I Love My Hairy Mom: Chapter 2

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I Love My Hairy Mom: Chapter 2This is the second chapter of my series “I Love My Hairy Mom.” PLEASE SEND ME YOUR COMMENTS, THOUGHTS, REQUESTS, IDEAS AND ANY THOUGHTS YOU HAVE ABOUT HAIRY BUSH AND HAIRY SONS/MOTHERS. I WILL RESPOND! You can email me by clicking the “Contact” tab on my author profile page. Just click my name on here to get there!All characters are OVER 18 in this story.-Main character (boy/son) is 23 years old-Mother is 47 years oldI Love My Hairy Mom: Chapter III can’t believe what just happened. I just had sex with my mother! This has to be the most incredible thing that’s ever happened to my sex life. Before my mom and I talked more about her shaving situation, I came back into my room to clean up. Now, I’m just lying in my bed thinking about what had just transpired between my own mother and I. She looked so amazing with the water dripping from her thick black curly hairy bush. Her ass was so big and the thick hair that went up her crack felt so good twirling between my fingers. Her breasts were so big and felt great smashed up against my chest when she was riding me. I still can’t believe this really happened. Now, I’m going to make this reality even better for me.A few minutes later…“Hey sweetie. All cleaned up?”“Yeah mom. Just washed off real quick with a washcloth and got into my PJ’s.”There she is, standing in my doorway. Her hair is still damp from the bath and she’s wearing a large t-shirt that hangs down about half way between her waist and knees. I can’t tell if she’s wearing underwear though.“So…that was the most amazing sex I’ve ever had in my life.”“Really? It went so fast mom. Before I knew it, I was cumming inside of you and then cleaning up in here. I do agree, though, that it was amazing.”“Was I the best you’ve ever had?”“It was definitely at the top of my list, but I don’t know if it was the best. Yet.”“Oh I see. Well, you did say ‘Yet’ so I guess I have room to improve then baby.”She gave me a wink. My mom was one of the best fucks I’ve ever had, but it wasn’t the best yet. I want her to be hairier. I want her to have the hairiest bush I’ve ever seen. I also want the sex to be hotter and last longer.“So how do I get to the top of your list?”“Well first of all, let’s discuss your shaving situation.”“Ok babe. What do you want me to do, or I guess that would be NOT do?”“I don’t want you to shave anywhere near your pussy. Don’t shave your stomach or ass either.”“Oh yeah? That sounds hot sweetie. I haven’t not shaved since I was 18, and I was pretty damn hairy. I only started shaving my stomach and ass when it started getting hairier because I figured it wouldn’t look too attractive.”“Well you’re gonna stop again for me. I don’t care what others think because it’s for me and that’s all I care about.”“Well what about your father? He’ll notice I stopped shaving.”“So what? It’s for ME, mom. He doesn’t look at you the way I do anyway. He’ll just fuck you and pass out like he usually does, or you can just not fuck him anymore. He probably won’t notice anyway.”“Wow hun that was pretty forward, but I like that. I’d much rather do this all for you and not worry about what he thinks.”My mom is completely mine. She won’t need to think about my dad in sexual terms anymore because she has me now.“Can I sit down on your bed with you?”“Yeah sure.”I move over on my bed and my mom sits with me. We both prop pillows up against the wall and sit up in my bed with the TV on. Her shirt slides up a little bit but I still can’t tell if she’s wearing panties or not.“You look pretty sexy mom. Are you even wearing panties under that shirt? And isn’t that my shirt?”“Yeah it’s your shirt babe. I wanted to wear it because it kinda shows that I’m yours now without being too noticeable. It’ll be our secret though. To answer your other question, no I’m not wearing any panties. See?”She pulled the shirt up to her stomach and showed me the thick giant afro of hair that was sticking out from between her legs.“Holy shit mom your bush looks so huge!”“Yeah it does, doesn’t it? I love how soft and poofy it gets after I shower and dry off. It gets so big!”“I know it looks incredible. The hairs are so long and black and thick.”I take my hand and rub it through her bush. I feel the soft hairs gently rubbing between my Escort fingers as I move my hand back and forth in her huge hairy pussy.“Mmm that’s my baby boy. Now imagine what it will look like when more hair grows up my pelvis and stomach to my belly button.”“I know that is going to be incredible. I don’t want you to shave on your groin area either. I want you to let the hair grow down the inside of your thigh too. Your butt crack better not be shaved either.”“Of course baby. Anything you want, I’ll do. Now that you’ve brought my attention to it and especially after you told me how much you love hair, I love it too. I’m actually really excited to get hairier for you. How about you show me some examples of what I’ll look like?”“What do you mean mom? Like on my computer?”“Yeah. I know you look at porn and you probably have things saved that you can show me.”“Haha yeah I do. I actually have an external hard drive full of stuff.”“Well let me see!”I walk over to get my laptop from my desk and then walk back to my bed. My mom grabs the shirt she’s wearing and takes it off. She’s now naked in my bed.“What’s the matter babe? I want to be naked while looking at the things you have. Is that ok?”“Of course mom. I’d prefer you always be naked when you’re around me and nobody else is around.”“Wow my baby boy is quite the sexy man now isn’t he? Well if I’m going to be naked around you, you had better be naked too.”My mom grabs my shirt and pulls me towards her. She sits up on her knees and pulls my shirt up and over my head. She then grabs my boxer briefs and pulls them down. I step out of them and now I’m standing naked in front of my mother once again.“Wow honey you have quite the afro too!”My long pubic hair is poofy just like my mom’s. It looks like a black thick triangle of hair from my belly button down to the area where my dick meets my pelvis.“Yeah I like when it does this after I shower too. I guess I’m my mother’s son.”My mom smiles and a little tear comes to her eye. She takes my laptop out of my hands and sets it on my bed and pulls me in for a kiss. She sticks her tongue in my mouth and swirls it around and around, and I return her kiss with slow movements of my tongue around hers. She pulls me in tighter and now our bodies are pushing together with me standing at the edge of my bed and my mom up on her knees on my bed and leaning against me. She puts her arms around my neck and is making out with me like we are a young couple in love. I rub my hands around her butt and slide them in and out of her hairy butt crack as I kiss her.My dick is starting to get rock hard it’s sliding up between my mom’s legs as it rises higher and higher as the blood rushes in. Before it gets full hard I lean my lower half outward so I’m no longer touching my mom. I slowly run my right hand up the inside of her thigh to her bush. Then, I grab a handful of her pussy hair and tug on it gently.“Oh baby that feels so good when you pull it like that. You were right.”“I told you mom. Now lay back.”“What are you going to do to your mommy? Do you want to feel my hairy bush on your face and tongue?”“Fuck yeah I do. Now lay down.”My mom lays down on my bed with her legs bent up on the edge of my bed. She spreads her legs to show me her black curly bush and the faint hint of pink lips hiding behind the jungle of hair. The thickness of hair is consistent from her pussy to her asshole, and in fact I can’t even see her asshole because the hair is so dark and thick.“What do you think baby? Do you like how hairy your mother is up close? Do you see how dark, thick and curly my pussy hair is? Now just imagine more hair down there once it all grows in for you, and ONLY for you baby.”“God mom your pussy is so PERFECT! I’m obsessed with how thick your pussy hair is and how curly the hair in your ass crack is. I can’t wait for you to get hairier.”I put my arms under my mom’s legs, wrap them around and pull her pussy to my face. The thick mass of hair first meets my nose and the scent of floral shampoo fills my nostrils. She must shampoo her bush to keep it soft and smelling nice. I love it. As I get closer in, I stick my tongue out to touch her hairy pussy lips. The lips part and my tongue goes into her pussy as my face is completely covered Escort Bayan by my mom’s bush. I start sliding my tongue in and out of her pussy as if I am fucking her with my tongue. I stick my tongue out as far as it can go to get as deep as I can inside her. Her pussy juices taste sweet in my mouth and it feels like I’m eating candy in a floral garden with all the smells and tastes I’m experiencing. My mom starts to arch her back and moan as I eat her out and move my tongue around her pussy.“Ohhhhh my god baby that feels so good. I haven’t been eaten out in years. I forgot how good this feels, but I never remember it feeling this good.”As I continue to eat out my mom’s hairy bush, I shove two fingers into her pussy and start to finger fuck her as I suck on her hairy clit while rubbing my face in the black curly hair. Her legs are starting to shake as she grabs my sheets with one hand and my hair with the other. She pushes my face hard against her pussy then tells me to do something amazing…“Lick my hairy asshole baby and shove your face and nose into my pussy…”She didn’t have to ask me twice. With that I started licking her ridiculously hairy asshole as I shoved my nose all the way into her pussy. I close my eyes as the hairs rub against my eyelids and cheeks and her pussy juices cover my face. Her asshole tastes so fresh too. She must clean that nice and good when she bathes. I stick my tongue forcefully into her asshole and she jumps with pleasure. I now slide my hands down to my cock and start jerking off with both hands as my mom holds my head steady as I eat out her thick curly asshole.Just then, the house phone in my room starts to ring.“Answer it mom,” I said as I was still eating out her black-haired asshole, “and I’m not stopping while you’re on the phone.”“Oh my god babe, are you sure? Ok I’ll try…Hello? Hey honey. You’re not coming home tonight? Where are you going? You and the guys are getting a room there? Ok when will you be hooo-UNGGHHHH!!!”Right then, as my mom is talking to my dad on the phone, I start to rub my face firmly back and forth in her bush. She couldn’t stop herself from letting out a loud moan. I did this because with the news that my dad wasn’t coming home tonight, I knew my mom was mine all night.“Sorry honey that was nothing I just dropped something on my toe. So when will you be home? Tomorrow afternoon? Well your daughter is at her friend’s house until tomorrow night, so just stay there until then and you can pick her up on your way home. Your other son is at his friend’s for the next couple days so he’ll be back whenever. I guess my big boy and I will just have some mother-son time together. Ok, bye!”She hangs up the phone and throws it to the side. Her head arches back again as if she never missed a beat.“You’re such a bad boy! Doing that when I’m on the phone with your father! Actually, that was the hottest thing that has ever happened to me. God you’re incredible. My own son! Ohh I think I’m about to cum baby…unghh, unghhh, unghhhh!!!”With a jerk of my mom’s legs and a hard push of my head into her pussy, my mom shoots a clear liquid out of her pussy and all over my face.“UNGHHHH!!! OHHHH MYYYYYY GODDDDD!!! I’M CUMMING, I’M CUMMING, I’M CUMMINGGGGG!!!”I have now made my mom orgasm and squirt by eating her out. I own her. The cum drips down my face and chest as I lick up the cum that’s around my mouth. It actually doesn’t taste much like anything, but I like it. As I stand up, I see my mom laying on my bed with her eyes closed and her arms and legs sprawled out while she breathes heavily. She has no idea what I’m thinking of doing now. With her pussy on the edge of my bed, I lean over the bed between her legs and start rubbing my thick cock through her wet dripping bush.“Mmm there’s my baby’s huge cock. Just think. I made that 9-inch cock. I gave birth to that. The thickest and biggest dick I’ve ever seen belongs to my son, and it’s mine.”“Forever mom. It’s always going to be yours.”I then slide my cock down my mom’s hairy pussy lips toward her asshole. With one thrust I shove the whole length of my 9-inch cock into my mom’s thick hairy asshole.“OH MY GOD! BABY! You need to warn me next time you do that!”“No I don’t mom. You know you loved it.”“Mmmm you’re Bayan Escort fucking right I did,” she said with an erotic smile, “now fuck your mommy’s hairy asshole!”I start to pound my mom’s ass like a jackhammer as I hold her legs up and against my body. I make sure to get my cock all the way into her so my hairy pelvis rubs hard against my mom’s hairy bush. I grind my mom’s bush hard while I thrust my throbbing cock in and out of her. My mom starts to run her hands down to her pussy and slowly starts fingering herself with her right hand. I watch as she grabs a handful of her bush with her left hand and pulls tight.“FUCK ME BABY, FUCK ME HARD! FUCK MOMMY’S HAIRY ASS! Mmmmm yeah you love fucking mommy’s hairy ass don’t you baby? You love how my hairy bush feels against your stomach!!! Watch mommy finger herself and pull on her thick hairy pussy!!!”My mom was on fire and I loved it. I was making my mom talk and feel like she never had before. My smooth cock was slamming into her ass while my soft balls smacked against her ass cheeks.“God I love you mom! I love fucking your asshole! It’s so fucking hairy! You know what? I think I want you to stop shaving altogether. I don’t want you to shave your armpits or your legs anymore either. I want you to never touch a razor ever again!”“Oh my god, really baby? I never though about not shaving my legs or armpits before, but the thought of it is so fucking hot!!! Keep fucking me like this and I’ll do anything you want!!! Come on baby fuck me hard and cum inside my hairy ass!!!”This feels so good and I’m about to cum and I have the perfect plan.“UNGHHH MOM I’M ABOUT TO CUMMMM!!! OHHHHH MY GOD YESSSS!!!”I started pumping my mom’s asshole full of my white creamy hot sperm, but I don’t want it all to go in there.“OHHH YESSSS!!!! CUM IN MY ASSHOLE BABY!!!”“MMMMMM FUCK YEAH MOM!!! NOW FEEL HOW THIS FEELS YOU SEXY FUCK!!!”I’m in the middle of coming and quickly I pull my dick out and shove it into my mom’s hairy pussy as hard as I can. I keep fucking her hard even though I’m already cumming but I want to completely fill her holes with my cum.“HOLY SHIT! YOU’RE CUMMING IN MY ASS AND PUSSY!!! THIS IS UN-FUCKING-BELIEVABLE BABY!!!”I’m filling my mom’s hairy bush with the rest of my hot cum and I don’t want to stop thrusting into her. I’m still thrusting even though I’m about to faint and slowly I lay down on my mom. I leave my dick inside her hairy bush and I don’t plan on taking it out. I feel my mom’s breasts create a soft cushion to lay on and I place my head next to my moms. She wraps her legs around my back and pulls me deeper into her hairy pussy. Our pubic hairs are caked together with one another’s cum and it feels so warm, wet and sticky.“That’s my baby boy. Don’t take your penis out of mommy. Let mommy’s pussy hair keep it warm for you.”Mom’s pussy hair was making for a soft cushion for my pelvis as well. It felt so soft and warm against my body.“I love you mom.”“I love you too sweetie. Just relax and let me feel your hairy pelvis against mommy’s hairy bush.”This is perfect. I love fucking my mother and she loves doing anything she can for me.I lay there on top of her for another fifteen minutes as my cock was nestled in her thick hairy nest. The cum between our pubes has dried and her bush is now dried to my pubic hair.“Baby I think mommy’s bush is stuck to your hairy bush. How about you don’t pull away from mommy just yet. Pick me up and carry me into the shower with you.”“Anything for you mom.”I stood up and my mom wrapped her legs around my back as I carried her into my shower. My cock was still deep inside her hairy bush even though it wasn’t too hard anymore. I started the shower with one hand while the other cradled my mom by her ass. I stuck a finger into her hairy creamy asshole for good measure. My cum was still seeping out of it. I stepped into the shower and closed the shower curtain. The water slowly covered our bodies and soaked into the dried cum. Slowly I set my mom down in the shower as she gained her feet.“Oh baby I don’t want you to set mommy down.”“It’s ok mom let’s just get clean together.”“I remember when I would bring you into the shower with me. I love those memories. I never thought we’d be in here together again.”“Well we’re making even better memories now mom.”“Yes we are baby. Now let mommy wash you like the old times and then we can go relax in your bed and look at the things you have on your computer. It’s just you and your mommy all alone, all night.”End of Chapter II

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My 19 year old sister has some workout regime!

