eyes as she slowly rode his member. She used her Kegel muscles to massage’ his pecker as she fucked him. “You’re so tight.”

When Cindy felt Josh was ready to cum, she squeezed his pecker with her Kegel muscles and that cooled him down for a little while. Finally: “I’m cumming!” She screamed.

“I’m cumming!” Josh announced a few seconds muğla escort later.

Cynthia laid on top of Josh still connected and gave him a French kiss. He could feel her naked body on his. He started to get hard again to the enjoyment of his sex partner. Cynthia flexed her Kegel muscles and this helped Josh’s pecker to stand at attention for round two of the Cindy and Josh sex-a-thon. She wrapped her legs around her lover and rolled so that the couple was in the missionary position. Cynthia wanted Josh to do his exercise. ‘His push-ups.’ The next fifteen minutes was a pleasure for both, they worked together to time their orgasms.

Cynthia screamed her orgasm it felt so good. “YYYYEEEEESSSS! I needed that!”

“OHOHOH, CCCIIINNDDDYYY that’s great.” Josh moaned.

“Time for a shower Josh.” Cindy said after they recovered from their wonderful orgasm, she jumped out of bed and to the shower in the mother-in-law suite. “Good thing my parents had the forethought for a large handicap shower.” She thought with glee.

It was like old times for Cindy and a new adventure for Josh as both showered. They cleaned each other. Cindy and Josh dried each other. Josh put on slacks and a tee. Cindy went to her room and put on a button front shirt that went to her knees. It was Bryan’s. She went to the kitchen to cook breakfast. Josh came in, I will cook for you on one condition. I want you naked. Josh’s timidness has left him in regard to Cindy. He took control of the situation and told her what he wanted.

“Okay, boss.” Cindy said and stripped off the shirt. She sat on a stool with her lady lips exposed for Josh’s viewing pleasure. “I think Josh is losing his timidness.” She thought with a smile.

The couple spent both weekend days in bed as they played hide the salami. When they weren’t in bed Josh donned shirt and slacks, but he wanted Cindy nude. He examined the lovely older woman many times while they waited for Josh’s pecker to recuperate from the intimate push-ups.

They walked in on Monday morning and went to their office. About eleven Josh was called into the CEO’s office. He brought the signed contract with him.

Josh went down the hall and was ushered into the boss’s office by the receptionist. “Hi Josh, have you decided?”

“Yes, I talked to Cynthia, and she explained to me that this will be the best place to work and gain experience.”

“How did she do that Josh.” The CEO smirked.

“You know she knew my mother and she talked to me like I suppose my mother would have and convinced me to stay.”

“Did she let you see her naked?” The pervert came out in the CEO.

“Of course not, Mike. She explained to me that I will find a woman my age to date.” Josh said in mock anger.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you Josh.” Mike said with contrition. “Josh has changed he is more assertive. Cynthia is doing a great job to groom Josh for his place in the corporate world.” The CEO thought.

“She’s the only one that took an interest in my wellbeing since my mother died. She talked to me like a mother would have, over the weekend. Here’s the contract signed Mike.” Josh said and handed it to the CEO.

The CEO saw Cynthia in the corridor on the way to the break room a while later. It looked like she was rode hard and put away wet. In other words, she fucked all weekend long. “Cynthia you look sore today did you go horseback riding over the weekend?” Mike asked with a chuckle.

“No, Just did too much housework over the weekend. Josh helped me re-arrange the mother-in-law suite. Seeing he is staying he wanted to move furniture around and I helped him.” She lied.

She went back to the office, slammed the door. “What did you tell Mike?”

“Nothing Cindy.” He then explained to her what the CEO said and his response.

“Okay, sorry I guess he was just fishing. I am sore but a good sore Josh. Mike must have noticed.” She told Josh her cover story.

The couple was very careful to keep their sexual activity secret for the next few months. That was until Cynthia received a call from Dr. Emerson. “Cindy, I haven’t seen you in quite a while, can you come over to meet with me? I have some questions that I need answered.”

“Sure, Doc when are you available?”

“Tomorrow after five-thirty, if you can make it?”

She looked at her calendar. “Yes, that would work, and I will bring my protégé with me, so you can meet him.”

As promised at five-thirty both Cynthia and Josh were at the college to meet with the good doctor. She went through the empty reception and to the doctors office. “Hi Doc, how have you been?”

“Great and who is that with you my dear.”

She introduced Josh and explained his life story to the doctor. Josh looked at the doctor and was disturbed the way he looked at Cynthia. Josh wondered what their relationship was. The doctor gave Cynthia a list of questions the administration asked. Between Cynthia and Josh, they had all the questions answered in a half hour.

