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Nicole sat up on her elbows with a smile when she heard the door open her eyes gleamed when Jasper walked in. She was nearly naked as he had command of her. Wearing only a corset of black leather and red silk. Waiting and ready for him, having touched herself exactly as the text had demanded she do. She enjoyed their games. She inhaled deeply to push her breasts up proudly as his eyes raked over her body. Then his best friend, Christopher, walked in behind him.

“Jas! The hell!?” Nicole yelled pulling a blanket around herself to hide from the blonde man. Christopher turned red at the brief view he had gotten. Nicole glared at both men but her gaze darkened on Christopher. She was terrified what this could mean. She loved Jasper. She would do anything for him, but she was afraid that anything may be giving him up because the strange relationship she had with Christopher. The heated sexual tension the coursed between them that they tried to pretend didn’t exist. She may have strong feelings for Christopher as well but she had still chosen Jasper.

“This is a bad idea.” Christopher rubbed his neck and took a step towards the door.

“No!” Jasper snapped he pointed to the bed. “Go sit down.”

Nicole slipped from the bed with a sheet wrapped around herself and a fearful gaze on Jasper when Christopher sat on the bed his elbows on his knees and head hung in defeat. He was sure the last fight had permanently ruined whatever chance he had with the woman. Jasper motioned Nicole to him and she quickly moved to him frowning.

“You’re not giving me to him.” She felt tears sting her eyes. “I’ll run before that happens. If I can’t have you I don’t want him. I-“

Jasper shut her up the best way he had found by pulling her close and devouring her mouth with his. “God no.” He cupped her face with his hand while the other arm wrapped around her waist. “He can either share us…or he gets neither.” Jasper rested his forehead on hers. “That’s the option I gave him.”

Nicole blinked. “I don’t understand why he’s here. The golden boy won’t-“

“Trust me?” Jasper asked. Nicole sighed but nodded her head. She trusted Jasper completely, she saw it in his eyes when he shifted from her loving boyfriend to her dom and she instinctively began falling into her sub space. Jasper turned Nicole around to face Christopher. “She’s in.” He told the other man who lifted his head. Jasper ripped the sheet away from Nicole and dropped it to the floor. Christopher blushed brightly at her exposure. Jasper had his arm around her and was rolling palandöken escort a nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “So, Chris, the question is-” Jasper moved forward and pressed Nicole into a bent position in front of Christopher, he used his foot to spread her legs exposing her further to the man still on the bed. “What do you want?”

Christopher blinked and forced himself to drag his eyes away from the exposed flesh. He looked up at his best friend, seeing Nicole looking around her knees at up him. “What?”

“‘What’ he says.” Jasper rolled his eyes, his hand rubbing at Nicole’s back and butt. She was bent at the waist, her blonde hair on the floor with her hands on her shins. She watched the two men expectantly. Jasper’s hand slapped against Nicole’s butt once, her body jerked and she yelped slightly even as she tipped her hips begging for more silently. “I mean do you want to fuck our girl in her tight little pussy.” Jasper emphasized his point by pushing his fingers into her. She moaned and Christopher blushed. “Or her pretty little ass.” Jasper then pulled his glistening fingers from her and pushed them into the other entrance, forcing out a deeper moan.

Christopher blushed brighter. “Um…uh…” He hadn’t expected this type of sharing. He had expected more along the lines of the ‘take turns’ kind of sharing when Jasper had come to him and told him that his anger about the relationship could be solved by sharing.

“I’m not letting you have her without me until I know you’ll treat her right.” Jasper stated simply earning a glare from his friend.

“The hell is that supposed to mean?” Christopher snapped feeling angry that his friend would even suggest he would abuse Nicole.

“It means, I’m not leaving my sub with an inexperienced dom.” Jasper smacked her butt again after pulling his fingers out. “So…are you in or out? Because if you can’t accept it, leave.” He rubbed at the red hand print left on her butt while Nicole pressed herself back towards him, biting her lip to keep herself from speaking out of turn. “She’s being very good and deserves a reward. Don’t you, Slut?”

“Yes sir.” Nicole answered with a whimper as her butt was set stinging again.

Christopher was silent for a moment memorized by the sway of Nicole’s red butt. “Her ass. I want her ass.” He blushed, never having imagined doing something like this.

Jasper grinned. “Get your pants off then.” He smacked Nicole’s butt. “Get the lube.”

Nicole straightened and immediately went pamukkale escort to retrieve the requested bottle while the men undressed.

“I’ll prep her this time.” Jasper stated. “Next time though…it’s you. So pay attention.” Nicole placed her hands back on her shins with her butt facing the bed so Christopher could watch. She had a light blush at the heat she could feel coiling between her legs while Jasper spread them apart with his foot. “The safe word is ‘Leonardo’. She says that and it all stops.” Jasper turned to Christopher. “Period. I don’t care what you feel or want. You betray the trust and I will make you regret it.”

Christopher nodded his understanding and repeated the safe word back to the two. Jasper nodded. He wouldn’t offer this opportunity to Christopher if he didn’t think the other man would honor Nicole as their sub. He crouched next to the bent woman and began rubbing the lube at her entrance. She pressed back towards him.

“Eager little whore.” Jasper warned. “See how she leaks.” He trailed his fingers towards her entrance then back towards her rear door. It wouldn’t be her first experience with duel penetration, just the first with two men instead of a toy and him. Jasper was careful to insure she had plenty of lube inside as well as around the edge. Christopher was aching just watching them, his own erection standing at attention between his legs. He blushed when he noticed Jasper’s when the other man stood and tossed the bottle of lube at him.

“Lube up.” Jasper commanded Christopher, who obeyed immediately. Jasper then reached down and hooked his finger in a loop on the corset and pulled her up. Nicole leaned against him, her hand running over his member as it pressed against her stomach.

“Do you need it?” Christopher asked blushing at his lack of knowledge as his cock shined with the lubricant coating.

Jasper laughed and reached down pushing his fingers roughly into Nicole. “The whore has plenty of natural lubricant for me.” Nicole was arched in his arms pressing herself down on his hand.

Christopher stood by the bed as he had been commanded. Jasper was laying on his back at the edge with Nicole straddling him. Her butt shinned where Jasper had wiped the lubricant. Christopher couldn’t stop himself as he reached out and ran his hand over her backside. It felt better bare than in jeans. Jasper smirked at him.

“Smack her ass.” Jasper told Christopher who looked at him with wide eyes. “She likes it.” Jasper assured his friend before pazarcık escort forcing Nicole to bend so her butt was more exposed and he could suckle at her breast. Nicole whimpered. Christopher hesitated before striking her. She yelped in surprise but pressed her chest further into Jasper’s mouth and her butt higher into the air.

“I want to fuck her.” Christopher said after watching her butt turn bright red under his hand.

“Thought you would never ask.” Jasper grabbed Nicole’s hips and guided her down onto him, her moan sending a jolt straight to Christopher’s groin. Once she was on Jasper fully he held her against his chest. He looked at Christopher over Nicole’s shoulder. “Now you.”

Christopher lined himself up with her lubricated entrance and glanced at his friend and the woman between them. Neither appeared to be questioning the actions so the mild guilt eased away while he eased himself in. The three moaned in unison until he was fully sheathed. Jasper ran his hands over Nicole’s shoulders while her breathing shook.

“Good girl.” Jasper praised. “You like that don’t you?”

***

Nicole laid gasping between the two men once they were spent. Her nerve endings were on fire and every movement sent a jolt of electricity through her aching body. Jasper rubbed her shoulder soothingly, then he pushed at Christopher’s shoulder until the other man pulled out and laid at their side. Christopher felt jilted that he had been pushed away until Jasper rolled over and placed Nicole on his chest.

Jasper kissed Nicole lightly before pulling away so Christopher could wrap his arms around the woman. “I’ll be right back.”

Christopher rubbed at Nicole’s arms as he had seen Jasper do and felt her relax against him. He kissed her cheek lightly. Jasper returned with warm damp cloths after a few minutes. He was cleaned up, Christopher noticed when Jasper tossed a cloth at him.

“Clean yourself.” Jasper told Christopher while moving his own cloth to Nicole. He kissed her lightly and smiled at her. She returned it softly. After they were clean and the cloths deposited in the clothes hamper the three laid naked on the bed. Jasper trailed his hand lightly over Nicole’s body. Christopher’s arm remained around her waist.

“Can this work?” Jasper asked the two. He locked his eyes with Nicole. “Can you accept both of us?”

“I think I just proved I can handle you two.” Nicole laughed at her own joke even as her eyes drooped tiredly.

“Can you accept sharing?” Jasper turned his gaze to Christopher. That was who he was worried about saying ‘no’. He knew Nicole had strong feelings for both of them and that she would enjoy being shared physically. Christopher though, Jasper wasn’t sure if he would accept this lifestyle.

Christopher blinked at his friend then smiled. “We’ve always shared everything anyways.”

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I came home as quickly as I could after my wife called to tell me that her friend Bruce would be joining us for dinner. She’d been talking about him for some time but I’d never met him. Her eyes would wander off as she told me about his latest project or how he’d helped her with her work or helped her solve a problem. There were times when I wondered if she was having an affair with him, but I was sure that was just wishful thinking. I often found myself fantasizing about sharing her with another man but the reality was that she was probably far too conservative for that sort of a scenario. Still…I was excited to meet him and watch them interact first hand.

I arrived at our house before Bruce and Paula so I took the opportunity to jump into the shower for a quick rinse before dinner.

My mind wandered as the water flowed over my body. I lathered up and rubbed the suds all around my legs, my arms and my torso. I was feeling optimistic about what tonight could bring so I spent extra time washing my cock, balls and my ass. I knew by the way she drifted off when she talked about Bruce that at the very least she’d be hot and ready for love by the time he left. The steam had filled the shower by the time my mind returned to reality so the mirror was fogged as I stepped out of the shower and began to dry off. As the fog cleared I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My cock was responding to my thoughts and was about halfway hard, still pointing downward but certainly engorged. I found it to be a beautiful site as I stood mesmerized for a moment. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed out of the bathroom to get dressed for dinner.

As I entered the bedroom I heard the front door close and voices in the hallway. I started to yell “hello” but I stopped and just kept silent. I listened to the voices. It was Paula and I’d have to assume the male voice belonged to Bruce. They were animated and Paula was giggling quite a bit so my curiosity grew. I knew they weren’t expecting me to be home for another half hour or so, so I decided to just listen in to their conversation.

“You know I need this Paula” he said “I’ve been thinking about this all day.”

“I know honey” Paula replied “but if I take care of you now I don’t know if you’ll be ready again later if my plan works out…” They continued giggling and making inaudible sounds. I could hear shoes and coats coming off and I could tell that whatever was going on was playful. That made me smile.

Now my brain was working overtime! What could she mean? We’re they talking about sex? Was this a dream come true? Would she let me share her with another man? Or better…share another man with me? Or was it just innocent bantering about something else altogether…

I remained silent as Paula and Bruce made their way down the hallway towards our bedroom. I knew I had to hide!

I slipped behind the wardrobe where I could see the whole room in the mirror, but I could not be easily seen. I held my breath as the two of them stumbled into the bedroom, Bruce tripping over his pants which were now down below his knees, and Paula with her panties around her ankles. Both had lost their shirts along the way. They were giggling and kissing, completely oblivious to my presence.

My cock sprang up from under my towel!

In over 20 years of marriage we had, I assumed, been monogamous. (But I confess that for every one of those 20 years I had dreamed of wild, unabashed crazy sex — with both women and men and both!) And now I find myself witnessing my wife’s unfaithfulness. Damn…I could have been doing this all along, I thought to myself.

Bruce reached down and removed Paula’s dress as she stepped out of her panties. They continued to kiss and giggle. Naked now, my beautiful wife dropped to her knees and slid nizip escort her fingers into his waistband. Slowly she lowered his briefs until his beautiful cock sprang to freedom. It stood straight out pointing directly at her face while she finished removing his shorts. She paused and stared directly back at Bruce’s cock.

It was hard as a rock. Seven to eight inches long. As thick as a large banana. Smooth and circumcised. The helmet was large, shiny and purple. His balls hung low and heavy, like two eggs in a sack. His cock just bounced in front of her eyes as she stared.

“It’s as beautiful as I’d imagined” she said as she leaned forward and touched the tip of her tongue to the underside of the tip of his cock. Her hands grasped his thighs as she leaned in further and began to engulf Bruce’s gorgeous manhood an inch at a time until she was swallowing him entirely.

I couldn’t help myself. I grasped my own cock and began to stroke a little.

I watched as my wife impaled her face on this gorgeous penis. I felt a twinge of jealousy as I watched his beautiful manhood slide in and out of Paula’s face. I was jealous because she’d never shown such enthusiasm for sucking on my cock, but I was also jealous because at this moment I wanted with all my heart and soul to experience what she was experiencing…I wanted to know what that gorgeous cock felt like in her mouth…what it would feel like in MY mouth!

I stroked harder as Bruce began to moan.

I was now so focused on watching his cock slip in and out of my wife’s beautiful face that I didn’t even notice her eyes had caught a glimpse of me in the mirror. I watched her hands caress his balls and stroke his shaft. I watched as she pulled back and just stroked with long slow milking strokes, first towards her face and then, slowly, she turned him so he was pointing directly towards me! She continued to milk his beautiful cock as I felt my own precum dripping over my fist as I stroked myself.

A droplet of fluid formed on his pee hole. Paula slid back to where she could make direct eye contact with me. I froze.

“Come here Bryson. I know you want it.” She said softly as her eyes pierced my soul. “Just give it a lick, like this” she said as she washed Bruce’s cockhead with her tongue. His cock shined with the mixture of his cum and her saliva.

She stoked some more and motioned me closer with her eyes.

“I know you’ve wanted this for a long time and Bruce and I knew you were home when we got here. Your clothes are on the bed!… so quit being shy and come down here and give him a lick with me!”

I was dumbfounded. I had no choice but to admit she was right and submit to my desires.

I felt numb as my towel dropped and I stepped forward to join my wife at the feet if this beautiful man. For so long I’ve dreamed of having a real cock in my mouth. My loving wife was presenting me with the opportunity that I’d been dreaming of.

“Now let’s see if you can really suck a cock” she said satirically…

She pointed the shiny purple tip of his cock towards my lips as she continued to milk him. Another droplet formed and I couldn’t resist. I had to do this! I looked Paula in the eyes as she guided his cock towards the tip of my tongue.

I parted my lips and put the tip of my tongue on the droplet and I continued to engulf the head of his cock in my mouth!

As my mouth opened to accept the helmet of Bruce’s cock my tongue washed all around it. I could taste the mildness of his precum and I could feel it mix with my saliva making his bulbous cockhead feel so smooth and slippery on my tongue. I was amazed at how hot it felt in my mouth and how much just the head of his cock filled my mouth.

“Ohhhh… taste that cock Bryson. Be the cocksucker odunpazarı escort you’ve been wanting to be.” Paula whispered to me as she licked at his shaft and balls.

She moved my hands up to his shaft and told me to stroke him as I suck. Then she backed away to where she could have a better look at my efforts. She continued to massage his legs and butt as she watched me experience my first cocksucking.

