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“Whoa, what’s this?” exclaimed Gary to himself as he was sorting the laundry for washing. He had retired early from his management position and had taken on the duties of “house husband” to fill his time. For the past month he had faithfully done the wash, including folding and delivering it to the various rooms of the members of the family. Until this load, the only non-white cotton undies had been his partner’s, who tended toward the colorful, but sensible cottons and occasional silks. Now staring him in the face were several pairs of thong bikini panties. They were the “mesh” type that covered literally nothing and wedged up the crack of the ass like dental floss. Judging by the size (4) they could only belong to her eldest daughter, Karen. She was what the guys called a “hottie” and spent a lot of time teasing Gary by wearing minimal clothing in the summer and “accidentally” exposing herself the rest of the year.

This sudden change in panty preference intrigued Gary, so when he folded the laundry and placed it Karen’s room, he made sure to place the new panties on top, so she knew he noticed the change. That evening when she arrived home, Gary said nothing and waited to see what would happen. Later that night, Karen knocked on his office door in the basement and said “thanks for taking such good care of my new panties.” Gary smiled and responded “you’re welcome, glad to be of service. Can I ask you something?”

Karen nodded and he asked “what made you decide to change to that style? Did you do it for you, or for the guys?”

Karen looked at him with kind of a shocked look and said “for myself. They make me feel sexy. What do you mean about the guys?”

“Come on Karen, I know you’ve had a few boyfriends, and you’re cute and popular. Some guys like their girls to wear real sexy underwear, and believe me, they are really sexy.”

“For your information Gary, no guy has seen what I wear for underwear, so it isn’t for them” she said in a rather forceful and hurt tone of voice.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you or infer anything. It’s just my experience that men buy that kind of underwear for their women because it turns them on, and I thought maybe you had a special guy you wanted to turn on” Gary said apologetically.

“That’s ok….I guess I am just a little uptight for some reason. I didn’t mean to take it out on you” Karen replied. “So, how do you like them?”

“Oh, I like them, but I think I’d rather see them on you than in the wash!” he said without thinking. Fearing he’d stepped over the line, he quickly added “but I was just kidding, of course.”

Without missing a beat, Karen said “I could model them for you if you want, but not tonight. I have to go out, but I’ll be home early tomorrow and if no else is at home, I can give you a fashion show you won’t forget!” “You’ve got a deal” Gary said with a sigh of relief AND a feeling of intense anticipation.

That night while he was trying to get to sleep, all he could think of was his stepdaughter in those skimpy panties giving him a show. Hell, she had done that all last summer with her tiny bikini bathing suit, but this would be different because he knew the panties would hide nothing, and she might as well be naked for that matter. As he envisioned Karen modeling for him, his cock started to swell but there was no chance for relief as his partner was sound asleep. So he just would have to wait until Karen got home.

The next day dragged on as he awaited Karen’s return from her classes at the community college where she was an 18 year old freshman. Just around 1:00 pm she came in the door, all full of pep. “Ready for the show?” she asked in a light Büyükçavuşlu Escort mood.

“Sure, how do you want to do it?’ Gary asked.

They decided to go upstairs, and he would stay in his room and she would change in her room and come in to show him her various styles and combinations. There was an easy chair in his bedroom which he sat in and awaited her first entrance.

“You ready?” she called out.

“Bring it on” he replied.

Karen walked in dressed as she was when she came home and proceeded to do a slow striptease as she took off her tee-shirt top, exposing a white lace bra. Karen is not big up top, having a 32B chest, but cute nevertheless. As she leaned forward to pull off her jeans, Gary got a nice view of her tits as they were pressed together. She slowly pulled down the jeans, being careful not to pull down the mesh panties which barely covered her neatly trimmed pussy. Of course the mesh material did not hide her pussy hair. She then slowly turned around revealing her taut butt which had no covering whatsoever save the thing line of material down the crack of her ass.

“Well, what do you think?’ she asked.

Gary choked on his words as he muttered “very nice.” “Would you like to see more?” she inquired.

“Absolutely” he said, still having a hard time swallowing. “I’ll be right back. I have five outfits for you to see” she said as she picked up her clothes and went to her room.

The next outfit was totally thong, front and back. It was not mesh, so he couldn’t actually see her pussy hair, but it made a nice mound in the front of the white thong trimmed in blue. “Holy shit, that doesn’t cover much” he said again with difficulty. She had on the same white lacy bra this time as well. Gary was having a hard time keeping his cock from giving him away.

The next outfit was similar to the previous one, but black and she changed to a black push-up bra making her tits look larger.

“I’ve got two more outfits to go, and I’m not sure you’re going to make it” Karen said pointing to his obviously enlarged crotch area of his jeans. “It won’t bother me if you slip into something more comfortable, like your sweats. That way if you want to get in touch with your feelings, it won’t be a hassle. I know this must be creating some discomfort, but remember, you said you wanted it.”

As she left to change into the next outfit, Gary jumped up and grabbed his sweats and swapped the tight jeans for them, leaving off his jockeys as well. He noticed that he had leaked some pre-cum and quickly wiped it off with a tissue. When she came back in with the next outfit, it was just the bottoms of her new thong bikini bathing suit. She wasn’t wearing anything on top. “Just getting ready for our vacation in a few weeks. You did say the beaches were topless, right?”

Gary was speechless. What was she doing, showing him her tits after teasing him with sexy crotch shots? He nodded his assent to her question as he gulped trying to gain his composure.

She looked at his crotch and said “I can see someone enjoys the show!” Gary subconsciously reached down and adjusted his now fully erect cock. “If I show you mine, will you show me yours?” Karen asked with a teasing smile. Without waiting for an answer, she moved forward a little and put her thumbs in the sides of her thong and started to slowly slide them down her thighs, allowing her perfectly trimmed bush to come into view.

Gary reciprocated by slowly sliding his sweats down as well. His thick cock, already hard from the erotic teasing he’d been through for the last half hour, sprang out and lay there for her to view. Büyükçavuşlu Escort Bayan She finished stripping off the thong and knelt down to pull his sweats off because he seemed to be paralyzed by the sight of her totally nude before him.

“Hmmmmm I knew it was big, I just didn’t know it was this thick” she said as she flicked the end with her tongue, lifting off a little of the pre-cum which had formed.

“Are you ssssure you wwwwwant to do this?” he stammered as she took more of him in her mouth. “Oh yeah, I’ve wanted to do this, and much more for a long time” she said between mouthfuls.

Gary shed his shirt as Karen worked up and down his shaft with her hand and her mouth. “I don’t want to cum just yet, so why don’t we switch places?” he uttered as she was driving him crazy with her mouth.

“Oh good, maybe I’ll finally get someone who knows what they are doing down there” she replied with gusto.

He gently parted her thighs as she sat on the chair. He began a line of kisses that started at the inside of her knee and worked up toward her pussy. He noticed that Karen had shaved her pussy bare and left only the sexy triangle above. This made his cock harder because in all his pussy eating experience, the hottest women were the shaved ones. It must have something to do with total tactile exposure or something like that. With no hair on her pussy lips, it was easy to see and find her clit. It wasn’t big, yet. As he began his ministrations on her labia, he noticed that her love button was starting to swell, so he nipped at it with his lips and drew it out more. As he sucked it like a little cock, Karen began to move about in the chair moaning “yes, yes suck my button, make me cum.” As Gary increased the pressure on Karen’s clit, he could feel the tension build up in her cunt until she exploded with a scream, “oh my god, oh my god, how did you do that?”

Gary let her wind down a bit before lifting up and running his tongue around her very stiff nipples. She pushed him away and said “they’re too sensitive. Every time I cum, I can’t touch my nipples for a few minutes.”

“Let’s move to the bed” Gary said and pulled Karen up to the standing position before embracing her in his arms. They backed up to the bed and fell over backwards with her landing on top of him. She slid down and took him in her mouth again, working his cock like a madwoman. “Easy” he said. “There’s plenty of it and plenty of time.”

She looked up at him and said “I want you inside, and I want you to cum in my pussy.” She then sat on him and guided his waiting shaft up inside her cunt and sat on it in one swift movement. She seemed to adjust to his size rather easily and began moving up and down on his cock as he tried to hold off cumming. She sensed he was holding back and said “don’t hold off, I need you to cum in my pussy now” as she spasmed into another orgasm. This was all it took and Gary unloaded a torrent of cum into her pulsating pussy.

“That was the best fuck in my life” she said as she collapsed on his chest. “Thank you Gary. I knew you’d be great. I watched you and mom fuck one night and couldn’t believe how long you did it. How much time do you need to recover and be ready to go again?”

“Not today, sweetheart. Your sisters will be home any time now. We’ll pick up where we left off another day.”

“I don’t have any classes until noon tomorrow. How about I wake you up after everyone leaves in the morning?” she asked.

The next morning he was awake early, but pretended to be asleep when Karen crept into his room. She was naked and climbed into his bed and snuggled up to him. He Escort Büyükçavuşlu was also naked, as that’s how he sleeps. She crawled down under the covers and found his flacid cock and took it into her mouth bringing him to erection in just a few minutes. Her ass was up near his face, so he lifted her over him into a 69 position and proceeded to devote 100% of his oral attention to her puffy pussy lips. He licked up and down the outer lips, dipping lower to explore her brown puckered hole. She started to move around as he touched her asshole with the tip of his tongue.

“Are you ok with this?” he inquired, afraid she would be turned off by his attention to the other hole.

“Oh yes, I want you to continue. It’s great….no one has ever done that for me before” she moaned while sucking the head of his cock.

Gary was having a hard time controlling his ejaculation, which concerned him, because he had always been able to delay orgasm until his partner had two or three. The fact that this was a beautiful, young and tight woman probably had a lot to do with his problem. In any regard, he didn’t want to shoot his load before he had given Karen her pleasure.

“Gary, have you ever, you know?” she asked.

“What, had anal sex?” he responded.

“Yes…..I think I want to try it because your tongue feels so good there, and I know a lot of my friends do it for birth control purposes. They all say they love it, and I’m ready to try it.”

“Well, I have had anal sex, but not everyone enjoys it. I am rather thick you know, and it might be difficult to take my size, but if you want to do it, I’m probably the one to try it with you because I won’t hurt you and I’ll try to make it as good for you as possible” he said.

“How do we do it?” she asked.

“Let me get some KY from your mother’s night stand” Gary said and leaned over and opened the drawer, finding it easily. He then squeezed out a big glob and rubbed it on the end of his cock and put the rest on his finger and massaged it into her asshole. His finger slipped in rather easily and he said “maybe this won’t be that bad.” He then put a second finger in and decided she would be able to take him in there but he had to go slowly.

He placed a few pillows under her belly to raise her hips in the correct angle. He then approached her with his cock nudging at her puckered hole. Very slowly he began to push the head of his cock into her little hole. She tensed up a bit and he backed off. He proceeded slowly again, and this time, the head popped past the sphincter muscle and he was in. Waiting for her to adjust to the intrusion, he stroked her back and asked if she was ready to continue. She nodded yes, and he slowly leaned forward. Unbelievably, in no time, he was buried to the hilt in the ass of this lovely girl, who was accepting his cock like a veteran. When he was sure she was comfortable, he started to stroke slowly in and out. He could feel the walls of her ass as they gripped his cock. It was much tighter than her cunt and he could sense he would not last long. As his rhythm increased, she began to moan in a passionate way. “Oh…oh….oh….this feels so good. Faster Gary, I’m going to cum soon”

Heeding her wishes, he sped up and sensing her approaching climax began to feel his cock start to pulse and pull the semen from his balls, which were banging against her pussy as he slammed in and out of her ass. “I’m cumming!” he yelled and unleashed a massive shot up her ass.

Karen felt his cock pulsate with his orgasm and that sent her over the edge. As she spasmed with her climax, her muscles contracted around his cock and drained the cum from his shaft.

They both collapsed, sweating on each other. As his cock shrunk, it worked it way out of her ass and with a loud “plop” he exited her hole. As his cum started leaking out of her newly plowed ass hole, she said “I think we need a shower.”

“Yes we do, and thank you for the wake up call” he smiled.

All this because he agreed to do the wash!

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Please note that all my stories are essentially true experiences but that with any one other than my long term boyfriend Dave, I always make sure I am fucked safely, ie with a condom. Thanks.

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Jerome was a guy we met twice at the beach. Not the one near our house but a cruisey and well known naturist beach about 11 miles from our house. We didn’t often go because we didn’t have a car and so it was a longish bike ride, even further coming home, or we’d have to try and correspond with the buses in both directions.

When the sun was shining, if the weather forecast had been correct, people came from miles around as it was one of the few authorised naturist beaches and all the best spots got taken early. The best days for us were when the forecast was wrong and it turned out unexpectedly sunny, the visitors stayed away and unless it was Monday, the local town’s day of almost everything being closed, we would sometimes have almost the whole of the gay part of the beach to ourselves.

Sometimes, again as the buses on Wednesday were at different times due to their being no school in France in the afternoon, we’d head off anyway a little earlier than planned with a picnic, depending on our work and other commitments. It was nice to lay bare arsed in the sun with a glass of wine in one hand and maybe my boyfriend’s cock in the other.

On 2 such separate occasions we met Jerome. He was a wirey built guy, perhaps 5’8 or 5’9 like us, flat bronzed stomach and slightly broader at the shoulder. I never asked him if he exercised but would have guessed at perhaps him being a swimmer. And he had a large angel tattooed on his back.

He was a fidget, couldn’t keep still. I noticed him the first time, perhaps 20 metres away to my left. I blinked and he’d gone, appearing moments later a little closer and to my right. Then he sat in the next dip to us, unfolded his towel and undressed. When I looked again, he was stood up with his back to me. A nice butt, smooth like his stomach and in good shape. Then he sat back down, sadly without turning round so I never saw his cock before popping up again with his trunks back on and moving off. I was enjoying the sun but exhausted just from watching him, he was up and down like a meerkat.

I saw Dave my boyfriend had noticed him too and asked if he’d got a big cock, but he hadn’t seen it either. “Nice arse, though,” he said, confirming what I thought.

We’d almost finished the wine and then I looked up and Jerome was stood straight in front of us at the entrance to our dip.

“Hi,” I said, and invited him to sit with us. I moved our towels apart, hoping he might notice my semi erect cock as I tidied things. He unfolded his and sat between the 2 of us, introduced himself, told us he was Jerome and politely accepted the small glass of remaining wine. I always pack a third glass when we take a bottle to the beach, sometimes it pays to be polite. The sun warmed our bodies and we lay back down, still making small talk. He lived near the hypermarket on the edge of town which we knew but only went to occasionally as we bought Büyükada Escort most of what we needed much nearer to home and he told us he worked at the Post Office depot nearby. I heard him slip off his Speedos, he was bigger than the bulge suggested and to say he had such a smooth arse and stomach, his pubes were plentiful. I wasn’t sure if he was on the way to arousal or just a well endowed lad and he brushed his arm against me and down my arse (I had turned on to my front as my own semi hardened further). I was about to reciprocate when- as happens all too often there- some fat old pensioner with no hope of an unpaid shag came and stood at the entrance of our dip playing with his equally unattractive old cock pointlessly and stared at the 3 of us, hoping. Without hope.

Only Dave is rude enough to tell guys like him to piss off but there was no need as Jerome picked up his towel, covered his swollen modesty, grabbed his other things and left, thanking us for the drink. The old guy disappeared too, so our possible sexual encounter with Jerome came to nothing.

Some months later, it was pretty much a repeat, him bobbing up all around both dressed and undressed before joining us and familiarising himself again with our names and so on, removing his clothes and sitting between us, this time even sitting so I could brush my fingers against the tip of his sizeable knob and ball sack… Before along popped another pensioner wanting a look (or more). This time Dave did say something but again, it seemed to dampen Jerome’s wish or willingness to take things further and he left.

