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I went to a very exclusive small liberal school back east somewhere. It used to be single-sex, but prided itself on a successful transition to co-education. We were known in the nearby town though as a bit of a party school. Well, let’s just say actually it was a huge work hard/play hard kind of school. Lots of drugs on Thursday, lots of hung-over kids in the library discussing Kafka on Sunday. After a really boring first semester though, I personally wondered where all the sex and rock & roll was. See, I was a bit of a nerd there. The town where I grew up was about 100 miles away from the school, but it may as well have been 10 years away because no one I knew really ever went to this college. Everyone I talked to about it when I was deciding to go always said the same thing – “isn’t that a girl’s school?” Um, no, not unless I’ve sprouted breasts in the last five minutes when you weren’t looking, Uncle Mort.

Anyway, I had heard a famous actress was going there, and so despite the fact that I had gone to an all-boys Christian military school for high school, I decided the minute I set foot on college campus that I was going there. Everything about the place exuded “college” in my 18-year-old mind. I applied early decision and got accepted with a good financial aid package, so that was that.

In my first semester freshman year there, I quickly learned that many of my fellow students hadn’t progressed much beyond high school. Maybe it was the small size (we had about 2000 students), or lack of a Greek life, but whatever the reason, the dorms kind of took on that aspect of campus activity. All the dorms save one were now coed as a result of the school accepting men, and the restrooms were all gender neutral – this was years ago mind you, long before that was a “thing.” But it was the one dorm that was all-women that was known for the biggest debauchery. And as I quickly learned, the all-women dorm was where the slut banger sisters lived.

It was a well-known fact that the slut banger sisters were the most notorious clique on campus. They weren’t sisters of course – just 3 of the hottest juniors I’d ever seen, constantly hazing another underclass co-ed who desperately vied to be their fourth. Brittany was blonde, tall, great ass. Cara had long red wavy hair, emerald eyes, a few freckles on her nose. Lisa was the shortest at about 5-5, olive complexion, but I was told by the guy who lived down the hall from me who went to the same high school in a large metropolitan city about 2 hours away from campus by car, that she had D-cups since early high school. I was not especially cool nor rich nor especially popular, and a first-year male student to boot, and thus had not personally never witnessed the antics that gave rise to their reputation. That was about to change.

The one thing I did have going for me as a first-year guy was my looks. Hey, not to brag, but I did go to an all-boys high school, so that meant either get good at sports, or die trying. Secretly I was also a singer in a band with my friend Vince from high school, who decided at the last minute to go to the same college as me. So, that was a break in the social life department. Anyway, football was never my thing but I did play a lot of baseball and did track and field in the winters. I was an all-state pitcher on the baseball arnavutköy escort team in my last 2 years there, and I supplemented my lifting and fitness regimen in the winter by throwing shotput. All that working out and lifting had the desired effect. Because of how I looked – 6′ 2″, broad shoulders, scruffy cleft chin, dirty blond hair – most people thought I was about 23 going into college instead of a very young 18. But that said, I also had a bit of a stutter since childhood, which made me insecure about talking to people at parties, and so a lot of the girls who initially seemed be happy to talk would quickly lose interest and pass me by, figuring I didn’t have much that was intelligent to say.

Probably I would have stayed at the library all year, but were it not for Vince, and a few sophomore and junior friends he made early. I quickly found out that they were all gay or bisexual, including Vince. Somehow, I missed that detail in high school, though thinking back, I guess it should have been obvious. If I’m being honest, I might have been open to hooking up with him, even if I wasn’t actively pursuing or even aware of it prior to arriving on campus. I mean, Vince was a good-looking guy but in a completely different way than me – Italian, olive complexion, dark hair, think Lenny Kravitz without the dreadlocks. And, the guys he quickly found himself hanging out with were all “straight 10 / gay 7” if you know what I mean. The problem with going to a small school is, news travels fast, so the word on campus about me went something like “Him? Oh yeah, he’s another one of those really chiseled good-looking but sexually confused guys.”

Another of my chief disadvantages was that I also dressed kind of dorky. What can I say? I was at a military high school, and didn’t have a lot of money, so the big wardrobe of clothes someone might have built up through high school to fall back on for Thursday night socializing at the campus bar wasn’t to be found in my closet. Plus I didn’t really talk much anyway, unless I really thought about what I was going to say first, for fear of the stutter. But, I guess I made great eye candy, and they were all really cool to me, fun to talk to, and all that.

Vince really had none of these problems. The previous year, Vince’s dad sold a few of his businesses for a ton of money, bought a huge new place in a great neighborhood a few minutes from my house. I found out later that was how Vince managed to afford the college we were going to, since up to that point, his family and mine were pretty much doing the same money-wise, so the decision seemed very last-minute in terms of life planning. Besides tuition, a new bass and cool clothes, Vince scored a new Mercedes from the deal. Also, he was a genuinely cool and fun guy – bass player, smart, great dancer. Suffice to say, he became popular with both sexes very quickly.

Second semester had just started, and Valentine’s Day was on a Thursday. A full moon hung low in the sky. Through the bi crew Vince was hanging with, he quickly met other people who lived off-campus. One of them was throwing a “Lonely Hearts Costume Ball.” Everyone was going to be there. Vince and our friends took pity on me and helped me with a few wardrobe changes in time for this party, resulting avrupa yakası escort in a pretty hot construction worker outfit, funded by Vince’s credit card. All in all, I was feeling pretty good going into the night.

The party was raging when through the door walked the slut bangers.

Brittany was wearing a candy-stripe nurse costume – her tight top had her boobs nearly popping out. Cara’s slutty schoolgirl costume had a 4″ plaid miniskirt that revealed a thong underneath. Lisa was wearing a bikini top with daisy dukes and a pair of go-go boots – I wasn’t sure what exactly the costume was supposed to be, and once I saw her nipples blaring through the fabric, I didn’t really care.

Their latest pet was an over-developed girl I didn’t know. She wasn’t really my type, but I could definitely see the appeal. Her long blond hair had highlights and lowlights, her brown eyes had a bit too much mascara and she was wearing the reddest lipstick I’d ever seen. She was wearing a loose pair of cutoffs held up with suspenders, 4″ heels, a dog collar, and a leash. Nothing else. From the way she was walking, you could tell she wasn’t wearing panties. The other end of the leash was in Lisa’s hand. Cara put down a fishbowl on the end of a grand piano in the living room. Brittany took out a pad of doctor’s prescription sheets and placed it next to the bowl.

The music cut out as Brittany took center stage. “OK, everyone! Meet Madison – Madison, meet everyone. Madison’s here to open a special clinic for one night only. Anyone who needs some ‘medicine’ should write their name down on a prescription sheet, and put it in the fishbowl. I’ll draw a few lucky winners to join us upstairs for some medical treatment. Now who’s giving me a beer?”

I spit out half of the beer I was drinking as Vince and our friends laughed. Guys surged forward to write down their names as Cara made Madison stand on top of the piano for all to see. Vince’s friends eyed her like a prize horse, then went back to dancing with each other. Vince seemed far more interested in the spectacle though. Her suspenders looked taped into place, but I could see the sides of her areolas easily showing. She looked like she was hypnotized and ready to fuck.

I noticed Vince out of the corner of my eye, and he motioned for me to come with him. “Dude – those chicks are hot! Come with me.” I followed him out to the back yard, where he told me to use the back staircase and wait in the guest room. “The slut bangers are bringing Madison upstairs in a minute – go wait up there.” Before I could ask when or how in the hell did he get in with that crowd, he gave me a shove and said “go!”

Sure enough, a few minutes later Brittany and Cara came in with 4 other guys, blindfolded, including one of Vince’s friends named Steve, which I thought was odd, because Steve was totally into guys from what I could tell. “Oh, so you’re the wildcard Vince was talking about,” said Cara. A second later, Vince came in with Brittany and Madison.

Vince lit a joint, and passed it around. “Don’t give any to Madison,” said Lisa. “She’s already pretty lit off the ecstasy we gave her.”

“Yeah, and I’m totally taking off too,” said Brittany. With that, she popped her top and out fell the nicest pair of tits I’d ever bakırköy escort seen.

Lisa was slipping off the thong and threw it in my face. My dick was quickly hardening. Some of the other guys formed a circle around Madison, who knelt down, and started unzipping a couple guys’ pants. Three guys were getting hard – one’s dick was in Madison’s mouth while she jerked off two others. Another guy was getting sucked by Brittany while Lisa was titty-fucking my friend Vince.

I must have looked dumb-founded, because Cara said “look Jason, if you don’t want to party, you should leave now, because shit’s gonna get pretty freaky in here in about one minute. I don’t know what possessed me to do so, but I pushed Cara to the floor and started licking her pussy like a man possessed. She immediately started moaning, joining the chorus of sounds emanating from everyone else in the room.

Two guys were fucking Madison now, one in her cunt, the other in her ass. Madison herself was licking Lisa’s pussy while she started sucking Vince now. Brittany was getting pounded by Vince while she slurped another guy’s cock. I continued to fuck Cara until I felt my balls start to tense. She must have felt it too because she pushed me off her. I felt a set of hands behind me rubbing my nipples and turned to see Steve, naked, lean, great shape, with a very nice cock. He brushing up behind me, running his hands between my crack, fingering my anus. He reached around and squeezed the base of my cock just as I was about to cum, bringing me back from the brink and whispered in my ear, “you up for some tantra, baby?”

Cara looked up at me and Steve and her eyes grew very wide. “Ooh – I’ve always wanted to watch you two get it on.” With that she began rubbing her clit as I slipped my cock back inside her. I could feel her pulsing as Steve slipped his cock slowly into my ass. We began to work into a groove where he would thrust, then I would thrust. I lost track of time as the tantric pulsing of my cock and ass combined with the cannabis to create a sexual dance for the three of us. Steve tweaked my nipples while nibbling on my ear. All the while I gripped Cara by the ribs just under her breasts and thrust deeply into her pussy, all the while she would rub her clit furiously. As other guys in the room started to unload their balls, it became apparent that the slut bangers had not had their fill, and began to surround Cara, caressing and licking her nipples, kissing her, and touching themselves while watching Steve fucking me while I fucked Cara.

Steve began thrusting harder and I could sense him tightening. I reached around to cup his ass and found a face licking his anus. After a few more thrusts I could feel his semen shooting deep into my ass, which in turn made me start cumming inside Cara. Soon I regained my senses enough to hear the music coming from downstairs.

Word quickly got around school about yet another sexcapade involving the slut bangers but everyone who was in the room that night apparently decided to pretend nothing happened and just kept right on living. Vince and I laughed about it but then decided that it was probably best to play along – it’s a small campus after all. Vince and I became good friends with Steve especially after we learned that he played the drums. We started jamming whenever we could. As for Cara, we made eye contact once while walking past each other on the quad, and I could have swore she smiled before looking away and retreating back into a façade, and that was basically it. I also heard someone told Madison’s parents about it though, and by March she had withdrawn from the college.

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I can’t remember when I became a total slut. Even before my first fuck I was fascinated by group sex. I remember finding a stash of xxx rated movies up in a cupboard in mum and dad’s room when I was eighteen. I slipped one into the video and the first thing I saw was a young blonde girl being fucked in the pussy and arse whilst she sucked on another cock. I slipped into a bit of a zone as I watched in amazement at what I saw. I began fingering my cunt and arse and had my first orgasm as they came all over her face. I watched all the movies several times and masturbated to orgasm over and over again. Maybe its this sort of conditioning that created the fuck monster that I am.

Or maybe it’s genetic. You see, my mum and dad are swingers. For years I used to be shipped off to the baby sitters or the baby sitter would come to our house when the oldies went off partying. I only discovered this quite recently when searching through the video collection and I found a digital video cassette that I knew belonged in our new Canon video camera. With a beating heart and a mad rush of adrenaline I connected the camera to the TV.

What appeared was a party at a house that I didn’t recognise. What I did recognise however were some of the people in the background all in various states of nudity. Nearly all had been to our house and I knew some of them very well. The camera work was crap and after watching the talking etc for about half an hour I thought that maybe this was all it was. How wrong I was. The camera suddenly was filming a family friend Sonya being fucked by my own dad. The camera swung around and mum was watching him as she lazily pumped the cock of some man I had never seen. In the background other people were madly sucking and fucking. I took all of this in in about 15 seconds before I hit the stop button on the camera.

My mind was in turmoil as I sat on the lounge room floor. My pussy was wet and I was terribly excited but I was perturbed at what I had seen. My conscience got the better of me and I put the tape away without watching anymore. That was two years ago and now I am an insatiable twenty year old. Mum and dad are now fairly careless about their sex games. Take this morning for instance. I awoke with my normal urge to masturbate but I heard a car pull into the drive. I had a look out the window and saw Bill, another family friend, walking towards the house. He didn’t even knock on the door and used a key to get in. I snuck over to my door and watched him walking down the hall to my mum and dad’s room, disrobing as he went. He opened the door and quite simply walked in with little more than a hello. Carelessly he left the door open and my curiosity got the better of me. I snuck down the hall and got down on my hands and knees to listen in.

“Yeah suck his cock,” I heard dad say. “Lick those balls.” My pussy nearly exploded. I edged even closer and in the dresser mirror I could see my mum sucking on Bill’s cock as dad fucked her pussy. My black nightie had ridden up my back revealing my tiny little arse and trimmed pussy and I slipped a hand under my belly and began rubbing my clit. I had entered my own little zone when I felt two hands grab my arse. It scared the shitter out of me and I spun around to find Mr Smith, our butcher, kneeling behind mecidiyeköy escort me with his cock sticking out of his pants. Before I could even say ‘fuck me’ he had placed his index finger on his lips to silence me. I was more than horny and although he was in his forties, and I’d known him for years, I was in severe need for cock. I smiled at him and sat on the floor and spread my legs wide. My cunt was glistening in expectation of the pleasures to come and Smithy was as hard as a rock. I undid the bow at the top of my nightie and let my perky little breasts out. Smithy undid his shirt and stood up to pull his pants off. I quickly got on my knees, grabbed his nicely sized eight incher and slipped it into my mouth.

