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This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

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Cuckolded by Her Mother

Chapter Twenty-Four

She didn’t want to do what she had to do but it was something that had to be done regardless of how much her heart ached to close her bedroom door. It shouldn’t have been her bedroom door, not really: the door that she approached on a daily basis with a fair dose of trepidation in her heart for what she would find on the other side. What had begun as alluring and exciting had taken on a darker edge, the seediness of what her little family was engaging in creeping up on the dragoness without her really noticing, just like the frog in a boiling pot of water. That frog didn’t know that it too was being boiled alive until it was too late to jump out – and what then? What would the poor little dragoness do when she was stuck there being nothing less than boiled alive?

Oh, there were so many options, so many options indeed, but a frazzled mind could not hope to pick up on each and every last one of them when so much was going on. One, however, could be drawn from the mess of emotion and she knew that in the set of her shoulders, the bag weighing heavy on them.

She loved that backpack. It had been a gift from Ropes, back when they liked to go out hiking. Oh, that seemed like so long ago and yet still no time at all that they had been so close, even though Fyr wasn’t all that sure how close they could have been if he was so quick to go off with Sasha, her own mother. It still stung, leaving a foul taste in the back of her mouth even as something far more lustful tightened within her. For she still loved seeing them together, passion heating up as she thought about it, the tension and turmoil of it pulling on a desire so deeply rooted within her heart that the dragoness doubted that she would ever be truly rid of it.

That didn’t mean, however, that everything was hunky-dory and that it didn’t still draw a dark throb of pain to her soul when she cracked open that prettily painted bedroom door, seeing the trio that she had heard far too often through the wall during the course of recent days and evenings and nights. Any time, really, they were happy to get it on, Ropes and Sasha with their new little boy-toy, Scott. And, well, the stoat certainly was no longer the gentle-eyed lover she imagined him to be, a submissive to the two of them through and through. She’d wondered initially if he was caught under their spell too but there was something in how he just couldn’t meet her eye anymore that she thought told a different tale and, perhaps, the knowledge of that was worse than anything else.

He didn’t even look at her when she was forced to give him head, Sasha’s paw mockingly guiding her muzzle up and down as if she didn’t know how to do it herself. The dragoness’ lips turned down sourly, the three of them engaged in their usual little threesome with Ropes on the bottom in position on only. Thrusting up into the stoat, the cougar snarled, baring his teeth, the stoat but a toy trapped between a male and a female body. Sasha rode his cock, groaning deep in the back of her throat as she treated him as nothing more than a sexy toy, although Fyr had no doubt in her mind that Scott, at least, would be a sex toy for them that would be treated a whole side better than she had.

And wasn’t that sad enough in itself to know and understand?

Ropes didn’t know or care, claws biting into the smaller stoat’s hips as Scott lay back on him, eyes rolling and jaws hanging open in a near-permanent expression of lust. That cock disappeared into his backside over and over again, a driving piston from which there was no escape – not that Scott wanted to escape, that was. No, the stoat sure as all hell looked like he was right where he wanted to be and then some!

“I prefer pussy…” Ropes growled, pale eyes alight and tentacles snaking up to caress his lover’s breasts, slipping into the slits in her sides. “I can change that…”

But Fyr could not have said what that meant even as his eyes glowed, stepping back and away from the scene laid out before her. It was no longer a feast for the eyes, something to be adored and enjoyed above all else but something sordid and decrepit, an apple that was rotten in the centre. She’d already made her decision, of course, but it was Scott’s moan in orgasm as her husband slammed into what she could only presume was a virginally tight anal passage that truly sealed the deal for her.

I’ve got to get the hell out of dodge.

*

Fyr’s heart pounded, though not for the usual reasons – and those there were many of. Her bag had already been packed and, well, the flight had been easier to take than anything else in her life had batman escort been for the last few months. Bar the dream, but…oh, she’d woken up in time to not cause her all that much trouble, a well-dressed business fur with a rather large briefcase poking her in the ribs (it had had to be him) just as she was, well, making sound sounds that she really should not have been making. That could have been a lot more embarrassing than it had been and yet it did not wipe the memory of the dream from her mind, his paws sliding down to her hips as he slammed into her.

There was too much else at stake, anyway, for embarrassment to come into the mix all that much, so much so that it almost didn’t bear thinking about either. It hurt more than she cared to admit out loud to leave the ranch behind – more than it had the first time she’d realised that Ropes’ relationship with Sasha was stronger than hers? – but she tried not to think of it, setting her shoulders back against the tides of change. Yes, things could be different, very different, but that didn’t mean that she had to put up with everything without a single word.

If they wanted to take Scott from her too…fuck them. She didn’t need them. She had the rest of her family to look after her. And there was one who had always offered her refuge in a storm, a shoulder to cry on as her first dates ended in tragedy (well, for a teenage dragoness they felt like the end of the world all the way back then).

The blue drake stepped back from the door, a short plane journey from the place that Fyr had so looked forward to calling her home, the ranch far behind. His eyes softened at the corners, lips pulling up into an easy smile as he stepped back and welcomed her into his expansive apartment home, the city a far cry from the world that she knew and loved so dearly.

“Fyr!” He said, only allowing her to get far enough into his apartment to close the door behind her, drawing her into a tight, bone-breaking hug. “I didn’t think you’d be here so quickly – how’ve you been? What’s going on that’s got you wanting to come on over here to my corner of the world then, huh?”

Although he waited on an answer, Fyr’s jaw was too far dropped to form even the semblance of words, eyes bugging out of her skull as she stared, gobsmacked, over her brother’s shoulder at the swanky apartment that he’d, apparently, very nearly gotten to the point of paying off in full. Far from being a tiny nook of a place, as was so often the case in the cities, it was the very definition of a luxury pad with lighting set up in fancy LED strips that Fyr had only really seen on the shelves at the store. She rather still preferred her lanterns though, for the barn.

“Wow…” She said, instead of greeting him in return. “You’ve got one hell of a bachelor pad going on here, bro! I didn’t know your new job paid that well!”

There was only a bit of a tease in that statement; damn, what would she have given to be a writer like Kao! Even with the little success he’d found, he clearly had more than enough to live comfortably, although she supposed he was a drake of simple pleasures, as she had heard through the bedroom walls in their younger days when their parents had been out. Her lips tugged up in a smile and she tucked her nose into the crook of Kao’s neck, trying not to think all that much about that dream she’d had on the plane.

No… That one most certainly could wait until later.

And her brother had not changed one bit, his scales a mesmerising blue that reminded her of her mother, although he swore that he did not maintain them with any oils and the like (liar, he used to steal hers all the time). Two pale horns pushed out from the back of his skull and his eyes held a sharply wicked air at all times, as if a comment was poised on the tip of his tongue simply waiting on him to unleash it when the moment best suited him. Taller than her, her younger brother had certainly found the success in life he was looking for, even though she would never have taken him for any kind of writer back when he was a teenager. A soccer player, maybe, as that was just one of his fleeing passions, but definitely not a writer.

She stepped back from her brother just as a flurry of motion in what had to be the kitchen of the open-plan kitchen and dining room, a luxury itself in such an inner city location. She’d have to try not to show quite how impressed she was with how well he’d done for herself but a distraction in the form of the girlfriend that he’d talked about on the phone before would do nicely for moistening her mouth with pleasantries.

“Ah… Chemical, isn’t it?” Fyr smiled politely and held out her paw for the other dragoness to shake. “It’s really nice to meet you – I’ve heard so much about y’all!”

The colloquialism slipped from her lips before she could call it back and Fyr winced: that one sounded a little too like her mother. Next, she would be calling everyone ‘sugar’ and ‘honey’ and the bayburt escort like, sounding well and truly just like her! Chemical was a dragoness not all that much taller than her, although she seemed to hold herself differently, black scales shiny and sliced through with green stripes where her T-shirt bared her midriff. A thick mane of luscious, green hair cascaded down her neck, slightly damp and curly at the tips as if she had not long come out of the shower. Her body could only be described as curvaceous, although she was not quite full-figured enough to be considered voluptuous, even though Fyr warranted that she may well have been a dragoness who had trouble finding tops to fit her, ah…assets, so to speak. Then again, who didn’t have trouble clothes shop these days?

“I could say the same!” Chemical grinned widely, taking Fyr’s paw with a flash of hot-pink claws. “But I’m not much of a shaker… Come here, you!”

And then Fyr found herself dragged against a very soft female chest, the life and breath squashed out of her as Chemical hugged her to near within an inch of her life. Flinching from the unexpected contact, Fyr ground her teeth together and bore through it with an awkward little chuckle, Chemical thankfully separating them once more before too long, although the memory of her warmth against hers lingered. Fyr shivered. It felt like a long time since she’d last been hugged too. A very long time, in fact.

But Chemical was not all that difficult to get along with as they all sat down to relax and play board games with a pizza – the odd kind of couple stuff that Fyr lusted after and yet never seemed to get. It was strange to play all the old favourites of Snakes and Ladders, Ludo, a bug game where they had to match up the bricks (that one was a little stranger), some kind of new, long game with zombies and more still with laughter in the air and drinks flowing. It made it easy too to forget just what was going on in her life, the real world, while she sat in a jazzed up apartment with light features splashed across the wall, shades of purple and blue that was suitably easy on the eyes illuminating the wall behind the large television screen while they dug into some kind of quiz game. Tears streamed down Fyr’s cheeks, the dragoness laughing so hard that it hurt – but it hurt in the best kind of way, hard enough to hide the real pain inside.

The evening stretched on as they ate their fill and Kao made coffee when it was really too late to have any, although Fyr was quite sure that the drake was more used to staying up into the early hours of the morning that she was. Being a morning dragoness, she accepted the cup tentatively from him as Chem made her excuses, giving her boyfriend her best bedroom eyes as she sashayed off to the bedroom, making it quite clear just what she wanted from her sweetheart in the flick of her tail.

Fyr sighed, staring into her coffee from her little armchair, a seat that didn’t seem all that comfortable and was perhaps more for show than anything else in an apartment that was not designed for the soft home comforts she had fabricated for herself. She missed the ranch, the little porch and the barn viewable from the living room windows, even though she did not all that much miss the furs who were currently residing within her dream home. Lips turning down into a frown, she pointedly looked away. The conversation had to be had, sooner or later, as to why she had turned up near enough out of the blue, although it was not a conversation that either of them was all that competent in actually starting.

“So…” Kao said slowly, dragging the word out more than was strictly necessary. “What’s really going on here, Fyr? You know you’re welcome here anytime but you don’t usually come to me. I thought you and…ah…”

Even he struggled with that level of closeness, more of the macho-male dragon that his father had been, or at least pretended to me. And tough guys didn’t let that much out about their feelings, did they? Well, that was what Kao had always been taught, even if he was the supporting factor in her life. He did it quietly though, without him having to do the talking. Anything more than that was well and truly outside his comfort zone.

And, so, he waited, the seconds dragging out as Fyr fondled her cup of coffee, the liquid in the mug having long gone cold. Did anyone get to drink a hot cup of coffee these days? She couldn’t even remember what one tasted like, the flavour most certainly different on the tongue when it was scorching rather than ice cold. But she had to say something, damn it.

“Well… Mom’s living with us now,” she forced out eventually, it seeming to be the only fact that was somewhat normal within the realm of family relations. “It’s been difficult, kind of. She’s getting hard to be around.”

Hard to be around… Now wasn’t that the understatement of the year? Kao raised an eyebrow and sipped his coffee. Black coffee. Interesting, for bebek escort him.

“Is she not well?”

“No! No, she’s fine, all fine,” Fyr said quickly, hastening to reassure him. “You just know what she’s like, she’s always going to see you and me are her kids and, well, that’s not going to change. It’s…frustrating.”

Although very little of that statement was the truth, Kao nodded thoughtfully, seeming to focus more on drinking his coffee than listening to Fyr. But that was just his way and he would always seem like he was thinking about something else entirely when he was, really, just concentrating. It had gotten him into no end of trouble years back, a fact that he hated with a passion.

It was as good an explanation as any and, despite the relief of being someone else for a night, Fyr was eventually forced to retire to the guest room with worries on her mind. Kao was all well and good for an escape but what exactly had she thought she would tell him? Oh, don’t worry about me, bro, mom’s just fucking my husband? Hah!

It was not funny at all though, despite her gratefulness for a warm hug and someone who cared about her. She’d doubted a while back whether Ropes or Sasha cared about her at all anymore and, well, the fact that her mobile phone had not lit up with a single message during the course of her disappearance told a tale of truth above any words. Sitting on the edge of her bed, she sighed and turned the phone off with a decisive tap of a claw. Let them wonder and worry, if they cared. She wasn’t trying to get a reaction from anyone, just the space she needed for herself, all to work things out. Yet she wasn’t sure anymore that there was anything left to work out, just a big old mess that needed to cleared up by, of course, hers truly. As always.

She growled, jumping back to her feet, anger thrumming through her like an electric force. Why did everything have to go so wrong? Just what had she ever fucking done to deserve to be treated like that? Sure, she’d been the one who’d had the dream in the first place but that didn’t mean that any of it had to be acted on!

No… No, frustrating herself would do no good. Just why had she had that coffee? Fyr groaned and slapped the heel of her paw, gently, into her forehead. Now she’d never get to sleep! Oh, it was all such a mess, such a mess…

She’d needed a drink of water. Yes, just a drink of water. That would settle her down, perhaps, if only she thought about that and only that. Things would be okay, she just had to be the strong dragoness she knew she was, deep down inside. Fyr straightened her back, glancing into the full-length mirror on the narrow wardrobe door (he’d even fitted the spare room out nicely…). It didn’t look like her reflection anymore, not with her wings mantled so tensely over her back but the silhouette suited her just well as she quietly slipped through the door and padded off down the kitchen for water, thinking only about putting one paw in front of the other. If she could do that and only that, maybe, just maybe, everything would be okay in the end. Or just the act of water would be okay, but it was one step towards far more.

Yet that little bubble of sanctuary too was to be shattered when she passed her brother’s bedroom door. Perhaps she should have rushed past as soon as she realised that it was ever so slightly ajar but, alas, her stride faltered just a bit, the claw of one toe catching in the carpet.

“Hey, baby…”

Fyr froze, heart in her mouth. Suddenly, she was back in the ranch house, watching Ropes mount her mother, the demon all raging fire and brimstone and all that else from hell – well, it wasn’t as if she’d ever been there, only able to go on Ropes’ meagre recounting of just what that had been like. In her mind, the cougar’s eyes flashed, cock driving like a jackhammer into the pussy that, really, should have been hers, the cougar breeding his true dragon-wife as she was forced to look on and her mother moaned.

But it was not her mother moaning and Fyr stepped back from the bedroom door with her heart in her mouth. And yet… The sound did not diminish as she stepped away, hurrying to distance herself from what was, surely, a very private scene indeed. She shook her head, hankering after that glass of water, tripping over herself in her rush before she actually realised that the sounds had not been coming from the bedroom at all.

And she walked right in on them.

Chemical lay on her back on the kitchen counter as Kao growled, slamming into her repeatedly as he fucked her with a raw passion that even Fyr had to admit took her breath away. Her brother was splendid in the heat of the moment, passionate and fiery and everything she’d, well, wanted to be in sex herself. Could she ever look like that? Ah, but she was not a dominant soul and could not match up to a drake, not even her own brother, when it came to that manner of sex. No, she was much better suited to being in the position of the dragoness on the counter, her wings spread out for balance and jaws hanging open in a gasp that barely made a sound, trying to be quiet, perhaps for her sake, as that thick cock ground into her over and over again, driving her all the way up to…

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Tom and Kelly sat next to each other on his couch. It was almost midnight now, and their 10 year high school class reunion was over. It was his first time seeing her since she went away to France to go to college, and he couldn’t get over all the old feelings rushing back.

Back in high school they used to hang out all the time, which was kind of wierd. Kelly was one of the popular girls – a straight A student, in the choir and band, a cheerleader her freshman year, and prom queen her senior year. Tom was kind of a joker and had a lot of friends but wasn’t especially good in school and wasn’t especially handsome. She was just 6′ tall, blonde, very thin, and beautiful with a perfect 36C-26-38 figure. Tom was 5’7″, a bit on the scrawny side, and a little cute but not handsome in any way by conventional standards.

