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Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

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The floor creaked softly.

We both sat back as we were lifting the floor safe from its hiding place. It was a very slight noise or was it a vibration in the flooring. The house was supposed to be vacant for the next week. I turned toward the noise.

It continued, resolving into soft footsteps heading in our direction. We closed the safe and replaced the rug then both of us hugged the wall behind where the door would open, guns drawn. With no bullets in our guns, they would only serve to frighten. We always knew we were in big trouble if anyone ever called our bluff.

The door opened slowly. Since no lights had been turned on, it seemed clear that we weren’t the only burglars in town, a thought which in and of itself indicated trouble for our plans.

Two of them. They opened the door only partially allowing us to watch them entering the room. They crept into the room in an actual crouch, knees bent, shoulders rounded. They carried nothing and their tight fitting black clothes didn’t seem to leave anywhere to hide anything. From the form of the bodies encased in the tight outfits it was clear that one was male, the other female. He was some taller than she, but not hefty. She, on the other hand, seemed rather well-endowed. There was nothing in their behavior that indicated that they thought the room might already be occupied.

I began to think this could be interesting as I watched the female’s cute ass move into the room. Rick slammed the door. “Hold it right there. I’d rather not have to kill you.” As they swung around we both leveled our guns at them. They stopped and raised their hands. Their entire bodies trembled. With their arms aloft the material of their body suits was drawn tightly across their bodies providing an even more tantalizing look at the young woman’s body.

“Oh no, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh no. You said this would be easy. That there wouldn’t be anyone here.” She was screaming at her partner through her black ski mask though she kept her arms raised. He shied away from her, but said nothing.

“You,” commanded Sandy, “put your hands behind your back.” They both obeyed. They seemed to be real amateurs. Sandy handed his gun to me and moved behind the guy to bind his hands with the zip strips we carried for these occasions. “On your knees,” he told the guy pushing down on his shoulders. The guy complied. Sandy pulled off the man’s ski mask, found a sock in a bedroom drawer, and used it to gag him holding it in place with another zip strip.

He did his patented number of using zip strips to hobble the guy. One strip around each ankle with two in loops like chain links between his ankles. He’d be able to walk, but with difficulty.

He did the same with the girl. The sock quieted her. It was really good to have her shut up since she was carping all the time about her burglar buddy’s poor planning. In between screaming at him, she screamed at us coming up with every description that could be used to humiliate a man. Really ugly, unfeminine behavior, I thought. Her talking and screaming stopped once the sock was in her mouth. If I’d had bullets in the gun, I’d shoot her, I thought. Through all of this, I reflected, all her partner had said was an occasional “Be quiet, Marion” and “I’m sorry”. He never looked at her.

Nonetheless, when Sandy pulled off the ski mask, a beautiful head of auburn hair fell to her shoulders. Her face, though contorted in anger and fear, was very attractive even in the low light of the room.

“Take a look in the basement. See if it has support columns,” I suggested. Sandy knew exactly what I was thinking. He nodded and left to look for a doorway to the basement.

I could hear Sandy moving throughout the house, then on a staircase. He returned. “Yup.”

“Let’s search them to make sure there’s nothing we bakırköy escort should know about.”

“Yeah, right,” Sandy agreed kneeling behind the guy. He began to pat him down. From the waistband of his leotard he extracted a piece of paper. Then he helped the intruder stand. “You gonna shoot him if he does something while I pat down his crotch?”

“I’d rather not,” I replied thinking of the bloody mess such a shot would create, even if we could shoot. I pushed Sandy’s pistol in my waistband. Picking up a walking stick from what was apparently the owner’s collection of walking sticks, I said, “I’ll just beat him with this stick. Less noise.”

The body language, and his wide eyes indicated that our victim would cooperate. “Spread your legs as far as you can,” Sandy commanded. The guy obeyed watching the stick fearfully. Sandy patted down the guy’s crotch and butt distastefully. “Seems clean,” he said standing.

He got the girl to her feet. From behind her gag a torrent of gurgling surged. “Honey, you did this to yourself. Don’t give me any of your crap. I’m really not in the mood for it. The crap continued though neither of us could make out what she was saying.

His face impassive, Sandy began to search the girl. The intensity of her gurgling increased. A sharp crack and snap of her head stopped her cold. She dropped to one knee. “Get up,” Sandy said pulling her upright. “I can hit harder than that.”

Tears began to stream down her face. She stood still as he ran his hands through her hair. When he finished, he said to her pointedly, “Now I’m going to feel you up. I’m going to feel your tits to be sure you don’t have a pistol or knife hidden there. You got that?” She nodded.

He did as he said taking much more time than necessary to examine each breast through her black Lycra. Even through the Lycra, I could see he thoroughly enjoyed her soft breasts. He continued downward. “Spread your legs.” She did. I noted her reaction as Sandy ran his hands across her butt. She remained still the entire time even as he closely examined her crotch. After he’d finished, he said, “Didn’t find anything, except this paper. Can’t read it in this light. There may be more light in the basement.”

“OK. Let’s go,” I said herding them from the room. The muzzle of the gun directing them was sufficient to get them to go where I wanted.

They shuffled along as Sandy led us to the basement stairs. “Walk slowly or you’re liable to fall,” he counseled them. At the stairway, Sandy said, “Grab the hand rail with your hands, then slowly, taking one stair at a time, walk down. If you fall, you’ll bang your head on the concrete. We won’t be calling an ambulance for you.”

With their backs to the hand rail, hanging on tightly, they made their way down the stairs. The loops holding their legs together barely extended sufficiently to allow them to walk down the steps. Slowly taking one step at a time, they made the trip without incident.

Sandy had turned on several low lights in what appeared to be a typical basement featuring work tables for the guy and a laundry area for the gal.

Sandy had each of them back up to a support column. He fastened the guy to one, feeding more zip strips through the strips binding his hands and then around the post. He did the same with his feet. For good measure he fed a long one around his neck and the column. Fear filled the burglar’s eyes as the zip strip applied pressure on his windpipe.

“You thinking what I’m thinking about this bitch,” Sandy asked Rick.

“Yup.”

Sandy cut the ties holding the girl’s hands together. She looked confused and scared.

“Open his shirt and push it off his shoulders,” Sandy told her motioning to her burglar partner. She hesitated. Sandy wound up as though to slap her again. She ducked almost losing her balance, then hobbled to her restrained partner. She beşiktaş escort unbuttoned his Lycra top and pushed it off his shoulders. Sandy cut his undershirt off. “You gonna use that walking stick or something else,” Sandy asked me.

“We’ll see how cooperative the girl is,” I replied.

Sandy looked cruelly at the girl. “Up to you,” he said. “Drop his pants.”

The girl, looking as terrified as either of the trucking partners had ever seen, pulled on the pants with shaking hands. They ended up around his ankles just above the concrete floor. “Finish up,” I ordered striking the burglar’s groin lightly with the stick. The burglar jumped and gagged as the zip tie at his neck bit in.

Still horrified the girl pulled the black briefs to his ankles. She looked away as she performed her assignment. The package revealed was shrunken almost to nonexistence. Nonetheless, he jumped when Rick’s stick found his balls.

“That’s a really tiny cock,” I commented sarcastically. “So after everything you called us, this is the cock that makes you happy,” I couldn’t help but have a bit of fun taunting her.

She shook her head vehemently. After she said it several times, they finally realized that she was saying, “That’s my brother.”

“That’s new, a brother and sister burglary team. An inept one at that.” We both chuckled. “So which one is older,” I asked the girl. She nodded her head in the direction of the other burglar. “Hold up a finger to tell me how much younger you he is. She turned and held up the middle fingers on both hands. “Are you telling me that you’re two years younger than he is or are you telling me that you want me to break both of your middle fingers?”

She cringed and held up two fingers on the same hand. She looked remorseful for the first time. “Ever showed him your tits?” She shook her head vigorously. “Your pussy?” Her reaction was even more vehement. “Bet he’s been wanting to see ’em. You look like a girl with a nice rack.” She looked terrified.

“Nobody’s coming back to his house for some time. I think we have plenty of time to show him that nice rack of yours. What do you think?

I was giving her back some of what she’d been giving Sandy and me. Besides, I thought, I’d like to see them myself.

She backed into a pole as she tried to back away. “Ow,” could be heard through her gag.

“Take off that suit you’re wearing,” I was starting to get even more pissed at the girl. She shook her head even as she cringed more. A loud groan came from her brother as the walking stick found his balls. The painful groans continued as the girl began to pull off the Lycra suit she was wearing. She took way too much time. To speed up the process I landed another blow on her brother’s balls.

The groans which had died down somewhat started afresh following a loud smacking sound. This time the groans were accompanied by tears. She pulled the top half of the Lycra outfit over her head. There was nothing underneath.

“Indeed, a very nice rack,” Sandy said admiringly. He took hold of one only to have her twist away. A smack and a loud howl convinced the girl to turn back and allow herself to be touched. “Almost more here than one guy can handle,” he said as he handled her pulling at her nipples, rolling them between his fingers. Her nipples, already large and dark red expanded even more as he handled them. Though they were hard to see in the low light still he could feel them harden.

“Got some freckles here,” he said as he played with her breasts. “Go on over to your brother there and put one of these fine titties in each of his hands.”

Reluctantly she did as she was told. The burglar’s fingers felt her hard nipples and toyed with them as she crouched behind him. His cock began to respond. “I think he likes that,” Sandy said.

“Marion? That your name, Marion,” Sandy asked. She nodded. “Marion, let’s beylikdüzü escort let him see even more. Come around here and take that suit all the way off.” She moved in front of her brother. She stole a look at his cock which had increased substantially in size. Without further coaxing she took off her shoes. Her pants dropped. She followed them with her panties. Her brother’s cock was just short of hard.

She was lusciously bald. The mound of her pussy was nicely swollen accenting it’s slit.

“Have him put his hands on your pussy.” Sandy was getting into the brother-sister thing. She went behind her brother and put his hand on her pussy. “Stick a finger inside,” Sandy told her as he watched. She took the extended index finger and worked in inside. As the finger was inserted the cock immediately became hard.

“Oh, man, now look what you’ve done,” Sandy pulled her around. Her eyes went wide when she saw her brother’s hard cock. “I think now that you’ve gotten him all hot, you need to get him off.” She again with what voice she could muster and a rapid shaking of her head nixed the idea.

“Kneel,” Sandy ordered. He pinched a nipple. She yelped and dropped to her knees. Sandy cut the strip holding her gag in place. “Go on, you know what to do.”

She took his cock delicately between thumb and forefinger. She leaned toward him opening her mouth narrowly. The tip touched her lips. She recoiled. The stick struck her lightly on the head. She ducked dropping her hold on the cock. She returned to the task, however, and opened wider until the cock could be inserted. “Go on, we want to see his cum running from your mouth.”

“Please,” she said having pulled it out. The walking stick again. Not hard.

She went back to work, distaste showing. Sandy and I watched as she gave her brother the first blow job between them. She worked for some time before a groan escaped him, one of pleasure this time. Another groan and he filled her mouth. Expecting the coming flood, Sandy held the girl’s head against her brother’s groin until it was apparent that he was finished. Cum streamed from her mouth. She gagged and coughed then headed for the laundry tub where she rinsed her mouth.

“Lie down,” I said, “I can’t wait any longer.”

She’d known this was coming. Before lying on the cold concrete floor though, she cobbled together a mattress of sorts using clothing and blankets she found in the laundry area. Then she obediently lay down spreading her legs. “Don’t hurt me,” she pleaded.

By now she was really wet. I pulled on a condom and took my time. I was about there when Sandy began. “Come on,” he said, “I’m about to cum in my pants.

To keep my partner happy I took only a few minutes more before turning the frightened girl over to him. It seemed to me when we both had finished with her that she was much less frightened, but I may have been wrong.

We had them pick up their clothing and the other debris of our encounter which they carried out to their truck. We secured them in their truck. While I was more concerned with the intruders, Sandy had gone back to the stash and cleaned out the safe.

We drove, Sandy in our car and me in their truck, to an area which showed up on our maps as pretty much in the weeds.

I took their clothes and put them in our car along with all the other identification I could find from the truck. I did leave them their license plates.

I attached one of our heaters to the zip strips on the girl’s hands explaining that in thirty minutes it would ignite and burn through her zip strips. Moving, I emphasized, might dislodge it leaving her with no way to get loose. I provided a knife which I told her would be about a hundred yards down the road. This she could use to knife her brother or to cut through his zip strips. Her choice.

Sandy and I drove off fairly certain that two naked individuals without identification would be unlikely to do anything to attract the police. We had at least a thirty minute head start.

As expected, we never heard from them again. We took the stash to Ilysa who we knew would do her investment magic. We had never bothered to count it though it was rather heavy.

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I collapsed on my bed, beginning to think over my life lately. It was no longer a matter of my real, biological family and how they fit into my life. I was fucking my adopted sister, fucking my biological sister, fucking my mom, and playing sex slave to her friends. This was starting to get heavy.

I groaned as I recounted the events of the day, realizing that my mom was whoring me out to her middle-aged friends. I’d put my cock in a few strangers at her fancy lodge, and I cringed whenever I enumerated the women I’d seen there. It was quite possible that I’d boned that blonde bombshell through the gloryhole. It was way more likely however that on the other end of that bathroom stall was some butterfaced, middle-aged lady who hadn’t been touched since her husband started to have an affair with his secretary.

The thoughts swirled around in my head as I began to realize that I was in over my head. I’d ruined my sweetheart deal of boning my two sisters when my mom walked in on that living-room orgy. I found myself curling up into a ball and going to sleep as I realized the full magnitude of my situation.

—–

I woke up to find my mom knocking on my door. I groaned at the idea of more sex; for once I felt burned out and too disgusted by the idea of fucking my mom again. “Yeah?” I asked curtly.

“Hey Jimbo,” my Mom said poking her head in. “The Hodgson’s next door are having problems with their water heater. Will you go fix it for them?”

I began to think of an excuse but realized I liked the idea of getting out of the house for a bit. “Sure thing, mom. Are they the house to the left or the right?”

“The right…” she trailed off as she closed the door. A day of chores and manual labor would help to lift my spirits, or at least keep them from sinking further, I figured.

I groaned as I got out of bed and decided to head to the shower. I wanted nothing more than to clean up, head over to the Hodgson house, and put my mind to work on the water heater. Being able to focus on and accomplish some kind of goal would help clear my head.

I was stirred from my haze of thoughts as I bumped into Vicky in the hallway.

“Hey there bro,” she said with a wink. It’d been awhile since I hid my meat in her petite frame, as I’d been quite preoccupied with my bisexual sister and my nympho mom.

“Hey Vicky…” I shot back, despondent at the sheer awkwardness of my household.

“I’m sorry I’ve been working so much lately.” I began to feign understanding, not really caring. “It’s just that I want to save up a bit of my own money so I can go to school.”

“Oh?” I asked, suddenly interested at her random ambition.

“Well, I figure it’ll help me better myself.” She started twirling her hair on her finger and I realized that her adorable southern twang was starting to come out. I nodded. “Plus, Bella went to college, and she seems to be doing awful good.”

That was a bit confusing. Bella had done a couple years at college, but she didn’t have much to show for it besides a posse of other nympho lesbians. “What do you mean?”

“Well she’s just seen so much of the world,” she started, looking down as she played coy. “Plus, you seem to’ve taken an awful big shinin’ to her.”

