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It was the middle of the night when I awoke to the buzz of my phone. I was tired, only for a second, before I realized who it might be. Sure enough, a text from Brad read

“Wake up. Lets play ;)”

A smile crept across my face. My nipples hardened. It was days since my last text from my mysterious master. I tore off my bed sheets, revealing my naked body underneath. I slowly caressed my hand down my body, running the length of my slit. Not yet wet, but that would soon change. I responded back saying I’m awake and awaiting his command. Not long after a text came back,

“Put in a butt plug, wear sweats and a hoodie and grab a big dildo. Go outside and we’ll go from there.”

Eager to please him, and my pussy, I found my gemstone plug, lubed it up then stuck it up my ass. My tight little hole quickly enveloped the head of the plug, then I slid it in until the base was against me. I snapped a quick pick and sent it to Brad, the lube glistening around my now full hole. I put on some baggy sweats and a large school hoodie, tucked my 8 inch dildo inside of it and headed for the door. On my way down I received another text,

“Nice plug. Diamonds really are a girls best friend 😉 Make your way to a sports field or open park then let me know when you’re there.”

My dorm wasn’t too far from the practice field used for soccer so I headed there. It was 1am on a Sunday night, so the only person I saw on the way was a guy smoking outside his dorm. My tits secretly jiggled around under my hoodie as I passed him and sped walked to the field. Once there I responded with a picture of the field. It was quite dark, the only light coming from dorms that were blocks away, and a path light off in the distance. You could still see the outline of the posts and the lines on the field though. Another text buzzed my pocket. It read

“Good choice. Now strip completely naked, leave your clothes on the sideline, take your phone and dildo to the center of the field and don’t leave until you cum.”

A moment of panic set over me. Naked! In such a public place!? The thought scared me, but also turned me on. Not wanting to back down, I gave a quick glance around, and after seeing no one, I ripped down my sweat pants and tore off my sweater, leaving them on the ground as I jogged to the middle of the field. I had a dildo in one hand, phone in the other; my breasts were now bouncing with each step, exposed to the warm breeze of the night, and with each step I took, the plug reminded me of how stuffed my ass was. I was completely naked in the middle of a sports field; now I was turned on.

I lay directly in the center of the field, the plug pushing deeper into my ass as I lay down. I start slow, by caressing my nipples with my fingers, feeling my puffed out areolas, and looking down to see my round breasts, with soft pink nipples protruding proudly out. I stick the dildo between my breasts and sent a picture of it to Brad. I then took the dildo and slowly rubbed it up and down my waiting pussy. I pressed it hard against my clit, then used the tip of the cock to rub it. It wasn’t long before my pussy was dripping with excitement, so I slid the tip of the cock up against my now damp slit. I kept slowly rubbing my clit as I slid the head of the dildo inside me. My pussy slowly opened to welcome the cock, as I slid more of it inside me until the cock was balls deep in me. The feeling of the cock slightly stretching my pussy, mixed with the plug in my tight little ass, and being fully naked and exposed really got me turned on now.

I turned the flash of my camera on and sent a photo of my filled holes and sent it away to Brad. I then took the dildo and started sliding it in and out of my now stretched vagina. It went in and out so effortlessly, as I could feel my juices leaking out of me and running down my ass and leg. I could feel my clit throbbing with excitement, so I started rubbing it faster, while speeding up the pace of the dildo. I knew I wouldn’t last long, so started really fucking myself hard with the dildo; slamming it balls deep into my pussy, filling it fully, before pulling it out just to push it right back in again. My fingers were going wild on my clit, as a tingling sensation started building. My hips started bucking, moving the plug around in my asshole, the dildo quickly sliding in and out of me, I couldn’t hold back anymore, and with a moan and one last deep shove of the dildo, my back arched, my body shook, and I came, as my juices exited past the dildo, past the plug in my ass and dripped onto the field. canlı bahis şirketleri

The grass felt so soft against my naked body, I just Iaid there as my body recovered from my orgasm. I turned the flash on and took one last photo of my filled holes, gleaming with my still hot mess. I sat up in the darkness and instantly saw it. A cock. As in a guy was hiding way down the path by the light and was jerking off to the show I just put on for him! As I just lit up my filled holes with my camera flash for him! No wonder he was rock hard. Mortified, I tried to cover myself as I ran across the field to my clothes. By the time I got there I could see my secret admirer had already ran away. I quickly put my clothes on, put my hood up, and sped walked back to my dorm. As I walked down the path, I found where my cloaked cock-rubber was standing, as a spurt of cum glistened against the pavement. At least he enjoyed himself, I thought, hoping he didn’t see who I was. I hurried up to my dorm, tits still bouncing everywhere, hot mess still between my legs, and butt plug still up my ass. If I wasn’t so nervous I probably would have tried to cum again. That’s when I realized, in my haste of leaving I forgot my dildo, back in the middle of the field! There was no way I was going back for it and risking my identity. I later found out there was a popular rumor that two girls banged each other on the field to get into a sorority. Little did they know that was my dildo, covered in my juices, from fucking myself, for some guy I didn’t know that would randomly text me to be his sex slave. Glad that rumor never got spread.

Brad responded to my last photo with a photo of his own hot mess dripping down his still hard cock and past his now empty balls. I quickly explained my situation to him, and how I was seen and that I hoped he enjoyed himself as I was humiliated.

“HAHA OMG, that’s too bad, I bet you’ll get wet thinking about that later though. I’m lucky you’re such an obedient little slut, get some sleep, you’ll need it for what I have planned next” he said.

I went to sleep that night still slightly shocked at what happened, and still covered in my hot mess as leaving my room was not an option for a while..

A few days go by without any texts from Brad. I pass the time by playing with myself, using my various vibrators and dildos, but nothing compares to the thrill of being told what to do, and not knowing what might happen next. It was Friday morning when I finally got a text from him,

“Keep your night open. I’ll text you more details later.”

Right after that I received a picture a dick. Except it wasn’t Brads dick that I was used to, it was shorter and wider, maybe 6 inches in length. The picture showed a large ball sack and this person was completely clean shaven. Overall, a pretty good looking dick. A little confused as to why I just received a random dick pic from my master, I brushed it off and assumed he’d explain later. I went about the rest of my day at school, but that mystery cock was always on my mind.

Finally at 7pm I get the text I was waiting for,

“I’m sure your wondering whose dick that was earlier. A good friend of mine goes to your uni, and I was talking with him telling him how obedient you are, and sent him some pictures that you’ve sent me of your tasks. Well, he got quite turned on by it so I leaked the details of your last task to him. That was him jerking off to you in the distance, and although he panicked when you caught him, he’s going to be part of this task tonight. You’re going to go to his dorm and let him fuck you. Be a good little slut and do whatever he says, as of tonight he is my slave too. Head to his dorm at 9pm and be ready for the next set of instructions.”

Wow, I thought. It’s been a while since I’ve been fucked by something other than my toys..I wouldn’t mind a real dick inside of me. But a complete stranger, that’d be different. I trusted my master though, and was nervously excited for what lie ahead. I hopped in the shower, shaved my pussy bare, then got dressed and waited for the minutes to go by. At 9pm sharp I got the address of where to go, then headed there right away.

“I’ve instructed my friend to be in the washroom for the next 15 minutes while you get ready. Make your y up to the dorm, take your clothes off and wear the blindfold on the bed. Then get on your hands and knees on the bed and wait for his cock. Don’t speak unless spoken to. Have fun my little cum dumpster.” Brad directed.

My stomach was turning but my pussy was canlı kaçak iddaa throbbing. I guess I had to trust my body on this one. I headed up the stairs to find the dorm room. It was a mixed dorm, so every floor was gender based. It was a Friday night though, so everyone was everywhere, making it easy for me to find the room without raising suspicion. I found the room and entered it. It was a pretty basic dorm; desk, closet, single bed. It was dark apart from a few candles burning, I guess to set the mood.. I saw a pack of condoms and lube on the bedside table, so that was a relief. I saw the blindfold on the pillow, so not wasting any more time I stripped my clothes off, put the blindfold on, then got on all fours waiting for my mystery dick. What a lucky guy, I thought. Walks into the room to see my ass in the air, bare pussy sticking out at him. He’s in for a pretty fun night. My thoughts are cut off by the sound of the door opening.

I hear someone enter, then shut the door. The mystery man says to me,

“I have a specific set of instructions to follow for tonight. I’m told you’re quite obedient, so do as I say and you won’t have to be punished.”

With that he smacks my ass, hard. It caught me by surprise, causing me to let out a tiny scream. The spot tingled where he smacked, but the rest of my groin was tingling as well. I was hooked on the mystery of it all.

“That was a warning. Everything from now on is what Brad wants done to you. So it’s best you obey.”

I feel him get onto the bed behind me, my ass still proudly in the air. Without warning, he buries his face into my ass. He starts licking my asshole, circling it with his tongue, before making his way to my smooth slit, lightly poking his tongue between my folds, before making his way up to my clit, where again he encircles it, making it throb for more. I could feel my juices start to leak out of me and drip down my leg. I was horny and ready for more. He goes back to my ass, licking it then spitting on it, before he inserts a finger inside me. My tight little asshole opens up to it, as he slides it in up to his knuckle. He then inserts a finger into my pussy. I was so wet it effortlessly slid in, so he added another finger, slightly stretching out my little slit. He slowly worked both my holes, alternating sliding his fingers in and out of my wet mess. I couldn’t help but let out a little moan as he fingerbanged my holes. He sped up his pace on my pussy, but kept the pace on my asshole slow but aggressive. He would slam his finger in hard, his hand digging into my ass, before slowly withdrawing it from its lubed up vice. His fingers felt so good sliding in and out of me, but I was relieved when he took them out and I heard him fumble around with the condom wrapper. I wanted to be filled by his cock badly. Still being blindfolded, I had to picture what his cock looked like from the photos that morning. As the head of his cock pressed against my now spread open folds, I thought how crazy it was that I was blindfolded and letting a random guy fuck me. The thought soon turned from crazy to turning me on, and wanting him more.

He inserted his cock slowly, stretching out my tight little pussy. He filled me up so good, it wasn’t long before he was balls deep in my pussy. He slowly started fucking me; I felt his shaft slide slowly away, almost pulling out of me, before slamming his cock back deep inside of me. The sound of my sloppy wet pussy mixed with his balls slapping against me really got me going. Wanting more, I spread my legs apart, which spread my ass cheeks apart, exposing my puckered little hole to him. He got what I was doing and stuck his finger back up my ass. It felt so good to be completely full with his dick. He picked up the pace, quickly sliding in and out of me, while keeping his finger buried deep in my ass. He was really fucking me hard now, pumping in and out of my tight little pussy, my tits jiggled with every thrust. Having his finger wiggle around so deep inside of me while he was slamming my slit was getting to be too much for me to handle. He grabbed my ass tightly with his other hand and kept his pace up. I couldn’t take it much longer, his cock sliding in and out of me so hard, filling my pussy fully, he kept pumping as my body tensed, then my pussy erupted with my juices all over his cock, squirting everywhere as he kept fucking me. The sensation kept going and with a final hard thrust, he removed his cock just as my pussy squirted for the second time, sending my juices all over the bed below. My pussy throbbed canlı kaçak bahis and my body buckled at the sensation it just had.

I hear the mystery man get off the bed, where he instructed me to get off the bed too, leading me over to the desk against the wall. He laid me down on it, as it was just wide enough for a person. He brought me over to the edge, so my ass was dangling off then instructed me to keep my knees at my chest. This caused my pussy and ass to be completely open and exposed to whatever I had coming next. He didn’t hesitate and dove face first into my soaking wet snatch. He licked up every inch of my wet mess, including my asshole, before making his way up to my again throbbing clit. He stuck his thumb in my ass and licked my clit at the same time. I was so horny being so exposed to him like I was it didn’t take long to have me cumming again. As his tongue circled my clit, my body jolted as another orgasm hit me hard. I moaned as I felt my pussy spray more of my juices onto the face of my unknown pussy eater. I lay there, my boobs rising as falling as my breath slowly returns to normal.

“You weren’t supposed to cum on my face,” he said,

and with that slapped my ass hard. It tingled, but caught me off guard, making me turned on and wanting more from him. He wasted no time and filled my waiting pussy with his rock hard cock. Still numb from the last fucking I received, he slid right in and went to work. He went hard, slamming his cock as deep into me as he could, his balls bouncing off my ass as he thrusted into me. My pussy has now stretched to accommodate his size, and he starts pumping into me harder. The whole desk is shaking, my tits are bouncing everywhere. I feel his cock harden further, meaning he’s close to cumming. I let him keep pumping his cock into my pussy, and as he slowed down, I feel him pull out of me, pause for a moment, then he slid his cock into my asshole. Luckily it was lubed up from all my leaking juices. He slid his cock balls deep into my ass and with a few short and quick thrusts, his cock pulsed as he blew his load into my asshole. I could feel string after string of his hot mess launch deep inside of me. He paused for a second, as his cock swelled down slightly before removing it from me. I soon realized that I could feel his load inside me because he took the condom off to cum in my ass. I really was his cum dumpster.

