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The four friends had enjoyed their time in Cambodia. They had known each other for many years, and taken a number of holidays together. All in their 50s, they had managed to empty their nests and had started to enjoy some travel, both as individual couples and as a group together. They lived in Australian cities about 600 miles apart, so chances to get together were not as frequent as they would have liked.

Brigitta was a little younger than the others, and her Scandinavian heritage showed in her accent, white blonde hair and petite figure. She was a physical therapist, and kept very fit. Her husband Richard had recently retired after a long career as a pilot, and he too practiced yoga and stayed fit. Alex also had recently retired as a solicitor, and was enjoying his leisure, while Mia was still working in medical research and enjoying herself doing it.

After a wonderful night at the Cambodian Circus in Siem Reap, the foursome were enjoying cocktails in their hotel, and thinking that the night was too young for them to retire. The cocktails were slipping down easily, and Brigitta finally said:

“How would you feel about a double couples massage? When we were here last time with David and Julia, they took us to this lovely place not all that far from here. The people were fabulous and the experience really opened us up to some new possibilities. You might find it life-changing.”

“Sounds intriguing”, said Mia, “But how will the four of us get a massage at once, and how many people will it take to, er, do us?”

Richard joined in “Not a problem, Mia, there’s a big room with double beds and showers, and each couple will be massaged by a wonderful young lady. The girls we had last time were very skilled, and it was somehow unifying to just have one person for us both.

“The only thing is that, for the type of massage it is, we will all need to be naked. There’s a divider in the room between the beds though, which we can pull down if we want.”

“Wow”, said Alex, “You know, all these years we’ve known each other, we’ve never gotten naked together. If you all are OK with that, I’m happy.”

“Absolutely,” said Richard, “It’s fabulous, and I promise you will never be the same. One thing you need to be prepared for though, is that it’s an intensely erotic experience. The girls are very skilled in the ancient love arts of Cambodia, and they are very pleased to be able to pass on some of the skills they’ve learned to people like us. Brigitta and I have been prepared to seek some amazing new experiences since coming here.”

“Erotic?” said Mia, “you mean it goes beyond my usual massage? Actually that’s kind of nice. I’ve often thought it would be good to go a bit beyond the post-golf and workout massages I get at the club from Hans.”

“I thought you had a bit of a thing for Hans, darling,” said Alex, “I have to admit you have good taste.”

“You know you’re always my number one, Alex.”

“You mean there’s a number two, and three, and more?”

“Well, not yet, but maybe we might get a new perspective on that question tonight. It sounds like Richard and Brigitta might have some stories to share with us. In the meantime I could use another cocktail for Dutch courage.”

After a couple more drinks while Brigitta made phone calls to arrange their session and to give some direction to the masseurs, the four piled into a tuk-tuk for the 15 minute journey in the hectic traffic. The driver knew the place, of course, and asked if they would like him to wait for them afterwards. Brigitta decided it would be better if they let him go, as they did not know how long they would be, but at least a couple of hours.

“That seems like a long time for a massage” said Mia.

“Well, it’s konyaaltı escort a bit more than just a massage, and I promise you, you will not be disappointed,” said Brigitta mysteriously.

The massage centre was modern and clean and dimly lit with candles and lamps. They were met by the owner, who in turn introduced them to two young women, barefoot and identically dressed in red silk kimonos, named Jorani and Rithy. The girls smiled graciously and motioned to the changing rooms. Mai and Brigitta went with Jorani, and Alex and Richard with Rithy. The girls handed each of them a black silk kimono, and indicated they should take off all their clothing and shower before putting on the garment. The two rooms and showers were separated only by a blind, which could be rolled up. The girls asked if the couples would like the blinds up, and Mai said:

“I don’t think we’re quite ready for that yet”

Alex saw the look that passed between Richard and Brigitta which said: “Maybe that will change”

After drying off, the couples came into the massage room, which had two large firm beds, separated by another blind. Richard and Brigitta went into the left hand room with Jorani, and Alex and Mai to the other with Rithy. The girls quickly removed their kimonos, revealing beautifully toned young bodies, and indicated to their guests that they should do the same and lie down on their stomachs.

As the couples watched fascinated, each masseur then picked up a small vase of warmed oil, and began to spread it over her body. The girls then gently climbed onto the bed and lay on each man’s back, taking time to apply the oil with their body from the toes to the neck. They then calmly moved over and did the same to each of the women, so that each person was now coated with a thin layer of exquisitely scented oil.

A slow, lingering massage followed, each girl reaching out at times to caress the person alongside along the length of their body to remind them they had not been forgotten.

Jorani and Rithy then gently helped the women to flip over, so they were on their backs. Brigitta was fully waxed, but Mai had a little pubic hair. Rithy asked if it would be OK if she could shave Mai, as she was sure it would make the rest of the evening much more exciting, and Mai dreamily agreed. A bowl of warm soapy water and a razor appeared, and within minutes Rithy had shaved Mai clean. Mai reached down to feel the area, and was delighted when Rithy took her hand and started to help her explore and enjoy herself.

Alex meanwhile was enjoying every moment, watching Mai stroke and explore her beautiful pussy, knowing that their enjoyment of each other would be enhanced even more when he licked and sucked her smoothness. Watching Rithy guide Mai’s fingers along her slit and into her pussy he became very aroused, and a little embarrassed as his erection grew.

Rithy smiled at him, and while keeping three fingers inside Mai, slid across so she straddled Alex’s stomach, and using her body applied more oil to him. Her body slid up and down over Alex, and then she slid her legs down and took the whole length of him into her vagina. Alex felt the delicious warmth of her as she took him, then lay still while she worked her muscles to massage his cock.

“Mai, this is incredible, Rithy has the most amazing pussy. Are you sure you’re OK with this?”

Mai answered dreamily, slowly approaching orgasm as Rithy’s fingers worked magic inside her “Darling, of course. I want to see you enjoy yourself as much as possible. As long as you’ve got some juice in the tank for me.”

This was not the shy, conservative, church-going soccer mom Alex had known for the last 30 years. He wondered where kepez escort this sexy woman had been hiding, and was very glad she had appeared. Through the waves of pleasure Rithy was giving him, Alex was excited at the prospect of fucking his wife and remembering this experience together for a long time.

As he began to feel a climax coming, Rithy slowly withdrew him from her, and kneeled between the two of them, her fingers still in Mai’s pussy and stroking gently. Mai’s legs were spread wide, and she was moving her hips to take more of the caress. Mai was close to coming, but Rithy had other ideas, and slowly stopped and withdrew her fingers.

One of the girls had raised the bamboo blind between the two beds, and Mai and Alex looked over to see Richard and Brigitta in a similar state to themselves. Jorani held Richard’s erect penis in her hand, and with the other was slowly massaging Brigitta’s clit as she moaned in ecstasy. Rithy then looked at Brigitta, and raising her hand in the air, gave the universal symbol for a switch by turning her wrist. Brigitta smiled at Rithy and Alex, then at Mai, who smiled back.

The girls then led their male pupils around the bed, leading them by their cocks and motioning to them to lie down next to the other women. Rithy then guided Alex’s hand to Brigitta’s thighs, and helped him to insert two fingers into her beautiful, shaven, soaking pussy. Brigitta gasped as the fingers went in and Alex started to move them slowly inside her.

“Please fuck me” Brigitta said breathlessly, “I’ve been looking forward to this for so long.”

Alex glanced over at his beautiful wife, but her eyes were closed in ecstasy as she sucked Richard’s very large, very stiff cock, and in the sixty nine position he licked her pussy noisily. Rithy and Jorani had discreetly left the room, leaving the four friends to enjoy themselves together.

Brigitta guided Alex’s cock to her pussy lips, and he flipped the tip of it over her clit, teasing her as her entered her slowly and gently, easing his way inside her at an agonising pace.

“I want to feel every little bit of you and remember it always,” Alex said as she spread herself out beneath him.

“I love your cock, it’s so long and thick. I love you filling me. I love you fucking me…Oh God.” Said Brigitta as she reached a shuddering climax when Alex’s cock reached the end of her love canal. “Now go fast, fuck me hard, and cum and cum and cum. I want it all.”

Alex obliged eagerly, feeling the hot spurts of cum entering Brigitta’s gorgeous pussy and making her even wetter.

The noise of their passion had excited Mai and Richard as well, and Alex and Brigitta watched as Richard entered Mai from behind, giving her the length of his penis before withdrawing almost to the tip and plunging back into her. Mai came with a loud scream as Richard emptied himself into her, then collapsed onto the bed, her backside in the air as Richard’s cum flowed out.

Brigitta had guided Alex’s fingers backed into her pussy as they watch their partners fuck, but now she was moving over towards Mai, slipping her fingers into Mai’s still pulsating pussy, withdrawing Richard’s cum and putting it to her lips.

Brigitta leant over to Mai and whispered to her “I’m just the girl to clean that pussy of yours. Let’s give the boys a show and see if our own husbands might want to fuck us.”

Together on the bed, Brigitta settled between Mai’s legs and started to lick her thighs and stomach, and finally her pussy, lapping at the cum which was still dripping out.

As the men watched, Jorani and Rithy had re-entered the room and sat next to them, again applying a little oil to their now erect members. So fine kemer escort was this attention that the men were having some difficulty concentrating on the show before them. The girls withdrew as Brigitta led Mai to her second orgasm, and said “I hope I’m going to fuck you again and soon Alex, but right now I want to feel my husband inside me, and Mai wants you too.”

The women lay side by side holding hands, and spread their thighs wide apart, inviting their mates to enter them and fuck them hard. Within minutes all four had noisily come again, collapsing in a tangled heap of bodies and caressing each other for what seemed a long time.

A thought occurred to Mai and she sat up, her hand still gently stroking Richard’s semi-erect penis. “So when you said this was a life changing experience when you came here with David and Julia, did you do the same sort of thing we did here today, you know, swapping partners and all?”

“We did, Mai, and it was almost as fabulous as the time we had today,” said Richard. “David and Julia said afterwards that they had been exploring a more adventurous side of their sexuality for a while, and they wanted to introduce us to their world and give us the opportunity to see if it was right for us.”

“And was it?” said Alex.

“Well, what do you think, mate.” Said Richard. “After an experience like this, how could you go back to the vanilla lifestyle? D & J introduced us to a couple of their friends, and we got together for a couple of parties. We made a slow start, but after a while there’s quite a few of us who meet regularly and enjoy each other’s company.”

“You mean some of your friends in Brisbane? What about Helen and Chris?”

Bergitta and Richard looked cautiously at each other, and finally Birgitta said “Well, we feel a bit circumspect about talking about our friends unless you are going to be joining us. I know Sydney’s a long way away and you might not be able to get to too many of our functions, but you would be most welcome if you want to.

“So then, will you come up and join us once in a while? We will still look forward to playing with you alone of course.”

Alex and Mai looked quickly at each other, then smiled and Mai nodded enthusiastically. “Of course we would love to join you, and fly up to Brisbane as often as we can for parties, as long as we can stay at your place.”

Birgitta hugged her “I so hoped you’d feel that way. This will be brilliant. You will love the others. As for your question, yes Helen and Chris are lifestyle friends.”

“That’s great.” Said Alex, “We really like them both. What about Jayant and Meera?”

“Oh yes. They’re fabulous. Meera just loves it. She can’t wait till the next party, and beforehand she’s on the phone to all the girls talking about themes and costumes and interesting options. The two of them have enormous energy, and they’ve brought along a couple of their friends as well who have been lovely.”

“What about Jason and Ruth?” Said Mai. Jason was African American, and had settled in Australia after playing professional sport and marrying Ruth a few years before.

“Funny you should ask that,” said Bergitta, “We had a nice long chat with them a few weeks ago, and they’re looking forward to coming to the first event in a few weeks’ time.”

“Count me in.” said Mai quickly, as Alex looked at her sideways. “Oh, come on Alex, you know you’ve always had a thing for Ruth as well.”

“Oops, caught me,” laughed Alex, “I am so looking forward to this.”

“Next party is on Saturday the 16th, and we’re hosting,” said Bergitta.

Mai smiled. “Done. Maybe we should shower and dress and head back. It’s late. Love you both so much.”

As they emerged from the building, their tuk-tuk and driver were waiting for them. The friends climbed into the back and they rode smiling and cuddling back to their hotel.

As they got out of the vehicle, the driver gave them a broad smile and said “Same time tomorrow?”

“Yes.”

“Absolutely.”

“You bet.”

“Try and stop us.”

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It was my first year at teaching at Hairrow. It was an all boys institution and I was getting a little tired of the job. Frankly speaking there wasn’t enough sex. Most of the students were into studies or games and the evenings were lonely. The guy I was seeing was hardly making any attempt to fuck me and I stopped him from coming to my digs near the school within the complex.

This was it I was going to give up the job so I called up Martin the PT instructor who I was trying to seduce. I told him I was getting bored and I would be leaving the job at the end of the week. He came over immediately anxiously trying to dissuade me from chucking up the job. He was in his shorts and he looked well hung. I put my hands on his lap and grasped his huge member. Martin pulled his shorts aside so that his cock sprang up in front of him. It was really big …thick and long, about nine inches. My eyes were riveted on it and I wanted to suck his cock. I looked at the window and I spied three of the naughtiest boys in my class peering in as I stroked the mammoth piece of meat.

