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Sunita and Heera – A combination redefining bisexuality.

Manjunath was overwhelmed at the sight of his wife getting off the car, he was defused beyond comprehension and was sure this was a ‘nightmare’ and not reality facing him, which it was in the ‘ wee’ hours of that ‘fateful’ morning. He quickly composed his self and quickly closed the rear car door, moved swiftly to the driver seat and swept off to the airport.

Sunita was an exceptional woman, she was wedded for more than 3 years now and Sush was just 2 years old- born out of a series of copulation she had with none other than‘MANJUNATH’.

She and Manju got around to sharing the bed and each other’s vital assets for ‘quiet’ 2 years now, much before Manju got married, it was not very difficult to see ‘genetic’ characteristics of Manju in the young child but that way – you can plant ‘similarities’ in almost every combination one picks up, it is very simple.

Manju returned ‘home’ and without a word got on to his sleep, this worried Heera a bit but she ignored it and went about with the whole issue pretty normally, woke up in the afternoon and was surprised to find Manjunath missing from the house, his duty hours were usually in the night and it was unusual to see him off during the day. She went about the house in a typical ‘housewife’ style and got down to brushing her teeth, ‘cleaned’ herself well of the ‘ills and spoils’ of the previous night in a pristine fashion, washed herself thoroughly and after a good ‘manicure’ session, was as pure as ‘crystal’.

Heera was young, just 21-22 years of age and obviously knew it was important to be ‘desirable’, if she had to continue doing what she was at the moment – in fact her only problem was the fact that she was ‘too desirable’.

She was sitting in front of the mirror and adjusting the band around her hair after having drawn the braid well, when the phone rang, “ Hi, I saw you coming pretty late last night, what were you up to – bbitch….’, it was a female voice on the other side.

‘Who the hell are you- and why are you bothered about my timing home?’ shouted Heera on the phone, ‘Well just come over to my house and don’t bother to knock, come straight into the bedroom’, this time Heera could pick up the voice, it was unmistakably that of Sunita.

Heera was in a pale saree with pleats around the feet, and was wearing a drab blouse over a sick looking bra, she did not bother to change and walked across to the main door, looked around and stealthily reached for Sunitha’s house, their main doors were as distanced as a ‘cunt ‘ is from the ‘ass’.

As instructed she reached the bedroom and was stunned with what she saw there- lying prostrate on his stomach was her lawfully wedded husband ‘MANJUNATH’ whose mouth was glued to the ‘faucet’ between Sunita’s sweet legs, except for his wrist watch and the ‘mangalsutra’ around her neck, both of them were as naked as the birds in the sky, Manju was busy lapping at the lovely pussy and there could be no doubt in anybody’s mind that he was enjoying the ‘cuntal’ excretions – it was dewy escort nectar and extremely ‘libiduously’ nutritious.

Sunita saw the ‘wife’ and watched her intently through her half-closed eyelids, inserted her fingers into her mouth and started sawing them ‘in and out’ in a pretty lewd manner.

‘Darling Mann, please suck my ass hole, OHHHHHhhhhhh yes, ohhhhhhh yes…ohhhhhhhyes…your wife is here, maybe she wants to take you back………aAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhome…seerererdsdddkkkkkk@@##&&*****8nnnnnnnnnoooooooooo, leave me noooooo, noooooooooo—-Mannn, don’t leave me Ohhhhhhhhh…I am cummingg………’ and Heera was left gaping at the lewd depiction of ‘open and transparent ‘ adultery at its best.

Heera did not bother to act a ‘Sati Saithri’ at this stage- she was happy in many ways- if Manju wanted this to be a revenge of sorts- he was getting it and for her, it drew curtains on all the ‘imposed and faked’ morality she and Manju were putting up with, this was going to be a ‘new beginning’ and a ‘new era’ for both of them and she was going to make it easy for all ‘three of them ‘.

At this stage- she could easily see Sunita as a good ‘accomplice’ to reach and achieve her own goals.

Sunita watched with ‘awe’ and admiration as Heera let the saree drop off her sexy silk pristine flesh and slowly started unbuttoning the blouse which took an excruciatingly long time to get off the arms and drop on the floor, her ‘drab’ bra was looking very alluring to Sunita who had no hesitation in beckoning Heera to the bed, using the middle of the ‘well moistened’ fingers- and upon reaching close to the bed stand- it was sheer ‘animalistic’ of Sunita who just pulled Heera over and got the bra clad boobs onto her lovely face- she smelled the fragrance and the fresh sweat collecting in the ’crevice’, it tasted very salty and ‘sexyyyyy’ of course.

It was ‘meal ‘time for Sunita, she had to ‘eat’ these lovely ‘doves’ and ‘doves’ they were- the bra came off- but neither of the ‘sluts’ were the reason for the same- it was the ‘innocent’ bastard- Manju who just broke the garment and threw the same on her face- “ Heera- you will perform for me from now onwards and this is a ‘dress rehearsal’ “.

The mammary were in a free flowing state at this point of time- suckled by both the ‘adulterous lovers’ each one of them were gobbling the either of the breast with equal ‘want’ and ‘ferocity’. Heera was enjoying the attention and warm sexual focus of these two lovers even though one of them was her own ‘husband’ . It was very unique and pretty strange a combination but in this world it is possible- to see ‘animal like sexual behavior’ amongst men and here in this bedroom while Heera was beginning to ‘enjoy’ the lewd circling of the ‘wet’ tongues around her two sexy aureoles, she suddenly felt a whisp of air and a sharp stab on her pussy lips, Sunita had inserted her fingers while she was anyway busy enjoying the ‘slutty’ wife on the ‘breasts’ any way .

Slowly Sunita slipped down on the bed and bent her head on to the wide spread legs and started sniffing like a ‘dog’ around the bursa eve gelen escort ‘curvy’ thighs. The thighs were ‘marble’ like and really made the structure around the pussy look ‘divine’ and aristocratic. Sunitha pulled the satiny ‘chuni’ of one of her ‘salwar-kurtha’ lying on the table next to the bed an just spread it across the thighs over the pussy on Heera’ body- true to her name she looked and gave a full feel of a well polished ‘diamond’.

Manju just stopped his maiden – open explorations of ‘Heera’ and was caught gaping the lovely caricature of a being in that state- naked from head to toe with just the satiny ‘chuni’ – she was looking ‘awesome’. He quickly joined Sunitha at the base and both of them took hold of each thigh and started their ‘saliva’ explorations and soon reached the pussy area.

At the pussy entrance it was Sunitha who gained the ‘entrance’ for her tongue and Heera was not aghast or inexperienced at this – she had performed for Shiela earlier, but this was more brutal and ‘native’, Sunitha was really possessed in her longing for the coveted ‘cuntal bud’ and her mouth found the clitoris and wrapped around the ‘elusive’ eel in no time.

Over the satiny cloth- Sunitha ‘ate’ the cunt and concentrated on the ‘eel’ only- without a feel or a touch on the engorged pussy lips just below- it was becoming difficult for Manju to bear all this- he was berated watching his ‘lover’ and ‘wife’ having a ‘go’ at the best thing humans can do on the ‘bed’ as he watched Heera with her eyes closed and lovely lip open slightly ‘ajar’.

He knew what to do, he quickly went around and pushed his middle finger into her mouth- Heera looked up into his eyes and transfixed them on his fingers, while she sucked them unabated- her eyes closed again, a few minutes later while Sunitha snugly removed the ‘chuni’ and planted her pointed tongue into the crevice of her juice filled pussy- Manju replaced the finger with his 8 inches long thick cock.

Heera was complete in her invasion that day- she was having the best of the both the worlds and knew this was going to be a ‘aromatic’ first half to this day. The sexy bitch who had her fill of a ‘circumcised’ dick just 14 hours back was once again filled with another thick ‘uncircumcised’ dick of her own husband this time, Sunitha was now making the ‘tremblings’ happen at the other end- Heera was ‘cumming’ in spurts and she was issuing ‘wads and wads’ of pussy gushes into Sunitha’s mouth. Sunitha was not able to hold so much in her mouth but went about prodding the hole with her tongue in a clock work precision.

After having cleaned off the drain from a series of ‘orgasms’ which Heera experienced lying in a state of ‘bliss’ and total contentment, Sunitha rose on her knees on the bed and spread her arms around Manju’s chest and held his head close to her mouth and kissed him fully on his lips- he opened his lips to take the ‘cum’ deposit and thus was the cycle completed- Manju tasted his wife for the first time in their ‘less than 1 year’ marriage.

Sunitha bursa görükle escort was not going to be ‘just’ as delirious as that- she was going to do more naughty things today- in her bent state and on her knees, she caught hold of his dick and ran it deep inside Heera’ mouth and ‘plup’ pulled it out of the oral cavity and ran the saliva laden prick on Heera’s boob pair, the skin around the mammary started to glisten and really made the entire bed look like an ‘erotic’ volcano, hot and about to explode. She kept moving the ‘poor’ dick between the ‘mouth’ and the ‘pair’ after which she gave a jerk to the cock and sunk her own mouth down on the same, while she was doing the ‘sucking’, her eyes met those of Heera who started to slyly smile- ‘ You and I can start a fire at some of my client’s places, join hands with me’, saying Heera extended her hand around Sunitha ‘s boob which was grazing Heera’s navel while she was sucking Manju’s cock.

Slowly Heera held Manjuu’s cock with her hand while Sunitha sucked on the tool and in no time could see the man reaching his ‘crescendo’.

Quickly Sunitha lifted her head and this time pulled Manju to the other side and placed his cock at the entrance of Heera’ lovely- sexy pussy. The cock required no other invitation and was quick to slip into the ‘grotto’ and thus began the eternal journey.

In and out the cock went and on each of its strokes, coital juices in plenty could be seen on both the vital ‘assets’ . Sunitha was feverish watching a copulation happening in front of her eyes and this was an ‘experience’ for her which she did not want to miss out on, she slowly got her legs around Heera’s torso and planted the pussy firmly on Heera’s boobs and in the meantime pulled out Manju’s cock from the heavenly pussy of Heera only to suck on the mingled juice mixture- this was a moment of triumph for the ‘nympho’ neighbour. She licked, sucked and raved on the rod while Heera gave a torrid time to the cuntal decoration on her pussy below- she had torn into Sunitha’s pussy lips and was amazingly eating the whole flesh out in and around the erotic temple seated at the base of the hot ‘slut’.

The day went on into afternoon and Sunita inserted the cock back into Heera’s pussy- bent her head over the junction to suck and lick on the asshole and the squirming sensitive patch between the two ‘holes’. Heera was berserk and increased her tempo on the cunt above her head- Manju was losing his load now and at that point of time- lifted his dick out of his wife’s pussy hole and straight drove it into Sunita’s waitng mouth, it was a clean deposit and without losing a single droplet – Sunita took the entire gush of ‘sperm’ into her oral cavity.

They all setlled on the bed and Heera was snugly seated in Manju’s lap with Sunita watching both of them intently- she was yet to utter a word after the sexual odyssey got over- she crossed her legs rubbing her fingers around her pussy and reached the fingers to Heera’s mouth who eagerly licked them while growling at Manju.

Sunitha lifted her self on the bed and bent on both of them and planted her mouth on Heera’s lovely lips and for everyone to see- Manju’s spunk was lowered into Heera’s mouth drop by drop- both the women transferred the coveted precious deposit back and forth and eventually ate it- Manju and Heera tasted each other via Sunita- a new beginning in erotic explorations.

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B was frustrated because I wouldn’t play her game. “Come on. Just tell me,” she implored. We were in bed and B had asked me who I would choose if I had a “free pass” to have sex with anyone. To me, the question sounded like a trap. In my imagination a number of women jockeyed for position—movie actresses, a few porn stars—but there was no way I was going to tell B.

“I’ll tell you mine,” she finally said, realizing that I wouldn’t be giving up any names. “I’d use my free pass with D.” Who? I thought she was asking about our celebrity crushes, but I didn’t recognize this name.

B explained that D was a college classmate of hers, a guy she had always lusted after but never dated. Whenever one of them was single, it seemed the other was always in a relationship. B described him as tall, athletic, and an avid cyclist, with dark curly hair. A girl that D dated once had confided to B that he was also very nicely endowed. B said that in her dorm room at night she often fingered herself to climax imagining D’s hard cock inside her.

I can’t say I was crazy about the idea of B using a “free pass” with a guy she actually knew, as opposed to someone famous and unattainable. I allowed myself to feel the slightest twinge of jealousy.

“It would be great if D were here right now,” B sighed into my ear as I felt her take my cock in her hand beneath the covers. However jealous I felt, it was obvious that B had gotten hot thinking of her college crush, and I was always a lucky beneficiary when B was turned on. “I would love to fuck the two of you,” she growled, caressing my member.

“What would you do?” I asked, my mouth suddenly dry, as my cock started to grow. We enjoyed describing our fantasies to one another and B’s stories frequently involved a threesome, sometimes with a woman, sometimes with a man. An imaginary tryst with another guy didn’t bother me—B’s stories always succeeded in making me very horny, actually—but this was the first time she talked about us sharing a real person, rather than some fictional hottie.

B described how she would have D and I remove our clothes and masturbate in front of her. She said she would strip off her own clothes and rub her pussy while watching us jerk our cocks. As her fantasy unfolded, I could tell B was stroking herself under the covers while caressing me with her other hand. I pictured myself masturbating with another guy, our hands sliding over our dicks. Jacking off with another man wasn’t the kind of thing I would ever consider on my own, but my cock was now solid and throbbing at the idea of doing it while B watched.

“I’d kneel in front of you both so I could see your hot dicks up close. They look so good, I want to suck them. Do you want to see D’s cock in my mouth?” I stammered that I did, and B told me how she would lick the length of D’s rod before taking as much of it as she could down her throat.

“Mmmm, it tastes so good,” B moaned. She had obviously fantasized about giving D a blow job many times before.

“I want to suck him while you fuck me,” she said. As B said this, she stopped stroking and mounted me, sliding my rigid member inside of her. “I want you in my pussy while D fucks my mouth.” B began riding my pulsing meat, her juices coating my shaft and testicles, and I imagined her college crush thrusting his hard-on between her hungry lips. I felt my climax approaching, B’s frothing pussy and wild imagination driving me on.

