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** The ad was on the fourth page of the newspaper’s classified section. Small print, no header. Dr. Ana Von Gaarten, Ph.D. is seeking stories of anal sex for a sex study. Must be personal and must be well-detailed. If the story is accepted for inclusion into the study, the writer will receive $1,000 dollars and will be required to sign a waiver for publication purposes. Send replies to P.O. Box 745, New York, New York … **

Dr. Von Gaarten,

My name is Jess and I am a lesbian. I want to share my first anal time with you but it’s not what you would think. It was not a strap-on; it was a real live man! I had to be coerced into it but looking back on it, it was well worth it! Hope it’s not too short!

Jess

I said I wasn’t going to speak to her. I said that I wasn’t going to touch her. Instead, I decided to leave her. After five years of ups and downs, highs and lows, I couldn’t deal with this. You wouldn’t be able to, either, if you’d found your lover in bed with a man. Not a big deal? It is if you’re a lesbian.

It was our last evening in San Francisco. We’d decided to take the trip as a reward for buying our first home and had had a wonderful time – until Bethany almanbahis met Jeff Winters. It was even worse because she knew him. He was an old boyfriend from high school and was in town for an electronics convention. Small world, eh?

I’d gone downstairs to luxuriate in the spa for awhile and was unpleasantly surprised to find the two of them in bed. Bethany had only smiled.

“What the fuck is going on?”

“A little education.” She said, grinning at Jeff. “Come join us.”

“Are you crazy? He’s a man.”

“Yes, he is.”

“And you’re a lesbian.”

“Yes, I am.”

“You don’t see a problem?”

“Not at all. Come here and let me show you.”

“Fuck you!”

Bethany laughed again. “That’s the general idea.” I turned on my heel, intending to never speak or touch her again but Jeff grabbed me, holding me tightly. “Show her what I mean, Jeff.”

“NO!” I didn’t want to be fucked by a man. I wasn’t interested at all. I still had my hymen to prove that point. Bethany just laughed as I struggled in Jeff’s arms. He pushed me facedown on the bed and held me there while my girlfriend, soon to be ex, tied my hands and feet to the corner posts of the almanbahis yeni giriş bed. I started to cry. “Bethany, please! You know I don’t want this.”

“Yes, you will. Trust me.”

How could I trust her? I was so demoralized. This was the woman I wanted to spend my life with and she was betraying the most basic tenet of my life: no men. I laid there crying my heart out and nearly choked on a sob when I felt Jeff’s rough tongue basting my ass crack. It felt different but so good. The sobs in my throat quickly died, replaced whimpers and moans. His tongue lapped by sensitive ass flesh, nipping near the entrance to my dribbling pussy and lightly rimming my asshole.

Without a warning, his tongue delved inside my asshole and I came immediately. I was stunned that I had cum so quickly and without any vaginal stimulation. Bethany moved into my view, a smile on her face. “God, Bethany, what are you doing to me?”

“Giving you a little education. You know I like to share my knowledge with you.” She bent down and kissed me, sliding her tongue in and wrapping around mine and the sensation of her tongue in my mouth and Jeff’s in my ass made me cum again. I groaned almanbahis giriş in disappointment when she pulled away and moved down with Jeff. She slid her body underneath mine and presented me with her fragrant pussy, slick with juices and I happily bent to my work. In the mean time, she was working on my own sopping pussy, sucking the lips in and thrusting her tongue deep into the wet core.

Jeff’s tongue left my asshole and I jumped when I felt the head of his cock pressing against my sphincter. “Relax.” He whispered and Bethany redoubled her efforts, drawing my attention away. The pain was brief, made better because I was orgasming through most of his entrance. It was the most incredible feeling I’d ever felt. Jeff began to move but did it slowly, matching Bethany’s loving licks. I tried to apply myself to licking her pussy but I couldn’t stop gasping at the sensations that were racking my body and turning me into a quivering mass.

I came and came again, moaning into Bethany’s juicy puss and eagerly sucking her dry until she came again. It was only a few moments later that we all three came together, Jeff pumping his load into a condom and pulling out after catching his breath. Bethany slid out from under and untied me and the three of us laid together, trembling and temporarily sated.

“Are you still mad?”

Bethany giggled as I cuddled up to her. “No, but let me know the next time you want a little education.”

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Sara woke up and stretched. Nate’s bed was warm and comfortable and she didn’t really want to move. She lay for a few minutes until she couldn’t stay still any longer. She was wide awake so she slid out of bed and walked to the bathroom, completely naked. Sara felt relaxed and well rested and at ease with her body. Nate made her feel confident and sexy.

In the bathroom Sara turned on the shower with hot water, the bathroom started to steam up almost immediately. Nate’s shower was large enough for about five people and had a bench across one side wide enough for a person to lay on comfortably. She wondered if that was why the bench was there and grinned at the thought of trying it out. She slid into the spray of water and let the water beat down on her head. She washed her hair and was rinsing the soap from it when the lights went out.

The bathroom had only one small window on the other side of the room, so without the lights it was fairly dark. As her eyes adjusted, she could see the outline of the door and, as the door to the shower opened, the outline of Nate.

“I didn’t say you could share my shower,” she said, turning back around to finish rinsing her hair. She could feel herself start to tingle already, with the expectation of what was to come.

“It’s my shower, technically,” Nate replied, standing behind her, his half-hard penis brushing her butt.

“Why did you turn out the lights?” she asked.

“You like the lights off. And it reminds me of the dark bathroom the first time,” he whispered in her ear, his breath causing her shiver when it blew across her wet skin.

He moved her hair to one side and began to kiss her neck. He rubbed his hands up and down her arms a few times before twining his fingers with hers and pulling her arms out to the side. He moved forward, pressing himself hard against her, forcing her to move forward as well. He took another step and Sara was pressed against the wall under the showerhead, the water falling on Nate’s head and running down his chest and her back. He lifted her arms and pinned her hands above her head, just under the showerhead, with one hand, using the other to gently caress her skin down to her hip and back up to brush over the swell of her breast pressed against the tile. Even out from under the hot spray Sara was warm from the heat and steam from the shower, but she shivered at his touch anyway. He kissed her neck again, moving up the side of it to her ear, where he took the lobe into his mouth and nipped at it lightly with his teeth.

Sara rested her head against the tile and felt his hand running down her side and his fingers digging into her hip briefly before moving back up. His mouth on her ear and neck was causing her to feel the familiar wetness between her legs. Sara could feel his erection pressed against her butt, the head resting at her lower back. Nate moved his hips slightly to push his erection up and then back down against her. She could feel the heat of him on her skin and could feel the hardness of it. He moved again and then pushed his hips forward harder. Sara grinned.

“What, this is all the foreplay I get today?” she asked.

“I haven’t entered you yet. I’m just getting comfortable,” he replied, and true to his word, Sara didn’t feel him trying to push inside her. He simply had pressed his penis into the crack of her ass, like a hotdog in a bun. She enjoyed the feeling of him rubbing against her asshole like that as he continued to kiss and lick and nibble her neck and ear.

“You’re teasing me,” she said softly.

Nate simply smiled and began thrusting a little faster. The feeling of his hot erection rubbing like that almanbahis made Sara even wetter. It still surprised her how fast he could turn her on and how wet she always got with him. She could already feel some juice leaking onto her thighs.

Just before Sara was about to beg him to do more, Nate released her arms and gripped her hips, pulling her backward away from the wall. He stopped so that the hot water poured down her chest, but not her face. The hot water on her nipples felt wonderfully erotic and they stiffened slightly. Nate brought his hands up to cup her breasts and Sara lifted her arms to put around his neck and pull him down so she could kiss him. With Nate’s tongue running across her own at this angle, the kiss felt different than usual. He began to pinch her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, tugging them away from her body. Sara broke the kiss and sighed, her head back against his shoulder. Nate squeezed and manipulated her nipples until she could hardly stand it and then let go to have the hot water spray on them, giving Sara a new wave of wetness between her legs.

Just as she was getting used to what he was doing, Nate spun her around to face him and pushed her back against the wall. He took her hands and pinned them above her head again, using the free hand to cup one breast as he lowered his head to the other. Sara’s head rolled against the tile as his tongue rolled over the hard nub and he sucked it hard into his mouth. Nate’s hard cock was pressed between them, digging into her stomach. He moved his hips like he had before, masturbating himself lightly between their bodies. Nate switched back and forth to give her nipples equal attention. Each time he sucked, jolts went straight from her chest to her pussy. Her juice was dripping onto her thigh and she was aching for some attention. She tried to rub herself against him, but he had her pressed against the wall so that she couldn’t get the right position. Suddenly Nate nipped at her nipple, making her jump, although she couldn’t really move at all. Sara gasped. He had been paying so much attention to them that they were red and distended and very sensitive, so the light nip of teeth was more painful that it would have been normally, but she was so turned on that the pain felt wonderful. He did it again to the other, getting the same reaction.

“Stop teasing me,” she pleaded, trying to pull her arms free.

“Why?” Nate asked, looking up at her briefly before going back to her breasts.

“I want to play. It’s not fair that I can’t touch you.”

Sara was thoroughly enjoying the way Nate was being aggressive and yet slow with the foreplay. It was different than normal and it excited her almost as much as what he was actually doing to her.

Nate suddenly let go and stepped back from her. Sara took her chance and pushed him back to the wall with the bench and had him sit as she kneeled between his legs. His cock stood out, completely hard, and glistening with a mixture of water and precum leaking from the tip. She licked the head and watched it twitch.

