Best Spring Ever Ch. 04

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By ten am on Saturday Julia had everything set up. The playroom, as she referred to it, was about forty by fifty feet. She had one area set up with various bondage equipment and toys. This was the staging area. In one back corner there was a partition that separated it into a private viewing area. About twenty feet from that was a second area that was also partitioned. The spectators could see the staging area but couldn’t see each other. There were two folding chairs in each viewing room. From the staging area both viewing rooms would be visible once the curtain that reached the width of the room was pulled back.

At eleven forty the first two guests were brought in blindfolded and walked to the viewing area in the corner. Julia greeted them in her stunning dom outfit. She wore a red half mask, red leather collar and red arm length gloves. Her body had a red leather bodice that pushed her breasts up high. Her bottom hafl sported a very skimpy red leather thong, red hose and red spiked heels.

“Welcome guests. I’m Mistress J. You are here to watch a bondage and domination performance. The participants are not actors. Neither has had any experience with B&D in the past. It’s imperative that during the first part of the show that you are silent. No talking will be allowed until later. In order to protect your privacy, you’ll be wearing a hooded robe that will cover your entire body. You will have both eye holes and an opening for your mouths. The participants will be blindfolded initially. Once their blindfolds have been removed you may remove your robes if you wish and speak freely, but not until then. Nod if you understand.”

Both nodded.

“Very well. Once I leave please remove your blindfolds and put on the robes. Remember, do not speak or remove your robes until the participants face coverings are removed. The performance will begin in approximately fifteen minutes. Please remove your blindfolds and put on your robes now.”

Mistress J stepped quickly to the other side of the partition and left the room. They never saw her. The observers removed their blindfolds and grinned at each other.

“Kinky,” whispered one observer.

“Shhhh, no talking,” the other replied.

Both put on their black hooded robes and sat in their chairs to wait. Lina arrived exactly on time. Debi met her at the door.

“Good timing. I’m going to take you to the playroom. Until you sit down in your chair you have to wear this over your eyes.” Debi handed her a blindfold and helped her put it on. “Lina, this is really important. When your Mom and Dad come in they’ll be blindfolded and gagged. You aren’t to speak or leave your seat until their blindfolds are removed. It’s really important. Okay?”

“Okay. Why all the cloak and dagger?”

“You’ll understand when their blindfolds are removed.”

“I’ll be quiet. This is so exciting.”

“I’ll join you just before they start.”

Debi led her to her viewing area and helped her to the chair. Lina removed the blindfold and grinned at her. Debi smiled and left the room. Master D and Mistress J took up their positions on either side of the front door. Debi stood in front of the door nervously waiting. The minutes ticked away but it seemed like hours. At exactly noon the doorbell rang. Debi opened the door.

“Richard, Hilda, I’m glad you could make it. Before you come in I have to ask each of you two questions. Richard, what are your safe words?”

“Lemon for slow down and tomato for stop,” he replied.

“Hilda, same question.”

“Lemon is slow down, tomato is stop.”

“Good. Richard are you sure you want to do this with your wife?” He nodded. “Please answer out loud.”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

“Hilda are you sure you want to do this with your husband?”

“I’m sure.”

Debi stepped aside. “Come on in.”

As soon as they were inside Debi pushed the door closed. Master and Mistress stepped out quickly and held knives to their throats.

“Drop the bags on the floor and hold your arms in front of you,” Master D ordered.

Both were startled enough that they did exactly that. Debi put handcuffs on Richard and then on Hilda. Mistress J put a ball gag on Hilda then a bag over her head. Debi did the same to Richard. Mistress and Master put the rubber knives on the table next to the door.

“Richard your name is male slave. Nod if you understand,” Master told him. “Do not struggle or the female slave will be punished. Do everything you are told or the female slave will be punished. Let me demonstrate.” Mistress pinched Hilda’s already hard nipple. She grunted loudly. “Do I make myself clear?” Richard nodded. Master knelt and put shackles on his ankles. “Kick your shoes off.” Male slave did as instructed.

Mistress J spoke, “You are female slave. Any struggle or failure to follow instruction will result in punishment of the male. Would you also like a demonstration?” Hilda shook her head. “Slip off your shoes, female.”

Once they were off Master shackled her ankles. Debi led the way to the playroom then staying Escort on the side of the curtain where the first two guests couldn’t see her pulled it back opening the entire room. Mistress led the female in and Master led the male. They walked them each to a hook in the front of the staging area and draped their cuffs over them and carabiners were used to hold them there. Suspending their arms well above them. Both slaves tugged on the attachments.

Male slave tried to speak. “Silence!” Master snapped at him. “Or the female will be punished.

Master stepped forward. He was bare chested and wore loose black pants and had bare feet. “I am Master D. To my right is Mistress J. If any of you speak before you are instructed to do so both slaves will be punished. Do you understand this?” Everyone nodded. “The slaves before you are husband and wife. They are our prisoners and will obey our instructions to the letter or their partner will be punished. In a few minutes you will see their faces so you can better appreciate their emotions.”

Mistress walked to the male and began massaging his cock. “You like this, don’t you slave?” He nodded. She took the belt off his trousers and unfastened them then with a single tug pulled them to his ankles. She stood again and began stroking him.

Master walked to the female and put his hand in her crotch. “Mistress has pulled down the male’s pants and is stroking his cock. He likes it. Is that alright with you, slave?” The female nodded. Master unfastened her pants and pulled them down then pulled her panties to her knees. He slid a finger between her labia and she moaned. Mistress squeezed the males nipple.

“Ahhhhb,” he uttered loudly.

“The male was punished. You were told to be silent,” Master told the female. She nodded frantically. Master slid his fingers into the wetness. She was silent but squirmed. “My goodness, Mistress. Feel how wet she is.”

Mistress held her labia apart and rubbed her clit. The female jerked her hips forward reflexively. Mistress showed her wet fingers to the observers then licked them clean.

“Let’s see the rest of them,” Mistress said.

Master handed her a pair of scissors and she cut away the male’s shirt then threw it aside. She handed the scissors to Master and resumed stroking the male’s cock and balls. He was fully erect. Master cut away the females top revealing her pretty lace bra. Then with three snips he pulled it away. He handed the scissors back to Mistress then began massaging the female’s beautiful breasts. The observers were all enjoying the show. Mistress started at the ankle of one pant leg and cut to the waist band then did the same to the other. The male wore only his socks and boxers which were at his ankles. Master removed the females slacks the same way. Then slid two fingers into her pussy. She moaned loudly.

“You were warned, slave.”

Mistress stepped behind the male parted his cheeks and put her wet finger to his anus. She pushed it in to the first joint. The male grunted.

“I think she likes it when you’re punished,” Mistress said as she pushed in to the second joint. He moaned again. The female frantically shook her head in silence. Mistress removed her finger. “Lift your foot.” He did and she removed his sock then tapped on the other. When he lifted it she removed the second then took the scissors and removed his boxers. The male was now naked. Master cut the female’s panties and threw them aside.

“Now turn so we can see your bodies,” Master told them.

As they turned the Master and Mistress fondled them. Both were squirming. When they were facing the front Mistress tugged on Master’s trousers pulling them off. He had nothing on underneath. When she saw his hard cock one of the robed observers said, “Damn.”

The Mistress and Master looked at them then both pinched a nipple of their slave. Both flinched but uttered no sound.

“Silence!” Mistress said to the observers.

Master walked closer to the observers. “If you would like to examine my cock you may but first you must do something for me.” One of the robed observers stood. “Lick the females clit for thirty seconds then deep throat the male.”

The observer walked to the female and spread her labia then began licking her. The female was squirming and on the edge by the time she stopped. Hilda wanted to cum but knew she wouldn’t be able to do it silently so she was trying hard not to. The robed observer moved to the male. She worked him slowly into her throat and was edging him.

“Very good. You may examine my cock.”

She walked to him and fondled it then took the head into her mouth. When she took it out she turned and waved to the other robed observer to join her. The other person in the robe stood and started toward him. He held up his hand.

“You must lick the female for thirty seconds on her clit and deep throat the male.” The second robed person nodded. “But…if the female cums you must make the male cum also.”

The robed one came up and knelt in front of the woman and Escort Bayan began licking. She came hard in seconds. She stiffened and tried hard to remain silent letting out only a soft moan. The observer then went to the male. He came before she was even half way down the shaft. She stood and walked to Master. Holding his cock in both hands she stroked him then put just the tip in her mouth.

“As a reward, you may remove their head coverings,” Master told the second robed observer. She stepped to the female and untied her head cover. She let out an audible gasp then stepped to the male and gasped again. “You may both remove your robes and speak freely now if you wish.”

They both removed their robes. The slaves gasped this time. All four of the observers started laughing. Hilda and Richard were still in shock. Gretchen, their oldest daughter had just made her parents cum and standing next to her was Hilda’s mother.

“This is a real surprise,” Gretchen said barely able to control her laughter. “Grandma, did you know?”

Her grandmother nodded. Master and Mistress removed the slaves ball gags and wiped their faces with wet cloths. Everyone had come to the staging area. Hilda and Richard were still bound with their hands above their heads.

“You slaves can speak now if you like.”

“Hi honey,” her father said grinning.

Master D reached down and began playing with Hilda’s pussy making it difficult for her to stand still. Ingrid stood in front of her smiling and watching her.

“Shameful, absolutely shameful, Hilda. Letting another man finger die muschi in front of your husband,” Ingrid told her daughter.

“I’m being, uhm, forced,” she replied squirming.

“It appears to me you’re enjoying yourself, Mom,” Gretchen said as she slid her hands over her mother’s bare breasts.

“Female slave, thank your daughter for licking you to orgasm,” Mistress said.

“Thank you, Gretchen.”

“Mom, what would you have done if you had known it was me,” Gretchen asked.

“I would have cum. Dennis, you’re going to make me cum again.”

Mistress slapped her hard on the ass. “You will call him Master, slave. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Mistress stepped behind her and rubbed her hand over the red mark then slid it down between her cheeks. “Spread your feet, slave.” Hilda did as instructed and Mistress slid two fingers into her.”

Hilda jumped then moaned. Her face was flushing.

“Master D, may I help?” Ingrid asked.”

He removed his hand. “By all means,” he said.

Her mother began playing with Hilda’s clit. “Gretchen, Lina, why don’t you suck on your Mother’s titten?”

Both of her daughters began sucking their mother’s breasts. Debi was standing in front of Richard.

“Rick, do you see what they’re doing to your wife? Her mistress is finger fucking her. Her mother is playing with her clit and your daughters are sucking her pretty titties. Don’t you wish you could put your cock in her mouth?” Debi teased.

Richard was watching. His cock was rock hard and leaking pre-cum. He wanted to cum but no one was touching him.

“Debi, help me cum. Please?” he begged her.

“Sorry, your Mistress and Master are in charge of that.”

Mistress J and Ingrid were edging Hilda. She was gyrating her hips wildly looking for just a tiny bit more stimulation. Suddenly they all stopped.

“Nooo, please!” Hilda begged. “I’m almost there.”

Master took her face in his hands and being careful not to touch her pussy with his cock kissed her hard.

“You cum when I let you, slave. If you cum without my permission you’ll be punished,” he told her.

A few feet in front of Hilda was a padded table. It was a little wider than a massage table and not quite as long. Mistress was moving Richard to the table. She removed the shackles from his ankles then released the cuffs from the suspension device and put him on his back on the table. Debi attached stirrups near his legs then brought up his leg and using velcro straps secured his leg. She repeated the process with the other leg. Mistress pulled a strap over his chest to hold his torso then adjusted the stirrups to pull his knees up and apart leaving his genitals right at the edge of the table and exposed. Hilda was watching closely and wishing she could get to his hard cock for release. Mistress removed his handcuffs and pulled his arms to his sides securing them with velcro. Upright bars were placed at the top end on both corners and a second set beside his hips. Mistress walked to the foot of the table and attached a cock ring around the base of his sack and around the cock. She connected a small chain from they cock ring to each nipple with a clamp.

“Slave, look at what they’re doing to your husband. He’s helpless and at the mercy of Mistress J. His cock’s all ready to use but you can’t get it, can you?” Master asked.

“No,” she replied.

He slapped her pussy with his open hand. “No, Master!”

“No, Master,” she replied.

Mistress Bayan Escort finished the setup by putting a mask over his eyes and covering his ears with headphones.

“He can’t see or hear us now,” Mistress J began. “Tease him, play with him. Sit on his face or cock. The uprights will help you with leverage. Do NOT let him cum. Be creative. There’s no way for him to know who’s doing what. Understood?”

All the women nodded and began undressing. Gretchen was undressed first and was on the table with her bald pussy over his face in no time. Debi straddled one of his hands so he could finger her and Lina straddled the other. Ingrid began licking his swollen balls and cock.

“Careful, Grandma. Don’t let him cum,” Lina warned her.

“I’ve been playing with schwanz since long before your mother was born, girl. I know how they work,” Ingrid replied.

Hands were all over him from all four women. Lina really wanted to suck him but knew she didn’t dare. Mistress J walked to Hilda and put her hands on Hilda’s hips then bent forward. Master walked up behind her and put his huge hard cock in his mother.

“Slave, you’re the only one here not having any fun. Your daughters and mother are over there being pleasured by your husband and all you get is a good view. And I’m fucking the big cock you want so badly. Poor slave. If you beg me I might let you have some of it later,” Mistress told her.

“Mistress, please? I need some cock. Please, Mistress. I’ll do anything.”

“Will you fuck your husband?” Mistress asked.

“Anything! Please I need Master’s cock so I can cum.”

“What do you say, Master D?” Mistress asked.

“Later, after she fucks her husband.”

He continued fucking his mother and in a few minutes she came. She bucked and arched and held on to Hilda as she did. Master pulled out without cumming.

“Master, please. Let me finish you?” Hilda asked.

“How would you finish me?” Master asked.

“With my pussy. I need your cock.”

“Not your mouth?” he asked.

“Yes, I’ll finish you with my mouth. Please?”

“Maybe your ass?”

“It’s too big, Master. I couldn’t take that.”

“Oh, but you will. I’m going to put the whole thing in your tight ass and fill you with my cum while your husband, mother and daughters watch.”

“Please, Master. Use my pussy first.”

“You get what I want, slave. I’m in charge,” he told her.

“Yes, Master.”

Mistress and Master fitted her with a strap on dildo. It was about six inches long with a normal girth. They removed her shackles and handcuffs, then walked her to the table. Gretchen had cum on her father’s face and traded places with Debi. Debi now rode her Richard’s face.

“Slave, you are going to fuck your entire family with your new cock. Why don’t you start with your mother?” Mistress said.

Debi came and got off of Richard’s face. She removed his blindfold and headphones then put a small pillow under his head.

“Your sweet wife is going to fuck her entire family. I thought you’d like to watch,” Debi told him.

Hilda was standing where he could see her wearing the dildo. He grinned. “Oh, I’m going to enjoy watching this.”

“Well, most of it anyway,” Debi replied with a smirk.

