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FUN WITH VIDEO PORN

by aliveinpr

My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Read and enjoy

“Oh, my god,” I thought out loud, “That is so fucking hot!” Here I was at my computer watching porn. Not just any porn, but a woman being double penetrated by two men. What made it so hot, was the woman was the spiting image of my wife.

I had to save this one so I began a download onto my flash drive. While I was waiting for the download to finish, I heard, “What are you watching.” Being in the middle of the download, I couldn’t shut down the computer.

It was my wife, she was now standing behind me watching the video.

Judy said, “Why are you watching that?”

I answered, “What do you see in this video?”

Judy said, “A girl being fucked by two men. It’s obvious, you see the same thing.”

I said, “Look closely at the woman.”

Judy stood quiet for a second and then I heard, “Oh, my god. She looks like me!” She stayed watching for a couple of minutes and then ran from the room.

The download finished and I went to see where Judy went. She was in the kitchen and I think in that short time, she was on her second glass of wine.

She looked at me and asked, “How did you find that video?”

I said, “I was just surfing the web and saw what I thought was you. I had to watch it. It was so hot, I downloaded the video to watch later.” I looked at her flushed face and asked, “Was that you, or do you have a twin sister?”

Judy said, “No, I could never do that. Not in front of a camera even with one man. And you know I don’t have a sister.”

She poured another glass of wine and went into the living room to watch the news or some other program on the TV. I grabbed a beer and joined her on the couch. As I was drinking the beer, I softly rubbed her thigh and she didn’t pull away. Judy was very quiet while we sat there. When the program finished, she got up and said she was heading off to bed.

Judy and I have been married for over fifteen years. We have had a full and happy marriage. Our sex life has been good producing two beautiful daughters. We did like to experiment with sex. Positions, toys, story telling in bed and even anal. She didn’t watch porn very often, but didn’t object to me watching some times. We made love at least two nights a week and we both had super climaxes.

I heard the shower stop and I knew Judy was going to be in bed in a short time. I turned off the TV, made sure lights were out and the doors were locked. I knew Judy checked earlier, but I also checked on the girls before heading to bed. I was now in the bedroom and undressing. I usually slept nude, so I got under the covers and snuggled up to Judy. Tonight, she was nude also so I began to ‘spoon’ her.

My cock was becoming erect and pressing into the crack of her ass. I heard her begin to breath heavily when my arm reached over and I began to caress her breasts. With a slight moan, Judy lifted a leg allowing my cock to reach further toward her pussy. She reached down and grabbed my cock and rubbed it up and down her hot, wet pussy lips.

The next thing I heard was Judy saying, “Eat me, lick my pussy.”

I turned her over, spread her legs apart and placed my face close to her labia. I began to run my tongue around her lips and at the same time my nose was rubbing her clit which was not yet erect from its folded shield. As I worked my tongue, I began to penetrate her vagina and swirl my tongue around the inner membranes causing her legs to shake and spasm. It wasn’t long when she threw her head back, her back arched upward and she pushed her pussy into my face. She had a very powerful orgasm. She kept holding my head in place as I continued to get my tongue further into her canal. It wasn’t long before she had a second uncontrollable quivering orgasm. Her vaginal secretions were now flowing into my mouth and I was having an adrenalin rush.

The next thing I heard, “Fuck me hard, Fuck your cock deep into me.”

Slowly, I licked and kissed my way up her body, licked both breasts and then continued to her mouth. I was now in position where my cock was rubbing against her pussy lips. As we were kissing, Judy reached down and guided my cock to the goal she wanted. I eased into her and sensed she was wanting more and fast. Her hips kept thrusting against my pubic bone. Her deliberate move caused my penis to penetrate further. When I felt resistance, I knew I was pushing against the cervix. Judy continued thrusting trying to get more of me into her.

Judy began screaming, “HARDER, HARDER, FUCK me deeper. FUCK ME, FUCK ME.”

Looking at her face, I saw the landscape of ultimate bliss. She was having another or a continuous orgasm. I slowed my thrusting which allowed her to calm. I watched as her lips curled to a grin and then she said, “Put your finger in my ass.”

Anal was nothing new to us so I licked my finger and put a bit of spit on it. I reached behind her and began to work my finger into her tight rectum. Judy then began to moan and groan. I got my finger all the way into her when she started to thrust forward again. She was beginning another ecstatic orgasm. Judy then said, “See how many fingers you can get into me.”

I then pulled out slightly and added another finger. She was breathing heavier now and then said, “More, get more fingers in me.”

When I had three fingers fully inserted into her rectum, she moaned and groaned as she gyrated her hips against my fingers. She then spasmed and another orgasm rifled through her body.

That’s all it took for me as my balls were ready to explode. My seed started to surge through my body on the way to her womb. I erupted in a hot flow of man juice flooding and mixing with her own emissions. Judy wrapped her arms and legs around me in what seemed as a death hug. Both of our bodies were spamming. We were both moaning and groaning with lust, passion and sexual desire.

We lay quiet, my cock still hard and residing in her sheath. As my cock was softening, her vaginal walls contracted and squeezed my cock not wanting it to leave. When she couldn’t hold me any longer, I slipped out along with copious amounts of cum following my cock.

Judy’s eyes were closed, but she had a grin on her face and she seemed to have a radiant glow. Her eyes opened and she said, “I love you so much. I hope nothing ever comes between us.”

I replied, “I love you too. Nothing could ever come between us, we will be together always.”

After we basked in the calming afterglow, I said, “You were thinking about that video, weren’t you?”

Judy admitted that the video with two men fucking that woman was a turn on. She had fantasied of being double penetrated as we were making love.

I didn’t say anything else. We cuddled for a long time and then I said, “I love you more than you know. Your fantasy does not affect my love for you.” We then fell asleep in each others arms.

When I woke, I smelled coffee coming from the kitchen. I put on a robe and went to have a cup of fresh brewed coffee. I greeted, hugged and kissed my daughters and then gave Judy a long sensual kiss as I held her body close to me. After my coffee, we all watched the news and weather for the day. Not seeing rain in the near forecast, I went to get a shower before a light breakfast and off to work.

Judy would drop the girls off at school. They had after school activities so that meant that I would pick them up on my way home.

I took my flash drive with me to work and when everyone was off to lunch, I put it in my computer and watched the movie, in total for the first time. I got so turned on. The woman looked so much like Judy, my cock was hard as a rock and I began to wish I was watching her with two other men. I watched the video once more and again envisioned Judy being fucked my other men. Seeing other men entering her pussy or ass with hard cocks was beginning to occupy my brain. The rest of the day was very unproductive as far as my normal work load was concerned. I unplugged the flash drive and slipped into my pocket before leaving to pick up the girls.

I stopped and picked up a bottle of wine for after dinner. The girls wanted a treat too, so I got some root beer and ice-cream for them. It was Friday night so they could stay up a bit longer than usual. We normally got together as a family on Friday Escort nights to watch movies. Pop corn and root beer floats sounded good even to me.

Judy and the girls picked out a movie to watch and I quickly cleaned up the kitchen. Judy came into the kitchen and poured another glass of wine, looked at me and gave me a very long sensual kiss. She said, “I want to make love to you like last night.”

After the movie, the girls helped clean up the glasses and pop corn bowl. We saw them off to bed and returned to the living room for some quiet time as we watched the news. Around eleven, Judy announced that the girls should be asleep now and she was going to go to bed.

We both looked in on the girls and then retreated to the bedroom. I pulled my laptop close to the bed and plugged in the flash drive. Judy seemed to be hypnotized watching the video.

I watched her and saw the arousal growing. She pressed her nakedness against me. She reached and slowly began to pump my cock as I heard several sighs and moans emanate from her half open mouth. I knew she was imagining two men fucking her ass and pussy at the same time. I then asked her, “Who would you like me to ask to help me fuck you like that?”

Her head jerked toward me, her eyes wide and she just stared with her mouth half open. Judy then asked, “What do you mean? Would you want me to be fucked by you and another man?”

I just said, “Yes, I have thought about it all day with a hard cock. I really want to have another man help me fuck you, just like this video.”

Judy said, “I don’t think I could do that, but it is a juicy fantasy. I thought about it too today, wondering what it would feel like to have two cocks in me at the same time. I even talked to Susie and asked her if she ever saw a porn video of double penetration. She had but would like to see it. Leave the flash drive plugged onto the computer so I can show her Monday when they are back from their trip.”

I pressed replay and as the video was playing, we began to make wild love again. Judy jumped out of bed and got her dildo, got back into bed and pushed the dildo into her pussy and told me to fuck her in the ass. After several wild and extremely satisfying orgasms, Judy then told me that she enjoyed the feeling, but still wondered if it would be the same with two real cocks.

She had her legs spread wide pumping her dildo into her pussy as I loaded the flash drive onto the desk top computer for her.

Saturday and Sunday nights, Judy and I watched the video again and again we had wild uncontrollable sex, not love but raw sex. Our sex life has now picked up to two long cum shattering sessions a night after the girls were asleep. Now we have included the dildo regularly for double penetration.

All day at work Monday, my mind envisioned Judy’s orgasms while she was being double penetrated and I wondered who we could find to be the second man. Just watching the expression on her face with my cock in her ass and the dildo in her pussy. Who would Judy be comfortable with as a sexual partner. The more I thought about the prospect, the harder my cock got. My pants were being strained as I drove home that evening.

Judy flew into my arms as I walked in the door. She planted a very wet, long kisses on my lips and rubbed her groin against my straining cock. As the girls were already eating in the kitchen, they didn’t see mommy and daddy groping each other just inside the front door. Judy said that she had a lot to tell me, but she had to wait until the girls were asleep.

Judy and I had a nice meal as the girls were finishing. The girls were being real sweethearts as they washed and put away their own dishes. Judy finished and was helping the girls bathe and get into bed.

With the girls in bed, Judy and I watched some news, waiting for the girls to fall asleep. We then went into the bedroom, quickly undressed and jumped into our bed. Judy said, “Susie watched the video. She also thought the woman was me and asked how I got away with making a porno without you knowing.”

I laughed and asked, “Did you tell her that I was the camera man?”

Judy then laughed and said, “I wouldn’t put it past you to film your wife being fucked by two men.”

I rubbed my chin and said, “That sounds like fun, maybe we should do that. I have a nice video camera and I can edit a very nice porn DVD for us.”

Judy then said, “Get serious. Back to Susie. She tried to hide her reaction from me, but I know she had a quiet orgasm watching the video. She was rocking a lot in the chair and the cushion had a large wet spot when she left. I’ll bet she will discuss the video with Allen tonight.”

Judy told me that she watched the video a couple more times during the day and masturbated having two rapturous orgasms. I reached between her legs and felt that she was still quite wet.

Again, that night we rocked the world of sexual bliss twice. The second time I kept telling her how she would look with two cocks pumping into her, one in her pussy and the other in her ass. I described their genitals buried deep inside her, but this time I never mentioned that I was one of those men. Her cunt oozed sweet juices along with my cum as she listened to my story. As she began to nod off to sleep, I noticed that her fingers were still in her pussy.

Saturday and Sunday nights were repeats. I kept talking about her having two cocks in her pussy and ass, the two constantly changing from ass to pussy for many hours. By Monday morning, Judy and I were fucked out, but walking on clouds.

I was trying to get work done, but my mind kept lapsing back to the video. I was in a deep trance when the phone rang. I answered and it was Allen.

“What’s up Allen?” I asked. Allen said, “Susie told me about a video you had that involved DP. I don’t know what she was so excited about, we’ve seen porn with DP before. What’s so special?”

I told him that he had to see it to believe it. He kept asking why Susie got so hot from the video. He said, “She actually raped me last night she was so hot.” I told Allen to come over tonight and I would show him the video and then he would understand.

I called Judy and told her that we were going to have company tonight and to chill some wine and be sure we had some beer. I wasn’t sure if Susie would be coming, but Allen was going to come over to see the video.

Judy said, “I think I will hide when Allen comes over, I don’t think I could face him to see a ‘double’ of me getting fucked.”

I said, “Judy, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. I’m sure Allen has had fantasies of fucking you, so this would spur his mental image of what you would look like getting fucked.”

Judy said, “I’ve thought about him too, but this is just too weird.”

“Judy,” I said, “Let him get his kicks. I bet he goes home and fucks Susie three times.”

After dinner, the door bell rang and Allen was at the door with Susie. Hugs and kisses were exchanged as they entered. Allen said that even Susie wouldn’t tell him what was so special about the video I had. I let him know that he was in for a treat.

The girls went into the kitchen and poured their wine, got two beers from the fridge and came into the living room. We did some general chat and then it was time to put the girls to bed. Judy returned to the living room and made sure the wine was refilled and got two more beers for Allen and me.

When we felt the girls were asleep, we all went into the den. I turned on the computer and apologized that my monitor was only 23″, so we had to sit close together to watch.

Five minutes into the video, Allen said, “Oh, God, Judy, when did you do this video and was Russ there? Did he know his beautiful wife was getting fucked by two guys?”

Judy started laughing and said, “No, Allen, Russ didn’t know I was fucking two guys. In fact, that isn’t me, but somewhere in this world I have a double.”

We continued watching and both Judy and Susie were intent on watching and Susie was now rubbing Allens crotch. It was obvious his cock was hard as a rock. Judy leaned to my ear and said, “You’re right, they are going to fuck each other silly tonight.”

The video finished and Allen said, “My God Judy, you have such a beautiful body, I wish I was one of those guys fucking you.” Susie smacked his arm, gave him a dirty look and announced that with that comment, they were going home.

Again, Escort Bayan Judy and I made very passionate love, filling her pussy twice and then once in the ass as we DP’d with the dildo. We calmed for about 10 minutes when I said, “Judy, could you imagine Allen and I double fucking you?” Judy answered, “I hadn’t thought about it, but now that you brought it up, that would be interesting.”

I said, “Judy, why don’t you tell Susie about that thought. I think as hot as she was tonight, she probably would enjoy watching you being DP’d by us. It seemed to be on Allens mind from his comment.”

Judy didn’t answer right away, then said, “I don’t know. Susie and I have been friends for a long time. I don’t want to ruin a good friendship.”

I took Judy’s hand and placed it on my hard cock. She then got up and straddled me and guided my cock into her pussy as she dropped hard on me. That was our fourth fuck that night. I hastened her orgasm by telling her about what it would be like with Allen fucking her pussy while I was fucking her ass. Her eyes were glassy staring into my eyes. Her legs began to spasm and she humped up and down on my cock. Her mouth opened slightly as she began to make guttural noises as her head jerked backward and she stopped her fucking motion with my cock buried deep in her pussy. She went into euphoric ecstasy as her orgasm hit. I felt her vaginal muscles squeezing my cock like a vise. That did it, I began to pulse and pushed hard against her. My cock began to throb as I pumped more cum into her womb.

She fell onto my chest and fell asleep with my cock still immersed inside her. I too fell asleep for a short time and then rolled to the side and we were still connected. We sleep soundly that way for some time. I woke with Judy working my cock hard in her mouth. She refused to let go until I filled her throat with my cum. She looked up at me with a big smile and said, “Coffee’s ready.”

I went into the kitchen and both girls had eaten and were ready for school. We kissed them good bye and sat down to a hot cup of coffee.

The radio was on as we listened to the morning news and weather. Then Judy asked, “Would it ruin our marriage?”

I asked, “What are you asking?”

She said, “If you and Allen fucked me. What would it do to our marriage and what would it do to my friendship with Susie?”

I told her that our marriage was solid. We loved each other and I for one would never leave her. We would be together and there would be no cheating involved. It would only be fucking, nothing involving love. I also didn’t think it would cause a riff between her and Susie, especially if Susie was right there with her husband.

She was very quiet then and gave me a nice kiss as I left for work. Again, I had enough on my mind to keep me from my work. I knew from Allen’s comment about the video, he wanted to fuck Judy, he wanted his cock deep in her pussy or ass. My mind was interrupted when the phone rang. It was Allen.

“Hey,” Allen said, “I hope I didn’t upset you from what I said last night. Susie gave me hell. She said I should have kept quiet. I’m sorry if I offended either of you.”

“Allen,” I said, “you didn’t offend anyone. Judy is now thinking of you and me DP’ing her, but doesn’t want to hurt Susie and ruin their friendship.”

I then asked him, “Did you and Susie have a good night after you left?”

“Hell yes.” He said, “That’s why she wanted to leave so soon. She was almost naked before we got in the house. I didn’t have to fuck her, she fucked me. Oh, and did she ever fuck me… three times. She was fascinated imagining that was Judy in the video.”

I asked, “Be honest with me. Would you like to fuck Judy, the both of us double up on her?”

“Oh, God, yes.” Allen said. “I would love to pump my cum deep into her pussy.”

“That would be hot.” I said. “When Judy and I talk about double fucking, I will keep using your name.”

I then asked, “What about Susie? Would she allow you to fuck another woman, especially her friend?”

He said, “Last night when she was fucking me, she sort of hinted that she would like to see me fuck another woman. She didn’t specifically mention Judy, but the intent seemed to be there.”

When I got home, Judy was in a super mood with a bubbly attitude. She told me how she watched a movie with the girls when they got home from school and now they were ready for dinner with us. We ate as a family and much of the conversation was around the animated movie they watched.

With dinner finished, Judy took the girls for their bath as I cleaned up the kitchen. With a beer in hand, I retired to the den and turned on the computer to search.

Judy joined me after she got the girls off to bed. She wanted to see what other DP porn there was. We watched two more 10 minute DP videos and Judy said, “Nothing as hot as the one we downloaded, the one that looked like me.” I agreed with her and pulled her into my lap and we began sensual kissing.

