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This is the first story I wrote for Literotica, and after 10,000 reads, its time to edit it a little… so here goes. Please feel free to comment or share your similar experiences.

This story is true, as are all my stories so far, drawn from a time when I was one goddam randy kid. I did not, at the time, think that I was much different from anyone else, but in conversation over the years with various friends, it seems that our sex growing up was sort of Kinsey Report meets Underdog super energy pill! Take some time and read my other stories, if you’re feeling adventurous!

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I knew, as soon as I got the wedding invitation, that I would end up in a 69 with Donny. It had been years and years since we’d last seen each other, though my mom and his mom filled each other in on life’s progress.

Donny was a rich kid who grew up on the farm next to ours. We had horses, but they had HORSES. We had a barn, but they had A BARN. I’m OK with all that, but there are fun horsey people and there are snotty horse people, regardless of their net worth, and Donny’s family were unfortunates in the big book of life in that they leaned a little too heavily towards snotty.

When we were growing up in the country, Donny and I had the most incredible, ongoing suck fest relationship that you could imagine. We both seemed to be in some sort of state of undress with some combination of friends, neighbors and relatives (all roughly our age) at all times, though it was Donny and I who were at the heart of it. Our moms just had to holler towards the barns to find us, and that all seemed just fine with everyone.

Our specialty was 69ing. Though we were happy enough giving or receiving individually or in a small group arrangement, our regular state of affairs was with our heads in either direction, slurping and laughing at the same time.

Donny and I had the most comical routine when we would 69… when we got close to coming, one or the other of us would gasp or grunt some variation of “ready!’ or “ready?,” and then that was the signal to absolutely gulp each other’s dicks like madmen until we came, and as we came, to squeeze each other really tight while 69ing, and get as much dick into our mouths as possible and have our come splash down the back of güvenilir bahis each other’s throats, and sort of twitch like that for a minute or so until we stopped coming. I shit you not, it was that funny!

As we grew older, I was more the soccer type, and Donny became more the football type. He also started to become more of the conservative Republican type that he was born to be, and this would have been OK, except it carried with it all the selfish baggage that you see in mean spirited frat boys. We grew apart as friends over time, though still sucked like kooks whenever we felt like it. I remember a last straw with Donny was seeing him harass a less athletic kid as a faggot, while he and the fellow next to him, another wise guy tough jock kid, were both guys that I had seen suck each other off any number of times, laughing while cum burbled out of each other’s mouths and the whole bit!

In time, our various friends paired off with correct members of the opposite sex, and we all went our separate ways, as people naturally do. I went to the university, traveled the world quite a bit, and then ended up back in the same general area that I came from, though not too close. I became an academic. Donny went to law school and then settled onto a political path, conservative and local, to no one’s surprise.

Anyway, his baby sister was getting married. There were three sisters, and I had clamped my face onto the mystery spot of two of them many, many, many times up in that hay loft. The baby was a late surprise and was definitely NOT a part of the neighborhood sex play. She was a little darling that we all looked out for, and now I was happy to receive the invite to her wedding. The reception was to be at their farm, of course… and why not? The place was beautiful and huge.

I lay back on my bed after a hot shower and thought back to all our years growing up, and I slowly stroked my now manly dick. I remembered all our times sucking and laughing, all our friends who were at first a little shocked then immediately excited when Donny and I got them a little tipsy and then we came up with a silly excuse to shed our clothes. There wasn’t one of them who didn’t join in when we sucked each other right in front of them. Each of them became one of our suck buddies, sworn türkçe bahis to secrecy, always anxious to come over for an afternoon or a sleep over.

My time with girl friends, girl cousins, and Donny’s sisters was usually in my barn, and was a little more relaxed and intimate, though Donny’s sisters both arranged for me to provide the excuse for them to get naked with girls they secretly wanted to taste, caress and make tender yet passionate love with. We let our naked revelry turn that way, and again, there was no girl ever invited by the sisters who didn’t leap right in once a safe, friendly, warm, exciting and very cool situation was laid out before them.

Anyway, it was Donny I was thinking about as much as any as I stroked myself. My world had become exclusively hetero once I started college and I have no regrets about my bi youth or about the hetero direction I headed into… BUT… I had furiously sucked SO many dicks growing up, SO many times, and had had SO much goddam fun doing it, that I could taste the tastes in my mouth, and feel the silky textures between my lips as my hands pumped my rod.

I shot come up past my shoulder and across my chest and torso, and jerked rigidly on the bed. If the circumstances were right, I would 69 with a guy for the first time in… 16, 18 years?

Donny was everything I expected he would be and hoped he wouldn’t be… a still somewhat handsome guy in an expensive yet uninspired conservative suit, terrible shoes, also expensive, lame haircut, all things that help in the world he had chosen. We were the same age, yet there seemed to be a 20, 30, 1000 year difference in our views of the wonders of life. And yet… as we shook hands for the first time in years, our eyes and smiles shared everything from our youth, all over again, in an instant.

During the reception, Donny asked the inevitable question… would I like to tour the property? “Sure,” I said.

“Do you remember all this?”, Donny asked. “Yes, I do,” I laughed. “Do you have any ‘buddies’ like our friends growing up?”, he asked. “I have a couple of guy friends who I get together with every few months”, he added, a huge grin stuck on his face.

I hesitated. His enthusiasm was atomic. “COME ON!”, he said. “You can’t tell me you don’t want to 69?!? How güvenilir bahis siteleri many thousands of times did we do it growing up?”

I wanted to. I wanted to feel the silken steel rod in my mouth… I wanted to suck like a madman… I wanted to oil and stretch his balls and lick them like crazy… I wanted to buck like a bee stung bronco and come like a howitzer… I wanted to feel his come splash down my throat while I came down his, while we wrestled and laughed… and laughed… and fell back… and then did it all over again…

I didn’t. I went back to the reception. Donny was totally floored, but I didn’t refuse to upset him. He just wasn’t what I had in mind in a bi friend. I wanted more than just the sex. I wanted to 69, almost desperately wanted to, but I wanted it to be with someone more like me. Someone with the same sense of humor, the same crazy cultural references, the same tastes in music (punk rock! old blues! Mersey Beat! emo! rockabilly!) and adventures, and cool old motorcycles and crazy cars and old vans and guitars and real baseball played by real people, someone who is into film and art and is involved in the arts, either as an artist or a patron or both, I could go on and on. I also knew that I was now in a permanent, loving relationship, and bringing home a surprise germ from Donny’s conservative playmates just didn’t jibe with what I want from life!

I helped myself to more champagne, and some VERY good food, then sought out the warm company of Donny’s sisters…..

I was much more in the mood for their blushing grins and knowing smiles and the quiet yet relentless electrical storm between us as we made small talk and light reminiscence in front of spouses without a clue…

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Going to this particular wedding was an inspiration to me, and I came home and wrote it down for Lit. The act of writing it all down was and is very exciting to me, and I recommend it. I wrote the rest of my stories to re-introduce myself to that moment in my life when I did sexual things differently than I do now.

As for me and what I’m all about… I’m NOT looking for sex partners, but I am always happy to meet with happy, brilliant, punky girls for coffee and conversation when I’m in Manhatton, Princeton or Philadelphia to discuss life’s joys and the concept of delicious wickedness! Don’t be shy…

Again, feel free to read the rest of my stories. I’m about to give them all a much needed freshening up. Let me know what you think…

Raj Pepper

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I was always terrible at singing, I’ll be honest. My girlfriend Ellie made a rule in our apartment: I can’t sing. Ever. I’ve always wanted to try, but Ellie would never let me, so when she mentioned my singing talent, I thought she was going to insult it. Not this time.

“Hey, I think I may have found someone who might be able to help you with your singing.” Ellie said.

“Oh okay, who?” I asked.

“Someone down the street named Katherine. She’s a friend of mine.” Ellie said.

“From where?”

“Oh, just from school.” Ellie said slyly.

Oh, god. Not Katherine. Katherine had the tendency to be a jerk to all the other girls in my grade. Now I was going to get singing lessons from her? She already hates the fact I’m lesbian.

“Why Ellie? Just why?” I said.

“Oh come on, it’ll be fun!” Ellie said, kissing me. “Besides, there’s nothing else to do here anyway.”

“But we were supposed to-” I started. Ellie cut me off.

“That can wait until later. C’mon, Katherine’s expecting you in five minutes.”

Five minutes!? I was standing there bottomless with just a shirt on, and she’s saying we had to leave in five minutes?

“Let’s go! And leave your pants off.” Ellie said gently.

This was not going to be good.

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We walked out the door, Ellie fully clothed and me still only wearing panties. It was a cool August afternoon, with the wind whipping through my hair. I shivered.

“Are you sure I’m supposed to keep my pants off?” I asked Ellie.

“Don’t worry, you’re just nervous,” she replied.

We stopped just outside an average sized white house, nothing weird about it.

