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Chapter 6 – Evelyn and Phillip

(Donna’s friend Evelyn and her husband Phillip become the first students of the Kindred Sluts)

Evelyn is a sixty-one year old housewife. Donna had reconnected with her and invited her to lunch several times. She was able to convince her that there was hope for her and her husband Phillip, but that it had to be a mutual discovery process. She advised her to sit down and confront Phillip and convince him that their relationship could be so much better if they could just learn to communicate more openly in their intimate relationship. And if they were open to finding help that help was available. Apparently Evelyn and Phillip had decided to seek out the help that was offered. A few days later Donna received a letter from them.

Dear Donna,

Thank you for caring enough about me to help me to open my mind to the possibility that there is still hope for Phillip and I. We have talked at length about the things you have suggested and I am more encouraged than I have been in a long time. While we are still slightly apprehensive we have pledged to each other that we want more than anything else for each of us to be fulfilled in our relationship, especially in our physical relationship. We need the help you have spoken about. Please, we await your response.

Friends Always,

Evelyn and Phillip

“I believe they are sincere and ready to learn. Donna informed us as we all considered the letter. “What do you all think?”

“Considering what we’ve been able to learn about them, it would appear that they have the potential to enjoy a very open and exciting relationship, once they learn to accept their own desires and not be afraid of them.” I ventured.

“Evelyn has been much more open with me about sharing some of her fantasies since we began talking about them.” Donna added.

“If Phil has agreed to participate he must at least be open to exploring some options. It’s always the man who responds to the woman anyway. Once a woman opens up to exploring those desires her man is usually thrilled about it.” Wendy was right about that.

“So, I’ll let them know that we are willing to proceed and set up a first contact meeting with them. Okay?” I suggested to Donna that she should inform Evelyn that she would introduce us but that it would be Wendy and I who would begin with them at first. I would let them know that it would require a hotel room, one with two double beds or one king size bed for our first meeting.

Evelyn was thrilled and said her husband was as well. The meeting was to be the following weekend. I spent the ensuing days formulating a plan of opening communications. When Saturday rolled around I hoped we were ready. It was actually Phillip who sent the email with the room location and number. It was at a very nice hotel, a good sign. We agreed to meet in the lounge for a drink before we retired to the room for the evening.

As we entered the lounge we spotted them sitting at a secluded table. Evelyn is a slender brunette woman, six feet tall with plain features. Not unattractive but not what you’d call a beauty. She had a later-life spread ass and a slight tummy, something I actually found sexy. Her most striking feature was her clear, bright hazel eyes. She wore casual slacks with a simple cotton blouse that concealed her chest. Phillip was a year her junior, also slender, equal in height, also casually dressed in dockers and an oxford shirt. He had a small goatee, very dark. They looked like your average senior couple. They welcomed us with smiles as we approached. “How are you both?” we asked them.

It was Evelyn who responded “Kind of excited.” She said smiling. “Right Phil?”

Phil was still a little uncomfortable, but he managed a quiet “Yes.”

Over drinks we shared a little bit about ourselves and how we came to enjoy what we have together, hoping to give them a sense of where they could go. We also assured them that this first meeting would be entirely about them and their pleasure, not ours. When I suggested we go up to the room they didn’t hesitate. I did have one surprise for them and I wondered how they would respond to that.

Once the door was closed I informed them that from that point on there would be no clothing so they could go into the bathroom to prepare if they wished. When they came out they were a little timid but when they found that Wendy and I were lying naked on one of the beds they relaxed a little. Evelyn’s tits were small, 34A’s I guessed, with small areolas and small nipples. Phil’s bursa escort bayan cock though was about 6 inches even flaccid. I watched them take glances at our bodies. I got up and took them by the hands and arranged them standing facing each other next to the bed. “I’d like you to just look at each other’s bodies for a minute. Now, thinking erotically, touch your partner in the area that arouses you the most about them.” She reached for his cock, he felt her slit. “That’s a good start, both of you. Tell him what you’re thinking using words you’ve wanted to say but were afraid to, Evelyn.” She looked at me with apprehension. “It’s alright, we’re opening up new sensations here right?” “Look him in the eye and tell him.

“I enjoy sucking your cock, Phil.” She smiled.

“How does that make you feel Phil?” I asked.

“Naughty.”

“Naughty is good. Naughty is for sharing with each other.” I told them. “Now tell her Phil. Be as naughty as you want to be.

“I like when your pussy is wet. I like to feel it.”

“Have you ever tasted it Phil?” Wendy asked him. It shocked him hearing Wendy’s voice.

“No.”

“Why don’t you see if she’s wet right now Phil?” I suggested. He looked at us. “Go ahead, she wants you to don’t you Evelyn?”

“Yes Phil, feel me.” She was breathing heavily now and her nipples were responding. Finally he reached out and cupped her mound, drawing a finger up through her lips causing her to draw a sharp breath. Phil’s cock was responding too, growing with each moment.

It was Wendy’s turn again. “Would you like him to taste it Evelyn?” She looked at us again. Her eyes had taken on that smoldering look of lustful arousal now. Then she looked at Phil and told him “Yes Phil, I’d love for you to taste it.”

“Ev, you’re being so…dirty.”

“Yes, It feels so good Phil. Be dirty with me. Taste me.”

Something occurred to me then…and I asked them “Do you orgasm when you make love Evelyn?” She looked at me with a puzzled look. I suspected she hadn’t had an orgasm in a while. But I was pretty sure how to get her one.

“Go ahead. Phil. Taste her wetness.”

Obediently he knelt and leaned in to lick her cunt slit. He started at the bottom and when his tongue reached her clit hood she exploded. She opened her legs a little and rocked her hips forward into his face and came, eyes closed, almost holding her breath. It was beautiful to watch. Wendy and I looked at each other smiling.

Finally she regained enough control to speak. “Oh, my God, Phil. That feels so wonderful.”

After a few more licks he drew back and responded to her “Wow, Ev, I never imagined I could do that for you.”

“Taste good Phil?” I asked. He licked his lips and through his mustache.

“Yeah, it tastes really good.”

“Have you ever tasted yourself Ev?” Wendy asked her.

“No.”

“Would you like to?”

“Yes.” She eagerly agreed.

“Coat your fingers in her juice Phil and let her taste it too.” Wen was doing great with this.

When Phil presented her his fingers she closed he eyes and sucked them, savoring what we surmised was her first taste of pussy juice. We were pretty sure it wouldn’t be her last.

Wen kept pushing the limits. “There’s several other ways to taste too, Ev.” She hinted, waiting to see if she took the bait.

“Please tell me about them.” Evelyn was getting pretty comfortable now.

“There’s lots of time for that.” Wen said. “Would you like to have another orgasm Ev?”

“Oh God yes. Please” she was all in now.

“Tell Phil what you’d like, Ev. Remember, be as naughty as you like.” I told her.

“I want you to fuck me Phil. Right here, just like this.” she said clearly, no inhibitions left.

Phil was ready. He stood and moved into her. She pushed her hips out again and he slipped his cock into her and slowly started fucking her right there standing up. They were looking into each other’s eyes and we encouraged them. “You two look very sexy together.” Wen assured them.

Evelyn was holding on to her husband’s arms, leaning back and working her hips as Phil was working his cock in and out. Wen and I got off the bed and surrounded them. Wen caressed Ev’s ass and I reached between them and felt her small tits. Her nipples had grown to almost an inch. Very tempting. I had all I could to refraining from sucking. I decided I better concentrate on the mentoring before I got too involved for the first session.

“That’s it, work together at it. You two are doing great. bursa merkez escort Tell each other what you need.” I pushed them.

“Oh yes, pump me Phil. Pump it into me.” Ev pleaded.

I pushed her a little more. “Where Ev? Where do you want him to pump it?”

“In my cunt.” She said.

She said. I hoped she would. And it wasn’t lost on her husband.

“Oh god, Ev. ” He was moving faster in to her. “You’re makin it so hot.”

“Yes. Yes.” Then she had her second orgasm. She stopped moving her hips and pulled herself up tight to him and hunched her cunt on his cock. As her orgasm subsided she looked at him and said “Keep pumping Phil, you need to feel it too.”

“Feel what Ev?” Wendy asked her. “What do you want him to feel?”

“I want him to feel what I feel. Dirty, naughty. I want him to have his orgasm too.” She said to all of us.

“Is that what you want Phil?” I asked him.

“Yes Ev. I want it too. Dirty, naughty sexy fuck. In your cunt.” He was all in too.

“Get it together then. Help him Ev. Help him get his orgasm, his come.”

“Shoot it Phil, shoot it in me.” Ev pushed him. That got him. He unloaded into her and she melted into him, loving it.

When they came down from it we allowed them to uncouple but Wen wasn’t done yet. She was getting into the mentor role pretty good now and I loved it. “Remember what I said about other ways to taste it Ev?” she asked her. Evelyn just looked at her and smiled.

“Now?” she asked Wen.

“Now would be a perfect time. Would you like that Phil?”

“Oh my god yes.” He said enthusiastically. Evelyn knelt and took him in her mouth and sucked once.

“Oh. It tastes good.” She said softly.

“isn’t it delicious?” Wendy asked her. “I love doing that for Randall, cleaning him all off after.”

“Yes. It’s so …wonderfully dirty. It’s delicious.” Ev continued until she had cleaned his cock completely of their juices.

“Why don’t we all relax on the bed for a while now?” I instructed.

When they were all settled back on the bed I asked them “Learned anything new?”

“Well, dirty and naughty can sure add a dimension to things we never knew existed.” Phil revealed.

Wendy asked.

“I never had an orgasm like that before.” Ev told us. “Ever.”

“Well, there’s no reason ever to go without one ever again Ev.”

“How do you both feel about where this is going?” I asked. “We are here as mentors and helpers and we will take you as far as you want to go but it is all entirely up to you. What about you Phil?”

“I want for her to be happy and free. This has been so enlightening.” He said.

“I want to go all the way Phil.” Evelyn said to him.

“What does that mean Ev?” Wendy asked.

Evelyn looked at each of us before she answered. Then she whispered “I want to get dirtier, all of us.”

I asked Phillip “What about you Phil. How does that make you feel hearing your loving wife say that she wants to get dirtier?”

“I never would have believed it. I have always been afraid to get dirty because I was afraid you wouldn’t like it or that you would think I was a horrible husband. All these years.”

Evelyn responded in kind. “I know Phil, I was always so afraid to tell you what I wanted. Afraid you would think I was just a slut. That was always such bad thing, to be a slut.”

“Well, from now on it’s a good thing Ev.” Phil told her.

“So can we do more?” Evelyn asked. “All of us?”

“We will if you still want to go further after this session. For now let’s concentrate on you two.” I said. “Have you experimented with different positions together?” I asked them.

“No, we have always just had sex missionary style.” I had suspected as much.

“But have you wanted to do other things?”

“Yes.” Ev said.

“I’ve thought about it.” Phil acknowledged.

“Tell me, Phil. Do you masturbate often?” It was Wendy who asked though I was thinking the same thing.

He looked at Evelyn and then to us before answering. “Some.” He said.

“Wen pushed him. “How often?”

“A couple of times a week.” He finally admitted.

“And do you fantasize or watch porn when you do it?” Wen asked.

“Yeah, both a little I guess.” He was clearly a little uncomfortable admitting that.

“And what do you fantasize about the most?” Wen kept pushing him. I was proud of the way she was handling our mentoring roles. She was clearly enjoying helping this couple.

“Well, bursa sınırsız escort everyone says all men like to fantasize about two women., you know. Isn’t that true?” he offered.

“It’s common,…but what really matters is what you find erotically stimulating. When you know that, each of you, then you can communicate to each other and help each other achieve that heightened arousal. Just like you just did here. Make sense?”

“Yeah.” he said thinking about it. “I guess it does make sense, it’s just that we never knew how to talk about those things.”

“Well you aren’t alone, Phil. There are thousands of couples like you. Especially those of us at our age, having been raised in a time when social morals were very rigid and unaccepting of any alternatives.” I assured them. “That’s what we’re trying to break down here. Years of wrong thinking.”

“I can see that.”

“So would you like to continue or shall we wait till next time?”

“Continue.” Ev said quickly. Then she thought to check with Phil. “Do you want to continue Phil?” she asked lovingly.

That’s very important Ev, always be sure your partner is comfortable with everything. Never make assumptions.

“Whatever you want Ev.” Phil answered.

“I don’t know.” Ev said, “I’m still so excited. And look at you Phil, you’re still hard.”

“Well, as long as it’s mutual, why don’t we get you two in a sixty-nine? Know what that is?”

They both shook their heads yes.

“Wendy and I have gotten really excited watching you two. Does that excite you? Would you like us to join you?” I asked them.

“That’d be nice.” Ev said.

Evelyn crawled over Phil and lowered her silky down covered pussy to his mouth. Then she watched us get into the same position.”You look so sexy with all you hair shaved off Wendy.” Ev said.

“That’s part of why I shave it, but it feels so good too.” she told her.

We all sucked and licked for a while, watching each other and talking with each other about how good it felt and how sexy it was to watch. After several minutes Evelyn raised up and moaned “I’m gonna cum again. I want to fuck again Phil.”

“Sure Ev.” He said scrambling out from under her and positioning himself behind her. Ev’s hips were right next to Wendy’s head and she surprised them by reaching out and taking hold of Phil’s cock. “Let me help you.” She said as she fitted the head into Evelyn’s pussy. I think Phil almost came at the gesture but he held on. He started stroking into Evelyn as Wendy went back to sucking my cock. Evelyn was looking right into my eyes as I sucked on Wen’s clit.

“Oh my god, this is so exciting. Let’s all come together. Please. Let’s all come together.” She was moaning.

We almost made it. As Phil started pumping his second load into his wife she was moaning and coming on his cock which set Wendy off, me sucking that sweet little clit and being drowned in her cunt juice. Wen was still sucking my cock and licking my balls and I looked at Evelyn as she came down from her orgasm. Then she scrambled to turn around and went for her husband’s cum an cream coated cock saying “Oh let me clean it for you lover.” She devoured their mixed juicers and that got me. I unloaded in Wen’s sweet mouth.

We all lie for a while coming down from our mutual climax.

“I would say you’ve both earned an A+ for your first session.” I chuckled.

“Are you happy Phil?” Ev asked him. “do you want to go further with our exploring?”

“Yes Ev. I do.” He assured her.

Ev looked at us. “I can’t wait to go further with you. Do you think donna will be joining us?” That surpeised me.

“There will be plenty of time for that. That will be a learning tool for understanding how anticipation can also be a great enhancer. This first session has been very successful. Wendy and I are going to leave you to enjoy this beautiful room for the night and continue to explore what you’ve learned. We’ll be in touch and schedule another meeting in a couple of weeks. Remember, don’t be afraid of anything. Push each other to be completely open and honest about what else you want to learn. How does that sound?”

Evelyn responded “Wonderful.”

Phillip responded “Great.”

When we were dressed Wendy and I turned to them and said good night. But Evelyn amazed us both with her last move of the night. Before we got to the door she called us back a minute saying “You know what you said about anticipation and looking forward to things being …what did you call it …enhancing?”

“Yes.” We both answered not sure where she was going with it.

“Does that excite you both too?” she asked.

“Very much so, why?” we responded.

Ev rolled back and opened her legs and asked us “So would either of you like a taste?”

Evelyn was proving to be an excellent student!

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As I watched Jen skip back from the DVD player and nestle in next to me on the sofa, I took a minute to think how lucky I was.

It was a Saturday night last November at my flat in London. My girlfriend, Jen, a beautiful 30-year old, petite but with a 36C bust and long, black hair, had just put on a porn film entitled “Five in a Bed”, for us to watch together. Not a bad way to spend a Saturday night, right?

Well, even better when you consider that the star of the film was my ex-girlfriend, Amy, a gorgeous 29-year old blonde with perfect features and stunning 38D tits. It gets truly stupendous when you learn that as the film began Amy was cuddled up on the other side of me on the sofa. Like Jen she was wearing only a baggy t-shirt and her underwear.

The full story of how I got to this situation is in “Amy’s Story”, but in short, Amy had just left her girlfriend, Kate, and had come to me and Jen for comfort. This had started a few weeks earlier with me watching a film of her getting fucked by two guys and had led to her, Jen and me getting it on together. Amy had made these films with Kate, and believe me they were unbelievably hot.

Since that night Amy had been over a couple of times. Each time we’d had dinner and a few drinks, chatted a bit, then watched one of her films. I’d seen her and Kate have sex with an Aussie guy, Rick, in a hotel room, and we’d all watched the one with her and two guys. Each time it had ended with all three of us fucking like animals. As “Five in a Bed” got started, I didn’t see why tonight should be any different.

“There’s not much story to this one,” said Amy. “Kate was in one of those moods where she just wanted to see me get fucked.”

I was only wearing boxer shorts and a t-shirt and both girls noticed my cock jerk to life at these words. They smiled at each other then turned their attention to the tv.

