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Slm arkadaslar ismim Hakan selçukta oturuyorum.hıkayem yasamıs oldugum bır hıkaye yanı uydurma olan hıcbır yer yok.Herkes gıbı bende bırseyler paylasayım dedımfazla uzatmak ıstemıyorum.Gecen yaz arkadasımla sahıle bıra ıcmeye gıtmıstık.Alkolun verdıgı etkıyle kocaeli escort ıkımızde de bıraz seks ıstegı vardı.Arkadas bana hadı gıdelım karı sıkelım dedı.Bende para olmadıgını soyledım.Buna karsılık arkadasım da bana hep boyle zamanda azıyom anasını satayım para kocaeli escort bayan varken aklıma gelmez zaten dedı.Ona takılmak ıcın o kadar ıstıyorsan gel sakso cek bana dedım.Karsılıgında da bana sende bana cekersen olur dedı.Cok sasırmıstım ve durakladım.Bana hıckımseye izmit escort anlatmayız olur bıter dedı.Bende kabul ettım ve sakın bıryere gıttık arabayla.Fermarımı actı ve basladı saksoya.Boşalacagım zaman haber verdım ve elıyle devam ettırdı.Aynı sekılde bende ona sakso cektım.Olayın ılgınc yanı cok hoşuma gıttı.Simdi ise kendıme bu tarz sadece oral yonden ılışkıye gırebılecegım arkadaslar arıyorum.Benım gıbı oral seven sakso cekmek ıstıyen arkadaslar bana yazabılır.Gönderen: Privatefriend

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Herkese merhaba. ben tolga 20yaşındayım ve bursadan yazıyorum. bir gün evde yalnız başıma otururken acayip azmıştım. sürekli hayallerimi süsleyen mahallenin olgunlarından ayla teyze (41 yaşında) aklıma geldi ve ssikim yine şaha kalktı. o güne kadar bie iki kere olgun bayanlarla beraber olmuştum. ama ayla teyzeyi anlatmaya sözler yetmez bir kadın o kadar mı çekici olur. neyse ben ayla teyzeyi düşünerek sikimle oynamaya başladım. ve 2 hafta önce oğlunu evlendirirken düğünde giydiği gece elbisesinin içinde ne kadar seksi olduğunu düşünüyodum. oğlu evlenip ayrı bi eve taşınınca ayla teyze kocasıyla yalnız yaşamaya başlamıştı. bende belki bişiler olur diye üstemi çeki düzen verip sokağa attım kendimi. ayla teyzelerin apartmanın önünden geçerken kapının açık olduğunu gördüm. içeri girdim biri görürse anneme bakmaya geldim dicektim :). sonra kapıyı yavaşça kapayıp yukarı çıkacaktım fakat bodrumdan sesler geliyodu. birilerinin sikiştiği çok rahat belli olyodu ama karanlıktan seçemiyordum onlarda beni görecek durumda değillerdi. ben beton direklerin arkasına saklanarak onları izlemeye başladım kadın apartmandan biriydi sesi tanıdıktı ama adam kimdi zayıf bir adamdı. bi ara kadının harikasın osman sik beni amımı parçala erkeğim kocam benim diye inliyodu. mahallede osman diye biri yoktu. haklıydım adam yabancıydı sonra adam da aylam benim dediği anda ben boşalmaya başladım senelerdir hayallerimi süsleyen ayla gözlerimin önünde başka bi adamla sikişiyodu bi ara o kadar kendilerinden geçtiler ki ayla teyzenin oğlum beni bırakıp gitti ama ben kendimi siktirecek birini buldum demesiyle şok üstüne şok yaşıyodum. meğer bizim pezevenk murat annesini sikiyodu. bunları duyduğum çok iyi oldu. ben boşaldıktan sonra sikim hiç inmedi ve ben sikimle oynamaya ankara escort devam ettim çünkü adam acayip gaza gelmiş çok kötü sikiyodu aylayı. ayla orgazm olmaya başladı bu belliydi çünkü geliyorum diye yırtıyodu kendini :). o surada adamda evet aşkım bütün döllerimi akıtçam amına hepsini 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olmadığını biliyodum tolga” dedi ve boynuma sarıldı. sonra bana herşeyi anlatmasını istedim. kocası hiç iyi bi sikici değilmiş. daha ben sormadan kendini oğluna siktirdiğini söyledi ve 2 hafta önce evlenince bal ayında olduğu için osman denen adamı bulmuş kendine sikici olarak. ona çok güvenmiyorum ama yapacak bişeyim yoktu dedi. ben bu arada saçlarını ve yüzünü okşuyodum. o anlatmaya çalışırken boynundan hafif kendime çekerek dudaklarına bi öpücük kondurdum ve seni senelerdir escort ankara arzuluyorum bundan sonra bana güvenebilirsin dedim çok mutlu gözüküyodu yine yavaş bi şekilde öpüşmeye başladık harika dudakları vardı ve öpüşmeyi çok iyi biliyordu öpüşürken göğüslerini yoğuruyodum ön sevişmeyi uzun tutp onu çıldırtmak istiyodum ve yarım saat yaladım boynunu memelerini amının etrafını ama kesinlikle amına dokunmadım. sonra üzerideki buluzu ve altındaki taytını çıkarıp aşağılara indim külodunu yavaşça çkardım amının yeni sikildiği çok barizdi. amından sular geliyodu ve tam amının etrafına dağılırken yalıyordum ayla çıldırmaya başlamıştı istediğim oluyodu sok artık tolga hadi erkeğim sikicim benim sik artık beni diyodu o sıralar saat 16 falandı. tuhafiye dukkanları vardı ve kocası hergün dükkanda olurdu bu yüzden rahattım. ben aylanın amının etrafını yalarken ayla kafamı amının üstüne çekmeye çalışıyodu artık benimde dayanacak gücüm kalmadı amını attığım ilk dil darbesinde titremeye başladı yalayacağım noktaları çok iyi bildiğim için ilk dil darbemi klitorisine yapıp hafif bastırıp içime çektim. ayla kendinden geçmişti ve 45 dk dır sevişiyoduk. biraz daha yaladım ve ayağa kalktım ayla koltukta kendinden geçmişçesine hayatımda böyle yalayanını görmedim diye inliyordu sen artık benimsin gibi sözler sarfediyodu. bende seni zevkin doruklarına çıkaracağım canım dedim birden ayağa kalktı benim boyum 1.85 ve o da bğyğk ihtimalle 1.70 vardır. sonra o da benim t-shirt ümü ve kısa kadife şortumu çıkardı sikim kazık gibi olmuştu. ve eğilip ağzına soktu dil darbeleri 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Merhaba ben 17 yaşında bir gayim.Ben hayatım boyunca kimi istemişsem hep sahip oldum.mesala 6. sınıfta çok yakışıklı bir genci istiyor arzuluyordum her gece onun beni sikmesini düşlüyordum ve bir gün dersteyken yanyana oturuyorduk ben elimi yavaş yavaş omun sikine götürüyordum ve en sonunda elime almış okşuyordum o ise hiç negatif tepki bursa escort vermedi her ders okşatıyordu özellikle beden derslerinde.2. si halamın oğlu bizde kalıyordu ben onu arzuluyordum bir gece yattığı yere gidip okşamaya başladım sikini oda uyanıktı ve tepki göstermiyordu ileri ki günlerde o istiyordu ben de veriyordum.hatta yalatıyordu. bursa escort bayan 3. sü dayımın oğlunu arzuluyordum bir gece ya nında yatarken sikini okşamaya başladım tabiki o tepki göstermedi ve ileriki günlerde o istedi. 4.sü 8. sınıfta yakışıklı bir oğlanı arzuladım dağlara geziden döndüğümüzde onun yanında oturup sikini okşadım ve ilerde escort bursa sevişmeye devam ettik. 5.si işte bunu hiç unutamam annemin amcasının oğlu (çok yakışıklı kızlar peşinden koşuyor) 2-3 kere gece onu istediğimi gösterdim en sonunda kabul edeceği vakit tatilden dönmek zorunda kaldım.Ama başımı onun göğsüne yasladıktan sonra ayrıldım. 1. ve 5. kişileri hiç unutamam bunların biri askerde diğeri meçhul şimdi yanımda olsalar deli gibi üstlrine atlarım.Şimdide bunu okuyanların bana haber göndermelerini istiyorum çünkü onlara yazacağım çok şey [email protected]önderen: libratenor