Mistress J lubed up Ingrid and the dildo and Master directed Hilda to her target.

“Start slow, Hilda. There’re probably cob webs in my old muschi,” Ingrid instructed.

“I’ve never done this, Mom. Bear with me,” Hilda replied.

“Welcome to the club, girl.”

Hilda entered slowly and stopped several times at her mother’s request. She was finally getting a slow in and out going and began picking up the pace. Ingrid grunted every time she hit bottom.

“Hilda, that’s hot to watch,” Richard said.

“Shut up Richard! I’m trying to get off here,” Ingrid snapped. “Hilda rub der kitzler.”Hilda reached around her and began working her mother’s clit. “Good, that’ll help. Hilda?”

“Yes, Mom.”

“Don’t cum in me. I’m not on the pill.”

Hilda started laughing and for a moment stopped fucking her mother. Mistress smacked her hard across her butt cheek with a paddle.

“Shit! That hurt!”

Mistress struck her again on the other cheek. “Shit that hurt, Mistress, slave.”

“I’m sorry, Mistress,” she said trying not to laugh.

“You think this is humorous, slave?” Master asked.

“No master,” she said and started laughing.

Richard began laughing too. “Master D, get the weighted clamps,” Mistress said. “They aren’t taking this seriously.”

Master walked to another table. While he was gone Ingrid came and was recovering when he returned.

“Ingrid, sit and relax. His cock and balls won’t be getting any attention for a while now anyway thanks to the female slave.” Hilda glared at Mistress.

Master put nipple clamps on Hilda that were weighted enough to pull. Hilda groaned when he put each one on. Mistress put simple clamps on Richard who grimaced with each.

“Slave, fuck your daughter,” Master said.

“No,” Hilda replied.

Mistress twisted Richard’s nipple clamps causing Richard to howl.

“Sorry, Richard,” Hilda said.

“Either cooperate with them or use your safe word. I don’t like this punishment stuff.”

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Un couple idéalSofia ne savait pas, en se rendant à cette soirée, qu’elle allait rencontrer l’amour. Elle avait eu plusieurs aventures avec des amis de son âge dont un l’avait déflorée mais elle était allée de déception en déception quand elle s’était rendue compte qu’elle n’était rien pour eux.Il y avait eu ce Stan qui restait dans son coin sans parler à personne. Peut-être qu’il était timide, avait-elle pensé en s’approchant de lui. Il était élégant et plus grand qu’elle et très bien habillé dans son costume cravate. Il tenait une flûte qui restait pleine. Sofia s’est enhardie.- Ça va, lui avait-elle demandé ?- Oui, ça va ! Et toi, lui avait-il demandé ?- Je m’ennuie un peu ! Je ne connais personne, avait répliqué Sofia qui s’était dite qu’elle aime bien cette voix. Tu danses ?- Je ne sais pas et je n’ai jamais aimé danser, lui avait répondu Stan !- Même pas avec moi, avait insisté Sofia ?- Même pas avec toi, lui avait répondu Stan !- Tu es un vrai pignouf, avant insisté Sofia qui s’était sentie vexée ! Qu’est-ce ce que tu voudrais qu’on fasse ensemble !Elle était presque furieuse.- Baiser ! Pourquoi pas, lui avait répondu Stan ?- Baiser ? Comme tu y vas ! On se connaît à peine, avait répliqué Sofia !- Tu es mignonne et tu as des nichons comme une fille doit en avoir, avait ajouté Stan ! J’aime bien baiser les jolies filles ! J’aimerais bien te baiser et je te prendrais en levrette !Elle était encore plus furieuse et elle est retournée dans la salle où les autres invités dansaient.Elle se demandait pourquoi elle est venue dans cette soirée. Tout la dégoûtait. Les autres invités paraissaient être heureux. Ils buvaient et riaient et ils dansaient. Au bout d’un moment, elle a décidé de partir mais le vestiaire ne retrouvait pas son manteau. Quand elle est retournée dans la salle, elle était encore plus furieuse. Il fallait qu’elle se défoule et Stan était la personne idéale. Il n’avait pas changé d’endroit et il tenait toujours son verre plein.- Tout ce que tu veux, c’est me baiser, lui a-t-elle lancé !Elle a lancé son bras parce qu’elle voulait lui mettre une gifle mais tout ce qu’elle a obtenu a été de faire tomber le verre qui s’est éclaté en mille morceau sur le sol.- Désolé !Elle était furieuse, mais complètement désemparée.- J’ai retrouvé Escort votre manteau, lui a lancé une voix féminine !Toujours aussi furieuse, elle s’est rendue au vestiaire et elle a enfilé son manteau avant de gagner la sortie de la soirée.- Attendez ! Je vous accompagne, lui a lancé Stan !Sofia ne lui a pas répondu mais il l’a suivie quand même. A l’arrêt du bus, elle a pu s’apercevoir qu’il n’y en n’aurait plus avant le lendemain matin.- T’as une voiture, a-t-elle alors lancé à Stan ?Il était garé un peu plus loin. Elle s’est assise à côté de lui.- Quand est-ce que tu démarre, lui a-t-elle demandé ?- Je voudrais t’embrasser, lui a répondu Stan visiblement embarrassé !- Bon d’accord, un petit baiser et on y va, lui a fait Sofia !Il s’est penché sur elle puis il a collé ses lèvres sur celles de la fille et il a enfoncé sa langue.- Mais, ça va pas ! Tu as déchiré ma robe !Elle essayait de le repousser mais elle n’y arrivait pas. Maintenant, il la regardait avec un regard de chien battu.- Tu aurais pu quand même faire attention, avait ajouté Sofia ! Qu’est-ce que tu voulais faire en enfonçant ta main sous mon manteau !Elle le savait bien parce qu’elle avait senti les doigts sur son sein.-Tu mesures combien, lui avait-elle encore demandé ?- Un mètre quatre vingt seize !- Et moi un mètre soixante, lui avait répondu Sofia !Ça faisait beaucoup de différence. Elle s’est ensuite demandé si chez Stan tout était en proportion. Il essayait encore de l’embrasser mais sa main, il l’avait posé sur ses cuisses et elle les a ouvertes parce qu’elle sentait qu’elle en avait besoin.Elle avait beau se raisonner, se dire qu’elle a besoin d’un partenaire mais elle ne pouvais pas s’empêcher de se masturber. Les doigts ont atteint sa chatte. Elle a tendu les jambes. Elle n’avait pas mis de petite culotte pour aller à la soirée parce qu’elle n’en n’avait pas trouvé une seul de propre dans ses tiroirs. Les doigts touchaient son clitoris.- Han ! Vas-y, a-t-elle crié à Stan ! Oh, oui, oh, oui, fais-moi jouir !Il n’avait pas besoin d’encouragement. Maintenant, ce qu’elle voulait, c’était toucher la bite. Elle avait du mal à déboutonner la braguette et puis par dessous, il y avait le caleçon mais elle commençait à comprendre ce qu’il y avait de caché dessous. C’était Escort Bayan énorme. Comme une sorte de saucisson.- Tu fais combien quand tu bandes, a-t-elle demandé à Stan ?- Je sais pas ! Trente !- Trente centimètres ? C’est monstrueux, a ajouté Sofia !Elle avait du mal à se concentrer, d’autant plus qu’elle venait d’avoir un orgasme mais les doigts continuaient à la masturber. Elle avait maintenant la bite entre les doigts mais ce n’était qu’une vue de l’esprit parce qu’il lui aurait fallu les deux mains pour arriver à la branler.- T’es une salope, lui a lancé Stan !- C’est ça qui te plaît !Il avait raison. De par son éducation, elle s’était toujours contentée d’être une petite fille gentille mais son rêve était celui-ci, être une vraie salope et faire tourner en bourrique les garçons. Elle s’est demandée pourquoi Stan avait reculé son siège.- Viens, que je te monte, avait-il ajouté !Il avait empoignée Sofia. Elle avait volé jusqu’à s’être empalée sur la bite. Elle s’était souvent demandée comment ça pouvait être pour une jument de se faire monter par un étalon et c’était la même chose qu’elle ressentait. La bite l’avait éventrée mais ça lui était égal. Le gland avait heurté le fond de son vagin. En quelques coups, le sperme avait jailli puis les deux amants étaient restée collés l’un à l’autre, sans pouvoir bouger.Quand elle a pu se retirer, elle en avait plein les cuisses et plein sa robe et son manteau.- Toi, au moins…- Ne n’en ai pas connu beaucoup, lui a répondu Stan ! Je fais peur aux filles !Il avait mis l’éclairage de la voiture pour qu’ils puissent s’essuyer. La bite n’avait pas débandé d’un iota et Sofia pouvait l’admirer. Elle s’est mise à la caresser.- Je voudrais pouvoir recommencer, avait-elle ajouté ! Mais d’abord, ramène moi chez moi !Une fois chez elle, elle l’avait invité à boire un dernier verre puis elle lui avait proposé de se déshabiller à condition qu’il se déshabille lui aussi. Elle lui avait aussi demandé combien il pèse.- Quatre vingt quinze kilos !- Et moi quarante !- Je voudrais te la mettre encore !- D’accord, mais juste une fois !Il l’avait prise de face, à la missionnaire. La bite l’avait forcée avec autant de mal que la première fois dans la voiture puis il avait joui.- Demain, je travailles, Bayan Escort mais vient quand même demain soir, lui avait proposé Sofia !Elle se demandait souvent pourquoi elle avait accepté ce boulot qui la faisait travailler le week-end. Sur les huit heures du soir, Stan a sonné à sa porte. Stan avait apporté un bouquet de fleurs et une bouteille.- Je ne peux pas m’empêcher de te dire que maintenant que tu m’as ouvert la chatte, tu vas vouloir m’enfoncer la bouteille, lui a fait Sofia !- Ça, c’est une bonne idée, lui avait répondu Stan ! Je vais t’enfoncer la bouteille dans la chatte et je te prendrai dans le cul !- Et tu as déjà fait ça ?- Enculer ?- Oui ! Moi, je ne l’ai jamais fait !- Moi non plus !- Tu veux essayer, lui avait encore demandé Sofia ?Avant qu’elle ne puisse lui répondre, Stan lui avait arraché ses vêtements et il lui avait enfoncé le goulot dans la chatte et le vin s’est répandu dedans puis il avait bu à même le vagin. Après, il n’a eu aucun mal à enfoncer la bouteille par le culot. Sofia n’avait rien dit puis il l’avait pénétrée dans l’anus avec sa bite.- C’est quand même moi qui lui ai proposé, avait pensé Sofia ! C’est quand même bien et c’est la première fois que j’aime vraiment faire l’amour.- Tu m’encules, avait-elle demandé à Stan ?- Oui, c’est ça !- Prends ton temps ! Ça m’amuse ! Tu vas faire de moi une vraie femme !Au bout d’un bon quart d’heure, Stan a lâché sa semence puis ils ont recommencé un peu plus tard, quand il s’est remis à bander. La bouteille était toujours prisonnière de la chatte. Heureusement, ce n’était qu’une demi de bordeaux.- Tu vas la garder toute la nuit, lui avait demandé Stan ?- Oui, c’est comme ci j’avais une bite, lui avait répondu Sofia en faisant glisser ses doigts sur le goulot !Pourquoi lui avait-il dit que s’il y avait pu avoir une autre fille, elle aurait pu la baiser ? Elle n’avait jamais essayé avec la gente féminine. Le lendemain matin, elle avait mal partout et elle était allée consulter son médecin. Il lui avait demandé ce qu’elle avait fait.- Heu ! Rien de spécial !Son toubib n’était pas dupe. Il la surveillait depuis qu’elle était venue avec ses parents. Jamais encore il n’avait vu chez une gamine des petites lèvres et un clitoris aussi développé. Il avait demandé à la mère si sa fille se masturbe. Elle lui avait répondu qu’on ne fait pas ça chez eux.Sofia a continué à voir Stan et ils se sont même mariés. Elle a accédé à sa demande de baiser devant lui avec des filles et aujourd’hui, c’est un ménage à trois.

