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Son zamanlarda benden daha genç ve bakir erkeklere çok ilgi duymaya başlamıştım. Tadına varacakları ilk am ben olayım, ilk ben gidip geleyim üstlerinde diye yanıp tutuşmaya başlamıştım ama aynı zamanda da garip geliyordu benden daha küçük ve tecrübesiz biriyle birlikte olmak. Bayram ziyaretine en yakın arkadaşlarımdan birinin evine gittim. O da ortağıyla birlikte yaşıyordu biz de hep birlikte toplanıp ortağının ailesini ziyarete gittik. Arkadaşımınn ortağı Yeşim’in yakışıklı mı yakışıklı Semih adında bir kardeşi vardı biraz da fırlamaydı, konuşmalarından anladım ki henüz bekaretini kaybetmemiş. Bakir olduğunu anlayınca ben de ona doğru çekilmeye başladım. Sabah kahvaltılarında elbisemin boyunu biraz daha yukarı çekiyor ve onun görüş alanına giriyordum. Önünde oluşan çadırı izlemek beni ıslatıyordu ve bir an önce o çadırın üzerine oturmak istiyordum ama nasıl yapacaktım. Semih ve Yeşim aileleriyle bir sahil kentinde yaşıyorlardı. Bir kaç gün ziyaretlerle geçtikten sonra biz de arkadaşlarla denize gitmeye başladık. Semih’in körpe vücudunu gördükçe ben iyice azıyordum. Semihle kimi zaman göz göze geliyorduk ama bir kaç el oyunu dışında dokunmam pek hoş kaçmazdı. Bir gün yine denizde güneşten çok bunalmıştım, denize girmek istedim. Semih te telefonuyla oynuyordu. Diğer herkes ya kitap okuyor ya güneşleniyordu ben de fırsatı kaçırır mıyım Semih hadi gel denize girelim dedim. Denize girdik, su şakaları vs derken bir baktık ki fena açılmışız. Semih’e ben korkuyorum yanıma gel diye seslendim o da ergen aklıyla yanıma yaklaştı. O anda vücudumu vücuduna yapıştırdım. Sikinin sertleşmesi çok uzun sürmedi. Sudan kaygan vücutlarımız birbirine değdikçe ikimiz de kıvama geliyorduk. Fakat suyun içinde bunu uzatmanın bir anlamı yoktu çünkü insanlar görebilirdi ve hoş olmazdı. Biraz daha yüzdük ve kumsala geri döndük. Ben şezlonga oturdum ve göz kırptım. Semih sırtıma krem sürer misin diye sorduğumda dokunuşları çok farklıydı beni tahrik etmeye çalışıyordu. Artık bir şeylerin gerçekleşeceği çok belliydi ve o da en az benim kadar istekli gözüküyordu. Benim yattığım oda Semih’in odasının yanındaydı ama ben odada yalnız değildim Yeşim ile uyuyordum. Neyseki Yeşim’in uykusu ağırdı, top patlasa duymazdı. O yüzden gece olduğunda Semih’in odasına sıvışıp ona unutamayacağı bir deneyim yaşatmayı hayal ediyordum. Eve dönüp yemek yedik Semih’in telaşlı ve sabırsız bir hali vardı, masada defalarca göğüslerime bakarken yakaladım. Gülümsedim ve yemek yemeye devam ettik. Nihayet gece olmuştu herkes yataklarına geçti, Semih geç saatlere kadar ayaktaydı, biliyordum. Saat 2 gibi yataktan kalkıp yan odaya geçmek üzere yola koyuldum. Kapısı biraz aralıktı ben de fırsattan istifade edip kapıda klitorisime dokunurken Semih’i izlemeye başladım çünkü Semih porno izliyordu ve siki dimdik olmuştu. Bu görüntü karşısında ıslanmam hiç uzun sürmedi. Semih tam patlamak üzereyken gözgöze geldik benim de gözlerim kaymıştı, bir yandan göğüslerimi avuçluyor bir yandan kendimi parmaklıyordum. Farketmeden inlemiş olmalıyım ki sesimi duyup bana bakmıştı. Bir anda ikimizde panik olduk ve kendimize geldik sonra da hafifçe tebessüm ettim ve odasının içine girip ardımdan kapıyı kilitledim. Bir dakikaya yakın ayaktaki bedenimi seyretti bu sırada üzerinde yalnızca t-shirt vardı ve iç çamaşırı yoktu dimdik siki ile bana bakıyordu. Ardından ben yavaş yavaş üzerimdekileri çıkarmaya başladım o da iştahla beni seyrediyordu. Sadece iç çamaşırlarımla kalmıştım ardından sırtımı ona doğru döndüm ve domaldım, o da benden 1-2 metre arkada sandalyede oturuyordu. Domaldığımda sütyeni de çıkardım sadece string ile kalmıştım. Doğruldum ve sırtım ona dönük bir şekilde kendimi duvara yasladım. Göğüs uçlarım soğuk duvara değdikçe sertleşiyorlardı. Parmak hareketiyle Semih’i çağırdım. Tam arkamda duruyor hiç bir şey yapamıyordu. Yavaş yavaş vücudumu vücuduna yaklaştırdım ve kalçalarımı dimdik sikine yasladım. Ben de sırılsıklam olmuştum. Penisinin üzerinde bir ileri bir geri kalçalarımı sallıyordum ve her hareketimiz bizi daha çok sarsıyordu, ikimiz de yavaşça hızlanıyorduk ve bu inanılmaz zevk vericiydi. Çok fazla geçmeden arkamda bir ıslaklık hissettim, Semih boşalmıştı. İlk olduğu için diye düşündüm ve bu durum çok hoşuma gitti. Hemen onu yeniden uyandırmalıydım. Hiç vakit kaybetmeden önünde eğilip dudaklarımla sikine minik öpücükler kondurmaya başladım, vücudu geriliyordu çok uzun sürmeden yine dimdik oldu. Ağzıma sığmıyordu ve içime almanın hayaliyle ben hala sırılsıklamdım. Semih’i yavaş yavaş yatağa doğru ittim ve yatırdım. Bir hamlede stringi çıkardım. Amımdan neredeyse sular damlayacaktı, kaygandım ve aniden dimdik sikinin üzerine oturmuştum ama henüz içime girmemişti. Önce zevk sularımla bütün siki ıslattım, ardından üzerinde yavaşça kaymaya başladım. İkimizde azmıştık. Aslında üzerinde zıplamak istiyordum ama yavaş tutuyordum çünkü unutamayacağı bir deneyim olmalıydı. Semih aniden durdu ve daha fazla devam edersem boşalacağını söyledi. Ben de durmadım ve daha çok hızlandım. Bir kaç dakika içinde boşalmıştı, spermlerinin sıcaklığı beni iyice azdırdı ve hemen onu içime aldım. 5-10 dakika olabildiğince yavaş hareketlerle üzerinde gidip geldim ve işte yine erekte olmuştu. Zevkin doruklarındaydım. Islanmaktan vücudum su kaybediyordu artık. Hızlanmaya başladım bir yandan da duyarlar diye inlememeye çalışıyordum ama mümkün değildi çünkü her şey çok hızlı ilerliyordu ve ikimizde deli gibi azmıştık. Dakikalar geçmeden ben ben sarsılmaya başladım, yatak altımdan kayıyor gibiydi hiç bu kadar zevk almamıştım. Amımın dibine kadar giriyordu siki ve ben şiddetle üzerinde zıplıyordum. Sarsıla sarsıla boşaldım. O da inlemeye başlamıştı boşalacağını anladım ve üzerinden kalktım. Körpe sikini dudaklarımın arasına alıp emmeye başladım, dilimle sikinin ucunu yalıyordum. O da çok geçmeden boşaldı. O gece kaç kere boşaldığımı sayamadım. Ve şu anda bunu yazarken yine sırılsıklam oldum.

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After Dinner at Mami’s House Ch. 02

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Part 2 of a series. Mama and mami mean uncle and aunt in hindi.

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Daytime on Thursday continued like the previous few days had been. I thought that potentially my relationship with my mami and mama had changed but neither of them made any mention of the night before. If anything, I barely saw my uncle and aunt and when I did they required me to do more chores than I had done previously. This made me tend to avoid them during the day.

After dinner I was called up to my mama’s room to watch TV. I was sitting when my mami came in wearing her dressing gown. She moved towards her dressing table and then began to disrobe. As her dressing gown lowered I could see she was wearing white nightwear that covered her back but only lowered to the top of her thighs.

My mami turned, moving towards me to take her place in the middle of the bed and I stuttered as her front was revealed. The white night wear was in fact a white lace babydoll though my mami was not wearing the accompanying bra and panties.

I could clearly make out the heaviness of her breasts and the dark nipples through the sheerness of the white material. My gaze fell down from over the firm thickness of her waist to a neatly trimmed triangle of darkness over her crotch. I could smell a musky sent as she clambered over me to take her position in the middle of the bed.

I struggled to concentrate on the TV whilst being able to see a large dark nipple out the corner of my left eye rise and fall as my mami breathed in and out. After 15 minutes I wondered whether my uncle would make his usual comment regarding me being cold but instead no sound was made. Nonetheless, I noticed my mami’s right hand touch my thigh gently.

I felt my mami’s soft hands caressing my thigh and edging towards my crotch slowly as the TV continued to play. I gulped and leaned back against the head rest of the bed unsure of what to expect as her hand reached my manhood. Her fingers slowly circled around my crotch which felt as hard as steel at that moment.

Her hand then moved upwards towards the waistband of my bottoms and she repositioned her body slightly so as to slip her hand underneath my bottoms. Without wasting time she quickly moved her hand underneath my pants and took hold of the base of my cock. I could feel her soft fingers grip around the base of my penis and her begin to jerk me. The only light in the room was emanating from the TV and as I looked to the left I could see my mama and mami with their eyes glued to it.

I looked down at my crotch and could see the covers of the bed move in rhythm to the movement of her fist up and down. I could feel my mami’s fist pull up the middle of my cock and then pull down to rock briefly against the base. The movement caused my balls to slightly shake with each jerk. Occasionally, she would lift a finger off my cock and circle it around the purple shaft of my brown cock. I felt like I could hear the stickiness of my pre-cum against her finger when she did this.

Pump, pump, pump was the sound I imagined hearing though it could not really be heard over the din of the TV. I could feel cum that had been building all day rising from my balls to my penis and begging to be released. I looked at my mami’s chest and could see her dark nipples slowly quiver as her hand moved. The visual sensations of those jiggling breasts were then too much to bear and I felt myself tense and I unloaded.

As I came my mami’s hand’s pace slowed and began longer strokes with more of an emphasis on a squeeze. She released my cock rubbing her hand gently against my black pubes to clean it before moving her hand from my bottoms back to her own lap underneath the bed covers.

My uncle then stirred commenting that his programmes had finished and it was time for bed. I was briefly concerned that I had made a mess that would be seen as I got up but I remembered that the mess was in my underwear. I got up and made my way to my own bed to sleep soundly having been relieved of a tension that had been building all week.

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After releasing my load the previous day, Friday’s chores seemed easier than the other days as I had a spring in my step. My mami was out shopping for most of the day so I did not have a chance to interact with her at all and my uncle was his usual self though his bad back had not shown any improvement.

My mami eventually returned home at 8pm and served me dinner as I had become accustomed to shortly after. If the casino şirketleri previous night’s events had any effect on her cool attitude towards me it did not show. No mention was made of anything that happened and I was certainly not going to bring anything up.

