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There are men I’m drawn to.

Like a moth to a flame. And as an ever eclectic being, there are various reasons why I may find myself beguiled by a man. But there’s this one man with whom I have not quite as common a dependency.

I love our fellatio chemistry.

When I suck him off, there’s no one else in the world. His shaft, built for my mouth. His head, built for bursa escort my throat. His hands strong but tender caressing my face, tangled in my hair as he slowly grinds himself into my salivating mouth. No one exists but us. I’ve never felt as though I was making love to someone via head, but I think calling it anything other than throat love is a disrespect while bursa merkez escort more fervent seem stiffened. But that’s not the only thing that’s stiffened. If he were any more erect my mouth would be in trouble. Bulging with veins I feel across my swirling tongue. All his clues are there but one. I’m careful not to change anything except for bursa sınırsız escort my increase in saliva to accommodate his furious pace of friction. Then… he grabs my hair & I prepare to receive my reward in…

3 Fuuuuuck.

2 Breath.

1 Grunnnntt.

I gulp.

Again.

Slow sucking until his grip on my hair is loosened.

It’s sensitive so I tenderly release my grip.

Caress then suck the balls. They can still handle some touch.

That produces a few more drops from the tip.

Waste not.

Softly suck up what remains glistening in the slit.

He flinches.

I giggle.

He sleeps.

I smile.

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This is not a quickie, honestly that’s just not my style. It’s pretty different from most of my other stories, but something I wanted to try (Read what you want into that). Hope someone out there finds it enjoyable.

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I’m not really sure how to start this story; as it’s been a while since I wrote anything. This is a story about my wife, about how much I love her, and about a fantasy I’ve had for a long time. If I’m being perfectly honest, it’s a story I’m writing FOR my wife.

First off, let me tell you a bit about my wife.

For the purposes of this story, I’ll call her Amy. It’s also important (At least, to me) that you understand I love my wife dearly. We’ve been together about 12 years, and have two kids we love to death (and like many parents, sometimes wish to strangle to death).

Amy isn’t what most would describe as the centrefold wife you typically read about in most online erotic fiction, she has flaws and I love that about her too.

At 36, Amy is about 5ft 2in tall, wears a 40C or 38D bra depending on the brand and carries a few more pounds than she’d like to. She’s wanted to lose some weight since giving birth to our youngest, though I love her exactly as she is. She, like so many women in our society is unhappy with her body, no matter how often I remind her she’s sexy exactly as she is.

I try to tell her that the little bit of sag to her tits isn’t something to be ashamed of – I love them. They are the perfect size to fill my hands, and they hang so perfectly that even after 12 years, I can’t get enough of staring at them. You’ve no idea how amazingly sexy it is to see them hang down as she crawls on all fours towards me in bed; without a doubt it’s the sexiest thing I have ever seen, and I wish she did it more often.

Amy is both a great wife and an amazing mother. She’s always working hard to take care of everyone, and still finds time every so often to do wonderful things for me, like bringing me home treats, sending me naughty pictures when I’m on the road, or getting her pussy waxed perfectly smooth like she knows I love it. All this on top of working full time shiftwork at a local big box store.

Anyway, I don’t want to rant on too much about how I love my wife, how great she is, or her body – suffice it to say I do, she is, and Yummy!

I’m 100% sure she has never been unfaithful in our marriage; she has made it perfectly clear she’s happy with me, and I can honestly say I have never had any interest in sex with another woman.

You’d think with everything I’ve said about her, I’d be perfectly happy, and for the most part I am. As cliche as it sounds, It’s not you, it’s me…

I am nothing special to look at. Honestly, I could pass you in the street and you’d write me off as a typical middle-aged dad (Dad-bod and all). In the bedroom, I think I keep my wife happy, though my 6 or so inches wouldn’t get me a starting role in any porno films. I work in IT and you’d probably be able to guess that just by looking at me.

No, the real problem is this fantasy I can’t shake, I get off imagining my wife showing off to and fucking other men. I think about it a lot! I’ve alluded to it before when I was feeling particularly horny, but until recently I’ve never really come right out a said it.

Sure, we have our playful sexual banter like I expect most couples do, and she knows when I’m getting horny because I start to make much more inuendo-laced comments.

More to the point through, I travel a fair bit and the odd time she would make a comment about me going away, she’d playfully suggest she should take on a boyfriend and I’d reply with something like “Make sure you send me pictures” or “Okay, but I want a video”. She always thought these comments were just a joke, and laughed them off.

A few weeks ago, while I was on a business trip (Only 2-3 hours drive from home), I was feeling pretty lonely and I kind of sprung it all on her in a text message:

Amy: You heading to bed?

Me: Yeah, in a few minutes. Just watching a movie.

Amy: Well, think about the other night when you do… did you like it?

Me: You know I did. I love your smooth pussy.

Amy: Hehehe

Me: You do it for me? Or there a boyfriend you do it for while I’m away?

Amy: Hehe. You’ll never know.

Me: Well, the least you could do is send me a pic or two with his cock in your mouth, or his cum leaking out of your pussy.

Amy: Hehe

Me: Or, I’d love a video of him pounding into you.

Amy: OMG I just got so wet.

Me: Now I’m hard thinking about sliding into your pussy with his cum in it.

There was a couple minutes of pause with no response here. I got a bit worried I was going too far, and thought I should explain a bit.

Me: It’s a bit of a turn-on for me to think about you fucking someone else.

Me: I’d really like to hear you talk about a time when you were with someone else and how you liked it, maybe sometime when we’re having sex you can tell me about a few guys.

Amy: Hmmm. Who are you… where is this coming escort bursa from?

Me: Haha. Been thinking about it for a while, just never got up the courage to ask. 😉

Amy: Hmm

Me: If you find it too weird it’s okay xo

Amy: I’d have to think about it.

We said our goodnights a little later, and I went to bed thinking I’d definitely sprung too much on her all at once.

My wife didn’t mention it after that, so I mostly left it alone. At one point she told me about her friend whose husband was on an anti-depressant (I think) that was causing his libido to go wild to the point she couldn’t handle it. I nearly suggested to her that she should offer herself to take on some of the load (Pun intended).. but I chickened out.

Fast forward a few weeks.

I’d bought my wife a massage table for her previous birthday, and as she absolutely loves getting massages, I thought I might be able to push things a little further with some roleplay. We’d never done much roleplay before, but I figured it was a safe way to see if she might be into it.

I set the massage table up in our bedroom, put on a few spa candles and some soothing music. Our youngest, whose bedroom was 2 floors down in the basement, had already gone to bed and our oldest was out with friends.

As my wife entered the room, having just put on the last load of laundry, she saw the room and laughed.

“Hello miss, I’ll be your massage therapist today. If you’d like to disrobe to whatever point you’re comfortable, lie down on the table here under the blanket, I’ll wait out in the hall.” I said in my most business-like manner.

“What’s all this?” My wife asked with a knowing grin.

“Your massage appointment?” I asked, trying my best to sound confused.

“Due to the pandemic, we’ve had to rearrange all massage appointments as home visits. Did our receptionist not call to confirm?” I was getting right into the character, surprising even myself.

“Oh, yes.” My wife said after a moment’s hesitation, catching on and playing along. She set the empty laundry basket down and closed the door.

“You don’t have to leave the room though.” She said, reaching for the waistband of her pants.

“I’m sorry Miss. That would be very inappropriate.” I replied, stepping past her. She had a bit of a disappointed look on her face, but seemed interested to see where I lead things.

“Just call when you’re ready.” I said, stepping into the hall and closing the door.

A couple of minutes later, I heard my wife call out.

“I’m ready” I peeked inside to make sure she was playing along and she was lying under the blanket as expected. Judging by the lack of bra straps or underwear lines I assumed she was completely naked underneath.

I wondered briefly if she was always completely naked for her massages, the thought gave me a little thrill in itself. Many times, I’d thought about my wife completely naked in front of strangers.

I headed over, grabbing the belt that held our massage oil and put it around my waist.

“Any concerns I should know about before I get started miss?” I asked, remembering that was a question I’d been asked the one and only time I’d been to a professional massage therapist.

“No, I’d just like a very thorough and deep massage today.” She replied simply. I was thrilled she was playing along fully.

I know my wife very well, she LOVES getting massages. If truth be told, her extra weight does terrible things to her back, neck and feet. I knew she was at least as much into this experience for the massage as any “happy endings” that might come later.

“Very good miss. I’m going to start on your upper back, then I’ll move down to your legs and feet.” I assured her, taking a generous pump of massage oil and kneading it into my hands to warm it.

“Amy.” My wife said simply. “Call me Amy.”

“Sure thing Amy.” I said, as I started working on her shoulders with a slow, deep kneading motion.

“Unghhhhh.” She moaned into the face hole of the massage table. I worked my way slowly from her shoulders, down first one arm, then the other taking particular care to never leave her without one of my hands on her. She moaned and sighed enjoying every second of the massage, but I kept it completely professional.

I rolled the blanket down to work on her lower back, but never to the point of exposing anything that wouldn’t be in a real massage. When I was ready to move to her legs, I rolled the blanket back up over her back to keep her warm.

Moving down to her left leg, I slid the blanket off her lower leg and underneath it, exposing her leg and thigh, as I’d seen in a massage video on YouTube. I wanted to make sure I did it like she would expect a real massage therapist would, ensuring that she was never exposed. She laughed quietly when I did it.

Amy, like every woman I’ve ever met loves getting her feet rubbed. I spent a good bit of time on each leg and foot, again never going farther up her leg than a professional would have.

My wife was nearly asleep when I asked her to görükle escort roll over for me. I lifted the far side of the blanket so she would be able to roll without me being able to see anything, and when she’d rolled over, I was greeted by a quizzical look on her face.

“Is something wrong Amy?” I asked with all the concern I could muster.

“No.” She said simply, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. “It’s just that, the last time I had a massage, the therapist took a good long look at my tits when I rolled over.” I was hard instantly, and she laughed at my sudden silence.

“Well miss…” I began, stumbling. “Sorry, Amy. If you tell me that therapist’s name, I can report him.”

“Oh no. Don’t do that.” She said with a sexy smile. “I wanted him to look.” She added with a hint of lust in her voice. “Actually, I wanted him to do a lot more than that; but unfortunately, he didn’t.” She finished, staring me directly in the eyes.

Had my wife just admitted that she liked to show off for her massage therapists or that she wanted to fool around with them? Or was she just playing the role? I wondered. Did she know how horny it made me to hope it was the first option?

“Well, I’ll just continue with your shoulders on this side, before doing the fronts of your legs” I said, pulling myself back together.

“That’s too bad.” She whined playfully. Normally, I can read my wife with ease, but she was either acting like a Hollywood veteran or she was telling the truth. Laying her arms atop the blanket, I noticed she had somehow slid down to within a millimetre of her large areolas coming into view. Her nipples were clearly hard and tenting up the fabric, screaming to be exposed.

I cast around for something to say while I worked, to keep my mind off my wife’s amazing breasts.

“What does your husband do?” I asked, while working on my wife’s shoulders.

“He works in IT.” She said with her eyes closed. Then she smiled. “Actually, he should be home in about an hour or so.” She added. “I hope he’s horny, I know I am.” She finished, rubbing her hand along my erection as I moved past her hand. Despite my careful attempts at professionalism to that point, I slowed to allow her to wrap her hand around my rock-hard erection. After a moment, I realized what I’d allowed her to do and gently pulled her hand away so I could move to her legs.

As I began working on her legs, I again pushed the blanket under her. Despite the blanket, as I lifted her left leg I was greeted with a quick peek of my wife’s smooth, hairless pussy. She was watching me intently now.

“I have a bit of pain in my thighs.” She said simply, indicating the inner thigh.

I began innocently enough by rubbing her foot, then slowly moving up to her thigh. I massaged the thigh as I thought a professional would, keeping my hands away from her “sensitive” areas.

After the left leg I did the right, and as I began to move my hand back down again, she suddenly said “Actually, it hurts a bit higher”.

After a brief, intentional pause, I returned my hands to her leg and slid my hands a bit higher. I knew I was right on the edge of what would have been inappropriate in a real massage. Looking up, I saw her eyes were closed, and she moaned deeply.

“A little higher” she said invitingly.

“I’m sorry miss” I began.

“Please!” she pleaded, cutting me off. “I need this.”

“But your husband?” I asked.

She climbed off the massage table, letting the blanket fall to the floor. Without breaking eye contact, she lay down on the bed completely naked, legs raised in perhaps the most inviting pose I had ever imagined and smiled at me.

“My husband” she began, pausing for obvious effect. “Will want to see your cum leaking out of me when he gets home.” As she said it, the same words I had texted her so many weeks before, I knew I couldn’t control myself anymore.

I shoved my pants down, grasping both her legs, I lined my cock up with her waiting pussy and I thrust forward.

Smack! I bottomed out inside my wife so hard my nuts hurt.

“Yes!” She hissed.

I withdrew until only the tip remained inside, then thrust back in again.

Smack!

“Fuck me!” She yelled.

I did.

I started thrusting into her with wild abandon, bending down I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth “Yes, harder!” She cried.

I thrust into her again and again, feeling her clench down on my cock with each thrust. I knew it wasn’t going to last long, but I fucked her with everything I had in me.

“I’m cumming!” we both called out at almost the same time.

I exploded inside her, feeling Amy’s orgasm tear through her, her pussy muscles clenching down on my spurting cock. I could feel her spasming again and again and when I was finally spent, I collapsed on top of her.

“Fuck!” I sighed into her.

“Fuck!” She agreed.

Then, something happened that proved to me how much more alert women are, even in a sex crazed state than men. The front door slammed shut, and my wife said bursa escort bayan with a surprisingly believable note of panic in her voice “My husband’s home.”

Without thinking, I jumped up, grabbed my pants and had closed our bedroom door behind me before I remembered it was just roleplay.

“Dad?” I heard my daughter call from the front entrance.

“Yes honey?” I called back, trying to keep the disappointment out of my voice.

“Can you help me with my phone?”

“Sure babe, just a sec” I called down the stairs. I opened the bedroom door to tell my wife where I was going, she just laughed “Better go save the world down there” and rolled her eyes.

I found my daughter standing at the front door, shoes still on, smacking the back of her phone.

“It won’t work!” She whined, sounding more like when she was five than seventeen.

After a few basic tests, I figured the phone was just frozen like phones get sometimes – so I pulled the battery out, reseated it and as the logo finished flashing by, I handed the phone back to her.

“Thanks dad!” My daughter said without looking up from the screen.

“No problem babe.” I said, turning back toward the stairs.

“Oh, Chrissy’s coming to get me. I’m staying at her place tonight.” She added with glee, as her text messages started coming in rapid fire.

“Weren’t you just out with her?” I asked, confused.

“No, I was out with Kaelyn.” She laughed.

“Okay babe. I’ll let mom know, she’s asleep upstairs”

“K, night dad” She replied, turning back toward the front door.

“Good night, be good.”

As the front door closed behind my daughter, I turned back towards the bedroom with a wicked grin on my face. “Time for the husband to come home.” I said to myself.

Back upstairs, I eased the door open and peered inside. My wife had put away the massage table, the candles were gone and she was propped up in bed with the news on.

Amy’s tits were hanging out above the top of the blanket, like she knows I love them to be.

“How was your day at work?” she asked as I closed the door behind me.

“Day at work? Aren’t we going to talk about the amazing sex we just had?” I thought to myself. Then it dawned on me, she was still playing along.

“Oh, it was fine, just the usual PEBKAC” I said, unsure whether I could rise to the occasion again already if she pushed this further.

“PEBKAC?” My wife snorted, a look of genuine confusion on her face.

“Yeah, you know. Problem Exists Between Keyboard And Chair. PEBKAC”

She laughed hard, nearly snorting at the term.

I quickly removed my clothes and slid into our King-sized bed beside her.

“How about yours?” I asked.

“Oh it was amazing.” She said with a heavy sigh. “I had fun.”

“Oh?”

“Well, I got a massage today.”

“Oh, that’s nice.” I said, attempting to play it cool.

“Here in our bedroom” She said timidly.

“Here?” I asked, trying to sound the concerned husband.

“Yeah, the place I usually go was closed because of COVID. So the guy came here to do me.” She said it with a mischievous grin, she was watching my face closely.

“And did you enjoy it?” I asked, my cock quickly beginning to harden again at her words.

“Yes” She purred. “He went soooo deep.” She added in her sexiest voice.

“Did he?” I asked, getting very excited despite knowing it was all just roleplay. I was rock hard again, she was playing her role so perfectly, I loved every second of it.

“Yep” She said, sliding her hand over to grasp my cock. “And he released so much tension inside me.” She added in a sexy whisper, slowly beginning to stroke me. “I could show you how much he released inside me if you like?” She asked suggestively.

“I’d like that.”

“I bet you would.” She said sliding the covers off her body. My wife spread her legs wide as I climbed between them to get a look. “Do you see it?” She asked, pulling the lips apart with her hand. In the low light of the room, I honestly didn’t see it. I moved closer, my face only inches from her pussy.

Then I saw it, a small pool of cum lay on the sheets below her pussy, with a faint, but steady trail coming out of her.

I’m not sure what made me do it, I admit I’ve thought about it before, but any time I’d already cum inside my wife I’d lost the urge to do it.

With her spreading the lips of her pussy already, I moved slowly forward and licked her clit hard.

“Holy fuck” She moaned deeply, releasing her lips and gripping the headboard with both hands. I licked her clit again, tasting her exquisite juices. I was beyond horny; I sucked her clit into my mouth and began lapping at her slit.

“Woah honey.” My wife said between gasps, reaching down to push me away. “Are you sure you want to do that?”

In answer I licked her from the base of her slit to her clit and began to devour her pussy. To be honest, I don’t really recall tasting anything other than my wife, but I kept up my attentions on her pussy until she came hard, mashing my face against her.

I love it when she pulls my head in, forcing my mouth harder against her pussy.

Rising up I slid easily inside her. The feeling was heaven. In my mind it wasn’t my cum inside my wife, but his; another man’s seed was inside my wife.

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Chapter 3 Daddy’s Home

It was almost time, and Lori went in to finish dinner prep, which apparently was just for the two of them, and I was to serve it. In His infinite wisdom, he had ordered my wife to make a very light dinner. He didn’t want us weighed down by food for the later activities. I would be “having my dinner later (teehee).” I knew what that meant and the thought made my dicklet swell in its cage, which was pretty painful, as the cage was really too small even more me. It had dawned on me that he and my wife had orchestrated this whole evening without my knowledge. I wondered exactly how much contact and conversation they had had.

We were on pins and needles… and finally the intercom buzzer went off. Lori sat at the set table as if she were a guest. Candles lit, romantic lighting in the room, soft romantic music playing in the background, I ran to get the door as “Madame’s maid, Michelle.”

When I opened the door, there he stood. He was wearing exactly what he had on earlier but with a leather jacket instead of a lab coat. While we had done all this prep for him, he hadn’t even bothered to change. He wore a plain black tee, which was a bit snug on him, so that his powerful physique was apparent, and the same black chinos, through which I could see the profile of his deliciously large package. There he stood, almost mythical in his proportions; large, muscular and fit. I fell into a reverie undressing him with my eyes, seeing the outline in his pants and imagining the beautiful beast curled up in there.

“Hey! Faggot! You gonna ask me in, or just stare dumbly at me all night?!”

“Yes, Sir, sorry, Sir. Please come in.”

“Is your, erm, ‘mistress’ home?” Yeah, yeah, I get it, I thought. I’m the maid.

“Yes, Sir, everything is ready. Right this way, please.” I took his jacket and led him to the table where my wife sat looking every bit the cheap street whore who had wondered into the Waldorf.

He sat across from her, barely acknowledging her face and staring at her big beautiful barely covered tits and projectile nipples.

“Here,” he said, handing me a very nice bottle of white wine, “chill this and get me a gin and tonic, and a plain seltzer for the… erm… ‘lady’ (hehe).” He chortled.

“Yes, Sir, right away, Sir.” As I turned to tend to the drinks, he gave my ass, a forceful but playful swat, then he grabbed my right buttock and with it pull me toward him. He felt for the plug, giving it a few taps. Sending waves of pressure toward my prostate and making me squeal like a little girl and drove my dick to push against its confines painfully.

I am embarrassed to say, that my only thought, as I was being roughly handled this way, was “maybe there is a chance I can convince him to fuck my ass.” I wiggled my ass for him, hoping for more attention. With his large hand, he slapped my whole ass including the plug, forcefully; the feeling drove me crazy, and, once again, caused discomfort to my pulsing pecker up in the front.

“Go get our drinks, Michelle!”

“Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir.” I fixed the drinks from our small bar and set the wine to chill, and checked on dinner, which was about ready to go in the oven. It was roasted salmon in a butter sauce. Lori was a great cook and had set it up so that even a kitchen klutz like me could put it together. I just had to put the fish in and toss the salad.

When I came back with the drinks, he and my wife were intimately speaking just like all those times at the clinic. It still stung to watch their intimacy; my heart would break a little bit every time. However, as with the physical pain, I figured the emotional pain was a part of it. Had it been easy to give him my wife, it would not have been as meaningful a submission.

The emotional pain I felt now, was to serve him. It would please him to know how much this would wound me, and it was my duty to allow him that pleasure, and indeed any other pleasure he wished. But that meant that I had to continue to feel the pain. Getting used to it, as if it were nothing, would dimmish the gift of my submission to him and his superior Cock, I reasoned.

Another time, I passed by to see him leaning forward with Lori’s nipples between his thick fingers. He had opened up the slit further and now both of her titties were framed by thin material of the tank-top. As he squeezed and twisted them mercilessly, my wife would shriek and squeal, her face showing anguish. But she kept her body leaning forward offering herself to the torture. I gasped when I saw this; the picture of Mrs. Smith’s breasts and the effects of his treatment of them came into my head.

When I could hear their conversation, she was detailing our old sex life. And, He was making astonishingly vulgar jokes, while she laughed uproariously. As I was going about my serving duties, I heard a sentence that ended,

“…with that tiny little dick?”

“No, Sir, not ever, only with his tongue. I never had the heart to tell him, but I bought a dildo the first year we were married, and used it when he wasn’t around.” I bursa escort bayan heard Lori respond, and he broke into a guffaw, and she followed suit. Then she loudly proclaimed, “it’s smaller than your pinkie, Sir.”

This was yet another dose of that emotional pain. As she said this, he reached under the table and her miniskirt and roughly buried his fat pinkie (indeed bigger than my dickie) into her twat. She moaned and cooed despite how roughly he had done it.

“Like that?” He prompted.

“No, Sir…way smaller, Sir.” He scanned the room looking for a comparative. From a catchall bowl on the sideboard, he took a tube of Chapstick and just as unceremoniously pushed it in and out of my wife’s perceptibly drenched cunt, with no effect. “Yes, Sir…just about like that, maybe a little smaller.” He took out the lip balm and replaced with the index and middle fingers of his right hand, in a rapid violent manner. Her response was palpably different. She gasped, closed her eyes, and made moaning noises. He did it a few more times and stopped. “Thank you, Sir, for putting your fingers my pussy.”

When I brought dinner out, he looked over at my wife’s plate, and said, “take half of that off her plate. I don’t want her bloated.” He also rationed her wine consumption. He didn’t want her tipsy either. He said we had sober decisions to make tonight that would affect the rest of our lives and we should fully be present.

With dinner done, we moved to the living room. Mr. Jenkins asked for a scotch and said I should have a half a one to ease my nerves. Once we settled in the living room, we finally “got down to business.” My role as Maid Michelle seemingly over. He sat on the edge of our sofa and motioned both of us to our knees at his feet.

He suddenly returned to the professional manner I had experience throughout my treatment and said: “I want to make sure to explain to you both how this going to work, though you have an idea of the arrangement. As I told you both before, I have no intention to form a romantic relationship with your wife, sissy. I will never fall in love with her or go off on a romantic getaway.

If you both agree, she will be totally mine sexually. You will no longer have access to her body–that deal is not really serving either of you very well, anyway. By accepting the terms, you agree that I will use her for my pleasure whenever I desire it. Neither of you will be allowed to have an orgasm without my permission, and you will beg before I allow it.

Cucky, you will no longer be allowed to come from touching your clitty. All of your orgasm will come from prostate stimulation. Slut, I know there were sexual positions that you would not perform for cucky here. I can understand why. But that is all nonsense, I will use all of your holes, in fact your whole body as my sexual playground. There will be no limits on my access. There are no safe words. I will be the one to determine what you can handle; if I fail and it leads to something tragic for you, you can at least be happy that you were able provide me with pleasure.

Cucky, you will witness all our sessions. You will generally have no physical contact with me or the cock with which you are so obsessed. This is not a promise, but from time to time I might let you prepare me to use your wife, with your mouth. Your dicklet will be caged during our sessions, perhaps even permanently. I will have the whore replace the one you have on. That was a bit of a joke, I couldn’t resist. I know you will be extra uncomfortable tonight, but I don’t mind that. Do you?”

“No Sir, thank you for preventing me from touching my dicklet. I enjoy the humiliation of your joke, Sir. It makes me feel more submissive to you and your cock, Sir. The discomfort will remind me of my obedience to you and difference between us. I would wear it permanently, if it would please you.”

“That’s good, Cucky, but be careful when you make propositions like that, I might take it you up on it.”

“Thank you for your consideration, Sir.”

“Okay, moving on. Make no mistakes, I will hurt you, often and cruelly. You must be ready to accept that as part of the deal. I will strike you for punishment, for training, or just to suit my fancy. Finally, because your wife will be my whoreslut, I may and will share her with other dominant men who share my proclivities. You will be present for those as well. I don’t swing that way, but some of my friends may be into using you sissy, and I may give them permission to use you.”

This last part sent a thrill through my heart. The part about my wife being whored out was really unexpected and troubling, but I had to put a pin in that, as I imagined having a man’s cock, even if it wasn’t His Cock, in my ass, for his pleasure, it drove me wild. I actually felt my asshole spasm around the plug, and my ordeal with the dicklet cage continued as the laying out of the terms made my little dick pulsate against the hard plastic and I was seeping precum almost nonstop. Rather than paying much attention to the parameters of the arrangement, I was most focused with how görükle escort quickly I could get that cock into my mouth and the hope of getting it in my ass someday.

“I know you are eager,” he said, reading my mind. “So, here’s the last bit, I will start your training tonight, if we are all agreed. It will seem harsh at first, but eventually it will get easier. Okay, cucky, I am going to let you suck my Cock tonight after a few, shall we say… ‘preliminaries.’ This is a symbolic exchange, it’s a sign of good faith on my part that you will fulfill the obligations of our arrangement.

The premise is that you want to suck my cock so much, you are willing to give me your wife, for just one go, but we both know you’d give her to me anyway, if I asked you. Again, don’t expect to touch my cock after tonight. If either of you refused to perform a direct command at any time, the arrangement may be void and you won’t see me or my cock again. You are free to stop at any time. Are you in agreement, sissy faggot?”

“Yes, Sir, you are right that I would still do it, but I humbly thank you for letting me suck your cock even if just once. But, if I should have the honor of doing it again, I would feel so lucky. I am happy to offer my wife to you as your whore slut to use for your pleasure as you desire. I only hope that she is able to bring you pleasure. I know I would never have been able to satisfy her the way you will, and I thank you in advance for that. I know she is just as eager to submit to you. I thank you for allowing us both to submit to you and your glorious cock.”

“Okay, Slut, just so you know, I will debase you, hurt you, humiliate you, I will not “make love” to you, I will fuck you however I want, whenever I want, completely for my pleasure, with no thought of your comfort or pleasure. And you will beg for all of it; I will never do anything until you beg me to do it. Do you agree, like your sissy cucky hubby?”

“Oh god! Yes Sir, please, I am hungry for you to use me; I don’t care what else happens to me. I want to submit to the pain, the humiliation. I want to suffer for your COCK!”

“That seems about right.” He had been recording the whole thing with his cell. He hit stop and put his phone away. He opened a brief case he’d brought, and proceeded to take items out and place them on the coffee table. The first objects were two digital cameras and small tripods about a foot tall. He scanned the room for good locations and spotted a perfect spot on the top of the TV cabinet for own and on the end table close to where we knelt by him. He checked the angle and the focus to assure both cameras would capture the scene and turned them both on.

He then brought out a riding crop and placed it gently on the table as if it were a precious watch. Next to it, he placed thin wooden “cane,” and brought out some restraints and a pair of ball-gags.

He turned toward us; where we were still kneeling. “Oh boy! it’s showtime. I gave you each a list of instructions. I am going to go through those lists, and rate you on how well you performed. This will be for training purposes.

I will rate you separately on each task on a descending scale from 5 (failed to perform) to 1 (performed adequately). I will add up all the points and strike you once for each point. Since the lowest score is a 1, I will strike at least once for each task even if you performed it flawlessly. Also, my scoring will be arbitrary; I may add points just because. Finally, your scores will be cumulative I will add both your scores together and each of will get that many blows. Are we clear?”

“Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir” we both raced to say in unison.

“Okay, I’ll start with you, cucky. Did you get home with my spunk on your face and let the slut lick it off?”

“Yes, Sir, I did, thank you for letting me humiliate myself publicly and share your precious seed with my wife.”

“Did you take the subway, or a cab?”

“A cab, Sir.”

“That’s a 3. Now, Slut, did you lick my cum of his face as instructed, whore?”

“Oh god yes, Sir. I loved it, and knowing my husband wore your sperm proudly to bring it home to me made me so wet. Thank you, sir.”

“Did you wipe some up and rub it on your worthless cunt?”

“No, Sir, I am sorry, I didn’t think of it.”

“Okay, 2. Faggot, did you have the hair removed from your body as instructed? Take that ridiculous costume off, and show me!”

“Yes, Sir, I did.” I pulled the “dress” over my head revealing my panties. Still on my knees I sidled toward him. He had me stand up inches away from him. He ripped my panties off roughly, by pulling them up (giving me a wedgie) and simultaneously ripping at the seams. This action drove the buttplug further in my ass causing the usual response from my disloyal clitty. I moaned deeply, like bitch in heat in response, as the plug once again sent a shock wave to my prostate.

He ended up holding up the two halves of my panties “Sissy Bitch” and “Faggot.” He raised my arms over my head, and starting from my wrists, he ran his hands all over the bursa escort bayan front of my body pausing a bit on my armpits. Then had me turn around and repeat the process from the backside. I cannot describe the feeling of massive hands exploring my body. Every nerve ending seemed electrified. I could feel the heat coming of them and their strength. They were so meaty, like sausages that went to the gym. He did not handle me gently, more like an object than a person. I was in heaven from his rough treatment. I loved it!

Then, He made me lean over with my hands on the coffee table, my legs spread wide apart, and by head down. From this angle I could see my little peenie in its cage dripping precum continually. I could see it bulging within its prison. The pain had been intense, so incessant, but now I felt it only occasionally.

He pulled out a small flashlight from his bag of tricks. And pointed it at my poopchute. “Slut, pulls his ass cheeks apart for me.” She came over to me and facing toward me while he stood behind me. She reached back and peeled my butt cheeks back for his inspection. He grabbed the butt plug and removed it in one sudden motion. It made an audible pop when he got it out, and I was left with a feeling of emptiness. I was already missing the amazing full feeling I had gotten used to in the last two hours.

“Did you do the enema properly, Slut?” He inspected the plug, giving it a sniff then handed it to my wife to sniff. She made a funny face, and I knew we were in trouble. He took the plug from her and brought to my nose. There was just a hint of a smell. After holding it to my nose, he said. “Open your mouth, fag” and he shove it in. He pulled it out and said, “now, lick it clean, cucky.” I lapped and lapped at it until he was satisfied it was clean then she shoved it back in my ass all the way to the hilt in move.

Despite the fact that I had gotten used to it, and my asshole was gaping wide (I could feel a breeze back there), because I had licked off most the lubrication off, putting it back in like that reintroduced to the burning pain from before. It was milder this time. I greeted that pleasantly full feeling back, and having slightly subdued version of the burning pain at the same time made it that much better.

It made think about how I could make that pain last, when I finally had his cock in my ass. As I pondered this, he once again yanked the plug out and shoved it back under my nose. There was a trace of the scent, but no sign of shit. Again, he shoved it in my mouth and made me lick it clean before driving it back up my ass, and again there was that lovely pain, and the full feeling.

He seemed about to move on, when meekly and barely audibly, I begged him, “Please, Sir, can I make sure it is completely clean, Sir. Would you do that again, please, Sir?” He looked closely at my face scanning for meaning.

“Sissy Faggot! Is that true do you want to make sure it’s clean, or do you just like the way it feels in your sissy cunt?”

“Please, please Sir, it hurts so good, please may have it again?”

“Don’t lie, ask for what you want. I may or may not give it to you, but you must ask. I am adding another five to you score for lying. Now, do you want me do it again because you like the way it makes your sissy cunt feels?”

“Yes, yes please, Sir. I want the pain again.” He seemed to detect what was happening because, suddenly he brought Lori over. Pulled the plug out, and made her lick my asshole, while he popped the plug back in mouth. Just the feeling of my wife’s tongue on my asshole was worth as many strikes as he wanted give me.

My hole was gaping open from the plug and she was able to reach deeply in my ass and suck out the majority of the lube. He pushed her back, wadded up my torn sissy panties and rubbed my open asshole with it, then he wiped the plug with it. When he shoved it back, the searing pain, closer to the first time, almost made me faint, but I was happy. Now I had both pain and the pleasant full feeling at the same time.

“Oh my god! Thank you, Sir. That feels so amazing, Sir.” He popped it in and out a couple of times more, and I don’t know how I didn’t just come right then.

“Alright, that’s 2 each for hair removal, nice job, cunt. There was some stubble on left testicle and the armpits, not bad.” On the Cuck’s enema, not so much; 4 each for that. Now, Slut, get completely undressed come replace your cuckold in position, but keep the high heels on.” She did as instructed, and I went back to my previous kneeling position.

He repeated the hair sensing operation, as he had me. Declared her perfect, but she had a score of 3 because she had had professional help. When it was time to inspect her internals, he made me kneel-walk over to my wife and hold her as cheeks spread for him. He pulled out something that looked like a very long plastic Q-tip. He put his index finger inside of Lori’s constantly wet pussy, scooped out some of her wetness and used it to lube up her asshole. He poked his finger in her beautiful pink rosebud and she squirmed, whimpered and then cooed and moaned as his fat finger entered her. He twisted it around at an angle so as to open up her asshole for the probe. He then pushed the probe in her wet cunt to lube it; took it back out and shoved the probe deep in her ass, making her shriek.

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I saw the hard cock at the edge of the opening between booth’s. I ignored it and continued to watch the porn movie. When I next looked the cock was all the way into my side of the booth.

I studied it and decided it was a fine looking cock, a bit smaller than mine and circumcised. It was throbbing with the guys every heart beat. I looked at it until it was slowly withdrawn.

I went back to watching my movie until I saw fingers on my side of the hole. I looked and I saw eyes behind the fingers. I had my own cock out and was slowly masturbating but having him watch me made things unexpectedly better so I increased my effort. A finger signaled for me to get closer. After a short debate with myself I put my cock by the hole. He pulled it to his side and slid it into his mouth.

I had a mouth over my cock before but he was the first to want it there.

He made love to my cock. I was quickly losing control and tried to pull back but he held me there until I spilled three days worth of cum into his mouth. I could feel him swallow.

I was drained and had to sit. I did manage to whisper, “Thanks,” and contemplated leaving. His cock slid to my side again. Before I had made a conscious decision my hand was caressing it and soon masturbating it.

It was the fourth cock not my own in my hand. On a camping trip with friends I had participated in a circle jerk, well several circle jerks. One of those friends and I had masturbated each other several times after that trip. I had liked doing that but after we each married those games had ceased. I had now been married for five years and was starting to feel trapped, bored.

Again without making a decision I found myself kneeling with the cock two inches from my mouth. I could smell his cock and ended up licking its head. I heard the guy groan. I licked his cock again. I liked the taste.

I slid his cock into my mouth and I suddenly felt my power over him. The center of his life was now in my mouth. I felt his cock begin to spasm and knew he was about to cum. I made no decision and simply waited for him to fill my mouth with cum.

I was not surprised by the taste, I had tasted my own cum, but was surprised by the texture. It was not the most pleasant thing in my mouth but I held his cock until he slipped back. I swallowed.

I heard him whisper thanks. I smiled.

We ended up leaving our booths simultaneously and I followed him out to the parking lot. Before we got in our cars I asked, “Is there a way to get that weird feel out of my mouth?”

He smiled and said, “Yes, rum and coke. I am on my way to get one now.”

“I’ll follow you,” I said.

It was a small neighborhood type joint and we sat at the bar. We each ordered rum and coke and began on the peanuts in the bowl in front of us.

We introduced each other, his name was Ed, and we learned the other was married. The rum and coke did take the film from my mouth and I thanked him for the tip.

“Was that your first time?”

“Yes, but I think I could do that again under similar circumstances. And you?”

“I go there about once a month when my wife goes to visit with her mother. Tonight was a perfect night for me although you are the first I have talked to afterwards. Oh, I forgot. Once I had a guy do me as another fucked him in the ass and that was exiting.”

“I am getting hard just visualizing it.”

He glanced at my crotch and smiled.

“What time does your wife expect you home,” he asked.

“She is also visiting her mother. Will not be back until late Sunday.”

“I live half a mile away.”

“Check please,” I said and followed him home. We got naked and went into the shower together. We played with each other’s cocks until they were as erect as they ever get then went to his living room and he started a porn DVD.

He was soon on the floor with my cock in his mouth. He was not in a hurry which was good since I had just had an orgasm and was going too last for a while. Soon enough I again filled his mouth and he swallowed. When he sat up he kissed me sharing my cum with me.

I slid to the floor and sucked him off slowly until he filled my mouth with cum. I sat up and shared his cum with him in a long lasting kiss.

He got us cokes and we watched the porn movie for a while. I had not noticed it was a bisexual couples swap movie until then.

As the scene shifted to a man fucking the other in the ass I asked him if he had ever been part of that. He said no but that his wife fucked him in the ass at times.

“With what,” I asked.

“A vibrator. Usually when my cock needs and incentive to recover.”

“Do you like it?”

“Yes, and it does revive my cock. Would you like to try it?”

I thought about that then said, “Yes, this is apparently a night for experimentation.”

“Let’s go to bed,” he said.

He paused the movie then turned the TV off. We went into his bedroom and he placed a pillow under my hips as I lay down ass up, then he lubricated me as he fingerfucked my ass.

He took out isveçbahis yeni giriş the vibrator from the night stand and put a condom over it. I noticed the vibrator was about the size of his cock. He slid the vibrator into me slowly. I felt some heat but no pain. I was well lubricated. I liked it.

I soon felt my cock begin to recover then felt his cock begin to recover. After ten minutes of fucking me with the vibrator I asked him if he had another condom. He understood and was soon replacing the vibrator in my ass with his cock. I felt the pressure of the flare of his cock before he slipped in. It felt fantastic when it did.

He made love to me and even kissed my neck and shoulders. It was his third quest for a cum that evening and he lasted a while and I enjoyed being fucked a hundred times more than expected.

I felt him groan then felt warmth in in me. He had cum. He continued to fuck me slowly until his cock fell out of me with a pop. As soon as he recovered his breath he exchanged places with me.

I lubricated his ass and finger fucked him then slid a condom over the vibrator and fucked him with it until I covered my cock with a condom and slowly penetrated his ass. My cock was longer than his but no wider than his or his vibrator. Entrance was easy.

I made love to him for quite a while before I ejaculated. Like he had done I continued fucking him until my cock popped out of his ass.

I put the condoms in a small trash can by the bed as he took the pillow out from under him. We cuddled together under the sheet and he turned the lamp off. We were both asleep in seconds.

He was sucking my cock when I awoke.

“Good morning, we need to shower,” he said.

I followed him to the bathroom and we watched each other piss then went into the shower with his toothbrush. He offered it to me first so I brushed my teeth then he did.

We both had erections and I sank to my knees and began to suck him hard. He stopped me and pulled me up to him and gave me a long loving kiss. He then turned around and leaned on the shower wall.

“Fuck me,” he whispered.

My wet cock slowly slipped into his ass until I was all the way in then I reached around him and gripped his cock. I began to fuck him at the same pace I masturbated him. Neither of us lasted long and he soon had my warm cum in him. He ejaculated immediately. I continued my embrace and my caresses to his cock until my dick popped out.

He sank to his knees and soaped my cock thoroughly and after rinsing it he kissed it, stood and kissed me.

We stepped out and we went to his kitchen and made coffee.

A thought crossed my mind and I asked, “Did you know who I was before last night?”

He nodded yes then said, “You are the second person I ever fell in love with on first sight. My wife was the first. Our wives know each other and may at times fuck each other. They are in the same town now.

My wife was the one to suggest that I follow you last night and see where you went. I was very pleased you went to the adult theater and was absolutely ecstatic when you sucked me. I was very pleased when you talked to me before we left the theater.

I was beyond happy when you decided to follow me home. I am yours for anything you want for as long as you want.”

He kissed me then poured coffee for us. As we sat he asked me how much about our night to tell his wife.