“Quickly gather your clothes then leave once I step out of the room. Go straight home and text Brad on the way. Thanks for the fun night,” he said to me.

I heard him scuttle around then the door click shut. I lay there for a brief moment to soak it all in. I’m on my back, knees to my chest, as my red, swollen, and dripping wet pussy is on display, my asshole is still sightly stretched from his cock, his cum is still deep inside me, and I’m still blindfolded on a desk. I loved it. I took the blindfold off, quickly dressed, then left the room, keeping my head down as I left the building. I texted Brad on my way back, saying,

“That was a fun time. Thanks for setting that up.”

I rushed back to my dorm before he could respond. As soon as I got in the door I took my clothes off. Someones cum was now slowly leaking out of my asshole and dribbling down my leg. I lie on the floor, covered in both mine and his mess when I get a text back from Brad,

“I heard you came multiple times. Must have been for you. If you don’t believe me look at the pics I got.”

With that, picture after picture was sent to my phone. I opened them up and had to stare for a second before I realized they were of me. My anonymous partner was taking pictures and sending them to Brad. The first was me with me bare white ass sticking in the air, bare pussy protruding out underneath. It was a turn on to see these pictures of myself. My hand slowly slid down to find my mess of a crotch. I couldn’t help but rub my still swollen clit. There were pictures of his cock pressed against my freshly shaven slit, photos of his cock deep inside me, finger deep in my asshole. There was a photo of my own juices spraying out of my pussy onto the bed below. Ones of my exposed and gaping pussy and asshole when I’m on the desk. Photos of his cock inside of me again, from all angles. Photos of his cock inside my ass, then it ended with one of my enlarged asshole after he pulled out, a string of cum following it. Before I knew it I was furiously rubbing my clit, the photos of myself being fucked turned me on beyond belief. Mixed with my still leaking asshole, it was no time before all the muscles in my body tightened and another orgasm hit me. My legs writhed as the sensation washed over me. I lay there with my swollen pussy and cum filled asshole, as a smile crossed my face. What a fun night, I thought, I wonder whats in store for me next?

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This was one of my first ever attempts at story writing, based pretty much on a true story; it starts off a bit slow, but bear with it! (All names have been changed, to protect the guilty!)

I was gutted. My girlfriend of over three months standing had just dumped me for the SECOND time in as many days… this time for good, she said. After numerous attempts at phoning her, going to her house and everywhere else I could think of, she still wouldn’t give me a chance to ask why. I eventually went home, but my roommate was staying at his girlfriend’s tonight… and after ten minutes, I realised if I stayed in the house by myself, I’d just get rolling drunk and do something REALLY stupid. Thinking clearly for a second, I realised you and John were the only friends I had likely to still be up and awake at 11:30 at night, so I decided to walk the ten minutes round to your house.

Luckily, you were both in… and awake! Being 4 days before Christmas, you’d been wrapping presents for all your family, and were now having a well-deserved glass of wine. You took one look at me, standing wet and miserable on the front step, and virtually dragged me inside to the warmth of your living room, the open fire burning away merrily in the grate.

Pouring me a glass of wine, you listened while I told you what had happened. You knew Shirley too, and wasted no time phoning her, to find out what had happened. I watched your face as you listened, seeing your eyes darken in anger, finally hearing you snap “you BITCH” right before you slammed the phone down.

“Well, it seems she’s found just what she always wanted… someone with lots of money and a big dick” you told me, then immediately cried,

“Sorry… You didn’t need to hear THAT!”

You explained she had met up with an old flame who had come into a large sum of money, and decided she wanted material things rather than what I had thought was a close, loving and sex-filled relationship. John, your husband, poured me a large Vodka, and we sat for a while talking about what had happened.

What was to happen next though, came totally out of the blue. You decided the whole topic was getting TOO depressing, so got up and put a lively CD on the Hi-fi. As the music started to cut through my mental fog, you pulled John to his feet and began a slow dance around the room. Looking down at me, you each grabbed one of my hands, and pulled me up into a three-way hug in the middle of the floor, swaying gently to the strains of the soft music. After a while of this, the CD came to an end…pulling yourself away, you put a selection of discs in the changer and set it to random play.

“Now we won’t need to stop again for a LONG time” you giggled.

I had to go to the toilet at that point and, when I returned, you and John were slow-dancing, stroking each other’s bodies with your hands and lips. I sat down and watched, and was surprised to find a slight stirring in my pants at the sight of you two caressing each other so blatantly in front of me.

As the music became more and more sensual, so did your movements; soon, Johns hands were sliding under your T-shirt, gently stroking and squeezing your unfettered breasts; at the same time, your hands slid behind you to cup his growing bulge, revelling in the feel of his hardness.

By now my mouth had gone dry. I was mesmerised by the sight in front of me. I turned to reach for my drink, and as I did so I saw your eyes fly open; you had been so far into the moment, you’d forgotten I was there!

For a split second you looked embarrassed, and John seemed totally shocked ~ quickly though, the sheer eroticism of the situation took over you both. John gradually eased your T-shirt up your body, first exposing your pierced bellybutton then continuing upwards, so slowly, until both your gorgeous, stiff-nippled breasts were completely bare and open to my view. I was so smitten by the sight, it took a few seconds to realise you were both watching my reaction; a look of agreement seemed to pass between you, and John removed your shirt totally, leaving you naked from the waist up, your long blonde hair released from its clips and reaching almost to the back pocket of your jeans.

Then, you spoke, for the first time in over half an hour,

“You dancin’ then?” you asked.

Slowly I stood up, almost as if I was in a trance. Moving towards you, I took you into my arms and hugged you tight, feeling the points of your nipples through my shirt as I buried my face in your neck. I had dreamed of this ever since I’d known you, the memories of our constant flirting now güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri returning full-force and causing my erection to grow even harder.

Pushing my head back, your lips locked on mine, sucking my tongue deep into your mouth. I vaguely felt you pulling my shirt out of my jeans, moaned as your lips parted from mine for a brief moment as you pulled the shirt over my head. Now I could feel your naked flesh against mine, I almost felt like coming in my jeans right there, but with a pure effort of will, I refrained.

After what seemed like an age of oral jousting, I felt John’s hands stroking the side of your breasts. Reluctantly breaking our kiss, I eased back from your body, drinking in the beauty of your form. Even as I watched, John’s hands went to the button of your jeans and popped it open. As I watched, open-mouthed, he pulled down the zipper, and eased your jeans down your legs, allowing you to step gracefully out of them.

Clad now only in a sheer lace thong, you proceeded to replicate John’s actions on ME! I stood transfixed, as you eased the denim over the swelling of my rampant manhood, then tottered slightly as I lifted one foot, then the other, from the confines of my jeans. I immediately realised that not only had you removed my jeans, but you had pulled off my underwear too, so now I was totally naked in front of you, with only a flimsy piece of material between me and where I now longed to be. I was vaguely aware of John leaving us alone in the room and, suddenly shy, I just stood gaping at you, not sure what to do next! You solved that problem by placing my hands on your breasts, then tugging me gently by my cock, pulled me close to kiss me again.

As our tongues met, I came back to my senses and began gently caressing your breasts, stroking and nipping at your nipples until they were like small, red pebbles against my palms. At the same time, you slowly rubbed the head of my cock against the sheer lace of your thong, causing my pre-cum to soak the thin material.

Breaking from our deep kiss, I slid my hands down your smooth flanks and down the length of your thighs, hooking my thumbs in the string of the thong and drawing it down your long, lightly muscled legs, allowing you to step out and stand completely naked before me.

Kneeling in front of you as I now did, your already drenched pussy was at my eye level. I drank in the sight of the wispy blonde bush and the smell of your arousal until I could stand it no longer and plunged my tongue deep into the plump pink folds of your sex, grabbing hold of your deliciously firm nether-cheeks as I did so, burying my face between the junction of your thighs.

I heard you moan loudly as I ran my tongue up and down the length of your soaking pussy, every so often flicking the tip over your clit. My hands continued squeezing and fondling your bottom, my fingers bumping together at the bottom of your butt-cleft. With a sudden feeling of no longer being alone, I opened my eyes and looked up; behind you, also naked now, was John, one hand playing with your still rock-hard nipples as the other roamed up & down your stomach, all the while kissing you deeply as we two men pleasured your entire body.

I felt you wrench away from John’s mouth as your breathing quickened and your moans became louder and longer, then John and I were both supporting you as your legs gave way in the throes of your first orgasm. A few minutes later you had regained your composure enough to say,

“Wow! WOW!! That was incredible, feeling BOTH of you at the same time!”

Staggering slightly, you took us each by a hand and led us over to the couch, where you gracefully sank into the soft cushions. Stretching your slim, blonde form like a newly awakened cat, you reached out again for our rampant cocks, and grasping them firmly in either hand, guided us gently to our knees, one of us on each side of your supine body. Stroking our throbbing members slowly, you closed your eyes and smiled as you purred gently,

“Do what you want with me… please!”

I looked over at your husband, and saw a mutual understanding in his eyes. As I lowered my eager mouth to your breasts, I saw John slide to the floor and place his lips where mine had been only moments before. I sucked on your nipple, then took all of your B-cup breast into my mouth, flicking the hardened nipple with my tongue.

From the corner of my eye I could see John’s face buried between your wide open thighs as he nibbled and sucked on your clitoris, now engorged to nearly half an inch of pure, throbbing güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri pleasure. Once again you approached your orgasm, and I leant back to watch as John’s probing tongue brought you over the edge, your breasts heaving and blushing pink as your climax ripped through you.

Panting now, you slid to the floor, motioning John to take your place on the sofa. Moving in between his open thighs, you took the head of his manhood into your mouth, flicking the rim with your fluttering pink tongue, then ran your lips down to the very base of his prick. Mesmerised by how easy you managed to take all of him down your throat, I didn’t move; slipping John’s hardness from your mouth briefly, you turned to me with your lips glistening from his pre-cum and murmured,

“Fill me up, babe.. I NEED it!”

I continued to stare as you swallowed him with barely a second of hesitation then, as your head began to move up & down on his hard cock, I knelt behind you a slid my full 7 inches deep into your scalding centre. Gripping your hips firmly, I began sliding slowly yet deeply in and out of your pussy, feeling your tight muscles squeezing my hardness with every thrust of my body.

I heard John groan, as he begged you to fondle his balls… and your groans of pleasure as I increased the length and force of my strokes. After about ten minutes of this, John gasped that he was about to come; I was hammering myself into you like a piston now, but I wanted us all to come together, if I could possibly manage it. Thinking this, I reached a hand round you and unerringly my fingers found your clit. I started to stroke it, hard, timing it to match my thrusting hips, and your rapidly moving head as you milked John’s cock with your willing lips.

Suddenly I heard him shout out with the force of his ejaculation into your mouth. Simultaneously I felt your pussy clamp my cock really tight as you came and, as I gave one last push against the pressure of your hot wetness, I too started to come. Our mutual orgasms seemed to go on and on, only starting to subside after I felt like I had been spurting semen in you for hours. In reality I knew it was only a matter of seconds, but for you the effects carried on for minutes, your head now pressed against Johns stomach, your arms cramping around his waist as you continued pushing against my cock, milking me of every last drop of my cum. Eventually the quivering inside you stopped and you relaxed your muscles enough to let me fall backwards onto the floor, gasping as you too fell back and into my arms.

We sat like that for a long time, my arms around you, covering your face, neck, shoulders, anywhere I could reach, with delicate, barely felt kisses. Soon enough, I felt the tingling in my groin that heralded the beginnings of another erection. I was amazed, as I had never got hard again this quick since I was about seventeen and perpetually horny.

Opening my eyes, I saw that your husband was gazing at you with a mix of love and lust in his eyes; he too was starting to get hard again, I noticed. Rousing yourself from the afterglow of our loving, you turned your body so you could once again grasp our hardening cocks in your hands, and slowly slide your hands up & down our slick lengths. In no time at all it seemed, we were both fully hard, and I was able to compare my penis with Johns for the first time.

His looked a little longer than mine, though mine was definitely thicker; but really there was not much difference. Laughing to myself at the folly of such comparisons, I leant over and kissed you, telling you what a special lady you were to me. You thanked me, saying I was very special to you, too… why else did I think we had done what we had?

