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My wife had gone out of town to visit her mother for the week. It was summer so our usual babysitter, Jennifer, was home from college and could watch them until I got home. We had used her for many years and I had watched your grow up. Now that she has turned 18 she was become totally hot.

She was very tall, 6’1″ and thin. Her ass was beautifully shaped and her tits had grown to what I would guess to be a sexy D cup. Regardless of her cup size, her tits her huge and beautiful. They were perfectly shaped and defied gravity.

Her hair was long and straight. Its color was the same as her eyes, brown; eyes that you could look into all night long. Needless to say I was counting the days until she turned 18. Why I did this I have no rational clue. As if when she was legal she would throw herself at me and beg me to take her.

When she finally reached that magical age of consent I would surreptitiously take pictures of her in her tight sexy clothes. The pictures centered mostly on her tits and ass. One day she came over with her hair up in pigtails. It looked very hot and innocent. I took lots of pictures of those pigtails.

Occasionally, I would take legitimate pictures of her to explain why I had a camera out and was snapping pictures. I would then download them onto my computer so I could leer at her sexy body. This went on for the two months leading up to my wife’s week long getaway.

A couple of days before my wife was scheduled to left she asked Jennifer to come over to the house to go over instructions and the regular weekly routine. When Jennifer stepped into the house my mouth fell open as I gazed at her, oblivious to any and every thing else. She was wearing one of my fantasy outfits. It was a thin cotton tank top / wife beater that was at least two sizes too small. It came down above her belly button and the material strained against her tits. She was wearing no bra and you could see the outline of her areola. Her movements made the material of her tank top rub against her tits. Her nipples were starting to show the early signs of hardening.

In addition to her tank top she was wearing a pair of cut off jeans. They, too, were very ill fitting, thank God. She had cut them off unbelievably short. From the front they snuggly pressed against her young pussy. You could see the lips of her pussy on either side of the seam. She flashed me her sweet little smile as she passed. I told the ladies I had some work to do in the back of the house; run get my camera, and excused myself.

As I walked down the hallway I heard a set of keys fall to the floor. I turned toward the noise in time to see Jennifer bend over to pick them. Her shorts showed just a little bit of her beautiful ass. But when she bent down her shorts exposed more and more of her glorious ass. I wanted to run to her, throw her to the ground and fuck her brains out right there in front of my wife.

I hurried back and retrieved my camera, quickly reappearing in the den. I took a seat in my chair. I was waiting for an opportunity to snap a picture of her. I knew it would be impossible but more than that it was stupidly dangerous. There is no way I could take a picture of her in that outfit without being caught. At the very least, someone would spot the camera.

I sat there for what seemed like an eternity. My heart was pounding in my chest. I don’t know how they couldn’t hear it. I felt like I was noticeably sweating. This was stupid, I would never get a picture but I held out all hope.

Over and over again I wanted to take her picture but I couldn’t get the shot. She would stand up, bend over or stretch. Each movement would accentuate a part of her body; legs, ass, tits, pussy. I was going crazy. My dick was as hard as a telephone pole and it felt as big.

Then just as I was about to give up hope my wife went into the kitchen. Jennifer followed her and stopped in the doorway. They where there talking for awhile, going over things in the kitchen when Jennifer bent over. This was it. I had a perfect shot of her ass and I jumped at the chance.

Jennifer straightens up and my wife’s hand appeared from inside the kitchen with a key to our house. Jennifer took it and walked over to her purse. She leaned forward. As she did her tits were pulled toward the floor. I got another picture of the top of her tits and her incredible cleavage.

I quickly jumped up, wanting to get out of there before I was caught with the camera. I hurried back to my bedroom and downloaded the pictures into my files of her. I spent the next two days reliving that experience. I would get hornier and hornier thinking about them. I wanted to look at the pictures but my wife was always around. I was going crazy with anticipation.

My wife finally left Sunday. I spent all night Sunday looking at her pictures. Most of the time I was looking at her pigtail photos and that outfit she had wore just days before. I couldn’t take it any longer. I printed out three pictures. One of her beautiful face, smiling with those pigtails. bingöl seks hikayeleri One of her ass in the cut off shorts. The last one was of her tits in the tank top.

That night I looked at those pictures in bed and jerked off all over them. It was an incredible load. I was so horny from looking at those pictures that I shot three thick streams of cum. Feeling very satisfied, I rolled over and fell into a deep restful sleep.

I woke the next morning to the sounds of Jennifer coming in the house. I hadn’t set the alarm nor had I cleaned up from the night before. I quickly put her pictures in the night side stand where we keep our toys and pulled on some pajama bottoms. My dick was hard from the usually morning hard on. I stuck my head out of the bedroom and explained I had over slept. I turned to get ready for work, hoping she wouldn’t see my dick but she seemed to linger in the hallway just a little longer than usual.

As I left the house she flashed me her sweet smile. All day long I was thinking about Jennifer and how I would love to feel her lips wrapped around my dick, rub my dick over her ass and bury it deep in her sweet pussy. I left work early wanting to get home fast to see her.

When I got there her mood was even sweater and more flirty. This seemed a little odd but I loved the attention.

That night I crawled into bed and pulled out the cum stained pictures of Jennifer along with our bottle of lube. I slowly stroked and teased my dick while I gazed at the pictures imagining what I would like to do to her until I shot another huge load all over her images. This time I put the pictures away and set the alarm.

This went on day after day. The same routine of a glimpse of her in the morning followed by constant thought of her all day long. Then returning home horny to ogle her for the time I had left. Again, she seemed a little more flirty and forward, almost to the point of being horny.

At night I would pull her pictures out and jerk my dick until every drop of cum was drained from my dick all over her face, tits, ass and pussy.

Friday finally had come. I wasn’t looking forward to Jennifer leaving. I had enjoyed the company of a young beautiful woman that made my dick hard every time I saw her.

I was about finished getting ready for work when Jennifer showed up. Speechless doesn’t begin to describe my reaction when I saw her. She had her long beautiful brown hair in pigtails. She was wearing the same thin white tank top and tight cut off jeans she had on a week earlier.

I just stood there staring at her, not saying a word. She snapped me out of my trance by asking me if there was something wrong. I replied that everything was fine.

Jennifer asked again “are you sure nothing’s wrong?”

“You just were standing there looking at me.”

“What’s wrong,” she continued, “don’t you like my outfit?”

Knowing I had been busted I tried to play it off as nothing special. “No, no everything’s fine.” Everything was fine except my dick was about to rip my pants. “You look just fine.”

She started to explain why she was dressed like that. “I was going to wash my car today and this is my car washing clothes.” Ok so now I know she is going to get her tank top soaking wet and her nipples would be hard and she would be showing everything.

This was more than I could take. I had to go back to my bedroom and stroke my dick for some relief. I knew I couldn’t make it through the day without getting rid of this load she just made. I got to my room and pulled my dick out and started stroking it.

I was just about to cum when I heard Jennifer clear her throat. I looked up and saw her in the reflection of the dressing mirror that was in my room. She had been standing there the whole time watching me jerk off. I quickly put my dick back in my pants only to have some cum leak out of my dick and into my pants. She was staring me right in the eye. She giggled, turned around and walked away down the hall.

There wasn’t time to change clothes so I had to go to work with cum in my underwear. I started toward the door. When I met Jennifer in the kitchen she was eating a banana. She turned to wish me a nice day at work. But as she said this she looked me straight in the eye and I swear she caressed her tit. She then looked right at my dick and started to laugh tauntingly.

She knew she was getting to me. She knew I was jacking off to her and she loved every minute of it. I hoped I was imagining it so I asked her what she was laughing about. As I asked her she slid the banana in her mouth like she was sucking cock. She slowly pulled it out of her mouth and said “oh nothing really.”

“I was just thinking of a little something that happened a while ago.”

“Do you want some?” she asked as she gestured toward me with the banana.

“No thank you,” I said. “Really, what were you laughing about?”

“Oh, I was just thinking about an old boyfriend.” She slid the cock-like banana back into her mouth and out again. This made my dick ache even more. “He would do anything I wanted.” One time I even got him to ……” She stopped there. “Don’t you need to get to work?” She then teasingly laughed again and told me she “hoped my day wouldn’t be too hard.”

But the day was very hard, because of my dick. The phone rang in my office. I picked up the receiver and heard a sucking sound on the other end of the line followed by a pop. “Hello?’ I said. “Oh, hi.”

“I didn’t realize you had answered.”

“What was that noise, Jennifer?”

“Oh, I was just sucking on a popsicle.”

“It’s yummy.”

“I wish you were here, you’d love it.” She slid the Popsicle back into her mouth and moan softly. “Why are you calling Jennifer,” I asked?

“Well, you seemed uptight when you left this morning.”

“I just wanted to check and make sure everything was ok with you.” I assured her I was fine and there was nothing to worry about. She continued to noisily suck her Popsicle. I could imagine what it looked like and how it would feel if it were my dick instead of the Popsicle.

“That’s good,” she said. “I wouldn’t want you to have to pull your little dick out at the office and stroke it without me.” She laughed teasingly and hung up the phone before I could say anything.

I started to melt. My dick got even harder than before the call, if that was possible. Then a wave of embarrassment washed over me. She said it out loud. I knew that she saw me this morning but I was in denial, hoping it wasn’t so. But she slapped me right in the face with it. Not only did she see my stroking my dick but she also saw how little my dick was and she was mocking me.

Somehow this humiliation made me even more excited. My nuts were full of cum and I needed a release quick. My hand involuntarily found its way around my dick and I began unconsciously stroking my dick through my pants. I was too far gone. I couldn’t make it without emptying this load of cum right now.

I got up and went to the bathroom but both stalls were full and someone was at the urinal. Not that I would jerk off in the urinal but I was so horny I didn’t know what I was capable of doing. I washed my hands and left.

I felt like every woman I passed by noticed I had a hard on; every smile was really a stifled laugh. I made it back to my office. I clicked on the waiting e-mail. It was from my home address. The subject line was “Bad Boy”

Jennifer had written “I found these naughty pictures on your computer.”

“What would your little wifey say if she knew about these?”

“Would she understand or would she be very very angry?”

“I have one other question for you.”

“Does this make your little dick hard?”

“I bet it does.” I opened the attachment. She attached the picture of her bending over in the cut off shorts. I was so humiliated but my dick was so hard.

A few minutes later I receive another e-mail. “I haven’t heard from you.”

“Is something wrong?”

“Maybe you didn’t like the picture I sent you.”

“Since you seem to like what I’m wearing today I hope you’ll like this one better.”

“Hehehehe!” I was almost afraid to open the attachment. But I knew it had to be the picture of her bending over showing her tits.

I opened the attachment and it wasn’t what I was expecting. She had taken a picture of herself. She had found my wife’s toy cock. It looks just like a real cock but it is 8 inches long. She was looking directly in to the camera as if she was looking at me and she had every inch of that cock in her mouth.

The phone rang. It was Jennifer. “Did you get my picture?”

“Yes I did,” I replied. She could hear the weakness of my voice. “Yeah, but did you like it?”

“I bet you want me to suck your cock just like that.”

“Yes I do.”

“Well then you’re going to have to show me you deserve to have me……suck…. your…. Dick.”

“Anything, I’ll do anything.” She must have liked my answer because she said “aren’t you the horny little boy?”

“Yes you will do anything and everything I say if you want to feel my lips wrapped around your sweaty little dick”

“The FIRST thing I want you to do is pull your dick out and start stroking it, nice and slow.”

“Don’t go too fast, just barely touch it while you slowly stroke.”

“I can’t do that. People are around. I could get caught.”

“If you want my lips around you dick, you’ll do it for me, please.”

I can’t believe it but I started to unzip my pants. I pulled my dick out and started to slowly stroke it just like she wanted. As I began I couldn’t help but let out a long soft moan. From the other end of the phone I hear Jennifer say “that’s a good boy; it feels so good doesn’t it?”

“Yes Jennifer, you got me so horny I’ve needed to stroke my dick all day long.”

“Just like you did this morning?”

I was powerless. I had to admit it. “Yes” was all I could muster.

“Do you like to stroke your dick while thinking of me? Do you want to get your hands on me so badly that you just have to grab your dick and cum all over yourself?”

She was teasing me and bringing me closer to cumming. I knew she could hear it in my voice. “Yes I do.”

“That’s a good little stroker boy. Are you going to cum for me?”

“Yes,” I said. “I’m going to cum.”

“Then STOP,” she said. I immediately stopped stroking my dick. I was only two or three more strokes away from relief. She could hear my moans of frustration as I stopped. “That’s a good boy,” she continued. “Now you hurry up and finish work so you can come home.”

I finally finished the day and hurried home. There she stood waiting for me in her tank top and cut off jeans. She was slowly caressing her tits. Her hands made there way down to the seam of her jeans and she gently traced her pussy lips. “So you’ve been waiting for this all day long haven’t you?”

“Yes, I have. Please I need release.”

“Good, go to your room, take off all your clothes and lie on the bed and wait for me.” I did as she instructed. I was in the bed naked for an eternity before she showed up. She seductively entered the room dangling a pair of handcuff from her finger. Without saying a word she cuffed my hands over my head and over the head board. I was totally at her mercy.

