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Helen leant back and took a drag of the cannabis cigarette in her hand. She smiled at her companions, the public school educated boyfriend with his friends, and her friends from the local Comprehensive. Marijuana always made her chilled and she relaxed back sucking in the smoke from the illegal cigarette.

“When are your folks back?” A wiry black haired boy asked the eldest boy present in his well-spoken voice. Fabien sniffed.

“Monday,” he replied after pausing; the skunk was powerful and the girl smiled.

“That’s two nights of porn, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll,” she said slowly and waited for the appreciative titter.

Aaron looked up at her with a smile. “Foxy said we have some Coke if we wanted it. Or some E’s.”

Helen purred. “I like me pot,” she replied and turned back to her boyfriend, the black shirted Fabien. “It makes me horny.”

Fabien laughed and grinned. “So you and Amy then, you gonna do a lesbian show!” Amy cackled with laugher and Helen took a huge intake of breath through the spliff.

Helen grinned. “Yeah, we’ll do 69,” she said with a twinkle in her eye. “If you two do as well.” There was some cheering and teasing as she pointed at her boyfriend and his friend. The two men spluttered, and shook their heads but Helen opened her arms up. “What? It’s OK for a girl to be bisexual but not a guy?”

“No, it’s different,” he spluttered and Helen sniffed.

“Right, well I want to see you suck a guy’s cock.”

“Pardon?”

“You heard,” she said with a smile. “Amy and I will do it if you and Aaron do it.”

“I don’t think so,” Fabien dismissed her, sweeping back his well-manicured blonde hair. “I don’t think Aaron wants to suck my cock, any more than I want to suck his, and Reuben and Paul don’t want to see that.”

“Yeah, but we do want to see you get naked,” Aaron told the girls and Helen sat back, stretching her legs on the sofa.

“Well, another one of my boyfriends did it, and it made me all hot.” Helen smiled at the expectant looks of the boys in the room. “I mean, and if I get all horny, I don’t know what will happen.” She flicked her eyebrows up and gave a grin.

“Who was it?” Fabien asked, his eyes barely leaving his girlfriend. “I mean you went out with Eddie before me, and he always gave me funny looks in the shower.”

Helen cackled. “I ain’t telling ya anything. But I do want to see ya lips on him.”

Amy bit her lip with a smile. “Yeah, I mean you guys love us to wrap our lips around yours, only fair you know what it is like.”

Fabien snorted. “No. I am not doing it.”

Helen shrugged. “Then I am not getting naked, and doing anything with Amy. And you are not getting laid tonight.”

Amy turned to her boyfriend and grinned. “You too.”

“What?” Fabien and Aaron called in unison. “I mean, we …”

“They want their end away,” Amy said with a grin, rubbing the bosom of Helen and then scratching her legs.

“But escort Reuben and Paul don’t want do see it.”

“They liked girl-on-girl porn.”

“That’s different,” Fabien replied immediately and Helen shrugged.

“Yeah, we’d like to see you and Amy,” Reuben told her.

“And I’ve not done that sort of stuff before,” Fabien added and Aaron agreed. “No idea what to do.”

“Well I ain’t done any lesbian stuff, but I’ll give it a go,” Amy said with a sneer.

Fabien and Aaron looked at each other and Aaron shrugged. “OK I’ll do it, if the girls promise to give us a show afterwards.”

“You fuckin’ fag,” Fabien shouted with a sneer, leaning back and shaking his head at the short boy gripping Amy’s hand. Helen turned to face him wrapping her legs over his thighs. “I ain’t-“

“I’ll let you put it anywhere,” she said interrupting him with a smile and kissed him on the cheek. “I mean I loved to watch it as part of a threesome with Ed … with my other boyfriend.”

“A threesome? You don’t think you have had too much practice,” the quiet Violet giggled as she took the spliff in the room, looking at Helen. “I mean you seem to have had tried everything.”

“Hey I’m eighteen,” Helen said with a smile. “And he hasn’t complained before,” she said jabbing a finger towards her squirming boyfriend. “He wanted a wild one.”

“Yeah, but now I am changing my mind,” Fabien said with a grin.

“But Aaron said he would,” Amy said, squeezing the hand of Aaron. “He’s game.”

“He is gay,” Fabien quipped and Aaron shook his head.

“No, I love Amy.”

Amy cooed appreciatively and kissed him on the cheek. Helen looked at Fabien with a raised eyebrow. “Well go on.”

He sighed. “Oh, I love you,” he said with a grin.

“Then suck his cock.” Fabien rolled his eyes and Helen kissed him on the neck. “I won’t, I mean you won’t, be getting any shagging from me until you do.”

Eight faces looked at Fabien who snorted into his drink. It took a further twenty minutes of pressure from everyone in the room before he relented and he crossed his arms with a scowl. “OK, but you so better give me a damn good time tonight,” he warned Helen who grinned at him.

“Of course,” she promised and climbed off her boyfriend’s legs. Both Fabien and Aaron were clearly nervous; Helen could tell, and she encouraged her boyfriend to strip. Reuben return from the kitchen to his family’s second lounge with a few drinks and his eyes fleetingly looked at Fabien’s erect appendage.

Helen had seen it many times, it was larger that most of her ex-partners, and she gently guided Fabien to the rug, propping a pillow underneath his head.

She felt a shiver, as she watched Aaron climb over him, his own thick, but reasonably short cock resting against her boyfriend’s lips, and then his own large cock touching Aaron’s lips. Fabien looked up at Helen, and she licked her lips; she had dreamt of this and bursa eve gelen escort watched as Fabien reached forwards, opening his mouth and took the first inch of Aaron’s dick in his mouth.

Reuben sighed and gasped. “What does it taste like?”

Amy turned with a grin. “Well Paul is next to you,” she replied. “I can’t believe they are actually doing it.”

Helen nodded, watching Aaron impale his mouth on Fabien’s shaft, his tongue sliding over the glistening head, and rubbing the underside of cock.

Helen glanced at Amy and whispered in her ear; they watched Aaron start to rock gently into a rhythm and Amy wetted her finger, leaning down and pushing it against Aaron’s hole. Aaron stopped and Amy pushed forward gently wiggling her finger at his butt hole.

“Hey,” Paul called out. “Is he liking it?”

“I think so,” Helen replied, her eyes glazed and watched as her boyfriend was practically face-fucked by the other boy on top, his bucking rhythm jabbing the rigid member in and out of his lips.

Helen sniffed the scent of human arousal in the air and looked down at the damp mess of her boyfriend; saliva and pre-cum was running down his chin and she could see the sweaty testicles of Aaron touching her boyfriend’s face with every thrust.

She giggled as she watched Aaron bob up and down and glanced over to see Reuben and Paul with embarrassingly large bulges in their trousers. She felt a firm tingle and groaned, pulling Amy towards her. The slightly chubby girl smiled when Helen did it and she pressed her lips to Helen’s.

“Oh shit,” Violet murmured from the other side of the room and Helen pulled Amy in front of her stripping her of her top and began kissing her neck as her hands undid her bra. Aaron was clenching his fists and giving nasal grunts. “I think your boy is about to come,” Helen whispered, rolling the erect nipples of Amy between her thumb and forefinger.

“Yeah,” whispered Amy breathlessly and closed her eyes, pushing her hips back against the body of Helen. Helen continued to kiss her friend’s neck and writhed her body against the overweight girl who groaned nasally.

Both of the girls were transfixed as Aaron stopped bobbing and began to roll his tongue around the head of his friend’s cock, his fists gripping onto the rug by his head and his buttocks clenched.

He cried out and suddenly they saw Fabien start to thrash and his arms begin to wave energetically. Helen gasped and then frantically stripped her top and trousers off, as she watched, her body alive with arousal. Amy sensed it and they watched as Aaron raised his rump, his cock dripping with cum onto Fabien’s lips.

Fabien though, had stop thrashing and was grunting. Helen saw his cock twitch and pump semen into the mouth of his friend and immediately felt a shiver, rubbing her hands over the pitted, hairy legs. He grunted and Helen just spun Amy bursa görükle escort around and sunk her tongue into Amy’s mouth and then dragging her back onto the sofa. Amy didn’t protest and giggled, pulling her trousers down and sliding her legs over Helen’s head and pressing down on her mouth.

Helen gasped and closed her eyes, running her tongue along the slick slit of her friend. She swirled it around the engorged pearl and felt Amy’s pubic hair tickle her chin.

She grunted, as Amy’s mouth touched her labia; she was already on edge with the filthy display her boyfriend had given her and only needed a small amount of touching from Amy to climax.

Amy, however, was not in the mood to give a small amount of touching, and gleefully wrapped her tongue over the engorged button of Helen and flicked it gently, running her tongue along her her friend’s slit.

Amy was giving nasal groans and grunts, as Helen’s tongue danced over her moist crack, sliding down from her clitoris to her hole, giving gentle laps at her entrance before going back and sucking on her sensitive button.

Helen savoured the taste of Amy, she didn’t mind the taste of another woman and felt the legs tighten over her head as Amy’s tongue probed her own folds.

Suddenly Helen could feel an intense eruption building up and, quite unlike when her boyfriend brought her to a climax, it was a deeper, more powerful feeling. She mewed as fingers, Fabien’s cold, wet fingers pressed against her bud. She squealed and pushed her hips up to give the intruder’s fingers better access and renewed her vigorous sucking on Amy’s pearl.

Amy squealed, and grunted, removing her lips from Helen as she screwed up her face, and her loins exploded with a cool, intense rush of relief. Helen felt the girl buck on top of her and just kept her sucking of her clit and Amy’s legs shook.

Helen kept up her assault on Amy’s button, grunting as the fingers massaged her ring and smeared it with a cold gel, before Amy returned her mouth to Helen’s slick cunt. She frantically lapped at Helen’s crevice and Helen grunted, before releasing into a powerful orgasm.

She became aware of the figures around her and laid back panting furiously. Amy stepped off of her and Fabien kissed her, before pulling her onto the floor.,

“Dya like sucking cock?” Helen teased and giggled when Fabien shook his head.

“Fuckin’ awful, but I get to fuck you all night so worth it.”

“I’ll do anything,” Helen muttered with passionate eyes and watched as Fabien speared his cock into her well lubricated pussy.

“Condom,” she muttered. “You gonna wear a condom?”

Fabien began pumping into her and he shook his head. “No, but I will do this.”

Fabien withdrew his cock, pushed Helen’s legs back and prodded his cock against Helen’s ass. Helen squealed as his slick cock went into her. “So you don’t get pregnant,” he promised and began to pound her rear.

Helen held onto the table legs and enjoyed the sensations of Fabien, the smells of arousal and the sounds of several pieces of flesh slapping all over the room.

Helen had never been to an orgy before, and the thought excited her, just like seeing Fabien with another guy. It was shaping up to be a good night!

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I hated being third wheel but that’s exactly where I was at. I sat in the truck with my friend and his girlfriend she sat in the middle between us as we attempted to make conversation on our haunted house hunt. It was a boring night and his girlfriend had come up with the idea after watching to much sci-fi channel. So we had loaded up in his truck and were headed to an old abandoned house I had seen on a back road one day. Finding the house was pretty easy getting back to it was a little harder none of us were really dressed for fighting the brush and crawling through the wire fence that guarded the house. I ripped the sleeve on my new t shirt crawling through the fence and my buddy covered his new shoes in mud when he took a wrong step into a puddle. His girlfriend got the worst of it when she tore the butt of her jeans on the fence and followed that by tearing a button off the top of her shirt on an unseen tree limb.

My eyes had never wondered on his woman but with a bright moon shining I couldn’t help but gaze at her now as we stood on the porch. She had worn a tight pair of jeans and I could see she was either wearing a thong or no panties as I got a good look at one of her ass cheeks. She turned and ask, “are you sure no one lives here?” my eyes automatically went to her huge tits that were now easily visible due to the missing button at the top of the button up shirt. Noticing what appeared to be the edge of a tattoo on her left tit.

A little flustered I replied, “no one has lived here since my parents were kids.” To prove my point I pushed the front door fully open revealing an empty living room with a partially caved in floor. We carefully entered I led the way followed closely by my buddy and then his girl. Looking around the best we could we go through the kitchen finding a few empty jars and an old fork. This was the worst idea ever I thought to myself as we walked to a door that seemed to have a light shining from under the door seal. Turning the knob I pushed the door open.

The room was amazing it was in perfect condition. It looked like something from an old 50s hotel. It was lit by several lamps with a large bed in the center of the room and a couple of chairs on each side of a small round table. I immediately wanted to leave but Jamie’s girlfriend burst past us to investigate. We both yelled Danielle as we chased in escort bayan behind her. As soon as I stepped in the room I suddenly felt more at ease about the strange room. I suggested we should leave but Danielle seemed to be having a good time looking through the room and Jaime took a seat in one of the chairs.

Jaime gave me a shrug and said,” sit down man let her do her thing then we’ll get out of here.” for some reason I didn’t argue and when and flopped down in the chair on the other side of the table. She seemed thrilled to find a dresser full of folded lingerie. She unfurled several pieces and laid them out on the bed.

Looking at us she smiled, “the style is old but they look and feel brand new. I’m going to try them on.” once again Jaime just shrugged his shoulders. Stepping behind a changing shade we could see her toss the tops of her clothes over it as she switched into the lingerie.

I looked over at Jaime and said, “I better leave you two man so ya’ll can do your thing.”

He gave me a strange look I didn’t recognize kind of a half scowl half grin and replied, “no you stay, I like to show her off.” leaning back in my chair I mumbled an ok even though I felt completely uncomfortable. This feeling fled quickly when Danielle stepped out from behind the shade.