I asked her, “How would feel having two cocks in you at the same time. Maybe Allen’s and my cock filling your pussy and ass?”

Judy said, “I haven’t done anything all day thinking about the feeling of double penetration. Susie visited and we both discussed how hot the video was. We watched it again and Susie had her pants open and was fingering her self right in front of me. I pulled my pants down and did the same. I really want to do that.”

I asked her what she and Susie discussed and she said, “Susie said that she would like to watch me and that she wants to do it too.”

I then asked, “Do you want to feel Allen’s cum pumped deep into your womb?” Her eyes got big and she said, “Oh, God, yes. Let’s go to bed, I want to be fucked.”

Every time I thrust hard in her pussy, I asked her how Allen’s cock felt and the answer I kept getting, “YES, YES, fuck me deeper, FUCK ME HARD, CUM IN MY PUSSY. FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM.” And then she had hard trembling, quivering convulsions as her orgasm took control of her body.

After the kids left for school, I told Judy that it was up to her and Susie to make all the plans for her double penetration. I said, “Be sure Susie would be OK with Allen fucking you.” She rubbed my crotch and gave me a long loving kiss good bye. I knew it would be another unproductive day at work.

Again I got a call from Allen. Allen told me that Susie called him and she was going over to see Judy. They were going to plan a double penetration and he said, “Susie told me that I was going to help you fuck Judy. She had no reservations, just that she told me… no ordered me, to fuck Judy.”

The girls were put to bed and Judy gave me a smile and wicked look saying, “Susie and I have plans for Friday night.” I pulled her to me and said, “I can’t wait to see Allen pumping his cum deep in your womb.”

Needless to say, we fucked long and hard…real lustful sex for three hours. Judy wouldn’t tell me what they planned, but only said that she got Allen and me some 100 mg Viagra pills.

Friday, finally. I thought that Viagra was not necessary as I had been hard all day at work.

I walked into the house and Judy met me with a kiss and wearing a sheer black teddy. She could have been nude as I could see her shapely body through the teddy. There was beer and wine in the kitchen and she ordered me to hit the shower and wear only my robe. She said, “The girls are spending the weekend with Grandma. When your shower is over, dinner will be ready. Hurry baby.” She handed me a blue pill.

With the girls gone for the weekend, I wondered what Judy and Susie were planning for all that time. I jumped into the shower for a quick clean, making sure my cock was ‘squeaky’ clean. Downed the pill before going to the kitchen.

Me in my robe, and Judy in her teddy, we ate dinner and then cleaned the kitchen together. Judy kept ‘accidently’ bumping her hand into my hard erection obviously tenting my robe. Judy had me open a bottle of red wine to breathe while waiting for Susie and Allen.

As we waited, Judy asked, “Will you be upset to see Allen fucking me?”

I answered, “No, in fact I am looking forward to seeing Allen pounding your pussy. I’ve been thinking about it for a long time now.”

Judy squeezed my hand and made a purring sound as her lips curled in a smile. Judy told me not to drink too much as the instructions for Viagra Bayan Escort recommended modest alcohol consumption. My mind was now thinking that I wanted to be fairly sober to remember the events of the weekend, so moderate drinking was in order.

The door bell rang and Judy ran to the door. Both Allen and Susie were wearing overcoats. Once the door was closed, Judy took their overcoats from them and I knew that this weekend was going to be fun. Allen was wearing a robe like mine, and Susie was wearing a red sheer teddy similar to Judy’s. I always envisioned what Susie would look like naked and with that teddy, the real nakedness was better than my fantasies.

As Judy and Susie were getting their wine glasses filled, Allen and I opened our beers and we all congregated to the living room. Before Allen and I could sit, the girls were immediately on their knees. Susie in front of me and Judy in front of Allen. They opened our robes and took our cocks in their mouths. Susie saw my cock for the first time and Judy saw Allens cock for the first time.

They sensed when we were ready to cum and pulled our cocks out of their throats telling us that all ejaculations were meant for Judy’s pussy and ass. It wasn’t long before we all retired to the master bed room where Allen and my robes were taken from us.

Judy gave me a devilish smile, stripped off her teddy and climbed onto the bed spreading her legs wide. Judy said, “Allen, eat me. Your cock will be the first in my pussy.”

I watched as Allen placed his tongue and lips on Judy’s pussy. Susie then took my hand and whispered, “He does that well, that is hot to see my husband with another woman, especially Judy.”

Susie now had my cock in her other hand as she said, “I can’t wait to see my husband fucking your wife.” My cock was as hard as a rock because I also wanted to watch him fuck her. I began to rub Susie’s pussy, she was so wet her juices were running down her legs.

Judy sounded like a banshee as her first orgasm hit. She was convulsing with her pussy pumping into Allens face. She then began to scream, “NOW, NOW, GET YOUR COCK IN ME. FUCK ME HARD, FUCK ME.

Allen lay on his back and pulled Judy onto his cock. Judy was still in her sexual arousal as she laid forward onto Allens chest. She reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart exposing her rectal passage and yelled, “FUCK MY ASS, I WANT COCK IN MY ASS TOO. FUCK ME.”

I climbed onto the bed and as I got close to Judy’s ass, I saw that she had sometime earlier smeared lube in and on her ass hole. My cock met no resistance as I plunged into her. Judy’s body was shuddering as she screamed, “YES, YES. FUCK ME DEEP, FUCK YOUR COCKS IN ME. SO GOOD, FUCK ME HARD.”

I don’t think her orgasm ever decreased, her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, her head buried hard in Allens chest, her hands clinching the sheets with vise grip strength. Allen and I had formed alternating deep stroking into her pussy and ass.

I looked to the side and saw Susie was now naked and was pumping her pussy with four fingers. Any more stimulation and she would be fisting herself. I could see her hand was glistening with her juices. Her eyes were glazed over as she watched her friend being fucked by her husband, penetrated in the pussy and ass at the same time.

The feeling of Allens cock rubbing against mine, separated only by a thin membrane was causing me to reach my own climax. Allen was groaning and I knew he was also ready. I saw Allens eyes widen as he was staring toward me. Then his eyes rolled up and I could feel his cock throb as I knew he was pumping his cum deep into my wife’s pussy. I wasn’t far behind when my cock erupted filling her ass with my own cum.

I began to understand why men liked Viagra. I just shot more cum into Judy’s ass than ever and I was still hard. I pulled out with my cum following the withdrawal. I got off the bed and Allen, still imbedded in Judy, flipped over and slowly pulled his cock from her pussy. I saw his cum beginning to seep from her vagina when Allen buried his face back into her pussy.

Susie was now standing behind me, holding my cock and leaning to my ear saying, “I love that, he does that to me. I love the feel of his tongue in my pussy when it’s filled with mixed juices. He loves the taste.”

I felt my cock twitch as I watched Allen cleaning Judy’s pussy. At the same time, I saw Judy squirm and yell, “Oh, God. YES, EAT ME. CLEAN ME AND TONGUE FUCK ME. YES, DON’T STOP, LICK MY PUSSY.”

Allen throughly cleaned Judy’s pussy and sat up. Judy was now yelling, “FUCK ME, HURRY FUCK MY HOLES. I WANT MORE. FUCK ME, FUCK ME NOW.”

Allen got back on the bed, pulled Judy toward him and buried his cock in her ass and pulled her back to his chest. Now her pussy was exposed and I crawled between their legs and pushed my still hard cock into her. I felt her vaginal membrane pulsing around my cock. Again, Allen and I pumped in and out of the ass and pussy. I lay forward and began to suck Judy’s breasts as Judy was wailing with ecstasy as her body quivered.

I now saw Susie crawl onto the bed and lowered her pussy to Judy’s lips. To my knowledge, Judy has never had sex with a woman, but here she was suddenly extending her tongue into Susie’s pussy. Judy’s head was in the way for Allen to see the action, but he reached up and pushed his fingers in Susie’s ass. Susie moaned and groaned with pleasure as her own orgasm sent her into rapturous passion.

Allen and I again sent our seeds deep into Judy and we all laid still while Susie pulled away from the tongue and fingers. I saw the moisture glistening on her engorged labia from Judy’s tongue. Allen and I moved off the bed as Judy turned over, laid back and spread her legs allowing our cum and her vaginal juices to flow from her pussy and ass. Her eyes were closed, her mouth partially open as she kept saying, “Yes, Oh, so good, so good.” Then her hand went to her pussy and she inserted four fingers.

I went to the bed, climbed up and removed her fingers as I buried my face between her legs and just like Allen, I began to lick and suck the mixture from her vagina. Judy realized that it was now me cleaning her pussy. She thrust her pussy up into my face as she had yet another orgasm. With her reaction, I could see how Allen liked cleaning fresh fucked pussy.

We all decided to rest and I was impressed that Allen and I still had erections. The girls refilled their glasses and sat lovingly stroking our cocks. Susie said, “That was so hot, I want you guys to take me next weekend. You still aren’t done with Judy yet, we still have two days.”

Susie was standing in front of me, spread her legs, lifted one leg up and guided my cock into her pussy. “I’ve wanted to feel your cock in me for over a year now. I want a sample.”

Judy then took Allen to the couch, bent over and guided his cock into her pussy.

After that quick fuck, we all returned to the bedroom.

The rest of the weekend, Allen and I took turns fucking Judy’s ass and pussy, throughly filling her with our male seeds. Copious amounts of cum and vaginal juices that Allen and I could not consume, soaked the sheets.

Her mons was reddened and swollen, but it didn’t seem to distract Judy for wanting more and she didn’t seem to have any pain. There was no stopping Judy’s raw emotions as her orgasms caused her body to spasm over and over with unsated lust, passion and sexual desire.

Sunday evening, I was totally spent, but mustered enough energy to pick up the girls from Grandma’s, get them home and into bed. Judy and I slept in each others arms all night and woke with smiles Monday morning.

The normal routine getting the girls fed and off to school that morning. Judy didn’t give me my usual passionate kiss before I left. Instead, she ground her pelvis hard into my groin, grabbed my ass and pulled me hard to her and tried to force her tongue down my throat.

Judy said, “I love you so much. Thank you for this weekend and allowing Allen to be our third. I enjoyed Allen’s cock, and I’m sure Susie will enjoy yours next weekend. It made me so hot to see your cock in her pussy.”

I told Judy, “Yes, it was hot to see you with Allen too. I want to see Allen fuck you on a regular basis.” With another deep kiss, I left and drove to the office.

Another unproductive week at the office. Just thinking of helping Allen double penetrating Susie next weekend as Judy watches.

not sure yet, but it was a treat to eat pussy that has been freshly fucked. It really turned Judy on, something new for both of us.

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TAPS

It was nearly 3 a.m. before we arrived at the United States Naval Base for basic training. The Company Commander boarded the bus screaming out orders and we were rushed off the bus and into formation. The cold temperature had caught me by complete surprise, because when I had left Pensacola the previous day the temperature was at least 93 degrees. Despite my Company Commander’s order to stand still and at attention, I found myself shivering uncontrollably. There I was, in a formation of about 70 men, and realized that I felt quite alone and cut off from the other men as we marched in step towards our new home.

My feeling of detachment was probably because I had never been so far from home. When we were finally allowed to go to bed, I began to feel a bit of panic creeping up on me. I was an 18-year-old momma’s boy who had no idea what to expect other than that the training would be rigorous and difficult to complete. Although we hardly spoke for the first couple of weeks, my bunk mate seemed to be pleasant, courteous, and quite easy on the eyes. I had guessed from his smooth deep tan and Latino accent that he was from Texas; I wasn’t too far off: He was from Oklahoma. We mostly communicated with a look or a nod and sometimes a grin. After we were familiar with our surroundings and felt more at ease with one another, Johnny and I began to get to know each other. It didn’t take long for us to discover that we were very much alike in regards to our likes, dislikes, and interests. We had even applied for admission to the same “A” School. We exchanged details of our history with each other. And so, throughout this course of time, we became the very best of friends. Hell, we were nearly inseparable. He and I helped each other through the grueling rigors of training, always making sure we both were inspection-ready.

During our fifth week, Johnny was called out of our classroom. He didn’t return to class. When I returned to the barracks, I found him sitting on the bottom bunk with his face buried in his hands, and I could tell that he had been crying. I sat down next to him, put my hand on his shoulder, and asked what was wrong. He sighed and told me that the base Chaplin had summoned him to his office. Johnny’s grandmother had died. Instinctively, without even thinking about it, I rubbed his back, wanting to comfort him. I told him that I was there if he needed anything. I wanted to hold him, but knew better. I had developed an extreme attraction to him, and anyone with eyes would probably say the same. He was hot as hell! He stood about 5‘11“, weighed about 115, had light brown hair, big blue eyes, pink lips, and a well-tanned and quite muscular body. I knew I had to be careful not to let anyone, especially Johnny, find out how I felt about him.

I had managed to keep my sexuality secret through high school and would just have to take the same precautions while in the navy. Of course, I realized that there were obstacles that I would have to avoid when it came to Johnny. He had a habit of making eye contact with me when we talked, and at times he would look at me and smile. I had the distinct impression that he wanted to kiss me. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, so I would quickly look away and keep talking. I just didn’t trust myself to keep staring into those gorgeous eyes of his. And speaking of obstacles, showers were extremely frustrating for me. Johnny always waited for me to go shower so he could tag along. So there we would be, in the shower together, and I would WILL myself not to look. I don’t know how I managed, but I avoided looking directly at his cock. I did, however, get a good look at his ass. Oh my god, it was just perfect! His distinct tan line made his white ass stand out, and I would hurry out of the shower before he could see that I had a hard on. There was a guy in our company named Jason who was obviously gay, and a lot of the guys would harass him. Even though Johnny never said anything about it, I knew he didn’t approve of the harassment. When the guys would start in on Jason, Johnny would just look away, and so did I. Seeing how they treated him was a reminder to me that I had to be careful, lest anyone find out about me.

Weeks passed and we were passing requirements with great strides, looking forward to graduation, though we dreaded going to separate commands. Johnny asked me numerous times to promise that I would write him. If he only Escort knew how I felt, he wouldn’t have felt it necessary to keep asking, because, truth be told, I was completely and hopelessly in love. The last week of boot camp came and went, and the day after graduation, to our great surprise, we learned that we had both been accepted to the Operation Specialist Training Command, which was a really big deal, since only 7 out of 100 applicants were accepted to the class. Two weeks later we arrived at the training center in Dam Neck, VA. I loved that we had two-man rooms. After sharing an open bay dormitory with more than 70 recruits, it was quite a relief to have the privacy of a two-man room. And to top it off, they let us pick our own roommates. Perfect! I didn’t mind at all that we had to share a common restroom and shower area with the rest of the residents on our floor. When we were alone in our room, we were able to be more ourselves. Having such privacy increased my opportunities to get a better look at Johnny’s body and I made good use of it! This caused my lust for him to build and heat to a boiling point, and my will power gradually ebbed away. There were times when Johnny behaved in a way that made me suspect that he was watching me as much as I was watching him. I knew our relationship was uncommonly close – closer than I ever thought possible. While it was obvious that he cared for me, I still had no idea how he felt about me sexually. He made a habit of sitting on my bed, leaning against me, and asking me to rub powder on his back. Obviously I didn’t mind any of those things.

Late one evening, something happened that changed our relationship forever. Our on-duty instructors always toured the halls immediately after taps. Johnny, knowing full well that the showers were off limits after taps, had waited until the very last minute to take a shower. I tried to convince him to wait until after the duty-officer’s tour of the hall was complete before he left the room, since we then wouldn’t see the duty officer again until muster the next morning. But that didn’t seem to faze Johnny in the least. He went right on to the shower. And sure enough – taps sounded over the loud speaker, “Taps Taps, lights out.” I was beginning to panic, because Johnny was still in the shower. I just knew he would get caught, and there wasn’t a thing I could do. So I turned off the lights and climbed into bed, covering my head with my blanket.

Moments later, the door opened and in walked Johnny. He closed the door behind him. His towel was wrapped tightly around his waist, which, of course, caught my eye. I peeked out from under the cover, trying not to be too obvious about it. The outside security light shined through the window softly, perfectly illuminating Johnny’s firm form. He was so fucking hot! I remained quite still as I watched him open his locker, and had no intention of looking away THIS time! He reached in his locker and removed a pair of underwear. To my disappointment, he put them on without removing his towel. Damn! I didn’t get to see a thing! I continued staring as Johnny applied deodorant, put on a t-shirt, and got into his bed. He curled up with his ass sticking out towards me. Oh, what a perfect ass. It was so full and so round. I lay there staring at that ass for what felt like an hour. When I was sure he had fallen asleep, I eased out of bed and quietly crawled over to his bed. I stopped with my head close to his lower back, so close I could smell the scent of soap on his freshly showered body. Very carefully I placed my palm on his ass and lightly caressed it. It was so smooth and so soft. My heart was pounding a mile a minute. I rubbed my thumb along his ass crack and could feel the heat when my hand passed over his asshole. I gently pushed his underwear deeper into his crack, because it gave me a better feel. The head of my dick was dripping wet with pre-cum and I could feel my juices building up and throbbing their way to the head of my dick. Without warning, Johnny rolled over onto his back and took a deep breath. Man, did I ever move back! Realizing that I was pushing my luck, I decided to stop. But just as I was about to get up, I saw the outline of his cock through his underwear. He still seemed to be sleeping soundly, so I eased my hand above his cock and slowly lowered it until it rested on his balls. For me, the sensation was simply unbelievable. I felt Johnny’s Escort Bayan dick growing larger and stiffer as I very lightly rubbed it. I felt an unusual sensation that I had never felt before. My ass was tingling as if it were anticipating penetration, and my cock was about to blow in my shorts. I figured I had taken enough chances and that I had better stop while I was ahead. Johnny took another deep breath, but still appeared to be asleep. But I dragged myself away from that sleeping god, gathered my shampoo, soap, and towel, and left the room as quietly as I could. When I entered the bathroom, I found it unoccupied, as it usually was after taps. I went in to the shower area, took off my clothes and began adjusting the water to my preferred temperature. As, I placed my head under the stream of water, I heard a noise elsewhere in the bathroom. Damn, I was sure I had been caught by the Duty Officer. I quickly rinsed off, but before I could get the water out of my eyes, the intruder spoke. It was Johnny, and he looked extremely pissed. I couldn’t speak. I just stood there looking at him, afraid that he was going to curse me for what I had just done back in our room. Finally he spoke, scorning me, “What the fuck do you call yourself doing?”