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Luckily it was the work week again, and I had three new heavy-duty projects with rush deadlines come in early Monday morning. Thankfully also I’m the type of guy who can compartmentalize. Like completely lock down and separate parts of your brain compartmentalize, because while I’ve always known I lean toward bent, as far as Stephanie was concerned, I was feeling more and more perverted. Bordering on ‘I was concerned if I let my brain run wild eventually it would run toward you should lock me up’ perverted.

And I didn’t care.

So I did what any respectful step-father would do.

I avoided her.

This worked pretty well Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. I kept my office door shut. I worked long hours. I focused like a motherfucker.

Thursday I hit a snag. She wasn’t rushing around the kitchen in the morning like usual while I was eating breakfast, but truthfully I didn’t notice. About 10 a.m. I heard some movement in the hall. She must have taken the day off from work.

Fuck.

Focus, Tom. Back to work. I had deadlines to meet.

So much for compartmentalizing. It was only Thursday. Yes, part of me knew there were reasons I should resist her, tell her I would never sleep with her again. But the truth was it was a hell of a lot more than sex or proximity or any of her great traits that was wearing my reluctance so thin. It was all of her, the total package, the big picture. I was falling for her.

I wanted to do something nice for her, romantic, not be an old letch.

Unfortunately she was home, which was beyond distracting, and I didn’t know what she was planning. I had a feeling she was up to no good. I stayed barricaded in my office.

I usually eat lunch around twelve, but still hearing her move around the house I decided to pass. About three o’clock my stomach started to rumble. I’m not going to fucking work on an empty stomach. I’ll be damned if I’m going to let my step-daughter control my actions. I walked into the hall—no Stephanie in sight. I went to the kitchen and fixed myself a can of beef-tomato-vegetable soup. Aah. Totally hit the spot. I opened the paper to the sections I hadn’t read at breakfast, semi-absentmindedly spooning soup into my mouth while reading about some mucky-muck merger.

I heard heels clicking. I turned around. My eyes bugged out of my head. I dropped my spoon and coughed so hard I spit out a mouthful of soup and snorted some out of my nose.

“Holy shit! Steph!”

I blinked hard. She was wearing a modified Catholic school-girl uniform. A tight white button-down shirt, opened low and tied-up high, a blue and green plaid pleated skirt hemmed up to the top of her thighs, black and white… what the fuck do they call them? Saddle shoes, but with a little bit of a heel. And fucking pig tails. Two really high, even pig tails. I slowly looked her up and down and back up and down again. Fantastic cleavage. Creamy expanse of smooth stomach. Long legs looking longer in the short skirt.

She put the tip of her forefinger in her mouth and looked at me sheepishly.

I waited for my galloping heartbeat to return to normal. It didn’t.

“Holy fucking crap, Stephanie, what the fuck are you doing?”

Her face fell a little bit.

“What am I doing?” she asked in a little girl voice, as if she was confused by my reaction.

Like I didn’t know what she was doing. She looked about sixteen. I had to remind myself that she was a grown woman. I had to remind my brain that she was a grown woman. My cock didn’t give a shit.

“You don’t like it?” She asked in even more of a little girl voice, a seeking approval voice.

Oh yeah. I like it. I like it a lot.

She waited.

I made her wait longer. Then I crooked my finger at her.

“Come here, baby doll,” I said.

“You didn’t come back to me,” she said in a pouty voice as she walked to me. “I had to do something.”

I pushed my chair back from the table. When she got to me I grabbed her and settled her so she was sitting across my lap. I nuzzled my nose into her neck. She smelled like baby powder.

“Devious, Stephanie. Really devious.”

She wriggled her ass in my lap a little bit. I clamped a hand down firmly on her hip to still her. I was going to have to be careful with this one.

“Honey,” I said slowly. “It was good to have some space. I wasn’t not going to come back to you. I was just waiting for the weekend.”

She nodded.

I massaged the back of her neck and slowed my breathing down until she automatically matched her breathing to mine. I stroked those great, silky pig tails. Her hair had gotten longer. I rubbed slow circles on her middle back until she melted against me.

“That’s it, baby,” I said.

“I just wanted you back,” she said.

“You hadn’t lost me, Steph.”

I caressed the smooth skin between her collarbones illegal bahis and her cleavage, occasionally dipping for a second toward the top of her breasts. I pulled her even closer into my chest, marveling at the way we fit. It had been so long since I’d had a woman. So damn long. And I wanted to do right by Stephanie, I really did. I didn’t want to rush her. Despite the fact that she was sitting on my lap like a dirty old man’s fantasy.

I kept up the slow figure eight pattern on her upper chest until she was nice and relaxed. Which made me happy. But that wasn’t how I really wanted her was it?

I untied the front of her shirt. And stared at the plainest, most innocent white bra I’d ever seen.

I groaned.

And… it had a front snap. Bless her heart.

I unsnapped it one-handed and pushed it open, just a little bit, letting the view of the sides of her breasts tease me. The shirt and bra caught on the curves of her breasts, so that just a strip of skin down the middle of her body showed. It was incredibly hot, just the sides of her breast barely showing, the material clinging to her.

