The New Adventures of Katie Ch. 05

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Ass

Weeks had passed since Katie was last a part of Vida Reyes’ lunchtime plans. Vida made Katie be her sex pet during Katie’s lunch break as a way of breaking her into the company.

Katie still didn’t know what her job was at Xetymew, the biggest computer corporation in the city. It hadn’t dawned on her that her single role at the company was to be at Vida Reyes’ disposal for sexual conquests. All were somewhat humiliating for Katie, but in each adventure, she had multiple orgasms to make up for any of her dismay.

The passage of time was good for Katie. It allowed her to pretend to work. Not really knowing her job, she always turned her computer on and always brought a new fashion magazine to read each day.

The phone on Katie’s desk rang just as she was taking a sip of her caramel latte. It was Vida. “Oh boy. What does she want now,” Katie thought to herself. Answering the phone in her usual “I will obey,” Vida changed her usual answer and asked Katie if she had any plans for the upcoming weekend.

“Uh, no Ms. Reyes.”

“The company is holding a retreat for its new employees and I thought you would get a lot out of it by attending.”

“Tha-that’s very kind of you.”

“Yes, it is. Be ready to depart straight from work Friday. You should pack a little bag with change of clothes for a couple days. My assistant will give text you with further details.”

The call ended. Katie didn’t know who Vida’s assistant was. What she didn’t know is it was one of the women who took part in Katie’s gang bang parties. She was also at one time a new employee who Vida liked to play with, but not as much as Vida did with Katie.

Katie got the text, which called for a variety of clothing. It also let Katie know that she was to obey everything that happened at the resort. Katie knew one of her roles at the company was to obey Vida. Now it seemed she had to obey everyone Vida told her to, yet she still didn’t know what she actual did at Xetymew. The text continued letting Katie know there would be time spent at fine restaurants, times spent at a pool and times in-between. Katie packed accordingly and brought her suitcase with her to work Friday morning.

Lunch went by without Vida contacting Katie for a special rendezvous. Katie didn’t mind as she continued sipping on caramel lattes and reading the latest fashion magazine.

A few minutes before the work day was over, Vida walked over to Katie’s cubicle instead of calling her on the phone. Katie turned around and nearly spilled her drink as she fumbled for what to say.

“I obey-”

“Cut that out and follow me. Bring your suitcase.”

Katie obeyed Vida and entered her office. tuzla escort “Step away from the bag. I need to see if you followed your orders.”

Katie started to panic when Vida opened up the suitcase and had a look of astonishment.

“What the hell is this! Who the fuck said you could bring this!” Vida said as she held up a fashionable skirt and top.

Vida removed the sportswear and casual clothing, but left a couple hot bikinis, tiny short and jersey-cloth tops which would cling to Katie’s body.

“This is all you will need. In fact, just put these items in your clutch when you get back to your desk. But, maybe you shouldn’t even go to the retreat?”

“No I didn’t know not to bring those items,” Katie said.

“It’s getting to be too much. You should have gotten this information in the text my assistant sent you. You got the text, didn’t you?”

“Well, yes, but-“

“But nothing. I may have to fire you.”

“No. Please Ms. Reyes, I always obey you. I obey you. I will do whatever it takes to keep this job. Anything.”

Vida ordered Katie to remove her clothes and sit on her desk. Katie took off her low-neck line blouse and mid length skirt. Vida pulled out a little pocket rocket vibrator, turned it and told Katie to lie back. Vida pressed the buzzing vibrator on Katie’s nipples which instantly became erect. She took the vibrator and rubbed it on Katie’s scalp and her shoulders. Katie was becoming aroused and moaned loudly.

Vida kept Katie squirming when she ran the vibrator down Katie’s body and pressed it on her pussy. Vida rubbed it on Katie’s outer and inner labia and on her clit. Katie yelped as she had a massive orgasm and passed out on the desk.

When she came too, Vida was placing Katie’s resort wear into her clutch and ordered Katie to get dressed and go outside where a car would take her to the retreat.

The car ride was uneventful. It was quite long and led Katie out of town. When the car stopped, the door was opened and Katie exited and was met by a woman who introduced herself.

“Welcome to La Xetymew, the company’s resort. My name is Marcia. As a new employee you will be treated to the most gracious of amenities during your stay. Now follow me and we will get you registered and show you to your room.”

Marcia took Katie by her hand to the front desk, and then personally brought her to a suite on the top floor of the resort. Katie was astonished at the lush carpeting and leather furniture. There was a patio door leading to a deck which overlooked the pool.

“Why don’t you get settled and I’ll check on you in a few moments. You need to read this before getting started.” göztepe escort Marcia handed Katie a note before leaving the room. Katie was stunned with what she read.

“Katie, welcome to La Xetymew. While here you will obey ever command of your host as you do me at work. Now get undressed. You will not be needing clothes this weekend unless your orders change. And before Marcia comes back put on the robe in the closet. It will give her something to remove.”

Katie stood there, holding the note and re-reading the message. “What is happening? What kind of resort is this?”

Hearing Marcia at the door, Katie quickly removed her top and skirt and put on a white terry clothe robe that was hanging in the closet.

The door opened and Marcia had a big smile on her face, she was so enamored at Katie’s beauty. Marcia’s role was more than host. She was the first in line at Katie. There really was no new employee retreat or company resort. Vida was taking Katie for a long sex bitch ride, seeing how far she could take her new employee before Katie just called it quits.

“I see you are wearing a robe. Did anyone tell you to do that?”

“Uh, no Marcia, um, I mean, I don’t no what to call you or say.”

Marcia walked up to Katie, kissed her on her forehead and removed the robe. “Let’s see how things progress before I tell you what to call me.”

When the robe hit the floor, Marcia’s eyes hit on Katie’s body. She gazed mesmerized at Katie’s breasts, at her waist and at her waxed pussy, which she thought looked soft, moist and eager to touch.

Marcia began kissing Katie’s neck, trailing down to the valley between her breasts, and then used her tongue to trail lightly around each nipple, making a wet spiral path. She continued sucking on Katie’s right nipple and using her fingers to pinch Katie’s left nipple. Soon she began pulling the left nipple and lightly bitting the right one, causing Katie to moan and reach onto Marcia’s shoulders for support.

Marcia switched nipples and was biting Katie’s left nipple and teasing it with her tongue while continuing to pinch, pull and caress Katie’s right nipple. Marcia backed away and removed her dress, revealing a taut and tanned body. She pushed Katie onto the bed and continued kissing her breasts, making a trail down Katie’s tummy and down to her pussy, which was already slippery with wetness.

The action was turning Marcia on, and she got onto the bed and straddled Katie’s face in a 69 position, allowing her to taste Katie’s tasty pussy. Katie was in a trance-like state, her nipples and pussy engorged by Marcia’s touch, yet wanting to dive into Marcia’s pussy and make her cum.

Katie üsküdar escort used her tongue to dart into Marcia’s waxed pussy, using her teeth on Marcia’s clit, causing Marcia to grind her pussy hard into Katie’s face. At the same time Marcia licked her way to Katie’s pussy, using her fingers to spread it apart and place her whole mouth on Katie’s inner labia. Marcia used her hands to push Katie’s butt up into her mouth which caused Katie to arch her back as her aching pussy gave way to an orgasm. Marcia kept grinding her pussy into Katie’s nose and mouth and came all over her face.

Marcia slid down Katie’s body, wiping her pussy on Katie’s tits. She turned around and forced Katie to clean Marcia’s face and fingers. Marcia told Katie to stay as she put her dress on and left the room.

Katie was in a daze. She didn’t know what had happened or what to think. All she knew was Vida had told her to obey Marcia, and she was apt at that.

Katie was a mess of sweat and cum. She wanted to clean herself up, but heard the door open. Could it be Marcia returning for more?

“Oh, I didn’t know anyone was in this room. I was supposed to clean it up.”

Rita, a woman dressed as a maid, had entered. She was a friend of Vida’s and was invited to have a crack at the new girl on staff. Not saying anything, Rita ripped off her outfit and straddled her legs around Katie’s hips, kissing her lips and mouth. Katie was still in a state of arousal and enjoyed this new attention.

Soon Rita moved down Katie’s body and went straight to her open pussy. Rita started to suck and lick Katie’s pussy lips, teasing her clit by sometimes lightly touching it with her tongue or grazing her teeth along it. Katie didn’t take long before her hips started moving in short spasms. Rita surprised Katie inserted two fingers up her ass as she darted her tongue into the concaves of Katie’s pussy. Rita was arousing Katie’s pussy and ass at the same time, causing Katie to arch her back as if she was nearing another orgasm. Rita quickly took one of her hands and with a finger, tweaked her clit. This was the climax. As she shrieked and bucked in ecstasy, Katie let loose with a massive orgasm, her cum spurting out of her pussy and into Rita’s mouth.

Rita captured most of the cum and moved up Katie’s body to give her a taste. They kissed hard with Katie licking her own cum off Rita’s face.

Getting up from the bed, Rita took Katie by the hand and placed her into an already running hot bath. Rita enjoyed bathing Katie. She loved rubbing her hands and large sponge over Katie’s smooth skin. Rita started rubbing her pussy with her fingers while gazing at Katie’s nakedness. This gave Rita the orgasm she was waiting for.

After a few more minutes Rita said she had to leave, but told Katie she shouldn’t stay too long. There was a meeting downstairs in 10 minutes. Clothing would be provided. They knew Katie didn’t pack much.

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Strict Old Principal Ch. 03

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Babes

This time I only waited two days to make it back to Mrs. Mattenhausen’s house.

I rang the doorbell and she called for me to enter. Once inside I was shocked to see that Mrs. Mattenhausen was not alone. There was an older man with her. Not as old as she was. I calculated Mrs. Mattenhausen to be about 64 years old but he was at least in his mid fifties.

“Ricky, please meet David.” She introduced us and I shook his hand.

“Ricky, you are such a dear but I need someone my own age to have as a partner. I have been dating David for a few months now but older men are just not as virile as young men are.” She explained. “Therefore your duties today will be to fluff David and serve us while we have sex.”

I burned with shame. What did she mean by fluffing David? Did she want me to actually watch them fucking? I was actually jealous! I did not want David touching my Mrs. Mattenhausen!

“If you do good you will be rewarded and I will give you release.” Her voice woke me from my reverie, “If you do not do good I will punish you and you might not be invited back to serve me.”

I was disgusted with myself, but I liked her pussy. As old as it was, it was the only real pussy that I had access to so I agreed to her terms.

“Good, now lets go to the living room.” Mrs. Mattenhausen instructed while leading the way.

Once in the living room David took his shoes off and dropped his pants. He had a large flaccid cut cock and I was mesmerized by it. Mrs. Mattenhausen instructed me to make it hard. And ready for her.

David sat on the sofa and flopped his cock around some. I did not want to touch his cock. I am not gay. I hesitated. Mrs. Mattenhausen’s eyes burned into me.

“If you do not get David hard for me, you are going to be severely punished.” Mrs. Mattenhausen sternly warned.

I did not want another round with the spoon so çekmeköy escort I grabbed David’s cock and hesitantly took just the head in my mouth. It had a nice soft velvety spongy texture to it that was not unpleasant. I started rubbing the sensitive area under the helmet with my tongue.

“Oh my god Ricky!” Mrs. Mattenhausen exclaimed, “I can’t believe you are actually doing it! You must really be hard up for my old snatch! Keep on, this is the best thing I have seen in forty years!

I thought to myself how correct she was. I was addicted to her old pussy. It was the only pussy I could get and I was somehow also really getting off on all of the degrading acts that she was making me do. I actually craved the humiliation for some reason and never wanted it to stop!

I now really concentrated on getting David hard now and took more of his cock into my mouth. It was addicting. It felt so good and soothing. Soon I was bobbing my head up and down his now hardening cock. I felt so ashamed of myself but also a sense of power and pride at making it hard!

it was now totally hard and the skin was so soft and velvety. I would take it all the way in and feel it’s head hit the back of my throat. I then bobbed up caressing its length with my tongue and lips.

I was really disappointed when David told Mrs. Mattenhausen that he was as hard as ever and that we should progress to the bedroom.

I sadly released his cock from my mouth and felt empty. Mrs. Mattenhausen took David by the hand and left with him to the bedroom.

“Wait here until I call for you Ricky.” She told me as she left with David.

I could hear the bed creaking in the bedroom and they were both moaning. I was so jealous of David! I burned with shame but loved it at the same time. After about ten minutes Mrs. Mattenhausen called me.

I entered the room and cevizli escort David was fucking Mrs. Mattenhausen on the bed in the missionary position.

“David needs more stimulation Ricky. Please suck on his nuts so that he can find release.”

She commanded.

I got on the bed between their legs and saw his huge old nuts. I lifted them up in my hand and could see Mrs. Mattenhausen’s raw lips underneath with his cock pistoning in and out. I leaned forward and took his scrotum into my mouth. It was even softer than his cock! My forehead was pushed up against his ass cheeks and I had to fight to keep his sack in my mouth every time he lunged forward and deeper into her ravaged snatch. I loved having his sac in my mouth and sucked a nut in. I massaged it with my tongue and David moaned loudly!

Soon I had both of his nuts in my mouth and was giving them a good pull with my mouth every time he sunk into Mrs. Mattenhausen. I vigorously tongued his sac and separated his balls with my tongue. This seemed to do the trick and I felt his nuts contract and pulse as he unloaded into Mrs. Mattenhausen!

They both laid there holding on to each other for a few minutes and I did not dare to remove his sac from my mouth and they recuperated. However all good things must end and soon David rolled over and his nuts were pulled out of my mouth.

“Clean him off with your mouth Ricky.” Mrs. Mattenhausen commanded.

I did not have to be told twice and took his still hard cock into my mouth and removed all of their combined juices. They were pungent but did not taste bad. I swallowed them down and kept on sucking on David’s dick until it went soft in my mouth. David thanked Mrs. Mattenhausen with a kiss, winked at me and proceeded to dress himself. He then left.

