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It had been two days since me and Veronica took the wax to my balls, and they were still as silky smooth as before. I just loved the feeling of my smooth cock rubbing against my shorts everywhere I went. I almost always had a hard on! It seemed every movement just stimulated it even more! We headed out to the park early this morning. I didn’t even bring a shirt with me. I wore some knee length shorts while Veronica opted for her teeny bikini. It was the third time we came out here since we got together. I just loved it when we held hands while we walked up and down the parkway like we were lovers, which we were, but nobody else knew we were also cousins. Just knowing that, plus my hot bikini clad cousin beside me, and the shorts rubbing against my hairless cock ensured a constant hard on. We walked past the outhouse, her arm around my neck and my hand on her ass. I didn’t bother to look at the other girls that much, although I hadn’t seen Rebecca Coplin here for the past few days.

So handsome,” Veronica said, “You want to get in the volleyball game. If you beat my team, I’ll give you two blowjobs tonight.” She traced her fingers across my abdomen.

My eyes shot wide open after hearing that. “I hold that against you, cause now I know I’m going to win.” I brought her close and we kissed passionately. We walked down the hill holding hands until I saw Rebecca Coplin standing by the water fountain. Her long blonde hair went nicely with her tight red bikini. I could not take my eyes off of her. She turned to the side, giving me a nice shot of her left boob that was spilling out from her top. Veronica noticed my gazing and snapped me out of it.

“Who is that?” she asked.

“Th-that’s Rebecca Coplin, the mayor’s daughter,” I said.

“You know her?”

“No, we never met before.”

“You like her?”

I turned to look at Veronica. “She’s okay, but nothing like you,” I said smiling.

“Don’t try to get sweet with me. I saw how you looked at her. You think she’s hot don’t you?” Veronica didn’t show a hint of jealousy, just curiosity it seemed. I thought it was strange. I finally gave in.

“Okay fine, I think she’s hot,” I said finally.

“Then why haven’t you talked to her yet?” she asked.

“What do I have to say to her? If she liked me, she would have talked to me,” I said.

Veronica smiled again. She shook her head. “Jack, why not just tell her you think she’s hot and that you would like to go out with her? It’s a good way to break the ice.”

I was taken back. “Don’t you think that’s being really forward?” I couldn’t believe she was actually being serious. “She’ll probably laugh in my face.”

Veronica shook her head in disbelief. “Jack, girls almost never say no to a guy if he just comes right out and says he’s interested. She doesn’t know you, so what reason does she have to reject you. We need to feel needed too, so why not take a guy who wants you too?”

She seemed to make some sense, then she took me by the hand and started walking towards Rebecca.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to help you out,” she said. Before I could do anything, Veronica was already there.

“Rebecca, that’s you right?” she asked. Rebecca turned around.

“Yes, who are you guys?” Rebecca asked.

“I’m Veronica and this is Jack. I’m just visiting, but Jack’s been here for a while. He’s saw you here a few times. He’s been wanting to talk to you?”

“Hi,” I said. I raised my hand kind of sheepishly and waved a little. No doubt about it, this was awkward.

Veronica continued. “He thinks you’re really hot.”

The blood drained from my face. I couldn’t believe she said that. Rebecca looked at me and gave a weird smile. She obviously hadn’t expected that either. “So he does?” she said.

Veronica went on. “He would really like to go out with you. I tell you what, we’re going back home. Why don’t you come with us so we can get to know each other?”

There was no way this was going to work, but with hardly a second to think about it, Rebecca agreed.

“Sure,” she said. I couldn’t believe it. Just like that, Rebecca was walking with us down the crowded path. I walked towards the exit, a hot girl on each side.

During the trip home, I tried to get as much conversation out as I could, but it didn’t get much further than casual talk. I found out she wasn’t too pleased with her father, the mayor, for his strict moral views, so she was kind of rebellious. That was about as personal as we got, and I still didn’t know much about her. I didn’t have the slightest clue as what to do when we got back. When we walked in the house, Veronica did the talking.

“Go ahead and have a seat. I’ll get us some drinks,” she said. I followed Veronica into the kitchen, but she queenbet güvenilirmi stopped me at the entrance.

“What are you doing? Stay in there and talk to her,” she insisted.

“What do you want me to say? Do you know how awkward this is?” I whispered harshly.

“She already knows you think she’s hot, so start from there.” She gave me a soft push back into the living room. Rebecca looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. She sat on the couch. I sat in the chair across from her. I probably should have put a shirt on, since I felt really exposed right now. I was thinking hard about what to say, then she spoke first.

“So, how long have you been going to the park?” she asked.

“A f-few years now,” I said.

“Me too. Is that how long you’ve been noticing me?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I said, my voice kind of trailing off.

“So tell me,” she said, “why do you think I’m hot?”

I had no idea how to answer that question. It literally left me breathless. What on Earth do I say to that?

“Excuse me,” I said and ran into the kitchen. Veronica was washing the glasses.

“Becky just asked me why do I think she’s hot,” I whispered fiercely. “What do I tell her?”

Veronica tried to calm me down. “Just be honest. It’s already out there. This is your chance to get her. Let her know you want her. I’m sure she feels the same. She’s still here right? That must mean something.”

“Yeah, but what do I say?” I asked.

“Tell her you like her breasts. It’s already out there, so you can’t be anymore forward. Go on, get out there.” She led me the living room and went back in the kitchen. I sat in the chair again.

“Sorry about that,” I said, “I had to get something.”

“That’s okay,” she said, “So, why do you think I’m hot?” she asked again.

I thought about what Veronica said. “I love your tits,” I said then stopped cold. I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. I held my head down in shame. I didn’t even try to apologize cause I was afraid I would say something stupid.

“Well thank you,” she said. “I’m quite fond of them myself. C cups. My dad gave me money for my 18th birthday, so I got myself implants.” She cupped her tits. “What about you? You look pretty shaped up. What are you packing?” I didn’t expect her to take it so fondly. I didn’t know what she meant.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Your penis. How big is it?” she asked so casually.

“Um, uh it’s uh…” I just stuttered until Veronica interrupted.

“He’s about 8 1/2 inches, I know first hand,” Veronica said as she joined us.

“Whoa,” Becky said, “I would love to see that!”

Veronica’s eyes beamed. “Hey Jack, show her your penis!”

I starred hard at her. “I don’t think so Veronica,” I said in a hard tone.

“Please,” Becky begged.

Veronica gave me the same look she did before. This is your chance, she mouthed. I thought hard about it. This would be it. After chasing Becky for so long, this might be my only chance to get her. I wasn’t too sure how she would react to my waxed genitals. I stood up and was about to pull my penis out real quick. Then I decided to go all out. I dropped my shorts real fast and kicked them across the room. My penis dangled between my legs. Becky stared at its length.

“Whoa,” she exclaimed, “Who brought home the little boy?” Obviously my hairlessness had an effect on her. My confidence dropped immediately and I covered my dick. They both laughed immediately.

“I’m just kidding,” Becky said. “I liked it hairless. It’s sexy when there’s nothing but skin there.”

I slowly uncovered myself. Veronica came over and stood next to me. She whispered in my ear. “Good job champ, you got her.”

She turned to Becky. “Hey Rebecca, me and Jack are going to have sex, you want to join us?” she asked.

“Sure!” she exclaimed. She stood up and untied her top from behind. It fell to the floor. For years I could only imagined what they were like uncovered. My imagination couldn’t even hold a candle to the real thing! They were amazing! Firm globes that stayed nice and pert on her chest. Her tiny nipples were sticking out like top hats. She quickly dropped her bikini bottoms. Her tiny pussy was hairless, pink, and perfect. I could also see it was a little moist. She walked up to me. My cock was already half mast. She looked down at it and giggled.

“This is going to be fun,” Becky said. “Can I go first?” she asked Veronica.

“He’s all yours honey,” Veronica said. She came to me and kissed my lips. Her hands went to my waist and came to a rest on my butt. She put her hands on my chest and pushed me to the chair. Then she kneeled between my legs. Her head went over my fully erect pole. She let to head enter her mouth. I could queenbet yeni giriş not believe it! I’ve lusted after this girl for so long, now I have my dick in her mouth! The hottest girl in school was giving me head! Rebecca Coplin, the mayor’s daughter, had her talented mouth wrapped around the shaft of my cock. She engulfed my entire cock down to the root, moaning as she slid it deep into her throat. Her lips wrapped around the base and her cheeks slightly caved as she sucked me like an industrial vacuum. She let her mouth settle on the head, her muscles rippling around my tip. I groaned with pleasure. I lifted her up before she could finish me off.

“Come here girl, I want to feel you up!” I said as I sat her on my lap. I ran my hands up and down her slender hips and over her perfect tummy. I took a nipple in my mouth and squeezed the other muffin with my hand. Then I swapped. Becky was moaning uncontrollable as I moved my tongue over both here nipples. I picked her up and laid her down on the couch. I kissed my way down to her hips. She cooed at me and begged me to continue. I kissed the area just above her waxed pussy.

“Oh Jack, eat my cookie please!” she begged. I let her suffer some more and started licking her inner thigh. She grabbed the back of my head and tried to force me into her pussy. I wasn’t giving in that easy. I twirled my tongue around her pussy but never going in.

“Please Jack, eat me!” she screamed. I finally let in. I gave her snatch a good look. I always imagined what it would taste like. Now I would find out. I spread the lips and dove in tongue first. My mouth was flooded with the tastiest juices imaginable. Even better then I thought! Her warm, sweet nectar flowed evenly as my tongue invited it into my mouth. I sucked on the soft pink lips and ran my tongue up and down the labia. Her clit was extended outward and I flicked it with my tongue. With every flick, more and more pussy juice flowed.I tried to suck it all up but the couch would definitely be stained. All the while Becky was screaming uncontrollably.

“OH GOD YES!! EAT THAT PUSSY BABY!!” I puckered my lips and sucked on her clit. It tasted better than the rest, like a mouthful of sugar. “FUCK, FUCK, FUCKKK!” She stretched the last part out as the orgasm ripped through her. At the same time, I shoved my tongue as far as I could up her pussy.

“JESUS CHRIST ALMIGHTY! FUCK!!!!” she screamed as her juices came out like a faucet. My tongue was still in her so it all ran straight into my mouth. Then it came out like a waterfall. I tried to keep it all in but there was too much. It ran down my chin and some dribbled down my chest. I almost felt like I was drowning. I felt her pussy muscles contract around my tongue. I slowly pulled out and waited for her to come down. Her face was drained and she was trying to catch her breath. I looked down and my dick was nearly and inch longer. Veronica was sitting on the chair watching to whole thing. She spoke up.

“Pussy juice is good for your dick,” she said. “Go ahead Jack, finish her off.”

I got between her legs again and lined my cock up to her pussy. I had been waiting for this for so long. The girl of my dreams, and I was going to fuck her.

“Come on give it to me baby!” she said. I slowly pushed in until we were buried to the hilt. Becky moaned again.

“Oh, he’s going to cum out of my belly button,” she said. True, I had to be all the way in her stomach at least. I wasn’t going to last long considering all the pressure on my cock. She was so tight, almost like a vice. I leaned forward and started thrusting. I remembered my first time and how it felt with hair. No comparison here! The skin on skin feeling was out of this universe! Just the heat from our friction was enough to bring me to the edge. I moved just fast enough so that my balls slapped her ass. Her moans were growing louder. I could feel her juices pouring and soaking my cock. With the extra lubrication, I slammed into her faster. Her moans were screams now.

“OH GOD YES! FUCK! FUCK! BANG MY PUSSY!” Her screams echoed through the house and she poured her juices out. My cock was about to explode. I shoved my dick into her as far as it would go, just as her pussy clamped down on me. That did it. An orgasm ripped through her again and she screamed uncontrollably. My cock shot my sperm into her with and explosive fervor. At least twenty shots went into her belly. I held onto her as the pleasure overwhelmed me. The sex with her was even better than I imagined. The feeling I was getting now made me forget all about what I imagined before. When I finally subsided, I fell to the side of her, completely exhausted. I was a little light headed and I almost dozed off. My cock had already subsided. queenbet giriş Veronica, still in her bikini, came over and got between my legs.

“When I said we were going to have sex, I wasn’t lying,” she said. Veronica grabbed my wilted cock and started licking my ball sack. Immediately I started to get hard again, even though I didn’t think I had anything left, but her tongue made me feel otherwise. Rebecca was my dream fuck, but that didn’t mean Veronica was leftovers. Just a few seconds with my cock in her mouth and I was as hard as before.

“Oh yeah, you want some too don’t you? You’re hungry baby aren’t you?” I said.

“Yeah I’m hungry,” she said, “Nothing a little cock can’t handle, not that you have a little cock.”

I smiled at that as she continued her descent. Up and down my dick she went. From the tip to the balls and back again. Becky was up again after recovering from her sexual adventure. She had me lay down while Veronica continued her work on my penis. Becky straddled my face and had her still red pussy inches away from my face.

