Spanking Kenny’s Wife Ch. 05

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Continued from part 4…

I actually lost count of the number of swats and orgasms Jan had experienced already tonight. Between our private time in her bedroom, and the time in front of her husband, I guessed she might have had 7 or 8 cums in the space of 2 hours. Interlaced between her climaxes, I guess there might have been 35 swats delivered directly on her bottom, which was glowing a shade of crimson now.

Looking back on the whole evening, she had trusted me to lead her through the doors of her desire. Let’s see, she was humiliated in the bathroom when I made her pee in front of me; ordered to strip and made to look at herself in front of the mirror; masturbated herself numerous times; had her pussy closely inspected, then licked and exposed, not to mention fingered and touched in front of her husband; held two different cocks in her hands simultaneously; sucked a cock; had a pair of panties stuffed up inside her pussy; squirted in front of her husband with her legs spread wide open; had her breasts and nipples played with and sucked by both me and Kenny; sucked a dildo we both knew was supposed to be my cock, then was fucked by that same dildo; let her husband take some seriously nasty pictures of everything she did, and, on top of all of that had, she confessed her most secret fantasies to us. As she lay there on the blanket before me, I knew she was a 90% satisfied woman. The last 10% was about to be delivered.

“Poor Kenny”, I though. He’s had a really rough night, too. He’s had a hard-on all night and received not even one chance to cum. I chuckled to myself, thinking ‘Boo Hoo. Poor Kenny’. Yeah, right. At least he got his cock sucked and had a chance to face fuck his wife. Compared to the momentary stroking she gave my cock, he better not be whining one damn bit!

Neither Kenny, nor I said anything as she laid there catching her breath. We drunk in her beauty as her little a-cups rose and fell in rhythm to her breathing. Once she settled down, I saw her open her eyes and look at us. I held my hand out to her and smiled. She reached for my outstretched hand and I pulled her into a sitting position. “Jan,” I said, “I have only one more official duty tonight, and that’s to make sure you get penetrated by a real, live cock. Part of that responsibility is to make sure you enjoy it and that you have an opportunity to feel more than you’re felt before. Once that’s done, I can say goodbye and leave you two love birds alone.”

She grinned broadly at me and I could see her eyes sparkle, despite the wear and tear of her tears. “So,” I continued, “Let’s get the show on the road. Kenny, my friend, if you would be so kind as to swap places with Jan. Just lay on your back and keep your cock hard ’cause it’s time for Jan to ride that pony.”

Jan was eager to get up and let Kenny take her place, which he did almost immediately. I held up the bottle of Astroglide lube and asked her if she wanted it, and she shook her head. “Okay, then,” I said, “Jan, you’re going to be on top. Would you like to sit on his face, or perhaps a 69 to start off with?” “Oh,” she replied, putting her finger on her cheek and giving me a mock questioning look, “I think some 69 would be a good place to start.” With that, I took her hand and guided her to a position where she was facing his feet and straddling his legs. “Go ahead, Princess, have a seat on your throne” I said, motioning down to Kenny’s face. She knelt down and scooted her pussy back toward his face. She obviously knew just how far to scoot because her aim was perfect as she settled her wet vagina just inches from his mouth.

“Kenny, your job is to make love to that beautiful pussy with your mouth. There is no other goal and no other objective. You need to concentrate on pleasuring her.” I then looked at Jan saying, “Your job is to be pleasured. If you want to suck him, feel free. If you just want to wiggle your little lips down on his face, you can do that to. I’ll just sit and watch for a few minutes while the two of you settle in.”

I picked up the spanking seat and carried it over to the end of the blanket. I was just starting to put it down when I sensed something. Turning to look at her, I could see that she was looking at me. I sat down and her eyes drifted down to my crotch. I spread my knees wide and rubbed the bump in my jeans. Thinking ‘what the hell’, I pulled down the zipper and reached inside to haul out my cock in it’s perpetual state of hardness. Her eyes never left my cock as she took his cock in her hands and started to stroke it. Even as she bent down to take him into her mouth, her eyes stayed latched on to mine. I could tell she wasn’t in any hurry what so ever. Kenny, on the other hand was going to town munching on her pussy.

Finally, I could see Kenny’s efforts were succeeding as she closed her eyes from time to time and moaned, “Oh, yeah.” I chuckled to myself and finally asked her “Does that feel good?” She smiled at me, nodded her head and said “Uh huh.” As she Maltepe Escort watched me, I began to stroke my cock, teasing her by holding it out and pointing it at her. I knew Kenny couldn’t see this since she was sitting on his face.

I scooted the spanking seat closer to her and sat as close as I could without touching either of them. She continued to watch me stroke my shaft up and down until she pulled up off of his cock, opened her mouth and wiggled her tongue at me. We spent a few seconds exchanging gestures until I was sure that she was sending a clear message that she definitely wanted my cock. I settled into the spanking seat and continued jacking myself, slowly at first, giving her something to look at and to think about. It was fun to tease her, as well as give some attention to my aching cock. I noticed that she was becoming more and more agitated due to Kenny’s pussy licking until she unexpectedly pulled him out of her mouth and started to cum all over his face, letting out a long “Yyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeessssss.”

I think Kenny was getting mighty close to popping his cork, so I told her to stand up. Tucking my cock back into my pants, I pulled her toward me. Her well eaten and wet pussy was right in front of me and I couldn’t resist slipping two fingers up inside of her. She spread her legs wide for me and thrust her hips forward as if to tell me I could have her pussy. I removed my fingers from her vagina and started to suck them. As I did, she lowered her hand and put her own fingers between her lips and slid them into her vagina. When I had finished sucking my own fingers clean, she withdrew her fingers and held them up to me. Taking her hand, I licked and sucked her fingers clean, too, completely oblivious to Kenny’s curious eyes.

“Go on,” I told her, “Get on top of his cock and have a good ride. See if you can make him cum.”

The speed in which she moved to climb on top of Kenny made me think she was going to hurt him. But, as she bent down and sat on him, she tilted her ass a certain way and his cock sank into her just as if it had a mind of it’s own. I will tell you that the sight of her bare pussy, sliding up and down on his cock, plunging through her wet lips and the sound of their union was one of the most arousing things I’ve ever witnessed. Her little anus was winking at me, too, every time her muscles raised her up on his shaft, it gave a little wink, begging me to touch.

Now, I’ve never been one to miss an obvious opportunity to finger a cute lady’s bottom, and I didn’t want to start now. I got up from the spanking seat, reached for the lube and sat down on the floor next to them. I don’t think either of them were watching me and, she was surprised as hell as she felt my fingers spreading the lube around her crinkled hole and gently pressed just the tip of my finger inside her ass. “Oh, yeah, stick your finger in,” she moaned, “fuck my ass with it.”

Even though my finger was only in her about one inch, I could feel the movement of his cock in her. I withdrew my finger and applied some additional lube to her hole and very slowly started to insert my finger into her. Once I got past her opening, my finger slipped effortlessly in, all the way to the hilt. Oh, damn, through the thin membrane separating her vagina and her ass I could feel his cock moving in and out. As she slowed her movement, I could feel the crown of his cock head rub up against my finger on the other side. What a rush that was.

I started to match her speed, fucking her ass with my finger at the same speed she was fucking his cock with her pussy. She was grunting now on every stroke and a film of sweat had appeared on her back, glistening under the bright light of their living room. I withdrew my finger one more time and applied even more lube to her ass and then inserted two fingers into her. This electrified her, that’s the only way to describe it. She started to move at a much faster pace, softly grunting as her hips moved wildly, sucking in his cock on every stroke then grinding her clit against him when she hit bottom. She was giving him a pretty hard ride.

“I’ve got two fingers in your ass, Jan, how does it feel?” I asked.

“It’s really, really nice. Please don’t stop,” she pleaded, “that feels so fucking good.”

“Jan, two fingers is just about the size of a cock.” I told her. “If you like the way this feels, imagine how a round cock would feel.”

“Oh, yeah, fucking-A right about that.” Kenny exclaimed.

“Hmm, sounds like Kenny’s interested in some ass fucking, Jan. Maybe that’s something you need to think about, you nasty girl. Are you willing to open up your sweet ass to him?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah,” she moaned, “he can fuck me there.”

I continued to fuck her ass with my two fingers as she built up steam, grinded her pussy down on him and starting a low grumble saying she was getting close to cumming. I slowed my movements down and started to curl my fingers a tiny bit Kartal Escort as they were stuffed all the way into her ass. That must have been the straw that broke the camels back because she exploded into a huge orgasm, bucking wildly on top of him, shaking her tail side to side and grinding her pelvis into him. I kept my fingers in her until she started to calm down and then started to pull them out.

“No!” She yelled. “Don’t! Keep them in! That feels so good.”

I looked up at their faces to watch her cradle his face in her hands and then disappear into a deep, passionate kiss. Ah, the lovers kiss. When she pulled away from him, she looked into his eyes and spoke, saying “That was the single best fuck I’ve ever had, Stud. Can I just lay here for a minute and feel you in my pussy and his fingers in me before I let you fuck my brains out?” Kenny just smiled and nodded.

“Oh, Honey, I love you. Now I know why you like to be played with back there so much,” she said, “it’s an incredible feeling.”

Kenny’s eyes shot open when she said it. So did mine. After a second, Jan realized her slip of the tongue and looked at me. Before I could stop myself, I blurted out “Hey, don’t worry about me saying anything. I’ve got a whole set of butt toys that find their way into my ass from time to time. Don’t think you’re the only ones to get some enjoyment out of a little butt play.”

We had an uncomfortable moment, and then they both seemed to relax at my confession, as Jan broke into laughter saying “I guess we’ll have to get some toys of our own, huh?”

“Time to swap,” I told them, easing my two fingers slowly out of her ass, “Jan, I think you need to let Mr. Stud have his fun now. I think he deserves it.”

As she started to lift off him, I watched his cock pull from her warm pussy and heard the sexy sound of her wet lips as they pulled away. His crotch was completely soaked with her pussy juice and his cock twitched as she stood up over him. When she was standing, he jumped up and she lay down, pulling her knees up and open for him. I was delighted to see her opened and spread like that – her pink lips unfolding like a flower to accept his cock. There are few sights as wonderful as a woman’s vagina and Jan’s looked delicate, soft, inviting, luscious and wet. I stood there in admiration, looking at her privates, thinking again about my promise not to insert my cock into her.

Kenny kneeled and rubbed his cock head up and down her pussy slit before he easily slid into her. At first, Jan held her knees up to her chest, but once Kenny was settled into her, she pointed her feet to the ceiling and he grabbed her thighs and starting pumping. I moved to the side of them, looking down at the union of their crotches to clearly see him moving back and forth between her shaved lips. Even though he was not massive, I could still see Jan’s lips gripping him tightly as he pulled out, then seemed to disappear up into her as he pushed in.

I readjusted the spanking seat so I could sit next to them as if I was monitoring their progress and keeping notes on what they were doing. I pondered taking my cock out and masturbating myself again as I watched her breasts jiggle back and forth, but, I decided against it, knowing he would be done in just a few minutes. Shamelessly, I wanted to have a full load when I got the chance to really enjoy the panties I was going to take home with me.

The look on Kenny’s face as he pumped her was worth a thousand words. I know it must have been hard for him to watch the whole proceedings without blowing his wad, but he looked like he was in heaven now. His eyes were closed and he was breathing deep now that he had settled into a good rhythm. It’s a good thing Jan had a chance to have her fun, because Kenny wasn’t thinking about anything but his own release right now. His pace was solid and as he went in and out, I could see the look of dedication and determination in his eyes. Having had my fingers inside of Jan, I knew she was tight – I envied him now, sliding in and out of her wet pussy – the pussy that was waiting for his cum.

Kenny didn’t have to wait long. He started bucking and clenching his teeth, finally howling “I’m cumming!” His thrusting suddenly stopped as he emptied into her. Each lurch of his hips drove his spurting cock into her deeper. The way he was shaking, he must have had a good size load he was depositing.

As he pulled out of her, she stayed in the same position as Kenny and I looked down into her well fucked pussy. “Open her up,” I said, “let’s take a look inside her.” Using his hands, he opened her pussy up and we both leaned down to get a good look. Sure enough, she had a good coating of white sperm inside her lips. He must have pulled out a little when he came because there seemed to be a lot of cum at the entrance of her vagina and around her labia.

