Artistic Freedom

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Artistic FreedomHello! This one goes out to all the arts majors 🙂 Enjoy!Tags: university student, exhibitionism, voyeurism, masturbationArtistic Freedom”A private session? Private, as in–“”One-on-one,” Professor Williams said, leading the way into the university’s atelier-and-drawing-studio multipurpose room. It was somewhat hidden in the back, behind many corridors and rooms full of workbenches, supply shelves and closets, arts projects, sculptures, busts, installations and paintings stacked upon paintings. Normally the halls were full of activity, but it was Friday evening just after 10 and everyone except Professor Williams seemed to have gone home already.Well, everyone except Professor Williams and her favorite student. “Alice is a double major, has applied to be my research assistant and interns for an artist featured at the modern arts museum on the side. She politely asked me if she could have you for a more engaging and experimental private session, for a project to do with her internship and her thesis.” She glanced over her shoulder at me. “I told her you probably wouldn’t mind. You will be paid extra, of course, because of the unusual hour and the spontaneity of it all.””It’s not, uh… I mean, thank you.” I didn’t want her to think I was greedy. Really, sitting around naked or half-naked for an hour or two and being ogled by a couple of (mostly female) arts majors wasn’t hard work in comparison to, say, working at a warehouse. The university already paid more than fairly as it was. “It’s just unusual, isn’t it? The one-on-one thing, I mean?” I was used to more than twenty pairs of eyes staring at me over the brims of canvasses. I tried to figure out which one of them might have been this Alice chick who had picked me out of all the possible male models for her special little project.”Well, her parents are generous donors to this school,” the professor said and threw me a meaningful glance which then softened a bit. “And also very demanding of their daughter, I must say. Very demanding. I have to admit, I have a bit of a soft spot for Alice. She is perfectly affable, clever and unbelievably disciplined for a nineteen-year-old but hopelessly overworked, and she needs all the help and support she can get. I thought I might help her out this once. You really don’t mind I volunteered you, do you, Mr Morrison?””Not at all,” I shook my head. “What does this ‘engaging and experimental session’ entail, exactly?””She can tell you personally,” Professor Williams said with a smile and opened the door to the studio, gesturing for me to go in.***I was standing on the little oval pedestal, an empty wooden chair next to me. Seven spotlights were pointed right at me, making my skin prickle with warmth and sweat and blinding me from all sides.The artist lurked in the darkness behind them. She hadn’t shown her face, merely called out from a little side room that I should take off my shoes and shirt and get on the pedestal. I had done so, thinking that she would step into the light sooner or later, maybe arrange my limbs and body around personally. That’s what Professor Williams had done the last few times.Instead, she had told me to “just stay right there”, and then said nothing else at all. I had heard her move around behind the spotlights once or twice, maybe setting up an easel or something, caught a shadowy outline and movement – that was all.Alice was making this session a mystery. It was irritating and slightly rude.It was also undeniably special. Tense, in a good way. A little exciting.We were most likely the only two people in the entire building at this hour. I was a tall man, strong and defined by muscles – perfect for modeling, really. Judging by the sound of her voice and the lightness of her step, she was probably one of those waif-like women, delicately built, weaker than me in any case. If we had been able to see each other, I would clearly have held the upper hand as I did in every one-on-one interaction with any female, whether we wanted it or acknowledged this fact or not.Instead, she decided to keep me on my toes, keep me guessing. Was she watching me from the side? Looking into my eyes? Sliding her gaze down my pecs or my muscled arms? Watching the ripple of my abdominal muscles as I breathed, following the V until it disappeared into the waistband of my jeans? Or was she standing behind me? Appreciating the way my jeans hugged my ass? I couldn’t help a smile when I imagined her watching me, being affected by me.“Sit,” her voice suddenly rang out from somewhere to my left. I turned my head but saw nothing beyond the blinding white halo of the spotlights.I pulled the chair into the center of the pedestal and sat down. “How do you want me, baby doll?” I asked into the darkness, intentionally lowering my voice to a sexy, slow drawl and tacking on the endearment just to lay it on thick.There was no answer for a full minute. I almost thought she might have left.“You canlı bahis şirketleri are at home,” she said eventually instead of giving me proper directions.I rolled my eyes. Okay, now the power game was getting on my nerves a little. Perfectly affable, my ass.At home, huh? “Well, then.” I got up again, undid the button, unzipped the fly and shoved my jeans down to my ankles so that I was only in my underpants. Then I stepped out of the puddle of fabric, sat down again, slouchily dr****g myself over the chair, one arm dangling over the backrest, legs spread nice and wide as if I was on my sofa, in front of my TV. And because there wasn’t a beer in my hand despite the fact that I was at home, I slid the free hand into my underwear and cupped my cock. “Home, sweet home,” I called into the studio’s apparent void.There was another long pause. Just before I could pull my hand out again – because really, I was being a bit of a dick – I heard, “Don’t move.”No ‘please’, no ‘try not to’, no ‘if you can’. “Demanding,” I commented and tried to not feel weird as I sat there with my hand on my cock, my knuckles and fingers clearly outlined by the tight but stretchy material of my flesh-colored boxer briefs.“Quiet,” she said.I pressed my lips together to stifle my next comment and only laughed through my nose. Very demanding parents, very demanding daughter.Uncounted minutes passed. I sat with my eyes half-mast against the unrelenting glare of the spotlights, drops of sweat rolling down my neck and back, and regretted my boldness a little. I wondered if Professor Williams would ever ask Alice exactly how the picture she was currently drawing – maybe? I had no way of knowing if she was actually busy, or even still in the bloody room – had come about, and if I would have to find myself a new side job soon on account of being a fucking pervert. There was a fine line between art and porn. It was sometimes blurry, but it was there.Also, I kinda wanted to touch myself properly. My cock was ready and a little voice in the back of my head kept egging me on. Do it, see what happens. See how she reacts. Would she watch? Would she keep drawing? Let me have at it for a minute and then tell me not to move?Would I comply?“You can take a short break,” Alice’s voice called from behind me, and suddenly all the spotlights went out at once, leaving me blinded by the darkness. I sat up, stunned to be robbed of my sense of sight.I flinched when something cold touched my arm.“It’s water,” she said, and I groped for the bottle, found the cap already unscrewed and drank greedily. I moaned at how good the cool water felt going down my throat.“So, is this your shtick? Leaving the sitter literally in the dark?” I asked and wiped my mouth with my arm. My eyes were starting to adjust. There was a bit of light coming in through the windows, even with the curtains pulled shut. The lights were on in the next room and the door was a bit ajar.“It creates tension that’s interesting to capture,” she defended.I lifted my hands even though she wouldn’t be able to see it. “Not criticizing. It’s just an unusual idea. Gotta say, I kinda like it.” It was definitely more interesting than the run-of-the-mill ‘strike this pose’ and the tension she had mentioned was undeniably there.“You are very sure of yourself,” she said, just a little reproachfully.I grinned to myself, sitting there in nothing but my underwear, toned body covered with a sheen of sweat. “Well, yes.”“Do you want to go on?”I got up, felt my way to the edge of the pedestal with the naked soles of my feel, put the now-empty water bottle down on the floor and gingerly made it back onto the chair. “Bring it on, Miss Alice.”I expected the lights to go on again. Instead, I heard a step behind me and then felt something brush against my face. I flinched back and ducked to the side, dodging whatever that was. “What the-!?”“I’m bringing it on, Mr Morrison,” her voice rang out from right behind my chair. “Now hold still.”I swallowed and forced myself to sit upright and to stop fighting. A soft material that smelled of something flowery and pleasant laid itself over my eyes and pulled tight against my face and the tops of my ears. She made a knot at the back of my head. A blindfold. I felt her fingers brush against my hair and my scalp prickled a little. “Kinky,” I remarked, my voice a little rougher than I wanted.“You’ll leave that there,” she said, already turning away because she knew I would do what she said.And I would.It was crazy, but it set my blood to a low boil – both the order and the obedience.“Relax your arms.” I did, putting my hands on top of my thighs.She switched on one of the spotlights – I could see the shimmer through the dark blue material of the blindfold and felt the warmth against my right side – and rummaged around the room for a bit. Eventually, she placed something heavy right in front of me on the pedestal. A chair or a stool. She canlı kaçak iddaa sat on it. I heard the rustle of clothes, the creak of leather.My skin shivered as if touched by hundreds of feathers, really reacting to her sheer closeness. It was as if I could feel her looking at me – and not just looking, but looking. I thought I could even sense how the air was moving through her breath. Again, the guessing game began. Which part of me was she looking at? Which part was she caressing with her eyes right now? Did she like what she was seeing? If so, how much?I strained my ears. The spotlight was buzzing and humming softly from the side. The heel of her shoe clicked as she set it down – crossing or re-crossing her legs, maybe? There was the soft sc**** of pencil or charcoal against the paper of a sketch-pad, and the occasional swish of fingertips as they smudged and blurred the lines to add shade or depth.But there was also something else. I could swear I heard a wet sort of sound, like soapy hands rubbing together, or like a sloppy, slick little—“Oh, my God,” I murmured and felt my head tilt to the sky in baffled disbelief as the reality of the situation sank in. “Alice-““Shhh,” she admonished. The sound trembled – because she was so agitated, because she was moving her hand so fast, jostling her own body, making her own abdominal muscles twitch with the sensation, because she was breathing too hard to speak evenly. Her puffs of air were so obvious now although she tried to keep silent. She was panting softly. How long had her fingers been busy already?I pictured her, not even five feet away from me, her eyes fixed on me unwaveringly, one hand sketching me, the other in her panties between her spread legs, working the wetness around there until it bled through and showed as a darkening, round little patch on her white cotton panties, the skin of her face and her throat and neck covered in sweat from the spotlight and from the exertion of keeping quiet for so long, her lower lip clamped so between her teeth it would be plump and red as a cherry once she let it go.Was she playing with her clit? Which finger was she using? Was she circling it or stroking it directly? Or did she shove her finger into her wet hole? One finger? Two? Three? How far? How hard?My now-engorged cock jumped and strained in my underwear. I could hear her suck in a breath and the wet sounds became more frantic.“Fuck, that’s so hot,” I moaned low, and got another trembling “Shhh!” in return. I ignored it for now.“Tell me what you’re seeing, Alice,” I said. Pleaded. Said. My cock was painfully hard by now. My hands itched to slide over to my bulge and provide some relief.“Describe it to me. What are you doing? What are you thinking? Tell me, I want to hear it.” I need to hear it.“Keep quiet, Mr Morrison,” she bit out breathlessly.“Tell me or I’ll take the blindfold off,” I threatened.She inhaled sharply, maybe because her model’s disobedience frustrated and scandalized her, or maybe because she imagined what would happen if I went through with my threat and the idea excited her.“Alice,” I said her name sternly and lifted my hand to the cloth that lay across my eyes.“I see your body,” she hastily began, stopping me in my tracks. Something clattered to the floor. Her sketch pad and the pencil. “You’re beautiful and so big. I want to—to touch you and lick you everywhere. Feel how hard you are and how you taste.”Lick. Hard. My cock jerked again in my underwear. I grabbed it through the fabric, sliding my foreskin up and down for some friction. “Yes.”“But I’m not allowed to touch you,” she almost whispered. “If I ever touched you, I know you’d ravish me like the b**st you are.”I groaned. I was feeling really b**stly right now but I didn’t want her to stop talking.“You would push me down on the pedestal, onto all fours, and you’d hold my head down easily while you fuck my pussy with that huge cock.” She whimpers. The slick sounds get louder still. “I’d cry and beg but you wouldn’t stop. And the others wouldn’t help me, either. They would watch us and make drawings of us.”“Fuck, you kinky little slut,” I cursed. Of course she had to be one of those. Doing the watching all the time and lurking in the dark, wishing deep down for the tables to be turned on her, forcefully. Typical repressed, well-bred rich girl.“I want to make a drawing of your hard cock,” she confessed breathlessly. “I want to draw it with the pre-cum dripping down-“ She fell silent when I hastily lifted my hips off my seat far enough to shove my underwear down to my knees, making sure that she would be able to see the wet spot on the straining material. Then, I palmed my cock and gave it a hard tug and let my head fall back with a groan.“Oh, God,” I heard her hiss. “God, yes. Harder.”Dutifully, I jerked my cock with my fist, flicking the wrist at the slick tip, pulling the foreskin, pumping my hips slightly in countermotion. With my canlı kaçak bahis other hand I circled the base to hold it upright and keep it pointed toward her so she could look her fill. I wanted her to take it all in. I imagined her watching shamelessly and hungrily, eating my throbbing shaft up with her eyes.“You gonna come from watching me jerk my cock, kinky little slut?” I asked her. She mewled something unintelligible about veins and riding and her hole, and the sounds of her fingers pushing in and out of her overflowing pussy became almost comically loud and obscene. I thought I could smell her musk in the air.Then she abruptly fell silent and I knew that the orgasm had gripped her so hard she couldn’t even breathe.Only after many seconds did a long, high-pitched moan stutter out of her and she gasped for air like she had just run ten miles – or like I had just hammered into her for hours and exhausted her.I pictured my fat cock shuttling in and out of and stretching her virgin hole – I somehow knew she had to be a virgin, all pretty and untouched, so pink and shaved smooth – and saw myself burying it to the hilt so that the head kissed her cervix. In my mind, she pushed against my stomach and my thighs with her small hands, leaving charcoal smudges all over my skin as she tried to make me slow down, begged me to be gentler even as her cunt sucked me in so readily and perfectly- “Oh, fucking– fuck-!” My hot cum spurted onto my stomach and thighs. The second pump dribbled down over my furiously working knuckles and dripped onto my balls.Spent, I took in big gulps of air and let the aftershocks run through my body. Eventually, I wrestled off the blindfold, squinted and rubbed my bleary eyes.The chair in front of me was empty except for a glistening wet spot made of sweat and pussy juice at the front edge of the seat, and there was a broken bit of charcoal on the floor of the pedestal.With a satisfied smirk that wouldn’t leave my face, I got up to collect my clothes, searched the pockets for a tissue which I could use to mop up my jizz, then put the clothes back on – leaving the underwear with the wet spot lying on the pedestal. She could keep it.As I was leaving, my eyes fell on the lone easel that stood in the room. I went to it and turned it toward the light of the spotlight so I could see the drawing.It was me, sketched in quick but sure strokes, with my hand down between my legs, stroking the hidden semi-erection there. My whole body was depicted in detail that went past mere depiction, exuding exactly the kind of confidence and comfortable tension I had felt. The face was cloaked in shades and darkness but the feelings were obvious even without a facial expression.Fuck me, she was really good. There were more canvasses stacked behind that one and down on the floor, but I didn’t look at them. I had a feeling that, sooner or later, I would run across them in some vernissage.“Next week?” I called out into the room, counting on the fact that she would still hear me wherever she was hiding this time. “Same time, same place?”Dead silence. I wondered if I would show up here next week regardless of confirmation, just on the off chance that there would be a sequel to this – because fuck I wanted that sequel. Also, I really wanted to see that one picture she had drawn of me blindfolded while playing with herself. I wanted to see if I could spot her elevated heartbeat in the drawn lines of that sketch, or the very moment her iron control had broken.“Be punctual,” her voice came from somewhere behind the spotlight just as I put my hand on the doorknob.I huffed a laugh. “Or else what?” I asked, and laughed again when she didn’t reply except by closing the door to the side room behind herself.***Friday evening, 10pm. Professor Williams didn’t accompany me this time. The empty halls with the flickering overhead lights were almost spooky but I was too keyed up to care.The entire week, I had dreamed and day-dreamed about last Friday. My brain was stuck on the mystery, had latched on to it hungrily and gorged itself on it. I had searched for audioporn online to somehow recreate the feeling – and found hundreds of files full of wet sounds and little breathy moans and muttering – but it wasn’t the same. Every young woman I came across on or around campus turned into a potential Alice, but then it wasn’t her.I couldn’t wait to meet the real Alice again.I entered the lioness’ den and noisily shut the door behind me.“You are late,” I heard her call. It was sweeter than any ‘I have missed you’ in my ears.“What are you gonna do about it?” I called back and received no answer.The spotlights were already on, and the chair was there again.I threaded my way through the lights and the electric cables, stepped onto the pedestal and examined the object that lay on the chair’s seat, first with my eyes, then with my hands.A round leather ring, like a collar for a small a****l, clipped shut with fat, round silver buttons, and a metal ring fastened to it. A cock ring and harness.I want to make a drawing of your hard cock, I remembered her saying. I want to see the pre-cum dripping down.“My kinky little slut,” I muttered to myself and started unbuttoning my shirt.FIN