One day we needed some new computer equipment and the hypermarket was the place to go. We planned on making a visit to the other shops for clothes and sneakers perhaps and have lunch in town. We’d made a few purchases and found the things we wanted for our laptop, we were quite pleased that the day was going well when, as we queued to pay, Jerome was stood next to us, also wanting to proceed through the same till.

“Didn’t recognise you dressed,” I said and he smiled, remembered us although we reckoned on it being may be 8 months since we were all on the beach together. I asked him if he fancied joining us for a coffee at the in store café but he suggested we go over to his place if we had time and he’d make us a drink. Well, that saved me a few euros so what had we to lose?

He had said he lived opposite the first time we met and, as we left the store we could indeed see the apartment block he lived in. His was on the first floor, looking directly on to the main road although set back enough not to be troubled by traffic. We left our shoes at the door and entered.

“Coffee or beer?” he asked.

“Whatever you’re having,” we said, and he returned from the kitchen with 3 small, chilled beers. It didn’t feel as refreshing as a cold drink with the sun beating down on our naked bodies, but it was a nice surprise nonetheless. And he genuinely had looked different with his everyday casual clothes on, still attractive but a little bit of a geek with the glasses he wore hiding Büyükada Escort Bayan a minor eye problem. After the beer, I wanted to pee so asked to use the bathroom and he said he’d get us another round. I’m a bit of a lightweight with pre-lunchtime drinking and knew after a second beer I’d have a slight and pleasant buzz, plus we had, as far as I was concerned, unfinished business… hence, I finished my piss and removed all of my clothes.

I returned to the living room, Dave not giving me a second glance. He’s seen me strip time and again and knows I need little or no persuasion and Jerome looked at me admiringly which I was pleased and relieved about. He sat next to me on the sofa and ran a hand down my chest to my lower belly. He didn’t touch my cock but it was growing in length and girth. He smiled and removed his t shirt and not one to be left out, Dave did the same so the 2 of them were topless.

I leant in and stroked his upper torso, licking his lips which he allowed me to do. I wasn’t sure if he was a kisser or not, it seems he can take it or leave it but he enjoyed it when Dave came over and nibbled his neck as he stroked his chest whilst my hands moved lower to undo and remove his trousers. My cock hardened fully.

His underwear was most unfashionable but it mattered not, his large uncut cock, a good 8 inches and proportionately fat, stood to attention and I proceeded to remove the baggy boxers he had been wearing.

“Still don’t know what you like,” I said.

“Ass” was his single word reply.

Now I became Dave’s little cum slut only relatively recently and have taken a few other cocks since discovering the pleasure of being butt fucked. And much as I loved the sight of Jerome’s cock, I was hesitant as to where this might lead. However, I moaned in approval as we all played more with our bodies and removed the rest of our clothing. Jerome suggested we retire to the bedroom and there was no hesitation. He left Dave and I on the bed momentarily and we both made a beeline for each other’s cocks. We had both shaved that morning, and I had done my ass crack too. Jerome returned to find the pair of us in full 69 position and I had all of Dave’s length, just over 5 inches of cute and circumcised shaft in my mouth as he toyed with my own knob. I made sure Jerome saw my hole as soon as he came in by opening my legs and moving my knees in to a kneeling position.

He took a position behind me and reached round me from both sides to stroke Dave’s own muscular body, placing on one side of me some lube and on the other a bottle of poppers. I felt his hard on rubbing against my crack and I knelt back a little further to tease him. I reached for and opened the poppers, taking a good sniff.

“Might be past their best,” said Jerome. Indeed they were but I could cope with a headache later, for now they had the desired effect after a second, larger sniff, and my sphincter relaxed. At the same time, I felt the slippery touch of a lubed finger. I don’t know where he’d kept the lube but it was cold, a sensation I quite enjoyed, and he placed Escort Büyükada more lube on my eager ring and some on his bell end, which he had gently pulled back the foreskin from. He moved away and placed some more lube on my asshole and then probed me gently with 2 fingers, about an inch of the way in. I was loving it and feeling more accommodating than I had ever been so I took a hit of the poppers and passed them to Dave. He stopped sucking me, inhaled deep and returned his warm wet mouth to my rock solid knob end. He gripped my butt cheeks but knew what I wanted from our host and so he parted my cheeks and pulled me down further making my anus more accessible and inviting.

Jerome liked what he felt and saw. He placed his bell end against my man cunt and steadily rocked against it, slowly and gently easing his way inside. I moaned encouragingly so he would continue, at the same easy and gentle pace. He slid just past my g spot and I stopped sucking Dave to give a gasp of ecstasy and to let him know, if he hadn’t felt it, that he’d reached my most sensitive part. I clamped down good on his cock and he stayed almost in position, just rocking backwards and forwards ever so slightly and causing me to leak generous amounts of precum down Dave’s throat.

“Fuck me, fuck me!” I shouted, something I’ve never done before. Behaving like some cheap porn star is one thing, but I never want to sound quite as corny as some of them do. And fuck me he did. He upped the pace a little and pushed in deeper, pulling out further and I looked to the side, catching a glance of our collective reflection in the mirror adjacent. He was so long, I could see his shaft as he almost withdrew with each thrust.

I had put some lube on Dave’s hairless cock, unable now to suck as I was concentrating my energies on gripping Jerome’s cock with my ringpiece each time he was as far in as he could go but Dave had let go of my butt cheeks and had raised his arms above his head and grabbed hold of Jerome’s, pulling him in further and deeper, which thankfully meant the thrusts weren’t quite as long.

I think it sent the message we both wanted him to shoot up my ass. Dave knew I loved it and he likes to see me happy. And he received the message loudly and clearly. Very loudly. With an almighty shout, he began pumping a satisfying large amount of man juice into me, six or seven very generous spurts. Dave let go of Jerome, who remained hard and in my arse and who slapped my left buttock, a real hard and satisfying slap. At that stage, both Dave and I were ready to shoot anyway and I fell forward on to his slippy dick so that we both spunked in to each other’s mouth. Not a drop was spilt and although Dave normally kisses mine back to me, as I already had a mouth full, he swallowed dutifully.

Jerome wrapped his forearms around my belly until his hard on subsided and his cock slipped out.

Well, we didn’t have too much cleaning up to do as no spunk had been dropped, and we dressed and finished our beers, washing away the bitter yet sweet taste in our throats, before politely excusing ourselves and heading in to town for a later than expected lunch.

We’ve seen Jerome at the beach once since, and he came and sat a while, letting me suck him off as he fingered my arse until we were interrupted by some unattractive voyeur. I just hope we get to see him again this summer, we’ve found a new dip further off the beaten track…

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I know what you’re thinking: All work, no play for poor Katie. True, I’ve been logging long hours at my internship, but it hasn’t been all work. Since we’re roommates, I suppose I can trust you with the juicy details.

We’d been really cooking all week long. I hadn’t even been able to sit down lately while we prepared materials for the biggest trade show of the year. Boxes of collateral were stacked everywhere. You know how I told you that I’m reporting to this woman Heather? We’ll she’s the senior admin to the vice president of sales. Earlier in the week, I was using the copier, but it jammed. I had to lean way over it to get the paper out. Well Heather slid by me and placed her hand on my butt!

“Excuse me, sweetie,” she said, giving my bum a squeeze. I looked over to see her saunter away. She looked over her shoulder and gave me a wink. I’d never thought about it before, but I couldn’t help but notice her nice figure. Heather’s maybe 32, but she looks younger. She has long light-brown, curly hair that flows to her shoulders. Her outfits are always fitted and display her curvy figure.

I cleared the lump in my throat and nervously tried to avoid her the rest of the day. I couldn’t believe it. I wondered whether Heather was hitting on me. That night I couldn’t stop thinking about her. The next morning I found myself picking out something sexy to wear so she would notice me. I decided on stretch slacks and a slightly tight-fitting blue button down. I wore my hair up and wore dark-framed glasses. I liked the way the outfit snug to my breasts and hips. I made sure to wear a thong so I wouldn’t have panty-lines.

All morning long I expected Heather to say or do something. A couple of times she caught me staring at her full, red lips. We were very busy correlating collateral that need to be shipped first thing the next day. “I’m going to need you to stay late and help me, Katie,” Heather said. My heart skipped a beat. Could I really be alone with a woman who touched me like that?

That night we were the last ones at the office. We worked in silence, but I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Maybe she was just being friendly, I thought. I probably took it the wrong way. Getting this order done on time was a huge deal, and Heather congratulated me as we packed up the last box of materials.

“We did it!” she said, flashing her bright smile. “We’re finally done!” She hugged me playfully. My heart raced. For several moments she just held me close to her, our breasts pushed tightly together. I didn’t say a word as she slowly caressed my back. She moved her cheek next to mine and gave my neck an open mouth kiss. I was panting now.

“Oh, Heather,” I moaned. She pulled our hips together and kissed me. Her full Burgazada Escort Bayan lips felt so very soft; then I felt her tongue slid into my mouth. My panties were soaking wet. She kissed down my neck and to my chest, while unbuttoning my blouse.

“My God, Katie, you have such a beautiful body,” she said, unclipping my lace bra. I reached behind her and unzipped the back of her dress. Heather took a half step back and smiled at me as she let her dress slide down her shapely frame to the floor. I stared at her while slowly removing my slacks. I couldn’t believe how sexy she looked. Her full D-cup breasts are slightly bigger than mine, and she’s a little curvier. She removed her bra and I found myself immediately taking her breast into my mouth.

“Oh, yeah, Katie,” she moaned. “Suck my tits please.” My wet mouth sucked one of her large ruby nipples then the other. Heather reached around me, sliding her warm hands down my bottom. “You have the cutest little ass I’ve ever seen,” she said, massaging my cheeks. She slipped one hand down my crack and probed my drenched pussy with her long slender fingers.

“Turn around, baby,” she said, motioning my body. “Let’s get these panties off.” She stood behind me and held me close to her. I could feel her large breasts press against my back. She massaged my chest, and then slowly slid them down my belly. Her hands slipped into the front of my panties. I spread my legs slightly as she rubbed my clit.

“Mmmm, yeah, that’s so nice,” I purred, reaching back to rub her full bottom. My body twitched slightly as she nearly made me climax. I grabbed the desktop in front of me to steady myself.

“Oh, I’m going to enjoy this,” said Heather. She knelt behind me, and kissed by cheeks. I could feel her tongue along the crack of my ass, as she peeled off my thong. I bent over the desk and stuck out my bum to allow her better access. “Tell me you want it as much as I do, baby,” she said, spreading my cheeks and licking closer to my pussy.

“God, Heather, I can’t stop thinking about you,” I confessed. “Please give it to me.” Her warm tongue felt amazing as she slid it from my pubic hair, across my clit, and finally deep into my slit. “Mmmm, your pussy tastes so good,” she moaned. She continued to probe her tongue into me while rubbing my swollen clit. After sever minutes, my body twitched and I pushed my bottom into her face.

“OH GOD! I’M COMING! OH, OH, OH! YEAH!” Heather didn’t let up, giving me multiple orgasms. Finally, I could take no more. I turned around and practically tacked her. Laying on top of her hot naked body I kiss her gorgeous face, tasting my cum on her lips. I kissed down her entire body, making sure to suck on her lovely Burgazada Escort erect nipples. When I got to her waste, I paused slightly to look up at her face. I gave her a smile as I pulled her panties down her long shapely legs.

Heather spread her legs, and I kissed up her inner thigh. I couldn’t believe how badly I wanted to taste her pussy. I so wanted to give her as good of an orgasm as she gave me. Her pussy was closely shaved, and it smelled musky and wonderful. My mouth watered to the point that I was nearly drooling. I touched the soft lips of her vagina and licked inside.

“Ooooooo, baby, that’s so good,” she said.

“Heather, I want to make you cum.”

“Do it, Katie. Please, get me off.”

I pushed my tongue deep inside of her. Her juices tasted delicious. I moved my tongue from inside of her and tickled her engorged clit. I could tell she loved that because plenty of juices were flowing. My face was covered in her sticky cum. I continued to lick her clit and worked two fingers in and out of her pussy.

“Oh, please don’t stop!” she cried. “You’re going to get me off soon. SOON! OH, FUCK! AAAAAAAAAAH! OH! OH!” I kept at her pussy until she couldn’t take any more. She leaned over and pulled me on top of her. Heather wrapped her legs around my waste and sucked and licked her cum from my face.

“Looks like someone’s burning the midnight oil,” said a man behind me. I rolled off of Heather to see it was the vice president of sales, Jack Sullivan. “I believe you two ladies are in violation of the company’s dress code.”

I nearly jumped up to get my clothes, but Heather held me in place. “Don’t worry, Katie,” she said. “He just wants to have some fun too.”

“Hi, Jack,” she said. “You tell the wife that you’re working late again?”

“I was hoping I’d catch you here,” he said with a smile, as he undressed. “But I see we have some company. How’s our intern making out?”

“As you can see, she’s a terrific asset.”

Jack’s old enough to be my dad, but he’s in good shape. He stood proudly in front of us, displaying his half-erect penis. Holding my hand, Heather knelt in front of him and began licking Jack’s cock. She pulled me next to her and pushed my head towards it.

Heather and I licked all over Jack’s big cock and balls. Soon he was fully erect. “Get on top of me, Heather,” he said, easing himself to the floor. Heather straddled him and slid his cock in side of her. She looked so sexy riding him. I loved how her large breasts bounced. “Get over here, Katie,” Jack ordered. I crawled over to him. He kissed me and then sucked on my tits, while he fingered my pussy.

He stuck his fingers in his mouth. “Mmm, you taste good. Put Escort Burgazada your pussy on my face.” Facing Heather, I sat on Jack’s face. He licked and sucked all over my drenched pussy. Heather and I were both bouncing up and down and playing with each other’s breasts.

“OH GOD, YOU’RE GETTING ME OFF!” Heather screamed.

“AAAAH! ME TOO!” I said.

“OH,OH, OH!”

“AH! AH!”

We hugged each other, while Jack made us both cum. He pushed me off of him, and positioned Heather on all fours. He got behind her and rubbed the tip of his cock against her slit. “Let’s show the intern how to be a real office slut,” he said. “Watch how well she takes it up the ass, Katie.”

I couldn’t believe how Heather could handle Jack’s long prick in her ass. “Ooooo yeah,” she moaned with a slight smile. “Fuck my ass, Jack. Fuck it so good.” He spread her cheeks and soon slammed it inside of her.

“Come here, Katie,” she said. We kissed, and soon I was aroused again. I slid under her so I could lick her pussy. Jack’s big balls slapped against my face, while I sucked on Heather’s swollen clit. The almost immediately got her going again.

“OH FUCK YEAH! I’M COMING! SUCK ME! FUCK ME! SUCK ME!”

Jack slammed his cock deep inside Heather’s ass and blew. He pulled out and his sperm oozed from her asshole, down her pussy and into my mouth. “Oh, Katie, kiss my ass and make it better,” said Heather. She pushed her round bottom into my face. I pushed her crack open and tongued her swollen anus, tasting Jack’s bitter cum. “Don’t stop, baby,” she said. “That feels so good.”

“God that’s sexy,” said Jack. “I’m already hard again.” He came around and knelt between my legs. His fat cock head felt so warm against my soaked pussy. He slowly eased himself inside of me. I was ready to cum, but my grunts and moans were muffled by the big beautiful ass riding my face. Soon, Jack was slamming into my pussy.

“I know what you want, Jack,” said Heather. She pulled my legs up and far apart, lifting my bum off the ground. “Go ahead and fuck that little ass.” My tongue was deep inside Heathers butt, so I couldn’t protest against it. Before I knew it, Jack shoved the tip of his cock into my asshole.

“Mmmmph!” I moaned.