On the screen the camera focussed on Amy lying on a bed, already naked, her pink nipples erect and jutting skywards, her hands running up and down an already visibly wet slit. Her blonde hair was framed around her face and she was panting, looking directly at the camera, as whoever was holding it moved slowly around the bed, capturing every angle.

Then, without a word being said, three men moved onto the bed to surround her. I didn’t recognise any of them. They were all as naked as Amy and were all sporting impressive erections. I knew Amy had a thing about big cocks and these were all bigger then seven inches. One was around the same size and thickness as my nine-incher.

“They’re big boys,” said Jen admiringly.

“Mmm…,” replied Amy. “John had a really incredible dick.”

Jen reached across to stroke me through the fabric of my shorts. “Not as good as your’s though, I’m sure, Nick.”

“Not at all,” said Amy running a hot hand across my chest and reaching up to kiss me lightly on the lips.

I was looking forward to removing her loose light blue t-shirt and seeing her in just her bra and panties, but I also wanted to see what happened in the film, so I kept my hands to myself and concentrated on the screen.

All three men were kneeling in a circle on the bed. Amy was moving between them, sucking their cocks into her mouth, hungrily slurping them down, and looking up at them to gauge their appreciation. They started to encourage her.

“Suck it deeper you little cock sucker.” “That’s it. Take it all the way in.” “Oh yes, lick my fucking balls..”

When she wasn’t sucking them they were pawing at her body. Squeezing her breasts, tweaking her nipples, running their hands over her soft, tanned legs.

She spent extra time on John’s nine inches, licking every inch, then rubbing it over her face and neck, before easing her lips over it and sinking down as far as she could go. While she did, one of the other men lay down beneath her and opened up her pussy lips with his fingers. The camera zoomed in to watch him stick out the tip of his tongue and teasingly flick it across her clit. Amy came immediately, clamping herself down onto his face, her body shaking and her hands clasped tightly around the rigid meat in front of her face.

“I was fucking turned on that night,” said Amy, reaching into my shorts to pull out my now fully erect cock. Neither girl took their eyes off the screen as they each placed a hand on my shaft and started to slowly pump up and down. I exhaled slowly and looked back to the screen myself.

The guy underneath Amy had moved so his cock was lined up with her hole. We heard Kate’s voice for the first time behind the camera. “Slowly, Chris. Slide into the little slut nice and slowly.”

He did, taking what seemed like an eternity to fill her, the camera zooming in to see each second of the blonde girl’s pussy opening up to swallow the hard, throbbing cock. Once in, Kate zoomed out to show Amy alternating her mouth between the two cocks that were now in front of her face. As she lifted her head up each time she was leaving strings görükle escort of spit between her lips and the pricks. The guy beneath her had started thrusting up into her.

I could feel my balls boiling. I was ready to shoot my load over their hands, but I held back, wanting to prolong the moment.

Kate said: “Ok, Nina, lube him up. She’s going to get all three holes filled tonight.”

Nina, who I took to be Spanish, appeared on the bed. She was also already naked. She was a small girl, only about five foot tall and thin too. She was well toned though and had good-sized tits, about 30B I’d guess. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties. As she moved towards the guys with a tube of lube in her hands I took in her shapely legs and ass, and then her pretty face with its long dark brown hair done up on top of her head. My cock was now rigid.

As Nina on the screen moved to lube up Amy’s ass, I reached over to lift first Jen’s then Amy’s t-shirts off. I unclipped their bras, while they remained focused on the TV. Both sets of tits bounced free and with each hand I reached round to stroke them, feeling four nipples grow hard in between my fingers.

The moaning and panting on screen was interrupted by Kate saying: “Ok, Nina, now put Rich’s cock in her ass.”

I watched as the small Spanish girl lined up the hard seven inch cock against Amy’s asshole. Beneath her Chris was still pumping up into her pussy, and John was now fucking her open mouth with his big nine inch dick. On the screen Amy’s eyes were closed and we could make out the occasionally muffled moan of pleasure. Next to me on the sofa her eyes were wide with excitement, her breathing was heavy, and she had slipped a finger into her panties.

“Shove it in her,” said Kate.

Rich did as he was told. He ploughed his member into her tight, puckered asshole, sliding in until he was buried to the hilt. As he did, Amy lifted her mouth off John’s cock, wrapped her hands around it and, tilting her head upwards let out a long, low guttural cry.

Next to me, I could see Amy had pulled aside her panties and was sliding her middle finger up and down over her clitoris. Her pussy looked wet and inviting. On my other side, Jen moved up to give me a deep kiss. I looked into her dark brown eyes, smiled, and reached down to pull off her panties. She then nestled in next to me and spread her legs to allow my hand access to her most intimate area. I ran my fingers through her strip of black pubic hair and dipped a finger into her slit. It opened up to accept me and I could feel it was already wet. I quickly found her clit and began to gently massage it. She released my cock, leaving just Amy’s hand on it, and leaned in closer to me, nearing her first orgasm of the night.

On screen Amy was now bucking with a huge orgasm. Her blonde hair was flying about and I could make out a thin film of sweat across her back. The camera zoomed in to where two cocks were relentlessly pistoning in and out of her pussy and ass.

Then from off camera I heard John shout: “Oh fuck. I’m cumming.”

Kate zoomed out again and we got a view of the first spurt of white semen erupting from his huge purple cockhead and splashing against Amy’s cheek. She caught the next one in her mouth, then one on her chin before John aimed the rest at her tits.

This was enough to set Rich off. He pulled out of her ass and started pumping strings of jizz all over her tanned, round buttcheeks. He groaned as he did so, and she looked round, a smile across her cum-drenched face.

Once Rich had finished, Chris rolled Amy over so he was on top of her, his cock still buried inside her. While he pistoned in and out of the blonde girl, the other two men and two women stood around them, Kate still holding the camera, all of them urging him on.

Above Amy’s rising cries of pleasure we could hear them shout:

“Fuck her harder. Yes! Fuck her!” “Go on, pound that pussy.” “Cover that cunt with your cum.”

Finally, Amy came with a loud scream and Chris pulled out of her and sprayed her spasming pussy with his cum. When he was done, the three men stepped away from the bed, and the camera focussed on Amy, lying on her back, her soft, golden skin shiny with sweat and cum, and a satisfied, lazy smile spreading across her face.

On either side of me Amy and Jen were cumming. Amy on her own fingers and Jen on mine. I stopped to hold my girlfriend while she shuddered with her climax and looked over to see Amy’s globes shaking with her own orgasm.

“Good film, hey girls?” I said, grinning. They’d stopped masturbating me, but I was still hard as a board, and I looking forward to sticking it inside both of them.

“Fuck yeah,” said Jen, trying to catch her breath.

Amy nodded, and said: “It’s not finished yet. This is where Kate started to get a bit nasty on this one.”

“I was wondering when she’d start,” said Jen. She’d not liked Kate from the moment they met, and bursa sınırsız escort the recent revelations of how Kate had treated Amy while they had been lesbian lovers had done nothing to change her mind.

As if to prove the point, Kate on screen said in a sneering voice: “Now let’s see what you can do, you little Spanish tart. Lick their cum off my girlfriend.”

Nina spoke for the first time. Her voice was quiet and heavily accented: “No. I don’t want to taste it. They can fuck me but I no eating that.”

There was a second’s silence and then the sound of palm connecting with a cheek with a loud slap. Nina screamed in pain.

“Fucking lick it off, bitch,” said Kate. “Then the three of them are going to fuck you. Except, because you disobeyed me, you’re going to get the biggest cock in your tight little ass. Now get on the bed and starting eating some jizz.”

We saw Nina being pushed on the bed, next to Amy, who was still smiling as if this was perfectly normal behaviour.

“Fucking hell, Amy,” said Jen. “Why didn’t you stop her?”

Amy replied: “Nina wanted to do it really. She was just playing around. Nina loves getting Kate angry and getting her to slap her around a bit. Look at how much she gets into it now.”

Amy had a point. On the screen the petite Spanish girl was eagerly lapping up the rivers of cum from Amy’s neck, tits, stomach, and pussy. She even lifted the blonde’s legs, parted them and ran her tongue across her asshole.

While we watched this, I went back to fingering Jen, and Amy shifted position to get the same treatment. While I pumped my hands in and out of two sopping wet pussies, we all carried on watching the orgy on the screen.

Once Amy had been cleaned up, the three men returned to the bed, already fully hard. Nina moved onto all fours and Rich went and stood in front of her face. It occurred to me that his dick had been inside Amy’s ass not more than ten minutes previously, but Nina didn’t hesitate in sucking it straight into her mouth. Rich pulled away the clips that were holding her hair up and it fell down, long silky hair, covering her face. He pulled back, and taking a handful of her hair wrapped it around his cock. She laughed and started tonguing his balls, before moving her hair aside and resuming sucking his shaft deep into her throat.

At the other end, Chris and John were kneeling behind her, their erections bobbing about in front of them. They were playing with her pussy and asshole, opening them up and sliding fingers into them, commenting on how tiny she was and how they were both looking forward to stretching her open.

“Enough talk you two fuckers,” said Kate. “Chris, fuck her pussy from behind.”

Chris edged forward and unceremoniously rammed his prick all the way into the tiny Spanish girl’s cunt. She yelped a little, but then relaxed and went back to sucking Rich’s balls into her mouth. Chris thrust in and out of Nina a few times, before Kate stopped him, telling John to replace him.

Amy moved down the bed to console Chris by sucking his cock while John carefully inserted his nine inch member into Nina’s slot. As he made his way in, the girl started shouting obscenities in Spanish, and he growled at her that he was going to fucking split her in two.

Next to me, Jen commented breathlessly: “It really looks like he’s going to as well. His dick looks fucking enormous in that little girl.” I didn’t say anything, just plunged two fingers into her dripping wet hole. My cock was aching and desperate to be touched, but I wanted to see all of the film.

In the film, Kate had decided it was time for another change. “John. I want you to stick that monster in Amy’s pretty little mouth. Chris, I want you to assfuck Nina.”

They all obeyed without question. John pulled his rigid cock out of Nina and moved over to where Amy was waiting, lying on her back with her mouth open, trailing her fingers over her erect nipples. He held her blonde hair and jammed his meat into her mouth. Kate got a close up so we could see her throat bulging with every thrust of John’s hips. I was looking forward to doing the same to her myself in a few minutes.

Next to them on the bed, Chris had lubed up his cock and was inching it inside Nina’s asshole. It was clearly much tighter than Amy’s had been and Chris was having to go slowly, pushing it in carefully, allowing the small Spaniard time to get used to it. She seemed eager to feel it all the way inside her though and was pushing back onto it as much as Chris was pushing forward.

She was also continuing to deepthroat Rich, and he was clearly close to orgasm, his eyes closed and brow furrowed in concentration.

No sooner had Chris got balls deep into Nina than Kate ordered him to pull out and said: “Now it’s time for your punishment, you little Spanish whore. Time to tear open that asshole. John, fuck her butt.”

Nina didn’t complain. She probably knew better than bursa otele gelen escort that. She did turn to look at John’s massive pole, which after face-fucking Amy for a few minutes was now sticking straight up, fully engorged with veins throbbing along its length. She whimpered with a combination of fear and excitement.

Chris wasn’t going to be left out. He got underneath Nina and slid his cock into her pussy. He held still while John began working his purple cockhead into her tight hole. If she hadn’t been opened up already he’d never have got in there, but she was already stretched and so he was able to work the spongy head in fairly easily. Amy was kneeling next to him, pushing his ass forward and rubbing his chest.

“Go on, John. Let her have it all,” she said. “It felt so good in me. Nina, you’ll love it.”

Nina’s mouth was full of Rich’s cock but she nodded enthusiastically, her dark brown hair shaking around her head. With a growl John pushed forward, burying his nine inch cock balls deep in the five foot tall Spanish girl.

“Fuck yeah!” shouted Amy. “Now fuck her. All three of you.”

The three men responded well to vocal encouragement from the beautiful blonde girl. Rich reached down to hold open Nina’s mouth and started fucking her face. Nina could only try to grip onto his hips and you could hear the thud of his cock against the back of her throat. Chris and John started alternating in and out of her pussy and butt, neither of them making any attempt to be gentle, both of them fucking her as hard as they liked.

Nina gave in to this powerful onslaught, letting her body go limp, and allowing the three men to take their pleasure from her body. Above the deep grunts and panting of the men we could occasionally make out a higher pitched cry as she came time and time again, but the loudest sound was of three cocks plunging into her body, opening her up, finding areas inside her that had never before been touched.

On the sofa, all three of us were touching our own sex organs, me slowly pumping my fist up and down my aching cock, desperate not to cum just yet, Jen and Amy furiously rubbing their clits, desperate to cum as quickly as possible.

Jen came first with a cry just as the men on the film started to shower Nina with their cum. Chris had moved out so he was kneeling next to her, his cum spraying all over her back. John’s huge cock was pumping its seed all over her butt and Rich was covering her face with his load. When Amy on screen leant down to suck the last cum out of John’s cock, Amy on the sofa came loudly, writhing about, her face contorting in ecstasy.

I couldn’t watch any longer. I had to act. The air in our living room was heavy with the smell of sex and I had to fuck one of these women or I’d explode.

I reached over and lifted Jen up so she was straddling me. She’s so light I could hold her in the air with her pussy hovering just above my throbbing shaft.

“Oh yes,” she moaned, still recovering from her orgasm. “Fuck me, Nick.”

I then lowered her down, my prick so stiff it sank easily into her, until I was all the way inside her. My shaft was surrounded by burning liquid. She was clamping her pussy walls around me, coaxing me to immediate orgasm. Our faces were level, and she leant forward to kiss me, her full ripe lips parting to allow my tongue into her mouth.

“God you two are so hot together,” said Amy.

I’d almost forgotten about her.

Jen broke our kiss to lean over to Amy. They kissed while I remained embedded in Jen’s pussy. I didn’t want to move in case I came.

Then Amy leant over and kissed me. It felt so dirty to be kissing one girl while buried up to my nuts in another one. I was ready to cum, but I wanted more.

I stood up, keeping Jen impaled on my cock, then I turned around and placed her on the sofa next to Amy. They looked at each other and kissed, deeply and slowly.

I slid out of my girlfriend and moved to position my dick at the entrance to my ex-girlfriend’s pussy. Jen reached down and opened Amy’s cunt lips for me. I could feel the heat coming out of her, and when Jen leant down to suck on one of Amy’s nipples I pushed my hips forward.

“Oh fuck yes!” shouted Amy and I at exactly the same time. We would have laughed, but were both too intent on fucking to waste time with humour. I revelled in the velvety smooth sensation of Amy’s pussy. I knew it so well, but would never tire of feeling it.

I began to build up a rhythm in and out of her, and looking down I saw Jen was using a finger to rub her friend’s clitoris. It didn’t take long to push Amy over the edge, and she came, bucking up and down on my shaft, grinding her pubis against mine.

I held still, gritted my teeth and tried not to cum.

When I pulled out of Amy my cock was dripping wet, purple and absolutely rigid. I moved back between Jen’s legs and with one thrust filled her cunt again. I was so swollen that I was bumping against her cervix. I knew this could hurt, so I angled up slightly to caress her g-spot with my cockhead. This sent her wild and she started thrashing about, screaming my name and gripping onto the edge of the cushions.

“I’m gonna cum!” she shouted, as I plunged in and out of her hole, my cock rasping against her growing g-spot.

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Kelly The Morning After

Kelly had celebrated the granting of her decree nisi by acting out her fantasies in reality, instead of on line. She met Cathy and her brother Jake who accepted her in to their sex club. The morning after Kelly woke with aching limbs.

The next morning I slowly came too, before I opened my eyes I could feel my body aching, my ass was so sore and my pussy swollen, not too mention my tender breasts and nipples. I was so glad I had taken today and tomorrow off from work. I don’t know how I had got home and as I passed from that darkness of sleep to wakefulness, I felt something was wrong, this wasn’t my bed, this wasn’t my home, I could feel it, smell it and as I prised my eyes open see it. In the corner of the room, sitting on a large rattan peacock chair was Cathy, for the first time I was seeing her completely naked. In my current physical state this was not a turn on, as pleasant as she looked.

“Morning sleepy head, or should I say Afternoon. You were too tired and drunk to drive home last night, so we thought it would be better if you were to crash out here, I hope you don’t mind. I have run a bath for you, when you are ready.”

She pointed to an on suite bathroom, large and luxurious with a steaming bath topped by a rich layer of bubbles. I raised my naked frame gently and walked over to the bath, smiling to Cathy who stopped me, stood up and kissed me, full on the lips, my mouth automatically opened, but Cathy moved back and indicated to the bath.

“You’ll feel better after a bath. Then we can talk.”

Immersed in the bath, I could see her sitting naked on the side of the bed, through to the bedroom door. Without warning, it opened and in walked Jake, naked and erect. I thought no not now, but it was not me he turned to. He walked to his sister, who began to stroke him, whispering

“Bad, bad boy — what would our mother say, if she knew how badly you treated me.”