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Sex, Discipline and Sodomy

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Sex, Discipline and SodomyI have always been, above all, an exhibitionist. That’s why I didn’t have a problem with being in porn films/videos, it’s also why even my first little gang bang (at the age of thirteen) didn’t bother me one bit. If I thought even for one minute that I could get away with it here; I’d be filming some of these encounters that I post about or – better – do live feeds when I’m being fucked. Especially when it’s more than one guy!I’d love to do a video of something like the cops collecting the monthly bribes. Me, on my knees, giving some pretty sloppy blow jobs or on all fours on the edge of the bed getting a fast hard fucking from them and they do fuck hard. The older cop, who’s hung better than most of them, started out slowly the first time. He was going in balls-deep and not hitting bottom so he started going at me a little harder. I think he started to realize that I was moaning because I was enjoying it about then. Then, when he slapped my ass the first time and I really moaned, that’s when the fucking and slapping picked up in pace. That was a time that he illegal bahis was maybe the third or fourth to give it to me in about three hours; my cunt was loose and relaxed by then (I was also loaded with cum) so taking him wasn’t a problem. He also lasted a little longer than the other guys. When he put me over his knee the first time, I knew what he had in mind. He’d been playing with my ass, slapping it a little and already had an erection. By the time that first spanking was over I knew that the penetration wasn’t going to be gentle…it wasn’t! He pushed me down on the bed, mounted me and buried everything with one good hard thrust. It was probably only ten minutes of good hard fucking until he unloaded in me. There were two other [cops] waiting to have their turn in me. They waited in the reception area; I wouldn’t have minded them being in the room. They did hear what was going on. I took the spanking quietly but did get a little loud when he was fucking me. The first time he spanked me to tears was another story. I knew I was in trouble because the spanking started illegal bahis siteleri out a lot harder than the previous ones. I took it as calmly and quietly as I could, for as long as I could, before just loosing it. That session embarrassed a few people in the hostel. Sex following it was about like ****. Between my sore ass – that was bruised for a few days – then his hard penetration and a very hard fucking; I really got loud as hell. When he buried his cock, gave a long gasping moan and started pumping his load of seed into me – it felt great but was also a relief. He’d been horny as hell and; with the load he left, probably hadn’t come in the weeks between then and the last session. Even before he pulled out his cum was leaking, running down my little balls and dripping off the end of my tiny limp cock. I was still trembling all over when his friend mounted me and started to fuck away. As sore as my backside was, that must have been like sticking his cock into an oven! Yes, I walked funny for a while after that. I was bruised for a few days but nothing major, at canlı bahis siteleri least I could sit.That brought up some memories of my father. Most of the time, when he was done, sitting was out of the question for a while. The spankings were bad enough but, getting it with the strop could make it impossible. Once he started to paddle me, which was a whole new area of pain. It was made harder to take because I’d be rubbing against his erect cock, during a spanking or later; seeing that bulge in his pants while he used the strop or paddle on my bare backside. Hell, he knew that I was a slut; that’s why I was punished most of the time. I would have gladly got down on my knees and shown him how good of a cocksucker I was…anything to get out of punishment. When I bent over that one beam in the barn my little ass was in the perfect position to take his cock. I would have loved him to just spread my cheeks and ease inside of me. My mother was the one who benefited from the punishment though; hers and mine. I heard it when I was growing up but later in life; she confided in me that dad would sodomize her pretty hard after a session. A session with either one of us. I’ve been fucked pretty hard when my backside was still on fire so I know what she went through. Made even harder for her because she would be trying to take it quietly in their bedroom.