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My 19 year old sister has some workout regime!For years now, I have been attracted to my younger sister. It’s not only her gorgeous looks but she is so warm and just a great person to be around. I think she feels the same attraction to me as we always have a great time together. As we have grown older, our sexual feelings have become more bold and stMikeger.I’m the 28 year old brother of a beautiful 19 year old sandy blonde haired sister. My name is Mike and Michelle is my sexy little teenage sister. I’m about 5′ 10″, well built, light brown hair with blue-green eyes. Not to sound conceded or anything, but I’ve been called good looking by many women and some have said I look like Mel Gibson. Frankly, I don’t see the resemblance but the compliment is appreciated. My sister Michelle came to stay with me for awhile after she broke up with her boyfriend. I have a small two bedroom house I was renting and one bedroom was empty so I eagerly agreed to let her move in. Ever since Michelle turned into a teenager, she’s been turning men’s heads. Let’s just say, she has turned into a fox and is absolutely one HOT woman. Let me describe my sultry looking sister to you. She stands about five foot three inches tall, weighs about 105 pounds, sandy blonde shoulder length curly hair, sexy blue-green eyes, very nice boobs which are rather large for her small size with very large nipples, a thin waist and a perfect heart shaped ass to die for. I’ve always found myself checking out her perfect sweet ass around the house while growing up. Next to my sister’s perfect tight little ass, her ample breasts with her very large nipples are her second most sexy attribute. I’ve seen those swollen erect nipples many times trying to poke thru her swim suit, her t-shirt or sweater. When erect, they swell up, get all puffy and must stick out close to a half an inch, maybe more. I’ve gotten many a hard-on checking out her sweet ass or her swollen protruding nipples over the years. If I have to relate Michelle’s appearance to someone popular, I’d say she resembles the actress, Sarah Jessica Parker, from Sex in the City, only Michelle is much prettier than she is. Although I know her bust size is a 35C, from checking out her sexy bra’s and panties, I would guess her figure to be around 35-22-34. She has a very nice assortment of Victoria Secret panties, bra’s and lingerie in all sorts of sexy colors and erotic designs. Hopefully someday she’ll model all of them for me. For years I’ve watched this young girl develop into a very sexy woman. Although I’ve had several hot fantasies about my sexy sister over the years, I never acted on them. Now here was a dream come true, my sister and I living together all alone in my small little house. I dreamed of the sights to behold, seeing her in her sexy lingerie, possibly naked after a bath, my cock was hard constantly. I could only hope to get a chance to make love to her but I wasn’t sure how she felt about me sexually. After about a month of seeing Michelle running around my house in various stages of dress and undress, my sexual fantasies were running wild. I’d often catch her wrapped in only a towel heading from the bathroom to her bedroom. Sometimes she would only wear a small t-shirt and sexy panties as she walked around the house. I could see her sweet pussy mound and if I looked real hard, the outline of her sexy pussy lips. Her panty clad ass was always an instant hard-on for me. I was constantly getting a throbbing hard-on seeing her sexy young hard body. This was driving me crazy but in a very good way. Hell, I couldn’t wait to get home from work just to see what she may be wearing that night. Her attire kept getting more daring and sexier and sexier all the time. I swear she was doing this on purpose, trying to seduce me. If she only knew, I was ready to jump her bones for many years now. My sexy sister would leave her bedroom door open and her soiled sexy panties right on top of her hamper for me to see. I couldn’t resist sneaking inside her room and checking them out. I’d find her white crusty pussy secretions dried on the inside of her panties and bring them to my nose to smell the sweet smell of her sex. Then I’d have to wrap them around my thick swollen seven inch shaft and fill them with a huge load of cum, then set them back down for her to find. We played that game with the panties for a couple of weeks. I know the last time her sheer red lace thong panties were still hot with my huge load of cum when she found them. Only 5 minutes prior did my body shudder in orgasm as my swollen cock spurted three good streams of my hot white cum into the crotch of her panties. Our eyes met in this seductive way as we passed in the hallway seconds after I left her room. A few days ago, I was walking past the bathroom, which is on the first floor, while Michelle was taking a bath. The door is this louvered folding type door which I purposely removed one louver so you can just barely look inside. As I looked in, Michelle was sitting in a hot bubble bath with her head back and eyes closed. Her lips were parted as she was breathing heavy. With all the suds, I couldn’t see much of her private skin but you could just imagine how hot and sexy she looked. I’m not sure but I’m think she was rubbing her sweet pussy as I could see the suds moving up and down at the sexy V at the top of her smooth thighs. I pulled my thick cock out and stroked it for several minutes as I watched my sister in her bath. I couldn’t take it as I had to run up to my room and finish jerking off as I was so fucking excited. One morning, still being half asleep, I entered the bathroom with a morning hard-on and forgot to close the bathroom door. While I stood there taking a leak, my morning hard-on subsiding, Michelle walked into the bathroom and caught a quick glimpse of my semi-erect cock. She quickly excused herself and retreated upstairs to her bedroom. She was wearing only a white t-shirt and a pair of sheer pink panties. I could see her white pussy mound and then her white butt cheeks thru the panty material as she turned away. After she left, my cock was so hard that I jerked off right there. I didn’t care if she saw me or not, I just had to relieve myself. My sister was driving me crazy with lust for her perfect little hard body. We could both feel the sexual excitement building between us however we both were scared, still not sure of the other’s commitment to go through with anything. So the teasing continued, each day we pushed this game of sexual temptation further and further. Michelle worked out at a local gym regularly, which was how she kept her body in such great shape. On this Saturday afternoon, I was sitting on my recliner watching TV wearing only a thin pair of gym shorts, no underwear and a tank top t-shirt. My cock was already semi-erect as my mind drifted, as always, to the numerous erotic sights and actions that took place in the past few months. I heard my sister come home but I’ll never forget the view as Michelle entered the living room, having just returned from the gym, in one of the hottest work out suits I ever saw. Her outfit was a skin tight black spandex body suit which clung so tightly to every inch of her sexy body, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. She didn’t have one once of fat on that perfect hard body. I could make out the faint outline of her thin bra as it encased her huge soft breasts. Her shoulders were bare as the top was cut like a tank top. The suit had like a pink thong panty on the outside which accented her pussy mound and sweet butt cheeks perfectly. God, she looked so fucking hot and sexy. I’ll bet no guy near her at the gym got anything done that day. As she entered the living room, she turned her sweet thong covered butt towards me as she checked out what I was watching on the TV. To this day, I can’t remember a single word she said to me as I was completely taken in by the view of her perfect heart shaped ass. Her butt could compete with anything you see in Playboy or any of the hottest models, it was simply perfect! I could feel my cock throbbing as it was instantly hard as stone. As she turned toward me, she said “Yo, earth to Mike! Did you hear what I said?” As I was about to speak, her eyes widened as they drifted down to my crotch. My thick cock had swelled to its full seven inch length, the huge thick purple head was sticking out of the leg of my shorts and it was throbbing in plain view for her to see. A large drop of pre-cum had already formed at the slit on my throbbing purple knob. Her wide eyes were locked on the sight of my thick swollen shaft, out in the open for her viewing pleasure. Without thinking, she ran her tongue across her full sexy lips, wetting them and letting out a slight gasp of air. Her right hand dropped to her pussy mound, touching it lightly, without her even realizing she had done so. Her huge breasts moved in and out as her breathing became very heavy. This was the first time she had ever laid her eyes on her sexy older brother’s erect naked cock. She couldn’t believe how the sight of her older brother’s thick swollen shaft excited her. As she stood there, her nipples poked out like two giant pencil erasers, her breasts heaving up and down as she trembled with sexual excitement. Although it seemed a lot longer, she only gazed upon her brother’s thick cock for 10 or 15 seconds. “Hey Michelle, sorry about that but you look so damn sexy in that outfit. I guess I couldn’t help myself.” I said as I started to cover my huge hard-on. With her eyes still locked on my swollen cock until I covered it, her face turned red as she blushed realizing she was caressing her pussy as she looked at my swollen cock. She then gave this sultry smile, her eyes were glazed as she said, “Uh no problem, I guess I better go get changed then if you Escort can’t control yourself.” Laughing as she turned and ran up the stairs to her bedroom. My heart was pounding as I sat there thinking about what just had happened. My right hand instinctively dropped and caressed my swollen cock as I ran the sweet images of my sexy sister’s workout suit back through my mind. God, she looked so hot I couldn’t stand it and she touched herself right before my eyes. That had to mean she was ready and with the right amount of pressure, to fuck her older brother. I had to do something. Hell, she saw my bare cock all swollen and hard, my blood engorged cock head sticking out in plain view. I thought, this was my chance as I stood up with my huge swollen shaft in my hand. Yes, this game had gone on long enough, I thought. As I stood up, I pulled off my t-shirt and peeled off my shorts. Completely nude, hard swollen cock in hand, I quietly climbed the carpeted stairs, my heart pounded with sexual excitement as I neared my sister’s bedroom door. The door was open about a foot as I slowly and quietly looked inside. Oh my god, what I saw was such a sexy and erotic sight to behold. Michelle had her back to the door, looking into her dresser mirror and had just started to peel that skin tight workout outfit off her sexy little body. I could see both her fMiket in the mirror and her back side at the same time. This doubled mirrored sight was so erotic, so hot and fucking sexy! I stood there frozen as she peeled it down over her sexy smooth tanned shoulders, lower exposing her lovely shaped back and light blue bra straps. She bent over slightly as she slipped it over that perfect ass, exposing her sweet butt wrapped inside these sheer sexy light blue laced panties. I could see the perfect pale white globes of butt flesh and the sexy crack between those gorgeous butt cheeks. I nearly shot my load all over her bedroom door. She was wearing one of my favorite Victoria Secret bra and panty sets that she had, a very sheer light blue laced design. I had filled the crotch of those panties with my steMichelle hot cum only a few days ago. This was a vision of pure sexual excitement as my heart pounded in time with the throbbing thick cock in my hand. My eyes locked on my hot little sister’s perfect body only a few feet away. She lifted one leg, then the other and stepped out of her sexy sweaty workout suit, kicking it across the floor. My hot sexy sister stood there admiring her perfect body in the mirror. Her sexy boobs were stuffed into the matching sheer light blue laced bra which clasped in the fMiket. Her exposed pale white cleavage was simply superb. Michelle always has a nice tan from the spa tanning booths. Along with her perfect tan, she has very erotic and very sexy tan lines. Her tits are creMichelle white with huge dark swollen nipples outlined by very distinct sexy tan lines. I find her tan lines to be so erotic and simply sexy. I know some people don’t like them, but I find them very erotic. To me, it’s like being able to see thru the sexy bikini to the hidden treasures underneath, very sexy. Not knowing I was watching, Michelle gently began to cup and caress her tits, causing her nipples to swell even more than they already were. I could see the dark buds pushing thru the sheer material of her sexy bra. My sister tweaked and pulled at her rigid nipples thru the sheer material, rolling them between her sexy little fingers. This was so hot! I quietly watched, gently stroking my rigid rock hard seven inch shaft as my sexy sister continued touching herself. It suddenly dawned on me, Michelle got so sexually aroused seeing my stiff cock that she had to go masturbate herself, much like I had done after seeing her in the bath tub. She was as turned on as I was. Somehow, I felt my cock grow harder as my mind raced over what could happen next. Michelle dropped her right hand across her firm tight tanned abs to the top of her sexy panties and slipped inside. With her eyes and head rolled back, mouth open, her left hand caressing her right nipple, rolling it between her fingers and her right fingers now lightly touching her swollen clit, I again nearly shot my load. In the mirror, I watched as her fingers cupped her pussy mound and gently rubbed up and down her moist slit. The material of her panties became dark, wet from her juices as she was so excited from seeing her sexy older brother’s thick swollen cock. Her mind’s eye locked on the vision of her brother’s hard sexy erect cock as she touched her forbidden treasure. “Uuuuuummmmmmmm yessssssssssssss! Ohhhhhhh Mike, your sexy cock is so big and haaarrrrdddddd!” she hissed quietly as she rubbed her swollen and aroused clit. I watched in disbelief as my hot little sister pushed her sexy butt out as her fingers increased the pressure on her tingling clit. In the mirror, I could see her hand moving faster as her pleasures increased. From behind, I could see her fingers moving up and down between her moist pussy lips, inside her sheer panties. My knees weakened as this was the absolute most erotic sight I ever witnessed. My sexy young sister was masturbating right before my eyes while thinking about my cock. “Oh yes, that’s it Mike, show me that beautiful hard cock of yours!” my sister Michelle whispered under her sexually excited breath as she caressed her now soaking wet and excited pussy. Michelle had to support herself with one arm leaning on her dresser while her right hand probed and caressed her quivering swollen clit. She dipped two fingers as deep as she could into her wet pussy. Her body shuddered as she pulled them out and up over, sliding her erect clit between her slick juice covered fingers. My sexy little sister quietly panted out, “That’s it big brother, stroke that big hard cock of yours. Let me see you cum for your little sister! Yeah that’s it b*o, shoot that hot cum into my panties! Uuuuuuummmmmmm yessssss” I couldn’t take it anymore, watching and listening to my sexy sister masturbating, saying my name and her imagining me stroking my cock in fMiket of her. If I stood there much longer, watching and listening to that, I cum so hard I’d probably shoot a hole right thru her bedroom door. I quietly stepped into her room, my rigid thick swollen shaft in my right hand as I stroked it slowly. My cock felt so heavy and huge in my hand as I was never so turned on as I was at that point in my life. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest as it tried to jump out of my throat. I was so fucking turned on at that point. I looked down at my thick swollen shaft, the pre-cum now dripping onto Michelle’s bedroom carpet. Suddenly she sensed my presence as our eyes met in the mirror. We looked deeply into each other’s eyes for what seemed like minutes, but only seconds. We were both so sexually aroused and we now knew we were about to commit the ultimate taboo, i****t. “God Michelle, you’re so fucking gorgeous! sister or not, I’ve got to make love to you right now!” I said softly. “I know Mike, I’ve been thinking about doing this for weeks now and when I saw your hard cock today, my knees got so weak, but I was afraid to make the first move. I kept hoping that if I teased you enough, you would eventually come to me. I guess it finally worked.” she replied as she turned towards me, gave me a very seductive smile and stepped into my arms. As we embraced, my hard shaft pressed into her soft belly between us. I put my arms around her and lowered my head to hers, our soft lips touching as lovers for the first time. We kissed passionately as our lips parted and our tongues caressed each other. My hands caressed her soft panty covered ass as I pulled her hard against my swollen shaft. My pre-cum was oozing out onto her soft tanned stomach. I could feel the heat of her pussy, the damp material of her juice soaked panties against my thigh. Her huge soft breast flesh, hard nipples pushing thru the sheer material of her bra poking against my chest. She ground her wet panty covered pussy into my thigh as we passionately embraced in a deep kiss. Michelle was moving her soft breasts back and forth against my chest. I could feel her huge swollen nipples pressing into my chest as she caressed them against my chest hairs. Having just worked out, she had this sexy musky aroma which was very arousing as we kissed passionately. With my right hand, I was reaching around her soft butt cheek and caressed her wet pussy lips through her wet panties. Panting hard now, Michelle broke our embrace and said “I want to suck that beautiful hard cock of yours, big brother.” as she slowly dropped to her knees before me. “Oh yea s*s, that’s music to my ears.” I replied softly. I was completely nude standing before my sweet sexy little sister, who was wearing only her sheer blue lace bra and panties. As I looked down at my sister, it was one on the sexiest sights I ever saw in my life. Michelle was on her knees holding my throbbing shaft in her small right hand as her tongue ran up and down the length of my rigid cock. I watched her soft sexy full lips slide up and down the sides my thick shaft. Her small left hand cupped and caressed my balls softly. Her huge boobs, erect nipples wrapped tightly inside that sheer blue laced bra were begging for attention. The outline of her tight panty clad ass viewed from above was so fucking hot! I stroked her curly blonde hair softly as I watched her work her tongue magically up and down the sides of my huge cock. She then looked up at her older brother with those big sexy blue-green eyes, directly into mine, teasing me one more time as she opened her mouth and slowly slipped the huge purple cock head between her soft sexy red lips. “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss s*s! God that feels good!” I panted as she slowly slipped my cock head deep in and out of Escort Bayan her hot mouth. My heart was pounding, I felt my knees weakening as she sucked my cock as good as any woman ever had before. This was so taboo, so wMikeg but that seemed to make it that more intense. I was more sexually aroused than I ever had been in my life as I was getting the best head of my life from my sexy 19 year old little sister. “Uuuuuuummmmmmmm yea, Oh Michelle, that’s soooooooo good. God, you know how to suck cock!” I exclaimed, bringing a sexy smile to her face. My sister slowly took nearly all my shaft deep into her mouth, then real slow, slipped her soft red lips over my hard shaft, until she only held the thick purple cock head in her mouth. Her hot tongue swirled slowly around my swollen cock head each time before she took me deep into her hot mouth. Her soft lips looked so hot as she slid them over my swollen shaft. Again and again took my cock deep into her hot mouth. There’s nothing sexier than watching a woman, especially your sexy sister, suck your cock and looking down from above. To view those full soft lips as they glide up and down your glistening saliva covered hard shaft is so erotic and stimulating. Looking into her lustful loving eyes as she devours your swollen cock with such love and vigor, only wanting to give her brother the most pleasure she possibly could. Michelle began to moan softly as she sent vibrations through my hard shaft as her head slowly moved up and down my rigid shaft. Her tongue was flicking all around as she worked my cock in and out of her hot wet mouth, between those perfect soft sexy red lips. She cupped and fondled my balls gently as I neared orgasm. She got me so close to cumming several times, only to grip my hard shaft, holding still until the wave of pleasure subsided. Then she would continue again, each time I would get near orgasm quicker than the time before. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and not wanting to cum just yet I pulled her up and kissed her passionately again. “Michelle, man you can suck cock with the best of them!” I exclaimed. “Only my best effort for my sexy big brother!” she giggled as I began the caress her soft breast flesh through her sexy bra. “Uuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm, I like it when you do that.” she said as I caressed her hard swollen nipples. After a few seconds of caressing her beautiful breasts through her sexy bra, I unclasp the fMiket catch and out popped the most perfect sexy pair of tits I’ve ever seen as her sheer bra dropped to the floor. Those huge soft white globes outlined by her deep golden tanned skin were exquisite. My mouth dropped down and sucked in the huge swollen erect nipple of her left breast. “Ooooooohhhhhhhh yesssssssss Mike, that’s it, suck my nipples!” my sister commanded. I could feel her sexual excitement building as I sucked one, then the other nipple, caressing them with my lips and tongue, rolling them between my lips. As I did so, I felt my sister’s small hand caressing my still rock hard slick saliva covered shaft. Her breathing was getting heavier by the second as she apparently loves to get her nipples sucked. “Uuuuuuummmmmmmmmm yea big brother, uuuuuuuummmmmmmm” she moaned softly as her body tingled all over with sexual lust. As I sucked her nipples, my hands traveled down her smooth soft sides and under the elastic band of her sexy panties to caress her soft butt cheeks. I slipped my right hand lower and reached under until I felt the hot wetness of her soaking wet pussy again. My fingers slipped easily into her wet pussy from behind, teasing the insides of her slippery cunt. “Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh yesssssssssss!” she moaned as my fingers slipped inside and caressed her hot cunt from behind. Michelle’s hips were gently moving back and forth as she tried to increase the pleasures my fingers gave to her very wet and aroused pussy. I sucked and flicked my tongue across her huge swelled nipples. She began a low moan from deep down inside her throat. God, she could probably have an orgasm from just sucking her nipples. Later, I’d find out that was to be true. My sister’s nipples were very sensitive and she could have very intense orgasms just from sucking her nipples and fingering her hot wet pussy. I had to break away from sucking those sweet hard nipples as my attention went to caressing her hot pussy. Dropping to my knees, I brought her sweet panty covered pussy mound to my mouth, licking and sucking her sweet pussy through her soaked panties. Oh the taste was soooo sweet as her juices flowed and mixed with my saliva. Gently I slid her sexy panties over her full sexy hips and down her long sexy legs. What I saw was the sexiest pussy ever in my life. My sister’s pussy hair was this light sandy blonde color, same as the hair on her head. She had this beautifully perfectly trimmed vee of pussy hair above these absolutely perfect shaped pussy lips. At the top of those sexy pussy lips, her swollen clit peaked out slightly. Her mound was pale white outlined by sexy tan lines which indicated she wore a very small thong panty while tanning. I leaned forward, pulled her right leg over my shoulder to better access the prettiest pussy ever seen in my life. I took a deep wiff of the sexy aroma of sweet female excitement just before my tongue slid between those perfect cunt lips. She tasted sooo sweet as her pussy was dripping with her juices. “Oooooohhhhhhh Mike, yes, oh yes, lick my pussy!” my sister moaned with pleasure as my tongue gently traveled up and down the length of her slit as she ran her fingers softly through my hair. I lightly touched her swollen clit on each upward pass, causing her to shudder and gasp for air. My hands cupped and caressed those perfect soft globes of white butt flesh while my tongue teased her excited pussy. I pushed my tongue inside her, tasting her juices as I again flicked it up across her erect clit. Each time I would linger a little longer on her clit, applying more pressure, more pleasure with each loving touch of her older brother’s tongue. “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssss, that’s it, touch me there b*o!” my sexually charged sister hissed out as she pulled and caressed her swollen nipples with one hand and caressed the back of my head with the other. We broke just for a second as I moved her to her bed. Lying her down, I placed both her knees over my shoulders as I brought my right hand around and worked first one, two, then three fingers into her tight 19 year old wet pussy. As I pushed three fingers deep in and out of her tingling pussy, I licked and sucked, concentrating more and more on her sensitive erect clit. Her body was shuddering and her hips began to quiver and buck back and forth as the waves of pleasure intensified. I pulled my fingers from inside her hot wet pussy, held her hips and pulled her swollen clit between my lips. I sucked on her clit hard, flicked my tongue across it and brought her quickly to an extremely hard and intense orgasm. Her pussy juices gushed out, covering my face, running down to her sweet ass. I never saw a woman cum so hard and produce so much of her sweet love juices. Michelle moaned out loud as she came with more intense force than ever before in her young life, “Uuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, Oh my god, aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssss!” I held onto her, her clit between my lips, my tongue gliding across it as her hips bucked and shook. She was moaning and shaking as the multiple waves of orgasm traveled to every inch of her sweet young body. After a couple of minutes, she finally pushed my mouth away from her now over sensitive clit. I took her panties from the floor and wiped her juices from my face and chest. She looked absolutely beautiful as she laid there, still panting from her orgasm, eyes closed, head to one side, and one arm across her body just below her breasts and the other over her head. Her perfect tanned body with those sexy tan lines as she slowly recovered from her intense orgasm. As I stood there proud of the intense pleasures I orally gave my hot little sister, I said softly, “Michelle, ready to feel big brother’s hard cock deep inside you?” She opened her glazed eyes, smiled softly and spread her legs wide open, “Go ahead love, put that beautiful cock of yours right here!” as she reached down and spread open the lips of her tight young cunt, showing me her soft wet pink insides. As I held my huge swollen cock in my hand, I knelt on the bed and positioned it at the opening of my sister’s young tight pussy. My body was shaking with excitement as I was about to have one of my most taboo fantasies come true, to actually make love to my sexy little sister. I was so excited I was afraid I’d cum the second I entered her sweet pussy. We looked deep into each other’s eyes as my huge purple cock head touched her hot wet pussy entrance. I took the head of my cock and slowly teased her swollen clit with it. Then as I lowered myself, my cock slipped slowly inside my sister’s hot tight pussy. God she was so tight, so hot, so wet and aroused as her big brother’s cock traveled deeper and deeper inside her. As my cock was now buried deep inside my sister’s hot pussy, as I held it there letting her pussy adjust to the thickness of my swollen cock, we kissed passionately. We let our tongues lustfully dance together as I began to actually make love to my sweet little sister. I slowly pulled my cock out of her tight pussy, until only the head was inside, then slowly buried it again into the hilt. “God Michelle, your pussy is so hot and tight!” I said as my cock traveled slowly in and out of her hot cunt. “I love you, Mike.” she moaned softly as I looked deep into her eyes and kissed her softly on the lips. I whispered in her left ear, “I love you too.” as my thick shaft worked slowly in and out of Bayan Escort her young pussy. Michelle wrapped her long sexy legs around my back, squeezing, trying to force my cock deeper into her tingling pussy. I drove my cock hard into her, grinding my pubic bone against her erect clit, sending pleasure once again thru her young body. I teased her with a slow but stMikeg grinding pace. “Uuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmm yes b*o, that feels good!” my sister moaned into my ear. My cock in her pussy was like a perfect fit. Maybe it was the taboo i****t thing, but I was so sexually aroused, more than ever before, more than with any other woman I’d been with in my life. My sister was my perfect sexual partner and I knew she felt the same way. I could see it in her eyes. I was so close to cumming, but I didn’t want to do that just yet. So I had to just stop for a few seconds, until the sensation passed some, then start again. Each time I’d start again, I’d change the angle my cock was penetrating my sister’s pussy. This was driving her crazy as I was teasing her beyond her senses. She was really getting turned on when I pushed my hard shaft toward the left side of her pussy. “Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh come on Mike, quit teasing, fuck me baby, fuck me hard. God I need your cock, fuck your little sister’s hot pussy!” Michelle commanded. I couldn’t believe the mouth on my hot little sister but it really turned me on to hear her all but beg me to fuck her harder. I began to pick up the pace as my cock pistoned in and out of her tight young pussy. Her legs loosened as I began to ram my thick shaft first against one side then the other side of her hot wet cunt. “Ooooooohhhhhhhhhh yeah, that’s it b*o, fuck your little sister goooooood!” I was now pounding my hard shaft inside her, deep as I could go as she pushed her hips up to meet my downward thrusts, bringing her sweet little butt up off the bed to meet me. The waves of pleasure quickly built up in both our sexually aroused bodies. Suddenly I couldn’t take it anymore as I rammed my cock deep inside her, cumming so hard I nearly passed out. I filled her with a huge load of my love juices which pushed out and completely soaked her pussy mound. Feeling my hot cum shoot deep inside her, Michelle’s body began to shudder as she had the second intense orgasm of the day. My sister had her second multiple orgasm, so excited that she was finally having sex with her older brother was making everything so much more intense, so taboo, so i****tuous. For the next few minutes, we just laid there, me holding my body weight off her, my hard cock still buried deep inside her. I could feel her cunt twitching as she milked my cock dry. Her pussy quivered and squeezed my cock as she went thru several waves of intense pleasure of her orgasm. I rolled off to one side, my still erect cock slipping out of her slick pussy, her pussy filled as our juices mingled together inside her body. I ran my hands up and caressed her sweet sexy breasts as her nipples swelled and grew hard again. Within seconds, she was ready for more as she reached down and gently began to stroke my slick swollen shaft. “Michelle, I want to fuck you from behind this time. I want to feel that sweet soft ass of yours I slide into you.” I asked softly. “Sounds good to me Mike.” she replied as she rolled over and got onto all fours, arched her back and pushed that perfect heart shaped ass up in the air. Reaching down between her legs, she opened up her pussy lips for me and said, “How’s this big brother? Can you fit that gorgeous hunk of meat right here?” she laughed. “Oh my god Michelle, you’re the hottest woman I’ve ever seen. God your pussy looks sooo good from behind.” I replied as I drooled over the sight before my lustful eyes. With her head in the pillows, her back arched, on her knees with legs spread and her tight butt pointed up in the air, I moved on my knees up behind her and lined up my again thick swollen cock to the entrance of my sexy sister’s pussy. I grabbed her hips and as I pulled her back, I felt her small fingers grip my cock and guide it into her well lubricated cunt. Slowly I pushed forward, pulled her back until I felt the soft hot globes of her butt flesh pressing against me. God this felt great as I held my cock still, deep inside her. Looking down at her sexy little body from behind was a sight to behold. Her firm white tan lined butt cheeks, the sexy curves of her hips and back, the smooth lines of her back, her bikini top tan lines, her perfect shoulders, her curly sandy blonde hair and the beautiful lines of her face as she laid her head toward one side against her pillow, mouth slightly open, eyes closed as she panted heavy with growing sexual excitement. My cocked throbbed deep inside my sister’s tight little pussy, feeling the intense heat from within her. I licked my right fingers as I reached around with my right hand, cupped and caressed her right breast, teased her swollen right nipple, allowing it to roll between my moist fingertips. I slowly began sliding my cock in and out of her hot cunt from behind. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh my, Mike that feels, uuuuuummmmmmmmm, so fucking gooooooood, oooooohhhhhhhh yeah baby!” she panted. I then slid my hand down across her smooth belly, across the patch of soft pussy hair until I could feel my shaft sliding in and out of my sexy sister’s pussy. I found her erect clit and began to rub it lightly as I fucked her doggy style from behind. She immediately responded to my touching her clit as her body quivered and she moaned softly, “Ohhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssss, that’s it love, touch me there, uuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmm, aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh yessssssss!” For what was about 5 minutes, I drove my thick shaft deep into her cunt from behind, while caressing her clit between my slickened fingers. Michelle moaned out loudly as the feeling of another orgasm built up within her sexy little hard body. I increased the pressure on her now very sensitive erect clit. “Oooooooohhhhhhhh fuck Mike, that’s it, uuuuuuuummmmm, oh my god yes, uuuuuuummmmmmmm yesssssssssssssss!” she hissed loudly. As I drove my hard shaft deep into my sweet sister’s pussy from behind, I caressed her aroused clit until finally she couldn’t take anymore and quickly trembled with her third orgasm of the day. Her body shook and shuddered in every direction as she orgasmed again and again. She must have had about 3 or 4 mini orgasms in a row as I just held her hips, her soft butt tight against me until she was finished. “Michelle, let me fuck those sexy tits of yours.” I asked softly. As I pulled my still erect cock out of her, I rolled her onto her back and straddled her upper body. I wanted to fuck those huge tits and cum all over them. She pushed her boobs together as I slid my pussy juice covered stiff cock between them. I slowly began to fuck those gorgeous soft mounds of breast flesh. My thick swollen cock glided slowly between her ample breasts. Michelle tried to lick the huge cock head each time it came close to her mouth. I pushed my cock forward and let her slip it into her mouth as she sucked her juices from my shaft. Her tongue swirled around the purple head of my swollen shaft. After several seconds, I could feel my cum getting ready to boil over. I pulled my cock from her mouth and began stroking my hard shaft very fast. I wanted to shoot a hot load of cum all over my sexy little sister’s face and boobs. “That’s it baby, shoot you’re hot cum on my tits!” Michelle commanded as I neared my second orgasm of the day. Within seconds, I groaned out, ” Here it comes baby!” as I shot the first huge spurt of white hot cum up across her right tit and into her hair. The second spurt, shot over her tits and hit her right on the lips. She took her tongue and licked the hot jism from her lips just as I brought my cock up and the third spurt landed a huge load of white hot cum across her forehead and ended right on her sexy lips. She licked my cum off her lips and swallowed it. I pulled hard on my spent cock as the last of my hot cum dripped into her open mouth and onto her soft tongue. I took the rest of my hot cum and wiped from her face and tits, feeding it into her mouth. My sexy little sister ate it all. I was so sexually excited as I had just had the most intense and erotic sex of my life, and it was with my sexy younger 19 year old little sister. My most taboo fantasy had finally come true and as I later found out, it was Michelle’s taboo fantasy too. Ever since she began thinking about sex, her fantasies were of her big brother. “God Michelle, that was great! That was the best fuck I ever had!” I exclaimed. “Yeah b*o, there must be something about that saying, i****t is best! I’ve wanted to make love to you as long as I can remember. That was so bad yet so fucking good!” she replied. “You said it love, let’s go take a shower and get cleaned up.” I responded. We giggled and laughed as we scurried off to the bathroom. Under the hot shower water, Michelle caressed my cock to hardness again, I picked her up, pressed her against the shower wall and entered her tight cunt for the third time that day. We fucked and sucked the rest of the weekend. By Monday, her pussy and my cock were sore from so much sex over the weekend. For the next year, Michelle and I kept up the pretense of being only brother and sister living together but we were really lovers. We slept together every night and had sex every possible way you could imagine. We couldn’t get enough of each other. She acted out all of my sexual fantasies, wore every piece of her Victoria Secret collection and we even traveled to exotic places on vacation together. We made love on the beaches of tropic islands as lovers, i****tuous lovers. To this day, even though we’re both married now, we still get together for some hot i****tuous love making. Nobody, not even my wife, can top my sexy little sister in bed. If I could, I’d marry her so I could make love to her every night and I know she feels the same way. Now she has a sexy 16 year old daughter named Lauren, but that’s another story.