I realized that my recent distractions, namely pounding Bella’s pink little snatch, had made Vicky a bit jealous. A pang of guilt shot through me as I realized Vicky had probably played second-fiddle to Bella for most of her life. Bella was by far the prettier one with a better body, and had gotten way further in school. On top of that, Bella was also my parents’ biological daughter, rather than adopted. “Oh, I’m just trying to be friendly,” I blurted as I realized that I’d been pondering Vicky for too long.

“Well don’t forget about me! What we were doing was a lot of fun. At least I thought so, didn’t you?” Her lip began to quiver as I realized her genuine insecurity. Her lack of experience and my sudden dropoff in sexual interest must have devastated her confidence, and I suddenly felt like the biggest douchebag.

“Of course I did Vicky, you’re amazing!” A small smile began to escape, but she still appeared to be on the verge of tears. “I’ve just been super busy lately around the house, and you’ve been working so much…” She came around and I could see a look of relief sweep across her face. “What can I do to make it up to you, hon?” I asked as I put my arm around her to comfort her.

“Well…” she began as she started walking down the hall with me. “It’s been awhile,” she grinned and stepped forward to do a twirl in front of me. I looked at her bony frame in her tight boyshorts. She had no real curves, but her entire body just screamed “pick me up and fuck my brains out.” Her little blue eyes gleamed back at me and I realized that her pixy haircut only made her look more adorable.

Despite all of the recent events, I felt a twitch in my boxers as I considered plowing Vicky again. “I think I can help out,” I whispered, taking her by the hand and leading bakırköy escort her to the bathroom down the hall.

“We have to hurry,” she blurted as she closed the door behind us and locked it. “Mom’s showering and then she’ll want breakfast, and Bella’s still asleep.” I grinned at the thought of Bella’s perky tits heaving as she slept, and my mom’s muscular frame soaping up in the shower.

“I have an idea, but it’s kind of weird,” I suggested. Vicky didn’t seem hesitant at all and started pulling off her tanktop. Her tiny breasts stared back at me, nipples erect and ready for action. I licked my lips as I continued, “I assume you’ve gotten familiar enough with playing with yourself?” She nodded as one hand drifted down into her boyshorts, and I saw her begin to touch herself. “Well, some girls like to have the guy put it in their…butt. You know, while they touch themselves. It feels good in more than one way!” She bit her lip as she thought it over. She didn’t seem reluctant or scared, but more like she was trying to visualize how it would work.

“Ok, I’ll do it!” she beamed. She immediately began to peel off her boyshorts, and I loosened my sweatpants to pull my dick out. “How do we want to do this?”

My cock started stiffening at the sight of my sister naked, and I realized that Vicky was an entirely untapped resource. I’d had sex with girlfriends before, but never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I’d have a girl like this at my beck and call, waiting to let me toss it in her virgin asshole. “Bend over hon,” I motioned to the sink and she approached it, presenting her hindquarters to me.

I approached her and wondered how to go about it, as I’d never had anal sex before. Going off what I’d seen in the movies, I decided to moisten my cock. “Hang on a sec,” I assured her as I grabbed her by the hips and started to rub the head of my cock around her cunt. I could feel the heat emanating from her loins. As I rubbed the tip against her lips, I could’ve sworn I felt steam condensating around the shaft. She let out a quiet moan at the feeling of my cock at her front door, so I decided to bring it around to the back. I pointed my cock at her asshole and gave a slight thrust.

“I don’t know that this is going to work,” Vicky said with a deep concern.

“Hang on,” I knew that time was of the essence. I pushed hard, feeling a slight give. She drew back a little, and I realized that I was going to need a little more than some pussy juice to take a crack at this virgin asshole. I let go of Vicky and dropped down to my knees, holding her ass at my face level. I took a deep whiff of her musky cunt, and went for it. I buried my face in between her tiny little ass-cheeks, basking in the feeling of her cool flesh around me. I shot my tongue out and began licking up and down, realizing that I was moistening up her asshole the only other way I knew how.

“Oooh, Jim,” she cooed. The little slut liked having her asshole licked! I shot my tongue further into her crack and felt her push back against me, starting to buck. She used one hand to pull my hair into her asshole, and the other started to drift to her cunt.

“Are you playing with yourself, Vicky?” I mumbled as I tongued her taint.

“Mmmmm, mmhmmmmmm,” she moaned in response.

I realized that her cute little asshole was now dripping with my saliva. As much as I was beginning to enjoy the taste of her puckered little asshole, I knew that we had precious little time. I stood up and grabbed her hips again, and thrust my throbbing cock as hard as I could against her asshole.

“OHHHHHHHHHHH,” she squealed loudly. Her hand shot up to her mouth as she realized she’d been too loud, and I felt her asshole around my cock. It was unbelievably tight, and it took me a second to realize I could move it without tearing her. I slowly began to work my cock in and out, reaching around to fondle her tits. She moaned as I bent her upwards, allowing her to watch herself in the mirror over the sink.

“Do you like that?” I whispered in her ear. We were making eye contact in the mirror as I slowly pumped in and out of her asshole.

“Yeahhhh,” she moaned too loudly again.

I covered her mouth with my free hand and started building up a rhythm. “Do you miss feeling my big fucking cock in you?” I whispered again. She nodded and I felt her lose a beat in her rhythm as she focused on touching herself.

“Do you like feeling my dick in your asshole sweetheart?” I whispered again, finding myself incredibly turned on by the dirty talk.

She nodded again. I pinched her nipple and heard a muffled moan escape from her mouth into my hand.

“Vicky??” I heard Bella outside the door. Vicky’s eyes grew wide as she realized we were about to be caught fucking in the bathroom.

I released my hand from her mouth. “Y..yeah?” She was trying to talk without sounding like she had a hard cock in her asshole, and it was taking every ounce of concentration.

“I need the bathroom soon beşiktaş escort ok?”

“Ooo…oh…ok,” Vicky let out.

“Are you ok in there?”

My pounding was increasing; I was nearing the point of no return. I knew that I’d fucked Bella senseless, and been the center of an orgy with 4 of her college friends, but I also knew that she wouldn’t take too kindly to me pounding her little sister’s cunt senseless. As a result, I needed to keep it quiet but I also needed to fill Vicky’s asshole with a river of hot, white semen.

“Yyy..yeah, I’m ok,” Vicky was getting the hang of speaking while she brought me to orgasm. “Sss…stomach problems.”

“Ew, ok, well turn on the fan!” Bella shouted and walked away. I turned on the fan to cover the noise as I was about to cum.

“OHHHHHHHHHHH, SHIT VICKY!” I moaned into her ear as I felt her cute little ass pushing back against my body. We’d stopped thrusting and now I was balls deep in her asshole, her tight insides gripping every inch of my cock. She pushed harder back and my cock started bucking, shooting rope after rope inside of my sister’s tiny ass.

“JIMMMMM,” she moaned out loud as she fought the volume of her orgasm. Her hands were working furiously over her clit, and I realized that she’d given up on playing with her tits and now had a few fingers inside of herself. I felt her begin to quake and push back against me, the cool sweat of her back sticking to my bare chest. Each wave of the orgasm rode its way through her body, and she almost fell back against me as I wrapped her naked chest in my arms.

“See?” I smiled as I kissed her on the cheek and neck. “You still mean a lot to me.” She smiled at me in the mirror as I pulled my cock out of her ass. “Did you like it in the butt?”

“Yeah,” she whispered, turning to face me. “I don’t know, it’s different. The whole experience was good, but I like it in my cooter a lot more.”

I nodded, understanding. “Well, thanks for trying it, I’d never done it that way before.”

A smile shone across her face as she realized she was there to share an important moment with me. “It was still great! We can still do it sometimes!”

I laughed. “Sounds good babe. I’m going to sneak out, why don’t you hop in the shower?” She giggled and turned to the shower. I slapped her on the ass with a laugh and snuck out of the bathroom, being sure that Bella couldn’t see me coming out of there.

—–

Having pumped my little sister full of my seed, I was ravenous with hunger. I sat down to a huge plate of bacon and eggs for breakfast.

“So Jim, what are you doing today?” Bella asked me with a genuine curiousity.

“I need to go over to the Hodgsons,” I replied, my mouthful of bacon.

“Well they’re the sweetest people,” she answered from her spot across the table. “I think it’s good that you’re helping them.”

“What are you doing today?” I asked.

“I’m going to talk to my advisor from the community college, I need to make sure that my credits will count if I transfer to somewhere else.”

“Ah, that’s important.” I was losing interest. “Mom said the Hodgson’s are to the right of our house?”

“Yeah,” Vicky chimed in. “They need our help. Mr. Hodgson has a problem with the alcohol.”

“That’s a shame.”

“Yeah, and on top of that they had a girl who got pregnant real young!”

“Oh that’s terrible. How old was she?”

“Oh, I don’t know, about…16? 17?” Vicky looked to Bella for confirmation.

“Yeah, somewhere around there. Total slut, couldn’t keep her legs closed. As if it wasn’t tough enough for her mom.”

“Well, I’ll be glad to help then,” I began to clear my place. “I don’t know how long I’ll be over there, but I should be home for dinner.”

“Ok big boy,” Vicky said with a wave as Bella’s eyebrows raised. “We’ll see you later!”

—–

As I approached the Hodgson house I heard screaming. I was reluctant to run into a house full of strangers, but hearing a woman yelling and knowing that the husband was an alcoholic, I began to storm up to the steps.

A tall, bulky white guy bounded out through the screen door, almost knocking me on my wallet as he blew past. I heard something whiz through the air and break against the interior wall. As I got up to recollect myself, I saw the backside of the mystery man’s tanktop and jeans running away from the house at full speed.

I knocked on the door of the Hodgson’s house to be greeted by an auburn-haired woman. “Hi there!” she said with a smile, her accent oozing country bumpkin.

“Hi, Mrs. Hodgson? I’m Jim, Barbara McCoy’s son from next door. Is everything alright?”

“Oh Jim, I’ve heard so much about you!” A glimmer in her eye made me curious about exactly what my mom had told her. “Everything’s fine, that Billy is a bad seed though. He’s always around here trying to make time with my daughter!”

“Is he a local boy?”

“Yeah, he’s the one that knocked up Sylvia a few years ago…she thankfully beylikdüzü escort realized he was garbage and left him to move to the city. But now that classless trash is trying to touch my Sarah, and I’ll have none of it!” I nodded, trying to keep up with the conversation. “My, where are my manners, please come in!” She opened the door for me to come in, careful to point out the broken glass on the floor. “Watch your step, I’m sorry about the mess.”

“No worries ma’am,” I saw her crack a smile at my sign of respect. “I heard y’all were having trouble with the water heater?” I was sure to incorporate the word “y’all” into the conversation, to sound a bit less threatening.

“We sure were, it’s downstairs. The stairwell’s in the kitchen, let me show you.” We began to walk through their quaint house, and I noticed the kitchy decorations and old furniture. I also noticed a few framed photos.

I could clearly see Mrs. Hodgson in the family photos, as her auburn hair seemed to be more red as she was younger. Mr. Hodgson looked like a big guy, maybe military or maybe just that weird redneck/hunter stereotype. I saw an older girl, who must’ve been Sylvia. Her stringy, brown hair was pulled back in a horribly unflattering ponytail. She had a long face and a thin nose, and didn’t seem particularly attractive. I wasn’t sure if she had a slamming body, but couldn’t understand why that punk Billy was so intent on getting in her pants. I guess horny boys were horny boys.

Speaking of which, I noticed a younger girl, who must’ve been Sarah. The photo looked quite dated, and Sarah must have been around 16 at the time. She had a very pretty face, with huge brown eyes that were almost doe-like. Her dirty blonde hair was put up and was clearly curled for the photos, making her look even more exquisite. She had a generic attractiveness to her, but I felt myself getting excited to meet her.

“Here it is,” Mrs. Hodgson pointed me to the door. “Down the stairs and to your left. Let me know if you need any tools or anything, I know Mr. Hodgson has a bunch in the garage.”

“Shouldn’t be any need,” I patted my toolbelt as I headed downstairs.

“I hope you don’t mind if I leave the house Jim,” she said from the top of the stairs as I turned around. “I have to go to work in a bit. You can help yourself to anything in the fridge if you get hungry for lunch.”

“That’s wonderful, thank you.”

“Oh no, thank you honey, we can’t be taking cold showers much longer!”

I waved and headed down the stairs to fix the water heater.

—–

After a few hours I felt my stomach starting to growl and realized that I needed a snack to finish the waterheater. I stood up and wiped my forehead on my sleeve and decided to head upstairs for a snack.

I started rummaging through the fridge to make a sandwich when I sensed someone behind me.

“Hello?”

I turned around to meet the voice and saw someone who could only be Sarah, only grown up. She’d grown up a lot: her tall, slender legs seemed almost endless. She seemed in-shape and her breasts were modestly hidden behind a loose-fitting t-shirt. But nothing could hold a candle to her beautiful face. She had a strong jawline that led to a rounded chin, and her strong nose didn’t have a bend or a curve where it didn’t belong. Her high cheekbones gave the impression that she was a somewhat serious person, along with her perfectly-trimmed eyebrows. Her thick golden curls were swept behind her shoulders, and I was impressed that this woman grew from the young girl I’d seen in the photos.

“Hi, I’m Jim…I’m helping your mom fix the waterheater.”

“Oh, you’re Vicky’s brother!”

“Yeah, do you and Vicky know each other?”

“We’re friends from high school,” she started to get a glass from a cabinet. I sat down to eat my sandwich while we talked. “We still try and hang out, but it’s busy with both of us working and all that.”

“I understand,” I tried to cover my mouth while talking.

“We still tell each other everything though, good friends always do!”

“Everything?” I asked. I was beginning to wonder if my chatty family was starting to tell all the neighbors about my pussy-pounding exploits.

“Pretty much,” she shied away from my eye contact as she sat down with me. “Well, Vicky tells me,” she dropped to a whisper, “that you and her do things.”

I was astonished. My jaw must’ve dropped so low that ham and cheese was falling all over the floor. “Well…”

“Oh your secret’s safe with me, I know y’all are practically strangers.” Finally, someone understood.

“Plus, she’s adopted,” I added to justify it.

“Yeah, that too! Anyways, she said it feels really good, and I know that my sister Sylvia said that making love with a man is the best feeling in the world.”

I fought back the urge to make a joke at Sylvia’s expense. “It feels good for everyone, if you’re doing it right.” I added.

“Well, I want to do it right, that’s why I wanted to practice with Billy…but Ma isn’t having none of it!”

“Well, you don’t want to practice with a guy like Billy…Sylvia did and it didn’t end up well for her, right?”

A look of shame streaked across Sarah’s gorgeous face. “Yeah, but I gotta practice somehow. I feel like I’m missing out on the fun!”

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My friend Kaye and I finally decided to go to the Adult Store and find out just what they have there. We have wanted to go there for some time, but never did. Now we are. I told Kaye to put on her short leather skirt and halter-top with no panties or bra underneath. She, in turn, told me to wear some very loose pants with nothing else under.

This was a Saturday night. We got there about 8:30 and walked in. The first thing we saw was all the sexy clothing. Kaye led the way and started to touch all the silky slinky things. She turned to me and asked if the loose see-thru would look good on her.