“I’ll come by at five. Don’t get yourself into too much trouble.” Ellie said, resting her hand on my panties “And have fun!”

“Thanks Ellie.” I said shyly.

I walked up to the giant wooden door, and rang the doorbell. Katherine came to the door.

“Come on in, don’t be shy.” she said.

I walked into the house. The inside was also normal, dull even. güvenilir bahis I saw a couple bondage toys, but thought nothing of them. I looked behind me and realized Katherine was gone.

“Kat?” I called “Kat, don’t mess with me. Where are you?”

I walked upstairs to a door with the name “Katherine” in pink, curvy letters. So much for being 19 years old. I opened the door.

“Kat, are you in here?”

I was ambushed. Katherine jumped out from the corner and pushed me onto the bed. She started rubbing my pussy so hard, I could barely speak. She stopped for a second.

“I thought I came for singing lessons!” I yelled.

She put one hand over my mouth and the other over my nose so I couldn’t breath.

“The first lesson is breath training. You must learn to control your breath, or none of your notes will come out correctly.” Katherine explained.

The more I struggled, the more tired I began to feel. I eventually blacked out. I could hear Kat’s distant laugh in the background. *****************************************

When I woke, my feet were tied to the headboard of the bed, and my hands were tied down too. I had a gag in my mouth. It muffled my cries for help.

“Well, well, well, look who finally woke up.”

Katherine was wearing a bra and thong. I personally thought mine were prettier, but I kept it to myself. I had no choice but to keep it to myself.

Kat took the gag out of my mouth.

“Stay quiet.” she said.

She started to rip my panties.

“Hey, those are new!” I exclaimed.

Katherine didn’t seem to care. She took my ripped panties, and rolled them into a ball.

“Open wide.” she said.

I obeyed, not wanting to face the consequences if I didn’t. She stuffed my panties into my mouth and got on top of me.

“In order for me to help you sing, you need to do something for me. You need to stay under my ass and pussy all day.” Kat said.

She hovered over my face with her black lace panties for ten seconds, letting me take in the sight. I started to wish türkçe bahis Ellie was here.

Kat lowered her pussy onto my face. Her panties were soft, but I couldn’t get any breath. She started slow at first, giving me multiple chances to breath. But then she turned around.

Her near-perfect heart shaped ass lowered down on my face. She held it there for just under a minute. I could feel her panties getting wet with cum.

Maybe surprisingly, there was some deja vu to all this. Ellie is the more dominant one in our relationship, and I’m usually the one that gets smothered. But this was different. This wasn’t playful. Kat was using me as a sex slave, not teaching me how to sing.

She finally gets up off of me, but doesn’t take the panties out of my mouth. She does the opposite.

“I have another pair of panties for that mouth of yours.” she says.

She takes off her panties weirdly slowly, as if she was trying to seduce me. That bitch.

“Open real wide, I’m adding a thong.”

I open my mouth, and she stuffs it in there. Kat was now bottomless. She had a near-perfect pussy. NEAR-perfect. I admit, it wasn’t as good as Ellie’s (and even mine), but it was good enough that I was starting to become slightly horny.

“That’s it.” Kat says. “Now you can have both of our tastes as I sit on your face.”

The mixture of pussy tastes was weird, and not necessarily a good weird. Kat lowers her naked ass on my face. I could breath, but not much. She starts slowly grinding my face.

“Mmmm… yeah. Just like that.” she moans.

She reaches over and starts fondling my naked pussy. It felt good, I’ll admit it.

“Ahhh, feels so good.” Kat says.

I am surrounded by the odor that is Kat’s sex. It was not nearly as good as Ellie’s. I was starting to miss her now.

She leans back and her ass restricts my breath for over 20 seconds. My nose couldn’t provide the oxygen I desperately needed.

“You’re just a slave to me now…” Katherine says. “Just a useless slut of a slave.”

She finally gets off güvenilir bahis siteleri of me, but only to change orientation. Her naked pussy was on my nose, and she grinded my nose. Then, she started rubbing her pussy.

“Yeah… I’m going to cum all over your stupid little face…” Kat moaned.

The edges of my vision were going black. The motion of her masturbation was not enough to keep me going. She finally stopped for a second.

“You probably like this, slut.” Katherine says.

I couldn’t say anything. My clit was BEGGING to be rubbed now, and it wasn’t getting the attention it so desperately needed.

Kat went back to rubbing her pussy. She started moaning softly, but the volume was turned up dramatically. I couldn’t stay conscious anymore. I decided to let it happen. Kat started screaming in orgasm, and pussy juice was squirted all over my face.

“HARLEY!” I heard someone cry.

It was Ellie. I tried to reach for her, but it was no use. I blacked out.

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I found myself on the bed, with pussy juice still on my face. Ellie was now in the same position. I was still gagged, but my hands and feet had been untied. I took the thongs out of my mouth, and saw Kat masturbating next to me.

“You’re going to pay for what you’ve done, bitch!” I yelled, and jumped on top of her.

I stuffed the two panties into her mouth, and put my vulva in her face. I started masturbating.

“This is what you get for what you’ve done to me and Ellie!” I said to Kat.

I was filled with sexual pleasure. Now I know why she did it; it felt so good. I cummed on her face.

“Doc Harley prescribes sleepy-sleepy time!” I said, maybe sounding too much like a maniac. I didn’t care.

I covered her nose and mouth with my pussy, cutting off her access to any air. Thirty seconds later, she stopped struggling. I got off of her. Ellie woke up.

“Ellie, are you okay?!” I screamed.

She looked up at me. Then she pulled me down toward her in the most passionate kiss you can imagine.

“Let’s get out of here, Har.” she said. “And no more singing lessons.”

I giggled, and she fingered me to a screaming orgasm right there on the street.

“Yeah,” I said, trying to catch my breath. “No more singing lessons.”

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“Jen?”

“Brenda?”

They were both caught off-guard…stunned…suddenly unsure of themselves after all the build-up, all the anticipation. Instead of a dramatic encounter, the two cyber-lovers had stumbled into each other in the mall parking lot…not ready…tangled up with emotions and doubt. They both froze and said nothing.

Brenda finally broke the silence, still sitting with her van door open. “Hey.”

“Hey.” Then quiet again.

Brenda tried again. She even smiled a little. “Um…I can’t believe it.”

“Me neither.” Jen crossed her arms and scratched lightly with her fingers.

“Um…this is awkward.” Brenda still had her seatbelt on. The car was beeping from the keys still in the ignition.

“Yah.”

More quiet. Then suddenly they both laughed. Not big hearty laughs, but just enough to break the tension, the awkwardness.

“Wow,” said Brenda. She pulled out the keys.

“It’s so weird to actually see you.”

“And to see you.”

“Here in the parking lot.”

“Yah,” Brenda answered. She hesitated and went on. “I was just kinda sitting here.”

“Me too,” Jen quickly replied. “I was…I mean…I was just sitting too.”

“Yah.”

“I can’t believe it.”

“I still can’t either.”

They went on, stumbling, repeating, not quite sure what to say. The initial surprise was wearing off…replaced by excitement…but also the feelings…the doubt…the guilt…that had left them in their cars.

It was coming back…coming back strong.

“Brenda…” Jen hesitated. “I…I don’t know what to say…I…I…”

Brenda looked at Jen…not too directly…but enough to make eye contact…and quietly said, “It’s okay, Jen.” She paused and then went on: “It’s me.”

“I know….it’s just so weird.”

“But it’s still us…we can say anything. It’s different but it’s still us.”

“Yah,” said Jen.

“But, yah….it is pretty weird,” agreed Brenda. Suddenly they could see each other…every facial expression…the looks of concern, hesitancy…even fear. No longer just the words on the screen…but two real people with a million unspoken complexities neither had seen before.

They were quiet for a bit…frozen in the parking lot…Brenda still in the van…Jen fidgeting badly on her feet. Then Jen took a deep breath and decided to spill it all. “Brenda….” She stopped again and looked away.

Brenda looked down and away too. “It’s okay.”

Not having to look made Jen feel a little braver. “Brenda…I am feeling totally guilty…I don’t think I can do this.”

Brenda paused for a beat and then quickly said, “Jen….me too.”

“Oh man, really?”

“Yah…really.”

Now the words began to gush out of Jen like air deflating from a balloon. “Like….I have so loved doing all this stuff with you but this feels really really bad and wrong.”

“Yah, I know,” answered Brenda quietly.

“I mean…I feel so screwed up sometimes….it’s been fun but now I feel like I’m really crossing the line…something way beyond the stuff I’ve done.”

Beat. “Me too.”

Jen paused. “Really?”

“Really.” Another pause. They still looked away from each other. “Like it’s real cheating now.”

“Yah.”

“Real sex.”

“Yah.”

“I can’t just turn off the computer and pretend nothing happened.”

“No.”