My uncle had mentioned during the day that my mami may be tired from having gone out shopping so I was surprised when he called me up to watch TV after my dinner as my mami had retired to bed as soon as my dinner had been served.

I entered my mama’s bedroom to see him watching TV with the form of my aunty lying next to him. I hesitated by the door and looked at my uncle. My mama’s head shake to the right and his stern impression made me reconsider my hesitancy and quickly move towards the right side of the bed and get in to watch TV.

My movement into the bed seemed to stir my mami slightly. I noticed as I got into my normal position that she was again wearing her baby doll night wear and I could see the outline of her back and her pert bum towards me.

After 15 minutes of watching the TV I noticed my mami shift her lying position on the bed so that her face was towards me rather than my mama. The covers were bunched up as she moved obscuring half of her face but I could see a mass of black hair to my left. After a few moments she stirred again this time edging closer towards me and her entire face becoming obscured by the covers.

I felt a hand pull on the waistband of my bottoms and underpants and my cock spring free. A hand then circled around the base of my cock and slowly began to jerk. The sensation of the soft hands around my cock began to get me hard and I felt myself enlarge as the jerking continued.

I closed my eyes and leaned back enjoying the sensations of my member. The sensation was, however, replaced by confusion as I felt wetness around the tip of my cock and tightness around the outside.

I looked down towards my crotch and realised that my mami must have taken me in her mouth. Her face was obscured by the covers but I could see the mass of black hair covering my crotch poking out of the covers in front of me move slowly in line with the sucking sensation on my cock. I could feel the muscles of my mami’s mouth sucking on me.

With each suck I felt the hand on the base of my cock move in time, seeming to will the cum from my balls out into the open. I felt relaxed as I rested against the headrest of the bed and closed my eyes revelling in the sensations and the wetness on my cock.

After a few moments I felt the cum in my balls begin to rise. Before I could think, it was upon me and I came. I let a low grunt as I came. I could feel the hand around my cock stop and then slow before trying to squeeze the remaining jolts of cum out of me. The head of hair covering my crotch seemed to stop moving as I came also.

After a few moments I felt the grip and wetness on my cock release and heard a plop as my cock felt free. I realised that my right hand had been stroking the back of my mami’s head in front of me and quickly stopped and put my hand away. I could sense my mami shift her position so that her face was partially visible. In the movement of the bed I quickly looked beneath the covers towards my crotch and noticed that although it glistening the cum I feared was not visible. The thought that my mami had managed to handle it all dumb founded me until I thought about what had occurred sometime later.

As I pulled my bottoms and pants up I heard my uncle announce his programme had finished and it was time to go to sleep. I got up out of bed and made my way to my own room.

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Throughout Saturday I felt myself in a slight daze as I performed my customary tasks, imagining my mami’s dark lips wrapped around my cock and those powerful sucking muscles and cool wetness urging the cum from my balls. I wished that I had been braver the night previous in lifting up the covers to see what was going on rather than having to rely on my sense of touch the memories of which were fading as the day wore on.

Seeing my mami move around the house in her ordinary baggy top and jogging bottoms made it all the more exciting that I had got to see her in her revealing night wear. As I looked at her baggy top I pictured her heavy breasts and dark nipples and as I saw her baggy black bottoms I pictured her soft legs and the inviting triangle of dark hair covering her mound. I struggled to concentrate on my books and studies and to casino firmaları my surprise, felt hornier than previously even though I had been relieved only the night before.

Dinner was up to the usual high standards and the call from my uncle followed as usual calling me up to watch some after dinner TV. When I arrived in the bed room I was surprised to see that my mami was already in the bed lying in the bed to my mama’s right. I paused confused about whether I should enter of retreat back if they were both asleep.

I saw my mama’s head move to the right which indicated that he had seen me and wanted me to move to take up my position on the right side of the bed. I slipped into the bed and settled down to watch TV. I could see my mama’s body on the far left of the bed with several large pillows behind his head obscuring it from my view. He was slouched so as to almost be lying down and wearing his red pyjamas. His eyes were glued to the TV.

My mami must have shifted to facing my mama in her lying position as I could only see the back of her head. She was much lower in the bed than my mama – fully lying down. Several large pillows surrounded her head also though I could see her mass of black hair peeking out from the top of the bed covers.

As I sat and watched TV I heard a soft sound coming from my uncle’s direction. It was a low burble that was difficult to make out over the noise of the TV. The noise sounded wet and was regular though not continuous. As I pondered what it could be I felt a movement underneath the bed covers by me – first something brush against my leg and then something move towards the top of my bottoms.

A day of regretting not looking under the covers the previous night gave me the courage to slyly peep under the covers to see what the movement was that I was sensing. I saw here that my mami’s backside was close to me almost touching my left leg – my mami’s head was by my mama on the left side of the bed but her bum was near me on the right. Even with the only light from the room being from the TV, I could see her babydoll nightie was bunched around her bum showing me her shapely legs.

I then noticed the painted red fingernails of my mami’s right hand as they reached towards my waistband and began to claw at my bottoms and try to pull them down. Caught admiring my mami’s legs it was only a passing moment until my mami succeeded and my bottoms and pants were down just below my balls as opposed to being by my waist.

The movement in pulling my bottoms down had made my cock hard and it poked against the underside of the bed covers. It felt hard as steel and I thought in that moment about how badly I wanted to be relieved. As my mami’s hand started gently touching my shaft and stroking it along its length I wondered whether I was going to receive a hand job as I did a few days ago. Although this prospect greatly excited me I felt slightly dismayed as I had felt my mami’s mouth only the night previously and so badly wanted to see my cock in her mouth.

Instead of my mami’s soft hand jerking me, as I expected, her hand formed a circle around the tip of my cock. The pressure of this increased slightly as was accompanied by a pulling motion the direction of which was down, to the left and forward. I looked in the direction my cock was being pulled and noted that it was towards the bunching of the babydoll nightie at my mami’s back.

I rotated my hips to the left and moved my body so that my cock followed the direction my mami’s hand was leading. The noise I had heard on my uncle’s side of the bed seemed to change from a low wet sound to a slightly higher slurp. It was still, however, too low to hear with any clarity under the noise from the TV.

My cock then brushed against the folded section of my mami’s nightie. The hand was released from my cock and moved towards the bunched up white nightie material attempting to lift this up. A faint sliver of white could be seen hanging in the air from my mami’s brown hand to the tip of my cock. The purple head of my cock looked angry and was oozing pre cum; it felt as hard as iron.

As the white nightie was moved up I could faintly see more and more of my mami’s legs until her bum was revealed. The ass did not have an ounce of fat but was large, thick and hairless. The brown skin was slightly lighter than the skin that could be seen on my mami’s face and arms.

As the nightie continued to rise, my mami’s pussy lips could be seen. As my mami was güvenilir casino on her side with her legs together and her bum towards me, the brown pussy lips were close together so as to almost be touching. Only the faintest of black hair was either side of the lips though I knew that a sexy dark mound could be seen from a front angle from my previous viewings of my mami.

After finishing lifting up her nightie, my mami’s right hand resumed its grip on my cock and moved it towards her pussy lips. I shifted my hips to follow her directions. As my cock touched her pussy lips I felt the wetness of my head mingle with the wetness at her crotch. The lips seemed to part with the pressure of my cock folding back to reveal an inviting hole.

As I continued to move my hips forward the wetness around my cock seemed to increase accompanied by increasing warmth. My cock was of average length and thickness but I felt resistance as the purple head of my cock continued to move into my mami’s cunt.

I heard a faint sound come in the direction of my uncle’s middle as the purple head of my cock fully entered the pussy and the gentle slurping sound cease. I paused my movements upon hearing this sound and only continued to move when it resumed a few moments later. My mami’s right hand released its grip of the base of my cock and moved to my right hip. The pressure of this hand continued, however, trying to move my body more and more towards my mami as if urging me to go deeper into her pussy.

I gently eased the rest of my cock into my mami. The sensation on my cock was incredible as was the increasing tightness I felt. I then slowly began to ease my cock out until my purple head was almost exiting the pussy before again reinserting it to its full length. As I entered and exited the warm pussy, I could see my mami’s bum softly shake in time my thrusts.

I noticed that my balls were making a sound as they slapping against my mami so I tried to time my thrusts with the slurping from my uncle’s middle that had increased in volume since I had begun thrusting. I raised my head and stopped looking underneath the bed covers and pulled these down to greater conceal the nakedness of my waist and my cock which was buried in my mami’s cunt.

I lay back with my head on the bed’s head rest. Looking down at the bed covers only the smallest of movements could be seen as my hips thrust. Looking to my left, my uncle’s face continued to be obscured by pillows though I could make out the redness of his pyjamas over his chest. My mami’s thick black hair could be seen over the top of the bed covers and she was lying close to my uncle’s middle. Underneath the sound of the TV, a slurping could be heard by my uncle’s middle together with the gentle movement of the bed and thump of my balls as my cock entered and exited my mami.

My mami’s right hand continued to grab at my right hip pinching the flesh there and trying to pull my body as I entered into her. As I continued to thrust, I felt the cum rising in my balls. A brief moment of concern hit me as I wondered whether I should pull out but my mami’s right hand kept my crotch glued to hers.

The low thump of my balls hitting against my mami began to make a wetter sound – I wondered whether this was due to pre cum that was oozing from my cock or whether my mami’s pussy juices had leaked out over my cock. Even with the covers down I could smell a muskiness smell of sex in the air as I continued to rock back and forth.

My thrusts sped up slightly and then I pushed into my mami’s pussy for all I was worth as I shot my load into her. I struggled to muffle my grunt as I came and heard the sucking by my uncle’s crotch briefly pause and a feminine grunt which matched mine. I paused for a moment trying to catch my breath as I felt the last of my semen ooze out of my cock as well as wetness ooze from my mami’s pussy on to my cock. A male sounding grunt then came in my uncle’s direction and I noticed the sucking sound cease underneath the noise of the TV.

Once I had taken a moment to re-gather my strength I moved my hips back away from my mami. I heard a faint plop as my shrinking cock left my mami’s pussy. I peeked underneath the covers and saw my cock looking limper and covered in stickiness. As I reached to pull up my underwear and bottoms I glanced to my left and saw my mami’s brown pussy lips looking slightly puffier and redder. A thin stream of white was oozing out of the pussy and forming a small pool on the bed and the fine hairs around her pussy also seemed to be glistening.

Just as I pulled up my pants I heard my mama’s familiar voice announce that the TV programme had finished and it was time for bed. I got up and then made my way to my room.

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Adventure at the Winter Cabin

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First time writer. I don’t really have anyone who I could share this with, so I proofread it myself. I know that is not the best way to do things. I would appreciate any comments and suggestions you guys might have on how to improve the story.

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I was woken up by a deep kiss in the middle of the night. Since I’m usually a very heavy sleeper, I was still in the place where you’re half asleep and half awake. It wasn’t normally like my wife to get up in the middle of the night to fool around, but I thought that perhaps being on vacation had put her in the mood. Jess and I had only been married for a couple years, so it’s not like the honeymoon phase was completely over. At first I replied with a light kiss and hoped to go back to sleep, but she was persistent and did not let me go. I could feel her tongue sliding into my mouth to playing with my own and her hands holding mine above my head so that I could not push her away.

