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Hi! My name is Sophie. I’m 23, tall and a brunette. I’m curvy with 32C boobs and I have really lovely blue eyes, so I’ve been told. I had just gone through an awful break-up, and needed a change. I just needed to get away from everything. So I decided to do something most people only dream and fantasize about; travel the world.

Now, to my tremendous advantage, my dad is a multi-millionaire which helped me finance my travel. He’s into the stock markets and all that. I really have no clue what exactly his job entails, but he earns the big bucks. I’m the only kid, and the object of my parents’ coddling, so a puppy dog face is enough to get me whatever I want. But let me get one thing straight- I’m no spoilt brat. I have always been a hard worker and I promised him I would pay back every single penny when I got back from my adventures.

Here begins my story.

BALI, INDONESIA.

I’ve always been a not-so-conservative dresser, and definitely enjoyed the appreciative looks I got when I landed at the airport in Bali, an island in Indonesia. I was wearing a baby pink camisole, coupled with a see-through lace buttoned top and white skin-tight leggings. I was certain the men in front of me were ogling my cleavage as I bent to pick up my bags. I looked straight up at them with a questioning brow, causing them to clear their throats and look away in every other possible direction but mine. I chuckled to myself, walking out with a trolley.

I noticed a well built Indonesian man, probably in his early thirties, holding up a board that said Sophie Wayne. I waved a hand and walked to him.

“You must be Sophie!” he said excitedly. “I’m Nino, from the Imperial Regency, here to escort you to our hotel.”

I shook his hand, staring into his deep eyes. Boy, he was gorgeous. “Lovely to meet you, Nino. Can we get going? I’m exhausted.”

“Sure, ma’am” he answered, picking up my bags. “Right this way.”

It was a 30 minute drive to the hotel, which was a 5 star luxury paradise. I bid farewell to Nino at the entrance, where the hotel staff escorted me to my room, and I flopped down on the soft, comfy bed, drifting into a deep sleep.

I woke up at around dinner time. After a quick shower, I wore a blue sundress with matching blue lace lingerie and walked out to explore. I soon found the restaurant, where I treated myself to a few drinks and some lovely Indonesian crab delicacy.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around to look at a couple. The lady extended her hand to me. “Hi, I’m Dora and this is Sam. We’re from England, and you look like a pornhub tourist just like us, so we thought we’d make some new friends.”

I beamed at them. I loved meeting new people. I asked them to join me at the table.

They turned out to be great fun. They had just arrived yesterday and were scheduled to leave three days later, just like me. We had some more drinks and I swear, Sam’s eyes were drifting more and more to my tits with each additional drink. I was feeling a little heavy-headed. I looked at my watch and it was 12, so we all decided it was time to head back to our rooms. We said our byes, and I walked back.

I wasn’t particularly sleepy, but the alcohol was making my head hurt. I usually sleep naked at home, so I stripped bare, pulled the covers on me and fell asleep.

I awoke to a knock on the door and a voice that called out “Room service.”

I called out, “Come in.”

A young guy maybe 25, walked in with a tray and looking at me, gasped. I looked at him quizzically for a second before realizing that I was no longer under the covers, which had rolled over to the side, but stark naked in front of him. I saw his eyes taking in my smooth, shaved pussy and my swollen tits, and I smiled inwardly before putting on a face of shock and covering myself with a blanket.

The poor guy had gone red. He stammered a sorry, placed the breakfast tray on a table and walked out in a hurry.

I giggled, feeling a tingle in my stomach. A perfect stranger had just seen me naked! I was into exhibitionism. I loved the thrill of exposing myself.

I looked through the ‘activities’ brochure in the room, trying to decide what I wanted to do for the day. A massage program caught my eye. The hotel had a lovely spa and sauna, and getting a massage to relax myself was perfect. I wore a sleeveless top and some shorts with purple underwear, and headed straight for the spa.

The spa smelt of jasmine and lavender, with calm, soothing music playing in the background accompanied by the sound of trickling water. The receptionist asked me which massage I wanted to go for. My options were : Shoulder and back massage, foot massage, scalp massage and full body massage. Full body? Hmm, that sounded interesting. I told her I would like the full body massage and she directed me to a room and informed me that the masseuse would be coming soon and that I had to undress and lie on the table.

I took off my top and shorts, leaving my bra and panties on, lying on my back on the table. The door opened and a familiar, gorgeous, muscular man walked in – porno 92 Nino.

I smiled up at him, “Nino! I didn’t know you worked at the spa.” He blushed, obviously mesmerized by my semi-naked body and took a few seconds to regain his composure before responding, “Yes, I actually am a trained masseuse, but also work as a chauffeur.”

“You have signed up for the full body massage, right?” he continued.

“Yes.”

“Well, I’m gonna need you to take off all your clothes, even your inner wear.”

Now it was my turn to blush. I got off the table, turned around and unclipped my bra. I then bent down and pulled down my panties, giving him a good view of my ass. I turned around to face him. I asked coyly, “Is this better?”

He smiled, “Yes, now please lie back down on your stomach, facing down. Just breathe slowly and relax.”

I did as I was told. He poured some oil out of a bowl and rubbed it onto my feet. He massaged my feet slowly and gently, working each toe and rubbing both heels. He took his time on each foot. I was enjoying the feel of his strong hands. He asked me, “Would you like me to massage harder? I’m being gentle now, but I can press harder, and you can ask me to increase or decrease the intensity of the massage at any point.” I thought about it for a moment and said that gentle was fine for now. He nodded and began working on my calves and thighs.

His fingers ran up right from my calves to the swell of my butt and back down again. Slowly his hands began to massage my butt gently. It felt wonderful. He rubbed in circles around my ass, kneading the soft flesh. The warm oil coupled with his firm hands was magical. He worked his way up to my back, his hands massaging my sides. His hands found their way higher, brushing the sides of my boobs. I let out an inwardly gasp. I was beginning to get quite aroused.

He then asked me to flip over and lie on my back. This time he started with my stomach, pouring the warm oil over it and rubbing my lean tummy. He gradually went higher, cupping my boobs gently and massaging just under them. My nipples were taut, pointing upwards, and I desperately wanted him to rub them. He then began massaging my neck and the part above my boobs, ignoring my tits altogether. I was dismayed, maybe this wasn’t a literal full body massage, but no sooner than I thought this, that his hands ran over my boobs in one fluid motion, brushing over my hard nipples. I smiled, looking up at him as his hands kneaded and massaged my boobs. He pinched my nipples ever so slightly, making me moan softly, and he smiled, qiqitv porno clearly enjoying himself. He spent a good five minutes on just my boobs, squeezing them and tugging on my nipples. By then, I was very horny, and felt a tingling in my pussy as I knew that that was where his hands were going next.

And as expected, he asked me to spread my legs, looked hungrily down at my wet pussy and poured some oil right through the slit. I moaned, feeling the warm oil trickling down my pussy, mixing with my wetness. His fingers delved right between my legs, slowly massaging my pussy lips up and down, while one finger caressed my clit, rubbing it slowly. I could notice a visible bulge in his pants, realizing that he was just as aroused as I was. I gasped as he surprised me by sliding a finger easily into me, thrusting it in slowly and gently. My breathing was quickening. He lifted my legs, folding them up, and told me to hold my legs close to my chest. He trailed a finger right from the top of my pussy to my tight butthole, circling it slowly, while still fingering my pussy with another finger. Without wasting a second, he pushed a finger, lubricated with oil, into my butt. I moaned, feeling both my pussy and ass being stimulated at the same time. I whispered to him, “I’d like to increase the intensity of the massage now, go harder please.”

He obeyed, thrusting his fingers quicker, and I felt my stomach tighten, my pussy quiver in anticipation of an orgasm as I moaned louder. Suddenly I felt his fingers leave both holes. What the hell, I thought to myself, but was pleasantly surprised as I looked up to see him drop his pants, his hard cock springing out.

“May I?” he asked politely. I giggled. Someone was asking me permission to fuck me. I wanted some dirty talk, so I replied, “May you what?”

“May I put my cock in your pussy?” he replied, grinning.

“Why?” I teased.

He sensed I wanted a brazen reply and leaned close to me, whispering, “I want to bang you nice and hard, leave you moaning and wanting more.”

I gasped. Without waiting for a reply, he thrust in me. I felt my pussy stretching to take in his cock and moaned. His fingers rubbed my boobs as he kept thrusting, increasing his speed with each thrust. I could feel him sliding deeper and deeper into my pussy. I felt my orgasm building up and I groaned, my pussy spasming over his cock. He followed, getting his cock out just before orgasming and shooting strands of warm, white cum across my stomach and tits. I scooped up some cum with my fingers and licked them up, tasting his salty juices. I have always loved tasting cum.

“Delicious” I winked up at him, smiling. He handed me a towel to clean off and waited till I got dressed, before kissing me on the cheek and escorting me out.

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It was a cool rainy afternoon when I came home from another long day at work. I stepped into the bathroom to run the shower. As I slowly slipped my pants down my long legs, I could feel the day’s tension begin to unfold. I step out of my pants and then slowly lower my panties off my full hips. Next I slip my blouse over my head. As I raise my arms, to slip off my blouse, my firm breasts press against the fabric; making my nipples turn hard. Once my blouse is removed I reach around my back to unclasp my lacy bra. My full breasts escape my bra and I let out a heavy sigh. My nipples begin to harden again as the cool breeze hits them.

I step into the shower and I let the warm water wash over my body. The warm water begins to relax my tired body. I grasp the slippery soap and begin to lather my aching body. The soap first lathers my firm right breast and then moves to my left one. As the bar of soap lathers my breasts my nipples harden even more. Next the soap lowers to lather my stomach. The lather slowly drips down between my legs. As I begin to lather between my legs, my fingers slowly slip between my tender folds to carcass my clit. I begin to move my hips against my fingers and moan. My head falls back as I carcass my clit. Slowly I slide a finger inside my hot, wetness. My hips begin to move faster against my hand. My breath becomes deeper and I begin to moan louder. I feel my muscles begin to tighten against my finger as I move it in and out of my hot wetness. Faster and faster I move my finger inside my hot wetness. I begin to moan louder and louder as I feel myself cumming. As I finally reach my peak I scream out with release.

Slowly I step out of the shower and begin to rub my body with a soft towel. I rub my large breasts and enjoy the feeling of the towel against my already hard nipples. I sigh as I begin to rub the soft towel against my shaved pussy. Once again I feel myself become aroused. Dropping the towel onto the bathroom floor I grab my sexy, blue Teddy from the towel bar and slip it over my head. The silky Teddy feels so soft and cool as is slides down my heated skin.

I walk out of the bathroom and head towards the living room. As I walk down the hallway I stop by the full-length mirror. I can’t help put to stop and admire myself in the mirror. Slowly I turn to the right and then I turn to the left. I smile at myself as I admire my large breasts and long shapely legs.

I enter the living room and settle myself down on hd porno the couch. My muscles are so sore from my long day at work. It feels so good to just sit here and relax. Slowly I feel my eyes start to drift close…..

Suddenly I feel something tickle my nose. At first I try to ignore it and push it away with my hand. I turn my head to the right and then to the left trying to rid myself of this annoyance. Slowly I open my sleepy hazel eyes and find myself staring into a pair of sexy blue eyes. My eyes quickly fly open and I sit up straight with the fact that I have no idea whom these sexy eyes belong to.

As I sit up straight I am shocked to find myself looking at one of the hottest males I have seen in a long time. You are standing above me smiling an evil grin. Your sexy, blue eyes sparkle as you look deep into my hazel eyes. Without saying a word your lips claim mine in a very hot kiss. Your lips tease mine as your tongue forces itself pass my full, red lips. Your hot, wet tongue mates with mine as you slowly lower yourself to sit between my spread long legs. I moan softly as I feel your strong hand slide up my long leg and carcass my inner thigh. I feel my tight pussy become wet as your hand massages my thigh. You break your lips from mine and slowly start to nibble on my long slender neck. I tilt my head back to give you full access of my neck. As you are kissing my neck your hand leaves my thigh and finds its way to my wet pussy. I feel you smile against my neck as you touch my slaved pussy. Your fingers slowly trace the outline of my womanly folds. I moan and arch my back wanting more. I feel myself growing wetter and wetter as your fingers continue to trace my folds. It’s almost more than I can bear! I find myself turning my head from side to side from the need for more.

Suddenly I feel your hand leave my body. I slowly open my eyes and see you standing in front of me. For the first time I truly take a good look at you. I am very pleased with what I see. I smile shyly and run my wet tongue over my red, swollen lips.

Without saying a word you slowly lift your tight fitting t-shirt over your head. I soon get my first glance of your tanned tight stomach and chest. As you drop your shirt onto the floor I get up off the couch. I walk over to you and start to place light, soft kisses over your collarbone. Your head falls back and I hear you drew in your breath. My wet lips leave your collarbone and I look up into japon porno your blue eyes. We smile at each other both of us seeing the red hot desire in each other’s eyes. My hand slowly slides down your chest and comes to rest on the large bulge behind the zipper of your jeans. I can already tell that you are very aroused and this makes me smile. My hand begins to rub your hot and ready cock through your tight jeans. I hear your heartbeat become faster and I feel your breath become shallower. Now my full red lips begin to kiss their way down your chest. I use my hot, wet tongue to outline your small tight nipple. My white teeth softly nibble on your small bud. You moan as my hand continues to carcass your swollen cock through your jeans. I can tell that you are growing uncomfortable in your jeans so my tongue slowly licks it’s way down your flat, tight stomach. I lift up my head and smile at you as I begin to unbutton your jeans. Now I feel you shiver with growing need.

I feel your huge cock strain against my nose as I lower your zipper with my teeth. You reach down to remove your jeans but just as your strong hands reach your waistband I push them away. I stand up in front of you and slowly remove my blue Teddy. Slowly I remove my right arm and then my left arm. The silky Teddy is now just hanging on my round, full breasts. I see your blue eyes just staring at the Teddy hugging my large breasts. My nipples are pointing out from behind the cloth. You run your strong hands up my sides and tug the Teddy off of my body. The Teddy slips off my full hips and falls to the floor.

