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Chapter 4: Driving her mad with pleasure

The script for the pink panty prize was simple. The silk G-string panties were miniscule coverings for her shaved pussy with a small pocket in the gusset that contained a micro vibrator the string itself would vibrated between the wearers cheeks. The vibrator was controlled by remote control tuned to a cell phone function. Control was simple the higher the number the more intense the vibrations, more concentrated and refined control could be had by moving the mouse across a graphic model of the panties on a computer screen. The prizewinner had this control and this was the only touch he was allowed of her and she was not allowed any contact with any other man or woman. She would be a shivering dripping begging mess by nightfall.

Ronson had become a voyeur of late. He had not had sex other than masturbation for almost five years now and his shyness and introversion even scared off the most overt potential partners. The one girlfriend he had when he was 28 turned out to be a hooker and despite her insistence that he was the man she loved he could not cope with the thought that she had sex with so many men. It had been her that had invited him to the Extreme Tease Club and whilst he enjoyed his time with her there his shyness and lack of confidence led him to profound jealousy and arguments that split up the relationship. She had an affair that turned into marriage and he never saw her at the club again. He guessed he had been foolish with her and misjudged her intent and from that time on his broken heart never permitted him to do more than watch and masturbate.

Candy was one of his favourites. Barely a week went by when he didn’t’ fantasise about her or watch the reruns of her performances on his computer. He had rehearsed how he would make love to her a million times and now he was to get his chance. He nervously opened his email and followed the instructions that led him to the cams that showed her apartment. The thought of watching her all day thrilled him to the core. He waited patiently for the screen to open and activated his own web cam so that she could see and hear him. He fumbled through his pocket for the remote control and placed it next to his mouse. Using Bluetooth he could simply use the computer to activate the vibrating panties or the phone itself- the two were synced. The thought of pleasuring this iconic beauty made him tingle with excitement.

Candy stepped from the shower dripping wet and reached for a large fluffy white towel. The cam’s were not due to be switched on for half an hour and she had time for a leisurely shower and makeup session and perhaps a coffee in relative peace. She dried herself briskly and reached for her short royal blue satin robe and slid her arms through the sleeves and tied it loosely around her slender waist leaving her cleavage exposed in the way that had become her habit. Men liked a hint of body- just enough to send the right message, to be evocative not enough to be a complete tart. Strangely enough men never thought of Candy as start and she so vehemently disliked the term slut that no one dared to use it in the same breath as her name.

Women who liked sex were often called sluts. Males got called studs. The inequity of it had always puzzled candy and she actively attacked any male that called her or any woman who dressed seductively or liked sex as a slut. She thought of herself as one step further than sexually active. ‘Sexually hyperactive’ is what Tom had called her. She giggled at the thought of him. He made her laugh, his sense of humour was the sexiest thing about him, the more she thought about him the more she knew she was doing the right thing giving up the club. He was worth it she wanted to make him happier than he’d ever been and she desperately wanted babies. The body-stretching nightmare of babies didn’t scare her she knew that Tom was a man who would love her body and soul in any shape.

Candy sat at her mirror and eyed the clock on the wall covered in mist from the steamy shower she had just had. Fifteen minutes- time to do her makeup she had been daydreaming about Tom and their babies. Tom had seemed concerned last night after she had screwed Anthony. He was her own age and a sexual athlete that obviously turned her on and made her want him. When she had flaunted the club rules and let him cum in her delicious ass hole Tom actually thought he had lost her. Candy reassured him that while she enjoyed him she had found him an arrogant self-centred and power obsessed male who only really wanted to fuck Candy to prove to everyone what a stud he was.

Candy had made it quite clear that she wanted to tear his ego down at every opportunity. The cum in her ass had been a momentary lapse that she enjoyed but then she enjoyed sex and he was good at it. Besides Anthony had the hots for bigger breasted women like the one in his office and would most likely make her his conquest. Candy had no intentions or desire to have a rematch with him. It was Tom’s trust escort şişli and understanding that made Candy melt when she thought of him. They both expressed their ardor for each other when they made love slowly tenderly and generously attending to each others needs until they climaxed in the way that only those in love experience, teasing foreplay, sex, and afterglow merging into a seamless tender embrace.

Candy forced her thoughts away from Tom and onto the show she was about to give her last public display. She had plans for a special gift for Tom when she had finished this but this would be her last time with another man. Peter Ronson’s profile was sad of all the wounded sexual egos she had encountered his stood out. A man who hadn’t had sex with a woman for five years was going to be her last lover. He would tease her mercilessly first. Candy had been a little reticent about the scenario she had devised. Part of her pleasure was the power she had over men with her body, her evocative manner and her endless sexual energy, relinquishing this to a voyeur who was boiling over with desire and could barely string two phrases together to talk to any woman was dangerous. Still uncertainty and virginity excited her and fucking a guy who hadn’t had sex for years was like fucking a virgin.

Candy finished her makeup. She wore minimal make up- a little eye shadow, eyeliner and lip-gloss was all she needed. Her perfect skin radiated her prettiness the eyes and lip adornments simply drew attention to her deep blue eyes and pouting cupids bow lips. She gave her silken hair a few brushes and shook it a little so it settled on her shoulders reflecting the bright lights of her makeup mirror.

‘Show time.’ She uttered under her breath as she glanced at the clock and cleft the bathroom. The cam’s sprang to life and hundreds of pairs of eyes followed her shapely form into the kitchen as she casually made herself a flat white coffee using her Italian automatic coffee machine, a gift from Tom. She took a gulp from the mug as men ogled her delectable ass from behind through the kitchen cams. The satin robe clung tightly to her body, the hem sitting just below her smooth shaven pussy. Imagination is a wonderful thing and most men were imagining taking her now bending over the bench. She gulped her coffee again and reached behind to her ass cheeks and smoothed the fabric over her sleek buns then turned to walk to her office and log in to her computer.

Peter’s over eager face was waiting for her in a corner of her monitor.

‘ Hi Peter, can you see me alright?’

She began to massage her breast through the satin robe so that the nipple stiffened, first one then the other. She watched to see Peter’s reaction. He was almost motionless with fear. He couldn’t believe this goddess that had starred in all his most significant fantasies was talking to him. He nodded his head awkwardly and grunted a nervous:

‘Yeah sure fine. Mmmmmm you’re so beautiful Candy.’

‘ Thank you Peter I’m glad you like me. We’re gonna have a lot of fun today. I’m really looking forward to it. Especially tonight when you can do this to me.’

He was shaking visibly now as she fondled her sweet pert breasts pinching the nipples and bringing them up to her mouth to kiss. The robe had burst open now and he could see her naked breasts fill the screen. Candy measured how long it would take to make him crippled with sexual tension.

‘Pete I’m going to put on the panties now I know how much you like to watch me. Then we can have a trial run and you can work the controls for me. I’m dying for you to make me cum. Mmmmmm I’m so horny thinking about it I’m already wet.’

Candy slid her hand beneath her robe and returned it with dribbles of her dampness on them and sucked her fingers sexily. Then she stood up and pulled a tiny pair of pink panties from the pocket of her robe and let them unfurl from her fingers. She shook them a little holding the string and then separating the legs and dangling them in front of the camera.

‘Gee they are tiny aren’t they? Very, very sexy lil panties though I bet you want to see them on my wet little pussy darling?’

She stood back so that her body could be viewed by any one of the dozen cameras that gave subscribers a multi channel view. She bent over so that her sumptuous ass cheeks crept into view beneath the satin hem then slid her legs into the tiny G-string and smoothed it over her pussy and aligned the strings comfortably between her ass cheeks and around her curvaceous waist. She slid off the robe and threw it onto a nearby chair.

‘There! Is that better? An uninhibited view, do you think they look nice? Mmmmmm they feel sexy I like the idea that there’s almost nothing there. Do you want to try the remote now honey these panties are making me horny and I’d love for you to make me cum soon.’

Ronson reached for the control and shifted it to maximum, the effect was instantaneous, Candy doubled over from the power of it and clutched her panties escort frantically as she began to moan and shake violently. Ronson turned it off in horror.

‘Are you alright candy I… I didn’t mean to hurt you only I thought I’d make you really horny. You’re so beautiful I’d hate to hurt you.’

Candy recovered from the wild assault on her pussy. She had never been much into vibrators or even dildos but this was like a million times more powerful than any vibrator she’d ever used. It was almost painful but she felt that at some stage in the day she would be begging for him to push the extremes again. She was sopping wet and her whole body shivered from the experience half wanting it to stop and half aching for him to continue. The string in her ass still tingled from the experience.

“I’m ok Peter. You’re very sweet I think we should start off a little lower and build up to that one don’t you? Just build up slowly until I cum.’

‘But I’m frightened I wont know when you cum I mean women make a lot of noises during sex how will I know?’

‘ I’ll let you know when that is don’t you worry about that. In fact I’ll give you a running narrative how I’m feeling whenever I can. Now turn it on just a little and then I’ll go and get dressed. ‘

Peter switched the control the control to 1 and then slowly raised the figure to 3 and a half as he watched Candy smile and writhe in obvious pleasure as she stood in front of the cameras. He fumbled with his screen to place three images there: one of her whole body from the front, one of her face and the other a zoomed close up of her panties so he could see them dampen and even notice the tiny vibrations that shimmered beneath the silk.

Candy fondled her breasts dreamily as the vibrations filled her panties and triggered a flood of wetness from beneath them. She fantasised about how Tom had eaten her the previous evening. How he had teased her hooded clitoris with his tongue then suckled it until she bucked with pleasure. The same pleasure took her now and shook her from the daydream.

‘Oh god it feels good it feels like my pussy’s on fire but there’s a flood of wetness filling my panties. Oh yeah can you see it’s dripping down my Thighs damn that’s good honey Ooooooh I’m so close. Push it up a notch. Please, make me cum soon I’m sooo horny for you. Have I told you how good it’s going to be when you get to touch me and put your cock inside me OOOOOOOoooooh yes! Yes! Yes! I’m cumming Ooh yeah don’t stop its so good so fucking good. Oh more, again, again, I’m cumming again. Oh yeah. MMMMMM Ahhhhh ohhhhhh Ooooooooh. Oh yeah. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUck its so hot.’

Pete had not only found the key to the controls intensity but with careful observation of the close up cam on her pussy he could target exactly where he wanted the sexy tingling to go. Watching her cum uncontrollably, watching her writhe in pleasure, knowing he was doing it made him unbelievably horny, his cock was bursting from it’s enclosure, he was aching to relieve himself. He wound down the intensity and focused the vibrations on her clit and on the string that was between her ass cheeks. He knew how much she loved her ass stimulated.

Candy had never had a feeling like it. She understood now why some of her friends had vibrator addictions. Who needed men when you could cum like that solo? Her throat hurt a little from the wanton screams she had uttered. He had kept her cumming repeatedly for almost ten minutes and she was breathless. Most men would take ages to do that to her. As the vibrations eased except for the constant tingling in her clit and asshole that simply made her constantly aware of it she turned to the screen.