“Mmmm. Yummy. My favorite flavor,” she said as she kissed her way down the side. One hand held the base and the other rested on his thigh to keep her steady. As she licked and kissed the sides all around she told him, “I love your cock. It’s the perfect size to hit all those fabulous places inside me. It gets so hard and hot.”

Nate loved listening to her talk like that and he was afraid he might not be able to hold back if she played with him too long. He sighed as he felt her mouth engulf the head of his cock, the light suction pulling him deeper to her throat.

Sara could feel almanbahis yeni giriş the throbbing of his penis in her mouth and smiled around it as best she could. He filled her mouth completely and pushed the back of her throat but she started to pull off him, teasing him. His hands went to her head and pushed her gently back down. She swallowed around his cock and took him as far as she could, the feeling of him pushing her head down making her orgasm start to build even more. He released her head and she slowly slid her mouth up the shaft until just the head was left inside and gently ran her teeth across the skin as she pulled him out of her mouth.

Sara was about to go back down and take him back in her mouth but Nate pulled her up as he stood. He positioned her facing the wall, leaning over, bracing herself with her arms while knelt behind her. He lightly patted her ass and then pushed down on her back for her to arch more. He spread her cheeks apart and ran his tongue lightly over her skin. He could taste the water and her juices. He licked across her puckered hole and pressed a little. He could smell her arousal and couldn’t wait for a fresh taste. He licked lower until he could push his tongue into her gash, letting her juices run into his mouth. She was literally dripping wet. He pointed his tongue and pushed it into her, the angle causing him to hit the front of her pussy, near the g-spot.

Sara moaned and tried to stand still as Nate ate her pussy. Her legs were feeling weak and her orgasm was coming fast. “Oh, fuck,” she said, as his tongue thrust into her again. “I’m going to come if you don’t stop that,” she told him. Nate thrust his tongue harder into her a few times and then pulled away.

“That’s the point, isn’t it?” he said. He pulled her up and led her to the end of the bench. “Kneel here,” he told her, kissing her deeply. Sara could taste herself on his tongue. She knelt on the bench and leaned forward, on all fours, in front of him. Nate got down on his knees again and spread her ass again. This time he licked across her hole and pushed harder, the tip of his tongue penetrating her. He pulled back out and licked his way down to her clit, licking around her hole and circling the button lightly. Sara pushed back against him and he flattened his tongue against her clit and licked like it was an ice cream. Then he pointed his tongue again and flicked back and forth across the sensitive area making Sara shake. He lightly spanked her ass and then pushed his finger into her wet pussy while his tongue continued to play around her clit. He never stayed in one place long enough for her to cum but he kept her close to the breaking point. His finger was joined by another and he slowly pumped them in and out. Nate flattened his tongue against her clit again and pulled it backward slowly as his fingers were pulling out of her pussy. He replaced his fingers with his tongue, enjoying her flavor, while his fingers pressed against her exposed asshole. He slowly slid one finger in, timing the stroke with the stroke of his tongue. He slid the second finger in with the first and pumped them, gaining speed, his tongue licking her faster and faster, running across her clit more and more until Sara bucked and humped his hand, moaning ad screaming as she came, her cum flooding Nate’s mouth.

Sara leaned her head down against the bench, her ass still in the air, Nate’s fingers still in her, his tongue licking lightly around her pussy to catch all the juice. He stood up and lined his cock up with her ass and pushed firmly, but slowly, into her. Her orgasm had relaxed her muscles so that there wasn’t much resistance.

“God you’re almanbahis giriş ass is so tight,” he grunted as he pushed into her. “You are so hot and tight. I hope I don’t cum right away.”

“I don’t know if I can take it,” she said, not moving. “You feel so big, and I feel like I can’t move.”

“You’ll move,” he said, “I’m going to fuck so hard you will be rocking back and forth whether you want to or not.” He was almost all the way in and thrust hard to bury himself inside her. Sara moaned and pushed back against him. “See, I told you that you would move,” he said, leaning over her and wrapping his arms around her waist. He pulled her up with him, the movement driving him deeper in her. Sara moaned again and could feel herself start dripping juice again. The bench was the perfect height that Nate standing and Sara on her knees on the bench were lined up perfectly so that Sara could move up and down as if sitting on his cock. Nate held her up against him, his hands pushing her breasts together and kneading them before tweaking the nipples again. Sara moved herself on Nate’s huge erection, feeling him fill her to the brim. As he pulled her nipples with one hand, the other moved down to her pussy, pushing into her. She could feel him in both holes, as his fingers moved out his cock pushed in and vice versa. If it wasn’t for his arm around her she would have flopped back down.

Nate stopped for a moment, and moved without pulling out of her. He stepped around the corner of the bench and moved her with him so that she was facing the wall and could lean against it if she needed. Then he began to thrust again.

“Do you like this?” he whispered in her ear. Sara could only nod.

“You like the way I fuck you?” he asked, thrusting harder at the word “fuck”. Sara was moaning and pushing back against him, trying to make him go faster, but he slowed down.

“Please,” she panted.

“Please what?”

“Please, fuck me faster. Harder. Please.”

Nate did as she asked, thrusting harder into her, picking up the pace. His fingers, buried deep in her pussy, stopped moving in and out, and instead stroked her fast and hard, in sync with his cock buried deep in her ass. Sara could feel another orgasm building and cried out as it swept over her, her juices pouring over his hand and down her legs, splashing the bench. She had never had so much come out before.

As Nate got closer to his orgasm his thrusts became shorter and even harder. He wasn’t pulling out as much, instead fucking her deeply. His movements weren’t steady anymore and Sara bucked on him, bouncing her ass up and down on his erection. He couldn’t hold back anymore and let go as he pulled out of her. She could feel the heat of his cum inside her and then more splashing across her ass cheeks until they felt coated. Sara turned around and instantly took him into her mouth, one hand around the base and the other cupping his balls. She squeezed and sucked him deep into her mouth, milking the last of his cum out of him. She could feel him softening in her mouth and took advantage of that to suck him until she had all of him in her mouth and throat. She pulled her head off of his soft cock, cleaning him with her tongue as she went, until he popped out. She licked her lips and lay back on the bench. She shivered, this time from cool air.

“The water is cold now,” Nate said, moving to turn it off. The bathroom was still steamy but cooling off quickly. Nate opened the stall door and pulled the soft, fuzzy robes off the hook. He put one on and helped Sara stand up and wrapped the other robe around her. Nate took Sara by the hand and led her out of the bathroom and lifted her up and dropped her on the bed.

“Now that we have that out of the way,” he said, leaning over her, “we can get down to some serious fucking.”

Sara realized just then that it was Valentine’s Day. What a wonderful present, she thought.

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It’s morning. You wake up and quickly realize that you are restrained to the bed by your wrists that hold your arms out at a sixty degree angle. Your eyes open with a look of panic and you see me sitting by your feet. Your gaze wanders over my naked body and the look in my eyes tells you that I am up to something. I can see the initial fear is gone as a smile curves your lips. “What’s this baby girl?”

Without a word I climb on the bed and straddle your face, my thighs grazing your cheeks. I lower my pussy to your face and tease you with it holding it an inch out of reach letting you look and breathe your fill. I can see the hunger in your eyes; my smell drives you wild. “This is me having my wicked way with you,” I smile down slyly.

“Payback for all those spankings?” You whisper against my cunt and lick your lips.

I fight the urge to press myself into your mouth and shake my head. “Because I want to have all this power under my control.”

Your eyes lock on mine and it registers on your face that I am not playing around. “I’m not some sub baby girl,” you respond firmly.

Ignoring your objection I slowly slide my hand down to my clit and begin rubbing it right above your face. I take my time, parting my lips and letting you look your fill of my open pussy. Your gaze is hungry as it shifts to the glistening folds slowly being worked over. There is a wet suction as I penetrate my pink flesh with a finger and pull it out to wipe it against your cheek, just out of reach of your tongue. “You will be when I’m done.”

Before you can object, I lower my pussy to your mouth and mash my aching clit against your open lips. There is a look of defiance in your eyes as I ride your face with a nice slow grind of my hips. I can feel you holding your lips in place doing your best to deny what you really want. You give up your fight as I bite my lip and beg you with my eyes. A growl escapes your mouth as you begin licking and tonguing me, gathering up as much of my taste as you can into your mouth. I can feel the pressure build under your mastery. Seeing you tied up makes me throb in a way that excites me like never before. I cum as your mouth latches onto my clit and you suck hard, throwing me over the edge.

As I come down from my pleasure I realize that my hands are gripping your hair. Without missing a beat I tighten my grip and begin fucking your face, reveling in the sound of my wet cunt smacking against your mouth. I ride you hard, taking what I want from you. Something inside me unfurls and I become more verbal, asking you if you like my cunt and the taste of my juice. The language that comes out if your mouth thrills me. I moan and grunt, yelling at you to eat me, lick me, suck me as my pussy fucks harder and harder against your hungry mouth. When my second orgasm rocks me I collapse beside you, breathing hard. After a few moments, I catch my breath and look over at you. Your eyes are the darkest I’ve ever seen them and your mouth is covered in my cum. I bite my lip and sit up smiling down at you, seeing your cock ramrod straight and your arms straining against their ties. You want loose. You want me.

Only I have other plans for you. Leaning down I give your cock a teasing lick and push your legs back against your chest. “Stay like this until I tell you to move,” I say before leaning down to bury my tongue between the cheeks of your ass. I fuck your hole with my tongue and revel in the moans of pleasure I hear. It isn’t often you let me do this but almanbahis you know I crave it. “You like it when I eat your little asshole, don’t you?” There is a battle in your eyes as we dance closer to boundaries uncrossed before.

