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The Locker Room (Part 2)

Kathryn M. Burke

It didn’t take long for Camilla to see what she had done by encouraging Matt and her sister to entwine their bodies.

It wasn’t that he was any less attentive to her, in bed or out of it; but she could tell that he made every effort to spend as much time with—and in—Naomi as he could. Over the next several weeks she read the writing on the wall clearly and distinctly, and by the end of October she ordered Matt to sit down with her for a talk when Naomi was away.

“So,” she began slow, “you and Naomi.”

“What about us?” Matt said nervously.

“Oh, come on, Matt. I’m not blind. You’re really taken with her.”

“Well, sure I am! She’s awfully sweet. But that doesn’t mean I love you any less.”

“I wonder about that.”

“Oh, Camilla, you know you’re my best girl!”

“It’s very nice of you to say that, but I don’t think you’re telling the truth.”

“Camilla!”

“You love her, don’t you?”

“I guess I do.”

“More than me?”

“Oh, Camilla, how can you quantify love? It’s not possible.”

“I think it is. You do love her more.”

“I don’t!”

“Look, Matt, it’s okay. I’m not upset. It’s just how things work out sometimes. Naomi may be my twin sister, but we’re not the same. And you just like her as a person and as a woman better than you like me. That’s fine—it’s just how it is.”

“Even if that were so, why can’t we just continue—”

“Continue with you bopping both of us? Well, I suppose we could, but I really want a guy of my own—one who doesn’t think me second best.”

“I don’t—”

“You do. Anyway, my mind is made up. I’ll be moving out in a few weeks, as soon as I can find a place of my own.”

“Camilla, you really don’t have to do that.”

“I do, and I will. Really, Matt, no hard feelings. Have fun with Naomi—marry her, for all I care. I’ll be happy to have you as my brother-in-law.”

And with that, she left the house.

This happened on a Saturday, and as she wandered around campus, she became lost in thought. At some point she found a little diner to have a quick meal, and then she resumed her walk. She heard some sort of hubbub in the distance and made her way toward it. At first she couldn’t figure out what it was: it was a sort of roaring or shouting from a long distance away. Then she realized it must be coming from the football stadium. Of course! There was a game on, and at this college, football was a big thing to a lot of people. She couldn’t care less about sports, especially about football—all the players were just a bunch of beefy, thick-headed jocks, weren’t they?—but she headed in the direction of the stadium, just to peek in on an aspect of campus life that she knew nothing about.

Maybe it would help to take her mind off things.

The game now appeared to be over, as she saw a huge crowd of people filing out of the stadium. She had to fight her way in just as the fans were coming out. God knows what she was doing there—she still walked around as if in a daze.

The next thing she knew, she found herself in front of a door marked “HOME LOCKER ROOM / NO ADMITTANCE.”

Well, a silly sign like that wasn’t going to stop her. She strode right in.

The men of the Farquhar College team were apparently celebrating a victory, if the high-fives and slaps on the back they were giving each other were any indication. Many of them were already in various stages of undress, putting away their bulky equipment and heading for the showers. A large number of them were black, and Camilla couldn’t help but admire the sleek, sweat-covered physiques of the guys: they all looked delectable, whether they had milk chocolate or dark chocolate complexions! And the muscles on these guys—Omigod! Matt was a fine physical specimen, but he had nothing on these huge, sculpted men.

So what else could she do but start undressing?

Her actions were almost automatic. In a daze, she peeled off her coat, then her shoes and socks, and then her blouse, skirt, bra, and panties. Incredibly, only a few of the guys even noticed her presence, since she was in a far corner of the locker room where not a whole lot of people were present. But pretty soon, she came under notice.

“Hey, look at that babe!” someone said.

“Oh, man, what a piece!” someone else said.

But most of them said nothing. They merely got up from the benches they were sitting on and approached her, partially or completely unclothed as they were.

Camilla had never seen so much undraped masculine flesh before. And the organs some of these guys had—Jesus, she thought she’d faint as she saw their cocks all rise to the occasion! How could she not feel flattered?

“Hi, guys,” she said with unusual shyness.

The men were actually salivating as they surrounded her. She was so small, and they were so big, that she seemed like a pygmy by comparison; but that didn’t stop them from wanting her. The guy nearest to her reached beykoz escort bayan out to stroke her face—a surprisingly tender gesture. Then he let his hand slide down to one of her breasts, which he squeezed with a delicacy that surprised and touched her.

Another guy had come up from behind and was running his hands all up and down her back, including her thighs and bottom. And another pair of guys had managed to find a small, thin mattress from somewhere, which they now placed on a bare spot on the locker room floor. Camilla knew what this meant, and she made her way there and lay down on her back. Her action spoke volumes: Come and get me, guys!

And they did. Over the next hour and a half or so, they poked her in every way possible—one, two, or even three at a time. There were moments when she all but disappeared from sight, as the men probing her were so enormous that she could hardly be seen. There were at least forty men in that locker room, and every one of them wanted to touch her, or to taste her, or to enter one of her three orifices.

Camilla had never done double penetration before, but she found it a stimulating experience. There were, of course, different types of double penetration: mouth and pussy, mouth and anus, and the most intense of all—pussy and anus. There was a time when one guy lay on his back on the mattress, with Camilla on top of him; he entered her pussy, while another guy came up from behind and plugged up her bottom; then a third guy approached from the front, lifted up her head gently, and stuffed his cock in her mouth. Even this wasn’t the end, as two other guys placed themselves on either side of her, each taking a hand and placing it on his cock. Manipulating five male organs at once was quite a task, even though the two that were in her lower cavities were doing most of the work themselves; all she was doing was providing the places for their entry.

They came over and over again, and as soon as one guy finished, another took his place. She marveled at how different each cock felt in her mouth or vagina or ass: they were long and thin, short and thick, long and thick, straight, curved, and everything in between. There were black cocks, white cocks, Asian cocks, Latino cocks. This was something like a United Nations of cocks!

Much as Camilla was thrilled at all the attention she was getting—a strong antidote to what she felt was Matt’s increasing indifference to her—she gradually came to the realization that she had bitten off more than she could chew. The men just kept on coming, in every sense of the term. She thought she might have passed out a couple of times; and every time she woke up, she sensed another guy poking her in one orifice or another. She had now lapsed into total passivity, letting the men toss her around like a ragdoll, entering her at will and showering her with come all over her body—face, breasts, stomach, thighs, back, bottom, and everywhere else.

The whole tumultuous session only came to an end when a sharp voice said, “Hey, what’s going on here?”

Camilla thought a coach must have shown up to take charge of the situation. But in fact it wasn’t a coach—it was an African American player named DeAndre Wilkins.

He was the team’s star running back, and he had been instrumental in the victory earlier that day. He and a few other players and several coaches had been talking to the media for more than an hour in postgame interviews, and DeAndre had only now drifted down to the locker room to get cleaned up.

When he saw the mass of male bodies surrounding the helpless female in their midst, he quickly approached and, surveying the situation, barked, “Get off of her, guys.”

“But DeAndre,” one man who was waiting to get his turn with the girl, “she wanted us to do her!”

“I don’t care. Get off of her—right now.”

DeAndre held such a position of honor and respect on the team that the other guys immediately pulled out of Camilla, even though one or two of them were achingly close to spurting their seed over her. As the naked form now languished in a heap on the mattress, he bent down to her.

“Are you okay, miss?” he said with obvious concern.

A kind of dreamy smile came over Camilla’s face. “Sure, I’m okay. . . . I was happy to have them enjoy me.”

DeAndre had a somewhat rigid code of morals: his parents had emphasized that women in particular needed to be treated with courtesy and respect, and he felt that his teammates had woefully violated that principle. Looking at her come-spattered body, he said, mostly to himself, “We need to get her into the shower.”

He didn’t take her there immediately. Instead, he went to his own locker, quickly stripped naked, and then returned to Camilla. Scooping her up effortlessly in his arms, he walked into the communal shower stall, turned on the water, and held Camilla in various ways to make sure the come was washed off of her body. Then he called a teammate over, placed Camilla in his hands, üsküdar escort bayan and lathered her up with soap. Another rinse, and she seemed reasonably clean. In fact, her skin now had a rosy glow, and she felt fabulous as the hot spray revived her.

DeAndre couldn’t trouble to put her own clothes back on her, even if he could have found them in the now untidy locker room. So he carried her to his locker, fished out one of his own jerseys, and managed to get it on her. He did find Camilla’s coat and her purse; so after he got dressed himself, he picked her up again—she was still not very steady on her feet—and carried her out of the facility and to his car.

He placed her in the back seat, so she could recline at full length. At some point he had managed to get her name and tell her his.

“Can I take you home now, Camilla?” he said.

Camilla, who had been on the point of nodding off, suddenly woke up. “No! I don’t want to go there!”

“You really ought to go home and get some rest.”

“I tell you, I don’t want to go home! Please—please, DeAndre, don’t take me there! Can’t I just, um, stay with you tonight?”

He frowned. “All right. I don’t know what your situation is, but if you’re that dead set against it, you can stay at my place.”

Along the drive, Camilla haltingly told him the situation with Matt and her twin sister. Shaking his head with disapproval at the bed-hopping she was describing, he said little.

They got to his apartment in short order. It proved to be a spacious two-bedroom pad, austerely but tastefully furnished. Some alumni had contributed to giving this rising star a comfortable place to settle down when he wasn’t in class or on the gridiron.

Camilla was getting quite used to having this big, strong man carry her around in his arms, and she only reluctantly got to her feet once he had entered the place. Even so, she had to stagger to the sofa, as her legs were still pretty unsteady.

“Would you like something to eat or drink?” DeAndre asked politely.

“No, thanks,” she said in a small voice.

“You sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine—just a little tired . . . and sore.”

“Then you’d better go right to bed.”

He nodded to the guest bedroom, where there was a small bed that had clearly not been used in a while.

DeAndre himself was tired, and he was making his way to his own bedroom—which had a much larger, queen-size bed. But then he noticed that Camilla hadn’t made a move.

“Something the matter?” he said.

Camilla was tracing circles on the couch with a lazy finger. She remained silent for quite a while, then said: “I don’t want to be alone tonight.”

DeAndre peered at her closely. He didn’t think she was being merely a coquette—he sensed that she really was going through some emotional turmoil. His expression softened as he said, “Okay, you can be in my bed.”

A broad smile came over Camilla’s face, and it touched DeAndre right in his heart.

“Do you, um, have some nightwear for me?” she said. That jersey surely wouldn’t do.

“Actually, I do have a nightgown, if you’d care to wear it,” he said a little nervously. “Don’t worry—it’s clean.”

That wasn’t what Camilla was worried about. Whose nightgown is it, exactly? Does he have a girlfriend who just happens not to be here tonight?

“That’ll be fine,” she said.

He fished it out of the closet and tossed it to her. DeAndre himself only slept in his underwear—but since he figured they’d already been naked in front of each other (even if Camilla hadn’t been very aware of his nudity in the locker room), he didn’t think much of disrobing in front of her.

But Camilla, taking the jersey off and putting the nightgown on over her head, watched in fascination as DeAndre blandly revealed his incredible physique to her—the broad shoulders, expansive chest, washboard stomach, stovepipe thighs, and tapered calves. She covered her mouth in awe, almost fainting at the spectacle of this astonishing display of male beauty. And even though DeAndre kept his underwear on, she couldn’t help but notice a substantial bulge underneath the thin white fabric.

She slipped into bed next to him, feeling like a little girl sharing space with her dad. Were they going to go right to sleep? Wouldn’t there even be a little cuddling first? She just didn’t know what to make of this heart-stoppingly handsome man. Was he attracted to her at all? Did he only come to her rescue in that locker room out of decency and chivalry?

As he lay on his back, staring at the ceiling, she ventured to snuggle up next to him. He deigned to place an arm around her back as she draped her own arm across his muscular chest. It was rock hard and entirely hairless, the nipples somewhat erect.

Camilla didn’t think she’d ever wanted a man more than at this moment. He was a prince, a god—and he was her savior. Didn’t he want some kind of reward for that?

She was also coming to a realization sancaktepe escort bayan that her prior relations with men—even, or especially, with Matt—had been all wrong. She had previously taken pride in her sassiness, her boldness, the sharp tongue she wielded whenever she thought that some guy had overstepped his bounds with her. But now she sensed that this man was not going to take that sort of treatment. Without being in any way arrogant or full of himself, he was naturally dominant and he expected females to be—well, not passive or submissive exactly, but “feminine” in the classic sense of the term. There was not a shred of brutality or violence in him, except on the playing field; but she instinctively sensed that he wanted his women to be sweet and delicate. And she was ready to oblige.

Pasting little kisses on his shoulder and chest, she said, “Thank you again for saving me. I was reaching the end of my tether.”

“Why did you do it?” he said gently. “Was it just to get even with this Matt guy?”

“Partly,” she admitted. “Maybe I just wanted to prove to myself that I was still—desirable.”

“You don’t need to have any worries on that score.”

“Really? You find me desirable? I guess you saw everything I have to offer.” She blushed a little, remembering how he had carried her around naked in the locker room.

“I only saw your physical assets—not your mind or heart.”

“Well, I hope you can get to know those things too.”

Camilla was so bold as to give him a kiss on the mouth. He kissed back, and encouraged by that, she began placing little kisses all over his barrel chest, working her way down to his stomach, and then to his groin. With a naughty glance at him, she pulled down his underwear to his knees, exposing his organ.

“Oh, my goodness,” she breathed.

It must have been at least ten inches long—or would be soon, once it got fully erect. It was swelling and hardening before her eyes: she’d never seen anything quite like it, since most of the guys who were in this position with her were already as big as they were going to get. But as his member kept engorging, her mouth dropped and her eyes widened.

“You shouldn’t be doing this,” he said mildly.

But that gentle rebuke wasn’t about to dissuade her. With one hand she raised up his cock to a vertical position, and with the other she took hold of his enormous balls. Then she popped the first few inches of the cock into her mouth. She was no expert in deep throat, and that was all she could manage. But as she licked and sucked and actually chewed it a little, she got a good sense of its heft and texture. It tasted just fine!

She lifted herself up to her knees, peeled off the nightgown over her head, and squatted over his thighs. Taking his cock with both of her small hands, she first rubbed it against her thick bush. DeAndre made no protest. It’s possible he was too tired from his exertions during the game to make any strong objections; but she also sensed, from the fixed gaze he was giving to her naked form, that he was more than a little excited.

She had to raise herself up to get that huge cock into her vagina. At first she did nothing but rub it back and forth between her labia, coating it with the juices that were now flowing out of her. Then, slowly, she lowered herself inch by inch onto it, watching it disappear into herself with a sense of amazement, almost of shock.

Oh, man, was she filled! That enormous member actually vanished all the way into her, as she felt her labia pressed against his groin. And yet, it wasn’t merely that his cock was in her; she felt that his entire body had gone into her. And there was also a dim connection with his heart and soul, little as she knew of either so far. She somehow perceived that this was a man who had a lot more going for him than mere brawn; there was a kindness, a gentleness, a tenderness that in no way conflicted with the brute strength he displayed on the field, and Camilla intuitively grasped that the physical intimacy they were now enjoying would lead to emotional and spiritual intimacy as they got to know each other better.

But meanwhile, she was bouncing up and down on that magnificent cock, sometimes balancing herself by placing both hands on his chest. For his part, DeAndre at times reached up to seize her breasts, at other times reached behind her to squeeze her bottom. Throughout, he was gazing at her with the admiration her beauty and femininity deserved, and she already felt a renewed sense of her worth as a person and as a woman.

A kind of mild grimace now came over his face, and it became clear that he was about to reach his culmination. Camilla never wanted a man’s seed more than at this moment; and when he finally exploded, groaning heavily and sending multiple streams of his emission into her, she thought she could actually feel it splashing against the walls of her vagina. He kept coming and coming, filling her up so copiously that it engendered a shivery climax in her as well; and those shudders along her entire frame seemed to squeeze yet more come out of him, until she fell on top of him at full length.

His cock, lying between her legs, was still pulsating, sending little dollops of come onto her bottom. Meanwhile, his huge discharge was leaking out of her vagina, even though she desperately wanted it to remain in her as a reminder of their union.

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Bright hot lights dazzled Diana as she slowly walked across the stage, her toes clenched inside her red peep-toe pumps. The only sound in the stadium was the click of her high heels. From below the stage, her graduating class watched her silently, rows upon rows of blue gowns and decorated caps. Behind them, barely visible in the yawning blackness, parents and family and friends packed the seats.

It was the kind of vision that had woken her before in a cold sweat, her heart racing and her mind catching up to the fact that it had just been a dream. But this was very real. As she stepped to the podium, adjusted the mic with a creak, and cleared her throat, she felt a flutter of anticipation along with the nervousness.

“Good evening, parents, faculty, and graduates.”

After Ian had left her room that morning, while her mother called a cheery goodbye to “Brendan,” Diana had skimmed her original speech, her heart still pounding from the close call. The whole thing was based on literary quotes about the great beyond. It sounded the way a valedictory speech should sound. It was safe. And after she’d read it twice, she’d ripped it to bits, flushed them in a rush down the toilet, and written a new one in fifteen minutes flat. She didn’t need to hide behind someone else’s words. She had a few things of her own to say.

“Sometimes, things find you that you don’t expect. That you never could have planned. That you’re tempted to turn your back on and say, ‘That’s just not me.’ But those are the things that can change your life.”

She could hear Ian’s voice whispering in her ear that she was a dirty girl, feel Brendan’s sure hands on her breasts underneath her graduation gown, smell both the twins’ male sweat and musk. Right there on stage, she tasted their salty skin and their warm cream on her tongue, saw their hazel eyes devouring her soft curves. Her body remembered waking up in Ian’s arms less than twelve hours ago. Her pussy remembered the way he’d fucked her.