But somehow in math class sophomore year they hit it off. She had been forced to pair up with him for a study group, and over the weeks they became good friends, sitting on his couch, studying Algebra, and later everything together.

Tom had always had a crush on her, but Kelly was always with one or another boyfriend so he’d never made his move. He dated some over the years but Kelly had always been in the back of his mind, his secret missed chance. His lost love.

Now she was here, back in town, sitting on his couch with him. They had had a lot to drink, and as she leaned back to catch her breath her tits pressed against the thin fabric of her white tanktop. She had often worn something like that in high school, and now that she’d changed out of her evening gown and into jeans and the tanktop it made the scene feel perfect.

She leaned forward again now, and looked into Tom’s eyes with a grin. “You remember that time? At the pool party.”

“Hm? What do you … mean?” Tom stammered, turning red instantly. ankara escort Of course he remembered.

“You know, when we were playing tag in the pool, and Lisa accidentally yanked off your trunks. You were so cute then.”

“I guess I was kind of a late bloomer, you know?” He blushed more, remembering the surprised smile on her face at the party back then. She’d only seen it for a second, but she’d definitely seen how tiny his penis was.

“Yeah, you did get a little taller after that. But not much. Hold on, stand up,” she said, standing herself. She wobbled a little and the icecubes in her glass made a clinking noise.

He looked up at her. Kelly was so beautiful, and she had a look on her face like he’d never seen before. Playful … but with a hint of desire in her eyes. He stood up in front of her.

She towered over him, as usual. She stood there, looking down, then ran her hand from the top of his head to where it lined up next to her chin.

“I don’t think you’ve changed at all, actually. No bigger. But hopefully not much smaller.”

She glanced down at him and paused, then a second later planted her lips on his and gave him a long, deep kiss. It was what he’d always wanted, he thought, as he sank into her warm kiss. He felt the firmness of her breasts pressing into his stomache, and the hardness of his cock pushing against her leg.

In a second, she had him on the couch, taking him down easily, and kneeled in front of him. Kelly gave him a quick peck on the cheek, then leaned back and slid off her top. An instant later, she let her strapless bra fall to the floor. Her breasts were incredible. Tom was dumbfounded by the suddenness, but didn’t resist as her hands deftly went to work on his belt and jeans.

As Kelly undid his pants, he decided to go on the offense also and slid off her ankara genç escort pants and black panties. A thin triangle of light brown hair highlighted her pussy, and with a slight touch of his fingertips he could feel she was already wet.

She stopped to accept his warm touch, then bent down to finish getting his jeans off. With her hands on the top of his briefs she paused, his hardness clearly visible through the white cloth, then she pulled them down with a jerk.

When she saw it she let out a faint gasp. “Are you sure you didn’t get any smaller. It’s just – it’s so tiny.” She may have seemed shocked and amused, but she still wanted him. Even as she giggled aloud with a big smile her right hand was on his cock, gently wrapping her thumb and 2 fingers around it, softly stroking the tiny 3 inch stub of a penis.

Just as she could see he was really enjoying it, she bent in to whisper in his ear. “I always wanted to try this with a little tiny cock like yours.” And she lowered her head and slid her soft lips over the length of his shaft. She never took it all in, but only played with his little cock, licking the base, sliding her mouth up and down the length of it in kisses, then looked up into his face with a big grin.

“I guess some things never change.” She leaned in close, now clenching his cock and sliding up and down with her firm grip. “You’ll always be my tiny little math buddy.”

With that she jerked his body forward to the edge of the couch and squatted on top of him, sitting almost with her knees on the couch, and pushed her body next to him. Tom almost had to lean forward to reach with his pelvis, but in a second his cock was inside Kelly’s warm pussy. Into her, she shoved him. She took him all in.

She sat atop him, so big, so full, her firm round tits in his face antalya escort and her wide hips slid up and down. His cock looked incredibly small, poking up into her. It was incredibly small – but she was able to pull it all into her. Pull it into the soft wetness of her body. With each stroke he bit his lips in ecstasy and she moved her head left to right.

He knew now that she’d wanted it as much as he had. He slid his hips forward, extending his length, sliding it into her. She looked at him, eyes big now, and let out a faint sigh. “Oh, fuck me, do it. Do it.” She almost whispered to him, massaging his shoulders and pushing him left or right just a little to keep him in the right position. “Ohhhh, mmmmhh.” She let out a whimper.

Then as he pushed into her more, deeper, and with slower longer stroked, he felt it building up. He looked into her eyes and saw he expression change. She could feel it. She was tightening her grip, with her legs but also with her hips, pussy, and arms. Her body tightened around him in every way. The grip of her muscles on his cock was incredible. She was the tallest, biggest woman he’d been with, but she felt like a vise clamping onto his dick.

With one last push, he shot up into her and clenched her body to his. She screamed out, and leaned back, her hips convulsing with each spasm of pleasure. She could feel him shoot into her, and with each pulse an electric finger of pleasure raced from her pussy up her spine.

This was it. This was their moment of perfection. Afterwards, she leaned back into the soft leather of the soft, sitting next to him. He lit her cigarette and took a hit from it himself. They sat naked there staring forward, but occasionally stealing a peak at each other’s bodies. Hers wet with sweat, chest heaving. His body more muscular than she’d imagined, but also much less immature in one way than any man she’d ever seen before. She couldn’t believe the tiny penis that had shrank down to nothing now had given her this much pleasure. She wrapped a pinkie around it, and they sat like that, holding each other and toying with each other’s tingling bodies all night.

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As long as I could remember I loved the feeling of wearing panties and sometimes dressing up. I live in an older neighborhood where the houses are close together so it was always easy and convenient to see and talk to our neighbors. Rhonda who lived on one side of me was about 45 and single. She was not the prettiest woman by any means but she always dressed to hot and always catch your eye. She never wore a bra and although she was very small in breast size with large nipples that always said hello when you saw her. She loved to garden and that was always prime time for a little voyeur time. My garage had windows on the side that faced her flower garden. Bending down always gave me great views of her butt crack that almost always was showing and of course a great down blouse that showed those loved young girl sized boobies and lovely nipples. Many times I would walk over and to talk and get a closer look. This one day I had to look because she was wearing a sweat pants material very short mini skirt. I said he Rhonda how are you? She simply swiveled her hip and I caught the first shot of her pussy. I was pretty much shaven except a very small patch of hair on top of her clit. She also had a tattoo but I could not make it out before show closed up. After making small talk she asked if I could help her pull this post out of the ground. Of course I said giving me more quality viewing time. I was wearing shorts and a tee shirt and the post turned out to be tougher that I thought. I rocked it back and forth pulling from the bottom.

After finally getting it out she thanked me and said come on let me get you some to drink. When we went in she had a breakfast nook off to one side and before I could sit down I could not believe my ears. She said, “I was surprised to see that you wear size 7 panties, I would have thought you were an 8”. My mind could not process what I just heard and simply uttered “what”. She said that she got a good look at my panties showing out my shorts when I was bending over and the tag was also showing. She quickly put me at ease saying he its okay, in fact I think it’s kind of cool and I would love to get a full view. Why don’t you take off those shorts and I will go and get us those drinks. She put me aydın escort totally at ease so off the shorts came. I wish I could say I had a raging hard on but the fact is it shrunk from the shock and must have looked more like a big clit. I heard her turning the corner but not with the drinks. I looked up and boom a flash, she took my picture. Now stunned she said not to worry she was not to use it against me because she always wanted to dress up and play with a guy. She said this was so I would stay “engaged”. She asked me to stand and stroked my cock. It now was nice and hard and she said now that’s much better. Look she said, Dan her boy friend was coming over soon and this would have to wait, you better go.

Several days past and nothing more than our usual small talk and hellos and one Saturday morning she said “do you want to continue our little fun time? Sure I said. Come on over in 30 minutes and no need to wear your panties, you can use mine. This might be better than I thought.

I went in through the back entrance of the house which was real close to my back door. She led me into her bedroom and I noticed some clothes on the bed and her panty drawer open. Take your pick find a bra too. There were nothing but short miniskirts and tight pull over tops that were all girly in color and design. I can’t wait to see what you pick out so let me leave you to your choices, I will be in the dining room when you are fully dressed. Almost all of her panties were thongs and the bra’s were push up’s and filled styles due to her small breasts. Picking the panties and bra I stopped to look in the mirror and to my surprise the push up bra actually looked good and felt great. I picked a small jean skirt and it fit pretty well. I could not believe how short the skirt was and when I sat on the bed I knew my panties had to be showing. The top was a pink color and had “PINK” embroidered on the front. I went out and saw Rhonda smile with satisfaction. She said you cannot believe how long I have wanted to live out this fantasy since dressing up her younger brother, you look great and this will be fun. Let’s go in the living room which would be more comfortable.

When I turned the corner I was in shock, there sitting aydınlıkevler escort quietly was Peggy and Carol our two neighbors from across the street. They both had smiles from ear to ear and as my heart sank I could hear both laughing and telling Rhonda I thought you were pulling our legs. They sat back laughing more in the couch. Rhonda said, “Well girls I lived up to my end of the bargain so are you still up for it”? Up for what was all I could think of?

That is when I noticed a dildo on the end table and I knew. Rhonda said you will get on the floor on your hands and knees and we are going to have our way with you. During this time we are going to kneel in front of you while you French kiss our asses. Absolutely no pussy contact what so ever! We want your tongue to go deep in our ass. We will all take turns. Rhonda whent up behind me and lifted my skirt which did not take much effort. Nice panty choice she said. I felt her fingers on the side bands of my panties and down they came resting on my knees and legs. I her messing with something which I thought was lube and judging by the temperature I was right. I felt the head of the rubber cock against my virgin ass rubbing and turning gradually increasing pressure. I actually thought it would hurt more from what I read but at one point it felt like it actually popped in and heard her say ah that’s better.

As she started to fuck me with it going in deeper each push I heard pants coming off than Carol came an knelt right in front of me and backed her ass right up to my face. I could smell her pussy but knew that was off limits. I started kissing her ass but she said “get to my hole”. When my tongue reached her spot I was surprised it did not taste or smell bad. I worked and worked her ass not even thinking about my own ass pounding. A few minutes passed and they switched. I did not know who was fucking my ass but I now saw Rhonda ass for the first time right there in front of me. Is it as nice as you though it was she asked? I know you always watch me in the yard. Better I said in a brief moment of pulling my face back. Rhonda must have done a lot of anal because my tongue had no problem pushing its way in. I could not ayrancı escort believe I had it all the way it would go. Flick your tongue inside it she insisted.

When she got up she said I will be right back. She returned with the shower curtain that I guess she took off the shower. Take off your skirt and top I don’t want them messed up she said. Worried now I was instructed to lie on my back. Peggy who’s ass I did not lick squatted over my face and said lick it from this position as she kneeled over my face looking in my cocks direction. Peggy must have put some perfume down there as the scent was intoxicating. After about 30 seconds I felt something warm poured over my chin and neck. When she rose up on her knees I now know she was pissing on me as the other girls watched. She must have not had to go much because it was over pretty quick. Then Carol stepped over me placing her hands on the top of her thighs and starting pissing on my cock. The view was fantastic and the feeling of the warm almost hot piss splashing on me really gave me a raging hard on. When Carol was done Rhonda followed suit draining her urine on my chest. Rub it all over she demanded which I did. The fresh piss actually smelled pretty good. I never thought that Golden Showers would be so hot but it was.

Peggy had gone a got some toilet paper in the mean time I guess because when Rhonda stepped off all the girls each grabbed a piece and wiped themselves and proceeded to throw the paper on me. As I lay there they sat back down and I was instructed to jerk off for them. I was not easy at first because the piss was sticky and after it dried it felt better. To my surprise they started rubbing their pussies watching my show for them. I was instructed to catch every drop of my load because they wanted to see it. When I came I leaned over and caught my load. I had not got off in 5 days or so and the load was thick and stood up proud in my hand. They commented on how thick it was and how good it must taste, so why don’t you try it and tell us how good it tastes. As I raised it to my mouth Carol said don’t swallow it at first we want to see it on your tongue. As I opened my mouth Carol held up her iPhone and I heard the click. What have I gotten myself into I thought. Don’t worry this is all for our fun. I was instructed to stand up and put back on the panties. Now standing in bra and panties I was told to go home like that and hope no one sees me. I was instructed to was Rhonda’s things to be returned for my things……more to come

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Even with the threat of Covid over everyones life, Pete was still getting on with things whilst he could. It was possible that any day, more restrictions might be placed on the country. They’d already closed the borders, no one knew what would happen next. He had to make the most of the time he had, and he was determined to, today was going to be an amazing day, despite the threat of Covid 19. To put it in perspective he thought, it might well be the last day that he could have any fun for weeks. So he was going to.

Pete was beside himself, his new toys had arrived at the courier depot, and he was off to pick them up. He was desperate to try them today, and as luck would have it, his wife Emma was heading out of town on a training course, over ninety minutes drive away. She wouldn’t be back until late in the day, so he could have fun for the whole morning, without worrying about her returning. He impatiently waited until she’d left, waving her off down the drive with relief, he raced through to their bedroom, got his kink bag out from his hiding place in the bottom draw of his chest of drawers and moved to the bathroom.

He jumped in the shower and gave himself the fastest enema on record, he needed to be clean as could be, for what he was about to pick up. He thought Emma was unlikely to ring for a while, as she’d lose reception in another 40 mins or so and the road was one you really needed to concentrate on. He quickly shaved his ass crack and balls, there wasn’t much hair, as he shaved pretty regularly, not that his wife would ever notice. Sex was a distant memory for the two of them. He wanted to look his best on cam for Mistress Red. He did his teeth, used mouthwash, he was ready.

He thought he’d better check in with Mistress Red. He texted, “Morning Mistress Red, my wife has left for her training course, and i’m about to go and pick up my new toys from the couriers. i’m clean and shaved, would you like me plugged or tight?” he always used small i’s when referring to himself in his texts, to show in just a small way his submission to his Mistress and superior.

“Ohh morning piglet, I want you to plug, I think you’ll be glad you’re nice and wide open later, when you strap yourself in for my viewing pleasure.” It was a morning she knew she was going to enjoy, probably a lot more than her dutiful piglet would, but that was half the fun and the potential of one of the plans she had harbored for a number of years coming to fruition.

He eagerly texted back “Yes Mistress Red i’ll do that right now.”

Over the previous few weeks, she’d talked at length with him about ordering the machine and what accessories to get, and in the end they were both happy and excited with his expensive purchases.

Pete pulled out his Little Boy American Bombshell butt plug, it always took some effort just to get it in. At a full 2.5 inches in diameter, it was nearly 8 inches around. He lubed up his asshole and put the head of the plug to his hole. Sniffing on his fresh bottle of poppers, was always a moment he loved, opening the protective seal and breathing in those erotic fumes always made him heady. He’d bought 5 bottles the previous day, just so he wouldn’t run out if the Covid restrictions got any stronger. He couldn’t see a sex shop being classed as an essential service. He breathed in heavily for the count of ten, first into one nostril then onto the second, his face flushed, his head grew warm and fuzzy and crucially his ass relaxed just a little.

He texted with shaking hands, “I have the plug at the entrance to my asshole Mistress Red, should I lower onto it?”

“I think you mean your asspussy slut, yes of course get it in right now, I want to see the machine.”

He sniffed one more time, pretended as though he was taking a shit and pushed down on the plug, it was too big, it wouldn’t go straight in, he needed to work up to it.

He took two more huge sniffs on the poppers and got ready to try again.

“Get it fucking in, right now slut, don’t keep me waiting.” Mistress Red was getting impatient, he knew not to piss her off.

She meant business, it was time. He pushed straight down, screaming into his hand as his asspussy gave way and allowed the huge intruder in. As his hole accepted the widest part he breathed again and let his asspussy clench onto the plug, pulling it in deep. Now it was home, he felt complete and in just a little simple way, he felt under Mistress Red’s control, even if he wasn’t with her.

“It’s in Mistress Red.”

“About bloody time, now go and pick the parcels up.”