‘ Pete darling that was sensational, I could spend all day fucking you after that as a reward, I can’t wait to have your cock inside me. Why don’t you show me how big you are for me I’d love to see your beautiful big cock.’?

He unzipped himself. Apparently his shyness had abated or he was suddenly unaware that 500 people could see him slide his cock from his pants and stroke it to full length.

‘ I’m going to get dressed now but if you’d like to jack off while I’m doing it and play with that control I’d get ever so hot. I love to see a guy shred himself for me. Will you do that for me? Mmmmmm I’m so horny for you cum for me darling.’

Candy walked to the bedroom feeling the intensity of the panties increase a little more and seem to swirl around her clit now rather than directly on it. She glanced at the projection of his web cam image on her bedroom wall.

‘Pete your cock is so hard mmm I so want to suck it and slide it into my hot little pussy. Oh by the way what do you want me to wear? Something sexy and slinky- lingerie. I have lots of stuff.’

His voice was clear and confident in a way that betrayed he had rehearsed this a million times.

‘I want you to wear a halter bikini top and tight blue denim jeans and put a see through shirt over your top. It’s just I’ve never seen you in jeans or swimming bakırköy escort gear and I know you’d look great in them. Do you mind? I also thought that those panties trapped inside jeans could be even more erotic. I don’t know are you with me on this?’ ‘Ooooooh Pete you do have a sexy imagination. Your right I don’t wear jeans much my men normally like to have easier access and like my legs in short skirts. But I do have several pairs. As for the bikini I have dozens what colour would you prefer- pink perhaps to remind you of the panties?’

‘Yeah that sounds good and I’ll leave the top up to you. You always know how to look sexy no matter what. Dammit you look sexy now ooooooh yeah so hot Candy.’

He began to slide his hand up and down his cock as she made a show of bending over to open her drawers she fumbled through masses of bikini strings to separate a pink strap from the yellow and black ones that were tangled with it. She tossed the matching bikini bottoms back in the drawer and turned to tie the strings around her slender torso beneath her perfect teardrop shaped. The nipples were still hard from the recent excitement. She stretched the tiny fragments of unlined lycra over her magnificent breasts and tied the string tightly behind her neck. She fussed with each tiny triangle until they fit neatly beneath each breast. Her flesh on view either side and in the succulent cleavage that the tight strings had formed. Her nipples strained at the wafer thin panels creating a sexy outline. She fondled and pinched them through the filmy fabric until their outline was more visible.

The tingles in her panties increased and she could feel that she was moments away from another orgasm. She glanced at the screen. Ronson was shredding his cock now like a man possessed he was more excited seeing her clothed than naked. He grunted and moaned incoherently as she swung open the door of her walk in robe and found a pair of designer label denim jeans. She walked out of the robe and unfurled them and stepped into them. She shimmied them over her legs and up around her pouting ass cheeks. They were hipsters and hugged her sweet body like a glove. The barest view of her G-string was visible beneath the waistband. She turned so all could see the patch of pink disappear as she zipped them up and fastened the button. She slid on a pair of pink stiletto heeled shoes and returned to the robe to get a gauzy diaphanous white blouse she left the shirt un- buttoned. It was see through but she second-guessed the bikini -top was his main focus.

As Candy returned to the lounge room the panties began to tingle more violently by the time she got there she found herself crippled by intense swirling vibrations that touched everywhere but her clit. She was quivering with desire but aching to be touched on her clit. Peter was learning about his power to make her mad with desire. She glanced at the screen he was close to orgasm. With one hand he manipulated the swirling frustration producing vibrations with the other he wanked hard on his distorted cock. He was audibly panting. Seeing her dressed like this had been one of his repeated fantasies and the fantasy took over as he slapped at his cock.

‘Ooooooh darling why don t we cum together touch my clit please Mmmmmm your so big for me I cant wait for you to be inside me.’

She touched her breasts as she imagined he would touch her and felt the tingle target her clit. All other sensations ceased as she pinched her nipples hard and felt the hot shooting sensation of him shifting the focus and intensity to extreme. She was sobbing and squealing in moments. She collapsed onto all fours and writhed like an alley cat on heat as a series of unbelievable orgasms gripped her. Through her cloudy vision she could see him on the screen now shouting and spurting huge wads of cum into the air as he struggled to hold his throbbing cock and manipulate the controls. The parallel orgasms continued for a few minutes until both finally regained control and he turned the remote back down to the low tingle that kept her aware of the sticky mess that filled her jeans. He had been right about the jeans being tight as a good thing. Though she ached to peel them down and thrust her fingers inside her aching pussy the tight jeans had prevented that and she was too consumed with pleasure to open them.

For the next few hours they chatted almost mindlessly about anything but sex. Pete enjoyed knowing that she was vibrating and could cum at any moment and they were talking about food or wine or music. She made lunch for herself and Pete made her cum several times more at random to keep things unexpected. After lunch they had relaxed sufficiently so that Pete felt more relaxed with Candy than he had ever felt around a woman. He had daydreamed about falling in love with her and now he was. Candy wasn’t called that just because she had a sweet body and face she was called that because she had a sweet generous personality.

‘You know Peter tonight we are going to have a really hot time and I know you’re a little nervous about it. Why don’t we use the rest of the day to rehearse it? I mean you can go through how you’d like to make love to me and I’ll act it out. I’ll even use a dildo if you want.’

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Terri tried not to make this about her. Instead she reminded herself that this was about Jake and his birthday party. All week he was excited about turning five and Terri was relieved because it was the first time he stopped asking about the separation. Even Terri relied on the birthday to be happy instead of ruminating over whether or not to divorce Jeff.

She put all her energy into inviting Jake’s friends, wrapping all of his presents and even hiring a birthday clown. She was so obsessed with making this day perfect for Jake that even he commented on how stressed she seemed. It wasn’t Jake’s fault, he had been sensitive to Terri’s well-being, especially the night after Jeff moved out when Jake caught her crying in the bathroom. He just wanted his mommy to be better and prior to the day of the party, Terri was foolish enough to think that Jeff wanted that too.

It was just one text that warmed her up to him. “Hey… I know we’re not talking, but we shouldn’t let this happen before Jake’s birthday. Let me help with whatever I can and after it’s over I’ll give you your space again.” It was the first time he was proactive in addressing how distant he could be and Terri thought that there might be hope.

At first she was skeptical and gave Jeff the simple task of buying the party bags for all the kids. He blew her away when he offered to pick up the cake. He really was serious. Terri got so excited that her mind wandered as to what could possibly happen if he did show up. She imagined Jeff arriving, dressed in his v-neck shirt that showed just the top of his broad chest. Jake would come running to his daddy, whose bright teeth contrasted with his orange beard. Terri would stand in the doorway with her arms folded, smiling as Jeff picked his son up and then took him to the car to show off the cake she picked out. If Jeff could actually show interest in being a family man, then Terri’s imagination wandered to what would happen after the party, after Jake would crash from the sugar rush.

She’d put him to bed and return to the living room to find Jeff picking up all the trash. He’d be so busy with that that he wouldn’t expect her to sneak up behind him and wrap her arms around his neck. Just thinking about how she’d have to practically jump to reach over top of his strong shoulders made Terri’s heart rise. She loved how that was Jeff’s cue to carry her to the bedroom and let her gently fall onto the bed, his hands around her lower back as he leaned forward to plant a kiss. With her legs wrapped around his waist, she couldn’t wait to grind her pelvis against his, the pressure on her groin making her sigh in joy as she let him take her shirt off.

Terri clenched her fist and cursed under her breath as she leaned against the counter. That fantasy wouldn’t happen because Jeff said he couldn’t make it. As always, it was because he was behind on his work and he needed to stay in the office to meet the deadline. Once again, his shitty planning skills were hurting Jake and her.

Jake was bouncing all over the house that day when he thought his dad was coming and she still hadn’t broken the bad news.

Terri actually dressed up to Jeff’s liking for the occasion. This meant putting on the tight black sweater that had a low neckline and the skinny jeans that she was hesitant to put on since she had gained weight after giving birth. She had lost all the baby weight but it was her ass and thighs that she wished would shrink back to when she was in her 20s. What made her most grumpy was that she even put on the underwear Jeff bought her for Christmas one year, all for nothing. Terri was just lucky that her neighbor, Michelle volunteered to pick up the cake at the very last minute.

Michelle was a single mother of a 5 year old girl named Casey. She was a hair stylist and always had a different color to her hair. Today it was blonde with a red streaks in her bangs. She was in Terri’s position three years ago and ended up divorcing her husband. Because of this, Terri had been relying on Michelle for advice on her own struggle with Jeff although, Terri wasn’t sure how much she could relate to Michelle.

After the divorce, Michelle fell in love with another woman. Terri didn’t expect to divorce Jeff and date women, but she did find comfort from Michelle telling her that she wasn’t wrong in needing some time for herself since Jeff wasn’t respecting the boundaries she’d tried to set. Even when she thought she’d go back to Jeff and asked Michelle to style her jet black hair into straightened long tresses, Michelle didn’t criticize her for having a change of heart.

Time for herself was nice, but Terri was pissed because today was the day she wanted time with someone else. Since Jeff had moved out, she hadn’t had an orgasm and it had been three weeks. Every night that Terri went to bed feeling that gentle tug from in between her legs was a battle of self-control as she resisted the urge to slide her hand down her pajama almanbahis giriş bottoms and sooth the coiling beast that waited to strike below her waist.

Showers were quick and awkward because anytime she washed herself she always avoided touching her soft mons for fear of being tempted too much to finish herself off. It wasn’t that Terri was a prude, it was just that with Jeff gone, she needed to be with Jake practically 24/7 and that meant minimizing any chance of him walking in on her masturbating. He was far too young to be traumatized with seeing his mommy naked from the waist down, legs spread and fingers inserted inside of her as she gasped for pleasure.

At least with Jeff home, Jake knew to respect mommy and daddy’s time to themselves but without Jeff, she had no excuse. What could she say to Jake that he would understand as just “mommy’s time?” That’s why on this day, Jeff was a fucking idiot. Because of his job, Terri would have to go through another day of dealing with a swollen red pussy that would not be sated.

While she ruminated over her dissatisfaction, Terri made some more punch to bring out to the kids. When she turned to get some ice from the freezer, her hips tilted and then she stopped moving when she felt something wet. Closing her eyes, Terri knew what had happened, all the thoughts about sex and getting off primed her body and her labia responded by prepping itself with her own natural lubricants.

As she lifted one leg she could feel the moist liquid staining the inside of her panties and she sighed in irritation. “Fuck you Jeff. Fuck you.” Was all she grumbled as she opened the freezer.

Nothing pissed her off more than being wet like this and being unable to do anything about it. Most annoying was the fact that she had the best opportunity to come since Jake was outside and being watched by other adults. Terri could just run upstairs and grab her vibrator while everyone else was occupied. It wouldn’t take her long, but the supernatural abilities of a child to sneak into a house undetected shot that plan down. But what if she could keep watch of every kid outside?