“You want to tell her?”

“Yes, she knew I sucked cock when we met, She had caught me sucking her brother’s cock once. Her smile for me then made me fall for her immediately.

She thought I just wanted to save face when I asked her out but she eventually agreed. We had a great time together and when we finally fucked she liked me even better. It took me a year to convince her to marry me but she did marry me.

I did suck her brother off at her request. She ate pussy at my request. The pussy she ate first first for me was the girl you married. I was at your wedding but last night I was sure you did not recognize me.”

“I had this feeling that I had seen you before but I had no idea where or when. Tell her everything in minute detail, I feel she would be happy for you.”

He called her right then and put his phone on speaker then described our night in detail. He asked her if she had seen my wife there and she surprised us by saying that Elsa was eating her Mom’s pussy as we spoke.

“How much can I tell her?” she asked.

I said, “Just tell her that I met your husband at an adult theater then we went out for a drink together. Let her connect the dots. How often do you two have sex?”

“Often, at least once twice a month. She is worried you will disapprove.”

“No chance of that even before last night.”

“Good to hear, talk to you later. Two naked women have come to get me and Mom is still in bed with somebody. Love you Ed bye.”

Ed and I smiled as we drank our coffee. We kissed then he said he knew the place for breakfast. It was a diner that specialized in sausage gravy isveçbahis giriş covered anything. I had it over a sausage biscuit and Ed had it over home fries.

We had been there for a while before I noticed the place was a friendly diner to lesbians and gays. There were every combination of couples filling up the place. Oddly I felt just fine being there with Ed.

He saw that and gave me a quick kiss.

“You are the only man I have been here with but my wife and I come here semi-often. Semi-often there is a woman here for her to kiss. You are the first man for me to kiss here. Thanks.”

I gave him a quick kiss.

We went to my house and I picked up my toothbrush and some clean clothes then returned to his house. We got naked and watched the end of the bisexual couple movie.

“Would you swap?” he asked.

“You mean fucking each others wife?”

“Yes, and us fucking while all four of us were on the same bed.”

“Yeah, at least once. I have no idea how I would feel until we have. Have you and your wife swapped?”

“No, the closest we have come is when I sucked her brother as she ate his wife’s pussy. They would not return the favor.”

“Her brother would make a full swap impossible anyway.”

“Probably but she did tell me they had masturbated each other once. I have no way of knowing if its true but I suspect my wife and her big sister have gone down on each other. I also suspect her sister goes down on their mother.”

“Well, there is no chance for a pregnancy so its not incest anyway.”

“Yeah, that’s how I feel about it.”

Another ass fuck scene came on and got our attention. Our cocks were soon hard. He got on the floor on his hands and knees. I went to the bedroom for the lubricant and as soon as his ass and my cock were covered I slid my cock into him for the second time that day.

I again took his cock in my hand and slowly masturbated him as I fucked him. Every once in a while I stopped and kissed him.

The scene in the movie ended with an outrageous cum shot over the back and Ed commented, “They are bareback, why didn’t he cum inside. It would feel really good for his partner. Some times I wonder if the directors have ever fucked anyone.”

We felt the buzz had been taken out of our fuck so I sat down behind him and pulled him to my lap. I caressed his cock and chest and he turned to kiss me often. My cock stayed in his ass.

The movie ended with the men fucking each others wives. When Ed stood I turned him to face me and sucked his cock. He was soon careening to orgasm and I took all his cum in my mouth. He sat back down facing me and again my cock slid into his ass.

I scooted up and put him on the couch behind us on his ass and began to fuck him. I put his legs on my shoulders and began to just pound into him. I did not last long and he moaned when he felt my cum in him.

We kissed until my cock popped out then I went to the shower and cleaned my cock. He was doctoring up some ramen noodles in bowls, adding sliced hot dogs, garlic powder and fresh chives. He put the two bowls in the microwave then after a minute and eleven seconds we sat to eat. It was delicious.

“Want to go to a gay club tonight?” Ed asked.

“Do you got to them often?”

“No, never have been to one. I have been to a lesbian club with my wife and we had fun, she more than me. I have always wondered about gay clubs but have never considered going by myself.”

“OK, we can go. It will be interesting.”

He kissed me and after we finished our lunch we ended up back in bed and took a nap. I was awakened about an hour later by a phone call.

“Are you still with Ed?” my wife asked.

“Yes, we just had Ramen soup.”

“Have you sucked his dick?”

“Yes.”

“More than once?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, his wife told me you know I eat pussy and it doesn’t bother you. Is that true?”

“Yes, and if you need you may bring the pussy you want home. I will stay out of your way.”

“I love you. See you tomorrow.”

“I love you. Bye.? It was the first time either of us had told the other we loved them in months. I cuddled to Ed and went back to sleep.

We again went to the shower and again I fucked him as I masturbated him. We dressed then went to the big deli and ate a lot. We drove to a club on the block behind the lesbian club and we sat at the bar making comments about the clientele.

A t-girl came to us and after kissing each of us asked if we were interested in something different.

I said, “Yes but we want to see how this place checks out. It’s our first time here.”

“Oh, then let me tell you what you need to know. The bartender is juicy but straight, you well get nowhere with him. The flaming queen server will play with anyone that wants him but he insists on condoms even to give a blowjob. I don’t by the way.

The restrooms are over there but not much happens inside although no one complains if you just watch them piss. Some don’t mind if you hold their dick for them isveçbahis güvenilirmi as they piss.

The real action is on the back porch. It is dimly lit and has some dark corners. It gets very crowded as the night progresses and some times you have to wait a while to have room on the rail to put your elbows on. There is usually someone behind you immediately after you are in position. Let me know when you want to go out.”

“Would now be too soon?”

“Now would be prefect.”

We followed her out and saw a few men out there. Some were sitting on a bench as a cock slid in and out of their mouth. Our new friend put her elbows on the rail and after I placed a condom on my cock I lifted her dress and found a well lubricated ass. I slid in and reached for her small cock. I caressed it as I fucked her slowly. I kissed her neck. She moaned.

I looked for Ed and found him sitting nearby with a cock in his mouth. I turned my attention back to the fuck and felt the t-girls cock begin to twitch and suddenly explode. I slowed to a halt then withdrew.

I turned her around, embraced and kissed her lovingly. She loved the kiss. I loved the kiss.

She led me to the bench Ed was on and sat. She took the condom off my cock then sucked me off. Ed was on his third or fourth cock by then.

I kissed her after she swallowed my cum which she really liked.

“Buy me a drink,” she said.

I patted Ed and we went inside. Ed joined us five minutes later and kissed us. His mouth was coated with cum.

I got each of us a rum and coke and asked Ed, “How many?”

“Five, one more after you left. I loved the attention. You two looked like you loved your fuck.”

“We did, she said. It was my best in a while, I had an orgasm.”

She kissed me again.

We stood by the bar and watched the crowd for a while until a guy took our t-girl’s hand and led her to the back. She winked at me.

I needed to take a piss and Ed followed me. We watched a couple of guys piss as we waited for a place at the urinal then saw some guys looking at our cock as we pissed. Ed had an erection before he zipped up. A guy saw that and took his hand and led him to the back porch.

It was a while before he rejoined me and said, “Nine. The guy that took me out sucked me off and I sat on his spot and sucked him off. Before I managed to stand up two more cocks were presented to me to suck. There is a lot of cum in my stomach. I’m glad we pigged out at the deli.”

I gave him a soft kiss and asked him if he had seen our lady out there.

“Yes, there was a long line to fuck her. She will probably run out of condoms soon and come back in.”

“Do you want her?”

“Yes, but I have no condoms.”

“I have four. Let me know when. Any one you want to fuck you?”

“Yes, you. And maybe that guy in the black sports coat and the gray slacks.”

“Smile at him as I hand you a condom then keep looking at him as you walk out.”

He did and the guy followed him. Several minutes later a guy came to me and asked if I was alone.

“No, my partner went to the patio to play and I’m just waiting for him.”

“Why are you not out there too?”

“Oh, I have been, very nice out there.”

“Yes it is, I really love it when I find a place to sit and somebody keeps me company.”

“I can do that,” I said and walked out with him. There was no place for him to sit so I leaned on a wall and he knelt in front of me. He lowered my slacks to my knees and began a soft loving blow job. I guy slid next to me and pulled out his cock then put my hand on it. I began to masturbate him as he caressed my ass.

He was soon behind me and I felt his cock search for my ass. I handed him a lubricated condom and I spread my ass cheeks for him. He slid in and fucked me so quickly he had an orgasm before I had begun to enjoy his cock in me.

I gave a condom to the guy sucking my cock and leaned against the rail. I was next to Ed. We were fucked side by side as we kissed.

When the guy fucking him left another guy slid his cock into him. When my lover had his cum another took his pace. It was the allegedly straight bartender, His cock really filled my ass.

He fucked me hard then embraced me as he took my cock in his hand. I felt his cock throbbing in me. I felt his warmth. Many kisses and soft strokes later his cock popped out and he turned me to him and kissed my lips. He knelt and sucked my cock until I filled his mouth then lifted my slacks up and buttoned the top then slid my cock into them. He carefully zipped me up. His kiss last kiss ended and he just walked away.

I turned to Ed and asked, “How many is that?”

“Nine. My ass has caught up with my mouth.”

“Lets go home. I want to be number ten.”

“Deal.”

He got his pants on and we walked out. As I walked past the bar I went to the bartender and kissed his lips and said, “Thanks.”

“Anytime,” he said.

The only number I could give Ed that night was number two, I was the second to suck him off that evening.

The next day began with a shower and the laundry of his linens. We went out for chicken fried chicken then returned to his house. I helped him make up his bed and after a long kiss I went home. We had not made a single sexual move on each other all day. We were sated.

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Meeting My School Mate & Getting Fucked By HimI am from a rich background and a single father who never gave a shit about me. Naturally, I am blessed with a great body (36-26-36). You can imagine Shruthi Hassan. It happened when I was 21 and I planned a Goa trip with my boyfriend.Everything went as planned. Our travel was as expected with blowjobs and handjobs from Bangalore to Goa. We reached Goa at night. We both were tired as hell and I slept as soon as I reached the room. The next day morning my boyfriend got a call from his parents saying that something important has come up.He: Hey babe, I am sorry I have to go.Me: WTF, what happened?He: My parents are not explaining anything.Me: What about this trip?He: I am sorry, we have to go before they find out. I am not in the hostel.Me: Fuck your parents already, (pissed at him) I don’t care about them. If you are with me then forget them. Tell them to fuck off and deal with those issues themselves.He: (slaps me hard) Don’t you dare talk about them like that, bitch.He slapped so hard that I saw birds flying around my head. I started crying and he didn’t even try to calm me down. He took the car key and his luggage and went away. I was like, “WTF just happened? Did he just bail over me with my fucking car.”I cried even harder for some time. And suddenly something hit me, “Why should I care about that fucker if he didn’t? Why can’t I enjoy my trip on my own?” I became instantly cheered and checked my bag for money. I had my debit card.I washed my face and got ready and left the place. I reached Baga beach and I was happy to see people around there. I instantly took off my top and got rid of my pants. I was in my red bikini. Instantly I started to notice men ogling at my boobs and butt which was cheering me up.I got on a chair and was getting suntanned. A few minutes later, I noticed a well-toned guy in his underwear approaching me.Guy: Hey sexy!Me: (surprised and confused) Hey, do we know each other?Guy: Did you forget your school mate, Hari?Me: (shocked) what? You are that fat, Hari?Hari: Come on Varshini. I wasn’t that fatI was still staring at him in shock that he was so hot now. All I remember was his pot belly in the10th grade.Hari: (waving his hand) Hey, you alive?Me: (back to the present) Omg, look at you now. You have changed. Wow!Hari: Actually bahis şirketleri yes, I am gymming regularly.Me: You are fucking hot, Goddammit.Hari: (laughing hard) Ok stop now.Me: Who did you come with?Hari: To be honest I came alone. Do you know India bike week? It’s like an exhibition of exotic bikes. I came for that alone. I felt bored so I came to the beach and I found my sexy school mate. I am luckyMe: Hahaha. You have become bold with your words too I like it. (smirking)Hari: What about you then? Don’t tell me you came alone!I told him the entire story and wept a little He hugged me and I responded. His warm body was really good that I didn’t leave him for a few good seconds and felt wetness at my vagina. He suddenly pulled me to the beach and pushed me to the water.We were playing with each other in the water and trying to catch each other. His every catch of me was too strong and dominant. I cannot deny the fact of submitting to him. He just pulls my hand and catches me from behind. He hugs and pulls me off the ground so that his hands are around me.My boobs would be over his forearm and butt used to feel his cock whenever he catches me like that. We played for an hour or so and came out of the water. We both were breathing heavily. He started to stare at my cleavage moving due to my breathing. I got shy and horny at the same time.Me: Hari, my eyes are up here. (laughing)Hari: You are so sexy, Varshini. I can’t help looking at your body. Look at your breasts moving up and down like its a trap for men around here. If anyone doesn’t look at breasts then they must gay. Trust me you look so sexy.His words made me horny and I could feel my pussy getting hungry for his cock. My nipples started to poke out my bra. We both were staring at each other. He suddenly caught me by my waist and pulled me and gave me a lip lock. I was shocked. But eventually, I started responding well.He was sucking my lips and giving the best french kiss I ever had. I can feel his hands going down at my butt and grabbing it while still sucking my lips. His grip over me was strong and which I never felt before. We both shared saliva and I kept forgetting my boyfriend by each second.I started to moan while kissing. When he released me there was a small string of saliva from our mouths.Hari: That was the most amazing kiss I bahis firmaları ever had.Me: (noticing his bulge over his underwear) Someone is trying hard to come out.Hari was trying to correct his bulge. I caught his hand and placed my hand over his bulge. I said, “I want more from you.” I could see him in joy and he started to pull me out of the beach. We both ran like horny couples who never had sex for a long time.He rode his bike to my place. As soon as we entered the room, he pushed me to bed, “I am going to fuck you like never before.”“I am yours, fat Hari.”He pulled off my bra in one go and started to take my right boob in his mouth while playing my left boob. He was like a fucking monster, biting my nipple, pinching the other and sucking them like there was no tomorrow. I lost control and started to moan loudly.He then shifted his mouth to my left boob and started to attack it. While crushing, pinching, pulling and giving little slaps on the other boob. I was moaning loud enough for people outside the room can hear. He then went down and pulled my panties down. He saw my already wet pussy.He started to lick my pussy like a hungry dog licking milk. I was all this time pushing him more to my pussy. I was locking his head by my thighs. He was giving a good tongue fuck as he inserted his tongue inside me and licking my walls. I lost total control and I started to arch my back.He came up to me, “Wanna taste your juices sexy?” And started to french kiss me. He inserted one finger inside of me and fucking me and whilst still kissing me. I could taste my pussy juices from his mouth. I realized he found my g-spot. He inserted another finger, giving me hell and heaven at the same time.Suddenly I started to squirt, which I never did in my life. It was so fucking sexy. It was like I peed on my bed. I came so much and started to breathe heavily. I was really happy. I then pushed him to bed and went down. I pulled his undies and then his cock sprung out. It was a decent size (6.5 inches, I asked him).I started to give him a handjob using my left hand. I started by sucking his balls and pulling his balls using my mouth like a fucking vacuum cleaner. I then went on top slowly licking from his balls. Teasing him for showing me heaven like that. I licked off his salty pre-cum and gave him a blowjob.He then grabbed kaçak bahis siteleri my hair and started to push me aggressively up and down blowing his cock. I started to make heavy sounds. He was moving my head deeper and deeper that each thrust inside my mouth going deeper. The saliva was dripping out like tap water.Suddenly he pushed even further in that I could feel his cock too much inside. He cum a huge load inside my mouth that started to gag and cough with his huge cum. As soon as he left my head and stood up giving a huge breath. His cum was dripping out of my mouth.He had a huge grin on his face looking at me. I swallowed his cum and was breathing heavily.Me: You are one tough mother fucker.Hari: You deserved it, hot stuff!Me: BTW Hari, didn’t you notice your cock go soft now that you released your entire load in my mouth?I started to laugh which pissed him off. He pulled me to the bed suddenly and pushed my hands up and spread my legs like a chicken. He started to rub his soft cock against my pussy while his hands pinned my hands over my head. He started to get harder and harder rubbing my pussy.It felt soo good. He positioned his cock on my pussy and gave a sudden thrust inside that I shouted, “You asshole, that was painful.” He never cared and started to fuck me moving his hips and his cock going in and out of my horny and painful pussy.Pains started to vanish as my boyfriend did and I started to submit to him. He was fucking my pussy harder and harder, each thrust inside me was sending huge pulses of waves. I started to shout and moan louder, “Fuck me, Hari, fuck me harder like my boyfriend never did.”We both were about to cum and I locked him not leaving him to cum outside. I wanted to feel his load inside me. He understood and gave a final thrust and he came. I could feel my womb filling with his cum. That was a lot, I mean a lot of cum that my pussy was dripping out.He then laid next to me.Hari: (breathing heavily) That was awesome!Me: (putting my hands over him) You are the best fucker in the world, Hari. I mean it.Hari: Thanks for taking my virginity, Varshini.Me: (literal shocked) What? You were a virgin till now?Hari: Anything wrong?Me: No, I mean you fucked me like an experienced pornstarHari: Hahaha.We both slept on each other’s arms for that entire day and got up at night. We ordered some food and then continued fucking and fucking. There was no stop between us. We partied a lot for three days, roaming around places and fucking each other whenever we got a chance. I still get wet thinking of those days.