She stood in a white baby doll with black lace that came down just below her waste revealing the bottom part of her matching panties. My jaw dropped as she grinned at us. Jaime let out a little laugh when he looked over at me looking back at Danielle he said, “turn around baby show my buddy that ass.” Looking at me she gave me a grin as she walked to the edge of the bed in front of us leaning over the bed she pulled the bloomer style panties between her ass cheeks giving me a good view of her ass and her panty clad pussy that appeared to be making a wet spot on the fabric.

Looking back at me she whispered, “what do you think?”

I easily replied, “very fuckable,” without a second thought to Jaime or how he might feel about my response I didn’t even turn to check his reaction. I was entranced by her ass.

With a smile that said she was up to something she turned back to us and said, “I’m glad you think so.”

Jaime must have been getting as worked up as I was because he said, “come here baby and give me a kiss.” this bursa vip escort would normally be my signal to leave but no one said anything and oddly I had the urge to stay. She walked over to Jaime pulling a string on the back caused the babydoll to fall to the floor just as she got to him. She sat into his lap facing towards me giving me a good view as they began kissing each other heavily. I could now see her big tits and the tribal tattoo on the inside of her left tit. Jaime quickly pulled the tit to his mouth and began licking and sucking. My cock began pushing against my boxers as it hardened watching the two of them.

Danielle leaned down and whispered something to Jaime to which he just nodded as he continued to suck at her nipple. With a sly grin she wiggled her finger at me to come to her. In an almost dazed trance I walked to her and she picked her other tit up toward me and in almost a command she said, “suck.” I quickly leaned down taking her large nipple in my mouth I began sucking and teasing it as I felt it hardening. She quickly began rubbing at my erect dick through my jeans.

Jaime stopped sucking long enough to look at me and say to my surprise, “feel her panties.” not releasing her nipple I slid my hand up the inside of her leg until I felt the silky fabric of the panties. Moving my hand to the center I felt a large wet spot and began lightly rubbing. The panties became soaked as Danielle started to quietly moan. Some how I could tell she was ready for more and reluctantly removed my hand and let her tit fall out of my mouth with a pop. Standing back I pulled my shirt off and she slid to her knees in front of me and began undoing my jeans as Jaime got up and started undressing.

She pulled my jean and boxers to the floor as she looked on in aw as my cock sprang in front of her face. I noticed she was rubbing her panties as she moaned,”mmm it’s so big.”

I looked down with a grin and said, “go on give it a taste.” she began licking at the head of my cock cleaning the precum off of it before sliding the head in her mouth. Grabbing my ass she pulled me further into her mouth until she had almost the whole thing in before sliding back to the head. As she started building a rhythm sliding her mouth up and down my dick I looked around and saw Jaime lying on the bed stroking bursa elit escort his dick watching his girlfriend sucking my cock. When I felt myself getting ready to explode in her mouth she slid her mouth off me and gave me a smirk as she walked over to the bed and bent over the edge and started sucking Jaime.

I figured I would return the favor and knelt down on behind her. Jerking her panties to the floor I spread her ass cheeks and began lapping at her wet pussy. Her pussy was sweet and tasted even better as I ran my tongue in and out of her. She was soaking my tongue and lips as I licked up to her ass and begin teasing it. Pulling her cheeks apart I began running my tongue in and out of her asshole. I could hear her moaning as she tried to continue sucking Jaime’s cock.

Pulling his cock from her mouth she looked back and moaned, “Fuck me now baby.” standing up I pressed my dick against her wet lips letting just the head slide in. I watched her slide her mouth down Jaime’s shaft as she slid on to my dick. Then she would suck his cock back in as she slid off mine. She continued this building speed and slamming back against my cock. My load was building quickly when she stopped and crawled up the bed letting my drenched cock slide out as she straddled Jaime and began riding him.

Stepping up on the bed I placed my cock to her mouth allowing her to spit and suck on it. While her rhythm was harder to build this way she soon had my dick glistening with spit and pulled it a way from her mouth. “Put it in my ass please,” she begged. Getting behind her she laid on Jaime spreading her cheeks giving me full access. Slowly I pressed against her ass hole allowing the tip of my cock to sink in. She let out a sigh and began pushing back taking both our cocks in inch by inch. On her hands and knees she began rocking slowly back and forth building momentum as her moans became louder. Her tight ass was almost more than my cock could handle as I fought off the urge to cum she continued working up and down our shafts.

With a loud moan she announced, “I’m Cumming, fill my holes with ya’lls cum.” her ass gripped me tightly and I felt my orgasm hit as I began pumping my large load in her. Jaime must have been cumming to because her ass gripped me tighter and she breathlessly said,” yes that feels so good having ya’ll cum in me at the same time.”

Exhausted we all laid there for a moment as we caught our breath. Slowly I got up and began dressing as Danielle and Jaime did. Once dressed we walked out of the room the whole thing seemed more like a dream and none of us discussed the event again, but we did agree to go back for Halloween.

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Hanlan’s Point is a convenient nude beach for me to visit from work. Just a short ferry trip to the islands from downtown Toronto and you’re naked!

It is predominantly a “gay” beach where the guys like to strut their stuff but that’s O.K. as they seldom hit on me. There are only a couple of months in the summer the weather is suitable and the water of Lake Ontario is always frigid.

It is great on a warm sunny day to take off from work early and get naked in the sun for a couple of hours. Read a book and sip on wine while listening to the Walkman blaring in my ears.

Some of the guys, although gay, enjoyed my company and I soon struck up a friendship with some of them. I would admire their cocks and think what a waste it was they weren’t interested in pussy.

Of course all the guys were not gay, I encountered more than one that my naked body aroused. Usually they would watch me from a distance secretively stroking their cocks. If I was aware they were jerking-off I would put on a little show for them, opening my legs so they could see the pink and massaging suntan lotion into my ample breasts.

There was not much overt sexuality taking place on the beach. Just a few yards back from the water’s edge was a grove of trees offering privacy for the serious stuff. A short walk through this area would reveal dozens of discarded use condoms, some still containing jism. It lad long been my fantasy to get laid by a bunch of strangers in this ghetto of decadence.

I will always remember that day. It was a hot Friday afternoon in late July. I had snuck off to the island in bursa escort bayan hops of finding some action.

There was a scattering of about 20 – 30 guys on the beach when I arrived and only two girls sharing a blanket and displaying their nubile bodies to whoever cared to look.

I quickly spread my blanket and got nude to add to the scenery.

I had just got organized when Brad approached me. Brad was a good-looking guy with a cock to die for, but alas he is gay!

“Hi Michelle, I have some guys you might want to meet?” Brad said.

Brad knew I was always interested in a little fun.

“They are on a business trip from Michigan and looking for a good time.” he added.

“Send them over.” I boldly answered.

There were five of them! Not bad looking guys ranging from early twenties to mid-thirties and all naked! What a wonderful assortment of cocks.

They guy that caught my eye was a black guy. He wasn’t particularly good looking but his cock hung down almost to his knees, it must have been a foot long! I imagined what it would be like erect.

“Do you want to go for a walk?” one of them asked.

Five guys? The most I had ever had was three and that was a couple of years ago at college.

“O.K” I agreed.

It was crazy; I was going into the bushes naked with five horny out-of-town guys. I knew I was in for the fucking of my life.

We found an appropriate patch of grass and I dropped to my knees surrounded by five hard cocks in my face.

I started taking the randomly, one after the other in my mouth bursa anal yapan escort for a few strokes to get them hard and wet. Most were average size and one was quite small. The black one was super size and just the head of it filled my mouth.

He guys were quickly getting into frenzy, competing to get their cocks in my mouth to skull-fuck me. Cock after cock was trying to ram down my throat to spray my tonsils with cum.

Without warning one of them suddenly begin shooting cum over my tongue. I had to keep it in my mouth to service it and capture all the jism.

The thick, rich cum rolled down my throat like a delectable oyster on the way to my belly. Licking the knob clean I took the next cock into my mouth.

One after the other I suckled on their cocks being fed string after string of salty goo. Smacking my lips I drank every drop of their sperm.

Now my belly was full it was time to feed the pussy. I spread out on the grass on my back spread-eagle, legs and arms wide apart. Above me waved a thicket of cocks.

The first guy pounced on me like I was a bitch in heat. My cunt sucked his cock in like a Shop-Vac. His decent size cock got me ready for the followers. My grinding pussy made him cum in minutes, squeezing his sperm from his spurting cock.

The first three cum in me in less than five minutes, draining their balls into my hungry cunt.

I looked up to see the black guy mounting me. I opened wide to accept his monster meat.

After fucking three guys I was still not ready for his huge bursa rus escort cock. He got the head into my sloppy hole and forced about ten inches of thick black cock up into me.

“Oooooooooowww!!!!!” I cried as he stretched me to new limits.

I do not have a small pussy for I am the office slut. I have taken several large cocks in the part without a problem. This cock was exceptional as he was not only long but also as thick as a baseball bat. My cunt squirmed on his meat trying to get comfortable. The cum from the first three guys just squished out around the big black cock providing some much needed lubricant.

Thankfully he was finally fully in me. It felt as if his cock was about to come out of my mouth, he must have been pressed against my cervix.

“Jesus Christ!” I moaned.

He started fucking me like a cat playing with a mouse. Each time he moved he took my cunt with him, I was stretched on his cock like a human condom.

He delighted in taking long, slow trips into my fuckhole never quite freeing me of the burden of his cock. I found myself wanting more.

I didn’t know how much more I could endure; I had to make him cum. My hips bucked up and gyrated yanking his cock in a circular motion.

“Shoot in me you bastard!” I challenged.

I didn’t have to ask a second time, his rich warm sperm flooded my uterus. The orgasm he caused was earth shattering. Still stuck to his cock my body shook as if thousands of volts of electricity were passing through it.

“Oh sweet Jesus!” I cried as my bladder emptied.

The fifth guy I don’t even remember. My body was still shock from the black monster.

The guys used me several times that afternoon before we parted. I even took the black cock for an encore performance.

I just sat reminiscing on the ferry trip back with millions of spermatozoa swimming around in my womb.

Summer is my favorite time of year!

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Twice a month since I am in sales I go to Pune that is about 100 miles from Bombay. I have been doing this for several years and since I stay in the same Taj hotel every time, the staff remembers me. Being a single unattached woman it helps that I am known, I suppose.

Anyway, the last few trips my boss has been threatening to come but on account of his busy schedule I have been unable to do so. I don’t deny that I have a terrible crush on him and I would die to make love to him. This time he says he will travel with me. When we get to the hotel the lobby is deserted and when I walked in I remembered the desk clerk from my last trip. His name was Sanjay and gets me checked in nice room overlooking the pool. My boss Shyam has the next suite.

He comes to my room for a drink and we chat about the sales meeting in the morning and he asks why I was still single. I tell him of my problems with my husband about how he brought another woman home that he wanted me to make love too. He looked palpably excited at my revelation as he shifted uncomfortably in the chair.

Just then Sanjay rang up from reception that Nita the hotel massage specialist was available in case I needed a back massage for my slip disc. I asked Shyam if he didn’t mind if I had my massage while we discussed the meeting in the morning. Nita rang the bell. I opened the door and greeted by Nita. She looked very sexy. Long thick black hair and very busty in her uniform.

She asked me to undress. I was suddenly aware that Shyam was in bursa eskort the room but he made no move to leave. I shyly removed my sari and blouse and revealed the thick jungle of hair in my bushy armpits. Nita arched her bushy eyebrows at seeing my hairy underarms. My overflowing pussy hair was embarrassing me as it came into view and I dare not look at Shyam. Would hirsute body turn him off? Did hairy armpits and thick bushy pubic hair make me look repulsive to him?

Nita made me lie on my stomach but I was sure that my asshole hair would be visible and I wondered what Shyam was thinking. To my amazement I found him walking towards me and I swear I thought I saw a perceptible bulge in his trousers as my mouth was within licking distance of it.

Nita massaged my back and surprisingly touched my bushy armpit hair. I was sure she spent a few seconds caressing the silky hair of my hairy armpits each time she massaged my sides.

Suddenly she bent down and kissed my back. I was taken aback but then I noticed that Shyam though fully dressed had taken of Nita’s uniform and unhooked her bra. I turned around and saw the hairiest woman I had ever seen. Nita’s armpits were a virtual forest; jet-black hair was growing wild and her untrimmed bushy armpits looked very sexy. I then noticed Nita’s on the floor. She remembered how she had looked, and without thinking, picked up the panties. Her pubic forest was a mat of hair running from her navel down disappearing between her thighs. bursa merkez escort

Nita then unzipped Shyam and took out his long cock. The sight mesmerized me. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking him. He places his hands upon her ass. I can see the hairiest asshole I have ever seen. Black crinkly hair was growing up her arsehole. He gently pushes his cock enters her ass. Moaning at her tight hairy ass, he slams his cock deep into her. He takes a few deep breaths and slowly starts to move in and out of her ass. I look at the frenzy on Shyam’s face. His hairy chest making him look like a movie star. He big cock sliding in and out of Nita’s hairy ass. Getting use to the feel of him, she starts pushing back onto his cock. Reaching around her, he slides his fingers into her bushy armpits. I helplessly watch wanting a piece of the action. I am all wet and I slip my fingers into the thick mass of Nita’s bushy pubes. He hooks his hand into her bushy armpits as if holding on he hair in her hairy armpits and rides her. “Darling, I’m gonna deposit my cum in your hairy ass and then fuck your bushy armpits fill your hairy armpits with my cum. Your jet-black bushy armpits will become white when I cum in them ”

“Ohhhhh darling I am going to cum!! Bela lift up your arms I went to rub my dick in your bushy armpits.” I was taken aback. Here was my beloved boss wanting to cum in my bushy armpits. I took his prick from Nita’s ass and pressed in my sweaty bushy armpits. bursa ucuz escort He kept pumping it as it slid in and out of my hairy underarms. He thrust hard and finally came all over my bushy armpits.