Standing in front of the window, Terri noticed that every child at the party was in clear view. All of them sitting at a picnic table with their sparkly party hats blowing bubbles or throwing water balloons. If any of them got up, Terri would know, which meant that as long as she stayed in the kitchen, she was alone and could not be snuck up on. All that she needed was a safe way to touch herself without it being too obvious as to what she was doing.

It was as she was mixing the punch that she brushed against the knob of the cabinet below her that the answer came. Looking down, Terri saw it shining under the sunlight like an underwater hidden treasure. It looked like silver but it wasn’t, it was brush nickel and was round, no larger than an acorn. Attached to the upper right corner of the cabinet, it was at perfect level with her groin since she wasn’t very tall. Terri looked up at the window and then down at the knob, realizing it would be perfect because it wouldn’t be clear to people outside what she was doing.

Of course when she pictured herself thrusting against the knob, she laughed never at all thinking that she’d be doing this in her 30’s. The whole idea of her masturbating against kitchen furniture seemed like something right out of Desperate Housewives or Sex and the City and yet, the thought of the hard object pushing into her gave Terri that familiar pulling sensation in between her legs, as if her vulva and the knob were two magnets attracting each other.

Terri counted the children and adults outside and when she was sure that they were all accounted for, she positioned herself closer to the cabinet. Rising on her tip toes, Terri hovered over the knob and then slowly rested on her heels so her pussy sat just above it. At first it felt uncomfortable as it poked her, but it was when she tilted her pelvis back that she sighed and closed her eyes as the handle slid against her outer labia under her jeans. Even though the knob was small and didn’t give her much room to slide back and forth, her weight pressing down on it gave enough pressure to push her jeans against her crotch.

Terri’s lips puckered as she bent her knees to lower herself down, pushing harder into the knob and wincing as the pressure on her clit sent another trail of juice down the inside of her panties. Even though the air conditioning was on, Terri felt her body getting warm, from the center of her chest down to between her legs. It was like a small ember growing inside. In this moment, Terri lost track of time as she closed her eyes to shift her groin over different parts of the domestic sex toy.

Unfortunately for Terri, there were only so many ways she could move on top of it before she bumped into the rest of the cabinet. This meant that all she could do was slide back and forth barely a centimeter almanbahis yeni giriş before stopping. No matter how she pivoted her hips, her groove was always halted when she bumped into the drawers and it wasn’t too long before the wetness dried up and the swelling from her labia seemed to die down. Soon, Terri was moving faster and more rapidly with no reward. Just the aching sensation she felt too many nights since Jeff left.

“Goddammit” she whispered as she slid off the knob and lowered her head. She was so close, but it was no use, even though the pressure felt good, nothing was really touching her with her jeans getting in the way. At that thought, Terri looked up and tried blocking the idea out of her head. “Don’t even think about it.” She said to herself. This was supposed to be a quick way to get off so no one could catch her in the act and that meant keeping her clothes on. It was much easier to simply step away from the counter if someone walked in than it would be to zip her pants up. It was just going to have to be that she would go about the rest of the day with a sore pussy because she wouldn’t take that risk.

But she was so close and it was the frustration in being minutes away from coming that kept Terri in front of the kitchen counter. She saw that everyone outside was still having fun and then looked down at the front of her jeans. As long as she didn’t turn around, no one would notice. Even if they did walk in just as she was zipping herself back up, she could say she was fixing her shirt.

Breathing in, Terri unfastened the button to her jeans, feeling the grip of the waistband loosening around her hips. It was actually a relief as every step she took in them made it feel like they were about to burst. Next came the zipper. She pinched the brass tab and slowly pulled down, feeling the air invade the open space, touching her mons and inner thighs as the front of her small black silk g string was exposed. She wasn’t fond of thongs or g-strings but knew it drove Jeff wild. The fact that it turned him on, turned her on by proxy and so she opted to deal with the discomfort of the jeans touching her bare ass for the whole day.

Now with the front of her jeans open, Terri positioned herself in front of the knob but found the flaps to her jeans distracting. Every time she tried to move forward, the open denim wings would fold over in front of her underwear. “Shit.” She said as she looked down in dissatisfaction at her dilemma. All she wanted was to finish herself off and she was running into one block after another.

“Fuck this.” Terri said as she grabbed the sides of her pants and pulled them down to her ankles. Her heart stopped as she felt the air conditioned room wrap around her bare ass like two large hands and sobered up to what she was doing. She was now in the kitchen with her pants down showing her g-stringed ass to anyone who walked in. Immediately, her face got warm and she reached to pull her pants up just before looking out the window. No one outside had budged, it was as if they forgot all about her. It was only her self-consciousness in keeping her modesty that was keeping her from her goal.

As her anxiety died down, Terri stood up, grabbed the edge of the counter, and gently positioned herself in front of the polished knob. As she pushed her pelvis forward, she gasped as she felt black silk flood the inside of her labia. Given the round shape of the knob and the almost non-existent thickness of the fabric to her underwear, the shining handle fit perfectly inside her, like the head of an erect cock. The difference was that this was better because it was always hard and with her panties having more flexibility, it pushed them deep inside her pussy, stroking every nerve ending inside with the soft silky touch of the fabric. Terri moaned as she ran her groin all over the knob, her natural wetness lubricating the surface and making it easier for her to slide against it.

By now, the ember built up inside her was now a wildfire, passing through her stomach and her legs as her lower lips contracted with every stroke against the orb. Terri’s knees were starting to hurt from banging against the cabinet doors, but she was too far gone to care. She bit her lip as she lowered down to push her clitoris against the surface. As soon as she put pressure on it, her voice cracked as she fought to keep herself standing, buckling her legs as the blood flowed to her most sensitive of areas, making it erect.

Just as her blood traveled to her core, so did Terri’s fantasies travel through her mind. Every naughty thing she did with Jeff and wanted to do with Jeff came into her vision as clear as day. Given the position she was in, legs spread and backside left vulnerable without any protection, she imagined Jeff’s hot breath blowing against the back of her neck as he pushed deeper into her from behind. She reared her head back, trying to conjure up the sensation almanbahis of her long black hair being pulled. It was only in this state that Terri felt comfortable about her ass and how age and parenthood made it lose its firmness from her college days. She imagined it bouncing furiously with every thrust of his cock and wanted so bad for Jeff’s gruff hands to come crashing down on it, the stinging pain leaving a nice hot red welt over her tanned cheek.

Terri’s nipples also ached, growing erect under her tight sweater and brassier. The only thing she could think of to soothe that pain was Jeff’s teeth biting down hard on them. Even though her chest was in clear view of the window, Terri forgot about the people outside and cupped her breasts under hands, pushing them together as she rotated her hips counter clockwise over the metal bulb in between her legs.

With her eyes closed, Terri tried to imagine the feeling of Jeff’s penis sliding between her tits, both of them being large enough to hold it tight against her chest. While there was no direct physical pleasure, it was the sound and the feeling that got her hot. Soon, the semen coming from Jeff’s tip would coat her soft skin, making it slide faster in between her breasts and making a smacking sound with every thrust. It made Terri feel a bit in control as she’d look up at Jeff, his eyes closed and mouth open as he moaned when she would wrap her lips around the tip of his penis. It was as if he was helpless and could bend to her every whim with just the slightest flicker of her tongue. If anyone was looking outside, they would have seen Terri’s mouth open and in the shape of an “O” as she tried to bring back the sensation of the sounds of wet flesh smacking together and the tangy taste of his precum against her taste buds.

Sweat ran down Terri’s face as the images combined to make the perfect erotic fantasy, only getting better as she grew accustomed to maneuvering the right way over the knob. She breathed in as her pussy felt so swollen she thought it might explode, almost as if her lower torso was becoming numb. It was when she reached back to slap herself as hard as she could on her right ass cheek that she felt the right stroke up her outer labia and ending at the center of her clitoris.

“OHHH!!” she cried out as her pussy contracted in a series of spasms, warm juice traveling down her inner thigh. Having reached the threshold, Terri’s breathing began to slow down and a chill ran up her spine. Just before she could enjoy her post-coital cool down, the squeaking of her screen door could be heard.

“Sorry it took me so long, the cook at the store couldn’t find the-OH!” Michelle gasped as she walked into the kitchen and saw Terri’s exposed ass with her pants down to her ankles.

Immediately, Terri turned and shrieked as she saw Michelle standing in the doorway with her jaw open holding the boxed cake in her hands. Terri’s forehead burned like needles as the horror of literally being caught with her pants down flooded her mind. Her hands shook as they moved to cover both of her ass cheeks.

Terri’s lip quivered as she stammered, “Michelle… i-i-i-I was just-this isn’t—I’m… oh!” the more she hesitated in doing something to cover her shame, the more red her face grew. Her fight or flight response signaled her to pull her pants up but doing so required her to bend down.

Closing her eyes, Terri slowly bent down so she could reach for the top of her jeans. As she knelt closer to the ground, she whimpered as the flexible string around her waist and in between her ass stretched more into her skin. It was when she was face level with the cupboard that her ass felt like it got bigger, sticking out in front of Michelle as if to make Terri look more ridiculous. Terri tried to focus on something else and noticed the knob that not too long ago was pleasuring her. Seeing it there embarrassed her even more and she could feel her eyes get watery, almost like a young adolescent being caught masturbating for the first time.

Sniffling, Terri grabbed her jeans and tried pulling them up her fair skinned legs. Even though the pants rose, the touch of the denim over her skin made her feel more self-conscious of how scantily clad she was seconds ago. Then something else unfortunate happened, the jeans halted, stopping just under the curve of her buttocks. Terri looked down and saw that the jeans were too small to slide easily up her waist and got caught around her fleshy posterior. No matter how hard she pulled, the jeans would not budge, only instead pushing her ass up and making it dance in front of her one audience member.

Terri bit her lip when she knew what she had to do and with a quick breath, she shimmied her hips to inch the jeans up further. The dance made her feel like a stripper, shaking her g-stringed bum in front of Michelle. Terri could imagine a twenty dollar bill sliding in her waistband for putting on such an erotic show. Still, she was relieved to feel the jeans protecting her shame. With her hands still shaking, Terri quickly zipped up her pants and buttoned them up, her crotch still sopping wet. Even fully dressed, Terri could not turn around and face Michelle, all she could do was lower her head.

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This story was created due to some strange circumstances. It’s very silly and very short, and contains some mind control elements. Enjoy!

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After burning his midnight snacktime waffles, Jovi, a cute blonde femboy, decided to go out to his backyard to get some fresh autumn air. He opened the screen door and stepped onto the wood porch. It was pleasantly cool in the privacy of his fenced backyard. Moonlight filtered down through the leaves of the one giant maple in the center of his yard.

He stepped down from the porch and walked around the tree to look at the full moon. Branches, sticks, and leaves all crushed and snapped under his boots, reminding him that he would eventually have to rake the yard. Finally, he sat on his favorite seat in the backyard; an old, smooth stump on the left side of the yard. He looked at the moon, framed by pale clouds. It was the brightest thing in the sky. His backyard was hidden from streetlights, and the thick, solid wood fence blocked the light of all the other houses in the neighborhood. Jovi thought about staying out here for a few more minutes while the burnt waffle smoke cleared out.