I didn’t think I could get much harder, but I was, growing underneath that sweet ass.

“Thank you for this gift, baby,” I whispered in her ear.

“I saw you from the school yard,” she said in an even younger tone. Oh God, was she really going to play this that far? “And I wanted you to teach me… everything.”

I groaned again.

Oh yeah. I’ll teach you all right.

I put my hand under the flap of her open shirt and traced her nipple through the part of her bra that was still clinging to her.

She jerked a little like it was a new sensation to her.

God I liked it.

I’m a perverted fuck.

I peeled her bra back and rolled her nipple between my fingers, watching it pop up in my hand.

Oh yeah. I am going to fuck you so hard you are going to beg me to stop. Too late now, little girl. You got yourself into this.

I pinched her nipples a little harder.

She made a little noise, a sound between a moan and a whimper.

“So nice. So reactive,” I said. I started breathing heavy, all my pent-up days of want threatening to barrel down on me. I reined myself in.

“I’m going to open this a little more, baby doll,” I said gently, and opened her shirt and bra more, freeing her breasts.

“That’s what I like,” I said.

I scraped my teeth down her neck and she shivered.

“Play with them,” I said.

Her eyes got wide like saucers. “You want me to… touch myself?”

I almost laughed because her innocent act was so overdone, but she was arching her upper back, and it was too hot for laughter.

I leaned back a little and let her see the heat in my eyes. “Yes. That’s what I want.” I made my voice hard and commanding. “Do it.”

She did, and it was like the hottest porno I’ve ever seen—times ten.

I pulled her legs open and slid my hand up her thigh. I reached her upper thigh, and I could feel the heat radiating off her. I resisted the desire to throw her down on the floor.

I slipped my hands a little higher, just barely into her outer folds. She was already soaked. The excitement spiked through me, rocketing from my toes to my cock. I had to grit my teeth to make myself remove my hand.

“Get down on your knees and blow me,” I commanded.

“I—”

“Do it.”

“I don’t know how.”

I smiled at her. “I’ll teach you.”

She kneeled down in front of me. Her expression was shy, tentative. She had trouble opening my jeans with the pressure I was pushing up from the inside of my fly, but I didn’t help her; I let her struggle. When she pulled my cock free it sprang up, immediately getting even harder and longer as she blinked in awe at it.

“Is it all the way on?” she asked.

That’s it. We both cracked up. And just like that she was out of the role and back to being Stephanie again. She was so into it she meant it when she said it, but she cracked herself up so hard she broke her trance. Stephanie shook herself, rearranged her face like she’d never seen a penis before, and touched near the rim tentatively.

“Is it all the way on?” she repeated.

Why don’t you find out little girl?

“No,” I said. “It will get harder and bigger. If you follow instructions.”

“Really?”

“If you do it right,” I said.

“How?” she asked.

“Lick your hand,” I said.

She darted her tongue out to the back of her hand and gave it a little lick.

“Noooo,” I said, holding my palm out. “Look at me. Lick all the way up your palm in one wet, thick draw.”

She did what she was told.

“Now wrap your hand around my cock.”

She did, very gently.

“You can hold it more firmly than that,” I said.

She pressed a tiny bit more firmly.

“Harder.”

“I illegal bahis siteleri won’t break it?”

I smiled down at her. “You won’t break it.”

Stephanie tightened up her hand just the right amount.

“Good girl.”

She looked up at me waiting to hear what to do next.

“Put your mouth over me, down until you reach your hand.”

Hearing myself say this to her turned me on even more. A drop of pre-cum pearled up and hovered on the tip.

“What does it taste like?” she asked in a juvenile voice filled with curiosity and wonder, as if she were asking herself.

My voice went into a low growl. “Why don’t you find out?”

She reached out one finger, gingerly.

“Nooooo…” I said.

Fast as a whip I lunged at her. I grabbed that finger hard and pushed it away while with the other hand I wrapped one pig tail around my fist and yanked her head nearer to my cock.

I used her hair like a handle to drag her even closer.

She slanted her eyes up to me.

“Not with your finger.”

I couldn’t believe I was doing this.

She stretched the very tip of her tongue up and lapped up that drop.

I closed my eyes to fight against the rising need at the sight of her. I released her hair.

She tasted me again and made a smacking sound.

“It’s….”

I opened my eyes and looked at her.

“Salty.”

“Do you like it?” I found myself asking.

She nodded vigorously.

Very, very vigorously.

Oh fuck.

“Blow me, Stephanie.”

She looked at me. “Do I wrap my lips around my teeth? Where do I put my tongue?”

I closed my eyes again. Told myself that concentrating on instruction would calm me down.

It didn’t.

“You wrap your top lip around your teeth a little. Put your tongue flat on the underside of my cock. Don’t think about it so much. Just do it.” I palmed the back of her head and pressed her toward my cock. She touched the very tip with her tongue before she slowly took me in until her lips slid down until she met the top of her hand.

Fuck yeah.

“Now move your hand and—”

But she was already moving her mouth and hand up and down together. My eyes rolled back in my head. Best blow job ever.

Then she stopped.

“Is that okay?”

“Yeah, baby doll. That’s okay.”

I pressed her back to where she was. I closed my eyes for a second, thinking about her. “Tighten up on the suction a tiny bit,” I said.

She did.

“That’s it baby, oh fuck, Stephanie, yeah, like that.”

She instinctively started to go faster and faster, and my balls seized up.

My whole body tightened up like a spring with the need to fuck her mouth.

“Slow down, baby.”

But she went faster, and I felt on the verge of losing everything, my sanity included.

“Slow it down.”

I grabbed her pig tails and yanked her off me way harder than I had meant to.

“Stop!”

“Did I do something wrong? I did something wrong.”

“No honey, you didn’t.”

I crouched in front of her. “No baby, you didn’t.”

“Then why did you st—”

I put my finger over her lips.

“You were too good,” I said. “And I wanted some left for this.” I stood up and pulled her up with me. I smacked her hands down on the edge of the table and walked behind her. I pressed my front against her backside. “And this,” I said. I stepped back and grabbed her hips and yanked her until she had her arms extended, her back even with the table, that gorgeous high firm ass facing me. God I loved looking at her like this, a perfect fucking from behind position. I caressed that amazing curve in her spine. I reached under her short skirt and pulled her white panties down, very slowly. I pushed her low back down a little, arching her.

I lifted just the very edge of her skirt, seeing how glistening wet she was and lined up the head of my cock with her folds.

“Wait!” she cried. “There’s something I haven’t told you,” she said quietly.

“What?” I asked.

“I’m a virgin,” she whispered.

Oh God.

I plunged into her.

*

Chapter 4

I paused, just like I would have done if I were in a virgin and waiting for her to adjust to the new sensation.