“Chow down baby,” she said as she plopped it down on my face. I sucked on her juicy lips again, bringing the moisture in my mouth. After enjoying the juices that had collected in Becky’s love hole, I started licking the inner surface of the outer lip and the small area between there and her inner lip. The soft feel of the juicy flesh was tantalizing enough, but the flow of orgasmic juice afterward was delightful. My cock was about to explode in Veronica’s mouth, so to push me over the edge, I reached up and cupped Becky’s beautiful cantaloupes. The tit flesh felt wonderful and my cock erupted, sending my swimmers down Veronica’s throat. She held on tight, making sure every drop was swallowed. When my cock finally stopped twitching, Veronica resumed her vacuum action. Up and down she went, from the tip to the base, going as fast as she could. My cock never got soft. I had to concentrate on the pussy on my face, which was getting wetter by the second. I focused harder on the clit. I massaged her clit hood by curling my tongue underneath its protection to caress the precious love button there. Becky’s pussy fucked my face even harder and her screams were deafening. Veronica’s suction on my dick was more intense than ever. Becky was whimpering again so I knew she was close to coming again. Time to bring her home, I thought. I clamped my mouth on Becky’s charming clit, using my lips as a seal, and started gently sucking while my tongue caressed her engorged button. Becky was kicking and screaming uncontrollably while her pussy was fucking my face stronger than ever.I continued my suction until I was rewarded with a flood of cum juices that were even tastier than before. It was like somebody turned a pitcher upside down over my head. The juices ran down my face and some went up my nose. For a moment I couldn’t breathe. There was the sense of drowning at one point. I collected as much as I could before Becky fell to the side of me, completely spent. I sat up as Veronica continued her killer blowjob. I had come only moments ago, but I was ready again. Veronica brought her head up to my lips and we kissed again.

“Go ahead honey, give it to her,” she said. I happily obliged. Becky was on her stomach trying to catch her breath. I came from behind and inserted my cock into her pussy. She immediately got on her hands and knees. I placed both hands on her firm butt as I pumped in and out of her doggy style.

“Yeah fuck my pussy from behind, smack my ass!” she screamed. I gave each cheek a good slap. I wasn’t far from coming so I wrapped my arms around her and cupped her basketballs. I massaged the wonderful flesh and rubbed the soft nipples. I whispered into her ear.

“Oh you dirty girl, you like me touching your little girl tits don’t you? You love the feel of my cock in your wonder hole huh?” I whispered to her.

“Yeah baby, squeeze my melons. You like touching little girls breasts don’t you?” she yelled back as I continued to pump. I moved one hand down to her clit and massaged the hood. Her hips started bucking and her pussy clamped down on me as she came hard.

“OH FUCKKKK!!!” she screamed. I came at the same time, unloading my boys into her womb. I held her close while still clutching onto her potatoes. Gobs and gobs of semen poured into her honey pot in the biggest cum of my life. I continued to hold onto her until I finally subsided, nearly twenty shots later. When I stopped shooting, I slowly pulled out. We all laid in a pile on the floor, completely spent. I soon fell asleep afterwards.

For the next two weeks, I was down at the park everyday with my two girlfriends right beside me. I stayed there quite often just to show off to everybody. Veronica had to go back to her home eventually. I was sad to see her go, but Becky was still there with me. I spoke with Veronica often and we made plans to see each other during her next college break. Me and Becky saw each other everyday. It seemed the sex just got better everyday.

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There are certain perks to having a rich, beautiful, black woman who is old enough to be your mother being in love with you. There are additional perks when that woman is also your boss. Anton Robinson has the best of both worlds and he is enjoying every minute of it. Right now, he is sitting in the back of a Rose Royce Phantom beside his boss and lover Angela Wess, CEO of Wess Optimization. They are traveling in style to a company function being held in Louisville, Kentucky, where Angela is scheduled to speak.

Anton is wearing a polo, black blazer, blue jeans, and boots. Looking every bit like a twenty-one-year-old business major. Angela on the other hand is wearing a purple designer dress, black open-toed heels, and enough jewelry to buy a small nation.

Angela hangs up the phone after a long call and sighs.

Anton: The life of a boss bitch?

Angela: The life of a boss bitch. I can’t wait to get to this hotel and put my feet up.

Anton: Can I massage those beautiful feet?

Angela: As if you have to ask Daddy.

She pulls him in for a long slow kiss and he makes sure to get a feel of her massive breasts that seem to be battling with her dress for freedom. His hands roam down to rest on her ample thighs before moving around to squeeze her fat ass. Angela giggles as he gropes her, she enjoys the fact that she turns her young lover on. When they break the kiss she lays her head on his shoulder and they chat for the remainder of the ride.

They arrive at the Seelbach Hilton in downtown Louisville about an hour later. Check-in is fast and they are in their king-sized corner suite within ten minutes. Angela takes no time at all in kicking off her heels and soon Anton is massaging her feet while suckling her toes with Golden Girls in the background. Angela receives a text that she reads and smiles before putting the phone down.

Angela: I have a surprise for your Daddy.

Anton looks up from his work and pops one of her pedicures toes out of his mouth.

Anton: A surprise for me?

Angela: You are my Daddy aren’t you?

Anton nods with a goofy grin and she laughs at him.

Angela: It will be here in about an hour. Why don’t you go freshen up? Thank you for the massage.

She kisses him and then shoos him to the bathroom while she moves around the room preparing herself. In truth, his surprise is heading up in the elevator right now.

Anton steps out bahis şirketleri of the shower, dries off, and wraps a towel around himself. He walks out of the bathroom and stops short when he finds Angela in the bed with another woman. This woman is smaller than Angela in height and build. She is about 5’3, with caramel skin, wavey black hair with just a hint of white that flows to her shoulders, and an athletic build that is shown off perfectly since she is only wearing a pink bra and panty set and a pair of heels.

Angela: Anton this is Lyria, Lyria this is my Daddy, Anton.

Lyria: Damn girl, he is cute.

Her New York accent is strong.

Angela: Would I lie to you boo?

Lyria: Never.

Anton watches as the two women kiss passionately and it is obvious this is not something new. Angela looks up at him after they break the kiss.

Angela: Lyria here has been my friend for over twenty years and my part-time lover for about a decade of that.

Lyria: She has told me all about you and well it is time to make things official.

Anton: Official?

Angela: Lyria is my Princess, doesn’t have a dominant bone in her body. She is also recently divorced and has retired from teaching, I have also told my husband about us and we have decided to move into an open marriage. So, this is the surprise I had for you, you are Daddy to both of us and Lyria has agreed to become our full-time babygirl.

Anton is speechless and both women just giggle and go back to kissing as he watches. His towel falls as his dick becomes steel-hard.

Angela: I think Daddy needs your attention.

Lyria asks no questions as she gets out of bed and falls to her knees in front of Anton. She looks up into his eyes as she takes his dick into her very experienced mouth.

Anton: Oh shit.

Angela: Will she do, Daddy?

Anton: Hell yes, Babydoll!

Lyria slobbers as she fucks her face on Anton’s cock. He lets out a sigh of pleasure as he feels his balls start to tighten. He pulls her off by her hair before she makes him cum.

Anton: Damn it, that mouth is devilish Babygirl.

Lyria: If you like that you will love everything else.

Anton: Everything?

Lyria: Everything Daddy, this body is yours to do with as you will until you release me.

Anton: I wouldn’t make any plans, I don’t plan on letting him go for a very long time.

Angela smiles at the connection the two of bahis firmaları them are building and moves from the bed to the chair by the window to watch. Anton lifts her from the floor and places her gently in the bed, he then gets down on his knees between her legs. Lyria lets out a scream of pleasure as Anton starts to eat her pussy noisily.

Lyria: Oh, Daddy! Fuck yes, right there! Please, don’t stop, oh my God. Oh my God!

Lyria arches her back as she cums, she squirts all over Anton’s face and down his throat as he continues to eat her. Lyria is panting like a dog when the orgasm finally ended and then she is moaning yet again as Anton’s demon tongue continues to devour her. She cums three more times before Anton finally lets her go and stands up.

Lyria: That was fucking amazing.

Anton: I am not done yet, just warming you up.

He takes her legs and puts them on his shoulders as he pulls her in close.

Anton: Now, the real fun begins.

Before she can say a word, Anton slides his dick into her soaked pussy. Lyria hasn’t had a real dick in her in over a month as she prepared for this, her fifty-year-old pussy opens up to the twenty-one-year-old cock willingly as if welcoming it home. She lets out a moan as her entire body shivers. When he is all the way in, Anton stops and looks down at her.

Anton: Open those eyes and look at me slut.

Lyria opens her hazel eyes and stares up at her Daddy. In the morning Angela lets out a moan of pleasure as she uses her wand on her pussy. The intensity of the scene before her is almost too much to bear.

Anton: That’s better.

He leans in bending her legs back until her knees at almost by her ears. Lyria lets out a gasp of surprise as it feels like his dick sinks in another few inches.

Lyria: Shit, Daddy. What are you doing to me?

Anton: Making you mine.

He starts to thrust into her and he is not gentle. Lyria feels like she is being pushed on the stomach with each thrust. He speeds up and she finds her voice to let out a scream.

Lyria: Oh my…fuck. Take me, Daddy, fucking take me. You are in my fucking stomach, God damn it!

Anton smiles down at her before leaning in to kiss her as he continues to fuck her. He put his hands on either side of her head holding her still and making her look deep into his eyes as he tries his best to fuck her soul from her body.

Anton: Cum for me.

Lyria feels kaçak bahis siteleri the orgasm rip through her as he body obeys the command. Her breath comes out in shuttering gasps as Anton pulls out of her before flipping her over. He pulls her up to her knees with her ass in the air, that is when he sees the pink jewel of the butt plug inserted firmly in her lubed asshole. He looks over at Angela who just smiles at him.

Angela: I know what my Daddy likes. Take it, she is your property now. Every inch of her belongs to you.

Anton slowly pulls the butt plug out, Lyria coos as the heavy metal toy comes out of her ass. Her hole is left stretched and shiny when it is out. Anton admired it and even pulls out his phone and takes a photo of it. He switches it to video and hits record as he slowly replaces the butt plug with his dick. It goes in easy at first then he meets resistance but he pushes through and his dick sinks deeper and deeper into her ass until his pelvis is resting on her ass. Lyria is gripping the sheets and breathing hard trying to get used to the sudden fullness she feels. If she thought he was in her guts before, he is showing her what it really feels like to have her guts invaded.

Lyria: Oh fuck, l…oh fuck!

Anton grips her hips firmly and picks up where he left off in her pussy. He has absolutely no mercy as he plows into her ass. Lyria is gripping the sheets and screaming into the bed as she takes the pounding. She never once asks him to stop or slow down, nor does she try to run away from the anal assault. Ten minutes into the anal session, her ass starts to cream on his dick, leaving white streaks on it he continues to abuse it. After twenty minutes, Lyria has squirted so much that she goes limp, she lays there with her eyes closed breathing and moaning softly as Anton continue to beat her guts even though they are already jelly by this point.

Anton: Fuck yes!

He hisses the words as he slams into her making Lyria yelp in pain and unloads his balls into her battered rectum. He holds her there until his legs stop shaking as it feels like he unloads a month’s worth of baby batter into her. When he steps back letting his softening dick fall out of her, her ass is a leaking, gaping hole. He snaps another picture before walking around to sit on the bed in front of her. Without asking, he takes her by the air and puts his cock back in her mouth.

Anton: Clean it.

Lyria who is still in a daze does as she is told. He looks over at Angela who is quivering mess herself in the chair having cum on her wand until her eyes crossed.

Anton: I think this is going to be a beautiful relationship.

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The Office

Normally I would have an assistant to help me, but since this was not just a Halloween patient but a special Halloween patient, I was going to do this by myself. I had everything ready well ahead of time. I had even prepared a complete set of “full-metal-jackets”, which I had placed on her plaster model, underneath a cloth.

After getting her settled in the chair, which involved quite a bit of deliberate stocking-clad leg showing through the slit in her dress, I was ready to start. She had already brushed her teeth and was trying, unsuccessfully, not to smile too widely. Her hand had seemed to stray to my leg, even after I had placed it on the armrest twice already. I pick up the lip-spreader and gently insert it into one side of her mouth and then the other. I give her teeth a quick wipe with a cotton swab and then dry them completely with a warm jet of air. “I am going to need you to give me a little help. As I put the etching compound on your teeth, I need you to hold the suction for me.” I had already positioned a mirror at the proper angle so that she could watch what I was doing during the installation of her braces.

I apply the etch to her bottom teeth, give it a few minutes to do its work and then spray it off. She does a marvellous job with the suction nozzle, catching most of the spray with just a little help from me at the end. I slide my hand underneath the towel and pick up the top and bottom models with the bands on them. bahis şirketleri Like a magician, I pull the cloth off, revealing them to her. Her eyes go wide and her grip on my leg increases. “I had the lab make up a complete set, just in case you did decide to do both jaws. I am just going to do your lower jaw as we agreed.” Her grip on my leg decreases slightly. I can’t tell if her smile has changed because of the spreader in her mouth, but the glint in her eyes has increased. When we had done all her records, I had informed her that her bottom teeth had small gaps between most of them and that I would not need to put spacers between her back teeth to get the bands on. Now that she was getting all her lower teeth banded, she would not have any discomfort from the bands being installed. “If you have any discomfort from the bands, let me know right away because any problems need to be corrected before your transformation starts.” She gives my leg a gentle stroke to let me know she understands. I slip the first molar band off the model and into her mouth. It slides perfectly into place around her back molar with just a slight tap. She gives my leg another gentle stroke.