He closed his eyes and relaxed. The smooth stump, the cool air, the faint moonlight filtering through his eyelids, and the hooting of distant owls calmed him down. He could get used to this.

However, when the moonlight started to dim, he opened his eyes again. The moon was starting to turn pink. Jovi’s eyebrows raised. A blood moon?

He wondered what kind of blood moon almanbahis yeni giriş this was. Was it the regular kind of blood moon? Or was it that other kind that made you insatiably horny when you looked at it?

Jovi shrugged. What were the odds of the latter type of blood moon? There hadn’t been one of those in his town in over eighty years. And he was going to be damned if he missed a regular blood moon. He sat up and watched the moon grow redder and dimmer, casting a pink glow on him, the tree, and his backyard.

As he watched, his legs grew restless. He crossed and uncrossed them, trying to relax. It grew awkward when a flush of heat ran through his groin, and his cock started stiffening. He kept his legs still; maybe their movement was what did it. Yet, his erection hardened even as he tried to think about other things. His heartbeat sped up. The moon grew redder. The air was cold, but he felt warm.

Maybe he needed to stand up and do something. That might calm his throbbing length. He stood up and looked at the yard again. He had never cleaned the yard under a blood moon before. There were long, thick branches everywhere, strewn around in a soft bed of leaves. It seemed like a good idea. He was drawn to the branches. The long, thick pieces of wood.

He stood up and walked toward the porch to grab the rake, but when he saw something, he stopped. It was the perfect branch. It was a two and a half foot long rod that split off into equally thick two-inch long shafts, all of which had rounded almanbahis giriş tips of various shapes, save for some which were hollow. Some of the shafts curved back, some curved forward, others seemed hollow, and all of them looked wonderfully alluring. As the red moon’s lustful red glow peaked, Jovi forgot about his plans and began stripping out of his clothes. The boots and jeans went first, then his jacket and shirt, then his pink bra, and finally, his panties. He was too aroused to notice the cold air against his body. He needed that branch. Warmth flushed through his precum-laden cock as he reached down to pick up the length of wood.

Jovi picked up the branch and brought the mass of shafts to his groin. Which ones to use? The narrow hollow one, or the slightly wider one? The more penile tipped branch, or the one resembling a prostate massager?

He finally decided, and stuck his cock into the narrowest hollow branch while plunging the largest, smoothest, penis-like rod into his ass. The two branches were connected and stiff, yet the wood was so, so smooth, like it had been sanded down and polished with lacquer. He had to push hard to get the branch into his ass, deepening his entrance into the other branch in the process, but finally, he felt the silky smooth knob of the branch touch against his prostate. He shivered as he fully buried his cock in the hollow branch. It was tight and smooth the whole way down.

Jovi went to work, bucking his hips and shaking the branch, thrusting in and out almanbahis adres of it as the branch pounded him in the ass. As his hands jerked the branch back and forth, he started to sweat as his heartbeat raced faster and faster. This was real pleasure. Jovi forgot all about the lawn, the fact he was outside, and his burnt waffles. The only thing in the world that mattered was his lover, the branch.

His pre-cum lubricated the inside of the hollow branch, making his thrusts even more enjoyable. He panted with lust as his cock and prostate burned with pleasure from his almost violent, passionate lovemaking.

He was almost at orgasm. Just a few more thrusts. Jovi’s arms and legs wobbled, and he almost lost balance. His entire body tensed up. He needed to come. It was the only thing he could think about. At last, with one more silky smooth thrust into him and into the branch, his entire body surged with overwhelming erotic bliss. His mind went blank and he gasped with pleasure. He went stiff, save for the frenzied motions of his hips and arms as his pleasure-addled cock let out jet after jet of cum into the depths of the branch.

When his orgasm quieted down, the moon’s pink aura quickly started to fade. In seconds, it was a pale, shining white once more. Jovi looked down at himself, stunned that he would do such a thing outside. He pulled the branch out of his ass and removed his cock from the cum-soaked interior of the branch.

But rather than throw away the branch in shame, he decided that it would be a waste to get rid of the best sex toy ever made by nature. As he gathered his clothes and ran inside, he decided to bring the stick with him, in case the need ever arose again.

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Town Cop, Chapter Two

As you may have read my first chapter of town cop Charlie’s wife began to experience sickness.

“Hello” I answered

“Hi Baby it’s me” Charlie replied

“Are you sitting down” I asked

“Yes” He replied

“I got my test back from Dr. White today” I replied

“So what are the results” He asked

“We’re gonna be parents!” I replied

“I’ll be home in 10 minutes,” Charlie replied, then the phone goes dead.

I pull into the driveway and right behind me is Charlie in his patrol car.

I park and Charlie comes to my driver’s door and opens the door and slowly pulls me into his embrace.

“How’s my 2 babies” He asked

“Great” I replied

He carefully picks me up and carries me to the door and opens it with one swift motion.

He almanbahis carries me upstairs to our bedroom and gently lays me on the bed and starts to kiss me gently on the lips.

“mmm” I moan against him

Charlie removes my t-shirt, bra, jeans, and undies and kisses me from head to toe.

He removes his gun belt, shirt, bullet proof vest, trousers, and shoes and joins me in the bed.

Charlie turns to me and asked “No where were we”

I grab his hand and pull him to my embrace and kiss him tenderly and passionately.

I reached down and gently stroked his manhood which was becoming harder and harder.

Charlie groaned with pleasure.

I slowly begin to work my way down and proceed to suck his scrotum, shaft and gently pinch his nipples. doing so makes almanbahis adres Charlie groan and moan with pleasure.

“Baby suck my cock” Charlie pleads

I take his 8″ manhood into my mouth and begin to suck it hard and fast, thus causing Charlie to shoot hot cum down my throat and I dribbled some onto the bed sheets.

Charlie flips me onto my back and proceeds to eat my pussy with slow tender pulls and tugs of my outer lips causing me to come hard and fast which Charlie slurps right up.

Charlie then enters me in one swift motion.

” Fuck Me” I cried

“Harder, Deeper” I beg

“You like my thick Hot cock, dont ya babe” he asks

“God Yes, I love it when you fuck me with your manhood” I reply

Charlie has me turn over into doggy style and pounds almanbahis giriş me from behind

“OOOOHHH” I cry

slap slap as his balls hit my ass and pussy lips

Charlie pounds into me as I feel my first of many orgasms hit me

“I’m coming” I cry as the first orgasm hits

Charlie reaches and brings me against him as he continues to pump into me I feel his cock swell up as it hits my pelvic bone and causes me to orgasm again.

“Babe I am gonna shoot hot thick come in you” Charlie gasps and rolls me onto my back and pounds into me.

I grab his ass and pull him into me deeper and pull him down for a long kiss as I feel both of us come closer to an orgasm

“Shoot you cum in me” I beg

“Here it comes” Charlie replied

I feel his cock swell up and unlease mounds of hot cum into my pussy as I explode into an orgasm.

Charlie lays ontop until his cock shrinks and he lays down next to me on the bed pulls me into his arms and together we fall fast asleep.

More of their lovemaking in Chapter 3 of Town Cop

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Baklava, tuzlu ve tatlı karışımının mükemmel bir örneğini sunar. İnce yufka tabakalarının çıtırlığı, içindeki ceviz veya fıstıkla buluşarak lezzetli baklava bir denge oluşturur. Şurup ise bu tatlının tamamlayıcısıdır. Tatlıyı baklava siparişi özel kılan unsurlardan biri de keskin gaziantep baklavası kenarlarından dolayı her lokma baklava tadını yoğun bir şekilde sunmasıdır.Baklava, özel günlerde veya tatil kutlamalarında sıklıkla sunulan bir tatlıdır. Misafirlerle paylaşmanın ve sevdiklerinize hediye etmenin güzel bir yoludur. Ayrıca, çeşitli boyutlarda ve şekillerde yapılabilir, bu nedenle farklı sunum seçenekleri sunar.

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As Beth dropped off to sleep I got up and used the bathroom to clean up, as I dressed Tiffany came in and said that I really wore her mom out and smiled at me. I swatted her butt and walked past her asking where the keys to the jeep were. She went over to the wall behind the counter and took them down and threw them at me. Catching them I smiled and said I’d see her later.

I got the jeep and drove back to the RV. Claire and Tammy were both there waiting on me. I told them I worked it out so we could use the jeep to go into town; I also informed them that their car was already at the garage in town. I asked them if they were ready to go, that we could have lunch in town and do some shopping for groceries. We climbed into the jeep and left the campground.

We drove up to Kidman’s Garage first to see the damages to the car. Jo the mechanic said that it wasn’t all that bad, that the alternator had gone bad and then killed the battery. She explained the battery was no problem but that she would have to order the alternator from Hicksville, and seeing that it was noon already they might or might not deliver it today and chances are they would not have it here until Monday. She smiled and said I’m sorry; she went on to say if they do deliver it today I could have you on your way tomorrow. I told her not to worry that we could spend the weekend here no problem, and that if she needed to contact us to call the campground and leave a message.

We got back in the jeep and drove into town to Fran’s Diner. The place looked nice and we went in to have lunch. We seated our selves at a booth by the windows so I could people watch a favorite past time of mine. In a few minutes a young girl came over to take our order. She said her name was Millie and would we like today’s special, meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and our choice of green beans or corn for only $4.99. I laughed and told her that’s to healthy for me, and that I’d have a burger, fries, and a glass of ice tea. The girls ordered the same as me, and Millie left to get our drinks and place the order with the cook. I looked around and saw that Beth had not been exaggerating the lack of men in town; all I saw was women everywhere. Millie brought us our tea; I suggested she sit down seeing as we were the only ones there. She smiled and took a seat next to me, saying only for a minute.

As we sat there talking I asked if it was true that all the men of fighting age were in Iraq. She replied yes, that the military base in Jasper was the only steady employment around here so all the men enlisted as soon as they were old enough. I asked if her husband was overseas now, she blushed and said I’m not married. I smiled and moved my hand onto her thigh under the table. She looked at me mad smiled, but didn’t remove it. I moved my hand farther up on her leg until I was touching her panties under her skirt. She let me do it all the time talking to Claire and Tammy about girl things, I gazed out the window gently rubbing her pussy though her panties all this time.

A bell rang somewhere and she excused herself to go get our food. We ate our food, Millie waited on several tables and since we were in no hurry they finished first. Millie came back and asked if we would like desert, I said maybe later and winked at her, I asked her to sit down again, she looked around and saw no customers so sat down next to me again. I immediately slid my hand under her skirt to find she had removed her panties. I looked at her she smiled and asked if everything was OK. I smiled back and worked a couple of fingers into her sopping cunt. Millie covered a moan with a cough and said she had to get back to work. I asked the girls if they were ready and they nodded yes. I told Millie that I would see her later for her special desert; she smiled and said OK, come back any time.