I did not have to be told what to do and just dome into Mrs. Mattenhausen’s erenköy escort snatch as David got dressed. It was a mess! There was dried up pussy juice all in the hairs and her gash was so juicy and slimy! I reveled in my humiliation as I cleaned her up. I sucked all of the drying juice out of her pubes and then gave her whole snatch a few licks from taint to hood with the flat of my tongue. Her lips were so raw! I then started stabbing my tongue deeply into her and shoveling out their fluids into my mouth. I was addicted to the taste. It was so raw and bitter but in a good way! I formed a seal over her cunt with my lips and sucked real hard and then dug my tongue back in making sure to get everything out. Once her sex was clean I concentrated on licking her clit and Mrs. Mattenhausen came hard clenching my head between her thighs!

I felt so proud when she told me how good I did.

Mrs. Mattenhausen then laid me down and rode my hard cock like a cowgirl. I cupped her ass cheeks in my hands and could not last long as I had a huge orgasm. I knew I blew a huge load into her for I had been hard and leaking the whole time that I took care of both David and her. I wasn’t surprised when Mrs. Mattenhausen got off my cock and squatted down over my face. I would have been disappointed if she didn’t.

I licked and sucked all of my huge deposit out of her and loved doing it! It was so slimy and bitter and I knew that it was right as I burned with shame. I actually swished my seed around my mouth savoring its flavor before I swallowed it down. It had been inside of her and it was a valuable gift!

By now Mrs. Mattenhausen was moaning and grinding her crotch into my face. She soon had another orgasm and I was rewarded with more juice flowing out of her!

As I got dressed Mrs. Mattenhausen told me how pleased she was with my behavior. She let me know that she has many plans and adventures in store for us. She told me that what we had done so far was just the beginning!

Once I had finished dressing Mrs. Mattenhausen actually gave me a passionate kiss with a lot of tongue. I swelled with pride as I left her house.

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A Story For Mister Ch. 03

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Gal Gadot

…The next morning, after their very first night together; they slept in, relishing one another’s company, lazing in bed until it was almost embarrassingly late in the day. He arose only to cook her breakfast, (which technically could have been lunch), after which they spent the day wandering the city, window shopping, and laughing uncontrollably at the cheesy jokes and bad puns which they both seemed to rattle off effortlessly. As he teased her affectionately and she punched him lightly in the arm, Kate realized she was in awe of this man. She was in awe of the fact that they could be so normal, out in the world together. In awe of the fact he was the same man who forced her down mere hours before, who fucked her more brutally than she thought she would ever possibly enjoy.

They must have been quite a sight, walking down the crowded city streets. Him, tall, dark and broad shouldered, with a chiseled face and cool demeanor; and she, the perfect compliment on his arm. Not arm candy, but something much more. Blonde and statuesque, with delicate features and a coy smile, she radiated confidence. She was visibly younger than he was, but not to the point that anyone would mistake him for being her father. They looked like the perfect couple, tall and successful; handsome and beautiful and laughing. People stared. Neither one of them seemed to notice. In a city of millions, they were alone.

After that very first night, Kate and Brian both knew it. It was undeniable, and obvious that they knew that this was it. Obvious that they had each found their corresponding other half, that elusive missing piece of your soul… the one that fits you in ways you never thought anyone could.

Brian knew Kate’s needs, and understood her desires, better than she knew her own. He could feel them inside her, and see them in her emerald eyes. He was the only man who had ever comprehended her intense need to be dominated, and was the same man who awoke that need within her. She had never opened herself up like this to anyone before, and they both relished in that fact. He taught her, trained her, and was patient and caring. In return, she gave him everything. Her heart, her body, her soul. And eventually, her freedom.

He trained her very quickly over the coming months, rarely having to discipline her, as she was a very obedient slut. He made sure to tell her that, each time, after he finished using her. Leaving her dizzy and exhausted and full of his cum, he would stroke her hair, hold her, and tell her what a good girl she was. How much she pleased him.

Their relationship became full of intriguing paradoxes. Kate loved being adored nearly as much as she loved being abused by him. Brian felt protective of her. Possessive. Proud. He wanted her to feel as if she were on a pedestal, except for when he felt like hurting her. Except for when he wanted her to be his little whore to punish, except for when he would completely exercise his power over her. She was strong and feisty, had a high threshold for pain and a strong desire to please him. But he was stronger. There were nights when he had Kate reduced to a quivering, whimpering little slut, begging for him to allow her to orgasm. She would look up at him with her big green eyes, disheveled and usually dripping with his cum. Even still she was beautiful, and he found it hard to deny her.

No matter what he did or said to her, no matter now degrading, no matter how red the welts were from his firm hand, no matter how roughly and viciously he fucked her, she always felt adored. She wasn’t sure if it was despite these things or because of them.

Months had passed since their meeting, yet it seemed like only days ago.

She awoke in his bed with him on the first day of spring. He was still fast asleep next to her. Kate admired his handsome face, nestled peacefully amongst the down-filled duvet and over-sized pillows.

She realized what she was still wearing and a smile crept across her face as she recalled the previous evening’s events. She was blissfully happy.

——

They had company over for dinner; a few of his friends, most with girlfriends or fiancees in tow. That afternoon they seemed like any other couple getting ready to throw a dinner party. Except for the fact that Kate sauntered through the condo, dressed only in a black bustier, little booty shorts and impossibly sexy stiletto heels as she helped him cook and prepare the meal. She wasn’t instructed to be clothed until only minutes before the guests arrived. Although she would have loved to see the look on their faces if she answered the door in her current attire.

She had not yet met his friends; and was introduced as they arrived one by one; under the pretense of ‘girlfriend’, which wasn’t entirely a lie. She wasn’t sure she was ready for anyone else but him to know what she really was. His adoring slut. While his friends seemed very accepting and friendly, she wondered what they must think kaynarca escort of her. Some little blonde twinkie, 13 years younger than he. Disgraceful. However, first impressions were quickly shattered.

Brian appeared proud as he watched her. Kate felt she was in her element; recalling her days as a bartender as she played hostess to his friends, mixing up a few dirty martinis for their guests, cracking jokes, at times being mildly flirtatious, even with their girlfriends. She locked eyes with his friend Johnathan as she continued to shake up a cosmopolitan for his girlfriend, Nicole. She had caught him staring at her tits, which were not obscenely exposed, but showing enough cleavage to make a slight jiggle as she shook the pink concoction. She was used to these little indiscretions, however this time felt different. Although she felt as if she was on display, it was not in that usual ‘piece of meat’ sort of way, as she often felt back in her days behind the bar. It was thrilling. She felt as if she was on display to please his friends, because he wanted her to be. Jonathan stared back into her eyes, giving her a slight look of embarrassment that he had been caught, but she knew it was more than that. She could see in his eyes that he was imagining what it would be like to fuck her. He was putting on the look as a ruse to his lustful stare.

“Kate, I need your help with something, hun.” She heard Brian’s voice call to her from the kitchen, a perfect cue for her to excuse herself.

Kate presented dark-haired Nicole (blissfully unaware of her boyfriend’s wandering eyes) her Cosmo with a smile, and strutted away. She could feel Jonathan’s eyes on ass as she walked towards the kitchen.

It was there that she and Brian shared a final moment alone before they were to serve dinner. Safely out of the view of their guests, he pushed his weight against her, forcing her up against the wall. His strong hand wrapped around her throat. He didn’t squeeze, as she expected him to; but stroked it lovingly.

“My gorgeous slut. What an impression you’re making on everyone. Such a good little girl. I think even their girlfriends want you. Such a perfect little slut.” He continued stroking her, as he whispered into her ear. “You’re lucky I’m so possessive of you, or I might be inclined to share.”

He suddenly gripped her tighter, his voice becoming a growl. “I want to throw you to your knees right now. But, we will have to wait until our company leaves, then I expect that you shall service me properly, slut. “

“Yes. Of course, Sir. I look forward to it.”

“I suppose I wouldn’t have to wait until they leave. If I wanted you to, I know you would make me come right here and now, if I told you to, wouldn’t you, slut?”

“Yes- er, Yes, Sir.” She was visibly startled by the question.

“Even with the risk that anyone could walk in at any moment and see you there, down on your knees like a whore?”

Kate answered reluctantly, unsure of what she was getting herself into.

“Yes. Sir, I would hold your delicious cum in my mouth until you allow me to drink it.”

“Mmm, very good pet. I like the thought of you smiling and nodding to my guests as you serve them dinner, unable to speak through your mouthful of cum.”

Was he really going to make her do that? She wondered.

“We will save that for another night, pet. But, it was a very good answer.” She smiled, and was surprised to recognize her emotion was not one of relief, but disappointment.

She found herself craving his cum as they shared an unbroken gaze for nearly the entirety of dinner. Company couldn’t leave fast enough. When he was sure no one was watching, he would mouth out words to her. Silently degrading her in the presence of his friends. Slut. Fucktoy. Mine.

Minutes felt like hours as she anticipated his cock inside her, in her mouth, in her cunt and her ass. Wherever he chose, she would welcome it.

One by one the guests finally left.

Kate felt her pussy dripping wet through the small triangle of fabric that covered the lips. She cleared dishes and began to straighten up the kitchen, but all she could think about was being fucked. She could still picture him from across the table, silently calling her all the names he knew sent shivers through her body and caused her clit to pulse.

He peered into the kitchen and admired his beautiful little sub girl as she cleaned. From the living room he observed her, and she could feel his gaze. He called over to her and ordered her to undress for him. Kate slowly removed her skirt, and unbuttoned her shirt to reveal different lingerie than before; an innocent looking white push-up bra and a white g-string, which tied shut at each hip. It was a change from the slutty black number she had on earlier.

“Kneel for me, slut”.

She did as she was told, and knelt on the cold ceramic of the tiled floor. She lowered her head and placed her clasped küçükyalı escort hands at the small of her back. He walked slowly to the doorway of the kitchen.

“Who are you trying to fool in those white underwear? Trying to look innocent. It certainly better not be me, pet, because you know I am the only one who truly understands what a little whore you really are. Take them off.”

Kate’s cheeks burned at his words as she followed his order. She unclasped her bra and her tits tumbled out. She then grabbed the ties on each side of her panties. These allowed her to remove them without having to break the kneeling pose she held in front of him. She was turned on, but wondered if she had done something wrong. He didn’t usually speak to her so harshly. He used harsh words, but never in such a context. Aroused and confused, she wasn’t sure what to think.

“Crawl to me.”

It hurt her knees. It hurt her knees and she loved it. He looked down at her, and ordered her to follow.

She crawled behind, following him down the hall to the bedroom. Again, she knelt, this time on the floor a few feet in front of the bed. He began to speak.

“So pet, do you think you made a good impression on my friends?”.

“Yes, Sir” Kate nodded as she replied, without raising her chin to look at him.

“Really? Do you think you did that all by yourself, slut? Do you think that’s really why they all liked you so much?” He took a deep breath. “Ah, sometimes you are so naive my pet. Didn’t you notice the way my friends looked at you? Didn’t you feel their eyes devouring your flesh?”

Kate’s heart began to race. Jonathan’s expression flashed in front of her.

“My girlfriend. Ha. Do you really think they believed that? I told them everything about you. Well, the men anyways. It was adorable, really, watching you play Suzy Hostess, while they knew all along what a little whore you really are. They know everything. I told them all; details. Like how you writhe so nicely when you cum, and how you love it when I smack you across the face and call you a slut, how you beg for me to fuck your perfect little mouth.”

Kate was glad her head was bowed, so he couldn’t see her blush.

“What do you think of that, my little thing? How does that make you feel, that they knew all along? Are you ashamed that you’re such a slut?”

Kate contemplated her answer, and slowly began to speak.

“Well, Sir. No, I’m not ashamed. I love being your slut, and I am proud of it. I am forever grateful to you for everything you have done for me. And if you want others to know, then that is my wish as well. I thank you, Sir; for the privilege. I am honored.”

“My fucking precious little pet.” He reached down to stroke the smooth skin on her cheek. “That was exactly what I hoped you would say. I know this will sound a little callous of me, but that was something of a test, how I treated you tonight.” He paused.

“To see if you were ready.” She heard him open the dresser drawer, and walk slowly back towards her.

“Look up, darling.”

In his hands was a thick band of supple white leather, adorned with a silver clasp and a circular ring in the centre.

She nodded, as her eyes glazed with tears. He stood behind her, and leaned down kissed the back of her neck as he clasped her new collar around her neck.

Her very first collar.

She started to weep, tears of joy at first, which turned into sobs. Brian comforted her, his newly collared sub, as her emotions overcame her. He lifted her chin upwards so her eyes met his.

“My sweet little thing. I thought this would make you so happy. Take a deep breath, pet. Please, calm yourself and tell me why you’re crying.”

“My darling Sir,” she answered between delicate and fading sobs. Then she blushed, realizing she was no longer to call him Sir, but Master.

“Master, I am so proud that I am to wear your collar, and you are right, it has made me so happy. That’s why I started crying, Master, because I was so grateful. But, then i realized that I can’t possibly wear this collar all the time. I’m crying because the thought of taking it off breaks my heart.”

He knew it was not reasonable for Kate to wear this collar at all times, as much as he wanted her to. She had a job, family, friends, a whole life outside of this one. He had no intention of taking that away from her.

“You know, I had a sneaking suspicion you would feel that way.” He reached into his pocket and retrieved a small turquoise velvet sachet with a gold tie. “So that’s why, I also got you this.”

Her eyes lit up like a child’s on Christmas morning. That aqua colour was unmistakable to a woman with her tastes.

“Close your eyes, pet” he murmured gently. He paused for a few moments, knowing the waiting was torturous for his little kitten. She felt something cold and metallic press into her palm.

“Alright, now you can open.” She blinked sancaktepe escort away more tears as she gazed down at a silver choker necklace. It was chain-link, but not overly delicate, like most women’s jewelry. It had thick links, and in the centre was a round flat silver piece a little larger than a quarter. It was sort of a posh version of a dog-tag, she thought.