“You know I do,” you say in a strained voice. It isn’t enough. I come up from between your legs and arch an eyebrow, shaking my head. “Tell me then…say it,” I order. Your jaw flexes and I can tell you are clenching your teeth in frustration. “I fucking love when you eat my asshole baby girl.” I feel a jolt at your tone and smile wickedly, returning to your exposed pucker and resume licking and sucking. It isn’t long before you are straining to keep your legs up and pushing your ass in my face. I sit up and make a show of wiping my wet mouth on my arm.

Our eyes burn on each others and I know you need to cum. Without a word I reach over to the bedside table and pull it open and pick out a toy…a medium sized glass plug that you know is going to be a tight fit for your unused ass. I make a show of tonguing it and sucking it in my mouth to warm it up. I can hear your breathing coming faster and faster in anticipation. I load up my finger with lube and begin working it in and out of your tight, slick hole. I try to keep a calm look on my face at the noises you are making but my body is on fire inside. I add a second finger and then a third; your ass stretching easily for me. Fingering your ass creates a consuming heat in my pussy. I have to remind myself to be patient; that the payoff will be worth it for the both of us.

When I’ve fucked your ass with three fingers for a bit I pull out one finger and spread the other two creating a nice hole to pour some lube into. When your juicy ass is overflowing I remove my fingers and begin working the solid plug in. Your ass looks amazing as it swallows the widest part and disappears. I admire my work and let you release your legs. The pressure against your sweet spot is intense and your cock is ramrod straight and leaking a steady drip of precum. I debate about leaving you like that but then at the last minute I straddle your face again and grab a handful of hair, pulling your lips against my pussy and telling you to hold still while I fuck myself against you. My thighs clench tight on either side of you and I cum hard, leaving a nice glossy sheen of my cum over your face. Climbing down I smile at my handiwork and leave the bedroom without a look back.

I return in what seems like an eternity. The plug in your ass assures that your cock has remained hard the entire time. There is a pool of precum against your stomach. You are sweating and breathing hard,

needing to cum. As I walk in you growl at me and say, “Dammit, untie me now.” Ignoring you I walk over to the bed and swipe my finger into the sticky pool of cum and bring it up to your lips, telling you to open up and clean my finger. You do catching my finger sharply between your teeth. It stings but I let it go, knowing full well your dominant side is lying just below the surface. “Tell me you love cum,” I order. You hesitate and release my finger, “Fuck yes,” you grit out. I smile and slowly climb onto your chest, sitting with my ass and pussy right in front of your face. You can see I am wet and ready to play again. Taking another toy from the drawer I place a vibe – a special g-spot vibe – against my pussy and begin working it in. After a minute I begin fucking my cunt at a nice steady pace and you can tell by how juicy it sounds that I almanbahis yeni giriş am extremely aroused. After a few minutes of watching and listening I tell you to hold your mouth open and you do eagerly. I work the vibe hard against my g-spot and begin cumming loudly. “Oh god…” I pull the toy out and you are rewarded with a warm, wet spray of cum that lands on your face and tongue. I repeat it two more times, each time pulling out to squirt in your mouth. You swallow as best you can and hold your tongue out for more…a sight so fucking sexy I know I’ll never get enough of you. I smile and lower my dripping pussy over your mouth to lick clean.

Climbing off of you I bend down to suck the head of your cock in my mouth. You groan and try and push up inside. I pull off and shake my head. “I’m not done playing,” I say. Smiling wickedly I pull your plug out and watch as your asshole gapes wide. I tell you to pull your legs back and you do. I lean over and spit into you stretched ass, loving the groan of pleasure that comes out of you. “Do you like your ass filled baby?”

“Baby girl…no more games..” you try to assert some authority into your tone but you are too far gone. I cross my arms and ask you if your ass likes being filled, this time in a firm voice. You close your eyes for a second, collecting your patience. When they open you have the sexiest look in your eyes, You slowly lick your lips and say, “I fucking love having my asshole filled.” I have to bite my lip to stop the moan from escaping. I smile and pull another toy from the drawer. This one is a vibe of a bit bigger width…it slides in with a little help and I turn it on low. You immediately moan and arch your hips of the bed. I begin to walk away. “Baby girl!” you call out. I turn back and arch my eyebrow in question. “Please…I can’t take much more of this.” Keeping as cool a look on my face I try to hide the fact that I am seconds away from pouncing on you. “You will though…if you want to cum,” and with that I leave the room, putting a little more sway in my hips that usual. I smile as I hear you groan and swear from a distance.

When I return 20 minutes later you are moaning and breathing hard and I can tell you have been right on the edge for a while but can’t quite find release. I approach the bed and drink my fill of you in such a submissive state. “I swear…I have never seen a sexier sight than you are right now.” I lean down and whisper in your ear that you have me so wet I am dripping down my thighs. “Omg…shut that thing off Baby girl!!” Knowing you are beyond close I reach out at hand and switch off the vibrations. You immediately release a breath and let your head fall back on the bed. I slide a finger up your stiff cock and you cry out in dismay as though my single touch could send you over the edge.

I smile and decide you need to come down a bit from your arousal if I am going to get everything out of you that I need. Untying one wrist I tell you to get on your hands and knees. You do, groaning loudly from the stiffness in your muscles. I retie your wrist to the bed and crawl behind you. “Spread your legs and stick your ass out.” You do, way passed your resistance to being submissive and hoping for some release. Slowly sliding the vibe out I watch with extreme pleasure as your ass stays open to form a perfect O. “Fuck…your ass baby…UNF.”

“Oh god I need you baby girl,” you whisper tiredly and I place a hand on your back and let you feel my touch as I slowly lean down almanbahis giriş and slide my tongue inside your ass. We both groan and I continue to massage your hole with my tongue, sliding in as deep as I can go. The noises you make are almost incoherent and I know this is driving you wild. Moving beside you I pull your face into mine and push my tongue inside your hot mouth letting you taste yourself on my tongue. I let you suck it clean before pulling away. Your eyes lock on mine intensely. “Please…” My heart begins beating fast and I barely breath the words, “I need to hear you say it, baby.” I swear your eyes burn black in that moment as they drill into mine and you give into what you need. “Fuck my ass baby girl…take it…it’s yours.” I release the breath I was holding and lean into kiss you gently, whispering “always mine” against your lips.

I pull away from the kiss because the need has been building all morning and we both have one thing in mind. Moving off the bed, I pull one last item from the drawer. I step into the harness and slide it up my legs, securing it at my hips. I look down at the girl cock attached and begin stroking it. I move back toward your mouth and because I can’t help myself I tell you to suck me. There isn’t any hesitation, just your hungry mouth latching on and pulling me inside. Watching you suck my cock is one of the most erotic things I have ever experienced. My hands find their way into your hair as I pull you in closer, forcing the cock in a little more. When saliva begins to leak from your mouth I pull out and move behind you. Taking the bottle of lube I squirt a little into your gaping ass. You moan as the cool moisture slide deep inside. I squirt some in my hands and work my cock until the entire surface is shiny. Lining the head of my cock up with your ass I rub the tip into your hole and smack it obscenely a couple of times. “Ask me again,” I say.

“Now baby girl…fuck my ass!!” you cry out pushing against the tip. You gasp as I enter and I tell you your hole looks hot spreading open for my cock. You whimper at the pressure against your prostate and I know you must be close. “Don’t cum until I say baby,” I warn, pushing all the way inside of you. “Oh fuck,” your breath swooshes out of you. I grab your ass cheeks in each of my hands and begin pulling you back and forth over my cock. I fuck into your hole with abandon. Smack, smack, SMACK! My hips against your full round ass nearly sends me over the edge. “Take my cock baby..open up and take it!” You cry out and pull against the restraints around your wrists. You are out of your mind…desperate to release and cum. My pussy is right on the edge and I let loose, drilling into your ass and fucking hard. “I want you to cum baby but you cannot touch your cock…only the force of my fucking is what’s going to make this cock cum, you understand me?” Lost in your own wild lust you grunt “Yes,” as you push back to meet my every thrust. I grab your hips, tilt my cock up and begin pounding your sweet spot. You cry out and begin saying, “Fuck me…fuck me…fuck my ass!”

My pussy is about to explode and I yell, “Take it baby…make this ass cum for me!! SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!! You make an animal-like noise and begin moaning as your orgasm rocks you. It sets off my own and I cum hard, pounding my clit against your full ass. We collapse into a pile and I fight to catch my breath as my mouth seeks out yours, both of our bodies still shaking from pleasure. I quickly untie your hands. “OMG baby…thank you,” I whisper against your mouth. “I love you,” you barely get out. I brush the sweat from your forehead and kiss it. “I love you, baby.” In that moment I am at a loss for words…I smile and curl up against you knowing I am the luckiest girl.

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Good morning, folks. Lucas Brown is the name. A tall, good-looking young Black man from Georgia. I attend the prestigious Georgia Tech Institute of Technology on an academic scholarship. My dad Derek Brown is a policeman. My older brothers James and Nicolas are firemen in Atlanta. Our mother died giving birth to yours truly. We all live in a nice duplex together down in Atlanta. That’s as far as the façade of normalcy goes in my life. Underneath the mask of intellect and responsibility, I’m a sexual hedonist constantly on the prowl for sexual adventures of the extreme kind. Yeah, that’s me in a nutshell.

I got a question for you. What gives you pleasure? Maybe you like to play a sport, watch television, surf the Internet or write. Traveling might be your thing. We’ve all got some form of special interests. For me, my special interest has always been anal sex. I’m obsessed with it. It’s a time-consuming fascination. You could say that I’ve got an anal fixation. It’s a craving that I will do anything to satisfy. I’ve always had this deeply personal and decidedly special interest. While it’s considered taboo in some places, it’s something I have enjoyed many times, with women of all races, shapes and sizes. I must seek out partners willing to participate in this act. I have no other way to fulfill my needs.