I sent the girls to almanbahis adres the grocery store with one of my credit cards and told them to buy enough food for the weekend for breakfasts, and lunches. I told them we would eat dinner out. I then set out on an errand of my own. I located the drug store lucky for me it was Wal-greens, and went in to ask if they could fill a prescription from another state. The pharmacist said sure as long as it was in her system. I gave her the prescription number and she pulled it up. She smiled and said that it would only take her a few minutes to fill it. When I went to pay for it I also had a pack of condoms and a tube of k-y jelly. She asked if I planned a party and passed me the bottle of Viagra. As she rung up my stuff I asked if she free sometime next week as I was planning to stay in town for a while, she glanced up and said sure and gave me her phone number. As she handed me the bag she said have fun, then opened her blouse to show me her lace-covered tittes, but save some for me.

I walked back to the jeep and drove to the grocery store to pick up the girls and the food. I just pulled up as they walked out with 3 bags of food. Whew did you buy the place out I joked. They said just wait and see what we got you’ll like it Tammy said. Claire found my bag from Wal-greens and looked inside, saying she liked what I bought reading the label on the prescription bottle aloud. I laughed and replied that with them around a man needs all the help he can get. Claire asked me if I had fucked Tiffany that morning, I turned my head and looked at her because I knew she had not talked to Tiffany. I asked why does it matter? She said no but she had heard the cashiers talking and one said something about some older guy staying at the campgrounds and that Tiffany had called her this morning to tell her that this guy had fucked her like an animal and that she had loved it. I shrugged my shoulders and said yeah. I fucked her in the showers this morning, she walked in on me and seemed to want it so why not. I looked at both of them and then added I also fucked her mother just before we left for town. Tammy looked at me and said I see now why you got the Viagra. Tiffany, Me, and her mother all before lunch, she laughed. David you are one hell of a guy.

We stopped off at the office and the girls met Beth. I looked over at Tiffany and commented that her scouting report was spreading all over town. She looked surprised when I told her what the girls had over heard while shopping. She stammered she was sorry; it’s just that I had to tell someone, but Jan should never have spread it around. I smiled and said it was all right no real harm done. The phone rang just then, Beth picked it up and looked at me saying it was Jo from the garage. I looked at her as I took the receiver and said HI.

Mr. Smith this Jo Kidman from Kidman’s Garage I was wondering if you could come back down here, I’d like to show you a few things if you don’t mind. I looked at my watch and said sure I guess so give me 30 minutes OK. I asked Beth if it was OK for me to use the jeep again, and she said to consider it mine while I was here. I told the girls I’d be back soon and went to drop off the food at the RV. As I drove past the office the women were having a gossip session and I guessed I was the

topic.

I pulled up to Kidman’s and saw only the office area lit up and walked up to the door. I found it locked and knocked, in a second Jo opened it dressed in a jump suit that left little to the imagination. She grabbed my hand and pulled me inside, closing and locking the door behind me. I looked at her knowing full well what she wanted asked what was it she needed to show me. She smiled and pulled on the zipper holding the jumpsuit closed. As the zipper parted revealing more of her body she explained that almanbahis giriş after hearing about Tiffany and me she got horny as hell and just had to have some of my cock for herself. As she said the last words she shrugged her shoulders ands the jumpsuit fell to the floor leaving her naked in front of me.

I stepped up to her put my lips to hers and kissed her at the same time caressing her lovely ass. Jo moaned as I continued to move my hands over her body touching her in all the right places. I reached up and cupped her firm breast, massaging it lightly. I then began to kiss my way down along Jo’s neck and collarbone, running my tongue in the valley between her breasts. My hands were busy stroking Jo’s breasts as I moved my lips down over the slopes of her breasts. Swirling my tongue around her nipple, I gently scraped my teeth along the sensitive bud. Jo gasped as I repeated the process again and again. I switched to the other nipple and started over again.

Jo’s slim, athletic body was toned and taut, I knelt between her knees as my tongue slowly passed along Jo’s stomach and abdomen exploring every nook and cranny along the way. Then, slowly, moved upwards along inner thighs and then lightly brushing over the lips of her pussy I leaned forward and slowly ran my tongue along the cleft dividing them. Jo screamed Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! At the precise moment my tongue touched her clit, her insides convulsed in a shattering orgasm.

Standing, I undid my belt and dropped my trousers. Jo looked me straight in the eye and said “Now”. I did as I was told, and reached forward with the head of my cock: I wanted to fuck, and so did she. I jammed my cock in, her moist cunt engulfing almost half my length on the first erotic thrust. With drawing till just the head of my cock was left inside her I jammed it back in, this time to the hilt of her very wet cunt. We fucked like animals

Jo was now gripping my neck as I fucked her hard with long fast strokes. I held her by the hips, in an attempt to get more of my cock further inside her with each thrust. I began grunting as I fucked this fantastic woman, and she responded with those delightful whimpering sounds a woman makes when you know she has surrendered her body to the invasion of her cunt. I pumped and pumped my cock into her, not wanting to stop. I then felt that familiar tingling in my balls and knew I was about to cum. I thrust in with three last pumps before the explosion hit Jo like a volcanic eruption deep inside her pussy. I came, and came, and came, until the huge load of cum started to seep from her pussy, and coat my cock shaft. Breathing hard I collapsed on top of Jo, kissing her hard on her lips and shoving my tongue in her willing mouth. She responded back entangling her tongue with mine in a deep passionate kiss. I rolled off of her running my hand over her naked body cupping her tits and starring in her eyes. We lay in each other’s arms for a while waiting for our senses to return to us.

After a few minutes of lying there I proceeded to get up and find my clothes. Jo lay there watching me; running her hands over her naked skin and said that Tiffany was right I was one hell of a great fuck, asking if there was any chance that we can go again before you leave town? I down looked at her smiling saying that I was planning to stay in town for a while; She smiled said she was glad, pulled a blanket over and asked me to lock the door as I left. I bent over her kissing her again and told her I would. Before I left and called Beth to see if they needed anything from town before I came back. She said no we are eating dinner do you want us to save you some? I thought back to Millie at the diner and told her that I would get something in town and would not be back for a few more hours then.

I walked out got in almanbahis the jeep and drove to the diner. Going in I found it crowded and took a seat in the back corner booth. I looked at the crowd and realized that it was entirely made up of women except for a few kids. I caught Millie’s eye and she came over bringing me a cup of coffee. I asked how long the crowd would last and told me not long now, there had been a school play and everyone comes in after one of those just to brag on their kids. I asked her if she still had that special desert for me. She glanced around and said that they closed in about an hour; if I could wait she was sure she could find some for me. I smiled at her and asked if she still had any of that meatloaf left. She smiled and was gone in a flash to return with a plate piled high. She bent over as she set it down so I could see down her blouse at her lace-covered tits smiling and whispered that men fucked better when well fed.

The diner closes on time and we head over to her house. She says her mom won’t be home for another hour, and not to worry she told her about this morning earlier. I look at her and she explained that when strange men came to town they usually fucked as much as they could. She smiled asking if that bothered me and I said no, what do your men folk have to say about it. We don’t tell them, she responded; tell me they aren’t fucking some young whore over there.

She gestured to the couch. Millie asked if wine was ok. She pours two glasses and sits down handing me one. She takes a few sips of hers and chitchats about life and the like since the men left for Iraq, as she finishes her wine she gets up and walks over to me, sitting down on my lap. I wonder if she notices the erection I have growing in my pants. She leans in and kisses me deeply, she pulls back looks at me smiles and kisses me again and holds it this time, wiggling her ass on my hardening cock. I slip my hand up one thigh and towards her chest. The other helps it take off her shirt I kiss down her neck and reach her lace-covered breasts, gently suckling each one though the lace of her bra and savoring smell of her perfume on her soft skin. Millie reaches behind her and unhooks the sexy piece of underclothing sliding it off her shoulders slowly exposing her succulent mounds of flesh. I wrap my lips around her nipple enjoying the sound they make as they pop free

She puts a finger on my lips she slithers to the floor, taking my pants and boxers with her. She smiles up at me from behind my stiff dick and licks her lips I close my eyes and feel the warmth of her mouth surrounding my erection and I moan as her tongue flits across the head and her lips massage the shaft. Millie pulls me up and then pushes me onto the sofa, my erection sitting tall on my lap. She swings her leg over mine, guiding my stiff cock into her pussy clenching around it, her tits pressing into my chest as she begins to ride my dick. I hold her warm body tight against mine loving the feel of her nipples as they rub against my chest as she’s working her cunt up and down my cocksfoot and tight at the same time, hot and wet, wrapping around me like a second skin. Millie began rocking gently back and forth, as slow as ocean waves, and then gradually grew faster and faster, bearing down hard I reached up and played her breasts, but her eyes were closed and it was like I wasn’t there at all. Miliie fucked me, harder and harder as she grew more excited. I felt myself reach the boiling point. Spurt after spurt erupted from deep in my body and her cunt drank it all up eagerly. At the same time, I felt a second orgasm wrack her body.

I catch my breathe the tell her I really hate to leave but I told Beth I’d have the jeep back shortly. That was 3 hours ago; I’m in town for a while; can we get together another time. She smiled and said she was looking forward to it. As I neared the door it opened and I looked into the eyes of the pharmacist from the drug store. She smiled and asked if her baby took good care of me. I smiled said she sure did and I reached up a squeezed her tits as I walked out the door.

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This may not be the best erotic story out there, but it is totally true and actually happened to me. Only the name of girl has been changed.

*

While I was serving as a Platoon SGT in a TOW Missile Company during my time in the U.S. Army Infantry, I attended a week-long class to train to a new computer system the Army was rolling out. The objective was to make me an expert so I could go back and train the rest of the company. The class was boring as most Army classes are, but they had one thing that we never have in the Infantry, girls. Lots of beautiful, physically-fit girls!

At the time I had about 16 years of service so I was probably 34 years old, but I still looked about 18 and was in absolute perfect shape; 6’2″ tall, 200 pounds with a 28 inch waist. Try being a Platoon SGT in an Infantry Co when you look like you just graduated basic, not an easy task. However, one Combat Medic out of Hawai’i seemed to appreciate my boyish good looks and lean, muscular frame.

Her name was Specialist Kealoha. Her first name was Keilana, but she preferred to be called Keki. I don’t know what her height and weight were, but she was absolutely beautiful. Being a combat medic in the Army will keep you in shape, but she was also an avid surfer, paddle boarder, hiker, and moto-cross rider so she was in top-notch athletic shape. She was about a head shorter than me with perfectly shaped firm, natural C-cup breasts. Her cute little waist, accented by sculpted abs, gently curved into her perfect Hawai’ian hips and ass. Her legs were muscular, yet feminine. In uniform, her long brown hair was always kept packed neatly in the donut-looking knot they apparently teach all women to tie in basic training, but when she was out of uniform, it cascaded gracefully down past the middle of her back, and framed her tanned face, large brown almond shaped eyes, and beautifully full lips nicely. And for some reason after our first scheduled break on day 1, she traded seats so she could sit next to me.