B was growing more frenzied too, caught up in her tale of taking two cocks at once. “I—I…oh god,” she stammered. B descended on my pulsing cock, and pushed her clit hard against my pelvis. “I want you both to come on me!” she whispered. We both imagined D and I erupting in tandem, covering B with thick spurts of cum. B’s body tensed, her eyes closed, and her wet pussy pulsated around my shaft as I spurted wave after wave of hot cum inside her.

Needless to say, it was a little awkward a few months later when B told me that D had called out of the blue to ask if he could stay at her place. Apparently, D was driving through town on his way to some bike race and wanted to crash on B’s couch. She told him that she would have to check with me first.

“Sure,” I said, attempting to sound nonchalant. Notwithstanding B’s “free pass” confession, I decided that I would try to be the good boyfriend and tamp down any jealousy. I definitely wasn’t going to admit to any insecurity related to B’s fantasy threesome.

D showed up a few weeks later, a fancy bike on the roof of his car. He no longer had curly hair—it was cut close—but in all other respects he matched B’s description: bursa sınırsız escort handsome, with a lean cyclist’s physique. Worst of all, he was a really nice guy. Over dinner, D told a number of funny stories and he even did the dishes when we were finished.

Switching from wine to cocktails, we moved into the living room, D and B taking the couch while I sat in the chair nearest B. It was a warm summer evening, the windows were open and we were all clad in t-shirts and shorts. (I had noticed that B happened to be wearing an especially revealing shirt and her shortest pair of cut-offs.) We discussed our long term plans and D and B gossiped about classmates, as we emptied and refilled our glasses a few more times.

“So,” D declared, turning to me, “You must be a pretty special guy to keep this girl satisfied.”

B responded before I could. “And what do you mean by that?”

“Well, B, you kind of had a reputation as a horny little devil in college.” B’s jaw dropped and I let out a little chuckle.

“As if you would know!” B said indignantly.

D took another drink. “I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but you were pretty notorious as the serial masturbator in our dorm.” Hearing this, I could feel a smile spreading across my face as B turned bright, bright red. “Everyone noticed that you were always excusing yourself to go to your room and locking the door behind you. You’d come back ten minutes later completely flushed. Your roommate said sometimes at night you were so loud ‘petting your kitty’, you’d wake her up.”

“Some things never change,” I said. This was great. Watching B’s embarrassment was very entertaining. And I also felt myself getting a little aroused at the thought of B as a horny coed compulsively pleasuring herself.

“New topic!” B announced after taking a big gulp from her cocktail. She asked D if he was still with his old girlfriend. D said no, that they had broken up over a year ago.

“So, seeing anybody new?” B pressed, obviously curious.

“Not really,” D said. He took another long drink before saying, “Well, last summer I had sort of a thing with X…”

B almost spat out her drink with surprise. X was a man’s name.

“X was a guy who lived in our dorm!” B informed me before turning back to D. “But he’s—but you’re not—” B wrestled with this new information for a moment, finally urging D, “Come on! Details, details!”

D looked sheepish as he explained that X was also into cycling and they had stayed in touch after graduation. After D broke up with his girlfriend, he and X had arranged a cycling trip through the Northwest.

“I knew X was gay, but didn’t think he was really in to me in that way, and of course I’d never been with a guy before. I just figured two weeks of biking was better than moping around the apartment.” D took another long sip off his drink. “I guess it was Day 2, the biking was great, but I started getting a knot in my leg. After we set up camp that night, I told X my hamstring was hurting. He said that he had been taking some massage therapy classes and offered to help me work out the knot. I knew there was a good chance my leg would stiffen up overnight if I didn’t do something about it. So we got in the tent, I stripped down to my shorts and X had me lie on my stomach.”

B’s eyes were huge and she was more than a little flushed. She was hanging on D’s every word.

“Anyway, X has great hands. He got the knot out and then started working on my calves and my other thigh. After a long day of riding, it was really relaxing. He was making me feel very good and I think I might have even dozed off a little bit. Then, after a long while, he told me turn over so he could work on the front of my legs and—” D paused for another sip. “—And I realized my cock had gotten really hard. Of course, there was no hiding the boner in my bike shorts. X saw the bulge right away. And he asked if he could take care of it for me.”

B’s mouth was agape and her freckled cheeks had reddened. She was clearly turned on now, her voice dry as she asked, “Then what happened?”

“You know, I definitely hadn’t planned on it. Never been with a guy before. But I figured we were alone in the middle of nowhere, nobody else was around, and I felt like I really needed the release. So I said yes.” D got up to retrieve the pitcher and began refilling our glasses. “X pulled down my shorts and gave me an amazing blowjob. Maybe there’s something to what they say about a guy knowing what a guy wants. Anyway, I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard. ”

On saying this, I noticed D was bursa üniversiteli escort making eye contact with me. Now it was my turn to take a large embarrassed drink from my tumbler. If it weren’t for the alcohol, D probably would not be giving such an explicit account of his first gay encounter. And I couldn’t believe it, but listening to a man describe in detail getting a blow job from another guy—and watching the effect his story was having on my girlfriend—was turning me on as well.

As D was telling his story, I had noticed B shifting in her seat and subtly rubbing her thighs together. She had previously confessed to me that this was her method for gently stimulating her sensitive clit when she was horny in public and unable to touch herself. “So was that it?” B asked.

“Well, at first I thought maybe it would just be a one-off kind of thing, and X didn’t say a word about it the next day during our ride. But that evening, as soon as we set up camp, X asked if I needed another massage. I surprised myself with how quickly I said yes. By the time we got back in the tent, my dick was already hard and I could tell X was turned on too. One thing led to another and…” D paused, as if deciding whether to continue with his story. “…and we traded blowjobs.”

“Ohmigod!” B gasped, her face a mix of shock and arousal. She was really squirming in her seat now and practically salivating. “You t-traded?!”

“Yeah, I mean after he made me feel so good, it only seemed fair, right?” D smiled. “And I suppose after all the blowjobs I’d gotten over the years, I was curious what it would be like to give one. I gotta say making another guy cum was really hot. So for the rest of the trip after we were finished riding for the day, X and I would get each other off. Don’t get me wrong—I still prefer women. But I don’t regret my little vacation from being straight at all. And I wouldn’t mind doing it again if the opportunity presented itself.”

Once again, I noticed D looking at me as he said this. Now I was really self-conscious. The drinks combined with D’s hot and detailed story had caused my penis to steadily—if involuntarily—harden. I could feel it straining in my shorts, and I shifted in my seat, hoping no one would notice the unmistakable swelling in my lap.

Too late. “Wow. That story got you excited!” I heard B exclaim. I couldn’t believe she was calling attention to my erection.

But when I looked up, she was instead leering at D—an exceptionally large outline was clearly visible pushing against his shorts. Apparently the rumor that B had heard in college was true. B’s eyes were practically jumping out of her head, and I could see her erect nipples beneath the fabric of her shirt. I thought she might leap across the couch and start fucking him at any second.

“Hey, I’m not the only one,” D smiled, nodding towards me. B turned and gasped at my swollen groin. Looking like she had just won the lottery, B raised her eyes to meet mine, a huge smile on her face. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to.

She was cashing in her “free pass”.

“I think it’s time for some after-dinner entertainment,” B announced. Moving next to D on the couch, B whispered in his ear something I couldn’t hear, undoubtedly a confession of her fantasy.

D looked over to me and asked, “You okay with this?” I shrugged my consent—as if my rigid member wasn’t agreement enough—and slid over to join them on the couch.

B gave me a long and intense kiss, her hand stroking my cock through my shorts. Then she turned and did the same to D. The realization that I was about to share my girlfriend with another man hit me as I watched her hand move over the generous ridge in D’s shorts. Finally breaking off the kiss, B instructed us to remove our clothes. She wanted to “see what we’re working with.”

“Nice one, bro,” D said as I lowered my boxers and my firm cock sprang out. It felt good to free my hardness, and seeing D’s impressive rod I’m sure he was more comfortable after shedding his shorts. He was already almost fully erect, long and thick, his athletic frame making his cock appear even larger.

“Did you and X ever jerk off together?” B asked, gazing at D’s dick. He confirmed that they had, and B said that she had always wanted to watch two guys masturbating. Taking her cue, D and I began massaging our erections. As I wrapped my hand around my shaft and began caressing up and down, I looked over at D. I had never watched another guy jack off before. His technique involved forming a ring with the thumb bursa ucuz escort and forefinger around his shaft, while using his other hand to massage the underside of his scrotum.

B switched between watching D jerk himself, then me. Gradually her hands made their way down to the front of her shorts. Unbuttoning her fly, B slid her fingers into her sodden panties, using her other hand to caress her pert breasts. The three of us masturbated like that for a while, each of us getting increasingly turned on watching the others pleasure themselves.

I made a point of pacing myself, but as usual B quickly lost control. Breathing heavily, the wet noises of her fingers on her pussy clearly audible, B reached orgasm within a few minutes. She groaned loudly, her body tensing next to me on the couch. Her eyes closed, and she thrust her hips against her slick hands. D and I began jerking ourselves faster, spurred on by the intensity of B’s climax.

After taking a moment to recover, B took a penis in each hand and began stroking D and I in tandem. Seeing her masturbate D’s massive dick and feeling her sticky palm glide over my rod at the same pace was incredibly intense.

“Oooh!” B exclaimed, noticing a translucent pearl of precum seeping from the tip of my cock. Leaning over, she gently licked off the bead of nectar and swirled her tongue over the crown of my penis, all the while pumping both shafts. D watched intently and shifted even closer on the couch. Reaching over, he began running his fingers through B’s short hair and then, after a minute, gently pushing her further down onto my cock. I exhaled heavily, reveling in the sensation of B’s eager mouth taking more and more of me.

After what seemed like forever, B came up for air, a long clear strand stretching from the throbbing head of my dick to her smiling lips. Now it was D’s turn. B reoriented herself to face D’s hard purple column. I pulled her hips up so that she was on her knees with her firm ass towards me, and as I set to work peeling off her tight shorts, B took D’s massive dick in her mouth. My view was obscured, but his sigh of pleasure was unmistakable, and he placed his hands on either side of B’s head. She bobbed a few times, then turned slightly to look back at me, her freckled cheek distended as she sucked D’s engorged rod.

I was frantic to fuck her. Fragrant juices dripped from her as I smoothed the head of my cock over her labia and then not-so-gently thrust inside. I always loved the feeling of taking B doggy-style, surging deep into her soft wetness. But this time I drove into her with a fresh urgency, propelling her forward—further onto D’s dick. With each of my thrusts, they both moaned, B’s lips easing steadily down D’s shaft.

B had been less than enthusiastic about fellatio when we first started dating, but over time had developed a real knack. Now, she was eagerly working her mouth over another man’s dick as I filled her from behind. After what seemed like a pleasurable eternity, D looked at me and announced that he was about to cum.

“Mm!” B exclaimed. Sliding her lips off of D’s dick for a moment, she insisted, “Come on me—both of you.”

B reached up and began to massage the length of D’s cock with both hands, and it only took a few strokes before he detonated. As the first wave of D’s hot fluid filled her mouth, B let out a muffled but ecstatic sigh, and I felt her pussy contract around me. Her body went taut and she shuddered with a second orgasm, as D threw his head back and released more of his cream. Watching D cum in my girlfriend’s mouth, feeling her lose control, it was too much. As B’s pussy continued to spasm, I withdrew my throbbing pole, intent on adding my cum to D’s sticky load.

B turned to face me just as D released yet another arc of ejaculate, painting a line of semen across her cheek. B looked up at me, smiling in satisfaction, a creamy trail sliding down her chin. God, she looked so hot.

Taking my crown in her already full mouth, B urgently pumped my shaft, providing the last bit of friction needed to send me over the edge. My hips bucked forward and I let out a low grunt of pleasure as I released my pent-up load, feeling it coursing out of me. Looking down, I watched as my cock pulsed between B’s lips. Even more frothy white surged from the corners of her mouth. Next to me, D continued to wring spurts of hot fluid from his twitching member on to B’s face, neck and breasts. We continued like this until we were all spent, B cooing in satisfaction as she spread the miasma of sweat and semen over her skin.

I collapsed onto the couch, my head reeling, trying to process what had just happened. I heard D mumble his appreciation for our “hospitality,” before he stumbled off to the guest room. B leaned over and kissed me hard, the thick saltiness still on her mouth.

After only a moment’s consideration, coming up with some candidates for my own “free pass” seemed like a very good idea.

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I’d slept with clients before, but it never got this out of hand.

As an interior designer, I’m often the pet of a wealthy matron and this case started out no differently. I should stress that I don’t seek out these unions, but I’m single and straight and male. Those are my excuses. Take it or leave it.

Todd and Karen hired me to fix up a small rental unit they owned and that they were now giving to their recently married daughter, Beth. We’d worked together on their three story town house and their 12 room summer “cottage”. Now they were calling me in on something that was not up to my usual fare, but as a “favor” to established clients, I looked at the place and gave my fee. Todd reminded me to keep it cheap and then left to a business meeting.

Karen and I stayed behind to discuss the “theme”. It didn’t take me long to realize that Karen had misgivings about her daughter getting married.

“Can you see me as a grandmother?”

“Well,” I said diplomatically, “a surprisingly youthful and beautiful one.”

I wasn’t lying. Karen was gorgeous in a refined elite way. She was petite and slight, but with a full bosom usually held behind well-fitted jackets. Her pants-suit framed her ass well and gave the impression that nothing was sagging. I knew from earlier conversations that she visited the gym regularly. Add to her fine figure a professional manicure and hairstyle, and you can imagine that I was faced by quite the cougar asking me if I thought she was attractive.

“Karen?” I asked, not answering her question directly but jumping straight to the point,”Is everything okay at home?”

She just smiled.

We moved about the house discussing the kitchen (full makeover), the bathroom (should we leave this as is?–no.), the living room and the bedrooms.

“This should be the master bedroom,” I was proposing,” with the exit to the balcony and good evening light.”

Karen just stared at the ratty double bed that had been left there.

“We’ll replace that of course.” I commented misreading her thoughts.

“This is where they’ll fuck.”

What could I say?

“His young stiff cock will stay hard and pummel her for hours.”

Karen stared a bit more and then broke the tense silence with a laugh, took me by the arm and led me out the door.

“I’m sorry you heard that, I’ve become a bit obsessed lately.”