I slowly lower your jeans down your strong hips. They soon join my forgotten Teddy on the floor. I give you an evil smile as I notice that you weren’t wearing any briefs. Your large, swollen cock points straight out. Your swollen cock feels so hot as I wrap my fingers around it. I begin moving my hand up and down your cock. Your head falls back and you moan. I let go of your cock and push you into the couch. I lower myself so that I am sitting between your spread knees. Once again my hand finds your throbbing cock. I once again begin moving my hand up and down its hot heat. Your hips are now bucking against my hand. Slowly I lower my hot, wet mouth onto your cock. My wet tongue licks the underside of your huge cock as I take you deeper and deeper into my hot mouth. My mouth slides up and down your cock. I suck on the tip as my hand plays with your balls. lezbiyen porno Faster and faster I suck on your hot cock. Up and down my swollen lips move over your cock. I feel your cock grow larger in my mouth…you are ready to explode!

Suddenly you pull your swollen cock out of my wet mouth. You lift me to stand in front of you. Now my wet, shaved pussy is right in front of your face. I feel your hot breath on me. Your large hands pull my pussy closer to your hot mouth. You lower your mouth and soon I feel your hot, wet tongue exploring my clit. I almost scream out as your wet tongue licks my click. Your hands grip my hips tighter as you feel me grow weak with desire. Now I feel you slip one finger into my hot wetness. As you continue to lick my clit you move your finger in and out of my wetness. I am having a hard time standing on my weak legs. I feel like I could fall to the floor.

You slip your wet finger out of my heat and bring it to my lips. I softly suck on it tasting myself. My wet tongue wraps around your finger and I suck harder on it. As I am sucking on your finger you pull me onto your lap. My full hips press against your swollen cock. I feel your large cock pressing against my right thigh. My full lips pout as you pull your finger out of my hot mouth. Quickly your lips cover mine in a heated kiss. Our wet tongues mate with each other as your hand carcasses my full breast. I moan loudly into your mouth as your teeth nibble on my full lower lip.

I break our kiss and look deeply into your blue eyes. Slowly I lower my tight slit onto your huge, hot cock. My wetness surrounds your cock. Slowly I begin to move my full hips against yours. Your cock feels so large in my tightness. Faster and faster I begin to move my hot, wet pussy over your swollen cock. You grab my hips and slow down my movements. Your hands guide my hips up and down your cock. My pussy grows wetter and wetter. I feel your large cock pushing deeper and deeper inside me. I arch my back and this causes your cock to slide even deeper into my tight wetness. I feel very lightheaded and I am moaning loudly. My nails dig into your strong shoulders as I once again begin to move faster on your cock. Now your hips are grinding into mine. With every thrust, of your huge cock, you slip deeper into my wet pussy. Now I feel your lips take my swollen nipple into you mouth. This is more than I can take…suddenly I scream out as I reach my peak.

Some where in the background I hear a phone ringing. I try to ignore it but it continues to ring. Slowly I feel myself drift back down to Earth and as I open my hazel eyes I notice that I am all by myself on the couch. I look around somewhat confused and I wonder if it was all just a dream.

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The loud, shrill sound of the bell rang throughout the dark corridors of the all girls, 18+ school. A heavy sigh came from all the girls as they started to make their way towards their next lessons. All the girls that is, except for the fifteen girls headed towards English, taught by Mr. Smith. These girls stood out from the rest of the school. Whereas the other girls dragged their feet sulkily, and moodily traipsed towards Geography or History, Mr. Smith’s class skipped joyously down the hallway, racing to be the first in class, and get the best seats, right at the front. Their beaming smiles seemed to light up the dingy hallways, and their enthusiasm for class was contagious.

The class flooded through the door, and fought over the seats nearest to the front. The girls giggled excitedly as they took their seats, and settled into a quiet, excited silence as Mr. Smith entered. Just under six foot tall, he was skinny and confident, his mousy brown hair brushed to one side in a comb-over, and his thick rimmed spectacles perched precariously on the end of his nose. He entered the class and dropped his heavy stack of books onto his desk, before turning to his class. One or two of the girls nudged each other, and whispered as their teacher removed his long overcoat, keeping his brown tweed jacket on.

“Right class,” he began, “I will need this week’s assignment in. Hands up if you don’t have it.” He looked around. Everyone had done their homework, he didn’t know why he asked anymore, it was always done, and done very well. Then he noticed one very timid hand being slowly raised at the back of the class. It belonged to the quietest, most timid girl he’d ever taught. Her name was Susannah, and she never caused any problems. Mr. Smith had never had to tell her to be quiet, or ask her to stop masturbating in class like the other girls. She always completed her homework, and kept her knickers on in class. She was a model student, so the fact she hadn’t done her homework surprised him.

“Susannah, I’m going to have to talk to you after class I’m afraid.” She nodded in acknowledgement, and put her hand down; her pretty pale porcelain cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. But at least she would get to spend some time with Mr. Smith after class, all on her own! She had thought he was extremely sexy since the first day of term, and was always wet in his class. She couldn’t help herself, her pussy just started to gush fluids, and she would get hornier in his class than she was at any other time. She would ache to be filled with üvey kız kardeş porno Mr. Smith’s big hard cock all lesson, and sometimes it was too much for her, she had to finger herself there and then. But she wasn’t like the other girls who sat at the front of the class and spread their legs, then their lips in front of the teacher. No, she was more subtle, bringing herself to a fulfilling orgasm at the back of class, silently fingering her pussy, barely able to keep herself quiet.

Mr. Smith was worried about Susannah, how had his star pupil missed her homework? All year she hadn’t missed one, or made a single spelling mistake or grammatical error. He hoped there was nothing wrong, but he’d find out after class.

The lesson went smoothly, with just the normal distractions. He had to tell Lauren twice to put her knickers back on, and stop playing with herself, but nothing out of the ordinary.

The bell went again soon enough, signalling the end of class, and the end of the day. A few of the girls hung around, talking to Mr. Smith, playing with their hair and flirting outrageously. However Mr. Smith was too concerned about Susannah to pay them any attention. Eventually the girls left, and Mr. Smith was able to talk to Susannah on her own.

“Susannah, I’m worried about you. You’ve never missed a homework before. Is there a problem at home?” Susannah just looked sheepishly up at Mr. Smith, and didn’t say a word.

“Well, what do you have to say for yourself? Not doing your homework is extremely naughty, I hope you realise this Susannah.” He said in his strictest, most teachery voice. Susannah nodded at him.

“Yes sir, I realise this. I’m sorry. I don’t know why I didn’t do it. I must have forgotten.” Mr. Smith’s face grew stony.

“Forgotten?” he asked, “Forgotten?! How could you forget your homework! I was hoping it was something else. I’m very disappointed in you Susannah.” Susannah looked down at her feet.

“Sorry sir.” She said. Mr. Smith suddenly grabbed her hair, and dragged her up from her desk, and across the room to his desk, shouting angrily at her.

“Sorry? You fucking will be!” he bent her over his desk, exposing her plump, peachy arse. He lifted her skirt and yanked her knickers down roughly. She could feel a cold breeze around her bare, naked bottom, the chill sending shivers of anticipation up along her spine. She was left lying on the desk, feeling exposed for a few minutes before she felt her teacher come up behind her xnxx porno again. He grabbed her hair tightly in his clenched fist, and pulled her head back, making her arch her back and stick her bum out. He leaned in close, till she could feel his warm breath on the side of her head, just behind her ear, making her squirm.

“You’ve been very naughty Susannah. And you must be punished.” He whispered menacingly into her ear. “You must do as you’re told!” as he shouted the last word, she felt a sharp sting on her backside, making her gasp in a delightful mix of pain and pleasure. She couldn’t move her head around to see what she was being struck with as Mr. Smith still had a tight hold of her hair, but she could feel her arse getting hotter and hotter as she was spanked repeatedly. She gasped louder and louder as he hit her harder and harder. She could feel the bare flesh of her cheeks getting red. Then it stopped, just as suddenly as it started. She heard a zip undoing, and felt a hand stroke her wet pussy and sore arse cheeks. She shuddered involuntarily, her pussy getting wetter as she grew more excited. She could feel her stiff nipples rubbing on her shirt as she was pulled to her knees.

Mr. Smith had pulled his trousers down, and released his huge, throbbing cock. He was desperate to feel Susannah’s plump, delicious lips wrapped around his shaft, her warm wet tongue slowly licking him up and down. He pulled her to the floor, and ripped open her top, exposing her voluptuous breasts to the world. Roughly, he tweaked her nipples as he guided his throbbing cock into her open mouth. She sucked on him hungrily, tasting his salty pre-cum on her tongue, licking around his head as he grabbed her hair and fucked her head. She pulled him out of her mouth, and licked up and down his shaft, then started sucking his balls as she wanked him with her soft hands. He moaned loudly as she gave him the best blow-job of his life. Her mouth was soft and wet and warm on his rock hard cock. She looked innocently up at him as his cock went in and out of her mouth, while he tweaked her hard nipples.

Mr. Smith managed to pull his cock out, and drag Susannah roughly to her feet. He turned her around and bent her back over his desk, and spread her legs and her lips. She gasped as he entered her, her tight, wet pussy barely managing to take him at all. It was almost painful as he forced his cock into her, but she loved it. She couldn’t stop herself from crying out loudly, ecstatically. Mr. Smith reached around and cupped zenci porno her right tit as she played with her clit. He tweaked her nipples whilst she played with his balls whenever they came into contact with her masturbating fingers. Her head was going blank with orgasmic pleasure, she couldn’t think, could barely breathe. All she could think of was Mr. Smith’s giant cock in her tight, wet fuck hole, and his strong firm grip around her throat. He was fucking her as hard as he could now, ramming his solid dick as deep inside her as he could, as fast as he could, as hard as he could.

He kept hold of her throat, and leant over her, to whisper in her ear. “Ready for your punishment?” she looked at him confusedly as he withdrew his cock, much to her disappointment.

She heard him spit on his hand, and felt something warm and wet at her virgin arsehole. She gasped, she’d never had anything in there before! How would it feel? Mr. Smith grabbed a handful of her hair, and she could feel his cock nuzzling at her tightest hole. He started to push it in, meeting firm resistance at first, but after a few pushes she relaxed and he was able to get the head of his cock in. She gasped loudly in shock — it felt even bigger in there! She didn’t realise his cock could feel any bigger or even more satisfying, but it did. She reached a hand under her body and played with her pussy as Mr. Smith fucked her tight, virgin arsehole. At first he moved in and out slowly, giving her a massive head rush every time he thrust home, but as she grew more and more relaxed he was able to fuck her harder, soon he was able to thrust his cock into her with ease, like a sex knife through her butter. At first she was apprehensive — a cock wasn’t supposed to go in her arse, was it? But now she knew the answer was yes, a definite yes. She was screaming with unbridled, orgasmic ecstasy. Her head was swimming and she couldn’t see. Her fingers were knuckle deep inside her pussy as Mr. Smith was balls deep in her arsehole. She screamed as she came all over her fingers and his cock.

He thrust into her twitching, tightening arse a couple more times, then pulled out of her, and forced her back to her knees again. He wanked himself as she sucked at his balls, till he came, shooting great big jets of his boiling hot cum over her face, covering her in his sticky mess. She smiled as he shot her, and started licking it off her face, and off his cock.

They both stayed still for a few minutes, panting heavily after there exertions. Susannah stood up, her face red and flushed with her subsiding orgasm, and all the effort she used earning it. Mr. Smith smiled at her.

“Now, Susannah, I hope you’ve learnt your lesson. Will you please bring me your homework tomorrow?” Susannah nodded an obedient ‘yes’, but the wicked gleam in her eyes said ‘no’.

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I get home and you are walking around with a sly grin on your face. We have plans to go out to dinner and you have my clothes laid out and tell me that I need to hurry and get cleaned up. I quickly get a shower and get dressed for us to leave.

On our way to the restaurant you keep rubbing your breasts and making your nipples hard. I keep thinking about how much I want to kiss them as you slide your hand over them. When we get to the restaurant your nipples are standing out and look like they need to be kissed. We walk in and every man in the place it looking at your nipples. The waitress shows us to our table and we sit down across from each other at a small table.

As we sit at the table you continue to rub your breast and drive me crazy with desire. You lean over the table and whisper to me that you are wet and want to play with yourself. I watch as you move your hand into your lap and I see your arm move as you rub yourself. All I can do is sit there and watch you as you rub your clit in the restaurant.

The waitress comes with our drinks and I order for us both as you are sitting there rubbing yourself. When the waitress leaves the table you start rubbing your clit harder. I can see you tensing your body and shaking as you bite your arm to keep quiet. Your orgasm rolls through you like an ocean wave.

Just as you are settling down from your orgasm the waitress brings our dinner. She leans down and whispers in your ear and you both giggle as she walks away. You lean over the table and tell me she has always wished she had the nerve to do what you had done. The waitress comes sarışın porno back to the table often after that and each time you whisper to each other.

We finish our dinner and are heading home and you remove your top and continue to play with your nipples. You have me going crazy with desire and you know what will be waiting when we get home.

By the time we get home you are naked and masturbating again. We pull in and you are close to another orgasm when I stop you and get you out of the car. Leading you in the house nude you keep rubbing your fingers on your clit. You go straight to the bedroom and lie down on the bed still rubbing your clit.

I get in there and I pull your hands away from your pussy and put the restraints on your wrists. Then I restrain your ankles and make sure you are not able to move. I move up over top of you and kiss you passionately. Kissing you softly I kiss your neck and down to your breasts. Kissing your breasts I tenderly kiss your nipples and feel them getting harder. Wrapping my lips around them I gently suck and lightly bite them. Moving on down your stomach I kiss you softly and slide my tongue around your bellybutton. My fingers softly trace the lips of your pussy as I kiss closer to your clit.

You are pulling at the restraints as I kiss around your pussy and softly slide my hands up and down your legs. Softly I kiss up and down the inside of your thighs kissing up to the edge of your pussy. You pull at the restraints trying to get me to kiss your pussy but I refuse to touch it.

As I am kissing your thighs sex hikayeleri I hear someone at the door so I put my robe on and go see who it is. I leave you tied to the bed wanting to be touched. I open the door and it is the waitress we had at the restaurant so I invite her in and ask her if I can help her. She tells me that you invited her to join us and says she was scared at first but decided if you had the courage to masturbate in the restaurant she could get the courage to join us.