“Oh for fucks sake.” he whispered as I flicked my tongue around his knob tasting his precum. I jerked on his cock as I did so and then grabbed his balls with my other hand. He reached down and pushed my nightie down off my shoulders revealing my hardened nipples. My long black hair was swept aside as he grabbed the side of my head and began fucking my face. I rubbed my sopping cunt as he rammed his cock into my mouth. I needed his cock in my pussy so I pushed him back and quickly stood up. At only 5’ 4” and 45kgs I was dwarfed by his 6’ 2” frame. My nightie slipped down onto the floor and I was totally naked. He reached down behind my back and grabbing my arse he picked me up and slipped his cock into my wet pussy.

“Oh you little slut.” he said as he pushed me against the wall and began slamming his cock into me. I held myself up by wrapping my arms around his neck. I’d never been fucked standing up before and I was thoroughly enjoying the experience. I came when he slid a finger fully into my arse hole. The experience was sweet and intense and I was wanting to scream out.

“Into my bedroom.” I said motioning towards the door. He effortlessly carried me over to the room and kicked the door open. I reluctantly slid off his cock and hopped onto my double bed. Smithy climbed on also and lay on his back.

“Suck my cock some more,” he said pulling on it, “And let me lick your pussy.” I threw my leg over his face and dropped my pussy to his mouth. He pulled my cuntlips apart and slipped his tongue well into my snatch. I rubbed my hand along the underside of his cock and licked and sucked the jizz that was oozing from the slit. He was a very able cunt licker and I came again as soon as he slipped his finger back into my arse. I took his cock as far as I could down my throat and pumped it with my hand.

“Ah fuck.” was all he could say as I deep throated his cock. I was thoroughly enjoying the tongue lashing I was getting when I heard the front door open again. My bedroom door was still open and I knew that whoever had entered would head for mum and dad’s room and therefore walk right past my door. I heard the footsteps hurrying up the hall and to my delight the person did not keep going but turned straight into my room. It was Paul, one of my boyfriends. He stopped at the door and smiled.

“You little tart,” he said as he pulled his shorts down, “You couldn’t wait for me to get here”. I had forgotten that we were going to a friends BBQ today and he was coming over to get me.

Smithy stopped licking and looked at Paul with a confused look on his face. He returned to licking my juicy pussy as soon as Paul aksaray escort moved over to me and I slipped his cock into my mouth. I had another orgasm as I sucked on Paul and wanked Smithy. I alternated between each one for a while but now that I had two cocks to play with I needed to have one in my pussy and suck on another. I hopped off Smithy’s face and moved down to his cock. I grabbed his cock, which was bigger than Paul’s, and slipped it into my cunt. Paul stood on the bed and I took his cock into my mouth. When Smithy reached around and rubbed my clit and Paul tweaked my nipples I came in a shuddering roar.

“Oh fuck yeah,” I cried, “Fuck me like a slut, fuck your little slut.”

Paul pulled his shirt off as I licked and sucked his meat. Paul’s cock was sensational and it was the perfect size for what I had planned next. After a short while I had the feeling that Smithy wasn’t going to last much longer. I needed to complete the session by having both my pussy and arse filled with cock.

“Lie down,” I said to Paul, “I want you to fuck my arse.”

Needless to say but Paul was on his back in two seconds flat. I slipped off Smithy’s cock and moved over to Paul. With my back to Paul I stood above him and slipped a few fingers into my juicy snatch. I rubbed some of the jizz around and into my arse hole to lube it up.

“You want to fuck your little sluts arse?” I said to Paul as he stroked his cock. “Fuck me nice and hard.”

I squatted down onto his cock and rubbed my clit as he filled my back passage with his tool. I leant back, spread my legs and looked at Smithy.

“Now fuck my little pussy, Mr Smith, Fuck my little pussy.” I said. Smithy’s cock was nearly splitting as he took hold of it and rested it against my swollen lips. He rubbed his knob all over my cunt smearing the juices all around. His eight inches slid into my pussy and within 5 seconds I was cumming like a mad woman. Paul and Smithy were a good team and alternated nicely with their cocks. I was delirious as the two cocks filled my holes. Smithy was certainly close to cumming so I looked him in the eye and said.

“Cum in my mouth.”

It sure worked and before he could get his cock up to my mouth he had already shot a stream of cum up onto my flat belly. He stumbled up and hit me with another jet on my tits and finally got the rest of his cock into my mouth. He had a full load and it was still so much that it flowed out of my mouth. I pushed some more out of my mouth and swirled it around his knob.

“Oh yes lick that cock, suck that cum you little slut.” He said.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck.” was all I heard Paul say as he pulled his cock from my arse and shot a load of cum all over my open pussy and fucked arse. Paul knows I love to feel cum all over me rather than in me and he obliged quite nicely. Smithy collapsed onto the bed and I just lay back on Paul fingering my snatch.

“So you stole Smithy from me did you dear.” I jumped fair out of my skin when I heard mum say that. I slipped off Paul and grabbed a sheet. Why I was being so coy I had no idea. I looked at mum and she was stark naked with cum running down her legs and matted globs of it in her hair.

Paul made no effort to conceal himself and in fact his cock got larger as he watched my mum.

“Well dear if you are going to go stealing my men I can only assume I can topkapı escort steal yours,” she said smiling. “I love a young cock, Paul come with me.” Paul leapt out of bed and followed my mum down the hall into the bedroom. I was in shock and I lay down with my eyes closed trying to take it all in. I heard the bed creak and I thought that Smithy was getting up to leave. He wasn’t though and he pulled the sheet away from me.

“Time to clean you up.” he said as he roughly pulled my legs apart and dived down into my pussy. I instinctively began kneading my tits as he licked at the remains of Paul’s jism. I heard footsteps down the hall and I half hoped it would be Paul. Alas it wasn’t, it was Bill.

“Your mother sent me,” he said as he pulled on his cock. “Fuck you have a sensational body.”

I extended my hand to him and he came over to the bed. His cock was at full strength and I knew that he had been fucking my mum not minutes earlier. That didn’t stop me though and I took him eagerly in my mouth.

“This is one fantastic slut.” Smithy said to Bill

“Fucking oath,” Bill replied, “I’ve been wanting to fuck this little bitch for years.”

“Well here’s your chance mate.” Smithy said as he rolled me over into a doggy position, “Come and fuck this beautiful pussy and arse.”

Smithy and Bill swapped places and I began to suck on Smithy’s cock as Bill ploughed into my snatch. His cock was a fair size and had a nice upwards curl in it. He smacked my bum as he shoved in his cock to the hilt. Smithy was back to his full strength and I decided to give these two oldies a treat and let them DP me. After a while I turned to Bill and said. “Do you want to fuck my arse?”

He almost came in my pussy and I quickly moved away so that he wouldn’t. I slid up Smithy’s body and said to him. “Sorry Smithy but your cock is far too big for my arse.” And with that I slipped his cock into my pussy.

I looked around to Bill who had a feverish look in his eye. He spat on his hand and greased up his cock before placing it against my rose. As he slipped it in I could feel another orgasm looming and I soon began shaking as I fell into an orgasmic delight. They both fucked my holes for an eternity and I came continuously. I really love having cum splashed all over me so after a while I kind of pushed Bill off and hopped off Smithy.

“Ok boys,” I said as I squatted on the floor, “Both of you cum all over me.”

I began rubbing my clit as the two men began wanking on their cocks. I would suck each cock, not worrying where it had been, and wank it with my free hand.

“You are such a little tart,” Bill said as he unloaded his cock onto my face.

“Here suck this slut.” Smithy said as he forced his cock in my mouth. I let some of it ooze out of my mouth and directed the remainder down onto my nice pert tits. I had cum on my face and my tits and I was feeling fantastic. I sucked on both of the softening cocks and I could feel Smithy’s body shaking.

“Well men I hoped you have enjoyed yourself.” I said

They were speechless and I stood up and grabbed my gown off the bed and threw it around my shoulders. I went into the bathroom and had a long shower. The door soon opened and Paul walked in.

“Hi,” he said sheepishly, “Um was that Ok what I did.”

“Yeah sure.” I said, “As long as I can fuck your dad some day.”

“Hey you already fuck all my friends,” he said “Can’t you stop at that?”

“Well let’s see about that shall we.” I said as I grabbed his sticky cock “I need all the lust I can get.”

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Jim was unavailable for the next few weeks after that night in his apartment. He had offered to give me a key to the place in case I wanted to take Linda there, but I told him I would not feel right doing so. I did not tell him this, but another part of me wanted that to be just “our” place, as weird as that sounded, even to me. I intuited that I was not the only “baby boy” he had taken to that place, though he never gave me indication of that. I am, after all, pragmatic when it comes to things like that.

Linda returned on Sunday afternoon. I had been looking forward to being with her, but she seemed very distant when I picked her up at her dorms. It would be a week before she broke the news to me that she had taken back up with her boyfriend back home.

I saw it coming. Think about it. A person is all hot for you before they leave on a trip and then cold to the touch when they return. It doesn’t take a mind reader to know something is up. I was a little bummed but not crushed. Besides, I was an attractive nineteen year old male. I knew I was liable to land on my feet.

*****

It was really starting to warm up that spring. I had been working out regularly, and the results were showing in my chest and abs. I suppose being unattached made me work out harder, and the more girls around campus noticed, the harder I worked. One of the graduate assistants for the football team even inquired whether I was interested in walking on for the football team.

Ours was a small college that did not offer scholarships, so they were always looking for ex-high school jocks to fill their rosters. Though I was intrigued at first, the thought of running gassers again made me less interested. It was cool to be asked, though.

I had a few dates, as the days passed. Here and there I got laid. I even met a MILF at the sports bar who took me to a motel couple of times. I enjoyed my freedom during that semester. I suppose I also didn’t want to get attached to someone and then have to leave for the summer. I was not cultivating my muscles to pine for a girlfriend in another city until fall.

It was about a week before finals that I my cell vibrated, as I was leaving my last class one Thursday. It was Jim. We had spoken several times, but this was the first time he had called before five or so.

When I answered, I heard him immediately ask, “Is my baby boy available?” I immediately felt my cock stirring in my loose fitting shorts, as I replied that I was just leaving my last class for the day. I agreed to meet “Daddy” at the apartment where he was already waiting.

I would be lying if I said my cock wasn’t hard the entire way to the apartment. There was an incredible excitement in the taboo, sneaky nature of our rendezvous. It was also the first time I had been with a man, since that last night with Daddy. I also knew Daddy would be impressed with my freshly tanned, more sculpted body. I was looking forward to his reaction, as I pulled into the lot.

I was wearing a loose, green throwback Larry Bird jersey, white baggy shorts and flip flops when I arrived. I had not worn underwear that day. I often went without in the summer, though it was the first time I had done so on a day I had classes. I liked the freedom that I felt without them. Unfortunately, without the confines of my boxer briefs, my hard on was readily apparent to a woman who was coming out of the apartment across from Jim’s. I tried to act nonchalant, but I swear the lady didn’t take her eyes off my crotch, as we passed.

Somewhat embarrassed, I knocked on Jim’s door only after she had gotten into her car. I was still not all that comfortable with my bisexuality, and did not want this lady (perfect stranger or not) to think I was anything other than a red-blooded male. I had deflated a bit, but only a bit, when I knocked.

On the other side of the door, I heard Daddy’s voice beckon me inside. When I entered, I was stunned to see şişli escort that Daddy and I were not alone. In the living room, there were three other people besides us. There were two men, both in their late forties or early fifties and a woman, who was very familiar. It took a second, since she had changed her hair and was dressed in cutoffs and a sweatshirt, but it dawned on me that she was Ginger from the topless bar.

Daddy smiled, as he rose from his seat to greet me. “There’s my baby boy,” he said with a grin, as he reached down and placed his hand over my more than obvious bulge. He leaned in and whispered, “I hope you don’t mind that I brought a few friends with me.”

I just nodded. To tell the truth, I wasn’t sure what to say, really. Before I could say anything, Daddy turned to the others and announced, as he patted my hardness, “I think Barry here is raring to go.” Turning back to me, he said, “Baby Boy, you know Ginger from the bar.” I nodded, still speechless, in her general direction. She smiled, as her gaze slipped down to my crotch.

“These two misfits are Jerry,” Daddy said nodding towards a short, balding guy in a suit, “And Milton.” Milton was a well built man in a blue golf shirt and tan slacks. Milton was, like me, well over six feet tall. He smiled up at me, as he sipped a beer.

Daddy stepped back and appraised me for a moment. “You have toned up quite nicely haven’t you, Baby Boy?” I still had not found that ability to speak, so I nodded sheepishly. All the time, I was feeling like a moron.

“Why don’t you show everyone that nice cock of yours?” Daddy smiled, as he made the request, but I knew that he expected me to comply. “Right here?” I asked, glancing from Jim to the other people sitting about the room.

“Sure, baby. Right here. In fact, why don’t you just strip down completely for us?” I looked back to Daddy, as he spoke. Slowly, I slipped my shirt off over my head. My blond hair tossed a bit, as the shirt was pulled away.

“Dayum, Jimmy”, Ginger cooed, “He has a great bod. I could eat him all up.” At that, I saw her start to lift her sweatshirt over her head. As her large, lovely breasts were exposed, I gained a little courage. I slipped my shorts down to my knees, and they slid to the floor. I kicked off my flip flops and stood before the room naked.

Ginger looked up at me, as Milton slipped closer to her on the leather couch. His mouth covered her right nipple; as she watched Jim step behind me, kiss the back of my shoulder. He reached around and wrapped his hand around the shaft of my cock. It stiffened to full hardness at his touch. I could feel his hard cock through his suit trousers, as he ground it into my ass. I sighed softly, as his lips traced up to my neck. My eyes closed to slits, as Daddy stroked me slowly. I felt the flick of a tongue at the tip of my cock. I opened my eyes and saw that it was Jerry, still completely dressed in his expensive suit. He was on his knees. His tongue was swiping at a stray droplet of glistening precum, as it oozed out of my cock.

Daddy’s hand slipped from my cock and up to my chest, pinching my nipples. Jerry’s lips found their way around the head of my throbbing cock and down my aching shaft. His tongue feathered the underside of my manhood, as his hands reached to my ass and pulled my cheeks apart. My eyes moved to Ginger, whose breasts were being absolutely devoured by Milton’s hungry mouth. Her eyes caught mine. She ran her tongue seductively over her upper lip, as she held Milton’s head to her tit.

As I gazed into Ginger’s deep green eyes, Jerry’s mouth worked up and down my swollen cockflesh. Daddy’s lips trailed down my spine. Soon, he was kneeling behind me. With Jerry’s hands spreading my cheeks as wide as they could open, Daddy’s tongue pushed at my asshole. My hands dropped to Jerry’s shoulders, as I moaned deeply. “Oh fuck yes,” I muttered, as Daddy’s tongue began bayan escort to fuck my tight, quivering rim. Still my eyes never left Ginger’s.