“Don’t worry, baby,” said Heather. “You’ll be used to it soon enough.”

She was right. Jack worked his entire cock through my rectum. Heather kept me horny by rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy. The sensation of her fingers inside my pussy, while Jack’s big cock fucked my ass sent me over the edge. I came hard. I spanked Heather bottom and jammed my tongue far up her butthole. “MMMMPH! MMMM! MMMMMPH!”

Jack pulled his prick out of my ass and doused Heather’s pretty face in spunk. She laid down next to me, and I licked the tasty sperm off of her mouth and chin.

“I’m having a very important business dinner next week with some potential clients,” Jack said, pulling his pants up. “I want you two there to entertain.”

“Will we get overtime?” asked Heather.

“Of course,” he said.

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My wife and Carolyn returned to the house at 6:45 P.M. I wanted to continue with Jason but I decided to keep a lid on things as best as I could. The downside of getting caught had the real potential of being the disaster of all disasters. I remember how Jason looked at my cock spurting into the nylon as he stroked me and I wondered to myself whether he wanted to try sucking me. The very thought sent me made me crazed. I fantasized of buying Jason some sexy clothes like a short skirt and different colors of stockings and sexy underwear and then being able to somehow be with him in a secluded setting.

In my fantasy he would dress up and put on makeup. I fantasized about making out with him and of fucking him. I was losing touch with reality and it seemed like when his name came into my mind that I would get hard.

Carolyn and Jason stayed for two more days. I took all of us out to dinner for those two days and I would notice that Jason would stare at me on especially when we were out to dinner. I would look at him and he would break off the stare. His mother asked him if he was okay and he said he was. I sat at one dinner and after a few glasses of wine started to get a hard on at the table. I was thinking about Jason. On that occasion my wife had looked at my lap and noticed. She chuckled and whispered to me, “Do you have a problem? Without my response she quietly said that she would take care of it “later.”

That same night after we all had gone to bed my wife slid down on the bed and started sucking me. I could not control myself. My mind was on Jason in the next room as I shot my load into her mouth within seconds. She remarked that she had not felt me come so much and so quickly in years.

It was the morning that Carolyn and Jason would be leaving. I got up at before anyone else and watched the waves hit the beach. It was about 5:30 A.M. I walked to the edge of the water. There were a few fishermen on the beach with their lines into the surf. I was out there about fifteen minutes when I felt a tap on my shoulder and it was Jason. He had on a tee shirt that he had evidently slept in and a pair of yellow pastel colored surfer jams. He said he was sad to go. I told him that maybe we would see each other again sometime. He said all he thought about was coming into my mouth and he started to ask questions about when I first sucked a cock. I did not know why he wanted to know but the subject matter made me start to get hard. There was no chance of anyone overhearing us because of the sounds of the waves hitting the beach. There was no one on the beach but us and a few fishermen 100 yards or so away. We both faced the ocean at its edge. Small waves broke over our feet.

I told him that I was his age (18) when I had my first experience. I told him that I had first been with a girl sexually when I was aged 18. I had a girlfriend (Sara) and that we progressed from intercourse to her finally sucking on my cock. She was reluctant to let me come in her mouth but one night at a party where we had some wine to drink she let me. Her reaction was amazing since she loved the taste. Afterwards she kind of became a come slave and wanted to suck me constantly and did not seem to care whether we had intercourse or not. Because of her reaction I wondered what all the fuss was about. I tried tasting my own and it was salty but I did wonder what it was like to get come from a source.

I worked one summer when I was 18 for an architectural firm. It was Sara’s uncle who got me the job. I basically was a messenger and I would pick up and drop off drawings at different clients’ offices and sometimes at jobsites around the state. It was an easy job and I was given a pickup truck to drive.

About once a week I would visit a large jobsite out in western Morris County (New Jersey) and came to know a construction foreman named Larry. He was Italian and kind of a wiseass. He was friendly to me. He was about six feet three inches in height and was well built. He had brown eyes. He would always greet me with, “How are they hanging”? At first I would not respond and then I would say, “They are hanging fine.”

I had been there several times. One day Larry asked me if I wanted to have lunch with him in the construction trailer. I said okay. He sent out for sandwiches and we talked. He showed me photos of his two kids and wife. He asked me about my social life and bluntly asked me how my sex life was going. He said he figured that being a young single guy probably meant that I was kept “busy.” I was a little embarrassed but said it was okay. I was not comfortable talking about my sex life with him.

He had complained often in our prior meetings that after getting married and having kids that he had to take care of his own needs. He said he never wanted to cheat on his wife but that at 30 years old he was very frustrated. His wife never seemed interested in sex at all. I did not know what to say. He said he wished that he could just get his cock sucked once in awhile and that would satisfy him. He said he was fearful of seeing another woman and just wanted to get off.

Jason was wide eyed and I noticed that he was starting to poke out into his jams. He seemed mesmerized. I had Bulgurlu Escort Bayan briefly stopped telling the story and Jason asked me to continue and he wanted me to recount “everything that I remember feeling or doing.”

As I was listening to Larry my mind wandered and I wondered why he was always telling me this. One day while I was in his company his conversation on this subject of getting sucked made me hard. I happened to be in a horny mood and whatever he said caused me to make mental pictures of a cock in my mouth. I did not let on. I did not necessarily consider him as a candidate at the time. I thought I concealed my erection.

He asked me when I would next return and I said I was not sure. What did that matter? I heard someone walking up the steps of the trailer. It was one of the laborers. He used the rest room in the trailer and then left.

Larry then asked me why I was hard. He had noticed. I became very nervous. He asked me if the thought of sucking a cock was exciting and I could not answer. I did not say no. He asked me if I might be curious about sucking his cock and I did not respond.

Larry stood up. He had a pair of beige workpants on with tan construction shoes. He had a dark blue sweatshirt with a hood. He looked very big as he stood up and he touched his crotch as he did so. He asked me if I would touch his cock. I told him that I was scared about doing it where we were and also of getting caught. I was afraid for my job. He motioned to me to follow him. I began to shake but I still followed him.

He walked me to one side of the trailer where there were some supplies in boxes. My mouth become dry and I felt like I was hyperventilating. There was a window with a shade on it. There was a door leading into and out of this room. He shut the door behind us and asked me to sit on the boxes. As I did so this placed my face at about his waist level. He said he would be the lookout. He glanced out of the window through the shade and he said no one was around. This was happening so quickly. He said that if I did not like doing it then I could just stop.

He pulled his fly open and out popped his cock. It was the first cock that I had seen hard aside from magazines or a porn movie. It was the first one in person that I had ever seen. He was circumcised. In my memory bank I guess he was about six inches or so in length or maybe a little longer but he appeared very wide. His cock bent a little to the left and had a lot of veins. The head was very pink and looked wet at the tip. I remember the head of his cock poking out of his left fist as he stroked it. He was almost begging me to touch him. I could sense that he was getting very excited. I could see how his chest was heaving with gulps of air. I lightly stroked him with an open hand. I examined it and played with his cock. It was a different feeling than stroking my own. He started pushing his hips towards my face. He kept on saying, “Please!!” The head of his cock felt warm as he pushed it closer to me.

I put the head close to my mouth and licked it once and held it with one hand. His cock smelled of sweat. I licked it again and then placed the head inside of my mouth. He was salty. I wrapped my mouth around the head (just like Sara) and sucked. He moaned and pushed deeper into my mouth. I concentrated on the head with my mouth sucking and used my tongue on the underside. His hands were on my shoulders as he pushed forward. Without any warning Larry came with such ferocity that the first spurt hit the back of my throat and caused me to gag and choke. He had been in my mouth for maybe two minutes. His come flew out of my mouth but he was still spurting. One huge spurt hit my front teeth and splashed onto my right pant leg. My shirt got some of it and I did swallow a few times. The texture was not too thick but not runny. He tasted bitter but for whatever reason the taste was not unpleasant. After he stopped spurting he tucked himself into his pants. He made like it had not happened as we both walked out of the room. He said he had to get back to work. I left shortly thereafter. In the days following this I fantasized about what I had done especially when Sara sucked me.

Jason asked me if we could go to the outdoor shower. He looked to be in a trance. I did not ask him why. We walked up towards the house. The time was about 6:00 A.M. and fortunately my wife and sister in law were heavy sleepers. I looked around as we approached the shower. He walked in first and then I followed. We locked the shower door from the inside. It was a little crowded. I whispered to him that because the windows to the house were open that we should not speak loudly but either with hand signals or just whispers. He looked at me and started to touch my chest and then my face. He just stared at me for a moment. He stroked my chest again and then his hand went down to my cock. He pulled at my shorts and I helped pull them down. My cock was hard. He kneeled down. The humidity had caused his hair to curl around his face. He stared and I waited. His mouth with his perfect white teeth opened slowly as he pulled on my cock with his fingers. He licked the head and I sighed and pushed. Bulgurlu Escort He licked again. I could not speak. I could only hear the pounding of the surf. He kept on just licking and then let the head of my cock settle on his tongue. He closed his mouth around the head and then stared up at me as he started to move my cock in and out. I could see that his cheeks were flushed as they bulged. This beautiful mouth and tongue were sucking on me like I was providing him with an oxygen lifeline. I was losing control. I tried to hold off and I warned him with a hand signal. Jason stared at me as I came. He shuddered and I saw his cheeks expand and then I saw him start to swallow. I shot eight spurts into his mouth before it subsided. He swallowed after every two spurts. He kept me in his mouth for a least a minute afterward before I slipped out and he stood up.

Jason asked me (in a whisper) if I ever saw Larry again after that first time and I told him that I sucked him off on a weekly basis for two years afterwards. With that Jason grabbed my face with his hands and stuck his tongue in my mouth and we kissed. He had the most beautiful warm lips that I had ever kissed. I could taste my come from his tongue. We were grinding against each other. We kissed for a few minutes before I knelt down pulled his jams down and sucked his cock into my mouth. Shortly thereafter he came and I did not swallow. My mouth was literally brimming with his come. I stood up and we shared his load passing it back and forth. He stayed hard but I thought it best to stop. We got ourselves together and carefully walked out and into the morning sun. We walked the beach for about a half hour. Neither of us said anything. I could not speak for Jason but I knew in my heart that this thing of ours would continue.

After Carolyn and Jason left I started to pay attention to what I ate and added pushups and sit-ups to my three mile run. I felt rejuvenated. I felt years younger. My wife and I started to have these hot make out sessions in bed before we got up. I was so horny that I started to fuck her twice per day. In a moment of passion I asked her if she would dress up for me in a garter belt and stockings and make-up and she said that she would not since she thought that was “perverted.” She said she would not dress up “like a whore.”

After the second week we returned home. The passion that I felt at the shore waned. I learned that Jason had been accepted to a community college and that he worked part time for his step father.

My wife and I decided to throw a Labor Day party that summer. It was basically the same group (family) who showed up on July 4th including of course Carolyn, Greg, the kids and last but not least Jason. It was a perfect day. We had set up some outdoor games for the kids. I used an old wheel barrel and filled it with ice to place the bottles of beer and soda. Jason and I threw a Frisbee around. We ended up talking about his course selection at college.

During a quiet moment he asked me if we could “meet” and be alone. I started to get hard. He said he wanted to dress up like he did on July 4th and I asked him if he would consider putting on makeup as well. He said he would. We said we could communicate through our computers and cell phones. He told me he was horny for me. I wanted to find a place to suck him off right then and there but I thought it best to remain cool.

I researched and located a small motel that was twenty miles west of his college. He could tell Greg that he had to study on a certain day and he would not go to school or go to work. I asked him for his equivalent dress sizes and shoe and stocking sizes and he e-mailed me the information using a code. I went to a mall and purchased black sheer panties and two garter belts one in purple and one in pink and then two pair of heels, one in brown (with a strap) and one a blue pair of pumps. I purchased the longest stockings I could find in dark black, dark brown, grey and white and also three skirts. The skirts were one blue denim mini and then two longer skirts, one red and one beige that hopefully were not too big. I purchased a white corset. I stored all of this and an eave in the garage at my home. I had set up a scenario in advance at home by that would have me possibly being away over night. Jason and I e-mailed each other constantly. He told me (in code) that he would not make himself come for one week before we met. I was going nuts.

It took about two weeks to get everything into place. I was to pick him up at school. He said the lot was a safe place to leave his car. We met on a rainy Tuesday morning at 8:30 A.M. I had reserved and paid for the room the day before so that there would be a minimum of any potential problems. I retrieved the results of my shopping spree. I had packed a change of clothes, toiletries, beer, vodka, cups, some snacks and KY jelly. I was prepared. If I was to get to fuck him I was going bareback.

I pulled up to his vehicle at school and he was all smiles. He had on a pair of blue jeans, a blue denim jacket and a maroon pullover with running shoes on his feet. He had a small travel bag with him. He radiated health and happiness. His Escort Bulgurlu smile sparkled.

We stopped and had breakfast a few miles from the motel and talked. He told me at breakfast that he wanted me to be patient with him with regards to the makeup because he was not really used to putting it on. I told him to take all the time he needed. We arrived at the motel at about 11:00 A.M. The room was small but clean. There was a queen sized bed and a small refrigerator in the room. I put the drinks in the refrigerator. There was a cable hookup for the television so I put it on.

I told Jason that I had done some shopping and that after he put his makeup on that I would like him to model for me. That seemed to get him a little crazy and we almost started to play. He had taken off his jeans when we had this conversation and he became hard. I pulled his cock out and gave it a wet kiss and a lick and told him to hurry. He took the bags of clothing I had purchased with him.

He went into the bathroom and I heard the shower run. Afterwards I heard him in the bathroom. He was in there about forty-five minutes. He walked out and my heart stopped. He was made-up with red lipstick and the way his eyes were made up made him look like he stepped out of a salon. He had some eye shadow on and some face makeup. He looked as beautiful as a magazine cover girl. He was wearing a blue striped robe. He had the same shoes he wore during our first meeting but had a dark brown stocking on his right foot and a dark black one on his left foot both rolled down around his ankles.

He said he was not “sure” which looked better and needed my input. He walked over to me. Under the robe was the white teddy. He suggestively placed one foot at a time on my edge of the bed where I sat and asked me to roll up each stocking on his leg to check to see what was more appropriate. I did so. I kissed the tops of each thigh and he shivered. I connected the tops of the stockings to the snaps of the garter belt that were part of the corset. He took off the robe. His cock stuck out from the middle of all this and was as hard as a cock could possibly be. It was as rigid as a steel poker. It waved and pulsed to his heartbeat. He said he wanted to kiss me and he did lightly so as not to smear his lipstick. His lips were magical. His mouth opened and my tongue and his met lightly. I took off my clothes. We stood and kissed again. I asked him if he wanted anything to drink. He said that he wanted to drink my come. I squatted down and ran my face across his legs. My hands went onto his firm butt. I started to make out with his balls. My tongue went under them and I held them in my mouth. I stood up and we kissed. He sat me on the edge of the bed and he then crouched and started to lick and suck my cock. I could not take it anymore and pulled him onto the bed. We started to do some heavy duty kissing. We got into a sixty-nine. Those legs around my face with his cock buried down my throat sent me off. I could hear him gurgling on my come. He came shortly afterward. The amount of his come seemed endless. There was a stream then spurts then a stream then spurts again. He was amazing.

We were on the bed for a while. I asked him to change into a different outfit and he did so and refreshed his lipstick. I poured each of us vodka and we talked. I liked each of the outfits he put on. I really liked the red skirt. This was not tight was enabled me to place my hands underneath it and stroke his legs. I pushed him on his face and pulled the hem of the skirt up and licked the backs of his legs. I ran my tongue up his butt and spread his cheeks out and tried to put my tongue into it. He went wild and begged me not to stop. He moved onto his right hip and raised his left leg and I ran my tongue all around his butt rimming him. I spent a fair amount of time just eating his butt hole. I was able to get my tongue into his butt and he would just go nuts. No matter where I put my tongue on him he tasted sweet. I slipped a saliva filled finger into his butt and he said it felt good. I told him that I wanted to fuck him. I continued with my finger covered with KY to get him prepared for the sensation. He said to be careful. I got the KY Jelly out and spread it all over me and all over and into his butt. I had fucked my wife in her ass earlier in our marriage and also had fucked Sara in her ass as well but never a guy.