There was a couple standing there and the woman told Kaye that she thought it would look great on her and might just try one on herself. The girls looked at each other, the other guy and I looked at each other. We all smiled and I told Kaye, “Go ahead Kaye. Take your halter off and put it on right here.” The guy told his woman “That’s a good idea Kari, you should do the same.”

I turned to him and we introduced ourselves. We then turned to our women and watched as they took their tops off and put their see-thrus on. What a sight. Kaye with her see-thru light black top on and Kari with her snow white see-thru top and black leather pants. Both were looking too sexy but in perfect dress in the Adult Shop.

Kaye turned to me and asked how she looked in it. I stepped up to her, cupped both breasts in my hands, gave her a good feeling up while pinching her nipples in front of our new friends, and said she looked great. Jake seemed to follow my lead and started to do the same to Kari’s large breasts.

We watched them do this until Kaye reached down to hold my cock and balls and said how glad she was that I didn’t wear any underwear. I smiled at her while still holding her breasts and told her how glad I was that she wasn’t wearing any underwear either.

I heard Jake and Kari give us a long hmmmmmmm……Kaye and I turned and watched them both feeling each other up as well. Kaye then dropped her leather top, turned and bent over and away from our friends. Well, this move of hers made her leather skirt move up on her waist and expose her ass and pussy.

Kaye took her time, but then bent her knees and turned towards me so that her face was at my cock level. She looked up at me and said that since she was down there, she might as well have a taste.

She then reached up, grabbed the top of my pants, pulled them down past my cock and took it all the way in. I could feel her mouth, lips and tongue work all over it. She’s so good at this. It all lasted about five seconds until she put my cock back, stood up and told our new friends that sometimes, she just can’t help herself.

Jake and Kari had miles of smiles. They quickly told Kaye that they love to watch and be watched. Kari looked around, then knelt down in front of Jake and did the same to him as Kaye did to me. Only just one thing. Jake was huge. I’m not so bad even if I do say so myself. But Jake had to be over twelve inches.

When Kari stood up and smiled, Kaye told Jake that he had the largest cock she had seen. Jake smiled, thanked her and said that maybe we should all go over to their motel room close to the Adult Store for some refreshments, watch some movies they wanted to buy and maybe some home movies they have. They had a portable TV/VCR, and when they came into town, it also comes with them.

They paid for their movies and her see-through. I bought some liquid KY and Kaye’s see-through. We all decided to let the girls keep wearing their tops. They looked too sexy to be out at night. It’s a good thing it was only a short walk from the Adult Store to the Hotel. A few of the guest did second takes of the girls as we walked through the halls. I’m sure they knew what we were going to up to since the girls seemed to love having their breasts exposed and looked at.

We got to the room and Jake and Kari made us feel right at home. We all got drinks and sat down. They had two queen beds in the room. Kaye and I were on one of them, Jake and Kari on the other. Kari asked Jake to put in one of the movies they had bought at the Adult store. The movie started and it was mostly all climax movies. Lots of moaning, cumming and of course, cum shots everywhere.

To say this was turning us all on was an understatement. I asked Kaye to sit in front of me. I opened my legs wide, she sat down and I proceeded to cup her breasts and pull her nipples. Jake did the same with Kari. I thought this was going ok and took Kaye’s top off. Within minutes, Jake had done the same with Kari. I’ve seen women turned on before, and I can tell you, these babes were steaming.

I turned to Jake and said “you know, we shouldn’t be watching others having fun on the TV. We all should be watching each other getting turned on.” Jake agreed. I told Kaye to come over and sit on the side of the bed facing Jake and Kari. Jake told Kari to come over to the side of the bed and face us. When the girls did istanbul escort this, I slid behind Kaye and cupped her naked breasts and started pulling her nipples again. Watching Jake and Kari, they also started doing the same thing. Watching Jake pull and rub Kari’s bare breasts was giving me a hard-on in the worst case. I had to get some relief.

I reached down and pulled Kay’s leather skirt up and spread her legs wide to show off her pussy. Reaching down I found it to be unusually hot, wet and swollen. This must have looked too sexy for Jake and Kari. After watching me rubbing Kaye’s wet pussy and soaking my fingers on her, Jake told Kari to stand up and do a strip for us. Kari didn’t waste any time. While we watched Kari strip, I reached up to Kaye’s skirt, unzipped it and pulled it down. I also pulled her heals off to get her as naked as Kari was.

Both Jake and I stood up and started taking our clothes off with the girls help. In no time, we all were naked. It was nice getting my clothes off. My hard-on needed some freedom.

Our new friends are really a hot sexy couple. Kari has large breasts and Jake has a huge cock. We were all just kind of looking at each other and wanting each other in many different ways.

I noticed a necklace on Kari that said “BITCH” and I told her she didn’t act like a bitch. She told me she earned that necklace, but would tell me all about it later as she was looking at my cock while I was looking at her breasts. I turned to Kaye and saw she was starring at Jakes hard-on while Jake was looking at her pussy. I knew what she and him both wanted. Maybe we all could have some fun.

“Jake” I said, “Two of the things I loved doing in school was Follow the Leader and Show & Tell. Do you two want to follow my lead?” Jake and Kari both smiled and said sure. Just then, a woman on the TV just shouted “OH YES…MORE!!!!” as cum hit the side of her face. We all just laughed and I said “Lets have some fun of our own.”

I told Kaye and Kari to stand in front of us, which they did. I reached up and cupped Kaye’s breasts in my hands and told Jake how nice her breasts always felt to me and that I loved to feel her up…. Especially in public…and now I wanted him to feel her up too.

We all just smiled and Jake moved in front of Kaye, brought his hands up and started feeling her breasts. Kaye’s breasts seemed to grow in his hands while he squeezed, pulled and felt her breasts and nipples. I couldn’t help but notice Kaye moving side to side and looked down and saw Jakes cock standing up between them. Kaye was rubbing it with her belly. Knowing her, she was getting cock hungry.

After about two minutes of this, Jake moved away from Kaye and moved in front of Kari. He took her breasts in his hands and told me that he too loved the feel of Kari’s breasts and now he too wanted me to feel them for myself. He then let go of them and stepped back over to Kaye.

I moved in front of Kari, brought my hands up and took hold of her breasts and squeezed them. I won’t say Kari’s breasts were better than Kaye’s, just different. Kaye’s breasts are smaller but firmer than Kari’s. Kari’s breasts are larger and softer than Kaye’s. Both woman’s breasts felt nice and looked too sexy.

Looking at Kari and feeling her breasts was a terrific turn-on for me. Kari also started moving side to side, rubbing her belly against my hard-on. I could feel Kari’s breasts swelling in my hands and her nipples were large and hard. Looking over at Jake and Kaye, they were getting very turned on. Jake was really pulling and squeezing on them. Kaye had lust written all over her face, and for that matter, so did we all.

I let go of Kari’s breasts and told Jake I had something else to share with him. He let go of Kaye’s breasts and stood back. I told Kaye to get on all fours on the bed with her knees on the edge and her legs hanging over. She did this and Jake told Kari to do the same. Gosh, what a sight! Two sexy mature women, naked, on all fours, on the edge of a bed, their breasts hanging down, their asses high in the air and waiting for us to do what we wanted.

I asked Kaye to open her legs a little wider to show off her pussy for us, which she did. I then reached over, grabbed the liquid KY and poured some all over Kaye’s ass hole and let it run down to her pussy. I then told Jake just how lucky I was to be able to stick my fingers inside her and feel her pussy grip and squeeze on each finger.

I then started to rub the liquid KY all over her ass hole and pussy. After all my fingers were well lubed, I started feeling Kaye from the inside, one finger at a time. Jake and Kari just watched me as I used each finger on both hands to touch her everywhere in her pussy. Kaye was moaning all this time and moving her ass from side to side. She was enjoying this, for sure, exposing her ass and pussy for everyone to enjoy.

Jake watched me the whole time without avcılar escort saying a word, but he was turned on. His cock was really swollen. So was mine, but not like his. Jake asked me to come over to Kari. Jake took the liquid KY and also poured it all around Kari’s ass hole and down her pussy. Kari had a completely bald pussy. Unlike Kaye who keeps her pussy hair very short, Kari had no pubic hair at all. Too cute! Kaye moved over to watch too.

Jake started rubbing Kari’s pussy all over and around. Looking down, I could see her swollen clit growing. Her whole sex was swollen and dripping wet from the attention Jake was giving her. Jake was a little more aggressive with Kari than I was with Kaye. Jake was soon to use two fingers at a time that make Kari moan for more. Kari was also very turned on and all I could do was watch her squirm under his touch.

Jake then turned to me and asked me to try for myself. Jake moved to Kaye and started rubbing her ass with both of his wet KY hands. I moved up to Kari and also started rubbing her ass. Kari started moving from side to side and forward to back. She also put her face on the bed and reached back, opened her ass cheeks wide and said…YES.

How could I resist? I moved my hand down to her pussy and started rubbing her bare clit all around. As I noticed a difference between the two women’s breasts, the same was true with the feel of their pussies. Both were swollen, wet and hungry for attention.

I started rubbing Kari’s clit, then moved my fingers, one at a time inside her. As Kaye’s pussy grips and pulls on my fingers when they are inside her, Kari’s pussy did the same thing to me, but differently. It was new, fresh, different and oh, soo exciting.

Kari moved side to side and all around while I felt her pussy inside and out. As Jake did, I then started using two fingers at a time. This babe was about to cum and told me so. I kept up this pace until she exploded. Looking over at Jake and Kaye, they too were also turned on with each other. Jake had huge hands and with one of them squeezing her ass and the other with two fingers pumping in and out of Kaye’s pussy, she exploded with a muffled scream into the pillow her face was in. It was then that I decided that there were two cocks in this room that needed some attention too.

I stepped back from Kari and Jake stepped back from Kaye. I reached over on the bed and grabbed two pillows and tossed them on the floor in front of Jake and I. Then I asked Kaye to kneel down in front of me. Jake then asked Kari to also kneel down in front of him. I then moved up to Kaye so that my hard-on was just in front of her face. I couldn’t help but notice Kari’s face almost next to Kaye’s, watching and knowing what’s going to happen next.

I then told Jake, also, how lucky I am that Kaye loves to give blowjobs. As he and Kari saw in the Adult Store, Kaye sometimes gives me a quick suck or a long blowjob. Its all good and I enjoy it whenever she does this. I then told Kaye that I want her to show our new friends just how good her blowjobs are to me.

Kaye has always been talented at oral sex. But really what happens inside her mouth is as exciting as what shows outside her lips. Kaye does this thing with her tongue that when my cock is inside her mouth, she wraps her tongue all over the head of my cock and licks it over and over.

I love it when she closes her eyes and starts with a soft moaning while gently pulling and rubbing my balls. When Kaye wants to deep throat me and take me all the way down, she pushes her tongue out while taking my cock in to make room for me to slide down.

While I love my cock being deep inside her pussy, I also love being deep inside her throat. In and out, she now takes me while pulling my balls. I can’t help watching Kari next to Kaye, panting and wetting her lips as Kaye works on my cock.

I then stood back as Jake moved up to Kari. She knew what to do and without using hands, took this monster cock inside her lips and her mouth. Kaye moved to Kari for a closer look. I watched as Kari took Jake deep down, then moved him out. Slowly in, then out, over and over. She then started using her hands, first on his balls, then on his shaft.

Pulling and stroking. Rubbing and feeling. She slowly starts to take Jake deeper inside her throat. I watched in amazement as Kari opened wider and wider as more and more of his cock moved deeper in her mouth. She did this over and over and turned us all on with her skill.

Jake then moved back and smiled at me. He said he wants me to enjoy the same feelings he gets when Kari sucks on him. I, in turn, tell Jake that I too want him to enjoy the same feelings I get when Kaye sucks on me. With that, I moved up to Kari as Jake moved up to Kaye. Both girls wet their lips as they watch us moved our cocks up to their face.

When I got to Kari, she looked at me eye to eye, smiled and took me deep in her mouth. I couldn’t şirinevler escort help but watch Kaye also smile as Jake moved up to her with his huge cock. He put it right up to Kaye’s lips. I watched as Kaye stuck her tongue out and took Jakes cock deep in her mouth.

At this same time, I’m watching Kari start to gently kiss and lick the head of my cock. She started at the tip and kissed it all around and over in the most softest and most gentle way. After kissing my cock, Kari moved down to my balls and started softly kissing and sucking on them. I could feel her hands move up to my ass and she gently started rubbing all over and around. I also watched Kaye kissing, licking and sucking on Jakes cock and balls. We both enjoyed this feeling and let these sexy women use their skills on us.

I loose track of time as I watched Kari work on me and Kaye work on Jake. With both girls softly moaning and rubbing their clits, I know its time for Jake and I to put our cocks to good use. I moved back from Kari and rubbed my fingers in her hair. She looked at me with a sad look as Jake moved back from Kaye.

I tell Jake that there is something else I would like to show him about Kaye and would he be interested? He said sure and I asked Kaye to move up to the bed on all fours so her legs are hanging over the side like before. Jake said the same thing to Kari and both girls get next to each other on the bed as we asked.

I move behind Kaye and tell Jake that having sex with Kaye is one of the best things we do. I tell him that I just love the feeling of my cock in her wet pussy and I especially love the feeling of her cunt milking me as I pump in and out of her. With that, I moved behind Kaye and placed my cock to her pussy. I hold myself there and let go as I feel Kaye move back to impale herself on me. I, in turn, pushed forward and felt her open up as I placed my cock deep inside her.

As we get into our moves, I leaned forward, grabbed her breasts, and asked her out loud if she really wants Jake to fuck her with that monster cock of his. Well, I could have gotten the same reaction by pouring gasoline on a fire. Kaye starts to moan, move, shake and cum like I haven’t seen her in a long time. I stayed with her and let her enjoy this release with my cock deep inside.

I turn to look and Jake is moving behind Kari. He has the KY in his hand and is pouring some on his cock. He then starts rubbing it all over his hard-on and puts it up to Kari’s pussy. She moves back in a quick motion and takes almost all of his cock in one push. At the same time Jake moved forward and spears her with his monster shaft.

They also get into a fast pace as he builds up, moving in and out of her, and he starts asking her over and over, “Do you want to fuck him? Do you want to fuck him? Do you want to fuck him?” Kari moans back loudly saying, “Yes, I want to fuck him! I want his cock! I want his cum inside me! I want to fuck him hard!” They get faster and faster until Kari freezes. Jake keeps pumping on her as fast as ever until Kari starts shaking, quivering and moaning as her release overtakes her.

Jake slows down and pulls out of Kari’s bare pussy. He hasn’t cum yet and neither have I. I think we both want to cum inside the other’s woman. As if on cue, both girls look at each other, giggle, get up and go to the bathroom.

Jake and I look at each other, laugh and fix a round of drinks. Jake tells me that Kaye and I have really turned him and Kari on to the max. I tell him that they too have turned Kaye and I on. I also tell him that I can tell that Kaye is very turned on by his huge cock and that I’m sure she wants him badly.

He tells me that Kaye really turns him on and that he knows her pussy would feel great on his cock after the way she squeezed his fingers while they were inside her. He also told me that Kari is very into anal sex and that she will probably want me inside her ass before the night is over.

This makes me smile as I explain to Jake that Kaye and I are also into anal sex and that if he would go slow with her and use a lot of liquid KY, she would love to have his cock all the way up her ass. We both laugh at this take another sip of our drinks.