“What are you talking about?” I asked, afraid of hearing words I didn’t want to hear. He seemed even more pissed by my pretense of innocence.

He cleared his throat and walked up to me, and I honestly thought he was going to knock my head off my shoulders. He stopped less than a foot from my face, and continued: “What kind of shit was that you pulled in the room? What the fuck do you think you were doing, Gerald? I know you didn’t think that I was asleep. Why would you think that it was cool for you to put your hands all over me? Moreover, what makes you think you can put your hands all over another person’s body without their permission?”
OMG … my heart was going a mile a minute and my service career flew before my eyes. But then, to my great relief, Johnny’s tone seemed to change. “I’m not mad just confused. You got me all stirred up in there, and then left me with a hard on. You could have at least finished the job.” Then he smiled, that gorgeous smile of his, and I almost fainted. He stood with his lips very close to mine. “I started to say something to you in the room, but didn’t want scare you off. I wanted to see how far you would go. Hell, I was going to let you do whatever you wanted! I’m STILL going to give you what you want.” He put his hands on my shoulders and gently forced me to my knees. He stood in front of my face and pulled out his thick cock. “Suck it!” My heart practically stopped. I took hold of his dick, and for the first time ever, I had a dick in my mouth. I seemed to have slipped off into another world and I lost myself in the moment. “You like that, don’t you? You like that dick in your mouth.” Johnny backed up, withdrawing his dick from my mouth. “Get up and turn around. Face the wall. Go on, put your hands on the wall and spread your legs.” I obeyed his command. I could feel his presence behind me. He took hold of my ass cheeks and rubbed his dick against them. About a minute or two later I felt his dick going up and down along my crack, each time moving closer and closer to my asshole. He spread my ass further open, and the sensation was quite intense. It was strange but wonderful to feel his dick sliding along the inside of my crack and up against my virgin hole. I felt his dick press against my hole. I instinctively pushed my ass back to him and moved my hips “Have done this before,
Gerald?”

Trembling, I found my voice. “No, but it’s cool. I really want to.”

Johnny warned, “Don’t push back so hard. You might hurt yourself.” He paused for a couple seconds and then said, “I tell you what. Let’s go back to the room.”

We gathered my shower supplies and headed back to our room. After we were safely inside the privacy of our room, Johnny told me to lie down on my back. As I was lying down, I saw him removing some lotion from his locker. He walked up to me and told me to roll over on my belly, which I did. He got on top of my bed and kneeled between my legs, spreading apart my cheeks. I almost screamed, when, instead of his dick going into my ass, it was his tongue, and I thought I would die as his tongue licked around in circles. As he licked, I could barely breathe, and cum was leaking Bayan Escort from my dick. I moaned with pleasure. He backed away from my ass and started rubbing lotion around my asshole. He began slowly pushing his finger in and out of my hole. He went deeper and deeper with each stroke. Then he put more lotion inside me as he worked his finger in and out of me. When he was able to put two fingers inside my ass, he put his dick against my hole and asked, “Are you ready, Shelton?” Yeah, I moaned. He backed off and had me stand up with my legs spread wide and with my back to him. I placed my hands on the desk that was nearest to the door. He pressed his dick against my asshole, applying more and more pressure as he worked his dick at different angles. And then it happened … he had shoved his dick deep into my ass, and the pain was horribly intense, a pain I had never felt before in my life. I begged him to pull out. Instead, he pushed my head down on top of the desk and continued to stroke his dick in and out of me, ignoring my begging him to stop. It hurt so much that I almost cried out for help. Finally, he DID pull out. I turned and swung to slap him. “Man that shit hurt like a mother fuck!”

He grinned. “Come on, Gerald, let’s give it another try.”

“Fuck that shit, man! That HURT! What’s the matter with you? Don’t you care that I’m in pain? You’re acting like you’re another person.”

Johnny leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Come on, Gerald, you know me well enough. You just haven’t been around me when I was fucking. Besides, it always hurts the first time you get penetrated. Trust me. Now, turn back around. You know, Gerald, I love you. Trust me; it won’t hurt like that again. And if it does, I’ll stop; I promise. You will love it this time.” He pulled my face close to his and kissed me. And of course I melted with intense passion. He gently led me to his bed and laid me down on my back. He sat down at the foot of the bed and picked up my legs and placed them on his shoulders. He pulled my hips toward the edge of the bed and against his waist. He leaned over me, pinning my legs to my chest. He pressed his dick against my asshole. With slow and easy pressure his dick went in me. He buried his dick nut deep inside me. We kissed as he worked his long fat dick in and out of my ass. I could not believe that I actually had a dick inside me, or that it was the gorgeous Johnny who was doing the fucking. I watched his stunning body moving over me. To my amazement, his dick felt quite good in my ass. Without saying a word, he pulled out of me, and motioned for me to stand beside his desk. Once again was back where it all began. Talk about going around the world.

“Are you ready to get fucked?

“I thought that was what we were doing!”

He laughed and shoved his dick back inside me. It did hurt a little, but it wasn’t as bad as before. In fact, I liked the way it felt to be dominated by him. He slammed his fat dick in and out of me over and over, and I could feel and hear his balls slapping against my ass. It was fantastic. After about ten minutes it was starting to feel weird. It had been such an intense and unfamiliar sensation that part of me wanted it to last forever, while the other part wanted him to hurry up and finish. His pace quickened and the sound of his nuts slapping against my wet ass grew louder and louder. I was amazed when I realized that I was moaning like a bitch. The animal inside of me came to the surface. I wanted more. “Fuck that ass. Yeah, give it to me. Fuck me harder.” Johnny reached around and took hold of my dick. He stroked me with the same rhythm that he was fucking. The pressure built up in my dick. “Ah, boy, I’m fixing to cum. “He kept jacking me off until I shot my load all over his hand, down my legs and all over the floor. He let go of my dick and grabbed me by the hair of my head. He pulled my head back and fucked me violently. I could hear him groaning. I felt his dick getting even harder. After a few more violent thrusts, I felt the inside of my ass getting wet. It was filling up with Johnny’s cum. He shot so much inside me that it was running out of my ass and down my leg. Never, before have I felt such intense pleasure. When he had finished, he pulled out of me. I was numb from the waist down. We slipped out for a quick shower. After we returned to the room, he got into bed with me. We slept in each other’s arms all night. At that moment and for the first time in my life, I felt like I wasn’t alone, that I was cared for, and, oh my god, that I had been FUCKED!

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Gerald Van Wellington

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Mike was waiting for Abby to get home from work. He wasn’t going to let her know how eager he was for her to get home, so he was setting up a spreadsheet he really didn’t need. He wasn’t able to concentrate on what he was doing, as he was all the time thinking of his wife of three months, and how lucky he was that she was his.

He was, in truth, amazed at her. She was 24 years younger than his own 57 years, but she had chosen him. She was beautiful, where he was plain. She was sexy, where he was … 57. She was slender and trim, where he was showing the signs of middle age. But, in spite of all this, she loved him.

At last he heard her at the front door, so he pretended more interest in the spreadsheet than he actually had. She came in the front door and closed it behind her. He watched her out of the corner of his eye, as he loved this part of their daily ritual. Before they had met in person, he had told her that he never wanted her to wear panties in the house. So, as soon as she got home, she would close the front door and remove her panties from under her skirt. She would then fold the panties so that the gusset of the panties, which she had soaked in anticipation of once again being with her Lord, was in the top layer of the folded material. She would then carry her folded panties and pass them under Mike’s nose so he could smell her arousal. What she didn’t know was that most of the time, he could smell her arousal while she was standing by the door.

Today, though, Abby had a surprise for her Mike. Instead of approaching him right away, Abby took off the rest of her clothes at the front door. Her arousal increased tenfold beyond what she usually felt for her husband. Her nipples crinkled up hard, and she could feel her pussy lips swell. She could also feel her juices leaking out of her pussy and start to trickle down her thighs. Abby went into the kitchen and poured a glass of fruit juice for her man. She then carried it into him, and rather than touch him or speak to him, she knelt down knees spread wide open beside his office chair, looked only at the floor, and extended her hands with the glass of juice up to her husband.

Mike was surprised and delighted! Abby had time and again told him that she loved him, and he believed her, but she had never demonstrated such a submission to him. He thought it was sexy as hell! Once again, as he had every day since before they got married, he renewed his determination to be worthy of such a woman.

Mike took the juice out of Abby’s hands, and she placed her hands, palms up, on her knees. He thought a few minutes, figuring out where Abby was going with this scenario, what she wanted and what she wanted him to do. He remembered she had called him “master” and “Lord” back when they had only been sending instant messages and e-mails to each other. At the time he had thought nothing of it, but now, considering her actions this day, he thought he knew what she wanted.

Mike swiveled the office chair around to where he was facing her on the floor.

“Undress me”, he commanded her.

Abby said, “yes, Lord”, and she started taking off his shoes and socks. As soon as his feet were bare, she started massaging his feet just the way she knew he liked. She placed the foot that Escort was not in her hands against her pussy. As she worked over his left foot, she rocked her hips so that his right foot rubbed her clitoris. The scent of Abby in heat rose to fill both their nostrils.

Michael quickly became even more erect in his jeans. He wanted to put his cock inside of her more than ever, but he waited for her to finish her pleasing and teasing. She found many sore spots on his foot, particularly on the sole of his foot, and she massaged the sore spots away. She then switched feet and massaged his right foot while she masturbated herself with his left foot. She was becoming more and more turned on, becoming more and more anxious to take her husband and Lord and master within her body, but she waited, dragging the seduction of her man out as long as they could stand it.

Abby had her first orgasm from rubbing her clit on Mike’s left foot just as she finished her massage of his right foot. She looked up and saw first of all the lump of hardness in her husband’s pants, then the mixed look of relief and lust on his face. She raised up on her knees and unsnapped and unzipped his jeans. She moved her hands to his hips, one hand to each side, and started to pull his pants and briefs down his legs. Mike lifted his hips so she could get his pants and underwear off of him. Abby quickly removed Mike’s pants, then, still on her knees, she moved closer to the chair and spread Mike’s legs wider. Abby looked at Mike’s sex. She loved that he had been shaving his pubic hair even before they met. She also loved that his sex was as hairless as her own. Neither of them had to stop during oral sex to deal with unwelcome hairs in their mouths. She took his penis in one hand and his sac in the other. Using very little pressure in her grip she started to rub up and down Mike’s cock. When her hand got to the top of her husband’s erection, she gave his cock a little twist, then started her hand back down his shaft. While she was rubbing his cock with one hand, she used the other to gently tickle and scratch his balls.

Mike started breathing harder because of the pleasure Abby was giving him with her hand job, and Abby was very much aware of the effect she was having on him.

“I am close to coming, Miyiri!” 1

“Not yet, Mikunu,” 2 and she took her hands away from his erection and sac and rose up to take Mike’s tee shirt off of him.

As the shirt came off of his head, he was eye to nipple with Abby’s breasts. He tipped his head and took her nipple into his mouth and started sucking and lightly biting. Abby yanked the shirt the rest of the way off Mike’s body, then put her hands behind Mike’s head and pulled him tighter against her breast. Mike used one hand to fondle Abby’s free breast and to pinch and roll her nipple. His other hand was busy cupping and rubbing against her pussy.

Mike enjoyed the birdsong of Abby’s moans and groans as he was nursing on Abby’s beautiful breast. He slowly slipped first one, then two fingers inside of her. He turned his hand so that the fingers he had inside of her curled toward her front. He started curling and straitening his fingers inside of her so that they rubbed across her g-spot. Abby nearly came unglued from the sensation Escort Bayan coming out of her pussy and down from her nipples. She was so close to coming! She wanted, no NEEDED to come. Just another couple of pulls on her nipples or one more of Mikes finger tips scraping across the super-sensitive spot inside her pussy, and she would melt! Then Mike pulled away from and out of her.

Abby whimpered at the sudden lack of stimulation. She was so close, dammit!

“Not yet, pet. I haven’t given you permission to come. And, you know a slave does not get to come until she gets permission.”

Abby groaned in frustration, but she started this game, so she would play it through. She dropped back into her kneeling position on the carpet. Her nipples felt like they would pop off of her breasts, and she could feel her lubricating juices dripping out of her pussy onto the carpet.

Mike commanded her to stay in position, and he got up and went into their bedroom. He got a bath towel off of the shelves and a tube of KY jelly out of the nightstand drawer. He had a surprise for his Abby this evening.

Mike returned to Abby, handed her the towel, and told her to leave it folded in quarters and to put it under her to catch her pussy juices. Abby did as he said, then got back into her kneeling position, with her knees wide apart and her hands palms up on her thighs.

Mike told her to change position so that she knelt with her hands and elbows on the floor. When she was in position, he got behind her and pushed his hard cock into her pussy. Both of them thought they’d died and gone to heaven. She finally had his cock filling her up like she wanted, needed. He finally felt her silken heat around his erection.

Mike started moving inside of her cunt, and she started lubricating even more. She moaned that it felt so good to have her Lord and master using her as she should be used. She begged for permission to come, and Mike gave her the permission she sought. Her eyes slammed shut as she exploded in an agony of ecstasy. She saw colored lights and flashes of brightness. Then she saw nothing… she had passed out from her orgasm.

Mike was a little worried when his Abby collapsed and didn’t move. He looked closely at her, and she was still breathing. He left his cock inside of her, as he rubbed her back until she regained consciousness.

“Are you all right?”

“Oh, yes, Mikunu. That was wonderful! But, you haven’t come yet?”

“No, pet. Not yet. But, I will.”

Mike pulled her back up into position and started to slowly move in and out of her cunt. She left her head down on her arms, which were flat on the carpet, feeling too weak at the moment to do anything else. Then she felt Mike rubbing something slick down her butt crack and on her anal opening.

“Baby, what are you doing?” she asked.

“Be still, Miyiri. You will enjoy this.”

Mike slowly moved in and out of her and rubbed more KY jelly onto and into her anus. He put one finger inside her ass and twisted it to open her sphincter. He pulled his finger out, squeezed more of the lubricant onto her anus and onto two of his fingers. He then put both fingers into her ass and twisted them around.

Despite her anxiety of his fingers Bayan Escort being where no one had gone before, the sensations from her pussy and her ass were arousing her once again.

Mike pulled his penis from her pussy, used his hands to spread her cheeks and placed the head of his cock on her anus. He told her to relax her anal muscle and slowly pushed forward. He felt her sphincter relax, and the head of his cock popped inside of her. She yipped in surprised and with a little bit of pain. Although, she had to admit to herself, it wasn’t as much pain as when she gave up her virginity. He stopped his motion and allowed her to adjust to him being inside of her ass. When he felt her once again relax, he gently pushed inwards again. He would slowly push in an inch and pull out a half inch, then he repeated the process until he was completely buried in her ass. Then he started longer strokes in and out.

Mike reached underneath her and started rubbing her clit as he took her in the ass. She was once again moaning and groaning toward another climax, and he felt his own climax swiftly approaching. Abby was getting louder and telling her husband over and over to “fuck my ass. Come in my ass. Shoot your cum inside of me. Please, baby, now! Come in me now!”

Between hearing his beautiful wife talking dirty, and feeling her orgasm from the sensations of his being in her ass and his rubbing her clit, and the burning heat inside her ass, Mike felt his own orgasm start. He slammed his hips forward, colliding with Abby’s butt, and ground himself against her, vainly trying to drive his cock even deeper inside of her. He felt his cum shooting into her colon, and it felt like he emptied a gallon of semen into her ass.

Abby felt Mike’s semen enter her, and it felt like his cum was melting her insides. The sensation caused her third orgasm of the evening, even though she hadn’t been completely through with her second. This was the hardest she had ever come in her life, and she loved her husband more than ever!

Both of them were completely exhausted, and they collapsed onto the carpet. Mike pulled then both over onto their sides so he wouldn’t be lying on top of her. He kept his penis inside of her ass as they recovered their senses and their breath. When his cock finally deflated, it slipped out of her. Mike told Abby to get back into her serving kneeling position over the folded towel, and tired as she was, she did so. She would do anything to please her husband, the husband who made her feel so good and so loved and safe and warm. Mike lay down on his side in front of her and watched their combined cum leak out of her ass onto the towel.

When the flow slowed to a trickle, he slowly got up and helped her to her feet. They went into the bathroom and showered together. As they soaped each other and cleaned each other, Mike’s only regret was that he was nearly 60 years old, and it would take nearly a day for him to be ready to fuck his sexy wife again. They finished their shower and dried each other off, and went to bed. Mike quickly fell asleep as he pulled his sexy, naked wife against him.