While they worked on the answers the doctor looked up Cynthia’s medical charts. “Cindy you will need to have a physical ordu escort to renew your birth control pills. They sent me a notice for your renewal.”

“While I’m here, do you have time to give me an exam tonight?”

“Sure, Josh could wait here, and we can go to exam room six.”

Cynthia looked at Josh and saw he was pissed, she smiled at young man.

“Doc, you still have the same rules in this area about being naked in the halls?”

“Why yes, but you have this young man with us.”

“Doc, I took him under my wing, so I would like to have him be my chaperone while you examine me.”

“Okay Cynthia, it’s up to you, we can go to exam room six.”

To the doctor’s and Josh’s surprise, Cynthia stripped nude in the office, and the three leisurely walked to the furthest exam room. The nude woman cheerfully greeted anyone she met in the corridor.

The doctor looked at Josh suspiciously. “The young man was surprised that Cynthia stripped nude, but Josh looked like he had prior knowledge of the naked woman’s body.” The doctor thought suspiciously.

The group walked into exam room six and Cynthia mounted the exam table without any direction, she put her feet in the stirrups and said. “Doc, can you explain the well woman exam to Josh as you perform it on me. I would also like you to show Josh how to perform a sexual stimulation test on a woman.”

“Would It be okay with you if I have Josh actually perform the exam on you after I examine you?”

“Yes, doc that would be great if you show my protégée how to perform the exams. He’s very intelligent and likes to learn.”

“I bet he does!” The doctor thought as he performed the internal on Cynthia and then directed her assistant. “Josh, I want you to perform the exam on Cynthia that you just witnessed.”

Josh had a smile of excited delight on his face as he sat on, the stool with wheels, between Cindy’s legs, he put two fingers in her pussy as far as he could and with the doctor’s assistance pushed down on her stomach on the place he was shown. “I can feel something.” He stated elated.

“Then you found Cynthia’s ovaries. Very good Josh.”

The doctor and Josh performed a complete exam on Cynthia to her great delight. She loves to be the center of attention and has missed this. “I will need to find ways to expose my body, that will be accidental. She thought as the two men probed her body.

“Okay, Cynthia I will send the script to the Pharmacy it’s good for a year.” The doctor said as he started for the door.

“Doc, you’re forgetting something.”

“Oh yes, right, the sexual stimulation test. You want me to show him, so you won’t have to come to me for relief.” The doctor ribbed the naked woman.

“No comment!” Cynthia blushed.

The doctor performed the exam almost to her orgasm and stopped. “I want you to take over Josh.” The Doctor said as he got off the stool.

Cynthia moaned her disapproval.

Josh took his place: He took two fingers as instructed and found her clit, Rubbed the little bud as he ‘finger fucked’ her with three fingers from his other hand. She blasted off into orgasm within two minutes of Josh’s ministration of her pussy. “Ah-Ah IIII nneeeeddeedd ttthhhaaattt!” The nude woman screamed. After she caught her breath she said. “Thank you doc and Josh.” As she looked at the young man lovingly.

Cynthia was on her way back to the doctor’s office, with the two men, at a leisurely pace, when another doctor with a naked woman by his side stopped in the corridor to chat. “Doctor Emerson I want you to meet Mrs. Ashley Graham.” She was a woman in her forties, with red hair, a full bush, and breasts with large nipples, she was five foot three tall. Her breast looked large on her body with a slight sag that added to her allure. She had a red hue of embarrassment about her as he introduced her. “She has agreed to become one of our medical models. I am interviewing her today to see if she will be able to adjust to the nudity needed to become a medical model” Doctor Benson an older version of Doctor Emerson and his mentor said.

“Nice to meet you Mrs. Graham, this is Cynthia Owens a ‘sometimes’ model of mine with her assistant Josh.”

Cynthia and Ashley started to converse and decided to get together as Cynthia has been a medical model and Ashley just was in a interview to be a medical model. Cynthia helped Ashley with her support. “Ashley you are helping the doctors become more proficient by being a medical model. They need instruction by women so they know how to treat us.” Cynthia explained.

The group bid good-bye and proceeded on their way. Cynthia dressed; the couple left for home.

“Cindy, you have been a medical model?” Josh asked intrigued.

“Yes, when the doctor needed me. It was a way to stay true to Bryan and quell my sexual need.”

It was a Monday morning eight months later when Mike called Cynthia into his office. “Remember the deal I brokered with the Prince of Dubai, and you put together the portfolio of investments for the two billion dollars they gave me to invest. You spent a lot of time on facetime osmaniye escort to make him happy.”