Smiling as you answered, you stood up and turned away from me, then, placing your knees either side of Johns thighs, you guided his now fully erect penis into your pussy. Arching your back, you looked shyly over your shoulder deep into my eyes and said,

“I’ve never had someone fuck my arse before; I know you and, SHE, did it, so would you … do it to me”

As your low voice died away, I thought I must have died and gone to heaven! First, I make love to you while you suck off your husband, now you wanted ME to be the first to fuck your arse! I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“Sarah, I’ve never…are you sure you wouldn’t rather John…”

“No”, you replied quickly, “John knows I’ve wanted you for ages now, and I have! Now I want it ALL, and we both agree we want you to be first to go ‘there’!”

Having delivered your güvenilir bahis şirketleri verdict, you turned back to John and pulled his head to your stiff nipples, so he could suck on them as I had done earlier. Starting to grind your hips slowly in a circular motion, you reached down to your buttocks with both hands and pulled them apart, allowing me to see for the first time your puckered pink rosebud. I reached out and tentatively slid the end of my finger down from the very top of your cleft until it reached the crinkled folds of your anus, pushing gently against the resistance of your virgin hole. As I did so, you ground down hard on John’s erection and came yet again… a long, deep orgasm that caused you to tighten your rosebud around the probing invasion of my finger.

Lifting up from John’s hard-on, you arched your bottom towards me, sliding down to take him in your mouth again, giving me access to both your virgin arse and your now puffy and soaked pussy lips. I put my face to your pussy and started licking, long broad strokes of my tongue covering the length of your slit and up, over the inch of tender flesh to your virgin butt, licking over the musky hole over and over again, until it was soaked with a sweet mixture of your juices and mine.

Holding your cheeks firmly in my hands, I opened your entrance as wide as I could, and started to probe it with my tongue. I felt you shudder in pleasure, as you pushed back against me, causing my tongue to enter your muskiness even further.

I could hear you groaning in ecstasy, muffled by John’s cock which you were still sucking and licking with abandon, as I knelt up behind you and placed the head of my swollen prick against your anus and slowly began to ease myself into you, my cock covered in your pussy juices and, mixed with the copious mounts of pre-cum leaking from my slit, making my entrance a slickly simple affair.

As the tip of my cock penetrated you, I felt you stop sucking the cock in your mouth… after a few seconds you started to move your head again and, taking the hint, I filled your anus with my full length, feeling my balls squashing against your now gushing pussy. We stayed in that position for a moment, each of us savouring the feelings we were causing in the other. Then I withdrew my cock from you ’til only the head remained inside then pushed in again, slightly more forcefully this time.

As I found my rhythm, I felt the muscles of your rectum loosen slightly, but it remained the tightest hole I had ever felt. I realised you had stopped sucking on John, and were pushing back hard against me, getting me as deep into you as possible; I felt, rather than saw, John place a cushion on the floor beneath you, and slide from the couch until he was sitting on the cushion directly below us. Guiding his cock to the entrance of your pussy, you slowly impaled yourself on him, while I remained buried in your bottom.

As his prick filled you up, I could feel it through the thin wall of flesh between your pussy and arse; it felt weird, but yet strangely sensual at the same time! Gradually we built into an alternating pattern of penetration… John and I virtually stayed still as you pounded your hips up and down, first taking him deep into your cunt, then raising your arse so my cock filled it completely.

You were in a state of almost constant orgasm by now, and I could sense John was getting close to coming as he was thrusting into you with harder and shorter strokes. I was on the verge of coming too, and I whispered to you both how close I was… whispering was about all I could manage by now! Even as I spoke, I felt John give one final lunge and heard a loud grunt as he started to come; at that I gave two last, deep strokes, and exploded in your bowels, feeling another cock pulsating almost in time with my own as we filled both your holes with hot, creamy spunk. As we came, so did you, screaming our names at the pleasure you were experiencing. We could both feel your muscles contracting painfully on our engorged members, extracting every drop of our juices, until eventually your orgasm subsided to only small tremors and, at last, perfect stillness.

When we were all completely finished, I eased out of your now slackened butt, watching as your beautiful rosebud slowly closed up, my sperm oozing out to trickle down towards your thighs. I helped you lift yourself off Johns now limp dick, more spunk dripping from your swollen, inflamed pussy lips and mixing with mine as it covered the inside of your thighs. I eased us both down to lie on the thick pile of the carpet, you once again with a man on either side of you, cuddling in close. As we all lay spent on the floor, sharing the cushion for a pillow, you kissed us both lightly on the lips.

“Thank you both, for giving me such a wonderful time,” you said, “Maybe we can do it again sometime!”

And we did… but that’s another story!

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I entered the dimly lit shop and walked around timidly, trying to act as though I belonged. Posters covered the walls, strange contraptions littered the shelves, and patrons wandered around looking at the intimidating products. I had never seen such things before in my life. Leashes and cuffs, leather and straps, dominatrix gear and anal plugs. What was an anal plug, anyhow?

My girlfriends had given me a gift certificate to Ms. Kitty’s Sex Shop for my birthday. I laughed along with them until I realized it wasn’t a gag gift. I was 35 now, they reminded me. My sexual peak, they said. They had each been to Ms. Kitty’s and had each purchased a dildo or nipple clamps, some sort of apparatus with which they could satisfy their growing sexual cravings. It was my turn, they said, and they assured me I wouldn’t be sorry.

I wasn’t so sure.

“Can I help you?” A pretty young girl of no more than 18, with pink hair and several facial piercings asked.

I jumped when she spoke. I didn’t think anyone would *talk* to me.

“First time,” she said. “Follow me.”

She led me to the front corner of the store. “Looking for a toy? A dildo? Vibrator? That’s usually what your kind wants.”

I blushed crimson and nodded. My “kind”. I didn’t know if I should be offended or relieved. I was a “kind.”

“Thought so.” She began pointing to a large and embarassing array of plastic penises. “This one rotates. This one vibrates. This one rotates and vibrates.” She turned toward me. “Do you want an African American model or a white guy’s dick?”

I mumbled something unintelligent and she smiled. “Inflates, rotates, variable speed, one speed. Six inch. Eight inch. Ten inch.” She continued to rattle off my choices.

I gasped. Ten inches. Was she kidding?

She grabbed a pink one from the shelf, put her hand on my shoulder and said, “Come here.”

Not knowing what to do, yet feeling some sort of trust in my new comrade, I followed her behind the counter, past a girl in a leather bustier and red studded collar who was manning the cash register, and into a room lit by a red light bulb. There were at least five separate rooms with a purple velvet curtain on a bar at its entrance offering a modicum of privacy inside. My new friend went into one and beckoned me with her finger.

There was no way I was going in illegal bahis there. I had no idea who she was or what she intended to do in there, but I wasn’t going in.

Never the less, my feet moved as if disconnected from my body and carried me into the small space until I stood next to her. She pulled the curtain closed.

I looked around, trying to breath, to remain calm. The room was only a few feet wide and a few feet deep. There was a wooden bench attached to the far wall so that it resembled a dressing room. There were hooks bolted on both side walls of the room and “U” rings screwed into the floor, but other than that, just like a dressing room at the Gap.

I realized I’d need to find my voice soon so that I could tell her I wasn’t interested in girls and that I’d never done anything like this. I just wanted to get something, spend the gift certificate, and go home before I died of embarassment.

Before I could do that, I felt her hand on my shoulder again, then under my hair, then on the back of my neck.

“I’ve been curious about this one,” she pointed to the pink dildo she’d taken from the package, “but I just had my clit pierced and it’s too sore for this kind of work out.”

“Uh huh,” I managed. I felt dizzy.

“So,” she giggled excitedly, “I thought we could try it out on you. That way we’ll both know if it’s worth, ummm,” she flipped the box over. “$49.99”

I shifted and found, quite to my surprise, that my panties were a little wet. “I’m, ummm, I’m not a lesbian.” Finally. My voice.

She laughed. “I’m not either, silly. I just want to try it out. So neither one of us wastes our money.”

I nodded as if this made perfect sense.

“Get up on the bench. Stand on it.”

Again, as if I had no control over my body, I found myself grabbing onto the hooks for leverage and hoisting myself onto the bench. I turned to face her. My cunt was now almost directly in front of her face.

“Pull your panties down. All the way.” She fiddled with the dildo and put batteries from her pocket into it.

I was wearing a skirt; I’d come by Ms. Kitty’s on my way home from work. In fact, I’d stopped every day for the past two weeks. This was the first time I’d made it out of my car and into the store. Anyway, removing my panties would be easy.

I slid them down my thighs and illegal bahis siteleri shook my legs until they were around my ankles.

Oh my god, I’d just removed my underwear.

“Wanna be cuffed?” She asked.

The look on my face must have been incredibly funny because she doubled over in laughter.

“Kidding.” She snapped the dildo on, the low, growling sound startling us both, and I felt the wetness between my legs grow.

“Spread your legs,” she said.

She put her hand on my thigh and I shook involuntarily, goosebumps forming around her fingers.

“Relax,” she said softly. “I’ll be gentle.”

As she stood before me, playing with the many switches on the toy, I took a good look at it. It looked like a penis, a huge pink penis, but a penis just the same. It had nubs up and down the shaft. At the base there was what appeared to be a butterfly, it’s wings outstretched. I shivered again.

Her hand was so soft, so much more tender than my husband’s, as she massaged my thigh, slowly inching her hand toward my pussy. I spread my legs further apart and bit my bottom lip. She continued, gently rubbing my upper thighs, still holding the dildo in her other hand. Then, in an instant, her head disappeared under my skirt.

“Oh, god,” I moaned. She knew what a girl liked, that was for sure.

Her tongue licked my thigh in an upward motion until it reached my clit. She placed it on my pearl and lapped slowly and methodically, the ring in her tongue rubbing and teasing me, making me feel high. She worked me into a good sweat and then switched the dildo on. When it snapped to life, I grabbed the hooks in the walls with my hands and threw my head back.

She pushed my lips apart and inserted it slowly, each ridge bumping along my clit on the way in. It was on a lower speed, just enough to make its presence inside of me known, but not enough to make me cum. It was easily seven inches long and it took her close to three minutes to agonizingly enter me. Once inside, she increased the speed and began to pull it in and out.

Without warning she switched another button and I could feel the butterfly’s wings begin to move, gently fluttering against my clit in a steady, rhythmic motion.

“Oh, god,” I managed again.

“It’s good?” She asked.

“So good. So good. Fuck me. canlı bahis siteleri Please. Faster. Turn it on faster.”

She laughed and bit my thigh. “Patience.”

She slid the dildo in and out, each time it was withdrawn, the heavenly wings left my swollen clit and I moved my hips for more.

“Please. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Push it in harder. Faster.”

She turned both switches up another notch and my whole body began to move with it. She held it in place and pulled her head out from under my skirt. She stood on tiptoes and slid her hands under my shirt where she found my anxious tits, my nipples already hard, waiting for her touch. She withdrew her hand and licked her fingers and then went under again and circled them, round and round, before pinching my thick nipples between her thumb and forefinger.

“God damn it, mother fucker — make me cum!” I screamed.

She worked it all harder, more intensely, pinching and pulling. And then the dildo, the fluttering wings, her fingers, were all too much and an orgasm wracked my body, sending me into spasms.

She held it against my clit until cum dripped onto her fingers. I shivered and shaked with the force of it for several minutes. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. Then, when my shaking subsided, she slowly withdrew it.

I was panting and my knees knocked against one another as I stepped down off of the platform.

“So, is it worth the money? The $49.99?” She asked.

“Umm, humm.” I reached down to pull up my panties and the blood drained from my head, causing me to almost pass out.

She picked up the box, drew the curtain back and said, “Let’s go ring you up.” Then she bounced out to the front of the store leaving me and my cum stained panties to follow.

I took my gift certificate from my purse and paid. I felt like I should give her a tip.

I could feel the eyes of the girl in the leather bustier boring holes into me, but I couldn’t look at her. I was embarrassed and turned on and confused. Mostly I wanted to get home and check this thing out — it had untested speeds and I was ready to try them out. All of them. It would be a busy night.

“I work on Thursdays. And Fridays,” she said as she handed me my bag. “There’s a few other things I’ve been thinking of buying. If you want to stop by and help me audition them. There’s that vibrating butt plug. And those sheepskin cuffs…”

My knees buckled as her soft hand touched mine and I nodded. “Thursdays. And Fridays,” I repeated.

I pushed the door open to the bright sunlight and walked to my car.

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It was that dreaded time of day again, exercises. Her normal time for exercising was just before her man was due home for the evening. Oh, how she hated doing her daily workout but she was determined to get into better shape for herself as well as for her man.