I work my way toward the front of her mouth, alternating between the left and right side of her lower jaw. When I am satisfied with the fit of all the bands, I mix up a batch of glue to apply to the inside of them. One by one, I remove them, coat the inside and then reinstall them on her bahis firmaları teeth. This time I start on her front teeth and work to the back. Every so often I glance at her eyes, just to enjoy the look of joy that is there. I really don’t need to, because I can gauge her level of excitement by her hand on my leg, which has gradually crept higher. Up until now, she has been sitting still, but as I begin to run the UV light over the bands on her lower teeth, her legs begin to squirm, rubbing against each other with a slight hissing sound. I look at her eyes, which are closed. “Are you alright?” I ask. Her eyes pop open and she makes a writing motion with her hand. I pick up the white-board that is hanging on the side of the cart and hand her the marker. She writes ‘Don’t stop. Keep going’ then erases that and writes ‘I am more than okay.’

“You need to stop squirming so that I can start on the top teeth. I am going to start on your front teeth first and move towa…”, but she starts writing again. ‘Start at the BACK’ with back underlined. I pick up the model of her upper jaw and remove the molar bands. She tries very hard not to move as I begin fitting them over her top molars. Once again the lab has done a very good job and they fit correctly without any adjustment needed. Once her molars are covered, I cement them into place. When I reach for the light to cure the cement, she reaches up and writes ‘put bands on the next teeth as well’ across the bottom of the kaçak bahis siteleri mirror. I pick up the model and remove the bands from it. I hear that hiss of her legs rubbing together again. I turn back to her and slip the band onto the next tooth forward, then do the other side. Before I can glue them into place, she writes,’ do them all’ on the mirror. “Are you really sure.” She writes a large ‘YES’ cross the mirror. “You will have them for the rest of your life, once your transformation starts. She underlines the ‘YES’ repeatedly. One by one I remove and fit the remaining bands to her teeth. “Before I glue them into place, are you really sure?” This time she circles the ‘YES’.

As I run the light across her top teeth, she begins to cross and uncross her legs repeatedly, the hand on my leg running up and down it, her other one firmly gripping and squeezing the armrest. When I complete curing the final front tooth and return the light to the holder, she reaches up to her mouth and removes the lip-spreader. “Give me your hand. Quick. I need your hand,” she says in a voice barely above a whisper. As soon as my hand is within reach, she takes it and, spreading her legs, slides it up between them all the way up to her hairless lips. “Stick a finger into me. I need your finger in me right now.” I extend my finger and it slips between her inner lips, not stopping until it encounters that barrier. My thumb rubs up against the bump at the top and she starts to shake. The flesh around my finger spasms repeatedly.

I have seen many orgasms in my long life and this is one of the more spectacular ones. I just stay still and let her ride it out, knowing that she is probably very sensitive right now.

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It was no secret to anyone in my family that my brother Chris and I weren’t close. Despite being only thirteen months apart in age, we were polar opposites. Chris was the typical popular kid. Striking, handsome looks, athletic and charming. He was funny and smart too, and had no trouble being friends with everybody. Unfortunately this didn’t extend to me.

I had always been shy and reserved. Being the younger sibling of such an enigma had forced me to blend into the background, while Chris thrived in the spotlight. I didn’t do sports or any other kind of extra curricular activity, and preferred spending time alone in my room than going out and socialising with my peers.

That wouldn’t have been too bad, if it weren’t for the fact that Chris and his friends liked to make my life a living hell at every opportunity. I was constantly teased and mocked at school, only good for a quick laugh as a source of ridicule. At home, Chris barely spoke to me. Hardly even looked in my direction. He simply didn’t like me, and no stern words from our parents ever changed that. So I was picked on at school and completely ignored at home. As such, our relationship never really bloomed.

When Chris left school the year before me, he decided to go to Sixth Form in the town over, rather than the one attached to our school. That, at least, offered me some reprieve from his spitefulness, but I still had to deal with him most evenings and weekends in some capacity. It was only after he moved away for uni that I finally got some peace.

The summer before I was due to go to university myself, my parents wanted to take Chris and I on one last family trip, seeing as we were getting too old to want to hang around with our parents. We all agreed that we’d go to a camping site we used to visit a lot when Chris and I were young kids. I guess our parents wanted to reminisce on the past or something.

The drive wasn’t too bad, aside from Chris shooting me daggers any time I got remotely near him. For the most part, we ignored each other and had our headphones on.

It was nearing dusk when we arrived at our spot, and straight away Mum and Dad got to unloading the car and setting up the tents.

Very soon, it was clear that they had forgotten something kind of important.

“Shit,” Dad muttered. “I’ve left the other tent in the garage.”

“What does that mean?” I asked, dreading his answer already.

“You and your brother will have to share the second one.”

“No way,” Chris complained. “I’m not sharing a tent with her.”

I tried to ignore the way my cheeks heated.

Dad sighed. “Come on, Chris. It’s only for a few nights.”

“I don’t care,” he huffed.

“Well I don’t want to share with you either,” I said, mostly to save face.

“Oh, Christ, will the two of you grow up!” Mum shouted. “You act like you’re both toddlers!”

“Well, we’re not. I’m a grown man and I need my own space.”

“Chris, if you’re a man you can suck it up for the week. End of argument.”

Chris cursed loudly and stormed off to the lake. I had to resist the urge to throw a big rock at his head.

The rest of the night passed by awkwardly. Chris hardly spoke to anyone, I was my usual quiet self and Mum and Dad were getting far too comfortable with one an other by the fire.

Not able to take any more of the tension, I announced I was heading to sleep early. Everyone – except Chris, of course – wished me goodnight as I headed to the shared tent.

Slipping inside, I undressed quickly, throwing on a vest top and some fresh underwear. I wasn’t that tired, but boredom alone had me drifting to sleep within minutes. I was awoken sometime later by Chris shoving my shoulder harshly.

“What?” I grumbled, rubbing my eyes.

“You’re on my side, you idiot. Move.”

Lifting up, I quickly scooted over to the far side of the tent.

“Keep to your fucking side and don’t come close to me. And if you snore I’ll be slapping you awake.”

I wanted to believe he was joking, but knowing him he was very serious.

“Alright, I get it,” I muttered back.

“Whatever,” he said, pulling his shirt off. I watched him as he slipped his jeans off. Chris caught me looking. “Problem?” He snapped.

I frowned. “Give it a rest, okay? You’re constantly on my case and it’s starting to piss me off.”

“You’re the one eyeing me up.”

I rolled my eyes. “You just woke me up for no goddamn reason, complaining like a little bitch! You’re so fucking petulant when you don’t get your own way.”

“Says you, the fucking little princess.”

I gaped at him. “You can’t be serious? Do you honestly have no idea how entitled you are *all* the time?”

“KIDS!” Dad’s voice came, presumably from his own tent. “Shut your mouths, now!”

Chris glared at me and flopped down into bed, facing away from me. Minutes ticked by, but I could tell he was still awake, and I was too wired up to fill back to sleep. Unable to bear the tension, I spoke up.

“I know you hate me. You make it very tempobet giriş clear everyday. But if just… Once, you could not make me feel like shit simply for existing, I’d appreciate it.” I paused. “I don’t know what I’ve done to you, don’t know what I can do to fix whatever it is that’s broken between us. You don’t understand how much you beat me down all the time and I… I just want it to stop.”

Chris was silent, and I wondered if maybe he was asleep after all. Sighing, I settled myself back down and fell into a fitful sleep.

The next day we all decided to go for a hike after breakfast. Chris and I hadn’t spoken to each other all morning, and frankly I was okay with that. I watched his toned back and legs as we made our way through the trail, wishing my brother didn’t despise me so much. I wasn’t sure when it all started. Maybe we’d always been this way, but I longed for a brother who looked out for and cared for me, rather than one who would likely push me off the edge of a cliff.

It was a hot day, the sun beating down on us all as we walked. I was sweaty and out of breath, but the rest of my family didn’t seem to be getting into any difficulty. The trail was bumpy and full of rocks and stones, so much so that at one point I lost my footing on one, twisting my ankle painfully. I fell to the ground with a yelp, clutching my foot.

“Em? You okay?”

Wiping the dirt from my hands, I shook my head. “I-I’ve hurt my ankle.”

I tried to lift myself up, but my limbs were wobbly. I was about to fall back down to the ground when a fist curled around my bicep. Looking up, I was astonished to see Chris holding me upright. His face was moody and hard.

“T-Thanks,” I said, pulling away from him. As I did, I stumbled once more, and Chris had to once again yank me upright.

“Fucking hell! Just stay still!” He admonished.

Nodding, I allowed him to keep me somewhat upright as my Dad came over and had a look at my ankle.

“Does this hurt, kiddo?” He asked, pressing against my foot.

“It’s a little tender.”

“I don’t think you’ve done any real damage, but I don’t think you should continue the hike. We should get you back to camp.”

“Why don’t you guys just carry on? You’re almost at the top.” Chris stated unexpectedly. “I’ll get her back down.”

My eyes nearly fell out of my head they went to wide. “That’s alright. I can just go by myself-“

“Don’t be an idiot,” Chris snapped. “You’ll only end up falling again and this time breaking something.”

“Are you sure?” Mum asked. “We don’t mind heading back early and making lunch.”

“It’s fine,” Chris said. “You guys wanted to do this so you might as well finish.”

“Emily?” Mum asked.

I looked at Chris out of the corner of my eye, unsure why on earth he’d offer to help me in any sort of way. Maybe he really was planning to throw me down a hill somewhere. But he was right that I needed to get back to camp, and I would only hurt myself more if I did it alone. Not wanting to cause more drama, I nodded.

We bid our goodbyes and Chris began to lead me down the hill, his hand still firm around my arm. We had to take it slowly as I was limping, and I could feel the frustration rolling off him. When I tried to go a little faster and put more weight on my ankle, I tripped some more, almost bringing us both crashing to the floor.

“Jesus, can you just fucking be careful?” Chris shouted. “I swear you don’t fucking listen.”

“Alright, sorry,” I mumbled.

“If you want to fall down and break your fucking ankle, be my guest. Helping you walk in the fucking sun really isn’t the highlight of my day.”

“Chris, I fucking said sorry, okay?! Jesus, just stop! Get off my fucking back, alright?” I yelled. With a combination of sadness and outright frustration, my voice cracked and tears started to form in my eyes. They spilled over my cheeks before I cold stop them. Yanking my arm away from Chris, I swiped at my face furiously, wiping them away.

Chris seemed to pause as he watched me. His face no longer had its moody, brooding expression, in fact, I would describe it as looking close to remorseful, but I knew Chris could never feel that emotion toward me.

After a few moments, Chris gently took my arm and pulled it over his shoulder, taking most of my weight. “Let’s… Let’s just do this slowly, alright? Let me know if you want a break or something.”

I sniffed and nodded, allowing Chris to start walking us down once more. It was another ten minutes of silence before we reached our spot, and Chris carefully deposited me on a wooden picnic table by the tents. Ducking into our parents tent, he came out with some ice from the cooler wrapped in a towel.

“Here.”

“Thanks,” I said in a small voice, taking it from him. I tried to reach down and ice my foot, but I wasn’t that flexible and the angle was shit. Sighing in exasperation, Chris snatched the ice from me and pulled up a chair, taking my injured leg and placing it in his lap. He covered tempobet yeni giriş my ankle with the ice, keeping me in place with one of his hands.

I was in a bit of shock. Chris had made efforts not to touch me for eighteen years of my life. It was confusing to see him handling me with this kind of carefulness. I felt a little awkward, sitting there as he cared for me. I wasn’t used to Chris being so nurturing. He looked down at my ankle, lifting the ice every now and then to check on it. I watched the top of his head, staring at his wavy dark hair. His hands were gentle as he held me, tanned fingers gripping my leg softly.

“I don’t think it will swell too much.”

“Okay,” I said softly.

Chris looked up and met my eyes. We were kind of different in looks. He had the rich dark hair from both of my parents, while I was a dirty blonde kind of colour. What we did share was our dad’s grey eyes.

“I’m sorry for shouting at you.”

I wanted to bark out a laugh, but I was frozen in place. I’d never heard the word ‘sorry’ come from his lips. Not to me, anyway.

“Which time?” It was an appropriate question.

“When we were walking down,” he said. “You were hurt and I shouldn’t have yelled at you.”

That’s never stopped you before, I thought. “Don’t be feeling all compassionate just because I cried. I know you don’t mean it.”

He frowned. “I do mean it, Em. I really just wanted to help you.”

“Why?” I whispered. “Every day you make it clear you wish I weren’t around.”

“That’s not true.”

“Isn’t it?” I laughed humourlessly. “Everything I do is wrong in your eyes. I’m listening to my music too loud in my room, you yell at me. I finish the last of the juice, you yell at me. I get in the shower first, you yell at me. And not to mention how you and your friends used to torment me in school. Dumping everything in my bad all over the field? Remember that? Pushing me into the boy’s bathroom and locking me in? You treat me like the dirt on your shoe every single day, and now because you finally see how your words and actions can affect me, you’re suddenly sorry?” I wiped away more tears that formed. “Save it. I don’t need false apologies.”

Chris looked at me, breathing deeply. I think he might start to yell at me again, but instead he rises to his feet, careful to place my foot gently on the chair. “Keep that elevated and iced. Should start to feel better in a bit.”

Saying nothing else, he turned and walked into our tent. I shook my head, confused. I had no idea what kind of game he was playing, but I was in no mood for mind fucks. Closing my eyes, I drifted off to sleep.

Mum and Dad came back some time later, waking me and calling Chris out to have lunch.

By that evening, my ankle was a lot better. I managed to get myself bathed without any help, and after dinner I hobbled back to the tent just fine. Chris was already inside, lying on his back. He was awake, but said nothing to me when I entered.

I went to my side, looking over my shoulder at him. “I’m going to get changed,” I informed him. I saw him nod.