“Sorry for the delay Mistress, it won’t happen again.”

“It better bloody not.”

He pulled up his tightest size 10 black g string, and then baggy shorts and a T shirt over the top.

He jumped into the car only twelve minutes after his wife had left, a new record. He tried to keep to the speed limit, but was just too excited. He parked and then walked into the courier reception.

“Hi, I think you have a couple of parcels for me, the names bahçelievler escort Pete Johnson, I got a card left in the post.”

“We do indeed Mr Johnson, right here in the back. Looks like you’re pretty excited to get these?”

“I am to be honest, can’t wait to get them home.”

The older woman looked at him knowingly, “I just bet you can’t Sir.”, Pete wasn’t sure if he was imagining things, but it was almost as if she knew what was in the boxes. The thought both horrified and turned him on.

He took the two boxes out and put them on the seat beside him, the contents packed down to small packages, he hoped everything would be there. They looked too small to have everything he’s ordered.

He texted Mistress Red. “On my way home Mistress how would you like me dressed for the demonstration?”

Red smiled, this was getting better and better. “Yes, in your PVC body and make sure that the neck zips are padlocked and under your Cum Slut Collar and then put a new padlock in the zip at the lower back should I wish you to be locked into the body later. Make sure you have every single piece of your kink gear, including your sexy sissy clothes ready to hand, just in case I think of something specific, that I want.”

“Yes Mistress, anything else?”

“You don’t have time for full make up, but I think a little mascara, some eye liner and heavy lipstick should do. Use the deep burgundy one I had you buy a couple of weeks ago. Then your mid length black wig and your medium tittie inserts.”

“Ohh and your lovely lockable heels too to finish it all off. Put the keys to all the locks just out of reach, but within reach once the timer lock on your wrist opens, I want you locked in the stockade with the timer lock closed on right wrist cuff as the final lock. After all, there’s absolutely no point in going to all this trouble if you don’t feel utterly helpless and out of control, for a while. So make sure you set up so that until that timer lock opens you ain’t going anywhere, understand?”

“Yes Goddess, fuck i wish i was home already.”

“I bet you do piglet, you need this, you crave it, I just bet you are so desperate to be at home now. Now drive and get ready as quickly as you can, I want to see this machine in action, how long will it take you to construct?”

Pete texted as he drove, having one near miss. “Should be quick, I watched some tutorials on youtube.”

“Good slut, now get on with it and get it set up in the garage, and open Skype to me on your computer so I can watch you get it ready. Now don’t text back until you are constructing, ohh and use the PVC stockings too bitch.”

Pete drove as fast as he could without risking getting stopped by the police. He raced down the drive and used his remote to open the garage door, he’d put a large piece of carpet down earlier in preparation for this time. He unloaded the boxes.

He got his kink bag from the bedroom and pulled down his Samsonite suitcase which was jam packed with kinky gear. He stored the large suitcase in the rafters in the garage, where it was safe. He opened it up for later, revealing his patent 5 inch high heeled, padlockable boots and his pride and joy his thigh length boots. A wide range of kinky underwear and number of PVC items, stockings, panties, various gags, his two wigs, two sets of breast inserts with adhesive, gloves and assorted makeup, toys, a number of butt plugs, poppers, lubes, ropes, locks and hoods. Basically a great range of all the items a sissy slut could need. He looked at the stuffed case and smiled.

He opened his computer, showing Mistress Red his case and the full garage.

“Hi Piglet.” She waved and blew a kiss to him.

“Morning Mistress Red, I can’t tell you how good it is to see you.”

“You too Piglet, just to check, there is absolutely no way your wife will be home for hours?

“No she’ll be gone for the day, i’m yours to play with as you see fit.”

“Excellent, now open the bloody boxes and talk me through it.”

Pete started with the Shockspot box, it was only 20 inches long and looked like it might hold a trumpet but as he opened the slick metal catches on the box and showed her inside the case, she saw the cut foam holding the parts of the machine. He’d studied the youtube videos countless times for this eventuality and it had easy to follow instructions.

“As you can see Mistress this is pretty simple to construct.” As he said it he fitted the parts together, locking them into place to give him a robust stand with a arm that could rock back and forth and a Vaculock attachment for dildos, he attached the 8 inch, black dildo with realistic looking balls.

“You always did like black cock you little slut, now put the computer to the side of you so I can see the machine fucking you side on and then open FaceTime on your phone so we can talk and put that facing you on the floor by the remote control.”

He smiled back at his Mistress, “I think you made me like black cock bakırköy escort Mistress Red.” He did as instructed.

“You dirty flirt.” She smiled at him, a lamb to the slaughter.

Pete pulled the next box over to where he was kneeling and opened it. “This is the stockade Mistress and it connects to the Shockspot as we discussed.”

“So once you are locked into it and the new timer lock goes on your last wrist cuff, you’re really will be helpless and getting fucked for a while?”

“Yes as long as you order me to set the timer for Mistress Red.”

“Good, that’s good little slut, fuck I wish I was there.”

“Me too Mistress, I’ll definitely bring it over next time I come to the dungeon. If you could please bring up the App you downloaded on your phone, and type in the username and password then you’ll have the control of the Shockspot. I’ll have the remote, but you can lock me out of that if you want to, and then you can decide on which program to use on me.”

“That is fucking brilliant, and you’d better bring it over next time you come to see me slut.”

As they were talking he’d finished constructing the stockade and attached a metal collar with leather padding at the neck. It had lockable cuffs for his ankles and wrists and a chest pad to rest on with a thick leather belt which could be fastened to immobilize the submissive’s body. The great design was that even a submissive working alone could effectively restrain themselves and make themselves utterly helpless with the help of one timer lock. He’d bought the timer lock on Mistresses instructions.

Pete attached the Shockspot’s front legs to the metal stockade so that the front of the dildo was lined up with where his ass would be and then began to strip.

“Ohh good little slut, I can see you shaved for me, now turn around and bend over and show me your butt plug I want to see your gape as you take it out of your pussy.”

Pete loved this, his cock was trying to get hard at the attention, but the butt plug and poppers made it difficult to get a proper erection. Well that and the fact he’d suffered from erectile dysfunction for years.

“Your clit looks lovely and small today, but those balls of yours look huge, full of cum, I guess after me not allowing you to cum for two weeks, you must be gagging to cum, just how I like you to be slut.”

“Yes Mistress Red, I am desperate to cum.”

“Well no promises. But I want your cock and balls hanging out of the body please, so I can see them jiggle as you are fucked and to see if you get hard from being fucked.’

Pete bent over and slowly removed the butt plug, showing his gape to his Mistress, she smiled. He put the plug which had a bit of anal mucus on it, down on the floor to clear up later.

He dressed as quickly as he could, PVC stockings, then he carefully got into the PVC body and inserted the medium breasts into place and locked the zip at the neck. Then he locked his CUM SLUT collar on top of the other lock. He looped an extra padlock through the back zip, not sure why Mistress Red had asked for that, but he guessed it was for after, then locked his heels in place, and gingerly stood up. He quickly applied his makeup, not a great job, but it would do. He looked at the screen to check Mistress Red was happy, she was looking down at her phone apparently texting someone, or looking at the app, then she looked up at Pete and nodded. “Time to see if it works, make sure you can reach the remote to turn it off if you need to.”

“Thanks Mistress, will do.” Pete had the remote by his right hand his poppers by the side of it on a towel.

Pete knelt in the stockade, adjusting the angle of the dildo and the how far forward it was. He poured a liberal quantity of lube on the dildo and then smeared more over his hairless asshole, fingering himself as he did so, then after he’d had three fingers in him, he made sure that he had an inch of the dildo in his ass. He then locked his ankles into the cuffs. He closed the padlocks and put his head in the metal collar to test how far he could reach, then he took the keys out of the ankle cuffs and pushed them just out of reach with his wrists still locked, but where he would be able to retrieve them once the timer lock opened. Helpless but only for a set period of time.

“How long for the timer Mistress Red?”

“Ohh I think 60 minutes might be more than you can handle.”

“I can take longer if you like Mistress Red.”

“No slut, lets be sensible this first time, we’ll have plenty of time to build you up further in the future, I feel sure of that. Get the dildo a few more inches in and then lock that off. So that you will always have at least 3 inches inside you and cannot get off it, once it starts fucking you, all you’ll be able to do is slow it down or speed it up. Up until I take control of it of course.

Pete moved the rod forward as per his instructions and locked the leather belt that went over his back and kept him balgat escort in place on the chest bench. He cinched it so he could barely breathe and certainly couldn’t move. He locked off his left wrist, then drew in a deep breath and locked his neck in place, holding his head in the metal ring, he was going nowhere. The final problem was to lock the last padlock on his right wrist with the timer lock, it was fiddly, but he managed it.

“Good slut, now first of all, see properly if you can get out.”

Pete rocked and tested all his bonds, but he couldn’t move at all.

“No Mistress I am truly helpless.” Pete smiled as he said it, he was in heaven.

“Fuck you forgot the poppers your twit.”

“Shit, but they are just below my hand, I could open them but can’t move them.”

“Well open them and they’ll waft up to you, they won’t be very intense, but then again the fucking is going to be.” Red smiled, this was priceless, more fun than she thought possible and she wasn’t even there.

Pete started the Shockspot, just 3 inches of extra depth at first, then increased the speed slowly.

“Ohh God that looks superb, your big fat girlie ass bouncing and rippling as you get fucked. Have you got the poppers open yet, I think you’re going to need them.

Pete carefully opened the bottle, but then couldn’t hold it properly and it tipped over soaking the towel, just inches beneath his face.

“Ohh my, now you are going to get high slut.”

“Yes Mistress they’re pretty intense, that’s for sure.” Pete breathed in his precious poppers as the machine began his training.

“Right, your remote is now turned off and I have the bridge as Picard would say. It would seem that I have complete control bitch.” She smiled that smile again.

“Let’s see how you get on with Slow, Long and Easy first.” Mistress Red clicked on her phone and the dildo began to go a full 8 inches deep, Pete moaned loudly.

“There’s my gurl, come on Charleigh, come and play for me.”

“It’s not Charleigh, it’s me Mistress.” Pete sounded almost annoyed which in turn pissed Mistress Red off.

“Not for long boi, before you know it, Charleigh will be moaning like a bitch on heat for me. Now shut the fuck up and don’t be insolent. It’s a shame we didn’t gag you.”

Pete’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as he breathed in so many poppers in the confined space, he was truly feeling every moment of this.

Mistress Red looked down at her phone and considered the text. Should she, or shouldn’t she?

She tried once more to think of what could possibly go wrong, with her grand plan, but each and every way she looked at it, it seemed as though the outcome would be the same, unless of course Pete was forgiven. But surely that was pretty unlikely.

Only one way to find out she thought. She held her finger over the button and then sent the text that would change Pete’s life and hers forever.

“Emma, you should go back home, Pete is cheating on you in your own garage.” the text designed to get maximum attention from any wife.

Emma swerved a little as she looked down at her phone. She couldn’t read the whole message, so she slowed and read it incredulously, WTF, who’d sent this, she pulled over and rang the number straight back.

Mistress Red sat back and let it ring. Then she declined the call and texted once more, “Just drive home and you’ll be glad you did when you get there. But if I were you, I’d take a couple of girlfriends as witnesses and moral support, you might need it. You don’t want to see this on your own.”

Emma was angry now, she tried calling once more, but no answer and she looked behind her, swung the car around and set off at speed.

She used Siri to call her two best mates and explained what was happening and said she’d be home in 30 minutes, they agreed to meet at Pete and Emma’s house then.

Mistress Red looked into Pete’s eyes, “You are truly loving this, aren’t you slut.”

“Hell yes Misssstreessss it’ssss amazinggggg.”

“I have to go for 15 minutes, I’m going to leave you and then come back and see how you are coping.”

“Pleaase don’t leave me Mistress it’s sooooo intennsssee.”

“As it should be for a sissy slut like you, no one said training would be easy, did they slut.” She smiled her kinkiest smile at him.

“No Mistresss theyyyy diddn’ttt.”

Emma tried not to drive too fast, but she just couldn’t help it, luckily she didn’t see any cops on the way. As she rolled down the driveway, her two friends, Sarah and Karen got out of their cars to join her. They were all wondering just what the fuck was going on.

“The text said in the garage, who the fuck would cheat on anyone there?” Sarah was intrigued should the truth be known, she’d never really liked Pete, just too full of himself she thought, Emma deserved better.

“It beats me, maybe it’s just a bloody wind up.” Emma was striding to the garage with the remote in her hand.

As they were a few feet away she pressed the button. As the garage door rolled upward they all stopped in their tracks. As it rose all three of them could hear some intense moans and a machine working rhythmically.

They could now see the full scene, and smell the poppers.

“What the fuck is that smell, shit it’s making my head feel weird.” Emma had no idea.

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Dan J. Kroeff had been with the company for more than ten years and so far the Holiday Parties have been relatively boring. This year was starting just the same. Sitting in the up scale beach front hotel bar, waiting for the announcement that they would be seating for dinner in the banquet room, he was making his plan for an early escape. His only worry was that the higher-ups would want to talk to him after the customary rah-rah speeches that always followed dessert and since the head of his department was a no show due to the flu going around, he would be the one they would want to see.

“I hate these fucking parties,” he said out loud, taking another drink of his Vodka Martini.

He couldn’t even look forward to meeting any women at this get together as the majority of the women working at the company were either married or gay. The only single women were way too young and he didn’t want to take the chance of a sexual harassment suit so his prospects were nil. He scanned the faces in the crowded bar and sure enough most worked at his company. He could see that they were sporting the same silly name tags he had on. Dan was hoping he would at least get to see some of the women in pantyhose tonight but that too was turning out to be a lost cause. Most were in short dress or skirts of varying lengths but only one or two had hose on and they were old enough to be his grand mother. He signaled the waitress for another drink when a man approached his small table.

“Hey Dan, Karl Nelson,” the man said holding out his hand.

Dan shook his hand and invited him to sit. He didn’t recognize Karl by sight but he knew who he was. Karl worked as a consultant for the IT department but lived in Arizona, so Dan was surprised to see him here.

“Have you seen the VP of your IT department here tonight? I need to talk to him before things get going.”

“I wouldn’t even know him if he was standing in front of me…sorry,” Dan replied. Dan had chatted with Karl in the past about work related things via email or IM’s and imagined him to be more ‘geeky’ than he actually was. Karl was going on about some project items he needed addressed when Dan saw her walk up to the busy bar. It was then Karl stood and momentarily blocked his view.

“He just walked in, I’ll talk to ya later,” Karl said then disappeared into the crowd before Dan could respond.

Dan couldn’t believe his eyes. He gazed upon her beautiful form and didn’t miss a detail. Her dress was a strapless silver sequin number that stopped just above her knees with a black nylon top covering her up to the neck and down to her wrists. She wore silver open toe pumps and her legs shimmered in sheer tan pantyhose. Her shoulder length blonde hair glistened like polished gold in the over head lighting. Dan had a tough time tearing his eyes away from her magnificent legs, they had a velvety luster from the expensive hosiery she had on. The best part was she wasn’t wearing a name tag, so he might have a chance to get to know her better.

After a few minutes, Dan stood and made his way to her. His eyes kept returning to her firm shapely legs. She was about 5′-9″ without the 3″ heels so her legs just seemed to go on forever. She watched him approach.

“Hi…I was admiring you lovely dress. You look fantastic,” Dan said smiling broadly.

“Thank you, but the way you were starring at my legs, I’m surprised you even noticed my dress,” she responded with a cynical grin.

“Sorry…I didn’t mean to stare. You do have incredible legs,” he tried to hide his embarrassment; “My name is Dan.”

“That’s ok…Helen,” she said holding out her hand.

Dan took her hand and asked, “Are you here for the Christmas Party?”

“Yes…I’m supposed to meet my husband here, but I haven’t seen him.”

Dan ataşehir escort maintained his smile but inside he was shouting, ‘DAMN IT!’ He knew it was too good to be true that she would be here alone. He was saved from any further uncomfortable conversation when they announced seating had begun in the banquet room.

“I’m not sure where I’m supposed to go,” Helen said looking around for her spouse.