“Obsessed or horny?”

“Both.”

I prepared plans within a few days and set a time to go over them. As had become our custom during our previous projects, Karen invited me over for a working dinner. Her hobby was cooking and I was always treated to a culinary delight as we reviewed my drawings.

That we were alone with Todd out of the country for three days was not unusual. That Karen served wine was also not altogether out of sync. But when she opened the door in a sleeveless red dress that left little cleavage to the imagination, I had to apologize for wearing jeans.

“Don’t worry, we’ll take them off later,” she said matter-of-factly, turning to hang my coat, and the discussion ended there.

Everything, went smoothly. She liked what I’d done, adding a few pragmatic points. I enjoyed her cooking and said as much. We were sitting opposite one another at their small breakfast table, set for just the two of us. As I threw my napkin onto the table and thought to get up, I felt Karen’s bare foot push up the leg of my jeans.

“Are you ready for desert?”

Karen was staring darkly into my eyes and running her tongue across her ruby red lips. At the same time her hands crossed over her chest each reaching the opposite shoulder and throwing aside the stringy shoulder straps they found there.

“Come, Terry, I want to show you something.” She stood and came to my side of the table, taking my hand in hers. Her dress slid down and one breast popped out. I admired her bare aureole and pert nipple, but this was not what she’d meant to show me.

Instead, she led me by the hand, seemingly oblivious to the fact that her dress was falling off. By the time we reached the staircase, she had to step out of the dress, but long before that it was clear she had nothing else on. I climbed the stairs behind one of the most beautiful behinds I had ever seen and was straining my eyes to glimpse her vagina between her thighs. When we entered her room, lit by several dozen candles, she turned to me and let me see it all.

“Let me ask you again Terry, do you really find this old lady attractive?”

“Stop calling yourself ‘old’.” I reproached as I simultaneously leaned in to kiss my shameless matron of the month.

Karen made short work of my shirt, and opened my jeans up just enough to pull out my cock and start sucking. She was doing a fine job at it too.

I’m well built, keeping in shape at the gym and on various job sites. I look rather the outdoors man, not a look you often find in my more genteel line of work. But people appreciate my no-nonsense approach to design. Occasionally, like Karen, they appreciate my 8-inch long and rather thick cock.

I escort bayan came rather quickly down Karen’s throat. Her sucking was fantastic and I enjoyed pinching her nipples and watching her dark hair bob up and down along my shaft. I gave her no warning, but she swallowed my ejaculation like a pro. Then she got up and helped me remove the rest of my clothes.

“How did that feel?”

“Terrific.”

“Ready to return the favor?”

“Is the muffin warmed up?”

“Warm and moist.”

Indeed it was.

Need I go into the graphic details? We aren’t teenagers romping all over the mattress at every angle. Rather two adults, some ten years apart in age. I crossed forty a couple years back and Karen must be mid-fifties though she’s far better looking than my miserable ex-wife. She sucked me while I stood, then I kneeled to eat out her cunt. Stroking myself hard as I nibbled at her large clit I was eventually able to penetrate. We fucked missionary style for a few minutes and then I pulled her on top. She wasn’t comfortable with that the first few times we fucked, but got used to the idea eventually. By our fourth “work-session” she asked to try doggie style, and liked it.

If we did anything kinky, it was when her daughter’s new bed arrived at the apartment. As with all deliveries, I was there to make sure we got the right product and that no damage was done. The delivery team left me to unwrap the plastic wrap and Karen found me there with sheets and towels in her arms. Fucking on her daughter’s wedding bed meant nothing to me, but Karen had an intense orgasm and didn’t want to stop. When I couldn’t go on any more, she pulled a dildo out of her bag and proceeded to fuck her ass. I made a mental note to try and get in that hole myself.

I actually enjoyed the wedding, where I met Karen’s daughter for the first time. The bride thanked me for her fantastic new apartment and Todd jokingly reprimanded me for not keeping to the budget. Karen looked suddenly ashamed as I briskly shook Todd’s hand. He was beaming with pride and had no clue I was fucking his wife almost weekly. I didn’t think he’d care (as long as no one found out). I enjoyed myself, but left early. Karen caught me on the way out and asked if we could slow down a bit. I smiled a knowing smile and told her that she could call, but I wouldn’t call her.

Daniel looked me up and down and whistled, making a fuss at seeing me dressed up in a suit.

“Just came from a wedding.”

Daniel’s the manager at my regular bar. It’s where I go to grab a beer and a sandwich when I don’t feel like going home alone. The chances of meeting a bed-partner there are slim, indeed almost non-existent. On the other hand, there are a lot of friendly people who enjoy drink, good rock-n-roll, some pool and conversation. We’re an older crowd, but the live music shows draw a younger crowd that helps to liven up the place. Tonight was such a night.

I held court at my end of the bar having fallen into an interesting conversation with an ex-Marine and a tourist from Ireland. I also briefly flirted with one of the regular bar-flies. Around one in the morning I was pretty pickled and thinking about heading home. The band was winding down and most of the crowd had faded into the woodwork.

Just then two boisterous young ladies in matching dresses stumbled into the bar. From the color of their chiffon, I knew instantly that we’d come from the same wedding. These two bridesmaids however, had spent more time at the open bar than I had, and were barely standing as they slipped into a booth.

Daniel raised his eyebrows and went over to take their order, but more likely to tell them that he couldn’t serve them. In a flash he was back by my side.

“Terry, get this. They want their gowns covered in spunk and just want to suck dick!”

“Why don’t I watch the bar while you take them upstairs?”

“Could you do that?”

“Enjoy yourself.”

As I said, Dan’s Place isn’t the kind of establishment at which you’d expect to find hedonistic orgies taking place, but it is a bar, and people do come in looking to let loose. I could sympathize with the young girls’ desire to violate their pristine dresses worn for one day only, but didn’t want to partake of the promising offer. I would have felt old and awkward. Better to let the young have their fun.

Daniel took the girls upstairs to the office where some of us regulars occasionally went to smoke weed. Derrik, the band’s drummer, followed them up assuming that was what awaited. He got a pleasant surprise.

Some twenty minutes later two smiling men and two giggling girls came back down to the bar.

“These girls are pretty wild, man.” Daniel whispered to me. I could tell from his mood that he was going to be irresponsible and let the two girls drink. After the bar closed, he even offered some smoke. There are nights like that at Dan’s place. Nights I know I should go home after two beers, but stay for a third and don’t get home ’till three in the morning. Party nights, when a group bursa vip escort of fun-loving kids makes this forty-plus year old feel twenty-five again. These two girls were working their happy magic, going off at the mouth about the wedding, speculating what positions the new couple was fucking in right now, pointing to the cum stains on their dresses and flashing tit to whomever wanted to see. The brunette sucked at least three more cocks. Derrik meanwhile, was working hard on the tall blond, eventually getting her to go home with him. When Daniel closed up, it was just him and me and the chubby brunette named Cheryl who’d passed out on the bar.

“Can you drive man?”

“No, I’ll take a cab.”

“I walk home, but what do we do with the slut?”

“Cheryl!,” I yelled, nudging her and trying to wake her up. She merely mumbled. “Cheryl! Where do you live?!” She barely stirred.

“I can call the cops, but I hate to do that to her.”

“I’ll take her home, Dan, maybe she’ll come to, and if not, then in the morning. But you back me up if they accuse me of kidnapping!”

“Does she have a purse or anything?”

“I take it you didn’t think to check ID?”

“C’mon man. You saw what happened. I tried to get them out of here.”

“Well she’s got tattoos, so she can’t be underage.”

“Not by too much anyway.”

“I’ll take her home, you can sleep it off in the morning.”

“Thanks man, I’ll help you grab a cab.”

The cool night air woke Cheryl up a bit and she promptly puked in the gutter. The stains on her dress were no longer just semen.

In the cab Cheryl asked to go home with me as she couldn’t go home in this state. My hunch was correct, and Cheryl let me know that she was indeed the bride’s baby sister, and only 19. When I told her who I was, she said she’d heard talk of me; that her mom recommended me to all their friends and her dad said I was too expensive. Daniel’s hunch was also correct, she was a slut, and half-consciously felt about my crotch.

Arriving home, I suggested she take a shower and sober up then sleep on the couch. I myself went into my room and passed out on my bed. Around five in the morning I woke up and got undressed. My clothes stank of beer and cigarettes and I just wanted to get them off and get me under the sheets, I’d pretty much forgotten about Cheryl. Sometime after that, I became aware of someone getting into bed with me and somehow registered that it must be Cheryl. I reached down to check my balls and realized I was naked. Still the momentary panic wasn’t enough to wake me up. I just rolled away.

At 10:08am I opened my eyes and noted the late hour on my alarm clock. Cheryl was sucking my dick. Soon she mounted me and I took in her 19 year old body. Heavy breasts like her mother’s, but chubbier around the waist. Her pubic area was shaved and she had a tattoo of a little devil just over her bikini line. She also had tatts on her breast, shoulder-blade and arm. She was a wild one all right.

Cheryl rode me in silence for a while and I watched as her face slowly grimaced into an orgasm. She was basically masturbating with me as a dildo. She rocked back and forth and used her hands to stimulate her clit and breast. Only when the pleasure grew too strong did she fall over me and beg me to fuck her hard. I’m in shape, but after a night of drinking I found the upward thrusts difficult, plus I had a fat tit in my mouth which limited my breathing. So I was rather relieved that she came quickly and rolled off me.

“Sorry, man, I needed that.”

“My pleasure.”

“C’mon and fuck me. Don’t you want to cum?”

“I do and I don’t.”

“Fuck the ‘I know your parents shit’, you already fucked that up. Just get on and ride, but don’t cum inside me.”

She was pretty passive for a bit, but then grabbed my hard-on and helped me decide. I mounted her, spreading her hefty thighs apart and buried my dick in her bare pussy. I banged her hard and fast ’till I couldn’t hold out any longer and came in ropes over her stomach and chest. What little landed on her lips, she licked up.

“Mind if I sleep in a bit longer Terry?”

“Be my guest”, I called back to her as I headed off to the shower.

Cheryl stayed for two more days, then disappeared. I enjoyed the teenage sex which became more lively once we were both recovered from our hangovers. She had this idea that we had to have sex in every room of the house. I was happy it’s a small flat.

I’d almost forgotten the whole episode when a few months later Karen called me up. Todd had bought a new unit to rent out. Something in one of the new towers that had gone up last year. Could I look at it and give her some ideas?

This time I really felt like a gigolo. I refused to take my hourly fee. The place was brand spanking new and was to be rented out. So what did they need an interior designer for?

Yes I fucked Karen. Twice in fact, once in each bedroom which made me think of Cheryl and her little game. I also made a point of fucking her up bursa elit escort the ass. When I came we fell apart, huffing and puffing beside each other on the bed.

“Enjoy may ass, Terry?”

“I’m surprised that you took it so well.”

“I’ve been practicing.”

“With Todd or your dildo.”

“Well, some with the dildo, but — and no offense Terry — I took on a new lover.”

“A young stud?”

“He’s actually older than me, but fucks like a teenager. I think he takes viagra or something.”

“Married?”

“Widower.”

“And Todd doesn’t know?”

“Fuck Todd. He’s gay. Hasn’t come out of the closet or anything, but I know he sucks dick at his squash club and golf club and anywhere else he can get some. Wouldn’t be surprised if he bought some young cock every now and again. If he thinks fucking me for ten minutes once every six weeks is going to keep me down on the farm, he has another thing coming.”

“I guess he does.”

“I’m going to fake the lease on this apartment.”

“What does that mean?”

“I handle the rentals, depositing the checks and so on. I’m going to put in a fake tenant and write myself checks under a false name. Todd thinks the income is going into Cheryl’s — thats my youngest daughter, you’ve never met — trust fund, but it won’t and he’ll never notice it missing.”

“Won’t Cheryl?”

“She doesn’t even know she has a trust fund. She was a beautiful child, but grew into a real bitch. Not nice to say about your own flesh and blood, but she returned our kindnesses with a foul mouth and bad behavior. We’ve had to send her into rehabilitation twice, but it does no good. She got tattoos all over her body, sleeps around, and disgraces us at any opportunity. You missed the scene she put on at Beth’s wedding, getting drunk and dirty-dancing with her good for nothing cousin Amy. And that after Beth insisted they not be left out of the wedding party. What an embarrassment. Todd had the manager call them a cab and kick them out. She didn’t show up at home for three days. Can you imagine where she’d been?”

I wanted to say something right then. I should have, had to have. How would it look later if Karen found out about our tryst and then remembered telling me and that I’d acted dumb? But dumb I acted. Karen “moved into” her new downtown pad where she entertained her widower friend and occasionally yours truly. But thankfully, that too drifted on, and almost into blissful forgetfulness.

I answered the phone on the seventh ring and was out of breath from running up the stairs to my apartment.

“Terry?”

“Yeah…hi…one minute.”

“Did I call at a bad time.”

“No, just got in, hold on… who is this please?”

“Terry hi, this is Beth Radison, Karen Radison’s daughter. You were at my wedding a year ago?”

“Yes, Beth. How can I help you.”

“I was wondering if you’d seen Cheryl.”

“Who?.. Oh! Cheryl. Your sister?”

“Yeah, have you seen her?”

“No, not at all. Why would I?”

“Well she told me she’d slept at your place after the wedding.”

“She told you that?”

“Yeah… don’t worry I didn’t tell mom.”

“I feel bad about not telling your mother, but I wanted to respect Cheryl’s wishes.”

“I agree. Cheryl said you found her drunk and let her sober up.”

“That’s right. I heard she went into rehab later on.”

“Yeah.. she was doing great, but she dropped off the radar a few days ago. I thought she might have sought you out.”

“No, I’m not sure she would even remember where I live. She was here just the once.”

“Well, sorry to bother you, but you’ll call if you hear anything?”

“Yeah sure.”

“Don’t call my parents, just me.”

“Understood.”

“Um, Terry, can I ask you another favor?”

“If I can help.”

“Um, I don’t think my mother told you, but I signed up to study interior design.”

“Is that right?” Shit, more competition.

“Um, yeah, and I need to put together a portfolio. I have some things, but… could I ask you to come over and help me present them properly?”

“Well, I’d be happy to help, but why not bring them here?”

“Oh, yeah, I could do that.”