In the exercise room, she put the leveler into the correct free weight level, before placing the weight straps on her wrist and ankles. The machine had adjustable double cable columns with S-hooks to attach the straps to. The continuous cable system allows her to change from one style of leg lifts to another with ease.

She used a pair of heavy dumb weights to hold on to during her workout to help counter balance the movement of her legs. She lay on her back with the weights attached to her ankles and started to count. Counting was always boring to her and periodically she would daydream about something to make the reps go faster.

Her mind started to wander about the different things she had to do, the creative story writing, cleaning, laundry, ironing, and preparing dinner. Usually exercising helped her creativity flow in developing her various stories. Today she slowly started to think about her man being in the room with her. What would he see watching her . . . wander or wonder?

He came home a little earlier than normal since his out of town business meeting that had ended a couple of hours earlier. He was thrilled to be getting home early for a change; perhaps, he could catch his lady in the shower, or doing something else totally naked. He would take her to bed and ravish her body, oh yes; he would enjoy her delicious breasts, and her sexual core.

After walking into the house, he stood still for a moment to hear any noise letting him know which room she was in. The sound of her exertions came from the exercise room, causing him to look at his watch to see that it was the hour she always did her workout. That would work, watching her scrumptious body exercising.

His lustful eyes saw his lovely wench exercising, which was very inviting with her legs going up, together then spread wide open and down. This made him gaze harder at her with the weights pulling her legs up in the air to show just the bottom of her cheeks. It was when her very sexy legs came down spread wide apart and then back together again to go up made him yearn to get closer to her.

As he sat down across from her without saying a word, he noticed the wetness that coated the outside of her exquisite lips. The aroma of her womanly musk came into his nasals as the heavenly scent of a wanton desire building inside of her. This was the final thread that sent his cock shifting uncomfortably inside his pants.

He got his two-inch thick, eight-inch long dildo and placed it securely on bahis firmaları a six foot pole. He wickedly smiled to himself watching her lying there on the floor totally naked resting for a moment. She was surprised when he hooked her wrist straps to a pair of one hundred fifty pound weights on each side of her body. He stood by her legs up in the air spread open as he pushed the dildo passed her engorged lips to the wet cavern of his personal pleasures. He watched her further surprised shock that over took her eyes from the hard violation of her body. The thrust was powerful enough to push pass her puffy lips which made her body jerk upwards with the weights on her legs pulling them even higher in the air.

“What is happening?” she cried out in a painful moan. She did not know why he was doing this to her but the idea inflamed her desires.

“That’s simple; I’m going to play with you, while you work out. Keep up your exercising,” he ordered as he developed a rhythm of thrusting with the pole. She started to moan in delightful pleasure as she got use to the tempo he would speed up his driving force but she had to maintain her own speed. As the velocity of the pace got more rapid her body started to twitch in time to the faster momentum and the moans became louder cries of mixed pleasure with a touch of pain. It got to a point she could no longer lower her legs from the convulsions of her own body betraying her need for a sexual release that was now in his control.

He now controlled her ability to have an orgasm, becoming the sole source of her pleasure. He kept preventing it by stopping his teasing and waited for her body to quiet down. As her spasms stopped, she started the up and down movement of her legs again. He heard her complaining from his stopping and begging for more. Plus, she started to beg him to let her have an orgasm.

Her moans became louder with her body wiggling and jerking from his thrusting until he allowed her to explode. She collapsed when she finally had cum and released all of her pent up sexual desires.

After a short rest period they both needed, he started the second round of playing as he had her do a scissor movement with her legs, with each leg taking its turn going up and down. This gave him the ability to twist the dildo inside of her causing her bottom to wiggle with her legs in the air. This continued change in rhythm and direction confused her. The confusion enveloped her mind and body making her break stride again and again. She was in a total state of sexual unreality with her moans change sounds and levels from one second to the next.

Through all of this, he would take short breathers, plus he had to take his pants off because his four star general was at full attention. Even his moans kaçak iddaa grow with her, plus he had to play with himself. He masturbated watching her body wiggling and moaning. When he permitted her to cum a second time, he also exploded all over himself.

Next, he had her on right side then her left, doing the lifts with one leg only. He left the dildo inside of her without playing this time. It was compulsory this time for her to keep the dildo inside of her dripping wet pussy as she did her lifts. It was a struggle to keep it in with each movement of her legs. He shifted his position for the best angle of amazement out of the wiggling to keep inside.

Once she was flat on her back again, she had one final massive orgasm. This convulsion caused her body tremble violently which totally wiped her out her final reserves.

Seeing her wilted body lying on the floor gave him major sexual cravings, along with an extreme hard on. His four star general wanted to take her on the floor were she laid. He decided not to release her; instead he stood over her limp figure panting with a major desire. He pulled her legs up touching his shoulder, in order to increase the weight to a point that she would not be able to pull her legs down again or get away from him.

There combined moans grew quieter as he got on his knees with his engorged rigid cock ready to have its own exercise period. He placed himself by her bottom, opening her legs wide enough for him to push his upper body through. He needed to brace him before he could push himself into her soaking entrance with ease with her hands and ankles restricted.

Her eyes open widely seeing him maneuvering into a position to take her for his personal pleasure. He started to take his own pleasure from her body by starting to plunge deeply into the body he totally controlled. It was only his needs and desires that were of concern to him. He had allowed her to have sexual release, now it was his turn.

Moans of delight grew again with each hard pounding she took. The only words to come out from her lips were ‘Take me harder . . . Use me with no mercy.’ He did just that, used her unmercifully, pounding and pounding until he could wait no longer and exploded his sack of seeds into awaiting body.

He collapsed on top of her for a few moments to catch his breath plus he was thrilled to have used her body, no, the body he owned in such a unique way. After regaining his strength, he shifted his body in order to release her ankles that fell to the floor in a thump. After removing the straps on her wrist he had to pick her up to carry her back to the bedroom before placing her on their bed.

Her body ached from the hard work out of all her muscles and her legs were too weak to support her kaçak bahis for the time being. He drooled over her totally relaxed body. Only her slow breathing betrayed the presence of life pulsing inside her. Now, to take her any way he saw fit, satisfying his lusty daydreams of sexual fantasies! Another time, he would fulfill another of his sexual fantasies with her appealing and enchanting body. But for now, he left the bedroom with her sound asleep.

He went back to the exercise room to prepare things for the next days exercise. Maybe the next time he would put a vibrating dildo to fill her rear entrance.

A short time later, she woke in the bed with a cold sweat, totally naked, and wondered why. She touched her pussy and had to suppress a whimper of pain that she felt from how tender she was. There was a strange and satisfying pleasurable of the soreness in her pussy. When she rolled over, her legs were hurting like nothing she ever felt before. Her man was lying next to her with a smile that she had never seen before. She asked herself, * did she fantasize the exercise session or did it happen for real? *

He saw the confusion in her eyes and started to laugh. * Did he do what she had only fantasies about before? Why is he laughing like that, so devilishly? * She wondered.

She need to get up, Mother Nature was calling. When she wiped herself dry, a shooting pain went through her body, which made her wench from the touch. She needed to relax for a few moments before she tried get up. Her legs were weak like nothing she had ever experienced before. * Why? * She considered as she walked shakily to the bath room. When she tried to get off the toilet her legs just did not want to help her up, she need to use the sink next to the toilet to help her up. Upon looking in the mirror, she saw a bruise on her shoulder that was not there before doing her exercises.

That is when she looked down at her body to see if there was anything else that would show. Her wrists had red marks, * is that from the pulling she did when he was pounding her with the dildo. * The same marks were on her ankles, * is that from when he had my feet hanging in midair? *

She shook her head, * No. None of this happened. I just over did the exercises this evening, * she thought to herself. She left the bath room to go to the closet in the bedroom to get a nice robe before going to make dinner. Seeing the reflection of the clock in the mirror, * Julian will be home soon. I was only dreaming he was in bed with me, * she aloud.

“No you weren’t my pet Juliet. I came home early from my meeting and we played in the exercise room,” Master Julian said turning her around to kiss her very passionately as a reward.

*************

This is the fifth in the Master Julian & Juliet series. Thanks for taking the time to read my story. Please leave your comment, vote or send me your comments about the story. I will answer those with return email address. Copyright (c) 2006

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2019

Upstate New York

Walking into the hotel I dressed in a red golf shirt and a pair of slacks. I pulled out my mobile device to review Marie’s message again.

‘Come to the hotel for 2100 hrs for a night of fun with some of my friends. Wear your Armani suit, don’t run to the hotel. M.’

I did run to the hotel and I had my least favourite Armani inside a knapsack on my back. There was no way I’d pass up an opportunity for a run!

I also wasn’t in the best of moods, time was running out on my contract in the area… I had yet to produce results. Although Marie had a reputation for throwing great parties, I however didn’t have time for group sex… I had work to do.

The hotel had an odd lay out, there was a mini lobby at the front, with the elevators in the middle, the rest of the lobby and the front desk way at the back. Although it had a pleasant odour and was very tidy, it all reminded me of an old run down hotel we briefly occupied in Afghanistan.

I had done a few tours there with the Dutch Army, it felt so long ago, but when small things reminded me of those days it left me feeling as if I were still there. I shook my head, such thoughts were best saved for my runs.

I hugged the wall as I passed the elevators, then slowed down as I scanned the next room. Old instincts were always hard to give up.

I spotted Marie at the front desk with a black man in a white short sleeve with a black tie and a tall white woman with long black hair and giant gold hoop earrings. My timing was perfect.

Marie was a petite busty woman in her forties, I befriended her and her husband years ago and stayed tight since then. They were Mormon and poly, always an interesting combination.

The short black man and the taller white woman moved off as if to sit down as I approached. I tried to see his face… with no success. His hair was styled in a small afro. He appeared short to me; but being half Dutch meant that in my blood I had the DNA of the tallest people on earth.

“Hello Marie…” I said coldly putting a hand on her arm.

“Hello dear.” She said with a smile, ignoring my foul mood. “Good to have you along.”

“So Marie.” Still feeling frustrated I asked. “If this is to be a group event, why didn’t you use one of your other regulars? What do you need me for?”

“Cause some damn fool accused you of being the best.” Came a deep voice from across the room.

The short black man approached me his face in the shadows. He had broad shoulders and thick arms. His skin was dark, much darker than my own, I’m a caramel brown, he was the colour of an expensive dark chocolate.

Exiting the shadows I saw his face! It was George! I had worked with him in Afghanistan at the same hotel this one reminded me of.

“George!” I cried out approaching him. “You son of a bitch!”

Our hands clasped in an overhaul grasp. We shot stern stares into each others eyes as we engaged in a mid air arm wrestle.

“What’s the matter…” He teased as he increased his grip. “The bank got you pushing too many pencils.”

His hand squeezed mine, I squeezed back even harder. George wasn’t the sort of man you showed weakness too.

“Huh,” I said acting uninterested. “Had enough?”

Marie rolled her eyes, she had seen this very behaviour many a time with her husband. The tall woman looked on in excitement. The clerk at the front desk served another customer.

George flexed more, he was enjoying watching me squirm. I could out run him, but in a battle of brawn I was underclassed.

“Hey Dutchman.” He teased as he was slowly winning. “Make it easy on yourself.”

I could see his veins popping on his arms and forehead, I knew mine must be visible as well. I was losing, but I didn’t want it to seem too easy in front of the ladies.

“Ok, ok, ok!” I said dropping his arm.

“You never did know when to quit did you!” George chuckled as he embraced me in his massive arms.

We stepped back to look at each other, he hadn’t changed since Afghanistan. Aside from the longer hair, he was the same muscular little man.

Like me George was of Afro-Caribbean roots, his folks fled Grenada during the communist take-over to raise him in the US. My mother was from one of the Dutch islands, and my father Holland.

“Damned good to see you, Dutchman!” George said snapping me back to reality.

“What is this tie business?” I said flicking his tie.

“Aw, come on man, forget about the tie.” He said leading me over to the ladies.

I shook hands with the tall woman, introducing myself. Her name was Violet French, she had high cheek bones, a friendly smile and blue eyes. Her eyelids were painted an interesting mix, there was a streak of pink with a streak of purple above it.

Nervous laughter erupted, died, then erupted again as we got into the elevator towards our floor. To a casual observer we must have appeared to be two mixed couples in the area for tourism, little would they know the mischief we had in mind.

The women chatted quickly canlı bahis and softly as the elevator rose, Marie told a story about a six blackman gangbang she had. Violet smiled then said something about only sleeping with blackmen. I looked at my hands wondering if I were dark enough.

George elbowed me to get my attention.

“This hotel reminds me of…” George said in a low tone as we walked towards our room.

“The one in the Stan…” I said finishing his sentence. “Yeah, eerie.”