She held it up to the bedside lamp. ‘Return to: Tiffany’s NY’ it read.

“What, in case I get lost, Master? Very clever.” she joked. He motioned for her to turn it over, and was delighted to discover the back of it was inscribed.

‘Mine – Always’.

“No, that is in case you ever get lost, pet. So you will always know, that you belong to me.”

She threw her small arms around her new Master’s neck and no words needed to be exchanged.

The sight of her in the collar was too much to bear. He had to have her, immediately.

“Mmmm, the collar looks delicious on you. Now, get onto the bed, pet. Now it is time for your reward for being such a good girl tonight.”

She lay on the bed, naked despite her collar, her legs spread wide to reveal that perfectly shaved little pussy he had come to crave so much. He looked at her angelic face as he steadied himself over her. He then watched her expression and listened to her gasp as every inch of his cock tried to push into her, in one thrust. Her tightness tried to keep him out. Her little pussy was not yet ready to be fucked. She knew he liked it better that way, that he liked the feeling of violation.

He held her down as he fucked her, with the strong grip that he always used. She was his now, to protect and cherish and abuse.

Though he was holding her wrists so firmly, grasping them so tightly, he was fucking her gently. He almost never fucked like this. There was something about her, at that moment, in that collar. Kate had noticed the difference. The gentle fuck was just what she needed. To feel treasured. She looked as if she would cry again. It was beautiful to see his little sub slut in the throes of such emotion and such pleasure at the same time.

He began grinding into her, hard, while maintaining his slow pace, and not letting go of her tiny wrists. She brought her hips up to meet his thrusts as they kissed passionately. They became one writhing organic form, limbs entwined as they fucked slowly but furiously.

“Come when I do, pet,” he whispered.

She moaned and nodded a reply, but her body was too wracked with pleasure to articulate.

The next few minutes were a blur of moaning, thrusting, wet fucking noises and sweat. The gentleness was gone and replaced by her Master’s need to cum. He wanted to fill her tight little cunt with white-hot sticky semen. He wanted to look deep in her eyes as it shot into her, watch her face while he filled her.

With an animal moan, he buried his cock deep inside her. He was spurting inside her, she could feel it. She screamed like a bitch in heat, responding to his orgasm with her own. It was a long, rippling orgasm, one wave after another. There was something about being in that collar that made her come harder than she ever had before. Now that she knew she had totally surrendered to him, body and soul.

Even after the contractions of her pussy had squeezed every last drop of cum out to him, his cock stayed hard inside her as they breathed heavily. They lay still together, both trying to recover.

“I’m so glad you’re mine now, kitten. You make me very happy.”

With her head nuzzling into his strong chest. Kate fell asleep with her collar on, and her still soaking pussy full of his cum. She had never been happier in all her life.

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Recalling the evenings events, her pussy became wet, and almost unconsciously slipped her hand underneath the duvet. She soon realized what she was doing, she decided she didn’t want to wake her sleeping Master, yet was too impatient to wait for him to get up. She admired him, while gently stroking her clit and probing two fingers inside her cunt. She could still feel some of his cum inside her. This turned her on even more. She withdrew her fingers and sucked on them, tasting her Master’s cum mixed with the sweet juices of her pussy. She wanted to drink a whole glass, they tasted so good together.

Her fingers returned to her swollen clit, as she brought herself closer to orgasm. Her cries stifled by the pillow were apparently not stifled enough, as her Master opened his eyes, first a little confused, then smiling as he realized what the vixen in his bed was up to.

“You insatiable little thing, can’t you ever get enough?”

She looked at him, moaned as she shook her head and continued rubbing her clit and pushing two fingers inside her wet little hole.

“Make yourself cum for me, pet. Now.”

It was the emphasis he put on the word now that did it. She lost control of her body, spasming and moaning under his direction. As her orgasm began to fade, he leaned over her, holding her down. She didn’t even have a moment to catch her breath before he kissed her. A soft, lingering kiss on the lips.

“Shhh,” he whispered, as she collected herself.

“How about some breakfast?”

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It was almost eleven-thirty when Jack finally crawled out of bed. Cynthia was not to be found but there was a note on the table. “Have gone to the store to get just a couple of items, so we do not have to go out today. We can just read and watch the ocean, that is what we came for, wasn’t it?” Affectionately yours.”

“Affectionately yours?” Jack was reasonably sure he had never had as much sex in two days as he had just experienced. Certainly there would be something better than “affectionately yours.” As he thought about it, maybe that was the safest thing to say. He made the bed and straightened up the room that did not need to be straightened up. After his shower he got dressed. Cords, shirt, V-necked sweater and some casual shoes. He was pretty sure he was not going out in the stormy weather. Already he was thinking about sex and Cynthia. ‘Is she insatiable, or am I?,’ he thought.

His phone rang and it was Cynthia. She had returned and wanted to see if he was up which meant if he wasn’t she was going to get him up. She had some things to bring up and he said he would be down to help her. He went downstairs and Phyllis was working at the front desk. “Good Morning, or is it afternoon?” he said.

Phyllis looked at him and replied, “It’s whatever you want it to be, you’re on vacation.”

Jack looked at her on his way out thinking she was indeed a very attractive woman. “Okay, I am opting for the afternoon.” With that he met Cynthia and loaded up the three sacks she had which seemed mainly to be cheeses and crackers and soda. Before they went into the lobby Cynthia stopped and gave Jack a kiss and said, “Were you serious about me being in charge while we are here?”

“Sure, you’ve done great thus far.”

She gave him another kiss. “So it’s okay that I fulfill a lifelong fantasy? You trust me, right?”

Jack was not sure what to say so he said, “Absolutely whatever you want. But I do not swing from the chandelier.”

“That was my first choice, but there are no chandeliers in the room. Okay, I’ll be up in just a bit.”

Jack acıbadem escort left and took the groceries upstairs. Twenty minutes later Cynthia can back to the room. She had a big grin on her face. “All right, you get to plan the afternoon, but it cannot have anything to do with sex.”

“Great, that is all I have been thinking about and now that is off the table. Here it is, we will read, look at the ocean, take a sexless nap if we want and I get to stare at you all I want.”

“All right, perfect. Just go easy on staring. What part of me do you like to stare at the most, anyway?”

“Your eyes.”

“Dang, I was hoping was my mind. Well close, I suppose.”

The rest of the afternoon was just that. They read, they took a nap, sexless, they just slept. The ocean was raging and it was fun to watch it in the safety of their room.

About five o’clock Cynthia said to Jack, “This evening I invited Phyllis to come to our room. I saw how she looked at you. Jack, do you think Phyllis is attractive?”

“The double bitch? Yes I do think she is attractive. And what am I suppose to do when she gets here?”

“She has enormous breasts, doesn’t she?”

“I didn’t notice, yes, she does, really large breasts. I ask again, what am I suppose to do?”

“I told her you wanted her, sexually and that if she came here at seven, she could seduce you if she wanted. The only condition is I get to watch. That’s my fantasy. I want to watch someone I have had sex with have it with another woman. Are you still all right with this?”

“I’m not sure.”

“I promise you Jack, you will not regret it and it will make me so happy. I have never met anyone, Jack I dare ask. You are the only one I would trust.”

“We’ll see how it goes. But if it gets too strange then I have to stop.”

“That’s fair enough.”

It was exactly seven when there was a knock on the door. Cynthia answered it, “Hello, Phyllis. Come in. We are glad you could join us.”

“Thanks for having me I was afraid we got off to a rocky start. This was nice atalar escort for you to have me.”

Jack stood up and greeted Phyllis. He never had really looked at her breasts, but now he was and they were wonderful. The dress she wore button up the front but at least the top but at least the four top buttons were not buttoned. Phyllis’s cleavage was long and deep. It caused Jack to have stirrings.

There was music playing, the room was lit only by the fireplace, the ocean storm could only be seen from the flashes of the moon reflecting on the water at the clouds tumultuously passed by. Cynthia was over at a counter fussing with something. Jack was sitting in a chair looking at Phyllis. Their conversation was lost in his thoughts.

He stood up and went over where Cynthia was, softly saying, “Are you sure, I feel a little awkward.”

“You’ll be fine; I will leave for thirty minutes. Please Jack, do this for me.”

Jack went back to where Phyllis was sitting. He glanced at Cynthia, but she was not there. He went over to the window and looked at the ocean and could hardly see anything. He then felt a body next to him, it was Phyllis. Jack looked at her and she gently gave him a kiss. “Would you like to dance?”

Taking Jack by the hand, she led him to the area close to the fireplace and they held each other, their feet not moving by their bodies swaying the time of Frank Sinatra’s voice. She pulled Jack in tighter so her breasts pushed against his chest. He could feel the warmth of her body against his and the more they moved, the more it excited him. Is brain kept switching back and forth from Cynthia to Phyllis. Phyllis moved her leg in between Jack’s and she could feel his cock swelling. The more she moved, the harder he became. She spoke, “You do know that Cynthia called me a bitch, don’t you?”

“I am sure she didn’t mean it.”

“Yes, she did and it is okay, I can be a bitch. Jack, you know I want you to fuck me, don’t you.”

“And you know I want to.”

Phyllis stepped back and unbuttoned the rest of her aydınlı escort dress. Her breasts were covered with a black bra that sheerness left no doubt as to the size and darkness of color of her areolae, not to mention the hardness her nipples. She was not wearing anything to cover between her smooth long legs. She took Jacks hand and led him to the bed.

She was standing with her back to the side of the bed, facing Jack, “Jack, I want you to fuck me like the bitch I am.”

She then took off her dress and removed her bra. As Jack started to touch her breasts, she turned around and laid the top half of her torso on the bed. Jack quickly removed all his clothes. Her beautiful ass was right at the height of Jack’s cock.

He started to put his hands around her when he felt from behind a warm body, skin against skin. Moving to his side, Cynthia gave him a small kiss on his chest as she went to her knees. She took his manhood, now erect and firm and kissed the very tip, her tongue circling the head. Then she took him in her mouth and covered his penis with her saliva. Standing up she held Jack’s cock in her hand and guided it toward Phyllis’s pussy.

When he was just ready to enter, Cynthia went behind Jack and held him around the waste. Jack moved his hips forward a Phyllis started to moan. Jack’s movement in and out of Phyllis was directed by Cynthia gently pulling and pushing him. When Jack was all the way in, Phyllis started to move.

Cynthia then took her hand and got hold of Jack’s wrist and pulled his hand around to his back. With his palm turned up, she moved so Jack’s hand was between her legs. His finger found Cynthia’s lips and he slid his first two fingers inside of her. As Jack moved forward into Phyllis, he slight came to Cynthia’s outer labia. Pulling back from Phyllis made his fingers go deep into Cynthia.

The rhythm of all three became as a symphony. Sound from Phyllis and Cynthia mingled with the primal sound Jack. Time was suspended. Jack could feel the vaginal muscles of Phyllis tighten. Cynthia was given the same response. Jack began to accelerate the stroke and back stroke in each woman.

Finally he could hold his sperm no longer and gushed into Phyllis. Cynthia became so wet he could barely keep his fingers in her. Then calmness came over them all.

To Be Continued

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“You guys want to go to the beach?” Gage asked us all. “I know a nudist beach east of town we could go to.”

“That sounds like a great idea!” I said eagerly. “I’ve always wanted to go to a nudist beach!”

The other two agreed, so off we went! It took a little over an hour to get there. It was a nice drive and was spent with the guys telling me all sorts of crazy stories of the shenanigans they have gotten into.

It was a pretty hot day, so when we arrived there were quite a few people there. Having never been to a nude beach before, I wasn’t sure how many people to expect. There were more than I anticipated.

We all took our clothes off and got out of the car. As I stepped out, I suddenly felt nervous, covered the front of myself with my arms (as much as I could anyway), and sheepishly walked around the car to Damon, Nick, and Gage. I think they noticed how shy I suddenly felt.

Damon grabbed my arm, pulled me towards him, and in his deep, sexy voice said, “mmmm you look beautiful.” Then gave me a deep kiss and slap-grabbed my ass.

“Yes, she does!” Nick said as he pulled me away from Damon to kiss me as well.

Gage grabbed my wrist next, “my turn!” He said as he pulled me in for my third kiss.

They sure knew how to make a girl feel special. With that I had my confidence back and strutted my stuff with three hot men in tow.

The sand was so hot that you had to hop through it quickly. It didn’t take long for us to make it to the water and the cooler, wet sand. There were naked couples and groups of people scattered all over the beach. This made things really exciting.

Gage came up behind me and wrapped his hands around me to grope my breasts. He had nice hands and they felt nice touching me. I could feel his breath on the crook of my neck before he began to kiss me sensually there.

“Lets go in further.” He whispered in my ear between kisses.

Smiling, I started walking into the water with him still holding me. When we were out deep enough that the water was to my shoulders, we stopped. I turned around, wrapped my arms around his neck, and started kissing him. As I did so, I pulled myself in closer to him. It was such a unique feeling, being bağdatcaddesi escort up against a naked man in the water. This was a first for me, and hopefully wouldn’t be the last. I loved how I could slide and glide over his naked body and graze my pussy along with it. It was so erotic.

His cock was rock hard, so I took this opportunity to slide my outer pussy along it a few times. It was rubbing my clit and the water made everything extra. After a few tantilizing laps up and down his cock, he grabbed my ass firmly to hold me in place, and rammed his cock in my pussy.

“Fuck ya!” He said as I let out my typical gasp from the first penetration (well first in a little over an hour).

The sand made things a tad slippery, but I could wrap my legs around him due to the almost weightlessness the water gave me. We held each other tightly for balance, made out, and he kept pumping away.

Nick came up behind me and started fondling my ass. Then he slowly slid a finger in and then another. He pushed them in deep, slightly moving them in and out. That combined with the fucking from Gage was incredible and of course made my moans louder.

Gage came hard inside me. As soon as he pulled out, Nick pulled me back against himself, and away from Gage.