She was so distracted by the images and sensations of the twins, and the rush of knowing no one in the two thousand-person audience would guess the secret behind her words, that she only slowly became aware, as she continued talking about taking risks and challenging yourself, that she was speaking naturally. Her voice sounded poised and confident. She had a broad smile on her face. In a stadium packed with people, all eyes on her, she was enjoying every second of her speech.

“Some of us have planned each step of our lives for the past four years. Others couldn’t have cared less. And many of us are somewhere in between. But I would guess that we all have our ideas about who we are. They come from what other people expect of us, and they come from what we expect of ourselves — or don’t. We have our ideas about other people, too: the roles they play, the roles we think they’re supposed to play. But we can do — and be — so much more. So as we leave high school and go out into the world, I just want to say: surprise yourself. Let yourself surprise others. Embrace the unexpected. Try something that’s ‘just not you.’ If there’s any time to do it, the time is now. Thank you.”

The sudden crack of applause that split the silent stadium air almost knocked her over. For the first time, she felt the sweat trickling down her back. She smiled into the blinding lights, turned, and made it back to her seat with a steady pace. Each tap of her heels sounded triumphant now.

The rest of graduation was a blur. Music, cheering, diplomas handed out, one last speech, caps thrown in the air. Before she knew it, the processional had taken everyone outside and she was standing in front of the stadium, surrounded by her friends, hugging and taking pictures and scanning the masses of people for her parents.

Diana had never been especially huggy in high school — shyness had always gotten in the way, even with her friends. But if there was any night to grab people by the shoulders and jostle together for photos, tonight was that night. So when a strong pair of arms folded her in a big hug, pulling her close, she didn’t immediately react.

But the chest she was pressed against felt — and smelled — decidedly masculine. A shirt collar brushed her forehead. A broad shoulder bumped her graduation cap. What? Guys didn’t just come up and hug her. She wasn’t that kind of girl. When the hugger pulled back, his arms still wrapped around her, she blinked up into a pair of bright hazel eyes that sent a shockwave down her body.

“Uh — Brendan?”

“You were great.” He actually leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek, and her whole body tightened. Even if it was just her cheek, his lips were soft and warm, his firm hug felt anything but brotherly, and of course he had to smell good on top of it — like he’d just stepped out of the shower. “We heard you were giving a speech, so we had to come see you.” The wink he gave her looked so much like Ian’s imitation of it that morning, she found herself checking the cleft in his chin.

“We?”

Brendan beykoz escort bayan let go — finally. If he’d held onto her for a second longer, she would have collapsed into a puddle. As it was, her skin prickled, and she desperately wanted to tear off her graduation gown and fan herself. Her friends were gawking, phones dangling from their hands, turning from her to Brendan with expressions of amazement.

As soon as she looked over her shoulder, another male body crowded her. A casual arm dropped onto her shoulders. “What, you weren’t going to tell us?” Ian looked down at her with a lopsided smile, and her stomach turned a somersault. She caught a faint glimpse of the hickey she’d left on his neck the night before.

“I figured you guys like surprises,” she managed to say. Now her face had to be as red as her shoes, and her friends’ jaws were practically unhinged. Any minute now, she was going to have to mop Janelle off the floor. Ian only made it worse by leaning closer.

“Love the fuck-me pumps,” he said in a low voice under the music blaring from the outdoor speakers. His breath brushed her ear. “Nice speech too.”

“Take a picture of us?” Brendan’s arm was around her too now, and he held out his phone to Marissa, who blinked and took it. He’d made the right choice, Diana thought; Janelle would have fallen apart completely.

God, she was about to explode, wedged tightly between the twins. People were staring at them now — not just her friends. If anyone guessed the truth… But right then, she didn’t even care. Her face already ached from smiling, but she was too happy not to grin from ear to ear. Marissa seemed to be taking a lot of pictures, her finger permanently pressed to the screen while her eyes moved over the twins’ handsome faces and bronzed physiques. Diana couldn’t blame her. Meanwhile, Brendan’s warm hand squeezed her waist, and a pinch on her ass made her cheeks clench — definitely Ian. She prayed no one behind them had noticed, or saw her own hand sneak back for an answering pinch. Her panties were moist. Her pussy ached, sandwiched as she was between their muscular bodies. In the midst of all the craziness, she wondered if Brendan knew about Ian’s visit to her room last night.

“We both really liked your speech, Di. We need to celebrate,” Brendan announced, taking his phone back from Marissa.

“We do?” Janelle looked at him hopefully.

Brendan gave her an indulgent smile and turned back to Diana. “We’re taking you out. Right, Ian?” Ian just pinched her again — on her hip this time. Diana realized he still had his arm around her. “Saturday night? This weekend? A surprise.”

Oh boy, she would never hear the end of this from her friends. They’d demand a full report. Out with the twins — she couldn’t even imagine where they’d go or how she’d handle herself. She nodded quickly.

“Diana! Congratulations, honey! You were wonderful!” Her mother bustled up to her, her father in tow — and Mr. and Mrs. O’Brian with them. The twins stepped aside as her mother hugged her. Diana didn’t think the sudden entrance was an accident. She’d seen the way her parents had glanced nervously at Ian’s arm around her, while Mr. and Mrs. O’Brian looked pleased.

“Wasn’t she great?” Brendan smiled broadly, as if he were personally responsible for Diana’s speech. He wasn’t far wrong, she thought, her skin tingling under her gown.

A welcome breeze blew across the lawn. Teachers were coming up to her now. As she talked with them, posed for pictures, and tried to hold down five different conversations at once, she noticed the faculty noticing the twins.

Everyone recognized them, of course. They’d graduated two years ago, but it would be a long time before her high school forgot the O’Brian brothers. And there was no doubt right now which one was which. Brendan was busy shaking all the teacher’s hands, chatting them up and sharing friendly reminiscences. Meanwhile, Ian had been grabbed in a bear hug by a rangy guy Diana figured was the basketball coach — she’d never bothered to keep track of sports the past four years — while the rest of the faculty gave him a wide, disapproving berth, like they expected him to set off a stink bomb in the stadium.

“We came to see Diana.” Brendan’s voice caught her attention. He and Ian pointed at her with identical dimpled grins, and Mr. Bertell, her calc teacher, eyed the three of them with a confused expression, like something didn’t add up.

Meanwhile, more people were elbowing their way through the crowd to greet the twins, slap high fives, say hello — older brothers and sisters of the graduates, plus the few athletes and beautiful people in her grade who’d been cool enough to rub shoulders with the twins in high school. This was familiar. Diana was used to seeing Brendan and Ian at the center of things. But now she was at the center, too. People she’d never spoken two words to were shaking her hand, congratulating her, telling her how üsküdar escort bayan much they’d liked her speech.

Dizzy, she found herself on the receiving end of another hug — Ms. Wood, her AP English teacher, faculty advisor for the literary magazine, and the person who’d whipped her writing into shape more than anyone else the past four years.

“Diana, this school is going to miss you so much. I’m going to miss you so much. Yale’s about to learn how lucky they are to have you. All those late nights you put in for the literary magazine…the work of art you turned in for your final paper…”

“Those times you studied all alone in your room…the way you never had any fun…” said a familiar teasing voice.

Ms. Wood pursed her lips. Diana suddenly became aware of warm pressure on her shoulders. Ian had come up next to her, draping an arm around her again. “The two of you are friends?”

“Neighbors,” Diana said quickly. “Friend” wasn’t an accurate word for Ian, and she didn’t want to think too hard about what word might be. “I grew up with him and Brendan.”

“Do you miss me, Ms. Wood?” Ian flashed white teeth. “‘Cause I miss you.”

Ms. Wood raised her eyebrows. “I’m sure you do miss my class. Just like you did twenty-nine times in one semester. As I recall, your coach got you out of that one. And no, Mr. O’Brian, I don’t miss your absences. Or you coming in late, smelling like pot, or your smart-aleck comments, or the incomprehensible scribbles you turned in and called papers.” Her eyes flicked to his sweatshirt. “I hope you’re attending the occasional class at UConn.”

Ian just laughed. “Gonna go cry in the corner now. Unless you want to spank me first.” Red crept to Diana’s cheeks — she couldn’t look Ian’s way, or Ms. Wood’s — but she also had to bite her lip to stop a laugh of her own. “Catch you later, Diana.”

As he sauntered off, Diana realized a second too late that she was staring at his broad shoulders and narrow hips, remembering how that muscular ass had felt under her hands the night before. A voice over the blasting music pulled her attention back.

“Diana.” Ms. Wood had looked exasperated before; now she looked worried. “I know Ian O’Brian holds attraction for a lot of girls. But please, don’t spend any time or energy on him. It would be an incredible waste.”

Diana blinked, too stunned to answer. Quickly, she looked over her shoulder again, fighting embarrassment and hoping Ian hadn’t heard. Hazel eyes met hers. He’d heard. Before she could laugh it off, he turned away.

*******

At one in the morning, Diana tiptoed into her room, carrying her red peep-toe pumps. Her cap and gown hung over her arm. She was officially exhausted. Graduation parties, laughter, more people and chatter in one night than she was used to in a week. Her cheeks hurt from grinning. Her feet and calves ached from prancing around in three-inch heels. But she wouldn’t have traded any of it. She’d dreaded this day even as she’d crossed off the calendar dates in anticipation, but now that it was over, she had to admit: she’d loved it.

Sighing with relief, she set her cap and gown on her armchair, wiggled her bare toes in the carpet, and reached back to unzip her tight dress. The navy blue fabric dropped to the floor. It felt so good to free her heavy breasts from their lacy black cups — the same bra she’d been wearing when her eyes met Brendan’s while she enviously spied on the twins’ party next door. Had that really happened less than two weeks ago?

She glanced at the window. The O’Brians’ house was dark, the twins’ Jeep missing from the driveway. They must be out for the night. Probably with some of the people who’d been so ecstatic to see them after graduation. That was fine, she told herself, trying to ignore her twinge of disappointment. The excitement of the evening had already worn her out.

After a moment’s pause, she hooked her thumbs into her black thong, eased the scanty material over her hips, and stepped out of that, too. Posing naked in front of her closet, she gave herself permission, for the first time, to really admire the voluptuous girl in the mirror. The full swells of her breasts didn’t embarrass her anymore; instead, they tingled under her gaze, knowing how good it felt to be licked and squeezed. Her large rosy nipples contracted in the cool night breeze from the open window. The exaggerated curves of her hips and ass — curves she’d always considered way over the top — seemed just right. And whatever Ian said, her glasses were sexy. The black frames — along with her dark hair, puckered crimson nipples, and the soft triangle between her legs — punctuated her pale skin.

She fluffed up her hair, looking at herself from one side, then the other. Then, giggling, she lit some candles, turned out the light, and flopped into bed.

Just a quiet night now. She deserved it. A couple of sweet-smelling candles that would burn down soon, a book that wouldn’t keep her sancaktepe escort bayan awake too long, and no nightgown at all, just the relaxing feeling of fresh sheets on her naked skin. Yawning, she stretched under the covers.

A light tap made her jump. Rolling over, she saw a male face in the window, framed with shadows. Her stomach flipped.

“Ian?” she whispered, sitting up.

He raised an eyebrow at her. “Brendan.”

“Knew that.” Diana flushed. Of course it was Brendan. Ian wouldn’t have bothered to knock. Now that he was smiling, the cleft in his chin made it clear. “I, uh, I’m not really dressed.” She held the covers to her chest, aware that her nipples were starting to harden under the cool sheets.

Brendan’s smile broadened. “That’s it. I’m leaving.” He started to turn around, branches rustling below him. Diana began to laugh. It was a little ridiculous, she had to admit.

“Don’t leave,” she called softly.

Swinging easily through the window, Brendan landed on the floor and walked right over to her bed. Diana realized she was gawking at him, no better than her open-mouthed friends at graduation. His easy grace, his total confidence, the way his tank top and boxers clung to his muscled body.

“Just came to say congrats. With a little more privacy. You were amazing tonight.”

“Thanks.” Blushing, she nodded, self-conscious now as Brendan sat down on her bed. The mattress sank under his weight. Diana noticed a brown paper bag in his hand. Her skin began to tingle, aware of his long body close to hers. He put his hand on her knee, and the tingles turned into prickles.

“Good book?”

Diana glanced down at the open book still in her hand. “I couldn’t really tell you. I’m just too excited to sleep,” she confessed.

“Yeah?”

Brendan was rubbing her knee gently through the covers. Heat poured outward from his touch.

“You know.” Her voice caught. “It’s been such a busy night. A lot of people and attention and now— I guess I don’t know what to do with myself.”

Brendan squeezed her knee. “I heard I was here this morning,” he said softly. “Figured I should make it true.”

So Ian had given him the rundown. Diana wondered just how much he’d shared. Of course, he’d told her at the beginning that he and his brother didn’t have any secrets from each other. She shook her head. “My mom wanted you to stay for breakfast. She was probably hoping to talk your ear off.”

“Any time.” Brendan leaned in, the paper bag crackling, and tipped up her chin. Startled, she opened her lips to his. He’d caught her off-guard, but his warm mouth felt so good that she couldn’t think any further.

“Brendan, I— oh.” She broke off when his tongue slipped into her mouth. She could taste the faint overlay of beer on his breath. He’d definitely been out. And what about Ian? Deftly, Brendan took the book out of her hand, unhooked her glasses and set them on her desk without breaking the kiss. One large hand massaged its way over her bare shoulders. Of their own accord, her hands wandered to his hair.

“You taste good, Di,” he murmured.

“So do you.” Flustered, she pulled back and glanced down at the bed. The covers were sliding down her breasts, but there wasn’t much point in pulling them back up in front of Brendan. “What’s in the bag?”

“Your graduation present. From both of us.”

“You shouldn’t have.” Now she was really feeling hot. “I thought you guys were going to take me out.”

“That’s the second part.” He grinned at her. “This is the first part.” Her skin popped into goosebumps from the cool night air and the suggestion in his smile. When his eyes traveled down her body appreciatively, she realized that the covers were slipping further over the swells of her round globes. She stared at the brown paper bag in his hand, looking so innocent and making her so nervous about what might be inside. “Now close your eyes and open your hand.”

Good thing this was Brendan, because she’d never risk doing that with Ian. Who wasn’t here.

Slowly, she closed her eyes. She opened her hand.

Something smooth and narrow pressed into her palm. Her fingers closed over a firm, slender shape: bulging in the middle, tapered at one end, flared at the other.

“What is this?” Her eyes popped open.

Brendan started to laugh. “Something you’ll like.” He began rubbing her leg again, sending a shiver through her.

Diana turned the shiny pink silicone over in her hand, perplexed. She recognized the material, at least. “A weird, less-satisfying dildo?”

“Try again. I don’t think it’ll be less satisfying.” A teasing smile played over his face. And Diana couldn’t believe she’d gotten to the point with Brendan where she could talk about these things with him.

She peered at the toy again — it had to be some kind of toy — feeling very naive. It didn’t look completely unfamiliar. Yes…she had seen a shape like this when she bought her dildo online, scrolling through the website with her fantasies spiraling out of control — in the dead of night, of course, while procrastinating on a paper. Suddenly, she knew.

“Oh my God. Brendan—”

They’d bought her a butt plug. Why did they— How could they— She forced herself to stare right at Brendan’s amused hazel eyes, embarrassment and excitement running down her body. “I don’t believe you guys. Is this a joke?”

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We were driving around in a new jeep my friend had just bought – a fine Black Cherokee with tinted windows and chrome rims. We were cruising the strip where all the clubs were, showing it off, when we noticed this hottie walking down the street. She was wearing a tight short skirt and had long dirty blonde curly hair, real wild looking video girl hair! We slowly drove past her and couldn’t believe our eyes. She was gorgeous and had a chest like a porno star, and she was wearing a skimpy camisole top and NO BRA! We rolled down the windows and my friend in the front seat leans his head out

“What’s a gorgeous lady doin’ walking all by herself?” he asked her

“My boyfriend kicked me out of the car.”

“Well, do ya want a ride?” he asked.

She said sure and hopped in to the vehicle.

“Nice jeep!” she said as she entered.

We jokingly asked her if she noticed the sticker on the back that read ‘no gas, no grass, no ass, no free ride’. She told us that she did and while she didn’t have any gas, she did have a joint.

“Do you guys want to help me smoke it? And as far as the ass I don’t think I can handle three guys,” she said.

We wickedly smiled at one another.

“So why the hell did your dumbass boyfriend kick you out of the car?” I asked as we passed the joint around.

“He wanted me to give him head and I wouldn’t”.

“Well, what’s the big deal about that?” I asked. ”Because I give great head and every time I do he drives like a maniac!”

By this time were stoned and horny as hell, thinking about what she had said. We assumed she was a dancer by the way she was dressed and her unabashed way of talking. My friend that was driving told her he could drive perfectly if she were to give him a blowjob, and he would never kick her out. By this time the jeep was full of smoke and we were all pretty high and giggly.

“Oh, ya think so, huh?” she tells him. “Well since you’re so nice to pick me up and so cute I guess we should just find out huh?”

We’re freaking out now! And Joe decided to get cocky.

“You can’t handle all this cock babe!” he told her. Joe then pulled into a parking lot and whipped out his cock. The fucker was as big as a can of hair spray! She climbed into the front seat and gave me a shot of her flawless ass. Scott climbed in the back with me.

“Damn, aren’t you a big boy,” she said and grabbed it with both hands, then started slurping like a baby on a lollipop. By this time Scott and I were in the back about to cum in our pants.