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Frau Doktor, Teil 2

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Frau Doktor, Teil 2Frau Doktor, Teil 2Frau Doktor hielt den Stahldildo in Christinas nasser, gierige Pussy. Mit ihrer dunklen Stimme fragte die Ärztin Christina, ob sie bereit wäre für den ersten Behandlungsschritt. Eigentlich wollte Christina Sylvie einfach nur anfauchen, sie gefälligst weiter zu ficken – sie war so kurz vorm kommen gewesen, soooo kurz! Stattdessen nickte sie, fast schüchtern, und bejahte. Die schöne Rothaarige winkte ihre Assistentin zu sich. Die ging wortlos aber mit süßem Lächeln hinter dem Instrumentenwagen in die Hocke, legte eine Hand an einen Kasten, dessen Bedeutung Christina nicht verstand…noch nicht!„Yvonne, gurrte der Rotfuchs, wir beginnen mit Stufe 5. Auf meine Aufforderung hin, erhöhst du jeweils um eine Stufe!“ Yvonne schaute von untenher ihre Chefin an :“Stufe 5, dann jeweils um eine Stufe erhöhen – sehr gern!“ Christina hörte ein leises Summen und gleichzeitig begann der Stahlphallus leicht in ihr zu vibrieren. Aber da war noch etwas, ein unbekanntes Gefühl: es kribbelte in ihrer nassen Muschi. Das Gefühl war nicht unangenehm….aber warum das so war, verstand sie noch nicht ganz. Es war ihr auch egal, denn inzwischen bewegte sich der Dildo wieder langsam aber stetig hin und her. Nach einer Weile, in der Christina am liebsten darum gebettelt hätte, wieder härter gefickt zu werden, wandtes sich Sylvie an ihre Assistentin: „Weiter!“ Christina bemerkte das Kribbeln jetzt stärker, ein angenehmes Gefühl! Nach einiger Zeit langsamen Ficken dann das nächste „Weiter!“ Christina atmete erschrocken tief ein: das Kribbeln war jetzt kein angenehmer Hintergrund mehr, es war deutlich zu spüren. Doch nach einer Weile war das ein Gefühl, das ihr den Fick noch mehr versüßte! „Weiter!“ Christina schrie leise auf: das Kribbeln war jetzt sehr kräftig, es schmerzte sogar leicht … da der Dildo jedoch weiter in ihr bewegt wurde, mischte sich der leichte Schmerz mit dem trägen aber sehr sinnlichen Gefühl des poppens. „Weiter!“ Christina schrie auf: „Hee, das tut weh! Aufhören!“ Was aufhörte, war das Hin- und Herbewegen des Instrumentes – was blieb, war der Schmerz. Frau Doktor schaute Christina an: „Das hier ist als Teil der Behandlung leider unerlässlich! Am besten, du versuchst an etwas Angenehmes zu denken, ja?!“ Christina nickte nur, etwas in Sylvies Stimme machte ihr klar, das Widerworte bei der Ärztin kein Gehör finden würden. Der Stahlkolben bewegte sich wieder hin und her und raus, glänzend-nass von Christinas nasser Fotze. Wieder gewöhnte sich die triebhafte Patientin an den Schmerz, wieder vermischten sich Schmer und Lust zu einer Mischung die …ja, auch wenn sie es kaum glauben konnte: Christina war wieder kurz vor einem Orgasmus! „Weiter!“ Der Schmerz kam sofort und war sehr intensiv. Christina spürte, wie ihre zarte, enge Muschi sich verkrampfte. Nie vorher hatte sie ein solches Schmerzempfinden! Sie schrie, warf den Kopf hin und her, versuchte, um Gnade zu betteln. Durch die Krämpfe, durch den Schmerz spürte sie die Bewegungen des Dildos. Irgendwo in ihrem Verstand stellte sie fest, dass sie noch immer gefickt wurde – und dass es geil war! Ab einem gewissen Zeitpunkt hielten sich Schmerz und Lust wieder die Waage. Christina hatte konnte es nicht verstehen, wie sich Gefühle, Escort die sie nie vorher in Zusammenhang gebracht hatte, sie derartig geil machen konnten. Das war mehr als ein spielerisches Kneifen der Brustwarzen oder ein fester Klaps auf den Po beim Liebesspiel…sie kannte beides und mochte es! Aber das hier? Unglaublich! Sie kam – schreiend, zuckend, unkontrolliert…Nach diesem erschöpfenden Orgasmus lag Christina im GynStuhl, die Pussy schmerzte noch etwas, aber dieser leichte Schmerz war ihr angenehm, eine Erinnerung an den ersten unter Schmerzen erlebten Abgang den sie hatte…. Mit sanfte Fingerspitzen zeichnete Frau Doktor die Konturen der duftenden Muschi vor ihr nach, einer noch immer leicht zuckenden, zitternden Vagina. Trotz ihrer Erschöpfung riss Christina die Augen auf, als sich eine Zungenspitze zärtlich aber unglaublich gekonnt um ihre geschwollene Klitoris wand…nur ein, zwei Augenblicke lang, dann hörte die Ärztin wieder auf. Und Christina verstand, dass das ihre Belohnung dafür war, die Behandlung bis zum Ende ertragen zu haben. Yvonne kam zum Kopfende des Stuhls, vorsichtig tupfte sie Christinas schweißnasse Stirn trocken, Sie beugte sich vor, hauchte ihr einen zarten Kuss auf die Braue, auf die Nasenspitze…plötzlich war ihre kleine Zunge in Christinas Mund, ein Kuss, der zunehmend intensiver, gieriger wurde. Wie gern hätte sie Yvonne jetzt umarmt und gestreichelt – doch ihre Hände waren noch immer am Stuhl fixiert. Der Kuss endete abrupt mit einem kräftigen, doppelten Klatschen und dem gedämpften Aufschrei Yvonnes. Frau Doktor stand mit leichtem Kopfschütteln hinter Yvonne, der sie zwei schnelle aber kräftige Klapse auf den süßen kleinen Arsch gegeben hatte: „Nanana, Yvonnchen! Nicht geil werden, wir sind hier noch nicht fertig. Komm, mach dich nützlich. Das Rektum unsere Patientin erfordert deine ungeteilte Aufmerksamkeit!“ Yvonne huschte lächelnd zum anderen Ende des Behandlungsstuhl, schnappte sich einen Hocker…und brachte Christina in nicht einmal drei Minuten durch ein gekonntes, leidenschaftliches Zungenanal zum schnurren! Die schöne Ärztin indes verstellte mit einem Knopfdruck das Rückenteil des Stuhls, stellte es weiter nach unten, korrigierte dann noch einmal die Höhe…und stellte sich mit gespreizten Beinen über Christinas Gesicht. Die sah eine schöne, rasierte Pussy über sich, die einen perfekt getrimmte Landing Strip hatte, links und rechts von der Klit bis zum zarten Damm dicht an dicht mit kleinen, goldenen Ringen geschmückt war und die verführerisch duftete. Die langen, sehr langen Beine links und rechts von Christinas Kopf gingen ganz leicht in die Knie….und diese göttliche Fotze war in der richtigen Höhe, um von ihr leidenschaftlich geleckt zu werden. Gleichzeitig tanzte Yvonnes Zunge über Christinas Sternchen, leckte, drang ab und zu in sie ein….es war sehr geil! Christina gierte inzwischen unglaublich nach nem Arschfick, besonders, weil das ihre mit Abstand liebste Sexpraktik war, egal, ob sie nun mit Jungs, Mädels oder beiden Spaß hatte. Über Christinas Gesicht stöhnt leise die schöne Ärztin, rieb ab und an ihre beringte Muschi an Christians Mund…dann drückte Sylvie die Knie durch…die Muschi war für Christina jetzt unerreichbar, dabei wollte sie so gern Escort Bayan den Geschmack weiter genießen! Eine Zeit lang bewunderte sie die üppig gepiercte Pussy, schnupperte den herrlichen Duft, der sie einfach nur anmachte. Plötzlich bewegten sich die Schamlippen über ihr fast unmerklich und einige goldene Tropfen fielen auf Christinas Lippen, die sich wie von selbst öffneten. „Die piss mich an!“, schoß es ihr durch das hübsche Köpfchen. Sie leckte sich die nassen Lippen, spürte dem leicht herben, leicht salzigen Geschmack nach. Sie hatte noch nie Sektspielchen erlebt, sie hatte auch -trotz ihrer sehr tabuarmen Einstellung- nie einen Gedanken daran verschwendet. Und nun war sie nach ein paar Tropfen, einigen Spritzern so angefixt, dass sie kurz davor war, um mehr davon zu betteln. Längst war sie wieder so geil wie vor der Behandlung, was natürlich auch am perfektem Rimjob lag, den Yvonne machte.Sylvie schwang eines ihrer langen Beine über Christinas Kopf und ging zu Yvonne. „Und, alles vorbereitet?“ Yvonnes hübsches Gesicht erschien zwischen Christinas schlanken Schenkeln: „Ja, Frau Doktor, sie ist soweit!“ Frau Doktor nahm einen Plug mit Strassstein vom Tisch, hielt ihn in Richtung Christinas Hintern. Zufrieden nickte sie und führte das Teil mit geübter Bewegung in Christinas willigen Po ein. Unmittelbar danach löste Yvonne die Fixierung Christinas. Sylvie saß schon wieder auf ihrem Sessel, das viel zu kurze Latexkleid wieder zurechtgezupft. Mit etwas wackligen Knien stand ihre Patientin auf, Sylvie winkte sie mit dem Zeigfinger zu sich und bedeutete ihr, Platz zu nehmen. Wortlos stellte Yvonne zwei neue, gefüllte Cognacschwenker vor Ärztin und Patientin, dazu eine weiteres schwarzes, elegantes Cigarillo. Langsam stieß Sylvie den Rauch aus. Dann erklärte sie lächelnd: „Deine erste Behandlung war durchaus zufriedenstellend, doch es ist noch ein langer Weg…!“ Ein langer Weg wohin? Noch bevor Christina fragen konnte, fuhr Sylvie fort: „Wenn du weiter in meiner Behandlung sein möchtest, wirst du, wenn ich mit dir zufrieden bin, auch einen Nasenstecker tragen dürfen – und eine von allen langweiligen, störenden Hemmungen und sexuellen Tabus befreite Frau sein, eine Frau, die ihre Lust ohne Bedenken lebt und genießt! Wenn du diesen Weg gehen willst, erwarte ich, dass du dem, was ich fordere, ohne Widerworte Folge leistet. Tust du es nicht, fühlst du dich überfordert oder ungeduldig, endet deine Behandlung. Sage also jetzt nicht ja oder nein, melde dich morgen Mittag bei Yvonne oder Andrea. Du sagst nur deinen Namen und ja oder nein, alles andere folgt dann! Oh, was den Plug angeht, zwei Dinge: er ist ein Geschenk…und er bleibt bis Mitternacht, wo er ist …. Und morgen früh, bevor du zur Arbeit gehst, wirst du ihn wieder tragen! Nach deinem Anruf darfst du ihn dann rausnehmen…oder drin lassen, ganz wie du magst. Aber ich habe so das Gefühl, du wirst ihn drin lassen!“ Sylvie stand auf, küsste Christina auf die Stirn und verließ den Behandlungsraum.Christina stand auf, schaute etwas ratlos…und stellte fest, dass ihr der Plug ein merkwürdiges Gefühl gab, nicht direkt unangenehm aber eben unbekannt… Sie ging auf Yvonne zu, nahm sie in die Arme und fragte leise: „He, hast du Lust, mit mir Bayan Escort noch was trinken zu gehen…und vielleicht ein bisschen zu vögeln? Ich bin immer noch derartig geil … oder schon wieder, keine Ahnung!“Yvonne schaute sie an: „Das darf ich nicht, noch nicht, Süsse! Ich würde so gern aber es ist nicht gestattet!“ Sie küsste Christina sanft auf den Mund, drehte sich dann um und begann aufzuräumen. Dabei musste sie sich tief bücken, das Kleidchen rutschte über ihren kleinen, hübschen Hintern. Durch die gespreizten Beine konnte Christina Yvonne mit einer gewissen Gier beobachten. Auch im Po der niedlichen Brünetten steckte ein Plug, dessen Strasskopf funkelte. Ein Intimpiercing war ebenfalls zu sehen: nahe der Klit und nahe des Damms war je ein etwas größerer stählerner Ring zu sehen, zwischen diesen Ringen verlief diagonal eine kleine Kette, ebenfalls aus Stahl. Christina wunderte sich: sollte das so eine Art angedeuteter Keuschheitsgürtel sein? Sie zog sich an und verließ den Raum. Im Foyer saß die verführerische Andrea. Christina fragte aber gar nicht erst nach nem Date, da sie annahm, auch hier ein „Ich darf nicht!“ zu hören. Andrea stand auf, ging auf die neue Patientin zu: „War es sehr schlimm? Ich habe die jammern hören!“ Sie nahm Christina in die Arme, streichelte sie. Gerade als die Patientin antworte wollte, flüsterte Andrea „Dein Jammern hat mich ziemlich feucht gemacht! Schade, dass wir nicht ficken dürfen – noch nicht!“Andrea verpasste ihr einen Klaps auf den Po: „Sag ja morgen…du wirst es nicht bereuen! Sooooo viel wirklich geiles Vögeln, Wahnsinn!“Christina knurrte innerlich, erst hochgefahren, dann einen Orgasmus unter Qualen (auch wenn sie das Erlebnis nicht mehr missen wollte) dann „sektsüchtig“ gemacht und wieder viehisch geil aus der Behandlung entlassen – und drei zwar vom Typ her unterschiedliche Frauen, die aber erstens alle sehr sexy und zweitens offenbar alle mindestens bi waren, gaben ihr einen Korb?! Sie verließ die elegante Praxis, stieg, halb zornig, halb enttäuscht und ganz und gar geil, in ihr Auto…und stöhnte auf! Sie hatte gar nicht mehr an den Plug gedacht. Jetzt fiel er ihr wieder ein und ooohh, das fühlte sich gut an! Sie bewegte ihren Hintern leicht auf dem Autositz hin und her und spürte, wie ihre Nippel schon wieder hart wurden. Nur eins war ihr auch klar: kommen würde sie nur durch den Plug nicht. Stattdessen würde das Teil sie einfach nur permanent geil halten. Sie schaute auf die Uhr. Verdammt, erst kurz vor zwanzig Uhr! Noch vier Stunden mit dem Teil?? Sie würde durchdrehen!Sie schnappte sich ihr Handy….Denise! Die hatte ihr das hier „eingebrockt“ also sollte sie ihren hübschen runden Arsch und ihre großen Titten besser ganz flott zu Christinas Wohnung bewegen: Rotwein, Spielzeugkiste, Bett! Und eine Sekunde nach Mitternacht: Plug raus und Dildo rein! Sie rief Denise an, die konnte gerade mal „Hallo!“ sagen, da sprudelte es der notgeilen Christina heraus: „Du kleines geiles Miststück! Ich war bei deiner Ärztin! Eyy, ich derart heftig gekommen – aber jetzt bin ich schon wieder geil! In ner halben Stunde bin ich zuhause….und du solltest deinen süßen Arsch da besser auch hinbewegen….ich muss dringend geleckt, gefingert und gefickt werden, klar?!“Denise kam endlich dazu, zu antworten: „Süsse, ich komme gern auf nen Wein vorbei und wir können quatschen! Aber ich darf nicht mit dir ficken, sie hat es verboten! Bis du angerufen hast morgen, darf niemand aus ihrem Stall mit dir vögeln!“

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Suspicious Behavior, Part 4

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Suspicious Behavior, Part 4There she was, my beautiful wife of 8 years, on her knees, chest on the bed, her pretty hands spreading her ass-cheeks open to provide access to her tight little anal opening, her whore-cunt dripping with a combination of her recent lover’s cum, my cum and her own cunt drool.I coated my cock with a generous portion of lube and then liberally basted her anal ring and rectum. I then fingered her puckered hole and listened for her tell-tale gasping into the mattress below. Once I heard that, I added a finger.”You allowed me, your Husband” I berated, “to eat your cum filled pussy AFTER you fucked another man!””I…. I…” She didn’t know what to say.I had three fingers inside of her now and she was mumbling incoherently.”And now” I continued, “you’re gonna make it up to me!”I then used two fingers on my one hand and added two fingers from my other hand… Spreading her anal ring to it’s limits.”AHHHHH, FUUUUCCKKKKK!” She moan into the bed below.I rubbed, almost massaged her anal muscle and, as expected, her anal ring responded by spasming and relaxing more. I took that as my que and lined up the tip of my cock to her now slightly gapping anal ring. Once the tip of my cock was properly positioned just inside of her opening, her pretty anal ring circling the Escort spongy, mushroom head of my cock, I placed my hands on the small of her back.”Since you’re now my whore” I instructed, “Do what whore’s do so well and lean back and take my cock up your ass.”She didn’t move, so I reached under her torso, found both of her nipples between my thumb and index fingers and gave them both a twist!”OWWWW, you Bastard!” She yelled.”It’s SIR to you, whore!” I replied and provided another twist, this time even harder.”Oh FUCK!” She yelled, “Yes Sir…..””Now, lean back’ I continued, “and take your Sir’s cock up your tight, sexy ass!”She did as she was told and slowly leaned back, pausing just as the head of my cock expanded her anal ring the most… And then popped inside of her.”AAAHHHH OWWWWW” she yelled, and then held still.”Good girl” I commented, “Now get accustomed to My size and then push back more”. She was panting as I spoke more.”What were you thinking” I asked, “as I ate you out, knowing that you had another man’s cum inside of you?””Um….” She began to reply, but then took my mind off of her answer by leaning back a bit more on my cock. Another inch slowly disappeared into my sexy wife’s ass.”Oh Baby” she panted, “you feel so amazing filling me up like this. I AM a Escort Bayan whore…. I’m YOUR whore….. You feel so gooooooo”She leaned back even more until I felt her body quake, signaling another orgasm. Her anal ring clamped down and I felt her pussy spit more of it’s sloppy contents out onto my thighs and the mattress below. As she calmed, she leaned back even more until her as cheeks were against the front of my thighs.”Fuck Me, sir” she pleaded, “Fuck me like the whore that I am!””Not until you tell me” I persevered “what you were thinking as I licked your cum filled cunt!””PLEASE fuck me!” She begged.”Not tell you tell me what you were thinking!” I demanded.”I was thinking…… ” she paused”TELL ME!” I yelled”I was thinking” she paused again, but then added, “How HOT it was…. How HOT it was to have you eating my freshly fucked pussy… My freshly fucked pussy…all FULL OF ANOTHER MAN’S CUM!”Now, I don’t know if she was trying to fire me up to fuck her hard, or if she was being honest, but a wave of emotions came over me: I was angry, excited, turned on and most of all, in love with this incredible woman! I placed my hands on each of her hips and began slowly to slide in and out of her tight anal passage.”Yes baby” she chanted, “That’s it… Claim me Bayan Escort as your own. Take my ass, Claim me.”The more excited I seem to get, the more excited she got.”I LOVED knowing” she went on,”that you were eating his cum out of me. I LOVED knowing that your cock was pushing his cum back up into me…..Knowing that YOUR cock was surrounded by HIS cum and that soon, both of your cums would mix toghether inside of my cunt!””You did?” I asked, sounding a bit confused but VERY excited!”YES” she yelled out, “I did… I LOVED knowing it was happening…. And most of all……””Most of all WHAT?” I asked, wanting to hear more….”I want it all to happen again!” She screamed out her taboo confessed.At that point, my eyes rolled up into my head and my cock spasmed and surged huge amounts of thick, creamy cum deep into her bowels. That obviously triggered her next ass-gasm as she screamed out her release, her anal ring squeezing my cock tighter than it’s ever been before. It was, without a doubt, one of the strongest climaxes of my life!As we calmed, I stroked her back and she and I both professed our love for each other, as my softening cock remained just inside of her ass. I then reminder her that where my cock was softer now, the head of my cock was going to stretch her wider as I pulled out, and to prepare herself. I leaned back, it popped out and she screamed into the pillow below.I collapsed on top of her, pushing her flat onto the mattress below and we help eachother until we drifted off to sleep.To be continued…..