“You love every minute of it and don’t forget it was you who …”

He stopped as her mouth enveloped his enormous cock. I watched as her throat expanded and knew that she was deep throating him, his hands were gently holding her head while hers firmly griped and kneaded his buttocks. Under the blanket of soapy suds, my fingers had, of their own accord, found my own button and despite the swelling and bruising I was frigging away at this beautiful sight of brother / sisterly love.

Both Jake and I soon came, me more noisily than I had wanted, but they did not seem to mind my intrusion. Jake kissed his sister and left the room, Cathy wiped her mouth and chin and shouted.

“Coffee, orange juice and fresh croissants with home made strawberry jam on the balcony!”

There was a silk robe laid out for me, it was obviously Cathy’s, it was a size or two smaller than I really needed, so my modesty was only partially protected. I went through to the lounge which led to the balcony, realizing that I was no longer in Thornton Heath, this was overlooking the Thames and Tower Bridge görükle escort — this was serious money.

“Impressed? Don’t, be we have been lucky. Our father made a lot of money mining in Australia and South Africa, we have then invested it in property around the world and now, in our mid twenties, we can retire and do what we want, which tends to be fucking and traveling!!!”

We spent the next couple of hours just chatting about ourselves, we had a lot in common, we liked the same sort of resorts, the same places to buy clothes, we both loved soccer and had season tickets to see Chelsea. Our sense of humour was the same. We even had mutual friends and that shocked me. The big difference was that she was rich and I was just well off.

Then we moved onto discussing the previous night, exploring what I had enjoyed and since there was nothing that I had not enjoyed we did not have to go there. I did say that the rape of my ass was painful, but such an extreme turn on, with a pussy in my mouth and my virgin ass being slammed, by this big black cock.

“Ah, the sign of a true slut.”

Cathy raised the lid of her lap top on the breakfast table and as I gave her a queried look, I remember hearing the clicking of a camera. As the lap top sprang into life, she pressed a button and I saw my picture come up.

“Only you will have these, they are on a DVD Rom, but thought you would like to see them while we talked.”

Of course, I had never seen myself like this, picture after picture of my mouth around different cocks, sucking licking, cum on my face. Never had I seen my pussy from that angle!! And wow, both my pussy and my ass filled with a variety of cocks and fingers. Reluctantly, I was getting turned on and soon my pussy juices were flowing. It was difficult in this robe to cover up or avoid soaking the robe. Cathy’s hand was motionless on my thigh, I so wanted to feel her fingers on my clit, stroking, pinching, but she continued to talk, oblivious apparently to my desires.

Cathy wanted to know how much of a slut I wanted to be and would I like to be her slut, to do her bidding, as and when she required. I admitted that I did not feel that the previous night had gone as far as I could, my limits were there to be explored, but that I did not feel ready to be owned by anyone. This may restrict any further exploration. Cathy agreed, but asked if she could help me explore my limits and to that I agreed wholeheartedly! After all, there was some safety in having Cathy and presumably Jake watching over my development.

“Ok, if you want to come back to the Gumshoe, I want you to get your pussy lips pierced, here is the name of a man that will do it for you, you can only use him and you must do whatever he asks, secondly I have to go to a business meeting, so if you need to cum you can stay here there are some toys next to the bed. Your car is down stairs in the underground car park, only your skirt and shoes survived last night and you are too big for my blouse, so there is Jakes orhangazi escort shirt, you won’t have any underwear, my cell phone number is on the piece of paper, so we can make future arrangements.”

With that she got up, bent down, French kissed me and was gone to another room. Although a little taken aback, I continued to watch the slide show, which suddenly turned into a video of my ass being filled, this was obviously later in the evening as it was a white cock, and my ass was splattered with cum, the camera panned round to my face which was cock less, but grinning all over, as my tongue licked off the trails of cum, it was not long though before a cock was presented and I greedily sucked it in to my mouth.

I had no need of the bed side toys, my pussy was being rapidly frigged by my fingers, I only half noticed Cathy and Jake, put there heads round the door and say goodbye. Moments, later as one hand attended my pussy and the other squeezed my breasts, if any neighbours had been in, I am sure they must have thought there was a murder going on, as my orgasm came with a scream and a convulsion of my body that was out of this world. I licked my fingers and just sat there drifting into a gentle sleep. It was four o clock before I woke up again, my robe wide open, my legs apart, the lap top continuing to show me in all my glory. However, Someone had been here as the breakfast things had been removed. I went to the bed room and stripped naked, for a shower, The hot jets firing at me from all angles and reaching most places that showers never reach, this is a luxury that money brings. I think about another finger session, but its getting late (for what, I don’t know), I saw my clothes on the bed neatly laid out and I dressed, what little there was to wear. My skirt had been washed and pressed, I had forgotten how short it was and jakes shirt was no better neither of them extending much beyond my pubis. Still all I had to do was go down stairs and get in the car.

As I walked across the lounge to the door to leave , the maid was cleaning, she must have cleared up the breakfast tray. I pulled the hem of my skirt, but to no avail, while I walked little was left to the imagination, she smiled knowingly and said something to me in French or Spanish, without knowing what she said, I just felt myself going red, knowing she must have seen me in post orgasmic state and the pictures of me on the laptop. Quickly I left the apartment.

As I reached the car park I saw my car, I walked across the car park, three workmen were watching my every step and the more I walked the more intent their gaze. My car was parked by a pillar and as I reached it, I knew the only way to get in was by stepping backwards and splaying my legs. The work men got a full view of my bald pussy. Like a shot they were over to the car.

“Hello, luv need some help getting in.”

“I’m ok, thanks!”

“Oh, I’d say you are more than ok, specially with that smooth cunt of yours.”

The man doing the mudanya escort talking looked about 50, he was tall and quite fit, the two guys next to him were younger, about 25 – 30. He held my arm, I knew having seen my pussy, he could now see straight down my front.

“Posh birds like you should not tease us workers.”

He pulled me out of the car roughly, but instead of being scared, I felt a wave of lust come over me. I half struggled, as he pulled me across the car park, to the tool and electricity room. Closing the door behind him and his mates I was thrown to the floor.

“So how do you want it, luv?” He asked, his mates looked concerned.

“Look at her, she wants it.” He glanced at them.

I was breathing hard, they could see my erect nipples and my engorged clit, the dampness around my pussy lips revealed all. The older man dropped his trousers, his semi hard member was presented to my lips. I should have protested, at least put up a pretense of refusal but instead I opened my mouth and I hungrily sucked him in, my mouth worked up and down and sucked the blood into him, soon he was as hard as a rock and I suspect harder than he had been for some years. Behind me, I heard some rustling of belts being undone and clothes removed and then felt a cock placed against my pussy lips, I was soon being roasted.

“Aye, you two, what about me?”

“Don’t you worry son, she’s got enough for all three of us, haven’t you? You little slut!”

I could only partially nod, and put out a hand, it was soon firmly holding the third guys prick.

The two younger guys thrust their hips, while the older man measured his thrusts holding the back of my head and I soon could feel the speeding rhythm behind me as the young guy in my pussy began to reach orgasm, as much as I could, I thrust back, with a deep groan he came deep in side me. The cock in my hand was removed quickly and replaced the flaccid dick in my pussy, but it was all too much for him and he came after a couple of thrusts. I continued to suck and nibble the dick in front of me, his hand on the back of my head long deep thrusts, slowly getting faster and faster, my hands grabbed his buttocks, digging my nails in deep, he pulled my head back releasing his cock and spraying over my face, my hair, my chin. Unceremoniously, he cleaned his cock in my hair,and pushed me back on the floor.

“C’mon lads, tea breaks over, back to work.”

He dressed and, as they left the room, he said to me.

“When you’re done, slut, shut the door behind you.”

Then they left.

As they walked away, I heard them, one voice said

“You won’t tell Sharon will you.”

There was just laughter

“No lad and the pair of you, make sure you wash your knobs properly, you never know what you could catch from a slut like that’s pussy, that’s why I stay up the top end.”

What had I done, what was I becoming and why did I love it so much. Barely a touch of my pussy thinking ” a slut like that” over and over in my mind and I came.

I got up wiping the cum on my face onto Jakes shirt and having to suffer two loads dribbling down my thighs, as I walked back to the car and go home to contemplate what to do next.

Let me know if you want me to continue with this story of Kelly’s enlightenment.

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I was sat with Steffi, wife of an old friend, who was currently, like me, watching her husband on the dance-floor with Jan, my wife. Now that it was towards the end of the evening it was a slower dance.

Jan and Mike were dancing closely.

Um, no. Jan and Mike were dancing very closely, in a darker corner of the dance-floor.

Steffi and I were not too worried about dancing – I have two left feet and can’t keep to any sort of rhythm and Steffi, well Steffi wanted to keep me company to let Mike dance with Jan. Sort of…

Steffi giggled. “Talk about the vertical expression of a horizontal desire.”

“And that doesn’t bother you?”

“Lord no,” and then as Steffi’s hand brushed my hard cock trying to escape from the front of trousers, “Nor you from the feel of that.”

She went on, “I think we’ll have to take this and them home before they get arrested for indecent intent or whatever.”

But how had we got to this?

Well, a couple of months earlier out of the blue we had received an invitation to the wedding of Francis, the daughter of some folks we knew who lived in the next county to ours. We have over the course of our married life been either lucky enough or maybe unlucky enough for me to have had a good job, but one that required me to be able to move round the country. In the course of forty and odd years I think we moved home and usually location as well, about 14 times. Now I’ve retired we don’t plan to move again – period!

We lived next door to these folks about four or five moves ago, but even though they were a little younger than us, as our children were of a similar age, we had become very close friends with them. Birthday parties, Christmas parties, pool parties, I think we’d been to them all.

Jan, my good lady and Steffi, Mike’s wife, being the home birds looking after the children, had become particularly close. I also think that given the amount of flesh that was displayed at the pool parties that Mike had quite fancied Jan, I know I had Steffi – but younger children, that well-known contraceptive force, had very much seen to it that nothing had ever happened between us. I’ll explain at this point that before our children arrived on the scene that Jan and I had been known to very discreetly and carefully swap partners, but only with folks we trusted and knew very well. But that had been a long time ago.

———–

Retired we may be, but both Jan and I have a very healthy and active physical side to our relationship. Normally restricted to the bed-room these days – we like our comfort! Nevertheless now we have more time for each other as we’ve got older that side of our relationship has got stronger and more frequent. We are also more easily able to tell each other what we want and like out of our lovemaking.

So, a couple of days after the arrival of our invitation to the wedding, we were relaxing in bed, with a glass of wine after a ‘nooner.’ I’m not sure why we’d decided to indulge in the middle of the day, but then there didn’t have to be that much of a reason other than one of us had decided to drag the other one to bed and have their ‘wicked way’ with them.

“So,” said Jan, “Are we going to Fran’s wedding then?”

We always called Francis Fran, she wasn’t keen on Francis, she felt it was too formal, so Fran it had always been to her family and friends.

As we lived a couple of hundred miles away it would mean a couple or three days away from home. No matter, it wasn’t a difficult question to answer.

“Oh yes,” was my instant reply, “it’ll be nice to meet up again. Perhaps we can stay in the area for a few days and meet up with them again after the big day when they have a bit more time. It’ll be nice to catch up.”

Now at this point I must admit that the thought of seeing Steffi again caused a certain part of my anatomy to, shall we say, think on its own. As Jan was still laying against me, her reaction was instant.

“Oh, what have we here, then?” And she snaked her hand between us to grasp my now rapidly and embarrassingly stiffening cock. “Hey there, Mr – he’s giving you away again, you’re thinking of Steffi and maybe getting into her pants at last…”

“Busted!” I laughed. “Well, you always did fancy Mike – as long as they’ve not had an attack of the ‘Uglies’ as they’ve got older it could be rather fun.”

Putting down our half-finished glasses of wine we spent the next few minutes on a second round. I think we more than proved to each other how much the thought of meeting our old friends and whatever it might bring interested us.

———–

The following day I came in from doing some gardening to find Jan just finishing a telephone conversation with Steffi.

“You know they’ve moved since we last knew them? Well I rang her because I wondered if there were any suitable hotels nearby where we might stay,” Jan said. “She’s delighted we can come, and as they have a large house these days would love us to stay with them. They wouldn’t hear escort bursa of anything else.”

I laughed and said, “That could get interesting – you might get your wish to try out Mike after all.”

Jan blushed and didn’t say anything, but once again our lovemaking that evening was rather more intense and upbeat than normal – and that’s saying something these days!

———–

The day before the date of the wedding Jan took herself off to our local Spa beauty centre for a ‘Me’ day and as she put it, ‘to have me and my appearance tuned up for next week.’

Me? Typical man I’m afraid – I had just retrieved my ‘Match, Hatch and Despatch’ suit from the dry-cleaners – I mean, what else is needed….

Jan, however, returned from being pampered looking even more glamorous than ever, the last thing she looked like was a Granny old enough to be retired. Certainly if her plans played out as she intended Mike was in for a treat – and hopefully, I’d finally manage to bed Steffi.

The journey, being mid-week, was relatively painless, Mike and Steffi as welcoming as ever. Steffi was glad of last minute help and advice from Jan, whereas I kept Mike from interfering. Wedding day was long and tiring but as these things go, a pretty good day. Truth be told weddings are not really my thing, but hey! The booze is free and generally good and I get to people watch. As a designated driver and therefore sober it can be most entertaining.

At the end of the evening I filled the car with two very tired people, slightly tipsy, definitely tending towards the emotional, plus one, also very tired, wife

“Sven – thank you for this, I’ll make it up to you in a couple of nights time when we’ve all had some sleep.”

All I said was, “Mike – it’s been a great day and it’s my pleasure to be able to help.”

We were all too tired even for a nightcap before we tumbled into bed.

Next morning at breakfast I was the only bright and breezy one, especially since it being a nice day I had just swum a number of circuits of their swimming pool which was larger than ours.

Mike laughed as Jan said, “He’s quite insufferable when fresh, sober and not hungover.”

I just poured myself another cup of coffee.

The day was a quiet one as they all laid out in the sun and had some recovery time. Mid-afternoon, it was Steffi who had surprised us by saying, “We’ve booked a table at the Three Horseshoes, they do a nice dinner dance and we thought we could have a pleasant evening out together with no cooking for us girls.”

Mike added, “It’s close enough for us to be able to use a taxi back and they’re quite happy for us to leave my car in their garage overnight. We can go pick that up tomorrow Sven.”

“Other than I tend to only have a token dance, sounds pretty good to me,” I said.

The meal was as good as Mike and Steffi had said, and the three piece band played good music without it being too loud, which was a nice change. Steffi had said during the meal that she wasn’t going to be dancing a lot so Mike could keep Jan happy if I didn’t want to dance.

“Sounds good to me.” I said while Jan just beamed. And so the evening had gone, Steffi and I dancing some of the slower dances and leaving the faster ones to Mike and Jan.

They walked back to the table as there was a short break in the music. Mike went off to the bathroom as Jan sat down for a little bit of a rest.

“Steffi, thank you for loaning me Mike for the evening. Sven, as you know, doesn’t dance much and this evening has been great. Haven’t had as much fun for ages.”

Just then the music restarted with a slower tune for a change. Jan grabbed me and we set off for my token dance.

Jan snuggled up to me. “Hey there big fellow, I hate to mention this, but this is the second hard cock that’s been pressed up to me this evening.”

I kissed her and she put her head back on my shoulder. “I noticed you’ve been lent Mike for the evening, maybe we should return before midnight and the loan ends, or is the ‘evening’ going to be extended to ‘the night’ anyway.”

“Would you mind?” was Jan’s response.

“Not if I get to hold hands with Steffi,” I responded, “Do you think they will go that far?”

“I don’t know for sure just yet, but I think Mike’s discussing it right now.”

As we moved round we could see an earnest discussion going on. As the music speeded up we walked back across.

“Here you are Mike – all yours, I can’t cope with this speed,” I said, laughing to ease the moment.

Mike got up and Jan happily led the way back out to the dance-floor.

I sat back down beside Steffi. In the reduced lighting I couldn’t clearly make out her face. She turned back to me. “Mike wants to fuck Jan, you know?” She used the ‘F’ word to emphasise the statement.

“Do you want the ‘loan’ for the evening to become a loan for the night?” I asked.

“Sven I’m nervous, we’ve never done this before and suddenly I’m not sure.”

“Steffi, why nilüfer escort not take it a step at a time?” I suggested, “Jan and I changed partners on the odd occasion a long time ago before the children came along. She and I had discussed the possibility of doing this with you when we lived beside each other, but the children were too young and then I got moved yet again before we got the opportunity. I know that Jan regretted us not doing so with you then.”

Steffi surprised me a little when she said that she and Jan had actually discussed it but had never had the chance to put a plan into action. Now it might actually happen she wasn’t sure if she could deal Mike and Jan spending the rest of the night together.

That’s when she giggled, “Talk about the vertical expression of a horizontal desire, and then ran her hand along my thigh.

“That doesn’t bother you?” I asked.

“Lord, no, leastways I don’t think so any longer.” And then as Steffi’s hand brushed my hard cock trying to escape from the front of trousers, “Nor you from the feel of that.”