“I thought ya couldn’t handle three guys?” I asked her.

She took her mouth off his dick for an instant and bostancı escort bayan said, “Then again I’ve never tried”. Joe was moaning and talking dirty to her, telling her to eat his big cock.

Scott said, “Boys, I think this lady wants a proper fucking”.

“Mmmmmm” she moans.

I reached around and pulled her seat down. She moved her hips so I could pull her skirt up, She was wearing this mesh G-string. I pulled it to the side and discovered that she was totally shaved except for a heart shaped patch of hair. I could tell she liked to be eaten and I slid two fingers inside her beautiful pussy. She was totally wet and snug as hell. I leaned over and started finger-fucking her as I sucked on her clit and licked her pussy. Scott had already started jacking off and I was hard as granite watching her suck Joe for all it’s worth. She was talking dirty as hell to Joe, telling him how she loved his big cock in her mouth. She had one hand around his dick, jacking him fast as sucked the head. Her other hand was pulling my hair, pushing my head into her pussy. She then took what looked like a nine or ten inch cock halfway down as she tried to swallow him, but couldn’t.

“Yeah, swallow that cock, you nasty little slut” Joe told her.

“Uh huh, uh huh,” she moaned and took all but about an inch down her throat. Joe grabbed her head and moaned in disbelief. She was sucking him almost all the way down and then started sucking on his balls while stroking his cock with her little hand. She then ran her tongue up and down the shaft, telling him she couldn’t wait to have his big dick inside her. All the while she was moaning and gyrating her hips as I worked on her sweet pussy. I reached up and pulled on her nipples as Joe layed his seat back. Finally, she moved on top of him and straddled him. She guided his cock into her cunt and squealed as he squeezed his monster into her tight little pussy.

“Oh yeah, oh yeah,” Joe moaned as she slid down his cock.

“Oh my God you’re so fucking big. Fuck me good baby,” she sighed.

Scott finally got in the action as she reached for both of our cocks and took turns blowing us both. Joe was grabbing her ass and bouncing her up and down his dick, and she was screaming when she didn’t have one of our cocks in her mouth. Then Joe started grabbing her ass and she cried out, “Oh yeah, I’m cumming. Oh yeah, fuck. Ah, fuck me Joey, ahh, yeahhhh”.

She pulled on our cocks, jerking us off wildly. Scott decided to lay the back seat down to give us more room. She cried out, cumming hard. Joe moaned out that he was about to cum.

“Oh dudullu escort bayan baby, I want it in my mouth” she told him.

She climbed off him and shoved his cock between her lips, jacking him off, begging for the hot treat to fill her mouth. Joe started cumming.

She moaned, “uh huh, mmmm”. Joe blew what looked like a quart, because some of it dripped down her bottom lip as she continued to pull and lick the shaft.

“I’m gonna give you guys the best ASS you’ve ever had. FUCK MY BOYFRIEND” she said sarcastically.

“She ain’t lying guys” Joe said, throwing his head back like he’s worn out.

“Mmmm, you got a nice fat one too” she told me.

She crawled in the back with Scott and me. She started to give Scott the blowjob of his life as I teased her pussy with the head of my cock. She was wet as hell and I decided to see if she liked her ass fucked. I continued to rub my cock along her pussy getting it nice and wet as I grabbed her thighs to raise her ass up. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I started to push the head of my cock into her tight asshole.

“Oh yeahhhhh”, she squealed.

I slid in slowly, watching her wrap her hands around Scott’s ass, taking as much of his cock in her mouth as she could. I had half my cock in her ass and could feel her cum dripping on my shaft.

“Oh yeah, you stud, fuck my ass good baby” she sighed.

Scott and I looked at each other as if to say “is this really happening!” I started to slide my cock in and out of her ass faster, rocking my hips. Scott squeezed and pulled on her nipples.

I was so turned on watching her suck him and watching him play with what looks like 38dd’s. I felt my nuts getting swollen as I got close to cumming. I rubbed her clit like a maniac and she pushed her hips to meet my thrusts, moaning all the while. Joe stroked his cock back to life and told us to fuck her good. I told her that I was about to cum as I pulled my cock out of her tight ass. She grabbed my dick and jacked me off as I sprayed all over her chest and face.

“Oh yeah baby, what a great money shot!” she giggled. “Your turn baby” she told Scott as she started sucking him again and squeezing his balls. Scott tensed up and cradled her face in his hands, cumming in her mouth as she milked him dry.

“Mmmm, that was yummy” she told him, rubbing his cock on her face.

By this time we’ve realized that we have a total nympho on our hands and she confirmed our opinion.

“Guys, have ya’ll ever done a dp? I’ve never done one and I want ya’ll to be my first.”

Joe and I looked acıbadem escort bayan at one another.

He said, ”Well what the lady wants, the lady gets!”

We decided Scott should fuck her ass since he hasn’t fucked her and since Joe’s hung like a mule, he would get her pussy.

Joe laid down in the back as she sucked him to get him totally hard again. She then climbed on top of him and slid right down on his big dick like it was made for her. She started rocking up and down his cock while he played with her big tits. Scott positioned his dick, grabbing her hips to slow her bouncing ass. She started to cry out reaching behind her to pull Scott closer as he squeezed his cock into her tight little ass. Her body tensed as she got used to the feeling of two cocks inside her. She then started to pull on my cock as they begin fucking her. The guys were literally fucking this girl half to death and she was screaming loud enough to wake the dead as they pounded into her. The entire Jeep smelt of sex and we were all heady, moaning as this little vixen drove us wild. She frantically kissed Joe, sucking on his tongue. Scott held onto her hips as she slid on Joe’s cock, and thrusted his own cock in her ass. She started to cry out she was cumming and squeezed Joe’s chest, digging her nails into him. This proved too much for Scott as he pulled out, shooting his cum all over her back.

She took my cock in her mouth once more, pulling my ass to get as much of me in her mouth. All the while she still bounced on Joe’s cock. Joe slammed into her like a maniac, grabbing her hips and raising her up to the end of his big shaft and then forcing her back down. She bounced her ass up and down his thick cock, riding him for all it was worth. Watching them fuck like mad made me start to cum again. She pulled my ass into her until my cock was all the way in her mouth. I started to cum so good I had to lie down. She was still sucking all the cum out of my cock as Joe told her he was about to cum in her sweet pussy.

“Yeah, baby, cum in my pussy, I wanna feel you cum in my pussy” she told him.

Joe grabbed her hips and pushed his entire cock inside her.

“Uhh, uhh” he grunted, filling her with his load.

She kissed him deeply thanking him for the gift. She continued to rock up and down, milking every drop out of his shaft. She then cried out that she was going to cum again.

“Ohhh, yeahhhhh!” she sighed.

“Damnnnn! I won’t be able to walk for a week after that,” she told us.

“So, about this boyfriend of yours?” Joe questioned her.

“Baby, YOU ARE A DEFINITE possible replacement”.

We drove her to her apartment and saw a guy waiting by a car.

“There’s the asshole now” she said.

She took a pen out of her bag and wrote her number down.

“Call me,” she told Joe, handing him the number.

We let her out as she and her boyfriend started screaming at each other. We looked at each other with goofy grins when Scott asked, “Did y’all get her name?”

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My friend’s college required that the students spend at least one summer on campus, and one spring or fall off. He chose the summer after his second year. Early that August, just before I was due to go back to school, I went to visit him.

The last night I was there we went out with his friends to a local pizza place. We ate pizza, talked, and drank some beer. My brother’s girlfriend Clare was there, and her two roommates Nancy and Susan, as well as a few others.

At the end of the evening my brother and I walked his girlfriend and her friends toward their apartment. It was a hot night – still above 800 even though it was close to midnight. We were all talking about the heat and how uncomfortable it was to sleep on these nights – especially in the houses without air conditioning that were the only ones students could afford in that town.

When we were almost to the girls’ apartment Clare turned to my brother and said “Let’s go to the lake.” He agreed, quickly. I didn’t know what was happening, but figured it would be nice to spend some more time with these girls since I was going home the next day and might never see them again.

We got to the apartment and got into Clare’s car. It wasn’t real big, so when I got in the back seat with Nancy and Susan I was pressed up against Nancy. It was a tight fit for the three of us, but not unpleasant.

About 20 minutes later we turned off the main road and down a dirt track. A few hundred yards into the woods we came to a clearing, and we were at the lake. The moon was almost full, and it cast that blue-white light that lets you see everything pretty clearly, but kind of as a shadow, even though it’s the middle of the night. It was still hot, but there was a little bit of a breeze, and it was much more comfortable than it had been in town. I thought we would just sit around on the logs or picnic tables that were there and talk some more and maybe wade a little in the lake.

Well, we did sit around and talk for a little while. I was sweating a little from the heat, and the water looked cool and inviting. I was thinking about taking off my shoes and going wading when Susan stood up.

“It’s too hot not to go swimming,” she said. “I’m going in.” Then she started unbuttoning her blouse.

I watched, rapt with attention as she opened her blouse and took it off. Then she unsnapped the button on her shorts, and slipped out of them. She stood there in the moonlight, hands on her hips. She wore a plain white bra and matching white bikini panties. I felt a little stir in my pants – she was kind of sexy standing there in the moonlight. I figured that she was going to swim in her underwear, and I might get a look at her nipples or something when it was wet but I was wrong.

“C’mon,” she said, “Let’s go. I’m not going in alone.”

I glanced over at my brother, who was peeling off his t-shirt. He gave me a “be cool” look, so I started undressing too. By the time I got my t-shirt off Susan had unfastened her bra and shrugged out of it and was slipping out of her panties. Clare and Nancy were undressing as well, so I followed everyone’s lead and stripped off.

Naked, we all walked down to the edge of the lake. I couldn’t help looking at the girls in the moonlight and thinking how beautiful they were and how lucky I was to be there. We stood at the edge of the water for a few minutes, talking about how cold the water felt, but basically looking at each other. Nancy was short and voluptuous, her body full and curvy. Susan was petite – somewhat the opposite of Nancy, but with proportionately feminine curves, just on a smaller scale. Clare was a bit taller than the other two, with long blonde hair that reached down to the middle of her back, but now was draped in front of her, alternately hiding and revealing her breasts. These three were beautiful as only college girls are – healthy and alive, innocent and experienced all combined into one. I tried to be cool like my brother had warned me about with his look, but it was tough. I’m not a virgin, but I’d never stood around naked with girls before like this, just kind of looking at their breasts and nipples and occasionally down at their crotches. Like I said, the moon was out and you could kind of see everything, but it was all shadowy. Susan turned once and was kind of backlit by the moon, and I could see that her nipples were long and erect. Knowing I was getting awfully close to staring, and perhaps embarrassing myself in another way, I walked into the water. The others followed me.

We swam and splashed and played in the moonlight, the cool water caressing our bodies in the way it only does when you swim in the nude. Every once in a while I thought I’d felt Nancy or Susan brush against me in a more than accidental way, and once Clare put her hand right on my penis, but I thought it was just incidental. I did my best to keep my hands to myself – or at least to avoiding touching the girls in any erotic zones, figuring that skinny-dipping and just kind of ducking each other and playing tag sort of was about as far as things were going that night.

Well, tuzla escort bayan after awhile Clare and Bob, my brother, kind of drifted away by themselves, and started kissing and groping each other. I tried to ignore it, but they were being pretty obvious. When Clare lifted one leg up out of the water and put it over her head, the leaned up against Bob and said “Do me now, Bob. Put it in me,” I glanced over, a little shocked. When I saw her wrap her wet, glistening-in-the-moonlight thigh over his hip, and reach down to guide his penis into her body, I knew it was time to retreat from the lake.

Just as I was moving away Nancy grabbed my hand and said “C’mon with us. Let’s leave them alone.” Apparently they’d heard Clare a well, and had seen what was going on.

Susan, Nancy and I sloshed out of the lake and back to where we’d left some towels. We dried off and I was reaching for my clothes when Nancy grabbed my hand again.

“Not yet,” she said. “You don’t have to get dressed yet.”

I looked at her a little quizzically, but figured that if she and her friend wanted me to stay naked I wasn’t going to argue.

“That was kind of sexy, wasn’t it?” Susan asked me.

“You mean Clare and Bob? I guess so.”

“You don’t think she’s pretty?” Nancy asked. “I mean, I saw you looking at her breasts. They’re nice and perky, aren’t they? And when she did that thing with her leg and then wrapped herself around Bob, and told him to put himself inside her? Didn’t that get your attention?”

“Well,” I said, trying to be careful. “It got my attention. But I figured we were just skinny dipping and it really isn’t polite to watch your buddy and his girlfriend when they, you know.” I didn’t want to say “start fucking,” but that was going through my head.

“But it is sexy,” Susan said. “I mean, look at them. She’s floating on her back now, and you can see that he’s pulling her on and off him. I bet that feels really nice.”

I looked out at the lake, and Susan was right. Clare was floating on her back, her legs spread-eagled on either side of Bob, and he was slowly pushing her away from him and then pulling her back toward him. I felt myself getting aroused, and tried to make it stop. I didn’t want Nancy and Susan to think I was some kind of a pervert, although their questions, and telling me to look at Bob and Clare, was making me think that something might be up – and pretty soon it was going to be me if we didn’t steer this conversation in another direction.

“It makes me horny to think about them,” said Nancy. “I mean, you’ve probably figured out we’ve been out here like this before. Usually it’s just the three of us, but Clare likes to bring Bob along when she’s horny and the two of them always end up doing it somewhere around here. Susan and I were embarrassed the first couple of times, but then we figured that if those two were having fun, we should too.”

“At first when it was just the three of us girls we just masturbated,” Susan said. “We’ve been roommates for a few years, and after the first semester or so we all decided that if one of us wanted to masturbate then the others would just ignore her. So it wasn’t too weird when Nancy just started one night, and, well, I was horny, too and joined in. And then Clare started bringing Bob, and the two of them would go at it. So we’d kind of discretely watch them and jill ourselves and all of us knew and it was kind of dirty and fun. And, well, Susan and I have experimented with each other a little, too. Just out here, on those special nights when Bob and Clare are going at it and we’re all horny and everything.”

“Why are you telling me this?” I asked. After all, I’d only just met these two a few days earlier.

“Jim, Bob and Clare are going at it. When we come out here now we pretty much figure we’re going to have sex in one way or another. If you want, we’d like to fool around with you,” Nancy said. “Susan and I talked about it, and we figured that we might not have an opportunity like this again, and that it would be fun for both of us to be with the same guy at the same time. But if not, we’re going to masturbate anyway, and you can or not as you wish. We don’t mind if you watch us, but we’d really like to do more, and with you.”

As she was saying this she walked up and put her arms around me, pressing her naked body against mine. I felt Susan move behind me, and a moment later she was pressed against my back. Nancy tilted her head back a little and gave me one of those looks that you see in the movies – you know, the ones that say “Kiss me, you fool!” I kissed her.

Her tongue pushed into my mouth, finding and wrestling with mine. Susan was pushing her breasts against my back, and was running her hands up and down my sides, and I felt myself get erect.

Breaking from our kiss, Nancy looked at me and said “Susan really likes her breasts sucked. Let me show you how she likes it.”

Susan spread a towel on one of the picnic tables and then climbed up and lay down on it. Her body göztepe escort bayan looked small and fragile in the moonlight, but the nipples on her small breasts were already hard and erect, casting little shadows on her breasts. Nancy and I sat down on either side of her. She was definitely on display – her small, round breasts, the curve of her vulva, her slim legs. I felt myself getting even harder.

“First,” Nancy said, “just caress her a little.” She ran her hand up and down Susan’s torso, not avoiding her breasts, but not focusing on them either. I copied her motion. Susan’s skin was soft and still a little damp from being in the lake. I ran my hand down over her thigh, then up across her hip and up to her shoulder, just glancing over the side of her breast on the way. I heard her sigh, and looked over to see that Nancy was now concentrating on the breast on her side.

“Just stroke around and around. Don’t touch the nipple at first. Feel how soft and firm Susan’s breasts are. Use your fingertips. Just get all those nice little nerves firing.”

I did as I was told. Susan’s breasts weren’t all that big, but it was really nice to touch her.

One thing I have to say here. This kind of thing never happens to me. I’ve been with a woman and all that, but these one-night stand, kind-of-kinky kind of things just don’t happen. And part of me wasn’t so sure about all of this. After all, I’d only known these women for a few days. There was no emotional commitment or anything. I guess I started thinking about all this about then, still touching Susan, but kind of distractedly. Nancy spoke to me.

“Jim, stop thinking so much. Just go with it. We are. We don’t do this kind of thing except here at the lake – and never with a guy. Bob and Clare do their thing; we mostly masturbate and occasionally touch each other like this. But it’s ok. We know you’re a good guy, and that you’re not going to hurt us. We’re not going to hurt you. But we’re young. It’s college. It’s the time when you experiment, when you push yourself and find out where your limits are. And we want to experiment with you. So just enjoy it. We’re going to, and it’s going to be fun. And don’t worry about getting either of us getting pregnant. We’re both on the pill, and so’s Clare for that matter, and it’s also a safe time of month for us.”

Susan lifted up on her elbows about this time. “Jim, it’s ok. I like it, I want it to happen. And right now I want the two of you to suck my nipples and get me nice and aroused and to stop talking. Ok?”

“All right,” I said. “If you say so. I’m not really this kind of guy, but this is a fantasy come true.” And then I leaned over and sucked Susan’s nipple into my mouth.