“Stand up, Jan.” I spoke firmly. Kenny stood, too. I took her right hand and kissed it, much like Kurtköy Escort a knight would kiss the hand of his lady. “I’m not sure how many times you came tonight, but, I know it was more than your husband did, and that’s the way it should be all the time, don’t forget that. I enjoyed myself a lot and I want to thank you for the prizes I’ll be taking home. If you don’t mind sharing some of the pictures with me, I would appreciate that. Jan, it’s been my pleasure to spank you this evening. You were well behaved and followed directions to a “T”. Why don’t you go up to your bedroom now and wait for your husband. I want to talk to him for a minute before I leave.”

She leaned over and hugged me, then, after kissing me lightly on the cheek, she turned and I watched as she climbed the stairs and without looking back, disappeared into her bedroom.

Turning to Kenny, I said “Well, was that hot or what?” By now, I don’t think either Kenny or I was bashful about him being naked and standing there with a cum covered cock. If he had any embarrassment at all, he sure wasn’t showing it. “Thanks, man, this was better than I ever thought or hoped it would be,” he said, “we’ll have to do this again, dude, this was outrageously cool. I’ll make sure you get to see all the pictures and you can keep any ones you want.”

I thanked him, picked up the baggie with Jan’s soiled panties inside, and asked if I could use his restroom before I left. “Just go on up to her,” I told him, “I’ll let myself out.”

He had a half bath off his kitchen and he showed me to it. Closing the door, I stood in front of the toilet and started to unzip my jeans and pull my cock out to take a leak. Holding my cock in one hand, I started looking at the baggie containing Jan’s panties. “Holy Shit!” I thought – the thong was so wet that I could actually see moisture droplets on the inside of the baggie. Time to get home and enjoy the wet and silky panties, that’s for sure. When I finished my business, I zipped back up, washed my hands, opened the bathroom door and started to make my way to the front door.

As I walked by the stairs, I saw Kenny – still naked – coming down saying “Hold on a sec.” I stopped, figuring he was coming to thank me again. He did thank me again, but, there’s no way I could have predicted what else he had on his mind.

“Listen man,” he said, “can you, uh, you know, stay longer? Maybe for the whole night?”

I was puzzled but before I could answer, he added “Look, she…., uh, I mean we both want you to stay tonight. The kids are gone and I don’t know when we’ll get a chance like this again. She really wants you to stay, and, I, uh, want you to stay, too. And don’t worry about your promise, that’s all over now. She wants you alone for a while and she wants us both to get her at the same time. Plus, I’d kinda like to see someone fuck her.”

“Kenny,” I asked, “Are you okay with this? I would love to, but, how are you going to feel about it later knowing you let me fuck your wife?”

Kenny went on to tell me that Jan was adamant that she didn’t want the evening to end yet and neither did he. He wanted to let her live her fantasy out and with everything that had happened tonight, it seemed like the stage was already set and they were already half way there. “We might not get another chance like this.” He told me.

“So,” I said, “what does all that mean?”

“Dude, that means that anything goes now. I want her to feel free to do anything she wants to do tonight. You should see her, she’s glowing, man! I haven’t seen her this excited about sex in 3 years. You have my full permission, dude. You can fuck her or anything else she wants. No shit man, I would really get off seeing you fuck her. For tonight ONLY (he emphasizes), anything goes, just promise me none of this will ever be spoken about outside the three of us.”

“Okay, okay.” I agreed. “What now?”

“Well, she wants to see you alone in our bedroom for a few minutes – maybe she wants to suck your cock, dude. Go for it, man.” he said, “go up there and make her suck your cock.”

I nodded and walked up the stairs. Her bedroom door was closed so I knocked lightly and she told me to come in. She was laying on the bed with her legs open and her fingers slowly stroking up and down her labia. She opened her legs further when I came close to the bed. “Are you going to stay?” she asked.

“Uh huh,” I answered, “If you want me to.”

“Oh, yes,” she said, “I definitely do.”

She sat up and looked at me. “I, uh, don’t want you to get the wrong idea about what I’m going to say, okay? I feel compelled to say this so you’ll know how I feel right now.”

Her nipples were extended as if they were reaching out to me. I couldn’t resist cupping one of them in my hand, softly squeezing nipple, as she started to speak.

“Listen,” she began, “at first I wasn’t real excited about doing all of this because I thought it would be wrong to enjoy myself sexually without him. But, ever since your first visit, I’ve done nothing except fantasize about being naked in front of you and having you use me. I really want to feel your cock in me and then play with both of you and I want to do it with the full blessing and amnesty of my husband.”

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For a few seconds, Leanne stared at the door, wondering whether she should just turn around and walk away. This was the first time she’d ever answered a personal ad of this nature. Eventually, she tentatively raised her arm and pressed the doorbell.

A tall, slightly muscular woman answered the door. “Yes?” She was a bit butch for Leanne’s liking, and looked quite a bit older, perhaps in her late thirties compared to Leanne being in her early twenties, but that paled in significance to what her advert had promised.

“I’m here about the ad,” said Leanne, glancing around at the empty street.

The woman looked her up and down approvingly. “I suppose you’d better come in then.” She opened the door long enough for Leanne to slide through.

“Do you have any disabilities or medical conditions?” she asked.

Leanne shook her head. “No, none that I know of.”

“Good. Take off your clothes,” she commanded once Leanne was inside.

“I’m sorry?” asked Leanne.

“Look, I don’t have time for all this getting-to-know-you bullshit, OK? If you want to do this, then you have to do exactly as I say, otherwise you should leave right now. There are plenty of other subs in this area if you’re not really into it.”

Leanne glanced nervously back at the door. She took a deep breath, then took off her clothes one by one as the butch woman went away and came back.

“Good,” said the woman as she took in Leanne’s naked body. “Maybe you’ll be some use to me after all.” Leanne briefly wondered if she was referring to her obedience or her physical attractiveness. The woman was holding a few devices which she placed on a pile on the floor, except for one item. It was a collar, similar to the kind Leanne had bought months ago in the hope that her girlfriend would use it on her, before they had split up.

Before Leanne had time to take in how quickly it was happening, the butch woman padlocked the collar around her neck and attached Pendik Escort a leash to its front D-ring. At the end of its metal chain, a thick latex handle dangled idly in front of her labia.

“Open,” ordered the woman before holding the next item, a gag, up to Leanne’s mouth. It was the head harness kind, complete with a whole web of lockable straps.

“Shouldn’t we agree on a safeword first?” asked Leanne, her voice tremoring slightly. “You know, a series of grunts or something?” She wasn’t sure how many people actually used them, but they seemed like a sensible idea.

“Open, slave,” repeated the woman in a stern voice. Leanne hesitated a moment before slowly opening her mouth. The gag was a long ring or a short tube, depending on which way you looked at it, and Leanne flicked her tongue out briefly in experimentation as it was strapped around the back and top of her head and under her chin, padlocked in three separate places.

To complete Leanne’s outfit, the butch woman picked up the final item in the pile. It was a single sleeve, a device which held her arms together in a large glove-like piece of thick latex that was laced up from her fingertips all the way up her arms, then strapped around her shoulders to stay in place. She’d only seen pictures of one before, while reading up on her new found sexuality in an online encyclopedia. She never expected to actually be wearing one so soon.

Leanne tried to ask what the woman was going to do to her, but she knew it would be futile. Only a mess of incomplete syllables escaped from her gag.

“Shhh,” soothed the older woman before grabbing Leanne’s leash and leading her across the hall.

Leanne felt her heart beat louder and louder as she was led through the woman’s hallway, then her kitchen. She unlocked an inconspicuous door in the utility room before leading her through it and locking it behind her again. Inside was only a dimly lit staircase. The uncarpeted wooden stairs felt cold against her bare feet as the woman led her down it. Leanne was beginning to regret rushing into this without any experience, but she still felt overwhelmed by Anadolu Yakası Escort excitement, thinking of all the possibilities. At the bottom of the staircase was a second locked door, which the stranger led her through before she locked it behind her again.

The room was quite large, but the sight of it filled Leanne with a very primal fear. The walls were bare brick, and the concrete floor felt even colder than the stairs had done. A stench of sweat and precum filled the air. There were no decorations of any kind. There was some exercise equipment near one of the corners, and a toilet at the far corner. It seemed to have been designed with long term captives in mind. There were sturdy looking metal rings protruding from several places in each wall, the ceiling and floor, and a handful of chains were dangling freely from some of them.

There was another young woman in the room. She looked about Leanne’s age, and was wearing only a white bikini. She was tethered to one of the wall hooks by a chain that must have only reached as far as the middle of the room. There were two empty dog bowls on the floor to one side of her, and a stack of magazines on the other side, all featuring photographs of bound women. She was flicking idly through one of them while gently caressing one of her nipples through her bikini top, apparently completely bereft of self consciousness.

“Hello, my little slut,” greeted the butch woman. “I see you’re as horny as ever.”

“Just as you want me,” said the young woman in the bikini, smiling sweetly. As she glanced up, she noticed Leanne, and her eyes lit up.

“Happy anniversary,” said the older woman.

“Already?” asked the woman in the bikini. “It must be June then.”

“That’s right,” said the butch woman. “It was five years ago that I first took you in. You kicked up a bit of a fuss at the time, but you’ve certainly grown out of that childish behaviour since then.”

“Sorry,” apolagised the young woman, casting her eyes down at the floor. “I know I wasn’t very good back then, still harbouring delusions that I could somehow escape and go back to my old İstanbul Escort life.” She looked back up at her mistress, her voice brighter. “But I’ve come to accept my new role in life now. I wouldn’t even leave if you let me.”

“I know,” assured the older woman. “And that’s why I got you a present, to thank you for all the wonderful years we’ve had together, and to ensure you’ll spend the rest of your life having as much fun as you can.” She glanced at Leanne. “I know a handful of porn isn’t enough to keep you occupied while I’m at work all day, so I got you something to truly keep you busy while I’m gone. She’s all yours, to do whatever you want with.”

Leanne felt as if her whole world has just caved in. She tried to shout in protest as she attempted to wrap her latex-encased hands around the doorhandle, but it was no use. She threw herself violently at the door, hurting her shoulder, but the door showed no sign of breaking. She wondered if the neighbours could hear her. It was doubtful from this depth. At best, they might hear a murmur and a thud, and pass it off as someone getting frustrated at something innocuous.

“Of course, she’s just as misguided now as you were when I first took care of you,” observed the older woman. “But I’m sure in time she’ll learn to cherish her new role in life, as your pet, just as you cherish being mine.” She pulled on Leanne’s leash, dragging her across the room until she was kicking and screaming next to the woman in the bikini.

The butch woman grabbed the chain connected to the wall hook next to the other woman’s, and padlocked the end of it to Leanne’s collar before removing her leash.

“I’ll leave you two to get acquainted,” said the butch woman as she picked up the dog bowls from the floor. She carried them in one hand and unlocked the door with the other. Then she was gone, a distant sound of locks and footsteps that grew quieter until there was finally silence.

“Don’t worry,” comforted the bikini clad woman. “She’ll feed you pretty well if you’re well behaved. Look on the bright side. You won’t have to worry about work, rent or taxes ever again.” She smiled with a look of young innocence that unsettled Leanne.

Leanne started sobbing as she curled up on the cold, hard floor. As she looked up to see the other woman sliding her bikini bottom off, her heart sank even lower. She’d just worked out what the gag was forcing her mouth open for.

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CHAPTER 1

DAY 1: THE TRAIN

I never expected to fall in love on the way to work. Not at my age. Not with my husband—a good man—still committed to me after 23 years of marriage. But sometimes life grabs you by the scruff of your neck and takes you places you never anticipated you’d go.

It all started on the DART—Dallas Area Rapid Transit. A metro train with its share of weirdos but a healthy contingent of worker bees like me.

One summer morning, it was raining out—a slow, drizzly rain. I had forgotten my umbrella, so my hair was clinging to me like a wet wool sweater. I hoped it didn’t smell as disgusting as it felt. I was wearing a beige Burberry trench coat—don’t know why I caved to the trend to buy this coat, because it made me look shapeless and sallow. Underneath was a beautiful lipstick red suit and black pearls, but my sack of a coat concealed it.

I was approaching my 49th birthday. So I had to think more and more about what colors and styles worked on my petite frame. I could still fit in clothes my 22-year-old daughter wore, but I didn’t want to look like a cougar trying to be younger than I was.

Staring at my reflection in the window, I thought about my upcoming birthday—49 was hitting me hard, and the big 50 speeding up behind that churned my stomach.

My second stop in, a handsome man, built to brighten my day, lured my eye. How did I miss him when I first got on? He was about six feet, dressed in business attire but carrying a gym bag. He was holding the overhead bar, shoulders and biceps flexed beneath his suit jacket. His butt was round and firm beneath his pants.