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My Slut Wife Sally Part 4—————Darla in my bedBob and Sally were not back yet by the time Darla and I arrived at home. We went straight to my bedroom where she stripped, retrieved from her purse a leather dog collar with a leash attached to its big brass ring, then knelt between my knees. Uncertain where she was taking us I sat on the edge of the bed and waited in quiet anticipation. With tears in her eyes she handed me the collar and leash, begging, “I make you a gift of my body. Be stern with me. Buckle this hateful thing around my neck and use it to make me obey. Demand your pleasure. Fuck my mouth! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my ass! Beat me if I fail to pleasure you properly! If you are not cruel I may forget what I am and why I am in your bed, and that must not happen. A whore is more fragile than common myth. She must never fall in love with the penis she services lest her heart be broken.”Darla’s eyes were filled with tears as she began to remove my shoes and socks, then my pants and underwear, and finally my shirt. Me, I was torn between two desires. On one hand my heart ached with tender and loving emotion. I truly cared for this lovely tortured woman, and I wanted to take her in my arms to cuddle and reassure her. I wanted to ‘make love’ to her in the truest sense and meaning of those words. On the other hand, a beautiful woman was naked kneeling between my thighs begging to be my slave. A woman begging to be sexually used! That was an opportunity sending a stream of dirty pictures racing thru my imagination. In the first of those images Darla is bent over the arm of a chair. Her wrists are tied behind her back, and her face and breasts are pressed forward onto the seat. She is moaning with a delicious mixture of humiliation and orgasmic pleasure as I dog fuck her, filling first her pussy and then her ass with male meat. Delightful, but my imagination shifts. Next, her arms are still tied behind her back, but now she is mounted on my cock riding my erection for all she is worth. My hands are on her tits, my fingers pinch her nipples, and in her pain she frantically pumps her warm slick cunt up and down my length, swallowing and then releasing me. These little cameo scenes are so tempting and delightful! How could any man refuse them? To own a woman, to hold absolute power over her and her sex, is heady and very nearly irresistible stuff. Her collar and leash were in my hand. I have only to attach them to her neck and she will be my property, helpless and unable to resist any outrageous demand on her lovely body. “What the hell,” I finally said to myself as I buckled that black strap around her lovely throat. “I’m no saint. She wants to be my sex slave does she? Well so be it!” With that thought I yanked her to her feet by her leash, and barked orders. “Stand up bitch! Arms up! Hands behind your head! Fingers locked! Spread your feet! Stick out your tits! For God’s sake woman, drop your eyes! Show some submission, some shame!”In that twinkling, this lovely redheaded a****l became my slave, her charms on display before me, her every private erotic zone exposed and vulnerable to my hands and mouth. Between a thumb and forefinger I squeezed down hard on a nipple. Her mouth dropped open and she moaned at the pain in her tit. With the other hand I buried a social finger inside her slit and closed the butt of my thumb down hard on her clitoris. Even as I squeezed her sex tightly in the vice of my palm, I raised my arm lifting her upward onto her toes. She teetered there struggling awkwardly to regain her balance. She was mine, and I held her there without pity as the seconds ticked by, demonstrating (and enjoying more than I care to admit) my newly found master’s right to do with her as I pleased. “Well woman,” I asked. “You want it rough do you? What do you think a cruel and demanding master should do to a slave bitch like you?”“Fuck me! Please fuck me master! God, but I do so need you to fuck me!” came the gasping reply. “All in good time my dear. All in good time,” I answered not the least inclined to grant mercy to my tortured love slave. “But first, where should I fuck you? Should I begin by fucking your mouth?”“Oh yes master! Fuck my mouth! Let me suck the head of your prick, then ram it down my throat. Make me swallow you all the way to your balls. Use my mouth as a pussy! Pump my throat with your prick! Masturbate over my tongue! Yessss, pleeassse, God how I want to taste you! Please! PLEASE, fuck my mouth! “Tempting I must say,” I told her. Truth was, the thought of fucking her mouth was a lot more than just tempting, but I couldn’t let this redheaded vixen control the situation. “No,” I said. “You’re a bit too eager. How about your ass? Should I fuck you up your ass? “Yes, Please Master! Oh please fuck my ass! I will hold my cheeks apart so that you can spear my butt hole. I beg you to fuck my ass,” came her quick reply.I had never experienced any thing like this before. I was dismayed to find how quickly owning a horny female slave strips a man of mercy and kindness. Never the less, I could not resist my dominion over this lovely female. Quite as cruel as any Middle Eastern Sultan enjoying a concubine from his harem, I ignored my sudden burst of conscience and continued to torment my lovely captive standing before me naked on the end of her leash. “Of course there is always your pussy, but its entirely too soon to take you there. After you have been whipped, and you have again begged to be fucked, perhaps then I will feed your pussy with my cock.” I was so enjoying teasing my at this hapless harem girl. I let my arm lifting her go limp. Her weight dropped off her toes and back onto the bottoms of her feet. “Here bitch,” I commanded as I pulled my finger from her pussy and shoved it into her mouth. It was wet with her juices. “Suck on this bitch! Clean it as if it were my cock.” Watching her suck obediently on my finger, I knew what I wanted first from this woman. I wanted one of Bob’s ‘Shahrazad blow jobs’. “On your knees slut and suck me off!” Dutifully my beautiful Darla dropped her head into my crotch, licking my thighs before running her tongue over every nook and cranny around my cock and balls. Finally, those warm moist lips closed over the end of my penis, then began to rake its full length from head to root. This was my first personal experience with the ‘Shahrazad’ technique I had seen Bob teach Sally. Darla did it well. Outdid herself in fact. Although I have enjoyed a female mouth many times since, I don’t think what Darla did for me that evening has ever been matched. Her lips and tongue were pure velvet, and when the time finally came for my climax, I felt as if my balls were kaçak iddaa being painfully sucked up into my belly. Even drained as I was from repeated sex over the past few days, I couldn’t last nearly as long as I would have liked. Darla swallowed all I had to give, and then let my prick gently shrink in her mouth.When I was fully spent I told her to get on the bed and spread herself. I meant to return her favors. Darla protested that she was a slave girl, and it was her duty to suck her man’s cock, and suck it well. Her pleasure, she insisted, was none of my concern. There was no way, however, that she was going to put me off as if she was a whore servicing some John in a cat house. I reminded her that a slave girl’s first duty was to do as she was told. She would spread her legs for my mouth, damn it! Indeed, even better, I demanded that she use her fingers to open her pussy lips for my tongue.“Darla MacIntire.” I told her as I crawled between her thighs, “tonight you are mine to use. I will fuck you sternly, and whip you cruelly, as you have asked, but before I do I mean to make you crawl the walls with passion. You may be the only friend I have left in a world that has turned upside down on me. I was foolish to have refused when Bob first gave you to me. My only excuse is that I did not understand that you Boss Bob’s offer of your body would be yourwilling gift.” “Knowing that makes using you for may selfish sexual pleasure quite another thing. Before we go further with our little game of harem girl, however, I want you to know that I’m glad you’re here. In part I’m glad because you have just given me the world’s best blow job. That much goes without saying. I’m also glad, however, because at a hard time in my life, you have used your loving mouth to relieve my pain. It is only right that I should use mine to relieve yours as well.” I gave her pussy my tongue for a long time. I may not be as good as Bob at it, but what I lacked in ability, I tried to make up for with sincerity. I began by sucking the lip around her pussy ring. I then made Darla spread herself with her fingers, and ran my tongue deep into the open folds. I found a sensitive spot on the wall of her vagina, and gave it extra attention. What began as moans turned to whimpers, whimpers that changed to cries of delight when my lips squeezed her clit, only to become screams of passion when I swirled my tongue across that tender sex nub. Then began a string of orgasms the equal of any I had seen my wife Sally enjoy while impaled on Bob’s tongue. Finally Darla gave me the surrender I had been demanding, and using my ears as handles, she forced my head out of her crotch.“Please,” she begged, “Stop! Another minute of this and my heart will quit beating. No more, please! This slave girl will do her master’s bidding, but he must fuck her now. She begs him to fuck her now.”“Granted,” I answered as I slid upwards bringing my hips into the saddle between her thighs, “but remember, a slave woman has no right to her own pleasure. Do not let me catch you enjoying yourself while you service my cock inside your belly.” I tried my best to make my command the stern warning of a true master, but I’m sure the grin on my lips gave me away. Nonetheless, I would show her no mercy. In a single shove I stabbed my erection deep into her female core. I was rewarded with a soulful moan of shock and ecstasy. Now completely mine, my hips pounded her, and she matched my every thrust, jacking her velvet pussy on and off my manhood. For what seemed an eternity, Darla and I enjoyed each other in the best way a woman and man can. As we made love, I caressed her breasts and nipples with mouth and hands; I kissed her deeply with lips and tongue; and whenever I could reach an ear, I gave it my full attention.When Darla had begged for and enjoyed her last orgasm, and I had filled her with my male seed, she hugged me to her, and said, “The only thing I don’t understand is how he could have taken Sally away from you. That was marvelous. Any woman in the world would be grateful to have such a lover.”“A few days ago I could not have done so well,” I replied. “It’s not just a matter of copying Bob’s cocksman technique either. You have helped me understand a great deal that I never knew before. You are right, this sex business is a lot easier when I listen for the female signals. Guess what? I heard you, loud and clear.”Darla looked at me, smiled and said, “I have been female property for too long. I don’t remember how to deal with the love thing, but if I were not already a man’s love slave, I would surely be yours. Go to Bob’s room and bring me his whip. Bring the binding wraps from my bag there. For this evening please let this poor woman pretend she belongs to you. Tie her hands behind her back and her legs spread wide. Fuck her again. Fuck her hard, and she will beg for your cock as a good concubine should. When you are finished, lash her tits with the whip that she can imagine that you will own her forever. If you can really hear my thoughts, you will know that this is what I want, what I must have.”And so it went. I retrieved the wraps and Bob’s whip, and bound the lovely Darla, and fucked her, fucked her hard as she asked. She begged for more as she had promised she would, and I responded with all the cock I could give her. At the end, I jacked myself off between the mounds of her breasts, and when I came, I raised up and shot my cum across her nipples. Then, while she was still bound and helpless I whipped those breasts, her thighs, and the tender spot between her legs. She orgasmed even as I whipped her, and by the time I finished, the juices from her pussy, and my cum from off her breasts, were mixed together in a love potion on the thongs of the whip.———Darla explainsWhen we were both spent, Darla looked at me and asked, “When the time comes that Bob puts me for sale at auction, will you buy me please? I have saved some money. You may have it all to pay for me.”“Why pay the bastard anything?” I replied. “Why wait for him to sell you? Why don’t you and I just say ‘screw you Bob,’ and take off where he can’t find us?”“Oh, that would never work,’ Darla replied, “and you’re naive to think it would. Remember, in Boss Bob’s cruel world, he owns me. He is rich and powerful. He would find us no matter where we went. He would bring me back in chains, and I would be punished worse than you can possibly imagine. And, even if we could hide, how could we live without a job and no way to get one? And, what about Sally? You may think you could leave her behind in a trade for me, but I know you can’t. I won’t live with a man who dreams of a woman he can’t have.” “Support, kaçak bahis however, is not always a financial issue, nor does security always mean a nest. Women also need emotional support, some more than others. A man who can give his woman peace from the devils of her own mind has a powerful hold over her, even if he is otherwise a son of a bitch. For example, many of Bob’s conquests have been women of wealth. They didn’t need Bob’s money. All of these, however, were more or less nut cases who couldn’t cope with their lives. As Bob’s slaves, they didn’t have to cope with anything as long as they spread their legs when and where he told them to.” ————-Boss Bob & Sally returnIt was here that we heard Bob and Sally coming in the front door. I could tell from her giggle that Sally had been drinking heavily, and Bob seemed unusually loud also. Throughout our conversation Darla and I had been cuddling together and Darla had been slowly stroking my cock. I heard the door to Bob’s bedroom close, and I took this interruption as an opportunity to demand Darla’s attention to my once again hard and randy male spear. My command was simple and to the point. “Mount me!” Darla sat up facing the foot of the bed, and swung a long shapely leg across my hips. Reaching back into my crotch with careful fingers, she planted my cock head between her pussy lips, then lowered her slick sex chute over my raging erection. For a long minute she just sat there squeezing me with the walls of her cunt. Then began the main event. In a slow, deliberate agonizing cadence, repeated over and over, she would lift herself until only the head of my cock remained connected to her pussy. There she would pause, hanging for long seconds suspended on that bit of blood filled flesh. Suddenly her thighs would give way, and the downward drop of her body would piston my full length into her cunt much as a skilled carpenter drives a nail all the way to the head with a single hammer strike. Each rise along my shaft was an ache, and each drop back into her core a flash of pure ecstasy. My god, but she was delicious!Riding me this way Darla enjoyed two, perhaps three, orgasms, before I spent my load inside her. She was still on top, my penis still buried to the root inside her vagina, my semen oozing out into my pubic hair, when a knock came at the door. I knew that would be Boss Bob. He was about to catch his mistress and his fair-haired senior vice president in the most intimate embrace possible between a man and a woman. I didn’t give a damn, but then on my back partially hidden behind Darla, I wasn‘t the one in the line of fire. For poor Darla, however, the situation was more embarrassing. She was facing the door. As her employer and master entered the room she was eye to eye with him. Her cunt, the cunt he owned, was filled with a stranger’s cock and dripping his ejaculation. True it was all no more than Bob had directed. Nevertheless, what could she say? Nothing we can do about it now I thought. Let the son of a bitch do what he will. Darla would just have to deal with him the best she could. “Come in,” I called out defiantly.“Hi, k**s,” a naked Boss Bob blurted as he barged through the door dragging an equally naked Sally behind him by her leash. His impressive hard-on was smeared with lipstick. Excuse my pun, but it seemed that since their arrival home Bob already had Sally’s charming mouth HARD at work. I could tell that the erotic scene that greeted him stunned him a bit. He paused only for the briefest instant, but the way his jaw dropped gave him away. “Well just look at the two of you!” he blurted in amazement. “When I saw my whip wasn’t where I left it, I thought Sally and I had better drop in and see if dear Darla needed rescuing. From this tender scene, tho, it appears my concern was groundless. Darla my love, you are positively glowing. Have you taken shameless advantage of this impressionable young man?” Darla said nothing but I could feel her move a bit uncomfortably on my cock. “Damn,” I thought, biting my lip. “The bastard is always so smug about everything.” “No Bob,” I replied with the smoothest smart ass answer I could come up with, “Darla and I have just been enjoying the evening as you suggested we should.” I started to ask how his day and evening had gone, but thought better of it. I wanted to keep the chit chat to the minimum, and I could see that Sally was more than just a little pissed about this whole thing with Darla.“Well, I promised Sally that I wouldn’t whip her this evening,” Bob continued, “but she spent an awful lot of my money on this afternoon’s shopping spree. I thought as we came home if you were finished with Darla, I might take out my frustration at Sally’s extravagance on Darla’s ass. I can see, however, that you have already used her that way, and it seems that you are not quite through with her.”“No Bob,” I was quick to answer, “I understood that Darla was mine for the night, and I had intended to use her until dawn.”“I thought as much,” Bob replied, a quick frown crossing his brow. “Of course she is all yours for as long as you want. By the way, neither of you need worry about reporting for work in the morning. I have notified the office that the three of us will be out of town on a project for Mr. Carmine, and we shouldn’t be expected to be back for a while. I will need some time to break Sally in properly, and we all need to become better acquainted. Well k**s, we’ll see you in the morning. Sally has some serious attention to give my prick yet this evening. I’ll leave the whip here in case you want to tickle Darla with it again. G’night k**s,” and with that he and Sally left.Darla was a real trooper. Through it all she remained impaled on my penis, a defiance of her master I am sure that was not easy for her. “Boss Bob didn’t much like what he saw on our faces,” she said after he was gone as she swung her legs clear of my hips. “No he didn’t,” I replied, “and Sally liked it even less. Fuck ‘em both. I don’t much give a damn what they like and don’t like.” Then a more pleasant thought struck me. “I wouldn’t want to have lied to the big Boss tho. Get on your knees woman, and suck me hard. I want some more of your sweet pussy.”Darla did exactly as she was ordered, and when we had finished taking our pleasure, we cuddled together to prepare to drop off to sleep cradled together. Darla and I heard Boss Bob yell for Sally to get on her hands and knees. He was pissed because he couldn’t have both women for the night. Darla says Sally is in for a rough night, he can be very harsh when he doesn’t get his way and it’s even worse when he’s drunk like tonight. SPREAD YOUR CHEEKS OPEN FOR ME BITCH, we hear Sally illegal bahis cry out in pain and Boss Bob grunting forcing his meat into her ass. We hear grunts and moans and screams for thirty minutes. Then it gets quiet and all we hear Sally sobbing. Then Boss Bob says hang your head over the end of the bed and suck my cock clean slut for a few minutes we hear Sally sucking then gagging then gargling sounds and Bob says swallow the whole thing slut. Then it gets quiet Darla says it sounds like he’s done or passed out. I pull Darla into my arms and we fall asleep. ———— the last morning Darla and I are awakened the next morning by Boss Bob banging on the door, he yells in and says things have changed, get up take a shower, get dressed and meet me downstairs. I’m making coffee. We shower together. I pull Darla into my arms; she says not now he sounded funny. Darla and Sally are about the same size except Darla’s boobs are much bigger. I find Darla a navy pinstripe suit of Sally’s, the pencil skirt fits well but the jacket is a bit tight. We managed to find a white blouse we could get closed over her boobs. Fishing around through Sally’s underware drawer Darla finds a pair of black thigh highs and garter belt, I fish out a black lace G-string, Darla blushes and says I’m going commando! We dressed and were going down the hall towards the kitchen, as we passed Bob’s room Darla gasp and grabbed my arm with both hands and pulls me back. We look thru the cracked open-door Sally is laying on her back with her head hanging over the bottom of the bed, one arm dangling towards the floor. Her eyes are open in a blank stare and are dull and dry, her mouth is open with a trickle of blood coming out the corner of her mouth. We both know she is not breathing. I go back to my room get my compact 9MM out of the nightstand and slip it in my suit jacket pocket. When we walk into the kitchen Darla is clamped onto my arm with both hands, Boss Bob says who would have thought after all these years you finally discover each other. I have two coffee’s here for you, the Town Car is outside waiting for you, I’ll be in later. On the ride into the office Darla is clamped onto my arm and shaking. I start to say something Darla puts her finger to my lips and shakes her head no. When we get in the office our assistances have instructions from Boss Bob to immediately take over our jobs. Three hours later Boss Bob comes storming in the office and says Harry, Darla in my office now please. Bob says Darla hold Harry in your arms, he looks at me and says shortly after you left this morning, I heard Sally yell out, I ran back to my room Sally was holding her head then she just collapsed. I called the Doctor but by the time he got there she was gone. The Doctor feels it was a brain aneurysm. The company will take care of all arrangements, is there any family we need to notify, I say no family, no arrangements, Sally and I agreed just a notice in the paper and a quick cremation. Boss Bob says do you want to see her to say goodbye. I say I would rather remember her alive and vibrant. Boss Bob says he will take care of everything. Boss Bob says come sit at the table you two. You have worked for me sence you got out of college. I know how demanding your jobs have been, so the company is giving you both early retirements. Both your apartments are being deeded to you; all fees will be covered by the company. Your monthly salary will be equal to your present salary with cost of living and of course annual bonuses and full medical. Boss Bob says you have been my right and left hand right now as we speak your bags are being packed for the two of you, this afternoon at three PM you will be boarding a cruise ship for a nine mouth around the world cruise. Along with that you are both being given an unlimited credit card to use any way you see fit. Ok you two thank you Darla speaks up and says Boss Bob please when you’re done with my daugther give me the opportunity to purchase her. Boss Bob says of course you will be given first chance when that time comes. As I was saying, be at the ship at three have a great retirement.———– new beginningsAs we walk out of the building for the last time. I say carriage ride Darla whispers in my ear no buss station. When we get there, she leads me to the lockers, and we put our phones and my 9mm in a locker. Darla says we can talk now, look across the street a phone store, we need new phones, we each buy a new phone but keep our old numbers. Darla says grab that carriage, as we ride Darla asks are you ok, I say no but I will be and I ask her and how are you, she says I’m confused, I guess this is Bob’s way of saying I’m sorry for killing your wife. I ask should we be concerned for our safety; Darla says no as long as we don’t say or do anything that would concern the company. We need to remember both our apartments are bugged, so were our old phones. I ask so what now, Darla says looks like we are going around the world.———- cruseWe board the ship at three, I give them my name and we are escorted to a private elevator and taken to the top floor where the it opened directly into the best suite on the ship. I go to tip the porter and he says no the team that has been assigned to you has already been handsomely rewarded, please enjoy your cruse, and if you need anything just ask. I’ll inform the Captain you’re on board and he has requested you dine at his table this evening, a new suit and gown is in the master bedroom suite. After dinner we retire to our suite, I ask Darla which room she wanted, she walked up to me put her arms around my neck buries her tongue in my mouth and says where ever you are I don’t want to sleep alone. She takes one arm down and slides the strap off of her right sholder, then replaces her arm around my neck and lowers the left arm and slides the left strap off, the dress slides off and pools up around her feet. I pick her up carry her to the master suite, and lay her on the bed, then slowly take my clothes off and join her in bed and tell her she has the most wonderful boobs in the world. She smiles and says they are all natural and they are all yours for as long as you want. Four months later we were standing the balcony of our suite, a supper moon in the background, as the Ship’s Captain pronounces us man and wife. Three months after that Darla visits the ships doctor, she is suddenly having bouts of sea sickness. That evening as I came in from the gym there is a candlelight dinner set up in the suite, Darla says go shower and dress for dinner. When I come back out the lights are dimmed the candles are lit, we sit down to enjoy our dinner, I notice there is a small box with a bow on it. After we finish dinner Darla says I went to see the doctor today for the bouts of sea sickness I have been having, I ask what did he say, she passes over the box, I open it, it contained a pacifier.

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I was like a little kid waiting for Santa Clause. Despite that, I fell asleep. However, miraculously, when I opened my eyes and looked at the clock it was 2:14. I silently got up, went to the bathroom, took my Levitra, washed my face and brushed my teeth, and then tip toed out of the room.

The house was completely dark. I made my way to her bedroom, tapped lightly on the door and then let myself in. Amanda was sound asleep. She was lying sideways, with one of her legs sticking out from under the covers and placed over the other covered leg. This allowed me to see everything from her barefoot to that gorgeous ass of hers, completely naked.

I softly shut the door behind me, took off my shorts and t-shirt, and made my way to the bed. I then knelt down beside the bed, and very very softly started running my hands over her ass and thigh. This caused her to stir and turn over; right side up, with her legs spread just enough to let me access her cunt. I then slowly started running the backside of my hand over her cunt lips. At first, there was no reaction, but within a few minutes, almost unpercievably, she was gyrating her hips.

Then, I slowly started running my fingers over her clitoral hood, trying to do so as lightly as possible. With this, she slowly spread her legs a little more.

This was my cue. I crawled up on the bed, as softly as possible, trying not to move it, and placed myself squarely between her legs. I then slowly, and pretending that my tongue was a feather, started licking her lips…almost imperceptibly at first. Like brush strokes, I went up and down each lip. After the pressure increased a little, I would brush my tongue against her clit, which got a moan out of her, and she inadvertently spread her legs even more, this time completely pushing the sheet and comforter off her.

I don’t how asleep or awake she was, but she lifted her hands and grabbed my head and placed it firmly against her womanhood. I then gradually built up the pressure, and as she got more and more into it, she started lifting her ass off the bed in an attempt to try to MAKE me stimulate her clit. Of course, with the increased movement, I had much better access to her cunt, which I was introducing my tongue into.