I felt a little awkward, but it would have taken too much energy to go and find a more private spot to change. I pulled off my shirt and bra, looking over my shoulder to make sure I wasn’t being watched. Getting out of my shorts was a little harder, but by that point I was tired and simply wanted to be comfortable. I shimmied my shorts and underwear down my legs and fished a new pair of panties out to sleep in.

Settling into bed, my eyes were starting to drift closed when Chris spoke.

“It’s not a false apology,” he said, his voice cutting through the darkness. “I really am sorry I’ve made you feel shitty for so long.”

I said nothing, my heart pounding.

“That stuff in school… I was being a dumb kid I guess. There’s no excuse. I should have been looking out for you. My friends would do stupid shit and I would join in. I should have stopped in, and I’m sorry.”

I swallowed thickly. “It’s not just that. You’re like it at home, too. You act like I’ve wronged you in some way. For years I tried to work out what it was that I was doing to piss you off, until I realised I was simply existing, and that was enough for you to hate me.”

“I don’t hate you.”

“Please don’t lie.”

“I mean it,” I felt him shift closer in the dark. “I haven’t always been the best brother. Haven’t treated you the way everyone deserves to be treated. I don’t know why it happened, but I’m sorry it did.”

I bit my lip. “I… I know we’re different. Worlds apart, even. We probably don’t have anything in common. I know I was always the dorky one, the socially awkward one. I even get frustrated with myself for being so shy. And you…”

“What about me.”

I sighed. “You’re everything I’m not. Outgoing, confident. Everyone in school wanted to be your friend. Every girl wanted to be with you. Even my friends, knowing how awful you were to me, used to tell me how much they would love to kiss tempobet güvenilirmi you. They worshipped you and… The worst part is *I* worshipped you too.”

I felt Chris lift up on his elbow. “What?”

“I idolised you, Chris. You were so cool. When you used to skateboard outside the house, I wanted to ask you to teach me. When you started to drive first, I wanted you to show me how it all worked. So many times I wanted to ask you for advice on something, because in my eyes you were older and cooler and knew everything, but I was too afraid to.”

“I’m sorry, Em,” he said after a beat.

I sighed. What else was there to say? We would probably never be close. I didn’t trust that he would stay this apologetic. Whatever had gotten in him today was sure to pass, and we would be back to normal soon enough. With nothing else to add, I turned on my side, away from him, and went to sleep.

When I woke the next morning, I felt a warm body pressed against my back. I left my eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of being in someone’s arms. I forgot where I was, didn’t remember how I’d gone to sleep, but this was a pleasant way to start the day.

A hand was on my breast, cupping it slightly. Something large and hard poked my butt. On instinct, I backed up against it. A deep, masculine groan sounded out.

My eyes flew open.

I was in the tent. Wrapped in the arms of my brother.

Looking down, I confirmed with my own eyes that Chris’s hand was on my boob. I could feel his breathing against my neck, warm and soft. I didn’t need to peek over my shoulder to know that the hardness I was feeling was my brother’s penis.

I froze still, unsure of what to do. If I woke him up, he could blame me for this. If I said nothing, he might think I liked it.

And it wasn’t totally unpleasant, if I forced my mind away from the fact that he was my brother. My nipple started to harden under his palm, much to my embarrassment.

Chris groaned some more, rousing from sleep. His palm tightened around my breast, and his hips pushed more firmly against mine. A small whimper left me. Chris moaned again too, palming my breast more.

I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to pretend this wasn’t happening. A few seconds later, Chris’s hand flew away from my tit.

“Fuck,” he whispered, edging away from me.

I continued to pretend to be asleep and Chris pulled himself together and exited the tent. When he left, I let out a shuddering breath. Pushing away my confusion, I decided to ignore the event even happened. A simple accident, that was all.

I dressed in the tent, throwing on a bikini and oversized top, and walked out of the tent, seeing my Mum and Dad eating breakfast. My brother wasn’t there.

“Morning, kiddo,” Mum smiled. “Come have some food.”

“Thanks,” I said, settling down on the table. “Where’s Chris?”

“On the phone,” Dad answered. “How’s the foot today? You up for a swim?”

“It’s fine,” I nodded. Swimming sounds good.”

Chris still hadn’t returned when I finished breakfast, and I saw him standing by the car as I walked past, his phone to his ear. Not really thinking on it, I made my way over to him.

“…Yeah, I know.” He said. “We can meet up as soon as I’m back if you like? When are you back from France?”

I knew at once he was talking to Megan, his girlfriend. Megan was a girl in my year at school, and the two had been dating for a few years now. She was the typical popular bitchy girl who had very little to do with me. I didn’t totally dislike her, but she always made a point to shoot me dirty looks in school for whatever reason.

“Sure. Yeah, Megs, I know. I’ll see you then? Cool.” Hanging up the phone, Chris turned around and looked at me.

“How’s Megan?” I asked, a little awkwardly.

“Fine. Enjoying her trip.”

“Good,” I said. We both stood in silence for a minute. I wondered if he was thinking about what happened in the tent this morning.

“How’s your ankle now?”

“Good. You really helped me.”

Chris smiled, making my stomach flip. I’d never seen that smile directed at me. “I didn’t really do much. But if you do happen to fall into a pit today, I’ll be there.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m not going to fall into a pit.”

“I wouldn’t put it past you.”

Laughing, I walked over to stand beside him. “We’re going swimming today. I think Mum and Dad want to get going soon.”

“Sure,” he nodded, looking down at me. His eyes dropped to my lips before quickly meeting my eyes again. “Let me just go get my things.”

We spent most of that day frolicking in the large lake available for those on the campsite to use. The water was cool, which was nice, considering the heat of the sun. Mum and I would get out every now and then to lounge on towels, and more than once Chris and Dad decided to splash us both with water. By the late afternoon it was an all out splashing war, boys vs girls. I don’t remember laughing so much before. Chris was his usual vibrant self too, which was nice to witness.

When we were back at the tents, Mum and Dad announced that we’d be having dinner at a small pub that night.

“I don’t know,” I said. “I’m so tired after all that swimming. I think I might just go to bed early.”

“We can’t just leave you here alone.”

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Four weeks of intense anal training and fucking felt so good. I was constantly horny and slipping into sub space, even at work. My poor pussy was begging to be touched. Thankfully, it was time to see Danni again and hopefully, she would give the all clear for Master to fuck my pussy when he feels like it.

Master guided me into the piercing room, my mind was already gone with the morning preparations. See, Master wanted to give Danni another reward for a job well done. My ass-pussy was thoroughly cleansed and filled with Danni’s favourite vanilla milk. Master did his research and found her kink. I was happy to oblige. The constant enema training had desensitised me and I actually found myself turned on squirting fluids out my ass-pussy.

“Oh anal-slut! Aren’t you looking like the perfect fuck toy?!” Danni smiled.

Master had ordered me to put on a tight latex dress that showed off my curves and pierced nipples. No underwear, of course. My hair was up in a bun so that my large leather collar was on display. Danni took my leash from Master and escorted me to her chair. Without direction, I pulled up my dress to expose my locked pussy and plug filled ass as i got into position on the chair.

Danni’s eyes roamed my body, “Someone’s been filling you up good haven’t they?,” her hands glided over my expanded tummy filled with her treat.

I whimper as she applied a little pressure. I needed to release bahis siteleri but I knew I would be punished until Danni or Master gave me permission. I glanced at him for reassurance. Master was setting up a camera, wanting capture everything for future viewing.

“Now, let’s see how this pussy is doing. I betcha she’s crying out for attention uh?”

Danni carefully removed the chastity shield and examined my labia. I tried not to wriggle but the feeling of being touched there was so tortuous, I thought I would cum within seconds! I took deep breathes to prevent my orgasm.

“Well, Master, I am glad to see you’ve looked after your fuck toy well. Her pussy is yours to use from now on. I would still refrain from any extreme activities for another month but vanilla sex is fine.”

“Thank you, Danni. My anal-slut has a little gift for your hard work,” Master approached my head, stroking my cheeks, “Now slut, it’s time to show Danni what you’ve accomplished in your training. She’s in charge for now. Listen to her and be a good whore.”

He stepped back giving Danni and nod and smile.

“Oh I do love a surprise gift! Let’s see what you’ve been stuffed with,” Danni squealed.

Slowly, she tugged and pulled on the plug nestled in my ass. I groaned as she teased me with it, pulling out to push it back in. Tears sprung ass my need to push became more urgent. She giggled at the sight but took pity, slowing canlı bahis siteleri stretching my hole with the large object. Being a good girl, I concentrated on my sphincter, not allowing anything out.

“Good girl, holding it in nice and tight.” Danni praised.

She pulled back her stool and knelt on the floor. I moaned in anticipation.

“Not yet, slut. I want a good taste of this ass first,” she licked and prodded at my quivering hole.

I began to sweat and clenched my teeth.

“Yummy, I could lick this ass all day. Now, give me my reward,” Danni growled.

I instantly let my muscles go, sending a warm stream of milk directly onto Danni’s pierced tongue. The relief and sight made my pussy cream. As my offering slowed, Danni lapped at my hole again, jabbing into me trying to get every bit out. She sighed in contentment as she finished, milk dripping down her chin. She stood up and leaned down towards me, giving me a taste of her milky treat. The mixture of milk, her taste and my ass had me moaning in ecstasy.

Danni pulled back and started to undo her leather trousers, “I want you down on the floor face up, slut, now!”

I scrambled off the chair and onto the floor quickly, not even bothering to adjust my dress. As I laid there, I could hear Danni removing her boots and trousers then she appeared above me. I could see her pierced clit and juices glistening on her lips. I licked canlı bahis mine in want.

“You know exactly what to do don’cha, slut?” she said grinning down.

“Yes, Mistress.”

Soon my face was engulfed in her pussy and ass. She had positioned herself away from me so my nose was buried in her butt and my mouth sucked on her vagina. I lapped and sucked in a frenzy. I wanted to show her my appreciation and willingness to be a slut for her. Her moans and whispers made it more enjoyable. She tasted delicious. I tugged on her lips and drove my tongue into her, fucking her as hard as I could.

“Oh fuck, that’s good slut. Keep tongue fucking me just like that,” she squealed, she began to gyrate and hump my face, “Yes, yes! That’s the spot! I’m going to squirt all over your face, you little whore!”

I flinched as warm liquid gushed out filling my mouth. I desperately tried to swallow it all but failed. My lower face and neck got drenched in Danni’s cum. Almost suffocating, I tapped my hand on the floor and Danni stood up shaking. I took a deep breathe, relieved but also not, as I was so close to cumming myself. Master assisted me to stand.

“I’m proud of you, anal-slut. You followed her directions perfectly and I can see how much you wanted to orgasm but you didn’t. I trained you well didn’t I?” He smiled softly, “Time to go home now though. So I have one thing to ask, do you want me to lock your pussy again?”

Although brief, I found I didn’t like my pussy to be exposed. Unless Master was using it, I wanted to be locked and secure.

“Please sir. Lock it up until you wish to use it, it’s yours after all.”

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It was their third date. Lucas was entranced by his newfound love, Alice, and couldn’t believe their first two dates had gone so well. Ever the gentleman, he hadn’t pushed too far on the earlier dates, two meals at excellent restaurants with gorgeous views. Not that his eyes had wandered far from his even more gorgeous date.

Alice was smart, funny and had natural beauty. Curvy in all the right places with a smile that sent tingles to Lucas’s nether regions. On this third date night, they were in the city and had just finished their meal. It was a cold night as they walked through the city park. They had finished off a bottle of wine over dinner and Alice realised she had made a mistake in not going to the loo before they left. Now, out in the middle of the city, with only dark, cobweb-filled public toilets nearby, she started to worry.

Her bladder was full and sending urgent messages to her brain that it needed a release. But where? She had a thing about public toilets and the nearest restaurant was a good 10 minutes walk away. As the desperation/panic in her eyes grew, Lucas sensed something was wrong. It was only their third date but he was already feeling a connection with Alice.

“Is everything OK?” Lucas asked.

Alice looked at Lucas and wondered how much to reveal. She had had a string of bad experiences with men and the last one had topped it off.

They had been on a bushwalk and the call of nature had taken hold. When she had revealed her predicament, her bushwalking companion had laughed and told her to drop her pale blue walking tights and undies and squat in the bushes. Unfortunately, peeing in the bush was as much a thing for Alice as public toilets and she had tried to soldier on. Her valiant efforts were ultimately in vain. As they climbed the last long hill to the carpark, every step sent a shudder of fear through Alice that she would lose control. Then, on one step, the rock beneath her shoe shifted. Alice stumbled and all control was lost. Pee flooded into her tights, which quickly turned from a pale blue to a dark blue, streaming down her legs in long rivulets, into her sneakers. The embarrassment was terrible … but what was worse was her companion laughing his head off. “How old are you? Two?” he joked. Needless to say, she never wanted to see him again.

Now, here bahis siteleri she was again … and at risk of another date disaster, and this time with someone she was feeling strongly attracted to. She broke into tears as she confessed her predicament. “I need to pee and I hate public toilets. I’m worried I’m not going to be able to hold on …” she sobbed.

“Let’s get out of the park and find somewhere you can go,” Lucas replied.

“It’s too late,” Alice said. “Much further and I’ll lose it. You must think I’m pathetic. Here I am, a grown woman who is going to wet her pants.”

She stared at the ground unable to look Lucas in the eye. She was going to lose him, all because of her stupid, weak bladder.