At this point I was becoming more and more awake and being able to think more clearly. “I love you Jess,” I managed to whisper during our kiss and she replied by letting out a light moan. I don’t know how long we were in that position, in the midst of the passion of the kiss and I could not move other than kissing her back. Eventually I thought that she might want me to force the next move, so I thought to slowly lift her up and flip her onto the bed. I opened my eyes but was met by complete darkness, not even the moonlight peeking in through the windows. It took me a second to realize that I was blindfolded. Regardless, I though I would still be able to lift her without being able to see. However, I wasn’t able to move my arms or my legs. It turned out she had tied me to the bed. “Wow,” I thought, “She must be in an adventurous mood.”

She pulled her lips back from mine, “Don’t struggle Jack, the fun is just about to start,” and then continued on with the kiss. With that, she moved her hands under the blanket and into my underwear.

I don’t know why, but it didn’t sound like my Jess. This voice different, but it still sounded familiar. Thrown off by the voice, I thought to pull back from the kiss to assess the situation. At the next instant it felt like the time froze and my heart stopped when I realized that there was no way this was Jess, but before I could do anything, my enlarged member was already swallowed by another set of lips sending a chill up my spine and forcing me to inhale deeply.

Perhaps I should rewind and described what exactly was going on.

This year, my in-laws invited us to spend a two-week Christmas vacation with them at their winter cabin up in the mountains. It was a nice three-bedroom place with a detached guesthouse. There were several hiking trails as well as a couple places to go skiing. The skiing didn’t interest me, but I was looking forward to the hiking.

The arrangement was my wife and I would stay in the main house with her two younger sisters and their parents would stay in the guesthouse. This was because the parents usually went to bed early and ‘the kids would be able to party as they want.’ Jess and I weren’t much of the partying type, but the sisters, Sarah and Emily, together were a different story.

Sarah was a recent university graduate and was still looking for her dream job while living with her parents. She is very fun loving and adventurous. She travels any chance she gets, mostly to Europe. If I were to describe her, I would say that she is absolutely gorgeous, even more so than Jess. Of course I would never say that in front of my own wife. She has silky brown hair that goes down to her shoulders and big green eyes that you can get lost into. Her milky soft skin always tempted me to run my fingers against her smooth cheeks, a temptation I resisted with great difficulty every single time I saw her. She always has a smile on her lips that makes her look very inviting and friendly. I hadn’t really gotten a chance to get to know her other than the few times we hung out. The best memory I have of her is of the time when the four of us (Jess, Sarah, Emily, and I) went to a party. We all had a few drinks, I danced with Jess, and to be a gentleman I offered to dance with her sisters as well. Emily was the first one to take me up on that offer, but I’ll come back to her later, and then it was Sarah’s turn. However, when we got to the dance floor the music turned to slow and so did the dance. I tried to keep her an arm’s length apart (like high school style), but she came in and ended up with me holding her closer. We moved rhythmically to the music occasionally looking into each other’s eyes while trying to prevent the situation from becoming awkward, but one can’t deny that there was an incredibly romantic sense about the scene. I don’t know if it was lucky or unlucky that the music stopped just as we were about to sink in to a kiss. Back at our table Jess was very jealous with what she was seeing, and Emily was not helping by teasing her about what was happening.

This brings me to casino siteleri Emily, the sexy little minx. She was a junior in college, and as she would say, ‘still finding herself.’ Emily is the shortest of the three, standing at about 5’4″ with a body with thick thighs, incredible curves, and bigger breasts than her sisters. She is well aware of how sexy she is and she knows perfectly well how to use that to her advantage. I don’t know what her natural hair colour is because she is always changing it. Over the 9 years I have known her, I have seen her with over a couple dozen different hair colours and styles. Emily is extremely flirtatious, and that combined with her sexuality; she is able to able to get whatever she wants, at least most of the time. She never has any trouble getting into clubs and getting free drinks. Similar to Sarah, I didn’t have that close of a relationship with Emily, however we flirted quite often. In my defense, she flirted with me and I responded in kindness. The party I mentioned earlier was due to Emily’s courtesy. I’m fairly sure it was a private event and we did not have an invitation. The party started off a bit slow because we didn’t know anyone there and the rest of the crowd wasn’t exactly in our age group. When Emily and I went up to the dance floor, she did not hold anything back. I remember that she was wearing an elegant green low cut dress and it was very distracting. We danced up close to each other, I tried keeping my hands to myself but she wanted them on her hips. And so, I happily obliged. A number of times she caught me staring at her breast and responded with what I thought (or at least hoped) was an inviting look that said, “Feel free to touch them.” But since she was my then girlfriend’s baby sister, I did not give in. When I was dancing with Sarah, I’m sure she told Jessica some, but not all, of the details of our dancing. Not only was she upset about me slow dancing with Sarah, but also about my dance with Emily.

Last but not least, there is my loving wife Jessica, the oldest of the 3 sisters. She may not be as beautiful or sexy as her sisters but she has an amazing personality, and I’m not using that as a cliché. Jess is the most loving and the smartest of the sisters. I met her in our senior year of university, where we were paired up to assess the worth of some made up company and examine how it would fare as a rival to an actual company. I’m not going to go into details of the project but we ended up spending a lot of time together. At first we just worked on the project, which eventually lead to having coffee together, which lead to having dinner, and it just kept on going. Long story short, seven years later we were married. Jess and I share a lot of interests; we are both career driven, enjoy our charitable work, like the same music, want to start a family when we have our own house, and the list goes on. At 5’11” she is almost as tall as me. She has naturally red cheeks that brighten up her face and made her seem even friendlier that she was.

Getting back to the story at hand, that year my wife’s parents decided to spend Christmas at their winter cabin, and invited the four of us. Jess and I were very excited to take a break from work and have a winter vacation that was different from the usual. We had booked the vacation times at our jobs, gotten out tickets, and were prepared for it over a month in advance. Unfortunately, as things go, a week before we were supposed to depart, Jess was handed a new assignment that interfered with the vacation. After careful considerations and several discussions with her boss, we finally decided that I would go on the vacation as planned and Jess would come a week later. This way we could salvage at least half of our vacation. I was a bit hesitant about being there without Jess, but there would have been extra charges to switch my tickets as well.

Finally the day came and I headed to the airport. The flight wasn’t very excited but it got me to the destination city. The plan was that since I was the first to arrive, I would wait for the others arrive and we would all take a cab to the cabin. Emily was the second one to arrive a couple hours after me. As I had expected she did not want to wait around at the airport for the rest of the family, and with a simple pout of with her full lips she had convinced me take her out to lunch at a near by café. We discussed our daily lives and future plans, and throughout the whole conversation she was as flirtatious as always. We spent the next four hours talking and flirting back and forth, not to forget the several refills of our coffees. Overall, it was a very pleasant lunch date. Eventually, we got a call from Sarah telling us that she had arrived with her parents.

We went back to the airport, met up with the family, and headed to the cabin. The cab took us most of the way but we needed to cover the last bit on foot. The girls and I took the steeper, yet shorter, route while their parents took the easier way. Being the gentleman I offered to carry their bags, a task slot oyna easier said that done.

To be honest, I was expecting it to be an old dusty place with spider webs in almost every corner and very minimum to absolutely no electricity, something like you would expect to see in a horror movie. But thankfully I was proven wrong when we actually got to the cabin. The place was impeccably clean and well equipped with electricity, satellite TV, and even an Internet connection. I’m not even sure how that place was different from a house. Last but not least, there was the indoor hot tub overlooking the mountain.

The girls and I went to the main cabin while their parents went directly to the guesthouse to unpack and rest. Sarah showed me to Jessica’s room and left me to unpack. I couldn’t help but stare into her deep eyes. I think she had taken some advice from Emily and enjoyed teasing me a bit. A few minutes later we gathered in the living room to just hang out. The sisters got caught up while I browsed to the TV channels to see if something good was on. Occasionally they asked me questions about Jess and our lives. To my dread Emily brought up the party we all went to a few years ago, “Jack, be honest, how close were you to kissing Sarah that night?”

“Umm, what are you talking about? I wasn’t going to kiss Sarah, that would have ruined my relationship with Jess,” I replied.

“Com’ on, I was there, I saw everything. The way you held her, the way you looked at her, and Sarah even told me about how you ‘leaned in’.”

I looked over to Sarah; she was blushing and trying to hide her eyes from mine. “First of all, I held her close because we were slow dancing because of the music. And secondly, why would you even bring this up now? It was over three years ago,” I replied a bit flustered.

“Em, just drop it,” Sarah jumped in.

“I just want to bring it all out in the open, ” she went on ignoring Sarah’s comment. “Besides, we could never have this conversation with Jess around. So I thought this would be the perfect time. It’s just the three of us here and we all know what was going on that night.”

I knew this was another one of those moments where she was going to get what she wanted. And so in an attempt to prevent that from happening I tried putting the onus on her. “Well, if we all know what was going on that night, why don’t you go over what happened and Sarah and I will correct any misconceptions you have.” I looked over at Sarah as she looked back me. Our eyes locked at each other and she gave me a slight nod. I knew that this was not the time to be lost in her eyes, it just would have given Emily more ammo. So I quickly responded with a nod and went back to looking at Emily. I think the nod meant that if Emily was going to insinuate something, we would just deny deny deny.

Emily crossed her legs on the couch and sat back. At the moment I realized I had just walked into her perfectly set up trap. “Well, we had gotten into the party because of yours truly., for which I still haven’t received any thank you notes,” she smiled, “And got a round of free drinks. You’re welcome, again. After you danced with Jess, the two of us danced. No funny business there.”

“Whao whao whao,” Sarah interrupted her. “No funny business there? You were all over him. I was there too. Jack kept stepping back to maintain a distance, and you just kept moving in. You even held his hands on your hips,” she went on as if I wasn’t even there.

“Hey, I’m just a passionate dancer,” Emily defended.

Finally Sarah turned to me and said, “You should have seen the look on Jess’ face at that moment.”

I thought it was best for me to speak as little as possible, that way, stuff I said could not be used against me. I was on thin ice, and make each step carefully.

Turning back to Emily she continued, “So before you try to analyze us, let’s put your actions under the microscope.” I wanted to Sarah about getting too defensive but I didn’t want Emily to turn the situation into ‘me coming to her rescue.’

“Okay,” Emily responded, “Yes, we danced up close too, and that was mainly because of me. But like I said, I get passionate when I dance. I liked the song and I liked the way Jack dance, so I got really into it. It was just the heat of the moment.”

I thought it was a surprisingly reasonable argument. Sarah and I both knew that Emily was extremely flirtatious and wasn’t shy about it. I would have brought up the look we shared that night but that would have been throwing gasoline to a fire. Besides, it could have been that I read too much into it or maybe I was just remembering it incorrectly.

“Fine,” Sarah agreed, “But it wasn’t much different between us either, Em.”

“Oh, but I beg to differ dear sis,” she teased. “While I was more passionate, you were more sensual. From where I was sitting it looked like you thought you were dancing with Prince Charming.”

“Hey, in my defence, I am a good dancer,” I added because I couldn’t help myself.

“Oh yes you are,” canlı casino siteleri Emily winked at me. By the way the conversation was going I realized that it was more about the two of them and not really about me. I was merely a pawn in their sibling rivalry.

Continuing her argument, she went on, “I’ll agree that you can call my dancing more sexual, but the two of you had chemistry, there’s no denying it.”

“Okay, Em, chill. You’re talking about our sister sister’s husband,” Sarah said calmly. “If you keep talking like this, you can ruin her marriage.”