I played around for a while, nibbling on her outer lips, teasing her clit, and sliding my tongue into her, when all of a sudden she said, “I’ve been waiting for this for a long time now, but I want to cum with you inside me.”

Who was I to deny this lady her pleasure? I moved up, we kissed, and as she grabbed my cock and lined me up, I introduced myself.

You know, I’m as adventurous as the next guy, but there’s something about fucking on a regular bed that makes me happy all over.

“Oh god that feel’s good…I don’t even remember the last time I got laid,” Amanda moaned.

Of course, I tried to fuck her as well as I could. I started slowly, then picked up the pace, then changed positions. As she got on top of me, she leaned over and turned on the light on her night table. What a sight. Her hair was a little messy, but it just made her look that much sexier. Her breasts where standing straight out, and her areola was crinkled with the nipples nice and stiff.

“Uhh, uhh, uhhh….god I love this feeling,” she would moan.

After a few minutes of this, and a as I was getting closer and closer to the inevitable, I stopped, turned around on the bed and placed my feet on the wall behind her bed, so I could brace myself better, and she got right back on top of me…we then got into a rhythm that left nothing to be desired. I was pumping into her, and she was grinding downward as hard as possible.

My hands were on her hard ass pushing me into her, her head was tilted backwards and those magnificent orbs were jutting towards the sky.

“Uhhh, I’m going to cum, let’s…., let’s……uhhh…..cum together” she would say as she bit her lower lip.

The orgasm was not as explosive as others, but DELICOUS. We came together, and then she collapsed on me.

“God that was great…it was just what I needed,” she remarked.

“You have no idea.”

“I didn’t think you would come?” she said.

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Ohh I don’t know, your wife being here and everything, maybe you felt uncomfortable?”

“I wouldn’t have missed this for anything in the world.”

“It was great…I was having this incredibly vivid dream and when I woke up you were between my legs, it was awesome.”

“Sooo, have you had any other adventures since Christmas?” I asked.

“I wish…..I think Gabbi and I are turning into lesbians. You won’t believe me, but I swear we already broke one vibrator from over use.”

“No!?”

“Yep…but there’s nothing like the real thing. When can I see you again?”

“Oh Amanda, I’m certain that a million opportunities are presenting themselves to you everyday during Spring Break. Young, strong, great looking guys.”

“Of course they are, but I don’t want to “experiment”, you know what I mean?”

“I have no idea.”

“Listen, bursa escort first of all I’m not going to have sex with some guy just because I’m horny. That’ll give you a very bad reputation down here very very quickly. Yes, obviously I want a boyfriend whose closer to my age than you, for sentimental and romantic reasons. But as far as sex is concerned, I would much rather have it with you.”

“You’re joking, right.”

“No, I swear. You KNOW how to fuck. You always make sure I’m satisfied before you cum AND, nobody makes me cum like you do, not even Gabbi.”

“Careful, I might just believe you.”

“I’m totally serious. But anyway, I don’t care if you believe me or not….when can we see each other again?”

“How about we play it by ear?”

“Whatever, but I want it at least once a day, OK? Ohhh, and forget about going to the mountains next week….I’m already working on ixneighing that idea.”

I crawled back to me bedroom at a little past three, and fell sound asleep.

I was awakened by Gabbi sitting on top of me, grinding her cunt onto my dick.

“What the hell are you doing?”

I looked over at the clock and it was already 10:00am.

“You gave Amanda some of this last night and haven’t taken care of me you bad, bad boy.”

“Sweetheart, you gotta get out of here, what if my wife comes in?”

“She’s down stairs sipping on a margarita poolside with everybody else AND I’m not leaving ’till you screw me.”

“I can’t, really….what if Heather walks in, what if Carlos walks in, what if anybody walks in??? Let’s not be foolish….ok? We’ve done what we’ve done fairly well so far, let’s not screw it up.” I pleaded.

“I want it, TODAY, ok? If not, I swear I’ll come in here and screw you right in front of your wife.”

With that, she got up off the bed and left the room in her bright green thong.

I swore I would have a heart attack.

I got up, showered, shaved and got dressed and made my way downstairs.

The girls were all there. Patty and Michelle were sitting around a large round table with a huge navy blue umbrella over them shading the whole area while they sipped on some tropical-looking drink. All three coeds where lying on their stomachs in lounge chairs getting sun. Amanda of course in her invisible g-string and Gabbi and Heather in very small thongs. All had their tops off.

I enjoyed breakfast with my wife and Michelle, and asked about Carlos. Turns out he went for a motorcycle ride and would be back before lunch.

I lounged around for a while and enjoyed catching up on my reading. The rest of the day was pretty tame, and for Happy Hour, Carlos had invited a few friends over. It turned out to be a group of about seventy people, young and old. Great crowd.

I was eyeing Gabbi, but she was in a whirlwind of activity and wasn’t even looking over. At about 1:00 am, I called it an evening, and Patty and I went off to bed. Honestly, even if Gabbi and I had found a moment, I don’t think I had an ounce of sperm left in me.

Monday was different however. I woke up at 7:30, showered and got dressed in my beach apparel, and made my way downstairs. Carlos was up already, and we had breakfast outside while he read the local paper and lent me his laptop so I could read my hometown news. At 9:00 the women were all asleep, and Carlos asked me what I would like to do, golfing, massage, or just staying put. I opted for golf.

Carlos was actually a very good golfer, and considering the course was new to me, I was very pleased with my 89. We had lunch at the clubhouse, and then sat out back and had a few drinks with Carlos’ buddies. We had a blast. It was a group of about six of us, and all the guys were complete degenerates. I felt right at home. Here I was, surrounded by CEO’s of very wealthy Costa Rican companies, and they were all shooting the breeze talking about their maids, secretaries, and even daughters’ friends! I mean it was a no holes barred type of crowd.

Finally, at about four, Gregorio suggested we go to his house and continue our happy hour there. Everyone was hip to the idea and fifteen minutes later, we found ourselves in an ultra modern and luxurious beach house maybe a mile or two from Carlos’ house.

It turns out that Gregorio had just gone through his first divorce, and was thoroughly enjoying bachelorhood. This became evident when we made our way to the pool area and there were at least twenty young ladies in varying degrees of undress, drinking and carrying on as if this occurred everyday.

Seems that Gregorio was a shareholder in one of the local bottlers, and he invited all the models that work on his brand to spend Spring Break at his house, making it more or less the equivalent of the playboy mansion in Costa Rica.

As the group of six gawking men made their way around the pool, the girls got up and hugged and kissed all of us. Some were tall, some short, blondes, brunettes and even a red head. This was a smorgasbord of women. All pretty.

All escort bursa of us ordered drinks and dispersed. I, however stuck it out with Carlos, after all I wasn’t certain how the language barrier would affect me. Thankfully, we actually found two girls who spoke very good English. We started talking about this and that, and to make a long story short, we ended up getting completely hammered and leaving at around 11:00 at night. I was certain the party would go on well into the wee hours of the morning, but I sensed I wasn’t going to get “any” anyway, so what would be the point of ticking off my wife.

When we arrived home however, there was nobody there! The girls obviously went out partying, and our wives left us a message to meet up with them at an individual’s house who had been there the night before.

“Well my friend, we have three options; 1) we stay here and catch up on some much needed rest; 2) meet up with our wives at Gustavo’s house or 3) go back to Gregorio’s.”

Being as drunk as we where, we obviously did the foolish thing…we went back to Gregorio’s. By now it was close to midnight and the party had taken on a completely different flavor. As we came in, girls where dancing up a storm in the living area with the music full blast. Two girls where dancing ON TOP of the inside bar. As we made our way outside, at least a dozen girls where in the pool playing volleyball with two of the guys we had left behind, and despite the darkness, appeared to be at least topless. Believe me when I tell you nobody was feeling any pain.

We made our way to the bar and met up with one of the English-speaking girls I had been talking with earlier. She poured me a drink and then came around from behind the bar, placed her arm around my waist, and asked me to take her for a walk on the beach. Unfortunately, no sex, but we had a great time. Annmarie was an extraordinarily intelligent girl. She knew what she wanted, and was completely focused on achieving her goals. She wasn’t into drugs or anything, but enjoyed a good time as much as the next girl. She didn’t have a boyfriend, and lived at home with her parents. She was a straight “A” student, last year of college, and going to Chile for a postgraduate degree.

We talked about anything and everything, and when darkness turned to light, I knew it was time to head home. We went back to Gregorio’s house and searched for Carlos, whom we later found asleep, buck-naked on a bed with five girls. I woke him up and told him I would wait in the car. Annmarie walked me outside, and as we said good-bye, she leaned in and gave me a peck on the lips, and thanked me for being a gentleman and listening.

Carlos was still SO drunk that he made me drive the short distance back to the house. We each climbed up to our rooms and past out.

TUESDAY

It was just past noon when my wife slammed the door behind her as she entered the room. Oh shit.

“You mind telling me where the hell you were all night?”

“With Carlos.”

No shit?

Sweetheart, I’m his guest, I go wherever he takes me.

Aren’t you the good little puppy? You FUCKING LEFT AT 10 YESTERDAY MORNING AND CAME BACK AT 6 THIS MORNING YOU FUCK. Where the hell where you???

Calm the fuck down…we went golfing, then we had lunch, than we had a few drinks at the club with four of his friends, who then invited us to his house for drinks. We stayed ’till around 10 and came back home. When we got here, there was no one home so we went back to his friend’s house.

Where you stayed until 6 in the fucking morning???

Where we stayed until 6 in the fucking morning.

Doing what pray tell?

Just sitting around, shooting the shit…you know…guy stuff. Bonding?

Bonding my ass…just you and these five other guys until 6 am, right?

I swear.

Listen, if you leave me alone for a whole fucking day again I’m leaving…do you understand? I’ll make a scene, I’ll grab a cab, and take that four-hour drive back to the city, do you understand ME??? THIS ISN’T YOUR SPRING BREAK…IT’S HEATHER’S. ACT YOUR GOD DAM AGE!!!

And with that being said, the storm was over. She left the room, and everything returned to normalcy. Thank God she had yet to discover I had been shaved.

Needless to say that little chat put a damper on my social life the rest of the afternoon. After I had had lunch (or was it breakfast??), I went back upstairs and fell asleep ’till 6 when I showered again and came downstairs.

As I hit the ground floor Carlos waved from the kitchen hurriedly.

“Well, how did it go?”

“It wasn’t pretty, she was pissed.”

“They are young, and they will get over it, trust me my friend. However, make sure you never give in…we’re going out tonight so be ready.”

“Are you nuts? I don’t know about your wife but mine will kill me!”

“Nonsense. Annmarie has called twice already asking if we’re going to show up tonight, so get ready.”

Now I felt like a little high school boy who’s just been told the escort bursa girl he likes, likes him back. “Well” I said, “if you can swing it, I’ll be there.”

We had drinks with the ladies out back and where soon joined by Carlos & Michelle’s friends who seemed to drop by every evening. When it got completely dark outside the 7 of us had dinner poolside, and then the girls excused themselves to get ready for another night of partying. Our wives on the other hand wouldn’t let us out of their sights. When asked what they felt like doing, they said, “whatever you want to do, as long as we’re together.”

“Fantastic” Carlos said, “let’s have a few more drinks and then go skinny dipping in the ocean.”

Michelle faked being insulted, as she ordered another drink for her and Patty.

Needless to say, the evening progressed downhill from there. No skinny-dipping and no freedom to go elsewhere either. Patty and I retired to our bedroom at around midnight.

I remember having a great dream and awakening to the feel of my cock being stroked. As I opened my eyes, I focused in on Gabbi in what appeared to be a bathrobe next to me. She placed a finger on her mouth, indicating me not to say a word, and then signaled me towards the door.

As she made her way out the door and I saw that my wife was asleep, I looked at the clock…3:33AM, and then got out of bed slowly and softly walked to the hallway. I closed the door behind me and made my way down the dark corridor. Gabbi was in the second to last room.

The lamp on the night table was on and she was sitting on the bed with her robe open down the front and her right hand massaging her womanhood.

“I’m tired of playing with myself, will YOU play with me?” she asked coquettishly.

With that, I took my shorts and t-shirt off and almost threw myself on the bed, where we made out like little high schoolers. We kissed and kissed, and then kissed some more, as our hands roamed each other’s bodies. My hands eventually landed on her rock hard ass as I pushed her entire body closer to mine.

I was obviously completely taken with the situation because I didn’t hear anybody come in, and I got the scare of my life as I heard someone clear his or her throat behind me.

“Well, well, well, isn’t this sweet? Everybody’s getting some except little old me” remarked Amanda.

“Oh shut up and get in here with us you little hussy,” replied Gabbi.

Amanda shed her long t-shirt to the floor and joined us, just like old times. Amanda and I kissed, and as my hands roamed her body, Gabbi put my cock in her delicious mouth. This progressed nicely until all of a sudden Amanda decided we needed to get into a chain. Gabbi started going down on me again while I went down on Amanda, who in turn went down on Gabbi. Well, honestly it was something I had never done, but left a lot to be desired.

I broke the chain and helped Amanda get Gabbi off. We would alternate sucking and licking Gabbi’s clit, while the other introduced his or her fingers into Gabbi’s two holes. After Gabbi’s third climax, Amanda decided she wanted to fuck…and climbed aboard. As she road me, Gabbi went to the bathroom and returned with baby oil, which she poured all over Amanda’s breasts and started massaging them, and tweaking her nipples.

It took a long time for Amanda to cum (10–12 minutes), but as the first orgasm roared through her, Gabbi poured oil on herself and started pressing her boobs against Amanda’s back, all the while continuing to massage Amanda’s tits.

As Amanda warned us that her second orgasm was imminent, Gabbi bent Amanda forward till Amanda’s breasts where against my chest, and just as Amanda started convulsing, she inserted her well-lubricated finger into Amanda’s ass.

This caused Amanda to freeze, roll her eyes almost all the way back, and then scream out into her third and most powerful orgasm of the night.

Of course, the scream unfortunately did not go unnoticed. Within a minute, there was a knock on the door, which literally almost made me have a heart attack. Thankfully, Amanda locked the door when she came in and surprised us, so that gave Amanda and me time to get up and hide in the closet, with our clothes in our hands.

Then all we heard where voices.

“Sweetheart, are you alright?”

“Oh, it was just a dream, don’t worry.”

“Dream huh? Are you alone?”

“Of course I’m alone.”

“Well, whatever it is that you’re doing, please do it quietly, or else everyone will know what’s going on, OK?

What in the hell was that suppose to mean? Regardless, Gabbi came over and signaled that the coast was clear and that we could get started again, but my dick looked like it had just been exposed to sub-zero temperatures. Although there were two naked gorgeous coeds all oiled up in front of me, I was thinking that Amanda’s scream might also have woken up my wife or Heather.

I decided it would be prudent to get dressed and out of dodge.

Within five minutes I was back in my on bed.

WEDNESDAY

I guess it was turning into a habit, but I awoke to Gabbi sitting on top of me and grinding herself on my cock.

“I risked everything to come wake you up last night and I didn’t get any of this” she said as she continued her dry humping.

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I married young, I was 21 Jane was 18, both virgins. I guess I was fortunate about that as my cock when fully erect just make 4″, however I also have huge balls and produce a large amount of cum. I am 5’7″ slim, fit blond hair blue eyes, now 26. Jane is a goddess, 5’8″ long blond hair blue eyes, 35c, and a great personality, I really don’t know why I strayed.

I suppose our sex life was pretty pitiful, I would always cum within minutes of penetrating her. We started reading sex material to help, and she found out all about cunnilingus, and after that every time I came, she would make me go down on her to finish her off.

Despite my protestations and homophobic tendencies, I suppose I had no real choice. She also had me buy her large vibrators, always black!, and I often came home with her getting herself off. We didn’t have children, my sperm count was too low or something, and I suppose we were fortunate in that. Our sex life disintegrated and I strayed to Eileen.

Eileen, I met at work, she is 29, slim fit 5’4″ 34b, sandy hair hazel eyes, very sexy. I met on a residential course, and we ended up in bed, me cumming as usual, but thinking nothing of then going down on her, and she went wild when I did that.

We talked about what had happened, and she told me she would love to see me service a guy, at which I nearly went wild, I explained that everything about homosexuality was totally abhorrent to me, and she calmly reminded me that I had just eaten a cunt full of sperm. Anyway, the discussion ended there, but our affair didn’t.

It went on and on and got more involved, until one day when I called at Eileen’s. I had a key, but when I saw a car outside, I hesitated. I parked around the corner, and instead of going in I peeped through the window. Inside was my boss and a colleague with Eileen. They were all naked.

My boss had what appeared to be a large cock, certainly a lot longer and fatter than mine and was fucking her hard. Bob had just as large a cock and to my horror, Eileen was sucking him. She had always steadfastly refused to suck me, as did Jane. I found that I was incredibly jealous, not because they were with her, but because she was sucking Bob. In fact, I was quite confused as I felt my dick get hard.

Jim, my boss, was fucking hard and fast and I could hear the groans from outside, and I saw him blast his cum inside her. He kept deep in her until he finished ejaculating then pulled out, and was immediately replaced by Bob, who didn’t take too long to cum as well.

They kissed Eileen and left her naked and her naked hairless pussy glistening with cum. Hairless! I had asked for weeks for her to shave and she always refused, I was devastated, but also very hard! I hid while they left, then went straight in, Eileen heard me, but didn’t attempt to hide. “I, I, I, saw my boss” I stammered.

She smiled, and said, “he as a nice big cock doesn’t he?”

“H-h-how could you?” I asked.

She giggled and then coldly looked at me, saying, “you fuck me whenever you want, the only way you get me to orgasm is with your mouth, you know your cock is just that of a little boy, you know it is useless, how can you be surprised?”.

I looked down in shame, and she ordered, “get your mouth down here and suck me clean”. I looked in horror, she knew how homophobic I was, then she added, “if you don’t, and I mean NOW!, then get out and stay out”.I fell onto her and licked her, then sucked tasting their cum, yet my erection remained. I was still in my suit, straight from work, I realised why they had left early now. She pushed me over and sat on my face. She rode me pushing her sopping pussy up and down my face filling my mouth and nose with their smelly cum. couldn’t believe how much there was, and as if reading my mind, she said, “and another thing, they can cum a lot more than once in a night!”.

As I ate the cum she worked my cock through my clothes, and then she came on my face in an immense orgasm, the biggest I have witnessed with her, and with her pussy firmly planted over my mouth she shuddered, then squirted piss into my helpless mouth, several times, I had no choice but to swallow. The piss made me ejaculate filling my jocks with cum. She slid back onto my chest, looked away and told me that I had better leave for her to have some private time. As if helpless, I just obeyed. I went to my car, quite dismayed, my mouth full of the taste of other men’s cum and Eileen’s piss, cum leaking down from my jocks, a large wet stain on the front of my suit.

I hadn’t realised that my shirt, tie and face also had the evidence of my servitude! I drove home in a daze, I wasn’t sure what to do, how I could face my boss, not sure if he knew of our relationship. I got home and went inside, only to hear noises from upstairs.

Wondering what was going on I drudged up the staircase and opened our bedroom door. Inside a sight devastated me for the second time that night. Jane was in the process of being double fucked by my two best friends, Colin and Dave. They all saw me görükle escort but were too far gone to stop. Colin was sliding what appeared t be an enormous cock in and out of her pussy, whilst Dave, also with a large cock was fucking her ass.

They all looked at me, and Jane just ordered, between close to orgasmic groans, “strip you wimp”. As if operated like a puppet, I obeyed, staring at the pornographic sight in front of me. As I pulled off my jocks, Colin groaned, and ejaculated into my wife. She reached her orgasm, never once had she done that with me fucking her. He pulled put, and even when slack it must have been 8″, uncut, and dripping cum. She just continued fucking Dave, calling me names and looking at me so coldly. Then she really shocked me, when she said, “suck Colin clean or get out!”

Colin shrugged and walked towards me, chuckling as he did, looking and commenting about my tiny cum covered erection. I slid to my knees, and he held my head, and I blushed as he started sliding into my mouth. This was totally against all of my values. To my surprise he began to get hard again. Dave was obviously getting close. Colin grasped the back of my head and started fucking my mouth.

I choked and gasped struggling for breath. Jane laughed out loud then screamed as she hit yet another orgasm, as Dave filled her ass. Dave pulled out smeared with Jane’s insides and Colin spurted his load into my mouth. I had no choice but to swallow, my head was imprisoned in his hands. As I struggled with what had happened, Dave replaced Colin and pushed his foul member into my mouth. I sucked him clean. Apologising, but laughing as they did, my best friends left.