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Helping a Single Mom (Part 1)

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Helping a Single Mom (Part 1)The summer preceding graduation would prove to be enjoyable. Ongoing arguments on the home-front led me to spend most of my time away from home. Rebellion and curiosity heavily influenced my decision making. An inconsistent up-bringing made me naturally independent and mature for my age. These factors combined to make it a summer of many first time experiences. Through a friend from school, I had befriended a group of older people who lived in a nearby trailer park. The close circle of 8 or so friends were in their 20’s and 30’s. We would not only get together and party often, but also help each other out whenever needed. I became close friends with a mother of 3 and her boyfriend. John and Carrie. I would hang out with them daily and oftentimes even spent the night. I’d help out around the house, babysit once in a while, and sometimes contribute by buying dinner or beer for the night.A group of us sat around the kitchen table playing cards late one night. A knock on the storm door just feet away brought to my attention a new face. The woman in her mid 30’s flashed me a smile as she let herself in. Carrie soon greeted her and introduced us. Dawn stood about 5’9″ tall. She had light brown curly hair and stunning green eyes. She had a light tan and her face was slightly weathered. I later found out that her chipped front tooth and scar above her right eye were left by her ex-husband. She gave me a nice view of her cleavage as she bent over a bit to shake my hand. Her B-cup tits still seemed somewhat perky as they jiggled a bit. Her tight bluejeans were clearly chosen to flaunt her best feature… her ass. Her butt was shapely, round and just a little wide. Her meaty thighs touched between her legs. The contours of their curves left a small gap below her crotch. Her body made up for her bad hair and lack of attractive facial features… so I gave her rating of 7 out of 10. This was a decent rating because at the time I had compared every woman I had met to the 26 year old who took my virginity less than a year earlier. My first sexual conquest was a complete 10, not only for her attractiveness but for more reasons to be mentioned in another story.I left the table after losing the next card game and grabbed a seat in the living room. I sat and drank my beer as I noticed Dawn and Carrie chatting at the kitchen counter. They shared a giggle after Dawn gestured my way and whispered into Carrie’s ear. I walked back to the kitchen and grabbed another beer. I overheard their conversation as I watched the card game. Carrie asked her if she had been dating anyone new. She responded with a laugh. “Nope, it’s still just me and my trusty vibrator!” Dawn turned her attention toward me and offered me a beer. Through our conversation I had learned that she was 37 years old and a single mother of 11 year old twin boys. She had been divorced for just over a year. Her abusive ex-husband moved out of state to avoid paying c***d support. She worked at a local bar 5 days a week and Saturday nights to make ends meet. We talked about similar interests and she made it obvious that she had taken a liking to me. I kept to friendly conversation because I hadn’t yet considered sleeping with someone over twice güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri my age. I was hoping to find someone my age or younger to demonstrate my newly learned sexual skills on… someone with little to no experience. With confidence I looked forward to being the more experienced sex partner and especially the sense of control and dominance that came with it. Later that week, Carrie had mentioned that Dawn wanted to know if I would be interested in watching her k**s Saturday nights and for a couple hours a day during the week once school started. I took her up on her offer because it gave me a little extra spending cash and another reason to stay away from home. She gave me a key to her place and told to help myself to anything while I was there. I offered to work the weekdays for free because I was able to eat and it was incredibly easy. She would ask me to stay for dinner during the week and I usually took her up on her offer. On Saturdays she wouldn’t get home till 1 or 2 in the morning and I would occupy my time watching movies or reading. I would sometimes fall asleep waiting for her to get home and would leave in the middle of the night or early morning if she didn’t wake me. Every now and then, she would get home from work early and we’d watch a movie or have a couple beers before I went home. One Saturday night in late August I had fallen asleep on the couch watching TV. I woke up around 3AM and decided to use the bathroom before I left. I made my way to the bathroom and noticed Dawn’s bedroom door cracked open just a little further down the hall. I figured she was still awake because her TV was on with the volume up pretty loud. I used the bathroom and decided to peek my head in to say goodbye. I slowly opened the door just far enough to fit my head in. The dark room was only lit by the flickering light of her TV. The room grew a bit brighter allowing me to get a better picture of the glorious sight before my eyes. She lay there on her back with head back looking up at the ceiling. Her legs were spread wide. I could hear the hum of the vibrator in her right hand as she worked it over her furry mound. Her left hand held her left breast and gently pinched it’s nipple. She teased her pussy with her vibrator by rubbing it lightly on her clit and up and down her pussy lips. She began to raise and lower her hips from time to time as her excitement grew. Soon I had my own excitement to deal with. My hard cock ached as it pressed against my jeans. I loosened my belt, unbuttoned them, unzipped my fly and pulled my boxers down allowing my hard prick to spring free. I could feel the pre-cum that had built up over the past few minutes ooze from my pee hole and onto my fingers as I began to stroke. My belt buckle knocked against the door-jam at one point making a sound loud enough for her to hear over the TV. I took a step back with my left foot as I pondered a quick escape fearful of being found out. She didn’t appear to notice me and continued pleasing herself without hesitation. The TV lit the room brightly for a moment and gave me a good view of her pussy. Her full labia glistened in the light as it moved around under the vibrator. Her bush was full and güvenilir bahis şirketleri untrimmed up top and closely trimmed or shaven around her labia. Soon she sat up a bit to get a better view of her self pleasuring. She seemed to glance in my direction while doing so and I thought I noticed a slight smirk on her face. My chest tightened and heart skipped a beat in fear of being seen… but I couldn’t move. I was too focused on her. I stroked my cock while fixated on her movements and imagined her pangs of pleasure as those of my own. This went on for a few minutes before she rolled over to the side and reached for her nightstand.Her soft smooth ass reflected the light of the TV and shook a bit as she rolled over. She had a dildo in her right hand when she flipped back over. She grabbed the two pillows next to her and wedged them under her hips. She lifted her spread legs and let them fall back almost to her shoulders. After fidgeting around to find the still running vibrator by her side, she began to rub it on her clit. She slid it in and out of her pussy a few times, then brought it up to her mouth to taste herself. Then she grabbed the dildo and pressed it against herself until she took it’s head. She let out a whimper upon entry and began to moan as she pulled just the head in and out. It wasn’t long before she had the dildo balls deep inside of her. She held it deep inside for a minute while she fiercely diddled herself with the vibrator. I continued to stroke my hard-on and had pulled out a good amount of pre-cum for lubrication. I paused for a second and spit in my hand before focusing most of my attention on and around head of my cock. In an almost frantic motion Dawn threw her hand down toward her ass and under her thigh to grab the dildo. She hurriedly slid it in and out of herself as she neared orgasm. She turned her head and used her pillow to muffle a loud wail as she trembled in orgasm. The vibrator fell from her hand while the other slowly slid the dildo only partially in and out of her wet hole. She pulled it from between her legs and eagerly opened her mouth as she broth it to her face. I began to tense up and could feel myself near orgasm as she began to take it in her mouth. She took the whole thing down her throat and I began to cum. I put my hand in front of me to catch my load as It began to shoot out of me. The first couple streams flew past my hand and onto her door. The rest landed in my hand but some dripped out onto the floor as I finished. I stood motionless as I stared at her while catching my breath. She lay there facing me with her eyes closed and a relaxed smile on her face. I let whatever cum left in my hand drip to the floor and licked the remainder from my hand before quietly pulling up my jeans and finding my way out. Needless to say, I now looked at Dawn in a different light. With the previous nights events fresh on my mind, I must have jerked off three times the next day. I fantasized and pictured her masturbating while thinking of me. I fantasized about her knowing I was watching her while she fucked herself. I wondered about how she kissed and what she tasted like. It turned me on knowing she was a mother and over twice my age. I was now canlı bahis şirketleri overcome with a strong urge to fuck her. I got the impression that she found me sexually appealing but remained hesitant on making a move because of my age. I decided to play the same game by dropping subtle hints here and there. I figured things would quickly progress once she knew I was comfortable with her advances. The week went by slowly knowing I would have to wait for Saturday to see Dawn. By Tuesday I couldn’t take it anymore. I decided to take a walk by her trailer that evening in hopes of her seeing me and striking up a conversation. I kept a fairly fast pace as I approached her trailer. I glanced over and smiled when I saw her sitting in the sun reading a book. She looked up, returned the smile and gestured for me to come over. I jogged across the street and slowed my pace once I saw that she was wearing just a bikini top and loose fitting short shorts. She sat almost upright in her lounge chair with her feet up and her legs parted. Her shorts hung loosely from her inside thigh allowing a nice view of her trimmed pussy. My eyes were drawn to her crotch almost magnetically. I tried to focus on her face but couldn’t stop myself from sneaking peeks of her pussy. I dropped my first hint by telling her that I liked her belly button ring and how I thought they were sexy. She offered me a beer and we sat and talked for a bit. Before heading home I asked to use her bathroom. She told me to go ahead and asked me to grab her a beer on my way back out. I headed in and made my way down the hall toward the bathroom. Dawn’s bedroom door was open and I couldn’t resist the temptation to snoop around. I first went for her nightstand drawer and pulled her dildo out. My longing for her juices led me to put it in my mouth and suck it clean as I pulled it from my mouth. I began to get hard and decided to take a pair of her soiled panties from her hamper. I took a quick sniff and stuffed them in my pocket before heading to the bathroom. I walked back outside and said my goodbyes as I fondled her panties in my pocket. I jerked off to her panties as soon as I had the chance that night. These were the second pair of panties of my recently started collection. The first pair were given to me by the 26 year old who took my virginity a year earlier. I got more excitement from Dawn’s panties because I had taken them without her knowing. This experience re-ignited the panty fetish flame that had been started in me just a year prior. Saturday had finally arrived and the night went by quickly while watched TV and fantasized about Dawn. I was surprised when she walked through the door 2 hours earlier than usual due to a slow night. After complaining about her boring night and expressing her happiness about finally being home, she asked me if I wanted to hang out for a while, have a couple beers and maybe watch a movie. I agreed and tried to hide my excitement. She told me that she wanted to take a quick shower and I should have a beer while I waited. Soon after I had finished my second beer she walked from the hallway. She wore an oversized t-shirt that stopped about halfway down her upper leg. I became excited as I wondered if she wore any panties underneath it. She grabbed a beer and sat on her legs a couple feet away from me on the same couch. We talked and decided on a movie to watch before getting another beer. She grabbed a couple more beers, turned the light off and nestled up against me on the couch before starting the movie. To be continued…