Beth came over two nights later. Cheryl had called, she told me. She had hitched a ride out to California.

We went over her portfolio, and to my honest surprise, she had potential.

“Do you think I’ll get in?”

“It’s hard to say.”

“Tell me honestly.”

“You’re showing a lot of potential here, and in a number of mediums. Your stuff looks technical, like you took a course or something –“

“I did the course at the Tech school last year.”

“Right. So it’s technical, but reserved. Not a lot of passion there. This one drawing here, and I pointed to one that she hadn’t shown me but was among her papers, this one has something. Like you let yourself go and expressed yourself.”

Beth laughed, “That one Cheryl did. It was her wedding card to me.”

“Well, Cheryl certainly likes to let go.”

“Does it have to mean getting drunk or high though?”

“Not at all. ‘High on life’ right? The best are just honest with themselves, but that kind of honesty can leave you on the edge. Look at me, divorced, kids don’t talk to me. Why? Because I expressed myself too openly, too honestly, without civility or manners.”

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Handyman Chronicles Ch. 04

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Brooke crawled toward me as I sat in the plush chair, spent from our wild session with Marco, my hole aching in pleasure and my cock still rock hard. I hadn’t cum in our last session, being the one giving most of the pleasure to Marco’s massive tool, and Brooke was more than willing to help me with my stiff problem. Brooke licked up my shaft, turned over the top, and took my whole length down her throat, rubbing her tongue along the bottom. I relaxed, sat back, and let her do her thing for a few minutes, enjoying the view of the top of her head bouncing up and down on my shaft. I can’t say Brooke was as good with a cock in her mouth as I was at the time, but she was pretty damn close. She was obviously enjoying herself, and I let her do the work for awhile longer, listening for Marco coming back to join us, but he seemed to be taking his time getting cleaned up.

After a few minutes of Brooke working my cock, I decided my mouth needed something to occupy it. I gripped Brooke’s head and guided her up and down a few more times on my cock, holding her down the last time and forcing my dick hard down her throat. She gagged but went along with it, and after a few seconds I released her and pulled her mouth off my spit-covered shaft.

I gripped her arms and pulled her up until she was straddling me, and let her think for a moment that she was going to get to ride my cock. But I had other plans for that delicious pussy of hers. I was still sitting upright bursa escort bayan in the chair, and in one swift movement, I swung the top half of her body off to my left side, grabbed her legs and swung them up toward my head, then lifted one leg over my head, placing my face directly behind her pussy and asshole. I reached down and lifted her upper body up, swinging her around until we were a sort of sitting 69 position, her pussy in front of my face and my cock upright and pointing directly at her. Without a word I reached down and grabbed her head, moved it directly over my cock and pushed her down onto it, my cock sliding in until balls deep. Feeling I had made my point clear, I turned my attention to her other holes.

I started with her ass, repaying her for the rimming she gave me earlier. I licked and prodded, occasionally sticking my tongue deep into her hole, enjoying every second of it while simultaneously enjoying her slobbering and moaning on my cock and balls. After a few minutes of poking at her hole, I began to slowly make why way toward her soaking wet pussy. Working my way around the edge, at first, I slowly crept toward her pussy lips, gently sliding my tongue between them and tongue-fucking her pussy like I just had her ass. She began to moan and shake as I worked my tongue inside her. As I slowly moved my way up toward her clit I could tell she was about ready to explode. It only took a few light flicks bursa anal yapan escort with the tip of my tongue and she began to cum harder than I had yet seen her. She shook and ground her pussy into my face, pulling her mouth off my cock and letting out a barely muffled scream of ecstasy. I continued lightly playing with her clit, and working my way down into her pussy while she came down from her orgasm. As she finished cumming, I couldn’t resist diving into her asshole one more time, and as I stuck my tongue inside her she quivered one last time and, not being able to take any more, half climbed and half fell off me.

Suddenly I heard a loud, slow clapping, and looked up to see Marco standing in the doorway to the living room, naked but for the towel around his waist, a large tent poking out the front. I looked up at him and smiled, and said “Your girl has some talent.”

“She certainly does,” he said, glancing down at Brooke, now in a pile on the floor, chest and gorgeous breasts heaving from our romping.

“Holy shit,” was all she could say.

“Looks like someone’s ready for another round,” I said, gesturing to Marco’s massive cock hiding beneath his towel. I was ready for another round as well, and seeing that cock ready and waiting made me want it inside me again. I glanced out at the balcony, and noticed the sun had set since we began our fun. The balcony was fairly secluded, bursa rus escort with walls on both sides blocking the neighbors’ view.

“You know,” I said, “I had a girlfriend in college who said the best and hottest sex she ever had was a guy with a big cock fucking her from behind while she leaned up against the balcony of a hotel, looking out at the city. Combination of a great cock, good position, and being partially exposed to the elements and the city…. I know this isn’t a hotel, but that’s a really nice balcony and an incredible cock…” I trailed off as I got off the chair and walked toward the porch. I opened the sliding door and walked to the balcony, taking in their impressive city view. A few seconds later I heard footsteps behind me, then a thud that sounded like someone dropping to their knees. I spread my feet apart to give better access to whoever was behind me – I had not expected Brooke to be on her feet again, but I also could not imagine Marco giving a rim job, alpha male that he was. I resisted looking back, though, and instead waited until I felt gentle hands grip my cheeks and pull them apart, exposing my hole, once again ready and waiting. I knew now it was Brooke, and soon felt her soft tongue prodding and licking my hole once again.

This only lasted for a few seconds, just enough to get it wet, before I heard heavier footsteps behind me and Marco’s voice saying, “That’s good enough, babe, we know he can take it without much effort.” I shivered at the thought of once again having Marco’s amazing cock inside me, and I straightened my back, pushing my ass out to him. Next thing I knew I felt his cockhead on my hole, and heard Marco’s voice saying, “Let’s see if that slut girlfriend of yours was right.” Then he started pushing….

TBC

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Great Loop Ch. 14

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This set of stories are meant to be read as chapters in a book. If you haven’t read the previous chapters of the Great Loop, I recommend you do to better understand the characters.

All characters are fictional. Obviously, many of the place locations are real.

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Sorry for the delay in this chapter. Family, holidays and other issues reduced the time available for writing. Please enjoy this chapter.

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I was waiting for my baggage at O’Hare International Airport when I felt 4 arms wrapping around my back. It was Jill and BJ. They were laughing and we hugged and kissed as we waited. Eventually all my bags were accounted for and we left for the girls house.

Back at the house, it wasn’t long before we were all naked and reacquainting ourselves with each others body. After a rousing session of sex, we spent time catching up on all that had happened since we last saw each other. Jill was almost done with her continuing education classes for her Physical Therapy License, BJ had been promoted to a supervisory position, and I, of course, had sold the business.

When I had called the marina and told them I’d like Second Chance back in the water by April 15 they had no problems. Most of the maintenance had already been completed. I would need a few days to get everything organized on the boat and I wanted to take it for a test run before entering the Illinois River and continuing my trip. While back on Long Island for the winter, I had spent time planning this summers boating. I set a goal of departing on May 1 and reaching the Gulf of Mexico by Christmas. To start the trip, I had to get to the Illinois River from Lake Michigan. The scenic route would take me right through downtown Chicago which would be really cool, however, you have to be able to pass under a 17 foot high bridge. Since my boat is 18ft – 8 inches high with the radio antenna down, that wasn’t an option for me. I had to go south of Chicago to what’s called the Cal-Sag route.

Since it was early April, Jill arranged time away from the club. We used the tickets she gave me for Christmas and toured the Oak Park historical district of Chicago. We got lucky and the day our tickets were for was a beautiful spring day. The trees were starting to bloom, the sky was blue, and the sun was shining. The tour started at Wright’s first house where he lived with his wife and children. Next door was his studio where he and his staff developed some of his most famous structures. The most fascinating room in the house, to me, was the playroom. It has a barrel-vaulted ceiling that is 15 feet high, the windows are at the height of a child, and above the fireplace is a mural that is based on The Arabian Nights. The studio was also interesting, especially the way he used windows and light.

After touring the home and studio, we took a guided walking tour of the area and saw seven other homes he had designed. Fortunately, the group consisted of only 6 people. I say fortunately because I seemed to monopolize the guide with questions. It was a wonderful day. While taking the walking tour, two houses were of real interest to me, the Frank Thomas and Arthur Heurtley houses. I told Jill that I would like to come back and tour them also if we had an opportunity. I also told her that I wanted to tour the Frederick C. Robie house. She said the Heurtley house is a private home (I missed that during the guided tour – duh) and does not offer tours. She would see what she could do about the others.

A week later, we were touring the Thomas and Robie homes. I thought to myself, she must have some pretty good contacts.

After the boat was in the water, we took the totes down to the marina and began organizing the boat. I brought my clothes down, except for what I needed around town, and put them on board. I had to rethink how I organized the closet because Jill would have her clothes as well. I hoped not too many. I also checked out all the maintenance work I had had done. All appeared well. I started watching the weather closer so we could take the boat out for a day and check everything out.

Towards the end of April, a window of opportunity appeared and I asked the girls if they wanted to go for a boat ride. Both got excited. BJ would have to arrange for the day off which would be difficult because she was in the middle of tax season, but Jill was getting ready to leave the club for the summer so that wouldn’t pose a problem. When the day arrived, we were at the boat early. Jill showed BJ around while I started the engine and let it warm up, I pulled fenders, thru off the lines and eased out of the slip. I pulled over to the fuel dock and topped off the fuel tanks and put water in the water tank. Slowly, we left the harbor, motored past Navy Pier and headed for open water.

There weren’t many boats on the water because it was early in the season and the water was still cold. Also, it was a week day. After the engine was up to temperature and bursa escort running smoothly, I had Jill take the helm and I went below to check for leaks and other potential problems. I didn’t find any. The sun was warm and after we got out from the coast a ways, BJ pulled off her top and enjoyed the sun on her bare boobs. Jill wasn’t far behind her. They certainly can be a distraction. After about 4 hours, we headed back to the slip, tied off, secured the boat, and headed for home. BJ said, “Now I understand the fascination Jill had with being on the water. I’m definitely going to join you for a week or two this summer. The rolling of the boat and the sun on my boobs got me all wet between my legs. Are you going to do anything about that, Jim?”

“I think I can handle that task. I may need some help from Jill though.”

Back at the house, it wasn’t long before Jill and I were licking BJ’s legs and pussy. She had a massive orgasm. Jill and I shared an orgasm as well and then we all slept together in Jill’s bed.

We only had a week before my planned departure. Jill had sorted out her clothes and I was pleasantly surprised that she didn’t try to bring her entire wardrobe. She would be traveling light. I also wanted to use the tickets Jill had given me to visit Taliesin in southern Wisconsin before we left and Jill wanted to spend a day with her mother before we left.

Jill was able to get the date for our tickets to Taliesin changed and we headed north to Spring Green, Wisconsin. Once again we lucked out with the weather. Sunny and warm. It was a great day for touring the 600 acre estate. I was surprised to learn that the estate is privately owned and only guided tours are allowed. Normally, they start May 1, but Jill had done some magic and we had a private guided tour. Wright was forced to leave Chicago with his mistress and went to Taliesin. There the story gets complicated but is worth reading about.

Later in the week, we went to see Jill’s mom. I tagged along even though I didn’t want to. Her mom was a nice lady, but seemed perpetually sad. There were two casket trifold flags in the living room on the mantle. One belonged to Jill’s dad and the other to her brother. I didn’t know the story behind them but waited to we got in the car before asking about them. As we were leaving, Jill’s mom said to me, “take good care of my daughter. She’s all I have left.” I promised I would.

Back in the car, I asked Jill, “What was she talking about, you’re all she has left and what’s the story about the tri-folds?”

“Those flags are from my dads and brothers military funerals. Dad was a career Army man and died in Iraq. It broke mom’s heart. Two years later, Tommy, my brother and a Navy Seal, didn’t survive a mission. We don’t know what happen because the mission remains classified. That almost killed mom. They’re both buried at Arlington Cemetery. My mom visits them every Memorial Day. I used to go with her, but don’t anymore. She spends the day talking to them, crying, and it isn’t very much fun. I imagine the markers have tear stains on them. I remember the funerals. I cried and cried at my dad’s and all I could think about was not going to the planetarium with my dad any more. I was in college”.

“Tommy and I were the closest of friends. I was the only person he allowed to call him Tommy. We confided every thing in each other. Whenever we wrestled or shot hoops, he always let me win. The only sport he wouldn’t let me win was swimming. We raced at the club all the time. I almost beat him a couple of times and he just laughed at me. He intimidated many of the boys that would come over to take me out on a date. Most of them didn’t ask me out again. He was both very protective and very supportive of me. I loved being seen with him when he was in his dress uniform. He was so handsome. Didn’t you notice the picture in my bedroom? It is of my dad in his dress uniform next to my brother in his dress uniform. They are also side by side in their fatigues with their weapons and other battle gear. I miss both of them, wish I could change things, but I can’t, so have moved on. I think they’d both agree with that. So, I’m my mom’s only child. She would die if anything happened to me. If she had her way, I would be living at home with her and she would be way over protective of me. I do try to see her once a week when I’m in Chicago. When I told her I was going with you, she cried and was worried she wouldn’t see me again. I told her I would call her every week and come home when I got the chance.”

She had tears in her eyes. I said, “Hey, I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”

I hugged her close and then we drove back to her place. I immediately went to her room to look at the photos of her dad and brother. They looked like fine men. I said a quiet thank you to both of them. Jill came in, slipped an arm around me and we just stood there for a couple of minutes without saying anything.

That night, we made love with bursa escort bayan passion and joy. I think we were both glad to be alive and with each other. BJ was still working all hours finishing up taxes.

The next two days were hectic as we finished getting the boat ready, Jill took care of some last minute things and chased down the status of her Physical Therapy license. Our last night at Jill’s, I took BJ and Jill out to dinner. After dinner it was all out sex. BJ wanted to “store up until I see you again.” We ate her pussy, sucked her nipples, fingered her, fucked her and gave her several orgasms before we all fell asleep. The next morning, was a tearful goodbye for Jill and BJ and I got a passionate hug from BJ before she left for work. She was going to pick up Jill’s car at the marina later in the week, so we made sure she had a set of keys.