I was very confused, Jane was also shaven for the first time. She roughly pushed me onto the bed and rode my face as did Eileen, making me suck my friends’ cum from her pussy and ass as she did so. She told me that she had never realised what a man’s cock was like, that she had married a boy, also she told me that she knew about Eileen. That Eileen was actually her friend.

It was only when they exchanged photos of me that she realised what was going on, so they devised this as an initial punishment. I swallowed a mouthful of shit tasting cum as I wondered what may follow. It didn’t take long for me to find out. Jane got up, dragged me to the back door, and pushed me outside, naked.

She threw my car keys (not the house keys) and wallet after me and slammed the door. The back yard was floodlit, and I noticed the neighbour’s curtains move. He was an older guy, in his 70’s, a fat dirty slob, lived alone, and I was horrified that he was seeing me naked, and yes, erect. I looked around totally confused.

Fortunately, there was washing drying on the line, unfortunately it was only a pair of bright pink shorts, and a matching hater top. I pulled them on, the shorts were really too small, pinching up my ass, and pushing out my naked as cheeks. The top was quite loose, but it was all I had. There was an old dirty pair of Jane’s pink runners in the garage, and we took the same size shoes, so I put them on.

I drove off, not knowing what to do. I needed some space! I called my boss on my mobile, and he must have just made it home as he answered the phone. I stammered away telling him I needed some time off for personal reasons, wondering still if he knew. I am an I.T. project manage working for IBM, and had just finished a project, so the timing was good. He actually chuckled and told me to take as much as I needed. That would turn out to be a lot more than I expected!

We lived in Hampshire, and I had always wanted to visit Cornwall, so I headed East. It was getting quite late, so after an hour or two I pulled over and slept in the car. It was a cold morning, winter was approaching, and my skimpy clothing didn’t help. I drove on and stopped at a lorry drive in for breakfast. It was only when I ordered my food and saw the reaction that I remembered that I was wearing.

Some drivers looked at me with anger, some with lust, I was terrified, it certainly woke me up. I quickly devoured my breakfast and left, but not before a couple of burly drivers grabbed handfuls of my exposed ass cheeks. I stopped at a grocery shop, suffered more humiliation from the young woman that served me, and bought some essential food and drink.

For the next few days, I kept away from people which wasn’t too difficult once I was in Cornwall. I slept in the car, apart from washing in freezing cold streams, I was unable to shave or anything like that.

I thought a lot and decided to go back and face the music and sort things out. I needed to get some proper clothes and have a night or two in a decent hotel to get myself together. I was near a place called Tintagel, an area full of folklore of witchcraft magic and knights of armour. It was getting dark, and I made a wrong turning, ending up down a dead end, in the middle of nowhere. There was a dirt track that continued, but I decided to just park and sleep, sort myself out the next morning.

I was woken bursa merkez escort suddenly, someone dragging me from the car. It was daylight, and cold, I shivered as I stared at four huge men, build like mountains, and hairy all over. The eldest I guess at about seventy, the youngest barely out of his teens, the other two I probably early forties.

I found it very difficult to understand what they were saying, but they were very angry, and I was obviously on private property. Some names I did understand, like faggot, and slut, but before I uttered any contradiction, I also understood the order to strip. My mouth dropped open and I just said, “you have to be fucking joking”. My world then exploded, the youngest let fly with his ham of a fist into my stomach, I doubled up and fell to the ground.

As I struggled to stand, I also struggled to rid myself of my feminine pink outfit, standing naked before them, shivering in the cold, I realised how important the pink clothing was to me. Daveth, the eldest one, took some lighter fuel, and sprayed my clothes and runners and dropped a lighted match on them, I looked on in horror, the only consolation, being the warmth of the flames. Tristan, probably the next eldest, took a strip of thin leather, he spread my legs putting my hands on my head.

I trembled and he pulled on my balls, then he took the strip of leather, and using all his strength, which was immense, pulled a tight knot around my balls making me yelp in pain. He slapped my face hard telling me to be quiet. I tried, but very soon my balls throbbed. The next youngest, Peder, spread my legs wide, then he opened his buttoned fly and dropped out probably 7″ of

flaccid uncut cock, and he told me to suck. My eyes popped wide open, and I couldn’t speak I just shook my head in the negative.

The next few minutes I felt the most pain I have ever felt in my life and then some. Someone behind me, using all their strength, kicked me in my exposed tied balls. I collapsed in agony clutching my poor balls whimpering and crying tears, they were running down my face. Peder, totally unmoved, repeated his command.

I crawled up his trousers and sucked at his cock like it was lifesaving, which it probably was. It was quite disgusting, it was dirty, smelly, and when he pulled down his foreskin it was coated in what looked like Parmesan cheese. I almost vomited as he made me suck it clean. He groaned and smiled, holding my head then fucking my face until he exploded his load into my mouth. I was devastated and still in a lot of pain.

They all chuckled and muttered amongst themselves, then the youngest, Talek, who looked like a Neanderthal, tugged on the leather attached to my now very tender, and purple balls. He said, “come on Tony, time to visit your new home”. I was astonished that he knew my name, but then I saw Daveth throw my wallet and keys back into the car. I realised, he now also knew my home address, where I worked etc, as he was pocketing my business and personal cards.

I was tugged by my balls, naked and shivering about two miles. We went inside a strange old house, and I was introduced to an old fat ugly hag of a woman, called Melyor, and a young girl called Mellyn. She was beautiful with long silken blond hair. They laughed and pointed between my legs, I had an erection, I blushed. The men left telling me to obey the women or suffer the consequences and the women took me into their care.

I often look back in wonderment, I cannot understand why I didn’t just bolt away there and then and stuff the consequences, but instead I just obeyed Melyor, doing everything she asked of me. She first cut away the leather, making me cry, literally, when the pain of the blood recirculating hit me. They both then made me drink a foul liquid. The effect was almost immediate, it made my erection throb even more, and made me very turned on.

They moved me into a strange room with a pentagon marking on the floor, and black lighted candles all around. They made me stand in the middle of the pentagon, which was covered with strange erotic markings. They both stripped naked and were the opposite of each other as Meylor was fat and ugly Mellyn was slim and beautiful. I noticed they were totally void of body hair. They were dancing around me chanting, burning bunches of twigs that smelled, my mind was becoming confused, filling with weird sexual images. I heard a pitiful groaning and realised it was me. I felt helpless to move, yet I wasn’t bound.

They made me stand with hands on my head and legs spread very wide. Meylor took some strange green ointment and spread it all over my body, covering my beard, of a few days’ growth, the back of my neck, it smelled quite vile. They also smeared a little about my eyebrows, put a lot about my genitals and ass. They chanted all the time.

Then Mellyn knelt between my legs, she took my cock in her mouth and I just groaned and felt my orgasm start, she immediately removed my cock and held it over a copper chalice that seemed bursa sınırsız escort to have lead splattered on the base. My cum splattered, more than I think I have ever produced. I was screaming in orgasm, but my erection didn’t subside at all.

The images filling my mind were so strange, I was a female being fucked in all holes by satanic animals yet loving it. I’m not sure what was happening, but my cock was being manipulated again. It was only a short time and I again had a huge ejaculation. My cock still stayed hard, the images became even worse, they were vile, I was swallowing cum piss, excrement from these horny evil animals, and what was worse, I could actually taste it.

Five times I ejaculated, then I collapsed, when I awoke, my cock was shrivelled, and I was in a shower. It had always been difficult for me to make it twice in a day, how did I cum 5 times?? Meylor chuckled and told me to shower and clean up. I felt disgusting and my mind was still confused.

I showered and to my horror, all my body hair, and beard washed down the plug hole. I couldn’t even see any sign of follicles they had just dropped off me, even on my face, absolutely no sign that I had ever needed to shave. I dried and they powdered my body with strange smelling powders.

Mellyn made me stand legs wide apart, hands on my head, and she knelt between my legs. She caressed and massaged my balls pulling, twisting gently mumbling and singing strange words. Meylor gave me some more fluid to drink. I was in a different world, then through a for I saw Mellyn use a wet piece of leather to tie around my balls, they took hold of each end and pulled as hard as they could.

I tried to scream but just gurgled. They tied a knot and then twisted the leather around and around until my balls hung obscenely from my body and they finished tying it off.

I gasped in horror as I watched my balls darken in colour, then in amazement as I saw the women masturbating and groaning in front of me. First Meylor squatted over the chalice containing my cum which was now placed on the floor. She moaned then obviously orgasmed, but when she did fluid squirted from her vagina adding to my cum. Mellyn did the same thing, I felt my sore cock stir and become yet again erect. This was followed by the women dancing around chanting again. Then they added other things to the chalice, what looked like large beetles, that they broke into pieces, herbs and who knows what.

My head was spinning, thoughts and images continued to flood my mind. Then they came over tho me holding the chalice. I was free to move, apart from my throbbing balls that is, and I took the chalice. It reeked of sex and seemed to be completely full of sperm and swirling mess. They didn’t say anything to me, I knew what I had to do. I drank the contents, no, I devoured the contents with relish, as they chanted and danced around me, staying outside of the pentagon. I seemed obsessed by it, the taste was strange I struggled to lick and swallow every drop.

My hairless little cock also throbbed and bounced with an erection, my mind whirled. Straps were fastened to my ankles, next thing I know, I’m suspended above the pentagon upside down my legs stretched painfully wide. I looked up to see their wet open pussies as they danced about me, then my mind exploded in pain. Mellyn had used a paddle to hit my poor exposed balls as hard as she could. Stars and lights burned into my head, I gasped trying to breathe, feeling pain like nothing I had ever felt, then Meylor did the same, and thankfully my world went black.

When I awoke, I was somewhere else, laying on a mattress, I had a metal collar around my neck, my wrists were in old metal handcuffs, which where attached by a chain behind me and also to my collar. This severely limited my movement. My ankles had leather cuffs on and my legs were spread wide and raised off the bed. I felt the thing in my asshole, it vibrated, twisted and pumped in and out of me like a cock. My ass was sore and full.

The other low humming came from the thing that encased my cock. It was pumping me, masturbating my poor sore cock. Despite my situation, despite the incredulity of it all, I was totally aroused. I stared at my black and purple balls beneath the thing encasing my manhood. I groaned in the glimmer of the light from the black candles. My groaning got louder until I orgasmed yet again, only this time with no ejaculation, as that was impossible.

The thing in my ass seemed to get faster as did the masturbator. I was totally tormented. I didn’t sleep that night, at least not that I am aware of, the images were so terrible, the fucking of my virgin ass continued as did the masturbating. I lost count of my orgasms. I desperately wanted it to end, yet in another way I wanted more and more and more. I wanted to be fucked to death, I wanted real cocks, I wanted sperm, I wanted to please!

I guess I must have slept at least a bit, or had it all just been a nightmare, for when I awoke I was in a normal bedroom, under covers, naked, but unfettered, apart from my still throbbing balls. My mouth however tasted of sperm piss and pussy juice, my cock was red raw and sore as was my asshole. I tried to free my balls, but the leather had shrunk even tighter and it was impossible to undo without cutting it.

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Chapter 1

Jayme was having a good day, well the best day in a long time to be more precise. He was walking over to see his long time friend and crush Cassie. She had invited him over for a date night. He was honestly surprised when she extended the invitation. Even though he has had a crush on her for years, since grade school, she has never given him any signs that the feelings were mutual. Leaving him in the ‘friend-zone’ for as long as he can remember. She did not live that far away so it was a short, maybe 10 minute, walk from his house to hers.

He was almost there and nervous as could be. Usually Cassie dates more masculine men compared to him, her last boyfriend was over 6ft tall, muscular and confident. Jayme on the other hand was 5ft 5 and had a slim build. He went running often to stay in shape but never lifted weights so he wound up with a well developed bottom half and a slim, almost feminine upper body. But he was trying not to think too much into it, she had texted him out of the blue yesterday and asked if he wanted to come over for a ‘date night’ with a 😉 in a following text. He eagerly took her up on it and she said she would give him something he has been wanting for along time but is too shy to go for.

His heart started to beat a little faster as he got to her front door and it took all of his courage to knock and not run away, writing the whole thing off as a fever dream. When she answered the door his fears just melted away. There she was in all her beauty. Standing a couple inches taller than him, with lovely curves that fit her petite frame perfectly. He knew she took a yoga class regularly and it showed. She was wearing white tennis socks, capri cut jeans that were skin tight and a cute white top that hugged her body just enough to show off, but not tight enough that it still left something to the imagination. Her cute face was framed by her long ginger hair that flowed a few inches past her shoulders. She has the cutest freckles he thought to himself. He looked into her beautiful blue eyes and realized he was just standing there. She had caught him staring and giggled, making him twitch a little in his pants.

“Come on in” She said, stepping to the side.

“Uhh, thanks” He stammers out awkwardly, walking in.

She led him upstairs while making small talk, catching up on some gossip about old friends from school, who wound up dating who and all that. It had been a while since they had hung out. In her room he sat on the edge of her bed and she walked over to her desk on the other side of the room and leaned against it.

“No need to be soo nervous Jayme. I know its something you have wanted for a long time” She smiled and winked while saying that. He could not help but let out a nervous laugh when she said that.

“Yea you are right, everyone has their first time right?”

“Of course they do. Although its something you really only need to do once if you do it right.” She says. “Get naked and sit on the end of my bed.” She suddenly orders.

Nervous and not really sure what she means by that, he just does what she tells him to do in the hope that he does not mess things up and make her change her mind. At this point Jayme is already harder than he ever has been in his life, his little penis standing at its full 4 inches. He takes off his shirt first revealing a hairless chest. He never really did grow much body hair always figuring it would come in some day. Taking off his pants, socks and boxers he kept one hand in front of his small penis while he sat down, trying to keep his little secret for a few seconds longer. She was rummaging around her drawers, looking for something in particular before turning around. She was still fully clothed.

“You don’t have to hide from me, I do have to see what I’m working with.” She said with a wink.

He moved his hand away and leaned back, displaying himself for her to see.

“Aww its soo cute!” She said with excitement! “I can’t wait to see it after we are done!”

He is really starting to wonder what she means by that, but as a virgin maybe there are a few things he does not know about what people do after sex. His little penis was throbbing at this point and he could barely think straight, so he focused on her. Looking at her sexy body and beautiful face, he could barely believe where he was and what he was about to do. He noticed in her hand she was holding a condom package with a large “G” on it. It looked a little big for someone of his size, but he was not going to say anything and he was trying everything he could to just avoid blowing his load right then and there.

She approaches him and stands in front of him, still fully clothed. He is confused but just goes with it. His penis is starting to tingle as it continues to throb. She kneels in front of him and puts a bursa escort hand on his thigh to steady herself as the gets on her knees, sending a wave of pleasure up his leg. He struggles to hold back but its no good. She lifts the condom up to her mouth to use her teeth to tear open the package and seeing that was what put him over the edge.

“Hhnnggg” he leans back as he loses control of his tiny penis, shooting his load, well more like dribbling his load. Running down his small shaft and over his balls. She starts to giggle watching him lose control and cum prematurely.

“Oh my!” She remarks, covering her mouth to hide her laughter. “I don’t think anyone has ever done that before!” She stands up and walks back to her dresser, tossing the condom inside and turning around. She grabs a hand towel from her desk and tosses it over to Jayme so he can wipe up his small load. “Don’t get any on my bed sheets please.”

“I-I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened.” He stammers out grabbing the cloth and wiping his softening penis and trying to cover himself up with his one hand while grabbing his boxers and pants with the other. He could not believe it! He finally gets the chance of a lifetime and he blew it. Literally. The strange part is that she does not seem disappointed, looking at her he wonders why that is. She seems amused but not upset.

“Don’t worry, I know how exciting this must be for you.” She says, giving him a knowing smile. “We can always try again tomorrow? Maybe have a little…. Fun at home before you come here and you might be able to hold off until we get the condom on you next time.”

“That would awesome. I know I can do better next time.” He could not believe it, she was going to give him a second chance after what had just happened.

He got dressed quickly and she just watched him, almost like a predator watching its next meal, not saying anything. Once he was dressed he got up to leave and she gave him a big hug and led him to the door. Saying good night and heading out to walk home he could feel his cheeks burning as the embarrassment was overwhelming his mind. He barely remembered the walk home, his mind replaying the nights events over and over. He found himself getting aroused again as he walked in the door to his home. His tiny penis barely making a tent in the front of his jeans.

His mother was sitting on the couch watching TV when he walked in. She looked surprised to see him coming in the door.

“Back soo soon?” His mom Tara asked, “I thought you had a date tonight with Cassie.”

“Yea we just rescheduled for tomorrow, something came up.” He said, lying to cover for his premature ending of their night.

“Oh ok, that’s alright. I’m gonna head to the gym right away hun, dinner is in the fridge if you want to heat it back up.” She stands up from the couch and grabs her phone, sending a quick text. She towers over him as he walks by heading for the stairs, at almost 6ft tall and fairly well built, Tara is a bit of a gym rat.

“Thanks mom, I’m not hungry right now, I’m actually pretty tired. I’m just gonna go read for a bit before bed.” Jayme responds as he heads up the stars. Tara’s phone buzzes as she gets a response to her text, she reads it and starts to giggle, trying to hold back her laughter. Jayme begins to wonder who she was texting, he knows that her and Cassie work in the same office and they are good friends. But he is sure that’s not who she is texting, right? Cassie would not share those details with his mom…. Would she?

He closes his bedroom door and sits in front of his computer, booting up his favourite porn website while taking his pants and boxers off. Still needing to work out some pent-up energy from the evening. He browses the videos, scrolling until he finds one with a beautiful woman being fucked by some big muscular dude. She is bent over and being fucked in the ass, he starts to stroke himself to the scene, really getting into it. Then the girl on screen is turned over and he is shocked to see that she has a penis! A small one but its there, soft and flopping around as she(?) Is fucked by her partner’s huge cock. At first Jayme tells himself he is not interested in that kind of thing but quickly realizes his is still stroking his little penis and almost as soon as he realizes that, he starts to cum from a mixture of surprise and excitement. “I can’t be into this sort of thing.” He says to himself, thinking he is into normal girls like Cassie.

Chapter 2

Jayme was in a little haze all day at work, going from not being able to believe that he prematurely shot his load yesterday to the fact that she wanted him to come over and try again tonight! He was the luckiest man alive in his mind right now. After work he went home and ran up to his room, barely stopping to say hi to his mom who was busy getting ready for a jog. He went straight to his computer, closing his bedroom door. His phone buzzed a couple times, once his mom was saying that she would be out for a bit jogging görükle escort with friends and the other was Cassie saying he could come over whenever he was ready with a 😉 at the end of the message. Remembering what she said the night before he went straight to his favourite website and started scrolling through the video section. He quickly found a video with the same model from last night, he clicks on it right away.

Wondering what drew him to that model and her video, he starts watching it. “I’m not into traps, am I?” he wonders out loud as the video starts playing. This time it’s a clip that has her on her knees in front of some stud with a massive cock. It must be at least 3 times the size of mine, he thinks to himself as he starts to stroke his tiny penis. Getting himself rock hard he looks down and sees that he can hide his entire penis in his hand, and for some reason that makes him even harder. He feels a large amount of confusion as he watches the video, the beautiful girl in the video with her long black hair, obviously implanted breasts and tiny cock, sucking on a massive cock and enjoying every moment of it. She is playing with her own as she sucks on his. Jayme is drawn to watching her pump her tiny cock for pleasure while she pleasures the man in the video. It takes Jayme barely 3 minutes to pump out his small load into a wad of tissues. He gets cleaned up and tossed the tissues out, his mind swirling in confusing thoughts of arousal.

I’m going to go have sex with a woman I have wanted for years and I’m watching porn where everyone has a cock. What’s wrong with me? He does not give it too much thought as he heads downstairs, texting Cassie to let her know he is on the way over. She responds right away with a smiley face.

He got to her house in record time, knocking with more confidence. Telling his little penis to relax as it is trying to get hard again, already. She greets him at the door, wearing black leggings and another lose fitting green shirt. She reaches out and grabs his hand, pulling him upstairs.

“Don’t want to wait too long this time!” She remarks excitedly as she pulls him into her room. “If we let you get too worked up you might not make it again.” She winks at him pointing to the foot of her bed.

“Get naked and sit! I went out today and grabbed another condom, after seeing you yesterday I was worried the others I have would not fit snugly, so it got one a few sizes smaller!” Her words should have stung but Jayme was not thinking clearly at all. He reassured himself that she chose to have him there so obviously his small size was something she wanted… Right?

He sat on the foot of her bed naked just like yesterday, not covering his little penis with his hand this time. She grabs the condom off the dresser, this time it looks like a smaller package and it still had the “G” on the front. Maybe it’s a brand name? He barely wondered to himself. She looks him up and down and lets out a little giggle.