“It’s crazy with you, Steph, fucking crazy.”

She twisted around and grinned at me, a truly wicked grin. She clamped her pussy muscles around my cock.

Aaaaaah, fuck.

She was done playing the shy virgin apparently. But still hot as hell. I grabbed onto her hips, cranking my grip down hard, and pounding in and out with long strokes. Her moaning noises were amazing. Incredibly, I had a moment of sanity. I remembered this was not all about me, about my pleasure, about my cock. I reached around until I could finger her clit at the same time and the pitch of her noises got canlı bahis siteleri a lot higher.

Now that’s better.

Except she clenched her tightness around me harder, and oh shit, she was so hot. Something in my heart broke loose. All my crazy will I, won’t I, should I, I shouldn’t, I want to, it’s not right, flew way out the window got pulverized to dust.

We barreled toward our climaxes like one crazy flying phoenix. I was sweating and grunting and she was making this high-pitched moan. She came first, thank God, and I came a second after her, then promptly collapsed on top of her like some Neanderthal.

“Baby doll,” I said.

“Mmmn,” she said.

I pulled out as gently as I could.

I love you, I thought. But I didn’t say anything. Saying I love you right after hot gorilla monkey sex isn’t exactly the kind of timing for a profession of love that really lays the beauty of the moment on a girl.

And if there was anything in the world I wanted, it was to do right by her.

“Baby doll,” I said again. I just picked her up in my arms and cradled her to my chest. I carried her back to her room as if she weighed almost nothing.

“I don’t even know what to say to you, Sweetheart,” I said. “You are freaking gorgeous, and amazing in bed, and holy hell, an old man’s wet dream hot.”

I put her down gently once I got to her room and took off her shoes. “I… I know we need to talk but I think you fucked all the thinking-talking cells out of me for now.”

She smiled.

“Seriously Stephanie, I don’t want to seem like an asshole. I can’t take any more of my inner flip-flopping. How much I want you is driving me crazy, may always drive me crazy. I know it’s not like I helped raise you at all, so it’s not like I’m really…”

Stephanie put her finger to my lips. Thank God because I don’t know what the hell else I was going to say.

“We’re here. We’re adults. We should enjoy what we have.”

I lay back down and cuddled her to me. “I will never, never do wrong by you if I can help it, Steph.”

“I know.”

“Don’t ever where that outfit again,” I said.

She looked at me, wide-eyed, like a doe caught in headlights.

“Just don’t, it’s too much. I’m not sure my heart can take it.”

She smiled, wide and happy, showing off perfect teeth.

My body cooled and a heavy feeling settled over me that it was unlikely that something like this could ever last. We had become good friends, and great roommates. We had a lot in common. Now we had powerful lust and a few sessions of great sex. But facts were facts. I came from a traditional household where you didn’t mack on your dead wife’s daughter, much less fuck her.

Face it, this wasn’t a one-time slip. This was a relationship.

I turned on my side to face her.

I kissed her as tenderly as I could.

The fierce desire to keep her safe roared up in me. I wanted to build her a fortress, a nest egg, put her in my will.

“Baby, I should get up and get back to work.”

“Okay,” she said in a tired voice.

“Do you want a glass of water or anything?”

“Mm-hmn.”

I got a glass of water from the kitchen, brought it to her, and watched her drink it. I felt like I should say something but I didn’t know what to say.

“You’re absolutely beautiful, Steph.”

“Mmn.” She turned away from me and pulled the blanket up to her chin.

What the hell was I going to do?

“I’ll make dinner tonight,” I said.

“Okay,” she said.

“Love you, baby,” I said kissing her forehead. Did I just say that?

She looked at me at that one and smiled. “Love you too, Tom.”

Holy fucking hell but I was in deep. Balls to the wall, cement shoes to the ocean floor and then some deep.

I pet the top of her head, brushed her hair off her forehead. Her breathing got deeper. I bit the inside of my cheek.

Life was weird. I wanted to shower her with diamonds and make sure she never was in harm’s way. I shook my head at myself as I left her room.

I just knew I wanted more. That was probably the best fuck of my life. And it satisfied me like nothing ever had. But at the same time, like an addict, I wanted a constant supply, more and more and more. My dick gave one quick throb at the idea of how willing she’d been, that soon enough, I’d be able to have her again.

What the hell was tomorrow going to be like, and the day after tomorrow?

Fuck.

I was going to focus on work. And get a cardiovascular check-up. With any luck I was going to need it.

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Intro: The exploits of a man whose given name fit him perfectly, Randy, and he certainly was that. He was a high-school history teacher and coach until he hit the lottery and retired early at 52. While he was not averse to returning flirtatious quips from the girls in his classes, he did avoid giving in to the urge, telling the more enticing of them to, “come see me after you graduate.” Some did, but these stories deal with his life after hitting it big and building two houses; one along a river bluff 45 miles inland from the Atlantic Ocean and another on a secluded portion of the Northern Outer Banks, both equipped with playrooms. And he still had over a hundred million to spare. All characters are 18+ years of age. All stories can stand alone, but reading the series gives added insights and descriptions as it unfolds.

Synopsis: Teen blonde revisits her step-uncle for more teaching with some bondage sex.

May, 2016 – River House

Halley was a ball of nervous energy. It had been five weeks since her encounter with her step-great uncle. They had spent an afternoon together after he had caught her and her boyfriend in a fumbling attempt at lovemaking (see previous story). The now ex-boyfriend had turned out to be gay, something the uncle had revealed to them both and then he had essentially blackmailed her into having sex with him. But Halley did not feel violated and wasn’t mad at him at all.

Instead she felt curious, and intrigued, and horny. She had spent most of the first two weeks struggling with the situation, pondering what to do and how she should feel. She and the uncle were not blood-related, they were only family due to second marriages between her grandmother and his brother, so she did not feel any shame from incest. She did not mind the 36-year age difference between them because it wasn’t like they were going to get married; she knew that if she decided to continue that it would be just for the fucking and in her limited experience, he certainly knew how to do that. He had said he would teach her, about sex and about herself.

The sex had been like nothing she had ever imagined and certainly not like the few times she had fucked boys her age. No, her uncle Randy’s cock was huge, and he knew how to use it and how to manipulate her body to the first real orgasm of her young life.

In the third week she had decided that she would ask to go back at least one more time to visit him and she began to experiment with the dildo he had given her that she kept hidden between the mattress and box spring of her bed.

Every night she would use it to masturbate and stretch her pussy and then she would suck on the head to get used to something in her throat as well. It made her tremble and it made her feel good; but it never made her feel the way that Randy had when he fucked her.