Finally, we were off. It was great to be on the boat again, and even better to be on the boat with Jill. We headed south to the Cal-Sag route. As we left the lake, I realized that for the next 7 or so months, I would be on rivers or man-made lakes. I wouldn’t see open water again until I got to the Gulf. I explained this to Jill, but she was excited to be underway and looking forward to seeing all the sights along the rivers.

We eventually merged with where the Chicago route would have taken us and the next obstacle was ‘The Bridge’. It was about 3 miles down river. ‘The Bridge’ is a fixed bridge that is 19′ 1″ above the water. If you can’t clear it, you have to make a U-turn and you can’t complete the Loop. My boat is 18′ – 8″ so I should clear it with inches to spare. As we approached the bridge, I slowed to as slow as I could go, lowered the radio antenna, took a deep breath and proceeded under the bridge with no problems. Next up was a huge sign saying “DANGER” that warned we were entering the US Coast Guards’ Electric Asian Carp Barrier Field. This barrier creates an electric field that shocks the fish and prevents them from getting to the Great Lakes. We were required to wear a Type 1 PFD while transiting this barrier.

Asian Carp are huge fish that weigh as much as 150 pounds and start jumping out of the water at the sound of a passing boat. After we got south of the barrier, we got into a group of these fish and they started jumping. A few landed on the bow and slid back into the water, but I can’t imagine how much damage they could do to a smaller boat or a person if one were to be hit by a carp.

After clearing this area, we settled down to cruising the water way. Only 297 miles on the Illinois River to the mighty Mississippi. We stopped for lunch at a restaurant that had docks and walked around a little before continuing on down river. Brandon Road lock was the first lock that we came to. These locks were much larger than the locks on the Erie Canal because of all the barge traffic on the river. This was also Jill’s first experience at locking thru. She was nervous, excited and full of nervous energy as we approached the lock and rode the water to the new level. As the water lowered, the clams that were attached to the walls would spray water as they equalized pressure. Jill thought they were pissing on her until I explained what was happening. Then she laughed it off. We spent the night tied to a sea wall. Together, we enjoyed a drink and a light dinner before heading for bed. Jill called her mother and BJ and told them of the days events and the locking thru experience. As we undressed for bed, Jill put her arms around my neck and kissed me with passion. Afterwards she said, “I am soooooo glad we are doing this! Now, make love to me.” Most of the time I do as I’m told, and this was one of them.

The next day, we woke with our usual round of oral sex and then headed on down river. Jill would have stopped at every little community we passed if I’d have let her, but we needed to move along. We passed under the Interstate 55 bridge and passed the Kankakee River. Coming up were the Dresden Island lock and the Marseille lock. Sometimes we got lucky and was able to enter the lock after a short wait, other times, we circled and waited longer for our turn to enter the lock.

We spent the night at Starved Rock Marina that had all the services we needed. We ate dinner at the Captains Cove Restaurant and then Jill called her mother and BJ to tell them about our day. We met other Loopers that made suggestions for places to stay, eat, and sights to see. The conversations also included kids, grandkids, and the typical where you from, what do/did you do, etc. Jill was enjoying it immensely. In bed that night, Jill rode me cowgirl and reverse cowgirl style as we pleasured each other.

The next morning, I woke to Jill stroking my morning wood and kissing me. We pleasured each other before having some coffee and moving on. I can’t say it enough, there is no better way to start the day! The day was rainy with thunder storms in the bursa bayan escort area. There was also a cool breeze blowing so we stayed at the inside bridge as we motored along. Jill would occasionally rub my cock thru my pants and I would cop a feel of her braless boobs in return. The traffic was light on the river with some barge traffic, so we did have to pay attention to what was happening around us. We were also seeing a lot of Bald Eagles. I got my new camera out and started taking pictures while Jill was at the helm.

As we cruised down the river, we stopped at a variety of interesting towns and villages and took in the sights and local food. Jill is even more social than I am and really enjoyed meeting new people and kids. She had a way with everyone that made it easy to talk to her. We met a lot of interesting people with all different kinds of stories to tell. I kept thinking I needed to write these stories down and maybe someday write a book, but it never happened. One couple we met had their 3 children with them and had been living on the boat for 2 years. They were doing the great loop in the opposite direction from us. The mother was home schooling the kids, dad was a writer and could work from the boat, mom had some sort of business where she did free lance editing, proof reading, typing and office services that allowed her to work from the boat as well. The kids were 14, 12, and 9 and were all very well spoken, intelligent, and polite. I enjoyed asking them questions and learning just how much better educated they were than many public school kids.

As we got closer to Peoria, I started watching for the Illinois Valley Yacht Club. I needed to stop there to fuel up since that was the last place for diesel fuel until Grafton and the Mississippi River. After finding the club, we filled our fuel tanks, pumped out our dirty water tanks, got fresh water and enjoyed another evening meeting new people, having a few drinks and then going to dinner with some of our new friends. My computers screen saver file was growing with each stop as I continued to add photos of people we met.

We got to Peoria and found the Peoria Transient Marina that a Looper had told us about. The docking rates were great and the water front was outstanding. There were restaurants, a museum, and a theater within easy walking distance. We had a choice of restaurants, picked a seafood one and had an enjoyable dinner. Back at the boat, we enjoyed a glass of wine before heading for bed and a wonderful night of pleasure. Jill has the most wonderful skin. Smooth, firm, and very enjoyable to kiss, touch, lick and even rub a cock on. I couldn’t get enough of it that night, Finally she pleaded with me to fuck her and I did making her cum several times before I dumped a bucket full of spunk in her pussy. We kissed some more before falling asleep.

We spent another day in Peoria, walked around the Peoria Riverfront Museum, checked out the theater, ate at a different restaurant and then explored some more. Back at the boat we had a happy hour with some fellow boaters and then went to a steak house for dinner as a group. That night, Jill climbed on top of me and used every four letter word she could think of as we both came together.

We settled into a routine. The morning started with blow jobs and pussy eating. Breakfast was coffee and whatever we could find. While on the water we watched the banks for wildlife, other boats, talked about our hopes, dreams, past and anything else we could think of. We took turns at the helm. After stops in Beardstown, Naples and Hardin and lunch at the Illinois Riverdock, we reached the mighty Mississippi River and got a slip at the Grafton Harbor Marina. This is a 200 slip marina with a nice general store, restaurant, showers, and laundry facilities. There was about two dozen loopers there while we were there. Some were going our way, others were going the opposite way. All were excited to share information about places to see, things to do, restaurants, good and bad marinas.

The showers were awesome. Jill and I took long hot showers together, sometimes very early in the morning or late in the night so that we wouldn’t disturb others with our love making. I loved fucking Jill with her hair all wet and her body all soaped up. She would rub her soapy boobs against my back to wash my back which invariably led to bending her over and sliding my cock in her pussy from behind while I leaned forward and played with her boobs and nipples. Drying each other off was fun as well.

BJ flew into St. Louis and met up with us at the marina. She was going to be with us for the next two weeks or until we got to Louisville. As she was running down the dock, Jill was running up the dock. When they met and kissed the passion was palatable. They got more than a few shocked looks from people along the dock. Walking towards the boat, they were both talking and I don’t think either heard what the other said. Jill had her arm around BJ’s waist and BJ carried her bag. Once on the boat, I too, got a passionate kiss from BJ. I was sure that there would be a lot of wagging tongues around the marina now! BJ also had a surprise for Jill, her Physical Therapy License had finally arrived in the mail. Jill screamed with glee and kissed both of us.

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Hailey Grace first read the ad on the internet. Her subscription to the adult dating site had started out as a bad joke, one too many margaritas with the girls after a 50 Shades of Gray party.

As the only unmarried girl in their circle of friend’s she’d owed it to them, they argued. They needed to live vicariously through her. So, she’d done it. One of the group, a girl with a camera nearly good enough to be professional had set up a boudoir shoot while another girl mixed drinks. The resulting shots were pretty amazing looking. Hailey Grace couldn’t remember her legs ever looking them long or her stomach so flat. It must have been the magic combination of photoshop, good lighting, and expensive lingerie.

Within a few weeks, they’d all gotten bored, Hailey Grace included. Though she still checked it almost everyday, she’d gotten into a habit of just deleting the messages. How many good responses to “hey baby” and “wanna fuck?” were there? Still, there was at least one message that made her pause.

“Looking for a masseuse,” it read. “My wife and I are interested in a threesome with a hot, young bi-sexual or bi-curious lady. No experience necessary and no pressure. We’re looking for a curvy young lady to spoil and teach. Must be drug and disease free. Please respond.” It was just an ad. She got several of them a day, but the attached picture were amazing.

He looked like a scrubbed up Charlie Hunnam and she was tiny with long brown hair. They looked gorgeous and completely normal. Most of the people who sent these ads scared her a little. She was afraid that she would be beaten up and robbed, which if you were into that, was great, but she really wasn’t. After the picture, which showed them arm-in-arm in someone’s backyard, beers in hand, was a short note.

“Les and I saw your picture and your profile and knew we needed to send this to you. We’d love to get in contact with you.” It was signed Adam. Hailey Grace bit her lip and held the mouse over the reply link. She wasn’t normally into threesomes, but she didn’t consider herself an expert. If all the men she’d had sex with had sex with each other, it would still only be a threesome.

The phone rang and she fumbled for it, checking the caller ID before answering.

“I got a hit on my dating site,” she told her friend with the camera, a married girl named Sasha. “I think it was your photos.”

“What? My photos? Not your award winning personality?”

“They haven’t met my personality bursa eskort yet,” Hailey Grace said, “just my tits and ass.”

“Well, I never,” Sasha said. “You were decent in those photos. No slips or anything.” Hailey Grace laughed and had to agree.

“Yeah, you’re right,” she said. “Still the photos had to have helped.”

“Tell me more about this fish you’re pulling in,” Sasha said. “If he’s hot we’ll do some group shots.”

“Funny you’d say that,” Hailey Grace looked back at the profile.

“Funny I’d say what?”

“Uh, he’s not single.”

“A married guy is hitting on you?” Sasha made a rude noise. “Delete. You’re worth more than that.”

“You’d never have sex with a married guy?”

“I had sex with a married guy last night,” Sasha said. “It was fantastic.”

“When you were single?”

“When I was single? No.”

“Not even if his wife gave him permission?”

“Not even if she was in the room. Ohmigod, that’s it, isn’t it? She wants to watch.”

“No, she doesn’t want to watch.”

“Delete that ad, Hailey Grace. That is a mess you don’t want to step in.” Sure, thought Hailey Grace, it was easy for her to say. She had her one and only.

“Okay,” was all she said out loud.

“I’m serious.”

“So am I.”

“We’ll find a man for you, hun, don’t worry,” Sasha made one of her mother hen noises and Hailey Grace had to tamp down her irritation.

“Okay,” she said again. “Now then, why did you call?”

“I wanted to see if you wanted to come over for dinner on Saturday.”

“Sure,” Hailey Grace said. “Can I bring anything?”

“Just your adorable self,” Sasha said. “Alexander’s bringing over a co-worker and we need a fourth.”

“Yeah, that sounds fine,” Hailey Grace said. “What time?”

“The men are coming at 6:30, but you can come over whenever you want.”

“All right,” Hailey Grace said, “I’ll text you tomorrow when I know what time I’ll be over.”

“Sounds good, I’ll talk to you later, and Hailey Grace.”

“Yes?”

“Delete that ad.” The phone went dead in her ear and Hailey Grace tossed it on the couch. She looked at her laptop for another moment, rereading the ad. Maybe Sasha was right. Maybe it was just too kinky to consider. She closed the lid and flipped on the TV.

Later that night, laying in bed, she couldn’t keep her thoughts from drifting back to that ad and the little tag on the end. They’d picked her bursa merkez escort out especially. It was just due to the photographs, but they’d picked her.

Hailey Grace had been awkward all through her childhood and up through college. She’d had a few dates and had even had sex, but every time she was hooked up with someone it was because one of her friends had given him her number or because she’d been fourth on a group date. She’d never picked anyone her friends didn’t agree with, and no one had ever picked her first.

She fell asleep, but didn’t sleep easily. She dreamed about warm hands running up and down her back, grabbing her hips, and pulling her hair. It was a good dream, but she woke up squirming. In the living room of her apartment she opened the laptop. She was dressed in tight-fitting yoga pants and her hair was still on top of her head as she sat cross-legged on the couch.

There was another message and a picture.

“We did this last night,” the message read. “It would have been better if you were here.” The brunette woman was sprawled out on a massage table, her back slick with oil. The man must have been taking the picture. The only part of him Hailey Grace could see was his well-muscled stomach and the base of his cock where he’d slid it into her. After her dream the night before and this picture, Hailey Grace took a deep ragged breath. Shower, she thought, I need a shower. She closed the laptop and headed for the shower.

Hailey Grace loved her shower. It was one of the only things that kept her in this apartment. The apartment itself was cookie-cutter, just like a million other apartments. The bathroom though. The bathroom was sublime. The shower was large with a shower head that poured warm water over her head. It was beautiful and perfect. There was also a conveniently placed bench.

She turned the hot water on, tested it, and stripped off her clothes before stepping in and ducking completely under the water, slicking her hair back. The water relaxed her and goosebumps broke out all over her arms. She washed and conditioned her hair quickly then slid down the wall onto the bench and nudged the hot water up a notch.

It was hot enough to burn her skin and Hailey could see herself turning red. She blushed easily all the time, and when she thought about the email from earlier, the blush wasn’t all from the heat.

When she closed her eyes, Hailey Grace bursa ucuz escort could still see the picture the couple had sent her. She could imagine the way the oil had smelled and felt smoothed on the petite girl’s skin. Her hands slid from her knees to her hips, over her stomach and up over her ribs. She shivered and cupped her breasts, lifting them into the hot water spray. After a moment, her nipples hardened and she rolled them between her thumb and forefinger. She opened her legs and ran her hands down between them, just cupping herself against the hot water.

In her mind, the couple was entering the shower. They blocked the water for a second then were through the spray, but the moment their hands were on her, it didn’t matter. Hailey Grace arched her back as their hands replaced hers on her nipples, plucking and teasing, while her hands stroked up and down her pussy lips, opening her legs wider. The petite lady, Les, straddled her leg, grinding slowly while she lowered her mouth to Hailey Grace’s nipple.