I don’t know what came over me, perhaps my years were making me reckless, but I stared at him until he felt my gaze. When he looked up, I motioned to him that the seat next to me was open. He smiled, looked around, presumably to make sure no women were standing, then moved my way. I scooted in so he could have the aisle seat.

His body was bigger than it looked from across the car, and his thigh and shoulder wedged against mine. He had a square jaw, sea-green eyes, and a fresh, close shave. His aftershave smelled like pine needles and his torso was pure musk. His hair was parted and combed back. In a word, he was gorgeous. Or, as my daughter would have proclaimed, yummy.

He popped out his ear buds. “Hi, I’m Jeremy. Thanks for saving me a seat.” He flashed me a modest smile.

“I’m Candace. And you’re welcome. You almost lost it to a blind pregnant woman in a wheelchair.”

He quirked his mouth. “That’s funny. I hope I’d be gentleman enough to give up the seat.”

I was in a flirty mood. “I hope you wouldn’t.”

He chuckled, a deep rumbling noise that emanated from his chest. “You’re terrible.”

“No, honest.”

I glanced down at his ear buds. He was so serious looking. I wondered what he was listening to. Catching up on the news? A podcast? Audio book?

“Nosy question. What were you listening to?”

His cheeks flamed. He turned his phone to show me the screen. Shakira. He was listening to Shakira!

He was embarrassed, so I stifled my giggle. “How did that happen?”

He cleared his throat in embarrassment. “My wife loves her. Plays her constantly. I picked it up. Her positive energy pumps me up for work. Plus, I speak Spanish, so it’s a way to keep the language fresh for me. That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it.”

“I promise to try not to tease you for it.”

“I appreciate that. What do you like to listen to?”

“My job is demanding, so when I listen to music I like to unwind. I do a lot of yoga, which involves hippy dippy New Age music. As far as artists, I like mellow stuff like Enya and sexy sounds like Sade.”

“Sexy, huh? I’ve never heard of her.”

“Put your buds in and look her up. S-A-D-E. Look up ‘Smooth Operator.’ Give it a listen and let me know what you think.”

Jeremy put his ear buds in and pulled up Sade. The first song that popped up was ‘The Sweetest Taboo,’ so he went with that. When it was halfway through he stopped and looked at me, his eyebrows raised. “Not bad. But I don’t think I’m supposed to get turned on before work.”

I laughed. “Believe me, there’s usually nothing on the train to turn anyone on before work”

His eyes found mine and turned serious. “I found the exception.”

I blushed and examined my shoes. It had been a long time since a man flirted with me.

“Candace, the next stop is mine. Will you be on tomorrow?”

“Five days a week.”

“Same train, same car?”

“As always.”

“Awesome, I’ll look forward to seeing you then.”

“Same here, Jeremy.”

“Enjoy your day. And stop turning me on before work. It’s not fair.” He hopped off the train with a wave and a naughty grin.

Candace grinned back at Jeremy as her window passed him by. She turned to stare at the seatback in front of her. She was Maltepe Escort confused by her behavior. Why was she flirting with another man? George was a committed man, although he took her for granted. But wasn’t that part of marriage? Was it him or was it their marriage?

Candace shook away her thoughts. A little flirtation with some no-name man who she might never see again was innocent. Except she knew his name, and she knew she’d see him again. Probably every day.

DAY 2: INTERNSHIP

I felt like a lovesick schoolgirl. I couldn’t wait to see Jeremy again. I went out of my way to wear a form-fitting pink dress and sexy high heels.

Jeremy’s face lit up when he saw me.

“Look at you. Nice dress.”

I blushed, like a 15-year-old, I actually blushed. “Thank you.”

He looked even more delicious than the day before in a gorgeous gray summer wool suit. I could smell the masculine scent of his hair cream and the erotic fragrance of his body spray. I searched for conversation to hide my sexual desire.

“How long have you been in Dallas?”

“I’m here for the summer. I’m interning at Parker & Hanson.”

Shit. He was a summer law clerk. That meant he was still in law school. He was younger than I thought.

“How funny. I’m a partner at Johnson, Croft & Williford. I went to law school with John Parker.”

“Small world. Parker’s my boss.”

“Are you having a good experience?”

“Great experience. Parker is brilliant and the other attorneys are great to work with. Lots of challenging assignments but fun activities and dinners out too.”

“Where are you going to law school?”

“Columbia.”

“Great school. What brings you to Dallas?”

“My wife’s family lives here. She wants to come back. I like Dallas well enough, but I’ve gotten great offers at top-tier firms in New York. It’s hard to turn that sort of thing down. Although I do like Parker’s firm.”

“Speaking of your boss, I bumped into him the other day and he invited me to the Cattle Ranch fundraiser gala this Saturday. Are you going?’

“Yes, the firm likes all the summer associates to go. And bring our wives, of course. Even if we’re lusting after another woman.”

I pretended that the comment passed me by. “I’m bringing my husband. I look forward to meeting your wife.”

“Yeah, that won’t be uncomfortable for either of us.”

I couldn’t keep pretending I didn’t know what he was talking about. “What’s the situation with your wife?”

“Britney wanted to have a baby, but I was concerned about the cost since I couldn’t work during law school. So we agreed to wait. She had other plans, because she stopped taking her birth control pills. The next thing I knew she was telling me she’s pregnant.”

“Yikes.”

“It got worse once she was pregnant. She told me she didn’t want to have sex, and then she stopped wanting any affection at all—no kisses, hugs, nothing. It’s made it hard to keep loving her.”

“Oh, Jeremy.”

“I know it doesn’t make it OK, but I hope it explains why I flirt with you.”

“I wouldn’t judge you for that.”

“Well, this is my stop. See you tomorrow, pretty lady in pink.”

“Have a good day, Jeremy.”

There I was, blushing again. This man was pushing all my buttons. But, I reminded myself, we’re both married. Seems like we both just need some innocent flirtation. That never hurt anyone.

DAY 3: RUNNING LATE

I could hardly wait for the next day. I spent too much time getting ready and missed my usual stop. I had to drive two more train stops down and get on there. Big mistake. Those extra stops added so many more people that it was standing room only.

But Jeremy was waiting for me. He was wedged against a post and made room for me. I squeezed myself between him and the post, feeling warm and safe with his big arms wrapped around me.

He rested his chin on my hair and laughed. “You’re tiny.”

“Maybe you’re big.”

The side of his mouth turned up in a grin. “That too.”

The next time the train eased to a stop, Jeremy edged his groin into me, enough that I wasn’t sure if it was intentional. His erection was bulging and pushed into my stomach. Then he removed all doubt that his body language was unintentional. “What do you think, Candace? Am I big?”

After regaining my power to speak, I dodged the question. “Well, you’re tall.”

“Touché. Maybe I’ve listened to ‘Smooth Operator’ too many times. This hot chick turned me on to Sade.”

The train hit a bumpy stretch, where it went over a string of railroad crossings and around curves. With each bump, I jostled into Jeremy and felt his chest, pelvis, and cock grind against me.

When the person behind me exited the train, Jeremy leaned me up against the wall. Pushing his groin deeper into my stomach, he whispered in my ear, “No one can see us now. May I touch you?”

I wasn’t sure what he meant, but found myself nodding.

Jeremy reached his hand Kartal Escort inside my suit jacket and fondled my breast. His hand was big and strong, yet he weighed my breast with tenderness. After caressing the outside of my blouse, he unbuttoned the top two buttons.

My nipples were already firm and ready for him. He slid his hand under my lace bra and tweaked them, and a pool of need slid between my thighs. I looked around, but everyone around us was caught up in their newspaper, earbuds, or other entertainment. No one noticed the couple practically undressing in their car.

He leaned down and bit my earlobe. “Do you like being a naughty girl?”

“Yes. No. I don’t know.”

Jeremy chuckled. “Maybe you need more practice.”

With his free hand, he guided my hand to his groin. He was monstrous. The feel of his hefty cock in my small hand was the most erotic experience I’d had in years.

I let out a moan, and the woman next to me turned to look. I’m sure she saw Jeremy’s hand in my blouse. She shook her head with a frown and turned back to her book, her eyes skittering over to watch us now and then.

He was wearing thin linen pants, permitting me to feel every ridge of him. I ran my hand down to his balls and squeezed them until he caught his breath. I brought my hand back up along his shaft, marveling at the size of his girth and never-ending length. Most of his head was tucked under his belt, though I could feel the ridge, which I rubbed until he caught his weight on the wall behind me.

“Do you like how my dick feels?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want me to take you with it someday?”

“God yes.”

“I could make you feel so good.”

He lifted his knee to part my thighs. His leg found my clit in no time. Between his thigh parting my legs and his hand taking turns with my nipples, I was moments away from coming.

People near us were starting to notice. A man behind Jeremy turned half around to watch Jeremy grind his knee between my thighs. A twentysomething stared straight at Jeremy and grinned as I massaged his cock. I thought they were going to fist bump. The remarkable think of all of this is, I didn’t care. I just wanted Jeremy.

I bore my vagina down on his leg to find the pressure I needed, tilted my head forward into his chest, and came with a silent fury. He continued to saw his leg back and forth between mine as I ground on him, forcing more pressure on my clit and puddling more wet release in my panties.

“Come for me, baby.”

The world slowed down, and all that existed was Jeremy, his leg, his hands, and his chest holding me upright. His scents brought me places I’d never been before—new aromas, new visions, new sensations of touch.

My orgasm drew itself out longer than I could ever have imagined. I was overwhelmed with gratitude and wanted to give Jeremy the pleasure he had brought me. I pulled myself off his chest, buttoned my shirt, then reached for his zipper.

“No, not here, I can’t come here.”

“Why not? I did.”

“I have to go to the office in these pants. And I come messier than you do.”

“No problem. I have a tissue.” I reached in my purse to discover I had two.

Jeremy groaned. He was still as hard as the post we had been clinging to and did not want to say no.

I unzipped his pants. I looked up to him for permission, but he had closed his eyes. I chose to read that as a “yes.” I slipped my hand inside his fly and the hole in his boxers. He was enormous. I couldn’t get my hand around him and had to settle for stroking him as hard as I could.

The sound of his zipper attracted attention. The woman in the business suit next to Jeremy took one look at what we were doing, scowled, then turned her back on us. The men on the train were less horrified, and seemed more interested in getting a show. I was too aroused to pay attention to most of it—these people were just glimpses in my memory of fondling Jeremy in a way I hadn’t fondled a man in years.

I brought my hand down to his root, which was thick and firm with desire. I slid back up to his head, which was hot and slick with precum. He was wide and engorged, his veins popping out along the side. I fought an urgent desire to kneel in front of him and suck him off. Instead, I thought about how he had talked to me and decided two could play at that game.

“Do you like it when I stroke your dick?”

He didn’t open his eyes. “Yes.”

“Would you like me to suck you off?”

His eyes flew open. “Not here.”

“Of course not, silly. I mean in general.”

“Yes.”

“I want to see you come.”

“I’m so close.”

He felt close. The bulb of his dick was warm and full. This man was not going to last long. I pulled his tip out of his pants and wrapped my hand around it. Stroking his shaft, I leaned over and whispered, “Whenever you’re ready.”

I forgot how much cum a young man packs. Jeremy came in big, heaving gobs. It shot out like cannon fire, and I had to reach out with my second hand to Kurtköy Escort make sure I caught everything. He leaned over me, both hands bracing himself on the wall behind me, while the remnants squeezed out and filled both my palms.

I cleaned myself off while he tucked himself in.

I was still dopey from my orgasm. “We need more rides like this.”

He grinned. “I need more Candace rides in general.”

“I’d be up for that.”

“Hey pretty lady, this is my stop. Thanks for the best train ride of my life.”

“We should do it again sometime. See you tomorrow.”

DAY 4: 23 YEARS

Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough. Luckily, it was a glorious summer day, so I could ditch the rain coat and show off my figure in a fitted white suit and sky-high heels.

When Jeremy saw me, he grinned and popped his ear buds out. He gave me an obvious once over. “You look gorgeous.”

“Thanks.”

“Seriously, you almost look innocent in white.”

“Stop it. I’m turning red.”

“I bet you’d look good in that color too. Preferably in leather.”

“You’re insufferable.”

“Nope, just hot for this sexy woman.”

“I can assure you it’s mutual.”

“You mean you don’t jerk off every guy on the train?”

“Stop! I’m red again.”

“And this time I’m picturing you in red lace.”

“OK, I’m changing the subject. You didn’t have to stop listening to Shakira on my account.” I teased him.

“Actually, I was in the mood for something different.” He showed me his phone, and Sade’s ‘Is it a Crime’ was on his screen.

I played along. “Is what a crime?”

“Flirting with a beautiful woman when your wife’s at home pregnant.”