“It really is cute, totally suits you.” Gesturing to his crotch, his tiny penis standing straight up, as hard as can be. “I think this is gonna be awesome and I can wait to see how it turns out.” He thinks she must be talking about how she thinks he will preform in bed or something like that. She better hurry, he can feel his penis start to throb and tingle. Not as bad as yesterday but its getting there.

“Lean back.” She tells him and he does, reaching behind himself and resting on his hands with his arms straight. She kneels between his legs, not touching his thigh this time and opening the condom package quickly. He notices its not like any other condom he has seen before. It reminded him of a balloon that was half rolled up. He thought condoms are always rolled up and you roll them down the shaft? But this one seemed half unrolled and the tip was huge. “You are gonna love this!” She said as she put it on the tip of his penis and rolled the other half down his thin shaft. She condom was tight at the base and loose towards the tip, with about 4 inches extra hanging off the tip of his penis. She leans back on her heels and looks at his crotch excitedly.

“Isn’t it supposed to be a snug fi-” He starts to ask but is overwhelmed by a jolt of pleasure running down his shaft into his groin. He closes his eyes and leans back onto his elbows as the pleasure ramps up, spreading into his balls and sending pulses down his legs and up his back. He can’t believe what he is feeling, for a moment he is upset that he is about to prematurely shoot his load before he gets to have sex with Cassie but that thought is quickly pushed aside by the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. His entire penis feels like it is tingling and throbbing, almost tightening at the same time, his balls feel like they are pulling up into his body. Its indescribable. Somewhat like when your foot falls asleep and is waking back up but at the same time it’s the most amazing feeling of his life. Before Jayme can get a grasp escort bayan on how good it feels he starts to cum harder than he ever has before. His body wracked by pulse after pulse of pure pleasure, it feels like his penis has become a firehose. He has never felt anything like it. His balls and scrotum feel like they are tightening up and pulling towards his body, his penis even feels like its shrinking with every pulse and he has not a care in the world other than the amazing orgasm his is currently riding though.

After what felt like an eternity he finally comes back to reality, it could not have been more than a minute but for him it was the longest and best minute of his life. He starts to feel a little confusion as Cassie reaches in-between his legs and grabs the condom, taking it off. It felt like it was barely covering the tip of his penis.. That cant be right. He sits up and looks down and is shocked to see there is barely anything between his legs. Maybe it takes a moment to come back after cumming like that he thought.

A few moments later he realizes that his balls and sack are missing, his penis still looks hard, but its barely an inch long and about half as thick as it was before. This cant be right, it looks like all I have left is the tip and maybe a quarter of an inch of shaft left. But there it was, standing proudly like a large clit above a smooth patch of skin where his balls should be hanging.

He looks over at Cassie and she is just tying a knot at the base of the condom, sealing it off with its contents inside. She catches his gaze and giggles again. “Its soooo cute! I love it.” She says as she points to his little nub. “It fits you soo much better now.” She then holds up the sealed condom and he gets a good look at it. Inside the condom there are two small balls and a lot of cum. He blinks for a moment and looks down and back up. There can be no other explanation, those are his balls and that’s the last load he will ever shoot out of his penis.

She hops up to her feet gleefully. “I’m soo glad you chose me to share this moment with, most femboys usually just do this at home!” She walks over to one of her closets. Jayme is speechless, he had no idea that this was going to happen or what gave her the impression that he wanted this. “Honestly yours will be a favourite in my collection!” She says as she opens her closet revealing several clotheslines with about a dozen other condoms hanging from them. She looks over her shoulder and smiles while she hangs my contribution up. I realize with a pang of embarrassment that my condom is by far the smallest and that my balls are about half the size of the one hanging next to it. She closes the closet and turns around looking gleeful.

“I- wait- what- I didn’t know that you were going to do that.” Jayme stammered.

“Oh don’t be silly, we both know you have always been effeminate and plus yesterday you saw the gelding condom and wanted to come back to use one with me today.” She responded. “You can’t believe that I would want to ride your little premature clit, did you?”

Her words stung his pride. “I don’t- gelding condom? I don’t know what to say right now.”

“Yea, they are all the rage with femboys right now and some girls like me use them to get back at mean ex’s, or just because we love doing it!” She laughs at the last part. “Usually when someone has a man sized cock it just shrinks down to half its size, usually as big as yours was to begin with, but with femboys like you they really shrink down to nothing. I have never seen anything like that before but I’m really happy you came over to share this experience with me.”

Jayme’s head was swimming right now and for some reason he kept thinking of the woman from the vid he was watching earlier. He was snapped out of his thoughts by Cassie tossing him a pink thong. “Put it on, it will fit you better now that you don’t have anything in-between your legs anymore.” He was about to protest but then he looks down at the remains of his penis, no it’s a clit now, and realized she was right. He should be protesting more but something compelled to do everything she said, so he stands up and slides the pink frilly thong up his legs and pull it into place. His clit was rock hard and feeling it rub against the soft fabric sent shivers up his spine. There was a cute little white bow on the waistband, and it really did seem to fit him well, he hiked up the waistband over his hips and noticed that his legs looked really feminine. Must be all the running, he thought to himself.

“Love your new look?” She asked. He was about to answer when he realized she had put on a harness over her leggings with a massive strapon sticking out of the crotch!

“Umm what’s that for?”

“I wanted to be your first, remember?” she smirked. “I thought you wanted me to take your virginity.”

He could not believe the sight before him. There she was, the most beautiful woman in his world, the woman he had grown up with and had a crush on for as long as he could remember. The woman that just took his balls and most of his penis, standing there looking perfect with a massive strapon cock dangling from her crotch. He would have done anything she asked at that point.

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Thank you Daddy (Part 1)