I lead her to the bed room and she sees you tied to the bed. I help her undress and then get onto the bed.

She gets between your legs and starts to lean down to kiss your pussy. I stop her and tell her that you are not allowed to be touched yet.

I have her get on top of you and put her pussy in your face. You start sliding your tongue up and down her lips as I have her kiss my erection. She wraps her lips around my erection and slowly slides her mouth down onto it. She is trembling from the excitement as she rubs her clit on your tongue and gently sucks my erection. As she rubs herself harder on your tongue she slides her mouth up and down on my erection faster. She begins to shake causing me to lose control and we erupt in a wonderful orgasm.

Having her lie down beside you I kiss her tenderly then softly kiss down to her breasts. You pull harder at your restraints as you see me kissing down her body. You tell me that you should get to cum but I continue to kiss breasts and gently suck her nipples. Slowly I kiss on down her stomach to her pussy and softly slide şişman porno my tongue up and down her lips. Brushing over her clit I slide my tongue back down pushing between her lips.

I tell her she can play with your nipples as I rub her clit with my tongue. She pulls on your nipples as I wrap my lips around her clit and suck it gently. Turning her head she starts kissing your breast and sucking your nipple. I suck her clit harder and slide my fingers inside her. I slowly move them in and out of her as I suck harder on her clit. She starts shaking and as she bites your nipple and her orgasm moves through her body.

Moving over between your legs I softly kiss around your pussy and you beg me to let you cum. I gently brush my tongue over your clit as she is sucking your nipples. Feeling your clit swell I wrap my lips around it and gently suck it. Sliding my fingers inside you I move them in and out slowly as I suck your clit harder. I see her biting and pulling your nipples with her teeth as I suck hard on your clit. You start shaking and pulling at your restraints as your intense orgasm thunders through your body.

We release you from the restraints and you move between her legs and softly kiss her. Slowly you kiss down to her breasts and wrap your lips around her nipples sucking them gently. You kiss on down to her pussy and slide your tongue up and down it. You brush over her clit with your tongue as I move up behind you. Slowly I push my erection into you from behind as you rub her clit with your tongue. As I push inside you I spank your ass pushing you hard against her clit. Each time I push inside you I spank your ass harder as you suck her clit. We all start to shake and we explode in a magnificent orgasm. We collapse on the bed and kiss each other passionately. Holding each other she says it was the best time she ever had and hopes that she can join us again.

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is a fictional story in a fictional series of a fictional married couple proposing fictional sex outside their fictional marriage. If you find the subject matter objectionable, please move on.

You may want to read Walt and Rhonda Ch. 05 to get the background, but it’s not essential.

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It had been more than two months since Walt and Rhonda had confirmed their deepest suspicions and most exciting fantasies about each other. After ten years of wonderful married life and loving sex they had each had sexual experiences outside their marriage, each hiding it from the other, terrified of being discovered while teasing each other that they were doing it, and at the same time hoping and wondering if the other was doing the same. Finally, at a party, they’d had the opportunity to separately see each other having sex with another person, and realizing their fantasies. Afterwards they had discussed it, and agreed that since no had had been hurt, and since they both enjoyed what they did, and they each enjoyed the idea of each other enjoying it, that they would continue, only without secrets. Hiding nothing from each other, no lies, no secrets; that was the pact they made.

For the first few weeks following their emotional reunion after witnessing each other’s dalliances, they had returned to their regular sex lives, making slow, wonderful love, considerate of each other’s needs and wants. They sexually reset their norms, making sure they were still okay, that these new events hadn’t changed them, or irreparably damaged their relationship. Each knew that the relationship had changed, had grown, or stretched to include new boundaries, but their personal, intimate relationship was strong as ever, once again firmly rooted in trust and open communication.

Rhonda was happy to have given up her outside activities, but was especially pleased with having lost the weight of her deceit, her lies by omission. As they rediscovered themselves these few weeks, she thought, it was a great relief to not have her secrets dangling over her head, weighing her down, and a bigger relief to know that Walt wasn’t angry, or jealous. In fact he was excited to hear some of her stories that night, some while she sucked his cock, and others when she was on top of him, riding his shaft. But for weeks after the party the subject had not been raised, and it had been just them, together, like old times.

A few weekends after the party they had gone to dinner on a weeknight (a WEEKNIGHT of all things, who would have imagined!), just to spend some time together. The restaurant was surprisingly busy for a Thursday, but they sat quietly, eating and talking. They chatted about work, and Walt mentioned that he might have to go out of town in few weeks. He hadn’t been away for a while, she realized, and wondered if he had been avoiding his trips because of their recent past activities. They had only occurred when they were apart. She considered bringing it up, but let the thought slide. Walt was relating the vendor he had to visit; he’d be gone four days, there were three plant visits, company officers, meetings. At his last trip he’d fucked the owner’s wife, and Rhonda felt a little tingle inside remembering Walt telling her what they had done. It had been pretty hot. Her pussy twitched at the memory, and her thoughts drifted to sex as they talked.

And she looked around the restaurant.

There were a number of couples seated around them, and more at the bar, visible from the dining room. She wondered if any of them were like Walt and her, prepared to share themselves with others; if their relationships were strong and loving and understanding like the one she shared with Walt. She smiled wistfully at the ones who looked happy and content, and felt sorry for the ones who ate in silence, existing together, not enjoying themselves.

It occurred to her then that she was trying to determine if she could detect, just by looking, if a couple had an open relationship. And she realized that if that were true, if you could see it, then they could surely see it in her and Walt. She blushed with momentary embarrassment. What would these people, these regular, ordinary people, think of her? Would they be shocked? Or would they just give a knowing smile, because they were doing the same thing? She drifted off, ruminating on the possibilities, until she felt Walt’s hand on hers.

“Hey,” she heard him say, “where’d you go just now?”

She came back to herself to find her eyes had settled on a young couple at a nearby table, and when she snapped back to reality she saw they were looking her way and grinning. She gasped in surprise, and turned away, blushing and flustered, to answer Walt’s question.

“Oh, sorry, I was just thinking,” she stammered. “I guess I drifted off a little.” She smiled at him to cover her thoughts and embarrassment. What would that young couple think of her? Her eyes darted back, but the young couple had returned to their meal and conversation. travesti porno She turned to Walt and he was looking where her eyes had been. When he returned to her, he was smiling broadly.

“You sexy, brazen hussy,” he whispered in a low voice, “were you checking that guy out?”

She was momentarily speechless, both because she hadn’t been, and because the subject of other people had not come up for several weeks. She looked at his face. He wasn’t angry. He was — what? Entertained?

“No, you idiot,” she joked, but her hand fiddled with her napkin. “No, don’t be silly.”

“You were, weren’t you? You were checking out that young stud eating dinner with his wife.”

“I was not,” she insisted, and her eyes drifted back to the young couple, who were smirking and stealing furtive glances at her. Oh, my God, she thought, I bet they think that I WAS staring at him! But even as she thought it, her eyes scanned the younger man, his relaxed body, his long legs under their table, his easy good looks, and the devilish smirk on his face. And her pussy confirmed her opinion.

“You were,” Walt grinned at her, “you just did it again!”

She felt her face go red and she put her hand up to hide her embarrassment. “Oh, God that’s embarrassing,” she muttered. “I was not checking him out before, but I admit I did just now.” She looked up at him and grinned. “And they saw me! It’s so embarrassing!” She dropped her hands to the table as the redness left her face.

Walt snickered at her. “Don’t worry yourself, dear,” he said covering her hand with his. “I think they enjoyed it.” She saw his eyes dart in their direction, then return to hers. “So, you would go for that? Is he your type?”

“Walt! Stop it!” Rhonda’s embarrassment returned, shocked to hear him asking such a frank question out loud, after so many weeks of not addressing the topic. She took a moment to accustom herself to the idea that she was openly discussing her potential for attraction to other men with her husband in a public place. She wondered why it didn’t seem more unusual. And more strangely, that discussing it publicly was, well, a little titillating, almost dangerous.

Her words were stern, but with a smile. “What are you talking about? I don’t have a type.” She lowered her voice, and put her hand on his. “Except you, of course; you’re my type.”

“Good to know,” he said, “I was kidding of course.” He gazed into her eyes and his lips curled a little into half a smirk. “But are you interested? What kind of man interests you?”

Before answering she had another momentary flash of being outside herself, observing her position, and being a little amazed that she would be openly discussing with her husband what makes another man attractive to her. “It’s not just looks, you know. Physical attraction is important, but there has to be more, a connection. I have to meet him, talk to him, feel comfortable. Remember Andy? The Car Rental guy? Like that. Not just handsome, but also an emotional match. I don’t just survey the crowd and settle on an attractive face with a hard cock.” She glanced sideways, making sure her voice was low enough. “Not that there isn’t a lot to be said for hard cock!” she grinned. “And that young man over there is with his wife, and I’m with you, so I can see he looks nice, but that’s not what I’m thinking of.”

“So,” Walt asked, smirking openly, “what if you were here, and alone, and horny?” he teased.

“Well, then,” she teased back, leaning in towards her husband, “I’d just tell him I wanted to suck his hard cock, provided he could go again, and fuck my brains out!” She saw movement from in the corner of her eye, and turned to see the waitress there, and the look on the girl’s face told her that her voice had been a little too loud on that last comment.

Rhonda lowered her head almost to the table and buried her face in her hands, hearing Walt’s laugh.

“Should I come back?” the waitress asked tentatively. And despite herself, Rhonda began laughing, too. She picked her head up.

“No, it’s fine,” she laughed.

“How is everything tonight? Can I get you folks anything else?” As she spoke she removed the empty plates. “Would you like some coffee or dessert?”

“Dessert sounds great,” Walt told her, and Rhonda agreed. The waitress smiled and left, returning with dessert menus. They selected quickly, and Rhonda waited until the waitress delivered the desserts before speaking again.

“I hope I didn’t scare her,” she said.

“”Yes,” Walt kidded her with sarcastic humor, “I bet she never heard those words before. I’m sure she’s shattered.” He grinned and lowered his voice. “You know, Ronnie, it’s exciting hearing you talk like that. It’s been so long since we teased each other.”

Rhonda looked at him, measuring her response, not sure she wanted to bring up how they had kept secrets from each other. “Actually,” she told him, “the last time may have been when we went away together.” alt yazılı porno They looked at each other, both knowing that their teasing had led to their flings with others, and the discomfort of their secrets were not completely gone. Rhonda was determined not to let it ruin the evening. “And,” she added, grinning, “it’s about time we started again.”

“I think you’re right,” he said, and reached for her hand, lifting it to his lips and kissing her fingers. “I love you, honey. I’m so lucky to have such a lovely, wonderful, sexy wife, and I am glad we stopped torturing ourselves.” He grinned mischievously. “Teasing each other is so much fun, and I confess, I am a little, uh, stimulated, hearing you talk so sexy and dirty.”

“Walt, are you getting a boner?”

“About half so far, yeah.”

“Well, then, if you were alone, and sitting there with half an erection, who would YOU go for? Hmm? Is that young man’s wife your type?” She looked at him slyly. “Or would you go for the waitress.”

“Honestly, hon, I don’t know,” he said, eating his cheesecake. “You remember what happened to me those times. I didn’t do the seducing. I was taken, by loose wanton women.” He grinned broadly. “Not unlike yourself!”

“You didn’t put up much of a fight, as I recall from your stories,” she grinned back. “Is that what attracts you to a woman? The fact that she’ll spread her legs for you?”

“Ouch,” he kidded, “you make it sound so cheap. But no,” he explained, “that’s not it. Obviously, like you said, there is some physical attraction, but there’s more. There’s plenty of attractive women in the world.” He looked at her, and touched her hand. “Not as attractive as you, of course.”

“Well done,” she congratulated him.

“But I don’t just lust after every attractive woman. There needs to be something more, a sexual spark, a sign of lust, a mutual, I don’t know, idea.” She watched him struggle to find the words. “There is something deeply alluring about a woman who knows she wants sex, who likes it enough to take a chance on a guy she just met.” He winked at her. “Like you, Ronnie.” She laughed and he continued. “The women who turn me on are attractive, sexy, seductive, and are attracted to me.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Again, like you,” he said, and smiled.

“You, sir,” Rhonda said, smiling as she pushed her empty plate away and reached for the last of her wine, “are a sweet talking devil, and I love you to death. And what sexy, horny woman wouldn’t be hot for you?” They laughed together as the waitress picked up the check, and they stood to exit. “But I’m a little nervous about sending you out in the world to be the unsuspecting victim of every woman with an itch to scratch,” she said, wrapping her arm around his, and leaning into his shoulder as they walked to the car.

“You think I’m naïve? A babe in the woods?”

“Maybe a little,” she giggled.

“It’s true, I admit it,” he said, holding her car door open. “I fell for your wily and seductive charms, didn’t I?’ He leaned in and kissed her as she sat down. Her hand touched his cheek lightly as their lips met, brushing lightly.

“You are something, mister,” she whispered as he pulled back, looking into her eyes. “You better get me home quickly, or I may have to go find some satisfaction for myself.”

“Not tonight, woman,” he said, standing outside her open car door. “Tonight you are all mine.” He closed the door with an exaggerated flourish and thumped his chest dramatically. She was still laughing when he got in the car.

That were still enjoying the humor as they walked in the door of their home, and Walt took her into his arms, holding her body close to his, but with his shoulders and head pulled back, looking at her silently, and smiling a little.

“What,” she said, searching his face for a clue to his thoughts. “What is it? Is my makeup running?” Then she saw a smile form on his lips. “Is there a bug on my face?” she kidded, and his smile broadened. She loved his smile.

“You,” he told her, his voice solemn and serious despite the smile on his face, “are the most beautiful, sexy, hot woman any man could ever want,” he told her. “I love you, Rhonda, and I love loving you, and I am the luckiest man in the world for loving you.”

And Rhonda felt her stomach flip and her knees go weak and her face moved to his and they kissed, slowly and teasingly like lovers; she thrilled at the fact that they could still kiss like lovers after ten years of marriage. Their hands were at each other’s faces, caressing cheeks, touching necks, and lips parted, tongues touched, then began probing, mouths open and pressing lightly. His hands moved around her, to her back, then to her ass, pressing her against him. She felt him getting hard against her.