Lucas thought for a few seconds, put his finger under Alice’s chin and lifted her face to meet her eye to eye. “Here’s what we’re going to do,” he said.

Alice wondered what was coming as she looked into his deep green eyes. “I’m going to sit down over there and you’re going to sit in my lap facing me … and you’re going to let go,” Lucas said.

Alice looked stunned. “What?” she replied.

“I want you to let go while you’re sitting on me,” Lucas said. “That way both our jeans will get wet and no one will be able to work out what happened.”

“Are you sure?” Alice said, fidgeting from leg to leg as she neared the point of no return, not quite able to believe what she was hearing.

“Absolutely,” Lucas replied. “A problem shared is a problem halved.”

He walked off the path, sat down on the grass and beckoned Alice over. She walked to him in stunned silence and sat down on his lap. Lucas put his arms around Alice and held her close to him. They kissed as he ran his fingers through her long red hair just above the base of her neck. The touch of Lucas’s fingers and lips made Alice tingle all over but it also started to evaporate what control of her bladder she still had left.

“Lucas, I don’t thing I can hold it any more,” Alice admitted in a desperate voice.

“That’s OK,” said Lucas. “You can go.”

And with that the dam broke. For a moment, it seemed to Lucas that nothing had happened and then he felt the warmth seeping through his jeans, into his lap and onto his legs. There was something erotic about it, the warm liquid leaving Alice’s body and seeping over his canlı bahis siteleri own. Alice half sobbed as she let her bladder empty, in shock at what was happening. This was nothing like the bushwalk. Finally she was spent and she pulled her face away from Lucas’s shoulder and stared into his eyes. “I can’t believe you did that for me,” she said.

Lucas smiled. It wasn’t quite the third date he had expected but he was falling in love with this raven-haired woman, fast. They got up, and walked out of the park back to Lucas’s car. Fortunately, he kept a couple of old towels in the boot.

When they got back to Alice’s place, she invited him inside. She knew what was about to happen … and she wanted it to happen. Never before had she met a man who would surrender himself in such a situation like that. She led him inside and took him straight to her bedroom. She looked Lucas in the eye and took a chance. She had a feeling that there was more to his offer in the park.

“I get the feeling that maybe you liked what happened in the park,” Alice said. “Would you like to do the same to me?”

Lucas’s heart skipped a beat. It never occurred to him that Alice would see right through him like that and guess his secret fetish. “Yes, I would love that” he mumbled, part-embarrassed at having his fetish discovered so easily but more than anything excited.

“The only thing is these jeans are already wet and so are yours,” Alice said. “Take yours off and wait here while I change.”

Lucas could barely contain his anticipation as Alice disappeared into her walk-in wardrobe. What was she changing into, he wondered. When Alice walked back in, Lucas almost did a double take. She came back in exercise gear, a sunshine-yellow leotard and grey tights

Alice lay back on the bed.

“What about the mattress?” Lucas asked.

Alice smiled, pulling back the base sheet to reveal a protective plastic sheet. “I have the odd wet night, so I keep it protected,” she said with a smile.

Lucas was transfixed by Alice and what she was wearing. He climbed over his chest and knelt with his crotch not far from her chin.

“You were quite the gentleman, back there at the park,” she said. “What you did in my time of crisis deserves a reward. It’s your turn to let go.”

It took a while for Lucas to contain canlı bahis his excitement and reach a state where he actually could let go. Just the thought of wetting a bed was exciting and he had to fight his primal urges. Finally, he got there, realising how badly he needed to pee. He felt a few drops come out and make the front of his undies wet again, before he involuntarily clenched and stopped the flow. Alice frowned. “Is that all you’ve got?” she asked.

Lucas closed his eyes and concentrated. He had never peed in front of a woman before and he worried that stage fright would get the better of him. Finally, once he had relaxed, he felt the pee moving along his shaft towards the tip and knew he was on the point of no return. With a huge spurt, he started to pee uncontrollably. The flood quickly seeped through his undies all over Alice’s leotard and tights, which quickly turned dark with his pee.

Alice moaned as he felt Lucas’s hot pee soak into the lycra and onto her skin. This was amazing. It was one of the biggest turn-ons she had ever experienced. For what felt like a good 30 seconds, Lucas kept peeing until finally his bladder was spent. Alice pulled him down onto the sodden bed and slid her hands down to his steaming, soaked undies. She felt him harden as she rubbed him through the wet material.

Lucas turned and lay down alongside Alice in a 69 position and pulled one of her legs over his body. Lucas put his mouth to Alice’s sodden crotch and kissed her through the leotard and leggings. What he wasn’t expecting was warm, salty liquid to seep through the material as Alice started peeing again. Lucas had never imagined tasting pee before but the moment was so erotic, he lapped at the golden nectar.

Alice moaned even louder, the thought of what her lover was doing leaving her a-tingle. When she was finished, she felt Lucas pulling her almost-transparent leotard down to her ankles, followed by her tights. Once again, she felt Lucas’s mouth on her crotch, his tongue lapping her sideways, Tahitian-style. The sensation was mind-blowing. She pulled Lucas’s lower half closer to her and licked his warm penis from base to tip, tasting salty pee – was it his or hers, who knew? – along the way.

As they lay, licking each other, their bodies entwined on the sopping sheets, Lucas and Alice reached simultaneous orgasms and exploded in each other’s arms. After about 10 minutes, Alice looked into Lucas’s eyes and said: “Would you like to stay the night?” With a smile she added: “Don’t worry, I have a clean set of sheets.”

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Hello My Dear Readers…

It has been really long since the First Part of this Story was published. The initial response to the January Episode was not very encouraging, but after a while the same has been able to find more appreciation, and I Thank You All for the interest shown in this Series.

I am glad to be back with the Tale of Priya – A homely Indian mother who was turned into a Sex Craving Slut, after her encounter with her Son’s Stud Friend.

As the Title indicates, the following is the happenings in her life during the Second Month of 2019, noted down by her son, Varun, in his Diary.

This is very much a direct follow up to the events mentioned in the earlier part, and reading it first may make this more enjoyable.

This Episode is also longer than it’s predecessor, and written over a period of time, and I request you all to kindly overlook some of the inconsistencies in the Narration & Editing. I have tried my best to compile it in the best way possible, keeping the Plot set in India simple, and stretching it only when required.

I am still not sure whether the Final Version matches the Vision I originally had in my mind, but I sincerely hope all of you will like the attempt.

Happy Reading!!

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While January 2019 was the month that turned My Mom, February 2019 was an even more sexually charged period in her life.

Rightfully, it was a more challenging time for her husband & her son – She had been captured by the evil called Lust, and unfortunately, we were all going to be made to feel the harmful after-effects!!

The very first sight I had on the very first day of the new month was that of My Mom fingering her pussy, watching Porn in her Mobile Phone.

It was still early in the morning, and the only reason I was up so soon that day, was because I had to be in College before 6:00 AM, to take part in a Game of Football, and I had instantly thoroughly regretted it!!

I could not believe I had seen my unsleeping mother covered in just her Pink Bra, while her White Satin Nighty, and a Pair of Red Panties, gladly graced the floor of the Living Room!!

It hurt me that she no longer cared about My Dad walking into her dirty deed – He was after all in the very room just a couple of meters away from the couch she was sensually relaxing on.

It hurt me that she no longer cared about the very possibility of her Adult Son seeing her in the most compromising position – I was after all still living in the same house.

However, what hurt me the most was the recollection that My Mom even until a few weeks ago was the most loving & the most caring person to have ever existed!!

She was everybody’s favorite – All Our Family Members, and All Our Neighbours, and All Our Friends simply loved her.

She was the Best Wife My Dad could have ever got, and she was the Best Mother I could have ever wished for!!

It was indeed a real shocker that the very same woman could turn into a Sex Addict, who would go to any length to please her newly discovered abnormal libido, and it was beyond one’s belief that she now was only a mere slut to a lad, younger to her by more than 20 years!!

Our lives had turned upside down, and just as I had duly expected, and rightly feared, February saw considerable changes in my mother’s dressing – She was letting her desires be made public, as she completely ditched her conservative attires, replacing them with sleazy revealing clothes.

At home, she already mostly walked around in her bare form, and when she went out, Tight Low-Neck Tops & Undersized Pairs of Jeans gladly replaced the usual Knee- Length Kurtas & Loose Cotton Pants.

In-fact, I will never ever forget the weekend that followed the first few instances of her indecent exposures – My Dad was home, but My Mom still dared to cross a few more lines by going to the busy Mall nearby, wearing a Skinny Transparent White T-Shirt & Tiny Denim Shorts, sans any of her Intimate Wear, completely neglecting her man’s begging cries!!

With a body size of 36-28-38, at 43, she was always a thick enticing MILF – Though she managed to hide her big assets, even until a few days ago, there was no denying the fact that she was always the owner of huge ripe tits and firm round bums.

But now, she not only wanted the world to know about her hidden alluring bust & irresistible ass, and gain attention, she also wanted to look voluptuous enough, and make sure that men would find it really difficult to walk past her without groping her melons, or spanking her butt!!

My Mom even started purchasing Kinky Inner-Wear & Bizzare Lingerie, from shady shops situated in the most explicit areas of the City.

She would happily pose in them, as soon as she got back home, and send her teasing selfies to her Athul, who in turn brashly showed the pictures to his Best Buddies, before making sure he shared it with enough boys who were friends with me, as well – Those who saw her in her Slutty Undies, would crave for her with extreme intensity, queenbet yeni giriş spending days doing nothing, but just giving her the slimiest of tributes!!

My Dad was fully broken seeing his wife stray in such unbelievable fashion, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He had been married to My Mom for more than 20 years, and he had never ever guessed a woman so lewd was hiding inside her!!

He was well informed about the dissatisfaction he gave her, making him feel helpless, and to stay away from the immoral burden, he spent most of his time at his Office, despite often overhearing his own colleagues talk about his spouse’s raunchy escapades.

My Dad tried his best to hold himself together, but the moment he saw his once dear partner’s offensive images show up on the screen of his Young Male Intern’s iPad, he realized he just had to accept defeat!!

February 14th soon arrived, and it was Valentine’s Day – My Mom desperately wanted more of Athul on the Special Occasion, but so did his Teenaged Girlfriend, Anna.

As far as the bullish hunk was concerned, he wanted to please both the women, but at the same time, he wished to fuck his Elder Sister-In-Law, Raashi, too, and also fancied further degrading his already defiled Aunt, Soundarya!!

Just as one would have predicted, he got all what he wanted, and he was very well the one in control, easily having his way with his women.

It was undoubtedly a very loud & crowded affair, but Athul did all that was required of him to make each of his conquests climax multiple times, with his 12 inched monster working at it’s best!!

My Mom was the latest entrant in his List of Owned Pussies, and he rightly took her last, during the Session that ultimately seemed like a never ending Fivesome.

She had to wait for hours to finally get her share, but she still remained excited, throughout the activity – Any amount of time spent near to her young mate was measured in gold by My Sex-Crazed Mother, and she patiently enjoyed watching his flawless power moves!!

However, much to her own surprise, the delay in getting her holes stuffed had prompted the birth of a very intriguing venereal thought, in her mind – She started to seriously wonder being a part of many more similar situations, but where she would have all the participants for herself.

She asked her soul if she really wanted to be with just an Athul – She questioned her inner-self whether it was an Athul among women, who had men crawling all over her body, that she really wanted to be!!

The very idea was in all ways a great revelation, considering the reality that My Mom was a very pure innocent female all these years, and it was just fortnights ago that she even hoped for another man’s meat!!

While the carnal atmosphere that the scintillating session offered was majorly responsible for this twisted fantasy, what truly pushed My Mummy was an equally important discovery in the course of the Group Sex.

Before, During and After the 1 on 4 Hardcore Orgy, my mother was gifted with certain very private details about the other ladies in Athul’s life, and the information unsettled her!!

The crux of the matter was simple – All 3 of her fellow countrywomen wore Hot Inners of Superior Quality & Style, that were rare to find.

Athul’s sleep deprived Bhabhi, Raashi, his chubby Aunt, Soundarya, who was actually there against her will, and even his curly-haired petite Girlfriend, Anna, all wore the kind of Intimate Apparel my mother had never seen before.

They all stripped out of their clothes with a lot of pride, displaying their Expensive Sexy Lingerie clad bodies, putting My Mom’s non-branded collection to shame!!

It did not take much time for her to understand that the trio had their Bras & Panties supplied from Online Stores, and realize that not only where the products more gentle on the skin, but the Virtual Shops also had far better options than what she had been selecting from.

She fittingly felt like an idiot for taking the pain of travelling to secretive non-licensed Underclothing Outlets, risking her own safety, and wasting a lot of time she could have used to give herself pleasure, when she could have effortlessly made the purchase from the comforts of her home.

Yet, what completely broke her was the realization that it was Athul who would choose these Seductive Models for the three women, and he had been doing that ever since he won them, months ago!!

All of them keenly took part in conversations with each-other, every time they got a break from moaning & groaning, and they all had a great time sharing more & more of their darkest sensual secrets.

It was quite a sight, and this Wicked Union was easily supposed to be Athul’s biggest victory, but unfortunately for him, most of the topics discussed only managed to make My Mom jealous & upset, especially over the actuality that the bull never offered her help with Frillies, despite gladly feasting on the tons queenbet giriş of stimulating Pictures she sent him!!

The proficient lad was smart enough to quickly sense the unrest, and to make amends, placed the Order for an unbelievably alluring Pair of Lingerie, for my mother, but the lack of sincerity in his action only made things more appalling.