“You guys do realized that I’m sitting right here,” I interjected only to be ignored.

“If Jess hears any of this, it could lead to a lot of trouble,” she continued. “And besides, we’re here on vacation so drop all this nonsense. We’re here to have a good time, and this interrogation is not helping.”

In a sudden change of tone Emily burst out laughing. “Oh come on, it’s just like an intense version of truth or dare. And besides, I don’t think any of us is stupid enough to blab any of this to Jess. She can get very jealous.” After a small pause she continued, “Fine, if it bothers you so much I’ll drop it.” Another pause, “And just for the record Jack, if the two us had been slow dancing like that, I definitely would have kissed you. It’s easier to ask for forgiveness than to get permission.”

That comment even made me blush. “Okay, I am going to turn the TV back on and pretend this conversation never happened.”

The girls let out a laugh, and turned their attention to the TV as well. It was already too late to go out, so we spent an hour or so switching between random shows to kill the time. Eventually it was time for dinner, for which, their parents came by. We raided the pantry to see what we could prepare for dinner. Unfortunately this place too out of the way to have food delivered, and nobody wanted to walk all the way down and back up again. After a few minutes of rummaging, I found some pasta, pasta sauce, and frozen vegetables. I do enjoy cooking without recipes so I volunteered to make dinner and no one object. I think the rest of the family is too dependent on recipes and possibly helpless to cook without them.

It wasn’t exactly high-end cuisine, but I think everyone appreciated that they weren’t eating tune out of the can. I have nothing against canned tuna, back in my freshman days that was my source of a quick meal, but it just doesn’t seem like something to have for a family dinner.

Dinner went by uneventfully. Luckily the topics of the conversation were appropriate, such as careers, future plans, and recent news. Soon after dinner, I called Jess to check up on her and Emily stole the phone from me to tease her about being stuck at work. By the time I hung up, the parents had gone back to the guesthouse so they could go to bed early and wake up to watch the sunrise. They didn’t have to worry about doing the dishes since they were the ‘adults’, and since I made dinner, the girls had to clean up.

I thought that it was late enough that each of us would retire and go about our own tasks. Thus I decided to go back to my room, search through Jess’ library for something to read, and enjoy it at a nice spot in the living room. It took me a little while before I could settle on something. Most of the books in the room were children’s novels, not really something I’d enjoy unless it held nostalgic value for me as well. Finding a comfortable spot in the living room, however, was a much easier task.

The instant I was able to sit down, Emily walked out of her room in a very small bikini, which left very little to the imagination. She had a yellow top that was mostly just pieces of strings with two lacy patches just small enough to cover her areolas. Her bottom, a thong, matched the top, with similar pieces of strings and another similar patch to cover the folds between her legs. As I saw her, the word “Wow” escaped my lips involuntarily.

“Thank you,” she giggled, “That was the reaction I was hoping for.” She then turned around to give me a full view. From the back I couldn’t even tell if she had a bottom on or not, the string was buried between her cheeks giving the illusion that she didn’t have anything on. “So what do you think?” she asked.

I don’t know if she was teasing me or sincerely asking me, but still I responded with, “I think you already know what I think.” Without realizing it, I had already started to move towards her. “That outfit is a bit risky don’t you think?” By now I right in front of her, with my hands on her hips and my eyes slowly panning from the bottom up. I started off with her feet, which were bare, moving up to her knees and thighs. Getting up to the nether regions, it seemed that the little patch was almost see through (or perhaps that was just wishful thinking). Next, I moved up to her bellybutton and her voluptuous curved, then spent a few moments at her well endowed breasts, and finally looking up at her face. Her peachy hued skin was entirely hairless and felt smooth and inviting. She was looking back at me with a teasing smile, and I’m sure she was enjoying every moment of this, even more so than I was. I hadn’t noticed earlier, but she had lush golden hair that flowed down to her shoulders.

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It’s the beginning of the school year, and already I’m looking forward to going home for the summer. I hated August more than I hated the other months; nothing but humidity and gross bugs flying about. As I made my way to my first and only course of the day, Biology, I thought back to the moments leading up to this day.

I’d fought with my mother for months about my going to college even though it would cost her so much, even with the loans and grants. I was going to refuse until the bitter end, until the end came sooner than I thought it would. A day after we had been arguing non-stop about me going, my mother had stormed out of the house and had taken a drive. She never came back. The call I had received hours later crushed me, and I made my decision to fulfill her dreams of me going to college and doing something great.

I clutched the necklace that hung around my neck. ‘Best Mom’ was the charm that hung from it. She’d been wearing it, and now I always wore it.

“Ashton!”

I jumped slightly at the sound of my name, having been caught up in my own little world like usual. I whipped my head around to see Violet sprinting towards me.

I’ll still never understand how she and I became such close friends.

Violet Brycen, 2 years my junior, with baby-girl pink hair and matching eyes. She was mostly albino, with a little Irish in her, so she had some freaky looking freckles that stood out against her nearly transparent skin. But that made her unique. She also had a strange aura about her, and was, in her own weird way, pretty attractive. She’d been the talk of the class since we met a few years back, and always had boys trailing after her. Sometimes even girls. I admit I had a bit of a crush on her myself, but we were so close that I’d never told her. I would hate to ruin what we had. She’d told me, anyway, that she was interested in someone.

As she came up to me, I couldn’t help comparing us, like I always do. She towered over my short 5’4″ athletic frame, topping out at nearly 5’8″, willowy like a young tree. Compared to her, I looked like a tanned cheerleader, though I was still ghostly white. My jet black hair and piercing blue eyes made me look just as much as a freak as Violet did. That’s probably why we became so close.

“Hellooo-ooo, earth to Ash!” Came Violet’s voice again. I realized I’d been zoning out again.

“Sorry, what was that, Vi?”

“I saaaaaaid, we’re going to be late if you don’t get a move on, midget. Bio starts in, like, 5 minutes!” She was whining again. “All the good seats are gonna be goneeee!”

I rolled my eyes and gave her a shove. “Let’s get moving, freak!”

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We were the last ones in the room as the bells rang through the building. Huffing and puffing, and nearly exploding with laughter, we made our way to the front, where the only seats left were.

I sheepishly kept my gaze away from the glowering old man staring at us like we’d just trampled all over his precious garden or something. I plopped down in a seat, Violet beside me.

Just as old man, who I later learned was Mr. Jacobs, was about to get started, the door in the corner of the room opened and in walked, dare I say it, a goddess.

I kid you not.

My jaw dropped fast enough to crack.

In walked in the most beautiful creature I’d ever laid eyes upon.

She was petite, a few inches, maybe more, shorter than I was. But filled to the brim with voluptuous curves. The black band-tee she wore did nothing to disguise the massive yet modest bosom she was sporting. Her jeans snugged her hips and delicious legs as if they’d been painted on her. She walked with a confidence in her that only added to her sex appeal. Her hips swayed while she walked and it just made you want to follow her forever just to watch her strut. That wasn’t even the best part.

Flaming red hair that curled around her ears framed the most angelic face as if Michael Angelo himself had crafted her. Her nose slightly pointed at the tip, giving her a cute mouse look, god it was adorable. Her lips were curved up into the most sensual smile I’d ever seen, and it stopped my heart. But my heart broke into a sprint when my eyes finally saw hers.

They were the deepest evergreen, sparkled with intense lighter green shades, it was like her eyes were the greatest forest, and I felt myself get lost in them instantly. She was an angel, a pure, one of a kind, angel.

Our eyes met as she approached the sour old man and I dropped my gaze immediately, heat rising to my face, ears, and chest so fast I felt dizzy.

This was casino oyna insane! Sure I was a lesbian, but she had me nearly creaming in my seat by just walking into the room and looking at me.

I heard her voice as she spoke to the man, and I shuddered. It was so seductive, so deep and alluring. I’d die if she spoke to me like that.

Peeking up through my bangs, I saw her looking my way and, oh god, walking towards me. I realized there was just one empty seat left, and to my luck it was right next to me. I started trembling.

Violet gave me a nudge and I could see her grinning at me. But I saw her eyes, too. They were…Pissy. She looked immensely pissed out, though not at me. I followed her gaze and was a little more than surprised to see the angel before me looking nearly the same way. They were glaring at each other as the beauty took her place beside me.

The glaring contest continued as the lecture started up again. I could feel both women looking at me now, and I could see Violet move closer to me in her seat.

I shrank in my seat slightly, trying to disappear. Or at the very least not puke or pass out.

I tried hard to keep my gaze away from either woman beside me, but found my eyes straying towards the beautiful red-head. I glanced down at the paper on her desk to see a name scribbled elegantly across the top. Victoria. I shivered and snuck a peek up at her. I blushed violently when I saw she was looking straight at me. I dropped my gaze immediately and tried to focus on the lecture old man was giving.

It went in one ear and out the other.

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Before I knew it, the 3 hour lecture was over. I hadn’t heard a word of it since Victoria walked in.

I jumped when the bell finally rang and looked up at Violet, clearly bewildered.

“No worries, I took notes for you.” She said with a knowing grin, her eyes still conveying some harsh emotion.

I groaned. “Your handwriting is so shitty! It’s going to be impossible to copy it.” I whined, gathering my cluttered notebook and pens together, the angel beside me momentarily forgotten. It wasn’t long, though, maybe a minute, before she made herself known again. I felt her hand on my shoulder.

I flinched away and ended up whirling around so fast I fell back against Violet, who held me close to her in a protective manner.

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you!” Victoria gasped, clearly apologetic. Her slightly pouty expression drove a stake right through my heart and I was suddenly grateful for Violet holding me, because my knees had gone weak.

“I-It’s fine..” I managed to squeak out, trying to straighten up, my face beet red.

“I overheard your conversation…You can use my notes if you would like to?” She offered. Oh man, she was offering me her notes. I felt like I’d just scored a touch-down.

“S-Sure!” I stuttered out gratefully, reaching out for her outstretched notes. Just as I grasped them, Violet was yanking me by my hoodie.

“Well thanks for your help with MY,” Violet began, using more emphasis than necessary, “friend, but we need to be on our way now.” She finished, still dragging me towards the door. I stumbled backwards, shyly waving good-bye to Victoria before she was out of sight. By the time I got Violet to calm down enough to let me walk on my own, we were already out in the parking lot.

I huffed, out of breath from having been dragged around at Vi’s pace.

“Wha….what was that all about…Vi?” I sputtered out, a little angry with her. “She was just trying to be nice!”

“She was totally hitting on you!” Violet spit at me, angrier than I’ve ever seen her. I flinched away from her, startled.

“Dude…she wasn’t…Relax, man. Okay? It’s alright.” I tried soothing her, hugging her around the waist the way I knew she liked. She relaxed immediately and wove her arms around me, bear-hugging me until I squeaked to be released.

She let me go, taking my hand instead and walking me to her car with her.

“I don’t like her is all. She was looking at you weird ever since she saw how you looked at her, and I’m scared she’s gonna try something.” Violet was grumbling as we walked. I felt somewhat flattered.

“Vi…” I peered up into her light pink eyes. “Are you jealous?”

I struck gold.

Her face turned bright red within seconds and she had to look away from me, something she only does when she’s uncomfortable or embarrassed. I giggled childishly.

“You are! Come on, she doesn’t even know my name. She’s just a total babe who’s probably gonna be a whore later. I mean come on, did you see those huge tits?! All the guys are gonna be hounding after her!” I kept at it until Violet was able to look at me, smiling playfully.