“Steffi, when I danced with Jan a moment or two ago she told me that mine was the second hard cock pushing against her this evening. I think she’d like to take Mike to bed this evening. I won’t say sleep with him, because I think that’s probably the last thing they will do together. As you just noticed, I’m pretty horny over the whole thing because as long as both of you are happy with the thought, I want to do the same with you.”

Steffi leaned towards me and gave me a gentle kiss as Mike and Jan came back towards the Table.

Jan laughed and said, “Hey there – I saw that, Mike we need to get even.” And without waiting for a reply she turned and gave him a toe-curling kiss.

We all laughed and I said, “I think that taxi must be just about due, probably just about save you from being arrested for indecency!”

They both looked a bit guilty but then realised we were laughing as well. We got up, both Mike and I adjusting the front of our trousers discreetly before walking into stronger light. On the way out the two ladies went to the powder room.

I said to Mike, “Whatever happens Jan and I are cool with it, so lets just play it by ear.”

Mike gave a slightly embarrassed grin and said, “That’s great, I’d love to spend the night with Jan and I’m happy with the thought of you spending the night with Steffi, I’m just not sure about whether she’s 100% with the idea yet.”

“Mike, let’s just take it gently – don’t push too hard.”

We didn’t have time for any other discussion as the girls got back and we walked to the front door. Our timing was pretty good as the taxi we had earlier arranged had just pulled up so we had no wait. It was one of these new designs with two rows of back seats. Mike and Jan got in first in the very back, Steff and I in the middle row. As it was pre-arranged the driver knew where to head.

I didn’t look at Mike and Jan on the way home but we did chat a little as I held Steffi’s hand. When we got to the other end Steffi opened the front door with Mike while Jan waited for me to pay the cabbie off.

As we walked towards the house she grinned at me. “I had a quick chat with Steffi in the rest room. I only wanted a quick word with her rather than anything else. I could see she was nervous so I wanted to reassure her that we were both OK and that I wasn’t looking to steal her man from her. I think she should be telling Mike that we just pick up from where we were a few minutes ago.”

Then we were closing the front door behind us.

Mike was just finishing pouring me a glass of Merlot, and handed that to me and Steffi handed Jan’s white wine to her. Smiles all round would seem to indicate that any possible crisis had passed. Mike turned the main lights down low then went and put some slow music on, Jan kicked off her shoes and waited for him to return. Then they once more folded into each other’s arms and held each other. Both sets of hands on the other’s bums.

Steffi took my hand and led me to the settee. “Now where were we?” she said as she took my glass from me and put it down beside hers before kissing me. Her kissing became more intense as I slid off the settee and knelt on the floor. Steffi lay along it as I undid her blouse. She raised up on one elbow as I slid it off her shoulders, before unhooking her bra one-handed. She giggled a little as I did so and she shrugged off her blouse and bra, now naked to the waist. As she lay back her breasts stood proud from her chest, her nipples hard and begging to be kissed – so I did, Steff holding my head to her. I stroked her flat belly with my free hand, easing my fingers under the waistband of her skirt and under her panties to her lightly furred pussy. She moaned gently with pleasure as I did so. Then it was as if she made her mind up. She sat up, undid her skirt snap and eased skirt and knickers down her legs, kicked them off and dumped them beside the settee.

Now gorukle escort she concentrated on me and it seemed that in the blink of an eye I was as naked as she was. As I knelt alongside she took my cock in hand, pulling me towards her. To make it easier I stood up to sit on the settee so she could sit on my lap. As we turned round we could see Jan and Mike properly. Both were naked like us. Unlike us they hadn’t wasted any time – Jan was on her back with her legs up over Mike’s shoulders and he was buried deep inside her, thrusting hard into her, both grunting slightly at the force of the coupling, Jan’s wetness making a lovely squishy sound as Mike’s cock was fucked deeply into her.

Steffi gasped as she caught sight of what her husband was doing, and she became transfixed as she watched the scene unfolding in front of her. I sat down to watch and pulled her gently down to sit on my lap facing the two lovers. She trapped my cock underneath her and I wriggled until the tip was at the entrance of her pussy. Easing back then forward and upward I gently pushed inside and pulled Steff back by the hips until I too was buried deeply in her warm tightness. Steffi squeezed her muscles down on me and the exquisite feeling just got better as we started to move, spellbound as at the same time we watched the urgency of the other two. Mike made several staccato thrusts and finished, back arched trying to climb inside Jan as he filled her to the brim – we could see the excess start to leak out round his cock.

Steffi groaned and started to bounce on me, almost as if we both knew we too were going to come as well. She cried out as she came and as she stiffened and clamped down on me I felt the spurt of my own cock as we came hard together, my hands with a life of their own clutching her breasts and pulling her back against me as I started to spasm inside her, Steffi crying out, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” In time to the climactic thrusts we were both making.

As we gasped breath with the exertion of the moment, we realised that both Jan and Mike were grinning at us from their position on the floor.

“What a wanton display,” Mike laughed.

“And we weren’t, wanton, that is.” Jan mused.

Steffi didn’t say anything, but I felt her squeeze my cock inside her, keeping me still hard and not letting me go down too much. In the end though I slipped out and Steff stood up to let me move, white trails wandering down the insides of thighs. Jan crawled across and scooped some up on a finger, transferring the juices to her mouth.

“Love the taste,” she said, scooping more up and offering it to Steff.

She took Jan’s finger into her mouth, obviously trying something new for the first time. It seemed to meet with approval as she scooped more up for herself. Then realising I had a coating on my cock, pushed me gently onto my back and took my cock into her mouth to clean me off. Which in turn started to make me hard again. When it was hard enough she moved astride me and holding him straight sat down on him, trapping me back in the hot, velvet glove of her wetness. She didn’t move too much, rather she used her muscles to ripple and milk me. Glorious sensation again, especially as Jan decided to join in and sat her pussy gently onto my face, the remnants of Mike’s come still running out.

I’ve tasted myself after fucking Jan, Mike’s come didn’t taste too much different. In any case I didn’t seem to have too much say in the matter.

Then Jan got up, allowing me to breathe a little more easily. Steffi squirmed on me as Jan and Mike were doing something behind Steffi. Steffi stopped moving and lay forward on me her breasts and nipples just grazing my own. Then I became aware of a feeling, a sensation in my Cock and became aware that Steffi had a finger in her ass, that I could feel against me. The tightness grew and I wondered what next as I felt another pair of knees astride my legs. Then Steffi groaned and I realised Jan was helping Mike push into his wife’s ass. There was a momentary lurch and then I could feel Mike enter her as she and I held still. Mike pushed slowly in until I could feel his balls graze my legs and his length alongside me as it were.

Steffi let the air out of her lungs as she’d been holding her breath for a moment or two, then she moved on us both as we stayed still, letting Steffi adjust to the double penetration. Now we slowly began to move with her, all three of us grunting in the effort of balancing the motion. Steffi keened gently. Afterwards she would tell us that at that point she was coming almost continually in little mini-orgasms. Mike’s thrusting, like mine, began to take on an urgency and then I could feel him thrusting and the muscles in his cock squirting inside Steffi. That took me over the top and I gave a couple of enormous thrusts to leave what little I’d got left as far inside as I could reach.

I could feel Steffi’s heartbeat, like mine, going like a jackhammer as Mike slid gently out of her ass. I shrank, slipped out and lost contact. As Mike moved back Steffi rolled off me and lay alongside, panting with exertion. I lay with my eyes closed, recovering, as I was kissed by Jan, who’d rather been left out of the last action. Mike and I would make that up to her later in the night as it transpired.

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It had been several months since I watched my beautiful wife Judy, give in to her carnal lusts and desires at the hands of three contactor buddies. It had been one of the most amazing and erotic experiences of my life, and judging by how many times she came, hers too. My beautiful wife, who had never been fucked by anyone other than me, gangbanged against her will by three men only to slowly give in to orgasm after orgasm, finally screaming, begging for them to fuck her.

It was amazing!

I waited for her to come to me and tell me what happened; would she claim rape, would she admit she had succumbed and had cum several times but was ashamed, or would she come to me and confess her new found sexual desires and finally, open up to a world of new thrilling and erotic adventures. This was my goal in setting her up for the gangbang, but as I waited, days turned into weeks and weeks began to turn into months. I could not understand how, much less why, she kept this secret to herself.

There were indications that she had changed, that the experience had opened a sexual door for her. Several time during while we were fucking she would ask about me sharing her with another man. While on top of me pumping up and down on my cock she would ask;

“Does my pussy feel good, is it tight? Do you want to feel my cunt get tighter?”

“Ummm yes, oh yes baby” I growled.

“What if my ass was filled with a big cock while you fucked my cunt, would that be tight enough for you?”

Each time we did this dance I thought this was it she was about to open up for me, tell me about the gangbang, admit she loved it, and beg me to get a partner to fuck her. Instead she would simply take a dildo, which she had bought on her own after the rape, and slide it deep into her ass while posting on my cock. Now don’t get me wrong, it was hot, very hot and we both came hard each time, but I was starting to think I had let three men have their way with my wife and my ultimate goal was never going to be fulfilled.

Well the months passed and the Christmas season came upon us. I love Christmas. The sights, sounds and smells are just wonderful. Judy does an incredible job decorating the house and it just shines with the season. Plus, she has this great sexy Mrs. Clause outfit that she will wear, only during December. It looks fantastic on her, its all red velvet and has white fur trim on the bottom. The skirt comes down about six inches below the bottom of her round and firm ass. The bodice top pushes her beautiful 34C tits up and together making for an incredible cleavage show. She wears the outfit with nude hose and racy 4-inch bright red stilettos, and tops it all off with a red Santa hat. Each Christmas she pulls out the costume as she decorates the house (after the kids have gone to bed) and we role-play; me as Santa and her as Mrs. Clause.

As the excitement of the season, and ALL that meant started to sink in I gradually moved past my frustration and even anger over sharing my wife and focused on Christmas. It wasn’t tough to do, the house was decorated and looked stunning, Christmas carols flowed throughout and the smells of Christmas cookies wafted from room to room. Judy had not yet donned her costume and each day I would wonder if that was the day that we got to play.

We are a very social couple and often have friends over for dinner parties. I love to cook and Judy sets a great table and is a beautiful hostess so we look for opportunities to have guests. Christmas gave us a wonderful reason and we usually had several dinner parties during the month. It was during one of these dinner’s parties, or more specifically after the party that Judy’s next adventure occurred and her sexual door was swung open, wide open.

We had invited 3 couples over for dinner about mid December. Our kids were at her mother’s house so we were able to relax a bit. The evening was a smashing success. The house glowed; the food was spectacular (if I do say so myself) and the conversation light, jovial and abundant. Eventually the party broke up and two of the couples left leaving Judy’s best friend Emily and her long time boyfriend Bret. They were a good couple and seemed to have a healthy relationship that may be headed for the alter. Emily was very striking. She was tall at 5’11, had long sandy brown hair that fell past her shoulders,long fit and tanned legs, slim waste and beautiful, full, round 32D tits.

I had more than once fantasized about fucking her silly and even watching her and Judy fuck each other. I thought at one time that fantasy might come true on its own when Emily started to get very loose after several drinks and seemed to hit on Judy. Judy, however, did not respond so it didn’t go anywhere.

Tonight she and Bret stayed behind to help clean up the dishes and continue the conversation. Emily looked gorgeous in a deep green velvet dress that hugged her curves and pressed gently against her luscious tits. It was mid thigh in length and she had on black thigh highs, I know because as she sat in the living room her dress rode up enough for me gorukle escort to see the lovely lace of the top of her stockings. Her stilettos matched the green of her dress.

Judy was in a deep purple dress also velvet that reached to mid calf, much to my disappointment. It too fit closely although not as tight as Emily’s and her tits were not as large. Still she look wonderful and the two made quite a sight, as Bret and I had commented while brining the dishes into the kitchen as they, together washed them and put them in the dishwasher.

After the dishes were finished we retired to the living room for some cognac and port. As the evening worn on and the amount of cognac consumed increased the conversation turned racy with Emily and Judy at one point comparing notes on how to give a proper blowjob. Judy, as I have said before, is an expert at sucking cock and from what Emily was saying she was likely pretty good at it too. The conversation turned to fetishes and other sexual activities, including costumes. I mentioned that Judy had a number of costumes that I had bought for her that she looked hot in.

“Dean” she squealed, “you’re not supposed to tell anyone about those!”

“Well you do look awfully hot!”

“Geez you just can’t keep anything secret!”

The conversation continued for a few minute. Judy excused herself to go to the bathroom. She went to the upstairs bathroom, which I thought was odd since the downstairs bathroom was just in the next room. We sat talking about what costumes Judy had, Bret was very interested in the subject and I’m sure was taking mental notes on which ones he wanted to see Emily wear.

Bret was in mid sentence when he suddenly stopped talking, his mouth fell open. His eyes transfixed behind me.

Emily looked up and simply said, “Oh my!”

I quickly turned around to see Judy dressed in her sexy Mrs. Clause outfit, for the first time this season. She looked just as sexy, amazing and fuckable as she had the last three years.

“Whoa! Honey you look amazing but…” I stammered stunned she had decided to show our friends this side of her and our sex life.

“Well you wanted to talk about the costumes and our role-playing I thought they just may as well see one and since this is the Christmas season, Mrs. Clause seemed appropriate.”

“Oh, well, uh, yea it’s definitely appropriate. I mean it is Christmas after all, and you look” Bret sputtered out. “OW!!” Emily slapped him hard on the shoulder “What was that for!?”

“I was hoping to start you breathing again before you pass out” tease Emily “I don’t think you’ve taken a breath since she came down.”

“I’m sorry honey I just, I mean she, well its” stammered Bret.

“No, no I get it, you do look very sexy Judy” said Emily.

“OK, OK guys I’m starting to get embarrassed here,” said Judy. Her words were slurring just a little and I knew she was just a little tipsy. Judy moved to the couch and retook her seat, next to Emily. The two of them now really look good together. Judy in her red Mrs. Clause outfit and Emily in her short green velvet dress looked like a helper elf.

Emily could not keep her eyes off of my wife. I watched, as she kept looking Judy up and down pausing to slow her gaze as she took in the full length of my wife’s legs all the way up to the slight hint of the white velvet panties she wore underneath the costume. I started to wonder if there was a possibility Emily might make a move on my wife. The thought caused my cock to grow rock hard.

We continued to talk, and drink. Judy was really enjoying herself. She had stopped drinking as much but was still a little loopy. She had become the center of attention with everyone focusing on her and her sexy outfit and she was drinking it all in.

At one point in the conversation Emily placed her hand on Judy’s thigh to make a point. The point made she kept her hand where it had landed. Judy looked at her hand, looked at Emily and just smiled. As we continue to talk and joke I noticed Emily was slowly sliding her hand up Judy’s thigh and then slowly down, gently stroking her leg. More than once I saw Judy close her eyes and exhale deeply. Every other stroke Emily would move her hand slightly higher up Judy’s thigh. When Emily’s hand had made it’s way to Judy’s pussy I could tell she had run her finger over my wife’s sex. Judy gave a slight jump, more like a hiccup really, and looked quickly at Emily and then at me. She closed her legs instinctively, but slowly opened them giving Emily access all the while keeping her gaze on me.

Judy jerked again and inhaled, Emily had slid a finger inside her and was now, judging by the motion of her hand slowly finger fucking my wife, right in front of me!

Bret noticed it too and started to make some sly remarks about the pairing.

“You know Dean, those two look like they planned this whole thing. Judy Mrs. Clause and Emily her naughty Elf.”

“Yea Bret, now that you mentioned it” I said playing along, “I think you’re right I think they did plan this little show.”

“What?” escort bayan asked Judy “what do you mean?’ She had clearly wondered off in her mind, caught up in the moment of having her pussy fingered by her best friend. Our comments broke the trance and brought her mind racing back to the reality of what was happening and who was in the room. She tried to move away from Emily and close her legs.

She did not get very far.

As she tried to move back and away Emily thrust her fingers deep into my wife’s pussy and held her down by using her fingers in my wife’s cunt! The act forced a moan out of my wife’s lips as she closed her eyes in reaction to the motion more out of reflex than conscience act.

Emily took that as her cue and leaned over towards my wife. With her free hand she cupped the opposite side of my wife’s face and turned her head towards hers, bring my Judy’s ruby red lips to hers. Emily’s lipstick was more of an autumn or pumpkin color, clearly chosen to go with the dress. The pairing of the two colors, dark orange on the ruby red looked good. The fact that they were the color of my wife and her best friends lips as they came together made them a GREAT pairing!

The first kiss was soft, gentle, the first kiss between two new lovers as they tested the fire and intensity of the pairing. Judy tried to turn but Emily held her head firm. Bret and I were mesmerized by what was happening and fell silent. We didn’t dare break the moment for fear they would stop. The next was longer firmer as the two ladies began to feel each other’s mouth on the other. Emily must have play with Judy’s pussy because she inhaled again and let out a long slow moan while they kissed. Emily withdrew her hand and suddenly slammed it back in with great force causing Judy’s eyes to go wide and her mouth to open in shock. Emily clamped her mouth down upon Judy’s and slid her tongue deep inside my wife’s warm waiting mouth.