She tasted of the lake and of flesh and as I worried her nipple into erection I felt myself getting hard and erect. I licked and sucked her nipple and breast, trying to give her as much pleasure as I could. Occasionally my head would brush against Nancy’s as she ministered to Susan’s other breast.

Susan moaned, and she took my hand in hers and guided it between her legs. “Play with me,” she said.

Gently I stroked her vulva, feeling her swollen labia and then slipping a finger between them. She was warm and moist and I probed the soft skin, slipping my finger into her vagina to wet it, and then sliding it up to find her clitoris.

“Oh, yes,” she cried out softly when the pad of my index finger ran over her clit.

“Ok,” Nancy said. “Time to switch. Jim, lie down on the table. Susan, get up and let’s play with him.”

“Not now, do me more,” Susan whined.

“No, we’ll get Jim nice and hard and then you can ride him,” Nancy replied.

Reluctantly I helped Susan up, and then took her place.

“He looks pretty hard to me already,” Susan said, reaching out and caressing my penis. I was pretty hard, but her touch made me even harder. It was soft as only a woman’s hand is. I felt that little trill of electricity run the length of my dick, following her finger as she drew it up the length and then over and around my glans.

“It is a nice one,” Nancy said. “Let’s taste it.”

There is nothing that compares with having two mouths on your penis at the same time. Until then, I’d liked blow jobs a lot. This dual attack put everything that had ever happened before in that department in second place. The sensations were incredible. One of them would be licking up and down my shaft while the other was sucking on one of my balls, and then a mouth would suck me in and the other one would be licking and nipping at the base of my penis on the underside, where it’s sensitive. I could feel myself just getting up on that edge that means your orgasm is going to come in a little while when they stopped.

“I want him in me,” Susan said. She climbed up on the table and straddled me, kneeling with one leg on either side of my hips. I looked up at her. Her breast stood out hard and firm from her chest, and, as she lifted herself up, I could see the moonlight shining through the soft fluff of kurtköy escort bayan her pubic hair. She grabbed me with one hand, pointed me at her vagina, rubbed the tip of my penis against her labia a few times and then slipped down over me.

Susan was soft, hot and tight. As she slid down I really noticed how physically hot her vagina was – not burning, but definitely a lot hotter than the air around us. I watched as she moved slowly downwards, and then our pubic bones were pressed together.

“Oh god, that’s nice,” she said. Boy, was she right.

Nancy had been watching all this, but then climbed up on the table and positioned herself over my face.

“Can you eat me while Susan rides you?” she asked me.

“I’ll try,” I said.

She was facing Susan, and lowered herself over my face. I could smell her – hot and musky and female, and then her labia were pressed against my mouth and I reached out with my tongue and started licking her. Her labia were shaved, and I ran my tongue over them before stabbing it up, trying to push it into her vagina. I felt her reach down and open herself for me. I licked her everywhere I could – up and down and in and out of her vagina. I felt her get wetter and wetter, and her juices were running down over my face. Finally I decided to focus on her clitoris and found it, then began tracing the alphabet on it like I’d read in the sex book I’d found in the college library.

“That’s so good,” she moaned.

In the meantime Susan had been busy sliding up and down and grinding herself against my groin. I could feel her hand from time-to-time, and finally guessed that she was playing with her clit as she moved around on me. It felt really good to be inside her, but with Nancy distracting me, I didn’t think I was going to come all that fast.

Nancy didn’t wait for me. I was flicking at her clit now, which seemed hard and big in my mouth, and she was moaning pretty steadily.

“That’s it, right there Jim,” she said. “Keep doing that. A little harder now.”

I followed her directions, increasing the pace.

“Oh fuck yes,” she cried out. “I’m there. Here it comes, here it comes. Oh fuck yes!”

Her vulva kind of twitched as she came, and it seemed like she got wetter than she had been. Then I heard Susan as well.

“That’s so hot. Oh god, here I come. Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.” I tried to push myself up into her and felt her vagina clutch around me as she came.

After that the girls kind of collapsed against each other and on me, riding out their orgasms while they held each other. I just lay under them, breathing in Nancy’s musky smell, and feeling the warm clutch of Susan’s vagina around my penis.

Susan finally slipped up and off me, and Nancy slid off the end of the table.

“Look,” Susan said. “He’s still hard.”

“Didn’t you come?” Nancy asked me.

“Not yet,” I replied, “But I did have a really good time.”

“Well, you have to come,” she replied. She looked at me and at Susan for a minute, and then said “This is really dirty,” she said. “But in for a penny, in for a pound. Do you want to try something?”

“What?” Susan and I asked simultaneously.

“Do me doggy style, and Susan you play with both of us while we’re doing it and I’ll lick you.”

“That is kinky,” Susan said. “Let’s do it!”

She lay back down on the table. We were lucky it was as big as it was, since the three of us were using it like bed. Nancy got over her, kind of in a 69 position. I climbed up and knelt behind her. It was a little awkward, but we made it work.

I shuffled forward on my knees and grabbed Nancy’s hips. I felt Susan reach up and grab me, and then she was guiding me inside Nancy’s vagina.

Nancy wasn’t as tight as Susan, but she was just as hot. I’ve never figure out why women are hot like that, but I like it. I started pushing in and out of her, and could feel my penis moving over her pubic bone, which gave me the friction I was looking for. The girls started up to, and pretty soon we were a writhing, grunting mass of flesh.

I kept pushing into Nancy, my belly hard against the nice round globes of her ass, really enjoying what was going on. I could feel Susan’s tongue and finger’s occasionally as she played with the two of us and kind of gave a running commentary.

“Oh god, this is so bizarre. Nancy, you’re all stretched out around Jim, and he’s pushing in and out of you, and there’s your little clitty let me touch it (Nancy groaned at that point). And when he pulls out you kind of come with him and oh god Nancy right there, right there…”

Well, this went on for a while and I felt myself getting ready to come when all of a sudden something pushed itself up my anus.

“A little prostate massage should make this more fun for him,” I heard Clare say. I glance back over my shoulder and realized it was her hand against my ass and her finger inside me and then things started feeling amazing as she started stroking my prostate.

I don’t make a lot of noise when I come, but that night I yelled out pretty loud. I mean, Clare’s finger in my ass, Nancy hot and pretty tight around me and the most sensitive part of my dick sliding hard over her pubic bone, Susan playing with my balls and then Susan crying out in orgasm again, and Nancy’s vagina clamping down around me and I started coming, hard, pushing myself as deep as I could into Nancy, over and over again.

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Victor stood up.

Joy looked up at him, smiling slightly when she noticed he was obviously staring down her shirt. She said, not to Victor, but out of the corner of her mouth, “We haven’t gotten a check.”

Justin the bartender huffed and all but stomped back to the register to have a conversation with his replacement. He’d apparently managed to forget to ring them up. He folded his buff arms across his chest, looking dramatically irritated and snapping at a visibly annoyed co-worker.

Victor stood and waited while Joy took a final sip from her glass. She finished up and grabbed his shirt, pulling his face down to her.

She said, “When we get back to my place don’t leave until he’s gone.” She tilted her pretty head at Justin, indicating with her eyes.

Victor had a flash that when Joy had suggested this place at work she’d had some kind of plan, or some idea of what was going to happen. He was absolutely dying to know what was really going on, but he decided, with a very great effort, to just not push it.

Then Justin headed back towards them. As he approached, Joy pulled out her card and handed it to him, smiling.

She looked at Victor and said, “I got it.” Victor almost protested, but she cut him off. She said, “You can pick it up next time,” playfully, or maliciously, emphasizing the “next time.”

They were forced to wait a few more minutes while the transaction went through, and while Victor stood Joy carefully reached over, keeping her hand below the bar surface, and felt up his cock. He had to struggle to control himself. Joy laughed and backed off.

Then Justin came back, this time on the customer side of the bar, and roughly declared, “We’re done.” He gracelessly continued, “We can take my wheels.”

Joy popped up, turned, and touched Victor on the arm. She walked to the exit, swaying on purpose, a catwalk sexy stride that made her amazing hips swivel and sway. Her ass sashayed out the door with the two men following behind, mesmerized and desperate.

In the parking lot Joy stopped briefly, looked around, then made a striding beeline for a sports style car parked off to the side. Victor realized she knew which car was Justin’s. Justin ran, skipping weirdly, ahead of Joy, pressing on a key fob; the car beeped and its lights flashed.

“Weird,” Victor thought. He felt a pleasant buzz and was physically fairly calm, except for being extremely aroused. kadıköy escort bayan “Not like him,” he thought, watching Justin the bartender fool with the car doors.

Joy made it to the car and stood by the passenger door, looking at Victor and waiting. She smiled, and Victor had to look her up and down, and had to feel his pounding cock in his trousers. He put his right hand in his pocket to adjust, feeling embarassed again. They were in public, and anyone with half a brain could see what was going on. He shrugged and walked to the car. When he got there Joy opened the door, and when she bent over to get in Victor went out on a limb and palmed her ass through her tight, tight skirt. She giggled and looked back over her shoulder. As she climbed into the tight front seat she accidentally-on-purpose lifted her skirt, and he got a fantastic ogle at her panties. His head did a slight spinning thing, and he had to wait a second, to avoid rubbing his cock inside his underwear.

Joy popped into the front seat, lifting her knees almost to the dashboard and perching on the very edge of the passenger seat. She slapped the seat surface, hard, with a loud ‘smack,’ and laughed out loud. Victor glanced in the back seat; it was full of garment bags and parcel post boxes.

Justin was already behind the wheel starting the engine and putting the car into gear; he had to reach around Joy’s legs to reach the shifter, and when his hand went down and moved Joy pressed her legs together around his forearm. Justin’s face went red; it was noticeable even in the dark parking lot. He made a noise, a rushing breathing sound, and instead of removing his hand from between Joy’s legs he kept it there.

Victor crammed himself into the seat and just barely managed to get the door shut. There was no question of putting on seat belts; that wasn’t possible. As soon as he was in Joy shifted against him, pushing, and he tried to find somewhere to put his shoulders and hands. He watched Justin’s hand move up and turn sideways, feeling Joy’s inner thigh, and remembering exactly what was going to happen, pressed against the gorgeous woman squished against him and put his right arm around her waist. He felt around a little, and cupped her breasts as Justin pressed his hand into her down below.

Joy made a short little squealing gasp, and shivered. She turned her head, grabbed ataşehir escort bayan Victor’s head, and kissed him on the mouth.

She pulled her lips away and said, “Let’s go. My place.”

Justin waited for what seemed like a full minute, then stepped on the gas without removing his hand from Joy’s crotch. He backed out of the space, and, rummaging crudely between the woman’s legs, shifted and romped on the gas. The three of them, squashed in the front seat of the small sports coupe, shifted and rolled as the car roared out of the lot. Joy shouted out a big, delighted laugh and shoved wildly against the two guys.

Justin sped. He drove way, way too fast. Victor got a little alarmed about their relative lack of safety in the little car, but stopped thinking about it when Joy reached back again and started kissing him on the mouth, rolling her tongue around. He busied his hands again, openly and bluntly reaching for her front and cupping both breasts, playing with her tongue and rubbing against her delectable ass. He felt another hand, and when he looked down he saw he and Justin had brushed fingers; the bartender guy was pawing Joy’s boobs as well.

Victor noted, in between trying not to come in his pants, that Justin didn’t ask for any directions. He had to wonder, despite himself, if these two had gotten it on before. The car turned and roared down a dark two lane straightaway, blasting along in the welter of obsolete roads that made up the ‘burbs.

Very shortly a series of apartment or condo developments rose up from bleak and empty ground, towering alone over blank swamps and fields. Lights blinked and parking lots glowed dumbly in an orange glow.

Joy, pressing against Victor with her body, felt around herself and pulled his chest against her back, turning her head to kiss him while the two men continued pawing her body. Feeling Justin remove his hand from Joy to turn the steering wheel, Victor took the opportunity to lower a hand and deliberately placed his fingers and palm on the crotch of her panties. Joy giggled again, and he could feel soaking wetness on the lacy fabric.

The car shifted abruptly and threw Joy away from Victor, to almost fall into Justin’s lap, head down and ass exposed. Justin reached over and grabbed Joy’s ass, pulling up her skirt and feeling between the rounded cheeks, reaching for her pussy. ümraniye escort bayan Joy’s head rolled around in the driver’s lap, rubbing against his belly and crotch while Victor caught himself and grabbed the woman’s waist. The two men kind of manhandled the beautiful woman half sprawled on the both of them.

Then the car was parking and they had apparently arrived. Joy fought away the hands on her body, sat up as best she could, and reached for Victor’s door. “Let’s get this show inside, boys!” she half shouted, and laughed. She pushed Victor out so hard he almost fell on the pavement.

Then they were all out of the car, Joy was adjusting her clothes so as not to be nearly naked in the parking lot, and she was pulling Victor along towards a brightly lit building with Justin skipping to catch up. She pulled out a plastic card, from the single tiny pocket in her skirt, and ran to the entry door. She let go of Victor and swiped the card. Joy hopped inside without trying to catch the door; Justin was trailing, and Victor, on reflex, held the door for him.

Justin said, obviously reflexively himself, said, “Thanks man,” then openly caught himself. Victor almost burst out laughing, but Joy was hurrying in the inner hallway towards an elevator. The door opened immediately, and they piled in. Joy pushed a button, turned, and pressed herself against Justin, smushing her boobs on his chest and putting her arms around his neck. The doors closed.

Justin and Joy made out in the elevator, pawing each other. Victor found himself standing by himself behind Joy, and realized things could be very awkward very quickly; but Joy pulled her face away from Justin and reached a hand out for Victor, dragging him close and making a sandwich of herself, standing in the elevator.

It was unbelievable. She had an amazing body and was respectively soft and firm in all the right places, and the two men pushed, felt up, pawed and rubbed the woman between them for the couple of floors to Joy’s apartment. She squirmed and pressed and moaned. As the floor indicator dinged she had her legs apart with Justin pressed between them, and Victor’s cock pressing against the fine roundness of her ass. She was breathing hard and moaning softly.

The door opened and she shoved the men away, whipping her hair around for a second. She ran out of the elevator to an apartment entrance and rushed inside, leaving the door open. Justin and Victor followed, getting stuck briefly in the doorway, Three Stooges-like, trying to both shove in at the same time.

Then they were in Joy’s place. She was turning around in the middle of the living room, or front room, kicking off her shoes and spreading her arms out, looking at the two men in her apartment and smiling broadly.

They walked towards Joy.

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Trina reached across the kitchen counter to grab another lemon. “So who wants another lemon drop?” Mike Laura and Lyn all raised their hands in the air without looking Trina’s way, Brian shook his head no as he took another swig of his beer, and Ben raised his leg in the air from where he lay on the couch. “I’ll take it that means you want one too honey?” She said with a slight grin on her face before she dabbed the newly cut lemons into sugar and then grabbed the bottle of vodka as she went back into the living room. This was somewhere around everyone’s fourth shot for the evening with the exception of Brian who was none the less starting up his fourth beer, but he’d done a shot of firewater with everyone earlier between beer number two and three.

The Truth or Dare game was going quite well. Trina’s breasts were all but falling out of a folded over spandex top due to a dare she’d received earlier. Ben was down to his boxers and as he moved about, the opening in the front gave a very slight view of what was hidden inside. Mike had on just a shirt and a male thong due to Laura’s earlier suggestion for a dare. Laura herself was now down to her bra and panties, but Mike lay in front so that his head and body covered most of the delicious view. Brian wore a sheet that was wrapped around the rest of him in the shape of a toga. It was assumed that he had taken everything else off as the earlier dare had requested. And Lyn sat on her knees with just a T-shirt to cover herself with.

“Bottoms up!” Trina said as she took her shot of vodka and chased it with her sugared lemon. Everyone else followed suit. “Well I think it’s your turn Laura. Truth or Dare?”

Laura glanced in Trina’s direction and then down at Mike who lay against her chest waiting for her to respond as well. “Well I suppose truth since I only have two more items left to take of and I’m sure Mike would love to help me do so if I should be dared to.”

Ben took the initiative, “Alright, where is the kinkiest place you’ve ever had sex?” “Oh that’s easy, on one of the platforms on stage during a play rehearsal. We had to be very quiet, which was the toughest part.”

Everyone giggled. “Okay Brian, now you.” Laura waited for a reply.

“Truth, lay it one me!” Brian seemed almost eager to spill his guts.

“Which female here would you like to fuck the most?” Laura’s grin did not go unnoticed. Brian took a quick glance around the room. Lyn could only assume that he was trying to sum up each female or at least pretending to not know already.

“They are each extremely fuckable,” he stated noticing the happy smiles that were now creeping onto each female’s mouth.

“Flattery will get you anywhere and anything.” Trina stated achieving eye contact with Brian as he looked specifically her way.

“Well in that case Trina, because she seems eager enough that I won’t ware her out after the first round.” Brian smiled a proud smile assured in the knowledge that he had made the right choice, at least for the time being. Lyn was certain that he’d get a fuck from her later now for sure.

Lyn glanced at Brian out of the corner of her eye and thought, ‘you want to talk about fuckable.’ “Mmmmmmm”

Brian then turned to see Lyn’s gaze. “And now you Lyn.” Brian was grinning as though he’d heard her thought and now had collateral on her or something.

Lyn took a quick breath, “Truth, I only have the shirt left.” Brian turned toward her to look her straight in the eye.

“How many guys have you been with total?” In less than a second Lyn’s heart sank. Being a virgin was something she was usually proud to announce, yet recently she’d reached an age where she felt horny so often and found herself developing new and improved fantasies of what she’d like to do with a few choice guys. She’d even contemplated getting bold enough to jump a guy and tell him he would be her fuck toy for the evening, but sadly Lyn was not very bold so she waited for the guys to make the first move. Oh she’d found a few guys to play with since her horny episodes had started. She’d sucked and jerked them off and allowed them to gratify her the same way, but she’d never gone any further with them although she’d seriously considered it with the last guy she’d played with.