Her lips left his mouth, moved to his chin, his neck, then down his chest, kissing him through his shirt as she bent, then knelt, her hands sliding down his chest to his pants as she üvey baba porno kissed his growing erection though his pants. She opened his pants, pulling the zipper down, tugged his briefs down below his balls and released him. She gazed lovingly at his half hard dick before planting a kiss on the tip, then licking the head. She heard him moan appreciatively.

“Is this how you would do it?” he asked, and she looked up at him questioningly.

“Do what?” she asked, holding his shaft at the base with one hand, the other on his stomach as he worked his pants down past his hips, letting them drop to his ankles.

“Is this how you would do him, after you pick him out, and meet him?”

She knew what he wanted then. “Oh, yes, baby,” she said, and her eyes drilled into his. “I’d open his pants and drop to my knees and tell him I wanted to suck his cock with my slutty married mouth.” She opened her lips, still looking into his eyes, and took the head inside, feeling the spongy head squirm around her swirling tongue,

“Show me how you want him,” he whispered, “show me how you want his cock.”

She hummed her delight on his head and felt his hips twitch, and lowered her eyes and began to work his cock, loving the feel of his hard shaft in her mouth as she moved her head down, taking as much of him inside as she could fit, and sucking as she drew back.

“Oh, yeah, you beautiful, married slut, suck my cock,” he encouraged, and his dirty words inspired her, and she began pumping his shaft with her mouth and hand, swirling her fist as she sucked him. “Yeah, that’s it, oh, you suck my cock so good, you love a nice hard cock in your mouth, don’t you, you horny slut?”

She pulled off, rubbing his saliva-slicked head across her lips. “Yeah, baby, I love to suck a nice hard cock.” She licked a drop of pre-cum from the tip, stretching it from his cockhead to her tongue, then taking him back inside her mouth, sucking and bobbing her head.

“Doesn’t your husband take care of you?” he asked teasingly.

She pulled off again. “He takes good care of me,” she said, her face hot with desire, and her pussy leaking into her panties. “But he’s not here now, and you are, and your cock is hard, and I want you to cum in my mouth,” she hissed. She opened her mouth wide, laid her tongue out flat beneath his cock, and watched him watching her as she inserted his cock far into her mouth before closing her lips around it. She pressed down, forcing it into the back of her mouth, until she gagged a little. She began pumping her head enthusiastically, hearing him groan.

“M-mm, yeah, suck my hard cock. I’m going to cum in your married mouth, I’m going to shoot my cum in your slut mouth.” She felt his hips jerk and his cock pulsed, and she fondled his ball sack as she stroked his cock with her mouth, urging his release. Her saliva dripped from her lips, and she sucked, and pumped, and listened to him grunt and moan. When she felt him getting close, she looked up, stroking his cock at her open mouth.

“Cum for me, baby, cum in my mouth so I can tell my husband how good your cum tasted, how I swallowed your hot load of cum.” She kept her eyes on his as his cock swelled, and jerked, and she wrapped her lips around the head. She felt the pulse in her hand as the first spurt of his cum shot into her mouth, coating her tongue with his hot, salty load, and she held it in her mouth, letting his eruption fill her mouth, groaning as his semen emptied into her. She pulled back as he finished, allowing the last drips to coat her lips as she swallowed her mouthful.

She looked up at him, lips glistening with his seed, and smiled. “Happy? Did you like that?” She stood and threw her arms over his shoulders. “More important, do you think HE would like it?”

“No,” he told her, “the most important is that YOU enjoyed it. I love to see you enjoy yourself; it’s always been my greatest turn on, seeing you sexy and horny and hot. It’s my dream, seeing you out of control, unable to help yourself. What man could resist you?” He kissed her then, tasting the remnant of his climax on her lips. His arms caressed her back, sliding down to her butt, pressing his still half-hard cock against her. “When you put the moves on a guy, he doesn’t stand a chance.”

“What about you?” she asked, as his hands caressed her back. “What would you do to seduce a woman?”

“Oh, you want to see my moves?” He faced her, his hand on her arm, lightly grazing her skin with his fingertips.

“Yeah, I want to see your moves baby. I need to know that the women you fuck are impressed with you.” She grinned broadly. “I can’t have them thinking I didn’t train you right!”

He leaned into her, one hand at the small of her back, pulling her hips close to him, and kissed her lightly, the other hand behind her head, stroking her neck and playing in her hair. She returned the kiss, their tongues dancing.

“M-mm, that’s nice,” she said, breaking the kiss, and the hand from her back moved around, sliding up her front to slowly cup her breast through her shirt. “Oh, yeah, she likes that,” she cooed. He kissed her lips again, harder this time, then moved his hands to her shoulders and firmly turned her, so her back faced him, and she craned her neck as his lips found her throat under her ear.

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The pickup truck pulled to a stop.

I was in the front seat of a Ryan’s car, on my stomach laying across the wide bench front seat of the pickup truck. My ass was sticking in the air and the high schooler’s strong hand was on it, squeezing. My head was in Ryan’s lap, licking up and down on his massive, mostly-erect, teenage cock.

At the moment, I was playing with the cock head, licking around the ridges and the slit. My right hand stroked him in long, slow movements. My left hand explored his incredible body, moving up and down his impossibly thick legs and then under his shirt up his chiseled abs and chest whenever I came up momentarily to catch my breath.

“We’re here, Janelle.” Ryan brought his hand to my cheek and raised my head up. Reluctantly, I sat up. Looking out the window, I saw my apartment building. I looked up at Ryan. He smiled “Well, are you going to invite me in?”

My heart beat hard inside my chest. Now that we were here, I was having second thoughts. Not about Ryan-fuck I wanted him so badly-but about bringing him into our apartment.

“Do you want to go to your place instead maybe?” I asked.

Ryan gave a half frown. “No.” he said simply. Shit, I had upset him. “Okay, I mean that’s fine it was just a thought. Because your place is so much nicer you know, right?”

“We’re not going back to my place, Janelle.” Ryan said sternly. “But if you want, I can just drop you off now.” Ryan had his hand wrapped around the base of his cock, and gave it a slight shake as he looked at me. My eyes were drawn to it like a moth to a flame.

“Well, Janelle?” My hands drifted again towards his cock, but Ryan pulled his pants over it, hiding it from view.

I looked up again, my heart continuing to beat quickly. “Ryan, do you want to come up to my place?”

“I’d love to baby. Lead the way.” Ryan got out of the car then reaching back helped me out the drivers side door as well.

Ryan draped his strong arm around my waist and rested his hand on my hip. I was nervous about a neighbor recognizing me and so really wanted to walk quickly. I didn’t want to anger Ryan though so I walked patiently at Ryan’s side up my apartment walkway. Just the feel of his hand on my hip bone made me feel light-headed.

As we walked into to the entrance I realized something. “Shit! Ryan, my car is still at your place!” Though the prospect stressed me out, this could also be an opportunity to switch locations.

“Don’t worry babe, I’ll make the slut drive it over.”

“Oh…Okay…Thanks.”

We stepped onto the elevator and Ryan’s hand fell from my hip down to my ass. Right as the door was about to close a hand flew in and a woman I recognized stepped onto the elevator. She was short and pretty and I thought she lived with her husband and kids on the floor a couple below our unit.

She stood across from us and sure enough, pressed the button for the floor two down from mine. My heart hammered in my chest, again afraid of being recognized. Ryan’s hand squeezed and worked in between my ass cheeks over the short, tight dress. I tried to keep from squirming and risked a glance up. I needn’t have worried about being recognized. The woman was stealing quick and regular glances at Ryan, roaming over his body with her eyes.

She stepped off, taking one last furtive (almost desperate) glance at Ryan, and the doors closed. It honestly gave me yet another rush. He was here, with me! I reached up and grasped his huge bicep, squeezing, leaning into him as he fondled my ass.

The elevator dinged and we stepped off, my hand falling to his where I laced my fingers through his and I pulled him shyly towards my apartment. At the school I had felt in command, but now, walking towards my home with this teen stud, I was nervous once more.

“It’s not much, you know. Nothing like your place of course.” I nervously looked at Ryan’s handsome face but he just looked relaxed, expectant.

We walked in. I glanced around, relieved to see that Carlie had evidently cleaned. I looked at Ryan as he glanced around the room, his face not betraying how he felt about our small apartment. He gave everything a quick look over as he circled the living area and kitchen. My eyes followed him, waiting to see what he’d do.

As he completed his circuit he walked past me and sat down in the middle of coach. He glanced over at me. “So how about a beer, Janelle?”

“S..sure Ryan.” I walked over to the fridge. I knew Ryan was underage but I wasn’t going to say anything. Carlie and I didn’t particularly like beer but we generally kept a few in our fridge for social occasions. I brought one over to Ryan, forgetting to grab one for myself. He took it and then grabbed my arm and pulled me onto his lap. He cracked the beer and brought it to his mouth, leaning his head back. I looked on as he took a few deep drinks, watching his large adams apple bob up and down. He finished his drink and put the remaining beer on the side table. “Thanks, girl.”

“Ryan, xnxx I don’t…” I began. But Ryan looked at me intently just then and I dared not say another word. I gazed back into his deep blue eyes, spotted with brown, glancing nervously from one to the other. Fuck, he was so handsome. I couldn’t help myself, I leaned toward him and kissed him tentatively, still nervous for some reason.

His large lips pressed into mine and I felt the stubble of his five-o’clock shadow scratching into my cheek. At first it was gentle, then I felt Ryan putting his arms around my waist and press his hands into my back, pulling me into him hard. His mouth ground against mine, opening. I followed suit and felt his tongue reach into mine. I sucked on him greedily, moaning. I tasted the beer in his mouth, which made him seem only more masculine to me, if that were possible.

My arms were around his neck now and I ran my hands through his hair and over his strong shoulders as we made out. Ryan’s hands fell to my ass. He squeezed and pulled me deeper into his lap, so that my hip pressed hard against his rock hard abs. I moaned again and pressed my body into his, rubbing my breasts against his strong chest, just under his chin.

We broke the kiss and I looked at him, my mouth open, panting. He grinned at me wickedly and then dove his head into my deep soft breasts. I moaned and felt his growing manhood pressing into my leg. I reached my hand down his body, seeking his cock.

The phone beside the couch rang and I froze. The ring was like an alarm clock and it all hit me in a rush. I was making out with a high school kid. A male high school kid. In my own apartment. Dressed as a girl. How had it come this far?

I looked again at the hunky adonis who’s lap I was sitting in. Oh yeah…that’s why.

“You’d better get it, Janelle.” Ryan said.

I took my hands off of Ryan, resisting the urge to whimper when I did so, and dismounted, sitting next to him to reach over and picked up. “Hello?”

“Oh hey babe!” Carlie greeted, cheerily.

“Uhhh…Hi ba…Hi Carlie.” I glanced at Ryan, who grinned wickedly back.

“How’s it going? Am I interrupting anything?”

“What?? No way. I mean, just sitting around, not doing…” My sentence broke off. Ryan had stood up and was removing his shirt. I stared at his rippling muscles, just a couple feet away, almost dropping the phone.

“Not doing…what? Babe! You’re spacing out!”

“Oh! Sorry!” My focus shifting again to the call. “Not doing…anything…”

Ryan continued to remove his clothing and he now grabbed the waist of his pants and pulled them off.

“If you say so. So today’s been kind of crazy. First, I…” Carlie’s voice receded into the back of my consciousness. Ryan stood nearby in just his boxer shorts. He faced forward and I looked at his back and side at an angle. His muscular ass was framed by the boxers, allowing me to see even the slight dimples in the sides of his ass cheeks. The bottom of the boxers stretched out to accommodate his tree-trunk legs. His back muscles contracted and extended as he continued to remove clothing, taking off his socks now. I didn’t know a back could display as much raw power as Ryan’s did. It seemed like dozens of muscles, or muscle groups, were visible, competing for space on his wide frame.

“…and then, you won’t believe it, but she…” Carlie continued.

Ryan turned to face me now. He was huge, his figure taking up my entire field of vision. My eyes traveled up his cobblestone abs, over his large muscular chest, and to his face. He smirked down at me, a superior look on his face. He took a step towards me. His confidence was intoxicating and it took all my will not to throw down the phone and start licking his body.

“…and I really don’t know what she does all…”

Ryan was looking at me, expectantly. His eyebrows arched. Oh. I should have figured he wasn’t just putting on a show.

But as much as I wanted to, I couldn’t touch him now! I shook my head pleadingly, silently imploring him to wait. His eyebrows arched higher.

“…Isn’t that insane?…Babe?” Oh she was asking me something. “Yeah, totally.” I responded desperately. She seemed satisfied by that and went on. “So then…”

I noticed movement from Ryan’s boxers. I looked down and saw the head of Ryan’s dick pressing up against the bottom of the boxers, almost coming out. Ryan flexed his cock and the fabric flew up and down. He did it again, the movement almost catching me in the chin. Incredible.

I looked up, Ryan continued to look at me expectantly.

With my free hand I reached out, again barely conscious of Carlie’s voice in my ear. I grasped the hem of his boxers and pulled down. Ryan’s monster teen cock sprung up.

My breath caught at its impossible size and I stifled a moan. I was again struck at the beauty of his cock. Clean, light at the base and darker at the tip, smooth, huge, powerful. I grasped his hard tool and began stroking, staring at the brazzers growing cock head, amazed at the distance my hand had to travel to make the trip from base to tip. I flipped my grip so that I rubbed along the underside of his cock in long strokes. I loved how his huge manhood filled my hand. As my hand slid to the base it brushed up against Ryan’s balls. I’d never paid them much attention but now began feeling them experimentally. I was surprised. They were easily three times the size of mine, hanging in a smooth delicious sack. Delicious? We’ll see, I thought wickedly and grinned.

Then Ryan stepped forward again and his cock was suddenly pressing against my face. He grabbed the base of his cock and began slapping it against my cheek softly. It felt like being tapped with a baseball bat.

He ran the tip across my face and I opened my mouth as it crossed my lips, trying to guide it in. I missed and he began gently slapping my other cheek. Then he moved it between my eyes and lay the tip on my forehead. Fuck. I went cross-eyed trying to keep my eyes on it. His cock ran the length of my entire face, top to bottom, extending out on both sides. It was unbelievably heavy. It pressed down on me, compelling me to submit in worship of this teenage god.