I asked him to get on his side and then had him on all fours at the edge of the bed. I placed my left knee on the bed and left one foot on the floor. I found the right angle. I pushed the head in and he winced. He did not say to stop. I proceeded slowly. I was like a rock. I felt around and his cock was hard. I pushed and he grunted. I got the ridge in and stopped. I flexed my cock muscle. I had never felt anything as good as what I felt at that moment. My cock was enveloped in his being. I wanted to have this last forever but I could not hold out long. I took my time pushing in and out and I only was about half way in when I started to feel him pushing back. I never went in and out at a hard or fast pace. I was afraid of hurting him. I could hear myself groaning involuntarily. I pushed in and he pushed back and all at once I went all the way in when I shot the load for the ages. He was groaning and calling out my name. He said he could feel the heat of my come inside of him. I stayed all the way in while I shot and wiggled my cock from side to side. I lost my mind and told him I loved him. He did not say anything in return.

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Dawn nearly jumped out of her seat when the door opened. She felt like she’d been sitting there so long that she’d forgotten she was ever going to see a doctor at all; the arrival of another person seemed almost like a sudden, unwelcome surprise, just as she was finally getting used to the peace and quiet of the examination room. It took her half a second to get her mind back on why she’d come here to begin with.

“So, let’s see,” Doctor Larsen said as she entered. “It says here you’ve been having some pain in your wrist?” Dawn felt a little reassured that the doctor was female. Sure, it didn’t matter quite so much this time–guys probably had the same wrists that girls did–but she always felt a little more comfortable with a woman doctor. It was also nice that she looked to be about fifteen years older than Dawn. She was just getting used to the idea that she was thirty; the idea of trusting her health to someone younger than her was going to take a lot more getting used to.

All that flickered through Dawn’s head in about a quarter of a second before she replied, “Um, yeah. Every time I bend it, it feels really sore.” She held up her right hand, keeping the wrist ramrod straight. “I can bend it about…” She crooked hand forward less than a quarter of an inch, already feeling the burning pain in the joint. “…this much before it hurts.”

Doctor Larsen nodded. “Sounds like a case of tendonitis,” she said. “Nothing too serious. We’ll have you feeling all better by the time you leave.” She smiled gently, her pale green eyes twinkling behind her glasses. “Tell me, do you play a lot of sports? Or perhaps have a job that requires repetitive motion?”

“I work in data entry,” Dawn replied. “Just until I can find something to do with my Classics degree.” She didn’t know why she felt like she had to justify her career choices, all of a sudden; it was probably something to do with the way Doctor Larsen looked so much like an authority figure. The white coat, the dark hair pulled back into a tight bun, the clipboard…Dawn felt like she was about to get a lecture on how her nose piercing and her green hair was holding her back from good jobs.

Instead, Doctor Larsen crossed over to the medicine cabinet and pulled out a small bottle and a syringe. “That’s fairly normal, then,” she said as she stuck the needle into the bottle and began to draw the plunger up. “Pretty much any repetitive motion can cause those tendons to get inflamed; you might have heard of it as ‘tennis elbow’, but it can happen in just about any joint.” She pulled the syringe back out. “You might want to look at a brace for your wrist, to help support it while you type.”

“Um, Doctor Larsen…” Dawn’s eyes widened just a little as the other woman turned towards her. The needle seemed kind of large. Awfully large, in fact. Dawn was pretty sure they’d used a smaller needle to pierce her nose.

“Please, dear, call me Adelle.” She held out her hand expectantly. “I feel awfully silly going by ‘Doctor Larsen’. Makes me sound like my father.”

“Um, okay…Adelle,” Dawn said, not quite ready to hand over her arm just yet. “What’s that for?”

Adelle fixed her with a steady, confident look. It didn’t exactly look like it was meant to intimidate, but it certainly didn’t look like it wanted to hear arguments, either. “It’s a painkiller and an anti-inflammatory,” she said. “It’ll bring the swelling down and make your wrist hurt less. You’ll still want to take it easy for a few days, though. I’ll give you a doctor’s note to excuse you for the rest of the week.”

“Oh,” Dawn said, her worries easing a little. She Bostancı Escort Bayan still thought about asking if she could get by without it–painkillers tended to make her groggy, and she needed to drive home after this–but Adelle was the doctor, after all. And she had the clipboard and the coat and everything. “Okay.” Dawn held out her arm, studiously looking away.

She felt a brief, sharp prick, much less pain than she’d expected, and then a sensation of coolness flooding into her wrist. “There you go, dear,” Adelle said. “Now we’ll just give that a couple of minutes to kick in. Do you have someone out in the waiting room that can give you a ride home?”

Dawn shook her head. “No, I came by myself.” Mentally, she kicked herself. She should have said something after all.

“No worries,” Adelle said, patting her on the shoulder. “You’re my last appointment of the day, and I’m sure I can give you a ride to wherever you’re going.”

Dawn frowned. That didn’t explain how she was going to get back to her car before work tomorrow–oh, right. She wouldn’t be going to work again until Monday. Her frown metamorphosized into a broad grin. Almost a whole week off, and all of it paid! She wondered what she was going to do with all that unexpected free time.

“How does your wrist feel, Dawn?” Adelle asked.

Dawn wiggled it tentatively. It moved loosely; in fact, her whole arm felt like it had gone sort of boneless and rubbery. “Feels fine,” she said, hearing a tiny slur in her voice. “I think the painkiller is kicking in…”

Adelle tilted her head up and peered into her eyes. “It’s starting to,” she said, “but I think you’re not quite there yet. Try raising your arm all the way over your head.”

Dawn lifted her arm, enjoying the strange floaty feeling. “No problems there,” she said, vaguely aware of the dreamy, docile tone in her voice.

“And touch your nose with it,” Adelle said. Her voice seemed to be coming from a long way away, but at the same time it echoed in Dawn’s head. Dawn swung her arm down, but missed her nose and bumped her mouth instead. She giggled unsteadily at the mistake, then moved her arm up slightly to brush her nose.

“Okay,” she said. She sank back into the chair, feeling the rest of her body take on the same boneless feeling as her arm. It felt so much like work to move, now. All she wanted to do was relax.

“Good girl!” Adelle said. “How do you feel now?”

Dawn’s head lolled backwards to rest against the back of the chair. The drug was doing strange things to her sense of time; every blink felt like it took an eternity. “Feel…fine,” she said. Her jaw seemed slack and her lips felt rubbery, but at the same time all she could think about was that the doctor had asked her a question, and she needed to respond. “Nice, and…” she struggled to find another word, but her head felt too empty to think anymore. “Nice.”

“Good, good,” Adelle said. She patted her on the shoulder again. “Feeling all limp, and loose, and happy, isn’t that right, Dawn?”

“uh-huh,” Dawn said, another giggle escaping from her lips. “limp…loose…happy…” She couldn’t remember why the words popped into her head. They just seemed natural and right in there. She blinked again, only her eyes didn’t seem to want to open up once she’d closed them.

“Good girl,” Adelle said. “Now, Dawn, you need to take good care of your wrist from now on. You need to be careful to avoid too much repetitive motion, do you understand?” Dawn felt her head bob up and down slightly, almost as if it did it all on its own. It seemed so easy Escort Bostancı to respond now, so effortless. She was just floating on the warm, sleepy tide of bliss the drug had caused, and everything else took care of itself.

“Good girl,” Adelle said. “That means you’ll need to take care not to over-strain yourself typing, playing sports, masturbating…I expect you masturbate a lot, don’t you, Dawn?”

Dawn didn’t even think about the question. It was so much easier to respond than to think, now. “uh-huh,” she replied, slurring her words badly. “between boyfriends now, masturbate…twice a day…” She sighed, the question stirring memories of the morning session. It had been kind of awkward, using her left hand instead of her right, but she always preferred fingers to toys. They seemed so much more precise.

Adelle’s tone broke into her reverie. “In fact, I bet you’re horny right now, aren’t you?” Dawn’s head bobbed up and down for her again, and her fingers twitched slightly. But despite the rising heat in her pussy, it seemed like too much effort to reach down there. She couldn’t even remember that there might be other reasons not to finger herself in a public place in front of a strange woman, not anymore.

“But you mustn’t masturbate, Dawn,” Adelle said warningly. “Doctor’s orders. No matter how horny you get, no matter how much your pussy needs to be touched, you may not play with your snatch. Do you understand, Dawn?”

Dawn whimpered and squirmed slightly in her chair. Just hearing the words was making her pussy itchy, and she wanted to touch right now, so badly…but Adelle had told her not to. That thought seemed to be the only thing in her mind besides the haze of lust and the drifting, warm sensations of the drug. Adelle had told her not to. “yes,” she gasped out.

“Good girl,” Adelle said. Dawn shook slightly as the words triggered a surge of pleasure through her body. “You understand. You understand that you need to be frigged off by a trained medical professional. Someone who understands your condition, and knows exactly what you need. Isn’t that right, Dawn?”

“uh-huh,” Dawn said, letting her legs fall open as she gently bucked her hips back and forth in a slow, unconscious rhythm of desire. She couldn’t think, but her pussy didn’t need to think, and it knew exactly what she wanted. It wanted to cum. And if she couldn’t finger herself, if she needed a doctor to do it… “please,” she whispered, the words arriving almost before the concept.

“Please what?” Adelle said. Her voice sounded so close, almost as if she was whispering right in Dawn’s ear.

“please finger my pussy, please please stick your fingers in my snatch and make me cum, please oh please oh please make me cum, fuck me, please, need it, ohhh,” Dawn knew she was babbling, but she didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore except getting off. It was all she could think about now.

“Good girl,” Adelle said, sliding her fingers into the waistband of Dawn’s shorts. Dawn felt Adelle’s hand brush past the downy hair around her cunt, and she whimpered in anticipation. “Good girl, Dawn, felt so good to beg, didn’t it?”

“yes!” Dawn gasped out as the fingers slid into her pussy. She shuddered as she felt them slide all the way in, felt the heel of Adelle’s hand grinding against her clit.

“You know what I’m doing to you, don’t you, Dawn?” Adelle whispered in her ear as she slowly, achingly slowly pumped her fingers in and out of Dawn’s pussy.

Dawn did know, but somewhere between the drugging and the wonderful, wonderful finger-banging she’d lost Bostancı Escort the ability to care. “brainwashing me,” she whimpered out, sighing in pleasure as the words escaped her lips.

“No,” Adelle whispered, before nuzzling her lips against Dawn’s throat. She gave Dawn a long, lingering kiss that made Dawn quiver with pleasure before speaking again. “I’m not brainwashing you. I’m fucking your mind. Brainwashing gets your mind clean, and I want you to be a very dirty girl.” She punctuated her words with precise, strong pressure inside Dawn’s pussy, finding places to caress that Dawn hadn’t even known about.

“yes please yes…” Dawn moaned out the words until Adelle’s nipple filled her mouth. Then she instinctively clamped her lips around it and began to suckle at the other woman’s breast.

“That’s right, feels so good, you need it, you need to ohh, need to nnnh…” Dawn felt Adelle straddling her leg, grinding herself off against Dawn’s thigh, but all that really mattered now was the way the pleasurable ache in her clit was building and building to a crescendo.

“Need to obey!” Adelle finally gasped out. Her pussy felt feverishly hot through her panties, and Dawn shuddered in sympathy as she felt the other woman shake and twitch in arousal. “Need to obey, need to cum, can’t think, ofuck ogod ofuck cum Dawn, cum Dawn, cum for me cum for me cum for me…” The words kept going, but Dawn didn’t hear them anymore, not consciously. The only thing in her mind was the white-hot pleasure of orgasm, again and again and again as Adelle’s thumb danced on her clit until she blanked out in ecstasy.

Dawn didn’t know how long it was before Adelle finally stopped bringing her off. Time still didn’t have much meaning, not with the drug coursing through her veins. But eventually, Adelle pulled away and said, “Open your eyes, Dawn.”

Dawn complied. It wasn’t easy; every part of her wanted to stay completely limp, floating in the pleasure and shivering at each tiny aftershock of the all-consuming orgasm she’d just experienced. But Adelle had told her to open her eyes. All she could do now was respond, obey, submit. She stared vacantly at Adelle, her gaze hazy and unfocused.

Adelle reached into the cabinet and slipped the bottle into her coat pocket, then adjusted her skirt back into some kind of semblance of order. She looked in the mirror, putting a few stray strands of dark hair back into place. “There we go, love,” she said, holding out a hand to Dawn. “Now, stand up for me.”

That was a lot harder than opening her eyes, but Dawn managed. She sagged against Adelle, the drug still making her limbs feel loose and rubbery. “That’s it, Dawn,” Adelle said, leading her out the door and down the hall. “One foot in front of the other, good girl. Good girl.” The brief tingles of pleasure every time Dawn heard the words ‘good girl’ didn’t make standing any easier, but knowing that it was Adelle’s will that she keep walking helped.

Adelle led her out the door, pausing to exchange a few brief, meaningless words with the receptionist, and to her car. Dawn slumped into the passenger seat with a sigh of relief. “That’s right, good girl,” Adelle said, brushing her hand over Dawn’s face to pull Dawn’s eyelids shut once more. “Just relax, and let me take you home.” Dawn understood that ‘home’ didn’t mean her apartment, but she was already too drowsy to care. She knew that by the time she’d spent six days with this regimen of drugs and pleasure-conditioning, she’d be too programmed to want to resist Adelle’s will ever again, but the drugs and the pleasure washed the worries away from her mind. She knew Adelle’s words were fucking her mind the way her fingers had fucked Dawn’s snatch, but she was too mind-fucked to care anymore.

All Dawn could really think about was that Adelle had been right all along. She was leaving the doctor’s office, and she really did feel all better now.

THE END

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“Fuck Jamie, have you finally lost it?” Yep! “I’ve gone mad, talking to myself now.” I pulled out my cell and called Lucas.

“Lucas, hey.”

“Oh, hey Jamie, it’s like…” Lucas sounded like a zombie, okay id just woke him up.

“Lucas, I need you to just listen okay, please?”

“Sure,” he coughed a bit, obviously I’ve woken him up, it’s like 02:20 in Houston. “What did you do now?” It was offered as a joke, but little did he know.

I took that as my cue, “look! it’s my fault, Lucas.”

“Hmmm ominous…” the sleepy dark voice countered.

“Well, I tried to silence some of the ghosts of my past, with my new-found adulthood. But someone took the training wheels off a-little-too-soon.”

“Oh, Fuck Jamie, you okay?”

I stopped to take a breath and try and slow my mind down, “I hadn’t spoken to Ben since that first call yesterday. No matter how many times I’d tried to call, message, snap him. Nothing, it is falling on deaf ears.” My voice faded away a little, “this all… this cost me dearly!

Oh, Lucas, I know in hindsight. I can see that it was too soon to meet up with Sam, just too soon and monumentally stupid.”

I heard Lucas under his breath, “Oh my god what have you done Jamie.”

“Lucas, the feelings between us, between me and Sam. They were still there somewhat. Well, a little; sure, they’d faded for me, coz I’m in love with Ben, but Sam was still very much not over it, us.”

“Okay Jamie, but what happened, did you two fuck or something?”

