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This is part 3 of Gary and Bella’s saga. It is advised to read chapters 1 and 2 first.

Gary couldn’t sleep. He had been tossing and turning for the past two hours trying not to think about Bella. It had been a week since their last night out and he was still remembering it. He could still picture her perfect body as she stripped off in front of him, the way she smiled at him just before she put his cock in her mouth, the way she straddled him as she pushed down to let his cock into her…

He couldn’t get her out of his head. They had hung out together in their classes as usual that week, neither of them wanting to be the first to break their silence about their second night together. Normally after these classes he would go home, get into bed and think about her as he masturbated.

Tonight he had already jerked off twice and it wasnt helping him sleep at all. He did what he usually did when he couldn’t sleep, put “Stargate SG-1” on the tv and scrolled around “facebook”. Even though it was past 2am. He could still see a lot of his classmates online, probably up late finishing assignments or just come in from nights out. To his surprise he saw that Bella was online.

The message came almost immediately. “Hey what you still doing up? Been out partying?” She asked him.

“Hey, hows it going?” He replied quickly. “No, nothing that interesting, just cant sleep”.

“Aww, why what’s up? Anything on your mind?”

“Lots of things but nothing in particular” he told her. This of course was a lie. He only had one thing on his mind.

“Me too, want to chat?”

“We are chatting aren’t we?” He asked her.

Suddenly then his phone started ringing. He could see that it was a video call from Bella. He grabbed his phone and answered quickly.

“Hey” she said smiling at him. “I meant a proper chat, you know I get bored typing.”

“That’s better anyway, I prefer to see people when I talk to them. So why are you still up?” He decided to lie back in bed, she would be able to see where he was anyway. She was in what looked like a red, silk like top. He could only see the top of it and the straps but he liked what he saw.

She looked slightly annoyed at the question. “Its nothing, just boring life stuff. So how you getting on with the assignment that’s due end of this week?”

“I’ve already done it” he told her. They carried on talking for about 20 minutes about different things, classes, assignments, what I was watching on tv etc. But then he decided to go for it.

“Hey listen I’m gonna try and crash out and sleep a bit before classes tomorrow, or today I should say. We finish at 4 tomorrow so do you want to come over and hang out after?”

“I’m sorry I cant” she replied, looking genuinely sorry. “I actually have a date.”

Gary was taken aback by this. But his surprise was hidden well showing just a plain stoic facial expression. “Oh yeah? Anyone I know?” He asked casually.

“No you dont know him, it’s a friend of my sister’s. It was her idea. She thinks I need to get out there and meet people and live my life a bit.” She replied. She didnt seem too excited about the date. Bella’s sister was a year younger than her. She had never had a steady boyfriend, but dating lots of guys. Clearly she wanted her sister to be like her.

“That’s great. I hope you have a good time.” He had no idea what else to say. He didnt know how to read his only feelings. Was he angry? Upset? Jealous? Maybe a mix of all three. Did he have a right to be? Yeah they had had sex a couple of times, and they were great nights. But neither of them had spoken about it. Neither had said whether they wanted it to continue or not. They never said they were dating or seeing each other, or any other label.

“Its not a serious thing, I’m doing it more to shut Hayley up. Besides who goes out on a date on a Thursday night.” The last part was a statement not a question as if it was wierd to go out on a date on a Thursday.

“But” she said tentatively. “What about Friday? Could I come over to your place?”

“Of course you can” Gary said carefully, his anger and other feelings abating quickly. “Your welcome anytime. Chill out night at home?”

“That sounds perfect” she said. “I will bring a bottle of wine or two. We finish class at 2 so if I go home and get sorted I could be back at yours for 6ish?”

“What do you need 4 hours for to drive a 25 mile round trip, and get a quick shower and change?” He asked incredulously.

“You know us girls and getting ready. You lived with Paige and Clair for a year so you must know it takes us a while.”

“Ok yeah I know. Well that’s fine, 6 on Friday it is. Right I’m gonna go and get some sleep. Night hunny.”

“Goodnight to you sweetie. Sweet dreams” she smiled at him as she hung up.

Gary’s head was full. He thought at first that they were just good friends. Then they had those crazy nights together and maybe they had evolved into friends with benefits. But this? This, and there was no other word for it, jealously almanbahis had made him think even harder. Did he want to be with Bella? They had such good times together as friends, always laughing and joking. Then the sex, well that had been amazing, he couldn’t deny that.

He rolled over on to his side, closing his eyes, trying to clear the thoughts from his head. What did he want? Was he too late he kept thinking. He hoped her date would go badly. He wanted her for himself.

He woke with a full, raging hard on. He lay there thinking of the night before and the conversation he had had with Bella. She was going on a date and his jealousy came back almost immediately. Instead of trying to go back to sleep he got up and had a shower.

He stripped off in his room, grabbed his towel and walked naked to the bathroom. He remembered when Bella had done something similar and he couldn’t help getting hard again. When he was in the shower his thoughts never strayed from Bella and that she had been in his shower naked the last time they were together. Had she done that in anticipation of sex? He couldn’t help it. He had to jerk off right there and then to his thoughts of her. When he was finished he got out, dried himself and went back to his room.

It was far too early to get up for uni so he got himself back into bed and put “Stargate” back on the tv. It was one of his favourite episodes ‘window of opportunity’ but then he remembered that this was the episode where two of the main characters who could never be together kissed for the first time. It didnt help his mood or not thinking about her.

He must have fallen back to sleep as the next thing he knew was hearing a vibration from his bedside as a text was coming into his phone. It was Bella.

“Where the hell are you? Are you ok? I dont think you’ve ever missed a class and now your not here?” The text read.

He looked at the time on the phone and saw it read 11.20am. He had missed most of his morning class, something he never did. He quickly typed a reply to her.

“Its ok, I’m fine, I just woke up. I dont think I’m going to come in today. I have already done the work for the assignment so I’m fine for this week.” He felt crappy about himself. He had already completed and handed in the assignment so he was fine from a uni stand point, but that wasnt the main problem. He couldn’t bring himself to face her today.

“You sure? Is this about our talk last night? That I’m going on a date?” She asked him.

He knew that she would see through it. He knew that she would think he didnt want to go to class because of her date that night. And she was right.

“Of course not. I’m just thinking I’m going to have a lazy day, watch more stargate and relax, may clean the house a bit.” He typed back to her.

At least all but the first part was true. He didnt want her to know she had gotten so far under his skin.

“Ok… you sure your alright? Want me to swing by yours on my way home?”

This was the last thing he wanted. Before replying he sent a quick email to his lecturer, Jeff, to let him know he wasnt going to be in that day.

“No it’s fine honestly. Just feeling a bit slothy today that’s all. I will see you tomorrow hopefully.” He put this last part in as a bit of a joke but it came across a little passive aggressive to him as he read it back. It didnt bother him so he sent it.

“You WILL see me tomorrow. Why wouldnt you? We made plans right? Or am I making it up?” Her reply stated. She was still keen to hang out so that was good.

“No we did, but know obviously that if something else comes up, you dont have to feel obligated, just let me know.” He really hoped she wouldnt cancel. Especially because she was with someone else.

“Its not a real date. Like I told you I’m doing it to get her off my back then she will leave me alone. I’m more looking forward to tomorrow night with you. I WILL see you tomorrow.” She was adamant she would keep her promise to join him the following night and he felt slightly better about the situation.

He didnt do much in the day. He got up and dressed and just hung around the house watching tv, listening to music and playing “Assasssins Creed”. At about 3pm his gaming was interrupted by an email from his tutor Jeff.

“Hi Gary, thanks for letting me know why you weren’t in class today. Both today’s and tomorrow’s sessions are based on the assignment that is due but you have already submitted it so dont worry. Why dont you take tomorrow off as well? Give you some time to rest up and prepare for the weekend. And just to let you know I have already written and sent off your letter of recommendation to the accounting firms you asked me for.

Have a good weekend

Jeff”

Gary was relieved after he had read it. He was worried that his absences would have a bearing on his letter of recommendation. But all was fine and even better he had been told to have tomorrow off as well. He was planning to get a lot of gaming done in that time. He almanbahis adres had over 24 hrs of uninterrupted gaming time and would probably complete it in that time. He decided that instead of waiting to eat later he ordered himself a pizza that he could keep eating as he wanted.

At around 8pm his phone started vibrating with a text from Bella. He realised that she should be on her date by name and his jealousy came up again for a third time. He waited a few minutes continuing his fights in ‘Assassins Creed’ until he gave up and reached for his phone and opened the text quickly. It read.

“SOS!! This is the worst night of my life. Please can you call me and make it seem serious. I will do the rest from here. I need to get out of here.”

Gary couldn’t hide his glee and delight at this. He thought for a second and pressed the call button. Bella took a few rings to pick up, maybe she was excusing herself from her date.

“Hi Bella, its Gar..” he started.

“Hi Katie, is everything ok.” She cut over him.

“Ok slow down, what’s wrong? Ok what you mean they broke up? Umm ok I’m out now but… ok, ok, ok are you alright to pick me up?” She said all this quickly as if it was already rehearsed in her head.

“Umm are you asking me to genuinely pick you up?” He asked her utterly confused about the whole situation.

“Yes that’s right. I’m in Wetherspoons on Prince’s Street.”

“Ok will take me about 10 minutes to get there. Make sure he isnt with you when I pick you up or he will know something is up.”

“Yeah, yeah, sure. I will let him know now. See you in 10 minutes.” She replied then hung up.

Gary got straight up and dressed into outside clothes. He didnt think it would be a good idea to turn up in just lounge wear.

It took just over 10 minutes to get to her. He drove as fast as he could avoiding all speed cameras and constantly on the look out for police speed checks. When he arrived he saw she was sitting on the small wall just outside the bar. As soon as she saw the car she ran to it and jumped in the front seat.

“Drive, drive. Get me out of here.” She snapped at him smiling.

He took off suddenly jerking her back into the seat before she could even get her seatbelt on. He subconsciously headed for home.

“Ok where to? Want me to drop you at yours?”

“No I cant go home this early. Hayley will know something is up and I will be back to square one. Can we go back to yours please?” She asked. Of course he had no problem with that, he was already on the way.

“Yeah sure. You can either crash at mine or I can take you home later if you want?” He asked her.

“I’m debating what’s better with regards to Hayley. The guy was a friend of hers so she will know about this pretty soon if she doesnt already. Maybe it would be better to crash at yours if that’s ok? Make the story more believable?”

“What was the story anyway? And why were you at Wethers?” He asked her.

“That’s where he took me. He took me for dinner there and a few drinks. It was so bad, so awkward. He had no confidence, and could barely make an intelligent sentence. I had to get out of there. Really not my type.”

They drove on for a few miles in silence listening to the playlist coming through the car stereo. “Adagio for Strings” came on and she turned it up. When the song finished she turned the stereo back down and turned to him as if just remembering his other question.

“By the way I told him that a friend of mine had just found out that her boyfriend had been cheating. I dont think he knew that I was lying but to be honest I figured he wanted out of there as well.” She told him.

At that moment her phone started vibrating indicating she had a message.

“I dont believe it. Its Hayley already. Listen to what she sent me. ‘I know you ran out of there. What happened? He phoned me as soon as you left saying that you were difficult, barely speaking and was completely uninterested in him or anything he was talking about…’ what a load of shit. That guy was a complete antisocial freak. Right I’m putting a stop to this now.”

She sat in silence while she hammered out her reply. She was obviously annoyed at Hayley as she was hitting the keys with such force it was a surprise the screen hadn’t cracked under her mistreatment.

“Right I’ve finished” she exclaimed. “Listen and tell me if you think it’s too harsh. ‘Yeah I did run away from that “date” if you can call it that. He was not my type at all. He barely spoke so what he said about me not listening is complete bullshit. Stop trying to hook me up with your friends.’ Is that too harsh?” She asked him.

“A little, but I dont think she will try to set you up again after that. Screw it, send it.” He told her with a mischievous grin.

After sending it they drove the last mile back in silence just enjoying each others company. It took just over 15 minutes to get home now that Gary wasnt driving like a lunatic.

“Let’s go chill in the living room, fancy a almanbahis giriş movie or something?” He asked her.

“Yeah that’s fine with me. What you thinking? Some crappy action movie? Something with Stallone in it?”

“Actually no, I was thinking of the movie ‘Insidious’. Its meant to be a really good horror film” he replied looking slightly smug.

“Yeah that’s fine with me.”

They settled onto the sofa together, not sitting too close but comfortably. After about 10 minutes of the movie she started to shuffle around, and figit. She looked around the room and her eyes set on the blanket on the free chair. She got up, picked up the blanket and went back to the sofa putting the blanket over herself. Gary watched her do this attentively.

“Cold?” He asked her.

“No I like the comfort of it. But pause it a second, you got any wine?”

“Yeah there is a bottle in the fridge help yourself.”

She left the room quickly and for the first time Gary noticed what she was wearing. Just a simple t-shirt and blue jeans. She didnt look as if she had just been on a date. She came back a minute later with a bottle of wine and two glasses. She poured them out and sat back down covering herself with the blanket.

“I’m sorry did you want some of this?” She asked indicating the blanket covering her.

“Yeah sure. Come on scoot up there is enough blanket for two.” He told her.

She did exactly that. She pushed herself up as close to Gary as she could without sitting on his lap, resting her head on his shoulder.

“Can I ask you something Bella?” Gary asked her.

“Yeah sure, what’s up?”

“I just noticed when you went to the kitchen but your not exactly dressed as if you were going on a date. No offence of course you still look great.” He was suddenly regretting asking.

She just looked at him and laughed, her wide smile lighting up her face. “I told you I wasnt interested from the start. But if I had known I was coming back here tonight I would have dressed better.”

“What does that mean?” He asked her but she wouldnt answer and returned her attention to the screen. He was about to press play again and let the matter drop until another text was delivered to her phone, it was her sister again. As she read it she became more annoyed and frustrated.

“Something wrong?” He asked her concerned.

“Its just Hayley. She wants to know more details about tonight and where I am.”