“Come with me. He’ll find you inside.”

She and Dan followed the crowd to the large festively decorated room and found a table near the door so Helen could see her husband when he entered. He was about to leave her when Karl reappeared.

“There you are, I didn’t see you in the bar,” he said to Helen, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“This is my husband Karl,” she said.

“I know, we’ve met,” replied.

“Why don’t you join us,” Karl said then looked to his wife.

“Please do…You’re the only other person here that I know other than Karl,” Helen added with a flirtatious smile.

Dan agreed and sat down to Helen’s left with Karl on her right. The three of them made small talk until more IT people joined them and Karl became absorbed in ‘shop talk,’ and since Dan was in the engineering department, he couldn’t follow much of what they were saying. Helen was at even more of a loss. She turned toward Dan and crossed her legs, giving him a perfect view from thigh to toe. His cock was already straining against his tailored pants so he made sure that the table cloth hid that fact from her. Dinner was served and he and Helen continued to talk about more personal things unrelated to work. Karl was embroiled in a conversation about new tech improvements that were to be implemented next year so he didn’t seem to be paying attention to his lovely wife.

Helen was being more flirtatious as the night wore on and Dan wasn’t sure how Karl would respond with him flirting with his wife, but he was occupied at the moment. Dan noticed Helen had removed her heels and was rubbing her feet together under the table. He wanted to have her silky soles in his hands; holding them, massaging them but he didn’t dare ask. The dessert was served and the lights were dimmed for the beginning of the many speeches to come. Helen put her shoes back on and excused herself to the ladies room. Dan slouched a bit in his chair, stretching his legs under the table. Helen returned and sat down closer to Dan this time. He felt Helen’s foot brush his leg and didn’t think anything of it, but when he felt her foot again, lifting his pant leg and her nylon covered toes moving over his exposed skin, Dan froze. He looked to Helen who was facing the front and apparently listening intently to the speaker, but her foot kept moving up and down his shin. Dan’s cock was rock hard and he was glad the lights were low so no one could see what Helen was doing, especially Karl.

Dan had his hands in his lap and was trying to focus on what was being said so that he wouldn’t loose control and cum in his pants. Helen put her hand on his and once again he looked over at her. She was still facing forward as she moved his right hand to her warm silky thigh. Dan started to pull away for fear of being noticed but she gently squeezed his hand as if to say ‘don’t move’ then covered it with the table cloth. Now no one could see what was happening. He moved his hand down her leg to her knee then back up to the hem of her dress. He did this several times, enjoying the velvety texture of her expensive nylons.

When the speakers changed, Helen shifted in her seat. Karl got up and whispered something to Helen then left the room with a few of his coworkers. As Dan’s hand returned to the top of her thigh, she opened her legs. This caused her dress to ride avcılar escort higher. He moved his hand between her legs and he could feel the heat increase. The next time he made the journey, his fingers touched her moist fiery sex. There was a large opening in her pantyhose and he realized they were crotchless. His dick was threatening to break out of its confinement. Helen’s hand came to rest in Dan’s lap again. His middle finger found her throbbing clit, and a shiver ran through her when he lightly touched it. He parted her folds, dipping his finger into her creamy valley. He saw her head drop and noticed she was biting her lower lip. Helen trembled and gave his cock a firm squeeze.

“I’m gonna head back to the room,” she whispered, “Follow me in about five minutes. We’re in room 714.”

“What about Karl? He might walk in on us. That won’t be good,” Dan replied quietly.

“Don’t worry about Karl, he’s gonna be out talking shop all night with those guys,” Helen said then stood and walked away.

Dan struggled with the decision to go to Helen’s room to fuck the day lights out of her and take the chance of getting caught or waiting around until he could leave the party and not get laid. He checked his watch and it seemed as if time had slowed down.

“Fuck it!” he said under his breath then headed for the door.

He went to the elevators and rode to the seventh floor. Walking down the hall he realized he was about to reach the point of no return. Dan stood at the door to Helen and Karl’s room still contemplating the consequences of what might happen if he knocked. His mind brought back the images of Helen’s legs in those glossy hose and the feel of them on his fingers. He knocked softly.

Helen opened the door and invited him in. She was still wearing her dress but had removed her shoes.

“I was beginning to think you weren’t gonna come,” she said walking into the interior of the small suite.

“I nearly came when we were at the table,” he said with a nervous laugh.

“Well if it makes any difference, I did,” she replied then moved close and passionately kissed him on the lips. She then stepped back and turned away from him, “Can you unzip me?”

He lowered the zipper of her dress as she unfastened the neck clasp. Dan could see the crossing waist bands of her Wolford Stay-Hip hose through the opening. She took a step forward, pulling her arms from the clinging sleeves, then let the dress fall to the floor. The wispy nylon hugging her lower body made Dan’s cock stir to life again.

“Do you like what you see?” she said looking over her shoulder at him.

He nodded unable to construct a sentence.

“Wanna see more?”

He nodded again.

Helen turned and placed her hands under her C cup breasts, tweaking her erect nipples. Dan was speechless. Helen stood before him in just her sheer tan hose, fondling her breasts. Dan moved to her. She put her arms around his neck and they kissed again. Their tongues wrestled as their urgent need grew. Helen unbuttoned Dan’s shirt while he undid his belt and lowered his pants. Within moments he was naked and they resumed their kiss. His hard cock press against her stomach while his hands roamed over her firm hosed legs. She maneuvered him to the bed and had him sit. Her hand encircled his rigid dick as she knelt before him. Helen slowly stroke Dan’s shaft and lovingly kissed the large purple head.

“Mmmmmmmm,” he moaned.

She took him in her mouth and swallowed him to the base. Her head bobbed up and down as her tongue snaked around his shaft. Dan was trembling from her oral skills. She teased him to the point of orgasm then backed off to let him calm down. She did this over and over until he pulled her up and laid avrupa yakası escort her on the bed. He ran his tongue from her toes to her dripping pussy then switched legs and did it again. He softly kissed her sensitive clit bringing sharp gasps from her.

“Oh GOD…Don’t stop…mmmmmmm…yes…yes…YES!” she cried as she was consumed by orgasmic pleasure.

Her silken legs moved up and down his torso, giving him additional stimulation. When her orgasm finally subsided, Dan moved up her body, kissing his way to her neck. His drooling cock pressed against her wet sex and she shifted her hips to get him inside her. The head of his manhood hit its mark and sank into her tight love canal.

“AAAAAHHHHHHHHH,” she cried again clamping down on his invading member.

Her legs went around his waist as he thrust into her with growing force. She met his thrust with ones of her own, feeling a new orgasm building. Dan moved his arms behind her legs, effectively folding her in half. Her calves were at his ears as he pounded into her again and again. Helen went from orgasm to orgasm with almost no transition between them. Dan was nearing his own release when Helen wanted to switch positions.

“Fuck me from behind baby. I want you to cum on my ass and legs,” she said in a seductive voice.

He rose up and she rolled from under him and got on her hands and knees. Dan plunged back into her dripping pussy without hesitation. He pumped away, regaining the ground he lost to the momentary transition. His hands moved over Helens ass and thighs, soaking up the wonderful sensations of her soft hose. Dan’s thrusts were now sharp and violent. Helen loved every urgent motion, growling like an animal in heat. Their bodies slapped together with increasing ferocity as Dan raced to the finish line.

“Cum for me baby…cum on my silky hosed legs. I want to feel your hot cum dripping on my legs and ass,” Helen encouraged.

Dan didn’t need any more stimulation or encouragement at that point. He pulled out and sprayed his first stream of pearly cum on Helen’s upturned ass. The second splashed against her right thigh. The remaining shots ended up on her calves and dripped onto the bed spread. Helen massaged his seed into her hose then lay down on her stomach. Dan joined her for a few minutes trying to catch his breath. Helen’s cell phone buzzed on the night stand. She picked it up and read the text.

“Karl’s on his way up,” she said, looking to Dan.

He jumped up with fear in his eyes and started getting dressed as fast as possible. Helen didn’t seem too concerned as she watched him fumbling with his clothing.

“Aren’t you gonna take your hose off? He’s gonna know you fucked someone if you don’t,” Dan asked in a frantic voice.

“He might get turned on by his wife being fucked by another man and having him cum all over her?” Helen responded, lying back on the bed and running her fingers over her damp mound.

“Well I’m not gonna take that chance,” Dan said heading for the door.

“Even if I asked you to stay?”

“Thanks but no thanks,” he replied and closed the door.

Helen let out an audible sigh then said, “I tried to get him to stay and play some more.”

The closet door opened and Karl stepped out. He was naked and stroking his hard cock. Helen could tell by the large amount of pre cum leaking from the tip that he was probably very close to cumming himself.

“I know you did. He just wasn’t adventurous enough to take a chance,” he said moving closer to the bed.

Helen spread her legs wide for him, showing him just how wet she was. Her fingers fanned over her erect clit bringing her closer to a new orgasm.

“Bring me that big cock. I want to feel you cum in my wet pussy while you caress my soft pantyhose. See how much cum he shot on me. I want you to shoot at least that much in me,” Helen purred; still teasing her clit.

Karl loved it when she talked like that. It always made him cum more and she knew it. He took her ankles in hand while she guided his stiff member into her hungry hole. It was going to be a long night of passion for the two of them.

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Pam roused refreshed after a nice sleep. Dawn was just breaking. Looking around she was a bit confused. Pulling an arm out from under the cover. She realized that she was wearing Rick’s robe, he must have put her in bed. But where was he.

Sitting up she knew she had to pee. Sliding out of bed she padded to the bedroom door. There was her blouse on a hanger.

Looking out into the living room there was Richard curled up on the sofa.

Pam slipped by him and to the bathroom. After peeing Pam quietly walked into the living room and slipped out of her skirt dropping it over an arm of an easy chair.

Going over to the sleeping Rick she softly kissed him on the forehead.

He roused and smiled at her as she said quietly.

“Come to bed Rick.” She took his hand and gently urged him up.

Hand in hand they walked into the bedroom.

Pam slipped out of the robe as he unzipped his pants; he pulled his tee shirt over his head, then slipped his pants and jockey shorts.

Slipping out of the robe and in bed, as she did she unclasped her bra and tossed it to the bottom of the bed.

Richard slid into the warm bed and pulled the covers over them.

Pam turned on her side and as the covers reached her shoulders,

Rick’s arm fell across her and rested against her warm firm yet soft round breasts.

Pam reached behind her and pulled Rick’s warm naked body against her. She could feel his erect penis against her buttocks. Pressing into her butt crack.

They sighed quietly and fell into a contented sleep.

Richards watch alarm went off and woke them both up with a bit of a start.

“Good morning my sweet man.” Pam said softly, still a bit sleepy. As she rolled over, her breasts bare above the covers.

“Good morning sweet thing. Did you sleep well?” Richard asked as he kissed her ear.

“H-m-m yes I did. You were so thoughtful. I don’t think you could have slept well though, hmm.” Pam said as she turned toward Rick and putting her arms around his neck cuddled up to him. There bare hot bodies next to each other.

“I could have slept better I guess. My concern was that you were warm and able to sleep, after your studying. You were played out when I came back from the laundry room. Played out and happy. Bed was the place for you.” Rick said, smiling as he playfully licked Pam’s nose.

“I appeared happy. I read for about 15 minutes then lay back and just looked back on the evening.” Pam said. Softly adding. “The images I had were exciting for me. They made me feel good.”

“That’s good. When I came back you were very intimate with yourself. You cast a very sensual picture. I’m very pleased that our time was so enjoyable for you. I enjoyed it as well.” He said as he slipped out of bed.

“Hmm that’s right now I remember I did love myself, like I said the evening images had me excited. I had to relieve the passion I was feeling. But how did you know?” Pam asked as she slid out of the bed, coming up close to Rick.

“You fell asleep with a finger still fondling your love lips, and your nectar was dribbling down your thighs, like I said sweet thing a really sensual image.” Rick said brushing the back of his hand over Pam’s breasts.

He started walking to the door as he asked her “What would you like for breakfast, cereal, scrambled eggs or an omelet?”

“Cereal is fine Rick.”

“God Pam you have no idea how much I want you. You make me feel total sexual, and lewd. Two people lost in each other’s sensuality. How are we going to curb the wanton feeling we have?” Richard said urgently as he turned to face her, her young firm body, all pink and soft to the touch. Her breasts were firm and so proud, topped by dark nipples and spreading aureoles. Her flat belly down to the dark pubic curls. So inviting, surrounding the hot tunnel of all creation. All held up by her very shapely legs.

He gasped out in a guttural voice. “God Pam you are so beautiful. Oh fuck. Look at you.” He took her hand and pulled her to him.

Pam was still holding his prick. As she stepped in front of him, she rose up on tiptoes and parting her legs. Sliding the erection into her hot cunt, pushing herself right onto it, impaling herself on him.

She put her hand around Rick’s buttocks and urged him forward into her. She wriggled her hips, grinding hers against his.

Richard felt his balls pulling up. Richard gasped. “Oh fuck I’m going to cum.” He bent his knees a bit and slid out of the love nest and a couple of second later. One, two, three jets of hot creamy cum shot from his live prick some splashed on her tummy and some dropped on to her pubic fur. The rest pooled on the floor.

Putting her hand down on her tummy she scooped up some of Rick’s cream and sucked in ardahan escort into her mouth tasting it then swallowed it.

She gently grasped his erection and slowly turned him as she did she dropped to her knee’s and took him into her open lips and as she stroked his shaft she sucked the last drops of cum out of him.

Standing up she put her hands around Rick’s head and kissed him passionately, they shared some of his creamy jism.

As she got up she said in a sultry voice. “You are sex incarnate my lover. I lost my virginity to a ham handed country yokel at a drunken so called party. Yes I was drunk as well. Oh how I wish it would have been you who would take it.”

Turning Pam went into the bedroom and came out with her bra on saying. “For you I am fully dressed, in fact I’m over dressed.”

Pam slid by Rick petting his firm buttocks as she sat at the table.

“Would like a coffee Pam. – I guess I’d like to be that guy that popped your cherry. ” Richard said.

“Yes please I’d love a coffee. I wish had been you as well not that drunk yokel. I’m darned if I don’t feel like skipping classes today.” Pam said as she poured cereal into her bowl.

“I know the feeling. I’ve done it once and regretted it afterwards.” Richard replied giving Pam her coffee.

“Yeah I guess you are right, in fact I know you are. The day has started out so romantically I just hate for it to stop even for a few hours.”

“Look forward to this evening. Who knows what it’ll bring, right.”

Breakfast over they each showered and dressed and headed off to there classes.

“Will I see you at lunch time.” Richard asked Pam kind of sad.

“Sure, lets get what ever and go and sit outside. I have physics then a 30-minute break then chemistry. What do you have Pam?”

“Business management at 10.30 then Math after lunch.”

“Back to the math class, Whoopee.” Richard said.

“I’ll be there as well lover.” Pam chided as they walked hand in hand into the building.

“Hmm that makes it all the better. I’ll bye you a coffee after your management class ok.” Richard said giving Pam a parting kiss.

“Ok sweet thing, you behave in class ok.”

“Yes ma-am.” Richard said grinning.

As Pam was walking into the cafeteria she saw Richard paying for their coffees. She went over and whispered. “Hi there sexy. You come here often?”

“Quite often Aphrodite.” Richard replied as he handed Pam her coffee.

“Ohh really. I must come here more often then.” Pam chided Rick as she sat down and patted his knee under the table.

“Did you really have a good sleep Pam? You were fast asleep when I got back with our things. You looked so sensual laying there, one hand over your bra. Your other hand had a finger buried in you love nest.” Richard whispered adding. “I tried to be as gentle as I could as I extracted your finger. I didn’t want to wake you. You never even roused bless you.”

“You were very considerate Rick. I was very cosy in your robe and bed. I think I slept like a baby. But later to have you snuggled up behind me in bed was out of this world. The feeling of your cock pressed against my butt, and even pressing between into the crack between the cheeks was so exciting and sensual.” Pam whispered as she slid her hand under the table.

She quietly slid it up under her skirt and fondled her love lips and ringed her excited love bud. She dipped her finger into her hot and very wet cunt.