“Jesus no! No, no not that. I was telling him about Paris and our trip, the next minute. Lucas, you must believe me, I didn’t even see it coming. The next minute he almost kissed me! Shit, it was that close it might as well have been a kiss. Oh, Lucas, what am I going to do? I called Ben and told him, I wanted to be honest with him and I think I killed it between us.”

“Jamie, are you okay? No, you’re not okay you sound like …”

“Lucas, all I’ve been able to think about every waking spare moment has been consumed with, ‘if I’d been more in tune or aware, or just plain not so fucking stupid.’ I’d have realized what was happening, and not been like the giant dickhead I was, am.”

My emotions were fast escaping me, I could feel the hot sting as my eyes filled with unshed tears, “you know. It’s like watching a car crash but doing nothing to stop it because your welded in place, Jesus what the hell was I thinking, Lucas! What the absolute FUCK!”

“Lucas you there?” there was silence on the line.

His voice was quiet and slow, I’ma trying to understand it, Jamie. But it’s a struggle, what happened, how the-”

“Oh Lucas,” the tears were flowing freely now, “man I’ve cried more in the last six months than in the last ten years. Ben was heartbroken when I explained what happened, no matter what amount of apologizing or trying to explain my innocence in meeting Sam.”

“But Jaime, you should have known right. Didn’t you think something was going to happen?”

“I had no idea, Lucas. You’ve gotta believe me, please! You’ve seen us together, you know how much he means to me. But I guess when I look back, of course,” I could feel the sense of resignation and abject stupidity wash over me, “it was going to happen.”

I felt helpless, falling almost ripping through me. “Lucas I tried to get Ben. You know to see that it wasn’t planned. To be honest I kinda felt a little blind-sided by Sam, not to blame him I’m an adult… -well legally maybe not mentally- but I think I’d hit that self-district button subconsciously, with full detonation this time.”

I was shaking all over, I’d been switching between standing and sitting down. I had to sit down before I fell. I put my head between my knees for a moment to slow my breathing before I blackout.

“And then there’s Ty, you know Lucas, that we’ve been friends since Prep class. Then all the way through grade (primary) school and high school, think this has pretty much killed our friendship, well mortally wounded it now.” I stopped and took a long steadying breath, “I just hope someone doesn’t make the choice to turn off life support because I don’t want to lose him as a friend.”

“What do I do Lucas, I’ve fucked it up.”

“Jamie, I don’t know. But first you’ve got to try and calm down a little, else your gonna end up in the ER and that’s not going to help anyone right.”

Lucas paused for a moment, I could hear murmurs behind him and then him padding out on to a hard floor, the guy could never walk quietly, I smiled for a moment.

“We’ve got to try to get Ben to see that it was a mistake, honestly stupid. But a mistake all the same.”

I just sat there for the next forty minutes while we talked, I don’t even know what was said mostly. Lucas made me promise to get some rest, no booze and that he was going to call the guys to come and keep an eye on me, no arguments or he was going to call Mom.

..o0o..

Gav, Dave, Mike, and Louis surrounded me and Sam in Bozkurt Escort shifts almost for the next week. They were somewhere between supporting and schooling me on how dumb I was, well the both of us.

Ty had been made to feel like a second choice by Sam and me too I guess, that was going to hurt for a while. I tried to call Ty a few times and explain but the words just choked me, so I did it old school, I messaged him, explaining that I was sorry and struggling with trying to put into words all that I felt and regretted.

To complicate things, Sam tried to do a runner, Mike called in and found Sam three quarters packed and getting ready to flee, but the guys stopped him. Although he was a relative newcomer to the group, they all supported him and Ty, that what we do, through thick and thin.

For me though, thank god though for Adam, Julie and Lucas. They helped me through the following month, I don’t think I could have done it without them, I think it was like less than ten minutes after I’d spoken to Lucas that night and told him what happened with Ben, Sam and me that Adam turned up.

All flushed in the face and out of breath, he’d been on a run when Lucas called him and he sprinted over to me, so I’m guessing by the look of him it was a good six kilometers. -Not a bad effort sprinting Adam.- I was sitting down on the ground leaning against this old Redgum Eucalypt that I’d help save, it’s was kinda my tree at the reserve near the Cafe. It had seen the arrival of the first white settlers in the 1700s, and everything unfold around it. Guess I hoped if it could withstand all of that, it could help me.

..o0o..

Bad news spread quickly, no surprises, there right? Three days after that infamous day I got a message from Daniel, Bens brother asking me to call him, I did my god that was a painful call.

It ended in me just falling to pieces with Daniel, he’d just seen Ben and said he looked awful. Ben had been hiding at work and home and not talking to the rest of the family, Ben told him what had happened. It hurt so badly to hear Daniel explain to me how upset Ben was, how I’d wounded him, that although on some level Ben could see that it wasn’t my clearest group of decisions seeing Sam, he kind of acknowledged that it wasn’t like I’d gone looking for it, more as usual trouble found me.

Even though Ben told Daniel that he thought that Sam probably wasn’t entirely without blame, I was, I could have stopped it, I should have stopped it but still…

“Daniel, I just want to speak to him, please help me.” I sobbed into my cell phone.

“Jamie,” Daniel took a long breath, “I know how much Ben means or meant to you.”

His words burned my ears, I know that they weren’t intended too but they did all the same, “No! Daniel not meant! Means. Your brother means the world to me. I know I’ve been stupid, but it truly was well-intentioned, I just wanted to but the demons of my past behind me.”

I paused for a second, trying to get my mind, emotions, and mouth in the same sync. “I made peace with my ex-wife, I even excused my ex-father-in-law for his failings, I wanted to clear the decks, I wanted to have a clean slate. So that I could be everything for him-Ben. But I’ve just fucked it so badly.” My voice trailed away.

“Yeah, I get all of that and some Jamie! Hey, know you’re a great guy, genuine and all. But this-this.” Daniel stopped for a second, the frustration in his voice was palpable. I was waiting for him to pitch a fit at me, but it didn’t come. “I just don’t get how a guy that’s thirty years old, a firefighter and an officer can be so stupid? You’ve hurt my brother in a way that I didn’t think was possible. To be honest Jamie the day I found out y’all were lucky that there are eight thousand miles plus between us.” I was completely silent on the other end, he was right, how could I be so stupid.

“Don’t get me wrong Jamie, you’re not forgiven, not by a long shot. Love nothing more than to come down under and do the big brother thing. If I you don’t fix this! Plus, Ben wouldn’t forgive me either.” Daniel stopped, I think he was trying to speak without totally losing it at me, sure his voice had been steadily rising through the conversation, his anger growing but, who’s wouldn’t, right? “Jamie, what the absolute fuck! You didn’t see this coming? This whole thing with Sam, if it all happened as you say, there was a load of red flags going on, you didn’t see them?”.”

“No Daniel I didn’t.” I felt dejected like I was falling into a pit of doom. “I didn’t know or realize what was going on until Sam almost kissed me, that’s when my mind said oh fuck. This is not going the way you thought Jamie, you need to stop it now.”

Daniel just sighed. “Please, you must believe me, I was thinking about Ben, I was daydreaming almost we were back in France and it was … I’d disconnected from what was happening at the Café, then a second later he kissed me.” I could hear the desperation in my own voice as I spoke, Escort Bozkurt “I recoiled, saying no-no we can’t! I love Ben! Sam stop you have Ty and…” Silent tears were steadily flowing now, I couldn’t help it.

“Then Sam and I talked about all the people that would be hurt by this, and I wasn’t going to hurt Ben, guess it was all for nothing.” I was aimlessly staring out the window of my bedroom, looking at the parkland to one side and construction site that was the rest of the redevelopment, maybe there’s a hole I can crawl into and hide. “Daniel he won’t take my call’s my messages go unread I can’t get hold of him, it’s hopeless.”

We ended the call with Daniel saying that he’d try and help me if he could, but he wasn’t sure but he’d try.

If my grandma was still with us, she’d have described my world as ‘darker than the devils riding boots,’ and we all know that bad news spreads faster than a wildfire. Not to be outdone.

I think that Lucas’ resignation at this was really fucked, which matched my own assessment hurt the most. I was just waiting now, once Mom and Steph, Dad and everyone got hold of it I was going to be right royally fucked, and I was.

..o0o..

At times it felt like everyone was against me, I’m not minimizing it, but the way people were going off you would have thought that Sam and I were fucking and the video of it was being broadcast live into time square.

Everyone on the course was excited-nervous about the end coming up, I was just over it all. I’d written my resignation from the service three times and deleted it twice. The third attempt was sitting in my drafts folder. I was on the edge, just picture donkey in Shrek, when he’s ranting and saying he’s on the edge yup!

Maybe I need to just walk away from everything, head over to the west and work in the mines for a while. I could feel a slow burning smile cross my face, “Hmm that idea is looking better and better every day, maybe some simple hard work, without any of this baggage to carry around would be good for me,” humph… “or maybe I’m just running away.”

The four weeks leading up to the final exams plus the rounds of practical assessments were tough. It kept me distracted as the weeks just flew by, but none of that compared to what I was feeling outside of work. What can I say! I fucked up hard, beyond hard really.

Is monumentally fucked-up strong enough?

No, I don’t think that even covers it.

It all came to a head with the family one night. I walked out of the college Friday night before placement, thankfully it was Friday night so there wasn’t a full carpark of people to witness the inquisition.

I’d hidden in the library for a few hours like I’d been doing most nights for the past month, not able to study, I was just looking at the pages not seeing the print or not understanding it anyway. After another four-hour faux study session, I looked up at the clock, it was close to 2200h, “Okay let’s go home and hide in my bed for forty-eight hours.” I swept up my notebooks and manuals and headed out the door towards the darkened exit and carpark.

It was a warm night, the sweet smell of the eucalypts and last of the wattle trees filling the air with that unmistakable smell. It has been a dry month, we were expecting the summer to be big if the predictions stayed on target. The Eucalypts had started to shed leaves, the sound of them crunching beneath my feet as I walked across the roadway made me think of summer, summer in France with Ben. I felt that dark cold feeling wash over me at the memory.

As I walked over to my truck and unlocked it, movement from my right caught my attention, giving me a startle at first. Pretty quickly I realized that it was Mom and Steph appearing from the carpark shadows. I kinda knew what level of ass kicking was coming, there was no way to avoid it, I’d done pretty well I think dodging them this long, but my time on the run was over. I dropped my bag on to the driver’s seat of the truck, turning back toward them, closing the door, leaning against the rear door waiting for it, resigned to my fate.

Mom started off first, not in a loud voice, more questioningly “Jamie, how could you. The boy loves you!” exasperated was how I’d describe Mom’s voice. “Jamie, good god, his family love you… not to mention without his help you’d be dead!”

Fuck Mom, you don’t think I know all of that, I shook my head. Yeah Nah, not saying that else his hard work would have been for nothing, my Mom is wonderful, but don’t cross her.

“You don’t think he deserves better than you making out with your ex- or hook-u. I think you call it?” She looked at Steph for reassurance that the correct term had been used. “I thought we’d taught you better, James. That we’d set better examples.” Mom stopped there silent for a moment as if to let her words wash over me and kick in.

I rolled my head back, looking to the sky for salvation, taking a breath, Mom wasn’t finished, not by a long Bozkort Escort Bayan shot. I couldn’t help it, a tear escaped my closed eyes, and she caught sight of it slip down the side of my cheek toward my earlobe.

“Oh Jamie, oh my boy… I’m sorry. It’s just that.” Mom stopped mid-sentence, stepping forward silently, then wrapping her arms around me. I felt myself subconsciously leaning forward hugging her back, her warmth, her love I could feel it, like some sort of envelope surrounding us, protecting me. I’d felt so much worse than I thought I could possibly feel, I couldn’t help it, in the end, I just broke down, I needed to. I think I was grieving what was lost.

“I’m not angry as much as I’m disappointed James,” quietly, she finished with and it hurt.

I still don’t know if she meant to hurt me with that one, or it was just an honest feeling. I’m gonna give mom the benefit of the doubt, I think I was at a point where anything said would hurt. Now the tears were streaming down my face, “Mom, Stephanie. You don’t think I know that… You don’t think I regret it?” I was just sobbing now, weeks of pain, hiding and regret had taken their toll on me. “If I could take that five minutes back there is nothing I wouldn’t change for Christ sake Mom.” I could feel her stiffen at my cussing out, but I thought well if I’m ever going to get a free pass its now.

“The bit y’all don’t get, is that I love him. I love Ben! I’d marry him given the chance, now because I was trying to be more adult and face things not run from them, I fucked up hard. I’ve only felt this bad once before…”

“So how about y’all…” I thought I better not to complete that sentence as I was somewhere between hurt and angry now. I so desperately wanted to just say “just fuck off and let me be,” but although I could easily welcome sweet silent death now. I knew that it would come to my mom’s hands if I said that, instead I turned slightly and pulled away. “Thank Mom, you to Steph. I’m guessing you came down to kick my ass, but …”

“No Jamie, we came down too-okay well maybe a little bit,” Stephanie laughed, “but I think what we need to do is get out of your way and let you work through it, okay little brother.” She smiled at me, “once you’ve worked out what you want to do, we’ll help, okay.”

“Thanks, Steph, thanks, Mom.” I hugged them both and climbed into my truck without another word. I turned the key and pulled the truck it into drive, headed off out of the car park and along the highway home.

Imagine my surprise was when I pulled up out front of my place to see my dad sitting there. My blood ran cold for a second till I spotted a six-pack of beers, I clicked open the garage and drove alongside him, “those for my wake?” pointing at the beers. “You won’t have long to wait, Mom and Steph had a crack.”

His face was mixed with sadness and disappointment, he stood up off the garden seat that Adam had installed. So, Adam, I came home one day and bang there was an antique looking garden seat there. Said he’d always like them, “they make a garden look inviting,” guess he was right.

“Well son, there’s no round two here, it’s just us now.”

‘Oh, great’ I thought to myself, gonna get my ass kicked by my dad now.

“And I’ve gotten a different take on it than your mom, and sisters.”

His comment made me snap my head back in his direction, wonder if “those beers to drink or hurl at me Dad?”

“No son,” he grimaced a little, “there for us to drink. While we talk about this and work out a way of resolving it.” He smiled a little, “and they’re not actually from me, seems Lucas is feeling bad about the conversation you two had, says he can’t reach you so sent me over with beers to make sure you were okay.”

“Yeah well, my phone is off so…” at that moment it dinged with a stupid message from the home management system telling me I’d left the roller door up… of course, I had! I hadn’t driven in yet, no you can’t close the garage door fuck’n!

“Hmmm,” dad rubbed his chin. “Seems it’s just turned itself back on Jamie, amazing things these Smartphones hey.” He smiled raising his eyebrows, walking into the garage ahead of the truck as I parked it.

Dad had a totally different take on it, I could see that I was trying to sort stuff out, Mark had called him the other day and told dad about my conversation with Tracey, “So you’ve settled thing between you and Tracey I hear Jamie. That’s a good move.”

“Thanks, Dad, but I’m-”

“We need to get Ben to listen to you, at a minimum. To understand if possible and hopefully forgive you if you’re lucky, right?”

“Yeah well that’s a nice plan, but don’t think it will work out. See Ben has to speak to me to start with and that’s not happening.”

“Well let’s see if over these beers we can’t think of a way to sort this out, I know you were just trying to mend fences with people in your life, it’s commendable. I don’t think your mother knew about your conversation with Tracey the day before all of this.” Dad smiled, “so you leave your mother to me, okay son.”

“Thanks,” We settled down for a few beers and watched the game that Adam had recorded for me on the DVR, Eagles vs Cowboys, god I hope we win. A win would be nice now and that’s how we came up with the plan to write to him.