Since I was leaving I called them in. John, Robert and the Indian Shiv stood before me John staggered to his feet and moved towards me his cock bobbing stiffly in front of him. He reached for me greedily, filling his hands with those luscious breasts as he pulled on my nipples. I looked down at his huge cock and reached for it wrapping my fingers around it.

“Oh, yeah …this is a big cock.” I whispered as I began to stroke it for him “It’s so big.” I gasped my eyes riveted on the heavy slab of cockmeat in my hand. Shiv took of my tank top and exposed my naked breasts completely. He looked shocked at the enormous rug of jet-black hair in my unshaven armpits. I have never shaved or trimmed my unshaven pits and not only the boys but also Martin looked startled at the masses of hair in my bushy underarms. Shiv put his hands in my grassy lush underarms and played with the long soft silky hair in my bushy armpits. “Aahhhhhhh” he moaned as he pushed his hands into the thicket in my luscious armpits “Ohhhhh its so thick and so soft. It feels so wooly” as leant forward and kissed my bushy armpits.

“I want to suck him,” I whispered, my voice choked with lust as I lowered my face slowly toward Shiv’s thick meat. I bent it down slightly and pressed the slick cockhead to my lips, running it back and forth as he began to push my head up and down, fucking my mouth with his cock. John and Robert pumped their cocks in a steady beat. “I love big cocks …I like them in my mouth …shooting cum down my throat …spurting on my tits and in my unshaven pits. ” I dove down again, swallowing half his cock as guided me up and down on his meat “Oh, God, yes …put it in my mouth …let me suck it Martin put antalya escort your prong in my bushy armpits.” I groaned. Martin needed no second invitation and put his throbbing member into my hairy armpits “aaaaahhhhhhhh I have never put my dick in a bushy armpit before it feels good” he said as he drove in and out of my slick hairy underarms. She went down and took his cock with her mouth and he groaned so loud they all thought he was cumming. “Blow him, you little slut. Suck his massive cock,” Robert shouted as he saw me take Shiv’s dusky organ deep into the recesses of my willing mouth. I asked John to move closer and I grasped his club too and put it against my face as Shiv drove his piston in and out of my mouth. Martin was unrelenting, as his meat got lost in the heavy shrubs in my underarms.

My pussy was dripping thick rivulets of juice as I tried not to gag on his big dusky dick and then I was slipping my mouth off his cock and running my tongue around on the head, tasting his juice, running my warm tongue down the thick shaft, licking the hot flesh of Shiv’s thick cock. Shiv spasmed and grabbed me with both hands, pushing his cock into my mouth, fucking my mouth now while John slapped his throbbing member against my flushed face. He jerked me by the hair, pulling my mouth off his cock. I closed my eyes and turned my face up so that his cock was poised inches from my chin. I reached up and wrapped my hand around the thick slab of meat and jacked him off. It took maybe five or six strokes for Shiv to start spurting cum all over my face. Thick, white streams of sperm splattered across my chin and mouth but I was past caring as John filled the empty space in my mouth stuffing his massive prick deep into my mouth. Robert had moved alongside and shoved his dick into my right hairy underarm while Martin was wanking his dick in my other hairy armpit. They were moving in unison slamming my wet sweaty hairy armpits with their massive dicks

Soon I was on all fours on the bed, with four men around her. One guy was fucking my cunt from behind while another was pumping my face. The other two fondled my hairy body while I jerked them off.

I was so pre-occupied with my lovers that I hadn’t noticed Samuel the Principal enter. Obviously Martin had alerted him about my disillusionment but had forgotten it while shagging me. He shook his head with disbelief as he watched me hump back and forth, impaling my mouth and cunt on the two cocks inside me.

He gripped the back of my head and removed his massive dong and slowly crammed his giant stalk back down my throat. I gurgled with passion as both of my ends were fucked while my hands continued to pump the other two erections. “Hhmmmmmmm” Samuel moaned as I took his member into my lara escort mouth. “I never knew any woman could have such hairy underarms” as he pulled my bushy armpits. “My wife too keeps her armpits hairy as I love hairy underarms but you have such a mass of jet-black under your arms” I never knew the principal was so horny and the boys too were taken aback at seeing their Principal shoving his fat tool in my mouth. I was on top of Martin fucking him while Shiv was trying to put his organ up my hairy ass. John and Robert were now putting their tools into my bushy underarms. Mt body was oozing with perspiration as they slid their prongs in and out of my bushy underarms, which were slick and wet. Samuel couldn’t hold back as he started trembling as thick jets of creamy cum shot from the man’s pulsating tool and splattered against my face. I then took the man’s slackening member in my mouth again and lovingly sucked off the rest of his jism. My mouth was not vacant for long, however. Robert fed his own massive shaft to my lips and buried himself down my throat in one long, slow thrust.

Soon my body was trembling in a long, massive orgasm Martin with his horse sized cock slowly lodged himself in the snug mouth of my hairy pussy. “Oh, God, you’re huge! You’re tearing my cunt apart! Oh, fuck me you stud! Give me every inch of your great big cock!” I wailed as he stuffed his enormous club inside me. Samuel had grown flaccid but was rubbing his dick in my bushy underarms as it slowly swelled as his foreskin brushed the lush carpet of hair in my unshaven pits. Robert plunged his own bloated shaft down my throat as I was getting cunt and throat reamed with hard, massive cock. Martin had the fat knob of his cock buried in the wide-stretched mouth of my pussy, he slowly thrust forward, causing me to squirm and moan with passion. The man began to slowly fuck me pumping the full length of his monstrous pole in and out of my bushy cunt.

I spread my lips around the Robert’s swollen knob and began to suck him off. I moaned hotly as the hunk drove his massive tool into my pussy to the hilt. His enormous balls slapped against my stretched slit as he unloaded into me. Her hairy body shook in another orgasm while Samuel’s hard dick now started pounding the heavy pelt of hair in my furry pits. Soon Martin was spewing his hot cum into my already sopping quim, as I could see thick rivulets of sperm gush his flexing shaft.

Now John the guy with the biggest cock knelt between my spread thighs and thumped his meaty log against my dewy hairy mound. I squealed with delight when he shoved his hard, thick pole up my seething twat. I humped my ass off the mattress, skewering my wet, clasping cunt on his giant tool.

I writhed and moaned muratpaşa escort deliriously as Shiv and Martin erect once again fucked my mouth. My lips rode up and down the stiff cock pumping my face while my hips gyrated around the fleshy spike reaming my spasming pussy. I was gorged on cock, in my mouth, my cunt, waiting above me. There was so much hard fuckmeat around me, all waiting to fill my willing holes.

“Hey, darling, suck me too,” Martin, said hoarsely as he gripped my hair, pulled me off of his student’s dick, and thrust his cock into my mouth. He held onto the back of my head and guided it up and down his throbbing shaft. Feeling neglected, the two other guys took my hands and placed them on their hard pricks and then shoved it into my hairy armpits “Oh, yeah. Drink my jism, slut,” he rasped as his cock swelled between my lips and spewed gobs of sperm down my throat. “Mmmmph!” I gurgled as I swallowed the creamy scoops of cum. He held my head down on his erupting shaft, so I had no choice but to continue to suck and drink. I gulped down the tangy fuckjuice and greedily breathed in air when he finally pulled his sated organ from my lips. A hard one quickly replaced one softening cock. My mouth gooey with sperm, the other guy began pumping my face with his engorged tool. John plugging my cunt then slammed in balls-deep and groaned as he came. I came with him, squealing around the cockmeat stuffed down my throat while my pussy sheath contracted around the thick, discharging member. Samuel wasn’t having enough of my bushy armpits. “I want to cum in your hairy underarms” he shouted as he drove his member in and out of my hairy armpits “My wife doesn’t let me fuck her hairy armpits and I love putting my dick in your enormously furry underarms” he continued “I am ccccmmmmmiiiiinnnnngggggggg” he screamed as he shot spurts of thick sperm in my hairy underarms. The Principal too had played with me along with his students.

The young stud John too filled my cunt with his hot seed, making his own contribution to an already brimming reservoir of sperm. I was jerking off Robert and I allowed him to turn me over on my hands and knees. I then sighed with satisfaction when he mounted me from behind. Shiv fed me his swollen cock and I was again filled with dick on both ends. I rocked back and forth between the two studs. My lips slid down one thick, pulsating shaft, then I bucked back and rammed my enflamed cunt against the other hard slab of cockmeat. I moaned constantly as my fuckholes were pumped full with virile boy-flesh. It was soon the two men’s turn to cum. I gurgled with joy as one shaft flexed between my lips and erupted while the other hosed down the inner recesses of my pussy. I guzzled down the torrent of hot sperm gushing into my mouth while my cunt milked my other lover’s throbbing organ.

I then collapsed on the bed exhausted. My armpits were oozing with white cum plastered against he matted hair in my bushy armpits. My mouth was filled with sperm and my pussy fucked till it ached. Was I ever going to leave this institution?

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“Jesus fucking wept!”

They’d started just after a late lunch, and the day was drawing to a close. This was her second sitting too; there was a lot of detail in this one, and she’d probably be back anyway. A couple of hours was all she could handle, realistically – otherwise she’d stand up from the couch and fall straight back down again.

The first time she’d tentatively opened the door, she’d been pretty nervous anyway. So many people had recommended the place, and it was a bit intimidating – not in a grungy way, more in a oh-shit-I’m-outta-my-depth sense. Clean – no, spotless – professional, and artistic. Cool artwork on the walls. Retro tattoos everywhere. The other artists were bearded, rimless glasses, flesh tunnels in their ears. Hipster.

This time around she’d not been quite so unnerved. It was busier when she’d returned for the second appointment, but livelier too – three or four artists working on clients, everyone talking, the artists laughing and their subjects trying not to for fear of moving.

She’d stood on a chair as he applied the stencil to her lower leg. She watched from high up as he carefully positioned it just-so, his head bowed over his work, his own tattoos peeking out from the collar of his shirt, creeping up his neck. He blew a lock of hair away from his face as he straightened, telling her to lie face down on the padded massage couch.

It hurt like hell on the back of her calf. More than the first time, when he’d worked around the side and over her shinbone. She’d distracted herself with her phone, checking her Facebook account, her emails, anything really. She’d noticed last time that he’d not been much of a talker. She’d tried to engage in conversation, curious about the man who was leaving permanent marks on her body, and whilst he was perfectly polite, he didn’t seem to want to chat.

“Smarts on that bit, doesn’t it,” he’d said, as she took a break for a moment to adjust her position. She’d done her best to stay still, but joked as they started that she’d have to make a real effort not to kick him in the face. After a while she’d had to fidget, because she’d held herself up on her elbows and was starting to tire.

“Too right,” she sighed. “Ah well, be worth it in the end!”

He’d laughed with his colleagues but didn’t seem to want to make small talk with her. As she lay back down, she glanced backward, appreciating how he looked as he concentrated on changing the needle in the tattoo gun. She went back to her phone, quickly squashing her thoughts. His girlfriend had been there, spending the last of her lunchbreak with him. And she’d got her own man at home. She was quite happy. Nothing wrong with appreciation though, she thought. No-one has to know.

The sting in her leg made it hard to think anyway, so she looked around the room. One of the tattoo designs on the wall depicted a buxom young woman bent over a sailor’s knee, taking a spanking, her heels flailing in the air. She wondered who’d drawn that one, and entertained the faint hope that it was one of his. That he liked the idea.

The afternoon was drawing in and he’d almost finished. The other artists had completed working on their clients and all but one had disappeared for the afternoon. The bearded dude in the drainpipe jeans.

“You almost done there?” Beard-dude called over.

“Yeah, just some highlights and a bit of shading to go. You head off. I’ll lock up.”

“You sure? Thanks man. She doesn’t look like the mugging-for-the-takings type,” Beard-dude grinned at her. “In fact she’s been quiet as a mouse.”

“I didn’t shut up first time round,” she smiled back. “Nerves I guess.”

“Ah, you got no reason to be nervous now though,” smiled her artist. “Pro now, aren’t ya? See you in the morning, dude,” He raised a hand in farewell to his colleague, and the bell on the door rattled as he closed it.

She’d laughed quietly.

“What?”

“You, taking the piss out of me. Just because it’s only my second tattoo, and you’re covered..”

“I wasn’t!” he protested in mock horror. “Besides, these have been collected over years.”

It was odd, she’d noticed, but as the needle burned on her skin, she felt his gloved fingers as he pulled the skin taut. He was gentle, but where his fingers made contact, she could feel the same burning sensation as where the needle buzzed. Like it was transferring pain. How strange that it should feel that way.

“Where’d it hurt most on you, then?” she asked, feeling a need to fill the silence of the shop.

“Hmm…” he tried to recall. “Probably the same place – or ribs, I think. That’s always sore.”

“It’s transient though isn’t it,” she mused. “I’d still rather do this than be pierced. This hurts less.”

He laughed. “I guess that depends on where you’re pierced though! And piercing’s quicker. Come on then, own up… Where?”

