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Nicky slowly opened the door to Alene and Nadia’s room, the smell of cum flooded her nose. The light of day spilled into the room through the window and revealed Nadia and Alene resting on the bed. Nadia’s belly was swollen with cum. Alene’s monster cock rested between the girls.

Nicky surveyed the room, she marveled at Alene’s sexual prowess. Clearly her cum drained downstairs but everything was still wet and drenched with cum. Angie came from behind her and hugged her, “you were amazing,” she said and kisses Nicky passionately.

As Angie let go of Nicky’s head the girl gasped. “What’s wrong Nicky?” the big boobed girl asked, Nicky simply pointed at the wall behind Angie. Turning around the girl gasped herself as she noticed the hole in the wall.

“W… what is this? What happened here?” Nicky asked.

“Did Alene do this?” Angie speculated as she walked towards the hole, “yes, definitely Alene’s handiwork.” The room behind the wall was full of cum up to the edge of the hole. The girl’s conversation disturbed Alene’s and Nadia’s slumber.

“Good morning girls,” Alene said in a sleepy voice, “how was your night?”

“Amazing,” Angie said with excitement, “I found my uniqueness!”

“Really? What is it? Please show me.” Alene inquired.

Angie had no need to talk, she just turned towards Alene and concentrated for a moment. Before too long her boobs started to leak milk and soon enough the milk came out in a study flow. “Does it taste good?” Alene asked.

“It tastes Great” said Nicky and took a sip.

“Can we have a taste?” Nadia said.

Angie walked up to the girls, flooding the floor with her milk. Nadia and Alene each took a breast and started drinking, savoring the sweet flavor of Angie’s milk as the massive breasted Vixen moaned with pleasure.

Nick broke Angie’s moans with a question, “so… what happened here?”

“I did that.” Alene said admittingly and returned to suck on Angie’s breast.

“Clearly, but how?” Nicky kept pressing the subject.

“With my help,” Nadia admitted, “I also found my uniqueness, look.” Angie moved aside and Nadia place her hand on Alene’s cock tip and pulled, the cock lengthen with her hand and grow massively.

“You have control over Alene’s cock?” Angie marveled, “how big was she when she blasted the wall?”

“I was over 15 feet long and my balls were the size of a small truck.” Alene explained.

“I’m so happy you found your gift Nadia” Angie said and hugged the girl.

The girls didn’t really bother to clean the house, after a quick shower they left the place and went shopping for furniture to fit their renovated flat. The next two days where full of plans and before the girls know it they were on board the flight to Florida. Alene took special care to use a spell to repress the gangs sexual need, she couldn’t afford to risk it on the plane.

After a few hours in the air the girls landed in the Sunshine State. Everything went well and they found themselves in the motel room Angie arranged for. It was a very nice and speciose room, it could easily host 8 people and was a perfect fit for the girls. The most amazing thing was that Angie made sure the room was super excluded; Surrounded by 10 feet high walls, it was actually a 10-minute walk from the motel itself. The girls could have all the fun they wanted without having to fear for their privacy. The gang spent the next two weeks having fun, seeing Florida and most important having sex all around the clock.

By the third weekend the girls became acquainted with the local life in Florida. They knew where the best pizza was and what night club had the best music. They knew the bar tenders and the girls in the reception and even the cleaner, most of the regular people going on with their lives. The girls did their best not to disturb the local life.

One woman out of the motel staff stood out for the girls, her name was Rose and she was one of the receptionists.

“I’m sure she can take 3 feet of your cock with no magical help.” Nicky said in a confident voice as the gang walked to their room.

“No way, she’s not that big. I say she won’t survive 2 feet” Nadia fired back.

“Are you for real?” Angie butted in, “the amazon is over 7 feet tall!” Alene just giggled and enjoyed the talk. She had to admit that even though Rose was a tall girl she found her attractive.

“Do you want me to invite her Alene?” Nicky asked, “I don’t mind asking for you.”

Alene looked at the girls, “do you want me to have sex with her?” I’ll do it but you must promise you won’t bet on it.”

The gang looked each other in the eyes and back at Alene, they all talked in unison “We promise!”

“OK, Nicky, go and ask her if she’s into us and if so, bring her to our room.” Alene instructed, “I have a load her size waiting for her before we leave back to the UK.”

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Rose just ended her shift when Nicky approached her, noticing the girl she greeted her politely “Hi, my shift just ended,” the towering woman said, “if you need anything don’t hesitate to call on the current receptionist.”

Nicky heard Rose and canlı bahis şirketleri as she came closer her gaze looked up to see the giantess’s eyes “you’re free? Great, we need to talk, come sit with me.” Rose found it hard not to sit with the lovely polite girl.

Nicky didn’t really give any thought as to how to lure the amazon back to Alene, she was improvising and hoping for the best. “Let’s put our cards on the table,” she started, my gang are into girls and we want to have sex with you!”

‘If Alene knew this was my plan she would have stopped me.’ Nicky thought to herself as she waited for Rose’s response.

The amazon was clearly not as shock as Nicky expected her to be, “I’d love that,” she said with a smile, “most girls can’t deal with me, arranging a threesome is a big deal so, when 4 girls want to have sex with little me it’s hard to say no.” the sight before Nicky was too funny and she couldn’t help but laugh, the massive amazon calling herself little was hilarious in Nicky’s eyes Rose joined the girl’s laughter. After calming down Nicky went on, “one of our girls has a 3 feet long cock.”

“No Way!” Rose whispered.

“I have a little beast of my own” Nicky said and moved closer to the giant girl, “Want to feel?” Rose sent her hand down Nicky’s pants and couldn’t help but gasp as she felt the girl’s cock and pussy.

“Let’s go!” Rose said as she stood up and walked after Nicky. On the way there, Nicky explained how she got a cock and told Rose all she could about Alene’s magic. Even though Rose found it hard to believe she decided to go with the flow on this one, worst case she can just walk away.

Nicky opened the door to the room and gestured Rose inside. The room had a heavy smell of sex and the girls inside where naked. The first thing she saw was Nadia sucking on Angie’s tit while the other tit rested in Alene’s mouth. Alene’s cock stood proud, fully erect as her full balls rested on the floor. “one hack of a welcome you have here.” Rose said as Nicky closed the door and undressed herself.

The girls noticed Rose and addressed her, “Welcome Rose.” They all said and introduced themselves. “Feel free to undress,” Nadia invited her.

Rose smiled, feeling she should go with the flow on this. She took off her clothes, revealing her firm body and small breasts, sat in front of the girls and said: “so, magic?” Alene nodded yes, “care to demonstrate?”

“I really like your red hair,” Alene said nonchalant, ignoring the request for a moment. She turned her look to Nicky, “please bring the book.” Alene Asked. Before too long Nicky came back with the book. She handed it to Alene who gave up her place next to Angie’s breast, Nicky started sucking with all her might in a vain attempt to drain Angie’s boobs of milk.

While Alene worked her way through the book looking for spell Nadia stopped sucking and turned her gaze to the amazon woman, “you look amazing,” she said.

“Thank you,” answered Rose, “you’re no pushover either,” she complimented the girl. Nadia walked over to the towering woman and stopped just a few feet away from her.

“My name is Nadia, want to get some?” Nadia tempted her, pressing her tits together.

Rose really did find the girl attractive, she decided to waste no time and went for a passionate kiss. Nadia tasted sweet and Rose could still feel the aftertaste of Angie’s milk in her mouth, it was heavenly. Nadia on her part started sending her hands to the giantess’ breasts and cunt, a deep moan escaped her mouth.

“How tall are you Rose?” Alene asked, breaking the girls’ passionate embrace.

“Just short of 7 feet.” Rose answered, breaking away from the kiss.

“Want to be bigger?” Alene wondered, flipping through the book.

“Right, but don’t mess with me,” Rose taunted Alene, “don’t make me 7 feet and an inch, I want to see some real magic.”

“Then you better go outside,” Alene instructed and Rose obeyed, followed by Nadia. “Hope you enjoy your wish.” Alene said and murmured something under her breath that escaped the girls’ ears. They were back at It, groping and kissing and moaning, caressing each other’s body.

Rose could feel her whole-body tingle, she wasn’t sure what’s going on and dismissed it as an oncoming orgasm. She felt light tremors move through her body.

“Are you girls ok?” Angie yelled at Rose and Nadia between the gasps of pleasure the sucking girl at her nipple caused her.

Rose and Nadia didn’t reply and just kept on with their game of pleasure. Rose noticed the girls inside the house started to move towards her, probably for a better view. Suddenly Rose noticed something was wrong, her neck was under a lot of stress, she probably leaned down too much with Nadia. She broke the kiss and flexed her neck back, her hands still playing with Nadia’s perfect body. She found it hard to reach her lover’s crouch, she had to bend a knee to get her hand there. Nadia was the first to break her assault on Rose’s body, taking a step back. Rose snapped from her sexual haze and took the world in, “are you shrinking, Nadia?” she asked in a surprised voice. Nadia giggled, “no, you’re growing, canlı kaçak iddaa Alene’s spell is working on you.” The giantess was clearly growing and soon could place her hand on the roof of their house to support her growing mass

“My god Alene!” Nadia said as she took in the giant amazon towering over the house.

“She must be over 15 feet tall,” Angie assessed, “you overdid it Alene.”

“No way I can fuck her like that.” Nicky said in a depressed voice as she looked up at the giant pussy located between Rose’s legs.

“Nicky, you can have Angie, take the room.” Alene explained her plan, “Nadia, I need you here with me. Rose, when you feel like you adjusted to your new size let me know.”

Everyone did as asked and soon Alene could hear Angie and Nicky at it in their room. “I feel better, I can’t believe I’m so big.” Rose said.

“Do you want to return to your former size or do you want me to fuck you when you’re this big?” Alene laid out the options. Rose’s answered by sitting down and letting her back rest on the ground behind her, exposing her monster pussy to Alene, “Hope I could feel your tiny cock” she teased Alene and her cock.

“Don’t worry love,” Nadia shot back at the giantess, “she’s very small right now.”

Rose lifted her head and looked at the girls, Alene walked over to her pussy, “I can easily put my arm in you and still have plenty of room.” Alene said.

“Look at her clit, it’s as big as your tip” Nadia said, she couldn’t resist and gave the huge button a lick, causing Rose to moan and groan, her pussy started to get wet and created a small pool on the grass beneath her.

“Focus Nadia,” Alene instructed, “I want her to suck me off first.” Alene walked to Roses side with Nadia in toe. She whispered something in Nadia’s ear and climbed Roses belly, sitting just below Roses now massive breasts. “you’re bigger than Angie.” Alene complimented the giantess and placed her cock between the girl’s cleavage, her tip rested on Rose’s chin. Nadia placed her hand on Alene’s thigh and focused hard.

Alene watched her cock inflate with Nadia’s gift and enjoyed the sensation of filling up rose’s cleavage to the brim, rose went along with the girls and took the growing beast in her hot eager mouth when she reached her lips. When Alene felt the girl’s gullet against the tip of her cock she signaled Nadia to stop.

“Tastes good?” Alene asked, Rose groaned. “do you spit or swallow?” Alene never asked the girls about their preferences because she knew them so well, but having no knowledge of rose’s likes and dislikes she felt obliged to ask.

“Phwalo!” was all Rose could say with the huge cock in her mouth but Alene understood her well. Rose wasted no time and started to suck, Alene savored the feeling of the massive tongue playing around with her shaft. Nadia marveled at the sight, Alene was almost this big when she broke the wall in their home back in Bristol three weeks ago but in proportion to this giantess she was totally manageable. The thought turned Nadia on and knowing Alene won’t need her for a bit she walked into the house to check on Angie and Nicky. By the time she got there the girls where deep into their ecstatic trance. Nicky was in Angie’s womb pumping gallons of cum while Angie gave Nicky every drop of milk her huge boobs could produce. Both girls’ midsection looked bloated with cum or milk and Nadia couldn’t help but wonder if the girls worked like a kind of perpetual mechanism, converting cum to milk and back again indefinitely, however this worked Nadia gazed upon the amazing act before her with awe.

Suddenly Nadia heard Alene yell, “I’m coming.” She stormed outside to see her lover pump huge amounts of cum down rose’s throat, Nadia could hear the cum flowing from Alene’s balls into Rose’s belly. Those amounts would inflate her in mere moments but on this giant woman only cause a very light bulge. Rose on her end looked delighted to have such a massive load pumped into her, noticing Nadia she decided to help her join the action. The giantess used one hand to wrap her boobs around Alene’s pulsating cock while the other hand found her way to Nadia’s wet pussy, the girl was not ready for what happened next. Rose pushed her index finger into Nadia’s love tunnel, stretching her pussy wide around her massive finger. Nadia felt full and as Rose started moving her finger in and out of her, Nadia exploded into a mind shattering orgasm of her own.

After what felt to Nadia like an eternity, Rose pulled her finger out. Alene concluded her orgasm. She enabled her cock to shrink out of Rose’s mouth. As she came down from her climax, Nadia assumed she wanted to fuck the giantess’ pussy next and did this for better mobility, she was right.

“How was our warm up Rose?” Alene asked.

“I never thought a girl like you can have so much cum, it was amazing!” Rose half screamed, “Please tell me you can do it again.”

“Sure, it was just a small warm up, but I’m going to need you to move, we need more space if we want to go all out.” Alene explained. Rose stood up and with her new height had no problem finding a clearing in the field behind the motel.