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Thank you Daddy (Part 1)“This is so exciting Daddy, three whole days, just us, all alone in the cabin, no-one else for miles, this is my dream come true, we don’t need to sneak around behind Mum’s back. What are you going to do with me for three whole days Daddy?”“Well l thought l might teach you fishing,” Tom smiled as he steered the car along the motorway.“Oh l don’t think so,” Ella giggled, reaching across and placing her hand on the front of his trousers. “This is the only rod l want for the next three days, go on Daddy, tell me what you want to do with me.” Ella felt the reaction inside his trousers, her hand gripping his shaft as it hardened. “I can hardly believe this is happening at last,” she said, “all those years when l lay on my bed playing with my little button, staring at the door, willing you to come in and take me. Ever since that day l saw you fucking Aunt Cathy and l saw how big this is,” she gave his cock a squeeze, “l wanted it so badly Daddy, l tried everything, l bought tiny bikinis to wear in the garden, l even left the bathroom door open while l showered once, Mum was out and l knew you’d seen me, l honestly thought you were going to come in and fuck me there, l was so excited, l actually came without touching myself.”“I never knew you’d seen me with Cathy,” Tom replied, feeling the warmth of her hand through his trousers, “and that day in the shower, l didn’t realise you knew l was in the house.”“But you liked what you saw,” Ella said, squeezing his cock again as it grew to full hardness, she could see the outline of it extending along his thigh, all twelve inches of it, the biggest cock she had ever seen, apart from on the internet, and goodness knows she had seen plenty in her nineteen years.“You are a beautiful girl, of course l liked what l saw,” he said, “but there was no way l was going to touch you like that, besides the fact you were my daughter, you were far too young.”“I was f*****n Daddy, almost s*****n, it’s not as if l was a virgin.”“Yes well, if l’d known that l would have wanted to have a serious chat with your boyfriend,” Tom replied.“I didn’t have a boyfriend Daddy,” she giggled, “and there were more than one, l suppose l was trying to find one as big as yours but none of them ever came close, l was so disappointed every time, it was so unfair Daddy, you had that beautiful cock, l wanted it inside me and it was as if you had no interest in me sexually at all. I bought a big dildo in the end but that didn’t make me feel any better.”“Anyway,” she leaned over and kissed his cheek as she squeezed his cock again, “at least you don’t mind fucking your daughter now.”“Yes well, you’re nineteen now, and at University,” Tom replied, realising how ridiculous the words sounded as he said them.“Still your daughter though,” Ella replied.“If you don’t want to do this you don’t have to,” Tom said, glancing at her, “we can call it off and go back home, we can tell your mother l didn’t feel well.”“Don’t you dare,” Ella giggled, squeezing his cock and feeling it pulsate in response. “Bending over your workbench in the shed while you fuck me is one thing, but it has to be rushed in case Mum catches us, l want to know how it feels when you fuck me properly.”“Did you have any idea what l was doing in the shed that day you opened the door?” Tom asked.“I’d been in the shed the day before looking for a screwdriver,” she replied, “l’d found the magazine and l could see the stains on it, it was obvious what you had been doing. I knew you were in the shed that afternoon, l was nervous how you would react if l caught you but l couldn’t wait any longer, l had to take that chance.”“Well l hardly had any chance to react,” Tom smiled, remembering how he had been stood there, his trousers and underpants round his ankles, his cock rigid in his had as he wanked hard. “No sooner had you opened the door, but you were on your knees with my cock in your mouth.”“I knew l had to move quick,” she giggled, “l didn’t want to give you chance to recover, then once l had you in my mouth l knew l had you, God Daddy there was so much cum, l had a job to swallow it all.”“It was crazy,” Tom laughed, “l just couldn’t stop myself.”“The best thing was when you stayed hard,” Ella laughed, “l knew l had to get you inside me before you had chance to change your mind. You must have been in a red mist, you even tore my panties when l bent over the workbench, then when you drove it into me and it went so deep, l nearly screamed, God Daddy, l came so quickly.”“I know,” he laughed, “your juices pissed out of you that much my trousers were soaked, l was lucky to get inside and change without your mother seeing.”Elsa could feel her father’s cock pulsating wildly. “ Can l take him out Daddy?” She asked.Tom pressed the button to recline his seat slightly, allowing his daughter to undo his belt and open his trousers. His cock was so hard she had to manipulate it to free it until it finally sprung into full erection.“Oh god it’s beautiful,” Ella squealed, “can l kiss him?”“Careful,” he replied, “we don’t want to crash…just a quick kiss.”Ella wriggled out of her seat belt and leaned across. She pulled down on his foreskin, revealing the bulbous, purple head, glistening. As she squeezed his shaft, a bead of of cum oozed from the eye of his cock. Ella giggled, then extended her tongue, the tip lifting to bead before she kissed the head.“Mmmmmm,” she said, sitting back, “that tastes yummy.”“Get your tits out,” Tom said.“Daddy!” She replied, faking shock at his demand. “That’s not something you should be saying to your daughter.”“Stop fucking about and get your tits out,” he repeated.“Ooooh Daddy,” she gave a shudder, “l love it when you get domineering with me, am l going to be your sex slave for the next three days?”Ella was wearing a loose fitting shirt over a pair of very tight shorts. With a few wriggles she managed to remove her bra down the sleeve of her shirt, then, sitting back, she slowly unbuttoned her shirt, all the time staring at her father, a cheeky grin on her face.She had only undone three buttons when he suddenly reached over, grabbing her shirt and tugging it. The remaining buttons flew off the material as her breasts were exposed.“Ooooh Daddy, you’re making me wet, look.” She giggled, indicating the patch of dampness where her shorts dug into the cleft of her cunt. “Do you want to stop and fuck me?”“You do realise you are driving me crazy,” he said, “l haven’t been able to think of anything else since that first time.”“Me too,” she sighed, “that dildo is okay but it’s nowhere near as good as him,” she said, taking hold of his cock again. “I want you Daddy,” she said, “l want you deep in my cunt, deep and hard, fuck me as hard as you like, drive that beautiful cock deep into my belly, l don’t care if you hurt me, l want the hurt, do anything you want with me Daddy, l mean that, anything.”Tom reached across, squeezing her right breast then pinching her nipple hard, Ella responded by squeezing his cock. She she shuddered from head to toe.“Oh god Daddy, l came,” she said, “have you ever done that to Mum.”“You’re joking,” he laughed, “your mother and me haven’t had decent sex for years.”“Why not Daddy?” She said, “if l was her l would want that cock up me at least once a day.”“Yes well,” he replied, “she started to lose interest after you were born and it gradually got worse, she just got more and more bad tempered after that.”“She treats you like shit Dad, is that why you started fucking Aunt Cathy?”“Oh no,” he laughed, “l was fucking Cathy before l married your mother, in fact l was fucking her an hour before the wedding ceremony.”“Jeez,” she gasped, “does Mum know?”“Oh no, not that she would probably be that bothered,” he replied, “Cathy always says she needs a good fucking to sort her out, she reckons l should be more assertive with her.”“What about Aunt Cathy, are you dominant with her?”Tom was silent for a few moments.“Cathy likes rough sex,” he said.“Oooo that sounds interesting,” Ella responded, turning to face her father, giving him a better view of her naked breasts. “What, like spanking?”“Well yes,” he replied, giving her nipples a tweak. “Sometimes a bit further, she likes bondage and a bit of mild caning.”“Oooooh that sounds sexy,” she shivered, “l like my bottom spanked, it makes me so hot.”“Who does that, your boyfriend?”“Oh no,” she laughed, “l think it needs a mature man to do that sort of thing properly, my tutor at Uni does it to me.”Tom looked at his daughter in surprise, having to turn back quickly as he felt the car swerve.“Tell me about it,” he said, reaching between her thighs, feeling the damp material outlining the cleft of her cunt. He had been pleased to find his daughter had a totally shave pubis, he much preferred it that way. Cathy was shaved but Ann had never agreed to do it, but then again she never let him go down on her either so it didn’t make much difference.“Oh he’s lovely,” she said, “he’s seventy two but quite fit for his age. I have a private tutorial with him every Thursday afternoon. It started as a bit of fun, l always wear short skirts and l saw him looking at my legs. He teaches philosophy and we were talking about family relationships, l asked him if it was normal for a girl to have sexual fantasies about her father. He said it was perfectly normal and that in many societies it was normal for daughters to take on the sexual duties of their mother if the mother was ill or too old to fulfil her duties.”“He sounds like he has studied the subject,” Tom said, “did you tell him that you wanted to have sex with me?”“Eventually,” she replied, “he asked if you had shown interest in me sexually. I said you hadn’t but that l wanted you to. He said it was perfectly normal for a young girl to want an older man to take charge of her and teach her discipline.”“The randy old bugger,” Tom laughed, “so how long did it take before he was spanking your bottom?”“Oh, not long,” Ella giggled, “I asked if he could show me what it felt like to be spanked.”“Oh l bet he didn’t refuse that,” Tom said, giving her nipples another tweak.“I asked if l should take my panties off and he said that would be better.”“Of course,” Tom smiled, “so bahis siteleri did he fuck you as well?”“Weeeellll,” Ella giggled, “he gave me three sharp slaps on each buttock but when l stood up l could see he had an erection so l asked if he wanted me to help him with it.”“You really are a little slut aren’t you.”“Daddy!” She shrieked, “that’s not a nice thing to call your daughter.”“True though,” he winked at her, “so what did you do.”“Oh l sucked him for a bit,” she replied, “he has a lovely cock, not as big as yours but bigger than my boyfriend. Anyway l asked if he wanted to fuck me. He put me over his desk and fucked me from behind, it was fun, and l came which was nice.”“Has it happened again?” Tom asked.“Oh every Thursday,” she laughed, “we don’t waste any time, as soon as l get there l strip off and we have fun, he likes to spank me first, it’s getting harder now and often l cum before he starts fucking me. He likes to go down on me too, and he’s good at that, always makes me cum. I had top marks from him at the end of term.”“Oh l bet you did,” Tom laughed.“He’s sweet thoughts Daddy,” she said, “he buys me presents, oh nothing expensive, just little novelties, and he bought me a new vibrator when my old one packed in, he likes to watch me masturbate.”“I’m going to have to stop,” Tom said.“Ooooh yes please,” she giggled, “is it fuck time?Tom saw a sign for a service station ahead, he pulled in and found a quiet spot in the car park next to a hedge that separated it from the lorry park.Ella went to put on her shirt.“Leave it off,” Tom said, “and take your shorts off as well.”“But then l’ll be naked Daddy,” she gave him her cheeky grin, “what if someone sees me?”“Well it’ll be their lucky day won’t it,” he replied, “now get out.”“You’re being naughty Daddy,” she said, “the hedge is on your side l’m going to have to run round the car.” “Well you’d better be quick then,” he laughed.“Pig!” She giggled as she pushed off her shorts then opened her door. Getting out quickly, she sprinted round the car, ending up between the car and the hedge.Tom watched her running, her magnificent tits bouncing wildly as she ran. That was the only thing she had in common with her mother was the size of her tits. Tom always thought it was strange that out of the two sisters, Ann had by far the better tits but Cathy was much sexier.“Come on Daddy,” Ella called to him, “what if someone sees me and calls the police.” “Well then you’ll have to negotiate with the copper won’t you,” Tom said as he calmly opened his door and got out. “Bend over and lean on the car,” he said, “ l want to see those tits swinging when l fuck you. Open your legs.”Ella did as she was told Tom standing behind her, placing the tip of his cock against the lips of her cunt, then, gripping her hips he suddenly thrusted forward sending his cock deep inside her, his tummy crashing into her bottom.“Oh jeez,” she gasped, “Christ Daddy, you could kill me like that.”“Shut up,” he said, giving her buttocks a sharp slap, leaving a red palm print on each one. Then he gripped her again, fucking her with savage, deep thrusts. He was pleased to feel her pushing back to meet him at each thrust. “Fucking horny bitch,” he said, “you love it don’t you?”“Oh yes Daddy,” she sighed between thrusts, “this is how l want you to use me.”“Just like my whore,” he said.“Oh yes Daddy,” she replied, “l’ll be your whore Daddy, anything….anything at all….just fuck me.”Tom felt the sudden heat of her orgasm, felt her knees buckle, heard her let out a long deep moan. He gripped her hard, thrusting one last time crashing into her, grinding himself in deep as he filled her with his hot cum.“Oh yes Daddy,” she cried as she felt the power of his ejaculations, his cock pulsating as it pumped his seed into her. She felt the combination of fluids escaping from her cunt, running down her thighs.Tom stayed still inside her as he deposited the last of his spunk. Suddenly he was aware of a presence to his right. He looked and saw a big man standing there, he had the look of a lorry driver about him, quite muscular, but with a fair sized beer belly as well.“I’ve nearly finished if you want a turn,” he said.He sensed Ella trying to stand, she had seen the man there and was trying to get away and back into the car.“Stay there bitch,” Tom said, giving her another slap on her bottom.“Don’t want to fuck her,” the man said, “wouldn’t mind a blow job though.”Tom pulled out of Ella’s cunt.“Fucking hell mate,” the man said, “just as well l don’t want to fuck her, she wouldn’t be able to feel mine in her after that bastard.”“Here,” Tom said, giving Ella another smack, “give this gentleman a nice blow job.”Ella stood up, turning towards the man, she stepped past her father, smiling at him and whispering, “Double pig,” as she knelt on the grass verge in front of him.Tom watched as his daughter took the man’s cock into her mouth, he was pleased at the expert way she worked on him, pressing her face against his belly as she took him deep, then pulling back and tormenting the head of his cock with her tongue and teeth.It wasn’t long before the man gave a grunt and, holding her head, pushed his cock deep into her mouth as he came. Tom watched his daughter sucking and swallowing, not losing a single drop.As the man pulled out of her mouth and did up his trousers, he reached into his pocket.“How much did she cost mate,” he said, “let me give you something towards it.”“Oh she’s not a whore,” Tom said, “she’s my daughter.”The man looked at him in astonishment, then seemed to accept that Tom was telling the truth.“Fucking hell mate,” the man said, “you jammy bastard, she’s gorgeous. My daughter is a fat ugly cow, just like her mother, still, l wouldn’t mind fucking her.”“If she’s fat and ugly she would probably welcome it,” Tom said, “you should give it a try, let her catch you wanking or something, that’s how we started.”“Cheers mate,” the man said, shaking Tom’s hand, “and thank you Miss,” he said to Ella.“You’re welcome,” Ella replied, “you have a nice cock, your daughter will enjoy it.”The man turned and pushed his way through the hedge, obviously the way he had come.“Get dressed,” Tom said, “we’ll get a coffee.”“Give me a minute,” she replied, scrambling through his door and over to her seat. She took a wad of tissues from the glove compartment, dabbing it between her thighs. “You must have left a bucket of cum in me,” she giggled, “but you’re still a pig for making me suck that man’s cock.”Thirty minutes later, back on the road.“That was gross what you made me do,” Ella said, “is that the sort of thing you want me to do?”“Dogging is fun,” he replied.“Do you go dogging?” “Been a few times,” he replied.“What, shagging other men’s wives?”“Sometimes,” he said, “usually we take Cathy and watch strangers fuck her.”“Who’s we?”“Your Uncle Steve.”“What!” She smiled, “you mean he knows you are fucking her.”“Yes, he’s always known,” he replied, “he likes to watch, he likes watching her with strangers as well, though l think he’s more interested in the cocks than Cathy.”“What do you mean Daddy,” she said, “are you saying he’s Gay.”“Not Gay no,” Tom replied, “but he does like sucking cocks, he’s good at it too.”“Has he sucked yours?”“A few times.”“Have you fucked him?”“No,” Tom replied, “but Cathy has with a strap-on, usually when he’s sucking my cock.”“Wow Daddy, l never suspected any of this, l mean, l know you were fucking Aunt Cathy but l thought it was just a one off.“No, l’ve certainly fucked her more times than l’ve fucked you mother,” he said. “Peter, your cousin, he’s mine.”“What!” Ella looked at him, “does Uncle Steve know.”“Oh yes,” Tom replied, “it was all planned. Steve has a very low sperm count and Cathy wanted a baby, so she stopped taking the pill and l fucked her till l got her pregnant.”“Oh!” Ella said pensively.“Why? What’s wrong,” Tom asked.“Well that means that he’s my brother then,” she said.“Half brother,” Tom replied.“Oh…yes… well l suppose that’s not so bad then.”“What do you mean?” Tom asked.“Well….the last time they came to see us,” Ella began.“Don’t tell me you fucked him,” Tom laughed.“Well… yes. See, we were up in my bedroom listening to music and he was telling me how his girlfriend had dumped him, apparently they were at a party and he managed to get her into a bedroom, they had never done anything before, anyway, after a bit of petting, she agreed to give him a hand job but he said he wanted a full fuck. She finally agreed, but when she saw the size of his cock she backed out, by that time he was rearing to go and he got a bit rough, she stormed out accusing him of attacking her.”“I take it he’s big then,” Tom said.“Well l made some joke about it,” she continued, “and l ended up asking to see it.”“How big?”“Oh he’s big all right,” she laughed, “not as big as you but not far short. Anyway, l started touching it and before l knew it he was inside me.”“What… do you mean he attacked you?”“Oh no, nothing like that,” she giggled, “if anything it was me that egged him on, it was a few days before you fucked me for the first time and l was as horny as hell. Afterwards we decided that as we are cousins it probably wasn’t that bad, but now, l mean…this is a bit different.”“Well it’s nothing to worry about,” he said.“But if he’s my brother.”“Half brother,” Tom corrected, “anyway, l think fucking your father is more serious than that.”“Yes, l suppose it is,” she giggled, “nicer too, he was far too gentle, l like my cocks hard and strong.” She reached over, giving his cock a squeeze.Tom noticed that they were about to overtake a lorry.“Get your tits out,” he said.“Are you horny again?” She laughed.“I want you to show your tits to this lorry driver.”“You’re a pervert,” she giggled, opening her shirt and reclining her seat.As they began to pass the lorry, Tom adjusted their speed, bringing them level with the lorry cab.“It’s him,” Ella squealed, waving up at the driver. “The man from the car park.”Quickly, Ella removed her shorts and shirt, leaving herself totally naked as she displayed herself to the lorry driver.“Oh, he’s standing up,” she said, “oh, he’s got his cock out.”Ella lifted her legs and parted them as far as she could, pulling canlı bahis siteleri her cunt open and inserting three fingers into herself, then transferring her fingers to her mouth. Suddenly she shrieked.“Oh my god, he’s just cum,” she laughed, “all over his steering wheel, he must have been wanking.”“Say goodbye,” Tom said, waiting for Ella to blow the man a kiss before increasing speed and pulling away from the lorry.They finally arrived at the cabin. Ella got out of the car then reached for her shirt and shorts.“Leave them off,” Tom told her, “l want you naked all the time.”“But there are usually a lot of walkers along the coastal path Daddy,” she said, “what if they see me.”“I don’t care, l want you naked,” Tom said as he retrieved a hold-all from the boot of the car and headed for the cabin. Ella trotted along behind, her tits bouncing as she ran.“I need to shower,” she said as soon as they were inside, “unless you want to fuck me again.”“No, that can wait till later,” he replied, “you go on, l have a phone call to make.”“Who are you calling?” “Never you mind,” he replied, “you’ll find out soon enough.”“This is very intriguing Daddy,” she said, walking over to him and putting her arms around his neck, “what have you got planned?” As she spoke she pressed her pelvis against him, feeling the hardness of his cock. “Mmmmm,” she smiled, “it feels like he might be interested in some more playtime.”“Maybe later, if you’re a good girl,” he said, pushing her away and giving her a hard smack on her bottom, “now go and shower, l have things to do.”“Oh l can be a good girl Daddy,” she said, looking over her shoulder as she walked away, “but l think you would prefer it if l was a bad girl, a very bad girl.” She stopped in the doorway, bending slightly then pulling her buttocks apart to give him a view of her cunt, before carrying on into the bedroom.By the time Ella emerged from the bedroom, Tom was in the kitchen, preparing a meal. Ella was pleased to see that he was naked, his semi hard penis hanging invitingly, the foreskin peeled back, the purple head glistening.She walked over to her father, pressing her body against his, her hand encircling his cock. “Mmmmm this is nice,” she said, “does Daddy want a quickie before the meal.” She stroked his cock gently, feeling it respond. “I think he wants my tight little pussy again,” she whispered seductively, “god he’s so big, l need both hands to hold him, my pussy needs him Daddy….please Daddy….my pussy is aching.” She gasped as he pinched both her nipples hard, twisting them, the pain causing her knees to buckle as the heat flowed through her body.“You’re a slut Ella,” he said, “a shameless slut.”“I’m anything you want me to be Daddy,” she whispered, giving another groan as he twisted her nipples again. “That’s nice Daddy,” she said, “do you want to hurt me Daddy? Do you want to drive this beautiful cock deep into my pussy and hurt me….l would like that Daddy.”He twisted harder, Ella cried out.“On your knees slut,” he said.Ella dropped to her knees, his cock now fully erect, bobbing in front of her face. She looked at the bulbous head, the bead of pre cum oozing from the eye. She looked at the shaft, almost as thick as her wrist, the ridges of veins running it’s full length, pulsating as they fed more blood into his erection.She opened her mouth, sliding her lips over the tip of his cock. The head filled her mouth, she had to stretch wide to take it. Suddenly he grabbed her by her hair, pulling her forward as he forced his cock into her mouth. She could only take a fraction of him before that huge head hit the back of her throat, cutting off her supply of air. She gagged violently as he pushed harder, his cock trying to force it’s way into her throat.Tom pulled his cock out, Ella gasping for air, coughing, struggling to get her breath back.“Try again slut,” he said, “relax, try to take it, don’t disappoint me or you will have to be punished.”He looked down at her upturned face, tears filling her eyes. “You want it don’t you?” He said.“Yes Daddy,” she said between gasps, “l want to please you Daddy, l will try, l promise.”Tom move forward again, Ella taking him slowly before once again he forced himself deep into her mouth. Once she had taken as much as she could, he held her firm as he humped himself into her, feeling her struggle as she tried desperately to get air.Tom saw her eyes rolling, he pulled out leaving her coughing and gasping. He waited a few moments for her to recover.“Open your mouth,” he ordered.Ella looked up at her father, he saw pleading in her eyes but realised that she was determined to please him. She opened her mouth expecting him to savage her again.This time he just stood in front of her, holding his cock, he began wanking. It only took a few seconds before he felt his orgasm building, when it came it came with a force. The first ribbon of spunk streaking across her face and into her hair. His seed spurted from his cock, some hitting her in her mouth, some covering her face. As his orgasm subsided, Ella leaned forward to take the last dregs of his cum as it oozed from the eye, taking the tip into her mouth to take the last dregs.“Meal time,” Tom said, stepping away.Ella stood, turning towards the bedroom to clean up.“No,” he stopped her, indicating a chair by the table, “sit here, l want to see your spunk covered face while we eat.”Ella did as she was told, looking across at him, a cheeky grin on her spunk covered face as they tucked into their meal, occasionally using a finger to scoop a run of spunk as it dripped from her face onto her tits, then sucking it from her fingers.“You’re a dirty slut,” he smiled at her. Ella smiling back at him in response.“Go and get cleaned up,” he said once they had finished the meal, “l’ll be taking you out later.”“What do you want me to wear?” She said.“Nothing,” he replied, “you won’t need clothes where you’re going.”“God Daddy, l’m so wet,” she giggled, “l knew it was going to be exciting, but l never dreamt it would be like this, l’m going to enjoy being your sex slave.”Ella took her time getting ready, she had no idea what her father had in store for her but it would obviously be sex in some form. She wanted to look her best, taking time with her make-up and hair, even applying some lipstick to her nipples and labia to make then more attractive. Before leaving the bedroom, she checked herself in the mirror, she loved her breasts, although they were large they still stood out well, with no sign of sagging. From the side they had a beautiful profile, with an outward curve and slightly upturned nipples. Her aureoles were not too large and only a slight shade darker than her breasts. Her tummy was flat, there was no sign of fat on her body, her hips curved nicely, her bum was peachy and firm with shapely thighs tapering to long, perfectly formed legs. Ella knew how attractive she was, she had always been like a honeypot for all the good looking boys, and whilst a few of them had had the honour of sampling her charms, there had only ever been one male that she was really interested in, her father.She couldn’t remember when her love for him first started to turn into sexual fantasy, she was th*****n when she first started masturbating, first dreaming of her pop idols. Her father had always spent a lot of time with her, she remembered their visits to the cabin and the hours they had spent together scrambling among the rock pools while her mother stayed behind sun bathing.Ella loved her mother, but it was a different kind of love, whereas her love for her father was deep seated. Her interest in him sexually really took off that day she saw him fucking Aunt Cathy. Ella had seen plenty of cocks at school, the boys were forever flashing them at her and a privileged few had been allowed to go further and while she had enjoyed sex on the few occasions she had allowed it, the sight of her father’s cock, even only semi erect as it slipped from Aunt Cathy’s cunt, had determined her that that was the cock she would surrender herself to completely.Even the thought of what he might have planned for her was causing her juices to flow, she couldn’t resist slipping two fingers inside herself and then sucking them clean, relishing the taste of her own cunt.She slipped on the pair of high heeled sandals she had brought with her, knowing that they had the effect of straightening her posture, showing off her firm bum, shapely legs, and best of all, making her breasts stand out.“You look great,” Tom said as she emerged from the bedroom. “You look extremely fuckable.”“Thank you sir,” she smiled, pirouetting to give him a full view. “Would sir like to fuck me now?”“Oh no,” he smiled, “maybe later, if you’re a very good girl.”“I always want to be a good girl for you Daddy,” she replied, “what am l going to do?”“You’ll see soon enough,” he said, “it’s time to go, get in the car.”Ella realised that she was going to have to get used to being naked in risky locations, it was obvious that her father liked the idea of showing her off, and that gave her a thrill that travelled all down her spine.They drove along the track leading from the cabin, away from the beach and through the tall pine trees to the main road. Tom turned right and they travelled along the road, lined either side by tall, dark trees. They drove for about a mile before the car slowed and turned left, following a sign that said ‘Picnic Area’.Ella immediately had her suspicions about what her father had planned, these were quickly confirmed when they arrived at the parking area. There were eight or nine cars parked randomly around the area, one of them, a big, black SUV was parked at the far end of the car park, it was surrounded by a group of men and it was plain to see that most of them had their cocks out and were stroking themselves.“Looks like Edna has started early,” Tom said, “she’s been coming here for years, she’s in her late sixties, her husband downloads her adventures on a website that l’m a menber of.”“She looks popular,” Ella said, seeing one man moving away from the car, tucking his cock back into his trousers, only to be replaced by another who stepped up to the car. Ella noticed two canlı bahis more cars pulling in to the area.“Good,” Tom said, “hopefully there will be a few more soon, there’s usually quite a crowd here on a Friday night.”“Have you ever…..you know….with her?” Ella said.“Oh yes, a few times,” Tom replied. “When l go away for fishing l mostly come up here to the cabin, then come down here on a Friday night. Edna is here every week, sometimes there are other women, on the odd occasions there are men available as well.”“Have you……?” She said.“Oh no,” he laughed, “not that l object to a male mouth round my cock, but if there is pussy available that’s where l’ll be.”“I take it you want me to join in,” she said.“That’s right sweetheart,” he said, “get out and show them what’s on offer.”“Won’t Edna mind?”“No she’ll be fine,” he replied, “she always gets plenty of cock, she never complains if other women turn up.”“What is it, just blow jobs?” She asked.“Depends what they want,” he replied, “most of them want blow jobs because they don’t get those at home, but once they get a good look at you, l’m sure some of them will want a fuck. If they do, there’s a stock of condoms in the glove compartment, l wouldn’t advise you to accept bareback but it’s up to you.”Ella moved to open her door.“Wait,” he said, reaching over to the back seat, grabbing a travel rug, “put this on the ground, it will save your knees.”“My word Daddy,” she smiled, “l could almost confuse you with someone who cares,” she laughed.“Get your arse out there and service some cocks,” he said.“Yes sir,” she replied, feeling the chill air hitting her nipples, contrasting with the warm glow deep in her pussy.She stood at the side of the car, in full view of the group of men gathered at the other car. Two of them turned to look at her, both had their cocks out, Ella was impressed by the size of their erections. “Mmmm,” she said to herself, “not as big as Daddy but still a nice size.”The two men said something to each other then began walking towards her.“Very nice,” the first one said as they approached her, reaching out and squeezing one of her breasts, then tweaking her nipple.“Thank you sir,” she replied reaching down and taking hold of his cock, “this feels nice too.”“Why don’t you suck it and see,” he said.“Mmmmm, yes please,” she said, dropping to her knees as he moved closed. She immediately slipped her lips over the head of his cock, savouring the taste of him as he filled her mouth.She was aware of the second man standing beside her, she took his cock in his other hand. After sucking the first one for a few moments, she transferred her attention to the second, then alternated between them.It only took a few minutes before the first man took hold of her head, forcing his cock deep into her mouth. She accepted him eagerly, caressing his balls as she felt him swell inside her. He must have thought he had to pull out, but as he started to withdraw she held him close, felt his cock give it’s glory pulsation before pumping his spunk into her mouth.At the same time the second man removed her hand from his cock, she could just see him wanking furiously out of the corner of her eye, then she felt the first load of his spunk hitting her face. It shot over her eyes and up her nose, warm, sticky spunk coating her face as the first one pumped into her mouth.Then, suddenly it was over, both men stepping away, doing up their trousers and walking away, laughing to each other as they returned to their cars.“Here,” Tom said, he was beside her, handing her some tissues, “wipe the spunk off your face, it looks like you have some more takers.”“You’d have thought they would have said thankyou,” she said, wiping the spunk from her face and the couple of drips that had landed on her tits.“You’re just a slag as far as they’re concerned,” he laughed, “get used to it.”Two more men approached them, these two were older, both about the same age as Tom. One was tall and thin, the other, medium height but fat. Both men were holding their cocks. Ella noticed that the fat man only had a tiny cock.“Is she yours?” The fat man asked, “how much are you charging?”“There’s no charge mate,” Tom replied, “this is dogging not a brothel.”“Sorry,” the fat man said, “didn’t mean to cause offence, it’s just that there was a chap here last week with a pretty young girl but he wanted ten for a blow job, twenty five for a fuck.”“Yeah, l’ve heard there are some wankers trying to make money out of it,” Tom said.“What is she mate, wife or girlfriend,” the thin man said, “either way you’re a lucky bastard.”“Neither,” Tom said, “she’s my daughter.”“Fuck off!” The fat man said.“I’m not joking mate,” Tom said, “she’s nineteen, on holiday from University.”“You dirty bastard,” the thin man said.Tom laughed out loud. “You stand there with your cock in your hand waiting to fuck her and have the gall to call me a dirty bastard,” he said, “if you don’t want her, stand aside because it looks like someone else does.”Ella had also noticed two other men walking over. She knelt there listening to the exchange. She had often wondered what it felt like to be a whore, now, listening to these men, her father included, talking about her as if she were just a piece of fuck meat to be traded, she felt the shiver of excitement travel through her body.“You can argue if you like,” the fat man said, “l’ll fuck her,” then turning to Tom, “does she do bareback.”“No, l have condoms in the car,” Tom replied.“Shit,” the fat man responded, “l can never keep those things on, l’m not big enough.”“Why don’t l just give you a blow job then,” Ella said, “your mate can fuck me doggy style if he can put aside his moral objections.”“You’re a smart arse,” the thin man said.“I told you she was at University,” Tom said, “do you want to fuck her or not.” Tom reached into the car then held out a condom to the thin man.Ella told the fat man to lean back against the car, then she stood up and bent over with her legs spread, taking his tiny cock into her mouth.The thin man took the condom, unwrapped it, then rolled it onto his cock. Then he stood behind her, holding her hips as he manoeuvred his cock into her cunt.The next two men arrived, they stood next to Tom watching Ella taking both cocks.“I’ve seen you here before,” a bearded man said, “but you were with an older woman. I heard you say this is your daughter, was the other one your wife?”“No,” Tom said, “that was my sister-in-law, my wife’s sister.”“Jammy bastard,” the man replied, “she was a looker but this one is even better, have you been fucking her long.”“No, we only started recently,” Tom said, “but she wants me to treat her like a slut so l thought l would bring her here.”“I have two daughters,” the man said, “l’ve always wanted to fuck both of them but never had the guts to try, l don’t blame you mate, if one of mine asked me to fuck her l would be up her like a rat up a pipe.”The fat man gave a groan as he unloaded into Ella’s mouth. No sooner had he finished but he moved away, back to his car.“Can l,” the other man said, he was younger, only looking in his twenties.“Help yourself,” Tom said.The young man positioned himself in front of Ella, his cock was long and thin.“You can be rough with her,” Tom told him, “she does a great deep throat, especially with a thin cock like yours, you should be able to get it in deep.”“Er….cheers,” the young man said, taking hold of her head and pushing himself, full length into her mouth.The thin man was still banging away in her cunt.“Do you want her next?” Tom said to the bearded man.“I’d love to,” he replied, “but l’ve just cum in Edna, l’m not keen on condoms and Edna does bareback, at her age it doesn’t really matter. Anyway l have to get home, told the wife l was only going for a quick pint in the pub. Will you bring her again?”“Oh l’m sure to some time,” Tom said, “if you give me your number l will give you a call when we’re going to be here.”The man reached into his pocket, giving Tom a card. “That’s my business card,” he said, “that mobile is my private number, the wife doesn’t know about it.”“No problem mate,” Tom said, “l’ll call you the next time l’m bringing her.”Tom saw the thin man finally go rigid as he came, quickly pulling out and removing the condom before throwing it into a bin by the side of the path. He turned to walk to his car, as he passed Tom he said, “l still think you’re a dirty cunt.” Then stormed off back to his car.Tom looked over and saw that Edna had obviously finished with her last taker, he saw the lights go on on her car as the engine started and the car pulled away.Ella was obviously enjoying the cock in her mouth, she had him in deep, her face pushed hard against his tummy. Suddenly she released him, she looked up and saw the disappointment on his face.“Would you like to fuck me?” She asked.The young man’s face lit up. “Ye…..yes please,” he said, “this is my first time doing this, l’ve never done it with anyone else but my wife, l saw a woman doing this on the internet, then l found someone talking about this place so l thought l would see what it was like. I wasn’t very keen on the old woman, l was going to go home, but then l saw you, you are beautiful.”“Thankyou,” she said, “come on then, get behind me a do me doggy style, only do it hard, l like a man to fuck me hard.”The young man turned to Tom to take a condom.“No, you can do me bareback,” Ella stopped him.“Are you sure?” He said.“Well l know l’m safe,” she said, “and if you’ve only ever fucked your wife, then l’m happy that you are, and you’ll enjoy it much more bareback, and don’t pull out to cum, l’m on the pill.”The young man got behind her. As he started to fuck her, Tom stood in front of her, grabbing her hair he turned her face up to look at him.“Slut,” he said with a smile.“Thank you Daddy,” she replied, blowing him a kiss.Tom left them to it, taking a walk down the car park. When he got back, both of them were stood by the car.“Thank you very much,” the young man said to Ella, then turning to Tom he said, “you have a beautiful daughter, l hope mine turns out as beautiful as her.”“You never know,” Tom said, “you may end up fucking her one day.”They watched the young man walk away. Ella wrapped her arms around herself, shivering.“Come on,” Tom said, walking round to his door. “Let’s get you in the shower and warmed up.”“Was l good Daddy?” She said as they pulled out onto the road.“You were brilliant,” Tom replied.

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