“Now stroke him and take his cock deeper into your mouth” she said “I want to see you be a good little cock sucker…”

She smiled as I began to suck him deeper into my mouth. I could taste his nectar

as he leaked a steady flow of precum now. I was slowly taking him deeper into my throat with each stroke until I felt his pubic hair tickling my nose as his throbbing cock probed deep into my throat. I amazed myself with my ability to engulf his entire member.

“It looks like you’ve been practicing!” Paula said with a giggle.

I was slobbering all over him. Slurping and sucking noises filled the room. The taste, the manly scent and the fullness and heat in my mouth, the weight of his balls in my hand…my senses were in overload as I stared into Paula’s eyes.

She continued to encourage me as I moved my hands down from his shaft to his balls and I tugged gently as I continued to deep throat him. I ran my finger nails up the back of his ball sack and tickled him all the way back to his rosebud. He began to twitch and flinch.

Paula leaned in and with her lips pushed my mouth back off of Bruce. She gave him a quick suck and turned to me whispering “not so fast…we have more to do here before I let you finish him off…”

As I stared at Bruce’s cock bouncing in the air just in front of my face I felt my wife touch my ass. While we were taking turns licking his shaft, putting his cockhead in our mouths and kissing each other occasionally as we enjoyed Bruce together, I was startled by a cold moist finger as it entered my rosebud and penetrated my ass pushing quickly past my sphincter and probing deep into me. I’d always loved it when she did this to me but this time she really caught me off guard.

I again impaled my face on Bruce’s cock as I became accustomed to the invasion of my ass and mouth simultaneously.

My own cock was now in desperate need of attention.

I increased my tempo on Bruce’s cock, pulling and tugging at his balls as I inhaled his organ deep into my throat over and over again. Feeling his cockhead as it careened in and out of my mouth. The taste of his seed becoming stronger in my mouth. I loved every sensation that I was experiencing right now! A hot throbbing live cock in my mouth and totally under my control. My wife watching my every move intently — and squirming at the sight. The feeling of her fingers probing my ass as I arched my back to give her better access… Oh gawd!! My cock was rock hard and dripping!!

“Alright boys. It’s time to change things up before I lose you two…” Paula said.

She began to stand and pulled me up with her. We all three stood naked together at the foot of our bed. Paula pressed our bodies together. She kissed me, then Bruce. We all leaned in together and kissed and licked at each other’s faces. At some point I found myself locked in a passionate embrace with Bruce. This was something I’d never pictured– but I found it enjoyable and it caused my cock to jump at Bruce.

“Bryson, this is Bruce. Bruce, this is my husband Bryson who I’ve been telling you about.” Paula said as she began to rub our precum soaked cocks together.

She smiled and giggled. “I’m so happy this is working out. I’ve dreamed about seeing the two of you together for months!”

I grasped Paula’s firm ass cheek and pulled her tight against onikişubat escort me “Thank you Paula. You must have known about my curiosity…”

“It’s obvious Bryson. It just took time to find the right man to satisfy it!”

With that she proceeded to lay me on the bed with my ass at the foot.

“Bruce has shared some of his desires with me as well” she said. “One of which is that he’s never fucked anyone in the ass before…”

I heard the familiar click of the oil bottle lid as Paula swung around and positioned herself with her pussy straddling my face. Her beautiful pussy glistened above me, wet with anticipation. I leaned up and began to lick at her vulva — both as a show of appreciation for putting this together, but also as a distraction from the fear of what may soon be happening!

For years I’ve loved butt plugs and I even have an anal dildo… but letting a real live man into my ass is still terrifying!

I felt warm oil being applied to my cock, then to my balls and finally I felt generous amounts being spread around and into my ass. The feeling was so luxurious. My wife on my face and Bruce standing at the foot of our bed. They were both massaging and applying oil to my groin and ass. My cock was so hard now I knew I could blow at any moment! I increased my intensity on my wife’s delicious pussy, lapping at and sucking her folds and crevasses, my nose now probing her rosebud. She was squirming and beginning to moan.

I felt a white-hot probe applying pressure to my anus.

I froze for a moment in anticipation. I felt terrified. Would I be able to accommodate a real cock? Would the pain be too intense? What if…

The answers came quickly as Bruce pushed firmly but slowly against my sphincter. He paused and lifted my knees up over his shoulders. Paula let out a moan as she witnessed her boyfriend line up to impale her husband’s ass with his beautiful cock. She grabbed my cock and pulled my balls up out of the way of her view.

Bruce pushed again gently. He was so hard and his cock felt so hot on my anus.

In a flash he was in. I was accepting him! I felt the stretching of my sphincter and there was certainly some pain, but not as intense as I feared and it faded into pleasure almost in an instant.

I began to breathe again as he slowly worked his magical tool in and out of my butt. He pushed deeper with each motion until I had taken his entire cock deep inside my bowels.

I was in heaven.

I lapped furiously at Paula’s pussy as she squirmed and moaned and ground herself on my face. Her juices flowing freely now as she approached orgasm.

Bruce was now pounding my ass with his hips slapping on my buttocks. He reached down and began pulling at my cock and stroking in a rhythm with his pounding of my ass.

That was it! My cock began spewing. I could feel my orgasms springing from so deep inside of my rectum. I felt as if I could cum forever. I’d never before experienced such an intense series of orgasms. It seemed to last forever!

Paula had succumbed to her own orgasm as she rode my face and screamed out to Jesus in ecstasy.

Then I felt Bruce begin to unload in my ass. He let out a great moan as he emptied his seed deep into my bowels. He too seemed to cum forever! He continued to pound me as I filled with his heat and wetness.

Paula slowly lifted herself off of me and slid down beside me. We kissed passionately as Bruce’s orgasm subsided. He slipped out of me as Paula and I kissed. Paula looked up at Bruce and motioned him down to join us.

Bruce laid himself on top of me. Our bellies awash in my splattered cum. He looked me deep in the eyes and we fell into a passionate kiss. As we kissed I felt a special bond that I’d never anticipated… Until you’ve been taken by a man you just have no way of knowing the pleasure of giving yourself entirely. It’s an indescribable feeling of emotion. Now I understand the look Paula has on her face after we make love.

Paula smiled softly as the three of us melted into one.

“Well?” She asked “Do you like him? Can we keep him?”

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Vicki watched as the work truck pulled up to her driveway. With any luck, this job wouldn’t take all day, and she would be able to supervise their work and head off to do her errands. The foreman came up to the door, papers in hand. He explained to her exactly what kind of job they’d be doing, and reassured her that they shouldn’t be much more than a few hours. In fact, the laborers were already starting their work in the driveway, digging and chipping away at the damaged concrete. The noise was growing louder and Vicki wanted nothing to do with it already. She hurriedly signed where she needed to and sealed herself in the house. A half day off ruined! At least, she thought, she could get some things done for herself around the house. Then the day wouldn’t be a total loss.

The hours ticked by and Vicki wasn’t happy. The work was nowhere near done on time, and she knew that she’d be missing a full day of work. The foreman knocked on the door to confirm this to her, but assuaged her that there would be no extra charge for however long it took them to finish. Although she was angry that the job was going to take longer than promised, at least she could enjoy the rest of the day away from the office.

With the door closed behind her, Vicki headed upstairs to her bedroom, stripping off her blouse on the way. Her skirt followed as she rummaged through the room to find something more comfortable to wear. Clad in only a lacy white bra and matching panties, Vicki happened to glance out her window. The workmen outside were certainly doing their damnedest to get the job done, but that didn’t concern her. In the growing heat of the day, all three of them had stripped off their shirts to work, and sweat glistened on their ebony skin. She gasped when she saw this, then checked to make sure that they couldn’t see her standing there in her underwear. The men were all well built, and she watched their muscles ripple as they toiled away outside.

She could feel her pussy moistening as she stood there, transfixed before tearing herself away. They had a job to do, and while it was appealing to fantasize, Vicki knew her place. Besides, the foreman was still down there, making sure that they weren’t goofing off. She pulled on a pair of bike shorts and a T-shirt before heading back downstairs. Once there, she busied herself around the house and yard, sneaking glances at the guys who continued to work at a brisk pace. Even though her shirt was long enough to conceal her bottom, enough of her curvy figure was visible at certain times that the work crew got to enjoy an occasional peek. This was wholly coincidental on Vicki’s part, and by the time she noticed one of the men stealing a longing glance at her ass, the day was growing late.

Still, she secretly enjoyed the fact that despite her modest dress, she had still managed to turn a few heads. The hot afternoon eventually gave way to a somewhat cooler evening, and Vicki wasn’t surprised to be talking to the foreman as the sun went down. No, they weren’t done with their work, but then again, she wouldn’t be charged anything extra for it. Although she was disappointed at the disruption in her life, she wasn’t altogether upset with the fact that these guys would be back tomorrow. As they cleaned up from the day’s work, she got to mingle in closer with them, knowing that their eyes were on her, and hers on them. All three of the workmen were very well defined, and their dark skin enticed her. When one of them ‘accidentally’ brushed against her, Vicki felt shivers racing down her spine. Yes, she truly would be happy to see them again in the morning, and she looked forward to spending as much of the next day as possible keeping a close eye on them.

The next morning, Vicki made sure she was up early. Rising before the work crew arrived, she hurriedly went through her closet, finding something enticing to wear. She wanted to look sexy, but not be completely done up like a whore. Besides, she only wanted to give them something to think about as she plotted ways to steal glances at their chiseled bodies as well. Rummaging around in her closet yielded an old pair of cut off jean shorts, which would be perfect! They were tight fitting and cut off very high, just above the lowest curve of her ass. Vicki was about to pull them on over her skimpy panties when she changed her mind.

The panties came off, and the jean shorts went on with nothing underneath. She was careful when zipping them up not to catch the bushy hairs of her cunt. For a top, the sexy young brunette found a white tank top. It tucked into her shorts nicely, fitting closely over her trim figure. The arm openings were a bit large, however, and the top fit a little loosely. If she was reaching or stretching, someone with the right angle could catch a glimpse of her breasts. And the dark patches around her nipples would be barely visible from the front as well. She admired herself in the mirror briefly, imagining the hard ons that she’d give those guys today when she heard someone knocking on the door. Hurriedly, Vicki headed downstairs, expecting to greet the foreman and his crew, orhangazi escort who were arriving to finish the job.

To her surprise when she opened the door, Vance, one of the workmen she had drooled over the previous day was there. His eyes bugged out as he saw the vision of beauty before him, but he quickly recovered. In brief, Vance explained to Vicki that he and the crew were here to finish the job, and they would be checked up on by the foreman. All the while, he did a poor job of attempting to avert his gaze from her body. Vicki scarcely heard what the man said, concentrating instead on his well developed arms and upper body. She had noticed his wandering eyes, and teased him with her movements. He could see her breasts through her shirt, and she knew it, keeping her arms raised so that he may catch a brief glimpse of what she was barely concealing.

In another moment, she had turned to get something, half bending over and showing off her ass for him. Vance pretended not to notice, but how could he not! His work mates were watching all of this from the truck, and snickering about it. As soon as Vicki closed the door to let him get to his work, he turned and strode off towards them, blowing out a deep breath and trying to get his mind off of her. It didn’t work, the vision of the sexy little brunette was burned into his memory. The fact that she was showing off her tits and ass didn’t help Vance any, but there was work to do, and lots of it. Together with Jay and Chuck, Vance began his day’s labor, but their conversation was definitely on the woman who was obviously keeping an eye on them from the porch.

Occasionally, one of them would steal a glance at her, fantasizing about what lay beneath her skimpy outfit. Vance had already done his part, describing the fullness of her breasts and the fine shape of her ass. His pals laughed as he described her, each of them forming a delightfully erotic vision in his own mind. Later in the day, when they were nearing completion, Vicki herself helped them along. She had been spritzing some hanging plants on her porch, and hadn’t been all that careful with the water. Her clingy white tank top was partially soaked, and her rosy nipples showed right through it. Despite the fact that she knew she was going to give the guys a free look through her wet shirt, she brought some cold drinks down to them. It was only fair, she thought.

After all, they had once again stripped down to their shorts to toil in the hot sun. Sweat gave their dark skin an appealing shine, and none of them bothered to even try and look away as Vicki approached. They were working hard, and figured that if she was willing to show off her body, then who were they to refuse. Besides, she had looked damn good to all of them the day before, and even better today. She paused for a few moments to chat with them, and was delighted to find out that they would soon be done. All that needed to happen after that was a final inspection from the foreman and they could go. With that, Vicki headed back towards the house, never doubting for a moment that the guys were focusing their attention on the exposed curves of her ass. And she was right.

Not too long after that, she answered another knock on her door. It was Vance, of course, with his buddies in tow. They were done with the job, and asked her if she wanted to look over their work. She accompanied them outside, and as she expected, they followed her. With a sly smile on her face, Vicki made sure she wiggled her ass while she walked, and even bent down to see the job that they had done. Vance, who was standing in front of her at the time got an excellent view of her cleavage, while Jay and Chuck were left staring at her ass. Her shorts had ridden up her butt a bit while she was doing that, and Vicki made no effort to cover herself up.

Once satisfied that they were done, she asked when the foreman could be expected. Vance told her that he had to call, and wondered if he could borrow her phone. Vicki agreed, of course, and they headed back into the house. Ever the gracious hostess, Vicki invited all of the guys in to cool off, and they readily agreed. Vance made his call while the guys took seats and Vicki went off to get them some more drinks. She returned just as Vance did, and took the frosty pitcher away from her body. The ice cold pitcher had hardened one of her nipples, and it showed through her thin shirt like a beacon. This was not lost on the workmen either. Together, they sat and talked, with the guys never taking their gaze off of her. She was sitting on a stool, bending over a lot and laughing, which jiggled her breasts nicely. Vicki’s shapely legs were slightly spread, and none of the men could resist a glance at her bare thighs. She knew this, of course, but acted as if she hadn’t noticed.

The four of them sat around talking for some time, but the foreman never showed. After awhile, Vance asked if he could call again, see if there was some kind of hold up or something. Vicki directed him to the phone in the kitchen again, and he headed out of the room. ortahisar escort In a minute, he was back, holding her telephone handset, and inquiring if there was another phone he could use, apparently the battery on this one had gone dead. Vicki invited Vance to follow her upstairs, and he could use the one in her bedroom. She led the way, of course, and three pairs of eyes stayed riveted on her ass. Vance kept his eyes on her all the way up the stairs, straining to see just how far up her butt her shorts had ridden.

Vance was following a few steps behind Vicki, keeping her ass just above his eye level. From there, he could clearly see the curves of her butt that peeked out from beneath her tight shorts. The sashaying motion of her body as she climbed the stairs enticed him, and beneath his shorts, Vance was sporting a raging hard on. Once inside her bedroom, Vicki handed him the phone unit and he dialed up his supervisor. From what she could hear of his conversation, the foreman was delayed, and wouldn’t be available to do the inspection for some time yet. He hung up the phone and turned to apologize to Vicki. By now, she had taken up a position on the bed, sitting on its edge. Vance was eyeing her up intently, and she was studying his form as well. Vicki’s inviting eyes told him exactly what he wanted to hear, and without a wasted word, he approached her on the bed.