He was more talkative when there was no-one else around. She chuckled and dropped her head between her arms, onto the couch.

“Oh, now you’re asking!”

“Ohhh… One of those, was it?”

“Yup. It’s weird, sitting florya escort there fully clothed from the waist up, while someone’s bending over your nether regions with a fucking great needle.”

“Oh.. Oh! Shit! I thought you were gonna say nipple!”

“Erm, no. I’m told that’s bloody agony, although I do kinda fancy it. No, this was.. well.. they call it a VCH.” She was pretty sure he’d know exactly where that went.

“Takes all sorts, I suppose. You don’t look the type,” he said.

“Is there a type..? I didn’t keep it anyway. It was really annoying. What about you?”

“Oh.. um.. no. I stick to ink.”

She could see that. He wore long shorts and his lower legs were covered, as were his arms, and she’d noted that there must have been something across his shoulders at least. Still, that seemed to be par for the course – she’d never met a tattooist that didn’t have shitloads of the damn things themselves.

“Okay.. just about done here. You did well – no wriggling. Wanna look?”

She sat up slowly. She’d go and look in the mirror, and decided to get moving. She dropped her feet to the floor and stood up, but it must have been too fast. Her head spun.

“Woah, easy there!” He’d grabbed her shoulders before she’d fallen, and she found herself blinking up at his concerned face. She was too wobbly to trust herself and just stayed there for a moment, half on the bench, half standing, with him supporting her. She felt like an utter twit. And she felt acutely aware of his proximity to her.

“Smooth huh?” she giggled weakly.

“It’s OK, don’t worry. It happens a lot. Even people who have had loads of tats still get cocky and overdo it.”

He had strong hands. Big, and warm on her shoulders. She shook her head to clear it.

“You OK yet?” He still looked concerned. Fucking hell, she wished he wasn’t touching her right now. Sure, he’d spent the last couple of hours touching her, but that was different. She was weirdly giddy. Like being slightly drunk, she thought. Her mouth ran away with her and she nodded toward the spanked girl on the wall, blurting out:

“One of yours?”

He withdrew, and looked sheepish. She eased herself off the bench, standing on her own. Shaky, but standing.

“Ah. Ha.. Yeah. Yeah, that’s mine.”

He was rummaging in a cupboard behind the counter. She could see just a mop of unruly hair, and then his eyes, as he rootled around.

“Don’t normally do this but I reckon you could use it…”

He had found a small bottle of Jack and poured a slug into a disposable cup, passing it to her. With a shrug, he poured one for himself. She wasn’t sure why – it wasn’t like he’d got the shakes, was it? No, definitely not – his hands were as deft as ever as he covered the new tattoo, gently wiping away excess ink and blood, carefully wrapping her leg with clingfilm. She wished she was as steady.

She narrowed her eyes at him over the rim of the cup as she sipped gingerly.

“Don’t give much away, do you?”

“Huh?” he was baffled.

“The.. You know, the girl. So you distract me with hard liquor rather than risk me asking about her,”

Fucking hell, that’d be bravado from the whiskey, plus the close call from nearly hitting the floor. In a detached sort of way, she could imagine her sensible side looking down at her recklessness and sighing.

He bit his lip, which made something low down in her belly twist, so she downed the rest of the booze because it seemed like a better alternative than staring at him. She’d almost forgotten the sting in her leg in favour of an ache – Yep, she thought, that kind of ache – in her nipples, and between her legs. So bloody typical, really… here she was, no makeup, ratty old jeans with one leg rolled up, socks with holes in, in front of an inexplicably attractive man who’d just spent a good couple of hours making her suffer.

She almost spat it straight back out again when she heard him say quietly “Yep… Gotta love giving a good spanking. Don’t get the chance much these days, the girlfriend doesn’t go in for it, but..”

Jesus, jesus, jesus. She didn’t want to think about that. Didn’t want to imagine being bent over his knee. Didn’t want to imagine how the texture of his clothes would feel against her bare skin. Or what his hands would feel like. Oh fuck, big hands. Big, clever, nimble hands. He must have seen how her skin flushed, how she licked her lips, because he stepped closer to her again. He took the plastic cup from her. She backed up, the small of her back bumping into the couch.

He followed. He was just an inch or two from her and she was sure he could see how her breathing had changed. She looked up at him.

“Shame,” she murmured.

And he moved like lightning, his mouth crushing hers, one hand flying to the back of her head. She opened her mouth for him, and his tongue pushed, hard and insistent. She whimpered at the sensation of being so wanted, and he kissed her even harder than she thought possible, growling as he pushed one warm hand under her shirt, tugging feriköy escort roughly at the cup of her bra. He tasted of whiskey, with the slightest hint of cinnamon. His tongue was so hot it almost burned.

The couch banged up against the counter as he pushed her against it. His fingers found her nipple and twisted, hard. She squealed into his mouth and he laughed, pulling away just enough to catch a breath.

“Like that, is it? Thought so…”

She just looked at him, her swollen lips parted, breathing hard and fast. He held her gaze, his clear grey eyes unflinching. He was smiling, a small wry smile that spoke volumes. He knew what was happening just as well as she did.

She moved her own hands up, slowly, not daring to race. Twisted her fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck. Pulled him down again, and kissed him again. Slower, at first. This was the chance she’d given him – a moment to withdraw that he’d not taken. They both knew that they shouldn’t have even been in the same room alone together, not really. But it was between the two of them, now. He hadn’t run for the hills. Her blood sang with the thrill of realisation; he wanted her, right now. She’d moved her other hand up the side of his body, enjoying the warmth of him, but now she slipped it under the waist of his shirt, to feel his patterned skin. He groaned into her mouth and his tongue slipped deeper, taking over.

His hand fell to her jeans, pressing right there between her thighs, cupping her. The heel of his hand was hard against her clit through the thick denim and she was breathless. Jesus fucking christ on a bike… She’d dared to daydream, and here it was – a fantasy from her own faithless imagination. Her mind was spinning, so close to losing all reason and functioning on instinct alone. Fuck.. The smell of him!

He tore at her t-shirt, dragging it over her head, and scrabbled at her bra. 99% of men she’d ever been with were useless with these things, she mused, and yet suddenly it was on the floor with her shirt. He unbuttoned her jeans and shoved them down, then caught himself mid-action, easing them over her sore leg gently. It put his head right next to her pussy, covered only by a pair of unsexily practical plain knickers. He breathed in through his nose, his eyes closed… Then looked up at her with a downright mischievous look playing over his face.

“On the bench,” he directed. She hopped up, her legs swinging like a small child. He’d found one of the low rolling stools, and sat down in front of her. He pushed her knees apart. A wet spot darkened her cotton knickers, and she blushed despite herself. She wasn’t quite sure of his intentions until he brandished a pair of scissors at her – and she must have looked worried half to death, because he cocked one eyebrow: “Safe hands, come on..”.

Before she knew it he’d snipped the underwear away. She was exposed completely.

He dipped his face towards her pussy and breathed her in again. She leaned back on the couch, supporting herself up on one elbow, wanting to watch his face – but automatically closing her eyes in shocked bliss as that searing hot tongue licked her from bottom to top, spreading her lips apart, giving away just how wet she was.

“Fuuuck,” she breathed. She was incoherent – now wasn’t the time for intelligent conversation.

His thumbs held her, spread wide, and he lapped at her clit, drawing it into his mouth, nipping unbelievably gently with his teeth. She shuddered. She opened her eyes and saw him watching her, and he was smiling again. He dipped back down and this time his tongue pushed into her. Her back arched and she grabbed the back of his head, hissing at the extremity of the sensation.

She was disbelieving of it. She’d never known a man to do this… to eat pussy with such clear enjoyment. The sensation was amazing – the warmth of his breath, the smooth slickness of his tongue on her hot flesh, the scrape of his stubble on her thighs a harsh counterpoint.

She couldn’t help but push herself against his face, wanting more, murmuring words that didn’t make any sense. She yelled out as he pushed a finger into her, teasing her, knowing exactly where to touch. He added another and she gasped. She could hear herself! Christ, she was so soaking wet that as his hand moved, her cunt made obscene noises. Worse, she loved it. He lifted his face, still finger-fucking her with three fingers now, his thumb running over her clit.

“I think you needed this, didn’t you?”

She could only groan in agreement. Oh, she definitely did, but she sure as hell hadn’t expected it. He laughed that quiet, knowing little laugh again and pinched her clit with one hand, while fingering her faster with the other. She squealed and her hips lifted, wriggling as she felt an orgasm building. She was amazed – it wasn’t normally so easy to make her come – and she managed to gasp out a warning just before her whole body stiffened and shook.

He dragged his fingers from her pulsing cunt and strummed her clit hard, making her wail aloud fulya escort as her pussy squirted hot liquid over the bench. He exclaimed, a mixture of surprise and delight, and pushed his fingers back into her more slowly now, dragging them over the swollen lips of her pussy, spreading her juice over his hand. Her head dropped back to the bench, her chest heaving. She was spaced out and stunned – she didn’t think she’d ever come that violently before.

“Holy fuck,” she murmured, more to herself than anything. Then she realised what a mess she’d made. “Sorry! Ah shit.. Dammit…” She sat up, about to scout around for paper to clean up. He laughed at her and grabbed her arm.

“No chance, babe,” he smiled wickedly. “Get over here. Right now.”

He helped her stand, shakily, and led her towards the chestnut-brown buttoned chesterfield sofa that waiting clients would normally loll on. She half tumbled onto the cushions and landed, naked, staring up at him. He flung his own shirt into a corner and tugged his jeans over his hips. She stared dumbly, drinking in the sight of his lean, inked torso. The patterns, words, pictures, life stories she supposed… they carried on downwards, over his hipbones, to meet the tattoos that ran up his legs.

His cock was rock-hard and he stroked it, not taking his eyes off her.

“Get on all fours,” he said. She complied, her forearms resting on the arm of the sofa. He sat slowly behind her, running his hands over her rump, grabbing her arse-cheeks and spreading her wide. He abruptly buried his face in her pussy, tongue diving inside, nose up against her asshole. He came up for air and gasped, “Fucking hell, you taste so good…”.

She felt him manouvre behind her, his hands still on her arse, his thumb occasionally drifting over the pucker of her hole, and then suddenly he was inside her. His cock slid into her smoothly, opening her up, stretching her cunt, and he kept on going until she was utterly full of dick. She squealed as his cockhead nudged her sensitive cervix. He withdrew achingly slowly, letting her get used to the sensation, and then rammed himself home hard and fast.

She felt his hand twist into her hair, tugging her head upwards, and arched her back. The pain of the pull on her scalp was exquisite, ebbing and flowing as he pounded her from behind.

“That’s it, babe,” he murmured. She could hear the smile in his voice. “Come on, let me hear you.”

She couldn’t help herself – she was squeaking in pain each time his dick slammed into her, but she adored it. She heard the smack of skin on skin as his hips met hers, and her cunt was making deliciously obscene wet sounds.

“Please,” she gasped out. “Please, please, please…”

He didn’t cease his movement, groaning in pleasure. “Ah… Please what? Do you want more? Fuck, your pussy’s so damn tight round my cock… Don’t ask me to stop now.”

“No, not stop,”. She could hardly get her words straight. “I want to see…”

“Oh!” He understood her breathless gabble, and pulled himself free of her tight hole. The air felt cool on her pussy lips and she savoured it briefly, before he pulled her hips back and helped her lie back on the couch. She looked up, wanting to watch his expression as he pushed himself back inside her.

He did so slowly, his eyes closed, long lashes brushing his cheeks, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. She squeezed his cock, once, as hard as she could, using her pussy muscles to show him just how hard she could work it. His eyes flew open and it was his turn to cry out.

“Fuck, babe… Do that again and I won’t last five minutes!”

She met his gaze, and held it as he began to move, more slowly now. He bent forwards and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth – then released it and moved his mouth to hers, kissing her, opening her up with his tongue as he opened her cunt with his cock. She dared to tangle a hand in his hair, now, and moaned her need into his mouth.

He sat back, and pushed his thumb between her lips, wetting it, then dragged it over her clit, watching her face for a reaction. She tensed and a red flush began to creep over her chest. A faint smile played over his face and he moved faster, fucking her a little harder, massaging his thumb in circles around her stiff clit, flicking it hard and feeling her body respond.

Her eyes had drifted closed as she enjoyed the sensations, but he wasn’t having that.

“Look at me,” he said softly. “I want to watch your face when you come for me. I’m gonna make you come so hard, babe, and then I’m gonna come all over you.”

Christ. Just those words were enough, but he sped up, moving faster and harder. She hadn’t been fucked like this for a long, long time – with a lot of guys it was all over in minutes, but he was too damn good for that. His thumb pushed her clit against her pelvic bone and she screamed. Her entire body was rigid as she came, her cunt muscles bearing down hard, trying to force his cock out of her. He pushed hard and deep into her though, prolonging her agony, and true to his word he was watching her face, only pulling his cock out right at the last second – and she wailed, loud and unbelieving, as her orgasm peaked, her cunt walls squeezing tight, and again – again! At some level she marvelled – a rush of hot fluid soaked her thighs as she squirted.