Abby waited until he was firmly asleep, then quietly got out of bed and went into the kitchen to start their supper. She would wake him and serve him supper in bed. She loved her husband so much it hurt, and she was glad to serve him and happy to love and make love to him.

1 Miyiri: “my wife” in the Twi language of Ghana

2 Mikunu: “my husband” in the Twi language of Ghana

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(After reading for many years, this is my first story)

At 35 years old, I found myself divorced and living in a small, studio apartment in the basement of an elderly woman’s home. I was remarkably happy considering I had left a very large home with all the amenities behind to live in a space smaller than the man cave I once enjoyed. I have to say, I was impressed with my own sense of decorating and the small abode had become quite comfy; although hardly a place that made it easy to welcome female visitors and therefore, it had been sometime since I was able to enjoy a night with a beautiful woman in the comfort of my own place.

As I pulled into the driveway one Friday evening after work, my landlord waved me down to inform me her grand-daughter was coming to stay for a long weekend and would be parking in my covered spot. So much for tenants rights, I gladly parked out on the street so the precious little thing wouldn’t get any rain on her car.

Friday night was another rousing round of reruns and the sleep-aid of an old war movie in which I never made it halfway. Saturday, after a long day making up some lost ground at work, I fought my way home through one of those rain storms that leaves people searching for Ark plans on the internet. Pulling into the driveway, I was greeted with no parking space; a reminder I was remanded to the street parking.

Soaking wet, I finally settled into some old comfy sweats, ate dinner and was well on my way through a bottle of wine. A knock at the door startled me a bit, but I jumped up to see what someone could possibly be doing out in this storm.

I was greeted at the door by sight for sore eyes; at least for “its been too long eyes”. There before me was a 5’0″ tall, well-endowed young woman with “let’s-have-some-fun” short hair, clutching a backpack under the pint-sized umbrella she’d been issued. Without a hesitation or introduction I invited her in, “come in or you’ll drown!”

“Thank you. I’m Kerri. Claudia’s grand-daughter. I hope I am not disturbing you.”

“Just interrupting some old reruns. How can I help you?”

“I am visiting from out of town and needed Escort to upload a paper for school and my grandmother apparently didn’t find any need for internet service anymore and cancelled it. She said she thought you might have internet access.” Having lived as Claudia’s tenant for over a year, this didn’t surprise me; she still wrote checks at the grocery store.

“Yes, of course. Here, take your coat off and you can set up your laptop over there in my office; which also doubles as my dining table.”

Taking her long rain-coat off, obviously borrowed from her grandmother, revealed a young woman who had been blessed in so many ways. Wearing a tight shirt, her 34C breasts came alive with the hint of a hard nipple as the highlight. Her yoga pants, taking over where the shirt left off, formed perfectly over her round ass, and from the look of how they were formed through her ass and crotch, that is all she was wearing. It was all I could do to stay focused on her mesmerizing blue eyes.

“This will only take a minute. I have to upload this paper tonight or I’m screwed.”

“Take your time. It is nice to have company for a change. What is your paper for?”

“I am finishing up my junior year at UNC in communications; studying to be a broadcast journalist.”

“Damn, I’d watch you talk about the phone book on TV,” I thought to myself.

“There we go! All done. Boy, what a relief. I’m all done with my junior year now. Well, thank you again.”

“Congratulations! If you don’t have to runoff, let’s celebrate with some champagne.”

“Oh, that is very sweet, but I’m only 20; still have 6 months to wait.”

“I won’t check your ID; unless of course you have to run back upstairs with your grandma?”

“No no (laughing). She was headed to bed and I’d just be watching her micro-sized TV by myself. Sure, I’ll stick around for some champagne.”

The lack of furniture required we sit fairly close together on my under-sized couch. Sipping our champagne, being close enough to Kerri to even smell her beauty, made my sex-starved cock start to actively stir. The first bottle went quickly and she gladly Escort Bayan agreed to opening a second; finishing up her school was a good reason to get drunk she mentioned. As the champagne relaxed my lovely guest, the inhibitions came down as she shared stories of college parties complete with a plethora of hot, sexual escapades. As the story turned to what brought me to this tiny apartment under her grandmother’s house, she kindly told me I’d have NO problem finding a new woman; and ended the comment with a wink. I excused myself to the restroom, partially to adjust my hard on to be less obvious; returning to find her fully wrapped up in a big furry blanket I had on the couch.

“I hope you don’t mind. I decided to get more comfortable,” she smiled and said with another wink. “It seems the champagne has started to release a lot of the pent up stress from college. Will you join me under the blanket?”

And with that she opened it up to reveal she’d slipped out of her clothes and was completely naked under my blanket. I paused for a second to drink in the perfectly shaped, natural tits and hard, pink nipples. Without hesitating too long as to have her change her mind, I pulled off my shirt, slipped out of my sweats and revealed the evidence of how much I had been enjoying her beauty.

We cuddled without words; kissing her beautiful lips, neck and working my way down to her breasts. As I sucked gently on her nipples, carefully taking each one in and out of my mouth, I slid my hand down to find her wet, completely shaved pussy had already been excited by her own hand. Placing my hand on hers, we tickled her clit together; bringing it to an enlarged state.

I slid off the couch, spread her legs to reveal her willing pussy and led in with my tongue. Flicking at her clit, sucking on it, and tasting her sweet juices. Kerri kept busy pinching her nipples, a site that would drive even the most seasoned man crazy, and pushing my head further and further into her snatch with the other hand.

“Make me cum baby. Eat me hard and make me cum,” she whispered.

Having been blessed with a long tongue, I stiffened Bayan Escort it up and pushed it deep into her pussy. She seized up, began to shake all over, and exploded all over my face with an orgasm that had been building up for months. Screaming uncomfortably loud, she began laughing with delight as she came; finally falling back into the most relaxed state a person can be.

After a few minutes of kissing her stomach and nipples, she whispered, “that was the most incredible orgasm I have ever had. Now it is your turn.”

And with that, she led me over to my bed. Pushing me gently down on my back, she climbed between my legs and started licking my cock; cupping my balls gently in her hand and stroking me with the other hand as her lips moistened my dick.

“Now that I have this huge thing nice and wet, would you like to fuck me?”, she said.

With that she slid up and impaled her pussy onto my cock. As she fucked up and down, stroking my cock with her pussy lips, our sober brains took over for just long enough to both understand that we hadn’t planned this; leaving us with no condom and she wasn’t on the pill.

“Tell me when you’re about to cum mister, so I can get off of you,” she laughed.

Pushing harder and harder into her, bucking her light body up and down on my shaft, I took breaks to have her lean over and so I could suck on her tits. The sight of her on top of me was right out of the best porn movies I had enjoyed on nights alone. I could feel the burning in my balls building, knowing that I was able to release a sizable load of hot sperm.

“I’m about to cum Kerri…a lot!”

“Leave me a mark,” she said as she leaned over with her hits ready for me to suck a hickey into.

As she sat up from the hickey, my load of hot, gooey cum was able to shoot.

“Get off now, I’m going to cum!”

“Leave me more than just a hickey,” she screamed as she laid down on me, clutching around my back, holding on tight as I blew my unprotected load into her fertile pussy. Once the pumping had started there was no stopping it. My hot cum shot so deep into her pussy it probably wouldn’t even leak out.

As we laid there, both breathless from the experienced, she whispered, “I think we may be seeing a lot more of each other.” And with that we curled up together, unusually calm with the fact that she may very well be pregnant.

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Authors note: – This is a follow on to the previous episodes of Becca XXX Double Trouble. Please read them before reading this or you will not understand the plot or characters.

Becca XXX. Double Trouble. Ch 08

Pippa, Natalie and I walked down the staircase and into the reception hall where we’d first arrived. Waiting for us was a small gathering of people, which consisted of Tristan, his wife Helen and the twins, Singen and Isaac.

The men were dressed in dinner jackets and bow ties and Helen was wearing a long floaty red dress. She looked better than she had in her file photo, maybe her afternoon rest had freshened her up a little, but I could still tell she was a drinker. Her face was gaunt but the rest of her was slightly chubby. She seemed to carry her weight on her ass and belly like middle aged women do as they get older.

She was linking arms with her husband as though they were waiting to walk down the aisle at a wedding. I wondered if she was trying to show us that she owned this man or if she was just using him to stop herself from falling over. She looked half-cut already.

“By Jove, I don’t think I’ve seen three such elegant young girls in a long time. You all look positively radiant,” gasped Tristan.

“Thank you, Pippa has amazing taste in clothes,” I replied, doing a shy curtsy.

“Just make sure you give them back when you’ve soiled them,” said Helen, giving me a bitchy look.

“Sorry, this is my wife Helen,” said Tristan, presenting her to us. “Helen, this is Becca and Natalie.”

“Nice to meet you Mrs. Kingsley,” said Natalie, holding her hand out politely.

“Are these more of your street girls?” she said to Sinner, with utter distain in her voice, completely ignoring Nat’s gesture.

“Mummy, don’t talk like that,” he said. “It’s not very becoming of you. Be nice.”

She was a miserable cow, but I guess if your husband had a taste for barely legal prostitutes and your sons went to race meetings in the streets, she’d have every reason not to like us.

“You’d better tell Robert to keep an eye on the silver,” she continued her assault.

“That really won’t be necessary Mrs. Kingsley,” I butted in. “We might be many things, but we’re not thieves.”

She was already pissing me off and I’d only known her less than a minute.

“Time will tell,” she spat.

“Well, that’s gone well,” said Tristan sarcastically. “Shall we go through to the dining room.”

“Yes, lets,” said Ice looking daggers at his mother.

He held out his arm for me to link up with him and Sinner did the same for Natalie. We followed ‘mummy and daddy’ into the east wing like a procession. I felt a little guilty that Pippa was alone but judging by the state of her cum filled knickers on the bedroom floor she’d already had her fun for the day.

The east wing appeared to be identical to the west, where we’d had drinks earlier that afternoon. The floor was carpeted and the walls were lined in dark wood panelling. Fancy wall lights lit the way as we slowly made our way to the dining room. Along the way we passed a room marked ‘Study’ on the right which was at the front of the house. I already knew where it was, based on Lexa’s plans of Kingsley manor which I had memorised during our planning stage. Time spent on reconnaissance is seldom wasted and we needed to know our way around.

Robert was waiting for us at the entrance to the dining room at the back of the property. It overlooked the garden just like the room we’d been in for drinks.

“Dinner is served,” he said.

He opened the double doors like some sort of special ceremony and stood back to allow us to enter the large dining room.

It was another splendid display of wealth and opulence. The walls were papered with ornate pastel green wallpaper with gold swirls and the floor had black and white tiles arranged in a symmetrical pattern.

A large round oak table stood in the centre of the room, large enough for ten people, but only had places set for seven, equally spaced around it. There were a lot of glasses, crockery and cutlery laid out which looked equally as expensive. No wonder Helen had said hide the silver.

“Please be seated,” said Robert gesturing towards the dining table.

Tristan pulled the chair out for his wife and she shuffled in. He sat next to her. Sinner sat next to his father followed by Natalie and then Ice. I sat next to Ice and Pippa sat between me and her mother as we went full circle.

The men pulled the chairs out for the women to be seated and Robert did the honours for Pippa. It was very formal and gave me an insight as to how the British aristocracy must live. It was another world and one I could easily get used to.

I rubbed my hand up Ice’s leg under the table just to tease him and I whispered in his ear.

“Don’t forget to claim your prize tonight. The offer expires at midnight,” I whispered.

A huge grin crept across his face as he remembered I was going Escort to give up my ass to him for winning the wanking game earlier that week.

“I can’t wait,” he murmured under his breath.

I squeezed his thigh and gave him a slutty look before turning my attention back to everyone else.

Robert walked around to the head of the table and stood next to his master.

“Wine sir? May I recommend the Dom Perignon two-thousand-and-eight?” asked Robert politely.

“No, I think we’ll go with the Krug Grande Cuvée,” replied Tristan. “Better make it a couple of bottles to begin with and stick the rest on ice.”

I thought about being sarcastic and saying that Helen could do a case on her own, but I didn’t think it would go down very well.

“Very good sir.”

Robert shuffled off like he was gliding along the floor on air, whilst I tried to figure out which knife and fork to use. I knew you started on the outside and worked your way inwards, but that’s where my dining room etiquette ended. I was more of a snuggle-up-on-the-sofa-and-eat-a-takeaway kind of girl.

There was a small card on my plate which told us what each course consisted of. Course one was an hors d’oeuvre which was bruschetta. The appetiser was grilled lobster tails with lemon & herb butter, followed by a Caesar salad. The more I read it, the more it felt like an expensive hotel or restaurant. The main event was venison steak with sweet potato fries and garden vegetables and then key lime pie for dessert.

“Wow, this all sounds delicious,” said Natalie.

“Yes, our chef is very good,” said Tristan. “If there’s anything you don’t fancy just let Robert know and he’ll accommodate you with something else.”

I watched Pippa whispering to her mother, probably trying to calm her down which seemed to be working.

“So, Becca, what do you do for a living?” she asked.

I couldn’t decide if she was making an effort to be nice or if she already knew what I did and wanted to ridicule me.

“I work in a topless bar with Natalie,” I said. “The pays not great but the tips can be generous.”

“A topless bar?” she quizzed as though she’d never heard of such a thing.

“Yes, we serve drinks without a shirt or bra on,” I replied, looking her in the eye.

Pippa seemed excited but her mother looked horrified.

“How utterly vulgar,” she said turning her nose up. “Have you no self-respect?”

She’d gone down the ridiculing route after all.

“I have an amazing pair of breasts and enjoy having men looking at them whilst I earn money serving them drinks,” I said. “Why shouldn’t I show them off to people? One day they’ll be saggy and old and no one will be interested in them, so I’m making the most of it.”

As I mentioned saggy breasts, I looked at her chest to emphasise my point. She wasn’t that well-endowed but they weren’t exactly perky.

Pippa smirked at my comment and got a bitchy look from her mother.

Just as Helen was about to continue to verbally abuse me, Robert arrived with the champagne and she decided against it.

“The Krug Grande Cuvée, sir,” he said, holding out the bottle like waiters do. “Would you like to taste it?”

“No Robert, it’s fine, just pour it,” replied Tristan

The room fell into an awkward silence as the champagne was poured. He served Helen first and then the rest of the women before finishing with the men. By the time he’d poured everyone’s drinks, Helen had finished hers and had to have it refilled.

“It’s so good to have us all back together again,” said Tristan. “Here’s to family.”

He raised his glass in a toast and we all repeated his words.

“To family.”

After a quick sip of champagne the hors d’oeuvres arrived and we all started our dinner. Robert left us to it and retreated back to wherever he came from.

The food was sensational and obviously made with fresh ingredients. The portions were small but it didn’t matter as we were having five courses. The conversation shifted towards education as Tristan asked his children how they were getting on. He started with Pippa.

“How’s the studying coming along at university?” he asked.

“It’s going really well daddy. My last test scores were ninety percent,” she grinned proudly.

“What happened to the other ten percent?” he asked.

At first, I thought he was joking but his face told me that he wasn’t.

“Oh, come now, Tristan,” interrupted Helen. “Ninety percent is excellent.”

“I expect perfection from my little girl,” he replied. “Let’s hope your scores improve.”

“Sorry daddy, I’ll try harder,” she sighed.

Hearing her say ‘daddy’ the way she did just sounded wrong. I knew posh children often called their parents ‘mummy’ and ‘daddy’ even as grown-ups, but there was a sexual edge to it.

“What about you boys? I hope your test results are better than your last report,” he said, turning his interrogation onto the twins.

“We’re doing ok,” said Ice.

“How ok?”

“Around eighty percent.”

“Eighty? Escort Bayan That’s abysmal! That’s an expensive school I’m paying for, that’s nowhere near good enough,” snapped Tristan.

“We’re still top of our class,” added Sinner. “Chill out father. It’s not all about studying.”

“Of course it’s all about studying. These years are very important for all of you,” he now directed his pep talk at all of his offspring.

“You boys are spending too much time at those awful street races,” added Helen. “Maybe we should take your cars away from you so you can concentrate better on your studies.”

It was interesting to see the family dynamics. Tristan and Helen obviously had high hopes for their children but they were pushing them too hard. All work and no play wasn’t healthy for anyone and it was no wonder they were seeking alternatives.

They had all the money they could ever need and although it bought them material things it didn’t necessarily bring them excitement. The twins liked fast cars and sex with slutty girls and Pippa liked horses and god knows what else, when it came to sex.

“We all need some downtime daddy,” said Pippa.

“You’ve got some downtime for the next week, it’s half term, but you don’t think today’s influential people got where they did without hard work when they were younger, do you?” said Tristan.

Nat and I kept quiet; it wasn’t our place to butt in during a family discussion.

“Yes, but…” stammered Sinner.

“No buts,” interrupted Tristan. “These are the facts. You only have to look at the elections to see I’m right. Both of those fine men worked their socks off to become leaders of their parties and the one who has worked the hardest will become the next prime minister in only a few weeks. You don’t think they spent all their time racing cars and partying, do you?”

“I’m sure they did a little bit,” replied Ice. “No one is that perfect.”

“Looking at the slur campaign against the left, I’d say one of them isn’t as strait laced as he makes out,” said Pippa. “He’s losing popularity by the day according to the latest polls.”

“Well, that’s my point exactly. If he’s done things in the past that are coming back to haunt him, he should have thought about it before hand. Who knows what might become of the three of you in the future? You need to ensure that no one has any dirt on you that can be used against you in the future,” said Tristan.

“It doesn’t really matter father. Even if there isn’t any, people will just make it up,” said Ice. “The leader of the left is denying all the allegations.”