Now they began to glance a bit at each other…two deflated balloons. güvenilir bahis They felt a little better…but also more empty, more emotionally exhausted.

“I mean,” said Jen, “it’s definitely been…um…interesting…and I think you’re a really cool person.” She wondered what else she could say…still standing in the middle of a parking lot.

“Oh thanks…” said Brenda, “Um….I feel that way too about you. Totally.”

They were quiet again.

“So….” said Brenda.

“So…” said Jen. They each laughed a little again…nervously.

“Maybe…we should…do you want to just leave then?” asked Brenda. “Like, just forget this happened?”

“Um…” said Jen. One instinct said yes, go away. Another said no, stay. Stay and….talk. And it seemed to be the guilty side that said to stay. “Um, I guess…or…”

Brenda didn’t say anything.

“Or…maybe we could just…just talk?” Jen asked. “Talk…just about all this stuff. Like, what it’s doing to us.”

Brenda was quiet. Then she said, very softly, “I think I’d like that.”

Jen began to almost feel okay. So did Brenda.

They were still talking through the open van door. Jen pointed at it and said, “Maybe…sit down somewhere?” She continued, “somewhere private…not the coffee shop.”

“Yah,” Brenda laughed. “Not sure I want to talk with other people around.” She looked around the parking lot…not a lot of options. She paused. “Want to just sit here in the van with me?”

Jen had visions of suddenly being driven off by this near-stranger. “Um…sure.” It actually sounded pretty good. It was quiet and private. And they wouldn’t have to look each other in the eye… She walked around the front of the van and opened the door, while Brenda cleared praise CDs off the seat.

Jen settled in and they both looked a bit sideways at each other…bodies forward…necks turned…just enough eye contact.

More silence.

Then Brenda spoke. “Yah…I almost didn’t come today.”

“Me neither,” said Jen. “I could…I could barely sleep last night.”

“Oh man…me too.”

“I mean…” Now Jen felt braver. “I mean…it’s stupid, Brenda. We….we fucked online…but now it feels totally wrong to do it for real. It’s stupid.” She was amazed to hear her own words.

“Yah…we’ve fucked online,” repeated Brenda. It wasn’t erotic…just a statement of fact.

“So why the hell is it really different to do it in person?” asked Jen. Her normal self-censorship had vanished. She thought it..she said it.

“I don’t know,” said Brenda. “But it is.”

“Yah.”

“Like…lust and sex are all the same, whether it’s for real or in your mind.”

“Like the Bible says.” Jen couldn’t believe she had said that.

“Yah,” said Brenda. “In Matthew.” She continued. “Jen, I know exactly where you are coming from…especially about all that.” They were both…you know…and yet were into all this. It was their deepest, almost unspoken bond.

“Oh, I know, Brenda…you always have. You have always understood”

Brenda laughed a little. It was a real laugh.

“So why do I…we…do all this?” said Jen. She was ready to laugh…but also to cry.

Brenda bit her lip and said, “I have no idea.”

“Like…it’s society…culture…everything…telling us to have sex…no strings attached…just sex, sex, sex.” The words came easily to Jen..she had said them to herself türkçe bahis so many times.

“Yah….I know,” said Brenda. Tears started to form in her eyes.

Jen’s own eyes were reddening. “Yah.”

They tried to hold back but the sniffles started coming. “It’s like….” Brenda said, “it’s like….I try so hard…I really try so hard…I pray about it…everything…but I can’t stop.”

“I…I know..Brenda.” A tear ran down Jen’s cheek.

“Is it…is it guilt…or brainwashing…” Brenda paused and let the words linger…between tears and sniffles.

“Some say it’s just some hangup we have to get over…” Jen said.

Brenda straightened up. “That is bullshit.”

“Yah.”

“Like…fuck anyone…and cut it off from emotions.”

“Or pretend you can keep all the different stuff in your head…that it can all work together.”

“Bullshit,” Brenda repeated herself.

“Maybe it works for some people…but yah, I agree…not for me,’ Jen said.

“Yah…maybe it does, but not me either.”

They were quiet again. The tears had stopped…replaced by…almost anger…frustration…anger at themselves.

Jen continued. “It’s bullshit either way isn’t it….pretend sex is no big deal…or pretend you can just be happy and married and not want anything else…isn’t it?”

“Yup,” said Brenda.

“And sometimes…I just…we just…want to have some fun where nobody gets hurt…” said Jen. “Including ourselves.” She paused again. “Right?”

Brenda turned and looked at her. “Yup again.” Silence. Then she asked, “But do you think that’s possible?”

Jen replied from the depths of her soul. “No.”

“Me neither,” said Brenda. “I mean…I want it so badly to be that way…but…”

“It can’t…it won’t…I mean…not with us..”

“I know.” A tear again.

“I mean…Brenda…” Jen took a breath. “I want so badly for us to be lovers…” She meant it. She could feel…the arousal…

Brenda started to cry.

“But…I…you…we know….”

“It doesn’t work that way,” choked Brenda.

Jen began to cry too. They sat in the van…crying…emotionally draining themselves…yet so alive too…reaching an intimacy they had never had before.

“Holy shit…I want to fuck right now,” said Brenda. “But..”

“Me too,” said Jen. “But…yah…”

“Jen…I’m not going to even though I totally want to. I mean, I want to get naked and fuck and everything with you but I am…I am NOT going to.”

“Me neither. I mean, we have to stop, Brenda..we have to stop somewhere.”

“Absolutely.” Their bond was shared. They both meant every word they said.

They fell quiet. They looked at each other for a long time…smiling…sniffling…a little crying…and just looking…knowing…sharing their mutual bond.

The van was silent.

It was Brenda that reached out first…to gently stroke Jen’s knee…light and reassuring. Jen moved a bit closer…smiling at the touch…and soon her hand moved on top of Brenda’s.

The touch was beautiful…the first they had ever done…and just gentle…not sexual…but a loving, mutual, human touch…so tiny compared to the emotional rollercoaster they had been riding. Their hands kept moving…lightly…gently…

They shifted toward each other…still not saying anything.

Jen moved her other hand onto Brenda’s shoulder.

Brenda’s hand started to move faster..

They güvenilir bahis siteleri leaned close together…closed their eyes..and kissed. Not a friend’s kiss…not a deep lover’s kiss…but something intimate and special again. And they didn’t stop. Their hands and bodies came together…a lopsided mismatched hug over bucket sets and cupholders…feeling the electric touch of each other’s body…the bodies they had so exposed to each other’s minds and lusts.

They could feel each other’s curves and breasts and bodies and their own deep wetness…arousal…longing and lusting…but knew this wasn’t the place….the time…that it would never be.

But even as they touched and hugged and murmured without words…they remembered the flames of passion…the lust…the nakedness…the sex, sex, sex…mutual masturbation…the bare breasts…licking pussies. And they each thought…very hard…about just touching a little further…a little fondling…a little caressing…just a little…

But they didn’t. The touch was loving…wonderful…and almost magical…the way they knew just what to do…how far to go…perfectly responding to each other. And the other thoughts…very alive in the back of their minds…stayed there. Stayed there. Where they belonged.

Their lips separated…and they held each other gently for a while, eyes still closed. Then gently…feeling each other’s every move and response…they came apart…returning back…still quiet.

“Jen…that was perfect…just what I needed.”

“Oh yes.”

“Like…your touch…finally touching you…but still…you know…”

Jen laughed. “Totally.” Brenda laughed too. Rollercoaster.

Pause. More silence.

“So…” said Jen. “Maybe it’s…maybe it’s time to go.” She didn’t want to. She wanted this moment…this perfect moment…to last forever.

“Yeah,” said Brenda. “Yeah.” She went on, “But…”

Jen was quiet for a bit. Then she said, “But what are we going to do…about…”

“About all this…about us…”

“I have no idea.”

“Me neither.”

More quiet. Then Jen took her deepest breath yet. “Brenda…this is really stupid…but…” She paused.

“Anything, Jen.”

“Do you…want to pray? Really…quick.”

Brenda almost bawled. “Yes.”

Jen closed her eyes really quick and tight. “Jesus…Jesus, please help us know what to do..and to do it. Amen.”

Brenda added, “Yes, Lord…please. Please. Amen.”

They opened their eyes. Jen said, “I’d better go.” It was time. She wanted to get out of there, away…quick, fast.

“Yah,” said Brenda. “Um…well…let’s just see…okay?”

“Okay.” Jen opened the door.

“Bye….Jen.”

“Bye….Brenda…” They lingered and looked in each other’s eyes for one last time. Then they both laughed. Jen got out and closed the door.

She walked back over to her own van, looking back repeatedly at Brenda sitting in her driver’s seat. They waved as Jen got in. They turned their keys and drove…toward the same exit. Brenda was first at the light and waved out her window at Jen in her rear view mirror. Jen waved back and smiled. The light turned green and Jen watched as Brenda took the first onramp, and Jen the other.