With that, the girls come back in. We give them their drinks and they both come up to us and give us a hug and deep kiss. Kaye pulls back and while stroking my cock, whispers in my ear that they just gave each other an enema, are both very clean and would it be ok if she lets Jake fuck her in the ass since Kari wants me to fuck her there too.

I feel myself getting harder in her hand as I whisper back to take him slowly and use lots of KY. I then notice Kari also stroking Jakes cock while whispering in his ear. I suppose she too is asking him the same question.

Kaye kisses me again and steps back as Kari does the same with Jake. They both grab a pillow and place it in front of Jake and I and ask us to stand up. Kari looks in my eyes as she kneels down with my cock at her lips, smiles, tells me she needs my cock to fuck her good tonight, opens her mouth and takes me all the way in.

I watch Kaye kneel in front of Jake, taking his cock at her lips, smiles at him, tells him she wants him to fuck her hard tonight with his monster cock, opens her mouth and starts giving him the blowjob she knows how to give.

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I stepped out onto the patio of my townhome apartment and pulled the door closed behind me. The sunny afternoon was muggy and warm, not the best weather for a run, but it was now or never. Tucking my phone into my armband, I plugged in my headphones and as I was raising the earbuds to my ears the sound of a door slamming startled me. It came from the apartment beside mine. Walking around the wooden dividing fence, I saw one of my neighbors angrily flinging leaves off his patio with an old straw broom. He huffed in frustration.

“Hey, Nick,” I said, cautiously stepping onto his patio. “Everything okay?”

He looked up and scowled. His chiseled, tan face was already damp with sweat. “You ever get so pissed off that you just start cleaning?” he asked sharply. He yanked a chair out from under the glass-top patio table and swept underneath it.

I laughed. “Uh, no. Not ever,” I told him, shaking my auburn ponytail. “What’s got you all bent out of shape?”

Nick paused to lean the broom against the dividing fence and lifted the hem of his gray t-shirt up to wipe off his forehead. His taught six pack was nicely defined in his deep tan. Releasing the shirt, he looked back at me through dark blue eyes and stretched his arms over his head, flexing his huge biceps. I felt my mouth go dry and a tingle spring up between my legs. Nick is hot, and he knows it.

“Nothing important,” he said finally, shaking his head dismissively. “You going out for another run?”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “What do you mean ‘another’ run?”

He shrugged one shoulder. “I saw you this morning while I was walking the dogs.” I noticed that he emphasized the “I.”

“Don’t you and Kelly usually walk them together?” I asked.

“Not when she’s being a bitch and complaining about everything,” he spat. He snatched the broom from its spot and began swatting at the leaves again.

That explains it. “Well if you two get into it again, feel free to come clean my place,” I said with a smirk, turning away.

Nick laughed. “Yeah okay,” he said sarcastically.

“You know, whenever I get pissed, I workout,” I said over my shoulder.

“Did that already.”

I was about to leave, but I realized I had an opening that I just had to take. I turned to face him with a mischievous smile.

“You know what’s also a good way to blow off steam?” I ventured, stepping around the table. His eyes darkened as he looked down at me. “A long, hard cardio workout.” His eyes swept up my body from my hot pink running sneakers to the teal and purple tiger-striped Lycra leggings to the loose-fitting heather gray racerback tank. He leaned the broom against the fence again and closed the distance between us with one short step. His firm pecs were just inches away from my breasts and my nipples instantly hardened when his chest lightly brushed against mine.

“What kind of long, hard cardio would kadıköy escort you suggest?” he asked, his voice thick and deep.

I had to stand on my tip toes to be eye level and when I did, he dragged me into a kiss. But as suddenly as he’d grabbed me, he released me and stepped back. Nick shook his head then gave me a sheepish half smile.

“Sorry. Just saw an opening, I guess.” He took another step backwards. “I should go.”

He retrieved the broom and reached around me to push the chair back under the table.

“Enjoy your run.”

Nick turned away and opened the door but I caught his wrist as he stepped into the air conditioned back hallway of his apartment.

I followed him the few steps into the hallway, pushed him back against the door as it closed and kissed him. Our tongues fought for space as our hands rapidly explored each other’s bodies. I finally got to caress that six pack that I’d drooled over each time I’d seen him at the pool as his hands cupped my full breasts, which I’d seen him staring at on more than one occasion. His cock was impressively big and hard as steel under his red basketball shorts. I wrapped one leg around his hips and he lifted me so I could do the same with the other. Suddenly he broke the kiss and we locked eyes.

“Kelly will be back in an hour,” he panted.

“Then hurry up,” I said.

Nick pressed his lips to mine again and we kissed deeper and faster as he turned around and carried me up the stairs to his bedroom. Not wasting any time, he set me down on the high bed and yanked my leggings and panties down to my ankles. He dropped to his knees at the edge of the bed and buried his face between my legs. I gasped sharply when I felt his warm, soft tongue quickly slide across my clit then plunge into my slick pussy. His held my hip tightly with one hand as he suddenly drove two fingers into my channel. Nick twisted and flexed his fingers inside me then began to suck on my clit. My gasping breaths became echoing moans. I clutched the bedspread and begged him not to stop.

“Mmmm…Nick…I’m so close…”

He pulled away and climbed to his feet, shoving his shorts down over his thick thighs. His cock sprang free, standing at attention. I quickly sat up and, wrapping my hand around the wide shaft, I began to lick circles around the head. Nick sighed and he rested his hands on my head.

“Uhh… Kelly never goes down on me…” he moaned. “Oh my god your mouth feels so good!”

He rocked his hips towards my mouth as I bobbed my head faster. Slipping a hand between his legs, I gently cradled his balls in my palm. I heard him draw in a sharp breath when I began to carefully squeeze and release them.

“I’m…gonna…cum…” he panted.

Nick reached down and seized my shoulders, hauling me to my feet. He quickly spun me around üsküdar escort and, walking me around to the adjacent side of the bed bent me forward over it. The mattress was so high off the floor that I didn’t have to bend my knees or stand on my toes. Grasping my hips with both hands, he rubbed the head of his cock against my soaked entrance, letting it slip in and out a couple times. Then, tightening his grip, he quickly drove his ten inches deep into my throbbing pussy. I cried out with that sweet mixture of pleasure and pain, resting my forehead against the mauve bedspread. He withdrew completely and paused.

“Look up,” he said, his voice strained.

Lifting my head, I saw myself in the mirrored doors of the closet. My auburn hair was falling from its elastic band and my eyes were wide as Nick loomed over me, his hands tightly holding my hips. We made eye contact in the mirror and he thrust in as far as he could go, the tip of him bumping into my cervix. I watched his face as he thrust into my pussy until I couldn’t concentrate on anything but the building orgasm. He moaned louder and so did I. Our moans became cries that echoed throughout the room as he pounded faster and faster. I pushed my hips back towards him and did my best to match his pace.

“Harder, Nick. Fuck me harder!” I cried into the mattress.

Nick happily complied, yanking my hips back as he slammed harder and deeper. It hurt, but in the best way possible. I shuddered as I felt his swinging balls slapping into my clit. He leaned forward over me and held onto my shoulders as his pace quickened. I knew my roommate was home, so I didn’t want to get too loud, but being impaled on Nick’s amazing pole was too much to control. We’d heard Kelly’s moans through the wall a few times. He really was that good. He stood again and wrapped his hands back around my hips. The first orgasm crashed into me like a speeding car hitting a wall. I reached for a pillow to muffle my cry, but Nick knocked them into the floor.

“I want to hear you scream, baby,” he said through gritted teeth, pounding ever faster.

A ragged scream escaped my lips as wave after wave of pleasure washed through my body. I began to involuntarily shake and Nick reached around my waist to quickly rub and pinch my clit. With each brush of his fingers, my body convulsed. The walls of my pussy clenched around his cock and he threw back his head with a wavering moan.

A second orgasm was building when I felt his cock twitching inside my dripping canal. He was really close.

“Do you want me to cum in your pussy, or somewhere else?” he groaned into my ear.

“Wherever you want,” I gasped. “Just don’t stop! Fuck me as hard as you can!”

Nick rapidly picked up the pace and his fingers tightened around my hip bones. He thrust in harder and deeper than I ever imagined was possible. I had no tuzla escort moans left. The only sounds coming from my mouth were sharp cries of pain and ecstasy. I was on the edge of a second full-body orgasm when Nick slammed in one last time and came with a loud, deep moan that I’d never heard through the wall. That pushed me over the edge and the second orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks.

He collapsed onto me and we lay still on the bed, trying to catch our breaths. I could feel his heart racing against my back. His cock was still rock hard when he rolled away onto his back. Glancing up at the clock, I saw that we had about fifteen minutes left before Kelly was expected to be home. I crawled over to him and, holding his cock with a hand, began to quickly suck the glistening head. His hips twitched upward and he put a hand on my shoulder.

“I can’t…cum again…” he panted.

I looked up at him and winked. I carefully licked every drop of my juice and his cum off his cock. Nick’s hands drifted up to my head and he pulled the elastic from around my ponytail, letting my hair spill around my shoulders. He swept it back up into a ponytail and held on with both hands as he rocked his hips up to my mouth. I swirled my tongue back and forth around the thick shaft when I moved my head down and sucked hard when I raised back up. I looked up and saw that Nick had his head back and eyes closed. I moved faster and his moaning grew louder. Suddenly he thrust upwards into my mouth, his cock slipped slightly down into my throat, and he came with an echoing yell. His body jerked and jumped as hot cum splashed into the back of my throat. Dropping back onto the bed, Nick released my hair and gasped for breath.

“I’ll…come get you…next time…she starts…a fight…”

I smiled. “Speaking of fights, you might want to clean up,” I told him. “Yourself and this room.”

I stood and held out a hand to him which he accepted. I pulled up my panties and leggings as I watched him undress. He kicked off his sneakers and pulled off his socks, shorts, and shirt. The sight of him completely naked, and knowing what he was capable of, had my mouth watering. But I had to forcefully remind myself that I needed to leave. I was turning towards the door when he grabbed me from behind and pulled me back against his chest. I could feel that his cock was beginning to harden again.

“I’m off tomorrow,” he purred.

I pivoted on my heel and faced him. “Me too.” I stood on tiptoe and wrapped a hand around his shaft then slowly sucked his earlobe between my lips. Nick sighed against my neck. Quickly releasing him, I skipped out of the bedroom towards the staircase. I left his apartment through the backdoor then jogged around to the front of the building so that I could enter my apartment through the front door like I always did after a run. My roommate was sitting cross-legged on the couch with a bowl of popcorn in her lap and a wide grin on her face. I frowned at her.

“What?” I asked as I closed the door and kicked off my sneakers.

“You should’ve been here!” she declared, practically beaming. “Nick and Kelly were fucking again.”

I did my best to stifle a smile as I walked past her towards the staircase.

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My mountain bike ride left me muddy, and with a serious leg pump. Even after the 45 minute drive home from the local hills, my legs were burning, and I had to gingerly walk into my condo. I started the shower and began stretching my legs again. The hot water would be just the thing I needed to loosen up.

I finished washing myself off, scrubbing away the caked-on mud, making sure to pay a little extra attention to my crotch area. With my body still filled with endorphins, it was easy to create a super-hard erection. Just the thing I needed to get a good shave. I grabbed the bottle of gel, sprayed a good portion on my hand and lathered up my cock, balls, and ass crack. Placing the hand-held shower head on the floor, I leaned back against the wall tiles, and squatted down as I worked in the foam. I used my right hand to work my shaft, in a slow, but tight gripping stroke, encapsulating my cock head on the up stroke, and dragging my fingers across and under my balls on the down. My left hand reached behind me and stroked my crack and sensitive asshole. Probing my hole, I could feel my balls tighten, wanting to release their bounty across the stall. I got myself in a good rhythm, and brought myself to the brink when I stopped. Tightly squeezing my cock at the base, I kept my load inside, teasing myself. I had to shave first before I lost my erection.

I grabbed the triple-bladed razor and started with my ass. Having consistently shaved my nether regions, I only needed to make a few passes to clean up whatever stubble had grown back. I stood back up and started to put the edge on one of my bikini lines when I heard some one calling for me. It was Gail, my gorgeous, but platonic next-door neighbor.

We moved into our new development condos the same weekend. My friends combined with her friends made it a big party, and turned a moving day into a pleasurable experience. There seemed to be a mutual attraction that first day, but by the time our friends left late in the evening, combined with moving exhaustion, neither one of us was ready to make a move on it. Over the next year we realized we were not compatible as a couple, let alone roommates. Plain and simple: she’s a slob, I’m a neat-freak; other than boring aerobics and pilates, she’s not athletic in the least sense, while I can’t play enough sports; she needs a lot of attention, and I travel a lot for business. Regardless of our differences, we had a solid friendship, and enjoyed each others company, and nothing further, until now.

“Jack? Jack where are?” she called, in my leg cramped state I did not lock the front door and she must have let herself in. “I need to borrow your can opener. I seemed to have lost mine again,” she yelled out. Actually she had already lost one of hers before, and one of mine; don’t ask me how.

I did not want her to find me because of my obvious compromising position. I was hoping she’d hear the shower and get the hint. When I heard her call for me again I realized I left both my bedroom and bathroom doors open. With the angle of my mirrored closet doors aiming at the clear glass enclosures of the shower stall, I could easily be seen as soon as she hit the bedroom entry. Just when I dropped the razor and exited the stall to try and wrap a towel around myself, she saw me.

I was somewhat hunched over, my hard cock pointing skyward and its tight ball sac forming a foundation to perch from, both covered in shaving cream. The cock slit was in plain view as my leakage of pre-cum had cleaned it off. I had just finished one side of my bikini lines, so I had a half cream-covered pubic mound. After she took in my manhood, I blushed as our eyes met. A Cheshire-cat smile spanned her face. Sing-songingly she called me: “Jack, you’re such a big boy. I never knew what you were packing under your Lycra shorts every time you went riding. Silly me, I was always focused on that tight ass of yours.” She approached me, her eyes burning with lust, and unconsciously licked her lips.

“I, uh, I, …,” I was stunned, but could feel my cock swell with another rush of blood as it knew what it wanted. Now standing at the bathroom door, she was reveling in all that I had to offer. She was bare-foot and wearing a light and flimsy mid-thigh length sundress that buttoned from the chest all the way down the front. bakırköy escort Not that she had it buttoned as about three buttons on the top and two from the bottom were unattached. Her good sized breasts did not appear to be in a bra, and her tan legs revealed she had recently been lying out at the community pool. “You, ah, you seemed . . .” I stuttered out before she cut me off.

“And what’s with the shaving cream, pretty-boy. How’d you know I liked my fuck-boys smooth?” Walking into the bathroom, she passed me carrying the can opener. Placing it under my chin, she used it to stand me straight up. She lowered the toilet seat, and sat down opposite of the shower. Crossing her legs she flashed me a hint of hot pink panties. “Please, don’t let me interrupt. Finish. Don’t pay any attention to little ol’ me,” she said coyly as she grabbed the shower door, “Let’s just leave the door open.”