She climbed on the bed fully clothed and sat on my dick. She slowly began riding my dick. Her jeans were rubbing against my dick. It was rough and hurt a little but I didn’t care. I needed to cum. She rode me until cum was leaking out of my dick. Then she climbed off and sat next to me and gently took my dick in her hand.

That’s when things turned for the worst. As she stroked my dick she said “you don’t think I’m going to fuck this little thing? Don’t you have a man sized cock?” She started seductively laughing. “I want a real dick. Like this one” In walked one of her friends. He was naked. His dick was huge; and then another and another came in. There I was tied to the bed naked with my dick fully erect and Jennifer laughing at me.

She started stroking my dick and talked to her friends “look at this little dick and he thinks I’m going to make it cum? Well, he’s very wrong about that. I want a fat dick.” With that she grabbed a dick and guided it in to her mouth. By the moans she made she thoroughly enjoyed it. She was almost whimpering on his dick.

“You promised me you would let me cum if I did want you wanted.” She slid his dick out of her mouth, turned and looked at me and said “you’re right. If you do everything I say you will get to cum. But I found these pictures in your night stand. Is this what you think of me? Is this what you want to do to me? I found these Monday and there was a little stain. Then on Tuesday there was more. Every day more and more of your cum appeared on my face, chest and ass. How do you explain that?”

I told her that she was so sexy that everyday she made me cum. I couldn’t help from stroking my cock when I saw those wonderful pictures; thinking of her sucking my dick until it exploded. “Well if you love cocksucking so much then I’ll make your dreams come true.”

With that she took the cock she had been sucking and led it to MY mouth. “Here is your first job. Suck all these dicks starting with this one. Do it or you won’t cum.” I started to open my mouth. As I did she started laughing out loud. “Look he’s going to do it. He’s going to be a little cocksucker.” He pushed his cock into my mouth. Jennifer was still stroking my cock and now I had another man’s dick in my mouth. I was so horny I didn’t know what I was doing or thinking.

“Oh look at him. What a good little cocksucker his. You love sucking big dicks, don’t you?” I don’t know why I said it but I said “I do. I love to suck these big cocks.” They all gathered me and I started sucking all of them in turn. I said it because it was true. I couldn’t get enough cock in my mouth. The cocks I wasn’t sucking I stroked. Jennifer must have been right about me being a good cocksucker because in no time they each started twitching. Then in order all 5 cocks unleashed their juicy load all over my face. Load after load. I loved it. I wanted more.

She had turned me into a cock hungry whore just for the chance for her to make me cum. As the last load of cum hit my face it felt so good as if I were cumming too. As they each cleaned their cocks on my face Jennifer stood up and started to leave the room.

I asked her where she was going. She promised me. She said “I promised you I was make you cum, and you did.” I looked down and on my chest was a pool of my own cum. She made me cum alright but it was from sucking cock.

“I am going to have to have more fun with you.” She bent over and scooped up a big load of cum with her finger and fed it to me. “Ooouuu he likes this. Look how his little dick got hard all over again. Are you going to be my little cumslut; my cocksucking, cum drinking slut?

She merely laughed and walked away. One of her friends threw me the keys and they all walked out. What had just happened? What had I done? I didn’t know but I loved it while it was going on. I wonder what else she has in store for me.

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“I made this story after I was browsing on this site and noticed that there was nothing on cheerleader’s feet. I mean, that should be a given in my opinion. Cheerleaders are not only (stereotypically) hot, but they get a good workout and wear those shoes a lot. No such thing as too much feet, so I made it about not one, not two, but three cheerleaders that I knew that would make good foot teasers. Tell me what you thought of this by rating and commenting. Enjoy!”

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Basketball season was underway at my high school. Of course, about the only thing that meant for me was making a few extra bucks by working concessions and cleaning up the stands after the game. I liked the money, but I really didn’t care about the games. I’ve never been the sporty time. About the only thing I loved was the awesome cheerleaders we had. I was a friendly guy, so I had no problem talking to them like lots of guys do. They always came to get food during the breaks and between men’s and women’s games. They all knew me by name, either from being in my classes or just getting to know me at the stand.

“Hey Danny, what’s up,” one of the cheerleaders was asking me. I snapped out of my day dreaming. I was at my stand right now, and the cheerleading captain, Lexi, was looking at me with a smile.

“Oh, hey Lexi, what’s it going to be?” I asked politely. She was easily my favorite cheerleader and the hottest. Lexi had long, curly brown hair that was currently tied back in bow. She had a very sexy dancer’s physique and some of the hottest hazel eyes and huge eyelashes. She had a very playful nature, but was also very nice and definitely not a whore.

“I need to snickers, a slice of pizza, and two vitamin waters please?” Lexi asked. I got her the stuff and charged her the amount. “Man, I’m starving! The teams are scoring like crazy, so we gotta be cheering a lot.”

“Oh, it must really suck that you are a cheerleader,” I replied sarcastically. She laughed, thanked me for the food and walked back to the gym. I was admiring her as she walked away. She was the definition of cute and fit well into her uniform. What I didn’t like was that the uniform itself is a tease. Tight enough to show their figure and bobs, low skirt, but their clit was covered well, and the white shoes that they wore. They must have the sweatiest feet and I need some relief. One of my dreams was to worship a cheerleaders pretty, sweaty, stinky feet from toe to the ball. I smiled to myself, there was no way in hell that would happen. I was just there food boy and I really didn’t want to be labelled a pervert.

However, there was this persistent rumor that I kept hearing about the cheerleaders. If both teams lost the their home games, the cheerleaders would take their disappointment out by “having a little fun.” As far as I knew, the last time that happened was two years ago. The guy I heard this rumor from said that the cheerleaders took one of the guy basketball players into their locker room and had an hot orgy with him. He apparently played better after that too. I almost couldn’t believe it though, especially now. Lexi wasn’t that kind of girl. Even at 18, she was very mature for her age. All the senior cheerleaders on the winter squad were 18 too, so I didn’t think it too likely. All I could do was dream about, after I was finished working. The women’s team had just lost, and people were flocking to the concession stand. “Well, maybe if the guys lose, I can find out for sure,” I thought to myself sarcastically. This was going to be a long shift.

It was pretty slow the rest of the night. The guys game was going on and very few people were getting up to get refreshments or snacks. I asked one of our few customers if everyone was glued to their chairs. He told me that the game was really close and that the two teams kept passing each other. No wonder it was so boring. Well, I got paid either way., so it didn’t matter to me. About an hour after that last customer, the floodgates opened as people shuffled out with angry looks on their faces, or at least people who lived here. The home team had lost because of two personal fouls by two different guys. According to a customer, it was “embarrassing and unsportsmanlike conduct” for our team. The place was empty soon after, as people don’t tend to stay around after a loss or buy stuff after the game. I closed shop and got ready for cleaning duty.

Cleaning duty isn’t as bad as you might think it would be. Honestly, all one does is pick up trash in the stands and put away some equipment. The janitor does the rest. What sucks about the job is the guy that I work with, Dakota. This guy is the biggest nerd and pervert I knew and he looked the part. He wore those silly hipster glasses, ginger hair, a really bad perm, bad acne and bad social skills all around. He was always talking about girls, either ones that he wanted to fuck or girls that he had supposedly fucked. These girls that he bragged about were always from other schools, so I doubted bilecik seks hikayeleri the validity of his stories. Today was no different, we were to clean up the place and he would pass the time talking.

This time, it was about a girl that was on the opposing school tonight. He said that he took her to the locker area for the students and she gave him “glorious head” as he put it. I knew he was pulling my leg though, seeing as the student areas were locked during games. We watched as two cheerleaders walked by, leaving the gym for home. Dakota gave them a look and I knew what he was thinking before he even said it.

“Where are they going you think? Both teams lost, so shouldn’t they be heading to the boys locker room to treat their losers? he said with envy.

“Come on man, you know that’s just a stupid rumor. Besides, I wouldn’t want to do anything for our team at this point,” I replied annoyed with his stupidity.

Dakota picked up a bottle of coke and looked over at me. “But wouldn’t it be awesome if they did and that was the case for the team?!” Then maybe we have a chance huh?” He threw the bottle in our recycling bag.

The thought had had already occurred to me though. It would be nice to think that a whole squad of cute girls would be happy to pleasure me. Then of course, there was the fact not all the squad was really that attractive. out of the 10 cheerleaders that performed on the winter guard, seven of them were cute and the other three were ugly. Winter guard was kind of second choice for people and the football team got the cutest girls. Lexi was forced to do both seasons as she was captain. Now she would be incredible. Her curvy body, goddess of a smile, her mouth around my cock, her feet in my mouth…oh boy did I need to stop.

Dakota kept talking about what he would do them the girls if he was chosen by them. I sniggered, knowing that in real life, he couldn’t talk to them and would run away from any of them if they tried to strike up a conversation. Some of what he did say was surprising what I wanted too.

“You know what I really wish I could have? One of their worn shoes,” Dakota said greedily. “I’ve always wanted Lexi shoes most of all. They must smell so good!” This was the part where he was actually making sense. I returned to my job and got to the upper row. It was nice not having anyone around really, but it was a bit too quiet. I heard Lexi and some of the other girls heading to the entrance, but I couldn’t see them from here.

I finished cleaning pretty quick and Dakota was wrapping up to. He was looking down at another cheerleader walking by, leaving the gym. She waved at me and told me have a good night. I waved back and smiled, not remembering what her name was. After she left, Dakota became excited.

“That’s the last cheerleader, now we can go into the cheerleader’s locker room!” he whispered. I was shocked to hear him say this. He was a pervert, but not exactly this much of an idiot.

“And what? There’s nothing in there now and you might get caught,” I said.

“Nah-uh, I’ve been watching the janitor for the past two years, he doesn’t clean in there until after we have left, all the girls are gone, and there’s no one else that goes in there are the game,” he replied stupidly.

“Ok, but what could compel you to go in there?” This was Dakota being dumb as usually, but he was being rather forward about it

“Lexi’s shoes of course, what else,” he replied, giving me a “that’s obvious” look.

I shook my head, still amazed at this stupidity. “Lexi will have locked the shoes up with her uniform.

Dakota smiled. “That’s where you’re wrong…she came out a few minutes ago in uggs with Sally and Kalyn. I’ve noticed that she has being doing that a lot lately and she comes back a while later to get them. She always takes them home.”

Now I was starting to think that Dakota might not be wrong. The only thing I could see with this problem would be if Lexi came back while he was still in there. However, the locker room had to ways in or out. There was the entrance by the hallway to school entrance. Then there was a exit that lead to the stairs on the right of the gym. “So, you’re gonna try it huh?” I asked seriously.

“Yeah, I’m gonna try it. Maybe I’ll even take the shoes too,” he smiled and I knew he was serious. I gave him a disapproving look. Stealing was a whole nother thing, He dismissed my concerning look though. “I’ll put them back before the next game, don’t worry.”

He went down the stairs and went to the entrance. He froze right in front of the door. I looked down confused. Was he spotted or was he just too chicken. He looked back up at me. Yep, he was too scared. I walked down to him, laughing to myself at how dumb he looked. His own plan and he couldn’t carry it out.

“I…I can’t do it Dan. I might be wrong and the girls will tell the principal…and I’ll get expelled!” He sure did look pathetic right now. He didn’t have a bad bone in his entire body. Then, something must have sparked in his mind. “Hey Dan….you know how you hate packing up equipment?” he asked.

I didn’t hate the job, but I wasn’t too keen on it. I asked him why. “Well….if you can get the shoes for me in there and bring them back….I’ll do the equipment for you tonight and give you my salary tonight.” My ears shot up, he was asking me to do his dirty work for him, the coward. Of course, the money and not having to do anymore work sounded appealing. I also was curious about Lexi’s shoes. I hadn’t told Dakota that I also had a foot fetish, so this worked out evenly.

“Ok, but if I get caught, I’m saying this was your idea,” I said with a blink. His face turned green, but he nodded. He went to work on getting the balls put away. Looking to make sure that no one was around the hall, I made for the locker room door. I opened it up quietly and listened for a few seconds to make sure that there really was no one in the room. I walked in on my tiptoes and went for the cheerleader’s section. I had a tornado drill during PE once and everyone had to go to this locker room to be safe, so I knew the area well enough. I felt like a ninja, walking around stealthily, looking for my target.

I found them on the bench in the middle of the lockers. I knew they were Lexi’s because of the size, seeing as Lexi’s feet weren’t that big. Her coat was also right next to it. I drew in closer carefully, expecting someone to jump right out and surprise me. I looked at the shoes and was delighted to see that she had stuffed her socks them. “Jackpot,” I thought to myself. I don’t think either Dakota or I would have ever expected that. I took the socks out of their respective shoes and gave them a strong sniff. I almost wet myself from the strong, fragrant aroma. Yep, they smelled like sweat and feet that were attached to Lexi’s godly body. They were soaked from overuse, but no holes or rips in them at all. After a couple more sniffs, I remembered that I was in here for the shoes. I took her right shoe and before I could sniff, there was a sound near the door. My heart sank, it was two girls giggling and walking in. Thinking quickly, I knew I could only get out the other way. I put down the shoes and socks and headed for the other exit. Unfortunately, I heard the second door open. I was trapped. I looked around for a quick place to hide. In a dark corner, I saw locker, large enough to fit me in. It was this or nothing, I knew. I got in quickly. but quietly and closed the door, praying that they didn’t look this way.