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Façcn 50 nuances de Grey ( chapitre 14)”Mon petit, je sais qu’on est en période de confinement mais j’ai envie de venir te voir si tu n’es pas atteint, j’ai envie de passer….Au pire on s’embrasse pas, et on se prend une douche à 2,. Collés l’un à l’autre, j’ai envie de sentir ton corps””L’idée me donne envie, viens je t’attends””Dans 20 minutes bébé………….”A peine avais-je fini ma cigarette perdu dans mes pensées, qu’une berline noire venait de se garer devant ma fenêtre et si s’était lui, si je pouvais apercevoir sa silhouette quelques secondes. Non je me devais de respecter le jeu même si l’envie devenait de plus en plus forte.J’ai refermé la fenêtre, me suis déshabiller, enfiler mon bandeau et me suis positionné là au milieu de la douche. Je l’attends nu toujours avec ce sens de la vue dont il me prive. Cet handicap si dur à supporté quand je suis contre lui et en même temps tellement excitant.La porte s’ouvre, il s’approche de la salle de bain.Il s’arrête là au niveau de la porte. Il s’approche, pose sa main sur mon torse, me caresse doucement. Sa main remonte vers mon visage. Sa main chaude et si douce.Il la laisse posée quelques instants. Je sens ses yeux posés sur moi. Je ressens presque son émotion, ses sentiments à ce moment là. Il s’agenouille devant moi et prends mon sexe dans sa bouche. Il commence à me sucer avec douceur. Je sens Escort la chaleur de sa bouche sur mon sexe. Il commence des va et vient. J’entre en érection il me suce plus rapidement, il bave sur mon sexe. Il s’arrête, retire ma verge de sa bouche.”Je sais pas si je te donne autant de plaisir que toi quand tu me suce mais je fais au mieux, j’ai jamais fait ça avant comme tu te doutes””C’est agréable ne t’inquiètes pas, tu peux continuer si tu veux”Il a recommencé sans hésiter, sa main s’est approché de mes fesses qu’il a commencé à malaxer.Je caressais son visage pendant qu’il me pompait, son visage qui pique un peu, ses cheveux, l’arrière de sa nuque.Sans m’en rendre compte, machinalement je pense j’ai appuyé sa tête au plus contre moi. Mon sexe était au fond de sa gorge, j’ai entendu ce bruit que vous connaissez tous… Alors qu’il me suçait son doigt glissait sur ma raie, pour finalement tourner autour de mon anus avant d’y entrer doucement.Un doigt… deux doigts… Trois doigts serrés se sont enfoncés doucement.Il s’est relevé,s’est éloigné. J’étais là sexe tendu… J’entends le bruit du pantalon qui glisse, les boutons de chemise qui sautent, sa montre qu’il pose sur le meuble.Il se rapproche de nouveau de moi pose sa bouche sur mon cou. Je sens sa respiration, son haleine chaude, son souffle qui accélère. Je me serre au plus contre lui, Escort Bayan nos sexes se frôlent, bien tendus, bien gonflés l’un comme l’autre. Nos glands sorti son collés sur nos ventres. On se frotte l’un contre l’autre.Il a toujours sa bouche contre mon cou.Collé l’un à l’autre, si je pouvais arrêter le temps à ce moment là je le ferais.Il a mis l’eau en route, nos corps s’humidifient. Je suis plaqué contre la paroi, impossible pour moi de bouger, je ne veut pas et le lasserai pas faire, je veux encore profité de cet instant.”Je craque tant pis” dit-ilSa bouche s’approche de la mienne et nous voilà parti pour un long baiser, digne d’une fin de film. J’avais sa langue qui enroulait la mienne,son torse collé au mien. Ma main sur ses biceps et lui qui me tenait le bas du dos.Je ne sais pas quelle force il m’a soulevé. Aucun homme ne me l’avais fait. Mes jambes enroulées autour de son bassin plaqué entre lui et la paroi.Il prend son sexe dans sa main et d’un coup me l’enfonce. Toujours en m’embrassant, il poussait son sexe en moi.Et alors que je poussais un gémissement bestial il a commencé ses mouvements, quelle énergie, une puissance comme jamais.Il hurlait également de plaisir, il n’arrêtait pas. D’habitude il en poussait un ou deux, là s’était à chaque coup de reins.Son sexe si dur en moi tapait au fond, ses couilles claquaient bruyamment Bayan Escort contre mes fesses qu’il tenaient entre ses grandes mains.”Oh putain que j’aime te prendre bébé, j’aime ta chatte de mec”Il continuait à me prendre, j’étais au septième ciel.”Bébé tu veux avaler mon jus””oui”Il m’a doucement lâché, a appuyé sur ma tête et m’a amener jusqu’à son sexe. Son gland était complètement ressorti, gonflé à bloc”suce, oui bébé suce encore tu vas prendre mon jus, oui prends là dans ta gorge”Son sexe raide remplissait ma gorge…”Ca vient bébé bouge plus ne fais plus rien et là s’était parti de nombreuses giclées arrivaient dans ma gorge””lèche bien tout vas y, sors la de ta bouche, lèche tout ce jus”J’avais mon sexe dans mes mains, je me branlais en même temps pour également lâcher de longues gicléesIl m’a repris dans ses bras”Je vais te laver mon bébé, tu aimes çà”Il a pris l’éponge et à commencé à me savonner…. Si seulement cet acte pouvait le refaire bander, si on pouvait recommencer… Malheureusement ce ne fût pas le cas… “Je me permets de prendre une serviette propre””Vas-y fais comme chez toi””En même temps je commence à connaître… Si ca continue, bientôt, je me ferais un café avant de partir… Il avait ce petit rire dans la voix…Il s’est rhabillé sans se pressé.”J’a froid moi.. tu me passes une serviette”Il me la posait sur les épaules ainsi qu’un bisou…”J… T… M bébé”Il s’en est allé… J’ai ôté le bandeau… Sur le meuble sa montre était resté làMachinalement, je l’a prise en main, a commencé à la touché pour la reposé, je lui redonnerai la prochaine fois

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Caitlyn wasn’t anything like I’d expected.

After years of threatening to retire on me, Alfie finally did. To make matters worse, he and his wife moved to Florida. I desperately needed someone to work alongside me in my woodshop.

I run a commercial wood carving business, a specialized niche. For many years like any other small business, I was either swamped or wondering if I should find a new line of work. Over the last few years, however, I’ve managed to steady the workload and have forced myself to learn how to turn down some projects too. It’s a stable two man operation.

I didn’t think replacing Alfie was going to be so difficult.

I tried a couple of young guys. One guy, Matt, was great, but after several weeks he decided to start his own contracting business. Another guy was just plain unreliable. His workmanship was good, but his attitude wasn’t. When it’s just the two of you working alongside of each other, you’ve got to get along. I had to let him go.

Another guy had a serious drinking problem. Alcohol and a table saw don’t mix. Gone, the next day.

Caitlyn was the daughter of a friend of a friend’s brother. She was an art school graduate, still living at home, unable to find serious work.

I’d never thought of going the art school route. I needed woodworking skills not artistic skills. I needed someone who could cut wood, plane it, use a router, set-up a jig and do lots and lots of painting. The artistic element was usually conceived by someone else. My shop requires technical skills mainly. Artistic skills are a secondary consideration.

I asked my friend to have her email me.

She was twenty eight currently working part time in a clothing store. Her hobbies included art, sculpture, and music recording. She didn’t list any skills. Her experience was working in retail.

She included several photos of her sculpture. Three were in metal, four in wood and one was in what appeared to be wood, metal, glass and plastic. The stuff was okay, not my cup of tea but what I saw was a fine eye to detail and clearly the ability to work with her hands.

‘Come on by for a visit,’ I emailed back.

She was five four, stout, bum too big. Nose ring, short black hair, black raccoon-like eye make-up surrounding green eyes, dark lipstick, little leather neck collar with a Christian cross pendent, funny silver jewelry and when she reached out to shake my hand I could see there were multi-colored tattoos running up her wrist.

Great a Goth chick. And I thought that stuff was out of fashion. And at twenty eight?

“Come on in,” I said. She stepped into the shop from the January snow outside. She wore a short black leather jacket, black jeans, I think they’re called Doc Marten’s boots and had a burlap handbag or backpack or something. I watched as she put it down on a pile of lumber.

“It’s hemp,” she said.

Oh brother.

“So this is it,” I said waving my hand through the air, “this is the shop.”

She looked around for a moment and then said, “What exactly do you do?”

“Commercial wood carving, signs, railings, balusters, odd bits, some furniture restoration, always in wood.”

She picked up one of the pieces I was currently working on. It was a 20″ x 30″ x 1-1/2″ thick piece of laminated maple with the outline of the 9th hole on one side and the Whistling Swans logo on the other. It still needed sanding, painting and finishing.

“This is what you do?” she asked with an incredulous look in her face.

“Yeah.”

“You can make money doing this?”

“Yeah. If you do it right.”

“So how much do you get for one of these?”

“I don’t know, but it’s not finished. It still has to be sanded, stabilized, painted and polyurethaned and then hung from a bracket which still has to be made and installed.”

“But how much do you get for one of these?”

“I don’t know exactly, it’s part of a job that I bid on.” I took the piece from her and continued, “This sign here, once it’s painted and polyed twice is probably a day’s work. I set up a jig for the logo on the back, the hole itself has to be scaled, carved, lettering carved, sanded, painted. You do them all at the same time, but there’s twenty seven frikkin’ holes. That alone is more than a month’s work. Plus I’ve got the front entrance sign. I’ve got the tee-off markers, each one is carved. There’s two hundred of those. The ‘carts’ signs, they’ve ordered fifty, but I’m making seventy five, I know they’re going to want more. There’s twenty nine miscellaneous signs, ‘parking’, ‘washrooms’, ‘to 10th tee’ that sort of stuff and twenty two banisters that need to be carved front and back for the patio, but that’s easy ’cause it’s a jig.”

“Wow and you do all that by yourself?” She said as she continued to look around the shop.

“No I can’t. That’s my point. I need help.”

“How much is the whole job worth?”

Odd line of inquiry, but fair enough, I figured she was trying to establish if I was legit.

“The original contract Escort was for a hundred and nineteen grand. But I’ve negotiated an extra for fifty two grand. Originally I had a leisurely six months to do the work.”

“An extra?”

“A month and a half into it, they changed the fucking logo. I always wondered why ‘Whistling Swans’ would only have one swan. They made that decision a month before, but no one bothered to tell me. I had to throw away a month and a half’s work.”

She picked up the 9th hole piece again and studied the logo on the reverse. It was two swans facing each other with their necks slightly entwined. Their wings open at their backs, all boarded by a rope pattern. “I guess it’s supposed to be a W,” I said.

She shook her head and put the piece down. “So it was their mistake, what’s the big deal?”

“The big deal is the opening date for the golf course doesn’t change.”

“I don’t know how to work half this stuff,” she said looking around the shop. “In fact I don’t know how to work any of this stuff.”

“All I need is someone with a good work ethic and a good pair of hands. Give me your hands,” I said holding out my palms. She put her hands into mine. “Squeeze hard,” I said. She did. She had strong hands for a small woman. I could see she bit her fingernails. They were chipped and painted black. Her hands were warm. She smiled as I examined her hands. “I’ll teach you everything else.”

“How much would I get paid?”

“Twenty bucks an hour to start, then I can assess your productivity and pay you accordingly.” I said. “Thirty bucks beyond forty hours per week. I have to do all the deductions, it’s a real business.”

She looked at me a bit shocked. “Are you offering me the job?”

“Yeah, when can you start?”

“I don’t know. I’d have to quit my part time job. When do you want me to start?”

“How about right now?”

“Okay,” she said, “I’ve got the rest of the day free. Let’s go.”

I set her up with a shop robe; I had to use a pair of scissors to cut the sleeves shorter. I handed her all the safety stuff. “Get yourself some steel toed boots,” I said, and then added, “I’m sorry you’ll have to take those rings off your fingers, it’s a safety thing.”

She seemed intelligent and eager to learn.

Later we stopped for lunch. She hadn’t brought any. From my stash of canned chili and soups in the little corner kitchenette I managed to scrounge up lunch for the both of us. Soup and bag o’salad cole slaw with Three Cheese Ranch dressing. She didn’t want any toast.

“Doug, tell me,” she asked as we ate, “do you live next door?”

“Yeah.”

“What does your wife do?”

“I’m not married.”

“So you live in that big house by yourself?”

“It’s not that big. It’s only three bedrooms.”

“How big is the property?”

“Five and a half acres, why?”

“It just seems a lot of house for one person.”

“I bought the house because of this shop. I used to pay rent on an apartment and rent for some shop space. It was a no-brainer to buy this place. Now my commute is sixty seconds.”

Caitlyn just bobbed her head up and down, staring off into space while holding her spoon.