She seemed to melt into his arms the moment they wrapped around her. She could smell his manly aroma, punctuated by the sweat of his earlier exertions. Strong black arms reached around her waist, tugging at the thin cotton of her shirt. Effortlessly, it was removed as his tongue probed its way into her mouth. Vicki could feel the bulge in his shorts pressing against her soft flesh and her hands struggled to free it. By now, Vance had pulled off her shirt, exposing her lovely breasts to him. He doffed his quickly as well, baring his well muscled chest to her. Vicki caught her breath in her throat, stifling a gasp as she saw the well muscled stud before her.

She succeeded in tugging his shorts down, revealing a sizable black hard on. He was working her shorts as well, unzipping them and allowing his fingers to dart inside, brushing against her bush and teasing her wet pussy. With a sharp pull, they were down around her ankles and Vicki finished kicking them off. Immediately, Vance’s fingers found their way down beneath her bush, pressing gently against her wet cunt. Vicki moaned and spread her legs as she led Vance down onto the bed with her. His fingers massaged her puss, sliding back and forth along her slit, just barely dipping inside of her. Maneuvering his fingers like an expert, Vance caressed Vicki slowly, and started rubbing her clit with his thumb. She was spreading her legs wider now, pulling her wet cunt lips apart. One of Vance’s rough fingers slipped all the way inside. Vicki gasped. Her warm wetness enveloped Vance’s intruding finger as he eased it deep inside her pussy. His thumb continued to manipulate her hardening clit.

With his other hand, and his mouth, Vance took on her ample breasts. They were soft to the touch but her nipples were hardening quickly. She wiggled her hips to grind her cunt against his hand harder and harder, driving his probing fingers deep inside her. His mouth tugged at her breasts, tweaking her firm nipples as Vicki moaned out loud. Her own arms wrapped themselves around Vance, pulling him tighter against her body and quickening his tempo. Vance’s stiff cock rubbed against her bare thigh as their bodies entwined together. Despite her moaning and writhing, Vicki felt his member brushing against her, and she pulled slightly away.

With Vance laying on his back, she darted down between his legs to find his member waving as it stiffened. She smiled as she saw the thick black cock and wrapped her fingers around it. Quickly, Vicki gave it a few short strokes, then without any hesitation, wrapped her lips around its swollen head. Vance gasped as he felt her going down on him, feeling her lips pursing around his cock and sliding down the shaft. She rebounded up, following her red lips with her hand. She brought her lips all the way back to the tip of his cock, teasing the opening with her tongue. A drop of pre-cum dissolved on her tongue as her reward. Vicki savored the sweet taste of this stud’s cum, then returned to sucking his cock, going down on him faster with each stroke. Her mouth engulfed him completely, which was no mean feat given his size. Nevertheless, she continued to stroke and suck his cock until it was rock hard and her pussy was dripping wet.

With his thick tool dripping wet with her saliva, Vicki deftly released it from her mouth and assumed a position on her back. Her shapely legs were spread, revealing her curly brown bush and soaking wet pussy ready for his cock. As she scooted up, Vance positioned himself between her legs. His throbbing member ached to get inside of her, and from the look of her, she was dying to feel his massive cock penetrating deep into her pussy. His body came down on top of osmangazi escort hers, his hands coming to rest on her breasts. Even as he manipulated them, Vance’s stiff cock pressed up against the entrance to Vicki’s sweet pussy. Effortlessly, he thrust his way inside her, sliding down that well worn path easily.

Vicki’s pussy had been loosened up by all that finger fucking that Vance had done with her before, and she was very wet. Despite her readiness, Vance’s cock was a tight fit for her hot little cunt, and she moaned as he reamed in and out of her. His thrusts were fast and hard, making her cry out louder and louder. His muscles rippled as he thrust his cock in and out of her cunt, and she grabbed onto his broad shoulders as tightly as she could. Vance’s thrusts were powerful, pounding his stiff cock deep inside her wet and waiting pussy. Vicki’s entire body shook as he rammed himself home inside her, time and time again. His hard cock was penetrating deep inside her, sliding in and out of her hot wet cunt faster and faster as she spread her legs even farther apart. The comely young brunette was screaming in absolute delight as the workman fucked her harder than she’d ever thought possible. Sweat dripped off their bodies as Vance thrust himself deep inside her once more, grunting as he came. Globs of his cum filled Vicki’s waiting cunt as he drove himself down inside her. She shrieked her enjoyment as he fired the last few drops of his cum into her pussy, and she raked her nails across his stripling back with one final sigh of contentment.

With his cock spent and his balls emptied, Vance gave her a gentle kiss on the lips by way of thanks, then eased his dick out of her pussy. She was such a good lay, Vance was sorry that it was over, but what an incredible fuck she had been. Loud too, for Jay and Chuck had heard their rather loud interlude, and had come up the stairs to investigate. Whether or not they had seen anything was uncertain, but as Vicki lay on the bed she saw them staring at her.

What a sight to behold she was! Her legs were spread, showcasing her well fucked pussy. Some of Vance’s cum was dripping its way out of her, and some more was stuck to her bush. Vicki’s ample breasts were exposed to their view as well, and her hard nipples seemed to beckon them to her. She smiled as she saw the delight in their dark faces and gestured them over to her with a wave of her hand. Vance cleared the way for his buddies as they came closer to the hot little wench he had just fucked. Both men tore off their shirts and stripped out of their shorts before they reached the bed. Vicki scooted up a little higher on it, keeping her legs spread as they reached her.

Once they did, they wasted no time, and soon Vicki had two pairs of hand caressing her breasts and manipulating her wet pussy. Briefly, she felt a hot mouth sucking on one of her gorgeous tits, and although she wanted more, the guys had other things in mind. It wasn’t long at all before Chuck had his rigid cock up by her lips, and dutifully, Vicki began to suck him. She had parted her lips gently, easing his cock into her waiting mouth when he savagely shoved his cock forward, jamming it down her throat. Vicki was stunned, and nearly gagged, but somehow she managed not to. As soon as he had his cock in her mouth, Chuck started a rhythmic thrusting that literally forced Vicki to suck on him. The only alternative would have been to bite him, and she certainly wasn’t going to do that. Instead, she met his eyes with her own lust filled gaze and wrapped a hand around the shaft of his tool, stroking him into her waiting mouth. His cock was already oozing sticky sweet drops of pre cum, and Vicki sucked them down her throat.

While she was doing this, Jay wasn’t wasting his opportunity either. Once his friend had laid claim to Vicki’s hot mouth, Jay pulled himself off her tits and spread her legs apart. Even with a monstrous cock shoved down her gullet, Vicki didn’t resist. For her, this was a situation that she could only dream of in her wildest fantasies, there was no way she’d pass on it. Jay’s hands were rough from the physical labor he did for work, but strong and her thighs obligingly parted for him. Her hot cunt was still wet from the fucking that Vance had given her and was still flowing a mixture of her juices and his cum. Jay didn’t care. He sampled her pussy first with his fingers, easing a couple of them deep inside her pussy, causing her to cry out.

Her hot wetness was apparent as Vicki’s cunt clamped down around Jay’s fingers. Her juices coated his fingers as he pulled them out, and he wiped the sticky stuff off on her bush, rubbing her clit in the process. She was evidently enjoying the chance to give Chuck a blow job, and her body language told Jay that she surely would love to feel his cock inside her right now. A quick glance on his part down at her pussy told him she was quite ready, and despite already being rock hard, Jay felt a spasming in his loins as he saw her waiting pussy. Between those gorgeous spread thighs, Vicki’s cunt beckoned to him. Her pussy lips were spread apart and waiting, Jay could see the deeper tone of red within. Glossy pink lips hinted of how wet she was, and pearly white streaks of what had to be Vance’s cum decorated her puffy outer lips. Above that, a thatchy brown patch of pubic hair wreathed the girl’s hard clit. She was wet, she was waiting. And Jay wanted her.

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It was Don and Gabriella’s anniversary night. Instead of going out and celebrating with their friends and family, they had decided to stay and home and just be by themselves. Cooking dinner together had always been a treat for them both, and they enjoyed creating a nice meal. He had helped prepare the vegetables and set the table for them, while she prepared the tender chops. Selecting a bottle of wine, he added that to the table settings and put some slow romantic music on the CD player.

Just as they had carried all the dishes into the dining room and where ready to sit down the doorbell chimed. With a frown on his face, Don went to the front door to open it. But when he opened it, he saw someone that he hadn’t seen in a long time. Standing in front of him was George, a friend of old college days. Smiling they hugged each other, “Nice to see you again, where have you been?” asked Don as they walked into the dinning room. “Oh I’m just here on business and I thought I’d surprise you two. Am I interrupting anything?” George asked as he looked at the table settings. “It’s our anniversary tonight and we where just sitting down for dinner, but there is plenty for one more, come join us ” Don said, inviting his old friend to sit down.

Gabriella quickly brought another plate and wine glass and soon they sat down to enjoy their dinner. Even thou she had wanted to spend a quiet and romantic evening with her husband, she didn’t mind the interruption from George. They had all known each other during their college years and had some really fun times together. As they sat and ate, those old times came up again during their conversation. “Remember the time when you thought I was Don and you grabbed me in that dark hallway in the dorm and kissed me?” George asked. Gabriella blushed furiously, but had to laugh with them as they talked about some of the things they had done during their wild younger years.

After dinner the two men helped her putting the dishes in the kitchen, and they all settled in the living room with some more wine. Gabriella had worn a short little black dress for tonight’s occasion and now had to be careful as she sat down in the couch to relax. Don sat down beside her, casually resting his arm behind her on the back of the couch, while George sat down in a chair facing them. As they sat and talked, Don would sometimes gently trace her upper arms with his fingertips, showing her his love.

The evening moved along smoothly, the conversation flowed freely, from old times, back to present, back to the good times they all had together when they where younger. Now they where on their fourth bottle of wine, they had all gotten very relaxed with each other after the first stiffness you experience if you haven’t seen someone for a long time. The music was still playing softly in the background. As one particular song came on Gabriella began to move slightly in her seat to the music. Knowing that George had always liked to dance, he suggested “Why don’t you and George dance together? You both have always enjoyed that, while I go and get some more wine and some crackers to nibble on.” Smiling at Gabriella, George took advantage of his friend’s offer and went to her, “May I have this dance?” She got up and easily moved into George’s arms, gently swaying her lithe body to the music. She had always enjoyed dancing with her husband’s friend and had done so many times when they went out.

Tonight seemed different somehow. Gabriella had noticed his admiring glances at her, noting that he had glanced at her long, slender legs and had felt his looks on her back as they had moved around in the kitchen earlier that evening. But the alcohol and the relaxed mood soon let her forget those thoughts and she easily danced with him for several songs. The last one was a very slow one, and George pulled Gabriella even closer to his body, resting his hands on her back, and without even thinking, gently caressing her back. As she moved with the music, her pelvis brushed against his and she could feel his hardness pressing against her. Suddenly taken aback her first thought was to move karşıyaka escort away from him, but not wanting to offend him, she finished the dance, then sat beside her husband on the couch again. Instead of sitting back down, George excused himself to use the restroom.

Gabriella leaned over and whispered into Don’s ear “While I was dancing with George he got a hard-on.” Don chuckled and replied, “Well that seems to happen every time I touch you, so what’s wrong with that?” “Well, he’s an old friend, and I like him a lot, but that was just unexpected.” Don smiled at his wife and replied, “Wasn’t it your fantasy to be with two guys at the same time? Tonight might be the night to make that fantasy come true my dear.” Just then George walked back into the living room and sat down, and the conversation picked up again between all three of them. But Gabriella had turned quiet, thinking what her husband had said.

Yes she had always found it a turn on to fantasize about being with two men at the same time, and she had shared that with her husband, but was she willing to act out that fantasy? Don had never openly encouraged her before, even though the chance had arisen a few times before, where she could have been with another friend of his. Casting those thoughts aside again, she joined in the conversation of the two men. Don had refilled their wineglasses and they all sat back enjoying each other’s company. Gabriella leaned back into the soft cushions of the couch, unaware that the skirt of her dress had slid up to mid point on her thighs, but both men noticed it. Don caught George looking longingly at his wife, and with a small nod encouraged him.

That was all that George needed, and he got up and asked to dance with Gabriella again. They got up and moved to the middle of the living room and gently started to sway to the soft music. Being bolder this time, George pulled her very close against him, putting both of his arms around her and softly moving his hands up and down her back. Through the thin fabric of her dress he could feel the fastening of her bra. He could feel her resistance as he pulled her close, but soon she relaxed against him, putting her head on his shoulder. The wine, food and good conversation had relaxed her. As they danced and she could feel George’s arousal grow against her abdomen, she thought about her husband’s words from earlier, “Tonight might be the night to make your fantasy come true.” Smiling to herself, she thought “Why not?” and pressed her body against George’s.

Taking her reaction to his caresses as a yes, George grew even bolder and gently started to stroke Gabriella’s bare neck with his fingertips. Feeling another man caress her so intimately felt strange at first, but not unwelcome. It had been a long time that she had been with someone other then Don, but the thought of having sex with George tonight while her husband watched and maybe even participated send shivers of arousal up and down her back.

Leaning his head forward George gently started to trace his lips across Gabriella’s sensitive skin on her neck, kissing her softly, then leaving little wet trails with his tongue. Slowly he worked his way to the other side of her neck, nibbling on her ear, then moving to her mouth. Claiming her slightly open mouth for a long deep kiss, he pulled her even closer against his body, continuing to trace up and down her back with his hands. Breaking the kiss he led her to the chair he had occupied before. Turning her back around, he slowly unzipped her dress. As it fell to a puddle at her feet, she stepped out and carelessly kicked it aside. Sitting down, she leaned back into the chair, looking at her husband over George’s shoulders. Don was still sitting on the couch across from her, smiling at her and blowing her a kiss.

George kneeled down in front of Gabriella, leaning forward and kissing her again, while his hands explored her upper torso. Gently massaging and feeling her small but full breasts through the silky material of her bra. Slowly he traced his thumbs over her already erect nipples, kartepe escort making her moan against his mouth. Pulling her towards him, he reached around her, opening her bra, then taking it off, letting it fall on the floor beside the chair. Bending his head forward to first take her right nipple into his mouth. Running his tongue around the hard nub, then slowly sucking on it. Arching her back against his mouth, she moaned out loud, leaning her head back against the cushions of the chair, spreading her legs, so he could move closer to her.

As he moved forward, his erection pressed against her stomach. Reaching down, Gabriella started to fondle George through his slacks. Her slight touch made him ache for more. Quickly he got up and got undressed, then kneeled back in front of her. Slightly opening her eyes, she looked down at his hardness, then taking his penis into both hands, gently stroking and massaging it, while he continued to kiss and lick each of her breasts in turn.

By now Don had gotten turned on by watching his wife kiss and feel their old college friend. At first he had stroked his rock hard erection through his pants. But as George had gotten up and gotten undressed, so had Don. Sitting back now he stroked his penis with one hand, resting his other on his balls, gently massaging them, copying his wife movements on George’s dick. He had thought he would feel jealous watching is wife together with another man, but instead he found it an enormous turn on and couldn’t take his eyes off the two lovers in front of him.