“Are you going to tell her?”

“Yeah I am, maybe then she will get the message I’m interested in someone else.”

Again he was puzzled by this. Did she mean him? He looked away as she typed out her reply, calmer this time. He didnt want to invade her privacy.

“There.” She exclaimed. “I have told her I will talk to her tomorrow and that I’m here with you.”

“Did you tell your sister about what has happened between us?”

“A little bit yeah.”

“What did you tell her?” He asked her carefully.

“The truth. That I had the best two nights of my life. I may have also told her that you have an amazing cock. She has always had a bit of a crush on you.” She told him blushing slightly.

“Well you can tell her I’m definetly not interested. I have my eye on someone else.”

“Hmm ok, I will let her down gently. Can we restart the movie, I havent been paying attention and havent got a clue what’s going on?”

“Yeah sure. I’ve been distracted too.”

He grabbed the remote and the two glasses and restarted the movie handing a glass to her.

“Cheers” he said holding his glass out “to bad dates.”

She clinked her glass against his, took a big gulp and then cuddled into his chest pulling the blanket over the pair of them. The movie was good. It had some really jumpy bits in it where the monster would appear on the screen. At those bits she almost jumped into his lap, grabbing his hand and then snuggling in closer to him as if for protection.

Gary wasnt paying attention to the movie at all. All he was paying attention to was her and how close she was to him. It was hard to keep his concentration to not let himself get too hard. He didnt want her to feel it and move away.

“Ok this movie is scary” she said. “Its creepy down here too with it just being you and me in the house. Can we lock all the doors and watch the end in your room. I would feel safer there?”

“Yeah sure, let me lock up and then we will go.” He paused the movie and went to lock the door. Luckily he could access netflix on the Xbox upstairs and continue where they left off. They shut off the tv and all the lights and headed upstairs leaving the empty wine bottle and glasses behind.

As soon as she was in the room she looked where to dump her bag and phone. She decided on the desk would be fine. “Get it all setup I’m going to the bathroom. I didnt want to go when we were downstairs.” She told him.

As she left he got the tv all setup, making sure not to turn on any lights to keep the scary atmosphere. Maybe she would curl up tighter to him.

When she returned from the bathroom he had already got himself comfy on his bed, the tv on, paused where they had left the movie downstairs. Bella went straight to him and cuddled up next him on the bed, spooning him, pulling his arm around her tightly.

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VI

“Yes ma’am, I want you, I need you, I want to please you before you allow me to come deep inside your wonderful places.”

Even Janet was stunned at his response, he was either playing the game with alacrity, or he was totally in her control. She wanted to see how far she could make him go before this night was through. She knew that she wanted to feel bruised and battered sexually, and that tomorrow a cuddle would hopefully be the most they could manage, but for tonight, she wanted the excesses of every kind of sex they could imagine. She didn’t want love tonight, though she knew they both loved each other dearly, she wanted fucking, she wanted penetrating, she wanted that sure sharp feeling of buoyancy that only orgasm after orgasm could give to her.

She walked into the bathroom, and heard him following her. The last light of the candles spilled into the corners of the room, their flame almost dying, and she knew what she wanted. She filled her glass halfway, and swiftly downed the contents. The liquid cleared her mouth, bringing it alive, and she turned to see him standing by the door. Refilling her glass, settling the bottle down onto the work top, she took another mouthful of the sweet wine. Beckoning him across, she stepped behind him, lifting the glass to his lips and making him drain the last of the wine down. She ran her hands over his sides, his back, and his flanks after placing the glass by the bottle. She noted he was still semi-erect, which pleased her.

Grabbing a towel she roughly bound his hands together with just a slipknot. As he struggled, the knot slipped away, so she slapped him hard across his buttocks with the back of her hand, telling him to be perfectly still, that she wasn’t going to hurt him. She stifled a laugh, how many times had he said that to her in the past! She tied the towel again, pleased that he trusted her enough not to try and force it apart. She ran some warm water onto a flannel, and, kneeling before him, proceeded to wash every part of his cock clean carefully peeling the hood back from his glans. Four times she repeated this, till she was convinced he was totally clean of all but his own muskiness. She stepped lightly across the floor to the vanity bowl, and started to run the cold tap.

She quickly began to clean her teeth, watching him in the mirror, his back silhouetted against the candle light in the corner. He moved once, to turn towards her, but she snapped at him to stay where he was, adding that he could move his feet if he was getting stiff. Again, she suppressed a giggle. After cleaning her teeth, she smeared a tiny amount of the white paste on her tongue, rubbing it into the roof of her mouth. She had once read of this as an aid, and was eager to try it out on him. She stepped back in front of him, holding another flannel, heavy with warm water, and fixing him in the eye, proceeded to wash every inch of her smooth crotch. In front of him like that, she watched his prick as it began to twitch.

When she was satisfied with the effect on him, she towelled herself dry lightly, dropping it to the floor. She knelt down on the soft white cotton, and held his flanks with her hands. All the time her eyes never left his, and she formed her mouth into a perfect large “O.”

She let her mouth encircle his glans, but without touching it at all, breathing so that the air flowed across this most sensitive area of his. He groaned slightly, and she closed her lips halfway down his shaft, holding him inside her mouth, but not touching any other part of it. Then she flicked her tongue twice across the exposed end, smiling inwardly as she felt him respond to this treatment.

Suddenly she clamped her mouth tight around him, drawing up the length of his shaft, slipping one hand to the now smooth base of his member, till only his head was enveloped in her moist mouth.

She ran her tongue round and round the head, watching him tremble before her, and tasting just a trickle of pre-cum from him. The mint cooled the end of his prick, and he gasped as the tang suddenly registered within him. The sharp edge contrasted so smoothly with her heat and wetness, making him feel so much harder than he ever had before. She began to rock backwards and forwards on her heels, never losing his stare, never moving so much as one inch of her body, just rocking her weight forwards, backwards, forwards again. She knew that at this moment, if she so much as flexed one abdominal muscle, she would most likely bring herself off, but she wanted this moment to be for John. Her hands still held the tops of his thighs, trying to keep him perfectly still.

The moment he fell prey to his own desires within him, and forced himself forward, thrusting into her mouth, she popped him from her mouth, and stood up straight before him. “I never told you to move darling, this is about what I want to do to you, not what you want to do to me!” she chided. She kissed him full on the mouth, catching him unawares, the fresh mint taste mixed with his scent, contrasting with the remnants of wine almanbahis yeni giriş in his mouth.

She pressed her body onto his, trapping his erectness between their bellies, gently rolling from side to side on him, knowing that the friction would be agony for him, almost on the verge of coming. She stepped away again, and roughly pulled the towel from his wrists behind him. As he stood, perplexed, rubbing his wrists, she walked from the bathroom, slapping him hard across the arse with one corner of the towel, telling him to follow her. She had something she wanted him to do and something she needed to feel, for herself, and for him.

Once in the bedroom, she replaced the now filled cassette in the video, hushing his protests, saying that when they were both too tired tomorrow, the least they could do would be to bring up the portable television from the dining room, and lay in bed, watching themselves. Kneeling at the head of the bed, Janet washed the dildo carefully with the flannel and now-cold water from under the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her, but every time he made to speak, she silenced him with a kiss. Once she was sure it was clean and fresh, she whispered to him that she wanted him to fuck her with the new toy. She made him tie her wrists to the bedhead as she gripped the iron railing. He strapped her wrists, then gently tied her to the railing, allowing her freedom to move her hands, but not much leeway to stop any chance of untying the bonds on her own. As she knelt, facing the wall, she began to ache for him and his touch. She spread her knees apart, telling him to place a pillow there between her legs. She realised that this was a risk, now that she was bound, she could fall prey to anything he wished himself, but she was banking on him doing her bidding, following her instructions.

Telling him to massage her with oils, she writhed against his palms as they caressed and covered every inch of her arse, her thighs, her belly, and her sex. Occasionally he would part her lips and allow his finger just the lightest trail along the slit, but never lingering. Each time he renewed the oils on his hands, he would reach round and kiss her. It surprised him when she asked for the blindfold, but she knew what she wanted. It came close, she had almost begged for it, but she kept the note of pleading from her voice. Beginning to be excited by his attentions and her own fantasy, pleasure roamed into every corner and crevice of her trapped body.

The soft cloth wrapped her in a cocoon of darkness and secrecy, all she could hear was her heart, her blood pounding, his breathing, and the swish of his hands against her expectant skin. He cheekily dipped a finger inside her now, just teasingly, before removing it and carrying on. She felt urges of want, lust and desire as he leant round to kiss her, his hardness pressing into her bottom cheeks as he did so. She felt the desire to beg him to fuck her there and then, but remembered her fantasy. Shaking inside, she calmed her voice, telling him to get the dildo.

He began to rub the length of it along her sex, from her clit up to the base of her spine and then back again. She raised herself, telling him to stand it proud and erect on the pillow, and to make sure it stood there on its’ own. As he held it there, she made him guide her, with his free hand splaying her vaginal opening apart to accept the bulbous head inside her. She felt it nudge against her there, rubbing through his fingers, parting her wider and wider. Her cunt seemed smaller, too small to accept it, and she bit her lip as she forced herself onto the girth and down so that it began to slide into her.

She moaned softly as it began to travel up, almost towards her womb, stopping halfway, to rise up and then travel down upon it again. Stars burst behind the blindfold, as her senses reeled and she forgot that it was a phallus, suddenly it had become a hot throbbing monster inside her, real, flesh and blood, and living.

She began to ride it hard, gripping the rail for dear life as the feelings mounted in her. Sweat trickled from her, pouring from her neck to run down the valley of her jiggling bosom, the nipples erect and aching to be touched. “Oh God, touch me” she begged, not caring now if she held John in her power. His hands snaked around the sides of her chest to cup each breast in their hold, before his fingers spread to cover their whole being.

He pressed them back onto her, squashing the mounds of flesh almost flat. Her nipples poked through his open fingers, and he tightened them to pinch and hold them still. Small stabs of fire played through her whole body as the pleasurable pain began to join with the pounding deep inside her. One hand slipped away, to wander down her belly, to run through the valley of her groin and tease her clit. She shuddered, forcing herself to stop. “No, not that, not yet John.”

The hand obediently slid away, to roll over her flank, and knead the flesh of her bum, pulled taut by her posture. And then it left almanbahis giriş her. She stayed there, not daring to move, letting the climactic peak subside before she scaled that height again to fall over the precipice. Suddenly her groin felt on fire, as tremors began to pulse through her. She smiled away from him, knowing he had turned the motor on. He alternated between a soft whisper and almost full power, seeming to know just when she would run away with her orgasm. The sweat still poured from her, her hair began to feel plastered, and she licked her lips to enjoy the salty tang, using it to divert her attention from the pulsing throbbing prick inside her. All too soon, it seemed, she knew she could hold back no more.

She moaned “Yes, yes, yes,” time and time again.

John slammed the control onto full power, and held her nipples in a pinch, pulling them as far as he dared, stretching her breasts out in front of her. She didn’t know if it was the pain, or the pleasure, but she took all gratefully, and felt herself falling. She cried real tears behind the blindfold as she was engulfed in a sea of pleasure, the force of it so hard that she felt blinded by an immense white light in her mind. Tremor after tremor, shock after shock shook her body, all her nerves were no longer under her control as she let herself go and ignore any sense of real time or real worlds. She slipped into a pleasure dome of their own making, and screamed as stabs of fire shot into her body from all angles.

When she came to, her head was on her hands. She shook her head, trying to fathom out where she was. The blindfold held her in suspense, till slowly she felt the girth of the monster buried deep inside her, the motor now an almost imperceptible, silent whisper. John’s hands held her waist, stroking her, calming her. Mini orgasms were still raging through her belly, like occasional starbursts inside her midriff. The realisation sank in that he hadn’t done anything, hadn’t taken advantage of her in her position.

She felt as if she had been asleep, but the lapse may have been only momentary. She raised herself up, till the ties on her wrist cut into her, the sharp pain forcing her mind to focus. The tip of the monster in her twitched just inside her opening, tickling her labia, juices flowing from her. She blushed as she wondered how much she had come, and wondered if they could both take anymore.

His hardness pressing into her back, nestled between the cheeks of her arse convinced her there was more yet that they could do. “More oil” she rasped, her voice sounding throaty and husky as she realised how dry her mouth had become. It seemed almost ludicrous, her groin awash with juices and her mouth dry as parchment. He began to pour oil onto his hand, when she ordered him to give her wine. She felt his weight shift and his knob slip across her oiled globes as he reached for the glass.

She sipped first, as he offered the glass to her lips, moistening the inside of her mouth, before taking a welcome mouthful and greedily swallowing it down. When she had quenched her thirst and fully wetted her mouth, still straddling the burrowing monster, she told him to carry on.

To stop her legs aching, she occasionally raised and lowered herself, flexing the muscles. His hands roamed her body, rubbing the oil into her skin, supple and smooth. All her tensions eased from her as he carried on, brushing her nipples, his lips kissing the back of her neck, nibbling at her ears, till her breath began to get shorter and shorter, finding herself pounding down onto the dildo.

She caught herself, forcing the pace to slow, yet enjoying his attentions. She imagined herself astride him, his body the pillow below her, the pulsing member inside her his prick. As she did this, she flashed suddenly to realising what he had felt like when she had tricked him earlier with the wig and the tape. Trickles of electric tingles rolled through her sex as a mini orgasm reared its’ head and flitted from point to point inside her. She let herself be carried along the train of thought. VII

Shifting her balance, she pressed back onto him, pressing the valley of her globes onto his swollen shaft, the oil letting his hairlessness slip up and down her cleft. She rolled her imagination onto the runway, and it took flight. She felt John’s hand s on her body, felt his cock against her arse cheeks, yet all the while some mystery stranger was between her legs, and she was impaled on him.

The picture presented in her mind thrilled her beyond belief. It had once been an idle fantasy, one she thought long forgotten till it suddenly sprung in her mind. Here she was, a slave, tied to a shackle, stripped naked, and being used for two men’s’ pleasure, unable to escape. Her breath became ragged as John appeared to read her mind and her body’s needs. His hands carried on over her body, rubbing, twisting, pinching, and occasionally wandering far enough to playfully nip and tease her swollen lips wrapped around the prick inside her.