I felt sorry for the predicament Jeremy was in. I was suspicious of why his wife had locked him down by getting pregnant just a couple years earlier than they had agreed. I couldn’t give him a pat answer.

“There may be too many variables to judge a man for that.”

“What if he wanted a straight answer? Would you think less of a man like that?”

“I think it takes two to tango. And I wouldn’t think less of the man than I would of the married woman who was flirting back.”

“That’s good to know. In the situation I have in mind, the woman who’s doing the flirting is spectacular.”

I had to change the topic before my wet panties soaked through to my white skirt. “This is your first child, right?”

“Right. Britney wanted to start young. I’d have preferred to wait another ten years.”

“How young? How old are you?”

“23”

My gut twisted and a lump formed in my throat. “Jeremy, I’ve been married 23 years.”

He looked away. He was trying to calculate things out. I decided to help him. “My daughter is 22. I’m about to turn 49.”

He swiveled his head back, boring his eyes into mine. “So you’re saying the woman I want to sleep with could be my mother.”

A blush gathered across my chest and crawled its way up my neck.

“I’m about to turn 24. So we’re not that many years apart.”

I laughed at his reasoning. “You’re right. My daughter is your age, I’m buddies with your boss, and I’ve been practicing law three years longer than you’ve been alive, yet we’re practically contemporaries.”

He snapped his fingers. “Exactly.”

I didn’t mean to kill the mood, but I needed to get something off my chest. “Jeremy, about yesterday. I’ve been married over 20 years, and I’ve never done anything like that before. Not even close. I don’t know what came over me.”

“Are you saying you regret it?”

“That’s the problem. I don’t. Don’t get me wrong—I’m struggling with it, and I feel guilty. George has never given me a reason to mistreat him, except for the fact that he takes me for granted. Our lives have turned blah, and whenever I bring it up, he looks at me like I’m crazy. But ‘regret’ is too strong a word for how I feel. What about you?”

“I feel guilty, but not toward the Britney who’s willing to go off the pill and lie to me about it, then proclaim that we’re not going to be affectionate. I feel guilty about what we had when we got married. She’s made it clear that’s not who she is anymore. It’s hard to feel guilty toward someone who’s betrayed me so much.”

“I don’t know that I want to spend the little time we have together talking any more about our spouses.”

“Me neither. In fact, what are you doing this train ride?”

“I’m going to talk with this man who is way too young for me then get off the train without a tissue full of cum.”

We both laughed at how ridiculous the situation was.

“Maybe I’ll get lucky next time. I wouldn’t mind filling up another one of your tissues.”

I slapped him on the chest. “You’re disgusting.”

“Nope, just a guy.”

“A horny guy.”

“Yeah, a horny guy who’s about to miss his stop. Have a good day, pretty lady. See you at the gala.”

DAY 5: THE GALA

As a partner at a big Dallas firm, I had been to a million fundraisers, private parties, galas, you name it. This was the first one where I was nervous. I was nervous about my husband, George, meeting Jeremy. I was nervous about meeting Jeremy’s wife. I was nervous that “I jacked off Jeremy” was going to be tattooed across my forehead.

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Three days later Anna was at my door dressed in jeans. As she entered the house I could smell cigarette smoke on her clothes. Someone was going to be taught a lesson tonight.

I told her to take a seat on the sofa and offered her a drink.

“Yeah I’ll take a coke,” she replied.

Next to the sofa was a large hard shelled suitcase filled with my purchases.

“What’s in the suitcase?” she asked.

I replied, “You’ll see.”

She smiled. Little did she know I was going to be replacing that smile with tears in minutes.

I handed her the coke and asked, “Did you forget what I told you about pants?”

She casually replied, “Oh yeah I forgot.”

“I can smell smoke on your clothes, did you forget about what I said about smoking as well?”

“I had one like two hours ago, I didn’t think you’d smell it,” she replied with casual defiance.

I said, “I see.”

I walked over to the suitcase, rolled it over to the dining room and laid it on the table. I opened it away from her so she couldn’t see its content.

“I have something for you to wear,” I said sweetly.

“Oh cool,” she said genuinely enthused.

I took out a one and a half inch leather collar with a buckle and D ring to attach a leash.

When she got a good look at the collar her eyes widened.

“First things first,” I said and took out three crisp one hundred dollar bill and slipped them into her front jean pocket, “your allowance.”

She didn’t say anything. Her eyes followed my hands into her jeans then to the collar which I held in front of her face.The sight of the collar had unnerved her. The cocky attitude was gone.

I slipped it around her throat and buckled it snugly.

“God you look so sexy with that on your beautiful neck,” I whispered.

She touched it with her fingers.

I went back to the suitcase and retrieved a pair of two inch wide leather wrist cuffs with faux fur lining and D rings like on the collar.

“Stick out your arms,” I commanded.

She did as she was told. I placed a cuff on each wrist and buckled them shut.

“Stand up, place your arms behind your back.”

I took a small key lock out of my pocket and locked the wrist cuff together at the D rings. I turned her around to get a look at my submissive.

Now it was time to teach her a lesson.

I roughly unbuckled her jeans, stuck my hands down under her panties and pulled both jeans and panties down her legs and left them around her ankles. I sat back on the couch and pulled her towards me making her fall across my lap her ass exposed to my view and most importantly to my hand.

“You disobeyed me. I told you not to wear pants when you come to my home and I told you not to smoke,” I said angrily.

“I forgot, I’m sorry,” she pleaded unconvincingly.

I brought my hand back as far as I could and let it fly on to her right ass cheek. She let out a loud yelp.

“This will help you to remember next time.”

I let loose five open handed vicious blows on each cheek with equal force. They quickly reddened. Each spank elicited cries and yells from Anna. She tried to break free but I easily held her in place with my other arm.

After the spanking each cheek was reddened. I spit on her ass cheeks several times.

I said, “This will make it feel better,” as I rubbed my spit over each cheek.

Anna made whimpering sounds along with movements of pleasure under my hands.

When I thought there was too much pleasure being elicited I pushed her off my lap onto the floor. She lay face down with tears rolling down her cheeks.

I placed my shoes on her ass, “That was with my hand next time it’ll be with a leather strap.”

I said, “Say yes sir, thank you for my punishment, I’ve learned my lesson.”

She whimpered, “Yes sir, thank you for my punishment, I’ve learned my lesson.”

Changing my tone of voice I said, “Good, now that we have that out of the way we can continue with your lessons.”

I picked up my niece off the floor unlocked the lock holding her leather handcuffs, finished undressing her and sat her on the couch.

I got up and moved over to the suitcase again, “I bought a few toys that I think you might enjoy.”

Anna was wiping the tears from her eyes with the backs of hands while looking at me. I brought over a large rechargeable “Magic Massager.”

She sat up, “What’s that?” Anna asked with a hint of enthusiasm.

I didn’t say anything. I sat between her legs pushing them far apart. I spit in my hand and wet her labia. I turned on the machine to the low setting and placed Pendik Escort the large bulbous head on her cunt.

Startled by it’s power she sat up, “Oh fuck… Oh my God… holy shit…” she yelled.

I worked the vibrating machine up and down her pretty hairless pussy. Soon the her words were replaced by moans and cries. She lay back on the couch and closed her eyes. She was loving it. So was I. Her body writhed from the sensations building up from between her legs. I only worked her pussy with the machine for a short while. When I pulled it away and turned it off she made disappointment noises.

“Sit up we are going to watch some TV,” I said casually.

She said, “Really?” with a look of confusion.

I didn’t say anything. I turned on the TV, opened my laptop and Chrome cast my favorite porn site and searched for some MMF porn.

“Lets see what you like,” I said.

I searched for and found two guys and one girl videos and played the first one that came up. It started as usual with one girl and two guys sitting on a couch. Clothes come off. Soon the girl’s mouth is filled with cock. Her pussy is filled with cock, they fuck her hard rotisserie style. Anna watched quietly.

I said, “What do you think of this, does it turn you on?”

“Yeah,” she said without taking her eyes off the screen.

As the scene progresses, one of the men pushes his cock in her asshole.

“Oh wow that is such a big cock in her ass,” she said a bit too loudly.

“Yes it is. Have you ever had a cock in your ass,” I inquired.

“No, I’m scared it would hurt.”

Soon the men position themselves for double penetration.

Anna sits up and exclaims,”Holy shit that’s fucking hot.”

“You like that, you want to try taking two guys at once?”

Anxiously she replied, “Yeah but I don’t think I can take two cocks!”

I said reassuringly, “Don’t worry I have butt plugs to train your asshole.”

Anna looked at me wide eyed then looked back at the TV.

I reassured her, “That’s latter though. First I want to see how well you suck cock.”

I put the scene on pause. I stood up and pulled Anna by the collar to her knees in front of my crotch. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock.

“OK using you hands and mouth show me how you suck cock,” I commanded.

Anna immediately did as she told, grabbing my cock and jerking me off.

“Stop,” I said in an annoyed tone of voice.

“First of all never jerk off a dry penis, always, always get it wet first with your spit. OK I see you’re still a newbie cocksucker so lets watch some videos of good cocksuckers so you can learn how it’s done.”

She was disappointed that she didn’t meet with my approval.

“Don’t worry about it, most women your age don’t know how to suck dick. I’ll teach you.”

I am such a good guy teaching my niece how to become a world class cocksucker. I deserve a fucking medal.

I searched the site for “Blow job compilation” and choose the first one.

As each blow job scene played I pointed out techniques that she should pay particular attention to, “See how she spits, always make a cock wet, lubricate the cock first. Be dirty, spit on it, get your spit all over it… See how she uses her other hand to caress his balls, now she sucks his balls…Be hungry for it like this slut, be starved for cock, guys love that…do that backhanded jerk off on a wet cock and most guys will blow their load in no time…”

After each cock sucking tip Anna would give it a try on my cock while keeping an eye on the video so as not to miss anything useful. She was an enthusiastic student. She later told me that she really appreciated my cock sucking instruction.

After awhile I got tired of standing so I pulled up a chair, sat down and set the laptop on the armrest clicking video after video of blowjobs. She had a view of the TV and could comfortably suck my cock and see the screen at the same time. I made her suck my cock for a good 90 minutes. If I got close to ejaculating I would make her stop. When told Anna resumed sucking, licking, and spitting on my cock. She was starting to own my dick, it was her play thing. She was a good student. I am a good teacher.

When I felt she was doing a really good job I said, “OK, that’s pretty good, much better than before, you’re a much better cocksucker now. Now make me cum on your pretty face.”

She has seen many facial cum-shots by now and was not surprised that this is how the lesson would end. She seemed pleased that I desired to blow my load on her pretty face.

Anna picked up speed and Anadolu Yakası Escort effort, using all of her new acquired blowjob techniques,she got me to the promised land and I shot two nice streams of jizz over her lips and cheeks.

When I could focus again I looked at her cum covered smiling face. She was very pleased with herself. My niece was on her way to the cocksucker hall of fame.

With her fingers she scooped up the cum off her face and rubbed her tits with my spunk.

Looking up at me with her big brown eyes she said, “How did I do. Was that a good blowjob?”

I smiled and said, “Yeah you did OK. You’ll get better.”

She acted hurt, “Thank you sir for teaching me and letting me practice with your cock.”

She was a quick learner.

I said, “You’re welcome.”

We took a break. I poured her some wine. I told her to let my cum dry on her face and tits.

Then I took off her collar and handcuffs, led her to the upstairs bathroom and washed her clean in the shower.

After drying her off I told her to lie on my bed and wait for me. I went downstairs got my suitcase full of toys and rejoined her in my bedroom. I replaced her collar, handcuffs, and added matching leather ankle cuffs to her lovely ankles. I took out my brand new spreader bar and attached each end to her ankle cuffs. This prevented her from closing her legs. I pushed her on the bed and flipped her over on her hands and knees. I cuffed her wrist cuffs together with a small lock.

“Put your head down and stick out your ass,” I commanded

Without a word she did as she was told.

Her lovely asshole and pussy were open for me to inspect. I opened a brand new bottle of lube and spread it all over Anna’s ass. With my fingers I gradually worked tiny amounts of lube into her tight asshole. I went slowly and deliberately. She generated lots of pleasure noises as I slowly worked more of my index finger into her asshole.

Moans of pleasure escaped from her lips each time my finger pushed past the tight sphincter muscles of her asshole. After a while she was able to take my entire finger comfortably in her ass. I went to the suitcase and got the smallest of the three anal butt plugs that I had purchased. I lubed it up and then slowly worked it into her ass. Although it was the smallest of the three it was larger than my finger. She took it easily, again generating many sounds of pleasure.