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Helen’s SurpriseThis story is based on cuckoldry and has bisexual aspects. If either of these offend you please do not read then flame.ThanksThomasI came home from work two hours before my usual time. It was an anxious drive. Helen and I had been having problems, marital problems. For the past month we had been discussing a trial separation. Our arguments were neither original nor even interesting. She complained about a loss of identity. She had given up her career, her interests, her life all in the name of the k**s and me. She looked in the mirror and did not know the person who stared vacantly back at her. Where had the vivacious, talented girl gone? Where was the stunning little cock tease who could stiffen dicks with a sexy swish of her ass or even a flick of her hair? The body was still there. Her hour a day at the gym had kept her tits and ass both firm and shapely. Still the spice, the zest, the twinkle was missing. She decided that she was now drab, mundane, ordinary. She hated what ten years of wedded bliss had done to her soul. She wanted out. I protested, of course, reaffirming my devotion to her: telling her how her body still drove me crazy, how jealous I was when other men ogled her, how interesting and well read she was. It had little to no effect and she had even packed her suitcase on two occasions. Strangely enough we made mad and passionate love after each of these sessions and I harboured the hope that this was the point of the entire situation. I knew however, on some level that the problems were deeper than that. Helen was ever an extremely sexual being and could climax often by just pressing her thighs together as she lapsed into a private sexual fantasy. It would make me insanely jealous when I would see her drift away in a crowded restaurant or even as we watched a movie.“I know you came during dinner. Who were you fucking? It certainly wasn’t me.” I would rant.This line or something similar was common, more common lately. She would smile that “wouldn’t you like to know,” smile then she would fuck me like a wildcat when I we got in bed. She drove me crazy with that shit.So, when Helen called me at work and announced, “Thomas, I have a proposal. It’s the final attempt for me. Either you accept it or I’m gone. I have to make me right… to make me… me; or else I’ll go insane. It’s not going to be easy for you but you at least you will have a choice, Thomas. Come home now.” That is why my drive home was two hours earlier than usual and why I was so stressed. My palms were sweating when I opened my front door and stepped into the vestibule.“In here Thomas.” Helen sang from the sitting room. I entered the brightly lit room to find Helen dressed in a short and swishy summer dress. I knew the dress and it was far too sexy for my liking. I hated when she wore it out. It sat at least six inches up from her knees and displayed her long shapely legs to a tantalizing effect. The material clung to her ass and hips in a suggestive manner and the low slung top revealed the upper half of her proud tits. I called it her “Let’s fuck” dress. She wore it whenever she wanted to incite me into a jealous fit.Surprisingly, on the couch next to Helen, sat James Farrow. James was our best friend’s son. He was attending the local community college pursuing a career in computer animation. We had known James since he was ten and moved into the neighbourhood with his parents Dan and Jess. I had coached him in Little League baseball. He was a nice polite k**, open faced, friendly. I wondered when he would leave so that Helen and I could get on with this proposal which she was so determined to make.“Hello James. How are you? How are mom and dad doing? You know what son, Helen and I are really into a serious discussion at the moment. I hate to ask this but can you come back another time. Anytime. Really, you’re great to have around. But, this… this is the wrong moment.”Helen reached out her hand and settled it surprisingly atop James’ thigh. “Stay right there James. She whispered.” The seductive tone of her voice shot a bolt of dread through my body. I’m sure my jaw dropped perceptively. “Sit down Thomas. Sit over there facing us.” She stood as I sat down uncomfortably in my own living room. She crossed to the bar trolley and poured out a shot of Scotch. “I’m fucking James.” She announced as nonchalantly as she would reveal that she had taken up bowling.I sprang out of my chair. Escort “Sit down. Sit down now. Sit down or you have lost me forever. I swear to God.” I knew the tone. I knew her resolve. I sat down immediately. I buried my face in my hands. “Drink this.” She thrust the Scotch at me. “Shut up and listen. This is the final ultimatum. I swear it.”With tears in my eyes I looked up at her. She eased herself back into the couch. She sat close to James. Their thighs were touching. He wore a faded pair of jeans and a plain grey t-shirt. He was nervous and bit his upper lip. He looked like he wanted nothing more than to dash out of that room like a jack rabbit.“Two Monday’s ago, James came by to deliver a box of his mom’s cookies for the club’s bake sale. He was dressed like he is today, except he wore a Nike t-shirt and he was sweating from cutting his mom’s lawn. At the time, I was watching some inane reality show as he knocked on the door. In the show there was this cute young stud attempting some athletic stunt and it got me horny watching his tight body. I started lazily rubbing myself as I enjoyed an afternoon daydream. All I had on was my cut-offs and a baggy halter top. I was pretty steamed up when I opened the door. There was James: smiling, holding out this box of cookies. You know what I did Thomas? Without saying a word I pulled him into the hall without a word. I dropped to my knees. I undid his fly and I started sucking his long limp cock. He still held out the cookies and I had his young prick deep down my throat. You know how I love to experience a cock growing in my mouth. Well his dick sprang to life in seconds. It was marvellous. Strong. Thick. Long. Hard. Veiny. Pulsing. Young. A cock so fucking responsive, Thomas, that I fell in love with it instantly. I was ravenous for it. Aching for it. I wanted it up my cunt. Up my ass. Down my throat. Between my tits. In my hands. Between the soles of my feet. In my hair. All at once. You know how you always ask me to deep throat your cock Thomas? I can’t do it. I gag and feel like I’m going to vomit. Well, I took his fuck stick so deep that his pubic hairs pressed against my upper lip and my nose. He is much bigger and much thicker than you but I swallowed his wonderful cock again and again. I gagged and choked and I loved it. I kept coming at it again and again. Down my throat it went. It filled my mouth, my open throat. I couldn’t breathe but I’d come off, gasp, and go back for more. I made wild a****l sounds. The need for him devoured me. I could not get enough.Then he took handfuls of my hair in each hand. The cookies, smacked on the floor. I loved that. He started to fuck my face… to really fuck my mouth. It was violent and crude and it made me so fucking horny Thomas that tears streamed down my face. I tried to moan out “Hurt me. Fuck me.” But I couldn’t and he fucked me so good. He fucked my face like the whore that I am.I sucked him off Tomas. Right there. Right in the hallway. Right where I dress the k**s to send them off to school. Right where I kiss you goodbye in the mornings. I gave him a blowjob and sucked off his hot young cock. Right there. You’ve got a hard on Thomas. I love that. You should have seen us. You should have heard us. You should have smelt us.He’s got a really big thick cock Thomas. The head is dwarfed by the thickness of the shaft. It’s a wide deep cock with a hard thick sinews running all along the under belly and a dominant veins coursing over the top. I kissed it and licked it and made passionate prayers to it after he shot off in my mouth. After swallowing a quart of his hot cum I kissed and pressed my face against his dick like a love sick thirteen year old. My mouth is watering now Thomas as I think about his cock. I want it. I want it again now as I did that first time. I want it everywhere at once and I want to cry out for love of it. I’m in love Thomas with James’ thick devastating fuck stick.I came as I was sucking his cock. No one touched my cunt but I came. I had never done that before. Oh yeah. My finger, this finger… I rammed it up his asshole as I was sucking him off. I fucked his asshole with his finger then worked in another… this other finger. I felt for his prostate and tickled it as he shot off. He screamed out “Fuck oh Holy fucking Christ” as he came. As he came down my throat. I tried to swallow it all but it squished out the sides of my mouth and down Escort Bayan my chin. Hot gobs of young thick sperm. I sat back on my haunches and looked him in the eye as I found every last drop with this finger and placed it back in my mouth. And I made those “mmmmm” delicious like cake and ice cream noises for him to hear. God, Thomas his cum was delicious and I savoured every morsel. I was a starving woman.I sucked so long and hard that his young prick was soft and adorable hanging there out of his jeans. I pulled his pants off and dragged him into this room. He had his t-shirt on but his strong legs and ass and that delicious swinging cock kept me more than interested. I sat him down where you are now Thomas. I sat him down and I came over here. I peeled off my cut offs and lace panties. They stuck to my sopping cunt I turned around and knelt on this cushion… right here on this couch. I bent over and rested my chest on the back of the sofa. I reached behind myself and spread open my asshole and splayed my legs so that he could see everything. My pussy lips were stuck together from the excessive moisture, so I stretched them wide for him to examine my pulsing cunt. I had not spoken a word yet to James except fuck and suck phrases and grunts while I blew his massive prick.Now I started asking him if he liked it. If he liked my cunt: my fuck hole. I was as filthy as I could be. Did he like my cock hungry asshole? You know how you always want to stick your prick up my ass Thomas. Well, I soon took that pole so deep into my bowels that I screamed in pain and ecstacy. I can’t get enough of his dick. But I’m getting ahead of myself. I want to tell you everything. It makes me hot as a bitch in heat to tell you every detail. I can see how hard your cock is and James, cock is as I speak. And, my cunt is soaking this seat as I go on. I am loving this. I have never been so excited.”She continued to speak as she brought over the bottle of Scotch and set it on the end table beside my chair. She positioned herself once more beside the boy and never missed a sentence.“So, I sat down on this couch. On this very seat and I brought my feet up to rest on the cushions on either side of me. My legs were splayed like an acrobat and I pinched my nipples and asked him what he would like to do to me. I told him that he could have and do anything he wanted. He could be as filthy and perverted as he wanted to be. I would do it all. No, I ache to do it all… to be his filthy cunt sex doll. Let your mind be as filthy as it wants. His cock was rock hard again by this time. He’s eighteen and his young prick bounces back like a tennis ball. I started to finger fuck myself and told him how I loved his young hot cock. He started to wank on that beautiful fuck pole as he looked at me. I told him how fucked up horny I was all the time. I told him how I love looking at young men and imagining their cocks. How I try to see the bulge and picture the bundle underneath. I even like young boys dicks I told him. I told him how I can watch TV and finger myself to a climax even at a young newsman or show host. We were watching each other’s hands digging away at ourselves and we started to talk about the sexual things we had done. And the things we wanted to do. I talked about how both you and Jerry Springer fucked me at the Holiday Inn after Patricia’s wedding. How it was before we got married and that we never spoke of it again. I told him how I masturbated to that memory at least once a month for all the years since it happened. I told him how we stopped seeing Jerry but that I longed to call him up and tell him that I want to suck on his cock and fuck him again.I told him that I look at your brother and dad’s packages all the time…. and that it would be so filthy and perverted to fuck them both and that I fantasize about doing them both at the same time. I told him that I want to be tied up and fucked by a room full of men and I want you tied up and watching me as I howl out a thundering climax, loving the whole thing. I told him about being a little girl and letting the man next door take off my dress and panties. He licked my cunt and squeezed my flat titties and prodded at my bum hole. I loved it and kept going back for more. He showed me magazines and even an old movie of grown-ups fucking and sucking on each other. I wanted that filthy, heady, excited feeling again.I was just going to Bayan Escort do more about my fantasies when he crossed the room and stuck that tremendous meat up my cunt. I couldn’t catch my breath it was that amazing. Wham right up inside me, Thomas, deeper into your wife’s cunt than you have ever been with one mighty thrust. Then, the way his young ass thrust and vibrated as he fucked me good, screwing the shit out of me. Screwing my ass off, Thomas, screwing my ass off. I want him now. I want him to fuck me and you to watch… watch his sweet ass pump and spasm as he fills me with his cream. It’s fucking incredible.As he fucked me he told me about jacking off thinking about me when he was thirteen and that he once got a good peek up my mini and saw some cunt hairs sticking out the sides of the crotch and I came like a gyser when he said that. He came then too. I sucked our mixed juices off his cock and he surprised me by lapping up my overflowing cunt. He sucked up everything his own sperm and my fuck juice and he even tongued my asshole. A young guy like that, he’s a better lover than you are Thomas and he’s eighteen.In that first day. He fucked my cunt. Twenty minutes later he broke my cherry by fucking my asshole. I loved it. I want his dick up my ass all the time. I love the feel of his hot sperm shooting up there then oozing out. He licks it up Thomas. I gave him a foot job and a tit fuck too. All that first day. He is insatiable and so am I. He recovers in no time. Even when he is limp he likes to finger me or talk about sex. I love to suck on him when he is soft. It’s like a languid dream to me.He told me about girls he has fucked and eaten out. He talks about who he wants to fuck and what he wants to do to each girl he meets. Different things to different girls. He’s a horny little piggy boy. Aren’t you James.We have been together every day since then. Even last weekend I met him at the Red Roof on both days. Remember you were golfing and took the k**s to the movies. I was banging his nuts to a cream and slurping him up all the while.This week we had a break through. I told him that I have had two lesbian experiences one when I was f******n and my aunt Donna who is really just a family friend looked after me for a month. She kissed me the first night. Fingered me the second night. Licked me to orgasm the third night and we did everything under the sun for the rest of the nights. I couldn’t wait for school to end on the weekdays and rushed home with a gushing pussy. She would wait for me naked on the bed and I would dive at her open cunt. On the weekends we only broke off to eat. Three years ago I seduced our babysitter Rachel. I felt so wicked and perverted and never stopped loving her until they moved away last August. I know I have never told you about either of these experiences Thomas but you are not as sexual and open as James is.To my great surprise and delight James told me about Frank Miller. You remember that he was also on your baseball team with James. Well he and James began by jerking off together as they looked at girly pictures then as they talked about the girls they had played with. One day they started sucking each other’s cocks. Eventually, they fucked each other’s asses. I came over and over as he told me the stories and then he told me about the time they went into Kansas City and hired a hooker and they had a bisexual threesome night.”Helen’s tone changed. She leaned forward in her seat. She poured me a full glass of Scotch. “Here comes the proposal Thomas.” She stared me straight in the eyes. “I am not ever going to stop fucking around. It enervates me. It brings me to life. I want to experience a bisexual threesome. I want to do it with you and James. I want to do every filthy thing three people can do with and to each other. I want you to suck each other’s cocks. I want you to fuck each other up the ass. I want you both to fuck me at the same time… mouth, ass, cunt, hands, tits, feet, the works. I want to watch you jerk each other off as I dance for you. I want you to kiss and tongue each other’s mouth. I want you to tongue each other’s assholes.I want you to take turns fucking me till I am begging for mercy. Then we’ll consider what girls and what other boys and men we would like to include.”She finished talking and reached for James’ wrist. She stood him up tall and began rubbing the length of his cock, the outline of which was silhouetted in his trousers. She squeezed the shaft and the head. She hefted his huge nuts. Then, she unzipped him and exposed his thick juicy cock. It was indeed massive. “Well, Thomas. An answer please.”I slowly stood up and undid my fly…THE END