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Coming home

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Coming homeAs I approach the front door I feel a rush of excitement as I know what is on the other side and the sight that will greet me when I open it. You will be kneeling naked apart from your collar, your hands clasped behind your head and your mouth wide open waiting for me. My hands tremble as I fumble with the key knowing what delight awaits just a few feet away. I open the door slowly with the knowledge that in a few seconds my now hard cock will be in your warm wet mouth. Imagine my horror and surprise to find you are not there. I kick off my shoes and walk barefoot into the kitchen knowing you must be somewhere in the house. You aren’t in the kitchen or the dining room so I tiptoe to the sitting room and quietly glance through the half open door. I cannot believe the sight that meets my eyes. You are lying on the sofa totally naked with your eyes closed. You have one hand on your breast and your fingers are slowly squeezing and rubbing your hard erect nipple. Your legs are spread wide and your other hand is over your pussy, your index finger is buried deep in your cunt and your thumb is gently rubbing your swollen clit. You are moaning and groaning as your body starts to whrithe in ecstasy. I stand and watch you for a few minutes feeling myself harden more all the time. I am shocked but at the same time mesmerised while I’m watching you pleasure yourself. However I cannot allow this to continue, I gently cough but you’re so engrossed in what you’re doing you do not hear me. I cough again and this time it has the desired effect. Immediately you sit up like a startled rabbit and for a brief second look me straight in the eye. As your cheeks redden you avert your gaze as you do not know where to look and you put your hand across your mouth and give a half-hearted yawn.’ Would you care to explain yourself slut?’ I shout at you ‘ just what on earth do you think you are doing.’You pretend to yawn again and stretch as if you had just woken up.’ I am so sorry I must have fallen asleep and been dreaming of you fucking me’ you replied with your eyes firmly fixed on the floor.’ The truth please’ I said.You waited for a moment while clearly trying to think of some excuse.’ I want the truth and now and don’t lie to me slut or you will only make things worse for yourself. Now where you really asleep and dreaming?’Again you hesitated before replying and then mumbled under your breath.’ Ummm no I wasn’t asleep, I am so so so sorry. I don’t know what came over me but it was the thought of you that made me do it.’You could sense my anger and disappointment in you and to try and make amends you reached out and started to stroke my bulging cock through my trousers but I moved away.’ You don’t deserve that, it has to be earned my little one. Now tell me what you are.” I am a slut.” What are you?” I am a filthy little cumslut who doesn’t deserve to play with your cock.’I reach for your lead and clip it onto your collar pulling you onto the floor. I lead you on all fours into the kitchen and tell you to make me a Coffee. You ask if you are allowed one also but your request is denied. I place the bowl on the floor and fill it with water, if you’re going to behave like an a****l you can drink like one. You crawl to the bowl and bend your head to start drinking having first make sure that your arse is facing me as I sit drinking my coffee. You hope that the sght of your firm arse and your wet cunt might persuade me to show a little leniency in what you know you have coming to you.Although you feel a degree of safety in the kitchen knowing that whatever is going to happen will happen upstairs, the coldness of the stone is starting to hurt your bare knees and hands as you kneel there. You feel a slight sense of relief when I take hold of your lead again and head towards the stairs. You crawl slowly across the cold floor until you reach the stairs the one at a time still on all fours make your way up them. Once in the bedroom I instruct you to stand and place your cuffs around your wrists then clip them to the back of your collar. You’re standing there with your hands secured behind your head and your legs slightly bahis siteleri apart. I reach into the draw and produce your blindfold which I place across your eyes. You then hear the draw open again but do not know for what purpose I have opened it and you start to tremble in anticipation. You feel what you think is my finger running across your breasts but somehow it doesn’t feel quite right. You feel my foot against yours pushing your legs wide apart then let out a slight gasp as my hand touches your pussy. You feel me push your wet lips together and let out a slight cry as you realise it was the clothes pegs that I was fetching from the draw. Squeezing your pussy lips together I place three pegs on them to hold them together. I place my hands on your shoulders and lead you across the room, then stop and telll you to stand still.’ Now my little one’ I say ‘ when I remove the blindfold you are to stay in this position until I tell you otherwise. You are to look in the mirror and clear your mind of all thoughts apart from what you did earlier.’As I remove the blindfold it takes a moment for your eyes to focus. You find yourself in the corner of the room facing the mirror and you realise there is something written across your breasts. It takes you a moment to ascertain what is written as it is reversed in the mirror but then it becomes clear that the word is ‘ slut.’ You hear the door close behind me but you do not move or turnaround to see if I actually have left the and room, besides you cannot take your eyes off the mirror or the word on your breasts that describes your behaviour so aptly. You start to lose track of time, it feels like hours although you realise it is probably only minutes before you hear the door handle turn again. Out of the corner of your eye you see me going to the bathroom and return with a small hand towel and immediately you know what this means. I place it on the floor and instruct you to stand on it. This isn’t the first time I have used the towel so you know what to expect, you know you will be caned and if at any point during the caning you step off the towel I will start all over again. I only need to click my fingers and point at the towel and you know what is expected of you. You position yourself with your legs apart and your feet on the towel, you bend forwards with your hands on your knees presenting your bottom for me to chastise. In front of you on the dressing table are an array of whips and paddles and you wait nervously to see which one I will select. My hand hovers over the leather whip and your heart misses a beat as you know the sting this one can inflict. You breathe a slight sigh of relief when at the last moment I select the paddle.’ I think we need to make this a bit more interesting.’ I say as I reach back into the draw and produce the metal nipple clamps joined by the metal chain. It doesn’t take much time rubbing them with my fingers before your nipples are stiff and erect. I slowly tighten the clamps as your nipples flatten under the pressure and then I attach a medium-sized weight to the middle of the chain. You know that you will not be able to keep perfectly still while being caned and the swinging of the weights will stretch and pull on those poor little buds. You wonder how many strokes you are to receive & your question is soon answered as I inform you it will be 12 and you will thank me after each stroke. You brace yourself ready for the first stroke but instead of a sharp stinging you feel me gently stroking your arse with the leather paddle until the moment I pull it away and you clench yourself ready. You hear a swish as it cuts through the air and narrowly misses your bottom and you wonder if it was deliberate or a mistake. You feel sure the second time it will make contact but again you just feel a rush of air across your waiting cheeks. Foolishly you start to relax a little and just as you do the leather slaps hard across your arse. Try as you might you can’t help but falter slightly though managing to say in position on the towel and you remember to count out loud ‘ one thank you.’ Each time the paddle makes contact bahis şirketleri you feel the stinging increasing and are imagining how red your cheeks must be getting and deep down you hope it is having the desired effect on me. As you count out loud your body starts to shake causing the weight to pull on your poor little nipples as it swings backwards and forwards & also each time you clench it pulls the pegs that are holding your pussy lips together. After the 11th stroke, you think to yourself that there is only one to go and although painful they have so far been bearable. You brace yourself for the last one but it is not forthcoming, I am making you wait for what seems like ages. You wonder if I have miscounted as I go to the table and pick up one of the whips you then realise that I haven’t as I tell you to open your mouth and place the whip handle in your mouth and tell you to bite on it. With my left hand I grab the back of your hair and hold your head tight at the same time pushing your shoulders down. You realise that this can only mean one thing and you hear me say ‘ are you ready my sweet one?’ You ndt your head in acknowledgement and prepare yourself, you clench your muscles as tight as you can. You yelp in pain as the final blow is administered, your legs start to buckle but I hold you up and turn you around so that I’m facing you. I pull you towards me and hold you tight as you rest your head on my shoulder and I gently stroke your hair with my left hand while I massage cold cream into your burning bottom. I kiss you on the forehead and lead you over to the dressing table and slowly unscrew the clamps that are squeezing your poor sensitive nipples. Once off I place my mouth on one and gently suck and lick it while my hands squeeze your still burning arse. I then bend you over the dressing table and remove the pegs from your pussy and immediately rub it vigourously with the palm of my hand as you squirm and your juices start to flow out all over my fingers. I take the chastity belt and insert the first of its dildos into your soaking wet cunt and using your juices that have flowed onto my hand I slowly insert a finger into your arse and gradually stretch it before replacing it with the second dildo and then I lock you securely into the chastity belt. I tell you to put on a loose fitting lightweight dress and you select one and are soon wearing it. We then go downstairs and I hand you your shoes and inform you that I feel you need some exercise and that a walk would be a good idea.As we set off I wondered to myself exactly what sensations you must be feeling with both your holes well and truly plugged and I can only imagine how desperate you must be and longing to have my cock in place of the dildos. As we walk through the woods we come across a fallen tree, I sit and give you the look that you instantly recognise and know what is required of you. You kneel slowly as the dildo stretches your tight arse and you position yourself in front of me. While undoing my zip you lower your head and start to run the tip of your tongue around the top of my hard cock and lick up the pre-cum that is starting to ooze from it. Then slowly you slide your lips down its full length as I place my hands behind your head and pull you towards me and hold you there and I feel the tip deep down the back of your throat. I slide my hands down in front of your dress and grab your breasts pulling and pushing you as I face fuck you, harder and faster until I can hold on no longer and I fill your mouth with my hot sticky cum. Just then we hear a dog bark not far away so I dress and you wipe your mouth and we continue walking hand in hand. As we round the corner we meet a couple coming the other way and as they make polite conversation as they pass you wonder if it is your imagination or not that you feel that the woman was giving you a strange look. You soon discover why as once they had passed I take a tissue and wipe away the cum that is dribbling down your chin. Meanwhile as we walk you feel your cunt getting wetter and wetter with every step and your arse stretching more and more as the dildos illegal bahis get to work.On returning home as soon as we are in the door I give you that simple one word command ‘ strip’ immediately you let the dress fall to the floor and stand in front of me naked apart from the chastity belt. I take your hand and lead you upstairs and while you are still standing undo the padlocks on the belt and ease the dildos out of your holes. I lie you on the bed and using your wrist and ankle cuffs I soon have you spreadeagled. I place a blindfold across your eyes and a set of headphones on your ears and turn on the music. You are now lying there not able to see or hear what is going on in the room. I leave you for a few minutes to allow the anticipation to build. Your mind starts to wander as you try to imagine what is going to happen. Suddenly something touches your ankle, you think it must be a finger and it slowly runs up the inside of your thigh gently stroking as it goes and then circling but not touching your pussy it runs back down your other leg. At the same time you feel hot breath on your breast and my tongue slowly starts to circle around your nipple without actually touching it. You try to move closer as you are desperate to feel my lips around it and my tongue flicking it in my mouth. Likewise you want the hand that is stroking your thigh and so close to touching your wet pussy to part your lips and rub your swollen clit and then to slide inside you. Just as suddenly as it began the touching stops and for a few minutes you feel nothing until something drips onto your breasts, for a moment you cannot tell whether it is hot or cold. Could it be freezing ice or hot wax, you take a deep breath to see if you can smell the burning candle. It is only when you realise whatever it is has set hard and not run off but you realise it is candle wax and immediately you feel the heat. You start to wriggle but are soon distracted by the touch of a finger working its way between your pussy lips and coming to rest on your clit. As I suck your nipples and my finger slides inside your warm wet cunt you start to arch your back and I sense you are close to orgasm. I want to taste you and feel my tongue sliding between your pussy lips and sucking your swollen clit into my mouth while flicking it with my tongue at the same time and teasing your arse with my finger. Tempted as I am to make you cum and have the pleasure of watching you I want to feel you as you orgasm , not only do I want to feel you tighten around my swollen cock but I want to see you properly as we cum together. I want to see the look in your eyes so I remove the blindfold and headphones and release the cuffs from your ankles so that you can wrap your legs around me. I kneel between your legs and stroke your clit with the tip of my cock before gently sliding just the first inch inside you. I hold it there as you try and push your cunt around it. You start to plead with me ‘ please please I want all of it inside me now, fuck me fuck me your dirty little slut wants your cock right inside her and wants you to fill her slutty cunt with your hot cum.’With one hard push my cock is deep inside your cunt, my falls slapping against your arse as I fuck you deep and hard your wetness pouring out onto the sheets. Harder and harder and deeper and deeper my cock goes into your cunt until I can hold on no longer.’cum with me sweetheart I’m want us to cum together.’ No sooner are the words out of my mouth and I feel you tighten around my cock, your body starts to twitch and your back arches as I fuck you even harder until I can hold on no longer and with one final deep thrust I feel my cum shoot inside you as you cry out in ecstasy as we both orgasm together. We remain locked together for several minutes while kissing passionately and stroking each other’s exhausted bodies. Finally I release your wrist cuffs and we can curl up together my arm around you and my hand clasping your breasts with your nipple squeeze between my fingers, my other hand gently stroking the back of your neck as we fall asleep. You wake several times during the night and each time you feel reassured to know that I’m still holding you tight my hand still holding your breasts and if you move you can feel my cock against your buttocks as you drift back to sleep hoping it will soon be morning and once again I’ll be buried deep inside you. I