Pam said. “Just recollecting your apartment and our time there has got me really hot and sticky, wet in fact.”

As Pam was whispering she slipped her wet finger out of her cunt. She whispered as she raised her finger and leaning over the table. “You gentle passionate lover.”

Pam put her wet sticky finger on Rick’s lips and he took it between his lips . Tasting her essence of love. She withdrew her finger, biting her bottom lip she whispered in a dreamy tone. “See what you do to me lover. You sensual man.”

“Really. I’m a bad influence for you and I love it. Now I guess its back to headache land. See you after class.

What do you want for lunch Pam? I’m having a salmon salad sandwich and a fruit juice.” Richard said.

“I’ll have an egg salad sandwich and a Pepsi please Rick.” Pam replied.

“Ok see you in the parking lot.”

Richard picked up their sandwiches and drinks. He headed out to the parking lot. Pam was a few seconds behind him.

“Hi there sexy.” Pam said chuckling.

“Why hello there Aphrodite. Where do you want to have lunch sweet thing?” Richard said.

“Well our math class isn’t till 2.30. How about going to the park?” Pam suggested.

“That sounds a good idea, ok lets go.” Richard replied, as they got into the car.

As they drove through town Richard stopped at the drug store, saying. “I’ll be just a minute.”

He got out and went into the store. Looking around he found the condom display and the type he wanted.

He got two packets of life style extra thin condoms.

He paid for them and artvin escort went back to the car.

Opening the door he dropped the bag on the front seat.

Pam was picking it and one of the packets slipped out and she said. “Why hello. We have life style thin condoms ooee. I’d heard of Trojan but not this brand. You s-e-x-x-y guy you.” Pam looked in the bag and saw the other packet saying. “Am I getting lucky or what.” As she quietly took a foil pouch out of the box, slipping it into the pocket in her skirt and put the other packet back into the bag.

Pam slid her hand over onto Rick’s lap and caressed the bulge in his pants whispering. “I think we are both very horny. How about you sweet man?”

Pam took Rick’s hand and slipped it up under her skirt, as she parted her thighs. Slipping a finger of Rick’s into her hot and wet cunt, gasping. “O-h-h Rick O-h-h f-u-c-k.”

He had curled a finger and was caressing the inside of her cunt. She clenched thighs together trapping Rick’s finger and hand between them.

Getting to the parking lot Richard parked and they got out and embraced each other.

Richard picked up the bag of there lunches and they strolled into the park. After walking a few yards Pam turned and pulled Rick to her and kissed him passionately. Then they continued across the park their arms around each other’s waists.

“Lets go over that way” Richard said indicating the wooded area ahead. They followed the pathway to the trees.

Pam noticed a pathway off to the side, saying. “There’s a path that’s not used much Rick.”

“I see what you mean. Lets take a look.” Richard said as he went between two large rocks. To keep going Richard pushed low branches aside as they entered a shady treed area. Tall Aspen and Poplars shaded the mossy grassy area that sloped away in front of them. They walked hand in hand down into a small glen with a stream gurgling its way through the woods. “This looks a nice spot.” Richard said.

“Yes it’s lovely, kinda romantic as well.” Pam replied as she turned around.

Rick was taking off his shirt. His finely muscled chest was catching the suns rays.

“That looks a great idea.” Pam said as she pulled her blouse over her head. Her firm breasts were speckled by the sun as well as it shone through the leafs.

When she dressed at Rick’s she had left her bra off intentionally.

They sat and had there lunches.

When Pam had finished hers she got up and strolled down to the streams edge and dipped a toe into the clear brownish water. Not being too cold she stepped into the water and proceeded to lift her skirt over her head.

She screwed it up and threw it up as far as she could toward Rick.

Standing feet apart. Her hips thrust forward. With her deft fingers she parted her love lips and peed into the stream. In a golden arc, it fell splashing into the water and flowed away through the undergrowth.

As she strained to loose the last drops a phst escaped from her puckered butt.

She glanced in Rick’s direction blushing a bit, only to see him lying on the mossy grass totally naked.

The sun was shining down on his nude torso.

Pam quietly stepped out of the stream and sauntered to where Rick was laying.

He had his eyes closed as Pam stood over his chest.

She bent down and put a hand either side of his neck and proceeded to kneel over his upper chest.

At the first contact Rick opened his eyes to see a bush of dark brown pubic curls in front of his chin and a heavenly young body above them.

“My cunt wants your very passionate attention lover.” Pam said in a throaty wanton voice.

As Pam was speaking Rick was freeing his arms and wrapping them around Pam. Pulling her closer to his face. Her scent told him that Pam had peed.

Pam’s love lips right at his lips. Rick slowly traced the shape of those pink wrinkled lips with the tip of his tongue, up and down, up and down.

Pressing his lips around one and then the other. Sucked them into his mouth making them wet with his saliva, and letting them out with a plop.

He poked his stiff curled up tongue in between her love lips into her hot wet waiting cunt.

Rocking his head back and forth to get his tongue in as far as he could. Extracting his tongue he ringed her clit hood softly, she wriggled at the contact and the sensation it gave her.

Richard moved his arms urging Pam to roll off of him.

She rolled over onto her back, her legs bent and wide apart.

Richard rolled onto his side.

He stopped and admired her beauty as she was lying at his side.

He grasped his erect penis, which he very slowly pumped as Pam watched.

“I have to pee.” Richard said, as he took a step away.

Pam grabbed him by the foot saying. “Right here lover let me taste it, sweet thing.”

Richard turned so he was kneeling level with her chest, and holding his prick let loose a fountain of hot golden pee out past her head where it hissed as it fell onto the mossy grass. ataköy escort

As his fountain waned a bit Pam put her hand under the it so when it was nearly over her hand would catch some of the hot sexy elixir for her to taste. She put her mouth to her palm and tilted it so her drink could dribble into her waiting mouth. “You taste so sexxy and salty.” Pam said as she licked her lips and hand.

Lying back down Pam pulled Rick on top of her as she clamped her legs around him.

He bent down and French kissed Pam passionately and long.

Pam unclasped her legs letting them fall, her feet flat on the grass, she reached for her skirt, grabbed it and fumbling took out the foil pouch. She held it up over Rick’s back she managed to rip it open. Gently she took out the latex condom.

As their French kiss ended Richard rolled over onto his back. His was very stiff and lying close to his abdomen.

Pam sat up and said in a whisper. “Let me try this on you for size lover.” A she spoke she approached his erection and gently slipped the condom onto it and encased his prick all the way down.

When it was on she swung a leg over his abdomen and proceeded to squat over him. Reaching between them she gently held his prick and slid it in.

Slowly she lowered herself onto it until it was totally immersed in her hot wet cunt.

She leaned back to take Rick in as deeply as she was able. Slowly rocking and raising and lower onto his rampant tool.

Richard reached up and caressed and fondled her succulent breasts. Her aureoles had spread wide and became swollen and puffy. Her nipples were stiff and dark with the excitement that she was experiencing.

He slipped a hand down to her crotch and gently rubbed the cover for her love bud, her excitement was getting close to a climax.

She was thrusting herself on Rick erection faster and faster.

“O-h-h Pam are you cumming yet because I’m all most there. Slow down otherwise I’ll explode.”

“I’m getting there. Wet your finger in my cunt and caress my clit.” Pam said. Richard just managed to slip one finger into her cunt. Then he frigged her clit gently with his wet slippery finger.

After a short while Pam was squirming and wriggling as she neared her orgasm.

At the last moment she pumped Rick’s prick hard and fast. Rick could feel her cunt contracting around his prick.

This was enough to trigger his shooting wads of hot creamy cum. Pam shuddered a second or two later in an explosive orgasm that made her black out momentarily and perspiration stand out on her brow.

“Oh fuck that was beyond words Pam croaked breathlessly as she collapsed on top of Rick.

His prick still immersed in the hot wet folds of Pam’s cunt.

She squeezed her thighs together as tightly as she could, holding onto Rick.

“You are incredible Pam. I hope the condom held. When I came it felt like I would have burst it.”

Pam relaxed and raised herself up off of Rick’s stiff prick.

They both looked at the condom. It was intact with all of Rick’s cum contained.

Pam gently took his prick in her hand and caressed it. The sensation was enough to make Rick groan.

She wriggled till Rick was back in her hot very wet cunt. Her love juices dribbled down her thighs and over Rick’s balls.

Pam kissed Rick and said softly as she looked into his flashing brown eyes. “You are some lover. I feel like I’ve known you for years. I wish I had. I could become addicted to you. Oh man what an addiction. Beats the drug seen all to heck.

She raised herself up and off of the impaling penis

Getting up she slipped her blouse on. As she was buttoning it up she squatted down and had a pee. As she stood and got her skirt she whispered. “Ah that feels better.

Peter had watched her as he was getting up.

Putting a hand down he rolled off the condom and secreted it under a rock.

He said to Pam as he was putting on his shirt. “Yeah I feel like I’ve known you a long time as well. Watching you peeing just now it was so natural and sensual. I think you had a good idea as well” As he did up his shirt. He peed a small stream and as he finished he remarked. “Yes that does feel a lot better.”

Fully dressed and very contented they strolled across the park their arms around each other.

They arrived back at college and still had 35 minutes till class. Peter suggested that they get a drink at the cafeteria and Pam agreed.

Richard went and got the cold drink and they sat quietly and enjoyed their drinks.

“Oh man that was a great and sexy lunch Rick.” Pam whispered as she put a hand on his leg under the table.

“Yeah it sure was. You are a really sexy girl Pam. I’m amazed that you don’t have a boyfriend. That’s fine by me though because they don’t know what they are missing as I do. The guys around here have to be blind. You are a lovely and very sexy girl.” Richard said as he put a hand on Pam’s on his thigh.

There drinks over they headed to their Math class. Pam sat behind Rick so he couldn’t be the voyeur this time. He focused on the problems set out for the class.

“Ok people this is what you have to work on. To be handed in at the next class.” Their teacher announced ending the class with. “Well that’s it for today.”

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I came home from the office and Chrissy greeted me at the door with her usual sweet kiss. “Joey, honey, guess who called today….it was Janie. She wants to come for a visit. I told her that it would be OK and she will be here tomorrow afternoon.” Janie, Chrissy’s twin sister, had finished graduate school in May but had still not found a job. She was going to stay with us while she looked for employment in the city. When I recalled the pleasant memories of Janie’s last visit, including the sex, I began to look forward to seeing her again.

The next afternoon, when Janie arrived, it was a typical hot July day and I was perspiring heavily after helping her with her luggage. I took the bags up to the spare room next to the bedroom in which Chrissy and I slept. Janie also was in the spare room after bringing in some of the smaller bags. “Joey, it is so nice of you and Chrissy to let me stay with you while I am looking for a job.” She came up and put her arms around my neck and gave me a big hug.

She was wearing shorts and a halter top and was showing quite a bit of a great tan. The bare skin of her back felt so good in my hands. “Janie, I love having you visit. Do you remember how much fun we had the last time you visited?”

“Joey, we did have fun but I don’t think we should have sex again…do you?”

“Janie, we don’t have to worry about that right now. Those things will take care of themselves. Let’s go down and get something cool to drink.”

We went down to the den and Chrissy brought us all a cold beer. We sat down to catch up on the events of each others’ lives. Janie mentioned that she had broken up with Billy just before graduation back in May. She had been so busy with her job search that she had not dated since then. “I have been so busy that it was pointless to keep taking those silly birth control pills, so I stopped.” She looked over at me and said, “I am on a regular cycle now and I feel much better. I guess, if I ever have another date, that I will have to be careful and not get carried away.”

Janie spent each day sending out resumes or attending interviews but almost a week went by without concrete results. The economy was very slow and it was difficult to find a job. I admired Janie for not turning to her father for help.

Chrissy and I were in bed one night and beginning to play around when we heard a soft knock on our bedroom door. It was Janie. “Hey guys, can I come in a few minutes? I need some company.”

I could detect a certain melancholy to Janie’s voice so, after looking at Chrissy, I said, “Come on in, Sweetness. What seems to be the problem?”

“I’m a little down right now. Would it be OK if I get in bed and talk with ‘you guys’ for a little while? “

“Sure. Come on in.” I slipped into the middle of our king sized bed and Janie got under the covers with Chrissy and me. Both Chrissy and Janie slept in large men’s sized athletic tee shirts which came down to the tops of their thighs, barely covering their asses. “What has made you so unhappy?”

“I’m not really sure. It is a real ‘downer’ looking for a job these days. All of these phony rejections sort of destroy your sense of self worth. I am so determined not to ask Dad for a job with his company.”

Chrissy said, “It wouldn’t be so bad to work with Dad. Joey has worked for the firm all these years and we do OK. Don’t we, Joey? Janie, are you sure there isn’t some other problem?”

Janie said, “Well, I am feeling sort of lonely. I haven’t had a date since breaking up with Billy back in May. It has been over two months. I am so jealous of you two. You have each other for affection, support and…..well….you know….sex. Between the stress of the job search and no dates my whole system, mental and physical, is ‘fouled up.'”

I wasn’t sure what to say so I looked over at Chrissy and silently mouthed the words, “What should we do?” Looking directly back at me, she silently mouthed the words, “Janie is horny. I think I know what she needs.”

“Janie, the last time Ted Baxter came to visit Mom came over and helped me to get ready. She did something that really made me feel better and I think it might make you feel better, too. It was stimulating but also very relaxing. Would you like to try ‘it’?”

“What did Mom do for you that made you feel so good?”

“Well, she sort of cleaned me out and gave me a massage.”

I said, “I don’t understand. What exactly did she do for you?”

Chrissy explained, “Well, you know and Mom knows how Ted Baxter always takes advantage of me when he visits. I told Mom that he was coming over and asked for her advice. I-I didn’t want to get pregnant again and Mom knows how hard it is for me to resist Ted’s advances. Well she came over a brought an enema bag with her and suggested that I take an enema to get ready for Ted’s visit.”

“So Jessica brought over the enema bag which I saw in the bathroom after Ted’s visit?”

“Yes, Mom brought the bag over. We thought that, if I could not anadolu yakası escort resist Ted, that maybe I could get him to….you know…..use my bottom so I would not get pregnant again. Mom also massaged my clitty and made me come so that I would be more able to resist to resist Ted’s advances. Well, I really did not want to take the enema but Mom made me. It really felt great, particularly when she massaged me. I think Mom saved me. If she had not given me the enema with the big nozzle and stretched and cleaned me, Ted would have killed me with his big, thick c-cock. He f-fucked my bottom so hard and deep that I had to wear a pad for a few days. I could barely sit down. Janie, I think an enema and a massage will make you feel better.”

I looked over at Janie and she was listening quietly, but I could see her hand touching her pussy under the covers. I knew she was wondering if she would enjoy the experience which Chrissy had described. “God, Chrissy, I don’t think I could take an enema. It is so embarrassing. I haven’t had one since we were children.” I wondered if Janie had ever been fucked in the ass. If not, she was probably wondering about that experience, as well.

“Janie, I felt the same way but it felt so-o-o good. I could even show Joey how to give it to you. Would you like that?”

“God, I don’t know. I need something.” Janie looked at me and said, “It is so embarrassing. Joey, you would be gentle….wouldn’t you? You wouldn’t hurt me ….would you?”

“Of course I wouldn’t hurt you, Sweetness. I would never do anything to hurt you. If Chrissy enjoyed it as much as she says, maybe it would make you feel better. Want to give it a try?”

“I-I guess so, if you think it will make me feel better. What do I have to do?”

Chrissy said, “You just relax and I will show Joey what to do. Joey, come into the bathroom with me and I’ll show you what to do.”

We went into the bathroom while Janie relaxed in our bed. Chrissy retrieved the enema bag, hose and nozzle from the cabinet under the basins. The nozzle was about 10 inches long, black and about 1 inch in diameter. It had a bulge at about the 3 inch mark where the diameter swelled gradually to about 2 inches. I wasn’t sure that the bulge would fit comfortably when I saw it. I said, “Chrissy, I’m not sure we should use something this big on Janie. It might hurt her.”

Chrissy said, “Don’t be silly. She needs something big, like a cock. She is very horny and this will remind her of a cock when it gets in her. She has had big cocks before. You remember Billy’s cock, don’t you? It was huge! She probably just misses that huge cock.”