“Well, he’s hardly going to admit it, is he?” laughed Sinner.

“It would be nice if he did,” said Natalie. “I’d vote for a politician who could actually answer a question straight, rather than avoiding it.”

There was a brief pause as everyone looked at Natalie. Even I was surprised she’d spoken up.

“We never answer a question directly,” said Sinner. “It’s part of the training. If we answer with a definitive yes or no it can be used later to get back at us if we change our minds.”

“So, don’t change your minds. Stick to the answer and follow it through,” she said. “Isn’t that called being honest?”

“I really don’t think we’re going to listen to the political analysis of a street girl,” laughed Helen.

“Mummy stop it,” chastised Pippa. “Nat and Becca are our guests and you’ve done nothing but be mean to them since you met them. Just stop it.”

“Pippa my dear, these girls have no understanding of politics, they dance around with their boobs out for men to ogle at, their opinion doesn’t count for anything.”

She was really goading us now, but Natalie kept a cool head.

“Yeah, you’re probably right,” she shrugged. “Having a degree in economics probably doesn’t count for much.”

The room fell into a stunned silence.

Robert arrived to remove the first course and replace it with the lobster tail appetiser. After he left Tristan broke the silence.

“You have a degree in economics?” he said.

“Yeah, I’m not just a pretty face and a fantastic pair of tits,” she said.

Pippa and the boys burst out laughing and even Tristan smirked.

“And what about you Becca,” said Helen as though my name had left a bad taste in her mouth. “Do you have any hidden talents?”

“I do yes, but maybe you should ask your sons about that,” I said raising my eyebrows.

Pippa and the twins laughed again.

“Well really!” she spat. “That’s not a dining room conversation and certainly not very lady like.”

“I’m not a lady,” I pointed out. “I’m just a street girl, remember?”

There was more laughter from the rest of the family. Helen was now the brunt of the joke as her humiliation back fired on her.

She downed her third glass of champagne and tucked in to her appetiser, rather than risking another sarcastic comment from me.

Pippa rolled her eyes as if to say ‘oh dear, that didn’t go down very well’ and she too started eating her food. Ice squeezed my Bayan Escort thigh under the table to show his support.

“What are your thoughts on the elections, Becca?” asked Tristan who seemed to value my opinion unlike his wife.

“To be honest I haven’t really been following it,” I said. “I know we’ve got Hugh’s on the left and Wilson on the right but their policies seem very similar. Neither party is extreme left or extreme right. If you combine their differences and aimed them down the middle, I think the balance would be about right. It’s nothing more than a popularity contest if you ask me.”

I’d made a point of catching up on who was who and what the party policies were as I was expecting it to come up in conversation at some point. The twins were studying politics after all. Wilson was the guy with a scar on his chin and Hugh’s had ginger hair.

“Interesting philosophy,” he replied.

“I think if a political party had policies which supported both the people and country rather than one or the other, it would please most people.”

“Write this down boys,” giggled Tristan. “She’s talking a lot of sense.”

“You’re over simplifying it,” said Sinner. “It’s a lot more complicated than that.”

“I know, but having one party dragged through the mud just so that the other party can win, seems very childish to me,” I replied. “It doesn’t seem to be about who has the best policies or who’s doing the right thing for the people or the country, it’s about who can defend themselves better against media accusations and come out on top.”

“Slur campaigns are all part of politics,” said Ice. “But you are right. Whoever looks the best will win.”

“Well, I hear that Hugh’s s isn’t doing very well on that count,” said Pippa. “What is the slur campaign against him?”

“Oh, little sis, don’t you follow social media,” said Sinner, as though he was patronising a nine-year-old. “Hugh’s has been accused of screwing prostitutes, cheating on his wife and bribing people to keep it covered up. It’s the usual approach.”

“Is it true?” asked Natalie.

“Does it matter?” snorted Tristan. “He’s not going to come back from it, Wilson has as good as won it already.”

It was easy to see which side Tristan was voting for. In fact, the whole family seemed to be in Wilson’s court by the sound of their sniggers.

We had all finished our lobster tails by now and Robert was back once again to take away the plates and provide us with a fresh Caesar salad each.

“The food is amazing,” I said.

“Thank you, Miss Swanson, I’ll pass on your compliments to the chef,” said Robert, before he glided off again.

Helen had gone very quiet and at first, I thought it was because I’d made her into a laughing stock but that wasn’t the reason. She’d downed almost a whole bottle of champagne to herself in less than an hour and was looking like she wouldn’t make it to dessert. Her eyes were drooping and she looked half asleep.

“Is she alright?” I whispered to Pippa.

She glanced at her mother and then whispered back to me.

“She drinks more when she’s stressed,” she said. “She’ll be ok.”

She patted my thigh for reassurance as I watched Helen picking at her salad.

“Anyway, enough talk about politics, what have you got planned for our gorgeous visitors this weekend?” said Tristan sounding up beat.

“Please come horse riding with me tomorrow. Please, please please,” said Pippa gripping my thigh tighter.

I looked over at Sinner and Ice.

“She won’t take no for an answer Becca,” laughed Sinner. “It’s fine with us.”

“I guess I’m going riding then,” I shrugged at Tristan.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” cooed Pippa. “It’ll be so much fun. Natalie, are you coming too?”

“Hmmm horses scare me if I’m honest,” she replied. “I’ll give it a miss if that’s ok.”

“You can spend the morning at the pool with us if you like,” said Ice. “Then we can all meet up later.”

“Great,” beamed Pippa. “I can’t wait to show you around the grounds, we can go for a hack around daddy’s estate.”

Natalie and I had already planned to split up if the opportunity presented itself. It meant we could try and gather more information separately and then report back to each other at night when everyone was in bed. So far that plan was working.

I could ask leading questions to Pippa and Natalie could work her magic on the twins.

“You must show me your motor bikes too,” said Pippa excitably. “Maybe you could take me out on the back of it.”

“Of course,” I said.

“Not a chance in hell,” snapped Helen. “Those things are a death trap.”

Everyone seemed surprised that she’d said anything. I assumed we’d heard the last from her and that she’d fall asleep any second.

“Oh mummy, we won’t go too fast. Becca can run me to the gate house and back.”

“NO! I won’t have this little skank risking my daughter’s life,” she shouted.

The booze had definitely taken over but I wasn’t going to stand for that.

“I’m not a skank, Mrs Kingsley. Sure, I might be different to you, but there’s really no need to talk about me like that,” I said calmly.

“Oh shut up, I know what you are. I know what both of you are,” she said pointing at Nat and I with a jabbing finger.

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I pulled into the driveway, but before I could get out of the car and go to the door she came out. As I watched her walk toward the car I thought, and not for the first time, about how young, fresh, beautiful and innocent she looked. She opened the car door and slid in beside me, giving me a big beautiful smile, “Let’s go. You don’t want to be late,” she said as I put the car in reverse and backed out of her driveway.

Heading back to my house I considered the chain of events that ended up putting Ann on the seat next to me. My wife Brenda had been called away due to an illness in the family. She had only planned to be gone for three or four days, but two weeks had passed and she wasn’t back yet. This had posed a small problem for me. The monthly poker game that was held at my place was going to take place before Brenda was going to get back. This meant that I would have no one to play the part of hostess, which meant, in turn, that I would not be able to play much because I would have to see to the refreshments, and in general, be a good host. I was moaning the blues about this to Herb when he said he might just have a solution to my problem. He was going back to Michigan to take care of some legal matters pertaining to his father’s estate, but Ann was going to stay home. He said she would probably be glad to act as hostess for me just to give her something to do. He had mentioned it to her and she had called me and told me that she would love to do it.

By 7p.m. we had all the food prepared, Escort the beer on ice, and the chips and dip put out. By 7:30 all the players had arrived and been introduced to Ann and had been warned to be on their best behavior – I didn’t want to have to make any explanations to her husband. By 8 the game was in full swing and I was looking forward to a good night as I had won three out of the first seven hands. The stakes were quarter, half, and dollar; a limit of three raises, and dealer names the game. I wasn’t going to get rich, but it wasn’t about the money anyway – it was about who would have the bragging rights at work next week.

By 10 I was comfortably ahead and in that mood that good poker players learn to recognize and to control – where you think your luck is on a roll and you want to bet on everything. I was paying real close attention to my play so I wasn’t aware that Ann had been drinking quite a bit and was getting pretty tipsy, but the other guys had noticed. By the time I found out what was going on, it was too late. I had not been paying any attention to the comings and goings of the other guys because it was normal at our games for guys to get up, go take a whiz, and then come back, sit out a few hands and kibitz. It wasn’t until about 11 that I got up to go to the bathroom and as I was passing by the bedroom door I thought that I heard some low moans so naturally I looked in. Ann was naked, lying on her back, legs spread and pointing at the ceiling and Mark was between them Escort Bayan and fucking her for all he was worth.

My first thought was, “God, is Herb going to be pissed when he finds out” followed closely by, “Shit! This is all my fault. I should have been paying closer attention and done whatever needed to be done to keep this from happening.” I should have known it would happen because it was what happened when Brenda played hostess – in fact, it is why Brenda played hostess – she loved to fuck and it gave her a big kick to send all the guys home with their tails between their legs. I had not warned the guys that Ann was not Brenda’s replacement in all things, but then why should I have. I had no idea that Ann would allow this to happen. Well, it was too late to do anything about it now and I went on down the hall to the bathroom. On my way back I looked in on the bedroom again. Mark was gone, but his place had been taken by Marv. Ann turned her and her eyes met mine, but they didn’t see me – they were filled with lust.

I started losing of course. I could not keep my mind off the scene in my bedroom, the look on Ann’s face and in her eyes. I could not concentrate on the cards, instead I was acutely aware of every time someone got up from the table and headed down the hall. I have no idea how many made that trip before I became aware of what was happening, but I know exactly how many went after. Everyone at the table, except for me (there were seven of us), made the trip twice, three Bayan Escort went three times, and both Marv and Mark went four times. I finally gave up and threw in my cards. I went into the kitchen, fixed myself a stiff drink, walked back to the table to watch the play, but my mind stayed in that damn bedroom down the hall. I resisted as long as I could, but I eventually found myself walking down the hall.

Inside the room Ann was on her knees and Bud was fucking her from behind; she was throwing her head from side to side and in a low, almost guttural voice was crying, “Yes yes yes fuck me fuck me oh god please fuck me” and I stood there and watched as Bud did his best to oblige. Mike came in and when he saw that I was only watching he unzipped and walked over to present his cock to Ann’s mouth and she took it without hesitation.

By 2a.m the guys were all fucked out and had left leaving only Ann and me. Ann lay on the bed with her legs spread apart, her fingers working in and out of her pussy as I stood there and watched. She looked at me imploringly, “Please? I need it. Please?” I am not made of stone, although right then my dick felt like it was, so dropping my clothes to the floor, I went to her.

In the morning I awoke to the soft touch of warm lips on my cock. I shook the sleep out of my eyes and took in the sight of Ann’s head bobbing up and down on my cock. Later, at breakfast, Ann said, “I didn’t mean for it to happen, but once it started I couldn’t stop. I want to do it again. Can I come to the next game?” I was at a loss for words. How was I going to explain this to Brenda? How were we going to keep this from Herb? Ann took my silence for refusal. “Please? Please let me come to the next game? Please, Daddy, Please?”

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There are no underage characters in this story. All characters portrayed are over 18-years-old.

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About to have sex with one another, mother catches brother and sister naked.

Continued from Chapter 04:

He walked to her and felt her naked ass before cupping and fingering her naked pussy. Without him even having to take her by her wrist, she put her hand on his erect cock and wrapped her manicured fingers around him. As if she had masturbated a thousand men before, she had the perfect grip on his cock.

While she slowly stroked him, he felt and squeezed her ass, fondled her breasts, fingered her nipples, rubbed her clit, and fingered her pussy. Obviously, with her an expert at giving hand jobs as well as blowjobs, but in her brother’s case, just wanting to get it over with, she stroked him harder. She stroked him faster. When it was obvious that he was ready to cum, she grabbed a handful of tissues from the top of her bureau. Ejaculating his incestuous lust that he had for his sister, he shot his wad of warm, oozy cum in his sister’s tissue covered hand.

Not wasting another second, Jason obviously didn’t want this opportunity to slip by him. His longtime sexual fantasy, not caring how much he had to pay for the privilege of experiencing his sister’s naked body, he wanted his sister to suck him and fuck him. Hoping that she would, ready to pay her for the incestuous pleasure, sexually propositioning her, he asked his sister the question. If she agreed, this would be a memory that he’d remember for the rest of his life. Except for wanting his mother to do the same, there was nothing that he wanted more than for his sister to fuck him and suck him.

“How much for you to fuck me and suck me?”

As if he already knew the question she’d ask, he pulled out the rest of his money from his pants pockets. Just as he was insatiable in his incestuous lust and sexual desire to give her the rest of his money to have sex with his sister, she was greedy in wanting the rest of his money. She looked at him and smiled. With her having gone this far, obviously, even though she said she wouldn’t fuck him and/or suck him, he suspected that she’d go further for the right price.

Sex for money, it was just sex. Money for sex, it was just money. With her having fucked and sucked every man she knew, obviously, she’d fuck and suck her own brother too, especially if he was paying her all of this money. She gave him a sexy smile and a naughty look.

“How much do you have left?”

Teasing him with her eyes and with her pursed lips, she gave him a coy, sexy look while he took a quick count of his money.

“I have twenty-six-thousand dollars and another two-hundred-and-fifty-thousand on my bed but I don’t want to touch that. I’ll give you twenty-six-thousand dollars for you to fuck and suck me,” he said. “With me already so sexually excited, it won’t take me very long to cum,” he said apologetically as if to entice her to say yes.

She gave him a big smile.

“That’s such a coincidence,” she said. “That’s exactly what it will cost you, twenty-six-thousand dollars, for you to fuck me and for me to suck your cock,” she said.

She held out her hand for the money again.

“Okay but after I fuck you and when you suck me, you have to allow me to cum in your mouth and you must swallow my cum,” he said.

She gave him a naughty look and a sexy smile.

“Okay. Deal, but you must wear a condom when fucking me. I don’t want your baby,” she said with a dirty laugh and a shrug while staring at her brother’s erect prick. “I’ve sucked worse cocks than your cock. I’ve swallowed worse cum than you cum,” she said with a dirty laugh. “Besides, it wouldn’t be much of a blowjob unless you ejaculated in my mouth and I swallowed your cum.”

He handed her twenty-six-thousand dollars in one-hundred dollar bills. As if she was a bank robber dividing up the money between her crew, she quickly counted the money and divided the cash in two equal stacks of thirteen-thousand dollars. She wrapped the stacks in two more hair elastics and hid them beneath her bureau with the rest of the money.

She now had fifty-thousand dollars of her brother’s three-hundred-thousand dollars found money. Now, with her ready to fuck and suck him, they were ready to do the dirty and nasty deed. Now, brother and sister were ready to have sex, incestuous sex. Only, as soon as he was about to climb on his sister’s bed with his naked sister, he heard a noise.

“What the Hell was that? Did you hear that? I heard someone downstairs. There’s someone downstairs,” he said.

Chapter 05:

Jason opened Jennifer’s bedroom door, stood in her doorway, and listened.

“It sounded as if someone had opened the front door and closed it,” said Jennifer in a whisper standing next to her naked brother naked. “Maybe it was someone next door. These walls are so thin that you can hear everything,” she said with an unconcerned shrug.

Distracted by his naked Escort sister standing next to him, he listened to his sister with one ear and listened for more noises downstairs with his other ear. Just as he was about to reach out and touch her, hold her, hug her, kiss her, and feel his naked sister where no brother should ever feel his naked sister, he heard another noise downstairs. Not making a sound, not even walking across the floor, he listened.

“Shh. I just heard something. There’s someone downstairs. I know there is,” he said in a whisper. “Shit! I hope it’s not a burglar.”

He wondered if someone had seen him find the bag of money earlier. Maybe someone was downstairs looking for the money to reclaim their lost loot. With his imagination getting the better of him, he recalled the movie, The Professional, where dirty DEA police shot and killed an entire family over drugs and drug money.

Just his luck, just when he was getting along with his sister and just when they were both naked and about to have sex, he’d be shot dead; they’d both be shot dead. Maybe he could persuade his killer to wait until after they had sex before killing them. Maybe he could use his sister as leverage to have sex with the drug dealer to not kill them. Only, his sister would be hysterical knowing that she was going to die for money.

“I hope Mom isn’t home,” said Jennifer out of the blue with a nervous albeit sexually excited little laugh. “That really would be embarrassing with the two of us standing here naked. She’d have a hissy fit. She’d have us both committed to an insane asylum for the incestuous perverted.”

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He hadn’t thought of his mother being home and her being the one walking around downstairs instead of a crazed and murderous, drug dealer. With him standing in the doorway of his sister’s bedroom naked, and after his sister put the perfect thought in his head, afraid before, he was sexually excited now. As convoluted and as perverted as his thinking was, he actually hoped his mother was home. He hoped it was his mother downstairs instead of an angry, drug dealer looking to murder him and his sister before recovering his money.

Oddly enough, with the both of them raised in the same family, the two of them were cut from the same cloth. As much as he seemed sexually excited that his mother could conceivably be home to catch him naked, his sister appeared sexually excited by that same premise too. Now, with him harboring the thought of his sister having lesbian sex with his mother, he couldn’t help but wonder if his sister was as sexually attracted to their mother as he was. In the way he had been sexually and incestuously lusting over their mother for years, maybe his sister had been sexually and incestuously lusting over their mother too.