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My Cuckold Story

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My Cuckold StoryIts one o’clock in the morning, I can’t sleep and so I will write it all down. Maybe that way I can get some perspective on the situation I now find myself in.It all started about 5 years ago; no actually it was one year before that, to the day. My wife gave birth to my son on 2nd April 2005 and that’s where she met and made friends with the other women on the maternity ward. They formed a sort of group and met up from time to time, comparing baby progress, some becoming close friends, others drifting off, and so it was for many months. One of the women in this group is key to this story; her name is Karen and she was the lynchpin of the group. Most activities were organised by, or centred around her. A year later we held a first birthday party for my son and invited all those mothers in the unofficial club together with their husbands and our friends and neighbours. It was a good afternoon but one thing sticks in my mind from that day. As I got into bed with my wife that evening she said “You know Karen’s husband, Rob.” I nodded that I did. “Well he told me this afternoon that he really liked my dress, and that it shows off the great body I have. His words.” “Tell him to back off.” I said, jokingly, and thought nothing more of it. At least for a few years. During those years we would bump into Rob and Karen but very infrequently. The mother’s group broke up and mainly settled into a couple of close female relationships but my wife wasn’t in one of them. And life went on as normal. At this point I should record that normal wasn’t a good thing, at least not sexually. We found parenthood exhausting and we were both too tired for sex in the main. On the few occasions we managed to get something together about half of them were aborted due to c***d-based interruptions. I guess we were down to once every one or two months at best. No k**ding. So as I was saying, life went on as normal until about a year ago when my wife received a phone call out of the blue.The next part of this story is as reported to me by my wife. I wasn’t there but I’ll tell it like she told me. Karen called my wife one Monday morning and asked if she’d like to come over for coffee one day that week. My wife was a little surprised by the call because she and Karen had only socialised as part of their wider group and never just the two of them before and besides, they hadn’t seen each other for a long time. But Karen seemed eager to meet up and have a chat so my wife went over on the Wednesday morning when the c***dren (ours and theirs) would be at school. The coffee and chat started off as expected, comparing c***dren, comparing husbands (Rob was doing well as a financial advisor, working from home) and catching up with news about the other mothers they knew. Eventually, during a pause in conversation Karen leaned across the table and held my wife’s hands and said “There’s something I want to talk to you about, something I have to tell you, and something I have to ask you, it is very important to me.” My wife indicated that she understood the importance of the meeting and Karen told her about her problem. Apparently things weren’t going well in bed for her and Rob, but not in the way that most couples experience. Rob had a voracious sexual appetite which Karen was keen to satisfy as his wife, but he was also quite a bit larger than the average man in his sexual size and she happened to be quite a bit smaller in the same area. Potentially great sexual qualities worked against each other with the result being that she found sex far too painful to keep up with at the rate Rob demanded it. She knew there was a problem when they married but hoped it would ease with time. When the tiredness of early parenthood hit Rob’s demands had eased off a little but now life was getting back on an even keel she was starting to feel the pain again. Karen was very worried that if things went on much longer she would lose Rob. That if she couldn’t satisfy him then he would be forced to look elsewhere and her marriage would be over. She described how it felt when they had sex and how Rob’s large size seemed to fill her completely and tightly, how lubricants helped but could not prevent the discomfort she felt afterwards, and how she needed a few days to recover between sessions. She wanted to keep her family unit together more than anything and was desperate. Then, very nervously and with tears in her eyes she told my wife what she wanted. She said she knew that Rob found her attractive, and that he had told her so before. She was begging my wife to help ease her burden. She said she fully understood that this raised questions around our marriage but she had nowhere else to turn. Would my wife please, please consider having sex with Rob on a regular basis? She said that if the answer was “no” she would fully understand and they would say nothing more and she apologised for even asking it. But if my wife could find it in her heart to help then Rob was upstairs in his office. Karen had told him that she was going to make this request. When Karen made her plea my wife had two thoughts running through her mind. One was acknowledging that the talk of sex and size and the physical act had quite turned her on, but at the same time she was shocked at what was being asked. She felt insulted to be asked to place her own marriage at risk to save this other marriage, of a woman who was a mere acquaintance not a real friend. She got up from the table, head spinning and went to the front door. She said she actually reached for the handle and then looked up the stairs. The hunger in her loins for some secretly forbidden sex started to play with her rational thought. The seed that Rob had planted in her mind years ago when he made his attraction clear had germinated. My wife said that she had wondered from time to time what he was like to be with so the concept wasn’t entirely new. She let go of the door handle and turned towards the stairs. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Karen sitting there shoulders slumped, her head deep in her hands. As she climbed each step she felt a little more light headed, a feeling of losing control, her heart was beating loudly in her ears but the tingle between her legs was growing the closer she came to the office. When she reached the doorway Rob was standing there, non-committal, waiting for her to make the first move. She took one more step, pushed up on tiptoes and kissed him on the mouth. Rob pushed the door closed and took her there and then on the carpet floor. My wife said it was delicious, the sexual attraction, the danger, the sin of it all was overwhelming, and when he pressed himself into her she wasn’t disappointed at all. He was very big and my wife had to adjust her legs a couple of times to accommodate him properly but she had never felt so completely taken before. It was short, intense and powerful and she came strongly several times. It felt new and fresh and good. So good. And when it was over she grabbed her clothes, dressed in the hallway and ran down the stairs and out of the front door.My wife never mentioned this episode to me at the time, or anything that followed, not directly. She said she didn’t sleep that night, her mind racing through the wrongs and rights (rights?) of what she had done but her body, her vagina was still throbbing with the memory of the day and she played with herself while she ran the events through again and again in her mind. The next morning she decided that she couldn’t participate in the saving of Rob and Karen’s marriage and was glad that she had no contact with them. On Friday morning the phone rang and it was Karen “Just to let you know that I am going out and Rob is expecting you.” That was all, and she hung up. My wife sat there head spinning again, suddenly dragged back to this thing she thought she’d escaped from. But there IT was again too, that tingle between her legs, and the memory of feeling so alive began to grow. When she drove over to Rob and Karen’s house she knew that she was making a life decision. This time their sex was slower and more exploratory, they had over an hour together and my wife was able to see and feel in all its glory Rob’s wonderful size and girth. The previous time it had been lust and passion but this time she gave herself to him mind, body and soul. She came repeatedly and felt completely fulfilled. It was the start of her service.In the following weeks my wife would go to their house every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. She said that Karen was often there, always grateful to see her and stayed out of the way when she went to satisfy Rob. My wife assumed that Karen stayed around so that the neighbours thought she was visiting her and not Rob. As time went on Rob’s demands began to vary and my wife obliged. She had never been one to experiment in our own relationship but was keen to give Rob as much oral sex as he wanted and with caution to indulge his particular favourite; anal sex. He in turn was gentle where he needed to be but strong too in ways that drove her crazy. She was on a sexual high and loving every moment of it and the longer it went on the less guilt she felt about it. After all, if I didn’t know about it there was no harm to me, and she was saving the marriage of her friend wasn’t she? Karen had no awkwardness at all over the situation and after the sex she encouraged my wife to stay for coffee with her and they would even Escort talk about Rob and how to please him, comparing tips and tricks in pleasing “their” man. I suppose the situation could have stayed like this for a long time, but it didn’t.One Monday, during one of their chats after my wife had taken care of Rob, Karen mentioned that she thought things were going really well with the overall situation. She said that she had recovered enough now to claim back some of her wifely duties and suggested to my wife that she only visit on Mondays and Fridays in future as she would be taking care of Rob the rest of the time. To her surprise this came as quite a blow to my wife who hadn’t realised how involved she had become, how much she loved pleasing Rob, loved having regular, great sex and yes, how much she loved him. It felt like a rejection and she found herself backpedalling while desperate not to show it. Was Karen sure that she could take on more duty? What if the discomfort came back? What did Rob think about this? Karen couldn’t help but have her suspicions raised and eventually she snapped that it was her sex life too and that if she wanted her husband back then who was my wife to stop her? My wife left under a cloud that day and even though I didn’t know what was going on I remember her depression and her not wanting to talk about it. On Wednesday she didn’t visit like she normally would but she did go on the Friday and had decided by now that the worst thing that could happen was to lose Rob altogether. What if Karen shut her out completely? She couldn’t take that emotionally or physically, so when she went in the house rather than go straight upstairs to see Rob, even though she wanted to, she found Karen and talked to her instead. She apologised for her behaviour on the Monday and asked Karen’s forgiveness, of course she had no right to interfere, it was Karen’s marriage they were helping and Karen was the best person to direct matters. Karen simply hugged my wife tightly and led her into the living room to talk further. She said she understood my wife’s reaction on the Monday, that pleasing Rob was an addictive activity and that she didn’t blame her for raising the questions she had. Karen said that it was not so much about claiming back her husband, she was happy if Rob was happy and Rob was very happy with their situation. The reason she had raised it was that her own sex life had diminished, even though she was not so uncomfortable anymore her appetite was still strong and she found it difficult to sit downstairs when Rob and my wife were enjoying themselves upstairs. She said that she’d been thinking and would be happy for my wife to continue with Rob on Wednesdays as long as she spent some time satisfying Karen too. My wife asked what she meant and Karen raised her skirt up her legs to reveal no underwear and more strikingly a smoothly shaved perfect little vagina. She opened her legs slightly and raised an eyebrow as a playful smile flickered at the corner of her mouth. My wife looked at something she had never considered before. It was choice time again but this one was easier. She had already made the big decision weeks ago and this was more about the details of the situation. The bottom line was that she wanted Rob as many times a week as she could, and if she had to please Karen with her tongue to do that then it was a small price to pay. Slowly and deliberately she lowered herself to her knees, threaded her arms under Karen’s legs, pulled them apart and pressed her tongue against Karen’s silky smooth vagina and started to explore. Karen had obviously spent more than a while thinking about this. My wife could tell that she was already quite excited and quickly made a rhythm with her body that encouraged my wife to probe deeper. After a few minutes my wife was starting to enjoy the effect she was having on Karen when she became aware of Rob standing behind her. If Karen had noticed she didn’t mind and her rhythm continued without a pause. After a time of observation Rob knelt behind my wife who knew him well enough by now to know what was going to happen next. Almost without thinking she pulled down her lower garments to give him access and he took up the invitation immediately. My wife had been more excited than she realised serving Karen because Rob entered smoothly despite his size. Between the three of them they found a steady rhythm and my wife said that at that moment she was completely fulfilled sexually. She always enjoyed Rob inside her but especially when she was on all fours, and although she had not considered cunnilingus before, there was something about being a sexual servant that overrode any prior objections. The bottom line was she that she had never been so turned on before and it was like a firework going off in her body and brain at the same time. Rob and Karen were obviously completely aroused too and before long all three were exhausted and spent. Without speaking Rob returned to wherever he had come from and my wife and Karen sorted out their clothes. Karen leaned forward to my wife, kissed her on the lips and said, “good girl”, and my wife went home.My wife thought that this would be the start of regular sessions for the three of them but she was mistaken. Things went on as before with the thrice-weekly visits, always pleasing Rob and sometimes pleasing Karen afterwards. The couple seemed happy with the arrangement until one Wednesday after my wife had attended to each of them in turn and she and Karen were sharing a drink, Karen brought up a topic for discussion; how to please Rob more. My wife liked this subject and they had covered it many times, but this time Karen was quite specific. They both knew that Rob was experimental and one thing he wanted, Karen said, was oral sex from a man. My wife started wondering if Rob had any limits but before she could consider any further Karen dropped her bombshell. “He wants a man to go down on him and I think it should be your husband. Now run along and think about how you are going to make it happen.” Before she could protest my wife was ushered out the door and decided to walk home with her thoughts. She remembered the last time she was asked to comply with a request that there was the threat of withdrawal and she didn’t want to test the situation again. She would have to find a way to satisfy Rob and Karen.Up to this point life had gone on completely normally for me; work, weekends, infrequent sex. I was on autopilot and wasn’t expecting anything to change but that weekend was the start of everything being different. We were free from parental duties with the grandparents stepping in and as we had the house to ourselves my wife suggested an early night. She had that gleam in her eye which made me anticipate a good evening and I put it down to her monthly urges. When we got to bed we lay and chatted for a while and then my wife, who never talks about sex, set the tone. She said that she had been thinking about our sex life, and that she realised it was not as good as it could be. She wanted to change that and do what she could to make it better. At this point half of me had perked up because this kind of talk is music to any man, but the other, grounded half of me realised we had been here before in different shades over the course of our marriage and in the end little had changed. But then she turned and looked me straight in the eyes and said that she wanted to be my sex toy, that whatever I wanted in bed she would be, she would do. She knew what turned me on, sure, but she understood that I might have more to reveal and if that was the case then fine, she was dedicated to embracing it and making it happen. “I want to own you sexually” she said, “and to do that whenever you think of sex I want you to think of me.” That night my sex life turned around completely. My wife was like a completely different woman to the one I thought I knew. Whatever I wanted she did, the more I pushed the boundary the more accepting she became. Where once there would have been disapproval at the suggestion of anything not vanilla, she was now urging me to reveal more and more of my kinks and wants and lusts. Not just to reveal, but to practice and then urge me some more. My head was spinning, I had never been so turned on in ,y life, not just by what we were doing, but by the promise of what was to come. At last my wife was an equal partner on my sexual journey after years of stagnation. Hours later we finally slept and I was drained, spent, exhausted and happy. Very happy.The next night I was eager to keep up the momentum and my wife was of course very receptive in her new role of husband pleaser. I wanted to make sure that I didn’t spoil this new thing we’d found and after a little foreplay I paused to ask her about herself. She had spent the previous night exploring my sexual psyche in order to please me and I wanted to give something in return. I said it was only fair that I be allowed to please her as much as she was pleasing me, and that she should let me know if there was any fantasy she had. Whatever it was she should tell me and we would make it happen. My wife brushed the suggestion aside and pressed on with pleasing me but I wasn’t going to let it go and asked the question again. “It’s OK” she said, “let’s get back to you and see if there is anything else we can uncover.” I pressed her again and this time she hesitated before Escort Bayan refusing to play the what-turns-her-on game. I knew her well enough to know that if I persisted I would be able to extract something from her. “How about this” I said “whatever you say, whatever you ask, no matter what, I will take your desire, your fantasy, whatever turns you on seriously, and I will do everything I can to make it happen. You have my word on that.” And I looked her straight in the eye, eager that she should understand how much this meant to me, that she know that I was as serious about fulfilling her fantasies as she was about meeting mine. “Well, there is something” she said and as she thought about telling me she started to rub herself against me slowly and I could already feel her wetness against my thigh. “Go on” I urged, and she suddenly became very coy and leaned to my ear, to whisper but also so that when she told me we couldn’t see each other’s faces. “What would really turn me on, would be to see you go down on another man.”There it was, out in the open, something said that could not be taken back. There was silence while I took in the implications of what I had just pledged to do, and my wife waited on tenterhooks for my reaction. She spoke first and was very apologetic; “I’m sorry that was silly. I can’t expect you to do something like that just because I might like it, forget I ever mentioned it. Come on; let me see if I can make you weep with pleasure like last night.”“No, I want to do it for you” I heard myself saying, and I can distinctly remember feeling that there were two of me at this point. One of me was insisting that I perform oral sex on another man at the whim of my wife and the other was telling the first one to shut up, what on earth did I think I was doing?When nothing more was said about it for over a week I thought that I had got away with it. Like offering your seat for someone on a train who declines it, I thought that I have made the gesture, been rewarded and that everything would continue as normal. But my first Monday off work was to prove otherwise. Mid morning my wife said, “Come along, we’re going for a ride.” And when I looked at her for details and saw her makeup in place my heart skipped a beat. She led me out to the car and into the passenger seat. She told me to put the chair right back so that I could not be seen and also gave me a blindfold to wear. Numbly, I did as I was told feeling, even hoping that I was in a dream. We drove for about 10 minutes and as the car slowed and turned I could hear we were on the gravel of a house drive. My wife parked up and came round to my side of the car and led me out, still blindfolded into the house. I had no idea where we were or whose house this was and I was very nervous. She sensed my unease and whispered in my ear, “Do this for me.” She took me carefully upstairs into a room off the landing and straight away I could sense another person in the room. My wife lowered me to my knees where there were cushions waiting on the floor and then took my hands and placed them on the knees of my beneficiary. Now I understood the blindfold. At first I had thought it was to prevent me knowing where we were but I realised that if I had to see what I was doing I probably wouldn’t have gone through with it. Now I had my geography clear in my head, I could feel the man’s bare knees under my hands and I could smell him; he smelled fresh and clean which was a relief. All I could think of was his thighs and what was waiting for me where they met. My wife stroked the back of my head and with the same motion gently pushed my head forward inch by inch. I didn’t resist but I didn’t go any faster than I had to either. To keep my balance I slid my hands up his legs as my head went forward and then I could feel the head of his penis against my lips, it felt very smooth. My wife gave me a little nudge at this point and I opened my mouth to honour my promise. My lips slipped apart and my jaw kept widening until eventually the head was all in my mouth. I couldn’t believe how big it was and how far I had to open my mouth in order to accommodate him. I started to wonder how my wife had set this up, especially so quickly after we had spoken about it for the first time when the business at hand interrupted. Still guiding my head by my hair my wife stated to build a rocking rhythm and at the end of each stroke I found a little more of the man’s penis in my mouth. He was so hard, and warm! I don’t know why but both of these qualities were a surprise to me. My wife kept up the control of the motion of my head and the man was enjoying it more with each stroke. His hips started to twitch and I could feel the urgency of his movements, both powerful and threatening. I knew that I was at the limit of what I could take on each forward thrust and would probably choke if he pushed much more. At this point he took control of my head from my wife, gripping my hair more strongly and working to a faster rhythm. I began to feel uncomfortable and maybe my wife sensed this. I could still see nothing but I felt her body lean over me into the man. Whatever she did to him made him stiffen more in my mouth and then in two strokes he exploded deep in my mouth. He grunted, I heard my wife moan next to me, obviously very turned on, and I also heard another woman’s moan from behind me in the room. Until that moment I thought it was just the three of us but we obviously had an interested spectator. I wondered if there were more and what kind of situation my wife had brought us into. My immediate concern was to spit out what was in my mouth but that was not an option as the man’s penis still filled it, its hardness subsiding slowly. To the relief of my jaw he withdrew and I felt him get up. He left the room as did the woman behind me who now spoke just two words on her way out; “Good girl.” My wife manoeuvred in front of me and kissed me full on, preventing me from getting the man’s fluid out of my mouth. I was filled with shame, shame that I had performed that act on a man, such an emasculating act that I was sure my wife would never respect me again, shame that the act was witnessed and so I didn’t know who knew, and worst of all the shame that I had an enormous erection. What I had just done had turned me on and my main thought was to release my own sexual tension. What had turned me on so? I don’t know. I don’t think it was the act itself. It was possibly that I was knowingly doing something that turned my wife on. It was probably that I enjoyed being a sexual giver but was surprised to learn that a situation like that would arouse me. We were alone now but my wife kept my blindfold in place, lowered my back to the floor and worked at my clothes to release my lust. She worked at me exotically at both orifices, her mouth on mine, eager, exploring, and her vagina on my penis rhythmically riding like a rodeo rider. We were both SO sexually charged from the events that we were soon climaxing together in one joined dance which slowed and slowed to an exhausted stop. Eventually she said, “Don’t say a word.” And she helped me up, dressed both of us and then led me still blindfolded out of the house and into the car. I lay down again and only removed my blindfold when we were close to home. We said nothing.Later that evening, after the c***dren had gone to bed my wife told me everything. It was not a confession, she was not unburdening herself. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she was telling me her story like someone who has found some treasure and is describing its location. She told me about wanting to help with Rob and Karen’s marriage, how that led to other things and how she had engineered a situation where I had a man come in my mouth to please to keep the whole situation alive. When I started to speak she put a finger over my lips and said “Shhhh. Not now. You have a lot to think about.” And think I did. My instinctive reactions of outrage and disbelief gave way to more practical thoughts. In the past couple of weeks my, our, sex life had been better than I ever could have imagined. There was a deliberate causational link in my wife’s story between what we were doing for Rob and Karen and our own improved relations. The next day I set out my position to her; “Look, I don’t mind being caught up in this situation that you’ve got us into, in fact part of me enjoys it immensely, but I won’t be doing that act again.” She looked me straight in the eye and said, “You’ll do as I tell you. I’m going over to see Rob now and I’ll see you when I get back.” When she returned she was buzzing and still turned on from whatever she and Rob had got up to. Before I was allowed to enjoy myself fully she made me go down on her and made sure that I tasted where Rob had been. It was like acclimatisation training and I didn’t like it, but I did love what followed. It was like marrying someone who can make a sandwich and discovering that they are a master chef. My wife was suddenly very experimental in bed, but I had the feeling that the experiments were new to me only. When we finished, and at the point where she flopped back truly satisfied and exhausted she said the phrase that I was becoming accustomed to, “Good boy.”I had the next day to myself, or so I thought. I rose late, showered and grabbed some brunch but on my way out the house I found a note and a mobile phone with an earpiece by the Bayan Escort front door. The note said “Insert earpiece, press call.” So I did. My wife answered.“Good. Now you are going to do exactly as I say, do you understand?”“Yes.”“Good. Get into the car, press ‘last destination’ on the sat nav and follow the instructions. It should take you about ten minutes. Let me know when you have arrived, otherwise no talking.”I followed her instructions and then those of the sat nav. Although I didn’t know where I was going I guessed that it would be to Rob and Karen’s house and when I turned into the gravel drive I knew I was right.“I’ve arrived.” I said.“Go to the front door and give it a push, walk inside and close the door behind you.”“OK, I’m inside.”“Go to the top of the stairs.”“OK, I am at the top.”“Now strip naked. Keep the earpiece in and hold the phone but apart from that you’ll be naked.”I paused, not sure about being naked, but in the end I decided to trust my wife.“OK, I am naked.” I said.I realised I was standing outside the room where I pleasured Rob and had sex with my wife a few days ago. I wondered who or what was on the other side of the door.“Enter the office. Look at the floor. Do NOT make eye contact.” came the command and in I went.Rob was sitting on the office chair dressed in shirt and jeans. Karen was sitting legs crossed in another chair in the corner of the room positioned as an observer, wearing a dress. I focussed on the carpet. I was aware of their eyes on my nakedness and didn’t want to make eye contact with them anyway. The silence seemed to last a long time when in my ear my wife said,“You did very well last time and Rob was pleased. He wants to see how well you’ll do without my guiding hands. Just follow my instructions and it will all be fine.”I said nothing, just kept my eyes on the floor.“Get down on your knees and unzip him. Not too fast.”I unbuttoned the jeans and slid the zip down over the bulge that was already growing under the fabric. I pulled down the underpants and reached in. My hand remembered the impressive dimensions from before and I lifted the growing member out, assisted by its own momentum. Wow. Seeing it for the first time I was amazed at how big it really was, much bigger than it had felt previously. I held the shaft, signalled OK and waited for instructions.“Hold near the base with your hand as you slide your lips over the head. This penis is too big to work with just your mouth alone; you will have to work a combination move. I am sure you know what to do, after all you have one of your own.”Getting the mouth position right was difficult. The head was very big and I had to part my jaw wide to get it in. Once it was there I felt the familiar smooth hardness from before and set about working the rhythm between my mouth and hand, instinctively listening for Rob’s body movements and working with them too. I could see Karen out of the corner of my eye. She was mesmerised and fixated on my every head movement. She uncrossed her legs, reached up her dress and started to work her hand underneath and rub and rock in small movements in time with me. I could see even with my restricted view that she wasn’t wearing any underwear and that she was shaved as smooth as marble. The voice in my ear spoke again.“Very good, you are working well.” (how did she know, could she see me?).“Keep the rhythm going but put more emphasis on the underside of the penis head, he loves that.”I did as I was told and immediately found a reaction from Robs hips as he started to push with more urgency. Just when everything was building nicely I heard:“Stop! Stop!”I stopped my head and hand movements and Rob’s body tried to compensate for a few seconds and then he stopped too.“Now withdraw and move back a little. That lollipop needs a little flavour.”I moved back and immediately Karen, who had kept her movements going when ours had subsided, rose from her seat took three steps, swung a leg over and straddled Rob. She hovered for a brief moment and then lowered herself onto Rob to the extreme pleasure of both of them. Given all that had passed before I expected her to have trouble accommodating Rob but there was no problem. I could see that she was a tight fit but not so tight as to cause her discomfort, especially in her current state of self-lubrication. Karen balanced her weight on her tiptoes and moved up and down in a slow deliberate movement but did not increase the speed. Both were simply enjoying the height of their arousal and the skin to skin touch of their union. I watched intently, relieved to give my jaw a rest and at the same time increasingly aware of my own stiff tribute to what I was seeing, permanently saluting the activity before me. After a few minutes Karen eased off her husband’s erection, her smooth lips reluctantly parting with the head at the last moment. She returned to her chair and resumed her position of self gratification and my earpiece came to life again.“Time to finish him off. Don’t forget to work your hand on the base and your mouth on the head together.”I resumed my position between Robs legs, bowed my head and went to work. The head was taut from excitement and glistening with Karen’s juices which tasted fresh and sweet. Rob seemed a little bigger than before and his actions were more urgent. I stepped up the tempo and pressure in response. My wife again;“I don’t need to tell you to swallow. Any moment you’ll feel his muscle twitch at the base of the penis, at that moment look up into his eyes. You are giving yourself to him and while he is coming into your mouth you must acknowledge your submission.”Right on cue there was the muscle spasm, I pulled harder on the shaft and work my mouth on the head. There was an almost imperceptible lull and then Rob exploded down my throat, he pushed and pushed again and I felt more warmth with each push. Our eyes were locked as my wife had instructed, me submissive, him dominant. As soon as Karen saw his orgasm she climaxed too. With each thrust he was the owner and I was the owned. With each spurt I accepted his pleasure until he was spent.“Stay where you are.” Came the command, “now bring yourself to orgasm, but keep Rob in your mouth while you come.”I had never masturbated in front of an audience before but I was so desperate for the release that I was past caring about who was watching, especially after I had witnessed their own sexual acts. I felt Rob’s size slowly subside on my tongue as I brought myself to climax with my head buried in his lap. When I came he held the top of my head and said, “Good boy”, then eased me off and left the room. Karen followed and I was left by myself. As I left the room I noticed a webcam in the top corner above the door and realised how my wife had been so specific with her instructions. I dressed quickly in the hallway, returned to the car and drove home. My wife arrived an hour later and just gave me a long rewarding kiss. That night she produced a disk with the entire sequence filmed, together with her instructions which led us to another sexual end to the day.That was two days ago. Today, after one of her regular sessions with Rob and Karen my wife was as turned on as usual but made me wait until late before we went to bed.“Before we start tonight”, she said coyly, “I have a present for you.”She passed me a beautifully wrapped box with a tag that said in her handwriting “To my student.” I opened the box to with more than a little trepidation, justified as it turned out. The gift was an extra large strap-on penis, the same size I estimated as Rob at his best. She asked me to suck the head, which I did because I know that this act turns her on. She was very turned on, still throbbing from her earlier session with Rob, and we had a fantastic session. At the end I was spent, exhausted and satisfied in my mind that I had made the right choice. So what if I shared my wife with another man? The sex was fantastic and I was purring like a cat by the fireplace. We lay in each other’s arms for a while and then my wife whispered in my ear.“I know you have guessed from my little present, but next week Rob wants to go to the next stage with you, He will bugger you and Karen will be watching, as usual. That means we don’t have much time to prepare you. Believe me it will be very painful if you are not relaxed and ready in the right way. Tomorrow night I’ll start to use this strap-on and we’ll take it slowly from there. I’m going to make you the best rent-boy ever. You work for me now, and I work for Rob, and he works for Karen.”And with that she kissed me on the lips and went to sleep by my side.There it was – the whole hierarchy – and as I suspected Karen was the main player. She had engineered the entire situation not to save her marriage, but to please herself, control people and give her husband a little variety along the way. The next part of her plan was to see her husband take another man – me – in order to test her control. Was Rob doing these things because he wanted to? Or because she told him to do them? I remembered the first time he came in my mouth that my wife had done something to make hime ejaculate, but he was very turned on even before that wasn’t he? Perhaps he was just an all round sexual predator and Karen was using that to her own ends. The thoughts kept circling my mind and I couldn’t get to sleep. I keft my wife sleeping and have spent the last three hours typing this. Reading it back makes my think what an idiot I’ve been but to be honest each step was incremental and the sex has been good. The question now is do I continue with this bizarre situation or do I go back to the old times of rare sex? Advice please.