“These are way better, though.” She teased, reaching around me and groping my tiny-in-comparison-B cup’s. I squealed and smacked her hands, laughing.

“Perv! Geez. You’re just jealous mine are bigger and you have nothing more than pierced slot oyna nips!” I roared at her, attacking her arm with my fists. We were both giggling non-stop as we clambered into her car.

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It wasn’t until I was in my dorm room that I took out Victoria’s notes. I hadn’t thought about them all evening because Vi had taken me out to dinner to celebrate our first successful day of college together.

Looking at them now, I could really appreciate her sophisticated handwriting. It was so feminine, but not. It looked lovely. I realized I’d read an entire page without actually taking in anything, and tried to focus. As I turned the page, I caught a whiff of something sweet.

I leaned down closer to Victoria’s notebook and inhaled lightly. It smelled absolutely delicious. I could picture her next to me with her smell. I inhaled again, and it went straight to my head and, embarrassing enough, straight between my legs. My face turned red slowly and I tossed the notebook onto the desk beside my bed.

Rolling over onto my side, I tried relaxing, tried thinking of anything but her.

Victoria.

Her name kept swimming into my head along with her voice, those full, pouty lips, those piercing eyes.

I felt my chest getting tight and started panting, brushing a hand across my chest. My nipples ached, stiffening to nearly a painful point. I reached under my hoodie and shirt, lightly pinching one beneath my sports bra. A shudder ran through me.

My breathing picked up as I caressed my breasts, pinching and pulling my aching nipples, my moans muffled by my pillow. I felt so hot.

I sat up and quickly shed my hoodie and shirt, tossing my bra off as well. The cool air hitting my chest caused another shudder.

Suddenly her voice entered my head again, calling my name. I groaned and dipped my hands down my stomach to the heated core between my legs. I recalled her hand on my shoulder, imaging that touch elsewhere. I imagined it was her hands between my legs, touching, caressing, teasing me. I gasped as my fingers brushed across my swollen clit. Whimpering, I stroked it, hearing her call my name in my ear, her hot breath against my neck.

I came out of nowhere without warning, an earth-shattering orgasm wracking my body as I spasmed and writhed on my sheets, moaning and nearly screaming out her name. As the pleasurable waves subsided and I came back down to earth, the realization of the situation slowly dawned on me. I’d just orgasmed to a woman I’d only just met and barely spoke to.

Still shaking and sweating, I reached for my phone and dialed my best friend Kade. He was an openly gay guy, one of the best people I’d ever met. We got close over the years. He was great. A few inches taller than me, he was like my older brother, but like my sister. He looked like a punk, too. Spiky deep orange hair with red tips and ocean blue eyes, he was a heart-breaker when it came to the ladies. I could always count on him when I was at a loss.

When he picked up, I was surprised to realize I was crying, I was so confused.

“Kaaaadddeeee!” I hiccuped into the phone.

We talked for nearly two hours about my situation, to nearly no solution. He was just as baffled as I was, but he was coming over soon to sit and chat with me more about it.

Right on time, he came bounding through my door and ice cream and cookies. Smiling happily at as he picked me up in a brotherly bear hug, he carried me to my bed and sat me down, perching beside me. We ate ice cream as we started discussing my predicament.

“So what’s the big deal, Ash?” He finally asked, appraising my shrewdly. “So you fapped to a hot girl, so what? That’s what guys do all the time.”

“The BIG deal is that I KNOW her, K!” I barked at him, exasperated. “I have to see her tomorrow!”

Kade nodded a little, seeing my whole problem now, I think. He sat back, staring me down like he always does when he’s deep in thought.

As he thought, I really looked at him. He was such a killer. Chiseled to near-perfection without being jocky about it, he looked like he’d been lifting since he was a child. He was just naturally buff. His sandy complexion made him look like a beach-boy, and really, he was. He loved the outdoors and swimming. Especially playing guitar at night and singing to me when I’d get upset. He was great.

“So. Give her back her notes and call it a day!” He suddenly exclaimed excitedly, bouncing on my bed. “Just ignore her!”

I rolled my eyes at his childish idea, but if I was being honest, it was exactly what I had planned on.

“I might..” I mumbled, looking over at the notes on my desk. Kade followed my gaze and hopped over to my desk, picking them up. He thumbed through the pages and stopped at the last one, his face lighting up like a kid’s on Christmas.

“Guuuuurl, you are so not going to believe this.” He sang, holding out the notebook to me.

I took it, my curiosity overflowing. What I saw there I did not expect, canlı casino siteleri and it made my heart first stop, then pound against my rib cage almost painfully.

There, written in her elegant script was her number and a short message.

‘If I’m correct in how you were looking at me, I’d like to have a word with you about it. Call me before 8pm.

-xoxo Victoria’

I stared at the scrawling on the page for a few more minutes, my face turning as red as ever. Kade was saying something to me, but he sounded too far away and I couldn’t hear him over the thundering in my chest.

I frantically reached for my phone and checked the time. 7:36pm. I breathed out a sigh. I still had a little time left. I looked up to Kade, panicked.

He was giving me ‘the look’, which meant I was on my own.

I hung my head and stared at the page

again as the minutes slowly ticked away. Before I knew it, it was only a few minutes to 8!

“Kade! I can’t!” I groaned, burying my face in my hands. He didn’t respond, and I raised my head to yell at him for not helping. I regretted it instantly.

He had dialed her number, and it was on the second ring when she picked up.

“Hello?”

My heart lurched into my throat as I scrambled to get my phone from him.

“Hello? Who is this?” She was saying.

With a smack to Kade’s shoulder, I tried to find my voice and speak with my suddenly parched mouth.

“I-It’s Ashton.” I managed to squeak out, kicking Kade in the hip. While he was writhing in pain on the floor, and laughing, I tried speaking normally. “I uhm, just saw your message a few minutes ago…”

“Ashton..” Victoria murmured, and a shudder slithered down my spine. My name rolled off her tongue like a symphony, dripping like honey. God, I was wet again. “So that’s your name, hmm?”

“Y-Yes ma’am,” I mumbled, trying desperately to sound normal. Kade was grinning at me on the floor and I gave him the finger before mouthing for him to get lost. He saluted me before sprinting out the door to avoid the shoe I’d thrown after him.

“I would like to talk to you in person.” Victoria said softly, and I swear I could hear her smirking while she spoke. Heat coursed through my body and centered it itself between my legs. I squirmed on my bed.

“I-If it’s about class, I can expl–“

“Oh no you don’t Ashton.” Victoria whispered. I suppressed a moan. “I need my notes before tomorrow.” She continued, almost matter-of-factly, but something told me she was clearly lying. “Bring them to my room, now. Pretty please.” She cooed at the end, sending delicious little shivers through me. God she was going to kill me.

“O-Okay….” I managed to utter, my voice weak. “Text me which number it is, and I’ll be there…”

“See you soon..” She whispered in my ear before the line went dead.

I dropped my phone and my pants almost at the same time. I was so tight and desperate for release. Sliding a hand between my legs, I moaned at how wet she’d made me. Within seconds my fingers were slick with my own juices and sliding effortlessly in and out of me. Not even bothering with teasing, I fingered and rubbed myself to a powerful orgasm that ended with me screaming her name and collapsing onto the floor, my legs jelly. It was minutes before I came down from the high I’d gotten from bringing myself off to her for the second time that day.

“She’s definitely going to kill me…” I whispered into the floor.

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By the time I finally collected myself, nearly a half hour had already passed. I glanced over at the phone that lay beside me and was a little surprised to see more than one message from Victoria. And more than one message from Violet.

“Shit, I forgot about Vi!” I groaned, fumbling with my phone to hurry and reply. She and I had been planning to go see this movie in the next town over. For months.

I felt so torn.

As I sat on my floor chewing my nails nervously, Violet decided to call me.

“Dude!” She yelled into my ear the second I answered. “Where the hell are you? It starts in like 15 minutes.”

“Uhm….Well…Remember that girl from this morning..?” I mumbled sheepishly. “She wants her notes back like…right now…”

I didn’t have to be there to know Violet had just gotten angry. I could practically feel it through the phone.

“I’m coming over right now. Stay put.” She barked in her, as I call it, commanding tone. She knows I have a thing for dom and shit like that, the cheater. “Yes ma’am..” I mumbled pathetically, snapping my phone shut.

I took this opportunity to look at what Victoria had sent me.

‘705.’ The first message said. I was shocked to see the rest of the address. We lived in the same building, just one level separating us. Her room, quite possibly, could be above mine! I shuddered at the thought, and again at the passing fear that perhaps she could hear me. I bit my lip and hurried to the next message.

‘Ashton? Are you there?’ I loved her saying my name, even if I couldn’t hear her say it.

‘If you don’t want to come, I understand..’ My heart broke a little, the message was oozing disappointment. I quickly messaged her.

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CHAPTER 1

I was having a really shitty day. My job can be really shitty. Most of the time I enjoy it, but that day, I had been up to my neck in shit. Like most engineers I spend most of my time in front of a computer, but some days you have to get your hands dirty. Shit happens, and Victorian sewers burst and collapse. Shit certainly happened that day. The River Thames is one of the cleanest, capital city, rivers in the world, and part of my job is to keep it that way. I had not meant to fall in, and my crew whipped me out pretty fast, before I swallowed any. I came out with a loud squelch, my expensive wellies lost forever. But I was covered. It was in my hair, my nose and my ears, and I suspected, my pussy.

I didn’t cry. My major blubbing days are, mainly, behind me. I stripped naked, despite the bitter wind, and ten men watching me, and got under the “shit shower”, attached to our mobile unit. A thin screen offered me a tiny bit of dignity. When covered from head to toe in shit, being naked is simply not an issue. The boys, bless them, formed a defensive wall in front of me. They were totally inured to the stink. I was not quite so, and Georgia would probably not touch me for days. I have a supply of really cheap T shirts, and knickers, for shitty jobs, and a clean change were waiting in the van.

The breach was plugged, and a million fish did not die. Job done.

As I stood on the bus, I could hear sniffing and shuffling behind me. I bet I still had some sewage, in one of my ears. I got off, a mile from home, and walked in the icy rain.

Shit, I thought, and stifled a giggle, she’s home early.

“Hi, honey. You looked like a drowned rat.”

Georgia hugged me, and stepped back, nose wrinkled.

“And smell like one. Unclean. Dirty bitch. Don’t move.”

She rushed to the kitchen and returned with a bin bag, and the Sunday paper.

“Strip, bog monster.”

“But, I just need to redo my ears. My body’s OK…ish. You are not throwing out my favourite suit. Get a separate bag. It can go to the dry-cleaners.”

Georgia walked up the stairs in front of me, dropping sheets of newspaper, and heaving.

As I got into the shower, I invited her to join me. I still love shower sex.

“No fucking way, Shitgirl. And get that pussy clean; you know where we are going tonight.”

Slightly deaf and raw, I emerged five minutes later.

“Touch your toes.”

And she sniffed me, like a dog.

“Now, who’s the dirty bitch?” I asked coyly. I was getting moist.

“Get back in the shower, Charley, and turn it cold. We are not going out with you on heat.”

“I’m supposed to be on heat, stupid.”

I was trying to distract myself, from what was going to happen later. I was scared and just a little humiliated, and the animal images kept going through my head. Georgia was going to take me to be inseminated; made pregnant; knocked up. Like a prize mare.

CHAPTER 2

We arrived at the clinic early.