‘Could my sister be as sexually attracted to my mother as I am? Nah,’ he thought. ‘My sister isn’t a lesbian. She’s not a pussy licker. If she’s anything, she’s a cocksucking whore. She loves cock not pussy.’

Now thinking more that it was his mother who was downstairs than it was a drug dealer, actually hoping that it was his mother, he wondered what his mother’s reaction would be to seeing them both naked. Truth be told, he wondered more what his mother’s reaction would be to seeing him naked instead of her seeing his sister naked. Maybe, in the way he had been sexually lusting over their mother, and possibly in the way his sister had been lusting over their mother too, what if their mother had been sexually lusting over them too?

‘Damn,’ he thought. ‘How hot would that be if my mother wanted to have sex with her son and daughter as much as her son and daughter wanted to have sex with her?’

No doubt, if their mother didn’t share their incestuous lust, she’d be angry that her son and daughter greeted her naked. No doubt, she’d think they had sex or were in the middle of having sex. He had time enough to put on some clothes but, too sexually excited by the prospect of exposing his cock to his mother in the way he exposed his cock to his sister, he didn’t bother getting dressed. He had already played his cards with his sister and now it was time to go all in with his mother too.

Hoping beyond hope, he’d much rather his mother be sexually excited over seeing his erect cock than being concerned over him being naked with his naked sister and possibly even having sex with her. Hoping beyond hope, he’d much rather that his mother be happy that he had twenty-four-thousand-dollars to give her to strip naked too. Hoping beyond hope, he’d much rather that his mother be happy that he had twenty-six-thousand-dollars more to pay her to have sex with him too. Hoping beyond hope, he’d much rather that his mother be happy that he’d pay her a fifty-thousand-dollar bonus to have sex with Jennifer while he watched. Hoping beyond hope, if it was his mother downstairs, his perfect opportunity, he hoped to persuade her to get naked and agree to have sex with him in Escort Bayan the way his sister had already stripped naked and agreed to have sex with him.

‘A blessing in disguise,’ he thought. ‘Maybe this is my perfect opportunity to not only have sex with my sister but also with my mother.’

Had they not been interrupted by the noise they heard downstairs, they’d already be having forbidden sex. If it is, indeed, their mother downstairs, maybe they should have sex and allow their mother catch them sucking, licking, and fucking. Yet, it would be one thing for their mother to catch her son and her daughter naked but it would be an incestuous overload of perversion to catch them having sex.

‘Still,’ he thought. ‘How hot would that be for his mother to catch them in the 69 position with his sister’s pussy in his mouth and his cock buried in his sister’s mouth? Oh, my God, I’d love to see the look on my mother’s face. Would she be angry or sexually excited? Would she want us to stop or would she want to participate by having a threesome?’

If it wasn’t enough seeing his sister naked, fulfilling all of his sexual fantasies after seeing her sexy, naked body, he’d love to see his mother’s MILF of a naked too. If it wasn’t enough his sister agreed to have sex with him for money, going where no son should ever go with his mother, maybe his mother would agree to have sex with him for money too. Maybe his mother would agree to have sex with her daughter for the extra fifty-thousand-dollar bonus while he watched. After they had sex, he’d love to have a threesome with his sexy sister and his MILF of a mother. Willing to pay them one-hundred-thousand-dollars each for the privilege, sex with his sister and sex with his mother would be his dream come true.

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He thought of about his original plan of him having sex with his sister. Then, he thought about his extended plan of him having sex with his mother too. Now, he thought about his dream team plan of his sister having sex with their mother while he watched. As much as he’d love to have a threesome with his sister and his mother, he’d love to see his sister having lesbian sex with their mother too.

He’d love to watch mother and daughter French kissing one another. He’d love to watch mother and daughter touching and feeling one another everywhere a mother and daughter should never touch and feel one another. He’d love to watch mother and daughter licking one another while fingering one another. Now, with his sister already naked and agreeing to have sex with him, the only question was would his mother agree to have sex with him too?

Normally, he’d much rather face an angry drug dealer than to face his angry mother. She had the temper of an angry hooker when a John cheated her out of paying her after she had given him sex. Fighting her way out, she could be such a nasty bitch when back into a corner. Yet, with him so nakedly exposed, in the way he had just exposed his erect cock to his sister, he’d love to expose his erect cock to his mother, too. Excited by the thought of showing his mother his prick, he wondered what his mother’s reaction would be to seeing his stiff prick. Ready to reward her handsomely with her share of his found money for the privilege of having sex with them, he’d love for his mother to come upstairs and join them in some sexy, incestuous fun.

Only and unfortunately, in the way he was easily able to get his sister to remove her clothes and agree to have sex with him for money, it may prove more difficult for his mother to go along with his ruse even for money. In the way that his grandmother was willing to have incestuous sex with him for free and his sister was willing to have incestuous sex with him for money, his mother was better than that. Even though his mother was a whore, even though she gave men hand jobs and blowjobs for money after work, she was still a lady. Moreover, she was still his mother, a mother who he loved, respected, adored, lusted over, and cherished.

With his sister as proof, already knowing how far across the incestuous line he was willing go, he didn’t know how far across the incestuous line his mother would be willing to go, if even at all. Maybe, unlike her daughter, she’d reject the idea of stripping herself naked in front of her son. Maybe, unlike him, she’d reject the idea of stripping herself naked in front of her daughter. Maybe, she’d refuse to have sex with her daughter while he watched. Maybe, she’d even refuse to have sex with him, never mind having a threesome with her children.

Yet, a gamble he was willing to take, even if his mother refused to strip naked and have sex with him or with them, he’d pay her the money anyway. He was only hoping to have a little sexy, incestuous fun by satisfying his sexual fantasies in not only seeing his sister naked but also seeing his mother naked too. He was only hoping to have a little sexy, incestuous fun by satisfying his incestuous desires Bayan Escort by not only have sex with his sister but also by having sex with his mother too. At the very least, if nothing else, he’d be exposing himself to his mother.

‘I love you, Mommy,’ he thought while imagining his mother seeing him naked and staring at his erection. ‘How do you like me now, Mom?’

He imagined greeting her as the way he was now, as naked as the day he was born. He imagined hugging his mother while still naked. With his naked cock pressed against her fully clothed belly and while feeling her big breast through her dress and bra, he imagined kissing his mother before slipping her his tongue. He imagined French kissing his mother before putting her hand on his erect prick and wrapping her long, manicured fingers around his cock. Then, moving her hand up and down with his hand, as if he was one of her cocktail lounge customers instead of her son, he imagined his mother stroking him before lowering herself to her knees and sucking him.

‘Suck me, Mom. Blow me. I need to cum in your mouth,’ he imagined saying to his mother.

It’s one thing to persuade his greedy, money grubbing, whore of a sister to remove her clothes and to even have sex with him for money but his mother was a different story. As if she was the head witch and the biggest bitch of their little conclave sexual deviates, his mother was the maternal head of their little, sexual household of degenerates. As if a fox in a henhouse, he was the one incestuous whoremonger ready to do his sister, his mother, and even his grandmother if he was horny enough. Yet, even though his mother was indeed a whore, a good woman deep down inside, she was still their mother after all.

In charge of their wellbeing, even though she was strict with discipline, quick with her punishment, and even faster with her hand, in the way she had been sexually abused by her brothers, she had never been sexually abusive with them. Nonetheless, as much as he had always wanted to see his sister naked, he had always wanted to see his mother naked too. As much as he had always wanted to have sex with his sister, he had always wanted to have sex with his mother too. Now, with him having seen his sister naked and his grandmother naked many times before, he could nearly imagine what his mother would look like naked too.

“She just left yesterday. She’s not due home until Monday,” said Jennifer in her feeble attempt to quell her brother’s anxiety and obvious sexual excitement over his mother seeing him naked. “With that long drive to the country to visit grandma, I don’t think she’d be back so soon. Nothing more than a noise you heard coming from next door, you’re just nervous that we’re both naked and about to have sex. What you heard is probably nothing more than your imagination. It was probably just the neighbors fighting. It’s early Sunday morning. Maybe they’re still drunk from partying last night,” said his sister with a disinterested shrug.

Nonetheless his sister’s lack of concern, Jason grabbed the baseball bat that was always there in readiness behind Jennifer’s bedroom door.

“There’s someone downstairs,” he said to his sister. “I know there is. I can feel them.” He called out to whoever it was. “Hello? Who’s there? I have a gun and I know how to use it,” he said.

Now with the both of them standing in the upstairs hall naked, with his sister shadowing him, Jason walked to the bannister to look down to see if he could hear and/or see someone walking around downstairs. Hopefully, his sister was right and it was just his imagination. Hopefully, his sister was right and, with the walls paper thin, it was someone next door fighting and making noise. Just as they reached the bannister to look down and to listen, before Jennifer and Jason could grab something to cover their nakedness, he heard their mother’s voice. Then, in the next instant, their mother was already at the top of the stairs and staring at her naked children with shocked surprise.

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“A gun? Where’d you get a gun?” Their mother walked to the top of the stairs. With them frozen in place, she saw her children and stared at her naked children. “Jennifer! Jason! Oh, my God! What in the Hell is going on here? Why on God’s green Earth are both naked,” said their mother, Jessica.

Jason covered his cock with his hand.

“Hi Mom,” said Jason with a big, sexually excited smile.

Jennifer covered her nakedness with her hand and forearm.

“Mom, you surprised us,” said Jennifer looking sheepishly embarrassed and sexually excited at the same time. “Why are you home so soon?”

With her eyes bugging out of her head, Jessica looked from Jason to look to Jennifer. With her head moving back and forth as if watching a ping pong match, she looked from one of her naked children to the other.

“What in the Hell are you doing? What in the Hell is wrong with you? Are you crazy? Are you insane? Oh, my God! Be still my heart,” she said placing her hand over her chest in the way that Jason wanted to place his hand on his mother’s breast. “Were you having sex? Oh, my God! Answer me. No don’t answer me. I don’t want to know but were you having sex?”

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Mûres18/Brigitte,73ans,cuir et films x-J’adore quand tu t’asseilles sur moi, dis-je à ma rousse amante Marlène, que tu m’offres ton petit trou du cul tout rose à lécher, tout vois, je m’applique, je peux te lécher longtemps, consciencieusement, sagement, je suis un bon lécheur pour les dames, j’aime que ma langue soit à ton service comme si je n’étais qu’un jouet sexuel, j’aime te piner, mais cela me fait tellement jouir de parler de Brigitte. Je te redonne mes jouissances, je te les livres, tu les ressens quand je te baise.-Mais moi aussi, cela me fait jouir, dit Marlène en se relevant, la raie du cul inondée par sa mouille et par le long balayage de ma langue. Je vois tellement les scènes, tu sais, je suis très visuelle. Je m’entendais bien avec Brigitte.Elle était toujours très aimable, très distinguée, légèrement excentrique avec son grand chignon, ses jupes assez courtes pour son âge, ses bas en couleur…un petit côté viennois, mais quand j’y pense, un je ne sais quoi de la vieille cochonne qui veut de la bite.- Au début, lorsque nous nous croisions, j’avais remarqué la jolie courbe de ses fesses. Si on m’avait dit que la croupe de la dame me tirerait des litres de sperme pendant deux ans et demi, je ne l’aurait pas cru. Parce qu’il m’en a têté du foutre, son petit cul de vieille bourgeoise! Les oisillons ouvrent le bec pour se faire nourrir, et Brigitte écartait bien les fesses pour donner de la grosse saucisse à son trou du cul.-Dans notre groupe de réunion, votre union alimentait toutes les conversations. C’était déjà spécial, de t’imaginer en train de la baiser…Mais à quatre pattes, devant le miroir, ou en train de te faire sucer le trou du cul, les jambes en l’air, ou de l’imaginer toute en cuir, se branlant et se lâchant sur toi au-dessus de la baignoire…Maintenant, quand je me caresse en pensant à ta queue, j’imagine que tu te vides les couilles sur les seins de Brigitte, j’imagine que tu la baises debout pendant que la femme de ménage passe l’aspirateur. Elle m’a bien fait jouir aussi, cette cochonne.-Elle m’a permis de développer un fantasme qui ne m’a pas quitté, et qui me ronge comme un virus: je suis obsédé par les jolies femmes mûres et dignes habillées en cuir, comme des putains vicieuses. Escort ça me rend dingue, je bande comme un âne à la recherche de photos de gentilles et jolies – je précise, jolies- grand mères au nichons de pute, mises en valeur par des bustiers de cuir, des dames au regard austère et respectable, mais en tenue sm….L’idéal, ce serait de baiser une petite jeune sur le même lit, pour alterner le service de léchage envers la vieille cochonne, et la fente toute fraîche à déguster…. Le doux baiser l’étudiante aux seins fermes et ronds, pendant la pipe baveuse d’une Brigitte, d’une fidèle de tea-rooms dont les lèvres vaginales dépassent de sa culotte en cuir fendue, façon sado-maso……Se faire sucer par la jeunette qui veut rendre service dans une fellation discrète et soumise, pendant que je lèche à genoux la vieille salope, adossée contre un mur. …Le foutre sur la langue de madame pute, ou la giclée nerveuse qui se répand sur ses seins, ses pommes bien rondes pour son âge, qu’elle masse doucement en me regardant me branler (Brigitte aimait me voir gicler, comme toi, Marlène…On faisait juste attention que ça ne gicle pas trop haut, avec sa masse imposante de cheveux blonds relevés en chignon, cela lui aurait donné un boulot infernal d’enlever le foutre de son jeune étalon avant de sortir en ville). Ou alors une jeune pute roumaine ou brésilienne, pleine de cellulite, une grosse pute, quoi…qui n’est là que pour me lécher les couilles, pour magnifier l’érection dont bénéficie la vielle dame qui ne pourrait plus vivre désormais sans se faire enfiler quotidiennement.Un soir d’hiver, dans le même salon qui m’avait vu couché sur la grande table, les jambes en l’air comme une femme chez le gynécologue, pendant que Brigitte, assise comme pour un repas, me bouffait la raie à grands coups de langue, nous avions programmé une partie de baise devant la cheminée. Une baise à même le sol, sur le tapis, avec quelques coussins.Marlène commence de se branler rêveusement. Aucune urgence. Elle se fait plaisir tranquillement, la soirée ne fait que commencer. Je lape sa fente en quelques coups de langue et je continue mon récit.-Je suis prêt avant elle. Cela m’excite de l’attendre nu sur le tapis, dont Escort Bayan la texture râpeuse accentue le côté inhabituel de la situation.j’entends le bruit sec des chaussures à haut talon de Brigitte qui sort de la salle de bain. Merveille, elle a pris le temps de se faire bien salope. Tout y est, les brassards en cuir, bien noués sur les avant-bras, le maquillage prononcé, les seins blancs de la distinguée vieille dame qui dépassent outrageusement du bustier noir et luisant, la culotte fendue, laissant bailler la chatte rasée, fente de vieille petite fille, pourrait-on dire, et les bas résille complètent le tableau de la vieille salope qui, malgré son grand âge, va consacrer sa soirée à se faire enfiler et gicler dessus. non, le tableau n’est pas complet. Le petit détail qui tue: elle tient un petit pot de vaseline. Quoi de plus naturel, quand on est une dame de 73 ans qui a pris l’habitude de se faire enculer presque jours? Ce pot de vaseline est un incontournable. C’est plutôt son absence qui ferait une drôle d’impression. Aussi bizarre que si elle m’avait dit: -Aujourd’hui, tout ce que tu veux, mais pas dans le cul.Alors que justement, la normale, la culmination, la conclusion habituelle pour la vieille dame, c’est la bite dans le cul. Ma bite ravie de se sentir cracher son huile dans cette vieille lampe.Autre détail dont je me souviens: l’ordinateur ouvert, et prêt à actionner des vidéos pornos concernant les femmes mûres. Brigitte portait un jugement sévère et dégoûté envers le porno, comme envers bien d’autres choses. A force de faire la pute qui suce le cul, de se costumer en grand-mère Sado Maso, et après une année d’enculade, elle a fini par assumer sa curiosité pour le sexe. Un peu amusée, cachant mal son enthousiasme, son plaisir de se sentir rajeunie en faisant des cochonneries que l’on image mal de la part d’une dame de son âge, je lui avait montré quelques échantillons de vidéos pornos. Certaines provoquaient son étonnement amusé, sous couvert de ne pas mourir idiote. Les scènes lesbiennes ne l’intéressaient pas du tout, ni les scènes de groupes. Par contre, certains physiques masculins ne la laissaient pas indifférente. Ce soir là, nous avons regardé plusieurs scènes de femmes Bayan Escort très mûres, comme elle, suçant des petits jeunes. Elle devait se sentir comprise, moins marginalisée dans son goût inavoué pour la pipe baveuse, pour les feuilles de rose, pour la sodomie.Elle s’est ensuite levée pour remettre une bûche dans le feu. En se penchant, j’admirais les globes jumeaux et blancs de ses fesses de bourgeoise enculée, son petit anus toujours prêt à avaler la bite de son nouveau fils.Comme d’habitude, elle a fini par se saisir du pot de vaseline, après tout un prélude de coups de langues salaces de part et d’autres. une fois que j’avais bien chevauché son visage, j’avais les couilles à la fois humides et toutes brûlantes du désir de l’enculer.Je me rappelle que l’enculade a été longue, presque méditative. Nous étions couchés sur le côté. Avec la tranquillité et l’aisance dues à l’habitude, comme un artisan qui connaît bien son métier, j’enfilais très lentement mon gland dans l’anus de la jolie vieille salope. je crois que c’est ce soir là que nous avons définitivement établi notre marche à suivre préférée: sortir entièrement le gland pour que l’anus se referme. Tout cela très lentement, très doucement. Comme une lente respiration. Le gland se pose sur l’anus de la vieille dame.Il entre.C’est serré, c’est bon.Brigitte soupire.Je me retireLentementBrigitte soupire pendant l’entrée de la bite, et aussi quand elle sortPetit cul entrebâillé, qui se referme.Vieille salope, allez, encore un coupJe me branle dans ton culAnus de vieille pute,Fais moi jouirça monte dans mes couilles, mais je garde un mouvement assez lent.Ne pas juter quand je suis sorti, attendre le tout dernier moment pour rester à l’intérieurQuand ça vient, je lui lime le cul à l’intérieurL’anneau me serre toujours bien. Les giclées sont légèrement interrompu.entre le moment où la giclée devient pressante, inévitable, et celui où mes couilles se sont vides, je jouis longtempsbien au chaud, bien serréIl me semble que le sperme gicle très loinPutain, c’est trop bon d’enculer une jolie dame de 73 ansJe pense à tous ces gens qui nous connaissent, qui baisent peut-être mollement en ce moment-même, tandis que la vieille dame austère me tourne le dos, que je regarde la courbe douce de son épaule ronde, de ses jambes galbées, de ses fesses affamées de bite, quand je regarde sa chevelure digne d’un conte de fée, et que je me répand dans un long cri de jouissance dans le trou du cul de Brigitte