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On the way home I stopped at Ellen’s house to drop off the assignments. She answered the door in a sheer housecoat that clung to her fabulous body showing off all her wonderful assets but it was her face that took my attention. It was swollen, both eyes blackened, her lip bruised and cut.

“Hi,” I said, trying to be casual. “Here are the assignments you’ll need for tomorrow.”

“Thanks. I would invite you in but under the circumstances…” her voiced trailed off.

“What circumstances?” I asked, even though I had no intention of ever entering that house again.

“Your wife will be charged with assault and battery. I’ve called an attorney already.”

“Oh, Ellen. Come on. She caught us in bed together. How would you expect her to react?”

“Well, maybe you can come in and talk me out of it.” She said, letting the housecoat fall open, exposing that beautiful smooth pussy.

My dick responded almost immediately and I could feel myself becoming light headed. Fighting the feelings, I told her “no, I don’t think so.” I turned and walked back to my truck and headed home.

I arrived home just as Lauren was pulling into the driveway.

“Feel better now?” she asked.

I assured her I felt much better but needed to talk. We came inside, changed clothes and began fixing dinner.

“So what do you want to talk about?” she asked.

I told her I had gone by Ellen’s to drop off some paperwork and that I didn’t go into the house and that I never planned to go into her house again and that unfortunately our friendship was over. I also told her about how Ellen was planning on escort bayan pressing charges against her.

“Oh, I don’t think so,” she replied. She reached over and showed me a small bottle with about 6 pills in it.

“What’s this?” I asked.

“Roofies, date rape pills. She drugged you.” She said. “Why don’t you call Ellen with this little bit of information and tell her you have her pills. She might want to reconsider calling her attorney.”

I wasted no time getting to the phone. After a quick conversation, Ellen was begging me not to press charges against her.

“Well done, baby girl. But how did you know?” I asked.

“A few days ago Ellen had asked me about that sauce we had used at the bar-b-que last time she was here. I told I would get some for her next time I was at the store. Well, I happened to remember to get some yesterday and was going by her house to drop it off. I was surprised to see your truck there but went on up to the door and knocked. No one answered so I thought maybe you were around back by the pool so I went inside and was going to put the sauce on the kitchen counter. I noticed the blender and the Margarita mix and the booze and started wondering what was going on? I looked around and noticed this bottle on the windowsill. I was pretty sure at that time I knew what they were, but wanted to be positive so I put them in my pocket till I could check them out later. I then heard your voices.”

Lauren paused, taking a deep breath. “It was quite a sight seeing my husband’s head between another woman’s legs. It was as if I was rooted to that spot and istanbul escorts couldn’t move. It was like seeing a bad accident. You want to look away but you can’t. I had to stand there and watch you, hearing her moans of delight and seeing you fuck her hard and furiously. But I knew this wasn’t your behavior. In your right mind there is no way you would have ever crossed that line with Ellen. You had known her too long and liked her too much as a friend to risk it for sex. That’s when I realized my first thoughts about the pills must be correct. She had drugged you with the pills. I always told you she wanted to be more than friends.”

“Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.” I said, hugging her tightly. “You know you are the only one I love.”

“Yes. But unfortunately, I am not the only one you fuck.”

“I promise you my baby girl, you will be from now on. But I have to ask that you trust me because there is some business I have to take care of with Michelle.”

“What do you have planned?” she asked me.

“Come.” I took her hand and led her to the bedroom. I went in the closet and retrieved the wooden paddle. Lauren looked at me and her eyes got wide, her hands moving around to her rear to cover it. And with good reason. There had been times when she had stepped out of line and needed a reminder. At those time, when discipline was needed, she had been over my knees and on the receiving end of this paddle more than once and knew the pain it could bring and the damage it could do. More than a few times her ass was set on fire as the paddle was placed with force on her bare bottom, bayan escort leaving welts and bruises and making it very uncomfortable to sit for a couple of days afterwards.

“What are you planning to do with that?” She asked.

“Oh my little girl, this is not for your bottom. Not this time, anyway.” I gave her a playful tap with the paddle on her rear. “This paddle has a date with Michelle. I have other plans for you. Come here.”

I pulled her on top of me and begin kissing her mouth and face removing her top and bra as I did. My mouth found her large soft nipples and begin sucking and biting on them causing the nipples to harden like little berries in my mouth. I knew she liked her breasts sucked and bitten on and I continued giving her the pleasure I knew she was enjoying. As much as I wanted to make love to my wife, I knew my dick was still recovering and I would not be able to enter her.

Pulling her pants down, I placed my hand between her legs just barely touching her pussy lips. She began moaning and grinding against my hand. She was so wet. I placed a finger inside her warm, wet pussy and felt her beginning to squirm and move her hips around more forcefully. I inserted another finger easily and then a third one. She was crying out and thrashing around and as I began to suck on her nipples I felt a gush of wetness on my hand and I knew she had come. Without giving her time to react I moved my head between her legs and began biting and sucking on her pussy lips. I would have really liked to ask her to maybe start shaving hers but didn’t think this was a good time to mention it. I continued licking and sucking her pussy lips, teasing her clit, pushing my tongue into her wet, slick vagina until she cried out from what was to be one of the many more orgasms she was to experience as the night progressed.

be continued…

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Saturday Afternoon

I found the paper with Carolyn’s number and called her.

She answered on the first ring.

“Hello.”

“Hi, Is this Carolyn?”

“Yes it’s me. Hi Don. How was the dancing?”

Dancing?? Oh yeah, I remember, I suggested dancing.

“Uhhhm, Ellen and I kind of skipped the dancing”

“Oh, you did, did you? I hope you had a nice time together?”

“You could say that.” I replied “Would you like to get together for drinks this evening?”

“Sure. Where and when?”

“How bout Clancy’s at 7:30 or so?”

“It’s a date. I’ll see you then Don.”

“OK, bye for now.”

“Goodbye.”

I arrived at the bar around 7:20 and parked myself just outside the door.

Carolyn arrived right on time. She was dressed to the nines. She looked freaking hot. Her dress pants looked like they were painted on. She walked up to me with a smile on her face and came right up and kissed me hard.

“You dirty dirty man. You went and corrupted my sister. She can’t stop talking about your night together. Think you have anything left for me?”

“The way you look right now” I said “A man would have to be dead to be not ready for you.”

A big smile lit up her face.

“Let’s just skip the drinks and head back to my place ok?”

“Your wish is my command, my lady.”

I followed her car back to her place and then we headed up to her apartment.

“I’m not usually this forward” she said “but this is a special case.”

and then she grabbed me by the back of the head and pulled me to her for a passionate kiss.”

After a few seconds I said

“I’m not complaining.”

We frenched some more and my hands wandered down to her ass. I grabbed it forcefully and then pulled away from her wincing and shaking my hands.

She looked at me with concern

“What’s the matter?”

“Your ass is smoking hot. I burned my fingers.” I said

She looked confused for just a second and then she hauled off and whacked my arm hard.

“You big faker.” kağıthane escort She said with a smirk.

We settled in for some more kissing and I kneaded her ass like it was bread dough.

I blew in her ear and nibbled on her ear lobe and then whispered

“You girls are gonna be the death of me…. But what a way to go!”

She smiled at me and said “This way to the bedroom kind sir.”

She looked at me as she took off her blouse. Her tits were no bigger than her sister’s.

After she had removed her bra she said. “I understand you don’t mind that we are as flat as a board?”

I moved in and licked one nipple and then glanced up at her.

“Honey, you are perfect just the way you are. How did you manage to keep the body of a high school girl all the way until you were 39 anyways?”

She smiled and said “I don’t know, good clean living I guess. Let’s get your clothes off shall we? I have to see this cock my sister keeps raving about.”

My cock was like a steel pole. There was a little pre-cum leaking out already.

“My, My. Someone is excited.”

I lied down on the bed. She leaned in to lick my cock while I struggled with her pants and got them off. As I slipped off her panties I said “Please don’t wake up, Please don’t wake up. I wanna finish this dream off right.”

Carolyn chuckled around my cock and kept on slurping.

I licked and slobbered all around her cunt and her butt. Both of us were having a great time and I was sure she came at least twice. I’d had so much sex in the last 24 hours I was still a long ways away from coming. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and moved around so our heads were together. “Are you ready for the next part?”

“I don’t know how you managed it, but I’ve been ready since last night.” said Carolyn

“Well here we go then.” and I thrust up into her forcefully.

She was really fired up and moaned loudly.

This got me fired up and I’m afraid I lost all control and I pounded ikitelli escort into her with no mercy. I kept furiously pounding while my head was off elsewhere.

“Ohhhh myyyy god!!” whimpered Carolyn “Oh God, Oh God”

I came back to earth and looked into her eyes and paused.

“You are like a machine.” She said adoringly

“You’re ok?” I asked

“More than ok”

“ok then”

We switched to doggie and I started pumping again.

I felt my orgasm building and slipped my finger up her butthole.

She lost all control and screamed.

I pulled out of her and flooded her whole backside with cum.

We both collapsed. This was getting habit forming for me.

She turned and looked at me.

“Ellen was right. You are a sex god”

“And you are almost like twin goddesses.”

I leaned in to kiss her and she retuned my kiss passionately.

I must have slept again. I woke up in a strange bed, I was on my back and I glanced over and saw Carolyn sleeping at my side. I had to rise up above her to see her bedside clock.

8:49 AM. It hadn’t been that late when we ended our sexual session last night, but I guess my body needed rest.

I moved up next to Carolyn and spooned her. I nibbled on her ear and let my fingers graze lightly over her body. She eventually turned around and smiled at me.

“Sorry for dropping off on you like that.” I said “I was bushed.”

“No problem.” said Carolyn “You’re cute when you snore.”

“Wow, you have got it bad.” I said to her laughingly “Even when I snore, you think I’m cute.”

She reached down for my cock which was now semi-hard.

“I hope you have one more round left in you?”

“The things I do for my country.” I said as I leaned in to kiss her.

She was on her back and as I rolled on top of her she raised her knees up next to her ears

and said “Come on. Hit me hard stud.”

Who was I to argue an invitation like that?

I proceeded to do just that

I gayrettepe escort pounded into her hard and she moaned “Oh yeah, oh yeah, just like that. Hit me. Hit me.”

Carolyn was a lot more talkative in bed than her sister, but who was I to complain?

It wasn’t long before we both were coming.

We got up and headed to the kitchen for some coffee.

Carolyn looked at me and said “Now for the moment of truth.”

That sounded ominous to me and I responded “What do you mean?”

“If you were forced to choose between me and Ellen, who would you choose?”

“Don’t do this to me.” I said “You are both so beautiful. You are both so wonderful. How could I choose?”

“I can see how it’s tough for you. But if you had to choose only one of us, If you were only allowed to be with one of us for the rest of your life. Which one would you choose?”

I studied Carolyn. She looked so gorgeous in her robe. Her long slim beautiful leg was just sitting there waiting for me to grab it. But then I thought of Ellen. She was just as beautiful, and we had something special going. I could feel it. As tempting as it was to say to Carolyn that she was the one…. I knew that my only answer was Ellen.

“Look. You are a beautiful wonderful woman and if we had met first maybe I would be saying something different right now. But, Ellen and I had a very special evening together and I would have to choose her. I’m so sorry if this is upsetting to you.”

“Thank you for your honesty.” She said “A lot of guys would tell the girl they were with that she was the one even if she wasn’t.”

“I was tempted to say it was you really. You are a special woman. But I couldn’t bear the thought of not being with Ellen again. I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s ok. This is kind of what I was expecting.” and then she looked up past my head

and I turned around.

There was Ellen with a huge smile on her face.

“You are so getting lucky mister.” and then she swooped in for a kiss.

Before I knew what was happening they had removed my pants and underwear.

I looked down in bewilderment. There were two beautiful faces down next to my cock, one on either side. They each licked a side of my cock at the same time. Then they both glanced up at me with a grin.

“There oughta be a law.” I said.

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Jessica walked in the bedroom and handed Josh’s toothbrush to him. “Don’t forget this.”

“Thanks Hun.” He quickly stowed it in his toiletry kit before zipping his suitcase up.

“I can’t wait to spend some quality time with you, the beach and a Pina Colada.” Jessica gave Josh a squeezing hug from behind. “This was a nice surprise.”

Stepping off the bus at their resort they made their way to the front counter of the resort. After checking in, they followed the porter to their room taking in the resort as he dragged their luggage. Once they got organized, Josh was very excited to get out and tour the resort. Jessica threw a bikini on and wrapped a sarong around her waist as they headed out the door.

The hotel lobby was exquisitely adorned bringing the island feel with its open concept. From the lobby they could see a pool and the green blue perfection of the Caribbean Sea a short walk away. Walking arm and arm they toured made their way around the lounge chairs towards the bar. Jessica wasted no time climbing up on one of the empty swing chairs.

The bar tender took their order quickly and returned with two icy cold pina coladas. “Cheers beautiful.” Josh clinked her glass.

“This was a great idea Josh.”

“We were way overdue for a getaway.” Josh’s arm moved around Jessica’s shoulder and he left it there.