The two giggling girls came in first. It was two cheerleaders that Dakota said he saw earlier: Sally and Kalyn. Sally was a shorter girl with shoulder length dark hair and very skinny. She was Asian, but not very apparent as it seemed only her slight eyebrows bore resemblance to that. She had wide eyes, much like her companion. While Sally’s were brown-green, however, Kalyn’s eyes were blue. She was a gymnast and had a body like one. She had a more developed figure and had a slight, but cute overbite and long, light brownish hair that could be mistaken as blond. Both girls were in their cheerleading uniforms still.

“I can’t believe that he actually yells like a little girl,”Sally said, replying to something Kalyn had said. “Wait until Lexi hears about this.”

Both girls had good laugh at this. I noticed then they there was someone else coming. “I won’t believe what now dear?” Lexi walked into the room, a serious look on her face. Both girls stopped laughing and gave Lexi their full attention. Lexi folded her arms and said expectantly, “I’m waiting you two…what did you find out?”

Sally motioned Kalyn to speak first, Kalyn did the same for Sally. Both seemed flustered about something. Finally Kalyn gave up. “We went outside the men’s room to the vent and listened for a while. Coach was yelling at them like they all did something wrong. Told them all to go home and think about how they played tonight,” Kalyn paused for a second, looked at Lexi like she was expecting something to happen. She continued, “They all left…right after the meeting.”

Lexi didn’t look too pleased at first, but she relaxed. “You girls both know how the tradition works right? If both teams lose, we have to pay our…respects.” All three girls giggled this time at her comment.

“Oh boy,” I thought. “I guess there was some truth to what they said after all.” The girls sat down on the bench. I got my first good look at Lexi. She was still in her uniform, but had put on her longer pants and had uggs on, like Dakota had said. She had untied her hair and it was hanging free. She looked sexy as can be.

“So what are we gonna do now,” asked Sally.

“Well, I won’t be the captain that breaks tradition, so maybe another guy?” Lexi answered. “Any ideas?”

“Definitely not a janitor, that’s for sure,” said Kalyn. All three girls made a disgusted sound, then giggled again.

“Definitely not Dakota,” Sally chimed in. “I saw him checking me out when we were leaving the gym.” Another disgusted unison of noises. I made to hold my breath, as I was about to laugh.

“Well, that’s a given Sally,” Lexi answered still giggling. “A janitor is better. At least it wouldn’t be bad, seeing as we are all eighteen.” Lexi put her hand to her chin and seemed to be thinking. “How about Danny?”

Both Sally and Kalyn giggled, harder than before. “Danny is kinda cute,” said Kalyn. “He’s been so nice to us working the concession stand. He would deserve it.” Kalyn looked over at Sally, with a big grin on her face. “Sally would like it, wouldn’t you Sal?”

From what I could tell, Sally was blushing bright red. “Shut up Kalyn…he’s just really nice.”

“Ohhh! Does Miss Sally have a little crush on Danny,” Lexi asked teasingly. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of Sally. I think you two would be cute together.”

“Whatever…leave me alone,” Sally replied, turning her body away. So Sally had a crush on me then and now these girls were debating on whenever to do what they had planned for a lucky basketball player.

“So are you ok with sharing him Sally,” asked Kalyn. “Cause I think that’s not a bad idea at all.” Sally didn’t really answer, just shrugged while still turned away.

“Kalyn, go see if you can find our lucky boy,” said Lexi. “Tell him we have a problem in here and it we need his…..expertise.” Kalyn got up, faced towards my direction and stopped dead in her tracks. She saw me, I knew it. “Kalyn dear, what is wrong,” Lexi asked concerned.

“There’s someone in that locker Lexi!” she yelled. Lexi and Sally jumped up and looked for themselves. Lexi went for the locker and opened it up. She gasped when she saw me. Trapped now, I did the only thing I could do: I told her hi.

The other girls looked just as shocked as Lexi. Sally was now another shade darker of red. Lexi recovered first and put on a devious smile. “So, you were listening to us the whole time huh Danny Boy?” I couldn’t reply. Nothing came to me to say. Lexi’s smile grew and she gave me a hand. I took it and she pulled me out the cramped locker. Kalyn was eyeing me over, now over her shock as well. Sally wouldn’t look at me in eye. “Come to think of it,” Lexi said, my shoes and socks have been moved…was that you I wonder?” I sighed and fessed up what had been going on. Neither Kalyn or Lexi looked too pleased about Dakota. “That fucking little pervert….we should get him fired,” Lexi exclaimed. Then she looked over at me. “But first….we need to have a little fun.” I gulped a little, knowing this might not turn out as well as they originally planned.

“So you like feet, you dirty little boy?” Lexi asked as she sat back on the bench.. “Well, I’m not one to disappoint my fans…take off my boots.” I couldn’t convince myself to move to the bench. Kalyn snuck up from behind me and pushed me to floor before her feet. Lexi looked down at me, “Go on Danny, I know you want to.” I really couldn’t resist for long, so I took off her right boot. I slipped them off to reveal her beautiful, sweaty foot, wiggling its toes from being freed from the confines of her boots without socks. Her toes were painted red, although the paint was chipping off. “Good, now lick em! Lick em until I til you to stop!” Lexi pressed her foot in my face to prompt me. I took my tongue out and started licking like their was no tomorrow. “So sweaty,” I thought and I loved it. It was like a delicious flavor that I never tried before.

She pursed her lips and closed her eyes half way. I kept licking the soles, meanwhile, she took the other boot off and put the foot next to the other. I licked that one as well, getting them as wet with my saliva as I could. I went for the toes, but immediately got kicked away. “Did I say you could go for my toes, did I? Like the ball of my foot. It’s sore and needs your mouth. Not so reluctantly, I took ther ball of foot and stuck in it my mouth. I worked my tongue on the bottom and rang my lips across the top. She gave a slight moan, obviously liking the attention I was giving it. I repeated the process on the second foot. I got much of the same results as before. She seemed satisfied and took her foot away. I looked up expectantly, as I wanted her toes in my mouth now.

“I have a much better idea….Kalyn?” Lexi looked over her fellow cheerleader. Kalyn came over and positioned me on the bench. I was laying down on my back with my face looking up to the ceiling. Lexi slipped off her pants, got on the bench behind and gave Kalyn a nod. “Kalyn wants to join in our little fun…is that ok with you?” she asked. Before I could answer, Kalyn went for my pants and started unbuttoning them. She unzipped my jeans down and my cock flew out with gusto. “Looks likes someone needed that huh,” Kalyn asked teasingly. She spat on my cock, rubbed it onto the whole thing with her hands, bent over and took it in her mouth. At the same time Lexi took her toes and put them in my mouth. “As I promised,” she said, “but how much can you take at once?”

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Maddie opened the door and gave Dileep a long hug. Someone less sexually talented may have thrown up after smelling Madelyn’s armpit odor for that long, but Dileep’s penis hardened in his shorts to its full 9 inches. Madelyn smiled as she led him inside, feeling his consciousness flood back into her control because of his inhalation of her smell.

It was just 7 AM, meaning the girls had about an hour to have sex with their King before his girlfriend, Emily, would wake up (according to what Madelyn saw in Dileep’s memory about Emily’s usual sleep cycle). For now, Maddie didn’t want to raise any suspicions.

—-

“Ah. Ahhh. Ahhhhh. AHHHHH,” Olivia moaned as she came to an orgasm. Dileep had pinned her hands above her head while fucking her (bareback, of course), much to the liking of both girls. Madelyn smiled proudly, as she didn’t even need to hypnotically suggest anything for him to dominate; it was part of who he was! Before Dileep left, Maddie had him spend 5 minutes with his nose touching a moist armpit, just to make sure her hypnosis would last. Of course, this encounter would be erased from his memory hypnotically, to make sure bayburt seks hikayeleri not to give away her abilities.

After Dileep had left, Olivia and Maddie look at each other, first in the eyes, then down at each other’s cum-filled pussies. They were both thinking the same thing when they ran to the bedroom, rushed into a 69 position, and licked each other clean. No words were spoken, but they both knew this would become a tradition.

—

Dileep pulled into his driveway, got out of his car, and walked inside. Finishing Maddie’s hypnotic suggestion of going back to bed with Emily like he never left, Dileep found his way into the sheets next to his naked girlfriend, who was still sound asleep like a baby. Dileep didn’t realize, but at that moment, his memory of his visit to Madelyn to get another sniff hid itself in his mind.

Soon, Emily started to wake up. She had had a wet dream about a smaller and smellier girl seducing Dileep, and her pussy grew moist as she remembered it. Emily had a cuckqean fetish, but no one knew except for her! Emily thought about waking her boyfriend up with the usual blowjob, but she paused. What if she gave him an armpit job?

She took off her white shirt, and she noticed that there were clear pit stains in the fabric! Out of curiosity, Emily brought it to her nose and inhaled her natural smell. She was starting to like it.

she rubbed some of her left fingers into her right armpit, then brought them to Dileep’s nose while shaking him awake. As soon as his king opened his eyes, his dick hardened. Emily wrapped it in her armpit, and started to jerk it off. It seemed to get even longer and thicker as she did this. Before Dileep came, Emily mentally prepared herself to put the icing on the cake.

As he came, Emily caught his first two shots of cum in her right armpit, then quickly shifted to her left armpit to catch the next 3 or 4. She ended by using her dick as a deodorant stick to spread the semen throughout each armpit. From this unexpected stimulation, her boyfriend’s cock hardened quickly. Emily, as usual for the second round, stood up and did something alluring to get her boyfriend out of bed.

She raised her left arm and took a long, loud sniff. “I’m wearing some new armpit deodorant today, and it really brings out my genuine smell,” she told Dileep, and within seconds, he had rammed his penis deep into her pussy.

——

During class that day, Maddie noticed Emily had a particular smell. It seemed familiar, but she couldn’t quite place it until Emily raised her hand, revealing the thick, white, sticky substance in her armpits. Maddie was impressed and intrigued. She had never thought to use semen as deodorant before, but now she was going to do it every day.

“Hey, Em. How’s it going?” Maddie asked after class.

Emily smiled and made sure to expose an armpit as she responded. “I’m doing well. How about you?”

Madelyn got s strong whiff of her King’s semen mixed with his girlfriend’s body odor. She set her mind on hypnotizing Emily, which she knew wouldn’t be too difficult.

Madelyn started to sob and leaned into Emily’s armpit.

When asked what was wrong, she said the boys thought her armpits were too smelly for sex

“NO!” said Emily, a little too forcefully. She stopped herself before she talked about how her boyfriend had an armpit fetish and how she was developing one of her own.

“Could you smell them and let me know?” said Maddie, feigning innocence as Emily handed over her consciousness.

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John was nervous, his heart pounding and his mouth dry. When he left home the feelings had been more of excitement, but the journey over was long enough for him to think about what was about to happen, and for the nerves and adrenalin to start flowing. Phrases like “fuck” “fucking hell” and “what the fuck am I doing” had been muttered by him in the car, along with “oh my fucking God, this is crazy”. Colourful language was something he was fluent in.

He parked his car close to the address he had been given.

He sent a text which read simply, “I am here.”

Without waiting for a reply, he placed the phone in his pocket and walked over to the apartment. Looking under a plant pot by the door, he found a small bunch of keys, just as he had been told that he would. He moved over to the main entrance and tried the key in the lock. It fitted, and now John knew for certain that this was not a trick, or a scam. Walking inside, he made his way to the door of apartment number four, used the second key and opened the door. There was no turning back now.

The flat was smallish, but nice and tidy. Doors to the kitchen and living room were open, and both rooms were unoccupied. Loud dance music came from behind a closed door. Once John had opened the door and stepped inside he paused, drinking in the scene with his eyes. On the bed was a woman, on all fours, wearing only black high heel shoes and a skimpy black thong. Wild curly blonde hair cascaded from her head, covering her face, and as she writhed around, almost like she was dancing to the music, John could see that she was wearing a blindfold. Occasionally she let out small whimpers of excitement and anticipation as she moved. John wasn’t sure if she was aware of his presence, the music was so loud that she may well have been totally oblivious.

Everything was going as planned, but this was as far as their planning had gone. Although they had spoken on the phone and exchanged pictures, they had never met each other before. She wanted to be a slut for him. He wanted to fuck her, lick her, touch her, use her – she was going to be his anonymous lover.

He placed his sunglasses on the side and walked over to the bed. When he gently touched her back with his fingers, she let out a little scream, and he ran his hand over her back, across her firm bum. Moving her hair away from her neck, he leant forwards and kissed her. He could feel the smooth skin of her neck against his lips, could smell her scent as he breathed in. He kissed his way down her neck, across her shoulders, down to her bum, kissing, licking and occasionally gently biting her soft skin. She continued to move around underneath him, her excitement clear, occasionally uttering quiet words under her breath that John couldn’t quite hear.