With his fingers still in my ass, he reach his other hand around and started playing with my clit. As he did so, he nibbled up the side of my neck. It didn’t take long to get me close to cumming.

“Shhhhh not too loud,” he whispered as my moans got louder.

I bit my lip to try to muffle my moans.

“Good girl. Now cum for me, baby.”

That’s all he had to say. I exploded with an orgasm. They always felt a little different (in a good way) with fingers in my ass. My muffled moans sounded more like humming as I kept biting my lips.

When my orgasm was over, Nick released me and Damon swooped me up. It’s amazing the things you can do in water versus on land.

He grabbed my jaw firmly and kissed me deeply. As he continued kissing me, he pulled me closer and onto his rock hard cock.

I wrapped my legs around him so I was tight against him. While still making out, he thrust in and beykoz escort out of me, which was a bit tricky while he stood on sand, but he managed well enough that it felt amazing.

With every movement, my already-sensitive clit would rub against him, making me cum again. I love cumming with a big, thick dick filling my pussy. Thankfully, the kissing muffled my moans this time, because this orgasm was really intense.

He kept on fucking and kissing me. My clit continued to get stimulated. The next time I came, he held his cock deep inside me, pressing against my cervix, and he came with me. We continued making out, while our sexes twitched and let out everything they had before relaxing. I slowly released him from the grasp of my legs and slid off his cock. Our deep kissing continued as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pushed my tits up against his chest. It was very sensual and enjoyable.

We all decided it was time for a much needed rest. Finding a spot under a cluster of trees, shading the edge of the hot sand, Nick laid out a large blanket and we all laid down on it. I positioned myself smack-dab in the middle, managing to touch all three men with different parts of my body. My head on Damon’s chest, ass up against Nick’s groin, and feet kept warm between Gage’s upper thighs – high enough that I could feel his manly bulge.

It didn’t take long for all of us to drift to sleep. I woke up a couple hours later to a chill. It was starting to get dark. I snuggled into Damon more to warm up and he put his arm around me.

My movement must have woken Nick. I felt him rub his hand over my hip and onto my pussy. His hand felt warm on my chilly pussy. I’m pretty sure he could tell I was cold, as he continued to rub the outside of my pussy. After a few warming strokes, he slipped a finger between my pussy lips and included my clit in the rubbing.

Inevitably I started gently moaning. Damon tilted my head up and started kissing me. I put my hand on his cheek and deeply indulged in the kissing while Nick worked his magic on my clit. My nipples were hard as a rock from the simultaneous coldness and arousal, so when Damon started pinching my nipples, it sent shivers down caddebostan escort my body and intensified my moaning.

The closer I came to cumming, the louder my moans (muffled by kisses) became. The orgasm made my legs quiver. I opened my eyes, looking deep into Damon’s, feeling some kind of extra excitement because someone else was making me come, yet he is the one who gets to bathe in the desire in my eyes.

Once my orgasm was done, Nick pulled my ass further into his crotch-area so he could take me from the side. He slid his cock right in with the help of the wetness he had just caused. I had to stop kissing Damon and brace myself with a hand on the blanket from the force of Nick’s fucking. His ability in this position was impressive. He was still able to stuff me deep and hard with his giant cock.

Damon focused on my nipples while Nick had his way with me. Realizing my feet were getting cold, I suddenly remembered Gage and looked in his direction. He was on his knees facing us, watching, cock in hand slowly being stroked. He gave me a wink and I broke focus for a second to smile back.

Nick was getting close to cumming. I could tell by the increase in fucking intensity and how he started gripping my hip. He was gripping it so hard that it was slightly painful, but I loved it in an erotic way. I remember thinking how I hoped it would leave bruises, so I could remember this moment each time I saw them.

With a growl, Nick came deep and hard inside me, making sure to release every last drop before pulling his cock out.

“Mmm your pussy is so damn tight. You make me cum faster than I want to.” He chuckled.

“Mmm get over here!” Gage demanded.

He grabbed my legs and pulled me towards him while simultaneously turning me onto my back. Spreading my legs open, he leaned his face in and began devouring my pussy.

Damon kneeled beside my head. I reached my hand up, grabbed his cock and put it in my mouth. The pleasure I was getting from having my pussy eaten, made me go nuts on Damon’s dick. I licked, sucked, and slobbered all over it, all while humming as his cock stifled my moans.

I was close to cumming, my sucking intensified and I gently grabbed Damon’s balls and fondled them while taking his cock deep into my mouth,

I came hard and shortly after, Damon shot his load down my throat, moaning and gripping my hair in the same moment.

“Good girl.” Damon said.

I laid flat on my back, breathing heavily. What a day.

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My girlfriend is a cyclist and on the last Friday of each month she goes on a protest ride in the city. It’s supposed to encourage people to stop driving to work and ride bikes instead but all it does is make people angry. She doesn’t mind and enjoys shouting back at people who tell her to get off the road and out of their way.

Last Friday I’d come home from work and was getting undressed. I’d taken off my shoes and my tie when I heard her come through the front door. She came to the bedroom door with her helmet still on. She’d kicked off her shoes and was wearing a light blue singlet, cycling pants (and her helmet). It’d been a hot afternoon and her face was flushed and her top was dark in patches, where her sweat made it stick to her skin.

She stood in the doorway of the bedroom, looked at me and unbuckled the helmet. Using both hands she lifted it straight above her head and held it in the air. She smiled a sly little grin and my eyes moved from her mouth to her armpits, which is where she wanted me to look.

The thick dark hairs under her arms were matted together. From where I stood I could see beads of sweat on her skin and on the ends of her hairs. They glistened. Sweat was running down from her elbows into her armpits.

She brought her arms down and put the helmet on the floor. I never took my gaze off her pits and although she had put her arms down I could still see some of the black tufts sticking out between her arm and the skin at the top of her chest. She straightened back up and stood in the doorway, raising her right arm to help her lean against the doorframe. She smiled because she knew she was teasing me by showing off her pits like that.

I moved across the room to her and tilted my head, bringing my face right down to her pit. I took in the smell first — that warm, musty scent of skin with sweat on it. Then I opened my mouth wide and placed it over her armpit, sucking gently with my mouth and running my tongue through the hair. I changed position and licked her armpit, from the very bottom to the top, savouring the taste and the smell each time. I did it repeatedly.

My girlfriend was starting to breathe heavily and she stopped me and pushed me back. “I want you to suck my tits,” she said as she lifted her singlet, took off her sports bra and threw both on the floor. She put her arms by her side and invited me to lick her breasts.

I put my mouth on her right breast, moving my tongue on her puffy nipple and felt it change shape in my mouth. I sucked and licked some more and began to knead her breast with my hand. I moved to the middle of her chest, licking the sweat fikirtepe escort there and becoming hungry for more. I wanted to taste her other pit and moved to that side of her body, licking and sucking her left breast — but she kept her arm by her side. As I moved closer to her left pit I could smell that delicious aroma and knew I wanted more of that taste in my mouth. She kept her left arm down and I was teased by the hairs peeking out from her pit.

I knew she wasn’t going to raise her arm for me so I began licking on the small amount of hair that was exposed. Then I licked the skin at the side of her breast, then the top of her armpit. I dropped my tongue down lower and forced my tongue into her pit, curling it up so it was touching the curve of her inner armpit.

I curled my tongue into her pit, pushing deeper each time, up and down, up and down. She moaned but pushed me away. “I’m so horny,” she said and started to unbutton my shirt. She threw it on the floor and told me to take off my belt and undo my pant’s button (which I did at great speed!)

She bent her left elbow and put her palm on the back of her neck. And then lifted her elbow into the air. I could see my own saliva mixed with her sweat on the hairs under her arms and I let out a sigh of desire. “I know you want this but I’m going to give you something else too,” she said. I leaned in and started licking and sucking her left pit and she used her right hand to unzip my fly and grab at my cock, which was bulging in my pants.

I have to admit that I’m a lucky guy — my girlfriend loves cock and gives great head. Sometimes she kneels down in front of me but other times she squats – in a yoga-style pose, with her knees wide and her ass hanging down near the floor. That’s what she did this time, and I looked down to see my dick disappearing into her mouth. After licking and sucking the head of my cock she quickly got into the rhythm of taking more and more of my cock deep into her mouth each time. As I enjoyed my blowjob I thought of her gorgeous, sweaty, hairy body. I thought about her pussy, which would have been sweaty from the bike ride – now it would be being pushed up against those bike shorts.

She never, ever, wears underwear when she goes bike riding and she had just spent a couple of hours on a hot afternoon on a bike seat. Her sweaty pussy would have been rubbing against the inside of those pants and the seat of her bike for a couple of hours — no wonder she was always horny when she came back from a ride. This was the thought in my mind when my girlfriend stopped sucking and stood up and kissed me hungrily gebze escort on the mouth. She said, “Now it’s my turn,” and pushed my head down.

I knelt before her and looked at the mound under her bikeshorts – I ran the back of my fingers across the lycra, using my nails, and she moaned and said “I want your tongue”. She slowly pulled the pants down gradually revealing more and more of her curly black hairs. I moaned at the sight. She finally pulled down the shorts and flicked them away with her foot. She resumed her standing position – her legs shoulder-width apart, so her thighs were not quite touching.

I gazed longingly at her pussy – her short, curly pubes were jet black. They glistened from sweat and I could see the sweat on her skin on all sides of her triangle of hair. She looked down and gently pushed my head from behind and I opened my mouth and buried my face in her pussy. I took it in – in big mouthfuls – sucking on her pubes and the skin underneath. I did this again and again until my mouth had covered all her hairs at the front. Then I moved to the edges and sucked and licked the skin, taking in the sweat from her thighs and along the hairs that live just under the top of the pantyline.

She moaned and bent her knees a little and pushed her hips forward. I put my tongue right on her clit and gently licked it – up and down, up and down. She moaned loudly and stepped back from me, towards the bed. She lay in the middle of the bed, her knees bent, her legs open wide. She put her arms behind her head and invited me to go toward her. I didn’t need any encouragement. I moved forward and began to lick and suck the inside of her left thigh, moving up towards her pussy, looking always at her gorgeous hair. As soon as I reached the hairs that live between the top of her leg and her pussy at the pantyline, I would lick them passionately but not move on to her pussy lips. Instead I would go to the other thigh and do the same thing. Then I sucked the pubes on top of her mound, just touching the clit as I went.

My girlfriend loved this, as the anticipation drove her crazy but I knew what she wanted and I wanted it too. The teasing was over and I started to suck her mound, using my mouth and tongue to open her up, first one side, then the other. Her hairs filled my mouth and I could taste her sweat. I pushed my tongue deep inside her, licking long, strong strokes with my tongue. I moved my tongue onto her clit and began to suck and lick – the tip of my tongue was between her clit hood and the little button itself. She was moaning a lot now and for the first time I began to use my hands. I never içerenköy escort stopped licking her clit and began running my fingers through the hairs on each side of her mound, working closer to the centre, and to her soft pink gash. Now I gently opened her outer layer to reveal her pink lips. She was moaning as I licked her labia lips, which were opening like a flower and were wet inside.

Now I really started to eat her pussy. My mouth and tongue went everywhere, licking every crevice, sucking every bit of skin and hair. If my mouth wasn’t there my fingers were, as they stroked and caressed and rubbed her into a frenzy.

I stopped for a second and moved my left hand up onto her triangle of hair, with my palm on her bush and my fingers pointing down towards her pussy. I used my fingers to open her pussy wide and then slipped two fingers from my other hand deep into her crack. She groaned in pleasure and I put my tongue back on her clit, using it to push her little button against her pelvis bone. Her inner pussy muscled tightened around my fingers and she began to move her hips, up and down, up and down. Now we were in a rhythm and her breathing was getting heavier. I was licking her clit in a circular motion, her pussy was going tight, loose, tight, loose on my fingers, which I was bending and straightening so they were digging gently into her pussy wall. I knew her body well and this continued, everything getter faster and harder and more intense. She was bucking now … really grinding her hips, grunting hard. After a while, her breath went into short loud gasps and then she let out a moan – loud and long – that seemed to go forever.

The muscles in her pussy went into spasms around my fingers. I looked at her hairy mound, which was wet with sweat and pussy juice. My face was wet and I licked my lips, savouring the taste. I slipped my fingers out of her pink lips. “Come up here,” she said, and she kissed me long and hard, sucking on my tongue. “Give me your fingers,” she said, and I offered her the two that had been deep inside her just moments ago. She sniffed deeply and with a contented sigh she sucked on my fingers like they were a cock. My dick, which had been hard the whole time, was almost popping off my body, I was so horny. She took the fingers from her mouth and looked at my cock. “He can fuck my pussy …. hard …. very soon … but let me recover first,” she said.

OK, I said. She was a great fuck and I was happy to wait. “Can I kiss you?” I asked. “Only gently,” she said, “and only up top. My pussy is too sensitive.” She closed her eyes and sank deep into the pillows and with dick hard and my thoughts dirty, I returned to where it all started.

My mouth was back on her armpits, which were even more wet and sticky now, and I sucked on the dark hairs and licked in the taste of sex and sweat. Later, we fucked like crazy, but that is another story.

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Both our parents were orphans. When they were killed in a car crash, it was up to Marisol, my older sister, to raise me. We had no other family.

Thinking back to when they were alive always reminded me of how lucky I was to have had them in my life. I don’t think anyone ever had parents that offered their children more love and encouragement than our mother and father had offered us.

Their gentle hand helped guide us. They would work with us for hours until we got right whatever task we had attempted, and the way they encouraged us to master any project we took on, was kind and reassuring, even when we failed.

I missed them more than I could ever let on.

As my sister was a couple of years older than me, I think she buried her own grief to help me deal with our loss. Because I missed my parents so, I was always grateful when I heard my sister come home at night. I couldn’t stand the thought of losing her too.

I called her Solly, and she did everything she could to help me adjust. But as I was approaching my first semester of college, it was obvious that I was still painfully shy and almost totally withdrawn from social contact.