It certainly disturbed her, and she was disappointed to know that the boy never really cared for his friend’s mother – But to her own amusement, the incident also straightaway provided her a pacifying hint that she was one step ahead of her other compatriots, at-least in terms of independent decision making, and convinced her that she had the potential to think just like her male stud, if she wanted to, and with a little more exposure, she could be exactly like him!!

The same cognizance fueled her dream to be The Female Version of Athul, even more, but never did she think she would have her yearnings of becoming a real full-fledged slut fulfilled so fast!!

It was only a few days after the muddling but satisfying vile group activity, and My Horny Naked Mom was busy frantically rubbing her bruised clit & mercilessly fingering her sour cunt.

She had made herself comfortable in the Big Brown Sofa in our Living Room, and was erotically thinking about the most aggressive among My Elder Cousin Brothers, as she touched her interiors with some serious intent – She was angry at Athul, and by imagining about her own brother’s eldest son, she wanted to prove that she had it in her to become a proper MILF Slag, who got laid with the men of her choice!!

It was still unclear how strong her new desire was, but what was obvious was that she had clearly started hating her imposing intruder.

My Mom was tired of the 20 year old animal making her call him DADDY – Of course, she loved it the first time!! She loved it the second, third & fourth time, as well!! But she also felt dejected when she realized his Bhabhi, and his Aunt, and his Girlfriend, too, addressed him as DADDY!!

Though my old lady had lost a lot of her sanity, she still knew that she had no right to feel betrayed.

Athul owed her nothing, and he was free to do anything to anybody he wanted to!!

Having said that, she still felt miserably broken.

She definitely had her own plans set, and wanted revenge, but not one hour would pass without her stuffing her fingers inside her love-hole, thinking of her son’s friend!!

My Mom was in a dismal state – She somehow wanted to get back at Athul, but at the same time, also needed him to keep her gratified, and for reasons still mostly unknown, the sexual hunger strangely led to her visualizing her young nephew, in very lusty scenarios!!

I was 19, and my above mentioned cousin brother, Vikas, was 24. He was well built like Athul, was strong & demanding, and believed to be very active on the bed, and a perfect replacement for his vagrant aunt’s previous partner.

“Ohhhhh!! Yessss!! Vikkaaassss!!” My Mom whined, as all five of her fingers worked their way to the insides of her drenched pussy.

She was happily picturing her new would-be lover fill her in the most demeaning fashion, and was completely lost – She was at the peak, with her eyes and mouth wide open in sexual awe, about to climax, and it was only then that she shockingly noticed an unusual figure peeping in at her, through the open window!!

My Mom was insanely furious, catching the outrageous freak.

She was fully uncovered, and an unpleasant stranger was feasting on her steamy figure, but more importantly the carnal ecstasy she was receiving, imagining My Elder Cousin Brother take her in front of My Dad, had been brought to an abrupt end!!

“Sorry!! I am so sorry… I did not see… I mean… Hello Ma’am… I… I am… My name is Senthil. I am from Radiance Online Bra & Panties Store… I came here to deliver your order. I hope this… Is your Size… Ohhh… What was it… I hope this will fit you tightly!! I mean… Fit you well… I mean… I am…” the shabbily dressed unconfident man stuttered, as he held out a neatly covered package towards my raging mother, who had immediately opened the front door, even before she got her Hot Red Night Slip back to covering her, causing the Salesman cum Deliveryman to frighten!!

My Mom was certain she had not ordered anything, and only had an annoyed glance at the Brown Colored Box, but she was also bright enough to quickly understand that the contents of the bundle were the very Pair of Lingerie Athul had purchased from the Internet, as a desperate attempt to keep her, making her more livid.

“Aren’t you too old for this Job?! Bloody Creep!! And how dare you shamelessly ask me what my sizes are!! You also want to know if they will fit me… Like… Seriously?! Come On… Don’t you have any kind of dignity!! You know what… I think I should register a complaint!! Radiance Industries should never hire people like you… In-fact, why can’t your company queenbet güvenilirmi just send some responsible presentable young men?!” she shouted fiercely, after shifting her attention to the unwanted onlooker, fully oblivious to the fact that her last statement had a sleazy vibe to it!!

Well, in her defence, that is how My Mom has always been – She has always found it difficult to react spontaneously, and correctly, and even her dialogues felt meaningless if she told them without prior plotting.

However, right then, she was in one of those uncomfortable unsure situations, and also, she was fighting a depressing inner battle, and the lack of firmness in her speech & actions was an obvious repercussion.

To be more precise, she was on her way to forget about her stimulating affair with Athul, and it was a huge thing for the recently but extraordinarily sexually addicted female!!

Moreover, she wasn’t expecting the parcel, either – This was first time an Online Delivery was being made to her address, and she very truly had no idea a package was even coming her way that day.

She wasn’t waiting for it – She just wasn’t ready for it.

Most importantly, she was definitely not prepared to expose herself to somebody who would never feature in the List of Men she wanted to be with.

She was rightfully disturbed!!

“Please don’t do that, Ma’am… It was a genuine mistake!! Please!! I am sorry… I was not asking you for your Sizes… That is not what I meant… I was only trying to recite what I had by-hearted, but I failed… I had practiced it, and I knew I was supposed to say it correctly when I handed over the Box to you!! I was just shocked!! I didn’t know I would see something… I mean… Meet someone like… I mean… Ma’am… This is my First Day at Work. I wasn’t ready for you… I… Please, Ma’am… I am not that kind of person!! I was shocked!!” the grey-haired Salesman cum Deliveryman was literally begging, folding his hands and pleading!!

To be fair to him, it wasn’t really his fault – He was there only to fulfill his duty, and it was not his mistake that my mother was engaging in an extremely sensual deed, least bothered about the surroundings, and he only ended up doing what anybody would have done.

And My Mom knew it, too.

She was angry and irritated already, thanks to her Athul stud, and she was somehow nearing a climax without his help, physically or mentally, when she found the Salesman cum Deliveryman was looking at her through the window – She failed to achieve her goal, making her even more pissed, and she ultimately took out all the frustration on him.

That is what really happened, and My Mom in actuality was least bothered that one more man had seen her bare form!!

Despite being in an unpleasantly vulnerable state, my female parent was still correctly kind enough to forgive the poor man, and agreed to let him go without any complications.

She accepted the Box, and smiled as he handed over the same, and was just about to ask him to leave, when she amusingly noticed his raging hard-on!!

“Ohh Myyy…” she mouthed – My Mom could not believe what she was seeing.

His penis looked huge even in it’s hidden condition, and seemed to be eagerly waiting to jump out of his Pants.

It looked so stiff, and to the very delight of both the individuals, the Zipper of his Torn Old Trousers broke open, freeing the exceptionally big piece of meat!!

It was no secret that My Mom did start to crave for new cocks, but she also obviously thought it was only going to be young boys filling her.

However, that was definitely not the case, anymore.

She was going to welcome all cocks that came her way – She was going to love all cocks.

Each Cock & Every Cock that came her way would turn out to be the very Cock she desired for!!

To her bloody luck, the older man in front of her had a chopper that was as well hung as her younger boy bull’s cutter, if not bigger.

She knew she had to have him that very second, and she brought the otherwise supposedly formally dressed Agent inside the house, grabbing him by his erect pole!!

My Mom happily entertained him in the living room of our residence, stroking his dick relentlessly, and instantly sitting in the squat, she began blowing his excited rod.

His penis was clearly dirty, with a stinking smell, and he already looked like it had been ages since he had a bath – His stick tasted so lewd it seemed like he had not had a bath his whole life.

Yet, the mature woman just did not care!!

The filthy scent and the salty pee flavor only managed to turn her on even more.

She was willingly licking his hairy balls clean, and even went on to swallow the pair, and express greater lustful love!!

As expected, just moments later, she gladly made him naked – His huge monster, packed with pumping veins, was throbbing, and looked filled with blood, commanding respect.

My Mom undoubtedly felt obliged to obey the venereal signals it emitted!!

“How Old Are You?!” she had asked him, as she pulled the whole of his pants down, in a polite tone, though she fully knew his answer wouldn’t matter.

“56!!” he had very softly replied, the same time she started to unbutton his shirt!!

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Cammie Nellton is a 29 year old secretary at Swan Davers Investigation for Jasper Swan and Caleb Davers. Caleb has asked her out a few times in the 2 years she has been working there and she has accept only a couple of times. Every day she hopes that will be the day that Jasper will notice her but she has finally given up and decided to take actions into her own hands.

She told both Caleb and Jasper that she had a doctor’s appointment after lunch and wouldn’t be there for the rest of the day. She left first for lunch and sat I her car across the street from their office waiting for both of them to leave. When they were both gone she left her car across the street and slipped back in the building and into Jasper’s office.

In anticipation of her plans she was wearing a short chocolate pencil skirt that made her legs look longer with a silk cream colored blouse with a red lace bra and matching thong with a red garter belt that was holding up her black thigh highs. When she got in his office she went to a mirror on the wall that was for decoration and took her long wavy chestnut brown hair down and ran her fingers though it in the light she could see the red tint in her new wild looking hair. She took in her slightly tanned skin and quickly applied some makeup to give her emerald green eyes more of a smokey mysterious look and dark red lip stick with a hint of gloss. She was a little nervous this was her first time to try to seduce someone who seemed not to notice her. Satisfied that she looked very much like a seductress and hopefully appealing she went to sit in his chair at his desk and wait.

Jasper was on his way back to the office and for some reason couldn’t seem to stop thinking about Cammie but what was new he was always thinking about her. He supposed it was a good thing she wasn’t going to be there when he got back she was driving him more nuts than normal today with the way she was dressed and he could see a hint of a sexy red lace bra under her cream colored silk blouse or was that just his imagination, red had always been his favorite color on a woman and he knew she would look killer in it. Oh well, he would never find out he knew Caleb was interested and she had taken him up a few times so she was obviously interested in him to so he wouldn’t poach.

As he got to the office and got out of his car he realized as normal that thought s of Cammie had given him a hard on if he couldn’t stop thinking of her soon he would have to spend the rest of the day behind his desk. So as he walked back to his office he tried to think of some of the cases he was working on but Cammie in red undies bent over his desk kept popping in his head.

As he opened the door to his office he noticed that the window blinds were closed and the room was dark he didn’t remember closing them. Then, before he could kaçak iddaa turn the light on he thought he caught a whiff of the sweet perfume Cammie wore but wrote it off as a figment of his imagination. He hit the light switch and as he looked back at his desk his chair was facing away from him and slowly turning. He immediately got ready for a fight but when the person in his chair came into view he froze in shock as he heard her silky voice.

“I have been waiting for you Jasper.” Cammie said with come hither smile.

“God if this is a dream don’t let me wake up.” Jasper whispered.

He knew it had to be a dream she was wearing the same thing she was before lunch but her hair was down he had never seen her with her hair down before, it looked like an erotic mix of earth and flame haloing the most seductively angelic face he had ever seen. He also noticed that her blouse was unbuttoned just a bit further and he was sure now the she was wearing red under her clothes. He swallowed audibly.

She stood up and walked toward him swaying her hips in the most seductive rhythm.

“I am tired of waiting Jasper it’s time you took notice. I want you and I will have you I am not waiting any more I will have you Jasper I will have you now.” She practically purred.

He stood there in stupor and one question popped in mind.

“What about Caleb?” He asked hoarsely he has never in all his 32 years been as hard as he was right now.

She looked confused as she asked, “What about him?”

“Well you have gone out with him aren’t you in the wrong office?” He asked.

She laughed then, “Jasper you poor blind fool you, I am in the right office I went out with him hoping to get your attention.” She responded.

It was his turn to look confused now as she walked toward him again. Now only inches from him she placed her hand on his shoulders and looked up with a smoldering look in her eyes.

“Don’t you want me to be here?” She asked a little unsure of herself now.

He didn’t respond he simply pulled her tightly against him and kissed her with all the pent up passion he had been hiding. Her fingers curled into his slightly unkept black hair and pulled him closer as she started to rub against him.

He was sure he was in heaven now, no way could life feel this good he didn’t know how he had died and he didn’t care as long as she stayed there. He heard a noise from the outer office but didn’t care till she pulled away.

“Caleb’s coming.” She said turning around and heading for his desk.

“Jasper you’re not going to believe this.” Caleb was grumbling.

Cammie pushed Jasper down into his chair and slipped under his desk pulling his chair in so that she was between his legs and his hard cock in plain view pressing against his black slacks. Just then the office door opened and Caleb walked kaçak bahis in.

“Man we are so fucked,” Caleb started complain taking a sit just as Jasper felt Cammie’s hand rubbing on his cock, “This temp service couldn’t find anyone to come fill in for Cammie this afternoon. I wish we could call her and tell her to reschedule till we can find a temp.” He continued.

Jasper was having trouble focusing on what Caleb was saying and even more trouble trying to keep a natural look as he felt Cammie unzip his slacks and free his hard throbbing cock. Caleb was still talking but Jasper couldn’t make out the words as he felt her light velvety touch stroke him. Just when he thought he could refocus on Caleb he felt her warm, wet, silky mouth wrap around the head of his cock and instinctive jumped and took in a shocked breath. Immediately he started coughing trying to cover his reaction. Caleb gave him a worried look.

“Man are you ok?” Caleb asked standing up looking like he was going to move closer.

Jasper quickly nodded and motioned for him to sit down.

“I sorry what were you saying?” Jasper choked trying to think of a way to get Caleb the hell out of his office.