This fascination of mine has led me many places. Like the bedrooms almanbahis şikayet of women from here to Calcutta. Presently, I’m in the bathroom at Dunkin Donuts. I’m standing there, with my pants down. And I’m not alone. Postured on all fours is some woman I met a few minutes ago. She works at this place. We clicked and decided to hook up. Turns out she’s into the same things I am. Her name is Trish, or so she told me. She’s a plain-faced, green-eyed, plump woman from Dayton, Ohio. New to ATL. We just met and already I’m doing her. Trish is biting her lip as my hands grasp her large breasts. Her plump body shakes, and not from any southern earthquakes. Nah, she’s quaking because of my hard black dick which is currently buried in her asshole. I thrust into her, hard and fast.

Truth be told, I’m not even that attracted to Trish. She’s not my type. Then again, I don’t have a type. The only requirement I have when dealing with a woman is that she needs to be into anal sex. That’s all I need. Oh, and a fine butt helps but that ass has got to be willing to get penetrated. I don’t much care about her personality, looks, special interests, career or history. I don’t even care about her health. She could be Miss Congeniality or the Wicked Witch of the west. It’s all the same to me. Sex with me is a want, it’s a need. No more emotion attached to it than a trip to the can. All almanbahis canlı casino I want is her ass, for a few moments of pleasure. I always get my way. So, I bent Trish further down so that her big butt stuck in the air as I rammed my cock down her dark tunnel. She grunts as I fuck her ass. All around us is the disgusting smell of the women’s bathroom. Yes, the ladies room was messier than the men’s bathroom by far. The only reason we’re here is because the men’s room was occupied.

I stopped playing with Trish breasts and placed my hands on those wide hips of hers as I continued ramming my cock down her asshole. Oh, man. This was the stuff right there! There’s nothing in the world I love more than to thrust my cock into a big woman’s extraordinarily tight butt hole. Yeah, big women have the tightest backdoors in the world. That’s why I love them so much. Oh, by love I mean the backdoors, not their owners. Don’t get it twisted.

As I explored the anal cavity of Trish, she furiously masturbated, thrusting her fingers into her sopping wet pussy while getting drilled in the ass. I watched her pleasuring herself, a curious thing to watch, to be sure. Oh, well. Pussy play has never been my thing. I much prefer the back door. I continued fucking that ass of hers, hard and fast, until its vise-like tightness proved too much for me and I finally came, sending my almanbahis casino seed deep inside her. Trish gasped as my seed erupted within her. Her body trembled some more and I held onto her tightly as delicious spasms rocked us both. She turned around and looked at me, a wicked smile on her face. I grinned. Yeah, this was fun. Grinning, I pulled out of her, then pulled my jeans back up. Silently, we readjusted our clothes and left the ladies room. As we exited together, some old woman who was sipping on her coffee gave us a horrified stare. I winked at her, and headed for the door. Trish went back to work.

In all likelihood, I would never see her again. And you know what? I’m absolutely fine with that. We had a good time. It was mutually beneficial. We don’t need to get all up in each other’s businesses. We don’t need to mess with each other’s lives. It was a good time. A half hour of fun. That’s it. Let’s move on. People need to get over their personal blockage and hang-ups when it comes to sex. That’s the way I see life. Sex is just sex. A physical need no different from urinating and defecating. It simply has to be done. With my good looks and appeal, I find no shortage of partners and that’s fine by me. Having indulged my midday lust, I’m heading back to the dorm to prepare for tonight’s Criminology class.

I’ve got a test to prepare for. see how easily I slide away from a random sexual encounter and back into my usual digs? If all men and especially women on this planet could do the same, the world would be a better place. Less crime and definitely less stress. Oh, well. Got places to be and things to do. See you around, folks.

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I dunno, the first time a guy pulled his cock out of my cunt and started screwing my ass I was hooked on the whole anal thing. It felt so nasty and unnatural and wonderful all at the same time. Like just totally going against nature or at least the natural way things are supposed to happen during sex.

It was great.

In fact, since it was an orgy where this happened I eventually had eighteen guys butt-fuck me. I mean they would screw me in the cunt too, but I asked them to do my ass and they were more than happy to do it. Of course, there was a bunch of times when I already had one guy in my twat and then the second guy would bang my rear, but either way it was wonderful.

After that first night I started really getting into ass-fucking, even when I was by myself. I had a lot of different dildos and stuff so I got some KY gel and started to experiment.

Man did it feel good.

It got to the point where this whole week went by with me just jamming stuff in my bung-hole, first thing in the morning, whenever I could during the day (more, obviously, during the weekend), then in the shower at night and before I went to sleep. After awhile I even stopped rubbing my clit and just got totally into the feel of having something nice and thick and long penetrating my ass and shoving in and out. I mean I was cumming most of the time but even when I wasn’t actually having orgasms, the pleasure of having my rectum filled that full kept me going.

I ordered one of those string thingies with the balls on it—like a string of big pearls you shove up your ass. God that was incredible. I got also bought a couple of really huge dildos too, but one was too big and hurt. The other one was hard to get in me but if I took my time—which I did—it would finally fit up my ass and I’d just go up and down on it while kneeling. It has this wide base that you can hold down with your ankles, so you can just focus on orgasming and not worry about getting carpal tunnel syndrome in your wrist from doing all that work.

The next time I went to a party and all the girls were getting naked and the guys started banging us, I just went for the ass stuff though. I mean if a guy wanted to fuck my cunt, okay, but I’d ask each one beforehand if he minded ass-fucking me, and usually they’d just get this dopey grin and do it.

It was wonderful!

Then two guys wanted to be in my butt at the same time and I went for it. I wanted to feel what it would be like. The first guy lay on his back and I got on top of him and got his prick in my bung-hole (with lots of KY and some hand-lotion somebody had) and the second guy got behind me and pushed it in. It was incredible. I mean to be stretched that wide open!

Then I was going up and down on the first guy while the second one was really giving it to me from behind, and then the guy in back came first and everything really got slick and gooey, while the first one just stayed in me. A third guy took over for the second guy and it went on like that. I guess because the first guy couldn’t move that much he lasted pretty long in me, but after awhile he was squirting too.

After that it was mostly one-on-one butt-fucking, though if a guy wanted a blowjob or wanted to fuck my pussy it was okay. I mean, I didn’t want my pussy to get jealous of my ass or anything, you know?

But after that party I went back to butt-fucking myself with my dildos. The extra-huge one I was finally able to get into me and after fucking myself with it, my ass-hole would be so huge and wide open that I found I could actually put my hand up there!

That was fun though! I think they call it ‘fist-fucking’ or something, but I didn’t make a fist inside myself. Plus it’s no big deal really because I have small hands. After that first time though, I started doing it all the time because it had such a sexy feel to it. I mean to have your hand up inside your own ass!

Then there was this weekend party at this one place in the mountains. It was a marathon really. I got there on a Friday night and the clothes came off and things just started happening right away. In just over an hour I’d gotten ass-fucked six times, had given four blowjobs, and had five guys gush in my cunt.

My kind of party.

But it got to the point where I had to take a break from it. I mean there were naked people fucking everywhere, doing every kind of thing with each other and after four more hours I was a little worn out.

My ass was too.

But even as I lay there on the carpet behind this one sofa, face down, trying to rest, guys would come by and get on me almanbahis şikayet and screw my butt. It…was okay really because I was just laying there and they were doing all the work, but at one point a girl just wants to take a breather, you know?

So three guys pumped my butt like that, and I finally got up and tried to find a quieter place. That was hard to do because literally every part of the three story house was filled with humping people! There were guys with guys doing dick sucking and ass-fucking and toe-sucking and stuff, and chicks with chicks sucking each other’s cunt and tits and fingering each other and using dildos, and the regular guy/girl stuff with girls getting poked all three ways at once. There was even this one section of the pool deck where chicks and guys were just kneeling there getting pissed on by other chicks and guys. They were drinking the stuff and rubbing it all over, and…that was kinda kinky and neat I thought.

I finally found a place to sit at the turnaround on the stairs down to the yard. I wanted a cigarette but my stuff was back up in the house and I didn’t want to have to walk all the way back in there because I’d most likely get porked six times along the way. So I was just sitting there, and then this blonde chick, really cute, comes up the stairs and sees me. She’s all covered with piss and cum streaks and everything, and looked really worn out, but she had a lit cigarette in her mouth and I asked her for a drag. She came and sat on the next stair below me and handed her cig over to me. It was really nice to take a drag and just relax.

Then she leaned her head against my shin (I had my legs up against me with my chin on my knees) and then she started petting my leg. I handed the ciggie back to her and she took a drag and handed it back, and then slipped her hand past my shins and touched my inner thighs.

God did that ever feel good. I reached down and ran my fingers through her hair, squished a glob of cum out of some of the strands, and just then my ass-hole sorta quivered and I passed air. It really wasn’t a fart; it was just all that air that had gotten rammed and trapped up my ass from all those plunging cocks, you know? But not only air came out. There was this whole fluttering gush and cum sputtered out of me and ran down onto the wooden stair.

The girl and me broke up laughing. Sort of an ‘inside’ joke I guess. But then she went on stroking my thighs and after we finished the cigarette, I spread my knees a little and she started playing with my pussy. She was also dipping her finger in that glob of goo that had come out of my ass, and licking it off. That was pretty kinky by itself, but the main thing was just watching her looking at my pussy and touching me like she was.