“How old are you?” she asked.

“Thirty six, why?”

“Just wondering.”

Fair enough.

That afternoon I showed Caitlyn how the jig set up worked. A frame was bolted down to the piece of wood. Then a color coded rigid PVC sheet is slid into the frame at a predetermined height. The cut PVC serves as a template for a rotary carving tool, either a plunge router or a fixed Dremel-style power carver. Depending on the carving, with three or more templates, ninety or ninety-five percent or so of the wood is removed for the bas-relief carving. A little bit of hand gouging and chiseling is all that’s left to do.

She understood right away. The only question that she asked was, “Why don’t you use all one color template to all the pieces, then switch to the next template and do all the pieces again.”

“Ah,” I said, “the time is in bolting the frame to the piece. Plus, that has to be absolutely spot on. The frame location can’t change.”

It took her a few days to disassociate herself from her part-time job, but soon enough she became full time. She would be at the shop promptly at eight a.m. every morning even though her commute was forty five minutes. She wouldn’t leave until the particular little production run was done that afternoon. Sometimes we would work until after seven. When I would teach her how to do something, I only had to show her once. Her handwork, especially in painting was fantastic. She worked quickly and diligently. She was always cheerful and professional.

I couldn’t be happier.

I made sure to encourage her and let her know that she was doing a great job. Sometimes I’d offer a little advice on her technique, usually by suggesting a different tool for a given application. I made sure to end every day by saying, ‘Thank you, drive carefully and I’ll see Escort Bayan you in the morning.’

The reality of the workshop is that there’s not much time for conversation. You have to wear hearing protection for a good part of the day. Every saw, every router, pretty well everything is connected to a dust collection system. I’m a stickler for safety. You have to be. The only time we would actually talk to each other was when we would sit down to have something to eat or drink or when we would crowd into my little office where there’s a drafting table, a laptop and old drawings and files galore. Those conversations were all centered on work.

After several weeks the Goth look was slowly toned down and I guess my own prejudices too. I came to the realization that she was actually pretty cute. Sexy too. Of course I couldn’t say anything like that to her. In the mornings when I’d wake up my first thought would be of Caitlyn. My whole morning routine was fueled by the anticipation of her arrival. In the evenings when I sat eating alone my mind would continue to drift back to her.

The paint room is at one end of the shop. It has a large window to the main shop and because the dust collector isn’t hooked in, there’s a radio. Caitlyn would dance to herself while painting. She would dance. Freeze. Her steady hand would move to paint whatever was she was doing. Then she would resume dancing again. She was totally oblivious to her dancing movements, yet fully concentrated on the painting. She was a joy to watch.

*

One evening, freezing rain started coming down just as we were finishing up. While we were doing the usual fifteen minutes of shop clean-up before locking up she seemed very apprehensive about the weather. I didn’t blame her, the road would probably be treacherous. I turned to her and asked, “Why don’t you just sleep here tonight? I have a spare bedroom.”

I guess I caught her by surprise, she paused for a moment, looked outside again and said, “Okay thanks.” She then turned to me, pointed her finger to my face and said, “Here’s something you’ve got to understand though, when we walk out this door, you’re not my boss anymore.”

That one caught me by surprise. “Okay,” I said, “fair enough.”

“And no shop talk,” she added.

“Fine.”

Caitlyn took a side track through the freezing rain to pick up a zippered bag from her little black Yaris before heading to the house. “Welcome to my humble abode,” I said as she stepped inside.

“Thanks.”

She saw me looking at the bag she was carrying. Did she pack an overnight bag anticipating that she would stay the night? She must have read my thoughts.

“It’s an overnight bag. I always pack one in the car. Don’t you?”

I don’t, but it’s not a bad idea. I whisked her into the living room after she removed her work boots and coat. She looked around the place, but made no comment.

“Caitlyn listen. I normally have a shower as soon as I get home. I’ve got to get all of this sawdust off me. I only have the one shower unit. If you want a shower too, go ahead, it’s upstairs. There are clean towels in the cupboard. You’ll find them. I can get started on something for dinner.”

She smiled at me and said, “Show me the kitchen, let’s see what you’ve got. I’ll get started on dinner. You take your shower first.”

“What? You don’t trust my cooking?”

“Frankly, no,” was her reply.

Not a bad judgment call. I showed her the kitchen and the pantry and where all the pots and pans were. She found the pork tenderloin I’d thawed out for dinner. She poked around a little then said, “Go have your shower.”

I came back downstairs after my shower, dressed, as usual in sweatpants and a tee-shirt. “What can I do?” I asked. I didn’t know what she was cooking. “Make sure this doesn’t burn,” she said pointing to a large pot with pork cubes and all kinds of cut up vegetables sizzling away. “In about five minutes add half of this,” she handed me a tetra-pack of vegetable stock, “give it a good stir, turn the heat down and put the lid on. In the meantime peel some potatoes.”

Yes ma’am. She was not at all like in the shop. I did as I was told.

She came back down a few minutes later wearing grey sweatpants and a red t-shirt. I’d never seen her tattoo before. Her right arm was completely covered in a multi-colored something from her wrist right up past her short sleeve. In the shop we always wore a shop coat, plus whatever she wore underneath had always been long sleeve. It’s kind of cool in the shop that time of year. In addition, there was something not right about the nipples on her small boobs.

“What are you staring at?” she asked accusingly.

“I…ah..I’ve never seen your tattoo before,” I managed to stammer out.

“You weren’t looking at my tats, you were staring at my tits.”

I knew I was blushing. “I…I’m sorry,” I croaked out, “it’s just…”

She put her hands on her hips and glared at me with her mouth open.

“There’s something funny Bayan Escort about your nipples,” I managed to get out and wished that I hadn’t finished my sentence.

She pulled her top off. I froze in shock. My employee was half naked standing in front of me.

“They’re called nipple rings.”

Sure enough, she had nipple rings. Not only that but the tattoo went right up her arm onto her shoulder and curled under her right boob. As she slowly turned her body, I could see that the tattoo also covered her right shoulder blade. And her belly button was pierced.

“Do you like it?”

I didn’t know what to say. I hate tattoos and piercings on women. On men too. I just hate them period.

“You don’t like it, do ya?”

“No, sorry.” I gulped.

“Well that’s too bad, it’s my body and I like it.” She put her shirt back on.

I smiled at her and threw my palms in the air. Whatever cranks you lady.

She came into the kitchen and stirred the pot. She found some herbs that I’d forgotten I actually had and added them to the pot. Herbes de Provence. The whole thing smelled pretty good. I was washing the potatoes in the sink.

The power went out.

“Fuck” “Shit.” We said together in the pitch black.

Not surprising in an ice storm. “I’ll bet a line is down,” I said. It had just gone dark outside.

“Everything is out,” I said to her. “We can flush the toilet once, but it won’t fill up again. There’s a second toilet on this floor. Turn the stove off.” She did. “We’ve got no heat,” I added.

“Do you have a generator?”

“No. A fireplace but no firewood.”

“No firewood. What’s the point of a fireplace if you don’t have firewood?”

“Caitlyn, we’ve got a shop full of wood.”

“Oh yeah,” she suddenly realized.

So that’s what we did. We put our coats and boots on, grabbed a couple of flashlights and went out to the shop. We filled two small tarps with scrap cuts from the large pile and hauled them back to the house. We were like two Santa Clauses with giant bags full of toys on our backs sliding on the ice.

I lit the fire and we settled in with blankets on the couch across from the fire. Dinner was a big bag of potato chips, some cheese and two bottles of Chianti Classico.

The only light was from the fire which was blazing nicely.

“Doug, how come you never married? I mean you’re a really nice guy. And good looking too. Steady income, right? I’m sure that women are tripping over themselves to get to you.”

“Well, you’d be wrong. The reality is that I’m married to my job.”

“Come on.”

“I just don’t get to go out. I mean I’ve been on plenty of dates and such, but I just don’t have the opportunity to meet single women.”

“Go to a bar,” she said.

“I tried that bar scene once. I just don’t do bars.”

“Why not?”

“Because I live in the country. I’ve got to drive. If I get caught drinking and driving I’m fucked. Totally, totally fucked. Without wheels I can’t work, I can’t get groceries, I can’t get wood supplies.”

“Hmm,” she seemed to understand.

“And how does that work in a singles bar, ‘another glass of wine for this young lady and I’ll have a Shirley Temple please’?”

She giggled, “You have a point.”

“I was engaged once.” I offered.

“What happened, did she quit or did you?”

“She did. Sally. Really cute and very nice. I fell for her right away. I met her the same week that I put an offer on this place. The sale didn’t go through for three months and at that point I still had six and a half months on my apartment lease. The bottom line was that she liked the Doug Jenner that lived in the city, but not the one that lived and worked in the country. Being the country squire’s wife was not something that appealed to her.”

“That’s a bit shallow isn’t it?”

“That’s the same conclusion I came to. She wanted me to sell this place. I’d just bought it. She wasn’t even willing to give it a try.”

“That’s awful.”

“Yeah it was. It was literally ‘it’s either me or the country shop and house. Take your pick.'”

We sat in silence for a while.

“What about you,” I asked, “why aren’t you married?”

“You’re kidding?”

“No. Why would you say that?”

“Look at me. Who the fuck wants to go out with me?” she said, then continued, “I’ll tell you who. Losers, nerds and assholes.”

“Come on.”

“It’s the body I was born with.”

“What does the body have to do with it?”

She didn’t answer at first, then said, “Everything. When I was younger, I’d go to the school dance. Do you think I was ever asked to dance?”

“Of course you were,” I answered.

“Yeah,” she laughed, “by losers, nerds and assholes.”

“But you’re none of those things. You’re pleasant, you’re a good worker.” She turned her head and glared at me. “You’re intelligent and you’re pretty. She glared again. “Except for the face metal and the tats, but that’s just me.”

“I thought we weren’t going to talk shop here,” she said.

“We’re not.”

“I’m hardly pretty. I have a big ass, I don’t have a waist and my friend Carly had bigger tits when she was twelve than I do now.”

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Bir akşam işten geldim apartmana girdiğimde haceri görmüştüm arkasından sessizce yanaşarak kalçalarını izlemeye başladım tam evinin önüne gelmişti Escort Bayan anahtarı kapıya soktuğunda bir anlık karar aldım o mükemmel kalçalarına karşı koymam imkansızdı kapıyı açar açmaz bende arkasından dalarak eve girdim ne yapıyorsun sen falan diye bağırmaya başladığında kucaklayarak Bayan Escort koltuğun üzerine attım taytını yırtarak çıkardım altımda yapma diye yalvarıyor tepiniyordu ama ben kendime engel olamıyordum o güzel kalçaları aklımı başımdan almıştı direk penisimi çıkarak amına soktum içinde git gel yapmaya başladım ilk başlarda direnip kurtulmaya çalışsa da içinde git gel yaptıkça oda rahatlamış ve zevki yaşamaya başlamıştı bu fırsat elime bir kere geçerdi o yüzden hiç durmadan bir saat boyunca o mükemmel amcığını hunharca sikerek büyük bir rahatlama yaşamıştım.

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I knew meeting strangers from the Internet could be dangerous, but you never think something will happen to you… I suppose I was arrogant, or naive, or too horny and excited to think things through. I should never have met him in a strange town, in a remote crappy little hotel. I made it easy for him. Oh we had talked about limits and role playing and safe words online and I was dumb enough to think this would protect me. I was excited to strip for him, let him examine my body. I was petite, and looked much younger than I really was. My long red hair was braided into two pig-tails, emphasizing the youthful appearance. My breasts, small and pert B cups and toned body seemed to please him. I joyfully held still for him to tie me up,and my life as I knew it was over. At first everything seemed great, he toyed with and used my body, gave me the touch of pain I had been craving to learn, teasing me gently with it. When he finally began to fuck me, he entered me slowly and stopped once he had worked his large cock into my tight pussy and stared deep into my eyes. He told me I belonged to him, he owned me; lost in my ecstasy I begged him to take me and use me. And he did. When he finished he kept me bound and gagged me, put a blindfold and headphones on me and left my lying there. I should have been more scared. But I wasn’t, not enough. Not until a bit later when he wrapped me in a blanket and carried me out to the trunk of the car. I’m not sure how long I was in there, he stopped a few different places, but I know that we drove for hours; i eventually pissed myself i couldn’t hold it any longer and lay in my sensory deprived world and sobbed in fear, confusion and humiliation.

When we finally arrived at his property I froze in fear as the trunk popped open. He pulled off the headphones and blindfold and I blinked at the sudden light, it took a few minutes for my eyes to adjust as he pulled me from the trunk and dropped me on the ground. He let me sit there and watched me for a few minutes. I blinked and looked around, seeking escape but seeing only a house and deep forest. “There is no escape from here.” he said harshly watching my gaze “You’ll never make it out here in the mountains, especially naked, and there’s no one to help you. You need to resign yourself to your new life. You told me you dreamed of being a slave, I’m going to make all your dreams come true and more. Your old life is gone, you belong to me now.” Angrily i tried to strike out at him, but still bound i fell and just writhed in the dirt. He laughed “I think I’ll enjoy your training very much, the more spirited the better.’ Then tossing me over his shoulder he carried me into the house and down into the dungeon.

He soon began to teach me the true meaning of pain and torment. He explained that he wanted nothing less than my total submission and subjugation, that he was my Owner, my Master. He introduced me to the taste of the whip, and many ways to inflict pain upon my breasts and sensitive pussy.
While doing so he explained over and over again to me how i was nothing, no longer person, i was his pet, his slave. From now on i would be less than an animal, i would not speak or have any thoughts or opinions, that i existed only for his amusement. The lectures, instructions and pain would go on for hours at a time. Once, when I had been particularly willful, he decided a whipping was not enough. He filled a large bucket with water and, with my hands and ankles bound, plunged my head under the water over and over again. When he’d let me up for a breath he’d slap my face, yelling and threatening me, reminding me my life belonged to him and i would learn my place. That night i never slept, i lay weeping in despair and fear.
When i was left alone i was either bound, blindfolded, gagged, with headphones to block out all sound. To be trapped in my mind and body, with nothing to distract me from the fear. Other times he left the video monitor playing constantly, videos of women being raped, tortured, suffering all kinds of depraved humiliation.