“Mmmpphh, Um, UM, UMMMMM” was all Judy could get out as she stared right it my eyes. I just smiled and winked. At that Judy closed her eyes and kissed Emily back, deeply, passionately with a hunger that had too long been caged. It was clear, she had fantasized about this moment as well, wondered what it would feel like, taste like to kiss her best friend in this way.

The two were locked in passionate embrace as their tongues flicked in and out of their mouths, teasing the other one moment, exploring the lines of her new lovers lips the next and then driving deep into her mouth as if trying to reach her throat. All the while Emily was finger-fucking Judy, increasing the rhythm and pace as the frenching session continue to grow in heat and intensity as well. Judy’s hips started to raise and fall with the motion of Emily’s hand, until she began to buck, first in single spasms then increasing too in pace and furiousity.

I leaned into Bret, who was practically drooling and whispered into his ear,

“She is about to cum, look you can tell by her hips. She starts to fuck back as she gets ready to cum.”

Judy was moaning loudly and more frequently now. “MMMMMM, MMMMMM” as her mouth would become free from the lock she would exclaim “oh god, oh god yes, yes please don’t stop please…don’t…stop” She started to buck violently against Emily’s hand, who was hammering my wife’s pussy now as fast as she could go.

“Oh god, oh god, yes, yes, Emily yes, please don’t stop…I’m…I’m…I’m cummmmmingggg, ohhhhhhhhh” Emily quickly clamp her mouth down on Judy’s and forced her tongue deep into her mouth as my wife exploded in a flood of cum.

Emily released her mouth as Judy panted for air,

“Oh god, oh my god that was amazing, I, I” she turned to me, “Honey I’m so sorry I didn’t, I mean, I…”

“My love it’s OK, that was amazing.” I said. “I always knew you wanted her, but that was just her hand. Emily that was very impressive what else can you do to my wife?’

“Hmmmmm” Emily purred “I’ve always wanted to taste your pussy Judy and now that it is nice and wet I think I need to do just that” exclaimed my wife’s former best friend, now lover.

“But, I, this is not what I was, I mean, you can’t be OK.” Judy stammered.

“Shhhhhh lover” cooed Emily, “Just lay back, let it happen, we both want it to.”

With that Emily gently pushed my wife over on to her back. She lifted her legs and removed the drenched velvet panties that were little more than a slight impediment to Emily’s invasion. Judy’s breathing started to grow rapid again as she waited with anticipation her friends mouth on her swollen and wet cunt. She did not have to wait for long.

Emily dove into my wife’s pussy and buried her face deep into the folds of Judy’s sex. She had wanted to be with Judy, taste Judy, and slide her tongue deep into her cunt not long after they had met. Emily had one lesbian experience, in college and found it OK but never something she wanted to pursue, until she met my wife. Now she was fulfilling one of her fantasies too and she was going to have all that she could get of my wife. She bursa escort bayan inhaled deeply taking in all the sweet musky scent she could.

Judy groaned loudly then cried out “OHHHH!!!” as Emily slid her tongue into my wife’s pussy. As Emily worked her tongue in and out of my wife’s pussy, over her swollen clit, Judy began to reach orgasm again. “Oh yes, oh yes, that’s it Emily, oh yes lover your tongue feels so good.”

“Don’t call me Emily,” Emily lifted her head from my wife’s pussy just slightly, “I’m not Emily tonight. I’m Fiona the naughty little elf, that’s Santa (she pointed to me) and that’s Santa’s naughty elf helper Nickademus” she finished pointing to Bret. She immediately went back to work fucking Judy with her tongue.

Judy was used to role-play so she fell easily into the game Emily had just initiated, “Oh yes, that’s it Fiona, fuck me, I need it Mrs. Clause needs to be fucked tonight, fuck me you naughty elf fuck me.”

Bret and I both had our pants off and had rock hard erections. Bret was a decent size, about 7 inches. He moved in behind, Emily, and plunged his cock deep into her wet pussy and began to pound her furiously. I moved to straddle Judy’s face and sunk my cock deep into her waiting mouth.

“MMMMMM, MMMMMM” Judy was moaning loudly around my cock. I began to slowly slide my cock in and out of my wife’s mouth. Suddenly something made me jump, almost out of Judy’s mouth. I turned to see what it was and realized it was Emily, she had reached up and was fondling my balls. Our eyes met and she just winked at me.

“MMPPHH!!!!” Judy exclaimed around my cock which had grown even hardened in a quick shot at Emily’s acknowledgment that Judy was not the only one she planned on playing with tonight.

I went back to mouth fucking my wife as she was getting eaten out by her best friend, who was now getting ravaged by her boyfriend, Nickademus, Santa’s helper. Emily started playing with my balls again. Judy was moaning and groaning uncontrollably, her hips started bucking so I knew she was close to cumming. Judging by the moans, and gyration of her hips it was clear Emily was about to explode in her first orgasm of the night.

I thought to myself, this is amazing. I can’t believe this is actually happening. My conservative wife is having her pussy licked out by her best friend while sucking my cock, while her friend is getting fucked by her boyfriend. It was an amazing scene. Judy was starting to really buck hard against Emily’s face while Emily herself was pistoning her pussy against Bret’s cock.

I turned to Bret and mouthed, “don’t cum!”

“What?? Why?” he mouthed back.

“Trust me” I said “don’t cum yet.”

Judy had reached her peak and was cumming in Emily’s mouth…hard. I could see Emily trying to swallow the juices that squirted from Judy’s well-worked cunt. At that time she lost it and began to cum too. The two women were moaning and screaming almost in unison as they came together. I removed my cock so I could hear my wife cum for the second time this winter evening, both from another woman’s touch.

“Oh, Ohh, OOHHH, OOOOHHHHH GAAAAWWWDDDD, I’m cuuuuuuuummmmming!” Judy screamed as I pulled my cock out of her mouth.

“Oh yes, ohh yes, oooohhh yessssssssssssss, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, oooooohhhhhh” Emily exploded around Bret’s cock, who had stopped fucking her for fear of cumming after I told him not to.

Emily collapsed on Judy’s stomach, her breath hard and labored from the explosive orgasm she had just had. Judy was nearly passed out from having cum so hard twice in such a short period of time. The two of them laid together, Judy had wrapped her legs around Emily and Emily was hugging Judy as the two slowly got their breathing first in a rhythm and then slowly under control.

Judy looked at me, “Why’d you stop Santa, didn’t you want to cum tonight. I thought you liked cumming in Mrs.. Clause hot, wet mouth. You know I love drinking Santa’s cum.”

I smiled, “Oh Santa’s going to cum tonight, but he wants his North Pole in Mrs. Clause’s ass” I said.

“Mmmmmm, that sounds like a good idea, lie down baby I want to feel that big thick pole in my tight little ass” Judy continued.

I quickly started to move into positioned. I winked at Bret and mouthed for him to wait a minute. My back was to Judy and I put up two fingers in front of my chest and motioned first to Bret, and then back to me, then behind me to Judy. Bret’s eyes grew wide as he realized I had just said the two of us were about to fuck my wife.

I was on the floor and Judy started to straddle my cock, all inhibitions were gone at this point and she clearly did not mind riding my cock in front of our two friends. She was straddling my cock facing me and I had her stop and turn around, “no baby reverse cowboy. I want to see Santa’s pole in your ass.”

“Mmmm you are so naughty Santa” Judy purred. She turned around, positioned her tight hole over the tip of my cock, and slowly began too lower herself on it. There was some resistance at first and she had to rise up and lower herself again a few times before her ass relaxed and succumbed to being invaded by my pole, but invaded it did. As soon as she had all 8 inches of my cock buried deep in her bowels she began her trademark posting motion, riding my cock like she was in a saddle, a nice easy post.

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“I’ll send her over.” is the start of the relationship between Jim & Heather and Mary and myself. While it is beneficial to read the first story, I tried to write the sequel as a stand alone. If you would like to watch your wife fuck another guy, this is a story for you. If you don’t, then move on.

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We were wondering how long it would be before we heard from Jim or Heather after Heather had visited us while Jim was out of town. We were hoping that they would be mad at us for fucking her. We didn’t hear anything the next week but on Tues of the following week, Heather called Mary and asked is we would come over to their house on Fri evening for cocktails and appetizers. Mary told Heather that she would have to check with me and get back to her.

We talked about it that evening and about what possible expectations they could have. While I was hesitant, Mary seemed to want to go so I said why not. Secretly, I wondered if our encounter with Heather was a turn on to her.

When I arrived home from work Friday afternoon, Mary was already getting ready. She had just gotten out of the shower and was standing naked in the bathroom brushing her hair. I came up behind her, wrapped my arms around her, and started kissing her on the neck.

“Stop that.” She said as she pushed me away. “You will just have to wait until later to get what you are after.”

I had hoped to get a little before went over to Jim and Heathers but I also understand that it is better when you wait….NOT!

I jumped in the shower. When I came out, Mary was putting on a dress that she normally doesn’t wear out in public. It is very short and while I love to see her wear it, she has always told me that it makes her feel uncomfortable in public.

“I am surprised that you are wearing that dress.” I commented

“I just feel like I need to be more sexy especially around them since they are so young.” She replied. Jim and Heather are in their 20’s while Mary and I are in our early 40’s.

That was fine with me, I thought. Mary has a great body and I love it when other guys check her out.

I got ready and we grabbed a bottle of wine and walked over to Jim and Heather’s house.

We knocked on the door and Jim answered. He seemed genuinely excited that we had come. He took a long look at Mary and then invited us in.

While their home was not as nice as ours, I was impressed with the furnishings and layout. He took our bottle of wine and then led us into the living room. It was a big open space with windows out onto the pool area. Just then, the doorbell rang. Mary looked at me and I just shrugged my shoulders as I didn’t know what to expect. Jim excused himself and went to answer the door. Just then, Heather appeared from around the corner. When I saw her, she took my breath away. She was wearing just a bra, panties, and heals. No, not just a bra, it just lifted her breasts which were exposed. The panties where a tiny pair of T-backs. She came over and greeted us as if she was fully clothed. She didn’t act as if she was virtually nude.

About that time, Jim came into the room with another couple. He introduced them as Bob and Jenny. They were another young couple. Jenny was tall with dark long hair and a gorgeous body. I had often fantasized about a girl like Jenny when I jacked off. It was obvious that Bob worked out. I caught Mary taking a long look at Bob.

Heather grabbed both Mary and Jenny and told them to follow her. Though Jim was talking with me, I couldn’t help but catch a glimpse of Heather’s ass as she led Mary and Jenny down the hall. There is something wonderful about being young.

I learned that Bob works with Jim and we all started to discuss the upcoming college football games. I was so engrossed in the discussion that it surprised me when the girls re-appeared. In fact, I took a double take. Both Jenny and Mary had changed and were now dressed to match Heather. Mary came up to me and asked if I liked the outfit. I was taken back as her breasts and ass where clearly on display for both Jim and Bob. I gave her a quizzical look to which she replied “just relax and enjoy.” bursa escort I must admit that it was a turn-on for Mary to be so exposed for Bob and Jim to see. While Mary is older than Heather and Jenny, I think she has just as great as body.

About that time, the doorbell rang again. Mary looked at me for a moment with a look of panic. I just shrugged my shoulders. Shortly thereafter, Jim returned with yet another young couple, Lance and Sheryl. Both were the same age as Jim and Heather and both were in great shape. Just like before, Heather grabbed Sheryl and the ladies followed.

The guys continued to chat and the girls reappeared. As I expected, Sheryl was now wearing just a bra, t-back panties, and heals. My mind was swirling as it was just amazing for me to look around the room to see all this female flesh.

Jim whistled and the room got quiet. He welcomed everyone. He said that he hoped everyone had a great time and that it was time for the first “event” as he called it. I suspect that the others had experienced this before but I was unsure. He lifted up a bowl and asked the ladies to pull from the bowl. Mary didn’t seem to question it so I had a feeling that Heather had told her what was going on. Each girl drew a piece of paper from the bowl. After they each had drawn, Jim said they could open them. He told them that they couldn’t read it out loud though.

Once they had opened them, the girls all walked over to a guy. May walked over Lance and Jenny walked over to me. While I am not complaining, Mary didn’t even look at me when she walked over to Lance. In fact, she gave him a deep kiss on the lips. I must admit that that made my heart race though I am not sure if it was jealousy or watching her kiss another man.

My attention was drawn back to Jenny as she gave me a big hug and a kiss on the lips. She was such a hot girl yet I was unsure of what was going on. Jenny whispered in my ear that I shouldn’t worry and that she would take care of me. She went on to say that she would do her best to please me any way that I wanted.

Here was this absolutely gorgeous young girl telling me that she would please me any way that I asked and in the back of my mind, all I could think of was that Mary was saying the same thing to Lance.

It was obvious that we had been paired up with another spouse. I did get a chance to make eye contact with Mary and she gave me a nod of approval. It was obvious that she was more comfortable with what was going on at that point then I was.

Jim had been paired with Sheryl. I watched that he whispered something to her. She stepped back and looked at him.

She sat down on the sofa, licked her fingers and started to rub her crotch.

“Are you wanting me to masturbate.” She asked.

“yes.” He responded.

Sheryl leaned back and took off her panties. She was completely shaved. She spread her legs and started to masturbate. Jim sat on the floor in front of her and rubbed her legs.

About that time, Bob said something to Heather and she took her place beside Sheryl and started to masturbate.

“What do you want me to do.” Jenny whispered in my ear. She was gazing hopefully in my eyes.

I saw Mary move to the sofa and start to masturbate just like Heather and Sheryl. Mary wouldn’t make eye contact with me.

Jenny asked me again what I wanted her to do. It was obvious that she felt left out. I was worried that everyone would think that I was a party pooper.

I told Jenny that I wanted her to strip naked and to help Heather come. I was surprised when her face lit up. She stood right in front of me and unclipped her bra. Then she took off her panties but left her heals on.

“Do you approve?” She asked. I could only nod yes, as I realized that she was cleanly shaved.

She went over to Heather, bent down, and started to kiss her. What a sight. I was already hard. The sight of Jenny’s ass and her kissing Heather was almost too much for me. I had almost forgotten about Mary. I started to rub myself through my shorts. When I looked at Mary, she had her eyes closed and was feverously stroking her clit. escort bayan

“Heather, stop stoking yourself.” Bob said.

“No, I want to come.” Responded Heather.

“Heather, I told you to stop. Now get up and stand in front of me.” Bob said.

With a frown on her face, Heather obediently got up and moved in front of Bob.

“Remove your bra and panties and bend over in front of me.” Bob said.

Obediently, Heather removed her bra and panties and then bent over in front of Bob.

“Hey guys, take a look at this pussy.” Bob said as he ran his hand over Heather’s ass. We all couldn’t believe how good it looked.

Since Heather had gotten up, Jenny returned to me with a “what do you want me to do now” look.

“I want you to lick Mary’s pussy.” I said. Seeing another girl lick Mary has always been one of my fantasies.

Without hesitation, Jenny knelt on the floor and started to kiss Mary’s thighs. Lance told Mary to stop masturbating. Jenny started to lick Mary’s clit. Mary kept her eyes closed. It wasn’t long before Mary started to move her hips to meet Jenny’s tongue. It was obvious that Mary was in her own little world.

Jim told Sheryl to stop masturbating because he needed a blow job. While Sheryl wasn’t pleased that she didn’t get to cum yet, she got off the couch and knelt in front of Jim. She pulled his pants down and attacked his cock. It was obvious that she was an experienced cocksucker.

Lance had seen enough of the Mary and Jenny action. He dropped his pants to reveal a very thick cock. About the same length as mine but much thicker.

“Mary, get over here and suck my cock.” Lance commanded. Mary ignored him as Jenny was lapping at her clit.

“NOW.” Lance commanded.

That got Mary’s attention and she got up and knelt in front of Lance. She wrapped her hands around his cock. First she kissed it and then she put it in her mouth. Jenny knelt in front of me and freed my cock. Jenny took my cock in her mouth. Mary looked at me with Lance’s cock in her mouth. I had never seen that look in her eyes but it was obvious that she was enjoying herself.

Lance put his hands around her head and was forcing his cock into her mouth. Mary offered no resistance.

While Lance was big before, with Mary working on sucking his cock, he grew even larger. After a short period of time, Lance pulled Mary off his cock and laid her down on the ground. He told Mary to climb on his cock. Without hesitation, Mary positioned herself over his cock. Slowly she lowered herself onto it. It took a little while for her to get it all of his cock inside of her but it was obvious that she was enjoying herself.

I moved around so that I could get a better angle as seeing Mary riding Lance’s massive cock.

Lance saw me. “Does it turn you on seeing Mary riding me?” he asked. He went on to say that it turned him on to watch Sheryl getting fuck by another guy. I didn’t know what to say. My cock was so hard but I must admit that I was a little jealous since his cock was so big.

Jenny sensed that I was in turmoil. She whispered in my ear that it was OK and that she would make me feel better.

Jenny released my cock and moved in front of me. She bent over and grabbed her ankles.