Suddenly she almanbahis yeni giriş was no longer Janet, she was not tied in her bedroom, and she was in a stable. The two stable lads had caught her watching them working in the hayloft, stripped to the waist, young muscular torsos glistening in the oil lamp, sweat laying a sheen across their bodies. She had been so engrossed in watching one of them (John she decided quickly) that she had not noticed the other creep up behind her and catch her in his arms. He always remained faceless, no matter how hard she tried to “see” him, so she gave up and indulged in the erotic play unfolding inside her.

They had dragged her onto the floor, the loose hay cushioning her fall, and each taking it in turn to undress her, soon had her standing, pleading, naked. The smell of horses threw an image of a stallion, his engorged prick dangling down, and her on all fours. She blushed at the thought and drove it from her mind, shocked at even such a picture, and concentrated on the stable boys. One had lashed her hands to a ring on the wall with a set of reins, the leather strapping moulding to her wrists as she struggled.

Both boys then grinned, and each side of her stripped naked, rubbing their young rampant cocks to hardness in her face, forcing her to kiss their salty tips and lick them in turn. The length of the reins holding her was long enough to let the faceless boy wriggle in front of her, slipping and sliding his way between her protestations and tight thighs. She pictured herself milky white, contrasting against their tanned bodies. She softly murmured as she pictured John behind her, holding her, forcing her legs apart, rubbing horse oils into her young nubile body, all over her nether regions, setting her groin on fire. In her mind the pulsing member inside her, on which she now rode with renewed vigour, was the faceless boy’s own. Impaling herself on it, she drove down with force. She screamed as she pushed herself down on the shaft, to slap her lips against the heavy balls at the base, all the while picturing the body beneath her glowing and thrusting in time with hers. Behind her she felt John’s hands holding her, crushing her breasts, pulsing sparks of desire through her every vein to be filled by him. She screamed his name, shouting at him to fuck her, to fill her.

John’s cock was now so hard, having been clenched and teased by the cleft of her arse. He lifted her arse gently into the air, thinking she wanted him inside her, twinned with the dildo, to stretch her to capacity. But as his glans slid down to her filled vagina, it rubbed across the tight puckered ring of her arse, and the groan she let out filled him with an urge and a desire to take her there. Her whimpers and sighs as she played out the film in her minds’ eye only drove him on to want her there. She responded to his accidental brush by pushing back against him, almost holding him with the muscles in her cleft against the forbidden opening. He grunted, almost unable to take his eyes from her body. Her head was forced back, the bound wrists forcing her arms into a delta “V,” with her breasts risen and trapped between them. Her whole body seemed to glisten in the light with more than sweat and oil, it was screaming at him from every pore to put her out of her torment and make her come.

He groaned as she stopped hammering her body onto the dildo, and held herself against his glans, the puckered star opening slowly of its’ own accord against him. The dildo was still inside her. In her mind, the stable boy below her was still and panting. Behind her, John was pausing wondering what to do. As an innocent young girl, she let her lust overcome any worries of any consequences, and began to slowly push down as both bodies around her froze. The head of his shaft was swallowed inside her, the ring holding him tight just below the head. The feeling was incredible, here she was, at their mercy, one prick inside her cunt, the other inched into her arse. The thin wall between the two seemed a shimmering haze, as she let herself down, feeling the stretching begin. The two shafts rubbed against each other through the membrane, pouring pure silver through her soul, shimmering and boiling. Nothing on earth could now stop her from doing what she had never thought possible. She licked her lips in anticipation, taking the salty sweat in to her drying mouth as she forced herself down, down, down.

The amazing feeling of warmth and tightness filled John with wonder as he watched Janet’s back, slipping down onto his pole. He lowered himself as far as he could while kneeling, until the cheeks of her arse settled onto his thighs. She let out a long slow groan as she became filled to the hilt from behind. “Oh God, I want more” she wailed. John was puzzled, what more could she have, until he realised that she was not fully down on the phallus because of his knees. He tenderly reached around her, careful not to shift his weight, and pushed upwards with his fingers under the base of the pulsing phallus. He felt it himself, edging up along his own shaft, the two separated by the thinnest of walls, till at last the two plastic bollocks pressed against her outer lips and clit. He slowly pressed up himself, forcing her to raise her bottom, and he scrunched the pillow below the dildo to hold it in its’ new place.

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So, I work with this really cute guy right? He’s funny and makes me feel good. I guess he has a girlfriend who doesn’t know how to treat him right. Ah, if only he would hook up with me. I would show him the attention he deserves. But, I won’t tell him this. He has enough on his mind with whatever it is that is bothering him.

But man. The sexual tension between us. I mean, he just smiles at me and I get all tingly. I absolutely LOVE flirting with him. I am glad we are becoming friends. Troy seems like a really nice guy and could use someone like me in his life to lean on if he needs to. Or to use in other ways if he wants to. You know. Friends with benefits. No strings. That kinda’ thing.

So one night I get a hug from him and man, I just don’t wanna let him go. Not only because of who he is, but because of what he is. That hug felt so nice. It has been a really, really long time.

And then one night, I get a real shock. He asks me if I wanna get together with him and of course I tell him ABSOLUTELY! So, we decide that the best thing to do is check into a hotel, if only for a little while.

So we met at the hotel. I let him go in and get a room. Troy gets a room with one of those whirlpool tubs. He comes out to the parking lot to get me. All of a sudden I feel like a virgin on her very first “meaningful date”. He grabbed my hand and walked me to the room. His hand felt so nice in mine. Like it was made for mine and I get a little shiver.

“What’s wrong?” he asked me.

“Nothing is wrong. I, I’m just feeling a little nervous now that this is happening. That’s all.”

“Well, don’t be nervous. Just be yourself. That’s the way I like you.” So of course I blush.

Troy opened the door and led me inside. After he closed the door, he went to the tub first thing and begans to fill it with warm water. Well, my turn to surprise him. I have brought my little “magic kit”. I picked out nice musky smelling crystals to put in the water. I placed candles around the outside of the tub and lit them. He raised an eyebrow at me, but he didn’t say a word. I just gave him a wicked little grin.

Then I stood up and turned to face him completely. I closed the gap between us and helped him out of his coat. Then I cupped his face in my hands and pulled him toward me and gently caressed his lips with mine. He tried to deepen the kiss, but I pulled back. Teasing is half the fun.

Then I took a step closer to him and put my arms around his neck, pressing my body to his. And that is when he wrapped his arms around me, squeezed me to him and lowered his head to mine. His face was a mere breath away from mine. I licked his lips then and he kissed me. Suddenly, his tongue was inside my mouth searching for mine. I gladly met his tongue with my own. So hungry for his touch and his kiss, I barely controlled myself and kept the kiss from getting too deep yet. I swirled my tongue around his, sucking on the tip of it.

Then I couldn’t control almanbahis adres myself anymore. I wanted his tongue as deep in my mouth as I could get it. We kissed hungrily. I loved the way his arms felt around me. As I said, it has been way too long since I have been held like this.

Suddenly, I break free. Breathless, I pulled Troy’s shirt over his head. And since I couldn’t help myself, I tongued his left nipple and nipped at it with my teeth. Then I did the same to the right. He gave a little moan. I stepped back to him and did the same to his earlobe. Then, with my tongue and teeth, I trailed little kisses down his neck. Biting a little harder with each nibble. He moaned again. His hands reached around, rubbing my back.

I am back to his nipples, paying special attention to the little hard peaks. Then I go lower. Kissing and licking and nibbling as I go. Next thing I know, I am kneeling before him. I swirled my tongue around and then in his belly button while I unbuttoned his jeans.

Troy grew still with anticipation. I finished unzipping his jeans and helping him step out of them while teasing his bellybutton again. Then I reached into the waistband of his boxer and ever so slooooowly, I pulled them down too. Wow, his hardening cock just popped out in front of my face. I nuzzle it. But I have to control myself. The almost forgotten tub is almost full enough.

I stood up and he kissed me deeply. Then he helped me out of my shirt, and reached around me while kissing me again, to unhook my bra. Then he paid as much attention to my nipples as I did his. It was my time to moan. Then he started kissing my neck as he unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. He shoved them down over my hips and helped me step out of them. His eyebrows raised. My bra was black and silky, but my panties were black and lacy too. Then he knelt down and helped me out of my panties and it was his turn to nuzzle against me, but he also squeezed my butt cheeks causing me to groan.

Then Troy stood up, took my hand, and led me to the tub. He checked the temperature and turned off the water. He helped me into the tub then turned on the jets. As the water started swirling around me, he joined me in the tub. As he stepped into the tub in front of me, I ran my hands up his thighs and reach around to squeeze his butt. His hardening cock jumped in front of me. I couldn’t help myself. I licked the head of his cock, making it jump more. Then I let him sit in the tub. He knelt in between my legs, pushing me against the side of the tub.

Water swirling, bubbles moving, the scent of musk everywhere. He leaned in to kiss me again. I cupped water in my hands and drizzled it over his shoulders. Then he sat back and did the same to me. We then “washed” each other. Rubbing hands over each other. Touching everywhere. He ran his hands over my breasts, pinching my nipples as he went. And as he reached between my legs, I reached between his. As I teased and lightly almanbahis yeni giriş squeezed his balls, he slid a finger inside my folds and I shuddered with anticipation. As I wrapped my hands around the shaft of his cock, he fingered my clit.

“Oh, Troy.” I said breathlessly. Then he slid his tongue back in my mouth and kissed me and as he did so, he slid his fingers into my wet pussy.

I moaned against his mouth as he worked his fingers in and out of my slit. I worked his cock in my hand and he returned the moan. We kept kissing and he kept working me and I kept working him until I shuddered with an orgasm and he came all over my breasts.

As we caught our breath and he washed the cum off my breasts gently pinching my nipples as he did so, causing me to shudder again. Then he helped me out of the tub and dry off.

After we are dry, I gave him another wicked grin and look into his eyes and I tell him, “I have another surprise for you.”

“Oh really?” he said with an evil little smile of his own.

“Oh yeah.” Then I walked over to the bed and pulled the covers back. I found my “magic” bag and pulled out some oils. Troy watched me with those hungry eyes of his.

“Come on and lay down on your stomach. I’m going to give you that massage I promised you.” He obligingly laid down. I took some musky smelling oil and began to rub his shoulders.

I worked the kinks out of his shoulders and massaged his neck as well. And when I started on his back, he let out a sigh. I worked my way down his back and stopped at his waist. Then I started at his feet and worked my way back up his legs. I massaged the back and sides of his legs until I came to his butt. And of course, again, I couldn’t help myself and I laid a kiss on each of his cheeks before I massaged them. I rubbed the skin between his legs careful not to touch his sack but getting as close as I could.

“Now, turn over”, my voice was husky with lust. He did as I directed. I started with his right arm and massaged it, then did the same to the left. I leaned down and kissed his neck several times with a nip here and a nibble there. I started massaging his chest, tweaking his nipples as I went. Massaged across his stomach and down until I got to his waist again.

I turned to face his feet while on my knees. I started massaging his feet and while I did, he started to rub my pussy. By the time I got to his knees, Troy slid a finger inside my swollen labia and found my clit. I could barely concentrate by now.

I worked my way up his thighs and as he slid his a couple fingers inside my slick pussy, I reached down and took his balls in my mouth. This caused Troy to moan and writhe. His fingers were getting wetter with my juices and the pre-cum started to flow from his hardening cock. Quickly, I pushed myself off the bed. Wow, did that startle him.

“I have another surprise.” I said. I reached into the bag and pulled out some silk ropes. almanbahis First, I tied his hands to each of the posts on the headboard. Then, I made him spread his legs so I could tie them to the legs of the bed.

Mmmmmmm. There he lay, spread-eagled before me, his hard cock in all its glory like a sacrifice to the sex gods! Wow. I knelt back on the bed and crawled up the headboard so that my breasts were hanging over his mouth. I lowered my breast so he could suck the nipple. Then I did the same with the other one.

Then I shifted so I could kiss him. I licked his lips. First the outside, then the inside. I stuck my tongue in his mouth and kissed him deeply. I then trailed kisses down his neck, down his chest, lower, until I reached that glorious cock. I knelt between his legs and lay down. I swirled my tongue around the mushroomed head of his cock, and then I took him inside. I went down on him, taking him deep in my throat, swallowing him down as I went. I proceeded to suck him until he was straining against the ropes he was tied with.

When I stopped sucking on him, Troy let out a little sigh of disappointment until he saw that I was moving so that my wet pussy was over that cock of his. I lowered myself to that I was just moving my slit up and down over the head. Then I reached down and guided myself over him and down on him. I started moving my hips back and forth and Troy put his head back exposing his neck. Of course, I had to lean down and bite him. He strained against his ropes all the more.

I sat up and began rocking on the wondrous cock that impaled me. “Untie me.” he begged.

“No way.” I said just above a whisper.

“Come on. At least one hand so I can squeeze your breasts.”

“I can do that for you.” So I reached up and squeezed my breasts together as I continued to rock on him. I played with the nipples like he would have done. “Oh man,” he moaned. “Ok then, just untie my right hand so I can play with your clit.”

So I leaned over him and he took a dangling breast in his mouth (as much as he could anyway). I untied his hand and sat up and proceeded to rock on his cock.

He reached down and started to play with my clit. Squeezing it and rubbing it and that made me move even more. Up and down, back and forth. Before long, he was thrusting with me as much as he could while being tied.

“Oh Troy, I’m gonna’ cum.” Faster and harder I moved as he continued to stroke my clit. “Oh, Oh, here goes.” My pussy clamped down on his cock as I spasmed into orgasm. I tried to keep rocking because I knew he wasn’t far behind me. Then he grabbed the bed sheets and let out a yell as he came inside me while I continued to squeeze around him, milking all I could get out of his cock.