We talked a lot and found out we had plenty in common, especially our love for the ocean. She told me she didn’t know too many main-landers who could appreciate the ocean the way I did. I found out she had just turned 21 about a week before the class so I figured as soon as she found out how old I was, her interest in me would be gone. But to my surprise, she loved that I was older and admitted that she thought it was a turn-on.

Now civilians may not know this, but a Platoon SGT’s rank is E7 and a Specialist’s rank is E4. Even if you aren’t stationed on the same continent, any kind of relationship between these almanbahis giriş ranks is forbidden and I, as the senior rank, would face the most punishment if busted. So despite how hot she was, and what she thought of me, I decided I would keep our relationship friendly and professional. That means I would never allow myself to be alone with her.

I did a pretty good job of keeping it professional too, which wasn’t easy because she was constantly caressing my inner-thigh under the table during class. She would gradually ease her hand closer and closer to my groin until my cock ached from being constrained by my ACU trousers. When she casually brushed the back of her hand against my swollen member I actually split a seam as it desperately attempted to break free from its confined space. Later I had to laugh it off with a comment about the quality of uniforms manufactured by the lowest bidder. Still, I could see the look of pride on her face when she realized what she had done to me.

I always declined invitations from her to go out to a club or bar unless she assured me there were others going with us. Then, on the night before the last day of class she called me and asked me to drive her to the Class Six (convenience/liquor store) because she had been drinking and she didn’t want to risk getting stopped on post. It seemed like an emergency and the last thing a responsible Platoon SGT would do is allow a junior enlisted soldier to drive drunk. I was obligated to help her out.

I picked her up in the parking lot of the transient housing we were staying in and started the drive across post to the Class Six. She went through my CD collection and inserted a “Dance-Hall” reggae compilation CD I had picked up in Belize a few years back. “I just love this music”, she moaned. “It always makes me horny.”

“Yeah, I really like it too. That’s why I bought it.” I replied.

The rest of the way to the Class Six I was aroused by the sight and sounds of her erotically chair dancing to Sean Paul and Rihanna. Ohhhhh, the way she moved and rhythmically caressed her tight body, touching herself through her jeans, and pushing her breasts together so they were almost falling out of her deep V-neck T-shirt. Holy shit! She’s not even wearing a bra! I wanted to pull over and take her right there while Sean Paul and Rihanna encouraged us, but as I said, I am a professional.

Inside the Class Six she casually walked around as if she didn’t know what she was there for. She grabbed a white SoBe drink from the fridge and a toothbrush and asked me to carry them while she looked through fashion almanbahis yeni giriş magazines, occasionally asking me if I wanted to fuck whatever girl was being featured. “No, I want to fuck the hell out of you.” was what I wanted to tell her but instead, “No, not particularly. Let’s get you back to your room. You’re drunk.” was what I actually said.

The ride home was just as arousing as the ride there. Even more so because now she was trying to get me in on the fun by caressing my body and kissing my neck and ear. With as much self-control as I could muster, I gently brushed her away.

“Stop the car. Please stop the car.” she requested urgently. Afraid she was about to puke in my recently restored 1969 442, I quickly obliged.

When we stopped however, she didn’t get out. She turned down the radio and twisted in the passenger seat so she could face me better.

“SGT Cutlass, don’t you like me?”

“Of course I like you, Keki. Why would you ask that?”

“I mean, don’t you find me attractive? I figured they way you let me play with you in class, you would have tried something with me by now.”

“Oh, I think you are very hot. And I would love nothing more than to fuck you…”

“Hold on,” she interrupted before I could finish what I wanted to say. “I didn’t say I wanted to fuck you, at least not yet. But I do think you are totally hot and I really want to fool around with you, even get naked with you.” She continued, “I wish you could come back to Hawai’i with me. You would so love it, and then we could be together all the time.”

“I can’t be with you. You’re a Specialist and I’m a Sergeant First Class. It’s against Regs.”

“So. I’m in the Hawai’i National Guard. It’s not like it’s the real Army.”

“Well I am in the real Army, and they keep pushing me to become a Drill Sergeant, plus I have an offer to go the Department of Army HQ to help design the new PT program. No matter what, I probably won’t be going to Hawai’i anytime soon. A relationship with you would destroy my career, but I am very glad to have been in class with you. I was happy, but a little shocked when you came and sat by me after the break on the first day.”

“SGT Cutlass, can I ask you another favor?”

“Sure, that’s what I’m good for.”

“Would you let me kiss you? Just once before we go? It will only be a kiss, I promise. Nothing more.”

“I should say no, but I really want to say yes. If it is only a kiss, then I guess it would be fine, but we should probably do it here, away from the barracks and the school.”

I couldn’t believe I agreed. We both moved almanbahis closer so we could hug and put our arms around each other. As our faces moved closer together, I could smell the baby-powder freshness of her skin. Her hair smelled like the tropical paradise she called home. “I can’t believe I am about to kiss probably the hottest girl in the Army.” I thought it to myself, but my body must have been trembling because she backed up just a little and gently held my shoulders.

“Hey, relax. It’s just a kiss. I won’t tell anyone about this.”

“I know, it’s just…” Our noses touched, instinctively we both tilted our heads and then I felt and tasted her soft, sweet lips. Lips that I had no business tasting were now slightly parting, inviting my tongue inside. I obliged, and was rewarded with the soft touch of her tongue against mine. As we kissed I imagined my cock inside her mouth, being caressed by her tongue. I next imagined myself positioned between her tanned and toned legs, entering her as I sucked on her perfect breasts. Breasts that were currently barely being contained by her shirt. I was so hard. My throbbing dick was trying to free itself from my 501s. I casually reached down to adjust, but she noticed and decided to lend a hand.

She slid her hand under the waistband of my jeans and expertly maneuvered my cock so that the majority of it was poking out the top of my jeans, but still concealed by my T-shirt. We paused our kissing so she could lick the pre-cum from her fingers. “Oh you taste so good,” she moaned.

We were about to resume, when I came to my senses. “We need to stop. I want to go on, but we really need to stop.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I want this just as much as you, probably more. But even if it wasn’t wrong because of our rank, it’s wrong here on the side of the road, on post.”

“As long as you’re not mad at me. You know, you are a really good kisser.”

“I’m not mad, and yeah, I’ve been told that before; about my kissing.”

We settled back into our seats and I started the car. We drove back to the barracks in an awkward silence while my mind was reeling from what just happened. My cock was not too happy about being left unfulfilled.

“Let’s just hug again real quick before we get out,” she suggested as I parked my Oldsmobile. “I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble.”

We hugged again and it felt so good. I wanted to sit and smell her hair for hours, but we couldn’t risk it. Just another quick kiss, and then goodnight.

“Thanks for the ride. You really saved me.” She said as she opened the door.

“No problem at all. I am glad I could help. Goodnight, see you tomorrow!”

“Goodnight. See ya.”

As I watched her walk away and go through the double doors of her building I only had one thing on my mind, “How am I going to take care of this erection?”

Continued in Part II.

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So, I work with this really cute guy right? He’s funny and makes me feel good. I guess he has a girlfriend who doesn’t know how to treat him right. Ah, if only he would hook up with me. I would show him the attention he deserves. But, I won’t tell him this. He has enough on his mind with whatever it is that is bothering him.

But man. The sexual tension between us. I mean, he just smiles at me and I get all tingly. I absolutely LOVE flirting with him. I am glad we are becoming friends. Troy seems like a really nice guy and could use someone like me in his life to lean on if he needs to. Or to use in other ways if he wants to. You know. Friends with benefits. No strings. That kinda’ thing.

So one night I get a hug from him and man, I just don’t wanna let him go. Not only because of who he is, but because of what he is. That hug felt so nice. It has been a really, really long time.

And then one night, I get a real shock. He asks me if I wanna get together with him and of course I tell him ABSOLUTELY! So, we decide that the best thing to do is check into a hotel, if only for a little while.

So we met at the hotel. I let him go in and get a room. Troy gets a room with one of those whirlpool tubs. He comes out to the parking lot to get me. All of a sudden I feel like a virgin on her very first “meaningful date”. He grabbed my hand and walked me to the room. His hand felt so nice in mine. Like it was made for mine and I get a little shiver.

“What’s wrong?” he asked me.

“Nothing is wrong. I, I’m just feeling a little nervous now that this is happening. That’s all.”

“Well, don’t be nervous. Just be yourself. That’s the way I like you.” So of course I blush.

Troy opened the door and led me inside. After he closed the door, he went to the tub first thing and begans to fill it with warm water. Well, my turn to surprise him. I have brought my little “magic kit”. I picked out nice musky smelling crystals to put in the water. I placed candles around the outside of the tub and lit them. He raised an eyebrow at me, but he didn’t say a word. I just gave him a wicked little grin.

Then I stood up and turned to face him completely. I closed the gap between us and helped him out of his coat. Then I cupped his face in my hands and pulled him toward me and gently caressed his lips with mine. He tried to deepen the kiss, but I pulled back. Teasing is half the fun.

Then I took a step closer to him and put my arms around his neck, pressing my body to his. And that is when he wrapped his arms around me, squeezed me to him and lowered his head to mine. His face was a mere breath away from mine. I licked his lips then and he kissed me. Suddenly, his tongue was inside my mouth searching for mine. I gladly met his tongue with my own. So hungry for his touch and his kiss, I barely controlled myself and kept the kiss from getting too deep yet. I swirled my tongue around his, sucking on the tip of it.

Then I couldn’t control almanbahis adres myself anymore. I wanted his tongue as deep in my mouth as I could get it. We kissed hungrily. I loved the way his arms felt around me. As I said, it has been way too long since I have been held like this.

Suddenly, I break free. Breathless, I pulled Troy’s shirt over his head. And since I couldn’t help myself, I tongued his left nipple and nipped at it with my teeth. Then I did the same to the right. He gave a little moan. I stepped back to him and did the same to his earlobe. Then, with my tongue and teeth, I trailed little kisses down his neck. Biting a little harder with each nibble. He moaned again. His hands reached around, rubbing my back.

I am back to his nipples, paying special attention to the little hard peaks. Then I go lower. Kissing and licking and nibbling as I go. Next thing I know, I am kneeling before him. I swirled my tongue around and then in his belly button while I unbuttoned his jeans.

Troy grew still with anticipation. I finished unzipping his jeans and helping him step out of them while teasing his bellybutton again. Then I reached into the waistband of his boxer and ever so slooooowly, I pulled them down too. Wow, his hardening cock just popped out in front of my face. I nuzzle it. But I have to control myself. The almost forgotten tub is almost full enough.

I stood up and he kissed me deeply. Then he helped me out of my shirt, and reached around me while kissing me again, to unhook my bra. Then he paid as much attention to my nipples as I did his. It was my time to moan. Then he started kissing my neck as he unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. He shoved them down over my hips and helped me step out of them. His eyebrows raised. My bra was black and silky, but my panties were black and lacy too. Then he knelt down and helped me out of my panties and it was his turn to nuzzle against me, but he also squeezed my butt cheeks causing me to groan.