It was so quiet and gentle.

Then she looked up and gave me this cute smile.

“…mind if I eat you?” she said, and I shrugged and then spread my legs wide open for her.

That girl made both my holes shiver and quiver! Cum was just spurting out both ways as I came and my body went crazy. And she wasn’t doing anything but licking my clit with the tip of her tongue! I leaned back more and then got the balls of my feet on the step so I could push up and raise my cunt more level with her face. She started tongue-fucking me and more jiz squirt out of my ass and cunt. She was slurping cum up as it spilled out of my cunt (I could hear her) but mostly my mind was totally blanked out from all the intense pleasure she was giving me.

I promised myself to do her back as soon as I could.

When she started to finger-fuck my twat though, that’s when things really started to go. My hips were just going wild, lifting and rolling and everything, while she fingered me off. It felt like the inside of my cunt was ‘yawning’ wide for her, and then, just to make things worse, she got a finger in my ass-hole and I came so hard I actually pissed in her face. I started to say I was sorry, but when I looked, she was just grinning ear to ear at me.

“You like fruit juice, don’t you?” she said, and I’d had lots of punch in the house so I told her. “Yah, I can taste it.”

Then she got another finger in my ass and it was like the whole world exploded. My whole bottom was squeezing and contracting, and then I felt her take her fingers out of my cunt and shove them in my ass with the other ones. Four at once. I was still so stretched and dilated it wasn’t hard for her to do but when I felt her thumb rubbing just outside my anal ring, I looked down at her till I caught her eye.

“Your hand,” I gasped at her almanbahis canlı casino (because I wasn’t doing anything else but gasping at the time), “Put it in me. All the way….”

I was still so KY’d up and greasy the girl’s whole hand slid right up my butt with no pressure. I felt her inside me, turning her hand this way and that, and then she started ramming her arm back and forth, driving her hand in and out of me. More cums went through me. I pissed again and couldn’t shut it off. I looked and saw I’d gotten her in the face, but she was still smiling at me as she blinked big drops of piss out of her eyes. She started hand-fucking me harder and faster, and I grabbed my knees and pulled them way back over me. I never felt so open, so totally naked. I mean neither of us had a thread of clothes on, but I’m talking about a sorta mental nakedness I guess.

She did me like that for longer than I can remember. It was just one big, long orgasm with stuff squirting out all over the place, but then it stopped and I looked down and the girl was pulling her hand out.

“God, please don’t stop!” I begged her, and she was shaking her head.

“Not going to,” she said and then she leaned forward, scraped all the globs and puddles of jiz into her hand, then leaned back, raised her right leg and brought her foot up to where she could reach it. She started smearing all cum all over it like it was foot lotion, and…seeing a pretty foot like that being lubed with jiz, well, it was fucking hot.

When she was done, she pointed her slimy foot right at my ass-hole and pushed. I felt her first and second toes slip right through my dilated sphincter, but she kept pushing and pulling back slightly until all her clenched toes were inside.

Then she looked up at me and grinned.

“Here it comes,” she said, and with another push the whole front of her foot penetrated me, right up to the heel!

God it felt so huge; it felt so wonderful! I felt my ass relaxing and spreading open, and then the girl pulled back and pushed forward again, slowly but firmly. I felt her heel pressing against the lower half of my ring. I held my breath and let the shuddering feeling just go through me. Then she pulled back a little and pushed, and her heel slipped in!

My orgasm felt like my whole body was exploding from my ass and upward. Like my body was opening, spreading, splitting in two. I felt the girl turning her foot inside me and reached down to prove to myself that her whole foot was actually up my ass.

I felt only her slender ankle sticking out, and I came again. Her foot was totally buried in my ass!

Then things were just sorta blank and shivering and wonderful. Like being in a dream and floating. She foot-fucked me like that, just going back and forth in short little thrusts, and the more she fucked me, the more relaxed my bung-hole got. But after awhile, like ten minutes or something, things were feeling a little dried and gummy.

By this time, the people around us were watching; four guys and two girls. Jenny, the girl fucking me, looked up at one point (she’d been into staring at where her ankle entered my butt) and caught the attention of the guys.

“Would one of you fine gentlemen please go and get me some olive oil or something?” she asked, and one of the guys was instantly running up the stairs all excited. If he hadn’t been excited his dick would’ve been slapping his thighs as he ran, but when I looked, it was sticking straight out in front of him, jouncing like a steel spring!

“In the meantime,” one of the other guys said, stepping up close. “May I be of assistance?” He grabbed his dick and started jerking off right over the spot where the girl’s foot penetrated my ass, and in just about a minute, he was spurting all down my cunt and crack and down over Jenny’s ankle. She started rubbing and pushing the stuff in, and then a second guy took the first guy’s place and jerked off on us the same way.

Then the guy came back with a bottle of olive oil and I took it and started to pour it down my crack. It was so nice and warm and thick, just feeling it draining down over my cunt was exciting. But then Jenny was thrusting her foot in and out to get the oil worked into me, and she pulled back at one point until her heel popped out. I poured more oil and then she pushed her foot back into me.

So many orgasms! My pussy was squirting as it clenched and squeezed, my bladder was shooting everything it had, but the girl just kept foot-fucking me and ramming and rotating until it felt like my entire body had opened for all almanbahis casino to see.

Like my insides were showing, right up to my chest.

After I don’t know how long (because I was just drifting and floating on the waves of orgasm that kept going through me), some other guy got next to Jenny and started to touch and play with her other foot. I couldn’t blame him really; she was cute and her feet and legs were too. But he wanted to rub his dick on her foot and she just pointed at where her other foot was.

“I’d love to feel you cum on my toes,” she told him, and he got the idea, got up, stepped over her leg, squatted down, got some olive oil on his prick, and then started to push in over the front of her ankle. I was so loose and dilated it only felt a teeny bit uncomfortable, but then he was in me—sliding deeper and deeper along the top of Jenny’s buried foot.

He came like that. After a minute or two he was grunting and shoving and gasping and groaning. I felt Jenny wriggle her cummy toes inside me and that brought me off too. Then the guy was pulling out and another guy wanted to try it. We let him, and it went on like that for six other guys. There was cum just oozing and squeezing out all between her ankle and my anus. We didn’t have to use much more olive oil after that because of all the ‘natural lube’ all these guys were more than willing to give us.

After another hour or so I was totally cummed-out and Jenny’s leg was tired. She pulled out of me gently and then we just lay there against the railing, catching our breath. When we got up people were clapping their hands and all that but all I wanted to do was go some place and rest for a little while. I’d never cum that much, that totally, and I sure didn’t want to lose sight of the girl who’d made it all happen.

We got some cashews and punch at the snack table, then finally found a small back porch outside one of the bedrooms. The bed had like eight people on it, but we just went quietly passed and got outside. We had some smokes and snacked and sipped punch.

“God I can’t believe I did that,” she said a little later on. “That was crazy, putting my foot up in you….”

“Felt good though,” I told her.

“For me too,” she said. “It was like your ass was sucking my foot; like getting a blowjob from your butt!”

We laughed, but my whole insides was going ‘I just need to fuck you some more!’

A little bit after that, after we’d finished our punch, I leaned over and went down on her and it was the first time I’d ever made another girl cum. I fingered her twat, her ass, but she wasn’t into taking huge things up either of her holes. She did ask me to put my big-toe in her though, and after I brought her off those first few times with my mouth, I leaned back against the wall and made her cum with my toes.

After awhile she turned and got her foot to go up my ass again and we stayed that way for hours, me cumming from feeling her foot up my rear and her from having my toes pumping her cunt and ass. We screwed each other like that till we couldn’t screw any more, and afterwards just sat out there on the porch looking at the mountains.

It was the first time I ever felt anything close to ‘romantic’ feelings.

Later we went back in and let anybody who wanted to fuck us, fuck us. We stayed side by side mostly though. It was neat having someone you feel something for laying beside you as you’re both getting nailed; like sharing these special public moments or something.

Anyhow, since word had gotten around, lots of girls wanted to put their foot up my butt and so I let them. Five of them. It was hot and sexy and all that, but…I’d look over at Jenny and she’d look at me and there was this thing between us. Even if she happened to have her mouth crammed with dick or was on her back getting pounded, it was like this silent communication between us or something. I knew that after the party we’d be off on our own, and so the thing is, we didn’t stay the whole weekend like most of the others. We got our stuff together and left, and I’m telling you, there’s just something special about being with the same person every time you get horny. I mean, you don’t have to say “Oh please put it in my ass” every time, you know?

So, I’m thinking it’s like being in love or something. Anyhow, Jenny and me aren’t living together but we might as well be because ever since we met that weekend, we’ve fucked and licked and sucked each other every way there is at least once a day, every day; sometimes at her place, sometimes at mine. And the more I sleep with her the more I want to, you know?

So, yah, maybe we’re in love—or close enough to it—or maybe we’re just fuck-buddies. I know neither of us want to be with anyone else ever again, so…that’s cool at least.

I sure dig having her foot digging up my ass though!

END

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John’s deepest desires left him lost. He longed for something that went against every fiber of his being. John’s girlfriend Heather had opened a door to his sexual exploration, and now John longed for more. His deepest desire was hard enough to admit to himself, so how could he admit it to her. He and Heather had grown quite close in there four year relationship, but he still had not been willing to vocalize this last desire.

John had been sexually active all through high school and even college, but despite his vast experience had remained sheltered until meeting Heather. She had introduced him to bondage, a fetish that he now relished with great sincerity. She was also the first woman who had ever allowed him to anally penetrate her.