After, I fell against his chest and reached up to kiss him. I untied his other arm and collapsed on the bed. I lay beside him with my head on his chest. “I’ll untie you in a few minutes, but I can’t move right now. Wow.”

“Yeah, wow.” he chuckled. After I gained enough strength to untie his legs, I pulled the covers up over us and we cuddled.

“Mmmmmmm isn’t it nice to be friends with benefits?” I asked sleepily.

“Oh yeah.” he said as he wrapped his arms around me and we fell asleep.

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This may not be the best erotic story out there, but it is totally true and actually happened to me. Only the name of girl has been changed.

*

While I was serving as a Platoon SGT in a TOW Missile Company during my time in the U.S. Army Infantry, I attended a week-long class to train to a new computer system the Army was rolling out. The objective was to make me an expert so I could go back and train the rest of the company. The class was boring as most Army classes are, but they had one thing that we never have in the Infantry, girls. Lots of beautiful, physically-fit girls!

At the time I had about 16 years of service so I was probably 34 years old, but I still looked about 18 and was in absolute perfect shape; 6’2″ tall, 200 pounds with a 28 inch waist. Try being a Platoon SGT in an Infantry Co when you look like you just graduated basic, not an easy task. However, one Combat Medic out of Hawai’i seemed to appreciate my boyish good looks and lean, muscular frame.

Her name was Specialist Kealoha. Her first name was Keilana, but she preferred to be called Keki. I don’t know what her height and weight were, but she was absolutely beautiful. Being a combat medic in the Army will keep you in shape, but she was also an avid surfer, paddle boarder, hiker, and moto-cross rider so she was in top-notch athletic shape. She was about a head shorter than me with perfectly shaped firm, natural C-cup breasts. Her cute little waist, accented by sculpted abs, gently curved into her perfect Hawai’ian hips and ass. Her legs were muscular, yet feminine. In uniform, her long brown hair was always kept packed neatly in the donut-looking knot they apparently teach all women to tie in basic training, but when she was out of uniform, it cascaded gracefully down past the middle of her back, and framed her tanned face, large brown almond shaped eyes, and beautifully full lips nicely. And for some reason after our first scheduled break on day 1, she traded seats so she could sit next to me.

We talked a lot and found out we had plenty in common, especially our love for the ocean. She told me she didn’t know too many main-landers who could appreciate the ocean the way I did. I found out she had just turned 21 about a week before the class so I figured as soon as she found out how old I was, her interest in me would be gone. But to my surprise, she loved that I was older and admitted that she thought it was a turn-on.

Now civilians may not know this, but a Platoon SGT’s rank is E7 and a Specialist’s rank is E4. Even if you aren’t stationed on the same continent, any kind of relationship between these almanbahis giriş ranks is forbidden and I, as the senior rank, would face the most punishment if busted. So despite how hot she was, and what she thought of me, I decided I would keep our relationship friendly and professional. That means I would never allow myself to be alone with her.

I did a pretty good job of keeping it professional too, which wasn’t easy because she was constantly caressing my inner-thigh under the table during class. She would gradually ease her hand closer and closer to my groin until my cock ached from being constrained by my ACU trousers. When she casually brushed the back of her hand against my swollen member I actually split a seam as it desperately attempted to break free from its confined space. Later I had to laugh it off with a comment about the quality of uniforms manufactured by the lowest bidder. Still, I could see the look of pride on her face when she realized what she had done to me.

I always declined invitations from her to go out to a club or bar unless she assured me there were others going with us. Then, on the night before the last day of class she called me and asked me to drive her to the Class Six (convenience/liquor store) because she had been drinking and she didn’t want to risk getting stopped on post. It seemed like an emergency and the last thing a responsible Platoon SGT would do is allow a junior enlisted soldier to drive drunk. I was obligated to help her out.

I picked her up in the parking lot of the transient housing we were staying in and started the drive across post to the Class Six. She went through my CD collection and inserted a “Dance-Hall” reggae compilation CD I had picked up in Belize a few years back. “I just love this music”, she moaned. “It always makes me horny.”

“Yeah, I really like it too. That’s why I bought it.” I replied.

The rest of the way to the Class Six I was aroused by the sight and sounds of her erotically chair dancing to Sean Paul and Rihanna. Ohhhhh, the way she moved and rhythmically caressed her tight body, touching herself through her jeans, and pushing her breasts together so they were almost falling out of her deep V-neck T-shirt. Holy shit! She’s not even wearing a bra! I wanted to pull over and take her right there while Sean Paul and Rihanna encouraged us, but as I said, I am a professional.

Inside the Class Six she casually walked around as if she didn’t know what she was there for. She grabbed a white SoBe drink from the fridge and a toothbrush and asked me to carry them while she looked through fashion almanbahis yeni giriş magazines, occasionally asking me if I wanted to fuck whatever girl was being featured. “No, I want to fuck the hell out of you.” was what I wanted to tell her but instead, “No, not particularly. Let’s get you back to your room. You’re drunk.” was what I actually said.

The ride home was just as arousing as the ride there. Even more so because now she was trying to get me in on the fun by caressing my body and kissing my neck and ear. With as much self-control as I could muster, I gently brushed her away.

“Stop the car. Please stop the car.” she requested urgently. Afraid she was about to puke in my recently restored 1969 442, I quickly obliged.

When we stopped however, she didn’t get out. She turned down the radio and twisted in the passenger seat so she could face me better.

“SGT Cutlass, don’t you like me?”

“Of course I like you, Keki. Why would you ask that?”

“I mean, don’t you find me attractive? I figured they way you let me play with you in class, you would have tried something with me by now.”

“Oh, I think you are very hot. And I would love nothing more than to fuck you…”

“Hold on,” she interrupted before I could finish what I wanted to say. “I didn’t say I wanted to fuck you, at least not yet. But I do think you are totally hot and I really want to fool around with you, even get naked with you.” She continued, “I wish you could come back to Hawai’i with me. You would so love it, and then we could be together all the time.”

“I can’t be with you. You’re a Specialist and I’m a Sergeant First Class. It’s against Regs.”

“So. I’m in the Hawai’i National Guard. It’s not like it’s the real Army.”

“Well I am in the real Army, and they keep pushing me to become a Drill Sergeant, plus I have an offer to go the Department of Army HQ to help design the new PT program. No matter what, I probably won’t be going to Hawai’i anytime soon. A relationship with you would destroy my career, but I am very glad to have been in class with you. I was happy, but a little shocked when you came and sat by me after the break on the first day.”

“SGT Cutlass, can I ask you another favor?”

“Sure, that’s what I’m good for.”

“Would you let me kiss you? Just once before we go? It will only be a kiss, I promise. Nothing more.”

“I should say no, but I really want to say yes. If it is only a kiss, then I guess it would be fine, but we should probably do it here, away from the barracks and the school.”

I couldn’t believe I agreed. We both moved almanbahis closer so we could hug and put our arms around each other. As our faces moved closer together, I could smell the baby-powder freshness of her skin. Her hair smelled like the tropical paradise she called home. “I can’t believe I am about to kiss probably the hottest girl in the Army.” I thought it to myself, but my body must have been trembling because she backed up just a little and gently held my shoulders.

“Hey, relax. It’s just a kiss. I won’t tell anyone about this.”

“I know, it’s just…” Our noses touched, instinctively we both tilted our heads and then I felt and tasted her soft, sweet lips. Lips that I had no business tasting were now slightly parting, inviting my tongue inside. I obliged, and was rewarded with the soft touch of her tongue against mine. As we kissed I imagined my cock inside her mouth, being caressed by her tongue. I next imagined myself positioned between her tanned and toned legs, entering her as I sucked on her perfect breasts. Breasts that were currently barely being contained by her shirt. I was so hard. My throbbing dick was trying to free itself from my 501s. I casually reached down to adjust, but she noticed and decided to lend a hand.

She slid her hand under the waistband of my jeans and expertly maneuvered my cock so that the majority of it was poking out the top of my jeans, but still concealed by my T-shirt. We paused our kissing so she could lick the pre-cum from her fingers. “Oh you taste so good,” she moaned.

We were about to resume, when I came to my senses. “We need to stop. I want to go on, but we really need to stop.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I want this just as much as you, probably more. But even if it wasn’t wrong because of our rank, it’s wrong here on the side of the road, on post.”

“As long as you’re not mad at me. You know, you are a really good kisser.”

“I’m not mad, and yeah, I’ve been told that before; about my kissing.”

We settled back into our seats and I started the car. We drove back to the barracks in an awkward silence while my mind was reeling from what just happened. My cock was not too happy about being left unfulfilled.

“Let’s just hug again real quick before we get out,” she suggested as I parked my Oldsmobile. “I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble.”

We hugged again and it felt so good. I wanted to sit and smell her hair for hours, but we couldn’t risk it. Just another quick kiss, and then goodnight.

“Thanks for the ride. You really saved me.” She said as she opened the door.

“No problem at all. I am glad I could help. Goodnight, see you tomorrow!”

“Goodnight. See ya.”

As I watched her walk away and go through the double doors of her building I only had one thing on my mind, “How am I going to take care of this erection?”

Continued in Part II.

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As Beth dropped off to sleep I got up and used the bathroom to clean up, as I dressed Tiffany came in and said that I really wore her mom out and smiled at me. I swatted her butt and walked past her asking where the keys to the jeep were. She went over to the wall behind the counter and took them down and threw them at me. Catching them I smiled and said I’d see her later.

I got the jeep and drove back to the RV. Claire and Tammy were both there waiting on me. I told them I worked it out so we could use the jeep to go into town; I also informed them that their car was already at the garage in town. I asked them if they were ready to go, that we could have lunch in town and do some shopping for groceries. We climbed into the jeep and left the campground.

We drove up to Kidman’s Garage first to see the damages to the car. Jo the mechanic said that it wasn’t all that bad, that the alternator had gone bad and then killed the battery. She explained the battery was no problem but that she would have to order the alternator from Hicksville, and seeing that it was noon already they might or might not deliver it today and chances are they would not have it here until Monday. She smiled and said I’m sorry; she went on to say if they do deliver it today I could have you on your way tomorrow. I told her not to worry that we could spend the weekend here no problem, and that if she needed to contact us to call the campground and leave a message.

We got back in the jeep and drove into town to Fran’s Diner. The place looked nice and we went in to have lunch. We seated our selves at a booth by the windows so I could people watch a favorite past time of mine. In a few minutes a young girl came over to take our order. She said her name was Millie and would we like today’s special, meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and our choice of green beans or corn for only $4.99. I laughed and told her that’s to healthy for me, and that I’d have a burger, fries, and a glass of ice tea. The girls ordered the same as me, and Millie left to get our drinks and place the order with the cook. I looked around and saw that Beth had not been exaggerating the lack of men in town; all I saw was women everywhere. Millie brought us our tea; I suggested she sit down seeing as we were the only ones there. She smiled and took a seat next to me, saying only for a minute.

As we sat there talking I asked if it was true that all the men of fighting age were in Iraq. She replied yes, that the military base in Jasper was the only steady employment around here so all the men enlisted as soon as they were old enough. I asked if her husband was overseas now, she blushed and said I’m not married. I smiled and moved my hand onto her thigh under the table. She looked at me mad smiled, but didn’t remove it. I moved my hand farther up on her leg until I was touching her panties under her skirt. She let me do it all the time talking to Claire and Tammy about girl things, I gazed out the window gently rubbing her pussy though her panties all this time.

A bell rang somewhere and she excused herself to go get our food. We ate our food, Millie waited on several tables and since we were in no hurry they finished first. Millie came back and asked if we would like desert, I said maybe later and winked at her, I asked her to sit down again, she looked around and saw no customers so sat down next to me again. I immediately slid my hand under her skirt to find she had removed her panties. I looked at her she smiled and asked if everything was OK. I smiled back and worked a couple of fingers into her sopping cunt. Millie covered a moan with a cough and said she had to get back to work. I asked the girls if they were ready and they nodded yes. I told Millie that I would see her later for her special desert; she smiled and said OK, come back any time.

I sent the girls to almanbahis adres the grocery store with one of my credit cards and told them to buy enough food for the weekend for breakfasts, and lunches. I told them we would eat dinner out. I then set out on an errand of my own. I located the drug store lucky for me it was Wal-greens, and went in to ask if they could fill a prescription from another state. The pharmacist said sure as long as it was in her system. I gave her the prescription number and she pulled it up. She smiled and said that it would only take her a few minutes to fill it. When I went to pay for it I also had a pack of condoms and a tube of k-y jelly. She asked if I planned a party and passed me the bottle of Viagra. As she rung up my stuff I asked if she free sometime next week as I was planning to stay in town for a while, she glanced up and said sure and gave me her phone number. As she handed me the bag she said have fun, then opened her blouse to show me her lace-covered tittes, but save some for me.

I walked back to the jeep and drove to the grocery store to pick up the girls and the food. I just pulled up as they walked out with 3 bags of food. Whew did you buy the place out I joked. They said just wait and see what we got you’ll like it Tammy said. Claire found my bag from Wal-greens and looked inside, saying she liked what I bought reading the label on the prescription bottle aloud. I laughed and replied that with them around a man needs all the help he can get. Claire asked me if I had fucked Tiffany that morning, I turned my head and looked at her because I knew she had not talked to Tiffany. I asked why does it matter? She said no but she had heard the cashiers talking and one said something about some older guy staying at the campgrounds and that Tiffany had called her this morning to tell her that this guy had fucked her like an animal and that she had loved it. I shrugged my shoulders and said yeah. I fucked her in the showers this morning, she walked in on me and seemed to want it so why not. I looked at both of them and then added I also fucked her mother just before we left for town. Tammy looked at me and said I see now why you got the Viagra. Tiffany, Me, and her mother all before lunch, she laughed. David you are one hell of a guy.

We stopped off at the office and the girls met Beth. I looked over at Tiffany and commented that her scouting report was spreading all over town. She looked surprised when I told her what the girls had over heard while shopping. She stammered she was sorry; it’s just that I had to tell someone, but Jan should never have spread it around. I smiled and said it was all right no real harm done. The phone rang just then, Beth picked it up and looked at me saying it was Jo from the garage. I looked at her as I took the receiver and said HI.