As the two mouths pleasured me, I watched Milton slip Ginger’s cutoffs down her shapely legs. Milton then ripped her flimsy panties away, eliciting a girlish squeal from her pouty, red lips. I saw that Ginger’s pussy was shaved, except for a thin line of hair leading sensually to her slit. Milton immediately buried his face in her cunt, as Ginger’s back arched. Her eyes closed for an instant, but then reopened and looked to me. Our eyes remained fixed, as mouths took us both.

Jerry’s sucking grew needier, as he sensed my orgasm coming. Daddy’s lips were sealed at my ass, his tongue flicking deep within the walls of my ass. I bent forward. The sensation was driving me over the edge. Saliva from Jerry’s heated blow job coated my balls, as He paused only to beg me to cum in his mouth. My eyes closed, as I pumped my hips at his face. Daddy’s mouth stayed with me as much as possible, as I fucked Jerry’s mouth.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum, Daddy,” I gasped. I gripped Jerry’s shoulders tight and shoved hard to back of his throat. His gag reflexes only made me push harder, as I exploded down his spasming throat. I could hear him gulping and coughing around my pulsing meat. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groaned, as waves of cum pumped down his gullet.

I looked over to Ginger, who was pumping her hips in wild abandon to Milton’s face. Her heels dug into his back, as she flooded his face with her honey. Her dark blond hair whipped, as she came hard. A sly wink over to me let me know that my own activities had helped bring her climax. As she released Milton’s head, she whispered huskily, “Jim, do you think your baby boy might like a taste of my sweet pussy?” Daddy swatted my ass playfully before slipping his mouth away to answer. “I am sure Barry would love to eat that pussy of yours, honey. Wouldn’t you Baby Boy?”

Emboldened by my first orgasm, I replied, “I would love that, Daddy.”

Daddy kissed my right cheek, before standing and saying, “Well, let’s see if your mouth is good with pussy as it is with cock.”

I dropped to my knees in front of Ginger and slipped her thighs onto my shoulders. Smiling up at her, I kissed my way down that slender patch of hair to her clit. As I flicked my tongue over her pebble-hard clit and used my fingers to push back the hood, I noted that her clit was rather pronounced. It was almost like a small cock in fact.

I tightened my lips into a tiny O, as I sucked it in to my mouth. I slipped two fingers into her sopping wet cunt, as I felt hands gripping my hips. I heard her whisper to me, “Yes, that’s it, baby. I love to have it sucked like that.” As the hands gripped my hips, I knew that they did not belong to Daddy. They were much rougher than daddy’s hands. Calloused and strong, I took them to be Milton’s. When I heard Daddy tell Milton to give me a good, hard fucking, I knew I had guessed right.

I gasped at Ginger’s cunt, as I felt the size of the head of Milton’s cock push at my hole. It was immense. Ginger gripped my head tight, as she said, “Relax, Barry, I know he is big, but you can handle it. Can’t you, hon.” I moan in the affirmative, yet I wasn’t quite sure. It was like I would imagine taking a donkey’s cock might feel.

The pain was searing at first, even though my ass had been somewhat prepared by Daddy’s deep tongue job. I could vaguely tell that Milton had worn a condom, as I heard the sound of the rubber slipping in my ass. Even with the lubricant on the rubber, I still cried out into Ginger’s pussy as he pushed deeper and deeper. Fuck, it was like it would never stop.

I felt the weight of another person on the couch. As I panted at Ginger’s cunt, I could hear her say, “For me?” Then I heard the unmistakable sound of sucking. Finally, as Ginger started sucking Jim, Milton’s balls istanbul escort finally slapped against the back of mine. I can only guess, as I never did see it, but it had to be at least a foot long and very, very thick. Soon, though, my ass grew accustomed to his length and girth. In fact, I found my cock grow to full hardness once more, as he started to pound my ass harder and harder.

My face pushed back and forth at Ginger’s hot pussy, as Milton’s cock advanced and retreated. I could also faintly hear Jerry to the side of me, stroking his cock as he panted. As Milton pummeled my aching ass, I felt Jerry’s semen hit my back and hair. I looked up from Ginger’s slit to see some of the salty fluid on her belly. I licked at it before returning to her fuckhole. I suppose feeling me lick cum from her belly got her off; because she tensed and then squealed loudly around Jim’s cock, as she sprayed my face with her nectar. I lapped it up greedily, as I forgot, for a moment, the pain of Milton’s tremendous cock in my own fuckhole.

I kept licking and sucking Ginger, as Milton tensed at my ass. He let out a few loud grunts, as he shoved his cock hard into me over and over. Then, he came hard in my ass, the rubber being the only thing to keep me feeling from a flood of sperm deep in my ass.

As Milton’s cock pulled from my ass, the emptiness was at once welcomed and regretted. I stopped my pleasuring of Ginger’s pussy and kissed her inner thighs. Then, I looked up and saw that Daddy was on the verge of cumming.

Seeing me looking up at him, he grinned. Pulling from Ginger’s lips, he stroked in front of us. I brought my face beside Ginger’s, as Daddy released his cum onto our faces and into our mouths. We both moaned in gratitude, as Daddy pushed his cock first into my mouth, then hers and back to mine.

I milked his member dry, before kissing Ginger deeply. We shared daddy’s load, as we kissed. Her hard nipples brushed my chest, as I pulled her close.

I suppose, having cum, Jerry and Milton left. I was too overwhelmed by the moment to notice them leave. Daddy, Ginger and I soon retired to the bedroom. There, Ginger hopped on the bed, got on her hands and knees and looked back with wild eyes and begged me to fuck her. “Please, baby, I need a hard, young cock in me,” she mewled.

I quickly obliged. As I pushed into her, I felt Daddy’s cock, still semi-erect, push into my wide open asshole. We quickly found our rhythm and the sensation of fucking and being fucked at the same time had me pounding Ginger’s pussy, as hard as Milton had used my ass. My balls slapped wetly against her clit, as I sent her head into the padded headboard. Bracing herself, she cried out for me to “fuck me harder you bitch!”

I became feral then. Daddy, sensing it, started slamming harder at my hole. Two cocks—two holes slammed to one another. Daddy bent forward, licking the sweat from my neck, panting that he loved fucking his “Baby Boy”. I felt him bite at my shoulder, as I used Ginger’s hot, wet cunt. I, in turn, nipped at Ginger.

Soon the sensations overcame my attempts to make the moment last. I felt my orgasm bubbling up my cock from my heavy balls. The sound of two cocks fucking sent me over the precipice. I came in a spasmodic tremor at Ginger’s hole. I felt her cunt quiver in its own climax, as my cum filled her to overflowing.

As I collapsed on her back, and she dropped flat on the bed, Daddy kept fucking me. I grunted with each of his punishing thrust. “I love fucking my baby boy,” he panted into my ear. Just then, he moaned into my neck, cumming deep into my hole.

We all three rolled onto our sides, cocks still buried, as we recovered. Ginger slipped out soon after, leaving Daddy and me alone. Daddy slipped to the bathroom and cleaned himself. When he returned, he whispered, “Now, suck Daddy’s dick, baby. I want you to suck it back hard and make me cum again, Baby Boy. You belong to your daddy, don’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered. And I truly did from that moment. Sure, there was no way he could ever physically overpower me, but he had me nonetheless. I was his to use and to share, as long as he wanted.

“Goooooood boy. Daddy loves his baby boy.”

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Do you like Booty Juice? Do you even know what it is? If you don’t, then I’m here to enlighten you. My name is Marcus Wilson. A six-foot-one, lean and rugged, dark-skinned and athletic young African-American man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I’m a student at Saint Dominus College in Boston. This is the tale of my most erotically charged adventures. Sit tight, and start jerking your dicks or fingering your pussies, people. It’s about to get hot in here.

Saint Dominus College. A small Catholic school located in the heart of Boston. Quite the diverse population, too. Eleven thousand students. Thirty eight percent of whom are of African-American descent. Twelve percent are of Hispanic descent and eight percent are Asian. The remaining forty two percent are Caucasian, and mostly Irish. For a private school, that’s quite a lot of diversity. And it’s turned this small campus into a racial and political minefield. The white students and the ethnic students don’t get along. Blah. People will always find excuses to hate one another. Add to the fact the fact that the Swine Flu Pandemic is burning a lethal swath across America and the rest of the western world and you’ll see why so many people need some fun right now.

It’s May of 2009. In a few weeks, I will graduate from Saint Dominus College with a bachelor’s degree in business administration. I liked Saint Dominus but it’s time to move on. Time to enter the real world. I will miss this place, though. For four years, Saint Dominus was my home. I moved into the dormitories in August of 2005. I had just graduated from Brockton Community High School. There I was, a public school guy in one of the richest private schools in New England. Saint Dominus College seemed like a dream come true. A school with a real commitment to diversity and academic excellence. It was also an athletic powerhouse. They fielded varsity teams in Men’s baseball, basketball, bowling, cross country, soccer, swimming, fencing, water polo, gymnastics, track & field, ice hockey, wrestling, rugby, sailing and football along with Women’s softball, basketball, bowling, cross country, water polo, soccer, fencing, swimming, track & field, ice hockey, field hockey, wrestling, rugby, sailing and gymnastics. All the sports teams compete in the NCAA Division One.

Saint Dominus College will soon become part of my glorious past. I played soccer for this school and led the men’s soccer program to NCAA glory. We took first place at the New England Tournament two years ago. Ah, my glory days. I shall miss sancaktepe escort them. That’s why I organized a little get-together with some friends and classmates of mine at my apartment. I wanted it to be a party for the ages, folks. Seriously. It ended up exceeding my expectations. How? It became an orgy for the ages. It’s amazing what a lot of stressed out, paranoid and horny men and women will do when you add music, alcohol and some erotically charged videos to the mix. I say such a combination can work wonders on the most uptight and sexless of human beings. In fact, I guarantee it.

First things first. Let me read off the guest list. I invited my good friend Stella Winston. She’s one of the most fantastic women I know. A six-foot-one, curvy, busty and big-bottomed, deliciously voluptuous sister with dark brown skin and long Black hair braided into neat cornrows. She used to be the captain of the Saint Dominus College women’s rugby team. I really loved her. Once upon a time. We were lovers, you see. Then one day, she left me for some rich white guy. And a few months later, that guy left her for a white chick. I guess, in the end, everyone gets their just desserts and virtually everything comes around. Right back to the beginning. I didn’t bear Stella any ill will. In fact, I still think she’s got the finest ass on campus. This refined Black woman from a wealthy family has a thick ghetto booty that would make a porn starlet seethe with jealousy.

Stella came with her good friend Monica Chavez, a tall and slender ( yet deliciously busty and big-bottomed ) young woman of African-American and Mexican descent. She was vacationing in Mexico when the Swine Flu mess came along and ruined things. She returned to the United States of America just in time. If anybody needs some fun, it’s her. She’s wound up tighter than a clock. Next there’s Isabel Bronson. A tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irish-American chick from the women’s volleyball team who seems to only date Black men. She came with her boyfriend Jason Thorne, a tall and burly, ruggedly handsome Black man who’s captain of the Saint Dominus College men’s swimming team. He’s actually the Most Valuable Player of the men’s swim team. How about that? Contrarily to popular belief, African-American men and African-American women can and do swim competitively. In high school, college and the Olympics. At all levels. We’re there. Let no one tell you otherwise.

I also asked my good friend Kyle Henderson, a tall and model-like, sultangazi escort extremely handsome young Black man who’s the captain of the Saint Dominus College men’s Baseball team. He’s been my number one guy for ages. That’s it as far as the guest list of the party goes. In my sincere opinion, less is most definitely more. Seriously. We sat in my living room, watching an erotic classic. It featured Black men and Black women having great sex together around a pool. I watched my guests as the film played on. Gauging the reactions of these collegiate men and women to that erotic video was quite fun for me. Especially the women’s way of reacting to it. Watching women watch porn is fascinating for many men, including myself. The ladies seemed to be enjoying the erotic footage as much as the men.

The night went by. We talked, we drank and discussed the movie. I ‘accidentally’ turned on the thermostat even though it was warm outside. I just wanted to encourage my guests to start removing certain items of clothing. To cool off, you know. It worked perfectly. The combination of heat, alcohol and erotic footage is perfect for setting up an orgy. Before I knew it, everyone was making out and undressing. I watched my friends as they did their thing. Jason Thorne had a steamy threesome with Isabel Thorne and Monica Chavez while Kyle Henderson and Stella Winston got busy.

Jason ran his right hand through Isabel’s long blonde hair as the sexy volleyball player stroked his long and thick, uncircumcised black cock. Well, other than my own, I haven’t seen an uncut dick in a long time. Nice! With his left hand, he stroked Monica’s soft tits. The sexy biracial woman seemed to like what he was doing. Nearby, things were progressing rather nicely between Stella and Kyle. The hunky Baseball player knelt before the voluptuous young Black woman and busied himself licking her pussy. Well, I guess Stella must be pleased with her selection. She seems to like men who enjoy pleasing her. She ran her hand through Kyle’s hair as he licked and fingered her snatch. I grinned. Yeah, she liked that sort of thing. I guess some things never change.

Things were progressing nicely. Jason was in heaven as Monica and Isabel teamed up to suck his big black dick and lick his balls. The biracial woman and the blonde-haired white chick sucked him until he came, then they shared his manly seed. Man, this was seriously hot. Next, he got busy with the two of them. He put Monica on all fours and began drilling his cock cihangir escort into her pussy while Monica buried her face between Isabel’s creamy white thighs, licking the white chick’s neatly shaved pussy. Jason gripped Monica’s hips and slammed his cock into her pussy. The black stud was having the time of his life with these two sexy ladies.