“…Babe?…Babe you there?”. Shit. “Sorry, what Carlie?” I asked after a moment. I placed the phone on speaker and put it down on the side table.

“I said I haven’t heard you talk about Dick in a while. You still seeing him.” My eyes flew wide and I looked up, past his cock and at Ryan’s glorious presence in front of me. He smiled widely, his perfect teeth dazzling.

I grinned back wickedly. “I am indeed.” I grabbed the head of Ryan’s cock and held it up. I stuck out my tongue and licked his nut sack. Delicious, like I thought. I opened my mouth and sucked on his large balls, first one then the other.

“Good.” She continued. “I want to feel those huge muscles, babe.” She was talking about my supposedly growing muscles, but my mind was elsewhere. I groaned, bringing my mouth away from Ryan’s balls. “Ughhh, me toooo.” Barely in control of myself now. I ran my hands over Ryan’s hard stomach and down to his huge legs, feeling the muscles I loved so much.

“Can’t wait, babe.” Carlie continued. “Anyways, the rest of tonight is looking crazy…”

I opened my mouth and guided Ryan’s cock into my mouth. I bobbed back and forth on his massive pole, stroking the base of his cock with both hands as I worked the upper half, swirling my tongue around the tip. I began humming quietly, knowing Ryan would feel the vibrations ever so slightly.

I glanced up at him again. He looked down on me with a half grin, seemingly impressed. I smiled around his cock, immensely pleased with myself. I moved my hands to his lower back and ass, groping as I continued to hum and bob on his cock.

Carlie’s voice floated into my consciousness. “…So I probably won’t be home till around noon, but then I’ll be off for a couple days. Dinner tomorrow?” I brought my mouth off Ryan’s dick, angry now for the interruption. “Yeah, okay.” I said impatiently. “See you.”

“Love you, babe.” She said. I looked up at Ryan, worship in my eyes. “I love you.” I said.

Ryan raised his eyebrows.

I stammered. “I, I mean…she…” I quickly turned toward the phone and clicked end. When I turned back, Ryan had stepped away. I stared as his huge back as he walked down the hall slowly. My eyes swept up and down his body and fell on his sexy ass. He opened a door, looking in to confirm it was the bedroom, then stepped in.

I was left on the couch, panting. I got up and walked after him. As I stepped into the room I found him going through Carlie’s closet. “What you doing, Ryan?” I asked, coming up to him and placing my hands on his strong back and arm, pressing my body against his in a manner I hoped was seductive.

“Just looking for something that might interest me. Ahh, here we are.” He brought out a hanger with a lacy white bra, panties, stockings and corset. “Put this on for me, Janelle.”

“But…this is Carlie’s wedding night lingerie…” I said, looking up at Dick nervously.

“Is it now? Well…I think that’s just perfect. It’s Janelle’s halloween dance lingerie now.” He smirked at me, handing me the delicate items.

I looked down at the lacy material in my hands, feeling them.

“Why don’t you get a bit cleaned up too? Take a shower and wash up, to get ready.”

To get ready…I thought.

He drew me into his arms and I placed my hands on his chest. Janelle’s halloween dance lingerie…I thought. The top of his chest was at eye level and I began caressing it softly, kissing it, licking his nipples. My hands traveled up and down his chiseled sides. His cock pressed against my stomach and Ryan lifted my chin and kissed me gently. My head swam with lust.

He stepped back and turned his back on me, walking to the bed. Right. Get ready.

“Okay. Be right back.” I stepped into sikiş izle the bathroom and looked at myself. I still looked pretty good. The makeup that Ryan’s sister Kasi had applied was holding up well. I was still amazed at how the dress showed off the feminine curves on my body.

I stripped off the “costume,” letting the wings and the dress fall to the floor. As I removed the bra I noticed for the first time that the fake tits could be separated from the bra, the fleshy skin tone globes had their own clear harness. This was a relief as I’d be able to put them on with the new outfit.

With some difficulty, I pinned up my hair with some of Carlie’s hair clips. I stepped into the shower and quickly scrubbed myself down in boiling hot water, being especially careful not to get my hair or face wet. I spent some time clean between my ass cheeks, even sticking a soapy finger up to clean. I released a high-pitched moan in anticipation.

I stepped out, my skin warm and tingly. I opened the bathroom mirror and examined Carlie’s supplies. I applied some of her sensual lotions to my skin, making it gleam, and put on a new layer of light peach lipstick, smacking my lips to spread it evenly, as I’d seen her do before. I put some lube in my fingers and worked it into my ass.

I managed to successfully put on my tits and slipped on the white lingerie carefully. It fit me wonderfully and I was amazed at the similarities between my body now and Carlie’s on out wedding night. She had worked hard to attain her figure for the wedding.

No, that wasn’t it. The story began to invent itself in my head, growing from the seed planted by Ryan.

I had worked hard to attain my figure for the halloween dance, I thought. This lingerie had been my motivation the past months. Every day I’d pull it out and stare at it as inspiration, knowing I wanted to show it off to my high school stud on the night of the halloween dance. That night was finally here.

I let down my hair and rand my hands through it, giving it some volume. I was a high school girl, and the hottest boy in school was just outside. I gave Janelle a mischievous wink in the mirror and stepped out of the bathroom.

Ryan was sitting patiently on the bed, leaning back onto his strong arms. His cock had softened and was laying thick across one leg. His smooth muscles at rest looked plush and inviting.

I swayed my hips as I walked to him seductively, wanting to impress. “How do I look, Daddy?” I asked.

He grinned at me. “Good enough to fuck, baby.”

I giggled and twirled for him, showing off the curves I had developed for my stud. He slapped my ass hard and I squealed. I turned and faced him, smiling. I dropped to my knees and rand my hands up his strong wide legs. I needed to get him hard.

I grabbed his soft cock and brought it to my face. I licked it long and slow from base to tip and put it in my mouth, sucking hard. This was the first time he was soft in my mouth and loved the new feeling. It was slightly smaller and easier to manage. At the same time it seemed to fill my mouth more because it had more give and pressed into the open spaces.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on manipulating his cock. I grazed it lightly with my teeth as I sucked it up and down. I attempted to take it deep with it’s more manageable size and got about two-thirds down it before gagging. I fought the reflex and kept it in my mouth, breathing through my nose.

I felt him growing in my mouth and I increased my pace, excited. I loved knowing that I was turning him on.

I leaned back and worked the head as I brought the shaft between my luscious white-clad tits. He became hard quickly now as I bobbed hard and fast on his cock.

I felt his hand on my hair, pulling up slightly, and I disengaged. I looked up at him and he had that intense look he wore when he was horny. I swooned a bit, infatuated with that look. I stood and climbed into his lap, straddling him again. I slid the back of my panties to the side and then placed my hands on his strong shoulders. Janelle couldn’t believe this was finally happening, I thought. She’d been looking forward to this night for so long. The night she would lose her virginity.

I began to slide my ass up and down his long pole, snaked between my cheeks. I leaned in and kissed him hard, throwing my arms around him and sucking on his tongue. I felt his hand close around my hair and pull my head back, breaking the kiss. I stared into Ryan’s eyes, my lips still lightly brushing his. I continued to slide up and down his cock.

He spoke. “What do you want, Janelle.”

I moaned into his mouth and tried to kiss him. But he pulled back. “Say it.”

I stared into his eyes. “I want to feel you inside me.”

He just stared at me, unblinking. Waiting.

“Fuckkkk. Fuck me please!”

He gave a half grin and nodded his head just slightly.

I took that as permission. I lifted up my ass and reached down, pointing his cock up. Staring into Ryan’s beautiful eyes, glancing from one to the other, I lowered myself down slowly.

I felt it press into my sphincter and I moaned in anticipation. Ever so slowly, I began opening up to him. Oh god.

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Chapter 31

Easter vacation

Since grandmother Singleton was now pretty elderly, we always stayed in a hotel when we visited her in Nice at Easter. We did not think that I had known my boyfriend long enough to introduce him to her, so there was nothing very novel about our visit that year. I did of course tell her about my new relationship, and her reply was similar to that of Cathy, “Not ANOTHER gay in the family!” My grandmother enjoyed being taken out for walks in the park or along the sea-shore, and always enjoyed being taken out to dinner at a fancy hotel. She doted on Cathy and me, and had forgiven Dad and Pop for being gay after they had given her two grandchildren. She was now too old to have toy-boy relationships, but she was just as outspoken as her granddaughter about sex and relationships. I found it difficult to envisage what she might think of Tom.

In accordance with our usual routine, we went to the English Church on Easter morning. We enjoyed our brief stay in France, even though I was missing Tom already. I saw our stay as an opportunity to improve my spoken French, which was only just up to the demands of university level study, so I went on my own to the cinema several times to see films without English subtitles. On Easter Monday, I got an E-mail from Tom which read as follows:

‘My darling Luke,

I am missing you terribly. Will it be OK if I come to Ixfordingworth on Thursday? My train gets in at 15-25, would it be possible for someone to meet me, as I am bringing back a lot more luggage than I took when I left? A lot has happened here and I am anxious to get away from here as soon as possible. There are things that I need to discuss with you, especially about the summer vac! I will need to get a job. I hope that you are enjoying things on the Riviera.

Love Tom XXXXXX’

I felt both uneasy and curious when I read this, but I answered it promptly, having checked with Pop that he could drive to Ixfordingworth to pick up Tom.

We flew back to Bristol on the Wednesday and drove into the city to drop Dad at his hotel in Clifton, where he would be staying for most of the time during the run of ‘Così fan tutte,’ and then continued to the M5 on the way back to Camford. Next day, Pop and I drove to Ixfordingworth to meet Tom’s train. On the way, I took the opportunity to ask Pop as a special favour to give Tom a mini progress test, to see how his chemical knowledge compared with Pop’s first-year St Boniface students.

Tom came staggering off the train with two large suitcases and an enormous back-pack. The two of us relieved him of some of his burdens and we stowed them in the car. On the way to Ixton he explained why he had brought so much stuff with him. “Basically this is about one-third of all my possessions. There are none left in my father’s house, and I will never be going back there! The rest of my things are safe at my sister’s house.”

He then told us the story of his feckless widower father, subsisting on state benefits and held in thrall by a series of equally feckless women, culminating in one who was an out-and-out bitch, who had just been about to throw all Tom’s possessions away. “I’m not exactly homeless,” he said, “because my sister has given me a room, but I don’t feel that I could live there in the summer for three months without a job, and the chances of doing even supermarket shelf-stacking in that town are pretty slight. So I’ve got to find a summer job here or in Camford and somewhere to live!”

At this point, Pop stepped into the conversation. “Tom,” he said, “I will be able to find you a paid job for two months in the summer and as far as accommodation is concerned, you will be able to live here or in Camford or on the job. The nature of the job depends on me giving you some aptitude tests. Do you agree to that?”

“Of course! I’ll agree to anything that will give me a paid job and a roof over my head.”

“You know that you will always be guaranteed a bed wherever Luke is, but we all know that you need to pay for your keep!”

“He’s a big lad, Pop, and has a big appetite!” I said with a knowing grin, at which we all started to giggle, though Tom did blush slightly.

“But, Tom,” said Pop, “you must not let any anxiety about the summer put you off preparing for your exams. At the moment, they have to be your first priority, so don’t worry, we will take care of you in the summer!” I felt like kissing my cofather out of gratitude. Anxiety about the future was the last thing that Tom needed at this stage.

Chapter 32

The end of virginity and the vacation

Next day, Pop called Tom from his books and took him into the small sitting room. Tom was gone for about an hour and came back with Pop. “Tom will have no difficulties with his exams,” said Pop, “he’s better than six of my eight first year chemists. I think the Buckingham tutor, whom I don’t know, is not very skilled in giving him feedback. I think we may be able to get him a job in one of my trusts, or perhaps at the Fitness Centre. It’ll probably be at the minimum wage, but he’ll only be paying us for his porno izle board. You’ll need some kind of occupation too, Luke, unless you get a paid job in Italy.” Tom looked very happy, and I knew very well what would happen that night!

We had another family weekend, with walks, swims and trips to the pub. Pop cooked us some excellent meals, but on the Saturday Tom volunteered to cook us dinner. It was a revelation to all of us. My stud-boy produced a three-course meal with garlic mushrooms followed by a fish pie with vegetables and ending with a fruit crumble made with fresh rhubarb purchased from the farm shop in Ixton. Pop opened a bottle of Verdicchio to follow the Prosecco, which we often drank before a meal. Both Cathy and I were deeply impressed, and Pop even more so. I could see Pop wondering if Tom was going to repeat his own undergraduate years in the late seventies of the previous century.

On the Monday, Cathy went back to school and Pop moved back with her to the flat in Camford. They left on the Sunday evening, leaving us with the house to ourselves. Reluctantly we knuckled down to a week of revision and reading, rather than a riotous twosome of drinking and sex. However, we had earmarked the Tuesday as a special day, in which I was to lose my anal virginity.

Tom obviously wanted to make an occasion of it, but it needed more preparation than it would if we had been in Camford. No question of takeaway food or ringing up for flowers to be delivered! The only way stud-boy could make it special was to contact a firm of caterers. He phoned around and found a firm that could deliver at 24 hours notice, and arranged, without telling me of course, a special meal to be delivered at 5 pm on the following day.

On that special Tuesday morning, I disengaged myself from Tom’s sleepy grasp, got out of bed and stood looking out of the window. The Ixfordshire countryside was awakening to spring. The late April sun shone on the distant woodland, not yet having reached warmth sufficient to disperse the spring mist. The trees were showing traces of green. Tom approached me from behind, stood beside me and put his right arm round my waist. His touch triggered a sensation in me that seemed like a slow electric shock. I felt the warmth of his breath on my left ear and a shiver of delight, anticipation and overflowing love spread over me as I turned to face him and got enfolded in his embrace. I kissed him repeatedly and found myself melting in the warmth of his passion. No matter what that day might bring, I knew that I wanted this man for life, that this was not merely sexual coupling. “My own wonderful boy, my lovely Luke,” he whispered, “you are the only person in the world who loves me! My whole being is yours, not just for today, but for ever!” I had never known anyone so hungry for love as Tom. It made him talk in a way that I could never have expected on the basis of our short intimacy. I reached round him and clasped each of his buttocks with my hands and pressed myself as closely to him as I could. After a few hard kisses, we breathlessly released one another and grinned when we saw each other’s hard-ons.