I then lick his cock and suck on it and slowly takes it all in. I suck hard and play with his balls I pulled him deeper into my mouth, pressing my lips tightly against him and sucking hard. The feel of his hard cock sliding between my lips and over my tongue had my pussy literally dripping again as I felt Nita’s tongue licking at my pussy muff. Shyam grabbed the back of my head and started fucking my face. He asked me to raise my arms and then told Nita to do the same. “Wow both of you are hairy bitches “ he shouted, “Look at your hairy underarms. Have you ever shaved your armpits I wish our movie stars had bushy armpits too” I was past caring at what he was saying as his warm cock was sliding in out of my mouth as I sucked him as fast as I could.

Shyam screams “I want to fuck you now” and pulls his cock from my mouth. He bends his knees and guides the bulging head of his enormous dong over my hairy slit. I grab his cock and, push the head into my opening and put into my hairy cunt as he thrusts hard his throbbing pole. I am ready to explode as Shyam put his head into Nita’s bushy armpits. My arms are tucked behind my head exposing my armpit fur too. Shyam continues to pound my bushy pussy, pulling his cock almost all the way out and slamming deep inside with each thrust. I have beginning to have multiple orgasms as Nita puts her warm mouth on my armpit jungle. She plays with the wild growth and tugs at the tufty jet-black hair of my bushy armpits. Juices are running down my thighs as he thrust harder sending me off on another wave of uncontrollable spasms. He cums inside me as I go into another bout of orgasmic pleasure.

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I pop into the office for one last look around before I go. I’ve still 4 hours to kill before I have to be at the airport. 2 weeks holiday in Europe with Barry. God I hope he doesn’t turn out to be too weird. I need the time away from work and most especially from my cheating bastard of a lover. Let’s be exclusive he says and I managed for one whole month with just my range of vibrators and the occasional dirty story from Barry. Then what do I find? He’s been fucking some chick that’s with him on his business trip from DAY ONE. In fact he had her sucking him off when we were supposed to be having telephone sex. If he hadn’t two-timed her as well and pissed her off so much that she told me then I still wouldn’t be any the wiser. In fact I would have seriously considered moving in and maybe even the big M.

I try to push these thoughts from my head. Ignore the bastard. Focus on the holiday.

The office is supposed to be closed on the weekend but there are often the odd one or two in finishing off a project. I see a light on in Bill’s office and go past as quietly as I can. He’s ok and quite good looking but too nerdy for me and he can talk for hours.

I go into my office, check the messages and brace myself for the e-mails. I shouldn’t be looking in case there’s some fuck up and I have to take some work with me. I sigh with relief. No catastrophes. I can leave with a clear conscience.

There is a knock on my door. Please don’t let it be Bill. “Come in.” It’s Shamima, a lovely young Muslim girl, from Morocco I think, working on some kind of exchange. “I’m just on my way out but what can I do for you?”

“Sorry to trouble you Arlene. I’ve had a wardrobe malfunction. Have you got a needle and cotton perhaps?” She walks into my office and I can see she’s ripped part of the waistband of her wrap around skirt. “I managed to catch it on a drawer'” She smiled ruefully.

“Yes, I’ve got. Close the door and come over here.” I fish the needle and cotton out of the drawer. “Take the skirt off and give it to me.”

“Do I have to?” She’s clearly very shy.

“Only if you want me to help? You could always take the cotton with you.”

“No, I can’t sew to save my life. I’ll be here all night.” She takes the skirt off and hands it to me. She has on a red lace thong and I have the distinct impression that she wants to cover herself. I’m getting a little turned on by her shyness and the view I have of her lovely plump ass cheeks. As she turns I see a tattoo on her left butt of a butterfly emerging from a chrysalis.

“That’s a beautiful tattoo.” She turns bright red when she realises I’m looking at her butt. “Why that design?” I’m busy sewing while I talk.

“I had it done when I came to America. It’s to signify me leaving my loving but very conservative parents and emerging as a person in my own right.” “That’s great. The artwork is excellent. I’ve had a couple done myself but the colouring and shading particularly here are excellent.” As I say that I gently trace my finger nail over a part of the tat to indicate the area I mean. I leave my nail there a few seconds longer than necessary but she doesn’t pull away.

“Do you have any others?” I look into her eyes and lick my lips holding her attention. There’s definitely a connection building. I’m getting a bit wet and tingly. She seems hesitant. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours?”

She giggles. “Ok then. You first.”

I stand bursa escort up and undo the buttons on my blouse. I pull it back to expose a tattoo on my shoulder written in Hindi script. “It says we fuck to live and live to fuck.” She laughs. I take my skirt off and show her the one next to my navel. It’s a Gemini type picture. “It symbolises the two sides of my sexuality.”

“It’s very nice.” She says and touches it with her finger tip. It slides down to my silk panties. “These are nice too. Were they expensive?” She pinches the material at the side between her fingers. Part of her hand is resting on my hip, casually but like a nervous animal ready to run at the slightest provocation.

“Not too bad. I’ll get you a pair from Europe if you like?” She looks up and smiles. “The last one is here.” I pull my bra strap down so the cup barely covers my nipples, which are getting harder by the second. The tat shows a small pair of lips pouting. “I like my lovers to kiss all my lips.” I say with a slight smile acknowledging the innuendo. I adjust my shoulder slightly and pretend not to notice that my right nipple is now exposed and clearly hard like a pencil eraser. “Your turn.”

She’s facing me and staring openly at my tits. I think I can hear her breathing going faster. She takes a few seconds and then snaps back into focus. “Well,” she says coyly “My other tattoo is here.” I follow her fingers down to the hem of her panties and one side down almost to the top of her pussy lips. There is a small bright red cherry on the right of her groin. She’s pulled the panties down much too far just to show me the tat. I can see a small area of hair but otherwise she appears to be shaved. I kneel down to have a closer look. In that position she has a great view of my tits and I have a great view of part of her pussy.

“Is there any meaning attached to this one?” She giggles again.

“I told my mother that I wouldn’t lose my cherry until I got married. This is my cherry which I’ll have removed when I marry. That way I can be truthful to her when she asks.”

“It’s such a bright red, and so plump and juicy. I need a bite.” I lean forward and ever so gently grip the cherry between my teeth. She shudders but says nothing. I move my hands around to grasp her butt cheeks and start to dig my nails in. There is a soft moan. I glance up and she has her eyes closed and mouth open.

I suck on the cherry harder and knead her butt. I run my tongue over the exposed area of her pussy and then hook her panties with my thumbs and start to pull them down with my lips following close behind.

“No.” She murmurs but it’s too late. The panties are down and her wonderful puffy pussy lips are fully exposed and are so inviting that I move in and plant a full kiss on her clitoris. I blow down the pussy lips and nudge her legs apart so I can get a full view. She leans backwards onto my desk as her legs are about to give way. I spread her legs further and start to lap at the wetness.

She’s groaning now. I part her pussy lips and stare into the pinkness within. I slide my finger in and gasp at how tight she is. “Are you a virgin?”

“Yes.”

My pussy is dripping and as wet as it’s ever been. I shrug my blouse off and remove my bra while continuing to run my tongue around her clit. I struggle to get my panties off without disturbing the moment. I manage it and take the opportunity to pinch my clit bursa escort bayan and finger fuck myself. I’m in heaven. I taste my juice and compare it with Shamima’s. Mine has a stronger flavour but her’s seems spicier although it could be my imagination.

I suck on her clitoris and finger fuck her with my middle finger. I’d like to get two fingers up her but she’s so tight and there’s no rush. I can feel her orgasm building and I lick up and down and around her clit and move my finger in and out faster and faster. Shamima’s moaning and pushing her pussy harder into my face. “Oahh, yes, please I’m cumming, yes pleaseeee.”

She slumps back onto the desk gasping and her spasms slow subside although every now and again I suck her clit and she spasms again until she says, almost crying. “Please stop, I can’t take it any more.”

I stand up and lie on top of her and kiss her and undo her shirt and push her bra up over her tits. They are small and firm and beautifully rounded with dark brown nipples which are hard as diamonds. I take one breast into my mouth as much as I can and give it a hard suck. God I love her tits.

She takes my head into her hands and kisses me again and again. She becomes aware that our naked bodies are pressed against each other and she can feel the heat of my pussy against hers. She starts to grind her hips creating a little friction against my clit but not enough to get me off. I really need to cum now, I’m getting desperate.

“I’ve never done anything like this with a boy or a girl. I never dreamed anything could be this good!” I love the thought that I’ve launched this beautiful girl into a life of pleasure but I still need to cum. The frustration is becoming overwhelming. I arch my back to push my pussy harder into hers and free my tits so she can suck them. Shamima needs no second invitation. She notices my nipple ring for the first time and takes the ring and my nipple into her mouth and sucks and pulls like a mad thing. The sensation of pleasure and bit of pain are getting me so close.

The door opens with a crash! “What’s going on in here?” There is a flash and click and it’s clear a picture has been taken.

I stand up and snarl. “What the fuck are you doing?” Shamima screams and tries to cover her pussy and tits.

“I can certainly see who the fuck you’re doing.” Says Bill smugly. “Shut up both of you. You’ll do what I tell you or these pictures will be with management and on the internet in 10 minutes.” I briefly consider jumping him but he’s a big guy and I realise that the only option is to comply. Shamima has sat up on the edge of the table still covering herself and has started to cry.

“Stop snivelling!” His harsh tone shocks Shamima and she manages to stop crying apart from the occasional sniff. “We’re going to do this my way. Once off and it’s over. You get the picture at the end of the session. Clear?” I nod. I nudge Shamima and she nods as well.

“Now I liked what I was seeing and what I heard. I think it’s time for you ladies to swap.” I like what I hear but I try to hide it. Shamima stands up woodenly still covering herself. I take her place on the desk. I sit on the edge and pull her towards me. I kiss her gently on the lips and lick her tears away. I pull her close and hug her. She relaxes a little and drops her arms allowing our breasts to touch and her nipples start to harden again.

I bursa bayan escort push her head down and she takes my nipple ring into her mouth and I can see she’s starting to get into it again and has almost forgotten Bill. I can see him over her shoulder rubbing his cock through his trousers and it looks like it could be a decent size.

Shamima glides her hand down over my stomach and flicks my clit with her nails. I’m really pleasantly surprised and a flood of wetness begins to ooze out of my pussy. She uses her other hand to part my lips and slips 2 fingers in and starts to pump them in and out while rubbing my clit at the same time. I’m still really turned on from before and I can feel my orgasm building. Shamima bites my other nipple hard and I groan out loud. I glance at Bill again and he’s naked and he has an 8 inch cock uncut and he’s sliding the foreskin back and forwards. The pre-cum on the tip of his cock glistens in the light and he squeezes a drop which falls to the floor. I can’t take it any more and my pussy starts to contract and pulse and I’m cumming, gripping Shamima’s fingers hard.

As my orgasm starts to subside I open my eyes and see that Shamima has her head back and is biting her lip. I look down and see that Bill is on his knees, has her butt cheeks spread wide and is shoving his tongue up her ass for all he’s worth. I push them back and to give me space to kneel in front of Shamima and I start tongue fucking her. She twists putting one hand on my head to push it harder into her pussy and one hand on Bill to push him harder into her ass. She cums again, her pussy juice flooding my face and dripping down onto my tits.

“Can’t stand it any more.” She moans and collapses onto the floor. Bill sees the juice on my tits and pulls me towards him using my nipple ring. I gasp as it’s really sore but he stops and begins licking the juice and sucking my nipples. He’s really going wild and I realise he hasn’t cum yet. I grab hold of his cock and balls. If he can be rough so can I.

I pinch one ball and he bites my nipple. I pinch the other one and he tips his head back and howls. He practically throws me to the floor and pins my arms above my head and positions his cock at the entrance to my pussy. It seems to be even bigger than 8 inches. He slams it into me and pounds away like there’s no tomorrow. He has no technique but his urgency is really getting to me and my pussy is making erotic squelching noises as I’m so wet.

He seems to have lost all control and he’s rutting like an animal, grunting and giving me sharp nips with his teeth. I’m losing it and biting him in return all sense of where we are lost, just trying to fuck him as hard as he’s fucking me. I rake my finger nails down his back and I’m pretty sure I’ve drawn blood. He doesn’t even seem to notice.

Shamima crawls over and slaps him hard on the ass, two, three, four times. She reaches around and I see him flinch as she rams a finger up his ass and then seconds later she rams a finger up my ass. I can see he’s going to cum and I’m nearly there and then the wave breaks over me as he starts to pump his cum, spurt after spurt into my cunt. The finger in my ass is waggling making my orgasm extend as my ass is so sensitive I can cum from that alone.

We collapse in a heap and take a few minutes to disengage ourselves. We lean against the nearest piece of furniture and wait to get our breath back. When we’ve calmed down I ask Bill for the camera and picture. He laughs, reaches for his pocket and pulls out the flash for an SLR. “I didn’t have a camera and I couldn’t miss this opportunity.”

“We’ll forgive you this once. Now help me get the place back in shape I’ve got a plane to catch and I’m going to be late.”

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A series of stories about the pleasures of youth and the fun had during those glory years…

Story Nine — Can’t Say No

After listening to Carolee Donahue sing another chorus of “I Can’t Say No” from that year’s spring musical: Oklahoma!, I pulled my baseball cap down a little further to hide my eyes, sighed and prayed that I wasn’t going to throw up.

Looking out the door I could see several members of the baseball team heading down the hall to go practice for Saturday’s game. I quickly turned and walked backstage so that they wouldn’t see me and I wouldn’t have to speak to them.