“Fuck me any way you want to.” Jenny said.

Not even thinking, I guided my cock to her pussy. She was so wet that it slipped right in. She started to move so I grabbed her hips and started to slowly fuck her.

I could see that Bob was watching us and I wondered if he felt the same way I did in watching another man fuck his wife.

Jenny’s pussy felt so wet and tight, I had almost forgotten what a young pussy felt like. I tried to focus on Jenny, but all I could think about was Lance fucking Mary.

I saw Lance whisper in something in Mary’s ear as he fucked her. He then stopped but Mary obviously wanted more as she kept bucking her hips.

“Say it.” I heard Lance say.

Mary shook her head no. Lance lifted Mary off his cock and held her above it.

“Lance wants me to experience his cock in my pussy and another altıparmak escort cock in my ass. Who wants to fuck my ass?” she asked. It was obvious that she didn’t want to say it but was so horny she had to.

Before I could process it, Jim said he would love to and moved to Mary. I couldn’t help but wonder if this was a set up.

Jim put some lube on his cock and scooted up behind Mary. Lance held her down to his chest so her asshole was more exposed. While Mary would occasionally allow me anal sex, she had never had two cocks at the same time.

I had almost stopped fucking Jenny as I watched as Jim put the tip of his cock on Mary’s asshole. He took hold of her hips and slowly pushed forward. Mary didn’t offer any resistance. Mary let out a moan as Jim pushed past her sphincter. Jim kept moving forward until his cock was fully in Mary’s ass.

“Does watching two young guys fuck you wife turn you on?” asked Jenny. I didn’t respond.

Jenny reached around and took hold of my cock. She moved forward and it popped out of her pussy. She then put the tip of my cock on her asshole.

“It is OK to fuck my ass while Jim fucks your wife’s ass. Take it.” Jenny said.

Jenny pushed back until my cock penetrated her asshole. She started to move her hips obviously wanting more.

I watched as Jim and Lance both fucked Mary. At first, they fucked her slowly but then they picked up the pace. Soon, they were both fucking my wife with abandon. Mary seemed to be in her own little world.

I was awakened back to realty when Jenny told me to “Fuck my ass hard. I want to cum on your cock.”

I don’t know what got into me but I grabbed her hips and slammed her back into my hard cock. She left out a primal sound. I decided that if Mary was enjoying being fucked by two young studs then I could fuck Jenny with abandon.

“Tell me what you want.” I commanded Jenny

“Fuck me hard and any way you want.” Jenny responded.

I kept fucking her ass as hard as I could. She stood there with feet apart holding her ankles and loving every minute of it.

I looked over and Bob gave me the thumbs up. “Isn’t she a little slut?” He said. I could only nod “yes”.

Mary let out a scream as she started to cum. It was obvious that she was experiencing wave after wave of orgasms. I could see that Jim’s ass tightened and knew that he was going to come in her ass. He let out a howl and started to quiver. That was all it took for Lance to start to come.

As they dismounted Mary, I could see cum dripping from her ass and pussy. Mary rolled over on her side and looked me in the eyes as I was fucking Jenny. All kind of emotions were running through my head but I just wanted to cum.

I could feel Jenny starting to cum. “He is fucking my ass and I am going to cum.” She said to her husband. He didn’t respond. Jenny started to cum with me fucking her ass. I didn’t let up until she went limp.

I was just about to cum. “Jenny, I want to cum in your mouth, I commanded.”

Jenny pulled off me and turned and put her mouth at the tip of my cock. I could believe that I was looking at this young girl and she was going to willing accept my seed. I stroked myself. As I started to cum on Jenny, Mary jumped in and took some of my cum in her mouth. Once I was drained, Mary and Jenny started to kiss and lick my cum off each other’s faces.

I have never seen anything as erotic.

After each of the girls and guys had cum, we each took a seat. At first, I was going to sit with Mary but Jim corrected me and pointed me to Jenny.

After a while, everyone got up and started to mingle. Mary approached me and I could tell that she was apprehensive.

“Did you have a good time?” I asked. Mary looked down at the floor and didn’t answer.

“Did you have a good time?” I repeated. Mary looked up into my eyes and nodded “yes”.

“I have never cum so hard and often in my life.” She said. I don’t want you to feel jealous but it felt so good to have two cocks in me.

I am not jealous at all, I explain. In fact, it was a turn on to see you take two young cocks at the same time, I explained. Plus, I got to fuck Jenny who has one heck of a pussy and ass, I said.

Walking home that night, we both wondered what the next time would be like. That night as we walked home, we could help wonder if Jim and Heather would ask us to another party.

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\\Author’s note: If you saw the category(or the tags), you know where this is ultimately going. However, this story delves into some heavy subject matter along the way. The setup is intense, but so is the payoff. The underlying theme to all of this is something that I think a lot of Lit readers can identify with, so hopefully you’ll give this a chance.

This story is dedicated to my good friend Noa. Miss you, hun.\\

Monday

“Hey!”

Robin looked up from her desk. She deliberately raised her eyebrows further than necessary to convey her dislike, as Mike leaned into her cubicle. While he wasn’t intruding on her personal space, per se, he was definitely toeing the line while also putting himself in a position to stare down at her and down her shirt. He was trying to take the power position, leaning too far over her for comfort.

Not that her comfort would be at the forefront of his consciousness.

With practiced professionalism and a sigh she could barely contain, Robin weaponised her body: first by shifting her shoulders backwards, and second by pushing out her chest. It drew her blouse higher and tighter so there was less slack near the middle. She was adept at manipulating body language. She looked at him, over the rim of her glasses, and said, “Yes?”

“Oh!” Mike said, startled like he’d lost track of his purpose. He jerked a thumb over his shoulder. “They’re starting to gather in the training room! Are you coming?”

“I’ll be there in a minute, ” Robin said, smiling patiently. “Thank you, Mike.”

Mike bounded off with a smile, and she shook her head.

As the HR manager, Robin was responsible for planning and executing almost all of the office events; this one was no different. She’d bought the cake. She’d bought the card, and secretly carried it around the office to make sure it got all the signatures. She’d been the one behind the camera taking the video footage of people saying goodbye. She knew very well when the party started.

Once she had finished her email, she stood and smoothed out her skirt. It always took some finessing, and sometimes a little tugging on the hemline, to get it back into the right position. The way her hips moved when she sat caused her tighter skirts to ride up, or bunch, and this skirt was most definitely one of the tighter ones.

“All my girls with hips,” she mumbled to herself, “lemme hear from ya.”

She stepped back into her heels, which she never wore while sitting at her desk, and composed herself.

The training room was just down the hall from her cubicle, and the voices she heard while still only halfway there said quite a few people had knocked off early for the day and wandered down to eat. That was always the case. It was usually the same group too. The ones who looked for any excuse to sit in on meetings they weren’t needed in, especially if there was the chance of food, were also the ones more practiced at looking busy than at actually doing any work. When she turned the corner, none of the faces were a surprise.

Robin busied herself with the preparations, pulling plates and forks and knives from the cabinets. She made a mental note to herself that, once again, all these items had been taken from the second-highest shelf, the highest one she could reach in the heels, to the lowest shelf. She’d moved them several times to different areas in the neighboring break room, but in the end they were always put back low, where she had to bend over or squat. She had her suspicions about the persons involved, but her petitions to restrict access had fallen on deaf ears.

In due time, the training room filled up around her while she hung some last minute decorations. Right on time, which is to say five minutes late, the guest of honor arrived to a long round of applause. Bill, CEO and owner of Koenig Magnetics, a man whose family had started the business three generations before, was retiring.

He was a pompous ass.

Robin smiled and clapped at the appropriate moments, when the assembled group was sufficiently awed by his showmanship, but she’d been his executive assistant for a number of years and did not miss the touching. It had never quite descended to groping, but hands on her shoulder and upper back were so common she’d almost stopped twitching by the time a position had opened up in another department, and that was a bad sign. He was not a threat to her, but his natural charisma and gregarious interpersonal style relied on a lot of touching and close proximity.

As the party went on, Robin deftly worked her way around the room in an effort to stay away from him. He wasn’t the only one she avoided, but his impending retirement had burst the dam wide open and he was hugging people left and right.

There were two small groups of women in the back, and she stopped to check in with them. The conversation with both was the same. They looked nervous, and she had no news for them. She tried to give them hope but couldn’t bursa eskort be sure if any of them bought it, least of all herself.

A hand on her elbow broke her concentration, and she twitched away from it.

“Hey,” Mike said, handing her a plate with a slice of cake on it. “This all turned out really great!”

“Thanks,” she replied, having little recourse but to accept the plate. “I wish that organizing these things wasn’t such a large portion of my job, but it’s good to know that I’m doing it well.”

“Have you heard much about the new honcho?”

Robin shook her head. “I think I saw her touring the building a couple weeks ago, but Bill was keeping her at a brisk pace. She didn’t stop or meet anyone for more than a few seconds, as far as I saw.”

Bill’s daughter, Turner, was taking over for him, and she was mostly an unknown quantity.

“I’ve seen that kind of thing before,” one of the engineers, Jerry, said, leaning over to contribute. “Bill’s hiding something. They blew through one of our meetings, showed her the two designs we’re working on for Fairvine, and whisked her off to something else. That was three weeks ago, and I ain’t seen either one of them since.”

“What do you think she’s hiding?” Mike asked eagerly. He was as bad a gossip as any woman she’d ever known.

Gail from Finance, who had been talking to Jerry, turned toward the rest of them and leaned in. “More like where would she start? The woman’s a walking mystery.”

Robin saw the light at the end of the tunnel. A little more involvement from others and she could extricate herself completely. She took one discreet step back and then another, but Mike reached out and touched her arm again.

“Oh that’s right,” he said, as he held her elbow. “Alex T. was looking for you. Did he find you?”

“When?” She took a step away before stopping, and folded her arms together.

“I dunno,” he said, recoiling. “Twenty minutes ago?”

“What did he want me for?”

“I dunno.”

“Was it important?”

“I dunno!”

Robin was almost glad for the opportunity to leave the party, but the only times the plant supervisor wanted her was either as a witness for someone being written up or a jobsite injury. She set down the plate and the cake, still untouched, and strode back to her desk. It was impossible to miss, when she turned the corner into her cubicle to grab her safety glasses, that Mike had partially followed her out into the hall and was pretending to not be staring at her backside.

***

Robin took off her glasses and pinched her nose. “This is the third time,” she groaned, “in less than a year.”

“What do you want me to tell you?” the large man asked, gruffly, as he leaned back and knitted his fingers together behind his head. “The signage is very clear. In the past, we’d go years without this happening. Not once.”

“So what changed? What’s the difference?”

“The difference,” he said, sitting forward and raising his voice, “is that we had better operators! We had guys here forty years doing this, and they weren’t a bunch of goddamn pansies like these kids I get handed to me now!”

Yelling was his default response when he didn’t want to be questioned.

“Alex,” she said, planting her elbow on the desk and leaning, “those guys used to work hurt. That’s not good! That’s not better! A lot of them had to have surgery to fix repetitive motion injuries, and we had to pay! We’re trying to avoid that, too!”

Alex threw up his hands and glared at her. “What do you want me to tell you?”

“I want you to tell me that you’ll look into it! Why do these guys keep hurting their backs?”

“I’ll look into it,” he snarled, as he stood up.

“Thank you, Alex,” she called, as he stormed out of her cubicle mumbling under his breath.

The second Alex turned the corner and headed into the plant, Mike snuck into her cubicle with a grin on his face, but Robin didn’t see him until he sat down on her desk. She twitched when she noticed him, and he snickered at her surprise.

“Whoa there, little lady.”

Mmmmmm.

“Mike,” she said slowly, but he interrupted her before she could go any farther.

“I know, I know. It’s just hilarious when you get spooked. You have the funniest reaction.”

Her eyes rapidly darted around the desk in front of her, trying to find something to focus on, but he was inside her space. She made a mental note to light a candle when she was done, as that was always soothing.

“What can I do for you, Mike?” She hoped that repeating his name would add some kind of gravitas, but he shrugged as he chewed a forkful of cake.

“Just… came in to chat.” He ate another bite, and then twisted to stare down at her. She could feel his eyes on her. “Do anything interesting over the weekend?”

“Nothing worth writing home about,” she said, as she tried to focus on her computer. She had, but she wasn’t going to tell him about it.

I görükle escort bet he would love it if you did. Mike seems like the type who’d be into watching what you get up to when you’re alone.

Robin was so busy trying to quiet her inner voice that she didn’t notice Mike reaching over until his fingers were in her hair.

“That gray streak just gets bigger and bigger, doesn’t it,” he said, curling two fingers under a few of the colorless strands that ran down the left side of her face.

She shied away from him and smiled tightly. “Lucky me, right?”

“No, the whole ‘early gray’ thing looks really good on you! Gives you, like, a sexy librarian vibe.”

I bet if you bent over your desk right now, he wouldn’t even hesitate. He’d get right behind you, grab a fistful of that hair he likes so much, and—

“Mike,” she said, with practiced patience. “We talked about this.”

“It was a compliment!”

“It’s not a compliment, Mike. It’s harassment, and if you’d like—”

Is it harassment if you love it?

“—we can sit down with Dave again? Have another talk about what are and aren’t appropriate conversation topics?”

Mike rolled his eyes and got up off her desk. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry.”

She pressed her lips into a thin line and nodded.

“Speaking of inappropriate, how is that whole thing with Carl Davis going?”

Robin took a long, slow breath. Her blood had already been near to boiling. “It’s a private matter, Mike. You wouldn’t like it if we talked about your personal life.”

“Actually,” he said, with a cocky tilt to his head, “I’d be thrilled if everyone here was talking about my sex life.” Then he gave her a meaningful raise of his eyebrows, and her skin started to crawl.

Fortunately, he walked off toward his office before she had to respond. He was clearly implying a sex life with her, and if she had responded he would have turned pointing that out into some kind of innuendo or implied interest on her part. She uncrossed and recrossed her legs under her desk, and savored the way that squeezing her thighs and her core relieved a little bit of the tension.

Not enough though. Maybe try recrossing them again? A little slower this time?

She turned her head toward the open space between the cubicle walls that was ostensibly her ‘door’, and listened carefully. The quiet sounds of typing, and distant voices answering phones. Her part of the office was less occupied than it had been a decade or two earlier, as computers had made more than a few positions redundant, and that meant that although her cubicle wasn’t very large, she did enjoy some privacy. She slid her chair forward, reclined just a little, and bit her lip hard. She tried not to think about what was going on under the desk, but that was difficult at the best of times.

That’s right. Spread your legs for him. Spread them nice and wide. Show him what a slut you are.

She planted her bare, pointed toes down into the carpet, knees forming a nice, clean angle, and let her cream, knee-length skirt slide back little by little. She swallowed hard, trying to stay as quiet as possible so she could make sure no one approached her unnoticed as she hooked her middle and ring fingers under her panties and pulled them to the side.

Show him how wet you are. Show him how turned on you are.

She couldn’t stop the whimpers as she worked her index finger in tiny circles over her clit. For a moment she considered pulling up a video on Youtube to mask her whining, but it occurred to her that it could also mask the sound of anyone walking in her direction. Instead, one-handed, she started composing an email to the department head of Purchasing to pester her about late employee reviews, and the necessity of doing them on time with regards to their upcoming ISO audit.

Who cares? Get caught. Then it won’t just be him that knows. All of them will know. How great would that feel? If they all knew what you do when you’re up here? When you’re all alone?

Her finger was a blur, but it wasn’t fast enough so she started using her whole arm. If someone walked around the edge of her cubicle, she wouldn’t have been able to hide that much motion.

Let’s be honest. You don’t want to hide it.

The realization that she both did and didn’t want to hide how often she masturbated in her office pushed her into frenzied territory. She quickly clamped her legs together, trapping her hand in place, and squeezed until her face was red from the effort. After years of practice, she’d found ways to keep her orgasms quiet, and the thought of coming so close to being found out was incredibly tempting.

She knew exactly who she wanted to find her too.

It was hard to make her body stop shuddering as she slowly centered her panties again, and started shimmying the skirt back into place. Her breathing hitched every few seconds as her chest convulsed, and she again resorted to squeezing bursa yabancı escort her thighs together to try and compose herself. She counted off in sets of ten, released, and then squeezed again for another set. By the time she got to fifty, she felt better. The email she’d written was solid as well. A few typos, but that just took a second to fix and then it was off.

She settled into her chair again, adjusting to sit more comfortably, when a very quiet sound out in the hallway got her attention. Not enough time had passed. She couldn’t be sure someone hadn’t overheard her, so the first reaction was pure panic. She leaned forward, trying to peer around the corner. When she heard the sound again she knew she wasn’t leaning far enough so she stood up, stepped into her heels again, and walked around her desk.

“Maddie?” she said, when she recognized the younger woman. “Are you okay?”

Maddie’s eyes were red, and she shook her head. “M-Mrs. Davis called me again.”

Robin held out her arm, herded the tear-stricken woman into one of the unused executive conference rooms, locked the door, and brought her around to the far side of the room. Then she grabbed a bottle of water from the mini-fridge, closed the blinds, and sat down next to her. “Here,” she said, offering the bottle. “Take a sip.”