That weekend she made a clandestine trip to a neighboring city, couldn’t have anyone spot her, and made purchases there of a dozen thongs in various colors and styles even though she was nervous the entire time. She also went to a spa and got all her pubic hair removed. This was even more of an anxious experience for her, but the lady there was very professional and comforting and told Halley that with her fine hair it would probably be six weeks before it started to grow back.

During the fourth week she dug out the burner phone he had given her from its hiding place and texted him and asked if she could come over the next week and have him help her fill out her financial aid forms for college. She did not mention any other reason for wanting to visit. When he did not reply right away her anxiety pegged and she began to wonder if she had made a mistake.

She did not cry easily, but was on the verge of tears when an hour later the phone dinged, and she shook as she looked at the text.

“Sure thing. Bring all info needed & we’ll get it done. Friday at 5pm.”

The text ended with a smiley face and Halley’s anxiety melted until she realized that Friday at 5 was a week away.

She had spent that last week in a state of simmering anxiety as she fretted about a number of things.

‘Would he like her purchases and wax job?’

‘Would they fuck?’

‘Could he get it all the way in her?’

‘Did she want him to?’

‘What if he’s changed his mind?’

‘Would she be able to take all of him when she deep throated him this time?’

‘Would he approve?’

All that continued to be on her mind as she was parking her car in his driveway. She had spent two days debating what to wear, finally settling on a white scooped neck mini-dress and sandals with a white thong underneath and no bra. For the first time ever, as she checked herself in the mirror before leaving home, she had thought she looked sexy.

Randy greeted her at the door, and they had a brief hug before he looked at the laptop in her arms and asked, “It’s all online?”

“Yes,” she answered.

“Well let’s go in dining room and get you hooked up to the Wi-Fi and she what illegal bahis we’ve got,” and he let her lead the way.

They sat at a corner of the table and after Halley had booted the laptop up, he turned it to himself and accessed his Wi-Fi. It took a little over 30 minutes to complete the process and Randy was all business. No flirting and no innuendo. Halley was becoming disconcerted, she had prepared and looked forward to this day and dressed to the nines and yet here Randy was acting like nothing had happened between them.

Closing the last of the completed forms on the screen, he looked at her and smiled, “Well, there you go, all set. You should hear back from them sometime in June.”

“Thanks,” Halley responded, her mouth in all but a frown.

“Something wrong Halley,” he inquired.

“Yes. I,” and she paused and looked down at her hands on the table and paused before diving in, “I thought you wanted me. I, I’m confused I guess.”

Randy did not respond immediately, but after a moment he placed his hand on hers, “Oh baby, I do want you. But you should know that words mean things. I told you that you have to decide if you want to continue and tell me,” and she opened her mouth to interrupt only to be stopped by his upheld finger.

He dug in his pocket and retrieved his phone, tapped a few keys and then turned it for her to read. It was her text to him, asking only to come over and fill out the forms. “You said nothing about wanting to continue with me. I took you at your words. Now, have you come to a decision?”

“Yes,” she beamed as she said it, “I want you to teach me.”

“What about Brandon?”

A smaller, pained smile creased her face, “Irrelevant, we haven’t spoken since, well, since you know.”

Randy opened the browser on her laptop and did a quick search, selected a picture from the search and saved it, making it the background before turning the computer back to her.

She bent her head to it and read aloud.

“Someone asked me today why I push myself when I train. I push myself to break through any perceived barriers I’ve unconsciously set in my own mind. To remember only I set the limit of what I am capable of. I push myself because it sends a signal to my whole body that I am alive.”

When she looked back at Randy with a look of bewilderment, he told her, “I found that by accident about a week after I brought you here. It was written about exercise, about working out, but when I first read it, I substituted the words ‘have sex’ for ‘train’ and thought of you. I want you to push through any sexual barriers you have put up. I want you to understand that only you can limit what you are capable of sexually. That if you push yourself, sex will never be boring, and your body will always let you know that you are alive. That is what I would teach you Halley. But, and it’s a big but, it is not about what I want. It is only about what you want.”

“I’m ready,” she said without flinching.

“I can tell,” and he nodded at her chest.

Halley looked down and realized her nipples were hard and poking the fabric of her dress out like tent poles. She caressed them with both hands for a few moments and then laughed, telling him, “You know, a month ago I would have never dared do that, with anybody, not even alone.”

He just smiled at her, “You know that I took it easy on you last time, I tend to play rough.”

“I kinda figured. Took me a week before I wasn’t sore the first go ’round. It’s okay. I want it. I been practicing with that little gift you gave me,” and she gave him a mischievous look.

“Stand up,” he ordered and when she did, “Turn around.” She did.

Anticipating what he wanted, she held her long blonde hair on top of her head as he unzipped her dress and let it fall from her shoulders. As Halley released her hair, he reached around and pulled her back into him by cupping and squeezing her breasts. She closed her eyes and sighed as he nuzzled her neck and let his hands drop.

“Let’s see how well you’ve practiced,” and she heard his pants unzip.

Halley twirled around and stepped out of her dress, stooping to pick it up. Randy put a hand on her head and held her there stooped over and a moment later she understood and sunk to her knees. He took the dress from her and put it on the table while she looked to find his meaty ten inches in her face as he had stepped out of his pants.

As she took hold of it by the base, Randy removed his shirt and then put his hands lightly on her head. “Go slow to start, this is gonna be harder than before because your head isn’t hanging off the bed. The angle is different,” and she began getting his cock wet with her tongue.

She took the head into her mouth with little effort and began to work it in and out. As she stoked the base, she took more and more into her mouth until she reached the back and then sucked hard on his penis, eliciting a sigh from Randy. The positive reinforcement had the desired effect as Halley then pushed past her gag reflex illegal bahis siteleri spot with a minimum of trouble, pausing only briefly to let a small retch settle and then pushing on, maintaining the suction.

She closed her eyes and dropped the hand from his shaft, placing both around his thighs and using them as leverage as she took more of him down her throat.

Randy concentrated to stand still while looking down on her. He thought of how wonderful she looked as a cockslut while he stared at her upper lip stretched over his cock. The first stirrings began in his balls then and he cursed to himself for not wearing a cockring.

When Halley had managed all but the last two inches, she held herself on his dick for a good 30 seconds, before backing off and taking a break, sitting on her butt with her legs tucked under her and tilting her head to look up at his cock as she used both hands to stroke it.

She had her mouth open in wonder and her eyes focused entirely on his cock, drool stringing from her mouth unattended. The word that came to Randy was ravenous as he watched her. He dared not speak, lest he intrude on this moment as she communed with the object of her desire.

Without preamble Halley rose from her knees and took it down her throat again, pivoting her head as she began to work it hard. In no time she was face-fucking herself and Randy closed his eyes. The liquid sounds as she forced his cock down her throat almost set him off and after a few minutes he looked at her and her eyes were open and watching him as she moved her head on and off all but the last two inches of his cock and he couldn’t hold back any longer.