The insurance settlement from the accident that caused our parents death was enough to pay off the mortgage on our house and to provide basic necessities, with enough left over for our college education. But, if we wanted extras, we had to work for them.

Solly was a model. Though everyone (including me) thought she was beautiful enough to make it in New York or Milan, she chose to stay close to home. I’m sure it was because of me and I loved her more because of her choice. But I also felt guilty as I was cramping her style and keeping her from enjoying life on the international scene, where she surely would have wound up if she didn’t have to watch over me.

Though Solly made really good money as a model, I made even more managing back up data base storage sites for local area medical practices. When I turned 18, I had over $200,000.00 in the bank, all of which I had earned. I was a true geek.

It was my shyness that allowed me to wander the pathways of data base software and feel as comfortable interacting with program languages and various database configurations as someone who lived in the world of bricks and mortar would feel as they went about their daily routines. But all my friends were made of bits and bytes.

I lived in the fantasy world of computer simulations and almost never saw the light of day. But, in the virtual world, I was in charge and decided who lived and died.

Mourning Has Broken

One morning, just after my high school graduation, my sister came to me with a problem. She said she needed my help.

“Louis. I’m going to be modeling for a new client soon. I need you to help me get ready,” she informed me.

Though I thought it odd she needed my help getting ready for a modeling gig, I nodded. “What can I do?” I asked.

She smiled and continued. “I’m going to be a sculptor’s model for her statue celebrating National Nude Day.”

“You’re going to take off your clothes.” I gasped.

“Yes. I’ve done it before.”

“You have?”

“Yes.” Her face lit up. “Don’t look so shocked. I model for the life drawing classes on campus. People like to look at the unadorned human form.”

“I know. But you’re my sister. Do I have to see the statue?”

“Oh my,” she sighed. “This is going to be more challenging than I thought.”

“Why?”

“You’re going to have to look at the statue’s model.”

“You mean you?”

“Yes. I mean me.”

“Naked?”

“Yes.”

I thought for a minute but could not find any rational thing to say.

“I’ve never seen a naked girl before.”

“Yes you have.”

“No I haven’t,” I stated emphatically.

“What about the naked girls you chat with on the internet?”

I turned as red as a beet.

“I don’t…” I started to lie.

“Louis, I know you use sex chat rooms. It’s okay.”

“It’s embarrassing.”

“Why?”

“You’re my sister.”

“And?”

“Well,” I thought for a moment, “it seems weird, knowing that you know I do that kind of thing.”

“What? You think you’re the only one who looks at naked people?”

“Maybe not. But how many look at their sister naked?”

“Well, deal with it dear brother. I really do need your help.”

“Are you sure you’re not just doing this to embarrass me?”

“Louis. You’re my only living relative. I love you as much as, I don’t know, as much as I love anything.” She thought for a minute. “I would never do anything to embarrass you. You’re a man now. You need to act like a man and not a little boy sneaking peeks at dirty pictures.”

I was chastised but oddly, I did not feel humiliated.

“Okay. But Solly, I’m not comfortable with this. I’ll do it, but for god’s sake, I don’t know why you can’t get one of your boyfriends or girlfriends to do it.”

“I don’t want my boyfriends to see me naked.”

“Oh right. You have sex with them, but you don’t want them to see you naked?”

“Who says I have sex with them?”

“Uh…I just thought, I don’t know, kaynarca escort you know, you’re almost 21 years old. You mean you’ve never had sex before?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“Huh.”

“I didn’t say I’ve never had sex before.”

“Well now I’m confused. First you tell me you’ve never let your boyfriends see you naked, and then you hint that you’ve never had sex with them, and then you tell me, maybe not in these words specifically, that you’ve had sex. Solly, just what’s the deal with you and sex?”

My sister’s grin got so big I thought she was going to split her face in half.

“I said I’ve not had sex with my boyfriends.”

“Oh. Then I guess you’ve had sex with your teacher?”

“I didn’t say that either.”

“Oh, damnit! Can’t you just tell me what’s what? You seem to know all about my sex life.”

“Or lack of it.”

“Right,” I agreed. “Or lack of it.”

“Louis. Have you ever seen two women make love?”

“OH MY GOD! You’re a lesbian.”

“I didn’t say that either. I asked you if you’ve ever seen two women make love.”

“You mean… you’ve been with a woman?”

“Sort of.”

“Sort of? What does that mean?”

“Ronnie, my make-up girl on most shoots, is, well shall I say, not shy about expressing her admiration for the female form.”

“What does that mean?”

Solly thought for a minute, as she often did when searching for the correct way to present her “case” as it were, then continued.

“Well, she’s into massage and sometimes, during a long shoot, she’ll give me a massage, a really good massage.”

“What’s a really good massage?”

“Oh come on now brother, do I have to spell it out for you?”

“You mean the kind with a happy ending?”

“Right the first time.”

“Wow. My sister get’s off with another girl, who’d a…

“Now hold on buster. Don’t be making it into something salacious. It happens to be quite beautiful.”

“I’ll bet.”

“Louis!”

“I’m just sayin’.”

“Don’t make me sorry I told you. And for god’s sake, don’t go telling any one.”

“Yeah, like I have a host of friends just waiting for information on your sex life.”

“You do?”

“Solly, when was the last time you saw me hang with anybody?”

“Oh. Right. Louis, we’ve got to get you out of your room and into the world of flesh and blood. It’s not scary. In fact, it can be exhilarating if you let it.”

“I don’t want to do that. I’m perfectly fine in my room.”

“No you’re not.”

“Yes, I am.”

“No you’re not. Louis, listen to me. I’m not going to insult you but I think you’re afraid to experience life outside of the virtual worlds you know so well.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing, if you balance it with equal doses of reality.”

“I’ll just be disappointed.”

“Maybe. But that’s the chance humans take when they wake up and get out of bed everyday of their lives.”

“I don’t want to be disappointed again.”

“You mean, like you were when mom and dad were killed?”

“Exactly.”

Solly raised her head and looked at me for a minute. I could see she was trying to find the right thing to say.

“There are no guarantees.”

“I know that, in a rational way. But Solly, you have no idea how much I still hurt. At least with my virtual world, no one can disappoint me.”

“You know what Louis?”

“I know. I’m pathetic.”

“I wasn’t going to say that. In fact, I think you’re special, and not just because you’re my brother.”

“You’re just saying that to get me out of my funk.”

“No I’m not. You know me well enough by now to know I tell the truth when I talk about personal matters.”

“Yes you do. That’s one thing I know for sure.”

“So, Louis, here’s the deal. I do need help finding poses for the gig. I have no idea what I look like…”

“Yeah right. You’ve looked at yourself in photographs ten thousand times.”

“I mean undressed.”

“Oh yeah, right. I forgot, I have to look at my sister naked.”

“Oh come on now Louis. I can’t be that bad to look at.”

“Are you kidding? That’s the problem. You’re gorgeous. What if I, uhm, you know…

“Get a boner?”

“SOLLY!”

“What? You think I’ve never seen an erect penis before?”

“I thought you didn’t have sex with guys?”

“I don’t and I haven’t. But do you think you’re the only one that uses the internet to well, you know, to look at naked people?”

“You mean you surf porn?”

“Of course silly. A girl’s got needs just like a guy does.”

“I guess. It’s just that I never really thought about it before. It’s kind of the most taboo thing I can think of.”

“What’s taboo?”

“Thinking about sex stuff and you in the same thought line. It just seems, I don’t know, not right.”

“I know what you mean.”

“You mean you’ve thought about me.”

“Not thought about you so much as worried about you. Of course I know you jack-off. You’re a guy. But I too would never think about it. But, and this is going to be an odd thing to say, but I feel I have to be honest about it,” she hesitated.

“Go on,” küçükyalı escort I encouraged.

“Well, when I first agreed to pose, my very first thought was that I would have to tell you about it. I tried to figure out a way to deal with it. But, in all seriousness, the more I thought about it, the more I kind of liked the idea of having you be the first one to see me totally naked.”

“You mean, I’ll see your boobs and like I’ll see your, you know, see you down there?”

“You mean, my pussy?”

“Yes.”

“That’s right. I want you to see it.”

“Why?”

“Because, I worry about you.”

“Now I’m confused.”

“Me too.”

We were both quiet for a few minutes. I think we were both feeling as if we’d crossed into a foreign land and neither of us spoke the language. Finally I sighed and asked, “When do you want to do this?”

“In about an hour.”

“An hour? That soon?”

“Louis, I’m posing in 3 days and I want to be ready. Apparently this commission is very important to the artist. She’s not only paying well, she’s being honoured by the city at a ceremony.”

“Will you have to go to the ceremony?”

“Not on your life. That would be like showing off.”

“Solly. You’re a model for Christ sakes. You show off every time someone takes your picture.”

“No I don’t. That’s posing.”

“There’s a difference?”

“I think there’s a difference, a big difference.”

“Okay. But I still think you have to be a bit narcissistic to do the kind of work you do.”

“Well, I see it as work. My face and my body are the tools of my trade.” She paused and again, I knew she was thinking of the right thing to say.

“Go on.”

“I, no make that we, were blessed genetically.”

“What do you mean we,” I interrupted.

Louis, if you haven’t looked at yourself in a few years, you’ve grown to be quite the handsome young man.”

“Yeah. Right,” I sniggered.

“Don’t put yourself down. Louis, you really are quite handsome, though I will admit, you don’t exactly dress or cut your hair to show off your features.”

“You’re my sister. You’re supposed to say those things.”

“No I’m not. I only say what I mean. Anyway,” she paused, “anyway, we need to get started. We can discuss your level of attractiveness later.”

“Solly, are you sure you want me to see you naked.”

“From every angle.”

“Every angle?”

“And from near and far away.”

“Why?”

“Because, I want to know what I’ll, I mean the statue will look like to people approaching it from different paths in the park.”

“Oh. That makes sense. Okay. Where are we going to do this grueling work?”

“Very funny. I thought we’d start in the backyard. The Hansen’s are gone for the week, so no one can see into our yard. Do you think that’s okay?”

“Yeah. I don’t see why not.”

“Okay then. I’ll meet you out back in an hour.”

I went upstairs to think. I couldn’t believe I was about to see my sister naked. I also couldn’t believe she’d never had sex before. So much was going through my mind, the hour flew by. Then it was time to see my sister in all her glory. Wow. Lucky me.

The Garden of Earthly Delights

When our parents were alive, they turned our backyard into the most wonderful garden. They planted banana and avocado trees so we could have fresh fruits year round as well as for shade, and along the fence dividing our property from our neighbors they planted tomatoes and other vegetables.

We had a small gazebo in one corner, a hot-tub, a lanai and a barbecue pit along the back wall of the house and in the middle of our yard the piece-de-resistance; a beautiful, tiered stone fountain which rose up three levels and acted as a pedestal if anyone wanted to stand on top of the third level. That’s where I found my sister, standing on top of the third level, wrapped only in a white linen sheet.

She smiled down at me.

“Wow Solly, you look just like a Roman statue, all wrapped up in your toga.”

“Pretty cool, huh? I thought I’d stand up here so you can give me pointers on various perspectives viewers might have.”

“I can’t believe you’re actually going to take off your clothes with me looking.”

“I’m not going to take off my clothes with you looking.”

“Oh, I thought…”

Just then she removed the sheet with a flourish and stood before me completely naked.

“I’m already naked.”

Though I was at a complete loss for words I was not at a loss for thoughts. This was the most beautiful vision I had ever imagined. My sister, naked, was like a statue of one of the goddesses from antiquity.

She turned round and looked back over her shoulder. I nearly fainted.

Her butt was so perfect, I thought she was one of those statues come to life.

“Say something.”

I felt dizzy. Nothing in my on-line porn experience could have prepared me for such a heavenly visage.

“Louis. Please. Say something.”

Her shoulders were so perfectly formed, a mixture of both strength and femininity, and not the least bit stooped, just… perfect.

“Louis. Earth to Louis.”

“Huh?”

“Louis, sancaktepe escort please say something. You’re making me nervous.”

“Oh. Sorry. I’ll be right back.”

I turned to run into the house.

“Louis wait…”

I didn’t. I ran straight to her room, grabbed what I wanted and ran right back outside just as she was stepping down from the top of the fountain.

“WAIT” I hollered.

She froze. “What?”

“Solly, I’ve got to take some pictures of you. Please get back up there.”

“Louis. I’m not going to let you take pictures of me. What if you lose your camera or someone hacks your computer?”

“I’m going to use your camera and I’ll never have the pictures.”

“What?”

“Solly, you’ve got to see how beautiful you are. I can’t put it in words. Trust me. You’ll be glad you have these pictures. It’s your camera. I’ll never have them.”

“Oh. Okay. You really think I’m beautiful?”

“Just pose. You’ll see.”

For the next two hours, I posed Solly in every conceivable pose I could think of. I got my laptop, opened elzr/imagery and requested images of statues from all cultures and used the various ideas to pose my sister.

When she started to get light headed from too much sun, we called the session. She wrapped herself in the sheet, splashed some water on her face and followed me inside.

We set up her laptop in the kitchen and I loaded the images for her to see.

As I clicked through the various poses, she stood next to me and said absolutely nothing. Nothing.

Here I was showing my sister how beautiful she was and she didn’t seem to respond one way or another.

“Solly. Are you okay?”

She grunted.

I quickly started separating the images into categories and then, within each category, I started ranking the ones I thought best represented her beauty. There were very few discards.

“Why are you separating them?”

Finally.

“I’m letting you see the various ways the statue could end up looking.”

“Oh.”

“Oh. Is that all you can say? I’m showing you photographs of the most beautiful woman in the world and all you can say is, OH? Solly, what’s wrong with you? You were the one who wanted to do this.”

She was quiet for a minute. All he did was bite her lower lip and stare at me.

“Solly.”

Still nothing.

“Solly,” I repeated.