I complied but was still in a state of shock. I picked up the razor with a trembling hand and tried to finish my other bikini line. After two passes that were somewhat ineffective, I looked up at her to see she had unfastened the remaining buttons and was massaging her pussy through her satiny pink panties with one hand, and gently caressing her breasts with the other. It was this slap into reality that I needed to get my mind where it should be, and I let a moan of approval at her display. I started shaving my balls, using long slow strokes from back underneath up to the base of my cock. I made sure to look her in the eyes as I dragged the razor across my sac. Her hand motion on her satin-covered pussy was still slow, but more forceful as she dug her fingers into her gash. A wet spot was rapidly forming and expanding under her fingers as her pussy leaked its juice. I placed the razor against my cock’s base and lightly shaved off the small amount of stubble, leaving my cock silky smooth. Placing the razor down, I worked the remaining cream into my newly shaved areas. Slowly jacking my cock, we stared into each others eyes as my hand angled it straight up my belly. Gail grabbed her panties and pinched them to ride inside her soaking gash. Pulling them tight against her pussy, she wedged them so far in that her outer lips enveloped the material, making part of them unseen. Her gyrations seemed to be focused on rubbing her clit. She let go of her breast, and with her free hand pulled her panties out and to one side and pushing a finger into her velvet tunnel. Her other hand’s fingers slowly stroked her clit’s hood, playing peek-a-boo to my eyes with its little hidden nub. In a deliberate pace of in and out, her finger became shiny wet; my hand had a vise grip on my cock, pumping at a good pace. I had to fuck her, so I grabbed the shower head to rinse off.

“Hey wait a minute; it looks like you missed a couple spots. You need a little help.” She stood; dropping the dress off her shoulders, and took the razor in her hand. Stepping into the shower she grabbed the can of gel, and sprayed some on her hand. She smoothed it on the missed spots of my bikini line, and then surprised me by reaching under and smearing the remainder over my ass. Looking in my eye she whispered, “We can’t forget back there, now can we.” Enjoying her touch, I didn’t tell her I already had done that part, and just parted my legs to her delight. Bringing her creamy hand to the front, she took hold of my cock and wrapped her fingers around its substantial girth. “OH,” her eyes lit up, “you are a big boy. Such a handful.” Barely touching my cock, she stroked its shaft a few times. “Ready?”

I nodded, and with a perfect touch, she shaved a path down my hip to the base of my cock. Sinking down to her knees, she expertly shaved the rest of my bikini area. Carefully rinsing my front, she wrapped her fingers around me again, pulled my cock down so it was pointing right at her mouth and gave my slit a gentle lick, letting a string of spit and pre-cum connect her tongue to my cock head. “MMM, tastes good.” Her fingers dragged themselves in my ass crack. “We need to finish back here. Turn around and grab your ankles boy.” My true uninhibited lustful nature was in full command as I did what she requested.

I stared at her through my legs as she studied my ass in all its glory. Her tongue ever so slightly beşiktaş escort hanging out her mouth as her hands fondled my firm and muscular cheeks. “Do you like what you see, cause I like what I see,” I told her. Squatting like a catcher, her pussy had hypnotized me. My eyes had become fixed on her soaked panties showing a silhouette of engorged pussy lips.

“Well let me help you with the view, “she said as she stood to take them off. She wiped her wet panties across my lips; I tried to taste them, but she quickly tossed them aside. I licked my lips, getting a hint of the tangy essence she was offering. She squatted down again and I reached to caress her pussy as she reached to shave my ass. She quickly noticed my ass was smooth.

“Oh, I see, you shaved back here already. But you need some touch up.” The razor slowly pressed on to my crack and cheeks. Up and down, and in cross strokes, she had me moaning in anticipation of her next move. A fingernail found my anus, and she lightly scratched it. “Oh yes, play with my hole. I like that.” I confessed to her. My fingers found her pussy dripping wet as I rubbed her inner lips, squishing them against each other, and then pulling them apart. I had to taste her, so I pushed my middle finger in as far as I could. Her pussy was open and willing to take my sudden entry. Curling it as I slowly pulled it out; I scrapped the front wall of her tunnel. I was rewarded with a gasp and a good dollop of honey. I brought it to my mouth; our eyes locked, and I sucked on my juice covered finger. Pure sex: creamy, tangy, and delicious. “Good, very good. Do you always taste like this?”

“Always,” she replied mischievously.

Dropping the razor, she focused her efforts on my asshole. Her rubbing, scratching, and gently probing caused my hips to start flexing. “Yes, just like that,” I hissed. She lovingly teased me and coated my ass to her liking. She reached in between my legs and pulled my cock down straight. The pleasurable pain caused me to stand my back a little straighter. Her pussy became out of reach. I’ll just let her satisfy me for now.

Her hand picked up its pace, milking my cock like a cow’s udder. Cool water rinsed off the remaining shaving cream from my ass and balls. She adjusted the massaging shower head, and aimed a strong jet of water at my hole and sac. “Yeah Gail, right there, pound my ass.” The water jet sent jolts up my back as my nerve endings tingled with the pounding. My legs were now spread as wide as the shower flooring would allow, and I had dropped my hands down to the floor for support. Gail removed the water jet, and shocked me as a firm tongue rimmed my ass. “OHHH YEAH! Yeah Gail!” my knees buckled as she firmly flicked her tongue along the puckered ring, “UUHHH GAIL, LICK ME! MAKE ME CUM!” Encouraged by my words, she buried her face in between my cheeks, wrapping her arms around my hips, grabbing my cock to continue stroking it. I had unconsciously risen on my tip toes as her tongue gently inserted into my ass, pulling on the interior of my ring as she brought it back out. “FUCK YEAH GAIL, FUCK YEAH! FUCK MY ASS!” She quickly inserted one of her thumbs into my ass, twisting it as she fucked me. Her other hand remained on my cock, milking it hard and fast. She bit my ass, her bottom teeth raking across the edge of my ring. “OOOOHHHH, HERE I CUM, HERE I CUM!”

Before I shot my first load, she quickly dropped her head underneath my swelled cockhead, and sucked it in her mouth. My cock throbbed, she stopped stroking me, and began rubbing just her thumb at that all sensitive V under my cock slit; she was experienced and good. Her thumb in my ass pushed hard against my prostate causing my cock to erupt. “AAHHH SHIT! YEAH!” It felt like a quart of spunk rocketed out of me. Her mouth remained locked as I filled her mouth. Her thumb pushed harder on my prostate, almost clamping down on my spunk tube, but my load could not be denied. I sent another dose of spunk into her mouth. She had to remove her lips to drain the excess out of her mouth, before she replaced her lip-lock my next spurt hit her chin. She extended her tongue, flicking my slit as my next couple of spurts jetted out. Just as I thought my last shot had finished, she popped her thumb out of my ass, causing a long beylikdüzü escort stream of spunk to splash against her face. In my ecstatic state I was losing my balance and fell to a knee on one side of her.

Gail pushed me down on my back, wanting to mount me. I angled my feet outside of the shower as she swung a leg over me. Grabbing my still throbbing cock, she pressed her drenched pussy lips against its head, and with a release of her weight, impaled herself its full length, banging her hard cervix. “OOOHHHHHH,” she moaned just before planting a sperm-filled kiss on my lips. She immediately began grinding her hips against mine, mashing her clit into my small patch of remaining hair. I used my tongue to clean my mess around her mouth, which she eagerly ate as I fed it to her. She grabbed my face with both hands burying her tongue down my throat as her stomach clenched, and pussy clamped around my cock. “UH-HUH, UH-HUH, FEELS SO GOOD! YES, YEEESSSSSSS!” Her body went rigid for a moment as her first orgasmic wave crashed across her body. Pushing herself up with her hands on my chest, she dug her nails into my flesh as she resumed her grinding.

I grabbed her ass cheeks, angling my pelvis to allow a better grind for her. Falling breasts encircled my face as she fell into me. Her grinding became more of a furious in an out rhythm, and my cock head was being pummeled as it bounced against her cervix. I flattened my tongue in her cleavage, allowing her thrashing body to direct where it licked. Her ass cheeks clenched on the out strokes of our fucking, and released on the in. Her pussy opening had a vise hold on my cock’s base, as she went through another storm of an orgasm. “OOHHHH YOU’RE FUCKING ME SO DEEP. FUCK ME HARD FUCK ME HARD!” her voice was quivering, barely allowing her lungs to hold her breaths. “UUHHHH, UUHHHHH, UUHHHH YEAH!”

She pulled my head up by my ears and pressed her lips to mine. Our tongues wrestled hard, our teeth biting lips, tearing at each others mouths. “Fuck me big boy, fuck me with that big cock.” She had come down a little from her pinnacle, so I made an effort to stand up. Neither one of us wanted to lose our coupling, so we made an effort to stay connected as I rose. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I stood, and walked to my bed. Laying her down, I remained standing, holding her legs high and spread as I began to plunge my cock. “Take my cock, Gail, take it all in!” I started to bang her cervix again, a spot she really seemed to enjoy. “Your pussy is so tight, Gail, squeeze my seed out, make my shoot again!”

“UUHHH, you feel so good. Stretch my puss! Pull me inside out!” She had her eyes closed, her hands roughly squeezing her bouncing breasts. Her eyes opened; a look of pure lust in them as she stared me down, “Come on big boy. Shoot your cum on me, I wanna see your spunk shoot out again! Paint my belly big boy; let me run my fingers through your spunk!” I climbed on the bed, sat on my knees and increased my pace. The downward angle of my cock gave me the tight sensation I was looking for. “Yeah baby I’m filling up! I’m gonna cum Gail, all for you!”

“Shoot me Jack, cover me. You pull that fucking dick out and shoot me!”

“AAHHH, AAAHHHHHH YEAH!” Pulling out, I grabbed my cock, pulled its skin down taunt and let my juice fly. My spasm started deep in my ass, lightening bolting out through my cock, I involuntarily closed my eyes and threw back my head. As my second and third spurts rushed out, my legs shook as a jolt ran down to my toes. My body locked, then released as my next shot of spunk came out, locked, and released again for the next shot. “Yeah big boy! That’s it! Gimme what I crave! Gimme your spunk!” She cheered.

I could finally gain conscious control of my body as I opened my eyes and began stroking my last spunk remains out. Looking down at her, she was rubbing my flow over her flat tummy, and breasts. Making eye contact, she brought her sticky fingers to her mouth and flicked her tongue across them as she smiled at me. I gave my happy cock a few more squeezes when she curled a finger at me, beckoning me in for a kiss. I eased my barely erect cock back into her, causing her to bite her lip, and lowered my face to hers. Her gooey hands entangled in my hair as we kissed, dancing my spunk across our tongues. I lightly and slowly swayed my hips, giving us both just the right amount of sensations to enhance our afterglow.

“You are incredible! I can’t believe I’ve been missing out on this for the past year,” I told her. She just smiled demurely, and playfully pushed me off her and laughed, “Yeah your loss!”

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As I ride the elevator back up to my room, I am massaging my neck trying to get the kinks out of it from staring at the same screen for the past 4 hrs. I just don’t understand where they get these speakers for these conferences. As I enter my room I notice the desk light is on and figure the maid must have let if on by mistake, but as my eyes look up I notice you sitting at the desk and I stop dead in my tracks.

Partly because you are there, I wasn’t expecting you until later in the week and partly due to what you are wearing or should I say not wearing. You are sitting in the chair wearing a black lacy bra, a black garter belt, black nylons and black open toed “Come Fuck Me” pumps. If that wasn’t enough your make up is done very slutty and sexy and you have one foot up on the desk and one on the floor. As I stand there dumbfounded I notice you are playing with yourself and licking your fingers.

Seeing all of this causes a big stirring in my pants, which does not go unnoticed by you. You tell me to strip. After I get undressed I begin to walk toward you, but you tell me to stop and get on all fours and crawl over to you.

As I do you watch my hard cock swing and bounce and you smile to yourself. When I finally reach you, you tell me to worship your foot, so I begin by kissing and licking the foot and shoe that is on the floor.

You then lift your foot so that it starts to bakırköy escort come out of your shoe and the scent of your foot reaches my nose. You know that the scent drives me crazy, so as you take your foot out of your shoe you tease me by putting your toes right on my face and pressing so that you cover my nose with your nylon covered foot.

As I kneel before you enjoying where I am at, I am brought back to reality by a sharp sting on my ass and when I look up I see you have a paddle in your hand. I quickly return to the initial task of worshipping your foot and begin to lick and suck your toes. As I finish licking and kissing your foot, you tell me to work my way up your leg, which I do eagerly.

As I lick, kiss and nibble my way up, I can smell your musky scent and know that you are hot and ready for action. As I work my way up your inner thighs I feel you shake with anticipation and see your lips get wetter. When I reach your stocking tops you tell me to stop and look at your crotch.

I do and notice you glistening and lick my lips in what I anticipate is your next command. As I begin to lean forward I again feel the sting on my ass and pull up short. As I look up at you, you shake your head no and then ask me if I notice anything. I look at you quizzically and then you tell me that you are not wearing any panties.

I give you a look like, beşiktaş escort ‘duh I knew that’, but yet again feel a sting, so I wipe away my expression. You proceed to tell me that since you are not wearing any panties, it must mean that I am going to wear them. I get a look of surprise, but don’t know how surprised I am going to be.

You stand up which brings your pussy within inches of my face and tell me to put on the thong that is on the bed. You then go into the bathroom. I quickly slip on the thong making sure my balls are held in the small patch of material, however, my hard on merely sticks out of the top.

Since the thong part is a string, it feels weird between my cheeks and just as you reenter the room, you see me trying to pull it out and tell me to get on the on all fours and that you will help me. As I quickly get on the bed I notice out of the corner of my eye something different about your crotch, and as I try to turn to look, you command me to keep my head forward.

I obey and feel you get on the bed behind me. As you caress my ass you tell me that as a sissy I need to get used to wearing thongs and that you have a way to help me. I then feel the string being pulled aside and something slick and cool being applied to my ass crack. Before I can say anything I feel you insert a finger into my ass and begin to probe it. I let beylikdüzü escort out a sigh and as you insert another you can feel my ass muscles flex.

You continue to pump two fingers in and out of my ass and then just as suddenly you stop. I figure that is it, until I feel an object larger than your fingers at my opening and then begin to feel you start to push it in me.

As the realization dawns on me that you went into the bathroom to put on a strap on and that is what I saw out of the corner of my eye, I initially clench my muscles, but once again I feel the sting of your paddle on my ass and hear you tell me to just relax and take a deep breath. As I do, I feel the bulbous head slip past my sphincter muscles.

You just hold it there, allowing me to become used to it and once you feel me relax you begin to push more of your latex cock into me until your nylon covered thighs touch mine. You then reach around me and grab my rock hard cock and tell me that obviously I am enjoying this, to which I merely moan.

You then proceed to pull your latex cock out of me until just the head is in and then you slam it all the way back in which takes my breath away. You then begin to fuck my ass with a nice slow steady rhythm and it isn’t long before I am pushing back against you to try to get more of your cock inside of me.

You continue to fuck me until the little cock that is inside of you starts to bring you to an orgasm. As you heat up, you speed up and as you orgasm racks your body I feel one ripple through me and I spurt my hot sticky cum all over the bed. As you collapse on my back you can hear me trying to catch my breath and you tell me that you need cleaned up.

THE END?