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I cringe at his approach, he roughly un-chains me from the wall. I scramble on all fours as he pulls me along up the stairs. The bit gag in my mouth has left me drooling and i make small sounds from behind the gag, trying to beg him for mercy, to let me go. Halfway up the stairs he stops and the ever present crop is in his hand lightening fast as he whips it across my tender nipples and breasts. Angrily he reminds me that slaves don’t even try to talk. I can barely keep up as he hauls me to the yard. Near the patio is the padded bench, breeding bench he called it, which he promptly binds me over, leaving me exposed and unable to move. I notice the grill is on and there are a number of things placed on the table, but i couldn’t see what they were from here. Even from this position the view was beautiful. They were somewhere in the mountains, obviously far enough from neighbors, no one had ever come to investigate her screams. The forest was thick and rugged, even if she could escape she had no idea where to go.
He, her owner was speaking, she had missed the first part. He was talking about how she still didn’t understand her place; that she was property, and belonged to him. “I have been planning this for some time, but I think it’s best to do it now, you need to realize your old life is gone. You belong to me, you’ll make a good pet but you have a great deal to learn.” Now he was stroking her hair and caressing her back softly like she was a dog. “This will help you understand and remind you of your place”. He walked over to the grill and returned with a small brand, he showed me the red hot iron, even from this angle i knew it would read ‘slave’. Panic set in and i tried to escape but it was no use. He had bound not only my hands and ankles but around my thighs and shoulders as well; i was well and truly secured. He returned the brand to the fire in the grill and returned, removing the bit gag. My jaw ached and the first words were slurred as i, in a panic, began to beg him not to do it. Angrily he slapped my face, “I know you are scared and can’t help it, but you are not allowed to speak.” he smiled “But I’m eager to hear your screams for this, it will be something to remember.” i then noticed the video camera and realized this too would be recorded forever. i could only sob in fear as he returned with the brand and standing over my prone body, told me how these would mark me for all time as a slave and his property. He plunged the brand onto my left ass cheek, holding it tight as the flesh singed. I froze and went rigid in pain, the world swam before me growing dark and spinning as the pain washed over me. Once again Master was speaking but the buzzing in my head and the pain blocked out all sound. I could feel my throat screaming but even that sound was lost to me. Master returned, in front of me a brand burned red, a simple “J” which i knew to be his first initial. Then he quickly pressed it against my upper breast, sending me over the edge, the world went black, all that existed was pain.

I remembered nothing until the next day when Master pulled me from my cage. My mind and body still reeled from the experience. i was in shock; everything seemed surreal and strange around me and i slowly, quietly followed Masters orders as he examined my brands. Checking the burns, he tethered me near the sink and gently cleaned the areas, applying a salve to both areas. While gentle, the pain was intense and i swayed on my hands and knees, trying to stay in position as he worked. Weakly, my head hung low and after one particularly painful spot was washed piss ran down my leg. The humiliation was far less than the pain and at that point i truly felt like just a creature, helpless at the hands of it’s owner with no control whatsoever. Master said nothing and gently hosed my legs and pussy when he was done Escort tending me. Leading me to one of the mats, i knelt before him as he offered me bites of fruit and soft bread. I wasn’t hungry in my state of pain and dissociation, but he insisted, talking quietly to me, feeding me bites of food, calling me his pet, telling me how he will enjoy my training. He seemed oddly pleased by my mood, and said that pain made me docile. I simply nodded, my mind hazy i was merely relieved he wasn’t yelling or cruelly tormenting me for once, he had never been so kind to me before. He spent time sitting with me, he read to me for a while from a black bound book, stories of slaves serving their Masters, of torture and pain. I curled up against him, listening but not thinking, enjoying the rhythm and sound of his voice, as he read of how slaves should act. When he left me, it was with more videos playing on the monitor. This time, instead of trying to block it out, i simply watched, trying to understand what it was my Master wished of me.

As I healed my training and torment continued, and while i still fought him it was no longer with the passion i had before. The brands had been quite effective, they were a constant reminder that this wasn’t just a nightmare, this was now my life. Slowly it became easier to obey, but i still lived in fear and uncertainty.

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I’m awakened suddenly as he opens my cage door, yanking me out by my hair, I’m still sore and stiff from the night before but i scramble to obey quickly. Still I’m not fast enough which earns me a few slaps across the face. As i kneel before him, my Master holds my face still and spits on me, telling me how much he enjoyed his pet the night before. Then un-zipping his pants i take his morning wood in my mouth, sucking, licking, choking on it. After a few minutes he pulls out, slaps me again and moves behind me. My head sags down as i move onto all fours as the meek pet that i am. Slowly at first Master shoves his hard cock into my tight asshole. Lubed from my spit and some of my pussy juice he scooped from my other fuck hole he slides deeper into my ass, finally penetrating all the way in. Master grunts as he fucks my ass roughly then slows and pauses, holding his cock as deep in my ass as he can. A few tears slip down my face as i feel the piss stream hot and fast deep in my ass. Master has been been enjoying this new morning ritual for the past few days and it still horrifies me, especially that i meekly accept it. He is always trying different ways to use me and humiliate me. As he fills my ass with piss, he tells me what a filthy slut i am before pulling out and quickly inserting the butt plug to keep all the filth inside me.
i sigh as my Master snaps on my leash and starts to lead me from the basement out the back door, using the leather leash to give me a few slaps across the back and ass.

i blink at the harsh sunlight as we go into the secluded back yard, it’s so rare that I’m outside since I’ve lived as a slave, being brainwashed and trained to serve Master’s depraved needs. I’ve forgotten how long, i used to try and keep track but have long since given up. i am led out to a corner of the yard and Master pulls my plug, ordering me to go like a good dog. Squatting in the grass his piss gushes from my ass, and after a few tears i go ahead and pee as well. Smiling he offers me a treat, holding out his thick cock he steps in front of me again.
i take the cock in my mouth, tasting of piss and my ass, it takes only a moment before I’m eagerly worshiping it, sucking and tonguing it clean. It hardens again in my mouth, i moan eagerly as i suck the quick growing cock, filling my throat until it chokes and gags me. Master smiles to himself at my eager cock sucking, my eagerness to have my mouth and throat used was one of the few things he hadn’t had to beat into me. He grabs my hair roughly and fucks my throat hard as he get ready to cum, holding my mouth down on his cock, unable to breath, gagging and flailing on the pulsing hard cock as he starts to cum and slowly pull out, pouring cum down my throat, filling my mouth and across my face. i collapse, choking, coughing and trying to swallow cum all at the same time. Master gives me a moment as he stand over his messy fuck pet laying in the grass. But before i fully recover he starts yanking on my leash, demanding i heel. He leads me over to the patio and ties my leash up as he pulls out the garden hose. He sprays the cum, piss and mess from my body and holes and roughly towels me off before leading me back to my cell.

The basement has been converted into an excellent dungeon and cell for Master’s pet. The floor is concrete with a drain which makes it easy for Master to clean up, the sink has a hose hook up that he makes liberal use of. Besides the large dog kennel, there is an old cot style bed and a heavy wooden work table, both outfitted with cuffs and chains for restraint. The basement also has a number of eyebolts in various places so Master can chain his pet wherever he likes. There are a few padded mats on the floor, Master does have some mercy it seems, little that it is. He also keeps a few other bits of furniture, including a padded fucking stool that i can be securely bound to. The tool rack is like something from a middle ages torture chamber rather than a hardware store. Whips, crops, gags, dildos, harnesses, speculum and more hang in the harsh fluorescent lights. He uses the mounted video camera to both watch his slut while he is away and record her sessions to share with his friends. The video monitor sometimes played her own videos, but frequently he left it on a loop of hard core porn – often bombarding her with it 24/7.

Once there he roughly pulls me to my feet, chaining my hands over my head from the ceiling, i know better by now than to fight and hold myself ready as my hands and then my feet are chained apart. Next comes the blindfold and gag.
He leaves me standing alone and silent for a while;suddenly a sharp blow takes me across the back. My body jerks and i scream behind the gag.
i don’t think it’s the belt this time, but before i can ponder it further Master rapidly
lays blows across my back and ass, next my thighs, he works me over as my body jumps and jerks from the blows and pain. My screams muffled and garbled by the gag
he moves onto a few blows across my tits and then my inner thighs, so close to my pussy,i think I’m going to pass out, tears roll down my face.
i jump and quiver, but instead of a blow he teases and fingers my pussy, laughing at how wet it is.
But then three more blows strike my upper thighs leaving me shaking again.
i collapse as he un-chains me. i can’t even react as i am dragged over to the bed.
My back and ass burn as they hit the mattress from the fresh whipping but i try to lay still as he secures my hands and spread my legs so they can be chained apart, then there’s a sharp pain, a hard pinch as Master secures something to each of my little sensitive nipples, i squirm but can’t escape their grasp.

The next thing i know two fingers are pushing into my dripping pussy and i know what’s coming. He pushes in and pull my pussy open, toying with it, he adds another finger, and continue s stretching my hole. Plunging three fingers deep in my pussy, his other hand pulls on the chain connecting the nipple clamps causing me to buck up and gasp. Master then works his fourth finger into my pussy stretching it then plunging his fingers back in before stretching the lips of my cunt open again. i strain and pull against the restraints as he works steadily wedging his entire hand into my pussy.
With a plop Master’s fist finally slips past my pussy wall and my body goes still.
I’m panting behind the gag, feeling like I’m about to pass out as he starts pumping his fist up my cunt hole. He fucks me roughly, occasionally yanking on the Escort Bayan nipple chain till my body is weak from the spasms and I’m barely conscious. I’m nothing but a puppet on his hand as he makes me jump, moaning in torment. Pulling his hand out of my tight sucking pussy i jerk at the sudden change and emptiness. He yanks off the gag and blindfold and forces me to lick his hand and suck on his fingers covered in my wet pussy juice. With his other hand Master slaps me before moving up crouching over my face. i gladly take his cock in my mouth, fucking it and sucking it the best i can to please him as he yanks and toys with my burning nipples. As he gets ready to cum he pulls out of my mouth and moves back over me. He plunges his aching cock into my still gaping loose pussy, ramming it as deep in as he can, hitting my cervix he starts to cum and pours hot seed inside me. He remains deep in me until his cock starts to soften then pulls out, using three fingers he digs deep down in my cum hole and pull out some sticky cum mixed with my pussy juice and begins to feed it to me, handful by handful he spreads it across my lips, on the roof of my mouth, on my tongue till he has me cleaned out. This is a ritual I’ve become accustomed to, often he has allowed me only cum to eat, especially at first when he first was breaking and starting to train me. He would starve me, and make me work so hard for even a little cum. And eventually i became eager for it, whether it was straight from his cock or fingers, or spoon or from my doggy dish or even licking it from the floor. Some days cum was all i got, others days i had to finish my cum first before Master would feed me.
After i have licked his fingers clean to his satisfaction he finally releases my nipples from the cruel clamps. The pain starts slowly, then surges rapidly as the clamps come off. Master smiles and toys with them, loving it when i flinch, knowing it hurts me and enjoying the sight of my now red and throbbing small nipples. While the pain forces a small gasp i sigh with contentment seeing his pleasure. Seeing the joy he gets from my suffering has slowly become my defining goal and despite my justified fear I’ve come to long for my Master and feel lost whenever he leaves me. As he rises from the bed i see him go over to the small industrial sink and wash. I close my eyes and try to relax, knowing he is hardly finished with me yet. I feel his approach, with my eyes still closed i silently arch up, offering my body. The electric jolt piercing up my thigh wracks a scream from my body and I thrash against my bonds. My eyes jerk open to his steady gaze, I see the amusement in his eyes as he presses the stun gun against the soft sensitive skin of my other thigh and smiles as i scream out again. Slowly and methodically Master works his way over my body adjusting the strength of the shock and location. I see him smile as he trails it closer to my still gapping cunt, noting my reaction and watching the sheen of sweat break out over my body and begin to soak me as i struggle vainly against the pain as he brings me to the edge of passing out over and over. After what seems an eternity i hear mummering next to my ear, telling me how beautiful i am when I’m in pain and what a good pet I’m becoming, that i was born to be a slave and suffer. Gently Master brushes the hair from my face and wipes the sweat from my eyes. I cling to the praise as the world still spins around me, my body is so weak i cannot move but the praise has made me feel like I’m floating. i watch sadly as he turns off the light and shuts the door leaving me alone and bound in my cell.

i awake with a start as the door creaks open again, relief washes over me at my Master’s return. He finally releases me from my bonds and briskly rubs my arms and legs before pulling me off the bed and placing me on the floor. I kneel before him, bowing low before looking up for the approving look as he clips on my leash and rubs my head as he pulls me into a heel. Quickly i crawl on all fours, trying to keep pace and show him my graceful manner as he leads me out into the yard and lets me relieve myself. On the return in the house he leads me into the kitchen and sets down my meal for the day. i wiggle my ass in gratitude as i shove my face into the dog bowl, Master was gracious enough to fill it with cut up cooked chicken and plain pasta and i eagerly ate and licked my bowl clean. Then i crawl to Master and rub my head against his leg in thanks.
Grabbing a beer he leads me into the living room and orders me to lay on the floor next to the couch while he kicks back and turns on the TV. I laid content near my Master, occasionally he’d lay the crop sharply over my breast or give me a harsh quick whipping with it during the commercial breaks. I received these blows happily, they were a small price to pay to be allowed to lay at Master’s feet. After some time he turned off the TV and led me back downstairs.

There he lifted me onto the table and indicated i maintain my position on my hands and knees. He swapped out the leash for a chain he clipped onto my collar that attached to the table. It wouldn’t hold me still of course, but i enjoyed the security of being chained. Master was rifling about his toys and returned, laying out his instruments on the table. Turning on a small box, he tested the suction on the cups before placing one on each of my breasts, instantly pulling my nipples and breasts into them. The strong suction while not exactly painful (at least yet) but created a deep strange feeling in me. Of all of Master’s new toys this I liked the best. Master smiled as he ran his hands over my body, checking the strength of the suction on my breasts, and the sensitivity of the welts he had left earlier. i moaned softly at the suction and he ran a finger around an edge of the suction cups along the sensitive flesh. “It’ll be easier after you’ve been bred a few times, those little tits of yours will make lovely udders.” he spoke softly to me like you would a frightened horse and i gazed up at him, my eyes wide and my body shaking slightly at his words. He nodded slightly at my silent question, running one hand down over my smooth tight stomach,”Not quite yet my little pet, I have some other plans for you first, but I think you’ll make a fine little breeder.” with that he gave me a gentle slap on the ass and moved behind me. My breath was already ragged from the shock of his words and the swelling of my breasts. i felt the cool smoothness of the lube as he rubbed it around and then dipping with a finger into my cunt. He replaced his finger with the cool tip of the stainless steel speculum that he advanced slowly all the way into my cunt. Once in place he ratcheted it open, quickly at first, then one notch at a time until it was completely open. It is so hard to try and relax yet the tension flowing through my body hurts as well, this pain spikes as i feel the lash of a whip across my back, causing me to arch and cry out. I gasp and catch my breath, concentrating on breathing as he lays one lash after another across my back, ass and legs. Tears drip from my face as i try to remain still, after a few more strikes Master returns his attention to the speculum, using a flash light and small brush to carefully poke and prod. Despite the gentle touch it still causes me to tremble and squeak out as he examines all of his property. At last he finishes and slides out the speculum which leaves me shaking, Turning off the suction machine he pulls the cups from my swollen tits, rubbing them and squeezing them in his hands. Then he takes hold of my head, starring into my eyes,”You’ve done very well pet, you are becoming a fine slave. i have a surprise for you tomorrow, so you need to get your rest tonight.” and kissed me on the forehead. i could have sobbed in joy. Master took a washcloth and gently cleaned me all off, before locking me in my kennel for the night. I curled up in my cage and slept peacefully.