“I’m sorry Louis. I didn’t think it would be like this. I thought it would be fun. You know, me being naked and all. But you seem to take it much more seriously then I thought you would. You certainly didn’t hesitate to take control.”

“Solly. Solly. What did you think I would be like? I’ve just seen a naked girl in the flesh for the first time in my life. And, to top it off, I’ve seen the most beautiful girl on this planet from every possible angle.”

“I know. It’s just, well, I don’t know, it’s just that I didn’t imagine you’d react this way.”

“What way?”

“You know. Calling me beautiful and all.”

“You are beautiful.”

“That’s not what I mean.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not sure. I’m just surprised out how taken by the whole thing you seem to be and how you reacted.”

I realized my sister was confused. But I wasn’t. I had just been granted the privilege of being the only guest at an unveiling of a true work of art. I knew good fortune when it came my way.

“Do you really think I’m beautiful?”

I put my arm around my sister. I couldn’t believe how fragile she seemed. She was the one who was always there for me. She was the one who faced the outside world. She was the one who went out and enjoyed life. And here she was, unsure of herself.

“I do. I think you’re the most beautiful vision I’ve ever imagined. Everything about you is exquisite. I can’t say more.”

“Thank you.”

She was quiet for a moment. I held her until she looked up at me.

“I’m going to go to my room now and take a nap. Will you make some lunch and wake me in an hour?”

“Sure thing.”

As she started to walk away. I pulled her back to me and kissed her on the forehead. She rested her head on my chest for a minute, then pushed me back a step and turned to leave.

“Solly. Take your computer.”

“It’s okay Louis. If you want to look some more it’s okay.”

She turned and left the room.

The Anatomy of a Woman

I stood still for a moment letting the events of the past few hours sink in. Unlike my sister, I wasn’t confused. For the first time in the past few years, I knew exactly what I was going to do.

For the next hour I studied the photographs memorizing details I never paid attention to, nor ever thought I’d pay attention to in all the times I’d seen naked girls in sex-chat rooms.

This was different.

I’d photographed my sister’s breasts from every angle I could conceive of. I’d stood close and I’d stood at a distance placing her breast in the optimum part of the frame.

I now knew her nipples when they were retracted and I knew them when they were distended.

I knew the contours of her stomach from the front and from each side.

I could draw her shoulders from memory.

Her neck, her chin, the beautifully chiseled cheekbones that acted as shelves for her beautiful eyes, her nose and forehead all had been seared into my memory both from the up close in person and from reviewing the photographs.

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For Abdul Salame it was the best part of the day. The vision would carry him through the rest of the morning and on into the afternoon as it did every day that he saw her. The middle aged worker at the newsstand located outside the huge skyscraper downtown had made a game of it. Guess what the beautiful blonde lawyer was wearing. He was able to win his little internal game more often than not and why not, after watching her for over five years he knew every outfit she owned. She usually got to work early, around 7am which was fine with Abdul. That meant there was no one else around to interfere with his voyeuristic fun.

“Hello Abdul.” The young blonde announced with a smile as she approached the newsstand.

“Oh good morning Lis. The Times as usual?” The Sudanese immigrant handed her the paper and took her dollar. He smiled to himself as he had lost his game. He had guessed the summer weight blue pinstripe but she had surprised him with the stone colored outfit. It was the first time he had guessed wrong in a number of days.

“That’s it. Now you’re starting the citizenship process right.” The blonde was looking down into her large bag as she spoke dropping the change into the purse inside.

“Yes. Yes. That’s right.” The man was too enthralled with the touch of his customer’s hand from giving her the change to pay attention.

“Remember I’ve okayed it with the boss. We are going to handle this for you free of charge so come and see me soon alright?” She reminded him.

The black man could only smile in response he was so smitten. With that Lis Rome turned and pranced up the steps of the downtown office building. Abdul watched the performance as she climbed the 50 steps. She was like any of the other people going to work in the city, although, as Abdul would attest too, she did it looking better than just about anyone else. Ms. Rome’s hair stuck out in a crowd as did her athletic 5″-8″ frame resplendent in the stone colored business suit. The tailor who fitted Lis for all her suits knew what she was doing. The material showed off all the important body parts, her swaying hips and small but pert cleavage. Yet the summer suit wasn’t so tight that it was obscene. After all Ms. Rome was an ambitious lawyer at Collins, Kelly & Witt not some tarty secretary out looking for a breadwinning husband as much as collecting a paycheck. The statuesque blonde had a career and if things kept going well a future partnership at the firm which was located on floors 19 through 22 in the building. Still the beautiful attorney knew that looks counted so she dressed the part.

As she moved through the lobby to the bank of elevators Lis got her share of stares. The suit skirt was short and the black high heel pumps showed off her long legs. The calf and thigh muscles bulged behind tan skin that was smooth and polished from a recent leg waxing. She said hello to Anna at the reception desk. The pretty middle aged woman with the Mediterranean features had been with the firm for 15 years and was exceptional at keeping the unwanted salesman and stockbrokers away from the 55 lawyers employed there.

Lis’ office was large but only because none of the lawyers above her grade really wanted it. While many of the other offices were smaller they had a panoramic view of the city and the river below. Additionally their assistants were located right outside in the large bullpen made up of paralegals and secretaries. Meanwhile Lis’ office was down a corridor, windowless and in a remote corner. Many jokingly called it the playpen. Lis didn’t mind it. She had more privacy than anyone in the office.

This Monday morning would be no different than most others. Lis was only 33 years old but she was one of the better litigators in the firm. She seemed to be at her best with white collar criminal defense work and litigating civil cases. She was great in the courtroom, a rare talent that the partners saw as future greatness in the legal profession. Lis was at her desk finishing up the settlement paperwork on a corporate client’s embezzlement case when Judd Witt knocked on her open door.

“Good morning how’s our litigating superstar today?” The firm patriarch inquired with his usual broad smile. Judd Witt was the last of the founding members of Collins, Kelly & Witt. He brought in many of the best clients that accounted for a great deal of the revenue at the firm. Over the past couple of years when one of his clients went to court more often than not he called on Lis.

“I don’t know. I haven’t seen Roger yet this morning.” Lis responded and smiled up at her mentor.

“Ha! I could have sworn you passed him in the rankings last week!” Atty. Witt loved a good sense of humor. Lis had referred to Roger Gordon the current top dog in the litigation department.

“Not in this lifetime. So how was your weekend?” Lis returned as Judd closed the door to her office bringing a folder with him.

“Very boring but I do like not having to come in here so often. You and a few others have taken up much suadiye escort of the slack and I appreciate it.” Judd sometimes got a little sentimental with Lis. He felt that close to her.

“Just doing my job.” Lis replied trying to cut short the soft moment.

“And today is a work day and I have some more for you!” The managing partner bellowed in his famous tenor voice.

“Good. With the Keltic litigation done I could do with another case.” Lis informed him.

“This one is a little tricky to say the least. He’s not one of our usual clients. Xavier Washington was one of Briger’s deals.” Judd explained.

“Oh God not another one!” Lis smiled and shook her head.

Sam Briger had been one of the more flamboyant partners in the history of Collins, Kelly & Witt. While he brought in some huge Wall Street clients, Briger had engaged some very eclectic clients as well. Clients that had ran with him in his very crazy lifestyle.

“I am afraid that this one may be the wildest yet. Xavier Washington, or X as he is called, has done some big deals through the firm but …, well … there’s no other way to say it. He’s a pimp. He runs probably the most exclusive escort service in the city.” The elder lawyer stated with a look that somehow combined sheepish with disdain.

“Oh great, I can’t wait to dig into this one.” Lis just didn’t need this one a Monday.

“It’s not what you think. You wouldn’t even know what he did if you saw him. He actually runs a sizable real estate business as well. He had a run in with one of his tenants and they pressed charges against him. He’s actually in the right on this one.” Judd explained.

“So you want me to work out a deal for him on this one?” Lis asked.

“Oh I would have turned this over to one of our lesser colleagues if that’s what this was all about. X told me that he wants to keep his record clean. You see he has this funny notion about being an innocent man despite his profession. I told him that he would have to pay our full hourly rate. Good luck.” Judd Witt handed the folder over the desk to Lis.

“Judd I know you try to avoid having too high brow a reputation here and that’s fine with me. If you don’t mind me asking why are we working with a guy like this?” Lis inquired.

“Oh I don’t mind answering that one. As I said X not only runs a very high class escort service, he owns a great deal of property in this city. He’s quite a good businessman. The fees for his real estate transactions have been significant and of course he was one of Briger’s boys. Always a laugh a minute with Sammy.” The senior partner smiled and then turned and left the office.

Xavier Washington arrived at 2pm. He was ushered into Lis’ office. The blonde attorney met him at her office door and she was mildly surprised. Lis had seen all sorts at the various city courthouses and this man didn’t seem like a pimp at all. Mr. Washington was a very good looking black man he was wearing a nice conservative business suit and his demeanor would fit in with any of the lawyers on the floor. Lis shook hands with her newest client. She noticed that in her 4″ Jimmy Choo pumps she was eye to eye with the very handsome black man.

“Have a seat Mr. Washington.” Lis walked around her desk and sat in her chair.

“Thanks Ms. Rome. First, let me tell you how appreciative I am that you’d take my case. I realize that you’re used to bigger fish with better reputations.” Xavier Washington flashed an infectious smile.

“Well to be honest just because some of the fish in here wear white collars when they do their crimes doesn’t mean they don’t stink.” Both Lis and Xavier chuckled.

“In any event Mr. Washington I don’t care if you’re Charles Manson in here for a traffic ticket, I’m going to give you my total attention and best effort.” Lis finished.

“Well that makes me feel a lot better. Believe it or not I’ve never been arrested before.” Xavier admitted.

“Why don’t you tell me what happened.” Lis inquired.

“I had these tenants in one of my buildings. It started out nice. They paid every month for a year and a half. Then they began to complain about everything, even had the health inspector down a couple of times. This is for a clothing store! The inspector said if they nagged him again he’d have them arrested!” The black man was animated but Lis noticed very much in control.

“How did you get arrested?” Lis asked calmly.

“Okay. I found out that all they wanted to do was move to another store front. I had another 3 ½ years on the lease. I confronted them and said they could move but I wanted rent for four months. I could get a tenant in that time. So what do they do? They stopped paying rent and moved anyway. They left some things behind after sneaking out in the middle of the night. The next day I moved out some inventory and furniture to clear space. One of the guys came by just as I was finishing. He did everything to get me to hit him. He pushed me, kicked me but I never hit him. I did push yakacık escort him back a couple of times though.” Xavier finished his story.

“The police arrested you later that day?” Lis asked.

“Ms. Rome, they know who I am. What I do. I swear to God I wouldn’t hurt a hair on anyone. You can ask anyone who works for me. And just so you know I don’t expect you to like what I do but I do it as a gentleman.”

“I’m not here to judge you. You’re not going to have to worry about that. I do need the police report you brought with you. I’m going to meet with the prosecutor at the end of the day.” Lis said matter of factly trying to hide her contempt for his profession.

Xavier handed her the paperwork. “I’ve been told that who you get as a prosecutor can make a difference. Is that true?”

“Sometimes.” The blonde attorney smiled. “We’ve got Corinna Everlund. She’s reasonable. I’m going to try and get this thrown out as just a landlord-tenant dispute. Would you pay a small fine for a misdemeanor if it came to that?”

“I’d think about it but understand I’m innocent.” He responded.

“I understand.” Lis got up and walked around her desk. “As I said I’m going to do my best for you.” She held out her hand. As Mr. Washington got up to shake her hand Lis noticed him checking out her legs.

“Ms. Rome if you can help me I’ll owe you big time!” The black man’s response and smile made him seem like a little kid.

2

Lis Rome made her way to the third floor of the prosecutor’s office. Corinna Everlund’s office was at the end of the hall. She knocked on the door and poked his head inside.

“Hi Cory.” Lis smiled at the prosecutor as she walked through the office door.

“How are you Lis? Come in and have seat.” Atty. Everlund stood and walked around her desk. She was an inch or two taller than Lis and had the body of a fitness model. She had been a track and field star in college and although that was 15 years ago she looked like she hadn’t lost a step. Her trim muscular physique intimidated and turned on more than a few male defense attorneys although around a beautiful woman like Lis Rome the prosecutor’s own sexuality became obvious. She couldn’t help but give the curvy blonde a serious going over as she walked through the door. Lis sat down at the small conference table and crossed her legs making sure to give the assistant district attorney an eyeful. Normally Lis wouldn’t think of teasing Corinna but intuition told her that this case was going to be important to her and not an easy one. She knew she was right as soon as her counterpart sat down next to her.

“You know there isn’t much I can do for your friend Mr. Washington. I can save us all a trial and offer 2 years. The woman’s chiseled face and almond shaped brown eyes scanned the defense attorney for any mental sign of weakness.

“Ugh counselor this was a shoving match.” Lis responded.

“I know but it’s what the DA wants.” The prosecutor applied her leverage.

“Look Cory I know what this guy does for a living and I’m not the happiest girl in the courthouse now that I have to defend him. Have your bosses gotten so lazy that they have to pin something as lame as this on Mr. Washington? Do they really think this is going to end the world’s oldest profession?” Lis calmly shot back.

“I guess we’re going to court then.” Cory added.

“Well just so your so called victims, and I use that term lightly, know that they can’t use you as their personal law firm. Here are copies of the civil suit we are filing against them for breaking the lease, damage to property and Mr. Washington’s business as said building. It’s for $1.67 million. I’d let you break the news to them that they’re playing at the varsity level from now on but the sheriff has probably already served them.” The blonde haired attorney handed the papers over to the prosecutor.

“Varsity level huh?” Corinna smiled.

“Complete with $400 an hour players. That’s what it’s going to cost for these weasels to stay in the game and defend this civil suit. Come on Corinna these people wouldn’t even negotiate in good faith to be released from their lease. How do you think they’ll look on the stand?” Lis fired another salvo.