Mr. Smith this Jo Kidman from Kidman’s Garage I was wondering if you could come back down here, I’d like to show you a few things if you don’t mind. I looked at my watch and said sure I guess so give me 30 minutes OK. I asked Beth if it was OK for me to use the jeep again, and she said to consider it mine while I was here. I told the girls I’d be back soon and went to drop off the food at the RV. As I drove past the office the women were having a gossip session and I guessed I was the

topic.

I pulled up to Kidman’s and saw only the office area lit up and walked up to the door. I found it locked and knocked, in a second Jo opened it dressed in a jump suit that left little to the imagination. She grabbed my hand and pulled me inside, closing and locking the door behind me. I looked at her knowing full well what she wanted asked what was it she needed to show me. She smiled and pulled on the zipper holding the jumpsuit closed. As the zipper parted revealing more of her body she explained that almanbahis giriş after hearing about Tiffany and me she got horny as hell and just had to have some of my cock for herself. As she said the last words she shrugged her shoulders ands the jumpsuit fell to the floor leaving her naked in front of me.

I stepped up to her put my lips to hers and kissed her at the same time caressing her lovely ass. Jo moaned as I continued to move my hands over her body touching her in all the right places. I reached up and cupped her firm breast, massaging it lightly. I then began to kiss my way down along Jo’s neck and collarbone, running my tongue in the valley between her breasts. My hands were busy stroking Jo’s breasts as I moved my lips down over the slopes of her breasts. Swirling my tongue around her nipple, I gently scraped my teeth along the sensitive bud. Jo gasped as I repeated the process again and again. I switched to the other nipple and started over again.

Jo’s slim, athletic body was toned and taut, I knelt between her knees as my tongue slowly passed along Jo’s stomach and abdomen exploring every nook and cranny along the way. Then, slowly, moved upwards along inner thighs and then lightly brushing over the lips of her pussy I leaned forward and slowly ran my tongue along the cleft dividing them. Jo screamed Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! At the precise moment my tongue touched her clit, her insides convulsed in a shattering orgasm.

Standing, I undid my belt and dropped my trousers. Jo looked me straight in the eye and said “Now”. I did as I was told, and reached forward with the head of my cock: I wanted to fuck, and so did she. I jammed my cock in, her moist cunt engulfing almost half my length on the first erotic thrust. With drawing till just the head of my cock was left inside her I jammed it back in, this time to the hilt of her very wet cunt. We fucked like animals

Jo was now gripping my neck as I fucked her hard with long fast strokes. I held her by the hips, in an attempt to get more of my cock further inside her with each thrust. I began grunting as I fucked this fantastic woman, and she responded with those delightful whimpering sounds a woman makes when you know she has surrendered her body to the invasion of her cunt. I pumped and pumped my cock into her, not wanting to stop. I then felt that familiar tingling in my balls and knew I was about to cum. I thrust in with three last pumps before the explosion hit Jo like a volcanic eruption deep inside her pussy. I came, and came, and came, until the huge load of cum started to seep from her pussy, and coat my cock shaft. Breathing hard I collapsed on top of Jo, kissing her hard on her lips and shoving my tongue in her willing mouth. She responded back entangling her tongue with mine in a deep passionate kiss. I rolled off of her running my hand over her naked body cupping her tits and starring in her eyes. We lay in each other’s arms for a while waiting for our senses to return to us.

After a few minutes of lying there I proceeded to get up and find my clothes. Jo lay there watching me; running her hands over her naked skin and said that Tiffany was right I was one hell of a great fuck, asking if there was any chance that we can go again before you leave town? I down looked at her smiling saying that I was planning to stay in town for a while; She smiled said she was glad, pulled a blanket over and asked me to lock the door as I left. I bent over her kissing her again and told her I would. Before I left and called Beth to see if they needed anything from town before I came back. She said no we are eating dinner do you want us to save you some? I thought back to Millie at the diner and told her that I would get something in town and would not be back for a few more hours then.

I walked out got in almanbahis the jeep and drove to the diner. Going in I found it crowded and took a seat in the back corner booth. I looked at the crowd and realized that it was entirely made up of women except for a few kids. I caught Millie’s eye and she came over bringing me a cup of coffee. I asked how long the crowd would last and told me not long now, there had been a school play and everyone comes in after one of those just to brag on their kids. I asked her if she still had that special desert for me. She glanced around and said that they closed in about an hour; if I could wait she was sure she could find some for me. I smiled at her and asked if she still had any of that meatloaf left. She smiled and was gone in a flash to return with a plate piled high. She bent over as she set it down so I could see down her blouse at her lace-covered tits smiling and whispered that men fucked better when well fed.

The diner closes on time and we head over to her house. She says her mom won’t be home for another hour, and not to worry she told her about this morning earlier. I look at her and she explained that when strange men came to town they usually fucked as much as they could. She smiled asking if that bothered me and I said no, what do your men folk have to say about it. We don’t tell them, she responded; tell me they aren’t fucking some young whore over there.

She gestured to the couch. Millie asked if wine was ok. She pours two glasses and sits down handing me one. She takes a few sips of hers and chitchats about life and the like since the men left for Iraq, as she finishes her wine she gets up and walks over to me, sitting down on my lap. I wonder if she notices the erection I have growing in my pants. She leans in and kisses me deeply, she pulls back looks at me smiles and kisses me again and holds it this time, wiggling her ass on my hardening cock. I slip my hand up one thigh and towards her chest. The other helps it take off her shirt I kiss down her neck and reach her lace-covered breasts, gently suckling each one though the lace of her bra and savoring smell of her perfume on her soft skin. Millie reaches behind her and unhooks the sexy piece of underclothing sliding it off her shoulders slowly exposing her succulent mounds of flesh. I wrap my lips around her nipple enjoying the sound they make as they pop free

She puts a finger on my lips she slithers to the floor, taking my pants and boxers with her. She smiles up at me from behind my stiff dick and licks her lips I close my eyes and feel the warmth of her mouth surrounding my erection and I moan as her tongue flits across the head and her lips massage the shaft. Millie pulls me up and then pushes me onto the sofa, my erection sitting tall on my lap. She swings her leg over mine, guiding my stiff cock into her pussy clenching around it, her tits pressing into my chest as she begins to ride my dick. I hold her warm body tight against mine loving the feel of her nipples as they rub against my chest as she’s working her cunt up and down my cocksfoot and tight at the same time, hot and wet, wrapping around me like a second skin. Millie began rocking gently back and forth, as slow as ocean waves, and then gradually grew faster and faster, bearing down hard I reached up and played her breasts, but her eyes were closed and it was like I wasn’t there at all. Miliie fucked me, harder and harder as she grew more excited. I felt myself reach the boiling point. Spurt after spurt erupted from deep in my body and her cunt drank it all up eagerly. At the same time, I felt a second orgasm wrack her body.

I catch my breathe the tell her I really hate to leave but I told Beth I’d have the jeep back shortly. That was 3 hours ago; I’m in town for a while; can we get together another time. She smiled and said she was looking forward to it. As I neared the door it opened and I looked into the eyes of the pharmacist from the drug store. She smiled and asked if her baby took good care of me. I smiled said she sure did and I reached up a squeezed her tits as I walked out the door.

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Town Cop, Chapter Two

As you may have read my first chapter of town cop Charlie’s wife began to experience sickness.

“Hello” I answered

“Hi Baby it’s me” Charlie replied

“Are you sitting down” I asked

“Yes” He replied

“I got my test back from Dr. White today” I replied

“So what are the results” He asked

“We’re gonna be parents!” I replied

“I’ll be home in 10 minutes,” Charlie replied, then the phone goes dead.

I pull into the driveway and right behind me is Charlie in his patrol car.

I park and Charlie comes to my driver’s door and opens the door and slowly pulls me into his embrace.

“How’s my 2 babies” He asked

“Great” I replied

He carefully picks me up and carries me to the door and opens it with one swift motion.

He almanbahis carries me upstairs to our bedroom and gently lays me on the bed and starts to kiss me gently on the lips.

“mmm” I moan against him

Charlie removes my t-shirt, bra, jeans, and undies and kisses me from head to toe.

He removes his gun belt, shirt, bullet proof vest, trousers, and shoes and joins me in the bed.

Charlie turns to me and asked “No where were we”

I grab his hand and pull him to my embrace and kiss him tenderly and passionately.

I reached down and gently stroked his manhood which was becoming harder and harder.

Charlie groaned with pleasure.

I slowly begin to work my way down and proceed to suck his scrotum, shaft and gently pinch his nipples. doing so makes almanbahis adres Charlie groan and moan with pleasure.

“Baby suck my cock” Charlie pleads

I take his 8″ manhood into my mouth and begin to suck it hard and fast, thus causing Charlie to shoot hot cum down my throat and I dribbled some onto the bed sheets.

Charlie flips me onto my back and proceeds to eat my pussy with slow tender pulls and tugs of my outer lips causing me to come hard and fast which Charlie slurps right up.

Charlie then enters me in one swift motion.

” Fuck Me” I cried

“Harder, Deeper” I beg

“You like my thick Hot cock, dont ya babe” he asks

“God Yes, I love it when you fuck me with your manhood” I reply

Charlie has me turn over into doggy style and pounds almanbahis giriş me from behind

“OOOOHHH” I cry

slap slap as his balls hit my ass and pussy lips

Charlie pounds into me as I feel my first of many orgasms hit me

“I’m coming” I cry as the first orgasm hits

Charlie reaches and brings me against him as he continues to pump into me I feel his cock swell up as it hits my pelvic bone and causes me to orgasm again.

“Babe I am gonna shoot hot thick come in you” Charlie gasps and rolls me onto my back and pounds into me.

I grab his ass and pull him into me deeper and pull him down for a long kiss as I feel both of us come closer to an orgasm

“Shoot you cum in me” I beg

“Here it comes” Charlie replied

I feel his cock swell up and unlease mounds of hot cum into my pussy as I explode into an orgasm.

Charlie lays ontop until his cock shrinks and he lays down next to me on the bed pulls me into his arms and together we fall fast asleep.

More of their lovemaking in Chapter 3 of Town Cop

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Chapter 4: Driving her mad with pleasure

The script for the pink panty prize was simple. The silk G-string panties were miniscule coverings for her shaved pussy with a small pocket in the gusset that contained a micro vibrator the string itself would vibrated between the wearers cheeks. The vibrator was controlled by remote control tuned to a cell phone function. Control was simple the higher the number the more intense the vibrations, more concentrated and refined control could be had by moving the mouse across a graphic model of the panties on a computer screen. The prizewinner had this control and this was the only touch he was allowed of her and she was not allowed any contact with any other man or woman. She would be a shivering dripping begging mess by nightfall.

Ronson had become a voyeur of late. He had not had sex other than masturbation for almost five years now and his shyness and introversion even scared off the most overt potential partners. The one girlfriend he had when he was 28 turned out to be a hooker and despite her insistence that he was the man she loved he could not cope with the thought that she had sex with so many men. It had been her that had invited him to the Extreme Tease Club and whilst he enjoyed his time with her there his shyness and lack of confidence led him to profound jealousy and arguments that split up the relationship. She had an affair that turned into marriage and he never saw her at the club again. He guessed he had been foolish with her and misjudged her intent and from that time on his broken heart never permitted him to do more than watch and masturbate.

Candy was one of his favourites. Barely a week went by when he didn’t’ fantasise about her or watch the reruns of her performances on his computer. He had rehearsed how he would make love to her a million times and now he was to get his chance. He nervously opened his email and followed the instructions that led him to the cams that showed her apartment. The thought of watching her all day thrilled him to the core. He waited patiently for the screen to open and activated his own web cam so that she could see and hear him. He fumbled through his pocket for the remote control and placed it next to his mouse. Using Bluetooth he could simply use the computer to activate the vibrating panties or the phone itself- the two were synced. The thought of pleasuring this iconic beauty made him tingle with excitement.

Candy stepped from the shower dripping wet and reached for a large fluffy white towel. The cam’s were not due to be switched on for half an hour and she had time for a leisurely shower and makeup session and perhaps a coffee in relative peace. She dried herself briskly and reached for her short royal blue satin robe and slid her arms through the sleeves and tied it loosely around her slender waist leaving her cleavage exposed in the way that had become her habit. Men liked a hint of body- just enough to send the right message, to be evocative not enough to be a complete tart. Strangely enough men never thought of Candy as start and she so vehemently disliked the term slut that no one dared to use it in the same breath as her name.

Women who liked sex were often called sluts. Males got called studs. The inequity of it had always puzzled candy and she actively attacked any male that called her or any woman who dressed seductively or liked sex as a slut. She thought of herself as one step further than sexually active. ‘Sexually hyperactive’ is what Tom had called her. She giggled at the thought of him. He made her laugh, his sense of humour was the sexiest thing about him, the more she thought about him the more she knew she was doing the right thing giving up the club. He was worth it she wanted to make him happier than he’d ever been and she desperately wanted babies. The body-stretching nightmare of babies didn’t scare her she knew that Tom was a man who would love her body and soul in any shape.

Candy sat at her mirror and eyed the clock on the wall covered in mist from the steamy shower she had just had. Fifteen minutes- time to do her makeup she had been daydreaming about Tom and their babies. Tom had seemed concerned last night after she had screwed Anthony. He was her own age and a sexual athlete that obviously turned her on and made her want him. When she had flaunted the club rules and let him cum in her delicious ass hole Tom actually thought he had lost her. Candy reassured him that while she enjoyed him she had found him an arrogant self-centred and power obsessed male who only really wanted to fuck Candy to prove to everyone what a stud he was.

Candy had made it quite clear that she wanted to tear his ego down at every opportunity. The cum in her ass had been a momentary lapse that she enjoyed but then she enjoyed sex and he was good at it. Besides Anthony had the hots for bigger breasted women like the one in his office and would most likely make her his conquest. Candy had no intentions or desire to have a rematch with him. It was Tom’s trust escort şişli and understanding that made Candy melt when she thought of him. They both expressed their ardor for each other when they made love slowly tenderly and generously attending to each others needs until they climaxed in the way that only those in love experience, teasing foreplay, sex, and afterglow merging into a seamless tender embrace.