By now George had returned to kissing Gabriella deeply, while she was still fondling his dick. As they broke their kiss he stood up and gently pushed her head to his groin. With her sitting still on the chair, and him standing in front of her, his large erection was right in front of her face. Grinning she kissed his head, then traced her tongue down his shaft. Closing his eyes and moaning quietly, he thrust his hips forward to meet her mouth. Placing one hand on his buttocks while her other hand held his shaft, she first sucked on the tip of his dick, then took his head in her mouth, slowly sucking on it.

Not wanting to miss a moment of the show in front of him, Don got up, standing beside the chair where Gabriella sat, so he could watch more closely. She noticed that now a second hard dick was in front of her. Grabbing her husband’s penis, she pulled him closer and started to kiss and lick him, while her left hand stroked George’s dick. She continued licking and blowing each dick in turn. By now she was so turned on, her right hand had found it’s way in between her legs. Shoving her panties over to one side, she had started to flick her finger across her clit.

Both men, where in heaven, having their dicks massaged and licked, but as Don opened his eyes slightly to watch, he saw that his wife was pleasuring herself. Nudging George with his elbow to get his attention he said, “Why don’t you do something about that?” George was only too happy to oblige. Kneeling down in front of Gabriella, he tugged her soaking wet panties off, then pushed her body back against the chair, with her legs wide apart. Don moved around to the other side of the chair, so Gabriella could continue to lick and suck him and he himself could watch as his wife got serviced by George.

George bend his head forward, sticking out his tongue and stiffening it, then gently lapped up some of Gabriella’s free flowing juices. Using both of his thumbs he pulled her outer lips apart. Her clit was red and swollen; greedily he flicked his tongue over it several times. Hearing her moan out loud, he continued licking her, while he drove his index finger deep inside her wetness, pumping it in and out slowly in rhythm with his tongue. Gabriella matched the speed of her sucking on her husband’s dick to the movements George was performing on her. Soon the room was filled with slurping and moaning sounds from all of them.

Gabriella’s hips where moving with George’s finger inside her, her hips rocking back and forth on the chair. Knowing kaş escort that she was close to climaxing he stopped his efforts and stood up. Grabbing her hands and pulling her up to her feet. Gabriella and Don looked at him with a questioning look, not knowing what he had in mind. George just smiled and sat down in the chair, pulling Gabriella down to sit on his lap, facing with her back to him. As wet as she was, his hard dick slipped inside her with no resistance. Don took up position in front of his wife again, easing his erect member back into her waiting mouth. Now Don’s dick was getting mouth fucked in the same rhythm as his best friends dick plunged in and out of his wife’s pussy.

George sat up a little bit, so that he was able to reach around Gabriella’s front to feel and fondle her breasts. Her nipples where already rock hard, and he made them even more sensitive as he started to roll them in between his fingertips, making her moan out loud in pleasure.

The tightness of Gabriella’s wet hole, while watching her give a blow job to her husband in front of him soon was getting to be too much for George. Not being able to hold back his climax, he started to shoot his cum into her. Feeling his hot semen hit her insides; she suddenly let go of Don’s dick to match George’s fast motions in and out of her. Crying out loud Gabriella joined George in an enormous climax. Slowing his movements George let Gabriella come down from her high, then slipped out of her, releasing her to slump back against him.

Gabriella slid on the floor in front of the chair, sitting in between George’s spread legs, still catching her breath from one of the best orgasms she ever had. Not being able to stand and watch any longer, Don got on his knees in front of his wife, asking her to turn over on her hands and knees. No sooner had she done that, his hard penis plunged deep inside her dripping pussy. She was so slippery, not only from her own juices, but also from George’s cum.

Gabriella sat up, resting her arms on the armrests of the chair while Don behind her picked up his speed to pump in and out of her faster and faster. One of his hands held her against him, while his right hand found her rosebud, and after wetting his fingertip with his mouth, traced little circles around and across it, arousing her further.

While watching the show in front of him, George’s hands involuntarily traveled down to his still erect penis. Slowly he started to stroke it to full hardness. Seeing George stroke himself in front of her face, Gabriella leaned forward a little bit, starting to kiss and lick the head of his dick, while he continued to massage his hard shaft.

Don from behind both of them had a perfect view of his wife’s lips and tongue as they licked across the other man’s dick. Feeling her pussy contract around his dick, he doubled his efforts to bring them both over the top. Grabbing both of her hips with his hands, so he was able to penetrate her more deeply. Harder and faster he pushed and pulled out of her, his balls slapping against her with every move. Instead of her stopping to lick George, she kept on sucking him, while she and her husband neared orgasm.

As Don started to climax inside of his wife, she joined him, and at the same time George wasn’t able to hold his own climax back any longer. Gabriella was being filled with cum, first from her husband inside her pussy, and her mouth from the semen from his best friend. At first she gagged, but then she started to swallow every little drop. Don slowed down his movements, not wanting to leave the warmness and wetness of his wife’s pussy. He stayed inside her, gently rocking back as forth as he watched Gabriella clean up George’s penis.

Done with her task she sat down on the carpet, forcing Don to exit her. He laid down on the carpet, too exhausted too move. Gabriella joined him, snuggling close and smiling up at him. Soon George crawled on the floor too, and all three collapsed in a heap. The music still played quietly in the background and they lay huddled together, talking about the experience they just shared. After a while, Gabriella got up, giggled to herself, then reached her hands out to both men. “Lets go upstairs to the bedroom and continue our anniversary party for three.” Don and George didn’t have to be told twice and followed her upstairs to the bedroom to continue to fulfill some fantasies.

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“Babe, I want to talk about something.”

I felt my stomach sink a little and, feeling apprehensive, finished toweling off my hair and turned to stare at him.

“Okay…”

“Come here.”

He watched me saunter towards him, naked, and a wide smile crept across his face.

I crossed my arms. “So talk.”

He crooked a finger.

“Closer.”

I shook my head, trying not to smile. He leaned forward and, snatching my hand, pulled me onto his lap.

“Hey, perv,” I objected, squirming as his hands got busy. He kissed my lips, my jaw, my shoulder.

“You smell great,” he mumbled into my skin, one hand roaming down my stomach, the other sliding up my thigh.

“I thought you wanted to talk about something.”

“In a minute.”

He bit my neck, one hand squeezing my breast, the other sliding its way between my thighs. I arched my back slightly, letting myself enjoy his touch, the tough-yet-nimble feel of his skilled fingers. Competent, strong, and just a little possessive.

He flipped me onto my back on the bed, covering my body with his and claiming my mouth with a hot kiss. He nibbled his way across my collarbone, then back for a long, deep, slow tongue dance. His jeans were rough against me, but I could feel his arousal, let myself sink into the kiss as his hands wove through my hair.

“You know I love you,” he said quietly.

I pulled away, a bit concerned now. He sighed, then pulled me on top of him as he rolled onto his back.

“What’s going on?”

He stared at me, quiet for a minute.

“We have great sex, right?”

“Of course we do.”

“And you know I want to make you happy.”

“Blake,” I framed his face with my hands. “What’s the problem?”

“What if I wanted to try something more…experimental.” He cut me off before I could respond. “And don’t say anything yet, just promise to think about it.”

“All right…” I said dubiously.

“You know I love you, and I think you’re the sexiest mut escort woman I’ve ever met.”

“Mmmhmm.”

“But I’ve always had this fantasy and…I could never quite work up the nerve to ask you, because I didn’t want you to think it meant anything was wrong with, you know, us. The way we are.”

“Okay?”

“But, well, I’ve always wanted to try it and…”

“Blake, just say it.”

“I want to have a threesome,” he blurted, color rising on his face.

I stiffened, pulling away slightly before he gripped my shoulders and held me in place.

“Babe, I think it could be sexy. Listen…”

So I listened to him explain that he only wanted it if I wanted it. That he wanted a chance for us to explore something different, and just see how it went. That if I was uncomfortable in any way, we’d stop. That it would be not just for him, but for us.

He’d always been a good convincer.

A couple days later, I came home to an empty house. I’d barely set down my bag when I got a text: “Car’s coming to pick you up. I took care of everything, don’t worry. Just leave everything and come meet me.”

We drove to a secluded rental home. Hesitant, I strode up the walkway and opened the door. When I opened it, the lights were dimmed. Music was playing. The first thing I saw was a bag on the table.

“Try me on,” said the tag, then underneath, “I can’t wait to see you in this. I love you.”

I took the bag upstairs into the master suite. Candles burned, the bathtub was already full with lots of soaps and a bottle of wine sitting by the edge of the tub. The note on the wine said, “Relax babe. Take a bath and be ready in an hour.”

Well, I thought, might as well enjoy myself. Kicked off my clothes and sunk into the warm water. There were also some chocolates, I drank a glass of the wine, then another, letting myself soak and occasionally savoring some of the chocolate.

By the time I got out, over half the bottle was gone and nazilli escort I smiled, feeling a little giddy, and pulled a black silk number out of the bag. Lotions and oils lined the countertops, I lathered myself up in pretty, soothing smells, then shimmied into the lingerie.

Approvingly, I noted that everything fit perfectly. My breasts nearly spilled out of the low cut push up bra, and the panties formed a little heart in the front with red ties criss-crossing up sides of my thighs.

Feeling sexy and buzzed, I made my way to the bed and flopped facedown onto the wide king bed.

I realized I’d dozed off when I woke to two strong hands massaging my back.

“Mmm” I groaned in approval as Blake worked out the knots in my shoulders and stroked along my exposed flesh with some kind of oil.

“Feeling relaxed?”

I nodded as his hands continued their patient assault, dipping ever-so-slightly towards the junction of my thighs, teasing the outer edge of my breasts, kneading my ass. I felt myself grow aroused and wet.

“I want to fuck you so badly,” he whispered in my ear, and I felt his stiffness slide against me as he snugged himself up against my backside. I wiggled my ass, pressing my hips back to tease him and heard him groan.

“Oh, you’re naughty.”

My head light, I giggled as I felt him pull my panties aside and the tip of him enter me just slightly.

“Two can play that game.”

He teased me back, easing himself in halfway, only to pull back out. He spread kisses down my back, his hands gripping my hips as he pressed back into me, sliding in easily each time.

“Ohhh,” I moaned, trying to arch my back to encourage him, but he just continued his slow, teasing strokes.

“Baby, you’re so wet,” he said softly, pumping himself in, out, stopping just short of satisfaction, teasing me with the thick head of his cock.

“Oh, fuck,” I groaned, wanting more, my head swimming, feeling impossibly turned nilüfer escort on.

—– x o

Carissa knew the deal. As discussed, our partner for the night watched as I pleasured my wife, then came to kneel beside me on the bed. She reached around and grabbed my cock, stroking up and down encouragingly as I fucked my wife. Her name was Lucy, and we had made it clear that she was here for both our pleasure.

I turned Carissa over, her eyes heavy from the wine and slid back inside her. I felt her legs wrap around my waist as I began to fuck her deeper. Lucy leaned over and began to suckle my wife’s tits, pinching and working her mouth over them as I kept up my steady pace.

“Oh, God!” she screamed as she came, gripping the sheets in ecstasy.

I waited for her to recover, just a little stunned. Fuck that was sexy. Lucy began to make out with her as she shuddered with the after effects, her nipples erect and her body flushed. I stroked my cock watching them. Holy shit.

As Carissa stretched out, obviously content, Lucy grinned and slithered toward me. Carissa watched, intrigued, as Lucy took me into her mouth and began to suck my cock.

“Mmm, baby, you’re so big,” Carissa commented as Lucy deep throated me, gagging slightly with my girth. I held the back of her head, pumping myself into her, watching as my wife absently stroked herself, one hand toying with her breast.

“You like that, babe? You think you’d like it if I did this to you?” I turned Lucy over, lifting her hips up and giving her a swat on the ass. She squealed in delight, licking her fingers and reaching to rub her clit.

I grabbed the tops of her thighs and pulled her towards me, then thrust hard inside her. My wife watched as her tits bounced madly while I fucked her like an animal, grunting as my skin slapped brutally against hers.

“Oh fuck yeah,” I grunted, fucking her from behind and accelerating my thrusts to a frenzied tempo as the bed shook. I pulled out and came violently into Lucy’s open mouth as she eagerly lapped up my cum.

Collapsing, I pulled my wife toward me and kissed her forehead. She spared me a speculative glance.

“That was hot,” she said.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“…want to keep going?”

(to be continued)

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In the previous Chapter, Michalis and Thomas decided to deceive the Tax Collector. Their plan was to present TC a virgin young woman who would pose as a prostitute. Of all the friends and acquaintances of their social circles, Michalis and Thomas chose Sofi, an inexperienced nineteen year old girl to ask for her aid. Michalis met Sofi, told her their situation and their plan, and she accepted her temporary role. Michalis then got a fake prostitute license and on his way to the meeting, he became vaguely horny and went to see Sarah, a prostitute that gave him a very nice blowjob the other day. This time, they had sex and it was a very sensual experience, one that made Michalis lose track of time and realize that he would be late on their meeting.

You Bet! Ch.3 — by Charkas

At the tripe shop, Thomas and Sofi waited impatiently for Michalis to arrive and give Sofi the license. The time neared five thirty.

“Where is that guy?” Michalis fretted. “TC is about to arrive!”

Half past five. The door opened. And in came. . .

“Oh no,” Thomas panicked, “too late!”

. . . Michalis.

Thomas exhaled in relieve. “Hey! What took you so long?”

“Ehh. . .” Michalis’ eyes rolled down and right as he recalled his experience with Sarah.

Thomas’ facial expression tightened up and his face became red as he realized that Michalis switched to Homo Neandertalis mode again. But he didn’t say anything, he had more important things to worry about. “Did you get the license?” he eventually inquired.

“Yeah, sure.” Michalis said and by reaching the inside of his jacket, he presented an envelope and gave to Sofi.

Sofi snatched the envelope, opened it and noticed the ID card inside. “Is this what I think it is?”

“Yes,” Michalis confirmed. “Did you bring the passport photos?”

Sofi nodded “Yes, they are here with me.”

“Okay,” Michalis instructed, “now glue them carefully on the blank ID square.”

Sofi did so thoroughly and carefully and then she went to the dressing room to prepare her appearance as a prostitute.

Michalis and Thomas waited for TC to arrive. The time was nearly twenty to six.

“Think he won’t come?” Thomas asked.

“Nah,” Michalis replied, “tax agents always com—”

“Gling — gling!” the doorbell rang.

“We’re open!” announced Thomas cheerily.

Opening the door and making an aggressive step forward, TC got in. “Well, if it isn’t the two cowboys!” TC grinned sardonically. “So what’s on the menu today?”

“Fresh meat!” Michalis replied.

The Tax Collector shrugged “Fine then.” In the position he stood, between the opened door and the wall, the lighting of the shop mixed with the shade cast from the door, made his facial expression look abnormal, vile and diabolic “So, until the main course arrives, meaning the girl that you claim is a prostitute, I’d like to eat here for one last time, before this shop closes forever. Ha — ha — ha!”