Her creativity astounded him. On one occasion, she decided to make him her desert. She bought a sugar cone and some ice cream. She carefully broke the bottom of the cone and slid it down over the shaft of his erect dick. She filled the cone with ice cream, slowly licking and teasing. The visual display was all John needed, but the ice cold of the coffee flavored ice cream against his cock drove him absolutely insane. He had to fight hard against the urge to cum, and waited until she had devoured her desert, after which, she quickly devoured him.

Even with this adventurous spirit, he could not find a way to broach the subject that was his heart of darkness. As far as their love making has stretched his boundaries, there were some almanbahis things a man just does not feel comfortable in asking. He secretly fantasized about scenarios where she would take complete control of him. But dared not ask for it. These wishes remained firmly fixed in his mind, and dominate his dreams.

Prior to Heather, it had been easy to repress these hidden desires to be dominated. He had been limited to conventional sex, and therefore wrote off these dreams as wrong, immoral, and even deviant. But with broader horizons comes endless possibilities. He longed to have Heather, armed with a strap-on, pound his virgin ass until he cried like her bitch while still begging for more. How could any real man want this?

His heterosexual blood filled him with fear and self loathing. John had never found himself even remotely interested in men. He did not want to fucked by a man, he wanted a woman to take the power over his only unexplored orifice. He wanted Heather to take that last control from him.

Since John began masturbating, he would sporadically have images of a blond in black lingerie violating him in this way. Often times, he would find himself turned on beyond the point of his control, but would stop saying this image was wrong. He would remind himself that he was straight, and that having someone fuck you up the ass made you gay. John kept this secret to himself, but Heather’s openness made him see it as a possibility.

After months of silent torment and hidden moments by himself in the bathroom, he finally conceded that he must be gay. His sex life with Heather was active. almanbahis yeni giriş He loved her body from her round, soft breast to her neatly trimmed pussy. He loved the taste of her in his mouth, and the feel of her warm wet lips around his cock. But facts were facts, he must be gay.

It was three days after this self revelation that Heather was to leave town and head for a wedding of a college friend. She was to be a bride’s maid, which contented John, as he did not need to attend. He had planned to go, but Heather quickly realized that he knew none of these people, and she would be at the head table. She told him not to come and to stay home and relax. This suited John just fine.

On the day she left for the trip, John hopped on the internet and looked for a gay porn site. Without much trouble, he had found thousands. He began streaming video after video without finding any satisfaction. In fact, his stomach often lurched at the site of watching one man pounding another. John tried multiple sites but soon decided to simply give up and just let this dream be a dream. Despite feeling a little let down, John was also relieved. While not entirely homophobic, he did not feel that he was gay, and was relieved to find this porn did nothing for his sexual appetite but repulse it.

John began to log off of his laptop, but paused realizing that you could find anything on the web. John quickly opened his favorite search engine and began typing in different combinations of words, searching for a site that would fit his desires. The first two attempts left him at sites with guys fucking almanbahis giriş girls anally, or girls fucking girls with strap-ons anally, until he finally got the words in the correct order. He did not find porn, but instead found an article about pegging.

The word pegging was foreign to John, but after careful reading he learned that his desires, while perhaps not the norm, where not unprecedented. He felt a burden lift from his shoulders and could not describe this new feeling. His search for porn stopped, and his desired to learn all he could about the subject began. He spent a great deal of time carefully exploring a plethora of web pages, scouring for new information.

By the end of the night, he had received a crash course in human anatomy learning a great deal about the male prostate and also his reproductive organs. He also learned about sexual stigmas and how the practice dated back years and years. He was overwhelmed when he read stories of men going through the same inner turmoil. He was also energized with how many of the stories mentioned how willing their partners were once they had the courage to ask. John also learned the practical side of things, the types of lube to use, how to relax and reduce the pain. Of course in his dreams, pain of inserting something into his rectum had never occurred to him, but now it seemed a logical issue.

When John finally shut down the laptop hours later, he felt like an expert on the subject of pegging. But he was still unfulfilled. John walked to the bedroom thinking how his thoughts were pretty natural. Not something he would admit to the guys at the poker table, but natural. John had trouble falling asleep and decided to treat himself. He grabbed a towel off the rack, and for the first time masturbated to the image of Heather bounding him without hesitation, remorse, or self-loathing.

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Afternoon Surprises

My last meeting of the day has been cancelled, and I am determined to make the most of my unexpected few hours. Heading to the toilets to freshen up before heading home, I impulsively wriggle out of my knickers so I can enjoy the fresh spring breeze gently drifting up my skirt, teasing me every step of the way. The novel sensation sends ripples of desire through my body, making my pussy wet. The delicate breeze is like a gentle tongue teasing my moist lips with featherlight kisses. And the wetter I get the more intense the sensation becomes, triggering wave after wave of X rated thoughts. I begin to plan all the things I want to do to Will when I get home, things I want him to do to me…

By the time I reach the front door I am so turned on I have to take a moment to compose myself, to control my excitement, stop myself from rushing in and not making the most of this golden opportunity. I slip my key into the lock and quietly let myself in, hoping to maintain the element of surprise.

Pausing in the hallway, I smooth my skirt over my hips, savouring the twin sensations of the feel of the silky soft fabric under my fingertips and its cool caress against the bare flesh beneath. I glance in the mirror, and, as I undo an extra button on my shirt and adjust my breasts to accentuate my cleavage, I notice the rising colour in my cheeks and matching flush of excitement creeping across my chest. As a final flourish I shake my hair free from the sleek, professional bun I wear for work and allow the chestnut coloured waves to tumble over my shoulders.

From music blaring for upstairs, I guess Will is working in his study. Smiling in anticipation of his response, I make my way upstairs, careful to avoid the third step from the top as I know its loud creak is better than an intruder alarm, even over Will’s loud music. As I reach the study door I am almanbahis şikayet surprised to realise that the music is coming not from behind the closed door in front of me, but from our bedroom down the hall. As I tiptoe towards the open door I try to picture Will’s face, imagine his surprise when he sees me, hears the plans I have for us this afternoon.

But I am the one taken by surprise.

Will’s naked silhouette — his strong, broad shoulders, that firm bum that I can never resist playfully biting, those long muscular thighs –all as familiar to me as my own reflection. But the scene in front of me is something new. I freeze, unable to tear my eyes away, a strange heady blend of shock and arousal clouding my brain as I watch, the details imprinting on my mind. I have a vivid imagination, have pictured Will in many different positions and situations, but this… There was never any hint, any suggestion this might be something he would want. Had I missed something? Or was it a secret he was keeping from me?

Confused by what I have just witnessed, I retrace my steps, pausing to grab my shoes and bag as I slip out of the house. In a daze of mixed emotions I wander aimlessly, a strange blend of confusion and arousal clouding my thoughts. The sight of my favourite café bar snaps me out of my reverie, and I decide to find a quiet corner where I can have a much needed drink and try to order my thoughts.

I settle myself at a table in the corner where I can sit undisturbed as I try to make sense of all I have just witnessed. My glass of wine arrives and I take a large gulp; I barely taste it as it flows down my throat, but the familiar sharpness registers somewhere in my brain and grounds me. I take another drink — just a sip this time — and begin to replay the images seared onto my memory.

The towel was the first thing that struck me as out of place; not the incongruity almanbahis canlı casino of it being spread on the bed, but that I recognised it as an old one I had shoved to the back of the cupboard, kept only for emergencies like mopping up a spill or a flood. Momentarily irritated by the fact it was probably dusty and potentially leaving marks on the pristine white bedding I had changed just that morning, I almost forget lost my train of thought. Almost, but not quite. Because as I turn my mind’s eye to the towel I remember that laid out on top of it was a selection of sex toys.

Butt plugs and dildos in a variety of sizes, colours and textures, and, judging by the glistening sheen of lube, many of them had been recently used. There were vibrators too — small, powerful bullet type toys that could be used to enhance the effects of the butt plugs. The thought of all those toys and the potential pleasure they represent reignites the flame of desire burning deep inside of me. I shift in my seat, squeezing my thighs together in an attempt to relieve the increasing throbbing sensation in my pussy. As I mentally scan the array of toys I realise one of them is familiar — an implausibly large dildo I won at a hen party a few years ago, that, after one trial use, has languished, forgotten, at the back of my underwear drawer.

Watching him reach for this toy — long, imposingly wide, and rippled with ridges — I take in a sharp breath of apprehension. Memories of how it stretched me to the limit flash through my mind, and I wonder how it will feel for him. He coats it liberally in lube, stroking it firmly, much as he would his own cock. I imagine his face, smiling at the sensation of his slick hand slipping smoothly over the ridges, judging the distance between them, anticipating the sensation of each one progressively easing inside him. Adjusting his position a little, he reaches almanbahis casino round and tilts forward, and guides the dildo to his well lubricated asshole. Teasing himself open with increasing pressure, he slowly lowers his hips and eases the dildo, inch by inch, inside him. He pauses, lifts up a little, and slides a little deeper this time. I feel myself relax with him, sense the intense pressure of the solid shaft as he pauses once again to accustom himself the unfamiliar girth.

Slightly surprised by how aroused I am now the initial shock has worn off, I let the scene play out in my mind as I sip my wine, idly wondering If the corner is dark enough for me to get away with touching myself. I order another glass of wine and settle back to mentally enjoy the rest of the show.

I was surprised just how deep he was going, but still he slid down. I couldn’t see his face from my vantage point, but from his body language I could imagine the expression of ecstasy on his face. The way his head is thrown back, his whole body taught as he holds back his orgasm is unmistakable; this inanimate toy was giving him something I can’t.