“Is canlı kaçak bahis this OK?” Rose asked Alene. Surveying the surrounding Alene said: “Yes, looks great! Please ley on your stomach and spread your legs, Rose did as asked.

Alene placed her cock at the slit and shoved the head in with ease, “giant girls can handle me much better,” she thought to herself. “Nadia, I want you to fill my balls first please, I think the size of a car is a good start, just let me find my balance on those babies.” Nadia placed her hands on Alene’s ball sack and waited, when her lover gave her the OK she started inflating the massive orbs, she could feel the fluid slosh inside.

“Now make my cock grow,” Alene led the show, allowing it to extend until she could feel she had a firm hold inside the giant woman. “Rose, please rise to your hands and knees.” Rose did as instructed, her pussy slightly taller than Alene.

The sight was magnificent, Nadia gasped and Alene noticed, “when I finish growing go and take care of yourself Nadia” Nadia smiled and thanked Alene.

“Next I need to be on her level Nadia,” Alene said, feeling her balls grow to the size of trucks below her, “Go and treat yourself Nadia, I’ll manage it from here.”

“Thank you love, have fun girls.” Nadia said as she walked back to the house to masturbate to the sight of Nicky and Angie.

Rose looked at Alene, “I can’t believe this is happening, you feel so good Alene.” Alene’s balls caught her eyes, “how much cum do you think you have?”

“I don’t really know but I’m sure you’ll tell me soon enough.” Alene said as her cock started to grow deep into Rose’s pussy, both girls moaned and yelled with pleasure and lighting filling their mind. Rose started moving her body back and forward along Alene’s cock, massaging the massive rod. After a short session of fucking Rose felt Alene hit her cervix.

“My god! Alene are you still growing?” Rose asked playfully, Alene smiled.

“Yes, almost done, just a bit more.” Alene said as her cock reached the back of rose’s womb, pushing her over the edge, both girls mow fucked with all they had to give.

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Nadia looked from the top of the house. She could see both girls rather clearly, well, actually, she could clearly see Rose but it was hard to tell where Alene was, she could only see her truck size balls and the cock going into Rose. Nadia wanted to watch Angie and Nicky at first but after seeing the two giant goddesses fuck she wanted to masturbate to the sight. so, she went to the roof and started playing with herself.

Soon she heard Alene’s voice screaming from the distance, “OH here I go!” Nadia could swear she heard the flow of cum splashing inside Rose and sure enough she noticed Rose’s midsection inflate to monumental proportions. Nadia never imagined Alene could do this, it was well beyond what she did to Paula or to the house before, the thought pushed Nadia over the edge and her tiny pussy squeezed her finger forcefully. Nadia was too lost in her orgasm to notice ludicrous amounts of cum escaping the giant woman’s pussy and painting the surroundings white as Alene pumped cum into her like there’s no tomorrow. Huge drops of cum fired into the sky and crashed around a trembling Nadia.

As things calmed down in Nadia’s mind she saw the cum covered world around her as she Alene finished her own orgasm, rose’s belly was a giant ball of cum bigger than the house Nadia stood on. Just then A giant drop of cum crushed next to Nadia, a final drop of cum from her girlfriend’s spectacular orgasm. She splash was big enough to cover Nadia’s entire front with thick cum, immediately sending her into another orgasm.

Epilogue

The rain tapped against the roof of Alene’s car as she parked outside her home. About two months passed since the girls came back from the US. She looked at her phone, a massage from Rose read: “It was amazing, can’t wait to meet you girls again, if you ever set foot on US soil again be sure to give me a call. Alene smiled to herself, life was good. She was surrounded by people who loved her as she was, and the sex itself was amazing.

After the girls landed they drove to their renovated house to sleep the night. The place was wonderful, the contractor did a great job and everything was as planned. Alene, being an honest girl, whose word is her bond, paid the contractor on the very next day of her return. She and the girls fucked her for two passions filled days straight, paying her in full and even leaving a tip for her professional work.

A lightning bolt ripped the clouded sky as thunder roared in Alene’s ears. The house itself was a work of art. After seeing the hole Alene’s cum left in the wall the contractor went out of her way and straighten the whole house. The girls tested the house’s endurance by letting Nicky and Alene cum until they were empty, it all drained away and the water proof furniture the girls ordered handled the load very well. Just as an added safety measure they added a 500-gallon reservoir that set next to the front door. If for some reason the load on the drainage system was too much for the sewer to handle the flow went to the reservoir until things cleared so the house wont flood like before. When Alene and Nicky went at it together they used about 50 gallons from the reservoir so they knew the house was in no risk of flooding.

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This is a nasty story. There’s no love, no romance and little tenderness. The participants do not, ‘make love’—they fuck. They do it in every orifice; there’s ATM and fucking during menstruation. There is no BDSM, but the sex is not gentle—be warned.

I was pulling HQ duty officer one night with an NCO I knew from Vietnam. He was a very sharp, younger than average, Staff Sergeant. I was glad he was on duty with me; he was an outstanding soldier and an enjoyable guy to have around. He would have the duty for the whole week. I had it just for the one night. For him, it was like, ‘working nights’, because he got the next day off.

Nothing ever really happened on this duty, which was the upside. The downside was that I didn’t get the next day off, and was expected to, ‘cat nap’ on the Colonel’s couch. I usually would just study for my night school classes until after midnight, then sleep for three or four hours.

Occasionally messages would be received by the base message center and the NCO would have to go over and pick them up. He’d then bring them back, I would read them and then decide if they were urgent enough to contact the old man; they never were urgent. Nobody ever, ‘dropped’ by. It was boring duty most nights, but it would not be boring this night.

After one of his trips to the message center, he came back with a big, shit eating grin on his face.

“What’s up, Sergeant Bradley? I didn’t know you enjoyed running over to the message center that much.” I kidded him as he returned from one of his many, ‘runs’.

“Well, sir, we’ve known each other long enough for some candor.” He paused, and then continued. “There is one very hot little Spec Four named Carol over there who has flirted with me all week—you’ve seen her—and she gets a little more specific each time I see her—know what I mean?”

I smiled and replied. “What does she have in mind, Staff Sergeant?”

“Well, I invited her to stop by when she gets off duty at 0200. She said she wanted to fuck my brains out.” He paused. “She knows who you are and said she’d be more than happy to take you on too.”

I thought for a minute. The door to the HQ building was locked from the inside for security reasons. No one ever showed up after midnight. As a message center operator, she had every right to be in the HQ building; if anyone showed up, we’d have time to pull up our pants before opening the door. Her excuse could be that she was dropping off one last message before going home, to save SSGT Bradley a trip. This could work.

“I like the way you think, Staff Sergeant.” I responded.

“You can have her first, if you like, sir.” SSGT Bradley replied.

“No, you found her, you fuck her first. Use the old man’s couch. It’s leather and is so old and stained he won’t know anything other than sleeping occurred there.” I replied.

Carol showed up about half an hour later; she was a little cutie. Even in fatigues her curves were unmistakable. She wasn’t bad looking; civilian clothes and a little makeup and she’d definitely turn some heads. She had light brown hair, cut, ‘military female’ short. She couldn’t have been over five foot two.

The three of us chatted for a few minutes, flirtatiously; she and my NCO trotted off to the old man’s office. They were quiet; about half an hour later, SSGT Bradley returned, looking like a pretty happy man.

“Sir, I don’t want you to think I damaged the merchandise, or anything, but just as we were, ‘finishing up’, Carol started her period. She’s a little embarrassed, güvenilir bahis and told me that if you didn’t want to fuck her, she’d understand.” He paused. “She gives great head—damned fine little cock sucker—and she’s lying in there on the sofa as pretty as you please.”

I responded. “A blow job might just be the ticket. If she’s up for it and it’s not too heavy, I might just fuck the little cunt. Then, of course, there’s always the backdoor.” I got up and headed for the old man’s office.

Carol was stretched out on the sofa in her best centerfold pose, looking pretty damned good in the glow of the desk lamp on the commander’s desk. I could see the string hanging from her bush which clearly said, tampon; well they can be removed as easily as they can be inserted, I mused. I stripped.

I walked over to the couch sporting a major boner. I kissed her and fingered her cunt with one hand while tweaking her pert little nipples with the other. I got up on my knees on the wide sofa with my dick in her face, clearly indicating what was expected. Carol didn’t need any encouragement or instruction.

My NCO was right; she gave great head. Her little mouth was hot, wet and tight, but she could take a cock all the way to her throat. She cupped my balls with one hand, diddled my ass hole with a finger, and not having gotten laid in over a week, I shot a massive load on her tonsils in no time at all. She took it all without complaint. I kissed her and seriously thought about pulling that little white string and fucking her bloody little box.

I lubed my finger with the combination of cunt juice and menstrual fluid and let my index finger stray back toward her dirty hole. I rubbed her little pucker for a few seconds and just jammed my digit up her rear with few preliminaries. She seemed surprised at the anal invasion, but didn’t resist it. I turned her around on the sofa so that she was leaning on the back with her fine young, milky white rump projecting obscenely in my direction. She started to grab the string; I grabbed her hand and stopped her.

“Not there, little girl, I want your ass.” I told her.

“Okay, that’s okay.” She said, but not very convincingly. I realized that in spite of the fact that she was a little slut, she just might not have given up her back door in the past, or if she had, it hadn’t been much fun.

I worked her tight little pucker with two, then three fingers. Fortunately she’d taken a dump when she arrived at HQ, so her rectum was empty. With three fingers in her dirty hole, she was starting to get into it, moving that tight little rear in small circles, and pushing back against my hand.

I removed the fingers and knelt down to explore her, quite possibly, virgin seat with my tongue and get her lubed up for some serious ass fucking. She really liked the tongue action; I’m sure she’d never had it before. I guessed that she might have given up that sweet little backside before, at least once, and it hadn’t been pleasant. I’d do my best to give her a new perspective on anal invasion.

It was time for the main event. At that age, I was rock hard pretty damned quick. I popped her anal ring with the head of my cock; she flinched, but didn’t complain. We weren’t doing a lot of talking, so I just slowly inched into her bowels, pausing as I sensed discomfort, so that she could adjust to the fullness. It didn’t take that long to get balls deep in this little bitch’s tail. I started a slow, deep rhythm; she started to move with it, like all good little sluts do, no matter which türkçe bahis of their holes you take.

Now I didn’t want to hurt her or wear out that tight little shitter, but I had just cum, had good control when I needed it, and that little sphincter was incredibly hot and tight. I also assumed it was, ‘late model’ and almost new. I started a nice even pace and just deep dicked her backside, occasionally coming all the way out to enjoy the gape visual. I went on for a while; I wasn’t watching the clock. I was watching my dick stretch her pooper to the limit. She got into it more and more the longer I sodomized her. She had moved her hand to her little twat and was working the love button.

All good things come, or cum to an end. I dumped a load deep in her anal canal and she came right after I did. I spun her around, not too gently, and presented my deflating cock to her mouth. I didn’t think she was going to do it at first. This was not love, just ass fucking and I wanted my dick in that hot little mouth one more time—and it needed cleaning.

“Clean it, you hot little fuck. It’s only been in your ass.” I said, almost commanding. She complied, seemingly getting off on the taste of her own ass in her mouth. She started cupping my balls again and fingering my shit hole. What the fuck, I thought, turning around and presenting my ass to her face.

“Lick my ass, you little bitch, work that little tongue of yours where it belongs.” I told her.

She went down on my brown eye like a professional, and, after a few minutes of her oral expertise, I wanted another fuck.

I turned her around on the sofa, yanked her butt to the edge and pulled the little white string, depositing the object in the old man’s ash tray. I pushed her legs tightly against her little tits and just started to bang her messy little pussy.

This time, I lasted a long time. It was fortunate for her that her cunt was slimy. It took me a long damned time to get my nuts off. I’m not sure that she came, but I finally did. I made her clean my cock again; it’s a habit that all good little whores need to adopt.

I dressed and went to the head to get some wet towels for her to clean up with. As I took a piss, the pungent aroma of her dark little cunt on my pubic hairs made me realize that I needed to do a little cleaning up, myself.

She was still lying on the sofa, totally fucked out, when I returned. In a little over an hour, the little trollop had sucked off two guys, been fucked by both of us and had been sodomized. She was one tired puppy.

I cleaned her up, also taking pains to remove the obvious evidence of our activities from the old man’s couch—and ash tray. I sat down next to her and gave her a tender kiss. She really was a pretty little girl, particularly with that, ‘just fucked’ look on her face. It occurred to me that I wouldn’t mind exploring any and all of her openings on another occasion.

The base buses didn’t run at this time of the morning and she didn’t have a car. I told her I’d give her a ride home when I got off at 0600, but suggested she might want to get a little nap in the mean time. She smiled and agreed.

Around 0530, I woke her up and told her to go stretch out in the back of my car; there were some blankets there. I didn’t want her presence at 0600 when my relief arrived to result in any questions.

She appeared to be sleeping when I got in my car a little after 0600, but when she felt the car start to move, she woke up and scampered over into the front seat.

“I’m married, you güvenilir bahis siteleri know.” She said.

“I didn’t know that. Does your husband know about your extracurricular activities?” I inquired.

“Oh, shit yes. He’s in the service too. He’s queer, but he’s a damned good career NCO; he’s a lot older than I am. There really is a marriage license, but it’s a cover for his situation, and being, ‘married’ with his rank—he’s a Staff Sergeant—qualifies us for housing allowance and allows us to live off base.