We shaved and showered and had a good breakfast, toast with scrambled eggs with a few prawns, cooked by me. I wanted to us take a turn in the pool, but Tom said no, it might make us tired. After breakfast, I took Tom into the study/library and showed him a locked bookcase with a wooden door. “That’s my parents’ porn collection!” I told him. “They don’t know that I know where the key is! There was no internet when they were our age and there was strict legal control over printed pornography. Pop on his frequent visits to Paris used to visit all the bookstores on the ‘rive gauche’ and come back with many works in English that were unobtainable here, due to the obscenity laws. There’s one particular book that I want to show you.” I reached to the top edge of the bookcase and pressed a concealed knob. A small door opened, and I pulled out a key and unlocked the bookcase. I withdrew a book in a faded green binding and showed it to Tom. ‘Sodom, or the Quintessence of Debauchery by John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester.’ “This is supposed to the most obscene book ever written,” I told him. “It’s a five-act play in verse in which King Bolloximian commands his court to have nothing further to do with women, but from then on only to fuck men. It’s not nowadays particularly hard to come by: you can buy it from any online bookshop. The line I particularly want to mention is where the king says:

‘Pockenello for a mate I’ll choose/

His arse shall for a minute be my spouse.’

I’ll let you have the pleasure of reading it after this afternoon!”

At noon, we had a sandwich for lunch and then adjourned to our bedroom and took off the garments that we had on. We lay on the bed and Tom rubbed his face in my hair. “I love your hair,” he said, “and I’m glad that you’ve started wearing Storing pour Homme. By both wearing it, we are marked out as an item. You have no idea, coming from a close and loving family, how awful it is to have no-one to love. Apart from keeping in touch with my sister, I can now forget about my home-town and porno all the people there except Mr Silverdale. You fathers have both been so good to me. Instead of saying goodbye to you when you took up with me, they have taken me into your family. I will always be grateful for that.”

“Pop knows all about alienation” I replied. “He lost his father when he was seventeen and has never been close to his mother. She never showed him any deep affection and when he met Dad and took him to Nice to meet her, she tried to get Dad into her bed! Next year, we’ll take you to meet her. She’s a bit old now for fucking, so you won’t be in any danger. But when he and Dad got together, Dad’s parents took Pop into their family, and that’s why the two of them have done the same for you!”

Our foreplay lasted an hour or so, during which time we took small sips of Marsala to prevent any tension building up. Neither of us of course had had much previous sexual experience, and apprehension can have a disastrous effect on male sexual performance. We had both read on the internet exactly what to do, and our mechanical needs had been thoughtfully provided for us by my parents, but it was now a question of translating cold digital text and images into hot, loving carnal reality.

Tom began to make love to me. He had started with my hair, and slowly moved down my neck and shoulders to my chest, where he began to nibble my nipples. As each stiffened in response to his attention, he moved to the other. Then he moved steadily down my body, kissing and nuzzling, until he reached my belly-button. He spent a lot of time poking his tongue into its hollow before continuing along my treasure trail until he reached the hair round my cock. I was transported with delight at all this loving attention. Nothing that Mark had done to me had felt like this. I threw my arms round Tom and kissed him passionately on the lips before letting him return to my crotch.

By now we were both rock-hard and oozing precome. “Are you ready?” he whispered to me. I nodded and he began to unwrap a condom and unroll it over his rampant dick. I lay back and spread my legs wide open and he squeezed a large dollop of lubricant gel on to his fingers, and inserted first one, then two, and finally three fingers through the sphincter ring, stretching it gently. I squirmed a little when the first finger went in. When he pushed two fingers in, it got a little easier and he was able to stretch me somewhat by pulling his two fingers apart. The third entry with three fingers became again a little uncomfortable, but again he helped to stretch the muscle and mitigate any pain that I might have. I marvelled at how he seemed to know exactly what to do. In no way did he do anything upsetting or unpleasant. Then he spread lube over the condom on his dick.

When he had me well lubed up, Tom said, “I think the first time I had better do it in the doggie position.” Accordingly I climbed off the bed and stood beside it with my arse in the air. “Please, Luke, tell me if you feel any pain and I will stop immediately.” He gently inserted his well lubricated rubber-covered projection between the cheeks of my arse and began to push gently but firmly. After what seemed eternity he pushed through the sphincter and I felt a considerable degree of discomfort as he entered my gut. “Just relax,” he said, “it won’t, I hope, hurt any more.” He rested inside me for a minute or two and I found that the discomfort had worn off, and that the presence of this large object inside me was not unpleasant.

“Okay, stud-boy” I said “you’re in, and it doesn’t hurt any more, so feel free to get going with your buggery.” He enwrapped my body with his arms, folding them over my belly and he began to fuck me. The lubricant was extraordinarily effective and he slid in and out of my back passage with considerable ease, taking care not to slip right out. I now felt Tom sweating with exertion and the sweat was dripping from his chest and armpits over my back and down my arms. It felt delicious. The whole operation of course was prolonged because of the fact that neither of us had very much seed inside us. We were pretty well dry after four days of frequent sexual activity. Eventually, though, Tom speeded up and with a loud cry came violently into the prophylactic inside me. He immediately started kissing my shoulders and spine, and as his cock softened and began to slip out of my hole, his kisses moved progressively down my back.

When he was fully out, he lifted me bodily back on to the bed and slipped the condom off his dick. “Tie it in a knot so that it doesn’t leak, we’ve got to keep the sheets clean,” I said. He obeyed and hopped on the bed beside me and began to kiss my mouth. I rolled over on top of him and started to kiss him in return, before starting to rub my rock-hard dick against his hairy belly. He put his arms round my hips and clamped his hands one on top of each of my buttocks as I continued to rub his belly with my prick. After a delicious few minutes, I came and shot my small cargo of fuck-juice on his belly, kissing him violently as I did so. I lay there for some time, feeling secure in his warm and loving embrace. I then rokettube rolled off him and lay on my back breathless beside him. “My darling Tom, you’re so good to me. I’m so glad that I am yours. You’re everything that a man could want! You’re as good in the bedroom as you are in the kitchen!”

“Luke, you’re exaggerating! You’ve got a lot more talent than me. And you find it easy to get on with people, and I don’t. Even if I had had your parents and upbringing, I would still have been a nerd.”

“You’ve learnt to cope with rejection and hardship, whereas I have had an easy and comfortable upbringing. Still we have one thing in common, and maybe that’s the bond that unites us: we both have no mother. But how did you learn to fuck like that? I can’t believe that you’ve never done it before! You were absolutely brilliant!”

“It’s only what I read on the internet. No-one has ever wanted to do it to me or with me!”

“But most men when fucking only think about themselves, and you were thinking of me all the time, I know that, even though I couldn’t see your face.”

“Yes, next time I’ll fuck you lying your back and then we can see each other. But doggie-style is the easiest to get in and unlock the treasure-house. Thank you for being such a sweet bottom. I hope there are going to be a lot more next times!”

I gave him a final kiss, climbed off the bed and got a flannel from the bathroom. I cleaned up our bellies and disposed of the condom, wiped us both with a towel and said, “A drink is called for: Prosecco or White Shield?” I have mentioned White Shield before. It is a beer brand that had been through a bad phase, having been brewed by several breweries who did not have the skills to produce a quality product, but at the time of this story its brewing had returned to its home town of Burton-on-Trent, and it was now fast recovering its iconic status as a flagship bottle-conditioned beer.

“We’d better have Prosecco” said Tom, “I love White Shield but it always makes me fart H2S the next day, and I don’t want to stink the bed out!”

“It’s the yeast reducing the sulfate in the hard Burton water,” I explained. “As a chemist, you should know all about that, even though sixth-formers are no longer allowed to work with H2S.”

We always kept a bottle of Prosecco in the refrigerator, so I went and fetched it, opened it and poured us two glasses. Tom sipped his wine and started reading ‘Sodom.’ Half an hour later, the doorbell rang from the street level door. I went to the door-telephone and answered it “Ask the delivery man to wait a couple of minutes,” said Tom “while I come down and get it. I’ve ordered us a special meal to celebrate your loss of virginity!” Tom put his tracksuit trousers and top on and went down in the lift to collect the delivery. It was a large cardboard box. The box contained some precooked scallops, sweet and sour pork with rice, a salad, tiramisu, a pre-chilled bottle of QmP Mosel wine and a packet of coffee mints.

“Tom, you’re a thoughtful genius!” I said. “It would have been totally inappropriate to go to the pub after the experience that you have just given me. We need to be alone together for the rest of he day.”

“These things just need heating in the microwave,” he said, “so let’s get dressed and tuck in. If you’re feeling lazy, I can feed you!”

What I was beginning to think of as ‘our’ bedroom was spacious enough to have a table in it, so I laid it for our meal and opened the wine as soon as we had finished our Prosecco. Tom came in, still naked, as I was, carrying the dishes with the scallops. “I would love it if you could feed me with the first course,” I said, “but then I can eat the rest on my own!” Tom cut each of the scallops into small pieces and fed them to me one at a time, pausing from time to time to eat one himself. “This is the ultimate in erotic decadence!” I exclaimed with a grin, “It makes me feel like Cleopatra or Lucrezia Borgia! You are so sweet to me!”

“You deserve it after letting me commit the foulest of unnatural acts on your helpless body!” he replied, joining in the spirit of repartee. We both giggled. Then we pulled on our underpants and T-shirts and sat up at the table to enjoy the rest of the meal.

I found it difficult to analyse the basis of my attraction to Tom. Apart from being more muscular and less skinny, there was little about his body or face or hair to distinguish him from any other healthy young man of eighteen. It was not because of his home conditions making me feel sorry for him, because he had not revealed those to me until after I had fallen for him. It was the way that he looked at me and the way that he held me that made me feel as if there was an indissoluble bond between us. And it was a constant thrill to be finding out new things about this reticent, secretive boy. And he wanted me SO much. Not only that, but he needed me. Without me he could quite easily do something stupid, like leaving Camford. He desperately needed a good exam performance, pitting himself against the brainiest nineteen-year-old chemists in England, Etonians, Manchester Grammarians, the cream of the private education system. If my company and my body could bring him comfortably through the exam ordeal, he could cruise the next three years to a first, a Masters and a Ph.D. Pop assured me that the talent was there, Tom just needed to discover it for himself.

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I left the video shop exhilarated from the cock sucking experience. And so aroused that it felt like my entire body was a cock about to spurt forth in a huge gushing fountainous explosion of cum. And of course I had the cum available, both my own in copious abundance and that of my recent companion. I went home and enjoyed a torrid love making session with my wife, doing her twice at considerable length and pleasure before the poor soul begged for mercy and departed into an exhausted sleep.

That evening I sat in the living room reliving the video shop episode. Reliving being on my knees with my mouth open and that lovely hard cock inches from my face. I could recall every minute detail of the event. I recalled in vivid detail entering the room, followed by my companion. I recalled the deafening silence of the room, occupied by just the two of us, the external world shut out as if it did not exist. I recalled the first exposure of the cock, with my breath almost being taken away, such was the beauty of the organ and the state of my arousal. I recalled the cock in vivid detail. Almost as if I had a magnifying glass recording of every cell of the surface of the cock. And then I began to consider the act more clinically. And I realized that being on my knees in front of my companion was a central part of the arousal. He standing with his cock exposed and erect, to be serviced by a cock supplicant. And my role, on my knees, the supplicant. Not the traditional meaning of religious supplicant, but something far more profound. A cock worshiper, performing his duty, on his knees, the role well defined.

Some days passed before I could return to the video shop, the vicissitudes of life being such that however the state of one’s interest and arousal, there are other roles and duties in life to be performed. To be sure, I spent considerable time in the intervening days thinking about the previous episode and looking forward to the next. And I spent much time thinking about my performance and techniques. Alas, there is no definitive reference book on the techniques for cock sucking. No blowjobs for dummies, as it were. Or Tips and Techniques for the expert cock sucker. One can hardly pause in the midst of the act to ask for a critical review of one’s performance to date. And even if it were possible to ask, would the owner of the cock have had the happy experience of having been previously serviced by an expert supplicant.

I have been an avid and long term fan of porn and so I compared my techniques to what I considered memorable blowjobs I had seen in films. The problem is that the context seemed so completely at odds. Porn cock sucking and porn in general, includes shock value, intended or not. Everything is overdone; the noise, the excessive physical activity, the clothing. For example, when is the last time you had sex with someone in bed who was wearing platform shoes? Porn cock sucking, even when the male ejaculates, seems to contain little actual pleasure to either party. And of course most of the time, the male wanks himself off in the final moments. Who would wank their own cock off with a perfectly beautiful and willing mouth right in front of them?

My contemplation of cock sucking was how to prolong the cock sucking episode, thus raising the pleasure to the highest level possible. I want my companion in the act to feel their cock worshipped, to feel their pleasure elevated to the highest peak, to enjoy every moment of the journey. I want my companion to be brought to the state where they feel their entire physical being is in their organ. To feel as though their entire existence is being caressed in the most delicate and adoring way by my lips. The entire point of cock sucking is that the higher the pleasure state reached, the longer and more intense the descent. And before I allow my companion over the edge, I want the pleasure to be so intense, that nothing else in the world exists other than bursting the dam and spewing his heart and soul out of the end of his cock.

Finally the day arrived for my return to the video theater, with time planned and excuses in place. As I would not be missed for several hours, I was free to take my pleasures at leisure, enjoying what opportunities that might be presented. I arrived at the video shop wearing loose slacks of a thin material, and following my usual practice, without the obstruction of underwear. In this case, the better to show off arousal should the need or opportunity present itself, and of course to caress my own cock without the constricted hindrance of tight clothing. I immediately went through the rear door of the shop to the video room section. Of course one’s fantasy of the events to follow will always be at odds with the reality. There were one or two men present, far fewer than the number present at my previous visit. No one was in rooms or in doorways of rooms, the presumed method of offer learned from my previous visit. So I participated with the others in studious contemplation of the porn menu porno 64 available in each of the rooms. And waited. This went on for some time, perhaps half an hour or longer, with the occasional man entering, looking around, and leaving. I considered leaving myself but my free time was limited and if I left, that would be the end of it for this day.