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Pure pleasure seeker (buffy /faith)Buffy’s lungs were burning from exertion. She’d never run so hard and fast in her life. Even when it felt like her legs were going to buckle, the pain shooting up her shins, somehow they kept pounding the tarmac of their own volition. All she could see was Faith’s hair like a dark cape whipping behind her as she ran. God knows how far they’d gone but the totalled squad car was far behind them and they were sprinting into an unfamiliar part of town. Faith seemed to know where she was going though.The irony of this wasn’t lost on Buffy. She felt like she’d been chasing after Faith from the moment they met. Elusive, wild c***d Faith always seemed just out of her grasp. Just when she though she had the other slayer figured out, the brunette would go and prove that she didn’t know Faith at all, that Faith could never be conveniently pigeonholed. She knew that Faith had spent her whole life breaking out of the moulds that other people wanted her to conform to. The lack of expectations and the other girl’s unpredictable nature was what made being around Faith so exciting.Right now, however, excitement was the last thing on Buffy’s mind. She was bone tired and riddled with guilt. In a matter of hours she’d become a delinquent and an accomplice in breaking and entering, robbery, assaulting police officers and resisting arrest. Not to mention bailing out on that Chem test. What was she thinking? Did higher brain function even come into when she was with Faith? She was being seduced by Faith’s attitude to life, to slaying and everything. She wanted to be that carefree, to not give a damn about anything or anyone.”Faith,” she called out breathlessly. She came to a stop but the brunette kept going. “Faith!” This time Faith heard her and doubled back, the thin sheen of perspiration on her cheeks and forehead glistening under the glare of the streetlights. She looked almost surprised, as if she hadn’t expected Buffy to be following her.”We should split,” Faith said, staring past Buffy’s shoulder as if she could sense something. “Less chance of ’em tracking us.”For her part, Buffy couldn’t believe the other girl was being so calm about this. Still, what could she expect from someone who listed petty crime as one of their hobbies and interests? Unfortunately, Buffy couldn’t be so cool about this, thanks to that pesky lifelong sense of responsibility that a good upbringing had lumbered upon her.”Doesn’t it bother you?” she shot out, impatiently raking a few stray hairs out of her eyes.”B, don’t get all overcome with civic pride on me now,” Faith replied, dark eyes fixing on Buffy’s. She shrugged. “Way I see it, those weapons were just lyin’ there gathering dust. What good’s that, huh? We coulda used ’em to take out a few vamps. Fair trade, right? Anyways, it’s more like borrowing than stealing.”Buffy shook her head at the brunette’s skewed logic. “The world according to Faith…” she muttered under her breath.”Look, for real now, we don’t have time to stand around and chitchat. I’m gonna grab and pizza and head back to the motel. So you can come with me or you can go home to your mom.”There was a note of challenge in Faith’s voice and Buffy found that it got her back up. It wasn’t really a difficult decision. On her present guilt trip, she was sure she wasn’t up to facing her mom, not without confessing or something. She could just imagine her mom hitting the proverbial roof. Rant first, ground later. Probably for the rest of her adult life.”What kind of pizza?” she asked dubiously.Faith grinned. “You know what?” She cocked her fingers at Buffy. “I’ll let you decide.”****”Wicked gross,” Faith said with distaste as she picked the last anchovy off the final slice of pizza and tossed it into the empty, grease-slicked box. “Damn, B, that’s the last I let you pick the topping.”The TV flickered in the corner, the volume turned down low on the old monochrome set but still drowned out by the whir of the ancient air conditioning system. It was a stickily warm night and Faith shifted restlessly on the mattress, the Bostonian still unaccustomed to the heat of northern California. The black tank top she wore exposed her shoulders to the air, the perspiration Escort visible on her shoulders. Clothes were strewn around the room, d****d over the solitary chair, hanging on the bathroom door, cluttering the floor, baby T-shirts, leather pants, tight-fitting shirts. The tang of leather and the musk that the dark-haired girl favoured imbibed the air with a scent that was unmistakably Faith, amplified in this stuffy little room that Faith called home. Buffy found that she was strangely comfortable here despite the general unpleasantness of the motel room.The blonde shrugged happily as she sat cross-legged on the bed. “You snooze, you lose,” she grinned around her mouthful of pizza.Faith snorted and shook her head. “Deadboy won’t go near you for a week.” At the look that Buffy shot her, Faith pretended to zip her mouth and throw away the invisible key. She also had the good grace to actually look at least a little sorry. Not much, but it was there. Faith had a habit of reducing everything to sex which irritated Buffy because her relationship with Angel wasn’t about that. Not simply because they couldn’t *have* it, though Faith seemed to take great delight in reminding her of that at every opportunity. She wondered why Faith was so interested anyway. Was it curiosity or was it just goading? So much of what the other girl said, she didn’t know how to take.”Like, *that* would last,” the blonde said ruefully. “God, Faith, do you even think before you open your mouth?”The other slayer slapped Buffy’s thigh indignantly. “Hey, I thought slayers were s’posed to stick up for each other.””You started it,” Buffy reminded.Faith thought for a moment, her eyes scanning the ceiling briefly before returning to Buffy’s face. “Hm, I did, didn’t I?” She gave a broad grin. “Alright, truce?”Buffy nodded, slightly distracted by Faith’s wide, pretty smile. “Okay.””And I swear I won’t say nothin’ about your stinky anchovy breath…””You bitch,” Buffy said and launched herself at the other girl, quickly and effortlessly pinning Faith on her back, arms raised above her head. It went without saying that Faith could easily have fended her off but she didn’t. For a few moments she struggled halfheartedly but she stilled and just stared up at Buffy, motionless. It was then that it really registered with Buffy the intimate position they were in. She was effectively straddling Faith’s hard, flat belly, her thighs locked around Faith’s hips. The warmth that was generated between them made her feel suddenly weak and lightheaded. Her fingers pressed firmly into Faith’s upper arms, marking the soft flesh red in a grip that would’ve hurt a normal person. The dark eyes of the other girl wandered, swallowing her whole like she was an object for gratification.”Couldn’t wait to get me into the sack, huh, B?” Faith asked roughly and it brought the blonde out of her daze so that there was no longer a Faith-shaped dark blotch on her vision. The brunette swam into clarity before her, thick hair splayed out on the pillow, dark eyes engorged with lust, almost-as-dark lips parted in invitation, the whisper of a pink tongue behind her perfectly white teeth. The tops of Faith’s breasts rose and fell in an hypnotic rhythm, exposed as they were by the low-cut, cleavage-enhancing top she wore.Abruptly, Buffy pulled back and jumped off the bed. She gazed around the motel room, its sights, smells and the sounds of cars outside both familiar and unsettling. Faith hadn’t moved, she was still lying on her back but her dark eyes followed Buffy closely. Headlights swung through the room and passed, making the blonde jump slightly.”I should be going,” Buffy began awkwardly. “My mom’ll…”Faith nodded. “Yeah, don’t wanna worry her, right?” There was bitterness there, barely under the surface. Buffy was sure of it and she wasn’t certain how she felt about that, what it meant. Or the way that Faith stared at her. Greedily, almost.”Right,” Buffy agreed in a hollow voice. There were too many thoughts invading her head. Angel, whom she loved, even though she knew they didn’t have a future together, maybe because of that. Just because Faith was looking at her like that, it didn’t change anything, didn’t Escort Bayan mean anything. Not to her. She’d noticed the looks before but she’d never acknowledged the attention. For all her talk of using and discarding guys, it was obvious that Faith wanted her. But Faith had never made a move and Buffy had never wanted her to. She had no reason to, she was with Angel. Wasn’t she? Only, now she wasn’t so convinced… That’s what was freaking her out. And she was surprised at how little it seemed to matter that they were both girls.Rubbing the goosebumps on her arms, Buffy made for the door. “B.” She stopped dead at Faith’s voice. After gathering her courage she turned to face the other girl. Faith was off the bed now, Buffy’s jacket in her hand. “Don’t forget this.””Oh. Yeah. Right.” She reached out for it but Faith held on and Buffy met her eyes hesitantly. “Planning on letting me have it sometime this evening?” she asked with deceptive lightness.Faith’s lips twitched into a smirk. Buffy blushed. “My jacket, I mean.””Depends,” the brunette said. Her smirk edged into a fully-fledged smile. It made her eyes twinkle. “We could make a trade.”The alarm bells were going off in Buffy’s head but there was something in Faith’s stare that made her feel daring and just a little bit sexy. “A trade?” She crossed her arms. “I hope you don’t mean your leather pants.” Good with the humour, keep it light, she told herself.Faith lifted a dark eyebrow and glanced down at said pants. “I wouldn’t part with these babies for nothin’.””I’m so glad,” Buffy replied in a droll voice. “So, what did you have in mind?”The other girl tilted her head to one side and stared at Buffy. “Hmm. Well, lemme see…” Faith scratched her chin. “What do I want you from you?” She took a step closer to Buffy and smiled. “I really wanna see you in the buff, Buff, but…” the brunette paused to flick her eyes over Buffy, “I’ll settle for topless.”The blonde’s throat was bone dry. “Are you serious?” Faith just stared at her with a smirk on her lips. “You *are* serious. And, did I mention, crazy?” She turned to leave but Faith gripped her shoulder, stalling her. The heat of the other girl’s hand suffused her, burning into her skin like a branding iron but clammy too, she noticed.”I’ll make it worth your while, B,” Faith said, her voice husky. “So. What do you want from me, huh?”Slowly, Buffy faced her again. She forced herself to hold the other girl’s stare. “Nothing, Faith.”The brunette shook her head slowly. “See, I don’t believe that. ‘Cause there’s gotta be some reason why you keep starin’ at my lips like that.”Caught out, Buffy’s eyes fell to the barbed wire tattoo on Faith’s arm because it was the safest place to look right now. She opened her mouth without thinking. “Can I… I want to touch it,” she said quietly. Without waiting for Faith’s permission, she reached out and gently traced the jagged lines of ink with the tips of her fingers, barely touching the downy skin. Even after she moved her hand away she could still feel the softness of Faith’s skin tingling on her fingertips.Faith was smiling slightly. “My turn.” Buffy looked up, gaze clashing with the other girl’s. Discarding the jacket to the floor, Faith’s hands came to the blonde’s waist, toying with the hem of her tank top. “Nah. Wait. This isn’t fair. There’s gotta be something more that you want from me.”There *was* something Buffy wanted but she couldn’t bring herself to say it. Because saying it made her vulnerable and she wasn’t entirely sure that Faith could be trusted. Instead, she just stared. The smile spread on Faith’s face. “You only had to ask,” she said flirtatiously and licked her lips. “C’mere,” she said as she tugged Buffy closer.This was wrong and dangerous, Buffy knew, but Faith’s eyes were so pretty and so inviting so she let it happen. The brunette bent her head and pressed her mouth to Buffy’s. Almost immediately, the smaller girl opened her lips to Faith’s tongue, feeling for the first time the velvety softness of it as it tangled with her own, duelling playfully. Faith tasted sweet as candy which was unexpected and her lips were so soft and so much sweeter than Angel’s. She felt Faith tug on Bayan Escort her lower lip, scr****g the tender skin with her teeth almost to the point of pain before caressing the bruised flesh with her tongue. Teasing before dipping in to sample Buffy’s mouth again. As they kissed, Buffy brought her hand up to Faith’s jaw, stroking back and forth then tangling her fingers in thick, lustrous locks. She’d always liked Faith’s wavy hair and was slightly envious of the fact that it looked so good with a minimum of maintenance.But that inane thought was wiped from her head as Faith’s hands drifted down her spine, moving around front to cover her small but full breasts. It was enough to make her lose all inhibition and she kissed Faith hard as the brunette fondled her, nipples painfully aroused under Faith’s hands. She couldn’t think now, didn’t want to, because if she stopped to actually consider what she was doing here then she’d lose her resolve. And she wanted this, desperately. For over a year she’d shied away from physical and emotional intimacy, until Angel returned. But he couldn’t ever give her what she craved. And Faith… Faith so easily and blatantly could. She couldn’t turn herself to stone and pretend that she had no desire. Yes, Angel was her soul-mate, he probably always would be but she needed something baser than abstract fulfillment. This… thing with Faith wasn’t about love or grand passion. It was simply two people coming together, both needing to be satisfied. At this moment, she was a pure pleasure seeker.It was Faith who broke the kiss, only to attack Buffy’s neck with lips and tongue, nipping and sucking at her flesh, bringing a bruise or two to the surface. And Buffy let her leave her mark, tilting her head back to allow Faith to kiss the base of her throat, to dip her tongue into the hollow there. The brunette’s hands had slipped under her top now and were travelling up her skin until they were once more over her breasts. The callouses on Faith’s palms added that extra special sensation and Buffy moaned quietly at the exciting contact.Impatient now, she reached for the button on Faith’s pants, quickly unfastening it and pulling the zip down. As she did so, Faith drew back to watch her. She smirked. “I always figured you were way too vanilla for this, B.””Just goes to show, *F*,” Buffy paused as she tugged the skintight leather pants down Faith’s hips and thighs, “how little you know me.”Faith’s dark eyes evaluated her carefully. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” She kicked off her pants and flashed a smile. “But you’re gonna let me get to know you better, right?”Buffy made an amused sound. “Well, I’m not going to bore you with my life story,” she said, and pulled Faith closer, wasting no time in kissing her deeply and thoroughly.***”It goes without saying that you can’t tell anyone about this,” Buffy said as she pulled on her pants and tank top.Faith took a long drag on a cigarette – Buffy had been surprised when the brunette had pulled out a packet of Marlboro from the bedside cabinet but made no comment when Faith lit up. “You think I would brag about it?” Buffy just gave her a stern look. Faith grinned and exhaled slowly. “Yeah, you’re right, I would. But I won’t.”Buffy scooted around to sit cross-legged on the bed. The other girl was partially covered by the rumpled sheets, long hair spilling over her breasts like a whore in one of those French paintings or something. Just as pretty, the same air of corruption. “I need you to promise me, if any of the gang or Angel find out…””Relax, B.” Leaning over, Faith stubbed out the cigarette into an overflowing ashtray, making Buffy wonder why she hadn’t noticed it before. “Do you trust me?” the brunette asked solemnly.Buffy considered that for a moment, taking into account everything they’d been through together, how many times they’d saved each other’s asses and their previous discussion about trust. She nodded. “Yes. I do.””Then I promise,” Faith smiled and knelt before the blonde, allowing the sheet to fall away. “Cross my heart and hope to die.”Buffy swallowed. “You, um, wanna do this again some time?”Faith reached out, fingers sliding into Buffy’s still mussed hair. “You mean like now?” She pulled Buffy’s face towards her own.The sharp scent of smoke hung around Faith, in her hair, on her breath and Buffy relished it. “Must’ve read my mind,” she managed to say before Faith crushed their lips together in a hungry kiss.The End.

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My challenge to a Virgin, a Cock Revisited

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Cum

My challenge to a Virgin, a Cock RevisitedI once challenged a girlfriend to take her clothes off and confront a stranger, sit down and talk with him, without trying to cover-up her genitals, then tell me she was not turned-on by the experience.We were having this debate on morality and she was from a Christian background of bible thumping parents, with suppressive views on sexuality and masturbation.This young woman was 19 and had never, according to her, touched herself intimately.We chose to meet on the the Saturday morning and I took her to a high-rise apartment block of flats, on the edge of town.We went up to the top floor and stepped-out of the elevator, where I told her to strip off everything she had on, on calmly walk all the way down to the front door, stand for five minutes, then walk back up and get dressed, easy as that.This block of flats was twenty high, with two flats on each floor, so the journey down and up, would be both time consuming and racked with nervous sexual tension, she could not, not be affected by the experience, of being caught naked.So when she showed-up on that Saturday morning, I have to say I was taken aback at her brazenness and willingness, to do it.She stood facing me as if waiting for the starters gun at a local marathon, and I found myself strangely excited by her enthusiasm, to get naked, so I said, ‘OK Joanne, get naked’.In less than a minute she stood au-natural, very white skinned, almost alabaster-esque, flawless and statuesque, beauty personified, she was a turn-on, and I said as much.It was cold and standing on a concrete floor soon had her covered in goosebumps and she was starting to huddle-up until I told her to be open and show herself, no covering up.’I am Fucking freezing’, she retorted, which was music to my ears, her use of the ‘F’ word, gave me hope her mind was thinking along those lines.’Ok’, I responded, ‘Gather up your clothes and put them into your ruck-sack, and sling it on’, and she did so, cutting a very sexual image standing there nude and with her clothes tied away on her back.’Lets go’, and we started to descend the building, I Escort leading the way and taking my time in doing so, casually chatting, praying for a door to open and catch us.My mobile rang and both of us almost jumped from our skins, she panicked as it made so much noise in the confined space.I listened and just said ‘Whenever’ and hung-up. ‘Who was that’ Joanne queried, ‘My Grandfather’, I retorted, as we continued descending the stairs, to be confronted by an old man, standing at his open door.Joanne screamed and cowered down, suddenly the reality of her nudity and being seen, unnerved her.I stood to the side, so his view of her was unobstructed, ‘Joanne, stand up’, I ordered her, ‘You know the arrangement’.As she rose I stole a look at him, and as she straightened, his face lit-up proportionally, then looking back at her, she realising this also, showed a radiance of her womanhood, as she proudly thrust her breasts out and sucked her perfectly flat tummy inwards.’Sorry, I got a fright’, she said, and boldly walked to him offering her hand to shake.’Is this some prank like Candid Camera’, he asked, his eyes locked onto her, ‘If you offer us a coffee, we can explain’, I tempted him.’Sure, definitely, come in’, he offered, standing aside as we walked into his apartment.I looked at Joanne, she was simply glowing, she was a different person, not only enjoying her new found freedom, but flouting it, and as he walked in behind us and passed us I noticed his hand brush her against flesh, and she made no gesture to acknowledge he had touched her.Coffee poured I explained why we were doing what we did, and he surprisingly said, ‘Joanne, I cannot see your Cunt’.Joanne was sitting with her legs crossed and with the cup raised to drink, when he said it, she looked slightly baffled, then realising what he meant, laughed and uncrossed her legs and opened them, ‘See it now’? He was looking straight at her crotch, ‘You dont shave your pussy’, he queried her, ‘I thought most women do now-a-days’, he continued, turning to me, and before he could continue I simply stated I did.’Can I see you, Mariel’, he Escort Bayan asked meekly, ‘Sure why not, might as well’, and I stood up and stripped off completely, letting him enjoy my blondness and baldness, in comparison to Joanne’s dark hairiness.’Which do you prefer’, asked Joanne, suddenly intrigued and with a little tension in her voice, now I was nude and being compared to her.I was hoping for this response, a ridiculous rivalry, two beautiful young women naked with an old man, and sex very much on the agenda, Joanne was exhibiting a natural reaction, to wanting to be top dog, and selling herself low, just to be number one.’I like you both Joanne’, he replied, ‘Truth is I have never really compared before, can I look at you both more closely’?I walked over to him and stood in front of him, my pussy just inches from his face. On seeing me do this Joanne jumped up and thrust her Cunt in a similar position, at my side, and there we stood, being touched and fingered, each of us responding to his probing and slight insertion, each of us lost in our own thoughts, our hips rocking gently, well mine were, but Joanne was riding his finger, as this was a completely new experience for her, and as I watched, I started to believe she was experiencing something new.His face was closest to Joanne so I put me hand behind his head and pushed him into her, so his mouth was on her pubic bone, he cast a look up at me and I stuck my tongue out, in a licking motion, suggesting he perform cunnilingus on her, and as he buried his nose into her pubic mound, Joanne’s eyes were closed tight, her back was arched as she thrust her bum in towards his tongue, she was lost as she face-fucked him, she was ready for the ultimate finale.I guided and coaxed them across to the counter top, where we stood as we made the coffee, ‘Put your bum on here Joanne’, I said patting the wooden top, ‘He can get at you much better, if your legs are wide apart’, I found myself sexually excited, well I always did when Fucking was going to happen, and I wanted her Fucked.It was as if she was in an entranced state, there was Bayan Escort no resistance, just an obedience and a willingness to surrender her private organ for his and her pleasure, as nature had conditioned us since time immortal. She lay back, knees raised and legs akimbo, the perfect Fucking position, her offering puffed and moist, quivering as her muscles sought the male organ of pleasure, the very organ I now held in my hand, guiding it to its new home, a new sensation, the ultimate sensation.I reached in and opened her lips, she felt so incredibly soft, her lips kept sliding from my fingers as I held her open, she was very wet, not just from his saliva, but from her own lubrication, she was flowing heavily and to make matters more difficult, her bum was rising as she sought hid penis, so I placed my palm on her pubic bone and pressed down hard, with two fingers in her Cunt, as I guided the cock-head between the folds of pinkish soft tissue.Head buried and covered in her pink folds, she started to writhe and bang her ass in an effort to hump him, she was sobbing and swearing, as I held his cock in position, my fist encircling his shaft and rammed hard against her Cunt entrance, preventing him from penetrating her further, just letting her savour his cock head, giving her a little at a time.I took my hand from her pubic bone and took hold of his cock with it, continuing with the restrictive penetration until I had inserted my index finger into her ass, now I felt his cock head and teased him with my inserted finger, massaging his mons glans with vigour, not caring if I accidently tore this thin membrane separating her Cunt and Ass, I was in her to feel her loss as he tore her open and her hymen snapped.I looked into his eyes and said, ‘You ready Granddad’? He smiled and nodded as I took my restrictive grasp from his cock and he surged deep into her womanhood, my finger tip feeling inch after inch plough in deeper, a slight resistive blip, her ass rise of the counter top, a gasp and short cry, escaping from her lips, he was in all the way her Hyman gone for ever, and he continued to Fuck her and plant his seed in her virginal wilderness, although in reality, she was more restrictive, as she clung to every inch of him, until she herself submitted to her own orgasm, the final act that proves beyond all doubt, she enjoyed it.