His hands were also touching her, feeling her, moving across her body and gently teasing her. John climbed on the bed behind her and pulled her arse back against him. He still had his jeans on, but he knew she’d be able to feel the hardness of his cock as he pressed it into her. She pushed back hard and began to move her hips, rubbing her pussy and arse against him. He held her, one hand gripping her hip, while the other continued to caress the soft skin of her back and bum. He pulled away from her, and, keeping his hands on her hips, he knelt on the floor behind her. His face was level with her arse, and he gently blew on her before leaning batman seks hikayeleri closer and giving each cheek a playful, gentle bite. She let out a little squeal. He continued to bite her cheeks, then began to kiss and lick her, moving his mouth over the tiny red marks where he had just bitten her, then down onto her thighs, finally he pushed his mouth against her silk covered pussy, pushing his tongue out and forcing the fabric into her pussy slightly. He could smell the scent of her pussy and get the faintest of tastes of her through the material. The scent and taste made him want to fuck her there and then.

She slumped forwards, turning on to her side as she did so. Still blindfolded, she looked vulnerable, sexy, slutty and wanton. John pushed her gently and she rolled over onto her back, legs wide apart, knees up, available.

John climbed on to the bed, kissing his way along every inch of the smooth skin of her thighs. He spent time licking the soft delicate skin in the crease between her thighs and her pussy, knowing that she would be imagining him licking her. She placed her hands on the back of his shaved head, gently scratching him with her manicured nails. He went back to lick and biting her thighs and she let out a loud sigh, sitting up slightly, her hands desperately trying to guide John’s head back towards her pussy.

This time he was feeling slightly more generous, and pressed his tongue hard against the fabric, feeling her pussy open up to him as his tongue pressed into her. He could taste more of her now, her juices coming through the silk and onto his tongue. He pulled the panties to one side, then delicately his tongue danced across her pussy, from the bottom all the way up to her clit, then back and forth like this several times, until she tried to push his face against, tried to force him to lick her harder.

He pulled away from her pussy, forcing her to wait. Kissing his way across her stomach, his lips and tongue once more teased their way across her smooth body. Reaching her firm breasts, his mouth spent a few moments teasing her nipples, which were already stiff.

Moving further up her body, finally, his hard cock was pressed against her pussy once more. As she began to rub herself against him, he leant his head down towards her face. He had still not seen her eyes, but she looked beautiful and vulnerable, under his control for the moment at least.

She was startled when his lips touched hers, but quickly wrapped her arms around his strong shoulders, as their kisses moved from gentle to passionate, their tongues probing, with the occasional little bite of tongue or lips.

Suddenly, John lifted himself away, and she could hear a rustling sound as he hurriedly got undressed. This time when he got back on the bed and kissed his way up her body, his bare hard cock pressed against first her thigh, then against her pussy. Only the thin silk material separated them and he knew that she wanted him. He positioned it against her clit, her thong still acting as a last barrier between them, separating them, preventing contact between his cock and her pussy. He leant over to her and began to kiss her again. This time she distracted and it took a while before she returned his kisses – her breathing ragged against his face.

Before long, John sat back. Taking his cock in his hand, he began to wank himself, rubbing the end of his cock up and down her pussy, pressing it into her. His juices smeared across the black silk, tracing the path his cock had travelled. Suddenly he stood up, and left the room, leaving her alone on the bed for maybe 30 seconds or a minute. He knew she would be wondering where he had gone, and he hoped that she wouldn’t be worried that he had lost his courage, for he most certainly had no intention of quitting – he had gone to her kitchen to look for something that he wanted to tease her with.

When he returned, he teased her, running his hands across her body, barely touching her pussy despite her raising her hips to meet his hand – she was clearly desperate for his touch and her desperation was matched by his total desire for her.

He kissed his way up her body, each kiss resulting in a shiver across her body. When he reached he face he kissed her gently, then sat back and gently trickled ice cold water into her open mouth, then across her breasts, and finally onto her pussy. Each bit of cold water caused her to gasp as it hit her skin, and her hands gripped the bedsheets and her body writhed around in front of him.

He did this a few times more, trickling water across her body, and touching her all over, his fingers teasing her pussy, his mouth kissing her, sucking her nipples, gently biting her skin all over.

Finally, he moved down to her pussy, where his tongue teased her through her panties, then gently ever so gently traced a path across her pussy when he pulled them to one side. Occasionally he pushed in between her lips, tasting her juices, before moving back up her body to share the sweet taste of her sex in a kiss.

Moving back down her body, he knelt down between her legs. This time, instead of teasing her thighs, or licking her pussy through her panties, he pulled them to one side then forcefully pushed his tongue deep into her pussy. She let out a scream. She was wet, and he could taste her, feel her wetness in his mouth and across his lips. He wanted her to be able to taste herself, so he moved up and began to kiss. She responded to those kisses passionately, licking his lips, pushing her mouth hard against his. With one hand he teased her pussy as they kissed, then placed his finger against her mouth, allowing her access to her own juices. She bit then sucked his finger, tasting herself.

Three or four times John did this – licking her pussy, and then rubbing his cock against her, while he kissed her and teased her. Each time his cock was pressed more and more forcefully against her pussy, rubbing her clit, pushed between her lips, the end almost inside her. She finally could wait no longer and reached down with her hand, grabbing him, pulling him into her.

She was so aroused that his cock slid inside her wet pussy with barely any resistance. The feeling as he pushed into her was amazing. The hot tight wetness gripping him, the thickness and length of his cock pushing into her, stretching her.

He lifted her legs and, holding her ankles, began to fuck her with slow, long strokes. With her legs pushed back he could sink the full length of his cock into her, and with each stroke her body moved on the bed, her breasts gently moving in time with him.

As he fucked her, he realised that she had never seen him, but was allowing him to fuck her – a complex mix of feelings washed over him, desire, surprise, compassion and power.

She reached her hand down to her pussy and touched her clit. It was soaking wet, covered with the juices from her pussy. She moved her fingers down as his cock slipped in and out of her, and he could feel her fingers against his cock as she desperately rubbed her clit.

He let go of her legs and lay over the top of her body, supporting himself on his arms. She placed her arms around him and pulled him against her, their mouths coming together, their tongues and lips locked in a desperate passionate battle.

He went to remove the blindfold from her eyes, wanting her to be able to see him when she came.

“No! Leave it on.” she insisted. He would have to wait a while longer before he would be able to see the face of the woman he was fucking.

He increased the speed of his fucking, pushing his cock into her harder and faster than before, his body pressing against hers.

She wrapped her legs round the back of his, and pressed her face into her shoulder. John felt her body stiffen, her breathing get ragged, and her pussy clenched around his shaft. Her arms pulled him tight against her, squeezing him. He continued to fuck her, but slowed right down whilst her orgasm tore through her body. Her breathing became more ragged, and her body tenser.

“I can’t breathe!”

For a moment, John was worried, but after a short time she relaxed. “No… please stop… no more.” she said, breathlessly.

John paused briefly, then carried on fucking her with long slow strokes, her pussy even wetter and smoother than before as his cock slipped in and out of her.

She pushed him off her, and removed the blindfold.

“Hello.” they said to each other. This was the first time she had seen him, the first time she had seen the man that had just spent half an hour teasing and fucking her, the first time she had seen the man who had just given her one of the best orgasms of her life.

They lay on their sides, facing each other, occasionally kissing, John still running his hands over her smooth skin. She looked beautiful.

After a little small talk, she pushed him onto his back and straddled his thighs. She worked her way up his body, kissing his chest, biting his nipples, kissing his face, then lowered herself onto his cock. He was rock hard, and her pussy slipped over his cock with no resistance. She began to ride him, the time for gentle teasing sex over, this was going to be a hard fuck.

“The blindfold”, he said. He wanted to wear the blindfold, wanted to experience a little of what she had been through just a few minutes earlier. He pulled the blindfold over his eyes and lay back.

She bounced herself up and down on his cock and he moved underneath, matching her thrust for thrust, his cock almost coming out of her before she thrust it deeply back inside. He reached his arms down and grabbed her arse, his fingers digging in to her soft flesh as he gripped her, allowing him to thrust had into her pussy. She began to talk to him, telling him how she loved being fucked by him, the feeling of his cock inside her, his pretty eyes, and finally, as he was getting close to his own orgasm, how she want his spunk inside her, all of it.

This tipped him over the edge and he gripped her arse tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, as his spunk shot into her pussy in jet after powerful jet, his cock twitching, his heart racing and his head pounding.

She lay on top of him for a while, gently kissing his face, after what had been the most memorable fuck of his life.

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When I woke up this morning, I had a cute latex rabbit girl in my arms. Who in the world could have bragged about the same thing? All my apprehensions and fears toward Trixie had been unjustified. Sure, Trixie would probably have loved to have more than I had to offer last night, but she has been so understanding.

She quickly saw that I was not ready for more than what we had done so far, so instead of pressuring me, she found a way to make me happy in a different way. We read a book together, and then we cuddled ourselves to sleep. This experience with Trixie awakened something inside me that I had not felt very often.

Trixie was not shy about it; she loved it when people played with her latex covered breasts. That was something Lucy had mentioned, and even the white rabbit repeatedly indicated the same thing herself. So last night, when cuddling, I wanted to be as kind to her as she had been to me. I gave her plenty of chest massages and squeezing, exploring the emotions it was triggering inside of me privately. I needed to discover if this was something I desired too.

I’ve been awake for the past thirty minutes already, but Trixie was still deeply asleep, dreaming about something. Her warm rubber body in my arms occasionally twitched adorably. It was nice to observe her.

When I spent a night with Vix, the fox girl, she hadn’t done that— well, I barely slept on that night because of the excitement, and every time I was awake, Vix was too and asked for more cuddles. This time around, with Trixie, it was the first time I could really study someone sleeping in my arms, and I felt I had the responsibility to keep her in that state so that she could enjoy her dreams a bit longer.

I was also wondering how being encased in such a restrictive catsuit and mask would feel like. It looked extremely comfortable from the outside, but I had no clue what it would be like from the inside.

Short breathing tubes were probably running from her real nose to her rabbit ears, and the small feeding hole under her chin was probably going to her mouth somehow. None of the pets were talking or making any sounds. Only once, Vix had giggled, and it was very faint. Were they gagged, or was it just training? All I knew is that it was not bugging them. They were happily wearing their suits for days in a row.

I knew Lucy occasionally let them out; Oreo and Meeka weren’t at the café last time, probably forced to take a break. I was under the impression some of the pet girls were not thrilled to take their suits off. When I was investigating Vix’s zipper the other day, her reaction was crystal clear. She didn’t want me to unzip her at all.

Yesterday, Lucy gave me the key to unlock Trixie, but she warned me not to let her out of her suit unless there was an emergency. But honestly, letting her out never crossed my mind since we arrived at my home. I thought about this before; I forgot that they were people. They were just animals, and I had a hard time thinking about them in any other way.

Trixie started to move; she just woke up. I was behind her, spooning with my limbs wrapped around her. Her cushy paws went up to my arms as if asking for me to squeeze her harder, which I did, and it triggered a long sigh from the bunny.

She slowly turned around to face me, beautiful as ever, with her big black eyes communicating nothing but love. This position allowed her to roll me to my back and climb on top of me.

“Good morning, Trixie.”

For some reason, she kept stretching and twisting; I wasn’t sure what she was doing. It was as if she couldn’t fully control her little white body. But then she showed me what was going on.

She pressed her crotch to my thigh and slowly started rubbing it up and down. Morning sexual waves assaulted Trixie’s body, forcing her to display her arousal state. I kept caressing her, not too sure about what I should do to help her.

I wanted Trixie to have this moment; it was her reward for having been so patient and understanding. Allowing her to have this little pleasure felt the right thing to do. I was not anxious or scared, as usual. I was relaxed, happy, and loving.

Trixie kept slowly humping my leg for a long moment while we were cuddling, and I even dared to do it a little bit too. The latex rubbing on my crotch, only separated by a thin layer of fabric, bartın seks hikayeleri was feeling like heaven. If she had not had a mask on, I would probably have felt the need to kiss her.

This morning was perfect.

***

“Clara, Trixie! You are back! How did your evening go?”

“… Good. Trixie… is nice.”

“Aaah, so you can talk now? Haha. Trixie can have this changing effect on people. Go right in the lounge. I’ll be right back. I just have to let Trixie out of her costume. She won’t be working for the next few days.”

We were back at the animal café where Lucy welcomed us. This time around, I hadn’t felt nearly as embarrassed walking around town with the white latex bunny wearing her cute pink fuzzy clothes. After the amazing cuddling session mixed with light sexual stimulation, I was calm and peaceful.

As soon as Lucy mentioned that Trixie’s shift was over, the bunny reacted strongly. She rushed to me and grabbed my arm, clearly not wanting to get out of her suit.

“Trixie, you have to behave! Oreo gave me a run for my money the other day, please don’t do the same. I let you spend a night with Clara, don’t be greedy! We have rules, and you know them.”