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Then next day starts much the same, i am becoming used to the routine and my Master comments on how eagerly i clean his cock this morning after he’s given me his piss. Despite my face still burning from my first face slapping of the day, i beam in joy. I realize I’ve made great progress, i take the pain much easier, Master can now torment and beat me far longer and harder without having to give me a break to keep me conscious and yet it is still so easy for him to make me scream out in terror and pain. My transition is becoming more complete and i am eager for my Master’s surprise he’s promised, no matter what pain it may bring, for he seems so pleased for me. After rinsing me off in the yard Master returns to tie me to a tree, the morning is warm and sunny with a slight breeze and Master tells me it’s a perfect day for his puppy to stay outside. He brings my bowls out to me, one of water, the other filled with fresh cut fruit: melon, apples and some berries. I wiggle in delight at the delicious breakfast savoring each bite, even happy for the bits of juice and fruit that get on my nose and face. Finished with breakfast i lick myself clean and sprawl, rolling in the warm grass. While an hour or so must have passed, I contentedly napped in the grass, then stalked about, playing with a few wildflowers as far as my chain would allow. My mind empty of anything but the sensations around me, the warm sun, the soft, tickling grass and sweet smells of flower and the rich dirt. Master’s return startled me and i leapt up, wiggling and excited as he approached. i was rewarded with a smile as he set down the small bin he carried to caress my head and ruffle my hair. He gave me a quick slap to the face and asked if his pet was enjoying her morning, I gave a little yip as i rubbed against his leg and he chuckled softly “Good pet, I have something for you, it’ll help you relax, I don’t want any fighting or disobedience from you today.” the last bit was in a hard warning tone as he gave me a long look “But this will help you behave, you’ve been such a good girl I’m going to make this easy on you.” i quickly nodded and bowed before Master, touching my forehead to his boots. “Good girl, now turn around while i set this up”. i quickly obeyed, but couldn’t help seeing Master pull out a large enema bag which he filled with dark liquid from a large bottle and hung it from a low branch on the tree. Master rubbed some lube around my puckered dark hole and slowly but firmly pushed it all the way in. Releasing the flow of liquid Master rubbed his hand across my back and ass, talking to me in the gentle low tone, telling me to take and hold my enema, that I’ve become a good pet but still have much to learn and he would help me, my surprise would teach me more and help me become a real animal. My head drooped in relaxation, basking in Master’s attention, feeling my bowels and belly fill and become tight. Master rubbed my swollen belly, telling me i looked pregnant like a bred heifer. When the wine from the enema had run empty, Master slowly pulled the tube out, replacing it with a large plug. Some of the wine escaped trickling down my legs. Master continued to pet me, massaging my belly, dipping just the tip of his finger into my cunt to tease me. Rising he led me over to the side yard pulling the plug and signaling me to go. I promptly squatted and obeyed and when finishing i quickly leaned down and kissed Master’s boots. He gave me a quick jerk as he pulled me over to the hose and gave me a quick rinse down and returned me to my chain on the tree.
The wine enema did its job in relaxing me and i rolled in the grass, feeling it’s warmth spread through me. Soon Master returned and he wasn’t alone, he also carried the breeding bench out near the tree and I came up on all fours, as a good dog, when the two of them approached. “Here she is” Master waved a hand at me and I snuck a look up at his friend. He was older, with light hair, and a bit of a crooked nose; he looked me over with an experienced eye, grabbing ahold of my collar he looked at me closely, running one hand over my body, squeezing my tits. Walking around behind me he ran his hand over my ass, casually pulling my ass cheeks apart and giving my ass and cunt a closer exam. “Fine looking bitch, you’ve done a good job with her.” the man said, he and Master talked about me, sometimes prodding one body part or another with Master’s crop. He then handed the crop over to his friend, encouraging him to give me a try. The man didn’t hesitate, laying several quick lashes across my ass, then my breasts before working over the rest of my body, ending with a few lashes aimed right on my cunt. He then stepped in front of me, pulling his hard cock from his pants. At Master’s gesture i quickly began to suck and deep throat the man’s cock He took my mouth roughly and came deep in my throat. Choking i licked my lips, not wasting any cum. Master smiled down at me “I think she’s ready to meet her new friend.” His friend grinned back in agreement and said he’d be right back. As he left Master took my face in his hands “This is for your own good, it will help you be a better pet.” He then pulled me over the breeding bench, cuffing my hands to the front post and legs to the rear post. I was no longer puzzled by this when the man returned to the yard leading a large German shepherd. The massive dog strained at his leash, and my eyes grew wide. “Meet your new mate, now you’ll be a real pet bitch” Master told me.
I squirmed in panic as the dog’s wet nose investigated his new bitch, he snuffled all over before focusing on my cunt. The first lap of his tongue sent me into spasms, which made both men laugh. The eager licking sent me into waves of orgasm almost instantly and i arched my back and pussy up trying to give him more access. Abruptly the licking stopped and he jumped up onto me, his legs scratching at me as they wrapped around me like a vice and he began humping. His hot wet cock stabbed against my thighs as he humped me. I could feel someone’s hand and my head jerked up. Master stood before me, it was his friend who was guiding the dogs cock to my cunt lips. Master put his hand under my chin, tilting up my head to gaze into my eyes as the dog found his mark my eyes widened and i let out a half scream as the dog plunged his cock hard and fast into my cunt. Master held onto my face, watching me as the dog rapidly humped me, raping my cunt without care he was like a piston riding me. I felt a hard swelling and squealed at the quickly expanding cock in my pussy. The dog increased his tempo and plunged deep into my pussy causing me to howl as he pressed in. And then i knew, he pulled back slightly, his thick knot trapped inside me, and the dog growled in contentment as he held me down with his weight. I was tied to him, there was no escape; i was the dog’s bitch. Master smiled down at my tear covered face. “From now on you’ll obey him as well, you’re just a bitch and he’ll help you learn to be a good dog. Do you understand now?” I nodded, exhausted and Master dropped my head, stepping back to join his friend the two joked and talked as i lay exhausted over the bench, trapped and tied till my k9 Master released my body.
It was some time before the swelling of his knot receded and the dog slipped from my cunt with a gush of his cum running down my legs. My k9 Master, whose name to the rest of the world I would learn was Brody, lapped at the sticky fluid, licking my thighs and still quivering pussy lips. After a few minutes he stopped, circled around then lifted his leg, pissing all over me, marking me as his property. Master and his friend roared with laughter at this, and continued to laugh as they un-chained me and hosed me off. Brody explored his new yard, marking frequently all over. As I lay in the grass, trying to make sense of my new position i listened to the two men; apparently “we” dogs were going to have a covered pen in the corner of the yard, Master seemed to have many plans for me and Brody and i fell asleep dreaming of dog slobber and kennels.

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My name is Jeff and I’m a father of two and husband to an amazing women. My oldest daughter had just turned 18 and started dating. She was often leaving the house late and coming back early in the morning. Her mother and I spent many nights up worrying about her and if she was safe.

I had just turned 50 and my wife was 45 at this time. She had an amazing petite body with large natural C cup tits. We decided to stop worrying about our daughter and get out of the house and have fun. We started going out on dates again, it had been a long time since we enjoyed these. We went to plays, shows, and even started spicing up our sex life by visiting some strip clubs.

Our sex life was out of control. We both couldn’t get enough of each other and the passion had never been stronger. One night after a great dinner, we went to the strip club both horny and anxious to see some gorgeous women. We spent the night both sliding singles into g strings and cleavage. Eventually around midnight we left the club and headed to the car. My wife was all over me. Sliding her hand up and down my leg and grabbing my cock through my pants.

I told her we should head to the closest park and we could fool around in the car. She agreed that it would be fun. We drove to the closest that we knew of. We drove in expecting to find an empty parking lot at this time of night but instead was greeted by several cars also parked. There was no signs of life, all lights were off and all cars were empty. Curiously we pulled in and parked as well. We got out of the car and looked around but couldn’t see anything. We did hear some talking in the distance.

Over in the distance where the illuminated playground was, we could see some people and then we heard it. Moaning! We could hear what sounded like someone having sex. Both of us in our slightly drunken and extremely horny state thought it was a great idea to wonder over there and see what was happening. We quietly walked up the trail to that area. Once we were close enough to see clearly we were both shocked with the site before us.

There were several guys standing around and what looked like two girls in the middle of them both with their shirts and pants off kneeling in their bra and panties. My wife leaned over and whispered in my ear, “holy shit I think this is an orgy or something.” I asked her if she wanted to leave and she responded, “Hell no this is hotter than the strip club. I agreed. We stood in the distance and enjoyed the show.

We watched as the two girls took turns sucking on the guys cocks standing around them. My wife was rubbing my cock through my pants. I reached over and slid my hand into her pants. Her pussy was wet and hot. This was turning her on faster than I had ever seen before. We were far enough away to not draw attention to us but then we heard someone walking behind us from the parking lot. A young guy in his late 20’s walked up and said to us, “You don’t have to stand back here, you can get closer, everyone’s welcome. These two girls are horny freaks and sure put on a good show.” He kept walking and joined the crowd playing. We saw him take down his pants and slide his cock into one of the girls mouths. She was jerking off two other guys while this new person started to thrust into her mouth. The other girl was now on her back. Several guys were groping at her bra covered tits and rubbing her pussy. There were so many hands and they were really getting rough with her which seemed to only turn her on more.

My wife took my hand and started to walk closer. I could tell that her horniness had taken over her. She was never this bold and much more reserved in new situations. We walked up and stood in the outer ring of the crowd. I could see now that there were about 15 guys in total, the two girls in the middle and one other women standing in the crowd. There was a guy behind her with his hand inside of her pants clearly rubbing her pussy. My wife also noticed this and whispered to me, “I guess we’re not the only couple here.”

That’s Escort when we saw the guy next to her also slide his hand into her pants. I told her, “I guess he’s cool with sharing her.” She responded that it was hot. We went back to looking at the show in front of us. These two girls were gorgeous. Both tight young bodies with a nice rack on both of them. The guy that was fucking the one girls face pulled out of her mouth and walked over to the other girl laying on her back. That’s when my wife and I saw her face for the first time. It was our daughter!!

We both froze. I could tell she saw her face as well. Another guy approached her and pushed his cock into her mouth and she started to bob her head up and down on it. We both didn’t move. Not sure what to say, what to do. We just watched the shock in front of us happen. We watched as our 18 year old daughter jerked off two cocks while some guy fucked her mouth. The guy next to me leaned over and said, “You should have seen her last week, I’ve never seen a whore covered in more cum in my life. She must have gotten fucked by at least 15 different guys and most of them cummed on her.” Hearing this sent a shiver down my back but to my surprise it made me hot. Shit what is wrong with me I thought to myself. That’s when my wife slid her hand over my rock hard cock. She looked at me and said, “What’s wrong with us. This is turning me on too. We are terrible people.” I slid my hand back into her pants and felt that she was dripping wet from watching our daughter. I didn’t respond to her but instead just started to play with her pussy.

We watched as the other girl on her back had her bra and panties pulled off her now. She was riding on top of a guys cock while she was sucking on two different cocks alternating back and forth. It looked like our daughters best friend. I felt my wifes pants get tight on my wrist so I looked over at her. There was another guy to her left that had slid his hand into her pants. His hand was also reaching to her pussy to play with it. I looked at my wife’s face and she just stayed staring ahead, watching her daughter being used like a sex toy. If it was possible my dick would have gotten harder knowing another guy was playing with her pussy. I moved my fingers to her clit and allowed him access. I could feel him sliding a finger into her pussy and pulling it in and out. My wife’s breathing started to increase slightly. Another guy walked up behind her and slid his hands over her shirt working to her tits. He started to grab and squeeze her boobs and pinching her nipples through her shirt and bra. She was struggling to keep her eyes open with the pleasure. I slid my hand out of her pants so that I could turn and get a better view of my wife. I don’t think she could even tell. She was in pure pleasure from two strangers playing with her body. I let them continue as I enjoyed the show. I unzipped my pants and took out my cock. I started to slowly stroke it while alternating watching my wife getting played with and my daughter getting used.

The guy playing with her pussy started to slide her pants and panties down. He then knelt in front of her and started to lick her pussy. I leaned forward and started to make out with her to re-assure her that I was ok with this and it was turning me on. I felt her shirt being pulled up so I leaned back and her shirt and bra were pulled over her head. By this time two more guys had directed her attention to my wife. I went back to stroking my cock. I looked back at my daughter’s friend and decided I wanted to see this action up close. I walked over to where she was riding another guys cock and stood behind her. I was watching her slowly ride up and down this guys cock while she jerked off a guy in each hand. One of the guys blasted a load of cum over her and stepped back away from her. She reached out for someone to replace him. She found my cock next. She was sucking the other cock while jerking mine. She pulled up off of his and moved to mine. She took me into Escort Bayan her mouth and looked up. She froze as her eyes met my face. She was still moving slightly on my cock as she was still being fucked. She grinned slightly and took my cock all the way into her mouth up to my balls.

I was balls deep into my daughter’s best friends mouth while she was getting fucked and jerking off another guy. I leaned back, closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. After several seconds I looked back over my shoulder in my wife’s direction. She wasn’t where I had left her. I looked around and then behind me. She was now straddling the guy’s face that was licking her pussy from before. There was one guy standing in front of her trying to get her to suck his cock which was standing out hard in front of her. She shook her head no and the guys kept insisting. I could tell she wanted to be able to watch her daughter. I looked over my right shoulder at my daughter. She was now getting fucked by two guys. A guy was under her fucking her ass while another guy knelt over her and was fucking her pussy. She looked gorgeous taking both dicks. Looking back at my wife and she finally gave in. She was sucking the guys dick and also was jerking off another one. My daughter’s friend pulled on my cock. I looked back at her and she was legs spread in my direction and she was pulling me to tell me to fuck her.

I knelt down and she slid my cock up and down her pussy. Her pussy was gushing several loads of cum out of it. I slid right in and it felt like nothing else I’ve ever felt. Her 18 year old pussy was so tight yet so slippery from so much cum. I started to pump away at her teen pussy. I didn’t last too long and started to unload my load deep inside her. She had a huge smile on her face as I slid out of her. She was quickly re-directed as another guy took my spot and started to fuck her pussy while her mouth was also quickly filled with another cock. I stood there just having a huge orgasm and wasn’t sure what to do next. Typically I was a one and done kinda guy. The sight of my daughter getting fucked snapped me back quickly.

I surveyed the crowd and went back to enjoying the show. I noticed a guy standing jerking off and it was our neighbor. He was standing between my daughter and my wife just looking back and forth. This guy must have been in heaven. His luck that he gets to watch the next-door wife and daughter both getting gangbanged. I saw him walk up to my daughter and he slid his cock into her mouth. I walked up behind her for the first time and got a better look. There she was my teen daughter, covered in cum sucking our neighbors cock. She was riding on top of some big black cock and her pussy stretching out over it. I knelt next to her and reached out to play with her tits. I looked over at my wife and she was smiling while watching her husband play with her daughter’s tits. My neighbor noticed me at this point. My daughter was deep throating him and he saw me playing with her nipples. The surprise made him unload immediately deep into her throat.