She went on. “He’s a platoon sergeant; he’s on the SFC list, so he keeps a room in the barracks, which is where he often exercises his sexual preference. We have reverse schedules, so it works out fine. He’s really a great guy and we’re good friends. He leaves for work just before I get home and vice versa.” She told me.

She continued. “I’ve only taken it in the ass once before; it hurt, it was messy and I wasn’t crazy about it. I have no idea why I let you butt fuck me—I almost said no. It was very different this time; you got me good and lubricated—with your mouth—God that was nasty—and you were pretty gentle. I really got into it; you can have my ass again, if you want it. Licking your bung hole was pretty hot, too.”

She had more to say. “I really got turned on when you called me, bitch, cunt, slut and whore. I am all of those things—well, I’m pretty nice, actually, not a bitch— but basically just a little tramp from Arkansas who intends to get fucked as often as possible until I get out of the fucking service. You were just a little rough with me—I liked that too. I’m not into pain, but I like it rough. Look, I’m absolutely not looking for anything but sex. Is there any chance that we could get together again—just to fuck? How would your wife feel about that?”

I smiled. “When did you figure out I was married?”

She replied. “I saw you at the exchange one day with your wife. She’s an officer too, isn’t she?”

Without answering her question, I asked her one. “You’re not bi, by any chance, are you?”

She answered with a wicked little smile. “I definitely prefer cock, but hell yes, I’ll muff dive and I give as good head to a woman as I do to a man—no arguments on that count, are there?”

I responded. “Certainly not; you’re the best little cock sucker east of the Mississippi. Interestingly, my situation is very much like yours. My wife is bi—they’d kick her out if they found out—but she definitely prefers women to men. Our, ‘marriage’ is a sham, also. It gets us both out of the BOQ, we both draw housing allowance and live off post—in a far better place than either of could afford on our own.

I went on. “The place is large enough so that we can both do our thing without bothering the other. We’ve done a few three ways, but recently, it’s too often been with a girl that wants to fuck her, more than me—not that it’s not hot, but I generally end up fucking my, ‘wife’. She’s cute, but more and more she’s slipping over to the other side and just does it to keep me happy—she tries, but she’s just not into it. Are you interested?”

“That sounds like a great plan, let’s make it happen.” She replied.

As we arrived at her, marital’ home, she leaned over to kiss me. “Thank you for cumming in my mouth, ass and pussy. You know my hours and weekends are open. Call me.” She fondled my cock through my fatigues.

I replied. “I think this weekend looks good, I’ll check with the, ‘wife’. If she’s got no problems with it, why don’t you plan to stay all weekend? If she gets tired of eating you little pussy, I’m sure I won’t get tired of boning that tight little butt of yours.”

“I’d like that.” Carol said, and got out of the car.

To be continued.

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Alene and Nadia walked to Nadia’s apartment. The shopping day was a tiring one and both girls couldn’t wait for the long walk to end. They both needed a shower and some good sleep, especially Nadia who, by now, was getting stuffed by Alene’s monster on a daily basis. Both girls loved each other and as hard as life got they stuck together. Today was a very special day, one month ago they first had sex, life was good, mostly.

Slowly walking to the apartment door Nadia and Alene knew something was out of order. The front door was wide open, Nadia rushed in to check, no sign of forced entry. Whoever did this was planning, and planning well…

The girls looked around to see if anything was taken, but everything was as they left it, the cash, the TV and the jewelry.

“I don’t get it! Why plan a break in but not take the loot?” Nadia wondered.

“Only one option than, the thief is still inside, maybe we can stop him.” Alene answered.

“Ok, you call the police and I’ll go get us some weapons,” Nadia commended, as if leading an assault on an enemy base.

***7 days ago***

Nadia opened her eyes in panic, it was early morning, the sun hasn’t risen yet. She tried to remember where she was. Her head hurt, and she felt a body next to her, it was Alene’s. She was in her home, it all started to come back to her. The monster cock, the inflating cumshot, everything was coming back. Alene filled illegal bahis her with enough cum to make her look 9 month pregnant.

“Shit,” she whispered as she reached for her belly, it was flat, all the cum must have leaked out while she slept, or maybe it was a bad dream, yes! A bad dream. No way this can happen, no one cums so much. She called Alene, the woman turned around and to her amazement Alene’s cock was as big as she remembered. The balls, full of cum, where the size of melons. Nadia couldn’t help but scream.

***Now***

Nadia came back with two knifes, a giant one for her and a butter knife for Alene.

“Ok, very funny, I get the joke, Alene can’t fight.” Alene mocked at the butter knife as she cast a spell, turning the knife to a gun. The girls went inside the house and got up to the second floor.

“You take the right room, I’ll take the left.” Nadia commended.

They split, Nadia went to the left door as Alene took the corridor to the right and left Nadia’s view.

Slowly Nadia turned the doorknob to the left and rushed in, knife ready to slash the intruder. The room was empty, just the heavy smell of cum in the air and the sperm soaked sheets on the bed.

***5 days ago***

“Oh god, Nadia you are a goddess, just one more time please.” Alene begged.

“Ok, one more shot and you let me empty myself?” Nadia demanded.

“Thank you love,” Alene said illegal bahis siteleri as she started her fifth orgasm of the day. Massive shots of cum fired into Nadia’s overstuffed belly, she looked like she was pregnant with a dozen babies and as Alene’s monster kept pumping it looked like the pregnancy was in full term.

“Are you done?” Nadia asked.

“For now. let me get out so you can empty yourself,” Alene answered as she pulled the cock out. As it left the pussy a study stream of cum shot out, the lovers laid down and talked.

“Can I have a rest today?” Nadia wondered, “in the last 48 hours I had more sex with you than possible, and you cum with no end. I need to rest, and we need new sheets.”

“Ok love, I fully understand. You need rest, I’ll take care of myself ok? You just rest and regain your strength, we’ll go get sheets later.” Alene answered lovingly.

“How big did you say it was?” Nadia wondered.

“Last I checked it was 15 inches long.”

“And I took this monster all the way in?” Nadia wondered gullibly.

“Yes, the monster and the gallons of cum, thank god you are on the pill.”

Nadia mounted Alene again, “I can rest after this round, give me your best.” she said, taking Alene’s cock all the way in.

***now***

“We totally forgot about the sheets.” Nadia mumbled to herself.

Suddenly the quite was pierced by a single scream and a gunshot. canlı bahis siteleri Nadia knew this was Alene’s voice screaming and she knew something was very wrong. Wasting no time, she sprinted across the corridor preying her love is unharmed.

***3 days ago***

“Please, just one more time, I haven’t even emptied half of it.” Alene begged.

Nadia was sitting in her hot tub, Alene filled it with cum to the point of overflowing.

“No! Enough Alene!” Nadia yelled as she started to cry. the tears burly showing as her face was completely covered in cum, “I spend all my time pleasuring you, I can’t take it, I need a rest!”

“Don’t say that love, I let you rest, you rested yesterday, didn’t you?” Alene replied.

“Yes, after you came 9 times inside me and made me pass out from the pressure. I spent the whole day emptying, that isn’t called resting!” Nadia answered angrily as she stood up from the tub, her body covered in white. “I’ve had it! Find a solution!” she declared as she left the bathroom and banged the door behind her, leaving a trail of cum and a horrifying silence in her wake.

***now***

Nadia rushed to the room, it was dark, yet some light from the setting sun lingered inside. Alene was standing at the door.

“I’m ok, it’s all ok,” she declared, her voice calm.

As Nadia looked around she saw a new figure, someone she didn’t know, all she could tell was that the figure was slender and famine. the setting sun obscured the rest of her features. next to her head was a bullet hole in the window.

“Hell of a welcoming party,” the figure spoke in a feminine voice, “You summoned me?”

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Gary often did his work in the nude. Who else was going to enter a cabin that wasn’t being rented 11pm to 7 am? He always kept the doors locked and his bosses never checked in on him. Perfect for him, he could do whatever he wanted, as long as he got the empty cabins cleaned by morning. With all but 1 cabin occupied every night, which meant 8 hours to clean an entire cabin, Gary had a lot of masturbation time. Once in a while, teenagers and women would leave a pair of their panties behind. Gary would be in heaven on those nights and if he were lucky, they were left because of wetness or sexual contact.

Gary would sniff the females’ panties while jerking off. He’d carry the panties with him, and when their smell went away, Gary would wash them and wear them while he was at his house. While there, he’d go around in just the women’s underwear and purposely rub his cock through the panties against everything. And when he could stand being hard no longer, he’d either rub himself against the couch until he came, or lay on his counter and hump that, or, he’d get out his sex doll, and cum against her.

And when Gary was feeling extra horny, he’d wear the panties to work and hump the beds that he smelled pussy juice on, and 90% of the guys left him cum stains to sniff. On one particular day, Gary had 4 cabins to do, so there wasn’t much time for jerking off, except when he had cum in the toilet. Gary was so hard and horny that when he touched himself to take a piss, cum shot from the end of his prick first. “Fuck I need to get laid.” Gary panted after that orgasm. There had been a note when Gary got to work from his boss that cabin 18 wanted his bathroom cleaned as early in the morning as possible.

Gary got done at 6 am, and decided to punch out since who knew how long 18 would take answering the door and Rob would pay him for all 8 hours anyway, knowing full well Gary never left early. Gary got to Cabin 18 at 6:30 am having walked to the office and all the way back to it. The pulling of the fabric against his cock was almost too much and the warm morning air didn’t help. He knocked on 18’s door and immediately heard moaning sounds.

“Oops, they’re fucking. Maybe I can get a look and cum!” Gary thought. Just as he moved away from the door, it opened and a rather good-looking guy stood at the door with his enormous cock in his hand. “Come on in. I’ve been waiting all night.” the guy said and pumped his erection twice.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Had I known, I would have gotten here sooner.”

“Oh, that’s ok. I kinda had something on my hands anyway.” and the guy really started stroking his dick, “Why don’t you come in?” As he walked by, Gary chanced it and grabbed the man’s cock and started pulling on it. “Quite a something you have had on your hands all night.”

“Oh yeah, pull my cock!” the man responded and shut the door. Gary obeyed and kept pulling the man’s cock. “I’m gunna cum!” the man yelled out. The man came all over Gary’s shirtfront. “By the way, I’m Steve. And you must be Gary.”

“Yeah, I am. And I am also glad you need your bathroom cleaned.”

“By the time canlı bahis şirketleri we’re done, the whole house will need cleaning.”

“I wouldn’t mind, so long as you understand I’m bi.”

“No problem at all but, lets get you out of that dirty shirt. You poor thing, all hard and horny.” The last part Steve said as he knelt before Gary and took Gary’s cock into his mouth after removing the pants, shirt and panties, “MMMMMM Panty fetish.” Uhhh DAMN did Steve know how to suck cock. “Oh yes, Steve, suck my dick! I’m gunna cummmmm.” Gary shot a huge wet load down Steve’s throat. Steve didn’t miss a beat and kept stuffing his throat and mouth with Gary’s prick. It was then that Gary realized the moaning was a porno. “Whatcha watchin’?” Gary asked.

“An old fave, ‘Rear Door Delivery Boy’ that I’ve watched a thousand times over.”

“Mine too, wanna watch it for the first time together?”

“Sure! Wanna watch it from the beginning?”

“The best way to watch it!”

Steve rewound the tape as Gary made himself comfortable on the couch. Gary remembered watching many a porno with this VCR and cumming on the carpet. He laughed to himself and looked for the stain. There it was, right as he had left it so long ago. Steve touched his dick and Gary jumped back to the present. “Started without me did ya?” Steve joked.

“Just got it warmed up is all.” Steve sat next to Gary and the movie started. Steve wasted no time in grabbing Gary’s cock and stroking him, so Gary returned the favor. Gary got a good feel this time of Steve’s monster dick; glad that he wasn’t the only well endowed man in the room. Gary’s cock measured 11 inches long and half the width of a pop can. Steve’s dick was just as wide as a pop can, and at least 3 inches longer than Gary’s. “I am SO going to enjoy getting his cock up my ass.” Gary thought. His mouth started drooling and his ass desiring a cock that large in it so bad that Gary listened to the top part and dove onto Steve’s hard cock. Steve moaned quite loud and kept tugging Gary’s pole. Gary then got on all fours and took Steve’s hand from his cock and moved it towards his asshole. Steve lay on the couch and Gary got on top as Steve went under and started sucking Gary off and rubbing Gary’s asshole. Both started humping the other’s face, trying not to choke the each other. “You wanna cum in my mouth or in my ass?” Steve said.

“Both. I can do it.”

“Good.” And Steve latched his mouth onto Gary’s cock and sucked his dick hard. Gary started humping Steve’s face harder and faster, which got Steve all the hornier, so he started fucking Gary’s face faster and rammed his finger up Gary’s shitter. Gary lost it and blasted a huge load into Steve’s mouth. Steve then let a big juicy load into Gary’s mouth. Gary threw himself on the floor and jerked Steve off on himself ending up with a huge cumbath on his face. “I need that gargantuan cock in my ass, now, PLEASE!!!” Gary begged.

“Get on all fours!” Gary kissed Steve’s cock in thanks and got on all 4’s and turned his ass toward Steve.

“A friend of mine, Rob, said you like it rough up the ass. canlı kaçak iddaa Is that true?”

“Oh yes, I remember Rob and I DO like it rough up my hole. Please take it, it needs to be fucked by you.”