When she felt his first twitch, she took his cock from her mouth and directed his cumshot onto her face and chest. A string of sperm shot diagonally from above her right eye, across the bridge of her nose and onto her left cheek. Another decorated her right clavicle and down between her 32Bs with the large puffy nipples.

Randy reached down to help her to her feet and, without a word, guided her up the nearby spiral staircase to his playroom, stopping by the bathroom upstairs to grab a towel for her to clean up a little.

On the trip up the steps he admired how her ass cheeks were split by the new tiny white thong that she wore. He decided then that she deserved a spanking.

When they entered the playroom and the doors swished closed, she turned to look at him and spoke for the first time since she had hit her knees downstairs. In a raspy voice she said, “I remember that sound scaring me the first time I heard it,” and she placed her hand at her throat and looked down.

“It’s the blow job. Sometimes it causes a temporary rasp, unless you do it daily, then it sometimes becomes permanent. I find it sexy myself,” and he smiled at her.

He led her by the hand to the small room on the back right. It held only a full-sized bed that had brass-railed head and foot boards but was special made as it was three feet longer than normal. He sat down on it and pulled Halley facedown across his lap. She laughed as he rubbed his hand on her bare ass cheeks and tugged the thong tighter into her crack, telling her “You know I should spank you for letting a sissy try’n fuck you.”

Halley started to speak and was cut-off as he smacked her far ass cheek, “I, ow!!” and she sucked in air through her teeth and tried to sit up.

Randy held her in place across her back with one arm and immediately spanked her nearest cheek, bringing another vocal reaction but this time the breath she took in had a different tone; one of building heat as he rubbed the spot that had just turned red with his handprint.

He continued with this for several minutes; spank and rub, spank, and rub, and when he rubbed, he teasingly let his fingers include her asshole and the edges of her pussy lips.

Halley’s ass turned quite red as his onslaught continued, hard enough to be felt, but not hard enough to bruise. Each successive strike and rub brought Halley’s internal temperature up a little more. It was when he felt her wetness leak to his thigh that he knew she was ready.

He removed her thong and slid it as far down her long legs as possible and then maneuvered her to sit up on his lap and face him, caressing her breasts as he kissed her deeply.

“You’re mean,” she told him amid their embrace, her arms around his neck and Randy moved a hand to her mons and felt the smoothness of her skin and she sighed.

“I see you can follow directions,” he told her as his forefinger found her wetness and dove in, “that bodes well, but your past indiscretion required discipline,” he smiled at her as he inserted a second finger and she placed her forehead against his and held her breath.

Randy pivoted on the bed and lay her on it, taking her nearest wrist and quickly attaching a restraint that pulled it to the corner. He slid across her and did the same to her other wrist.

“Oh fuck,” and she drew out the words as she laughed nervously.

He canlı bahis siteleri ran his fingers lightly down her arm to her side and then her leg and then walked to the foot of the bed as she eyed him fervently.

Without warning he grasped both ankles and pulled Halley’s body toward the end of the bed, taking all the slack out of her wrist restraints.

“Oh fuck,” she sighed again as he attached matching ankle cuffs and then pulled them tight. She was spread-eagled wide now, naked on the bed, her pussy glistening with her juices. She began to test the limits of her bondage and rock her hips as Randy flipped the catches on the footboard and removed it, crawling on the bed and up to the Y of her legs.

“Oh fuck,” she repeated when he placed both hands under her ass and lifted her snatch to his mouth. Halley arched her back and bridged from the bed as much as her bondage would allow as his tongue began its magic. Her body became lost to his efforts and continued to arch amidst her sighs and groans of pleasure. When he sensed that her orgasm was near, he sat up and looked at her, leaving just a hand covering her pussy, and she shook her limbs in their bonds and cried out in frustration.

A few moments to recover and she raised her head to look down her long body at him, “I told you that you were mean, didn’t I?”

Softly he asked her, “What do you want Halley?”

“Fuck me Randy,” she answered and watched as he moved to climb over her. He kissed her deeply while holding himself outside of her.

Between the mingling of their mouths she began to breathlessly demand, “I want you cock inside me. Please put it in. I want you cock.”

Mid-sentence, he slid his large dick home in one smooth motion balls deep. Halley’s body froze and she made a small O with her mouth as he watched her and then began to slow stroke her. She did not speak nor make any sounds other than her breathing. She was focused on what she was feeling deep inside and he watched her as he felt her pussy grip his cock. When she came, she muttered unintelligibly in passion and the muscles of her body constricted.

Randy paused and sat up. He watched her pussy as he withdrew his massive member and those perfect pussy lips tried to maintain their hold. While she was recovering, he untied her ankles and climbed back between her legs and sat on his haunches looking down at her hole dripping with her juices, his cock still hard.

He ran a hand along her inner thigh and asked, “So I’m mean, am I?” and he stopped at her cunt and looked up at her.

Her face turned to a sly grin, “Yes. But in a loving way,” and he thumbed her clit and made her eyes close and her body flinch. Once she had recovered, she opened her eyes to him and asked, “Why did you untie my legs?”

Without a word, he scooped her legs in his arms and raised her ankles to his neck, entering her with more force than the previous time. He drove into her so hard that her body slid toward the headboard, giving her arms more slack in their bonds as she howled.

She craned her neck to watch his cock pound her and cried, “Oh fuck” between his strokes. Randy then pushed his torso further so that her hips rotated up and she slid until her head was against the the brass rails of the headboard and her arms straight out from her body. He was pounding straight down into her now and she responded with “Oh” and “Yes” over and over. He was approaching the jumping off point, as was she and he moved his hands down to behind her knees and pressed them into her chest and continued pounding her relentlessly.

Halley’s head was slowly turning from side to side as she gulped air like a fish out of water between her cries. She had palmed the bands that ran from her cuffs to the corners on the bed and was pulling hard on them, every sinew of her arms and shoulders taut. As her orgasm came, she cried out again in twisted syllables and her hands worked frantically to try to embrace Randy but were stopped by the cuffs, instead flailing in the air helplessly.

Less than a minute later Randy felt his own orgasm begin and pulled out, climbed onto a still spasming Halley, and shot several thick ropes onto her face and into her open mouth. Much of the excess on her chin and neck made its way to the valley of her throat and pooled there. He lightly sat on her stomach, holding his full weight off of her with his legs, as he caught his breath and watched her swallow his seed and then lick as much as she could into her mouth with her long narrow tongue. He reached behind himself and placed a hand on her pussy. It was still pulsating to the rhythm of their fucking and he smiled.

Halley brought his attention back, “That was good. Can we do it again?”

“Yes baby, but not today. Got to be careful. Let’s go take a shower and get you ready for home.”