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Many thanks to Literotica author ‘englander1961’ for her help, editorial services, encouragement and a title much better than my original, which has elevated her to the status of House Goddess of Sexy Story Titles. Thanks to Sammi Scott, aka Titsy McYarn, the Cute at the Heart of the Abyss for her help and valuable critique. Thanks to Literotica author ‘KY ridgerunner’ for the stories that planted the idea in my head months ago. Bounteous thanks to Kevin for his incredibly thorough critiquing and voluminous notes.

Thanks to my wife for handling the editing duties on this chapter due to difficulties with transmitting the manuscript to my normal editor.

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“Dr. Wohler-Sapperstein… would you mind if I just called you Dr. Wohler, as I understand you and your husband were getting a divorce?” Detective Martin asked as he ran a hand over his rapidly thinning hair.

“Not at all, Detective Martin, that will be fine.”

“Alright Dr. Wohler, we found a lot of evidence of your deceased husband living a double life, and to put it rather indelicately, we’d like to know if you had any suspicions concerning his illegal activities?”

“If I may ask, Detective Martin, what kind of illegal activities?”

He leaned back in the creaky wooden desk chair that had been his second home for too many years.

“Well… you sure I can’t get you something, this is some pretty strong stuff?”

“No, I’m fine thank you, what kind of illegal activities?”

“These are some prints of picture files we found on his computer…”

“Oh my God…”

* * * * *

“NO, NO, CALM DOWN, IT’S OKAY!”

“Izzy… yelling at them… isn’t going to help… I don’t think… they speak English…”

“Don’t worry about that, Boss… aw, fuck this noise,” Izzy said as he stuffed the last two children in the trunk of the car. Their screams were mostly muffled by the trunk lid. “Now you gotta let us get you in the back and outta here!”

“Alright… now you can… put me in… OH SONUVABITCH!”

“I’m sorry, Boss, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

“It’s okay… Izzy… it’s okay… no way around it… have Dickie get us… the fuck out of here.”

“You got it… DICKIE, MOVE IT!”

“Wish you hadn’t… felt called upon… to yell… inside the car…”

“Sorry Boss.”

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“Angie, would you like me to run you by your apartment first? You know, 8312 Burlingame Lane,
51?”

“How do you know where I live?”

“Silly bitch, same way I know where you work, what bus you ride, what bars you hit on Friday night… you’re bein’ watched. I don’t trust you and I’m damn sure not going to get caught nappin’ where your venomous little ass is concerned.”

“Like you were with the two that damn near killed Harry?”

An ominous silence filled the cab of the truck, floating in a cocoon of the ambient traffic noises that surrounded it. Angie swallowed, wondering if she’d just talked herself into an unmarked grave.

After a time, Eddy said through gritted teeth, “Alright, you get that one for free… I deserve it. If I was you, bitch, I wouldn’t bring it up again. Endin’ you would make me feel better, like a kid getting’ a new gawddamn puppy, and I really NEED to feel better right now.”

Her sense of self-preservation kept her mouth shut.

“I guard my boy against what I know is out there, what I suspect is out there… and I didn’t see those two shitheads comin’… that was my bad. But you… I’m just waitin’ for a reason to disappear you. Keep on rememberin’ that when your little coke-rotted brain starts havin’ delusions of revenge, starts tellin’ you how horribly you were treated, how you were the injured party in the divorce. Just remember that no one will ever find your body, and what’s even more tellin’ is that no one will go lookin’. No one.”

The rest of the ride back to her office passed in silence. True to his word, he knew where she worked without her having to say a word.

* * * * *

“No, Detective Martin, I never had any idea… I mean, as far as illegal activities… I know he frequented prostitutes, and that he liked them blonde with big tits and no brains… do you think that was maybe just a smokescreen?”

“Well Dr. Wohler, I ain’t no shrink, but I’ve seen a lot pendik escort in my years on the job and it wouldn’t surprise me if that’s what it turned out to be. The evidence of his pedophilia is pretty overwhelming… you’ll never have to see the apartment he kept on the South side and trust me, you should thank God for that… the man was a pervert and I’m just as glad the bastard’s dead… uh, maybe I shouldn’t have said that.”

“It’s alright, Detective, I’m edging towards feeling that way myself.” The cell phone in her bag rang and she looked at the bag as if it were something foreign.

After a few moments, Detective Martin said, “Perhaps you might want to answer your phone? Might be important, you being a doctor and all.”

“Um, yes, yes you’re right… sorry, this all has me a little rattled.” She pulled out the phone and punched a button. “It already went to voice mail, pardon me a moment.” She listened and then punched in a number.

“Alright, I’ll be there as soon as possible… yes, I understand.” She closed the phone and slipped it back in her bag. “Detective, I hate to rush this but are we about through here? Something pretty important’s come up with a patient…”

“Oh yes ma’am, not a problem. If we have any further questions we know where to find you and if you think of anything else that might help us, you give me a call,” he said, handing her one of the cards from a tray on his desk. “Can I get a squad car to run you anyplace? I mean, it would be faster than a cab.”

“Uh, no, this is important, but not quite that urgent,” she said, managing a smile. “A cab will be fine. Thank you very much, Detective Martin, you’ve been most kind.”

“Not a problem, Dr. Wohler, thank you for your help.”

* * * * *

“Ms. Turov, this is Izzy, I’m calling for the Boss… no ma’am, he’s not able to talk right now… things have been better. Listen, he wants to ask a huge favor of you… right now… 88th and Penbrook, go around to the guard house at the back, they’ll know you’re coming… we need a translator… yes ma’am, yes we did… it went very well overall, but we got no one to talk to some kids we took out of Pedachenko’s club… yes ma’am, we had a Russian translator but when the bomb went off… calm down ma’am, calm down, I think we’ll all be fine but our translator’s bleedin’ from the ears and I think he’ll be pretty useless for awhile… yes ma’am, we got out all that was still alive… alright, he’ll thank you for this himself, soon as he’s able.”

Izzy closed the phone and looked around the inside of the car. Terrified, bleeding, dirty children were everywhere, squeezed in on top of each other, barely leaving room for Izzy and Nick. There were children in the floorboards, curled up to escape from Izzy had no idea what, but they all had the look of frightened animals. The vans that were supposed to be transporting them had been parked next to the west wall of the club, where the bastard who had been the head of the Russian mob in the city had set one of the major explosive charges. The flaming vehicles probably couldn’t be traced back to the Family… hell, if Izzy knew Nick, there was no way in hell they could be, but their loss left every vehicle they had left rolling away into the night packed with frightened, wounded, sobbing kids.

He looked over to check the compresses they’d tied down across the holes in Nick’s belly. They were almost soaked through, but the bleeding looked to have slowed dramatically. He saw that Nick was conscious, looking down at the boy in the floorboards before him.

The boy was pretty, with an almost translucent quality to his skin, didn’t look to be more than fourteen or fifteen, and was nothing but skin and bones. Izzy recognized him as the one they’d found chained to Pedachenko’s desk, curled up in a basket, the kind you bought for a large dog to sleep in, covered in bits of Dmitri.

Nick reached out with his hand and stroked the boy’s fine pale brown hair. He smiled at him as the boy stared back at him with huge eyes, full of fear. Nick realized his actions might be sending the wrong signal, so drew his hand back and closed his eyes.

“How far?”

“Only about another ten minutes Boss… Dickie’s keeping it under the limit. Hope everyone else is too… God help us if one of us gets stopped. Family men, some wounded, some dead, carloads of naked kids lookin’ like we pulled ’em out of a war zone… the cops would love that, wouldn’t they?”

“Yeah Izzy, they sure would…” With that Nick’s eyes slowly closed and he drifted off.

As soon as he was sure Nick was out, Izzy leaned forward. “Dickie, you better pull off a miracle tonight. I want us there five minutes ago and you damn well better not let any fuckin’ cop see us.”

As the car sped up, Izzy leaned back and pulled out the phone. Time to call the old man and tell him the news… Big Vic was going to be pissed to say the least.

* * * * *

She switched cabs twice and finally made it to the Sampson Building, kartal escort 88th and Penbrook, a large three-story office building surrounded by a high wall, topped by razor-wire. As the cab let her out at the guard house, she couldn’t help but notice the security cameras mounted at regular intervals along the wall, scanning the streets in constant motion.

After showing the guard her I.D. he let her through and she saw one of Nick’s bodyguards heading towards her on an electric cart.

“Hop on, Doc, we’re up to our assholes in fu… messed-up people,” he said as he wheeled the cart around and came to a stop. “I was coming down to wait for ya, good timin’, huh?”

“Yes, it was… why are you covered in blood and dirt? Don’t tell me Nick was stupid enough to-“

“Oh no ma’am, nothing like that… we’d got the ‘all clear’ on the club before we let the Boss go in… but didn’t nobody know the fuckface… pardon my language Doc, didn’t nobody know the owner had booby-trapped the place on some kinda time delay… we think. Mighta been somethin’ else.”

The cart shot up a ramp and under a raised gate on a loading dock. “Now in spite of what he says, you gotta see to the Boss first… we got ya two EMT’s, they’re workin’… tree-somethin’…”

“Triage?”

“Yeah, triage, and they tell me everybody else is stable enough for now… that ain’t to say they’ll stay that way, but… just get the Boss patched up… he was leakin’ like a motherfuckin’… he was leakin’ like a sieve.”

In spite of everything, Margo found a smile. “Alright, is it Izzy?” He nodded. “Okay Izzy, I’ll see to Nick first.”

The cart came to a stop before a pair of swinging doors. “Right through there, Doc,” Izzy said, “last room on the right. Look for my partner, Joey, he’ll be outside the door.”

Margo got out of the cart and walked through the swinging doors into the last thing she ever expected to see – a hospital emergency room, going full blast. Her attention was drawn to the gurneys that lined the corridor, each with a child strapped to it. Her impulse to stop, to examine, to treat, was almost overwhelming, brought on by the sight of suffering children, but she remembered who was waiting for her down the hall and forced herself to move on. As she passed a doorway on her left, she saw someone she assumed was one of the EMT’s tending to a grown man on an examining table. He finished his ministrations and turned, seeing her pass. In a moment he was walking beside her as she hurried down the hall.

“I don’t figure names are all that important, but I’m Carl,” he said. “I hope like hell you’re the doctor they told us was coming.”

“That would be me,” she responded, “I’m Margo. Why the fuck are all these children strapped down?”

“Nothing else we could do, Doctor. None of them speak English, none of us speak Russian. We didn’t want to sedate them until we’d had time to do a more thorough work-up on them and they were freaking out in seventeen different directions at once. What would you have done?”

She looked at him as they reached the last door on the right. “I’d have restrained them,” she said, somewhat begrudgingly.

“Best we could come up with too, ma’am,” he said, grinning, as they entered the room together. “As far as the big Boss-man, looks to be three chunks of shrapnel in his abdomen. I figure you and me better scrub up, we got some surgery to do.”

“Where’s the other EMT I was promised?”

“Rob’s working with the adults that got brought in… a lot of gunshot wounds.”

After a quick, cursory examination of Nick, Margo looked at Carl with a degree of admiration. “You do good work, and you’re right. Okay, tell me we’ve got something that’ll pass as an operating room?”

“Yes ma’am, it’s small, and I’ll have to double as your gas-passer, but it’s functional.”

The two of them wheeled Nick in and then headed off to prepare themselves.

* * * * *

Tattie wheeled in to the gatehouse, ready to deliver tons of attitude should her admittance be delayed, but the guard gave her drivers license a quick check and waved her through.

She had barely parked before Izzy showed up to carry her inside.

“So why did this Pedachenko have, and now why do you have, a horde of Russian children on your hands?” she asked as they sped towards the loading dock.

“Sex trade, ma’am,” Izzy answered. “Lot of money to be made in young ones, that’s why he had ’em… we have ’em because the Boss didn’t want ’em gettin’ put in the system. He figures to funnel ’em through an adoption agency he knows of, find ’em good homes. I don’t know what he’s gonna do if nobody wants ’em though… most of these kids are a little old to be adopted easily. Not to mention havin’ to warn their adoptive parents what kinda issues they might have, cause o’ their past and all… but I don’t worry about that, that’s the Boss’ problem and he’s welcome to it. All I have to do is get you in there to calm ’em down and then get ready to keep Big Vic from goin’ maltepe escort batshit all over cause o’ the Boss getting’ fucked… gettin’ hurt.”

“Izzy, darlin’, it’s alright, I’ve heard the word before… I even use it… frequently…”

“Yes ma’am, and that’s fine, but the wife, she’s tryin’ to get me to clean up my language some… I kinda let some foul words slip out last time her folks was over. Thought she was gonna break my kneecap she was kickin’ me so hard under the table.”

Tattie chuckled. “You’re some kinda tough guy, Izzy… cleanin’ up your language to make your wife happy.”

“You ever met my wife?”

“No, can’t say as I have.”

“She’s got two things goin’ for her. She scares me more than Big Vic, and I hope he never finds that out, and she’s the most beautiful woman I ever seen… still not sure why she married me. So between scary, and the risk of no pus… no romancin’ or nothin’, I’ll try to clean up my language. Last stop, emergency Russian translators out.”

Tattie grinned, hopped off the cart and stepped through the doors into a maelstrom of children’s voices, all going a mile a minute in Russian.

“(Vashti, what do you think these men are going to do with us?)” asked one girl, small and frail, no more than eleven.

“(The same thing the others were going to do, they’ll just instruct us with their fists since they don’t speak Russian,)” answered an effeminate-looking boy, smudged makeup running down his face. Tattie assumed he was ‘Vashti’.

“(I don’t want to be in America anymore, I want to go home,)” cried another little boy with blood caked all over the side of his face.

“(Stupid shit, who among us do you thing still wants to be here?)”snapped a girl whose eyes were much older than her body.

Inside, Tattie recoiled. There was so much pain here, so much need… and then she straightened up. She wanted to be a ‘den mother’… well, here was a group that truly needed her.

“(Children, children… calm down. My name is Tatiana, call me Tattie. These men are not going to hurt you. There are doctors here who are going to help you as soon as they can. In the meantime, how can I help you?)”

The cacophony of responses had her smiling and holding her hands up within seconds.

“(Children, quiet down… we’ll have to do this one at a time. But first, let me see about getting some more people here to help you, okay?)”

Whether it was exhaustion or shock, or maybe just hearing their own language spoken by a kindly voice, the children seemed to settle into place, waiting.

“Joey, come here… do you think Nick would want some more help with all these kids, and with the Family men as well?”

“Ms. Turov, I can’t speak for the Boss, but I know he was real nervous about only having two EMT’s and Dr. Wohler. If you got somebody in mind, and you’re sure they can be trusted, I’d imagine the Boss would be willing to offer a real generous salary and benefits package. I don’t think he expects this place to go out of business any day soon… and after all the shit we stirred up today, I don’t think so either. But they’d have to be willing to work completely off the radar, you know, no talking about it, no changing their minds later.”

“The two women I’m thinking of shouldn’t be any problem… let me give them a call… both of them have worked as pediatric nurses and lost their RN licenses for aiding and abetting assisted suicides. Last time I spoke with Debbie, they were desperate and both working in the same damn convenience store.”

An hour later, still in a state of shock at the deal Tattie’d offered them on Nick’s behalf, Debbie Mullins and Wilma Zeising were hard at it. Wilma got pulled into the operating room to act as a surgical nurse when Margo saw her as Nick was wheeled out and one of the children was wheeled in. Debbie and Tattie were working on a short course in essential Russian for the nurse, as they sponge bathed their young charges and checked them carefully for any signs of injury. But more importantly, the were soothing the fears of children who had been pushed to the ragged edge of panic, cleaning wounds and dirty faces, coaxing smiles, bringing bottles of water and soft touches.