If she could have flopped her rubber ears back, Trixie would have done so. She lowered her head and pushed it on my chest. I gave her a small hug.

“It’s okay… Trixie…”

The white bunny returned my hug and accompanied Lucy who would let her out of her suit.

I entered the lounge to take a look at the pet girls; if Trixie wasn’t working today, maybe there was a new pet.

As usual, my arrival caused all the animals to stare at me. I didn’t think I would ever get used to this. I began a headcount; Vix was there, Oreo was back, and there was also the puppy, the O so adorable snow leopard, the cute grey wolf and the black cat who have been around since the beginning.

I headed to my booth, and all the animals lined up; they had no idea who I was going to choose today, but they all seemed to want to join me. They were all so friendly.

However, this time around, and with the cute rabbit gone, I had no other choice but to pick the snow leopard. Since I saw her yesterday, I couldn’t get over how beautiful she was. I had never seen such a pretty latex catsuit. The little black spots covering her body were just to die for, and the markings on her mask were so perfect.

The leopard girl immediately climbed on my seat and started nuzzling me, tickling me with her little whiskers!

“Haha! You are so pretty.”

My routine with new pets had not changed. I made the leopard girl lay down on her back with her head resting on my laps, and I rubbed her belly while I was discovering her features. Her mask was even better than the other ones I have seen so far. Whoever was making those was getting better at it. Lucy was so lucky to have found such a great artist to create her costumes.

As I was exploring the not so big cat, I was wondering what her name could be. Maybe they should all wear name tags. This questioning led me to another amusing thought; if I were to be a pet girl, what would be my name? What animal would I be? I had no idea, but it was fun to think about it for a short moment.

A bit later, Lucy entered the lounge with my cheesecake and a coffee. But instead of smiling, as usual, she had a frown on her face.

“Clara! What do you think you are doing with Asha? Asha, get off her right now!”

“…!”

What did I do? What did I do? I didn’t understand why Lucy was angry all of a sudden, but Asha didn’t wait to find out and quickly got off me and rejoined the others. My heart started to race, and my hyperventilating came back along with my trembling. What was going on?

Lucy placed the cheesecake on the table, and the coffee next to it then sat in front of me. I wanted to die.

“Hehe. Did I scare you? Don’t worry. I’m just pulling your leg. I wanted to see how you would react if I scolded you the same way I do with my pets. Your reaction is priceless. Sorry about that.”

“… ffff! ffff! ffff!”

“Aww! Sorry, try to breathe. I didn’t mean to scare you that much. You can have Asha back, hehe. Asha! Come!”

The snow leopard girl immediately climbed back on me and gave me a tight hug to calm me down.

“Pick another one, now.”

“…?”

“Yes, Trixie said she had a lot of fun with you last night and this morning, so I’m sure you can handle two pets at the same time today. So pick another one. As long as there are no waiting clients, it’s okay to do so. My pets don’t have much to do anyway.”

Could I really handle two pets at the same time? How would this work? I was barely getting used to taking care of one at a time; I was unsure how I could give attention to two animals concurrently.

Yet, the first time I visited the Pets & Cake, I had no idea how to give affection to a single critter, and here I was, a couple of cheesecake later, not nearly as shy as before and providing hugs to a critter I never met.

“Come on, Clara. It’s okay. Don’t overthink this… as I said, all my pet girls are amazing. You can’t go wrong.”

“… Vix?”

As I pronounced the red fox’s name, all the other pets rolled their heads. People always choose Vix among the first because of her infinite cuteness.

It only took a second for the fox girl to join us. So now I had one adorable snow leopard resting her head on my laps and a fox girl wrapped around my arm, nuzzling me. Lucy called the two cats to her side, Oreo and Misti. Those two were easy to tell apart even though their masks had the same shape; Oreo was black and white while Misti was all black.

“See, Oreo… your time off was not too bad. Why did you make a scene again when I took you out of your suit? You are just making my life more difficult.”

Oreo nodded.

“Did you have fun with your family?”

Oreo nodded again.

“See, I told you. It’s nice to be a pet girl, but you need real-life fun too. You can’t just be a cat forever.”

Oreo shrugged.

“Haha. Funny cat. I bet you think you can. So, Clara… I wanted to ask you a little favor. But feel free to say no, I’m happy just to have you as a client.”

“…”

“… I mean… I’m working really hard since I opened my café… and… I didn’t have a day off in a month. I love what I do, but it’s a lot of work. I would like to take a day off.”

“… Okay?”

“So, I was wondering… We are closed on Mondays and Tuesdays, would you like to take care of my pets on one of those days next week. I would love to have a small break.”

I gasped for air. Did Lucy just ask me to take care of all her pets while she was away? Would it not be simpler to just let them out of their suits during those two days instead of babysitting them?

I tried to articulate that line of thought using my limited speech abilities mixed with anxiety.

“But… Why… Keep them in… costume?”

“Aaah! I see what you mean. Well, you don’t know much about pet girls yet. Look at this…”

Lucy turned to Oreo and grabbed the small cat by the shoulders; she asked her a simple question.

“Oreo, do you want to get out of your suit so I can take some time off?”

Immediately, Oreo shook her head, almost in distress. Then Lucy turned to Misti…

“And you, Misti?”

She received another strong negative reaction from the other cat. None of them were in agreement with that horrific plan. I started to understand where Lucy was going with this… but then she asked them another question.

“Okay, so what? Would you prefer if Clara was taking care of you on Monday?”

The two cats went ballistic and jumped on the table in front of me and tried to reach me for hugs. Oreo crushed my cheesecake with her knee and Misti bumped in my coffee cup, which fortunately was already empty.

“MISTI! OREO! STOP! What a mess! Alright, Misti, get off Clara right now! You, Oreo, come with me. I need to clean you up, and then you’ll get punished. Bad cat!”

This chaotic incident ended our little discussion abruptly, which was a good thing because I needed time to digest what Lucy had proposed. I wasn’t sure what taking care of her pet would involve, but it would probably be a lot of work. Lucy was always running around, keeping an eye on everybody to make sure they were okay, feeding them, and making them drink. There was no doubt in my mind that it was a demanding job. It is no wonder she was thrilled to let me take Trixie home last night; it had lightened her workload.

I was not working on Monday and only started at noon on Tuesday, so I could technically do it. It was now the time for me to ask myself the real questions and come up with honest answers.

Did I want to do it?

I looked at my snow leopard and my red fox, they were beyond incredible. I loved taking care of them. So, yes, I wanted to do it… badly.

Was I too scared to do it? What if a pet needed something and I couldn’t understand her… What if there was an emergency and I had to call the first responders… what if I didn’t feed them properly…

“Vix… I’m scared…”

As soon as those distressed words escaped my mouth, Asha got off my lap and kneeled next to me, and Vix did the same. They both wrapped an arm around my neck, and Vix placed her delicate paw on my mouth and shook her head.

“But… I don’t know if… I can do it.”

This time, Asha placed her two paws on each side of my face and gave me a solid, confident nod while expelling a short stream of air by her ear tubes. It was her way to tell me, “We trust you! You can do it.”

Using the back of my hand, I wiped my watering eyes. Why was it always so hard for me to do new things? I was so used to being by myself and repeating the same dreary day over and over for the past years, not exposing myself to fun adventures. Now that I had an opportunity to do something different, I felt like crap.

For a long moment, I stayed there in silence, cuddling with my leopard and fox, and thinking about what I had become.

Lucy came back, dragging Oreo by her wrist. I was wondering what kind of punishment she was talking about earlier. I couldn’t remotely picture Lucy brutalizing her beloved pets, but surely she must have had some tricks up her sleeve to keep some order and obedience in the place. Then I noticed it… Oreo had a bright red collar around her neck.

“Aaah, that will teach you! Look, Clara, this red collar means that nobody is allowed to cuddle with her. I usually put it on them when they need to rest, but it can also serve as an efficient punishment. See, Oreo! That is what you get for being reckless. Now sit over there and stay quiet! Not cuddles for you until I decide it’s enough.”

Oreo lowered her head and went to curl in the corner of the room. Misti walked toward her, but Lucy intercepted the cat who was feeling bad for her friend.

“Misti, do you want to wear a red collar too? No? Then stay away from Oreo! I tell you… those cats sometimes… as if I didn’t have enough work already.”

Lucy came back to me and let a long sigh out.

“See… That’s why I need a break. So, would you like to help me?”

I nodded. It was more than time to explore the social world a bit and walk away from my old self. So far, my time with the pets filled me with love and understanding, and there was no reason to believe it would be any harder if I stayed with them all for one full day.

“I will… do it. Monday.”

“Aaah! You are so awesome! I swear everything will go well. You can start at 8 am on Monday until 8 pm… would that work?”

“… No.”

“Oh? No?”

“Can… Can I do … more?”

“More? What do you mean? Take your time, we are in no rush.”

“I… 8 am is good… But… Can I sleep… here? I can stay. Until 10 am.”

“You want to take care of them from Monday 8 am to Tuesday at 10 am?”

“… Yes.”

“Clara! I LOVE YOU! You are a lifesaver! Of course, you can do that! Finally! I will get to have a real day off. Don’t worry about anything! I will prepare all their meals and make you a list of everything you have to do. It’s not all that complicated! You’ll have so much fun, I promise!”

Well, that got her excited. She seemed to need that day off badly. Offering to stay overnight was something she didn’t want to put me through, but since I requested, she didn’t need to think about it twice.

I couldn’t stay much longer today because of my job, but it was a fun visit. I still wasn’t sure why Lucy trusted me so much with her pet girls, but I was certainly not going to complain about it. I got to pet all the latex animals I wanted and even had a chance to have private moments with some of them.

Agreeing to help Lucy on Monday while she was enjoying a well-deserved break got me more excited than I ever been in my entire life. I liked her pets so much, and I was looking forward to spending more time alone with them, even though I knew it might be challenging.

I wanted to spend time with… my new friends.

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John was looking over Megan’s statements for the last month quickly adding in his head the inflows and outflows of money while she waited in the chair next to him. She had come in for a six month meeting she kept regularly since her parents had freed up her trust to her. The large sum of money they had passed on to her was about half of what she started with three years earlier when she turned twenty-one.

She shifted in her chair uncrossing and re-crossing her legs. The sound of her black nylons swishing momentarily distracted John but he redirected his attention back to the statements, “Megan all I can say is you are definitely spending a lot more than you are making,” he said shaking his head. “At this rate you will be out of money in another four or five years.”

“So what do you suggest I do then,” Megan was not quite pleading, she sounded more like she was pouting. Her full pink lips were slightly downturned and shined from the gloss she had on. Megan was extremely attractive, the only word John could put to her was hot. She wore make-up and clothes that only made her looks more apparent. The black skirt and white blouse were very form fitting, yet stylish at the same time. He had already been admiring her shapely legs encased in black hose. She was fifteen years his junior and an important client’s only daughter which he always kept in perspective.

“Megan,” he said letting out a deep breath,” you can either make more or spend less. Those are your two choices.”

“John I don’t want to give up my lifestyle,” her hand moving up to push her dirty blond hair back from her face.

“Then I suggest you sell a lot more drugs for the pharma company you have been working for,” he said leaning back in his chair and putting her statements down on the table.

“You say it like you think I’m not good at my job,” as she tilted her head while her eyes picked up a little intensity in their stare.

“Megan come now,” he said pausing to calm her before continuing on,” you’re are still young and building your career. Just ease back the throttle a bit on your lifestyle for now. Standard of living is one of the hardest things to change and easiest to get used to.”

Megan pulled her chair in a little closer cutting the distance between them,” John I think you just doubt my abilities to be persuasive…”

“It’s balıkesir seks hikayeleri not that Megan I am just trying to help you understand…”

“No I understand just fine,” she said interrupting him,” you just need to be persuaded yourself.”

“What exactly do you mean by that? You’re going to tell me how you will start spending less so you don’t squander all you’ve been given?” John said a bit annoyed.

“Don’t be angry with me John,” she said lightening her tone as she once again uncrossed and re-crossed her legs. Johns reflex looked down again before he looked back up at her. Megan’s eyes had not left him and she was smiling coyly. “When did you start here John? Wasn’t it right around when I left for college?”

“Sometime around then, yes.”

“I sure do miss those care free days. Now I have all this responsibility weighing me down,” she looked down for a moment.

“Megan it’s alright,” John said consolingly.

“I know, I know…but thanks,” Megan reached out and touched his knee the light shining off her pink and black manicured nails. John looked for a moment trying to discern the design. “You know I always had a crush on you John,” her eyes smiling at him.

“Now Megan,” he said shifting in his chair but her hand did not leave his knee.

“Oh my folks would come in and I always wanted to come with them. I always tried to find something sexy to wear hoping you would notice me,” she started sliding forward in her chair getting closer to him.

“Megan that is sweet and all but…”

“No buts John, I know you were looking,” her hand started sliding up his thigh,” ever think what I looked like in just lingerie, stockings, and heels John?”

She closed on him quickly and he would have pulled back but the back of his chair had nowhere to go. Her lips touched his and they were so sweet and soft he could not help but kiss her back.