Man, trying out for the spring musical had seemed like a good idea at the time. After all, I’d been banging Carolee for two months. Pretty much since I’d won my division at the state wrestling championships. On the football field I was excellent, if no quarterback, but on the mat I was phenomenal. Carolee had been so hot for me at the time; there was no way I was going to turn that down. When an injury sidelined me from the start of baseball season, I’d willingly taken a part in the chorus line for the musical just so I could be a little closer to her. She had beautiful, full tits with large ripe nipples and a hairy bush hiding between her round, creamy thighs. I wanted to be near that, and in that, as often as possible. And I mean I may be a jock, but I could hold my own on stage and carry a tune. I got my fine tenor voice from my Irish grandfather.

Yeah, it had seemed like a good idea at the time.

Of course, the best laid plans always go wrong. Carolee hadn’t gotten the part she wanted, which really was no surprise in retrospect. A new girl to the school, Jolene, had snapped the part right out from under her. It isn’t easy to go from lead three years running to second fiddle. But Jolene had a set of pipes that would make a professional singer jealous. And she also had another set of pipes if you catch my drift. She was a dark haired, doe eyed good looker.

No doubt about that.

I just hadn’t bargained for a girlfriend who was going to act like she was premenstrual 24/7. I made a mental note that it was a good idea to stop nailing actresses in the future. Way too much drama on stage and off. And I discovered that when Carolee got angry, she got focused.

Sex was no longer on her priority list.

Another wistful sigh passed uncontrollably from my lips, and that was another sign to me that I’d rather be out on the field with my buddies getting dirty than line dancing in the theatre.

“Heya, Marc,” said Ryan Ford, coming up to me and giving me his big puppy dog grin.

Ryan was what we at school called a drama geek. But he was a real good guy. I liked him and we’d always been on friendly terms in the halls or in class, and we’d gotten along well working on the musical over the last few weeks. For a theatre person, he seemed pretty ripped up. Guess working out for ballet really paid off for him. I’d tried several times to get him to go out for one of the athletic teams at school, preferably one of the ones I lettered on: football, wrestling or baseball. Hell, I also played lacrosse, hockey and rugby. But Ryan never took me up on the offer. He never really wanted to hang out with the guys too much either.

So naturally I’d always assumed he was kinda queer.

“Hey dude, how’s it hanging?” I responded sullenly.

“I never understand why you jocks use that expression,” he said, a little too animated, “Look, I just wanted to let you know that Mrs. Miller called off work on our scenes tonight, so you’re free to go home early if you want.”

“Great,” I said, again with less enthusiasm than I’d intended.

My buddies Steve and Greg were also on the baseball team, and consequently both at practice. There were a few guys that I could have called to hang out with, but I was taking some shit for agreeing to add my voice to the musical. While they were all cool with it, that didn’t mean they couldn’t use it as an excuse to rag on me. And I didn’t really feel like listening to it tonight.

“Carolee’s got to rehearse tonight though,” he added, then after seeing my face added, “You sound a little down.”

“Yeah, man,” I said, “I guess it’s just been one of those weeks.”

He nodded sympathetically, and then put his hand conspiratorially on my shoulder.

“Look,” he said, “I know that we’ve never really hung out or anything outside of school, but a couple of us are going back to my place to order a pizza and maybe watch a movie. You’re welcome to come along if you want.”

When I made no immediate response he added hastily as if really thinking through what he’d just asked me, “But if you’re busy or something don’t worry about it. I mean I understand.”

He was trying politely to give me a way out. And I admit hanging out with members of the drama club was not exactly my idea of a good time, but beggars can’t always be choosers, can they?

“Sure, man,” I said, after a pause, “That’d be cool. Why don’t I follow you over in my truck?”

“Great,” he said, “Just give me a second and we’ll head over.”

I etiler escort wrote Carolee a note and stuck it on her backpack. She was ass deep in choreography and I knew there’d be no way to get her attention before it was time to go.

When I met up with Ryan there were a couple other guys with him, Jesse and Trevor. And one girl: Jolene. My eyebrows rose a little when I saw her. We hadn’t really been introduced yet, but I’d caught her checking me out on more than one occasion, and I hadn’t missed the fact that she’d even been to a couple of my matches during the season.

I didn’t say anything to Ryan about the make up of the company.

The ride to Ryan’s took about a half hour as he lived away from the school out in the country a ways. We met his parents going out as we were arriving; apparently they were off to some dinner thing. They seemed nice and moderately wealthy, judging by their home, and I assumed that they probably moved in the same circles my own parents did.

Although I’d never met them before.

We settled in on the couches and shot the shit for awhile, drank some sodas and laughed a lot. It felt good to laugh. The drama geeks and I were pleasantly surprised to find that we had all kinds of things in common. Then pizza arrived and the sun started to go down. Jolene reached for the remote and flipped through the channels.

“Who wants a beer?” Ryan asked.

“You drink beer?” I asked him stunned.

“Yeah, of course I do,” said Ryan, “Why? Don’t you? I thought all you jocks drank beer.”

“I’ll have one,” said Jolene.

“Uh, yeah,” I stumbled, “I guess I will have one.”

Jesse and Trevor both decided to try a little something other than soda too.

“Good that’s settled then. Hey, Marc,” Ryan asked, “Can you come and give me a hand with the beer, it’s in the garage?”

“Sure,” I told him.

I got up and followed him out to the garage.

When we got there, he grabbed a six pack from the shelf and, turning, asked me, “So what do you think about Jolene?”

“What do you mean?” I responded.

I knew as soon as I said it that I sounded clueless. He apparently had higher expectations from me, no doubt based on my reputation as a player.

“You know,” he said, all shit eating grin, looking very mischievous, “In the horizontal, I want to fuck your brains out, kind of way.”

“I think she looks pretty good,” I replied, still perhaps a little unsure of where this was all going.

I felt like I was going to get punked at any minute.

“Is that all?” he asked, disbelievingly.

“No, I think she’s got an ass built for fucking and a mouth built for sucking,” I said, “How’s that?”

“Much better,” he replied, satisfied, “I think she’s pretty hot too.”

“You do?” I asked and again could have smacked myself on the forehead for sounding clueless.

“Yeah,” he said low and dirty, after setting the beer down, putting his hand on an imaginary ass, and mimicked humping the air like he was doing a girl doggy style.

“I like my pussy fresh and wet,” he added with a low growl, eyes closed.

So much for being kinda queer. My whole evaluation of Ryan was changing rapidly, as he gave an impression that would be more befitting of a locker room.

“Not all you jocks get to have all the fun you know.”

“So I gather,” I said in wonder.

“Of course,” he said, “The question is are you up for it?”

“Up for it?”

“You know…” he said conspiratorially, “Up for it. Willing to put your dick where her mouth is, so to speak?”

“Dude,” I said, “I’m seeing Carolee.”

“That’s a little disappointing jock strap,” he said, “Cause I’d heard that you had the most points in the local pussy posse. I thought tonight we might have the chance to add one more.”

He was referring to a small, exclusive league of dudes, including myself, who had put together a small group for fun and games. The only goal of course was to see who could have sex with the most women before graduation. Inventiveness was encouraged. But you had to bring back proof in the form of panties and a credible witness who could confirm you literally closed on the deal. Preferably another member of the posse itself, but in a pinch an outsider would do. I know it was incredibly juvenile and demeaning to the women, but we never forced any of them.

And to tell the truth I think they liked being pursued.

I had scored around thirty-six verifiable points according to the rules, covering girls in three counties. Although I’d scored nearly twice as many including fucking without the benefit of the necessary witnesses. The trouble was I took time off to actually date women. We all did more or less. I was doing more than all right, but I think I could have been legendary though if I’d been more dedicated to the art of the one night stand.

“Listen ballet boy,” I said puffing out my chest and my pride, “I’m down anytime, anyplace. If you got the pussy, I’ll make the time.”

“That’s just what I wanted to hear,” he said, grin restored, eskort istanbul “Because the time is now, and the place is here. I’ve got the pussy in the living room with Jesse and Trevor.”

“So how do you want to play it ballet boy?” I asked him.

“I think it’ll play itself. Trevor and Jesse are so horny they’d fuck their own sisters, but they’re virgins all the way. We just need a few good men to show them how it’s done.”

That was enough for me. We took the beer back into the living room.

When we got there we found that Jolene had put the porn channel on, but it was locked out and the picture wasn’t coming through.

“How do you get this to work Ryan?” asked Jolene.

Ryan gave me a look as if to say: What did I tell you? He walked over on the couch and sat next to Jolene.

“I see you guys have been busy looking for good quality viewing material. Let me show you how to unlock it,” he murmured.

In a flash we were watching tits and ass cavorting with thick, young dicks and we were loving it.

After about twenty minutes, Ryan had managed to maneuver his arm up on the back of the couch. It was not quite around Jolene. Yet. But it could be the second he was ready to make a move. I sat over on the easy chair, near the couch. Trevor and Jesse had moved to the floor for a closer view of the television. We were all talking porn and cracking jokes about willing women and well endowed men.

“So, Marc,” Ryan asked me, casually putting his arm up on the couch, “Do you like porn?”

“Yeah, man,” I replied, not taking my eyes off the screen.

“What about you?” he whispered in Jolene’s ear.

He spoke so softly that I could barely hear him.

At that moment his arm came down around Jolene. She didn’t move away, snuggling into the crook of his shoulder instead.

He whispered something else in her ear. This time too low for me to understand. But my attention was pulled away from the screen to watch his free hand slide down her thigh and caress her pussy through her blue jeans.

She was definitely hot for it and she melted against his body. Her attention was fixed on him totally. Their lips locked together, tasting each other’s tongues. Then her left hand snaked down to the zipper of his jeans, so that she could get her much needed satisfaction.

The time was ripe and Ryan was taking advantage of it.

He was clearly feeling some pressure in his pants, so he helped Jolene to unzip his jeans. If that hadn’t been enough to get the attention of Jesse and Trevor, the fact that Jolene’s was now moaning certainly was. She slipped down to the floor, kneeling in front of Ryan and took his exposed cock into her mouth.

On her knees she was an even more beautiful sight with that ass waving in the air.

“Take off your jeans,” Ryan instructed her.

Jolene reluctantly pulled away and stood up to face him, her back to the rest of us. In the sexiest possible way she peeled off her tight fitting jeans.

If her ass in jeans was a sight to behold, her ass out of those same jeans would have made even the angels weep for joy. I felt like a sailor catching sight of dry land for the first time in months. And, oh, what was waiting for me on that heavenly shore.

But Ryan wasn’t finished yet. His careful eye appraised her body from top to bottom, and I saw that his gaze clearly lingered on the space between her thighs. His lascivious grin told me exactly what he thought of what he saw.

“Take off your shirt,” he intoned again.

She ever so slowly complied with his instructions until she was only in her white bra and panties.

I let out a long, low whistle of appreciation.

“Damn,” was all I head from Trevor.

Jesse apparently was speechless.

Ryan’s cock was at full mast, filled out, and even though he was just above average, especially compared to me, it was long and thick all the same. Jolene took to it with a will and bent in to give him a real thorough oral examination.

He pushed her head down on top of him to make sure that she was giving it her all, and he let his head fall back in contentment. His famous puppy dog grin, once again plastered on his face, had by now taken on the aspects of a hound dogger’s leer.

And meanwhile Jolene was sucking him like a vacuum.

No wonder he had an expression like that.

Jesse, Trevor and I all watched with interest, our minds no longer on the television screen.

I saw her pussy and that’s what captivated me the most. I was fairly certain that Trevor and Jesse weren’t queer, because Ryan had obviously invited them. But from their reaction to recent events I was equally certain that neither of them had ever seen a live woman before in the state of undress that Jolene was in.

That’s when I decided to make my move and take matters into my own hands. Quite literally.

Her ass was just there. Man, it was so nice, so round, so inviting. It was calling to me: Marc, don’t you want a piece of this flesh? And I did. Very much so. It had been at least three weeks since Carolee had escort levent put out anything for me. I don’t like table scraps and I’m not a man that usually has to beg for his supper. But I’d been so busy that it actually hadn’t occurred to me what state my balls were in. Man, they were aching for some action. They had a word with my dick, and suddenly I realized I was ready to go.

So I went on a recon expedition to see what was out in there in the jungle.

I got down on my hands and knees and I prowled over to where she was and sniffed at the luscious smell coming out of her pussy like a dog. Her pussy was covered with her lacy underthings, but I licked at it through the fabric anyways. And her juices were fresh. She must have been red hot, because my tongue was like a lightening rod and I could feel her subtle convulsions. My hand went up on her ass to serve the dual purpose of steadying myself and feeling the firm, yet supple flesh.

Oh, I could most definitely have died happy right then and there.

But there was no need for such a drastic act. The juices were good, but I wanted to taste flesh. Pushing aside the panties, her treasure was revealed to me in all its naked glory. My tongue confirmed what my dick could have told me in time: Her flesh was firm and parted to reveal a long, dark tunnel that was any young, straight man’s wet dream.

It was a thing of joy and a thing of beauty.

The thing that provides the response which make us men.

I sucked on it. I used all the skill that I’d acquired in my years of sexual intimacy. Every trick. Everything. And I was rewarded with her juices flowing on my chin. And Ryan was rewarded when she sucked his dick ever so much harder as a result. Even Trevor and Jesse got something out of it, because watching a live show is its own reward.

Oh, God! I could have remained like that forever. Eating her juices, sucking her little button and pulling her flesh into and out of my mouth. Tasting her again and again. Some guys just like to get their dicks waxed, but I’ve often thought that those guys, who can’t appreciate the taste of pussy, and the act of cunnilingus, are missing out on whole avenues of pleasure.

Sometimes it truly is better to give than to receive.

But at the same token, a woman who can only cum by being eaten out has never experienced my dick before.