The pool area was fairly quiet and they assumed it was because the other new arrivals were getting settled. Between the swimmers and sunbathers, Jessica counted about six couples so far. Pushing her bare feet against the bar, Jessica had the swing moving slowly as she sipped her drink and enjoyed the warm breeze coming off the beach.

“Beach next?” Jessica smiled up at Josh who was standing beside her.

“Of course!” He quickly leaned over and kissed the top of her head.

The bar tenders timing was impeccable; no sooner had Jessica’s straw began to suck the bottom of her glass it was replaced with a fresh drink.

Josh helped her from the swing and laughed, “Are you drunk already you light weight?”

“I’m not!” Jessica slapped him playfully, “but these drinks are strong.”

Emerging on the beach after following a gently winding trail from the pool, Jessica looked at Josh quickly. “I think we found everyone else!”

“Yes I think we did.” He smiled at her and returned his gaze to the white sand beach and all the tanned bodies that were on it.

“Did you know?” Jessica couldn’t take her eyes off the beach goers.

“Know? Know what Jess?” He glanced at her quickly.

“They’re all nude Josh! You had to know when you booked it.”

“I just said I wanted to go somewhere warm and I didn’t want kids around.” Josh shrugged. “I don’t see any kids.” He smiled.

“Nope, definitely no kids.” Jessica eyes followed two women as they passed in front of them.

The women smiled as they walked past with nothing but sunglasses and flip flops. Jessica watched Josh as his eyes followed taking in the view of their bare arses slowly walking away.

Finding an empty palapa, they lay back on the lounge chairs looking out at the sea. People were swimming, sun tanning and walking in the surf. Josh surveyed the beach goers and figured everyone there was between thirty and fifty; mostly couples it appeared.

A woman walked past in a thong. “She’s not naked Jess!”

Jess laughed, “I’m not a prude Josh, sheesh. I was just caught off guard.” Without hesitation, Jess removed her bikini top and threw it at Josh.

Josh couldn’t take his eyes off his wife and a huge smile crossed his face as he enjoyed the improved view. “You are gorgeous Jess.”

Jessica waved her hand at him in an effort to blow him off as she smiled contently.

“I should sunblock those up for you.” Josh was now sitting on his lounger facing her.

“Do you think?” Jessica tried to look coy.

“I do!” Josh moved quickly to the edge of her lounger with sunblock in hand. “I don’t want the most beautiful woman on the beach getting burned.” His hands quickly began rubbing the warm sunblock in to her breasts and down her stomach.

The male half of a couple at the next palapa watched the show from his chair only ten feet away. Josh realized he may have spent a bit too much time rubbing the warm oil on Jessica’s breasts when his eyes met the stranger.

The stranger smiled, “First time here?”

“Yes, we just landed.” Josh moved back to his lounger and found himself trying to get a view of his wife.

“Excellent. We arrived a few days ago.” His voice was accented.

“My name is Steve.” He gave a gentle wave. “This is my wife Annie.”

Annie sat up and waved at them. Josh smiled back at the fair skinned redhead.

“I’m Josh and this is my wife Jessica.” He gestured to Jessica who smiled and waved back.

“American?” Steve inquired.

“Yes we are.” Josh took the opportunity, “Where are you guys from?”

“South Africa. Cape Town.” Steve smiled. “I’m sure we will see each other around later.”

Steve stood up and walked down to levent escort the water slowly making his way in. Josh took the opportunity to get a better view of Annie. She was very petite with small breasts and long red hair. His eyes wandered down her lily white flesh and took in every detail.

“She’s beautiful isn’t she?” Steve’s voice startled him. As Josh turned towards his voice, he realized Steve was standing at the foot of his lounge chair. Steve stood facing him with a huge smile across his face.

Josh was speechless. Steve began to talk casually to them but all Josh could see was Steve’s huge cock with water dripping off it. He tried not to notice, but it was face level.

“Annie is very beautiful.” Josh tried looking up to Steve’s face, but the sun was bright Josh moved to a seating position to see Jessica propped up on her elbow smiling at Steve.

Steve made no secret as his eyes wandered over Jessica. “You are smoking love!”

Jessica blushed slightly at his bluntness, “Thank you.”

“We were going to head up for lunch soon. Care to join us?”

Jessica replied catching Josh off guard yet again, “Absolutely. Let us know when you are ready to head up.”

Lunch was a buffet of island food and poor imitations of western favorites. Josh and Jessica sat getting to know their new friends. As they ate lunch, Annie and Steve were very straight forward about themselves and their pleasures in life. Josh didn’t’ know whether it was a cultural thing or just their personalities but he routinely found himself at a loss for words. Jessica seemed un-phased by the conversation and seemed to be enjoying it.

Once lunch was completed, Steve and Annie excused themselves and suggested meeting up at the pool in an hour or so before heading away. Josh and Jessica made their way up to the room.

Josh held the door open and Jessica walked in the refreshing cool of the room. Once the door closed, Jessica threw herself against Josh pressing him in to the door. As they kissed, Jessica pushed his trunks down past his thighs until they fell freely to the floor.

Josh quickly pushed his hand down the front of her bikini and was greeted by a soaking wet pussy. His fingers pushed easily in to her causing Jessica to pant in his mouth. Spinning Jess around quickly, her hands braced the door as he pressed behind her. His hands quickly pulled the ties of her top and pulled it from her. Using his knee he moved her legs apart as if to be frisked by the police before pulling her bottoms to one side.

Jessica moaned loudly as Josh pushed his cock deep in her pussy. His hands mauled and squeezed her tits as his cock ploughed quick and deep in her wet pussy. As one hand alternated between squeezing and pulling her nipple the other reached around and grasped her neck firmly.

“You thinking about Steve’s big cock aren’t you my little slut?” Josh fucked her harder making her moan loudly again. “Tell me!”

“YES! Yes, I’m thinking about his big fat cock.” Jessica screamed it out as Josh fucked her mercilessly.

“That big cock would rip you in half you little slut! Would you like that? Would you like him to split you in two with his big cock?”

“YES! Of fuck yes!” Jessica’s pussy exploded squirting her juices at their feet.

Josh pounded her hard for a moment more before pulling his cock from her and spinning her around. “Swallow my cum.”

Jessica dropped to her knees and got his swollen head in her mouth just in time for him to flood her mouth with cum. Swallowing she took another wave of his seed in her mouth. Holding his cock in her mouth she stroked him emptying his balls until Josh couldn’t take it anymore and pulled away.

They found themselves sitting on the cool tile floor leaning against the door. Jessica put her head on Josh’s shoulder. “They are a sexy couple aren’t they?”

“Very.” Josh was still gaining his composure.

“Were you fantasizing about fucking Annie?” Jessica turned her face to meet Josh’s.

“Oh yeah! She is a sexy little thing isn’t she?”

“How does she take his cock?” Jessica’s voice was bewildered. “She is so tiny and he is the poster child for black men.”

“He is fucking huge and he wasn’t even hard.” Josh stood and pulled his wife to her feet. “Have you fantasized about being with a black guy Jess?”

Jessica blushed.

“If the opportunity presents itself, would you want him to fuck you baby?” Josh’s smile was gentle.

“Yes.” Jessica responded softly. “Would you fuck Annie?”

“FUCK YES!” Josh’s excitement was noted.

“Are we saying we are okay fucking other people Josh?” Jessica looked at him seriously. “There’s no going back from that.”

“I know baby. I know.” Josh pulled her back on the bed with him and they kissed before taking a well-earned nap.

The full heat of the afternoon sun blazed down at the pool as they made their way down. They scarcely entered the pool area when Steve and Annie waved them over to a couple empty chairs beside them. Jessica okmeydanı escort settled in beside Annie leaving the boys on either side of them. Jessica made note that they were both dressed for the pool and inquired.

“I’m surprised to see you guys dressed.”

“You don’t know the rules?” Annie teased. “Nudity at the pool only after the sun goes down. The beach is fair game all day.”

“You want to go down to the beach Jessica?” Steve called over top of Annie.

“No, I was just curious.” Jessica smiled back.

The couple had been here a few times and enlightened them on what to expect. Most people lay low during the day and it looks like the resort is almost empty. At night, it is a different animal with lots of music, social games and of course nudity.

Inevitably the girl’s bladders took their toll and they made their way to the bathroom together. Steve sat up and looked at Josh. “Do you guys swing?”

Josh sat up, “Pardon?”

Steve clarified, “Swingers, are you guys swingers?”

“Well…not exactly.” Josh explained, “She’s played with other guys and we are open to seeing how things go and taking it from there if we are comfortable.”

“Fair enough Josh. I really like that wife of yours.” Josh didn’t say what came to his mind about his wife liking him too. “Your wife looks like a lot of fun too Steve.”

The boys agreed to just let the night play out. No expectations of the evening and the girls can run the show. It was clear that it would be mostly Jessica because Annie was apparently a seasoned swinger.

In the washroom, the girls fixed themselves up in the mirror taking their time to continue the chat. Annie had asked if they were swingers as well, receiving a similar response as Josh had given Steve.

“Can I ask you something Annie?” Jessica made eye contact through the mirror with her. “Your husband is huge! How do you..?”

Annie giggled, “It took some serious getting used to let’s just say that. He knows how to use it though.”

Jessica giggled, “I bet it did take some getting used to. Easier now?”

“Well, you always know he’s there but it’s not as much work adjusting to him now. I guess you could say he broke me in.”

The girls made their way back to the pool to see the boys talking. Annie sat beside Josh and Jessica took her original spot which was now between Josh and Steve due to the shuffle. Josh and Annie talked casually and Steve took the opportunity to get to know Jessica. The time flew by and the sun started its slow descent to the horizon turning the sky a crimson red.

Annie sat beside Jessica, “What are you wearing tonight?”

“What should I wear?” Jessica hadn’t given it any thought.

Annie smiled, “I’m wearing a silk negligee.”

“Really?” Jessica’s voice pitched. “I didn’t bring anything like that.”

Annie laughed, “Wear that sarong from earlier and your bikini top, but no bottoms.”

“Really?” Jessica couldn’t stop the disbelief in her voice.

“Really really” Annie gave her a wink.

Jessica tore through her clothes trying to figure out what to wear when a knock came at the door. Josh opened it and let Annie in to the room. Josh’s jaw dropped as Annie traced her finger across his abdomen enroute to Jessica. She was wearing a see through black negligee that barely covered her ass and a pair of low heels.

“How are you making out Jess?” Annie stood looking in to Jessica’s suitcase.

“I have no idea.” Jessica was getting frustrated.

“Take those clothes off Jess.” Annie commanded and waited for Jessica to comply before wrapping a wine colored sarong around her tying it off behind her neck. “Ta da! Instant dress.”

Jessica looked at herself in the mirror before turning to Josh for approval. “Well?”

Josh giggled like a school boy, “Well? Well I’d like to lock this door and fuck the hell out of both of you right now!” The girls laughed.

Annie smacked her ass, “I will take that as he approves. Let’s go find Steve.”

It didn’t take long to find Steve; he had saved a couple swing chairs for the ladies and held his beer up as they approached. Josh called out an order to the bar tender for Jessica, Annie and himself. Holding the swing steady, Jessica climbed up beside Annie. Looking around Josh noted how accurate the night situation was described earlier. All the women were dressed scantily and some wore nothing at all.

Steve ordered shots and it wasn’t long before they were all feeling no pain. Josh watched as Steve squeezed his wife’s ass nonchalantly. Josh gave Jessica a discreet nudge to let her see too. Jessica turned and kissed Josh. It was only moments before Josh squeezed at her breast through her make shift dress causing her nipples to stiffen. When they broke their kiss, Steve and Annie were smiling at them.

“I want to be kissed like that too.” Annie faux pouted at Josh.

Josh was fully expecting Steve to give her the kiss she desired when he spoke up, “You gonna leave my poor girl hanging? She gülbağ escort wants a kiss.”

Jessica nudged him and Josh moved between the swings. Annie closed her eyes and tilted her face up for Josh. At first, their kiss was gentle and awkward, but Annie held his face to hers and it turned deeper until they were making out. Jessica couldn’t take her eyes off Josh and for the first time, felt she understood how he derived pleasure when she was with other men. Jessica watched as he squeezed Annie’s firm little breasts through the thin fabric. Josh was lost in the sexuality that Annie exuded until he felt a hand squeezing his cock through his shorts. Jessica kissed his back as she slid her hand over his hardening tool.

The kiss broke after what seemed an eternity and Annie’s eyes glittered like diamonds. “Now that is what I’m talking about.” Annie beamed.

More drinks were followed by dancing in the tropical night air to the soulful music of the Caribbean. They danced with each other and the ladies traded off between their husbands. Each dance with Steve became more heated and he forced Jessica to ride his thigh making her pussy grind on it. His big hands danced over her body gently at first before taking a firm grip of her ass and kissing her.

They each swapped for the last time and remained with each other’s husbands. Josh and Annie were lost in their own world and barely broke their kissing to acknowledge Steve and Jessica until they were interrupted.

“We’re going to grab a drink.” Steve yelled over the music before taking Jessica’s hand and heading back to the bar.