Corinna Everlund smiled at Lis. She thought the blonde was the sexiest woman she’d ever laid her eyes on. The prosecutor had spent her entire life as an athlete. Perfection in physical presentation had been her life’s ambition. So this beautiful young blonde haired woman really made her juices flow. Smart, warm and built with a feminine muscularity that Corinna thought was almost as flawless as her own physique. The prosecutor could really see herself with Lis and these thoughts had taken up considerable space in her thoughts. She had begun to really fall hard for the defense attorney.

Corinna decided to change tacks. “I feel bad making you came all the way down here for nothing. Let me buy you a drink.”

Lis could feel the heat coming from across the table and it unnerved şerifali escort her a little. “Oh I really shouldn’t. I have to get back to the office.”

“Maybe some other time then.” The muscular dishwater blonde gave Lis a lascivious smile making her intentions even more obvious.

“Okay.” Lis stuttered as she got up to leave. She was stunned. Corinna had flirted with her before but never had she made such an aggressive pass at her. Maybe it was frustration from having been handed such a weak case. Lis suspected that someone up above had stuck Corinna, who usually handled much tougher cases, a real shit sandwich with X Washington. For whatever reason someone really had it out for her client and with Corinna as the prosecutor things weren’t going to be easy. While she was an extremely fair woman she wasn’t the kind of prosecutor that rolled over for anyone even if she wanted to sleep with the defense attorney.

3

It was late in the afternoon by the time Xavier Washington sauntered into Lis Rome’s offices. She had broken most of the bad news to Xavier over the phone so there were going to be few surprises.

“Why so blue counselor? The sun’s sure to come up tomorrow.” The black man gave his lawyer a broad smile as he poked his head into her office.

Lis looked up and saw that X was dressed down but still looked good, real good. He had on a rose colored dress shirt and a pair of grey slacks. He exuded confidence and class and he had made an impression on the young blonde haired lawyer. Lis had grown more and more disturbed with his business interest. Every time she saw him or talked to X on the phone she wondered how such a nice man could get tangled up in such a hideous profession. Sure he had branched out into real estate and by all reports and rumors around the office those ventures seemed to becoming a bigger and bigger part of his life which was a good thing. Still what Lis found more disturbing than his questionable business practice was the fact that she actually cared about what this man did to make his money.

“I’m glad you’re keeping a stiff upper lip, Mr. Washington.” Lis replied as she got up from the couch that was against the side wall in her office and shook his hand.

“That’s not the only thing that’s getting stiff on me looking at that fine body.” He thought as he took a seat in one of the chairs in front of Lis’ desk. “I should have warned you that with my reputation things would be more difficult and please call me X.”

“Well X that’s some of the bad news, the good news is this charge is a joke. Your so called victims were served with papers for the civil suit yesterday. They may not be so cooperative with the criminal trial now.” Lis reported.

“That’s great I just want this behind me. You said that was some of the bad news though.” X was curious.

“Well the prosecutor we drew is usually a no nonsense lawyer. She wouldn’t have proceeded with this unless she was being pushed.

“Who’s the prosecutor?” X asked with keen interest.

“Corinna Everlund” Lis answered

“You had mentioned Legs Everlund at the last meeting.” The black man let out a breath and leaned back. For a brief moment his face betrayed a sort of panic. “Oh sorry I didn’t mean to be sexist. I know she’s good. That’s just her nickname on the street amongst some of those that have had to deal with her if you know what I mean.”

“Really?” Lis was curious now.

“I’ve never met the woman but some of the fellas say she’s quite a sight.” X continued carefully as he thought about how the prosecutor’s legs might match up with those displayed in front of him now.

“She’s in very good shape if that’s what you mean and as you had said a very good prosecutor.” Lis said slowly with a knowing smile. She was finding X’s personality totally against the stereotype of a pimp.

“Well what do we do now?” He asked.

“We have to wait and see what this civil suit brings. The lack of evidence may cause this to die on the vine too. So we have to hang tight for now with the criminal side. Still we need to research what’s driving this problem.” Lis explained.

“What do you mean? Those assholes, pardon my French, want to get out of our lease and make me twist in the wind.” X emphasized.

“X what I’m saying is that someone with significant juice is pushing this situation. There’s no other reason why Everlund and her boss would proceed with such shaky evidence. I’m not just patronizing you when I explain this case in those terms. In short X, someone up there doesn’t like you.” Lis broke it to her client.

“Look, I don’t mistreat the people that work for me. I think you’ve seen I’m a pretty regular guy. I don’t make enemies.” The black man was doing his best to keep his eyes from straying all over his attorney’s legs which were crossed right in front of him.

“You have to admit that you work in what could best be described as a controversial industry. I have to guess that you may have enemies you don’t even know about.”

“In other words you want me to check things out. See if someone’s hasn’t been happy with my lifestyle.”

“I would think more on an individual basis. If this was someone trying to make a statement against your business there’d be others like you in trouble.”

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“Just landed. Omw now”

“ETA?”

“11”

“Meet me at the bar.”

The bar?

Carson’s Uber pulled away from the airport as he broke into a sweat. And not just from the Florida heat.

This is crazy, he thought, the same thought he’d been having for the last 48 hours. He didn’t know anything about this man, except for how his cum tasted. Yet here he was, hours from home and crawling back for more.

The Uber arrived at the Four Seasons, and Carson’s jaw dropped. It was gorgeous, enormous. The Bravard was no dump, but in New York City it wasn’t much of an attraction, just a stay. This was luxury beyond his anything he’d seen before.

Carson wandered into the hotel, feeling uneasy as he passed throngs of wealthy patrons in his cargo shorts and flip-flops. He made his way into the lounge.

There at the bar, sitting with his back to him on a stool, was the unmistakable torso of Mr. Armisen. A perfectly tailored grey suit hugged his shoulders, the fabric at the seat of his pants swallowed by his crack.

Carson took a deep breath and slid into the seat beside him.

“Hey there,” Carson said, as casually as he could muster.

“So you made it,” Armisen said, setting down his drink, his voice as rough and deep as Carson remembered. Carson’s penis twitched in his pants. “How was your flight?”

He looked over and smiled, his Ray-bans catching Carson’s nervous reflection.

“It was fine,” Carson shrugged. “No complaints.”

The bartender wandered over. “What can I get you?”

Carson’s heartbeat suddenly raced, as if the man could tell just by looking that Carson had sucked Mr. Armisen’s dick once and inexplicably followed him across the country with nothing but flip-flops and a carry-on.

“He’ll have a vodka and tonic,” Mr. Armisen said. “Put it on my tab.”

The bartender nodded and left.

“Thanks,” said Carson breathlessly.

“No problem,” said Armisen, taking a sip of his liquor. “You’re my guest, after all.”

Something about the çekmeköy escort way he brought the glass to his lips made Carson wish Mr. Armisen would throw the drink in his face. Stinging cold and wet…

“So… what’s the plan?” Carson asked. It couldn’t have come out more awkwardly.

Armisen actually snorted. “The plan?”

The bartender returned with Carson’s drink.

“Yeah,” he said, taking a sip and feeling a little indignant.

“Well, first thing’s first,” Mr. Armisen said. “Let me show you the room.”

Carson’s heart swelled in his chest.

“C’mon,” said the giant, rising from his stool.

Carson’s tongue went numb. “But I haven’t finished my drink–“

Armisen gave him a look. “It’s a five-star hotel, Carson. You can take it with you.”

Carson followed the giant into the lobby, scurrying to keep up with his confident stride. Suddenly, an older black man in a business suit stepped into their way.

“David!” he exclaimed. “You here for the convention?”

“Of course,” said Mr. Armisen, shaking the businessman’s hand. He turned to Carson. “This is one of my firm’s partners, Frank White.”

“And who’s this?” said Mr. White, smiling at Carson.

Carson’s heart skipped a beat, his mind drawing a blank.

“Didn’t I tell you?” said Mr. Armisen, wrapping an arm snugly around Carson’s shoulder. “My son goes to FIU.”

His son?

“You don’t say?” Mr. White nodded, completely unphased.

“Yeah, he’s staying with me for the weekend.”

Carson almost laughed out loud. He couldn’t decide if this ruse was weird, stupid…or a little hot.

“That’s great,” Mr. White said. Suddenly, an alert bleeped from his phone. He looked down. “Oh, meeting’s soon. I better get running.”

“I’ll be right there,” said Mr. Armisen. “Just gonna show my boy to the room.”

Mr. Armisen tussled Carson’s hair and squeezed the back of his neck.

Oh, no, Carson decided. It was definitely hot.

* * *

The luxury suite back cevizli escort at the Bravard was old-money chique. Mr. Armisen’s suite on the twenty-first floor of the Four Seasons was new-money chique–spic and span and shiny.

Carson took in the modern furniture, the sleek black wood floors, the glass fireplace. He looked out the window to a private balcony–palm trees fluttering in the wind. A perfect view of the glittering ocean.

“So, this is it,” said Armisen, slipping his hands into his pockets with a casual shrug.

Carson’s heart fluttered in his chest. He couldn’t stop himself. He blurted out, “Are you going to fuck me now?”

Armisen looked at him for a moment, then broke out laughing. That sexy, dry laugh. “Now? I have a meeting in twenty.”

Carson bit his lip. “Oh.”

“Listen, I get off at three. What do you say we go on a hike? Grab some dinner…”

Armisen stepped towards Carson, his tall shadow falling over him. He leaned in with a soft and smokey purr, “And finish off with some dessert?”

He reached around and grabbed Carson’s ass with one strong hand, squeezing the breath out of him. He pulled the boy close, splitting his cheeks with his middle finger. Digging in tight.

“Uh-huh,” is all Carson could say.

“Good.”

He spanked him, hard, almost knocking him to the ground. Then he brushed past, heading for the door.

Carson wheeled around. “What should I do in the meantime?”

Mr. Armisen shrugged. “Whatever you want. Stay here. Walk around. I’ll leave you my card.” He set it down on a counter.

“In case you wanna spruce up.”

Then he shut the door behind him.

Carson’s rubbed his butt, the sting of Armisen’s palm still fresh, and looked around. There was the master bedroom–the walls charcoal grey and lined with mirrors, the bedsheets black. He made his way towards a mysterious door at the far corner. For a moment, Carson thought there might be a kinky sex dungeon behind the door–toys and straps hanging from erenköy escort the walls…

But it was just a bathroom. He was a little disappointed.

Carson caught his reflection in the mirror, his curly locks and pale expression. He looked down at his Mickey Mouse T-shirt. He would definitely need an upgrade.

* * *

Carson walked along the beachside boutiques, a vanilla ice cream in hand. He looked at the shore, the sandy beach, tanned and muscular bodies striding past. He took a lick of his cone. A guy could get used to this.

He ventured into a store and locked himself in a changing room, trying on the sexiest clothes he could find. His eyes widened at the price tags. He hoped Mr. Armisen wouldn’t mind.

His phone buzzed. A text from the man himself.

“just checkin in. hyd?”

Carson smiled. He posed in front of the mirror, accentuating his ass and tonguing his ice cream cone. He took a picture and sent it.

“just sprucing up ;)”

Armisen added a!! reaction to his picture.

“dont u get me hard rn. Im in a meeting”

Carson smiled. He took another photo, dipping his pants down to expose his right butt cheek. Sent.

Armisen replied with a shot looking down at his pants, a swollen dick print in his grey slacks.

“Look what u did to me u fuck”

Carson’s chest swelled with pride. All his nerves about Miami were starting to melt away.

Feeling himself, he walked along the boardwalk and posted a handful of pictures onto his rinsta. Why the hell not? His arms looked swole in his new blue tank top, his butt nice and firm in his crisp white shorts.

A few minutes later, Clarissa texted him.

“WHERE R U??”

He laughed, and just sent her a “speak no evil” monkey emoji. He would fill her in later with all the juicy details.

It was coming on 3, so he figured he better get back to the hotel. Just as he turned back, he received a notification.

His ex had commented on his post.

Carson’s stomach twisted up in knots. He hadn’t heard from the guy in months. What could he possibly have to say? He dared himself to check–

Just a couple flame emojis.

Carson rolled his eyes and switched off his phone. He had a man waiting on him now; he was done dealing with boys anyway.

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“Hey Baby!” she said.

“Hey. What’s up?”

“Not much. Just bored out of my mind and wet beyond belief.”

“Oh yeah? What do you plan to do about that?”

“Well, I guess I’m going to self-serve,” she whined.

“Really? Can I listen in?”

“Why do you think I called you?”

“Mmmm. I’m liking this already!”

“You know what I’d like? I’d like a tongue.”

“A tongue for what?” he asked.

“A tongue in my mouth. A tongue on my tits. A tongue on my clitty. And a tongue in my pussy.”

“Wow. That sounds like a lot. You want that all at once?”

“It’d be nice, but I guess I could settle for one.”

“Okay. What else?” he asked.

“I want my fingers tangled in some hair. I want to rake them down a back,” she purred.

“You know I like that.”

“I bet you’d like them raking your inner thigh.”

“I love feeling your nails on me!”

“I want to rake them up your thighs and grab a hold of your juicy cock!”

“Oooh! That sounds better. What do you plan to do with my cock?”

“Mmhh. I want to put your cock in my mouth and suck until you can’t stand. Then, I want to straddle that cock and ride it for hours!”

“That sounds so good.”

“I want that big dick in every hole I have. I want you to stuff me full. Uhh!”

“Are you touching yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me where.”

“Well. Right now I’m touching my breasts. They’re so big. I love to touch them.”

“So do I! Are your nipples hard?”

“Very! Mmmm. They taste so good.”

“Oooh . . . I’d love to nibble on those right now.”

“Would you now? Would you suck them?”

“Oh, God yes. I’d suck them until you begged me to stop. I’d suck ’em hard!”

“Oooh! That sounds good. God! I’m so wet!”

“Tell me what you’re doing now.”

“I’m touching my clit. Uuuhhh. That feels so good. Oooh. I need something in me.”

“Mmmm. I’ve got something you could use!”