She broke the kiss briefly and breathed,” oh I know you have,” and kissed him again as her hand traveled up his thigh until it met his already hard cock. Her hand ran gently up and down the length of the shaft through his slacks.

“Ever rubbed on this while thinking of me in black lace panties and garters that match these stockings,” her hand rubbed gently back and forth,” have you John?” She waited only a moment with no reply forthcoming before continuing on,” oh I know you have. You’ve fantasized about my hot body rubbing up against yours, my sweet little pussy wrapping up this cock,” she jerked on it a little more aggressively as she said the words.

“Megan we shouldn’t,” John started to say but she could see the burning lust in his eyes.

“John what kind of a girl do you take me for?” she asked as she slowly pulled down his zipper and pulled out his cock. “Just relax,” her hand reached back to her purse and came back with a small bottle of hand lotion.

“What are you…”

“Do you want me to stop?” her hand stopped stroking but still gripped him. John tried but could not mouth the word ‘yes’.

“I didn’t think so,” she squeezed some lotion over the head of his cock with one hand while the other began to rub it up and down. “Just sit back and don’t move sweety,” her hand was working at a nice and steady pace,” Miss Megan will take care of everything.”

She rubbed up and down his cock slowly then faster until his hips began lifting up in the chair,” oh not so fast,” her hand would stop,” take a deep breath John,” he complied without even thinking about it. “Good,” her hand began to move again a slower pace,” do you feel that heavy lethargy mixed in with all that pleasure John?,” she continued without waiting for the answer she already knew,” that’s me taking your power away from you. Your getting so turned on you will do whatever I want if only I’ll let you come.”

John just kept his eyes close trying to deny to himself what she was saying but it felt so good. Her was giving him more pleasure than any sex he could remember having. He did not want her to stop. All he could do was sit back in his chair and let this young woman rub her soft hand up and down his cock.

“Oh I’ve got you now John,” John’s hips started lifting up again,” oh baby,” her hand stopped,” take another deep breath.” John sucked in all the air he could before letting it out again. “Perfect Johnny,” she said before starting to move her hand again.

“You feel it don’t you? I’ve got your cock now Johnny. Most guys don’t realize how much their cocks really control their actions and laugh when people say how they are led around by their cocks.” She squirted a little more lotion on the head and rubbed it gently up and down his shaft. “But you will see soon enough how true it really is. I am going to use this cock of yours to lead you around with. It feels so good and just have this feeling again you’ll do anything for me won’t you?”

John did not answer only whimpered in his chair.

“How about we lower my fee 25 basis points John?”

“I…I don’t know if…”

“How about I put it this way,” she began to rub a little faster,” if you want to come it’s going to cost you 25 basis points. Well Johnny?”

John felt his orgasm begin to build again. It felt so good all he wanted was release. Megan had already kept him from cumming twice and he wanted it so bad,” Yes,” he breathed out.

“I know baby. I just have to show you how much it means to you to have me make you feel soooo good,” her mouth was right next to his ear. Her breath was hot and wet. “Just feel how good it is to give up that power to me Johnny.”

John lurched in his chair and the first cry came out before he realized he was still in the conference room. The rest were muffled as the waves of pleasure racked his body. On after the other, it felt like a great flood leaving his body being pulled out through his cock by the hand of an incredibly hot twenty-four year old woman.

When his orgasm subsided he felt completely drained physically and mentally. Megan placed a small packet of tissues in front of him on the table,” we can’t have you looking like this when you go over to billing to have my fee dropped now can we?”

John felt a bit humiliated being so easily coerced by someone, let alone a younger woman. He cleaned himself up and thought about telling her we would do no such thing but could only imagine what would happen if anyone found out about what happened today.

“I don’t think you’ll doubt my abilities as a sales woman again will you? At least not where men are concerned,” she added smiling to herself. “I do so love coming to see you Johnny,” she leaned in and brushed his cheek with a kiss before standing up and gathering her things.

John looked up at her and found himself imagining what she looked like in lingerie just as she had described.

“You know where to reach me if there’s anything you need Johnny,” she said before turning and walking out of the conference room leaving John to finish cleaning himself up. The day was only half over and he had just experienced a setback larger than he could possibly imagine.

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Three days into Christmas break and Allison needed a cock, any cock, even Sam’s cock would have done. She started running a lot more, mostly because she needed something to do. One afternoon she ran past the home of her old American History teacher. He too had the days off since the High School was also on winter break. As she was passing the house she saw him in the window, he was changing shirts, and she could see the very impressive physique of her former teacher. She came to a dead stop. She had never realized how muscular he was. Mr. Furlong had always seemed cute to her, but in high school, she never would have lusted over him, like she was beginning to right now. His hair was wet, and he had clearly just stepped out of the shower. Allison could feel herself getting wet staring at his chest. Three days without another human’s touch was too much for her. Allison decided to be bold, and went and knocked on his door.

Dave Furlong was a human specimen. During college he had been a two-sport athlete, a linebacker, and an outfielder. At thirty years old he had largely kept up his old fitness routine, especially after he became the boy’s baseball coach. Dave was married, and genuinely loved his wife. But she was a marketing director for a large and growing corporation that was in the midst of a PR nightmare, and was seven months pregnant, and between the two they hadn’t had sex in months. He had just turned on some porn, and was planning to rub one out when he heard a knock at the door. Without pausing the DVD, and forgetting that he was only in his gym shorts Dave went downstairs to open the door. The blast of cold air made his already impressive pecs a little bit perkier, and he was shocked to see his former student Allison Prentiss in front of him.

“Uh hi Allison, can I help you?” He asked becoming very aware of how exposed he was.

“I just wanted to say hi Mr. Furlong, and thank you, I’m tutoring history in my spare time during school, and the extra money is fantastic, as are the friends its helping me make, and a lot of that is owed to how great of a teacher you were.” Allison said, while trying not to noticeably stare at his chest.

“Oh well, I’m glad to help” Dave started to say, but as the words left his mouth a very audible scream from a woman orgasming could be heard from upstairs.

Allison blushed, and put on her most innocent expression, “what was that, is everything okay?” she said.

“Uh, umh, shit, yeah it is. But I should probably let you get back to your run, and yeah, it was good to see you Allison.” Dave stammered while trying to fight off the shear embarrassment.

Allison turned to go, and out of the side of her eye watched his eyes gravitate down to her ass in the tight running pants she was wearing. At this point she threw all caution to the wind and turned back around and pushed herself inside the house.

“I’m guessing your wife isn’t home.” Allison said.

Dave started to tell Allison that she should go but Allison closed the door for him, and placed a hand on his chest.

“You know Mr. Furlong, I bet I can do it better than you can do it.” Allison said teasingly.

Dave really did not understand what she was saying, and was trying to find a way out of the situation. As Dave started to again tell her she should leave Allison kissed him deeply, and simultaneously slid her hand down the front of his gym shorts and grasped his cock.

Dave moaned into her mouth, and Allison broke the kiss saying “I saw you shirtless through the window, and I wanted to get a better look up close.” She kept slowly rubbing her former teacher’s cock, “your wife clearly isn’t enough for you right now if you’re watching porn in the middle of the day, and I think I can do more for you than the porn can…but you can watch it while I please you if you want.”

Allison’s voice was a perfectly innocent voice, and to hear the words she was saying coming out in that tone was too much for Dave and he readily agreed to everything she said.

The two went upstairs, and Dave drew the blinds. When he turned around Allison was already naked, and had spread her legs on the bed so Dave could see her perfectly bald pussy waiting for him. Dave slid his pants off and got in a position to fuck her. She stopped him.

“Wait Mr. Furlong. Let me suck your cock while you watch your movie first. Then you can fuck me. I just have two rules about fucking me: It can’t be missionary, and you have to cum inside of me. You can do anything else you want.” Allison said.

Dave quickly laid on the bed and alternated watching the TV, and Allison’s eyes as she bobbed up and down on his cock. Dave was about seven inches hard, and Allison was almost able to take the whole thing down her throat. After five minutes Allison could tell Dave was about to come and started twirling her tongue around his cock head, as Dave started to cum he pulled her head back and aimed his load across her face. Allison grinned, she liked to swallow a guy’s load, but knew that for some reason men loved to cum across a face, and was happy to let them.

Dave moved artvin seks hikayeleri Allison over to his wife’s dresser and placed her arms on it. Dave was the right height to fuck Allison in this position, and much to her surprise he did not need any time to get going again after cumming on her face. His cock slid into her very wet pussy and one hand held Allison’s hips, while the other fingered her clit. This was a first for her. She hadn’t had a cock inside of her that was large enough, and had the guy fingering her clit ever. She loved it, she loved every minute of it.

“Oh Mr. Furlong you’re so fucking good at this. I love your big naughty teacher cock.” She exclaimed.

Dave merely grunted in return and started fucking her faster. Allison was brought to a quick first orgasm, and after she came he withdrew from her turned her around, shoved her to her knees and jerked himself off onto her face again.

“You broke one of my rules!” Allison shouted while his cum dripped down into her eye.

Dave grabbed her hair and snarled at her “when my cock is in you, you don’t get to make the rules, when a man is fucking you, you are his property and he can do what he likes with you.”

Allison grimaced at this a bit. It reminded her of being raped by Sam. Allison started to cry just a little bit. It wasn’t tears of shame, or guilt, and really it wasn’t even about what he had said, she liked that part, it was that she wanted his cum in her so badly.

“I know.” Allison whispered. In all reality she knew it was partially true at least. Some men were like Jamie, animals in bed, but not hyper dominant. Some were like Sam, who were actually fairly meek but occasionally had it in them to commit a horrific act like rape. Other men were like Dave Furlong, who genuinely wanted to dominate their lovers. Allison also knew from chat rooms, and reading erotic fiction, that some men were submissive, and would let the woman take total control. Allison wanted to explore them all, and so she was glad to have Dave Furlong do this to her.

Allison licked Dave’s cock swallowing the little bits of cum leaking out of him. Dave took a picture of her, coated in cum, and told her that it would be good for him to rub one out to later. Allison told him that she could stop by any day over break that he wanted her to.

Dave made her leave without cleaning up, and so Allison was forced to wipe his cum off on the inside of her shirt, which meant she had to stand in her bra only on the sidewalk for a few minutes. She then ran home and showered.

That night she was washing dishes when she watched her back yard neighbor working out in her home gym. Her mother shook her head and muttered how shameful it was when she saw the sight. Allison couldn’t really tell what was wrong with it, the woman was probably forty, and had an amazing body not just for her age, but in general. If she wanted to work out in her sports bra and shorts in her own home why shouldn’t she be able to.

“I think she’s a dyke.” Allison’s mom said.

“What?” Allison shouted, partly out of shock that her mom would use that word, partly in excitement that maybe she might have another neighborhood playmate.

“Well, she’s never with any men, and she leaves with a lot of women and doesn’t get home till fairly late.” He mother replied.

Allison finished the dishes, and waited a few hours until her parents went to bed. After they did, Allison grabbed a pair of binoculars and peeped into the woman’s window. This woman had moved in while Allison was in college, and she decided that the next day she would go say hi, it was only appropriate to know one’s neighbors. IF the woman indeed was gay, then Allison would get the much-needed touch of a woman, especially after the harsh roughness of Mr. Furlong.

Allison went to the Furlong house early the next morning. She knew that his wife was going to be home tomorrow, and wanted to get fucked again by Dave. This time Allison did not go in running gear and instead went in a shorter skirt, with thigh highs, and a short cut top.

Within five minutes Dave Furlong had cum on her face once, and was burying himself in her cunt while bending her over the large ottoman in the living room. Allison’s face was scrunched into the fabric and she could barely breath, but Dave specifically held her there with his hand, a good indicator of what he wanted. This time he came in her, but still wiped cum from his dick onto her face.

Allison tried to kiss him goodbye, but she was shoved away and told no. This actually offended her, and she vowed not to come back tomorrow, or the next day.

Allison cleaned herself up in her car, and then drove to a sex toy store. It was something she had been curious about, and wanted to see if she could find a present for Janessa. Within five minutes Allison found her first FeelDoe she was instantly sold on a black “stout” FeelDoe. It would be a nice change of pace for her and Janessa. Allison also found a nice dildo for herself that was about Jamie’s size. She purchased both and hid them inside of her car.

Then Allison drove to the new neighbor’s house, and seeing the car in the driveway opted to go knock. From the door hanger she knew the woman’s last name was Parker. She knocked, and instantly felt like an idiot. She had no idea what to say to this woman at all. She began to hope no one would answer and when she heard the lock flip in the door she started to panic.

“Hello, can I help you?” Ellie Parker asked.

“Uh, well not really” Allison stammered “I’m Allison Prentiss, you live behind my parents, and you moved in while I was at college for the semester, and I just wanted to introduce myself and welcome you to the neighborhood.”

“Well, that’s very nice of you” Ellie started “I’m Ellie Parker, and I believe you are the first person from the entire neighborhood to actually introduce yourself. Would you like to come in for coffee?”

“Oh, of course, thank you.” Allison replied, blushing.