Maddie had to hold the bottle with both hands, and even then the shaking caused her to spill a few drops.

“You said Mrs. Davis called you?”

The blonde nodded. Despite the fact that she was nearly six feet tall, she looked tiny in the high-back chair. “He told me he was divorced,” she said, as she set the bottle down. “Carl told me she had moved out. I keep trying to tell her that, but sh-she… She…”

Robin looked at the clock briefly, frowned, and pulled her phone out of her bra. “I’m sorry, I just need to let someone know I’m going to be late.”

“Oh no,” she sobbed. “No no, don’t… you can’t…”

Robin shook her head and smiled. “It’s just a friend, and… for this? He’ll understand. I promise.”

“She told me she was going to get me fired!”

Robin slipped her phone back in her bra and took the sobbing girl’s hands in a tight grasp. “She doesn’t have that power. Even if he wanted to, Mr. Davis doesn’t have that power either.”

“I need this job! I’m-I’m new! I can’t—I don’t have anyone else I can talk to about this! My parents would disown me if they-if they-if they knew I was a home… a-a homewre…”

Robin just held her hands, smiling softly, and waited patiently for the hysterics to pass. When she thought the young woman was calm enough for it, she said, “Maddie, that’s not going to happen. He manipulated you. You’re the victim here.”

Maddie nodded slowly, her eyes red and her cheeks tear-stained.

“Do you think you can tell me about the phone call?”

Maddie shuddered, and shook her head in disbelief. “How is this my life?”

“Maddie,” she said, a bit more insistently, “I’m sorry to push you like this, but I need you to tell me about the phone call while it’s still fresh in your mind, okay? I need to document every interaction between you and Mr. Davis, and you and Mrs. Davis.”

Maddie looked down at her hands, defeated, and nodded.

***

The clock on her microwave read eight thirty-two when Robin shuffled into her apartment and leaned back against the closed door. Between consoling the newest hire in the Shipping department, getting the whole story out of her, and adding the event and her notes to her ever-growing dossier on the matter, her entire evening had slipped away.

Her orange tabby, Boudicca, sauntered across the counter, and rammed her head into Robin’s upper arm, but allowed her only a few seconds of returned affection before the warrior-queen of the Celts returned to her unending vigil. Robin dropped her heels near the door and slung her purse into the chair. She moved like a zombie, mind exhausted, to her laptop on the desk in the corner. Articles of clothing fell away behind her, until she was naked in front of the computer.

She thought a good throatfucking might work.

She had never gone for self-bondage. The idea of tying up her breasts just for the feel of it was lost on her, and clothespins on her nipples did nothing except hurt. Robin did not have much of a pure pain response, but as she stared at the woman hog-tied on her screen she felt the call of it all the same. She had rope and clothespins, and many other assorted bits, for exactly this reason. She paused the video just after it started, staring hard at the ropework to see if it was something she could replicate herself.

After she determined she couldn’t, she ducked her head down and brought her left breast up to her tongue. Nothing she could do herself got her nipples harder than licking them, and the clothespins were so much more exquisite when her nipples were hard. The drawer next to her desk was a mess of loose toys and paraphernalia, but it only took a little blind rooting around while she licked and sucked to come back up with two of the wooden toys. She attached one, and then the other, and hissed as she leaned back down to find one of her dildos. Her body drifted into the moment as she resumed the video.

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‘Twas the week before Christmas…

This really wasn’t like me. I can feel my cheeks glowing again just thinking about it. It’s like someone else took me over that day. Saying what I said, doing what I did….it’s not that I regret it, and nobody got hurt, eh?

In fact, it helped me get through that Christmas, and to get my head together into the new year. So, it was a positive thing. But it was a strange day all round.

Brief as I can, this is me – I work at home, I’m a writer. Sometimes that means putting the final touches to a novel — optimistically. Sometimes it means doing a travel piece for an airline magazine — without ever going to the destination — just to pay some bills. Google Earth and Wikipedia have helped put food on the table more than once.

6 months ago the father of my child tells me he’s leaving. No real explanation, but I s’pose I could see it coming. So me and Hanna are rolling around a house with less furniture than before, and a nagging hollow in our lives. But we’re a team, we get on with it all.

And now it’s coming up to Christmas, and via txt he drops this bomb — ‘Hanna with me xmas day? we goin to my mums. Nxt year with you, ok’

Hmm. My world went silent. Silent and cold.

He never was a particularly eloquent engineer of the written word.

I spoke to Hanna; and after a lot of tears and hugging, she confessed that yes, she wanted to go. Fucking daughters and their fathers. I s’pose at her age I would done the same thing. Damn it hit me hard though.

So — not only did I have the task of trying to make our girls-only Christmas the best ever, but now I had to get it organised quicker too. Our day, would be Christmas Eve.

I imagine you’re the same as me — some things you gotta go to a real shop for, but nowadays Amazon and Ebay make shopping sooo much easier. I was madly ordering stuff daily, from new twinkly lights, to the full size bike I knew she needed. When did bikes get so expensive? The credit card seemed to wince with every purchase. All that e-commerce meant almost daily deliveries arriving too.

Like I said, I work at home; thank you cable internet. So being around for all the random package arrivals was no problem, aside from the odd tricky moment when you’re in the shower. Or, I’m slightly ashamed to admit, once when you’re having a midday private test with a toy you’ve bought as a guilty treat. Hey, some people take coffee breaks, that day I had a ‘me’ break, ok?

Then, on December the 23nd, I got the most amazing, game changing email. Months before, a big publisher had sounded me out about a job, and I gathered my skirts and put on a good show. But I wasn’t holding my breath, y’know? They’d just pick a ‘name’ as usual, and promise to keep me on file. Blaa blaa.

The subject line read ‘Welcome on board.’ Scanning through my daily influx of junk nonsense, I almost missed it. Good job I was intrigued. The body copy started, ‘Regarding the autobiography of **** ******, we confirm that we would like to engage you for the project. As agreed, the daily expenses for prior research/interviews will be…..’

I stopped reading, and just sat open mouthed. Then a sound started to come out of me, a whimper at first, building into a full blown scream. I stood, my arms up finishing in two devil-horn gestures.

I’d been picked to ghost-write the autobiography of a major, major footballer. I was gonna be freakin’ rich! Well, pretty comfortable for a while. His name was enough to guarantee good sales, so as long as I did a decent job — and hell I would — then commissions should come in off the back of it. To say I was ecstatic was to not do it justice.

So, can you see how that day suddenly became a little different? How you might be excused for, say, going off the rails just a bit?

I had two 500 word film reviews to finish, and it was only 10.30 am, but I couldn’t stop myself — I was almost dancing around under the Christmas decorations. A smile was glued to my face.

Even though I’d been absorbed in planning and buying all the gifts and festive fayre, I hadn’t felt that jolly, to be honest. The thought of being alone on the actual day was quietly killing me. But now I felt overjoyed, even optimistic. It might only last a short while, but it had turned into the biggest day of my career, so screw it! I went off to the fridge and opened a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc that had sat in there for a week.

My routine generally was to get coffee first thing, and let it do it’s work while bustling about getting Hanna ready and finally off to school. Then check the laptop, but not to really touch the thing. Because a shower and real clothes were next — homeworker + no routine = a slob.

As I said, that day I’d been hit by a brilliant tornado called ‘Joy’, so I enjoyed a glass of crisp wine, and luxuriated in my t shirt and dressing gown still. A little kağıthane escort decadence, before the hard work on the book started. I will admit, I even started singing Christmas songs while bouncing around. The blinds were shut, who cares? The first glass seemed to disappear, so I refilled it. It had been a shitty year; I deserved that day.

The second glass is going down well, and I’d moved onto torch songs by Queen. Top of my voice. Then, the doorbell goes.

Shit. I pride myself in answering the door looking like a sane lady, so no one can snigger to their buddies about the ‘loose woman’ at number 12. And certainly not the neighbours, half of whom I’m sure think I live off welfare benefits — you know; no man around, young kid, doesn’t leave to go to a job. The bell rings again. Oh fuck.

Putting the glass down, I tidy and tuck myself together as best I can in the mirror. After a deep breath, I walk to the front door.

Flicking the locks, I half open it and look out. Oh no, it’s him. Of course, it had to be him.

With all the extra deliveries coming up to Christmas, most of the couriers had taken on temporary staff to deal with the rush. And this new guy had been a regular at my door for the last couple of weeks. Jeez, he was take-your-breath-away-gorgeous.

Because he was rocking up to my house every couple of days it seemed, of course you get familiar. You talk, end up knowing a little bit about each other. That’s natural, and polite. Was I a touch too eager with him? Maybe….having a young beautiful man on your doorstep regularly, who’s oh so eager to help, was a treat; Ok? I’ll freely admit it. Every time he handed over another package, his smiling face mouthed something about signing the dumb little electronic device…..but I was just looking at his lips. A few bits of stubble, he was probably too young to grow anything fuller. But rosy, happy lips, brought out even more with the nip in the air. Always like he was truly pleased to see you…..probably he was relieved I was in, so at least another successful delivery was crossed off his busy schedule. But he made that smile feel like it was just for me.

And the fingers. Beautiful. Everytime he handed me a parcel I made sure my hand brushed against them — they were long and fine, like a pianist. Sorry about the schoolgirl gushing, but it’d been a while, yeah?

My final piece of defence, your honour, is he’d told me that he was only on a one month contract. After the last delivery on Christmas Eve, he was gone, I’d never see him again. Outta town, maybe out the country. Curse the young for their freedom.

So, that morning, he stares at me a little startled. I had bed hair, and a fluffy dressing gown on, not my regulation jeans and baggy sweat top. He got over himself swiftly, offering, ‘Mrs Pittman, good morning! Christmas is one day away!’

Yep, he could read address labels, he knew my name, but not my new title. And he had manners, but obviously recognised a half dressed woman when he saw one. I never did find out his name by the way.

Then he smiled at me. Bastard….I was high on emotion that day, and his smile knocked me even further off axis than I was already. It was chilly, but maybe because he’d be in and out of the van all day, he only wore the company shirt on top. Like I was coming out of hibernation, I groggily lifted my eyes up to his and said, ‘Well, for some of us Christmas is tomorrow. But hey, let’s not go into that – how are you?’

‘I’m great ma’am, but jeez it’s colder than I thought,’ he laughed. He wore a scarf around his neck, with ‘Noel’ embroidered many times into it. I watched his breath linger in the air. ‘Got two packages for you today, one’s pretty big, hold on a sec.’ He went to the van, and slid open the door. As he walked away, I stared at the jeans cradling his butt. Damn, this boy just got better and better.

He brought back a small carton first, maybe the whisky taster set for my Mum (don’t ask); then went and struggled to free a huge item from within. Oh, Hanna’s bike, thank the lord. I admit I simply took in the contortions and images of his body from the doorstep.

Manfully, he brought it to my door, and not letting go said, ‘Can I bring this in for you, it’s a little cumbersome, y’know?’

Look, my blood was running hotter than usual now….I was feeling like that day was destined to be my private happy day — does that explain it a little more?

‘Oh that would be lovely, just bring it through to the living room, that’s where I’m gonna try and wrap it.’

He rotates the long package sideways to fit into the corridor, and strides into my house, with me directing him verbally as he goes. Without thinking, I close the front door behind us.

He’s dutifully stood in my lounge near the sparkly tree, and after scanning around, I tell him the best spot to put it şişli escort down. We smile at each other, a job well done, and he says, ‘Oh, sorry Mrs Pittman, just gotta go get the signature machine from the van.’

Remember, I was past normal by now.

‘It’s Ms Pittman, yeah? And seeing as you’re here more than my cat, I think you can call me Angie.’

He stopped, and looked at me a touch unsure. ‘Er, ok, Angie. I just need your signature for the system, yeah?’

‘Sure.’

He smiled at me again — maybe that was when my mind finally snapped — and started to move past me to the door. Unconsciously I raised a hand to his chest, and slid it under the scarf. He stopped close in front of me, my fingertips resting on the few wispy curls above the final button. I’ll never understand how this came out of my mouth, but I looked up and said, ‘Perhaps, you could stay for a while?’

He just looked into me, dumbstruck. Eventually came, ‘Um, well….er….Mrs….’

I was so far into my femme fatale weirdness by now, that I threw off my prior self like an old coat. I reached up and placed my finger on his faltering mouth. ‘It’s Angie, like I said. I know this is a little weird, but I think all my parcels are here now, and I’ve had some good news today. So, I feel like celebrating, y’know?’

At that my other hand loosened my robe so it fell open. The t shirt was an old one that had shrunk in the wash, so it clung to my chest, and finished high above my bare pussy.

His wide eyes cast down me, taking the offer in. Poor lamb, I don’t think he signed up to his seasonal job thinking he’d have to deal with this.

His mouth moved a few times, but no sound came out. At last, still staring at my pubes, he was just about able to form a sentence. ‘Mrs….Angie, it’s Christmas….er, I’ve got so many drop off’s to make….and,’ At this point he swallowed and looked into my eyes again. ‘And I’m sure it’s against the rules.’

I smiled at first, then let out a soft laugh. I raised my mouth nearer his ear, ‘Today, Santa’s little helper, fuck the rules. I don’t want you for long, I just want you inside me.’

I flashed my sweetest cheeky grin, and simply turned and led him out by the shirt. I didn’t want any more negotiation. To be honest I was so freaked by what I’d just said, I probably couldn’t keep this act up unless I toughed it out, and quickly.

I’d shrugged off the robe, and as I climbed the stairs with my prize in tow, I could almost feel his eyes burning into my ass cheeks. Yeah I’ve got a young daughter, but I still work on looking good. Even more so after Mr Dickhead waltzed off. So I was pretty sure Courier Boy was getting a decent view. We reached the landing, and I led him into the bedroom.

Not wanting to turn this into a farce, I didn’t throw him on the bed. Instead I motioned with my hand and said, ‘Lie down.’ Coming forward, I loosened his scarf, and dropped it on the floor.

I’ll never know if he was secretly into this ‘dominant MILF’ thing (and I’ve never ever tried to be dominant before), or he was just petrified….but bless him climbed onto the bed.

To get what I wanted, I just knew that I had to throw everything out the window, and tell him what to do.

Our time would be brief, so I left my t shirt on, and placed a knee on the bed next to his shoulder. I threw the other knee over him, so my mound was above his face. Looking down at his appreciative eyes, I held onto the headboard, and lowered my lips down to him. ‘Lick me,’ I said.

By now he was either resigned to his fate or he was starting to enjoy himself — because he lent up a little and traced the tip of his nose across and down my lips, then back up to my clit. I’m pretty sure that’s when my first drip fell on him. Jeez, my body had waited far too long for a moment like this. To feel someone else’s touch again, to not be in manual control of every move.

His warm tongue reached out and touched me, gently caressing my folds. I let out a little cry, and gripped the headboard tightly for a second. He massaged me, explored my flesh. Then he snaked that muscular tongue up inside me, pushing until his chin was hard against me. He held firm, licking up deep into me. Stronger moans came from deep in my chest, and his smeared face dug into my skin.

Withdrawing his tongue, he must have discovered some boldness, because I felt his hands on my ass, gliding over the curves at first, then at last gripping my cheeks down onto his face. Finally, he traced his tip over my clit.

Pangs of electricity burst out inside me. My legs nearly gave up, and I must have uttered a noise that sounded as if I was in pain. Far from it; I was lost in raw pleasure.

Aware that I was tender, he lapped away at my bud lightly, the waves rolling up and down with his motion. My eyes were shut tight, as were my fists on my anchor point. He kept fındıkzade escort sweetly doing what he was doing, but making sure my little nerve centre got the licks and flicks it was craving. Soon — almost too soon – I could feel a very long overdue man-induced orgasm start to build.

I let him carry on pleasuring me for as long as I could take, then pulled my hips up and away from him, my thighs trembling slightly. ‘Stop.’ I said.

Poor lad, he looked at my glowing face and started to say, ‘But….’

I put my finger to his lips before he could utter another word. ‘Sssh. Just do as I say.’

I gingerly put a foot on the floor, hoping my muscles would work, and levered myself up. ‘Move over, it’s my turn to lie down’

He obliged, and my back down descended onto the soft bed spread. Breathing deeply, I relaxed my thighs so they were spread wide, my bent knees out at right angles to my torso. Some women cum easier on top, or on all fours. I love the sensation of a man above me, pleasing himself inside whilst grinding down onto my clit. I get off on the size and weight of a man’s body covering me, taking me.

He was staring at my body, laid out for him. I had to say, ‘I think it’s time to get your cock out now.’

He snapped back into reality, half-mouthed a ‘Sorry,’ at me, then proceeded to lose his boots, jeans, shorts and shirt in a faster time than I thought possible. He knelt on the bed between my legs, his cock pulsing, almost pointing up at the ceiling.

I drank this gorgeous sight in for a few moments, and my fingers voluntarily sought out my nipples. Rolling and pinching them through the thin cotton, I looked into his eyes and murmured, ‘Fuck me.’