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A lone tear trickled down the corner of Mandi’s eye as she stared into the dwindling fire. She was laying on her side with Chris, a perfect stranger in more ways than one and a new client for her company spooned behind her. The snowstorm had given them both an opportunity to explore their new relationship and each other but for Mandi deep seeded doubts about her unfulfilling and loveless marriage resurfaced in a new light. Someone had treated her like a goddess and wantonly administered more pleasure to her than she had ever experienced before in her life. She wondered if it was the lack of attention that she received in her mentally abusive marriage or Chris’ charming ways that opened her body and mind to such pleasures. Strangely she felt no guilt but sadness at wondering if this moment in her life would end with Chris and her life would once again be plunged into mundane servitude to a marriage she had committed over half of her life to.

Mandi was in deep thought when she realized something was poking against the soft flesh of her rump. She glanced over her shoulder and realized that Chris was still asleep but his cock was hard and twitching against her ass cheek. All thoughts of her husband and her miserable marriage evaporated as she could feel her heart begin to pound with excitement. Her nipples immediately hardened and she could feel her vulva spasm with desire. She shifted up trying to position herself so that Chris’ member could slip between her thighs. Chris stirred slightly but didn’t wake as his rigid pole slid between Mandi’s thighs. She pulled her right leg up and spread her thighs allowing Chris’ cock to spring against her moistening slit. She laid her dainty hand over his engorged head and slowly lowered her leg trapping him against her wet swollen lips. She uncontrollably began to Bomonti Escort move her hips back and forth, her pussy coating the topside of Chris’ dick. Her fingers pressed lightly on the underside of his cock her palm covering the head as her thumb flicked her clit. She could feel her juices flowing more copiously as her heart pounded.

Still sleeping Chris’ hips unconsciously thrust forward and back, a low moan rumbled deep in his throat as the head of his dick rubbed against Mandi’s slick mons. His arm was draped over her and his hand instinctively covered her bare breast. Mandi’s nipples hardened even more as they pressed against the palm of his hand. Mandi could feel precum coating her hand as she gently pressed Chris against her. Chris began to thrust slowly back and forth, his hand was now squeezing her large breast harder and his breathing quickened but still he remained asleep.

Mandi continued to stroke her clit and could feel an orgasm building rapidly deep in her womb. She quivered uncontrollably as she felt the first wave wash over her. Her hand instinctively pressed Chris hard against her now flowing pussy and as Chris pressed forward the head of his cock popped into her well lubricated hole and immediately sent a torrent of spasms surging through her abdomen. She could feel her muscles tighten around Chris’ cock as her pussy tried to milk his liquid of life from him. She leaned forward as she bent at the waist opening her legs more to allow more of Chris’ cock to slide into her clinching pussy. She looked down and watched as her pussy lips tried to grip Chris well lubricated dick as it slowly sank deep within her.

Chris moaned as the fog of sleep lifted and he realized that the sensations he thought he was dreaming were in fact real. His strong Bomonti Escort Bayan hands grasped Mandi’s waist and pulled her ass toward him forcing his meat even deeper into her brushing against her g-spot with each stroke. He slid his right hand from her waist around her his fingers playing in the soft curls of her pubic mound searching for the hardened bud at the top of her slick pussy as he increased the speed with which he stroked in and out of her. Chris ran his left hand up her back and filled with her long brown hair. He could tell she was watching the erotic show of his dick stoking in and out of her slit. He grabbed a handful of her hair forcing her head back and to the side so that she was looking over her shoulder into Chris’ blue eyes filled with lust and passion. She was nearing an internal explosion as his fingers found her clit and began a circular assault. He was enthralled by the sight of her tits heaving up and down with each stroke of his cock into her quivering pussy. He could tell that this vixen impaled on his shaft was nearing climax as her rounded stomach began to quiver uncontrollably. He felt himself nearing orgasmic bliss, as her pussy seemed to increase its grip on his dick. He could feel her muscles milking him unbelievably harder as he thrust as deep into her as he could and unloaded his balls of surging cum.

“UUUUGGGGGHHHHHH!”

Chris came harder than he had ever remembered in precise timing with Mandi’s own orgasm. He looked into her soft reddened face as she panted for breath, her body in self-recovery from the millions of tingles she felt in every nerve of her body. Chris saw what he thought was a tear escaping down her cheek. “Are you ok Mandi? Did I hurt you?”

“Oh no Chris… Sweetie, I am fine.” She turned her head and Bomonti Escort Bayan kissed Chris’ hand as the good-looking young executive gently caressed her shoulder. Chris continued to stroke her hair and shoulders gently, their bodies still joined.

“That was wonderful Mandi.” Chris said softly as he caressed her saddened face.

Mandi’s eyes rolled back and her eyelids closed as she rolled over facing him and hugged Chris’ neck hard, her body still quivering as his softening dick slipped out of her. “Yesss it was… it was wonderful… more wonderful than I thought sex could ever be.”

Chris looked at Mandi questioningly but didn’t want to be too invasive of her obvious personal dilemma. “I find that hard to believe! You are the most exciting woman I have ever been with.”

Mandi hugged him even harder and kissed him hungrily. Slowly she relaxed her grip on her prince charming… “Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, ask away”.

“How long were you married?”

“Seven years. Chris replied. How long have you been married?”

Mandi laughed and turned to look at Chris “27 years next month.” Chris was stunned… “WOW! You must have gotten married very young.”

“Chris, I think that was a round-about way of asking how old I am.” Mandi said with a broad grin. Chris face went flush as he realized his faux pas. “No, not at all it’s just that I didn’t think you could be that… uhhh… well what I mean to say is… uhhh.” Mandi place a finger over his lips and whispered “I’m 48”.

Chris was stunned that this gorgeous woman could be only a year younger than his own mother… but somehow that not only didn’t seem to matter but it excited him. He looked into her eyes and gently cupped her face as he bent down and kissed her deeply. He felt a surge in his loins as their tongues softly danced with each other. He leaned back and let out a deep sigh. “Whew… I think I better throw another log on the fire… I think we are going to need it.”

Mandi watched Chris as he stepped over her and tended the fire. “I don’t know… I think you have already started a bigger fire!”

To be continued…

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I was more than half way through my latest test from Sue. I was to show both her and Claire twelve different positions to fuck me with and perform it for at least 5 minutes making it virtually an entire hour of being fucked by these two gorgeous women. Claire was wearing a thick double ended 7″ strap-on, while Sue donned a massive 9″ cock so thick I couldn’t reach my fingers around it. I was also instructed to remain fully erect the entire time, even if it meant stroking myself from time to time. Oh yeah… and I was instructed NOT to cum.

Claire’s latest effort was the 7th position and it was now Sue’s turn once again. I looked deep into her eyes, gently stroking my hard cock, which the two women kept referring to as my clit. In fact, my ass was now my pussy and I was their little slut for the day. Sue was beautiful, and I wanted nothing more than to please her by passing her test. Thus far, I had failed miserably on every occasion and I was quite sure this was my last chance.

“Mistress, could I ask that we move to the guestroom for the remaining experiences?” I said with my hand outstretched to her.

“Of course you may, little one.” And she reached out and took my hand. I turned and reached out to Claire, “Madame, would you be so kind as to join us in the guestroom?”

Still exhausted and breathing heavy, she too reached out and took my other hand as we walked into the room where I slept just last night, all three of our cocks bobbed this way and that as we did. I lead Claire to the oversized chair in the corner where she sat herself down and immediately began to slowly stroke her fake dick. I asked Sue to lie in the middle of the bed, and I propped an additional pillow behind her head. I wasn’t real sure how this would work, but kept at it as if to appear I planned it all along. I then straddled her large hips and lowered myself onto her huge cock.

“I’m flattered pet, but I do believe we’ve already tried this position,” Sue began. “Do not disappoint me now.”

“I won’t Mistress, please wait a moment.” I then extended my right leg and then left to either side of her chest and then using my arms to support myself, I leaned back away from her, keeping my legs somewhat bent to support my other half. With my midsection now suspended, I began to raise my pelvis up, sliding along the length of her 9″ cock.

“Please Mistress, could you possibly hold your beautiful thick cock in place for me, I’ll take care of the rest.” Sue took hold of its base and I slowly began to lower myself back down onto her shaft, and then back up again. “Mistress, I believe this is number eight, yes?”

Sue smiled, “Yes it is, my slut. Yes it is. I’m most impressed. How does it feel?”

“Wonderful Mistress, I love having you inside of me,” I answered, followed by a loud moan. My hips were now steadily moving in an up & down motion as I rode her cock. I suppose it was due to the angle of penetration, because on my downward stroke, I felt her cock rub my prostrate and it truly did feel wonderful. I would be in trouble if I kept it up like that, so I once again concentrated on Mistress’ pleasure, but it sure felt good. I would come into contact with hand each time I bottomed out. Sue used her left hand and reached for my balls, running her nails on the tight skin. I remained focused on her as she would occasionally tap on them or squeeze them.

Claire then noticed something and spoke up, “Sue darling, our little plaything is leaking.” Sure enough, pre-cum was dribbling out from the attention my prostrate was receiving. A pool had developed just below my belly button.

“Claire, would you please take care of that dear?”

“Of course, Sue. I’ve got just the trick.” Claire stood and scooped up what she could with her fingers and rubbed it all over her cock. Then she walked over and stood behind me as I continued to ride Sue’s cock. She leaned over my head and told me to lean my head back. When I did, her cock was looking me in the face and she slid it into my mouth with one steady push while holding my head still. The taste of my sweet pre-cum excited me even more. Soon, Claire was face fucking me while I maintained a nice rhythm on Sue’s beautiful cock.

After a few more minutes, Claire pulled out of my hungry mouth and asked Sue if she could have her turn now.

“I supposed it has been five minutes, are you ready for another round little one?” she asked me. I sat fully on her cock now and answered yes, but I wanted to keep riding her cock. I remembered though that I would still have two more turns with Sue before the test was over. Claire scooped up the remaining pre-cum on my stomach and brought it to my mouth while I sat up and brought my legs back under me so I could sit up. I moaned as I sucked her two fingers, rolling my tongue around them and then lifted myself off from Sue’s cock.

Sue slowly swung her legs over and sat up and then took a seat in the corner chair. Claire withdrew her fingers from my mouth and asked me, “well, Bolluca Escort what will it be this time, slut?”

I lay down on the bed and then turned over onto my back. Since my high school days on the wrestling team, I have always been limber and I had an idea that should turn on the seemingly insatiable Claire.

I took hold of my ankles and pulled them back to my head and moved my elbows inside of my knees. I lay there with my gaping man pussy open to this sexy woman with the 7″ strap on.

“Please Madame, I want you to use that big cock of yours and fuck me with everything you have. I want your cock deep in my pussy, fucking me until you shoot your hot cum deep inside of me!”

Claire certainly was enjoying my dirty talk and slutty behaviour. I felt her weight on the bed as she got on her knees between mine and pushed the head of her lovely cock into me, then placed her hands on either side of my head and drove the rest of it into me. In no time, she was nailing me in a piston-like fashion, driving her cock into my hungry ass/pussy balls and all, or so it seemed. She was so hot, fucking me with her fake cock like she had been doing it all her life. I couldn’t help but wonder how close that was to the truth. All that could be heard was the slapping of her fake balls each time she maxed out, grunts and groans, moans of pleasure and me calling out to her to “Fuck me, Madame! Fuck me harder! Yes!! YES!!”

The picture in my head of what we must’ve looked like made me so hot. I looked to my right and saw Sue watching Claire’s attack on my hungry hole. I was convinced that Claire did not have a five minute limit when we were at it; rather she was allowed to fuck me until she climaxed and sure enough it happened. She drove into me hard and held it there, deep inside of my ass/pussy, shortened breath and then a quick few strokes in & out with a quiet scream and her head thrown back. It was really something to see, a middle aged woman in the midst of orgasm brought on by her fucking my ass with a strap on dildo. I felt wickedly excited knowing that this was brought on by my participation.

When she pulled out of me, I again felt empty. I enjoyed presenting myself in the contorted position I had with Claire and wanted to do likewise for Sue. Claire rolled over onto her back in order to catch her breath and I looked over to Sue as I scooted to the end of the bed.

“Mistress, could I ask you to sit here at the foot of the bed?” I asked, standing up to make room for her, my cock/clit remaining as hard as ever knowing I was close to passing her test. Sue walked over with that huge cock of hers menacingly swaying from side to side as she did. When she sat down on the edge, I knelt down between her legs, put my hands on each knee and took her cock in my mouth. I began sucking it deep into my mouth, but still only able to take 7 of the nine inches, though that wasn’t my goal to deep throat her entire length. I used my hands to spread her legs apart, then let go of the grip my mouth had on her cock and I briefly licked the underside of her strap on, as though it were real and she could feel it, even licking and kissing her fake balls. I then sat down and set my legs on the bed and scooted my bottom closer to her until it was against the bed. Then I flipped my legs over my head onto the floor on either side of my head, providing her immediate access and viewing of what must have been a gaping hole between my legs.

“Please Mistress, if you would please, dip your cock into my pussy and fill me with your beautiful meat!” I begged as seductively as I could.

While remaining on the edge of the bed, Sue took hold of her cock and was easily able to rest the head of her cock at my opening. She slapped it against my ass/pussy for a few moments, forcing me to want it even more.

“Oh Mistress, please fuck me with your beautiful cock! I really must have it! I need it deep inside of my pussy, spreading me open, stretching my cunt!” I really was begging for it now. I had to have it.

With the head of her cock resting at the opening of my hungry pussy, Mistress then slowly stood up and as doing so, her cock began to enter me. Ahhh, once again I was being filled with lovely cock!

This position wasn’t straining on Sue, which is exactly what I wanted. By simply squatting a little and then standing again, she could easily fully fuck me in a slow and methodical pace. Looking up at her, my cock/clit looked back down at me, merely inches from my face. Eventually she and then Claire made notice of this.

While I was moaning in delight from the glorious feeling of Sue’s entire nine inches once again burying itself deep into my pussy, or ass, Claire spoke out, “My dear Sue, I do believe with a bit of effort, the little slut could possibly suck on her own clit! That would certainly be something new!”

“Yes”, Sue replied a little out of breath as she continued to plough into me deeper and deeper. “I’ve heard of that being Escort Bolluca done, OOH, but have never seen it… oh dear, this position is doing something special for me!” She looked down at me, directly in the eyes, “little one, this is putting pressure at just the right spot, I, uh… um, it feels, oh yes… it feels quite good!” Her breathing was heavy, her pace picked up, especially on the down stroke where she would grind her cock into me before pulling back out. I could only imagine that the base of the dildo was pressing against her clit.

Sue began to fuck me with earnest, in the same manner that Claire did. She began to squeeze her tits with full hands as she rose up and back down, sliding the entire length of her fake cock into my wanting pussy or cunt or ass, whatever, it felt fantastic! She began to moan and then drove it in as deep as it would go and ground herself hard onto the base of it.

“Uuuuuggghhhh!” she moaned aloud, “oh gaaaawwwwwd, ohhhhhhhhhh!” Then her body shook and convulsed. I was bringing her to orgasm! She continued to push her cock further into me, as though trying to push her balls in, too! It actually felt as though they would get pushed into me. The full weight of her was upon me, grinding her pussy against the giant strap on, which in turn was grinding against my pussy/ass and it felt wonderful to know I had brought her this much pleasure.

Claire came over and whilst kneeling over my head, her cock lying on my face, she ran her fingers up and down the backs of my thighs, pulling them down ever so slightly as she did. She traced her fingernail on my, oh so sensitive, perineum that made me shiver and pulled my leg down a little further with the other hand. Together with Sue’s weight pushing down on me, I saw as the head of my cock inched closer to my face.

Claire looked down at me as Sue regained her composure, but remained with all of her weight on me and all of her cock in me.

“Lick it, slut!” said Claire. “Do it, we want to see it!”