He untied her and they headed out, but he stopped at the computer center and asked her to wait. During the five week interval, Randy had struck upon an idea. It was probably silly and tawdry, but he really didn’t care and had started to purchase various pieces of erotic jewelry for future use.

He brought Halley a small box and told her, “When and if you wear this is up to you, but I wanted you to have it.”

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Moments after ringing the bell of an ordinary looking house in the suburbs, a well built man opened the door into another world. He stood 6″ taller than my 6′ & was finely muscled, with dark brown eyes that looked kindly at me while we made our introductions. The grip of his hand sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through my slim body as I thought of the massage to come.

He showed me to an adjoining room which was softly lit with low music filling the incense-laden air & a towel covered table in the centre. Erotic prints were tastefully placed on the plain walls & made my cock throb at scenes of obscenely huge erections being pumped, sucked or fucked in a variety of positions. He bade me undress while remaining clothed in a short robe of blue silk as he prepared the oils, working deftly as I placed everything on a chair in the corner. My cock stirred as I got a close look at the print there, which showed a large, dripping cock being sucked avidly by a wet mouth & as I turned round, I found him gazing appreciatively at the firm cheeks of my ass. We smiled into each other’s eyes & I willingly lay face down on the table as he spoke in gentle tones of how he loved to give such erotic treatment to men.

The combination of his mellifluous voice with the sultry aroma of musky-sweet oils made my head spin & I felt the blood surging through me as his strong hands wove a pattern of arousal over my burning flesh. Standing by my side he caressed the oils into my skin, sliding smoothly, stroking softly over my back & shoulders, down my spine & over my ass then along one leg until he slipped deftly back, brushing my swelling balls as his fingers massaged the soft, hairy cleft of my ass making me moan appreciatively in the back of my throat. He moved past my head to do the other side & I gasped as his cock swayed enormously in front of my eyes on the way, then groaned as he continued to massage my body with increasing vigour until I was tingling from head to toe.

He paused to take a deep breath & inhaled for a long time, then knelt before me with an open bottle, offering a hit of ‘poppers’. I grinned & breathed deeply to send my head spinning away into lust for his cock which throbbed out of his short robe. He moved closer until the swollen head parted my lips & his hands slid down my spine to part the cheeks of my ass until he leant to run his tongue in a sinuous trail to my puckered asshole while I licked over his hot meat. It was thick & at least 8″ long with a rugged shaft that pulsed with lust on the tip of my tongue while I sucked him passionately as the buzz lasted. His lithe tongue lewdly swiped along my ass & lapped onto the tight, rosy ring before curling into that tight hole. I moaned around a mouthful of his hard meat when his tongue fucked my asshole deeply until he was French kissing my ring lovingly as we feasted on each other’s flesh avidly. Wet sucking sounds mingled with our moans of pleasure until the rush ebbed & we parted with a smacking illegal bahis of wet lips.

He bade me roll over & my steel-hard shaft sprang erect as I lay on my back, while he poured warm oil in waves over me. I murmured assent as he asked that I move my head over the end of the table & opened my mouth to suck on his hairy balls, which were tightly clasped in a cock ring while he caressed my chest, slathering the sacs with my wet tongue & flicking over his asshole while he rubbed down my stomach. I clasped my cock, but he gently moved my hands back along my sides as his heavy balls swelled in my mouth which I sucked more avidly as he lightly ran his fingertips over my shaft in delicate tremors that coaxed a pearl of pre-cum onto my knob.

I groaned as he moved back a little then sighed as his cock slid into my mouth, going deep as he leaned in to slurp the drop off me, then deeper still as he fucked my mouth in steady strokes that had me gasping for air as he pumped gently back & forth, squeezing my balls while he licked along my meat. The heady aroma of his musky cock, oils & sweat filled my senses to bursting until I felt dizzy with desire for this bear of a man to fill my mouth with hot spunk while his lips coaxed more pre-cum until I was ready to burst, which he judged to the second by pulling back & moving to my feet. I lay with my head back breathing hard, yet completely relaxed as he continued to stroke my feet, then up my legs as the heat subsided slightly. I could taste his salty essence in the back of my throat as his hands stroked firmly over & over until he had moved back to my head to tenderly stroke my face. We shared a moment of complete trust in each other’s eyes as he finished the massage & he leant down to kiss my lips. Our tongues writhing in a sensual rhythm as he raised me back up to lie on the table gasping at the exquisite sensations flooding through me.

He went to a small table by a well cushioned couch at the wall opposite me as I sat up & he came back to wrap a length of leather under my balls, then tie it tight enough to make my engorged cock swell even more as the pressure under my balls prolonged my pleasure. He gave me another deep hit of ‘poppers’, then sat on the edge of the couch to do likewise before amazing me by leaning down to lick the head of his meaty cock! My head spun as I sat on the table in a yoga lotus & stroked my cock at the incredible show he gave as he sucked his cockhead, lapping & licking it in relish as his pre-cum seeped onto his tongue before he straightened & beckoned me towards him.

I knelt to kiss his cumm-slick lips I felt his nipples hard on my chest as his cock slithered between my ass & I dragged my nails along his spine down to pull him closer to me while our kiss deepened.

Breathing harder, I slid a slick finger into his asshole making him groan deep in his chest as his leg folded over my hip to allow my finger unhindered access as he fucked the crack of my ass with his throbbing illegal bahis siteleri cock. Pumping a little faster as our mouths opened to succumb together to the lust that flowed unfettered by conventions while we abandoned ourselves to a deeper power that demanded satisfaction. Moaning, sighing, urging each other on with the wordless demands of sexual desire, we worked each other up to a frenzy until we broke apart our kiss & I bowed down to trap his nipple between my teeth. He arched his back to push it into my mouth & cried out as I bit down, his cockhead throbbing hotly against my asshole as I thrust another finger into his tight hole. Nibbling around his sensitive flesh, I bit & bathed his nipple in my wet, warm mouth. Moaning as I felt the head of his shaft open my tight asshole as his hips rocked into mine while my fingers wriggled deeper into him.

He held his breath for a heartbeat as my asshole gripped his knob, then sighed languorously while he pushed it up into me with a smooth thrust, his thick shaft pulsing as he held the head of his cock there & I groaned longingly to feel it go deeper as I bit hard on his nipple, taking my fingers from his ass to pinch the other nipple out. Teasing it between my slick fingers, then moving to suck it lovingly, moaning at the earthy taste of his ass while he held that thick prick rock steady inside me. Gripping my thigh, he lifted my leg to smooth his passage into my moist asshole as I shifted slightly to kiss over his chest then up to his parted lips. Breathing harder against each other, my tongue fucked his mouth as his cock fucked my ass in an erotic rhythm which made us gasp harder at the erotic tension building up, I teased his nipples & sucked his tongue while he pushed harder, pumping deeper as his hands gripped my ass to pull me hard as his cock slid further until he rolled me onto my back.