“OK, if you say so. What do I need to do?”

“Put a small squirt of the liquid soap into the bag and fill it with warm water. Then connect the hose and nozzle. I have some Vaseline in the night table beside our bed.” I did as Chrissy instructed and began to get excited at the thought of pushing the big black nozzle between Janie’s firm and round ass cheeks. My dick started to get hard in my boxers. We went back into the bedroom carrying the full enema bag.

Janie saw the big black nozzle and her eyes widened. “God, don’t you have something smaller? I have never had anything in my….you know….a-ass that big. It will split me.”

Chrissy said, “Don’t be silly. I will show Joey how to get you ready. It will feel so good. Just do as I tell you.” Chrissy retrieved the tube of Vaseline from the night table drawer. “Joey, you have to put some of this lubricant on Janie’s bottom and massage it a little. Then you put some on the nozzle. Hang the bag here on this post. Janie, you just lie on your back and pull your legs up so Joey can see your bottom.”

Janie did as Chrissy instructed but she still had on her panties. I said, “Raise your bottom and I will slide your panties off.”

Janie said, “This is so embarrassing. Chrissy, don’t you mind Joey seeing my privates?”

Chrissy said, “Don’t be silly. We are twins. He has seen mine so it will be nothing new.”

I pushed up Janie’s tee shirt and hooked my thumbs in the elastic waist of her panties. She raised her butt and I peeled them down her firm thighs and off her feet as she alternately lifted each foot. I dropped her panties beside the bed but not before noticing the dampness in the crotch. When I saw Janie’s pussy I knew why her panties were damp. Her pussy was very swollen, red and wet. Her clitoris was engorged with the blood of arousal. She was in deed horny! Chrissy lay down beside Janie and cradled her head in her arm. She reached down and pulled Janie’s leg up exposing her pussy and ass. I put some lubricant on my finger and touched it to her anus. She flinched and groaned, “Unngh, that’s cold.” I began a light massage of her anus, smoothing the lubricant all around. “God, Joey, your finger feels so good.” I gradually increased the pressure and my finger slipped into her ass. She groaned and clamped down on my finger.

Chrissy ankara anal escort kissed her forehead and whispered, “Just relax. Let Joey stretch you out a little. It will feel so good.” Both Chrissy and Janie were breathing a little heavier. I knew Chrissy was getting turned on watching me finger her sister’s ass. She said, “Joey, I sort of wish you were touching me too.” I worked a second finger into Janie’ ass and began to twist them all around. She began to hunch on my fingers.

“I think you are ready for the nozzle.” I held up the nozzle. “It sort of looks like a big black cock, doesn’t it?” I spread some more lubricant on the nozzle and touched it to Janie’s anus. She hunched up off the bed trying to get it into her ass.

Chrissy kissed her ear and whispered, “Are you ready for this big black cock to stick into your ass? Do you want the big black cock to f-fuck your ass?”

I pushed 2 inches of the nozzle into Janie, right up to the bulge, and she groaned and hunched up off the bed. I pulled the nozzle out and Janie groaned, “Joey, push it back in. I need it in me.” I pushed again and the nozzle went in again until it was stopped by the bulge. “Joey, push it all in. I’m ready to take it all.” I pushed again a little bit harder and the bulge popped into Janie’s ass. She yelped, “Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, it’s so big. Is it all in?”

Chrissy whispered, “It’s all in now. Joey is going to let it squirt now.” I turned on the hose valve and the soapy water began to flow.

“I feel it going in. It’s so warm. I don’t know if I can take the whole bag full.”

Again Chrissy whispered, “Joey is going to massage your cunny a little and make it feel good while you are taking the enema. He will slide the nozzle in and out at the same time, just like someone fucking your ass. Would you like that?”

“Oh, I don’t know. I’ve never had anything this big in my ass. I feel the water running into me. I’ve never felt anything like this.” I used my thumb to massage Janie’s clit, just as I had done during her last visit. I pulled the nozzle out until the bulge met resistance at her sphincter. Then I pushed it back in. I repeated this for a few minutes while the enema bag emptied. Janie’s belly was beginning to bulge with water and she was frantically hunching her ass off the bed. “I-I think you are going to make me come. I need to come so bad.” Janie’s head was tossing side to side and when she turned toward Chrissy their lips accidentally brushed together. “Oh, Chrissy, I-I didn’t mean to……”

Chrissy interrupted, “It’s Ok. Would you like for me to rub your nipples while Joey is touching your cunny? It will make you come so hard. I know that you need to come so bad.” About this time the enema bag emptied and I turned off the valve. My dick was so hard now. I wanted to fuck Janie so much while her belly was bulging and the big nozzle was stretching her ass. I wanted to impregnate her but that would have to wait.

“Chrissy, will you suck on my nipples? I would really like that.” Janie pulled up her tee shirt exposing her breasts. Chrissy looked at me and then reached over and gently placed her hand on Janie’s left breast. Then she leaned down and sucked her nipple into her mouth and laved it with her tongue. It was a real turn-on watching this action between my beautiful wife and her twin sister. I began to work the nozzle in Janie’s ass really fast and a little water began to leak. My thumb was working on Janie’s clit all the while. I knew she was ready to come by the frantic movement of her ass. When she was on the edge I pushed my thumb into her pussy and she arched up off the bed. “Oh God, fuck me Joey! I’m coming! Fuck me hard! Fuck my ass! Fuck my pussy! Lick me Chrissy! Oh, I’m going to explode!” Her legs were quivering she was coming so hard. I continued to push my thumb into her pussy and the nozzle into her ass until she collapsed back down onto the bed and her orgasm began to ease. “That was incredible. Chrissy, you were right about the enema. I have never felt anything like it. It felt so good to come so hard. I really needed to come. It had been so long. I need to go to the bathroom now before I have an accident.”

Chrissy helped Janie get to the bathroom and onto the toilet. She pulled the nozzle out of Janie, instructed her to shower off and left her in private. When Chrissy came back to bed she cuddled up to me and whispered, “Joey, baby, I’m so hot now. I need to be fucked. Please fuck me now. My cunny is so wet.” I could hear Janie grunting and exploding into the toilet. I slid my boxers down and kicked them off my feet.

I kissed Chrissy and pushed my tongue into her mouth. She responded hotly and I pulled up her tee shirt and put my hand between her legs. Her pussy was very wet. I whispered, “I’m going to fuck you but I’m not going to use a rubber. I’m going to squirt cum in your pussy. I’m through fucking you with a rubber on my dick.”

Chrissy groaned and reached for my dick. “Joey, ankara anal yapan escort baby, your dick is so hard. I’ve never felt it this big. Did you get turned on giving the enema to Janie? I need it so bad. I got turned on as well.” She pulled me over on top of her and my dick went right into her mushy pussy. She immediately began to hunch and squirm. I pushed my dick all the way into her pussy and rubbed my pubic bone against her clit. I knew this would make her come in a few minutes. Just as we both began to orgasm and I was squirting cum into Chrissy’s pussy, Janie came back into the bedroom from the bathroom. She was startled to see us fucking and her eyes widened and she stopped in her tracks. Chrissy cried out, “Fuck me, Joey! Fuck me hard! I’m com-m-m-ing!” I just grunted and clenched my ass again and again as I emptied my balls into Chrissy’s pussy.

“I’m sorry guys. I didn’t mean to walk in on you. Do you want me to leave?”

Chrissy said, “It’s OK. We’re all family. We’re all adults. Come and get in bed with us.”

“You guys made me feel so good. I’m sure you’re feeling better now that you have released a little tension. Chrissy, it was so hot watching how your legs quivered when you were coming.”

I rolled off Chrissy onto my back in the middle of the bed and Chrissy snuggled into the crook of my arm. I motioned for Janie to come to the other side of the bed and she climbed in and snuggled into my other arm. Chrissy whispered, “Joey, baby, you squirted cum in my cunny. Did you like cumming inside me? I hope I’m not pregnant. We can’t afford another baby.”

Janie whispered, “I wish I had cum in my pussy.” She reached over and circled my wet soft dick with her hand. “It looks like Chrissy gave your dick quite a work out. Do you think it will get hard again?”

Chrissy and Janie each had their heads lying on my shoulder facing each other across my chest. Chrissy said, “I think I know what would make Joey’s dick hard again. Joey, do you remember what Brad and Carol did on our honeymoon? Do you remember how your dick was sticking straight up and squirting? You liked that big black dildo in your bottom….didn’t you? I think Janie and I should give you an enema. You’ve never had one. We’ll make it feel so good. Would you like to do that, Janie?”

Janie squeezed my dick and said, “That would be fun. You give it to Joey and I’ll just help make him feel good.” I could feel cum dribbling from Chrissy’s pussy onto my thigh.

“I don’t think so girls. I’ve never had an enema. I don’t think I could hold it.”

Chrissy said, “Oh Joey, I know you will like it. Would you let us do it if Janie sucks on your dick? Or maybe you would like to f-fuck Janie while I give you the enema. Would you like that?” Janie gave my dick a squeeze.

“Would you really want me to suck Joey or fuck him? He is your husband.”

“It’s OK. I heard you and Joey fucking the last time you and Billy were visiting. It would be a turn on to watch you two. Joey, would you like to fuck Janie’s little pussy again? I’ll push the big black cock in and out of your ass. Would you like that?” Janie gave my dick another squeeze.

“God, you girls make it hard to say ‘No’. What do you want me to do?”

“You and Janie just stay here in bed and I’ll get everything ready.” Chrissy went into the bathroom and we could hear water running.

Janie squeezed my dick again and whispered, “Are you really going to fuck me again with Chrissy watching? You remember that I am not on the ‘pill’ now so you should not squirt cum in my pussy. You will not make me pregnant…will you?” She squeezed my dick again and moved her hand down to my balls. “Is there any more sperm in these? Remember don’t squirt in my pussy.”

Chrissy, carrying the full enema bag, hose and nozzle, came out of the bathroom. “I have everything ready. Are you ready, Joey?”

“I guess so. What do you want me to do?”

“Just turn on your side next to Janie. Draw your top leg up and put it over Janie’s tummy. Janie, pull his leg up so his legs are scissored. You can continue to hold his dick, if you want. Just snuggle up to Janie. This way you can be comfortable and I can reach your anus. We can just massage each other for a while until we are ready.”

Chrissy put some lubricant on her fingers and began to massage my ass. Soon she had a finger inserted and I couldn’t be still. Janie was still holding my dick in her hand. She whispered, “It feels good. I knew you would like it.” I reached over and pushed up Janie’s tee shirt exposing her breasts. I took one nipple into my mouth and sucked on it hard. Janie groaned and squeezed my dick.

Chrissy pushed her finger into my ass as far as it would go and said, “Be nice to Janie. Don’t hurt her.”

Chrissy pulled her finger out and put some lube on the nozzle. She then pushed it against my anus and it slipped in right up to the 2 inch bulge. I groaned and began to suck on Janie’s other nipple. Chrissy snuggled next to my back spoon fashion and whispered, “Joey, baby, are you ready for me to fuck your ass?” I nodded and groaned. Chrissy made several short strokes with the nozzle tip and then just shoved the bulge into my ass catching me by surprise.

I jumped and yelped, “My God Chrissy, you’ve split me! What are you trying to do to me?”

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*Author’s note: all characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 years of age or older*

Chelsea hadn’t seen the sun in over three months. She hadn’t left her room in over a week. The lights were off and the curtains drawn.

She lay on her bed in her underwear with her laptop on her belly, mindlessly clicking through porn videos in a zombified stupor. With her other hand, she joylessly stroked her mammoth cock. The yard-long shaft was thicker than a two liter bottle, streaked with thick veins and capped by a mammoth cockhead the size of a honeydew melon. By its droop, the colossal member was barely half-hard.

The only sounds that pierced the darkness were the tinny moans of porn actresses getting railed, the soft shlurp shurlp of Chelsea’s hand on her shaft, and the gloopy drip of the constant stream of cum that drooled from Chelsea’s cock into the slowly swelling XXXL condom dangling from the melon-sized tip.

The floor of Chelsea’s room was littered with dozens of overflowing condoms, each one the size of a trash bag. She hadn’t even bothered to tie off the ends of the last half-dozen or so. The air of the room was thick and rank with the stench of stale jizz.

She used to order takeout, but after her parents cut her off and the money ran out, she started drinking her own cum for nourishment. Even on the heaviest dose of suppressors doctors could legally prescribe, her spunk was never in short supply.

The glare of the laptop screen turned the lenses of Chelsea’s glasses into bright mirrors, reflecting an ever-changing montage of explicit acts. A snore cut through the air and a thin trail of drool glistened on her cheek. She’d fallen asleep to Butt Fucked Cum Sluts Go Nuts Vol VI. The video continued to play on a loop.

A sudden chime startled Chelsea out of her slumber and she awoke with a snort and a panicked yelp. Her laptop slid off her stomach and onto the floor, disconnecting the headphone cables. The sounds of horny sluts getting pounded in the ass by horse-hung studs suddenly blared at max volume and Chelsea yelped again, startled fully awake by the urgent moans of fake orgasm.

“Fuck, ankara escort bayan dammit!” Chelsea grumbled, picking her laptop up off the floor and fumbling for the mute button.

In the corner of her screen, she saw she had an unread message from an unfamiliar address.

The message was a video link, with the caption “is this you?”

Chelsea clicked the link.

It was amateur smartphone footage of a disaster in progress. The video showed Chelsea—a much less pale, healthier-looking Chelsea—sitting astride a monster cock the size of a city bus. Behind her, testicles the size of towtrucks ballooned like pink boulders, swelling visibly larger even as the shaky camera tried to settle on a point of focus.

Chelsea and her giant cock were in the middle of a street in downtown Seattle. The flattened remains of an SUV poked out from beneath her leviathan shaft. Several more cars had been nearly engulfed beneath her colossal nutsack. A crowd had gathered around her, cheering or jeering as their feelings dictated.

The Chelsea in the video bucked and moaned, letting out a cry of triumph as her monster nads contracted behind her. Her cavernous cumslit gaped as a deluge of hot spunk exploded out like a geyser, blasting with enough force to completely wash away the small crowd of people unfortunate enough to be directly in front of her. The camera followed the tiny, screaming figures as the torrent of hot girlchowder swept them down the street and out of sight.

Chelsea’s moans intensified and the cum flood grew larger. Behind her, Chelsea’s balls swelled tremendously. Metal squealed and scraped as cars collapsed beneath the weight of her suddenly expanding balls. There was a sound of breaking glass as her right testicle shattered a storefront.

Her cock was growing larger as well, the car-sized head surged forward like a battering ram, smashing vehicles and pedestrians out of the way as it filled the street ahead of it. Purple veins as thick as firehoses throbbed up and down its length.

The camera turned just in time to see a wall of pink towering overhead. The images became chaotic as the cameraman mersin escort bayan ran for his life, shots of ground, sky and pinkness mingled with the rustle of clothes and the huff-puff of heavy breathing.

When the picture finally stabilized again, the view was from several blocks away, watching the curve of a pink dome rising like some perverted sun over the rooftop of a six-story building.

There was a crash of falling masonry and glass shattering as the building began to crumble. A quick camera turn to the left captured the rising silhouette of a train-sized shaft blotting out the sun. A low rumble and the shaft erupted with another torrent of hot, thick cum that arced into the sky and back down out of sight, followed by the sound of screams and car alarms. Sirens wailed in the distance and the video ended.

Chelsea didn’t realize she’d been breathing hard until after she closed her laptop. Her heart was pounding.

Something tickled her hair and she looked up to see her monster dong partially embedded in the ceiling, bits of falling plaster landed on her face. A gurgling sound also alerted her to the fact that her nuts had both grown to the size of beanbags, overflowing the bed and onto the floor.

“No!” Chelsea groaned. “No no no no…” she fumbled around on her nightstand, frantically looking through several empty, orange prescription bottles until she found one that was halfway full. She downed the entire contents in one swig and collapsed back, her heart pounding harder than ever.