Candy forced her thoughts away from Tom and onto the show she was about to give her last public display. She had plans for a special gift for Tom when she had finished this but this would be her last time with another man. Peter Ronson’s profile was sad of all the wounded sexual egos she had encountered his stood out. A man who hadn’t had sex with a woman for five years was going to be her last lover. He would tease her mercilessly first. Candy had been a little reticent about the scenario she had devised. Part of her pleasure was the power she had over men with her body, her evocative manner and her endless sexual energy, relinquishing this to a voyeur who was boiling over with desire and could barely string two phrases together to talk to any woman was dangerous. Still uncertainty and virginity excited her and fucking a guy who hadn’t had sex for years was like fucking a virgin.

Candy finished her makeup. She wore minimal make up- a little eye shadow, eyeliner and lip-gloss was all she needed. Her perfect skin radiated her prettiness the eyes and lip adornments simply drew attention to her deep blue eyes and pouting cupids bow lips. She gave her silken hair a few brushes and shook it a little so it settled on her shoulders reflecting the bright lights of her makeup mirror.

‘Show time.’ She uttered under her breath as she glanced at the clock and cleft the bathroom. The cam’s sprang to life and hundreds of pairs of eyes followed her shapely form into the kitchen as she casually made herself a flat white coffee using her Italian automatic coffee machine, a gift from Tom. She took a gulp from the mug as men ogled her delectable ass from behind through the kitchen cams. The satin robe clung tightly to her body, the hem sitting just below her smooth shaven pussy. Imagination is a wonderful thing and most men were imagining taking her now bending over the bench. She gulped her coffee again and reached behind to her ass cheeks and smoothed the fabric over her sleek buns then turned to walk to her office and log in to her computer.

Peter’s over eager face was waiting for her in a corner of her monitor.

‘ Hi Peter, can you see me alright?’

She began to massage her breast through the satin robe so that the nipple stiffened, first one then the other. She watched to see Peter’s reaction. He was almost motionless with fear. He couldn’t believe this goddess that had starred in all his most significant fantasies was talking to him. He nodded his head awkwardly and grunted a nervous:

‘Yeah sure fine. Mmmmmm you’re so beautiful Candy.’

‘ Thank you Peter I’m glad you like me. We’re gonna have a lot of fun today. I’m really looking forward to it. Especially tonight when you can do this to me.’

He was shaking visibly now as she fondled her sweet pert breasts pinching the nipples and bringing them up to her mouth to kiss. The robe had burst open now and he could see her naked breasts fill the screen. Candy measured how long it would take to make him crippled with sexual tension.

‘Pete I’m going to put on the panties now I know how much you like to watch me. Then we can have a trial run and you can work the controls for me. I’m dying for you to make me cum. Mmmmmm I’m so horny thinking about it I’m already wet.’

Candy slid her hand beneath her robe and returned it with dribbles of her dampness on them and sucked her fingers sexily. Then she stood up and pulled a tiny pair of pink panties from the pocket of her robe and let them unfurl from her fingers. She shook them a little holding the string and then separating the legs and dangling them in front of the camera.

‘Gee they are tiny aren’t they? Very, very sexy lil panties though I bet you want to see them on my wet little pussy darling?’

She stood back so that her body could be viewed by any one of the dozen cameras that gave subscribers a multi channel view. She bent over so that her sumptuous ass cheeks crept into view beneath the satin hem then slid her legs into the tiny G-string and smoothed it over her pussy and aligned the strings comfortably between her ass cheeks and around her curvaceous waist. She slid off the robe and threw it onto a nearby chair.

‘There! Is that better? An uninhibited view, do you think they look nice? Mmmmmm they feel sexy I like the idea that there’s almost nothing there. Do you want to try the remote now honey these panties are making me horny and I’d love for you to make me cum soon.’

Ronson reached for the control and shifted it to maximum, the effect was instantaneous, Candy doubled over from the power of it and clutched her panties escort frantically as she began to moan and shake violently. Ronson turned it off in horror.

‘Are you alright candy I… I didn’t mean to hurt you only I thought I’d make you really horny. You’re so beautiful I’d hate to hurt you.’

Candy recovered from the wild assault on her pussy. She had never been much into vibrators or even dildos but this was like a million times more powerful than any vibrator she’d ever used. It was almost painful but she felt that at some stage in the day she would be begging for him to push the extremes again. She was sopping wet and her whole body shivered from the experience half wanting it to stop and half aching for him to continue. The string in her ass still tingled from the experience.

“I’m ok Peter. You’re very sweet I think we should start off a little lower and build up to that one don’t you? Just build up slowly until I cum.’

‘But I’m frightened I wont know when you cum I mean women make a lot of noises during sex how will I know?’

‘ I’ll let you know when that is don’t you worry about that. In fact I’ll give you a running narrative how I’m feeling whenever I can. Now turn it on just a little and then I’ll go and get dressed. ‘

Peter switched the control the control to 1 and then slowly raised the figure to 3 and a half as he watched Candy smile and writhe in obvious pleasure as she stood in front of the cameras. He fumbled with his screen to place three images there: one of her whole body from the front, one of her face and the other a zoomed close up of her panties so he could see them dampen and even notice the tiny vibrations that shimmered beneath the silk.

Candy fondled her breasts dreamily as the vibrations filled her panties and triggered a flood of wetness from beneath them. She fantasised about how Tom had eaten her the previous evening. How he had teased her hooded clitoris with his tongue then suckled it until she bucked with pleasure. The same pleasure took her now and shook her from the daydream.

‘Oh god it feels good it feels like my pussy’s on fire but there’s a flood of wetness filling my panties. Oh yeah can you see it’s dripping down my Thighs damn that’s good honey Ooooooh I’m so close. Push it up a notch. Please, make me cum soon I’m sooo horny for you. Have I told you how good it’s going to be when you get to touch me and put your cock inside me OOOOOOOoooooh yes! Yes! Yes! I’m cumming Ooh yeah don’t stop its so good so fucking good. Oh more, again, again, I’m cumming again. Oh yeah. MMMMMM Ahhhhh ohhhhhh Ooooooooh. Oh yeah. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUck its so hot.’

Pete had not only found the key to the controls intensity but with careful observation of the close up cam on her pussy he could target exactly where he wanted the sexy tingling to go. Watching her cum uncontrollably, watching her writhe in pleasure, knowing he was doing it made him unbelievably horny, his cock was bursting from it’s enclosure, he was aching to relieve himself. He wound down the intensity and focused the vibrations on her clit and on the string that was between her ass cheeks. He knew how much she loved her ass stimulated.

Candy had never had a feeling like it. She understood now why some of her friends had vibrator addictions. Who needed men when you could cum like that solo? Her throat hurt a little from the wanton screams she had uttered. He had kept her cumming repeatedly for almost ten minutes and she was breathless. Most men would take ages to do that to her. As the vibrations eased except for the constant tingling in her clit and asshole that simply made her constantly aware of it she turned to the screen.

‘ Pete darling that was sensational, I could spend all day fucking you after that as a reward, I can’t wait to have your cock inside me. Why don’t you show me how big you are for me I’d love to see your beautiful big cock.’?

He unzipped himself. Apparently his shyness had abated or he was suddenly unaware that 500 people could see him slide his cock from his pants and stroke it to full length.

‘ I’m going to get dressed now but if you’d like to jack off while I’m doing it and play with that control I’d get ever so hot. I love to see a guy shred himself for me. Will you do that for me? Mmmmmm I’m so horny for you cum for me darling.’

Candy walked to the bedroom feeling the intensity of the panties increase a little more and seem to swirl around her clit now rather than directly on it. She glanced at the projection of his web cam image on her bedroom wall.

‘Pete your cock is so hard mmm I so want to suck it and slide it into my hot little pussy. Oh by the way what do you want me to wear? Something sexy and slinky- lingerie. I have lots of stuff.’

His voice was clear and confident in a way that betrayed he had rehearsed this a million times.

‘I want you to wear a halter bikini top and tight blue denim jeans and put a see through shirt over your top. It’s just I’ve never seen you in jeans or swimming bakırköy escort gear and I know you’d look great in them. Do you mind? I also thought that those panties trapped inside jeans could be even more erotic. I don’t know are you with me on this?’ ‘Ooooooh Pete you do have a sexy imagination. Your right I don’t wear jeans much my men normally like to have easier access and like my legs in short skirts. But I do have several pairs. As for the bikini I have dozens what colour would you prefer- pink perhaps to remind you of the panties?’

‘Yeah that sounds good and I’ll leave the top up to you. You always know how to look sexy no matter what. Dammit you look sexy now ooooooh yeah so hot Candy.’

He began to slide his hand up and down his cock as she made a show of bending over to open her drawers she fumbled through masses of bikini strings to separate a pink strap from the yellow and black ones that were tangled with it. She tossed the matching bikini bottoms back in the drawer and turned to tie the strings around her slender torso beneath her perfect teardrop shaped. The nipples were still hard from the recent excitement. She stretched the tiny fragments of unlined lycra over her magnificent breasts and tied the string tightly behind her neck. She fussed with each tiny triangle until they fit neatly beneath each breast. Her flesh on view either side and in the succulent cleavage that the tight strings had formed. Her nipples strained at the wafer thin panels creating a sexy outline. She fondled and pinched them through the filmy fabric until their outline was more visible.

The tingles in her panties increased and she could feel that she was moments away from another orgasm. She glanced at the screen. Ronson was shredding his cock now like a man possessed he was more excited seeing her clothed than naked. He grunted and moaned incoherently as she swung open the door of her walk in robe and found a pair of designer label denim jeans. She walked out of the robe and unfurled them and stepped into them. She shimmied them over her legs and up around her pouting ass cheeks. They were hipsters and hugged her sweet body like a glove. The barest view of her G-string was visible beneath the waistband. She turned so all could see the patch of pink disappear as she zipped them up and fastened the button. She slid on a pair of pink stiletto heeled shoes and returned to the robe to get a gauzy diaphanous white blouse she left the shirt un- buttoned. It was see through but she second-guessed the bikini -top was his main focus.

As Candy returned to the lounge room the panties began to tingle more violently by the time she got there she found herself crippled by intense swirling vibrations that touched everywhere but her clit. She was quivering with desire but aching to be touched on her clit. Peter was learning about his power to make her mad with desire. She glanced at the screen he was close to orgasm. With one hand he manipulated the swirling frustration producing vibrations with the other he wanked hard on his distorted cock. He was audibly panting. Seeing her dressed like this had been one of his repeated fantasies and the fantasy took over as he slapped at his cock.

‘Ooooooh darling why don t we cum together touch my clit please Mmmmmm your so big for me I cant wait for you to be inside me.’

She touched her breasts as she imagined he would touch her and felt the tingle target her clit. All other sensations ceased as she pinched her nipples hard and felt the hot shooting sensation of him shifting the focus and intensity to extreme. She was sobbing and squealing in moments. She collapsed onto all fours and writhed like an alley cat on heat as a series of unbelievable orgasms gripped her. Through her cloudy vision she could see him on the screen now shouting and spurting huge wads of cum into the air as he struggled to hold his throbbing cock and manipulate the controls. The parallel orgasms continued for a few minutes until both finally regained control and he turned the remote back down to the low tingle that kept her aware of the sticky mess that filled her jeans. He had been right about the jeans being tight as a good thing. Though she ached to peel them down and thrust her fingers inside her aching pussy the tight jeans had prevented that and she was too consumed with pleasure to open them.

For the next few hours they chatted almost mindlessly about anything but sex. Pete enjoyed knowing that she was vibrating and could cum at any moment and they were talking about food or wine or music. She made lunch for herself and Pete made her cum several times more at random to keep things unexpected. After lunch they had relaxed sufficiently so that Pete felt more relaxed with Candy than he had ever felt around a woman. He had daydreamed about falling in love with her and now he was. Candy wasn’t called that just because she had a sweet body and face she was called that because she had a sweet generous personality.

‘You know Peter tonight we are going to have a really hot time and I know you’re a little nervous about it. Why don’t we use the rest of the day to rehearse it? I mean you can go through how you’d like to make love to me and I’ll act it out. I’ll even use a dildo if you want.’

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I hear him gasp as I push him back onto the big king-size bed.

He watches me from under lowered lashes as I straddle his naked body. His hair is a tousled, dusky blond, sexy mess. His eyes, although half closed at present, are blue, the kind of eyes you can look into for hours. His lips are red, full, and soft. His skin is tanned and smooth.

His chest is muscled and well defined, his legs are long and powerful, all 6ft 3inches of tanned male body is lying beneath me, wanting me, waiting for me to make my next move.

You see it’s my birthday and today I have full control. From the moment we woke up this morning to the second we wake up tomorrow I have the authority to tell him to do whatever I desire. The night before as we fell asleep I put in a pre-request.

As I opened my eyes slowly, adjusting to my surroundings, I smile lazily as I feel Tom’s tongue running along the length of my pussy, flicking the tip against my clit before pushing his tongue inside me. My body starts responding as my hips start to grind into the bed, before pushing up against him, trying to get his tongue deeper inside me.

He has strict instructions that his hands are not to come into contact with my body, so when I feel his long fingers start to creep up the inside of my thigh, I push his hand away with my foot. He groans but withdraws his hand immediately. For this, he punishes me. He drives his tongue inside me before teasingly licking; kissing and swirling his tongue everywhere except my clit.

The itch started immediately, that tingling, niggling, irritating, ever so powerful itch. The itch that, if not satisfied soon it is certain to drive me insane.

“No… Tom, no…you must” my urgent pleas were left unheeded until I was writhing beneath him.

Whimpering for release, I thought I would scream but instead I shouted “Tom suck my clit! Do it now!” not a millisecond passed before his mouth savagely attacked my clit, his tongue worked with a vengeance, making my hips buck, my eyes roll back and a load moan escaping my lips as my orgasm shoots through me.