Jen drove home in silence…no radio, no CDs…barely any thoughts. Just…what? Peace? A silent peace.

She and her hubby made love that night…their beautiful, mutual, perfect love between them.

She didn’t log on for three days…but finally…curious…and there was a quick note from Brenda:

“Hey Jen. Hope you’re doing well. Talk to you soon.”

They never chatted again.

THE END

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Tony and Bruce stood at the nose of the trailer watching the rescue squad loading Peter into the ambulance. The State Patrol Officer that had taken their reports, turned after a lengthy conversation with the injured driver of the vehicle in the ditch. He started toward them not showing any signs of what was about to happen to them or the load.

“I guess Peter wasn’t so angelic after all ay, Bruce?” Tony mumbled as they watched the ambulance attendants load the man into the back.

“No, I was wrong about that.” Bruce looked down feeling a bit foolish now.

“Hey, don’t sweat it man. I had the same thought myself when I first met ‘im. I just didn’t give it that much thought when it passed through my mind. And, there’s nothin’ wrong with hopin’, prayin’, all that stuff.” he tried to console his dear friend seeing the emotions cross his face time and again.

“Yeah, but I’m more practical than this, Tony. I guess I was hopin’ too much.”

“Not a prob. You know better with me.”

“Yeah. We’d better get on the other side of the truck. He’s comin’.”

The tall dark complected officer moved in their direction with a purposeful gate. Tony and Bruce moved around the truck, and stepped back to the grass as the man came around the nose of the truck.

“Okay guys…” he had his hand on the microphone on his shoulder listening to the scratchy radio voice that was speaking to him. It was difficult to make out what was being said as he kept his voice down. It appeared there was a conspiracy about to take place as the two stood by feeling helpless and vulnerable at the moment.

“…Your stories all checked out. You might want to thank the blonde for being honest enough to tell me the truth. Anyway, your stories collaborated with his. Now…” the man stepped closer guiding the two men further onto the grass as the state driver came to get the trailer and the load.

“They want you to keep your truck. And your boss asked my boss if we would hold the load for him until he can get another driver out here to get it and carry it on to Deming.”

“What about Jonathan?” Bruce asked seriously.

“Yes, the boy…” the officer sighed heavily. “…I’m not even supposed to tell you where he’s going. But after talking to the Russian guy, and my boss, I’ll do more than give you directions to the hospital he’s headed to. His uncle is all up in the air trying to claim you boys kidnapped his nephew–“

“That lyin’ sack o’–” Tony growled, but was cut off by the officer.

“Hold on, now. The Russian told me everything, alright. I understand your frustration. But the boy has to go back with his uncle until they resolve their issues.”

“But the issues are that his uncle was beating and raping him, and then he was sellin’ the kid for sexual favors!” Tony barked.

The officer stared at him now. “You know, if I hadn’t talked to the Russian, I wouldn’t believe that right now. But it seems I recall a case that was thrown out for lack of evidence in Arizona recently. Alright, I’ll tell you what. My hands are tied as far as the boy’s concerned. His uncle is flying in tomorrow to get him. I’m not supposed to tell you that either. But you didn’t hear it from me.”

“No, we haven’t heard a word.” Tony grinned.

“Well, it also seems that my boss is real chummy with your boss…” he motioned a hand to Tony. “You were assigned to protect the kid. So, I’ve got some respect for you, sir. Especially, being you’ve kept him alive and well for so many months now, and all the crap you’ve been through with this scenario. He said to put you up at a motel just down the street from the hospital. So, if you’ll get in the truck we’ll head that way.”

As they climbed back into the truck, Tony knew that Ben had something up his sleeve. He understood by that, he would be making a private call to his boss and find out what his next mission is.

“God, I think the shit is about to hit the fan.” Bruce commented as they followed the officer back east.

“Yep, and whatever happens, Bruce, we really need to be rested and fresh. It may be that Ben wants us to sneak the kid out undercover. So, I really need you to pay attention and do what I tell ya. If you miss one detail, it could ruin it for all of us.” he admonished.

“I realize this, Tony. And you know I wouldn’t screw this up for the world. I want the kid back.” he complained.

“I know, and we’ll get ‘im back no matter what.” the man persisted.

“Good.” Bruce nodded in agreement.

*****

“Tony, we have no jurisdiction there. All I can do is sit back and ride it out.” Ben was telling him over the phone.

“That total bullshit, Ben and you know it!” he argued. “After all the time and energy we’ve put into this kid and yer just gonna turn yer back and walk away. It’s personal now. I’ll get the kid with yer help or not.” he claimed vehemently.

“I thought you’d say that, Tony.” Ben chuckled. “So, this is what I want you to do…”

*****

A blonde man stepped off the elevator into the lobby of the fourth floor internet casino of the hospital. His lengthy hair was tied back into a tight ponytail. He had on a white lab jacket with a security badge hanging from the front pocket. With shades on that adjusted to the light he meandered down the hallway whistling a peppy tune. Pushing a wheelchair before him, he made his way to the nurse’s station.

“Hello, ladies…” he stopped leaning on the counter.

“Well, hello…” one of them grinned admirably at him. Her eyes seemed to devour him almost lewdly.

“How are all you fine lovely nurses tonight?” he poured on the charm fairly thick.

“Oh, just peachy, honey. What can we do for ya?” she asked seeming to be the head nurse of the shift.

“I’m supposed to come collect the bullet wound in four-twelve for an MRI.” he explained.

“I thought that was scheduled for in the morning.” she piped then.

Tony looked at his watch. “Well, my boss said to come get ‘im. He said somethin’ ’bout the doctor might have to do an exploratory early this morning’ and wanted this done already.” he explained further.

“I remember that.” one of the other nursed spoke up then. “That’s right… Dr. Jones needs that MRI earlier in case he has to go in earlier.” she concurred with Tony’s story.”

“You see…” he perked watching the woman realizing she was a team player then, as she winked at him quickly and discretely.

“Okay…” the head nurse agreed to let him pass. “…But you strap that youngin’ in that thing good. His uncle is comin’ in the morning’ and I don’t want to explain to him that some lazy orderly let ‘im fall out of a chair on his way to get an MRI.” she fussed.

“Yes, ma’am…” he nodded respectfully at her rank alone. “…I’ll be sure I do that, just for you.” he smiled pushing the chair along to the room. Inwardly he seethed trying to control it. He reminded himself that the woman knew nothing about him and his expertise in the field.

A rental cop was sitting outside the room just a couple doors down from the station. He had been listening in on the conversation and opened the door for Tony to go in.

Tony moved up beside the bed. Pulling the blanket back off Jonathan’s body, he deflated the balloon removing the catheter from his penis. Taking hold of the I.V. bag, he placed it on the hook that jutted up from the chair.

Then he put the railing down lifting the youth in his arms. Placing him into the chair, he strapped him in tight. A blanket was thrown over his legs and tucked around his arms to keep his body temperature in.

Once all of that was done, he quickly raided the supply bin close by. A couple urine bags, a catheter tube, I.V. bags, and a couple syringes and needles were borrowed. He stuffed some of it behind Jonathan’s back. And what would fit in his pocket when there.

As leisurely as he came in, he started out. Strolling down the hallway, he passed the desk again.

“See you ladies in a bit…” he waved to them as he passed by.

It almost seemed the trek from there to the staff elevator would never end for him. But he kept his cool, meandering toward it attempting to act like the professional he is. But all the while he just wanted to get the kid in the truck and head east as fast as those ten wheels could go.

Finally, he reached the elevator. The doors opened to him and he pushed the youth in. Pressing the ground floor button he waited until the door closed. It wasn’t long before he was strolling out into the main lobby and out the entrance door.

Bruce jumped out of the cab to help Tony put Jonathan in. they quickly managed him with a little teamwork. Jumping in, one on each side, they were swiftly driven back to the motel. The cab pulled up to the truck that was already loaded and ready to go. Tony maneuvered Jonathan up to Bruce who lifted him into the truck on the passenger side.

After he was put in the bunk on the new air mattress, Tony hung the I.V. bag on a hook on the inside of the closet door. He then inserted a new catheter into Jonathan that was attached to a fresh bag. That was placed on a hook that was purchased and already in place before they began this little excursion.

Bruce shut the passenger door, sitting in the driver’s seat preparing his logbook for the trip. “Let me know when you’re finished, Tony. I won’t move the truck until you have him completely situated.” he called back to him.

“Okay.” Tony worked deftly to finish the preps for the trip. He removed everything from his pockets to a bin in the closet so he would know where they were. Then he went up front after covering Jonathan with a blanket. “We’re ready. Let’s blow this state.” he grinned.

“Your wish is my command, my friend.” Bruce pushed in the brake; put her in reverse, backing out of the parking slot he was in.