Now I don’t like to brag…no wait a minute, I’m a southern man, of course I like to brag…but my monster cock can give a woman a ride like she’s never had before. And my cock was aching for glory.

It was time for a little tit for my tat. She’d received her pleasure. I knew she’d cum already, because I’d tasted it.

Then I heard Ryan tell me, “Fuck her man.”

As if I needed incentive.

The other guys had their cocks out by now, but I wasn’t going to leave this poor pussy to the likes of two back woods virgins, neither of whom measured more than half way up a ruler. No, this was a delicate flower that needed to be treated right. Maybe back then I wasn’t as suave and steady a lover as I am now. But I made up for it with passion, a zest for inventiveness and a willingness to learn.

I stood up and pulled off my t-shirt, revealing my muscular body, powerful and shredded from my hours spent in the school gym and on the playing field. Let all these fuckers see a real jock stud in all his glory. I then undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and stepped out of them. All that remained were my boxers. With a need for speed, they sailed off onto the floor as quickly as my outerwear had. I would like to tell you that I revealed my pride and joy slowly to a stunned audience, but frankly I’d been at full mast for a few minutes and I didn’t think I could wait for the applause.

When Jolene felt my hands on her ass, she peeked around from her labors to see me edged up behind her. My cocky confidence was on display as I brought my dick up to her backside. I let it lie there against the crack of her ass basking in the luxuriating warmth. The moment was to be savored as I quivered with anticipation for the time when I would have her first. Despite my callous attitude in the manner in which I actively seduced as many chicks as possible, I consider it a great honor when a woman allows me take pleasure in her body, and thereby return the favor to her.

I know that I can’t say no to a willing pussy, because I just love women too much.

My fingers slipped down her crack and pulled apart her delicate lips, providing a compelling entrance for that part of me that was about to set forth on its urgent business.

“Holy shit!” I heard Jesse exclaim as he saw what was actually about to happen.

Jolene smiled at me. Taking in every detail of the size of my cock with her eyes, but saying nothing, and then she returned to Ryan who watched us all with the benevolent patience of a man who knows he’s going to get everything he wants.

My dick was large and heavy, and after a few initial failed attempts to enter her chamber, I used my free hand to guide the way. Soon my mushroom head was lodged where it needed to be. Without effort my big cock began pushing into her. The other two boys on the floor had gotten up and stood around watching me plunge my cock deep into her cunt, inch by inch, her recent cum providing the necessary lubricant, until slowly I’d completely filled her.

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“It’s cold in here,” I mumbled, trying to hold back a giggle.

“It’s no wonder you’re cold baby, you’re half-naked,” my fiancé, Adam, said.

It was 2:30 in the morning and I was DRUNK. Adam, myself, and a friend of ours, David, were drinking Jack Daniels and Coke and hanging out, just having a good time. But what David didn’t know, is that Adam and I had other plans.

We had been interested in a threesome with another man for a while, and David was perfect for the task. I had been “fuck-buddies” with him long before Adam and I got together, and to be honest, I missed his nice hard cock (He was always awesome in bed). Adam had told me that he wanted to fuck me while I sucked another man off, and even let the man fuck me while he sat back and watched. I liked the idea, so we started tossing names to see who would do it, or who we could ask. So, I asked him what he thought about David. Knowing about my past with him, he just sat back, smiled, then told me to go get him for us. I asked David about it a few times, and he always jokingly said that he wanted to fuck me again, but it never really seemed like he was interested. So, Adam and I decided to just go for it. We invited David over for a few drinks, and he supplied the Jack Daniels, so we got the coke.

David got off of work at around 11 pm, and as soon as he got here, the liquor started to flow. Now, I am a pretty hard drinker. I can usually drink most sailors under the table. But for some reason, the alcohol went right to my head. After my fifth or sixth bağcılar escort (I lost count), I couldn’t focus my eyes anymore. I knew I was gone, but no one else was. Next thing I know, I’m asking them if they wanted me to model some of my more “scandalous” clothing. Of course, I got a big “YES”.

I popped into the bedroom, my head swimming, and started to look for what I would wear for them. Then I found it. Adam once made me a pair of “fuck-me” shorts. He took an old pair of my jeans and turned them into jean thongs. He said he wanted to see more of my beautiful ass.

So, I threw those on with a blue baby-tee and a pair of black high-heels, then I strode out into the living room. It was completely quiet, but they sure did stare holes into me.

It felt great. I had them both in the palms of my hands, and I loved it. I strutted around for a few, then decided to play the shy card, mainly because I knew that it turned David on.

I sat back on the couch and crossed my legs, just grinning wickedly at both of them. At this point, I could see them both bulge in their pants. I just continued to drink and have some fun. Joking and laughing, and taking any excuse to go to the bathroom, or go into the kitchen, just to tease them a bit.

We started to watch a few movies, and then popped a porno into the VCR. I took this as a great opportunity. I asked Adam to go into the bedroom and get me a blanket to lay on. I pulled up some pillows and laid down on my belly in front bayan escortlar of the TV, giving the two of them a nice view of my ass.

I laid there on the floor for a little while, listening to them make comments about me and how I looked. All of a sudden, I stood up and dropped the shorts, saying they were un-comfy. then took off the shirt, saying it made my back itch.

So there I was, naked on my living room floor, with two horny ass men staring at me with lust in their eyes. I just rolled back over, teasing them and watched some more of the porno, and getting really hot.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood up and stated, “I am going into the bedroom now, if anyone would like sex, follow me.”

No sooner did I get into the bedroom and fall onto the bed then they were both in there with me. David sat in my computer chair and Adam and I put on a little show for him.

Adam is great at eating pussy, so he started to do his finest. He pushed me onto my back and ran his tongue over my clit. I was in heaven and began to moan. Every time his tongue touched me, it sent electric shocks all through my body. The fact that David was watching us had us both hot.

Adam started to finger-fuck me while he lapped at my clit, and that drove me over the edge. I came hard and fast, writhing on the bed, listening to Adam and David moan as well.

Adam then started again with renewed fervor, and I got a great idea. I turned him around and sixty-nined with him, sucking his dick while beyoğlu escort he tongue-fucked me. I snuck a glance at David and saw him smile at me as his fingers followed the ever-growing bulge in his jeans. That was almost too much, and it threw me into another hard orgasm.

I laid back on the bed and Adam got me a cigarette, giving me a chance to relax.

“Nice show, ” David said with an evil grin on his face.

“I thought so, ” Adam smirked, his cock bulging and purple.

“So, hun, you gonna come over here and join us or what?” I asked David.

He then slowly got up and stood at the end of the bed. I got on all fours as he dropped his pants, and I swallowed his hard cock whole.

It had been a very long time since I had had David’s dick in my mouth and I was loving ever minute of it. Then I felt Adam push his cock into my pussy. I almost screamed. It felt so good. I was really enjoying myself, and apparently so were they.

I pulled David onto the bed and let him lay down. I sucked his cock hard while Adam fucked me from behind. We went on like that for quite some time, the I knew they were gonna blow.

I clenched my pussy muscles up to make it nice and tight for Adam while I pushed up the pace with David.

Then, when the moans were indistinguishable as to who’s were who’s, I came, and so did they. I had one cock fill my pussy with cum while another filled my mouth. That made me cum again.

We stayed like that for a while, locked together, then we finally collapsed.

David had to go home, but made us promise that we’d do it again. We did, and after he left, Adam and I fucked till dawn.

That was one of the most erotic experiences in my life, and guess what…

David is coming over again tomorrow to “hang-out” again.

Life is good.

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We had known one another for about a year on that hot summers night, when I was just relaxing in the house, hanging out with Cathy and sitting in the garden drinking wine.

Six of us were due to start sharing a student house in the Autumn of 2003. We’d all met in halls, all got along and decided to not go for the more intimate house shares, the twos and threes, of some of our friends, but instead to rent a large, six bedroomed “party house” in the middle of the town. Certainly, we’d already had some parties by then in halls, not least the party of three that I’d had with Steve and his girlfriend in the kitchen in the spring. Cathy and I were already moved in, Steve was due the next day and the rest were to follow over the course of the summer. We were excited… our first house!

So, sitting in the garden with Cathy, it was just hitting dusk when Steve phoned and asked me what I was doing. Not much, I conceded, drinking and hanging out. I told him that I was excited for his moving in tomorrow, and that was when he told me that he had a slight problem: he hadn’t actually packed his stuff up from halls yet, as, and he thought he’d mentioned this, he’d been away with some lads from the rowing club for a few days and it had been a bit of a bender. I rolled my eyes. This was classic Steve: late to his own funeral. Deadlines were never met, he never turned up on time and now he hadn’t packed.

“Could you come and help, Michelle? Ask Cath as well?” he asked, pleadingly. I looked over at Cathy, who was flicking through a magazine with one hand and holding her wine glass with the other. I knew she had an early start working in the student one-stop shop and no way would she agree.

“Cath’s at work tomorrow.” I said. “And I’m not in the mood to come and pack up all your pants and socks.”

“Please Miche,” he pleaded again, “I will buy you a bottle of wine and you can drink it while we pack….?” He sounded pretty pathetic. I laughed, he knew that the promise of wine would get me over there, especially as I’d just drunk the better half of a bottle and my student budget didn’t allow for anymore.

“Okay, okay,” I said, “I’ll be over in twenty minutes.”

Walking along the river, it dawned on me how warm it actually was. People were spilling out onto the tow path from the bars along the way, and dragonflies buzzed over the reeds on the bank. It was a beautiful night to be alive. However, Steve’s room was on the 16th floor of a tower block. I didn’t remember much from GCSE Science, but I knew that heat rises and it was going to be hot up there. I sighed. Trust Steve to con me into this. It had better be bloody good wine.

It was, as I sadly could have guessed, terrible wine. A really sharp Chardonnay, which tasted like vinegar and actually made me recoil at the first sip.

“Fuck Steve! This is disgusting!” I said. It didn’t stop me taking another gulp though. “Blergh.” He laughed.

“Well you don’t have to drink it.”

“You know I do. It’s the only thing that will make this bearable.” The room was a pigsty. When he said he hadn’t packed he meant it. He hadn’t even picked his socks up from the last month by the looks of it. The door opened, and Ben walked in. He was another guy who lived on Steve’s corridor, similar age to Steve- about 23 or 24 to most of our 18 or 19- and he was carrying some cardboard boxes.

“You can have these, mate.” He said. I’d met Ben once or twice before, but couldn’t claim to know him. He wasn’t on my course or anything but he had been at the odd party. “You’re brave,” he added, addressing me, “moving in with this untidy bastard.” He grinned. “Michelle, isn’t it?” I nodded.

“You’ve met Michelle before.” Steve said, absent-mindedly, flicking through some CDs to put into one of the boxes. “She’s the one who had the threesome with me and Louise, I told you all about it.” I blushed scarlet. I wasn’t embarrassed by the threesome, but I was embarrassed that he was mentioning it so casually, like I had threesomes all the time.

“He’s such a gent, isn’t he?” Ben laughed. I giggled too, laughing seemed the best way to carry it off.

“Oh shut up,” Steve said, “she’s a firecracker, she doesn’t care.”

A good couple of hours passed, the wine was drunk and we’d packed most of the stuff up, and I slumped down on the bed. I had well had enough.

“Have you got any more wine, Steve?” I asked. He was slumped in the easy chair on the other side of the room, equally fed up with packing. We were both sweating with the heat, despite both being dressed in next to nothing- Steve just in shorts now, and me in a flimsy summer dress. He shook his head.

“Nope. No wine. But there are some bits of spirits in the kitchen.” I needed more drink if we were going to do more packing. I told Steve this. “Okay, let’s go and have a look then, you massive piss head.” I laughed. I wasn’t a huge drinker, but this was the most monotonous job in the world. It called for booze.

Ben mecidiyeköy escort was sitting in the kitchen, with a girl I’d never seen before. They were rolling up their own cigarettes and had the remnants of a bottle of Vodka on the table, as well as two glasses. They looked up as we entered through the swingdoor.

“Hey, how goes the packing?” Ben asked. I just rolled my eyes. Steve grinned

“Yeah, good. Getting my little work horse over was a good idea.” I rolled my eyes again. “What are you two up to?” Ben shook his head,

“Not much. Just having a drink. Do you two want one?” I nodded enthusiastically and Ben got up and went to the cupboard to get two more tumblers. “Michelle, this is Diane by the way. My girlfriend.” I nodded at her and she nodded back and smiled.

“I’ve seen you around, Michelle.” She began. “You do History with my friend Chloe.” I knew Chloe well.

“Ah right. You live in her halls do you?” She nodded.

“Yeah, roomates.” Now I thought of it I had once seen Diane, hanging around outside the main block of my subject, waiting for Chloe. She was a distinctive looking blonde, tall and busy, and so pale her skin almost looked translucent. Steve and I sat down and Ben poured the Vodka.

“So what’s the most daring thing you’ve ever done?” An hour had passed, all thoughts of packing had gone out of the window, and Ben was topping up Diane’s glass as I sank the last of my own Vodka. Diane considered it.

“I….” she was struggling for an answer. “I kissed a girl on new years eve once, in a game of truth or dare.” Steve chuckled.

“That’s rubbish. Come on. Even I’ve kissed another bloke in truth or dare.” Ben smirked at that.

“Have you? That’s not the image I have of you at all.” I laughed. Steve seemingly ignored the comment.

“And Michelle here can top that ten times over,” I kicked him under the table, he continued regardless, “she had a threesome with me and Louise a few months back.” Diane seemed shocked. Who else was he broadcasting this to?

“Which,” I began slightly drunkenly, “was clearly the biggest thrill of Steve’s sad little life as he won’t shut up about it.” Diane and Ben laughed and Steve scowled. He kicked me back under the table and I broke into giggles, which Steve quickly reciprocated.