Then Troy stood up, took my hand, and led me to the tub. He checked the temperature and turned off the water. He helped me into the tub then turned on the jets. As the water started swirling around me, he joined me in the tub. As he stepped into the tub in front of me, I ran my hands up his thighs and reach around to squeeze his butt. His hardening cock jumped in front of me. I couldn’t help myself. I licked the head of his cock, making it jump more. Then I let him sit in the tub. He knelt in between my legs, pushing me against the side of the tub.

Water swirling, bubbles moving, the scent of musk everywhere. He leaned in to kiss me again. I cupped water in my hands and drizzled it over his shoulders. Then he sat back and did the same to me. We then “washed” each other. Rubbing hands over each other. Touching everywhere. He ran his hands over my breasts, pinching my nipples as he went. And as he reached between my legs, I reached between his. As I teased and lightly almanbahis yeni giriş squeezed his balls, he slid a finger inside my folds and I shuddered with anticipation. As I wrapped my hands around the shaft of his cock, he fingered my clit.

“Oh, Troy.” I said breathlessly. Then he slid his tongue back in my mouth and kissed me and as he did so, he slid his fingers into my wet pussy.

I moaned against his mouth as he worked his fingers in and out of my slit. I worked his cock in my hand and he returned the moan. We kept kissing and he kept working me and I kept working him until I shuddered with an orgasm and he came all over my breasts.

As we caught our breath and he washed the cum off my breasts gently pinching my nipples as he did so, causing me to shudder again. Then he helped me out of the tub and dry off.

After we are dry, I gave him another wicked grin and look into his eyes and I tell him, “I have another surprise for you.”

“Oh really?” he said with an evil little smile of his own.

“Oh yeah.” Then I walked over to the bed and pulled the covers back. I found my “magic” bag and pulled out some oils. Troy watched me with those hungry eyes of his.

“Come on and lay down on your stomach. I’m going to give you that massage I promised you.” He obligingly laid down. I took some musky smelling oil and began to rub his shoulders.

I worked the kinks out of his shoulders and massaged his neck as well. And when I started on his back, he let out a sigh. I worked my way down his back and stopped at his waist. Then I started at his feet and worked my way back up his legs. I massaged the back and sides of his legs until I came to his butt. And of course, again, I couldn’t help myself and I laid a kiss on each of his cheeks before I massaged them. I rubbed the skin between his legs careful not to touch his sack but getting as close as I could.

“Now, turn over”, my voice was husky with lust. He did as I directed. I started with his right arm and massaged it, then did the same to the left. I leaned down and kissed his neck several times with a nip here and a nibble there. I started massaging his chest, tweaking his nipples as I went. Massaged across his stomach and down until I got to his waist again.

I turned to face his feet while on my knees. I started massaging his feet and while I did, he started to rub my pussy. By the time I got to his knees, Troy slid a finger inside my swollen labia and found my clit. I could barely concentrate by now.

I worked my way up his thighs and as he slid his a couple fingers inside my slick pussy, I reached down and took his balls in my mouth. This caused Troy to moan and writhe. His fingers were getting wetter with my juices and the pre-cum started to flow from his hardening cock. Quickly, I pushed myself off the bed. Wow, did that startle him.

“I have another surprise.” I said. I reached into the bag and pulled out some silk ropes. almanbahis First, I tied his hands to each of the posts on the headboard. Then, I made him spread his legs so I could tie them to the legs of the bed.

Mmmmmmm. There he lay, spread-eagled before me, his hard cock in all its glory like a sacrifice to the sex gods! Wow. I knelt back on the bed and crawled up the headboard so that my breasts were hanging over his mouth. I lowered my breast so he could suck the nipple. Then I did the same with the other one.

Then I shifted so I could kiss him. I licked his lips. First the outside, then the inside. I stuck my tongue in his mouth and kissed him deeply. I then trailed kisses down his neck, down his chest, lower, until I reached that glorious cock. I knelt between his legs and lay down. I swirled my tongue around the mushroomed head of his cock, and then I took him inside. I went down on him, taking him deep in my throat, swallowing him down as I went. I proceeded to suck him until he was straining against the ropes he was tied with.

When I stopped sucking on him, Troy let out a little sigh of disappointment until he saw that I was moving so that my wet pussy was over that cock of his. I lowered myself to that I was just moving my slit up and down over the head. Then I reached down and guided myself over him and down on him. I started moving my hips back and forth and Troy put his head back exposing his neck. Of course, I had to lean down and bite him. He strained against his ropes all the more.

I sat up and began rocking on the wondrous cock that impaled me. “Untie me.” he begged.

“No way.” I said just above a whisper.

“Come on. At least one hand so I can squeeze your breasts.”

“I can do that for you.” So I reached up and squeezed my breasts together as I continued to rock on him. I played with the nipples like he would have done. “Oh man,” he moaned. “Ok then, just untie my right hand so I can play with your clit.”

So I leaned over him and he took a dangling breast in his mouth (as much as he could anyway). I untied his hand and sat up and proceeded to rock on his cock.

He reached down and started to play with my clit. Squeezing it and rubbing it and that made me move even more. Up and down, back and forth. Before long, he was thrusting with me as much as he could while being tied.

“Oh Troy, I’m gonna’ cum.” Faster and harder I moved as he continued to stroke my clit. “Oh, Oh, here goes.” My pussy clamped down on his cock as I spasmed into orgasm. I tried to keep rocking because I knew he wasn’t far behind me. Then he grabbed the bed sheets and let out a yell as he came inside me while I continued to squeeze around him, milking all I could get out of his cock.

After, I fell against his chest and reached up to kiss him. I untied his other arm and collapsed on the bed. I lay beside him with my head on his chest. “I’ll untie you in a few minutes, but I can’t move right now. Wow.”

“Yeah, wow.” he chuckled. After I gained enough strength to untie his legs, I pulled the covers up over us and we cuddled.

“Mmmmmmm isn’t it nice to be friends with benefits?” I asked sleepily.

“Oh yeah.” he said as he wrapped his arms around me and we fell asleep.

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VI

“Yes ma’am, I want you, I need you, I want to please you before you allow me to come deep inside your wonderful places.”

Even Janet was stunned at his response, he was either playing the game with alacrity, or he was totally in her control. She wanted to see how far she could make him go before this night was through. She knew that she wanted to feel bruised and battered sexually, and that tomorrow a cuddle would hopefully be the most they could manage, but for tonight, she wanted the excesses of every kind of sex they could imagine. She didn’t want love tonight, though she knew they both loved each other dearly, she wanted fucking, she wanted penetrating, she wanted that sure sharp feeling of buoyancy that only orgasm after orgasm could give to her.

She walked into the bathroom, and heard him following her. The last light of the candles spilled into the corners of the room, their flame almost dying, and she knew what she wanted. She filled her glass halfway, and swiftly downed the contents. The liquid cleared her mouth, bringing it alive, and she turned to see him standing by the door. Refilling her glass, settling the bottle down onto the work top, she took another mouthful of the sweet wine. Beckoning him across, she stepped behind him, lifting the glass to his lips and making him drain the last of the wine down. She ran her hands over his sides, his back, and his flanks after placing the glass by the bottle. She noted he was still semi-erect, which pleased her.

Grabbing a towel she roughly bound his hands together with just a slipknot. As he struggled, the knot slipped away, so she slapped him hard across his buttocks with the back of her hand, telling him to be perfectly still, that she wasn’t going to hurt him. She stifled a laugh, how many times had he said that to her in the past! She tied the towel again, pleased that he trusted her enough not to try and force it apart. She ran some warm water onto a flannel, and, kneeling before him, proceeded to wash every part of his cock clean carefully peeling the hood back from his glans. Four times she repeated this, till she was convinced he was totally clean of all but his own muskiness. She stepped lightly across the floor to the vanity bowl, and started to run the cold tap.

She quickly began to clean her teeth, watching him in the mirror, his back silhouetted against the candle light in the corner. He moved once, to turn towards her, but she snapped at him to stay where he was, adding that he could move his feet if he was getting stiff. Again, she suppressed a giggle. After cleaning her teeth, she smeared a tiny amount of the white paste on her tongue, rubbing it into the roof of her mouth. She had once read of this as an aid, and was eager to try it out on him. She stepped back in front of him, holding another flannel, heavy with warm water, and fixing him in the eye, proceeded to wash every inch of her smooth crotch. In front of him like that, she watched his prick as it began to twitch.

When she was satisfied with the effect on him, she towelled herself dry lightly, dropping it to the floor. She knelt down on the soft white cotton, and held his flanks with her hands. All the time her eyes never left his, and she formed her mouth into a perfect large “O.”

She let her mouth encircle his glans, but without touching it at all, breathing so that the air flowed across this most sensitive area of his. He groaned slightly, and she closed her lips halfway down his shaft, holding him inside her mouth, but not touching any other part of it. Then she flicked her tongue twice across the exposed end, smiling inwardly as she felt him respond to this treatment.

Suddenly she clamped her mouth tight around him, drawing up the length of his shaft, slipping one hand to the now smooth base of his member, till only his head was enveloped in her moist mouth.

She ran her tongue round and round the head, watching him tremble before her, and tasting just a trickle of pre-cum from him. The mint cooled the end of his prick, and he gasped as the tang suddenly registered within him. The sharp edge contrasted so smoothly with her heat and wetness, making him feel so much harder than he ever had before. She began to rock backwards and forwards on her heels, never losing his stare, never moving so much as one inch of her body, just rocking her weight forwards, backwards, forwards again. She knew that at this moment, if she so much as flexed one abdominal muscle, she would most likely bring herself off, but she wanted this moment to be for John. Her hands still held the tops of his thighs, trying to keep him perfectly still.

The moment he fell prey to his own desires within him, and forced himself forward, thrusting into her mouth, she popped him from her mouth, and stood up straight before him. “I never told you to move darling, this is about what I want to do to you, not what you want to do to me!” she chided. She kissed him full on the mouth, catching him unawares, the fresh mint taste mixed with his scent, contrasting with the remnants of wine almanbahis yeni giriş in his mouth.

She pressed her body onto his, trapping his erectness between their bellies, gently rolling from side to side on him, knowing that the friction would be agony for him, almost on the verge of coming. She stepped away again, and roughly pulled the towel from his wrists behind him. As he stood, perplexed, rubbing his wrists, she walked from the bathroom, slapping him hard across the arse with one corner of the towel, telling him to follow her. She had something she wanted him to do and something she needed to feel, for herself, and for him.

Once in the bedroom, she replaced the now filled cassette in the video, hushing his protests, saying that when they were both too tired tomorrow, the least they could do would be to bring up the portable television from the dining room, and lay in bed, watching themselves. Kneeling at the head of the bed, Janet washed the dildo carefully with the flannel and now-cold water from under the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her, but every time he made to speak, she silenced him with a kiss. Once she was sure it was clean and fresh, she whispered to him that she wanted him to fuck her with the new toy. She made him tie her wrists to the bedhead as she gripped the iron railing. He strapped her wrists, then gently tied her to the railing, allowing her freedom to move her hands, but not much leeway to stop any chance of untying the bonds on her own. As she knelt, facing the wall, she began to ache for him and his touch. She spread her knees apart, telling him to place a pillow there between her legs. She realised that this was a risk, now that she was bound, she could fall prey to anything he wished himself, but she was banking on him doing her bidding, following her instructions.