“Oooh! I so want that in me! I guess for now, I’ll have to settle for a finger or two. Aaah; Yes; OH; Oh, God!”

“Oh, baby. You’re making me hard. I want to fuck you so bad.”

“Oooh yeah. Fuck me! Ooohhh; Ugh; Yes; YES! I’m gonna come! OH; Uhh. OH, MY GOD! YESSSSS! Oh, yeah.”

Ding Dong!

“Oh hell.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I’ve got to get the door. Where’s my fucking robe? There it is. HANG ON! I’M COMING! Hang on, babe.”

Ding Dong!

“HANG ONNN! I’M COMING!!!”

“Not yet, but you will be soon!” he said as she opened the door.

“Oooh! It’s so much better seeing you rather than talking on the phone!”

“I do believe that was more than talking!”

“I’ll tell you what. Why don’t you zip it for now, and help me!” she ordered.

“Gladly!”

And with that, the robe crumpled to the floor. There she stood, in all her glory, right in front of him. Those gorgeous 36D tits just waiting to be touched. Her tiny waist and that nice tight ass. Her long, blonde hair hung down her back, and shoulders. Her nipples played peek-a-boo through those golden tresses. Her blue eyes were so intense; he felt his dick straining against the zipper.

Apparently she had noticed, because in no time flat, she was kneeling before him. “Let me help you with that.” She quickly released his cock from it’s prison, and began to hungrily suck.

“Oh, God! That feels good!”

He placed his hands on the sides of her head and held her in place. Gradually, more of his dick was crammed into her mouth, and he began to feel the tightness of her throat. She pulled back, took a deep breath, and in one fluid movement, she took him down her throat. Her nose was buried in his dark brown pubic hair.

His hands moved from the sides of her head to the top of her head. His knees were getting weak, and he needed some extra leverage.

“Oh, my God! You’re gonna make me come; YES!”

She pulled back, still with her lips wrapped around him, and began to flick her tongue all over his dick.

“Oh, God! Here it comes!”

His seed quickly filled her mouth, and she swallowed it gladly. She sucked until every drop was milked from his pleasure rod. She then sucked until he was rock hard again.

“Oh, Baby! I need to taste you.”

He reluctantly pulled her from his dick, and knelt down in front of her. He gently guided her backwards, until she was lying on the floor in front of him. After making sure she was comfortable, he bent down acıbadem escort to her glorious snatch. The smell of wet pussy was wonderfully strong. Gently, he kissed her blonde curls, lightly mussing them.

“Mmmm.” Her hips began to wriggle beneath him. His tongue found her sensitive bud, and slowly sucked it into his mouth.

“OH, GOD! Yessss!”

His tongue flicked and caressed her clit until he knew she couldn’t hold back much longer. Her fingers tangled in his hair and kept him where he was. His tongue began to explore the soft folds of flesh surrounding her wet pleasure hole. Finally, his tongue found her hot cavern and quickly filled it.

“OHHH, SHITTT! Oh, Babyyy! OH, YES! I’m going to COME!”

He began to tongue fuck her faster. When she did come, he sucked as much of that delicious honey from her that he could, and still wanted more! Without hesitation, he worked two fingers into her tight hole. He pumped slow at first, but quickly increased his tempo, inserting another finger.

“OH, YESSS! That’s it! Make me come again!” She began to rub her breasts, and tease the nipples. When she stuck that beautiful nipple in her mouth, he almost lost it then.

“God! She’s so WET!” he thought. Quickly, he removed the rest of his clothing, and, fingers still buried deep, knelt between her outstretched legs. With one hand pleasuring her and the other holding his throbbing member, he stayed like that for a few moments. She was close to coming again, and he wanted to give that to her. He bent down and again began to suck her beautiful pink flesh.

“OOHHH, GOODDD! YEEESSS! OH! AAAHHH!”

As she began to scream, her back arched in such a way that the only part of her that was left on the floor were her hands, feet, and head. Her body began to convulse. Her screams became moans, and she settled back onto the floor, quivering from her explosive orgasm. He couldn’t wait any longer. He quickly replaced his fingers with his cock.

“Oooh! Yeah! God, you feel so good! You like this inside you, don’t you.”

“Oh, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me good and hard!”

It took everything he had to not come yet. Her tight pussy squeezing his dick just felt so damn good! She was still quivering a bit from her orgasm, and every time a wave washed over her, she tightened more.

Quickly, he lost control, and pure lust took over. He began to pound her soft flesh. He lifted her legs up and over his shoulders.

“UGHG! YESSS! GIVE IT TO MEEEE!”

He felt his balls begin to tighten and tingle. “Here it comes!” Her slick pussy tightened more. As his seed exploded into her, she began to come again. Two orgasms exploded into one.

He collapsed on top of her. Both panting like crazed animals. She softly caressed his back, feeling a layer of perspiration.

He lazily rolled off of her, and she was about to straddle his semi erect rod, when something caught her eye. Through the gossamer living room curtains, she could see a man standing near her front door. She leisurely got up and walked to the door, curious as to who their watcher was.

She opened the door a crack to find a handsome delivery man standing less than a foot from her.

“Can I help you?” she asked breathily.

“I . . . uh . . . have a . . . um . . . package.”

“Oooh!” , she squealed, and threw the door open. “I’ve been waiting for this!”

“It’s . . . uh pretty big.” He quickly tried to readjust his growing member without bringing attention to it. Too late.

“Yeah. It looks pretty big.” Her eyes never left his crotch. “Could you bring it in?”

He stood there for a moment, mesmerized by her naked body. “Yeah. Sure.”

As he carried in the large package, he noticed the other guy still on the floor. He was lying on his side with his hand around his stiffening cock.

“You can put it right here,” and she motioned to the corner.

As he turned to leave, the woman approached him.

“Thanks. That package looks really heavy. I’d like to give you a proper Thank You.” Her hand reached down and brushed his throbbing member. His cock jumped as if begging to be released. “Would you like a proper Thank You?’

“Uh . . . Yeah. Sure!”

He hadn’t realized that he had taken several steps back, and was now right in front of the couch. She took what seemed like an eternity to undo the fastenings that held his uniform pants on. When she finally freed his aching rod, atalar escort it sprang forward so hard, that it came back and slapped his abdomen.

“Ooohhh! That looks good!” And she pushed him onto the sofa.

She quickly knelt between his thighs and covered his cock with her mouth.

“Oh, my God. Yes!” He grabbed her head to hold her in place. Everything else disappeared except for the gorgeous blonde sucking his shaft. He didn’t even notice when the other guy came up behind the woman. He didn’t notice a thing until she began squealing on his shaft and wriggling between his legs. When he opened his eyes, the other guy was kneeling behind the blonde with three fingers shoved in her cunt.

“Oh yeah, baby! Finger fuck me. I want to come more!”

Seeing how ready the woman was again made the delivery man just that much harder. This woman seemed insatiable. And it was really turning him on.

The boyfriend gladly obliged her dripping cunt. He slid in a fourth finger, and began pumping them in and out of her like he would with his dick. The more she moaned and squirmed on that dick, the more her ass wiggled on his hand. Finally, he slid his thumb into her tight snatch. He pushed until his entire hand was buried inside her.

“OH, GOD! UUHHH!”

With his other hand, the boyfriend began to finger her ass. After applying a liberal amount of spit for lubrication, he slowly slid one finger inside her. When he felt her relax, he slid in another. Her moans were getting increasingly louder. He slid in a third finger, and began finger fucking her ass while fisting her pussy.

She began to scream around the cock in her mouth. The deliveryman could feel his orgasm nearing. His balls tightened, and his dick stiffened. He filled her mouth with his cum. His load was so big that it began dripping from the corners of her mouth. But, she didn’t stop. She kept right on sucking that cock like there was no tomorrow. She began to buck her ass back farther onto the boyfriend’s hand. When the deliveryman next looked down, the boyfriend’s wrist was buried up to mid forearm. Then, the boyfriend looked at the deliveryman.

“You want to fuck her ass?”

“Oh, hell yeah!”

The boyfriend removed his hand from inside her, and she began whimpering.

“Don’t worry, baby. There’s more coming.” And he grabbed her by the waist, pulling her mouth from the cock that she had sucked to full erection again. He turned her around and placed her on the deliveryman’s lap. She faced away from the deliveryman, and he worked his slick dick into her tight ass.

“OH, GOD! YESSS! I’m gonna fuck your ass.”

“YES! FUCK ME! FUCK MY ASS!!!”

His hips began to go up and down, as he buried his dick inside her tight ass. While he did this, the boyfriend moved closer, and again knelt right in front of her. He began to play with her clit with his thumb. Then, he leaned forward, and began lapping at her clit.

“OH GOD! You’re going to make me come again!”

“Come for me, baby. I want to lick up your juice.”

Her body began to tremble, and she began bouncing on the deliveryman’s cock. God, he was loving this! He reached up in front of her and grabbed her breasts. He teased her nipples until she finally came. Her ass clenched around his dick, milking a little more cum from him.

“OH! AAUUGGHHH! YES! I’M COMING!”

The boyfriend quickly moved his tongue further down, and began sucking as her juices ran from her. When he got all that he could, he stuck his tongue into her hole. Before she could catch her breath, she began panting again, as he tongue fucked her. In no time, she was coming again. His dick was so hard now that it began to ache. He sat upright and moved even closer.

“You want me to fill you up, Baby?”

“Oooh! Fill me good! I want two dicks inside me!”

The boyfriend, eager to please his girl, raised up on his knees (thank God the couch was low!), and slid his dick past her dripping labia and into her hot wet snatch.

“Oh, God! Damn! That feels good! I’m so full! Y’all like fucking me. Don’t you?”

“Oh, God yesss!” was the combined answer.

“Then fuck me good! Wear me out! Oooh yeah!”

With her boyfriend in her pussy and this hunky deliveryman in her ass, she was in heaven! She felt so full and tight. It didn’t take long for all thought to go bye-bye. The only thing that mattered was how great this felt.

Her boyfriend pounded aydınlı escort at her pussy, and the deliveryman’s hips were rocking wildly. He wanted to get as deep as he could in her tight ass. Every time she convulsed, her ass tightened more around his dick. His hands took turns diddling her tits and working her hips. Since he had just come, he felt no rush, and wanted this to last as long as possible.

The boyfriend was still pounding her pussy, but his knees were now sore. “I want you on the floor, Baby! I want you on top of me.”

“Okay,” she replied, and over her shoulder, she asked, “Do you mind?”

“Not at all. I want to get deeper in your ass. Do you like it?” “Honey, you can fuck my ass all day long if you want!”

The group quickly untwined themselves, and moved to the floor. The boyfriend lay on his back. The woman quickly straddled him, spearing herself on his cock.

“Ooohhh! That feels so good! I could ride your cock all day, Baby!”

“I’m sure we’d have to stop at least a few times, but, I’ll happily let you try!”

The deliveryman saddled up behind her, positioned his knees between the boyfriend’s thighs, and gently pushed her forward. He grabbed his throbbing member, and entered her forbidden hole.

“DAMN! You’re so tight!”

“OH, GOD! YESSS! Oh baby! Yes! Stick that in farther! I want it ALL!”

The deliveryman eagerly obliged her, sending his dick to new depths. He plunged his entire length into her dark cavern. He was amazed at how accommodating her ass was. But what amazed him the most was how tight she was in this position. With his dick buried in her ass, and her boyfriend’s dick buried in her pussy, she was full to capacity. And it felt so damn good! He had meant to start slow, giving her time to get used to the new position, but the tightness egged him to go faster.

A new sensation quickly introduced itself. With the skin between her ass and pussy being so thin, he could feel most of the ridges and thick veins of the boyfriend’s dick. It should have been a turn off, but it actually turned him on more. The extra cock made everything extra tight, and he quickly lost himself. He began to pound away at her ass.

In no time at all, the small group was panting and grunting like animals in heat. With each of the guys already having come, they were in no rush.

They fucked her until she couldn’t hold herself up. She collapsed onto her boyfriend’s chest as he lifted his hips and continued to do the job that she herself couldn’t. Her fingers dug into the carpet, keeping herself from being bucked off. Her boyfriend pounded her pussy so hard, she screamed over and over. The deliveryman pounded her ass so hard, she grunted and squirmed. She was sure that neither of them could last much longer. They just had to come soon. Right?

“OH YESSS! FUCK ME. FUCK ME HARDER!”

Both men moaned loudly as her screams drove them both to absolute wild abandon. Each of them was close, and picked up their tempo to bring everything to a dizzying crescendo.

The room was filled with grunts and groans, moans and screams. And PLENTY of sex! The smell of sex was everywhere.

Finally, the deliveryman lost his load and filled her ass with his white hot liquid. He slowed his pace a bit, but continued to pump his cock in and out of her until it popped out, completely limp.

The boyfriend took this opportunity to flip over his insatiable girlfriend, and give her a good fucking from above. He drove his cock in and out of her with so much force, her tits bobbed up and down.

“Oh, God! Baby! Yesss! Make me come with you! Beat me with your dick! Oh, fuck yeah!”

He felt his balls tightening. His hips were moving at lightening speed now, as he began to feel her tightening up one last time. “It’s coming, Baby! You ready?”

“Oh, yes. Fill me up! I’m going to come with you! AAUUGGHHH! YESSSS!” Her body exploded into convulsions as his cum filled her canal. He continued pumping, allowing her to ride out the last waves of pleasure coursing throughout her body. His limp dick slowly slipped from her drenched and beaten hole.

By the time either of them opened their eyes, the deliveryman was standing in the middle of the room, fully dressed.

“Thanks for . . . uhm . . . everything. I’ve got to go now. But, hopefully, I’ll . . . uhm . . . see you again.” As he walked out the door, closing it softly, the two on the floor looked at one another.

“I hope I didn’t go too far. I never thought I’d actually fuck him. You’re not mad at me, are you?”

“Of course not. I’m the one who asked him if he wanted to fuck you. I could never be mad at you for that. After all, you are my little sex kitten!”

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