Meanwhile, Kyle and Stella were doing their thing. Now it was his turn to get serviced by her. Stella sucked Kyle’s cock and licked his balls like cock sucking was going out of style. Man, I couldn’t believe this shit. The whole time I went out with her, Stella always seemed reluctant to suck my cock. And now she was sucking Kyle’s dick like a thirsty traveler drinking from an oasis. Wow. Women! When she got done sucking his dick, what she did surprised the hell out of me. Stella got on her hands and knees, face down and ass up. With those big hands of hers, she spread her plump ass cheeks wide open, exposing her puckered asshole. Kyle grinned, and bent low before pressing his lips against her anus. I was stunned. I didn’t know he got down like that. The dude began licking the big black woman’s asshole like anal-licking was going out of style. After a while, he stopped licking her ass and placed his cock there instead. With a swift thrust, Kyle’s dick slid into Stella’s asshole. Gripping the big black woman’s wide hips, he began to butt-fuck her. Stella squealed in delight as Kyle plunged his dick into her asshole. I smiled. Wow. I didn’t know this bitch got down like that.

Nearby, Jason was fucking lovely blonde Isabel, who was on all fours, screaming her lungs out while Monica fingered Jason’s ass and slipped a small dildo into it. Talk about kinky. Jason gripped Isabel’s long blonde hair and yanked her head back while thrusting his cock deep into her. At the same time, Monica shoved her dildo deep into his ass. She fingered her pussy while stimulating Jason’s backdoor as he slammed his cock up Isabel’s glistening wet pussy. Now that’s what I call team work! Everybody seemed to be having fun. Stella was howling in pleasure as Kyle filled her ass with his dick. And Jason was doing some screaming of his very own as Monica’s dildo stretched his ass. Just like Isabel’s screams filled the room as her pussy was filled with Jason’s manhood. Hot!

In the end, a good time was had by all. When all was said and done, we went into the showers, giggling all the way. My friends and classmates thanked me for throwing the coolest party ever. I just shrugged, and told them they were welcome, anytime. I bade them goodnight, and went to my room. Unbeknownst to them, I taped the whole thing. And I’m going to make a killing with this unabashed erotic video in the online amateur porn market. What a way for me to make sure my classmates remember me forever and make some money at the same time. Am I devious or what?

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My wife and I have been married for over a year; she’s ten years older than I am at 37 and a lovely, voluptuous lady. Even back in high school days, I always seemed drawn to the girls no one else wanted.

After I had begun dating and then married Ashley, most of my friends thought I had lost my mind. Besides, I wasn’t looking for a bikini model to drape on my arm, so who cared what they thought.

I think, though, they would have a change of opinion if they knew how hot in bed she was; outside of that, she is the most loving, caring woman I had ever met. Even at her size, she takes cares of herself and carries herself better than most size 6 chicks I know.

I travel a lot as part of a sports entertainment franchise, and have girls throw themselves at me, but I wouldn’t think of hurting Ash that way.

Nevertheless, I know she can get pretty horny when I am away, but we usually scratched our itches with some good phone sex every night, so I knew Ash wouldn’t screw around on me either.

Or so I thought…

On the night in question, I had come home early from the road and wasn’t able to find Ashley anywhere; I presumed she had gone out with one of her girlfriends like she tends to do when I am away.

I went upstairs with the idea of taking a shower, but there was a noise coming from bedroom, and I had gone there after hearing Ash’s voice.

The door had been ajar, and did I get a shock! There was my wife, naked on the bed with her legs spread wide open, with a blonde going down on her and Ash’s face marked with ecstasy throughout the whole thing.

I couldn’t believe my wife was in bed with someone else. But it could have been worse; at least she hadn’t been with another guy.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh…. Yes, Kayla, right there! God, yes! Eat my pussy! Don’t stop now!” she was panting and crying out.

I knew a lot of things about Ash–or so I thought–but I never thought she would also be into fucking women, or that I would be so turned on watching her with her best friend!

I felt my own cock growing hard as I saw Ashley push away Kayla’s head after she’d cum one last time, then moved herself until both of them were into the 69 position.

Ashley then planted her mouth on Kayla’s own pussy, licking and eating away at it while her busty blond friend resumed her attack on Ashley’s own cunt.

Their cries of orgasms were now muffled by their faces buried in the pussy of the other; then Kayla slide two fingers into Ash’s bald snatch as she nibbled on my wife’s clit.

It hadn’t taken long either of their bodies to tighten and let go an array of intense orgasms, not missing a stroke of Kayla’s fingers fucking both my wife’s ass and cunt.

I guess I must have groaned at the sight of the scene unfolding in front of me; both women had frozen before Ashley tossed Kayla off of her and sat up bahçeşehir escort on the bed. Just seeing her beautiful nakedness made me even hornier.

“Hello?” she called out.

I knew I was somewhat busted now; I figured I had better make myself known, and besides, I was at the point that I needed to fuck Ash in the worst way after seeing her getting it on with her girlfriend.

“Having fun, baby?” I peeked in mischievously.

“Oh my God, Paul!” Ashley gasped while Kayla looked embarrassed, “I didn’t mean for this…”

I cut her off, grinning and nodding, knowing now the tent in my pants would hardly be unnoticed. “You don’t have to say anything, babe.”

Her eyes then went to my crotch. “Does this mean you forgive me, then?” she purred teasingly.

“Of course. I know what a horny little minx you can be.”

“Well, then, how about showing us how forgiving you are by getting those damn clothes off and joining the party?” Ash teased me further.

It was a miracle I hadn’t cum in my pants right at that moment; it was already a turn on that even after the hot lesbian action she’d had with Kayla she was ready for me, but the idea of doing both of them got me going even more.

I stripped within minutes and climbed into bed between both of them. The two ladies looked at my cock size very hungrily.

“Wow! I would of never imagined Paul here having such a big dick!” Kayla said, wide eyed.

“But he certainly does!” Ashley responded. “And he knows what to do with it too.”

“Oh, baby!” Kayla purred as she put her finger lightly on my bare chest as she slowly worked it all the way down to my rock hard cock, then both she and Ash began kissing me all over my body.

“How would you like a little taste of that, Kay?” Ashley asked her sexy friend, still eyeing my dick.

“Mmm, I think he needs something,” Kayla giggled.

“Go ahead, suck his cock,” Ash encouraged her.

Kayla then slid down between my legs, kissing my mammoth cock all over, and then put it into her mouth. Damn! What a fantastic cocksucker!

Even though Ash was great at giving head, Kayla had the corner market on deep throat. It wasn’t long before I quickly felt my balls tighten and I flooded her mouth with cum.

Before I could apologize for cumming so soon out of excitement, Ash then leaned over, pulling Kayla up for a deep French kiss, swapping my seed between their beautiful mouths.

Ash then broke the kiss, gently putting Kayla on her back.

“I think you owe Kay a little favor for that great blow job she gave you, Paul,” she purred. “And she has a nice hot pussy too.”

She didn’t have to ask twice; I knelt down between Kayla’s sexy legs. She began to gasp, pant and squeal as my talented tongue licked her pussy outside and inside.

“Oh God, Paul!” she levent escort cried through very quivering lips as she erupted in multiple orgasms.

“I forgot to tell you that his mouth is as talented as his cock, didn’t I?” Ashley laughed as she watched Kayla cum in many earth-shattering orgasms from my attack on her snatch.

“And how! And he looks like he just found my sweet spot!” Kayla gasped breathlessly as she then rammed my whole head into her pussy with both of her hands, tossing her head back and closed her eyes, so she could really get a thorough licking.

After Kayla came one last time, I’d gotten another healthy erection and it was my wife’s turn to suck me.

Before I could cum, though, she’d gotten up and Kayla straddling me replaced Ash’s warm mouth. Ash then whispered sexily in my ear to fuck her best friend while she watched us.

“Oh my God, Paul, I just love this cock of yours. I can never get enough!” Kayla cried as she bounced vigorously up and down on my excited fuck tool.

Wow! I was having the time of my life both seeing my wife get herself off while her best friend was giving my cock the workout of a lifetime. Kayla then gasped, throwing her arms and legs tighter around me, moaning with overwhelming passion.

Seeing this gorgeous, hot blond going up and down on my cock like this caused me to explode so mightily my knees buckled, but I managed to still hold her up in my arms as I was fucking her before shooting a large load into her cunt.

“OH YES!!!” she then cried in ecstasy as she exploded in multiple orgasms that rocked her whole body greatly. It was almost if she and Ash were cumming in unison.

I then put Kayla gently down on the bed again after we fucked and, amazingly enough, my cock was still as hard as can be.

Ashley then quickly got doggy style as she shimmied her fantastic ass sexily at me.

“Come on, husband, it’s my turn for some of that cock!” she giggled in lust as I quickly mounted her.

“That’s it, lover boy, fuck your wifey good!” Ash said aloud as I kept on thrusting away inside of her.

I was banging my voluptuous, sexy wife like a bucking bronco holding on for dear life as I heard her erotic moans of pleasure.

I knew I was not going to last too much longer before I exploded a second load of cum right inside of her. Ash could not hold out much longer either as she moaned and exploded in one mighty orgasm after another.

The ladies finally let me rest for a while before Ash began playing with my cock again.

“Did I tell you that Kayla here also likes anal?” she grinned slyly at me. “And I know how you like to fuck a nice ass.”

“Shit, Ash, are you asking me to…”

“Mmm, hmm. Show my girl how good you can give it in the back door as well as you do in the front one.”

Kayla then had taken eyüp escort the cue and quickly got doggy style.

“Fuck me in the ass, Paul. I just love it!” she cooed as I quickly did what was said of me as I started banging her.

“Harder, Paul! Harder!” Kayla cried as I started to pump faster and faster.

“Wow! Ashley wasn’t kidding when she said you know how to fuck a woman!” she cried happily as she then exploded wildly over and over and over again in earth shattering orgasms.

“I guess I do!” I answered back, laughing as I enjoyed watching her cumming wildly through my attack on her beautiful ass.

I then felt the swelling of my cock that guys get when they are just about ready to cum as I exploded mightily inside of her.

My filling her ass with jism triggered off another great orgasm for Kayla. Who knew a chick would have so many anal orgasms?

“Damn, Paul! You are one great lover!” Kayla praised as I slowly pulled out of her.

Ashley then turned around and faced me as she quickly began to clean off and then suck my cock to still another fabulous erection.

I knew what she wanted the minute I was hard as a rock again, and she quickly got doggy style too. I happily pushed into and banged her own full, sexy ass.

“Oh, Paul! Harder! Fuck me harder! I want you to make me cum even more than Kayla!” my wife purred as she closed her eyes and braced herself as her body then stiffened as I gave her orgasm after orgasm of her own.

“Oh baby, you are really giving me what I want. Keep it coming!” Ash gushed as she kept on exploding in ecstasy.

“Yes, baby! Yessss! Fuck your wifey, Paul. That’s’ it. Yes! Baby! Yes! Cum in my ass!” she cried in great lust as we both exploded mightily into orgasm.

We must have dozed off for a while because it was almost ten when I woke up with a start. My cock was as hard as granite again and got even harder when Ash grabbed it and began to stroke me off with those lovely hands of hers.

I could feel the great amount of cum building up inside of me as my wife and Kayla taking turns jerking me off and quickly rising to the top; I knew I was quickly going to shoot off to a most tremendous orgasm, and soon.

“Cum on our tits, Paul,” Ashley said sexily as I quickly grabbed my cock and began to pump away.

Standing up quickly, I then did a long moan of pleasure as I hit tremendous orgasm, spewing huge gobs of thick, hot cum on both sets of tits.

“Wow, honey, that was so fantastic,” both of them praised once I have given each of their breasts plenty of sperm to lick off and rub into each other’s skin.

Sometime that night, we all went to sleep together and the next thing I knew, it was daylight when we all woke up again. The three of us proceeded to have some sexy fun in the shower before Kayla had to get dressed and leave.

I think next time my wife gets horny while I am on the road, she is certainly welcome to invite Kayla over for some fun play.

And of course, I know Ash will reward me for it by letting me play with her best friend too, whether on the phone or in bed with us. What guy could have it any better?

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It had been a week since Angelica had given William’s father and brothers a warm welcome home. With the help of her succubi brews, Angelica had given birth to all but two of the brother’s children, both births being of quintuplets. And because William’s father, Arthur, had moved her into his room, every morning he fucked her and filled her with his massive loads, getting her pregnant more times then agreed upon. By now, Angelica had given Arthur 12 children.

Apparently, the men were going to have the children sent off to the city to be raised as members of the army – not that she cared. Meanwhile, William, just as his father predicted, hadn’t done anything about the situation, and his family continued to use her like a cum doll all around the house. God forbid she tried to use the bath, they would gangbang her – not that that was a bad thing.

It was a good thing these men used alchemical minotaur blood, otherwise they would not have been able to sate Angelica’s succubus needs.

Angelica regularly serviced their cocks after meals, they were always finding new and creative positions. All the while, William was submitted to watching, and was even put in charge of naming the children.

William’s eldest brother currently had her on her güngören escort knees impaling her womb on his cock. Her head was also being forcefully held by another brother, who was fucking her face without abandon. Angelica felt on top of the world as both of the cocks inside her climaxed at the same time, empowering her and bringing her to climax. The cock in her pussy erupted, filling her womb with thick cum as he finally got to impregnate her. Moaning around the cock in her mouth, she felt her abdomen expand as both her stomach and womb were getting pumped full of seed. Extracting themselves from her, the two admired their handy work, her pussy dribbling cum.

Gods how she loved this family.

Her massive breasts had already expanded from the recent string of breedings. They went from G-cups to H-Cups. She found herself without any of the needed alchemical ingredients to make a salve with the ability to shrink them down to G’s again.

She lied there in bliss for a moment, her locks of crimson hair falling down one side of her body and red painted lips with thin traces of the delicious aftermath of the recent face fucking. Angelica soon walked to William’s room and pulled out her brews, using some of the minotaur esenler escort blood she borrowed from Arthur to make an enhanced version of the succubi brew and drank its contents. An hour later, she birthed two baby boys.

After a couple hours of rest, Angelica cornered the brother that had yet to impregnate her, though when she strode into his room she was surprised to see a dozen other men all sat around a table playing a game of dice. The moment they saw her, the room fell dead silent. One of the men mouthing ‘holy fuck’ as their eyes scanned her slim and exaggerated hourglass figure.

Smiling, she came over to the side of the table beside the brother and looked around to the other men.

“Don’t mind me boys, I’m only here for your friend,” she cooed, teasing them. They instantly looked to the brother, who leaned back with a smug grin before looking up at her then back down to them.

“You lot can join in, but I get her cunt first,” he said before grabbing her hips and forcing her to straddle him. She laughed at his confidence as he pulled down his pants and fished out his massive cock. Deciding to tease him, she angled his cock at her slit and began rub her his cock up and down her slit before sarıyer escort starting to sink down on it with torturous slowness.