“Are you sure you want that?” Thomas asked. “How do you know that we won’t poison you?”

TC grabbed the table in front of him from the side edges and leaned forward, holding his position. Glaze — eyed and with a frowning eyebrow, he threatened “Don’t worry, I’ve taken measures. I have informed a buddy of mine in the agency what you’re doing up here. If something happens to me, you’ll be accused of murder.”

“Okay then,” Thomas maintained the sarcasm in his voice. “So what would you have then monsieur?”

“One kilo cocorechi*.”

*Cocorechi = A national Greek dish made of sticking lamb intestines, liver, spleen and lungs on a metal skewer, wrapping them up with lamb bowel and grilling them by rotating the skewer under fire. The dish is mostly served during Easter, and it is at those times that the famous movie, ‘The Silence of the Lambs’, is played most frequently on the Greek TV.

“Coming right up!” Thomas exclaimed and went to the kitchen, prepared the dish and brought it to TCs’ table.

Grabbing the fork, TC attacked the cocorechi with an insatiable appetite. Adopting an almost theatrical gesture as a finishing signal, he elegantly took the handkerchief accompanied with his meal and with a dexterous and soft swipe, he removed the oil from his greasy lips “I’m done,” he announced, “now show me your little slut.”

“Of course.” Thomas said. “Tina! Come in dear!”

Sofi got out of the dressing room and into the dining area. She wore a very short mini skirt that made her thin but well — formed legs visible, that piece of clothing being so short that it could barely hide her red string. On the upper part of her body, her leather jacket remained unbuttoned, leaving her red bra and soft skin in plain sight. She kept her brown curly hair wild and chewed a gum.

Michalis and Thomas completely lost it. Was that the same girl they talked to before?

The Tax Collector however retained his control “And you’re supposed to be a virgin?” he laughed out loud.

“Yes I am!” Sofi confronted milas escort TC, face to face. “Why, you got a problem old man?”

“No, I don’t. . .” TC replied perplexed by her sudden aggression. “So you claim that you are both a virgin and a prostitute?”

Sofi smiled with glazing eyes. “Yup — yup, those two I am!”

“Fine.” TC nodded. “Prove it to me then that you are a virgin. For the prostitute part I’ve made up my mind.”

“And what’s your price mister?” Sofi demanded to everybody’s surprise.

“A real model of self — control!” Michalis thought excited. “Other girls, even those with great acting skills would have panicked by now. I’m impressed!”

“Eh, how much do you want?” TC languidly worded after recomposing himself from the blow.

Sofi continued her amazing acting “That’ll be fifty euros honey.”

TC lost his temper momentarily and the blood in his veins painted his face crimson red. Yet, just before speaking, he managed to dominate his impulses again. “It’s okay, I’ll pay.” he shrugged. “Either way, I’ll take them back on the double later. And to be honest, it’s not a bad idea to shove a dick every now and then.”

Obviously the Tax Collector thought that he would fuck Sofi. However, she had other plans in mind.

Forming a half serious smile, she sneered “And who told you that I’m gonna let YOU fuck me? I don’t want to lose my virginity. You’ll only see my pussy! Got it you fail of a pirate?”

TC snapped “Fifty euros just to see your cunt, you little. . . cunt? I think I’ll toss a rock to your empty head. You’ll see then how it feels to be fucked for the first time!”

“Was that how they fucked you on your first time too, you dingle — ass baboon?” she laughed at him.

“You really got some nerve you little brat!” TC pouted indignantly. Suddenly, his eyes sparkled with a shine of madness. He reached his pocket and everybody thought that he would indeed grab a rock and throw it at Sofi’s face. But that didn’t happen.

Extending out his hand towards Sofi, the Tax Collector opened his palm and a fresh printed fifty euro bill presented itself. “Take it!” he groaned and slammed the bill to her already stretched out to receive palm. “And now show me your virginity.”

Complying to what TC requested, Sofi began to undress. She removed her leather jacket, followed by her mini skirt. Then she took off her red string, revealing to everybody her nudity. Her pubic hair, even though trimmed, retained a brownish texture. Her ass was cute and extremely tight.

Needless to say that every living organism become horny with that sight. Including bacteria, viruses and other little fellows that always accompany us on our environment. But let’s stick with the humans in the room.

Due to his average sized cock, Michalis could hide himself from embarrassment, and TC, sitting at the table didn’t have any problems either. Thomas on the other hand found it impossible to cover his huge bulging club from his pants.

Yes, Thomas had a very big cock, a lot longer and thicker than the average person. If Michalis had an uzi gun, Thomas had a bazooka; only a few shots, but very destructive in damage.

Sofi sat on top of the table, opened her legs and spread her pussy for TC to see. “Come,” she mocked him, “take a closer look at me!”

Leaning forward, TC began to inspect Sofi’s pubic area.

Michalis and Thomas leaned sideways to get a sneak peek.

“Is there anything more palatable than having something like this on your plate?” Michalis whispered to Thomas.

Thomas responded excited and with a relatively loud voice “Yes, Sofi’s pussy with a one kilo cocorechi!”

Momentarily becoming disrupted from her task at hand, that was, to keep her legs spread out, Sofi glanced curiously at Thomas, raised her eyebrows puzzled and then returned to her previous activity.

“Shush!” Michalis abruptly said feeling embarrassed.

After a minute or so, TC leaned backwards to the back of his chair. Oh, wait. His chair had no back and he fell flat to the ground making a stomping sound. Thump! He stood up and sat again, a bit dizzy and ready to make his verdict, even though his sad expression betrayed him. “She is indeed a virgin!” he admitted, unable to grasp it. “But how is this possible?”

“Well, she is!” boasted Thomas and then added “Which simply means that we’ve won. Now get your mangy butt out of my restaurant!”

“But . . .”

“Butt my ass!” Thomas laughed. “You made your bet and lost. Time to honour that agreement!”

TC smiled sinisterly. “To hell if I do.” he hissed and laughed scornfully. “I’ll report you still.”

To the Tax Collector’s bewilderment, Thomas returned the smile. “I expected you would do something so low— ”

“I knew it,” Michalis thought astonished, “Thomas must have finally overcome his naivety!”

“That’s why I prepared for you a surprise!” Thomas finished his sentence.

“What kind of surprise?” the Tax Collector inquired mudanya escort curious.

Thomas pointed the corner of the wall with his finger. “Look up there!”

A camera was placed at the far corner of the concrete wall, aiming at the table TC sat on. At that moment, Sofi had left the table and was already dressing.

“This entire interaction between us today has been recorded!” Thomas jabbed. “I call this recipe, ‘finely chopped taxed tripe.’ If you don’t honour our agreement, then this delightful dish is going to become very popular in the Greek cook book. Going international is also a good idea, who knows?”

The Tax Collector laughed “You got me you maggots!” and then admitted, still astonished “There really exists a virgin prostitute!”

“Exactly,” Thomas said triumphantly, “if it weren’t for our Sofi!”

Michalis tried to stare indifferently towards the ceiling. He couldn’t help but think “Oh, shoot, he got sloppy.”

“How did you call her?” TC demanded to know.

Thomas attempted to correct his mistake “Ehh . . Tina!”

“Don’t give me that.” TC spat. “You called her Sofi, I’m not deaf!” He stared at Sofi and derided “Why don’t you come over here again . . . Tina?”

Sofi approached. “What is it again?”

“I want to see your sexual worker license.” TC requested.

Reaching her license out of an inner pocket of her jacket, Sofi gave it to him.

TC grabbed the license and scanned it thoroughly. “Haha!” he laughed. “You messed up. I don’t know how you managed to find a license ID, but the stamp doesn’t go over to the photo area. So, it’s obvious that it’s a fake! Nobody would ever place a stamp in a license with no photo in the ID. I know the people of that department, they are not that irresponsible!”

“Fuck.” Michalis thought. “In all my haste, that was the only thing I overlooked. Dammit.”

“Anyway,” TC concluded, “you lost the bet! Now this business is going to close.”

“I don’t think so!” Sofi intervened, who passively observed their conversation all that time.

“And why is that?” TC asked.

“When I met with Michalis earlier, he told me what the definition of a prostitute is. A prostitute is a woman, willing to give sexual services in exchange for something non sexual, material or not.”

“I don’t know where you’re getting at.” TC said.

“Yes,” Michalis agreed, “why do you bring that up Sofi?”

Sofi explained calmly “I am willing to have sex with you TC, and in exchange, I’m asking that you oversee Thomas’ debt and go. And by saying that, by definition I am a prostitute.”

“Hmm, you have a point.” Thomas acknowledged.

“Additionally,” she continued, “on your bet with Thomas, you asked him to find a prostitute near the red district area, isn’t that so?”

“I did that.” TC unwillingly admitted.

“I live just two blocks away, my apartment is near the red light district,” Sofi stated, “you never mentioned if that prostitute had to be a legal one or not.”

“That’s right!” Michalis gushed energized by that realization. “Sofi is indeed the virgin prostitute Thomas. We’ve won!”

TC said nothing. Everything seemed as if he had lost. But suddenly, his eyes sparkled and he smiled with renewed maliciousness. “Why don’t you tell me Sofi,” he addressed her, “you said you were willing to have sex with me, didn’t you?”

“Well, I . . .” Sofi lost her words.

“Aha!” TC shouted. “So you’re not really willing to give your body to me! Therefore, you’re not a real prostitute, so I win the bet!”

“No!” Sofi snapped back decisively. “I’ll do it. For Thomas.”

“Sofi, I’d rather you didn’t sacrifice your purity for me!” Thomas intervened. “Virginity is something sacred for a girl. I wouldn’t want for you to have such a memory for your first time.”

“But I do.” Sofi insisted. “It’s an honour my first time to have such an altruistic impact, to save a friend.”

“Alright then!” TC rubbed his hands. “So get naked you slut — that — is — not — really — a — slut. If you dare.”

Getting herself naked for the second time, Sofis’ tight and tender pussy appeared ready to get fucked for the first time. Everything around her got horny, even non — living objects; spoons, forks, knives, everything started to float in the air. The only thing that followed the opposite direction, was the Tax Collectors’ pants, making a blunt sound as they hit the ground.

Sofi sat on the table, spreading her legs open. TC approached, however, he seemed hesitant, almost as if he was the virgin.

“What’s wrong?” Sofi mocked him. “Scared of a little pussy?”

TC indeed felt scared. If he didn’t fuck her, he would lose the bet, and he hated to lose. If on the other hand he stuck his dick inside, it would mean that Sofi was true to her word, so she would have been the real virgin prostitute, therefore he would lose the bet again. The only way he could win was to scare Sofi off and make her quit.

“I’m going to tear mustafakemalpaşa escort your vagina to shreds you little sl. . . virgin!”

She lay on the table “Come on asshole, I’m waiting. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

“Have you got any idea how painful the first time can be? I’m gonna hurt you so much that you’ll beg me to stop!”

“Only words and no deeds old man.” Sofi huffed in disapproval. “Was that why you became an authority? To compensate?”

Getting closer to Sofi, the Tax Collector took his offended cock out of his slipper and began rubbing his edge with her clit nervously.

Sofi became excited initially but TC took a long time to progress so she got bored “Are you going to put it in already?” she huffed again. “You’ve impregnated me with your gabbling!”

“When I’m through with you, you cum dumpster, you will have lost a bucket of blood and will need twenty stiches up your vagina. You’ll never be able to get a child ever!”

“Quit talking and get into action dickwad.”

TC began to insert his cock millimetre by millimetre to Sofi’s pussy to make her retreat. However, instead of running away, she pushed her waist closer to TC’s prick. At that time, TC realized that in no way could he make her fear him and he tried to get it out as fast as he could. But, it was too late; before he could finish his action, Sofi grabbed him with her legs from the waist and pulled him close to her. His dick slid inside her wet vagina and she shouted a moan of pleasure.

“You lost!” she giggled aroused.

“No!” TC shouted. “Fuck!”

“Yeah, you’re fucking my pussy now you jerk, fancy it?” Sofi asked TC.

At that point, the Tax Collector began to move back and forth unwillingly “Nooo!”

“Hey, but you guys can’t wait to fuck, and now that you get fresh pussy, you don’t want it? What are you, gay?”

“Noooo!” TC yelled as he shoved himself deeper in her vagina and to defeat.

“Some people are slackers and others are fuckers. Now, I’m a slacker, but you’re a sucker!”

With a final pull of her waist, Sofi reached a climax, making TC orgasm in despair. He completely lost with his completion.

***

TC got his softened cock out. Covered with his own cum and blood from the loss of Sofis’ virginity, both he and his dick looked pathetic.

“What’s wrong?” Michalis didn’t even try to hide his evil grin. “Was that very taxing for you?”

The Tax Collector started crying like a baby. “Boo — hoo — hoo,” he sobbed, “that was the worst fuck of my life! Boo — hoo — hoo.”

Thomas pointed at the camera and stared at the Tax Collector menacingly “And there’s more to come if you don’t leave now. Beat it! Get lost! Skedaddle!”

TC stumbled to the door of the shop utterly trounced, his pants still down and his dick hanging loose, similarly to a rubber band. “Boo — hoo — hoo! I’ll do you for that, you’ll see!”

But, Michalis had the last word “Yeah, don’t forget to take a tax — i on your way home!”

“Boo — hoo — h . . .” the door slammed and TC disappeared.

They’ve finally made it. Making the impossible possible, Thomas, Michalis and Sofi managed to keep Thomas’ business from closing. Now Thomas could finally relax.

“All is well that ends well.” Michalis concluded.

“From what it seems. . .” Thomas agreed. “But surely, the award tonight goes to Sofi! Seriously, how could you stay so calm during all this turmoil?”

“Yes,” Michalis gushed, “please do tell us! We are really keen to know!”

Sofi kept whipping off her pubic area with diligent and precise moves, similar to those of a violin player “It’s very simple guys, I’ve had sex before.”

“Whaat?” yelled Michalis and Thomas in unison, being more perplexed than ever.

“Yes, I really have!” she giggled and added “You see, I have a secret that few men know.”

“And that is?” Michalis asked.

“My hymen is extremely elastic and doesn’t break during intercourse.”

“Can that really happen?” Michalis wondered.

“Not so often,” Sofi replied, “but it’s the reality for some of us. . .”

“And what about the blood?” Thomas requested. “How can you explain that?”

“That was tomato sauce, also known as ketchup, my innocent friend!” she told him smiling and then put on her regular clothes, a full body white dress with black stripes.

“And I thought that you hadn’t been with a man before.” Michalis murmured. “I wonder what else we should expect from you.”

Sofi hang her purse on her shoulder and prepared to leave. Then, just before she opened the door, a small piece of paper slipped from the top of the purse and fell on the ground.

Michalis made an attempt to pick it up and give it to her, but she hastily reached and snatched it first, hiding it from their sight.

“What’s that paper Sofi?” Thomas asked suspiciously.

“It’s nothing.” Sofi blushed. “Mind your own business!”

Michalis held a penetrating authoritative gaze “Are you sure it’s nothing?”

She bent her head downwards shyly “Alright, I admit it. The paper on the ground was my license.”

“Your license for what?” Thomas asked.