“Too bad that Russian news crew wasn’t here!” He laughed entering the room.

Marie and Violet had several bags each, which they started unloading. I opened my mouth to mention the run-ins I had with that news crew over the years, but shut my jaw. It didn’t make any sense to me, so I doubt it would to him.

“I gotta smoke a J.” He said looking out the window.

I guffawed at this, I didn’t want that smell on me. In the Netherlands one could enjoy cannabis products with a nice coffee at a café, but it wasn’t a habit I ever picked up.

“Wanna come along?” He asked.

“Nah.” I replied.

“Bunch a slack-jawed so and so’s around here!” He boasted loudly holding up the small joint. “This stuff will make you a God damned sexual Tyrannosaurs Rex just like me!”

Marie did the sign of the cross frowning. Violet set down her bags to observe our banter.

“Yeah.” Violet piped up. “I could do a spliff too! Let’s go out back.”

With that they were gone, leaving Marie and I alone. She wore a button up jean shirt with a pair of shorts, her ash blonde hair was styled in a bob. I rubbed my arm, it hurt a great deal from George.

“How are you feeling?” She asked as we kissed.

“It’s been a long week.” I vented between smooches.

“Tonight you can relax.” She said holding me tightly. I tried not to squirm when she touched my forearm. “Let me take care of you.”

I laughed, all my fussiness was silly. I did need to relax. We moved over to the sofa to sit. The hotel room had two queen beds in a separate bedroom, a four chair dining table, a very small kitchenette; lastly was the living room we sat in. It had two comfy armchairs facing the sofa.

“We should start doing it now!” I suggested with a wink. “Give them a surprise upon their return!”

As if she were a superhero, Marie tore her shirt open to reveal a very bright red-plaid brassiere with her milk white tits heaving underneath. If I wasn’t hard before, I certainly was now.

Marie is an amazing woman, if I had pulled my dick out she would have started blowing me right away. My concern however wasn’t surprising her friends, it was cumming too soon. Marie had worked me up into a sexual frenzy!

I press my lips to hers repeatedly as I ran my finger tips across the top of her round exposed breasts. She sighed in deep pleasure.

“Knock knock!” Cried out George upon opening the door.

Violet was beside him and smiling broadly, her gold hoops glittering in the light. Marie stood to join her, redoing her buttons. The two ladies then commenced with unpacking all their bags. Condoms, sex lube, chips, along with cans of beer and water bottles. If we were under siege we could hold out for quite some time.

“Come along dear.” Marie said to Violet, they then picked up the last of the unpacked bags.

“Oh?” I asked.

“Just put that suit on, we’ll see you both shortly.” Marie said closing the door.

George looked at me and chuckled. “She got something planned.”

“She always does.” I said laughing with him.

We talked some about our careers while I changed in front of George, all the while trying not to use my right arm. After Afghanistan he got out and became a fireman in Marie’s town. She ‘seduced him’ as he said while they both sat on the bus.

“Hey you’re bleeding man.” George said pointing to my hand, I had cut myself on my hanger.

“I ain’t got time to bleed.” I exclaimed in my imitation of a gruff American voice.

“Oh… Okay.” George replied laughing anew.

I smiled turning my back on George… big mistake.

“You got time to duck?” He said loudly throwing a cushion at me.

Needless to say I wasn’t able to dodge the cushion. I did however have another good laugh.

Now redressed, I sat on the sofa opposite of George who was in the armchair. In the silence we could hear the girls laughing in the next room. They had something very good cooked up for us.

There was more to our silence. There were many things we saw and did overseas, neither of us wanted to ruin the night by speaking of them. Instead we enjoyed the quiet.

“Hey.” George said breaking our radio silence. “What ever happened to that blue necklace?”

Of all the things we experienced in the Stan, this was by far the most bizarre. Archeologist said it was one of a handful of relics to appear in the Talmud, the Bible, the Book of Mormon and the Koran. To us however, it we just called it the blue necklace.

I took a deep breath, that old piece of jewellery was rumoured bahis siteleri to have magic powers, but I never saw it. What I saw was that it was however a colossal nightmare… perhaps it was cursed? I knew some of what happened to the blue necklace after that fateful night.

“Hello!” Said Marie walking into the room with a small black duster, I closed my mouth thankful that I didn’t have to discuss the matter further.

She was dressed in a formal sleeveless black dress with a white maids apron, and doyley on her head. Behind her with a big sexy smile was Violet, she had a black dress with a pink apron and a pink doyley on her head. She also retained her large gold hoop earrings.

Both ladies wore black boots to their knees, which made Violet seem even taller!

The shortness of breath I felt for that silly necklace was replaced by short breaths due to sexual tension! I didn’t get a good look at Violet before when we first met.

Now that I could look her up and down, I could see she was busty lady with a dream catcher tattoo on her upper leg. Her skin colour could best be described as golden honey.

I then turned my attention to Marie who dusted me in the face.

“Don’t mind us, we are just tidying up the room.” She stated politely as she dusted around me.

Violet was dusting George’s crotch, all of us started to chuckle. Marie laughing left the room to return with a stack of towels, she was very much in character. I assumed that George and I were business execs passing through town.

“Do you need anything?” Marie hinted after putting away the towels.

I didn’t want to laugh, but words eluded me, I was so aroused! George however was cool as a cucumber.

“Perhaps some drinks?” He suggested.

“That’d be a great idea.” I dumbly replied.

Marie disappeared again to fuss about the kitchenette, Violet had retrieved the tossed seat cushion, then rearranged the condoms and sex lube on the dinning room table.

“Here we go,” Marie said with a platter in one hand with two drinks on it.

She opened them before passing them out. Violet was dusting near George.

“Is there anything else you desire.” She said.

I didn’t want to mess up the roll-play, I had the strongest urge to take off my clothes to ravage Marie. She hovered nearby as if she sensed it in me.

“Well…” George said. “I can think of something that needs polishing…”

He leaned back in his armchair to present his penis, I didn’t stare, but it was very hard not to see his thick black cock. I mirrored his actions on the sofa. The ladies smiled broadly as this.

“I might not be much of an outdoorsman, but I do know how to pitch a tent!” I stated.

I got a very good laugh from the ladies. Marie went to her knees before me as Violet made her way to George.

“Let me see if I can help you…” She suggested as she undid my belt, I was happy for the assistance as my wrist was still aching.

Lifting my head up to look at Violet’s curvaceous ass I found myself locking eyes with George. Neither of us was new to group play, but eye contact with other dudes always felt weird.

George was always a reliable fire team partner, he could sense his actions and react accordingly. He rose, taking his beer with him to sit next to me. Violet shoved the coffee table aside to kneel before him.

We clinked out drinks together laughing as the women set to work on our now exposed cocks. Marie is infamous for playing the long game, she won’t purposely blow a man to a fast orgasm if she can help it.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Violet performing fellatio on George’s thick cock. As always he was as cool as a cat. I however sipped my beer in hopes of creating some Dutch courage for myself. Even though Marie was going slow I was overwhelmed.

“You gotta slow down.” I said trying not to beg.

Marie lifted her head to look up at me with those blue eyes, her pupils were large, her face told me that she was hungry for more.

“Ok dear.” She said, then switched from bobbing her head up and down to just licking.

Exhaling, I felt like I was given another minute to live. George meanwhile had a fistful of Violet’s hair and was feeding her his bone!

I reached down to fondle Marie’s massive covered tits, it was completely the wrong decision. It felt good, very good! I let go to find my beer empty I struggled to survive a little longer.

Staring at the blank TV, I started chatting up George, he at first replied, then switched the grunts, then went silent. He could best me in arm wrestling, but at orgasm delaying chatter I was King!

“You better give us five-stars in your review!” Violet said between rounds of deep throats.

“Count on it!” Stated George to another round of laughter.

This garnered a burst of laughter from both groups. Marie laughed with a mouthful of cock, then lifted her head to chuckle deeply. I was especially happy for a moment to re-gather endurance.

Marie eased off to rise to her feet, I knew she wasn’t bahis şirketleri bored of me, but rather wanted to share the love. She went over to George to kiss him deeply. Violet came to me into my arms.

“Hello.” I said looking up to her, she was the tallest American woman I had ever kissed.

“Hello.” She replied entering my arms. “I hope you’ll give me five-stars.”

We kissed deeply, then when I came up for air I spoke.

“Six stars!” I said to another round of laughter.

My hands explored her body up and down, giving extra attention to her bust. While I did that I alternated between kisses to her neck with smooches on her lips.

I truly desired to see more of her. At this point I was fully naked save for a pair of white sports socks. Marie had turned around for George to unzip her, giving me a brilliant idea.

Turning violet around I stood on tippy toes to kiss her shoulders, Violet purred. Releasing my hands which cupped her jugs from behind, I undid her apron tie. Her pink doyley had long since disappeared.

With the apron off I undid her dress, which she stepped out of, I put the pink apron back on tying it up for her. Then I spun her around, she wore a black bra and matching thong. I looked her up and down admiring her curves.

Moving back in towards her I reached around behind to fiddle with her bra straps, her skin was warm to the touch.

“There’s four hooks.” She teased after I got the first two.

When I got the last two undone she shrugged out of the bra to reveal two round breasts with nipples the same colour as her. My face and hands fell upon them worshiping them. I could hear Marie’s moans of pleasure from behind.

I licked the first nipple which quickly became hard. One hand held her breast to my face whilst the other snaked down between her legs. I could feel more heat emanating as I pulled the silky material aside.

Rubbing her clitoris I could feel her wetness, she moaned in pleasure as my fingers went faster. When I felt a warm hand gripping my shoulder I knew we were both ready.

Standing straight I pulled her thong down to join the rest of the pile of our clothes. As I sat down I had seen that Marie had vanished.

Violet seemed unconcerned. She took a large swig from her water then sank to her knees. Her mouth was as wet as I expected. She worked her hand vigorously on my tool. I reached for my beer hoping for a distraction.

“Kanker!” I hissed finding the can empty.

“What’s wrong?” Violet asked pulling her head off my penis.

“If you keep up that pace I will blow my load.” I confessed.

“We don’t want that to happen do we?” She teased returning to her task faster than before!

Marie returned wearing a matching red plaid bra and panty. It looked good! Too good.

I squeezed Violet’s very large breast, a foolish idea for a man trying to keep his cum inside himself a respectable length of time. Releasing it I encouraged Violet to ease off and stand up.

I slipped on a rubber, added some lubricant then bent her over the sofa arm. I could see Marie shedding her remaining garments as she tugged on George, once nude she bent over to blow him.

I grabbed Violet’s hips as I eased my penis into her. She moaned soft as I went further and deeper.

“More!” Violet commanded.

I was anxious to fuck her like a mad man, but one doesn’t rush into such things with a new partner. She did say earlier that she was black only, but I wanted her to savour every moment of it.

Violet however threw all my thoughts of slow romantic sex out the window. She grabbed my lower leg then impaled herself as deep as my appendage would go.

“Oh yeah!” She declared.

After a moment’s adjustment she started pushing her ass back at me. Taking her hint, I proceeded to pick up the pace.

A glance over at Marie and George revealed they were doing woman on top. Unlike every woman I knew, she wasn’t afraid to take the reins right from the get go.

The room filled with the sounds of meaty slaps, interspaced by the moans and groans of four people. I glanced around the room wishing we had a camera crew, this was pretty cool!

Taking that idea one step further, I withdrew from Violet to sit on the armchair beside George and Marie. Violet took my cue and sitting with her back to me she rode me in the same fashion as her friend!

Both women increased in volume as they rode us with more joy than the Light Brigade did with their faithful charge.

When I saw Violet’s energy was flagging I knew it was time to mix things up.

“Hey George.” I said standing back up and leading Violet to kneel on the sofa facing away from me.

George got what I was getting at as he lead Marie to the same position next to Violet. Based on the screams of joy coming from the two ladies, these mirror positions were a real hit!

Occasionally I’d reach forward to squeeze Violet’s breast, or slap her ass.

This went on for sometime, perhaps the longest position we did that night. All during this doggy style I was glad for the rubbers. They were key to gaving me an extra layer of stamina.

Eventually we all ceased, neither George nor I had cum, but Marie needed to pee, and Violet another glass of water.

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For the past several years I have been struggling with the thoughts of wanting to explore male to male sex. Not sure how it all exactly started, but from what I remember it started off fantasizing about stroking another cock while I was masturbating. Once I came, the thoughts went away and I no longer had that desire. Long story short, over time the thoughts kept coming back, lasting longer and eventually advanced to oral and anal. I finally accepted the fact it is something I want to explore, now just to figure out how.