“Are you a cock whore?”

“If you want me to be your cock whore I can.”

“Good, I need a whore I can fuck up the ass whenever I want to.” Steve spanked Gary’s ass as hard as he could. Gary kept quiet; he might even get a master now if Steve wanted him. “I’ll be right back.” Steve whispered in Gary’s ear as he reached under the man’s body and smacked Gary’s cock as hard as he could. Gary moaned in pleasure at the sting. “I’ve got to piss, and what the fuck, I need a good pain session.” Gary thought. He then timed himself. He heard Steve’s footsteps and he let it flow.

“Oh you dirty little Cumsucker, pissing on the floor! You are really going to get a flogging. You bad bad bad boy,” and Steve spanked Gary, “here put this on when you’re done emptying your bladder.” Gary figured he needed a severe beating so he changed into the suit that was thrown at him, pulled out his cock and started beating off in Steve’s direction. “NO! BAD!”

Steve yelled at Gary and slapped Gary’s cock and hands. “Oh yes! Give me more pain, Master. Please, I need it. Give me more!!”

Steve blindfolded him and then grabbed Gary by the cock and pulled it so hard, it felt as though it were going to be ripped off. “FUCK YES!” Gary yelled. Steve pulled harder and Gary started walking to ease the pain. That seemed to be what Steve wanted, for a few seconds later, Gary had been pushed on the bed and handcuffed. Gary was surprised that his cock was still hard he could feel it bobbing in the air. Gary then felt something cool at his piss hole and a couple seconds later, an intense pain coming from the top the going down. Then Gary felt something else, he still was unsure what it was in his cock. Then he felt his bladder getting fuller. “Master I need to piss.”

“I know, but you are going to hold it all. Every last drop that I put in plus your piss and to make sure.” Gary felt an almost full bladder and whatever it was being pulled out then a clamp on the end of his cock. Then his bladder felt like it was on fire! “Master my bladder feels like it’s burning!”

“As well it should, Slave, that’s what Tabasco sauce does; it burns. That’s what you get for peeing on Master’s Carpet, a reverse catheterization.” Gary started squirming around and then felt the clip release and the catheter go back in. “You’re not in enough pain, Slave.” Steve poured even more Tabasco sauce in and Gary felt even fuller and felt more burning. “OH FUCK MASTER! THAT HURTS!”

“Good.” And Steve pulled the catheter out and put the clip back on the tip of Gary’s dick. Steve then started licking Gary’s asshole and it partially took away from the pain, but never completely. Steve bit and chewed Gary’s asshole, and stretched it then put an enema up the pretty little pucker. Steve put Tabasco sauce in the enema too for Gary felt the same burning up his shitter. Steve filled Gary’s ass up too. “Now, Master is going to go to the bathroom canlı kaçak bahis and watch the rest of the movie. Nothing best be on this comforter when I get back.”

Gary had the hardest time keeping his asshole closed. The burning made him want to release it, but he clenched his asshole tightly. By this time, he was thoroughly enjoying the pain and his cock was totally limp. From the bed, Gary could hear the porno and imagined what was going on. His cock started to stand on end again. The movie ended and Steve got up, got next to the bed and beat himself off on Gary. Then Gary heard something, or someone else jerking off. That cum came from the other side. Suddenly Gary heard more and more guys jerking off, at which point Steve removed Gary’s blindfold. None of the guys he recognized, so he thanked his lucky stars for that. They must have been in the other room hiding while Steve got Gary started.

“Do you have to pee slave?”

“Yes, Master, I do.”

“Did you learn your lesson about peeing on carpets?”

“Yes, Master, I did.”

“I don’t think so. In fact, no one here does. We all think you need it fucked into you. But first, so as to not hurt us, you may empty your pisser and shitter.”

Gary was turned on beyond belief. Gary started letting the Tabasco sauce mixture out of his asshole, and it pooled on the bed. One of the guys started licking Gary’s asshole as it came out. Another started licking the guy’s ass that was licking Gary’s. When the last of the Tabasco sauce had left Gary’s ass, one of the guys released the clip on his dick. Gary started pissing and that guy started catching what came out in his mouth. The guy who had started eating Gary’s ass was now sticking his fingers up it, and the one behind him was doing the same. Steve came from around the other guys and shoved his cock in Gary’s face. Gary started hungrily devouring Steve’s prick.

“Cum on me, Master!” Steve pulled out his prick and the guy sucking Gary’s cock joined him. They kissed and both put their dicks into his mouth. Gary blew them both at once and felt his dick being grabbed and then some pain somewhere on it. Then he felt something dry being pushed up his asshole. He tried screaming, but both of the cocks just muffled it and whatever it was, its thickness was 2 dicks wide, then Gary realized what it was, it was two dicks. He felt so used that he started cumming. Steve and the other guy in his mouth started cumming too and the guys up his ass just fucked him harder. Steve pulled his dick out of Gary’s mouth and started pissing on his face, then his chest, and on the two guys kissing and fucking Gary’s asshole.

Gary was moaning constantly and when the guys fucking his ass started cumming, he was practically screaming in pleasure. Gary must have passed out, because the next thing he knew, his ass hurt worse than ever, his dick was sore and his hair felt nasty. He was still tied up, but he could feel what was probably dried up cum on his body. They must have emptied their life’s worth of cum on him. Steve was lying next to Gary, and he was humping Gary’s leg in his sleep. Gary nudged Steve awake and Steve grinned at Gary then un-cuffed him. “If you want, you can cum back tomorrow for more.”

Gary kissed Steve and whispered in his ear, “Only if it’s just you and me.” Gary went home, showered and went back to work.

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I knew I wasn’t supposed to meet with her … every intelligent fiber of my body screamed at the decision. But, I couldn’t help myself. She was everything a man could want and more … every carnal desire could be sated, every dream, every fantasy could be fulfilled when in her company. She lived on excess and thrived on unfettered ideas. She loved men. She loved women. She drank, gambled, cavorted and pleased. She was the person that I had spent two years tearing myself from her web of excess and ecstasy. I had loved the pleasure and thrived on the pain. I became addicted to it, allowing all my plans to go to the wayside. Now, she was calling again that siren call that would surely lead me to troubled waters. I had already refused her multiple time, but persistence pays off and she caught me at a weak moment. Now, here I am waiting … apprehensive … excited … nervous … for her to pick me up. It’s been quite a long time since I last saw her but in my mind the image is clear. Her 5’9″ aerobicized body, shoulders a little bulkier that most women from her pole dancing. The muscles on her arms and legs toned and shapely. That tight ass and firm C cup breast. But most of all that cinnamon red hair framing her deceivingly innocent pixie face. I remembered how excited I would get watching her writhe and rhythmically dance on the stage .. sweat coating her body .. I felt a stirring and stopped thinking.

“I’ve got to calm down … relax … ” I mumbled to myself “confidence … You’ll do the right thing … just say no .. ” Actually, the best thing would have been to leave and not be there when she arrived but my feet would not let me go.

I look at my watch. Five minutes after. She’s late. Maybe she illegal bahis forgot or decided not to come. After ten minutes, I begin to relax. Thank God, she ditched me. Thank God, I didn’t have to make that decision. I turn around to go back inside when a hand grabs my ass and a faint smell of French Vanilla tickles my nose.

“Where do you think you’re going, sweetness?”

“Uh …. I was just going inside to call you … your late!” Oh my God, it was her … she showed …

I turned around. She was as beautiful as I remembered. She had curled her hair into those spirals I love so much … Her skirt, if it had been about a half inch shorter, it would have been illegal to wear in public in most states. Well, it glued itself to her wonderfully fit form. Her shirt was right up there with having little in the way of imagination when I concerned her cleavage.

She came at me arms outstretched “So, Charlie aren’t you gonna give Sydney a hug?”

I hugged her … her body pressed against mine like plastic wrap on plastic wrap. I could feel every inch of her body including her hard nipples pressed against my chest. I could feel my dick slowly react.

“Times don’t change do they?”, as she reached down to grab my hardening package.

I backed away … “Hey, Hey now … none of that … I’m practically a married man ..!”

“Oh Charlie, I’m just playing with you .. I’ll be a good girl … I promise!”, her eyes lit up and her mouth formed an evil grin.

“You better … now .. Where’s the car?”

“I parked it … I thought we could go inside and have a couple drinks before we went out … I brought your favorite!”, From her handbag she brings out a bottle of Captain Morgan’s Rum.

I illegal bahis siteleri licked my lips … I love Rum … and since my fiancée didn’t drink, I hadn’t had it in such a long time.

“Okay, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to have a couple … c’mon in … I guess I can show you around.”

We walked in and I showed her the kitchen where she quickly found the glasses and coke. I went into the living room and turned on some tunes. She met me there with the drinks. Holding up her glass …

“To old acquaintances and new beginnings!”

I eyed her, lifting and eyebrow I added “As friends” and I finished the toast.

Sydney kills her drink and patiently waits as I kill mine … That first splash of rum hitting my lips tasted like the sweetest thing. I wanted to savor that exploding pleasure but she already has my glass and is returning to the kitchen to brew another batch.

From the kitchen she asks “So how’s everything?”

“Fine”

“Still in School?”

“Yeah … Doing better than ever! … How about you?”

“Me too .. It’s amazing what you can accomplish when you apply yourself!”

Sydney emerges from the kitchen with two freshened drinks, ” I learned that from you …”

“Well, I suppose that’s something”, I gestured for her to sit.

“So, besides school .. how’s everything … Janie doing alright?”

“She doing great … We’re doing great ..”, The drink tasted so good before I knew it. I was done. Sydney noticed and handed me hers and walked back into the kitchen. I took a big drink

“That’s good … so how much longer do you have until you’re finished with school?”

“School?!? Oh, yeah school … “, my mind drifts for a brief canlı bahis siteleri second, ” School … Yes, I have one more year”

Sydney returns with a new drink, “Oh … I’ve got another about three more semesters.”

Just being around her made me nervous. That must be why I’m feeling just a little bit lightheaded.

“So .. why’d you call me? What is it that you want?”

“Oh Charlie, always suspicious … I just missed your friendship. The way you challenged me. I especially called you up because I had this raging urge to play a game of scrabble like we used to …”

“Scrabble?!?!”, I gulp my drink.

She chuckles, “Yeah Scrabble .. The way we used to play it … You remember the rules dontcha? Not afraid of losing to little ole me, are ya?”

I kill my drink, “No, it’s just …”

“Just what?”

“N..nothing … okay … fine … We’ll play Scrabble for a little while and then we’ll go!”

“Oh Goody”, Sydney says as she claps her hands and bounces on the chair, “You go get the game and I’ll get the supplies”

OC : For those of you who have never played drinking SCRABBLE the rules go like this :

The play starts :Whoever lays down the first word the opponent drinks the sum of the tiles. It is then the goal to always beat the preceeding score. The lesser of the two scores always drinks the difference. If the total difference ever reaches 20 the player who has the greater amount makes a rule. If the difference is higher than 20 then the lesser has to do whatever the higher tells them to do for that many minutes.

If you want to keep score keep track of the amount of drinks taken. At the end of the game whoever drank the most drinks has to do whatever the winner says for a total of the drinks consumed for that many minutes.

Also, whenever a player uses a special square, that player must remove an article of clothing. The first square does not count.

(To be Continued)

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Chapter 8: A day of rest! Fisting, then Piercing Sunday!

Dear readers: You may be totally confused by this story. If you are please read the sequences leading up to Saturday Evening – The party turns into an orgy. It could help you follow what may happen here.

SLEEP COMES TO ALL BUT CHESTNUT

I was not surprised that we all slept. Great sex makes you tired. We had made wonderful sex.

Silence descended over the yard. The whole area under the Pergola was still, except for the odd snoring sounds coming from all over.

There were deep rumbles from the men, with lighter yelps, and purrs, from the girls.

My partner, Chestnut, and I were together on one part of the huge air mattresses. Adonis, and Titian’s Mother appeared to gravitate towards Lawyer, and his surprising wife; and it appeared logical for Parlour Girl to pair off with TF, and Titian.

By “going together” I mean that we formed sleeping groups.

Chestnut had not tried to sleep long before she began to move. The huge dildo deep in her arse was becoming too much for her body. She was not in pain. She loved it, but it was stopping her from bending, or lying comfortably spooned to us.

She woke me very gently to explain, and ask if I could help her remove it. I whispered to my Partner that I was going to help her. She nodded, half asleep, then returned to her slumbers.

Chestnut slowly eased herself upright, then she waddled through the house in front of me.

She went straight to the Master Bedroom.

She had to waddle; she needed to rotate her hips around the whole object pushing up through her pelvic opening, deep into her body.

She must have been completely full. She might have been uncomfortable as she walked, but she did not appear to be, and she did not complain. Her rolling gait was very erotic. Her arse may have stuck out slightly more. It was impossible to tell in the dim light of the warm night.

She was a wonderful sight, the globes of her bum were slightly larger, more rounded, fuller, but the reason was virtually invisible. I could detect the flat end of the dildo, that was all.

We knew that she was used to wearing butt plugs for a long time. She had admitted that she often wore one all day at work. She had described how she would push her favourite plug into place after her morning bath. She would work all day with it deep in her arse, slowly becoming more, and more, aroused. She learnt to press it into her arse. She learnt to manipulate her anal muscles to stimulate herself.

She had to rush home, at the end of the day, to pleasure herself.