Steve lifted Jessica easily placing her on the swing with her back to the bar. Grabbing another drink from the bar he placed it in her hand. Jessica took a big drink and watched Steve’s big hands caressing the top of her thigh before pressing between them causing her to uncross her legs. Steve’s mouth gently nibbled her neck as he moved between her legs.

Jessica’s hands slid down and squeezed his rapidly growing monster through his shorts. “It’s so fucking huge Steve.”

“He’s a gentle giant baby.” He continued to kiss and suck at her neck and ear.

Steve pulled the waist of his trunks down and pulled his cock out resting it between her thighs. The head of his cock was an inch from her pussy. Her hands wrapped around it and stroked it causing his kisses to become more forceful. His big hands squeezed her breasts.

“You wanna suck that big cock beautiful?” Steve kissed her lips knowing full well he had her.

Jessica nodded as Steve kissed her.

Steve stepped back stroking his cock for her, “come suck it.”

“Here?” Jessica looked around at all the people watching.

“Yeah baby.” Steve’s smile glowed.

Jessica knelt in the sand as Steve moved closer bringing his monstrous cock to her lips. Instinctively her hands grabbed it and stroked it. Her fingers couldn’t wrap around its thickness. As her tongue slipped over the big head it was evident that a crowd had gathered to watch the show.

Jessica sucked at his cock nibbling its length and tonguing the head wildly. His head was so big she could barely fit it in her mouth. Sucking his swollen head, Steve began to slowly fuck her mouth putting more than she could imagine in her mouth. He held her head and slowly worked his huge cock in and out of her mouth.

His cock was now fully hard and her hands worked the length quickly. He watched from above has his black cock slid in and out of this sexy blondes mouth. Steve found himself ready to explode and having difficultly not flooding her mouth with his sticky seed.

Reaching down he pulled her to her feet, “You are gonna make me cum too quickly with that hot little mouth.” Steve pulled her to him and kissed her. His hard cock pushed between her sarong and her thighs. Jessica reached down and parted the fold of the sarong so his hard cock slid across her bare thighs.

Jessica put her arms around his neck and they kissed as they danced slowly sliding his cock between her thighs. His swollen head danced across her wet pussy and she loved the sensation of grinding on his hard shaft. As they kissed and swayed slowly to the music, Jessica’s pussy juices continued to coat his shaft. Her hips couldn’t stop grinding his fat meat and she began to move faster as an orgasm built.

Breaking their Kiss Steve looked in her wild eyes, “Cum all over that shaft baby.” His lips returned to hers and her legs began to give. His big hands held her ass keeping her upright as her body convulsed. Wave after wave of orgasm flooded over her. She felt her wetness run down her legs as she panted wildly in to Steve’s mouth. She couldn’t believe how hard she orgasmed just grinding his hard shaft.

“I think I need a dip in that pool baby.” Steve pulled himself from her and put his hard cock back in his shorts. “Come on.

Jessica undid her sarong and let it fall on the edge of the pool. Steve stood admiring the gorgeous blonde that he was going to break in tonight. She pulled his shorts down over his ass and swollen cock allowing him to step out of them. Taking her hand, Steve guided her in to the pool.

Jessica pressed her naked body against Steve’s and straddled his hard cock between her thighs again. “I want to make you cum.” She squeezed his hard cock between her thighs.

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Misty stumbled into the kitchen, greeted by Sandy making some eggs. Both women were quite hungover from the previous nights activities.

“Morning babe,” Sandy called out.

“Hey hey,” Misty sluggishly replied. “Are you as toasted as I am?”

“More so,” Sandy grunted, “want some eggs?”

“Sure. I’ll pour us some orange juice.” Misty said as she opened the cabinet to retrieve some cups.

Misty was wearing soft athletic slip on shorts, her large bra-less basketball sized melons swayed under a loose t-shirt. She returned the jug to the refrigerator after pouring their servings. She joined Sandy at the table to enjoy breakfast. They ate in silence; both women’s minds were drained from hangover, but very much thinking about the night before.

“We should go to the mall today,” Sandy broke the silence. “I want to get something sexy.”

Misty nodded as she chewed. She’d always been jealous of Sandy’s figure. Misty wasn’t huge, but she wasn’t skinny either. “Do you think they’ll have anything in my size?”

“I’m sure they will, its not like you are some super rare size.”

Misty lifted her breasts with her hands, “this is the size I meant.”

Sandy nodded as she finished chewing, “that’s what I meant.”

They finished their breakfast, showered, and off they went about their day.

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‘Few more hours…’ Mark thought as he unloaded a pallet of boxes. His mind was also consumed with the images on his screen the night before. Sandy’s tiny hands on Misty’s massive chest, their playful drunken antics, Sandy’s petite but flawless body…who wouldn’t get lost in those thoughts?

Regardless of what he wanted to do to both girls, he still had to keep college a strong priority. That meant he shouldn’t instigate another night of sexually visual play.

…but then again, it WAS Saturday night…

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It was cold as he rushed to unlock his car door and get in the car. Just as he cranked up the car, he felt a vibration from his pocket.

‘New unread message’ it showed. He fumbled around the buttons: the message was from Misty.

‘We still on for tonight?’

He typed his reply into his phone, assuring her that he would be there. After hitting SEND, his mind wandered more. Thoughts flooded his mind about how soft their tits felt, how drunk they were, and the like. All he wanted to do was fast forward time.

His car was warmed up, so he drove off. He pulled in to get some fast food, he missed his lunch due to the busy work load of the day. After eating, only one more stop to go: liquor store.

He had no work or school tomorrow, so tonight it was his turn.

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Misty and Sandy tried on several types of sexy tops and lingerie pieces, modelling them for each other. Sandy has always been jealous of Misty’s ample bosom. In her mind, it was the only thing missing from her having a perfect body. Ironically, Misty just wanted to be smaller.

“Look how well your boobs sit in that top,” Sandy mentioned while she stood behind Misty, straightening the fit. Misty’s large orbs shook loosely in the garment.

Misty liked what she saw in the mirror and decided to buy it. Meanwhile, she helped Sandy pick out something naughty but tasteful. Sandy’s petite frame made it easy to find her size, but most lingerie pieces she liked seemed to be for larger bust sizes. This further disappointed her confidence in her attractiveness. Soon enough; she decided on a one piece, partially see through push up body piece.

They paid and went on with their afternoon shopping mission. It would soon be nighttime, and they both had a very sexy cam date to prepare for.

As they drove back to their apartment, the wheels began to turn in Sandy’s mind.

“Okay,” Sandy began, “its obvious we both bought these outfits for Mark. To spice it up a little.”

Misty nodded.

“To spice it up a lot,” Sandy continued.

Again, Misty nodded with a grin.

“Mind if I take it up a notch?”

Sandy spent a few minutes to discuss her plan in detail with Misty. They worked out details and came up with the perfect surprise for Mark. Just in time…they pulled into their parking spot, and it was getting dark. It was almost time. Misty exited the car, handing Sandy the keys as she shifted into the drivers seat. With a wave, Misty walked inside the two bedroom apartment.

She set the bag down on her bed and yenibosna escort undressed for a quick shower. The hot water steamed up the bathroom. She felt a calm soothe take over with the sauna-like conditions. Her mind drifted back to the image of Mark’s member. The way he held it, its size, how he stroked it…it was all so sexy. A slight tingle inside caught her attention.

She saw no harm in taking care of herself before the cam show. She dried herself off and made herself comfortable on the bed. Her mind raced with desire, as a hand slid between her legs. Her other hand did its best to cup a massive mammary. She reached an took her dildo from the nightstand drawer.

She acted out her thoughts. Pinching her nipple while imagining his tongue circling and sucking it. Slowly thrusting while trying to imagine how good his thickness would feel. Minutes passed imagining fast but gentle sex with Mark until she called out in pleasure. She moaned as an orgasm flooded her body, sending tingles from her crotch to the tips of her fingers and toes.

Her moments of blissful recovery were interrupted by a muffled chirp from her phone. Retrieving her bag, she dug out her phone. The text message Mark wondered if she’d had second thoughts about their web meeting. In a panic, she noticed the time and replied that she was almost ready. She frantically clad herself in the lingerie she bought, the slipped on some normal clothes to cover up.

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Her face appeared on his screen with a smile. She was fluffing her hair in her hands as she settled in.

“I hope I didn’t wake you,” Mark laughed.

“No its cool,” Misty responded as she sat up with her textbook in hand.

Mark was surprised at how covered up she was compared to the night before.

Misty couldn’t help but notice the definition of Mark’s arms which his muscle shirt left exposed. She was a tomboy at heart, never letting a man show her up…but she was still very girly in loving muscles on a man’s body.

“So where did we leave off,” Mark sighed as he opened his book.

“Two fifty-five,” she replied.

It was business as usual for the next twenty minutes. They both remained very professional getting much of their assignment done until there was a knock at Mark’s door.

“Hang on a second,” he said as he left her view. Giggling and voices could be lightly heard in the background until Sandy’s face appeared in Mark’s place.

“Ah, I see you made it okay,” Misty smiled into her cam.

“Yes and I got him in there mixing us up some drinks. So put that book away and lets have some fun!” Sandy chuckled and winked.

When Mark returned to his desk, he gave Sandy her drink. He stood over her and looked right down her shirt as she turned back towards the monitor. He caught a small glimpse of the lace that lined her bra.

As the two girls talked to each other through the webcams, he pulled up a chair and joined Sandy in view.

“Surprise!” Sandy poked Mark in the side as Misty looked on. “You had no idea I was coming over, did you?”

He took a big swig and shook his head. “Not a clue,” he hissed reacting to the bite of the alcohol.

Sandy giggled like a teenager in her seat.

“She’s just so bubbly, isn’t she?” Misty commented sarcastically.

The conversation and alcohol continued until Misty decided it was time to have some fun.

“So we have a little surprise for you,” Misty blurted out.

“Oh yeah,” Sandy chimed in. “You first, honey.”

“What? Why me first? You go first!” Misty exclaimed.

“Because I drove over!” Sandy insisted.

“Oh alright…” Misty shifted in her seat.

Mark was curious as to what they were referring to, but eager to see. He and Sandy watched the full screen image of Misty intently as she lifted her shirt, showing her upper body clad in sexy lingerie.

The view was incredible. Misty’s arms tossed her shirt out of view, then once again settled her hair. Her breasts jiggled inside the cups of her top. The top left very little to the imagination. She lifted and increased her already superior cleavage for Mark to see.

“What do you think?” Sandy asked with a big grin.

“Wow,” was all he could muster as he stared.

“Okay your turn,” Misty pointed through the camera at Sandy.

Never one to be shy about anything, Sandy stood to her feet. “Its going to take me a second here…” şirinevler escort she wrestled her shirt off and slid her sweat pants to the floor.

In front of Mark now stood her slender figure, the lingerie showcased her flat stomach and highlighted her pushed up breasts. They looked an entire cup size larger thanks to the outfit.

“What do you think?” she struck a pose with her arms stretched way out.

“Sexy,” he wore a huge smile.

“Here,” Sandy pulled Mark up and out of his seat. She took his place in the chair as Mark stood up behind her. “Why don’t you massage my neck?”

It took no time at all for his wide hands to engulf her shoulders. Misty looked on with a little tipsy jealousy as Sandy winked into the camera.

His strong grip proved quite pleasurable for her. His fingers and thumbs rubbed the tension right out of her muscles. Her gentle moans meant he was making her feel wonderful. She wanted to return the favor, and thanks to the alcohol, wasn’t going to be reserved about it.

“Here too,” Sandy grabbed his hands and positioned them at the top of her chest.

He obeyed, the tips of his fingers touching the tops of her raised flesh. She moaned her approval with her upper body swaying to the pressure his hands provided.

Of course Mark’s mind and eyes were looking a little further down, watching them move with his motions.

“Hey Misty,” Mark looked up at his screen.

“What’s up?” she responded when she finished her shot.

“Can I see your tits?” he asked with a smile.

She smiled, knowing that even though he had Sandy’s body in front of him, he wanted to see hers. “Of course you can.”

As she unzipped the front of her bra, her big pillows expanded. When the zipper reached the bottom, her top sprang open under the pressure. After fully removing the bra, she lifted and massaged them for him to watch.

“I swear, one day I’m going to steal your tits!” Sandy joked.

This raised Misty’s confidence higher. She bounced them in her hands. The fleshy orbs jiggled like gelatin in her grasp.

“Hey,” Sandy jumped in, “don’t forget these.”

Sandy followed suit and removed her top. Her tiny nipples stood at full attention when his warm hands gripped her exposed breasts.

Mark’s hands were comforting Sandy’s mounds, but his eyes were locked on Misty’s full rack. They were so big and looked so soft and inviting.

In full competitive and drunken spirit, Sandy now felt jealous of Misty getting the attention. She sat Mark back in the chair, now massaging his toned shoulders. She moved her hands down his arms, stopping and commenting on his strong biceps. She commented on them and made him flex as she massaged. She knew exactly what she was doing watching the front of his shorts grow.

“I see that got someone’s attention!” Sandy snickered, aiming the cam at his waist. She watched the monitor to make sure the view for Misty would keep straight.