I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue reaching for the head of my cock/clit. As a young kid, I used to do tricks with my tongue, like roll it over one way and the other and even touch the tip of my nose with it, so it was long. Out it stretched and the head of my cock/clit felt, for the first time, my very own warm tongue against it. This excited both Claire and Sue. Sue began to bob up and down while her cock remained in me, causing my own to gently bounce against my tongue. Soon I was able to press my lips against it, but that was it. I wasn’t flexible enough for anymore.

“That’s definitely something I want you to work on, my pet,” said Sue as she began to stand and then sit back down on the edge of the bed. Claire released my legs and they instinctively fell onto Sue’s thighs. My cock was achingly hard and straining before her.

Sue reached out and took hold of my turgid member and with a couple of slow and deliberate strokes said to me, “That, my dear, was fantastic. You’re nearly there. Can you succeed by performing two more times for us? Can you do that without cumming?” She knew I would blow if she continued to stroke me just a few more times, which would be unfair to me in this challenge.

She let go and padded my sac, “Such a lovely little play thing I have. Up you get, what do you have left for us?”

Sue stood up from the bed and both women, each donning their huge strap on cocks, stood on either side of me as I got to my knees and crawled onto the bed. I rolled onto my back with my neck hanging off the foot of the bed and my knees spread and bent.

“Mistress, I would like to try once again to take all of you into my mouth while Madame fucks me missionary style.”

Each looked at the other and moved into position. Claire took a pillow and patted the side of my bottom. I reacted by lifting my butt up and she placed the pillow, folded in half, underneath me, providing her easier access to my pussy or ass, whatever she wanted to call it, I didn’t care. I just needed it filled. When she got positioned between my legs, she guided her cock, once again, into my waiting hole and held it there just an inch or two inside of me. Sue then held her beast and after slapping my face with it two or three times, placed the head of it between my lips and held it there. In a concerted effort, each woman then slowly pushed into me a little more and then pulled back out. In a bit further and back out, in even more and back out, each in perfect rhythm with the other. Each pushing there cock further into me and then pulling back, each time a little deeper and a little more forceful. For my part, I just lay there and take it, and I was doing just that.

Soon, Claire was shoving her entire length into my man-pussy and Sue had a good 7 inches of her nine filling my mouth. I tilted my head further back, removing the angle of my throat altogether and soon I felt Sue’s balls ever so lightly touch my nose. Then again, then harder Bolluca Escort Bayan against my nose and then… her beautiful fake balls were pressed against my upper lip. I had taken all of her magnificent 9″. When both women saw that, they began to begin with a steady fucking of my, oh let’s just say it, my pussy and my mouth. With Claire lying on top of me, supported by her elbows, she watched as Sue’s cock could be seen in my throat with each stroke. I was choking, but loved the fact that I swallowed her whole.

Claire then sat up on her knees, remaining inside of me and grabbed my hips. Then she went for it, she knew this was number eleven and her last time (for now anyway) to fuck me to her own orgasm. And she was determined to do just that.

As Claire began to groan and grunt, bringing herself off at the mercy of my well fucked pussy, I looked up at Sue as she caressed my cheek, my cock filled cheek. Sue withdrew her cock and rubbed the saliva lubricant all over my face, stroking it as she did. Claire continued her assault and then just like that, she was over the edge and shook violently as she let out a long moan and took in a deep breath.

“Oh God!” she said as she looked down at me. “I do miss this. You, our dear little slut, are a pleasure to have around.” She then looked to Sue, “You don’t mind my forwardness, do you my dear?”

“Of course not.” was her simple reply. “Now, let’s see what we’ll get for a finale from our little plaything.”

Claire carefully pulled out of me, allowing me to enjoy the long, slow withdraw. She left only the head inside of me for a few moments, reached down and took a firm hold of my clit, then looked me deep in the eyes and smiled. I let out a gasp as I was incredibly sensitive after everything we’ve been doing all day. She squeezed harder and then let go as she simultaneously pulled the head of her cock out of me.

I took a few quick breaths through pursed lips as I even shook a little. “Are you alright my pet?” asked Sue.

“Yes Mistress, I’m just, well… this has been such an incredible experience for me today and I’m, well, at the peak of arousal, my face has pins and needles, my co… ahem, my clit is overly sensitive and my pussy feels empty.”

“Is it all too much for you my pet?” asked Sue.

“No, no!” I answered quickly. “No, please… we’re, I mean, I’m almost there. There’s just one more position I want to show you Mistress. Can you please sit up here in the middle of the bed for me? Just sit and cross your legs, please Mistress?”

Sue reached out and cupped my chin as she walked around to the side of the bed and sat down. Then she elegantly swung her legs over so lady like, even though she was sporting such a huge appendage. She scooted into position and crossed her legs, never taking her eyes off of me. Facing each other, I got up on my knees and moved to her. Placed one leg around her and then took hold of her cock as I swung my other leg around, lowering myself onto her nine inch wonder, letting my full weight down onto it as it buried itself into me. I then wrapped my legs around her and wrapped my arms around her neck.

“Mistress, this is number twelve. Thank you.” And with that, I began a slow to and froing of my hips as I rode her in sheer bliss.

“You have done well, little one… extremely well.” Sue looked over my shoulder to Claire and nodded, “Claire can you also help me with mine please?”

I felt Claire’s presence behind me. She was on her knees and reaching around me unbuttoning Sue’s blouse. I raised my hands so she could peel it off Sue’s shoulders. Then, remarkably, Claire reached around Sue fiddled with something I could only imagine was her bra. When the straps went limp and Claire slid them down Sue’s shoulders, I knew I was correct. The only thing holding it in place were our bodies pressed together.

Claire’s arms were under mine and she reached up to hold my shoulders and softly kissed the top of my head. I felt her bare breasts pressed against my back as she rose up onto her knees and I felt a breast on either side of my head. Her hands pulled me back a few inches allowing Sue’s bra to fall between us and I couldn’t look. I couldn’t believe this was happening! My eyes must’ve been a big as saucers as I just kept eye to eye contact with Sue. Sue moved her hands under each breast and lifted those mighty and wondrous tits to my face and pushed them against me, taking my breath away. I swear, if I would have died right then and there, I would have died a very happy man.

“Keep rocking little one, don’t stop,” she whispered to me.

So I did just that, I rocked forward while the two of them held their tits up surrounding my head. I began moaning as I rocked and then Sue pulled away and pointed her right nipple to my mouth. The nipple was dark brown in colour, sticking out proudly ½”-3/4″ and her areola was maybe 3″ across. My mouth opens and I simply began to suckle it as I rode her cock. First one, then the other nipple. I turned my head further to my right and sucked on Claire’s right nipple, slightly smaller and lighter in colour, it was nonetheless beautiful. I reached my hand around to my right and took hold of Claire’s cock and began to stroke it, remembering that the other end of it was inserted in her pussy.

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“Are you up for spanking?” Jacko asked the moment I arrived for our weekly rendezvous in his mobile home.

“Give me a chance to get in the door!” I returned with a smile.

“Well Alex. I just wondered; with you wearing those very evocative tight brush jeans which, as you know, work wonders on my libido.”

“Is that what they call it now” I teased – deliberately not answering his spanking question.

But of course that is why I wore the extra tight jeans because I knew Jacko would give me of his very best. It was plainly evident he already had a real hard-on beneath his shorts which looked mighty good to me.

I always felt so free with Jacko. There were no inhibitions and his thinking was much the same as mine.

“I might be!” I said in a very provocative tone, he loved me to tease him.

“If I am not mistaken, that’s why you are wearing those jeans, because you are in spanking mode huh Alex?”

I touched him. I couldn’t resist. He looks so right in those blue shorts. His body was lean and supple and as I felt his warmth I also felt a jerk and knew what he was after. Well, that’s what I was hoping; I was all primed up for it and no mistake. I missed seeing him last week; we usually see each other on Sundays – that is the only time I can get down from my place 200 miles away. But it was well worth it having quality time with Jacko, He made it worthwhile for me every time.

I felt him some more as he eased his hand over and around my rear. It was nice and soothing. I felt I belonged with Jacko. He was so nice and we were so very compatible.

At last I said it would be fine for him to spank me and I would like that. It was such a cold winters day it would well and truly warm and prime me up for what would come afterwards, that was always a cert, I knew that, I had gotten to know Jacko that well. Although that is not to say he is always predicable, I wouldn’t like that, I love the element of surprise; but ten to one, he would fuck me eventually. And, always with gusto.

“You are my heaven, Alex you really are. And afterwards, when I have spanked you, you will be fine with the face sitting huh?”

“That goes without saying, you know that Jacko” I retuned.

“Are you wearing red ones today? You know how I adore you in red a red thong when you face sit me”

“For you, yes Jacko, and by the time Boğazköy Escort you have spanked me they will be well soiled as you like them to

be.”

He looked so happy. He asked me to bend over his knee and took some time to prepare me. I love that, feeling his strong hands stretching up my jeans as tight as could be, ‘to pronounce my ass in its best profile’ he said.

So tight that I felt he was splitting me in half and I told him so!

“Well Alex, you wouldn’t like it any other way would you? I know you by now and you look so good and ready, I adore your ass so warm and so supple to feel.”

“Better than Angela’s then, Jacko?”

“Why did you bring her up?, I told you I have found my true leaning with you. Girl were fun but now I have got you.”

“You liked looking under their skirts though Jacko, you told me so. You said there was nothing quite like sniffing beneath a girl’s skirt and sucking her cherry.”

“Okay, so I like both, I guess I am bi but you now come first in my life.”

“Don’t worry there is no problem,” I assured. Maybe I am bi too, I have never been with a girl but that is not to say I have never fancied one.”

“What are you inferring Alex? Jacko asked as he placed his hand between my thighs to spread them.

“Just to let you know the score that’s all Jacko, I mean if you still fancied having fun with a girl we could maybe share, I am not adverse to is okay?”

“Fine Alex. You are full of surprises but for now let’s concentrate on the job in hand shall we?”

Really I was trying to say in so many words that if he ever got tired of me and went back to being with a girl; I would be willing to make it more interesting if we shared. I could see myself doing that. I have thought about it many times, it is Jacko that spurred me on in that direction when he told me how it was with Angela and the things they did together. I had images in my mind during the time I was away from him and succumbed to the urge to masturbate, so I know I would be up for it. Maybe in the future..

Imaging a nice warm wet quinny to face sit me. Heaven!

But Jacko was firmly delivering his first set of spanks, he would have me count them up to ten, and when we got to ten he would massage me with coconut oil and start all over. But next – if I agreed- he’d beat Boğazköy Escort Bayan me with the back of his hair brush which stung like hell but was good for his libido. Although bent steeply across his lap for a good sound spanking I could feel that was very much alive and well.

I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth and took the brush punishment as well; my ass must have been ripe red when he finished another ten. He said did I mind if he continues with five strokes of the cane, I would normally have said yes but I had not quite got over the lashing he gave me last Sunday and asked if we could forego that.

He was always considerate, perhaps a bit too much sometimes because often I feel the desire for him to take me agai8nst my will, but one thing at a time, Was having a lot of fun as things were and we had all the time in the world to experiment with each other and try new things.

Now, asking me to relax o all fours on the settee he set to work with the post spanking treatment.

“I so love to suck you up when you are freshly spanked Alex. You look so very appealing and wonderful, I want to do everything with you and finish off giving you my deep rough fuck.”

Jacko said it as it was and how he felt. No half measures with him, he would have my ass the way he wanted and how! Now stripped and naked, for the next half hour I would enjoy all the licking, sucking he could muster and that would end up with me sitting on his face and letting him sniff me up and do all the things he enjoys, as much as did I, his head squeezed tightly between my thighs. He would lick my balls, suck out my asshole and suck my cock in turn. That was so divine but the best when after that; I changed position so I could suck him up too and that was perfection, the two of us simply loving and enjoying the wonderful surge and taste of hard throbbing cock in our mouths. Until we both came with force, each of us spunking the other and then indulging in very deep passionate French kiss which ended the first session perfectly.

We would chill and cherish each other’s taste and I would feel the pain in my ass change to numbness, which was a lovely feeling to be hold, having been well spanked and nourished with hard hot cock and it was all so beautiful.

“Let’s fuck when you are ready” I said seeing his cock rising once Escort Boğazköy more, It was so alluring and already I felt that certain jibe in my rectum that spurred me on for the feel of thrusting cock inside..

I gave him a few steady but firm jerks and balled him a little too, to get him up to the full-size. He sniffed my thong and said he would keep it under his pillow when I had gone.. It seemed instinctive that I should give him a little more oral as he sniffed my thong and that was divine too, I loved to feel him grow in my mouth and experimented taking him deep throat which I was gradually getting the hang of, which was truly sensual for us both.

But during the sucking I somehow got into me head the story Jacko told me about how he put a banana down his pants to lure girls. But he came unstuck taking on a request to strip for a hen party, when they discovered his true caliber. Okay so it was big but not as big as the large banana!

I just chuckled some still with cock in mouth and made Jacko jerk back, taking his cock out of my mouth with a popping sound and then putting it back again, telling me to do that again – meaning to chuckle whilst sucking him, apparently it gave him an entirely new experience which was all great stuff.

That’s how it was with Jacko and I. We got on perfectly and were both willing to experiment.

Cock well primed he went for it, clambered over me from the back as he had me on all fours and jerked it into me, stretching my pre-primed hole to a withstanding aperture and all at once I was full of him, lock, stock and barrel.

He gave me the fucking I craved for and he was hungry for, good and deep and penetrating to the absolute length which was a good seven inches, he had me measure it. I teased him about that saying it was not so long as the banana!

“You will have to suffer for that” he yelled and gave me an extra stroke of the hair brush.

As he fucked me I felt my ass stretching and jumping to his heaving as he gripped my thighs and let me have it. He must have been there for a whole ten minutes as he fucked me raw, my ass was well spanked and fucked and not only that, he wanted more, loots more sucking and licking afterwards, he was predominantly a bum man and no mistake and by the time he had really done with me, I was walking somewhat bandy and it was his turn to have a laugh.

Next time wear your blue man thong” he said. “I’d like that.”

Although I was well and done I looked forward to the next time, It could not some quick enough. I shall just have to try and get a job close to him and then maybe I can live with him so we can fuck to our heart’s content, nice thought!

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Jerome looked at his phone.

Nothing.

“Damn!” he thought. He thought that maybe this time it would happen. Last time, years ago in Alberta, it didn’t. And he’d been so ready to take the plunge. But the guy never showed. For some reason it felt different with Jack, their messages has gotten hotter and hotter, more detailed; less fantasy and more, well, planning. But the morning was slowly ticking by, and he hadn’t heard anything yet, despite the shared discretion and trust of exchanging actual phone numbers.

Trying to keep grounded and distracted from the growing ache in his groin, he busied himself in the garden, doing some weeding, listening to music in the warm sun. He could hear the sigh of the wind in the nearby trees, birdsong and the drone of cars in the distance. Happily his neighbour’s air conditioner was silent.

“Ping!”

His phone chimed. He stood up, knees cracking at the abrupt transition from totally bent to totally straight. He vowed for the millionth time to do more yoga. But looking at his fit body, salt and pepper hair across his chest and abdomen, reasonably taut stomach, and well-toned legs, it was clear that some sort of promise was indeed being kept. His green eyes scanned toward the phone, sitting on the deck railing out of the sun.

Jerome strode over to it and looked at the message. It was Jack. Finally!

“Just stopping for gas. Sorry I couldn’t text you when I was leaving, too much to do.”

Well, that’s it…he’s actually coming and this was actually going to happen.

It started out on Realjock, a website catering to athletic gay men who wanted to connect with other gay men, for friendship, sex, dating, and relationships.