The brother was having none of it, and while holding her hips, he suddenly stood up causing his cock to bottom out inside her, causing her to moan lewdly. He soon laid her back down on the table they had been playing on and started jackhammering her cunt. She looked up at the other men, her mouth falling open, teasing them with the visual of her wet, hot mouth. Taking the hint, they quickly pulled down their pants and fished out their cocks, none of them quite as impressive as this family’s, but they would do. Two of them leaned over the table to suck on her tits as another tipped her head back and kneeled over her to force himself down her throat. Before long, she had him cumming down her throat, he was readily replaced by another.

She soon felt the brother’s cock begin to swell inside her poor cunt, and with one last thrust, she felt him pump his cum into her womb, making her quiver and moan loudly around the cock in her throat. The moment he pulled out, another one of the men filled his place, pounding her pussy for all he was worth. Another slid behind her, and quickly filled her voluptuous ass with his cock.

The fuck session went on like this for over an hour, in which time they each had a turn with her holes, some getting turns with all three. And by the end, rather than leave, the men hoisted Angelica up and carried her out of the cottage towards the barracks, where the other men in the army men were.

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Along the High Street of Norwich there is a small book shop, not one such as W.H.Smith or Waterstone’s, but more of the kind that they used to be when they first started out. It only has a small frontage and caters for the more astute connoisseur of first editions and those hard to find tomes of obscure writers as well as providing the service of finding out of print books.

It was here that Tracey Smith works as a salesperson as well as the arbiter between the two owners that were middle aged and live above the shop. The fact that they are gay didn’t faze Tracey in the slightest and these disputes were so trivial that she laughed at them as she tried to resolve their differences.

She constantly brought them down to earth with her home spun philosophy and in spite of their sexual orientation, loved them both. They were good employers and knew their books from A to Z and were most affable to clients who came to the store. It was only when these were missing did they bitch at one another and it amazed Tracey how they had stayed together so long.

It had been somewhat difficult when she had applied for the vacancy of a sales clerk to convince them to hire her. Both had wanted a male clerk and said it quite bluntly, but then she was quick to point out that they would then forever be arguing as to who was going to take him to bed first. So the simplest thing was to employ her and as she was female, give them some credence in the High Street. The logic of her argument was accepted and she had got the job. That was two years ago.

She was a happy vivacious girl of twenty two, brown hair, brown eyes in a pretty face. Five foot six and tended to be a slight thicker round the waist that she had wished, but her bust compensated for this as well as having a nice pair of legs with trim ankles. Having worked there for so long, she was able to discern the nature of the person who came into the shop and she instantly knew whether to turn on her charm or call one of the two owners to deal with them. This was a bonus as far as these two gays concerned with her astuteness and clucked over her like two mother hens with their chick.

Tracey was happy working for these two ageing queens but it had its downside for not many heterosexual men visited the shop, though she did have a boy friend, one Mark Patterson. She had originally come from Lowestoft where work just didn’t seem to be available and that was why she was living and working in Norwich. She currently lived in a bed-sit that wasn’t really a place to entertain any boyfriends plus the fact that it took half of her earnings just to stay there.

This was to be changed when she finally got to know Diane Gardner. She worked further up the High Street in a Dental surgery as a receptionist, not well paid, but at least it was a steady job as everywhere, jobs were now at a premium. Well those that didn’t involve you getting filthy or dishpan hands.

She was a mousey blond of twenty one years of age and not, it must be said, as pretty as Tracey. Her figure was passable only because her bust was slightly more oversize than it should have been for one of her height.

She lived at home with her mother and sister, and it was a serious canker to her. It was only a two bed roomed terraced house and she had to share the double bed in the second bedroom with her sister Margaret and was far better looking and only two years older than Diane who had just had her twenty first birthday. It was Margaret that got the boy friend’s and would persist in bringing them home and when mother went to bed, would snog with them on the parlour sofa. This drove Diane mad as she either had to sit there and watch or go to bed on her own.

Many times Margaret had asked her to sleep downstairs on that small sofa so that she could take her current boyfriend to their bed. But Diane stuck to her guns here and suffered all the abuse from Margaret when she refused to have her sister have a man in her bed. Diane wasn’t a virgin, but she would be damned if she’d let her sister have fun in her, albeit, shared bed while she slept on the sofa. So all was not well in that household with this being the main problem in Diane’s life.

The surgery where she worked didn’t officially open till nine in the morning, though she had to be there by eight thirty at the latest, and so would stop at a coffee shop on the High Street every morning to have a bracer as she called it before starting her working day. The bookshop also didn’t open till nine, though Tracey only needed to be there at that time, but she too stopped off for coffee some times before getting to the shop.

It was only a nodding acquaintance at the start as they would see each other on most days of the week. Then came the good mornings to one another and before long, they would say a few more words as they queued up to be served. Eventually it got round to the point that they found that they both took lunch at the same time and so started to meet for lunch in a pub just down the road in the High Street. It was convenient maslak escort for them by being about halfway between their two places of work. So within six months they were on giggling terms as it were over their half pint of beer and a sandwich.

Diane was envious of this new friend Tracey, so friendly and outgoing. Charming and witty and having the poise of independence as well as looking prettier than she was. She was also in awe of her for having the strength of character to move away from home and stand on her own two feet, though Tracey didn’t have a good word to say about where she was living at the time. A nightmare, she called it. No male visitors and such like. It played havoc with one’s love life she told Diane, who at that time, had only known two boys, and that being of a short duration.

It was Diane’s wish that she could move away from home and have her own flat that inspired the idea that she and Tracey should move in together. Tracey herself was fed up with the rules and regulations of her bed-sit and would like to be in a flat where she could come and go as she pleased and entertain her boy friend in style.

‘Why don’t we move into a flat together. Two bedrooms with a lounge, it would be perfect. With two of us paying the rent it would probably be cheaper than what I’m paying now. How much do you give your mum every week?’ she asked.

‘Half of what I get from the surgery,’ Diane replied, warming to this idea that Tracey had put on the table. ‘Do you think we could do it together?’

‘I’m sure of it. There’s plenty of vacant flats round the town and I’m sure we could find one that would fit our budget. That is if you are up for it?’

Diane was and told her that she would be delighted if they could do this together. It would mean freedom from her sister’s constant nagging about having to share the same bed every night when she should have a man beside her instead of a sister.

So they spent the next week during their lunch hour to visit estate agents that were letting flats. The following week they followed up and began viewing certain properties that fitted their agreed budget. It was during the second week that they found one that was both suitable and affordable and agreed to take it.

For Tracey it was no problem in giving notice to quit her room though it was a different matter for Diane. Her mother didn’t want her to leave, no doubt thinking of the money that she was getting from her. But her sister was delighted and it was her who pushed their mother into accepting the fact that Diane was about to fly the nest.

So the very next week, Tracey and Diane signed the lease on this flat that they had chosen. They even splashed out on a taxi to collect both their cases of clothes and such like from both habitats to convey them to their new home. As both the bedrooms were of the same size, it didn’t matter which one had which, but it still took them three months to get other things sorted out.

The bathroom was the first problem by it having only one shelf that wasn’t big enough to accommodate all that they both needed, so separate racks were bought. The one on the left of the basin was for Tracey and the one on the right was Diane’s. It can’t be said that they were really arguments but there were problems when it came to cooking their evening dinners. Though they pooled a certain amount of money each into a pot from which came the food money, it was the actual cooking and subsequent washing up that caused some friction. But like everything else, it worked itself out in time, though Diane finished up doing most of the cooking side of things while Tracey did make serious attempts to keep the flat clean and tidy. Well this was in her own interests because it wasn’t long before Mark began coming round for dinner once a week.

For this event, Tracey herself helped out in the kitchen to prepare the meal and she’d even bought a bottle of wine for the occasion, though Diane knew that it would be her doing the washing up, though she was surprised about this later in that first evening.

Mark duly arrived with a bottle of wine in each hand and quickly embraced Tracey with a big kiss and much to Diane’s surprise, did the same to her.

‘So you are Diane, the Goddess of hunting and the moon,’ he declared, standing back and looking at her.

‘That’s Diana you are referring to you moron,’ Tracey said taking the bottles from his hands.

‘Ooh, I hate educated people,’ he said, giving Diane a wink as he followed her into the kitchen. ‘Well this is a damn sight better than your bed-sit I must say. You’re sure Mrs Roach isn’t lurking round the corner?’ Mrs Roach having been the owner and landlady of Tracey’s old bed-sit.

‘So you’re Diane,’ he said turning to her. ‘Tracey’s told me a lot about you and she wasn’t lying when she said you were a beauty.’

He gave her a warm smile and saw that he didn’t need to visit her surgery. She blushed at his obvious lie but liked it nonetheless as she took in his light kayaşehir escort blue eyes that twinkled as he smiled. His mouth was firm as looked his body in the T shirt he was wearing, his legs covered by his jeans, she couldn’t judge. He was about five foot eleven and looked as though he would weigh about one hundred and eighty pounds, hair dark but not quite black and cut rather conservatively; not too long and yet not too short. ‘She also said that you are into something that’s quite oral. What did she mean by that I wonder?’

‘Ignore him Diane,’ Tracey called out from the kitchen. ‘He’s just talking dirty.’

‘I’m a dental receptionist,’ Diane said, returning his smile.

‘Well I knew it was something to do with the mouth,’ he laughed as he sat himself down on their small sofa. ‘What food are you destroying tonight,’ he called out to Tracey. ‘You should have seen what she did on a two ring gas stove at her last place,’ he said in an aside to Diane but loud enough for Tracey to hear.

‘You’d be surprised what I can do with a four ring stove now,’ came from the kitchen.

‘The mind boggles,’ Mark laughed at Diane. She had to smile, for it was she who had prepared the meal and it was Tracey who was seeing to the last touches as though she herself had worked hard at producing their dinner.

‘Just get up off your arse and come and open the wine. Diane? Can you help bring it out?’

The small table in the parlour just outside the kitchen had already been laid and was ready with cutlery and glasses, napkins had been added as an extra touch. The kitchen was too small for three people to be in at the same time so a corkscrew and bottle was thrust into Mark’s hands and then propelled out to open it by the table. Diane actually saw to the dishing out of the food onto plates for Tracey to carry through to the table. The meal itself was simple by being just a beef stew followed by a crème caramel before cheese and biscuits. Coffee came later with a small bottle of brandy put on the table plus an ashtray because Mark was a smoker.

‘That was a delightful meal,’ Mark said as he sat back to light up a cigarette when the eating was finished and Tracey poured out coffee for them. Diane poured out small measures of brandy for each of them. ‘I must compliment you Diane.’

‘It was Tracey’s dinner,’ she observed.

‘Nonsense! I’ve eaten Tracey’s stews before, remember, and I could tell that this was a different hand that concocted this beautiful repast,’ and he picked up Diane’s hand and kissed it.

‘God, what a Romeo!’ Tracey cried out in mock horror to Diane. ‘I’m surprised he hasn’t gone down and kissed your feet.’

‘That I would probably have done if you weren’t here,’ he flung back with a smile to take the sting out of the words. They finished their coffee and brandy and Diane got up and started to clear the table. ‘Let me help you,’ Mark said rising from his seat.

‘My God! This is a first! Tracey exclaimed.

‘It’s the least I can do after such a wonderful meal,’ he said as he winked at Diane which made her blush again. But he was brushed aside and told to go and sit down, and Tracey and Diane washed up and put the things away before returning to the parlour. Knowing that the other two would rather sit together, Diane went and sat in the arm chair as Mark poured out some more glasses of wine from the second bottle and settled himself down on the sofa next to Tracey who put her arm through his. He’s mine, was the message that this gesture conveyed to Diane who had no thoughts of trying to steal him away from Tracey, and yet she still felt a twinge of jealousy that she had a man and she didn’t.

‘Tracey has spoken quite often of you since we moved in three weeks ago,’ Diane said. ‘She spoke a lot but never said anything, if you know what I mean. Like how handsome you are,’ smiling because she knew this would cause some comment, and it did in the form of a snort from Tracey.

‘Well I’m not sure what she has told you, but I agree with the handsome bit.’ This brought him a slap from Tracey but with a smile. ‘I work for my father who owns a printing works here in Norwich. I live at home and I enjoy the company of Tracey very much. That’s it I’m afraid.’

‘Well I’ve heard of a potted history, but that wouldn’t fill an egg cup,’ Diane said.

‘What about yours then?’ he countered.

‘Much the same. I do wish sometimes that something exciting could happen,’ Diane replied.

‘Not much chance of that in Norwich,’ he observed drily.

They talked a bit more as they finished their wine and Diane then caught Tracey’s signal. It was more a movement of the head that was directed towards her bedroom and Diane picked up the hint that she was being asked to leave them alone in the parlour. Shades of home thought Diane. But at least she had her own room to go to and didn’t have to share it while her sister, though in this case, Tracey could have what sexual fun she wanted in the parlour or her own room.

So with ataköy escort bayan an elaborate yawn that didn’t fool any of them, Diane got up from the chair and said that she was going to bed. She said goodnight to Mark and said that she hoped she would see him again soon before leaving the two of them alone in the parlour.

‘I thought she was going to sit there all night,’ Tracey said as she went into Mark’s arms for a kiss.

‘So did I,’ he said between kisses as his hand went up under her jumper and found the bare breast that he had been seeking. Their kissing was on the frantic side for not having seen each other for nearly a week. His hand squeezing that full breast, bringing the nipple erect under his palm and made him let go of her so that he could pull the jumper right off of her. Tracey had no objections and lifted her arms to help him pull it over her head and then cradle his head as he sucked upon one of the erect nipples.

They kissed and petted each other, her stroking him on the outside of his jeans until he couldn’t take any more before dragging her up from the sofa and letting her guide him into the bedroom that was hers. There they undressed quickly and got onto the bed and were soon coupled and made quite some noise in their lovemaking. This was made quite apparent by the banging of the headboard of the bed against the wall that adjoined Diane’s bedroom as she lay on her own bed and cried.

It was the morning after Mark’s third weekly night stop over that Diane gave vent to her feelings and spoke to Tracey. She stormed on about how that Tracey had a man while she went without by blatantly advertising the fact by having her head board constantly banging on her wall to make the point. Tracey was instantly contrite and apologised and said that it wouldn’t happen again and indeed it didn’t, but it was no consolation to Diane until Timothy came upon the scene.