*****

Bruce drove to Jackson, Mississippi. Once through it, he set the cruise and traded with Tony. Then he went back checking on Jonathan before he plopped down into the passenger seat with a canlı poker oyna pillow in hand. Leaning it up against the window and frame, he dozed all the while Tony drove to Alabama. They traded again while tooling down the road somewhere near Bessemer, Alabama.

Ben had given them explicit orders to not stop, for any reason, or make any phone calls from their cell phones. And they were not to accept any calls from anyone, no matter who they were. He also advised them to take the most direct route to Macon, Georgia and the hospital. Jonathan was to go directly to the hospital, no if’s, and’s or but’s about it. This was a mobile medical transfer from the hospital he had been in, to Macon.

“You want something to eat, Tony?” he asked before he went to sleep.

“No, I’m too tired to eat. If I do, I’ll just get sleepy.” he returned.

“Let me know if you need something. I’m gonna take a nap.”

Tony only nodded continuing to stare at the road, wishing the trip was done.

After they traded in Alabama, Tony made sandwiches for them. He handed one to Bruce sitting in the passenger seat cramming his mouth full of his.

“Thanks, Tony.” Bruce could see the weariness on him. He hadn’t slept well in the first leg of the trip for worrying about Jonathan. More times than he could count, Tony was up out of his seat checking on the kid.

He almost asked him why he didn’t just lie down with him, instead of all the fussing he was doing over him. But he remembered that Tony had mentioned they shouldn’t sleep with him. They might accidentally roll and jab an elbow in his side or some other incident might take place that would cause him more harm than good. So, he said nothing.

Yet, he worried over Tony now, as the man scarfed down the sandwich so fast he barely had time to taste it. He knew he had been hungry when he took over in Mississippi. And as much as he wanted to insist he eat, he knew Tony was right. After not sleeping well, a full meal would make him drowsy.

“That didn’t last long enough.” Tony stood saying.

“Why don’t you get some of that fruit in the cans we bought in Texas before we left?”

“Ooh, yeah. And there’s pudding too.” he moved into the back to rummage through the goodies they had bought before they went to retrieve Jonathan from the hospital.

He came back up front with a cup of fruit, and fudge pudding for them both to eat. Setting what he had gotten for Bruce on the dash, he sat in the passenger seat opening the single serving can of fruit. With his plastic weapon in hand, he shoveled it into his mouth with a vengeance.

After eating the pudding his eyes showed even more unrest. Weariness. Exhaustion.

“Sleep, Tony. You need it, bud.” Bruce glanced over at him for only a second.

“Yeah. I’m so tired.” he put the can of Pepsi to his lips turning it up. “I think I’ll sleep good this time.” he admitted.

“I hope so. You could use it.”

“I must be getting’ ugly all of a sudden. I’ve lost a lot of beauty sleep.”

Bruce laughed. “Well, you don’t look all that great, right now.”

“Thanks, friend.” Tony chuckled. He lifted the pillow that Bruce had left on the seat pushing it up against the doorframe. Leaning his head on it, closing his eyes, he was fast asleep in minutes.

*****

“Tony! I gotta pee!” Bruce called from the driver’s seat.

Tony’s head popped up off the pillow he was resting on. Groggily, he stood going to the back to retrieve a urinal bringing it up front with him. Popping the lid of the plastic bottle he unzipped Bruce’s jeans inserting him into the rim. “Okay…” he muttered letting him know it was safe to go ahead.

“We’re almost home.” Bruce smiled into his face. “Just a couple miles to go.”

“And you can’t wait?” Tony griped now.

“Man, I’ve been holdin’ it since Birmingham.” he quipped.

“Then why didn’t you wake me up?”

“Because you needed the sleep!”

“Okay, man.” Tony grinned. “Don’t blow a gasket.”

Bruce laughed. “I can’t wait to see Greg. I know I’m gonna hear it though.” he admitted.

“Yep, better you than me, too.” Tony chuckled.

“Hey, I was told not to make one phone call.” Bruce defended.

“That’s right. If you had, we could’ve been traced. But, I’m almost sure Ben would have told him. He may not say a word.”

“Well, if he does, I’ll just know he missed me and loves me, is all. He only fusses like that because he loves us, Tony.”

“I know, but it can be a bitch, ya know?”

Bruce laughed as he maneuvered the truck toward the hospital entrance.

“You know what I’m gonna do when we get settled?” Tony asked rubbing his eyes sleepily as he emptied the urinal into the portapotty.

“Sleep…” Bruce grinned knowingly.

“You bet. I miss my sleep.” he replaced the urinal in its place then cleaned his hands with a Wetone.

“So, do I, babe.” Bruce stopped the truck right in front of the emergency entrance canopy. He pulled the brake and Tony stood going into the back to remove the catheter poker oyna for transporting the youth inside.

A team rushed outside with a gurney toward the truck. Bruce zipped up his jeans and motioned for them to go around to the passenger door, as he stood approaching it. He popped the door open just in time, as Tony came out of the bunk carrying the youth.

Bruce stepped away to allow him to hand Jonathan down to the medical team. One of them grabbed the I.V. bag while the rest of them worked together to hoist him down from the truck, placing him on the gurney.

They stood watching as the group of people ran beside the bed on wheels into the hospital. Tony then closed the door and Bruce parked the truck in an open space away from the cars. They got out moving inside to find Greg.

Getting in an elevator, they rode up to the fourth floor where Greg worked, most of the time. Coming around the corner they saw him looking Jonathan over thoroughly.

“Put him in this room.” he pointed to the vacant room that Jonathan had occupied before. Following the team with the patient, he disappeared into the room with them.

They sat in the waiting room knowing not to go in. Greg had to assess his patient’s condition and decide what needed to be done. So, they waited, as tired as they were, for more than an hour before they saw him emerge from the room again.

Then they stood catching his eye. His face lit up and he rushed toward them.

“God, it’s so good to see you two. I was about crazy with worry, when Ben told me what happened.” he hugged each one discretely in the view of the public around them. “Are you guys alright?” he began to check them now.

“We’re just tired, Greg. Really, that’s all.” Bruce informed him as Greg searched him for anything suspicious.

“You didn’t get shot? Not even a graze?” the doctor lifted his shirt looking.

“No, Greg. Not even a graze.” Bruce answered with a grin. His mind was wondering again, as it had the night it all happened. And Greg’s inadvertent gentle touches weren’t helping in the least. Greg moved around to his back looking, not taking their word for it at all. He then moved to Tony doing the same.

“We’re fine, Greg.” Bruce reiterated.

“Hush.” the man scolded doing his exam anyway, more for his own peace of mind.

Bruce sighed heavily. “We could take this in your office, you know.” he suggested.

“Good idea. I want you two to strip so I can have a look at the both of you.” he released Tony’s shirt, turned, leading the way without a thought. Bruce glanced over at Tony with a wicked grin on his face.

“Not me, man. I just wanna sleep.” Tony mumbled to him.

“Suitchyerself.” Bruce half laughed. “I’m gettin’ me some o’ that.”

Going into the office Greg held the door for them locking it when they were in. stepping to his desk by the window. He slid the drapes closed then turned leaning over the desk to the phone.

“Yes, Dr. Carroll?” Catherine’s voice came over the intercom.

“Hold my calls for me, would you? I’m doing an exam on Mr. Crawford and Santini.” he requested.

“Sure.” she returned, her voice reflecting a pleasure to do so.

“Okay, Tony…” he stepped around the desk again. “…Take it off.”

“All of it?” Tony fussed lightly, his eyes barely open as he did.

“Yes, all of it.”

“He wants to get fresh with ya, Tony. Since when do you fuss about that?” Bruce jested.

“I want to check you guys over. That’s all. If you have a problem with that, I can call Ben in here to help me.” Greg put his hands on his hips protesting vehemently.

“Whatever…” Tony began to unbutton his shirt. He slipped it off his shoulders being approached by the doctor right away.

“Sit.” Greg ordered firmly and Tony parked on the exam table by the wall.

He lifted his stethoscope placing it on his chest. “How do you feel, Tony?” he asked in a mutter hearing the rapid beat of the man’s heart.

“Tired, Greg. Very tired.”

“Hmm. You look exhausted. When’s the last time you ate?” he then heard the man’s tummy grumble at him.

“About three and a half hours ago. But it was only a sandwich, a small can of fruit and one of those puddings in the little plastic container.” Bruce explained. “He ain’t eat anything but that since we started.

Greg nodded. All the while he was having Tony breath in deep letting it out as he listened. “Any pain anywhere?” he asked then.

“Yeah, my head aches, my shoulders and neck are tight and sore.”

Greg put the earpiece around his neck reaching to feel a great amount of tension in his neck and shoulders. “Hmm. Yes, very tight. Okay…” he stuck the stethoscope into the upper pocket of his jacket as he went to his desk. “I’m going to give you something ‘mild’ for your pain.” he emphasized the word, ‘mild’.