It was so warm and so wet. The hottest shower without any of the sting. In a moment, the fingers on her other nipple were replaced with a warm, hot mouth and another hand replaced hers.

The mouth left her nipple and a husky female voice whispered in her ear.

“Relax, let Adam take care of you,” she said. Her tongue stroked Hailey Grace’s earlobe, then warm lips closed over it. Her teeth were sharp and Hailey Grace whimpered. The hands between her legs teased her, then traced rough fingers around her clit. She whimpered again and the female voice laughed again.

“That’s right,” she said. “You just let us do all the work. I want to taste you, and then Adam’s going to fuck you right here on the floor.”

Hailey Grace felt her mouth fall open. No one had ever spoke to her like that. In response she spread her legs wider, tracing her fingernails up her thighs.

The throaty laugh made her crazy, and Les’s warm lips tracing down the side of her neck and over her chest weren’t bad either. As if to remind her that he was still there, Alex bit her nipple and rolled her clit with his thumb. Hailey Grace gasped and got water in her nose and mouth, shocking her out of her fantasy. The water had grown cold.

With wrinkly fingers and the worst jonesing she’d had in weeks, Hailey Grace dried her hair and cleaned up the bathroom. She worked in her apartment the rest of the day, avoiding her laptop.

She felt guilty for ignoring Sasha’s request–well, demand really, for her to delete the message, but she wasn’t just going to delete it. She had to think about it. Besides, the fantasies were pretty incredible. She’d go tonight and have dinner with this guy. Maybe he’d be incredibly good looking and she’d take him home and introduce him to her shower.

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Obviously this is not something I would encoruage or allow to happen in real-life. It’s dangerous in every physical way imagineable; hence why it is a fantasy only.

Thank you!

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Michael and Valentina were open about their fantasies and had, on several occasions, acted many of them out. One time Valentina was dressed in skimpy lingerie and a long, heavy jacket. When they found themselves alone in the dark on a children’s playground she undid her jacket and let it drop to the ground. Mike fucked her bent over a picnic table. Fantasies of acting/dressing slutty in public and fucking in public had been fulfilled. Valentina learned, with much practice, how to deep throat Mike’s 7 inch dick; that was another fantasy fulfilled. Facial cum shot — check. Anal — check. Anal with a dildo in her pussy — check. Threesome — check.

It seemed these days that every time Michael and Valentina were fucking that they would admit to each other nastier and nastier fantasies. If you know them outside of their bedroom it would be hard to guess that they talked about gangbangs, rape fantasies, gloryholes, double pussy penetration, etc. The list could go on. Both of them worked hard — Valentina in a café during the day and at a bar part time in the evenings and Michael was the executive assistant to the owner of an architectural firm. They lived together in the top-floor of a well-maintained, old house in an OK part of the city. They weren’t surrounded by millionaires but they didn’t have anyone asking them for money outside their front door.

They had been living together now for a year and when Michael reflected on their time together he was always so shocked. He had always had fantasies but had been afraid to admit them to past girlfriends but Valentina knew how to bring it out of him. She was so open and honest about her fantasies that Michael couldn’t help but share his. Michael was intelligent albeit impulsive and attractive. He was over 6 feet tall with an athletic build. He did his best to workout 4 days a week so that he could maintain a lean physique. Valentina was average height at 5’6″ but she always seemed taller to people. Her long dark hair and big dark eyes communicated her Spanish heritage as strongly as her name did. The two of them had reasonable arguments that always ended with them being more in love, they loved talking about art and philosophy and drinking wine and going on long walks. As it turned out, they also both loved talking about porn, gangbangs, rape role-play, rough sex, and a broad list of other kinks.

There openness in discussion had but one flaw — it was discussion only. When they were fucking or watching porn together Valentina would love telling Mike about her rape fantasies. About how she wanted to be tied up and used in every imaginable way for the pleasure of the men who had her. She wanted to feel helpless and used and she wanted to be the object of all men’s desire. Mike told her he could try to organize a gangbang or a rape role play and she always agreed until she came. Then when everything calmed down she would say in a disappointed tone, “Well… Let’s organize it later.” She sometimes even commented on how she wished she could just be as horny as she was while they watched porn so that she would go through with these things. So Michael came up with a plan…

On a Friday morning before the two of them left for work Michael stood in front of his sweet girlfriend and told her, “Today you’re going to suck my cock.” Michael said it with authority but it still made Valentina giggle before she replied, “I always suck your cock. So… OK.” She approached him and began playing with his belt buckle. Michael let her have this moment and watched her drop to her knees in the middle of their kitchen and pull out his semi-hard prick. She smiled at it before taking it all into her mouth. She sighed with pleasure as it began growing between her lips.

“You don’t understand,” said Mike. “You’re going to suck my cock and that’s it. Maybe I will touch your tits a bit but nothing is touching your pussy — not even you. Not until this evening.” Valentina pulled her mouth off of Michael’s cock and looked at him in disbelief, “That hardly seems fair. Explain more, please.” She obviously had no intention of sucking his cock any more until he continued explaining but Michael knew she was easy to control. He pushed his dick back in her mouth and she hardly hesitated to begin sucking it again.

“Mmm… keep sucking it baby while I explain. Sucking my cock makes you horny so this is how we will start. Then you have to go to work for 8 hours thinking about all of this. Next, dressing sexy makes you horny, so you can do that when you’re home. Finally, perverted things in public make you horny so we can move on to that at the gloryholes or the porn theatre. You told me you want to go to both.” Michael dropped his hand to the back of her head and began thrusting his hips — he was more etiler escort interested in fucking her face than getting a blowjob. He grabbed her hair and pulled her off of his cock so she could answer him.

“Mhmm… I want that, baby! What will we do when we’re there?” She dropped one hand between her legs and started trying to play with her pussy through her tight jeans. Michael leaned over and grabbed her hand roughly and scolded her like she was a dog. “No! No touching yourself yet! Save it for when we go out.” He smiled wickedly and she smiled back before opening her mouth and licking the head of his cock.

As Michael fucked her face in the kitchen he told her all of the naughty things that they often recited to each other. “You can wear that lingerie and bring a toy and I will secretly take photos of you without the flash as you play with yourself in the porn theatre. Or we can go watch porn in a gloryhole booth and I will tie your hands behind your back and fuck you while other perverts watch us through the holes. You want that, baby? You want to be a hot little fucking slut?” Michael’s orgasm was building and as Valentina struggled to acknowledge Michael with a simple, “Mhmm…” Michael pushed his cock deep into her throat so she could no longer breathe. Michael’s cum exploded into his girlfriends hot mouth and throat and he withdrew it enough that she could breathe and taste his cum on her tongue — she loved that. She spent a minute sucking him and cleaning him as his dick went limp and then looked up, “So when do I get my turn?”

They both spent the next 8 hours thinking about what was going to happen and if Valentina knew that she wouldn’t make so much noise she would have got herself off in the bathroom at work. As soon as arrived at home she got into her black lingerie set with garter and panties that could be untied at both sides. She had stocking that came up to the middle of her thighs and she wore a tasteful pair of black heels. Her black bra emphasized her C-cups well and she knew it. When she went into the living room she could hear the familiar sound of porn and there sat her boyfriend, stroking his hard cock and watching a large screen that showed 1 woman being fucked mercilessly by 4 men. Valentina loved watching this particular video and did so at least 3 times a week. Half the time the woman’s face was in agony and the other half it was in pure ecstasy. Her wetness hadn’t fully left her from the face-fucking because she couldn’t stop thinking of what was to come and now she was wearing this outfit and it made her even more wet. Seeing her boyfriend’s hard cock out was too much — she needed his cock.

She went over and straddled him in the chair and began kissing him deeply as she ground her thin, silk panties against his huge, hard cock. For a moment Michael almost gave in before he stood up with her still attached and pulled her off of him. “Get your jacket on, you horny little slut,” he smiled, “we can go now! Oh! And don’t forget any toys you want!”

Valentina was insane with lust and could have left without her jacket. The sun was now setting and in her crazed logic that would have been cover enough right now. “Where are we going?” asked Michael. He figured it would be more fun to let her have the choice. She grabbed her largest purse as they headed out and as she passed him she said, “Let’s do both. Which is closer?” Michael smiled to himself — the perfect plan.

It took them 15 minutes to drive to the porn shop that had the “peep shows” — everyone knew that was code language for Glory Holes. There was no one inside the store other than the man behind the counter who acted surprisingly non-pervertedly. He didn’t look Valentina up and down; he didn’t smile an evil smile. In fact, he just looked up and said, “Let me know if you need something…”

Michael took his time and browsed through DVDs and toys but Valentina just found it aggravating — she wanted to cum! She had been horny now for over 10 hours. She walked up to the man at the desk as calm as possible and asked him for tokens to watch porn in the booth. This time the man looked her up and down before he spoke up. “You can’t go back there. Dangerous for ladies to go alone. There are a couple guys back there and I can barely hear a thing that goes on back there.”

For a moment Valentina hesitated. Maybe he was right… She turned to her boyfriend, “How long would it take us to get to the next place?” she said across the store. Michael walked up beside her and told her 30 or 40 minutes — decidedly too long for Valentina. “I’m not going alone,” she pleaded with the man at the desk. “He and I are going to share a room… Come on…” Mike put a $20 on the table. “I only want $10 worth of tokens, you can keep the change.”

The man shrugged, took the bill and dropped a handful of tokens in Michael’s hands. “Have fun!” The couple began headed through the back door and eskort istanbul as it shut behind them and they disappeared into the blackness the man remembered, “Shit! I should have told them some of the locks are fucked!”

It was so dark in the hallways that you couldn’t see a thing at first. Valentina could feel her pulse raging through her body from the excitement, the anticipation and the fear she was experiencing. Michael hand found itself on her lower back and guided her through the hallways slowly. It was enormous and they thought that there must have been 20 booths. They could hear moans and screams coming from within the booths — the movies the other patrons were watching no doubt. They found a hallway toward the end that seemed relatively private and they took the 3rd of 4 doors. It was a bit small inside for 2 people but they enjoyed being close and as soon as they shut the door behind them Valentina put her purse down and dropped her jacket. She kneeled on her jacket and didn’t waste any time removing Michael’s pants. “Turn some porn on and then fuck me!”

Michael was shocked at how desperate she was and how loud she had said that considering that they were in a relatively quiet section. Michael was almost hard when she pulled his dick out and she let her fingers drop between her legs and sighed as she finally got the gratification she needed. Michael inserted coins and flipped through the channels until he found a scene where a woman was getting gangbanged. She was smiling while it happened which they both hated but she was making hot noises and she was taking some enormous cocks. “You better fucking use me hard, you bastard! Making me wait all this time! I want your cock in every hole, Michael!” she was loud again and didn’t seem to care. Michael turned up the volume a bit just so they wouldn’t end up with a gang of desperate men waiting for his girlfriend outside their booth. He considered for a moment though that maybe she was trying to draw a crowd.

She sucked Michael’s cock expertly for only a minute or two before he remembered that she had toys in her purse. He leaned over and picked up her purse to browse through it: Dildo, butt plug, blindfold, handcuffs, camera and her collar. “Jesus, you weren’t fucking around!” She smiled up at him, “Nope. I want to use it all…”

Michael pulled out the handcuffs and told her to standup with her back to him. He roughly attached the cuffs and then decided to add the blindfold. He helped her back on to her knees and began pumping his dick into her face. It was hot but they weren’t certain if anyone was watching them yet and between breaths Valentina spoke up. “Go to the booth next to me. I want to suck you off through the hole.” She smiled as Michael’s cock rested on her cheek. Michael loved the idea and asked her if she wanted to ditch the equipment. She scoffed at the idea and told him to get in the next booth. He left her booth and looked down the dark hallway, he wasn’t able to lock her door from the outside but it was still sealed shut and he figured she would be safe enough. He fumbled with the handle of his own booth and slipped on a piece of plastic as he entered. He could see the glow of the screen from in his girlfriend’s booth and he peered through the hole. She was a sight to behold: thin, young, dressed in lingerie, helpless and aching for cock. Michael stood up and inserted some coins into his TV. His booth exploded with noise and his attempts to reduce the volume were thwarted when we realized that the volume knob was broken. “Piece of shit…” he mumbled to himself. He quickly flicked through the channels and found the one he wanted before unzipping and proudly pushing his dick through the hole. It was large enough that his cock and balls could easily fit through and he gave his girlfriend a moment to find him in her blind state.

Sixty seconds passed and he knocked on the wall to get her attention. Fifteen more seconds passed and he said her name out loud. The only problem was that he could barely hear himself over the bad music, grunting and screams of the movie that was on and impossible to turn off. He withdrew his cock and peered through the hole again. This time what he saw utterly blew his mind. His girlfriend was sucking a cock! Only she was sucking a cock from the booth on her left as opposed to the booth on her right that her boyfriend was in. Michael tried to get her attention but it was futile because of the sheer volume behind him. He remembered her booth wasn’t locked and decided to just join her. After all, sucking a random cock wouldn’t ruin her night — she had once sucked a cock while Michael fucked her after a drunken night at the bar.

Michael stood up and zipped his pants. He turned the handle of the door and found that it turned without stopping. He turned it more and more and it never affected the mechanism he needed to open the door. Mike started pushing and pulling furiously on the door knob escort levent when he noticed that piece of plastic on the floor that he had slipped on as he entered. He picked it up off the floor and in the glow of the screen he was able to read it. It stated simply, ‘Booth Closed.’ Michael’s mind raced and in a moment of exasperation he uttered to himself, “no fucking shit…”

He pushed and pulled hard on the door and searched the walls desperately for something — anything — that would help him out of his prison. He dropped to his knees and looked at his girlfriend again who was still obliviously sucking a strangers cock. He tried to reach his arm through the hole to get her attention but he couldn’t get past his forearm. His calls never made it to her ears and again he stood up and turned to his door to try to free himself. The fact that his cock was rock hard hadn’t escaped his notice. After struggling a minute and half he dropped to his knees in desperation and peered at his girlfriend once again. He figured that in a few minutes both his video and Valentina’s would stop playing and it would be quiet enough to get her attention. Despite his feelings of guilt his hand found its way to his engorged cock and began slowly playing with it.