Feeling quite bold himself, Mark went for it. He pulled his shorts down and his tool to freedom. Now reclining in his chair, his thick erection was now the star of the show.

Misty hummed her approval, and smiled with raised eyebrows. Her view was dominated by his meat. She traced around her nipples with her fingers, her breasts plumped to her squeezes.

Sandy ducked her head into view with a devilish grin. “Every girl loves a great dick!” she turned and kissed the head.

“Too bad I’m not there Mark,” Misty spoke.

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?” Mark wondered.

“I’d treat that thing right…”

“Who said I wasn’t?” Sandy interrupted with a purpose. She kissed it again, making it twitch, and wrapped her hand around his girth.

“It looks pretty thick,” Misty inquired.

“It is, like one of those long metal flashlights,” Sandy answered, giving it another pucker kiss.

Mark was just struck over the entire situation; watching his friend squeeze her enormous melons on cam and a pretty petite thing planting innocent kisses on his rock hard erection. The only way this could get better is, oh my…

Sandy lips stretched wide to accommodate as she inhaled half his length in one swift downward motion.

Misty’s eyes grew large at her friends bold gesture. Her eyes were locked on the spectacle. It was like she was watching a porn starring two of her friends…and it was turning her on.

Sandy’s lips rhythmically bahçelievler escort sucked up and down with strong desire, her hand stroking in unison.

“Good lord, suck that dick girl!” Misty cheered.

Sandy let out a muffled laugh as she attacked with purpose. Her intoxication meant nothing anymore as now it was friendly competition with Misty. She leaned up to rest some, she kept jacking him off in view of the cam for her friend.

Mark was loving every bit of this. He spun his chair sideways letting Sandy go to her knees on the floor. He lowered the height of the chair and Sandy resumed.

Misty watched completely aroused. Sandy was blowing him hard and fast. Both girls wanted to seem him explode again.

Sandy was relentless, focused on putting on a show and satisfying Mark. She wanted to be the reason he came tonight, and she was about to be.

“I’m going to cum…” Mark grunted.

She positioned her tits level with his dick. Her hand slid up and down ferociously as he neared his breaking point. Her firm breasts bouncing with her flying hand. He cried out and erupted, coating her chest and neck. She jerked quickly with one hand and rubbed his warm fluid all over her breasts. Three good shots flew and her mouth was back on him. She sucked everything he gave her.

“Wow, look at you go!” Misty applauded. “You’re good!”

Sandy let out a muffled giggle while she concentrated on his slick stick. She sucked every drop from him until his perfectly clean, glistening rod emerged from her tired lips. She breathed deeply, licking her lips in raw sexual desire.

Mark stared down at her with full satisfaction in his eyes. He didn’t expect a visitor, much less one that came to blow him. He glanced back at the monitor for another eye full of Misty’s awesome rack.

She bounced and teased him with them. Her big nipples stood proudly as a testament to her arousal.

Sandy rose to her feet and made her way to the bathroom. He heard the shower start and talked to Misty.

“You know, as fun as that was, I hope you haven’t seen enough of this,” he waved his flaccid inches in the cam.

“Not at all,” Misty smiled. “What are you proposing I should do with it?”

Mark paused and grinned.

“Its more…what I’d like to do with it.”

Misty’s face lit up, “oh yeah? And what WOULD you like to do with it?” she spoke with a cocky tone.

“Do you think you’d like it? You know…” Mark suggested.

“Hmm, don’t toy with me like that. Its been a while for me.”

“I’m not toying with you,” he noted as he slowly tugged his loose, flaccid member for her to see.

“You know, I just might take you up on that…”

Mark smiled with her response. He now had an intimate attraction for Misty. Her sharp, quick wit and tough but friendly shell were due to guys not giving her the attention she deserved. Now, after his episode with Sandy, it was apparent that he really wanted to please Misty.

“I’ve never been one for one night stands,” Misty spoke. “I certainly wouldn’t want that to change.”

“Oh of course,” he assured her. “I’ve never seen you that way and I was almost sure you wouldn’t go for my offer.”

“I normally wouldn’t,” she replied, “but its not like we’re fucking strangers.”

“Agreed!” he laughed. He heard the shower stop, and decided to wrap it up as to not hurt Sandy’s feelings. “Text me tomorrow and I’ll make sure I’m home.”

“This is so weird. I’m setting up a fuck date.” Misty muttered.

“A date,” Mark quickly corrected with.a smile.

Misty nodded and they said their good nights.

A naked Sandy emerged from the bathroom drying herself. Hopefully she’d heard nothing of their plans. Mark had always thought Sandy was cute, but he knew that relationship would be a waste of time. Sandy was a ditsy, party type…and Mark was really trying to make something of himself.

She dressed and gathered her things. She planted a small kiss on his cheek and gave his dick a light squeeze. “I hope you enjoyed tonight.”

“We both did,” he looked down at his shorts and back up. “Thanks.”

She giggled and made her way to the door. He walked her to the car and saw her off. His mind was now entranced with Misty. He began to go over everything in his head.

I hope I do good with her. I hope I last long enough to please her. I hope I feel good to her inside. Wow, what if I blow early? What if she expects a stud and I don’t deliver?

He smiled.

I hope she wears that top. Wait a minute, I hope she comes topless! She’s got really nice tits. Her smile is awesome too. I hope we have fun…

Then he stopped dead in his tracks with a deer-in-the-headlights look.

“Oh wow,” he paused, “I think I’m in love with Misty…”

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Grant was rushing around, trying to get ready as quick as he could. He was determined not to be late for their date tonight. He’d booked this restaurant months in advance, knowing it was her favourite and it’d be packed out. Valentines is always like that, but he wasn’t such a cynic like all of his friends.

He thought Valentines Day was just another excuse to be romantic and treat your loved one how they deserve. Jessica meant the world to him and even though they’d only been going out about six months, he knew she was a keeper.

Jessica was a 19-year-old stunner that he met at the Library. He was working there at the time on a cold, blustery day and she asked for a particular book they didn’t have in stock; he can’t remember which, some biology textbook. She caught his eye and there was frisson between them. He couldn’t find her again whilst he continued working, but as he was leaving for the night she was packing up her things. He went over to help her and as they got talking, Grant invited her for a coffee. You know the rest of the story from there. Grant always jokes that he was immediately attracted to her spellbinding figure but knows full well that it was the dark sultry intelligence that smoked behind her hazel eyes. Her mid length brunette hair was always immaculate and more than often held up by some intricate contraption that Grant couldn’t work out or two simple chopsticks, which also confounded Grant as to how they stayed there.

Grant said constantly that he was batting above his average, but he got his fair share of female attention; standing 6’2 in socked feet and with a slender figure, he always thought he was in good shape. Never an overly keen sportsman in school, Grant found other ways to keep fit like regular exercise and eating well. He was proud of his body and baring a few superfluous freckles on his broad shoulders, wouldn’t change anything.

The taxi honked noisily, making him stub his toe on a chest of drawers and swear loudly. He hurriedly brushed his teeth and gurgled some mouthwash and grabbed his coat, slamming the door as he left. The cab sped through the dark city streets to Jessica’s apartment in the streaming rain. They pulled up and there she was, standing on the doorstep, her make-up looking exquisite and wearing a big coat pulled up around her tightly. She ran through the rain down the stairs to the road quickly and almost dived into the cab beside Grant. The rest of the journey seemed to disappear as they talked and exchanged the usual pleasantries; they were both surprised when they arrived at the restaurant in what seemed like no time at all.

The maître d’ took their coats and led them to their table, right next to the window to look out onto the park. The wet but brightly lit park looked like something straight from Monet’s canvas, the rain streaked window giving it all a romantic impressionist verve. Grant felt like tonight was going to be perfect.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was buzzing, everyone talking comfortably and holding hands. There was a beautiful selection of flowers around the room, each table having a single red rose placed in the middle. The soft piano music was audible but not overbearing. Perfect.

They both ordered from the small, carefully selected menu: he had a seared loin of yellow fin tuna with fennel and quail’s egg, she selected duck breast with Savoy cabbage and mustard mash.

When the food arrived, the beauty of the presentation and aromas that meandered effortlessly to their palates took them both aback. They swiftly tucked into the meals, silence descending to their table as they ate. They each tried the others dish, though neither could decide which was better.

Grant had fallen in love with Jessica a long while ago, and to all common knowledge the feeling was more than mutual, however their relationship so far was intimate but not sexual. She said that she wasn’t ready yet. Grant loved spending time with her anyway and knew that he could wait if it was necessary for her. On cold dark nights, he thought about calling an end to it, but he knew that he loved her so much that he could never do that. He knew she was worth the wait. He was a virgin as well, and like all boys wanted to get rid of it more than anything, but knew that waiting for the right girl would be worth it.

When both plates were empty, they were talking bout how long they’d been together and all the fun things they had done. All the different parties and clubs and gigs. All the different people they’d met and fun days out. The embarrassing stories arising from meeting the others parents. They could barely notice the rest of the world, let alone the rest of the room. Everyone in the restaurant was doing the exact same: hand holding over the table, plates pushed to one side, all talking in soft hushed voices.

As time wore on, as much as no one wanted the night to finish, people began to leave. Grant and Jessica just kept talking and talking until they were one of the last ones there. As they realised the time was past eleven, escort mecidiyeköy they decided to call it a night. Asking for the bill and for the bar staff to call a taxi for them, Grant gave the maître d’ a generous tip and thanked him for a perfect evening.

As they slid into the taxi together, Jessica turned to Grant and kissed him deeply and passionately, taking him aback slightly. He barely had time to tell the taxi driver where to go before she was on him again. Her lips crushed his as she kissed Grant with a force he’d never seen from her before. Her wandering hands went to the back of his neck and grabbed at his side. Her fingers stroked through his hair and made his spine tingle. He pulled her closer to him and kissed her back just as passionately. She leaned back, biting his lip as she leaned, just enough so it hurt a little. The driver could barely keep his eyes on the road and had to swerve a couple of times just to prevent crashing.

As they pulled up to Jessica’s flat, she leaned in close, placing her mouth next to his ear. She kissed and licked his earlobe a little, making him squirm and then said very softly, “I want to make love to you.”

He turned in disbelief.

“Now?”

“No” she said throatily, nibbling on his ear “Next week.”

And with that she got out’ve the car and rushed to her door without looking back.

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Jessica was on Grant’s mind for the whole of the next day. He wanted to call her and talk to her, but he didn’t want to appear shallow and desperate; so he just carried on his day as normal.

He woke up about 9:30am, arising lazily, stretching out on his large, soft double bed. A few joints cracked as he sat up, his cock poking him lightly in the stomach. Feeling rested and relaxed and his roommate away for a couple of weeks he walked downstairs naked, switching on the Hi-Fi as he went. Talking Book blasted out: the first few bars of ‘You Are the Sunshine of My Life’ making him smile.

He decided he was going to head to the gym first, then shower and get some college work done.

A couple hours later, he was back at home and feeling a good burn in his muscles. He took a long hot shower to clean his body and refresh. Whilst in the shower it hit him just how big a responsibility it was to take Jessica’s virginity. She wasn’t saving it for marriage or anything, just for the right guy, and now she’s chosen him as the right guy. Grant knew he couldn’t just rush it or treat it like no big thing. He needed to think it through, make a plan and make it a night she’ll remember for the rest of her life, to smile and look back on. Grant also quite wanted to make it a nice experience for him too, it being his first time. The water pounded into his back, starting to chill as he leaned against a wall and pondered. He started shivering before he realised how long he’d been in the shower.

He wrapped himself up in his large navy dressing gown, rubbing his body down in the towelling to both dry and warm himself up. When he got upstairs, he placed the gown on the back of the door, and looked himself up and down in the mirror. He flexed and grinned at his body. After dressing Grant put on some Arcade Fire to help him get down to work and unwind. His notes looked so dull, but he knew they had to be done today, otherwise his tutor would replace his eyeballs with his testicles using a rusty spoon and then laugh at him. Metaphorically.

After an hour or so, he’d done only two pages, as all he could think about was Jessica’s fabulous body writhing and flexing under his. Her strained moans catching in her throat as he made love to her.

Grant had never actually had full penetrative sex before, but he’d fooled around with girlfriends before; him fingering her, a short unfinished handjob, him licking her. That sort of thing. He’d never had a girl bring him to orgasm before, but he seemed to be quite adept at what he was doing. He found a pleasure in cunnilingus that he found in nothing else. The taste, feeling of being between her legs, the sheer power you can have in such a submissive position. He revelled in the unadulterated bliss he found when tonguing and sucking a beautiful smooth pussy.

He gave up on his notes and decided to play watch some TV. He saw Sex and the City was on, and thought he might try and get into the female psyche a little, so settled on to watching it. After 45 minutes of Sarah Jessica Parker’s character making ridiculous, childish decisions and then coming back to her girlfriends to complain and whinge in her whiney voice, he decided there must be better ways of doing it.

The next day, he had to go to a lecture, and was determined to actually do some work after his waste of a day yesterday. He, of course, failed miserably.

Back at home, he though about Friday night some more. An idea started to form; a brief notion of what could be good enough.