Finally a few more men arrived including two very good looking younger men. They had arrived separately. A bit of milling around commenced after which one of them entered a room, leaving the door open. I prepared to move to the room when the second fellow walked to the doorway, paused briefly, and then entered and closed the door. After a few minutes, I positioned myself against the wall outside of the room. Some minutes passed and I assumed a coupling was occurring within the room. I had fantasies of the act being performed on the other side of the door. And an ardent wish to watch. And of course there was always the rather good chance that the supplicant would be left thoroughly aroused and anxious for a supplicant of his own. But to my surprise, the door opened and the two fellows emerged, neither showing any evidence of distress or wear. In fact, they were arm in arm and seem to be enraptured lovers as they departed together. How very odd to find everlasting love, or at least a few hours of lasting love, in such a place of engineered anonymity.

I decided to enter the room myself, leaving the door open. In a few minutes I was joined by a tentative companion. At first standing just at the doorway, but eventually entering. I closed the door. He asked what I wanted, to which I responded that I wanted him to take his cock out. He hesitated for a few moments, watching as I rubbed my own organ through my thin slacks, my erection apparent even in the dim light. And then he displayed his own organ, filling out quickly as he displayed it, no doubt having fantasized at some length before coming to the shop about the act that he hoped would take place. He possessed a lovely specimen. A bit longer than average and of average girth, with a slight curve to the right. He did not touch it. So I reached across and caressed my fingers on the underside of the shaft. The cock throbbed and jumped at my casual light touch, confirming that he was in a high state of arousal.

I urged my companion to slide his slacks down which he did immediately. Then the two of us stood face to face, both looking down, inches apart, he nude from the waist with his cock erect between us, my fingers applying a teasing caress, stroking the shaft. I could hear his aroused breathing. I wanted to hear his voice. So I whispered, ‘what would you like me to do?’ A long silence ensued while I continued to teasingly caress the shaft of his cock with my fingertips. I wanted desperately to sink to my knees and engulf his cock shaft in my mouth. But I wanted to hear his voice take part in the prelude. I repeated, ‘tell me what you would like me to do with this?’ He finally looked up at me and said ‘suck me’. I wrapped my fingers around the shaft and squeezed lightly. I could feel him quiver in pleasure. I whispered to him ‘on my knees in front of you, sucking on your cock. Is that what you want? More squeezing of his cock in my hand brought a gasp of pleasure from him. ‘Say it I whisper to him’. He put a hand on my shoulder and urged me down, saying as he pushed, ‘suck on my cock, suck me off in your mouth’.

I knelt before my companion. All of my contemplation of the kneeling supplicant role in cock sucking flooding into my consciousness. I remove my fingers from the organ and contemplated the lovely erect cock. Olive colored in the dim light. Slightly curved to the right. Bobbing gently up and down in his exquisite arousal. I leaned forward and pressed my lips on the head of the cock, aware that his arousal was already high and a careful beginning was required or he would likely squirt before either of us wanted. I opened my mouth and took him as far into my mouth as I could, pressing my lips on the base of the shaft. I let no part of the shaft touch inside my mouth, other than the head of his cock in the back of my mouth. And I held him there, unmoving. I heard him gasp and felt him stiffen initially at the pleasure of the first contact with my mouth. But after a moment he relaxed, gaining control. I began drawing my lips on the base of the shaft, up and down on it, sucking on the shaft but only at the base. My hands were on his bare hips, holding him, the feel of his skin on my hands like warm marble. And there I was, the cock supplicant. On my knees sucking cock. The accustomed roar of silence arrived, blocking out everything but the cock in front of me, time seeming again to stand still. The cock in front of me the center of my universe.

My oral efforts to get control of his arousal having been a success, I commenced to apply my other well contemplated cock sucking techniques. My lips caressed the shaft, slowly up and down on it, teasing the skin with porno izle my soft warm lips. He tasted delicious. The smell of his arousal and maleness was intoxicating. The curve of his erection provided a different and interesting experience from the previous very straight organs. I contemplated other differences. The ridge around the head of his cock was more pronounced. The maleness flavor of him was a bit more acid, but still entirely delicious. As before, the taste of him filled my mouth.

I decided to experiment with some new techniques I had contemplated since my last knee supplicant exercise. I opened my mouth and took him deep, pressing my lips hard on the base of his shaft. And then I drew back the entire length of the organ, drawing off of it to leave it bob in the air for a moment. And then I repeated the exercise, pressing my lips on the base and drawing off the entire length of the shaft. And repeated again and again. I varied the speed and the pressure on the shaft. Gasps of pleasure emanated from my companion. Occasionally I would pause in mid shaft and rub my lips up and down on the shaft, with more or less vigor. Sometimes pressing as hard as I could with my lips on the cock shaft moving very slowly up and down, and at others times a rapid but feathery light caress up and down. When I felt him stiffen markedly, I would release the organ and let it bob in the air for a moment. At other times I would suck on the head of the cock, again with more or less vigor, and again release the organ when he stiffened. My companion and I fell into sympathetic alliance, he enjoying the ecstasy of being brought near the edge again and again, and I sensing his approach to the edge and keeping him from reaching it. Occasionally I would apply my hands to the front of his hips, holding them back as he tried vigorously to thrust his cock forward. All the time very encouraging and heartfelt words emanated from him. ‘god yes’, ‘ohhhh godddd’, ‘aghh that feels good’, repeated over and over in various combinations.

To my amazement and delight, my companion began to participate in the game. I had his organ in my lips and was blissfully doing a slow caress about one quarter down on the shaft. Suddenly he pushed my head vigorously away with a cry of ‘not yet’, ‘ oh please not yet’. I knelt in front of him gazing in rapture at the bobbing organ in front of me. Juice slowly oozing from the tip. I waited without protest until he withdrew his hand from my head and then resumed cock sucking on his shaft, again repeating the deep engulfment of the organ with minimum pressure to let him regain control. I slowly worked back up to more intense pressure, eventually sucking vigorously on the head. I felt him stiffen dramatically and thought he was going to explode. But again at what I am certain was the very last millisecond, he pushed me away again with the most soulful and painful cry of ‘oh it feels so good please not yet, oh oh oh please not yet’. Again I waited in complete awe as the cock glistened and jerked in spasms in front of me. I think if I had breathed on it, he would have squirted a flood.

My companion was breathing heavily, his fingers on my head holding me there for a long time, the bobbing cock eventually beginning to droop slightly. I pushed forward toward the cock and he withdrew his hand without protest, surrendering to my mouth. I engulfed the cock in my mouth and caressed the shaft very gently with my lips. My companion began immediately groaning and arched his hips up. It was clear to us both that this was the finale. I slid my hands behind him, grasping his naked ass cheeks in my fingers, squeezing the muscles, rigid now from the strain. The full rigidity of the organ in my mouth returned. I determined to maintain a slow cock sucking pace as long as possible so that he could return to the highest level of pleasure before he climaxed in my mouth. In the event, this was only a moment. My lips caressed the hard shaft, just below the head of the cock. The cock began to stiffen in just a few draws of my lips on the shaft. I eased the pressure of my lips on the shaft to prolong the moment. His cries of ecstasy came in short gasps until finally grasping my head in both hands and holding it firmly, his cock rock hard, he flooded my mouth with his semen. An enormous gasp from him followed by pulse after pulse of ejaculate into my mouth, I pressing as hard as I could on the shaft with my lips.

What does one think about when a cock is ejaculating into your mouth? I pressed my lips firmly on the shaft. My companion was racked by spasm after spasm as he completed his climax and entered the resolution phase, the latter I enjoy as much as the former. The cock soaked in my mouth, occasionally moving with a post climax spasm. The semen in my mouth flooded my senses. My hands were on his hips, holding him there in a reassurance that there was no rush and that I did not expect any immediate withdrawal of his cock from my mouth. My lips slowly sliding up and down mid shaft. sex izle And so we continued, joined cock and mouth, he slowly coming down from the heights of pleasure, and I enraptured again at the soon to be successful conclusion of my cock supplication, regretting only that it did not go on longer.

Eventually he gently pushed my head away and withdrew from my mouth. I sank back against the wall at my back and watched as he slowly and with evident labor, put himself back together. I swallowed his cum. My companion thanked me, paid complements to my skill, observing that he had never cum so hard in his life. Perhaps it was even true.

I stood and my companion slipped out of the room, caressing me fondly on the arm. I was taking some deep breathes, just leaning back against the wall, contemplating the events of the past minutes, when to my surprise, another man entered the room. Taken aback at the sudden and unexpected arrival of a new companion, and still recovering from the events just described, I said nothing. And before I could say or do anything, the new companion, apparently taking my silence for acceptance, closed the door. The new arrival was older and dressed in a somewhat dapper appearance. He was clean-shaven but for a modest mustache. He asked me if I had cum. I replied that I had not. He then sat down on the bench in the back of the small room, and reached for my zipper.

To say that I was aroused from the events with companion one does not come anywhere near close to the matter. But my intent and interest in the video shop adventure was to suck cock. That is why I came. And yet here I found myself with someone with apparently the same interest and intent. Clearly he hoped to find exactly the same outcome as I had previously contemplated, a cock sucker who did his duty and was then left high and dry, eager for a suck. I would find this conflict again and again in my cock sucking career in the months and years ahead. My interest is to suck cock. I have a vanishingly small interest in another man touching me when I contemplate sex. And yet it is not zero. There are circumstances when my interest is well above zero. He pulled the zipper of my slacks down and, absenting any underwear, my cock slipped out. He very expertly applied a teasing caress to the underside of my erect shaft with his fingers. And of course I was lost.

I looked down at him, an attractive man though a bit overweight. Expensively dressed and groomed. He was staring at my cock quivering in front of him. He clearly knew I must be on the very edge and confined his touches to the most delicate caresses of my cock, but avoiding any touch that might immediately push me over the edge. I was impressed with his coolness and skill. Clearly this was a man of considerable experience and restraint. He reached for my belt buckle and I saved him the effort by unfastening myself. My slacks slid down to my ankles. He then caressed me all over; belly, thighs, buttocks, and legs. His hands were exquisitely warm and soft. Normally I would be repelled at the hands of a male on me. But this was an expert and there was nothing in his approach or technique that under the circumstances I found objectionable. His hands on my skin felt like warm velvet, soft and slow and delicious. And he never ceased the most delicate teasing of my cock, either with his fingertips or rubbing his cheeks and lips against my shaft. I have no doubt that he was enjoying himself immensely. But he took his time and with great skill played my oversexed body like an expert violinist on a Strad.

Of course I was leaking like a sieve, the state of my arousal clearly apparent. And so inevitably he had my juice all over him; on his face, his hands, and on his clothes. I expected his touches to become more demanding or that he would suddenly devour my cock in his mouth. But instead, the cool and restrained approach continued. He continued caressing the tip of my cock with his lips and licking the head, again very restrained. Small caresses and touches whose restraint I found remarkable. Eventually he cupped my balls in his hand and began gently and then more firmly lifting and squeezing. My cock was quivering just in front of his face. He continued contemplating my cock, the briefest caress with his fingertips or lips or tongue, a look up at my face, doubtless to judge my reaction. And more caresses and licks on my cock. Meanwhile the slow rubbing of his hands on my belly, buttocks, and legs continued, a rush of warmth emanating from his skin. I looked down at him and said ‘let me cum’. He squeezed my balls in his hand and opened his mouth. Using his hand under my balls, he guided my cock into his mouth. I felt his lips close on the shaft, felt his tongue cradle the underside of my rigid cock, felt an enormous, soaring wave of the most intense pleasure, and I climaxed in his mouth, a soul flushing ejaculation of semen. He never moved, just maintained the same steady pressure of his lips on my shaft and left my cock lying throbbing on the cradling tongue inside his mouth. He kept a steady pressure and slow caress of my balls with his hand, while with his other hand he gripped my bare buttocks, a reassuring message not to withdraw my cock from his mouth.

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She had spent the day organizing and cleaning her new home until she came across a porn DVD scattered along the stack of movies. She couldn’t help but smile to herself and let out a giggle as she pictured him watching it late at night stroking his long hard manhood. She began to let her mind wander and found her-self growing moist. Finally she gave in to her urges and put the movie in the DVD player as she grabbed her bag of toys and settled on the sofa. After a few minutes she leaned back into the sofa and made sure her back was to the windows and the front door. She watched as a muscular blonde penetrated a young brunettes tight ass and began fantasizing about him taking her in his arms and making her his.

She pulled out her anal beads and began to suck on them to make them slick and wet as she pictured herself sucking on his dick. Then she slowly started to insert the beads into her ass one ball at a time. With each bead becoming gradually bigger than the last her breathing began to get shaky and her legs started to tremble with the sensations she was giving herself. Once the beads were all the way in she began to slowly pull them back out. Her pussy was dripping wet at this point begging for some attention of its own. She started to rub herself with one hand while the other still teased her ass with the anal beads.

Her breathing was hard and irregular, lips quivering. She let out a quick sigh filled with his name…”Tim”. She was so engulfed in herself she never once heard him walk through the front door. He stood there watching as she teased and caressed her own body. He took her all in before walking up next her then leaning down and began kissing her neck. She jumped in surprise and when she saw it was him she turned red with embarrassment. That didn’t last long when altyazılı porno she took him in. He was standing there dressed in his Navy uniform. His dick so hard it was near impossible not to see the large growth in his pants. He took off his hat and blouse and his arms glistened with the sweat of a long days work.

He didn’t say a word as he walked into the bedroom and came back out with a pair of handcuffs, bondage tape, a gag and a blindfold. She looked at him with pleading eyes and timidly asked what he was doing. He merely grinned with that mischievous and knowing look that always made her want him more. She started to get up when he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back to her knees. With one hand still entangled he used his other hand to take off his belt and unbutton his pants. He never once tore his determined and enticing eyes from hers.