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Lights Out

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Lights OutIt was nearly 3 a.m. before we arrived at the United States Naval Base for basic training. The Company Commander boarded the bus screaming out orders as we were rushed off the bus into formation. The cold temperature had caught me by complete surprise, because when I had left Pensacola the previous day the temperature was at least 93 degrees. Despite my Company Commander’s order to stand still and at attention, I found myself shivering uncontrollably. There I was, in a formation of about 70 men, and realized that I felt quite alone and cut off from the other men as we marched in step towards our new home. My feeling of detachment was probably because I had never been so far from home. When we were finally allowed to go to bed, I began to feel a bit of panic creeping up on me. I was an 18-year-old momma’s boy who had no idea what to expect other than that the training would be rigorous and difficult to complete.Although we hardly spoke for the first couple of weeks, my bunk mate seemed to be pleasant, courteous, and quite good looking. I had guessed from his smooth southern drawl that he was from Texas. I wasn’t too far off: He was from Oklahoma. A black boy with southern roots = hot in my book. We mostly communicated with a look or a nod and sometimes a grin. After we were familiar with our surroundings and felt more at ease with one another, Johnny and I began talking and getting to know each other. As we exchanged details of our history with each other, we discovered that we were very much alike in regards to our likes, dislikes, and interests. For example, we had applied for admission to the same “A” School, liked the same music, movies, books, and food. Throughout this course of time, we became the very best of friends. Hell, we were nearly inseparable. I know, I know, we were in boot camp so we were by no choice inseparable, but we were really into each other. He and I helped each other through the grueling rigors of training, always making sure we both were inspection-ready. We were in our fifth week when an instructor called Johnny out of our classroom and he didn’t return to class. When I returned to the barracks, I found him sitting on the bottom bunk with his face buried in his hands, and I could tell that he had been crying. I sat down next to him, put my hand on his shoulder, and asked what was wrong. He sighed and told me that the base Chaplin had summoned him to his office. Johnny’s grandmother had died. Instinctively, without even thinking about it, I rubbed his back, wanting to comfort him. I told him that I was there if he needed anything. I wanted to hold him, but knew better. I had developed an extreme attraction to him, and anyone with eyes would probably say the same. He was hot as hell! He stood about 5‘11“, weighed about 115, had light brown skin, smooth without so much as a blemish. His big brown eyes, full lips, along with a lean muscular body made my mouth water. I knew I had to be careful not to let anyone, especially Johnny, find out how I felt about him. If I were outed it would have been disastrous. I had managed to keep my sexuality secret through high school and would just have to take the same precautions while in the navy. Of course, I already realized that greatest obstacle was Johnny himself. He had a habit of making eye contact with me when we talked, and at times he would look at me and smile giving me the distinct impression that he wanted to kiss me. Maybe it was just wishful thinking. I would quickly look away and keep talking. I just didn’t trust myself to keep staring into those gorgeous eyes of his. And speaking of obstacles, showers were extremely frustrating for me. Johnny always waited for me to go shower so he could tag along. So there we would be, in the shower together, and I would WILL myself not to look. I don’t know how I managed, but I avoided looking directly at his cock. I did, however, get a good look at his ass. Oh my god, it was just perfect! His smooth well formed buttocks and distinct tan line made his ass stand out; who knew black guys could have tan lines? I would hurry out of the shower before he could see that I had a hard on.There was a guy in our company named Jason who was obviously gay, and a lot of the guys would harass him. Even though Johnny never said anything about it, I knew he didn’t approve of the harassment. When the guys would start in on Jason, Johnny would just look away, and so did I. It just made me feel sick. Seeing how they treated him was a reminder to Escort me that I had to be careful, lest anyone find out about ME. Weeks passed and we were passing requirements with great strides, looking forward to graduation, though we dreaded going to separate commands. Johnny asked me numerous times to promise that I would write him. If he only knew how I felt, he wouldn’t have felt it necessary to keep asking, because, truth be told, I was completely and hopelessly in love. The last week of boot camp came and went. After graduation, to our great surprise, we learned that we had both been accepted to the Operation Specialist Training Command, which was a really big deal, since only 7 out of 100 applicants were accepted to the class. Two weeks later we arrived at the training center in Dam Neck, VA. I loved that we had two-man rooms. After sharing an open bay dormitory with more than 70 recruits, it was quite a relief to have the privacy of a two-man room. And to top it off, they let us pick our own roommates. Perfect! I didn’t mind at all that we had to share a common restroom and shower area with the rest of the residents on our floor. When we were alone in our room, we were able to be more ourselves. Having such privacy increased my opportunities to get a better look at Johnny’s body and I made good use of it! This caused my lust for him to build and heat to a boiling point, and my will power gradually ebbed away. There were times when Johnny behaved in a way that made me suspect that he was watching me as much as I was watching him. I knew our relationship was uncommonly close – closer than I ever thought possible. While it was obvious that he cared for me, I still had no idea how he felt about me sexually. He made a habit of sitting on my bed, leaning against me, and asking me to rub powder on his back. Obviously I didn’t mind any of those things.Late one evening, something happened that changed our relationship forever. Our on-duty instructors always toured the halls immediately after Lights Out. Johnny, knowing full well that the showers were off limits after Taps, had waited until the very last minute to take a shower. I tried to convince him to wait until after the duty-officer’s tour of the hall was complete before he left the room, just 15 minutes was all he would have to have waited and the Duty Officer would be out of the way until muster the next morning. But that didn’t seem to phase Johnny in the least. He went right on to the shower. Taps sounded over the loud speaker, “Taps – Taps – lights out.” I was beginning to panic, because Johnny was still in the shower. I just knew he would get caught. Realizing that there wasn’t a thing I could do, I turned off the lights and climbed into bed, covering my head with my blanket. Moments later and to my great relief, the door opened and in walked Johnny. He closed the door behind him. His towel was wrapped tightly around his waist, which, of course, caught my eye. I peeked out from under the cover, trying not to be too obvious about it. The outside security light shined through the window softly, perfectly illuminating Johnny’s firm form. He was so fucking hot! I remained quite still as I watched him open his locker, and had no intention of looking away THIS time! He reached in his locker and removed a pair of underwear. To my disappointment, he put them on without removing his towel. Damn! I didn’t get to see a thing! . I continued staring as Johnny applied deodorant, put on a t-shirt, and got into his bed. He curled up with his ass sticking out towards me. Oh, what a perfect ass a wonderous sight to behold. It was so full and so round. I lay there staring at his ass for what felt like an hour. When I was sure he had fallen asleep, I eased out of bed and quietly crawled over to his bed. I stopped with my head close to his lower back, so close I could smell the scent of soap on his freshly showered body. Very carefully I placed my palm on his ass and lightly caressed it. It was so smooth and so soft. My heart was pounding a mile a minute. I rubbed my thumb along his ass crack and could feel the heat when my hand passed over his asshole. I gently pushed his underwear deeper into his crack, because it gave me a better feel. The head of my dick was dripping wet with precum and I could feel my juices building up and throbbing their way to the head of my dick. Without warning, Johnny rolled over onto his back and took a deep breath. Man, did I ever move back! Shock of electicity shot through Escort Bayan my body. Realizing that I was pushing my luck, I decided to stop. But just as I was about to get up, I saw the outline of his cock through his underwear. He still seemed to be sleeping soundly, so I eased my hand above his cock and slowly lowered it until it rested on his balls. For me, the sensation was simply unbelievable. I felt Johnny’s dick growing larger and stiffer as I very lightly rubbed it. I felt an unusual sensation. A feeling foreign and unfamiliar, an ache that I had never felt before deep inside my ass. Instinctely, I knew that the I thick long black organ under my hand and hidden under the fabric of his underwear was the only relief for that – ache – that longing – deep within me. I realized that my own cock was about to blow in my shorts. I figured I had taken enough chances and that I had better stop while I was ahead. Johnny took another deep breath, but still appeared to be asleep. But I dragged myself away from that sleeping god, gathered my shampoo, soap, and towel, and left the room as quietly as I could. When I entered the bathroom, I found it unoccupied, as it usually was after taps. I went in to the shower area, took off my clothes and began adjusting the water to my preferred temperature. As, I placed my head under the stream of water, I heard a noise elsewhere in the bathroom. Damn, I was caught. I quickly rinsed off, but before I could get the water out of my eyes, the intruder spoke. It was Johnny, and he looked extremely pissed. I couldn’t speak. I just stood there looking at him, afraid that he was going to curse me for what I had just done back in our room. Finally he spoke, scorning me, “What the fuck do you call THAT?”What are you talking about?” I asked, afraid of hearing words that I didn’t want to hear. He seemed even more pissed by my pretense of innocence. He cleared his throat and walked up to me, and I honestly thought he was going to knock my head off my shoulders. He stopped less that a foot from my face, and continued: “What kind of shit was that you pulled in the room? What the fuck do you think you were doing, Shelton? I know you didn’t think that I was asleep. Why would you think that it was cool for you to put your hands all over me? Moreover, what makes you think you can put your hands all over another person’s body without their permission?”OMG … my heart was going a mile a minute and my service career flew before my eyes. But then Johnny’s tone seemed to change as he said, “Fuck it man, you got me all stirred up in there, and then left me with a hard on. You could have at least finished the job.” Then he smiled, that gorgeous smile of his, and I almost fainted. He stood with his lips very close to mine. “I started to say something to you in the room, but didn’t want scare you off. I wanted to see how far you would go. Hell, I was going to let you do whatever you wanted! I’m STILL going to give you what you want.” He put his hands on my shoulders and gently forced me to my knees. He stood in front of my face and pulled out his thick cock. “Suck it !”; he said, and my heart practically stopped. I took hold of his dick, and for the first time ever, I had a dick in my mouth. I seemed to have slipped off into another world and I lost myself in the moment. “You like that, don’t you? You like that dick in your mouth.” Johnny backed up, withdrawing his dick from my mouth. “Get up and turn around. Face the wall. Go on, put your hands on the wall and spread your legs.” I obeyed his command. I could feel his presence behind me. He took hold of my ass cheeks and rubbed his dick against them. About a minute or two later I felt his dick going up and down along my crack, each time moving closer and closer to my asshole. He spread my ass further open, and the sensation was quite intense. It was strange but wonderful to feel his dick sliding along the inside of my crack and up against my virgin hole. I felt his dick press against my hole. I instinctively pushed my ass back to him and moved my hips “Shelton, have you done this before?” “No, but It’s cool. I really want to.” “Well, don’t push back so hard. You might hurt yourself. Let’s go back to the room.” We gathered my shower supplies and headed back to our room. After we were safely inside the privacy of our room, Johnny told me to lie down on my back. As I was lying down, I saw him removing some lotion from his locker. He walked up to me and told me to roll over Bayan Escort on my belly, which I did. He got on top of my bed and kneeled between my legs, spreading apart my cheeks. I almost screamed, when, instead of his dick going into my ass, it was his tongue, and I thought I would die as his tongue licked around in circles. As he licked, I could barely breathe, and cum was leaking from my dick. I moaned with pleasure. He backed away from my ass and started rubbing lotion around my asshole. He began slowly pushing his finger in and out of my hole. He went deeper and deeper with each stroke. Then he put more lotion inside me as he worked his finger in and out of me. When he was able to put two fingers inside my ass, he put his dick against my hole and asked, “Are your ready, Shelton?” Yeah, I moaned. He backed off and had me stand up with my legs spread wide and with my back to him. I placed my hands on the desk that was nearest to the door. He pressed his big black dick against my asshole, applying more and more pressure as he worked his dick at different angles. And then it happened … he had shoved his dick deep into my ass, and the pain was horribly intense, a pain I had never felt before in my life. I begged him to pull out. Instead, he pushed my head down on top of the desk and continued to stroke his dick in and out of me, ignoring my begging him to stop. It hurt so much that I almost cried out for help. Finally, he DID pull out. I turned and swung to slap him. “Man that shit hurt like a mother fucker!”He grinned. “Let’s give it another try.”“Fuck that shit, man! That HURT! What’s the matter with you? You’re acting like you’re another person.” “You just haven’t been around me when I was fucking. Besides, it always hurts the first time you get penetrated. Trust me. Now, turn back around. You know that I love you. Trust me, it wont hurt like that again. And if it does, I’ll stop; I promise. You will love it this time.” He pulled my face close to his and kissed me. And of course I melted with intense passion. He gently led me to his bed and laid me down on my back. He sat down at the foot of the bed and picked up my legs and placed them on his shoulders. He pulled my hips toward the edge of the bed and against his waist. He leaned over me, pinning my legs to my chest. He pressed his dick against my asshole. With slow and easy pressure his dick went in me. He buried his dick nut deep inside me. We kissed as he worked his long fat dick in and out of my ass. I could not believe that I actually had a dick inside me, or that it was the gorgeous Johnny who was doing the fucking. I watched his stunning body moving over me. To my amazement, his dick felt quite good in my ass. Without saying a word, he pulled out of me, and motioned for me to stand beside his desk. Once again was back where it all began. Talk about going around the world. “Are you ready to get fucked?,” he asked. “I thought that was what we were doing!” He laughed and shoved his dick back inside me. It did hurt a little, but it wasn’t as bad as before. In fact, I liked the way it felt to be dominated by him. He slammed his fat dick in and out of me over and over, and I could feel and hear his balls slapping against my ass. It was fantastic. After about ten minutes it was starting to feel weird. It had been such an intense and unfamiliar sensation that part of me wanted it to last forever, while the other part wanted him to hurry up and finish. His pace quickened and the sound of his nuts slapping against my wet ass grew louder and louder. I was amazed when I realized that I was moaning like a bitch. The a****l inside of me came to the surface. I wanted more. “Fuck that ass. Yeah, give it to me. Fuck me harder.” Johnny reached around and took hold of my dick. He stroked me with the same rhythm that he was fucking. The pressure built up in my dick. “Fuck! I’m fixing to cum. “ He kept jacking me off until I shot my load all over his hand, down my legs and all over the floor. He let go of my dick and grabbed me by the hair of my head. He pulled my head back and fucked me violently. I could hear him groaning. I felt his dick getting even harder. After a few more violent thrusts, I felt the inside of my ass getting wet. It was filling up with Johnny’s cum. He shot so much inside me that it was running out of my ass and down my leg. Never, before have I felt such intense pleasure. When he had finished, he pulled out of me. I was numb from the waist down. We slipped out for a quick shower. After we returned to the room, he got into bed with me. We slept in each other’s arms all night. At that moment and for the first time in my life, I felt like I wasn’t alone, that I was cared for, and, oh my god, that I had been FUCKED!