I started in various chat rooms and websites, none suited me. I was not willing to do a random hook up with a complete stranger. I knew if I was going to explore this I would have to be comfortable. I started hanging out at the gym more, using the sauna and steam room, nothing ever happened. I just accepted it may just all be fantasy and never come to fruition.

Last year we moved into a new home, shortly after another new couple moved in. My wife and I went over about a week or two after they settled to introduce ourselves and be neighborly. Jason and his wife are a very attractive couple, a few years younger than my wife and I. We talked for a few minutes and left with offering “if you ever need anything, do not hesitate to ask”.

About a week or so later Jason asked if I could give him a hand moving some furniture, I was happy to help. It only illegal bahis took 15 or 20 minutes and then he offered a beer and said if I wanted to watch some football since he subscribed to the NFL Package.

After 3 or 4 beers, I think we were both starting to feel a little buzz and relaxing. Eventually we started talking about the women in the commercials and who was the hottest and what we would do them, normal guy banter. I commented on one of the actresses in a commercial, about how hot she was. Jason immediately pointed out she looks similar to his wife and started giving me shit about wanting his wife in a joking way. We laughed about it and at the end I added “well if you’re willing to share I wouldn’t say no”.

The smile and laughter left Jason’s face, I thought I really crossed a line and pissed him off. I started apologizing saying i was just joking, he just said “no no no, its fine” He then proceeded to tell me he actually fantasized about sharing his wife. I was dumbfounded, I couldn’t believe he was sharing this with me, I barely knew him. As he kept talking I could see him shifting himself in his pants, I knew he was getting hard. I couldn’t take my eyes off him adjusting himself, after a minute of just staring at his hard cock, he said “hey, was me or my wife you wanted” laughing after he said it as I finally broke my stare.

I started mumbling something, illegal bahis siteleri making excuses he just laughed and said it was ok. He then asked if I have ever been with a guy. I said no, trying to play it off like it was the furthest thing from my mind, but deep down wanted his cock more than anything. He called my bluff, pointing at my own hard cock asking how that happened, I blushed immediately. We both knew I was busted, he reassured me it was fine and he was not offended. He then started adjusting (actually more of a stroking) his cock again. I threw caution to the wind and started doing the same to mine.

After a few minutes, Jason stood up, pushed his pants and underwear down, sat back on the couch a little closer to me and kept stroking. I was mesmerized, his cock was beautiful. About 6.5/7″, cut and shaved smooth, I didn’t see a hair on his lower half.

After a few more minutes he moved a little closer and asked if I wanted to stroke his cock. I reached over before he finished asking and wrapped my hand around his cock and began pumping up and down his shaft. It felt amazing, so hard, so warm. My eyes were locked on his cock as I slowly slid my hand up and down the shaft, squeezing tight on the up stroke coaxing pre-cum out of his slit then spreading it over his head.

After a few minutes of stroking that cock, i moved in front of him canlı bahis siteleri on my knees, getting closer. Coaxing more pre-cum to the tip, I leaned in, licking it off his head. Then I took his head between my lips and sucking him in my mouth. My mind was racing, I have a cock in my mouth…I couldn’t believe it. It was better then I had ever expected.

I worked his cock, like I knew I liked mine sucked. Mouth only, no stroking. I worked my lips and tongue up and down his shaft. Eventually taking him in all the way. His cock felt amazing hitting the back of my throat. I worked his cock nice and slow, enjoying the feeling of it sliding in and out of my mouth. I literally couldn’t get enough.

Jason told me he was going to cum, I dropped my mouth all the way down on his cock, letting him know I wanted his cum, I have never wanted something so bad. I worked up and down his shaft, sucking harder, I could feel his cock start to convulse, I knew he was about to cum. I slid up his shaft, sucking just the head, wanting his cum in my mouth, not down my throat, I want to taste every drop. Jason filled my mouth, he came much more then what I think I do. I swallowed my first mouthful of cum. It tasted amazing, very similar to my own. I kept sucking, sliding up and down his shaft, working out every last drop, swallowing my second mouthful.

I was light headed after that experience, I sat back in my seat, exhausted and replaying what just happened. Jason got between my legs and said, “your turn” as he pulled my pants and boxers down. It was one of the best blow jobs I have ever had. We have repeated this several times since.

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Now Alexis was colorful, but it went way beyond that old cliché about lighting up a room, she didn’t really light up a room, in a very odd way, she colored it. Of course in a real world I’d never know Alexis, I mean overweight, fifty-two year old men just don’t run into slim, nineteen year old women who make the 120 color box of crayons look dull. Not unless the man is picking up concert tickets (the old fashion way) for his eighteen year old daughter.

So yeah, I waded through the youngsters, browsed through the Nine Inch Nails CDs, and then went to wait in line for tickets to “Thirty Seconds to Mars.” I couldn’t help but smirk, remembering waiting in line for “Grand Funk Railroad,” with an opening act from “Bloodrock,” when I was just eighteen.

Fuchsia – I remember the color, my daughter was two or three when they added this one to the big box of crayons. The day I first saw Alexis, her hair made me think of the fuchsia crayon. It was cut short and kind of spiked over the top of her head and then it darkened almost to Magenta. It was not the hot magenta fluorescent crayon added in 1972 but more the darker, nearly maroon crayon I used to use when I was a kid. The two colors combined nicely, not just in coloring books, but also on Alexis’ head.

Turquoise blue – another crayon from my youth, one of my favorites, made an interesting eye shadow for Alexis, kind of emphasizing the brown in her eyes. Of course it was not all turquoise blue, out near her temples her eyelids flowed toward aquamarine, one of those wild new colors they added to my crayon set when I turned four or so.

“You want how many tickets?” she asked, speaking in plum, another exciting new color for the four year old me glistened on her lips. “Sir, the “Thirty Seconds to Mars,” you wanted how many?”

“Oh sorry, two, two tickets please,” I replied, handing her my American Express, no not the Platinum or Gold, merely green.

“I’m putting a total of ninety six fifty on your card, which includes a service fee.”

“A service fee?”

“Yeah, for the convenience of buying the ticket here at the CD store.”

“Instead of, say, over the internet?”

“Yeah, kind of crazy, but I think they also charge a fee,” she said, handing me the tickets with some wild strawberry fingernails.

“Thank you Alexis,” I said, looking at her brick red nametag.

“You’re welcome Mr. Johnson,” remembering my name from my green card, “hope you enjoy the show.”

Feeling my face flush a bit, I pointed to the tickets and said, “For my daughter.”

I watched a genuine smile illuminate Alexis’ face, then I turned and headed through the doors with the tiny bag holding the two tickets. Feeling a bit elated that I survived the experience without completely embarrassing myelf, I decided to step into a nearby coffee shop and grab something to drink. I do not drink coffee, but found a delightful looking sky blue colored beverage and grabbed the bottle. Mmm… raspberry, and such a pretty color too.

Sitting down at a small table in the coffee shop, I slowly sipped my drink and went through the bag looking for the tickets amid all the promotional materials they gave me. I found the tickets and güvenilir bahis siteleri carefully read all the information I could glean off them, making sure of the time, the parking requirements and the seat selections.

After reviewing the tickets, I slipped them back into the bag and then began looking over the promotional stuff. I had to laugh at some of the stuff they slipped in, face creams, feminine hygiene ads and even a condom. Figuring they must have these set aside for the middle age customer who wanders through, I slipped the stuff back into the back and was about to take a large gulp to finish my drink when I noticed Alexis from the CD shop, peek her head in the door and wave.

Stepping inside she called out to me, “I’m on break now, do you mind if I sit with you?”

I grabbed one of the chairs and pulled it back to signal that she was welcome. She smiled, pointed to cashier and then started a complicated coffee order. Wondering what Alexis wanted with me, I watched her as she waited.

Prussian blue – they later renamed it to midnight blue, the deep blue of the Prussian uniforms and Alexis’ jeans. I had never seen jeans quite that color, kind of a dark bluish gray. Her blouse was silvery, almost the color of aluminum foil, and kind of shimmered in the light, accentuating her breasts, especially as she walked.

“I hope you don’t mind me joining you, it’s just that I hate eating and drinking alone.”

“No, no it’s fine, I enjoy the company.”

“I don’t do this all the time,” she said, “it’s just that I thought it was really nice you buying those tickets for your daughter.”

“Well actually, she’s paying for them, some birthday thing with her boyfriend.”

“It’s nice of you to wade down through all the odd people we have here at the store these days.”

“Oh I don’t mind too much, it inspires me to reminiscence about when I was you age.”

“My age? Just what do you think my age is?”

“Oh I’d guess about nineteen or twenty.”

“Actually I’m twenty one, and you must be what? Forty five?”

Smiling I replied, “You’re much too generous, you might want to add like seven years to that.”

She suddenly got a strange and very serious look on her face. Scooting up in her chair, she crossed her arms on the table and took a deep breath.

Not sure how to respond, I simply looked at her.

“Mr. Johnson…”

“Call me Ted,” I interrupted.

“Ted, I didn’t come in here to sip coffee and just talk. Let me be honest. Ted, you see, I have this thing for older gentlemen. No… no, please let me finish.”

Stopping myself from saying anything, I relaxed and listened.

“I have this thing, a father complex or something, if you will and ah… well, you were so nice and you reminded me of my father. Now, it’s not that my father and I ever, or no… I would never with him, but… well, older men, nice older men, they… Older men turn me on and I am very turned on right now.

“Look, I have an apartment nearby, would you like to come up there with me?”

Nervously I grabbed the raspberry soda and took a drink, hoping she didn’t notice how much I was shaking. Placing mobilbahis the soda back down onto the counter I replied, “I don’t know what to say…”

She reached her hand out and placed it gently on my arm and said, “Say yes. I truly want you to.”

“Okay Alexis, I would love to go up to your apartment with you.”

Ten to fifteen minutes later I was following her up the stairs to her second story apartment. I had to walk slightly bent over, trying hard to conceal the erection that appeared as I climbed out of the car at her apartment.

Stepping into her apartment, I took her in my arms and kissed her, first just touching her lips with mine, but then slipping my tongue onto her lips. She opened her mouth in complete acceptance and began using her tongue to toy with mine.

My arms wrapped around her and she felt so tiny as my hands slid down to her firm ass. I gently kneaded her ass as her hands moved from around my back to my stomach. As uncomfortable as I felt about her caressing my stomach, I didn’t stop her. She squeezed and then slid her hands over the excess flesh and oddly her breath seemed to quicken.

She whispered to me, “My bedroom’s back there. I’m going in here for a moment,” she said pointing to the restroom, “I want to see you naked when I see you next.”

I moved into the bedroom and began taking off my clothes in the dark as she slipped into the restroom. Once I had all my clothes off I sat on the edge of her bed in the darkness. I saw her first in silhouette, her form a deep indigo in the faintly blue light.

“I said I wanted to see you,” she said, reaching for the light switch and turning on the light.

Seeing her naked in the light made me forget any nervousness I had about her seeing my body. She was stunning, with small, but beautiful breasts and nipples the color of cranberry. Her hips curved beautifully around a cerise butterfly tattoo and her pubic hair, dyed bright fuchsia, looked soft and inviting.

I let my eyes continue down her body, initially searching for her pussy lips, but I noticed another tattoo, a large salmon colored rose covered almost the length of her thigh. Only after gazing at the rose for some time did my gaze return to between her legs. With her standing, legs fairly close together I could only see the flesh peeking out beneath her fuchsia mound, with perhaps the faintest hint of carnation pink inner lips.

Looking up at her face, I noticed that she was gazing at me with seemingly the same hunger and desire as I had looked at her. I felt tears welling in my eyes that this beautiful woman could look at me with as much passion as I had for her. Before I could move to go to her, she pounced, pushing me back on the bed as her breasts ran up my thighs, over my stomach and onto my chest. She kissed me as her knees pushed me, positioning me on the bed, flat on my back.

She moved her mouth down to my nipples and after sucking them, making them hard, she bit them, gently at first, then not so gently. The sensation jolted directly down to my cock as it twitched wildly each time she bit my nipples. While she toyed with my nipples in her mouth, she began to let her breasts move back bahis siteleri and forth over my hard cock. Then she began to kiss downward, down over my stomach to my cock.

Her tongue moved slowly over me, not so much to turn me on, but more like she was exploring, letting the tip of her tongue roll down the vein on the shaft, then she circled the head and dipped into my tiny hole, tasting the pre-cum that had pooled there. She then took me in her mouth and sucked hard, but for just a moment. Looking up at me watching her she removed her mouth from my erection and said, “Oh no, I need you hard for me.”

She climbed on top of me, easing herself down over my cock, engulfing it in her carnation pink lips. Instead of moving up and down right away, she leaned forward, pressing her breasts onto my chest and then began grinding her clit just above my cock. My cock was inside her, but she was able to grind away on me without too moving on my cock too much.