The thing is, some men on that and other sites, it seemed, to Jerome, were just like him, Straight Men who want to have sex with Straight Men, SMSM for short. A lousy acronym, Jerome thought. But it adequately described men, like him, who were turned on by the idea of having sex with a man, oral and anal; turned on by the thought of grabbing a man’s hips as he thrust himself into that man’s asshole, so hot, so wet and so tight. Those very same men who were NOT attracted to men; didn’t get horny looking at a guy’s bearded face, or his legs, or sic-pack abs, not like when they looked at the delicious curves of a woman. It was enough to simply be human and horny and wanting to experience every flavour of pleasure that life could offer.

So Jerome found himself on Realjock perusing pictures of guys’ cocks and asses, photos of their toned, muscular bodies. No interest in bears. The other thing was, it was not easy to find bi-curious or bisexual men who were of the same mind in Smithfield. A bigger city? Yes. Smithfield? Not so much.

But there was one guy who seemed to fit the bill, nice cock, nice body, and wired like him, wanting sex, but no romance, kissing or dating; just fucking. After a couple of tentative, careful messages, ‘Jack’ asked Jerome what he was into. Here it came. He had to tell Jack the truth that he was merely bi-curious, had no experience, couldn’t promise anything, but did emphatically stress that he wanted to experience man to man sex. So he did, adding that he was dating a wonderful woman. A woman with whom he’d just shared his desire to have sex with a man.

Jerome’s messages seemed to have been compelling enough; certainly they were explicit enough to warrant a growing connection between the two men. They shared pictures, short videos, and then moved onto Skype; but nothing in person.

Yet it seemed so close to the real thing. The watched porn together, watched each other ride their toys, stroke off and cum on camera. But nothing in person yet. For whatever reason, it wasn’t yet time for the flesh to come into play.

Weeks went by, then months. They’d connect when they could, text when they could and mutually stroke when they could. Jerome was beginning to despair that he’d ever experience the real thing. But then the timing DID work in their favour.

Jack was free that coming weekend, so, tongue thick in his mouth, Jerome asked him to come down. Or rather, invited him to come down and fuck and suck and fuck some more. His weekend was equally devoid of commitments. Jack was more than happy to accommodate Jerome’s fantasies at last; oh happy day!

And now it was the weekend. FINALLY!

Jerome cleaned himself up, washing carefully as best he could. He made sure he was ready to provide a clean, attractive experience for Jack. He hoped Jack had done the same.

“Bing Bong!”

Trembling nervousness, Jerome answered the door.

And there he was. The man he was going to fuck.

Jack was about the same height and build, if not a bit more toned. Younger too, maybe by as much as a decade. Jerome was glad they’d exchanged face pics so neither of them was unpleasantly surprised. It was one thing to not be specifically attracted to men, but it was another to at least find them objectively aesthetic. His brown eyes were friendly, Beyoğlu Escort and he smiled as he put out his hand.

“Jerome, it’s great to finally meet in person,” he said amicably.

“Same here, Jack. Come on in,” Jerome welcomed his friend inside. Jack took off his shoes and was led into the living room. He saw the clean, bright space, artwork on the walls, no personal pics. The place felt more like a hotel room than the intimate space of someone’s home.

“Would you like something to drink, eat?” Jerome offered. “I bought some steaks from Costco for later.”

both men thought at the same time without saying anything.

“Maybe a beer?” Jack asked.

Jerome was glad had a stash of some craft beer chilling in the fridge. He himself never partook, but figured to not deny his guest.

The two guys sat down on the sofa. Jack, seeing his buddy’s obvious nerves, made small talk to at least take the edge off. The artwork was an optional start.

“Nice paintings,” he commented.

That was the trick. Jerome’s face transitioned from friendly but nervous to open and animated.

“Thank you,” he said with a smile.

“Did you do them?” Jack asked, mildly surprised at the powerful effect that one, small comment had.

“Um, yeah,” Jerome said, trying to be modest but so painfully unable to hide his pride. Indeed, his artwork was one of his pride and joys. He never tired of being complimented on his work. He stood up and guided his friend throughout the house, pointing out each one, and a quick anecdote that came with them.

They ended up in the bedroom.

“Sooo, that’s all of them,” Jerome said, leaving things quiet for a moment. Then Jack noticed the paraphernalia on the bedside table; massage oil, a dildo, condoms. He looked at Jerome and went over to the table to pick up the dildo.

“So this is the one in your video? That first one you sent?”

Jerome turned a bright red, suddenly thrust into the reality of their situation. He stood for a moment, at the knife edge of choice. He could close off, and let this be a dreadful misunderstanding, offer to pay gas and gently escort Jack out of the house. Or he could go forward, embrace the moment, take the fantasy in his hands and make it happen.

“That’s the one,” Jerome indicated. “Feels a bit stiff, though, probably because of the metal shank.”

Jack gave it a tentative flex. It was indeed, very stiff.

“It IS stiff,” he agreed. “But not in a good way. I’m surprised you could enjoy it.”

“Well, most others turned too limp,” Jerome complained. “So now I’m using this, which is a bit too hard.”

“You must have a goldilocks ass,” Jack quipped with a smile. “You don’t want too soft, nor too hard; but juuust right.”

Jerome looked at Jack with a sudden, honest intensity. “Yes I do, want it just right.”

Jack swallowed. It was like this every time, and he never got tired of it. The excitement, the thrill of taking a man’s virginity, feeling him open up as his cock slid in, hearing his moans. He was sure, now, in this moment that it was going to be this way here now too.

“I want it too,” he said. “I want it so very badly.” He cupped his groin through his shorts, started to fondly himself, feeling that pulse rise in his cock.

Jerome mirrored him, feeling himself as well. “You want my cock?” he asked, his voice thick with growing lust.

“Ohh yeah I do; in my mouth and in my ass,” Jack breathed, starting to lose himself in a growing tide of want, of need.

“Me too Jack. I want you to fuck me in my ass,” Jerome said.

That was enough. The two men could feel the heat rising between them. The hot dialogue was enough; it was always enough to push them over the edge.

They stood opposite each other for a moment, both of them so balanced between wanting to initiate, but also be taken, that they didn’t know what to do. But Jack, being the more experienced took things in hand. He reached forward and cupped Jerome’s groin, stroking it through the material.

Jerome closed his eyes in wonder and pleasure, feeling, for the first time in his life, another man touching him in that part of his body. He let the feel of Jack’s hand rubbing him fill him with lust and want; the blood flooding into his cock in a sudden surge, making it throb. He had dreamt of this moment for so many years and it was finally unfolding. He felt Jack’s hands fumble a bit and looked down to see him much closer now, opening his belt buckle. He reached out and started to undo Jack’s pants as well.

“No no, let me. This is your first time,” Jack offered. He gently pushed Jerome down onto the bed, pulling Jerome’s shorts all the way off, letting Jerome’s cock spring free. It was about 7″ long, circumcised and curving to the right. Not as big as his larger toy, but big enough to fill him just right in all the right places. He followed Jerome’s cock down to the bed and licked up along the shaft.

“Ohhh, damn,” Jerome Escort Beyoğlu said in an almost breathless voice. “I can’t believe this is happening.”

“Believe it buddy,” Jack said before engulfing Jerome’s cock in his mouth with an ‘mmmm’ of pleasure.

Jerome held his head up as he watched in stunned amazement as a man sucked his cock, deeper and deeper with each motion until jack had him all the way in. It was an incredible feeling, like nothing he’d ever experienced. And he wanted more, so he let his friend suck his cock for a few more minutes before saying

“My turn.”

Jack lifted his mouth off Jerome’s cock and looked up at the man lying prone on the bed. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I’m sure,” came the answer. Jerome sat up and undid Jack’s pants, pulling them and the underwear, a pair of black silk briefs, down past the bulge of his own, uncircumcised cock. Then, with a trembling hand, he reached out to stroke it. It felt warm in his hand, so different than his cold, hard dildo. It was then, at that moment, he knew he’d never be satisfied with a toy again.

Oh boy.

He pulled gently at Jack’s cock, feeling the texture of the veins, the gentle throb of the pulse, its silken smooth surface. He turned sideways, not sure how to go about doing this, and simply took it into his mouth. He swallowed it about halfway down, then a bit more until he reached his limit, the tip tickling the gag reflex at the back of his throat. He knew he could do better, and wanted to, but the angle wasn’t right. He couldn’t relax his throat while holding his head up sideways. So he manoeuvred Jack onto his back and resumed, this time gently, carefully letting the tip of Jack’s cock go farther back, until he was kissing Jack’s base.

“Oooh fuck man,” Jack moaned. “You’ve never done this?” he asked incredulously.

Jerome shook his head silently, not letting Jack’s cock out of his mouth.

“You’re a natural,” Jack complimented.

Jerome was pleased that he was pleasuring the other man so effectively.

“Turn around man, let’s 69,” Jack suggested. Jerome complied, swinging one leg up and over the other man’s face, and settled his cock into Jack’s waiting mouth. If he thought sucking a man was intense, experiencing it while giving it was mind blowing. He angled his hips so that jack could take him deeply into his throat while at the same time becoming more confident at throating Jack’s cock. He alternated between long, deep swallows and short, quick sucks at the head, his lips squeezing at the glans, or his tongue rubbing up along the length. He tried different speeds, using his hand, and of course going down to lick Jack’s balls. He embraced every moment, every sensation, all the while reveling in the feel of Jack’s mouth and hands on him. He then got bold enough to lift Jack’s hips a bit so he could snake a hand under Jack’s butt. Curving his wrist and fingers, he managed to get a fingertip near Jack’s anus, and gently circled it.

“Uhhhh,” Jack groaned at the feel of his friend’s finger near his ass. It felt amazing, and he wanted Jerome’s finger in deeper, but nothing more happened yet.

There was so much else to experience first.

Jerome got off Jack and told him to turn onto his stomach. He then got the massage oil and told jack to pull off his shirt. Jack now lay completely naked on Jerome’s bed, his head to one side, wondering what was to come next. So far things had already exceeded his expectations. Most first time guys were more uncertain and less giving. Jerome really seemed to be committed to giving as well as receiving.

Jack felt Jerome straddle his bare back, and suddenly warm, slick hands were rubbing up and down his back.

A massage??? Really???

Wow!

Jerome’s hands were confident, sure, and while not overly strong, at least assertive enough to make jack squirm a bit. Only then did he notice he was lying on a throw blanket.

So Jerome had planned for this! Nice.

Jerome’s hands wandered up to his shoulders and then back down…finally to his butt cheeks. He felt Jerome’s fingers knead into his flesh, then down along his legs. He felt his feet get massaged, Jerome’s hands squeezing and cracking his feet, making him shudder with enjoyment. This was a first, getting a foot massage from a guy in such a sensual manner.

Jerome ran his hands back up Jack’s thighs, and then parted his legs a bit to get access to Jack’s nether regions. He pulled open Jack’s cheeks to reveal his pink rosebud. He turned to the side and grabbed the lube. He drizzled a bit of the lube at the crest of Jack’s ass-crack. And watched it run down the length. He cupped a finger just above the balls and stroked it back up, past the ring.

“Ohh fuck,” Jack shuddered when he felt Jerome run a lubed finger along his ass crack. Almost involuntarily, he arched his back up, egging Jerome on, until he felt the finger, slick with lube, slide up into his asshole.

Jerome felt his Beyoğlu Escort Bayan finger slide easily into Jack’s ass, past the muscular ring of his anus. He was finger-fucking a dude! And it felt wonderful. He had always been into ass play and this was just another facet of that predilection. He nudged Jack’s legs open more so he could reach and pull Jack’s cock backward for stroking with his other, slick hand.

Jack was breathing heavily now, meeting Jerome’s finger each time it slid into his tight ass. Jerome added a second, and more lube. He felt Jack’s anus loosen up, and keeping his fingers in Jack’s asshole, reached for a condom. Jerome needed two hands for this part, and so pulled his fingers out of Jack’s ass with a deliciously wet slurp. He then rolled the condom onto his hard cock and lubed it up.

Jack had been watching this with anticipation, and, meeting Jerome’s eyes, nodded.

“Do it man, go in me.”

Jerome positioned himself at Jack’s opening and pushed inward and downward very slowly and very gently. One millimetre, two millimetre, three millimetre and then…he was in.

Just like that.

He was now fucking a man’s ass. Well, not actually fucking it yet, but he was inside. And that was a lifetime further than yesterday.

He started to push in deeper, then pull back and in and out. Slowly, he pumped his cock in Jack’s ass, going deeper each time, adding a bit more lube until he was all the way in.

It was amazing, so hot, so tight at the base of his cock and warmly loose further in. He re-positioned his legs to straddle Jack’s on the outside and started to fuck jack with more assertiveness. Soon he was thrusting in hard and deep, fucking Jack’s ass with mounting confidence. Jack met his thrusts upward with a synchronous chorus of masculine grunts.

“Uh, uh, uh,” was a new symphony to Jerome’s ears. Such power they had, as men pleasuring men; so different from the soft/hard, Yin/Yang exchange between men and women. This was an entirely different equilibrium.

Jerome pulled upward and got Jack into his hands and knees. He then reached for a remote, turning on his computer’s camera. It wasn’t recording, but it did allow the men to watch from a different, erotic angle, the kinky masculine sex that was occurring. Maybe next time they’d feel comfortable enough to record it for their pleasure.

Next time?

Oh yes. No way this was not going to happen again, came Jerome’s sweaty thoughts as he pounded his raging hard-on into Jack’s eager ass.

“Oh my god, you are such a fucker!” jack almost raged in pleasure as his ass was pummeled by his more than enthusiastic newbie.

“Fuck your ass, so fucking sexy, this is fucking amazing!” panted Jerome as he lost himself in the incredible sensations. He breathed in deep to control the sensations, and with a strong exhale, let the impending orgasm recede away. He couldn’t cum yet, not without one other thing.

He pulled out and rolled jack onto his back. He then sucked Jack’s cock again, to get it hard, and put a condom on it. He rolled the tight latex down the length and poured a generous smear of lube on it. Then, literally quivering with need, he climbed on top of jack again, this time to straddle Jack’s cock near his own asshole. He reached back and grabbed the tip and manoeuvred it to his entrance. With a sigh of pleasure and a slight twinge of pain, since they’d done nothing to prep him, he let his weight push the tip of Jack’s cock into his ass. This took some doing since he was quite tight, but eventually was able to get him all the way in.

“Relax man,” jack said unnecessarily, hoping that this late in the game things wouldn’t turn sideways. But Jack needn’t have worried. Jerome took his cock in his ass with relish, loving the pressure on his prostate and the friction along the walls of his anus. Tentatively he rose up and lowered himself down again, each time letting Jack come out of his ass and then penetrate back in. a delicious feeling. But he wanted to be filled all the way, so letting out a breath, sat fully down onto Jack’s cock. He could feel his buddy’s warm cock filling his asshole, Jack’s hands on his butt, his own cock rock hard, jutting out in front already leaking pre-cum.

Up and down, deeper and harder Jerome rode the cock.

“I’m fucking a man in my ass!” he panted.

“That’s right man, ride my cock, fuck yourself on it,” Jack commanded.

So Jerome did. Letting the last inhibitions go, he slammed himself down onto that beautiful cock again and again, until his knees started to ache from the strain. Reluctantly he got up and stood up to stretch his legs. Jack took that opportunity to get in behind him and with an iron grip on Jerome’s hips, slid back in.

“Hold on, more lube,” Jerome said.

“Oh sorry man,” Jack apologized. He pulled out, and slathered more lube onto his granite shaft and slid back into Jerome’s tight ass.

“Ahhh, much better,” Jerome sighed. They both looked at the computer screen, showing their profile, man behind man, his joined, flesh connecting them as Jack thrust into Jerome repeatedly.

“Fuck my ass,” Jerome demanded, pushing back wantonly. “I want you to cum in me.”

“What, bareback?” Jack asked incredulously.

“No no, just don’t pull out when you cum.”

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