When his girlfriend shifted her position and began rising to her feet he assumed that she had finished her job. Michael caught a glimpse of the big cock she had been sucking and it was easy to understand why she had confused it for his own — it was also long, very thick and uncut. The cock withdrew from the hole and then Valentina turned toward her boyfriend. She bent her knees slightly and rubbed her ass along the wall until she could feel the open hole — her source of pleasure. Michael watched in shock as her face contorted with pleasure. He could catch glimpses of a finger moving her panties aside and he assumed they were working their way deep inside her wet pussy. After a moment Valentina had the brilliant idea to reposition herself once again, this time exposing the dainty knot on the side of her panties that kept the left side together. The knot was undone in seconds. She then switched to her opposite side which was also undone in seconds. Her panties were ripped from her bodies and disappeared into the hole from where the fingers came. Finally, she repositioned her exposed pussy at the hole once again standing at a semi-bent over position.

Michael called out to his girlfriend but it was futile — she couldn’t hear a thing over her own moans and the screams exploding from the speakers in her booth and Michael’s. Again he reached through but his grasp was still at least 6 inches from her. If she were bent over at a full 90 degree angle he would certainly be able to get her attention with his hands. The booth was obviously made to be able to reach both sides easily.

There stood Valentina; handcuffed and blindfolded wearing only a bra, stalking and a garter belt bent over with her freshly shaved pussy pushed against a hole. On the other side was a mysterious man with an enormous cock who was certainly enjoying himself. Michael watched his girlfriend nearly fall over and scream out in a passionate cry as she was obviously penetrated deeply and swiftly. She recomposed herself and pushed her ass hard against the wall. Her entire body shook with each deep thrust and her jaw dropped open from the rough fucking.

Michael’s cock was rock hard and he had it fully out of his pants now and was jerking it off as he watched his helpless girlfriend get fucked by what she thought was his own cock. In this frenzied passion Mike still wanted to try to help her out — the fact that she could get diseased or hurt hadn’t fully escaped his mind, but he was so turned on now that he submitted to enjoying himself. Valentina bent her knees and adjusted her body slightly for a better angle of penetration and thrust backwards as much as she could with each thrust. She dropped her head further and now her face was close to the hole. It occurred immediately to Mike that he could get her attention now. He watched for a moment — her open mouth so close to the hole as she bounced on a strange cock from behind. His devilish mind raced and he decided to test his girlfriend. At the time, his plan seemed brilliant. If he put his cock through and she sucked it she was OK with strange cock — if she rejected it she might panic and at least he would have her attention. He thrust his massive, hard cock through the small hole of his booth and turned his eyes to the glowing screen of his booth.

He felt his cock brush the side of her face and she immediately moved her face away from it. He figured she was denying him, which was reasonable, and was a moment from withdrawing when he felt her mouth latch on to his member. His dick disappeared immediately into her throat — she was obviously out of her mind with lust as she would normally tease and lick a cock. Now she was just sucking and swallowing it like a cum addicted whore. Mike was able to feel the vibrations of her moans and screams on his cock and he wondered for a moment if she would even tell him that she took two cocks. As far as she knew Mike was fucking her pussy and couldn’t see what was going on in her booth.

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Now you know how erotic your sweet ass can be. I don’t think I have see you so relaxed, nor smile so much as you have in the last 3 weeks. I am so happy you were please. Soon you will have one more of your secret thoughts brought to life.

Sometimes I see a look in your eyes that tells me you have secret thoughts, secret desires. I know you baby. I know you more than you think. I sit here remembering some of the things we used to talk about on line before we met. I remember what room I met you in. I think about some of the things you’d mention or hinted at. Soon you’ll see I have not forgotten.

Sitting down at the computer, all these thoughts race thru my mind as I go online to check the hotmail. You’ve not seen this email account, its secret. Opening the emails and sending each a reply along with my phone number, making it easier to plan out the details. Damn baby, I can’t wait. Going off line quickly and start getting ready.

Not quiet a hour later the phone rings, and more details are planned. I make a few notes and hang up, but quickly pick the phone back up and make a few calls before you come over. My hand moves down over my clit and I sit and day dream of you and of MY Sweet Ass.

Hearing you pull into the drive, I get up and open the door. My baby looks tense , I think as you climb out of the truck. Stepping out and wrapping my arms around your neck hugging you close. “Am so glad your here Baby” I tell you quickly and pull you inside. Your grin melts me. My hands slide under your shirt pushing it up. I lean up sliding my tongue over each nipple and push your shirt over your head. Your hand caressing my neck and back as your nipples harden .

Sucking your hard little nipple into my mouth. Damn you can do things to my body without even trying. “I can’t wait for you to rest. I want you now” I whisper as my my hands reach for your jeans. Your eyes smile as you reply, “take what’s yours”. You grin and cross your hands behind your neck. Your trademark stance when your in that playful mood.

Sliding your jeans over your hips. Pulling your cock out of your boxers, quickly pulling it into my mouth. Sucking it completely into my throat feeling it grow harder. My hands pushing your boxers over your hips. Pulling your cock in and out of my mouth as you step out of the boxers.

My hands cupping your balls squeezing them lightly. I love how full your balls seem. The way they draw up and my fingertips dance over them. Letting your cock loose sliding my tongue down under your balls. Lapping at them before my tongue slides under them and back up, sucking them as I did your cock, completely taking them into my mouth. Oh my! Your soft moans vibrate thru me. I close my legs quickly as my clit tingles. Standing up quickly, looking purposely into your eyes. You know my thoughts, I know you do. “Turn around baby, I want the sweetest part” I tell you as my hands gently nudge your hip. As your turn, I wrap my arms around you, caressing you. Moving my hands down your chest, over your tummy and around.

Looking down at your sweet ass. ” Oh I Love your ass baby. I love how you react when I touch you here” My fingers Sliding between your cheeks as I try to express my feelings. Your body jumps as my fingers dance over your tightness , you moan softly. My hands gently spreading your cheeks apart.

” Bend over baby” Not waiting for you to get comfortable, I thrust my tongue into your tight ass, “My Ass, I have taken ownership of it “. I inform you as my tongue forcing into your tightness. “Oh Yes Baby” Your ass is so tight” I brag as it’s tightening, resisting my tongue. Pulling my tongue out and thrusting it back in deeply.

Reaching back you grasping my head, trying to guide my tongue. You want that sweet ass tongue fucked . You want it as much as I do. You know how I love how moan as my tongue slides into your sweet ass. How I love to have you wiggling trying to get my tongue to dance and wiggle inside you. Slapping my hand flat on both cheeks, red marks slowly showing on half of each cheeks. Causing your whole body to jump. You grunt out a deep moan ,a moan which can do so much to my mind. Grabbing your hips and pulling you back onto my tongue as I thrust my tongue into your sweet ass.

Reaching bağcılar escort around you, grasping your cock, holding it in my fist as my tongue slides in and out of your tight ass. Feeling your ass relaxing as you push back onto my tongue. My thumb rubbing over the wet head of your cock. I pull my tongue out quickly. “Your my slut,my ass slut “I whisper in to your ear. I bite your ear lobe sharply. “You’ll find out tonight just how much of a slut you can be”.

Grazing my tongue down your spine, I spread kisses and licks over each cheek. “Your little bubble butt makes me crazy” my voice full of lust. Moving my tongue down over your tight ball , circling them then lift them with my tongue calmly. My slow moving tongue does not match my thoughts as I thrust two fingers into your sweet tight ass, completely burying them in one motion. Holding them deeply planted in your tight ass “Oh yes baby; That it! Moan for me” Needing no further encouragement you shove your ass back wildly onto my finger as I push them further into you. Moaning myself now, my clit throbbing, I grown out a word harshly. “Mine” From the first time my tongue neared it ,it was to be mine. Suckling on your balls hard now. You moan louder and pull forward before your hips jerk, thrusting your slutty ass back once more. Getting your voice you plead for me to fuck *my Ass*.

Pulling my fingers out as quickly as they entered, I turn and walk away. Your moans stopping abruptly as you look back over your shoulder. Your confusion showing on your face, as I walk down the hall. Stepping into the dark doorway of the bedroom I pause and turn back. Watching you recover and move to join me. I enter the darkness, my thoughts on how well your ass will be used tonight. More than any time in your life, so far. A satisfied smile on my face as I wait just inside shadows.

Standing inside the dark bedroom, I watch you move down the hall. You’ve no idea what your walking into. All eager, your cock is standing straight out as you walk into the darker room. Reaching out, my hands moving over your warm skin. Finding your mouth in the dark quickly kissing you. My every need, my every lust in the kiss as I suck at your wet tongue, pulling your bottom lip. Pushing you towards the bed as my hands quickly run over your body .As you come in contact with the bed , knowing where this is leading, you lay back . My mind dancing from thought to thought. Part of me wants to call it all off and keep you all to myself. So innocent you still are, waiting for me. I love that about you.

Reaching and turning on the lamp I look at you. Your eyes are showing your excitement as much as your hard cock. Reaching down and running a finger tip over the wet head, catching the precum carefully and bringing it to my mouth. My eyes never leaving yours as I suck my finger, tasting you. My hands shaking as I slide them over your thighs, gently nudging them apart. Your cock jumps as you comply to my touch. I reach down and lift your legs up and apart. Clicking the cuff to your left ankle. You hear the restraints jingling but you don’t resist, becoming quiet used to them now. Lifting the bar to secure your other ankle I feel you move slightly. You eyes widen as you notice this is a bit different. This one takes all control from you. Clicking it into place, I move quickly as your comprehending the set up. My clit is starting to throb again seeing you like this. Reaching down and grasping the bar, raising your legs high. Your sweet ass so exposed and vulnerable I am not sure I can wait another minute.

The look on your face is astonishing. Its mixed with fear, need and wanting, but I can also feel embarrassment. This I don’t want. I never want you to feel anything other then wonderful between us. Telling you this as I move up and take your face in my hands. Kissing you softly, a long warm sweet kiss. Your body relaxes as my tongue slides softly into your mouth. But your body jumps as the door bell rings. “undo me” your voice shaky, as you plead with me. I can see the panic in your eyes. You attempt to rise from the bed but your legs are completely separated and strapped to the bed. You ass is so cute waiting there like that. I lean over and slide my finger into your sweet ass. bayan escortlar “No baby, I explain, tonight you will live your other fantasies. Walking out of the room quietly. Gone only a minute or two, I come back into the room. You see my smile. You start to smile, then you notice I am not alone. You eyes widen as Jordon enters the room behind me. You know him from down at the gym. I don’t think you had any idea how well you would know him one day. Or how well he wanted to know you. He’s told me over the last two weeks about how he’s watch that bubble ass of yours secretly. My sweet as of yours. I only had to hint to him about sharing once. I lean down and tell you in a soft voice, “tonight he shares your ass with me”. Behind him is Jack. Jack you’ve never seen before, but you have seen him online. You may have seen him chatting about being in town for a few weeks even.

I kiss you softly once more. Reassuring you mostly. I want you happy baby . My hands pulling at your nipples. Watching your now softening cock twitch. Jordon walks over and runs his fingers over your ball sack. As he does he leans over sucking my nipple into his mouth, your eyes following his moves. Your cock getting hard fast. Stepping back, pulling my nipple from Jordon’s mouth. I head over to Jack,like you, he has never been with another male. But is just as curious. Taking his hand I pull him into the room. Quietly telling him to relax and just enjoy what comes.

Looking back over at you I see Jordon stroking your now hard cock. I can’t tell you how excited I get seeing your cock all hard again. I knew you’d love this baby. Moving quickly to you and licking your nipples my hands caressing your tummy as Jordon leans down and runs his tongue over the head of your cock, you moan and raise your hips slightly.

Stepping back I bump in to Jack. His hard cock grazing against my ass cheeks. Mr. Quiet Jack is so hard. Taking his hand and pulling him towards the bed. He needs no further invitation as he walks up to you, stroking his cock. Climbing onto the bed he offers you his cock. Rubbing it against your lips. You’ve never had a real cock but I can see your eyes wanting it. You lips part as you start to slide your tongue out. Instead of letting you lick he pushes his cock past your lips and starts slowly fucking your mouth.

Jordon pulls your cock into his hot mouth as Jack feeds your his throbbing cock. Quiet Jack is no long quiet and he lets out a grunt as his hips thrust faster, forcing you to take his cock into your throat. Your wet cock thrusting up plunging into Jordon’s cock sucking mouth. Not used to having two naked males so close Jack is unable to withhold from cumming. His cock jumps as he fills your mouth with his hot cum, causing the cum to splatter over your chin before he thrust back into your mouth. Wanting to share with you and taste his cum too, I lean over and run my tongue over your chin . Licking my way to your lips. You tongue darts out quickly as Jacks cock, softening now, slides past my lips into your mouth.

Before you can cum Jordon pulls away from your cock . He reaches down, grabbing your legs, lifting them back up. His hard cock is jutting out from his hips. It looks almost angry ,its head wet with precum. I reach down and hook the strap to the side of the bed, which holds your legs over your hips. Grabbing a pillow ,Jordon stuffs it swiftly under your hips. He stands on the end of the bed stroking his cock, watching you.

Stepping between Jordon and your ass with the lube I move to lube your sweet ass before Jordon fills it. ” I don’t want *My* ass too sore for me” I scold him softly. Wiggling a finger into your sweet ass, spreading the lube as I pull it in and out of your ass. Your ass grips my finger, your cock swells, as my finger thrust deeper and deeper. You want that cock don’t you baby? Pulling my finger completely out and thrusting in two. You hips lifting to meet my fingers. I stop and tell Jordon to wait. Looking at you, watching your eyes I tell you to beg for his cock. Your eyes close ,half with need ,half with frustration. You moan and wiggle. Jordon reaches down and pushes his thicker finger into your ass very slowly making you moan more.

I get up and reach for my strap_on, lubing beyoğlu escort the cock quickly as I motion Jack over. Poor quiet Jack. His ass is virgin too. Pulling him closer by his nipples. His eyes are huge. I know he’s excited ,his cock is twitching as he stands in front of me. His nipples all tight and hard. My hands pulling him around by the hips as I lean forward kissing his neck. Whispering “lick his cock. Don’t suck it…..just lick.” to emphasis my point I slap both his ass cheeks hard.

As his hot wet tongue glides over the glands running down your cock Jordon works his finger deeper into your ass. I can hear him asking if you want his cock in your ass. You hiss out yes, but Jordon knows that’s not enough. I hear bits and pieces of what he’s saying. Telling you how slutty you look. How your ass would look filed with his cock. He’s talking about how Jacks is licking your balls and how he’s going to pound his cock into your slutty ass.