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Nasty Little Cock Slut (Taboo, Incest)

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Nasty Little Cock Slut (Taboo, Incest)Naughty Little Cock SlutTeenage girl gets what she wants from daddy I never thought of myself as a slut. I was brought up in a good neighborhood, my father took very good care of me after mom was killed in a drunk driving accident when I was twelve. But when I got into high school my girlfriends started talking about sex they were having, and it really turned me on.I knew that I shouldn’t have sex though I was too young. It wasn’t like I didn’t have guys lining up, even at f******n I had bigger tits than my friends 32Cs and I was a runner so I was in good shape. I have blonde hair and green eyes. I had a few boyfriends freshman year, but it wasn’t until sophomore year that I let one fuck me. It wasn’t special, he did it in the backseat of his car and it felt ok but what really shocked me was when I got home I was so worried about daddy knowing what I’d done. I sat there eating dinner with my boyfriends cum dripping out of me, and it was making me hotter. I didn’t know what to do, so I told one of my girlfriends and she told me if I wanted to find some really kinky stuff to go online. I did, and I became addicted to chat rooms. My favorite rooms were the ones where people would pretend to be my daddy and tell me all the nasty things they were doing to my body.I knew it was wrong to think about daddy that way but I couldn’t help it. Dad had started getting a little suspicious about all the time I was spending on the computer, he told me it wasn’t healthy. I told him I was just chatting with friends from school. I didn’t know he could get access to my computer and see what I’d been doing. But that’s what happened. I was in my favorite i****t chat room one night talking to a new guy. He even got me to tell him I wasn’t 18 like my profile said but 16 and he said that really turned him on. Then he asked me what I liked best, and I told him daddy/daughter roleplay. kaçak bahis He asked what I wanted daddy to do to me, and I told him I loved being spanked by daddy then fucked hard. He asked me if I would let daddy fuck my ass but I told him I’d never done that but had once put a dildo up it when I was playing. He told me he had cum just talking to me, then logged off. I was looking for someone else to chat with about ten minutes later when my father called me out of my bedroom. He told me to come to the den and I knew from the sound of his voice I was in trouble. I got there and he just said “What do you have to say for yourself young lady?” I didn’t know what he meant, but then he pointed at the computer screen and I saw the chat I’d just had. He was the new guy in the room. I’d thought about this sure but I was mortified as my father sat in his chair leering at me knowing that he now knew what I wanted. “It’s just a game daddy.” I whispered. “You don’t mean it then? You don’t want me to fuck you hard baby?” He smiled at me and I started to cry. I also got very wet. I didn’t know what to say.Daddy got out of his chair and came over to me. Without a word he reached out and pulled down the PJ bottoms I was wearing. I didn’t have any underwear on I don’t sleep in them. He cupped his hand over my cunt, which I shave and moaned. “You’re all wet baby. Thinking about me?” I shivered and couldn’t help but push my pussy against his hand. As soon as I did, he took it away. He reached up and pushed my night shirt up over my tits, then started fondling them. “Your nipples are so hard too. Is this what you wanted baby?” He twisted my nipples really hard and I screamed but I spurted cum too. He laughed. “Take your pants all the way off, but leave your shirt like that and lay down on the floor.” I just blinked at him, and he smiled then slapped my tits. “Do what I said, I’m going to make güvenilir bahis your fantasies come true.”I was too stunned and too turned on to do anything else but what he asked. I took of my pj bottoms and lay down on the floor. “Spread your legs open for daddy slut.” He growled down at me, and I did. I felt myself getting wetter as daddy stood there staring at my shaved cunt. Then he kneltdown and cupped it in his hand again. “So fucking wet.” Then he took his hand back and brought it back hard, slapping my pussy. I winced but he put his other hand on my stomach and held me down. “You said you wanted to be spanked.” He smacked my cunt again hard, and it hurt but even as I started to cry I felt my wetness leaking out. “Your lips are getting pink and puffy.” He said lowly, then he started spanking my cunt for real. Slap! slap! slap! I cried till I actually came. He stood up then, and pulled his boxers off. I gasped as his man sized cock sprang out he was hard. “Where do you keep your toys?” I told him what drawer and he came back with one of the pink dildos I used.”Get up on the couch slut. Pull your legs up to your shoulders.” He was stroking himself and I was so hot I couldn’t believe this was happening. My pussy was on fire, but I wanted him to spank it again. I crawled onto the couch and pulled my legs apart. He came over and pulled me down to the edge of the couch. “Were you telling the truth, only two boys have fucked this little cunt?” He asked as he slapped it again. “Yes daddy.” He slipped a finger in me then and we both moaned. “They must have had little cocks, you’re still a tight hole.” I whimpered and fucked against his finger. I was in heaven, daddy was treating me just like the slut I had pretended to be. He pulled his finger out and laughed stroking his cock. “No.” He said, “You don’t get rewarded by my fingers.” He took the dildo then and slammed it all the türkçe bahis way up my cunt. I began to fuck against it wildly and he let me fuck it till I came telling me what a nasty slut I was acting like.Finally he knelt down a little holding his cock out and I felt it push up against my ass.I whimpered but when I let my legs go he reached up and slapped my face. “You said you wanted me to spank you and fuck you hard baby slut. Spread those legs.” I was scared, and wet and ashamed that I was acting like that but I did what daddy said. I grabbed my legs again and as soon as they were pulled wide he shoved his whole huge cock up my ass. It was dry except where my cum had run down it a little. It hurt and I couldn’t help but scream. Daddy leaned over me laughing. “You like it slut, like daddy’s cock in your slutty asshole?” I shook my head crying. “It hurts daddy, stop.”He just smiled, and started to pull out, but he didn’t get all the way out before he slammed it in again. I screamed, and he repeated the movement. Then it washed over me as he started pumping my ass hard. My fantasy was coming true, my daddy was r****g my ass. It hurt but I heard myself moaning and screaming. “**** my little ass daddy…” and then he pushed in and started spewing cum in me. I came then too.When he was done cumming he pulled out, then held up the other thing he’d brought from my bedroom, a little makeup mirror. “Look at yourself slut. Look at daddy’s cum dripping out of your ass.” I looked and it made me hump the dildo harder in my cunt. Daddy reached over and pushed it back and forth smiling at me. “Now you really are daddy’s little slut.” He pushed it all the way in. “Go take a shower, and leave that in. Then come to my bedroom.”Reeling, but totally turned on, I went to the shower. I cleaned myself real good but left the dildo stuffed up my cunt the whole time. It was hard because between the water and thinking about what daddy had planned for the bedroom I was dripping wet. But I showed up to the bedroom clean, and stuffed with the toy to find daddy laying naked his cock hard again. He smiled at me, and slut that I am, I smiled back.