Bringing my mind back to the present, I try to think a little more rationally about the situation. We have always been open to trying new things together, so why should this be any different? Maybe it is just a private pleasure for Will, but it could be something for us to explore together. If I could give him what he needed, what he truly desired… But did I want this? Could this be something I could enjoy too? I enjoy giving him pleasure, is this really any different? And would I — could I — enjoy it?

The more I think about it, the more keen I am to explore this idea (and not just because I am very horny and a little tipsy — I think maybe that just helped to open me up to the idea). I wanted to fill him, stretch him, stimulate him like I had seen him do. Just thinking about the possibilities gives me a strange sense of power; not to control, but to give Will pleasure in a way I never had before.

So I decided to do a little research, maybe buy a few new toys for us to try together and give Will a sexy surprise.

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A short little tale of my own. Was single, innocent, naive & living & working in Hillbrow, Johannesburg in the early 90’s. Loved walking around the area at night to people watch. One late afternoon outside an apartment block dust began to irritate my eyes & the contacts I was wearing (very bloody painful). A female voice called from above, asking whether I’d like to rinse my eyes in her bathroom. Due to my bleary vision I couldn’t make out much of the lady & honestly didn’t care at that moment. She buzzed me in & met me at her door. My angel of mercy quickly led me to a basin where I could rinse out my eyes & lenses before popping them back in.

Once my sight was properly restored I took in my surroundings & my host. The place was tastefully but sparsely decorated but the brunet was like me of average looks, though a little taller & wearing a knotted scarf, blouse, skirt & low heeled shoes.

Alice kindly offered me a drink & I humbly accepted a mug of instant coffee. We chatted, laughed a lot & somehow ‘connected’. Hours later I stood to leave but the lady asked me to stay a little longer. She felt like the company since her flatmate would be working late.

I hesitated almanbahis & Alice stepped up to me & bent her head to kiss my doubts away. All resistance crumbled & I was meekly led to her bedroom, where she undressed me & asked me to lay on her bed.

“Would you have a problem having sex with a transsexual?” Alice asked as she disrobed.

I honestly had no clue what that was & told her so.

By then she was down to the scarf, bra & panties & my cock was so hard I thought I might prematurely ejaculate.

She chuckled & carefully explained what she was & what she was yearning to become after her final operations.

“But you are a woman as far as I can tell”, was my sincere reply, despite her not having taken off her panty yet.

“Oh darling Arnold, you haven’t seen all of me yet, but thank you for the affirmation. That just makes me want you so much more. Are you sure you won’t be freaked out by my ‘mistakes’?”

I was rather nervous now but managed to shake my head.

That was when she removed the scarf & dropped her panty to reveal her Adam’s Apple & limp, shriveled cock, the ‘mistakes’. I assumed that because her penis wasn’t bigger than almanbahis yeni giriş mine, I was not intimidated by it & managed to relax a little.

Once on the bed we kissed again as she reached to caress my grenade of a cock.

“Uh be careful there, I’m ready to blow,” I warned.

Alice chuckled softly again.

“Good, then you can cum twice. Once in my mouth now & later again in my ass”. I was speechless as her warm, wet & talented mouth swallowed my penis. Her tongue did things I had not experienced before & within 120 seconds I cried out in ecstasy as I abruptly orgasmed into her eager orifice, bucking & heaving with each spurt until I finally came down.

“Oh my word”, I breathlessly muttered in awe. “That was bloody amazing Alice, thank you so much”, I gratefully gushed. I wanted to return the favor but she was reluctant, asking me instead to spoon with her as we kissed & I played with her breasts & what turned out to be rather sensitive nipples, causing her to moan & groan in enjoyment.

An hour later Alice had me raring to go again & lay on her back with her ankles on my shoulders as she spread her ass to give me access. With the assistance almanbahis giriş of some lube I carefully inched my cock into her until I bottomed out. At her direction I began to pump in & out of her. The tightness of her sphincter was incredible, along with the damp heat deep within, made it it very difficult for me to not just wildly jackhammer away at her. The experience was quite unlike being inside a woman’s vagina but was no less thrilling.

“Take your time darling, there’s no need to hurry”, she soothed.

I managed to last about 20 minutes then & when I came I must have passed out because she was laying half on top of me her head on my shoulder & a knee nudging my then flaccid dick.

My mouth was dry & I struggled to speak coherently. Alice shushed me & let me doze for an hour.

She wanted me to stay the night but my shift was looming but I was still unhappy that I had not made her cum yet.

“That just means you’ll have to visit me again, so that I can teach you about that”, she gently teased.

We saw each other for about 4 months before I was transferred to Bloemfontein. We kept in touch for a few years until she was murdered during a lovers argument.

Something since then that always puzzled me was why her ass was always cold to my touch. I’ve heard of cold hands, feet & hearts (LOL), but never a cold bottom.

Alice also taught me to accept )

A truly amazing woman.

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It was so hot on the train the bare skin of their arms stuck together as they rocked on their seats. The air hot and heavy, stale in the carriage where they sat, the sweat sliding down their bodies like silver. He could smell her musk, which is exactly as he liked it, having made sure she came for him before they left the house. He loved how she came, the panting whimpers she made, the gush of the hot liquid into his mouth, the heavy clenching spasms of her cunt climaxing, the way she gripped something – anything – as she arched and quivered and gasped. The synthetic fabric of the short black dress he’d asked her to wear always seemed to magnify her smells and he could feel himself getting hard as he sat there and breathed her in.

She just kept surprising him. From the fateful first inane conversation in a chat room she had intrigued him, captured him. She intoxicated him and he knew he was totally addicted to her. As was she to him. They talked about everything, things they didn’t even admit to themselves. Those first months on VoIP were the most intense he’d ever known with another person. He marvelled at her trust in him, so unexpected, but then, everything she did was unexpected.

And now here they were, a mere month after the first meeting. My god, he thought languidly, that first fuck was life-altering. The trust they’d built up, the trust she laid in him, it was all there. He’d managed to control himself until they got to the hotel. But it was in the elevator on the way up to their room that she took control of him. He knew she’d planned it that way, had manipulated him into taking her, but then again, the unexpectedness of her approach, the simple way she had done it, she surprised him. In the elevator, she just stood in front of him as they got in, her back to his chest, and she let her body almost touch his. Those ripe globes of her arse had just brushed his belt and that had been his undoing. She never touched him; he knew she would not initiate sex with him until her confidence grew. But that was all he needed.

New York was certainly a change for both of them. They had agreed to visit while she was in the States to see him, just to see if they wanted to move their together. Her career was her life and she saw advancement in New York. He loved that about her. She was incredible at what she did, truly gifted, powerful, and that made her sexy as hell to him. Because with him she was a little girl. And no one else would ever see that but him.

The subway was the only way to get around easily that they could see. Besides, they liked it. The creosote smell, the nasty vinyl seats, graffiti, body odour, homeless people. It was dirty and base, and no one would care about a couple groping each other on the train. It was one of his favourite past-times, and hers too. Even now, as overheated as they both were, his hand was sliding up her bare thigh, pushing her skirt up to dip his fingers between her sticky legs and tease her swollen sensitive clit with the tip of his finger. He felt the quiver of her muscles, the intake of breath, the parting of her knees that little bit further. What a delicious, lovely little slut.

She had gradually given herself to him. The past few months had been hard work for both of them. They had a lot of ‘past’ to go through with each other, many unpleasant moments that scarred them. She was petrified of the power he wielded over her, the deep need she felt to obey, to please him. But he knew she was happiest at those moments when he told her how she pleased him, how he loved her. She worried constantly at first that he would leave her, would fuck other women, would betray her, not love her. He almanbahis struggled with her, reassured her constantly, worked on her slowly.

And the responsibility of this love between them was significant for him. He knew that, as much healing as he had assisted her to undertake, if he was to fulfill her fear that he would reject her in some way, it would all come crashing down. He wasn’t just some guy to her, some fuck. He was her lover in all the senses of the word. She clung to him emotionally, at least for the time being. And he must look after her, be careful not to be what she still believed he was.

So, tonight he was taking her to a club. He could imagine what would go through her mind as she stepped into the thudding darkness, surrounded by those young sexy women. He knew she would despair, an inner struggle would grip her as she saw only those beautiful women and knew, knew, that he would leave her tonight for one of those sexy girls. He ached for her to see herself through his eyes, and the eyes of everyone else for that matter. She didn’t look like a model, or an actress, or even a porn star. She was curvacious and pretty and her features were striking. Big doe-eyes of the most unusual colour dominated her face. He thought they were like the sea, changeable blue-green, steely when she was angered and bottomless when she gazed into his eyes, framed with the longest dark lashes. A full sensuous mouth and smooth skin gave her a look he couldn’t put his finger on. She had a strong body, muscular with big gorgeous breasts and a round firm arse. She was, he supposed, like a short Amazon. And she certainly had a presence. She had an intellect like he had never encountered before. Piercing and fierce and unbelievably intuitive. She seemed to read his mind, which he still found un-nerving.

He simply couldn’t imagine ever wanting anyone else and constantly marvelled that she had given herself to him at all. She was very much a Gemini and two wholly different people. An innocent child and a worldly warrior woman, a tender wife and a fierce feminist, frightened and completely self-assured, an incredible slut and profoundly adverse to sex, depraved like no one he had ever met and ethical to a fault. This was a woman he would never tame yet who had submitted to him freely. He mentally pinched himself yet again.