And so there I lie, stretched out on my big double bed as Tom crawls his way up between my legs and kisses me softly on the lips. As he lifts his head I curl my arm around his neck and pull him down for more, feeling his cock pushing against me. I can taste my cum on his lips as I kiss him gently, the taste of myself on his lips starts a lust-driven kiss as I plunge my tongue inside his mouth, my hand capturing his head and pulling him down.

My hips thrusting up against him, feeling his cock against my thigh is driving me crazy as I try to manoeuvre my body so my pussy comes into contact with his hard as steel dick.

“Not yet Helen” he whispers as he sucks my nipple into his mouth.

“Yes yet!” I say with venom as my pussy finally makes contact with his cock.

“Tom!” I say indignantly as he moves his hips away from me.

He nips my nipple with his teeth before looking up at me with innocent eyes.

I gasp as a mixture of pleasure and pain shoot through me. I push him off me onto his back and before he can move I raise his arms to the headboard and snap a pair of handcuffs round his wrists saying softly

“you want to play do you? Is that it Tom? Well lets see if you like your own medicine”

“What…? Helen…?”

I silence him with a kiss.

I start to kiss my way down his neck, as I let my fingers play with his nipples, I notice a look of unease cross his face and I smile to myself.

I make enticing circles round his nipples with my tongue before flicking just the tip of my hot tongue across his hard little nipple. I can hear his breathing begin to quicken as I suck his right nipple into my mouth, as I am doing this I straddle his body and move down until the shaft of his hard cock is resting on my pussy lips.

I push back a little and then start moving up and down slowly so that his dick slides against my pussy causing him to moan. I can resist moaning but every time his cock moves against my sensitive clit I bite down on his nipple.

Causing him to groan and bite his lip. I continue moving like this and after a while he gasps,

“Helen!…O god Helen please!”

As he was mid plea I bit down on his nipple and tugged on it with my teeth… “Helen please o god. I…ooouuuchhh! HELLEN!” he sucked his breathe in sharply and arched his back to try and get away from the pain.

I let his nipple slip from my mouth as I rolled away from him. His breathing started to level out but before he could speak I plunged the full length of his cock into my mouth. “FUUUCKKKK…” he roared at the unexpected pleasure seeping through him.

As his breathing began to sound as if he was about to cum I removed his cock from my mouth and lay down beside him. “HELLLEEEEENN!!!” He practically screeched. I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Awww you poor, poor baby!…” I said softly as I shifted onto my side to look at him. “It’s not nice being denied what you want is it?”

He growled at this

“I’m going to uncuff bayrampaşa eskort you but you’re not allowed to move from where you are or touch me. And from here on in, what I say goes, no more breaking rules! Got it?” he nodded meekly, so I unlocked the cuffs and lay back down beside him.

I was still horny, as hell so I let my hands start to caress my breasts, pinching my nipples… but I didn’t have time for teasing, I wanted to cum. I moved my hand down towards my pussy, I heard Tom gasp as he realised what I was about to do. I moved my fingers between the lips of my pussy and started to play with my clit. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Tom’s hand reach down towards his erection.

“No touching!” I reminded him.

“Helen you can’t be serious! I can’t lie here and watch you finger yourself! Not without touching my cock! Helen please!” his words made me shiver as I plunged a finger inside my soaking wet pussy.

An instinctive moan escaped my lips as I inserted another finger. Tom’s hand was feverishly stroking his cock.

“I SAID NO!” his hand snapped to his side in an instant.

“Heeeelleeeeen!” he moaned quietly as I started to finger fuck my pussy hole.

I slid my dripping wet fingers up over my clit before diving back for more.

Tom started to crawl towards me.

“Don’t touch me,” I gasped.

“Helen I have to! I need you so badly!” I lifted my fingers from my pussy licked my juices off my fingers.

Tom sucked his breath in sharply as

“mmmmm you need me do you?” I moaned softly as I pushed my fingers deep inside my pussy again.

“Helen I cant take this! Please! Il do anything! Just let me fuck you! PLEASE!”

I smiled triumphantly. This is what I had been waiting for. I lifted my fingers from my pussy and offered them to him as I said

“Suck”

He did, like a greedy child.

He bent down to kiss me, unsure if it was ok at first but when I made no comment he kissed me hungrily, his tongue snaking into my mouth entwining with mine. But soon this became a tease and he moved his body on top of mine and he looked into my eyes as sunk his cock deep into my hot pussy. We both moaned in ecstasy as he filled my cunt with that beautiful cock that fits so well.

” O god I need to cum!” I moaned as he started to fuck his cock into me.

“yesss… cum for me Helen! Squeeze my cock tight, make my sperm shoot into your hot fucking pussy! O god Helen you’re so sexy! I want to fuck you all day!”

“You can,” I cried as my second orgasm of the day ripped through me. Tom was soon pumping his sperm inside me as he arched his back and gasped that he loved me before dropping down beside me as he wrapped his arms around me.

Although I told myself I wouldn’t cry, I felt tears well up in my eyes. I moved into his embrace, as he tightened his arms around me, resting my head in the crook of his neck, as I whisper in a husky voice,

“Say it again” he pushes me gently away from him, looks into my eyes and says, “Helen I love you.” I can see the raw emotion in his eyes.

Love.

Love for me.

This man that I have loved for nearly a year has just told me he loves me.

The emotions hit me so hard its almost physical.

I gasp and turn away as I curl up hugging myself, trying to deal with these new, powerful emotions.

“Helen darling what is it? Is it still to soon? I’ve loved you for so long but I thought it was to soon to say. Helen I’m sorry, talk to me, tell me what I can do.”

As he is saying all this he has moulded his body against mine, cradling me in his strong arms.

I feel safe.

Protected.

Desired.

And most of all, loved.

I turn in his arms and kiss him.

“Tell me Helen.” He says softly as my tears start to fall. I push him back a little so I can prop myself up and look at him as I say,

“Its nothing you’ve done, iv waited so long to hear you say that… that you love me, its just a lot of emotions hit me at once that’s all”

I pause, unsure whether to tell him the entire truth. I decide I should as I say

“I’ve loved you for a long time, I’ve waited almost a year for you to fall in love with me, I was beginning to think you never would”

I looked down and played with one of his nipples as my face burnt red.

“You were waiting for me to fall in love with you!?” he asked in an incredulous voice “yes” I whisper.

“Helen, I’ve been in love with you since the first time I kissed you.”

My head snaps up

“That long!!?? Why didn’t you tell me!?” I bellow.

We look at each other for a second and laugh at our stupidness.

I climb on top of him and rest my head on his chest. He starts to stroke my hair as he says,

“I thought you would realize that I loved you the when we had sex the first time and I nearly cried.”

“That’s why you rushed off to take a shower?? Tom you idiot, I was really hurt, I didn’t show it but I felt like a whore, you came and you went kinda thing” I laughed. “O sweetie! I’m sorry, I just felt like a prick eskort for nearly crying.”

“I love seeing you cry! Surely you know that!”

“Do you? But even if I did know now I wouldn’t have known then.”

“You didn’t realize how much it turns me on? Like when your grandmother died a few months ago, that hit you pretty hard and you cried a few times, and I would hug you and talk about it for awhile but usually I would sit on your knee and rub against you as you cried. Didn’t you notice?” I laugh

“I could hardly stop myself from cumming.”

“Yes I remember, god, you pushed me onto the sofa and ripped open my trousers and sucked my cock into your mouth. God it makes me horny just thinking about it!”

Even though I know full well what happened next, I say

“What did I do next Tom?”

“Well as soon as I was hard you ripped off your panties and climbed onto my cock like you hadn’t had a good dick stuffed inside you for months!”

I groaned as he said this, when he talks about us having sex or talks dirty in any way, I get immediately wet.

I start to grind my pussy down against him. He laughs softly, knowing he has this effect on me.

“Mmmmmmm, do you want to fuck me Helen? Would you like to sink my hot, hard cock deep inside your dripping wet pussy?” he growls as he shifts his now hard dick into the opening of my pussy.

I gasp as he enters me. I place my hands palms down on his chest and push myself up so that I’m sitting on his cock. I sit still for a second as I look into his eyes, those beautifully striking blue eyes, slightly hazy with lust.

I pout my lips at him before rolling off him and running to the kitchen.

“Helen! Get back here!” tom shouted. Half serious half laughing.

I open the fridge and shiver slightly as the cold air rushes out and surrounds me. I quickly pull out the bottle of champagne that was resting in the door and a big bowl of strawberries before closing the door and shutting in the cold air.

As I took two champagne flutes from the cupboard Tom came up behind me, his erection pressing against me. His arms curled around my waist as he rested his chin on the delve between my shoulder and neck. I pushed back against him softly as I turned my head towards him.

He looked at me for a second before bringing his mouth down on mine.

The kiss was soft and yet probing. His lips were light as a feather as he ran butterfly kisses from my lips down my neck.

He pulled me round roughly as he pushed me up onto the counter, scattering the strawberries across the surface.

He bent his head down to capture my nipple in his mouth while his right hand splayed out from the tip of my chin down my neck, over my unattended right nipple, down over my stomach before slipping through my pussy lips and resting there to caress me.

My fingers entwine in his hair as he teases my nipple. I lift the champagne bottle to my lips and take a sip; I feel the bubbles begin to pop as I swallow the cool liquid.

I bring the bottle above my chest again and poured some over my 38d breasts, feeling the droplets covering my nipples as tom moans his approval as he starts to suck harder on my taut nipple. I gather the strawberries together and bite into ones juicy flesh.

I pick up the bottle and the strawberries and wrap my legs around his waist and purred,

“Take me back to bed”

He looked up at me and let my nipple slip from his mouth as he grinned up at me. I didn’t mean it to happen but as I put my arms round his neck and he lifted me effortlessly off the counter I slipped right onto his cock.

I gasped and my eyes widened, he groaned and began kissing me again.

“Mmm mmmmm…Tom!” in the two seconds it took me to say this he had swept me off the counter and pushed me down onto the kitchen table.

I lay on the long wooden surface looking at him standing at the end of the table, my legs still wrapped around his waist, his cock still buried deep inside me.

His strong hands gripped my waist as he started to drive his penis in and out of my tight wet pussy.

The feeling of his cock pounding in and out of me like that was slowly driving me mad, and the little sounds he makes as he plunges into me, little grunting noises or a deep moan as he withdraws.

As his thumb starts flicking across my hard little clit, I can’t stand it anymore, I start to arch my back and lift my hips, as I play furiously with my nipples.

I gasped out his name as I came.

“Nooo Helen… please…o god Helen …shit..yessss”

I laughed weakly at his unwilling submission as he started to fill my pussy with his seed.

“Mmmmm darling, you get me more and more horny every time your cock comes near me!” I murmur as I pull myself up and kiss him lightly on the lips.

He growls murderously as I slip off the table, grabbing the champagne and strawberries before running for it. I squeal as he captures me just as I reach the bed, me trying to keep the champagne upright and the strawberries in their bowl, him trying to kiss sisli escort me. I half scream half laugh as some of the champagne spills over my naked body.

Of course Tom doesn’t let any go to waist, his tongue is there almost before the champagne! I gasp as his tongue runs from my breast to my belly button.

I grab his hair and pull him up so I can kiss those delicious lips of his.

As I splay my hands palms down on his chest and feel his muscled torso beneath my fingers.

I took a strawberry from the bowl and offered it to him, he unlocked his lips from mine and took a bite from the succulent fruit, I snatched it from his lips and ran it over his nipple, leaving a smear of blood red juice.

I pushed him back and sucked the juice from his body.

“Can I try something?” he asked tentatively.

“Mmmm, depends what it is” I said playfully.

“Lay back like this,” he said as he moved my body down onto the mattress. “Ok, I want you to take a mouthful of champagne, but don’t swallow it”

“Ok” I giggled as I poured some of the alcohol into my mouth.

I knew what he was going to do, so I wasn’t surprised when he straddled my shoulders and placed his cock on my lips. The pure pleasure on his face as he sunk his cock deep into my mouthful of champagne, was a delight to behold.

Although at one point I felt like I was going to have a fit of the giggles and had to close my eyes and concentrate on swirling my tongue around his swollen cock.

After a minute he started to move his hips as if to start to fuck my face.

“Swallow” he croaked as he started moving his cock in and out of my mouth.

Trying to swallow a mouthful of liquid sounds easy enough but when you on your back with a cock stuffed down your throat it’s not so simple.

I just about managed it, although I think I nearly sucked his cock right down my throat. This didn’t seem to bother tom at all! In fact, he grabbed the headboard above me and bellowed

“O fuck Helen! O yessss” and promptly let loose a load of cum into my mouth just for good measure! I pushed him onto his back and moved to kiss him, but as I snaked my tongue into his mouth, I let the mouthful of cum transfer into his mouth.

“AH AH! Drink up darling!” I said as he started to recoil.

His eyes widened in horror, but he grimaced and swallowed like a good boy.

“O fuck.” I whispered as I watched him.

I straddled his right leg and started applying pressure to my clit while I played with my breasts. I was sooo turned on. I needed to cum badly.

“O fuck… mmmm yess. Did you like it? Ooo god o fuck!”

I moaned as I ground my pussy into his leg.

Tom looked a little shell shocked, partly from having just swallowed his own cum, and partly from my reaction.

“God Helen you’re really turned on aren’t you?” he croaked

“yesss o fuck yess… I want to cum. Ooo. Your face when you swallowed it…o god I cant…mmmmm! Oooo Jesus” I half screamed half moaned as I came violently.

I flopped down on the bed next to him and lay motionless.

“Jesus Helen, you should warn a guy before you do something like that!” he said indignantly.

“Yes but if id warned you, you wouldn’t have done it. And it wouldn’t have had the same effect.” I murmured in response

“True” he laughed,

“I’ve never seen you look so turned on” I closed my eyes and smiled.

I awoke awhile later to feel Tom’s fingers tracing over my body. I streached out luxuriously as he smiled down at me.