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Helping a Single Mom (Part 2)

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Helping a Single Mom (Part 2)Dawn caught me by surprise with her sudden display of affection. Somehow, I was able to raise my arm quick enough and d**** it over her side before she trapped it between us. This only seemed natural with one exception. My open hand lay flat on the curve of her hip. I felt as though it needed to be somewhere else or doing something different. A waste of a perfectly good appendage… I wanted to move it. Without knowing what to do I decided to take a swig of my beer instead. Dawn giggled at the first preview, prompting me to do the same. I wasn’t sure exactly what I was laughing at only because I was still thinking about my hand issue. I glanced over to my right to look at it and weigh my options. My eyes were automatically drawn to her legs. Her already bronze skin appeared even darker as the ambient light from the television reflected off of them. Their smooth appearance made me want to reach out and run my fingers up and down her thigh. I took another swig of beer as the movie started and she looked up at me. “Are you comfortable?” She asked.I turned her way, smiled and responded. “Oh yeah, I’m good. Are you?”She smiled, looked up and in a soft tone said. “I’m perfect.” Then she reached back, grabbed my free hand and pulled it toward her chest. A wave of relief came over me now that I was no longer responsible for that hand. I almost laughed out loud at how ridiculous the situation had become.During intense scenes she would squeeze my hand and pull my arm into her. I could feel her heart beat under it and her soft breast as it rested above. I couldn’t stay focused on the movie. Her masturbation session I had witnessed the week before kept playing in my mind. Would she let me eat her out? I thought. My first infatuate had denied me the pleasure, she had said. “It tickles, I don’t really like that.” She’s got a great ass, I hope we’ll do it doggy-style… canlı bahis şirketleri or anal! Another squeeze of the arm interrupted my thoughts. This put an end to the growing bulge in my shorts and brought my focus back to the movie. We continued to watch until she paused it before going to the bathroom. A quick glance at her ass as she got up told me she was indeed wearing panties under that extra large t-shirt. Beers in hand and a bounce in her step she hurried back to the couch. I quickly finished my last beer as she handed me a new one. The end of that beer coincided with the end of the movie and Dawn got up as the credits began to roll. She turned to me inquiring, “Would you like another one?”. Raising an eyebrow, she continued. “We can watch that other movie… if you’re up for it.” “Yes, of course.” I responded as I grabbed the empties and followed her to the kitchen. She thanked me and handed me a beer then we sat back down on the couch.Turning my way she calmly spoke, “I hope you don’t think I’m trying to take advantage of you.”Finishing my swig of beer I thought. For fuck’s sake, please take advantage of me. I set my beer down while I formulated my response. “What if I hoped you would take advantage of me?” “Be careful of what you wish for.” Her tone now more seductive. Grabbing my chin, she pulled me in closer until our lips met. I parted my lips and her tongue began to explore my mouth. I returned the favor and we continued for a minute before she pulled away. “Maybe we should watch this movie in the bedroom.” She whispered, then grabbed my hand and led me back to her room. After starting the movie we got situated on her bed. Soon we kissed again and it wasn’t long before she began rubbing the bulge between my legs. She began to unbutton my shorts and innocently asked, “Is this OK? I just can’t help myself!” “Yes, I’m all yours.” canlı kaçak iddaa I muttered as my heart began to race. She tossed my shorts and underwear onto the floor and pulled the t-shirt off over her head. I followed suit and tossed mine aside as well. Her blinds were open allowing the streetlight to shine through. Combined with the light of the television I was able to make out some of the details of her body. Some would call them imperfections or flaws. I can’t call them that because I had found them attractive. The little bit of flab on her belly, a few stretch marks on her thighs and just a little cellulite on her ass. Tan lines from her bikini top formed two perfect white triangles over her breasts. Her ass was only a little less tan than the rest of her body. Grabbing my cock she let out a little moan and began to handle it. I let out a deep sigh as she began to stroke it and lick it’s head. She began bobbing her head up and down it’s shaft while making slurping noises with her mouth. I thrust my hips up into her in enjoyment. This was a technique new to me at the time. She gagged a bit, collected herself and continued. She’d take her head off of it for a few seconds and stroke it a bit or just focus on the head before switching back to the original technique. She continued this for a few minutes and soon I was ready to burst. I held back and gently pushed her off of me.”Can I return the favor?” I asked nervously while still holding back my urge to cum.”Oh, yes I’d love that!” She quickly flipped over onto her back and I got on top of her. I kissed her mouth and neck and made my way down to her white triangle titties. I sucked and squeezed her nipples till they were hard and softly caressed her chest and stomach with my hands. I positioned myself between her legs and put my hands under her back pulling her pussy up to me. I began to kiss and lick canlı kaçak bahis her thighs as I made my approach. I inhaled her pungent but delicious scent before taking a mouthful of her fleshy labia. She wiggled under me once I found her clit. My tongue flickered lightly over it and her breathing heavier. I took a couple long licks of her pussy from bottom to top, then using my thumbs to spread her lips, I inserted my tongue. She tasted sweet and tangy. I slid a finger into her and brought my attention back to her clit. She began to grind into my face and her pussy clamped down on my finger as she let out a deep moan. Pushing me off of her she sternly remarked, “I want you inside me now. I want to ride that cock. You can cum in me, I’m on birth control.” Fuck yeah! I thought. I used no words and only grabbed her hips as she lowered herself on top of me. Her hot hole slid over my shaft and we both sighed in pleasure. I reached further back and grabbed her ass with both hands and she began to bounce up and down on me. Every now and then she’d slow down a bit and start grinding on it. I tried my hardest not to cum and was content that I had made it this far. She went back and forth between techniques a few times before she began to finger her self. She began to grind on me heavily while rubbing her clit. “Oh Fuck!” She exclaimed. “I’m gonna cum, you’re gonna make me cum.” Then. “Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah oh… oooohhhhh!” She shook on top of me for a moment and I began to thrust up into her. “Yeah baby, fuck me.” She said with intensity. I feverishly pumped into her and tightened my grip of her ass. I thought I’d explode when I announced. “I’m cumming.” I thrust deep into her as I felt my seed leave me and she wrapped her arms around me and hugged in a welcoming manner.We lay in bed and held each other until the movie finished. We thanked each other for the awesome night we had shared. She informed me that the twins would be visiting their cousins the upcoming Labor day weekend and we made plans to hang out. I walked home late that night, happy I had officially gotten my dick wet, and looking forward to the adventures of next weekend.

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The School – Part 1

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The School – Part 1On the first day at their new school, the introductory girl’s class was told to gather in my classroom, for their induction to school life. I am their (male) form teacher. The boys were told to gather in the classroom of my counterpart, Miss Priscilla. More on her class later in this series.Following the normal introductory remarks, regarding school, learning etc. I came on to the topic of school uniform. I emphasised the rules which the school had on girls wearing proper uniform at all time. Blouse, grey skirt, knee socks in white or grey. Girls only being allowed tights in their later years. Blazer. Straw hat when outside. Some girls were visibly shocked when I went on to discuss underwear, and what is and is not acceptable. Some looked shaken when I said that any teacher could inspect their underwear at any time.I took the opportunity to pause and look over the class. The girls ranged from the heartbreakingly beautiful blonde at the front. She surely would become a model and a trophy wife later in life. There were lovely ‘girl next door’ types, ranging in development from the still girls to a few who were illegal bahis at the blooming stage. Then the plain girl with poker strainght dark hari, who rather made up for her plumpness by already sporting a full bosom. Then the bad girls at the back of the class.I moved onto the meat of the lesson – Discipline. The girls of course had heard rumours, and now it was time to set them straight. I explained that the normal detentions, lines etc. were handed out in this school. However girls and boys could be sent for punishment. The severity of the offence would be decided upon by the teacher discovering the offence – ranging from improper knickers designed to inflame the boys, to more serious matters. The girl or boy was sent along with a note detailing the instrument – plimsoll, belt, leather strap or the cane. Also how many strokes were due. This certainly got the girls attention. I could tell the bad girls at the back were silently telling themselves how hard they would be under punishment. The beautiful girl at the front had turned ashen faced. The plump ugly girl was close to tears.I informed the girls that illegal bahis siteleri they were to report promptly to the punishment classroom of the day for their sex. This was often my classroom. Girls and boys were punished in private, so they would have to wait till I did not have a class to teach. The waiting could be awful. Pupils were punished alone, which suited my rather liberal ‘style’ as we will see.I explained that the girls would be required to bend over a desk or the teachers large table. Or a dedicated punishment frame could be used. I myself had a magnificent antique punishment frame. Made of ash wood, adjustable beight and rather sturdy. But more later. I explained that the girl would either be required to remove her own knickers or the teacher would do it. I rather preferred to do the job myself. I often ‘forgot’ to return the knickers of especially pretty girls, and had quite a collection. Even from some of their mums…Once the girl was bent over and her skirt pinned up by the teacher, I explained that the teacher would examine the target area. The purpose of this was to check that the girl canlı bahis siteleri was fir to receive the punishment. Of course I interpreted this rule liberally. I started by running my hands all over a girls bum, then down the backs of her legs. I returned via the inner thighs. Then I would run my hand over her vulva, and pull her buttocks apart to see her arsehole. With he more compliant girls I would often finger her vagina, or indeed her arsehole. Rumour had it amongst the girls that if teacher gave you a rub beforehand and you were turned on then the caning or belting hurt less. Who was I to argue…I also explained that if a girl were to refuse to bend over for the punishment, to get up and try to run away or refuse the examination then another teacher or a prefect could be called upon to restrain her.At the end of the punishment the girl was required to stand in the corner, skirt pinned up and bare bum on display. This served to let her marks ripen and for her to reflect on her misdeeds. During this period visitors were allowed to my classroom. Needless to say when a pretty girl was being punished there would often be a visitor or two – male and female.At the end of the corner time the girl was required to bend over again, this time to be photographed for her punishment book. After that she was normally only too glad to have her skirt unpinned and dash out of the classroom.