* * * * *

It was an exhausted and over-stressed Margo that finally finished the last surgery many hours later. She stripped off her scrubs, threw them in a bin, and ran a sink full of cold water. When it was three quarters full she put her head in and submerged it, twisting it back and forth before pulling it back out.

When she opened her eyes again she found herself being stared at by Carl and Wilma.

“Hey, every doctor has their rituals,” she said, “that’s one of mine… plus it feels marvelous after a long stint in the OR.”

“Whatever works for you, Doctor,” Wilma replied, “myself, I could use about five shots of vodka and anything that even remotely resembles a bed.”

“Well, since I don’t require the vodka at this point, I’ll put myself on call, let Rob and you two ladies catch a drink and some shut-eye, if y’all wanna,” Carl said with a grin, “c’mon, I’ll show you where you can crash out. I’m pretty sure if you’d like, the Boss will have a room made up for you to stay in when we’ve got patients… I’d take him up on it. I think we’re gonna be busy for quite sometime.”

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So the plan was really simple, as long as Hatter stuck to basics and kept to the list everything would go perfectly. He had spent an inordinate amount of time planning and re-planning every minute detail now all that was needed was action and discipline, well theoretically anyway.

“Ah there’s the rub.”

Hatter had never played lawn bowls. Certainly He had watched the games development from a quite informal children’s pastime, close enough to marbles to have the same basic rules, through the very wild Elizabethan times of Drake and Frobisher brawling on Plymouth Hoe to the present formal game of ends and whites and cream teas. The one constant was the rub, that piece of chance that appeared with no warning to kick the most fastidious of performers squarely in the seat of the pants at the most inauspicious moment. Shakespeare was the master of sublime natural irony and Hatter like Hamlet had learned with great disappointment that the universe was full of uneven ground ready to spoil any bowler’s most well-conceived line.

“The list, just got to stick to the list.”

First things first, pack the bag with everything on the sheet of clean crisp paper. This was going to be a doddle, just go down line by line and no possibility of a mistake. Ten items. Yes ten items definitely, numbered one to ten. Hatter counted the items just in case. Definitely ten. Three on the left and seven on the right, three and seven makes ten.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Hatter closed His eyes tight and breathed deeply. Allowing the alternate rhythm of His two hearts to focus His mind He cleared the numerically binding chains from His consciousness and slowly opened His eyes again.

“Don’t count, everything is there.”

Item by item went into the rucksack, the rope, check; the wrist straps, check; the ball-gag, check; the flogger, check; two riding crops, check; no wait TWO riding crops, that means eleven items and He had only counted ten. No, fuck, DON’T COUNT! Irritated Hatter shook the contents out of the bag and sorted them quickly into alphabetical order on the bed.

“Everything alright Sweetie?”

River could see things were anything but alright but decided to get a feel for the depths of the crisis before interfering.

“Yes River, everything is fucking wonderful. Getting to the point I can’t pack a damned bag let alone save the Galaxy.”

“We are Mister grumpy Timelord today aren’t we.”

River reached down and pinched Hatters ass hard. He jumped, He always jumped.

“Sweetie need a blowjob to calm His nerves?”

“Damn it River I don’t always need a B.J., life does not revolve around fellatio. In fact it most definitely is not something that is at present at the front of My mind.”

“Seems to be in the front of Your pants Dearie, Your sonic screwdriver is twitching.”

Somehow River had managed to slide her right hand down the front of Hatters trousers and was squeezing the rapidly thickening shaft of His penis like a she was testing an avocado for ripeness.

“Feels like you need to investigate my black hole.”

Hatter was starting to flush noticeably and was sarıyer escort doing anything He could to avoid eye contact. One fixed carnal stare from River and He was sunk.

“Damn it River.”

Her hand had slid further and she was now cupping His testicles like she was checking their weight.

“Got far too full a cargo for any time travelling Sweetie. Let me lighten Your payload a bit.”

“Really there is no time.”

“Please.”

“No time.”

“Pretty please.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Smiling so sweetly River withdrew her hand and slid both the candy striped suspender straps off His shoulders. With her left thumb and forefinger pinching His cheek she casually flipped open the waist band and unfastened the zipper. In consequence the Hatters rather dapper salt and pepper tweed trousers dropped to lie in a bunched heap around His ankles.

“Nice that you still go commando Sweetie.”

Rivers right hand gripped His shaft tightly and started to pump slowly sliding His foreskin back and forth. Now their eyes met and Hatter swayed noticeably.

“Fuck River you’re so damned hot.”

“They can’t keep this bad girl cool for long.”

River slowly lowered herself to meet the Hatters large one eyed monster face to face.

“Who’s a pretty boy?”

She planted a large wet kiss on the very tip and licked along the top and bottom of His shaft from glands to base. Rivers teeth were perfectly formed and very sharp. She had one of those smiles that appear in dental advertisements promising oral omnipotence. They scraped along the length in a teasing torturous ballet of excruciating bliss.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“All in good time Sweetie.”

Rivers mouth enclosed His member from mushroom to root and then, sublimely, her throat muscles began to magically massage His throbbing hardness.

Hatter was in Valhalla. His eyes closed, mouth open, hair standing on end like a punk rockers Mohawk He leaned back against the console and trembled from toe to brow. Testicles tight as pickled walnuts, muscles tensed like springs He prepared for ejaculation.

She stopped. She fucking stopped.

“Damn it River!”

River was leaning over the bed, her skirt pulled up to her waist and her legs spread like a gymnast. She has a hand on each of her ass cheeks and was spreading them as wide as was humanly possible. Her ass bud was puckering and Hatter noticed that the darker sphincter skin was glistening where it had been very recently lubed.

“Fuck River you had this all planned out ahead of time.”

“You going to moan about it or come over here and fuck my asshole ragged? Your choice, I got a nice anal dildo I can use instead.”

Hatter stormed over and gave a very hard double spank to her twin orbs.

“Oh thank you Sir, can I have some more?”

Not being a cruel Timelord Hatter proceeded to spank both cheeks thoroughly without further delay.

“Please fuck me now!”

Hatter pushed His cock head into Rivers ass ring. The sphincter squeezed tight onto the ridge of the glands like esenyurt escort it was an intruding plug. He waited, allowed a few teasing seconds to pass in total stillness then thrust His full length balls deep.

“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK.”

It was Rivers turn to drop to the lowest common denominator of the English language but her profanities turned to low moans as Hatter began pumping His thick member in a consistent plundering of her bowel. Hatter found anal penetration particularly pleasurable. Apart from the obvious tightness wrapped around His shaft and the delicious pulses that River made as she squeezed and relaxed muscles in delirious climax He found the very act Dominance personified. The submissives stance, low and fully open, the offering of her anal canal, the devils entry for His personal delectation and just the damned dirtiness of the whole physically and spiritually process. Anal plugs were controlling and a constant reminder of the true order, anal dildos and plugs had the ability to vary thickness and depth of penetration and intensity, but nothing like a rampant ass fuck would fulfill true animalistic carnality.

Quite remarkably He was now able to count quite confidently and unaffected by any mental impediment. The need to check, to reassess at every turn disappeared in His metamorphosis into the sphincter Komodo Dragon. Now He was totally visible, in all His power and radiance, shining ‘et gloriosus in luxuriam’ for the world to wonder at and worship.

“ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE”

Each numerical incantation was blessed with a driving plunge to Rivers gaping depths.

“FUCK YOUR ASS IN TURBO DRIVE.”

Hatter’s right hand descended with power punctuating His rhymes prose with percussive spanks on Rivers adoring buttock.

“SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE, TEN.”

The thrust speed was building, moving insidiously towards expulsion velocity.

“PULL IT OUT AND PUSH IT IN.”

As if to highlight the phrasing Hatter removed His cock fully, plunged in deep, removed utterly then plunged in deep again. Rivers sphincter remained joyously gaped throughout.

“Need to cum Hatter. Please let me cum.”

Hatter continued withdrawing, pausing and then plunging balls deep in one violent lunge.

“Please, got to fucking cum!”

Sliding His hand around Rivers hips Hatter pulled on the thick silver ring that pierced her very swollen clitoris.

“CUM.”

River began to buck immediately and then arching her back let everything go in one all-inclusive deluge. Bladder, cervix and womb pumped as one exuding every drop of fluid her body could make available. Hatter gripped the clit ring in one hand and a tight knot of hair in the other, riding the frenzied palpitations like a wild bull at the rodeo. Rivers first enormous expulsion had soaked Him from thigh to ankle and He was certain His trousers were ruined by the volume, yet still spurts of liquid were haphazardly shooting from her urethra like erratic jets from an out of control fountain.

“OOOHHHHHHH FUCKING HELL!”

River climaxed again, this time with so much force avrupa yakası escort that her legs gave way and she collapsed forward to lay prone and trembling on the bed. By way of the clamp like grip her sphincter had on His cock root Hatter had no choice but to follow her down. Trapped in her lumen, His cock root enclosed as firmly by her sphincter as if with a tight and efficient cock ring He had little option but to enjoy the massaging effects of the rippling walls of His enclosure.

“You have the best asshole in the Universe River.”

“Bet you say that to all Your slaves Sweetie.”

River somehow managed to push her arm down under her belly and between her thighs to grip Hatters testicles.

“I see you still cocked and loaded Dear. We need to do something about that don’t we.”

He felt her start to clench and unclench her buttocks and the ripples in her lower anal canal began to increase in speed and ferocity.

“I do like a good deep deposit of seed once a day. Keeps me regular in an ever changing Galaxy.”

Hatter wanted desperately to say something clever but was at present totally incapable of coherent speech.

“You going to give me a nice wad of Hatter Jizz?”

Fuck He loved her dirty mouth. Such a lady and such a dirty filthy whore.

“I like it when you dribble out of me all day. Feel your sticky run down my thighs and dry into perfect pearl necklaces.”

Hatter’s ball sac tightened even more in the palm of her caressing hand.

“Ass to mouth sounds so good. Lick all our joint goo off that lovely knob of yours and swallow it down.”

Hatter’s calves had tightened noticeably and the tension was starting to creep past His knees to the lower thigh.

“Then keep licking till we get a nice firm flag pole again and slide a finger in your ass as I suck. You do like a prostate massage don’t you?”

His knees were shaking and His thighs felt like the lactose was about to explode from His sinew.

“Double delight for this lucky girl. Clean up on your cock and then a nice fresh load to follow, a perfect desert serving.”

The tremors had reached Hatters upper thighs and in unison Rivers hand started to squeeze His testes with some insistence.

“You getting ready to give me an internal hot shower Sweetie? Your River does like a good steaming flood.”

Pumping commenced. Nothing would stop the flow now, not rain, or snow nor any other impediment could halt the charge of the many in search of freedom.

“Oh fuck yes Hatter fill me up good.”

Unbelievably the hot injection of semen in her wanton ass bought River to climax yet again. From the depths of her being she gathered a few precious cupful’s of viscous fluid and poured them generously onto the quilt beneath their entwined convulsing bodies.

Hatter’s ejaculation was violent in the extreme and in a desperate search for control He sank His teeth deep into Rivers shoulder, breaking the skin and tasting her blood on His tongue.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Sucking happily at the seeping wound Hatter counted the items laying on the now disheveled bed.

“Eleven. Yes everything is back to rights!”

River moaned happily and stroked Hatters ball sac with tangible satisfaction.

“One more for the road Hatter?”

Hatter rolled to one side and laying on His back reveled in the feel of Rivers tongue lapping at His penis and testicles as she carefully cleaned and preened her favorite plaything.

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As he wove through the early lunch traffic he began to think about her. How soon he would feel her in his arms. Feeling her breasts crushed against him, the feel of soft silk coating her body, slinky and seductive. His cock began to thicken as he fell deeper into his daydream.

It had been what seemed like months since he seen her, although it was only a couple of weeks. He could imagine her hands sliding up the front of his slacks to cup his hardening cock and balls. He could taste her lips and feel her breath on his neck as he nuzzled her neck planting kisses all along one side and then the other.

He nearly plowed into the car in front of him while he concentrated on his thoughts about her. He pulled into the parking lot and scrambled out of his car and was up the steps as quickly as his feet would carry him. He placed his key in the lock, breathing deep, feeling his cock start to become firmer now that he was here with her.

He opened the door and she came to meet him in only a sleek black negligee. The soft silk swirling around her like a luminous black cloud. Then she was in his arms and he was kissing her. Her lips were soft and her mouth hungry on his. He slowly licked at her lips with just the tip of his tongue only to find her tongue following his every move. His hand moved to cup her breast, soft yet firm in his hand. He could feel her nipple rise to meet his fingers as they closed around it. Rolling it back and forth gently, slightly tugging on it as he squeezed more firmly, making it come to a hardness that closely resembled his hardening cock.

He felt her hand slowly close around his hardness and give it a firm squeeze. He felt her shudder slightly as she felt his excitement. He kissed her harder and let his hands slip between them to cup her mound. He gently lifted her with his cupped hand and soon felt her dampness begin to seep through the thin silk. She squirmed against his cupped hand pressing back against it, finding pleasure in his touch. He slowly forced a single finger up between her damp lips to find her soaking wet to his touch through the silk. She sighed and pressed herself down onto his invading finger, forcing it deeper inside her.

He let his hand slip from between them and both hands gently cupped her face as he kissed her. His hands slipped down her neck to her shoulders and slowly began to push her down until she was on her knees before him. She knew what he wanted and slowly undid his buckle and then his slacks, letting them slide to the floor and his feet. Her hand grasped his throbbing cock and slowly began to jack his cock as she looked up at him. He watched as her tongue flicked out to get her first taste of him. The small jewel of precum sliding across her lips making them glisten. She licked slowly around the head as she continued to jack him. Her lips parted and slowly surrounded the crown of his cock, holding him just inside her lips as she continued to stroke his rock hard istanbul escort cock.

As he stood there he felt her lips around the head of his cock as her tongue gently prodded the small opening in his cock looking for another taste of his precum. Then keeping her lips in full contact with his cock she slowly eased her head forward and inch by inch took him in her mouth until he was completely inside her. His cock pulsed in her mouth as she slowly began to use her mouth to stroke up and down on his cock. Her mouth was hot and wet and he reveled in the feeling of her lips and mouth around him. Her pace quickened and he decided he was not going to hold back. He would give her what she wanted with no resistance. As her hot mouth continued its caressing of his cock he could feel his release approaching.

She must have sensed he was getting close because she pulled back and let her lips trail down the underside of his cock to his balls. He could feel her tongue lathe against them , her tongue wet and soft on the soft sack of his balls. All the time she slowly jacked his cock as she licked at him. Her lips trailed back up his cock and he almost passed out as he felt her hot mouth engulf him once again. This time she made no pretense and began to suck his throbbing cock in earnest. he felt her hot mouth slide along his length, taking him all on each downward stroke. He felt his release build until he was no longer able to hold back. He felt his legs tense as his cock exploded in her mouth, shooting spurt after spurt of what felt like molten lava out the end of his cock filling her mouth.

She held him there prisoner in her mouth until his release was complete and there was not another drop left to give her. She looked up at him with a pleased and satisfied look in her eyes, which mirrored his own feeling of satisfaction.