I had a sudden pain, in my right side. I winced and Georgia frowned.

I just smiled. “Mittelschmirz. A good omen.” I get ovulation pain most months. Georgia never has.

Two other women were waiting, at the clinic. I guessed that the crop haired woman, who glared at us, aggressively, wasn’t the hopeful mum. Or maybe I was jumping to conclusions. Georgia knew them somehow, casino şirketleri but not in a friendly way. She does a lot of pro bono work, for a charity that supports victims of domestic abuse.

Georgia couldn’t help herself, and glowered back.

The plain, slightly plump, woman, started to cry, and I waited for the earth to swallow me.

I had surprised myself, when Georgia had asked me what I wanted for my 27th birthday.

“A baby.” I blurted out.

And so, nine months later, here we were, for my second intrauterine injection of donor sperm. Kindly provided by Georgia’s gorgeous brother; Michael Clarke, QC. We had seriously considered being “done” together. Obviously Georgia would need somebody else’s sperm, and I didn’t have a brother. Her career trajectory was becoming stratospheric, and she would likely be called to the bar, in the next twelve months. Georgia, two years my senior, had overcome enormous prejudice, as an openly gay, barrister, and would have loved to appear in court; as a gowned lesbian, with a bump.

She wasn’t ready for motherhood. She was going to find parenthood difficult. I was ready. I had grown up. Dr Charley Matthews. I have a PhD in hydraulic engineering, and work, for a large water company. Mainly in sewage. Well someone has to.

It was soon our turn. I put on my gown, got on the couch, and put my feet in the stirrups. Georgia had returned to goddess mode, and held my hand, gently crooning in my ear. The procedure took minutes, and was painless. Then we were driving home. I could feel the fear grow.

As soon as we got in, Georgia grabbed me and kissed me, fiercely. But it was not enough to prevent the flashback. To my first insemination. I was, again, an eighteen year old virgin; raped in a Swedish hotel room; mounted like an animal; too petrified to resist. I must have dissociated, as next thing I knew, I was in bed, in a nightie, with my head on Georgia’s bounteous chest.

“That was a long one kid.”

“Sorry.” I whimpered. “I love you so much. Make love to me Gorgeous.”

“Will it be safe?”

“Yes. I asked, this time. As long as you don’t poke anything inside my cervix, it’ll be fine. Given your freakishly small hands, that won’t be a problem.”

“Better than your two great shovels. No wonder you’re a shit slinger.”

I so hoped that the millions of sperm, were doing their thing. I wanted to remember that night fondly. I hoped that remembering Georgia, and me, entangled, would block the bad memory.

The Gorgeous One was of course naked. I flicked off the duvet and admired her body. She had barely aged, in ten years, or so it seemed. Some pretty wrinkles around her eyes, older woman’s elbows and knees, and a slight tummy, which I loved to nuzzle. We both still swam, almost daily. Georgia’s 36C breasts were still of pornographic excellence. She put her arms up, and stretched. I slowly licked up the side of her left breast, and tickled her left armpit, with my tongue, tasting the slight salt there. We both had a hang up over body smells, which always made early morning sex less than spontaneous, in that it always occurred in the shower. Or rather started there. It could end anywhere. I simply adored Georgia’s clean smooth armpits. I moved over to a long, stiff nipple, and rolled it around, with my tongue. She moaned and stroked my untidy, curly blonde casino firmaları hair. Slowly; almost sending me to sleep. This was going to be languorous loving, not slammed against the shower wall, urgent kissing, hard finger thrusting, love biting, back clawing, desperate sex, that was our morning routine.

I moved over two Georgia’s right nipple, and shamelessly groped her left breast. She liked to have them squeezed hard; much harder than I could ever tolerate. My left hand drifted downwards to Georgia’s soft bald mound. Her pelvis rose, as a reflex action, but I moved up to her belly, stroking and feeling the muscles quiver. Her pussy was going to have to wait.

I sat up and peeled off my nightie. Georgia smiled, then bared her teeth, and hissed at me; feral now. She sat up and I tilted my head to the left. I shivered slightly; that little bit of fear, which never left me. Ever so gently Georgia bit me on my neck, sucking my longest scar into her mouth. This was an exercise in trust. The skin was both slightly numb, and extra sensitive. Too light a touch hurt as much as too hard. Just the right amount sent little electric shocks, dancing up into my face. Pleasure, which only Georgia could give to me. When I touch my neck, it always hurts, and Georgia has been my one and only lover, so I do not know if anybody else could do it. Nor do I intend to find out. She then moved up and did the same to my face. I have six pale scars on my right cheek. They could have been drawn on by a small child. I refuse to hide them, with either my hair, or make up. Nor would Georgia let me.

Finally she nibbled my tiny right earlobe. My right ear had been sliced off completely, and sewn back on; and has the least sensation of all. I shivered when she poked her tongue gently into my ear hole. Later she would do the same to my left ear, which would turn on a mysterious tap in my pussy, and I would flood. My right ear was no longer connected, to there, unfortunately. I gently pulled away.

“What about when I’m fat and ugly?”

“You’re incapable of ugliness, Charley.”

“I’ll soon be a whale, with piles, varicose veins, stretch marks, and tits around my knees. And somebody else will have first call on those tits.”

“I certainly hope so. I’ve seen how people stare at your face. They often ask me. The better ones admire you. But they still don’t see what I see. Charley, it was you who changed me from a very naughty girl, into a slightly naughty woman. You’ll be a fantastic mum. And so will I.”

Tears were running slowly down Georgia’s sculpted cheeks; a very rare occurrence indeed.

It had taken me a long time to realise that being a goddess was a gift, and a curse.

I leaned forward and kissed her lightly. Forehead. Nose. Lips. My tongue was invited in, and made its customary inspection, of its little friend’s wet, warm home. Everything seemed in order, and Georgia’s tongue gracefully accepted the offer of a dance. We had named them. My tongue was Ginger; Georgia’s was Fred, and they slipped into their familiar routines, ones they never tired of. Fred was soon keen to check Ginger’s domestic hygiene, and I hope he was satisfied. Especially as he had visited but a few hours earlier.

I was happy to leave my tongue to its own devices, semi autonomous organ that it was, and get to grips with my favourite part of Georgia’s body.

Georgia, güvenilir casino being a goddess, could read my mind, and was letting me take the lead, sensing my need.

Georgia had taught me the tongue in ear trick (well, who else would?) and she responded in exactly the same way. That night there was no need. Her quim was soaking. Pity that I had changed the sheets that morning. She snorted, as I stroked, up and down her slit. I was tempted to ask Fred and Ginger to stop dancing, but decided against it. Ginger would be performing a different dance pretty soon. I soon found Georgia’s hard pierced clit, and rolled it with my thumb, and finally slipped two, apparently huge, fingers into my lover’s pussy. She snorted, even louder. Fred bowed, to applause, and went home. Our lips parted.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Charley, your fingers are like a cock. Only better. Fuck me harder. Stick three in. Yes. Yes, oh my God, I’m gonna burst.”

I slipped down the bed and settled between Georgia’s powerful thighs, seasonally pale and interesting. Ginger had changed out of her dancing clothes, and donned her wetsuit, in preparation for some hydraulic engineering. Georgia had clearly sprung a leak, and three fingers in the dyke, were just making it worse. She did not seem to notice my massive snort, at my own bad pun.

Ginger Rogers went to work with gusto, presumably thinking that Georgia’s clitoris was some sort of stop cock. She was evidently turning it the wrong way. I think my tongue should really be named Fred, as its reaction to Georgia’s vaginal tidal wave was, like a man, just to persevere with its failed strategy.

Georgia’s back arched and her pelvis bucked hard, squashing my nose, and making me sneeze. Her pelvic floor contracted so hard that my fingers were ejected, with a slurpy pop.

Georgia flopped back down, then grabbed my hair and yanked me, roughly, back up the bed. She gripped my head, with both hands, and kissed me fiercely. Fred had also changed, and was ready for a vigorous game of tonsil tennis. This always made me gag, a bit. Ginger finally sent him home, and shut the door.

“I thought you were the one having the baby?” said Georgia.

“Are you going to take me, then, like a big butch dyke? Shaft my delicate fem muffin?”

I pushed my knees firmly together, and crossed my arms, over my small boobs.

“Please don’t be rough with me, George.”

The goddess just laughed, her eyes twinkling. Georgia has never used toys with me. What she did with other women, was her business. She has got more faithful, if anything, over the years.

Georgia loved arse play. And tribbing. She was a tribbing athlete.

Within seconds we were locked; bald, wet pussy, to bald, wet pussy, lips squelching against each other. Georgia maintained that our labia were mirror images of each other. I didn’t care, as I sucked on her big toe, and ground to Georgia’s rhythm. I had a brief twinge of fear, as if a flashback was approaching, but it was actually a fucking enormous orgasm, rolling in from some distant shore, gaining height, and crashing over me. I had to let go of Georgia’s toe.

“Yes, you fucking goddess. You’ve fucked me good. I’m going to have our baby.”

CHAPTER 3

And so I am. Damned soon. I don’t have varicose veins, but I do have piles, stretch marks and cartoon sized breasts. I feel like a whale.

The contractions are now five minutes apart.

Georgia has just gone downstairs, to let the midwife in.

Home birth? Yes.

Water birth? I’m a hydraulic engineer. No way. Leave that to the whales.

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Dinner that night was pretty simple. Bill grilled some chicken. I was kept naked the whole time and I was getting used to the free feeling of staying this way. I kept thinking about what the next day had in store for me. I knew Jeff would probably join, so counting Bill that brought the number of men to 4. I decided that I wouldn’t make myself cum, at least on my own account. I liked how depraved and slutty I get when I have not cum for a while. I kept feeling myself grow hard as I thought of today and what I would get to do tomorrow.

At about 10pm, Bill announced that it was time for bed. He led me into the master bedroom and I saw that the furnishing there followed that of the rest of the house (mostly hard woods and dark colors). He had a massive king size bed. I was left alone as he began his night routine. I sat on the bed and just looked around. I heard the toilet flush and saw Bill walking towards the bed naked and with his massive cock swaying. He then walked towards me, grabbed his cock, and pressed it to my lips.

Knowing what was expected of me, I immediately opened my mouth and began to suck his hardening cock. I felt his hand on my head pulling me closer to deep throat his cock. I obliged willingly and took his now hard cock deep into my throat. I worked his cock deep into my throat. I had one hand massaging his balls and my other gripping his cock shaft. I heard a grunt from Bill. I looked up at him and saw his head thrown back and his eyes closed.

I smirked at the effect that I was having on him. I began to double my efforts of sucking his man meat. I sucked him as deep and hard as I could. I actually felt his knees shake a bit as I was sucking him. Bill then pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed me up onto the bed. He then flipped me over onto my hands and knees. I felt him spread my ass cheeks apart. I then gasped as I felt his wet warm tongue slide into my asshole.

I love the feeling of a good rimming. Bill had my ass cheeks spread wide and his face buried between them as he probed my puckered hole with his tongue. I was moaning and gasping in pleasure. Then without warning, Bill suddenly stood up and shoved the entire length of his hard cock into my ass. I yelped at the sudden intrusion. Bill gripped my hips tightly as he set a deep and fast pace of fucking my boy hole.

My whole body was being wracked by his unrelenting rampage of my asshole. Bill was grunting and groaning as he slammed his hard cock deeper and deeper into my hole. I knew he couldn’t last very long at the pace he had set. I wanted a good and hard ass fucking before bed. I was loving the feeling of every inch of his hard cock thrusting deep into my ass before pulling out.