Timothy was a lifelong friend of Mark, having gone to school together and they only lived a few doors away from each other. Tracey had told Mark of how it appeared, to her at least, that Diane was becoming really sexually frustrated at his visits and it was getting her down. So Mark suggested that he bring round Timothy to see if sparks could be made to kindle a little fire in Diane.

‘Let’s make something special tonight,’ Tracey had said, the next time they were expecting Mark to come round for dinner.

‘Why?’ asked Diane.

‘Mark’s bringing a friend of his round this evening.’

‘I see. A blind date.’

‘No! It’s not like that,’ but she saw the look on Diane’s face and had to give a sheepish smile. ‘Well, let’s say, half blind,’ as she laughed. ‘You don’t have to like him if you don’t want to. You’re my friend and Timothy is Mark’s, so what’s wrong with us having dinner together. Just give it a chance Diane,’ she said taking her hands in hers. ‘You’ve been somewhat unhappy ever since Mark started coming round. You haven’t been thinking of him have you?’

‘Of course not! He’s your fella.’

‘So you’ll give this Timothy a chance eh?’

‘Will he be as wimpish as his name?’ Diane asked somewhat sulkily.

‘How the hell do I know? Timothy Dalton isn’t a wimp is he? You wouldn’t have minded being under him in one of those Bond films would you?’

‘No, but…’

‘No buts. He’s coming to dinner, so let him see how well you can cook. Then it’s up to you. If you don’t like him, fine by me, but at least I’ve tried.’ That closed the possible argument that could have ensued, but Diane acquiesced and set about preparing the dinner. Tracy did her part, somewhat offhandedly by cleaning some of the vegetables before leaving the kitchen to see to the table.

On time for a change, the doorbell rang and Tracey let in Mark and Timothy, getting a kiss from both and was pleased to see that Mark had obeyed her instructions by bringing four bottles of wine this time. On receiving the tentative kiss on the cheek from Timothy, Diane then had second thoughts if she was doing the right thing by accepting Mark’s word that he was a fine young upstanding man. Maybe too upstanding for her shrinking violet that Diane was, was the thought that ran through her mind. But she didn’t let these thoughts show as she welcomed him into their home and was glad to notice that they had stopped off for a drink before coming. Dutch courage she presumed on Timothy’s part and silently thanked Mark for that. For she was unhappy that Diane was unhappy and hoped that the two would hit it off together. They did seem to be like two peas in a pod in their inherent shyness and resolved that she had to do her best to bring him out of his shell.

‘Well Timothy, or is it Tim? Which do you preferred to be called?’ Tracey asked as she ushered him into the parlour.

‘It doesn’t really matter. I’ve been called so many different names in the past that I don’t care any longer,’ he replied in a shy voice. Tracey shot a sharp glance at Mark who turned away as if not hearing the last comment.

‘He’s not gay is he?’ Tracey whispered fiercely to Mark as they entered the parlour.

‘I wouldn’t know,’ he replied. ‘I’ve never asked him, but I think the answer’s no. But then, considering some of the dogs he’s been out with might have turned him off women,’ he laughed and got a slap from Tracey for that.

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Stay safe…..

Linda’s words hung in Howard’s thoughts as he pulled in outside of his hotel. A diverted flight left him with no option but to stay over for the night and complete his journey home tomorrow. His chosen hotel looked fairly plush, but it also looked very busy. Something confirmed as the concierge led him into a noisy lobby.

“Is there some sort of party on?”

“Oh yes sir. It’s a gathering of writers I believe. But all ‘in house’ functions are open to hotel guests, so please use the bar as normal.” A gathering of writers, it sounded an interesting fly on the wall opportunity for an amateur author like himself. Having a very odd mind, Howard considered what the collective noun for such a group would be. Would all of the men be wearing cravats? His normal bar or gym decision was easy tonight, it was past nine pm. And the bar sounded fun.

Throwing his attaché case into the room, he started the shower, then unpacked his overnight bag and laid out a casual shirt and trousers on the bed. The water felt good, and soon washed away the tiredness of his day. He was surprised how aroused he was. Linda’s emails had really turned him on, and he’d stayed that way. They’d come out of the blue, after she had read one of his stories on the net, and were quite explicit. It wouldn’t have taken much effort with his right hand to rid himself of his frustration, but he was enjoying it. Her comments had increased the flow of his creative juices, as well as other, more physiological fluids.

The bar was typical of a hotel, with a small dance floor and a stage. Gentle music came from invisible speakers and a group of thirty or so people chatted in the corner.

“Can I get you something Sir?”

“Oh yes please, a Jack Daniel’s with ice.” The small whisky arrived, and was gone almost immediately.

“Sir.”

“Yes please,” Howard replied. He was clearly tenser than he thought.

Howard looked around the group of writers to see if there was anyone famous. There wasn’t. So after a little while he looked at other couples and individuals to see if anyone needed a conversation partner. A couple came into the bar, and a rock immediately hit Howard in the stomach. It couldn’t be, could it? The reaction in his groin strongly suggested that last thought to be wrong. The last time that he’d seen her was in a picture in her email. She’d been standing topless for the camera to give him an intimate view of her. Now she was dressed in a knockout black dress. And it was her. The dress was low cut front and back, and had a deep split in its side. She looked stunning.

He suddenly realised that he was staring at her, so he quickly turned back to the bar. A little too quickly apparently, he saw her reflection in the mirrored bar, both her and her male companion were looking at him. Howard’s mind was racing, what should he do? He was sure that it was Linda, from her picture, but she would have no way of recognising him. And would she welcome him anyway? Quickly he wrote two words on a cocktail napkin, and called over the barman.

“Yes sir.”

“I’d like you to deliver the lady’s drink with this napkin. Make sure that she sees this note.” Howard handed over the note and a ten-pound note.

“That’s very kind sir, am I to indicate who it was from?”

“No no, not yet.”

“As you wish sir” The barman went to the couple and took their order. Howard watched impatiently as he returned to the bar, and dispensed vodka and coke, and a glass of beer. He nodded as he passed Howard to deliver his message. Howard nodded back, and took a sip of his whisky to settle his nerves. He watched through the mirror, as the barman carefully laid out the couples drinks, the man’s first, followed by Linda’s. He then handed them their napkins. She thanked him, and put the napkin down on the table. The man paid the barman and tipped him, the barman then, a little theatrically, took Linda’s napkin and unfolded it for her. She didn’t see the message at first, but after a few seconds her eyes locked onto his words… Her words.

Stay safe…..

She realised instantly who she had used those words with in the last day or two. She looked towards the bar and noticed the man sat there looking at her via her reflection in the mirror. She didn’t react instantly, she didn’t want to make Tony aware of the message she had just been passed. She wanted to think about her next move before making it.

Linda was enjoying her drink and was chatting with Tony when somebody came up to him and started talking to him. Linda realised that this was an opportunity and excused herself and stood and walked towards Howard, he turned slightly on his stool as she walked past, she looked him in the eyes and winked at him as she went past towards the ladies. He heard her say ‘Explorer69’, he now at least knew that she had connected the words on the napkin to him.

He decided to remain seated and continued to his enjoy his drink and wondered what would happen next. He noticed that Linda’s companion fatih escort was still talking to the other man.

Linda reappeared from the ladies, she paused beside him to order another drink. Howard notice that her hand was balled up into a fist which she brushed against his hand. He opened his hand and she passed him something and then walked off with her drinks back to her table.

Howard turned back to observe Linda in the mirror and discover what she had passed him. It felt soft. He then realised she had passed him her silk thongs. Although he could feel something else. He put the knickers in his pocket and then discovered a piece of paper which had her name and room number on it and the message ‘Join me at mid-night.’

He ordered another drink to steady his mind. What should he do….he viewed the note almost as an order rather than a request…… He thought about what they had spoken about in their emails, a meeting of any type was breaking all her own rules, but she was calling the shots so he decided to go along with her request.

The time dragged by, he tried to occupy his mind, but it was difficult when you were observing such a beautiful and sexy women only feet away from you. He noticed when the music started she was one of the first people on the small dance floor, her partner reluctantly joined her and went through the motions, whilst she seemed to have boundless energy and gyrated her body to the heavy beat to the music. Howard noticed that Linda was joined on the floor by a beautiful blond woman who appeared to know Linda, they laughed and giggled a lot. Linda’s partner excused himself and left the two girls to dance together. Howard watched as they talked to each other, Linda said something in the woman’s ear and then they moved around and the blond looked across to Howard.

Howard was careful to moderate his alcohol in take and started drinking mineral water, at about 11.15 he noticed that Linda and her partner were starting to say their good byes to the people around them and they walked out of the room. She gave him a nod as they walked past.

Howard decided it was time for a quick shower to freshen up. He got back to his room and dived in, he couldn’t resist playing with himself in the shower, but knew he had to control his desires for a little bit longer.

He dressed and then went to seek out room 323. He approached the door quietly his nerves were doing somersaults in his stomach. He lightly knocked on the door, he was not sure if it had been heard. He heard movement behind the door. After a brief pause the door opened. He saw the face of Linda.

Howard went to say something, but she put her finger to her lips to stop him. She took his arm and pulled him in to the room, closing and locking the door behind him. She pushed him against the wall and kissed him. His hands went to her body. She was dressed in a silk gown. He stopped not knowing if anybody else was in the room. She looked in to his eyes and took his hand and led him in to the bedroom.

Her tongue invade his mouth, its stiffness mirroring his own hardness as it darted and probed, teasing, promising…..Linda’s tongue…Linda’s body…

Adrenaline began coursing through him, blotting out other feelings of morality and humanity as she was pressed against him, pushing against him as though she were the man and he the woman. Her ferocity excited him, challenged him. The delicious foreplay of their writings had goaded him, taunted him even. Now he wanted her to pay – she needed to pay.

He pulled at her gown, desperate to unwrap her and take her, to complete the picture he’d built of her. Her leg raised around him, long and sinuous.

The bed was only a few feet away. Too far. He pushed her to the floor, bending his head between the offered, opening limbs. He forced her legs further apart, the smooth nylon of her white stockings cool against his hands, then lowered his mouth to her sex.

His breath danced across her heated pussy, so close it was impossible to tell if he was touching there or not, making her moan. He held her immobile as she twisted beneath him, attempting to force him to do as she wished, her elegant nails dug hard into the smooth flesh of his shoulders. He breathed again; another moan, a demand now. He relented slightly and pushed his tongue against her. She arched upwards, demanding more. He ran his tongue upwards, stopping beneath the target she so needed.

“Please…”

No.

He began again, now more slowly, locking his hands against her writhing body. Then again and again, never breaking contact, over and over, her flesh now liquid, slithering beneath his tongue. Time after time, forever, until she began to cum from the sheer pleasure of denial. She would cum. Nothing could stop her.

Suddenly he stopped. Panic and rage flooded her as the tongue left her for one cruel, agonising instant.

Oh please God, please…..

Then he instantly, harshly touched her clitoris with his zeytinburnu escort tongue and she exploded with pleasure. He ran his tongue round and round, the tip pressing onto her rhythmically and softly as her orgasm took her. Then more; more licking, more invasion, until the waves of orgasm crashed inside her time after time, pinned beneath his firm hands, his flickering tongue…

Linda exploded in a rush of pleasure, she pushed her clitoris hard against his tongue. Her juices were coating his face in abundance. He continued his torture; her orgasms were coming in shorter and shorter intervals until they merged in to one. Linda gripped his shoulders so hard her nails punctured his skin, he cried out and became more and more determined.

Using her own lubrication on his fingers he slid first one finger in to her arse and then another. He fucked her with his fingers in a cork screw action, his thumb pressing down on her clitoris, he watched as she threw her head from side to side. She was playing with her breasts massaging them twisting her nipples until they stood out to attention.

He leaned his head forward and took her nipple in to his mouth sucking at first and then he gripped it between his teeth and rolled it from side to side. She cried out in pain or was it pleasure and pain. He soothed it by sucking gently, she held his head as if he was her baby feeding from her breasts. As he sucked he could taste her milk, such was the power of her emotions.

He sucked on the other breast with similar results looking in to her eyes as she came down from her orgasm. She looked drunk, her eyes in a gaze, she was in a haze, a habit that wanted feeding. And his cock knew what she wanted. His weapon was straining and leaking pre-cum like a pedigree dog on heat that’s found a bitch to mate with.

He shifted forwards picking her up in his arms and carried her to the bed, dropping her down on it, he quickly threw off his clothes, leaving them in a heap on the floor. Once again he climbed between her long legs. Lifting them up wards and over his shoulders. Pushing forwards he pushed her legs back, exposing her pussy to his cock.

He teased the large glistening head around the entrance to her pussy. Oh this was worth waiting for, he pushed forward her tight outer lips enveloping his cock as it slid in like a well oiled piston. but this one brought extreme pleasure not power..

She gasped as he pushed in, inch by inch. Her eyes were closed and screwed up as she cried out as he hit her limit, he pushed harder and finally he was fully in. He could feel her muscles tightly gripping his cock around the head. Pausing briefly to savour the feeling.

Howard was now in full control of Linda, he used his experience and control to prolong her pleasure as he slowly eased his cock in and out in long slow deliberate strokes. She could feel the veins on his cock rippling inside her as he moved in and out, but never coming out completely. He moved his cock in a delightful circular motion, stirring her insides and pressing on her clitoris as he full penetrated her.

The pressure on his sensitive cock head was intense he was grasping and grunting trying to overcome the desire to let go. But he was very determined to last as long as possible. Linda was starting to push up wards to meet his strokes their combined efforts were taking them both to new extremes of pleasure.

He could sense he was close and started to power in to her using all his strength. With no mercy he brought her to another orgasm before, finally, he flooded her pussy with his spunk.

Linda could feel his cock spasming, pulsing and pumping hot globules of sperm deep inside her womb. He eventually let her drop her legs down until they encircled his waist. She locked her ankles behind his back; the smooth feeling of her stockings against his skin was delicious.

He gave her soft, soothing, kisses as they both came down from their sexual high. But the look in Linda’s eyes told him she wasn’t finished with him quite yet.

For several minutes they both lay there, the exhaustion from their lovemaking overcoming them, as their bodies and minds began to relax into the situation.