When I worked the butt plug to its limit, I got up and went to the suitcase to retrieve a six inch long, 1.5 inch wide realistic dildo. I spread plenty of lube all over the fake cock. I worked my hand over her pussy making sure to spread lubricate into her pussy. Then I slowly worked the head of the dildo up and down over her outer lips, occasionally teasing the entrance to her cunt with the cock-head of the dildo. I kept this up for at least ten minutes. I pushed the head of the dildo into her vagina, slowly inserting it before pulling it out again then pushing it back in further each time. After a while I was quickly pushing it in and pulling it out, fucking her cunt with the dildo.

I said, “This is what it will be like to have two cocks in you, fucking you at the same time.”

Anna at this point was lost in pleasure. Her reply was short breaths, loud moans and grunts.

I reached around with the other hand and rubbed her clit while continuing to fuck her with the dildo. Within ten minutes, she was screaming, her body shaking, thrashing about as she orgasm. I held onto the spreader bar easily keeping her from moving away from me while her body jerked and jolted.

As Anna’s orgasm subsided I flipped her over, moved to her face, leaving the butt plug inside her and holding the dildo in with my other one hand, I took my cock in hand and forced it into her mouth.

“This is what it’s like to be fucked by three guys, all your inputs are filled. Let’s see how you like it.”

I quickly got hard again and fucked her mouth. I shoved as much of my cock into her mouth as she could take then pushed a bit more. When I could hear her gag I would back off. It did not take me long to drop a load into my gorgeous niece’s mouth. She swallowed it all.

After we both recovered, I unlocked her hands and the spreader bar. I took out the butt plug from her ass and the dildo. I went down to the kitchen for beverages (I later bought a small fridge in the bedroom) and we lay on the bed for a while resting and talking.

She later told me that it was the best sex she’s ever had and that she loves everything that I do to her and I was going to spoil her. İstanbul Escort Sex with her boyfriend was boring in comparison.

I smiled, “Yeah us older guys do have the advantage of experience.”

“It’s not just experience, you know stuff and you are so fucking hot about sex.”

I thought to myself yeah that’s what twenty years of marriage will do to a guy’s sex drive. I was grateful to be able to have have sex with a young woman again. It’s a dream come true for a guy my age. I had a couple of friends my age I thought who would be grateful as well.

“I have a couple divorced friends who would be interested in hot sex with you I bet. Would you be interested in meeting them?”

She looked at me wide eyed, “If they are as hot and horny as you hell yes!”

I assured her that they certainly were horny but that she would have to decide if they were hot.

“Want me to set up a little party and you can meet them?”

She did not hesitate, “Yes.”

I told her about the men, my friends, I would be introducing her to, what they were like, what they look like and so on. Importantly I told her they both are successful and have money. That only increased her enthusiasm to meet them. Anna said yes to everything I asked if it involved her two favorite things in the world: sex and money. I told her that I would set the ground rules with them. She would have fun and be taken care of financially.

She said, “Sound cool, when can I meet them.”

I smiled, “Soon my horny fuck slave soon. But first I want to slip my cock into that tight pussy of yours. It’s about time.”

“Yes, fuck me, sir,” she said, opening up her legs.

I got on top of her and rubbed my cock head over the opening to her cunt until I got hard. Then I roughly pushed my cock into her. She let out a gasp. Then she moaned and moaned. We kissed deeply. Slowly I worked my cock in and out of her. I was not in a hurry. I flipped her onto her back and fucked her doggy style for a long time spanking her ass frequently, pulling her hair, talking to her.

I said, “Are you my fuck slave?”

She moaned, “Yes I’m your fuck slave sir.”

Having cum already twice I held off ejaculating for a long time. When I was very close I pulled out. Anna make disappointment noises. I grabbed some lube and applied some to my cock.

I pulled her hair make her face me, “Are you ready to be my ass whore?”

She groaned, “Yes I want to be your ass whore.”

“Say it, say fuck me in my ass. I’m your ass whore.”

“Please fuck me in my ass, I want to be your ass whore.”

“Yes then I’ll make you my ass whore. I’ll fuck your ass”

With Anna on her stomach I sat on her legs and spread her ass cheeks with my hand. I squeezed out more lube on her asshole and worked some into her. I moved up to her ass with my cock in hand and pushed it into her ass. When my cock-head moved passed her sphincter she screamed. Slowly I fucked her ass. Then I picked up speed and the pressure of her asshole around my cock brought me quickly to orgasm. Even when I was young I could never hold off for very long fucking ass the presure gets to me. I dropped a load deep in her ass and I fell on top of her.

After we rested a while I ordered take out and we went downstairs to eat. I told her to remain naked while we ate. We talked some more after dinner. She wanted to know about the friends that I would be inviting over to party with us. I answered her questions about them but not about how I would arrange and conduct our gang bang. Truth was that I didn’t really know what I was going to tell my buddies or how to get the gang bang underway. It was my first. Perhaps I could Google it: “What is the proper etiquette for a gang bang?”

Anna thought that was funny.

There was a big football game next Saturday. I would invite my buddies over to watch the game. Anna would be the hostess. We talked about what she would wear. Something very sexy of course. We looked at different outfits online to give her an idea of what I liked. Something low cut to reveal lots of tit and a short skirt to reveal plenty of leg. I also like black thigh high stockings. I gave her three hundred dollars to go shopping.

She gave me a deep kiss after I handed her the money.

“I’m a little scared but excited at the same time. I wouldn’t do this without you. I trust you,”

she confided.

“I’ll always look out for you Anna. After all you are my niece.”

She giggled, “Should I call you uncle sir?”

I smiled, “Sir will do. Now show me how grateful you are by sucking my cock again.”

Without a word her head was in my lap and her lips were around my cock.

It took a long time for her to make me ejaculate again, it was my fourth of the night. I complimented her on her cock-sucking skills.

“You really know how to suck dick now. Nicely done.”

She smiled, “Thank you sir.”

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The door cracked open and light spilled into the darkened room. Anna squinted her eyes to see who was coming for her. The chains around her wrists and ankles made harsh clanging noises as she moved that contrasted sharply with the soft silence that filled the rest of the room. It was hot in her cell, the air so thick with moisture that it collected on her skin.

“Anna….” A cool voice whispered into her cell. She immediately stopped moving, stilling the chains.

“Oh Anna….” A dark form entered the room. He traced a cool finger up her leg, along lines of moisture from the air. He circled his finger along her inner thigh, and Anna’s leg twitched involuntarily. She sucked in a gulp of air, trying to remain as quiet and as still as possible. He liked it when she fought against squirming under his touch. He liked watching her struggling against herself in order to please him.

He traced his finger further up her thigh, causing her to quiver. She started to feel slickness along the lips of her pussy. She involuntarily arched her hips toward his finger. He quickly withdrew his hand, drawing it up toward her face. He roughly grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head up to his lips.

“Very bad girl Anna. You live to please me and now you have disappointed me. I had hoped that you would please me today, but perhaps I will go see Bella or Cara.”

Anna wanted to cry out “No!” but she bit her lip. She quivered as the slick moisture taunted her. She wanted him to slide his finger slowly up and down her thigh again. She closed her eyes and exhaled slowly. If she cried out to him, he would leave immediately and she’d be left in the darkness for days. She sat as still as she could while he gripped her hair tightly. He breathed slowly onto her neck while he decided what he would do. He relaxed the grip on her hair. Her head slipped down to the table with a thunk and it jarred her back to the present moment.

He quickly put his hand on her naked breast and traced his finger around her nipple, slowly at first. Maltepe Escort He built up speed and then pinched her nipple roughly. She arched her back as the feeling echoed through her, but she kept her mouth firmly closed.

“Anna…?”

“Yes?” she said in the quietest voice she could muster but still answer him.

“I want you to suck my cock.”

“Yes, of course master.”

He unhooked the chains from their bolts on the table, and hooked them to the eyehook on the stone floor. He turned on the light so that she could see what she was to do. He unbuttoned his jeans and let them fall to his ankles. He slid down the boxers and sat on the chair behind him.

“Oh your knees Anna.”

She fell swiftly to her knees, ignoring the familiar pain as they hit the stone floor. He pulled on the chain attached to her left wrist, causing her to lose her balance slightly.

“You’re so clumsy Anna. Thankfully, you give the best head of all of my slaves.”

His dick was fully erect, inches from her nose. She moistened her lips and breathed onto his cock slowly and intentionally.

“Ahhhh, that’s it. That’s perfect,” she could feel his shoulder slump back, and he let his head fall back onto the neck rest of the chair.

She continued to blow the hotness of her breath onto his dick. She could see it quiver back and forth involuntarily. She let her tongue dart out of her mouth and touch the base of his quivering cock. She traced her tongue up the base and swirled it around the tip, making sure to suck slightly.

He moaned in pleasure and pushed his hips forward, inviting her to take him into her mouth completely, but she didn’t. This was the only place where she was master and he was slave. He would acquiesce to her mastery of this task. She brought her tongue back down to the base, only it was wetter this time. She moved the tip very slowly up the shaft, circling again at the time. She circled the head again, making sure that the top of her tongue stayed in contact with it the Kartal Escort whole time.

He moaned again, pushing his hips forward again. He wanted her to take him into her mouth, but she continued to tease him with circles. A hand reached up and cupped his balls. He lifted his hands from the armrests, and put them behind her head, pushing his hips forward again. His thrust his cock into her mouth, shoving her face forward. She had to hold back her gag reflex and sucked hard. He released his hold on her head, let her mouth slide off his cock just slightly. She moved her mouth up and down and wrapped her right hand around the shaft, just below her mouth. She squeezed as she went down, tightening her hold on his balls slightly. He moaned again. She could feel his legs start to tense up. This was her cue to slow down. She took her mouth off his cock, instead swirling her tongue around the tip again. Around and around her tongue went, until she could feel his hands tightening on her hair. She took him into her mouth again, shoving her mouth all the way down the shaft as hard and as fast as she could. He breathed deeply.

“Yes, suck me off Anna. Suck me off and I might let you cum on my finger.”

She built up speed, squeezing with her index and middle finger on the way down, cupping, and sucking. He started to buck his hips rhythmically to her. She could feel his legs tensing and his hands crushed her hair. Again she slowed down, deciding to circle the head of his pulsing cock.

“Not yet,” she knew he would permit her this whisper, this pleading. He relaxed back into the chair and let her tease him with her tongue, slowly. She took her mouth to his balls, sucking on one gently, then the other, while her hand continued her mouth’s work.

“Yes, suck me off Anna. I want to cum down your throat.”

She traced her tongue up his shaft again, putting her mouth around him again, pushing him all the way into her mouth and down her throat. He moaned again, grabbing fistfuls of hair and pushing her head Kurtköy Escort up and down to a frantic rhythm. There would be no more teasing.

Anna did the best she could to breathe while he frantically pumped his dick into her mouth, down her throat, while simultaneously pulling her head down. She could feel everything tensing up until one final moment where he slammed his dick as far down her throat as he could. She could feel his cum spray down her throat and she sucked eagerly. She could feel her own slick lips warming up, feeling desire at the thought that he’d at least let her cum on his fingers.

“You are such a good cumslut Anna,” he still clutched her hair, jamming her face into his pubic hair. She could hardly breathe, but she still wanted him to stroke her clit.

She swallowed every drop and he released her head.

“Lick up all the cum off of my dick and then put my clothes back on, Anna.”

She pulled her head back and lapped at his cock, slowly, licking up everything. When she was finished, she pulled his boxers up to his knees and he stood. She remained on her knees with her head bowed, trying not to betray how much she desired to be touched. If he knew how much she wanted it, he would chain her to the table, taking extra steps to ensure that she could please herself. Slaves were not allowed to pleasure themselves unless asked to by the master. She knew the rules well.

He pulled on his boxers and buttoned his jeans. “You did great, Anna, but I’m not sure you’ve quite earned the right to cum yet. I may go finger Bella in your place, since she was such a good slave earlier in the week.”

Anna kept her eyes down on the ground, trying so hard not to whimper.

He unhooked the chains from the eyehook on the ground, and pulled her over to the table. She got onto the table, lying on her back. He hooked the chains back to their respective hooks on the table.

She lied on the table, obediently, waiting for him to strum her clit with his finger. Instead, he walked toward the door. Anna bit her lip to keep from crying out.

“Anna, do not sleep. I may come back for you tonight or tomorrow, but I want you ready and waiting for me when I do.”

The door opened and shut quickly, leaving Anna in the damp air, alone, in the darkness, again.