After she described this I began to have pictures in my mind of her sitting through interminable boring meeting. She told me that these went with her high powered job.

I saw her surrounded by leering, smart suited, male executives, trying to catch a sight of her gorgeous breasts down her cleavage.

They would be completely unaware of her pierced nipples, and of how she would press down into her chair to give herself pleasure.

I pulled myself together, and had to stop daydreaming. I suggested that we showered, or better, that we bathed. I explained that I thought it better, and that I would slowly removed the dildo for her, while she relaxed in warm water.

Titian’s Mother had thrust it far, actually totally, into her rectum during their last frenzied climax of the night.

Chestnut agreed that I should bathe her, for the second time in the day. We both agreed that this was more sensible than take a shower. We also knew it would be more intimate, more sensual, more fun.

We were standing together watching a torrent of water fill the tub, when she began to laugh.

She had turned to face me. She saw that I was still pinned to my apron. I had been sleeping in it, as virtually all our friends, and guests, were in their jewellery.

She began to undress me with infinite care, unclipping the two safety pins from my nipples. She kissed, and sucked on each of my teats. Then reached behind me to unclasp the suspender tie around my waist. Suddenly all that held the apron was my rising penis poking through its hole.

It was not surprising that the gorgeous woman had this affect on me. When she reached behind her tits were still encased in their jewellery. They bounced, and swayed, against my abdomen. All the time I was trying to consider the problems of drawing the object from her arse, and trying to suppress my erection.

She thought the latter funny. Always the practical girl, she spat into her hands, and lathered my cock ring with spit. Slowly, the girl who had pushed it high onto my penis many hours before, began to move it down my now totally engorged member. Finally it slipped past the head, and off into her hands.

I was naked, except for my inner bars, and Celtic like, gold shields. Replacing the outer pins could wait until morning.

She asked me to remove all her jewellery, aware that this would set my penis going again.

I stood in front of this gorgeous güvenilir bahis brown, bronzed woman, and began to undress her.

I unhooked the three chains from her right breast, and passed them over her shoulder. I unhooked these three from the strap that went around her to her back. I unhooked the same chains from her left breast, but left the strap in place.

I unhooked the chains from below her half breast cage, and the one around her waist. I was very gentle, as I removed all these chains from her forest, and from close to her dildo.

I began to see why this was like clothing. Had Chestnut been completely shaven, with no pubic hair, instead of her luxuriant, curly, dark bush, then it would have appeared like clothing.

People saw the outside, they looked at the perimeter, and not inside the whole, so it was going to be possible to wear only jewellery in public.

I had flashbacks to why we went out, dressed as we were, for our first two meals.

The first time our Restaurateur almost had a heart attack. He lent forward to kiss my Partner’s hand. She was wearing a thin, transparent dress, with holes for her teats. His mouth was inches from a very erect naked nipple pushed far through her Starburst jewel.

I undid the strap around Chestnut, the one that held the cages beneath her wonderfully enhanced, rounded breasts. It was like undoing a bra. She pressed against me as I brought my hands to her front.

She moved away, the cups fell into my hands, and she was naked, except for her teat bars, and the gold shields on each nipple. These were similar to mine, and she still had the huge object in her arse.

She turned her back to me, and presented the next problem. Her gorgeous round bum faced me; I could see the base of the huge fake cock buried deep inside her. Her skin stopped, and the dildo started, filling the space where her little anal hole had once been.

There were two hooks moulded into the flat of the visible surface. They did not protrude. They appeared able to take the harness that Titian’s Mother had worn so beautifully, but there was little else to hold.

She stepped into the foam of the bath, and sank gently. She was very straight because of the dildo, and moved tentatively, slowly. She went down onto her knees. Then, completely straight backed; she bent forwards to lie full out on her stomach, holding her head above the foam with both arms.

All her movements were enormously slow and sexy.

She turned, smiling, to say that it was an extraordinary, warm, intimate, full, feeling high up inside her body, above her abdomen.

I knelt beside the bath, much as I had done on Saturday afternoon, and began to lather her arse.

It was very erotic. My penis had been steel hard as I undressed her. It became harder, even without the help of the cock ring.

Suddenly, the ever practical one turned again. She said that she would kneel, doggy style in the water, and I should climb in behind her. She moved very slowly again, until her back was out of the foam, parallel with the floor.

I sat down in the huge bath, my legs between her knees, and my solid erection very visible above the foam.

Gingerly, with great care, I hooked a little finger into each of the two mouldings in the base. I told her to push, and something that we thought would take time, simply happened.

The huge monster oozed slowly from her arse. It was a slightly knobbly, ramrod straight, almost round, thick pole. It was immense.

It went on, and on, sliding from her body.

It was a very erotic sight.

Inch by inch it slowly appeared. It stopped when she stopped pushing. It started to move again as she flexed her anal muscles. She was doing most of the work.

Amazingly she did not appear to be in any discomfort, and it was also completely clean. It was still slightly greased with the lubricant. But, after all, I thought, she had already been prepared for the onslaught by the ten inch dildo, and by my original bathing, after the first anal fuck.

I took it in both hands, my right fingers just brushing her distended arsehole. She murmured in pleasure.

I held the weight of the object Otherwise it might have pressed hard upwards away from her womb, towards her backbone, and caused discomfort.

My left hand held the outer end very lightly.

Suddenly it was freed from her hole. I pushed myself further, and further back against the end wall of the enormous bath, so that I took the whole length without causing her discomfort.

I dropped the dildo into the foam; it disappeared, then it began to float.

Chestnut presented me with an enormous, slightly triangular hole, where her little rosebud had been, from where the monster had just emerged. It looked absolutely divine.

It was very wide at the base, forming an arrow like hole, pointing towards her head. It would have been an equilateral triangle had the top not been cut off to form a quadrangle, with three equal sides. It was huge.

It looked only türkçe bahis slightly reddened at the outer edges, turning deep purple as I gazed deep into her arse. I felt I could see for miles.

She was not shrinking fast. It was a window into her body.

She turned and said, “That was incredible. Thank you. It was almost better than when Titian’s Mother pushed into me, and when she fucked me so hard”.

I was puzzled, and asked a foolish question, “Darling Chestnut, the hole is so big that I could put my hand inside you. Please may I.”

She simply said, “I was hoping you might ask!”

I lubricated my right hand with body gel, knowing that we would have to use a soothing antiseptic later.

This was entirely new territory for me, and I was sure that it was for Chestnut.

I formed my four fingers into a small point, and tucked my thumb tight into the palm of my hand. I went in as far as the widest point of my compressed hand, and I had not yet touched her skin.

She was stretched that far!

I rotated my hand slowly. I began to touch the skin inside her anus, and to stretch her hole. My hand slowly vanished further into her arse. I was in her anal passage as far as my wrist. I continued to rotate my whole hand very slowly.

Her hole shrunk slightly around my wrist.

She looked around again, with a huge grin on her face. She said that she loved the feeling, especially as I rotated my hand inside her arse.

I told her that I would kneel directly behind her. I moved very gently, with my hand still buried.

Once in kneeling position I bent forward, and pushed, past the narrowing of my wrist, until slightly more than half my forearm was deep inside her.

At this point I may have been bigger than the dildo, so I stopped, and asked if she would like me to push deeper.

The smooth brown skin of her bum stretched erotically, totally unblemished, away from the middle of my arm. She was becoming tight on my forearm.

She turned and grinned, so I pushed deeper still until I could go no further, unless my arm was straight. That was a physical impossibility in the space that we had.

Her anal passage griped my arm in a long warm glove of sensuality.

Her gorgeous skin was slightly darker than mine. Her cheeks looked amazingly sexy, moulding away to her hips and up on to her back.

Could I ever be more intimate with a girl?

I had knelt, as I did not want to tempt myself if she sat back, and my penis went into her cunt; neither did I want to tempt her.

I lent forward, and passed my free hand around her hips. I turned my hand so that my palm was flat on her beautiful belly just above her pubic bone. I pressed inwards, while slowly turning the arm in her arse. The palms of my hands were facing each other.

I pushed my right hand, the one buried deep in her arse, outwards towards my left hand, which was flat on her belly with my fingers spread wide. I began to move my free hand gently up, and down, her wonderful firm stomach. I massaged as far as her rib cage, then slowly back, keeping a slight pressure, using the foamed water as lubricant.

Both her hands flew to the one I had placed on her stomach. She reared upwards, virtually upright, and cried out with pleasure.

She pressed hard on my left hand, pushing my outstretched fingers into her firm body.

Her hand moved mine up and down.

I lifted my hand, and whispered for her to place her hand under mine. We moved together with her hand, pressed down by mine.

I could feel her moving over the hand far up inside her. She was tracing the movements of my hand as it gently massaging her belly from inside.

I had the arm in her arse completely relaxed, except that I had opened out my right hand. It was flat, and my fingers were spread as wide as they would go. My elbow, and shoulder, had followed the wild movements of her body upwards.

Her right hand went down to her clit, and she mauled it in a frenzy. The other hurtled round her body to her hole, her anus.

She went to where my arm was buried in her arse. She felt around my forearm, gently stroking my skin as if to check it was reality. I found the feeling of light fingers touching my buried arm especially sensual.

She forced her exploring fingers between my upper and lower arm, where it bent to vanish into her body.

I kept the gentle massaging of her stomach, both inside and out.

She moved her right hand further round to ram two fingers into her cunt.

She was in an erotic trance.

I felt that she might begin to fist herself in her cunt, but luckily she started to cum at a spectacular speed. It was her third huge orgasm in a few hours.

She was almost completely silent.

One who sang her orgasm was quiet. She was a beautiful mute swan at a time when she should have ranged her glory. Slowly, very slowly, she came down from her orgasm.

She was thinking of the others.

She grasped the head of the bath, and said, very quietly, very güvenilir bahis siteleri sexily, “Pull out slowly, that was amazing.”

“Your hands together, one in me, one outside me, are an astonishing feeling.”

“They have touched something very special. Please can we do it again sometime.”

I reformed my hand into a small bunch of fingers, tucked the thumb in, and said “goodbye” to her anal passage. I pulled right out with great care, with total tenderness. When I was fully clear I leant forwards to kiss her hole.

She was still enormous, and gaping. It was a slightly more rounded, and even larger, deeper, shape than before.

We sank back into the warm soapy bath. She lay on me, and her arse began to fill with soothing, warm, foamed water. That amused her. It was her open hole enema.

She raised her hips, and a stream of bubbles appeared as water replaced air in her arse.

My arms went around under her breasts, and she hugged them to her. She locked us together with her arms on mine, gently pushing her breasts up and out.

They looked wonderful.

We lay a long while, while she healed. It was almost as though she was asleep, but I could feel that she was working her anal muscles with consummate skill. She was willing her anus to close.

Bubbles continued to appear on the surface of the water, where she had melted the foam away.

My penis began to shrink, nuzzling into the small of her back. I buried my face in her hair.

We moved as the water began to cool. I slipped out of the bath, gathered two enormous white towels, and placed one on the floor. She stood in the water as her open enema cascaded out of her arse, and into the remains of the foam.

She stepped out, and I wrapped her in the other. I dabbed her dry.

I bent to kiss each nipple as was becoming the custom of the house when drying somebody.

I padded her cunt, and her still open arsehole with the soft towel. Then I asked her to hold onto the side of the bath with her back to me, and to bend slightly.

Her gorgeous open hole was presented to me. She placed the flat of both hands either side of her gaping hole. She pulled it ever so slightly bigger.

I took a pot of soothing, mildly antiseptic cream, and gently massaged it into the rim of her hole.

She wriggled, and murmured, saying that it was cold. I could have gone full in again, but stopped with only two long fingers dipping completely into her body.

I massaged her for many minutes, in gentle intimate love.

She was a beautiful sight, leaning forwards, almost as she had been against my desk after we had finished the Business Plan. Then I had fucked her hard with her strap on, as my penis slid backwards, and forwards, under her sopping wet open cunt.

I knew I wanted more of the same, and my cock was telling me so. I forced the evil thoughts from my mind.

I patted her bum when I was done; she turned to give me an enormous hug.

I still could not believe that this was the despondent girl, who had arrived at our table only last Monday. We were eating dinner on National Nude Day.

She was in despair, because her breast enhancement had made her nipples appear smaller. She sat with us. Silently she had unbuttoned her blouse, and placed her beautiful brown orbs on the table in front of us. My Partner had kissed her.

She had come to my Partner, her nipples had been stretched slightly, and later Parlour Girl had pierced her teats.

Now her perfect globes were crowned by longer nipples that had horizontal gold bars through them. And she was hugging me, stark naked, in the middle of the night.

We walked hand in hand back to bed. Chestnut snuggled up to spoon my Partner. I pulled that covers over us, and lay on the other side, my wonderful Soul Mate spooning me. We formed a sandwich of love.

My Partner whispered, “You have been a long time!” I replied, very quietly, that the dildo had slipped out with ease, but that she had asked me to fist her in the arse.

Her hands went around my front. She tweaked my cock, and whispered, “Naughty boy!”

That was all.

We slept.

THE REST OF THE NIGHT

Well we did for a little while. Sometime later I stirred, half way between asleep, and awake. I felt my penis being lifted, somebody was moving about under the covers. I felt behind me, I did not feel like my partner, and whoever was there was sleeping on their back.

I groped upwards; they were Chestnut’s tits. She was sound asleep.