“You mean been with during sexual activities or for sex?” Lyn awaited her possible doom.

“Good old, down and dirty, sex my dear. How many?”

Lyn sighed. “None.”

“None?” Brian straightened up his back, but did not look away. “You’ve got to be kidding. How could you look so yummy and still be a virgin?” The out loud voicing of that ‘V’ word made Lyn shift uncomfortably. She suddenly wondered how a word so simple could go from being a term for prideful admiration to something that now seemed too vile to even mention.

“Not even one thrust?” Ben was no longer lounging on the couch; he had sat up and was looking right at Lyn with renewed interest. Trina gave Ben a half slap kartal escort bayan to the chest as if to say, careful what you say she might be sensitive.

“No. Look you don’t have to treat it like it’s something horrible. Just because I’m a…virgin, it doesn’t mean I don’t have any sexual appetite or anything. I mean I have fantasies everyday, and practically all the time. Plus it’s not like each of you were not at one time virgins as well. Of course I suppose now you’re all gonna look at me differently, treat me like a china dish that could get broken. Great going Lyn, no more fun parties for you. Should I leave now or wait for the entire mood to be killed?” Lyn started to get up.

“I thought you were a virgin all along.” Lyn turned to look at Laura who had removed herself from the mission of being Mike’s personal pillow and was now kneeling on Lyn’s right side. “We don’t want you to leave Lyn, and I promise I will not treat you like a piece of fragile china, if you want to stay.” Lyn caught herself glancing down at Laura’s cleavage shot and lifted them to look Laura in the eye.

“I don’t want to leave; I just figured that you would all think I was somehow no longer appropriate for this party. It seems whenever I tell some guy he gets all choked up and disappears.” Laura brushed a strand of Lyn’s hair behind her right ear.

“Well I can understand their not being sure if they should stay around,” Brian chimed in and all the females turned to give him a look but he continued on as though he didn’t notice at all, “I mean if they wanted to fuck you and they just discovered that you were a virgin that didn’t want to be fucked…well they would have to remove themselves from the scene to keep from going mad.” Brian reached out and touched Lyn’s arm.

“And what makes you think that all virgins don’t want to be fucked?” Lyn watched as the look of certainty, instead of Brian himself, disappeared. His light grip of support on her arm all but disappeared it was so gentle. “Is that such a huge surprise?”

“Well, actually yeah.” Ben chimed in. “I mean usually if a girl has been able to remain a virgin till now she’s not interested in losing it till say, after marriage.”

“But that’s not the case with everyone. I just took longer than most to realize I want sex, plus looking back I don’t think there were many good choices laid out to me along the way. Good choices are essential to the first time sex mood after all.” Lyn suddenly realized that she was now the center of attention of everyone and felt herself begin to blush. She heard a tiny noise and turned to look at Brian. Seeing a huge grin on his face she inquired. “What, what is it? Did I say something funny?”

“I was just wondering if you’ve found any good choices lately?” Brian then took a long glance up and down Lyn’s form as though he were a dog sizing up a juicy looking slab of meat.

Lyn started to grin herself now. “I’ve found a few likely candidates, but of course as horny as I can be I’d still like to remember my first time as being gentle and special, so he’d have to be willing to slow it down a bit and make it memorable, if you know what I mean.”

Brian smiled and then winked at her before he broke contact and turned to look at the others. “Well it’s your turn then Lyn, choose your victim.” Lyn wasn’t sure if he meant choose a sex partner or choose the next person for a truth or dare question. So she opted for truth or dare just to be sure.

“Alright, Trina truth or dare?” After Trina picked dare Lyn opted to have Trina do a lap dance for Brian. As tightly as his toga was wrapped it was clear he wouldn’t be able to hide his excitement from everyone looking on. Lyn found herself staring more at his growing excitement then she had planned. Then as Trina was finishing Brian looked over at her and she blushed as she looked forward again.

Trina then picked Mike who chose dare and was promptly instructed to take Laura into the bedroom and make her a much happier person then she even was already in five minutes or less. We began the timer as soon as the door was closed behind them. Delighted giggles started to emanate from Laura and we all smiled at each other. Ben took the moment to grab Trina’s waist from behind and pull her into his lap for a kiss that quickly started to trail it’s way down to her all but exposed boobs. Lyn was watching absentmindedly. Then without realizing it her throat let go of a slight moan.

This is when she felt Brian’s hand wrap around her waist from behind to the opposite side from where he sat. As she turned to look at him his other arm wrapped around her front and he scooted himself even closer. His mouth then quickly found hers and she immediately opened up for his tongue to enter and play with hers. She was leaning into the kiss now which caused her un-constricted boobs to brush against his chest. She was very aware that all that separated maltepe escort bayan them was his toga sheet and her cotton T-shirt. She shifted her legs to be more comfortable and felt the T-shirt ride up her thigh. She had just started to have a fleeting thought about this when Brian’s hand went down and began to caress her thigh driving the shirt even higher. She loved the feel of his hands on her skin.

Lyn broke off the kiss for a brief min to change position a little. She wanted to be closer, if that was possible. Now on her knees she was beginning to straddle Brian’s knees, which were folded neatly beneath him. Just as she was getting happy with her new close position and was prepared to sit back down with her bare crotch against his she felt Brian’s hands come to rest on her bare bottom. He was lifting her back up a little. Lyn was unsure why till she saw a clear look of want in his eyes before he bent his head to capture one of her tits, through her shirt, in his mouth. Lyn moaned lightly as he warmed the flesh there with his mouth and flicked her tit so delightfully with his tongue.

Lyn felt her head falling back as he went for the second tit and repeated almost the same motion. His hands no longer had to lift her butt to keep her at a desirable height, so instead they started to slowly work their way up under her shirt leaving tender trails along her back. Lyn arched a bit as she relished in the feeling. Out of the corner of her eye Lyn noticed Trina and Ben. Ben was laying out flat with his legs out stretched and his hands held his upper body up to see Trina working on his cock below. Trina had clearly taken off his boxers and was on her knees with her head down low and her ass up in the air as she worked away on Ben. Her slinky top had been removed and her breasts were hanging down and slightly bouncing as she worked her mouth up and down Ben’s shaft. Lyn felt herself even more aroused by the scene and hoped she’d get the chance to try that as well.

Just then Brian caught Lyn looking over at the other couple and realized how turned on she was getting. He released her nipples and when Lyn’s head swung back to see why he quickly removed her shirt and captured her mouth in a hungry kiss and slowly let her body fall backwards to the ground. Once she was flat on her back Brian trailed his tongue on a path down her neck and circled around each breast and then down over her belly then just before he reached her crotch he pulled back. Lyn was momentarily disappointed but looked up to see Brian untying his toga knot and then she smiled getting a first glimpse of his gorgeous bare chest. Once the toga was gone his right hand reached out to squeeze and stroke her breasts. Lyn arched her back, happy to be caressed there. Then his left hand found her crotch and Lyn felt herself melt as he started to flick her clit with his thumb. A sigh of pleasure escaped from her mouth and then she felt his finger slide along her moist trail and slowly enter her there. She moaned again, which he took as a good sign and began pumping her slowly with his finger. He did this for a few seconds till he felt her responding well, and then added a second finger to widen her a little more. He continued to go slowly until he had three fingers inside her pumping in and out. He then removed all three fingers and leaned forward slightly and placed himself at her entrance. Lyn could feel the head of his cock hovering over her very wet opening. She glanced up to smile at him. Brian leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “If you don’t want this then tell me now.”

“I want you inside me, Brian.” Lyn whispered back relishing in the moment. Brian then began to slowly enter her. She winced a little at the initial shock of being spread even further than the three fingers, but the pain soon subsided as he slowly pumped his cock just there at that spot, then sensing that Lyn was handling it better he drove his cock in a little deeper repeating the same slow pumping action. He continued to do this until he had worked himself almost the whole way in and then he began to pump a little harder. Lyn had felt her hymen break, but it wasn’t as painful as she had thought it would be. Brian was so attentive to her facial expressions that any time she winced even a tiny bit he had known to take it slower till the pain had past. Now no more pain was there and Lyn was relishing in the feel of his cock filling her insides. She let herself go and started to pump her own hips up toward him.

Lyn could now feel herself approaching an edge of orgasm and her breathing got faster and louder. Brian seemed to sense her orgasm coming on, and started to work himself in and out even faster. He wanted her first time to be very memorable. He had to concentrate really hard on something else to keep himself from getting close to the brink. She was so tight that it was very difficult to do so, but he wanted to try. Then Lyn felt pendik escort bayan herself explode over the edge. “Mmmmmm Ohhhhhhh!” Brian slowed his pumps down to a very slow pace as he worked himself back out of her. She laid there with her eyes closed looking quiet satiated and he couldn’t help but grin. Once he’d removed himself completely he noticed Lyn’s eyes opening again. “Thank you, that was fabulous.” Lyn smiled and Brian leaned forward and gave her a long hard kiss.

“Looks like you guys had some fun there.” Lyn and Brian broke off their kiss and glanced over to see Laura and Mike standing next to each other smiling very wide grins as they surveyed the scene. Trina and Ben had also stopped and were looking on with smiles as well. Lyn felt herself blush and was sure she looked bright red. “Oh, but we’re sorry to interrupt.” Mike’s words did not go along with his facial expression.

Trina then crawled towards them. Looks like you left him in quite a state, Lyn. Mind if I help him with that?” Lyn looked over to see Trina reaching out a hand to Brian’s engorged cock. Lyn wasn’t sure what to say to that, but luckily didn’t have much chance to say anything before her mouth enveloped his cock for a taste. Mike and Laura sat down on the floor with everyone else and kissed softly. Trina released herself from his cock and turned to look at everyone. “Mmmm very tasty Lyn I had no idea, I might just have to try you later on too.” Trina winked and then went back to Brian’s cock.

Lyn looked over to see Laura going over to Ben and then Mike was suddenly squatting at Lyn’s side. “If it’s as tasty as Trina says then I want a try.” With that Mike bent down and started to lick Lyn’s clit. Lyn felt herself getting aroused again and spread her legs further apart. Mike wrapped his arms under and around her legs to hold them where he wanted them. Lyn sighed blissfully as he worked his way from her clit down to her entrance and then dove his tongue inside. Lyn glanced up to see Ben and Laura now in a 69 position.

After a few moments of this Mike looked up again and crawled up to kiss Lyn. Then he lifted her upper body so that she was now sitting up and they glanced around the room. Laura was now on her hands and knees taking Brian from behind. Lyn wasn’t sure when they’d switched partners, but she liked where this was going. Trina was kissing Brian as he pumped in and out of Laura. And Ben was placing himself on the floor beneath Laura so she could suck on him. Lyn suddenly got an urge to go over there, and decided to kneel at an angle next to Ben and stroked his balls while Laura sucked on his cock. Before she could think about it she was leaning forward to lick and alternate sucking Ben’s cock with Laura. Lyn felt her backside being lifted into the air and then she felt Mike’s cock sliding across the entrance to her slit. He slowly entered her, and Lyn didn’t feel much pain from it any longer. Only a little soreness perhaps, but it quickly subsided. He pumped in and out for a short while and then pulled out. Lyn momentarily was surprised and stopped to turn and look back at him.

Mike placed the head of his cock up against Lyn’s rose bud. And looked at her waiting for her to tell him no, but instead Lyn just smiled, spread her legs a bit wider and went back to licking Ben’s cock. Mike took this as a clear ‘Go for it’ sign and started to work his wet cock into Lyn’s tight ass. Lyn moaned at first at the size of his cock. She’d used her toy at home for this several times to get off, but the size and feel of the toy at home could never compare to this. As Mike started to pump harder Lyn had to re-arrange where her hands were to brace her body from the force of the motion. She could feel her pussy dripping wet as it always did when she played anal activities at home.

Lyn couldn’t continue to suck on Ben’s cock she was so lost in the wonderful bliss of Mike entering her ass. Pumping in and out of her again and again. She didn’t realize that she had closed her eyes till she suddenly felt someone’s tongue licking at her clit. She glanced around to her side to see Trina now lapping away at her pussy. Brian was just beginning to fuck Trina’s hole. Lyn looked back forward to see Laura’s smile as she leaned in to kiss Lyn. Their lips met and they began to tease each other with their tongues.

Lyn could feel Mike’s cock start to twitch inside of her and she decided to use her muscles to contract a bit to help him reach release. She was rewarded with a stream of hot cum that spilled into her bowels. Mike finally pulled out and Lyn rolled over onto her back, spent from the activity. Brian and Ben also both pulled out and started to pump their cocks. Trina took the initiative to begin sucking on each of their cocks in turn. Lyn broke away from Laura’s mouth and started to stroke Laura’s breasts. Laura almost instinctively moved herself further up and on top so Lyn could taste each of her tits. Lyn sucked on one tit and then the other, lightly biting at each and then gently suckling on each as well. Lyn’s right hand went down to Laura’s slit and she began to rub and flick Laura’s clit, which provided tiny whimpers from Laura’s sexy mouth. Just as she was getting ready to fit her finger into Laura’s entrance Lyn instead felt something hard enter there instead and then a slight vibration.

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The doorbell rings and Sam goes to answer the door. When she opens the door, there he stands the sun glistening around him making him angelic. He smiles at her and enters the house. As he passes her she takes a deep breath savoring the scent of him. She catches herself watching him walk, scanning the muscular curves of his arms and the way his jeans enhance the tight ass that is beneath them.

He has been here before, for he is the handyman of the building. She has tried to resist calling on several occasions but inevitably something always happens causing her to call. ‘Damsel in distress’ situation pisses her off, but what else do you do when you live alone. Many things she has accomplished on her own and others she just makes worse. Besides getting the opportunity to look at that fine ass is a good thing.

He turns to her and asks where the bathroom is for the hot water tap in the shower is stripped. She leads him to the bathroom. He watches her walk in front of him. Her hair flows down her back. Her legs firm, but not muscular; curve gently into a beautifully rounded ass.

When they reach the bathroom, she turns to him not realizing he was so close. He quickly repositions his stare knowing she has caught him looking her over. He smiled shyly and mumbled a thank you.

Stepping into the bathroom they became face to face for they were standing together in the doorway. He could feel her breasts against his tight chest and for this he wished not to move. The light fragrance of vanilla tickled his nose. She could feel his body tense as they stood there for what seemed to be a lifetime. She could feel his breath on her lips as if he was about to kiss her. Her mind was racing full of fantasies that she had secretly for such a long time. He moved slowly by her as she whispered excuse me. His hand brushed the crotch of her jeans sending electric waves through her. She met his gaze; his eyes sparkled with mystery. He smiled and said certainly.

She left the room heading back to do whatever it was she was doing before the bell rang. At this point she had no idea what it was but was hoping by the time she returned to the living room she would remember. When she returned her girlfriend Janice, was standing there looking at her and passed her wondering what had brought such a smile to her face. She just looked at her and said she was finally getting her shower fixed. Suddenly they heard a blast of water and a holler from the bathroom. They both ran to see what had happened.

Standing in front of them was the handyman-dripping wet. His shirt clung to well-defined biceps and noticeable but not hardened six-pack. His jeans being this wet showed every curve of his legs, ass and crotch which instantly turned them both on. His atakent escort bayan hair, normally straight now had a slight curl to it and the water dripped to his nose. He smiled at them and said it’s fixed. They all burst into a fit of laughter.

Janice grabbed a towel and started wiping up the water as she went to help him clean up the tools as the mist from the shower filled the room.

Sam handed him a towel and said you might want to dry off. He removed his shirt and asked her to dry his back. Both girls froze as they watched him sliver out of his shirt. She took the towel and gently dried off his back realizing she was caressing more than drying. Noticing this, he turned to her facing her. Once again breathing on her lips and whispered, my front needs to be dried as well. She began drying his chest not taking her eyes off of him. Her friend went to his backside with another towel and began to dry his back. They remained motionless for a few moments savoring the feel of each other’s bodies.

He put his hands around Sam’s waist, slipping his fingers under her shirt and gently pulled her into him. Her heart raced as his lips caressed her neck. Her friend who was drying his back began rubbing and massaging his muscles feeling her way to his firm ass. She slipped her hands around to his front feeling his abs like a rippling wave. She looked at her friend whose eyes were huge as if to say what are we doing? Then he licked her neck, down to her chest and she fell into a sea of passion.

Janice had now worked her way through the buttons of his jeans and had the first feel of his manhood that they could see in front of them dripping wet. She looked at Sam’s wide eyes and grinned. He had unbuttoned Sam’s blouse and was gently running his lips over the curves of her breast that were not hidden from her bra, as his hands roamed her back and down her ass.

Sam was completely taken by the feeling of his warm breath on her skin, wanting so much more. She rubbed his chest down his abs and trickled her fingers down his treasure line till she reached Janice’s hands. Both working together they stroked and caressed his hard cock. Sam kissed his shoulders slowly up his neck to his chin. Reaching his lips, he pulls away and turns her around. Slowly slipping his hands down her jeans for the warmth of her pussy was calling to him.

Janice moved in front of Sam, stripping her clothes so he could see her. Letting her clothes fall gently to the ground, moving her hands over her body so her could see every curve. Janice stepped closer to Sam causing the two of them to be closer than they ever have.

She reached up removing Sam’s blouse and bra baring her chest. Her beykent escort bayan nipples were hard and her breasts firm. Janice cupped them in her hands, squeezing gently. Janice not taking her eyes off of him, watching him become excited by what she was doing was more of a turn on then him touching her himself.