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Young Dumb & Full Of Cum (loyalsock)

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Young Dumb & Full Of Cum (loyalsock)18-year-old Emily was always a staple of the mean girls’ group, not because she was one of them, they certainly didn’t think of her that way, to them, she was a useful idiot, a rather harsh term to be sure, unfortunately, Emily was indeed far from being the sharpest tool in the shed, and to top it off, she was kind to a fault, optimistic, gullible and impressionable, not to mention easy to arouse.At 5″8′, Emily’s massive 36DD breasts, round and bouncy ass, not to mention her blonde hair gave her the appearance of a typical blonde bimbo, something easily exacerbated by her personality, and thanks to that as well, she was always the target of the pranks and mean tricks the school played by mean girls that swarmed around her for simple fun.For instance, as she did not have a car, Emily was forced to walk to school, it was chilly at this time in November, she opted for a nice warm gray sweater and jeans, along with a cute set of pink underwear before stepping out to head to school.”Oh goodness, I think I’m going to be late.” she looked down at her cellphone to see the time, she had to hurry up, but just then, a red convertible car drove right next to her and came to a halt.”Hey Emily!” A girl yelled from the car, when Emily turned to see, she found Cindy, along with her friends Mindy and Candy, or as the school liked to call them, the Triple Dees “You look like you need a ride.””Oh yes! I would appreciate it!” Emily happily accepted, now she wouldn’t be late, but when she reached out to the passenger seat’s door, Cindy stopped her.”In the back, Emily.” Cindy pointed at a spot between Mindy and Candy.”But this one’s empty, why-” Emily wondered aloud, once again Cindy stopped her.”Just get in the back, Emily, or do you not want a ride?” Cindy seemed to lose patience, so Emily obliged, a ride is a ride after all.For some reason, Candy, who was closer to the door, got out and let Emily get in first before sandwiching her in between the two girls.”You know Emily, you have ginormous boobs!” Mindy commented, making Emily blush, and even began massaging and kneading Emily’s left breast.”Yeah, you’re like a cow!” the comment from Candy made Emily blush even more, especially when she took the right breast in hand.”What are you…” Emily began, but her words were lost as a soft moan escaped her lips, as she was taken by surprise.She stayed quiet for a second, but had to marshal up some self-control to stop the girls from going any further.”Please stop, if you keep doing that, I won’t be able to focus in class.” Emily blurted out, and the two did stop for a second.”What’s wrong, Emily? You can’t be turned on just by that?” Mindy asked.”Um, well…” Emily felt a little embarrassed having to admit it so blatantly now.”That can’t be right, oh I know, I read it in Cosmos, sometimes a little cold air can distract from such darıca escort bayan a thing!” Candy obviously lied, though to sweet Emily, there was no way her friend would lie to her.”Really? So what should I do?” Asking so innocently, the two girls smiled inwardly at how gullible Emily was.”Well, you should take that sweater off.” Candy suggested, and Emily looked at her for a second, for another second Candy was wondering if Emily had wised up to the trick, but then Emily began to nod, as if understanding the ludicrous logic…”Of course, it’s like a cold shower… Okay! I’ll do it!” And with that, Emily began pulling the sweater up off her body, exposing her pink bra clad breasts to the sunlight “Oh gosh! It’s so cold!”Emily handed the sweater to Candy, who tossed on the front passenger seat next to Cindy.”Just stay like that for a bit, you’ll feel better.” Mindy assured the gullible teen, rubbing her arm sympathetically.However, Emily noticed that her arousal was not fading, if anything, it was increasing! She began to worry.”Oh no, Mindy, Candy, I’m still-” Emily caught herself, still embarrassed about stating her current condition “I think it’s even worse!””Really? That can’t be right, you should take off your pants then, you probably need more cold to shock your system.” Candy seemed puzzled at the ineffectiveness of her technique.”Right!” Emily nodded fervently and began unbuttoning her jeans, sliding them down and tossing them on the front seat with her sweater all on her own, Candy and Mindy exchanged a knowing glance.Another couple of minutes later, Emily was distraught that her arousal was increasing even further! She could now feel a wet spot forming on her panties!”I’m still…” Emily caught herself, looked left and right as if someone invisible might be watching her in the car, before leaning in towards Candy and whispering “I’m still horny.””Are you sure you’re horny, Emily?” Candy said out loud, to an Emily who was red as a beet “You’re not making this up, are you?””No, I’m not!” Emily was quite worried, she was quite turned on.”I don’t believe you, Emily,” Mindy jumped in “I bet your nipples aren’t even hard!””They are! They’re so hard and sensitive right now!” Seemingly forgetting about her shyness now that she was being accused of faking, Mindy marveled at how gullible the young blonde was.”Prove it then, take your bra off and show us your nipples.” Candy seemed quite oppositional, but Emily, ever the optimist, was sure that if she did so that Candy would believe her.Reaching behind her back, Emily unclasped her bra and let her large, round breasts free, her nipples were, just as she claimed, extremely hard.”Hmmm, they do appear to be hard…” Candy proclaimed as she tossed the bra onto the seat, then taking Emily’s pink nipple in hand and giving it a gentle pinch, which caused Emily to moan “I don’t know, Emily, escort darıca it could just be the cold weather.””That’s right, if you want to know if you’re horny, you should see if your pussy is wet, is it?” Mindy once again jumped in with a suggestion.”It is! My pussy is soaking wet!” Emily exclaimed, once again, oblivious to the lewd comments she was making about herself now.”Well, you have to prove it Emily, take your panties off.” Emily slid her panties off at the behest of Candy to reveal her cleanly shaven lips, but instead of tossing the panties to the front, she gave them to Candy, who wished to inspect them.”Okay Emily, show us your pussy.” Mindy asked, and Emily propped her feet up onto the car’s seats, spreading her legs wide open.”We can’t see quite well Emily, spread your pussy.” Mindy said, as she bent forward to take a good look at Emily’s pussy, and it was quite clear that Emily was soaking wet, juices leaking out in copious amounts as the lips were spread open to reveal her pink flesh.”Hmmm, I can’t see it quite well from this angle, let me take a picture of it to make sure.” Mindy added as she took out her cellphone, placed it between Emily’s widespread legs and took a close up of Emily’s drenched snatch, when she looked at the picture, Emily’s bald mound glistened quite brightly “You’re right Emily, you’re leaking like a faucet!””See? I told you!” Emily was relieved that her friends believed her, even though it took stripping naked in a convertible in bright daylight to do so.”As an apology, let’s all take a selfie together!” Candy suggested, and Mindy gleefully agreed, Emily was no stranger to being photographed by her friends naked, though she was always a bit embarrassed about being the only one naked.”Oh, I should put these somewhere.” Candy remembered the panties in her hands, but once again, instead of simply tossing them on the seat in front of her, she stuffed them into Emily’s mouth just as Mindy took the picture, Emily’s bouncing boobs quite visible in the picture with two fully clothed and grinning girls, and her panties stuffed into her mouth, her eyes showing clear surprise at the sudden act.”So what should I do? I can’t go into class this horny!” Emily complained once she fished the panties out, she didn’t mind her friends’ odd behavior every once in a while.”Well, since you’re already naked, why not just masturbate?” Candy suggested, a deceptively innocuous smile on her face.”What? Why?” As gullible as Emily was, she still was puzzled at the sudden request, true, she was extremely horny, but why would her friends tell her to do that?”Well, it’s probably the only way at this point to calm yourself down, otherwise, you won’t be able to focus all day.” Candy explained, and just waited for a second as the gears turned in Emily’s head, until it seemed that Emily’s own horniness and gullibility overpowered darıca escort her sensibilities and doubt.”Oh… I suppose you’re right…” Emily was certainly embarrassed, but this was her friends’ advice, they wouldn’t give her bad advice, right? Besides, she always seemed to find herself naked and doing all sorts of things like this, and she always enjoyed every second of it, so it was all fine.Emily closed her eyes and let her hands wander freely, one gravitated to her breasts, the other dropped to tease her clit, now grasping at her rock hard nipples, Emily pinched, tweaked and pulled at the tiny nubs, all while her finger rubbed circles over her joy button.Forgetting all manner of decency, Emily was now in her own world, moaning loudly and freely, writhing in pleasure inside the car as her fingers worked their way into her sopping wet pussy, she wasn’t even aware that Cindy had pulled over at a red light, all cars around her, all walkers on the sidewalk had their eyes on the pretty blonde girl, naked in the convertible fingering herself to a pleasurable climax, Mindy and Candy were even recording her in the act on their phones, they certainly didn’t need blackmail material on Emily, she was quite likely to do whatever they wanted her to do, but they enjoyed showing it to her and teasing her about it once she calmed down and realized that she’d been caught on video.Emily’s back arched as she hit nirvana, she screamed loudly in joy as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body, announcing repeatedly and loudly to her friends that she was cumming.The light turned green and Cindy drove on, they were almost at school, Emily was able to recover from such a great orgasm by the time they arrived, however, when Emily reached over to her clothes, Cindy just slapped them away.”Did I give you permission to masturbate in my car, Emily?” Cindy angrily asked, Emily was taken aback by her reaction.”Um, no… I thought-” But before Emily could explain herself, Cindy cut her off.”You should be ashamed of yourself, being so presumptuous as to think you can let your juices flow in my car, I will have to clean the seats, you know.” Cindy pointed at the wet spot Emily’s ministration had left on the upholstery, now Emily felt quite ashamed of herself.”You don’t deserve to wear these clothes, I’ll keep them.” Cindy declared, and Emily’s eyes were wide as saucers.”I can’t go to class naked!” Emily protested.”Well, then I suppose you’ll have to run to your gym locker and get some clothes from there.” Cindy simply explained, and Emily hung her head in shame, silently getting out of the car and jogging off in front of all the students buck naked.”Say, you think she’ll ever stop being so gullible?” Mindy asked, watching Emily’s ass bounce freely as she passed her fellow students who were used to seeing Emily in various states of undress thanks to the triple D’s antics, the rhythm was quite hypnotic.”Who knows, you know what they call girls like her…” Candy was just as mesmerized by Emily as Mindy was.”Young, dumb and full of cum.” Cindy sighed, putting Emily’s clothes in her trunk.