“In fact,” Steve began, “I bet she’d initiate you into the world of girl on girl if you like.” I stopped giggling and wondered what Steve was up to. Had he got me here knowing that this might happen? Was this something him and Ben had cooked up together? I thought about it. I really fancied Steve, always had, and would definitely have sex with him tonight if he was up for it. I had thought that even as I was walking over to the flats. He was still with Louise, but I knew they had an open agreement about this kind of thing, and especially with me as he’d done it before. What about Ben and Diane? I was game if they were, to be honest. I could push this, especially since the threesome.

I’d become much bolder and had even gone to bed with Louise on her own, completely with Steve’s blessing, one night a few weeks ago. She’d initiated me into the ways of lesbianism after telling me all about her ex, who was a girl. We’d all been out and she’d just dropped it into conversation. I was a bit shocked to be honest. I knew, obviously that she liked girls, but I thought more in threesomes and as a side dish to guys, not just on their own. I had probed her more about it. As it turned out, Steve was the first boyfriend she’d ever had, until this point all her relationships had been with women. For some reason, this had really turned me on, and I told her so. Ever the little devil, she reached over and kissed me passionately, causing a few lads, including the ones we were out with, to whoop and cheer. She whispered hotly in my ear to meet me outside in five minutes. Flushed and with a wetness in my knickers, I nodded dumbly and downed the rest of my cocktail.

Once outside the club, I found her already there, smoking a cigarette. She dropped it as soon as she saw me walk out. Without speaking she pinned me against the wall and kissed me again. She tasted smoky and sexy. Her perfume- Chanel- wafted up from her chest and her long, blonde hair smelt of strawberries. I groaned with lust. What was going on? I didn’t fancy girls.

“You are so fucking sexy, Michelle.” she panted, breaking away from the kiss. Her hand shot between my legs, underneath my short skirt and into my black thong. She roughly pushed two fingers into me. “I’ve texted Steve and told him you’re coming back to my room.” I had no choice. Louise had made up her mind and I was going with her.

Once in her halls of residence we ran up the stairs, excited like a couple of school girls, laughing as we ran. She fumbled with her key and we fell onto the bed, snogging and groping and panting. She kicked the door shut and lifted her dress over her head. Stood before me in just her şişli escort red bra and mismatching blue knickers, she was beautiful.

“Take your clothes off.” She urged. I pulled my own dress off and she discarded her own underwear as I unhooked my bra. She got onto the bed and pulled my thong off, revealing my bald pussy. She pushed me back onto the bed and kissed my neck. “I’m going to kiss every inch of your perfect body.” She whispered. I groaned, and she kissed down my neck towards my breasts. My nipples stood to attention and she stroked her whole hand over my left tit, onto my stomach. She was inches from my cunt, and it throbbed, longing to be touched. I put my hand on hers and guided it down. “All in good time.” She whispered.

I don’t know how long she spent touching and kissing me, but I know that as I laid on my back in the soft lamp light she put me through the agony and the ecstasy of ultimate desire. She licked and sucked and nibbled at my flesh, and I was covered in goose bumps as she worked her way along every inch of my skin, apart from my bald, dripping pussy. Eventually, after what seemed like hours, she positioned herself between my legs and I shivered with anticipation. She kissed my inner thighs and licked the hairless mound above my sex, making me moan in anticipation. And then finally, for just a second, her tongue touched my clit. Like a lizard poking out it’s pointy little tongue, she jabbed at it, and then stopped, moving back to my inner thighs. I cried out, thinking I could cum just from that brief touch. And then she suddenly went for it in earnest, lapping at my hard, erect clitoris, causing spasms in my vagina and sudden, immediate pleasure to course through my limbs. She slid two fingers inside of me, and then a third and suddenly I was orgasming around her fingers, against her tongue. She must have made me cum six or seven times in ten minutes, manipulating my cunt as only another woman could, knowing exactly when to lick and when to suck, when to be rough and when to be gentle.

Finally, after more than hour, it was Louise’s turn to be pleasured. She laid back on the bed and I sat, gazing at her.

“I’ve never been with a woman, other than during our threesome.” I said softly. She stroked my hair from my forehead.

“Just do what feels natural.” She said. “It will be amazing.” I breathed in, nervous, and decided to start just as she had with me, kissing her neck. She moaned with pleasure and I stroked her lovely skin. It was white and pale and flawless. It seemed to glow in the dim light of the room. She was truly beautiful. I told her. “You are too.” She said, her eyes closed, her body responding to my gentle touch. I cupped her large, firm left breast in my hand. It was amazing to touch another woman and be so turned on by it. I sucked her nipple into my mouth. I was nervous about licking her pussy, but at the same time desperate to begin. Unable to tease her the way she had teased me, I moved straight down to her wet, warm hole and parted the lips of her snatch. She wasn’t bald like me, but the light hair on it was blonde and soft. She smelt wonderful. I poked my tongue out and made contact with her big and hard clit. She groaned. I lapped at it as she had to mine and she seemed to be enjoying it. “Fuck it with your tongue.” She said. I penetrated the hole with my tongue and she cried out. I slid two fingers in and thrusted them in and out, whilst sucking her clit into my mouth. Warm wetness gushed out of her onto my fingers. I took that as a sign to continue and sucked and licked further. This went on for some minutes, all the while Louise thrashed around on the bed, crying out and moaning and yelping as her body came ever further toward orgasm. And then it happened, the unmistakable spasms of her beautiful little hot box around my mouth and hand. She screamed with pleasure as she came.

As she came down from her orgasm, I laid back down beside her, in a beautiful glow of pure sex. She kissed my ear and neck and then whispered,

“Get on all fours for me.” She got up and moving across the room, rummaged in a drawer before pulling out what was obviously a strap-on. I was, for some reason, shocked that she should have such a thing just knocking around, but strangely not surprised either. “I’m going to fuck your brains out.” I shivered with lust and somehow became more turned on as I watched this very womanly shaped girl hoist on straps and buckles that suddenly made her a beautiful chick with a dick. Her beautiful, full breasts looked all the more sensual above a long, hard cock, and I arranged myself on all fours, my back to her, my cunt open and ready. The cock went up inside her, so I knew that as she pounded me she would be pleasured herself. She pushed the head of the plastic phallus into me, and we both moaned in unison as its entire length filled me.

A wonderful advantage to being fucked by a woman with a strap-on that I had never considered was the fact that she taksim escort could go on and on. I must have come five or ten times as she manipulated me into every position imaginable, and she came with me, long, sweaty, screaming orgasms that contorted her face and flushed her chest and breasts crimson. We finished with me on my back, her holding my ankles as far apart as they could go, our orgasms simultaneous, our cries joining together as we reached the absolute pinnacle of pleasure.

So, was I keen to fuck Diane? Yes. Definitely. Was I keen for what could potentially be a foursome on this hot night in the kitchen of the halls I was meant to be moving Steve out of? I was. I threw the Vodka down my throat, stood up and reached for Diane’s hand. She took it.

Ben and Steve were agog, as I lead her to the work surface, and remembering the threesome and my first experience with a girl, hoisted her up onto it.

“Are you into this?” I asked her. She seemed scared, but nodded. “Take your knickers off. Show me yourself.” She did as I asked and I gently parted her legs. I was surprised to see light ginger hair and wondered if the hair on her head was dyed. I glanced over at Ben and Steve. Ben already had a bulge in her trousers, and Steve was surveying the scene, a smile on his face, drinking his drink. He had planned this. I touched her and she closed her eyes, moaning softly. She was very wet. I knelt down and gently touched it with my tongue. She cried out, and I guessed that she was fairly inexperienced. I pushed my fingers into her very tight, but very, very wet hole and rubbed the soft nub of her clit with my thumb. This was exactly how Steve had manipulated my little cunt into cumming the first time we met and I imagined that he was probably pretty proud watching me use his technique. “Show me your tits.” I demanded. She pulled her dress off and, all inhibitions apparently lost, unhooked her bra. Her tits were huge, bigger than mine, bigger than Louise’s.

“Good God Ben, those are amazing.” Steve said, admiringly. Ben still looked shocked, but the bulge in his jeans was even bigger than it had been moments before. He nodded.

“They’re fantastic.” He gulped. “She loves it when I tit wank with them.” I sucked on her big, brown nipples and moved up to kiss her on her mouth.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I whispered. She trembled with lust. I finger-fucked her in rhythm with my words. “Your big tits are amazing and your tight little cunt is turning me on so much.” Ben and Steve both groaned and I noted that Ben was touching himself through his trousers, whilst Steve had simply unbuckled his belt and got his own cock out. He wanked it up and down in his hand. “I want you to go and suck on Steve’s big, fat cock.” I continued to her, still pumping my fingers in and out “and while you do I’m going to go and suck your boyfriend.” On hearing this, Ben unbuckled his own belt and both of us girls moved across the room to the two men, sat side by side on plastic kitchen chairs, cocks in their hands. As I walked I discarded my own dress and bra and stepped out of my knickers. I knelt down next to Diane and Ben grabbed out for my big knockers. I let him have a little grope and then engulfed him in my mouth.

The kitchen was silent for what must have been five long minutes as both me and Diane sucked and licked at the poles in front of us. Having seen Steve’s cock before, I knew that he was endowed with a short but very thick cock that had the wonderful advantage of stretching a girls cootch out as he banged you, but Ben’s penis was new to me. With pleasure I discovered that it was huge, the hugest one I had ever seen, the kind of prick that is sometimes called a schlong by giggling hen parties. It was nine or ten inches long and as thick as I could get the palm of my hand round. I deep throated it, choked on it, slobbered on it, and wanked it up and down with my hand when my jaw began to lock. Panting and sweating I suddenly remembered how hot it was on this top floor and the perspiration flooded out of me. Seeing how warm I was and sweating himself, Steve suddenly broke the silence and said,

“It’s too hot for this in here.” Diane and I both stopped our tasks and looked up at him. Ben too, turned to him as he spoke.

“What do you suggest we do?” I said, wiping the sweat from my forehead. “The window is as open as it will go.”

“Go down to the park over the road.” Steve said.

“The park!!” Ben exclaimed. “No way.”

“Me and Michelle fucked there a few weeks ago.” He said, “Didn’t we Miche? No one can see. And this is hell.” It was true, we had boned over in the park a few weekends back, when Louise was away and we’d been clubbing. It had been a long, slow fuck against a tree and I shivered at the memory.

“It is fucking hot in here.” Diane panted. And Ben grimaced.

“But it’s a public park.” He said.

“Honestly man, no one will come near us.” Steve said. “It’s…” he glances at his watch, “one in the morning. And I want to enjoy these pussies, not be thinking the ‘whole time, ‘this is horrible, there’s sweat running down my arse crack.” We all giggled. We had to concede some of the pleasure of this was being sucked away by the terrible heat.

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“Perfect,” she said out loud to no one. As if the night couldn’t get any worse, now her costume was ruined. The piece of shit car had just barely held onto life long enough to chug and puff into the gas station before it died with one last horrible cough. She had put the hood up and tinkered around in there the best she could – Karen didn’t know anything about cars except how to fill them with gas. While she was bent over the greasy engine the wings she had so carefully attached to complete her ‘Angel’ costume had fallen into the muck.

Not that it mattered much now, without her car running there was no way she was going to make it to the party anyway. She walked over to the pay phone and dropped a coin in the slot, dialed a number. It was answered on the second ring and she could hear the din of a party in the background as a male voice said “Hello.”

“Tim, its Karen. My piece of shit car gave out again and I can’t get it restarted. Do you think you could come and pick me up?”

“Ah shit Karen, I’ve already had too many beers to drive and so have most people here. I can ask, see if I can find someone who is coming your direction and make a phone call. Where are you?”

“The gas station at the corner of Main and Vine, the new one they just built. It’s cold out here and I’m not dressed to be standing outside, my costume this year wasn’t Eskimo Fisherman.”

“It could be worse,” Tim said. “At least you are in a well lit area and can head inside and get yourself something warm to drink while you wait for a ride.”

She agreed he had a point and she told him to hurry up, that she would wait inside for a ride. Karen hung up the phone and turned to walk back to her car when she noticed the man looking under her hood. She approached cautiously and called out “Hello” when she was still a safe distance away.

The man stepped back and slammed the hood closed. “She’s dead, nothing I can do for her until the morning.” He wasn’t very old and he was strikingly handsome. He wiped his hands on a rag and stuffed it back into his back pocket as he approached her.

He held his hand out to her, “I’m Luke.”

“Karen,” she replied taking his hand cautiously. “Thanks for taking a look at it, but I think I should just take it to the scrap yard rather than sink any more money into trying to fix it yet again.”

Luke laughed. “Probably a good idea. Where were you headed tonight, I can tell that you are dressed for a Halloween party but I can’t tell what your costumed is supposed to be.”

“I’m an angel, or was an angel. That damn car claimed my wings too, and they were perfect. I can’t believe that car is going to ruin another night of my life! And this Halloween party was going to be great – Tim had even sprung for a keg of the good stuff.”

“Tim Collins?” Luke asked. “You were on your way to Tim Collins annual Halloween party?” Tim had been hosting his Halloween parties since before he was old enough to buy the beer himself. The stories of his annual bash had become the stuff of legends around town in the twenty plus years he had been hosting.

She nodded. “And now I won’t make it, which sucks because Halloween and costume parties are my favorite.”

“There’s no reason we can’t give you a ride,” he said gesturing to a car parked in front of the convenience store. “That is if you don’t mind squeezing in the back. My friends and I are headed just up the road from Tim’s. We can drop you off on the way.”