“What are we going to do about the phones?” Caleb continued.

It took Jasper a minute to remember what they had been talking about as he could feel Cammie’s mouth sliding up and down his cock.

“Answer them ourselves we’re not imbeciles we can answer a few phone calls.” He replied.

“I guess your right. Well, I guess we should get back to work.” Caleb responded and stood to walk out the door.

As soon as Caleb was out the door and Jasper heard him go to his own office he slid out from his desk jerked Cammie out from under it by her shoulders making her stand as he did.

“Woman I am going to kill you.” He said in a menacing voice as she laughed.

Then he kissed her hard and punishing crushing her to him. Then without warning her turned her around and forced her to bend over his desk almost out of his mind with lust.

“Stay.” He barked at her as he moved to lock his office door and she laughed in delight while staying as he had commanded.

He came back around behind her without a word and forced her skirt up and over her hips. He let you a low growl as he saw her perfectly firm shaped ass in a lacey red thong outline by a matching garter belt. He took only a second to enjoy the view before he reached down and ripped the thong clean off her. He held the thong to his face and let out another growl as he got the scent of her sweet arousal and could feel the dampness of the panties. Without a second thought he took his long hard cock in his hand guided his cock to her steaming hot, wet cunt then rammed it in to her.

She gasped in pleasure as he claimed in that one rough primal thrust. He could tell she illegal bahis was already close to climax but he had to stop for a moment she was so wet and tight. He could feel her inner walls gripping him as he stayed still for a moment let her adjust to his size. He wanted her more than anything but he didn’t want to hurt her.

Without warning he pulled back till he was almost all the way out of her and when she whimpered in protest to losing the feel of his long, hot, hard cock deep inside her he rammed back in again. This time he didn’t pause the friction was too sweet to wait. Slow and hard he started pumping his cock into. Her moans of pleasure were becoming more intense her inner muscles getting tighter around his cock she was so close. He wanted her to come this way first. He leaned over her never breaking the rhythm and started to stroke her clit with his fingers while he pumped into her.

“Come for me Cammie. Let me hear you come for me.” He whispered roughly in her ear.

As if on command she through her head back and screamed his name as he felt her inner muscles spasm around him in silky steal grasp. He moan roughly loving the feel of her juice flow around his cock. The he pulled out of her and sat in his chair that was right behind him he spun her around to face him and pulled her onto his cock without warning.

“Ride me.” He demanded, “Show me how much you want me.”

She immediately obeyed and started rocking on his cock her head tilted back. He moved his hands all over her at once need to feel her skin under his hand he ripped her blouse open and sucked in a breath at the sight of her creamy firm breast supported by red lace. He pulled the cups of her bra down so that he could see her rosy nipples and watch her breast pounce as she continued to ride him. He wanted to taste her and could think of no reason to deny himself he took one nipple in his mouth and sucked hard. She gripped his hair in her hands and held him closer to her as she through her head back farther and screamed his name as she came for him again. He watched in awe he had never seen a woman more erotic then the one rocking his world as she rode him.

He could feel himself getting closer and grasped her hips in his hands rocking her as hard and has fast as he could. He had never felt anything so consuming like a wild fire spreading through him. He could feel her getting closer he wanted her to come one more time to come with her.

“Come with me. Just one more time.” He whispered.

As he took her mouth he felt her orgasm start and let himself go as they screamed into each others’ mouths as they came together riding the wave of ecstasy. As the waves died down he buried his face in her neck lightly kissing her.

“I ruined you shirt.” He whispered and she giggled.

“You can buy me a new one.” He replied.

“On one condition.” He said.

“What’s that?” She asked.

“We set the office on fire like this at least once a day from now on.” He replied smiling.

“Deal.” She laughed.

THE END

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“Oh my god. I just realized something, David—did you know that to some people I’m now a MILF?”

Gorgeous redheaded Anna, who was so voluptuous she was barely fitting into her pink bikini, with her boobs spilling out the top, said this just after a handsome man slowly walked by as we were at the public pool. He had given her a look that was beyond admiration—even while she was playing with her baby Ben on the towel right next to her.

“Anna, I know you’re smart, but are you just figuring this out now?” I said, in some exasperation, because she was beyond pretty, and yet very obviously a mother. And so of course she was a mother that a lot of people would love to fuck. And my secret shame was that I was among them.

It was my secret shame not only because I wasn’t her husband, but because her husband was my best friend Nick. But Nick was over in Afghanistan for the indefinite future back when this happened, about a dozen years ago. But I still have a very clear memory of all of it.

Before Nick left, he and Anna had taught me how to help care for their baby, which was for now seemingly my main job in life. And that included feeding Ben lots of breast milk, both from the bottle, and by bringing Ben over to Anna’s luscious, milky breasts. They didn’t seem to have any problem letting me see Anna’s breasts, but I was apparently maybe the only one beyond the immediate family treated that way.

When Nick left he made me promise to look after Ben and Anna. I was supposed to keep Anna from being unhappy, and I was trying—sometimes a little too hard.

As I was around Anna more and more, talking with her, getting to know her well, and seeing more and more of her milk-filled tits, I rapidly fell in lust and in love with her at the same time.

She seemed to know at least something of how I felt, and I had even kind-of told her, but most of the time she pretended not be fully aware of my longing for her.

And I pretended the same—at least some of the time.

But we kept getting closer to crossing the line until one day, when we were tipsy on wine, and her breast pump had run out of batteries, she let me nurse one of her painfully overfull breasts when baby Ben was asleep.

Did we let this happen because her breast was too full and hurt? Well, that was the excuse. But it was really because I was desperate for her breast, and for her milk—and she knew it. And she, I found out, was longing for affection and sensuality.

Anna’s milk was so sweet and delicious that it’s difficult to describe. It’s the food of the gods, even if usually only babies get to have it.

As I nursed her that day, a week ago from the point at which I’m picking up the story, behind the locked door of her bedroom, Anna had told me at first it was only for the milk, and to relieve her discomfort. But then she got so turned on by my nursing of her tit, and how I had told her how she tasted so good, that she started fingering her pussy underneath her sweats.

Anna rapidly came, a few times, and as she did so even more milk squirted into my hungry mouth

Then she wanted to help me with my problem—my rock-hard cock under my shorts, which she could see the outlines of and feel. But I just couldn’t take that step quite yet. It was partly that I was a shy virgin, but also that Nick was my best friend. And so I went into the bathroom to take care of my needy dick, calling out Anna’s name as spurts of my sperm came shooting out.

From a certain perspective, maybe I didn’t completely betray Nick that day. But this is the story about how slowly and surely, as more barriers broke between me and Anna, I stabbed my best friend in the back. Or, did I? As I think it over even now, trying to tell it as honestly as I can, I wonder if there’s something in what happened that someone might forgive, at least a little.

Unless you’d actually met Anna and known her the way I did, anyway, you couldn’t understand how it would take someone almost superhuman to resist her. Anna was not just beautiful, but kind, funny, and smart. And she was suffering….

When I’d nursed her that day and she’d fingered herself to orgasm, she told me to promise to keep it a secret from everyone. And I had agreed. In fact, she told me that even between ourselves we had to pretend that it had never happened.

And so, somehow, for a while, we did.

Remember “Doublethink” from George Orwell’s “1984”? The characters have to somehow keep one idea and its opposite in their minds and in their actions at the same time?

Looking back on it, that was kind of me: doublethinking about Anna and my feelings for her, and what we had done.

On one level Anna and I both were pretending that I was still a loyal friend to Nick, a trustworthy friend, who was just taking care of his baby and lovely wife day after day, without desiring her.

But on another level—simultaneously—we both knew that I’d sucked on her breast, had felt her her sweet juice on my tongue and throat, and that my cock was straining with desire for her. And that she, güvenilir bahis Anna, had been so turned on by my kissing, and then gently nursing, and then strongly suckling on her nipple and breast, that she’d given in to touching herself, coming to a shuddering climax.

And now she was asking me if I knew she was a “MILF.”

To keep up our game, I had to still pretend I wasn’t one of those lusting after her, and so I retreated to an almost college-course question.

“Doesn’t the term MILF bother you? It seems kind of offensive and sexist.”

“Oh yeah, I guess,” Anna said, looking at me with a cute pout on her mouth, “But it beats the alternative.”

“Which is?” I asked, still a little exasperated, even as looking at her freckled swelling tits was in danger, yet again, of giving me a hard-on.

“A Mother you *don’t* want to fuck, of course. That’s what I was to Nick.”

“What!?” I said it a little too loudly, in surprise and shock.

This was totally new information to me that there had been trouble in Nick and Ann’s sex life, and I couldn’t quite believe it.

“What?” I repeated, more quietly, after I noticed a middle-aged woman a few yards away looking over at us.

“You didn’t know that?” Anna said, in almost a conspiratorial whisper, “I thought Nick would have told you that he’d lost most of his desire for me.”

As Anna said this she looked embarrassed, but also like she still wanted to talk about it.

“I had no idea,” I said quietly, and still in shock “Why? You’re so beautiful, Anna.”

I said this simply, but with such truth in my voice, that I realized, not for the first time, that I’d said too much.

“Thanks, David,” Anna said with one of her ironic smiles as she glanced over at me looking at her.

She then looked lovingly down at her baby Ben, who had recently learned, at six months, how to sit up on his own. Then she said,

“David, does it weird you out to think that little Ben came all the way out of my vagina?”

She looked back up at me, studying my reaction.

“Um, well,” I said, in shock again, and stalling for time, “I hadn’t really thought about it much.”

She was still looking at me and waiting for me to say something. I guess she was seeing if I was grossed out.

I wasn’t sure what I thought as I tried to imagine a baby going through her vagina, and didn’t know what to say, and so just added, lamely, “He was a lot smaller then.”

“Yes you were!” Anna said in a cute baby voice, turning back to Ben, “Or else it wouldn’t have been possible. No. Not possible!”

He smiled at her.

Anna suddenly turned back to me, and said, in a more normal voice:

“I think it sort of freaked Nick out. He was in the hospital room with me during labor, which took forever. There was some blood, as there almost always is. He had said he wanted to cut the umbilical cord, and he did. But he was so pale he was ashen. I think the whole pregnancy and birth thing was just a bit much for him….” Anna trailed off, again studying my face.

“Anna, I don’t know what to say. You know I’m a virgin. I just don’t know anything about any of this stuff. Can’t you talk to one of your girlfriends or your mother about this?”

She looked at me, clearly hurt, and her face started slowly crumpling up. I knew from past experience that she was starting to cry. She’d done a lot of crying since Nick had left for Afghanistan.

“Not really,” she said, as tears welled up in her eyes. She stifled a sob, not very successfully.

A tear spilled down her beautiful freckled face.

I reached out slowly and wiped her tear from her cheek, still marveling at the poetry of her, even in sadness. She gently held my hand, and then put it up to her mouth. She then started gently kissing my index finger with her surprisingly warm mouth and tongue, holding it there, with her warm breath on it. My dick twitched.

Since we were at a public pool I had to be careful about my overly sensitive teenage cock. I very slowly and gently pulled my hand away, and said:

“Um, you can talk about it with me, if you want.”

“OK,” she smiled at me, tears still in her eyes, “Thanks.”

“So,” I said, trying to be helpful, “It started after Ben was born?”

“No,” Anna said with a big sigh, “It started way before that. Really when I was about four months pregnant. Nick found the whole pregnancy thing, and the changes to my body, to be just, well—it turned him off. We hadn’t really planned it you know, and so it was just such a shock to him, I think.”

“Yeah,” I said, not really understanding. But then I remembered how a look of almost disgust would cross like a shadow over Nick’s face a couple of times when he talked about the changes to Anna’s body.

“You’re his best friend, David, and I thought you would have some insight into what was going on with him.”

“Not really,” I said, “I mean, I knew sometimes Nick could be squeamish. But then he also had all this interest in the military, and blood and guts in the movies and stuff, and güvenilir bahis siteleri so I…..I just don’t know what it means.”

“What it means,” Anna said, “Is that I haven’t been getting much for almost a year.”

“Getting much?”

I thought I knew what she meant, but I was so shy and mostly innocent then, even in my raging horniness, that I didn’t know what to say.

Anna, thinking I was genuinely confused, took the index finger of one her hands, stretched it out, and then inserted it slowly back and forth into the curled up “vagina” of her other hand.

“Yeah, I get it,” I said, blushing and looking down.

“Sorry, David,” she said, “I keep forgetting how innocent you are. Are you still shocked by my raunchy sense of humor?”

“Maybe a little,” I said smiling and looking up at her, “But it’s been one of the pleasures of getting to know you to realize that a woman as beautiful as you can still have a sense of humor kind of like…a guys.”

“So—you think I *am* a MILF?” Anna said, raising her eyebrows and looking funny and sexy at the same time.

“Yes! You’re a MILF!” I said, a little too loudly, and the middle-aged woman looked over at me and glared. I covered my own mouth in shock at what I’d said.

Anna laughed. And her laugh, I should mention, was really like a kind of beautiful music to me. I never got tired of that laugh, which was so magical and unusual.

“Uh, I think we’d better talk about this at home,” I said.

“Yeah,” Anna said, as her laugh finally died down.

“Come on, Ben, let’s go!” She added. She now looked happy. And so did Baby Ben.

Then Anna suddenly glanced at her phone, and a look of worry crossed her face.

“Oh my god. I forgot about Moira.”

“Moira?” I asked, as I thought about her beautiful brunette friend from high school, who was actually in my grade. Moira and I had just graduated, while Anna and Nick had graduated a year ago. Moira was this year’s valedictorian.