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Vixen is a dancer in a strip club in town. Tonight is a normal night at work for her, although the joint is a little quiet as she is about to take the stage for her dance. The only party in is five black guys hanging out by the front of the stage. However they have a few bottles of champagne open and are throwing money around, so she considers that it might be a good night for her.

Vixen takes to the stage to perform her striptease. The five guys get very excited by her performance. Causing more of a fuss over her than the previous dancers who have been up. They are all waving bills at her and she strides over to collect them. Tucking them into her garter as she goes.

“What a sexy piece of white ass you are, girl! What to join us in a VIP room?”

Still naked but for her garter, Vixen leads them all off into a private room. It is a square room with seating all around three of the sides. They all follow her inside and sit themselves down as she draws the curtain over the door. Vixen stands in the centre of the room and begins to dance for them.

She turns and gyrates for their pleasure. Flicking her long dark hair and displaying her slender white body. Facing away from them, she spreads her legs into a wide stance and bends at the waist until her left hand touches the floor. With her right hand she strokes up her calf and over the back of her toned thigh. She smacks her right buttock and gyrates her hips, bending her knees to show off her pretty pink pussy.

She stands up slowly and spins rounds to face them. Her eyes follow her hands as she runs them up from her hips, following the curves of her narrow waist and up to her firm breasts. As she squeezes them together, she looks up to see each of the guys has pulled their dick over the top of their pants.

Vixen gasps at the sight of these five massive cocks all stiff from her teasing dances and pointing straight at her.

“Please guys,” Vixen protests. “Put those things away. I’m not allowed to touch…”

Leroy stands up and walks a couple of paces forward. He stands two feet in front from Vixen, the tip of his rock hard black dick reaching out to her, half way between them.

“Why don’t you stop worrying about what you think you ain’t allowed to do,” he begins “and start thinking about what I know you want to do?” As her pulse begins to race, he adds “Besides, you know we’ll make it worth your while. In more ways than one.”

Vixen knows what she wants to do and slowly drops to her knees. Leroy smiles as she takes him into her mouth and begins to blow him. With this, the other four guys all stand up and walk to her. Thrusting their big black dicks at her face. Overwhelmed, Vixen moves from one to the other with her hands and mouth. Urgently trying to attend to each of them.

Marcus pulls away from the group and quickly undresses. He moves over to the seat and sits himself down. He calls to her and she crawls over to him on all fours and licks at his Ümraniye Escort cock. She sucks him for a while, then climbs up onto his lap and straddles him, easing his fat cock into her pussy.

The rest of the guys also get undressed as she rides him. As the first to remove his clothes, Wes climbs up onto the seating next to Vixen. His cock is very long and he stoops slightly so she can suck on it.

To the other side of her, Julius grabs her wrist and climbs up onto the seating. His dick is simply monstrous. It is at least as long as Wes’s, but much thicker and stronger. He places her hand on his cock and she begins to stroke it.

Marcus starts to thrust faster and deeper into her as she changes to stroking Wes and blowing Julius. She can barely get her mouth past the head of his thick cock, but as she feels her pussy getting wetter and wetter, she knows she wants it inside her.

Julius pulls his dick out of her mouth and sits down next to her. Vixen climbs off Marcus and straight on to Julius. She eases herself slowly down onto his huge manhood as Marcus stands up on the seat. Vixen has never been with a guy as big as Julius before. She takes some time to adjust herself to the size of his cock as she slides herself slowly, progressively deeper.

Marcus bunches her hair into a pony tail behind her head and uses it to steer her mouth onto his dick. To the other side of her, Anton gets up onto the seat. She turns and sucks his cock as she grabs hold of Marcus’s dick.

Vixen bucks up and down on Julius’s big, black cock as Leroy approaches her from behind and puts his hands on her hips. He wraps his fingers around her and lifts her up on to her knees. Pulling her off Julius’s cock, Leroy pushes his dick into the space vacated by Julius and fucks her pussy frantically from behind.

Slamming his hips forcefully against her, he pounds away before letting go of her. Vixen squirms back down onto Julius and rides him. Again Leroy pulls her up by her hips to take his turn with her. He fucks her hard again before letting her return to Julius. They continue to share her pussy as she switches between sucking Anton and Marcus.

Leroy lets her go again and she slides herself back down onto Julius. She feels Leroy’s hands straight back on her, but this time he doesn’t lift her. He pushes her right down so Julius’s dick is all the way inside her and he holds her still. Vixen’s eyes roll back with pleasure.

She feels Leroy holding her ass cheeks apart as the tip of his dick pushes against her anus. His dick is sopping from Vixen’s pussy and, despite its size, slips into her ass without difficulty.

Skewered by these two muscular, well hung black men, Vixen struggles to try and concentrate on sucking the two black dicks being waved in her face. Soon she can no longer control herself and can only half stifle a scream as she orgasms hard. Breathing heavily, she tries to return to her senses. Leroy and Julius Anadolu Yakası Escort slacken the pace to allow her to regain her composure.

Marcus jumps down from the seat and Leroy withdraws from her ass. Marcus moves round to take his place and pushes himself into her. Leroy jumps onto the seating as Vixen, her pussy and ass each filled by a big black cock, sucks on Anton’s thick member.

She turns her head to Leroy and reaches for his dick. He swerves his hips out of the way and her hand misses him, coming to rest on the back of the seat instead. She opens her mouth and wraps her lips around the tip of his cock. Looking up at him with her large, pretty eyes, she takes him deep into her mouth.

Vixen bobs her head up and down as she blows his stiff cock. Her hips moving to the same rhythm as she grinds herself over Julius’s dick. Her left hand moves absent mindedly along Anton’s cock as Marcus thrusts himself into her ass.

Wes moves over to them and shoves Marcus out of the way. Eager to take his turn at fucking Vixen’s tight, white ass. At the same time, Anton pushes her hand off him and climbs down to wait his turn. Marcus climbs up next to Vixen and, dutifully, she turns to suck his cock.

Vixen switches her attentions between Leroy and Marcus. Giving each of them the chance to fuck her pretty mouth as Julius and Wes fuck her. Leroy climbs down as Wes withdraws and takes his place inside Vixen’s mouth.

Anton, boasting the widest girth of all of them, eases himself slowly into Vixen’s ass hole. Stuffed to the brim, Vixen feels another orgasm building. It crashes over her and she collapses, exhausted from the intensity of her pleasure, down onto Julius’s broad chest.

Anton pulls out of her and Julius wraps his strong arms around her. Standing up, he lifts her and she clings onto him as gravity slides her further down onto Julius’s huge dick. Still inside her, he lays her down on the floor and pushes her legs up to her chest.

Anton kneels next to her head and she licks as his cock as Julius grabs her ankles and lifts them up. “Time to get me some of that sexy white ass,” he declares as he pounds into her pussy.

Letting her legs fall over his arms, he grabs her hips and lifts them so she is resting on the back of her shoulders with her ass in the air. Vixen puts her hands at the back of her hips and props herself on her elbows as Julius pulls out of her pussy and guides his cock down into her ass.

Julius fucks her ass as more cocks crowd around Vixen’s face. Pinned by Julius, she can do no more than turn her head slightly to flick her tounge at them.

Julius pulls out and bumps down onto the seating. Vixen nimbly rolls herself down onto her back and up into a sitting position. Getting onto all fours between Julius’s strong thighs, she sucks his cock as Wes gets into position behind her.

He pushes his dick into her ass and fucks her frantically for a few İstanbul Escort minutes. After which he moves round as Julius stands up and Wes takes his place on the seat. Vixen sucks his long black cock as Anton pushes into her ass hole.

After a while Vixen begins to struggle with his girth, so she pulls herself off him and turns round to keep him busy with her mouth. Leroy moves in to fuck her now gaping ass hole.

Marcus soon demands his turn and Leroy moves round to thrust his cock towards Vixen’s face. She blows him as Marcus pounds away urgently at her ass. He pulls out and moves straight back into her pussy. Vixen is shocked as she unexpectedly feels him cumming inside her. His dick twitches and his movements become jerky as he fills her pussy up with his sperm.

Exhausted, Marcus pulls out and goes to sit down. Julius moves in behind Vixen and pushes his enormous black cock into her ass. He fucks her long and deeply as Vixen rubs at her pussy. As she orgasms again, Julius pulls out and pushes into her pussy. Vixen gasps as her orgasm intensifies as his huge dick shoots its cum into her.

Julius pulls out and goes to pick up his clothes. Wes sits down to the side of Vixen and calls her to him. She pushes two fingers into her pussy, then holds them in front of her face. They are wet from her pussy and sticky with spunk. She puts them into her mouth and licks them clean.

She stands with her back to Wes and bends at the waist as she did during her dance earlier. Wes spanks her ass, then grabs her hips and pulls her towards him. He guides her down onto his cock and she sits on his lap, putting her feet on the seat and moving her knees up either side of her.

Displaying her pretty pussy, empty but for the sperm of these two black strangers, she sways her hips; working Wes’s dick further into her ass.

“So who else is man enough to cum inside me?” Vixen asks with a coquettish smile.

Leroy steps up and enters her. Anton gets onto the seat next to her and she sucks him. All of her holes are filled with cock as she is triple penetrated by the last three big black men standing.

Anton gets down and Leroy moves up and pushes himself into Vixen’s mouth. Anton pushes into her pussy and fucks her frantically until he cums inside her too.

As Anton withdraws, Vixen rolls off Wes and stands up. She gets down on all fours in front of him and sucks his cock as Leroy moves round to take her ass. He fucks her hard and fast, then switches to her pussy to empty his spunk into her too.

Wes stands up as Leroy moves away. He puts one hand on Vixen’s ass and another on her head and gently pushes her down into a prone position on the floor. Spreading her legs he looms over her and pounds her ass as deeply as he can. Before long he gets off her and rolls her onto her back. Hooking her legs over his shoulders he thrusts into her pussy and finishes deep inside her.

Vixen is exhausted as she lies on her back, sprawled on the floor and filled with cum. Fully satisfied, she stays there blissfully contented as she watches the guys finish dressing. One by one they file silently past her and out. Each reaching into their pocket to throw a fistful of dollars down on top of her naked body before they leave.

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Black Dreams

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My girlfriend Charlene was spending yet another weekend out of town working with her boss. I didn’t like it at all but what could I do about it, to be honest her boss scares me. It’s not only because he a black guy he is also huge and muscular and the look he gives me lets me know he could kick my ass easy. While Charlene is out of town she has me clean her apartment, I know how that sounds but really I don’t mind and I like to do things to make her happy.

I clean the whole place, doing the bedroom last because I like to linger there so I can spend some time handling those things close to her like her sheets and sometime maybe even her under-things. The first thing I see is her laptop and I worry that she might have forgotten it for her trip. I open it to see that she has not logged off as of yet and when curiosity got the best of me I snooped around to see what she had on it. There wasn’t much but I did see a file named Charlene’s Journal and thinking I might find some hidden secrets about the love of my life I could not help but pry. I could see it wasn’t too big and maybe she had just started it. I thought that she might have some of her feelings on me in it so I clicked on it and ended up getting the shock of my life. The following is copied from her journal and I’m sure you will be as shocked as I was.

Entry 1: Reasons Why Women Love a Big Black Cock:

1. Length – a woman needs to feel the depth of penetration for that deep spot orgasm.

2. Girth – feeling a veiny & meaty cock rubbing the insides of the vagina feels amazing and makes for fantastic orgasms.

3. Ümraniye Escort This is the kind of cock that makes blowjobs so much fun as well as tasty!

4. No faking required, a real cock makes for real orgasms.

5. Visually appealing – chocolate color, engorged with blood and oh so sensitive!

6. The man it is attached to, not some wimp who whines and begs but a real man who takes what he wants whether the woman likes it or not, of course what woman wouldn’t want to satisfy such a man.

Entry 2: My dreams are of marring a white man who knows about my passion and belief that the black man is superior to the white man. I dream about my wedding night when he will turn me over to my black lovers for breeding, each one taking their turn, dumping their black seed deep inside of me. My God what a night it will be. I know that Charles loves me and wants to be my husband but is enough of a man to be able to live with my desires.

Entry 3: I want a cuckold husband, nothing more, and nothing less. I couldn’t imagine myself crawling into our king sized bed each night and pretending that his touch did anything for me, because it wouldn’t. What I want is to share my body with another lover, black and powerful to feel his hands sliding up and down my petite waist, feeling the softness of my skin while my breasts rested in the palm of his hands perfectly. I want a lover that I could flaunt in front of my cuckold husband, to let him know that he could never bring me any sexual satisfaction; instead, it is the act of sucking and fucking Anadolu yakası Escort in front of him with another man that excites me more than anything. Is Charles the type of man who could, get on his knees suck the hot fresh cum from my pussy as my lover watches?