“Yes, he liked to be called MRJ, he was hard to get along with and a male chauvinist pig.”

“Well as you know Cynthia his investments has almost doubled in a little over three years. He wants to invest more with us and wants you to go there to meet with him.”

“Mike, you’re going to spring for the tickets to go to Dubai?”

“No, Cynthia he is sending his jet here to pick you and Josh up. It will be in two weeks that you leave, so concentrate on his portfolio and have Josh help you.”

Cynthia and Josh were excited to go to Dubai. It was a flurry of activity to get ready to leave. They packed and a limo picked them up to bring them to the Airport. They were treated like royalty and went through a minimal private screening to get on the Seven-Fifty-Seven. It was a luxurious living room they stepped into when they entered the plane cabin. The hostess took their carry-ons, and the Limo driver stowed their bags. Within fifteen minutes they were on the taxiway to get in line for departure. They left at eight AM on Monday and will be in Dubai at five PM.

The plane’s amenities, included a kitchen, seats that converted to beds, big flat screen TV, and a full bath and shower for the fourteen-plus hour flight to Dubai. “Just let me know if there is anything you need during the flight.” The dark-skinned supermodel type Air Hostess named Sarah explained.

Cynthia could see that Josh was smitten by the Air Hostess beauty and attractive outfit. Josh started a conversation with the young lady. Cynthia took pride to see the young man in a conversation with the beautiful Hostess, he did so without embarrassment and carried on an intelligent conversation with the woman. “I helped him lose his shyness.” She thought proudly.

Both the passengers slept for six hours, after they were served breakfast, while they cruised at thirty-eight thousand feet. Cynthia and Josh took advantage of the shower before they landed, it was a dream for both, the first time for Josh to fly overseas and the second for Cynthia. They landed in Dubai relaxed, to meet with Prince MRJ.

When they arrived, a black SUV was there with two men to pick them up. Their luggage was put in the back of the vehicle and they were whisked to a five star hotel for the night. They were met at the hotel lobby by a dusky complected young beauty with black hair, her white dress though modest and well below her knees, added to her allure. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Owens, and Mr. Hyser, I will be at your service, anything you need contact me. My name is Maryam Habib here is my card with my cell phone number.” The card read ‘accountant’.

The entourage didn’t go to the check in deck but were escorted to a two bedroom suite that overlooked the city on the twentieth floor. The luggage was put in the suite by one of the attendants. The last time Cynthia was in this luxurious surroundings was with her husband Bryan the last time she saw him alive. She started to cry!

“What’s the matter Mrs. Owens?” Maryam asked confused as to the woman’s reaction to her surroundings.

“Maryam my husband was KIA and the last time I saw him was in a hotel room like this.” Cindy told the young woman a shortened version of her grief that still overtook her, from time to time, to this day.

“Sorry hear that Mrs. Owens.”

“Call me Cynthia or Cindy, Maryam.”

“You can call me Josh or J. Patrick, Maryam”

“Thank you. Here is your itinerary for the week you will be here. As you can see you will be here for the day and tomorrow, Wednesday you will be transported to the Prince’s residence and will stay there for two days then come back here for a few days. You will be flown back to the USA on Tuesday a week from tomorrow. All your expenses with be paid by MRJ. Use this card for all your purchases, return it to the driver who brings you back to the plane.” Maryam briefed Cindy and Josh.

“Maryam, do you have time to show us around the area tomorrow?” Josh asked the beautiful young woman about his age.

“I’m at your service M.. I mean J. Patrick.” Maryam said with a smile and a bow.

They had a meal at the hotel and Maryam was a pleasure to be with, Josh couldn’t take his eyes off of her. They went back to the room and fell asleep in each other arms too tired from the flight for any sex games.

The next morning the group left the suite to go on an expedition of discovery in Dubai. They toured Old Town and stopped at the marina. They went back to the Hotel exhausted. Cynthia and Josh told Maryam. We will take a siesta before dinner. our sleep cycles are out of sync with the time difference.” They lied.

The young woman bowed and left.

“Isn’t Maryam beautiful, Cindy? She’s almost a beautiful as you.” Josh said as he approached the mature woman and gave her a passionate kiss with a lot of tongue. He undressed the older beauty as they embraced on the way to the master bath. There as a line of female garments on the way to the bath and by the time the pair were by the tub Cindy was gloriously nude. Josh stripped out of his clothes as Cindy put water in the jacuzzi tub built for two. Cindy put in bath beads and Josh entered the tub first, Cindy laid against him. He reached around and rubbed her breasts; she slid in to feel his cock on her buns as he became interested, and his cock head raised for the occasion. They soaked in the luxurious tub for a half hour.

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