Pulling back to rest with the throbbing tip just inside me, he reached behind my head & took the bottle from the table then pressed the top against my nose & held my head as I took a long, deep draught until I felt the top of my head begin to unscrew. Holding my breath as he took a deep hit, I pumped my steel-hard shaft while looking down to see his slick shaft throbbing under my swollen balls as they swelled obscenely from holding back the hot load building up, then as his hands held my head, I looked back up to see a glazed expression of lust that must’ve been reflected from my eyes as he started to thrust smoothly in ever increasing strokes into my asshole which stretched over his thick cock easily with the combination of sweat & oil.

Our moans of pleasure deepened & intensified as our fucking grew more abandoned, gasping, grunting with desperate need to unite our bodies totally. His hands gripped my head & as his cock filled my ass we cried out in ecstasy when his balls slapped soundly on my asscheeks. With a roar of animal lust, his cock started to slam into my asshole making me cry with frantic canlı bahis siteleri desire to be FUCKED. My body shook under his hammering cock & the juicy, wet sounds of our bodies slapping together mingled with the cries of us urging the other on to greater heights. Drops of clear cum spattered his stomach & flew over my chest as he relentlessly fucked my asshole, for each time he plunged deep I felt the veins of his cock rippling in my bowels while his balls beat my cheeks in a way that sent us wild for more. Nothing else existed for us now, but this moment of pure fucking sex.

I bucked my hips into him & he slowed a little to raise my legs onto his shoulders, then begin pumping into me again with longer strokes of ecstasy, grinding into my asshole as he pumped deeply, flexing his muscles to drive harder & faster until the sweat dripped onto my face. Incoherent with lust, I writhed on his hot cock which impaled my asshole again & again until I was bent double under his dripping body. A thick rope of spunk poured from my cock under the pressure & he groaned as it flowed onto the tip of my tongue, holding himself poised deep inside my asshole while it settled onto my tongue before reaching down to suck it off, his chest heaving while I clung to his neck, moaning as we spitballed the tasty juice between our lips while I felt his swollen balls throbbing on my ass which gripped his shaft tightly. He flexed his hot cock deep in my asshole while I clenched onto it as we savoured the salty taste of spunk.

Then, pulling back with sensual slowness until his cockhead rested again at my dripping asshole, he poured some ‘popper’ onto a velvet cloth & inhaled until his eyes bulged as I loosened the leather binding from my balls. He let the cloth fall onto my face & I pressed it over my mouth to muffle the scream as he reamed into my asshole with an unstoppable power. Spunk cascaded from my cock as I exploded hot juice onto my face & chest while he pounded back & forth. Grunting as each lunge of his cock pumped more spunk all over me while I went wild with passionate cries, pleading, begging, & exhorting him to fill my ass with cum until I felt him swell as a surge of hot spunk cascaded deep into my bowels. Bellowing triumphantly he slammed his cock deep to unload a torrent of cum into my asshole making me scream as he came uncontrollably. My body convulsing under him we held each other tightly through the storm of passion that rushed through us in waves again & again until I thought my heart would burst…

I must’ve blacked out under the intensity as he was licking the cum off my chest, tenderly kissing my face & I realised I had a death grip on the back of his neck. Kissing him back to greedily suck the cum off his tongue as we luxuriated in the sweaty heat of sex while I felt him throbbing in my ass. I relaxed my grip & let my legs fall around his waist & gasped at the sudden move as he fell back to raise me up onto his lap. He looked at me with a glint in his eye as I slipped off with a lewd squishing sound & a flood of spunk drenched his cock. I grinned back & began to suck some juice into my mouth, then shared it with this beautiful bear of a man until we were completely satiated…

Until next month!

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“Learning the Ropes at 29”

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I slid the empty glass across the smooth surface of the bar top. “Another double gin, lemon, and seven please, David.” I spun on the stool and cockily leaned back against the bar rail; paying more attention to who was coming thru the front door of the Strawberry Hut, than I was hearing the bartender half ask ‘Tall glass again, too?’ When I saw that it was just one of the other regulars I had no interest in, I whipped back around and shook my head yes at the barkeep. I flipped another $5 at him and waved off any change for the $3 drink.

“You keep tipping me like that during happy hour and I am going to ask you out, Mr. Blennerhassett.” The comment came with a cute grin on the cherubic face of the 22 year old blond boy.

“And if you don’t learn that my first name isn’t ‘Mister’ then the tips are going to stop, David. Call me Kurt. Please! I already feel old enough as it is with a birthday coming up again in a few weeks.” I had thought that turning 30 wasn’t going to bother me, but the closer I got to the date, the more it played on my mind.

“Aw Mister…I mean Kurt…it’s not like you are getting old or anything.” The wide smile was pasted on his face again. “You are going to be…what…26 or 27 this year?”

Gawd, does he know how to work a customer I thought to myself. I also knew that I was beaming with a smile of my own since I was often pegged for being a few years younger than I actually was. Since beginning my coming out process earlier in the year, I had discovered quickly just how much the appearance of youth was valued in the gay community. It was even more so in the tightly knit, almost closed off one of the mid-Ohio Valley…at least at the one bar we had to call home anyway.

“More peanuts too, Kurt? Or something a little more satisfying for those full lips, maybe?” The question from David came with a gentle nudge of the new bowl against my forearm and wink. My overactive imagination couldn’t decide if he was flirting for tips or half serious. Part of that confusion came from what I else I had learned very quickly after being brave enough a month ago to walk thru the doors of the only gay bar for 75 miles…that even 29 year old new meat, *IS* new meat in a gay bar. I wasn’t a prude by any stretch of the imagination, but I also hadn’t taken being hit on as much as I was, well. The older guys in their 40s and 50s were all over me immediately; and even some of the younger, barely 20-somethings showed more than a passing interest after my third or fourth time in the Hut. That was a real ego stroke, even though I found most of them very vain, self-absorbed, and unable to hold a conversation about much of anything beyond Lady Gaga and the newest Wii game they wanted. That and if I would buy them a drink or had pot to party with. I wanted more. I needed more! But gawd were they cute!

“You keep making cracks like THAT one David, and I may just be the one asking YOU out dude!” I punctuated the tease with my own wide grin.

Before he wandered off to get the new customer’s order, he grinned back and said “Don’t ask too serious if you aren’t, because I would most likely say yes.”

I watched in amazement as he just sauntered over to fill a beer glass for Fred, one of the 50ish aged regulars we had assigned to stool since that’s where he was most likely to be found at any hour the bar was open. He was kind of the Hut’s version of Norm Peterson of ‘Cheers’ fame. As far as David, I really think he was serious and I was tempted to find out!