Entry 4: TGIF and the weekend is here, I am so horny I can’t wait to be alone with Mr. Washington I guess you know what I am going to do this weekend. You got it! Just as last weekend,I am going to give myself to this black god! I will worship him with my body and give him all the pleasure he wants or can handle. If things go as planned, I will be too sore to walk Monday Morning.

Entry 5: Wow now I have been called racist, if liking black cock better than white cock is racists I guess I am. I don’t care what the girls at the office say, the fact of the matter is; I believe black men are the superior race with their massive, large cocks that are the most beautiful reproductive organs through-out the human race. I believe in worshiping the black cock that enslaves my sexual lust, using my mouth, pussy, and ass as my religious altar to them. I bow to the ebony phallus my only true god.

Entry 6: I love it when I am totally turned on like this, taking my black lovers. I love it when I am to the point that I no longer care. To the point, that all I want is to feel is black seed going deep inside of me, breeding me, making me his slut. Unlike Charles who’s watery cum, I cannot feel being released inside me, my Black Adonis’ cum blasts against my cervix wall coating my eggs with İstanbul Escort its wondrous fertility.

Entry 7: I know he goes deeper than any man has gone before. I can almost feel him driving deep into my womb, bottoming out on each thrust as I feel the pain/pleasure to where I almost beg him to stop. Then suddenly I feel his body start to shake as he explodes deep inside of me. His black baby making cum, filling me to over flowing and flooding into every crease and opening inside me makes me shudder with desire for his offspring. The instincts inside me take over as my body moves to milk out very drop of his baby making seed. I no longer care just as long as I received very drop. I wonder if Charles could accept a baby that the world would know was not his. It excites me to think of him carrying my black lovechild on his shoulder, changing his soiled diaper in public and letting the world know that he is my cuckold.

I sit in a trance as I read; it is as if Charlene has found my deepest fantasies and my penis is throbbing as I picture myself as Charlene’s cuckold. I have never told her of my lurid thoughts because I worried of what she would think of me. I can think of nothing as erotic as becoming her slave and serving her as she serves her lover. As a pledge of my devotion, I make my own entry in her journal and hope for the best.

Entry 8: It is the white boys bound duty to serve his Queen and her Black Adonis in any way he or she sees fit. No reward could be greater than the honor of clean up duty after their appetites are satisfied. It is the duty of the white boy to care for all offspring from their love and to do so with pride. On bended knee, I beg for the chance to prove to you that I will be the husband and cuckold you not only desire but also deserve.

I then finished my housework and then returned to my place to await my fate.

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Chapter Four – ‘The Night Of’

“I remind the parties that they can settle at any time before a verdict is reached and I recommend that you do. Do both counsellors acknowledge that,” Judge Karl Brinkman made one last plea for the parties to settle and he said this in open court so that the jury understood exactly what was going on here.

Adele Edwards and John Murray arose and nodded to the judge.

“I warn the jury now that you are going to see and hear things that will shock you and offend your morals and sensibilities. But the evidence that will be presented in court is submitted to try to prove the facts of the case, it’s not provided to offend you or to titillate you. You should listen to and look at the evidence in that light, does it corroborate what the party is trying to prove? Do not let your personal feelings interfere with your duty to make a fair verdict,” the judge advised the jury.

“Ms Edwards, you may address the jury,” and so the trial began.

Adele and Celia had dressed carefully for their appearance in court, biding the Judge’s advice. Celia of course was dressed all in black including her stockings and heels but the hem of her skirt was a modest two inches above her knee. She wore a light charcoal blouse and had economised on her makeup but refused not to wear her signature blood-red lipstick.

Adele was dressed similarly but in blue pinstripes with a white silk blouse.

Melody Summers was dressed, as per instruction, in a twinset with Mary Jane low heels and her hair up in ponytail. Her appearance was deliberately contrived to make her look young and innocent.

“Counsel for the plaintiff will prove the following during the course of this trial. Those four men sitting at the defence table, Daniel Benstead, Brian Stetford, Peter Grady and Mitchell Brooks had non-consensual sex with the plaintiff Miss Melody Summers. We will prove that Mitchell Brooks lured Melody Summers to a cocktail party on the evening of May twelfth, 2018; seduced her and then bought in his three friends and let them use her as their plaything. I warn you that this case is going to be sordid, graphic and emotional. There will be claims and counter-claims but all you need to be convinced of is that Melody Summers was forced to have non-consensual sex with these men. Then find for the plaintiff thank you,” Adele Edwards finished her opening remarks.

John Murray, the defence’s counsellor, arose and strode over to the jury box.

“This case is simple. So simple in fact that the work has already been done for you. Daniel Benstead, Brian Stetford, Peter Grady and Mitchell Brooks were all found not guilty in criminal court. This case is simply a matter of greed and revenge. Revenge for being called a liar in court and greed because these men are affluent, and men of considerable standing within the community and with plenty to lose if they are found guilty. This case is simply a case of sour grapes and coercion. Do what your peers in the criminal court did; find my clients not guilty,” John strode confidently back to his seat.

Adele knew what the defence’s strategy would be. Prove that Melody Summers was a willing participant in a gangbang, not a victim of sexual assault. This strategy had worked well in criminal court where reasonable doubt had to be established to support a guilty verdict. The criterion in a civil trial was such that the weight of proof was lessened. You basically just had to convince the jury to vote one way or the other.

Also the rules of evidence were a little less strict; facts could be implied without substantial corroboration. Adele and Celia’s battle plan was to meet the defence’s strategy head on; call their bluff so to speak. It was dangerous, but it would take the defence of ‘implied consent’ off the table.

“Doctor Lee, you have been accepted as an expert witness to the satisfaction of the court I now intend to ask you direct questions,” Adele began her trial.

“Doctor Lee, can a woman enjoy being sexually assaulted?” there was a small intake of indignation from the female members of the jury.

“Studies have shown that up to twenty percent of women had a physical response to their assault and that four to five percent of women reported orgasm during the attack,” Dr Lee answered clearly and succinctly.

“What do you mean specifically when you mean physical response?” Adele continued, she wanted the jury to hear the specifics and undermine the defence before they got started.

“A woman might produce lubrication, she might become aroused, she might even orgasm as I’ve stated,” Dr Lee replied.

“Men too when being sexually assaulted often display similar responses; erection, pre-ejaculate discharge and finally ejaculation, more so than women in fact,” Dr Lee added.

“Thanks for the educational divergence but we will stick to women for now shall we?” Adele didn’t want the jury distracted.

“But that doesn’t mean the woman is complicit does it?” Adele wanted clarification.

“Liking something or experiencing pleasure is one thing; Ataşehir Escort wanting or desiring is another. Genital arousal is a learned response to certain cues or stimuli and is not necessarily related to consent. In fact because fear activates the sympathetic nervous system, increasing the blood flow through the body, it is possible that it could facilitate genital arousal,” the doctor said smugly.

The doctor had a conceited look on his face that Adele did not like; she did not want him to upset the jury so she asked him a yes or no question.

“So Doctor Lee, as an expert if your field, to summarise your testimony. Is it possible for a woman to become aroused and even achieve orgasm while she is being taken sexually against her will?” Adele wanted clarity.

“Yes,” the doctor replied.

“No more questions,” Adele relinquished the witness.

“Your witness Mr Murray,” the judge said.

“Doctor. Have you heard of rape fantasy or rape roleplay?” John Murray raised his brows.

“Of course I have. Some women find that fear, even when just pretending to be scared, or being physically restrained, very sexually stimulating,” the doctor replied.

“No more questions,” John Murray strode confidently back to his chair.

John Murray had burst the defence’s bubble with one question. Adele needed to counterattack.

She rose for her redirect.

“Doctor Lee, just to clarify. No amount of sexual arousal during the act can override the fact that someone may consciously be saying and meaning no, but that their bodies might betray them. Physical pleasure is not evidence of consent correct?” Adele hoped that she was getting her ship back on course.

“Correct,” Dr Lee again gave his smug smile.

There was a short recess and it was time for Melody Summers to testify.

Two days after Adele’s date with Peter Duffy she had found a plain envelope with no return address on her desk. Inside the envelope was a small note: ‘Some men just can’t help showing off. I’m sorry that they think this is acceptable ‘. Adele had a good idea who had dropped off the envelope. Who moved within the same circles as Danny Benstead, Brian Stetford, Peter Grady, and Mitchell Brooks? A certain lobbyists perhaps?

The pictures in the envelope were very contentious and inflammatory. They certainly looked like Melody Summers was being forced to have sex with the defendants but John Murray had pictures that proposed the opposite. She and Celia had thought long and hard about whether to introduce the pictures into evidence.

“Please tell the court the events that occurred on the evening of May twelfth, 2018,” Adele decided to let Melody just tell her story rather than ask her a series of questions.

“I received an invitation to attend a cocktail party at the Beaumont Hotel. The invitation was anonymous, that is, it was unsigned. This is not unusual for me because of my work in marketing; I often get invited to events by the organisers as a means of free publicity,” Melody began.

Then she told her story…

*****

Melody was looking around the large function room to see if there might be someone interesting to talk to. All the men appeared to be overweight, middle-aged and married. Not that being married had stopped a few of them from hitting on her. The cocktail party was a busted flush.

When she’d arrived she’d presented her invitation at the door and had expected her name to be the event organiser’s list but it wasn’t. Hers was a private invitation but the person who had purchased the ticket remained anonymous.

She wore her low-cut red satin sheath, split to the waist on one side, red ‘fuck-me pumps’ her evening makeup with red lipstick and nailpolish, gold accessories and was sans panties. The sheath required her to wear tan sheer-to-the-waist-pantyhose and a strapless bra; anything else would ruin the lines of the dress.

“Melody Summers? Really?” Mitchell Brooks bent down to read her nametag.

He made no secret of the fact that he was also looking at her breasts

“It sounds like porn actress’ name,” he smiled.

He was a very handsome man. A college jock, he had maintained his fitness and was slim, tall and fitted into his tuxedo perfectly.

“That’s very forward of you sir,” Melody smiled at him seductively.

“No. That’s me being comedic; this is me being forward,” Mitchell slid his hand across her buttocks and squeezed.

“I say sir; that is forward!” she pretended to be indignant but Mitchell saw the amusement in her eyes.

“Wanna get away from these old fogies and have some fun?” he pulled her close to him.

“Why the fuck not; this party is dead,” Melody smiled up at him.

“Let’s get the fuck out of here,” Mitchell took her hand in his and led her through the crowd, grabbing a bottle of champagne and two glasses off a passing waiter.

He led her upstairs to a large reception room, checked it was empty and then pulled her inside and locked the door.

“Is this better?” Mitchell smiled at Bostancı Escort Melody.

“Much,” she smiled back at him.

He poured two glasses of champagne, which they both polished off quickly.

He reached into his inside pocket and produced a small silver cigarette case, opened it and produced a spliff.

He held it up and looked at her questioningly.

“You can’t smoke that here,” Melody was a little shocked.

“Fuck I can’t. I contributed a shitload of money for this reception, all of which I’ll get back in tax credits of course, but I’m still the biggest benefactor,” Mitchell lit the joint, took a deep drag and held the smoke a while before exhaling.

He passed her the spliff.

“What the fuck is this benefit even for? Equal rights for gay whales? Save the lesser-crested big-balled penguin?” he took the joint back off Melody.

Melody laughed and blew out a plume of smoke.

They finished the joint, making small talk and then Mitchell led her to a chaise lounge where they went back to drinking champagne.

When Mitchell leaned in to kiss her, all of her inhibitions had been lost.

She kissed him back, driving her tongue into his mouth. Mitchell pawed at her breasts, trying to extract them from the tight sheath.

“Honey we can have as much fun as you like but don’t ruin this dress,” she giggled.

Mitchell eventually freed her firm, nicely formed breasts from the gown and lapped at them, holding them so he could suck on her nipples. Pleasure radiated from her sensitive berries and she sighed and held him to her breasts.

Mitchell took her hand and directed it to his groin and she struggled to open his flies.

“Fuck this!” Mitchell stood up and quickly undressed, tossing his clothes onto the floor.

“Do you want me to undress too,” melody was feeling lightheaded.

“No. I want to fuck you in that dress,” Mitchell growled.

His substantial erection was standing proud.

“But first I want you to suck my cock,” Mitchell pulled her up off the lounge and the roughly pushed her down on her knees.

Melody actually liked being dominated by the handsome powerful man. It turned her on.

She turned her attention to Mitchell’s cock and slowly stroked it, running her nails under the bulbous head and then fondling his scrotum while she caressed his long thick shaft. She traced the veins with her fingertips.