She thought about it for a minute. Luke was hot and he looked like a nice enough guy, and the car he had gestured to was awesome – a black Trans Am. On top of that she was getting cold and she really didn’t want to miss this party, she had been looking forward to it for so long. Karen agreed to accept the ride and retrieved some things from her car. She locked the door and kicked the broken down car one last time in disgust. At least it wasn’t going to ruin her night completely.

Luke escorted her across the lot to the car. The doors swung open and two other men stepped out of the car. The driver was a tall, well muscled man with dark hair and dark brooding eyes. “That’s Bobby,” Luke said and Bobby lifted his head almost imperceptibly in that ‘too cool’ greeting.

The other occupant was a short black man, only a few inches taller than Karen was but she could tell he was an athlete because his shirt sleeves bulged and his neck was thick with muscle. He smiled with a perfect set of bright whites as they were introduced, “This is Tre.”

Luke explained that Karen’s car had broken down and that she was on her way to Tim Collin’s Halloween party. Since they were on their way past there they were going to drop her off. This didn’t seem disagreeable to either of the cars other passengers and Karen was helped into the back seat behind Bobby and Luke dropped into the seat beside her.

Bobby fired up the car with a loud ‘roar’ and the rumble of the exhaust shook Karen in a way that made her think of rough sex. They sped out of the parking lot with the loud squeal of tires; şişli escort bayan the Trans Am was built to be driven fast and Bobby seemed inclined to do just that.

As they sped down the road, the outside world whipped by and Karen settled back to enjoy the ride. Tre reached under his seat and came up with a bottle, Karen could see from its label that it was whisky. He uncapped the bottle and took a swig, handed the bottle to Bobby and he did likewise. The bottle made its way to the back and Luke offered Karen a drink, which she took, before taking a long pull on the bottle himself.

The alcohol burned Karen going down, but it helped to warm her. She wasn’t outside long but she also wasn’t really wearing any cloths to speak of. The angel costume consisted of not much more than extremely short shorts covered by a sheer skirt and a white halter top that had two purposes – to conceal the wearers breast and hold the costumes wings in place. It did the latter much better than it did the former.

Karen was a good looking girl, tall and with above average assets. She stood about five foot eight and had long, trim legs. Her breasts were her best asset, and they were large enough for a D cup bra. She’d gained the reputation around town for being a slut, but she didn’t think that going to bed with men she found attractive was wrong. Besides she knew girls who had slept with way more men that she had, but Karen was definitely a party girl who loved a good time.

Luke must have sensed this as he kept feeding her whisky and soon her head started to swim. He had set his hand on her knee soon after they got into the car and she hadn’t objected. As time passed he was getting even bolder, moving his hand up her leg. He was now rubbing the inside of her thigh and she could feel little jolts of excitement running through her pussy.

Karen took another drink, a large one and felt it start to melt her inhibitions away. She felt dangerous, in a fast car with three guys that she didn’t know. Hell she hadn’t even thought about it not being safe to take a ride from these total strangers. For all she knew they could be driving her to some remote location to rape her, not that she would mind fucking any of the guys in the car. “Can’t rape the willing,” she thought to herself and a smile crossed her lips.

Luke must have read this as a sign she approved of his advances, which actually she did. He was the best looking guy who had shown interest in her in a while and the alcohol was really starting to loosen her up. He stopped rubbing her thighs and moved his hand between her legs to her pussy. Karen knew she was getting wet and Luke could feel the heat of her pussy though the thin material of her costume. He leaned over and kissed her, tasting the whisky on her tongue and lips. She was a good kisser and they shared a long kiss.

Luke moved his mouth to her neck kissing her skin roughly, Karen loved to be kissed on the neck and she knew that she could feel herself starting to lose control; she decided she didn’t care. Luke moved his other hand to her breasts and squeezed them though her top. The outfit was cut low and a lot of her breasts were pushed up and out of the top and Luke began to rub the bare skin of her tits. He slipped his hand down and inside her bra, pinched a nipple. Karen pushed her body into his touch and Luke pulled down on her top, causing her tits to spill completely out of their confines.

He stopped kissing her neck and moved to her breasts, sucking on each nipple in turn. Luke could feel her wetness now starting to dampen the crotch of her shorts and he rubbed her harder. She pushed back against his touch and opened her eyes and saw that Tre was turned around in his seat watching the show, his eyes locked on her tits.

Karen felt her shorts pulled aside and felt Luke’s touch on her swollen pussy lips. He ran his fingers through her wetness, never penetrating her but teasing her expertly. She pushed her hips down against him in an effort to get his fingers inside her but he just kept on sliding his fingers between the folds of her wet lips, teasing her. She felt like she was on fire and would do anything these guys wanted if they would just please her.

Luke continued to tease Karen and he knew that she was really getting turned on, her hips were pushed as far forward in the cramped back seat as they could. He desperately wanted to put his tongue in her, to suck on her clit and inhale her sweet nectar but that wasn’t going to happen in the back of a Trans Am. His cock was hard and was straining against his jeans. Karen had been stroking him through his cloths since he had started rubbing her pussy and he wanted to be in her mouth. He told her so and she agreed.

Karen pushed Luke off of her and back into his seat. She didn’t bother to fix her cloths or cover herself, she just went for Luke’s jeans, unbuttoned and unzipped them and pulled out his cock. It was a nice size and she put him in her mouth and began to bob up and down on him relentlessly, escort istanbul shoving him deep in her mouth and ramming him against the back of her throat on each stroke. Luke’s hand was on the back of her head, encouraging her to push his cock in even deeper.

She felt the car slow and then turn off the paved road onto a dirt one. Karen had no idea where they were going but she didn’t care, as long as it had enough privacy so she could stop sucking Luke and get him inside her pussy. The car rolled to a stop and she sat up and looked around. They were at the picnic area of a state park, a place that this time of night was guaranteed to be deserted.

Bobby and Tre hopped out of the car, Tre taking the bottle of whisky with him. Luke helped Karen out of the back seat and out into the cool night air. Karen’s nipples hardened in response to the cold and stood erect for all three men to see.

Luke led Karen over to the picnic pavilion and set her on one of the tables. He grabbed her shorts and slid them down over her shapely legs. Tre moved behind her and helped to pull her skimpy top up and over her head. She was stark naked in this very public place, on Halloween night with three hot guys she had met barely a half an hour ago.

Tre handed her the bottle of whisky and she took another deep swig, feeling it warm her insides in stark contrast to the cool night air outside. Bobby sat on the table next to her and Luke straddled the bench between her legs. Karen handed the bottle back to Tre who took a long pull and handed it back to Bobby.

Karen leaned back and kissed Tre who then helped lay her back on the table. Luke was on her pussy in an instant, his tongue licking her slit in long strokes. He slid a finger inside her and worked it in and out of her wet pussy. Tre was standing above her taking off his cloths; first his shirt was off revealing his muscled physique and then his pants and boxers went, and his cock was free. It was very large and very black – Karen had fucked a few black guys and for the most part they had indeed had rather large penises but Tre’s was by far the biggest she had seen.

She got a good look at it too, and from very up close. No sooner had Tre’s cock been released than he was feeding it down her throat. Karen opened her mouth as wide as she could and could feel the strain on her jaw as she struggled to keep her teeth from dragging on Tre’s dick.

Bobby was devoting his attention to her tits, licking and sucking on each nipple in turn. He pressed them together and grabbed the bottle of whisky, tilted it and poured the brown liquid all over her large tits. He licked at them furiously in what had to be the most literal instance of a ‘body shot’ in history.

Luke was doing a number on her pussy too, and his gentle lickings and stroking had been replaced with a feverous assault on her clit and hole. He had three fingers jammed in her pussy and was ramming into her with speed while his mouth sucked and bit on her engorged clit. Karen was going crazy, so many great feelings at once she didn’t know which to concentrate on.

Tre was full on face fucking her now and was ramming his cock into the back of her throat with each long stroke, his huge black balls slapping her in the forehead as he did. Bobby was sucking furiously on her nipples and tits; Karen knew that she would have large hickeys all over them tomorrow.

Karen’s skin began to tingle all over and her breathing became shallow, she orgasmed and her moans were muffled by the cock jammed down her throat. Her hips lifted from the table and bucked on Luke’s mouth, her pussy juices spreading all over his face. “That pussy ready?” Tre asked and Luke assured him that it was. Tre took his cock from Karen’s mouth and he and Luke traded ends.

Karen looked at Bobby who was still sitting there clothed. He took a swig of the whisky and then put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. He put the bottled to Karen’s lips and tilted it, pouring a little too much down her throat causing her to cough and sputter. Bobby laughed, “You better get used to having a lot of liquid in your mouth, cuz once we’re done fucking your pussy and ass you’re going to swallow all that we have to give you.” He reached out and tweaked a nipple hard as if to punctuate his statement and Karen started to say something like, “Pussy and Ass?” or “No need to be mean about it, of course I’ll let you cum in my mouth” but she never got the words out, when she opened her mouth to speak Luke jammed his cock in her mouth and she forgot all about what she was going to say.

Tre was getting ready to fuck her sweet pussy, teasing her with his big cock, putting the head in and then sliding it back out and rubbing her pussy with it. Karen’s hips moved to take more of him each time he did and each time he withdrew much to her disappointment. Then in one quick, violent motion he shoved into her and past any resistance that may have been left. His cock crashed into the back of her vagina and his balls slapped her ass with a loud ‘thwap!’ escort taksim Karen cried out in pleasure and pain, filled so fully that she began to cum. It occurred to her then that Tre probably never did anything gentle.

Luke was still fucking Karen’s mouth, and even though he had a nice sized cock it wasn’t like when she was trying to blow Tre. Karen put her hands on Luke’s ass and pulled him into her mouth, using her tongue to please him before releasing him to catch her breath and then pulling him back into her mouth. Luke loved the blowjob; this hot bitch was taking every inch of him into her mouth with decided skill.

Tre continued his rampage on her pussy, driving into her with force, ripping her open and slamming into the deepest parts of her. The first few thrusts Karen thought that she was going to be ripped in half, but as her pussy became wetter and she got used to his size she started to really enjoy herself. She had to hand it to Tre, despite his apparent lack of tact he really knew how to fuck. She came and added more lube to the coupling; Tre took her moans as encouragement and only fucked her harder.

Bobby must have seen Tre starting to loose control because he said, “Don’t come in her you fuck, not until we have all had a crack at that sweet pussy. Luke, bend her over the end of the table down there.” Tre slammed his cock into Karen one more time and then withdrew. Karen’s pussy tightened and squeezed his cock unconsciously trying to hold him inside her.

The guys helped Karen up and moved her to the end of the table. Luke took up position behind her and pushed her forward, exposing her hot cunt. He reached his hands around and cupped her breasts as he slid inside her. Karen reached down between her legs and lazily rubbed her clit as Luke settled into a slow pattern that was the exact opposite of Tre’s. Luke fucked her with long, slow strokes that let him feel every inch of her hot box; He would push all the way and hold himself inside her, his hips pressed against her sweet ass, and then out again leaving in just the tip before repeating the motion.

Bobby undressed and hopped onto the table in front of Karen. She could see that his cock, while only half hard, seemed to already be bigger than Tre’s. Must be the alcohol she thought and then it was in her mouth. Bobby was pulling her down onto it as far as she could go and Karen had to concentrate on not throwing up. She gagged on his cock as it grew, and grew and grew some more. She pulled it out of her mouth and looked at it, shiny from her spit in the moonlight. It had to be over a foot long and almost as thick as a beer can.

“Holy fuck,” Karen said and the three men laughed.

“Bobby’s a legend, even us brothers bow down to him.” Tre said from his seat at the picnic table. He was working on the whisky again and Karen noticed that for all the drinking they had been doing, the bottle still seemed half full.

“Yeah,” Luke said from behind Karen. “He figured out that if you have a big cock and a cool car you don’t have to have a personality to get laid.”

“Fuck you guys,” Bobby said and laughed. “Luke, stop worrying about my cock and concentrate on getting yours in her ass.”

Karen tried to object, she had tried anal sex a few times in the past and hadn’t enjoyed it, but before she could say anything Bobby had stuck his cock back in her mouth. He pulled her down onto his lap, trying to shove his monstrous dick deeper into her throat. Karen had to put her hands on the table to keep herself from being chocked and so when she felt Luke’s cock press against her ass she was in no position to fend him off.

Luke started to push against her anus, felt resistance and tried again. “Needs lube,” he said and Tre handed him the bottle of whisky. Karen felt a splash of liquid on her ass and then felt Luke’s tongue in her crack, licking at her holes. Again Luke tried and this time her backside relented and his cock slid into her. His hands were on her tits again and he squeezed her nipples hard, sending shock waves of pleasure through Karen. She felt him push deeper into her ass, deeper than any one had before and she began to feel herself relax.

She had also figured out how to keep Bobby from chocking her to death and was now sucking on him as best she could despite his enormous size. Karen managed to get her mouth open wide enough to fit around Bobby’s cock and tried to deep throat him. She was enjoying the challenge of sucking his huge cock and put as much in her mouth as she could and pushed. He held the back of her throat and pushed as deep as was possible. Karen thought she had a good amount of him down her throat but when looked she saw that more than half of him was still sticking out of her mouth. How she was ever going to get this thing in her pussy she didn’t know.

Luke had stopped fucking her ass and she felt him slide out of her and then back in, only this time she felt her ass hole being stretched even further. While Karen was concentrating on Bobby’s cock Tre had moved behind her and taken Luke’s place in her ass. If Karen thought Tre would be gentler because he was in her ass and not her pussy she was badly mistaken. Tre reached up and grabbed a hold of her shoulders and pulled. She felt her anus stretch and tear as he shoved and shoved his huge black cock inside her.

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Chap 4: Twyla

Gina greeted each man at the door with a long, hot kiss though in Carlos’ case it was followed by a light slap on the face when he tried to grope her.