I had been worried I’d come too quickly for her, but this way, her clit pushed against me and while my cock felt wonderful inside her, I was easily able to hold off coming as she worked herself against me. It was so animalistic, her grinding on me like that, seeming to growl as she got closer and closer, finally right at the end she moved, sliding up and down very quickly on the length of my cock, taking deep inside her as she came.

Remaining motionless, I felt her pulsate over my cock as she collapsed on me, her hot, wet breath flowed over my face. She rested there a bit, catching her breath for a few moments, then she lifted herself off my chest, smiled and said, “Your turn.”

Placing her hands on my chest, she moved so she was kneeling. She slid back some, until my cock, still inside her pointed straight up. “You like this,” she asked, squeezing herself on me.

“Oh yes,” I moaned.

“Good,” she replied, moving herself up and down the length of me. The position she had moved to let me feel her tight along the top of my cock, a very different sensation I usually got when I was on top of a woman. It was even different from the times I had a woman on top of me.

It was so beautiful watching her breasts bounce as she bounded up and down on me. I wish I could have lasted all night, but in only a few minutes, I felt the pressure build in my balls and the pleasure shoot though my body as I arched my back and came, spurting my white hot come deep into her soft, wet, beautiful pussy.

She then stopped, feeling my cock twitch inside her; she remained on me, tight around me while running her hands slowly up my stomach onto my chest. Looking at her face I could see she truly loved caressing me like that.

“Ted,” she whispered.

“Yes.”

“You made me feel so good,” she said, falling down onto me, her breasts pressing against my chest, her head burrowing between my neck and shoulders. I felt her warm, wet breath as she cried.

“Ted,” she whispered again, “can I call you daddy.”

“Yes Alexis, call me daddy.”

“Oh daddy, you felt so good,” she sobbed.

I tried picturing her as a little girl, her crayons spread over the floor as she colored picture after picture. Her face seemed to change so for a moment she looked like my daughter, then like a younger version of Alexis. I felt my cock slip out of her pussy as my head spun wondering exactly how I felt, wondering exactly what Alexis felt now. Kissing her fuchsia hair I continued to hold her as she cried.

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Five minutes later when I was finally all flushed out Sylvia ordered me to my feet. She sprayed me once more from head to foot with the hose. My body was dripping wet but at least it was clean. It was important that I kept myself as clean as possible she told me grinning from ear to ear. The irony wasn’t lost on me but as I stood there nude and helpless I realised I had lost all power.

“Please may I go inside now before someone sees me?”I begged as I really began to feel the chill of being out in my backyard without a scrap of clothing becmoe quite overwhelming.

“A bit late for that I’d say!” replied Sylvia mischievously as she began waving at someone behind my back.

I shot a glance behind me only to see my next door neighbour old Mr. Johnson at our adjoining garden fence casting his gaze googly-eyed at my gigantic rump gleaming in the fading light. The octogenarian had been living on the street for time immemorial and I doubted he’d ever seen anything quite so shocking.

“OH MY GOD!” I screamed, immediately in a panic and as I faced away from him, I tried to cover my naked butt as best I could, squeezing one hand between the front of my legs and with the other trying to cover my exposed rear interlocking my fingers between my legs, looking over my shoulder to see if he was still looking. Of course he was.

I yelped once more as Sylvia spanked my bottom hard and ordered me to turn around. She chastised me for being so rude and prudish and commanded me to wave back at my stunned neighbour. Again cowed by my aggressive torturer it was impossible for me to resist. Somehow she held all the cards.

Why I couldn’t just run for the back door I shall never know but instead brow beaten and meekly following orders I turned around. I waved to the startled Mr. Johnson with one hand and attempted to shield my naked body as best I could with the other. Of course this wasn’t good enough for Sylvia who tweaked my left nipple and ordered me to greet him with a two hand wave. His eyes opened even wider as he took in my full nudity.

“Good evening, anything here take your fancy?” Sylvia yelled out cheekily while she gently patted my soaking head. I could even see him chuckle, no doubt at the expense of my tiny breasts and his own good fortune. He waved back enthusiastically but could only mumble back a muted response that I couldn’t fully hear.

When Sylvia was happy he’d seen enough, she finally relented and tugging my leash dragged me into my house through my back door where Billy now stood trying to hold in his laughter.

Sylvia was uproarious as I stepped inside clearly enjoying my extra humiliation.

“I can’t believe you just flashed that sweet old man, you’re such a deviant!”

“But you made me, I mean…oh no, how long was he there? How much did he see?” I responded.

“He saw enough though I’m sure you’re tiny tits were as much a disappointment to him as they are to everybody else. You really are such a hoot.”

I couldn’t accept this, being humiliated in that school and in front of that young man was bad enough but now in front of my elderly neighbour.

“But what if he tells the other neighbours…I mean I have a reputation…”

Sylvia attempted to calm me down by insisting that nobody would believe the filthy ranting of an old man or some perverted sales attendant and certainly wouldn’t credit anyone to be as depraved as I had been. I wasn’t sure if I was comforted or even more upset by these words and even still if added to the testimony from the gas station my reputation would hardly be left beyond reproach.

Sylvia led me upstairs and told me to bring her to the shower. She pointed her phone at me and ordered me to pose and then sent a text message, I had hardly time to wonder to whom she had sent it before to my surprise she began taking off her clothes.

I had seen her naked earlier that day but looking at her again now in my dishevelled state I couldn’t help but admire her beauty. Unlike me, she did not have an ounce of extra flesh on her, her body was firm and hard and I couldn’t help be drawn to her beautiful gravity defying breasts. They weren’t huge or out of proportion but they were awesome, so beautifully shaped that looking down at my nonexistent chest I felt nothing but shame. Why couldn’t I have such wondrous, natural assets instead of my pathetic stubs? I couldn’t help but see my potbellied tummy which I had never really cared about but in comparison to the splendour before me it was fleshy and undignified. My bottom which I knew had been expanding rapidly over the last few years was sagging, a rounder and doughier version of Nicki Minaj. Unlike her though I had no curves casino şirketleri on top and my paunchy love handles didn’t allow me to dress quite so provocatively. Finally, her bush was neat and trimmed, just a neat line extending upwards whereas mine was as unkempt as a wild forest. If I were an alien it would be easy to mistake us for different species altogether.

Stepping into my bathtub shower combo, she told me to brush my teeth and rinse my mouth over and over again and join me when I was done. I was entranced as I watched the water cascade over my beautiful assailant. I know I should have been repelled but I was in some sort of hypnotic trance. I had never studied a naked female quite so intensely and I was in awe. When I was ready I stepped into the tub after her. She cast a disparaging look downwards at my pathetic naked, flabby body barely even acknowledging my existence. I felt so small and I was where it mattered.

“Come along little girl, let’s get you properly cleaned up once more, you really are a messy creature,” she said spraying me with the shower.

“Now step back, let me get a good look at you.”

I did as she requested, her eyes burrowing through me.

“Astonishing how small your boobs are, you could easily pass for a boy up top. And that bush, hilarious, I guess if no one ever sees you naked it probably doesn’t matter,” she said as she began to lather my body with soap.

She pinched the fat around my tummy, disapprovingly looking at me and took my hand and placed it on her flat toned stomach. It was so intimidating; there she was mockingly rubbing my doughy body as I could not help getting aroused by her touching me. She moved down to my thighs, again everything in a playful yet disrespectful fashion. She slapped the flesh on my thighs, causing it to jiggle whereas there wasn’t a trace of extra fat on her slender athletic legs. Her hands moved to the back of my thighs, squeezing my flesh, bringing me closer to her. I could feel her breasts against the front of my body when she firmly gripped my bulbous behind. She kneaded my fleshy behind relentlessly, seemingly enjoying the excess fat that conglomerated in her fingers. Roughly she gripped the extra pounds that hung on my rear, teasing with one hand around my anus and half spanking me with the other. She turned me around so she could see in full glory my hideous tubby form. I could almost hear her snigger. Why was she so cruel and why did I not stop it?

She paused with her both hands on the lower cheeks of my butt and traced her hands up my back pausing at my shoulder blades. Then slowly her hands passed under my arms and onto my chest until both her hands simultaneously reached my nipples. She groped around as if searching for something to hold onto but I knew it was merely a joke at my expense. She circled her fingers around my nipples which by this stage were as prominent as they would ever be. I felt weak at the knees; no one had ever played with my nipples with such candor. Gripping both nipples, she pinched them hard for several seconds. I nearly collapsed with the pain and subsequent ecstasy. I even thought for a second that maybe she was in fact enamoured with my shortcomings until she turned me around once more and I could see the evil grin on her face. She took my hands and placed them on her glorious breasts.

I was stunned. At that moment I realised I had never felt a pair of tits before. What I had was incomparable. I couldn’t believe how soft they were and yet firm. I could’ve held them forever. I was completely mesmerised, enraptured by their size and feel.

“You like those, don’t you slut?”

“Mmmh, yes, yes I do…” I panted back in shame.

She squeezed my nipples again, twisting them cruelly and pulling them upward until I was almost on my tippy toes.

“You’d do anything for tits like mine wouldn’t you?”

I daren’t not reply. I was afraid of the truth.

“Where are your tits? How can I be sure you’re even a woman?”

I couldn’t respond with words, the humiliation was too much until finally she unclasped my nipples once more. Why was this turning me on so much?

“What else do you want slut, go on I dare you,” she added seductively.

I was so overwhelmed, I took her hand and brought it down towards my pussy. She quickly and easily slipped two fingers inside me.

“You’re cunt is sopping wet you filthy skank, you’re sick. You must be some kind of pathetic humiliation slut!”

She was right. Rather than her inserting her fingers in and out I was almost humping her hand. I craved the humiliation she was giving me, the mocking of my pathetic body. I was so close to orgasm once more until Sylvia cruelly removed her fingers. I begged her not to stop but to no avail.

“Get your grubby paws off my breasts you perv and get on your knees,” she ordered.

Of course I complied, my face now square on to her pussy. She rubbed my head like a puppy, easing my mouth towards her beautiful sex.

“You know what to do you pathetic slut.”

And I did, like casino firmalari a dog I started lapping up her pussy, furiously dipping my tongue into her. Every once in a while she derided me for slowing my pace and slapped me across the face. The sting of the assault just made me more excited.

“Get your tongue right in there you filthy piece of trash. I know you want to please me.”

It was true, I couldn’t understand it but it was true.

“Listen bitch, I have some friends calling over here and if you play nice maybe I won’t release all those pictures and videos I’ve taken of you all day. In any case you’re such a slut I think you’ll enjoy yourself.”

What did she mean? Friends coming over? I couldn’t really concentrate as my tongue was embedded deep in Sylvia’s vagina but I was sure she had more humiliation planned for me. It was clear that Sylvia got off humiliating me and part of me responded in tandem. I could sense she was close to orgasm and she pressed my face completely into her crotch. I lapped up her juices frantically for some reason trying to please her, until finally satisfied she pushed me away and I lay on the cold ceramic beneath her.

I knew I must have looked completely pathetic staring up at her with awe. She put her foot in my mouth and almost instinctively I began to suck her toes.

“You really are so vile but because you are such a disgusting pig I think I better give you what you want. Close your eyes.”

What could she mean? I knew how depraved I was becoming but what did I want?

She took her foot from my mouth, saliva dripping from me and began to drag her foot down my body, circling around my almost nonexistent breasts and flicking my erect nipples with her toes.

“You like that don’t you slut?” she asked rhetorically as I writhed beneath her.

Her foot dropped deeper and before I knew it was hovering over my crotch. She pressed down with force and began rubbing my most tender regions. I couldn’t believe the sensations I was feeling, I was so depraved, I needed her to continue. She continued to rub, getting me closer and closer until she turned her foot sideways, her big toe inching inside me.

“OH MY GOD!” I screamed but still I hadn’t orgasmed.

She jerked in and out of me constantly belittling me with insults until finally when I was on the verge of release she suddenly stopped.

“PLEASE NO, DON’T STOP,” I begged but mercilessly.

“You sick bitch, don’t ever tell me what to do,” she replied and took a step towards the top of the bathtub.

With no warning Sylvia slight repositioned herself and just began urinating over me, a golden shower just when I thought I had been cleaned up. At first I flinched but as the piss continued to stream down I simply laid back and accepted it. It was what I deserved.

“Good girl, you’re my toilet now. Tell me how grateful you are,” she stated blankly as the urine still trickled onto me.

I was afraid to speak, afraid to open my mouth as she now directed the spray onto my face.

“Don’t make me ask again!” she ordered as the stream of piss splashed between my eyes.