Jack is eagerly licking your balls now. Jordon’s reaches out and grabs Jack by the hair telling him to suck your balls as I slide a finger into his virgin ass. I tell your how tight Jacks ass is as I work my finger deeper and deeper. His mouth closes over your balls and pulls them both into his hot mouth at once as I pull my finger out and grind it back into his tight ass. “Is so hot and tight baby.” I keep telling you about Jacks ass. “His ass is griping my finger pulling it deeper.”

Jordon pulls his finger out of your ass and watches. Your looking back and forth from Jordon’s throbbing cock, to me with my fingers working Jacks ass. Your hips grinding as you finally plead with Jordon not to stop. To take your ass.To fuck it.

I look up at Jordon as I thrust two fingers into Jacks tight wet ass. I tell Jack to suck your cock. He sucks it into his mouth quickly as if he’s done it before.” Not yet. he’s not finished” I caution Jordon to wait. You moan as your hips thrust upward violently. “Tell Jordon what a slut you are baby. Show him how slutty your sweet ass is” Now your wiggling. You want him in your ass. You beg for it . Grabbing Jacks hips I push the cock against his tight ring. Jordon takes a hold of your thighs as eases his cock towards your slutty ass. As I push the plastic head into Jacks tight ass he moans over your cock and stills. Hearing Jack moan as the plastic cock invades his ass you loose all inhabitations as you beg Jordon to fuck your slutty ass. Jordon’s cock pushed past your tight opening suddenly. Between your moans and Jacks moans and the vibrations on my clit I can’t hold back. My hips thrusting forward shoving the cock completely into Jacks tight ass. He screams and lets go of your cock. Holding his hips I force the cock deeper. I pull back out and slowly thrust in again. His hips moving slightly back as he takes the cock again.

Jordon pulls back and slams back into your ass, again and again. Jacks moans are deeper as I work the cock in small circles widening his tight ass more. Your grunting now, shoving your ass up to meet Jordon’s cock. His cock stretching your ass. He pulls back and shoves his huge cock back into your slutty ass. His balls slapping against your cheeks. My clit is throbbing, my mind is lost in the sounds of you enjoying your ass being fucked and of Jacks whimpering. He’s loving it as you did. Grabbing his hips as start to cum, I grind it deeper and deeper. Reaching around him, I grasp his throbbing cock holding tight. He can’t do anything but let loose now. His cum drips over my hand at first, then comes out in streams.

Jordon slams his cock into your ass as he fills your tight ass with his hot cum. The look in his eyes as he cums is unreal. He’s cumming hard as his hips lift your ass up off the bed. The movement jerky as his cock fills your slutty ass. Easing out of Jacks ass slowly. I reach for your cock, but quiet Jack, turns suddenly into eager Jack. He pulls your cock into his mouth again. Your hips thrusting up as you start to cum. Jacks lips barely get wrapped around your cock before your cock erupts. Watching him lapping at your cum. I am again amazed at how quickly one goes from being a shy quiet type to a eager slut. Its like watching you all over again as you learn how slutty you can be.

Catching my breath, I decide to get us some drinks. Leaning over you and kissing you hard once more. Telling Jordon to unhook the restraints. “When I get back, I inform you, Jordon and I get our turn.” You and Jack have work to do. Grinning at Jordon I walk out the door and down the hall, smiling the whole way.

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It was a Friday night and you were home again while mom and dad where out at a hotel party and they wouldn’t be home till late. You were channel surfing, when your phone rings…you look over at the caller id and it was Ashley the girl from across the street…what does she want? (you knew she had a crush on you but she was only 18 now and your 23)

Hello?

Hey is Brian home?

This is!

Ohh it’s Ashley, I was wondering if you weren’t doing anything if you wanted to come over and watch a movie?

(you think to yourself ahh why not)Sure I’ll be over in a few.

Hey Brian, could you bring over some beer for us my parents aren’t home and we don’t have any here.

Okay.

you grab your coat and head for the gas station to get some beer. you buy a 12 pack of your favorite beer. then you head for Ashley’s. When you get there you notice that there are another pair of shoes in the hallway and they are still wet from the snow outside.

Ashley leads you into the family room where there on the couch is her friend a pretty read head named Jasmin. You open the beers and hand one to Ashley.

Hey Ash who’s that?

Ohh Jasmin this is Brian, Brian this is Jasmin.

Nice to meet you Jasmin, would you like a beer? you say as you try to break out of your trance.

Ohh I don’t know, my mom might find out!

Nonsense! You tell her as you are thinking to yourself this could get interesting…

After about mecidiyeköy escort three beers or so you stop drinking and put they put in the movie. Sleepless in Seattle.

Great you think to yourself this is going to suck. then you ask Ashley if she has any cards.

hey ash you know any card games?

yeah i play poker with my mom sometimes…Jasmin do you know how to play cards?

Yeah, let’s play cards!

Now were getting somewhere, one problem we are out of beer and to your surprise Ashley comes down with not just cards but a bottle of JD too.

Alright what should we play? you ask

Jasmin says with a smile lets play strip poker!

Ashley agrees and this is where you start to get that funny feeling like you have been setup for something. Anyway the game goes back and forth till your in your boxers and they have on there panties and their bras.

You win then next hand and they have to decide panties or bras.

Hey Brian do we have to take off our clothes, or is their something else we can do instead? asks Ashley

Hmm…(this could be a trick question, let’s say no and see what they are willing to do) No you girls can keep them on this hand but you have to kiss each other with tongues okay?

Is that all…Jasmin says

okay…as they begin to kiss they looked like they had done this before. You were admiring the sight thinking what it would be like to have those two tongues şişli escort licking your body and kissing you when you sense that your member had risen out of the fly hole. They stop kissing and look down at you and say

Look’s like somebody got a little excited, didn’t they?

Without a hesitation, they both went down on you licking and sucking on your cock. You try to make them stop but its to late they have already moved in on you. You attempt to get up and Jasmin pushes you to the floor and tells Ashley who’s is still trying to suck your cock that if he moves again, bite it!

Now sensation has turned to fear as the two girls start to pull ropes and candles out from under the couch. Ashley commands you to take off your boxers. You do for fear of what they may do to you if you don’t comply.

Lay on the coffee table! Jasmin says

You lay down, Ashley begins tying your hands down to the legs of the table while Jasmin ties your legs down. Now you are completely strapped down butt naked and your cock is just swinging in the wind…

What are you going to do to me? you ask.

They both take off their clothes and light the candles…you can’t believe how good these girls look. Ashley has b cup breasts and has a firm tone body and Jasmin has a cups pear shaped breasts, both girls have shaved pussies and look like they could be on some sports team or something.

Ashley strokes your cock back to full strength and taksim escort Jasmin stands above you with her pussy in your face.

You know what I want so do it! Jasmin commands

You begin to taste that beautiful pussy and you are now realizing that this could be fun. Once hard again Ashley sits down on your shaft and starts to ride you. Faster and faster, you are ready to explode when she slows sown and reaches behind her and plays with your balls releasing the tension build up in them.

Damn these girls were good but only if I could be let undone form these ropes. You decide to ask

Hey girls, could I be let go I promise I won’t run?

Alright lets let him up,

they release you and then Jasmin yells out okay its my turn to have some good fucking…you go to get on top of her and she stops you sand then rolls over motioning to you to fuck her doggie style. You comply, you stick it in her and then Ashley stands in front of her and is being eaten out by Jasmin. You are still fucking her when you decide to slip it out and stick in her ass. she moans with pleasure, as you fuck her ass. Ashley grabs a candle and blows it out and then lies down beneath Jasmin and then inserts the candle into Jasmin’s pussy.

You fuck her till you almost are ready to come then you quickly pull out and both girls suck you off until you erupt shooting hot sperm all over their faces.

As you all are lying their naked, the girls decide to let you in on their secret, Ashley gets up and in the flower pot is a handheld camera that has been taping the whole thing…

Ashley says Did I saw watch a movie I guess I meant make a movie…as you look at Jasmin and you all laugh

To Be Continued…

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This incident took place around four years back when I was working for a reputed travel company. I worked in a sales and marketing division, which consisted of five men, all of them above 26, bachelor, two women included me. After 2-3 months of working, I was comfortable with the team; we would occasionally go for drinks together. One day our boss proposed a project plan for our new reputed client. And I am selected coordinator for the upcoming meeting for that client. So a team of three men, Jimmy, Lobin, Bob and me were suggested to meet the client, and I was selected to conduct the meeting. On Friday when I reached home from office, I walked in to bathroom for showering. After showering, I dressed up and I drove down to the airport and met them there, from here we had to take a flight for our destination. When we arrived and checked into our hotel after 2:30 hrs of flying, at 8:30 pm, I actually felt all the fatigue of the day on my body, so went into the bathroom for showering again. When I got out of the bathroom I was so relaxed, I ordered my dinner and after finishing the same I felt I needed to sleep so much so I crawled up onto the bed. I was constantly messaging g my husband, giving him updates of my trip.

I woke up about 8 am. I walked into bathroom. I wanted to look my best for the meeting. When I got out of the bathroom I put on my favorite black miniskirt and a white shirt with blazer to match as well as makeup. To bring out my eyes I wear black eye liner and to bring out my lips I wear lip gloss and I drove down to the address given and went inside the mentioned hotel along with my team members. After couple of hours, meeting ended up with a great smile as we finalized the deal. For our great success, Bob asked us out for a drink. I smiled, accepted their offer. My mind was completely occupied from the satisfaction of successfully completing sarıyer escort the huge project.

As soon as we reached our hotel, I putted all my documents on the table, showered, got dressed and went out to eat. I joined them at our hotel pub. We talked and danced for a couple of hours and I had made plan to have a few drinks, but continued to drink until about 12 am. We had a lot of drink and felt the effects of the alcohol.

My head was spinning. I was unable to walk. They grabbed my hand, leading me into my room.

When entered, they put me down on the bed. I noticed that all their eyes were watching me and whispering something. I felt awake, but not. My limbs were heavy and I had no energy in me to talk with them. I tried to say thanks to them. For a moment, I heard a voice.

“Madam? Are you ok?”

I want to roll over and tell them that, yes, I am all right, but my body didn’t respond. I curled on my side. By the time I realized that my thighs were uncovered. But my body didn’t respond. I was unable to cover them.

I could feel one guy walk up to me; I could feel him right above me. He was Bob. He reached down and tucks my hair behind my ear and pulled on my shoulder moving me onto my back. He then pulled off my blazer slowly. Then unbuttoned my tight shirt and tossed onto the bed. With a soft feathery touch, he ran his fingertips up and down my leg again. I already closed my eyes and never opened my eyes thereafter. After a few seconds, when he was sure that I hadn’t reacted, he continued. I felt the other guy moved closer and I felt another hand on my thigh. I thought, I should try to leave at this point, knowing it had gone too far, but I couldn’t lift myself out of the bed. Their hands began to strip me of my clothes. They first removed my blazer, then shirt, bra and skirt and then I felt hot male lips encircle istanbul escort the nipples of my breasts. Bob then grabbed one breast and had his mouth around one of my nipples and was sucking it gently, making it tight and hard. He then turned his attention to the other nipple and worked at it as well until it was as hard as the other.

I felt the sudden rip of my panties as they were stripped from my body exposing the vagina. Next I felt several hands gather under my body. Jimmy took his hands and spread my legs apart. He parted my lips with his fingers, started rubbing my clit slowly.

I gave a slight moan. That was the green signal for him. The next thing I knew, he was rubbing my clit, slowly at first, then quite frantically. I soon felt him find my hole and slid his fingers into my pussy. Then I felt his finger moving against my clit and my pussy begins to tighten. I knew what’s happening and he did too.

Then he bent his head down and licked my exposed swollen clit. I felt myself getting wet. He pressed his tongue inside of me and my pussy tightened and quivered. Suddenly he paused. I heard the zip of pants.

Then he lay on top of me and pushed his cock into me. His hips were thrusting against me.

Lobin climbed onto the bed next to me, with an erected cock, and then kneeled close to me; his legs split around my shoulders and head, rubbed his cock on my mouth and his hands massaged my breasts. Two guys were playing with my two breasts and one was thrusting into me. And Jimmy suddenly pulled out his cock and said your turn.

Bob traded places with him. He lifted my back up onto the bed by putting pillow. He pulled my legs up and spread my knees. He kneeled between my legs, rubbing the head of his penis into my wet pussy. As Third man caressed my breasts, he slowly works the huge head of his cock into me. He fındıkzade escort began to push his cock ever more slightly into my pussy. He held my legs up as he slowly inched his cock just a little deeper with each gentle push of his hips. As he began to inch deeper and deeper into me, and began to increase his rhythm, I was moaning and sighing, almost continually as he thrust into me. Lobin struggled to keep his cock in my mouth as my body moved with every thrust of his hips. My hand held the covers of the bed in a tight not. He broke the spell. He said pulling out of me and rolling me onto my side, your turn.

Then Lobin traded places with him and slipped into me as I lay on my side on the bed. I looked up at him. He slowly entered into me; while Bob was holding my head whispering to me, suck it!

He slid his cock in mouth and began to stroke. When he was about to cum he did fast and cummed inside my mouth.

After couple of minutes of pounding, when the Lobin was about to cum, then pulled out his dick and cummed against my stomach. In the same time Jimmy climbed onto the bed and pulled me up into a kneeling position, Leaned me down on my hands and knees. He spread my legs a little bit apart. Then he got down on his knees and entered me from behind as his squeezed my breasts. He was slamming his cock in hard. I feel spent and exhausted.

He pulled out his cock, flipped me over and starred at my face. Then he began to jerk himself off against my stomach. His breathing is ragged. He moaned and then he grunted, jerked, and I felt hot jets of cum against my stomach.

After that, they wiped their cum off of my stomach and my cum from between my legs and then they walked out my room. I woke up about 11 am. I was sore all over. My ass hurt and my jaw ached. My pussy and arse were sore for whole day. I walked out to chemist and bought i-pill and took it instantly.

They came to me to say sorry for the last night acts. I was feeling ashamed. I said nothing to them. I took flight and reached my home. I didn’t go to office after that night. I quit this job. And I never told my husband about that.

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