Somehow my Partner had wriggled from between us. She had slowly moved around to my front, and was sucking me off.

I ran my hands through her tousled hair, and held her face. She was beginning to take me deep into her mouth, but I wanted to fuck.

I needed an ordinary reassuring fuck, Partner with Partner.

She sensed my need. She had the same desires. She crept slowly up my body, kissing my nipples, nuzzling my bars, as she passed. Our mouth’s met; we kissed long, hard, and very quietly began to make love.

We were like two students in a dorm, like teenage lovers in the bedroom next door to her parents’ room.

Nobody else should hear us! This was our secret, furtive love! It made our coupling more erotic, more fun.

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“Well, you seem to have me over a barrel,” she said giggling.

“I suppose that’s an apt description of your current position,” I acknowledged as I finished securing the leg strap to the bed.

You see, I had her tied to the bed, face down, but not flat on the bed. Rather, she was bent over a large pile of pillows. With her arms pulled out in front of her, and her legs pulled apart and behind her, she presented a marvelous sight. She has a lovely ass: nice wide hips and full round globes. The effect of having her bent over was to present her ass, wide open to my view. As she was angled forward, her pussy was available as well. The pillows supported her completely and she was, largely, helpless.

“What are you going to do now?” she said, with mock innocence.

So I slapped her ass; not very hard, just hard enough to be playful and get a little shriek out of her. Then I took my hand and began to let my fingers trail up the inside of her thigh. She began to giggle “that tickles!”

I laughed, lifted my fingers as they neared the top of her thigh and began at the knee on the other leg.

Giggling harder now, she cried “Stop!”

Her ass wiggling as much as she could, trying to escape my tickling touch. As my fingers reached the top of her thigh, they trailed along just beside her sex and then up, almost but not quite brushing her little puckered anus. Her giggles turned into a slight mewl. I climbed on the bed between her legs and began to softly stroke her bare skin just alongside her slit. Not quite touching her sex, but skirting as close as possible, and then darting away. I could see her arousal as her lips began to deepen in color and her slit began to open. Still though, I teased near her sex, not quite giving in to the temptation that her opening pussy presented.

I also began to tease at her anus. One finger lightly circling around her little puckered hole. Her mewls began to get lower and became almost the low growls of a large cat. She tried to push against me, to shift her hips so that my fingers would finally address her aching clit, but the restraints made her efforts ineffective.

Her growls conveyed her arousal and her frustration: “please,” she finally said in a breathless moan, “stop teasing so much.”

I chuckled and my fingers, although wanting to touch her, left her skin completely. “Nooooo,” she moaned.

After a canlı bahis şirketleri moment, I trailed one hand along her pussy. My middle finger slid up her wet slit, but I did not push in, only just barely touching her there. Again, I removed my hand and she moaned in frustrated pleasure. I waited a few seconds and then leaned forward and let just the tip of my tongue slide into her. As my tongue touches her clit, I hear a sharp gasp. And then I slide along the length of her pussy, my tongue just barely inside her. I can feel her quiver with excitement. When I reach her hole, I dart my tongue into it and then withdraw.

Her lips are now swollen and flushed purple with arousal. I lean forward again and let my tongue slide gently over her lips. Taking one lip between mine, I suck and gently tug at it. Her moans are getting louder. Switching to her other lip, again I suck it into my lips, my tongue teasing it while my lips nibble on hers. Her wetness is beginning to drip down onto the stack of pillows. I touch her now swollen clit with the tip of my tongue and begin to lap deeply, slurping up her wetness as it tries to escape. Sliding up her slit and lapping her juices until I reach her opening. Darting my tongue in and out, I begin to tongue fuck her quickly, but not very deeply. She moans and tries to thrust deeper, but the restraints and awkward position leave the situation totally in my control.

And then I stop: “Oh God no, more,” she croaks, seemingly on the edge.

I slide one finger into her wet pussy. Slowly I let it seek, deeper and deeper. Gently searching for her g-spot as my hand twists and turns the finger against her. When I find the treasured spot, I push against it with my finger for just a moment, and then release. Then my finger begins to rock, side to side, I slowly increase the pressure until she begins to moan and buck slightly. I slip a second finger into her pussy and I’m rewarded by hearing her moans intensify. Again, my fingers rock and massage at her g-spot.

I bring my other hand up and begin to rub her ass. Running my hand over those sweet globes sends a pulsing sensation to the root of my cock. I think her ass is so sexy and to have it displayed for me, so open, is the realization of one of my most erotic fantasies. Slowly my hand rubs over her ass while the other continues the deep stimulation of her g-spot. I can tell she is getting canlı kaçak iddaa close to an orgasm, her breath is coming in ragged moans. Her juices are dripping down my fingers and onto the bed. I lick one finger and place it gently at the center of her anus and begin to massage lightly. This sends her over the edge and she explodes in orgasm.

As she begins to come down from her orgasm, I slide my fingers out of her vagina. I lick her juices off them, noisily so she knows that’s what I’m doing: “mmmm, baby your cum tastes so good,” I moan. She is panting and moans a weak reply. But my finger has not stopped its gentle massage of her puckered hole. During her orgasm, I could feel the muscles clenching and tightening. I reach over and add a little a lubricant so that my finger slides more gently over the thin tissue there.

And then I press it in. She gasps at the sudden intrusion to her ass and I stop. My index finger is just barely inside her, not quite even to the first joint. I take my other hand and begin to gently rub her globes again, down her back and along her hips “relax baby, it’s OK.” I can feel the muscles in her anus begin to relax and I gently push my finger a little deeper until it stops against the inner ring. My other hand roams down and my fingers dance across her lips and the smooth, bare skin surrounding her pussy. I let my fingers find her vagina and slide in and out, teasing at her clit. Again, she moans and whimpers as I tease her electrified pussy.

I resume pushing my finger into her anus; I feel her inner ring open and my finger slides almost effortlessly in until my knuckles are against her ass. She growls “God, that feels so full.” She struggles a minute “give me second to get used to it,” she almost pleads. My cock is throbbing. I’m not sure how long I can hold on. My other fingers find her vagina and I slide one in. She gasps and as my finger rubs her g-spot, she begins to come again. Juices are running down my hand in a stream and her anal ring grips my finger almost vice-like. “Oh God, baby, I’m so full. Oh god, it’s too intense” She moans as her orgasm subsides. I can feel her anal muscles relaxing again and I slowly begin to slide my finger back out. Just before it clears the inner ring, I reverse direction and begin to finger fuck her ass. She grunts, but is so spent that she does not try to move or wiggle. Slowly, deliberately, my fingers canlı kaçak bahis work in and out of her tight ass. I can feel the muscles relaxing, admitting my thrusts more readily. I squirt a little more lube onto her hole, and at the top of the next stroke I pause. A second finger pushes its way into her ass and I hear her suck air in around her teeth. The muscles are more flexible and it passes the inner ring more easily. She grunts as my fingers slide knuckle deep within her. I stop at the bottom and twist my hand. She shudders and moans and I can tell that while this is a different sensation, it is deeply arousing to her.

But my cock will not be patient any longer, so I slowly remove my two fingers completely from her tight hole. Squirting more lube on my rock hard cock, I line it up against her anus. She is moaning now, as she realizes what is next, “I want to feel your dick in my ass,” her voice breaks and I know she is actually nearing a third orgasm. I slowly push my purple head in. When it hits the inner ring, I feel her muscles begin to open and my head almost pops as it passes through. And then it slowly sinks deep into her ass. I can feel the tight ring sliding down my shaft until it grips me near the base. I stop and catch my breath giving her a minute to get used to the fullness. I can hear her panting and moaning.

My hand begins to tease at her soft pussy lips again and I seek out her hard clit. I hold the position, buried in her ass, for a moment while I let my fingers bring her arousal up again. But my cock demands to thrust and I grab her hips and slowly slide up. As I feel the ring get to the underside of my helmet I reverse direction and push into her.

She gasps and I can feel her start to shudder and shake “God yes, fuck my ass,” she yells as she begins to cum again herself.

I plunge deep with in her and my balls tighten. I can feel the root of my cock pulse and the warm cum pumps deep into her. I cannot thrust, I simply hold her hips with my pulsing cock buried in her ass.

In a moment it is over. I slip my softening dick out of her anus. She is lying, spent, on the pillows herself. I survey her gorgeous figure again. The cum seeping out of her anus, her juices on the pillows and bed and running down her thighs. I look at her flush face and she looks back at me and smiles.

I flop alongside her so that I can look into her eyes and rub her back. “That was marvelous,” I sigh. She smiles, sighs and closes her eyes for a moment. Opening them, “so, are you going to untie me now?” I chuckle “and why, prey tell, would I want to do that? As you’ve said, I’ve really got you over a barrel now.”

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It had been the absolute worst week of Michelle’s twenty-nine years of living. She had been fired from her floral designer job because ‘she was not fitting in at Whitemans’. It wasn’t that “she” didn’t fit in, it was Mr. Whiteman, who wouldn’t “let” her in. He had made it quite clear as to what would help her career most. She quit on Tuesday.

And then on Wednesday the roof fell in on her. Well, figuratively anyway. Her landlord served her with an eviction notice. It seemed there was some misunderstanding about the last six months rent not having been paid. Of course his wife said that she had to go, but maybe he could let her stay a little longer if she were to show the right kind of gratitude. She moved out that day.

Michelle had always been told that her looks would take her places. Now as she surveyed herself, she saw what men called a killer body. Starting with her long tan legs, curving into lusciously rounded hips, meeting at her petite tight ass, extending up past her flat stomach to her pouting to be caressed breasts, her sparkling blue eyes topped by a sun streaked golden mane of mid-back length hair.

Not bad, but all it had gotten her was now all packed in her 1982 Volkswagon that she was in heading west to California. Everything that she owned was in a suitcase in the trunk. She figured she could start fresh in Los Angeles. She had an aunt there that would take her in until she got back on her feet.

Just outside of St. Louis, construction on I-70 forced her to detour through rural Missouri. Michelle was enjoying the scenic tour when her car started coughing and wheezing. She coaxed it to the side of the road just in time for it to die completely. Well, wasn’t this the perfect ending to a perfect week.

Looking up and down the country road, she started walking back to an old service station she remembered passing just a couple miles back. It had to be at least 100 degrees. Dressed in cutoffs and a halter, the sun had raised a layer of glistening sweat on her bronze skin by the time she reached the station.

“Anybody here,” she called, the place looked deserted. “hello, anybody.”

Just then somebody came out of the restroom along the side of the old building. Zipping his pants as he came out, he stopped everything when he saw Michelle. He looked to be about eighteen years old, she noticed. Covered with grease, his overalls still had the ability to emphasize his youthfully muscular body. She looked him over curiously, finishing with her eyes fixed on his half open zipper.

Seeing where her eyes were, he blushed, “I didn’t hear you drive up, sorry m’am.” He turned around and finished pulling up his zipper.

“I didn’t drive up, my car broke down just up the road. I was hoping to find someone to help me.” she said, wiping the sweat from the back of her canlı bahis şirketleri neck and around under her chin.

“I can help you. I’ll get the truck.” he said, letting his gaze quickly inspect her halter and short shorts. Reluctantly looking away, he went into the office to get the keys for the truck.

She smiled at his attention. But she wondered how someone so much younger than her would be able to help her. She had expected to find someone older and more experienced. ‘I don’t have much choice… we’ll see.’ she shrugged to herself. She walked around to get in the truck he had pulled up in front of her. ‘You never know…’ again to herself, smiling again as she noticed his eyes ogling her bouncing tits as she climbed into the truck.

Within a half an hour he closed the hood of her car and walked back to where she was sitting, half lying actually, on the hood of his truck. She sat up as he approached.

“You need a new fuel pump, ma’m” politely looking past her, and then added, “I can have it fixed for you in a couple hours.”

“That’s great!” she exclaimed, jumping off the truck and landing right in front of the boy. Then it hit her, “How much will it cost?” Her money was already running dangerously low.

“Well, let me figure… all totaled up it ought to run ya about $17.95.” he said realizing that he had been staring at her.

“What? That can’t be right, the pump has to cost you that much.” she was still shocked.

“Yeah, that is how much the pump costs. My momma would whoop my behind if I didn’t help someone in need if I could.” he shyly stammered.

“We wouldn’t want that to happen, now would we.” she gushed, giving him a quick hug. He abruptly pulled back, embarrassed. In that short instant she had been surprised by the strength and firmness in this young man’s arms and chest.

Driving back to the station, she felt his eyes glancing over at her whenever he thought she wasn’t watching. When she let her fingers trail down her neck and into the cleavage of her breasts, she heard him swallow hard and she saw the bulge pressing against his overalls. They were back at the station before anything else occurred.

After he retrieved the fuel pump and got his tools, he said to her, “You can wait here. It’ll be cooler for ya. There’s some cold drinks in the fridge, help yerself.”

She found some beer in the fridge, and popped the top off of one bottle with an opener on the wall. After wandering around, she settled in the office chair behind the desk. Opening the top drawer, she saw some invoices, pens and a two year old calendar. Pushing that one closed she opened a side drawer. It had files hanging in the front. Flipping through the files, she saw some rags lying in the back of the drawer. When she pulled them out she saw the magazines, Hustler, canlı kaçak iddaa Biker Babes, Penthouse and others of the same type. So this was how he got off.

Michelle sucked down the refreshing ice cold beer and got another. Looking through the magazines while using the cold bottle to rub her forehead, neck, and stomach, she felt her pussy stirring.