He read some romantic stories on Literotica to try and get a bit more of an idea. He wanted to make mecidiyeköy escort bayan things for her as perfect as possible.

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As the week progressed, Grant drew more and more on the plan, adding and refining and perfecting every little detail. It got to Thursday morning and he’d finally figured out what he was going to do, what he was going to cook, what he was going to wear, everything. All he needed to do was buy the necessary ingredients for the perfect evening.

Grant called Jessica later that day to make sure she was well and everything was still on. They discussed how their week had been and what they’d been up to. Jessica said that she’d not been able to do anything all week, all she could think about was Friday night and him. Apparently, she booked a manicure, pedicure and facial and was going to get a friend to help with her hair. Grant was ecstatic at how much she was looking forward to it, but daunted by the pressure of it all. After the phone call he realised just how big a responsibility he was taking on, but he knew he could do it.

Friday morning finally came and luckily, Grant had no lectures or lessons. He got up bright and early and got ready for his day. After going for a jog around campus, he got his stuff ready and went out to begin his day of preparation.

The first stop was the florist, where he got a large bouquet of roses, all red. After that, he stopped into the chemist and picked up a pack of condoms and some K-Y lube, just to make sure. He then visited the local Deli where he got all the necessary ingredients for the sumptuous supper he was going to make for her. He dashed then into the local supermarket to get some extras like candles and wine and he was done.

He got all of this home and put the most of the roses into a vase full of water. He then started to tidy up the entire house and place the candles on every available safe surface. He stripped his bed and put on fresh white sheets and duvet cover, which smelled like ‘blossom and black diamond’ according to the softener bottle.

Time was starting to make itself known in Grant’s mind as it got to around 4 o’clock. He realised he still needed to prepare and cook dinner, lay the table, light the candles and have a shower and get ready.

After laying the table, he started to chop up his tomatoes, onions, green pepper and cucumber to make his Gazpacho soup, then seasoned his rack of lamb and put it in the frying pan to start to the cooking process before he put it in the oven. He could leave his desert till later due to the tiny amount of prep needed for it.

Jumping in the shower Grant was starting to feel really excited and anxious thinking about what was to come that night, but more than a little apprehensive. Worrying thoughts kept flashing through his mind like, “What if I cum too fast?”, “What if she doesn’t cum?”, “What if something goes wrong?” or, worst of all, “What if she’s had second thoughts and doesn’t turn up?!” He really started to fret now as he washed his body down. He had to actively think that that wasn’t going to be the case, there had been too much preparation gone into that evening and he had waited too long for this not to be perfect.

Grant started to soap up his body, starting with his right bicep and working the Lynx shower gel into lather all over his torso and shoulders. He rinsed and then put the Original Source shaving cream on his face. He like the way it felt on his skin, like it was covered in lava that being cooled by the freezing pelt of a hailstorm. It was pretty exciting he thought. He also made sure to trim his pubic hair and make sure everything was smooth and sensitive. After finally shampooing and conditioning his inch-long dark, thick hair he stepped out of the shower steaming and grabbed a towel to put around his body.

He got dressed slowly, listening to some relaxed jazzy Aretha Franklin and trying to get into the mood. He looked at the time and realised he only had an hour left and jumped with a start. Grant started rushing and swearing repeatedly under his breath like something from Four Weddings and a Funeral.

Running downstairs he hurried about, fiddling with lighters, trying to find one that worked. Once he found one, Grant began to light all the fifty or so lights around the house, particularly the ones in the bedroom.

Finally he had finished all the chores and jobs he needed to, it was 6 o’clock and he still had half an hour left to chill out until Jessica got there. He was dressed in a clean, ironed, crisp shirt and black chinos with his black polished shoes on. Grant looked and felt the part of his love’s romantic seducer.

Grant rose with a start when he heard the doorbell finally ring. He had a quick final glance in a mirror and rushed to the door.

Jessica looked better than he’d ever seen her before. Her black skirt hugged her figure in all the right places, extenuating her curves, her white fitted blouse was simple and sexy; her hair had mecidiyeköy eskort obviously been done that day in a salon. She oozed sex appeal. He invited her in, taking her coat and kissing her on the cheek. There was obviously a sexual tension between the two, but for the first time in their relationship, a sense of awkwardness was noticeable too. Grant put this down to some residual fear of what was to come and a growing excitement and eagerness for the fun to begin.

The silence was terrible, as tense as a bridge about to break, a tower to fall; unendurable in its emotion, its truth bursting to be spoken. And then, as if by an instinctive gesture, her hand reached shyly out to his. He knew she was looking up at him. He could not move his hand, and suddenly he could not keep his eyes from hers. They came together in a kiss so idyllic and yet so violent it shocked them both. They flew together, the universe swirling around them, a cacophony of silence and apocalyptic emotions running circles around their bodies, strained against each other.

They drew apart, in awe of what just happened. Jessica started to laugh, all former sense of tension gone. They were just two people happy and comfortable to be around each other.

Grant invited Jessica to move into the kitchen. She said that everything looked and smelt wonderful and she hadn’t stopped dreaming about this night all week. They chatted and drank a little wine, waiting easily for dinner to be ready. He loved looking at her, and tried to hide his awestruck glances whenever she caught his eye.

“Dinner is served”

Grant began with a starter of ice-cold gazpacho soup with homemade ciabatta croutons. He was really pleased with how this dinner had turned out as he had been thinking of it for so long. The long deep soup served to open the palate but also had enough flavour as to make it memorable through the meal. He didn’t eat much, but Jessica finished hers in no time at all.

Grant was stalling a little now, as though the meat was cooked, it needed resting before being eaten. To fill the time Grant went to change the music, putting on some smooth James Morrison. Finally the lamb was rested and able to serve. It was a breaded rack of lamb served with sautéed potatoes and a light green salad with balsamic dressing. It wasn’t overly complicated, but the dish was well balanced and light. Grant and Jessica talked through the entire meal, laughing and drinking, feeling more relaxed than either had felt all week.

When both were finished, Grant cleared the plates and dishes away, putting them into the kitchen to be done at a later date. Jessica came through to the kitchen with him and when he had put all the dishes down, grabbed him from behind. She ran her hands up to his chest, leaning her body into his. Her head rested comfortably in the space between his shoulder blades as she gripped his body. His intoxicating smell encompassed her entirely, making her feel safe and warm. He always smelt good, she thought. Never too much, always a subtle scent that just added to his aura. He sighed deeply as she held him, a deep murmurating rumble that reverberated with contentment causing her to join in. She smiled. She ran her hands down his body then back up, slowly but with pressure on him. Up and down his sides and his front, between collarbone and waist, her hands explored him. Jessica changed her style a little so it was more the tips of his fingers and the heel of her hand running lengths of his torso; more and more she changed the position of her hand until it was just her fingertips. She started to vary the pressure, gradually getting from massage to caress, then harder and more vicious, using her nails and scraping them up his sides, tickling his sensitive ribs. She ended up scratching him slowly, a small impish grin upon her face as she knew she’d leave marks on his body she’d later see. He bit his teeth together loudly.

Grant grabbed both of her wrists in one of his large hands and span around, catching her in his arms and pressing her body to his with his lips against her ear.

“You’re going to regret that.”

“Oh yeah?” she replied devilishly.

He turned away without saying anything, a small grin playing across his lips without her seeing.

He carried on as if nothing had happened in silence. She didn’t know what to think, had she gone too far? Had she done something she wasn’t supposed to? A few moments later however, he finished putting some pots and pans away and looked her straight in the eye. He didn’t say anything, didn’t move anywhere, just stood holding her, looking at her. Jessica didn’t know what was going on. She was about say something, but Grant just put his finger to her lips softly and smiled at her in a way that conveyed calm and contentment. The smile changed though. The finger stayed on her lips, and the smile conveyed less contentment and instilled an insinuation of lust into her mind.

Grant swiftly grabbed Jessica to him whispered small beautiful, terrifying, corrupting nothings into her ear. The more he talked and talked, the more she wanted him. She could not hear all the words but she heard the sounds and the unmistakable sentiments of desire gush straight to her soul, tingling within her a dormant dragon of desire that sparked a fuse running directly to her erogenous mind.

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It was early April the winter bowling league was over and our team won the season. There had been a party like none I had ever seen before. The top three teams took over the Old River club. This is a small bar just a few yards from the river. Most of us live across the river in a different county. We can drink here at the River club and get across the river before the city police get us for DUI. My live-in lady Karen and I have a large house up along the river. We have a four-bedroom ranch with a indoor swimming pool. We have often had sleep-overs from other parties. So tonight was not going to be any different or so I thought.

It was a very cold April and we had the fireplace blazing, the booze was flowing even thought we had closed the bar only a few minutes before. Almost every one was well on their way to being completely smashed. I was no different than the others except I was not as bad. My live in lover Karen was standing by the fireplace and a guy named Andy was next to her and I was sure he had his hand on her ass.

They were laughing and standing very close. The wife of the guy that was our sponsor had let me know that she liked my house ad wanted to see the master bedroom. I said, sure I’ll show you our playpen. She laughed more then was necessary as I walked her down the long hall. I stopped along the way to show her the other bedrooms and that every room had access to the swimming pool room. We slipped into the Master bedroom at the end of the hall and she came into my arms and gave me a juicy kiss. I thought what the hell and grabbed a tit and kissed her back. She reached for my crotch and I was about to see escort şişli just how far she wanted to go when I heard a splash.

I quickly open the sliding glass door that lead from the bedroom to the pool room. That took all of four second and in that time there were three more splashes. The pool lights were not on but there was enough light from the kitchen to see that there were four people in the pool others were running out from the living room to see what was going on and then everyone went crazy.

Guys were pushing girls in and girls were pushing the guys in and in about one minute there were fifteen people in the pool. I watched to make sure no one was hurt and to help some of them out. Karen was not in the pool either. So she went to get some sheets. We passed out sheets and blankets while those that were wet tossed there clothing in a pile. Karen tossed most of the clothing in the dryer and we herded the swimmers into living room, standing in front of the fire place. After that fiasco every one left except the last few wet ones. Most were husband and wives but some were singles from the other teams. I looked around and it seemed most every one had collected into small groups and were standing together near the fireplace. Karen was again standing with the sponsor and another guy I did not know.

Hell I had never seen him before. He must have joined the bunch as we left the bar. Helen Carter came up along side of me and slipped a drink in my hand. I walked her around the wall to hide us from the living room and kissed her again. She was ready this time and she unzipped my fly and groped in side. Helen şişli escort bayan found what she was after and from the way she held on to my cock, I don’t think she was disappointed. Just then I heard a laugh and a gasp. I looked around the corner and there stood two of the ladies naked in front of the fireplace. The sheet came off the naked bodies and were piled on the floor. Karen and her two friends were the only ones still clothed.

There were words and some teasing but it was enough to make Karen droop her cloths were she stood. God, how I liked to see her naked. She was tall , dark hair, large pointed breasts, a small waist with hips that were just broad enough to make her really look good. Her legs were strong, but very shapely.
Her two friends dropped their clothes and all were naked. I knew we were going to have a party. I got busy myself and helped Helen to get undressed. Helen wasted no time as she dropped to the floor and took a large amount of my cock into her mouth. I found her to be an eager and accustom to sucking cock. I looked around again and was surprised to see one lady on all fours with a guy at both ends pumping her full of hard cock. Karen was bent over, her hands rested on the stone hearth.

Our sponsor was up behind her with his cock in her tight little cunt. For a big girl Karen had a tight little cunt. Of course I knew she loved to suck cock as well as any of them. One that really surprised me was Brenda, she was always stand offish because of her religion. Brenda was on the floor her legs pointed high in the air and my buddy Larry fucking her hard. Larry I knew was well hung and şişli eskort I knew Brenda was full of cock right up to her eye balls.

We were having an orgy and fun was had by all. I was enjoying Helen sucking my cock, but at the same time, I was fascinated by watching Karen getting screwed. I could hardly take my eyes of my mate and her reaction to getting screwed. It was not the action of Helen that brought me to full boil. It was watching the others that turned me on. God, I was a voyeur and did not even know it till tonight. I could not contain myself and let fly with my load into Helen’s voracious mouth.

For the moment Helen seemed to be satisfied. She moved off toward the bathroom and I walked into the living room. I had not seen what happened, but now Karen was sitting on the hearth with a cock in her mouth. It was the guy I did not know. Our sponsor was now going into the hall bath where his wife was. I walked over to Karen and ran my hand over her dark hair.

I said, “ Having a great time I see.” If one can smile with a cock in one’s mouth then that is what she did. But she never stopped giving the guy a great blowjob. Larry had finished with Brenda and the other girl that had been taking two at a time was also done. Karen was the last to finish and she stood up with all eyes on her. As if nothing had happened Karen went to the dryer and pulled out clothing and passed it out. Not many were talking I think every one was caught up in the moment and were now ready to go home and try to not think about this drunken night.

Every one was gone it was near six in the morning and Karen and I had finished showering. I ask her if she had enjoyed herself, she said she had. I told her I thought it went really well and if there were half a chance to do this group sex thing again I thought it would be fun. She agreed with me as we rolled over and dropped off to sleep.

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