His reticence had all gone. He lurched forward, placing his palms above and either side of my head. His hot smooth cockhead nestled against my lips, and with a few sways of his hips, he’d covered it in my juice. I reached a hand down between us, and held his shaft. God it felt good; but this was not the time to linger — I guided it down to the right spot, and fed the tip inside.

He needed no instruction, and pushed into me. In one move, he slid his entire length upwards til it rested against my deepest flesh. The feeling of a cock within me at last almost pushed me over the edge. Being opened up, having a warm, hard human being inside me was heaven.

My muscles gripped him, and even he gasped. His balls rested against my ass, and he relaxed down onto his elbows. His chest was against mine, our hips locked together. He slowly pulled back his cock, almost so he left me; then thrust forward.

I cried out, and gripped the bed spread tight in my fists. His rhythm was strong but not frantic. Again and again, sliding back so only his tip was in me, then powering into me full. Little twists of his hips just drove my clit even wilder, and I knew I would not last much longer.

I started to buck against him, milking every last sensation from his motion. For better purchase, I wrapped my legs around his back. Everytime he rocked forward a groan came from the back of my throat, and I reached my hand behind his head. I gripped a handful of hair, and made him look into my eyes. It was hard to speak, but I just about managed an audible, ‘I want you to cum. Just use me.’

At that he upped his speed, using my inner flesh to bring himself to climax. My body tensed under him, then all my pent up sensation burst in one huge release. Then another, and another. I was shuddering, and spasming tight onto his cock. That’s when he arched his head back, drove hard into me, and let out a strangled growl. I felt him erupt deep inside.

I still had hold of his hair, and as we panted, I pulled his mouth down onto mine. We kissed with a hunger, and he still ebbed back and forth, as smaller tremors continued within us both.

Spent, he rolled off me. We breathed deep, slowly calming. He looked over at me, and I met his eye and smiled. I couldn’t help myself; I said, ‘Merry fucking Christmas.’

Once he’d gathered himself, he glanced at me with a slightly pained look. He’d be behind on his deliveries by now. Taking his hand I grinned and said, ‘It’s ok, you can go now.’

He quickly dressed, then stood, again holding my eyes for permission to run away in this ungentlemanly manner. I stood, picked the scarf off the floor, and tied it around his neck. I leant up and kissed his beautiful mouth one last time. Ruffling the back of his head, I whispered, ‘Go. You have gifts to bring to people.’ He smiled, and left.

Hanna and I had a great, great Christmas. I was told that I was, ‘In the best mood I’d been for months!’ Thank you child. One day you’ll understand.

Mr Dickhead picked her up at 8 am the next morning, and it was all ok y’know? You can catch up on a lot of work on Christmas Day, and then watch great movies lying half drunk on the couch.

Still, I can’t help but wonder if he might take a delivery job again next Christmas??

Dang, I never did sign for that bike…..

Season’s greetings, to you one and all.

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Thank you so much for reading, hope you had fun 😉

© TG Stone 2013

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John was an average 18 year old teen. Other than starting college he liked girls, hair, and sex. Although he had liked a lot of girls his next store neighbors daughters.

Ava was also 18 had reasonably thick super dark brown hair that went to her boobs and brown eyes. She was super nice and had a great personality and she wasn’t very commanding. She had medium sized boobs and a growing ass nevertheless her ponytail made Johns dick balloon.

Then there was Celeste she was also 18 she was about 5,4 a little bit shorter than her twin but had just above ass length deep brown hair that was thin and deep brown eyes. She was sexy sassy and had an ass that exploded in size since 10th grade her boobs were not big either.

John had lusted after Celeste than Ava since 10th grade began and almost asked Celeste out but asked out a more popular girl instead and was turned down. But as college was about to begin he wanted another change at them. Now Johns cock was pretty small limp but ballooned in size to taksim escort 6.5 inches and 2.9 inches in girth. John eagerly masturbated to many girls in his schools hair on instagram. John loved when in 10th grade him and Celeste used to hang out but that changed later in 10th grade. Although during the summer they all four tree house in the woods and fixed it up. John really wanted to get closer to Ava and Celeste but didn’t want to make the hard decision until one day he got a text from Celeste.

Celeste: Come to the tree house Ava and me want to talk to you.

To which John responded I’ll be right there. He left his house and walked to the woods and climbed up the tree house and there were Ava and Celeste standing there.

John said “what’s up?”

Ava responded “We both like you and to be honest we know you like us.”

John went red in the face and started to get a boner but before he could speak.

Celeste said “We think you should go on a date şişli escort separate with each of us and pick your favorite, well which one of us suits you better.”

John was shocked his rising boner was almost as hard as a rock two girls he liked wanted to go on a date with him.

He responded, “Okay how are we supposed to do this and I need to tell you guys something.”

Celeste, “Okay what is it?”

John, “I have this thing where I kind of like hair some call it a hair fetish and well this is embarrassing but can I play with your guys hair to be honest I’m really excited and I really like both of you.”

Ava, “Well I dont see why not.”

Celeste nodded in agreement.

They all sat down at the table in the tree house. John eagerly looked at their hair but not yet making contact.

Ava laid out the plan, “I will go on a date with John first, one day after John will go with Celeste he can’t contact me after my date or Celeste before theirs, third after the şişli escort dates John will either go on more or we will do something special and he will pick who wins.”

Ava, “Any questions?”

John and Celeste nodded no and Ava and Celeste stood up and said. “John come over here you want to touch are hair.”

John almost cummed he did what they said they sat down and John got behind them he grabbed Ava’s sex ponytail and ran his hand through it was so soft and straight he ran his hand through Celeste straight hair thin but strong it felt amazing he said he was done because he didn’t feel ready for this they all agreed and left.

John ran home and masturbated to the pictures he had grabbed of their hair without them knowing making sure to cum twice and clean up his phone before starting again.

Ava and Celeste walked home and talked saying, I’ve been waiting for this I’m so excited what should I wear they texted John and made sure for a follow up meeting to make sure the rules for the dates were layed out. As they walked home they giggled and couldn’t wait even though they both knew someone’s dreams would be shot down. They looked at each other and said you know I wonder what it feels like to have a cock in my hair they lagged and giggled all the way home.

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“Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking”

“Honestly! I don’t understand how you have kept your job! This Library has fallen apart in the past six weeks! You are never at your desk when I need help. You pay more attention to other students than you do to me! And I’m the top student at this dump of a school. My Daddy should have sent me to a top notch private school. But NO! He says I need to mix with the regular people!

“Well, i’m not a regular person! I’m a genius level intellect with a bright future in front of me. Not some stupid peon with no ambition and no future!

“So, here’s a list of the books I need for my studies. I expect you to have them ready for me the next time I come in. Or I’ll tell Daddy you are not doing your job and he will have you fired! He’s chairman of the Library Committee you know and he can do it if I ask him!”

I stepped away from the door to Ms. Hornrider’s office just as Melonie Megamams stormed out in a towering rage. I’d never really met her. She was a spoiled rich kid with no regard for any of the other students and, It seemed, no respect for the Librarian!

As she disappeared around the corner I went into Ms. Hornrider’s office. She was sitting at her desk on the verge of tears.

“Are you alright?” I asked.

“That spoiled little bitch!” she told me, pointing to the handwritten list on her desk. “Where am I supposed to get these books? They are all out of print! Not even The Institute of Technology and Science has these in their Library!”

“Don’t worry too much about it,” I assured her. “I think I can help her focus on other things than being bitchy to you.”

“I hope so, she’s a constant pain in the ass. Always telling me how important her Daddy is and how she can get him to do anything she wants. Stuck up little bitch!” Her fists were balled on the top of her desk, her nails digging into the palms of her hands.

“Well, let’s try to take your mind off that little trollop,” I suggested. Gently I picked up her left hand and placed it on my groin.

Ms. Hornrider smiled up at me as she began to stroke and fondle my growing erection.

“You always know how to make me feel better,” she told me. “Having this huge hard-on to play with always makes me feel good!”

Over the next hour or so I helped her feel good several times. Not only was Ms. Hornrider an excellent fellatrix, she was also adept at inter-mammary massage and she really enjoyed tucking my erection into her horny pussy and riding me to multiple orgasms!

When I finally staggered out of her office she was smiling as she scooped my last load of jism out of her pussy and licked it off her fingers.

I was feeling normal when I got home. I snuck up to my room and re-read some of the pages from my Uncle’s notes that he had left me. I went to the local pharmacy later that day for the ingredients that I would need for the Bimbo formula I was going to make for Melonie. I was hoping to turn her into a very special bimbo! All the usual modifications and some unique traits just for her!

But I ran into a problem. Melonie didn’t carry a water bottle like almost all the other girls. She drank only imported water from Iceland! I couldn’t just swap water bottles. That I could have done just by bumping into her in the hall and taking her bottle while substituting beşiktaş escort mine.

I ended up having to sneak into the Girls Locker Room and refilling her water bottle with my concoction. I was afraid that there might be difference in taste but I don’t think she ever noticed.

I refilled her water bottle several times. I would empty it out and pour in the same amount from my bottle. So Melanie got smaller doses over a longer time than my other subjects. I wasn’t sure how it was going to work out.

Her Attitude changed first. She started to talk to people a little more often and she seemed a little more caring about them.

Her hair developed red highlights. And it grew longer too. That was par for the course.

Her lips became plush pillows of plump perfection. Almost. Actually, they were a little too big. A little too plump. They looked like someone had over filled them with collagen. And she was always sucking on something now. A pencil or pen. A lollypop. Even her own finger or fingers would find their way into her mouth.

Being a tall thin girl it was quite noticeable when she returned from Xmas break boasting a pair of volleyball sized tits that just burst thru what ever she wore. Her nipples, too, had expanded and could be seen thru her blouses!

The rumor was that her Daddy had bought her some surgeries.

Her mode of dress had also evolved to showoff more of her now full-bodied figure. With-in a few days Assistant Dean Edgar Rection called her into his office to discuss her wardrobe changes.

“I’ve gotten complaints from some of the teachers and a few parents,” he began. “Your current dress is much too revealing for High School,” he pointed out.

Melonie looked down at herself. The peasant blouse she was wearing revealed most of her shoulders. The bodice stretched tightly over her protuberant breasts revealing inches of enticing cleavage.

She had stepped around his desk and was looking down at him over her bulging bust. “But Dean Rection, I like the way I look in this outfit. Besides, it lets me do this,”

She leaned toward him while simultaneously pushing her elbows together. Massive amounts of firm white breast flesh bulged upward.

Before Dean Rection could respond Melonie had pulled his head between her tits and shimmied herself against him!

He was gasping for breath but he wasn’t struggling very hard to escape her clutches! Slowly Melonie allowed her neckline to slide lower and lower until her diamond hard nipples were completely exposed. She was still motor-boating Dean Rection as she pulled his hands to her nipples.

“Pinch me! Squeeze my big tits and pinch my nipples, Dean Rection!” she demanded. “Then put your lips on me and suck my titties!”

He was gasping as he pulled back. He took a moment to stare at her chest while he followed her direction. Pinching and twisting Dean Rection simultaneously was licking and kissing her nipples.

“OH, that feels so GOOD,” she moaned.

“These are REAL!” exclaimed the enraptured Administrator. “These are REAL!”

“Of course they are real,” she responded, miffed.

“The rumor is that you had breast enhancement surgery! But these magnificent tits are REAL!” He didn’t seem to be able to get over his discovery.

“I’ve had a growth şişli escort spurt. And they feel so GOOD! Keep squeezing, licking and playing with my big titties, Dean Rection! Don’t stop!”

It seemed that he wasn’t going to stop. He played with her boobs for the next ten minutes or so while she stroked his penis to full strength. Then she proved that she wasn’t wearing panties by sliding into his lap and sinking down onto his eight inch cock!

They groaned in unison as she bottomed out on his stiff prick. She began to rise and fall faster and faster until she let out a muffled shriek of fulfillment. At almost the same time he ejaculated forcefully into her hot clutching cunt!

“I’ve had several complaints about your choice of clothing recently, as I said” he told her as they were pulling there clothes back into place. “So I think I should personally oversee your appearance on a daily basis. I want you to present yourself here at my office every morning before classes start so I can assure myself that you are dressing appropriately. Do you understand young lady?”

“Ohhh, yes, Dean Rection! I think that is a really good idea. I’m impressed that you are willing to take such a hands-on approach to help me dress properly!” Melonie was snapping her blouses neckline up and down over her nipples as she spoke. They, in turn were poking out furiously, rock hard and begging for a kiss.

Dean Rection leaned over to give each nipple a quick lick and kiss before swatting her on the ass and sending her on her way. He settled behind his desk to get a quick nap! He was knackered!

Her next stop was the library. She had remembered asking the Librarian for some help finding research material and she wanted to follow up on that request.

Arriving at the Head Librarian’s office Melonie rapped quickly and then opened the door without waiting for a response.

She caught the Librarian and Ralph again determining how many buttons were needed to undo in order to be able to tit-fuck his amazing cock!. Most of her massive tits were on display, of course!

Ms. Hornrider snapped her arms over herself in an attempt to hide how her breasts were swelling upward and overwhelming her huge bra.

Ralph, however, made no attempt to hide his more than foot long prick from the visitor. Instead he swung toward her. His cock bounced and shivered as she neared the Librarian’s desk.

“So! This is how you spend your time! Leading young men astray with your sexy body! And your huge tits!” she accused the Librarian. She was standing next to Ralph as she looked down over her own substantial bosom at the red-faced woman.

“Well, I can’t blame you! Look at the size of this cock! Amazing! I’ve never seen anything close to this size! So fucking long and so fucking thick!” Her hand was slowly rubbing up and down my cock shaft as she was speaking. “I can’t even get my hand around it! Let me play with it Ralph and I want to make you shoot off all over this hussy’s big boobs!”

And she did! It didn’t take her long to have me at the edge of cumming.

“Come on, honey. Spread your blouse so I can get his cum all over your huge tits! They are so much larger than any I’ve ever seen! I thought my tits were big but yours are ever so much larger! I’m jealous of those big beauties!”

As merter escort Ms. Hornrider spread her clothes open I started to spurt rope after rope of jizm onto her chest. My cum landed on her tits, her upper chest and over her nipples. A few morsels landed on her lips and neck as well!

“Wow, so much! Look how much you came! It’s all over her big, big boobs!” Melonie panted. With out letting go of my dick she dove forward and started to lick up the cum on Ms. Hornrider’s chest. Her long tongue swept out to collect all that she could. She was sucking and licking, using her lips to collect everything that she could find! Ms. Hornrider helped by cuddling her massive boobs together and slowly swinging them from side to side so Melonie could get all of it!

“Oh, I love the taste,” Melonie exclaimed before she licked up what was on Ms. H’s face. She drove her tongue into Adele’s mouth and gave a scorching hot kiss to the Librarian who returned it in kind.

Adele’s hand joined Melonie’s in stroking my cock. I was back to full strength as the two hussies engaged in a tongue duel that passed my cum from one to the other and back again!

“Come here, you big busted slut,” demanded Melonie as she pulled the Librarian around in her chair to face her. She knelt between her legs, pushed her skirt up to her hips and slammed her face between her thighs!

Her tongue lolled out and began to run up and down the juicy slit between Ms. Hornrider’s cunt lips.

“MMMMmmm, so good! I love this taste almost as much as I do his cum! So wet and juicy!” Her head shook side to side as she tried to drive deeper and deeper into Ms. H’s cunt. In turn, Adele was holding her in place with both hands. Her fingers were entwined in her hair and pulling her deeper as she kept on working.

As she was writhing in pleasure Ms. Hornrider caught my eye. “Why don’t you put that huge thing to good use?” she asked me as she glanced at my erection.

I pulled Melonie’s skirt up to expose her naked butt. Using both hands I placed my erection at the opening of her pussy. I jiggled myself several times before I stated to drive myself into her.

“OOoohh, fuck! That is so big! So big! Don’t hurt me!” Melonie moaned. But at the same time she was pushing her butt back against me! Together we managed to cram more than six inches of rock hard cock up her pussy

At that point she started to convulse into an amazing orgasm! As I kept ramming myself at her she spasmed again and again in pleasure.

I pulled part way out and waited while she caught her breath. She was still licking Ms. Hornrider’s pussy while she gasped and moaned.

I had caught my breath and I began to push myself deeper and deeper into her! Her cunt was clasping at my big hard-on as I worked. It felt so good!

Harder and faster I went until I was on the verge of an epic eruption. I pulled myself loose from her cunt and dropped my erection between Ms. Hornrider’s immense tits and began to unload again! She clamped her tits together, not letting a drop escape. I pulled out and lowered my dick to her lips. Ms. Hornrider sucked up the few drops that were left and then ran her tongue over her lips to be sure that she had gotten it all.

I tucked myself away and headed for the door. As I paused there I looked back to see Melonie sucking and nursing Ms. Hornriders immense boobs, licking up all the cum that she could find while moaning and sighing in happiness. She paid me no attention but Ms. Hornrider waved goodbye as I left the office.

End Part Four

Bimbo!

by DDDDave

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