“I want you to take this to Catherine. She’ll set you up in a room and feed you. Then I want you to rest, Tony. And if you give her any trouble, you deal with me.” he scribbled on two prescription forms handing them to Tony. “Give those to Catherine.”

Tony was buttoning his shirt, as he approached taking the two forms in his hand.

“Go…” Greg waved him on, as Tony had only stood there staring at him while he finished buttoning his shirt.

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I had drifted off to sleep with Katie in my arms. I woke up after a while though, with Katie wiggling out of my arms. She squirmed out of our bed and crawled to the bed that Teddy shared with her little sister. My eyes had become accustomed to the darkness and I could just make out Katie’s image as she climbed up the side of the other bed. She hovered over Nikki and my baby brother. I could hear what sounded like kissing. I guessed that she was kissing Teddy, but I don’t know for sure. I heard Katie whispering very softly, but I couldn’t understand the words.

I could see the three of them moving around. Nikki climbed out of the bed, stood up and Katie crawled into bed with Teddy. Nikki stepped to my bed, leaned down and asked me, “Can I lay with you?”

“Sure, baby,” I answered as I pulled down the sheet for her. Nikki slipped in beside me. I wrapped my arm around her and she snuggled up to me, laying her arm across my naked waist. I kissed her forehead and she heaved a deep sigh.

The sounds of Teddy’s pants and Katie’s grunts were underscored by the sounds of their bed’s squeaks and groans. The feeling of Nikki’s tender body close to mine and the sounds of my brother fucking Katie was driving me wild. I wanted to just devour little Nicole, but I didn’t know how far I might go with her. I kissed Nikki’s lips softly. She kissed me back, gently and rather timidly. I held her close and tenderly ran my fingertips up and down her arm. We listened to the sounds of my brother fucking her sister.

Nikki’s breathing was getting deeper and faster as Katie and Teddy got more and more involved. I touched Nikki’s breast. She held her breath. I ran my finger to her nipple and she let out a tiny moan. I caressed her breast and she ran her nose up and down my neck. I gently massaged her breast. After several moments, I let my finger trace a path down across her stomach. Nikki pressed her lips against my neck. I reached the very edge of her pubic hair. It was thicker and more lush than that of her sister’s. I paused and Nikki held her breath again. I gently ran my fingers through the soft hair above her pussy and tenderly massaged her mons. We listened to Kate and Teddy as they panted and moaned. güvenilir bahis

Katie let out a squeal and Nikki parted her thighs slightly. I pushed my hand in farther. Nikki opened up a bit more and released a soft moan. I felt the warmth and moisture. I could hardly contain myself. Nikki opened up a little more, to let me press my hand against her pussy and hold it there. We both held our breath. I slowly pushed my middle finger upward and tried to gauge her reaction. As my finger slid into Nikki’s pussy, she kissed my neck.

Katie’s breathing was getting deeper and faster, punctuated with an occasional moan. Teddy was grunting with a very exhilarating rhythm. Nikki’s pussy was sloppy with her juices and Teddy’s. The idea that her pussy was full of my brother’s cum was such a turn on. I tried to match the motion of my finger to Teddy’s grunts as Nikki’s moan’s were echoing Katie’s. I wanted Nikki to touch me but I was content to satisfy sweet Nikki.

Katie rose to orgasm and Nikki followed. Katie squealed, moaned and sighed: Nikki sighed, bit my neck, and trembled in my arms. I held Nikki close to me and pressed my hand to her wet, sticky pussy.

Nikki must have drifted off to sleep. Her breathing became very slow and regular. I pulled my hand from her warm wet pussy. My hand was covered in the juices that ran from her twat. I brought my hand to my face. The smell was intoxicating. I inhaled the essence of Nikki and Teddy, with traces of Katie still lingering. I couldn’t resist the temptation to taste them all. I placed my finger to my tongue, then sucked the end of my finger. I reached my hand down to Nikki’s pussy for more of her luscious nectar, only to find Nikki’s own hand already there. She was fingering herself in her sleep. I pulled her hand away and replaced it with mine. I pulled Nikki’s hand to my face and whispered, “Let me taste it, baby.” Nikki let me slide my finger back into her pussy and wrap my lips around her finger. Nikki finger fucked my mouth as I fingered her cum filled pussy. I pulled my finger from her twat and raised it to her mouth. I touched her lips and they parted. I pushed my finger into her mouth and she sucked it, as she kept fingering türkçe bahis my mouth. We fell asleep sucking each others fingers.

I think I woke up again, sometime later. It seems like a dream though. It seems that the sisters were trading places again. I’m sure that Katie had crawled into bed beside me. Her body feels so much different than Nicole’s. Katie is stronger and more firm, where Nikki is softer, almost delicate. I’m sure too that Katie kissed me as she cuddled up to me. I haven’t known Katie’s kisses for long, but I know them well, and I love them. I’m certain that I pulled Katie close to me, and I believe I heard her whisper, “I love you.”

I was sure that I could see the other bed in the pale light that stole into the room. I watched as Nicole pulled the sheet down off Teddy and knelt between his legs. I could see her quite clearly, silhouetted against the faint glow of the window. I could see too, the silhouette of Teddy’s body, lying there on his back. I could easily make out the shape of my brother’s beautiful cock as Nikki held it and tenderly stroked it. I was familiar with the tender touch that Nikki was applying to Teddy’s cock. She had briefly graced me with that touch, just a short time before.

I found myself wishing that I had gotten to enjoy more of Nikki’s touch. I wanted to make love to her. I knew I would have to be content with the brief encounter that we had shared. I was pleased to remember that I had made her cum. That is a sweet memory that I will always cherish.

I watched as Nicole’s silhouette shook her hair back and leaned forward. She pulled Teddy’s dick straight up and gently placed her lips to the crown of my brother’s gorgeous cock. I shivered and drew a deep breath. As I inhaled, I took in the wonderful scent of Katie. My nose was filled with the aroma of my new lover, along with a faint hint of Teddy, and I realized that I held her in my arms. I squeezed her and she kissed my shoulder. Still, my eyes were locked on the shadow of her little sister as she prepared to go down on my brother. Katie rolled over to face the other bed. I cuddled up to her back and spooned with her. I wrapped my arms around Katie, pressed my breasts to her bare güvenilir bahis siteleri back and my pussy against her butt.

We both watched as Nikki lowered her mouth onto Teddy’s cock, taking in more and more until their shadows became one. My jealousy began to surge again, as I thought about how Nicole was tasting all the flavors of the sex that Teddy had enjoyed. Nikki was tasting her own juices as well as her sister’s and Teddy’s too. I wished that I could taste all that. I wished that my juices were mixed with all of them, and that Nikki was tasting me as well.

I thought of a story that Nikki had told us earlier that night. She told us of hiding and watching Teddy and Kate having sex when they were young. And how Teddy had discovered her afterwards as Katie took a shower. She told us how she and Teddy had kissed and how she ended up going down on Teddy that night, while her sister was in the next room, in the shower.

She told us how exciting it was to taste sex on Teddy’s cock, and how she loved it when he came in her mouth. She had thought that tiny little load of cum was typical, not realizing that he had shot most of load in her sister, but was still able to produce some more for her. That little story brought Teddy to the brink of humiliation, since he didn’t know how Katie might react. It brought out some anger and jealousy in Katie, as she had suspected that Nikki spied on them, but had no idea that Teddy was aware and had intimate contact with Nikki afterwards.

I found it extremely arousing, even though it elicited a fair amount of jealousy in me too. The thought of little Nikki licking and sucking Teddy’s cock only minutes after pulling out if her sister’s pussy, drove me wild. Teddy had shared that little secret with me already, but to hear sweet little Nikki tell it, was almost too much. I also knew that was only the first of many times.

Katie and I watched and listened to Nikki suck and slurp on Teddy’s cock as he moaned and grunted. I am still amazed that a man his age came one more time that night. I shouldn’t be surprised though. I can’t imagine a guy that wouldn’t cum if pretty little Nicole was sucking his cock. I heard that familiar grunt that Teddy makes when he cums. I bit Katie’s shoulder and she moaned as Nikki collapsed beside Teddy. I wished that I was kissing Nikki, tasting all the wonderful sex that she was tasting. I squeezed my new lover tight and drifted back to sleep.