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The Hot Steamy Shower pt.1

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The Hot Steamy Shower pt.1I hear the shower running as I walk into our bedroom.  I see your clothes in a pile on the floor.  I see your lacy panties and bra atop the pile and suddenly I am ravenous, my hunger for you overwhelms me and I desire to consume you like an eloquent private banquet created only for me.  My desire for you becomes powerful, commanding me and I feel a stirring deep within that causes a an uncontrollable physical reaction to the thoughts and images now running through my mind suddenly intoxicated with desire for you. I enter the bathroom where air is hot with steam and I hear the water splashing onto the bottom of the tub.  The sunlight through the window casts a steamy, shadowy, erotic image of you against the thin vale of the shower curtain as you rinse your hair.  Your arms are raised making your breasts rise and swell as if wanting to be touched and caressed with my gentle loving hands.  I drink in the beautiful seductive vision before me as I begin to undress.  Removing the last of my clothes, I watch you turn, your back now to the shower kıbrıs escort curtain and I seize the moment to join you while you are unaware of my entrance.  I ease the curtain open and step quietly in behind you.  You stand with your back to me directing the force of the hot water onto your neck and shoulders as you massage them.  For a few moments I stand behind you watching you enjoy the hot streaming water pulse onto your neck and shoulders. I am hypnotized by the vision of your beautiful back, the creamy skin and soft tone of your muscles moving as you massage your shoulders.  I gaze momentarily at your exquisite shapely bottom as the hot water and soapy bubbles run over it and through the valley of your rear-end disappearing into the hidden places of your wonderful sex.  My reaction is desire and anticipation, I can feel myself responding and my passion for you growing both emotionally and physically.  I reach and take the open bottle of body wash and squeeze a generous portion into my hand.  Still unaware that I have slipped into your private world, escort kıbrıs you step backwards from the shower head as I am rubbing the body wash into my hands preparing to apply it to your wet and sensuous body.  As you reach up to squeeze the water from your hair I gently reach around you placing my hands on the soft sexy flesh of your belly.  For a moment you are startled, surprised, instinctively you start  to turn.  My strong masculine hands and arms fully embrace you with the power of my passion as I pull you against me from behind preventing you from turning to me as I whisper into your ear “Hi Honeybee, I thought I would do your back for you.”  Hearing my loving voice you realize what is happening as you feel my hardening reaction pressing into the soft valley of your bottom. Instinctively you place your hands over mine and press the soft sensual flesh of your bottom into me.  You lean your head back against my chest, your beautiful face turned upwards drawing my hungry lips to your own.  As our lips meet in a wanting wet kiss my  hands move kıbrıs escort bayan to the tops of your sexy shoulders and slowly spread the fragrant body wash over them traveling back down to your belly and ribs.  The water is making the air hot, steamy, heavy, like the feeling of lust that is overtaking us.  My hands spread the slick soapy wash over you and slowly move up under your breasts until they rest in the crease where your beautiful full breasts form from your chest.  I carefully spread body wash simultaneously to the undersides of your breasts and slowly work to the sides of each careful not to touch your hardening fleshy points, even though they strain with desire for me.  I caress the sides and continue upwards until I reach your underarms softly stroking and massaging the slippery fragrant soap into them.  My hands move out from your underarms and in one fluid motion I slide them over the tops of your breasts then down and around the sides again avoiding the beautiful dark circles that frame the erect flesh centered in each.  I continue down your ribs and over the tops of your curvy hips until I reach the top of the valley that hides your most  sacred places.  I again take the body wash and drizzle it over your back and direct it into the exotic cleft between your curvy sensual hips.  

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My Hairy Dorm Room Gangbang (True Story)

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My Hairy Dorm Room Gangbang (True Story)My name is Jennifer, and this is a completely true story. The events told actually happened. This story happened in the year 2008, which is the year I graduated from high school and moved away for college. I was tremendously nervous about moving away from home but I felt ready for the fun that awaited me at college. Little did I know, how much fun I would actually have. Being 18 years old, I had finally entered adulthood and was about to take on a lot more responsibility living almost 400 miles from home. I was born and raised in San Jose, California by two wonderful parents of German and Polish descent. The school I chose was in Southern California in a city south of Los Angeles called Irvine. At this university, I chose to study Biology and I lived on campus for my freshman year in dorms that were themed to Middle Earth from Lord of the Rings. My dorm was Calmindon and I shared a room with another girl from the Bay Area who went home every weekend, so I fortunately had the place to myself on weekends to do whatever I wanted. And I definitely took advantage of this freedom.With my heritage mentioned above, I will say that I am naturally a very hairy woman. I’m talking extremely hairy. Even my large pink nipples have hair on my somewhat perky 38D boobs. I started growing pubic hair around the age of 8 and my crotch has never ever seen a razor. By the time I was 18, the hair was about 4 inches long, very dark brown and extremely dense. My bush stretches just about from hip to hip and it spills out onto my stomach and thighs. So needless to say, my panties and bikini bottoms do not hide anything. But I embrace my obscene amount of pubic hair. I am very open to show it at the pool or beach, and it often becomes a topic of discussion. I also have a large vagina that not only has really long labia and a gaping opening, but it can easily fit a fist. In fact, I took my first fist at 16 years old!And oh, I squirt. A lot. Like as strong as a sprinkler and I can shoot clear across a room. kuşadası escort These orgasms are usually accompanied by blood curdling screams that can be heard anywhere in the dorm building. I can’t help it!I’ll admit, I am a slut. I embrace that fact about myself. It started at a very young age and I’ve enjoying exploring my sexuality in many different ways. Through high school, I had gained an obsession of cock, especially big ones. One of my high school boyfriends, Jeff, had a massive one and I have been hooked since. So with my freedom, I had wanted all the cock I could get.So now you know a little bit about me.A few months in to the school year, I had fucked several guys and even a couple girls in my dorm room. The entire dorm building knew me very well by my screams, but I embraced it. Before Thanksgiving break came, I had wanted more cock and decided to host a gangbang. I had never had one before but had seen them in porn several times. The most I had done before this was a threesome but I wanted more attention. So I brought up the idea to one of my fuck buddies and he was game! He helped spread the word, in addition to me inviting a couple classmates. I still remember it, the date I chose was Saturday, November 8 at 8 pm. “The 8th at 8. Come fuck my bush.” We gave open invitations for whoever wanted to show up to my room at that time.When the day came, I was so nervous but so horny. The day was long as I waited for 8 pm to come about. Around 7 pm, I showered in the communal showers and made my way back to my room to stage myself. I unlocked my dorm room door so anyone could walk in just by turning the handle. I fluffed my bush and then sat on my twin bed with my back against my wall and my legs spread to my side, putting my big hairy vagina on display to the edge of the bed. It was literally dripping already. As I sat and waited, I teased a little and my heart was beating out of my chest.8 pm rolled around, and I was still sitting alone. But, suddenly about 10 minutes later, there was a knock on kuşadası escort bayan the door. I told them to come on in and sure enough, the first two guys opened the door wide open with their eyes immediately locked on my massive bush. Without moving from my revealing position, I invited them to get comfortable. No less than 5 minutes later, more knocks brought more guys to the room. Some passerbys in the crowded dorm hall even caught a glimpse of me in my position as those entering swung the door wide open. I didn’t mind. As the guys came in, there was a lot of expletives and nervous laughter. But by 8:30, 5 guys were there, all naked and ready to take care of me. The waiting made me ready. Since I produce so much vaginal fluid, there was discharge dripping from my vagina and getting caught in my pubic hair. I opened the night up with some ground rules (there weren’t many) and invited them to take turns eating me out while I sucked them off. I have still not moved my my seated spread position, so my giant vagina was wide open for eating as I sucked those that stood up on the bed for me to suck them. Most of them took turns eating me out, making fluids flow and moans ring out. After about 30 minutes of oral fun by all, it was time to begin penetration. Most of the men were average size, but one was really massive. But I was happy to take them all. They took turns holding my legs back while they pounded me. I told them all to hold off cumming, so each man fucked me for a few minutes each. By this time, I was screaming my head off for each man. The rest of the floor surely knew that sometime exciting was happening in my room. The pounding continued for about 20 minutes before I felt the strong urge to squirt. I asked and none of the guys had seen a girl squirt in real life before. So I started a countdown as the big cock pounded me hard and fast. The countdown exploded with a huge fountain of fluid that literally hit the ceiling and sprayed the men standing in front of me. They were all in shook, and escort kuşadası I was dripping and swollen. With such an enthusiastic audience, I finger fucked myself for another squirt about a minute later. There was fluid everywhere, including all over my roommate’s half of the room.By now, I needed some water. So I took a five minute break to get up and go to the bathroom. The communal bathrooms are down the hall from my room and I went there wearing a robe and my face bright red. Everyone I passed knew exactly what I had just done. But I loved it.After the break, I returned to the room, immediate stripped off the robe, and went back at it. I took turns riding each guy as I kept sucking cock. It’s really hard sucking cock if you are a really loud screamer. But after some cowgirl and some doggy, I was ready for one more squirt show and some cum. I sprayed one final orgasm on my back and there was even more fluid than before. My vagina had swelled so much, it looked like I had used a vaginal pump. Surprisingly, none of the guys had really came yet. So I got back in my seated position with my hairy pussy on the side of the bed with legs spread back. I requested that they all spray my bush, so each man took turns penetrating me before pulling out and unloading on my huge carpet of dense pubic hair. There was a lot of screaming from me, saying “Spray my big bush!” By now, I think everyone in the dorm knows I have a lot of pubic hair. All five men did this and I was coated! It looked like I had an entire bottle of lotion dumped onto my crotch. It was so much!!It was nearly 11:00 pm by then and I laid there in complete ecstasy. I could feel my vagina leaking and pulsating for the next hour. I could not move as the vaginal fluid and cum mixture dropped down from all over. I thanked the guys and they all got dressed and left. I continued to lay there until I fell asleep.The next day. Sunday, was spent cleaning up all of the stains in the room. There were a lot. My bed was still really wet and my roommate’s bed had my squirting evidence all over it. I cleaned it all, including the ceiling. But the smell never went away the entire year. I loved the reminder. Since then, I have had several more gangbangs and other fun activities. And yes, I have still yet to touch my ever-growing pubic hair.

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