Bill now started to taunt me saying, “Yeah, boy take my hard cock. I’m gonna shoot my seed all in this boy ass of your’s. Marty really knows how to pick a fuck boy, doesn’t he?”

I could only agree by saying, “Yes, Sir.”

“Me and the boys are going to fuck your holes so much tomorrow, boy. I bet you like the idea of that. Having 4 strong men feeding you their hard cocks and pounding your tight asshole. You’re just a cock hungry fuck boy aren’t you. I bet you can’t even remember what it was like before Marty claimed this asshole and mouth of yours. Oh, yeah. Take my cock boy. Love it.”

I was past talking now. I had to grip the bed sheets to keep myself from falling forward. Bill was pounding my asshole so hard and deep. Bill began to pull my hips back into him to meet his hard deep thrusts. I wish I could say that this hard fucking compared to when Marty takes my asshole, but this was so much harder and deeper than I was used to. I found myself wishing Bill lived closer to me. But remembering who I belonged to, I still preferred Marty’s hard cock. Besides, I was not in charge of who fucked my asshole or who’s cock I sucked. Marty owned me and I knew that.

Bill’s thrusts had now picked up speed. He was pulling me into him and slamming into me so hard and fast, that out thighs were smacking together loudly. Bill then began to grunt louder and louder. I knew he would soon fill my boy hole with his hot cum again. I began to tighten my asshole around his cock. Bill’s speed had now grown so fast that I thought he would start moving the entire bed.

Bill then gripped my hips tight, pulled me back and shoved his cock deep into my insides with all of his might. I then heard him grunt loudly as I felt a steam of hot man cum erupt into my willing ass. I clinched my asshole and worked my hips back and forth, to milk every drop of cum into me. Bill just let me work as he enjoyed his latest fuck of my boy ass. I felt full of his warm slimy cum. I imagined every load of his cum that he pumped into me already.

Bill then pulled his softening cock from my asshole. I slumped down onto the bed with a satisfied sigh. I barely remember what happened next. I think bill pulled me under the covers before joining me and turning out the light. But the next thing I actually casino siteleri remember is waking up draped across Bill’s chest in the morning. I glanced at the clock and noticed it was now 8am. I looked and saw Bill was still asleep. I felt a hardness poking my thigh. I smirked as I slowly crept below the covers.

I took my time, so as not to wake him too soon. I worked my way down to his hard cock. I guided his cock head to my waiting mouth. I began a slow cock sucking. I started with just the enlarged cock head. I took it all in my mouth and began a gentle suck. I would move my tongue around the bulbous head as I massaged his cock shaft with my hands. I emitted a soft moan as I enjoyed sucking.

I then began to take his whole cock into my mouth and slowly bob my head up and down, taking his entire length into my mouth. I kept a steady and slow pace as I added more and more suction to his cock. I couldn’t believe the change that had occurred in me, I used to be such a shy boy. I never even fantasized about being with a man. Marty had so completely changed me, that I was now willingly sucking a man’s cock. I smiled to myself as I continued sucking what I had to admit was a delicious cock.

I never felt or heard any signs that Bill was awake, so I continued with my own wake up call for him. I was unbelievably horny with the thought of the upcoming gang bang that I was to receive that day. I didn’t even realize that I had picked up speed, until I had worked his cock deep into my throat. I was now sucking his cock as hard and deep as I could. I figured that he deserved a nice blowjob from me, since I had already been fucked so well and would soon get even more.

I then felt the signature twitch of his hard cock. I knew he would soon flood my mouth with his hot cum. Taking the initiative even further, I then deep throated his hard cock. I felt his cock head go down my throat. I then swallowed as fast as I could, allowing my throat muscles to massage and work his cock head. I then felt the first jet of hot man cum erupt form his cock and slide down my throat. I continued to swallow around his cock head as a stream of cum went down my throat.

I massaged his hard cock shaft, so I could milk all his cum into my mouth. I finally felt his cock begin to soften. I sucked his cock and cock head for a few minutes more, then I let his cock fall from my mouth. I licked up and down his cock with my tongue. I then sucked his balls lightly. After a few more minutes, I began to crawl back up and out from under the covers. I looked up and was met by a smirking Bill. I grinned in a satisfied way, as I laid my head back onto a pillow next to him.

Bill then flung off his covers and got out of bed. I will admit to a strong since of satisfaction, when I noticed he walked with a bit of a weak legged gait. Without looking back at me he said, “I’m going to take a shower, boy.”

He then looked back at me and smirkingly said, “You can get one after me. Don’t worry, I’ll save you some hot water.”

He then entered the bathroom and shut the door. I heard then sink turn on, and guessed he was going about his pre-shower routine. I then rested on the bed, as I heard the shower finally turn on. I lazily waited for my turn. After about 20 minutes, the shower cut off. About 5 minutes after that, Bill exited the bathroom wrapped in a towel. He then called to me, “Ok, boy. Your turn. Make sure you are properly clean. I want you sparkling when everyone get here.”

I answered with my usual “Yes Sir” as I entered the bathroom. I noticed an unopened toothbrush sitting on the counter next to the sink. I unwrapped it and began to freshen up. After brushing my teeth I then used some of his mouth wash, to further get rid of my morning breath. I then entered his shower. He had an amazing walk-in shower. It had a glass door and was tiled floor to ceiling with a gray textured tiles. I noticed an giant over head showerhead and a smaller wall mounted flexible nozzle.

I recognized the wall nozzle as being an enema nozzle. I guess he really did want me sparkling clean. I smirked as I turned on the water. I then jumped back as I was hit with freezing cold water. I turned the adjuster all the way to hot and waited for it to warm up. I was terrified when I realized that it was staying cold. Not seeing any way around it, I grit my teeth and stepped under the shower flow of ice cold water. I washed as fast as I could. I soaped up my body then used the shampoo he had at hand.

I then remembered the enema nozzle. I briefly wondered if I could get away with not using it, but considering how many loads of cum Bill had seeded into my ass, I decided against it. I then used some of the soap and lubed the enema nozzle, then some more on my asshole. I then began to work the nozzle into my ass. I was able to slip it in easily. I then took a deep breath and turned on the wall nozzle. I almost screamed, as the first blast of ice cold water flooded into my insides.

I braced myself against the shower wall, and stood there as I let the cold water flow slot oyna into me. I felt the water begin to flow out of me, as I was now filled to the brim. I shut off the water and removed the nozzle to allow the water to sit inside me for a time. I then relaxed and let the water flow out of me, carrying with it all the loads of cum that had been inside me. I then reinserted the nozzle and continued the process, until I was sue I was satisfactorily clean inside and out.

I then shut off the and got out of the shower. I dried myself off and then hung the towel back up. Reentering the bedroom, I saw a leather jockstrap sitting on the bed. I walked up and picked it up. Bill then entered the room wearing a pair of black leather pants and black leather boots. Looking at me, he said, “Yeah, that’s all you will be wearing today, boy.”

He then chuckled and walked out of the room. I turned the jockstrap over in my hand, examining it. I saw that on the inside of the cod piece was a leather ring. I guessed this was to hold my boy cock in place and not allow me to get too much penile stimulation. I then began to work my way into it. I fit very snugly. I had to really tug to get it on. Finally succeeding in getting the leather jockstrap on, I had to admit that I liked the feeling. The leather strap on the inside held me cock tight and secure, I doubted it would be able to move at all. I looked at myself in the full length bathroom mirror, and had to smile when I saw how I looked. My ass cheeks were uncovered and ready for use. My cock, however was held tightly in place. I guessed, that this was by intention. Shrugging, I went to find Bill.

I found him sitting on the living room couch and drinking coffee, as he watched the morning news. I sat down beside him, and contented myself with fantasizing about what was to come. Bill’s phone then rang. Bill answered and spoke quietly for a few minutes, then hung up saying, “We’re all set here. See you guys in a few hours.”

Bill then smirked at me, as he stood up, and beckoned me to follow him. I got up and followed him into his play room. Bill then handed me a rag and a bottle of spray, saying, “Ok, boy. The men will be here in a few hours. You need to have this room nice and clean. I don’t want a speck of dust on any of my things. Get to work.”

I could only nod and say, “Yes, sir.”

With that, Bill left me to my work. I worked my way around the whole room, carefully cleaning and wiping all of the leather clad devices that I was sure I would be using soon. I noticed the spray bottle was filled with some type of soapy solution, without scent at all. I guessed Bill didn’t want the smell of leather to be lost to any harsh smelling chemicals. I also figured that the cleaning solution was probably designed for used on leather, to avoid damaging chemicals. I was in my own little world as I went from the padded table, black leather padded saw horse, the giant St. Andrews cross, and the black leather sex swing that we had already used.

After I was done with all of those, I noticed a few other devices. I saw a metal cage. The cage was made of metal and it was only big enough for someone to stand straight up inside. The cage had a hinged door to enter and exit. I then noticed it also had 2 hinge sections that would open at waist level and at head level. I smirked to imagine the possibilities. Another consisted of two 4×4 posts secured to the floor, with three wood cylinder posts (about 2 inches in diameter) connected to the 4x4s in the middle. All of the wood was smooth and stained dark brown, I guessed to avoid splinters. I was a little confused looking at this. It appeared like someone could be “threaded” between the cylinder posts to prevent them from moving.

I also noticed a black leather covered throne, with black leather covered long board in front of it. I examined the throne closer, and saw that there was a large hole where the person sits. The underside of the throne was open. I then saw that the long board in front of it had shackles (this is a personally designed “queening stool”). I guessed that this device was used to secure someone in place on their back, while they were forced to rim whoever was seated on the throne.

I recognized a black leather padded stockade in another corner. Oh how I imagined being strapped to that, bent over with my wrists and neck secured in the stock. My ankles secured to the floor, holing my legs spread wide. With a smile on my face and an tingling feeling in my asshole, I continued to clean all of the devices. I then moved onto the various leather whips, floggers, riding crops, and paddles hanging from hooks on the walls.

Feeling I was done, I stood up and took a quick look around the room. I then noticed a bed that was up against the wall. I walked closer and noticed the bed was set to hinges in the floor. I pulled the bed down, to find it covered in a black leather “sheet.” I smirked at Bill’s fetish for black leather. I then proceeded to wipe the leather sheet, before standing the bed back up against the wall and out of the way. canlı casino siteleri Taking once last look around the room, I finally felt comfortable with being done. I left the room carrying the rag and spray bottle.

I found Bill talking quietly with Jeff. Jeff was dressed in a pair of tight fitting black jeans, a black muscle shirt, and black biker boots. I stopped and waited to be noticed, having long ago been trained by Marty not to interrupt when real men are talking. Bill noticed me, instructing me to put the rag in the kitchen sink and the spray bottle on the counter. I replied in my customary, “Yes, sir” and walked passed them. Jeff then laid a quick smack to my exposed ass cheek. I jumped at the sudden spank, but continued to do as I was told.

Bill then said he was going to inspect my work. I nodded, as I stood in the living room. Jeff then walked closer to me, smirking as he stood in front of me. He then pinched my nipples as he asked, “Are you ready for today boy? I bet you can’t wait to have all four of us shove our hard cocks into your mouth and tight little asshole. You’d like that wouldn’t you? Having 4 big strong men fucking your boy holes and filling you with their seed. I bet you feel empty when you don’t have a cock inside of you.”