Telling him to massage her with oils, she writhed against his palms as they caressed and covered every inch of her arse, her thighs, her belly, and her sex. Occasionally he would part her lips and allow his finger just the lightest trail along the slit, but never lingering. Each time he renewed the oils on his hands, he would reach round and kiss her. It surprised him when she asked for the blindfold, but she knew what she wanted. It came close, she had almost begged for it, but she kept the note of pleading from her voice. Beginning to be excited by his attentions and her own fantasy, pleasure roamed into every corner and crevice of her trapped body.

The soft cloth wrapped her in a cocoon of darkness and secrecy, all she could hear was her heart, her blood pounding, his breathing, and the swish of his hands against her expectant skin. He cheekily dipped a finger inside her now, just teasingly, before removing it and carrying on. She felt urges of want, lust and desire as he leant round to kiss her, his hardness pressing into her bottom cheeks as he did so. She felt the desire to beg him to fuck her there and then, but remembered her fantasy. Shaking inside, she calmed her voice, telling him to get the dildo.

He began to rub the length of it along her sex, from her clit up to the base of her spine and then back again. She raised herself, telling him to stand it proud and erect on the pillow, and to make sure it stood there on its’ own. As he held it there, she made him guide her, with his free hand splaying her vaginal opening apart to accept the bulbous head inside her. She felt it nudge against her there, rubbing through his fingers, parting her wider and wider. Her cunt seemed smaller, too small to accept it, and she bit her lip as she forced herself onto the girth and down so that it began to slide into her.

She moaned softly as it began to travel up, almost towards her womb, stopping halfway, to rise up and then travel down upon it again. Stars burst behind the blindfold, as her senses reeled and she forgot that it was a phallus, suddenly it had become a hot throbbing monster inside her, real, flesh and blood, and living.

She began to ride it hard, gripping the rail for dear life as the feelings mounted in her. Sweat trickled from her, pouring from her neck to run down the valley of her jiggling bosom, the nipples erect and aching to be touched. “Oh God, touch me” she begged, not caring now if she held John in her power. His hands snaked around the sides of her chest to cup each breast in their hold, before his fingers spread to cover their whole being.

He pressed them back onto her, squashing the mounds of flesh almost flat. Her nipples poked through his open fingers, and he tightened them to pinch and hold them still. Small stabs of fire played through her whole body as the pleasurable pain began to join with the pounding deep inside her. One hand slipped away, to wander down her belly, to run through the valley of her groin and tease her clit. She shuddered, forcing herself to stop. “No, not that, not yet John.”

The hand obediently slid away, to roll over her flank, and knead the flesh of her bum, pulled taut by her posture. And then it left almanbahis giriş her. She stayed there, not daring to move, letting the climactic peak subside before she scaled that height again to fall over the precipice. Suddenly her groin felt on fire, as tremors began to pulse through her. She smiled away from him, knowing he had turned the motor on. He alternated between a soft whisper and almost full power, seeming to know just when she would run away with her orgasm. The sweat still poured from her, her hair began to feel plastered, and she licked her lips to enjoy the salty tang, using it to divert her attention from the pulsing throbbing prick inside her. All too soon, it seemed, she knew she could hold back no more.

She moaned “Yes, yes, yes,” time and time again.

John slammed the control onto full power, and held her nipples in a pinch, pulling them as far as he dared, stretching her breasts out in front of her. She didn’t know if it was the pain, or the pleasure, but she took all gratefully, and felt herself falling. She cried real tears behind the blindfold as she was engulfed in a sea of pleasure, the force of it so hard that she felt blinded by an immense white light in her mind. Tremor after tremor, shock after shock shook her body, all her nerves were no longer under her control as she let herself go and ignore any sense of real time or real worlds. She slipped into a pleasure dome of their own making, and screamed as stabs of fire shot into her body from all angles.

When she came to, her head was on her hands. She shook her head, trying to fathom out where she was. The blindfold held her in suspense, till slowly she felt the girth of the monster buried deep inside her, the motor now an almost imperceptible, silent whisper. John’s hands held her waist, stroking her, calming her. Mini orgasms were still raging through her belly, like occasional starbursts inside her midriff. The realisation sank in that he hadn’t done anything, hadn’t taken advantage of her in her position.

She felt as if she had been asleep, but the lapse may have been only momentary. She raised herself up, till the ties on her wrist cut into her, the sharp pain forcing her mind to focus. The tip of the monster in her twitched just inside her opening, tickling her labia, juices flowing from her. She blushed as she wondered how much she had come, and wondered if they could both take anymore.

His hardness pressing into her back, nestled between the cheeks of her arse convinced her there was more yet that they could do. “More oil” she rasped, her voice sounding throaty and husky as she realised how dry her mouth had become. It seemed almost ludicrous, her groin awash with juices and her mouth dry as parchment. He began to pour oil onto his hand, when she ordered him to give her wine. She felt his weight shift and his knob slip across her oiled globes as he reached for the glass.

She sipped first, as he offered the glass to her lips, moistening the inside of her mouth, before taking a welcome mouthful and greedily swallowing it down. When she had quenched her thirst and fully wetted her mouth, still straddling the burrowing monster, she told him to carry on.

To stop her legs aching, she occasionally raised and lowered herself, flexing the muscles. His hands roamed her body, rubbing the oil into her skin, supple and smooth. All her tensions eased from her as he carried on, brushing her nipples, his lips kissing the back of her neck, nibbling at her ears, till her breath began to get shorter and shorter, finding herself pounding down onto the dildo.

She caught herself, forcing the pace to slow, yet enjoying his attentions. She imagined herself astride him, his body the pillow below her, the pulsing member inside her his prick. As she did this, she flashed suddenly to realising what he had felt like when she had tricked him earlier with the wig and the tape. Trickles of electric tingles rolled through her sex as a mini orgasm reared its’ head and flitted from point to point inside her. She let herself be carried along the train of thought. VII

Shifting her balance, she pressed back onto him, pressing the valley of her globes onto his swollen shaft, the oil letting his hairlessness slip up and down her cleft. She rolled her imagination onto the runway, and it took flight. She felt John’s hand s on her body, felt his cock against her arse cheeks, yet all the while some mystery stranger was between her legs, and she was impaled on him.

The picture presented in her mind thrilled her beyond belief. It had once been an idle fantasy, one she thought long forgotten till it suddenly sprung in her mind. Here she was, a slave, tied to a shackle, stripped naked, and being used for two men’s’ pleasure, unable to escape. Her breath became ragged as John appeared to read her mind and her body’s needs. His hands carried on over her body, rubbing, twisting, pinching, and occasionally wandering far enough to playfully nip and tease her swollen lips wrapped around the prick inside her.

Suddenly she almanbahis yeni giriş was no longer Janet, she was not tied in her bedroom, and she was in a stable. The two stable lads had caught her watching them working in the hayloft, stripped to the waist, young muscular torsos glistening in the oil lamp, sweat laying a sheen across their bodies. She had been so engrossed in watching one of them (John she decided quickly) that she had not noticed the other creep up behind her and catch her in his arms. He always remained faceless, no matter how hard she tried to “see” him, so she gave up and indulged in the erotic play unfolding inside her.

They had dragged her onto the floor, the loose hay cushioning her fall, and each taking it in turn to undress her, soon had her standing, pleading, naked. The smell of horses threw an image of a stallion, his engorged prick dangling down, and her on all fours. She blushed at the thought and drove it from her mind, shocked at even such a picture, and concentrated on the stable boys. One had lashed her hands to a ring on the wall with a set of reins, the leather strapping moulding to her wrists as she struggled.

Both boys then grinned, and each side of her stripped naked, rubbing their young rampant cocks to hardness in her face, forcing her to kiss their salty tips and lick them in turn. The length of the reins holding her was long enough to let the faceless boy wriggle in front of her, slipping and sliding his way between her protestations and tight thighs. She pictured herself milky white, contrasting against their tanned bodies. She softly murmured as she pictured John behind her, holding her, forcing her legs apart, rubbing horse oils into her young nubile body, all over her nether regions, setting her groin on fire. In her mind the pulsing member inside her, on which she now rode with renewed vigour, was the faceless boy’s own. Impaling herself on it, she drove down with force. She screamed as she pushed herself down on the shaft, to slap her lips against the heavy balls at the base, all the while picturing the body beneath her glowing and thrusting in time with hers. Behind her she felt John’s hands holding her, crushing her breasts, pulsing sparks of desire through her every vein to be filled by him. She screamed his name, shouting at him to fuck her, to fill her.

John’s cock was now so hard, having been clenched and teased by the cleft of her arse. He lifted her arse gently into the air, thinking she wanted him inside her, twinned with the dildo, to stretch her to capacity. But as his glans slid down to her filled vagina, it rubbed across the tight puckered ring of her arse, and the groan she let out filled him with an urge and a desire to take her there. Her whimpers and sighs as she played out the film in her minds’ eye only drove him on to want her there. She responded to his accidental brush by pushing back against him, almost holding him with the muscles in her cleft against the forbidden opening. He grunted, almost unable to take his eyes from her body. Her head was forced back, the bound wrists forcing her arms into a delta “V,” with her breasts risen and trapped between them. Her whole body seemed to glisten in the light with more than sweat and oil, it was screaming at him from every pore to put her out of her torment and make her come.

He groaned as she stopped hammering her body onto the dildo, and held herself against his glans, the puckered star opening slowly of its’ own accord against him. The dildo was still inside her. In her mind, the stable boy below her was still and panting. Behind her, John was pausing wondering what to do. As an innocent young girl, she let her lust overcome any worries of any consequences, and began to slowly push down as both bodies around her froze. The head of his shaft was swallowed inside her, the ring holding him tight just below the head. The feeling was incredible, here she was, at their mercy, one prick inside her cunt, the other inched into her arse. The thin wall between the two seemed a shimmering haze, as she let herself down, feeling the stretching begin. The two shafts rubbed against each other through the membrane, pouring pure silver through her soul, shimmering and boiling. Nothing on earth could now stop her from doing what she had never thought possible. She licked her lips in anticipation, taking the salty sweat in to her drying mouth as she forced herself down, down, down.

The amazing feeling of warmth and tightness filled John with wonder as he watched Janet’s back, slipping down onto his pole. He lowered himself as far as he could while kneeling, until the cheeks of her arse settled onto his thighs. She let out a long slow groan as she became filled to the hilt from behind. “Oh God, I want more” she wailed. John was puzzled, what more could she have, until he realised that she was not fully down on the phallus because of his knees. He tenderly reached around her, careful not to shift his weight, and pushed upwards with his fingers under the base of the pulsing phallus. He felt it himself, edging up along his own shaft, the two separated by the thinnest of walls, till at last the two plastic bollocks pressed against her outer lips and clit. He slowly pressed up himself, forcing her to raise her bottom, and he scrunched the pillow below the dildo to hold it in its’ new place.

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