“I work as a sexual worker in one of the brothels over there. I also do visits.”

“You do whaaat?” both of them shouted their jaws dropping.

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Ch. 02: Team-building

I was curious about the famous team-building. My colleagues were talking about a lot and sometimes we got an e-mail about the plans. I think they had tried to make us interested in the team-building so they gave us information about it little by little only. There was a poster in the elevator, showing who is in charge of the registrations. Of course, I sent my registration in a long time ago. I was wondering who can I get to know of these strangers who I work with. And I was hoping I can get to know Bonnie a bit better after the team-building itself, at the party. Who knows, maybe we’ll get a special exercise together during the day…

But nothing works out as you planned it. As I found out, the location of the team-bulding was a little camp in the mountains west from the city. Back in the old times, it was a student camp, but somebody bought it and remade it. He organised outings here for big companies like ours. There were a few timber houses around a lawn, and a big representative building made of bricks and glass, where we could get together to lunch or dinner.

The team-building itself was a huge disappointment. The whole day was spent with idiotic things: we were searching in teams of five for some kind of hidden treasure in the woods, we had to solve lots of one-horse tasks, to find traces to it. I lost all my spirit when I had to dive into a wet, cold cavity of an old tree elbow deep – I’m no Indiana Jones, for heaven’s sake!

Later on, I got friends with two guys from the IT department, so we laughed on everything from then on. The leader of the team, sent by a professional team-building firm, almost got crazy at the end of the day. He promised us our bosses will know everything about our “attitude”, as he said. But we were just laughing, since we were only a nickname in our neck, a nickname, which should “describe us.” This was another of the team-builders’ ideas.

I was really glad when the night had come. I occupied an empty corner with my food. I was searching for Bonnie but I couldn’t find her anywhere.

During the evening, the managers told us how proud they are to be a member of our team, how good work we had done, how satisfied our clients are and so on. The beginning was sort of entertaining, but when they were telling us the same bullshit the twentieth time, I got bored and I didn’t care any more.

At least the food was good. I was eating the dessert when I saw Bonnie. She was sitting among her colleagues, with the other hot chicks from the real estate department, and they were really enjoying themselves. I figured out I will ask her somehow out for a merzifon escort little chit-chat. I ate my dessert, took my plates out and wanted to go to Bonnie but I bumped into Carl. He was an arrogant, grease-haired, tall but slim man. I never really liked him.

“Hi, Scott, how’s the food?” he asked.

“Good, I guess,” I said and tried to sidestep him, but he stopped me.

“Do you want to have a little fun?”

I saw in his eyes there is something going on. I checked the real estate girls above Carl’s shoulders. I didn’t see Bonnie there any more.

“What is it about?” I asked a little disappointedly.

“Come with me,” he said and hurried out.

We went around the building. Carl was behaving very mysteriously, he checked whether we are followed by someone and answered none of my questions. But he stopped at the pool:

“Listen up, you’re still new here so I thought I will put you up to this. You don’t have to thank me, let’s say I’m doin’ you a favor. And when you will have to do a favor for me, you will remember what a good friend of yours I am, comprende?”

I didn’t like his Godfather take-off too much, but I nodded. He continued on his arrogant tone:

“Do you know Helen? From the HR?”

“The small, black-haired girl? Of course! She organized my job interview, when I came to the firm…”

“Okay, okay…” Carl said, but didn’t really listened to me, he was watching the surroundings behind us. “Listen, mate” he leaned to me like a conspirator from the middle ages. “Helen’s got a… little strange obsession. At these kind of team-buildings she always hides into a room and welcomes a little group of insiders there.”

I was looking at him with a dumb expression on my face.

“You don’t get it, do you?” he tapped my chest. “She sucks off everybody! This gets her off! I don’t know what is good in it for her, but she never lets anybody to do her anything, you can’t even touch her breasts or her ass. It’s a shame since she’s got a real…” he showed me some round lines like he would grab Helen’s ass.

“She’s got a really nice ass, for sure…” I admitted.

“That’s not the point! I work you in, you will have a nice evening. The first rule: you can’t touch her, she really hates especially when you grab her head during the face-fucking. Just let her do her job. Now what do you think the second rule is?”

“Er…” I was thinking. “Discretion?”

“You will go very far, brother. This little adventure has to remain between us. Don’t mention it to Helen at the office. You talk with her about the stock exchange or the weather. mezitli escort That’s how she wants it, enough said. And we won’t be fools to miss out a good little suckie like this, will be, mate?”

He didn’t even wait for the answer, took to the trees on a little pathway. I recalled Helen: she really was a very sexy girl. A little small, but her body was really neat, with nice, round breasts and ass. Just the way I liked it. I’d heard some rumours about her and the director but you don’t have to believe everything they say. But now what Carl told me… Can this be true? Is she really a whore like this? I became interested.

We walked to the furthest timber house. From the outside, it seemed abandoned. Carl checked the area again then we went inside. The ground floor was really quiet. There were some jackets lying around on the floor. Carl showed me the way on the stairs to the upper floor. There was a little corridor. Carl confidently opened a door.

There was nice warm inside, the fire was burning in the fireplace, and that’s where all the light came from. Helen was kneeling naked on a huge bear skin at the middle of the room, just as Carl promised to me. There were three guys standing around her, all of them from different departments. I barely knew them. Each of them had their cocks in their hands and they were waiting to be the next to be blown. Helen was sucking the man before her with eyes closed, in her very rhythmical, very routinal way. She let the cock out of her mouth once in a while, smiled, patted it playfully, like a little stick, then grabbed the ass of the guy and pulled him back between her beautiful lips. Aside of being naked, there were some traces of sperm listening between her breasts already.

“She is really good,” Carl smiled. “Come on, try it out!”

He pushed me to the end of the short row. I watched for a while how Helen sucked a guy then like the others, I zipped out my trousers, and got my dick out. Two guys just finished in front of me, they sprayed their white jets on her tits and some fluids landed in her hair. The men stepped back, grabbed their clothes and hurried away. Only one guy remained and Carl behind me, but he already got his dick out and jerked it furiously. Helen pulled the guy deep into her mouth. The guy was moaning loudly and his knees went weak. I think Helen must have swallow every drop because when she let the cock out, there was just her saliva dripping from it.

“Now that was juicy,” she said, smiling. “Next!”

The guy stumbled away, Helen moped her lips like a fighter after a match.

I was next. Helen midyat escort eyed me up and down. but I wasn’t sure she recognised me. She pulled me closer to her by my knees, and gently let my cock between beautiful lips. She licked along the head of my cock, while stroking my cock down with her hand. It was really good to be in her hot little mouth, especially when she turned her tongue around my cock head. She let it gently deeper and deeper, sucking and licking it like a lollipop. When I was halfway in her mouth, she started bobbing on me. I let out a satisfied moan, she was doing it so well. Her wet tongue was moving quickly around my cock, her saliva was flowing wildly around my cock, down to my balls.

Suddenly she let my cock out of her hot mouth and spanked her cheeks with it. Then grabbed it again and started to jerk it off. With her other hand, she smoothed out her hair from her face. She bent under my sack and licked my balls with her small tongue during the jerk-off.

“She’s a pro, right?” patted Carl my shoulder. What could I say? I enjoyed the girl’s work on my cock without a sound. She swallowed my cock again, sucked it really hard, and when it was deep in her throat, she swallowed some more, to make the sucking feeling stronger. She was really a pro, the head of my cock touched the back of her throat once or twice. I enjoyed it very much. I would instinctively grab her hair to take her onto my cock, but I recalled what Carl had said before – no touchie! So I enjoyed the hardcore suckfest, moaned and sighed loudly and the girl was just sucking and sucking me off. And she did it really well! She lightly grabbed my balls, gently stroked them as they were plums, meanwhile her head solidly bobbed on my cock.

I closed my eyes and let it go. My orgasm hit me like a shock, the sperm broke out in thick, hot, aching waves from my body inside Helen’s eager mouth. She continued the sucking, but in a bit slower pace, she hardly touched the head of my cock, she licked it very slowly instead. She gently sucked every drop out of me and swallowed it all. When she let my throbbing cock out of her hot mouth, I could hardly stand on my own two feet.

“It was juicy…” she giggled and fondled my cock with her palm.

“Thanks…” I sighed.

Some drops of sperm and saliva fall down on the bear leather beside her knees but neither of us cared about it.

“Let me here,” Carl said, and stepped to the girl. He didn’t hesitate, quickly shoved his cock between Helen’s lips and she started bobbing on him. I felt it’s time to leave so I dressed up, and stumbled my way out, down the stairs.

I sat down for a little bit and thought over what just happened to me. So this is Helen’s obsession. Using Carl’s words annoyed me a little bit but I didn’t know how to say it otherways. And I had to admit, she was really good at it. If there is something like that at every team-building, it will worth coming to them.

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As Brandon arrived back into the room, she had him sit on the couch. She closed the door as turned back around to him with a wicked smile, as she had an unlit cigarette dangling from her mouth and he could see her nipples were solid as a rock and pointing straight out. She knelt before him, lips teasingly close to his throbbing erection and asked for a light. He pulled a lighter from the table next to him and lit it for her as she inhaled deeply and then exhaled through her nostrils and the corners of her closed mouth, letting it flow slowly and seductively. Her enormous breasts were resting on Brandon’s cock as she started to titfuck him with his full-grown member being squeezed between her heaving warm bosoms.

During this, she sucked in on her cig that was barely hanging out of her trashy lips, smiling wildly up at him. She then got up with the cig held in her lips and done a sexy lap dance, all the while occasionally dragging and exhaling very erotically, a she shimmied seductively up his body with the smoke curling out of her dirty mouth. Brandon could tell that she must have been a stripper before from the way she danced. She kept telling him “no touching, not yet.” She once again held the cig in her mouth as she kept moving her head closer and closer efeler escort towards Brandon’s straining member. After teasing a couple of times, she took the cigarette from her mouth and exhaled a large cloud around the head of his cock going down once and right back up, then reminding him not to touch.

As she started dancing again, she was sitting on Brandon’s lap, grinding her ass against his aching cock and midsection as she smoked her cigarette and talked trash. He could no longer hold back as he grabbed her tits and slid into her ass in one fell thrust. She screamed “How dare you!” at first but didn’t struggle much as she was really enjoying it. And she still had her smoke in her hand as she dragged deeply on occasion turning Brandon on all the more. It was obvious that not too many guys had probably had the nerve to try something like that with her. He was pounding away at her soft ass, as her chest was wildly bouncing up and down making slapping noises that filled the tiny room with echoes and her loud screams of pleasure. She had lit a second cigarette and every once in a while she dragged and exhaled long streams of smoke as she rode hard enough to rip her ass to high hell.

The whole time they were exchanging elbistan escort dirty talk here and there. “You love that dick in your ass, don’t you, you cute little cocksucking tramp!”

“I’m gonna milk your cock til it’s sore and dry, bitch!”

Brandon felt and heard her orgasm a couple of times and then screamed “Ohhh god, I’m about to cum!” With this, she got up, tits flopping so wildly that she almost tripped, and fell to her knees, violently pushing him back. She took a quick puff on her cig and exhaled as she sucked the tip of his dick for a minute, and then let the full blast hit her face like a piston. As she moved up to sit in Brandon’s lap, she dragged again and kissed him very deep upon exhale, almost choking him, as she dug her fingernails into his back leaving large scratch marks across it. He liked it though and didn’t mind.

“Had to give you something to remember me by didn’t I?” She got up and Brandon asked her name, now that he had gotten what he wanted. She got irritable for a second, laughed, and crawled off. She told him “Don’t push it honey. You were good but not that good and besides I’ve had my fun with you. I’m sure you have other things to be doing. Nice dick though.” She motioned toward erciş escort the door as she went to clean up. So Brandon left without another word said. He never seen her again………

Brandon was tired as hell by this point, as he has had a long night already. Apparently, he was not the only one because he seen a group of people hanging out in one of the many rooms trailing from the main (living?) room. He recognized Miranda, Giselle, and Tommy, who yelled at him. “Yo, Brandon, come on, have a seat!”

“Where’s Cheryl?” Brandon heard himself asking.

Some guy he didn’t recognize said “What’s the matter? You’re not ready to leave already are ya? The party’s just startin.”

Though, to be honest, Brandon’s body felt like saying ‘Well, I’m just finishing’, but instead he said “I’m worn out. If I stay, I can’t do anything else, tonight.”

“That’s cool, man. I haven’t seen Cheryl for at least the last half hour.” Tommy said. So anyway, Brandon told everyone he was going to go grab a drink and he would be right back. By the time he got back, there seemed to be somewhat fewer people. Anyway, Brandon told Tommy he was about ready to split in a little bit here and that he’ll catch him later. Tommy then says “No need to be in a huge hurry. We’ve blocked some rooms off for anyone who wants to crash.” Brandon was tired as hell and he knew this didn’t sound good, as he would probably be disturbed way too often. But he grabbed a plate of food and a couple drinks and asked to be shown to a room. He was so tired that he passed right out….

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=== DAY THREE ===

The next morning I woke surprisingly early, at around eight o’clock, and when I stirred the women sleeping on either side of me did as well. They both moved closer into my arms, snuggling their naked bodies against me. For probably about ten minutes, I lay there awake with Trina and Katiana sleeping soundly and peacefully beside me.

Trina’s eyes fluttered open first, and she smiled at me upon awakening. “Mmm… good morning, lover,” she whispered. “Did you sleep all right?”

“Better than I have in a long time,” I answered.

“Great. Want to fuck?”

I coughed slightly. “I don’t know what kind of Superman you think I am. How many dozen times have I come in the last two days, anyway? I’ve already lost track.”

She nodded and sighed. “Yes, I know. I’m just so horny around you, and I so get off on having another woman.”

As if on cue, Katiana arched her back and stretched herself awake. “Oooh… what a wonderful way to spend the night. How about a morning kiss?”

I took her up on it, and so did Trina. It was perhaps the most arousing wake-up call I’d ever had, and filled my mind with images from the night before. My well-used cock actually began to stiffen as I felt the rush of lust again.

“He’s getting hard, Trina,” Katiana whispered as we all rubbed lips together. I felt her hand stroke up and down my member, and then a second hand joined hers.

“Do you think he would let us lick his hard cock?” Trina asked.

“Let’s find out.”

“Okay.”

The two women slid down my body and kissed again, this time with the head of my member between them. I didn’t think I’d be able to come for them again, but it still felt good to have their warm and wet tongues caressing me. I loved that Trina seemed to always want more, that she was always ready and horny and sexy. I was past the point of caring whether she really wanted me on some level or if it was all for the money; whatever the reason, she wanted sex, and that fired me up no matter how exhausted I was.

The sensation of two women servicing my rod was new to me, exciting both in the physical feel and the very idea that they were both essentially bowing down to me and offering me pleasure. I don’t have a power fetish, but I think the idea of women assuming such a submissive, obedient role is appealing to any man on the basest level.

Not just lips and tongues but tits came into play as Katiana squeezed her D-cups around my manhood and slid gently up and down, while Trina used a fingertip dripping wet with saliva to softly massage the very tip of my cock. As they pleased me they also caressed each other with hands and tongues, and soon – much to my own surprise – I felt the build-up to climax.