She knew what he wanted her to do. She eagerly pulled down his pants to reveal his throbbing cock and immediately took him into her mouth. She loved the way he tasted and needed him to own her, penetrate every hole he could, make her his. She could feel every pulsation through his manhood and wanted him to be inside of her. He finally pulled her head away and kissed her with a force and passion she had never felt before. He got down on his knees in front of her and leaned in close. As his lips brushed her ear and asked “Do you trust me?” She could barely speak so he had to make due with a quick nod of the head and the eagerness of her hands running along his chest and back as she kissed his neck.

He ran his strong hands up her arms and cuffed her wrists above her head. He went for the gag and looked into her eyes seeing the fear and excitement building up inside of her. He leaned in and gave her one more kiss before mobil porno securing the gag in place. Finally he covered her eyes with the blindfold. The last thing she saw was his eyes burning into her soul. Not being able to see what he was doing the sensations in her body grew. Every touch was intensified by the element of surprise. He used the bondage tape to secure her arms and legs away from her body so she couldn’t fight him.

She felt the tips of his fingers caress their way down her stomach, not stopping until he reached her hips. He gently kissed the inside of her thighs as he slid one of his long fingers into her wet pussy. With one hand he penetrated her and used his other to tease her clit. Her legs began to shake uncontrollably as she tried to pull away. She heard him laugh. She tried to shriek in pain and pleasure as he bit the inside of her leg. He then traced up her thigh with his tongue only to stop as he reached where she wished he would go. Her body tensed and relaxed with a whimper. He loved teasing her knowing that he had total control. He wanted her to know that she belonged to him and no one else.

She felt the head of his dick teasing her, just barely penetrating her and then pulling away. She tried to push her hips forward to bring him in and keep him there. She needed him, her body was crying out for his. He could see her tensing and moving, trying to pull free from the cuffs and tape. When she least expected it he pushed himself into her fast and hard and smiled when she let out a muffled scream of pleasure. She could feel every throbbing pulse and never wanted him to stop thrusting in and out of her. Her body went crazy, her nipples hardened as he leaned down and took them into his mouth teasing and flicking them with his tongue. She only wished sex izle she didn’t have the blind fold on so she could watch him.

She felt his hand close around her neck getting just a bit tighter with every thrust. Her pussy dripped with approval with every squeeze. He unfastened the bondage tape but refused to let her move. He quickly turned her over on her stomach and refastened the tape. Legs spread wide so he could see her glistening in moisture. He teased his cock back inside of her. With one hand still around the back of her neck he started to spank her. She whimpered with every hit and tried to push back as if to ask him to do it again. He could see the hand prints forming and he couldn’t believe how much she liked it.

Next she could feel him pushing a finger into her ass as he thrust in and out of her pussy. The sensation of having him inside both her holes drove her wild. He kept smacking her ass as he drove his cock in and out of her pussy. She was growing more moist with every rough move he made on her. Before she even realized he had pulled out of her he shoved himself into her tight ass fast and hard. She let out a cry that could be heard through the gag. When he reached down to play with her clit she was dripping wet with pleasure. He fucked her ass hard and rough as she tried to push back begging him for more. He stopped thrusting and pushed his entire manhood deep into her ass.

He could feel her body tense as she reached her climax. She heard him moan in pleasure as he began to cum. She felt his warm liquid fill her ass completely. When he pulled out and looked at her he saw his juices dripping and mixing with hers. He took off the tape and cuffs first. Then the gag and blindfold last. He saw the surprise and satisfaction in her eyes as he pulled her into a close embrace and kissed her as deeply as he ever had. She sighed and fell into the kiss wrapping her arms around him. As he pulled away he softly whispered “I love you”. It was all of her energy to smile and whisper “I love you too”.

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Following a hot evening with our friend couple Sandy and Mark previous evening, I was having weird wet dreams that night. Great thing about these wet dreams is getting to fuck any random female. So I was doing the Chinese receptionist from work, a familiar voice interrupted the proceeding. Next thing I knew that it was my wife handing me off the cordless phone to me. I hated the timing, but it was 9:00 AM already, so I didn’t have much to crib about.

“Hello?”

“Hey John! This is Dad. How have you been son?”

“Fine… What’s up with you folks?”

“Oh, we are wonderful. We are visiting your side of town later today and were wondering if you guys are available tonight for dinner. We have another meeting tomorrow. We are put up in a hotel.. Extended Stay or something …”

“Dad! You don’t have to stay in the hotel when you visit here… you know that… where is Mom?”

“Oh.. She will be travelling with me as well… this is great … family dinner tonight… mom will get your favorite…”

“Sounds good…see ya”.

I turned the phone off.

“It is my dad visiting us in the evening. He had some business near my area. “, I announced to my wife.

Cathy said, “That means we need to get the weekly groceries done right away so we have some time for cooking Bob’s favorite food.”

I nodded my head in agreement as I dressed up.

Soon, we left for the grocery. Cathy looked so cheerful in many years. I guess the new lifestyle was bringing some goodness in our lives. She talked to me about how much she liked Marked fucking her and seeing me with Sandy. Her pick of the evening was when she and Sandy sixty-nine-ed and Mark and I alternated pussies. In the store, she poked her ass out as she drove the shopping cart in the store. This gave good show to coupe of young men around and made my cock hard inside my pant.

After we are done, we decided on getting some lunch at the Sandwich shop. It was just 2 blocks away, so we started walking. For the first time, we noticed there was a swingers club there. The board read that it was definitely open for couples. Both of us really wanted to check it out so much that we prioritized the visit to the club over our lunch. While walking past the parking of the club I ran across the familiar car. It looked like my dad’s car. Hmm…. I told it to Cathy and she only grinned in disbelief. Something inside me told that I needed to be careful. So both Cathy and I sneaked into the club. There was some quarterly gold member meet on that meeting and it looked like some members were meeting there to plan the event for them next day. I quickly spotted both my parents there. “Oh my gosh …Bob and Brenda!!! I can’t believe it”, my wife exclaimed in shock. We turned around and left the club in no time.

We came back home after getting out lunch. We didn’t talk much to each other about what we saw. Cathy went to kitchen to cook my dad’s favorite recipe of vegetable stew. I did regular house chores so that house is in great condition when my parents arrived.

At about 5:00 PM, the same very familiar car stopped in our driveway followed by door-bell ring. Cathy greeted them at the door bursa yabancı escort without giving them any hint for knowing what she knew.

Both my parents were so happy to see me and Cathy. Soon dinner was set. Mom declared that she got my favorite pasta cooked by her. At the same time, Cathy declared she had cooked dad’s favorite stew. Dad had got fine red wine for us. All of us had a toast on the dinner table. The wine was great and suddenly we were having moments very similar to previous evening. I asked dad about the “business” cause that brought both of them in the town. He kept going on and on about how much his business was keeping him occupied. He also told us that he had another business meeting next day. It looked like that both of them would be gone from the afternoon of the Sunday.

That’s when I saw Cathy showing them the flyer they by mistake dropped from their car. It was about the swingers meet that they were part of.

I enquired, “How long have you guys have been in this lifestyle”?

Dad said, “Your mom and I met in a club like this. We have always been having fun like this”.

Cathy said, “There is nothing to be embarrassed about folks. There are all consenting adults in here. Why don’t we have some wine and celebrate this new found family secret. If you know what I mean”.

Mom looking little upset clarified, “What do you mean Cathy?”

Cathy handed her another glass of wine and demanded, “I mean you should sip some of this.”

There were some long moments of silence in the room. And then Mom broke the ice, “So what were you two doing at club? Have you guys also ….”

Cathy replied, “We are very new to this world. I mean last night was our first night. But since you and Bob have been around for a while Brenda, like responsible elders you guys should train us. No?”

My dad got the idea and chimed in, “Cathy, any one would love to help a cute little daughter-in-law like you. I have been fond of you ever since you married my son”

Cathy beaming with delight, “Is that right you old pervert?” moved over and landed on dads lap. The sight of my dad and wife looking at each other with lusty looks made both me and Mom hot. Cathy was playing the naughty daughter-in-law and was having the time of her life.

She surprised all of us by asking dad, “Dad I am feeling some think getting hard over here, did I cause it? I am soo sorry about it. But it’s my responsibility to relieve it, please allow me …”

As Dad readily agreed with her new to be sex partner, only objection Mom registered to me was, “If your wife can check my husband’s privates, I better check her husband’s privates as well.” I obliged by quickly freeing my tool closer to Mom’s sexy lips and like an expert she grabbed it and started sucking. On the other side of the table, Cathy was fondly sucking dad. Dad and Mom wouldn’t have thought to land into swinging situation with their own family right before their quarterly swinger event.

Next I saw was dad bending Cathy over and sticking his cock into her from behind. I had Mom lying and entered her in missionary position. It was a huge moment in my life to enter the hole I arrived from into this world. bursa sınırsız escort The whole was wet, warm and welcoming. All thanks to the inhibited pleasure, my dick got so hard inside her, that it ached little bit. I picked the rhythm. Mom enjoyed the youthful offering inside her experienced pussy as she bucked back and forth.

I saw Cathy moving her ass on Dad’s cock as she cried, “Oh yeah dad, fuck your daughter-in-law like the whore she is. Do her good …”

Both dad and I raised the pace and came inside our respective pussies that were ramming with a scream.

All of us sat naked on the deck sipping the wine dad had got for us, as if it was a reward for the “hard work” we just concluded. I noticed that my Mom had taken great care of her body. For her age, she was very fit. Her round ass and 44 sized tits were her great assets. She was slightly chubbier than Cathy , but she could still give run to girls younger than her. I found it particularly amusing that I was noticing her body after using it.

Cathy led the talking session here, as she asked, “So, tell me more about the lifestyle, Bob and Benda?”

Mom, “Bob and I have always been open on what we did. Actually, my kiss and tell tales always make him hot.”

I got curious as I rubbed Mom’s boobs, “Mom, tell us some of those tales please.”

Mom, “When your dad left for his year-long overseas trip, I fucked your uncle”

Cathy asked, “You mean Uncle Robbie?”

Mom, “Yes, and he was so much fun. He was always willing to fuck me until he got married”

I said, “Yeah, I can understand what might happen to someone when he marries to a hot lady like aunt Angela.”

Mom, “As a matter of fact, Angela and I were friends from the school. Ever since, I fucked Robbie, I wanted him to marry someone I knew, so that our regular fun sessions continue. So we do it together whenever our schedule allows”

Cathy asked, “Brenda, I didn’t know, you were into girls as well. This is way too cool”.

“There is so much more to tell. But I would not give you guys all the shock at once. ” Mom replied winking at us.

Cathy then presented her tits to Mom and Mom started sucking on them. Dad sat on the couch and demanded mom to join him. After a few moments of warming up, Mom came to dad and impaled herself on him, after all the sucking induced lubrication in her experienced pussy, neither of them had any problems in getting the prick balls deep. I saw Cathy presenting her pussy to Dad. And dad was a fabulous cunt lapper, so immediately got into the business.

Mom winked at me and asked, “I have always fantasized about having you two in me at the same time”, as she pointed me to do her puckered hole.

This was another first I was going to have. Reaching the drawer, I got the K-Y jelly and applied it generously first on my dick and then on mom’s butt-hole. Mom slowed down her “riding” on dad’s cock as she gave a way for me to enter her ass with my cock. With a gentle push, I entered her ass. Couple of pushed took my entire cock in her ass. At this point both I and my dad raised the pace of the fucking. Mom enjoyed sucking on her daughter-in-law’s pussy, at the same time cocks görükle escort form two generations assaulting her two bottom holes. She liked it lie a slut that she was. She got my wife suck at her nipples. Cathy not only sucked on her mother-in-law’s nipples, she went exploring on her “downtown” and played with our balls, smacked our asses. Soon, mom came. Dad and I pulled and sprayed our cum on Cathy’s boobs. Cathy enjoyed these “blessings” from the boys from two generations. Mom helped with cleaning up our “hard-work” off Cathy’s boobs.

After that, all of us headed to the king size bed we had in the bedroom. After the sex-exercised session, we didn’t have any problem getting to sleep. Only change here was I was sleeping next to my naked mom and wife. Next to my wife was my dad who was sleeping with his semi erect cock.

Next morning, I was woken up with my mom sucking my cock. I believe it was my morning hard on that led her do it. When I opened my eyes, I saw a female going up and down on my hard cock via her lips. Looking at the grey hairs, I knew it was mom. I grabbed her with her hair and signaled her that I wanted to go the bathroom.

In the bathroom, urinating was so tough with the hard morning woody. When I returned to the bed room, I found mom on all fours greeting my woody with good morning, so all I have to do was sticking it in the doggy style. In one single stroke, my whole cock inside her and I picked the rhythm. Mom’s ooh and ahs were in abandon as they gave me encouragement to fuck her from behind. After some fucking and mom’s “oh yeah” callings, I could make out she had come. I pulled out and gave my all come to her for sucking. She put my cockhead as I stoked myself. Within seconds my load was in her mouth and she swallowed it like a good girl.

Both of us headed downstairs after concluding our sexual activities. We saw dad coming into Cathy’s mouth. Both Mom and saw at each other and smiled to know that dad and Cathy just had a “good time”. Later dad told us that Cathy was courteous enough to reward him for the help he extended making breakfast.

All of us sipped coffee, had our breakfast and laughed without noticing that no one wore much clothes. We agreed to organize a get-together with Aunt Angela and Uncle Robbie soon. I always wanted to have that poking ass of the aunt’s. Mom and dad also told us about their LA swingers summit last year, where they briefly ran into Cathy’s parents — Russell and Julie. We couldn’t believe it first. But, given what all we saw and did in the last 36 hours, we both settled for Cathy’s parents also being the swingers.

We again went to the bedroom for our afternoon weekend nap. That’s when Cathy started sucking dad and I started sucking mom’s pussy. Once the sucking stage was over, mom and Cathy started with sucking each other. Cathy was at the bottom and my mom was on the top. I spread their legs and fuck the pussy a generation apart. Switching from Cathy’s pussy to my mom’s pussy was fun. And then sharing these two holes with my own dad was priceless.

Next thing we did was fucking our own partners. All of us came in no time.

As a reward of this, my dad and mom invited us to the swinger party they came to town for. All of us enjoyed the afternoon nap in the anticipation of funs that would grip us in the evening.

This new found family love was working great for everyone and there was so much to look forward after opening themselves for the new life style. I went to sleep wondering what the evening at the swingers club would have for all of us.

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