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A Trashy Little Thing

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A Trashy Little ThingCheap perfume wafted through his nostrils, so thick he fought not to gag. A subtle cough relieved the pressure in his throat, timed with the music muffled the sound. Ugh. A furtive glance gave way to the offender, a trashy little thing; Her appearance as cheap as the perfume.Cold assessing eyes appraised her as she passed by, taking in the sweat stained white halter top and typical tight, too short jean skirt. Halloween make up plasters her face, a heavy paint of eye shadow and liner to bring out the muddy brown eyes, he thought amused. French tip press on nails reach up to brush back, silky black hair; Stuffed with so much hair product, he could feel the grease at the thought of running his fingers through it.A high pitched laugh escapes her glossy smug lips, tactically manufactured, more to grab attention than from any real mirth. The effort is rewarded, quick scans for that laugh turn into stares from men and women alike. She owns them. Hungry, angry, envious eyes follow her as she moves through the dance floor.A seductive run way walk is the prelude; Four rapid steps, all equal in short lengths, eyes roaming meeting stares. She erotically bites a nail, head swiveling. A slutty girl act; An even sluttier expression to match. It promises more than a dance floor can reasonably offer.Slender sun tan arms move to match the music’s tempo weaving intricate patterns, more often than not sliding across her wiry frame. Inviting. A quick step left. A turn and low dip. The contours of her ass voluptuous and round. Back upwards at a snail’s pace, butt still arched and ample. Her sinuous body follows hips thrusting slowly left and right, the rhythm never forgotten. Perky breast jut; Convulsive chest heaves mimic a fierce back beat, causing erect nipples to wrinkle cotton.Hips undulate and body ripples, more curves than a snake that one. And perhaps just as lethal? Soon the music rides up higher and higher building to the climax and so does her skirt! Shapely long legs begin to reveal silky smooth thighs as she squats lower and lower, hands on knees. Skimpy skirt lifting in inches, an imprint of a firm tight ass creases against denim fabric, the pressure overwhelming. And the music ends, just as a honey colored bottom outline is revealed, her hands fluently snap down and the skirt with it.A raised thin arched eyebrow, the only response to disappointed gawkers. A wry superior smile the only response to the hateful glares.Trashy little thing does a more refined number the next couple of songs, to the obvious dissatisfaction of her admirers. Rejecting plenty of suitors along the way, their offer of drinks replied with a hurried “Not Thirsty,” darker motives summarily crushed. Too eager, too boring, too full of himself, too old, too fat, too too–. No good. No good. NO GOOD! Been there, done that, and done it again just to make sure i really did that.Too soon the nights wearing thin and her patients even thinner. Sensuous belly dancing turns into a Rhythmic shuffle, eyes searching for something new, something thrilling, something THRILLINGLY NEW! She switches from one face to another; gentlemen incline their heads, lift drinks, smile, smirk, leer. Nothing. Sameness. Rhythmic shuffle turns into pacing impatience, her gaze sweeping ever faster.Trashy little thing dismisses another, glances my way, meets my eyes, looks away at another. All the same, a ruined nigh— her gaze flicks back to me consciousness only now aware of u*********s interest. She stares, noticing me, noticing her, same as all the others….No, there’s something different there? A calculating eye tries to pin it as a frown spreads across her lips. Her expression grows thoughtful, i can already tell she begins to sift through past relationships, past men, looking for it. A cold inward chuckle greets the futility of her actions. The irony is not lost on me, her trying to find what’s different about me in the sameness she so despises.She gives up, her puzzlement replaced with a giddy excitement that only reaches the eyes. A wink as she saunters over, fake long black eyelash shoots down and then up; Reminds me of a bats wing flapping. Ambling over, her demeanor as calm as any predator, so am i prey?… … … The hunted hunting a hunter, is it? *Cold Chuckle*~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~”Hey, waiting on someone?” She purrs teasingly, as she just about covers the distance. Her voice as thick and warm as dripping honey, oozing pheromones.”No,” I simply replied.”Good, then perhaps we can hang out,” She continues smoothly, smiling. “Us lonely people have to stick together, right?”I laugh a charming laugh. An artificial sound. In a way similar to a laugh soundtrack for TV sitcom’s, so hollow and unreal. Yet, you expect it there. It fits after every comedic line and so you smile and laugh along too, unaware.”You don’t look so lonely, especially after that first number you pulled.” I let my gaze shift around the men still staring to emphasize the point.She grins. “Least you know the company won’t be bad.””Aye, and good company is always welcome.”We drift towards the clubs leather couch chairs and request drinks. I sit directly across from her as she orders two glasses of champagne. The waiter places them on the small tables at our sides and I thank him with a tip.And the conversation continues as most conversations in that setting do. Exchanging pleasantries, all the while trying to probe each other. Though, for my part, that kind of thing wasn’t needed. I knew her, i knew her all too well.Admittedly, Escort I did discovery a few new things, though unimportant, it does no harm to mention. It seems Trashy little thing’s name is Diamond. Ridiculous. She isn’t even cubic zirconium. Trashy lit– “Diamond” has moved around a lot from place to place, cities to states, never really settling anywhere. The same way littered garbage tends to drift by the merest breeze, traveling everywhere. Arriving just five days ago, with no real occupation finding whatever she can along the way, she decided to see the Miami sites and ended up here. Or so her version of the dreary tale goes.”I don’t know,” She eyes me speculatively, while sipping her drink. “There is something about you… that’s different.”I feel the atmosphere turn into one of those cheesy high school vampire romance drama novels i hate so much, under her inspection. I can imagine my dark persona in the plot drawing her inexorably closer, as i try to push her away. Undeterred she puts two and two together, pale skin, hates sunlight, superhuman strength, speed and fangs, but she still denies the glaringly obvious. It can’t be, vampire? Impossible. Not possible, No! Yet it is, and she not only accepts it, but passionately loves me. Awww.A wry smirk touches the edges of my lips. Such bullshit.”You laugh? hmmm,” She murmurs, misunderstanding. Another sip as she playfully pouts, placing the glass on the small side table, hand on stem. “Playing with me are you?””Depends on the game, though, I’d rather let you play with yourself.” I wickedly grin.”mmm…”She slowly uncrosses then crosses her legs. A flash of pink between her thighs. G-String color starkly prominent against the plain clothing. Hand still on glass’s stem, she languidly strokes up and down, the action as similar as you can get to jacking a cock. Her moist fingers glisten from the precum— condensation as she slightly picks up speed, all the while her eyes never straying from mines. Licking her lips. The slut.I don’t even bother with the conversation any more. Fuck the petty games. Show this whore, bitch, slut her place. Trashy little gutter shit. A quick stride brings me upon her. Ignoring her muted protests, my hand slithers across her thighs and slides her panties over.Don’t even bother to get this bitch wet with foreplay as i slide my finger in; It’s dry. Caught her by surprise did i? I mechanically jab her crotch indifferently, little resistance the loose bitch. Squirming, she tries in vain to push my arm away, her voice hushed, trying to avoid stares, as she objects. I kiss her, my mouth firm and harsh on her lips.Does she not understand?It is not her pussy, It’s ours, as rightly mine as if i had paid for it. I convey my thoughts bluntly, manhandling her pussy naturally as if it were a common occurrence. Swish. I continue to pierce her orifice emotionless, fluids drip down as slowly as melted ice. Swish Swish. A soft sound as my arm brushes against her skirt cloth, my strokes sure and increasing. Faster. Swish Swish Swish. Her clamped thighs tremble apart, she whimpers helpless softly kissing me back.My onslaught merciless as i work the clit, soggy fingers spreading the folds, opening her slit. Milky goodness pours steadily at each small impersonal thrust, arousal obvious. Her sloppy wet kiss’s passionate as she tongues me, letting it slide across my gums. Hunching forward, meeting my finger, her arrival imminent. Swi–. I stop, sliding my finger out of her now vacant walls, eyes amused.”Wha…” she stammers, breathless.I simply put the source of her pleasure in front of her mouth. Waiting. Remnants of her pussy fluids still glistening. Embarrassed, she sucks it hesitantly as a crowd continues to stare. I smile coldly, should know your fucking place.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~My cock throbs, the heat insistent. The shaft pulses rhythmically as alive as a heart beat, how appropriate! After all, it breeds life. As the blood circulates causing growth, veins sprout. I feel it bulging outward against my pants, hard as granite.It hurts. Head, smashed against my fly like that, positioned as uncomfortably as possible. Ahh. I revel in the pain, enjoying it as much as possible. My erection primitive in its need, has nothing to do with the ordinary. Dominance, control, power, it feeds off these hungrily. …And tonight’s the night. The night when dark things stir and i let loose on a hapless fresh one… .. ..Trashy little thing, mortified beyond belief is still rooted in place. Eyes on me, not quite believing what just happened. What she let just happen.Don’t misunderstand.It’s happened before. More than once I’m betting, and more extreme. But always she’s been in control. Always commanding, subservient men doing her every bidding. Whether they knew it or not. Not now. Not tonight.Funny thing is, she actually wants it. And I don’t mean in the sick way perverts always use to justify their actions. Of course, she wouldn’t admit it. Hell, probably doesn’t even know it, but some small part of her wants to be controlled. Wants it as bad as I want to– need to give it.Shit. I inwardly chide myself. I was too premature with this though. Pushed too hard too fast. Not like myself at all. In this delicate game, precision and timing is everything; More than anyone else I know that.Even if a small dormant part of her wants it, it doesn’t change the fact that she has entirely too much pride. How many countless men have broken their backs, toiling desperately to please her? She could just Escort Bayan as easily refuse, unwilling to give herself completely over, forever lost. What a waste.Before Trashy little thing can fully play back what just happened, I’m already moving. Back turned, I head for the exit, not even bothering to look back or pay her any more attention.Stated clearly: either you come or you don’t, it’s immaterial what you choose. If you even have a chose.Breathing in Miami night air, Miami chilly, as only Miamiers would find it cold compared to places that actually have snow. I hear the pitter-patter clicking of her footfalls on black parking lot asphalt. Each strike sharp and furious as she draws near reaching me.”Little sleazy motherfucker,” She seethes, her voice tight and hard. “Who the fuck, do you fucking think you are, huh?””Huh?” She repeats, fuming with every word. “Think I’m going to let you get away with that, shit head?” I walk steadily to the car, deaf ears greeting her words, annoyingly unconcerned.Her limited vocabulary expands with “Son of a Bitch,” and “Pansy, Cock Munching Sucker” as well as a few other interesting variations before we finally reach the car.With graceful familiarity I slide into the red topless coupe, unlocking the door to the passenger side. She hops in… thick white heels digging into the upholstery as she stomps on top of it. What the fuck. One slender long leg crosses over me, so she looms down standing directly in front of me.I stare up curious, trying to see where this is going. My hands on the steering wheel, between her legs.”You’ve had your fun, right? Now it’s time for mine!” Unceremoniously she hikes up her skirt, letting it rest at her waist. Scooting forward, she places her crotch in my face.Hands still on wheel, I begin licking without hesitation, as if i expected this all long. My wet tongue sweeping up and down against her tiny panties roughly, coming back sc****d dry. Gathering more spit, I lap at the folds between the cloth, her panties absorbing the liquid. I let my tongue slide against the cotton, only pausing to catch tiny driblets, using it as extra moisture. Soaked appropriately, I wander, tracing the edges of her pantie line, kissing her inner thighs.” O…Fuck…that’s right, don’t miss a drop. Bitch.”Leaning forward, she tousles my hair, pushing my face harder into her pussy. Using my teeth, I gently move her saturated panties over, softly sniffing then licking her pubic hair. Trimmed, it smells of dove soap, soft as whiskers. Downward, I work the clit, tongue waggling left and right repeatedly, as I tease the mound. Nibbling tender flesh, as i lightly extend and stretch the meaty flaps.Abruptly all her weight bears down on me as she sits on my head. The pressure shoots to my neck, my shoulders bunch tightly, helping support the mass. She straddles me hard, saliva slathered pussy streaking across my face. Stabbing my tongue out, I let her run her spread ass cheeks through it.”Yes…..yes.” she moans. Her hands moving across her belly, lifting her shirt as she fondles her breasts.I smoothly lean her back on the windshield frame, supporting her legs on my shoulder. Legs splayed, she reaches down, rubbing her pussy in small swirls. I work around it, lax in my efforts, letting saliva and juice mix and slide unhindered. Sucking the whole of her pussy neatly. Only meticulous when the mess is too great, slurping to ensure maximum clean up. I leave small bite marks when i taste her inner thighs, feeling the gathered liquids coagulate. Sticky.When i know she’s about to cum i stop, letting her pussy quiver in the open air with anticipation. As it passes, I begin anew, hardening my tongue and plunging it into her vagina. I continue tongue fucking her, while placing the tip of my thumb, just on the edge of her asshole. Worming it slightly, she squirms in discomfort. Feeling as if I’m trying to drill it in, but I never go farther, increasing the tension.She cries. Begging for release as the next orgasms passes her. Her attempts at rubbing her pussy swatted away. Again and again. Relentless I move onward, my fingers mimicking hers, retracing the spots she just visited. I know them now. Her buttocks presses down, I calmly inch my wiggling thumb away. I will not penetrate. Frustrated, she squeals, drool dribbling down the corner of her mouth.Her body shivers with pleasure. I move steadily licking and fingering. Her cries radiating lustful bliss. She panics, body suddenly moving faster, a note of desperation. Already on to her, I stop, grinning viciously as I begin to let her orgasm pass by once again. She craves release.Her hand clamps on my head. Trying to force me down towards her pussy. “…Plea..se, I beg-g you. Anything… …”Cold night air greets her pussy. Only response she needs. Sobbing helplessly, she bites her lip, blinking back tears.Once again events repeat. Forever devoted to my craft, I work laboriously. Sensitivity heightened to new degrees, she reacts to the barest of touches. My tongue dances and she sings. hoarse moans heart shattering, crazed with manic madness. Whole being quaking for finality. Receiving not but a looping continuum.I pound raw flesh hard. Focusing primarily on her G-Spot, My fingers pierce with reckless abandonment. Flexing ever so often inside to push her pussy walls. So much liquid streaming, I don’t even bother to notice it. Only using the creamy white gob as I run my finger between her pussy lips, rubbing around. Her hands come down, one patting at her pussy as Bayan Escort the other spreads. Ready to burst.”Please, lemme cum.” She wails, her voice pleading.I pry her hands. Watching her climax on the edges of slipping away. She flounders pathetically frantic.”NO!” She shrieks.Both her hands clamp down on the windshield frame in a vice like grip. Eyes closed, she arch’s her back up with ferocious hip thrusts. With my close up view, I can see her pussy twitch in response. She continues, tiny waist lunging, desperately fucking air.”Ahh. Shit, shit. I’m gonna cum. …I–I’m cumming.”Her legs wrap around my neck and I place my mouth on her pussy, waiting. She squirts with such force, it hits the uvula in the back of my throat. Surprised, then shocked, I involuntarily cough on her pussy, the water gushing back out on her pussy even as new juice spurts in. She doesn’t even notice, her movements spastic with ecstasy.Afterward, Trashy little thing lies still, slumped against the chair, exhausted. Completely spent of energy. Doesn’t even bother to pull her skirt back down. Soiled panties still slipped across her vagina, leaving her pussy bare and exposed. She’s a mess. Hair disheveled, black mascara running down her face from her tears like that. Oddly goes well with the clown make up, I suppose.She makes a halfhearted attempt for my cock, reaching over, trying to give me a blow job as repayment in this state. I gently grab her hand and softly give a reassuring squeeze, asking her where she’s staying at.The drive there was pleasant enough. Quietly taking the twists and turns towards her place, as she gestured directions. Once the weariness faded, she began to fix herself. Rearranging her clothing and using the car mirror to tidy her face up.I pull up to a stop in front of her friends apartment, who she said she was staying with. Nothing special. Pretty regular if you go with descriptions.She hops out of the car, normally this time, both feet only stepping on solid ground. Turning, she waits for me.”Alright. See ya later.”Slightly confused, she stares, then smiles. “Oh, you don’t have to worry, the place is empty tonight. We have it all to ourselves.”I tell her i have a business meeting i have to prepare for tomorrow and that doing anything right now won’t be possible. Teasingly taunting that she’s gluttonous for sex if she’s not satisfied with just this for tonight. She laughs. I laugh. Ha ha ha ha, so funny.I ignite the engine, at a slow roll to pull away when good bye’s and promised meetings are exchanged.”Wait.” she calls.”Hm?” I ask.”I didn’t get your number.””Oh, right.” I begin rummaging through my glove compartment box. Pulling out a business card and handing it to her.”S.T.B?” she asks. Obviously wondering what it stands for.”Right, it’s the initials of the firm I work for.” I answer as if giving her confirmation of something she already knew.Trashy little thing nods her understanding.”I don’t have my cellphone on me so just give me a call so i can have your number. We’ll set something up later on the day when were both free.”Being the gentleman that I am, I wait till Trashy little thing’s safely inside the door before pulling away. After all, no telling when bad folks with bad thoughts are lurking about. I fight off the slow rare smile threatening to spread across my lips. At a stop light, I take my cellphone out, switching it on and quickly sifting through the missed calls. It rings.Looking at the caller I.D first, I pick up. “Yea?””It’s me.””Yea.””Bad news, I need a new one.” He rasped.”What happened to the old one? Hasn’t even been 4 months yet.””Shit broke, fucking piece of shit. I pay a hefty price and you give me something with faulty durability!”Pause.”Shit, alright, I’m sorry. Just frustrated, had high hopes. Were good, Yeah?””How?””Huh…How what?””How did it break?”Nervous Cough. “Just… It Just Stopped… Broke. Fuck do you mean how? Fuck does it matter how? I need a new one!.”Another Pause.”..It Just b*o–.”Sigh.”blood! blood. alright?… From the mouth, nose, even the frigg’n eyes!. I’m no fucking doctor, how the fuck would I KNOW how? Not like I could take the shit to the hospital and get a medical report, too much unanswered questions. I don’t need that. Best I could do was kick it a bit, see if I could spur it on. Didn’t move a muscle. So now i need a new one.””Find someone else, I don’t sell for slaughter.””IT WASN’T SLAUGHTER! I fed it perfectly, even took it on walks. Besides, everybody knows your the best in the Slave Trade Business. When I go to others, they always get me ones that are d**gged. Faces blank as lambs. So lifeless, feels like I’m trying to fuck a blow up doll. With you it’s different, fresh as day and so submissive you could take them to grandma’s birthday party! No screams… or at least no unnecessary screams, until I get to work with my tools.” He gives a throaty chortle.”Now, I’ll pay double this time. I want a Red Hai–.”I hang up shaking my head. That was one set back of being in this type of work, the freaks. Weeks and months of working on a mark, only to sell and have shits like that massacre them.Surprisingly, as I coasted on the highway my thoughts kept drifting back to Trashy Little Thing. She was a lively thing. Full of fire and life, would be even MORE of a waste if freaks like him butchered her, than if she had gotten away. Perhaps I’ll keep her, once I’ve trained her. Won’t need to break her to the extent that she follows all orders like a mindless doll, just so she knows who’s boss, I suppose. Could this be love?… …” ‘Who the fuck, do you fucking think you are, huh?’ ” He repeated in Trash– no Diamond’s exact haughty manner. Chuckling darkly as he shifted lanes along these cold Miami streets.”Your everything.” he softly whispered in answer.

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LISA THE DIRTY HOUSEMATE…..PART..III stood their frozen looking though the gap in the door,what will lisa do next?with her index finger just inside her anus she pushed it in past her knuckle. With her over hand rubbing her clit her swollen cunt lips parted showing her dripping love hole glistening as the smell of her pussy drifted in the air. As her cunt lips parted even more she inserted 3 fingers into her oozing pussy,ramming them in and out a slopping sound filled the room as she fingerfucked her dripping cunt. Gentle moans came from her mouth as she approached orgasm,with her index finger still knuckle deep in her arse she pulled her cotten panties back over her swollen cunt her fanny lips sucked in the gusset of her already damp panties,she took Escort her finger out of her anus and pulled her knickers tighter over her pussy and up the crack of her arse. Feverously she rubbed her clit over the top of the thin cotton faster and faster until with a loud cry she came gushing her cum into her panties they were soaked. Lisa fell back in the sofa exhusted after this intense orgasm,as she got her breath back she reached down and began taking her cum soaked panties,down her thighs,over her knees,then off her left then her right feet. As she lifted them towards her body you could she how wet they were gallons of pussy juice must of gushed from her cunt. Lisa rubbed a finger in her panties as she pulled it away you could see her sticky Escort Bayan liquid trail in the air this finger went direct to her mouth inserting it between her soft lips she sucked it dry moaning gently as did,then she put her panties to her face,first she took a deep breath of air taking in the aroma of her own scent as she sniffed her 36cc breasts heaved up and down she then began to rub them in her face hot sticky cunt cream coated her nose and cheeks and chin.she then stuffed them in her mouth sucking on her own pussy juice. Knicker still in her mouth she reached to her bag pulling out a 10inch pink dildo and a 8inch purple vibrator,placeing the dildo on her dripping cunt she began rubbing it up and down her swollen cunt lips her Bayan Escort sticky juices coating the pink fuck stick her pussy lips engulfed the dildo as more and more of her hot sweet sticky cunt cream coated the toy,slowly the dildo moved over the crack of her arse parting her buttocks the tip of this fuck toy was now on her anus stretching it a little it eased in with it’s own special lube,first one then two inches vanished up her arse”CUNT CREAM IS A GREAT LUBE”then a least 6inches was stuck up her arse. Next it was the vibrators turn she put it against her clit pressing it down then she turned the knob at the base it began to buzz,still pressing and rubbing the buzzing got louder as she adjusted the speed,then with out notice she plunged it into her cunt pushing it in and out covering it in her beautiful cream then just as quick she pulled it out of her red hot cunt a spray of pussy juice shot in the air squirt after squirt sprayed out of this saoking wet cunt……to be cont..

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