“mmmm, shall we go out to lunch? I’m hungry.” I said as I started to get dressed, “sure, lets go to the new restaurant in town.” I slipped on a white satin bra and a soft summer dress.

As I pulled out of the driveway in my sleek black convertible Audi TT Tom rested his hand on my thigh. As we drove his hand edged upwards towards my pussy. I glanced over and saw his eyes widen as he realized I wasn’t wearing any panties.

His fingers seemed equally delighted with this discovery as they played in my wetness.

“You’re going to have to stop that right now if you want to reach the restaurant in one piece!” I gasped. He laughed and withdrew his hand reluctantly.

When we arrived, the restaurant was pretty empty, so we chose a table at the back of the restaurant, Sliding into the booth as we were handed our menus.

When the waitress came back to take our order, her pretty young green eyes widened as she saw that my hand was down toms trousers stroking his cock.

I smiled sweetly at her before giving her our order.

She only just managed to tear her eyes away from the bulge in tom’s lap as she scuttled off. I laughed softly to myself as I watched Toms eyes close in ecstasy. I lifted my leg onto the seat and let my unoccupied hand play with my pussy under the cover of my dress. As the waitress approached with our drinks, I indicated for her to sit down next to Tom, as I applied more pressure to his cock.

She smiled knowingly as tom tried to cover a gasp, I noticed the waitresses name badge said ‘Kara’; I took Kara’s hand and placed it on the tip of toms cock. Tom moaned softly, his eyes still closed, completely unaware that a new and different female hand had just been placed on his cock. I moved to kiss him as Kara lowered her head to Tom’s cock.

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This the story about how I met a German woman at an industrial club that turned into one of the many wonderful women that became regular play partners for the three years I spent living overseas. I’m Afro-Latino and it’s obvious. I stood out of the crowd in Germany without even trying. I jump around a lot in my time line from living there because it was a busy time both social and professionally. This took place sometime after Maria and Inge were both my regular fuck buddies, but before Cassandra, Melanie, Aria, Katja, Michelle, Heather, Jenni, Karen, Rose. You get the picture.

I had made friends with another couple of Americans. I’ll call them Jay and Dee, that I met at the Irish pub I regularly patronized and even though they were about as pasty white as a lot of the Germans I was acquaintances with they didn’t treat me any differently. Maybe it’s because we are all American in a foreign land, but it was kind of cool. They invited me to go to a goth club with them after we had some drinks and talked about common interests. There weren’t too many, but we could all agree that the current musical trends, this was the late 90s, sucked donkey dick.

So, we walked through winding cobble stone streets to what seemed like an even shadier area than where I lived. Out of some distrust I was already planning on defending myself if these two guys decided to turn on me. We approached what looked like a pretty large warehouse type of building near the river and there was a line of people waiting to get in. Out of habit I went to get in line and Jay said, “Nah, man we don’t wait in line. My girl works here they know us.” We walked past the people waiting in line most of them dresses in leather, spikes, what was basically fashionable BDSM gear. Most of them looked cold, mind you this was in the spring, but it was still chilly at night.

At the door this huge stereotypical bouncer scowled out direction then smiled, a real smile with the eye squint and everything, as we approached. He got let in without even being patted down. As soon as the door opened I could hear the music. It wasn’t what I was expecting. Well not entirely. I was like if someone took techno, slowed it down and only used minor chords in a lower scale. That’s beside the point. The point is we walked in and we stood out like a shit in a punch bowl. Everyone, and I mean Everyone was wearing black, everyone had eye liner, or elaborate haircuts and styles, platform boots. It looked like a Nine Inch Nails video produced by Stephen King. My two friends seemed to know a lot of the people that and mingled right away.

I tried to stay at the peripheral of their social encounters still not feeling at place or comfortable at all, but there was plenty of liquid courage to be had. Cheap beer and, oddly enough, Southern Comfort. Which I found out later is considered a gay culture drink. It would explain a lot of the overly friendly dudes. The night passed well. I danced a bit, but it was difficult to get into the dancing because it all seemed so ritualistic. Everyone seemed to face the center of the dance floor and do the same moves of swaying back and forth feet planted firmly to the ground. I mean they were swaying to the rhythm, but that’s about it. I was dancing pretty much like I was at a slower rave whenever I didn’t have a drink in my hand.

I’m rambling. Let me get to the purpose of this story. So anyway, my two American friends split up and did their own thing, Jay with his girlfriend that was working at the bar and Dee chatting up this woman wearing what looked like a skin tight piecemeal leather outfit. I walked off the dance floor and just leaned up against the railing that overlooked the scene and that’s when I spotted her across the way. She was tall, I found out later 6′ even, creamy white skin, a spiked mohawk black lipstick a spiked collar on her neck. She was wearing a black mesh top with just topkapı eskort a black bra underneath, a black and red mini skirt with fishnet stockings and mother fucking Dock Martins. She was like a god damn goth punk archetype from any cheesy 80s movie. She was toned; either she had a manual labor job or actively worked out. She still had that curviness of a woman in her hips though and I knew then that I wanted her.

Problem was, how in the fuck was this much shorter, dark skinned Latin guy that barely spoke German going to approach this? I noticed she was by herself so that’s one advantage. She was drinking a hefeweizen which means I know what I can buy her on my way over to introduce myself. The only thing left was to just go do it. I made my way over to Jay and his girl ordered two hefeweizen and then bee lined right for the gothic queen. I walked up, smiled and handed her the glass and said in my best German, “möchte einen Döner Kebob bekommen? ” I could have fucked it up, but it was do you want to get a doner kebab. It’s similar to a gyro, but just better in every in a sense that pussy, ass and mouth will always be better than jerking off. I’m so not exaggerating.

She laughed and thanked me for the beer and said in really broken English, “You’re are one of the Americans. I saw you come in with them” I said absolutely, if i hadn’t walked in with them it wouldn’t be hard to tell I’m not in the scene based on my clothes. At the time I was wearing regular faded jeans and a black t-shirt covered with a dark grey hoodie. The only article of clothing that was even slightly similar was that I wore Doc Martin shoes. Never the boots. Her name was Kristina, Tina for short. We had a bit of conversation. She worked for the water company and it was a physical job, she also played in a punk band, which later on had asked me to fill in on drums and bass occasionally. The club was still jumping around 2am when she said she would take me up on that doner kebab.

I told Jay and Dee I was leaving and thanked them for inviting me out. Tina grabbed her leather jacket off the back of a chair as we walked out. It was even colder than when I had arrived to the club earlier. The bouncer was still working the door, but he looked more relaxed and he gave me the thumbs up. A week later he told me that several guys have tried to take her home, but she always rejected them so my ego shot through the roof.

We walked mostly in silence until we got to the doner stand and we each got a doner with a couple Fantas and a baklava to split. She asked me why I approached her, I told her honestly that the look of her shocked and attracted me to her. I was expecting to be rejected because even with her boots off she had to be taller than me by about 4 inches. She told me I was cute and she liked that I wasn’t trying to look like everyone else. We finished eating and when I asked her to walk her home she suggested we go back to me place. I wasn’t going to argue. We walked a few blocks to my place went up the flight of stairs and into my tiny studio. Pointed out the bathroom for her and I got out of my clothes it stunk of cigarette smoke.

She came out of the bathroom with all of her clothes off and yes she was still taller than me. She helped me out of my clothes as we moved to my bed. She was totally taking charge and I’m almost ashamed to say it, but I was a little scared and loving it. She pushed me down on my bed and then dropped to her knees on the floor pulling my boxer briefs down and grabbed my cock in her hands. I’m proud to say as big as her hands were my cock still impressed her. She went down on me like she loved it. It wasn’t like she was just doing it to make me happy, she was savoring it, worshiping it. Watching her mouth take me as she looked into my eyes and seeing the spiked mohawk of hers bob up and down will be burned into my memories. I told her bayan escort I was going to cum and she gripped me hard with her mouth sucking my head. Her other hand pushed and clawed my chest down. She was a trooper because I cum a lot. She swallowed every drop and then squeezed from the base to the tip making sure she didn’t miss a thing.

She stood up taking off her bra and panties then climbed on my bed taking my hand and pulling me to her. Her other hand grabbed the back of my head and she guided me down between her legs. I didn’t need to be directed. I knew what I had to do. Her pussy was shaved clean and it was beautiful. I took hold of her legs and dove into her. I could smell the sweat from dancing at the club, and it drove me crazy. I sucked on her clit licked up and down her pussy and even rimmed her tight little ass. I knew that ass would be mine, I just didn’t know it would be that night. Her thighs would squeeze me and she would convulse when I sucked and used my teeth just right. My fingers playing on her ass or massaging her clit when I was lower. Every time she would start to cum I would slow down to tease her and the look of anger would flash on her face, but not for long because I would go right back down and continue mastering my work.

She finally full on started to cum and I took that opportunity to climb up and grab her by the neck with my right hand while my left just assaulted her clit. Yes she was much stronger than a lot of women, but not as strong as me. I held her down and kept forcing her to have wave after wave of orgasm on my bed. She was finally mumbling and begging me to stop when I released her. By now I knew she was too sensitive to fuck, but I was hard again. I turned her over and put a pillow below her hips. I was planning on fucking her doggy style, but she needed some support. Looking down on her thick ass, I knew she had to get spanked. I used my right hand to spank down wards and she snapped her head back to look me in the eye. The glare of anger and lust. Not looking away I spanked her again and I could see the wanton lust in her face. The next slap I held on to her ass and squeezed that juice ass. Her pussy was so wet I knew she wanted my cock. I reached over to the night stand and pulled out a condom, slid it on and before I even tried to slid my cock in her I spanked her ass again to remind her who was in charge.

I kept my dick right at the entrance of her pussy sliding it up and down her lips and occasionally teasing her ass. She started pushing back every time my dick was right at her entrance. I finally gave in and I slammed into her and the groan, whimper of her was satisfaction and surprise. I held it deep inside of her and spanked her ass again making her pussy tighten around me. I started to slowly pull out and it was like she didn’t want me to. She kept pushing her ass back to keep me in. So I complied, but on my terms. Slammed nice and deep and hold it grind her then pull out some more only to have her crave me deep again. I must have done this for 10 minutes when I just couldn’t take it anymore and started to fuck her hard my hand reaching up and grabbing a hold of her neck and my other hand keeping my thumb playing around and in her asshole which she loved. I told her i was going to cum and that’s when she surprised me with her strength. She flipped over grabbing me and putting me on my back. She reached down pulling the condom off of me and climbed right on top and sat down deep. She ground down so hard i could feel my dick hitting resistance deep inside her.

When I started to cum she bent over and bit me on the neck and twisted my nipple. Never in my life did I cum like that, my prostate actually hurt. I just kept cumming deep inside her as she rode me and wouldn’t stop. I was literally whimpering because my cock was so sensitive, but I was still hard and inside her.

When I was finally çapa eskort soft she got up and went to the bathroom and then came back with one of my wash cloths soaked in warm water and cleaned me off. She played with my balls and kissed my cock again playing with me driving me crazy. I started to get hard again and she smile on her face told me this was going to be a long night. She began sucking me off again until I was hard. She climbed up and told me to move to the side. She lay on her back and told me to get between her legs. She wasn’t asking she was demanding it. I thought I was going to fuck her missionary, and I was but that’s not the complete story.

She pulled her legs back and spread them. Looking at her spent pussy made me want to just pound away at her again. Apparently she didn’t care if I came inside her, but that’ not what she had in mind. As I teased her pussy lips up and down she reached down to a hold of my cock and held it tight. She guided me lower and that’s when I got it. This wasn’t my first time fucking a woman in the ass, but it was the first time it was entirely her suggestion. I guided myself to her ass and she looked me in the eye as I first got my head in and she let out a deep sigh. I know I’m girthy, but I didn’t think it would affect her as much considering how tall she was, but apparently the size of the woman has no correlation on insertion size. It took me what felt like 5 minutes before I was able to get all 9 inches inside of her and the whole time she was clawing at my chest and pulling me down to kiss her. When I thought about it we didn’t kiss much at all before we got right down to fucking.

Her ass was so hot and tight on me I didn’t want to start pumping, but she was telling me to fuck her and fuck her deep. So I started rocking my weight and sliding in and out of her. I was familiar with lube, but she didn’t need it. Apparently her pussy was wet enough to migrate to her ass, but I still took it easy until I could feel it was a comfortable motion. Deep inside then pull out half way before burying myself in her again. I watched as her hands alternated between playing with her clit and twisting her nipples. I took initiative and kept my thumb firmly on her clit playing with it while she focused on her nipples. Slowly we increased out pace until her moans and whimpers kept getting louder and louder. At one point her face was a mix of pain and pleasure and she was saying something in German, but by then I didn’t care anymore. I just wanted to keep feeling my cock slide in and out of her until I exploded. Her ankles held me deep in her when she started to have her orgasm. My hand reach down and I lightly chocked her while my other hand mercilessly ground her clit. Her hips started to gyrate to the orgasm and just when she was coming down I started to fuck her like I hated her. I grabbed the back of her neck pulling her up and biting her lower lip as I pounded away. Then it happened.

It was like the orgasm started in my balls ricocheted of my cock head traveled up my spine to my brain. Our foreheads were together and we were like savages staring each other down. I started cumming so deep in her. I didn’t feel how she was slicing up my back with her nails, the bite on my lips. None of it. I came so hard I collapsed on top of her. We both had to catch our breath before we washed up. We actually showered together. She cleaned my cock in the shower and I even brushed her now flat black hair. We toweled off and went back to my bed. I got us water out of my fridge and we went to sleep. We woke up a couple hours later as the sun peaked in through my curtains. We lay in bed silently understanding that this was too good to just let it happen only once. We exchanged numbers. She wasn’t on the pill, but didn’t get pregnant. After that we promised that no sex in her pussy without a condom, but her ass was always available no matter what. Of course occasionally that rule was broken, but she became my, not so little, punk-rock-goth anal slut for the rest of the time I was in Germany. My future girlfriend Aria loved her as much as I did and made her a regular play partner for us.

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