Ellie and Allison chatted for half an hour about all kinds of subjects. Ellie told Allison that she was a nurse, and typically worked three twelve-hour shifts, and then had four days off. Eventually, the conversation hit a lull, and Ellie mischievously grinned at Allison and said “so you can see in my window when I work out can’t you?”

“Yeah, it’s actually how I noticed someone new was living here when I watched you yesterday.” Allison paused realizing how creepy she sounded “oh gosh not like I was peeping or being awkward I was just doing in the dishes, and then my mom came in and made a big deal of how you do it every night, and…” Allison just stopped talking and shook her head in embarrassment.

“It’s okay dear. If I didn’t like the idea of someone peeping in I would keep the blinds drawn.” Ellie told her, and reached out to put a comforting hand on her knee.

Allison practically melted when the soft smooth skin of Ellie Parker touched her knee over her tights. Completely out of her own control Allison actually spread her legs slightly when it occurred. Ellie took note of this, but did nothing at first.

“Do you want to stay for dinner?” Ellie asked.

“Sure let me text my parents and tell them I won’t be home that I’m eating with friends.” Allison replied.

For the next three hours Ellie and Allison chatted like old gal pals. Ellie eventually told Allison that she had a hot tub in the basement, and asked if Allison wanted to take a dip. Allison said sure, but she’d have to run home to get her swimsuit.

“Oh, well why don’t you just go without this time, it’s what I usually do and I find it to be absolutely marvelous.” Ellie told her.

Allison again blushed, and said okay beginning to think that her mom was right about Ellie being a lesbian. Allison was hopeful that she was. Ellie led Allison downstairs, stripped, and climbed in the tub. Allison slowly did the same, but taking her time and occasionally glancing to see if Ellie was watching her. And she was.

When Allison was totally naked Ellie remarked “your ass and tits are so firm and tight, I miss those days. My lovers fawned over mine then, as I’m sure yours do to you now.”

Allison just nodded her head, and then decided to quickly jump into the next step, Allison slid into the water, moved next to Ellie, cupped her breast, and said “your breasts are still absolutely gorgeous” as she began to kiss Ellie.

Ellie and Allison made out in the hot tub feeling each other’s breasts, and hips for thirty minutes. Ellie finally said “let’s go shower, and maybe I can teach you a trick or two.”

Ellie taught Allison several new tricks. It was Allison’s first rimjob, Allison’s first time having her toes sucked, and the first time Allison gave a rimjob, or sucked another person’s toes. She loved all of it. Ellie was better with her fingers than anyone else, and when Ellie slid a small vibrator against Allison’s clit it was all Allison could do not to scream. And then she failed, and screamed and screamed, and moaned, and came over and over again. Ellie was amazing, and the most generous partner that Allison would ever have.

The next morning Allison awoke to a text from Dave telling her to come to his place at 11am on the dot. Allison complied, because there was something about Dave that made her want to, even though of the four partners she had had up until that point he was third best. When Allison arrived Dave sat on the couch and Allison sucked him off until he came all over her face. Dave made a point of blowing a load right over Allison’s left eye so she couldn’t see out of it. Within seconds of cumming Dave snapped his fingers and Allison heard a clicking of heels heading toward her. She raised a hand to wipe off her left eye, and was stopped by Dave. She started to turn her head so she could see out of her right eye, and again Dave stopped her. Five more seconds passed and Allison felt the unmistakable sensation of being licked by another person. Someone was actually licking Dave’s cum off of her. She knew it wasn’t Dave, he was way too hetero to do something like this.

After a minute of being licked, a warm towel wiped all of Allison’s face, and when the towel was removed she opened her eyes, and looked up to see a very pregnant woman in front of her in nothing but high heels. Allison’s eyes were immediately drawn to the woman’s full stomach, and the bush that covered her pubic area. Dave introduced Allison to his wife Leesa. He then got up, dressed and left the house.

“Sit down on the couch sweetheart, it’s okay.” Leesa told a trembling Allison. “I knew about the two of you, I always know when my husband is sleeping around on me. It’s okay, really. He finds me repulsive right now. He has ever since I told him I was pregnant. Literally the night before he found out he fucked me like an absolute whore, and made me gag on his cock, but the next night, it was game over he wouldn’t look at me sexually, or touch me at all. ”

Allison looked stunned, she was confused by how calm and nonchalant Leesa was about all of this. “It’s my fault really” Leesa continued, “when we first married his aggressive sex was too much, and I let him sleep with other women then. When I got accustomed to his ways I was able to handle it, and he stopped cheating on me. Then I got pregnant, and well, here you are.” Leesa wiped a tear away as she said these final words.

Allison didn’t know what to do so she just hugged Leesa, and kissed her on top of the head. Leesa bawled for ten minutes straight. Then, as she calmed down a bit, Allison took the pregnant woman’s heaving breast into her mouth and began to suck on it. Leesa began to cradle Allison’s head and moaned as the young girl with an expert tongue suckled away on her tit. After a few minutes Allison switched breasts and as she did began rubbing the woman’s pregnant stomach. When Leesa was shaking, Allison started kissing and licking every inch of Leesa’s stomach. Finally Allison worked her way down to the spot where Leesa’s stomach, and pubic area connected. As she did Allison kissed gingerly across Leesa’s pubic area, and down to the woman’s pussy. Allison did her best to mimic Ellie, she sucked and gently fingered Leesa, and the older pregnant woman shook violently more than once with the powers of her orgasms.

As a third orgasm started to build Leesa moaned to Allison “Oh fuck, I haven’t been able to finger myself for shit since month five, it’s been two fucking months and I haven’t had an orgasm at all, and in the last ten minutes you’ve given me two, oh Allison thank you so much ahhhhh” Leesa cried out as the third orgasm hit her like a wave.

Leesa pushed Allison onto her back after this and laid next to the girl. They made out for a half hour, until they heard Dave’s car door slam and his boots on the front porch. As Dave entered the house he was furious. Neither Leesa nor Allison knew what he was expecting, but it was not to find the two of them naked, and kissing. Dave started screaming at both of them. Leesa immediately got up, and ran up stairs and locked herself in the bedroom. Allison was too stunned.

As Dave began to berate her Allison slapped him hard across the jaw.

“You may want me to be your property, but I’m not.” Allison said to him. “It’s fine when we fuck for you to be rough with me, but you have no right whatsoever to speak to me like this outside of that moment.”

Dave responded by backhanding Allison. As he stood over her Allison lifted a leg and kicked him in the crotch. Dave doubled over while yelling at her that she was a bitch. But as he lay on the ground tears filling his eyes, he mumbled the words sorry.

It was an important lesson for Allison, sometimes, guys are shitty when they’re in the middle of a scene about when something is too far. Dave likewise learned that he had crossed a line, and was far better to his wife from that point forward.

The next three weeks of Allison’s break sped by. She spent most mornings at the Furlong house, either with Leesa or with Dave, and sometimes alternating between the two, but regrettably, never both at the same time. Her evenings were then spent with Ellie. On nights when Ellie was working a twelve-hour shift Allison ate dinner at home, then crept over to Ellie’s house to wait for her. When Ellie got home Allison poured her a glass of wine, rubbed her feet, then gave her a back massage, and then the two would go up to Ellie’s bed together.

On December thirtieth, Allison had her last fuck with Dave, then her last time eating Leesa out, and then her last time with Ellie. Allison flew to Florida for the Orange Bowl, where her college’s team, led a furious comeback, and Jamie busted off a forty-three yard scramble on third and long for the winning touchdown.

As soon as the celebration ended Allison headed back to the team hotel room. Jamie had given her a key to his room, and told her to meet him there after the game. As soon as she walked in Allison turned the cold up, so that her nipples would be extra perky, and slipped on the sluttiest lingerie she owned. Allison laid on the bed, and waited to hear the key slot buzz. While she waited Jamie sent her a text asking if Allison was ready to be his little freak for the night. In reply Allison slid to fingers into herself, and sent a picture of that, and a second picture of how coated in her own cum the fingers were.

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Alene and Angie only knew each other from their short coffee breaks but now thanks to Paula’s control over them they had lots of ground to cover.

“So, how do you want to start?” Angie asked.

“Well, under these circumstances I think I can afford being rude,” Alene went on with a calm voice, “can you use your pillows?”

“Ummm, you mean my tits?” Angie asked. Slowly she took her shirt off, it was clearly visible that her bra was going through hell with holding her tits. They were without a doubt the biggest Alene ever saw. With all the power her spells gave, her Alene was still human, and no human can ignore breasts like Angie’s. As she went to her bra Alene was getting harder than diamond, and Angie couldn’t help but notice.

“Like what you see?” Alene nodded yes as the bra fell to the floor and the huge boobs stood on their own, a true wonder of nature. Angie’s areolas, as big as diner plates, looked perfectly natural on her boobs.

It was clear that Alene was turned on, her cock almost bursting from its skin. “You can touch them if you want,” Angie half offered half implored. She was getting turned on as well. Alene reached and grabbed a handful of Angie’s left breast, not covering even a quarter of the total space. She felt the soft but firm flash, this foreplay was making her precum heavily.

“Let’s get this going.” Alene suggested as she went to sit on the sofa, her cock was now a mess of precum. Angie got on her knees in front of Alene and wrapped her huge breasts around Alene’s hot monster. It was sheer magic, they were the perfect fit, wrapping around her with some room to spare, covering enough length but leaving the head clear so Angie could suck it.

Angie started moving up and down, “you want me to give you a blowjob?” She asked coyly as Alene was moaning and grunting her way to the edge. “yyyyessss, pp… p… plea… please,” Alene whimpered in pleasure, her cock bouncing and pulsing with delight.

Angie placed her lips on Alene’s cock and started playing. Licking from side to side, up and down, sucking and releasing, all the while moving her massive breasts around Alene’s cock, squeezing them as hard as she could.

After a while Alene could go no more, the edge was there and Angie, with one big movement of her Breasts, pushed Alene ardahan seks hikayeleri over it.

At first her balls exploded in size and Angie could feel them hitting her leg, but she went on, thinking it was just Alene that moved and hit her a bit. Next her cum slit almost busted open. “GOD,” Alene yelled at the top of her lungs, “I’m Cumming!!” it was such a loud yell that even Paula heard it and walked quietly to the balcony to watch.

Angie instinct was to let the cock out of her mouth and squeeze on it as hard as she possibly could with her tits.

Alene was going wild, her cock started bucking hard, blasting with such force that Angie’s breasts shook with each pulse, but no cum was blasting out. Alene started screaming in Pain as her orgasm was getting stronger and stronger but no cum appeared. Angie on her part was having a small orgasm of her own from her breasts shaking so hard. She didn’t notice Alene’s balls growing, but after about a minute she came down from it and realized what happened.

As Alene was Coming, Angie’s breasts were squeezing her cum tube, effectively blocking it. As soon as she realized, she released Alene’s cock from between her boobs.

What happened next amazed the girls. Alene’s cock gave a few squeezes as her cum-tube exploded so wide, Angie could push a whole hand in. Then with one massive pulse Alene did the impossible again. Her cock launched a single stream of cum to the air. for a few seconds Alene’s cum was the highest thing in Bristol, maybe even in the UK. It was thicker than Angie’s leg, almost ripping her cock as it left her, it looked almost unnatural, even majestic.

But like all things in life, what comes up most come down. The stream went gracefully over the edge of the balcony. For a second the girls relaxed, but the crashing sound they heard sent all three to the edge.

Far below, on the street, one very unlucky car was parked in the wrong parking spot on the wrong day. Alene’s cum blast was so strong, so heavy, it literally smashed the car’s roof in, blowing out the windows and painting the whole thing white. The girls arrived at the ledge just as the car alarm went off.

“I can’t believe you just did that,” was all Angie could mutter in her shock. Paula was absolutely impressed. Alene’s balls were definitely beyond anything she ever saw.

The silence hung in the air, Alene couldn’t believe she just came so hard, but she was still so turned on. She wanted to come like this again. She literally jumped Angie, pushing her to the floor. She placed her monster between her breasts again, pointing it at Paula’s office.

“Let’s go again!” Alene demanded, her cock as hard as a rock, “I want to blast again,” Angie on her side was happy to comply, holding her massive tits around Alene as she started humping. Up and down, up and down, from time to time Angie used her mouth to suck and after a good five minutes, Alene was at it again.

“Yesssss! Squeeze harder!” she was bucking and pulsing just like before, sending Angie to her own orgasm.

Paula was, in honest, a bit board. She wanted Alene to finish her business with Angie so she could fuck her, but after two orgasms Alene showed no sign of stopping at all. Her growing balls told Paula she had so much more.

Paula decided to act. A rage waking up inside her, as Alene’s balls grew to the size of beach balls. She walked up behind Alene, to her ever-growing balls, “Don’t let go yet,” Alene said to Angie in a painful voice. Paula took her right leg a bit back and forcefully kicked Alene’s ball sack.

What happened next was not what Paula expected. First Alene’s scrotum grew to almost double in size, pushing Paula back a bit. Next, she started yelling and crying in pain as her cock exploded from the base up to tip, so big and hard Angie’s breasts couldn’t wrap around it any more. Then Alene’s cum tube grow to accommodate what came next.