After a painful eternity, her cock and balls shrank back down to a more manageable size and she swung her trembling legs off the side of the bed, accidentally puncturing a condom full of congealed spunk with her foot. The thick, oatmeal-like liquid oozed out onto the floor to mingle with the rest of the rank fluids.

Her cock and balls still filled her entire lap, overflowing the sides and weighing on her like a lump of lead.

“Fuck,” she wiped the tears from her eyes.

The laptop chimed again and for a moment she contemplated not looking, but gave up after two seconds of restraint.

It was another izle email from the same address.

“If this is you, hit me back if you want to make big $$$,” said the message.

Chelsea scoffed and tossed the laptop aside. What a pathetic scam. Nobody was going to hire her. Not after her “incident.”

She stood up, stretched, and shuffled over to the bathroom to relieve the pressure on her bladder.

PSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH the heavy stream of pungent piss struck the bowl with enough force to splash back in her face and she raised a hand to shield herself.

Seriously? Had it really been that long since she’d had a piss? Thinking back, it might have been a week or two.

When it became obvious she was going to overflow the bowl, Chelsea pivoted her hips to direct her stream into the tub. For a long time, she just stood there listening to the sound of flowing liquid and wrinkling her nose at the smell.

The tub was over half full when she finally shook the last few quarts out of her shaft. Chelsea listened to the drain gurgle as she brushed her teeth for the first time in weeks.

BANG BANG BANG!

Someone was pounding at the door.

Chelsea knew that knock. It was her landlord.

“I know you’re in there, freak! Your rent is overdue by two months!” he bellowed through the door.

“Fuck you!” Chelsea shouted back.

“No, fuck you! Get it paid by the end of the week or I’ll have you out on your mutant ass, pandemic or no pandemic!” he shouted.

A paper rustled under the door.

Chelsea didn’t bother to pick it up, just twisted her head to read it where it lay.

She could see by the yellow light coming in through the gap that it was a bill, stamped all over with “OVERDUE” and “FINAL NOTICE” along with promises of litigation.

Chelsea rolled her eyes and shuffled back to her bed.

The message was still there, staring back at her.

“…hit me back if you want to make big $$$.”

She glanced over at the empty pill bottles. She was out of suppression drugs and had no insurance to pay for more. Even if her landlord didn’t evict her, she would be homeless within a few days anyway once her current dose wore off and her cock grew large enough to crush the building.

With a heavy sigh, Chelsea lifted the laptop and, using her cock and balls as a makeshift desk, hit the “reply” button to the mysterious email.

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Summary: What started as a plan to eliminate her competition turns into a cat-astrophe…

Anyone who is under the age of 18, along with anyone offended by stories of a sexual nature or containing sexual situations or offended by the idea of mind control in any fashion, please do not read this story.

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“Ivy, isn’t this far enough?”

I looked over my shoulder to give him a smile, holding my wand up above my head for light. “No, Kay, we just need to go a little bit further. It’s great, you’ll love it, it’s soooo romantic.”

Kay blushed a little bit, looking sheepishly down at his feet as he followed me, and I had to try really hard to stifle a laugh….he was just too pathetic! Still grinning, I lead us deeper into the depths of the academy’s basement, through cold stone tunnels and creaking wooden doors.

Rosewood Academy…it was an exclusive university for mages, the best school in the country. I, of course, had gotten in easy; my parents had donated money towards one of the dorms, and with my grades and talent getting accepted wasn’t much of a problem; batting my eyes during the interview probably didn’t hurt either. I was focused on my studies, even if most of the other morons here weren’t, and it wasn’t long before I was recognized as one of the best and brightest here. If everything kept going this well, by the end of next year I would graduate at the top of my class.

Well, at least until Kay showed up.

I shot another quick glance over my shoulder at him, taking in his features. He was very tall, just over 6 feet, but he wasn’t intimidating or bulky. His skin was like caramel, and his hair was the same dark brown as his eyes. As much as I hated to admit it, he was cute, even if I despised him.

Kay had transferred to Rosewood 6 months ago from a neighboring country. Despite being shy, he quickly impressed teachers with his skill at magic, performing complicated spells with relative ease. I tried talking to him soon after he transferred, and what I found out made my blood boil. He hadn’t practiced magic for more than a year before coming here! He wasn’t from any well-to-do family, he had gotten accepted after personally being chosen by the Headmaster while on tour…he was being hailed as some sort of prodigy! This awkward loser, a prodigy!? It was enough to make me sick! I was supposed to be the best student here, graduating with the highest of honors! I wasn’t about to play second fiddle to this idiot!

Talking to him let me figure out a couple other things as well. Kay was a total geek…an awkward loser who got nervous if a girl so much as breathed near him. And he seemed surprised that I was even talking to him…although who could blame him? I wasn’t just smart, I was beautiful, and I didn’t need ridiculously huge tits like some of the sluts here to get men staring. Once he started talking to me, seeing his face light up as I gave him attention, I knew getting his trust and getting him to come down here alone would be a snap.

Pulling myself from my thoughts, I shoved open a heavy wooden door, the room beyond nearly pitch black. “Well, here we are, Kay…you first.”

Kay stopped, peering into the dark. “W…what’s in there…? I mean…it’s…it’s kind of dark…c-can’t we just…you know….stay out here and talk, and stuff…? I mean, w-we can even just go back upstairs, I d-don’t want you to get in trouble for being down here…”

“Oh come on, Kay, grow up! Nobody is going to catch us down here, and who cares if the basements are off-limits to students? It means we’ll have privacy….now come on, come in….please…?” I fluttered my eyelids at him, giving him my best seductive pout…I thought he would faint right there, but after gulping and looking around nervously, Kay walked passed me into the dark room.

Brainless loser. I lowered my wand at him, blasting him from behind with a green bolt of light. Kay let out a cry, falling onto his stomach, yelping in surprise and pain. Finally allowing myself a small giggle, I waved my wand in front of me, lighting the many torches in the room, bathing the simple round room in orange light. Slamming the door securely behind me, I turned to gaze down at Kay. I bent down in front of the squirming boy, meeting his gaze as he looked up at me, his eyes wide and confused. “Ivy?! W..w-what’s happening?! What did you do!?”

I cut off his words with a slap, grinning at him. “I can’t get over how stupid you are, Kay. Did you seriously think I wanted to waste time with you? God, you’re such a loser, it makes my skin crawl being around you.” Seeing tears form in his eyes, I felt a surge of satisfaction, and my smile widened. “No, I think I’ve had enough of you here at Rosewood; you don’t fit here. I’ve got a good afyon escort thing going as the smartest girl here, and I don’t want some stupid weirdo like you ruining everything for me. It’s a shame it had to come to this…” I gave him a pat on the cheek, then smiled and turned to leave, making sure to pause and rub dirt on robes.

Kay, seeing me stand, started to wiggle some more. “You can’t leave me here! W-what did I do?! Please, please, I’m sorry for whatever I did, just let me go!”

I paused, turning back to him. “No, Kay, I have to leave you here, but it’s only for a bit. I just need to grab the Headmaster and tell him that you dragged me down here to have your way with me, and that I barely got away.” I saw Kay’s eyes widen in anguish and fear, but I stopped him before he could reply. “And no, I don’t expect them to believe you. What would a good girl like me lie? At the very least, you’ll get your scholarship revoked for being down here in a restricted area, and you won’t be able to afford to go to school here any more. Either way works for me.

Kay closed his eyes, resting his head on the floor, shivering. “I…I t-thought you…thought you liked me…but…b-but you’d really do that…you’d do all that to me?”

“Of course I would, moron. That’s what you get for butting in where you aren’t wanted.” I sigh, looking down at him. “Anything else before I leave?”

Kay kept his face against the ground, and the motions of his back told me he was trying his hardest not to cry. “Please…c-could you flip me over…? I…I can’t move, and…and it hurts…”

“God, fine, you’re such a crybaby.” I walked back over to him, kicking him in the side to flip him over. I only had a moment to register the small smile on his face as he aimed his wand at me, clutched tight to his stomach, before being hit with a blinding white light. Then everything faded into black…

“Hey, wake up. Wake up!” I felt something nudge my stomach, and I let out a tired little moan. Then my eyes shot open as I remembered what happened. I saw Kay standing over me, his wand in hand. I tried to get up, but I was stuck on my back; he must have stunned me, and now I was in an embarrassing spread eagle pose on the ground at his feet. I pouted up at him, trying to get my thoughts together, but the only thing going through my head was anger. “Kay, what the fuck are you doing, you creep? Let me up!”

Kay smirked down at me, shaking his head sadly. “Ivy, you know, I really did like you. I was thinking you were a nice person, despite what other people had told me. But now I see that they were right; you’re a self-absorbed bitch.”

I felt my face flush with heat, and I glared daggers up at him. “Shut up!! Nobody talks to me like that! You’re beneath me, you piece of fucking tra-OWW!” Kay had bent down as I was talking and slapped my right cheek, stunning me into silence. It didn’t hurt too much, but it did sting, and nobody had EVER hit me before.

Kay stood back up to his feet, still wearing that infuriating smirk. “You see, if you had just been rude to me, that’s one thing. But are you seriously that messed up that you wanted me out of the school? You were willing to try and ruin my reputation to do it? That’s a huge mistake, and I think you’re about to find about how badly you messed up, Ivy.”

I looked around as he talked, and saw my wand across the floor, a few feet from my head. Aha! If only I could move my numb limbs, then I would be able to shut this loser up….I wiggled a bit, but didn’t accomplish much other than bringing my making my robes ride up a little.

Kay smiled down at me. “You know…when I first came here, a few people mentioned what a catty girl you are…and I guess now I see why. But I think I can make that term a bit more fitting.”

I started to feel a bit concerned; this guy was obviously a weirdo, and he was looking rather threatening. I opened my mouth to try and reason with him some more, but he held up his wand, silencing me. “Yes, I think I could make some definite improvements to you. I think you’d make an adorable kitten.

I stared up at him in shock, not believing what I was hearing. This guy was seriously a creep. “A..kitten…? What the hell are you talking about?! Let me go, you perv!!” I began to squirm harder, and Kay shook his head at me. “Oh, come on now, just stop struggling, you’ll look so cute when I’m done! Catgirls are adorable!”

“Catgirls….catgirls…?” I felt my confidence come back a little, and I sneered up at him. “Nobody here knows transformation magic, they don’t teach it. And what the hell is a catgirl anyways?”

He smiled wider, brandishing his wand at me. “Oh, but Ivy, I didn’t need to learn it here! I had already discovered a few…fun spells in my studies. And what are catgirls? I’m so glad you asked!” And with that, he waved his wand slightly, and a bolt of white light hit my body, tingling my skin so hard that it hurt. I let out a surprised yelp, agrı escort trying desperately to squirm away from the uncomfortable light. My body felt…not itchy, but as if a cobweb had been draped over me, and it was maddening being unable to shake it off. I let out another cry, unable to take much more. “Ahhhhhhhhnnnngh!!! Stop it! Stop it, you fucking bastard!!!”

“Pipe down, Ivy, or you won’t hear your changes. Now…” The tingling in my head suddenly got much worse, and my ears itched furiously, nearly twitching with the need to be scratched…twitching…really twitching…wait, why were my ears twitching…?

Kay waved his wand, and suddenly the ceiling was a mirror, reflecting me on the floor. I looked up at myself in horror….or rather, at the fluffy cat ears that were now perking up off my head. They were covers in brown fur, and they were absolutely enormous. “W-what the fuck did yo-” All of a sudden, my words silenced, and I couldn’t make a single sound. I stared at Kay in wide-eyed terror as he finished waving his wand at me.

“Finally…I thought you would never shut up. Now, like I was saying, I’m glad you asked what a catgirl is. You see, catgirls have these huuuuuge ears…just like a cat, of course! They’re nice, soft, fluffy, and they just love to be scratched! They even make a bitch like you look cute!”

I started to feel another tingling, itching sensation, this one above my waist. I opened my mouth, trying to shout and curse at Kay as I felt something begin to push out form behind me.

Kay frowned down at me. “Hmmm…those robes are getting in the way of everything. Let’s fix that, Ivy.” With a wave of his wand, I was suddenly in my underwear, and my face erupted into furious embarrassment. My body wasn’t curvacious or anything like that, but I didn’t want this sicko seeing me in my bra and panties. But my embarrassment got worse as I saw the fluffy brown tail swaying against the ground. I could even feel it, poking out of my back, just above the hem of my panties. I squirmed in discomfort, pushing my hips up to try and take the pressure off…God, it felt sensitive…and not necessarily in a bad way, but it just felt like TOO much…

Kay grinned wider as he walked around me, clearly enjoying the show. “Yes, that’s right! They also have super cute tails. And the best part is how sensitive they are…kitties need to be good, or they’ll get a tug, and that can be too much for kittens to handle most times!”

I felt my arms and legs start to tingle, and I tried to buck harder, letting out a silent snarl at Kay. Fucking bastard, there was no way I was letting him get away with this! As soon as I got out of this spell, I would hit him right in the nose!

A laugh from Kay made me wiggle even harder. “Stupid catgirl…you’re getting way too excited, you’re going to hurt yourself! Well, it’s a good thing that catgirls have big useless paws instead of hands and feet; they’ll be perfect for playing with yarn, or whatever fun you’ll want to have. And you won’t be standing on just your hind legs anymore…cats don’t do that! I weakened them for you, so that you can’t hold yourself up unless you’re on all fours, just like a good kitten.”

I looked up at my reflection, seeing the fur sprout on my tingling hands as they spread into massive, ridiculous-looking paws. I flipped them over clumsily and even saw bright pink pads. My feet looked no better; my ankles had shifted backwards, and my feet were looked like thinner versions of my hands. A flash of fear went through me as I realized that not only would I be unable to walk on my legs, I would be unable to pick up my wand….hell, unable to open doors! I squirmed harder, feeling the numbness in my legs and arms start to wear off, even as I felt a strange tingling in my throat.

Kay grinned down me at me as he looked me over, backing away. “Well, kitten, that should be good enough for right now. Let’s give you back that voice and see how you like your new changes?” He waved his wand, and I let him have it with a tirade I had been building up.

“You fucking freak, mmmmmmmmmmeow, how could you do this to mmmmmmmmmmmeow!?!? Ahh…ahh..w-wait…” I felt my face heat up even more, and I looked up at Kay with frightened eyes. “Mmmmeow…?! Why am I mmmmmmeowing!?”

Kay laughed so hard that I thought he would fall over, that prick. “Well, good kitties love to meow! And hey, we don’t want you being a lazy cat, so let’s get you up so you can see how you like your new and improved body!” He nudged me with his foot, rolling me over, and I landed with a whimper on my new paws, pulling myself up to my feet. I looked over my shoulder at him and felt my big fluffy ears go back in anger. “You bastard, mmmmmmmmmmeow, change me back right mmmmmmmmmmmmmmeow!!!”

“Hahaha, why?” Kay grinned down at me, bending over to pat my head. On all fours, I barely came up to his waist, and I lowered my body, not wanting to be touched. But then he started to scratch akdere escort my ears, and oooooh God, a wave of pure bliss went through me. His fingers felt like warm lightning, and I felt my hips wiggle as I began to purr, rubbing the top of my head against his palm. Then he stopped with a chuckle, and as I realized what I was doing, my eyes shot wide open and I let out a started yelp. That was the last straw, I would kill him for this! “Goddammmmmeow pervert!” I cried out as I crawled next to him, leaping up as best as I could. I was able to reach his chest, and I batted him across the face with a big paw and spat at him hitting his cheek before he pushed me roughly to the ground.

Kay glared at me, wiping his face. “Wow, and I thought you were better behaved than that. I guess you really are a dumb animal…good thing I’m here to treat you proper discipline, eh?” He slipped out of his shoes and socks, kicking them into the corner. “Catslut, lick my feet.”

Immediately, my body sprang into motion, and I crawled to Kay’s feet, burying my face against them. “Mmmmmm!! Ahhhmmm, ahhhmmmnnnn!!!” I tried to shout at him in confusion, but I couldn’t stop my frantic licking, no matter how much I tried to pull myself away. I felt him lean down and pat my back, speaking gently to me. “Now, Ivy, a good catgirl is loyal and well-behaved. So whenever you hear your new name, Catslut (a shiver ran through me, but I licked even harder), you’ll have to do whatever that person says. To the best of your own ability, at least. Catslut, stop licking and get up on your hind legs for me!”