She leaned into Sam, placing her breasts against her and kissed him deeply. Sam was amazed at how good this felt. His fingers had made their way to her wet pussy. Slowly he caressed her clit gently penetrating with his fingers and removing them moistening her clit. Janice slipped her arms passed Sam working his jeans off, which pressed his hard cock against Sam. She began to squirm, wanting, feeling lusting for more. Janice knowing this removed Sam’s jeans freeing the three bodies to the humid air of the room.

Sam turned to him, kissing his body, moving like a wave of an ocean across his chest and down. Her hard nipples gently touching him as she moved creating waves of sensation all over him. Looking up at him she rested her lips against his hard cock, teasing him with the tip of her tongue. He moaned with anticipation of what was to come.

Janice had made her way to the counter, sitting with her legs spread inviting him. She caressed her breasts stopping at the nipples. Tugging gently never taking her eyes off of them. Moving her fingers down to her clit and teasing around the lips. Watching Sam lick his cock almost feeling his hardness in her own mouth. Sam opened her mouth and engulfed his penis; Janice thrust her fingers inside of herself at the same time. Choruses of moans came simultaneously.

He reached over and began kissing and licking Janice’s nipples, cupping her breasts and squeezing them with each thrust from Sam. The moans from Sam sent vibrations through his hard cock, which made him, pulse even more. He moved down Janice’s torso to her wetness, for the smell of pussy through the humid air he could not take anymore-he had to taste.

Janice spread her lips with her fingers inviting him. He gently caressed her clit with his tongue and fingers finding his way to the ultimate treasure. He slid his fingers inside her warm moistness feeling her juices flow around them. Sucking gently on her clit, he could feel her vibrate. Sam enjoying what she was watching, could notice how wet she too was getting. He was getting so hard in her mouth he began thrusting gently. She withdrew from him and sat and watched them as he ate her and watched her friend squirm in pleasure.

Little beads of water trickled down Janice’s chest resting near her nipples. Inviting her, Janice looked to Sam and held her breasts in her hands and smiled. Sam joined sefaköy escort bayan the two in pleasing Janice. Licking her friends breasts was strange, but surprisingly very much of a turn on. Her muffled moans of pleasure made her want to satisfy her even more.

He had worked his way from Janice and now was fixated on Sam’s dripping wet pussy for he longed for her the most. Positioning himself on the floor, enabling him to watch the two, he buried himself in the aroma and taste of her thrusting his tongue deep into her, savoring the taste. Sam’s legs became weak and she wanting more, pushed down on him. He responded by penetrating her with his fingers, licking the juices that dripped from her. He watched Sam kissing Janice’s breasts moving slowly and hesitating at her hips.

The wanting of more made Janice squirm and spread her legs inviting Sam to continue. Sam slowly licked the curve of her thigh resting on her clit. The taste of her juices entering her mouth made her heart pound in her chest. Sam liked the feelings that she was having and licked the moistness of her friend as she moaned as he explored her and found her g-spot. She tightened around his fingers thrusting not wanting to let go. He pulled away long enough to position himself for what he could no longer hold back from.

He bent Sam over so he could watch her please her friend and gently moved inside her. Sam moaned again moving with him causing waves of emotion through both of them. Gently thrusting himself into her, he could feel explosions beginning to erupt. Sam had now moved and wanted her friend to be pleased as she was. Sam moved her fingers in and out of Janice, watching her and feeling her tense with each movement. Janice moaned in pleasure. Gently and faster they moved in sequence, thrusting and rubbing to the point where he could not hold back anymore.

Janice had moved Sam closer to her touching their breasts as she squirmed on her fingers. He moved in a rapid motion, causing both of them to scream with pleasure. Janice leaned into Sam wanting to taste her juices, reaching with her tongue, never taking her eyes off of him. Sam returned and they kissed passionately. He rubbed Sam’s tits pulling on her nipples sending electric shocks through her body. She couldn’t take it anymore; she pushed against him tightening her muscles around him. He began to thrust harder holding her against him, Sam exploring her friend with the same intensity.

The moans became louder and they all slipped into spasmatic waves of organism. Releasing Janice, Sam turned to him and kissed him, exploring his mouth with her tongue, sharing the taste of her friend. He held her close to him, emotions running wild enjoying the passion they shared between each other.

Janice then turned to them, hugged her friend telling her that they should make sure the shower works. Kissed him gently, announcing as she left that her washer has been broke and he should come have a look at it and left the room.

Sam turned to him and led him to the hot steaming shower that awaited them promising he would be squeaky-clean before they were done.

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15. The final hunt.

The morning broke, and temperatures soared already. It was promising to be a hot day.

“Good morning ladies, one more day to go, now don’t oversleep and miss the best part of it: my breakfast,” Jennifer called, waking up those who were still sleeping.

Ashley woke up, feeling refreshed from a good night’s sleep, knowing that they had one tough day to go and that after that it would be pay day. Just one more day of accepting abuse, and then it would be all finished.

“Just one more day, and then finally my sore pussy can heal,” groaned a sleepy Phoebe next to her.

“Yes, looking forward to that myself too,” Ashley replied.

They got up, and walked down to have breakfast. It was early in the morning, the birds were singing, and the sun was shining bright. It was getting hot already, it was promising to be a scorcher. A beautiful day to end an eventful week, Ashley thought.

Ashley and Phoebe went to their hideout together. It was hot, but they would have to be found anyway, so why not keep each other company while waiting for that. And if too hot deep inside, they could always just step out of the niche and still be somewhat hidden.

It was cool under the rocks when they moved in. They snuggled up together, and immediately started to hug and kiss. Ashley felt the warm feelings of love run through her body, making her feel very happy. After a few minutes they stopped kissing, and just hugged each other closely. The horn sounded, the game was on. In the distance they could hear the cheers of the men, who were obviously looking forward to today.

Ashley said softly, “It’s been an interesting week, don’t you think, I’ve never done anything like this before. Never accepted people to use my body like that. Never done it with another woman. Never felt love for another woman.”

“It’s been interesting, for sure. I’ve had more sex in the last week than I’ve had in the rest of my life. I never knew I could do this.”

“Me neither. But I think I’ve come to terms with it. With most of it, if not everything, at least for now. The prostitution, being used as sex toy all the time. Being without clothes all the time. Being with you, being in love with another woman. I’ve come to terms with it. Those men can have my body, but they do not get me, my soul. And they can’t have this -” She kissed Phoebe again.

“Thanks,” whispered Phoebe. “I love you. You’re so sweet to me, I don’t think I could have gone through all this on my own. I still can’t really come to terms with the constant sexual abuse, it really wears me out. I know they’re just interested in my pussy and my boobs, which in a way hurts me, I’m not treated like a woman. At least you treat me for what I am, a woman, with a heart and soul. Not just a sexy body.”

While Phoebe talked, Ashley was stroking her hand over her girlfriend’s body. She just felt so in love with the girl. And could connect with her so well, after all they had been through together. It was an experience she would not be able to share with anyone else.

Phoebe returned her touches. Ashley felt a hand run over her belly, along her side, moving up to her breast. She moaned softly, feeling aroused by such a simple touch. It was the anticipation, the touch of that soft female hand, that got her aroused already. She grabbed the other woman and pulled her close to her, kissing her passionately, letting her hands move as much as the space would allow her.

Phoebe answered her kiss eagerly, and started to massage her breast. Ashley felt great, she was feeling so aroused now. She felt her pussy getting very wet.

“I want you, I want you to make me come, here and now,” she moaned softly in between two kisses.

Seconds later she felt a finger, then two, enter her pussy. Her own hand found Phoebe’s pussy, which she found was very wet as well. The women kissed passionately, while fingering one another urgently. It did not take long before she felt Phoebe stiffen up, shaking, silently having her orgasm. Her pussy was so wet, it was overflowing. Ashley felt her juices drip down her fingers.

When her orgasm subsided, Phoebe started to finger Ashley harder again. Ashley soon started to feel her own orgasm build. She was panting hard, trying to keep control, trying to keep silent. Then she felt her orgasm rock through her body, and she let out a scream. She just could not control herself, it felt too good, she was too aroused, and in the end basically she did not care any more about the world around her, Phoebe and her fingers were the most important now.

“Thanks,” she whispered, when her orgasm settled down and Phoebe stopped stimulating her. “That was great.”

“You were great too. That was one of my best orgasms ever.”

Ashley smiled, “I hope I didn’t alert the men too much.”

Phoebe smiled back at her, “I don’t care, just enjoy the time we have as -“

“Now look at that, so one of you is that screamer,” Ashley heard behind her. She was petrified, she had küçükçekmece escort not even heard anyone entering their hideout.

“It seems you two were doing some warming up, or what?” the man continued. “Now come out, we can also do with some warming up.”

She looked around, and saw a man in his forties, with dark curly hair. She looked back at Phoebe, gave her an air kiss invisible to the man, and started moving out. Phoebe followed closely behind her.

Another man, blonde, about the same age, was waiting out there. “Very nice catch. Two in one go, and they look hot. Well done.”

The blonde man was standing behind Phoebe, and cupped her breasts.

“Oh yeah, very nice,” he said.

His hands moved down over her belly, and he rubbed a finger over her pussy.

“She’s soaked,” he declared. “How about the other one?”

Ashley felt a hand cupping her pussy, and a finger rubbing her, trying to enter her. She shivered under his touch, and started to breathe a bit faster. She was just so sensitive, especially after the warming-up she just had with Phoebe.

“Very wet, too,” the dark-haired man reported. “We shouldn’t let that go to waste. And there is only one proper thing to do with a wet pussy, and that is to fuck it.”

“Agreed. Which one you prefer? You found them, you get first choice.”

Ashley felt the man’s hands rub over her body, cupping her breasts, moving down her ass.

“Mmm… lets see. Nice pussy. Nice tits. Feels good.” The man walked over to Phoebe who was felt up just like he did to Ashley. “A tough call, they both feel good. But I think I’ll go with this one. I prefer a bit bigger tits, both not really big but this is the best one for that.”

The dark-haired man pushed Phoebe down to the ground and on her back, while the blonde walked over to Ashley. He put her on her hands and knees, and proceeded to fuck her from behind, while grabbing her hanging breasts with his hands, massaging her roughly. His dick had no problem entering her as she was still well lubricated and he did not waste any time and started to fuck her right away.

Ashley felt herself getting very wet again under the ongoing sexual assault, but the sex did not last long. After a few minutes the man pulled out. He moved to her mouth, and ordered her to clean him up. Ashley could taste herself on his hard dick when he stuck it in her mouth. She was glad at least it didn’t have a urine taste, as they often do. She dutifully used her tongue to lick him all around cleaning him up.

When cleaned up, he put his dick back in his pants, pulled Ashley to her feet, and handcuffed her.

The man doing Phoebe continued to fuck her hard, Phoebe was screaming under his rough pounding. Her face looked distorted, as if she was in pain, but the man didn’t care, he continued to pound her pussy until he came, dumping his load inside of her.

He pulled out, and put his softening dick in her face, ordering her to clean him up. Phoebe, with tears in her eyes, slowly opened her mouth and took him in, sucking him clean. When he was satisfied, he put his dick back in his pants, pulled up Phoebe, and handcuffed her as well. Then the girls were taken to the entrance gate, where five other women were sitting already.

When the men left, Ashley moved towards Phoebe, hugging her with her legs as well as she could, being handcuffed. Phoebe put her head against Ashley’s shoulder, and cried a bit.

“That bastard. That really hurt. The ground there was really uncomfortable, some stones in my back, but he never checked whether I was OK. I told him even I was uncomfortable and he didn’t bother to check.”

“I saw you, you looked like you were in pain. I felt so bad seeing you like that, not being able to do anything.”

“Please give me a kiss.”

Ashley kissed the ravaged girl. They kissed long, pressing their bodies against each other.

“Someone coming!” Eva hissed.

They quickly broke their kiss. “Thank you, I feel a lot better already,” Phoebe said.

Emily was brought in, and chained near the other girls. They were all silent, until the man left.

“I don’t know what it is, they just seem to love my boobs. Look at that,” Emily said, looking at her chest. Several white stains were visible on her skin. “The guy that just took me here fucked my boobs and came all over them. It didn’t take him long either. The horny bastards.”

The other girls laughed.

Over the next hour one by one the others were taken in as well, and before too long all fifteen women had been found, and they had been collected at the gate. The men called for the bus to come pick them up, and soon they were all on their way to the mansion.

16. The grand finale.

Lunch proceeded the way they were all accustomed to. Twenty men, fifteen women on their laps, rotating, allowing all of them to feel the various bodies on offer. The food was good and plentiful as bahçeşehir escort always, and Ashley made sure to ignore the touches of the men and eat good, knowing that they would be in for a long and hard afternoon.

When lunch was finished, everyone moved to the other room. There William stepped on the stage, to say his welcome to the guests. He was wearing a smart suit, no tie, the top buttons of his shirt were open. Angel was standing next to him, the first time Ashley had seen her in the mansion. Angel was dressed beautifully, wearing a dark blue, long halter top dress, showing off her figure really well.

“Welcome everyone on this special day. The last day of the annual hunting event here at my mansion, I’m glad to see some of you who have been here before, and also some first time guests. We also have fifteen beautiful ladies here, who are there for your pleasure. They’ve been here for over a week already, and I’m glad to see all of them are still there. Thank you very much ladies, you have given us a great time already. I’m sure today will be at least as good.

“To warm up, we will start with a simple game. This so you will get to sample what’s on offer today. The first game I call musical girls. It is a bit like the musical chairs. The ladies will walk in a circle, the gentlemen will walk in a circle around them, opposite direction. Music is playing. When the music stops, you may grab any lady you like. But be fast, not everyone can be provided. You may then play with your lady until the music starts again, but mind there is one rule in force: no dicks. Your dick stays in your pants for now, we don’t want you to be finished too soon.

“Please ladies make a circle, clockwise, gentlemen please make a circle around them, the opposite direction. And let the music play!”

They all took their places, and music started to play. Ashley felt very weird, parading around like that, with all those fully clothed men facing her, ogling her, their eyes bouncing up and down her body. The music played for about a minute, and then stopped. Within seconds she was grabbed by a man, who then took her a few steps aside to find some space, and started to run his hands all over her body. She felt him touch her breasts, her sides, her back, her ass, her pussy. Everywhere he could reach. Her sensitive body reacted instantly on his touches, she felt her nipples harden.

The music started again, and she returned to make a circle with the rest of the girls, surrounded by the men. Shortly after the circles were completed, the music stopped again, and another man grabbed her and started to feel her up. Having his hands touch her sensitive bits aroused her again. She was so sensitive after all the sex she had the last week, she just hoped they were not going to pinch her nipples again or she would be hurting really badly.

Music again, this time playing long. Two, three, four times around, and the music still continued. Then suddenly it stopped, and yet another man took possession of her. He was quite rough, pinched her nipples hard, making her cringe and cry in pain. Then he took her nipples in his mouth, and sucked them quite gently, until the music started again. His sucking Ashley found rather enjoyable, she would be happy to receive more of that.

After walking around the circle for half a minute the music stopped, and she was grabbed again. This man was rather gentle on her. He stood behind her, so his hands had easy access to her sensitive front. She could feel his hard dick against her backside. He ran his hands over her body, massaged her breasts lightly, and then moved down to her pussy.

“You’re pretty wet,” he commented, and proceeded to rub her wet pussy with one hand, massaging her breast with the other. Ashley got very aroused, and let out a soft moan. But soon after the music started again, and she was back to the circle.

The next man also quickly found out her pussy was rather wet, and started to stimulate her harder. Ashley moaned, she didn’t try to suppress it, on the contrary, as she knew the men loved to hear her reaction on their touches. She also heard moaning around her, and saw some of the other girls receiving the same treatment.

Several more rounds followed: every time a different man, every time he got about a minute to feel her up and to stimulate her. By then all the men were focussing on the pussies of the women they got their hands on, as all the girls were getting really aroused now. But no-one was getting off, as the intervals between the music fragments were just too short for that, and the walking in between the stimulation sessions lowered their arousal enough.

William and Angel appeared on stage again, ending the game. “Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention? I believe you must have sampled most of the ladies now. This was a great warming up, we really enjoyed watching you. The ladies seemed to enjoy it very much, too, considering how aroused they all başakşehir escort got. You guys really worked your magic on them, well done I should say.

“I have a large storage box here containing a couple dozen sex toys. Angel, please help me hand it to the men there, thank you.”

Angel passed the box to two of the men, who carried it it to the middle of the room.

“Now the ladies are quite worked up, and quite positively will need some relief. I hope you guys can help them with that. So ladies please make yourself comfortable, and gentlemen, please be gentle with your ladies, and work your magic.”

No need to say that again to the men. They all went for the box, and then for the girls. Ashley sat down on the ground, and saw the other girls sit or lie down, relaxing, just letting the next stage happen to them. Some of them were lying down with their legs spread, fully prepared to be invaded. Ashley did not really look forward to having to receive those dildos in her vagina, but on the other hand she did like the idea of getting relief, as she really had gotten worked up during the musical girls game.

Ashley was pushed back to the ground by two men, one of whom started to massage her breasts, and suck her nipples. The other had a rather large dildo in his hands and started to work it in between her legs. She felt herself getting very wet now, both because of the gentle suckling on her nipples and the anticipation of things to come. The man with the dildo slowly coated the tool in her juices, making sure it was nice and wet before he slowly started to insert it into her.