Unbuttoning her shorts, she slipped her hand inside. Taking a long hard swallow of beer, she licked the rim of the bottle and inserted the round bottle opening into her wanton mouth as if it were a hard cock. Her wandering fingers had found her clit and she was losing all control.

Concentrating on the bottle sliding in and out of her mouth and the finger fucking she was giving herself, she never even heard the truck return. So it came as a tremendous shock to her when he walked into the office and caught her in the act.

She saw that he was even more shocked than she was. She also noticed that he didn’t leave or even look away. He was completely entranced. She put the empty bottle on the desk, but did not remove her hand from her open shorts.

“Come here,” she said firmly, holding out her free hand.

He was starting to come out of his trance, “Uhh.. I don’t… think I …” he was stuttering badly

“I said ‘come here!'” she commanded, “now!”

He moved around the desk, closer to her, but still very hesitantly. His mouth opened, but nothing came out.

“Your momma said to help people in need, well baby, I’m in need!’ she whispered sensuously, pulling him down to his knees in front of her.

Michelle took one of his hands and placed it over her halter covered breast. “Do you like that?” she asked, still rubbing her hot box. “Would you like to do more?”

He still could not speak, but he nodded enthusiastically. His plucking of the hard nipple through the halter made them both gasp.

“If you want to do more, you have to obey me totally, understand?’ she asked, already knowing he could only answer one way.

After seeing another nod, she commanded, “Undress me!”

He started fumbling with the front clasp on her halter, when she grabbed his shaking hands. “NO! With your teeth!”

Moving his head to her heaving tits, he grabbed the clasp with his teeth and twisted. His cheeks rubbed her generous mounds while his teeth finally opened her halter. Her tits sprung forward as they were unbound from their cage. His eager mouth found one and then the other, sucking the nipple as hard as he could into his salivating mouth.

Pulling his head off of her tits, she yanked it up to her mouth. Instantly probing his mouth with her tongue, she had again taken him by surprise. Michelle sucked and chewed on his now responding tongue.

“Now, do you still want to do more?” she asked coyly.

“Yes!” canlı kaçak bahis his mouth moving back to her rock hard nipples.

Pushing her shorts all the way off, she said, “Your mouth is great, now let’s see what else it’s good for.”

Urging him down with her hands, she positioned his face directly in her steaming pussy. He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do, but he was eager to please.

She held his face against her pulsating box. “Open your mouth, stick your tongue in there and move it around.” she begged. “That’s it, harder and faster.”

Renewing his efforts, he was learning fast with her guidance. His tongue was massaging her clit causing her to cry out, “Yes! Keep going, keep going.”

He tasted her juices rolling out of her pussy. That just made him lick and suck on her more vehemently. She screamed as his tongue accomplished its task, and locked her legs around his head not wanting it to end.

At last she sagged back into the chair. He looked up at her, childlike, looking for approval. She stood and retrieved another beer before saying,” You were wonderful, the girls around here must all be after you.”

“I..I’ve never done this..this with ..” he was stammering quietly.

“You’re a ..virgin?!” she blurted out. Then she realized this was embarrassing to him. “Well, I thought you were incredible.”

He both beamed and blushed from ear to ear. “Thanks” he said looking down at the bulge in his own pants.

“It looks like you would like to do more, right?” she cooed in his ear. At the same time she rubbed the palm of her hand over his clothed hardon.

Unzipping his overalls, she reached in to free his raging cock from its confines. As it sprung free, she dropped down and engulfed it with her cool mouth. Licking it she could feel him tense up. She removed her mouth and stood up.

Pushing him onto his back on the desk, she quickly straddled him, easing his hard cock into her oozing pussy. Taking his hands and placing them on her tits, she rocked back and forth, pistoning his tool further in and out of her box.

“Squeeze my tits! Fuck my pussy you young stud! Shoot your hot juices inside me!” she demanded.

He kneaded her tits and pinched her nipples. His dick was swelling even larger, encouraged by the gripping action of her talented pussy. It knew what it wanted and it was going to get it.

She reached around behind her and found his balls, fondling them. He was shooting his come into her in gushes as she reached her own orgasm. She grabbed his shoulders and fucked his cock as hard as she could until she couldn’t move anymore.

After they caught their breath, they dressed silently. He drove her to her car. Before she got out of the truck she leaned over and kissed his cheek.

“You are a great fuck! Just remember that your momma knew what she was talking about. You must always take care of women in need. And you do it so well!” she said as she slid out of the door.

As she sped down the highway, she wondered, ‘Is this the start of something better in my life?

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Felicity had planned on asking a girl friend to take her to the airport to visit her dad in the hospital. She had hoped that her daughter would stay at her house and give her a ride, but that hadn’t gone as planned. The next day just as Leo was about to spot her on bench she mentioned to him that she was leaving town for a while.

“That reminds me, I have to call Sabrina to see if she would be able to drive me to the airport on Wednesday this coming week.” Felicity wasn’t really talking to Leo at that point, he was just there. Felicity started putting a reminder into her phone.

“I can give you a ride,” Leo said, “I don’t have to work that day.”

“Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to put you out,” she responded.

“It would be my pleasure to take you to the airport,” the issue settled. ” What time do you need the ride?” Leo asked.

“My flight is around 3:30 am, I should be at the airport around 2:15. That should be soon enough to get through the security check. So pick me up at 1:20 am, are you sure you want to do this? I don’t want you to miss out on your well earned sleep.”

“Can’t sleep my whole life away,” he teased.

That Wednesday, he was promptly ten minutes earlier than she had expected. He quickly helped her with her backpack, since that was the only bag she had.

“I thought you were going to be gone for a while?”

“For a couple of weeks, yeah.”

“And all you have is this?” And he held up the bag by the top strap illegal bahis with his index finger quickly gauging the weight at under seven pounds.

“I don’t need much.”

“Clearly.” He was impressed.

They had been on the road for about twenty minutes neither one talking, when Felicity suddenly broke the silence.

“Leo, pull over,” Felicity’s directive was firm.

Leo didn’t hesitate. “Is everything alright,” he asked as he pulled far onto the shoulder of the highway and put his truck in park. He worried about her more than she knew. She had been through a lot of grief in the past nine months, and knew that could take a toll on a person’s well being. First her husband’s sudden death and now this health crisis with her father. Leo’s concern was clearly on his face.

Felicity didn’t answer with words, instead she looked at him intensely, flipped the center console up and out of the way with one hand and with the other was releasing the seatbelt that restrained her. Once free, she slid over and rotated her body around in one fluid motion until she was straddling his hips.

Her breasts were so close to his face he couldn’t help but bend his head down to bury his face into them. She smelled of lemons. He had never known a woman to smell of lemons, he loved it. Her dress was pushed up around her hips baring her smoothly muscled thighs. He slid his hands from her knees to her hips guiding her hips along the length of his already hardening manhood. illegal bahis siteleri She lifted her weight off him to wiggle his joggers down and shifted her thong to the side and settled back down on him.

He kissed her hard, but she pulled back and said, “no kissing, anything else is ok.”

He maneuvered one side of her wrap-around dress to bear her bra and coaxed her breast out just enough so he could toy with her nipple. His mouth wanted to taste her soft skin. His tongue playing tag with her nipple. Their two bodies moved in slow motion.

While Felicity had a plane to catch, which was the reason she was in Leo’s truck in the first place, she knew they still had time to celebrate the fact they were both alive and well. She reached her hand down to help guide his maleness to stimulate her more easily.

She was gently grinding her labia along the length of his shaft, to stimulate herself, and he felt how hot and wet she was getting as her parts rubbed on his parts in the most erotic and enticing way. Leo kept his hands busy, allowing them to explore Felicity’s body in ways he had only dreamed about before. He kissed the tops of her breasts, his breath causing her to sigh. All the while his hands wandered wanting to memorize every curve of her. His hands roamed across her back and shoulders, down to her waist, then on to her ass. Moving again from her firm butt cheeks down her thighs as far as he could reach, then slowly back up the tops canlı bahis siteleri of her thighs to finally grasp her hips, urging on her movement and help support her as their bodies continued to grind together . He wanted very badly to feel how hot and slippery her pussy was inside, but knew it was her call.

When she was on the brink of climax and needed to have him inside her, she lifted up off him so he could enter her.

She was so wet, he just slid right in with a slight rearward tilt of her pelvis against his. He knew she would be hot inside, but the heat of her core made sweat bead suddenly on his upper lip.

Her climax was immediate and intense. She cried out in pleasure as he penetrated deep within her. Her parts pulsating, sucking, and pushing around him, until he too climaxed. They stayed like that for a minute. Leo took the opportunity to bend his head into her breasts one last time to remember the smell of her.

When Felicity dismounted, she readjusted her clothes and strapped herself back into her seat like nothing had happened. Leo on the other hand was struggling not only to pull his pants back up, but also was confused about the situation and how it had just played out. He wanted to ask questions and clarify things. Why the no kissing? They had kissed before. The last time, he had put the brakes on thinking she wasn’t ready for a relationship yet. Before that, she had stopped when things were just getting good, so what had changed, he wondered.

Unfortunately, Leo knew he was going to have to wait for answers to his questions. It was clear that Felicity had very little to say today.

When he finally had his pants situated comfortably again, they continued on to the airport.

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Three days after Christmas, Dr. Ginger Bain was back in her office talking with her partner, Dr. Phyllis Barbarosa. Ginger wore a plain blue dress with a low cut neckline; Phyllis wore a white sweatshirt and jeans, and both wore a minimum of makeup and jewelry. Ginger was a plump, grandmotherly type of 55 with shocking red hair; Phyllis was a statuesque beauty of 45 with dark hair. “So, how was Christmas?” Phyllis asked.

“Not bad. Had to make a house call.”

“How long was it?”

“Oh, he had about six inches, but it was enough for this girl.”

“Ginger, you’re incorrigible. Who among our patients needed an emergency fucking over Christmas?”

“Harold Mims.”

“Don’t remember him. One of yours?”

“Yes, one of mine. Grief case, suicidal.”

“So you fucked somebody to save their life?”

She gave her partner a deadpan look of disbelief. “You make it sound so ignoble.”

Phyllis laughed and patted her hand. “I hope you didn’t take any unnecessary risks.”

“Only dietary. The food was wonderful.”

“Christmas time isn’t for diets.”

“How was your holiday?”

“All right, but my love affair with Brian is over. Bastard stood me up without an excuse.”

“Sorry to hear that. Your mother all right?”

“Yes. My daughter and granddaughter, too. I love the little imp, but I’m glad to be living by myself these days.”

“At least your daughter knows better than dump her on you.”

“Amen. So, you got any appointments tomorrow?”

“The usual lot. Nothing exciting. You?” “I see Mr. Shealy later today. He’s put in a lot of overtime over the holidays.”

“Good for you. He’s really giving you a workout.”

Phyllis smiled broadly. “Sweet Jesus, yes. It’s been a while, and I’m so ready for a hot time. It’s good I keep a change of clothes in my closet; his boss always dresses immaculately and I need to keep up appearances.”

“Well, I gotta work on these damn numbers. See you later.”

“Right. Be careful.”

“Always. I should be saying that to you.”

Phyllis left, her jeans twitching in anticipation. Ginger focused on her bookkeeping program: she handled the money for them, and needed to check over the entries before the end of the month during a lull. A knock on the door and Harold Mims entered, wearing a dapper dark suit and holding a single red rose. “Good morning, Dr. Bain.”

“Good morning, Mr. Mims. Is there anything I can do for you today?” Inwardly, she groaned that he found her dressed down.

“Undoubtedly, but I am not making any demands on you. Just making an offer.” He laid the rose on her desk.

She kept her focus on the screen. “Are you feeling better after the holidays?”

“Oh yes, the dark clouds are all gone. No need to work out my grief; once again, I remember my sister fondly and without much pain, grateful for what she gave me. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome; just doing my job.” She took a quick glance at the flower and returned her attention to the numbers before. After a long silence, she said with her eyes fixed on the computer screen: “Does that rose mean what I think it does?”

“I don’t know. There is a conventional meaning to this gift. In this case, it’s a sign of my gratitude to you, personally, Dr. Bain.”

She sighed and looked at him. “You know those three days were therapy, an act. I was trying to keep you from taking your stash of drugs. Trying to keep you alive.”

“Of course. If you say so.” His eyebrow lifted and a smirk came across his face.

She put her hands on her hips and tried to bore holes through his head with her eyes. “What do you mean by that?”

The smile was unflappable, and the eyes were relentlessly warm. “What you did was more than Lucy would do. You took her spirit and pushed it farther. This is not what therapy of any kind requires; you were looking for enjoyment and solace as much as I was.”

She sat quietly, dumbfounded. He took the rose and stroked her chubby cheek with it. “You didn’t want to be lonely at Christmastime, either, in fact, you don’t want to be lonely now. You try to drown yourself in work and it doesn’t work. Not that you’re not good at what you do, helping people. I just want to help you.”

She closed her eyes and felt the gentle petal across her cheek. “What do you want?” she said huskily.

“What do you want, Dr. Bain? I want to help you. I want to make you feel like a woman, feel loved. Will you let me do that?”

“I’m not the person you think I am. I’m not an innocent, I’m not perfect.”

“No, of course not. None of us are. And we’ll probably have to start over from scratch, person to person rather than Doctor to patient. Would you like to give that a try?”