Mitchell put his hands on her head and directed her face to his groin and she opened her mouth and took the cock between her lips. She used her tongue on it and then began to suck it in earnest. The dope and the booze had taken affect and loosened her inhibitions.

Mitchell let her fellate him until he was ready and then he lifted her to her feet and kissed her again.

“Watch the dress,” she said, her words muffled by their kiss.

“What; this dress?” Mitchell pushed her back and she fell on the lounge; arms and legs akimbo.

He hiked up her dress, bunching it around her waist and then he lowered his face to her groin. She was wet already; he could see her secretions glistening in the fabric of her sheer pantyhose crotch. He lapped at the nectar and licked her cunt through the gossamer material. Then he tried to pull them down.

“I’ve got a spare pair in my clutch,” Melody gasped and used one of her long fingernails to open the seam of her pantyhose.

Mitchell poked his tongue through the hole and lapped at her labia, then found her clitoris and worked it with his tongue.

Melody gasped and held his mouth there, rising up off the lounge to thrust her sodden cunt into his face.

When Melody was moaning with desire and twisting her fingers in his hair, he knew she was ready. Mitchell replaced his face with his cock, kneeling between her legs and thrusting his cock into her all the way. Melody wrapped her legs and arms around him and hung on while he fucked her vigorously.

Mitchell came quickly inside her and she felt him ejaculate and an earth-shattering orgasm wracked her, she drummed her heels on his back as she orgasmed. She came so hard that she nearly passed out, she was dazed and confused.

When she came too there were three other men in the room. Mitchell Brooks was still inside her, slowly fucking her as she lay on the couch with her legs wide apart. One of the men had his phone out and was filming them. They were all naked and sporting erections.

“I’d like you to meet my friends. We’re all going to have a little fun ok?” Mitchell smiled down at her.

The three men approached the lounge, two positioned themselves on one side of her and one on the other, Mitchell was still fucking her slowly and her cunt was tingling, she was far from another orgasm but it felt delightful all the same.

She took two of the cocks in her hands and one in her mouth.

Melody Summers left the reception room three hours later her hair dishevelled, her makeup ruined, her expensive dress ripped down one side and her pantyhose full of runners. She made her way Kadıköy Escort to ladies room to tidy herself up, fix her makeup and change into fresh pantyhose. She used some toilet paper to wipe away the semen dripping from her vagina and her anus.

*****

Melody told the court an edited version of what really happened. She admitted that she had had consensual sex with Mitchell Brooks initially but then his friends had showed up and she was forced to submit to all kinds of debauchery.

“Miss Summers, as you know I now intend to show a series of pictures to the court that are very explicit but I need for you to describe to the court exactly what is happening in each picture,” Adele said.

Celia had rehearsed this part of her testimony many times with Melody, hopefully she would hold up.

“Please bring up plaintiff exhibits one through four and provide hard copies to jury,” Adele asked one of the bailiffs.

Two, sixty-inch flat-screen monitors lit up, and the first image appeared.

There was an audible gasp around the courtroom.

Melody swallowed and following the direction she had been given began to speak.

“That’s Mr Grady forcing me to fellate Mr Stetford,” Melody said dry-mouthed.

Melody was on her knees and Peter Grady was behind her, holding one of her arms behind her back and pushing Melody’s head onto Brian Stetford’s erection. The men were naked; Melody was still dressed in her evening gown.

“That’s Mr Benstead forcing himself on me,” she said softly.

Melody was on her hands and knees, fully-clothed, her dress hiked up and Danny Benstead was taking her doggy-style, holding onto her hair, pulling her head back, her face contorted.

“And that’s me being forced to service three of the men,” Melody was starting to fade under the pressure of giving her testimony.

There were only a few images left to show and Melody bravely endured them all, providing a narrative to what the jury was seeing.

“And in any of these pictures are you consenting to the acts being photographed?” Adele asked.

“No,” Melody replied simply.

“And did you know that these pictures were being taken?” Adele was close to ending Melody’s testimony.

“Yes. I saw the men using their phones to take pictures. At the end of the night they told me that if I complained about what had happened they would release the pictures online and send them to my friends and family,” Melody began to sob.

“Nothing further you honour,” Adele was pleased with Melody’s testimony.

She believed that she had made her case and that Melody had made a very convincing witness.

The judge adjourned the court for the day.

*****

The next day it was John Murray’s turn to cross-examine Melody Summers. Adele and Celia hoped that she would hold up under what would be a withering cross.

“Miss Summers, you claim that in the series of pictures presented by the plaintiff’s counsel that you were being forced to participate in sexual acts against your will?” John Murray began.

“That’s right,” Melody leaned forward to speak into the microphone.

“These pictures here,” John bought the series of shots up on the screens using a clicker.

“Objection you honour; inflammatory, the court has already seen this evidence,” Adele rose to her feet but before she could continue John Murray interjected.

“Your honour, the plaintiff introduced the pictures into evidence,” John gave Adele a sleazy smile.

“Overruled,” Judge Brinkman waved his hand at Adele dismissively.

“And were these pictures also taken the same evening you allege the assault occurred,” John pressed his clicker again.

A series of images appeared on the large screens facing the court which appeared to show Melody Summers in various stages of undress but never quite naked having sex with the defendants. The difference being that in these pictures her face was displaying what looked like extreme pleasure.

At disclosure Adele had the chance to have the photographs ruled inadmissible but she had not done so. The judge had ruled that the photos could be bought into evidence and Adele had asked for a stipend that allowed her to introduce her own photos into evidence.

Adele knew that to object further would bring these facts to the jury so she refrained.

Melody bowed her head.

Hard copies of the pictures were given to the jury to pass around.

“Miss Summers?” John Murray insisted.

Melody nodded.

“For the record please,” he insisted.

“Yes,” Melody whispered.

“Miss Summers; remember you are under oath and subject to perjury should you lie. Do these pictures not show you enjoying having sex with the four defendants? Are you not experiencing pleasure?” John Murray waved at one of the screens.

“It’s not like that! Mitch… Mr Brooks was using his mouth… er performing cunnilingus on me while I was being held down. I can’t just switch my physical responses on and off,” Melody replied tersely.

“Yes or no? Did you receive sexual gratification during your so-called ordeal?” John Murray grilled her.

“Objection you honour. It has been stipulated by an expert witness that it is possible for a woman or a man to experience sexual gratification even if the act is against their will,” Adele stated.

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The spa was empty when I emerged from the swimming pool. I quickly relaxed and shrugged off the pressures of another day in the warm bubbling water. With my eyes closed my mind wandered over the previous week and the weekend about to begin.

I opened my eyes at the sound of voices. Two women were stepping into the spa across from me. The blonde with the very short bobbed hair and pale smooth skin was wearing a skimpy bikini. Her breasts were medium sized and appeared firm, the nipples showing through the sheer material. Her companion is shorter, a slim body covered by a black one piece that rides high on her hips. Her hair is black and very long, almost reaching her waist, her skin a dark tanned bronze.

They slip into the water and move to one side, near where I lay. They relax in the foam and chat idly about their work and their boyfriends. I have closed my eyes but continue to listen as they talk. The dark haired girl’s name is Claire, her companion’s Julie. Their voices drop in volume slightly, and by straining slightly I realise that they are talking about sex.

Julie tells Claire that her boyfriend, Steve, doesn’t seem to enjoy going down on her, and that as a result it takes her a while before she comes. She adds that when she does finally come its not really that much of a release, sometimes leaving her more frustrated than before they started. Claire responds by asking Julie if she has ever experienced an orgasm at the hands of a woman. There is a total silence, punctured only by the sound of the spa jets and splashing water. I feel a tingle between my legs. I cautiously open one eye to confirm they are both still there. Julie looks slightly embarrassed but is smiling.

‘No I haven’t,’ she responds. “In fact I’ve only been with one other man other than Steve.’ Claire shakes her head in disapproval.

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‘Have you been with another woman?’ Julie asks. Claire nods. Apart from Geoff, I regularly sleep with a girlfriend I’ve known for a couple of years. A woman is different, more sensitive and definitely more understanding of another woman’s desires. You should try it sometime.’

Another silence. I open my eyes and see that they are kissing. Claire is in front of Julie, their lips lightly touching, eyes closed. Julie leans her head back and Claire gently slides her mouth down onto the throat exposed to her. Her tongue slides across Julie’s creamy skin, down to her breasts, the tops of which are above the water. Claire’s eyes open and meet mine. She pauses, but I mouth at her not to stop.

She eases Julie up so that her breasts are clear of the water and begins kissing the flesh exposed by the skimpy material. Julie’s nipples are hard, protruding clearly. I slowly move towards them as Claire gently strokes one nipple then the other with her tongue. Julie moans in pleasure. I move next to Claire, and my thighs touch hers under the water. Claire moves to one side and then deftly slips Julie’s top off, revealing her perfect breasts with small pink nipples. I can feel my nipples pushing strongly against the fabric of my swimsuit.

Together we begin touching, stroking and kissing Julie’s breasts and neck. At my first touch she gasps and opens her eyes. She is too excited to say anything and watches as I gently suck her nipple into my mouth. Claire moves Julie onto the edge of the spa, removing her bikini bottoms as she does. At once she is between her legs, her tongue searching below the blonde hair for Julie’s clit. Julie softly shrieks in pleasure and spreads her legs widely. I watch as Claire’s tongue flicks up and down across Kadıköy Escort the clit, then slips into her pussy. I kiss Julie, her mouth soft and yielding, her tongue small and soft against mine.

Julie comes, her body jerking in spasms as the orgasm rolls through her. She begins to kiss me more positively as she regains control, and then I feel a hand on my thigh. Claire is behindme, pressing her body against mine, her hands roaming across my behind, up my back and around the front to cup my breasts. Julie helps her remove my swimsuit, her own hands exploring my breasts, gently pinching and squeezing the hard nipples.

Claire turns me so that I face her, resting against the wall of the spa. She takes me in her arms and we kiss passionately, her tongue invading my mouth, a hard hot pointed snake. She forces her leg between my thighs and rubs it against my clit. My body tingles with excitement. Julie is back in the water, next to me. The three of us kiss, tongues entwined, hands roaming freely. Claire is now naked, her small firm breasts with their chocolate brown nipples in my hands, then my mouth.

Claire lifts my legs onto her shoulders, kneeling in the spa. I am forced to hold the sides to avoid slipping under the water. Julie puts an arm under me and begins to lick my neck, mouth and breasts. Claire’s tongue pushes into me like a man’s cock, hard and long. I thrust back against her mouth. Her tongue searches for my clit and she alternates between sucking it and flicking it with the tip of her tongue. I come violently, only saved from drowning by Julie’s supporting arms.

We are suddenly aware of a fourth presence and open my eyes to see him. He is tall and muscular, his body pumped up after a heavy session in the gym. His dark hair falls below his shoulders in ringlets. His skin is a deep brown. The head of his erect cock protrudes from below Bostancı Escort the water. Claire slides from between my legs and he replaces her. His strong hands grip my thighs and he allows Claire’s hand to guide him into my pussy. He slowly strokes in and out, each thrust rubbing my clit. Claire and Julie caress my body with one hand and his body with the other. He begins to increase his pace, building my excitement as he does so. Julie moves next to him and licks his chest, her pale skin contrasting with his deep tan.

Julie kisses him, their tongues visibly entwining. Claire slides down my body and begins to flick my clit in rhythm with his stokes. I come again, thrusting down on his cock in ecstasy.

He slips out of me and I collapse against the spa wall. Julie and Claire move to him and begin to lick his cock. He sits next to me to give them access and begins to kiss me passionately. His hands fondle my breasts as the two women run their tongues up and down his shaft and gently suck on the head. Then Julie slides his entire length into her mouth and throat. He moans and tenses his body. I slide back into the water and join them and the three of us alternately lick and suck him. Finally he announces that his is about to come, wraps his hand around his shaft and begins to pull himself. His come sprays across our faces and upper bodies, hot and sticky. His come is intense and long. Finally he stops and slips into the water. He kisses each of us gently, then leaves without a word. ‘Yum,’ is all I can say.

Claire sits on the side of the spa and Julie slides between her legs to taste her first woman. I allow my tongue to guide Julie’s, moving to Claire’s slit and gently into her pussy. She is very wet, the excitement of going down on both Julie and I is very obvious. Julie is soon using her tongue like an expert, Claire enjoying the experience with her head thrown back and eyes closed. She comes strongly in one long contraction. Claire leans forward and kisses each of us in turn to say thanks. Then they leave, and I return to my spot at the edge of the spa. The water massages my body. I feel very relaxed, satisfied and ready for the weekend ahead.

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