Howard lay, almost motionless, on his back as Linda, still wearing just her white self supporting stockings, lay on her side beside him; her head nestled comfortably in the crook of his shoulder; his arm around her. His fingers began to slowly run up and down her back very lightly. Linda closed her eyes and concentrated on the delightful feel of Howard’s soft caresses. With her eyes closed she now noticed the soft scent of his deodorant on his body, mixed with the manly scent of his sweat, and the feelings began to return to her womanhood nestled between her long legs.

Linda slid her hand over onto his chest and slowly began to rub her open palm across his slightly hairy skin. The feel of her hand caused him to take a sharp breath as her hand began to slide downward towards bağcılar escort his groin. Slowly she inched it downward, her eyes now open and gazing at his semi hard cock, and delighted in the sight of it beginning to grow again the closer her fingers came to it. She liked a man who could get hard almost immediately after cumming inside her.

Slowly her fingers crept down. Slowly Howard’s cock began to grow. Her fingers touched the hairs surrounding it and the moment they did so his cock shuddered, as did his whole body. Finally her hands were there; at the base of his now erect prick.

Gently she touched the shaft awaiting her probing fingers. Slowly she slid her hand upwards to the head, then slowly back down again. With a short, quick movement she let his cock go and slid her hand over her wet pussy, coating it in her love juices, then returned it immediately to clutch the shaft of his cock again. His body arched upwards as her fist gripped his thickness. The silky wetness from her pussy causing her hand to slide easily up and down. Howard closed his eyes and concentrated on the wonderful feeling of her hand as she slowly began to wank his stiff cock.

Her head moved and she kissed his lips briefly before moving her lips to his chest. Another quick kiss and then southwards again. She moaned to herself as her lips touched his pubic hairs and she felt the base of his cock against her mouth. Her hand suddenly released his now pulsating cock and was replaced by the wetness of her soft lips. Gripped tightly together they slowly parted as her mouth slid expertly over Howard’s thick shaft. In one thrust she took him all into her mouth. A slight pause and then she let her teeth scrape the shaft as she pulled her head away but not letting the head of his thick cock leave her wet lips. Another thrust of her head and he was deep inside her again. The naked skin of his thick cock sending tingles through her own body. She wanted this cock inside her again. But later. This was HIS time. She would hold her own desires back for later; right now she was content to blow Howard’s mind as well as his cock.

Without letting his shaft leave her mouth she adjusted her position so that she was knelt between his open legs. Her hand slid under him and her finger slid easily into his arse. Deep, deep but gentle. At the feel of her finger sliding into him his hips jerked forward and his cock rammed her throat hard. Her mouth gripped tighter as she felt the tip of his cock penetrate the confines of her throat. Her head went back slightly and she took it all. She took the whole length of his thick, probing, prick deep inside her throat. Her head pulled out as her finger left his arse. Then just as suddenly her finger rammed back in and her head jerked downward to meet his thrusting cock.

Faster and faster she picked up the pace as she finger fucked his arse and mouth fucked his throbbing cock. Up and down, her teeth scraping his flesh, she began to suck on the thick shaft inside her. Her finger continued to ram in and out of his rectum as she listened to his loud moans of pure pleasure. She could feel her wet juices as they seeped from her screaming pussy. He was close. He was very close.

And so was she. She didn’t need penetration to orgasm. She didn’t need a cock to bring her to the heights of pleasure. But she was on the verge of her own orgasm without even a touch to her womanhood.

Her mouth tightened even harder around Howard’s jerking cock and she pulled her finger from his arse just as she suddenly changed position by swinging around and dropping her naked cunt onto his upturned face. His hands grasped her hips and pulled her down onto him as his tongue lashed out at the wet hole awaiting him. She almost screamed onto his thrusting cock as her orgasm struck. His tongue delved deep into her as she spurted onto it with her hips thrusting against his stiff tongue.

Howard erupted. With a loud inaudible moan into her wet slit his cock jerked hard into her mouth and she delighted at the feel of his hot, thick cum spurting into her in globules that slid easily down her throat and into her waiting stomach. And she wanted more. As her own orgasm was still rippling through her body she began to suck at his still spurting cock. Wave after wave of hot cum slammed into the back of her throat as she sucked greedily on his thrusting cock. She delighted in the feel of the thick sperm as it shot into her over and over again. Her pussy was still seeping juices over Howard’s probing mouth as he finally emptied the last of his spunk deep into her throat. Again she swallowed and felt it slide easily down into her before she rolled her perspiring body from his and lay, head to toe, beside him.

For more than 5 minutes they lay there without speaking. Suddenly Linda glanced at her watch. She began to wonder what had happened to her plan. But she worried needlessly. She smiled to herself as she heard the door to the hotel room open….

Howard looked up and noticed a blond woman, the blond he had seen earlier talking with Linda, but who was she? She had changed and she was now wearing a French maid’s uniform, short and oh so sexy with her stocking tops clearly visible. The crisp white blouse open to allow her breasts to be seen, the deep valley of her cleavage looking very inviting.

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That night Laura couldn’t go to sleep. She thought about the chain of events that had started since she spotted Josh and Natalie last night. Deep inside she was in turmoil; on one hand she felt ashamed to even entertain such lustful thoughts. On the other hand there was a deluge of raging fantasies, things which she had dreamt of before but dared not speak of them to anyone, lest she be cast aside as a sex freak. Now an opportunity presented itself. “Carpe Diem” as they had been taught in Latin. “Opportunities multiply when they are seized” as her father often liked to say. “But what to do?” she thought over and over and no easy answers came to her. The worst part was that she could not even trust Alice with such a secret, there was no one she could confide in. With these thoughts in mind she drifted off into a fitful sleep.

She had lost all track of time. Blurry flashes darted in and out of her vision. When she tried to focus on one, it would vaporize, only to be followed by another. Laura was tormented; she wanted to shout “what do you want of me?”

– “What do you want from yourself?” came back the answer.

– “I don’t know, I don’t know! I can’t decide! Please help me decide!” pleaded Laura.

A deep rumbling laughter mocked her.

– “Help you decide? Do you think it’s that easy? I’ll help you decide, but at a price.”

– “What price, please tell me!” begged Laura.

– “You’ll soon find out” said the voice and abruptly everything turned pitch black around her.

– “What’s happening? What’s going on?”

– “Patience child, you’ll soon find out” echoed the voice in a soft, almost hissing tone.

She was alone in a room dressed only in her underwear and a t-shirt. The room had furniture in it and a faint light could be seen beaconing from a corridor. Come to think of it, the room seemed familiar and she was most certain she had seen it before but she was surrounded by this haze which made her thinking almost lethargic. Annoyed that she couldn’t remember where she was, Laura decided to head towards the source of light, perhaps there lay some answers to her questions. As she stepped into the light, she realized that the corridor stretched to both directions as far as the eye could see. The corridor was lined with doors some of which were ajar while others seemed firmly shut.

– “Where am I? What is this place?”

– “This is the place where you’ll find answers, child” said the voice.

– “How am I to find answers here? Why are some doors closed?” asked Laura in a childlike voice.

– “Do you think this is some sort of a guided tour? Answers, child, come at a cost. Nothing is given for free” the voice scolded her in an austere tone.

– “I’m sorry, I meant no offense. It’s just that I’m so confused and there is this annoying haze everywhere, which makes me dizzy.”

– “Once you start searching the haze will go away, that I can promise child” said the voice in a distant, softer tone.

Laura started to move towards the first half open door. As she moved towards it, the haze lifted and the light dimmed. She looked around and a revelation came to her; she knew where she was! She was outside Alice’s bedroom. Just as she was ready to open the door she heard giggles and laughs from the interior. She stopped trying to figure out to whom the voices belonged. One laugh certainly belonged to Alice, she was sure of that. The other didn’t register with her mind. Intrigued, she peaked şişli escort through the door. What she saw made her gasp. There was her best friend Alice clad in just her panties laying on top of another girl.

Without realizing it Laura pushed the door open and stepped inside the room to watch. After taking a better look she recognized the other girl as Anna, a friend of Alice’s from her piano class. The girls didn’t seem to take note of her presence; it was as if she wasn’t there. Dumbfounded, she watched as Alice begun to kiss Anna all over. Gently at first, with more passion as time passed by, Alice roamed with her lips and tongue over Anna’s body, while she writhed in sensual delight. She left no part of Anna’s body without attention; she nuzzled her neck, succulently sucked on her nipples and planted wet kisses on her abdomen. Anna was bucking her navel towards her, a sure indication that she craved more intimate attention from Alice. Alice though would kiss and bite her genitals above the fabric of her underwear, mercilessly refusing to take them off.

Suddenly, Alice stopped what she was doing and stood beside the bed. Like a vampire, she swooped on Anna’s neck biting and nuzzling her with animal – like ferocity, while at the same time her hands grabbed hold of Anna’s thong and ripped it to pieces. After this display of brute lust, Alice climbed back on top in a sixty nine position and proceeded to suck on Anna’s clitoris with renewed frenzy, while at the same time she forcefully grinded her navel on Anna’s face. Laura watched flabbergasted. She couldn’t fathom that Alice had such a fiery temperament in her. As she stood beside the bed watching, she felt the familiar hardening of her nipples, soon followed by a swelling in her vagina. Transfixed, she continued to observe as Alice, now flushed red allover and glistening with sweat, rode Anna’s face towards a cataclysmic orgasm.

Laura felt her labia moisten as her excitement rose higher and higher from all the visual stimulation she was receiving. Hungry with desire she looked around for a place to sit and relieve her tension. She sat on the chair beside Alice’s desk and took of her thong, mentally preparing herself for her orgasm and the relief which would soon follow. Slowly she moved her hand down her abdomen towards her throbbing genitals. Touching her clitoris, she felt a powerful current of intense pleasure course through her whole body. She closed her eyes concentrating on her own feelings, while in the background she heard the sounds of ecstasy that Alice and Anna where emitting.

Just as she was ready to climax, the room vanished and the haze returned. She was back in the corridor once more, just outside the door she had previously entered. Anxiously she tried to get once more inside; she desperately wanted to see this to the end but despite her efforts the door wouldn’t budge. The throbbing in her genitals had subsided somewhat, but to her dismay she was left with a frustrating swelling and wetness in her vagina. “What’s going on here? What’s the meaning of this? Why can’t I get back inside?” she asked aloud but no one answered. Miserably, she looked around. She could see another half open door nearby to which she headed with caution. As she peaked through, the haze lifted and she could see clearly once more.

Inside she saw someone very familiar to her. It was Robert, a friend of hers from the swimming pool and for whom she used to taksim escort have a massive crush. Robert was apparently peacefully sleeping on his bed. Afraid of yet another sexual encounter she decided to leave when she noticed Robert stirring in his sleep. Horrified, she tried to close the door, when all of a sudden, a strong gust of wind picked her off her feet and landed her in the room. Behind her the door closed with a loud bang. Looking around once more she saw that Robert had just shifted his head around and had resumed sleeping once more. As she gazed at him her stare was fixed on his genitals, which where tantalizingly within reach. “No…no…please no…” Laura thought as she averted her sight. She closed her eyes trying to think about anything else but Robert and his nakedness. Alas, her body seemed to have a mind of her own and the gentle throbbing she had endured since her last encounter quickened in pace and intensity. Opening her eyes she saw that although Robert was still soundly asleep, his cock was beginning to stir. Right before her eyes it grew, first exposing his scarlet colored glans, until finally it reached its full, rigid length. Laura gulped with amazement at what she was seeing. Inside her mind a battle was raging:

– “Can I touch it without him getting awake? Just a small touch nothing more. He won’t mind will he?”

– “Oh God, what am I talking about, what kind of a monster have I turned myself into? What’s happening to me?”

– “Come on…just a touch, he won’t mind, in fact he’ll probably enjoy it. If he wakes up even better for you.”

– “No…no…It’ll ruin everything, he’ll hate me, he’ll think I’m some kind of a freak creeping like this in his bedroom.”

– “Can’t you see his smiling in his sleep? He’s obviously enjoying himself! Perhaps it’s you he’s dreaming about. Why don’t you lend him a helping hand?”

Laura stared at Robert’s throbbing cock as it twitched and pulsed with his heartbeat. Unable to resist, she raised her hand and with her index finger she touched his cock just below the glans on what seemed like a pink landing strip. To her surprise it jolted upwards in response. Immediately she withdrew her hand, looking to see if she had woken him. Robert appeared peaceful, unaware of the intrusion. More boldly this time, she traced her finger on the entire length of the shaft, exploring his scrotum and his perineum before stopping to check on him. A thin smile had appeared on his face and he seemed to be murmuring something which Laura could not make out. His mind was obviously in a dreamlike state making him unaware of his environment. Emboldened, she continued her fondling, paying more attention to the sensitive tip this time. Her fingers swirled around his glans, paying special attention to the Y shaped pink area on the front. His cock responded by hardening even more. The bulbous tip darkened in colour appearing now deep purple in tone. His muscles started to flex as he stretched his legs and arched his back. Soon, a few drops of clear liquid appeared at the tip. Curious, Laura touched these with her fingers and saw that they were much like her own sexual fluids, acting as a natural lubricant. She proceeded to coat the glans with her fingertip and soon the upper part of his shaft was glistening.

Laura had never felt so aroused herself; her nipples where fully erect and their friction on her t — shirt felt almost painful. Her labia where completely şirinevler escort engorged and she could feel her juices leaking beyond her panties now. Her own relief was not far, she was sure. Her hand was now fully stroking his penis which felt as hard as wood to the touch. Robert stiffened and arched his back, his chest flushed red from excitement. Laura saw his scrotum sack rise and constrict in preparation of his ejaculation. She saw a tiny white droplet appear on the tip of his cock. And then everything vanished, the haze returned and she was once more lying outside in the corridor. What had not gone however was the stickiness in her palm and the maddening throbbing of her genitals.

– “No…no…please…no…Why do you torture me so? Please let me relieve myself!”

– “There is one final vision for you to see, child. Then you’ll have the answers you were looking for.”

She was instantly teleported on a double bed, in a room which she didn’t recognize. Twilight filled this room from some distant source of light which she couldn’t see. She had been completely stripped of both her t-shirt and her underwear and lay naked on the sheets. Something stirred from behind her pillow and before she knew it, she was blindfolded. Before she could react, her hands and legs were tied to the bed. She laid spread eagled, unable to move much, unable to see or hear anything. Fear crept inside her as she started to thrash about trying to free herself. Finally, panting with exhaustion she gave up her struggle. She felt a warm breath gently blowing on her genitals. Then she felt a face burrow itself on her pubic hair. Whoever it was, Laura could feel his nose firmly pressed on her mons pubis deeply inhaling her aroma. She felt a pair of hands gently massaging her inner thighs, whilst the face moved towards her outer labia. Soon, a playful tongue was swirling around her clitoris, while at the same time she felt a finger penetrating her inner labia.