As they walked into the club the music pulsed in their veins. He never liked this sort of music but knew she loved it, and he loved to watch her move to it, instinctively, like it was her tribal beat. His cock stiffened for the tenth time since they left the house as he watched her delicious arse sway in front of him, her arms raising as she danced a little while she wended her way through the crowd to a dark corner, laughing with delight. She stopped next to the wall, her face inches from the concrete blackness until she felt him behind her, his hand sliding up her dress to cup her bare arse cheek, his breath hot on her neck as he tells her he will be back with drinks in a minute.

The slippery wetness between her thighs only increased as she waited for him to return. It was hot in the club, and she could smell herself underneath her perfume, a smell she loved. She caught the sweat of others mixed with cologne and body spray and moaned softly. Sweat had always turned her on, freshly-earned sweat from physical exertion. Her back was pressed to the cool concrete wall as she watched the crowd, her eyes sliding over and off the gyrating bodies. She saw nothing but beautiful people; slim models and athletes in gorgeous dresses. Her depression grew as she stood there, waiting for him, knowing he couldn’t possibly want her when almanbahis yeni giriş he could have any of these girls.

He could see her from the bar, could see her gazing at the crowd. Her eyes would focus on one body, then move onto another. And he saw her thinking, and he knew it was what she would do. As he snaked his way back to her he wondered how someone had beaten her self-confidence so badly that this incredible creature would think so little of herself. Of course, he knew, she had told him, but it was a source of constant amazement to him that she did not share his adoration of her.

He handed her the drink, what he knew she liked, and their eyes met over the rims of their glasses as each took a sip. He watched her lips glisten with the alcohol and saw the little shudder she always did after that first gulp. He stepped into her space, letting their lips press together as his hand slid onto her waist. “You look gorgeous,” he whispered throatily, and he cupped her arse again, knowing she would get wetter just from that touch. His cock strained his pants yet again and she recognised the lust in his eyes.

Soon his hand was between her quivering thighs, the darkness of the club not quite hiding them as he teased her clit slowly. His fingers were soaked in her juice and she struggled to grip her glass as his fingers firmly circled her pulsing clit. She could see a couple watching her not two metres away, their hips grinding to the music as they looked at her getting pleasured. His ear was close to her mouth, listening to her pants, her gasps, her whimpers. He took her glass from her hand before she dropped it, moaning in delight as she came for him right there in the club on his fingers. He knew she didn’t like his fingers inside her, and let her cum from the pleasure he gave her clit. Later he would make her cum other ways, but he wanted her to be his here too.

He handed her back her drink as she recovered, sweat glistening on her upper lip and forehead. He kissed away the sweat, saying, “I love you, god I love you.”

Within half an hour he had her out in the alley, having teased her and caressed her. Taking her hand he had finally drawn her outside into the humid night, the sexy hot darkness, and into the alley next to the club. Positioning her back to the mouth of the alley he had her bend from the waist and take his cock in her mouth. Her dress rode up over her arse, just exposing her glistening cunt to the street for anyone who glanced their way. She took his cock in her mouth hungrily, so eager to taste him, to please him. He loved watching her full lips slide back and forth on his shaft, pouting a little more as they stretched over his prominent cockhead. Her eyes closed, she relished her work.

His hands caressed her head, her soft hair, her back, feeling the muscles and sinew. Then down further, feeling his cock pushing deeper into her mouth as he leant over, wanting to tease that tiny hot anus. He felt her choke but held her there as he pushed a wet finger into her sphincter, hooking it and holding himself in her. Her throat contracted and she gagged for a few seconds before he straightened up and let her slide off his cock with a wet gurgle. Hot spit drooled from her lips and the head of his cock and he asked her if she was ok. She simply nodded, eyes filled with tears, gulped, and took his cock in her mouth again. He sighed. A wondrous creature.

He repeated his fingering of her arsehole, her wet gagging sounds turning him on. Each time he let her off him she would return his cock to her mouth after a short recovery and soon he had two fingers up her tight rectum. He pulled her off his almanbahis giriş cock by her hair and led her to the boxes by her hair, pushing her over one. His cock was now awash with thick saliva from her gut and he smeared her cunt juices onto her tight anus for good measure. His cock was not small, he knew, and he expected to hurt her, but not too much.

She gasped as he pressed himself against her arsehole, the thick bulbous head slipping a little on her pucker as he held the shaft and started to push with his hips. His other hand pried her round arse cheek away from her tight pucker, and he felt her quiver as the head pushed harder and harder. Finally, forcing a cry from her lips, the swollen head of his cock slipped inside the rubbery ring of her anus. Panting, she begged him to just hold still, let her get used to him, and he relented, feeling the occasional spasm of her cunt tighten the band of her arsehole on his throbbing cock. He had never been as hard as he was with her and it was all he could do not to ram his cock in and cum.

After what seemed like eternity, she began to move ever so slightly on his cock. He spread her arse with his hands and started to work the thick shaft of his cock into her slowly accommodating anus. Rewarded by her little grunts he started to fuck her, forcing inch after inch up her arse until his balls slapped her puffy dripping cuntlips softly. He gritted his teeth as the animal lust he felt with her began to rise, and reaching out he grabbed a fistful of hair in his hand, pulling her head back hard as he started to fuck. He knew her hand was between her thighs, frantically rubbing her throbbing clit as he pounded her tight arsehole, and the thought just made him fuck her harder, his free hand slapping her jiggling cheek so hard she cried out.

She could see people stopping to watch in the street, pausing and giggling before moving away, or openly staring for long minutes, but she didn’t care. In fact it made her cunt drip all the more. He owned her and she loved it that way. She knew he would never hurt her, would only use her as he wanted. And he wanted her to be safe, to feel safe. So she felt herself letting go, taking his cock up her arse so deep she felt the head of him bumping against the edge of the box through her belly. And she felt herself starting to cum, in the alley, in front of all these people, with his cock so lewdly up her arse. He made her a fucking slut for him, and she adored him for it.

He groaned as he heard her whimpers start and felt her anus clench hard on his aching cock. Fuck, she was going to cum. She’d never cum for him when he fucked her arse before. Never. He pulled her hair harder, pounding his cock up her slurping, sucking arsehole deeper. And she rewarded him, her keening cries echoing in the alley as she arched and shuddered and squirted on his shoes. And he rewarded her, grunting like a bull as he unloaded jet after hot jet of cum up her arse, coating her very bowels.

They stood locked together for what seemed like an eternity. Their panting breaths unifying and synchronising, his sweat dripping onto her back as he let his cock soften inside her still-spasming arsehole. Gradually, he withdrew, knowing she would leak his cum from her loosened arsehole all the way home. She turned, squatting down to clean him with her mouth as she felt his cum slide from her open hole. He just stared at his little girl as she used her tongue to lick him clean. When she was done he pulled her to him and kissed her tenderly, tasting all their juices on her wonderful lips.

He smoothed her dress as she put his cock back in his trousers. He pulled a clean white handkerchief from his pocket and mopped her face, then his own. He didn’t let her use it to wipe her holes, though, wanting her to drip for him all the way home. And they took each other’s hand and walked out of the alley towards the subway, a couple in love.

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This isn’t going to be a story so much as me just telling you about my day.

I woke up, in what is going to be my room for only a few more weeks. I just graduated from college and soon I will be moving, leaving the wonderful city where I have spent the past four years behind.

As with most days, I woke up naked, but this time there was no one there to appreciate my hairless pussy. Usually I wake up next to my boyfriend, but he’s out of town right now, and so I have nothing to do.

I go get dressed, trying to think of something fun to do. The first thing I do is pull on some pink capri pants. They have a draw string waist, and I really like the color against my skin, even if it isn’t as tan as I like to be. Mostly I like them for the drawstring. I don’t tighten it at all, and the pants sit really low on my hips. Really low. almanbahis şikayet If I didn’t shave, you’d know when I walked in wearing these. And you can guess that I’m not wearing anything under them.

I pulled on a white tank top that matched the stripe down the sides of my pants, and padded out to see what my roommates were up to.

Well, one of them was out of town. The other, Lauren, was just sitting on the coach reading.

Lauren isn’t as concerned with sex as a lot of people are, which can be good and bad, I suppose. It means she doesn’t dress up as much and isn’t too interested in me, but it does mean that she will occasionally just do crazy things like skinny dipping or a three some.

She has long brown hair, while I have blond, and is a bit taller than me, and thicker too. She’s in good shape though, almanbahis canlı casino I think I might just say thicker because of how much nicer her boobs are. They are really fantastic, double d that for some reason she can wear without a bra. Not that she does, it’s just, having seen her without, she didn’t need it.

We both said good morning and I headed into the kitchen. I fiddled with my pants as I walked folding down the front so I could see even more of myself. I slid a hand down while I pulled out stuff to get a bowl of cereal, before sitting on a stool to eat. Cereal wasn’t what I cared about though. I wanted someone to fuck me. Hard and fast. To just use me like I knew they should.

I started thinking about the night before my boyfriend had left. I’d started out wearing just a thin sundress, and had ended almanbahis casino up not even wearing that.

As soon as he’d seen me, one hand had tangled in my hair to pull me toward him, while the other started kneading my ass. He’d started sticking a finger up my ass, and it was dry and stretching me and it hurt so much but he didn’t let me say anything.

I loved that, the way he just took me made me wet in a way none of my other boyfriends ever had. A lot of people probably thought it was fucked up, how he first got me to try anal by pretty much raping me. But it turned me on every time I thought about how sore he left all my holes, hell, left my whole body, after we fucked.

But I was mostly thinking about that last night because we had talked about the possibility of a threesome. He liked hurting me when we fucked, and I liked it too, but I knew he always held back. There was always a level that he could never get too because he loved me. He did such wonderful things for me, I thought, looking at Lauren, that maybe I should do some things for him.

*****

Should I continue?

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