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Trio au saunaCette histoire se passe alors que nous étions Laurence et moi en vacances en Espagne, dans un hôtel en bord de mer sur la Costa Brava, fin septembre 2017.Nous passons d’agréables vacances, il fait encore beau a cette période et l’hôtel est a moitié plein ce qui nous permet de profiter pleinement des installations: SPA, massages, sauna, piscine intérieure… Chaque soir vers 18h00 nous descendons a la piscine et pendant que Laurence fait quelques brasses je profite su SPA et du sauna. Le troisième soir je fais connaissance d’un homme dans le sauna, il a la cinquantaine, les cheveux poivre et sel, il est plutôt bel homme. Nous discutons, il est seul et est en Espagne pour affaires, de notre place nous ne voyons pas Laurence qui continue de barboter. Le type parle librement et s’amuse a commenter les femmes qui passent devant nous: celle la est pas mal, baisable, moche… Il me dit qu’il fréquente souvent les clubs libertin ou il se trouve en déplacement mais que sur la région il n’y a rien. Puis Laurence passe devant nous, elle nous regarde en souriant, je ne dit rien, j’attends un commentaire qui ne tarde pas: hummm, tu vois ça c’est le genre de femme que j’adore, sophistiquée, beau visage, de belles formes bien placées et un cul rebondi. Laurence se dirige au spa, il ne la quitte pas des yeux puis me dit: il faut que j’arrête je vais bander et ça va se voir !!! Je lui réponds: ce n’est pas grave continus, nous sommes que tout les deux et il n’y a plus personne vers elle.- Oui, tu as raison il n’y a pas de mal a se faire du bien ! Effectivement, je vois que sa serviette est montée d’un cran, je me dis: il bande le salaud, il bande en regardant ma femme, il aimerait la baiser !!! Sans m’en rendre compte, je me mets a bander aussi, mais ça ,’échappe pas au type qui me dit:- Toi aussi elle te fait bander, hein !!!Je décide de lui dire:- Oui mais moi je vais la baiser ce soir- Ah bon ? Tu es bien sur de toi !- Oui car c’est ma femme !Le type change de couleur et bredouille:- Je, je suis désolé, je ne savais pas !- Ne t’inquiète pas! Il n’y a pas de problème, c’est plutôt flatteuril y a un silence puis j’ajoute- C’est même plutôt excitant de te voir bander devant elle- Ça t’a excité ? – Oui, j’ai toujours fantasmé sur un plan a trois avec elle mais je me suis toujours demandé si, le moment venu ça m’exciterait de voir un homme bander pour elle puis la baiser, maintenant je sais que oui !Je sentais ma queue tressaillir sous ma serviette et le type Escort le remarqua et me dit:- Si tu veux, je suis ton homme pour assouvir ton fantasme ! je vois que l’idée te plait !!!puis il ajouta:- Ne t’inquiète pas je suis dans le même état que toi !!! regarde…Il écarta lentement les pans de sa serviettes, sa queue dressée bondit comme un diable !!! Whaou !!!! J’étais stupéfait, il bandait comme un taureau, sa queue était énorme, magnifique avec gland bien dessiné et proéminent. Je ne pu m’empêché de le féliciter et lui dire:- J’adorerais la voir s’enfoncer dans la chatte de ma femme !- C’est quand tu veux mon ami !Je me mis a lui raconter ce qu’elle aimait, ses fantasmes, surtout un: qu’elle aimerait se faire prendre par derrière pendant qu’elle suce un autre homme. Pendant que je lui racontais nos ébats, il se mit a se caresser, il regardait Laurence dans le spa en se masturbant lentement, il ne la quittait pas des yeux, elle était là devant lui a 10 mètres ! De ma place je ne la voyais pas mais par un jeu de mirroir, je vis qu’elle le regardait aussi, il retira sa serviette et écarta les jambes, il saisit sa queue a pleine main et se branla vigoureusement, ses couilles montaient au rythme de sa main, sa queue était dressée a la verticale ! Elle ne pouvait pas le rater !!!D’ailleurs elle ne se privait pas de mater !!! De ma place, je ne voyais pas ses mains, mais il me semblait qu’elles étaient entre ses jambes ! La salope !!! Elle se touche en regardant ce type se branler !!!!Ma queue était de plus en plus raide, je me masturbais aussi, je n’avais qu’une envie c’était de la faire venir vers nous et de la baiser !Je pris l’initiative, je me levais et j’ouvrais la porte, lorsqu’elle me vit elle tourna la tête de l’autre côté ! Je l’appelais et lui fit signe de la main de venir nous rejoindre, elle me regarda et me fit non de le tête, j’insistais:- Viens voir !Elle se levait et vint nous rejoindre lentement, le type avait toujours sa queue à la main et me dit avant qu’elle n’entre:- Regarde ce que je vais lui mettre ! Dit il en redressant et décalottant son sexe.Elle ouvrit la porte, nous étions nus, la queue au garde a vous dans sa direction. Elle ne dit rien, je la pris par la main et la guidais entre nous, elle s’assied, je lui caressais l’intérieur des cuisses, frôlant son sexe. Elle saisit ma main et me dit:- Qu’est ce que tu fais ? – Devine !- Non mais je ne suis pas d’accord !En une seconde le type s’était agenouillé et avait Escort Bayan glissé sa tête entre ses cuisses, je le voyais lui lécher la chatte par dessus son maillot de bain, puis d’une main il dégagea son maillot laissant apparaître sa chatte épilée.Le type y plongea la tête, la langue en avant, il lui aspirait le minou, le léchant dans tous les sens! Je voyais sa langue entrer et sortir du vagin de ma femme et visiblement elle aimait ça, elle écartait un peu plus les cuisses pour lui faciliter la tache et basculait la tête en arrière dans un râle, je sus a ce moment précis que j’allais réaliser mon fantasme, j’étais tellement excité que j’ai failli décharger. Le type continuait de brouter ma femme, je suis monté sur le banc ou elle était assise, j’ai frotté ma queue sur sa bouche, elle ouvrit les yeux, regarda ma queue, sourit et la pris entièrement dans sa bouche. Elle me tailla la plus belle pipe qu’elle ne m’ait jamais faite !!! Le type me rejoint, debout à la gauche de Laurence, il lui tendait sa queue, il frottait son gland contre sa joue en se masturbant. Sa main gauche s’enroula autour de son membre puis elle commença à le branler, elle recracha mon sexe, tourna la tête et suça goulûment le type ! Quel pied de regarder sa femme sucer un type !!!Elle nous suçait chacun notre tour, tout en nous masturbant, puis le type se retira et dit:- Allez chérie, maintenant a ton tour, tu vas ramasser !!!Sans un mot Laurence s’est retournée et lui a tendu son cul, le type ne s’est pas fait prier, il l’a prise d’un coup, enfonçant sa queue jusqu’à la garde, Laurence laissa échapper un râle de plaisir.je regardais cette énorme queue entrer et sortir du sexe de ma femme, elle grimaçait de plaisir et en redemandait:- Oh ouiiiii, encore, plus fort, encore, encore!!!Encouragé par ses cris il accélérait encore, il lui labourait la chatte. Puis il stoppa net, se retira et lui dit:- Et maintenant le délice suprême…Il saisit sa queue de la main droit et posa son gland contre son petit trou, elle eu un mouvement de recul, elle posa sa main sur la hanche du type pour le stopper en laissant échapper un:- Non, non !!!Mais a peine eu t elle le temps de le dire qu’il avait déjà planter la moitié de sa bite dans son cul, elle grimaçait de douleur ou de plaisir c’était impossible a dire ! Il resta ainsi quelques instants puis repris de lents mouvements, Laurence avait toujours sa main sur sa hanche pour le freiner, après quelques minutes elle commença a gémir, Bayan Escort elle retira sa main pour avoir un bon appui, en bon baiseur le type le remarqua et accéléra la cadence, ses mouvements de bassin étaient de plus en plus amples, il enfonçait maintenant sa queue entièrement, jusqu’à la garde!!!De toute évidence elle appréciait le traitement, elle hurlait de plaisir !!! Je n’en pouvais plus, il fallait que je participe moi aussi, je tapais sur l’épaule de mon ami de baise, il se retirait, je me couchais sur le dos sous Laurence, elle vint s’empaler sur ma queue dans un râle, elle remuait son cul dans tous les sens puis elle s’immobilisait tendant son cul au type pour lui faciliter le passage dans son petit trou ! Je sentais la queue du type s’enfoncer et frotter contre la mienne, nous avons repris nos mouvements, Laurence s’est couchée sur moi en gémissant de plaisir, ses seins frottaient contre ma bouche. J’étais plutôt limité dans mes mouvements mais le type ne se privait pas, il la baisait dans tous les sens et a fond.Après quelques minutes, il s’est retiré et s’est branlé sur cul, inondant sa croupe et son dos par de longues giclées épaisses. N’y tenant plus j’en fit autant, je lui remplissais la chatte de sperme chaud et gluant.Nous nous sommes assis sur le banc, Laurence entre nous, elle fermait les yeux et posait une main sur chacune de nos cuisses. Puis le type s’est levé, est monté debout sur le banc, Laurence a ouvert les yeux et il lui dit:- Suce moi, j’ai encore envie !Effectivement, il avait encore la queue raide, en bonne petite salope, Laurence s’est exécutée, elle pris sa queue entre ses mains, le branlait tout en le suçant. En dix minutes il avait déchargé dans la bouche de ma femme, sa semence coulait le long de ses lèvres, sur son menton et ses seins. Elle nettoya soigneusement sa queue a grands coups de langue. Il prit ensuite sa serviette et nous dit:- On se voit ce soir, ça vous dit ? Je suis chambre 210, je vous attends vers 23 heuresPuis il regarda ma femme et lui dit:- Je partage ma chambre avec un ami, il sera très heureux de faire ta connaissance !Laurence ne dit rien, une fois seuls, je lui dis:- J’ai adoré ça ! et toi ?- Je suis une salope !- Oh oui !!! Et une sacrée !!! Mais je peux te dire que j’adore ça !!! si j’avais su, il y a longtemps que je t’aurais emmené en club échangiste. Rien que d’en parler, je bande !!!Avec sa serviette elle commençait a essuyer le sperme de son amant, je l’arrêtais:- Non, laisse, ne l’essuie pas !De ma main j’étalais le sperme sur ses seins tout en la pelotant, je l’allongeais sur le banc et nous avons a nouveau baisé.Le soir, à 23 heures, nous avons décidé de rendre visite a notre ami, mais ça c’est une autre histoire.