Slowly he stepped back slightly to the point where his softened cock slipped from between her lips, causing her to form a mischievous pout on her face as she looked up at him. He reached down and took her hands and slowly pulled her to her feet. He took one finger and slowly slid it along the side of her lips, slowly pushing the one-drop of cum that had leaked from around his cock. He pushed his finger between her lips offering this last little taste to her. She sucked the drop of cum from his finger like the last vestiges of icing being licked from a bowl.

He guided her to the couch, forcing her to sit down. He dropped to his knees and looked up at her reclining slightly on the couch. “I am going to lick and suck your wet little pussy until you scream for release,” he said. “I am going to tease you and please you until my cock is hard again and then you shall have it all” With that said he slowly pushed the flow of her gown up her legs until she was bare before him. He trailed soft kisses up the inside of one thigh until she could feel his avcılar escort breathe warm on her wetness. Just when she was sure she would next feel his lips and tongue on her lips his head moved and slowly began to kiss up the inside of her other thigh. She sensed rather that truly felt his finger slowly starting at the bottom of her lips and gently parting the outside of her lips.

His tongue soon followed the trail being blazed by his finger. His tongues touch was light on her and she tried to scoot forward so she could press herself to his face. As she moved he moved with her, not allowing her any firmer pressure. She felt the tip of his tongue touch her clit illicit ting a response from her like she had been hit with an electrical spark. His tongue gently circled her clit with only the barest pressure. Almost so little pressure she could hardly swear she felt it. The feeling was intensifying with each circle that his tongue made. Then suddenly the light pressure was gone.

She gasped as she felt his long finger slide completely up inside her without stopping. She was so wet there was no resistance to stop it. She felt it slide back out and then deep inside her again. She knew what was coming and tried to anticipate the moment she would feel it. His finger continued to slide in and out of her in full strokes, in slow measured strokes so that just as his finger was completely inside it was on its way out again. He pressed in again and then she felt it. He had crooked his finger in that “come here” gesture she had come to love so much. He was stroking that spot deep inside her that when touched drove her crazy.

He pressed against her G-spot and slowly began to massage it in small circular motions, never letting up on the pressure. She squirmed under his touch as she felt his tongue and lips join the excitement. His lips encircled her clit and she felt his tongue flick out to caress her clit. His tongue was wet and slippery on her clit and between his wicked finger pressing against her spot and his lips and tongue on her clit she knew she was getting close to losing it.

Just as she felt her orgasm begin to well within her his tongue and finger were gone. He rocked back on his heels and told her to look at him. He was resting back on his heels, his hand around his hard cock slowly stroking it. She loved to watch him stroke his cock, especially when she knew he was really showing her what was in store for her.

As she looked at him he reached down and slowly slid 2 fingers deep inside her, the sensation so sudden and intense she almost came immediately. He crooked his fingers and then reached out with the other hand and took hers and helped her off the couch. With his fingers still deep inside her he slowly pulled her along into the dining room. He dropped her hand and pulled out one of the chairs. He sat and then bowed his head as he used his fingers buried in her to pull he closer. şirinevler escort She watched as he lowered his head and suddenly his face was buried in her. His tongue licked frantically at her wetness, parting her lips and using the end of his tongue to scoop her juices into his mouth.

She trembled as his tongue continued the attack on her wet pussy, now running juices down his chin and her legs. He raised his face from between her legs and she could see his face shiny with her juices. He sat back in the chair and started to stroke his cock again. “Come sit on my cock” he said as he looked at her. She moved forward as she lifted the hem of her negligee until she was bare from the waste down. She started to pull it over her head but with a quick shake of his head he indicated this was not what he wanted her to do.

She straddled him in the chair and she felt him slowly take his cock and slide it along her lips. Using the head to part her lips. When she felt the head of his cock part her lips she sank down on him in one motion, impaling herself on his hard cock. She felt his hands come to her breasts, cupping them both, his fingers finding her nipples and firmly pulling on them. Using her nipples he pulled her to him until his face was buried in the side of her neck. She felt soft kisses along her neck and the his breath in her ear as he told her “now ride my cock, use it as you wish, it is all for you”.

Needing no further encouragement she began a slow series of motion, lifting herself until she could just feel the head still in her and then sinking slowly back down on him. Over and she rode his shaft up and down. His fingers helped by pulling up and down on her nipples as she rode him. Her pace quickened and she could feel the blessed relief she needed inching closer. She flung herself down on him faster and faster, trying to reach the point where her release waited. She felt his hands reach up to cup her face and then he was pulling her face to his. She felt his lips on hers, crushing them, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth.

As she rode him, she was going crazy with the abandon she felt when she was so near cumming. He must have sensed this because he suddenly grasped her hips and held her still. In one motion he stood and laid her back on the table. He grasped her legs and pulled her further onto his cock if that was possible. He then started to drive himself into her in long deep strokes. She could feel his cock hitting spots no one had ever hit before. His cock throbbed deep inside her as he now lost control of himself and plunged his cock into her like a jackhammer. Over and over he drove into her, until she felt the wall break and her orgasm hit like a rushing tide.

Her cum spurted out around his cock spraying them both as she felt him bury his cock into her one more time. She felt his cock pulse and then the jets of cum were filling her. White hot spurt after white hot spurt hit the walls of her pussy as he emptied himself into her. She felt him stiffen as the last of his cum poured into her. Then he was slumped over her, his mouth finding hers crushing her in one last lingering kiss and embrace.

He lifted his head and looked at her and with a hint of a devilish gleam in his eye, he told her “that was the best lunch I ever had”.

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A month before my wedding I told my fiancé I didn’t want us to be intimate again until after we were officially husband and wife. I liked the idea of letting the sexual tension build up over time until we were finally alone together on our wedding night. The other reason was we had decided to try for a baby as soon as we were married – I needed a month to come off my birth control pills and restart my menstrual cycle and just for tradition’s sake I didn’t want to conceive out of wedlock. My fiancé Joseph reluctantly agreed my arrangements but it was a really difficult time for both of us.

Joseph and I fell in love five years ago, when I was eighteen and he was twenty-three. Our relationship flourished because we had fun together and shared values, but also because of my insatiable lust for his strong, athletic physique and throbbing eight-inch shaft. Like any strong and virile young man, Joseph relished my naked body and we maintained an exciting and fulfilling sex life long after the initial lust wore off. We’d always been a very sexual couple and since moving in together eighteen months ago had been in a satisfying routine of making love every evening, most mornings, and often in between as well.

In the month before the wedding there were a few times when I had to disentangle myself from Joseph’s strong muscular form and take some deep breaths to avoid being overcome by lust and letting him take me on the sofa or the kitchen counter. At night I kept myself covered up in my least sexy flannel pyjamas and stayed well over on my side of our double bed. I suspected that Joseph was having regular cold showers and jerking off when I wasn’t around but I knew he understood my reasoning.

Our wedding day went without a hitch and we were so busy with friends and family that my thoughts didn’t turn to making love until my new husband carried me over the threshold into our luxury hotel suite that evening. Joseph’s strong arms cradled me close and I leaned up for a gentle kiss as he carried me over to the large bed and laid me down on it carefully. He leaned over me on the bed and kissed me again, softly and slowly, then sighed with a mixture of contentment and lust. I stood up and pushed him down onto the edge of the bed then, keeping eye contact with my new husband, I slipped my simple wedding gown down over my shoulders until it fell in a pool at my feet.

Joseph groaned when he saw what I had been wearing under my dress all day. I usually made an effort to wear nice lingerie for him but for my wedding night I had planned something particularly arousing. I was wearing a very skimpy white bra made of transparent lace that completely exposed my stiff pink nipples. As I stepped out of my dress and straightened up my small perky tits bounced gently inside the stretchy lace cups. The back was tied with a white chiffon ribbon that matched the bows at the sides of my tiny white thong.

The thong was made of the same see-through white lace, with halkalı escort a tight elastic edging that dug into my pussy lips and kept it tight against my flesh up past my vagina and over my little anus. The small surface area of the thong and its transparent material meant Joseph could easily see that my genitals were waxed completely smooth and that my pink labial lips were beginning to redden with sexual desire. I was also still wearing my white stiletto heels as I pulled my dark brown hair down and let it fall in soft waves over my delicate shoulders. My little tits wobbled gently as I arranged my hair then climbed onto the bed on my knees, straddling Joseph and noting his prominent erection with satisfaction.

Still straddling my new husband, I pressed my tits into his face and rubbed them up and down as I gyrated in his lap. His hands clutched are my bare arse cheeks and he groaned with desire as he kneaded the soft flesh left exposed by my skimpy white underwear. I leaned back a little and looked him in the eye.

“I belong to you now, my darling. Are you ready to consummate our marriage?” I giggled at the novelty of these words and leaned in for an increasingly urgent kiss, pressing my tongue past Joseph’s lips and moaning into his mouth. “I want you to take me, darling, and penetrate my tight hole. My body is ready and waiting for you to make me pregnant. I can’t wait much longer.”

Joseph grabbed me by the waist and threw me down on the bed underneath him, planting kisses all over my body and mauling my tits and my arse as he pulled of his clothes. I squealed in jest and scrambled away from him but he grabbed my ankles and pulled me back towards him. Now he was completely naked and I could see my husband’s huge throbbing member dangling over me, perilously close to my juicy little vagina. He cradled my face and reached down with one hand; before I knew it he had roughly pulled my underwear aside and thrust his hot organ deep into my receptive vaginal canal. He immediately started thrusting hard, pushing his cock further and further into me until he was buried to the root in his gasping bride’s tight pussy. I could feel Joseph’s turgid cock completely stretching and stuffing my hole and rubbing pleasurably against my cervix.

“Christ Serena, you’re so tight. It’s unbelievable. You made me wait too long for this. I’m gonna pound my new wife all night.” Joseph’s weight and strength pinned me to the bed, and he held my wrists as he grunted and continued to penetrate my little vagina forcefully. My elastic thong was gathered in my groin at one side as my husband’s large sexual organ pushed into my body. My swollen labia were slick and shiny with sexual juices and were being spread wide open by every stroke of Joseph’s cock. My pussy had tightened after a month of no sex and it was now stretching pleasurably around Joseph’s swollen member. My pert little tits jiggled with every penetrative thrust and my ineffectual şişli escort lacy bra had been pushed down to expose my hardened nipples, which dragged across Joseph’s muscular chest as he moved above me. My squeals grew higher pitched as this forceful intercourse stimulated my clitoris and drew me towards a shivering climax.

Before I could orgasm, my husband pulled out of me and roughly tugged at my bridal lingerie until it was torn off. He turned over onto his back and positioned me right above his pulsing penis, then slammed upwards into my slippery pussy. I settled down on top of him, my thighs splayed wide over Joseph’s strong firm body, allowing him the maximum depth of vaginal penetration. I sat up straight and groped my tits as I bounced on his thick cock, staring my new husband in the eye and gently biting my lip. Joseph’s hands found my waist and he manoeuvred me up and down on his shiny shaft, looking between my face and my pussy lips.

When Joseph looked down he could see his wide organ stretching open my smooth bald labia and disappearing up into my rippling vaginal cavity, and I could feel my husband’s loaded testicles slap against my bum cheeks as we writhed against each other. I tingled with arousal at the thought of his hot sperm pouring into my unprotected vagina. He moved one hand down to my clit and stimulated it slowly with his thumb while I continued to wriggle up and down on his engorged member. After a few moments, the gentle tickling sensation of Joseph’s hand at my clit, combined with the relentless invasion of my tight vaginal canal, tipped me over the edge into climax.

I threw my head back and let out a guttural moan as my pussy twitched and convulsed around my husband’s huge cock. I leaned backwards on my hands and as I was swept away by intense sexual pleasure, Joseph could see my sexual secretions dripping out from between my labia and coating his pubic area. I collapsed onto his chest, panting, and held him tight to my sweaty body as I recovered from an incredible, all-consuming orgasm. My pelvic muscles continued to spasm involuntarily as I settled down in my husband’s arms, still straddling him, and sighed with contentment.

“So baby, was it worth the wait?” Joseph chuckled as he pushed my hair out of my eyes and tipped my chin upwards to look at my flushed face. “I love you so much, Serena. And I’m glad we abstained for a while because now you’re ripe for impregnation. I’m going to fill you with my warm cum until your pussy overflows with it. My strong sperm will enter your womb tonight and you will carry my child.” My quivering pussy made a quiet squelch as Joseph withdrew his thick, erect organ and pushed me off him. Still in a daze from my shivering climax, I slumped face down onto the bed. I felt the mattress shift as he climbed on top of me, his knees on the outside of my thighs and his hands by my shoulders.

I was lying face down sarıyer escort and my husband lowered his body down on top of me, with his legs pushing mine together and his arms holding my hands tightly by the sides of my face. I was completely overpowered and pressed deeper into the bed as my husband settled his weight onto my body. He wasn’t uncomfortably heavy but I could hardly move at all as his thick erection pressed between my arse cheeks and slid gently up and down, lubricated by the copious vaginal secretions released during my orgasm. Joseph kissed the back of my neck and his breath tickled my ear as he whispered to me.

“I hope you’re ready for my cum, my darling. Once I’ve filled you up there’s no going back.” I was overcome with joy and love as my husband adjusted his hips, pushed my thighs open slightly, and slid his thick cock back into my hot little pussy. Slowly at first, he pulsed in and out of me, still holding my arms very tightly and resting his face in the nook between my shoulder blade and the back of my neck. At this angle, Joseph’s cock pressed deliciously against the front wall of my vaginal canal and I shivered in his strong arms as his toned pelvic muscles pressed into my pliable buttocks. I managed to stretch my lower back upwards and adjust my hips a little in order to straighten my vaginal passage and allow my husband to penetrate me even more deeply. He sighed with pleasure as he claimed his new bride and increased the pace of his thrusts as his climax drew closer.

Just as my toes tingled and I felt a delicious warm orgasm flooding through my belly and clenching in my genitals, I felt my husband stiffen on top of me and press his organ deep into my pussy, all the way towards my little cervix. He groaned and exhaled quickly as his hot cum shot up through his lengthy shaft and into my eager vaginal cavity. His swollen bell-end was pressing tightly into my cervix, ensuring the potent seed had the best chance of entering my womb and impregnating me. Joseph stayed very still and held me in place tightly as his semen continued to squirt into me, flooding my passage and swiftly travelling into my reproductive organs. I could feel hot spurts in the depths of my vagina and I knew his sperm were coursing upwards into my fertile womb. I gasped as more semen pulsed into me in ropes, splashing inside my tight pussy and eventually leaking out around the thick root of my husband’s shaft.

Pinned underneath him, I was in ecstasy as Joseph thoroughly inseminated me. As his heavy testicles emptied themselves into my receptive sexual organs, Joseph clenched his buttocks as if to expel as much potent semen into my vagina as possible. Excess cum frothed in my perineum and around my groin, mixing with our combined sweat and dribbling down onto the bed to form a large round wet patch. Joseph sighed quietly as he slumped over my small frame and ejaculated the final remnants of his fertile semen towards my unprotected womb.

After a moment, Joseph pulled me sideways and I was more comfortable as he spooned me from behind and his muscular body was not weighing down on mine. With his hands gently cupping my slightly sweaty tits, he snuggled into me and we fell into a deep sleep with our sated sexual organs still tightly entwined.

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