I looked up at him in horror as my body stared to move on it’s own again. “Mmmmmmm!! Mmmmeow! W-wait, Kay, I’m sorry, mmmmeow, please st-ooof!!!” I had tried to push myself up from all fours to my back paws, but I simply couldn’t support the weight, and tumbled forwards, landing on my chest with a whimper. Helplessly, I climbed back up to all fours and repeated the process, falling just like I had before. “S-stop it! Fix mmmmmmmeow!!! I d-don’t want to be a kitty, mmmmeow!!!”

Kay smiled that maddening smile again. “I’d love to, babe…if you begged me like a good catgirl. Catslut, you can stop trying to get on those adorable back paws of yours.”

I flopped down on the floor, panting with exhaustion. Then I gulped, looking back up at this boy who had turned me into a cartoonish freak. I would play nice, and then make this loser pay. “I…I’m sorry I was so mmmmmmmeow…m-mean to you…I was a mmmmeow, big bitch, and mmmmmeow, you didn’t deserve it, mmmmmmmmeow.” I cringed at all the cat noises I was making, but I soldiered on. “And…and, mmmmeow, you’re so good at mmmmmmmmmeowgic! You’re a really good mmmmmm…mmmmmmeow, mmmmmmmeowage! Better than me, mmmmeow!!”

Kay clapped his hands together, looking pleased. “Good girl! I’ll be happy to help you out with your problem.” He waved his wand at the ground in front of me, and a bowl of milk appeared, the word CATSLUT bright pink on the side of it. “Right after my classes are done, I mean. You just relax in the meantime, kitty, I’ll be back for you in a few hours.” And with that, he opened the door and shut it quickly behind me, slamming it loudly. With a cry I crawled up to it, pawing at it frantically, but it was a pull door and I simply couldn’t turn the knob with my paws. “MMMMMMMMM!!!! W-what the fuck are you mmmmmmmeow doing!? Let mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmeow out!!!” I heard him laugh, then his footsteps fading away.

I got back on all fours, looking around the room. Great, I was stuck in the basement as a weird fetishy cat monster. I let out a couple pitiful little moans, but my determination couldn’t be kept down too long. I was smarter than Kay; he was just some creepy loser! I could beat him and get out of this! And that’s when I saw my discarded wand, lying on the floor in the corner.

“That moron, mmmmmmmeow…” I may have not been able to pick it up, but I began to paw at it, trying to get it between my two soft paws.

“Come on…come on, mmmmeow….almost…” I let myself feel a surge of pride in my superior abilities, right before a bolt of green light shot out of my wand, hitting me right between the eyes. I felt myself tumble back, and as I drifted into unconsciousness, my paws flailing in the air, I heard myself ask one thing before I was lost in darkness.

“Mmm…mmmmmmmeow…?”

– – –

“Oh wow…Ivy, wake up!”

I let out a small moan, feeling myself being dragged out of the nice, relaxing darkness…it was so warm here, surely whoever needed me could wait a few minu-

“Hey, Catslut, wake up!”

Instantly, I was wide awake, laying on my back on a cold stone floor. I opened my eyes, glaring up at the smirking mage standing above me. Damnit, so it wasn’t a dream…at least I was still in my underwear, so he hadn’t done anything to me while I was asleep. I looked to my right, seeing one big fluffy paw. I could feel my huge ears twitching at the sound of Kay’s voice, but something didn’t feel right…groaning a little, I shifted my weight around a bit to get my tail comfortable. When I did, I felt some weight jiggle on my chest, and I finally looked down to really gaze at my breasts, yelping in horror.

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Thursday morning I got dressed with teasing Monty on my brain. I chose a lime green halter top that showed the natural curves of my breasts and would give him a nice front and side view. I was still determined not to go anywhere with his flaunting, but I enjoy giving men pleasure visually…. it turns me on, it turned me on so much that I couldn’t help but play with my breasts during my 15 minute drive over there, therefore giving many an unexpected view during their morning commute to work, and for a select few, they made their appreciation known.

Within minutes of my being there, I could hear Monty upstairs in the kitchen, and by all the noise he made, I was pretty sure he was at the kitchen table once again. I played with my nipples for a couple minutes before heading up for my coffee. I could feel my 38C boobs bouncing slightly and knew he was enjoying the bobbing as I finished climbing the final steps. I couldn’t help but notice his knees legs slightly spread under the table and the robe slightly open, but not enough to see what was winking at me underneath.

“Good morning!” Monty cheerfully greeted me.

“It’s gonna be a got one out today, looks like you dressed for the weather.” His eyes were wandering over my chest before settling on my face.

“Yep, I’m always prepared”, I happily replied. I was slightly turned away from him, allowing him to view the curve of my breast leading to a pointy hardened nipple.

“What are your plans today? Staying cool or braving the heat?” Monty inquired.

I turned towards him and noticed him quickly move his hand from between his legs to above the table. I sat down kitty corner to him and leaned forward to sip my coffee. “I think I’ll stick indoors, too hot for the baby to be outside”. I leaned back in my chair and thought about him pinching his nipples as I blew on my coffee. We started talking about this n that and I was very much aware of not so discreet glances at my chest. I got up from my chair and reached over the table to grab a napkin, letting him glimpse a nipple as the halter hung a little loose. Walking over to the counter, I ran the water washed my hands. Monty slid his chair back and made an overly loud effort to get out of the chair. I asked if he needed help as I watched the bottom of his robe open as he got up, then close again. He declined my help and walked towards where I was standing then went behind me, brushing against my ass as he went by.

I grinned to myself as I descended the stairs. Monty wasn’t much older than me… maybe 10yrs older, and he was totally gray….head, chest and pubes. I sat down on the couch and contemplated. Not a bad looking piece he has down there, I thought. It was bigger than I had anticipated, for someone of his size, maybe a bit bigger than average. I wondered what he was into and if he masturbated a lot. My day dream was broken when I heard Mikey babbling in his crib. Time for the routine change n feed.

Mikey and I wandered upstairs and of course Monty was there waiting for us…or should I say me and my breasts? Just as I walked by him, Mikey grabbed by halter and exposed its breast.

“Looks like he wants the boob” Monty commented as I pulled the material back over my breast.

“I don’t think Kim would appreciate my breastfeeding her kid” I added matter of factly.

Monty pondered what I said and curiously replied, “You mean you could feed him? You’re not pregnant or have a kid…..you have milk??”

“No, I’m not pregnant and well, yeah I have a little bit, but not much, just a few drops here and there.” I could feel myself actually blush somewhat.

Monty was a little confused. “How can….I mean how does that…. WHY?”

I liked where this conversation was going, and I could esenyurt escort tell he very much wanted to hear what I had to say.

” Well, there is induced lactation. Wet-nurses and women who adopt children can produce milk without being pregnant.”

“You still haven’t told me HOW.” Monty eagerly stated.

“Usually it’s a combination of medicine prescribed by a doctor and manual milking techniques.” I answered.

“Manual milking techniques? ” Monty thought a moment, then replied, “You mean like milking a cow….massaging your breasts like that?”

“Yes, something like that, or having someone suckle your breasts regularly or using a breast pump also.” I added. His gaze rested on my breasts and you could tell he was thinking about what I told him.

“Would he get anything if he sucked them?” Monty was in awe, his eyes glued to my boobs and his mouth slightly open, like he wanted to take one in his mouth himself.

“Well, a little bit, but not enough to satisfy him.” I could feel my nipples tingling and hardening to the point where they ached. I thought about Monty watching me breastfeed the baby and scolded myself for doing so.

“I think Mike wants it.” He pointed to my naked boob which Mikey had again exposed and was trying to get at with his mouth.

I blushed slightly, but didn’t cover my breast. Instead I let the baby find the hardened nipple and eagerly latched on, hoping for milk.

Monty couldn’t take his eyes off Mikey’s mouth sucking slowly at my boob. His own nipples were fully erect and his robe was now covering the beginnings of a hard-on. Mikey was starting to get frustrated by not getting any milk when I felt the let-down happen. A tingling filled my breast and I knew he would get something soon. He settled down once he tasted the warm liquid spurt in his mouth.

“How does that feel” Monty asked, still transfixed upon Mikey feeding from me. “Does it feel the same as when a guy sucks them?”

“Yes, it feels the same way, except with milk coming out of them.” I was enjoying the sensation of nurturing Mikey and having Monty watching. After a few minutes, Monty questioned me.

“Shouldn’t he feed from your other breast too? When do you know it’s time to change breasts?” He asked eagerly.

“I really shouldn’t be doing this Monty. If Kim or anyone found out I’d be dead!!!” I was feeling guilty but pleasant at the same time.

“I’m telling anyone. I love watching you feed him, it’s amazing. My wife never breastfed and I’ve never seen it before, it’s awesome to watch!” At that moment, Mikey unlatched from my breast. Monty gazed intensely at the long drawn out milky nipple, “WOW” he exclaimed, “Now the other one right?”

After burping Mikey, I pulled out my other breast and let him secure his hungry mouth on my breast. Once again, it took a moment for the milk to let-down, then giving Michael his meal. Monty reached over and brushed the nipple not in use with his finger. “You were dripping,” he pointed out as he removed his hand.

I covered up the breast Monty just finished grazing and was trying hard not to be aroused, I was calm n cool on the outside, but inside I was madly turned on.

When Mikey finished his feeding, I covered myself up and got up to leave.

“Thank you, I really enjoyed that,” Monty happily announced.

“It can’t happen again!” I demanded as I disappeared downstairs.

The baby was once again napping. I couldn’t believe I had enough milk to feed him, I couldn’t believe I fed him! I couldn’t believe I let Monty watch! I wanted him to watch! I loved him watching my breasts feed a child! I am sick in the head!! Never ever ever is that happening again! Just totally wrong! I glanced down at my breasts and ran my hands zeytinburnu escort over them. I could feel there was milk filling them slowly, anticipating another feeding. The feeling was extraordinary. My whole body was on alert. I needed a smoke badly, so outside I went.

The heat was stifling as I lit up and sat on the warm concrete step. Without even thinking about it, a hand went to my breast and slowly massaged it. The workers across the alley must have gone for lunch for they weren’t around to watch this show. I slipped my breasts out of the halter and tenderly kneaded my plump milk jugs. I watched my nipples grow larger and brushed the hardened nibs with my fingers. I couldn’t help but begin a slow milking motion on my breasts and I could feel the liquid gathering up in my nipples until a few small drops emerged. I let out a soft moan and gathered my thoughts as I replaced my halter and went back inside.

Turning on the television, I could feel my breasts longing to be suckled, but I ignored it as I watched the show. I was almost asleep on the sofa when I heard Monty ask if I wanted to watch a movie with him. I accepted graciously and watched him put the DVD in the machine. While he was setting it up, I couldn’t help but think he should change into real clothing, at least a pair of shorts or something. When he came to sit down there was nothing poking out, so I figured he must have gotten off after I left.

Five minutes into the movie, Monty’s curiosity got the better of him. “How long does it take to get the milk back?” he asked.

“About three hours,” I answered back.

He glanced at the clock on the wall and then directed his eyes to my boobs again.

“Oh, so you have some now then,” he shifted his position on the couch and swung his legs up onto the stool. His robe gaped open somewhat across his crotch and I could see the gray hairs poking through and a few good fleshy inches of manhood. I really wanted to see the head of his cock poking out at me, but it was hiding under the robe still.

“Yes, there’s some now” I answered in return without taking my eyes off the tv.

“I think Kim has a pump if you need to get rid of some milk. I saw it in the bathroom down here.” Monty scratched his chest, exposing his hairy chest and tiny pink nipples.

“Yeah I saw it, thanks, but I don’t think I feel comfortable using hers. I’ll just take care of it when I get home later.” I answered.

“That’s a long time to wait isn’t it? Won’t they get really sore? I looked it up on the internet and I read it can get painful if they’re too full,” Monty stated with concern.

“You looked up breastfeeding on the internet?” This caught me by surprise.

“I’m intrigued so I had to look it up,” he replied, “and was hoping for some pictures to look at. You can’t blame a guy! Your breasts are amazing and watching them get sucked was unbelievable!”

“I’m not going to fuck you, Monty. So forget it. You’re family.” I stated rather convincingly.

“We don’t need to have sex. You don’t seem to have any problem with showing off your boobs to me, I’d be happy just to see them up and close….maybe let me feel them or have a quick suck or two.” Monty leaned back on the couch and smiled as he watched the movie. The bulge under his robe was much more noticeable now and I could almost see the entire length of it through the opening in his robe.

Through the corner of my eye I caught him giving his dick a quick rub. I really badly wanted my breasts touched and played with, but I wasn’t about to come right out and say it. So I came up with a plan, hoping it would work.

Finally, I replied, “I’m going out for a smoke.”

The blinds were slanted just enough so Monty taksim escort bayan could see me sitting in the chair outside. My back would be mostly facing him, but he’d be able to see just a bit of my right side and the curve of my breast inside the halter. I lit up and took a long drag while my left hand slid inside my halter and softly massaged the left breast. I knew he couldn’t see exactly what was happening, but he could see movement of my arm and probably figure out what I was doing. I noticed the construction workers still weren’t around and wondered where they were. I loved the feeling inside my breasts as I worked them with both hands now. I could feel a few drops of milk leaking from the taut nipples. A soft moan escaped my lips. I heard the door open. I just finished covering up as Monty came up behind my chair. I knew he had seen.

“I brought you a Coke, figured you’d need some in this heat.” Monty now stood beside me and ran the bottom of the can over the skin of my right breast not covered by the halter, his thumb followed suit gliding along the wet cold trail down to my outline of my top.

“Thanks,” I retorted as I grabbed the can with my left hand and let his thumb graze along my skin. He moved behind the chair now and with both hands gently pushed my breasts together several times then squeezed them softly.

“My god your tits are amazing!” he gasped as he cupped one with each of his big firm hands. “You like that as much as I like doing that?”

“Mmmm that’s nice. Glad you like” I murmured.

Monty continued kneading, caressing, massaging and squeezing the plump melons. Gently at first, then a little more roughly. I was thoroughly enjoying this.

I moved to get up and Monty protested. I removed his hands and rose from the chair. ” I’m going inside.”

Walking to the door my eyes took in the full extent of his hardness which was almost fully erect.

I went to the bathroom while Monty settled on the sofa. When I returned, he had his head back on the sofa and his eyes closed. No doubt he was thinking about my tits. I came up behind him and let my breasts loose from the halter and let them slap his face. His eyes opened immediately when some milk spurted from my nipples onto his face. He grabbed my boobs and squeezed them pulling them hard down towards his face making both of us moan. His tongue lashed out and teased each long hard milky nipple. I almost lost my balance I was so overtaken with pleasure as he greedily began to suck on the right teat like Mikey did when he fed. Starting to get uncomfortable, I pulled away, to Monty dislike. I moved to the front of the couch and kneeled on it facing him and told him to continue. While he suckled on one breast I would play with the other one, squirting his head with my milk.

In between mouthfuls of milk Monty would mumble and moan with pleasure. As I watched him greedily drinking my milk I could see his hand moving slowly up and down his cock which was showing pre-cum. He pulled back from me and once again began to roughly massage them and squeeze the milk in spurts all over his face. The next thing I knew, Monty grunted loudly and I felt his hot cum running down my leg, but he didn’t stop, he sucked my nipples harder until there was nothing left in them. He finished off my slowly wrapping his tongue around the nipples licking them clean and then slapping his face with them.

He leaned back and looked at his semi-soft cock and then my leg. “Oops, sorry didn’t mean to get you dirty” he said as he grabbed a Kleenex and began to clean it up. I ran my hand through the goopy mess covering it with his cum then spread it over my nipples and licked it from them.

“Holy crap that was insane!” he let out with enthusiastically.

“I better clean up and you need to get upstairs, they’re gonna be home soon.”

Examining myself in the bathroom mirror I proudly flicked my nipples and squeezed my sticky breasts. I could feel my panties soaked with my own juices. I couldn’t wait to get home and masturbate!!

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