The blast was the biggest any of the girls ever saw, breaking the window on its way to flood Paula’s office, it just kept going, hitting the wall and pouring down to the floor, flooding Paula’s office knee high while the end of the massive blast was still inside Alene’s balls. Paula acted to save her drowning office, she opened the windows that didn’t break and let the cum ocean leave her office onto the balcony, it was so hot…

As Alene came down, she saw what she did, the cum was ankle high and the poor draining hole on the balcony floor was working overtime, she was still rock hard, she needed more!

She lowered herself down to Angie’s ear and whispered, “I’m going to use some magic to help me fuck you, you are safe, I won’t harm you.” As scared as she was from Alene’s display of power Angie took a big breath and relaxed, clearly the girl knew what she was doing.

“Angie suus multa superstes erit mihi pussy,” Alene whispered and went to work. Placing her oversized monster at Angie’s entrance, she saw the spell was working, Angie was so wet she made a puddle of her own in Alene’s ocean of cum.

Slowly but with confident Alene started pushing into Angie. To everyone’s surprise the huge fuck-pole faced no resistant, it slipped in as if it was only a few inches long but to Angie the feeling was heavenly.

When Alene’s cock was half way in her, Angie was clearly no longer there. Her orgasms so close to each other she couldn’t tell when one ended and the next began. Angie was in her orgasm heaven as Alene went farther and farther into her love tunnel, coming closer and closer to the edge of blowing.

Paula just stood there and waited, she wouldn’t admit it for her image’s sake, but Alene’s display of sexual divinity was pushing her buttons. She wanted to be there in Angie’s place, fucked so hard she couldn’t comprehend the world around her. But she had to keep her body safe. This sexual experience will probably ruin Angie for any other man or woman. Paula couldn’t risk doing this to herself.

Her thoughts broke as Alene yelled, “ohhhhh good, here I CUM,” rising to her knees instinctively. Alene cock was so hard it went with her, lifting Angie with her massive breasts off the floor. Held in midair by the monster that was about to do the impossible again.

First her Balls exploded to their biggest yet. Next, as big as it was her cock grow again, its outline clearly visible on Angie’s body. Paula could swear she can hear Alene’s body pumping the cum out as Angie’s belly exploded to a full pregnant look, but Alene was clearly not close to finishing. She pumped and pumped, dumping so much cum into Angie that it started shooting out, spraying Alene, covering her in cum to and flooding the balcony just above Paula’s knees.

After who knows how long Alene was done. Her limp cock left Angie, letting the still orgasming girl rest on the sofa.

Slowly she turned to Paula, keeping her cock down, she looked her straight in the eyes, “I did as you asked, I am ready for you.”

In her mind she thought to herself, ‘It’s payback time.’

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If, as you read the following story, you begin to wonder if something came before it, they have, ‘Christine. A tale of lust,’ and ‘Angela. Teased and pleased’. For North American readers these stories are written in British English so the vocabulary used may be a little different, as are lots of the spellings; we specialise in colour photographs fixed with thiosulphates. So no tushes, garter belts are suspenders, bathrooms are commonly loos or toilets especially when they don’t actually contain a bath, johns are bogs, we the British often wee, pee or even ‘spend a penny’ and fanny refers to the female genitalia; external, internal, or both, dependent upon context. If you think anything else could be usefully included in this brief Anglo — North American Dictionary let me know.

Adrian.

“Fourthly,” Angela chimed in, “until I do go you are my dedicated and completely obedient slave and after that, until Christine permits you to leave, you will undertake to attend to even the merest whim that Christine may allude to.’

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It was Friday evening as I sat at my cluttered desk, staring at a spreadsheet and trying to work through a column of numbers, a loud, mechanical humming sound interrupted my thoughts. What was that racket? It was late in the evening, so I doubted many of my co-workers were still around, and my curiosity now aroused I went to investigate. Down the hall the new financial reporter, Veronica Parker, office light was on and glowed under the closed door. Without thinking I knocked and opened the door without waiting for an answer. There sat she sat, her auburn hair pulled up in a severe French twist, her suit jacket over the back of her chair, and her high necked silk blouse unbuttoned. Her exposed breasts were supported by a nursing bra, and connected to her nipples tubing to the noisy machine on the corner of her desk.

She looked up from her paperwork aghast. I quickly turned around, and began to apologize for the intrusion and attempt to explain. Veronica flipped the machine off, and took a minute to cover her exposed breasts. As I continued to stammer excuses, my mind wheeled at the sight I had just witnessed. It was so erotic to see her pumping milk from her full breasts, I began to feel aroused. Quickly I suppressed my emotions, and reprimanded myself for the inappropriate feelings.

“Robert, I can explain,” she started to say, before I turned around and began myself to explain again the noise had caused my unexpected entrance and how I embarrassed I was.

“You embarrassed!? I would appreciate it if you did not mention this to anyone,” Veronica continued. I questioned why she should be ashamed of her body.

Other than a quick introduction when she joined our firm a couple months prior, I had only encountered Veronica in passing. We worked in different departments, and did not have any reason to interact. She always dressed in the utmost professional, if rather prim, manner. She was tall and slender, but she did not play up any of her features, and her cold and severe manner did not invite second glances. I had no idea of her personal life, but had concluded from the breast pump she was a nursing mother. It must be hard I thought with her demanding job to balance a family and career, and she did not seem to exude a very maternal vibe.

“There is no valid reason for me to have milk,” she stated sadly. “Please do not say anything. I have a hormonal disorder that causes me to lactate, and without expressing the milk I become engorged. I thought I was the only one working late, and I needed to relieve the pressure.” She began to tear up, and I was surprised to see her formal façade crumble. “It is so humiliating, and I would prefer no one knew,” Veronica ended.

I felt bad for her, she was new here and it had to be a struggle to deal with milky tits and not even having anyone to produce it for. Sitting down I handed her tissue, and promised not to share her secret. Since she was still a bit weepy, antakya seks hikayeleri I took a deep breath and said, “We all have our quirks, so don’t think you have a monopoly on being a bit different.”

Finally Veronica smiled, and with the tension lessened we began to chat. Over the next couple hours we talked about work, ourselves and I began to see a side of her that was not as cold as she projected in the office. We walked out of the building later that night, and I accompanied Veronica to her car. She thanked me, and I suggested we continue our conversation over dinner.

“As much as I would love to Robert, I need to get home and take care of my little problem,” she said gesturing in the general direction of her chest. It was now or never. Knowing her lactation issue, and seeing a softer side of her I gambled on sharing a secret of my own.

“Veronica, you know how earlier I said we all have our quirks?” and she nodded yes. I kept on, “I have a bit of an embarrassing issue too. I like to wear diapers, it turns me on sexually.” I half way expected her to laugh or express disgust, but she only smiled.

“How about dinner then?” she said agreeing, “my place.”

“Great I would like that,” I answered and I followed her in my car to her home. Veronica lived in a high rise apartment close by, and within 10 minutes we were riding the elevator up to have a dinner I would thoroughly enjoy.

Entering the apartment I was surprised at how feminine and soft the surroundings were. I had been worried it was going to be a cold and modern design that matched Veronica’s persona at work. She asked me to have a seat while she changed clothes before she started dinner. I settled into the cushy sofa piled with throw pillows and looked around. My apartment was standard bachelor fare, but Veronica had spent time to make hers into a home. I felt relaxed and comfortable, and my mind wandered back to the scene of the breast pump and the short view I had of her breasts.

I looked up and Veronica had re entered the living room. Her hair was down and fell into full waves around her face. She had traded in the business suit for a cotton chemise over yoga pants. Her bare feet padded into the room and I could not help but notice the swell of her full pale breasts between the v-opening of her top. She carried a small tote with her that resembled a diaper bag. Her entire demeanor had changed, and we began to talk again.

I mentioned I was a bit hungry, and was there anything I could do to help with the meal. “Oh no need dear, I have it taken care of,” she answered. Veronica had not stepped foot in the kitchen, so I was curious. “First we have to get you dressed for dinner.”

Now I was really confused until she unzipped the bag she had sat on the floor and began to pull out baby powder, lotion and a diaper! Veronica explained how hard it was to deal with the lactation she had experienced since the onset of puberty, and how it made her feel like something was missing in her life. She tried to keep her desires in check, so she went overboard at the office to present herself as a serious individual. Only at home could she give in to her body’s needs. I was floored; it was a dream come true. My wish of being pampered and nurtured was going to be fulfilled.

Veronica stepped into her role as “V” quickly, and began to undress me. I was happy to shed my slacks and dress shirt. She stripped me down, and first took wipes to clean me. The cool wipe explored every inch of me from the waist down. Then the lotion was rubbed in, and as V’s hand massaged me she began to coo, “What a big cock you have!” My penis had hardened and grown, and V only sprinkled on baby powder and patted me more. Finally the diaper came out. I arched up my hips and under my bottom V slid the diaper. She pulled up the front, but the tabs could not close. My cock was too big for the diaper. Disappointed, I worried if I would not get to wear a diaper, but when I asked V she only laughed.

“Of course Robbie has to wear a diaper! V will fix it.” I wondered how, but she only pulled out another diaper in a larger size that would accommodate my aroused member. As I watched V fasten the diaper around me I noticed the front of her shirt had two small wet spots right where her nipples pointed through, and as she became aware of it too, she announced, “Dinner is ready.”

Clad only in a diaper, I snuggled in V’s lap. She pushed open her blouse and unsnapped the right flap of her nursing bra. It was a different one than she had been wearing in the office. This one was bright pink and silky, and seemed prettier and less utilitarian. Out sprung her nipple, and droplets of milk formed on the pink tip. She cupped her breast, and holding my head, guided my mouth to her. I eagerly began to suck at the nipple, but was rewarded with little milk. “Robbie, you have to latch on to drink mama’s milk.”

V explained in simple terms how I needed to drink from the breast, and take the entire small globe in my mouth. It’s not like a straw she continued, you press and suckle with your mouth and tongue. Taking directions from her, soon the milk began to flow. It was sweet and thick, and I fell into a pattern of sucking and gulping. I wrapped my arms around her small waist, and kept my head against her breast. Time passed and I was entranced, and V had to pull me away to switch me to the other breast. I drank at them both, until the milk was thin and V’s breasts and nipples were puffy and sensitive. Her breathing was heavy and her arms around me were tight. My belly was fully, and my cock was still hard inside my diaper.

The effect my nursing had on V was clear, she was excited. Her eyes were half closed, and under me I could feel her hips gently moving. I was thinking how wet her pussy must be right. “What a good provider you are V,” I exclaimed as the nursing session finished. She moved to close the flaps of her nursing bra, but I stopped her. “I still want more.”

“No dear, they are too sore and the need a chance to fill with more milk for you,” V replied. I could tell this first real breastfeeding experience had been draining for her, but I was still captivated with her breasts and wanted to keep looking at them. I tried to suckle some more, and V stopped me. I pinched and pulled at her tits, fussing to get my mouth on them again, and V suddenly stood up. “I am doing horrible, Robbie” she exclaimed. She slumped over and began to sniffle. “I love you nursing, but I am getting so aroused I can barely stand it!”

“Why is that a problem?” I queried. Gently kissing her emptied breasts, I undressed her. “You need attention to,” I said as she looked surprised.

My diaper crinkled as moved from V’s lap to slide off her pants. She was left in her exposed nursing bra and panties. Her panties were soaked through, and I could see her look embarrassed as I leaned in towards her thighs. I could smell her sex, and I was eager to suckle again. “V, Robbie needs more than just your milk, I need all of you.”

V sighed deeply, and relaxed more, submitting to my demands. I ran my hands along her long legs, and laid my head on her thigh and spreads open her legs. Slowly, I began to rub her lips through the wet fabric. The hair on her pussy was neatly trimmed, and I could see even through the panties her lips were swollen. I pushed away the crotch of her undies, and wet my finger with her juices. I looked up at her and slowly licked my finger. She reacted, “Does Robbie want to suck on my clit?” and slid off her panties.

Leaning back she spread her legs open and granted me full access. I started sucking, then nibbling on her clit. As her hips began to buck, I inserted first one, then two fingers into her opening. It was so wet and tight, I wanted to put my cock into her. “V, do you have room for Robbie? Does she need to be fed with my cum?”

She moaned and answered by bending her knees in order to bring me closer to her. Her fingers undid my straining diaper, and grasped my throbbing member. “Robbie, you are a big boy, I don’t know if you fit inside, you can try though.”

I put the head of my cock at the opening of her pussy, and began to enter. It was tight, and I had to slowly work my way in. V was groaning in pleasure. As my cock finally made its way through her canal, I could feel the tip of me hit her cervix. I thrust in and out, stretching her. I pounded away, feeling my balls tighten with their load. As I rode her, her tits began leaking milk again. She grabbed them and squeezed, and sprayed milk across my chest. I grunted as I felt my cum rushing out, filling her up. Her hips bucked, and her pussy contracted around my cock as she came.

Exhausted, I laid down on her and she put a nipple in my mouth. We were both wet with each other’s fluids, and I left my cock in her as long as I could. I suckled again, and was pleased I we were able to help each other.

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