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Hailey Gets Pulled OverThis is a continuation of my previous story “Cleaning Up By Getting Dirty” that you can find on my profile. Enjoy! – VivicaI was driving home from getting my hair done thinking of my sexy black neighbor Mr. Chapman. I showed up to my appointment late because of traffic and almost had to give up my spot, but the appointment after me arrived early so my hairdresser took care of her first and then did me after. I got myself a cute bob with bangs, like Ramona Flowers from Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World. I kept the color my natural red instead of doing anything neon like Ramona. Traffic had lightened up by the time I left my appointment, so I was cruising home with my new do and a flurry of thoughts.The last time I saw Mr. Chapman, my sexy neighbor, he was in his hot tub and I watched him from my window. It was a perfectly innocent exchange and… OK, I’m lying. I watched him masturbate in his hot tub while he watched me do the same from my bedroom window. There, I said it. That was almost a week ago at this point, and he’s been stuck in my head since.I had only really known him for about two weeks. By ‘know’ him I mean got plowed by his massive dong and haven’t stopped thinking about it. I would have reached out to him to see if he wanted to get coffee or, I don’t know, plow me again, but even if I had his contact info I’m not sure I would have had the courage to ask.Before I met him I was basically a virgin. After I met him I became an insatiable horndog. Ever since our fateful night where he caught me skinny dipping in his pool I haven’t been able to get him out of my head. Every night when I get home I check out my window for any signs of him, but I’m rarely rewarded. Did he work nights? Was he out of town? Was he avoiding me? I didn’t know, and I had no way of finding out. Oh well, c’est la vie.Red and blue lights filled my car. I heard the whoop whoop! of a police siren. My eyes flashed down to my speedometer. I was going eighty. I wasn’t sure what the speed limit was, but I was positive it wasn’t eighty. “Shit,” I said as my heart pounded in my chest. I signaled and pulled over, slowing to a stop in a wooded area of road just before my neighborhood. Great, I was so close. I definitely would have slowed down once I got to houses, but he got me while I was distracted. I sighed and put my hands at ten and two after rolling down my windows.The officer pulled up behind me and stopped. He stayed in his vehicle for a bit, probably checking my plates. I got ready to dish out the waterworks. I opened my eyes wide and stopped myself from blinking to get them to tear up. I didn’t have the money to pay for a speeding ticket and my parents would be pissed to have to cover it for me. I heard a car door slam as the officer stepped out of his vehicle and came around to the passenger’s side of my car. He rested his forearm on the edge of the window and leaned down to look at me.“License, registration and proof of insurance please,” he said, shining his flashlight directly into my eyes.“Sure officer, can I go for my glove box?” I asked. I didn’t want to spook him by just reaching for it. Some cops are testy.“Go ahead, ‘mam,” he said.I leaned over, suddenly self conscious of how low cut my top was, and thought the officer got a good view of my cleavage as I reached for my papers. Maybe that’ll help me get out of a ticket, I joked to myself. I grabbed everything in my glove box and pulled all of it into my lap, sorting through papers to find what he had asked for. Then I pulled my license out of my purse and handed it over along with my registration and proof of insurance. He snatched it up and glanced at it.“You have any idea how fast you were going?” he asked as he shined his flashlight at my papers. If I admitted I was speeding, he’d surely give me a ticket. If I said I didn’t know how fast I was going, that implied I was being reckless and he might ticket me anyway. I considered lying and saying I knew I was going the speed limit, but that probably wouldn’t work either. Instead, I stared at the wheel and kept my eyes open, trying to get more tears to come.“I clocked you going about eighty in a fifty. That could be a very expensive fine, Miss Hailey,” he said. Something about the way he said my name sound familiar. It couldn’t be. I leaned over again and tried to get a better look at the officer. He shined his light back into my face.“Mr. Chapman? Is that you?” I asked, squinting into the light.“That’s Officer Chapman, ‘mam,” he said. He shined his flashlight away from my eyes so I could see him. He smiled and winked.“Oh god, you really had me going for a second!” I laughed. “Wait, you’re a cop?”“Yes ‘mam,” he said, leaning over and resting his forearms on the side of my passenger side window again.“But that night when we… y’know… you were in a suit and everything,” I said.“I had just got back from a funeral,” he said.“Oh, I’m sorry.”“Nah, you made my night a lot better,” he said. I smiled at him as I recalled that night. “But ‘mam, we need to talk about this speeding ticket you’re about to get,” he said, putting his authoritative voice back on. My smile faded.“Yeah, I suppose you’ve got a job to do. Sorry, I was just trying to-”“I understand a young college k** may not be able to afford such an expensive ticket. I’d hate to put a bright-eyed girl like you into a bind, so maybe we can come to some other arrangement?”He couldn’t be serious. Was he still on duty? Was his dash cam running? I was parked on the side of the road in a major suburb, what if someone saw us? Though I supposed if he was suggesting it he probably had answers to all those questions and knew what he was doing. I put on my most breathy Marylin Monroe voice to help sell the act.“Why, surely officer, there must be some agreement we can come to. I don’t know how I’d be able to pay such an outrageous fine otherwise,” I said, doing my best to play along. He snorted at my voice and tried to hold back a smile.“Step out of the car for me, ‘mam,” he said.“Why, yes sir,” I said, opening my door and exiting the vehicle.“Come around to this side, please. We don’t want you getting hurt by traffic,” he said.“Why, of course not officer,” I said. He snorted again. I walked around the front of my car and faced him, arching my back to push my chest toward him and show off my low cut top.“Please put your hands on the hood, ‘mam.” I turned to face my car, placing both my hands on top of it. “Spread your legs a bit for me,”“Why, whatever for?” I asked, already complying.“I’m gonna have to check you for a weapon. Standard procedure, you understand.”“Of course, officer, whatever you have to do,” I said, holding back laughter at my own breathy voice. I wasn’t sure if it was doing anything for him, but at least it made it clear I was playing along.He stepped forward and placed his hands on my hips. I looked at him over my shoulder as he ‘patted me down’. His hands went from my hips and down Escort each leg, patting his way down with both hands on either side of my left leg before doing the same to my right. I was wearing a miniskirt, so his pats quickly went to bare flesh.As his hands patted up my thighs he lifted my skirt, took a handful of my booty and squeezed it before sliding his fingers down and under me to delicately rub my vagina through my panties. A pulse of warm electricity went through me. I let out a soft moan.“Everything all right, ‘mam?”“Oh yes officer, please continue,” I said, giving him a coy, pouty smirk as I finished the sentence. He averted his eyes, and I saw his cheeks tense up as he tried not to laugh. My skirt fell back into place and his hands continued up my body. First, he patted my sides up to my armpits, then reached around my body and patted my breasts.“My, my, what do we have here?” he said, cupping them and squeezing through the fabric of my padded bra.“What is it, officer?” I asked.“Seems like you’ve got some heavy artillery here,” he said. He gave my breasts a few quick lifts, as if feeling their weight. “I’m sorry ‘mam, but I’m afraid I’m gonna have to see what these are to ensure my own safety.”He turned me around and unbuttoned my top. I looked up at him and put on my best oh-no-I-hope-I’m-not-in-trouble face, but I felt my cheeks tense from holding back a smile. Once the last button was undone, he spread my top open and looked at my creamy white skin the way a fat k** looks at donuts. His big, warm hands grabbed me by the waist and slid up my ribs. I felt his fingers crawl behind me, and before I knew it the familiar support from my bra was gone. As his hands came back around my ribs, so did my bra, and my natural E cups became bare.With a flick of his wrist he tossed my bra into the passenger’s side window and took both my bare breasts in his hands. I kept looking into his eyes, watching his hungry looks as he felt my breasts for the first time since our crazy night two weeks ago. I moaned and chewed on my lower lip. “I missed you,” I said.He kneeled down in front of me so he was head level with my breasts. Being over a foot taller than me, he didn’t have much choice. I smiled as he leaned forward and took one of my perky pink nipples into his mouth, pressing his face against my breast and letting it mold around him. Hot damn, his mouth felt good. I ran my fingers behind his head, feeling the tight curls of his black hair and encouraging him to keep sucking on my nipple.With his free hand he clutched my other breast, squeezing it and jiggling it against his face while he sucked on me. It felt so good and yet so bad. He’s a cop? Is he even allowed to do this? How does he afford a fancy house like his on a cop’s salary? Maybe he was a high class stripper that dressed like a cop. And had a cop car. And a badge. And a gun. If that were even true, would it be better?His mouth switched to my other breast and sucked with more fervor. I had already learned he was a boob guy, but our first encounter he didn’t get the chance to suck on my nipples and he was definitely making up for it. The way he nuzzled into my heavy breasts, sucking and pulling with his lips, showed it was clearly something he wanted to do for a while. I pushed my arms together, letting my biceps squeeze my breasts and plump them up for him. That’s it baby, enjoy them, they’re all for you.He cupped one in each hand and put his face between them, sticking his tongue out and licking over my cleavage while periodically sucking my pale breast flesh into his mouth. I heard him groan, low and loud, almost like a growl. “You like those, officer?” I asked, my fake Marylin Monroe voice gone. He growled again in response. I smiled at the power my chest had over him, enough to turn him into a hungry a****l. Were all boob guys like this, or had I found someone special?I reached down and undid his belt. He stopped me, but then undid his zipper. Maybe because of all the gear on his belt he didn’t want it to come off. I wasn’t sure, but I reached into his fly and dug around until I pulled his long, black shaft through. It was already thickening, but not quite hard, so I was able to pull it out without causing him any discomfort.He stood up and pushed his hips forward. “Get on your knees and put your hands behind your head,” he said. I raised an eyebrow at the command and kneeled down, interlacing my fingers behind my head like he asked. While his blood was clearly heading that direction, he wasn’t completely hard yet, so I thought it would be fun to suck him deeply into my throat. It would difficult without my hands, but that was just going to make it more fun.He was long, so I had to lower my face quite a bit to get his tip in my mouth before regaining my posture and sucking him deeper. He groaned in approval and that only encouraged me to go farther. I felt the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat and my gag reflex kicked in.I pulled my head back and blinked away the tears that formed at my eyes, then slowly pushed him back down my throat. His dick brushed against that sensitive part of my throat again, and I felt my neck muscles clench around his shaft as they tried to expel him out. He moaned as I gagged. I pulled my head up so that only his tip was in my mouth and sucked on it while I caught my breath.His big hands weaved through my bright red hair but didn’t apply any pressure on the back of my head. “I like your haircut,” he whispered.“Fankoo,” I mumbled around his swollen cock head.I relaxed my throat and slowly sucked him into my mouth again. He was firming up and almost to the point where I knew I wouldn’t be able to fit him anymore, so I wanted to make it count. I pushed my face down his throbbing shaft, wiggling my tongue under the belly of his cock as I did. One of his hands thumped on the roof of my car.I felt him brush against my gag reflex once more and I held it there. My throat wanted to react, but I waited. Slowly, patiently, I pushed him past that barrier in my throat that was trying to keep him from going any deeper. I felt my neck swell as he gradually slid deeper down. I climbed my face down his shaft with my lips like I was slurping spaghetti until my nose touched his pelvis and his heavy balls rested on my chin.I did it. I actually managed to deepthroat my hung AF, black neighbor. He wasn’t completely hard yet, but I was still proud of the accomplishment all the same. I pulled back a few inches and then slid back down, letting his full length enjoy the warm, tight confines of my throat.“Holy shit, baby,” he groaned, applying gentle pressure on the back of my head now to encourage me to stay deep. I felt him swelling inside my mouth. Any second now he’d be hard as a rock and I’d be choking on him, so I slid my face back up his long shaft and left a thick coat of saliva in my wake. I smiled up at him teary eyed because of the effort I went Escort Bayan through to hold back my gag reflex.“I did it,” I gasped, clearing my throat.“You sure did. Hot damn, Miss Hailey,” he said, smiling down at me.I smiled back and opened my mouth for seconds, sucking on his fat cock head as my hands stayed interwoven behind my head like he asked. Massive as he was, I could barely fit more than a few inches of him into my mouth when he was fully hard, but I took those few inches eagerly. As I bobbed up and down him I wondered if I couldn’t train myself to take his whole length even while fully erect. I took my time and learned to deepthroat him semi-hard, would it be so difficult to step it up a notch?His body stiffened as the headlights of a car went by. I heard the vehicle slow down, trying to rubberneck what was going on. Officer Chapman shined his light at them and waved them onward. I heard a window roll down. I froze with his dick still in my mouth. “Find an abandoned vehicle, officer? I can tow it for ya,” a male voice said.“That won’t be neccesary, move along sir,” he said.“I could use the work, it won’t be no trouble.”Apparently I was hidden behind my car otherwise the man would no doubt have commented. Since he couldn’t see me, I decided to keep going. I pushed Mr. Chapm- excuse me, Officer Chapman’s big black cock to the back of my throat and held it there.“I said move along,” Officer Chapman said. I noticed his authoritative tone wavered as I continued the blowjob.“Y’know it’s i*****l to leave a vehicle on the side of the road like this,” the man said as I sucked harder on my hung police officer, “Someone could get hurt if they don’t see it.”“I already have a tow truck on the way, be on your way or I’ll…” Officer Chapman lost his train of thought as I wiggled my tongue against the belly of his cock.“Or you’ll what, exactly?” the man asked.“Leave. Now.”“All right, fine, suit yourself,” he man said and I heard him drive off.Once in the clear, I felt him relax and push my hair back to prevent it from getting slobbery.“You’re evil, you know that?” he said.I slid off his cock to catch my breath and speak. “Sorry, would you rather I-”“I didn’t say stop,” he interrupted, gently guiding himself back into my mouth.I rotated my face and pushed the tip of his cock against the inside of my cheek, rubbing it against the soft skin within. He grinned and pushed his hips forward ever so slightly, exaggerating the effect and making me look like a chipmunk with an acorn in my cheek. I tried to smile, thinking how funny I looked, but with a mouthful of his throbbing black cock it was difficult. I felt a mixture of saliva and precum drip down my chin and pushed back a loose strand of my hair with a pinky.When he saw me do that, he pulled his hips back to take his dick out my mouth. I looked up at him, my lips puffy from sucking. “What is it?” I asked.“I don’t wanna mess up your new hair,” he said, his voice breathy and urgent, “stand up.” I did so. He grabbed my hips and turned me around. “Spread your legs,” he ordered.I spread my legs two shoulder widths apart. I felt his hands slide up my thighs to lift my skirt, then quickly pull my panties to one side. In no time flat I felt his bulbous cock head probing between my legs, slick from my messy blowjob just seconds prior. He found my vagina and pushed his hips forward, squeezing himself between my tight lips until his head was inside me.I stood on my tiptoes and put my hands on the top of my car for balance. He let my skirt fall and gripped my thick hips with both of his hands to pull me back onto his beefy shaft. My jaw dropped in a silent scream. I had taken him inside me fully hard before, but we spent about fifteen minutes warming up my tight vagina to his immense size. This time, however, he wiggled his hips and buried his meat inside me as eager as a puppy running to their food bowl.I spread my feet farther apart to give his massive cock more room, but he was so big and I was so tight it didn’t make much difference. I let out a big breath of air and tried to relax as he slowly pumped in and out of my vagina with his bare cock. He probably wanted to get balls deep and pound me like k** playing whack-a-mole, but despite his obvious craving for my body he showed restraint. He knew he’d cause some serious damage otherwise.One of his hands went from my hips and down the front of my skirt where he slid his fingers between my legs and massaged my clit. I let out a little squeal of delight as the two sensations mixed; him rubbing me and pumping me at the same time. I felt his hot breath against my neck and braced myself against my car so he could keep pushing his length inside me at the pace he wanted to.I’ll admit it was a rough start, and even hurt a little, but as my body got used to his size once again it became pure pleasure. My calves were getting tired from standing on my toes, but I knew if I stood flat on my feet the angle would be off and make things difficult. I arched my back, trying to push my booty out and up so he had a better angle into my warm, wet vagina.I looked over my shoulder and saw him bent awkwardly to not only get a good angle to penetrate me, but also reach his hand around to massage my clit. It felt amazing, but I didn’t want him to be so uncomfortable. Since my calves hurt anyway, I looked around to come up with a better solution. My passenger side window was still open and not even a foot away.“Wait one second, hold up,” I said as he pumped his mass into me. He slowed his hips.“What is it?” he asked.I tiptoed over a few feet and stuck my head through the open window, bending over and resting my hips on the car door while putting my hands on the seat in front of me. I spread my legs and relaxed my calves, able to put my weight on the car now. Without a prompt from me, he started to pump again. The angle was different now; it felt like he could go farther in me before he got too deep. Maybe I was just getting used to him.With both hands he gripped my hips and sped up. I don’t know what compelled me to let Mr. Chapman enter me without protection again. I knew full well he was going to unleash his seed inside me and I was perfectly OK with that. Not only was I OK with it, I actually wanted him to. What was it about this handsome black man that made me so reckless?I was shocked and slightly ashamed of myself during our first encounter. I barely knew him and yet I irresponsibly let him inside me where he proceeded to pump me full of cream like I was an éclair. I knew it was risky, but I went along with it anyway and was thrilled with my decision after. This was only our second meeting, and I was taking him inside me once again without a second thought. In a few short, blissful moments he would fill me with his sperm again and for some reason I was totally down.His fingers dug into my hips as he thrust into me. I was amazed at his self control, going Bayan Escort as deep as he was but not all the way. Part of me wanted him to just force himself in balls deep. I wanted him to let loose and enjoy my body to its fullest, but I knew I would regret it. Maybe in time I would learn to accept his full length. For now, there was more than enough of Mr. Chapman to keep me satisfied.My car made squeaking noises as the suspension rocked back and forth. If anyone saw us it would look ridiculous with my butt hanging out the window like it was. Not to mention what they would think if they saw a big black cop plowing a little white college girl. Without context there would be a scandal for sure. Even with context, we barely knew each other. What was our story, that we were friends with benefits and I didn’t want a ticket?I watched the air freshener hanging from my rear-view mirror swing back and forth in time with his thrusts. My thighs were cold, hanging against the metal of my car, but the rest of me was warm and tingly. I felt his hand smack my booty and I let out a little yelp. I looked back at him and he smiled at me. I smiled back and said, “Yeah baby, you get me out of that speeding ticket!” like we were in some cheesy porn movie. He grinned and spanked me again, this time on the other cheek.My breasts swung and jiggled underneath me and I wished that he could see them. I knew he was fond of them, it would have been a great show. His massive cock swelled up inside me. What was already rock hard turned to steel. His fingers wrapped around to the crease of my hip bone for more leverage and held me tight while he thrust into me from behind. He was ready to explode.His pace quickened and his self control wavered. Every few thrusts he would push just a little too far to where it was uncomfortable, but I didn’t care because I knew he was about to unload his aching balls and I wanted every single drop. His tired huffs turned to grunts. His grunt turned to a growl. His growl rose to a roar as his balls unleashed a wave of thick, creamy sperm between my legs.The feeling of his cock bucking and twitching inside me was heaven. My vagina filled with warmth and the previous friction disappeared with the fresh batch of lubrication being pumped inside me as his pace increased. By now he was slamming his rigid cock inside me and that feeling, mixed with the thrill of being outside, brought my arousal up like I was climbing the first and largest drop of a roller coaster. The feeling of going over that first hill was always the most exciting, and I was almost there, ready to climax along with him.I stood on my tiptoes again to lift my hips off the edge of my car window and allow room for my arm to sneak through. I fumbled with my skirt, trying to keep myself upright with his continued thrusts, and got my hand down between my legs. I slipped my fingers down, scooping up some of the sperm dripping out of me and used it as lube to begin rubbing my clit with all four fingers.His hips bucked erratically as his cock head became too sensitive to thrust into me any more. I heard him panting like a dog ready to pass out. He wanted to take a breather, but I wouldn’t allow it. I was so close; I wasn’t about to let him off the hook. I planted my feet on the ground and pushed off the seat in front of me, driving my hips back along his shaft as it continued to pulsate inside me and deposit his seed.His growl rose an octave, which almost made me laugh. I pushed my thighs against the car and used the leverage to grind back against him, working his cock inside me as I approached an orgasm of my own. His hands left my thighs and slapped the roof of my car. I could tell the sensation was bordering on too intense, but I didn’t care. If he was going to get me this horny, I was going to leave satisfied.I felt his sperm trickle down my leg as I bounced my hips back against him, pushing his cock head deep inside me while rubbing myself. My stomach fluttered. I was so damn close. Then I felt his length pulling away, to escape the pleasure of my tight pussy. “No!” I huffed, reaching back and grabbing his belt so he couldn’t escape. His voice rose another octave, bordering on high pitched. I couldn’t hold it back this time, I started laughing.I held his belt tight and bounced against his cock, bringing myself to orgasm. My laugh turned into a moan and my thighs shook with my effort. My knees buckled and all my weight went onto the car. I pulled his belt toward me, forcing his cock deep inside me as my vagina squeezed and twitched around his softening length. A wave of tremors went over my whole body and my moan turned into a giggle. Now it was too intense for me as well.I let go of his belt, giving us both a much-needed rest. He staggered back into the grass and literally fell over. My body relaxed, and I just hung there with my torso in the car and my bare legs hanging out the window. As his cock left me, a gush of cum did too, but I didn’t mind. The two of us panted in silence for a moment, me hanging on my car and him splayed out on the grass.“But for real, you need to stop speeding,” he said after a while. I laughed out loud and pushed myself out of the car window, hobbling over to lie on the grass with him.“You’re still gonna give me a ticket?” I asked.“No, but I’ve caught you speeding a few times down this road. I just never pull you over,” he said.I put my head on his chest. It felt weird because of the kevlar vest he wore underneath. “Wait, I have so many questions. You’re a real cop?”“Yes ‘mam,” he said, wrapping a tired arm around my shoulder.“How do you afford that house?”“When my parents died, they left me a lot of money. Instead of just retiring, I thought I’d use my privilege to help others.”“So, like, you donate?”“No, I just put most of it into some solid investments, got myself a nice place and live off the interest, mostly. Since I don’t have to work, I thought I’d do something to help. Being a cop was what I chose to do.”That was hot. Here was a man who could literally never work a day in his life, but had decided to put his life at risk to help others anyway. How was he not married? At least I assumed he wasn’t married. He never wore a ring, and I didn’t see any signs of another woman in his house. That wasn’t 100% proof though.“Are you married?” I asked.“Nope.”“Why not?”“Never found the right girl, I suppose.”I looked down and saw his cum-covered dick in the moonlight. I pushed myself up and leaned over, licking the cum off his softening shaft and swallowing it to clean him off. He moaned as I did so. Once again he tasted like dark chocolate pretzels. Sweet, salty and just a hint bitter. I freaking loved it. He pushed his hand through my hair, keeping it out of the mess.“How come you’ve never pulled me over?” I asked as I finished cleaning off his cock. I squeezed from base to tip, milking out what was left inside his shaft and watching it ball up at his tip like I was squeezing out the last of the toothpaste.“I don’t know. I like you,” he said.I licked and swallowed the dollop of sperm.“Want my number?”He looked down at me as I pushed his dick back into his pants and zipped him up.“Absolutely.”

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