Harold traced her skin from her cheek down to her cleavage. The rose teased the tops of her breasts, back and forth, and she took a deep breath. “What do you ask me?”

“Dinner tonight.”

“And after?” The rose traveled up her neck to work just under her ear, making giggle and pull away, but he kept the blossom there. They contested: her reluctance illegal bahis against his persistence. He switched sides and she tried unsuccessfully to evade him. The hilarity built and built until he finally let up and moved the rose back to her chest. She looked up at him, questioning with her eyes.

“We’ll see” he said at last. “Brandy in front of the fire, perhaps? A night under the starts in a warm frothy pool? Games from our childhood, conversation with a contemporary? Candlelight. Roses. Warmth and fuzziness.”

She thought for a long moment, savoring the soft flower on her skin. “Done.” Closing the program, she turned to him. “You need to pick me up around 5:00. My partner has a session later I have to monitor.”

“Fine. I’ll be back.”

She licked her lips. “I know you will.”

Later that afternoon, Phyllis was sitting at her desk looking like a corporate princess. Her hands trembled as she tried to play a computer game, killing time. After a couple weeks off, she was looking forward to what he was about to do for her, and she was hoping to try a new thing or two. The office was warm, but she shivered in anticipation.

Mike Shealy came through the door, wearing a snazzy new suit, cufflinks, and a broad smile. His whole bearing was different: confident, assured, optimistic. Phyllis looked him over and nodded in affirmation. “Well, this is a definite upgrade. You must have had an excellent holiday season. What’s going on, Mr. Shealy? Today seems very different, you seem very different.”

It looked like Mike’s smile couldn’t be pried from his face without radical surgery. “Betty Boobs got fired for mismanagement. Left yesterday; pitched a fit and bitched between the notification and the departure. It was so sweet seeing the look on her face as she stumbled out the door with her box of personal items. A wonderful, late Christmas present.”

“Excellent. That must be a load off your mind. Who got her job?”

“I did. They gave it to me, and I feel ready, ready to run. Things are going to be good. It will be a Happy New Year, a happy new life.”

She sat down behind her desk. “That must be great, Mr. Shealy. This may be our last session.”

“Oh, really?” he said with some disappointment.

“Probably,” she hedged. “You’re feeling good right now, but we probably need to let some of that last resentment out, wring every drop of anger from you. Once that’s gone, you’re free.”

Mike rocked back and forth rubbing his hands, anxious. “Okay. Sounds good to me. Bend over.”

Standing quickly, she waved her finger in front of his face. “Now, now, now, not so fast; I’m in charge here. Who’s the counselor? Today we do things differently. You’ll get to do what you’ve always dreamed of doing, don’t worry about that. But things will be different. Have to be this last time.”

She unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a bright red bra. “I’m going to make you wait today, Mr. Shealy. Betty Boobs won’t be around to tease you everyday from now on, so we’ll have to make this longer, more intense, bring about some closure.”

“I don’t understand.”

“You will, Mr. Shealy, you will. Trust me.” She got a couple of things out of her desk, then came around to sit on the desk in front of him. “For now you sit still and watch.”

Her blouse dropped to the floor, and her bra joined it shortly. Her breasts hung free, swaying slightly, nipples perking, and he licked his lips. “I want you, Betty Boobs,” he growled.

“I know you do. Down boy, keep it under control. Patience. Revenge is a dish best served cold.”

He almost salivated in expectation as he looked at her tits, the orbs that represented his chief tormentor for months. “I want to make you pay, Betty Boobs. I want to make you really pay.”

“You will. Don’t worry.” She cupped her breasts, mashing them close together, and held them in front of him, not six inches away. “Stare her down. Look at her. Keep your hands on the arms of your chair until I tell you.” Her nipples were starting hard and erect. “Tell her what you want to say. Tell her what you want to do to her.”

He spat on her, his saliva running down her lustrous, white skin. “You made me suffer just to get your kicks. You enjoyed giving me pain.” He spat again, and the creamy liquid trailed down like semen toward her huge brown nipple. “You’re worthless, cruel child. You deserve getting your ass fired, Betty Boobs.”

“Your stupidity got me fired,” she said with a harsh voice, rubbing her breasts together slightly as she spoke. “You can’t do anything right, and I got the blame. Now I’m out of a job and it’s your fault.”

He spat on her lustrous, rounded flesh again.”You toyed with me. You frustrated me.”

“You deserved it.” He spat on her breasts again and again, making them wet and slimy.

“I want to make you pay this one last time; I want to make you suffer like never before.”

Her voice shifted: “What you like to do to Betty Boobs? Slap her, choke her?” A loud slap rang out and a handprint appeared on her left breast.

“I’d like illegal bahis siteleri to tie her up and fuck her,” he said, his eyes intense and his hands wringing in his lap once again.

Phyllis looked at the fire in his eyes and smiled. For a moment, she was afraid he expected to try to handcuff her or bind her, leave her helpless. But her preparation and expectation gave her an option. This would be special, and if it was farewell, would be a fit finale. “All right. You can do that. I have a way.” She reached back and brought out a long, red silken rope. “We’ll tie her up with this rope. All you need do is hold this when I ask you.” She looped the rope underneath her breasts and wound a couple more strands. “Here, hold this here in the middle.”

He did, holding the triple loop as she wrapped the cord around base of each breast a couple times, then a couple of times around both to pull them together. Finally, the end went over her shoulder and around her neck, creating a halter effect. She had him tie it off by her right arm, then pushed him back in his chair. “Well, Betty Boobs is tied up. Like what you see?”

“I’ve never seen anything like that before. That’s. . .that’s. . .that’s amazing. Is it comfortable?”

“Of course not, Mike. Betty Boobs doesn’t like it at all. She’s helpless before you. You can do anything you like and she can’t help it.”

“How am I supposed to fuck her?” he wondered.

“Just a moment.” Phyllis turned around and took a pair of sharp scissors and a roll of surgical tape. She cut a piece almost long enough to run from one armpit to another, and put on end on the side of her right breast. Then she started applying it, pushing her breast inward to its maximum until she got to the end, her nipple half covered. The other breast was pushed in, and the tape brought the two nipples together, going on to the ending toward her left armpit, holding her breasts tight against each other.

“Now I have to position things carefully, and you may need to put your hands on my desk to balance yourself.” She knelt before him, leaning back, her newly created cleavage vagina slightly under belt high. “You were very good at reviling her a moment ago. If you do the same thing, spit on her and aiming for the underside, she’ll be slick enough you’ll get to fuck her really hard.”

“Sweet.” He spat on the underside of her breasts. “You slut. You deserve this. You deserve all the shit the world can throw at you. Dimwit. Idiot. Bitch. Whore. I’m going to fuck you and there’s nothing you can do about it, nothing at all. I’m going to fill you up.”

“You don’t dare. I hate you, I hate your little cock, I hate your stupid face. You can’t do it, limpdick. You couldn’t possibly fuck me. You’d die trying and I’d die laughing.”

Again, he spat at her, thrusting his hand between her breasts to lubricate them. “You’re ready enough. I’m going to fuck you Betty Boobs, I’m going to fuck you hard. I’m going to make you like it and miss me when you’re gone.” He pulled his rigid pole from his pants, and thrust it between her tits, making her moan. Starting slowly, he worked up speed, watching the end of his thick rod piston up and down the other side of the titcunt. She leaned back on her knees, holding herself by her hands flat on the floor, athletic enough to use the awkward position to please him. His cockhead came close enough to her lips for her tongue to slip out and lick it, which she did with every thrust.

“C’mon, tell her what you think. Give it to her.”

“I’m fucking you, Betty Boobs, I’m fucking you with my big cock. You’re going to miss me, now you know I’ve got a pole in my pants. Harlot, asswipe, brown noser. I’m getting you back for all the blue balls you gave me the past year. I’m gonna spray my load down your tight little cunt. I’m gonna sperm you, I’m gonna, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, NOW!” His cherry red member shot several pulses of creamy whiteness over Phyllis’ chest and face; she licked and sucked all the fluid in reach, capturing the cockhead and sucking him dry.

He sat back, his pants open, and she stood to sit on her desk again, her shoulders and face glistening and her breasts turning red in their confinement. “Is it good, Mike?”

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” As he looked up at her, a realization crossed his mind. There wasn’t much time for a plan, but he had to take a chance. Time to make a play for his real desire. “One more thing.”

“Yes?” she asked.

“I’d like to choke Betty a little.”

“Oh. All right. How fitting. Yes, that makes sense, I can see that.” She was a little puzzled, nervous before remembering Ginger was observing, protecting her from real mayhem.

She relaxed and started to open her mouth when he cut her off. “I know how to do it,” he said.

“Really? How?”

“Really. Take the ropes off.” He grabbed one end of the surgical tape by her armpit and ripped it off with one quick jerk, making her scream and bend over in surprise and pain.

“Yes,” she whispered, taking the shears from her desk and cutting her breasts out of their ropy confinement canlı bahis siteleri in seconds. They hung free, swaying slightly, returning to their healthy color. Eagerly, she waited for his idea.

Getting up, he looked around her. “There’s a pair of ice tongs on the desk.”

“Yes?” she said with lust in her voice.

He spotted them and picked them up, inspecting them closely. “Know what should I do with these? I think I know what you’re going to say.”

She smiled: “Take one of the nubs with the tongs and squeeze it. Dig the little teeth in if possible. Squeeze it like you’d like to squeeze her throat.” Coldly, he took the jaws and snapped them menacingly. Taking his time, he approached her delicate curve and rubbery brown bud, smiling broadly Letting her feel the cold metal for a few moments, he clamped the tongs down on her right nipple, getting a generous portion of brown flesh in its grip. “Hold on tight, yes, and watch,” she said, breathily. “Watch it. Watch it suffer and turn color like she would.”

He sat down, breathed heavily and held fast, making her wince. Her breathing became deep and shuddering, then she got control again. They sat in that tableau, punctuated by a passing rainshower, his eyes fixed on the captive flesh, her eyes fixed on his. Her mind traveled a marathon: was he what he seemed to be? Could she trust him? Could he see her as she was and feel the same as he did now? The nipple turned red, then deepened and went to light purple. Her head went back and forth, her mouth opened, her hands quivering, but her body stayed still. When it reached deep purple, she pushed his hand and whispered: “Go to the other one. That’s all that one can take.” He obeyed and she almost convulsed as the blood rushed back to her strangled flesh. He held fast to his meditation as he watched the left nipple progress from brown to red to purple; she tried to look through his forehead and see the workings of his mind beneath the surface, the thoughts she could not deduce. “Let go, she’s gone. She’s gone,” she said when the limit was reached, and bent over backward in agony when he released her.

Reaching up, he took her breasts into his hands and started milking them, making her gasp and shudder. “I’ve realized something,” he asked.

“Oh. What did you realize just now?”

He reached under her skirt and ripped a red thong from his body, throwing it over his shoulder casually. “I’m haven’t fucking Betty Boobs, not at all. I’m was fucking you, Phyllis, always, and you wanted it.” She started to speak, but he silenced twisting her tits. “This isn’t all about my therapy, I was doing your will, following your orders. You build up this fantasy to get me to torture you. I was turning YOUR skin red and raw, I was punishing YOUR ass and tits, I was fucking YOUR face and YOU were swallowing my dick juice. And most importantly, YOU were enjoying every moment; YOU were expecting me every week to give YOU what YOU wanted. You’ve been using me.”

Phyllis looked at him coldly, and he reached down with his right hand, playing with her clitoris, while still milking her right nipple. “All right, Mike. I’ve been using you. I admit it. Ahhh, Ahhh! And you’ve enjoyed it, too. You’ve benefitted from this as well. O my God, what are you doing to me?”

“Yes, I have, and I’m trying to get to the next level.” A hard slap on her tender globe rang out and a groan replied. “You’ve been doing all this, you’ve been setting all these sessions up to turn you on, because you’re a slut.” Another slap.

“Yes, yes, yes. I’m a slut, I’ve always been a slut. Hit me again.” Another slap, and she gasped for several long moments. After she recovered she said placidly: “Now what?”

He lifted her to sit on the edge of the desk and positioned his mouth even with her crotch. “I’m going to eat your cunt, and I hope you have a screaming orgasm.”

“Already did, twice today,” she said, smiling.

“Here’s number three.” Then he buried his face between her legs. His right hand came back up again and he kneaded her boobs roughly, while using his tongue, lips and teeth in her dripping valley. She gibbered and wailed, her sore boobs flopping wildly. Thrashing back and forth, she cradled his head until she orgasmed with a long, low wail that threatened to crack the windows. After he finished, he licked her clean, spitting hair from his mouth as he fell back into his chair.

Putting his cock back and zipping up, she sat down on the floor before her desk and looked up at him, her makeup askew. They looked at each other, daring, questioning, wondering.

“You like being spanked,” he began.

“I love being spanked,” she replied.

“You like being abused.”

“I love being abused.”

“You like big dicks.”

“I love big dicks. I worship big dicks. I’d suck your big dick eight days a week.”

“You know, I looked forward to these sessions so much, I can hardly walk over here, my dick’s so hard.”

“Good. I’m glad. You’re nice guy, Mike. I’m on your side. I want you to feel good. Didn’t our sessions help you at work?”

“Yes. I couldn’t take Betty seriously after I finished with you every week. I relaxed, and she didn’t know what to do with me. She’d yell at me, I’d take notes, and give her a damn big stupid smile which unhinged her completely.”

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