I could only breathe out, “Yes, sir. I love being fucked and sucking hard cocks.”

Jeff laughed, saying “And I remember how much you liked having your tongue in my asshole. I remember you moaning like the little fuck boy that you are, when your tongue was in my hole. And you love a tongue in your asshole too, don’t you boy?”

I again answered, “Yes, sir.”

Jeff then moved his hands to stroking my body. He rubbed his hands down my chest and stomach. He patted my leather covered boy cock. I was now rock hard. I loved it when they talked to me like this. He then moved around and grabbed my exposed ass cheeks as he said, “Yeah, I missed fucking this asshole. Your asshole is so tight and tastes so sweet. You taste just like a good boy should. We are going to fill your ass so full of our man seed, that I bet it gets pumped all the way to your stomach.”

He then leaned closer and whispered into my ear, “A real man’s seed belongs inside a boy like you. If you belonged to me, I would have you so full of my cum that you would leak. I would fuck you every day, at least once. MMM…I bet Marty and Bill can’t keep with your greedy need for hot man seed. Is that why Bill called us over here, boy? Did you wear the old man out? I bet you did. I bet you sucked his cock and he fucked your ass until he didn’t have the strength to go anymore.”

I refused to answer. I just kept my head bowed, as I had been taught. Jeff then bit my ear softy, before whispering “Don’t worry boy. I’ll have Marty loan you out to me one of the these days. Then I will show you how much cum you can really hold inside of you. You’d like that wouldn’t you boy? Having a real man pumping load after load of his hot cum into your mouth and asshole. I wouldn’t even make you beg for it. I would just give you what I know you need.”

My cock was unbelievably hard now, and my asshole was tingling at the thought of being loaned out to Jeff. I was such a cock slut. I needed a hard cock to fill me up so bad. Jeff then smacked my ass cheeks and said, “But you and I will have to wait for Tom and Dave to get here. MMM…but how about I sneak a taste of your delicious boy ass? Grab that wall boy.”

I then placed my hands against the wall, as Jeff positioned me so that my ass was stuck out. He then dropped to his knees behind me and spread my ass cheeks. I moaned softly as I felt his warm wet tongue begin to probe my puckered boy hole. I felt my asshole clinch and relax, as I enjoyed the attention. My knees grew weak and I had to brace my hands wider to better brace myself. I stuck my bubble butt out farther, to give Jeff better access as he rimmed me.

I heard a chuckle from next to me. I looked over and saw Bill standing there smirking at my predicament. “You did a good job cleaning up the room, boy. I was actually hoping to find some areas that you missed, so I could punish you later. Oh, well. And I see Jeff couldn’t wait to taste your boy hole. You like that boy’s asshole, don’t you Jeff?”

Jeff only mumbled an affirmative answer, as he continued to lick deep inside my asshole. Bill let Jeff continue, until the doorbell rang. Bill then ordered Jeff to stop and told me to go into the play room and kneel down and wait. Jeff gave my asshole one last lick, then smacked both of my ass cheeks as he stood up. I did as instructed and walked into the play room.

I knelt down and listened to the four voices in the next room. I couldn’t hear what they were saying. I was curious to meet the two new guys. After a few minutes alone, all four of the men walked into the room. They stood around me as they admired me. Bill then said, “Well boy, this is John and Tommy. They can’t wait to make the acquaintance of your asshole and mouth. Guys, this is Marty’s fuck boy. I had to promise to give him back to Marty in the same condition that he loaned him to me. So, the only real rules with him are no visible marks, so no hard spanking or paddling, and don’t overstretch his asshole, so no fisting, giant dildos, or double fucking.”

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“Buy me a drink, willya?” I laughed, and she caught the waitress’s eye, motioning for another round. I pushed the bet button and the jewels and titties flew past my eyes, lining up to give us $50. I paused to pull out a cigarette and Daddy whipped out a lighter to light it for me. The wheels spun and spun and we cheered on every small victory. I kept stealing little looks at my girl, the neon reflecting in her turquoise eyes. She was so hot with her dark spiky hair and perfectly pressed shirt. She wore heavy construction boots with her low slung jeans and I knew she’d worn them just for me. I’d dressed for her, too – a little black dress covered my curves, showing just enough cleavage to be sexy but not so much it would make Daddy jealous with other people seeing what was hers alone. We played and played until we had a nice little sum, double drinks in one hand, cigarettes in the other, laughing and cheering on the machine.

“Cash out, princess, I’m taking you upstairs,” said Daddy, brushing her hand against my nipple, making it spring to attention.

Even though it was far past midnight, the casino was lit up like noon and packed with people. Daddy put her hand on the small of my back and guided me through the crowd toward the escalator. I was so proud to be hers, so proud that she was mine. As we made the long trek across the skyway to the hotel I got hotter and hotter, thinking of how I would please my girl once we got back to the room.

The room was a lovely suite with a living room and a ridiculously big bed. Beautiful watercolors of the mountains outside hung on the papered walls. Daddy pulled a baggie out of the wardrobe and sat down on the couch to roll a joint. I excused myself to the bedroom to wriggle out of my dress to show the baby pink corset underneath. Even thought it made breathing a bit of a chore, I loved the way the satin and lacing pulled in my curvy belly and pushed my titties up up up. I spritzed on a little more perfume in my blond curls and fixed my red lipstick, slipped on my five inch pink satin platform heels. casino oyna I batted my eyes in the gold-framed mirror and pouted my lips in silent approval of my appearance.

Meanwhile Daddy had gotten comfortable in her boxers and rolled two neat joints. She was waiting for me in the low-lit living room.

“Fire up,” she said, looking me up and down. I curled up next to her, rubbing my titties against her arm as I got comfortable and lit up. Daddy leaned across me to get the remote and put on some music – old R&B – love music, she called it.. We passed the joint back and forth and let the music and the smoke swirl through the room.

“You look beautiful, princess,” my Daddy whispered, cupping my face in her hand. She leaned in close and pressed her mouth against mine, running her tongue against my lips. The second kiss was deeper, more urgent, as she parted my lips and pressed herself against me. Her lips traveled down my neck, kissing and licking my throat, suddenly giving me a hard little sucking bite that made me gasp. “That will leave a mark,” I thought with satisfaction. I loved to be marked as hers.

Her hands with their perfectly manicured short nails found my breasts and started teasing my hard nipples, gently at first, then with little pinches and twists. I moaned and felt my pussy begin to gush.

“Daddy,” I said breathlessly, “I love you.”

“I love you too, princess,” she murmured. “Now get your ass off that couch.” I slid off the couch and stood as directed.

“Turn around, my little pornstar,” she commanded, and I pirouretted around to rub my ass against the big silicone cock I felt through her boxers. “Grind it, baby,” she ordered, and I began to circle and grind my ass against her. She pushed back, pulling my hips toward her with her hands. “I want these off,” she said, popping the elastic on my wet panties. “Is your pussy hot, princess?”

“Oh yes, Daddy, just for you,” I breathed. No one can make me hot like my Daddy. She is my heart, my life, and my lover. I want a tattoo over my mound – Daddy’s Pussy. She owns me.

“Touch my hard cock,” she commands, and I slide my hand into the slit in her boxers, pulling out the biggest, thickest, most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen. I take it in both hands, stroking its length, admiring it, raising its head to my lips. It’s too big to take in my mouth, but I kiss the round head, flick my tongue down the shaft.

“You’re slot oyna gonna take this, baby,” she growled, pushing me back onto the coffee table. I lay back and spread my legs wide in the air, like a vee. I’m flexible for a big girl and like to show off for my Daddy. She took her big cock in her hand and started rubbing the head of it against my wet little clit, making me moan with happiness. She took that cock and rubbed the head up and down against my clit, my slit, and my ass, again and again, making me beg her for it.

“Oh fuck me, please fuck me,” I pleaded.

“How much do you want it?” she demanded.

“Oh Daddy, I want it BAD, I want it so bad! My wet little pussy needs your cock, Daddy,” I begged. And with that, she took that beast into her hand and shoved the whole thing right into my dripping pussy. I winced and gasped, proud that I could take it all in. “I love you, Daddy, for ever and ever,” I whispered.

“I love you too, honey. Now suck my cock with your pussy!” and she began to pound me hard, throwing my legs over her shoulders. She filled me all the way up, I could barely take her in, but it felt so fucking good. My back arched and I was just getting into the rhythm when she pulled out suddenly.

“No, Daddy, I need more!” I squealed in shock, but she was pulling me up by my wrists til I was standing in front of her. She pulled me over to the wingback chair, and pushed me over gently. I grabbed the arms of the chair to keep from falling into it. She held my hips and slid into my pussy,,hard. I gasped and grasped the chair arms. My Daddy fucked me so hard, so fast, so rhythmically, and I gasped, “Baby, you’re gonna make me cum on your cock!”

“You better,” she said, giving it to me hard and fast. My orgasm started deep deep in me and rose hard through my body. I screamed as it shook through me.

Daddy is merciless when it comes to making me cum for her. She slowly pulled that beautiful cock out of me and put her fingers in my pussy, rubbing that hot little clitty. Around and around, her perfect fingers found the spot again and again. I came almost instantly on her hand, my knees so shaky I ended up in the chair.

“You’re not done yet, are you princess?” said Daddy. “I wanna make sure you get what you need, baby.” and with that she disappeared into the bedroom. I stood up, a little woozy, and followed her in.

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“Fuck it, baby,” growled Daddy, “Ride me hard.” I leaned forward, letting Daddy’s cock slide almost all the way out of me, just her big round head inside. I slowly, slowly pushed back down. “That looks GOOD, princess, fuck that big cock.” I started riding her hard, little beads of perspiration rising up on my forehead. “Fuck it, baby, fuck it,” she ordered, and I obeyed, slamming down again and again, feeling my clit hit against her pussy while I took that monster cock over and over. I had a crashing orgasm, my pussy sucking Daddy so hard, screaming into the night. It took me so over the top that I let myself fall over, right onto Daddy’s legs, letting her cock pop out of me. Daddy laughed as I gasped for air. “You did good, princess,” she said.

“Now it’s your turn Daddy,” I gasped, flipping around. “I wanna touch it.” Daddy pulled off the strap-on and her boxers, snuggling down into the soft bed. My fingers found her mound with the perfect little strip of hair leading to her clitty. I cooed with pleasure to feel her slickness. “Ooh, Daddy, you are soooo big and hard!” My fingers in her pussy felt like heaven. I slid them gently through her pussy, melting with the feel of her. “Oh you feel soooo good!” I exclaimed, “You are soooo long and hard!”

“Stroke it, baby. I’m so hard from fucking you good,” she said, spreading her legs wider. I started rubbing harder.

“I want you Daddy. I want you to fuck me,: I whispered.

“How much?” she demanded.

“Ooooh, SO much, Daddy! I want it BAD. I want it, Daddy, give it to me!” I pleaded.

“Make me cum inside you.” said Daddy.

“Oh, I will, I will!” I promised, my fingers circling Daddy’s clit. “Cum inside me, Daddy! Fill my pussy with cum! Or fuck my ass – it will be so tight around your cock,” and Daddy began a low moan and pressed harder into my hand. Her cum was as long and as hard as her cock, her moans turning into a long yell.

“I love you, Daddy, forever,” I whispered.

“I love you too, princess,” she sighed. She curled up and pushed against me and I held her as she fell asleep. We had hit the jackpot.

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