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Lise 2. Sınıftayım ve sınıfımızda kalçaları gerçekten jennifer lopez`e benzeyen ayça adında bir kız var. Aramız çok iyidir sürekli makara olsun die aşkım muhabbeti yaparız ama bu benim için sadece makara deildir onu gerçekten arzuluyordum ve onun tüm derinliklerinin tadına varmak istiyordum. Bi gün ders resimdi ve öğretmen serbest bi çalışma yapmamız için bizi serbest bırakmıştı bende yanına gitiim ve gene sexten konuşmaya başladık. Ben elimi arkasına attım. Onun huylandığı bi kaç noktayı bildiğim için dokunmaya başladım, surat ifadesi sürekli değişiyodu. Okul çıkışında tam ben arabaya binecekken yanıma geldi ve konuşmaya başladık. Bana biraz işinin olduğunu çarşıya beraber gidebileceğimizi sordu daha sonrada onlara gidip biraz kocaeli escort bişeyler içebilirmişiz. Bende tereddüütsüz kabul ettim. İşimiz bittiğinde eve gittik ve müzik açtı fakat herzaman dinlediğimiz eminem müziklerinin yerine arka planda sexy bi müzik vardı ve yanıma geldi. Göz göze gelmiştik bir an duraksadık daha sonra hiç bişey demeden öpüşmeye başladık. Çok sexy öpüyordu beni sürekli dudaklarımı ısırarak beni taciz ediyodu. Bu aradada benim aletle oynamadan yapamıyodu ve tam ben aleti çıkardığımda dilimi ısırdı. Bende artık onu ısırmaya başlamıştım ve boynundan başlayarak heryerini ısırdım. Daha sonra üzerindeki eeşoftmanı çıkarıp boynundan aşağı öpe öpe geldim ve sütyenini çıkardım. Kendi kendini tatmin etmeye çalışıyordu…O dimdik kocaeli escort bayan göğüsler artık karşımdaydı. Ben ufaktan ısırmaya başladım iniltileri başlamıştı. Amını okşayarak kendi kendini tatmin etmeye çalışıyordu. Ben daha sonra altındakini çıkardım ve sadece tangasıyla kaldı. Ben tangayı yana çektkten sonra ufak dil darbeleriyle sıcacık amını dillemeye başladım. Iniltileri artmış ve amı sırılsıklam olmuştu. Artık kontrolden çıkmıştı ve daha çok die inliyordu. Daha sonra azıma boşalınca ben durakladım bana baktı ve beni kendine çekerek sikimi yalamaya başladı. Tamamını azına almaya çalışıyor fakat yapamıyordu. Daha sonra tek dil darbeleri yaptı ben kasılmaya başlayıncada azına aldı ve azına boşaldım. Hepsini yuttu. Artık izmit escort dayanamıyordum ona girmek istiyormum ve tangayıda çıkarttıktan sonra başladım amından yawaşça girmeye ama kız olduğunu bilmiyordum ve bir anda kan gelmeye başladı. Bu ikimizinde umrumda deildi. Devam ettik ve amına boşaldım 2 defa ama genede yetmemişti. Ona onu dooyurmanın yollarını ararken aklıma götten girmek geldi ve saçlarından tutup domalltıktan sonra yawaş yawaş asılmaya başladım. Deliği küçücüktü, sikimin başı içeri girdiğinde ise sıcacıktı. Yaklaşık 5 dk gidip geldikten sonra içine boşalmıştım. Artık bendede ondada hal kalmamıştı. Kendime çevirip güzel memelerinin uçlarını içime çekerek yattık. Bacakları beni aşırı tahrik ediyordu ve onunla bunu devamlı yapmak istiyordum. Ve başladık birbirimizi öpüp okşamaya ve yaklaşık 1 satte öle takıldık. Akşam olmuşştu ayrılırken dudağıma öle bi buse kondurduki sanki dudaklarım kopacaktı ve bende bu burada bitmez diyerek yanından ayrıldım… Gönderen: Sexsever

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Bir gün iş dönüşü otobuste bır kızla tanıştım kız cok guzel ve alımlıydı bi o kadarda seksi iydi. Birkacgun sonra gene karsılaştık ve beni yemege davet eti,bende kabul etim . eve gittigimizde evede kimse yoktu*Sen bu evede tekmı kalıyorsun* dıye sordum. oda banaevet ailem antalayda dedi. biz yemegi yedikten sonra muhabet etmeye başladık ve o sırada benım gözlerim onun o guzel bacakların daydı,icim kıpır kıpır oluyodu kocaeli escort ben ona icerisi cok sıcak oldugunu söyledim*rahatına bak*diye cevap verdi.bende ustumdeki badıyı cıkarıp sadece sudyenle kaldım ve o sırada bana*şimdi rahatladınmı*diye bir soru sordu.soguk bişeyler icmeye karar verdik ve o sırada [ben yonca]oda[ebru] ebru mutfaga gidip kolayı alıp geldi ve tam bana kolayı uzatırken ben bılerek ayagıya kalıp kolanın üstüme kocaeli escort bayan gökülmesini istiyordum,ve istedigim olmuştu.*kusara bakma yanlışık la oldu*dıye söyledi. bende önemli olmadıgı söyledim ,ve bonya dogru ilerledim ve oda bana badi getirmeye gitmişti.ben banyoda südyenimi cıkarıp gögüslerimi yıkamaya başlamıştım o arada ebru iceri girdi ve beni öyle görünce cok şaşırmıştı. ben ne oldu aynısı sendede var ,dedim. izmit escort *dokuna bilirmiyim dedi* evet dedim bana cok güzel gögüslerim oldugunu söyledi.*bende senınkını gormek ıstıyorum* deim ebru tabi neden olmasın dıyerek üstündekileri cıkarmaya başladı.ve ben onun gögüslerıne dokunurken onu dudaklarından öpmey başladım ve oda buna hic ıtıraz etmedı.ıkımızde soyummuştuk ve delıce sevısmeye basladık. ben onun gögüslerını yaladık ca zevkten deli oluyorduk ikimizde, 69 olduk sonra ve uzun bırsure yalastıktan sonra ıkımızde bır bır ımızın aggına zevk suyuuzu bosaltık.ve ıkımızde tatmin olmustuk.o günden sonra her görustugumuzde sevısıyoruzGönderen: KUZEY

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Gecen gün bir rüya gördüm, kalcamda bir acı uzun zamandır seks yapmıyorum kimseyle ama kıcımda nasıl bir acı. Ciddi gibi biri gidip geliyor sanki arkamda, bir yandanda aklımdan gecmiyor da degil evde kim biliyorda ibne oldugumu gelip beni gece yarsı sikiyor arkadan diye ama var ya tam bir acı, kalcamda ki tuzla escort acı tabiiki. Beni zevk ve ruya alemine goturdu. Is zevke donusunce biraz hızlandı gidip gelmeler. Bu arkamda ki seytanmı yoksa bir erkek mi bilmiyordum ama beni harap etmisti ve inatla cıkartmıyordu sikini arkamdan. Bende inat ettim o bosalana kadar tuzla escort bayan kıpırdamayacaktım. Oh be uzun zamandır boyle sikilmiyodum o kadar keyifliydimki icim huzur doluydu sanki. Yeniden dogmak gibi birseydi. Of allam boyle bir hic inmeyen aletin kulu kopegi olurum diye dusunuyordum. Arkamda ki kimse hic hızlanmıyordu escort tuzla sabaha kadar gidip geliyordu. Yatagın icinde su gibi olmustum terden. Kıcım artık catır catır yanıyordu. Baska bir ruya gordum onda bir suru erkek kapıda sıra olmus beni arkadan becermeyi bekliyordu. Artık acıdan daha fazla dayanamayıp kendime geldim. Kıpırdanmay başladıgım bir elimin kalcamın ustunde oldugunu farkettim, iki parmagımda ates gibi yanıyordu, oanda herseyi anladım ki saatlerce farkında olmadan kendimi parmaklıyordum. Gönderen: Lucifero_E