“I’m going to come,” I warned Katiana, who had wrapped her lips around me once more.

In response, Katiana did not pull away but instead sucked me deeper into her mouth, looking up at me with hungry eyes that seemed to beg me for my cream. Trina, who had been licking and tickling Katiana’s earlobe with her tongue, looked up at me as well. “Go on, give it to her,” she whispered. “She wants it so bad…”

I let my come shoot into her mouth, and saw her swallow it all and lick me clean before giving a taste of what remained on her lips to the pretty woman next to her.

* * * * *

We shared a brief shower after our little morning delight. I was amazed when I rose from bed at how limber and energized I felt, despite having sexually exhausted myself. Katiana’s rubdown had really done wonders for me, both the full treatment from the night before and her more specific massage the morning after. She kissed me and Trina enthusiastically when it was time for her to go.

“Remember me in your fantasies,” she said in parting.

Trina turned to me. “You know, technically it’s my break time, but if you want to get breakfast together I’d be up for it. Cool?”

“Sounds great,” I said. “Let’s head down.”

“Excellent! I do need to be at the staff meeting at ten o’clock, but that’s enough time for us to eat.”

A few minutes later, we sat on the patio together, enjoying shrimp cocktail and mimosa. “Trina, the past couple of days have been pretty incredible,” I said. “It’s almost too much to absorb all at once. I mean, I knew this place was going to be great, but I never expected to find the natives so friendly, so to speak. I think I’ve had a dozen orgasms since I got here.”

Trina smiled. “I’m glad you’re having a good time. I am too. Remember, I really enjoy my work. So do most of the girls here. I like giving men pleasure. I like you because you really appreciate it – I can tell.”

I nodded. “I feel like all my life I’ve been sexually frustrated, and now at last I’m getting what I need. I just hope I can adjust back again when the time comes to leave.”

“Oh, I think that by then you really will be exhausted,” Trina winked. “And remember, you can come back someday.”

“Not likely. It was quite a fortuitous series of events that made it demre escort possible even one time. I think this will be my only trip, as much as I might like otherwise.”

“Well, I’m going to miss you, lover,” she pouted. “But let’s not talk about something that’s still days away. We have so much time still to spend together. What should we do today?”

I thought for a moment. “You know, this is going to sound awful, but… I think I need some alone time. Recharge the batteries, as it were. I’m not the kind of guy who can constantly party and socialize; I need solitude from time to time. I don’t want to offend you or anything, Trina, because you’ve been really terrific -“

“Oh, don’t worry about it!” Trina said brightly. “Really, I don’t mind at all. This is your vacation, Xavier. You need to do whatever you want. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be totally cool.”

“You’re sure you don’t mind?”

“Truly. I want you to be happy. If spending an afternoon by yourself is what does that, then by all means, enjoy your own company.”

“For once, that’s something I don’t have to do,” I pointed out.

Trina giggled.

“So, what do you think you’ll do with your day, now that it’s suddenly free?” I asked.

She shrugged. “Probably just relax by the pool. Maybe lie out on the beach, whatever suits my fancy.”

“Come on, Trina, I’m sure you get all the time you want for that sort of thing. I think you just want to make sure you’re here in case I change my mind about wanting to be alone.”

“It’s my job,” she admitted.

“Okay. How would it be if I went to Samantha and told her that nothing would make me happier than to see you take the entire afternoon off and do whatever you please? I don’t want you to get in trouble with your boss, but I really wouldn’t be able to relax knowing that you’re hanging around here just in case I need you at my beck and call. Really, I’d be much more relaxed knowing that you’re doing something you enjoy.”

Trina smiled genuinely at me. “You’re a terrific guy, you know that? Well then, to be honest, I’d kind of like to go do some shopping in town.”

I smiled back, and pulled out my wallet, extracting a hundred-dollar bill. “Here,” I said. “Get yourself something nice.”

“I thought you didn’t want to deal with money,” Trina grinned. “Not that I’m complaining, mind you.”

“Well, that’s true, but this is more of a gift than a tip. Tips are for services rendered; this is just because you’re a sweet girl, and I like you.”

“Damn, I’m glad I seduced you. You’re a hell of a catch.”

“Oh, in that case, here’s another fifty. Pick out something you can use to seduce me further.”

She laughed, and took the fifty as well.

* * * * *

After squaring things with Samantha and assuring her that it was my wish to give Trina the afternoon to herself (and to give Katiana an extra hundred bucks as thanks for her exquisite massage), I went back up to my room to stretch out for a while and relax.

For a while, I enjoyed the tranquil breeze coming in through the open door of the balcony, and the distant sound of the waves, but around noon my solitude was interrupted by the raucous sound of laughing and splashing from outside. I looked out to see what was going on, and saw three of my fellow guests and about five escort girls, all topless, enjoying a game of volleyball in the pool. Well, that pretty much killed any chance of getting some rest in my room. Not that I was upset, of course – under other circumstances, I would have happily joined in, but I just wasn’t in the mood.

The odd thing was, I had thought I wanted to be alone, but that wasn’t working for me. It wasn’t that I wanted Trina back, either. I pondered for a moment before I came to the understanding that what I really wanted was my wife. I wished that she could be with me, enjoying the experience as I did – impossible as that may be.

I picked up the phone and dialed my home number. After three rings, the voicemail picked up, gave its generic greeting, and beeped at me.

“Hey, Michelle, it’s me,” I said. “Just leaving a message in case you check them. I wanted to let you know that I miss you, but I think it’s great that you’re having fun with your friends. Maybe we can, I don’t know, take a vacation together sometime soon. I’d really like to be able to be alone with you in a romantic place for a week.

“I’ll be checking messages myself, so leave me one if you can. I love you.”

I hung up the phone and sighed. I thought about how, given the choice, I would far rather have had my wife with me than all the women in the resort, if only she would show me physical love. I wished it were enough that we loved each other in mind and spirit, but it wasn’t. Over time, it had become painfully clear that my needs for emotional and physical contact would have to be divided. My wife, it seemed, just couldn’t give my body what it needed, and I knew I would never feel emotionally about another woman the way I did about derince escort my Michelle.

I felt a surge of anger. Why did she torture me like this? Why did she drive me to such things as spending a clandestine week at a glamorized whorehouse, fucking my brains out on pussy for hire?

Was it my fault? Was there something I wasn’t giving her? Was I just too damn horny for my own good?

I couldn’t figure what it was, but I knew I had to find out someday soon, or I would either go mad or inevitably get caught cheating. And then I would lose her completely.

I grabbed up a towel and sunglasses and left my room, taking the elevator down to the lobby, and approached Samantha behind the desk.

“Hello Xavier, what can I do for you?” she asked brightly.

“Is there someplace where I can go to be alone?” I asked. “Preferably by the shore, away from everyone. The party’s a little loud outside, and it’s getting hard to relax in my room. Not that I’m complaining,” I hastened to add, “I definitely don’t want to rain on the parade.”

“Of course, Xavier. There’s a nice, secluded spot on the rocks just below Cabana one. I’ll make sure everyone knows that you’ll be using it for the next three hours. Are you quite certain you wouldn’t like a companion to accompany you?”

“I appreciate it, but I really am in the mood to be alone,” I assured her. “And please don’t think that’s any reflection on Trina – I really couldn’t have imagined anyone who would show more dedication to my happiness. She’s been absolutely wonderful.”

“We’re always pleased to hear that. But do allow me to have one of our ladies at least show you where to go, and once you’re there, you can certainly invite her to stay with you if you change your mind.”

A moment later, a pretty brunette named Danielle responded to Samantha’s summons. I remembered her from the welcoming party, and had seen her around a bit since then. She was a very lovely woman, with green eyes and a perfectly proportioned figure, what looked to be the classic measurements of 36-24-36. She was wearing a sheer white bikini that barely revealed the dark circles of her nipples through the fabric. Under other circumstances, I would have been eager to have her stay with me, but I really wasn’t up for it.

Danielle led me down a stone path to the cabana, then underneath its overhanging balcony and through some thick foliage to the beach. We came out of the brush into a ring of tall sea-washed stones that protected a small pool, into which the nearby crashing waves would occasionally flow and stir the water. Under a wide palm there sat a cushioned reclining chair wide enough for two.

“This is one of my favorite places,” Danielle said with a smile. “You’ll probably fall asleep here if you stay by yourself. Are you quite certain you don’t want some company?”

Some part of me couldn’t believe I was turning down this sexy woman who was obviously offering herself to me, but I did anyway. “Thank you, Danielle. Some other time, I hope, but for now… if you could just let me know when dinner rolls around, that’s all I need.”

“I understand,” she said. “There’s a phone up in the cabana, feel free to call the desk if you need anything at all.”

She left, and I lay down on the recliner, staring up at the palm fronds swaying in the breeze. Sure enough, Danielle’s warning proved accurate, and within ten minutes I was sound asleep.

* * * * *

My eyelids fluttered open as I felt something more solid and real than the ocean breeze. Silhouetted against the blue Caribbean sky above me was the beautiful face of my lover, Trina, her hair blowing gently in the breeze. A tiny smile touched her lips, and even that faded as she lowered her naked body down on me and kissed me awake.

My manhood stirred against her, but I felt no need to enter her; my desire for that was still quenched. Instead I simply enjoyed the soft and pleasurable moment of her lips and her soft, bare skin, her body on top of mine, her hands gently caressing me along with the ocean wind.

We must have laid together there for almost an hour, doing nothing more than kissing and touching, speaking no words and making no sound. I let my mind go blank to simply enjoy the sensation of a woman who wanted to touch and be touched. Fully satisfied sexually for the time being, I felt no overwhelming lust, just enjoyment of the closeness and warmth.

I felt like we could probably stay that way forever, until another woman’s figure covered the sun and drew our attention. I looked up, and it was Danielle.

“I’m so sorry to interrupt,” she said demurely, “but you wanted to know when dinner would be served.”

“Thanks, Danielle,” I said, sitting up as Trina lifted herself off me.

She turned to go, but Trina stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. The hand drifted down to Danielle’s breast, and the girls brought their lips together for a slow, heated kiss.

God, Trina was a terrific date.

For a long minute didim escort the girls kissed passionately and deeply, and then parted. They smiled at each other, and then at me. Trina finally stood up and accepted her bikini top and a shirt from Danielle, and then the two girls gave me a hand getting up from the lounge.

“Shall we?” Trina asked.

“Let’s,” Danielle replied.

The two girls took my arms on either side and we walked up the stairs together, back to the resort.

* * * * *

We arrived at the dining room just as the sun touched the horizon, and Danielle gave Trina and me a quick kiss before departing. “I have to get ready,” she explained.

“Ooh, are you dancing tonight?” Trina asked hopefully.

“Cocktail waitress,” she replied.

“Well that’s good then, we still get to see those pretty titties,” Trina smiled, stroking her fingertip across Danielle’s breast. Danielle narrowed her eyes and purred briefly, then winked at me and left us alone.

We took our usual table on the deck and ordered up some dinner, though I found once again that I wasn’t terribly hungry. Constant sexual stimulation, I realized, would probably be a very effective diet and exercise plan.

“Did you have a good time today?” I asked Trina.

“It was fun,” she said. “I missed you, though. Every time I stepped into a dressing room, I thought about the naughty things the two of us could have been doing while I changed. Danielle says you pretty much relaxed away the afternoon.”

“More than that, I slept. I guess I needed it. This lifestyle is a little exhausting.”

“Well, I’m glad you got your rest. You’ll want to be in good shape for tonight, lover. Trust me, you’ve never been to a club like this one. It’s so much fun.”

“Tell me about it,” I said eagerly, wanting to slip into the proper mood.

“Well, it’s essentially the ultimate striptease bar,” she said. “Topless waitresses, naturally, and the drinks are free, though of course the waitresses appreciate tips. And there are lots of girls to go around; you won’t ever have to jockey for position. Now, we start off the night with pretty much the same rules as any other club; that is, no touching.”

“Bummer,” I said.

“Trust me, it makes it hotter that way. You get to work up to it, enjoy the tease. They do two-girl shows too, sometimes even three-girl. And after each set of three songs, they have a little special. Sometimes it’s lapdances for everyone, sometimes it’s a special show onstage… they like to surprise you.”

“Er, what’s the tipping policy?” I asked.

“For the dancers, you’re already covered,” Trina said. “One of the advantages of the VIP package. And they’ll be competing for you, because they get a little bonus when a VIP guest asks them for a lapdance. You’re going to have a great time, trust me. Speaking of which, you’ll be able to pick your second lover from the performers tonight.”

“Any suggestions?”

Trina shook her head. “Are you sure you want me to choose again? No, I think tonight should be your choice. Fortunately, as a VIP you get to make your selection early; everyone else has to wait for the no-touching rule to expire, but you can choose right from the moment you walk in.”

“So, you figure everyone else will go for a second tonight as well?”

“They almost always do. It’s one of the reasons they do the strip club night; people almost always opt for the second girl, and for most guests there’s an additional charge.”

Dinner arrived and for a time, cracking lobster shells precluded conversation.

* * * * *

“Ready, darling?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

Trina stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in a trenchcoat of all things. “I got you something, just like you asked,” she smiled, “but it’s a surprise.”

“I can’t wait. How am I dressed, all right?”

“Easily unbuttoned shirt, good… you’re wearing the silk boxers under those slacks, right? You want to feel the lapdance, you know. Mmm, and you smell good. I’d say you’re definitely good to go. Let’s go get some T&A, lover.”

She touched her glossy, fire-red lips to mine and we headed to the elevator. On the ride down, she held back from our usual deep tongue kiss, instead giving me a glimpse of her leg. It was clad in sheer black nylon, all the way up to her hip and inside the coat. “Do you like it?” she asked.

“So far,” I grinned. “What else have you got for me?”

“You’ll see, lover. And I think you’ll like what you see.”

When the elevator doors opened, we could hear the thumping bass of the music coming from the club off the dining room. Oddly, I hadn’t been in there yet; though the striptease was for tonight only, the bar was open all the time. I just hadn’t had the occasion to make use of it.

We entered the club and found the party just getting started. A stage along one wall was divided in three, for three dancers at once. The center stage was larger, per the usual arrangement. What was unusual was that instead of chairs surrounding the stages, the place had been outfitted with three large and comfortable-looking sofas around the center stage and two each at the sides. There was also a bar, and three cocktail waitresses in short skirts and no tops. I saw Danielle at the same time she saw me, and she gave me a wave.

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It had been three weeks since My wife Analisa and I had our first threesome. It had been three weeks since I watched my wife suck and fuck a friend’s hard black cock. Since that night, our sex had gotten more intense and hotter. She never asked for a repeat event. She seemed more than content with my cock in her mouth, pussy, and ass. We were having sex more often than we had before, which was a lot because we were having sex almost daily before. Now we were fucking sometimes twice a day, more on her days off.