He was quickly replaced with another cock. I was grabbing at her perky teen tits. They felt amazing. I had always wondered what they looked like much less how they felt. I wanted to suck on her tits but they were completely covered in cum and decided against it. She still had not seen me and from what I could tell didn’t know her mother and I were even there. I stood up and walked over to my neighbor. Both of us standing there naked with our cocks hard hanging. He was shocked that I was there and that my wife was also there.

I asked him how often this had been happening. He said that it started pretty much after my daughter turned 18. He said that he’s fucked her several times already in the past. He said that her pussy is so tight and it’s hard to last longer than a couple minutes in her. Hearing my neighbor describe to me how he had fucked and cam inside my daughter turned me on. He also noticed and said damn dude it’s hot that you Bayan Escort were just touching your daughters tits. I asked him if his wife knew and he said she had no idea. He was at a “Poker” game right now. He has a daughter in the same grade as mine so I asked if she knew about him or my daughter and he said hell no she had no idea. He asked if it was alright if he fucked my wife. I told him that if she let him it would be cool to watch but she hadn’t fucked anyone yet and was more infatuated with watching her daughter get fucked. He pointed over at my wife and said look.

I turned my head slowly and saw the most gorgeous site. My wife was riding on top of a cock in her ass while my daughter’s best friend had her face buried in her pussy licking her up and down. A guy was holding her hair and fucking her mouth as fast as he could thrust. I told him she was fair game and to get in there. My daughter was still fucking and sucking next to me. I decided the hell with it. I waited until the guy in her pussy came and then I pushed my way in. While her head was turned to the side sucking some cock I crawled up onto her and slid my cock into her. I could feel the other cock in her ass sliding in and out. I never imagined how good that would feel. Besides the thought of being inside my daughters pussy. I leaned forward and took my daughters cum covered tit into my mouth. The urge was too great not to. I used my tongue and tweaked her nipple around in my mouth. I kept thrusting as deep as I could every time. My daughter took a load in her mouth from the last cock and turned to face me. She smiled with cum coming down her cheek and said, “Took you long enough.” Holy shit she knew I was here the whole time. She asked if mom knew. I pointed over to her friend still going down on her mouther while she was fucking and sucking. Her jaw dropped. She clearly only saw me and had no idea she was here. She said out loud, “What a slut mom, nice.” She watched her mother getting used while I kept fucking away at her. I could see her in pure pleasure. Along with the feeling of her being double penetrated I started to cum. I thrust the deepest I have ever in my life. I pulled out of her and watched as I added even more cum to her shaved pussy as it dripped out of her. She said watch this.

She stood up and slid the other cock out of her ass. She walked over to her mouther. She waited until a guy fucking her mouth had finished. When he pulled out she straddled over her mom’s face and said, “lick dads cum from your daughter’s pussy” and pushed her mom’s face into her pussy. She pushed her tongue deep into her pussy. My sister’s friend sat up to watch the show. My neighbor took her place and slid his cock into my wife’s pussy for the first time. Out of the corner of her eye I could see that she saw him. She looked like such a slut. I could tell she was cumming at one point. I wonder what number that was for the night.

Eventually the crowd thinned out and my wife and daughter were done and satisfied. I watched my daughter and her friend collect their cloths and get dressed. Their cloths were stuck to their bodies from all the cum. I helped my wife get dressed as well. We all walked back to the cars together. I asked my daughter how long she had done this and she said she started it the day she turned 18 a couple months ago. Her boyfriend at the time convinced her to try it. She said the first time he setup several of his friends to gangbang her. She said that he brought 4-5 friends with him and they all took turns with her. At one point she said that he left but other strangers kept showing up. She said that she just couldn’t get enough and fell in love with it. She said she must have had at least 8 or 9 cocks inside her that night. Since then she’s been coming out every weekend. She even told a couple of her close friends about it and a couple have joined her. She said that even the neighbors daughter came out once but then she found out her dad went sometimes and got scared and didn’t come anymore.

What a night of fun. I couldn’t fuck anymore but I was still turned on with what had happened tonight. My wife and daughter were both cum sluts. I can’t wait for what’s to come.

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Chooks Mum.

Chook and I had been best mates for as long as I can remember and our mums treated us like a part of the family so we felt right at home in each others houses.

We had played a lot of sex games with the locals girls but Chook was still a virgin and I had tried to have sex twice but couldn’t get it in all the way, i didn’t get to come as my girlfriend was a virgin and I had hurt her trying to break her hymen so we never completed the act … I guess technically I wasn’t a virgin but in reality sure felt like one.

Chook and I had gone to state school together and after school had the habit of flopping down at the base of the breakfast bar at chooks place leaning on our school bags while enjoying a snack and talking about the days events.

Our mums both knew we would be together at either his house or mine and would be having dinner there so they never worried about us.

Chooks mum Pam was a petite lady that never said a bad word about anyone, everyone liked her and she kept fit enjoying tennis and netball and although she dressed rather modestly she seemed to have a fairly decent body and a face to match but was not the sort of woman my feverish young mind thought of as sexy.

Chooks dad Ben was a huge bear of a man that rarely spoke and even then seemed to grunt more than actually say words, he was a man of habit and although I didn’t know it at the time he expected his wife to be freshly showered and naked when he arrived home at 3:55 from his job at the local sawmill.

I had always taken it for granted that Pam would be having a shower when Chook and I arrived home then she and Ben would disappear into the bedroom for half an hour or so before they went to the shower together.

When Chook and I hit high school we went to different schools but I would still flop at the breakfast bar for half an hour until Chook arrived home around 4:00.

One afternoon as I was leaning on my bag the phone rang and Pam raced from the shower to answer it leaning across me to reach the phone and talking for a few minutes, the towel she had wrapped around her had opened slightly allowing me a close up view of her hairy pussy and I could smell the fresh soap with a hint of her womanly scent.

To say I was stunned was an understatement as it was the first time I had ever seen a fair dinkum real woman’s pussy and I had developed a rock hard boner making a tent in the front of my shorts.

Time seemed to slow down as I stared at the pink slit borrowing its was through the dense black curly hairs of her womanhood, I was still staring open mouthed as the phone call ended and she stepped back noticing the tented front of my shorts and realised what must have happened.

She laughed and poked my erection with her foot exclaiming “looks like someone got an eyeful !” but that one touch was enough to push me over the edge and a large wet stain slowly spread over the front of my shorts as I came in my pants.

My face glowed bright red with embarrassment as she stared in shock at the spreading wet spot but she then started apologising profusely before grabbing me by the hand saying “we better get this cleaned up before the others arrive home”.

She quickly dragged me into the bathroom and pulled my shorts and underwear down while running warm water over a wash cloth, I stepped out of them as she kneeled on one knee in front Escort of me taking my semi soft dick in her hand and washing the cum from my groin.

The towel had once again parted giving me a clear view of her pussy and with her face only inches away from the hand wrapped around my prick I instantly hardened again with a low groan escaping my lips.

As she felt me stiffen Pam stopped her wiping and looked up at my anguished face with a range of emotions crossing her eyes, I started to throb in her hand as I ached for release then a strange look crossed her face and she stated “we better make this quick” and laid back on the tiles pulling me down by the penis.

I lost balance and fell forward between her outstretched legs with Pam guiding my circumcised head straight between the lips of her sex, she wrapped her legs around my bum and pulled me towards her and although I could feel the warmth of her smooth inner lips surround the engorged head of my prick she was still dry so she wet her fingers and slid them inside her before pulling me tight again.

This time I felt myself slide in with the smooth fleshy feeling taking me over the edge again before I had even got all the way in …
The feeling was incredible as I started pounding away totally lost in my orgasm while Pam positively purred with pleasure in the act of giving.

I spurted and spurted in a seemingly never ending wave of cum soaked pleasure before finally laying still soaking up the warmth of her insides and feeling the smooth nakedness of our bare skin together.

I think Pam finally realised what she had just done said “oh my god, what have I done” and started pleading “you can’t tell anyone about this” … “promise me”… “promise me”.

In a rare moment of future thinking I exclaimed “don’t worry, I wouldn’t want to destroy any chance of this happening again !!”

Pam was about to speak when we heard Bens car pull into the driveway and we both jumped up quickly, She grabbed a clean dry pair of her knickers off the towel rail telling me to put them on while she fished out a dirty pair of Chooks shorts from the washing basket for me to wear then as she headed for the bedroom said “we’ll talk tomorrow”.

I quickly dressed and flushed the toilet before heading to the breakfast bar to wait for Chook and for the first time heard Pam moaning and groaning in the bedroom.

Chook arrived home then a bit later then as Pam and Ben headed for the bathroom Pam beamed a big smile at me from her flushed and sweaty face, I wasn’t sure what tomorrow would bring.

A short while later after a kick of the footy I headed home as the feeling of Pams satin feel panties was making me hard again, as I walked along the thought of my penis being close to where her pussy had been along with the satin sliding over the head of my dick had me close to orgasm again, I managed to hold on until my bedroom but as soon as I pulled my shorts off I lost it and shot another wad off into Pams panties before I could get them down.
Twice more that night I jerked off into the panties before I could get to sleep.

All the next day my dick alternated between being hard as a rock with lust and trying to hide in my guts in fear and I nearly didn’t go to Chooks but thought it would be a bit unusual if I didn’t so for Pams sake I hesitantly made my way over to find Pam waiting for me, I handed Escort Bayan her Chooks dirty shorts and she gave me back my freshly washed shorts and underwear then I embarrassedly admitted I couldn’t bring her panties back as I had made a bit of a mess in them on the way home.

She laughed and the ice seemed to break and we chatted like always.

I asked her whether Ben had found out as I had heard the unusual moaning and groaning yesterday and she had explained that Ben was very big and as he didn’t go in for foreplay it was not usually pleasurable for the first few minutes of their sex and he usually came just as it started getting nice for her but with my cum lubricating her right from the start she had been very excited from our little session and had one of her rare orgasms.

She went on to say that she had no intention of letting me do it again with all the danger and all but after having the orgasm and Ben saying “that was awesome, whatever your doing keep it up! “ she was now in two minds about it.
She was worried that I might blurt it out to one of my friends but I reassured her again that I would do nothing that would jeopardise my chance of getting with her again.

I asked her if it was normal for my balls to hurt so much after sex and she laughed and said “I bet you’ve been horny all day haven’t you” and went on to explain about Blue Balls, then she said the words I desperately wanted to hear “well come on then, we better fix that” and took me into the lounge laying back in one of the chairs with her legs draped over each side.

She asked me to give her a little lick to get her wet before slipping my dick in as we only had five minutes, I was a bit hesitant at first but found the taste and the smell very nice and after a couple of deep licks was hard with lust and before she had a chance to say anything got up and slipped my stiffie in right to the hilt first go and started pounding away like mad.

I came straight away and kept going slow enjoying the feeling then stiffened again and picked up the pace and only about two minutes later came again, Pam was amazed, shaking her head and laughing exclaiming “you boys sure don’t take long to recover” then held me still as I started to soften in her warm embrace until Ben arrived, I quickly pulled up my shorts and Pam headed for the bedroom.

Once again I listened to the moans and groans as Pam had an earth shattering Orgasm impaled on Bens huge member with a bit of help from little old me.

Over the next year we continued our tryst most weekday afternoons with it usually just being a cum dump, she seemed to gain a great amount of pleasure from just pleasing me and would tussle my hair afterwards saying something like “did you enjoy that”, “good boy” “bet your glad to get that off your mind’ etc etc.
Sometimes while she was preparing a meal I would just lubricate my prick and lift her towel and slide it in from behind and other times she would bend over the chair or lay back in the chair while I had my way inside her.

Occasionally we would have a proper session where she would teach me what she liked and how to last longer, I really enjoyed those times and even made her cum quite a few times.

One afternoon as she was peeling some spuds behind the breakfast bar I slipped around on the floor in front of her and started licking her pussy, all of a sudden one Bayan Escort of the tennis ladies poked her head through the open rear door and seeing Pam preparing dinner, walked up and started chatting to her not knowing that I was under Pams towel on the other side of the bar.

As I couldn’t be seen I mischievously started licking her again and then knowing how much she liked it started sucking on her clit like giving a blow job to a tiny penis.
Pam was getting really wet and fidgeting as she tried to keep a calm voice while I ran my tongue around and around her clit, she was hopping from one foot to the other, I thought I had gone too far when the other lady asked “are you alright” but Pam replied “I’m just dying to go to the toilet and Ben will be home soon, do you mind if we chat later?”
The lady had barely cleared the door before Pam squatted down pulling my shorts down and impaling herself on my rampant prick saying “don’t …you … ever … do … that … again” as she rubbed back and forth in a huge orgasm with me joining her a split second later.
Another memorable time was when I was staying over and Pam had fallen asleep on the lounge, my usual bed.
Chook and Ben had gone to bed with Ben giving Pam a shake before heading to bed, I slipped down behind her on the lounge spooning her under the blanket and giving her a nudge but she dozed off again so I slipped my prick out of the leg of my shorts and started rubbing it against her bum crack until I got pretty close to cumming, bugger it I thought and wet the red throbbing head of my prick and lifted her light summer dress up at the back, moved her panties to one side and slowly inserted myself in her.

I slowly moved in and out until I was all the way in and a short time later had a gentle orgasm and stopped to soak in the warm feeling, I was soon hard again and kept up a nice slow pace really enjoying a long lasting fuck for a change.

Pam whispered “that’s nice” shortly before I came again so I stayed in and kept sliding my semi hard dick in and out for several minutes until once again I got stiff and picked up the pace and this time Pam came twice before I climaxed again.

The next thing I knew was it was morning and I was still inside her with a morning woody, Pam was still asleep as I started sliding in and out and soon Pam was moaning softly and pushing slowly back on me enjoying it as much as I was.

I came gently but Pam kept me inside and slowed her movements waiting for me to get hard again but suddenly Ben walked out of the bedroom and walked up to us, I just closed my eyes and waited for the pain, Ben ripped the blanket off us saying “get up sleepy head”, I felt Pam stiffen and clamp down on my rapidly softening prick but amazingly we were still dressed as far as he could see and didn’t notice anything and headed off to put the Jug on.

Pam sat up and pulled the blanket over me but she needn’t have worried as my shrinking dick had exited back up the leg of my shorts anyway.
She was still rubbing her eyes when Ben walked back in, Pam said “why didn’t you wake me”, Ben replied “I did” and I hastily added that I had also given her a nudge before falling asleep myself.

Later on Pam spoke to me saying “I thought we agreed that it would only happen before Ben got home in the afternoons” and was mad at me all week saying she felt she had done the wrong thing by Ben.
Women!! Who can understand them ??

Things quietened down a bit after that with both of us not as keen to keep up the frequency and a few months later stopped altogether.

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