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Merhabalar ben ıstanbuldan esmer 1.80 boylarda yakısıklı bır delıkanlıyım.bu hıkayem tamamıyla gercektır.Ben internette arkadaş odalarında bir evli bir hatunla mailleşiyordum.ismi hülya sonra bu hatunla aram bayağı iyi oldu.buluşmaya başladık.kocasında normal karsılıyormus.ve hatta benımlede tanısmak ıstemıs.bir gün evine davet etti ve gittim.kocasıda ordaydı.kocasının ısmı metin çay içip sohbet ederken.hülyada yanımdaydı bakışları değişikti ve dudaklarımdan öpmeye başladı..çok şaşırdım ama metinde bizi seyrediyordu.metin neden yatak odasında devam etmiyorsunuz? dedi.yatak odasına gıttık.hulya soyundu .kumral 1.65 boylarında .dolgun gögüslü balıketli bır hatundu.sevişmeye basladık.yatakta çılgınca öpüşüyorduk.bacaklarından karın deliğine kadar yalıyordum.memelerini somuruyordum.sonra kalkıp 18cm.lik sikimi ağzına verdim .öyle bir yalıyorduki adeta kemiriyordu içimi.bir ara baktım kocası metinde soyunmuş 31 çekiyordu .sonra ben eğildim 69 yaparak amcığını yalamaya başladım .dilimi deliğine sokup çıkartıyordum.kilitorisini emiyordum..öyle bir inliyorduki ….kaltak tassaklarımıda emiyordu..sonra hadi ankara escort …hadi sik benii..demeye basladı..bacaklarını omzuma koyup yarrağımı başını sonrada gövdesini amcığına sokmaya basladım.hülya çok zevke gelmişti sonra başladım sikmeye …hülya altımda çığlıklar atmaya sırtımı tırmıklamaya basladı.ani bir harekette ben alta o üstüme çıkarttım üstümde zıplamaya başladı .gögüsleri hopluyordu.sonra bir baktım kocasıda soyunmuş hülyanın arkaına geçti.göt deliğini yalamaya başladı.bir ara baktım taşaklarım elleniyor.hülyanın elleri üstümdeyken bu el metinindi.sonra metin hülyanın götünden sikmeye başladı .kaşar pozisyonda hülya aramızda sikiyorduk.hülya orgazm üstüne orgazm yaşıyorduk.herifin sikini hülyanın amcığının üstünden her sokuşta hissediyordum.sonra çıkarttım sikimi yer değiştirelim dedim.bu sefer ben götünden sikmeye başladım kalçaları harikaydı hele mor göt deliği harikaydı sokup sikmeye başladım.metin ilk önce sikini karısına yalattı sonrada altına yattı amcığına zar zor soktu ben abandıkça metinin sikinin üstüne abanıyordu sonra metin bosaldı bir baktım göt deliği açılıp kapanmaya basladı anlaşılan escort ankara hülyada bosalıyor kasılıyordu.bunun üzerine bende tahrik olmuş boşalmaya başladım.sonra dinlendik banyo yaptık üçümüz metin sikimi kendi elleriyle temizledi…demekki adam bisexsüeldi.bu hosuma gitmişti.yatak odasına geçtik metinle hülya yani karı koca sevişmeye başlamışlardı.metin hülyanın bacakarasında yerini almış sikmeye başlamıştı.bende sikimi hülyanın ağzına verdim.metinde yalamaya başlamıştı…ahhhh harikaydı .hülya taşaklarımı metinde sikimin başını bazende ikisi birden sikimi alıyor adeta paylaşamıyorlardı.öyle zevke geldimki boşaldım döllerimi üstüne fışkırttım ikiside yaladı.ben aldığım zevkten hemen sertleştim hemen metinin arkasına geçtim göt deliğine kremi sürdüm biraz alıştırdım ve soktum metin ahhh..dedi başladım sikmeye benim sikmemle karısını sikiyordu..göt deliği karısından daha dardı.hülya bana bakıp “kocamı iyi sik aslanım“ diyordu.metin ise “ahhh…sikin çok kalın ve mükemmel ohh..sok hızlıca sik beni“ diyordu.. sonra hülya arkasını döndü metin karısının götüne girdi.bende metine .başladık sikmeye inlemelerimiz ankara escort bayan harikaydı göt delikleride öyle…sonra hülya metinle 69 yaptı ben metinden hiç çıkmadım hülya ise kocasını sikerken seyrediyordu altımda bazen metinin bosta kalan sikini bazen benim bosta kalan ve sallanan tasaklarımı yalıyordu.bir ara çıkartıp sikimi ağzına verdim sonrada metinin göt deliğini yaladı tekrar soktum.ve sokar sokmaz basladım bosalmaya ahh…harika dedi kocası..sonra metini sikini yalamaya basladı..bende 31 çekerek tekrar sikimi kaldırdım ..bu manzara karsısında acaip azmıştım metine “karının göt deliği harikaydı tadı damağımda kaldı tekrar sikmem istiyorum dedim“hülya hemen önümde domaldı..ben göt deliğine soktum bu sefer metin alta yattı ve tasaklarmı karısının amcığını yalamaya başladı..ben bir amcığı bir göt deliği bir metinin ağzına veriyordum..ohhh harikaydı doğrusu ve bu ortamda tam hülyanın amcığına siktim ve acaip bir şekilde içinde patladım taşan döllerimi metin yaladı …ve tekrar banyo yapıp evden tekrar görüşmek üzere ayrıldım.bu üçlü ilişkimiz taki onlar başka bir ile taşınınca kadar sürdü…şimdi tekrar böyle bir ortam arıyorum.gizliliğe önem veren fantezi sever.kız,dul,yaşlı,transexuel.eşcinsel ve ya özellikle karı koca.illa kocanın bisexule olmasına gerek yok tabi:))cevaplarınızı mailime beklerim.sevgılerımleGönderen: ESMERDELİKANLI

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Merhaba ben Hakan ve bu Siteyi bayadan beri takip ediyorum ve süper oluyor . Ben 16 Yasindayim mavi gözlü ve Siyah sacliyim.Ben Avusturya da yasiyorum. Simdi hemen hikayeme geleyim.Gecen Yaz ailemle Türkiyeye gitme karari aldik ve Agustosun kacinda bilmiyorum Türkiyeye Tatile gittik.Beni Türkiyede süper bir Kuzenim bekliyordu. Futbol oynadigi icin süper bir Vüsudu vardi ve cok seksi bir götü vardi. Her gördügümde sikimi sokasim geliyordu fakat ben böyle duygularimin oldugunu kimseye söylemiyordum. Ucaktan indigimizde ilk isimiz babaannemin yanina gittik Ilk Hafta Aile Ziyaretleriyle gecti. Kuzenimle ,kendisi 17 yasindadir, ayni evde aturduklarmiz icin yinede her gü görüsürdük ve cogu geceler berabeer gecirirdik. Bir gün ben onlarda kaldim. Baska yatak olmadigi icinn , ve ben oturma odasinda yatmak istemedigim icin , onunla bursa escort ayni Yatakta yatacagim karar verildi. Ben mutluluktan dörtköseydim. O gün de gece cok erken oldu ve onun ailesi yatmaya gitti ve biz de onun odasina gectik.cünkü onun Odasindada TV vardi ve VCD player da vardi. TV de birsey olmayinca Kuzenim Emrah da Porno bakalim mi diye sordu . ben de evet dedim ve kücük bir kutudan birkac VCD cikardi. Haman ilkini cikardi ve koydu. Bir kadin müthis bir sekilde adamin büyük sikini sivizliyordu ve sonrada agzina alip emiyordu. Benimki fisek gibi büyüdü Emrah görür diye önüme eyildim. Fakat ona baktigimda onunki de havadaydi.Pantolonun altindan bile cok büyük görünüyurdu onunki. Benimki de bir 18 cm kücük sayilmasada onunki bir 20 -22 falan vardi herhalde. Birden bana rahatlamami söyledi ve utanilacak birseyin olmadigini anlatti bursa escort bayan ve pantolonunu indirdi. Bende pantolonumu indirdim . Ikimiz de boxershortlaarimizla kaldik.Film birden konu degistirdi ve erkekle kadin yerine iki Erkek birbiriyle sevismeye basladi. Ben sasirmis vaziyette Emraha baktim ve sok oldum . Emrah koskocaman yarragiyla ciplak önümde otturuyordu. Siki müthis büyüktü. Sikimden birkac damla akmaya basladi. Emrah da bana “Oglum rahat olsana lan. Üstünü soy sana.” dedi. ve ben Boxershortumu da cikardim. Süper bir duyguydu ikimiz de ciplak. Ardindan yanima geldi ve benimkini 31 cekmeye basladi. Bende gelecegimin sinyalini ona verdim ve o birkac dakika durdu. Ardindan ben önüne eyildim ve sikini agzima aldim. Süper bir feelingdi . sonra oda bos durmamak icin 69 pozisonuna gectik. Ben cildirmak üzereydim. escort bursa Birden neredeyse ayni anda bosaldik. Onun Spermlerini yutmak müthis bir duyguydu. Sonra Yumurtalarini yaladiktan sonra onu cömelttim ve götdeligini yaladim. Oda bana dur dedi ve banyodan crem getirdi . Fakat ben onun o daracik deligini yalamak icin kac senedir bekliyordum. Ve devam ettim benimki yine Kalkmaya baslamisti ve Emrahin o süper götüne Asi yapmak istiyordu. Emrah da bana yalvarmaya baslamisti cabuk girmem icin. Bende Crem aldim elime sürdüm Yarragima ve götdeligine. Ve yavascak girdim götdeligine. O acidan yasdiklari isirmaya basladi . Ben köklediktensonra o kisa bir inilti cikardi ama hemen sustu . Bende ileri geriye baslamistim. Artik iniltilerimi tutamaz hale gelmistim . Emrah da aci dindikten sonre sikini sivizlamaya baslamisti. Ben süper keyif aliyordum. Emrah da. Iniltilerinden belli oluyordu. Sonra onu birkac dakika siktikten sonra icine bosaldim. Ardindan Emrah da kendi üstüne bosaldi. Ogünden sonra da Tatilde birkac kere sikismistik, bazen ben onu, gazen o beni Gönderen: süpergay

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