On one of her rare full weekends off, Analisa told me that she wanted to go out and have fun. I had no jobs that weekend, so I decided to rent a hotel downtown and spoil her. We packed our bags and less than an hour later, we were in a beautiful suite over looking the city. Our window looked over one of the busiest intersections. It was full of cars and pedestrians. Analisa stripped out of her clothes and stood at the balcony door. She let her massive 38H tits sway freely, letting a cool breeze hit her now diamond hard pierced nipples. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I leaned down and began kissing her neck, causing her to moan slightly. My hands moved up from her stomach and began massaging her breasts. She started grinding her ass against my cock, which was getting harder quickly in my pants. She slowly turned around and dropped to her knees. She looked up and smiled at me as she slowly undid my pants. She reached in and wrapped her hand on my throbbing member. She let my pants and boxers drop to the floor of the balcony as she took my entire cock into her mouth. She took her time, moving up and down the shaft at a very sexy pace. She would take my cock out of her mouth long enough to suck my balls and stroke me for a little while. After the fifteen-minute blow job, she stood back up and bent over the railing of the balcony.

If people had been looking and were at the right angle, they would have been able to catch me sliding my cock deep into her drenched pussy. I took my time sliding my cock in her. I slowly allowed her to enjoy inch by inch of me penetrating her. Once I got all seven inches in her, I began to pick up the pace, thrusting into her harder as her moaning began to get louder. I then began to furiously fuck her as she had hit her first orgasm. No noise came out as she was trying to catch her breath. Her big tits were flopping in the wind as I pounded her soaked pussy. I continued to fuck her until she started begging me to cum on her ass. I had been fucking her for almost thirty minutes when I finally released my load all over her sexy ass. Once I came, she turned around and kissed me softly, thanking me for the fuck.

After we both jumped in the shower, which lead to another round of hot steamy sex that ended with another load filling her tight ass, we changed into nice clothes for dinner and a night out of hitting bars. I put on my standard black on black suit that included black shirt and slacks, a pair of black dress shoes, and a red tie and vest to match her dress of the night. Her dress was a dark red that had a slit up her right leg that went to her mid-thigh. It had a plunging neck line that showed off her cleavage nicely. Her red heels completed the outfit. She allowed her long black hair to fall freely down her back. We left our hotel and walked to a nice restaurant close by. We both were entertained during dinner by our waiter, even if he didn’t know he was entertaining us. He could never seem to keep his eyes away from Analisa’s cleavage. While standing above us, he had a great view. Analisa would occasionally look at his crotch where she could see the bulge in his pants.

After dinner, we made our way to a small bar that she had heard about from a coworker. We walked in around 9pm. It was not very busy, but the bartender told us that it would pick up. We grabbed our drinks and found a table in the corner. We watched as people made their way into the bar. I noticed that there were very few single people coming into the bar. It was mostly well-dressed couples. The few single people or non-couples were women.

“You would think there would be more guys in a place like this,” I said to Analisa, looking at the growing crowd.

“You won’t find any single guys or large groups of guys in here,” she replied as she took as sip of her drink.

“And why is that?”

“So, Jessica at work and I got to talking and eventually, we got to the conversation about sex. I may have let it slip about our little adventure with Dave.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah. She said she had done things like that with her husband many times. I then told her how I wanted to experiment with another woman joining us. She recommended this place. They do not let trashy people in. You notice how everyone in here is dressed very nice.”

I looked around the bar again and realized that dörtyol escort all guys were wearing a variation of a suit and the women were all in dresses or very sexy skirts. None of them looked like sluts. The outfits were revealing but tasteful.

“So, you wanted to come her to…”

“I want to find a woman to take to bed with us,” she said. “We both want it, so why wait? If we can’t find a single woman to join us, then we at least get to drink and enjoy the view.”

“What if another couple wants to join us?”

“I don’t think I am at that point yet. I still need to find out if I will enjoy being with another woman.”

“If we are going to do this, then we need to set ground rules now. Rule one, we both have to agree on the woman.”

“I can agree to that. Rule two, she must be willing to be with both of us, not just one of us. The more things she has in common with us regarding what she likes during sex, the better.”

“Agreed. I will be wearing a condom. There is no exception to that. I don’t care if she swears on a holy bible that she is on the pill or shot, I refuse to take that risk.”

“Absolutely. Anything else?”

“Not at the moment. If we do get to that point, I will be standing back for the start. I want you to take in the full experience of being with another woman before I introduce the penis.”

She laughed at the comment but understood what I meant. A cute waitress came up to our table as we were ending the conversation.

“Hi. I’m Shelby. I’ll be your waitress tonight. If you need anything, just wave me down. What are you drinking tonight?”

“I’ll have a double of Jameson on the rocks and she is having a cosmopolitan.”

Shelby walked away, and I could not help but admire her tight little ass.

“She does have a nice ass,” said Analisa, also checking out Shelby’s ass. “She’s cute. I love the red hair. Tits aren’t all that big, but they match her frame.”

“Possible target for the night?”

“Maybe, but the night is just getting started.”

We were both checking out all the single women we could see, locating possible women to approach and possibly seduce when Shelby returned with our drinks. As I was pulling out cash to tip Shelby, Analisa decided to get blunt with the young woman

“Tell me Shelby, if a woman were looking to find another woman to experiment with, how would she break that ice?”

Shelby smiled and put the drink tray at her side.

“In this place, just have a few drinks with them and see if you click. There are those that act like they are too good for most people in her because they think they are supermodels, but once they open their mouths, you realize no hot body can make up for the nastiness inside of them. If it were me that the woman was trying to attempt to seduce, I would want to feel desired. Make me feel like I will be the center of attention. Flirt with me. Soft touches in places that are not just my tits and my ass. But that is just me.”

Shelby then gave off a cute blushing smile and walked away. I looked at Analisa who simply looked at me and I knew that she wanted Shelby. The girl had a cute smile, a nice body. She wasn’t thick like Analisa, but she wasn’t a twig either. She had some meat on her. She had a very well rounded ass and a flat stomach. She had meaty thighs, which I loved. Her skin was milky white with freckles all over it.

Throughout the night, Analisa and I mingled and talked with many different people. Analisa found it fun flirting with different women in subtle ways. There were many women who commented on her impressive rack. She even allowed on woman take a shot from between her tits. No matter how much she flirted with others, she still made sure to give Shelby the attention that she wanted. Shelby seemed to be enjoying the attention. Anytime she came by the table, she would make sure and stand right between me and Analisa. A couple of times, she had placed her ass directly against my crotch. She would get hugs from Analisa and her head always seemed to be perfectly level with her breasts.

As the night began to come to an end, we decided to leave. We both hugged Shelby goodbye and told her that we really enjoyed her company and would love to be able to enjoy it more. Analisa then slipped her a note from the two of us. It simply told her that we both found her to be more attractive than any of the other women we had seen that night and would love to enjoy her more. We both knew that she could not leave with any of the customers. There were stupid laws against that. We left Analisa’s cell number and our hotel and room number. We told her to text us if she was interested in joining us after she got off.

We left around midnight and returned to our suite. While Analisa was getting out of her dress, her phone buzzed. I grabbed it and smiled as düziçi escort I read the message.

“Shelby is on her way,” I told my sexy wife. She squealed in excitement. She grabbed some of her sexy underwear and ran to the bathroom to change. She came out of the bathroom in her silk robe. It was almost 1am when there was a knock at the door. I walked over to the door and saw Shelby standing outside.

“Hey,” I said as I opened the door. “Glad you could come.”

“I was happy to get the invite,” said Shelby as she walked in. She quickly noticed Analisa sitting on the couch in her robe. “That is a very sexy robe.”

“Thank you,” replied Analisa. “Why don’t you come have a seat and relax. You looked like you were running a marathon in there tonight.”

“It felt like it,” said Shelby as she sat down next to my wife. “It’s nights like these that I wish I brought a joint with me to smoke after work.”

I laughed as I walked over to one of my bags. I pulled out a medicine bottle that I kept my weed in when I went anywhere. I also pulled out a pipe.

“I think we need to move out to the balcony,” I said, making Shelby smile.

We all went out to the balcony and lit up the pipe. We allowed Shelby to take the first hit. She had a rough day at work and needed to relax. After smoking two bowls, we all went back into the suite. Shelby once again sat on the couch next to Analisa, a little closer than earlier.

“So, do you guys do this all the time,” asked Shelby.

“Smoke weed at hotels? Whenever we stay at a hotel,” I replied.

“No, I’m talking about pick up girls at bars and invite them back to your hotel room.”

“Nope. You are the first,” said Analisa.

She then explained to Shelby what her goal was for the weekend.

“So out of all the girls in that bar, you wanted me?”

“Those girls looked good, but none of them had your smile,” said Analisa. “Have you done anything like this before with other customers?”

“Not once. No one has even asked. Most people do not take notice of the girl in shorts and a white dress shirt when there are women in there dressed like models. Hard to compete.”

Analisa took that moment to make the first move. She pulled Shelby’s face to hers and placed her lips gently on the young redhead’s. The kiss was very intimate and sexy. Shelby slowly parted her lips, allowing Analisa to slip her tongue in. They kissed for a few minutes, allowing each other’s tongues to explore the others mouth. Shelby then broke the kiss and stood up. She unbuttoned her shirt, revealing a very sexy white lace bra covering her 32C breasts. She looked at me and motioned for me to help her remove the bra. I unclasped the bra and released her very cute, perky breasts. He nipples were hard and pink. She then undid her pants and pulled them down. She had a white lace thong on to match her bra. Analisa then stood up and untied her robe, letting it fall open. She did not have a bra on, allowing Shelby to get a perfect view of the massive tits she had been looking at all night under the dress. Analisa had on a black lace G-string that barely covered her bald pussy.

Shelby approached her and sat her back down on the couch. Shelby spread Analisa’s legs and began rubbing her hands all over her tits. Her mouth made its way to my wife’s dark pierced nipples. Shelby slowly traced her tongue around the areolas. She would drag her tongue across the nipple, causing Analisa to flinch in excitement. Shelby would switch from one nipple to the other, playing with the piercings with her tongue. She then slowly began kissing her way down Analisa’s stomach, rubbing her hand across the barely covered, drenched pussy lips of my wife. I sat in a chair next to them, enjoying the view. Shelby looked me directly in the eyes as she moved her head to face directly at the pussy that was begging for attention. She ran her tongue across the thin fabric, causing Analisa to gasp. She began to breath heavier when Shelby peeled the cloth to the side and ran her tongue across her slit. The tip of Shelby’s tongue would hit Analisa’s clit as she ran up and down. Shelby then spread open my wife’s lips and buried her tongue into the well moistened sex canal. I watched with joy as Analisa was getting eaten out by another woman for the first time. Shelby must have had done this before, because she had Analisa orgasming within minutes.

After her orgasm, Analisa switched positions with Shelby. She mimicked what Shelby had done to her breasts, slowly moving her tongue around the breasts and flicking the nipples with her tongue. Analisa was nervous as she began to move down towards Shelby’s pussy. As she got closer, she could smell the sweet juices coming from Shelby’s hot, wet cunt. The smell was intoxicating. She decided she did not want to bother with having to hold the cloth back. edremit escort She grabbed the top of the thong and pulled them off the redhead. This revealed Shelby’s well-trimmed vagina. A small strip of red hair rested just above Shelby’s love hole. Analisa moved her face closer to the wet pussy and ran her tongue across the slit, giving her the first taste of another woman’s juices. It was not sweet like I had described her own juices, but the taste was one that Analisa wanted more of. It was not long until she had her tongue lapping up all the juices coming from Shelby. Shelby moaned as Analisa lovingly pleased her pussy.

By this point, I had removed my shirt and pants, leaving me only in my boxers. My cock was very hard and barely contained in the boxers. After twenty minutes, Analisa had finally gotten Shelby to have a very wet orgasm. At this point, Analisa motioned me to come join them. She laid down on the couch, with Shelby positioning herself to get another taste of my wife’s juices. Once she started licking away, I positioned my face directly behind Shelby’s sexy ass. I placed my hands on her ass, getting a squeal from her as I squeezed the cheeks. I then spread the cheeks apart and ran my tongue along her pussy slit and up to her asshole. She jumped when I hit her backdoor, causing me to believe that she was not into that.

“I’m sorry,” I said, not sure what to say.

“Don’t be. I love it. It is not often a guy is willing to lick ass,” said Shelby, looking back at me.

“My dear, you are about to experience pleasure like you have never felt before. He is a magician with his tongue,” said Analisa.

I took the cue and passionately began not only licking her pussy, but her cute asshole as well. She moaned and groaned into Analisa’s pussy as I made her cum repeatedly. Analisa had cum a few times during this as well. I slowly introduced my fingers to her two holes, causing her moans to get louder. She then orgasmed suddenly. The next thirty minutes were filled with the girls switching positions, allowing me to eat them both and finger fuck all their holes.

“Baby, I need to see you fuck this sexy woman,” said Analisa as she removed her face from Shelby’s pussy. I went to grab a condom when Shelby stopped me.

“I am allergic to latex,” she said out of the blue, halting all activity.

“Well that is problematic,” I said.

“I know you probably have a rule that a condom is a must because you can never be sure if someone is on the pill. I carry proof that I am on the shot because I must due to the allergy.”

I looked at Analisa. We had agreed on the rules, but she seemed to be wanting to break those rules already. Shelby directed me to her purse and the front pocket. In an envelope was a breakdown of her last doctors’ appointment less than a month ago, when she had gotten the shot. That was all the proof that Analisa needed.

“Baby, this sexy young woman needs to be fucked. Come fuck her.”

I aimed to please my wife, even if that included pleasing another woman. I sat down on the couch and Shelby soon straddled me. She slowly slid my cock in her tight pussy. She could not have had sex with many people, or she had sex with people with small cocks, because she was tight. It wasn’t long until my cock was filling her tunnel up. She bounced up and down and grinded against me as my cock was buried in her. Analisa had come behind the couch and was kissing me. She would also play with Shelby’s tits. They then swapped, having Analisa on my cock and Shelby sitting next to us, playing with Analisa’s tits. At one point, my cock slipped out and Shelby quickly dropped her head down and took it into her mouth, enjoying Analisa’s juices all over my cock. She then placed it back into Analisa’s pussy, allowing me to continue to fuck my wife.

The finally of the night happened as I had both women bent over on the couch and took turns fucking them doggystyle. The two made out heavily as I pounded each of them from behind. Both had a couple more orgasms and were close to exhausted. I was losing my energy after a couple hours of intense sex. Finally, I could feel my load about to escape.

Analisa and Shelby both dropped off the couch and onto their knees.

“Cum on her tits,” begged Shelby. I didn’t even hesitate and exploded all over Analisa’s tits. Once the last drop was out, Shelby then proceeded to lick all of my seed off of the tits. Exhausted, I plopped down onto the chair and caught my breath.

“That was amazing,” said Analisa to Shelby.

“I agree,” said Shelby. “You two helped me live out a fantasy tonight. I had always fantasized about meeting a couple at the bar and going home with them. This isn’t your home, but it is close enough. How was your first experience with another woman?”

“Perfect. Absolutely perfect. What do you think babe?’

“It was amazing. We sure did choose the right woman for your first time.”

The three of us took separate showers and then all passed out. Shelby joined us in the bed and fell asleep right next to Analisa. As I fell into a deep slumber, all I could think about was what was our next adventure going to be like.

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