Laura was certain that if there was a sexual paradise she was in it right now. A mouth clasped firmly on her clitoris and began to rhythmically suck on it. The finger she had felt before started making circular movement on the roof of her vagina while another one started to massage her anus. Laura closed her eyes and felt her body go tense in anticipation of a massive release. Her heart was racing, her breathing was labored and she was audibly whimpering now. As she opened her eyes…she was back in her room, in her bed. She gasped as the most powerful orgasm hit her again and again in what seemed like eternity. Clasping her hands over her navel she felt warm liquid being forcefully expelled from her vagina in short squirts. After a full minute of contractions, she collapsed on her bed unable to move a limb.

“Wow!” was all she could think. “Talk about a wet dream”. Her bed was a complete mess. The sheets where stained by her juices and the bed cover was off, exposing the mattress. Her underwear was damp and so where her thighs. Fearing she had peed herself she sniffed at the liquid but it was neither urine nor her normal vagina secretion. She looked at her digital alarm clock by her bed; it was nearly four AM. “I’ve got to clean up this mess before someone wakes and sees this” Laura thought. She bundled all her bed linen and put it in the laundry hamper as she did with her t — shirt and underwear. Next she had a quick shower as she felt hot and sticky from all those bodily fluids. There she noticed to her amazement that her genitals must have been so aroused in her dream, that they were still sensitive to the spray of water. After toweling off, she changed into a clean t-shirt and underwear and hopped on her bed. She drifted off to sleep with a big smile on her face.

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We walked into the club separately as to not draw attention to ourselves. We’d talked out this plan a few times before and we both were clear on what was to happen. I picked a small table in front of the bar and you sat in a booth in the semi-dark corner. I knew you’d be watching everything I did and everyone that talked to me. I knew you wouldn’t let anything happen to me..

As I sat there alone I thought about what you had said just before we parted to enter the club. I could feel your lips on my neck as you whispered “ Babydoll you know that outfit drives me wild. Just standing here kissing you and holding you in that outfit makes me so hard.” I had just giggled at the time but now as I thought about it I realized how true that had been.. I had looked when you said that and sure enough you were growing as you spoke.

I looked at my outfit and thought it nothing special. I had on a tight mid-drift shirt that was plain white and a plain black mini skirt. I had a pair of knee high black boots and white thigh highs on. You knew that under all that was just my bare body. I had left the bra and panties at home for something different.. I looked over at you sitting there in your black jeans and blue tee shirt. You made me want to attack you and you weren’t even looking at me. You just looked soooooooo good baby.

I was just beginning to let my mind wonder when I saw a smile form on your lips. I looked to the door where you’d been watching and that’s when I saw her. I knew as soon as I saw her and that smile on your face that you wanted her.. I kept watching her for a few minutes. She had long blonde hair and deep blue eyes. She was about as tall as I am long legs and perfect skin. She must have gone to the gym because she had a wonderful body.

I watched as she walked to a table near mine.. Once she’d finished about half her drink she went to the dance floor. I watched and after finishing my drink I joined her.. I was dancing with an attractive young guy and slowly made my way nearer to her. When I finally got near enough I “accidentally” bumped into her.. I quickly said I was sorry and to abide my rudeness I offered to buy her a drink.

She almost too gladly accepted and we walked back to my table. I ordered the drinks for us both and flashed a look to your booth. I was about to start looking for you, as you weren’t in your booth anymore when our drinks arrived with a note from you.

‘I’m still watching over you my Babydoll. No worries ok? I needed a better vantagepoint but you need not worry honey. I love you and wouldn’t let anything happen to you, you know that.’

I looked all around but couldn’t find you. I must have scanned the entire club three times still not finding you. I gave up leaving it to the faith that you were able to see and watch over me. I knew you weren’t going to let anything happen to me so I turned my attention to conversation. As I learned about this girl… Her name was Stacie and she was 22 (only a year older then me). Stacie and I talked for about an hour and ordered more drinks. Again there was a note with our drinks… I thought about just putting it away and not even looking at it but I went ahead and looked.

‘Babydoll. You’re doing GREAT. I love you so much. Try to get her to dance with you and see if she will.. If she does you have found a taker, if not just stay cool about it. Again my Babydoll I love you.’

Again I looked around but still couldn’t find you. I was sure Stacie was wondering why I kept getting notes and kept looking around. If she did wonder she didn’t ask so I left it be. After about 20 minutes I finished my drink and told Stacie that I felt like dancing. We got up and walked to the dance floor. When we got there two attractive young guys started dancing with us. As we danced I whispered a plan in Stacie’s ear. I looked at her and saw a smile on her face and a flash in her eye.

Without mecidiyeköy escort any hesitation we both turned to face each other and started dancing.. At first it was pretty casual but as the music played on Stacie and I started to get a bit “freakier”. I noticed a crowd of men gathering to watch us and we found a good rhythm. Stacie didn’t seem to mind the crowd but I was getting a bit concerned as to where you were and if you were still able to see everything that was going on. I suggested we get a drink and take a break for a bit.

We walked to our table to find our drinks were waiting for us along with a note for each of us. I wasn’t sure as to what the note to Stacie said but I thought I’d ask after reading mine. As I read I had a feeling that Stacie’s note said close to the same thing mine said.

‘Babydoll. You have no idea how much that little dance show of yours turned me on. I hope you don’t plan to stay much longer. I can’t wait to have my taste of you and your body moving with mine. I’m going to make you cum so many times tonight. As I sit here and watch your movements and your bodies together I can’t help but think what wonderful lovers you two would make. Remember always that I love you and you alone my Babydoll. *kisses*’

I finished reading my note but didn’t look around this time because I knew I wouldn’t find you. Then I asked Stacie what hers said even though I knew it was none of my business… She said she couldn’t tell me but she was told to show me. I wondered why you would have done that but I knew you had a plan working in your head so I didn’t question it.

‘Please don’t be alarmed Stacie. I got your name from the bartender and had your drinks waiting for you when you finished your dance. All your drinks are covered for this evening so there’s no need to worry about any of that. You don’t know me and it would do you no good to search for me, you won’t find me. You’re new friend there knows me well and will assure you there’s no need to worry. I must tell you that you have a wonderful body and are very sexy and graceful. You and the lady there next to you have put on quit a show for the men in this bar tonight. I thank you both for that. I really think you two can please each other if you so wish to. Please don’t think me too bold for that statement just an idea. I leave you to her wonderful care and thank you again.’

I looked at Stacie and told her not to worry I knew the writer of this note very well. I told her about us being in a relationship and that I had hope she’d like to come to the house for coffee or more drinks. Without a moment to think she said sounds good lets go. We grabbed our coats and walked outside. I opened the passenger door to my truck and was about to let Stacie in when she stopped me.

“Is he going to know we’ve left?”

“Yes Stacie he’s been watching every move I’ve made tonight making sure nothing happened to me.. I’m sure he’s already on the way to his car as we speak.”

I was right.. I glanced at the door to see you standing outside watching us talk. I leaned in and opened the door, while doing so our bodies lightly brushed together and I could feel her body heat. A bit to my surprise Stacie leaned just a bit and started a long deep kiss. We stood there leaning on my truck our tongues caressing each other and time was lost. I broke the kiss knowing you were still standing there watching us and made my way to the driver side. I got in and started for the house making conversation on the way. I led Stacie into the house and asked if she wanted coffee or another drink. We decided on more drinks since neither of us had anywhere to be the next day.

We sat on the couch and I put in a movie to watch while we talked waiting for you to get to the house. I was sure you wouldn’t be far behind us. As we talked I found out Stacie had never been with a woman bayrampaşa escort before or in a threesome. I told her not to worry I was sure she’d enjoy it. The key was to be relaxed. I didn’t tell her or let on that I really didn’t know what I was talking about seeing as I had never been with a woman or in a threesome myself.. I leaned in and began to kiss her again. I could tell she wasn’t totally relaxed with the idea of what was going to happen. I suggested she lay down and I’d give her a massage.

“If anytime during the night you’re not comfortable with what’s going on feel free to say so please Stacie. This isn’t something that has to happen if it’s not comfortable for anyone.”

“Thank you Candy. I’ve thought about it before but never had the opportunity to do anything like this before.”

“I’m going to need to un-clasp you bra though Stacie so I can give you your massage ok?”

Stacie sat up and removed her blouse and bra both. As she laid back down I gave her a pillow off the couch and started to rub her back. We both jumped a bit when we heard the front door open and I know that Stacie was a bit happy to be on her stomach. I smiled and said hello to you and continued to massage Stacie’s back. I heard you in the kitchen getting yourself something to drink then I knew you’d come out to the couch and sit with us. I began to lightly place kisses on Stacie’s back noticing each time I did she smiled happily. I motioned for you to join the massage and you started with her bare calves. I tried to get her to relax as much as I could but it didn’t seem to be working. I suggested we grab a bite to eat and finish watching the movie. You went to the kitchen to get dinner started and left me with Stacie.

“It’s that easy?”

“What is?” being a bit surprised at the question Stacie had asked me.

“To not go through with this? I mean I know you said that if I wasn’t comfortable with it then it didn’t have to happen but I didn’t think you meant it’d be that easy to drop it.”

I had to laugh a bit to myself. Stacie was a year older then me but I had to think that I had a more experimental sex life. I thought maybe if this all worked out I could show her a thing or two that would make her sex life all the better. “Yes Stacie, it’s that easy. It’s really not a problem.” I had the hope that my smile might convince her even though I had to admit to myself I was a bit disappointed. “Why don’t you get dressed for dinner. If you’d like to freshen up the bathrooms down the hall and to the right.”

“Thank you but I’ll just get dressed and wash up in the kitchen” Stacie said with a smile.

As she sat to get dressed I made a very bold move. I sat directly behind her and whispered for her to just relax. I started rubbing her neck and shoulders giving her light kisses as I did. I gave a little nibble on the side of her neck and slowly slid my hands around to her breasts. I reached up and very lightly ran my fingers across her nipples and heard her almost catch her breath. As I continued to kiss and nibble on her neck I began to play with her hardening nipples.

You came quietly out of the kitchen and neither of us had noticed you. You slowly walked around to get a better view and saw that Stacie’s eyes were closed and she was breathing deeply. From your vantage point you could see that Stacie (like me) had left the panties at home. She slipped off her shoes still with her eyes closed and lifted her skirt to give her fingers access to herself.. I started to gently twist and pull on her nipples causing her to breathe just a bit faster and close her eyes tighter. You took full advantage of the situation and without touching her body flicked your tongue over clit. As you continued Stacie’s tongue bath I quickly undressed and had Stacie lay down using the pillow off the couch for her head. She kept her eyes closed but helped bahçelievler escort in removing her skirt. I sat and watched you tongue bathe Stacie knowing exactly what you were doing to her and how it felt. I let my mind wonder for a second to all the times I had gotten that same tongue bath. I was brought back to the moment by your tongue teasing one nipple then the other. I smiled and looked at you. I looked down expecting to see Stacie there on the floor but she was gone.. I looked back at you with a puzzled look, “I love you so much. Thank you, and where did Stacie go?”

“I love you too Babydoll. You have no reason to thank me, you’ve done everything so far. Stacie’s waiting for us in the bedroom.”

I wrapped my arms around your neck and kiss you so deeply I can tell your becoming erect again. We stand up not breaking from the kiss, I wrap my legs around your waist, and you carry me into the bedroom. When we get there Stacie’s already laying under the sheets and playing with her own nipples. She kisses me deeply her hands wondering all over my body. I feel you slide into bed behind me and your hands join hers in the exploration of my body. When your fingertips reach my breast Stacie let out a soft moan. I hadn’t noticed until then just how close our bodies where. From where you lay you can easily tease both our nipples at the same time. I slid my leg between hers and gently rubbed up against her smooth bare pussy. She mirrors my motions and I feel her soft skin touching lightly against my velvety pussy lips. I can feel her growing wetter and wetter with the teasing you’re giving and the deep kiss.. I break the kiss and begin to explore her body with my lips and tongue. Starting just under her right ear making a trail down her neck to her left breast. There, circling around her nipple but careful not to touch it. Then start to leave her breast but suddenly suck her nipple into my mouth twirling my tongue around it and nibbling lightly.. Then I trail my tongue over to her right breast and repeat the actions there. As I get lower I can see she’s getting anxious for me to begin another tongue bath. I lick until I get just above her clit and skip down to her thighs. As I start to kiss back up I ever so quickly and lightly tease her pussy with my tongue. As soon as she feels my tongue touch her she lets out a low moan. I hadn’t looked up to see her face until now. As I do I see you and Stacie locked in a lover’s kiss. In my mind I can picture the feeling of your tongue so loving and caring caressing mine. I make my way back up Stacie’s body and lightly rub my smooth bare skin against the head of your dick causing you to moan softly.

“Ok, I can’t take anymore teasing.. PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!! I need to come please..” Stacie begged..

I looked at you and gave you the ‘I’m ready if you are’ look. I told Stacie to sit up on her knees and I did the same.. I kissed her very deeply while you got yourself ready to go. Once I knew you were laying there waiting I told Stacie to stay on her knees like she was and to position herself over you skillful tongue. She willingly did without a second of hesitation and I positioned myself over your rock hard cock. I SLOWLY slid myself onto you while you SLOWLY started to lick Stacie’s clit. Once you were all the way inside me you filled Stacie with your tongue.. I noticed if I slowly moved up and down you slowly moved your tongue in and out of Stacie’s pussy.. If I moved fast so did your tongue.. I leaned in and gave Stacie a deep passionate kiss and played with her nipples with my hands.. Again she mirrored my motions and I couldn’t get you buried into me deep enough. With your skillful tongue working on her pussy and clit and my teasing her nipples I knew Stacie wouldn’t hold out long.. With you filling me, and Stacie playing with my nipples, I knew I wouldn’t hold out long either. I made my pussy close more around your throbbing cock and you brought Stacy to an orgasm. Just as she finished hers I began mine. Milking you until I felt you twitch and orgasm with me.

We all laid there holding and kiss one another totally spent.. We drifted off to sleep only to wake again a few hours later……….

That’s for a different chapter though 😉

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