“Thank you, miss,” I replied demurely and as I opened my mouth I could feel the liquid trickle into my mouth.

“Good girl,” she said after she finished spraying me.She stepped out of the tub leaving me lying in a puddle of her urine. I should have been outraged but instead I was still so horny, I desperately wanted her to pleasure me despite everything.

“As a present for my pet, you may lick the tub of any urine and when I return if I’m satisfied perhaps you may receive something of a treat. And don’t you dare touch yourself.”

She wrapped a towel around her beautiful body and left me squirming in the tub, glistening putridly in her urine.

I wasn’t going to lick the tub was I? But what did she mean by a treat? I was so confused, so turned on. Despite everything, I rolled over in the tub and began licking the ceramic for any trace of her pea. It was vile but the thoughts of my reward were driving me crazy. I was lapping up like a starved puppy for at least half an hour when the door finally opened again. It was Sylvia, dressed immaculately and she had a wicked smile on her face.

“Ha, is there nothing you won’t do?”

She seemed almost surprised that I was still lying there naked in the tub but perhaps she was right. I had to make a stand.No more I thought, treat or no treat, I decided enough is enough.

“I’ve had enough of this. How dare you treat me this way. I’m a teacher, a respectable member of the community. I don’t know what you’ve done to me but I want you out of my house this instant!”

The smile on Sylvia’s face grew wider but turned more menacing.

“But don’t you want your treat my little pet?” she said reaching down and grabbing my chin in her hand.

“No, I can’t take it…treat…erm…no…what was it anyway?” I asked still looking up at her, still lying in the tub where she had pissed on me not thirty minutes ago.

“Why don’t you step out güvenilir casino of that tub and we can discuss this properly.”

I got to my knees and lifted my left foot out of the tub in a movement lacking any dignity. Half way out of the tub Sylvia sprung into action. She pressed down on my neck with her hand on the crease of my back, trapping me, my crotch straddled midway on the tub. I scarcely resisted.

“Listen pig, don’t you ever dare talk to me like that again. Don’t you realise how much footage we have of you doing the most disgusting things imaginable and with your students. You’ll never work again if that was to get out, I wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t get a prison sentence. And furthermore I know that for all your protestations you enjoy this you slut.”

By hook or by crook she had me. I didn’t know if I was acting voluntarily or being blackmailed but I knew I must follow her orders. The threat of so much public exposure was terrifying but also I was petrified of whatever future indignities she could carry out on me if I didn’t gain some control. However it was her strong will which eventually dominated my natural meekness and when she reattached my lead I knew I was broken.

“Good little piggy, follow me. I promised you a treat didn’t I?” she said caustically, leading me naked out of the bathroom on my hands and knees.

“Now, some friends of mine have called over to see my new little pet and I told them you were very well behaved. You’re not going to let me down are you?” she asked me sternly, tugging on my leash.

I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t comprehend what she had in mind for me. She started rubbing my hair with one hand but then used her free hand to brush along my sex. I really was like a dog in heat.

“Besides, I’m sure one of the guys may even want to hump your dirty wet pussy if you impress them!” she said and slapped my moistened sex with her hand sending shivers of lust through me.

She knew I didn’t need to respond but just followed her lead down my staircase on all fours as she commanded. I could hear an assemblage of excited voices awaiting me in my living room. I hadn’t even heard them arrive and couldn’t understand how they had gotten here so quickly.

Sylvia told me to wait outside in the hallway before introducing me to her friends.

“And now, some of you may already have seen her earlier as the grotesque titless defecating teacher but for those lucky enough to have missed today’s earlier show, may I introduce to you little MISS SCATTING!”

The words sent chills of trepidation through my body. Just how many people were in my living room and who were they. While my brain was struggling with these questions Sylvia re-emerged from my living room, taking my leash in hand and with one harsh tug she dragged me forward. Before I knew what was happening I found myself being led into a room of howling teenagers almost flabbergasted at what they were seeing. To their mesmerised eyes they witnessed their classmate lead an older lady, butt naked on her hands and knees around the room for their eyes to feast upon.

Well I’ve heard the expression that kids can be cruel but nothing prepared me for the savaging this group of ten or so 18year olds partook in the stark and brutal criticism of my body. At first they all looked stunned but one by one the assembled girls and boys began grinning and eventually laughing like hyenas. Sylvia traversed the room a couple of times until she was certain any sympathy had long dissipated.

“Oh my God, what is that beast?” was the first comment.

“Why doesn’t she have any tits?”

“Are you sure it’s a she, perhaps it’s a boy.”

“No a boy could never have an ass that big.”

“What a pathetic creature.”

“A pathetic slut you mean, I can almost smell the arousal, I wouldn’t be surprised if it left a trail.”

The girls comments were crueller than the boys. The girls were focussed on my huge ass and potbelly while the boys were astonished as to my lack of breasts. Of course speculation as to my gender was almost a common trend in the discussion.

To settle the argument Sylvia had me stand up to prove there was nothing dangling between my legs.

“Oh my God, she’s even more disgusting when she’s not covered in shit,” said Marcy to a chorus of laughs, a stunning blonde and one of Sylvia’s cheerleader friends.

She was obviously in class earlier having witnessed my previous shame.

Bobby was in the corner videotaping my new experience as I stood trying to cover myself before the rowdy group of students. Of course once more Sylvia ordered me to put my hands at my sides and everyone began asking me questions.

“Why don’t we ask her a few kinky questions. Perhaps her sordid sexual past will turn on the guys as clearly her putrid body isn’t,” suggested one of the girls.

Everyone seemed to think this was a great idea and before I knew it Sylvia had produced a chair, ordered me to spread my legs as wide as I could and I was suddenly faced with the mocking inquisitors.

“First of all slut, if you lie to us at any time, I’ll be forced to severely punish you and believe me you wouldn’t like that. So you better be honest and believe me we will know the second you’re lying. So tell us right now are you turned on or not?”

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The story continues of my meeting with Cynthia and Jerry…

After we had rested a little while from our earlier activities, Cynthia started rubbing her tits up against me. She leaned over to kiss me and started stroking my cock back to life. We were all naked and I was lying between Jerry and Cynthia. My cock sprang up almost immediately as her hand worked up and down the length of it. As she stroked it, I reached down and played with her pussy, which was soaking wet. My fingers slid easily inside her. At the same time, I reached over with my other hand and stroked Jerry’s cock, which also sprang to life immediately. Jerry’s hand joined Cynthia’s on my cock and all three of us were soon moaning. This went on for while (I lost track of time!) with our moans filling the air until Cynthia pulled me on top of her and guided my cock into her sopping cunt. Her pussy felt exquisite as I slid into her. She moaned loadly as I entered her and she begged me to drive my cock deeper. I teased her momentarily and then drove it deep into her. güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri Her body thrust up to meet mine as we continued fucking. I reached down to grab her ass for better leverage.

Jerry, who had been sucking her tits, rolled off the bed and disappeared. I lost track of him as I continued to ram my stiff shaft into Cynthia. A few minutes later, the bed moved and I felt Jerry kneel behind me.

I knew what was coming next – I was about to lose the rest of my virginity. I was ready for it, having practiced with vibrator and dildo. I felt him lube my tight asshole and slide a finger in to prepare me. Another and then a third followed the first finger as he thrust in and out of my backdoor. He removed his fingers and I felt his body against my back as his cock found its way to my virgin hole. Cynthia urged him on – she loved to see her husband with another man. I could feel the head of his dick against me as it slowly entered, opening me up to a new experience. I was unbelievably turned on güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri – thinking about that cock that I had in my mouth earlier and which was now going to fuck me in the ass. There was a slight amount of pain as he first entered but he paused before moving on and the pain was quickly replaced by pleasure. Inch by inch, he slid further into me. It wasn’t long before he was buried deep in me – stretching me out and filling me up. I had to pause from fucking Cynthia for a moment to fully enjoy his cock. He was soon stroking in and out of me, filling me up, driving deep into me and pulling out then repeating the same sequences.

Cynthia surprised me by pushing me back until I withdrew completely from her. She crawled out from underneath and rolled off the bed while Jerry continue to fuck my ass. I didn’t know how much longer I could last – it felt so good I knew I would cum soon. She came back and applied lube to my cock. Then she crawled back under me, this time facing away from me. She güvenilir bahis şirketleri told me to fuck her in the ass. She wanted me to cum up her ass as Jerry shot his load into mine. I guided my cock to her tight hole and slide into her – she obviously was no virgin at this. My cock slid easily into her and she moaned loudly. She urged me on – “Fuck my ass while Jerry is fucking yours. I want to feel your hot cum inside me when Jerry shoots his into you!” I did as I was told and lost no time in guiding my cock into her tight hole. I moved slowly at first, not wanting to lose the cock that was fucking me so nicely. Eventually, we developed a rhythm between the three of us and our moans went in unison. It didn’t take long to bring me to the edge and I soon shot the biggest load ever into her tight asshole. As I collapsed onto her, I could feel Jerry’s cock spasming in my tight hole. Now I know why you women love cock so much – it felt wonderful! He moaned as he shot his load in me, filling me with his hot sperm. I felt like such a slut! We all collapsed together on the bed again and rested until I had to get cleaned up and leave.

Note: This is based on a true story. Although this story does not portray it, safe sex was used and is recommended for any enjoying multiple sex partners. Thanks for reading and I have appreciated all the feedback.

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He had bought it for me as a sort-of joke. That cute little vibrator with the silicone sleeve. He had told me I would need it when he went on deployment. It wasn’t fancy, but it was something to tide me over, so he said. He had no idea those settings would come in handy on his duty nights before he had even shipped out.

It was only seven inches long with a modest girth, but for a small bodied girl like me, it was perfect sized. And it even had seven different settings, after all, I was a girl who liked some teasing. It happened one Tuesday night that I was especially lonely and in need of a good cum. I crept out of bed after several minutes of pointlessly playing with my clit without any kind of release. I opened the dresser drawer and there in the packaging was the purple godsend. As soon as I opened the plastic and slipped the silicone cover over it, I couldn’t wait to feel my new friend inside of me. I rolled it in my hands for a minute… debating if it really was a good idea. Masturbation often left me wanting more and unable to illegal bahis fully please myself. I guess that was a risk I was willing to take…

I laid back on my bed and slowly inserted the head into my awaiting pussy. It was slow to get past my puffy outer lips, but once it broke through to my cunt opening, I knew I was going to be in heaven. I was instantly wet as it slid into my hungry pussy. As soon as it was in, I turned it on the first setting.

Immediately my pussy started to spasm as my first pre-orgasm wave hit. My juices began to flow and I couldn’t resist turning it to the next setting. I pumped it in and out of my cunt for a second before burrowing it to the hilt inside me. At that moment I hit the next setting. My pussy contracted and a small amount of cum began to seep around the sides of the purple vibrator onto my bed sheets.

As my orgasm ended, I began to pump it fervently in and out of my slit in hopes of continuing to another. The sound of my pussy slurping as I did it through my over the edge as I turned illegal bahis siteleri it up another setting. This was the last of the regular vibrate settings. The rest were intermittent and patterned.

I decided to relax for a little while and let myself have a little fun. So I pushed the purple intruder all the way in and turned it on the next setting called the stair step. It would pulse then slow down continuously. So I crossed my legs to hold it in place and turned on the television. It’s quiet hum however, aroused me to the point where I knew I just had to cum again.

The next setting was a faster version of the first. I began to feel my next climax building, but I wanted this one to be slightly more prolonged. I took the vibrator out of my cunt and pressed the very tip of it against my clit. I drew my breath in sharply as it pulsed vigorously against my swollen button. God it felt so good, but I still hadn’t achieved what I wanted, a full body, trembling, earthquake orgasm.

I clicked the button one more canlı bahis siteleri time, and found that apparently these genius vibrator makers had hidden another -even faster- vibrate setting in the mix. I couldn’t stand it any more and shoved it back into my aching cunt. As I drew it out then back in to the hilt, my hand began to tremor in anticipation. With one hand I fucked myself and with the other, my fingers were dancing over my clit at light speed.

I gasped and suddenly it flooded over me, with each wave my body felt weaker and weaker but my hands kept flying back and forth. I came so hard that I collapsed onto my pillows as I tried desperately to turn the vibrator off. Finally as my spasming pussy and it’s purple intruder came to rest, I felt the copious amount of cum that had pooled around my outer lips and even onto the bed beneath. I dipped my finger down into my hot snatch and brought it to my mouth, the taste was exquisite. I couldn’t help but sucking on my finger for a minute to savor the last of my taste.

I rested for a little while, then began to clean up. I started to wonder just how my my fiancé would enjoy hearing this story as I sent him a text message saying I just had the best self induced orgasm of my life. I guess this night really was worth it after all.

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