“Oh, no you don’t!” she scolded, “This is Twyla’s week. You don’t get into these pants until next week.”

He pouted cheerfully in return and took the cold beer Rob was handing out and settled down on the sofa next to the bowl of warm French fries. Once all her guests were comfortable and supplied with snacks, Gina took a pull on her own mug and perched on an ottoman in the center of the room.

“Now, you may be asking yourselves why is Twyla off to a movie with Heather and why is the Wives Satisfaction Squad meeting here tonight? Guys, my neighbor chick is going to need some special handling. Ernie will tell you she’s a tiger in bed with him but she’s really nervous about this up-coming party. In fact, she’s so unsure of herself that we’re going to do this gang bang a little differently. Twyla’s really afraid that she’ll either panic or get the giggles if she tries to entertain you the way Maria and I did. So mama fix. We’re going to play out a little scenario; one that gets her thoroughly fucked but doesn’t require her to do anything to encourage it.”

Gina reached down to the catalog on the floor next to her. “Twyla is going to be an aristocratic lady who has been abducted and tied down by lecherous barbarians. They thought about holding her for ransom but have decided instead to keep her as their plaything.”

“I like it already,” Irwin commented.

Carlos rubbed his chin with a sly smile.

“Now,” Gina continued, “in keeping with the theme, you guys are going to need some accessories.” She opened the catalog to the bookmarked page. “I want you to look these things over and decide what suits your personal taste. Use express delivery so you can be sure that you have everything by Friday. I don’t want you all looking alike but keep in mind the style is black leather and chains. Masks will be good, too. And between now and then, I want you to come up with some properly villainous things to say.”

“Har-har, me proud beauty?” Rob dove for the floor to avoid the swiftly thrown pillow.

“Ham! Now there are to be no physical threats, nothing genuinely scary. The whole theme is that her old life of privilege is over and she is now our sex toy for life. And I’m saying ‘our’ on purpose. Twyla isn’t to know but the first leather clad barbarian she pleasures will be me. I’ll get her hot and screaming and then you guys have at her. Do her right but emphasize the ownership aspect. Pretty princess will never see her palace again, only the inside of luxurious yurts and the horizons of the steppe. Any questions?”

As the other men gathered around the catalog with hoots of laughter, Ernie asked Gina, in a whisper, “Are you serious about that sex toy and ownership stuff?”

She pushed him into a club chair and climbed into his lap.

“Sweetheart, I am. Doesn’t she love it when you hold her down and use her? You know she still tells about the time you threw her over your shoulder and carried her off to the bedroom. Twyla wants to be a sub. When this Friday is over, the four of us are going to start getting together, just us. And she’s going to be the centerpiece. I’m going to have her, Rob’s going to have her and you’re going to have her. Then Rob will have her again while I have you. It’s what she really wants, lover, she just won’t admit it to herself.”

Ernie thought about that for a while. Twyla did scream loudest when he held her down by the wrists and she’d just about attacked him that time he’s picked her up and carried her off. Why hadn’t he done it again? He really couldn’t say. It was fun—both of them thought so, but for some reason he’d only done it once. Well, after Friday things would change!

“Gina?” Carlos face was inquisitive, “These villainous things we say to Twyla, does a sex toy get pregnant? Do we tell ‘er all about ‘ow many babies we’re going give ‘er?”

“You bet, stud! That’s another thing she wants but is sarıyer escort afraid of. However, this time it’s a game. She’s still on the pill so you can say all you want without panicking her. Yeah, tell her what a great little brood mare she’ll make. It’s exactly right.”

Irwin and Carlos thanked Gina for the beer and fries and took their leave, chuckling about leather vests, black masks and studded wrist bands. Rob put his arm around Gina and nodded surreptitiously toward Ernie. She responded with a wink and a squeeze on the butt. “Sure,” she whispered, “why not? Twyla won’t be home for at least another hour.”

She walked over to where Ernie was cleaning up the French fry bowl. “Hey, neighbor, ever done a three-way?”

*****

Twyla looked into the open box. She checked the invoice against the contents. Yes, everything was there. She was not exactly sure that was good news. Four fur-lined cuffs, two in small and two in medium, one two-inch ball gag and a silk blindfold it said, and they were all there. Worse yet, Rob had brought over a roll of light chain and some Velcro patches. As she fretted around him, he’d fabric glued one patch onto each of the corners of their king-size mattress and then attached the corresponding patch to rings on the end of the chain. Twyla had tried them out. She was amazed at the holding strength. Thought pulling them off by lifting them was easy, trying to pull them apart sideways, the direction she’d be pulling from the center of the mattress, was impossible. Once those buckles were done, she’d really be helpless.

Helpless. For some reason the word was less fearsome than she expected. There was that afternoon when Ernie had come home from work early and caught her playing with a vibrator. He had lifted her off the couch, thrown her over his shoulder and carried her kicking and yelling into the bedroom where he’d held her down with one hand while undressing with the other. Then he’d had her, had her hard. It was a wonderful memory.

Now what would a princess have worn when the barbarians came boiling over the walls, slaying all the men and carrying off the treasure, the livestock and especially the women? Whatever it was, she was sure it would have to be disposable. Somehow Twyla couldn’t imagine hairy, leather-clad barbarians being gentle about undoing the bows on her best chiffon nightie.

*****

Maria looked over Carlos’ shoulder as he examined the receipts from his three sandwich shops. The newest one was as large as the previous two put together and the location was ideal.

“We are doing well, no?”

“We are doing well, yes. Maria, I think by the time September comes, we should be out looking for una casa propia, a house of our own.”

She leaned down and hugged him tight to her cushiony bosom. “Maravilloso, Carlos. Then we can ‘ave a big garden, an’ fruit trees.”

“Don’t forget the chickens. There must be chickens, Maria. Per’aps even rabbits.”

“Mmm, conejo! I will cook that one with olives and chilis and cebollas. So good.”

“Maria, what do you think maybe we could move closer to the others?”

She started to unbutton his shirt and ran her hand down inside. “What do I think? I think that idea is the best you ‘ave this year. Come, macho mio, that kind of thinking deserves a good fuck.”

*****

Friday night! Twyla sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing her hands together nervously as Gina entered the room with a large tote bag and set it on the floor.

“Gina, what a cute jumpsuit. What is that, black chenille?”

“Thank-you. I think it is. Maria made it for me. Now there’s a woman who understands clothing. It’s not really in fashion, you know, but it’s so soft and comfortable. Not to mention so easy to get out of! Now, where are we?”

Twyla swallowed hard. “Here are the cuffs and chains.”

“Excellent. Now, your nightgown. I’m assuming it’s not one you value highly?”

“No, it’s due for a trip to the rag bag so if they want to tear it off me, that’s okay.”

“That’s my girl. You’re getting into istanbul escort the spirit of this already. Let me see those cuffs. Oh, these are the high end model, the ones with real fur. Very comfy looking. Hold out your hands.”

Gina buckled the cuffs onto Twyla’s wrists and then to ankles. She pulled on them to make sure they wouldn’t slip over her hands and ran a finger underneath to make sure they didn’t cut off circulation. Then she clipped the chains in place. They jingled pleasantly as Twyla slid into the center of the bed and lay back, raising her arms and spreading her feet. Gina pressed the Velcro tabs in place all around.

“Now pull, honey. Harder, like you’re really struggling. I think that’s got it.”

Twyla took a deep breath. There was no backing out now. To her surprise the knowledge was a relief. She had nothing to do but lay there and nothing she could do but lay there. What would happen would happen.

“Okay, send in the barbarians.”

Gina smiled evilly. “Not yet, little princess. We have a few things still to do.”

She reached into the tote bag and pulled out a thin, firm pillow and slid it under Twyla’s bottom.

“We need to have your pussy aimed upward, Twyla. It makes a better target that way.”

Then she took out thick, crude looking candles and set them around the room. When she lit them, Twyla was surprised to see that they didn’t burn steadily like normal tapers but flickered and guttered like torches. When Gina turned out the ceiling lamp the candlelight danced around the room in an unsettling manner.

Then Gina reached into the bag again and drew out a leather hood and pulled it down over her head. When she fastened it in back, nothing showed but her eyes and mouth.

“Gina? What are you doing?”

Candle light flickered off Gina’s teeth as she grasped the zipper pull beneath her chin and slowly drew it down the front of her jumpsuit. The chenille fell off her shoulders and dropped to the floor revealing a criss-cross of black leather straps joined by silver metal rings.

“I’m the first barbarian, princess. I’ve been looking forward to this. Your father offered a ransom, a substantial one but only on the condition you remained untouched. We talked about it but what’s treasure? Cold and shiny, that’s all. But you, you’re soft and warm. We’re going to keep you. You’ll be a great toy for me and the boys.”

“Gina, I’m straight. I don’t do women!”

“Wrong, princess, you’ve never done a woman. That’s about to change and the best part is—you don’t have any choice.”

Once again Gina reached into the bag and brought out a thick, black silicone dildo. She dribbled a little lubricant on it and with a sigh, pushed the bulbous end inside her pussy leaving the other end sticking out aggressively. She snapped the harness over it to keep it in place.

“Gina, you wouldn’t . . .”

“Princess, I will. First I’m going to get you warmed up and sloppy. Then I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. Not only am I your first woman but this thing never goes down. You’ll scream, princess, even before the others get here and then they’ll start on you . . .”

Gina stalked the bed with feline, predatory grace and crawled up on the bed to stare down at her prisoner. She pulled a crescent shaped knife from her harness, lay the blunt side between Twyla’s breasts and in a single stroke cut her nightgown down the front. She tossed the halves away revealing the pale, trembling body inside. Then she slowly stuck out her tongue and ran it around the areola of Twyla’s right nipple.

“Gina . . .”

Descending to her elbows, Gina lay across Twyla’s chest and began to suckle first one side then the other. After a moment attempting to squirm away, Twyla moaned softly. Aha! I was right; she’s a little sub wannabe. Oh dear Twyla, you are going to make us so happy when we all take you again and again. And you will enjoy every moment it! After several minutes of this, Gina rose up again and began kissing and licking her way down the younger fındıkzade escort woman’s body. When she reached the smooth-shaven sex, she sat up and grinned again.

“Now, princess, I’m going to eat you. When you’re all wet and eager I’m going to fuck you. In a few minutes the men will be here. They’re going to watch us. It will get them very excited, so excited they may pull me off of you so that they can take my place. Your pussy is going to be full, princess. It’s going to be full tonight and tomorrow and night after night. It won’t be long before you will be begging for it, princess toy.”

Her mouth was warm on Twyla’s pussy. Gina ran her tongue between the labia to find the button of the girl’s clitoris then took it between her lips and began to suck gently while she ran the tip of her tongue around it, just the way she’d taught Rob to over the years. Twyla moaned again and twitched. Gina increased the suction and the speed of her licking and Twyla twitched again, harder. Soon the moaning and the twitches were continuous until the moans turned to whimpers and the twitching to bucking. With a scream, Twyla came and came again as Gina relentlessly licked. When Gina finally stopped, Twyla opened her eyes. There were four men standing around the bed. They were naked, masked and bedecked in black leather and chrome. And they were smiling.

Gina wiped her mouth. She looked over her shoulder at the others.

“Not yet, men. First this doxie belongs to me.”

She scrambled up to lay full length on Twyla and with a thrust of her hips drove the silicone dong inside her victim.

“Ooooh!”

“Like that, do you? Good, little princess, because you’re going to get a lot of this”

Gina began to thrust. The chains jingled to her beat, each stroke making them jump and ring. Twyla soon reached up and took the chains in her hands, pulling to give herself a base to thrust back from. She cried out, moaned, whimpered and then screamed again, shaking and kicking. That’s when Gina got up.

“Very good, princess, that was fun. We’ll do this again sometime. But now . . .”

She motioned Ernie to take her place. The moans resumed.

Rob reached down and gave Gina’s dildo a twang.

“So that was fun?”

“It was, but not as much fun as doing you. I must be het with some bi overtones. Any sex with a guy is better than any sex with a chick but sex with a chick isn’t bad. However, fucking you was definitely better. Mmm-mm! Just look at Ernie’s ass bounce. I’m going to have to have a go at him, too. Yep, from my standpoint, however hot a woman is, guys are better. We’ll have to get together with them next week so you can fuck her ass and I can fuck his.”

From the look of it, Ernie seemed to be saying fierce nothings into his wife’s ear but equally from the look of it she was paying him no attention. Mouth open and slack, eyes closed, Twyla had hit the rolling orgasm, the one that just goes on and on. When Ernie was finished, she hardly had come down for a breather when Rob was between her thighs taking his turn.

“Now you’re mine, princess.”

“I—yes, I am, Rob. I’m yours and Gina’s. And I’m Irwin’s and Carlos’. Am I going to be Heather and Maria’s, too?”

“You are our toy now, princess. When any of us call you, you won’t have any choice. You’ll come. And then you’ll cum!”

*****

Saturday afternoon, Gina and Twyla lay in the sun next to the pool watching the kids splashing and diving. Gina had just refreshed both lemonades when Twyla turned to her and asked, “Am I really everyone’s sex toy, now?”

“Do you want to be? Remember, honey, no one has to do anything they don’t want. You wanted last night; you just didn’t know how you wanted it to go. Are you happy with what you did?”

Twyla blushed. “I—I am, I really am. I’m even happy with you doing me. You could, I mean we could . . .”

“Do it again? Oh, we will. And I’m going to do Ernie, too. That dildo and harness works great on a man, Twyla. The first night I had it I used it on Rob. He wasn’t good with the idea but I insisted. That’s when he discovered men really get off being pegged. What are you two doing Tuesday?”

“I guess we’re getting fucked. Will Rob take me in the ass?”

“I’m sure he will.”

“I’ve never done that before. Do I have a choice?”

“No.”

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