The dildo was large and thick. It stretched her vulva seriously, this was much thicker than any real dick could be, she thought. It hurt, the stretch hurt. It started to fill her up, she moaned in pain and pleasure. The dildo was pushed in and pulled out slowly, every time going a little deeper. And deeper. She had no idea how much of that tool was inside of her, but it was definitely deeper than a real dick had ever been inside of her. As she got used to the stretch, the pain lessened.

The men switched places, for a while just leaving the dildo inside of her. She felt two mouths on her nipples, two different ways of sucking. Then one mouth left and was replaced by a hand, while the dildo started to move in and out of her again. She moaned, louder. She had her eyes closed, not caring about her surroundings. She could hear moans all around her. Soft, loud, one girl started to scream. Probably reaching her orgasm, she thought. She wondered how Phoebe was doing. Was she getting there already? Was she being treated nicely?

Ashley started to feel really aroused now, from the whole erotic atmosphere, thinking of all the other girls and specifically Phoebe being masturbated near her, and of course the feel of the huge dildo in her pussy that was moving in and out rather fast now. She arched her back, and soon felt her orgasm rip through her body. She screamed in pleasure, the dildo kept moving, until she calmed down. Then the movements also lessened, and the tool was pulled out of her.

She looked around, and saw most girls lying idle, apparently all had been pushed to their orgasms. Only four more were toyed with, each with a whole group of men around them. She saw Phoebe lying there as well, five men around her, touching her body, moving a dildo in and out of her pussy. Ashley thought it looked really hot, watching her girlfriend getting off. Strangely enough she felt no jealousy, it was just an arousing sight to her.

Soon also Phoebe reached her orgasm, as did the other girls, and then this round of the games was over as well. William and Angel were sitting on the stage, enjoying the spectacle in front of their eyes. When the last girl came to her senses, they applauded.

William announced, “That was awesome, gentlemen. The ladies should thank you for this. I enjoyed watching you thoroughly. As did Angel, she told me. It is now time for tea, it looks like our ladies are spent and need a recharge. So everybody please return to the dining room where tea has been served.”

Ashley got on her feet, and walked over to Phoebe, and helped her up too. She said softly, “You know, you look really hot when you come.”

Phoebe looked at her and smiled.

They walked to the dining room where as promised tea had been served. Not just tea, a few kinds of tea and cold drinks were available, together with a host of cakes and other snacks. Ashley immediately noticed that these cakes were mostly cream cakes, custard cakes, and other cakes that were just guaranteed to result in accidents. That could not be a coincidence, of course.

It did indeed not take long before Ashley had the first cake dropped on her chest, and had her breasts licked and sucked clean again. This was done quite gently and lovely, so it did not feel that bad, it was just that she had gotten bored with this kind of games by now. The man whose lap she was sitting on enjoyed it very much of course, as did the other men. The girls were rotated, and the ritual continued, until they were all rather sticky upfront. A tongue only goes so far when it comes to cleaning.

Tea time lasted for the better part of an hour. Ashley made sure she got enough to eat and to drink, as the previous session had been quite exhausting and she indeed could do with a recharge.

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Eventually we decided it was time to get out of bed, most never bothered to dress, and all day we relaxed round and in the hot tub, everyone was hyper, thinking of the night ahead, occasionally we would see David, popping out on to the back of his house, he looked busy, getting everything ready for his guests.

Charlotte noticed he didn’t have time to chat, and said, “I’ll just nip round and see if he needs some help,” throwing on a simple summer dress, she left the rest of us and walked across, a few minutes later my phone rang, Charlotte said that she could do with some help, as David was way behind in getting everything set up.

Heather, Judy, Tracy and Sharon all left for David’s, leaving just Richard, Robert and myself alone in the house.

Robert seemed very quiet, as though he had something on his mind, I was in the hot tub, and called him over, and asked him, “Is there something troubling you Robert?.”

He said, “What happens if I can’t perform?”

“Perform,” I questioned,

“You know,” he said, “What if I can’t get it up, I’d be totally embarrassed,”

Richard chimed in saying, “Me too,”

“No problem,” I replied, “I have something to help you both there,”

“Such as” asked Richard,

“Follow me boys,” ands I led them to my room, opening the bedside drawer, I pulled out a packet of blue pills,

Richard gasped and said, “They aren’t what I think they are, are they?”

“Yep,” I replied, “They’re viagra, and believe me when I tell you, you will be so horny, you won’t be able to lose your hard on after you’ve taken one,”

Passing them one each, I told them, “They take about an hour for them to work, so save them for later.”

With about 2 hours to go, Charlotte, Heather, Judy, Tracy and Sharon came back, and we all showered and dressed, trying to look at least half respectable to meet the rest of David’s guests, as Robert, Richard and I returned to the room, we were greeted by wolf whistles and cheers for our kilts, Sharon couldn’t help herself and had to look to see if we kept to the spirit of our dress, she lifted each of our kilts and looked to see if we were wearing any underwear, which, of course we weren’t.

With an hour to go, Laura arrived, after our special kisses, we dispensed with her uniform for the night, telling her to go as she was dressed, we all sat there excited at watching the clock, I turned to Richard and Robert, and told them I needed them in the kitchen, taking them to one side, I got us a drink each and said now was the time to take the viagra, going back to sit down we got some quizzical looks from the women. finally we went back over the only rule, mainly for Robert and Richard.

We told them for what must have been the hundredth time, “That no matter who you are , even if it’s one of us, we had to use condoms,” with that we looked at the clock, it was about 3 minutes to go, so gathering my bag of condoms, we all filed across to David’s, as we approached we saw four cars in his driveway, knowing the other’s were there, we took a deep breath as Sharon knocked on the door.

David answered and welcomed us all in, entering the living room we saw five couples, none of which we knew, except for Tom and Alice, that I had met at the club that I had took Tracy and Judy to on separate occasions.

Alice spotted me first, ran over to me, jumped into my arms, wrapping her legs round my waist, she kissed me and welcomed me, saying, ” I’d no idea you’d be here or that you knew David.”

Putting her down, I told her, “I live next door, and sort of bumped into David, after he watched one of our afternoon sessions one day,” Tom came over and immediately kissed both Tracy and Judy.

David broke us up and introduced us round to each other, most were welcoming, other’s looked a little put out, especially when Robert, Richard and Sharon were introduced to them, I think the fact that they were the youngest, seemed to bother them slightly.

David served our drinks, and we started to mingle, no-one told any of the other’s that Tracy and Sharon were sisters, or that Charlotte was their mother, or that Richard and Robert, were Heather’s sons, although it was plainly obvious that Robert and Richard were brother’s.

Alice was the first to move, since we walked in she’d had her eye on Sharon, I watched her as she walked over to Sharon, and engaged her in conversation, after about 5 minutes, she leaned in really close, and was going to kiss her cheek, Sharon being very wise for her age, turned her face at the last second, and kissed Alice straight back on the mouth, Alice was slightly taken aback, just for a second, then responded to Sharon’s kiss.

Sharon ran her hands all down Alice’s back, and grabbed two hands full of her butt, and Alice followed suit, grabbing Sharon’s ass and grinding their pussy’s into each other’s thigh’s, their kisses became more passionate, tonguing each other’s mouths, and grinding harder into each other.

By now my kilt had a tent in the front of it, halkalı escort Alice and Sharon broke off from each other and as Alice took her hand, to lead her away, Tom started to move to join them, but Tracy saw him, he suddenly stopped when she whispered to him, that there’d be plenty of time for him to fuck Sharon, and to let Alice have some fun with her sister.

He stood rooted to the spot, not believing what he heard, he whispered back, for her to repeat it, which she did, his cock got instantly hard at this point, and Tracy saw it, running her hand over his bulge, she told him they could make their own fun, he led her off out the back, this left just 16 of us now, 8 men and 8 women.

I got talking with a couple I didn’t know, nothing specific, just general chat as we enjoyed our drinks, we were standing close to each other, and I suddenly felt a hand round my cock, her grip was very gentle, as she rubbed it slowly, feeling it’s entire length, I made no attempt to look, as I didn’t want her partner feel uncomfortable, so just left her to it, after a couple of minutes she said she needed the bathroom, naturally I expected my cock to be set free, but no, she left and my cock was still in a hand, suddenly I panicked, thinking it might be his hand, looking down, I couldn’t see anyone there, then I looked behind me, and to my surprise I found the woman from one of the other couples, was on her knees with her hand through my legs and had hold of my cock.

She looked up at me and smiling she said, “I had to know if it was true,”

“If what was true,” I answered,

“If it’s true that Scotsmen wear nothing under their kilts,” with that she let go of me, shuffled round the front, and her head disappeared under my kilt, the next thing I felt was her warm mouth engulf my length, no-one seemed to notice, or if they did it didn’t bother them, she came up after 5 minutes and asked me,” fancy some fun.”

Taking my hand, she led me out to where Tom and Tracy were, she stood there and stripped for me, then turned her attentions to me, stripping me gently, prolonging the agony and expectation, once she unfastened my kilt, and let it drop to the floor, she stood back to admire what she saw, and I did the same to her, she was quite petite, her tits were just the right size for her frame, brown hair and pubes, but neatly trimmed, and a cute ass.

She pulled me to her stood on her toes and kissed me, I returned her kiss, and just past her I could make out Tom and Tracy, starting to fuck, this made my cock even harder, and it dug into her stomach, she looked down and without a word she went back to sucking it, she reminded me of Sharon in that she loved to suck cocks, I held her behind her head and started to face fuck her, each stroke went deeper, until she’d deep throated me, I groaned as she flexed her throat muscles, milking my cock, I felt my orgasm rising and warned her I was about to cum, and she backed off, she pulled me with her to one of the lounger’s, laying down she pulled me over her and resumed her kissing, I cupped one of her small firm breasts in my hand and tweaked the nipple, feeling her already aroused nipple harden even more , moving to the other I did the same, she sighed and relaxed even more, I broke our kiss and moved down on her kissing her neck, throat, and chest, finally rest on her tits and sucking each on in turn, she let her hand drop and caught hold of my cock yet again.

I moved further down, kissing her stomach, and down to her thighs, instinctively she opened her legs letting me feast on the sight and smell of her pussy, her pubic hair was moist with her own juice, I bent my head further down and snaked my tongue into her slit, she gasped as I tongued her slit, her moans got louder and louder, and her juices flowed like wine, suddenly she arched her back and stiffened, screaming she was cumming as an orgasm hit her, she lay there gasping for air as she recovered.

Once she’d recovered she turned and took a condom from the nearby table, and ripped it open, sliding on my cock she said she needed a good fuck.

Who was I to argue, with a boner like I had, it needed some release, so moving round I stood with one leg either side of the lounger, and squatted down, bringing my cock within striking distance of her pussy, leaning forward and grabbing my cock, I ran it up and down her slit, catching her swollen clit, and teasing her with it, she groaned every time I flicked her clit with my cock, then nestling into a comfortable position I thrust forward at the same time as she thrust to meet me, and swallowed it in her pussy in one go.

By now my cock ruled my head, and I set off fucking her as hard as I could manage, my balls slapped on her ass, and she gasped every time I touched bottom, she was also gone, she pulled her legs up and round my back, making me bend that bit further forward, and locked her ankles round my back and pulled me as deep as she could, she lasted about 3 minutes before her pussy clenched and she had her second orgasm.

Looking beylikdüzü escort round I saw Tom had finished with Tracy, and left her where she lay, to find his next conquest, who would probably be Sharon, I left this woman who said her name was Alison, and moved to Tracy, bending over her, she grabbed me and told me to fuck her, sliding between her legs, I slid in her and rode her till she came, laying there, she told me that Tom had told her, that in an orgy it was alright for the men to leave the women, and move on once they were done, and told me to get off and find some other pussy to fuck, and not worry about her.

I left and went back indoors, by now everyone was naked and involved with someone, looking across I noticed the cute ass of Monica, as she sucked Robert’s cock, I moved in behind and to the side of her and asked her if she needed some cock inside her, she turned looked at me, and with a mouth full of cock, she nodded, and wiggled her ass.

Jumping up I grabbed another condom and slid it on, and then into her well lubricated pussy, she moaned as she felt me enter her, then settled into a steady rhythm, each time I thrust into her, I caused her to moan more and swallow Roberts cock a little more, causing him to groan as well, her moans got louder, despite her mouth full of cock, and she matched my thrusts with her own, by now Robert had his eyes closed and was grunting wildly, he seemed to stiffen and let out a small whimper as he orgasmed, this spurred the both of us and I soon was ploughing her pussy, reaming her out with long hard strokes, she in turn pushed back at me as hard as she could, forcing my balls to hit her clit, giving her that extra stimulation, then without any warning, she tensed, and showered my balls with her cum, pulling out of her, she turned, kissed me and said “Thank you.”

I was still hard as rock, thanks to viagra, looking round Judy was riding Richards cock, with her ass in the air, I moved closer and watched them for a while, when one of the other women came over, looking at me, still sporting a hard on, she knelt and sucked on it, pulling me with her, she found a spare piece of the floor and pulled me down on top of her, someone passed her a condom, I think it was her partner, and she put it on for me, rubbing me to make sure I was as hard as possible, then pushed me down to fuck her, I shoved my cock into a very wet pussy, she was nowhere near as tight as either Laura, Charlotte, Heather, Judy, Tracy or Sharon or for that matter, Alison, the woman I fucked first, plus I think I was her third or forth cock since we started, she looked like she was out to have every guy there, and probably every woman as well.

Riding her for what seemed like ages, I felt very little stimulation from her pussy, so a different position might help, I got off her and rolled her over, putting her on her knees, and re-entered her, this felt tighter, and I was able to bang away at her pussy, I could feel her G-spot was swelling as I thrust into her, making her pussy a little tighter, her breathing was getting heavier, and she thrust back at me even faster, I could tell it wasn’t going to take her long before she came, and sure enough, she started to tremble and buck at me, then she finally collapsed on the floor, and as she did, my cock fell out of her, she rolled over, and thanked me, then introduced herself as Debby.

This made me chuckle to myself, as I’d fucked her first then got to know her name, usually it was the other way round.

I climbed to my feet in search of my next conquest, and found it in the form of Alice, Sharon and her had finished a few minutes ago, and she was in need of some cock, needless to say, I was most willing to oblige, we went upstairs for some privacy.

Opening one door I found Sharon riding David’s cock, and Charlotte with Alison’s husband, doing much the same, the next door had Robert and Richard with Monica and Judy, they were enjoying a four way oral.

The last room was the smallest, luckily there was no-one using that room, I grabbed Alice and pulled her into the room, she immediately dropped to her knees and sucked my cock, I pulled away and guided her over to the bed, no sooner did she lay down then I had to taste her pussy, I spread her legs and went down on her, tasting her sweetness, she groaned softly at the first touch of my tongue, reaching up I found her breasts, massaging them softly with both hands, her groans got louder and stronger, she put both her hands down to her pussy and spread her outer lips for me to get better access to her clit, no sooner did my tongue touch her little organ, then she started to buck against my mouth, her orgasm hit her like a force 10 gale.

She pulled my head up from her pussy and told me to fuck her, after fitting another condom, I raising her legs up I positioned my cock to her pussy, and slowly pushed into her, we both groaned as I entered her, the feel of her pussy stretching round my cock was so velvety and smooth. We lay there motionless for a esenyurt escort couple of minutes, then I moved slowly in and out of her, with both of us groaning.

After a couple of minutes, she whispered to me to fuck her harder, as she needed to cum again, but this time with a cock inside her, raising myself to my knees, I pulled her legs up and onto my shoulder’s, so I could pound her pussy with my cock, starting slowly, with long deep thrusts, she gasped every time my whole length was inside her, increasing the speed her gasps turned to grunts as I felt her pussy tighten round my cock and she had a glazed look of happiness on her face, I knew she wouldn’t last long, so thrust into her with long deep strokes, finally she gave out one final grunt, and shook violently as her orgasm washed over her.

Climbing off her, she thanked me, and I told her it was my pleasure, I stayed a while and we talked, she asked me, “Is it true, that Sharon and Tracy’s are sister’s,” I told her “It is, and Charlotte’s also their mother, also, that Heather is Robert’s and Richard’s mother, and from the reports I’d had from the women, they knew exactly what to do with their cocks,” Alice’s eyes lit up when she heard about the twins, I guessed that either one or both of them would get a visit from her, making my excuses I left and made my way back to the main room, passing the first door, where Richard and Robert were, the door opened and there stood Monica Again, she looked me up and down and noticed my cock was still hard, and wet from fucking Alice, she dropped to her knees and licked Alice’s juices off my cock, just then Alice came past, and noticed both the twins still in the room, pushing past us, she went in and straight to Richard.

I watched her as Monica was now sucking my cock, and doing a damn fine job of it as well, Alice went straight to Robert, he was laying on his back on the bed with his cock sticking up like a tent pole, Alice climbed on top of him and without saying a word, rolled on a fresh condom, then mounted him and slid his entire length into herself.

Monica, pulled back and stood up, grabbing me she pulled me back into the same room, and guided me to the bed, she found enough space to lay down and beckoned me to fuck her, she took a condom and after she’d opened it, she put it in her mouth, pulling me up her body, she rolled the condom onto my cock, using just her mouth, I had heard of it being done that way, but this was the first time I’d had it done to me, once I finally secured it in place, I moved back down to her pussy, although I was still hard, my energy levels were starting to drop, so taking the easy way out, I pulled her up and switched places with her, letting her ride my cock like Alice was doing with Richard, she squatted over the tip of my cock, and grabbed it with one hand, to guide it into herself, no sooner did she feel the tip pushing at her opening, then she sank all the way down in one move, I reached up and took hold of her tits, one in each hand and played with her erect nipples, she groaned at my touch, and leant forward, offering first one then the other to my mouth, sucking on them she moaned even louder, while riding me harder, I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock and a warm feeling as she soaked my cock and balls with her cum juices, she rolled off and went straight to Robert, and mounted him as well, laying there, I saw Judy sitting in a chair and watching Monica and Richard, and at the same time she was playing with herself, getting up I moved over to her and put my cock near her mouth, she looked up and without breaking eye contact reached out and took it into her mouth, a few minutes later I took it out of her mouth and guided her to her feet, changing places with her, she sat on my lap, facing the bed and guided my cock into her pussy, I couldn’t see what the other’s were up to, but Judy could, she started to ride up and down on me, within a couple of minutes she came and collapsed back on me, shuddering from head to foot.