“She’s coming over?” I added, worried. I’d sort of gotten used to being around beautiful Anna. But beautiful Moira too—who was also almost certainly the smartest woman in the whole school? I have to admit it made me kind of nervous.

“Yeah, she’s probably already there. Luckily it’s a short drive back. Let’s hurry!”

In spite of what she said, I drove my parents’ old car just regularly. I wasn’t going to bounce Ben on a speed bump in his car seat just because of Moira.

When we got to Anna’s house, which was really also my house, because Anna and Ben lived in the caretaker’s cottage in the back of my parents’ place, Moira was already there, standing impatiently, and looking at her phone.

“Oh, there you are!” Moira said, sounding a little annoyed.

Moira was about as different in looks from Anna as you could imagine. Where Anna was tall, voluptuous, and redheaded, Moira was short, slender, and had almost black hair. But where they were similar was that they were both, in their different ways, very pretty.

“Hey babe!” Moira said to Anna, reaching up for a hug and kiss on the cheek, and then she noticed Anna’s figure with almost a shock.

“You are smokin’ hot girl! Look at your boobs! I haven’t seen you in a bathing suit since,” and here she looked over at little Ben with only mild interest, who I was carrying in his removable car seat.

Like some other women, Moira and Anna liked to compliment each other a lot, sometimes in personal ways.

“I know,” Anna said, smiling, “Remember how I wanted big ones? Now the curse is that I have them.”

“Were a lot of guys at the pool hitting on you?” Moira asked.

“A few looked like they wanted to, but David scared them away. But look at you,” Anna added, “you are a total hottie, as usual.”

Moira had a well-put together Jewish-Hipppie-chick vibe that she did very well. Her breasts were medium-small, but she’d sometimes go braless, as she did today, with stylish and yet casual tops that gave you a good sense of her gravity-defying pointy breasts.

“Oh, shit,” Anna suddenly added, “is this your new car?!”

Sitting on our long driveway was a new emerald green Miata convertible, with its top down.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Moira said, beaming at it with pride as strongly as Anna beamed at baby Ben, “Mom and Dad just gave it to me for choosing boring state U with the full scholarship over much more expensive Wellesley.”

“What is it?” Anna asked, since like some women Anna was a bit vague about cars.

“It’s a Miata,” I said, with genuine admiration, looking at the sports roadster with almost as much longing as I looked at Anna’s breasts, adding: “Very nice car, Moira!”

“Thanks, David,” Moira said, looking at my face and seeming to just notice me. And she seemed to really like me for the first time, even though I’d had AP classes with her for years in high school, because I’d so sincerely complimented her new baby.

“And look at it,” I said, looking down at her little car: “leather, Bose stereo, and even a manual transmission!”

I iddaa siteleri drove a manual too, but I didn’t think any women my age did.

“You know it, baby,” Moira said, looking at me in a slightly sexy way, and adding, “That’s the only way to go, with the joy stick in your hand.”

Moira got a faux-horny look on her face as she caressed and shifted an invisible shift knob in her hand, almost like it was an erect dick with large head.

“Moira!” Anna laughed.

“Sorry!” Moira mock-said, although clearly she wasn’t, “I was just lost in the moment.”

“Has Vittorio left?” Anna asked, clearly making a point. He was the handsome Italian exchange student that Moira had been dating last year.

“Yeah,” Moira sighed, “how could you tell?”

“Just a hunch,” Anna said, “But maybe you can figure out a way to fuck your car!”

They both laughed.

“Let’s get inside,” I finally said, laughing too, but a little nervously, since this was kind of crude talk if my mother made one of her rare forays out of the big house.

“Ben needs changing,” I added.

“Oh yeah, the little tyke,” Moira said, looking down on him with minimal enthusiasm.

So we went in, and while Anna went to the back to change out of her bikini, I changed Ben.

Moira looked on with barely hidden disgust as I wiped Ben up thoroughly, put him in a fresh huggie, and then dressed in him a cute sailor’s outfit.

“Do you want to hold him?” I said when I was done.

“Not really,” Moira said, “I wouldn’t know what to do.”

“That’s OK,” I said tolerantly, “Ben knows how to sit up now. Don’t you little guy?” And I sat him up and he balanced easily and looked around the room with his green eyes, which were rather like his mother’s, smiling.

“Just play with him with this rattle. I’ll be right back with his bottle.”

I got one of the bottle’s of Anna’s breast milk from the fridge, quickly heated it up in the microwave, and then brought it back over to Ben and Moira on the floor of the living room.

In spite of herself, Moira seemed charmed by Ben, who was smiling at her and flirting up a storm as he shook his rattle in one of his little hands.

“He is kinda cute,” She admitted.

Moira then watched as I squirted some of Anna’s milk from the bottle onto my wrist, checking the temperature. And then I licked it off.

“Ewww!” Moira exclaimed, as Anna walked back into the room.

As she saw Anna, Moira said, “David just licked up some of your breast milk!”

“What’s wrong with that?” Anna said, sitting down on the couch.

Anna had, I saw, dressed herself up much more than she ever did for me, in capri slacks, nice shoes, a stylish blouse, and even quite a bit of make up. I realized not for the first time that women dress for each other much more than they do for men.

“Wow—Anna, you are gorgeous!” Moira said, genuinely wowed.

Anna did suddenly look like a model from a clothes catalog.

“Thanks,” she said modestly, although I could tell she knew it was true, and was enjoying Moira’s compliment.

Ben, seeing his Mom, started reaching out for her, and I knew what he wanted.

Anna started unbuttoning her white designer blouse, while I picked up Ben and brought him over.

Anna unhooked her nursing bra, and I saw for at least the hundredth time the front of her freckled milk-filled right breast, with its large pink areola and medium-sized nipple.

Baby Ben latched on immediately, and started vigorously sucking at Anna’s boob.

“Shit,” Moira said, impressed and even a little shocked at the same time, “that’s quite a show.”

“Does Nick know,” Moira added in a slightly worried voice as she glanced over at me, as I sat down on the living room floor again, “that David’s seeing all this?”

“Oh, yeah, it was his idea. And it’s almost impossible to put a cloth on anyway….Look,” Anna added, and grabbed a cloth and draped it over her breast and baby Ben. Ben almost immediately reached up, grabbed the cloth, and threw it on the ground.

Ben was revealed again, grinning while sucking on Anna’s tit.

“Yeah, I see,” Moira said, looking over at me.

Moira then said to me, “I bet if I told you in high school that you were going to see Anna’s breasts almost every day, you wouldn’t have believed me.”

She was studying me.

“No, I wouldn’t have,” I said, blushing a little and looking down.

“Oh, it doesn’t matter to him. David sees me at my worst pretty much every day: leaking milk, burping, farting. I think at this point point I’m a total turn-off to him. And anyway, he’s the most loyal friend to Nick you could imagine.”

“Yeah,” Moira said, looking back over at Anna, “I saw him changing Ben’s diaper. Even if you’re paying him, that’s total loyalty.”

“I forgot to mention, Moira,” Anna said, suddenly getting a very mischievous smile on her face, “That David’s been trying to screw up the courage to ask you out for coffee.”

“Oh yeah,” Moira said, looking back over at me with an appraising look.

“Yeah,” Anna added, “He says that you’re smart, funny, and really pretty!”

“Anna!” I said, and grabbed a soft couch pillow that was on the floor and threw it at her. She deflected it easily with her arm, and it fell to the floor.

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Brad finished his finals early and thought he’d surprise his mother and drive home that afternoon instead of waiting until morning.

He knew his mother went to bed early and didn’t want to wake her so he took his shoes off when he got home and tip-toed down the hall to his bedroom. When he finished in the bathroom and was headed back to his room he heard noises farther down the hall coming from his mother’s bedroom.

Brad was surprised to see his mother lying on her bed naked with Mrs. Wilson with her bright red hair kneeling between her legs. She was pulling his mother’s panties off.

Brad watched while Mrs. Wilson went down on his mother. He had had many wet dreams about his mother but he never thought he’d see his mother’s pussy getting eaten by their neighbor.

The image of his mother lying naked with Mrs. Wilson’s face buried in her pussy was something he’d never forget. He turned around and headed back to the bathroom to relieve the growing pressure in his pants.

Brad was fixing breakfast in the morning when Cynthia came into the kitchen wearing nothing but panties and a cut off tee-shirt that barely covered her nipples.

“Hey, I didn’t think you were getting home until this afternoon.” Cynthia gave Brad a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

“I finished my exams early. I got home late and tried to be quiet. I hope I didn’t wake you.”

“No, never heard a thing,” Cynthia replied. Of course that wasn’t true. She had heard the garage door opening. Jo was just pulling her panties off when she saw Brad at her bedroom door. She wasn’t about to stop to close the bedroom door.

“I need to put on some clothes,” Cynthia said as she headed back to her bedroom.

“Don’t asyabahis yeni giriş bother on my account,” Brad said. “I’ve seen you naked lots of times.”

“And I’ve seen you naked, but never the less, it’s inappropriate for a mother to be parading around in front of her son wearing next to nothing. Besides, Jo and I are going for run this morning.”

When Cynthia changed into her jogging clothes she thought about skipping the sports bra but the thought of her breasts bouncing up and down for 5 miles convinced her to wear the sports bra.

When she got back to the kitchen she was wearing the same tee-shirt as before but now had the sports bra underneath. Her spandex running shorts were pulled up tight between her legs. Her pussy couldn’t have been more obvious if it jumped out and bit Brad on the nose.

Just then Jo knocked on the kitchen door and entered. “Hey, Brad. I haven’t seen you in a while. You look all grown up.”

Brad thought Mrs. Wilson was the perfect MILF. Her flaming red hair, perky breasts and narrow hips called to his penis every time he saw her. So it wasn’t much of a surprise when his mother pointed at the growing penis sticking out the fly in his boxers and said, “XYZ.”

Brad looked down. “Sorry,” he said and adjusted his boxers.

Cynthia looked at Jo and said with a smile on her face, “Yes, he’s all grown up.”

After their run Brad heard Mrs. Wilson and his mother talking as they walked up the drive. “Brad is a real hunk. Did you see his dick sticking out of his boxers? You should really jump on that!”

“I know!” Cynthia replied. “I could really use a good fuck but Brad would freak out if I came on to him.”

“Holy shit,” Brad asyabahis giriş thought to himself. “Mom wants to fuck me.”

“Hey honey,” Cynthia said when she and Jo entered the kitchen. “Jo and I are going to the water park this afternoon. Wanna come with us?”

Brad enjoyed watching Mrs. Wilson and his mother at the water park. Both had bodies that did the string bikinis they were wearing proud.

Mrs. Wilson’s breasts kept popping out of her bikini every time the wave machine started up. And his mother’s bikini bottoms kept getting wedged between her ass cheeks on the giant water slide.

When they got to the “Lazy River” they could only find two tubes so Jo took one and Cynthia shared the other with Brad.

His dick was already semi-hard when his Mom sat on his lap. When she adjusted herself his dick wedged itself right between her ass cheeks along with her bikini.

Brad didn’t even last one trip around the lazy river with mother’s ass wrapped around his cock before he was rock hard and cumming.

Cynthia grabbed Brad’s cock when she was getting off his lap. He didn’t think it was a mistake.

“Mom!”

Cynthia looked at him with a small smile on her face before letting go of his cock. “Oh, sorry.”

Jo came up to them and said, “That was fun. Let’s go around again.”

Brad said, “Okay, let me run to the bathroom first.”

When he returned he said to his mother, “I was wearing a Speedo underneath my swim suit. I just took it off so I’d be more comfortable with you on my lap.”

Cynthia looked at her son and paused for a moment before saying, “I need to get my sun hat.”

Cynthia put the sun hat in her lap when she sat down on Brad.

“Lift asyabahis güvenilirmi up a bit,” Brad said. He pulled his cock free of his swim suit and adjusted it so it was between his mother’s legs instead of her ass.

Cynthia lifted up again, pulled her bikini to the side and guided Brad’s hard dick to her pussy’s entrance before settling back down on Brad’s lap.

Brad buried his cock as far into his mother as he could as she slowly moved her hips up and down. She got so caught up in the rhythm that Brad had to hold her down.

After she came she settled back down in Brad’s lap and sighed deeply. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been properly fucked.”

“Don’t stop now,” Brad pleaded. “I haven’t cum yet.”

“Oh, sorry,” she said and rocked her pussy back and forth until Brad grabbed her hips with both hands and slammed his cock in to his mother’s pussy one last time. It was a couple minutes before Brad relaxed his body and let go of his mother.

After getting home that afternoon Brad and Cynthia were sitting in their kitchen having a late lunch. “Mom, do you want to talk about what happened at the water park?”

Cynthia confessed, “I know, I’m sorry but your penis was jammed between my butt cheeks.”

Her eyes were getting watery. “It’s been nearly three years since you father ran off with that floozy and I haven’t had a good fuck since. When I sat on your cock all I could think of was getting fucked.”

“That’s all I was thinking of, too!” Brad stood up and dropped his shorts. His cock looked like an iron bar sticking out the fly on his boxers.

Cynthia reached out and touched her son’s hard cock. She bent over and kissed the tip. She could taste the pre-cum.

“Mom, you better stop or I’ll be cumming all over your face.”

“Well, you better fuck me now hadn’t you.” Cynthia got up, pulled her shorts and panties down to her ankles and leaned over the kitchen counter.

“Don’t just stand there, fuck your mother!”

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