By now my cock was getting very tender, and although I’d had a few orgasms, I still hadn’t cum properly, I helped Judy off me and got out from underneath her, leaving her in the chair, and finally made it back to the main room.

The only ones there, were Heather and David, and Laura and Sharon, David was long stroking Heather and Sharon was eating Laura’s pussy.

No-one realised I was there, so moving behind Sharon I shoved my cock into her, she gasped at the sudden uninvited intrusion, she looked back and realised who it was, then went straight back to sucking Laura’s pussy, she pushed back at me engulfing my cock deep inside her.

I followed David’s lead and long stroked Sharon’s pussy, her muffled moans got louder as my cock stroked deep into her pussy, I looked over her shoulder at Laura, she had her eyes closed and was breathing heavily, even though I was deep stroking Sharon, she didn’t stop eating Laura’s pussy and by now Laura was very near the edge, so I picked up my pace and fucked Sharon’s pussy faster, I could feel her g-spot swell and she bucked harder back towards me, then without warning she grunted and came at the same time as Laura, both women shook from head to foot, I stayed motionless until they’d finished, then pulled out of Sharon, she rolled to one side, allowing Laura to get to her feet, taking me by the hand, Laura led me over to one wall, and said she wanted me to take her upright.

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Joel stood tall with what appears to the world as a calm assurance before the window, the thoughts in his head mulling over the upcoming trials of the day. Thoughts taking his mind away from the breathtaking view that lay out before him from the top floor of the building his company built. Hands clasped behind his back with a slight frown making his brow furrow, he ponders the upcoming flurry of interviews for the position with his company. Showing just a hint of the frustration when he turns and seems almost to stalk towards his computer. Coming to a stop in front of it, he punches a few quick commands into it and the screen lights up with the view of the area outside his office. He looks over the usual array of women in dark business suits, all there to apply for the position of executive assistant for himself and his partner. One fist on the desk, knuckles resting atop while he uses the arrow keys to pan the camera around the room. Every woman out there seeming to be carefully coiffed and arranged with an eye to attract the eye of any man that passed through the outer sanctum of the suite.

Just as there seems to be a flurry of movement just at the outer edge of the view of the camera, the door between the two offices opens. His hand hovering over the arrow key, as if to tap it a few times to see what caught his eye, the privacy of the inner sanctum is filled with the presence of his best friend and business partner. The more laid back of the pair usually, Blake comes in while raking his hand through the dark hair that is sorely in need of a haircut. Irritation rolling off him in waves while making his way to the coffee pot in the small counter in the corner of the room. Pouring himself a cup, then holding up the pot as if in asking Joel if he needs some too, he offers a refill. Shaking his head at Blake, Joel turns back and uses the arrows to pan the room out there again before growling “I fucking hate this shit” while jerking his chin towards the view on the computer screen.

Blake nods in agreement while coming over to stand by his friend, looking as he does before going to take a seat on the couch, long legs stretching out before him as he takes the first sip of coffee. Grimacing at the taste of the harsh, bitter brew. “Hate it or not Joel, I hate your coffee making skills more” while giving a shake of his head, as if shaking the last few cobwebs from his mind and coming fully awake.

Another sip and shake of his head, the look on Blake’s face showing that the coffee didn’t get better with familiarity, he snorts and sets it down. “Lets get this shit show on the road and get us a girl that can handle us both this time”. The double meaning of his statement not missed in the slightest by his friend, the answering grin on Joel’s lips showing the meaning is caught and understood completely, as he nods.

They had been friends for a lot of years, before this company had been built even, and over the years developing some of the less socially acceptable appetites. Sharing their women had been a first a lovely rare moment, but over the years, they became drawn more and more to it, until it became the thing they both loved best, the two of them together making a woman fall apart between them the greatest pleasure for them both. A smile and a look exchanging the similarity of their thoughts, to get this interview process over for a permanent executive assistant so they could get on to what they really wanted to be looking for. A permanent partner for them to share, to begin on building the life and family they both feel ready to seek.

Both of the men taking a seat on opposite couches in the larger of the two offices, Blake with his coffee in hand again drinking, while Joel uses the phone on the table to call the woman manning the desk out front “send in the first one with her resume.”

So begins the parade of women coming in and out of the office, to sit demurely in the chair set between the two couches and facing the table. The backdrop of the city laid out beyond the floor to ceiling glass windows. Every one of the women with perfect references, a few buttons of a blouse seemingly carelessly left undone, sensual perfume wafting round each of them until it becomes a disturbing cacophony of scents left in the room after each is dismissed from their consideration. The numbers dwindling as each fails the process of interviewing for what they seek for their work lives, a woman fully capable of handling both of their varied needs in the office. Finally just before lunch, a last woman is sent in to the inner sanctum of the powerhouse that is their shared office space.

Belle enters the room on demure flats, a flowing sort of skirt seeming to float about her legs, the simple but classic lines of her blouse framing lush curves and tucked into the skirt. This one completely different from the flow of women that had appeared previously, this one with no pretense or artful attempts at seduction during the interview, she takes a seat in the maslak escort chair. Ankles crossed to the left, the slightest shift of her legs has her offering a professional and demure manner before them both. They look up startled, the manner of calm assurance a striking contrast from her slightly bohemian but professional air that wraps about her with a serene expression upon her face.

Nearly undone by the sight of the two men with such strikingly different but equally handsome features, her breath is momentarily stuck in her throat. Blake the darker of the two, a rakish appeal with the longish hair and dark lashes framing dark and vividly blue eyes, the fullness of his lips positively sinful as she looks at him. Hands resting in her lap to keep them from twisting, only the iron control she is used to exercising keeping them from shaking visibly. Not betraying a bit of her internal twisting emotions when she turns her head, nodding as Joel comes fully to her attention, the chiseled cheekbones and blue eyes so crystalline, she mental swears to herself. Getting lost for a moment in his gaze before she speaks, she offers in the naturally low and rich tone “Hello, thank you for the opportunity and interviewing me. I’m Isabella McGuire and it is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Jamison and Mr. Whit.” while setting her resume on the table between the two men.

Blake Jamison sits a moment in silence, perusing her form, then her resume while Joel Whit just looks her over, from the long dark hair swept up and back into what seems to be to be a slightly unruly topknot, curls loosely framing her face along her cheek bones. Eyes a sharp and vivid green meeting his, lashes that frame them long and thick, not a bit of enhancement on her face other than a thin gloss that makes her lips shine in the sunlight streaming into the room through the massive windows. Looking so sweet and innocent while trying so very hard to give the impression of being able to tackle anything, the mix of it catching both men. A shared look between the Blake and Joel when his gaze tears away from her, not anything visible to her but a shared thought of the potential that winds through both their minds.

Blake hands the resume across the table to Joel before asking the first of a series of questions, computer program and her understanding of them. Rapid fire come the questions from Blake, with Joel adding in some now and again to see if she could keep up. Their baritone voices deep and rich, almost simultaneously it seems with the flurry of questions until her mind is nearly whirling with the speed. The sound of their voices causing a deep reaction that she struggles to hide from them both, hands on her lap beginning to play with the soft cotton of the skirt. The darkening of her eyes as she watches them both, her voice seeming to grow huskier with every answer until she feels like she can barely breath.

Heady desire curling low in her belly, just listening to them, answering their questions, almost as if she is jumping to sharp commands from them both. With a conscious thought of calming her reactions, not knowing what to make of such a strong tug of need that is burning through her body for these two men. Nipples peaking and scraping against the lace of her bra, the movement caused by her breathing dragging those sensitive nubs back and forth against the lace until she is nearly ready to scream in her head with need. Clenching her jaw when the questions end, her body screaming at her “beg them to touch you!” while her head is howling just as loud “get your shit together girl, it’s a job interview for gods sake!”

Joel rising startling the hell out of her, he crosses the room with a relaxed stride to the phone, lifting the receiver and speaking into the receiver “Order lunch from the shop on the first floor. Fruit plates and a mix of meats and cheeses. Whole grain rolls. Here in the office in one hour” as he watches her from across the room, then moving his gaze to Blake as well, a nod of agreement passing between them. Hanging up the receiver, he doesn’t even wait for the reply, the air of a man that is used to his every whim and command obeyed without question. Now the look in his eyes more predatory, capturing hers with merely a look, he moves differently, walking towards her with a measured few steps.

Hand reaching down when he reaches her, he takes hers in his own, enveloping it in the warmth of his palm “your hired Ms. Belle McGuire.” Tugging her to her feet, her body brushing along his as warmth is felt behind her, Blake having moved without her even knowing, Joel turns her with just the slightest of tugs on her hand, and passes her slender hand into Blake’s. Something of this seeming as if he is giving her to him, her mind strains to absorb the words of being hired as the searing heat then jolts through her at the contact of both hands on her own for a moment.

With Blake holding her hand, the roguish smile on his taksim escort bayan lips as the words are echoed by him, she loses that air of composure she had been trying to maintain for so long. Uttering a soft spoken “thank you Sirs” while lowering her gaze then, trying to hide the very visceral reaction she is having about both these men, being there between them. Trembling as she feels the imposing presence of them both, one in front and the other behind. Her mind screaming at her “Go, now!” as sure as shit, her hand begins to quiver in Blake’s. Her mind at war with her body as she tries to tug her hand free, it remains caught, then with a step forward by Joel behind combined with a tug from Blake, she is fully trapped there between them.

Teeth catching her lower lip as she tries to fight back a moan of need, the battle lost as soon as Joel wraps his arms around her, hard palms over her belly, fingers splaying out to cover as much of her as he can, Blake’s head lowering and kissing her. No hesitancy in his kiss, he captures her lips in a manner that demands nothing less than the full and rich response of the woman inside her. Joel’s head lowering to scrape his teeth along her neck, the fullness of both men pressing against her has her losing it utterly in that moment, one hand reaching back to cup the back of Joel’s head, the other reaching to draw Blake all the closer to her, as if she has done this a thousand times before.

Blake’s head lifting from the kiss, blue eyes blazing down to meet her green ones, the stark desire echoed in her own. Her name coming out as a groan it seems “My Belle” as Blake’s hands reach around and cup her ass, lifting her up to drag her against his body, her legs wrapping around his lean hips to press her sex through layers and layers of fabric against his groin. The throbbing heat felt there growing as Joel follows suit to press his own thick length against her ass cheeks, splayed wide and trapped between them.

Joel’s echoing words ringing just at the shell of her ear “Our Belle” as his hands leave her belly to work the buttons of her shirt, opening it, parting like the sea to expose the nude colored lace bra, twin beads of her nipples standing at stark attention. Not able to deny the need these two men just brought to blazing life in her anymore, she leans her head back on Joel’s shoulder straining in Blake’s hand to press closer to him, grinding her wet pussy against the hard cock she feels pressing with insistence against her core.

Blake carrying her to sink down on the sofa behind him, her kneeling over his lap while Joel reaches and works the clasp of the bra open to let her bare breasts fill his palms. Blake working the skirt up over her hips and baring that scrape of lace that covers her grinding pussy back and forth over his cock. Belle leaning back against Joel as a needy moan escapes her lips “God yessss” comes the hissed response from her lips. The sound of silk and lave tearing of her thong, she can barely stand it, the sensations overwhelming her, both these men demanding her response to them. And her giving eagerly, hungering for them both, overwhelming her senses.

Shocking herself with her need as she reaches down between them, working the belt open, the bite of the buckle only serving to inflame her need to white hot proportions, she undoes the button and drags down the zipper. Finding nothing now between her core and his cock as she draws it free, Blake growls against her lips as he captures her lips again in a kiss. “Hot fucking minx we got here Joel” as he wastes no time to thrust up deeply into her clenching pussy. filling her as his hands hold her hips still. Mewling sounds of need bubbling up as Joel tugs firmer on her nipples, trapping them between thumbs and fingers, stretching then releasing them so that her entire body shudders with passion.

One of Joel’s hands working her nipples in turn, then reaching down between her thighs, finding her clit with such expertise, he squeezes it, driving her to shatter around Blake’s cock. Lips parted as a scream of pure sinful pleasure washes over her, Blake taking that sound and swallowing it as much as her squeezing walls pulse around him draws an answering groan from him. Working his own cock free from his pants, letting it loose, long and thick, straining with a pulsing head that twitches as he drags it along her dripping cunt. Coating it with her own honey, he uses the natural lubrication of her body to slowly work it to the tight bud of her ass.

Her body jolting to feel his cock head thick and pressing with insistence to her rose, the muscles burning as she finds herself opening to the pressure. Eyes fly open wide with the shock she feels, never taken this way before, her body on fire as the orgasm comes, taking her by surprise, the last not even finished when this one utterly overwhelms her. Joel taking the moment to pop through the tight ring of muscle and seating escort beşiktaş himself deeply into her, need for this woman driving him to the point where his iron control nearly snaps. Meeting the gaze of his friend over her head, a look is exchanged, the same grimace on Blake’s face, so close to losing it himself as the hungry kiss ends.

Breath coming heavy and panting from all of them, bodies shaking as Blake and Joel work to rein in the galloping desire for this woman that is coming apart in their arms. Her body like nirvana for them both, taking them both with an ease born not of experience, but of passion that matches their own. Shocked to their very core as they begin to move in a synchronized manner, Blake thrusting with a growl, then Joel, her sobs and mewling cries coming, louder with each of their thrusts, the know they wont last long. Taking her faster, her body trapped, impaled by them both, breasts bouncing faster, harder are the two cock working like the pistons of an engine inside her.

Belle feeling every jolting thrust that is making her body sing, the orchestra of sensations searing through her, wave after wave that throws her over the edge into sweet oblivion, not able to see beyond the flash of white that takes even her vision from her. Robbed of every sense but feeling them both. The cries of triumph coming from both men as they thrust up into her then, pulsing as their cocks stretch her to nearly beyond the capacity she can even bear. Filling her with hot seed, both her ass and pussy milking as she shakes in their arms. Lost in the rich sparks that she swears are dancing over their skin, on fire and letting the flames wash over her, she collapses with them, limp and spent.

Body feeling as if she is glowing, hissing with the sensation of Joel pulling his still twitching cock from her ass with a groan, Blake holding her firmly so she doesn’t move when she feels the hot seed dripping from her body. He goes to the washroom adjoining the office, holding his pants with one hand, hearing the water turn on then as she snuggles into Blake, eyes closed for a moment, her mind working to absorb what all just happened. Nearly dozing a moment wrapped in his arms, she jolts with the feel of a warm cloth pressing to her asshole, cleaning her as she is lifted, Blake and Joel both offering soothing words to her “Such beauty…shhh lover, let us clean and take care of you.” Relaxing slowly with their words, the hands on her back stroking, cloth warm pressed between her legs to clean her heated flesh.

Lifting her from his lap, handing her to Joel for some soothing time and cuddle while he goes then to wash and open the door at a knock. Using his body to block the view of her looking very disheveled and well used, he takes the sacks and tray from the person on the other side, a softly spoken “hold calls for the next hour”. Carrying the food sacks and tray back, he opens and arranges things before settling on the other side of her. Plucking a piece of pineapple from the tray, he holds it to her lips to feed it to her slowly. Lips opening obediently as she entwines her hands with Blake’s, nestled in his arms as the trembling eases slowly from her body. Tucked back against Blake, and Joel drawing her feet across his thighs so both of them can tend to her.

Fed bits of fruit here and there, a sandwich made for her with a tender roast beef and spicy cheese, she feels her body relaxing more and more with them. Her thoughts coming suddenly at her, calling her ten different kinds of a fool for doing what she just did, she bites her lip, setting the remnants of the sandwich on the table before them. “I’m sorry, this probably just fucked everything up” she says, getting up, her body stiff, sore as she walks towards the washroom, scooping up the shoes she didn’t even realize she lost. Back to Blake and Joel, so missing the shocked look that passed between them as she closes the door to the washroom behind her.

Looking into the mirror at her swollen lips, eyes glittering with tears she refuses to shed, she turns on the water to cold and splashes some on her face. Drying with a dry towel, patting and then taking her hands through her hair, the topknot falling along the side, she looks for all the world to see like a woman that has been well and truly fucked within an inch of her life and loved every second of it. Giving herself a stern mental shake, she steels her spine and opens the door, ready to step through to get her purse and make a break for it before she can embarrass herself further.

Finding them both on the other side of the door, so close, she nearly steps right into their arms, giving a shocked sound in seeing them. Stepping back as they both go to grab for her, she finds herself dragged into their arms, nestling her between them. Blake begins with soft purrs of reassurance “Nothing is ruined” then Joel joins in “Everything just to be a whole lot better for all of us beauty.” Holding her between them and not giving her a chance to leave, drawing her to sit between them.

Joel stroking the back of her neck as he talks, Blake being quiet for the moment and letting him take the lead with their skittish new lady. “Listen Belle, Your still our Executive Assistant…but lets just say Blake and I have some additional things we want to experience outside of work.”

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